>>37631279
>> head home, can't blow this date

>>37631279
>head home, can't blow this date
Welcome back, faggot. We missed you.

>>37631279
> head home, can't blow this date
We thought you died, welcome back

>>37631279
> head home, can't blow this date

>>37631279
> head home, can't blow this date

>>37631279
> head home, can't blow this date

anyone remember if we where going to make them handmaidens or servants?

>>37631364
pretty sure we were going to servant these two religious cheerleaders, and then when we break Bethany with their help, we can make her a handmaiden

>>37631364
I say servants, need to generate more power.

probably get more points/whatever for the corruption too

>>37631373
I'd actually like Bethany to be a servant too, could even tell her she could have been our handmaiden but she missed her chance.

No point putting it off, I had a couple missionaries from the local Church dropping by. I had to get my place set up good and ready for their arrival. The thought of Rebecca and Brooke, waiting to preach the Good Book with no idea what was really going down. Had to admit, it was pretty exciting.

So when Andrea pulled into the drive and we hustled all the alcohol into the house I was moving with a bit of a frantic energy. Taking Preet's virginity had really charged me up. My horns were positively thrumming after being left so drained earlier. But maybe that was a fake high. Maybe I just felt good because of how low it had left me before.

Anyway, that didn't matter.

I got into the living room, made sure it was cleaned up. Nothing would turn them off worse than the place reflectin' my actual character. A boozed out den of sex. No, this had to be the home of a kid ready to receive the lord. Convinced by their words (and frankly, most guys were probably more interested in something else when it came to those two...) to give up everything fun in life to pray to some guy and hope being dead was better.

Fuck that noise.

I turned the cushions on the couch to hide my many stains quickly, before going back to fetch the rest of the booze.

Now as I was putting a crate of Southern Comfort in the kitchen (it seemed more like I was setting up for a kegger than a conversion party) when I noticed my thyrsus wasn't where I left it.

Shit.

It was kind of necessary for the whole thing. And you know, pretty fucking important in general.

I felt a small flutter of panic run through me. Had it been snatched up by Tom, that prying little bitch? Ah shit. This wasn't good.

Andrea settled down a slab of beer, wiping sweat from her forehead, letting out a breath. She raised an eyebrow at me, probably catching some hint of panic on my face.

Shit shit shit.

> stop what I'm doing and find my staff
> have Andrea look for it

>>37631400
> stop what I'm doing and find my staff

>>37631373
>>37631378
i'm ok with making most of 'em servants, next i say we go for making Peggy a handmaiden so that she can but us in contact with more marines and military personal, for us to servant or handmaiden and our handmaidens to bind. we'd be a lot safer with a small private army, especially if one of them is a high enough rank to maybe get a tank or two if needed

>>37631400
>> stop what I'm doing and find my staff

>>37631400
> stop what I'm doing and find my staff
kind of important

>>37631400
>> stop what I'm doing and find my staff

>>37631413
Peggy's definite handmaiden material.

Also once we've handmaiden'd her we can use her to get to her two friends too. Have ourselves a foursome.

>>37631400
check our sisters room, she had it once before

>>37631400
>> stop what I'm doing and find my staff

Is it possible to switch Kiri from handmaiden to servant?

>>37631435
thats a good idea

>>37631452
Part of the reason we handmaidened her was to have someone to look after our sister, for which a servant would be useless.

Hopefully we can switch her over later when our sister no longer needs looking after.

>>37631400
>> stop what I'm doing and find my staff
>> have Andrea look for it

Everyone drop everything and look!

>>37631459
>Implying our sister is ever not going to need looking after

>>37631465
When she's living in our fortified sex compound, maybe?

>>37631459
>Hopefully we can switch her over later when our sister no longer needs looking after.
until we've dealt with the god killers and what other enemies we'll have she's going to be our weak point so i prefer we get her some marine bodyguards for when shit goes down

> our system thinks your post is spam

The fuck?

>>37631510
that happens sometimes.

break up post maybe or post it as an image

>>37631510
goddamn it 4chan trying to delete anything interesting jeez this place has really gone to shit since moot left.

>>37631517
>"Quest"
>Pick between 2 options.
And nothing of value was lost.

>>37631510
occasionally a word cluster will trick the system into thinks its spam, easiest way around it is to try breaking the post up into multiple parts, but if that doesn't work, then just put it in a pastebin and post a link to that or copy the text into paint and make an image to post

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Sorry for the shitty paint job.

>>37631537
> hang around Andrea

>>37631537
>have her wait in another room

>>37631537
>>37631548
this

>>37631537
>someplace else

>>37631537
>have her wait somewhere else

>>37631537
>have her wait someplace else
I missed this quest so much

"Wait upstairs," I said, running a hand over the lining of her itty bitty hoodie jacket, knuckles brushing over the slope of her tits, "If I holler, come running."

She nodded, but as she walked away she pulled the jacket closed. I watched her ass wiggle up the stairs instead. Bitch was throwing me a weird kind of attitude.

Now I just had to wait. And wait.

Was I dressed right? I was still wearing my school uniform. Maybe I should go and change into something respectable. Dress pants, button shirt. Nah, I was over thinking it.

I put my thyrsus down beside the couch so it wasn't too noticeable but would be on hand. Paced back and forth, fidgeted a little.

Finally there was a ring of the bell, a polite little knock.

I gave a relieved sigh.

Sun was down, it was just past six.

I coughed into my hand, pulled my cap brim low. Went, and opened the door.

It was Rebecca and Brooke, both in very modest blue blouses and navy skirts that ran down just above their ankles. Brooke had her hair tied up, bangs loose. Rebecca had her long brown hair tied back into a messy braid. Both wore smiles and had bibles in hand, clutched to their chests, each wore a cross about as long as my hand and about as wide.

And they had a wrinkly old man with them. A reverend or some shit, wearing wire frame glasses and a kindly smile on a leathery face, feather white hair on his head.

"Danny, this is my grandfather," Rebecca said.

>>37631452
I think we are better learning how to make her hot instead. Give her some boobs and all that good shit, make her a decent addition to the court.

"How do you do son," he said, "My granddaughter said you've come to the light of the lord. She has a way of fishing young men like yourself." He had a dim but earnest smile. "My name is Pastor John White." He extended a liver spotted hand and I was forced to take it. "First it starts with prayer, next thing you know its a full blown baptism." He gave an old man chuckle.

This...this was not part of my plan.

"May we come in?" Brooke asked, tucking a lock of black hair behind her ears. She had the very slightest side burns, long stray locks of hair hanging down the side of her face.

"Sure," I said through a forced smile, holding the door open so they could enter. Pastor White didn't need a cane, but he did walk slow. He settled on my couch, with his granddaughter beside him. Brooke took up the lay-z-boy. She set a bible on my coffee table.

"So, where would you like to start?" Pastor White asked, bringing out his own pocket edition of the old King James.

"We should start with grace," Brooke suggested, putting her hand out and grabbing Rebecca's, who held her grandfather's, who held a hand out for me. They closed their eyes. But Rebecca blinked them open, looked up at me.

"Oh, but maybe you'd like to lead us Danny?" she asked.

Brooke held out her hand for me to take.

> lead them through an opening prayer
> uh, no, you go ahead

>>37631662
>> uh, no, you go ahead
Yeah, hes old enough to spontaneously 'fall asleep'

>>37631662
>This...this was not part of my plan.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

>>37631662
> uh, no, you go ahead

"Oh no please, show me how's it done"

is Andrea going to have to fuck an old man?

>>37631662
>> uh, no, you go ahead

>>37631662
> lead them through an opening prayer
uhm, Dear god... who owns the heavens... you rock... amen.

fun fact

the bible is full of sex and violence

>>37631662
uhh, i'll let you guys handle this as i am not a very social goy

"Blessings of the Prophet Muhammad..."

>>37631676
>spoiler
Poor Andrea. If we leave the...conversion, for later, we should use our maidens to bind the priest and manipulate him.

That should give us lots of influence.

>>37631676
>is Andrea going to have to fuck an old man?
If that's what it takes to get him out of the way.

I coughed. "Nah," I said, "I'm still learning. Show me how it's done properly." I said that with a charmin' smile for Brooke. She gave a slight smile back, patting the bun of her hair before taking my hand. I let old leather face take the other. Felt like bones wrapped in crinkly paper.

They all closed their eyes, bowed their heads. I didn't bother with that.

"Oh heavenly father, we thank you for finding this lost sheep and bringing him to us. Through your grace and the lessons of your word, we hope to deliver Daniel McGill from sin into salvation. We are all sinners on this earth, and its only through your light and lessons that we are redeemed. Guard our hearts from vice, and keep the wickedness of the devil from our door. Protect us from the temptations of violent puberty as you guarded Jesus in the desert. Amen."

"Amen," the others said, I murmured the word as well.

They blinked their eyes open, smiles all around. Me, I had a kind of queasy feeling in my gut. What a load of horse shit.

Brooke had a slight flush to her face.

"Have a seat Danny," Rebecca patted next to her. Yes please. Between Rebecca and Brooke was a nice place to be. I sat close, close enough my hip bumped next to hers, gave her a shy smile. She had her book in hand, opened it.

"Now, I thought we might start with a passage from the book of Isaiah, but Brooke thought something from the book of Daniel would be better. Your choice I guess," she said that with a small wink.

How riveting.

The old man hummed a church song. Was singing up next? Brooke and Rebecca looked to me expectantly, hands on their knees and sitting forward, very attentive.

> book of Daniel
> book of Isaiah
> choose my own passage, my favorite ! (just, open any page and start reading)

>>37631745
> book of Daniel

>>37631745
> choose my own passage, my favorite ! (just, open any page and start reading)

hopefully the passage about how the wives of Israel got in a baby birth giving contest.

its been ages since I thumbed through the bible...

>>37631745
> book of love

>>37631745
> choose my own passage, my favorite ! (just, open any page and start reading)
roll decide

also
>temptations of violent puberty
kek.

>>37631745
>> choose my own passage (just, open any page and start reading)
Let the lord guide our hand, none of this favorite crap, we've never even looked at the thing before

>>37631766
my hope is for Lot getting raped by his own daughters.

sure hope nuthing bad happens because/while we're performing rituals to this false god

"I uh, I've got a passage I'd like to read," I said, rubbing my throat nervously. Rebecca and Brooke both looked with surprise, but Rebecca handed me her bible. I thumbed through it to some place at the start. That had all the good shit in it, if I remember Sunday school. All threshing hews and Conan stuff about killing other brown people in the desert.

I find a page and start writing:

"Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil. Your neck is like David's tower built for an armory, whereon a thousand shields hang, all the shields of the mighty men. Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies." I pause at those words. This book has tits in it. I looked up to see the girls are leaning forward, caught on my words. I felt a faint thrum in my horns.

"Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense. You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride." I pause. The girls have soft smiles, Brooke has her thumb nail in her mouth, watching me, while Rebecca had a slight flush on her face.

The girls had legs tight together. They went to smooth their skirts.

"You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck. How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than all manner of spices! Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon." I leaned on my horns as I spoke, put passion in my voice. I saw the girls give a little shiver.

"A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain. Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits: henna with spikenard plants, spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree, myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices, a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved."

I leave off there to see they wore slight blushes, breathing a little heavy. Rebecca had a had to the cross on her chest.

Pastor White only nodded approvingly. "The Song of Solomon, good choice, read like a natural preacher!"

I smiled, passing it off as the compliment, but really about the affect it had on the girls.

> keep going
> give it back to Rebecca

>>37631861
>keep going
everybody seems to like it

>>37631861
>> give it back to Rebecca
No point pushing it.

>>37631861
> keep going
i don't like the priest
although it might just be my paranoia

>>37631873
changing to
> give it back to Rebecca

>>37631861
>> give it back to Rebecca

>>37631882
it usually helps to delete the original vote when you change, makes it easier for OP to count them

> keep going

>>37631861
> keep going

I closed the book and handed it back to Rebecca. When she took it our fingertips brushed. I sent a small jolt of pleasure through that touch and saw Rebecca give an ever so slight gasp. She took the bible onto her lap and held it there for a while, adjusting the collar of her blouse, keeping her cross at hand.

"Hmm," she said, "That was really well spoken Danny."

"It was wonderful," Brooke added, touching my arm, a nervous bite of her lip. Again, a slight tremble of power.

"Next we usually have a singalong," the old pastor said, "We aren't all boring bible readings and prayer." He fiddled with his pockets and produced sheet music. "I didn't have my guitar, but I spy a nice little acoustic over there. If you don't mind?" he held out his hand.

"I thought we might sing 'My Jesus, My Saviour," he said.

"That's a good one!" Brooke clapped. And Rebecca gave a little fist pump in the air.

God damn they were white. Even if Brooke was Chinese. They were damn white. I cringed a little at the thought of a bit of god pop being played on my guitar.

> get the guitar
> don't worry sir, I'll play

>>37631955
> don't worry sir, I'll play
I am not staying up past 5:30 am for christian rock

play something to put the old man to sleep

>>37631955
>> don't worry sir, I'll play

>>37631955
> don't worry sir, I'll play

>>37631955
> don't worry sir, I'll play
NOBODY TOUCH MY STUFF!

>>37631955
>let me play to you the song of my people

>>37631851
>That had all the good shit in it, if I remember Sunday school. All threshing hews and Conan stuff about killing other brown people in the desert.

You forgot the bit where you steal their wives and daughters because god said datass is yours now.

Are old testament jews orcs?

> don't worry sir, I'll play

I get the guitar, but I don't hand it over.

"I could play a little," I said, giving a little strum of the guitar.

"You know how to play?" he said with some delight.

Rebecca gave a little shudder with a big smile. "You're very talented," she said as I sat next to her, running a little tune along the strings.

"Mmm-hmm," Brooke said, fidgeting with the loose strands of her hair.

The pastor handed me his sheet music.

I do not know how to read music.

"Just give me a second to read this, yeah?" I said, flashing them all my charming smile. Rebecca let out a breath and leaned in expectantly. Brooke did much the same, but had a funny tick in her lip that made her bottom lip tremble a little.

> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep
> play something to heat up the mood
> try to stick to their bible script (god damn these lyrics suck ass)

>>37632032
>> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep

>>37632032
> try to stick to their bible script (god damn these lyrics suck ass)
Start out with then, then lead into
> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep

then we can stop for refreshments, and get drinks, non alcoholic ones of course (though we can spike them a bit), then we can do
> play something to heat up the mood

>>37632032
> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep
i guess

> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep

>>37632032
> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep

why does Satan have all the good music?

>>37632032
> try to stick to their bible script (god damn these lyrics suck ass)

>>37632032
this >>37632046

>>37632032
> bullshit something that'll put granddad to sleep

Now I don't play anything specific, just a little lullaby I half-remembered from when I was a kid. It was meant for the old man, but it had Rebecca and Brooke yawning too. Seems directing music to individuals isn't an easy thing. But it was old pops that had his head forward and snoring lightly before the others, and I stopped playing when that was done. He gave deep snorts with every breath, hands folded in his lap, a slight smile on his face.

Brooke rubbed at her eyes and Rebecca stifled a yawn.

"It must be getting late," she said, "Granddad has already clocked off. We should probably be going..." She said that with a bit of hesitance, eyes walking up and down me, her cross in hand.

"You don't have to go," I said, "Y'know I'm enjoying this whole Jesus thing."

"But my granddad," she said it with a pout, fluffing the old man's hair and taking him by the hand.

> I guess if you insist
> I've got a spare room

>>37632081
> I've got a spare room

No way they're leaving before we have a chance to party. Use the horns to help convince her if necessary.

>>37632081
>> I've got a spare room

>>37632081
> I guess if you insist

>>37632081
> I've got a spare room

"The elderly need their rest and its not healthy to wake them, bad for the heart I hear."

>37632081
> I've got a spare room

>>37632081
> I've got a spare room

They've shown us their religion, now we can show them ours.

> I've got a spare room

"It's alright, we can put him up in my mom's room," I said, touching her shoulder. I leaned on my horns, threaded a little through my hand.

She bit her lip and looked to the old man, her face bright with concern, but when she turned it back she smiled. "Yeah, I guess that's okay."

The two of us took him up very carefully, half waking him. "Grandpa," she said, "We're just going to put you to bed, keep the prayer group going."

He gave her a funny, drowsy smile. "That's good Peach," he said, and the two of us walked him up the stairs, guitar slung over my shoulder. She laid him on my mom's old queen size bed. Rebecca gave him a fond little kiss on the forehead before darting back out.

We went back down stairs to find Brooke with her hands on her knees, rocking in the chair.

"So, should we get back to singing?" she asked with very expectant eyes. Her skirt was drawn up a little, showing a hint of white knee highs.

> maybe you girls would like a drink first?
> get back to playing, something to add a bit of heat

>>37632081
>I guess if you insist

If we can't find the Thyrsus we're going to need to make a new one. I'd rather spend the evening getting that sorted than trying not to accidentally wake the priest.

>>37632146
> maybe you girls would like a drink first?
wouldn't want them to wear out their voices

>>37632147
You found it already.

>>37632146
> maybe you girls would like a drink first?

>>37632146
>> get back to playing, something to add a bit of heat

>>37632146
> get back to playing, something to add a bit of heat


>>37632147
we got it anon

>>37632146
> get back to playing, something to add a bit of heat

>>37632146
Drink then get back to playing.

> get back to playing, something to add a bit of heat

>>37632146
> get back to playing, something to add a bit of heat

>>37632150
Sorry, I'm very late and unfortunately am going to have to bounce soon...

> maybe you girls would like a drink first?
Do we have any red wine in the house? Cuz if so we could play it off as a misconception of Catholic tradition and pull the "well, now that it's open we shouldn't just waste it" card.

I set down to playing on the guitar. I didn't bother to go off the sheet music. I played something a bit Latin. With a bit of fire in it.

"I don't know this one, is this Mexican?" Rebecca asked, sitting up straight and looking from me to Brooke.

"Just warming up my fingers," I said, dancing out a tune along the frets. Still they tapped their toes when they found the rhythm.

"You're really good," Brooke said, correcting her hair bun carefully. She had a bit of wiggle in her thighs even though she was sitting, and she fanned herself a little. They both seemed to be a little red in the face, a bit flushed.

Rebecca gave a slight pant, pulling at her collar. "Maybe, maybe we should stick to the sheet music," she said, "I don't know any Mexican, if that's what you're playing."

I grinned, leaned a little on my horns. She popped her top button, biting her bottom lip just slightly, the cuff off her sleeve coming off as well. She swayed a little to the Latin rhythm, at her shoulders side-to-side.

"This is really more a dance number, isn't it?" Rebecca added, smoothing out her long navy skirt.

"You want to dance?" I asked.

She gave me a look that was a little doe eyed, a little nervous. "Maybe we should stick to the sheet," she said again. Brooke just had her eyes half-closed, enjoying the music.

> get them a drink, they seemed hot
> keep playing

>>37632212
> get them a drink, they seemed hot

we got booze for a reason

>>37632212
>> get them a drink, they seemed hot
get some tropical fruit juice, and put a bit of bourbon or something similar into it but not too much, enough so that the juice covers the booze

>>37632212
> get them a drink, they seemed hot

>>37632212
>> get them a drink, they seemed hot
water
while
> keep playing
we can do both at the same time

>>37632212
> keep playing
sheet ? nah, i like to improvise.

"You girls look like you could use a drink," I said, slinging the guitar over my shoulder, "Let's just refresh a little before we get back to it."

"Yeah, alright," Rebecca said, watching me cross into the kitchen. I went and got a bottle of fruit juice out of the fridge, topped up a pair of glasses. Then, I very carefully slipped in a little southern comfort. It dirtied up the juice a little. When I leaned in on my horns, the thread of alcohol gave a slight spark.

I came back, handing one to Rebecca, the other to Brooke. "Enjoy," I said.

Rebecca was sorting through the shhet music. Took a sip absent mindedly, but perked up when she tasted it.

Brooke took a little mouthful, but after a refreshed lip smack, had it tipped back and drank it. Rebecca did the same, and when she finished licked her lips. Wiped some juice that had spilled onto her chin with her fingertips and sucked it off.

"That was really nice," she said, sitting up with a big smile, eyes wide and alert. She plucked at the collar of her blouse, then ran the chain of her cross through her fingers.

I sat down and kept playing that hot Latin tune. They didn't talk about the sheet music any more. Rebecca let it fall on the ground.

Brooke wiggled off the chair and onto the ground, cross legged, looking up at me with her narrow Asian eyes as wide as they'd go.

"You're something else," she said, head on her knuckles.

"Could I get another drink?" Rebecca asked, putting the cold metal to her lips. She had an excited lift to her chest, and pulled the chain lightly between her pillow lips.

> get the girls another drink, the same
> get the girls a stronger drink

>>37632296
> get the girls another drink, the same

>>37632296
> get the girls a stronger drink

>>37632296
>> get the girls a stronger drink
but not massively stronger, just slowly up the booze %

>>37632296
> get the girls a stronger drink

>>37632296
> get the girls another drink, the same

reverse spit roast

>>37632296
> get the girls another drink, the same
I assume the other option just hands them booze. We could stand to add a little more southern comfort to the mix this time though.

>>37632351
...How does that work, exactly?

>>37632363
I don't think it does.

>>37632363
>>37632377
>Anon in charge of sex

https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts?tags=reverse_spitroast

"Sure, I said, but this time I kept playing as I went. They came and put the cups on the island separating my kitchen from the living room, both of them leaning on it, watching me as they leaned on it. They had beads of sweat crawling across their foreheads.

I had to stop playing to serve their drinks of course.

I took Rebecca's glass and half filled it with juice, adding more Southern Comfort than last time, a little more of my energy. I poured it all in the door of the fridge so they couldn't see.

Then I took Brooke's and did the same.

Hell the bottle was half full. I filled up the rest with sweet comfort, and brought the bottle and glasses back over. All three set on the counter top.

"You aren't drinking? Rebecca asked, putting the glass to her hips, "You must have built up a sweat."

Brooke drank hers greedily. "You always wear your hat in doors?" she asked, refilling her glass, "This is really good, what is it?"

"Juice," I replied, and took a mouthful straight from the bottle.

Rebecca crinkled her nose. "Gross," but she said it with a smile.

I kept up the rhythm, and with them standing they swayed their hips to the music. They knew how to roll those hips, for all the good girl image.

"We should get back to praying," Rebecca said, taking another gulp.

"Later," Brooke said, her slim little gymnast body rolling to the notes of the music.

I leaned on my horns. "This drink isn't cooling me off," Brooke admitted with a little giggle, unbuttoning the top of her blouse slightly as she drank more anyway.

"You didn't slip us anything did you?" Rebecca said with a bit of accusation, but she worked another button off her blouse. They weren't stripping down, but they were loosening up. While Brooke danced she even pulled up the hem of her skirt to show off white knee highs that stretched up her legs.

Rebecca twirled a little, fingers up, almost like a little gypsy dance. Their eyes were sparkling.

"You should dance too," Brooke insisted, pulling at my sleeve. Pulling me out from behind the counter. They did a little rumba like thing, bouncing their hips side to side.

"Come on dance with us," Rebecca said, grabbing my other sleeve.

> dance
> have them dance with each other

>>37632382
Ooh, didn't know it was called that. It's different enough that it seems an odd thing to call it. Oh whatever.

>>37632401
>> dance
then we can bring them into dancing with us and each other

>>37632401
> dance

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>>37632401
> dance

>>37632401
>dance

>>37632401
> dance
Our moves are probably as potent as our song anyway.

>>37632391
> dance

>>37632401
>dance
did we have a stereo ? dancing with no music is weird.

i hope you guys have a plan for when grandpa priest wakes up..

>>37632466
old people sleep like logs or die

"Okay," I said with half a laugh, wigglin' my legs like Elvis. Rebecca kept her hips moving like hips shouldn't move, arms up. She was up close to me on one side. If I wasn't playing I could have hooked an arm around her. I made do with her ass pressed against my leg. Brook was on the other side, her tight body up on mine, arms around my neck, looking up at me as she bobbed her head side to side.

I never begrudge my guitar more for the space it took up, but I did my best.

They turned to face each other, exchanging a little duck face look as they dipped their chests forward and pulled them back with a smooth wave through their body.

I inched Brooke closer to her friend with my knee on her ass. She batted at my knee with a laugh, but pressed up on Rebecca.

I kept playing that hot Latin rhythm. Rebecca pulled loose Brooke's tight bun, shook out her friend's raven black hair. Her hands winding through those locks, wrapping them around as she drew her friend close. They looked like they might kiss, and they eyed me up when their lips were hovering over each other, but with grins they pulled away, even as they hugged closer.

I played for a bit, but the girls stopped dancing, wiping sweat from their eyes.

They both drank from the left over bottle, passing it from one to another, then Brooke offered it to me. I took a swig.

Brooke and Rebecca had their blouses unbuttoned to show skin, they had sweat dripping down their faces.

"We should finish up with a prayer," Rebecca said, touching her cross. She settle onto the couch with a tired but pleased puff. "Woo, we got side tracked!" She smiled up at me.

"Do you feel Jesus tonight, Danny?" Brooke asked, grabbing my arm, "Have we shown you the way?"

> yeah, sure, praise Jesus!
> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)

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>>37632466

>>37632493
> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)

It's satyr time.

>>37632493
> yeah, sure, praise Jesus!

>>37632493
> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)

>>37632493
> yeah, sure, praise Jesus! (take off the cap)

>>37632493
> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)

>>37632493
> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)
"Have I show you the way ?"

>>37632510 here

maybe we can say something like "let me lead you with a prayer" and then take the cap off and continue with that bit from the bible we were reading earlier, then subtly change it to reflect them and get them aroused

>>37632493
>> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)
and then they think we're Satan or some other demon and scream so that the whole neighborhood and grandpa hears it

>>37632466
Just give him some prune juice old people love that shit and it keeps them occupied afterwards

>>37632493
>yeah, sure, praise Jesus! (Take off the cap)

>>37632493
> Jesus isn't real, let me show you a true god (take off the cap)
Give a little intro into "we are the son of such and such", and provide proof by way of our command over them.

>>37632538
Well, as long as we're ready with the horn magic we should be okay.

>>37632538
A conceivable scenario, but this quest has porn logic. We'll be fine.

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>>37632493
>Showing a pair of confirmed Jesus freaks that you have a pair of goat horns growing out of you forehead.

>>37632558
its too early in the damn morning to shadowrun anon

>>37632538
nah we can just bullshit about how Jesus saved us and they are the result

>>37632558
Just be thankful that no one has started yelling and screaming about security cameras.

>>37632574
Well OP did warn us about security cameras and other surveillance devices specifically

>>37632585
>security cameras
>at home

Uhh

>>37632597

>implying we've only been doing stuff at home

My public spaces fetish has gotten a hell of a workout from this quest.

>>37632597
No I got your original point, we're not at threat of such things here, but I was explaining why people have kicked up shit about them before.

>>37632585
Speaking of which we should buy some and monitor the thyrsus.

>>37632655
I think it's that hipster girl who was here before for the truth or dare, remember how odd she was acting, she was probably the person who saw us handmaiden Kiri.

Man I ain't happy about that line. Should be smoother.

>>37632679
the "jesus ain't real" line? yeah, needs to be less obnoxious and blatant but I can't come up with a decent write-in

>>37632691
there's no real smooth way to denounce someone's god as false and say you are one.

>>37632699
well sure there is, you can just not outright say "you bitches your god ain't exist for shit" and instead open their minds to the possibility of other things of that nature existing

>>37632699
We could open up with "having something to confide" and show them the horns and continue from there, talking about being a god of sex and showing them what's what. They'll abandon Jesus all the same, of course.

I took my guitar off and set it down. Took a seat on the table. Brooke settled next to Rebecca on the couch. They leaned forward expectantly, waiting for my reply.

"Jesus?" I said it with a bit of a scoff, "Sorry, this was fun and all but I don't think Jesus is real."

Rebecca's expression turned suddenly sharp. "What?" she said.

"I mean, think about it," I said, "A virgin birth? Nah, I figure Mary was just some teenage girl who slept with some random guy. Got knocked up. So her parents married her off with the first idiot that came along. Eight months later, Christ was born. Man, I hope Joseph was nailing that pussy if he had to marry some slut having a kid that wasn't his. Or he'd be pretty damn pathetic." Both of them were just gaping at me, like I'd slapped them full in the face and they couldn't handle it. "You think if Jesus was real, he was a virgin? Nah, he was probably pounding Mary Magdalene's cunt. Bitch even has the same name as his mom. Probably into freaky shit. Probably had all the disciples run a train on her. But they're all bullshit anyway. None of them are real."

"You are- you are- you are-," Rebecca stammered, face going red. Too angry for words.

"It's not like gods aren't real though," I said, and pulled off my cap, shook out my hair.

"Devil!" Rebecca looked at me with horror.

"Satan!" Brooke held up her cross.

I laughed. Jesus Christ, they were massive Christ-fags.

"Nah," I said, holding up a hand, "It's not like that. Jesus might be fake, but I'm the real deal. A Greek God, son of one anyway. You guys ever hear of satyrs?"

"Myths, myths, just dumb pagan stories," Rebecca was backed up the couch, eyes transfixed on me.

"That would be Christianity, Rebecca, this is real," I dipped my horns forward, "Flesh and blood. A satyr, a spirit of sex and good times. I showed you a little of who you really are tonight, and believe me it ain't Christian."

Brooke reached out a shivering hand. "This is a prank, a dumb prank," she said, "And I'll pull these glued on horns off, you liar." She grabbed the horn and I couldn't help but smile as a rush of pleasure and energy flowed through me. Brooke gave a quivering moan, her body shuddering as her fingers wrapped around the horn, my power flooding through her.

"In your hearts you never thought any of that was real anyway," I said, pushing forward with my horns, "Did you Brooke?" Her grip tightened on the horn, her body squirming as my power filled her.

"I-I don't know," she said, lips trembling, tears prickling in her eyes, "I just wanted friends. I wanted to be special."

"What do you really want? Be honest," I said.

She leaned forward, letting go off my horns and grabbing herself. "I want to..." she shook, face scrunched up like she might cry, "I want to fuck." She groped her breasts and pushed her skirt up between her legs. She was all gushin'. "I want to fuck. So bad."

"Brooke," Rebecca looked at her friend with sheer bewilderment, then looked back at me with horror. "You are a devil."

I shrugged. "Whatever you want to call me," I said, "But don't act like you're innocent. You know every guy at school is jerking off thinking about you."

"That's disgusting!" she pulled away from me, pushed up so that she was almost sitting on the back of the couch, skirt pulled up to shoe the knee high socks she wore. I grabbed her thrashing hand, leaned on my horns. I showed her something, a vision.

It was a twelve year old kid beating his meat to a photo. Of Rebecca in a white one piece, low neckline and leaning forward to kiss at the camera.

Rebecca gasped. "Charlie!"

He thumbed the plump tits in the photo and groaned.

The vision faded, we were back in my living room. "Your own little brother," I said with a snicker.

Rebecca was blinking, gaping, completely dumb founded, pushing her hair back.

"You two act like you're such high and mighty, pious girls," I said, pushing her over to Brooke, who sat trembling, eyes staring at nothing, "But you're just another pair of bitches like any other. Trying to pump up your egos with a fake religion."

They looked up at me with eyes full of fear and disbelief.

"But I'm real," I said, horns thumping with power as I stood tall over them, their broken faith drawing into me, filling me." You can believe in me. You can believe in that wet cunt between your legs. I can show you some real religion." I was hard, hard and visible in the front of my jeans. It drew the eye.

Brooke whimpered. "Please!" she said, pawing at my leg.

Rebecca was on her knees, looking up at me, panting hard, eyes wide and glistening. Holding on to her dignity but her faith crumbling. I was a god in my own house, how could they deny my divinity? I looked at them, quivering under my gaze, and saw two girls empty and ready to be filled.

> write-in

>>37632775
rip the cross from her neck and french Rebecca hard

make Brooke give a blow job

finish with reverse spit roast

>>37632775
>>37632788
This, but make them swap over so they both get a taste.

And then after the reverse spitroast, we lay them on top of each other and have them make out while we alternate between fucking them.

>>37632776
pff, women love to be dominated.
We do not persuade with petty worlds, we impose.

>>37632775
make them kiss

>>37632775
Ask Brooke spread her legs and get ready to truly touch the divine. Fill her cunt with your seed and let her experience the joy of creating new life within her.

>>37632804
we persuade them with our dick, which we should whip out and let them worship.

>>37632775
Have Brooke blow us, while we make out with Rebecca and strip her, then have them swap out, while we strip and make out with Brooke Rebecca can blow us, then they can give us a double BJ before the real fun starts

>>37632775
Expose ourselves, and teach them to worship our cock.

Be back in a sec.

>>37632775
Lap duty, both of them. Best takes a seat.

>>37632775
TAKE THEM TO OUR ROOM. Kick the mexican bitch out, put her on old man watching duty. He is a liability if we stay down here.

>>37632799
why alternate when we cangrow another dick ?

>>37632929
no thanks, we can stick to just one right now, our hands can occupy the other girl

>>37632759
Man it's weird to see a guy use Jesus Christ after he just admitted he doesn't think Jesus was real

Also get them both to suck Danny's dick while kissing each other I guess

>>37632956
I take the lords name in vein all the time as a cuss, but I don't believe in him, just the phrases got ingrained into me.

>making Kiri hot
Text her so she knows her ass better be ready for communion next time

How are we so dead certain other shit doesn't exist? Didn't the Greeks have a shrine for unknown gods? I know QM confirmed no other pantheons exists because muh shadowruns (yeah that helped) and muh fetish, but man this smacks of hubris. When is the QM going to push Danny's shit in?

>>37633067
when we vote to get pegged I guess

>>37633067
>but man this smacks of hubris
How? The other pantheons don't exist flat out. This has been said IC and OOC after OP retconned them in the beginning.

>>37633104
Where was it said in character?

>>37633121
I'm pretty sure when Silenius was talking about that stuff.

>>37633067
Actually at first there were going to be multiple pantheons about, but the qm decided against it.

>>37633129
I don't recall Silenius saying anything like that, juust the opposite with his confirmation of the others which he never elaborated on.

>>37633143
Yeah, for very good reasons, if other pantheons were included, shit would get crazy real fast and in about 4 days time the planet wouldn't exist anymore.

I grabbed Rachel by the throat and she glared up at me while Brooke worked off the button, then the zip of my jeans. I came out hard and ready.

"Oh god," Brooke trembled the words. She had a look of horny misery on her face, hands to her mouth at the sight of my long hard cock. She grabbed it with both hands like she was praying and jerked it back.

Rachel kept her eyes on me, nostrils flaring. My hand reached down, grabbed the cross that hung from her neck. A simple pull broke the chain, though Rebecca gave a slight gasp, eyes down to see the cross come off her. I grabbed her again by the throat and pulled her up, off her feet. My hand slid to the back of her head as I pulled her close.

Her mouth only resisted a second as my tongue opened up those soft lips. She met it with an angry, forceful tongue that flicked fast against mine. I slid my tongue down her mouth and throat and she moaned, her own tongue pushing hard into mine, massaging against it.

Brooke pulled my skin back, brought her mouth up to the tip of my cock, and slid it between her lips. A gulp as she drew it down, then drew her head back with a wet lip smack. She pulled it in again, clumsy but eager. She grabbed the cross from around her neck with one hand and pulled it off with a *snap*, then lowered it down, pushed it under her skirt, still keeping one hand on my cock as her mouth moved back and forth with wet swallows.

She pushed the metal cross around her panties. Pushed it in. Gave a hot gasp around my meat. Worked it with a stunning speed, the little cross flashing in and out of her pink wet slit.

I grabbed Rebecca's plump but lifted ass, pushed my hand between those nice cheeks through the skirt. Her leg hitched by instinct. I pulled the skirt up a handful at a time, saw what she was wearing under it. A thin white g-string. I grabbed the bare flesh of her ass, two thick fingers running along that deep valley. My finger tips brushing wetness as they ran down to the barely hidden cunt.

I pulled out of Rebecca's mouth, leaving a trail of drool hanging between us. She still glared hard at me, hot with hate. I reached a hand down, ripped her blouse open, every button. A tight belly, and two plump tits above it held up by a blue and white lace bra. I plucked that off as well, so that those tits bounced free, dark pink nipples hard on that ever so slightly golden brown skin.

I pulled her in for another hard kiss, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall until she was in nothing but shoes, white knee highs and a white g-string. Then I ripped that g straight off her pussy.

"You're evil," she snarled at me, but she grabbed my cock, ignoring Brooke's work, and started jerking me into her friend's mouth.

I clicked my fingers and Brooke stood up as Rebecca fell to her knees.

Sweet, heart shaped face Rebecca took my head into my mouth and jerked it angrily and fast, tongue rolling around my head.

Brooke didn't take much urging to rip off her clothes, hands attacking the buttons, the latches, trying to kiss my while she did it until her tight little gymnast body stood bare. Small tits with hard brown nipples, but a perky high ass that filled my hands. She went up to tip-toe to kiss me, hands grabbing my horns, her hot little tongue sliding against mine. I gripped that ass tight in both hands and she flexed against me, muscly little body slick with sweat.

I pushed her down so that they were together. Rebecca came off my dick, still jerking it hard.

"Is this what you want?" she asked in a hot snarling voice. She reached over and grabbed Brooke, pulled her in for a hard, lip biting kiss. They ignored me for each other and just kissed each other, hands grabbing at each other's bare skin.

Then they came together on my cock, sliding it between their lips from tip to shaft, meeting at a kiss when they did.

"What do you want?" I asked.

Rebecca pulled out of the kiss and gave a bitter giggle, fluttering her eyes. "What do you think?" she asked, tongue swirling around the head of my cock, "I want your big -fucking- dick to pound the Jesus out of me." And then she closed her mouth over the head.

Sucked it deep.

"Fuck my pussy, please fuck my pussy," Brooke said, face all bunched up and pouting, lowering her head to take my balls in her mouth. She took them in with a wet pop, and pulled them back with her lips, sucking.

> what next?

>>37633199
reverse spit roast

>>37633209
Who is on the cock first?

>>37633199
Kill ourselves by choking on our own engorged dick

>>37633199
lay down and have Brooke lower herself onto our cock, then eat out Rebecca while the girls kiss each other, then when Rebecca is desperate enough and begs for it, they can swap places

>>37633219
Rebecca. Make the more eager one squirm a bit more.

>>37633219
becky

>>37633199
> what next?
Fuck the Jesus out them, then replace it with your own divine seed in their hot bodies

>>37633199
reverse spit roast
Brookie first, she is accepted us first

>>37633199
Murder the priest, then fuck his granddaughter over his cooling corpse while declaring iurselves Edgelord McCool Dick

>>37633219
>Brooke

>>37633199
Get whiskey. Time to maenad them. Easy one first for power boost.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Okay, 1d2

1 is Brooke starts
2 is Rebecca starts

>>37633219
rebecca, have brooke ride one of our horns at the same time

I'm nodding off so I'm calling it a night here

thanks for running, I hope they don't give you some bullshit

>>37631537
>Danny can't recognize an egg vibe
I guess he's not a fan of chinese cartoon book porn.

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>>37633308
>ride one of our horns

>>37633308
/d/ please.

So when we servant Rebecca, we should make sure that when she fucks that jock douchebag who was trying to flirt with her before that she lets him know just how poorly he measures up next to Danny.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

I pushed the girls off my cock, settle down on the table and lay down on my back.

My dick stands tall like a fuckin' mountain, wet from eager mouths and ready for some hot slice of Christian cunt. Yearning for it. The girls both stood in its shadow, naked except for shoes and socks, the size of it giving them a second of pause. I grinned at the girls, at Rebecca still trying to play defiant, at the way Brooke squirmed for my dick, hands rubbing her wet cunt.

"Time to mount the horse Brookie," I said, gesturing to my cock.

She walked up with that gymnast poise, came to stand above it.

"Okay," she said, "Okay, okay." She took a breath, took it by hand to steady it. My hands grabbed her slim thighs. She hovered over the thick ramrod, both lips quivering, lowering it slow.

My grip hardened and I pulled her down. Her chin shot up, eyes closed, mouth open with lips twitching in a silent cry that came into a long gasp. By cock slammed through her hymen like it was barely there. I had to get her going manually at first, rolling her hips with my hands, pumping up into her. But life returned to her and soon she was meeting my thrusts enthusiastically, hands spreading up and down my hard flat belly.

She looked at me with eyes wide, mouth opening and closing with sudden gasps, blinking. She looked like a moron with my dick filling up her cunt.

"Come here," I said to Rebecca, "Sit on my face, give me that puss."

She strode over with that high bitch stride, flicking her hair back with disgust. "You're pathetic," she said. She stretched her legs out and had her wet pussy over my mouth. She lowered it, and my tongue, my mouth, reached out. I licked up, swirling around the walls of her pink cunt. She reached over and grabbed my hair, giving angry little moans.

"You eat that up," she snapped. I felt her thighs quivering. "Eat it up you god damn loser." She gave a snarling gasp, pressed a hand to her lips as my tongue swirled inside her dripping cunt.

Brooke bounced on my cock like it was her favorite toy. "Oh my gosh," she said, "Oh my gosh!" She bounced down onto my balls, chanting 'oh my gosh', that pert tight butt springing off them. Up the length and down with a speed that surprised me. Stopping only to give out a sudden jutter as a hot/cold flash swept through her. "Jesus Christ!" she said as the orgasm carried through her body, palm to her forehead. Her fingers dug into my stomach.

Rebecca gave a soft little orgasm of her own. She pulled Brooke forward and kissed her softly, a little whimper in her throat.

I pulled my tongue out with a schlick, pushed Rebecca off my mouth.

> what next?
> prep them for maenading?

>>37633517
>> prep them for maenading?
Do It!

>>37633517
>prep them for maenading

>>37633517
>> prep them for maenading?

>>37633517
>> what next?
Have them swap places so Rebecca can experience a real god.

We can maenad them after that.

Inb4 grandad wakes up

>>37633517
> what next?
carry on, swap places

>>37633517
> prep them for maenading?
servant or handmaiden?

>>37633517
Push Rebecca on top of Brooke, and fuck Rebecca, She was begging for our dick, so give it to her.

>>37633517
Break Rebecca over our cock

>>37633517
> prep them for maenading?
Is there any way they can be inducted at the same time, make them spiritual twins?

>>37633517
>>37633597
This

Let's get them both begging for it, then we can servant them

>>37633629
probably by fucking both of them at the same time while we do it, why does everyone want to rush this and not fuck Rebecca?

>>37633593
Actually, scratch that, have Reb bring the stuff, but then have her switch places with Brooke, we need to spend some more time before we begin the process.
Also, how are we doing this? It seems Reb is more the leading type than Brooke, and it'd be a good idea to have a Handmaiden in the church, but it might be better to use Beth(? the chick who rejected us) for that.
Or if there's some hot nun in the local church, she could be a good handmaid candidate as well.
>>37633629
They're not that close, I don't think it's really appropriate or that hot right now.
Maybe if we eventually get actual identical twins we could try it, but I don't see why we should do it with them.

>>37633593
I'd rather do them both at the same time, as we're fucking both of them together on top of each other.

>>37633595
IIRC we were planning on servanting them, but its been a while since the last thread.

>>37633640
>why does everyone want to rush this and not fuck Rebecca?
dunno, maybe they fear the maenading prompt will disappear or something.

>>37633640
They probably don't realize voting to maenad them now will make us rush Reb's turn.

>>37633647
>Actually, scratch that
So delete your first vote.

>>37633517
>>37633597
This.

>>37633673
They're fucking retards. Think people, we want to Maenad both of them, so lets properly fuck both of them first.

>>37633674
I didn't do it because it contained some ideas, but okay I guess, since those are in my more recent post anyway.

>>37633595
>servant or handmaiden?
Servant. We don't have the juice to handmaiden them, and doing 'perverted' acts like sluttifying stuck up girls, incest, etc gives us more power. I haven't actually read through enough of the current thread to say if I have a fondness for either of them to make one a handmaiden.

>>37633695
We'll save Bethany for becoming a Handmaiden, but I'm pretty sure we set out to make these two bitches into Servants.

>>37633517
Fuck Rebecca. She's obviously got stromger will. I think she'd make the better handmaiden.

>>37633640
>why does everyone want to rush this and not fuck Rebecca?
The whole process needs fucking, I believe.

Both of them, Servants. They can play the innocent schoolgirls and lure in horny guys like flies.

Hell, send them to subvert their whole fucking congregation. Fuck their pastor, fuck the elders, turn the entire church into the United Unrepentantly-Unreformed Church of Sucking Danny's Goat-cock

>>37633733
but we haven't fucked Becca yet, and you're all jumping to Maenad them when we've barely got her warmed up.

>>37633736
Can servants do that?

>>37633517
>Get them to swap places, then grab our booze and our Thyrsus, then alternate fucking them on top of each other and Maenad them both as we come and make them come.

>>37633736
>>37633787
By which I mean, subvert them to our command. Obviously they can be sluts regardless.

>>37633787
>Can servants do that?
No. They are batteries. Only Handmaidens can minion folk.

>>37633787
Probably not bright enough. One servat one priestess might be best for that.

>>37633787
>>37633807

IIRC their job is to get us power by fucking people.

Churchgoers are nominally people. People who, judging by the girls' reactions, are probably extremely repressed. The girls can fuck them.

> I mean subvert them to our command

Maybe not put them our magical control directly, but they can certainly open the eyes of select members (huehue) to the benefits of Danny-Worship. We can put in appearance at a later date to cement our control.

I staggered over to the kitchen and got a bottle of Southern Comfort. Staggering back, I placed the bottle next to the thyrsus.

I looked at the two girls through hooded eyes, and took a seat on the couch. I took a pull of good ol' sweet Comfort, put it back down on the floor.

"You're turn," I told Rebecca, patting my lap with a grin. My dick was still hard and eager. "Ready to have a real religious experience?"

She came up and stood over me, glaring down. Such an arrogant little act, nostrils flaring as she looked over my cock. She put a knee either side of my lap, hands on my shoulders. I brushed her wet lips with my head. She closed her eyes. Lowered herself down, down down...

*pop*

"Uhhh," she moaned as her cherry was taken, neck stretching out, jaw set forward.

I pushed deep, deep, deep until I couldn't go any deeper. Rebecca's face was all twitching, eyes flickering as her fingers dug into my shoulder. I grabbed that nice plump ass with one hand, the other I put under her mound, found that little nub and rolled.

"Oh Jesus!" her hand came up to her mouth, up and down, slow at first. I pinched her clit between two fingers and shook it lightly, putting a giddy buck in her hips. She picked up the pace, given pleasant little sounds. Writhing on her knees in my lap. Her hand slid to her breast and she pulled at one of her nipples, giving grudging sounds of delight.

That's when I started to thrust back too.

Rebecca's eyes slowly widened as I brought my cock up, and her pleasant little sounds became full throat calls.

"Oh," she tossed her head aside, but I grabbed her chin, made her look at me. That arrogant bitch act was melting away as her eyes became wide little girl eyes. I hammered my cock up so she really bounced, her tits jostling up and down. Faster 'til they were shining with sweat.

>>37633810
So we make Rebecca a handmaiden and Brooke a servant? Seem the most effective thing to me.

>>37633787
We can have them bring someone in a leaidng position over who we can convert to a Handmaid.

She bit her lip hard to try and hold it in, but the hammer knocked up hard and she let it out in a long breath. "Jesus!" she said in a high plaintive voice, eyes rolling to the back of her head, smile stretching out.

That was her done.

"Brooke," I had the little gymnast come stand over me on the couch. Her little slit lowered on my mouth. I got my tongue to working, peeling open that sticky little canal, tongue lapping up her juices, the slight taste of blood. Brooke moaned openly, hands pulling at my horns as I worked her eager little slit that she rubbed against my mouth.

I reach for Rebecca and pulled her forward, her face into Brooke's ass. Her chin touched mine as I felt Brooke tremble. Rebecca's tongue eagerly eating into her ass. Two tongues working viciously in both holes. Brooke was a squealing mess.

"Oh my fucking god!" she belted out, hot juice flushing into my mouth.

I pushed Rebecca off my dick, and pulled Brooke onto it. She gave an almost cat like yowl as my dick buried itself back into her tight cunt. She began to ride it hard and fast, grabbing my horns as she went, hot happy pants from her mouth.

I pushed the staff into her hand as she came down on my dick and it exploded with a gush of honey. I took the Southern Comfort in hand, poured it over her face, over her sweet little tits. She licked up the honey, clutching the staff tight to her little chest.

> servant
> hand maiden

>>37633829
Eh, being slutty is all well and good, but it's a possible liability. I want them to play the good Christians as carefully as possible. If we servant them we should have them instead focus on making friend with girls and inviting them over for prayer.

>>37633855
We already know that someone we want to handmaiden for a leadership position of these bitches, Bethany... Does no one remember the fucking plan?

>>37633860
> servant

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>>37633860
> servant
It is time.

>>37633847
Bethany is also a member of the church.

>>37633860
>servant

>>37633860
Servant

>>37633847
Agreed.

>>37633855
Not worth the risk in my opinion. From what I've read servats are pretty dim.

>>37633860
> servant

>>37633847
That's Bethanies job, we're going to handmaiden her.

>>37633884
I dunno, our sisters little friend seemed competent enough. No less so than before at least.

>>37633860
Servant

>>37633860
>> servant

>>37633895
We made her a handmaiden...

>>37633895
She's not a servant so that'd be why.

>>37633861
>If we servant them we should have them instead focus on making friend with girls and inviting them over for prayer.
That is what we planned from the beginning.

We planned to servant these two, get them to open up their group of friends and then help us break Bethany, who we would then turn into our handmaiden.

>>37633860
> servant

>>37633895
she's a handmaiden. One our mythic bro disproves of...

>>37633905
>>37633909
>>37633928
Oh, completely misread it then. Who did we servant? Anyone?

>>37633873
Are we sure she's a strong enough social/political entity to help us regarding the church?
Can Handmaids boss around Servants a bit, telling them not to fuck someone just yet?
>>37633928
And I agree with our mythic bro, she did not deserve being a Handmaid, she was born to be a Servant, a total slut with no self respect.
I really hope we can make her a Servant later on.

>>37633944
No one so far, this is our first, we're also planning on servanting the shop clerks we've fucked.

>>37633949
>Are we sure she's a strong enough social/political entity to help us regarding the church?
Have you seriously not been reading this quest? She's the queen of the school, the head of the cheerleading christians, bff's with these two.

>>37633965
Well yeah, but I'm hoping she's also influential in the church itself.
Maybe later we could Handmiad a cute Christmas Cake nun or something, maybe in a different church or something.

>>37633980
> Christmas Cake
It occurs to me that I have no idea how that term came to be.

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>>37633980
She's probably influential among the high school kids there.

I approve of christmas cake nun, but we need to get our power up first.

>>37634013
in japan unmarried women over 25 are considered past their used by date in the dating scene, and christmas cakes expire after christmas, december 25th, so christmas cake is an above 25 woman not in a relationship

>>37634030
yes

>>37634013
It's a Japanese thing.
They have a tradition of buying a cake for Christmas, and it refers to single(possibly virgin) women in older than 24.
Such a woman is generally considered "beyond her expiration date" because they haven't been married yet, and Christmas cakes are to be eaten before Dec. 25th, because that's their expiration date.

>>37634030
>>37634045
That's cold.

"I dub thee maenad!" I said, voice like shattered glass as I pounded up into her.

Brooke's eyes flashed for a second, wide as they could get. Flashed with a light as her whole body spasmed. She fell against my chest, bucking hard against my cock, tight little ass coming up and down like a machine, hands useless as they clutched my staff. I rolled her off and she shook on the bed, pumping out a gush of hot cum, legs twitching.

I'd never made a servant before, and watched curiously as Brooke's senses came back to her. Her shuddering subsided, and she curled around my staff like a cat, a long narrow smile on her face.

Her entire body, every little muscle glistened with sweat.

She looked up at me almost shyly behind a curtain of black hair, blushing and flushed.

She came up on her knees, stretched out to offer me back my thyrsus.

"My God," she said, her voice hot, her lips parted in a pant in front of my cock.

I took my staff off her and she immediately fell on my cock. Hands wrapping around it, mouth running over it. She polished it up and down with hands and mouth, ringing the balls with one hand as she worked the shaft. This wasn't the same clumsy girl with her awkward but earnest blowjob. She worked my dick like it was a massage and she was a masseuse. She ran her tight little breasts over it.

I pushed her off and she looked up at me with the happiest smile I'd ever seen.

"Brooke," Rebecca looked at her friend with eyes wide. Brooke looked back, again almost shyly.

"Rebecca, I feel incredible," she said, "It all makes sense now. Everything." She grabbed her pussy, closed her eyes and rubbed it. "I'm a vessel that needs to be filled." She worked her fingers. "I'm a hot wet cunt. I'm your cunt." She looked up at me. "My God. Master, thank you!" She leaped upon me, kissed my navel, hungry hot little mouth eager for more.

I pushed her off and looked at Rebecca. She had her thighs closed, a hand in between them, eyes on her friend.

> servant
> hand maiden

>>37634065
> servant

They can explore the wonders of magical sluthood together.

>>37634065
> servant

>>37634065
>> hand maiden

>>37634065
> servant

>>37634065
>servant

>>37634065
> servant

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>>37634065
>> servant
We will eventually have our own dance team...

>>37634065
> hand maiden

>>37634065
> hand maiden

>>37634065
>hand maiden
She can keep an eye on Brooke and I like her arrogant female act

>>37634065
> servant
Better damn well make clear that they are to keep up the good girl act. I they'll have trouble with it anyway though.

>>37634088
>>37634112
>>37634121
Nah, we handmaiden Rebecca and make her bind her grandpa to us :P

>>37634065
>> servant

>>37634065
> hand maiden

>>37634136
> :P
Now I just feel inclined to oppose your plan on principle.

>>37634065
> servant

>>37634136
Brooke is already servanted. We're voting for Rebecca right now.

>>37634065
> servant
Stick to the plan.

>>37634065
> servant

>>37634063

No colder than the slurs cooked up for the male half of the materialist Japanese culture that apparently grips the country these days.

>>37634063
>>37634208
and yet generally on 4chan it's considered a good thing, because who doesn't want to fuck a christmas cake?

>>37634218
It's the MILF type woman without the child

>>37634208
I have no idea as to what those are.

>>37634218
Considering they're in my age bracket I would very much like to fuck a christmas cake. Infact that will be my mission. In the next year or so I will fly to Japan and I will seek out those cakes of Christmas.

>>37634233
though usually a fair bit less experienced than a MILF, so you get the sexy shyness of a teen with the body of a young MILF that has no kids

>>37634236
Good luck anon, hope you aren't black or they'll call the police the moment you start talking to one of their women.

>>37634233
Eh, women don't go milf just because they turned 25.

>>37634251
they do in japan.

>>37634135
Actually, change my vote here to handmaiden.

So, after we handle these girls, what next?
Greg Hunt?
Get Peggy involved?
Collect our power from Ellie and Alma first?

>>37634250
No worries. I'm a white guy.

>>37634250
>>37634236
Japan greatest weakness is getting NTR by dirty gaijin cocks.

>>37634279
Handmaiden Andrea.

>>37634065
> servant

>>37634285
I thought it was radiation.

>>37634279
Collect our power from Ellie and Alma, then go handmaiden Peggy.

After that, we either make some more progress with the reporter cougar, go servant the storeclerks, or go after and handmaiden Bethany.

>>37634297
We don't need to handmaiden every girl, though if we have some excess power that might be a decent idea.

>>37634279
more girls, more power.
heal Marta.

>>37634319
Peggy is a solid handmaiden. Andrea considering how close she is to us should probably be a handmaiden as well. But I agree that Peggy takes priority.

>>37634305

Two bombs gave us anime. What could two more give us...?

>>37634279
Ellie and Alma don't collect power.
We still have to Handmaiden Andrea and Peggy sometime.
Also, you guys really fucked up by reacting aggressively to Greg. As you can see, he's somewhat powerful and would make a good addition to our team, and he's also a relative, and kinslaying is frowned upon.
I'm not sure we can get him on our side by just throwing girls at him at this point.
>>37634319
If we Handmaiden Andrea, she can get the Latin kings in our court, maybe with some help from a servant'd/normal store clerk from last time.

>>37634332
Yeah we need to servant the storeclerks and random sluts, get some power and help Marta out.

>>37634337
>Also, you guys really fucked up by reacting aggressively to Greg
Gee tell us something we don't know captain fucking slow and obvious.

>and would make a good addition to our team
no he wouldn't, he's been an enemy since the beginning, there was never ever a chance of him being on 'our team', and we wouldn't want him to be on our team.

>>37634337
>kinslaying is frowned upon.
So? Doesn't mean we can't break his legs and make sure he never walks again.

>>37634279
if i remember correctly we have some girl scouts to maenad, but we need to meanad Peggy as well

>>37634337
>Also, you guys really fucked up by reacting aggressively to Greg. As you can see, he's somewhat powerful and would make a good addition to our team, and he's also a relative, and kinslaying is frowned upon.
Jesus fucking christ you're slow. Did you only just start reading this? Also fucking lol at the thought of trying to wing over Greg to our side.

>I'm not sure we can get him on our side by just throwing girls at him at this point.
Why the flying fuck would we ever want to do that?

>>37634378
And the storeclerks, and Joan and the other sluts in the swim team.

We also need to check in with Graham and make sure everything between him and Teach is fine and that Ellie didn't cause any damage to their relationship.

I pulled her close and kissed her hard. Rebecca squirmed only a little against my grip. I turned, pushed her down onto the couch so that she was on her knees, grabbing the back of the sofa, that plump butt raised up for me. She looked over her shoulder at me, and I grabbed that ass of hers, pulled it up, and pushed my cock into her wet cunt.

"You got a nice cunt Becky," I said.

"M-my daddy calls me Becky," she said, thrusting back against my cock, eyes rolling in her head.

"Well I'm going to call you that from now on, okay?" I said, slapping her ass.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, leaving fluttering whites. "Yes Daddy," she moaned.

She moaned against every thrust, pushed forward hard so her breasts pressed against the head of the couch, arms stretched out in front. Sometimes moaning 'daddy'. I thrust hard and fast and her feet rose up, her hips bucked. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back to get a look at that moaning idiot expression she wore, eyes fluttering up at me.

She was just another bitch when my cock was deep in her.

I put the staff in her grasping fingers and she clutched it between her plump tits, rubbed it like it was a dick itself. Honey bloomed down the cone and she sucked on the head.

I took the bottle of Comfort and poured it over her face, through her hair, and down her back and between her ass cheeks.

"I dub thee maenad," I intoned in that broken voice.

Rebecca's eyes stretched wide, her mouth stretched open. She reached back and grab me, pumped against me.

"Fuck me," she moaned, "Fuck my God. Fucking Jesus!"

She pulled off me and I saw her squirt hard, collapse into a sweaty heap, almost bowing into herself. Drool running from a hanging tongue. She slobbered it up, wiped it on her mouth as she came upon the cushions.

>>37634369
You're retarded.
Silenius told us it'd be a good idea to recruit him.
And he's a demigod, he 100% has some useful powers that would help against our enemies.
Don't forget that he is hunted by them as well, it'd benefit us both to work together.
>>37634381
No I'm not new, this is not my first time saying this in the quest, I just like to give it emphasis by repeating it.
See above for why we want to do that.

>>37634381
Well, I mean, he's family. He's a psycopathic little shit, but better to have him on our side as an ally against the Others then spurn him and have the little shit join up with them

>>37634378
>if i remember correctly we have some girl scouts to maenad
Pool sleepover
>but we need to meanad Peggy as well
she'll probably take some private time

"Christ," she said, and looked up at me with eyes that looked like they were thrumming. Then she smiled an empty headed smile, a bright happy grin. Shook her head. "No. Danny. My God Danny," and she reached out for my cock. "My God Cock," she said as she slobbered over the head of my dick, running it up and down with her hands.

"Rebecca!" Brooke looked like she might cry from joy.

"Thank you," Rebecca said smiling up at me, "I'm so sorry for doubting you. Oh my God." She jerked me against her breasts.

Brooke bounced down next to her. They took my cock in hand and began to work it, massage it, together.

"Give it to me," Brooke begged, pumping it.

"No, me, me!" Becky insisted, pulling it over to her mouth, her tits.

I groaned.

> come on Rebecca
> come on Brooke
> something else