Chapter 15
Ebram Sardinius passed his heavy chalice to the followers gathered faithfully around his altar. Reumah lay sprawled and incredibly inviting, her soft, olive flesh glistening in the flickering candlelight. One by one the faithful drank their potion; and one by one they pulled off their ceremonial robes to join him in the service. Levi flashed on the lighting at exactly the proper instant, illuminating the delicious Reumah who lay naked on the red velvet platform before the eager, hopeful eyes of the fifteen believers gathered in the Magic Circle around her naked loveliness.
Pleased with the unusually large turn-out, Ebram had planned diligently through the entire week to make this special service one no one would ever forget.
Standing patiently inside the magic ring, four robed newcomers awaited their longed-for initiation with almost unbearable anticipation.
They held hands as they stood: two men and two women about to culminate their long, arduous weeks of preparation.
Lawrence Davies clasped his young daughter's hand firmly in his large palm. He wondered how she would look bathed in the spotlight, and he longed for the service to begin to he could once more feel her ripe, yielding nakedness crushed under him, and relish the savory ecstasy of her creamy sheath enveloping his manhood like a velvet glove.
Young Kerry was on the far side, at his mother's side. He hoped no one would notice the hardening bulge under his robe, but when his mother's fingers tenderly stroked his bare arm, his rutting shaft suddenly tightened in lustful anticipation.
"Oh, Daddy, I can hardly wait," Kathi whispered very softly in her father's ear, craning her neck to reach him.
"Be patient, my darling ... it won't be long now ..."