by Joe Mudak
Irene, Alyssa, and Lynda fed off of one another in both their pleasure, and their increasingly vocal yet unintelligible expressions of their pleasure.
The Goddess inhaled deeply and channelled the pleasure of all three of these servants into her own body, absorbing their reverence into her skin, her mind, her body, and her heart. For these newly converted worshippers, she had given them true pleasure and a sense of purpose. For herself, she basked in the power these humans would only stoke. The more people who would revere her, the more power she would attain.
The five college students who sought refuge in the church basked in the growing pleasure that was bestowed upon them by their newfound Goddess. The passion and lust coursed throughout their bodies and warmed them, filled them with an energy they neither knew nor cared to understand any more than they could feel. They just knew that this was where they needed to be, and it was their Goddess who had taken them there. The Goddess smiled and consumed their energy, returning exactly what they needed.
Unable to restrain themselves any longer, Ron, Pete, Alyssa, and Irene all let out a giant shriek of pleasure, which was followed immediately by a deafening clap of thunder. All four collapsed from the pleasure, the intensity, and the knowledge that they had, at last, found their purpose.
Once Lynda's breathing returned to normal, she walked around her friends, looking down on their spent bodies. She gazed longingly back at the Goddess. "They are fine choices, my Goddess. The males shall be tasked to bringing new converts inside these walls. The females shall be priestesses here within these chambers. In due time, when the females' inner goddesses become strong enough, we may even allow them to start their own church, but at least for now, they know only to serve you."
The goddess ran her hands through Lynda's hair. Lynda continued. "And I, my Goddess, shall be your voice for all eternity. It will be my pleasure and my honor."
The Goddess disappeared from the sanctuary. Lynda glanced down at her four friends and mused. "They may sleep here tonight. In the morning, they shall understand their destiny. I shall tend to the lilacs for the evening." Lynda walked through the door behind the altar.
*****
The sun shone through the small windows in the sanctuary. Alyssa was the first one awakened by the sound of the singing birds. She stretched, rubbed her eyes and took stock of her position. She glanced around and saw Irene, Pete and Ron, still fast asleep. The males must not be permitted to sleep any longer, she thought, and started to shake them. In an instant, Ron and Pete awoke. Each kissed one of her bare feet.
On cue, they both started repeating the phrase, "We must gain new converts."
Hearing the sounds of her servants uttering their duties, Irene awoke as well. Ron and Pete immediately turned to iss her feet as well.
Irene and Alyssa stood up and walked around the altar. "We must prepare for our new guests," Irene coyly remarked.
"Yes, we must," Alyssa agreed.
Irene faced Ron and Pete, still kneeling at the foot of the altar. "You must dress and bring the converts to us."
Ron and Pete understood. They put on their clothes and walked slowly towards the entrance into the church. Ron opened the door and an almost blinding ray of sunlight penetrated into the chambers. It was springtime, and, for the five vacationing students, the renewals had only just begun.
Note from the author:
I'm Joe Mudak and I just want to take a moment to thank you for reading Chimes of Passion. I hope you enjoyed the decadent tale contained within. If you did, please look for more Joe Mudak stories. Please feel free to send me a message at [email protected]. You can also follow me on Twitter at @JoeMudak or “like” me on Facebook.
Thank you.
Joe
Also by Joe Mudak:
Paradise Lust
Psycho Sexy
The Endless Honeymoon
Sinnerella
Assets Under Management
Piece of Ass from a Hole in the Ground
Voices Trapped in Yearning
Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Tight
One Size Fits All
Women’s Lubrication Movement
There’s a Lap for That!
The Itty Bitty Titty Committee
To Sleep, Perchance to Cream
Superior Room Service
Wetness Protection Program
Nanogynecology
A Position in Retail
Ho-Down
Wild Thing
Petal Power
The Lustful Meme
Carpe Dildem (Seize the Sex Toy)
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