This is my very first story so I'm open to any constructive feedback. I'm aiming for a different spin on Mature/Teen erotica by contrasting a young girl's innocence with the older, perceived innocence (celibacy) of a popular spiritual leader. Much thanks to whoredinarygirl for all your editing help.
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. Thanks for reading.
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In the past, men who practiced religion in the temple would swear themselves to vows of celibacy for years at a time to show proper influence over their church-ruled provinces. Being able to avoid temptations of the world made these men seem like they were more spiritual and strong than others who would give in to such temptations so easily. This was especially true for the man who called himself The Prophet. He would go into the temple for days without food and come out with revelations that would transform much of the world with great force.
Little did the people know that this man's wisdom was not without inspiration. Laws would be made to promote spiritual independence for young women who wanted to be close to great men, such as this Prophet. Little did the parents of these young women know that they were sending their daughters to fulfill a very important, but unrealized purpose. This movement became widespread and created so much interest that these girls would have to be chosen specifically by their hometown priest. Interviews and applications lined the courtyards with daughters who sincerely wanted to make a positive impression on these holy men. Claudia was the youngest of her 8 sisters and grew up with her family on a farm. She was a beautiful girl who could not be overlooked, even in her modest bonnet and pigtail braids that hung slightly above her shoulders. Her innocence sparkled and provoked even the most pure-minded men. She wore layers of clothing as an attempt to maintain her modesty in public. It would be easy for any trained eye to pick out that her curves were perfectly sculpted, adding to her supple thighs and buttocks. She was truly a prize for any man and this made her parents anxious to move her into church even more.
As she approached the red carpet, her eyes lit up and she was so amazed at all of the beautiful colors of the cathedral. She almost missed her name as it was called in a thick Italian accent, "Claudia del Romera." Her father nudged her and wished her luck.
Upon laying eyes on this young woman, The Prophet knew instantly that he would allow her to become close to him. She was so innocent and stricken with awe. She fit the profile perfectly. He noticed her elegance as she began to kneel before the men.
He looked at her with strength and asked with a performing tone, "Do you love the church, dear?" She responded with a sincere yes and looked up at him to see his hand outstretched. "Would you like a tour?"
"I would love to tour with you, my Prophet."
He grabbed her hand and took her through the temple. As they walked throughout the temple, their connection was made effortlessly, and so she was interviewed from several different men at a distance. She was given the option and chose to journey to the temple with the priest, as his handmaiden, and would commit to this lifestyle for one solid year. A life-changing event.
She kissed her parents goodbye and left the next day. She would learn so much on this journey and decided to make it her goal to remain open to things, even if they seemed to be uncomfortable than what she expected.
It was quite a journey to get to the top of Mount Horamos, but she was able to keep up with the Prophet despite the topographical challenges. With determination, they beat the inclement weather and made the trip in three days.
When they arrived, The Prophet pulled out the supplies and laid down the quilt on the straw bed. "This journey will be most beneficial for you if you will submit yourself to the church completely and without question. Some things may seem strange, but you will understand all in the end." She nodded.
"Your role will be to cover the sanctity of the church by making yourself available to the needs of its leader. I will refrain from most things unholy, but it is only in a bonding with His handmaidens that He will reveal some of the deepest oceans of wisdom to me. I plan to introduce you to things that will preserve your identity and exploit your curiosity. I will need you to make yourself available to be occupied by me in whichever way inspiration may lead."
Claudia was shocked and could not believe that she was hearing this correctly. A priest is supposed to be celibate, she thought to herself. "Sir, forgive me if I cause you to have unclean thoughts. It was never my intent. I am but only a young girl who has not learned to master my presence with men."
"Claudia, your presence is precisely why I've brought you to this mountain top. We will begin our development tomorrow, and the value of your sexuality is not such that it should be discounted."
