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Priestess and Acolyte (Cynthia Crawford and PenintentKitten)

Annalyra laughed softly at Neris's reply. "I was like you when I was an Acolyte," the Priestess commented. "Trust me, you don't want to spend hours pouring over texts and lessons." Chuckling, the woman watched as Neris stretched, exposing her ample body, her eyes lingering at the girl's breasts. "I must admit, your beauty is an added bonus to having you as an Acolyte," she remarked with a little grin, before rolling her eyes as Neris tried to bait her for information. "Your charms might have worked when you were a noblewoman and with your fellow Acolytes, but a Priestess cannot be coerced into giving what you want." Her voice was scolding, warning the Acolyte of punishment if she tried it again.
 
"Hm." Perhaps it was that she was tired. It was rare even in the Acolytes' Dormitory that the noble brat came out. She pouted at her, though there had been enough in the tone to keep her from acting further in a more direct manner. She did mutter "meanie" under her breath as she moved over to the bed to take the suggested rest.

Though as she reached the bed, she smiled slyly. It was clear her Priestess appreciated her aesthetics, so she tried to be sexy as she crawled onto the bed, putting on her best sultry expression--which just showed that despite her worship prior to becoming a supplicant she was still largely innocent. "Priestess, are you going to rest with me before the big mysterious ritual?"
 
Annalyra just barely caught what Neris had said under her breath, which caused her to frown deeply. Though the rather poor attempt at seduction did lighten the Priestess's mood. "Was that your best attempt at seduction?" The woman cooed teasingly, a little sideways grin that held more suggestion than a million spoken innuendos. "You'll have to do better that that, especially since I'm saving your innocence for tonight's ritual. But perhaps you'd enjoy some close cuddling and inappropriate fondling?"
 
Neris blushed, but at the small revelation about the night's ritual, her eyes widened and she grinned, though it as a nervous grin. It was going to be a part of the ritual? Now for the first time she felt nervous about the evening and her eyes darted over to the ruby. She supposed it was not surprising, so much of the worship of Aleri involved sex, but what if she was bad and akward at it at first.

Turning back to Annalyra she nodded, her voice much smaller than the bold awkward invitation only moments early or the attempt to wheedle. "Yes, please."
 
Annalyra laughed at how quickly Neris's attitude changed. It was obvious that this would be Neris's first ritual, and probably first time having sex with another woman. Understandably, she was nervous, but it was still amusing at how quickly she changed from bold to nervous.

"Do not freight about tonight's ritual," the Priestess said as she climbed on the bed. Gently laying Neris down, the woman wrapped her arms around her Acolyte and gently pressed their bodies together, her breasts meshing with Neris's. "It will come naturally, trust me."
 
Neris nodded as she cuddled into the woman. "Yes, Priestess." She had been too young before she became a Petitioner to participate. She'd worshiped in other ways, as were made for the not quite ripe, and then as a Petitioner and Acolyte, anything beyond cuddling was banned despite being old enough. "You are here to learn and understand. Trust us, the difficult austerity of being an Acolyte will be more than compensated once your Priestesses. For now, you learn discipline." She'd hated the restriction, but now she was worried. Though as she lay pressed to Annalyra, she felt herself calming.

It was a few moments before she spoke again, "Priestess, you have called me beautiful a couple of times, and I have been remiss." She blushed, "You're beautiful and intelligent, all the girls are jealous you chose me." She snuggled against her, happy despite any nerves.
 
Annalyra smiled as her Acolyte complimented her, though she was already aware of her own beauty it was nice to hear it from someone else.

"I picked you to be my Acolyte because of your own beauty and intellect," the Priestess replied as she gently pressed her forehead into Neris's. Her right hand slid down her Acolyte's body and teasingly gripped the girl's rear. "Sure there are plenty of beautiful and intelligent Acolytes here, but I saw me in you. I didn't feel that way with any other Acolyte, which made you the obvious choice."
 
Neris blushed and even squealed ever so slightly when Annalyra gripped her rear. There was not really anything she could say to that, because there was no bigger compliment that the Priestess could have given her. Instead she just closed her eyes and pressed herself into the other woman as much as she could without it being painful or uncomfortable.

After a few moments, just because she was so flustered--not bad, just a bit, she changed the subject. "So...I've just...I've always wondered why you aren't at a temple of your own...I mean, as like a Senior Priestess?"
 
Annalyra looked at Neris, surprised by her question yet not at all unwilling to answer. "I could easily become a Senior Priestess if I wished," the woman replied, "but I simply don't want to have my own temple. It would bring a lot of responsibility, much more than I believe I am ready for. I am comfortable and content in my current position, so I see no need to rise any further. Perhaps sometime in the future, but not anytime soon."

They continued to rest for a little while longer, until Annalyra looked out the window and saw that the sun had set completely. "I must go prepare the ritual," the Priestess remarked as she untangled herself from Neris. "Wait until an Acolyte comes to fetch you."
 
Neris whimpered slightly as Annalyra untangled herself. She'd become quite comfortable cuddled to the Priestess. However, other than the whimper she did not protest, "Yes, Priestess. Do...should I do anything to prepare?"

The thought occurred to her that the Acolyte that would come to get her was one like herself, one who'd been chosen for One on One training and who'd already been through the ritual. If she wanted, she could try to ask her what was going on, but for some reason the idea did not appeal to her. She was not quite willing to go that far. Besides, she already knew a small hint.

"You promise I'll do well?"
 
(I apologise for the month long delay >.<)

"Just bring your ruby and you'll do fine," Annalyra replied with a reassuring smile and pat to the shoulder. "No Acolyte has ever truly failed. Now wait here, you will see me again soon."

Giving Neris one last pat, Annalyra turned around and exited her room. It was quiet outside, many Priestesses and Acolytes have retired to their rooms - only a small group of people still walked the halls of the Temple. These were mostly High Priestesses, people who knew something about Aleri that most never even heard mention of. They are the true worshipers of Aleri, and they held a dark secret.

Stepping behind a statue of Aleri up in the northernmost side of the dormitories, Annalyra stepped in an old, almost forgotten ritual room with a massive marble statue of Aleri and another woman. This place was long forgotten by most, yet its dark secrets hold the true nature of Aleri and her followers.

A half hour later, an Acolyte knocked on the door leading to Annalyra's room. "Acolyte Neris?" She called out through the oak door. "High Priestess Annalyra is ready. May you please open the door?"
 
Neris took a quick bath and redressed in her Acolyte's robes as she waited to be fetched to the ceremony. She was nervous and curious and excited. Mostly she hoped that she did nothing to disappoint the lovely Priestess who had chosen her. She had spent what little time was left pacing in the room, returning to the bookcase where she'd carefully placed the ruby to touch it, but careful not to pick it up as she did not want to risk harming it in her nervousness.

At the knock, she jumped and smiled, and moved to the door to let the other Acolyte in. "Just let me grab the ruby!" She moved quickly to get it, holding it reverently.

"I'm ready." She moved back to the other girl who was not much older than herself and she noticed was wearing an odd collar like necklace she had not seen on an Acolyte before. "Oh, that," She touched her own throat as she was not sure what to call it. "That's pretty."
 
The Acolyte gently touched her collar, as if the ornate accessory held some level of importance to her. It was made from leather and engraved with two silver lilies that pointed towards a silver bracket that held a brilliant emerald. The stems of the lilies circled around the collar, similarly engraved in silver. Right underneath the bracket stood a horizontal orientated ring used for attaching a collar but was easily disguised as part of the design.

"Thank you," the Acolyte replied with a small smile, pulling out a blindfold from the layers of her robes. "Before we continue, I must blindfold you. I apologise, but it's part of the initiation. Please turn around."
 
Neris nodded, "It's fine. I want to do everything right. I take it you've done this?" She blushed, "Sorry, I know, I'm not supposed to ask you for information, just a bit nervous and excited." She turned around closing her eyes and raising her hair with one hand while the other carefully held the precious ruby.

She bit her lip as she was blindfolded, trying hard not to bounce with anticipation. Taking a deep breath once the blindfold was in place, and once again cradling the ruby in both hands, she nodded, "Um...is there anything I need to know? Not that you're not supposed to tell me, just anything I need to know not to disappoint Priestess Annalyra?"
 
"Just obey Priestess Annalyra as she guides you through the ritual and you'll be fine," the Acolyte replied as she gently placed her hands on Neris's shoulders. "Now just walk, I will guide you."

Ten minutes later, Neris and the Acolyte leading her entered the hidden chamber. A large pentagram inscribed in a circle had been drawn facing north in the center of the room, pointing towards the statue of Aleri. Four candles stood lit at the remaining points of the pentagram, and a smaller circle of glyphs were inscribed in the center.

"Please situate Acolyte Neris in the center," Annalyra instructed from her position in front of the statue. "Then give me hee ruby."

"Yes Priestess," the Acolyte replied as she guided Neris towards the center. "Kneel Acolyte," she instructed as she gently pushed the noblewoman-turned-worshiper down. Taking Neris's ruby, the Acolyte then did something Neris probably didn't expect.

Losing her previously gentle manner, the Acolyte suddenly forced both of Neris's arms behind her back. Metal shackles secured them to the floor by short chains, forcing Neris to arch her body back. The Acolyte then used leather straps that were also attached to the floor to secure Neris's calves. The positioning of the straps forced Neris's knees far apart, exposing her completely.

"Thank you Acolyte," Annalyra suddenly remarked as she took Neris ruby. "You will be a witness to this ritual."

The Acolyte that had escorted Neris to this chamber nodded and stepped off to the side as Annalyra placed her Acolyte's ruby in a special slot on the statue. She then donned a necklace made of gold and rubies before turning to face Neris. "Tell me Acolyte, how much do you know about Aleri and her worshipers?"
 
Neris knelt obediently when she was told to and handed over the ruby with only the slightest hesitation. She started to ask the Acolyte to be careful with it when suddenly her arms were forced back and shackled. Neris started to protest, but her knees were bound and she suddenly found herself frightened.

"I...um...I know that Aleri is the patron Goddess of women, that she echews the company of men, but also can bless women with fertility. I know that women often come to Aleri for blessing before getting married, when pregnant, when they have daughters. I know that among adult worshipers, worship often involves sex between the Priestess and the worshiper. I know Aleri, though not a mother herself, is often seen as the favored daughter of the Mother Goddess. I know that she empowers women."
 
Annalyra chuckled - she always found the way Acolytes described Aleri as amusing.

"You are, of course, correct on all points," the Priestess replied as she walked up to Neris. "But what if I told you there was much more to her? What if I told you scriptures say she always carries a whip, or that a harem of demigoddesses worship her like slaves? What if I told you that, by the time this ritual is done, you will be my slave; and that Aleri would approve? Would you believe that?"
 
"A...whip? Why does she need a whip." She turned her head in the direction of Annalyra's voice, though blindfolded she could not see the woman. "I don't understand. Slaves?" Neris swallowed, both confused and frightened now. "I would be your slave, and Aleri would approve?" Yes, she was mainly just repeating what the priestess said in the form of a question, which caused her to grimace as she realized how bad that must sound.

"Why would Aleri approve of me being your slave? I thought I was to study to be a Priestess, to serve Aleri." Yet, there was a slight burning in her stomach at the thought, a not entirely unpleasant thought. "Is this what Aleri wants?"
 
"Aleri demands that the lowliest of her followers to worship her and her Priestesses like a slave would a Mistress," Annalyra replied, confirming Neris's assumption. "That is how the Order worked for centuries."

Without warning, Neris's blindfold fell from her eyes. Annalyra's smiling face was the first thing to greet the Acolyte, though it was quickly replaced with the human sized statue of Aleri as Annalyra stepped aside. Like many statues in the Temple, this one depicted Aleri as a beautiful Goddess clad in long robes, yet unlike the ones in the Temple this one also had her wielding a whip against a woman who was kissing Aleri's feet. The woman had a leather collar around her neck, one decorated with engravings of roses and Neris's ruby.

"This is the true Aleri," Annalyra remarked suddenly as she walked back into Neris's field of view, brandishing a six foot long leather whip with a decorated handle, similar to the one depicted in the statue. "And she demands that her Acolytes are broken."

With that, Annalyra suddenly lashed out with the whip. The leather slashed across Neris's chest, leaving behind a rapidly rising, red welt. While Neris's would be in quite a bit of pain, the lash wasn't powerful enough to cause any permanent damage, at least for now.
 
Neris frowned as she listened, "lowliest of her followers"? Surely that did not apply to her! She was the daughter of nobles, a wealthy--formerly--and gifted acolyte!

Before she could respond though, she looked at the statue, and had to admit it was a fascinating image. Aleri seemed so much more beautiful and sexual, and the woman kissing her feet was gorgeous. The collar, with the ruby Neris recognized caught her attention before Annalyra once again stood before her, holding a similar whip.

Before she could so much as swallow at the Priestess' words, the lash hit her chest and she cried out, pulling back as much as the bounds would let her. She looked down at her chest and then back at the priestess who had struck her. "I thought...I thought we were going to make love, not...this..." Her breathing was shallow and her eyes watering, her voice shriller than she'd expected, and yet there was a tiny bit of brain that looked for the lash, wondering if it would land again.
 
Annalyra chuckled as she walked up to Neris. Crouching down, the Priestess used her left hand to gently grab Neris's chin. She slowly tilted the Acolyte's face upwards, until they were looking into each other's eyes.

"I would never make love with an unbroken lowlife such as yourself," Annalyra replied, a smile spreading across her face as she insulted her Acolyte. "Now until you've been broken to the point that you would beg for a chance to kiss my feet. Until then, you're nothing but a false Acolyte, one that must be tamed."

Chuckling once again, Annalyra stood up and slowly backed away from Neris. She positioned herself and begun to rain pain upon the Acolyte. The whip cracked out over and over again as it landed mercilessly upon Neris's body, it's echo seemingly able to call the attention of Aleri herself. If Neris was able to focus on the statue and comprehend what she was seeing, the Acolyte would notice that the eyes of Aleri on the statue had begun to glow. Soft, golden lights lit the chamber up alongside the candles as the whip lashed out again and again. Neris's paid seemed to fuel the lights as the louder her screams became, the brighter the statue's eyes glowed.
 
Neris felt her stomach flutter as Annalyra crouched down in front of her and lifted her chin, until the Priestess spoke and her world came crashing around her. Unbroken lowlife? Had she not done everything that had been asked of her? Had her parents not made a sizable donation? Was she not working hard to learn? At false Acolyte she felt tears well in her eyes.

It did not take many strikes before Neris was screaming and crying out, begging for Annalyra to stop. She was not used to pain, not used to being humiliated and called worthless. All of this felt like some kind of horrible nightmare, only the pain was real.

It was not long before she was collapsed, or as much so as her bound state allowed her to be and her world was nothing but lash after lash of burning stinging pain and she did not even know where the next strike would land.
 
(Sorry for the delay, my brain died on me!)

Suddenly and without warning, the whip ceased to crack against Neris's skin. Instead, it hung limp against Annalyra's leg, no longer being brandished as a weapon. Annalyra herself slowly walked around the Acolyte, stopping right behind the sobbing girl. The eyes of the statue continued to bathe the room in light, a bit less intensely as before.

"See?" Annalyra remarked as she crouched down behind Neris, her hands slowly brushing away the girl's tears before angling her face up towards the statue. "The Goddess approves."

Annalyra allowed Neris a few seconds to stare at the statue before releasing her head. The Priestess walked back in front of Neris, crouching down once again as her left hand gently tilted the Acolyte's face up to look into her eyes. "Now will you let me shape you into the image our Goddess demands? Or must I continue to force her will upon you?"
 
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