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Fruits for the Faithful: xjasonr X sweetnothings

Luke groaned with delight as the pretty angel sucked him off. Mark was being tended with her hands and almost instantly their hands came at her clothes pulling the dress up. I wide smile on both their face as you were bare on your hips. The dress tugged over her head and a hand on each breast. Peter standing at the side watching his heavenly slut work.

"Are you feeling the lord's presence princess?" A wide smirk as the two gentlemen clearly saw how she was being taken advantage off.
 
Venice smiled softly as Luke groaned. She ran her tongue on the underside of his cock. She felt their hands coming down to her clothes and pulling the hem of her dress up. She breathed deeply and continued sucking off Luke as her hands worked Mark's cock. She smiled up at them as each of their hands were on her breasts.

She didn't bother pulling away to answer her uncle. She nodded, taking more of Luke's throbbing length in her mouth. She rocked her hips as she felt her juices leaking down her legs.
 
Peter was getting excited watching them and it was a bit unfair that only Luke got her lips. "Alternate Venice, suck on Mark also!"

Strong hands finding ner nipples and firmly groping. It was clear they wanted to touch her leaking pussy, but it would have to wait. "And don't forget, say thanks for the cock god gave you!" A teasing grin as he still wanted her to act innocent.
 
Venice remember she had to get both of them in her mouth. She smiled and nodded. She pulled her mouth away and focused her attention on Mark. She used her hands to jerk Luke off.

She moaned softly as their hands played with her breasts. She knew she was going to get accustomed to helping out the men. She wondered if she could take five men at the same time. She acknowledged her uncle and pulled Mark's cock out. She pursed her lips and began kissing the underside of his mass. She didn't want to say it, but she was sure she was showing it. She continued jerking Luke off.
 
Peter was full of pride seeing his little angel taking in the gospel, spreading the the word to those who wanted to hear it. It was important for him to hear her. Doing it is one thing but saying it was a form of declaration.

"Say it princess, say how grateful you are for these cocks! Do you think you will ever get more without showing gratitude!!!" He smirked as she was a slut.
 
Venice smiled up at Mark as she placed butterfly kisses on his cock. She took her turn to Luke's cock, switching her hands to Mark's cock. She wanted to pleasure them. She felt like it was her duty to bring pleasure to these men.

She heard her uncle and pulled away. She didn't want to say it, but if she had, too, then yes. She smiled, placing a gentle kiss on the head of Luke's cock. "I'm so happy you came to my service. It means a lot, Luke. Thank you."
 
Peter smirked again. "No Venice, you are not thanking them, you need to that the lord for bringing these needy cocks to you!" Peter seeing how much of a cock craving slut she is turning into, but it was so twisted having her faith being the reason for her attitude.

Luke not paying attention to the man speaking about thanks, he was focused on the naked beauty. Moaning as her lips kissed his cock. His hips bucking to go back into her mouth.

Mark moving, lifting her hips, and his hands on her pussy, rubbing the moist flesh. Teasing her slit in preparation for penetration.
 
Venice shook slightly and looked down at his cock. She didn't want to sound like a slut, but she knew it was the lord's wish for her to thank them. "I thank the lord for you guys to come. For him giving me the pleasure to serve you." She said, fighting back the urge to convulse in tears. She felt Luke's pressing against her lips as she parted them, allowing him entrance. She swirled her tongue around the head as Mark's hand met her wet slit. She moaned softly, bucking her hips,
 
Luke hips instantly started to buck, moans coming from his lips as the girl started to twirl her tongue. Mark fingers toying with her wet pussy and soon his cock was in her, she being humped from both end.

Peter smile faded though. He knew she was overwhelmed, she was turning into a slut, that was for sure but for all his effort into making her that special godly slut was failing. God was the last thing on her mind, not the first when she had sex as he had hoped. He left the room, leaving her at the mercy of the two men.
 
Venice didn't want to break down in front of these men. She knew she was helping them in a way. She felt Mark's fingers teasing her until his cock replaced his fingers. She gasped slightly, the feeling of a different man's cock inside her surprising her. She heard her uncle's footsteps leaving the room. He's leaving me? He can't do that. He has to stay. I can't do this by myself.' She thought to herself as she sucked Luke's cock. She continued fighting back the urge to give up.
 
The men seeing Peter leave. It was clear he was there as some form of guidance, telling her what to do. Luke cock pushed harder, moving pass the back of her throat as Mark followed suit. His hips moved harder, she being fucked firm from both ends.
 
Venice needed her uncle here. She couldn't do this by herself. She didn't know what to do. She felt Luke's cock push past her throat. Her eyes widen as she gagged. She shut her eyes, feeling Mark's hips move faster. She whimpered slightly, but she knew she had to keep doing this. She already disappointed her uncle for one thing. She didn't want to disappoint him for another.
 
Peter just waited outside. He could hear the grunts, the moans the gags as the two men plundered his niece.

Both men using her. They didn't stop with her mouth and pussy, but took her ass as well. They feeding her thier cock after cumming. It lasted quite a while and maybe in a strange way she got her wish, to opportunity to build her stamina. Both men must have had at least three rounds each with her.
 
Venice couldn't deny that she felt good through the whole thing. Mark and Luke both had their turns with her. At first, it hurt having their cocks up her ass, but soon, it started to feel good for her. It was even better having them cum in her. It made her feel even more special. Inside her, she knew she was becoming the little slut her uncle was hoping for. She did not once cry or pass out. She absolutely loved it being used like how Mark and Luke used her.
 
The men having their fill, left her, a sloppy slut with cum leaking out of her. They didn't even thank her as they walked out the room. They were strangers that used her.

Peter in watching the site, he knew in the end she was having fun. "Enjoyed yourself slut!!" Making it clear that she acted and was treated like a slut.
 
She laid on the floor, panting. It was exciting. She definitely felt good. She wet her mouth before sitting up. She rubbed her sore pussy and heard her uncle pad into the room. Her eyes were glazed over from the lust. She smiled as he called her a slut. She took her time standing up. "Yes, uncle. I enjoyed it a lot." She walked to him and giggled. "I loved it!"
 
She was indeed happy. He took a look at her body, it was indeed a perversed sight. "Cute!" He offered a smile. "Just another slut. One that things of her own pleasure rather than serving the lord! I don't think there is much else for us to do then! It is easy to find cocks, just stand on the corner dressed like a slut."

He was still disappointed that she had god at the back of her mind, rather than the front. In the end it was the reason he choose her.
 
In the back of Venice's mind, she knew it was the lord helping her through it. She didn't once collapse. She listened to her uncle as he explained to her what she needs to do then. She frowned slightly and looked down. "I don't know if I want to do that. I still know God is helping me. I don't know if he would want me to...do that." She looked down at her body then up at him again. She didn't want to stand on a corner and use her body like that. She knew she was a slut, but she thought she was God's slut,
 
"Yes, he is helping you, but you don't want to acknowledge his help. You choose to thank the men for coming like if they cared about you!" He scolded her. "They just wanted to use you. Did you ever once tell them that you are this way because of god?" He knew very well she didn't. "God gave you a skill, if you can't use it to spread his glory, then I can't help you anymore. I an here to serve him, not to the lust of my body. Why do you think I didn't join in?"
 
Venice forced her eyes to cast down as he spoke. She felt ashamed for even saying that. If God wanted her to do what he wanted, she would do it. She bit her lip as she continued to listen to him. She fought back tears and forced her eyes to look at him. "I know. I'm sorry, uncle. I didn't mean to say that. I know if he wants me to do something, I will do it. You are the speaker for the lord." She walked to him and shook slightly. "Please forgive me."
 
Peter smiled as he could see that she wanted to try, but it was probably difficult for her. "Its not up to me to forgive you, its god. Its him you should ask!" He again pointed her to the idea that god before people, including himself.
 
Venice wanted to make everything right. She could. All she had to do was do what her uncle told her to do. "Yes, sir." She smiled softly and looked up at him. "I'll do it if it would get God to forgive me."
 
He could see the interest in her eye, on her cum used body. "He will if he is always the first thing on your mind. You must have faith in him, know that he has a plan for you!" Peter trying to fill her mind with inspiration.
 
Venice smiled at him, interested in doing what God wanted her to do. "Yes, sir. I promise he will be the first one I think about." She bowed her head slightly and hugged him. "Thank you!" She giggled, smiling the innocent girl she was, deep down in her.
 
He smile as he had forgiven her earlier action. "Is that how you think about god. You should be on your knees!" He gave her a smirk. "You did look pretty though, with two men!"
 
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