Holy Order of Revisionist Saints Ch. 05

In the end I did all four butt holes, uploaded a full load of sperm into each one. I did take a deep breath and give oral encouragement to each anus before it got my cock. Who knew you could have flavoured lubes, and I never encountered any little bad smelling thingies around or in their back ends. I think they wanted to add their oral delight to each other to recover my deposited loads, but I squashed that activity. Some things just have to remain 'off' the table.

With a good wash up after the last load, after so many other in between washes of my cock, I went another round with each one and deposited a load into their vaginas, where it is meant to go. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy blow jobs and will shoot my semen in mouths or over whatever body part they ask for. I just don't consider bums the right place for me. Now after they got a vagina full each I think they cheated a bit and tongues went to butts as well. I ignored this as I was trying to rest with my eyes closed at the time. This activity was possibly the first time my cock stayed completely limp during clean up time.

The next morning I told the girls I was probably as ready as I can be do help the menfolk. They smiled at me, kissed me, hugged me and told me they loved me. Before we went to breakfast Florence told us she would organise the whole thing.

Chapter 24

Harry and Brian arrived after our morning meal to brief us on the next stage of action. Georgina kept us up to date on most items, but Brian informed that they had broken the next level of the church computer security. They were able to determine that my mother was still a high authority, but she was under siege from her detractors within the central committee. Humans have to gather together with other like minded individuals to form factions. All might agree on the overall idealism, not everyone agrees on how it should be done. Our recent successes in stealing members from the church, even just minor males and children was a blow to their ego.

Additional security measures had been implemented to protect their high probability targets. At least who they thought were most likely to be wanted by us. Sometimes others being paranoid, selfish, self-centred and self important can work in your favour. I almost burst out laughing when we were told that the highest level church members were under 24 hour protective security. They had actually pulled many teams off the streets and from those who were reviewing things like the videos from houses, to beef up their own body guard numbers. What they didn't realise was we had no intention of going after any high value members as yet. Even I knew we were rank amateurs and that COCK had very little additional manpower they could bring in to help us. Just leaving the four here full time that we already have, left them short staffed elsewhere. We were lucky that computer stuff over the internet can be done almost anywhere on the globe, they just needed good internet access at least.

This tightened security around their top people reduced the roving patrols in the suburbs, and meant there was almost no live monitoring of the various household security systems. We would be able to go after the people we wanted to save first. Harry pointed out that we would need to hit multiple locations quickly to get the different family groups we wanted. This might be the only chance to get them in the foreseeable future. These raids would tell the committee that they were wrong and would likely change many measures and our jobs could become a lot more difficult.

Our next targets were my own family members. My father, two brothers and two sisters with their families. Nine adults and ten children in what could be five locations in a short span of time. Harry advised we might only get one day to carry them out. It would also need to be done within a week as there was a groundswell of dissent that church funds were being spent, plus popular programs and projects were being shelved, without any explanation. Seems the higher echelon was not keeping the lower levels in the loop.

I then realised that all the widespread security that had been in place was all done without the general knowledge of church members. Only the top people knew of it, so those people couldn't easily explain why they needed so much more money for things that nobody else knew existed. I'm not certain why, but this knowledge clicked in my brain as important. Hopefully why it was important would come to me sooner rather than later.

I was still thinking about my mother, but we would only try for her if we thought it a relatively low risk strike and there was time to do it. Georgina would be kept busy compiling information on all their activities.

I went back to my immediate problem of helping my wife's male family members. Tamsyn and Florence decided we should begin with Julienne. If something went horribly wrong then Robyn would still be able to look after the children. This was the first time anyone had brought up concerns that we might have problems. I guess it's inevitable that things can go wrong when what you are trying to achieve is new and untried. I'd never considered we might be risking his health, either physical or mental.

We would need a bit more time to plan the complex rescue, which left me with my duty towards Julienne and Robyn. Tonight will be Julienne, and Florence was in overdrive organising things.

At one point just before we started Florence came to me with a long sad face. She was silent to begin with and merely plonked herself on my lap and snuggled in, arranging my arms to where she wanted them. A minute later she whispered to me, "Jules is ready in the spare room next to ours. The entire time I was getting him ready he just watched me with those trusting eyes of his. I saw in them his willingness to obey me and the knowledge I would look after him. I didn't know what love was, or any of what the church referred as the soft and debilitating emotions, until you saved me, but I think I missed out on that in all the time I was married. Don't get me wrong, I could never give you up Will, I love you with all my being. I just feel that I missed something when I was with Julienne. If his masculinity hadn't been so diminished and neutered I think we might have had a serviceable marriage and a relationship built on respect. I could never go back to him even if he became a fully functioning man, all I would see whenever I look at him is the submissive, half person he was."

I wished at times like these that I knew what to say or do, as heart to heart chats always come out of the blue giving me no time to prepare. So I did the only thing I always do in situations like this, I hugged her tightly and said the first things that popped into my head, "I love you Florence. Things will work out, whichever way they do," I then gave a sigh thinking of my obligations, "Anyway, it's time for us to get this done."

She nodded, but still waited a minute before releasing herself from me. I followed her to the bedroom keeping my eyes on her sexy butt as it swayed in front of me. I did happen to notice the ground level of the house was empty of anyone other than myself and my four women, plus Julienne of course. The others were already waiting for me dressed in robes. Not the type seen in cheap thrillers where they do theatrical mystical ceremonies, just the type worn after a shower so you don't have to run around naked or in sleepwear. Marion was first to greet me and held herself tightly to me, soon joined by my other three women. I could see Julienne sitting on the edge of the bed similarly covered in a robe, a manly type in his case. His expression was one of trust and, if I wasn't mistaken, hope.

Disengaging from my lovers I went to stand in front of him and gestured for him to stand. I placed my hands on his shoulders so we could look eye to eye, "Jules, are you sure you want to go through with this. We have no idea what might happen, we just hope we get good results."

A tear fell from his eye before he responded, "Yes Mister Will, I am looking forward to ending the church's hold on me. I realise anything might happen, but to me even death would be preferable to my old life. You have all shown me there is another, better life to live, and I want it. Thank you in advance for trying, in case I can't say it later," there were more tears running down his cheeks as he finished.

I know I almost had tears as well and only just held them back. I had read somewhere on the internet about how real men don't cry, but I wasn't sure why not. Being a new, real, manly man can be confusing at times. Florence took control of her husband, removed his robe and positioned him on the bed facing away from me. She sat in front of him and pulled his head to her shoulder and hugged him. I could almost see him purring as she gently rubbed her fingers across his head. I still didn't like this, and seeing another man's bum prominently displayed was not helping. This was possibly the first time I had seen another male naked without having to turn away as was expected. It was a surprise that he was totally hairless except for the top of his head. I still had a little hair on me, so I guess I expected him to be the same.

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I had my clothing removed by the other women and Sabrina held a pot of jelly type stuff. Tamsyn stood behind me and just kept her arms around me, while Marion applied the jelly to my cock making certain she coaxed me to full hardness. They were, by now, all nude and I was enjoying looking at their female bodies. Marion then kissed me with a passion and encouraged me to feel her body. They must have decided how to stage this as I was led to have my cock touching Jules' anus. I felt myself lose stiffness as this act got closer. The women's planning then went into effect.

Sabrina took on positioning my cock and kissing me, using her other hand to touch me wherever she could reach. Marion and Tamsyn went to the other side of the bed from Florence and Jules and began loving each other. They placed themselves so I could watch. Staged for my benefit, and it worked. Two absolutely gorgeous women, especially if they are my own lovers, being passionate with each other is a sure winner to get me horny. Not counting just how similar their bodies were, or that they were sisters.

My brain sometimes wanders to the strangest of irrelevant thoughts, as it added that they were actually only half sisters. in her former life their mother had been a total slut by intentionally getting pregnant by different strangers. The WHORS really were whores.

In my silly musings Sabrina had kept up her wanking of me and now had a firm grip on my balls. She then pushed me forward, whispering to me as she did.

"Will look at your beautiful wives, your lovers, see how they are together. I bet they wish you were between them so they were making love to you. Oh look at where their fingers are, they have found each other. I'm sure they wish it was your cock in their vaginas instead of their fingers, pushing and plunging into them. Forcing their walls to let your big cock inside."

I am positive that she had rehearsed these things, because as soon as she said the last part I was pushed with a greater force, forcing my cock head entered his anus. God, it was tight. I was caught up in Sabrina's commentary and my vision was fully on the two sisters making love to each other. In the back of my mind I realised what was really happening, but hearing Sabrina whispering her naughty commentary kept my attention away from where my cock really was. I knew she was pushing me in and out, adding more lube as needed. I was fully inside before realising it and my subconscious took over. I may have been fucking a man, but my mind was on fucking my women. Their display in front of me kept me running hot until I reached a climax and shot my load into Julienne. I didn't even hear him making noises throughout my assault on him until afterwards when I could think back on the experience. I think he screamed at the start and only went quiet as I let my cum fly into him.

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As soon as I was done and collapsed on top of Julienne, I was whisked away by Sabrina and Marion to our bedroom. I tried saying how I wanted to see if he was alright, but my words came out garbled, even to my ears. The last I saw was Florence and Tamsyn, back in their gowns, putting Jules in bed and covering him. He was unconscious as far as I could make out. Seconds later I too was in bed, on my back, with two of my lovers cuddled in against me. That was all I knew until the next morning when I opened my eyes to bright sunshine, unable to move. Panic began until the weight on top of me moved. I was held down in place by four naked bodies, and made to feel like a display at the museum. Four sets of eyes were fixed on me, and when I stirred I heard a sigh and a quiet cheer. The next hour was a blur, but I know I shot many loads of cum, and drank an extreme amount of vaginal juices.

We were resting before rising when Florence filled me in, "We have been checking on Jules during the night and he hasn't woken yet. Helen is meant to be arriving today to check on him, although I'm not sure what sort of doctor she is. Her last visit made me wonder if she really had a doctorate like a PhD in English Literature. She could sure talk the talk. We all chuckled at Florence's assertions, secretly hoping she was wrong.

Doctor Helen did arrive mid morning and checked on Jules who was still unconscious, making us worried for him. She took blood samples and prodded and poked at him for a short while before telling us what her thoughts were. I recall her first words, and how we glanced at Florence to see her smirking.

"Well I can tell you the patient is unconscious," I won't bother finishing her diagnosis or prognosis. It wasn't anything startling and her final comments were, "I'll know more after getting the blood test results." We could hear Florence giggling in the background.

The woman left the house without further ado and Tamsyn made her decree, "Tonight we help Robyn. I can't leave him any longer, regardless of what is happening to father. I may not be much a wife to Rob, but he is still my husband and I feel responsible for him. Will, please say you will help him tonight."

I thought about it for a moment, but I made the mistake of looking at my wife and her expression was imploring me to say yes. So I responded, "Yes Tamsyn, we'll help him tonight," I was mobbed by a very happy woman and her mother and sister. Even Sabrina had a smile for me.

I was beginning to notice that Tom and Dick would always be sitting together if we were all in the same room. They had obviously become good friends, although perhaps they had known each other before coming into the house, which is most likely. They did, however, remain aloof from us and only communicating when necessary. It was odd that after being here for a while they had not become much closer to us. The other thing I had trouble understanding was the way Georgina acted towards us. Like the two men she remained separate from us unless at meal times or when we were working together. More often than not I would catch a scowl on her face when she thought nobody would notice. It made me nervous when we had to rely on these people while we were on a raid, and even for our security living in this house. I was caught not knowing who to talk to about it, my experiences were limited to my own upbringing, not how to interact with normal people on an ongoing basis.

That evening we followed very closely to what we had already done, just using a different room. Julienne was still unconscious and we didn't want to risk moving him unnecessarily. We set things in the closest room to make nursing them easier should Rob go the same way.

When I asked him if he still wanted to go through with it he responded without hesitation, "Yes, Mister Will. I know Jules reacted like he did, and even if the same or worse occurs with me I need to change. I need to be a normal person so that I can be a more normal father to my children. They will need me to guide them in life, better than the church-led shell that I am."

It followed a similar process except I could assist Sabrina better in getting me into place. This time though, Tamsyn held her husband while my wife and her mother provided the visual encouragement for me. I even became unconscious myself after finishing. Waking up the following morning with four naked horny women made the whole thing worth it. Today I managed two hours of fun before we had to get out of bed. Rob was still unconscious and remained that way all day.

Late afternoon we were preparing for the big rescue tomorrow when we would attempt to free my father, brothers and sisters, when Tom disturbed us with news. Julienne was awake. We rushed to his bed to see him sitting up with a glass of water, surprised at the intrusion by so many. I hung back with Sabrina as his family members made a fuss of him, glad to see him awake. His grandchildren yelled as they dashed into the room with Georgina following

apologising that they got away from her. It had been her turn to oversee the kids. The two kids jumped onto the bed to snuggle into their grandfather.

Julienne whispered an order to the kids to quieten down so we could all talk, getting a wide eyed look from them, and his wife. Anyone would think this was the first time he had told them to do something, instead of asking. Florence continued explaining he had been out for two days, then asking how he felt.

"I don't feel any different in myself, although I am tired. Possibly the main thing at the moment is that I'm not worried about you being here with me in bed. I know that in the past I would have had to get up and go to you. I am not at all bothered at staying where I am. It's very weird to go against everything I have been taught to do. I know what that was and I just don't feel like doing it."

He then looked at the other people in the room having been surrounded by the three women and children. Brian and Harry had arrived at that opportune time to witness his waking. Julienne saw me and I could see his expression change, his eyes widen as recognition hit him. He then did something I would regret, he clambered from under the sheet that was covering him, onto his hands and knees on the bed facing me. Dropping his head down he said a word that I dreaded to hear, "Master," he raised his head to look at me again and added, "Thank you for saving me Master Will."

I fled the room, racing out the back door to finally stop at the back corner of the yard, prevented by the walls to go any further. In shock I folded into a ball and laid on the ground. I couldn't think, couldn't move. I could think, but only of limited topics. My brain kept going in circles as I tried to come to terms that I had been called Master. It was cute the way the women did it, almost like flirting. Having a man do similar while showing deference, was beyond flirting, and his demeanour as he said it was as serious as could be. I had no way of coping. I even wondered what they would do to me, to us, if they thought this was a sign of me being the centre of a new cult. They might just destroy us while we were at their mercy.

My life had always been doing as I was told. I never had a say in anything until I recently cracked and broke myself out of the control. A few months of self awareness was not enough to prepare me for facing these problems.

My next lucid moment was in my bed with my lovers surrounding me. I could see the dried tears on their faces, swollen red eyes and glum looks. I moved slightly to alleviate a cramp to be besieged by the four of them. I heard happy comments that I was awake and back with them. All I could say was, "I love you," receiving similar comments back coupled with tightening of their hold of me.