We discussed normal married things checking on each other’s days and such, when she told me she had gotten a text from Mark.“He wants to come over...on Saturday,” She said.“Ok, do you want to see him? I asked.“I do,” She replied as she crossed her legs.I reached out and touched her right leg that was resting on her left knee. They were a shade above the stubble stage. The last time she shaved was by me in the shower, ten days ago before Mark arrived. Regardless of the shadow they felt. I then lubed up the plug and slowly, and with a certain amount of difficulty, inserted the chrome plug. The tip went in but only till about the half-way point. I had to force myself to relax and even push back a bit. My ring spread more and more and just about the time that I was going to give up, due to the associated pain, my anal ring relaxed just enough and the plug popped in and my anal muscle quickly closed around the neck of this smooth invader. Once I started breathing again, it's the. She stood calmly and surveyed the wreckage in her wake.With a sassy smile, she strode slowly to rejoin me at the table. Her dress was in her hand.There was semen dripping from her chin, her tits and down her thighs.She smiled and sat opposite me.“Well?” she asked.I shrugged and shoved her fresh wineglass toward her. She glanced down at it and smiled.“That was kind,” she said.I shrugged again and toasted her with my whisky. She returned the gesture and calmly folded her dress neatly and placed. We found seats and said our afternoon prayer together. When the prayer was over, Sister Anya stood and said; "The Mother calls you to feast Alison, that you may know the riches of her bounty. Eat hearty and take nourishment for the path which has been laid before you. This shall be your last meal as a child, for after this meal begins the ritual of purification. You shall be taken from here, bathed and dressed in the gown of purity. Then you shall spend an hour of solitary meditation and prayer.