Maybe a part of her wanted to, but her reaction later demonstrated she was conflicted about it. Since then she had vacillated back and forth between s...curity and panic. I had no idea how to help.John's impatience was growing as we watched her struggled with herself. I had hoped that giving them some time together would help cement their bond, but his tone when he asked about talking with Jules implied he was perfectly willing to make plans without her. I couldn't do that to her, not now.I. I'm making an effort no to clench. That fucking stupid bitch Tracy. So frusterating I reduce myself to this indignaty. After this is over, I'll make her hurt."Ready to get fucked like a little cock slut?" Mistress Bithcaft asks. Like before, I don't answer. Her powerful hand slices the air, cracking against my left ass cheek. I yelp into the pillow."Answer me!" She commands."Yes Mistress!"She doesn't say anything else. She doesn't have to. The dildo, lubricated with only my spit, says. She won't be happy.”“Why wouldn't she be happy?” smiled the High Virgin. “It is such an honor to be chosen. Think of the glory to our Goddess you shall win. You shall rise high in the church's hierarchy. Almost no one reaches the rank of Virgin without journeying on a quest.” I shuddered. Virgins were the senior priestesses, ones who had mastered every art and served Saphique with distinction. Only from the Virgins was a Virgin-Superior elected. And only from the Virgin-Superiors was the High. My stomach was almost churning.Someone was kissing my neck and back. It wasn't Lisa as she was in front of me, facing me, but sleeping. She had been restless too.A hand reached around my middle and grasped me in a gentle hand. The touch was an instant way to wake my sleeping softness, making it fill with blood as it became stone hard. All of the anxiousness over the concert, then having a loving touch, excited me more than I thought would be possible.Julie whispered in my ear, "Let's get up and.