Made to feel welcome*

Chastity moved this strange new lump of anatomy she hadn’t even known existed till now, around her mouth. It was a very curious thing… to have a piece of someone else inside you. She knew about kissing, of course… occasionally one of the books that mother had deemed suitable for her to read had made mention of such a thing. But she had never actually experienced anything more than a quick peck on the cheek from long-forgotten aunts or the long chain of other priests and pastors she had been dragged before. Mother had been forever deciding one church or another was unsuitable for their devotion, due to one minor infraction or another. In fact, this last year she had spent dedicated to the ‘Faceless Father and Kneeling Mother’ was likely the longest they had ever stayed connected to one particular avenue of worship. The girl with a cock in her mouth wondered if she would have found herself in a similar unorthodox culmination… had they just stuck with one of the others for as long too. Was this treatment expected by ALL priests, now she had come of age?

Chastity pondered this, as she wrapped her inexperienced tongue around and around its meaty new guest. She didn't really know what she was supposed to be doing with it, but the slightly unsettling experience of having it twitch and throb told her she was having some effect. Father stroked her hair appreciatively, letting her explore the pleasures she could bring him. She would learn what was required of her, of that he had no doubt… So, for now, he was happy to experience her virginal foray into providing service with her mouth as it played out naturally.

Over to the side, the birthday girl could see her mother rapidly becoming surrounded by the masked Brothers of this place. Her mouth already occupied, she had set to work with her hands. Grasping an erected shaft in each and pumping up and down their lengths. All while yet more such fleshy implements were freed and taken up by their owners in honour of each of them. Chastity could feel their eyes upon her as she sucked, self-consciousness threatening to overwhelm her in embarrassment.

It all felt a little wrong. Dirty, somehow, and unsettling. But, she had no frame of reference for why it would be so. For all she knew, this was how every young lady spent the first evening of their eighteenth year on this earth… Those true to her faith, at least. She had never seen mother be so… accommodating towards anyone. The woman looked to be in absolute bliss, surrounded on all sides by a parade of swollen swords. So Chastity decided that she needed to do her best as well, to pass this first trial toward her womanhood. She set to sucking upon Father with renewed vigour, determined to prove that she was ready for such responsibilities.

The priest hummed in throaty appreciation at this, so happy that all his predictions had been right on the mark. This one was going to be a magnificent addition to their little commune… and he felt her first reward rising up to greet her.