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Fruits for the Faithful: xjasonr X sweetnothings

Venice laid her head against the headrest. She was so exhausted. She smiled softly and nodded. "Yes, sir." She murmured as she looked at her old clothes. She grabbed her outfit and stripped out of her clothing. She slipped the dress on and sighed. It felt nice to be in her normal clothing. She looked at her uncle and nodded. "I understand. I won't tell them."
 
Peter dropped her off home and had a few words with her parents. He told them that she was very bright and he wanted to introduce her to help counseling people later that night. They seem to agree and with that Peter left. He did get another outfit for her though, but she would say it later.
 
Venice was happy to be home. She could get some rest before meeting the other people at the church. She climbed up the steps once her uncle said his goodbyes. She walked into her room and collapsed on the bed, sighing softly as she began to sleep. She woke up three hours later when she heard her parents waking her to go downstairs to go to her uncle.
 
Peter was downstairs waiting on her. He explained to her parents that doing god's work can be very tiring. It was a way to explain why she was sleeping that much. They were also invited to the service, but unfortunately they won't get to see her work, but soon though when she got more experience. A thought that made him smirk.
 
Venice sighed as she got up. She waved her parents out of her room. She walked to her closet and picked out a nice white dress with lace leggings. She slipped it on then noticed she forgot her underwear. She knew she was going to do more work today, so she decided not to wear it. She grabbed her shoes and headed downstairs. "Uncle Peter?"
 
"Yes Venice!" He smirked as he watched the innocent choice. "I knew you were tired so I came over to give you a lift." He sounded very natural, only if her parents knew what they do.

"Common, lets go!" He offered his hand.
 
She smiled as she looked at him. "Thank you for the consideration." She nodded her head and smiled at her parents. They didn't find it odd that her father's brother had been hanging out with her often. She took his hand after she kissed her parent's good night.
 
While most girls would go out and party, Peter was training his niece to go to the church and serve. She was the sweetest thing before her parent, as the lust of the lord wasn't inside her. He led her to the car and decided to reveal his plan of activities for the night.

"While I preach, you are to sit on stage, in that white gown. Using my judgement with god's guidance, I shall choose members of our faith that needs your help." He smirked as he was turning her into a slut. "And you shall help them!" Driving eagerly to the church.
 
Venice was unaware what he uncle's plan was. She only knew that she was to go to the church and meet the people she saw at the highway. She couldn't help but smile at the idea of "meeting" these men. She ran her hand over her skirt. She was nervous.

She looked up at her uncle as he started talking. She nodded and sighed softly. She was going to sit across the altar like the innocent girl she was. She smiled and continued to listen. "What would the need help with?" She asked, playing with the end of her dress. She wanted to tell him that she wasn't wearing any panties.
 
Peter could sense she would have an idea of what is expected of her but she was so cute acting innocent. It only made Peter smile brighter. "Well you are going to help them become believers." A little grin came to his lips. "Just as you can raise the power of the lord inside my soul, you have the power to do the same with those men." The smile widen on his face. "The special part of you as oppose to a horny slut is that you think of god! He doubted that but he wanted to make her think that was the difference between her and a slut. "Once you continue, serving god, he will bless you angel!"
 
Venice stared out the window, thinking. She knew what he meant by what they would need help with. She would love to help these men. They obviously need it if they went to the church. She looked back at her uncle and smiled gently. "Believers." She repeated. She was going to keep a mental check list. She listened closely to him as he continued telling her what she would be doing. She flinched slightly at the word slut. She definitely didn't want to become one of those. She pursed her lips before nodding. "I'm excited, uncle Peter. I can't wait to start." She giggled silently, pulling her knees to her chest. "Oh. I didn't put on my panties today."
 
Peter could see some discomfort in her face at the mention of the word slut. He knew very well she didn't always think about the lord. But clearly she didn't want to be considered as a slut. "No panties, did you get that feeling from god?" He grinned proudly. "I know slowly he would start speaking to you!" Words just to confused her intuition with faith. He moved his hands to her crotch. "But you know you get tired quickly, we need to work on that, what if you need to help 5 men, you can't just fall asleep with them!" His finger caressing her bare crotch as he scolded her.
 
Venice blushed as she told him that. She actually forgot to put them on after she put her stockings on. She studied the intricate pattern on her lace stockings then focused her attention to her uncle. She smiled and nodded. She thought it was the lord making her forget. She tilted her head when he commented that God would start speaking to her. What did he mean? She shook it off as she felt his hand touching her sex. She blushed and bit her lip. She didn't like being scolded. It was rare. "I'm sorry. I promise I'll get better." She told him.
 
He laughed as she made an odd promise. "Well you can try, but serving the lord can be tiring!" He continued to play with her pussy. "What I suggest is you practice more and more and eventually you would get more stamina!" His fingers slipped away as they were at the church. "I was thinking about having you service two men and my self off course! Are you up for that?"
 
She blushed at his laugh. She wasn't used to being scolded. She nodded slowly, acknowledging that it can be tiring serving her lord. She shut her eyes, feeling his fingers play her pussy. She suppressed a moan, only to whine as he pulled his fingers away. She opened her eyes slowly then looked out the window. She smiled and nodded. "I would like that. I need your guidance, of course."
 
Peter smiled as she highlighted she needed his guidiance. "I will always lead you down the rightous path Venice"

With that he led her into the church. He did see a few faces from the highway. God was a good one. He went through the service, always watching how the men eyes were focus on the stage. It was as though they were praying for her.

At the end he called one and came to your side. Peter was very aware that you know the purpose and asked her to choose the other. It was a way to let her lust work a little.
 
Venice smiled as he agreed that he would be with her during her serving. He lead her into the church. She certainly recognized some of the faces on the highway. She was sure they remembered her. She sat through the whole service on the stage, being the sweet, innocent girl she was.

When the time came when the service ended, Venice stood beside her uncle as he called a man up. She smiled when he told her to pick another one. She looked through the crowd and saw the man that had approached her. She pointed to him and smile. She wished she could get more men for her to help.
 
Peter smiled at her choice, clearly she choice someone that liked her. It was a brief introduction and Peter led them, Luke and Mark to the back. He had his little girl at her side. He didn't tell her much but he was going to guide her.

"Just as with any blessing from our lord princess, you must show your gratitude. You also want to make them each feel welcome, so one at a time, kneel at their feet and thank our lord!" He pointed to Mark first, her choice. It was clear he was getting excited as a bulge was showing in both men's pants.
 
Venice was happy with the choice she made. She knew for sure it would get better if all of these men came in for help. Just the idea made her giggly inside. She followed her uncle to the back, purposely swaying her hips as Luke and Mark followed them.

She listened to her uncle instruct her on what to do. She smiled and nodded. "Yes, sir." She looked at mark and batted her eyelashes. "I'm thankful you came today, Mark." She told him as she walked to him. She got down to her knees and smiled up at him, pulling down his zipper.
 
Peter wanted to laugh as she displayed a truly horny nature. He knew she didn't like to be scold, but she was indeed to eager for cock. A loud cough to get her attention as Mark cock was pushing his boxers out the zipper. "Remember princess, you are a messenger of god, not a slut! You are thanking thd lord for giving them the courage to be here. " His words ending with a grin as Mark is quick to say its not a problem.
 
Venice took her time pulling his zipper down. She smiled softly then looked up at Mark. He seemed to be enjoying this. She undid the zipper before her uncle distracted her. She listened to him and bit her lip. She didn't want to protest it. "Yes, sir." She said as she undid Mark's button. She began pulling his pants down, a smile pulling at her lips. She wondered how Luke was doing.
 
Peter waited until she fetched Mark's cock out. It was a thick throbbing mass. He could tell that her excitement was building at the prospect. He like the idea of teasing her, making her wait and build her craving. "Now, show your thanks to the lord for having Luke as well!" Peter guiding the other excited gentleman behind her back. Mark cock out breathing at her neck, yet to get any affection.
 
Venice got Mark's boxers down to his knees. She blushed at the throbbing mass sticking out at her. She felt the same feeling as before with her uncle. She rubbed her thighs as she listened to her uncle. She smiled at Luke and nodded. Both at the same time. She started to rub Mark's cock with her right hand. She was slightly nervous.
 
Luke help himself with his pants and soon there were two cocks at each side of her. Peter could see there was a bit of jitters in her face as one hand slowly tended to Mark's cock. He stood watching. "Both of them sweetie, suck them in turn!"
 
Venice smiled softly at Luke's cock. She continued to rub her hand along Mark's throbbing mass. She bit her lip and nodded. One at a time. She got herself comfortable and took the first few inches of Luke's cock as she stroked Mark's.
 
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