The Lord's day ✝️ ❤️

You were promoted in the church... Grom teacher to my pastor. Spreading the message right now as you see me on my knees praying on the bench, in my short skirt, sticking my ass out just enough for you to see and... Remember what day it is. You were so nervous yesterday, in this same place, rehearsing for your first sermon. I asked myself how such a handsome and elegant man has the world in the palm of his hands and doesn't know it. Walking from one side to the other. Worried. Unhappy. And then I realized that your work as a teacher has always been exhausting. You love your lambs but never have time for yourself. You deny feeling pleasure, you think it's lust, but you don't know how important it is for success in your role. Man needs to feel complete... In all areas. But as I know you, I told you then that it wouldn't be lust if it were to teach the lamb a lesson. I said that, after that morning in Sunday school, I would need to be trained and your firmness in the pulpit on Sunday today... You preached like no one else. You wanted so much for your words to have an effect on me, you wanted me to stop, but you soon realized that certain lambs only come into line when they are physically tamed. It was already late afternoon and there was no one else in the temple. And then you asked me what day it was and I said as I took off my clothes that - Today is the Lord's day. The ambiguity of my answer made you go crazy. Your head was as confused as your cock. You wanted to make me yours and it didn't take long for you to sit in that chair like the king you always were, put me on my knees and make me suck you until my mouth was full enough of your sacredness. I would never say such nonsense again. From that moment on, we spoke in languages foreign to everyone except the two of us.