“I think… that will work.”
“Excellent” Jessica said while rising from her chair. “I’ll let security know you’re welcome on our campus any time. And I hope to see you at our next service!”
Allison stood as well. “What kind of service?”
“It’s a short reading followed by a long orgy. We call it the Sacrament of Bliss.”
Allison snickered as her cheeks turned a light shade of red. “Wow... Ok. Yeah, I’m definitely not going to miss that! When’s the next one?”
“Wednesday night at 7:30.”
“I’ll be there. And so will Jeff.”
Jessica clasped her hands together and smiled broadly. “I can’t wait to meet him.”
* * * * *
“Mommy, am I being punished?”
It was a fair enough question to ask as Vicky locked the young man’s wrists and ankles to the leather fuck horse. She and Christopher had been first to arrive at the second cumfessional booth. Calling it a booth was a stretch since it was closer to the size of a small room. It needed to be for the activities that would proceed.
“Have you been naughty?”
“No…”
“Then why would you think you’re being punished?”
“Because you’re leaving me here.”
“It’s just for a little while, silly boy. You’re thirsty, aren’t you?”
Vicky circled the bondage horse as they spoke, inspecting her slave from all angles. He was covered from head to toe in gleaming, scarlet-red latex. His blonde locks, which Vicky demanded he grow long, sprouted through a hole in the back of his gimp mask; a single pony tail of golden hair for any would-be face fucker to grab on to.
His midsection was bound in a tight, black leather corset. His hands were secured in locked, black latex mitts and his feet were strapped into black high heels, now dangling a few inches from the floor. Both his ankle and wrists cuffs were secured to the legs of the adjustable fuck horse. There was only an inch or so that he could pull on his limbs with any give. Vicky’s little Chrissy cat wasn’t going anywhere.
“Yes Mistress, very thirsty.”
“And why didn’t I feed you this morning?”
“So I wouldn’t spoil my appetite.”
“That’s right…”
*SMACK*
She lambasted his ass cheeks with the open palm of her gloved hand. His flesh jiggled in the tight, shiny latex. Vicky smiled. It was one of her favorite sights. She was tempted to deliver more, but she knew her slave would be getting a thorough working over soon enough.
“You’ll be getting all you can eat today, slut. Does that excite you?”
“Yes, Mistress Vicky!” he answered eagerly.
Vicky tucked her hand between his lower body and the surface of the bondage horse. She felt around until she found his package. She gripped his growing bulge through the thick latex of the glossy bodysuit.
“Mmmhmmm… See, I know you. You’re just a cock loving, cum craving whore. You don’t care where it comes from.”
“That’s not true, Mistress. I love your cock the most!”
Vicky reached for a thick paddle from one of the room’s toy racks and immediately brought it to bear.
*THWACK*
The fierce sound of leather on latex echoed in the small room as his cheeks bounced even harder. Christopher yelped, biting his lip in an attempt to stifle himself.
“Do NOT contradict me! I know you like my cock the best. That’s not what I meant! You’d suck any of the Sisters off to get a tummy full of cum. Isn’t that right, WHORE?”
Vicky grabbed him by the pony tail and lifted his face upward. She gave him the death stare as his lips wobbled from the pain. His chains rattled against the metal legs of the bondage horse.
“Y-Yes, Mistress Vicky!”
She dropped his head and moved back to his rear. Vicky wound her arms back like she was preparing to hit a baseball out of the park and really let him have it.
*THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK*
Christopher grunted and bit his tongue as the burning sensation began to grow. His ass grew red and raw below the crimson latex. Vicky tossed the large paddle into one of the storage troughs with a loud thud before moving back to his front.
The nubile nun was stunning in her red and white latex nurse uniform. Christopher wanted to lick her up and down. To suck her cock and tongue her perfect ass. Was some other lucky slave going to engage in medical play with Mistress today? Or was she just in the mood to look the part of a shiny nurse? He’d probably never know.
“I’ll be back in a few hours, slut. If you do a good job, maybe I’ll feed you a late dinner. If you’re not still full, that is…”
“Yes, Mommy!”
“Have fun!” she said with a chuckle before turning on her heel and exiting the room’s single door.
Once outside, she moved the lever to mark the booth as ‘AVAILABLE.’ She glanced up at the row of symbols above the door, noting once again the open mouth, the bare ass and the female symbol with ‘2’ next to it. Vicky turned and strode of, passing a long line of Sisters that had formed while she was prepping him.
“He’s all yours, ladies!”
The first two women, both garbed in traditional black latex habits, thanked her and cheerfully stepped forward. One of them marked the booth as ‘OCCUPIED’ before they stepped inside. There lay Christopher, bound to the fuck horse with the room’s single bright light beaming down on him.
Their dire need to cum was evident by the sound of boot heels falling swiftly as they made their way to his front and back. This was followed by the hasty unfurling of zippers on their long, latex skirts.
“Hello… ” Christopher said sheepishly. “Should I call you Mistr–UMMPHH!”
The nun at his front crammed her long, meaty pole between his lips and took a firm hold of his hooded head. Her pre-cum was oozing all over, greasing her way into his waiting maw as she pressed forward firmly.
“Shutup, bitch. You’re not here to talk.”
The other nun laughed as she drew the zipper down Christopher’s ass crack. “Tell him, Sister!”
She gave just a few preliminary thrusts of her fingers into his waiting pucker before deciding he was ready. The woman lined up the tip of her own thick, pre-cum slick weapon with his defenseless boy pussy and thrust in deep.
Christopher gasped around the first nun’s cock, sputtering as he yanked on his chains. His bonds clanged against the metal horse legs; his body stretched over the leather cushion as the nuns began assaulting him at both ends. They buried their hot, hungry members in his moist holes fast and deep. They were uninterested in easing the bound gimp in. Both nuns established a steady fucking rhythm quickly. His lips smacked wetly over fat cock while the other nun pounded his ass with her hips.
“You get a full-time slave yet?”
“No, not yet, unfortunately. I have my eye on a guy. Just waiting for the right time to slip him a bit of the ole love honey.”
The first nun chuckled. “I hear ya. Still looking for mine too. Been going to the farm every day to get my fix.” She released one side of Christopher’s head before reaching up and giving his pony tail a tug. “More suction, bitch boy!”
“Right? The farm is great, but there’s never enough slaves. I wish they would just keep the new recruits there all the time, but I guess that’s not practical.”
“Oh well. At least we have more options, now. This is great!”