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Trophy Wives School: Rachelle

Copyright© 2023 by Liza Devereaux

Chapter 3

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Zachery wants revenge on his bitch of a stepmother, Ruth. What better way to get it than to take her precious virgin daughter, Rachelle, and brainwash her? Can Zackery convince Rachelle into being a cum loving slut who wants nothing but to be her "big" Stepbrother's breeding slut? Especially when he makes Ruth watch every step of her daughter's training. OH and then promise the Bitch that he'll be training her and breeding her next! Some triggering may occur pay attention to the categories.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Coercion   Consensual   Drunk/Drugged   Hypnosis   NonConsensual   Reluctant   Fiction   Cheating   BDSM   DomSub   Spanking   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   First   Petting   Pregnancy   Tit-Fucking  

“Hello, Rachelle, please be calm. You are here at your family’s request. No harm will come to you while you are here.”

“I don’t understand. Why am I strapped down and why am I mostly naked?”

“You are here because your family gave you to me. They gave you to me because they realized you had been brainwashed. Both you and your mother. You are here so that I can help you overcome that brainwashing. I am now your Lord and Master and training you and breaking your brainwashing is my task as a caring Lord and Master.”

Rachelle shook her head. “That’s not true. Nobody brainwashed me.

“I’m afraid that someone has indeed brainwashed you, my dear. You are part of a group at your church called the Purity Movement. Is that correct?”

“Yes, but that is a scriptural movement based on the Bible.”

“No Rachelle, it isn’t. I can prove it to you. Your Pastor Jeff, has been brainwashing you away from what the Bible actually says.”

“No, Pastor Jeff is a good man. He wouldn’t do that.”

“Pastor Jeff isn’t a good man. He is married, isn’t he?”

She frowned at me. “Yes.”

“Would a good man commit adultery?”

“No. Of course not.”

I pushed a button, and her mother’s voice came over the speakers. “Oh, Jeff, I need you. Hurry, give me you holy seed, my Lord and Master. Fill me and cleanse me.”

Then the voice of Pastor Jeff. “That’s it, my dear Ruth. Take my pastoral cock and let it spill into you, cleansing you of your sinful ways. I’ll fill you with my Holy seed and make you pure.”

Rachelle’s eyes widened. “That’s my mother, but she’s married. So is Pastor Jeff.”

I nodded. “Yes, this is why you’re here. Your loving stepfather sent the two of you to me. Your Pastor is using his position to lead women and young women into sin and away from God. Let me prove this to you, my pet.”

Rachelle’s frown returned. “Why did you call me that? Your Pet.”

“Because I am your Lord and Master. Your family gave you to me that makes me Your Lord and Master and you, my servant. Something that is scriptural, see?”

I reached into the table beside her bed and pulled out a Bible. I opened it to a passage and asked her to read it. “Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh; not with eyeservice, as men pleasers; but in singleness of heart, fearing God:

And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men.”

Then I flipped a few pages and showed her another passage, and she read. “Exhort servants to be obedient unto their own masters, and to please them well in all things.”

“Your own scriptures show that having an earthy Lord and Master is right and that those given to one should obey and please them. Your family gave me you to me to train. That makes me your Lord and Master and you, my servant, but I don’t like that word, so I am calling you My Pet, like a teacher’s pet at school. Like my favorite. And for now, you will call me My Lord and Master.

Now let me show you what I’m talking about. Pastor Jeff has slowly trained you to believe that the Bible and God want you to have no contact with a man before you are married. No touching, no kissing, no getting to know a man physically, and certainly not having sex and becoming pregnant, correct?”

“Exactly, all that is sinful.”

I shook my head behind my mask. “That’s not true. What was the first command God gave man and woman after he created them?”

“To not eat the fruit.”

“No, Rachelle, that was the second commandment. Look.” I opened the Bible to the beginning and pointed to a verse for her. She again read them out loud. “So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them. And God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply.”

“So you tell me, Pet? What was the first commandment God gave to men and women? Because to me, it looks like his first command was for them to make babies together.”

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