Outside of the Church Pt. 03

'Oh my gosh, thank you, Master!' she said as she realised what it was.

'Sit down.'

She made herself comfortable among the sofa cushions and opened her legs. A pole extended from the machine, and Mr Stanson attached a sizeable dildo to the end of it. Aiming it at Zadie's anus, he switched the device on and watched as the synthetic phallus slowly moved forward and popped inside her. Zadie smiled thankfully at her master and kneaded her own breasts as the thick shaft crept into her bowel.

'You've earnt this,' he said, pinching her excited clit and returning to his chair.

Semen dribbled from her moist pussy and onto the dildo to hitch a ride into her rectum. Mr Stanson toggled a remote control, and the machine whirred at a higher frequency as it picked up the pace. Zadie relaxed into the sofa and let the device bore into her, massaging her innards with mechanical consistency. She sat in silence -- her legs splayed -- and half-listened to the conversation over the noise of the machine, but none of it really concerned her, and she began to feel like a child who had been given a toy by her parent to keep her occupied while the adults spoke.

'Feel free to touch yourself,' said Mr Stanson, apparently noticing her again.

'Thank you, Master,' she said, resting a hand against her smooth mons.

Zadie closed her eyes as she circled her clit, letting her mind drift out of the room and away from the two men. She imagined it was her first master -- Seth -- occupying her bowel, and her juices quickly began to flow again, coating her animated fingers and dripping down to the tirelessly burrowing sex toy, lending it a little more lubrication. She let out a little whimper when the machine's efforts were boosted once again, but she shifted her bottom forward a little to allow the phallic object to vigorously probe the inner reaches of her rectum.

She loved the throbbing sensations she felt deep inside as her innards were rapidly shifted and jostled by the unfeeling machine. Her hand was drenched in her slippery fluids as her excitement peaked, and she let out a trembling groan as she lost control of her spasming body; her anus contracted along with an array of other muscles, gripping the invading object in regular staccato bursts while her pulsating pussy spurted streams of clear liquid across the room, pattering onto the carpet and a glass-topped coffee table.

'You can clean that up later,' said Mr Stanson, toggling the control to curb the machine's enthusiasm.

'I'm sorry, Master,' said Zadie, resting her head back as the glossy dildo glided lethargically inside her.

'Don't be -- it was very entertaining.'

When Donathan finally got up to leave, he went to Zadie and caressed her slick pussy as he leaned in to kiss her mouth. She giggled softly as he pressed her soft breasts together and kissed her rigid nipples.

'You'll enjoy working with him,' said Mr Stanson once Donathan had gone.

'I hope he enjoys working with me!'

Mr Stanson sat and absently fondled her breasts while appearing to do some work on his phone.

'I'm actually expecting another visitor,' he said, eventually. 'He's an old acquaintance of yours.'

'Oh. Can I ask who, Master?'

At that moment, the doorbell rang, and he hurried to answer it. Zadie thought he looked nervous.

Over the gentle whirring of the machine, Zadie recognised the visitor's voice, but she couldn't quite believe her ears. When Master Robert entered the room, she stared at him with her mouth agape and tried to sit upright, but the sex toy hanging out of her anus hindered her effort.

'Don't struggle, Zadie,' said Master Robert.

'I don't understand,' said Zadie, 'why are--'

Master Robert gently but firmly gripped her throat and pushed her back into the cushioned sofa, handling her as though she was a novice of the Secular Church of Acceptance. For a moment, she felt like she was back in the convent -- like she had never left. Holding her down with his hands against her throat and her mons, he appraised her body with his eyes. The dildo continued tunnelling inside her, indifferent to the unexpected reunion.

'You're beautiful as ever,' said Master Robert, taking his time to soak in the view.

'Thank you, Master,' said Zadie -- he was no longer her master, but she couldn't help but yield to his authority and revert to her old habits. The SCoA training had been thorough.

'I don't know if you're aware, Zadie, but I've taken over as Grand Master.'

'I'm happy for you, Grand Master,' she said, relaxing her arms by her sides and spreading her legs wider to allow him unobstructed access to her body.

'I was always sympathetic toward you,' he said, fondling her breasts. 'And I believe the SCoA would be better off with you back in it.'

'I... I don't know what to...'

'I intend to open a new convent.' He moved away from her to accept a glass of whiskey from his host. 'Mr Stanson aspires to become our newest convent master, and he's willing to give his home to the church.' He took a sip. 'He needs a chief servant; I think you could slot right back into the role.'

Zadie had the weird sensation that she was dreaming -- one of those dreams where she was inexplicably naked in a room full of fully clothed strangers. She had never had an arse fucking machine feature in such hallucinations, though.

'So, what do you think?' said Robert after a pause. 'Will you come back to us?'

Zadie struggled to hold back her tears. 'Yes, Grand Master! Yes please!'

'I'm glad to hear that.' He pulled a set of clothes out of his bag. 'We have a new uniform for you -- try it on.'

Zadie sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand before shifting her bottom and letting the oscillating dildo fall out of her anus. She stood and removed her super-cropped hoodie and her crotchless shorts, letting the Grand Master caress her naked body for a moment before slipping into the proffered outfit.

Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks as she stood before the two men in her chief servant uniform.

'Do you like it, Zadie?' said Robert.

Zadie looked down to see that her cropped, zip-through jacket featured a transparent window through which her breasts could be seen. She massaged them, watching her clearly visible nipples move around under the lustrous, satin material. She neatened her hood -- it was important to maintain a smart appearance in the SCoA -- and she twirled on the spot, letting the little skater skirt float up to reveal her vulva and her bottom. Her feet felt at home in the precariously high stilettos.

'I love it, Grand Master,' she said, regaining her composure. 'What about the job I just got, though?'

'I want you to keep that job,' he said, pushing her back onto the sofa and opening her legs. 'You will be our representative there during the day -- Mr Farnworth has agreed to let you wear this uniform.' He fed the dildo back into her anus. 'You wouldn't think so when you look at the place, but lots of key players stay there.'

'Did they give me a special interview then?'

Robert laughed as he extracted his hefty cock from his trousers. 'Actually, no! That is the interview that all their female employees go through.' He stroked his meaty shaft and it bulged like it might burst out of its skin. 'Mr Farnworth wanted to make sure you were the best girl for his business; our cause was only secondary for him.' He climbed on top of her, placing his legs either side of the dildo-ended pole. 'So, that was a genuine achievement for you -- well done.'

Zadie gasped as the Grand Master leaned into her; his girthy shaft pushed into her already wet pussy, sharing her innards with the equally formidable sex toy and stretching both her orifices taut. As his solid penis plunged into her depths -- wrestling with the dildo for space -- he gathered her breasts in his hands and squashed them together under the chest window which glinted in the light.

She tried to maintain a dignified demeanour befitting a chief servant, but she couldn't help but moan softly while her Grand Master teamed up with the synthetic phallus to raid her insides. Her stilettoed heels jerked frantically as he rammed into her, and she kept her body relaxed to dutifully facilitate his enjoyment of her. As the frenzy of movement in her belly reached a climax, Robert grabbed her throat and watched her breasts wobble frenetically.

For the second time that evening, Zadie lost control and wailed as she convulsed, her pussy flooding with her juices just as her Grand Master ejected his own inside her. She shuddered uncontrollably, her genitals squeezing the two shafts, and Robert pinned her down by the throat to control her as he deposited the last of his ejaculate. He didn't let go until she calmed down and her juices stopped gushing from her impaled pussy.

Satisfied, he released her and let his cock flop free. 'I'm glad to have you with us again, Zadie.'

Zadie smiled with genuine joy. 'I'm so happy to serve you, Grand Master.'

When Robert left, Mr Stanson turned off the machine and patted Zadie's smooth mons. 'You can clean up now.'

'Yes, Master.'

'We won't be making this place into a convent for a few months yet, so our arrangement will continue unchanged until then.'

Zadie smiled blissfully as she got to work. She imagined how the place would be transformed when the time came, and she could barely wait to meet all the new novices and acolytes who would flood in. She was going to have renewed purpose and be part of something big again. She would be somebody again.