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Guilt-Free Sex

Corrupting Innocence

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 “A writer is someone who has taught his mind to misbehave.” - Oscar Wilde For the mature reader, contains adult erotica not appropriate for some readers. A young woman teacher gets trapped in a church sex cult. Can she turn the tables on the culprits? Excerpts: I wandered about freely, meeting members and other prospectives. There were friendly gatherings with guitar music, the occasional nudist, and one time a couple proceeded to go all the way as everyone watched. It was the first time I had ever seen other people do it and I was mesmerized. One time Seth joined a group of us and spoke a bunch of gibberish. After he wandered away, they all analyzed whatever it was he had said, trying to find some profound, hidden prophetic meaning to it. - - - Nancy was strong and half-again heavier than me. I was light as a feather to her. She grabbed one of the heavy kitchen chairs and flung me over her lap. My arms flailed about as I tried to brace myself, but my head hit the kitchen floor hard. She swatted my bare buttocks with all her might. It was surely a bright red after the first few spanks. I wailed. Flailing and wailing, I was thrust down onto the floor and positioned on my knees. - - - “Colleen, when we finish here, go get mommy one of those Vow of Obedience forms. Linzey wants to sign one. You can notarize it.” An hour later I sat at the kitchen table, pen in hand. - - - Your friends are in a bind. Underneath this couch cushion I have a pistol. If you are unable to seduce any one of the three of us in the next hour, I am going to kill both of them. The gun will have your finger prints on it when I leave. You will go to prison.” She was aghast, understandably. She sat speechless. Yet another awkward pause. I was in heaven, three in one afternoon. “Tick tock, Mary Jane. Fifty-nine minutes and counting.” - - - Their structure had flaws. Was I good enough to exploit them? There was a shitload of money involved when I did the math. If I could get into their inner circle, I could take them down while advancing myself into a position of control. It's time for a woman to run a cult. - - - She followed me downstairs still naked. “What is this?” “Its a bondage game. You stand on the stack of books, put your wrists through those overhead nooses.” “Why would I do that?” “For the same reason you showed up at a stranger's house at 2 a.m. You are bored with your life. You want someone else to take control of it.” - - - “Let's go have a coffee in the village.” We left Timmy behind and soon stood in a long line, me dressed, her wearing just the white scarf. She was recognized. “Jennifer, is that you? I would never believe this if I weren't seeing it with my own eyes. You're nude!” Her arms and hands promptly covered her private parts as she tried to ignore the gentleman, the expression of indignity priceless. - -- I felt a pulsating sensation as the sound of a whop, whop, whop approached. “That looks like Marine One, the President's helicopter,” I said. “It's a Sikorsky VH-3D Sea King,” said Sugar, appearing most concerned. I watched in awe as it set down near us and three women deboarded. One led the way in our direction wearing aviator sunglasses. The other two appeared to be subordinates as they trailed along behind. “Hello, Sugar,” said the leader. “Hello, Astrid.” “You must be Linzey Lars. I'm Astrid Mendoza.” She looked like a Viking goddess. “Nice to meet you.” We shook hands. I was overwhelmed. The big blade that had powered the chopper slowed to a stop. A fourth woman, the pilot, remained inside the craft and stared out at me. “And who is this?” Astrid asked, looking at the body. “My late friend,” I answered, gun still in my hand. Literature & Fiction Cult

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