Treach - Part One

MANY TALES trickle down out of the blue hills of the Appalachian Mountains that never make it into a screenplay for "The Waltons" . This story is one of them.

The Reverend Silas J. Treach, pastor of "The Gathering of the Holy Brethren Incarnate, Church of God Himself", a denomination which he himself had founded, was in a splendid mood this bright, July morning. He puttered around his rectory, singing hymns under his breath. He was a happy man. There was a wedding next week.

Reverend Treach looked forward to weddings in the small, mountain community that had so wisely entrusted its moral and spiritual care to him. He prided himself in the way his followers came together in the big, clapboard chapel to celebrate the joining of two young people in the eyes of God Himself. He could taste the moonshine that traditionally flowed nonstop for days following these blessed events. He praised God for allowing him to bless the unions of the young men and women of his flock, and to be instrumental in helping new families to get a start in the sparsely populated hills surrounding his mountain home. Mostly, though, he looked forward to the pre- marital counseling sessions that he required each and every perspective young couple to attend.

JAKE AND DANIELLE had known each other since they were children. They had both attended the small school down the road. The two youngsters were always seen together at church socials and had been virtually inseparable since Danielle turned thirteen.

Jake completed the sixth grade, then, like most young men in the community, went to work at the saw mill in Brewers Creek. He was a handsome, strapping, young man at eighteen, and although he was a little slow of wit, he meant to provide a comfortable life for his young bride-to-be. He was a hard working, God fearing, young man (thanks to the good Reverend), and he loved his sweet Danielle dearly.

What man wouldn't! At fourteen, Danielle was a figure of loveliness. She was a rare, mountain beauty with strawberry, blond hair and sky, blue eyes. The sweet, young girl's fair, white skin was flawless. She had a cute band of freckles that graced her high, cheek bones and ran in a little ribbon across the bridge of her tiny nose. Danielle's lovely, trim figure was just beginning to fill out, but the curves she already possessed, caused many an eye to follow her when she walked by.

Being a very small community, there had always been a shortage of available, young girls to go around. Danielle, since the tender age of eleven, had been taught by her mother, who had been taught by her mother, to fend off the unasked for attentions of uncles, nephews and other young men. She was saving herself for Jake.

DANIELLE SPENT her days helping her mother tend the family store down at the Crossroads. She worked six days a week and attended Sunday services at the Gathering regularly. Her mother was immensely proud of her sweet, young daughter. "Dannie" was a good girl.

It was Saturday morning when Danielle first went to her mother to tell her the news of her intentions to marry Jake.

"Oh, That's wonderful, baby," her mother said. "I remember the day your Pa asked me. Why I was even younger than you are, darlin'. Your Daddy just couldn't wait I 'spect. I was in his weddin' bed just two days after my thirteenth birthday," her mother mused.

"That's what I wanted to ask you about, Ma," Danielle said innocently. "Were you scared on your wedding night?"

"A little, baby, but it's only natural for a young bride to be nervous on that night. You just follow your heart and The Lord will see you through, darlin'," Danielle's mother reassured her.

"I know He will be with me, Ma," the sweet, young girl said, smiling brightly. "The Reverend Treach says the very same thing, Mamma. Jake and I are goin' to see the Reverend this very evening to commence our counseling."

Danielle's mother swayed on her feet as she paled visibly.

"What's wrong, Mamma?" Danielle asked, as she took her mother by the arm to help support her. The woman looked like she was going to faint dead away.

"Nothing, baby, nothing," the pretty, middle aged woman said weakly as her daughter helped her to a nearby chair. "I just got a case of the 'woosies', that's all." She fanned her face as the color slowly returned.

"It's alright to see Reverend Teach, ain't it, Ma?" the young girl asked suspiciously. "I mean after all, Jake and I can't get hitched without the Lord's blessing, and only the Reverend can give the Lord's blessing. Isn't that right, Mamma?" Danielle asked.

"That's right, darlin," her mother answered, as her otherwise proud shoulders slumped forward. "We all must go to see the Reverend Treach, baby. I did, sugar, and all the new brides-to-be on this mountain have gone; just as you will go, baby. You must be strong and praise God, and you'll be fine." A small tear trickled down her cheek.

Danielle went away somewhat disturbed by her mother's display of unease. She had spoken with Reverend Treach on more than one occasion, and he had always treated her very kindly. He made a point to ask her about her schooling, and never missed the chance to pat her on the head or to give her a little hug. The Reverend was very nice to all the young girls in his mountain parish.

'I wonder what Mamma got all worked up about?' Danielle thought as she went about her daily chores at the store. "Oh well," she shrugged. 'Maybe I'll just have to ask Reverend Treach, himself.'

Later that morning, the light of her young life strolled into the little, back woods store. Danielle's sweet face glowed with excitement.

She heard her mother say, "Mornin', Jake, and how are you this fine summer mornin'?"

"Just fine and dandy, Mrs. Towler," Jake replied with a big, toothsome grin. "Is my little Dannie here this mornin'?"

"Here I am, Jake," Danielle said as she hurried from the back, straightening her dress and hair.

"Hi there, Sunshine," Jake beamed at the lovely, young girl. "Just came by to remind you about our meetin' tonight with Reverend Treach at the rectory."

Danielle's mother turned away.

The young girl ran to her husband-to-be and hugged him tightly around his waist. Danielle was a good bit shorter than Jake. The top of her head only came to Jake's chest. Jake hugged her close, smelling her sweet, fresh scent, while in his mind he dreamed of his wedding night to come. 'He would be her first love,' Jake thought excitedly.

Jake had heard stories from his male relatives and other friends about sex. Most of these stories had been told in an off color manner that suggested to Jake that it was wrong to do these things. Jake had decided many years ago to save himself for Danielle, and he was sure that she had done the same for him. However, he instinctively lusted in his mind over things he had no first hand knowledge of. He and Dannie would discover these mysterious wonders on their own.

"I gotta go, Sunshine," Jake said as he held his tender love at arms length and gazed into her big, blue eyes.

Danielle smiled sweetly. Her pretty face was slightly flushed after their long embrace.

"I got a lot of work to finish around our place before sun down," Jake went on. "Remember, 8:00 PM at the rectory. Just you and me and Reverend Treach, OK?"

"OK, I'll be there," the young girl said looking down shyly.

"Bye, bye, Sunshine, Jake said. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek as he turned to leave. "Bye, Mrs. Towler," he said waving to Danielle's mother as he strode out of the store.

The rest of the day passed very slowly for young Danielle. She was both excited and at the same time slightly apprehensive about their up coming meeting with Reverend Treach. She wondered what they would talk about, and what the Reverend would have them do.

AFTER SUPPER Danielle bathed in the cool spring near the house, then put on her prettiest dress that her mother had made for her. At 7:30 PM, she left her small, mountain cabin and started up the hill to the big, white chapel of "The Gathering of the Holy Brethren Incarnate, Church of God Himself."

It was a lovely, summer evening to stroll the dusty, mountain road. The trees swayed in the gentle, evening breeze as the sky became a burnt umber above the blues and purples of Coot's Mountain away in the distance.

Danielle walked slowly, knowing she had plenty of time before her 8:00 meeting. She breathed deeply, enjoying the fresh, woodland smells that wafted on the warm breeze. She was very much at peace except for the wonderful tinge of excitement she felt inside as she looked forward somewhat nervously to taking this first big step toward marriage and a long, happy life with Jake.

As the contented, young girl rounded the next bend in the rutted, dirt road, she spied the big, white church gleaming bright orange in the rapidly, waning sunlight. The tall, old building quickly changed to a deep, almost blood red as she approached the fork in the road at the bottom of the steep, grassy hill upon which it stood. An unexpected chill ran through Danielle as she paused to stare up at the crimson, somehow foreboding structure. She wrapped her arms around her shoulders and shivered. Danielle was beginning to have second thoughts about her marital counseling session with the Reverend Treach, when from very near by she heard a familiar voice.

"Hi, sunshine," Jake called to her from the fork in the road. "What are you dreaming about? If I didn't know better, I'd say you looked frightened there for a minute," the tall, young man said as he strode toward her.

Jake's cheerful greeting broke Dannie's momentary trance. She didn't want to alarm her husband-to-be with her possibly, imagined misgivings, so she replied with a smile as Jake approached, "Hi, Jake. My Mamma told me that a young girl is supposed to be a little nervous just before her big day." She placed one finger to the corner of her mouth and blushed.

"Your Mamma would surely know," Jake laughed. "I reckon she's the wisest woman around these parts, and I know she wouldn't steer us wrong. You ready, Dannie? Let's go see the Reverend." The happy, young couple ascended the steep hill to the church hand in hand.

THE COUNSELING SESSIONS were to take place in the Rectory, the small residence provided by the community for the Reverend. The tiny cottage was built of field stone and was very dark. It had a few small windows, a roof of dark, grey slate and was set back into the green hillside just behind the main chapel building.

Darkness had settled around them by the time Jake and Danielle rounded the big church and spotted the single, dim lantern beside the front door of the Reverend Treach's dark, little cottage. The two approached the heavy, wooden door. Jake knocked. A moment later, he and Danielle, heard the sound of a bolt being thrown back, then slowly the thick, oak door opened before them allowing a warm glow to spill out onto the stoop.

"Good evening, my children," the tall man said as he stood silhouetted in the yellow light from the hallway.

"Good evening, Reverend," Jake responded politely. "Danielle and I are here for our counseling."

"Yes indeed..... Yes indeed," Treach replied, his face in the shadows. "Come right in, won't you?"

Jake allowed Danielle to enter first, then followed as the Reverend closed the door behind them. The young couple heard the heavy bolt "clunk" home. Again, Danielle reflexively brought her hands to her shoulders and hugged herself. As the Reverend Treach turned from the door to face them, both she and Jake looked up somewhat in awe.

Treach was a tall, lean man, standing over six feet. No one knew just how old he was, although he appeared to be in his mid to late sixties. His face was narrow and his piercing, dark eyes were set deep in his head below a prominent brow graced with bushy, grey eyebrows. His nose was long and narrow and blended with the fine point of his chin. He wore his shoulder length, grey hair under an inch wide, black leather, head band. Treach had a habit of wearing nothing but black, full length robes gathered at the waist with a dark piece of rope. He was an imposing figure behind the podium on Sundays as he preached fire and brimstone down at his quaking parishioners.

No one on the mountain knew where the Reverend came from. He just happened to appear one fall about thirty years ago, and over the course of the following winter, he caused the community to erect the big church in which he set up shop. He took great pains to convince the people of his fold that the many strict rules which he mandated were in the best interest of all, decreeing that he had been appointed by God Himself to watch over their very souls. Their sons and daughters were to come to him and obey his holy commands. "The survival of the community as a whole rests on the shoulders of these young people, and they need the seeds of my wisdom to ensure a bright future." he would preach from his high lectern on Sundays.

"Come in.. Come in, children," Treach said as he took Jake by the elbow in passing. He steered the young man past his fiancé gently placing a long arm around the shoulders of the pretty, young girl. Danielle and Jake allowed themselves to be guided into the Reverend's study.

The room was lit by several oil lamps, and consequently smelled strongly of kerosine. Danielle glanced around the room nervously as did Jake. She noticed two prominent pieces of furniture. One was a large, oak desk of the roll top variety near the dark fireplace. It looked very old and well used. The other piece, which seemed somehow out of place in a study, was a large bed covered with a dark material which appeared to be satin. The big bed stood alone in an alcove off one side of the room. The alcove was lit by two big, oil lanterns suspended from wrought iron sconces fastened to the stone walls on either side of the bed.

"Please, sit down and make yourselves comfortable," Treach said causing Danielle to jump. He turned and smiled pointedly at Danielle saying, "There is no need for concern, my dear. I am here to teach you. You must learn to trust me completely."

Danielle felt naked as the tall man's dark eyes bored into her. She felt as though he knew her every desire and her every secret. She blushed hotly.

"That's better," Treach said as he watched the young girl like a viper studying its prey. "The two of you sit right down." He motioned in the general direction of two small, wooden chairs separated by a round table as he turned to his big desk.

First Jake, then Danielle sat down silently as the Reverend swung his big, leather, swivel chair around to face the young couple. "You two children wish to be joined as husband and wife in God's eyes?" Treach asked sternly looking first at Danielle, and then at Jake.

"Y...yes, sir," Jake stuttered. He squirmed under the Reverend's gaze.

"And you, young lady?" Treach asked turning his dark eyes on Danielle.

"I... I surely do, Reverend, I love Jake," the young girl said softly as she stared intently at her feet.

"Please, my dear," Treach said in a fatherly tone. "Look up at me when you speak. You are such a lovely, young girl. You remind me very much of your dear mother, Jodie. How is she?"

Danielle was a little shocked to hear the Reverend refer to her mother by her first name. "She's just fine," Danielle replied, trying her best to look at the Reverend as she had been instructed.

Treach noticed immediately that the young girl was attempting to comply with his wishes and smiled as he continued, "Yes, Jodie, I mean your mother, he corrected himself quickly, was such a beautiful, young thing. She was one of my most willing pupils when it came to a desire to learn of love and the joys marriage. I remember our sessions together very well indeed," the Reverend went on in an almost dreamlike voice, his eyes looking back to another time. After a moment, he seemed to return to the present as he said, "Do give her my regards, my dear."

"I will," said Danielle. She fidgeted with the seam of her dress, glancing nervously across the small table at Jake.

Jake was about to smile back at Dannie when the Reverend asked sharply, "And you, young man?" Jake looked quickly back to Treach. "Do you plan to keep this young woman happy and healthy? Can you ensure for her a secure life so that she will be wanting of nothing?" Treach leaned toward Jake and seemed to grow taller in his big chair under the dim, lamp light.

"I.. I reckon, I can," Jake stammered, intimidated by the Reverend's phraseology and imposing countenance. "I do love Dannie dearly, Reverend Treach, Sir," the young man went on gamely.

"Love!" the Reverend Treach thundered as he stood. Jake and Danielle both shrank back in their seats.

"And what do you two children know of love?" the big man asked in a loud, commanding voice.

"Well, I....." Jake began.

Treach cut him off. "I have sought over the years to teach all of my followers about God's love for man. You have learned about God's love for man, have you not?" The Reverend glared harshly at Jake.

"Y.. Yes, sir," Jake replied timidly.

"Good! That is very good," Treach went on as he once more took his seat. "What I intend now, he said more quietly, is to teach you two children about a man's love for a woman. Do either of you know about this type of love?" Treach stared intently first at Jake, then at Danielle.

Danielle felt herself flush under the Reverend's gaze. Treach didn't miss a note. He smiled to himself as he noticed the young girl's complexion take on a definite glow.

"Young lady," Treach said. Danielle glanced up nervously. "Have you been dabbling in the sins of the flesh?" Danielle thought she would faint. She averted her gaze and tried to respond but Treach beat her to the punch.

"Have you not saved yourself for your husband-to-be?" the Reverend asked putting a spin on the question.

"No... I mean, Yes... I mean...," Danielle said, hopelessly intimidated and confused.

"Look at me when you speak, young lady," came the Reverend's harsh reply.

Danielle raised her head, but could not bring herself to meet Treach's dark stare. "I have saved myself for Jake," she said in a tiny voice. Treach sensed something lacking in her answer.

"So you have been with no man, is that correct?" Treach pressed.

Panic flared in the young girl's blue eyes as she finally was able to look directly at the imposing figure seated across from her. "Yes, I..." she started and then gave a worried look in Jake's direction. Jake didn't appear to have picked up on any of this. He just smiled reassuringly at his sweet Dannie as she squirmed quite uncomfortably before the Reverend Silas J. Treach. "Yes, I..." Danielle began again when the Reverend broke in.

"That's very good, Danielle," he said as he gave the anxious, young girl a knowing smile. Danielle looked away immediately.

"Jake," the Reverend said in a softer voice, tearing the young man's attention from his fiancé. "Have you experienced any of the forbidden fruits? Have you saved your virtues for your bride-to-be?"

Jake's handsome face reddened slightly as he said, "Reverend Treach, Sir, since I was a young boy, I have only had eyes for my darlin', Dannie. Why I hardly looked at another girl since I can't remember when," the young man went on proudly. He smiled warmly at Danielle. Danielle smiled back with just a hint of uncertainty. Jake missed it completely. Treach, on the other hand, didn't!

"And the Lord loves you for it, boy," the Reverend said in his most benevolent voice. "You are a God fearing, young man, and I see that you have learned much from my weekly sermons," Treach went on, taking a good deal of the credit for Jake's strong moral fiber. "Our counseling sessions should be brief and easy," he told the young couple as he stood. "I would like to see you both again Monday evening at this same time.

Jake and Danielle started up from their seats.

"Danielle, my dear girl," the Reverend said, shifting again to a fatherly tone of voice. "I would, however, like for you to come here tomorrow after the Evening Prayer service."

"Beg pardon, Reverend?" the young girl said somewhat apprehensively.

"Please come alone tomorrow night for some additional counseling, young lady," Treach responded flatly.

"Is there anything wrong?" Jake asked, as he noticed for the first time the uneasy look on Danielle's pretty face.

"No, son, there is nothing wrong at all," the Reverend reassured the young man. "I routinely counsel the perspective bride alone since it will be her job to raise a family. I feel it is my duty to the community to ensure that we have experienced mothers-to-be among us." Treach smiled warmly at the young couple. Danielle didn't care for the way the Reverend emphasized the word "experienced", but since Jake didn't react at all, she assumed it was just her nervousness that was causing her to feel so ill at ease.

As the Reverend put his arms around the happy, young couple and escorted them to the door, Danielle felt the man's hand slip innocently from her shoulder and slide softly down her back, where it came to rest briefly against her warm bottom.

Danielle didn't want to say anything for fear of upsetting Jake, but she did look quickly up at the tall man standing between them. Had she only imagined it, or had the Reverend given her a sly smile and little squeeze before removing his hand and opening the door for them?

"Go with the Lord, my children," the Reverend Treach said as he waved to the departing young couple. "And, Danielle," he called after them. "You be sure to tell your mother that you might be a trifle late after counseling tomorrow and please give her my best. I know she will understand."

SUNDAY MORNING DAWNED bright and clear. The early, morning mists clung to the tree tops down in the deep, green valleys surrounding the remote, mountain community. It was a cool morning for July. The air was particularly clean and fresh as the gentle breeze blew through the deep, mountain woods picking up the scent of pine and hemlock.

Danielle awoke to the sound of the gently, flowing stream that issued from the spring house below her bedroom window and babbled off down the narrow, stoney creek. She stretched lazily in her bed and smiled, dreaming of her up-coming wedding. 'Only three more days,' she thought. 'Only three days and Jake and I will begin a new life together.' Her thoughts became unexpectedly lustful as she remembered her mother's reference to her wedding night with her father. Danielle's hand wandered slowly down her tummy as she dreamed absentmindedly about her sweet Jake. 'What would he be like?' she wondered as her hand unconsciously caressed her lower abdomen. 'What would sex be like?'

Danielle's reverie was suddenly broken when she heard her mother call to her from the hall.

"Dannie, time's a wastin', young lady. Church starts in thirty minutes, and you know the Reverend won't abide tardiness."

Danielle's sweet brow furrowed as her previously sunny mood quickly clouded over with mild apprehension. 'Why was she so worried about meeting with the Reverend Treach alone?' The young girl couldn't seem to put her finger on the source of her concern. 'Better ask Mamma,' she thought as she clambered out of her warm bed.

"Comin' Mamma," she called back.

Danielle walked into the big kitchen to find her father just getting up from the breakfast table. "Mornin', baby," he said smiling warmly at his pretty, little daughter as he tossed a napkin onto the corner of the big, wooden table. "Aren't you the sleepy head this mornin'. You should get to bed earlier so you can get your rest. After all, your big day is gettin' mighty close."

"I know, Daddy," Danielle said as she moved around the table to give her dad a big hug. He kissed her on the forehead. "I have to be late again tonight, though, 'cause the Reverend Treach wants to see me by myself for more counseling," Danielle continued.

"Well, darlin', you just go ahead and do what ever the Reverend tells you. After all, he knows what's best for a young couple. Ain't that right, Ma?" Russ Towler said addressing his wife.

Dannie's mother, who had been about to say something else, glanced down at the floor and muttered softly, "That's right, Sugar." She looked back up, searching her young daughter's face. Her eyes were moist as she went on, "You go on to the Reverend tonight and you do whatever it is he wants you to do. It may be hard for you to understand at first, but all of us women folk went through the same thing when we was your age. You'll be fine, baby, and remember, you can always come to your Mamma and tell me all about it. I been there, child, and I understand."

"Thanks, Mamma," Danielle replied. "I guess I'm just nervous, that's all." She smiled timidly.

"You'd best get yourself ready, Darlin'," her father said. "We're off to the Gatherin', in two shakes." Danielle hurried out of the kitchen to get ready for Church.

The Towler family walked together to church on that bright Sunday morning, arriving just as the last of the parishioners were walking into the door.

"Good morning, good morning," the Reverend Silas J. Treach positively beamed from the front steps of his big, white chapel as he extended a lean hand to Mr. Towler.

"Mornin' to you, Reverend," Russ Towler replied taking Treach's offered hand.

"And how is your lovely family on God's fine morning?" the Reverend asked directing his dark smile toward Danielle and her mother. "Good morning Mrs. Towler, you are looking radiant as always," Treach commented brightly.

"Good mornin', Reverend," Danielle's mother replied flatly, as she followed her husband up the church steps. Jodie avoided the Reverend's touch by walking rapidly to catch up with her husband, who was just entering the Church.

"Well, here's our lovely Danielle," the tall preacher continued. He put his long arm around the young girl, holding her back as she attempted to follow her parents into the big church.

Looking back, Danielle's mother noticed her daughter with Treach. Trying to conceal the loathing in her voice she said, "We'll see you inside, baby." She then turned reluctantly and walked into the big building.

"OK, Mamma," Danielle said to her mother's back as she felt the Reverend hug her closer to himself. She put a hand to his chest and turned her face away from him as Treach leaned closer and whispered,

"I am looking forward to our meeting this evening, Danielle."

"M..me too, sir," the sweet bride-to-be stammered. Danielle trembled involuntarily. She had never known the Reverend to hug her so closely before. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. She glanced quickly back over her shoulder to see if any of her neighbors might be nearby. Danielle felt almost relieved to find she was alone with Treach for the moment on the sunlit, church steps.

"I want you to arrive promptly at 9:00, my dear. We have a lot of ground to cover tonight. Does your mother, Jodie, know you will be late getting home?"

"Y..yes, sir," Danielle replied. She tried her best not to react too strongly when the Reverend's clandestinely exploring hand began to descend down her back. She started to get quite alarmed, however, when she felt the big man begin to squeeze her hips and to pass his hand across her round, little butt.

"I should join my folks," Danielle said quickly as she twisted from Treach's embrace and scurried into the church.

"Until later then, my dear girl," Treach said to no one in particular. He smiled lecherously to himself, then strode proudly into his church, his dark robes rustling as he walked.

TWILIGHT CAME all to quickly for Danielle's liking that day. After dinner Danielle retired to her room to get ready for her late night counseling session. After several minutes of silent debate, Danielle decided that she should wear a dress suitable for church, since she was going to see the Reverend. The barefooted, young girl was a true figure of innocence to behold as she donned a pretty, blue and white, checked dress then puttered around her room, waiting for the final, few minutes to pass before she had to leave for the rectory.

At 8:45, Danielle said goodbye to her mother and father, walked out of the small cabin and up the road to meet with Reverend Treach. Even though it was a warm evening, Danielle felt herself begin to shiver slightly as she approached the dark, little cottage where the Reverend Treach resided. The young girl somehow sensed impending unpleasantness and came very close to turning around at the head of the path to Treach's door and going straight home, but then she thought of her commitment to Jake. Danielle took a deep breath, squared her little shoulders and approached the dark doorway with a determined look on her pretty face.

She knocked lightly on the heavy, oak door.

Treach must have been waiting just inside, because the door opened immediately.

"Ohh!" Danielle gasped, startled by the dark man now standing before her in the open doorway.

"Good evening, Danielle," the Reverend said softly. "It is good of you to be on time. Do come right in," he said, as he reached to hug the young girl.

Danielle shrank back slightly, and in a trembling voice said, "Good evening to you R..Reverend Treach."

"Please come in, Dannie," Treach went on. "Do you mind if I call you Dannie?" he asked. "I have heard Jake refer to you as Dannie."

"N..No, I mean, well, I guess so," Danielle stammered.

"Thank you, my dear. As I was saying, please don't be afraid. I am your teacher, and I am here to help you." Treach caught Danielle around the waist, pushing himself against her warm, young body as he closed the heavy door. He could smell her sweet, fresh scent, and feel her squirm nervously against himself.

The tall preacher stepped away from the young girl and took her by the shoulders. Danielle felt a shudder go through her body as her eyes were involuntarily captured by Treach's almost hypnotic gaze. The old man said, "You are looking quite lovely tonight, my dear young girl. You do so much resemble your dear mother, Jodie. Please, let me help you get more comfortable."

Without further comment, Treach placed a strong arm around the trembling, young girl and guided her down the dark hallway and into his study. "Here we are," the Reverend said as they entered the dimly lit room. The only lamps providing light to the musty smelling room were the green shaded lamp on the big, roll top desk and the two lanterns on either side of the big bed in the alcove. In contrast to the dim light from the desk lamp, the bright lights in the alcove caused the bed's satin cover to glow ominously.

Treach - Part Two

"Please, do sit down Dannie, my dear," Treach intoned as he forced her to sit in one of the two small, wooden chairs near his big desk. "Please relax for a moment, won't you, while I fetch us something to drink, then we'll begin our session." Treach turned and quickly disappeared through a small, curtain covered door at the back of the room.

Danielle rubbed her knees nervously as she took in her gloomy surroundings. The shaded lamp illuminated only a very small area around the desk. The rest of the stone walled room was deep in shadows with the exception of the big bed in the corner. Danielle eyed it suspiciously.

"It was very nice to see you and your family at The Gathering today, my dear," the Reverend Treach said, startling Danielle once again as he walked quietly into the room. "Please, drink this, it will help you to relax. " Treach offered Danielle a large, ornately engraved, silver chalice.

"What is it?" Danielle asked as she sniffed at the big cup.

"The chalice contains Holy wine mixed with some special herbs. It is part of the ritual you must follow in your ascension toward womanhood," Treach told the young girl, as he smiled warmly.

"But I'm really not old enough to drink," said Danielle timidly. She was ever so slightly curious, however, about this 'Ascension toward womanhood' thing the Reverend had just mentioned.

"Don't worry Danielle, tonight you are in my care," Treach reassured her. "Everything you say and do will be blessed in the Lord's sight, so long as you are in my house. These counseling sessions are meant to be enjoyable," he went on.

Danielle brought the engraved cup to her lips and took a tentative sip as she watched the dark preacher over the rim. Treach leaned back in his big, swivel chair and smiled warmly at the sweet, young girl across from him.

"Drink it all down, Dannie," Treach insisted as Danielle started to place the chalice on the small table beside her chair. Danielle brought the big cup back to her mouth and tipped it up. Treach watched patiently as the young girl consumed the last of its contents. "That's very good, my dear," he said as he reached for the chalice. Danielle handed it to him and sat back in her seat. She shook her pretty head slightly and brought a hand to her cheek.

"I feel kinda funny," the young girl said.

Treach saw the telltale rise of color in Danielle's pretty, young face. His concoction of mild sedatives and stimulants mixed with the cheap, sweet, fortified wine would serve to relax his young subject as well as to lower her resistance and inhibitions.

"Just relax, Danielle. Sit back and close your eyes for a moment and think peaceful thoughts. Think of starting your new life with Jake. Relax and rest your tired eyes," Treach droned on in a slow, soothing voice.

Danielle soon dozed peacefully in her seat as the Reverend reached over to his desk and pressed the "Record" button on his small, concealed cam-corder. "I want to ask you a few questions. Can you hear me alright, Dannie?"

"Uh huh," Danielle nodded slowly, completely under Treach's spell.

"Good, that's very good. You don't mind answering a few questions do you?"

"No, Sir," Danielle answered softly, her eyes closed, her breathing slow and regular.

"That's a good girl, Dannie. The other evening when you and Jake were here, I asked you if you had ever had any experiences with boys, or if you were indeed saving yourself for Jake. Do you remember that, my dear?" the Reverend questioned in a soft, even voice.

"Uh huh," the young girl replied, her brow suddenly furrowed with concern as she squirmed in her seat.

"You seemed worried or concerned, the other night, Dannie. Why was that? Have you been with a man before, Danielle?" Treach's last question was delivered in a far more interrogative tone.

"No, I... Well, I uh.. My uncle Jim, he.... Ohhhhhhh.." Danielle whined.

The young girl rapidly became agitated. "That's OK, Dannie, we'll discuss that part later, perhaps. Just relax and think deep, peaceful thoughts. Deep, quiet thoughts, my dear."

Danielle's sweet face became more tranquil almost at once as her breathing again became slow and regular.

"That's very, very good, my dear. Danielle, it's time for you to put on the ceremonial gown. Would you like to do that for me now, my dear?"

"I.. I guess so," the sleepy, young girl replied.

"Good, Danielle, that's very nice. When I count to three, you may open your eyes, but before you do, I want you to remember the phrase, 'Country road take me home'. Will you repeat that for me please Danielle."

"Country road take me home," Danielle droned in a monotone response.

"That's just right, Danielle. Whenever you hear this phrase, you will again fall into a deep sleep. A very relaxed, deep and peaceful sleep, do you understand, Danielle?"

"Yes, Reverend Treach, I understand."

"Very well, then when I count to three, you will wake up, but you will still be in a hypnotic state. One.. Two.. Three. Open your eyes, Dannie."

Danielle's blue eyes opened. She stared straight ahead, a blank expression on her face.

"I want you to look to your right, my dear. Do you see the big, green, partition screen standing there?" Treach pointed with a long, bony finger to an area near the dark fireplace a few feet away. There was nothing there.

In her mind's eye, Danielle saw a big, three piece partition standing between the fireplace and the Reverend Treach. "Uh Huh," she answered, nodding her head.

"Good. Very, very good, Danielle." Do you see the golden chest containing the Holy Ceremonial Gown sitting on the seat of the other chair beside you?"

Danielle looked at the small, wooden chair, then back to Treach and nodded.

"When I tell you to, I want you to stand up, remove the gown from the golden chest and step behind the screen. You may then change into the Holy Gown. Once you have changed, you may hang your clothes over the wooden chair, and then return to your seat. Do you understand me, Danielle?" Treach went on softly and evenly.

"Uh huh," the young virgin replied once more.

The Reverend Silas J. Treach smiled as he said, "OK, Danielle, go ahead." Then he sat back to watch the show.

Danielle rose from her seat and stepped to the other small, wooden chair a few feet away where she leaned down and carefully opened the cardboard box marked "Frederick's of Hollywood." With a look of absolute wonder on her sweet, innocent face, Danielle withdrew the very "slinky", almost transparently shear, negligee.

Danielle couldn't take her eyes off of the exquisite, full length gown woven of golden thread and very tastefully ornamented with pearls. Without a doubt it was the most beautiful thing the young, mountain girl had ever seen. "I'm allowed to wear this?" she asked the Reverend, a sparkle of excitement in her blue eyes.

Treach smiled grandly at Danielle and replied, "It is for you to wear when you are under my roof. You may come here as often as you like, Dannie. Even after you are married if you wish, and always you may wear the Holy Ceremonial Gown."

Danielle was overjoyed. "Oh thank you, Reverend Treach. It's so lovely!"

"Go ahead, Dannie," Treach said. "Step behind the screen and try it on."

Danielle looked once more at the beautiful garment in her hands, then back to the Reverend. She then looked to her right and again saw in her mind the tall, privacy screen. She stepped behind it and laid the golden gown over a nearby oak chest.

The Reverend Silas J. Treach leaned back in his big, leather chair and stretched his long legs out in front him. His hand strayed to his crotch as he watched the innocent, young girl reach behind her back and begin to unzip her sun dress right before his staring eyes.

Danielle was very excited. She couldn't wait to get out of her home made dress and into the beautiful gown the Reverend had given her to wear. Quickly, the young girl unzipped the zipper that ran down the back of her dress. She removed her arms from the sleeves and tugged the old dress down over her hips, letting it fall to the floor.

Treach almost salivated as the young girl's dress slipped down her slender thighs to form a puddle of cloth at her feet. Now only a plain white bra and cotton panties screened her nubile body from the lecherous gaze of the old man. He watched the smooth muscles of her body move as she bent to retrieve the gown, then held it at arms length to inspect it, while unconsciously kicking her old dress away from her feet.

Danielle's figure was lovely for a girl of fourteen. She had flawless, white skin with the exception of a small band of freckles that crossed her chest just below her collar bones. Below that, her small, but seemingly well shaped, young breasts swelled as she breathed excitedly.

Treach's eyes scanned slowly down Danielle's perfect body then came to rest at the juncture of her thighs. The old man began to muse, wondering what Danielle would be like when he was finally able to have his way with her. Would she be as good as her mother?

"Can you hear me back there, Danielle?" the Reverend called, attempting to reinforce Danielle's belief that she was screened from his view.

"Yes, Reverend Treach. I can hear you," Danielle replied.

"You must remove all of your clothing before putting on the gown, Dannie. The Lord, God wants all of his young girls to be as naked as Eve in the Garden when they wear his Holy Robe. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Reverend, but why is that?" the semi-naked, young girl asked as she stared at the inside of the imaginary privacy screen.

"Never you mind, Danielle. Please do as you are told," Treach replied flatly.

"Alright," Danielle answered as she reached behind her back to unfasten the snaps of her bra.

Treach's eyes widened and his mouth began to water as the two perfect, white cones of Danielle's untouched, young breasts came into view. Each were topped with delicate, dark, pink nipples surrounded by silky, pink areolae.

"Is everything OK, Dannie?" the Reverend croaked as he struggled to maintain his composure.

"Yes, Reverend Treach, I'm almost dressed," Danielle replied innocently as she hooked her thumbs under the waist band of her cotton panties then slowly drew them down.

Treach's knuckles grew white as he clutched the arms of his big leather chair. Danielle stood before him naked and lovely as she kicked her panties into the pile of clothing at her feet. The yellow lamp light from Treach's desk caused the soft, golden hair on the young virgin's pussy to glow in the dim room. Her firm, white thighs were strong and smooth and her pert, little ass was magnificent to behold. Treach tried to speak but found he was completely breathless for the moment, so he contented himself to simply gaze at the lovely, mountain virgin before him. Treach noted that the young girl's soft, pubic hair was such that her pussy slit was plainly visibly through the thin covering of blond down.

Treach's reverie was finally broken when Danielle leaned over, picked up the flimsy negligee, raised her arms high above her head and allowed thin garment to float gracefully down her firm, young body. Treach gulped as Danielle's firm breasts stretched when she raised her arms high, her nipples pointing at him invitingly.

"I'm ready now, Reverend," the young girl said as she stepped from behind the imagined screen, her sweet young face aglow with delight.

Treach was aglow as well, but not exactly with same kind of delight as his young victim. "You look lovely, my dear," Treach said in a rasping whisper. "Turn around so I can see all of you in your golden gown."

Danielle smiled innocently as she slowly turned in a circle before the Reverend. Treach could see every soft curve of the sweet virgin's body beneath the shear nightie. Danielle made one complete revolution then stopped, and looked at the Reverend expectantly.

"You are very pleasing to the Lord's eye, my sweet," the Reverend Treach purred as he slowly got to his feet and moved close to the young girl. He placed two fingers beneath Danielle's chin and raised her pretty face saying, "I want you to do exactly as I say from this point onward. Do you understand, Danielle?"

"Yes, Reverend," came the young virgin's trance like reply.

"Everything I do and say is God's will, my dear. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Reverend Treach."

"Good, very good. Now, Danielle, do not be afraid. I want you to tell me exactly what your Uncle Jim did to you when you were younger. Only the Lord and I will ever know."

"Well.. I," the young girl hesitated, tried to look down, but Treach held her chin causing Danielle to look directly into his dark eyes. Treach placed his other hand on Danielle's shoulder and squeezed gently.

"That's right, Dannie, you can tell me. You trust me completely, don't you Dannie."

"Yes.. I... I do trust you, Reverend," Danielle chanted.

"Very good, Danielle. Tell me, did your Uncle Jim ever touch you?"

"Yes, he..."

"Go on, Danielle. Where did your Uncle Jim touch you?" Treach slowly moved his hand over the young girl's shoulder and down her arm.

"Where, Danielle?"

"He touched me... you know...," she shivered. "You know, down there. Danielle lowered her blue eyes.

Treach's hand had by now come to rest on the young virgin's warm hip. "Look up at me, Danielle," Treach said somewhat sternly. Her gaze quickly returned to meet his. "We are in God's house and we can now speak openly of such things. Did he touch your pussy, Danielle?" the Reverend Silas J. Treach asked the trembling, young virgin standing before him.

A tear formed in one of Danielle's blue eyes as she sobbed gently. "Yes he did, Reverend. I didn't want him to, but he was a grownup, and he said I should do as I was told or I would become a bad, little girl."

Treach gazed into Danielle's lovely, blue eyes and smiled saying, "It's alright, my dear. I am here to listen and to heal." Treach moved his hand to Danielle's cheek and wiped away a tear as he gently stroked her soft skin. She nuzzled her face against his warm hand.

Suddenly the Reverend's gaze became harder as he moved his hand behind Danielle's small neck and held her. "Look at me now, Danielle, and hear me. Although it was not entirely of your doing, you have non-the-less sinned before your maker. You must be cleansed by the laying on of hands. I will heal you now," Treach said in a commanding voice as without warning he quickly moved his hand from Danielle's hip to firmly cup her virgin pussy through the thin material of the "Ceremonial Gown".

"God be praised!" Treach cried as he pulled the startled, young girl closer, meanwhile his hand was busy between Danielle's firm thighs as he reveled in the feel of her soft, warm, little cunt. 'The first touch was always the best,' Treach thought, feeling the soft rasping of Dannie's fine pubic hair against the thin nylon as he rubbed.

Danielle was too startled to cry out. Although she was under Treach's spell, and also affected by the drug mixture he had administered in the cheap wine, the young girl instinctively tried to pull away from the tall man, but the Reverend had dropped an arm around her shoulders, and now held her tightly against him as he fondled her at will. Finally Danielle found her voice and squealed, "Reverend Treach, no! Oh please stop, Reverend Treach!"

The Reverend gave her one final squeeze, then removed his hand from between Danielle thighs. Much to her surprise, he then grabbed her not too gently by her jaw and cheeks. Treach glared down at the frightened girl and said authoritatively, "You will submit and be healed, young lady! You wouldn't want your husband-to-be to find out that his bride has been sullied by the hand of a sinner, would you, Danielle?" A sly tone had crept into the Reverend's voice.

"Why no, Reverend, but..."

"Very well, then." Treach went on, cutting her off. "We must explore further the depths of your defilement. We shall probe deep into your very being in order to root out the evil hidden within and replace it with seeds of virtue. This endeavor will require courage and fortitude, my child. Are you ready to be purged, my sweet, Danielle?" Treach cried aloud throwing his head back. He returned his dark gaze to the now trembling, young girl before him, taking her sweet face between his two hands. "Are you ready?" the tall man said again, more ominously this time.

"I.. I guess so," Danielle answered timidly her blue eyes blinking back the tears.

"Do not be frightened, my child," Treach continued more tenderly. "You shall not be harmed. Before this night is through, you will find yourself transformed from a little girl into a woman," Treach said as he looked upon the sweet innocence of the young girl's face clasped between his large hands. He leaned forward and kissed Danielle gently on the forehead.

"Reverend, I," Danielle started, but before she could finish her plea, the Reverend Silas J. Treach placed his lips over Danielle's tender, young mouth and quickly slipped his tongue inside.

"Mmm.. Mmm," the young virgin whined through her nose as she fought to pull back from Treach, but the tall man had her face held firmly between his hands and would not release her. Danielle began to struggle weakly as she felt the Reverend's tongue dart around inside her mouth. Her Uncle Jimmy had kissed her on several occasions, but never like this.

"Do not resist me, Danielle," Treach commanded as he pulled away briefly and shook the young girl by her shoulders.

Young Danielle was practically in shock as she opened her mouth to protest but immediately found the Reverend's long tongue back inside probing at the back of her throat and dancing over the inside of her teeth. She trembled in the big man's embrace as he held her tightly to himself with one long arm around her shoulders and one hand behind her head.

After several fervent moments Treach felt the young girl begin to slowly relax in his embrace. Danielle's sweet, warm mouth yielded to his intrusion reluctantly, and although she did not know how to respond properly, she allowed herself to be kissed deeply and passionately for several long minutes. As he kissed her, Treach thrilled to the fresh scent of the young, mountain virgin trembling in his arms. 'Soon,' he thought to himself gleefully, 'I'll smell her arousal.'

When finally he released her, Treach noticed that Danielle's pretty face and neck had taken on a definite glow. He held her firmly by the shoulders and gazed upon her as she stood slightly dazed and blinking. "You are indeed a sweet child, my dear Danielle. You certainly remind me of your dear mother, Jodie, only I do believe that you shine even brighter with the Lord's holy light, my child. It is going to be a pleasure to prepare you for your husband."

Danielle looked up at the tall Reverend questioningly but did not reply.

"Now tell me, my child. What else did your wicked Uncle Jim do to you? You need not be embarrassed or shy in God's house. Please tell me every detail. Did he try to kiss you, Danielle?"

"Yes, Reverend. Uncle Jimmy kissed me a lot, but never like you just did, with your tongue and all." She blushed.

"I understand, my dear," Treach said smiling. "You see, I must use whatever means I have at my disposal to probe into you to seek out the evil left within from your incestuous encounters. I will use my mouth, my hands, other instruments or whatever is necessary to search your every opening to find what may lie hidden and festering. You must be strong and brave, Danielle. This process may take several sessions. I will also meet with you and Jake together, but what we do in these private sessions will remain a secret, strictly confidential between the two of us. Is that understood?"

"Uh huh," Danielle replied nervously.

"Before we are through, my child, you will be an empty vessel waiting to be filled, and I shall fill you. Fear not my sweet Danielle."

Danielle stood entranced before the tall, dark preacher.

"Come over here and stand before me, Danielle," Treach instructed as he returned to his big swivel chair. He led the young girl by the hand and sat facing her. "What else did your uncle do? Is there more you should tell me, Danielle? When he touched your pussy?" Treach started to ask, but the young girl turned away blushing hotly, her hands instinctively covering herself even though Treach's hypnotic suggestion told her that the gown she wore was opaque.

"Do not turn away!" Treach commanded in a loud voice startling the young girl. Then in a gentler tone he continued, "You must not be shy or embarrassed in front of your teacher, my child. You must open yourself up to me, both to my eyes and to my touch if you are to be cleansed. Do not be disturbed by my referrals to your anatomy. Remember, you are in God's house. You are a woman, Danielle and as such your body parts shall be referred to correctly here - your thighs, your belly, your little titties - look at me Danielle," Treach commanded.

The young girl reluctantly brought her big, blue eyes back to look at the Reverend seated before her. "Your warm, little mouth," Treach stared hard at the blushing, young virgin briefly then allowed his gaze to once again slip down Danielle's young body. "Your firm, little ass and of course your sweet, warm pussy. As we progress in our sessions, I might also refer to it as your cunt. Now, when your uncle touched your pussy, how did he do it, Danielle?"

Even in her mild hypnotic state, Danielle squirmed in embarrassment. She had a vivid mental picture of her Uncle Jimmy as he leaned over her in her bedroom. From as early as she could remember up until her twelfth birthday, Uncle Jimmy liked for her to lie down when they played the 'touching game'. He would then rub his hand up one of her little thighs until his hand found her soft, young sex which he would begin to rub her through her little, cotton panties.

Danielle hated Uncle Jimmy at first for what he made her do, but as the years went by, she found, much to her great consternation, that she began to almost like the way his hand felt down there. This caused a great deal of turbulence to arise in the young girl's mind, but the 'games' continued nonetheless. After several minutes of rubbing her through her panties, her uncle would usually lean down to her and kiss her on the lips then mumble something like, "I love you, little Darlin'." Danielle remembered the smell of stale moonshine on his breath as her uncle then moved his hand beneath the waistband of her panties. Uncle Jimmy would use his other hand to spread her little thighs as he slowly pushed his finger over the outer lips of her young pussy and down into the warm slit between.

At her then tender age, Danielle's mind reeled with a confused array of thoughts, as strange sensations were transmitted from between her legs. Uncle Jimmy would rub his finger up and down in her pussy for several minutes, then he would remove his hand from her pants briefly to smell his finger. Again he would kiss her and tell her how sweet she smelled. Then he would lick his finger and return it between her thighs.

As the years passed, Danielle's mind began to sort out the strange sensations and found them to be more and more pleasurable, even though she knew in her soul that what Uncle Jimmy was doing was wrong. She had wanted to tell her mother on several occasions but then stopped herself for some reason, knowing that Uncle Jimmy was coming to visit the next day.

As Danielle aged, her body also began to respond instinctively to her uncle's manipulations. She found herself getting wet down there without the aid of her uncle's moistened finger. She found her legs spreading for her uncle without his having to coax. At times she noticed herself getting damp just thinking about her uncle's exploring hands. All of these feelings combined to form a big quandary in her young mind that left Danielle feeling dirty and humiliated. As a result, she never discovered masturbation, and once her uncle ceased to visit, she became utterly celibate in the strictest sense of the word. She never spoke of these "touching games" to anyone.

Until now.

"He would use his finger to kinda, you know..." Danielle said as she returned to the present. Her knees were locked tightly together, and her young body twisted one way and then the other as she blushed hotly.

"I'm not quite sure I follow you, Danielle, but we must get to the bottom of this if you are to be cleansed. To do this I will have to touch you once more."

"But," Danielle said in a worried, little voice.

"Do not interrupt, my child," Treach said flatly, then continued. "When I touch you, you must guide me so that I touch you exactly like your uncle did. This is just the beginning, Danielle. This particular session may run late into the night. You must resign yourself to my touch if you are to be healed. You must be cleansed before I can prepare you for your husband by planting God's Holy Seed."

Quickly the Reverend placed his hand on one of Danielle's soft, inner thighs. Slowly he moved upward as the young girl closed her eyes and trembled slightly. With his other hand, Treach gently coaxed Danielle's legs apart.

"Ohhhhhh," Danielle moaned softly as the preacher's hand moved up under the hem of the 'Ceremonial Gown'.

Treach smiled as he watched the mixture of expressions cross Danielle's sweet face. As his hand moved farther up toward its target, Treach felt the familiar warm, female moisture radiating down from above. 'A heavenly warmth,' he thought to himself.

Danielle reflexively grabbed hold of his wrist and jerked her hips back away from Treach's exploring hand as he made contact with her most sensitive area once more. Although he could have easily placed Danielle back into a deep trance, the Reverend preferred to use verbal persuasion and mild intimidation to bend the young virgin to his wishes.

"Please take your hands away, Danielle and stand up straight. If you will not allow me to proceed with this cleansing process, Jake might have to be told that his bride-to-be is unclean in God's eyes. You wouldn't want that, would you, my dear?"

"Well, no but.." Danielle replied, slightly perplexed.

"Then stand still and tell me once again exactly how your Uncle Jim touched you." Treach once again slid his hand up the young girl's thigh. This time as the edge of his index finger touched Danielle's soft pussy, she stood still looking down at his arm where it disappeared beneath the 'Golden Gown'.

"Ohhhh.. Gosh, I.. Ohhhh," Danielle moaned as Treach began to rub her soft pussy while applying a slight rotational pressure against her clitoral area. The preacher took great care not to slip his hand between her pussy lips as he gazed up at the troubled, young virgin while massaging her full, little pussy slowly and rhythmically.

"Is this how your uncle touched you, my dear?" Treach asked softly.

"Uh huh," Danielle replied.

"Then what did he do?"

"Well he... he pushed his finger into my... into my..." Danielle stammered as her little hips slowly moved to the preacher's rubbing rhythm.

"Into your wet, little, cunt slit," Treach finished her sentence for Danielle as he rotated his hand between her thighs then applied gentle pressure with his middle finger at the back of her tight pussy slit just in front of her vaginal opening.

"Uh huh... Ohhhh... nnnnooo," the young virgin cried softly as she felt the dark priest's finger slip between her puffy vulva and slowly draw forward over the tender petals of her labia.

Treach couldn't believe what he felt as his finger dipped into Danielle's hot, little trench. The temperature of Danielle's virgin cunt was well above normal. 'This is one hot, little virgin,' Treach thought as he also felt the moisture begin to seep from inside the young girl to surround his probing finger.

"Is this how he touched you, Dannie, my dear?" Treach again asked the young girl.

"Yes... ohhhh... God! Please, Reverend Treach, will you stop now. Ohhhh.."

"You wish me to stop the healing so soon, Danielle?" Treach asked as he continued to move his finger back and forth in Danielle's rapidly dampening pussy, slowly rubbing from one end of her tight slit to the other, pausing to push gently at her virgin opening and to slowly rub her tiny, budding clitoris. "My dear child," Treach cooed, "Working through me, the Lord is sharing his healing touch with you. I can feel your body beginning to respond. As your warm, little pussy gets hotter and wetter, the pain and guilt of your past will drain from you and onto my healing hand. You must allow me to continue, Danielle, for your own salvation."

"I know, but.."

"What is it, my child?" Treach asked gently as he applied a bit more pressure against Danielle's tight anus.

"Ahhhuuhh," Danielle gasped as the tip of the Reverend's finger popped inside. Her little ass squirmed against his hand between her thighs.

"What, my dear?" Treach again asked as he smiled up at the young girl.

"It feels so... It feels so... so strange," Danielle said huskily as Treach began to gently finger fuck her tight, little ass. "I feel dirty, Reverend, like with Uncle Jimmy," the young virgin whined softly.

"Bless you, my child," the Reverend Treach chuckled. "Have I not told you that you are in God's hands? When I touch you, The Lord touches you. It is the Lord God's finger you feel inside your tight, young ass right now."

"Uuugghhh," Danielle grunted softly as Treach pushed his finger deeper into her. "Yes, Reverend, if you say so, but I still feel funny doing this. Ohhhh.. Ughh," she grunted once again as the Reverend felt around inside her virgin rectum.

"Together, we will discover all of your openings, my dear child and the Lord will cleanse your soul." Treach had not only been busy with his finger, but had also been steadily rubbing Danielle's budding, little clit causing it to push out from inside its tiny sheath. The young virgin's little pussy was virtually pumping sweet girl juice, covering his hand with sticky moisture. Treach longed to taste his young subject, but that phase would come later.

Danielle's breathing rate had increased dramatically as her hips humped rhythmically back and forth. Suddenly her big, blue eyes opened wide as she panted breathlessly, "Oh God, Reverend Treach! I feel kinda funny.. I.. Ohhh golly it feels like... Oh Reverend, I'm scared. What am I feeling?" Dannie bent her knees and clamped her thighs together tightly on Treach's hand. As the young girl started to tremble, Treach pushed his finger deep into her spasming little anus and began to rub her little love bud in a quick circular motion with his thumb.

"It's OK, Dannie, my child. Let yourself go. Feel God's love pour over you like a warm glow."

Treach - Part Three

Ohhh... nnnnnnn... ohhhhh... ggggggdddd," Danielle cried as she began to cum for the very first time. Treach put his other arm around the young girl and guided her to a sitting position on his knees as she fell forward into his lap. He continued to work on her little clit with his thumb and never removed his probing finger from her tight, virgin ass. Danielle leaned back against the big man, helpless in the throes of her first orgasm. Treach delighted in the warmth of her young body against his and the scent of her arousal that rose from between her legs.

Finally Danielle's little hips jerked twice, then she lay still against the preacher panting heavily.

"Mmmmm," Danielle moaned as the Reverend carefully withdrew his finger from her ass. Treach's hand was completely covered with sweet, sticky juice. 'She's as wet as her mother,' Treach thought smiling. He slowly rubbed his hand up over Danielle's pubic mound and over her tender belly, spreading her juices over her smooth skin as he went.

As the Reverend's hand moved farther up under the "Ceremonial Gown", Danielle opened her beautiful, blue eyes and gazed muzzily at the priest. Treach's hand reached one small, firm breast and proceeded to knead it gently, rolling the tiny, erect nipple between finger and thumb. Dannie opened her mouth to protest, but Treach quickly covered her mouth with his and kissed her deeply once again.

"Mmmm.. mmmmo," Danielle breathed through her nose as Treach pinched one small nipple, then the other, his tongue darted in and out of her mouth. She began to struggle weakly with the big man as he continued to handle her small breasts and to kiss her passionately.

"Please stop, Reverend," Danielle gasped as Treach finally withdrew his hungry mouth from her's.

"What is it, my dear, sweet child?" Treach breathed. He nuzzled her little neck and kissed her behind the ear, smelling the clean scent of her young body.

"I have to go, Reverend Treach. You know, to the bathroom," the young girl replied shyly.

"Ah, very good, my child. That is the Lord's work. He is purging your young body of sin. You will need my help."

"What?" Danielle asked, slightly shocked. "What do you mean, Reverend?"

"I will have to help you on the toilet for awhile as we go about cleansing your body, my dear. Once we have completed this first step, we will cleanse your nether opening and then I believe our session will be complete for this evening. Now come along, my dear girl."

Treach took Danielle by the hand and led her to a dark curtain beside the alcove containing the big bed. As he pulled back the heavy curtain and flipped on the bright, florescent light, Danielle gaped at the stark, white tiled, little room in front of her. Against the back wall was a glass doored cabinet filled with several strange looking devices and lots of jars and jugs containing unknown fluids. In the center of the room stood a very odd looking device that turned out to be a combination toilet and bidet. Danielle stood stunned as the Reverend preceded her into the small room. Without Danielle noticing, Treach flipped a concealed switch that activated another of his hidden cam-corders.

"Come in, come in, my dear girl," Treach said smiling encouragingly at the lovely, young virgin.

"What do you want me to do?" Danielle asked confused.

"Please step over the toilet, straddle it and face the door," Treach instructed as he took her by the hand and pulled her into the small room. Danielle gave him a very concerned look, but slowly complied. As she straddled the strange looking commode, the Reverend stepped up behind her and raised the hem of the 'Golden Gown' up to her waist.

"No, don't!" Danielle cried as her hands flew to his wrists.

"My dear, you must allow me to assist you. This is no time for modesty. You must become accustomed to being touched by me if we are to continue with the healing process." Treach instructed. "Please take hold of the gown and hold it up. Then I want you to squat down over the center, chrome nozzle. Once I am ready, I will instruct you further. Please go ahead now, Danielle."

Danielle glanced over her shoulder at the tall man behind her, then slowly squatted down as instructed.

"Please look straight ahead, Danielle," the Reverend said flatly. As she obeyed, she heard the cabinet door open behind her. Danielle was very tempted to look back, but did not want to anger the Reverend, so she continued to stare out into the dim living room.

Treach applied a liberal amount of K/Y Jelly to his middle finger, then set the big tube down on the narrow counter in front of the glass doors of the tall equipment cabinet. He stepped behind the squatting young girl.

"I really have to go, Reverend," Danielle pleaded.

She jumped slightly as Treach placed a hand on one of her warm hips. "Just hold still, Dannie and in one minute you may urinate."

"This is awfully embarrassing, Reverend Treach. I don't know if I can go with you standing here. I'm not too.... Ohhhhh.. Godddddd!" Danielle groaned loudly as Treach unexpectedly pushed his long, lubricated, middle finger all the way up into her tight anus, the palm of his big hand coming to rest against the cheeks of her ass. Danielle's legs began to shake so violently, that she was forced to drop her hands to the sides of the porcelain bowl for support as the Reverend quickly fucked his long finger in and out of her several times in rapid succession.

"Ugghh.. Ugghh.. Ugghh.. Ugghh," the young girl grunted as the wet, squishing sounds of her tight, virgin ass hole being repeatedly probed reverberated off the tiled walls of the small room. Danielle gasped for air as Treach paused briefly. The Reverend watched the young girl's rib cage swell and contract as she gasped in several ragged breaths. When he felt her tight, little anus contract on his finger, Treach again began to quick fuck Danielle, his palm slapping against her firm ass cheeks with each stroke.

"Ohh.. Ohh.. Ohh.. Ohh.. God.. ddd.. ddd.. ddd, Reverend Tre..ee..ee..ee..each," Danielle cried.

Treach grinned broadly behind the young girl as this time he felt her lean back against his fucking hand. With one final loud slap, his hand came to rest against Danielle's quivering ass cheeks. Treach then began to move his long finger around inside the young girl, feeling her tight, anal muscles adjust to the intrusion. Danielle dropped her head below her shoulders and exhaled a long shuddering breath.

"You may begin to urinate now, my child," Treach whispered as he leaned close to Danielle's ear.

"I can't, Sir," Danielle whined helplessly.

"You must try, Danielle," Treach insisted as he moved his other hand around between her thighs and cupped her tender pussy. With one finger he began once again to rub her small clitoris bringing the tiny, sensitive organ back to full erection within seconds.

"Ohhhhhhhh," Danielle moaned feebly.

"Push, Dannie," the Reverend prompted as he moved his finger in her ass. "Push, my child. That's my girl."

Treach felt Danielle's anal muscles clamp down on his finger. He moved the finger in her little pussy back over her urethral area to feel a slight bulge form there. The Reverend leaned down to see the young girls' tummy bulge out as she bore down hard.

"Push my sweet Danielle," Treach breathed into the struggling, young girl's ear. Treach moved his finger in and out of Dannie's ass very slowly as he continued to gently rub her erect clit with the other hand. Suddenly he heard a small trickle fall into the porcelain bowl. Danielle shuddered, then exhaled a long, slow breath as Treach felt her anal muscles relax slightly around his slowly, fucking finger.

"That's my sweet girl," Treach cooed next to Dannie's ear as he quickly cupped his hand under the hot stream of her urine. The Reverend then pushed his finger deep up into Dannie's ass as simultaneously he rubbed a handful of hot urine onto Danielle's soft pussy and firm, inner thighs.

"Ohh.. Goddd.. Nooo, Reverend!" Danielle cried unhappily. "Please stop, sir." She was unable, however, to curb the flow of her urine as she sensed Treach return his cupped hand to her stream. "Noooooooooo," the young virgin again moaned as she felt the next handful of hot urine being rubbed over her pussy and thighs.

It seemed like hours passed for the unhappy, young girl as the dark Reverend continued to massage her urine onto her pussy. His constantly, moving finger never left her ass as he kissed her neck and breathed her name over and over into her ear.

When the last drop fell from Danielle, Treach finally removed his hands and stood beside her. "That was an excellent purge, my dear girl. We will be doing that several times over the next week." Treach smiled down at the distressed young girl. "It is now time to cleanse your nether area, Danielle."

"Do you have any toilet paper?" the young girl inquired innocently.

"Be patient, my dear," Treach answered as he left the small room to return shortly carrying an oddly shaped, padded ottoman. While Danielle watched curiously, he placed it on the tile floor in front of the bidet, then dropped a small cushion on the floor in front of the elevated side of the device.

"Please stand up, Danielle, walk over here and kneel on the small cushion," the Reverend instructed.

Danielle obeyed and soon found herself leaning down over the sloped top of the ottoman, her round, little ass poking up in the air, her head and arms draped down the other side. Treach moved behind her and gently tugged her gown up around her waist, allowing it to fall on her back. Danielle heard the Reverend's knees crack as he knelt behind her. Next she felt his hands on her thighs as he pulled them apart. The young girl did not resist although she was mildly apprehensive about what the Reverend had planned. After silently inspecting her back there for several minutes, Danielle heard the Reverend rise and move quietly to the back of the tiled room.

With her head down behind the bidet, Danielle could not see what the Reverend was preparing, but she listened as he busied himself near the cabinet. She heard a couple of jars being opened and some gurgling noises, then something metal being dragged across the tile floor behind her. Treach began to hum what sounded like "Onward Christian Soldiers" as he moved behind the young girl.

"Ohhhhhhhh.... owwwwww!" Danielle cried as the seven inch long, half inch diameter, hard plastic nozzle traveled deep into her already lubricated rectum. She tried to rise.

"Please hold very still, my dear," Treach commanded as he restrained her with a hand in the center of her back.

"But it hurts," Danielle whined pitifully.

"Your rectum will become accustomed to the device very soon. Just relax your muscles and try not to move," the Reverend instructed as he stood and unfastened the clamp on the hose leading from the big enema bag suspended from the metal, hanging rack.

As the bag began to drain its contents into her, Danielle asked, "What are you doing to me?" She felt the warm fluid begin to fill her bowel.

"Be still, my child." Treach placed a hand on Danielle's hip and with the other began to slowly move the long thin applicator tip in and out of the young girl's ass. He was pleased to see that Danielle's young sphincter muscles were tight enough that none of the fluid leaked from around the plastic nozzle. He moved his hand from her hip down under Dannie's tummy which was starting to bulge nicely as she filled with the cleansing fluid.

"Ohhhh.. Godddd," I feel so full," Danielle whimpered as Treach massaged her bulging belly.

"We're almost finished, Danielle," Treach assured her. As the last of the contents of the big enema bag drained into the young virgin, the Reverend pushed the nozzle all the way into her and started rotating it in small circles. Danielle moaned softly.

The Reverend Treach next removed the plastic nozzle quickly from Danielle's ass. As he did, he placed his thumb over her anus to prevent any fluid from leaking out. He then reached for the hard, rubber, butt plug lying close by.

"Ugggghhhhh," Danielle grunted when Treach pushed the plug into her. She felt her anal ring snap into place holding the plug inside.

"You may stand now, my dear and come back into the living room. We need to go over our plans for tomorrow evening's session."

"But, Reverend Treach," Danielle pleaded pitifully. "I feel like I'm going to pop I have to go so bad," the young girl whined as she stood, her hands on her bulging tummy.

"All in good time, my dear, all in good time. Now follow me please. We have much to discuss"

Danielle waddled after the tall preacher into the dimly lit room and back to her seat, her knees locked tightly together, her hands still holding her tummy. The young girl almost looked pregnant. Treach smiled inwardly when she winced as she sat on the butt plug.

"I want you to return at the same time tomorrow evening, my dear." the Reverend said as Danielle squirmed in her seat.

"I don't know Reverend Treach," Danielle replied nervously not knowing how the big man might respond. "This session has been kinda strange, and I'm not sure at all that I want another."

"Country road take me home," Treach chanted softly.

Danielle's blue eyes closed immediately as her breathing slowed. Her hands fell away from her tummy, and she sank back against the chair back in a deep trance.

"You will return tomorrow evening at precisely the same time, Danielle, and you will be happy about doing so. Do you understand?" The Reverend Treach commanded the young girl.

"Yes Reverend Treach," Danielle replied flatly.

"Good, on three then. One.. Two.. Three." Danielle opened her eyes.

"You will be back tomorrow then, Danielle?" Treach asked, testing his young subject.

"Yes, Reverend, I'll be here right on time," the young girl said with a little smile.

"Very well, Danielle. Let's go empty that little belly of yours then."

Danielle took the preacher's offered hand and waddled back to the bright, tiled room. As instructed, she squatted over the toilet while Treach stepped behind her. The contents of her distended belly sprayed into the bowl when the Reverend removed the rubber plug from her anus.

"Mmmmmmm," Danielle moaned as the last of the fluid dripped into the bowl below her.

"Here, my dear. Let me help you to clean up," Treach offered as he knelt beside her and turned on the warm water flow. The fountain of warm water felt wonderful as it sprayed against her bottom. At first Danielle started as the Reverend casually reached between her thighs and began to rub the warm water over her tender pussy and ass. Soon though, she relaxed and allowed the big man to handle her at will. Once she was sufficiently clean, Treach had her stand while he toweled her dry. Danielle steadied herself with a hand on the big man's shoulder. Slowly she was becoming accustomed to being touched by Reverend Treach. For some unknown reason, Danielle found the thought of returning for further sessions with the dark minister to be mildly pleasurable.

"Please bend at the waist, Danielle and place your hands on your knees," came the Reverend's unexpected request. With no more than a quizzical glance at the dark man, Danielle obeyed. Treach smiled to himself as he once more picked up the hard rubber butt plug and coated it with K/Y Jelly. This time when she felt his hand on her hip, Danielle looked back at Reverend Treach. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the plug.

"But Reverend, I thought..... Uuggghhhhh... mmmmmm," Dannie's protest was cut short as Treach pushed the knurled device into her. Once again, she felt her strong sphincter muscle snap into the recessed groove designed to hold the plug snugly in place.

"I expect you to keep this inside you until tomorrow night, Danielle. If you remove it, the Lord will be displeased. Do you understand me, my child?"

"Yes but, what if I have to go?" Danielle asked, an uncomfortable wince graced her pretty face.

"You should be alright until tomorrow evening when we shall once more purge you." Treach responded matter of factly.

"Oh," Danielle replied dejectedly, but gave no other signs of protest.

With no further ceremony, the Reverend Silas J. Treach said, "You may stand now Danielle." His newest subject walked a bit bow legged as he then escorted her back into his dimly lit, living area and allowed her to dress.

"Please place the 'Ceremonial Gown' back into its 'golden chest', Danielle, where it shall be waiting for you tomorrow," Treach said smiling warmly.

"Yes, Reverend Treach," Danielle replied as she handled the beautiful gown carefully. It was so lovely.

When Danielle was dressed, the Reverend led her to the door. "I'll look forward to our session tomorrow, Danielle," the Reverend said as the sweet girl stepped out into the night.

"So will I," Danielle said smiling as she walked away, her little hand strayed to the back of her summer dress several times before she disappeared from sight.

DANIELLE WAS UNCUSTOMARILY QUIET at the country store the next day. Her mother said nothing of it, but knew all too well why her young daughter appeared to be walking a little bow legged. Jake came by to visit at lunch time, but did not stay long. He asked Dannie briefly how her session with the Reverend had gone. Danielle's mother looked the other way, and a tear ran down her cheek as she heard her innocent, young daughter reply, "Oh just fine, I guess. He wants me to come back again tonight."

"That's wonderful, Sunshine," Jake replied in blissful ignorance. "You do just what the good Reverend tells you to do. After all, he knows what's best for us."

As Jake hugged her goodbye, Danielle could feel the hard, rubber plug in her tight, virgin ass. She thought about the evening to come.

AS THE SUN SLOWLY DESCENDED over Coot's Mountain, Danielle began her walk to the Reverend Treach's dark cottage. Once again the tall, dark minister was there waiting for her just behind his heavy, oaken door.

"Do come in, my child," Treach said smiling down at his sweet, mountain virgin. "And how are you feeling tonight, Danielle?"

"Fine," Danielle replied monosyllabically.

As she moved past him in the hallway, the Reverend stopped her briefly with a hand on her shoulder. Quickly he reached behind the startled, young girl and felt for the telltale flange of the butt plug he had installed in her the previous evening. Danielle stared at her feet, humiliated as the tall priest smiled down at her.

"I see you have obeyed me, Danielle," Treach said in a fatherly voice. "That is good. I am very pleased. Let us go into my study where you should once again don the 'Ceremonial Gown'. Then we will get down to business."

Again Danielle was placed in a hypnotic state as she changed into the slinky negligee in front of Reverend Treach. Once she was "properly attired", the Reverend again led her to his bathroom area.

As she squatted over the all too familiar toilet, Treach deftly removed the butt plug and quickly replaced it with his long finger. He then helped her to urinate once again while steadily finger fucking her sweet ass. The young, mountain beauty submitted to his ministrations practically without comment.

During Danielle's second enema, the Reverend busied himself with her little clitoris, swirling his finger deftly over the erect, little nub, sending intense feelings of excitement into the very depths of Danielle's being. In no time at all, he succeeded in arousing the young girl fully. Treach felt under Danielle's gown to find her tiny nipples firm and hard. Reverend Treach was quite pleased. Danielle was ready to move on.

"The first half of your cleansing is practically complete," the Reverend said smiling warmly as he towel dried Danielle's pussy. "Only one final test to be sure that you have been properly cleaned, my dear, then we can begin to process of administering the Lord's Holy Seeds."

Danielle was quite apprehensive as Treach led her out of the bathroom and into the alcove containing the big, satin covered bed. "It is time for you to remove the 'Ceremonial Gown', my child. For this and all successive phases of your healing, you must stand naked before the Lord."

"But, Reverend, I...."

"Allow me to help you, Danielle," Treach said without pause. He knelt down, took the hem of the flimsy nightie in his hands and quickly drew the thin garment up over Danielle's head. Danielle was too stunned to resist as she even raised her arms to facilitate her undressing.

Danielle now stood naked and blushing before the tall man. Without comment, the Reverend reached for her and pulled her young body close to his. She felt his hands move down her back and over her firm bottom where they paused to squeeze gently. As Danielle looked up questioningly into his dark eyes, Treach leaned down and planted his mouth over hers. Once again Danielle felt the man's tongue force entry into her mouth, its tip danced over her smooth, white teeth, then ventured deeper into her mouth and throat. Treach held the trembling, mountain girl tightly as he kissed her fervently for several minutes.

When at last he withdrew, Dannie was left flushed and breathing hard. She hadn't noticed that her arms had encircled the dark priest's waist while he probed her mouth with his long tongue. Danielle was one very confused little girl at this point. This was precisely what Treach wanted - to keep her off balance.

"Why must you kiss me like that, Reverend?" the flustered, young Danielle asked.

Treach smiled and replied, "The final phase of your cleansing involves taste, my child. I have just tasted your sweet mouth to determine the degree of cleanliness therein. Now I shall taste you elsewhere."

"What do you mean?" Danielle responded in an alarmed voice.

Without replying to her question, the Reverend placed a large bolster on top of the satin bed cover and said, "Please get up on the bed, Danielle and lie on your tummy with your hips over this bolster. If you would like a pillow for your head, one can be provided."

"But Reverend Treach," Danielle whined sensing something odd was about to happen to her.

"Do it now, Danielle," The Reverend Treach said darkly. "Do not try my patience at this crucial time in your training."

"My training?" Danielle replied in a frightened voice. "But, Reverend Treach, you said.."

"Now, Danielle!" Treach commanded as he pointed to the big bed.

Reluctantly the young girl did as she was told. Treach's mouth began to water as Danielle draped her firm, young body over the big bolster on the high bed causing her little ass to poke up lewdly, her firm legs off the edge of the mattress from her knees down. Danielle hugged a pillow to her chest as she lay staring to the side at one wall of the stone alcove.

Without hesitation, Treach took Danielle by her ankles and spread her legs wide as he quickly stepped between them. As Danielle tried to rise from her prone position, the Reverend restrained her with one hand between her shoulder blades while with the moistened, middle finger of his other he once again entered the young girl's rectal canal. His entry was more forceful this time, causing Dannie to grunt loudly.

As his knuckles made contact with Danielle's ass cheeks, Treach smiled and began to rotate his finger in the young girl as he plunged it in and out fairly rapidly. Danielle's soft groans were immediately accompanied by the sticky sounds of her tight, little ass being probed by Treach's long finger.

"Oh, Reverend Treach," Dannie whined. "I thought you were finished with me back there. Uugghh.. Uugghh.. Ohhhh.. Uugghh"

"No, my dear," Treach whispered as he worked. "This is only the preparation phase for the placement of the Lord's Seeds. Soon you will be ready to be filled, my child." Treach felt Danielle's tiny anus begin to relax around his steadily plunging digit. 'She was responding perfectly,' Treach thought to himself. When he felt her strong shoulders go limp in submission, the Reverend brought his other hand between the young virgin's spread legs. He moved all four of his finger tips slowly back and forth in Danielle's rapidly dampening, little, cunt slit.

"Owwww," Dannie whined as Treach carefully pushed one finger tip into her tight, vaginal entrance.

"Hush my child," Treach whispered as he hooked the long finger in Danielle's rectum down to begin massaging her vagina from within her anal canal. He moved his finger tip slowly back and forth massaging the young virgin's insides while ever so slowly his other finger, he ventured a little deeper into her vagina.

"Owwww!" Danielle cried a bit louder as Treach's finger tip pressed against the her intact hymen.

"There we are, my dear child," the Reverend murmured as he continued to move his long finger in Danielle's ass. "I have found what I was seeking. I have located the barrier inside you that will prevent you from receiving God's seeds of goodness. Where you now feel pain, soon you will know great pleasure. I will do both you and Jake a great service later by removing this barrier for you, my dear," Treach said in a humble voice. Once again he pushed against Dannie's cherry testing its elasticity and strength.

"Ohhhh... please stop, Reverend. You're hurting me," cried the young girl.

"Yes, my child, I will stop for now as it is time for 'The Tasting'."

Before Danielle knew what was happening, the Reverend Treach removed both his fingers from within her, knelt between her outstretched thighs, spread her firm ass cheeks wide with his hands and placed his hungry mouth directly over Danielle's wet pussy.

"Ohhh my God!" Danielle gasped as she felt the man's stiff tongue wiggle into her vaginal opening. "What are you doing, Reverend? Ohhhh.. Nnnnnn.. Mmmmmm.. Godddd!" Danielle raised her torso up on her elbows as her head fell between her shoulders. The young girl's firm ass cheeks flexed around the Reverend's face as he lapped her hungrily, sucking her sweet juices from her virgin opening. Danielle's little hips began to buck rapidly as the preacher's tongue licked her wet slit from one end to the other pausing to swirl over her hard, little, love button.

Treach began to make loud, slurping noises as he thrilled to the sweet taste of the young girl. He was ecstatic to find that Danielle was one of those girl's who have extremely active lubrication glands. Her tasty pussy was worked into a lather in minutes.

Suddenly Dannie felt the same exciting but frightening feeling in her belly that she had felt the day before. "Oh.. Oh God.. Oh God!" she panted as her hips raised up to meet the Reverend's lapping tongue.

Treach, sensing her impending orgasm, quickly spread Danielle's ass cheeks wide and plunged the tip of his stiff tongue into her quivering anus. He then proceeded to flick it in and out and side to side rapidly as his young, mountain virgin arced into a blazing orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh... nnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooo... Godddddddddddd," Danielle wailed as she came repeatedly for several minutes. Treach took one final, long lick of her pussy, then once again plunged his finger deep into Dannie's ass.

"Uuuggghhhhhh," Danielle grunted as her strong anal muscles pulsed and quivered around the preacher's long finger. Immediately the young girl hurtled into another orgasm as she shook inside and out.

After several intense minutes, Danielle finally lay spent and shivering, Treach's ever present finger still deep inside her.

"That was very nice, Danielle," the Reverend whispered as he slowly extracted his long finger from Dannie's clinging anus. "I believe you are now fully cleansed and are consequently ready for filling."

"I don't understand, Reverend," Danielle said in a perplexed tone. "How will the Lord fill me, and fill me with what?" she asked innocently.

"My dear young girl," Treach chuckled. "The Lord, God has given to me a great gift which I intend to share with you. He has endowed me with a wondrous cream that contains his most Holy Seeds. All that is required is that I now place some of this virtuous cream up inside your young body. At the same time I will do as I have promised and remove the barrier inside of you so that your and your husband-to-be can have a happy, pain-free union at the proper time. Do you understand, what I am telling you, Danielle?"

"I guess so, Reverend," she replied dubiously.

"Good then let's get started shall we. Dannie, do you see the cross carved into the center of the headboard of the bed?"

"Yes, Reverend."

"I want you to look directly at the cross. Do not take your eyes away from it no matter what happens. If you do, all we have accomplished will be for naught. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Reverend, but.."

"But, what, Danielle?" Treach replied in a slightly exasperated tone of voice.

"What are you going to do?" the young girl asked in a frightened voice.

"The Lord's Work," the Reverend Silas J. Treach said smiling warmly at his young subject on the bed before him. "Now look at the cross, Danielle and do not interrupt me again until I tell you that you may speak," Treach said sternly.

Danielle did as she was told and stared intently at the big, carved cross on the headboard. She heard the bed springs groan softly as the Reverend knelt on the mattress between her widely spread legs. Next she heard the rustling of robes then out of the corner of her eye, she saw Treach place his hand on the bed beside her elbow. She sensed his large body suspended over her much smaller frame. It took every ounce of her will power not to look away from the oaken cross.

Danielle gasped in a breath quickly as the next thing she felt was something hot touch her between her legs in her most sensitive area.

"Just relax, my child," she heard the Reverend whisper from above. Treach gazed down at his soon to be ex-virgin subject as she followed his orders and stared fixedly at the headboard of the big bed. Slowly he crawled up onto the bed between the young girl's thighs. He pulled back his dark robe exposing his cock.

Treach felt that he was endowed with the best possible tool for the deflowering of young girls. His now rock hard cock was about eight inches long from his overly large gonads to its rather pointed tip. It was not particularly large in diameter and could therefore be more easily inserted into the uninitiated cunts of the young girls who were his prey.

Over the years, the Reverend Treach had deflowered countless numbers of unsuspecting, mountain women in these parts. On the side, he ran a small business in an old hotel several miles away, but that was something to think about later. Right now he had work to do. He was about to add the lovely, young Danielle Towler to his carnal list.

Treach - Part Four

Treach placed one hand on the satin covered mattress beside Dannie's shoulder and leaned over the unsuspecting, young girl. He gazed down at her firm, round ass cheeks as he guided the head of his tool toward its target. Treach always enjoyed the varying reactions of his victims as they accepted their very first cock. Danielle, as expected, was particularly thrilling. Her hot, wet, little vaginal opening would easily accept the tip of his prick. Treach felt Dannie jump slightly beneath him as the tip of his cock first touched her soft labia, as he began to push forward with his hips. Treach was instantly rewarded with the sweet sound of the young girl's wail of surprise and pain as he forced the head of his cock into her. The Reverend restrained the struggling, young Danielle against the big bolster beneath her narrow hips with his other hand as he slowly pushed his cock into her tight, virgin cunt. When he felt the head of his prick meet with the barrier of her hymen, Treach paused momentarily while the young girl sobbed beneath him. Then he pushed harder. Danielle's virgin membrane was quite tough, but no matter. He had punctured stronger ones in his day.

"Owwwwwwww... ohhhhhhhhhh... goddddd... owwwwwwwwwwww!" Danielle cried aloud as the next thing she felt was an intense stinging pain that emanated from between her legs and rapidly spread up into her belly. Through the red haze of her pain, Danielle vaguely sensed something hot and hard being relentlessly forced inside her. She tried desperately to pull her hips away from the hot source of her pain, but the big man over her had her pinned beneath his large body. Danielle thought she would pass out as the unknown object suddenly stopped its progress into her. Danielle had never felt such pain. Whatever it was that the Reverend was pushing into her felt as if it would tear her asunder. The pressure inside her increased. Something was blocking the passage of this huge, invading engine. 'The Reverend had mentioned a barrier,' she mused, when suddenly Danielle's thoughts raced to her belly as she felt a slight tearing sensation deep inside, followed by a brief searing pain.

"Owwww... goddddddd," the young girl cried out again, as next she felt a hot, hard fullness move up into her heaving tummy.

"Ohhhhhhh... yessssssss, my sweet Dannie," Silas Treach groaned as he felt the young girl's hymen let go causing her to cry out once more. Music to the Reverend's ears. Without pause, Treach plunged his long cock into Danielle's quivering, young pussy. Her strong muscles surrounded his meat like a hot, wet glove.

"Uugghhh!" Danielle grunted as the head of Treach's cock reached the very end of her vaginal canal. The pain was gradually subsiding only to be replaced with a mildly uncomfortable feeling of fullness. 'Could this be what the Reverend meant by filling her?' she thought briefly.

Treach looked down to see at that at least two inches of his cock shaft remained outside the young ex-virgin as he felt the head push hard against the end of her tight tube. He held perfectly still for several moments as he thought, 'As she get's older, she will take more.' Treach smiled his wicked smile.

"You are a dear, dear child," Treach whispered gruffly next to Danielle's ear as he bent to kiss her on her shoulders and neck. "Are you OK, Dannie?"

"I... I guess so," Danielle replied hoarsely as she gently moved her ass from side to side. 'Funny,' she thought, 'I think I feel the Reverends legs against my behind.'

Treach interrupted her train of thought by saying, "Danielle, I want you to raise up on your hands and knees for me now. I will help you."

"Alright , Reverend Treach," Danielle half grunted in response. She was still unable to identify the source of the very full feeling in her belly. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She was no longer in a lot of pain as the warmth inside her began to feel almost pleasurable.

Danielle felt the big preacher's hands grasp her by her hips and pull back as she slowly got to her hands and knees. She continued to stare at the cross. Treach leaned over Dannie, once more kissing her softly on the shoulder as he pulled the big bolster from under her.

Danielle felt the Reverend's weight shift on the bed between her legs and the full feeling inside of her increased slightly as he gently pulled her back with his hands. Suddenly she felt the fullness withdraw. Whatever it was slowly began to exit her tummy the way it had entered. With it returned the pain.

"Owww, Reverend," Danielle whined. "Whatever it is you are using, you are hurting me again. Please stop, Reverend Treach."

As Danielle felt the strange fullness leave her almost completely the Reverend Treach replied, "You may look back at me now, Danielle. You may look back and gaze at how it is that I intend to fill you with the Lord's Holy Seed."

Treach held perfectly still once more, the head of his cock poised against Danielle's tight, vaginal opening, the long, wet shaft of his cock glistened in the light from the two big lamps on the stone walls as it protruded from between the young beauty's white, ass cheeks.

The first thing Danielle noticed when she slowly looked back over her shoulder were the Reverend's large hands holding her by her hips. Next her eyes traveled up his strong arms and fixed on his benevolently, smiling face. It wasn't until the Reverent Treach dropped his eyes to her little ass that Danielle followed his gaze to realized that his dark robes were thrown back exposing the priest from the waist down. The next thing the young girl noticed brought a chill to her heart. With dread she saw the Reverend Treach's gleaming penis jutting out from behind her butt. The Reverend, noticing her shocked stare, grinned broadly then wiggled his hips quickly, causing the head of his cock to move into Danielle's pussy opening.

Danielle opened her mouth to scream in protest, but all that came out was a deep, guttural grunt as Treach slammed his hips forward driving his throbbing cock deep into the stunned, young girl.

"Uugghhhh," Dannie again grunted as Treach followed his initial thrust with another of equal or greater force. Danielle felt herself propelled forward from the shear power of the Reverend's assault only to be drawn back helplessly by the hips onto his impaling organ.

"Ohh..ohh..ohh..no..o..o.. Reverend Tre..ee..ee..each," Dannie cried as the big man began to plunge his long, thin cock into her tender pussy with ever increasing frequency.

Danielle dropped her head between her arms as she endured her first serious fucking. Feelings of shame flooded over her as she thought about her sweet Jake and what he would think if he could see her now. All these years she saved herself for Jake only to have her greatest treasure ripped away by the dark priest now groaning rhythmically behind her. She sobbed softly between involuntary grunts and groans as the Reverend Silas J. Treach's cock pumped in and out of her young, quivering vagina. As the fucking continued unabated, to her dismay Danielle found herself fighting off waves of unexpected pleasure as she felt the hard mass of the Treach's cock repeatedly try to rearrange her interior. She was thoroughly mortified.

"Ohhh, yes, my sweet, young child," Treach cried as the little alcove filled with the wet sounds of their love making. "You are such a hot, young thing and your little pussy is so tight," Treach continued with unaccustomed vulgarity. He slowed his pace slightly, now ramming the young girl with long, hard strokes, repeatedly driving the pointed head of his cock into Danielle's defenseless cervix.

The fucking continued. On and on and in and out Treach hammered away at the young girl. Danielle's vision began to blur as time stood still for her. All she knew was the rhythmic plunging of the big cock as it moved ceaselessly in and out of her belly. Her sweet juices flowed unabated now, down her tender thighs and down Treach's engorged testicles. Although the young girl's heart and mind weren't in it, her body was reacting with the intensity of a mature woman. Unfamiliar waves of profound pleasure began to wash over Danielle more and more frequently as her hips slowly rolled from side to side in time with Treach's ever pistoning shaft. Her gasps of pain mixed with moans of pleasure as the sweet girl unconsciously arched her little back increasing the friction on the big cock that moved inside her.

The Reverend Treach leaned forward over Danielle once more and this time brought his hand up under her chest.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh..." Danielle moaned as the big man began to squeeze and kneed her small, firm breasts, pinching her hard, little nipples and rolling them between his fingers and thumb.

Treach allowed his hand to stray down to Dannie's soft, warm belly which he felt was heaving nicely in time to his fucking. He smelled her moist, musky scent as it steamed from the hot, young girl. The Reverend felt his big balls begin to contract and knew that he was getting close to cumming. Just one more manipulation should send the sweet beauty beneath him over the edge as well. Quickly he moved his exploring hand down Dannie's heaving belly and over her pubic arch until he felt the very top of her tight, pussy slit. It felt to Treach as if he had dipped his finger into a hot jar of mayonnaise as he slipped deftly between the outer lips of Dannie's dripping cunt to find her hard, little clit. Treach felt immediate waves of vaginal spasms pass along the shaft of his cock as he rubbed Danielle furiously. Suddenly the young girl stiffened beneath him.

"Oh.. Oh God.. Oh God.. I.. It's happening agai.. I.. Oh God.. Oh.. Ohh.. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Treach's cock was forced to a stand still as Danielle's once virgin pussy clamped down on him with a steely, soft grip. The young girl shuddered then cried out loudly, "Ohhhhhhhh.. Godddddd!" as she reached her climax. Her back arched as Danielle threw her head back, showering the Reverend with her long, fragrant hair. Treach grabbed the young girl by her hip bones and shoved his cock deep into her, gradually overpowering Danielle's twitching, vaginal muscles.

As the instinctive milking action of Dannie's young muscles began, the Reverend Treach's balls exploded.

"Accept the seed of the Lord, my sweet Danielle," Treach shouted as the first wave of sticky semen pulsed into the shivering, young girl impaled on his cock. "For the Lord will make thee full of his goodness," Treach preached on as the second pulse of cum fired deep into young Dannie.

"Ohhhhhhh... nooooooooo," Danielle cried as her eyes opened wide feeling the hot cum fill her tender belly. Although the warm filling feeling felt very good to the inexperienced girl, she instinctively knew that something was not right about this, but was powerless to do anything about it at this point.

"Take it all inside, my young child," Treach moaned. "Take all of my cream of virtue into your warm, tender tummy, Dannie." Treach moved his hand back to her belly and began to gently massage over her uterus. He could feel Danielle's continued vaginal contractions both through the shaft of his impaled cock as well as through the soft skin of her warm tummy.

"That's my girl," the Reverend cooed near Dannie's ear. "Milk my big cock dry with your tight, young cunt. That's my sweet Dannie."

The Reverend finally fell forward, his weight pushing Danielle down to the mattress beneath him. The big man's breathing slowed as he dozed on top of her. Eventually, Dannie too dropped off into a fitful sleep, the Reverend's flaccid cock still inside of her. She had a brief terrible dream about a dingy, hotel room. Her Uncle Jimmy was there. He was laughing at her. She awoke, still beneath the Reverend, about thirty minutes later. She had been moaning Jake's name softly in her sleep.

Shortly thereafter, Treach awakened. He nuzzled his face into Dannie's soft, fragrant hair and whispered to her, "You have made me very happy, Danielle and for this you shall be rewarded."

"Please let me up, Reverend Treach," Danielle pleaded from beneath the heavy adult. "I think you have lied to me and I want to go home."

"What ever do you mean, my child?"

"You said you were here to help Jake and me, when all you wanted to do was to put your thingy in me and squirt.

"Country road take me home," the Reverend whispered to the distraught, young girl.

As Danielle quickly slipped into a deep sleep, Treach mused over his most recent conquest. 'She was definitely one hot, little girl,' he thought. 'A much better fuck than her mother, but her conditioning was obviously not complete.' Treach didn't want to use the video tapes that he had been recording just yet. He preferred to reserve them for later to persuade the young girl to attend his monthly "prayer meetings" at his private establishment down the road in the small town of Bethell.

Some of his wealthier clients from the city would welcome some fresh, young meat and would pay handsomely for an evening with sweet Danielle. Many of his "harem" were getting older even though these mountain women tended to marry quite young. Danielle's mother, Jodie, for example, was only thirty- two and was still a pretty good fuck with the proper enticement.

Treach had had her most recently just a few weeks ago. 'Well," Treach thought, 'I'll just have to deal with that as it comes. Right now I have young Danielle to finish breaking in.' Treach grinned wickedly as he turned to the sleeping young girl on the bed.

"We must complete your filling, now Danielle," the Reverend spoke softly to the young girl. "You will not resist me as we continue. Do you understand, my dear?"

"Yes, Reverend Treach."

"I don't want to hear any more of this 'lying' or 'going home' business tonight. Do I make myself clear, Danielle?"

"Yes, Reverend Treach."

"On the count of three, you may again open your eyes, Danielle. Then we will continued with your training. One.. Two.. Three."

Dannie shook her pretty head once or twice to clear the cobwebs. She was not accustomed to the muzzy, just fucked feeling and was having a difficult time focusing. "Please climb down off the bed, Danielle, go to the bathroom and return with the big blue and white tube marked K/Y Jelly. Will you do that for me please?"

"Alright, Reverend," she replied slowly.

"If you need to use the toilet, please do so at this time. Do you wish me to help?"

"If you would like to, Reverend Treach," Danielle replied meekly.

Treach smiled at his submissive, little, mountain beauty and said, "No, you go ahead this time, Dannie. I'll help you again when we are through tonight."

Danielle padded off to the bathroom. After a few minutes she returned with the big tube of lubricant and handed it to the tall preacher.

"Thank you, Danielle now, if you would please turn and place your hands on the end of the bed."

Dannie looked askance at Treach, but did as she was told. The Reverend then stepped behind her. "Please move your feet back farther from the bed, Danielle, and spread your legs more for me."

"Are you going to put your 'thingy' back into me, Reverend Treach?" Danielle asked fearfully as she moved to comply with the tall man's wishes.

"Not just yet, my dear, and for your information, that 'thingy' is called a cock or a dick. Please see that you refer to it correctly from this point onward. Right now, however, we must explore and prepare again. Please face the cross on the headboard and be silent, Danielle."

"Reverend, please don't put your 'thing..' your cock in me again. It kinda hurt."

"Silence, Danielle!" Treach commanded slapping her on her bottom.

"Oww!" Dannie squeeled in surprise, then whined softly, "Ohhhhhhhhhh..," as she faced the other end of the big bed.

Without further ado, the Reverend Treach squeezed a liberal amount of Jelly onto his middle finger, stepped up just behind Danielle's heels then pushed his finger deep into her tight, little anus.

"Mmmmmmmmm," Danielle moaned softly. By now she had become used to Treach's long finger being inside her ass. It felt almost good to her. The Reverend didn't hesitate but immediately began to move his finger in and out of Dannie's clinging rectum, smiling as soon he noticed the young girl's narrow hips fall into time with his fingering.

"That's my girl, Danielle. You like my finger up your ass, don't you?" Treach began to rotate his finger as he moved in and out. "Don't you, Dannie?" he cooed.

"Mmmmmmm," Danielle sighed.

After a minute or two more, Treach pulled his finger out of the young girl and replaced it with his thumb.

"Uhhhhhh," Dannie groaned as Treach then slipped his long finger into her vagina. Placing his other hand on her hip to steady her, the Reverend began to finger fuck both of Danielle's openings, at times simultaneously, at times he would alternate strokes. His hot, little, mountain beauty immediately began to moan and pant as her sweet ass moved in time. Sticky, wet sounds came from between the young girl's legs as Treach worked.

When he felt that Danielle was sufficiently warmed up, Treach leaned close to the young girl's ear and whispered, "I am now going to fill the second of your openings, my dear." Danielle's hypnotic conditioning held. She did not protest as Treach removed his hand from between the her thighs.

Danielle had begun to relax and enjoy the feeling of the steadily fucking fingers moving in and out of both her tight openings. When they were unexpectedly withdrawn, she looked back over her shoulder with a questioning look on her pretty face. Her blue eyes went wide when she saw the tall priest remove his dark robe, take his long dick in one hand and guide it between her spread legs. Danielle braced herself for the fullness to begin within her, but to her surprise, Reverend Treach began to push the pointed tip of his prick against her little bottom.

"No, Reverend Treach, that's my butt," she whined as she tried to squirm away.

"Hold still, Danielle!" Treach commanded.

"But," she began to protest. "Ohhhhhh... Godddddd... Nnnnnn... Uugghh... Reverend Treach... Ohhh it hurrrrrtsssss!" Danielle cried as the Reverend forced the tip of his prick into her tight, little ass.

A burning sensation spread from Danielle's rectal area down her thighs and up her back. The pain was not nearly as severe as when he had forced his way into her other hole. The young girl's trepidation arose more from the totally unexpected nature of Treach's assault. 'Actually, this new feeling inside was not all that uncomfortable,' Danielle thought as she heard the big man grunting behind her from his exertion.

The Reverend held her by the hips again for better leverage as he slowly worked his cock into Danielle's rectum. Like most girls, Danielle's ass was far tighter than her virgin pussy had been, so Treach had to really work to get into her. Slowly, however, aided by the film of K/Y Jelly which lubricated her insides, Treach's long cock forced aside Dannie's strong, rectal muscles as it eased deeper and deeper into the sweet, mountain girl.

"Oh Danielle, my sweet girl," Treach groaned. "What a wonderful, tight, little ass you have. Feel me, my child, as I fill you."

"Ohhhhhhhh.. Reverend Treach.. Ohhhhhhhh," Danielle moaned as her insides adjusted to the slow invasion of hard, hot flesh. Farther and farther the Reverend's long cock moved into her, until at last she felt the dark priest's thighs press hard against her quivering ass cheeks.

"Ohhhhhhh.. Yessssssss, my lovely child. You have taken all of me. We are one, my dear," the Reverend Treach said softly as he leaned over Danielle's trembling back to whisper in her ear. "Can you feel my presence deep inside of you Dannie, my child? Can you feel the fullness in your very soul?"

"Ye... yes, Reverend," Danielle gasped in a trembling voice. "But it kinda hurts. Will you take it out now, please, Sir?"

"Soon, my child, soon, but first I must pass to you my gift once more. I must give to you the seeds of the Lord."

"But Reverend Treach, you just did that, didn't you? Danielle whined. She shivered once as her young body adjusted to the hot meat up her ass.

"Yes, my dear, but we must be sure that you are filled in all of your openings. Be patient, my child. Soon you will come to enjoy our sessions, then later, Danielle, if you are worthy, like your dear mother Jodie, you will become instrumental in spreading the Lord's happiness to many of his flock. But enough talk of what may or may not come to pass. For now, my child, you must content yourself to be a vessel for God's love. Be still now, my sweet Danielle, and allow me to fill that vessel."

Treach rose to his knees behind the young girl, took her narrow hips in his large hands once more and slowly extracted his throbbing cock from Danielle's tight ass, watching closely as her sphincter bulged outward as it clung tightly to his shaft. When only the tip still remained inside the young girl, Treach squared his shoulders and said in a loud, commanding voice, "Prepare yourself, my child, to receive His holy grace. Let the filling begin!"

Danielle had just enough time to glance back over her shoulder at the tall man kneeling behind her, when suddenly, his hips shot forward. Danielle actually heard the Reverend's thighs smack into her ass cheeks before the intense sensations of pain and bloating pressure arrived in her brain. At the same time, she was propelled forward so violently that she had to move one hand forward on the bed to keep from being thrown onto her face.

"Ohhh... Goddd!!" Danielle shrieked, before the wind was knocked out of her.

Before she could catch a breath, the huge invading member inside her tender ass was withdraw and rammed home once more with equal force. Again Danielle was thrown forward. The next hammering blow followed only seconds later, then the next, and the next, and the next as the young girl was driven down onto the mattress.

Danielle's jaw hung slack and a thin stream of spittle fell from her lower lip as her peripheral vision began to darken and small bright specks swam crazily before her eyes. The incredible plunging of her anal canal continued with such relentless speed and intensity, that she could not breathe. The last thing she remembered before consciousness faded was hearing, seemingly far in the distance, "Receive the Lord's gift! Receive his wondrous love!" followed by a warmth which spread from between her legs up deep inside her. Then she knew no more.

First came the moaning sounds, then the feeling of something large and warm being pushed into her mouth. Danielle tried to cry out but was only able to utter a muffled "Mmpphh!" around whatever it was that was lodged between her teeth, stretching her lips taught and pressing her tongue down. She gagged and opened her eyes. As her vision slowly cleared, what had just been a flesh colored blur, Danielle now recognized to be a person's stomach. 'It was Treach's stomach!' Danielle realized as recent memories flooded back, and what's more it was the Reverend's long, hard cock that she now followed with her eyes extending from his tuft of dark pubic hair into her mouth.

"Awwwppp.. Gawwkkk!" Danielle croaked in horror as she tried desperately to pull her head back, but immediately realized that the tall Reverend had one restraining hand behind her head and one on her shoulder as she lay helplessly on her side at the edge of the big, satin covered bed.

Danielle's staring eyes moved up the tall man's body to lock onto his dark gaze. Treach smiled benevolently down at the stricken, young girl and said, "I am glad you are back with us, my dear. You are young, my child and were consequently unable to withstand the tremendous power associated with the delivery of God's grace into your second opening. Do not worry yourself. Rest assured that you have been properly filled. I give you my word as a man of God that this last phase of your preparation will be much gentler in nature. For in this phase we shall fill your third and final opening. You shall drink deeply of the Lord's Cream of Goodness and be filled, my child."

Without further comment, the Reverend Treach began to push forward with his hips. Danielle's eyes became ever more wide and staring as she felt the hard mass of flesh press first against the back of her soft pallet, then slip around the corner and into her throat. She began to struggle as her air was cut off.

"Be still, my child," Treach ordered. He moved his hand from Danielle's shoulder to her throat where he pressed his thumb against her larynx. He began to massage her throat gently as he felt the hard mass of his cock penetrate beneath the young girl's soft skin. "I will allow you to breath momentarily, Danielle. Soon I will be fully inside you once more, then and only then will I withdraw, at which time you should breathe. We will proceed slowly with this phase, my dear, so you should have no trouble getting the rhythm. Do you understand me?" Treach asked staring hard at his young subject.

Danielle stared up at him in shock.

The sweet girl felt her throat muscles spasm and contract and her stomach heave as her gag reflexes went into overdrive. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Of all of the things Reverend Treach had done to her, this had to be the worst. ''What would Jake think?" she thought once again as her nose was pressed into the soft, dark matt of the Reverend's pubic bush. 'His long dick was all the way in, probably extending into my esophagus,' she thought..

"Ohhh, my sweet child. You are a wondrous creature indeed. I am sure that you shall be a very special giver of the Lord's love at our prayer meetings." Danielle's eyes closed and her chest and tummy heaved as her breathing reflex struggled against a totally blocked airway. "A thousand pardons, my dear," Treach said smiling wickedly as he slowly pulled his long dick back enough so Dannie could get air.

Danielle puffed heavily through her nose, breathing deeply around Treach's cock for several seconds. A tear formed in one of her big, blue eyes as the Reverend again pushed forward, sending the head of his cock deep into her throat. Treach soon started a slow, rocking rhythm with his hips sending his long cock deep into Dannie's throat with each thrust. Danielle did her best to breathe when she had the chance, and soon the panicky feeling of being unable to get air slowly ebbed. Treach continued to massage the young girl's throat as he fucked her sweet mouth, and the slow, steady, plunging thrusts continued.

Suddenly, after what seemed to Danielle like hours, she felt the end of the Reverend's long cock swell even larger in her mouth. Treach snapped his head back with a long guttural wail, "Aaaahhhhhuuuuuuuhhh," as at the same time, he pushed his hips forward forcefully driving his long dick deep into Danielle's throat. As he brought his head back down to gaze at his lovely prize, Treach saw her lovely, blue eyes blink several times then fly open wide as his gusher broke.

Danielle began to struggle violently as the hot cum began pumping down her spasming throat. Treach had to use all of his strength to restrain the young girl as his big balls pulsed load after load of sticky semen down into Danielle's tummy.

"Yess, my child. And you shall be filled, saith the Lord."

Treach could feel the muscles in young Danielle's throat work around his pulsing prick as she swallowed the copious amounts of fluid steadily flowing into her. Soon the flow diminished and with a wet sucking sound, the Reverend Treach extracted his cock from her mouth, leaving Dannie to gag and choke for several minutes on the residue of his passion.

The Reverend smiled as he surveyed his work. A line of sticky, white cum flowed out of the sweet girl's mouth and down one cheek. Danielle closed her eyes, then moaning softly she rolled over onto her back and lay there weak and spent. Treach reached quickly between her limp thighs and slipped a finger between Danielle's pussy lips then up into her vagina. He fucked his finger slowly in and out of her several times before he withdrew, then pushed the same sticky finger up the young girl's ass. Feeling the same sticky wetness therein, Treach smiled as he removed his finger and began to rub Dannie's cum soaked, young pussy, his juices mixed with hers oozing slowly from all of her openings.

"You are indeed now filled with the seed, my child," Treach murmured softly to the spent young girl.

The Reverend allowed his young conquest to sleep for an hour or so before he roused her and treated Danielle to yet another enema followed by a vaginal douche. She was then allowed to dress and leave after promising to return with Jake the following night.

THEIR JOINT SESSION the following evening was brief. The Reverend Treach talked to the young couple about things such as love, and respect, and monogamy. Danielle sat squirming through the lecture, glancing sheepishly at Jake from time to time. Her sweet face would break into a hot blush each time the Reverend would mention some intimate act. When he did, he made sure that he stared directly at the uncomfortable, young girl.

Two days later they were married at the big, white, clapboard church of "The Gathering of the Holy Brethren Incarnate, Church of God Himself", the Reverend Silas J. Treach presiding. As the newlyweds turned to smile down at their friends in the congregation below, Treach stepped behind the young couple smiling broadly as he clandestinely placed one hand on the glowing, young bride's round, little ass and gave it a firm squeeze.

Later at the reception at the Towler's small farm where the moonshine and bluegrass music flowed, Treach sought out Danielle as she stood in a circle of her young friends. The Reverend smiled warmly as he stepped closer and asked, "May I have the honor of kissing the bride?"

Danielle's father standing nearby heard the request and turned to smile warmly at his sweet daughter. Danielle, on the other hand, paled visibly as did several of her married female friends. Treach took it all in stride as he moved close to Danielle and took her by the waist. He pulled her close, gave her one innocent peck on the lips, then he leaned near Dannie's ear and whispered, "We'll be seeing each other again very soon, my sweet."

Danielle tried to smile as she looked nervously to her father and friends. 'Had they heard?' she thought to herself. Then Jake strolled up grinning like a opossum.

"Jake, my fine young man," Treach said grandly to the young man as he released Danielle to turn and extend a long hand. Jake never stopped grinning as he gladly took the Reverend's offered hand. "You are one lucky fellow," Treach said winking at Jake.

"Oh, I know, Reverend Treach, Sir. I do know indeed." The happy young man smiled warmly at his blushing bride.

"You will let me know if there is anything I can do to help make either of you two children happier, now won't you."

"Why sure, Reverend, but Dannie and I will be just fine and dandy, I reckon, thanks to you Reverend Treach," Jake replied gratefully. The young man really had no idea.

Danielle, however knew all too well just how much "help" the Reverend had been. Although the dark preacher had left her with an imbedded, hypnotic trigger as well as a few deep, subliminal suggestions, he had allowed Danielle to retain full recollection of their private sessions together, and he had promised in no uncertain terms that there would be more to follow. As the two young lovers consummated their marriage that night, Danielle experienced no discomfort what so ever, and Jake no difficulty as he entered his sweet Danielle for the very first time. Also thanks to the Reverend Silas J. Treach.

SEVERAL WEEKS PASSED and Danielle had been almost successful in putting her experiences with the dark Reverend behind her as her new life with Jake blossomed into a thing of joy and bliss. Then one day a small envelope arrived in the mail. In the area reserved for the return address, below a small, gold cross, were the initials S.J.T.. Jake had long since gone to work as Danielle stood on the porch of the small cabin that he had secretly built for them over the past year. It had been his wedding present to his sweet Dannie. The young girl's hands shook as she quickly opened the ominous feeling letter.

In a flowery, looping hand was written,

"My dearest Danielle,

Please accept this invitation to join our regular, monthly, prayer retreats, the next one being this coming Thursday. The bus will leave from the Crossroads at 3:00 PM for Bethell. You may ask your dear mother for details, but please understand that the retreat will continue all afternoon and into the evening so please pack for an overnight stay. Your accommodations and meals have been arranged for, as has everything else necessary for your comfort and enjoyment.

Yours in God,

Silas J. Treach"

The letter looked innocent enough. So why was Danielle filled suddenly with a dark, foreboding feeling? She had heard her mother mention the prayer meetings she attended regularly, but she never went into any great detail. Danielle only knew that her mother left on the big bus early on a Thursday afternoon once each month and returned in the late morning the following day. As she recalled, her mom was always a bit quiet and withdrawn on those Fridays following the retreats, but Danielle had always assumed this was due to a residual, meditative state resulting from prolonged periods of prayer.

When Jodie Towler got the news that her daughter had been invited to attend Treach's retreats, her heart sank, but like many of Treach's fold, who happened to be of the female gender, she was forced to resign herself to the inevitable. The Reverend only selected the prettiest of his flock for the "honor" of attending these "retreats", and Danielle was indeed a rare beauty. She would be well received by "The Brethren". Jodie shivered at the thought.

With a goodly amount of apprehension, Danielle kissed her sweet Jake goodby, met her mother and several other local women at the Crossroads and boarded the big church bus bound for the nearby town of Bethell. The bus made several stops along the way. At each it was boarded by one or two young women, some no older than Danielle although, in glancing around, Dannie quickly determined that she was one of the youngest. All of the faces on the bus reflected a uniform, nervous anxiety. All eyes were downcast.

The bus rumbled down the rutted, dirt road for a long while it seemed. Danielle had never before left her small, mountain community, so for her, this trip represented somewhat of an adventure. Her little heart pounded in her chest as the old bus eventually lumbered into the dusty town of Bethell.

The women began to silently crowd off the rusty, old bus once it pulled to a stop in front of the old, brick building. As Danielle stepped down to the dirt street, she stared up at the big sign over the door of the Hotel Bethell. Below the name of the hotel the sign read, "Praise the Lord". They had arrived.

THE REVEREND SILAS J. TREACH appeared in the doorway, spreading his arms magnanimously as he said, "Welcome, my children! Do come inside now. Hurry now, my dear ladies. The Lord awaits." Treach stepped aside, allowing the young women to file into the door. "Good morning, Danielle," Treach beamed. "How nice it is to have you join us. Good morning, Jodie," Treach nodded, again addressing Danielle's mother by her given name.

As they all entered the big, dimly lit lobby of the old hotel, Dannie noticed an unpleasant, but somehow familiar, musky odor in the air. She cast her gaze nervously about to see approximately fifteen women of varying ages also looking about worriedly.

"Ladies, please allow me to extend my personal welcome to you," Treach intoned from the front of the big room. "Soon you will be shown to your respective rooms, but first let us all raise up our voices and our hearts in song." The Reverend proceeded to lead the small group in a chorus of "Onward Christian Soldiers", after which a couple of serious looking men dressed in long robes similar to Reverend Treach's, escorted most of the women off to their rooms. Before they all left the room, however, Treach asked that Danielle and two other new girls accompany him to a private meeting room off the main lobby for "orientation".

"Please be seated, girl's," the Reverend said to the three young ladies as they entered the small room. Danielle looked anxiously at her two companions and noticed that she didn't know either of them, but that they were both very young like herself. The three girls sat in a row and stared apprehensively up at the Reverend Treach who stood before them with one arm resting on top of a big television set.

"The reason I have asked you to join me here ladies, is so that I can familiarize you all with some of the fundamental rules which you will be expected to follow while you are here at this retreat. The primary rule is that you will always do exactly what is requested of you whenever you are addressed by a member of the Brethren. They will be easily identifiable by the robes they wear, very similar to my own. Am I making myself clear so far?" The three young women nodded in unison.

"I have come to know each of you girls rather well I would say," Treach said as he smiled knowingly at them. All three faces flushed red. "Now I would like for you to get to know each other a little better. Let's start with you, Molly, my dear," Treach said addressing the dark haired, young girl sitting to Danielle's left. None of the inexperienced, mountain girls had ever seen video equipment before, so when the Reverend picked up one of the three cassettes he had stacked beside the big TV and popped it into the VCR below, they had no idea what was about to happen.

Instantly the big screen came alive with a scene of Molly as she knelt on the satin cover of the all too familiar, large bed in the Reverend Treach's cottage. As the three girls watched in horror, the small meeting room filled with the cries and gasps of the young, dark-haired Molly as Silas Treach forcefully took her doggie style, her large, round breasts swaying in time beneath her. Molly watched as the disturbing scene unfolded for several minutes, then fainted dead away in her seat. Fortunately, Danielle grabbed the stricken girl and pulled her over into her lap, or she would have fallen to the floor.

The girl named Anna to Danielle's right was next. Treach grinned broadly as the sweet, innocent girl burst into tears as they all watched her gulp down copious amounts of the Reverend's cum as he unloaded down her throat.

"And now for my sweet Danielle," Treach said smiling at his stunned audience. Danielle thought she would surely die as she saw herself heaving back and forth, the Reverend Treach's long cock plunging in and out of her ass. The wet, sucking sounds resulting from her intense fucking were plainly audible on the big, stereo television set. The scene continued to unfold showing Dannie slowly lose consciousness and fall forward on the big bed. Treach fell with her, and continued to plunge her helpless ass until suddenly he arched his back, ramming his long, thin member into his unconscious victim to the hilt while he howled ecstatically as he filled Dannie's little ass full of his spunk.

When the scene finally ended, Treach switched off the TV and stood gazing down at the three shocked young girls. "Let's get one thing perfectly clear," Treach began. "From the evidence on these tapes, it should be obvious to you that each is not only sexually experienced, but far more so than any one of you would care to admit to anyone outside of our little 'prayer' group. Isn't that right ladies? Danielle, am I right?" Treach asked pointedly staring at the young blond.

"Ye.. Yes, Reverend," Danielle acquiesced painfully.

"Good, well, I can safely assume then that none of you would care to have these tapes viewed by say, your husbands?" Treach said smiling wickedly at his three captives.

The three girls exchanged looks of dread with one another then almost in unison looked back at the tall, menacing figure of the Reverend Treach standing before them.

"From the looks on your lovely faces," Treach said, "I would have to say that I have hit pretty close to the mark. So my ultimatum to you young ladies is this. You will do as you are told this evening and every evening when you are called. If I hear about any resistance or disobedience of any kind on your part, you will be dealt with quite severely. Do I make myself clear?"

The young girls did not answer.

"I'll take that as a 'yes', then," Treach said smiling. "Now then, you will soon be shown to your rooms where you should clean yourselves up. Dinner will be served to you there. Soon thereafter you may expect your first visitor for the evening. Do exactly as he or she tells you and there will be no repercussions. Disobey and I will know about it. Depending on the demand, you may receive several visitors this evening or perhaps one will be content to keep you for the entire night. That remains to be seen. Go now," Treach said flatly.

The three girls turned when they heard the door open. In the open doorway stood two tall men dressed alike in long robes.

"Danielle will be remaining here with me. The other two, you may take to their rooms," Treach ordered.

"Very well, Reverend," one large man replied as the two entered the room and led the sobbing Anna and Molly away.

When the door closed behind the others, Treach turned to Danielle and said, "There is one more thing I would like for you to see, my dear." The Reverend switched the television on once again, then rotated a numbered dial on another black box on the shelf below. As he turned the dial, views of several rooms clicked by. Each was occupied by at least one person. The frames went by so fast that Danielle couldn't see for sure what was happening in any one of them.

Suddenly, though, her blood froze as Treach stopped on number 17. There on the big TV was her mother lying naked on her back on a small bed, her head hanging back over one side. Jodie Towler's shapely thighs were spread wide as a large man held himself over her, his cock hammering in and out of her pussy at a furious pace. At her head stood another man. His long dick was, at the moment, buried to the hilt in Jodie's mouth. As her helpless body rocked to and fro from the thrusts of the man on top of her, Jodie's mouth was forced on and off the other's impaling member. Danielle watched in speechless horror as the two large men dressed in dark robes fucked her mother, when suddenly both cocks were pulled from her as fountains of hot, sticky cum spewed over Jodie's sweat covered body. Once the monsoon of semen had subsided, Jodie was forced to lick the two large cocks clean as the two big men chuckled together, smiling in satisfaction.

Danielle broke down into sobs of sorrow and disgust as the TV was finally turned off. "As you can see, Danielle, we are all one, big, happy family here," Treach chuckled. "Now come kneel before me, my dear. I have need of your services."

"What?" Danielle said softly, still in shock.

"I said come over here and kneel," the dark priest ordered as he began to pull back his long robes.

When the young girl saw Treach's long cock spring from beneath his robes and stand erect in front of him, Danielle looked around hurriedly for a place to run, but before she could move, he was on her. Treach dragged the struggling young, mountain girl from her seat and forced her down to her knees.

"Open your mouth, Danielle," Treach commanded.

"But Reverend, I..."

"I said, open your mouth!" The Reverend took the frightened young girl by her cheeks and squeezed, forcing her lips to part and her sweet mouth to open wide.

"Gaawwkk," the young girl was just able to gag once before Treach's long cock slid down her throat, cutting off her air. The Reverend wasted no time, as he immediately began to fuck the young girl's mouth with abandon.

"Yes, my sweet child. Of all my flock I shall hold you the most dear. We shall spend many happy hours together you and I." Treach pumped his hips furiously sending his cock deeper into Danielle's throat with each thrust. "Remove your clothes, Danielle," Treach ordered without breaking stride. "I expect you to be completely naked by the time I cum."

"Mmmm... gummmm... awwwk..." Danielle gagged as the tears began to flow. As she had been instructed, the sweet beauty began to unbutton her blouse. Treach continued to fuck her mouth relentlessly.

Danielle had never before experienced the degree of shame and humiliation that she now felt. As the tall preacher's long dick pistoned in and out of her widely stretched mouth she once more thought of her sweet Jake. 'Where was he now? Would she ever be set free from this torment?'

While these thoughts passed through her beleaguered mind, Danielle continued with great difficulty, to remove her clothing. Soon, however, as the Reverend had ordered, she knelt naked and helpless before him while he had his way with her young mouth. She had little choice in the matter.

After what seemed like hours, Dannie felt the head of Treach's cock begin to swell in her throat. A hot eruption of cum followed shortly thereafter. Danielle had learned from her earlier experiences that she must try to swallow the fluid or choke. Her tight throat muscles worked furiously, milking the preacher's pulsing prick as what seemed like gallons of the warm, sticky fluid pumped down her throat and into her belly.

"Ohhhh... Godddd... Yesss, my child," The Reverend Treach cried. He rammed his cock deep into Danielle, delighting in the gurgling sounds that came from her mouth and nose as his cum spewed into her.

As the contractions in his swollen testicles slowly waned, Treach once more began to move his softening cock in and out of Dannie's mouth and throat. He looked down to see the anguish in the young girl's eyes as cum dribbled from the corners of her mouth. She was lovely.

"That was most gratifying, my child," Treach murmured, stroking Danielle's hair as he smiled down at her. "And now I have a very special surprise for you. Someone you know but whom you have not seen much of lately."

Treach hadn't yet removed his cock from Danielle's mouth, so she was unable to see who had just come into the room. Waves of humiliation swept over the young girl as she knelt before the preacher - to think that another person was watching as Treach moved his softening cock slowly in and out of her mouth.

Then Danielle felt a pair of hands take her by the hips and slowly pull her little butt up so that she was forced down to hands and knees. Treach helped facilitate matters by kneeling in front of Dannie. He held her by her head in order to keep his cock in her mouth. Danielle could not see much more than the Reverend's stomach, so she had no idea what was going on behind her. Suddenly Danielle felt the hot tip of the other man's cock push up against her young cunt.

"Gmmmmmmmooooo," she squealed around the flaccid cock filling her mouth as hot, hard meat entered her forcefully. The cock that now pushed into Danielle was much larger in diameter than the Reverend's, consequently the young girl experienced a good bit of pain as the invading member forced her tight vagina to stretch more than ever before. Even though Danielle had unusually active lubrication glands, her vaginal canal was fairly dry and therefore caused the man behind her to grunt with exertion. Danielle thought she would surely burst if any more meat was forced inside her when finally, she felt a warm, hairy pair of thighs press against her quivering ass cheeks. Whoever was taking her, was now all the way inside.

"Uugghhmmpphh," Dannie grunted through her nose as the man who had her shifted his hips from side to side grinding his big dick deeper into her young cunt, battering at the end of her birth canal.

"Well, I guess she's all yours, James," Treach said with a chuckle as he pulled his limp dick out of Danielle's mouth. "Treat her well and be sure to clean her up when you're through with her. I think I should like to fuck her once or twice as well before the night is through. You realize that I am giving you a rare gift, my friend. Other than myself and that dim wit husband of hers, you are the only other man to fuck her so far. "Isn't that right Danielle, my dear?" Treach said to the stricken, young girl as he grabbed her by her hair and forced her to look up at him. Before she could answer the man behind her pulled out, then rammed her once more.

"Uhhhhgggg," Danielle grunted in pain. Tears streamed down her pretty face.

"Fuck him well, my dear, and remember, I expect you to cooperate fully. No resistance and no arguments. Treach released Dannie's hair letting her head fall between her arms.

As the Reverend strode for the door, he glanced back when he heard his friend say, "That's it baby, fuck me Danielle. You have such a nice, tight pussy, baby. I've been wanting to put my meat in you for years, Darlin' Dannie." The wet sounds of young Danielle Towler being fucked filled the room.

Danielle, thinking she recognized the voice of the man behind her, raised her head and looked back over her shoulder.

The last thing the Reverend Silas J. Treach heard as he closed the door behind him was Danielle's horrified wail as her Uncle Jimmy laughed out loud, then began to fuck her in earnest.

OUTSIDE, THE SUN HAD SET on the dusty town of Bethell. The old neon sign above the hotel entrance hummed and spat as it flashed irregularly in broken and faded red letters.

"HOTEL - - - HELL"

The End