When Master Dies

[landiek]

Katra

I knew that he was going to mete out the differences with Heather and yet I wanted to be alone with him.

He mentioned that we were allowed to serve one another and even in obeying, I felt wrong. I retreated in the prayer room and consulted the Law. I had to be thankful that we were allowed to learn as many of the words were once difficult.

Gaia made women to serve MAN

My heart began to beat faster as I read that passage over and over. My heart felt heavy as I realized that I had broken the Law but I served my Master's bidding. I placed the book in the ivory stand near the shrine that was dedicated to Gaia and kneeling before the cherry wood table wept mournful tears.

"Forgive me, oh Gaia... forgive this weak and wicked creature that has called herself a child of Gaia.. a daughter of Passion.... pray that my heart is strengthened to serve thee... and obey the LAW."

 

[angels1stdying]

Heather

I heard the door open and immediately I wanted to call out to the one that entered but from crying so hard I had not the energy to speak above a whisper as my mouth was very dry and my belly rumbled loudly.

My arms ached from hanging and my body still felt the burns of the flogging that Toya gave me earlier. I had fallen in and out of sleep and knew not if it was still that night or had my three days passed.

I was thankful that Toya allowed me to use a privy but felt dirty when my weakness let urine dribble down my leg, like an untrained puppy.

 

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Catherine

At last our beloved, well-hung Master was home. I know I had promised him that we would all greet him with some passionate slurping at the door. But I was so racked with guilt over letting things fall apart so badly in our Master's absence, that before assembling all my Sisters in Passion to properly welcome him home, I had to pull him aside and tearfully beg his forgiveness for not exercising more control while he was away.

I tore open my blouse and turned my back to him. "Whip me, beat me oh Master, for the fool I am, for failing you so."

He began to tell me of the new liberal sect, and how punishments would now be meted-out from love and a desire to teach, not from anger and vengeance.

"Then," I sobbed contritely, feeling all the guilitier for escaping punishment, "you won't punish me, oh Master?"

"I didn't say THAT!" he laughed. "I shall punish your body MERCILESSLY!"

He playfully hiked up my little nothing of a miniskirt and tugged down my skimpy panties, then bent me over the couch and pulled my knees apart with his two big, strong, powerful hands. He spat in my anus and used his fingertips to rub his spittle deep into me. Then in one fast, painful thrust that made me yelp as much in surpise as in pain, he drove his entire 10 inches deep into my bowels in one swift thrust.

"Forgive me, Gaia, for my impure thoughts," I silently prayed over and over again, even as I kept praying for more and ever more of such punishment as this. His enormous hard-on just felt so WONDERFUL as he mercilessly pounded my ass. "Though shalt remember this next time, Catherine," he barked, "and behave thyself better."

"FORGIVE me, Gaia!" I silently cried out. "For thinking that from punishment such as this, I just might have to be naughty even MORE often!" Sweet Gaia, but did the Master's huge, powerfully-thrusting hard-on ever feel WONDERFUL pounding in and out of my ass!

"Forgive me, Master!" I cried out now as we both shuddered into powerful orgasms. "I promised thee that all thy Daughters of Passion would properly greet thee at the door on their knees, to honor thy wonderfully huge manliness with their flickering tongues. I have again failed thee."

With that, I clapped my hands three times loudly, and a dozen of the Master's most loyal daughters fell to their knees in a circle around him, lovingly, worshipfully licking at his thinghs, his balls, his freshly-fired but still enormously-hard cock, and his well-muscled manly stud-butt. This was greeting the Master as he deserved to be greeted, with the love, respect, and loyalty that his generous heart and kindly spirit had well earned from us all. Even I got to have a few tastes of his deliciously-thick cock that had only moemnets eralier been driving so deep and so hard into my own ass.

"OH Master," I sobbed. "We all love thee, adore thee, worship thy manliness, more than mere words can EVER express. All of they Daughters hunger so for thy cock dep inside of us, me as much as any of my Sisters. We all DESPERATLEY need for thee to fuck each and every one of us, sweetly, slowly, quickly and mercilessly. But by the rules and rights of Gaia, LaVonda has been without thee the longest. So please honor her pussy with thy thrusts first, before mine own."

I had ulterior motives for that request. I had been admiring LaVonda much in the Master's absence. And why not? She is one of the most beautiful and sexy of all my Sisters in Passion. I had tasted of her several times in the Master's absence, and now the thought of her fresh pussy juice still coating his shaft as he pounded my walls, thrilled me right down to my curling toes.