Dark Wedding

The Priest said, "Lord of Chaos, you have come into us. Through your
offspring, the One, give us the blessings and curse of your lust."
"Priestess, proceed." The Priestess walked to the third man, at the
front, and touched the orb to his lips. She then walked to the third
woman and did similarly.

To my surprise she then approached me. As the orb came nearer to my
lips, I saw Tessa's transparent mucus on it. Her lust aroma churned my
insides. I felt the touch on my lips, and inhaled her lascivious
essence. I looked toward her; she subtly flicked her tongue across her
lips. To my amazement I found myself licking her juices off the orb,
as the Priestess slowly turned it, keeping it pressed against my now
sticky lips. I finished, and the Priestess withdrew it. After dipping
the rod again in Tessa, the Priestess pressed the sticky orb to the
lips of each person in the first row. She returned to Tessa, dipped in
her again, and anointed the lips of those in the second row, and so
on. Finally, Tessa arose from the table.

"It is time for our first reading," the Priest said, when I had
finished, and the Priestess returned to her position.

The Priest then read from De Sade, beginning thus: "Draw near to the
Lord of Chaos." He continued: "The freest man said, 'For a bridle have
nothing but your inclinations; for laws, only your desires....' 'There
is not a single virtue which is not necessary to nature, and
conversely, not a single crime which she does not need, and it is in
the perfect balance of one and the other that her science consists.' "

[The Priest then addressed a Sadean sermon to the couple and the
audience.]

The Priest. "It is time for the Rite of Purification. The groom shall
not enter the cunt without it."

The priest stepped forward; he took the silver rimmed chalice from the
priestess and opening his pants, pissed loudly into it. He turned his
back to the group and raised the chalice high.

"Let this semen and this urine reek to the Lord of Chaos. Let the
principles mix as they do in the One--shame and shamelessness. Let
them contain the forces of Sabazios of the Dark Goat."

He took a sip, himself, before turning and walking toward the groom.
Handing the chalice to the groom, he said (for the groom to follow,
and say to the bride) "I pledge thee my utter abasement. May you
accept my principle in free union with yours, as in this drink." The
groom repeated it, looking lovingly at the bride and drank down most
of what was in the chalice, without pause.

I was strangely moved, I had tasted of Tessa and was also reacting to
the obvious excitement of everyone there, especially that of the
bride. I felt a gentle pressure; I thought it was just my trousers,
but looking down I saw Lucie's hand pressing on top of my trousers,
against my penis. I started and looked at her and she smiled. I looked
toward the bride; Tessa was watching intently. I saw her tongue again
move, this time slowly and lewdly across her lips as she held me in
her gaze. To her energy, I hardened instantly, and I felt Lucie grasp
me more firmly. I was lost. I stood numbly by as my fly was unzipped,
and Lucie began to masturbate me in front of all present. I was aware
of their faces, but they seemed fascinated and pleased; I suppose I
had become as one of them. A bolt of pleasure was about to be
unleashed in me. Lucie knelt quickly, and instantly I ejaculated into
her mouth. She then went to the bride and kissed her fully on the
mouth. The bride received the kiss and the semen. Facing me, she shut
her eyes as if savoring my ejaculate; she stroked her vulva, and a
wave of lust swept through me. She in turn kissed the priestess, who,
after holding my semen in her mouth briefly, spit it gently into the
chalice. To my astonishment, the Priest came forward and the Priestess
masturbated him, till he ejaculated into the chalice also. He intoned.
"Now from the Priestess, shall the Bride be anointed.

The Priest produced a dark, flexible tube and a funnel. The Priestess
lay back on the table with her backside brought forward, near the end
of the table closest to the group; she held her bent legs apart,
grasping her knees and pulling them up. The priest deftly inserted the
tube into her anus and poured the contents of the chalice, the last of
his piss and his and my semen, into the funnel so as to pass downward
through the attached tube. The liquid flowed into her. He then removed
the tube.

"Daughter of Chaos," he said, addressing Tessa, "in abasement you are
raised high; from shame, comes the strength of the One; in receiving
from Havvah's representative, you carry on life. Kneel and drink." He
handed her a straight, glass tube several inches long. She inserted
the tube into the anus of the Priestess, used it as a straw and with
some relish drank from her anal cavity. I could see Tessa's body
quivering with energy and again, despite the disgust I felt, my cock
hardened. I wanted her.

My mind could not process any more of these events. The bride was
drinking my semen from the ass of her Priestess; her eyes glittered
black. Her reactions, far from disgust, seemed almost diabolical. She
had swallowed several times, and as she turned her eyes toward me, I
felt the wash of lust. Abashed, I knew her degradation (in my own
eyes) had aroused me and her shamelessness, no, her pride, incensed my
lust. "Ave One, Ave Sabazios," she said, looking at me expectantly.
"Ave," I responded.

The priest said, "Now begins the final stage of purification. Tessa,
proceed with your beloved." Tessa received the chalice from the
Priestess, and spit the last of the revolting fluid into it. Then
holding the chalice in front of her genitals, beneath the black rose,
she looked intently at Sandor and urinated into it. She stirred the
disgusting mixture with her index finger, and turning her gaze toward
me, actually licked that digit. She dipped the ends of her flowing
ribbon into the liquid.

The Priestess then enunciated the final lines Tessa was to say to
Sandor. "I accept you in your desire. Your desire for purity is taking
you through the One, to the Lord of Chaos. In your abasement, you
become worthy of me, their representative in the life-giving sex."
Tessa repeated the words, looking lovingly into Sandor's eyes,
presented him with the chalice. "The honey has flowed," she said. She
then whispered something into his ear, and he nodded. He quaffed the
mixture, but did not quite drain the chalice; I could see her amber
urine and the white strings of semen in it. She walked toward me; I
began quaking with fear, for I knew what was expected; I knew what I
would do.

"Blair," she said, "We of Sabazios invite you to share our imbibing."
Terrifying lust jolted me. I took the chalice from her hands, and,
held in her gaze, drained the last of the reeking mixture. The rank
smell, the bitterness aroused me almost to the bursting point.

"The Rite of Purification is concluded," said the Priestess.

I was dazed during the next rite; the Priest announced the Exchange of
Outer and Inner Rings. There were no rings in sight, however, and I
expected he would produce them from a pocket in his trousers, as I
have sometimes done, in a pinch.

"Bearer of the rings, come forward." Lucie, beside me, moved towards
the table; I expected she would show the rings. Stunned, I saw her
unfastening the front of her dress, from the waist down. She lay on
the table, as had the Priestess, except that the third man and third
woman, from the sides at the front, came forward. Lucie lifted and
spread her legs, leaving them straight, and the man and woman each
held one ankle for support. Her fleshy mons had obviously been
abundantly covered, for she had a luxuriant, dark blonde muff that had
been trimmed carefully at the sides and at the center to make a "V"
symbol quite clear. At the tip of the "V," her outer labia joined, and
below that she was shaven. Her inner lips were prominent and brownish
pink; I saw that her anus had been plumbed; the brown rose was in full
flower.

"Groom!" said the Priestess. Sandor walked towards Lucie, and when
nearly there, moistened his index finger in his mouth. He inserted it
in her large anus. He probed her rectum deeply; I saw Lucie relaxing
to allow his exploration. "There," he said, withdrawing his finger
with an ornamented, silver, women's wedding ring on it. Walking back
toward Tessa, he removed the ring, and when she extended her hand
toward him, said, "With this ring, I join thee in the flesh," and
slipped it on Tessa's finger.

At the Priestess' call, "Bride," Tessa then approached Lucie and with
less trouble retrieved from Lucie's rectal cavity, the ring intended
for Sandor. It was of silver, plain, but slightly larger, as is common
in a man's wedding ring. She then approached Sandor, took his hand and
slipped the ring on his finger, saying, "With this ring I join thee in
the flesh."

"You are joined with these rings, free flesh to free flesh, in dark
Sabazios' power," said the Priest. "Proceed with the rings of Spirit."

Lucie shifted herself on the table, and as Sandor approached, used her
fingers to open her vulva wide for his probing digit. He inserted it,
but had some difficulty at first; I saw Lucie bearing down, to assist
him, and then I understood the complication. The shiny, chromed ring
he extracted looked to be about an inch and a half in diameter. It had
apparently been far inside, nestled in Lucie's depths, around her
cervix. He took the ring and presented it to Tessa.

"With this ring, your free spirit is joined with Sandor's, for the
seed will pass through it in your daily intercourse and the sacred
blood will do so, every month," said the Priestess. "Proceed." Sandor
half knelt, as the men had, left knee to the ground, allowing Tessa to
raise one leg, and steady herself with her left foot on his knee. With
his left hand, he steadied her at the hip. Her legs spread; she opened
her vulva and gently inserted the ring between the lips. She closed
her eyes, seemed to relax, and pushed the ring deep inside her, to the
depths of her vagina. She must have felt it locked into position
behind her pubic bone--where a diaphragm fits--for she said, "There"
and straightened up. Standing before Sandor, she said, "With this
inner ring, Sandor, my free spirit is joined inwardly with thine."

I did not know what to expect, since I didn't know how a similar rite
could be performed with Sandor. Tessa approached Lucie, who had
continued to recline and, unashamed, was fingering her vagina to keep
up the flow of clear mucus. Tessa reached into her, not so deep and
retrieved a small silver ring, too small even for Sandor's little
finger, perhaps a quarter inch in diameter. The Priestess produced two
items from inside her dress: a stainless steel tube, and a metal rod.
The tube was maybe three quarters of an inch long, slightly tapered,
with the larger end in a bell-like shape, as one sees on an oboe. It
was of slightly smaller diameter than the ring, for the Priestess took
the ring from Tessa and forced it down onto the tube, till it was
stuck tightly in the middle. The Priestess handed the ringed tube back
to Tessa, along with--what I now saw to be--a straight metal probe, a
sound with a one end gently rounded. Lucie by then had stood up and
arranged, but not closed, her dress.

"Proceed," said the Priestess, "but first secure Sandor's bond." "Do
you Sandor, consent to wear this inner ring as a bond, signifying your
spirit being freely committed to mine?" "Yes," said Sandor, but I
could see some fear in his eyes.

Tessa approached him and took his penis in her hand. She said, looking
into his eyes, "Rise, so you may receive the ring." His cock hardened
instantly. "Relax, my lover," she said. Wetting her fingers in her
vulva, she smeared the slippery juices over the ring device; then she
clasped the head of his penis firmly, opened the small slit with her
fingers and inserted the smaller end of the tube into it. The fit was
snug, and not, apparently, painful.

Sandor seemed frozen and didn't try to stop the procedure. Slowly
Tessa pushed the tube into the passage, until it was halfway in and
the ring was at the opening. "Steady, love," she said. Because of the
larger size of the ring, I could see the small hole stretching as she
forced the device deeper, the ringed portion of the tube entering his
urethra. His body stiffened as she continued pushing the tube into his
erect penis until just the end bell was visible. "Almost finished
entry," she said, since his face had clenched in pain. She then, with
her index finger, pushed the bulb into his organ; the skin of its slit
was stretched to the most extreme, since the bulb was well over a
quarter of an inch in diameter.

"Stand fast, to receive her ring within," said the Priestess. Tessa,
holding his rigid member firmly, took the sound and slowly forced the
ringed tube further in, until it was lost to sight. I noticed that the
sound had entered the passage perhaps two inches, lodging the tube,
inside, near the middle of his penis. I could even see the his urethra
distended over where the tube was set; it bulging even more in the two
spots where the ring and bell were, tightly securing the device,
preventing its expulsion by any contraction. She withdrew the sound.

"Your semen shall always pass through my ring. Even when you 'spill'
by yourself, or, with my permission, inside another, _I_ ring your
seed. And often each day, as your urine flows through this ring, you
will remember you are bonded to me."

He responded, seeming somewhat relieved that the insertion had been
accomplished, "With this ring, Tessa, my free spirit is inwardly
joined with thine."

"Proceeding from the cunt, to the cunt, before all of us as witnesses,
you are both so joined by these inner rings, free spirit to free
spirit, in the darkness and light of the One," the Priestess
pronounced.

It was now time for me to read my last lines. The Priest nodded to me.

"In You Tessa and in You, Sandor, the principles are united.

"Say, Sandor, if you, through Sabazios, lovingly accept Tessa as your
Eve, your Life Source, and daily sustenance. Your freedom conjoining
her freedom, in the realm of Chaos, for eternity."

"Yes," he replied.

"Say, Tessa, if you lovingly accept Sandor in lust and in strength, in
evil through serving you, in exhaustion after devotion to you, and in
debility should he briefly falter in supplying his full principle to
you. Your freedom conjoining his freedom in the realm of Chaos, for
eternity."

"Yes," she said, turning to me. I nodded. She kissed Sandor full on
the lips, and I could tell from his surprise that she had not
swallowed all the ejaculate sucked from within her Priestess. Some she
had saved, and in the final gesture of joining with Sandor, had
transferred the mixture to Sandor's mouth. I saw him swallow, lick his
lips and nod slightly to Tessa.

"I declare you two joined in marriage, in freedom and for eternity," I
said.

"Let the revelry begin," said the Priest.

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When my brother had told me all this, he showed me a letter he has
drafted.

"To the Board of Director of the Universal Church:

I tender my resignation herewith; my reasons are the deepest of
personal shame and the regret I have for betraying your confidence in
me. It is time for me to make a new life, on another path.
Sincerely...."

I looked at him questioningly. "Another path?"

Blushing deeply he said, "I got a call this morning from Tessa; she
conveyed an invitation from the Priest to a ceremony for those
beginning in the way of Sabazios. She said, 'Will you drink, with us,
again, from the chalice?' My cock hardened;

I don't know where these words came from: "Tessa, I'll be there."

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