Finding your purpose (fffm) (teen/corruption/virginity/cult)

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I grew up in a strict religious household. Pentecostal, to be exact. My parents, four brothers and I went to church every morning before school to pray for forgiveness for our sins. I wasn’t allowed to date or really have friends (though my brothers were) and I had to beg the preacher to forgive me nearly every day for touching myself. He reminded me sternly every day that my “center” was for my husband to use daily and to give birth to children and nothing else. He would make me describe to him exactly how I masturbated the previous evening and what I was thinking about while I was doing it, which was the worst punishment of all. I told him I would close my eyes and rub my breasts under my bra until my nipples were hard, and then I would rub my vagina with my palm open until it was slick and dripping down my backside. Then I would stick one or two fingers inside myself and work them in and out slowly until the pressure built up and I felt a powerful release that relaxed me and made me fall asleep easily. The preacher would listen quietly, sometimes breathing heavily, he was so disgusted with me. I felt such intense shame but I couldn’t stop.

When I was 18 and about to finish my homeschooling studies, my parents told me I needed to think about finding a partner to marry and begin to be fruitful. I didn’t know what to do, I was worried I would never find a man, let alone know how to please one.

But then I met Abelard. I was walking in town, thinking and worrying, when he pulled up alongside me in his vintage Cadillac, got out and began talking to me. He was so warm and friendly and interested in my life. We spoke for an hour that day, just on the street, and I felt like I had known him my whole life. Abelard told me I was everything a woman should be: beautiful, lithe, feminine, chaste and he said in time, with his tutelage, I would become obedient as well. He was handsome. Very tall with sharp features. I immediately had impure thoughts about him which made me blush. I think he could tell.

Abelard brought me back to the compound to see if I would like to live with him. I expected the women to be dressed conservatively, but they were not. Some were in short jean shorts and tank tops, some were in dresses, one was even in a two-piece bikini sunning herself! I was shocked at the freedom they had. Most wore make up and nail polish.

A woman named Susie approached us smiling. She wore a large sun hat and a long dress that clung tightly to her thin body. “Who’s this cutie?” she asked with a smile.
“This is Jane, she’s thinking of joining us.”
“That would be wonderful!” Susie said enthusiastically. “What a lovely girl.”
I had never felt so wanted.
Abelard explained to me that we all had responsibilities on the compound that kept the place running. Some grew vegetables, some cooked or did carpentry, and some were just there to please the Lord and his disciples. No one worked outside of the compound and no one ever went hungry, and all of your friends are there so you never get lonely. We were there to live the word of God and please him and live joyfully.

I moved out of my parents’ house the following Sunday.

Susie hugged me tightly when I arrived with my two suitcases of clothes and my Bible and showed me around, including the tidy cabin that I’d share with her and one other girl while I became acclimated. I was so grateful to be taken under her wing; I was scared I’d be considered a burden and asked to leave.

The next few days were exciting but in retrospect, uneventful. I was introduced to everyone on the compound, ate in the mess hall and waited to be assigned a job. After a week, though, I still hadn’t been given one. I asked Susie when she thought I’d know my role.

She smiled slyly and said: “tonight, actually, I will begin training you. After we’ve finished chores for the evening.”

I was so excited, sure that I was about to learn my true purpose not just on the compound, but in life and in service of the Lord.

That evening, after we had all bathed and dressed for bed, Susie lit candles, put on some chill music and tied a soft bandanna around my eyes. She began massaging my shoulders and whispering affirmations in my ear.

“You are beautiful and your body is fruitful.”
“You will serve your Master and the Lord perfectly.”
“Relax and do your duty and it will come naturally to you.”

Then, out of nowhere, she kissed me with her mouth open and massaged my tongue with hers. I was shocked, my eyes shot open behind my blindfold. I felt her hand on my breast, rubbing over my shirt, then sliding her hand under it and lightly twisting my nipple.
I realized I had stiffened up when she said: “Relax, this will teach you how to please Master.”
I tried to relax as she rubbed my center over my underwear. I could feel myself getting wetter. She laid me back gently and slid my underwear down over my legs, then began licking me and putting her fingers inside of me. I bucked against her, I couldn’t believe how good it felt.

I felt someone else’s hands on my breasts, pulling them hard by the nipple. Then I felt a vagina against my face, slick and smooth, grinding against me. “Use your tongue,” said a voice I didn’t recognize, and still don’t know to this day. I stuck my tongue out and licked like an ice cream cone, trying to mimic the sensations on my own vagina. The woman on my face moaned and pulled and twisted my breasts and I felt a pressure building up in my pelvis.

“Cum for me, baby,” Susie said firmly. “Cum all over my face.”
She pressed a finger against my anus but didn’t insert it and I almost sat up I came so hard. I buried my face in the vagina above it and then flopped backwards 20 seconds later when it was over.
Jane was giggling and I took off my blindfold. Her face was soaking wet and she was wiping herself with a blanket.
“You weren’t supposed to take the blindfold off,” she said.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said quickly and pulled it back down.
“No problem, darling. You did wonderful. Abelard will be so pleased to know you’re able to enjoy pleasures of the flesh. Some can’t get past their own ego.”

I didn’t know what to think. My head was spinning but my heart felt full and satisfied. I fell asleep easily not long after and slept through the night.

The following evening, after I returned to my cabin from dinner, Abelard, Susie and a woman I had only met once were waiting for me. Once again soft music was playing and candles were lit.

“I heard you performed excellently last night,” said Abelard.
I blushed. He stood up and pushed the top of his linen pants down so his erect penis popped out, it’s one eye staring directly at me.
“Susie, why don’t you show her what she’s supposed to do.”
Susie knelt down before Abelard and pulled the top of her dress down to reveal her white breasts and hard pink nipples. She flicked his penis with her tongue a few times, then swallowed it whole in one quick motion. She worked her head back and forth until drool dripped down her chin and onto her exposed breasts.
“Come here Jane,” Abelard commanded, and I knelt next to Jane. Attempting to predict his desires, I pulled my dress down to reveal my breasts also. “Look, how obedient! Susie, give Jane a turn.”
Susie pulled her head back and Abelard turned slightly towards me, swinging his penis so it bobbed a little. I opened my mouth wide and tried doing what I thought Susie was doing, but then Abelard grabbed my hair and began thrusting in and out of my mouth until I was gagging with his penis in the back of my throat. I waited for it be over; I was not enjoying it. Abelard’s voice changed and he began whispering dirty things like, “I’m going to fuck all of your holes” and “I love to rape your mouth”. I was shocked. Susie twisted my nipples lightly and kissed my neck. Then she reached under me, moved my underwear to the side and began fingering me. She was much rougher than she had been the day before but it still felt good. She furiously rubbed my clit and whispered in my ear how much Daddy likes it when you cum while sucking his dick.
“Yeah, fuck fuck fuck! This such a good young throat!” Abelard growled. “Bend her over!”
Abelard let go of my head and removed his penis from my mouth. Susie stood me up and led me to what looked like a waist-high ottoman. She flipped up my skirt and pulled my panties down to my knees.
He stabbed his penis into me until I could feel his pelvis against my backside. He held it there for a moment before sliding out slowly and slamming into me again. Then he picked up his pace, having his way with me, slapping my bum hard enough to make me wince.
At first I didn’t know what to feel. It didn’t feel *bad* but it didn’t feel good either. After a while though, I surrendered to the moment and tried to imagine what it looked like, his penis sliding in and out of my very wet vagina. I started to get really, really turned on and before I knew it, I was moaning along with him.
I picked my head up for the first time and saw Susie, sitting on a chair with her leg up on the table. She had two fingers in her vagina and was staring me in the face as she worked them in and out.
Suddenly Abelard pulled his penis out of me and groaned, and I felt a warm spurt of something on my back and bum. He was panting.
“Susie, let’s get her examined. She’s absolutely perfect.”
He kissed me tenderly on the cheek and I was still bent over when I heard the door to the cabin close.
“Examined?” I asked, standing up and fixing my clothes.
“To see if you’re good for breeding, but by the looks of it, we won’t have a problem.” She kissed me on the mouth and led me to the shower, where she undressed and washed me tenderly, taking extra time to soap my backside and vagina. Then she gave me a fluffy robe and a cup of tea and we settled in together on the couch, where I fell asleep.

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