Page 17 of Thots and Prayers

“Soon.”

RULE 10 - EISLEY

OBSERVE, BEFORE YOU TRY THINGS YOURSELF.

Constantine turned on music from somewhere above. It reminded me of a leather club from the 90’s. The beats pounding, the vocalist sounded like he was fucking someone right next to the microphone, everything about this scene playing out in front of us was meant to seduce the young people, now influenced by the Molly Constantine had given each of them.

It started with a mousy girl with long brown hair tied back in a giant bow. She stripped off her jacket. The man beside her looked at her now exposed arms and went feral, engulfing her in a kiss. It was as if the glass had been broken and the room exploded. Everyone quickly paired off and the sounds of slurping and groaning were filling the room.

I took Kansas’s hand and tried to avert my eyes.

“I want you to watch,” Constantine ordered, coming over to us. He reached for my chin and tilted my face up toward him. “I want to see your body react to watching others receive the pleasure you so desperately want.”

I pressed my lips together, and as we stared deep into each other’s eyes, I pressed my thighs together also. I knew that look, it was hunger, need, lust. If I was a good girl now, it would pay off in droves later.

“Yes, sir.”

“Father.”

“Yes, Father.”

Constantine walked over to a pair and crouched. “How long have you been dating?”

“Since we were in tenth grade, Father.” The man paused to speak.

“And why haven’t you made love to her?”

“Because we were told to wait until marriage.”

“But do you want to?”

“Yes,” he groaned.

“What about you?” he asked the girl.

She threw her head back and pulled her boyfriend’s hand to her breast. “Yes! I don’t want to wait anymore!”

“Good. Take this.” He pulled a condom from his pocket and handed it to the man. “Do you know how to use one?”

He nodded and the couple stood. “Mitch, will you please escort these two to a private room?”

It was then that I realized Mitch was the only one not participating. He didn’t have anyone to partner with. My blood ran cold. Something suddenly did not feel right.

Constantine had taken this too far. I stood to go, but he caught my wrist and squeezed. “I thought you were going to listen and behave. Are you not a good girl?”

I gulped. “I am, but?—”

“No buts. Do as I say and you shall be rewarded. Sit down, child.”

The look on his face sent me reeling backward in time. I shrunk down into myself as The Minister, his father, flashed before my eyes. How cruel he’d been, starving us, beating us, preparing us to be...

I shook the horrific memories from my mind and rushed back to Kansas, who engulfed me in his arms. He rubbed my back and kissed my hair. “It’s fine. You’re going to be okay. He’s just acting,” he murmured.

It didn’t feel like acting. As more and more pairs were given condoms, brief instructions, and taken to private rooms, the more fearful I grew of what he had planned for me.

I would not be touching Mitch tonight. I’d fight like hell and die if I had to. I’d stab myself in the heart if he tried to force someone on me. I began to sweat and squirm as the night went on. Some couples came out, half-dressed and delirious with happiness. They dropped to their knees in front of Constantine and thanked him for allowing them to see the truth and give in to their desires. He handed them more condoms and told them to go again, and they did. Whether it was successful or not was unknown, but the energy radiating in the church was enough to make me sick.

“You’ve waited patiently, Mitch,” Constantine told him after all the couples had left. He put his hand on Mitch’s shoulder and smiled tightly. My heart hammered in my chest, waiting for him to say the words I feared most. “And I know you had your cock poised for someone special. Alas, the Lord only wants you to consummate with someone who wants that with you, and Domino does not.”

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