Service at the Altar

Sent: Monday, January 11, 2016 at 7:21 PM
Subject: Service at the Altar
As beauteous as he had looked as a gurl, he was stunning in supplicant robes. His face was shining and he seemed thrilled beyond measure. The priestess took him through the steps of his initiation into the temple. And he was made one with the goddess. I was so proud, I had trained him well.
Today he became worthy of more than just a toy we could play with at the hen party. When the temple was done training him, he would be worthy of being my mate. I hoped he succeeded.
Not that his life would change much…
He would still be mine, to do with as I wished.
He bowed, he crawled. He was kicked and bled. A knife was held to his throat and his genitals and a token bleed was asked and given.
He offered his service to the goddess and it was accepted. Thank the goddess!! It was done.


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