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Fruits for the Faithful: xjasonr X sweetnothings

She whimpered as his fingers moved around her folds. She shut her eyes and fought back the urge to moan. She bit her lip at his question. "N-no Uncle. I don't know why he's allowing this." She whimpered again and gasped when he. Put more pressure on her. She let out what sounded like a moan but she immediately put her hand over her mouth. 'This is wrong,' She thought
 
He loved the feel of her smooth flesh. The unwanted moans from her lips was a sign that her body was being stimulated. God he was even smelling her scent more vividly now. He continues with the firm teasing of her sweet little lump as like the pastor he was, he preached to her.

"He is allowing this, because he knows you are weak, he know that you want to be a better girl!" A smirk as he wasn't sure she understood his argument, but he continued. "He wants it that when someone touches you there, you don't think about pleasure, you think about the lord! Look at you! You instantly closed your eyes to savor the touch instead of look at the status and beg for courage, for the will to resist! You should be ashamed of yourself!!"
 
She felt horrible for letting that out. She breathed hard, trying not to moan out anymore. She shook slightly and listen to her Uncle. She opened her eyes and shifted her gaze to her uncle's hand and his face. "Uncle, I'm sorry." She whispered and looked at the statue of the Lord. She frowned and tried pulling away from his hand. "N-no. I need to go home. Mom and dad must be worried." She told him and bit her lip.
 
He felt good toying with her mind like that and as expected she struggled to free herself. He was having none of it though. He kept the pressure of her hand on her back and his other hand stayed under her skirt teasing her smooth pussy.

"Is this what I've thought you, to run away from your fears?" He saw her frantic panicked eyes looking for an escape. "If you are to overcome your weakness, you have to face it!!" He spoke confidently with authority. "This is why our lord choose me for this task. I can help you overcome that weakness you have and keep your virtues." He smirked. "Well I can tell your parents, tell them how weak their precious daughter's body is to sin. Her mind is also weak, rather than overcome obstacles, she prefers to run and hide from them!" His hand continued with its rubbing of her clit as he preached to her.
 
She whimpered and again tried to pull away. Her eyes filled with panic and she panted, trying to get away from this. "Uncle, please. I don't want my first time to be like this. Why won't you believe? I know I'm weak. Just please, let me go." She tried pleading with her uncle. She knew it was useless though. He was stubborn as a rock.
 
Her words only suggested she expected more to happen. What a dirty mind. He smirked at the thought. "What do you think I am doing. This is just a test, do you think I would do more, to my niece, before our lord? How perverted is your mind?"
 
She immediately regretted saying that. She shifted her gaze to her uncle and bit her lip. "I-I...." She managed out and turned her head away, her face red from humiliation of even thinking of that. She should've known better.
 
He felt her body changed with her embarrassed tone. He quickly took advantage to get her parents out of the picture. He pulled his hands away allowing her to get back to her feet and fix her clothes. "When I tell your parents about this. God I wonder what they think about you. I just touched you a bit inappropriately and you think I want to have sex with you!!" He stared at her eye being very relaxed in his tone. "What if I gave you a kiss, do you think that means I want to marry you?" Another hearty laugh at her expense.
 
She sighed a relief as he pulled away. She quickly fixed everything on her that was disturbed. Her eyes widened when he mentioned her parents. She glared at him and felt tears in her eyes. "U-Uncle...p-please don't tell them." She whimpered and turned away. "Stop. I-I didn't know." She stammered, tears running down her cheeks
 
He could let it go at that, but he wanted her to be embarrassed even more. "So you want me to hide that from them?? To lie to them when they asked why I kept you back??" He looked at her as if she was the worst kind of sinner there was. "I cannot lie to them Venice, if you don't want them to know then you should!!" He paused and looked at her, loving how she did nothing wrong but his words made it seemed like she did.

"How about this, I have been preaching to you, about being a good girl, if I tell them that, I won't be lying!!" The comment was more to put that excuse in her head. A perfect alibi for his actions.
 
"T-they'll think something's wrong with me," She said quietly when he paused. She look at him, tears still running down her cheeks. She felt horrible. She felt like all of this was her fault. She sniffled and wiped her eyes.

She considered what he said. She brightened up a little and nodded. "Y-yes. They'll believe that."
 
He moved to the door and opened it for her. "Good, I am always happy to help. But I really don't like how weak your mind and body is Venice. I want to see you again tomorrow evening. Our lord will only help those that try to help themselves. I know you are frighten, but you must have more faith. God is always testing us, only the truely rightous will pass his tests!!"

He knew he gave her a lot to think about. But that was the point, what he said made sense, even if she felt it was wrong.
 
Venice set her hands in front of her skirt. She looked up at him at her uncle and nodded. "O-okay Uncle." She walked out of the door and thought about what he said. How could she prove herself she was worthy, better yet, righteous? She sighed and waited for her uncle to driver her home

The next evening, Venice wore a satin blue dress that went to her knees. She wore stockings and white Mary Janes. She sat beside her male friend, watching her uncle preach. He was truly amazing when it came to this. She smiled softly at the thought and glanced over at her parents
 
Peter smiled when he saw his pretty niece. She looked perfect almost innocent in blue. She was the same girl he fondled yesterday. He smiled as he continued the sermon about the first sin and man reacted to it. It wad more in line for her plans for her today.

After the sermon he waved at her and pointed to his room. He left it to her to inform her parents of where she would. They were religious as well and would never leave her alone with a stranger.
 
Venice watched the whole sermon before it ended. She looked to where he pointed and nodded. She stood up and sauntered to his office, trying not to look anxious
 
When he saw her step in. He made sure that she being here without her parents knowledge. The mere idea that her parents knew, made his plot to get her seemed a bit more sinister. "Have you told your parents that would be with me for some spiritual lesson of our lord?" He smiled as his words sounded so well intentioned.

Off course he had to note that she was wearing a dress as though she was expecting his hands to touch her again. The dress made easy access for his strong hands.
 
She looked up at him and nodded. "Yes uncle. I told my parents." She answered and shifted in her seat.
 
He smiled at her response and his eyes focused on her body. "Today's lesson was meant for you. Man was created naked, free of sin. Only when he committed sin did he try to cover his self, his shame of committing sin." A smirk appeared on the pastor's face. "If you want to be good, sinless, then you must be able to stand naked before our lord!" He glanced back at the statue. "You know the right path is usually the most difficult."
 
She bit her lip, knowing her uncle was looking at her. She turned her head to him as he talked. She felt a blush sneak up on her cheeks. "Y-you want me to be naked?" She glanced at the statue and sighed
 
He smiled at her. "I don't want you naked, I want to see if you have the will, the power to be unashamed before our lord's eyes. God created you in his image, are you ashamed of what he created, do you think god made a mistake in creating you like that, that you need to hide your body!" He spoke in a preaching tone to his niece.
 
Venice shook lightly. "N-no. I'm comfortable with my b-body. I'll do it." She responded and stood up. She pulled off her Mary-Janes then her white stockings. She blushed deeply and pulled the sleeved down of her dress down.
 
Peter could feel her eyes watching him for his reaction. He did want to lust over her form. He was very curious of her curves, her dress did hint that she had perfect curves. To ensure that he can watch with leisure. "Don't look at me, look at our lord, he is the one you have to bare it all for!" He knew that she was a bit embarrassed by the red glow on her cheeks. "No one said being faithful would be easy! Are you feeling embarrassed about being naked? Before a servant of our lord?" He referred to himself in that statement
 
She finished undressing herself and curled her toes on the floor. She was embarrassed by being nude in front of her Uncle but she knew it was for a lesson. She She felt the urge to cover herself up but knew that her uncle would by displeased. She nodded at his question and bit her lip. "C-can I get dressed now?" She asked
 
He smiled as all her curves became evident. "No, not as yet!" He take a few steps closer. "Only when your embarrassment fades then you can get dressed!" Her face still flush red. "Why are you embarrassed? Do you think I would laugh at you, maybe you think I would want to have sex with you again?" He smirked as he reminded her of her statement the day before. "Maybe you would be more comfortable if I was naked also? Do you want to see Uncle naked?" He was tormenting her with embarrassing questions about the situation as he circled around letting her eyes pierce her sweet raw flesh.
 
She frowned and turned away, her cheeks not relaxing. "I-I don't know." She blushed even more when he reminded her of the statement from yesterday. She watched him walk around her. "T-that would help." She stammered as he suggest he would undress too.
 
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