Order Of The Cult - Audio SPH

Description: Here’s a 200-word synopsis of the story rewritten in the first person: i stood before sister roxanne miller, her rich voice washing over me, warm yet commanding. "well, my son, here we are again," she said, summoning me for a soul check. sisters clara and miriam pulled up my veru one data, and roxanne’s eyes gleamed. "your ring’s been chirping non-stop—arousal pinging our phones day and night. quite the spirit, but discipline? a mess." i stammered, "i’ve been trying to please you," but she cut me off, smirking. the app exposed everything—alerts at all hours, clara catching me in her lingerie shop, satin panties in hand, and miriam teasing my "tiny troubles" over tea. my failures piled up, yet roxanne saw potential in my stumbles. she stepped closer, robe swaying, and pointed to a spike—my arousal soaring during her sermons. "is it my voice? my power? this body?" she purred, gesturing to her curves. i admitted it was all of it, earning her throaty laugh. she prescribed daily visits to tame my lust, starting now. as she pleasured herself with a vibrator, i watched, stripped and kneeling, tasting her essence after her fifth climax. under her command, i released, the veru one pinging triumphantly. "you’re mine now," she declared, sealing my fate with a wicked grin.