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"Thank you, Mistress," Mary replied, forgetting she was in a hurry, consumed by basking in her Mistress's approval, flattered by the compliment and happy she had put the extra effort into looking pleasing to her.
"I know you need to get back," Gloria said, pulling a vibrating egg from her purse.
"They can survive without me," Mary replied uncharacteristically, her desire to please her Mistress and hopefully even taste her overriding her usually reliable habits of never shirking her responsibilities.
"No, no, no," the Mistress shook her head. "In this journey of sexual self-discovery, it's important to keep as much of your life routine as possible."
"Oh, okay," Mary nodded, as her dress was lifted up, Mistress's hand moved under it, tugged her panties aside, which were already a little damp from anticipation alone, and slid something inside her. "Oooooooh," she moaned.
"That will remain inside you until I retrieve it after the service at my home," Gloria explained.
"Yes, Mistress," Mary nodded, the sensation of having something sitting inside her feeling kind of weird.
"Be warned: the thing inside you may do some interesting things," Gloria warned her pet, the remote control in her purse... her intentions wicked.
"Okay, Mistress, whatever you say," Mary nodded, curious what she meant by that.
Suddenly the bathroom door opened, so Mary turned and walked out, careful to act casual, politely greeting the lady walking in just before letting out a soft moan as she left... instantly understanding what Mistress Gloria meant by 'interesting'.
With each step, the contraption inside Mary, which she'd never seen, moved around stimulating her from the inside. She had to focus completely on not moaning and hurrying back downstairs as she heard the music had started without her... which made her feel slightly guilty. When she got there, Alyssa, a high school senior and a sweet, talented redhead, was playing in her place.
More guilt coursed through her. Alyssa had talent and played piano at the very rare times Mary was ill or gone (until her senior year she had always accompanied her parents when they did special sermons in other communities), but this was one of Mary's assigned roles in the church. She picked the hymns, she was the leader... and she had just failed to lead.
Yet, after the guilt washed through her, a sudden realization hit her. This was The Lord's work. She was late because she was serving Him and He was obviously giving her a message that she had to allow others into His complex workings. He had many sheep, including Alyssa, and they all needed the opportunity to serve Him.
So instead of going and replacing Alyssa when the first hymn ended, Mary sat down in the second pew where she could see and be seen by the musicians, and she watched and listened. When Alyssa looked her a question when the hymn was done, Mary just nodded with an encouraging smile, indicating that she should carry on.
Alyssa's face lit up; she loved playing the piano for The Lord, but seldom got to do it because Mary was more experienced, the Minister's daughter, a better pianist and almost always there.
Mary decided then and there as she watched Alyssa play with joy and wonder, that she would talk to her after and suggest they take turns. Alyssa would love that!
It was just common sense. Mary was going to college in the fall and all the college choices she had at the moment were substantially further away than just a commute. Alyssa would be commuting from home for college, so she was a logical choice to take over Mary's musical duties.
The reality, now that she thought of it, was that Mary should be training the young lady, not only to become more active on the piano, but also leading the choir, as she was almost certainly going to replace her anyway. Alyssa was a fine musician and singer, but because of Mary's superior talents in those same areas, she hadn't had as much chance to develop them as she could have. Mary decided to make Alyssa her protégé and take a hand in grooming her for an exciting future.
So Mary just sang the hymns which, when she wasn't also playing the piano was a very different activity... oddly liberating like everything else had become lately.
Gloria, surprised to see Mary in the congregation and not on the dais, moved her hand into her purse and switched on the vibrating egg she had slid inside her pet.
As Mary sang ... her entire body suddenly shook as the thing inside her started buzzing, distracting her into singing out of tune. As she leaned forward, holding onto the front lip of her pew for support, she tried to keep singing even as intense pleasure began to stimulate her from the inside.
Gloria kept it on low. Her goal wasn't to humiliate her pet, it was to gradually stimulate her to the brink of lust through a slow burning tease for the next hour... as her pussy juice marinated into a succulent lunch for sumptuous dining when Mary arrived at Gloria's house shortly after church... just like a roast simmering to its peak in a slow cooker (a terrible simile but one that seemed to fit).
Singing was becoming nearly impossible for Mary as the pleasure inside, even though it was subtle, was making it hard for her to focus... even though she knew every word of the hymn... a hymn she herself had chosen for today.
Gloria watched from an angle so she could watch Mary's facial expressions, so she could watch her struggle... a struggle she already planned to parallel with the tests given to the disciples of The Lord.
Mary opened her legs slightly wider, so the thing inside fit inside her more gently, making its impact slightly less intense. It was only with an effort that she refrained from rubbing herself.
And for two more hymns Mary sang as best she could, as she fought the temptation to masturbate herself to completion right there in the midst of the congregation, or to scurry out and pleasure herself in a washroom. No... this was Mistress Gloria testing her, and although she was enjoying the pleasure, she assumed that she was supposed to ride out the storm... at least until the service was over and in private she could fly into the sensuous embrace of her Mistress.
Once the hymns were done, Gloria shut the egg off, not wanting anyone near her horny, red faced pet to hear the telltale buzzing.
Mary was surprised when the vibrating stopped... partly thankful (she was worried she might come right there in church and attract everyone's attention if it kept going throughout the service) and partly frustrated (as she wanted to see if she could control her body and hold back her orgasm for as long as she could and earn her Mistress's praise).
After the announcements, a prayer, and the offering plate, the sermon began. This minister was all fire and brimstone just like Mary's father, focusing on ultimate loyalty to God and the church.
Mary listened, or tried to listen; her curiosity about what Mistress Gloria was planning for her kept popping into her head... even though she had no idea other than she assumed she would finally be allowed to taste her Mistress's heavenly sensation again... and hopefully she would get her bothered box lapped too.
Mary fidgeted through the entire service, fading in and out, as she tried to not think about her burning pussy and her hunger for The Lord's juices...
Once the sermon had finished and the next hymn was announced, Mary nodded to Alyssa to again play piano. Mary stood up as the music began, and instantly the buzzing resumed.
Mary was happy to feel the pleasure again... knowing her Mistress was giving her the gift of God right here in His place of worship.
Two services ago she would have been mortified by such an experience, but since the discovery of The Lord's true gifts bestowed only to women she found this exhilarating and true worship.
She declared, partially as cover for her obvious excitement, partially in true exultation, as the introduction to the hymn played, "Praise The Lord!"
Others followed, repeating Mary's sudden enthusiastic declaration.
Mary blushed and smiled at the congregants following her even as the buzzing suddenly increased in strength, forcing a moan out of her that was quite loud. She covered by moaning loudly, as she held onto the next pew for support, "Thank you, Lord!"
Gloria decided, since everyone seemed oblivious to the real reason Mary was so outspoken, she usually was rather reserved in church, to actually get her off right there in the church.
