mother will be let go, and then we can discuss your future, but if those conditions are met, I see no reason why your contract should be terminated.”
He crossed his arms across his chest and leveled a dark stare at me, one eyebrow pulling up. Bastard! They couldn’t do this to me! That’s why I fucked them all.
I was about to leap across the pews and scratch his eyes out when Pastor Randy said, “Gentlemen, I think we should take this discussion to my office. Ms. Richards, please join us.”
Glaring at their backs the whole way to the office, I followed glumly, defeated. There was no way Pastor Randy was going to sacrifice his job for me. He could have any female in this church.
Pastor Randy closed the door to his inner office after we’d all filed in. “I understand your concerns, gentlemen. You’ve allowed Satan to whisper in your ear, telling you that this poor sinner must be cast out. But before you succumb to his powers, please turn your attention to the screen.”
He nodded toward a large flat screen he’d installed across from his desk. We all turned while he fumbled with a remote. “Darn things are so complicated. Ah! Here we go.”
The screen lit up and was filled with a very clear video of all three deacons having their way with me. The image slowly zoomed in until all you could see was my mouth sucking on Deacon Roberts dick. Just as suddenly, the screen went black.
“I don’t think we need to see any more,” said Pastor Randy, setting the remote on the desk and perching his sweet ass on the corner. He was calm and even smiling a little.
The deacons’ mouths were hanging open in shock. “What’s the meaning of this?!” boomed Deacon James. He’d turned an alarming shade of red and I thought he was going to pop a blood vessel or something. The other two cowered between him and Pastor Randy, unsure who to be more afraid of.
“Well, my brother, I felt it wise to secure your commitment to God’s will by filming the blessing you gave Stacey earlier today. I wanted to make sure all of you remembered who you were serving — our Heavenly Father. You did a noble thing and I never want you to doubt your actions. In fact, if any of you do doubt — ever — I would be more than happy to show your families what good Christian men you are, how you saved this young woman’s soul. I think your wives especially would have great interest in finding out what fine men they’re married to.”
Deacon James had gone from beet red to ghostly white. He was sputtering in rage and disbelief, looking between us all as if this was one big joke. He finally locked gazes with Pastor Randy and understanding washed across his features: No one gets kicked out of the church, no one gets fired, and no one sees the tape. Pastor Randy was blackmailing them!
I nearly laughed out load at the realization but bit my tongue and looked down at my hands. He was a genius! I couldn’t stop the grin on my face but I could at least hide it.
“If that’s everything, gentlemen, I think it’s time for Ms. Richards to receive another of my special blessings. Good night.”
Heads hanging low, they all filtered out. They didn’t even have the balls to apologize or anything.
I launched myself into his arms as the door closed behind the last of them, peppering his face with kisses. “I can’t believe it! When did you set up the camera? Where was it? How did you know?”
He chuckled and held me tight in his arms, lifting me from my feet. “I just used my phone and got it set up while those old goats were talking themselves into believing my line of crap.”
He set me down and held my head in his hands. “You were brilliant, little one. I hope you’re not angry with me for that little stunt, but you certainly seemed to enjoy yourself.”
His hands started roaming my body, sliding down my back to my rump, squeezing, making my core tighten. His building lust bulged against my belly when he pressed into me.
“No way! Once I
He crossed his arms across his chest and leveled a dark stare at me, one eyebrow pulling up. Bastard! They couldn’t do this to me! That’s why I fucked them all.
I was about to leap across the pews and scratch his eyes out when Pastor Randy said, “Gentlemen, I think we should take this discussion to my office. Ms. Richards, please join us.”
Glaring at their backs the whole way to the office, I followed glumly, defeated. There was no way Pastor Randy was going to sacrifice his job for me. He could have any female in this church.
Pastor Randy closed the door to his inner office after we’d all filed in. “I understand your concerns, gentlemen. You’ve allowed Satan to whisper in your ear, telling you that this poor sinner must be cast out. But before you succumb to his powers, please turn your attention to the screen.”
He nodded toward a large flat screen he’d installed across from his desk. We all turned while he fumbled with a remote. “Darn things are so complicated. Ah! Here we go.”
The screen lit up and was filled with a very clear video of all three deacons having their way with me. The image slowly zoomed in until all you could see was my mouth sucking on Deacon Roberts dick. Just as suddenly, the screen went black.
“I don’t think we need to see any more,” said Pastor Randy, setting the remote on the desk and perching his sweet ass on the corner. He was calm and even smiling a little.
The deacons’ mouths were hanging open in shock. “What’s the meaning of this?!” boomed Deacon James. He’d turned an alarming shade of red and I thought he was going to pop a blood vessel or something. The other two cowered between him and Pastor Randy, unsure who to be more afraid of.
“Well, my brother, I felt it wise to secure your commitment to God’s will by filming the blessing you gave Stacey earlier today. I wanted to make sure all of you remembered who you were serving — our Heavenly Father. You did a noble thing and I never want you to doubt your actions. In fact, if any of you do doubt — ever — I would be more than happy to show your families what good Christian men you are, how you saved this young woman’s soul. I think your wives especially would have great interest in finding out what fine men they’re married to.”
Deacon James had gone from beet red to ghostly white. He was sputtering in rage and disbelief, looking between us all as if this was one big joke. He finally locked gazes with Pastor Randy and understanding washed across his features: No one gets kicked out of the church, no one gets fired, and no one sees the tape. Pastor Randy was blackmailing them!
I nearly laughed out load at the realization but bit my tongue and looked down at my hands. He was a genius! I couldn’t stop the grin on my face but I could at least hide it.
“If that’s everything, gentlemen, I think it’s time for Ms. Richards to receive another of my special blessings. Good night.”
Heads hanging low, they all filtered out. They didn’t even have the balls to apologize or anything.
I launched myself into his arms as the door closed behind the last of them, peppering his face with kisses. “I can’t believe it! When did you set up the camera? Where was it? How did you know?”
He chuckled and held me tight in his arms, lifting me from my feet. “I just used my phone and got it set up while those old goats were talking themselves into believing my line of crap.”
He set me down and held my head in his hands. “You were brilliant, little one. I hope you’re not angry with me for that little stunt, but you certainly seemed to enjoy yourself.”
His hands started roaming my body, sliding down my back to my rump, squeezing, making my core tighten. His building lust bulged against my belly when he pressed into me.
“No way! Once I
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