Avenging The Handmaidens: part 2 - Chastity draws the attention of the Council of 12. (group sex) By Carole n Nice. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Prudence and I were at a loss on what was going on. My Mother knew. With great dignity she walked to the crucifix with the wooden man’s penis embedded in it and stepped on a small stool. She stepped over it, her legs straddling the cross and took a deep breath. She slowly impaled herself on the wooden penis. I could see her biting her lip and closing her eyelids as she pushed herself down onto it. My sister and I just looked at her as Saint Evangeline pulled her down on top of the cross and tied her hands spread across the arm lengths. My mother was pushed over on a cross that had a penis embedded inside her and tied arm spread to the cross sides. Saint Evangeline began to take an evergreen branch and commence to spank my mother with it, causing deep red marks across her. My mother started to say her forgiveness prayers. I heard a sound, paying no attention to it until Prudence shook me to pay attention. I looked up and one of the Prelates restated his demand. My sister and I were to strip and offer ourselves to the Holy One! Both of us looked at each other in amazement at this great honor. Could he even do anything at 92? I blinked past my sacrilegious thought and felt my sister turn me away from her so she could unbutton my dress. When she finished, I unbuttoned hers, also. I took my dress down from my shoulders and dropped it to the floor. I was still somewhat shy but I looked at prudence who had already removed her shift. I quickly reached down and pulled my shift over my head. I caught my breath for a second, while I stood in my bra and bloomer panties. Prudence had already cleared her clothing from her body. I felt someone reaching and unfastening my bra and turned my head to see Prudence working hurriedly. She bent to my ear and said, “We are in the Council of Twelve.” “We must hurry!” I nodded and reached into the waist band of my panties and pulled them down off my legs. My sister grasped my hand as we stood in front of the Council of 12, naked. I heard the swish of branches and a gasp… Remembering my mother was getting spanked by Saint Evangeline. Her rear end was red and swollen from the evergreen branches penetrating her skin. One of the Prelates came up to my sister Prudence and pulled her away with him. I looked up and saw the “Holy One” beckon to me so as to sit beside him. I moved over to the elderly man and he patted the seat. I sat down, nodded and acknowledged him, “Your Eminence.” He smiled at me and said, “We must have an anointing ceremony for your mother firsts.” “After that, you will have to take me in your mouth.” He smiled and with a wink said, “I haven’t given seed to anyone in twelve years.” “You just need to suck on it and I’ll fake the rest.” “This will not be difficult for you.” I nodded. I heard a door open and a very big man dressed to be a bull entered. He snorted and mounted the cross in front of my mother. His penis was huge. Two of the prelates came to each side of my mother while Saint Evangeline continued to whip her with the evergreen branches. I was getting nervous that my mother would be permanently scarred when one of the prelates raised his hand and called for prayer. My sister, who was doing one of the Prelate’s orally, immediately took the penis from her mouth. She assumed the prayer position. I dropped onto my knees and did the same. The Prelate on her left side of my mother anointed her with oil on her forehead and each of her buttocks. When he had finished, the other one sprinkled holy water over her and gave her a baptismal blessing. When they had finished, a man dressed as a bull entered the room. Our baptismal fonts all have a large bull built over them. They represent fertility and the hope of atonement in heaven. The man in the bull costume straddled the cross and presented his penis to my mother’s mouth. She prayed a