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The Church of the Chosen--Part 3

Date: 11/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

THE CHURCH OF THE CHOSEN—PART 3 Sean finishes his training then he helps Joyce and David in a way he could never have imagined. CHAPTER 6 On and on my training went. I grew proficient in every facet of housecleaning, laundry and ironing, grocery shopping and cooking. I already knew how to manage the yard and lawn. I did everything to the best of my ability even though my ability was sometimes not so great. I worked from sunup to sundown and even later most days. However, Mistress Denise also took good care of me. We made love almost every night. My pay check had long ago been directly deposited into her bank account. She gave me an allowance and I was provided with a credit card for emergencies, and if I used it the emergency had better be real. Despite all I had gone through I had never been happier. Our marriage had never been better. Mistress Denise asked me one night if I knew what it was all about. What was all this Mistress-slave business really about? I thought for a moment before replying, “I believe it’s about how I think about you. Before I asked to be your slave you occupied my thoughts maybe ten…twenty percent of the time. I was concerned mostly about me—my pleasure, my joy, my achievements…my orgasms, my anger and pain. Now you occupy my thoughts all the time, even at work. Although I have to concentrate on other things you come right back into my brain as soon as they pass. I don’t worry about myself any longer. I know that you will take care of me. I only ... worry about you—taking care of you, loving you, and pleasing you. That’s what I think it’s really about.” She made no reply. The following afternoon she announced that we were hiring a maid service. After a few seconds thought I told her, “I thought that was my job, Mistress.” “It was your job, Sean. It’s not your job any longer, and it’s ‘Denise,’ not ‘Mistress Denise.’ Your training is over. What will you do for me?” “Anything, Mistress…everything, Mistress.” “Yes, you will and you will call me Denise. It will not be good for our children to hear you call me ‘Mistress,’ will it? We will have many changes, Sean. Your training is done, but your work continues. It will just be different. Now, let’s go out to dinner. We’re taking Joyce and David out. We’re celebrating—I’m pregnant. You will be a father in six months.” I was thrilled. I fell, sobbing, to her feet, kissing them over and over. “Stand up, Sean so I can kiss you. C’mon now.” I stood unsteadily until she gripped my head in her hands and pulled me down for a long deep and sweet kiss. Her tongue found its way into my mouth, wrapping around mine. I had always known that Denise loved me; now I knew how much—I meant everything to her. My life did change after that—no more collar, no more cock cage, but I was still as much Denise’s slave as I was before. Her controls were inside me. Over the nine months that I had been trained Denise had used those external restraints to control me. That’s what I thought initially, but then I ...