Lily
There was no way he was expecting me to walk into mass with a vibrating buttplug in my add, right?
But before I could say a thing, he interrupted my thoughts, “Get dressed, walk into mass with that buttplug in your ass, and once mass is over I want you to come back to my office, undress and wait for me in this same position; on your knees, legs apart and hands behind your back, is that clear?”
His gaze bore into me and I swear I could feel my knees turn into puddle.
“Yes, Father.” I hurried to my clothes on the floor and re-dressed myself as Father Evans amused himself changing the settings on the plug.
Before we left to go out into the church, he turned it off.
Oh, so it was like that.
I sat in one of the back pews during mass, being careful enough to follow along as though
