[FMF] ~ The First Realigion ~ “It’s like a drug to me, and it’s like a drug to them, a never ending cycle that compounds itself, the basis for our love.”

*I walked into the monastary expecting to find it empty. I was surprised when I came across half a dozen women sitting in seperate pews, minding their own business. They turned to look at me as I entered. It was uncanny – they moved in unison I noticed. I ignored them and walked between the pews because I was only there to make a speech, you see, to those girls, because they deserved it and were the lucky first six. The stared at me as I stood at the altar, and my heart began to beat rapidly. It must have been my nerves, because I passed out.*

*When I woke, I was chained to a king size bed in the monastary attic. The room was lit dimly with candles, and smelled of musk and cinammon. The bed was positioned in the centre of the room, and a dozen women stood in a perfect circle around it – they backs turned to me.*

*They did not realise when I woke at first, but then one of them – the youngest – took a peek and broke into a smile and giggle. “He’s here.” she said as they suddenly turned and sprang on me. Their hands were like madness over my body, and the girls found this hilarious for some reason. Their kissed and sucked* **it** *until the candles faded out.*

*This was how we founded the religion about what the girls wanted and worshipped. I soon learnt my purpose in life was to make them happy. We started a society in the hills, and within a year it reached a population of several hundred. It’s like a drug to me, and it’s like a drug to them, a never ending cycle that compounds upon itself, the basis for our love.*

*Their moans are music to my ears.*

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