Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
“Now this is a success story,” La’ver’na announced. “This is little Sess’ely—she and her three worshippers came to us from JoCosta Prime, which is the home world of our species. Because Sess’ely was an innocent virgin, she was reluctant at first to let her worshippers pleasure her and stimulate her with their tongues and their cocks. As a result, it took some time for her breasts to begin making pleasure drops.”
“It…it did?” Celia asked. Her throat was almost too dry to talk. She couldn’t believe she was watching this—again, it was like a live action porno taking place right in front of them!
“Indeed—she had some silly notion that it was wrong to let her worshippers take her and fill her with their cocks and their seed. Didn’t you, Sess’ely, my love?” La’ver’na asked, addressing the unicorn girl.
The girl, whose name was apparently Sess’ely, finished swallowing and slipped the third goat man’s cock out of her mouth.
“Yes, Priestess,” she said shyly. “Oh…ah!” she added in a moan, since the other two goat men were still thrusting inside her.
“But once she got over that, her nipples turned blue and her breasts started producing the pleasure drops, as they ought to,” the unicorn priestess said.
She pointed and Celia could clearly see that the girl’s nipples were indeed the same bright blue as La’ver’na’s and the other unicorn women they had seen as well.
“Sometimes the Mother Tree’s vibrations are not enough—sometimes you must let your worshippers stimulate you in order to help your pleasure drops come in,” La’ver’na said. She smiled at Sess’ely. “Go on, my dear—keep worshipping the Goddess. Are you enjoying yourself now that you’ve finally allowed your worshippers to service you properly and fill you with their seed?”
“Yes, Priestess.” The girl nodded shyly. “Oh…oh! They…they hardly ever stop servicing me,” she panted as the two goat men still fucking her appeared to speed up their rhythm. “I was…was afraid to let them at first. But it feels so…so good! Ohhhhheeeeeiiiigh!”
The last exclamation had a definite neigh in it and she tossed back her head, making Celia think she might be coming. She saw Hold and Fierce exchange a knowing look—they must be thinking the same thing.
“Well, well—let us leave them to their business, Ger’tha.” La’ver’na remarked and the Guardian of the Recruits drew the curtain closed, leaving the four in semi-privacy.
“Now you know what we like to see—and what it takes to join the Sisterhood of Peace,” La’ver’na remarked. “Allowing your worshippers to service and pleasure you is pleasing to the Goddess. Ger’tha, do show us where our new recruits will be staying.”
Feeling shaken and unsure of what was going to happen next, Celia and Hold and Fierce followed the Guardian of Recruits as she led them to the far corner of the room, which was actually more of a rounded area than a corner. It was surrounded on three sides by curtains—the fourth side being the wall of the tree. Throwing back the end curtain, she revealed a cozy-looking alcove with a big round bed large enough for all three of them to share.
The bed itself seemed to be growing out of the Mother Tree, Celia saw. It looked like someone had carved the bed frame at the same time they hollowed out the room. The mattress looked somewhat lumpy, but when she sat on it, she found it was extremely comfortable. It seemed to be filled with soft, spongy things as big as her hand that were surprisingly firm and supportive under her.
“Do you like the living bed?” La’ver’na asked her as Celia shifted around on it.
“Yes, actually—it’s very nice,” she admitted.
“It is still part of the Mother Tree—as are all our furnishings,” the priestess informed her. “In that way, you can still feel her energy running through you, even as you sleep or pleasure each other.”
“Um, that’s really nice.” Celia wasn’t sure what else to say. Now that La’ver’na had mentioned it, she realized that she did still feel the warm, sexy vibration running through her body as she sat on the bed. It seemed like there was no way to get away from the indirect but intense stimulation. She wished she could find someplace private to get herself off, but she didn’t know if that was possible. Privacy, along with modesty, seemed to be in short supply here in the Sisterhood of Peace.
“Yes, it’s really nice,” Hold said politely, sitting beside Celia on her right. Fierce, sat down on her left but said nothing. The Dark Twin’s shaft was really standing at attention, she couldn’t help noticing. The Mother Tree’s vibrations must be affecting him and Hold too.
“I’m glad you’re happy with your space,” La’ver’na said. “Tomorrow you will be given your work assignments but it’s too late tonight—there isn’t much time until our communal evening meal. Ger’tha will guide you to our meeting area. But until then, may I suggest that you try again to get your pleasure drops flowing. I really cannot overstate their importance—you must be producing them before you can join the Sisterhood.”