Ms Nancy The Church Madame

This is a spinoff of my Mommy's Cuckcake series. You will probably be able to follow this story as a stand-alone, but it will make a lot more sense, and you would have much more background on these characters, if you read the first four chapters of that series first. I really liked the complexity of the Nancy character in that series and wanted to delve deeper into her and her toys.

Warning: There are themes in this series that involve amoral leaders in a church and their misuse of their standing in that church. Furthermore, as in the last series, Nancy and others partake in some dark kinks which may include but may not be limited to watersports, humiliation and degradation. If you have a problem with these themes, please move on. Its fiction, these are not real people, and I like pushing some boundaries in my writing.

The players:

Nancy Jergens-The Madame - 5'4," overweight, with droopy, fat tits that rested on the thick roll of her stomach. Not what anyone would define as attractive. She has never been married, and the rumors about her sexuality have run rampant for years. Especially, since she spends all her free time at the church or with her best friend Anna Rockenham. She oversees all the committees at the church that involved women, and she has a reputation of ruling them with an iron fist. Everyone at church seems to be at least a little intimidated by her, even the pastor, who outwardly has referred to her as a "ball buster" on more than one occasion.

Anna Rockenham -- The "girlfriend," almost 6' tall, rail-thin, with no female curves to speak of. Thin, fire-red hair to her shoulders, pale skin, with an abundance of freckles covering all her body. She is not unattractive, but she is no head-turner either. She has been "secretly" involved with Nancy for years. She keeps an apartment for appearances but lives almost exclusively with Nancy at her house. The two are quite the odd couple. If they stood next to each other they would form the number ten. There are many rumors, some floated by Melissa about the two lesbians that run everything at church. What most don't know is that Anna is also Nancy's partner in crime, her right-hand woman, the one with whom Nancy runs her little empire.

Melissa(Missy)- The wealthy socialite, southern debutante and sub, who attends the same church as Nancy, but until recently, showed little regard for her, feeling she was just a fat bossy bitch. At 5'6," she is a Brick Shithouse; gravity defying D-cups, and an ass even J-Lo would appreciate, long, thick, deep brown curly hair and a face that turns women's heads as well as men's. Divorced, no children, and someone who enjoyed the sexual freedoms associated with college, where she first experimented with women.

Emma-The Teen Domme(only referred to in this chapter)- 5'9," with a body one would expect of the head cheerleader; full, firm C-cups, a tight, "bangin" ass, and curves that a 19-year-old has no business possessing at that age. Long, platinum blond hair, pretty face with deep blue eyes, a thin nose, and a set of pouty full lips that all the boys wished were wrapped around their cocks; the cocks that were always hard when she was around. She carries an aura of superiority that did not endear her to most of the girls in school but had all the boys eating out of her hand.

Michael Jacobs- The Pastor- He is 6'3" with piercing blue eyes that seemed magnetic and at the same time could look right through you. He is a runner and has a lean toned body and handsome features that make him very desirable to the opposite sex. Many in his congregation sinfully swoon for the leader of their church. In addition, he is so affable that he allows everyone to refer to him as Pastor Mike, when most clergymen would expect a last name or just "pastor" out of respect. He is 42. He is well endowed, about 8 inches, uncut and thick. Virgin on his wedding day and has been very loyal to his wife of 21 years.

Marilyn Rae Jacobs-- The pastor's wife -- 5' 6" Attractive with motherly curves and a beautiful thick mane of dark red hair, a somewhat paler complexion and a pair of blue eyes to rival her husband's. A virgin when she wed, she comes from a well-to-do background. She was the consummate pastor's wife. She is a trusted confidant and has a keen observation of people. She always seems to be in control, but she has always been jealous of the female attention her husband receives, especially from the younger hard-bodied ones, because she now has some self-esteem issues when it comes to her more mature body.

Bailey Jacobs -- The oldest daughter -- The spitting image of her mother, but everything is as tight as it should be at her age, 21-years-old, The perfect Minister's daughter, well behaved, perfect student, volunteers at the church as well as in the community. However, she does sometimes wish she could let loose more, but fears ruining hers or her father's reputation. She is not above using her looks and her body to get her way, and unlike mom, she will not be a virgin when she marries. Attends the local Christian college, studying interior design.

Cassidy Jacobs -- The Middle Child -- 5'9' and gangly, 19 years old. Unlike her mother and older sister, she is not blessed with a womanly figure. Tall and lean, like her dad, with limited curves. Red head like her mother, but not blessed with the darker thick mane. Pale and freckly she didn't get the attention like her older much more attractive sister did. She is pretty sure she is gay, but is terrified to come out to her family, especially her mother for fear she will be shunned. Therefore, she has middle child syndrome to the Nth degree; she craves adventure, and she was in detention throughout her schooling. In her father's last parish, she gained a bit of a reputation as a rebel. Her mother is always appalled when she gets into trouble and Cassidy loves upsetting her mother this way.

Charrice Brown(Charry, pronounce like the little red fruit)- One of Nancy's girls -- 5'10" svelte, 22 years old, Black, and sexy as the day is long. Not overly attractive, but a head-turner. Fabulous c-cups, long-ass legs and a slender, taut ass that had the sexist little bubble to it. The way she moved that ass would have put Marlyn Monroe to shame. She loved to show off that ass in short skirts and tight pants. That ass would be the downfall of Pastor Mike. Although she was blackmailed to become one of Nancy's girls, Charry has since leaned into it, and now, loves helping Nancy to bring more women into her stable, for which Nancy rewards her handsomely each time. The thrill of baiting the innocent, hooking them and reeling them in is now what she lives for.

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Ending of Mommy's Cuckcake 4...

Later that day Missy received a text from Emma. Her fears were confirmed when she read it:

Since mother has no use for you anymore, neither do I. Your number will be blocked, so don't waste your time replying. Maybe Ms. Jergens has use for you. She sure loved the video. Go lick her old fat ass and drink her piss. Fuck off you useless cunt!

Missy was crushed. Did Emma know something? Did her mother(Missy's estranged best friend) tell her she would never forgive her? She sat for a few minutes in deep despair. Then it hit her, maybe Nancy would give her the domination she now needed. Missy was scared by what she needed, what she craved. She had been avoiding Nancy as much as she could, ever since their afternoon together, even though she experienced arousal each time she saw her at church on cleaning days or Sundays. She had tried her best not to let on that she was having those feelings. Of course, Nancy knew exactly what she was feeling. She could see it in her eyes every time they crossed paths. Nancy was a patient lady, and she knew if she just waited her out, the uppity, rich bitch would come crawling back to her. And when she did, Nancy would relish every fuckin minute of it.

Missy(present)

"Come here my filthy little ass licker" Nancy demanded, as she sat on the edge of the couch in her office at the church. She had her legs spread wide, exposing her naked, hairy crotch. The back of her dress was draped off the front of the couch. The rest was bunched up across her fat belly and the cushions to each side of her.

Missy crawled naked across the floor to the bane of her existence, Nancy's puckered asshole. No matter how much she tried, she just could not resist its lascivious attraction. She moved forward until her nose was poking at the entrance of the wicked woman's slick, fat, fragrant pussy and her tongue was buried in Nancy's tight asshole.

"mmmmmmmm, yes!" Nancy cooed. "Just like that you wicked cunt. Lather my dirty hole with your tongue."

Her words shamed Missy but did nothing to slow her vigorous effort. Missy could feel the disgusting shrew yanking her perfectly quaffed, chestnut-colored curls roughly to pull her in deeper. It should have repulsed her, but as always, it did just the opposite, it made every nerve in her body tingle and her pussy drip with desire. She rooted the rear canal with her tongue wanting, no, needing to please her domme.

"That's it, oh, yesssssssss" Nancy hissed with pleasure, making Missy feel proud and work even harder. "OK, Michael, come sample our newest whore." Nancy instructed.

Pastor Michael Jacobs entered from the private bathroom in Nancy's office, completely naked, sporting a rigid cock and an expression of complete desire on his face. Missy wanted to see the sexy Pastor naked and tried to pull away to see, but that was not to be. Nancy immediately yanked her locks harder and snapped, "keep licking, slut!"

Missy yelped in pain and then did as she was told. Pastor Mike had wanted to fuck Missy since the first day he met her. She was one of the hottest women in his parish, but his morals made her unobtainable, or so he thought at the time. The fact that Nancy had somehow pulled her into her stable of whores was a surprise, but a very pleasant surprise for the now compromised man of the cloth. He positioned himself on his knees behind Missy and lined up his rigid cock with her drooling pussy. With one thrust he drove it in balls deep. Missy and Pastor Mike both groaned with pleasure.

"Nice, isn't it, Michael?" Nancy asked.

"Yes!" he replied.

"This one will garner a very nice fee." Nancy quipped. Grinding the horny slut's face deeper into her nether region.

The minister began to pound the rich mature sexpot's hungry hole with a rhythm that had him on the brink of orgasm in no time. Nancy's climax was building just as rapidly, as she watched the scene unfold and Missy's tongue pleasured her. She obtained hers several minutes later, but before either of the other participants did. She bellowed her approval as the wave rushed through her, leaving her limp on the couch and causing her to release the fistful of hair she held. Missy was next to orgasm, screaming out with pleasure, sparking the same in Pastor Mike.

"Come inside her! Nancy snapped, seeing the clergyman reach his peak. "Fill her needy cunt with your seed!"

The leader of the church grunted like an animal and emptied his balls into Missy's accepting womb. Missy was yet another one of Nancy's girls he had now come inside. He felt guilty every time he did, but what could he do but comply with Nancy's command, sinking him deeper into her control. Nancy owned his ass, and he now accepted her authority; whatever it took to keep his ever-present secret from his wife, family and the rest of the congregation.

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It all started one year ago when Pastor Jacobs moved here with his family to take over the flourishing parish. When he was recruited, he was curious why the last minister, who was much younger that he, had so abruptly left such a healthy ministry. When he inquired with the selection committee, they were not forthcoming with many details. Stating his privacy and just saying he had left quickly because of family matters. Their short, quick answers made him even more curious. There was another red flag as well, the attitude of the only woman on the selection committee. She was fat and unattractive, and she seemed to be the only one who didn't like him. All the men seemed to like him, and during the whole process, Michael did his best to win her over, but with no success. The previous pastor's departure continued to bug him the whole week he waited to hear if he had gotten the job. He even asked around. There was something mysterious about his exit, but no one seemed to have any information, and his inquiries to that pastor, went unanswered. This concern had him convinced he would turn down the offer if it came, and just stay where he was at him much smaller parish.

However, when Pastor Mike heard the salary, they were offering, he glossed over his concern and accepted immediately. He was still a bit worried about Nancy, as he could tell she was an important figure in his new church. He knew he would need to win her over as well. He had always had a way of winning over even the surliest women with his charm and good looks, so he was sure he could do the same with Nancy. Little did he know just how important that woman was, and her power in that church would be his cross to bear; basically, ruining his entire life. It took six months for him to truly see exactly why Nancy had so much power in this congregation, but from day one, she made sure he understood her importance.

She walked into his office that first day and sat down like she owned the place, re-introducing herself as the head of the women's auxiliary and outlined all the committees she headed and how she was quite capable of running it all on her own. She emphasized that if she needed anything from him, she would let him know. Then she exited his office without getting much of a reply from him, except a stunned, "OK."

Michael was disturbed by her actions and later that day, he asked the receptionist if she could arrange a meeting with Nancy regarding her role.

"There really is no need to do that, Pastor Jacobs, she is in her office over in the Sunday school building. You can just go see her." Jasmine, the very attractive twenty-something woman replied.

"Mike, please call me Pastor Mike. No need to be so formal." Michael corrected her.

"As you wish, Pastor Jacobs." Jasmine replied cheerfully, but a little defiantly.

He wanted to correct her again, but knew that Southerners had their way, and he didn't want to impose his less formal demeanor on anyone else. "She has an office of her own? She is just the women's auxiliary head. Why does she have her own office? She isn't on the church payroll, is she?" he inquired in rapid succession.

"No," Jasmine replied. "But Miss Jergens is a very important figure here and has been, for a long time. Pastor Fuller and other Pastors before him relied greatly on her. In fact, one might say she runs a lot of things around here." Jasmine informed him.

Michael knew Pastor Fuller was the last pastor who had left so quickly before him. "Thank you, Jasmine." He replied.

"I prefer Miss Spencer, Pastor Jacobs." The innocent looking young lady said in a singsong voice and with a great big smile. "We southern ladies like to keep our reputations above reproach." That statement was completely absurd, given the fact that she was one of Nancy's most requested girls. Her schoolgirl outfit and young, tight body commanded a high price from her johns, but putting the new pastor in his place a bit, was fun.

"Oh, forgive my forwardness." Pastor Mike said with a bit of embarrassment. "Miss Spencer it is." He corrected himself, thinking he was offending a very pristine and innocent southern lady. He collected himself and marched over to the Sunday school building and into Nancy's office. The first thing he noticed was it was bigger than his own office and the next thing was that Nancy sat behind one of the most impressive oak desks he had ever seen. He was instantly jealous and equally furious.

From that first meeting in Nancy's office, the two alphas established a passive-aggressive adversarial relationship that immediately had them both despising the other. Nancy did all she could to keep the stronghold she had established over the years, and Michael tried over and over to establish that he was the lead-dog. He would come to realize that no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't garner the support he needed from the other leaders in the parish to get her out, or at least take away some of her responsibilities. It was as if everyone in the leadership was scared of her.

Unlike the pastor, it didn't take Nancy six months to compromise the daughters of the Jacobs family. Even before Nancy won her battle with her dad, with a little help from Anna, Nancy turned Cassidy into her most demanded lesbian whore, pimping her out to several of the most powerful businesswomen in the community. As for her older sister Bailey, a new sexy rebellious friend and an invitation to a hen party was all it took to turn her into a black cock loving slut that garnered top dollar from all of Nancy's black clientele. Nothing turns a black man on more, and opens his wallet faster, than knowing he can fuck a white pastor's daughter.

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Cassidy

"What are you wearing?" Marilyn Rae scolded her daughter as Cassidy hustled from the parking lot to meet her mother. Marilyn Rae was waiting outside the church to take Cassidy inside to assemble with the rest of the family. The Jacobs family always entered the sanctuary together, every Sunday and sat in their customary position, the second pew, before the head of the family, Pastor Mike, entered to administer the service.

Cassidy was wearing some leggings and a comfortable pullover sweater and a pair of flats. Cassidy knew her mother preferred she always wear a dress to church to portray the right image of the perfect Pastor's family, but she despised dresses, and there was nothing more satisfying to Cassidy than to disappoint her mother in a situation like this, where she could not scold her without making a scene. She just loved watching her stew. The only problem was she knew at some point, Marilyn Rae would unload on her and give her a piece of her mind.

"It's fine mother." Cassidy replied, twisting the knife into her mother's disapproval and anger a little. "Let's go or we will be late."

"You look like a boy." Marilyn scoffed.

"I hardly look like a boy, mother." Cassidy relied with a smirk in her voice.

The two made their way into the vestibule at the rear of the church. The rest of the family was waiting for them and her dad had a disapproving look on his face, glancing at his watch.

"Sorry daddy." Cassidy said with her best apologetic expression.

Mike saw that look and immediately forgave his youngest daughter, replying, "It's OK, Pumpkin"

"Of course, it's ok," Her brother Kip, and youngest of the siblings, snapped. "Don't mind that we have all been here waiting an eternity for you, Little Miss Spoiled Rotten."

"Like you have any room to talk.!" Bailey quipped. "You haven't followed one rule since you could walk!"

"All of you stop it, immediately!" Marilyn Rae snapped in a hushed voice, not wanting anyone near to hear. "You are all adults, and you are embarrassing your father." She was more concerned with her own embarrassment than anything else. "Now act your ages!" She continued, before dismissing her husband to go get ready and moving toward the sanctuary. "See you after the service, my dear." She directed at her husband. The whole family followed, not saying another word as they walked down the center isle to their seats.

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"How many times have I told you? We dress respectfully for church to show honor to God and the sacred space. We choose modest clothing that is not flashy or revealing NEVER show your knees, always knee length dresses or skirts with layers and accessories never showing bare shoulder or cleavage, and heels, nice fucking heels!" Marilyn Rae scolded Cassidy not five minutes after the service had concluded. They were in the ladies' room of the Sunday school building and Cassidy's mother was not speaking in a hushed voice this time. "You can dress like a butch dyke in the outside world young lady, but when you are here, on this site, your father's church, you will dress like a proper southern lady, Or I will dress you myself!"