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Save Some Seed Of The Lord For Me

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The Christmas Mass of the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene

by Chloe Tzang

© 2024 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a totally immoral right to be identified as the author of this awesomely blasphemous story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. If you see this story on any website other than Literotica, it's been ripped off without the authors' permission(s) and whoever stole it will be damned for all eternity because they're probably not Catholic and can't repent and be forgiven their sins, so unlike yours truly, who is repenting furiously, they'll burn in the flames of hell for eternity. Way more gratifying than a mere takedown.

And of course a little note from Chloe:

Well, I do hope you enjoy this little Christmas tale, written especially for the 2024 Literotica Winter Holidays competition. My first and only story on Literotica for 2024 altho maybe I'll get that chapter of Jeong done at long long last before New Years Eve. It's been a while coming, but anyhow, here's the Christmas Tail.

And just a little word of warning: this story includes Incest, Adultery. Group Sex. Blasphemy. And probably a few other Mortal Sins too. If any of these offend you, don't read it, altho if you don't you will miss a really wild story but there you are.....

And if you are Catholic, please

DO NOT

ask your parish priest about the Mass of the Blessed Magdalene or the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene!!!!! Membership is by invitation only and it IS a Secret Order. Your priest will eye you with a great deal of suspicion. So don't! Just...don't! But do enjoy the story....

Chloe

* * *

Ave María, grátia pléna,

Dóminus técum;

Benedícta tu in muliéribus,

et benedíctus frúctus véntris túi, Iésus.

Sáncta María, Sáncta María, María,

óra pro nóbis, nóbis peccatóribus,

nunc, et in hóra, in hóra mórtis nóstrae.

Amen, Amen

Ave Maria, Bach / Gounod (Nana Mouskouri)

* * *

"Did you used to do this for Mommy?" I ask curiously, stroking my dad's head with one hand as he eyes me speculatively. Well, not me. Part of me. My sex.

We're in my dad's bathroom, and my dad's kneeling naked in the almost full Jacuzzi bath. I'm sitting on the tiled rim, leaning back against the wall with my legs spread wide, both feet up on the surround. My dad's been shaving me, very carefully. He's just finished washing the lather off me, and he's making sure that I'm immaculately shaved. Completely hairless. Smooth as silk. I am. There's nothing at all

there

now, nothing but silky smooth skin, and he's smiling as he inspects me.

It's a very close-up inspection and honestly, it makes me want to sit on my daddy's face the way I did last night. I'm still embarrassed at my dad inspecting me so closely

there

. I'd say what girl wouldn't be, except not many girls have their sex shaved by their daddy. Not many girls want to sit on their daddy's face either.

Especially not after a very passionate date with their boyfriend, and my dates with Brad are always passionate now, but I know what my daddy likes, and I really enjoy making my daddy happy, and okay, it

was

really embarrassing, but my dad always says it's important to overcome these psychological obstacles, and my daddy's always right. Anyhow, I'd rather have gone to the spa and been waxed, but my daddy smiled and said he preferred doing this himself, and, well, I'm a good girl. I always do what my daddy wants. It was a bit scary watching him shave me,

there

, but it was very exciting too.

Now he has, he's finished, and I smile, watching him, enjoying how carefully he's checking even though it's embarrassing. I know he can see how excited I am. I can see, too, and I can see my clitoris, all pinkly swollen and peeking out. Of course, it's

my

clitoris and it's

my

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sex so of course I know how excited I am.

I really

really

want to sit on my daddy's face.

My dad watches as I slowly circle one fingertip around my little pink button.

It's the first time my sex has been shaved completely. I mean, I shave and trim there, very carefully. I have for years, and you have to, if you wear a bikini or even a swimsuit really. What girl doesn't? Before my dad shaved me bare just now, I had a tiny little landing strip. It's gone completely. There's not even a trace of any stubble. Smooth. Silky smooth. My dad really is a perfectionist and he has an eye for detail.

"Yes, I did." My dad smiles, glancing up so that his eyes meet mine. "I like this look on you, Aimee," he adds, and he smiles again. "And so will everyone else tonight. It suits you."

"Did you shave Mommy like this, Dad, so that other men could enjoy looking at her?"

My dad smiles. He doesn't look sad anymore when we talk about mom and I'm happy about that. I'm happy that I'm taking care of my dad too, the way mom would have wanted me too. Tonight, I'm going to make him very happy. I'm going to do for my dad tonight what my mom used to do.

Tonight, I'm going to be a Celebrant at the Christmas Mass of the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene.

"Only for special occasions, Aimee," my dad smiles. "Like tonight."

He bends forward and gives my sex a little kiss and a lick.

"And tonight's going to be very special for you."

"Ohhhhhhhh." I can't help moaning.

I

am

excited and my daddy knows that, because he knows I'm really excited about going to Mass tonight. He told me a little about the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene and their Christmas Mass and asked me if I'd like to come a few weeks ago, and of course I said yes. So did my bestie, Maddie, when her dad asked her, and both our dads have been busy preparing us ever since. Not just our dads either, they've had lots of help, and we both understood we needed a lot of preparation after Father Auyeung explained the Mass to us.

The Christmas Mass of the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene is a very special celebration. Our dads have both been Brothers of the Order for years and years, and our moms used to be Celebrants. Now Maddie and I are about to become Celebrants ourselves, and I like to think I'm carrying on a family tradition, although I do wonder how far back our family membership in the Order goes. I don't think I'll ask my grandparents though. Anyhow, it's a very old Order of the Church, hundreds of years old actually, and Father Auyeung did explain a little about its history, although honestly, I was a little preoccupied when he was explaining.

Maybe I should ask again, but I'm not going to ask tonight.

I'll be far too preoccupied tonight. I'm sure.

"Now, let's rinse you one last time." My dad takes the showerhead and sprays warm water over my labia and my swollen clitoris, which is really really sensitive, so that I moan out loud as the water flows over me. It's so good that my knees almost buckle, and I want my daddy to fuck me so much, but I do know he won't. I know I'll have to wait, and my daddy knows I know. He knows I really don't want to wait either..

My dad knows I'm excited too. He can see

that

. He smiles.

"Later, Aimee," he chuckles. "Don't be impatient. Let's dry you and dress you. We need to leave soon."

It takes me two attempts to stand. I love it when my daddy dries me with that fluffy bath towel.

"What makeup should I put on, dad?" I ask, watching him dry himself as I dry my hair and brush it out.

My dad's so handsome in that older guy way. My boyfriend, Brad, he's a hunk, and so is Liam, who's just a really good friend, because you can't have two boyfriends, but my dad's got that rugged maturity that I like so much. My dad and Mr. Liu both. I like my boyfriend fucking me. I like Liam fucking me too, but I like my dad and Mr. Liu and those other older men at dad's club fucking me much more.

They know how to treat a girl like me.

Any way they want. Well, almost.

"A little lip gloss, that's all. Pink I think. Light pink. A little perfume, and tie your hair up in a pony-tail," my dad says, smiling as he runs his fingers through my hair. "You won't need any deodorant, you're going to sweat far too much tonight for it to be any use. I've already picked your clothes for this evening, they're on the bed."

In daddy's bedroom, I can see the dress he's laid out for me. It's another of my mom's old dresses, a bright red evening dress that I've never worn before. It's more of a clubbing dress really, and honestly, it's a little hard to describe but seeing as you can't see it, I'll try. It's red, but I already said that. It's halter-necked, with a plunging V-front that hangs loosely and plunges down past my navel, a high hem of course, and okay, it covers my butt, mostly, but there's a little butt cleavage showing.

It's easy to slip on. It actually takes longer to step into my tiny red panties that actually aren't really panties at all. They certainly don't cover what panties are supposed to cover. That's all, nothing else, and I slip those panties on and adjust them. They're tiny, they don't cover my sex at all, and I can see why daddy wanted to shave me completely bare. Those panties are nothing but little red straps. They're not really panties at all.They're a frame for everything my dad wants me to display, and I know that tonight I

am

going to be displayed.

Father Auyeung did explain that to me when he assessed my suitability for the Order's Christmas Mass. The Christmas Mass of the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene is a very special rite of the Order's, and Father Auyeung is the Prior of our local chapter of the Order, and he

did

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explain to me, in general terms anyhow, what this mass is all about. My dad knows. He's been a Brother of the Order for years. My mom used to be a Celebrant, just like I'm going to be a Celebrant tonight, and Father Auyeung did explain what was expected of me now that I've been accepted as a Daughter of the Order.

Slipping that little red evening dress on, I shiver with growing excitement. It's a very revealing dress. Even more revealing than the dresses I've worn for my dad before, or for Mr. Liu, or for my boyfriend, Brad, or for daddy when I go to his club with him. Liam? He doesn't count. I don't go out on dates with Liam and I don't wear anything special when Liam comes around. Actually I wear as little as possible for Liam. He comes around to our house and he fucks me. The last time Liam came around, after my Friday night date with Brad last weekend, I didn't wear anything at all because Brad had just finished fucking me and he'd left just before Liam arrived.

Liam enjoyed that a lot.

My dad and Mr. Liu enjoyed watching.

They both enjoyed me even more after Liam left.

My dad called me a hot little baby whore and Mr. Liu agreed.

They spent the rest of that night fucking me like a hot little baby whore.

After being fucked by four men in one evening, I was a very tired baby whore.

I wonder if daddy's been saving this dress for Father Auyeung's Christmas Mass? Red is a very Christmassy color, and I know my dad used to take my mom to the Order's Christmas Mass as a Celebrant. Father Auyeung told me at my Confirmation as a Daughter of the Order, after I was finally accepted as a new Celebrant. Did my mom wear this dress when she was a Celebrant? Is that why daddy selected it for me to wear tonight? It's not like I'd ever wear a dress like this out in public. I'd be far too embarrassed.

Just like that, I'm almost ready. It's not like I have to spend much time actually dressing. It doesn't take more than thirty seconds to slide into that dress, and after that, I only have to slip into my shoes. They're waiting, by the door, in a plastic bag, because it's winter and there's snow. I'll wear winter boots for now, and slip into those bright red stilettos once we're inside.

I'm starting to get used to feeling so exposed, almost as if I'm not wearing any clothes at all, but still, this dress covers so little that it's really embarrassing. Half of it's just transparent mesh that clings to me like a second skin. More than half, and honestly, it's so obvious I'm not wearing a bra, but then, you don't with a lot of little evening and club dresses do you? I glance at my dad and he smiles. He knows, and I know he likes it when I'm a little embarrassed. I wonder what Maddie will be wearing? I'm sure Mr. Liu will have made sure she'll be wearing something just as revealing although I don't think Maddie will be embarrassed.

I'm sure Father Auyeung will approve, even though what we'll both be wearing are clothes that innocent and well brought up Chinese girls should

not

be wearing at all, and especially not to Mass with their fathers.

Except of course that neither Maddie or I are innocent. Not anymore.

Father Auyeung does talk about that a lot in church, about innocent Chinese girls and the sinful and corrupt ways of modern society and the evil influences of secularism and modern fashions on us poor innocent Chinese girls, imperiled by the decadent lures of Western Society, but that doesn't seem to apply to girls who are going to the Christmas Mass of the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene at all. Just like they didn't apply to us girls who went to the Church's Fathers and Daughters Halloween Ball either, and it wasn't exactly the sinful and corrupt ways of modern society and the evil influences of secularism and modern fashions that corrupted us.

It was our Dad's, and I know they had Father Auyeung's blessing.

Father Auyeung is a very interesting priest, but of course I know that now.

I know that I'm very corrupt and sinful now too, but I also know my sins are forgiven.

Father Auyeung forgave me, which is a relief, and he's had one or two lengthy and very personal theological conversations with me lately, just like he's had with Maddie, and of course both of us now understand that Holy Church is an umbrella, inclusive of a wide range of beliefs. The Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene is one more Order within that umbrella, just like the Society of Jesus, the Order of the Blessed Virgin Mary of Mercy, the Cistercians, and of course there's a lot more, but the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene is not at all well known, even though there are a lot of congregations of the Order and it's actually older than orders such as the Society of Jesus.

That's the Jesuits if you're not a Catholic, and while the Jesuits are the intellectuals and philosophers of the Holy Church, the Magdalene's are much more focused on the more esoteric aspects of sinning and repentance and the desires of the flesh and that kind of thing. I mean, I never knew that there's a Catholic book similar to the Kama Sutra, "A Meditation On The Holy Sacrifice Of The Magdalenian Mass," and yes, it was written by a Prior of the Order back three hundred years ago, Father Ksawery Clooney, and after Father Auyeung gave me a copy to study, I read it from start to finish and wow! I really need to work on my flexibility. Anyhow, the Order

is

very secretive of course, because it would be controversial if the Order's existence and rites and ceremonies were known,

So of course, as a Celebrant of the Order, I do understand that the Order was founded as a Secret Order in 1499 by Father Girolamo Savonarola, together with a dozen companions, with the personal approval of Pope Alexander VI, who gave the Order a special Secret Dispensation in Perpetuity, which is secured in the Secret Archives of the Vatican. Anyhow, Pope Alexander VI took a personal interest in assessing the first Celebrants, amongst whom was his own daughter, Lucrezia, which is why, as Father Auyeung explained to me, the Order has a long tradition of inducting daughters as well as wives, as Celebrants, and of course the doctrine of the Order is very specific as to just which daughters can be inducted. I mean, not just any girl can join the Order and become a Celebrant.

Honestly, I feel rather privileged to have been asked to join an Order with such a long history within the Church, and I did express that thought to Father Auyeung too, although it was difficult to put into words at the time, because he was busy making sure I was a worthy candidate to become a Celebrant, which of course goes back to the founding of the Order, where Pope Alexander VI invited Father Savonarola, blessed be his name, to assess his daughter Lucrezia as a candidate, because, and I quote the exact words of the Holy Father himself, just as Father Auyeung repeated them to me, "she's a hot little whore, Father. Fuck that juicy little cunt and give me your opinion," which is how all candidates to be Celebrants are now introduced to their Assessors.

That's how my dad and Mr. Liu introduced Maddie and I to Father Auyeung.

The rest of course, is history, and after I was assessed, everyone confirmed I

was

a hot little whore, which made my daddy really happy, and they all said I had a juicy little cunt too, and it was a unanimous decision to accept me as a Celebrant of the Order, which of course is why I'm going to the Christmas Mass of the Order this evening to serve as a Celebrant.

* * *

"Really? Is this where the Order has their Christmas Mass, Dad?" I ask, as we pull into the back of the church parking lot, out of sight of the road.

I can't believe Father Auyeung would have a mass like this actually in our church, but then, I never believed my daddy would take my virginity on an altar in our church either, although it was with Father Auyeung's blessing and no-one else was watching. My dad did though, and my dad brought me here one evening for Father Auyeung to talk to me about my candidacy for the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene. Father Auyeung interviewed me and asked me lots of questions and then he watched me with my dad and Mr. Liu. He watched Maddie too, because we were both interviewed on the same evening and of course we both said we'd really like to become Celebrants of the Order.

It was a very stringent candidacy process, because there was a second interview where Father Auyueng assessed my suitability as a candidate for Celebrant himself, just him and me. I hadn't expected to be assessed the way Father Auyeung assessed me, and I really didn't think Priests were supposed to do the sort of things Father Auyeung did to me, or ask me to do the things he wanted me to do, but he did, and of course I did, and he did forgive me my sins, and he forgave his own too.

Afterwards, he explained why it was such a stringent process to join the Order, and then he decided he should assess me again, and there were a few more sins to forgive after that but as Father Auyeung explained, one of the benefits of being a Celebrant of the Order of Loving Devotion to the Blessed Magdalene was that all sorts of sins that a girl would normally have to repent of and beg for absolution for could be forgiven by a Father of the Order with no need for any silly penances or anything like that because we were all hot little whores, just like the blessed Magdalene had been, and we had to practice a lot so of course we were forgiven our practice sins too, and pretty much anything qualified as a practice sin.

Naturally I asked if my boyfriend's sins would be forgiven, but Father Auyeung said no, Brad wasn't a Catholic and he'd have to sort out forgiveness for his own sins because Father Auyeung could only forgive Catholics, which of course I am, so then we forgot all about Brad, although I

was

sorry he'd end up burning in hell for eternity, but if you're not Catholic, I guess that's what happens, so at least he'd know lots of other people there, and we did some more sinning after I told Father Auyeung some of the things Brad wanted to do to me, and Father Auyeung gave me permission to do them and then he said why don't you practice now, Aimee, so of course I did and then while we were doing those new sins, Father Auyeung wanted to hear about all my past sins, which he said sounded very exciting as well as sinful, so we saved time by me telling him about them, which Father Auyeung said counted as confession.

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