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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 3, 2024 6:58

The Judiciary Committee of the House is presently looking into the possible contravention of antitrust regulations by significant advertisers, who may have conspired over which media agencies to exclude. Confidential documents obtained from the World Federation of Advertisers lend insight into a plan devised to ipso facto dissuade prominent advertisers from collaborating with certain news organizations. This concerted action may potentially lead to financial ruin for those media entities unable to secure the desired endorsement. The documents, as per the letters, suggest that the consortium may have sought to exclude established conservative news outlets. This includes, as per the documents, key players in the digital news frontier such as Fox News, Daily Wire, and Breitbart. Further probing into the matter has led the committee to seek answers from large corporations that make up GARM's 'steering committee', including Unilever, Procter & Gamble, GroupM, Diageo, and Mars. These particular documents ostensibly connect these corporations with such endeavors. These organizations have yet to publicly release any documents relevant to the active investigation. In addition, the letters have called for any communication originating from these corporations associated with the categorization, demonetization, or censuring of online speech. Furthermore, these inquiries also extend to communications concerning alterations subsequent to Elon Musk's X acquisition, a period marked by an exodus of many advertisers in reaction to the ousting of the more liberal-leaning Jack Dorsey in favor of Elon Musk. The investigation raises the possibility of individual accountability for these companies in relation to the actions of the collective body formulated. The group, known as GARM, appears to display cartelistic tendencies, despite the ostensibly rival status of many of its constituents. Announcing its objective of producing 'a safe media ecosystem', the Global Alliance through the World Economic Forum mirrors a mission statement you might expect from a figure akin to Darth Vader. The Global Alliance or GARM, as it is popularly known, is committed to ensuring consumer safety, minimalizing advertiser risks, building digital platform credibility, and above all, cultivating a sustainable online ecosystem. Major players who have pledged their support for the Global Alliance for Responsible Media through the Forum's Platform for Shaping the Future of Media, Entertainment and Sport include some of the biggest names in the business world such as the LEGO Group, Procter & Gamble, Unilever, NBC Universal – MSNBC, Dentsu Group, WPP (through GroupM), Interpublic Group, Publicis Groupe, Omnicom Group, Facebook, and Google. In an escalating response to 'misinformation', GARM resolved in 2022 to list it among the online content classifications it deems unethical to support with advertising. Precisely, it advised corporations to consider the likes of NewsGuard, the Global Disinformation Index, and the Journalism Trust Initiative when deciding which media outlets to collaborate with. These organizations are believed to serve as arbiters of safe and reputable spaces for both ad buyers and news consumers. GARM assures its members of 'Brand Safety'. Concrete embodiments of this concept have been shown through commercial agencies like Newsguard. Here, potential ad buyers are provided with compliant lists distinguishing which TV shows, channels, podcasts, or newspapers are either safe for advertising or best evaded. This method is presented as a safety measure to guard their reputation against potential boycotts or negative campaigns. The crux of this approach is to protect corporations from facing backlash or smear campaigns from left-leaning factions. This essentially advises corporations to steer clear of certain media outlets if they wish to avoid any potential controversy. In its 2022 progress report, GARM reveled in qualities that, when viewed from a different perspective, could highlight anticompetitive practices. GARM's inception hinged on an exceptional alliance, marked by a novel approach to collaboration. This relies on the understanding that all sectors of the advertising industry stand to gain from forming partnerships. This partnership goes on to generate new brand safety protocols and universally accepted industry solutions where there had previously been none. The complex task of authentically influencing the entire media environment was a towering one, GARM acknowledged. Nevertheless, GARM boasts a comprehensive network of 61 significant companies that collectively account for a significant global advertising share, as well as 35 distinct industry affiliations representing numerous other advertisers. As companies looking to advertise are more likely to defer to such 'experts' given judgment on credibility, it potentially paves the way for extensive, coordinated blacklists. Evidently, even the most balanced and staid news outlets can be labeled as risky if they gear towards a conservative audience, such as the New York Post and Reason Magazine. Interestingly, these media raters often assign credibility scores on the basis of how closely the outlets align with the government's official narrative. They penalize outlets who dare to question official stances on topics like the origins of COVID — a theory initially discredited by the government but now largely backed by it. Newsguard has even been known to collaborate directly with the U.S. government, a move that sparked legal action by The Daily Wire and the Federalist. They filed a lawsuit against the State Department that condemns what they call ‘one of the most egregious, manipulative, clandestine, and severe abuses of power and breaches of First Amendment rights by the federal government in American history.' The ongoing Judiciary Committee investigation presents an intriguing landscape demonstrating the evolving dynamics between digital advertisers and online news organizations, where the struggle for credibility, advertising revenue, and ideological influence continues to shape the present and future of the media industry. 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No Other Gospel

Real Hope Daily

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 2, 2024 2:27

GOOD NEWS Share real hope with your family, friends, and community! - Hope 103.2 (hope1032.com.au) I am astonished that you are so quickly deserting the one who called you to live in the grace of Christ and are turning to a different gospel – which is really no gospel at all. Evidently some people are throwing you into confusion and are trying to pervert the gospel of Christ. But even if we or an angel from heaven should preach a gospel other than the one we preached to you, let them be under God's curse! As we have already said, so now I say again: If anybody is preaching to you a gospel other than what you accepted, let them be under God's curse! GALATIANS 1:6–9 (NIV) Send the Real Hope team a messageListen to more from our Hope Podcasts collection at hopepodcasts.com.au. And send the team a message via Hope 103.2's app, Facebook or Instagram.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Avenging the Handmaidens: Part 1

Steamy Stories Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024

A story about religion, a young girl and original sin. In 4 parts, By Carole_n_Nice.Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. My name is Chastity. I'm 18 years old and live in a large religious community on the Arizona-Utah border in the United States. Our religious community considers ourselves to be Christians but most main stream religions view us as a sect at best. [[MORE]] Our main difference from the more standard religions is that we believe; Eve was the first person to inhabit our earth in the Garden of Eden. She copulated with God and out of that union was born Adam. Sometime afterward, she also copulated with her son, Adam. Adam was the forbidden fruit, (Not an apple). Adam and Eve were exiled from Eden because of incest between the mother and her son. The Original sin that was committed by Eve was the seduction of her son. Within our religious group, we can go to heaven by serving a penalty. [[MORE]] Women are on the lowest rung of our social caste because it is our fault for being thrown out of Eden in the first place. If we do well in the immediate life, we come back as men. If we do well as a man, then we are allowed into Heaven. You can also go to heaven, (even if you are a woman), if you are awarded sainthood. This is very seldom done. There are three ranks of hierarchy within our church, (only men are allowed ranking). Elder, (the basic priesthood open to all men 18 and older). Bishop would be in charge of a group of members of about 200 families. Prelate, there are only twelve prelates. The religion allows polygamy for Bishops and Prelates. I am a small, petite girl, (5'1" 102 lbs. and a 32-A bust). I dress as all my sisters dress; a plain dress, (black, blue, grey of sometimes a small flowered pattern for special occasions). Our dresses normally fall midway between our knees and ankles. We wear a white starched apron and a fabric bonnet that lays on the hair and ties under the chin. The bonnet is sacred and mandated for all women of purity. It must be worn at all times in the presence of any man except one's husband. I live with a family of six siblings, (four brothers, a sister, and myself). I am the youngest at eighteen. My sister Prudence is also eighteen but ten months older than I am. My brothers range in age from Thomas (26), Mathew (25), Luke (23) and John (21). My father is 60 and my mother is 46. Chastity�s First Eden Rites On my eighteenth birthday, my mother gathered my sister and me for my "First Eden Rites." We follow her into my mother's bedroom and kneel to say our prayers. After about 15 minutes of prayers, my mother calls us to our feet and starts my oral exam to ensure that I am schooled and an appropriate Catechumen. "Chastity, What are you?" I nervously take a breath. I've study our bible for years and can recite it by heart. I'm still nervous but I know I'll pass. "I am a Woman, mother." "I created the first sin against our beloved lord and I am responsible for having us exiled from Eden." "Chastity, as a woman, how will you atone for your sins?" "Mother, I will pray daily for our salvation, I will obey my husband, my ordained Elders and my Father in all things." "I will work for them to be accepted into heaven and I will strive to reach the next step of reincarnated manhood." My mother smiled at me and said, "What is the Doctrine and Covenants of the Eden Conference?" I, in great detail, explain the Doctrine and Covenants of the Eden Conference. "Because women are sinners, we must obey men," "Because we believe in the sisterhood and the privilege of polygamy," "Often times there will not be enough women to be wives to all our ordained elders," "The Eden Conference may be called by my father, husband or an ordained Bishop, so that men may relieve themselves with us sinners." "I am to do all things required of me during the Eden Conference and display my love for our Lord through unquestioning obedience." "Chastity," my mother said, "and what will happen tonight?" "My father will call my first Eden Conference with men of his choosing." "I will be accompanied by you into the conference and I will make you proud of me," I smile to my mother. At this point my mother has us kneel and pray again. About thirty minutes later, my final training session will begin. After prayers, my sister and I go to our closet and get our "Oral Sticks." These are smooth wooden sculptures that are shaped like a man's penis, (My sister assures me that they are quite realistic looking as I have never actually seen a man undressed.) We use these "oral sticks" as a learning tool so that we might satisfy a man with our mouths. I follow my sister's lead and take the stick into my mouth. I lick the head of it so that it glistens with my saliva. I take it tighter in my hand and I push it in and out of my mouth to simulate a man taking his pleasure inside my mouth. I suck along the shaft of the stick, ensuring my teeth never touch the smooth wood and that my lips create a suction that is supposed to stimulate a man. My mother holds a bag to the bottom of the wooden penis. I lick the two suspended balls and pump the penis with my hand as I do so. "You will do well, Chastity." "Prudence, you have been through this and have enough experience." "If you wish to leave and finish your chores, you may." My sister looks at me with questioning eyes. I know she wants to be there for me but it really isn't necessary. If I am not ready for this day by now, I never will be. I just nod to her that she may take her leave. "Thank you, Mother." Prudence puts her oral stick back and leaves for her chores. "Chastity, it is getting late." "You need to bathe and put on your Acceptance Dress." "Let us practice your self-stimulation so that you will be prepared when a man enters you." "Just do it with your dress on so we can prepare you." I nod at my mother and go to the bed. Pushing myself up to the pillows, I lay down. I reach for my long skirts and pull them up over my hips. I put my fingers into the waist band of my bloomer panties and pull them down off my legs. I bend my legs at the knees and open my legs. My hand travels across my lower tummy, below my bunched up skirt and across my mound. I open my lips and use my digit finger to find my clitoris. My finger moves across it and then underneath, Stimulating myself. My palm presses against my mound and my hips involuntarily push upward against it. I take my middle finger and lightly insert inside my vagina. My juices wet its tip showing I can make a man's way easy for him. My mother nods at me. "Daughter Chastity, you know how to do this." "This is not for your pleasure but for that of a man." "We need to go and have you shave down there so that you look like the virgin you are, and bath." "It is time for final preparation." My mother leads me to the bathroom. I am surprised that my sister has already drawn me a scented bath and left the shaving tools on top of a towel by the sink. I pick up the razor and my hand shakes. My mother laughs and grabs it from me. "I think you had better let me do the shaving." "I expect you will have enough blood between your legs after the Eden Conference," she says with a smile. "We don't need you to slice yourself up so that you need stitches." My mother washes me with hot water, first. She takes soap and applies it all over my mound and commences to shave what little hair that I have on my vagina, off. She repeats the hot water and soap several times before she has me completely bald. I have to admit it feels funny. I jump into the tub, scented with some lilac oil. My mother washes me. I am scrubbed from head to toe and it feels wonderful. Finally, it is time. My mother towels me down, and brushes my hair out. She helps me put my bloomer panties on and a very plain white bra. I help her with the dress being placed over my head, and turn for her to button the back. I look in the mirror and I am in perfectly white dress. My mom ties my apron on, hands me a bonnet that I tie under my chin and I'm ready. As we walk to the room where the Eden conference will take place, I start to get nervous again. "Mother, do you know who or how many will attend the Eden Conference," I ask. My mother shakes her head. "I don't know, really." "Your father had four at Prudence's ceremony." "I had five at mine." "When your father and I got married, I was 19 and he was 33." "His father was a Bishop and ordered an Eden Conference for our wedding night." "There were only three that night, the Bishop being one of them." "Your father loves you above all, much to his disgrace, but he does." "You are small so I suspect he will keep it to no more than three." I nodded and reached the latch on the door where the Eden Conference would occur. As the door opened, I bent my head to the floor and dropped to my knees. "What do you wish, Daughter," I heard my father say. "I wish to cleanse the conference of my sins with my body, Father, and to go onto the next level in the next life," I replied. "And what will you do in order to achieve this?" "I will obey you in all things, Father, and do you honor." He nodded and told me to raise my head. I raised my head and scanned the room. There were three men in the room, My Father, My Uncle Augustine and Prelate Matthias. My father brought a Prelate to my Eden conference! This was a great honor to our family. Prelate Matthias was 82, married with three wives over a life time. He had outlived two of them. His current wife, Sister Evangeline was the first living woman to be sainted in the last fifty years. This was a great honor indeed. "Daughter Chastity, you may take your clothes off for us," my father said. My mother immediately stepped behind me to assist with the many buttons on the back of my dress. She first removed my apron and folded it on the table. I then felt the buttons on my back being unfastened. After a moment, the garment was ready to be removed. My mother slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms. As my dress reached the bottom of my feet, I stepped out of it and my mother pulled it away. I stood in front of three men, in my bra, bloomer panties and bonnet. My father cleared his throat indicating to my mother that she should finish. I felt her unhook my bra strap and pull it down along my arms. My breast were free, small but free, in front of three men. Being stared at for the first time in my young life. I felt my Mother reach for my panties and a small, old voice interrupting. In an almost squeaky voice, Prelate Matthias said, "Let her take off her own sin protective," referring to my panties. I nodded, reached for my waist band and pulled my panties down my legs. I kicked my panties off and stood modestly, my hands covering my vagina. I looked at my father and Uncle. I could see they wanted to please the Prelate. There was lots of benefits to this honor. The Prelate turned to my father, looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Have her take off her bonnet." My mother gasped. I was in shock. This was a disaster. Only a husband would normally tell his wife to uncloak her hair. It was meant for a night of debauchery which was not something we embraced as a religion. I stood there and just shook my head "NO" My mother shouted out and stood in front of me, "NO! This is not for anyone but Chastity's husband." My father slammed his hand down on his desk. "SILENCE." "Who are you two sinners to dictate to a Prelate, what can be done!" "This is a holy man and you two are just whores that got all of us thrown out of Eden." "You, WOMAN," looking at my mother, "will remove her bonnet and stop insulting us!" My mother moved in front of me. We both looked at each other with tears in our eyes. She kissed me on my lips, whispered, "I love you." And untied my bonnet. She took the piece of fabric off my head and brushed my hair over my shoulders with her hands. I tried to control myself from crying. My Mother just comforted me and said, "Quiet, it is only but a hat." I nodded, my tears dropping on my breast. This was supposed to be a joyous day. A day I joined the congregation but instead, I've been force to remove my bonnet. To declare I am but a whore? This is beyond what our covenants demand. I stood there nude in front of them. I watched my own father, almost in tears from the embarrassment of his daughter forced to remove her bonnet. I could not read my uncles face but the Prelate? His face was joyous! My father broke the silence. "Take the position in front of his holiness, the prelate." I walked over to this holy man. I got on my knees and assume the position of prayer and supplication. Prelate Matthias gestured for me to remove his pants. I took his belt and unfastened it. I undid his pants button and pulled his zipper down. I tugged at his baggy pants and got them down his legs and off. He had a pair of religious undergarments on that were satiny and came down to his knees. I wrestled them off his wide hips and pulled them free. I saw a man's penis for the first time in my life. It was standing firm and pulsed involuntarily every so often. "Sister Chastity, you may stimulate me orally," I heard him say. I reached over and grabbed his cock as I had been taught. I took it in my mouth and let my tongue flow over it. I tasted a bit of saltiness of his pre cum on the tip of my tongue. He pushed harder on my head and I took him full into my mouth fully; my lips sucking on him as I moved up and down on his shaft. Looking down at me, Prelate Mathias asked, "Why are you sucking on my cock?" I stopped for a moment, looked up at him and repeated the appropriate passage from the book of covenants, "Because I am a woman and a sinner." "I and my other sisters lost paradise because of our selfish act of incest." "We must atone for our sins and the ruin that we have caused men." I went back to sucking him. He was smaller than my oral stick which it felt comforting for my first time. He was surprisingly hard for an 82 year old man and had enough energy to start thrusting his hips up and down to simulate oral copulation. "You may stop now and assume the position of self-stimulation, Sister Chastity," the Prelate said. I stood up and walked to the bed. My mother jumped up and in a terrible breach of etiquette questioned the Prelate. "Your Eminence," she said. "Please show my daughter respect and allow her to put her cap back on?" All of us just stood in stunned silence. I couldn't believe my mother would do this, even to save my own modesty. My father glared at my mother and said, "My apologies Prelate." "Evidently my wife forgets herself, where she is and even more so, WHO SHE IS AMONGST!" My Mother stood back and said, "I apologize, Husband." "I meant no ill towards the Prelate or you." "Please forgive me?" My father glared at her and said, "Put your daughter on the bed and have her assume the position of self - stimulation before I think you have completely lost your mind, WIFE." "Then you may assume the punishment position yourself." My mother looked at me and took my hand. As she led me to the bed, she turned her back to my father and said, "I will do as I am told, Husband." This was a slight offense again because she did not turn and fully face my father. "Chastity," the prelate said. I turned around to look at him, "You are capable of getting into the appropriate position of self-stimulation." "Prepare your mother first for her punishment, position." I nodded and held my Mother by her hand. "I am sorry, Mother for causing you this," I whispered." "My Mother just smiled at me to indicate it was all good. I helped her kneel over the side of the bed and I placed a pillow under her tummy. I then reached down and pulled my mother's skirt up over her waist. My mother would have been considered very beautiful outside our compound. We are taught to not seek self-compliments but I still had to admit, she was beautiful. I reached down and pulled the waistband of my mother's bloomer panties. I pulled them off her legs and freed her ankles from the restraint of the under garment. I laid down on the bed, my body perpendicular to my mother's kneeling one. I felt her grasp my hand and nod for me to begin. I slid my hand down over my shaved mound and commenced stimulating myself. I heard my mother make a sudden cry of pain and saw that my Father had struck her with a belt. "I am sorry for embarrassing you, husband." "Thank you," she said as another thunder clap screeched out and my father struck her again. Thank you, husband," is all I heard. I kept stroking myself but was having a hard time keeping track with my Mother spread over the bed and being spanked. I kept hearing the crack of my father's belt as she kept yelling "Thank you." She tightened the grip on my hand and she was biting her lip hard. It was then that I realized my father would keep spanking her until I finished stimulating myself. I concentrated on my finger but my mother's clasp of my hand kept clenching harder every time the belt struck. I was wet so that I could be taken but I couldn't get myself to orgasm. I heard my mother sob as the belt hit her again and then the idea came to me. I arched my hips, forced my legs together on my hand and moaned loudly. I faked it! I was not sure how long I had to maintain myself moaning but my father stopped spanking my mother with his belt. I felt weight on the other side of the bed. I turned to look at the depression and it was Prelate Mathias coming to mount me. I was thrilled about being taken by an 82 year old man but I was happy it wasn't my father or uncle. He knelt between my legs and reached for my breast with his hands. I shivered for a second when he touched me, I didn't realize that anyone's hands could be so cold. He pinched both of my nipples, very hard. I let out a small gasp as he twisted them. I reached between his legs and felt for his penis. I thought if I got this over with, he would stop hurting my breasts. As I grasped him, he smiled in realization that I was trying to put him inside me. "You are an anxious little girl, aren't you daughter Chastity?" he asked. I nodded to him, smiling up at him and trying to pull him on top of me so that he would stop hurting my breasts. His hips collapsed on me but I couldn't seem to place him at the right place to enter me. My mother let go of my hand and reached for him. I felt her place the head of his penis at my opening and he immediately pushed inside me. The pressure I felt as he entered, left me with a deep burning sensation. He moved deeper and I felt like he was ripping my insides apart. He started moving up and down on me before I was adjusted to him. I just lay there with my legs open as he grasped me with his wrinkled hands and plunged ahead. "Wrap your legs around me, Chastity," the Prelate said. "Take my anointed cock into your cunt and embrace it." I'm not sure what he all meant but I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. The burning was somewhat subsiding but his movement inside was increasing its pace. I turned and looked away from him as he used my body. I looked at my mother's face and I could tell that she also was in some pain. I looked behind her and my uncle had stepped between her legs. He had mounted her and she just kept lightly shaking her head no. Her hand grasped mine tighter and I realized that my Uncle Augustine was taking her anally. "Chastity, pay attention to me girl," Prelate Mathias admonished. I turned my head to him and smiled. I thrust my hips up onto his hard penis and open my legs more. "Tell me how much you want it, Chastity." "Tell me how much you need my cum inside your cunt," he said. I lifted up more and said, "I want your penis in me, Sir." "I want your seed deep in my vagina!" He shook his head no! "Use the same words I used!" I wasn't exactly sure what I was saying but I said it. "I want you to cum inside me." "I want to feel you inside my cunt." "Please sir, I pleaded. I felt him arch more into me and use his hands to pull my hips upwards as he impaled me. I felt a small twitching inside as a light wetness was dribbled inside me. I knew he must have given me his seed. I looked up and saw that my uncle was finishing up with my mother. Her eyes shut tight as he thrust hard inside her anus. "Tell me, Barbara!" I heard my uncle say. My mother immediately shouted out, "Fuck me in the ass, Augustine." "Take me hard and give me your cum deep inside me." "Fuck me, Augustine." With that, my uncle must have complied as he pulled her hips onto his penis. He pounded into her several more times and finally ended, "Yes, take me, Bitch!" and seemed to collapse. The Prelate laid on top of me for several minutes. I started getting nervous because I thought he might have died from the exertion. I watched my uncle start to move off and out of my mother. Prelate Mathias started to stir and pressed himself clumsily off me. He kind of fell out of my vagina as he raised himself, instead of withdrawing. Finally, my father spoke and said, "Take your position to be anointed." My mother and I scrambled off the bed, her with no under panties and myself, naked. We stood kneeling in a position of prayer to receive my father's blessing. My father looked at me sternly and I knew I had done something wrong. I looked to my mother and she whispered, "Put on your bonnet." I grabbed my bonnet, smoothed it over my hair and tied it under my chin. "I am sorry, Father." My father shook his head and said, "You were brought up better than this, Daughter." "You know you can't receive a blessing while showing your hair shamelessly like a whore." "We will talk of this later." My mother and I bowed our heads in piety. We clasped our hands together and prayed as my father anointed both of us. When he was finished, all three men walked from the room and left us. "Are you alright, Chastity," my mother asked? I nodded and started to giggle. My mother looked at me curiously so I explained that when she was being spanked, I couldn't reach climax so I faked it realizing that she was to be spanked until I had. We both broke out laughing hysterically. My mother went into the washroom and came back with a bowl of hot water and a wash cloth. She started to wipe the brownish red blood that had stained between my legs and along my thighs. I told her I didn't understand why Uncle Augustine would copulate with here anally. I also explained I had no idea what half the words were that the Prelate had me use. She went and fetched a bathrobe, helped me put it on and sat down to explain things. "Men will use a women's rear to send a message to us." "It is a message of dominance and superiority." "It actually can be pleasurable if it is done gently as your father does to me when he desires my butt." "It is also can be very painful if the man decides to use it as punishment, as your Uncle Augustine did tonight with me." I nodded. "The words are just dirty words that men use to demean women." "A cunt, or pussy, refers to our vaginas." "Cum is basically a slang word for a man's seed." We stayed up for hours talking. I always felt close to my mother but never more so than that night. She finally took my night clothes out of the dresser and laid them out for me. I dressed in them and she pulled the covers down. She put me into bed and then got in with me. She held me close to her and I fell fast asleep. The next morning gone having slipped out of bed to sleep with my father as was her duty. Father & I I awoke, washed up and dressed. When I came down to the kitchen, my father was reading his paper and drinking cocoa, (We do not drink coffee or tea). I peered over his shoulder and saw his glass mostly empty so I went and made him a new cup. He looked up at me and smiled. "Father, I want to apologize to you if I embarrassed you during the Eden Conference." "That was not my intent, Sir." He looked up at me again and smiled, "You did not embarrass me, Chastity." "You are a good daughter and I've always been too close to you." "Everyone comments on it and I don't care what they think." "Prelate Mathias just threw me off when he had you remove your bonnet." "I have never heard of a woman removing her bonnet in front of a man unless it was her husband." I nodded and said, "It embarrassed me greatly." "I did not know what to do other than remove it, Father." My father shook his head, "He is a Prelate." "Gifted with the blessing of prophecy." "If anyone knows what our savior wants, it would be him." "I just never heard of it being done before and I didn't know how to react to it." "Father, may I ask something else?" He nodded. "Why did Uncle Augustine do that to mother last night?" "He hurt her." "Your mother should never have questioned the order of a Prelate, even to the slightest degree," my Father spoke. "Your uncle was angered because your mother's punishment was not equal to her offense." "I have always been easy on her and you girls." "Everyone wonders why." I cleaned up some dishes, turned to leave the room and looked back at my father, still sitting there. "I am just a young girl but I know why you are easy on us, Father." "You love us." I then walked out of the kitchen. The Council Three days later my father came home breathlessly for dinner. As we all sat at the table, held hands and prayed, I could tell my father wished to tell us important news. Our community has been picked to host the quarterly meeting of the twelve! We all gasped as this was a singular honor that happens only once a decade for our scattered communities. The Council of Twelve is the ruling body of our religion. It consist of all twelve sitting prelates. They make rulings on canon law, grievances by individuals, excommunications and most importantly, prophesy. All of them are in their 80's with the oldest 92. The planning went on for weeks. Our Community House was repainted, new carpeting and special lavatories set up for the twelve. The work went on for weeks but all of us eagerly donated time and money to ensure we set an example. A week before the conclave was to commence, my father came home again breathlessly. We all sat down to the table and bowed our heads to say grace. "Chastity, would you lead us in grace, please," I heard the words spoken from my father's mouth. My Mother immediately shot a questioning look at my father. Women never say grace. It was unheard of. It is allowed for a female who has been granted sainthood but no one else. I was sure my father meant to ordain one of my brothers with the task. "Daughter Chastity, would you say grace please," he repeated. I said grace at the table. I have followed in response to grace many times but never had led it. I finished the three times per day ritual and before I said, "Amen." I added, "And thank you Lord King, for our Father." "Who loves us all!" My mother shot a look of surprise and shock at me. When we had finished dinner, my mother, sister and I did the dishes as my father and brothers retired to the great room to read. When we had finished, my father asked us all to gather as a family in the great room. "Let us pray," my father said. We all got on our knees and said our prayer of thanksgiving. When we had finished, my father started to give us an explanation of his odd behavior. Prelate Mathias had come to him that afternoon. The Prelates had order an unprecedented Eden Conference during the meeting. The women invited to the conference was my mother, my sister Prudence, the blessed saint - Evangeline, and myself. My father explained that Prelate Mathias told him that I had been ordered to remove my bonnet at my first Eden Conference because it came to him in a vision. Everyone looked at me in shock that I had bared my head outside the presence of my husband. My father hushed them all down and told them it was at the Prelates orders. It came to him as a vision and he saw it as a prophecy. This would be a miracle to be involved in a prophecy. We spent the rest of the evening asking "why us." Why were we the chosen for the "Eden Conference." My mother even laughed that it had been six years since she had been invited to one. My father just grumbled and said something like, "it'll be six years longer if you don't stop mentioning it too." The day of the Eden Conference approached quickly. We all took baths, freshly cleaned our hair from our womanly triangle and dressed in white linen dresses for the occasion. When we left the house, more than half our community was gathered on our front lawn to escort us to the "Twelve." As we approached the meeting house, there was a carpet of evergreens laid out in front of our feet. We walked to the front door and knocked as protocol would have it. A serving Bishop of the church opened the door and begged us entrance. The three of us, assumed the position of prayer before this holy twelve. I wondered where Saint Evangeline was but I saw her not. Finally after prayer, we were asked by the Holy One, (the chair of the Twelve), to raise our heads. We recited our duties as women from the covenants. They all nodded their heads as we recited in perfect unison. The Holy One, ninety two years old and a member of the council for thirty years, spoke. He explained to us that Prelate Mathias had told him his vision and between the Sainted Evangeline and himself they had interpreted the vision. He explained to us that Saint Evangeline was to be an avenging angel that scourged our community of all sin but that of women's Original sin. That my mother, who brought two daughters of grace and beauty into our world, should act as the vessel of our community sin as our savior had so many years ago. Prudence and I were to be the altars of forgiveness. We were to accept that seed graciously given by the twelve in order to have my mother's sacrifice accepted. We all nodded in awe of our great role in this endeavor. Prelate Mathias' wife stood up. She wedged herself out of her chair and walked over to a huge covered article being held up by two carpenter saw horses. She nodded to Prudence and me. "Daughters you may approach your Latter Saint and disrobe me," she said. Prudence and I stood and came to the great woman before us. I started to unbutton the back of her dress, while Prudence started unlacing her shoes. She was an obese woman to be generous and it seemed difficult to undress her. I finally had her dress off with Prudence's help. We were both a bit breathless at the task. I let Prudence unfasten the bra because I was certain I didn't have the strength to do it and that Prudence would have it. With two failed attempts at unfastening the garment, Prudence finally had the bra removed and her breast fell free. Her breast looked like deflated watermelons, with two very large nipples attached. I got on my knees and removed her bloused panties from her, (relieving my sister from that duty). Saint Evangeline moved over to the covered article propped up by the saw horses. She uncovered it and we all just looked. It was a large cross, about twelve inches in diameter, and 10'feet long. The cross member for the arms was about five feet in length. About two feet down from the cross member arms, there was fixed into the cross, an oral training penis. Above the cross, there was a seat attached. "Undress your mother, Sisters," the Holy One said. Prudence and I went to our mother and started to undress her. When we had her dress off, Prudence whispered to me, "She is beautiful, is she not? I nodded my agreement as I snaked my fingers into my mother's panties. I pulled them down her legs and she stood nude in front of the Twelve, her daughters and Saint Evangeline. "The Bonnet also!" I couldn't believe my ears that my mother was to be humiliated like this. I shook my head no as did my sister. My mother pushed us both away and with great dignity, unfastened the tie under her chin and took the bonnet off herself. Dropping it to the floor, as if to let it be soiled, as she was being soiled herself. My mother stood, naked, her head bared so that all these men could look at her. To be continued in part 2. By Carole_n_Nice for Literotica

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Ch 30

Harry Potter and the First Time Readers

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024 67:51

Chapter 30 - The Sacking of Severus Snape“We can push it off on the kids,” said Amycus, his piglike face suddenly crafty. “Yeah, that's what we'll do. We'll say Alecto was ambushed by the kids, them kids up there” — he looked up at the starry ceiling toward the dormitories — “and we'll say they forced her to press her Mark, and that's why he got a false alarm. . . . He can punish them. Couple of kids more or less, what's the difference?” “Only the difference between truth and lies, courage and cowardice,” said Professor McGonagall, who had turned pale, “a difference, in short, which you and your sister seem unable to appreciate. But let me make one thing very clear. You are not going to pass off your many ineptitudes on the students of Hogwarts. I shall not permit it.” Q1 - Thoughts on McGongall and the Carrows?“It's not a case of what you'll permit, Minerva McGonagall. Your time's over. It's us what's in charge here now, and you'll back me up or you'll pay the price.” And he spat in her face. Harry pulled the Cloak off himself, raised his wand, and said, “You shouldn't have done that.” As Amycus spun around, Harry shouted, “Crucio!” Q2 - Should Harry have used crucio?“Time's running out, Voldemort's getting nearer. Professor, I'm acting on Dumbledore's orders, I must find what he wanted me to find! But we've got to get the students out while I'm searching the castle — it's me Voldemort wants, but he won't care about killing a few more or less, not now —” not now he knows I'm attacking Horcruxes, Harry finished the sentence in his head. “You're acting on Dumbledore's orders?” she repeated with a look of dawning wonder. Then she drew herself up to her fullest height. “We shall secure the school against He-Who-Must-Not-BeNamed while you search for this — this object.” “Is that possible?” “I think so,” said Professor McGonagall dryly, “we teachers are rather good at magic, you know. I am sure we will be able to hold him off for a while if we all put our best efforts into it. Of course, something will have to be done about Professor Snape —” She marched toward the door, and as she did so she raised her wand. From the tip burst three silver cats with spectacle markings around their eyes. The Patronuses ran sleekly ahead, filling the spiral staircase with silvery light, as Professor McGonagall, Harry, and Luna hurried back down.Q3 - What was the doe Patronus?“No, he's not dead,” said McGonagall bitterly. “Unlike Dumbledore, he was still carrying a wand . . . and he seems to have learned a few tricks from his master.” With a tingle of horror, Harry saw in the distance a huge, batlike shape flying through the darkness toward the perimeter wall. There were heavy footfalls behind them, and a great deal of puffing: Slughorn had just caught up.Q4 - Is Snape as dark as Voldemort?“My word,” he puffed, pale and sweaty, his walrus mustache aquiver. “What a to-do! I'm not at all sure whether this is wise, Minerva. He is bound to find a way in, you know, and anyone who has tried to delay him will be in most grievous peril —” “I shall expect you and the Slytherins in the Great Hall in twenty minutes, also,” said Professor McGonagall. “If you wish to leave with your students, we shall not stop you. But if any of you attempt to sabotage our resistance or take up arms against us within this castle, then, Horace, we duel to kill.” “Minerva!” he said, aghast. “The time has come for Slytherin House to decide upon its loyalties,” interrupted Professor McGonagall. “Go and wake your students, Horace.”Q5 - Do we trust Slughorn?There was a scuffling and a great thump: Someone else had clambered out of the tunnel, overbalanced slightly, and fallen. He pulled himself up on the nearest chair, looked around through lopsided horn-rimmed glasses, and said, “Am I too late? Has it started? I only just found out, so I — I —” Percy spluttered into silence. Evidently he had not expected to run into most of his family.Q6 - Do we trust Percy? How do you like him coming back at this moment?“I was a fool!” Percy roared, so loudly that Lupin nearly dropped his photograph. “I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a — a —” “Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron,” said Fred. Percy swallowed. “Yes, I was!” “Well, you can't say fairer than that,” said Fred, holding out his hand to Percy. Mrs. Weasley burst into tears. She ran forward, pushed Fred aside, and pulled Percy into a strangling hug, while he patted her on the back, his eyes on his father. “Where's Ron?” asked Harry. “Where's Hermione?” “They must have gone up to the Great Hall already,” Mr. Weasley called over his shoulder. “I didn't see them pass me,” said Harry. “They said something about a bathroom,” said Ginny, “not long after you left.” “A bathroom?” Q7 - Where did they go?

LW - A Selection of Randomly Selected SAE Features by CallumMcDougall

The Nonlinear Library

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024 6:55

Welcome to The Nonlinear Library, where we use Text-to-Speech software to convert the best writing from the Rationalist and EA communities into audio. This is: A Selection of Randomly Selected SAE Features, published by CallumMcDougall on April 1, 2024 on LessWrong. Epistemic status - self-evident. In this post, we interpret a small sample of Sparse Autoencoder features which reveal meaningful computational structure in the model that is clearly highly researcher-independent and of significant relevance to AI alignment. Motivation Recent excitement about Sparse Autoencoders (SAEs) has been mired by the following question: Do SAE features reflect properties of the model, or just capture correlational structure in the underlying data distribution? While a full answer to this question is important and will take deliberate investigation, we note that researchers who've spent large amounts of time interacting with feature dashboards think it's more likely that SAE features capture highly non-trivial information about the underlying models. Evidently, SAEs are the one true answer to ontology identification and as evidence of this, we show how initially uninterpretable features are often quite interpretable with further investigation / tweaking of dashboards. In each case, we describe how we make the best possible use of feature dashboards to ensure we aren't fooling ourselves or reading tea-leaves. Note - to better understand these results, we highly recommend readers who are unfamiliar with SAE Feature Dashboards briefly refer to the relevant section of Anthropic's publication (whose dashboard structure we emulate below). TLDR - to understand what concepts are encoded by features, we look for patterns in the text which causes them to activate most strongly. Case Studies in SAE Features Scripture Feature We open with a feature that seems to activate strongly on examples of sacred text, specifically from the works of Christianity. Even though interpreting SAEs seems bad, and it can really make you mad, seeing features like this reminds us to always look on the bright side of life. Perseverance Feature We register lower confidence in this feature than others, but the top activating examples all seem to present a consistent theme of perseverance and loyalty in the face of immense struggle (this was confirmed with GPT4[1]). We're very excited at how semantic this feature is rather than merely syntactic, since a huge barrier to future progress in dictionary learning is whether we can find features associated with high-level semantic concepts like these. Teamwork Feature We were very surprised with this one, given that the training data for our models was all dated at 2022 or earlier. We welcome any and all theories here. Deciphering Feature Activations with Quantization can be highly informative Most analyses of SAE features have not directly attempted to understand the significance of feature activation strength, but we've found this can be highly informative. Take this feature for example. Due to the apparently highly quantized pattern of activation, we decided to attempt decoding the sequence of max-activating sequences using the Morse code-based mapping {0.0: '/', 0.2: ' ', 1.0: '.', 2.0: '-'}. When we tried this, we found the following pattern: Which translated into Morse code reads as: We weren't sure exactly what to make of this, but more investigation is definitely advisable. Lesson - visualize activation on full prompts to better understand features! One feature which at first appeared uninterpretable is pictured below. Clearly this feature fires in DNA strings, but what is it actually tracking? Showing a larger context after the max activating tokens, we begin to see what might be an interpretable pattern in the max activating examples. We did this one more time, and revealed that this in-fact a feature which fires on DNA sequences from the species Rattus Norvegicus (japanese variants in particular). We leave it as an exerci...

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LW - A Selection of Randomly Selected SAE Features by CallumMcDougall

The Nonlinear Library: LessWrong

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024 6:55

Link to original articleWelcome to The Nonlinear Library, where we use Text-to-Speech software to convert the best writing from the Rationalist and EA communities into audio. This is: A Selection of Randomly Selected SAE Features, published by CallumMcDougall on April 1, 2024 on LessWrong. Epistemic status - self-evident. In this post, we interpret a small sample of Sparse Autoencoder features which reveal meaningful computational structure in the model that is clearly highly researcher-independent and of significant relevance to AI alignment. Motivation Recent excitement about Sparse Autoencoders (SAEs) has been mired by the following question: Do SAE features reflect properties of the model, or just capture correlational structure in the underlying data distribution? While a full answer to this question is important and will take deliberate investigation, we note that researchers who've spent large amounts of time interacting with feature dashboards think it's more likely that SAE features capture highly non-trivial information about the underlying models. Evidently, SAEs are the one true answer to ontology identification and as evidence of this, we show how initially uninterpretable features are often quite interpretable with further investigation / tweaking of dashboards. In each case, we describe how we make the best possible use of feature dashboards to ensure we aren't fooling ourselves or reading tea-leaves. Note - to better understand these results, we highly recommend readers who are unfamiliar with SAE Feature Dashboards briefly refer to the relevant section of Anthropic's publication (whose dashboard structure we emulate below). TLDR - to understand what concepts are encoded by features, we look for patterns in the text which causes them to activate most strongly. Case Studies in SAE Features Scripture Feature We open with a feature that seems to activate strongly on examples of sacred text, specifically from the works of Christianity. Even though interpreting SAEs seems bad, and it can really make you mad, seeing features like this reminds us to always look on the bright side of life. Perseverance Feature We register lower confidence in this feature than others, but the top activating examples all seem to present a consistent theme of perseverance and loyalty in the face of immense struggle (this was confirmed with GPT4[1]). We're very excited at how semantic this feature is rather than merely syntactic, since a huge barrier to future progress in dictionary learning is whether we can find features associated with high-level semantic concepts like these. Teamwork Feature We were very surprised with this one, given that the training data for our models was all dated at 2022 or earlier. We welcome any and all theories here. Deciphering Feature Activations with Quantization can be highly informative Most analyses of SAE features have not directly attempted to understand the significance of feature activation strength, but we've found this can be highly informative. Take this feature for example. Due to the apparently highly quantized pattern of activation, we decided to attempt decoding the sequence of max-activating sequences using the Morse code-based mapping {0.0: '/', 0.2: ' ', 1.0: '.', 2.0: '-'}. When we tried this, we found the following pattern: Which translated into Morse code reads as: We weren't sure exactly what to make of this, but more investigation is definitely advisable. Lesson - visualize activation on full prompts to better understand features! One feature which at first appeared uninterpretable is pictured below. Clearly this feature fires in DNA strings, but what is it actually tracking? Showing a larger context after the max activating tokens, we begin to see what might be an interpretable pattern in the max activating examples. We did this one more time, and revealed that this in-fact a feature which fires on DNA sequences from the species Rattus Norvegicus (japanese variants in particular). We leave it as an exerci...

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Avenging the Handmaidens: Part 1

Steamy Stories

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024

A story about religion, a young girl and original sin. In 4 parts, By Carole_n_Nice.Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. My name is Chastity. I'm 18 years old and live in a large religious community on the Arizona-Utah border in the United States. Our religious community considers ourselves to be Christians but most main stream religions view us as a sect at best. [[MORE]] Our main difference from the more standard religions is that we believe; Eve was the first person to inhabit our earth in the Garden of Eden. She copulated with God and out of that union was born Adam. Sometime afterward, she also copulated with her son, Adam. Adam was the forbidden fruit, (Not an apple). Adam and Eve were exiled from Eden because of incest between the mother and her son. The Original sin that was committed by Eve was the seduction of her son. Within our religious group, we can go to heaven by serving a penalty. [[MORE]] Women are on the lowest rung of our social caste because it is our fault for being thrown out of Eden in the first place. If we do well in the immediate life, we come back as men. If we do well as a man, then we are allowed into Heaven. You can also go to heaven, (even if you are a woman), if you are awarded sainthood. This is very seldom done. There are three ranks of hierarchy within our church, (only men are allowed ranking). Elder, (the basic priesthood open to all men 18 and older). Bishop would be in charge of a group of members of about 200 families. Prelate, there are only twelve prelates. The religion allows polygamy for Bishops and Prelates. I am a small, petite girl, (5'1" 102 lbs. and a 32-A bust). I dress as all my sisters dress; a plain dress, (black, blue, grey of sometimes a small flowered pattern for special occasions). Our dresses normally fall midway between our knees and ankles. We wear a white starched apron and a fabric bonnet that lays on the hair and ties under the chin. The bonnet is sacred and mandated for all women of purity. It must be worn at all times in the presence of any man except one's husband. I live with a family of six siblings, (four brothers, a sister, and myself). I am the youngest at eighteen. My sister Prudence is also eighteen but ten months older than I am. My brothers range in age from Thomas (26), Mathew (25), Luke (23) and John (21). My father is 60 and my mother is 46. Chastity�s First Eden Rites On my eighteenth birthday, my mother gathered my sister and me for my "First Eden Rites." We follow her into my mother's bedroom and kneel to say our prayers. After about 15 minutes of prayers, my mother calls us to our feet and starts my oral exam to ensure that I am schooled and an appropriate Catechumen. "Chastity, What are you?" I nervously take a breath. I've study our bible for years and can recite it by heart. I'm still nervous but I know I'll pass. "I am a Woman, mother." "I created the first sin against our beloved lord and I am responsible for having us exiled from Eden." "Chastity, as a woman, how will you atone for your sins?" "Mother, I will pray daily for our salvation, I will obey my husband, my ordained Elders and my Father in all things." "I will work for them to be accepted into heaven and I will strive to reach the next step of reincarnated manhood." My mother smiled at me and said, "What is the Doctrine and Covenants of the Eden Conference?" I, in great detail, explain the Doctrine and Covenants of the Eden Conference. "Because women are sinners, we must obey men," "Because we believe in the sisterhood and the privilege of polygamy," "Often times there will not be enough women to be wives to all our ordained elders," "The Eden Conference may be called by my father, husband or an ordained Bishop, so that men may relieve themselves with us sinners." "I am to do all things required of me during the Eden Conference and display my love for our Lord through unquestioning obedience." "Chastity," my mother said, "and what will happen tonight?" "My father will call my first Eden Conference with men of his choosing." "I will be accompanied by you into the conference and I will make you proud of me," I smile to my mother. At this point my mother has us kneel and pray again. About thirty minutes later, my final training session will begin. After prayers, my sister and I go to our closet and get our "Oral Sticks." These are smooth wooden sculptures that are shaped like a man's penis, (My sister assures me that they are quite realistic looking as I have never actually seen a man undressed.) We use these "oral sticks" as a learning tool so that we might satisfy a man with our mouths. I follow my sister's lead and take the stick into my mouth. I lick the head of it so that it glistens with my saliva. I take it tighter in my hand and I push it in and out of my mouth to simulate a man taking his pleasure inside my mouth. I suck along the shaft of the stick, ensuring my teeth never touch the smooth wood and that my lips create a suction that is supposed to stimulate a man. My mother holds a bag to the bottom of the wooden penis. I lick the two suspended balls and pump the penis with my hand as I do so. "You will do well, Chastity." "Prudence, you have been through this and have enough experience." "If you wish to leave and finish your chores, you may." My sister looks at me with questioning eyes. I know she wants to be there for me but it really isn't necessary. If I am not ready for this day by now, I never will be. I just nod to her that she may take her leave. "Thank you, Mother." Prudence puts her oral stick back and leaves for her chores. "Chastity, it is getting late." "You need to bathe and put on your Acceptance Dress." "Let us practice your self-stimulation so that you will be prepared when a man enters you." "Just do it with your dress on so we can prepare you." I nod at my mother and go to the bed. Pushing myself up to the pillows, I lay down. I reach for my long skirts and pull them up over my hips. I put my fingers into the waist band of my bloomer panties and pull them down off my legs. I bend my legs at the knees and open my legs. My hand travels across my lower tummy, below my bunched up skirt and across my mound. I open my lips and use my digit finger to find my clitoris. My finger moves across it and then underneath, Stimulating myself. My palm presses against my mound and my hips involuntarily push upward against it. I take my middle finger and lightly insert inside my vagina. My juices wet its tip showing I can make a man's way easy for him. My mother nods at me. "Daughter Chastity, you know how to do this." "This is not for your pleasure but for that of a man." "We need to go and have you shave down there so that you look like the virgin you are, and bath." "It is time for final preparation." My mother leads me to the bathroom. I am surprised that my sister has already drawn me a scented bath and left the shaving tools on top of a towel by the sink. I pick up the razor and my hand shakes. My mother laughs and grabs it from me. "I think you had better let me do the shaving." "I expect you will have enough blood between your legs after the Eden Conference," she says with a smile. "We don't need you to slice yourself up so that you need stitches." My mother washes me with hot water, first. She takes soap and applies it all over my mound and commences to shave what little hair that I have on my vagina, off. She repeats the hot water and soap several times before she has me completely bald. I have to admit it feels funny. I jump into the tub, scented with some lilac oil. My mother washes me. I am scrubbed from head to toe and it feels wonderful. Finally, it is time. My mother towels me down, and brushes my hair out. She helps me put my bloomer panties on and a very plain white bra. I help her with the dress being placed over my head, and turn for her to button the back. I look in the mirror and I am in perfectly white dress. My mom ties my apron on, hands me a bonnet that I tie under my chin and I'm ready. As we walk to the room where the Eden conference will take place, I start to get nervous again. "Mother, do you know who or how many will attend the Eden Conference," I ask. My mother shakes her head. "I don't know, really." "Your father had four at Prudence's ceremony." "I had five at mine." "When your father and I got married, I was 19 and he was 33." "His father was a Bishop and ordered an Eden Conference for our wedding night." "There were only three that night, the Bishop being one of them." "Your father loves you above all, much to his disgrace, but he does." "You are small so I suspect he will keep it to no more than three." I nodded and reached the latch on the door where the Eden Conference would occur. As the door opened, I bent my head to the floor and dropped to my knees. "What do you wish, Daughter," I heard my father say. "I wish to cleanse the conference of my sins with my body, Father, and to go onto the next level in the next life," I replied. "And what will you do in order to achieve this?" "I will obey you in all things, Father, and do you honor." He nodded and told me to raise my head. I raised my head and scanned the room. There were three men in the room, My Father, My Uncle Augustine and Prelate Matthias. My father brought a Prelate to my Eden conference! This was a great honor to our family. Prelate Matthias was 82, married with three wives over a life time. He had outlived two of them. His current wife, Sister Evangeline was the first living woman to be sainted in the last fifty years. This was a great honor indeed. "Daughter Chastity, you may take your clothes off for us," my father said. My mother immediately stepped behind me to assist with the many buttons on the back of my dress. She first removed my apron and folded it on the table. I then felt the buttons on my back being unfastened. After a moment, the garment was ready to be removed. My mother slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms. As my dress reached the bottom of my feet, I stepped out of it and my mother pulled it away. I stood in front of three men, in my bra, bloomer panties and bonnet. My father cleared his throat indicating to my mother that she should finish. I felt her unhook my bra strap and pull it down along my arms. My breast were free, small but free, in front of three men. Being stared at for the first time in my young life. I felt my Mother reach for my panties and a small, old voice interrupting. In an almost squeaky voice, Prelate Matthias said, "Let her take off her own sin protective," referring to my panties. I nodded, reached for my waist band and pulled my panties down my legs. I kicked my panties off and stood modestly, my hands covering my vagina. I looked at my father and Uncle. I could see they wanted to please the Prelate. There was lots of benefits to this honor. The Prelate turned to my father, looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Have her take off her bonnet." My mother gasped. I was in shock. This was a disaster. Only a husband would normally tell his wife to uncloak her hair. It was meant for a night of debauchery which was not something we embraced as a religion. I stood there and just shook my head "NO" My mother shouted out and stood in front of me, "NO! This is not for anyone but Chastity's husband." My father slammed his hand down on his desk. "SILENCE." "Who are you two sinners to dictate to a Prelate, what can be done!" "This is a holy man and you two are just whores that got all of us thrown out of Eden." "You, WOMAN," looking at my mother, "will remove her bonnet and stop insulting us!" My mother moved in front of me. We both looked at each other with tears in our eyes. She kissed me on my lips, whispered, "I love you." And untied my bonnet. She took the piece of fabric off my head and brushed my hair over my shoulders with her hands. I tried to control myself from crying. My Mother just comforted me and said, "Quiet, it is only but a hat." I nodded, my tears dropping on my breast. This was supposed to be a joyous day. A day I joined the congregation but instead, I've been force to remove my bonnet. To declare I am but a whore? This is beyond what our covenants demand. I stood there nude in front of them. I watched my own father, almost in tears from the embarrassment of his daughter forced to remove her bonnet. I could not read my uncles face but the Prelate? His face was joyous! My father broke the silence. "Take the position in front of his holiness, the prelate." I walked over to this holy man. I got on my knees and assume the position of prayer and supplication. Prelate Matthias gestured for me to remove his pants. I took his belt and unfastened it. I undid his pants button and pulled his zipper down. I tugged at his baggy pants and got them down his legs and off. He had a pair of religious undergarments on that were satiny and came down to his knees. I wrestled them off his wide hips and pulled them free. I saw a man's penis for the first time in my life. It was standing firm and pulsed involuntarily every so often. "Sister Chastity, you may stimulate me orally," I heard him say. I reached over and grabbed his cock as I had been taught. I took it in my mouth and let my tongue flow over it. I tasted a bit of saltiness of his pre cum on the tip of my tongue. He pushed harder on my head and I took him full into my mouth fully; my lips sucking on him as I moved up and down on his shaft. Looking down at me, Prelate Mathias asked, "Why are you sucking on my cock?" I stopped for a moment, looked up at him and repeated the appropriate passage from the book of covenants, "Because I am a woman and a sinner." "I and my other sisters lost paradise because of our selfish act of incest." "We must atone for our sins and the ruin that we have caused men." I went back to sucking him. He was smaller than my oral stick which it felt comforting for my first time. He was surprisingly hard for an 82 year old man and had enough energy to start thrusting his hips up and down to simulate oral copulation. "You may stop now and assume the position of self-stimulation, Sister Chastity," the Prelate said. I stood up and walked to the bed. My mother jumped up and in a terrible breach of etiquette questioned the Prelate. "Your Eminence," she said. "Please show my daughter respect and allow her to put her cap back on?" All of us just stood in stunned silence. I couldn't believe my mother would do this, even to save my own modesty. My father glared at my mother and said, "My apologies Prelate." "Evidently my wife forgets herself, where she is and even more so, WHO SHE IS AMONGST!" My Mother stood back and said, "I apologize, Husband." "I meant no ill towards the Prelate or you." "Please forgive me?" My father glared at her and said, "Put your daughter on the bed and have her assume the position of self - stimulation before I think you have completely lost your mind, WIFE." "Then you may assume the punishment position yourself." My mother looked at me and took my hand. As she led me to the bed, she turned her back to my father and said, "I will do as I am told, Husband." This was a slight offense again because she did not turn and fully face my father. "Chastity," the prelate said. I turned around to look at him, "You are capable of getting into the appropriate position of self-stimulation." "Prepare your mother first for her punishment, position." I nodded and held my Mother by her hand. "I am sorry, Mother for causing you this," I whispered." "My Mother just smiled at me to indicate it was all good. I helped her kneel over the side of the bed and I placed a pillow under her tummy. I then reached down and pulled my mother's skirt up over her waist. My mother would have been considered very beautiful outside our compound. We are taught to not seek self-compliments but I still had to admit, she was beautiful. I reached down and pulled the waistband of my mother's bloomer panties. I pulled them off her legs and freed her ankles from the restraint of the under garment. I laid down on the bed, my body perpendicular to my mother's kneeling one. I felt her grasp my hand and nod for me to begin. I slid my hand down over my shaved mound and commenced stimulating myself. I heard my mother make a sudden cry of pain and saw that my Father had struck her with a belt. "I am sorry for embarrassing you, husband." "Thank you," she said as another thunder clap screeched out and my father struck her again. Thank you, husband," is all I heard. I kept stroking myself but was having a hard time keeping track with my Mother spread over the bed and being spanked. I kept hearing the crack of my father's belt as she kept yelling "Thank you." She tightened the grip on my hand and she was biting her lip hard. It was then that I realized my father would keep spanking her until I finished stimulating myself. I concentrated on my finger but my mother's clasp of my hand kept clenching harder every time the belt struck. I was wet so that I could be taken but I couldn't get myself to orgasm. I heard my mother sob as the belt hit her again and then the idea came to me. I arched my hips, forced my legs together on my hand and moaned loudly. I faked it! I was not sure how long I had to maintain myself moaning but my father stopped spanking my mother with his belt. I felt weight on the other side of the bed. I turned to look at the depression and it was Prelate Mathias coming to mount me. I was thrilled about being taken by an 82 year old man but I was happy it wasn't my father or uncle. He knelt between my legs and reached for my breast with his hands. I shivered for a second when he touched me, I didn't realize that anyone's hands could be so cold. He pinched both of my nipples, very hard. I let out a small gasp as he twisted them. I reached between his legs and felt for his penis. I thought if I got this over with, he would stop hurting my breasts. As I grasped him, he smiled in realization that I was trying to put him inside me. "You are an anxious little girl, aren't you daughter Chastity?" he asked. I nodded to him, smiling up at him and trying to pull him on top of me so that he would stop hurting my breasts. His hips collapsed on me but I couldn't seem to place him at the right place to enter me. My mother let go of my hand and reached for him. I felt her place the head of his penis at my opening and he immediately pushed inside me. The pressure I felt as he entered, left me with a deep burning sensation. He moved deeper and I felt like he was ripping my insides apart. He started moving up and down on me before I was adjusted to him. I just lay there with my legs open as he grasped me with his wrinkled hands and plunged ahead. "Wrap your legs around me, Chastity," the Prelate said. "Take my anointed cock into your cunt and embrace it." I'm not sure what he all meant but I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. The burning was somewhat subsiding but his movement inside was increasing its pace. I turned and looked away from him as he used my body. I looked at my mother's face and I could tell that she also was in some pain. I looked behind her and my uncle had stepped between her legs. He had mounted her and she just kept lightly shaking her head no. Her hand grasped mine tighter and I realized that my Uncle Augustine was taking her anally. "Chastity, pay attention to me girl," Prelate Mathias admonished. I turned my head to him and smiled. I thrust my hips up onto his hard penis and open my legs more. "Tell me how much you want it, Chastity." "Tell me how much you need my cum inside your cunt," he said. I lifted up more and said, "I want your penis in me, Sir." "I want your seed deep in my vagina!" He shook his head no! "Use the same words I used!" I wasn't exactly sure what I was saying but I said it. "I want you to cum inside me." "I want to feel you inside my cunt." "Please sir, I pleaded. I felt him arch more into me and use his hands to pull my hips upwards as he impaled me. I felt a small twitching inside as a light wetness was dribbled inside me. I knew he must have given me his seed. I looked up and saw that my uncle was finishing up with my mother. Her eyes shut tight as he thrust hard inside her anus. "Tell me, Barbara!" I heard my uncle say. My mother immediately shouted out, "Fuck me in the ass, Augustine." "Take me hard and give me your cum deep inside me." "Fuck me, Augustine." With that, my uncle must have complied as he pulled her hips onto his penis. He pounded into her several more times and finally ended, "Yes, take me, Bitch!" and seemed to collapse. The Prelate laid on top of me for several minutes. I started getting nervous because I thought he might have died from the exertion. I watched my uncle start to move off and out of my mother. Prelate Mathias started to stir and pressed himself clumsily off me. He kind of fell out of my vagina as he raised himself, instead of withdrawing. Finally, my father spoke and said, "Take your position to be anointed." My mother and I scrambled off the bed, her with no under panties and myself, naked. We stood kneeling in a position of prayer to receive my father's blessing. My father looked at me sternly and I knew I had done something wrong. I looked to my mother and she whispered, "Put on your bonnet." I grabbed my bonnet, smoothed it over my hair and tied it under my chin. "I am sorry, Father." My father shook his head and said, "You were brought up better than this, Daughter." "You know you can't receive a blessing while showing your hair shamelessly like a whore." "We will talk of this later." My mother and I bowed our heads in piety. We clasped our hands together and prayed as my father anointed both of us. When he was finished, all three men walked from the room and left us. "Are you alright, Chastity," my mother asked? I nodded and started to giggle. My mother looked at me curiously so I explained that when she was being spanked, I couldn't reach climax so I faked it realizing that she was to be spanked until I had. We both broke out laughing hysterically. My mother went into the washroom and came back with a bowl of hot water and a wash cloth. She started to wipe the brownish red blood that had stained between my legs and along my thighs. I told her I didn't understand why Uncle Augustine would copulate with here anally. I also explained I had no idea what half the words were that the Prelate had me use. She went and fetched a bathrobe, helped me put it on and sat down to explain things. "Men will use a women's rear to send a message to us." "It is a message of dominance and superiority." "It actually can be pleasurable if it is done gently as your father does to me when he desires my butt." "It is also can be very painful if the man decides to use it as punishment, as your Uncle Augustine did tonight with me." I nodded. "The words are just dirty words that men use to demean women." "A cunt, or pussy, refers to our vaginas." "Cum is basically a slang word for a man's seed." We stayed up for hours talking. I always felt close to my mother but never more so than that night. She finally took my night clothes out of the dresser and laid them out for me. I dressed in them and she pulled the covers down. She put me into bed and then got in with me. She held me close to her and I fell fast asleep. The next morning gone having slipped out of bed to sleep with my father as was her duty. Father & I I awoke, washed up and dressed. When I came down to the kitchen, my father was reading his paper and drinking cocoa, (We do not drink coffee or tea). I peered over his shoulder and saw his glass mostly empty so I went and made him a new cup. He looked up at me and smiled. "Father, I want to apologize to you if I embarrassed you during the Eden Conference." "That was not my intent, Sir." He looked up at me again and smiled, "You did not embarrass me, Chastity." "You are a good daughter and I've always been too close to you." "Everyone comments on it and I don't care what they think." "Prelate Mathias just threw me off when he had you remove your bonnet." "I have never heard of a woman removing her bonnet in front of a man unless it was her husband." I nodded and said, "It embarrassed me greatly." "I did not know what to do other than remove it, Father." My father shook his head, "He is a Prelate." "Gifted with the blessing of prophecy." "If anyone knows what our savior wants, it would be him." "I just never heard of it being done before and I didn't know how to react to it." "Father, may I ask something else?" He nodded. "Why did Uncle Augustine do that to mother last night?" "He hurt her." "Your mother should never have questioned the order of a Prelate, even to the slightest degree," my Father spoke. "Your uncle was angered because your mother's punishment was not equal to her offense." "I have always been easy on her and you girls." "Everyone wonders why." I cleaned up some dishes, turned to leave the room and looked back at my father, still sitting there. "I am just a young girl but I know why you are easy on us, Father." "You love us." I then walked out of the kitchen. The Council Three days later my father came home breathlessly for dinner. As we all sat at the table, held hands and prayed, I could tell my father wished to tell us important news. Our community has been picked to host the quarterly meeting of the twelve! We all gasped as this was a singular honor that happens only once a decade for our scattered communities. The Council of Twelve is the ruling body of our religion. It consist of all twelve sitting prelates. They make rulings on canon law, grievances by individuals, excommunications and most importantly, prophesy. All of them are in their 80's with the oldest 92. The planning went on for weeks. Our Community House was repainted, new carpeting and special lavatories set up for the twelve. The work went on for weeks but all of us eagerly donated time and money to ensure we set an example. A week before the conclave was to commence, my father came home again breathlessly. We all sat down to the table and bowed our heads to say grace. "Chastity, would you lead us in grace, please," I heard the words spoken from my father's mouth. My Mother immediately shot a questioning look at my father. Women never say grace. It was unheard of. It is allowed for a female who has been granted sainthood but no one else. I was sure my father meant to ordain one of my brothers with the task. "Daughter Chastity, would you say grace please," he repeated. I said grace at the table. I have followed in response to grace many times but never had led it. I finished the three times per day ritual and before I said, "Amen." I added, "And thank you Lord King, for our Father." "Who loves us all!" My mother shot a look of surprise and shock at me. When we had finished dinner, my mother, sister and I did the dishes as my father and brothers retired to the great room to read. When we had finished, my father asked us all to gather as a family in the great room. "Let us pray," my father said. We all got on our knees and said our prayer of thanksgiving. When we had finished, my father started to give us an explanation of his odd behavior. Prelate Mathias had come to him that afternoon. The Prelates had order an unprecedented Eden Conference during the meeting. The women invited to the conference was my mother, my sister Prudence, the blessed saint - Evangeline, and myself. My father explained that Prelate Mathias told him that I had been ordered to remove my bonnet at my first Eden Conference because it came to him in a vision. Everyone looked at me in shock that I had bared my head outside the presence of my husband. My father hushed them all down and told them it was at the Prelates orders. It came to him as a vision and he saw it as a prophecy. This would be a miracle to be involved in a prophecy. We spent the rest of the evening asking "why us." Why were we the chosen for the "Eden Conference." My mother even laughed that it had been six years since she had been invited to one. My father just grumbled and said something like, "it'll be six years longer if you don't stop mentioning it too." The day of the Eden Conference approached quickly. We all took baths, freshly cleaned our hair from our womanly triangle and dressed in white linen dresses for the occasion. When we left the house, more than half our community was gathered on our front lawn to escort us to the "Twelve." As we approached the meeting house, there was a carpet of evergreens laid out in front of our feet. We walked to the front door and knocked as protocol would have it. A serving Bishop of the church opened the door and begged us entrance. The three of us, assumed the position of prayer before this holy twelve. I wondered where Saint Evangeline was but I saw her not. Finally after prayer, we were asked by the Holy One, (the chair of the Twelve), to raise our heads. We recited our duties as women from the covenants. They all nodded their heads as we recited in perfect unison. The Holy One, ninety two years old and a member of the council for thirty years, spoke. He explained to us that Prelate Mathias had told him his vision and between the Sainted Evangeline and himself they had interpreted the vision. He explained to us that Saint Evangeline was to be an avenging angel that scourged our community of all sin but that of women's Original sin. That my mother, who brought two daughters of grace and beauty into our world, should act as the vessel of our community sin as our savior had so many years ago. Prudence and I were to be the altars of forgiveness. We were to accept that seed graciously given by the twelve in order to have my mother's sacrifice accepted. We all nodded in awe of our great role in this endeavor. Prelate Mathias' wife stood up. She wedged herself out of her chair and walked over to a huge covered article being held up by two carpenter saw horses. She nodded to Prudence and me. "Daughters you may approach your Latter Saint and disrobe me," she said. Prudence and I stood and came to the great woman before us. I started to unbutton the back of her dress, while Prudence started unlacing her shoes. She was an obese woman to be generous and it seemed difficult to undress her. I finally had her dress off with Prudence's help. We were both a bit breathless at the task. I let Prudence unfasten the bra because I was certain I didn't have the strength to do it and that Prudence would have it. With two failed attempts at unfastening the garment, Prudence finally had the bra removed and her breast fell free. Her breast looked like deflated watermelons, with two very large nipples attached. I got on my knees and removed her bloused panties from her, (relieving my sister from that duty). Saint Evangeline moved over to the covered article propped up by the saw horses. She uncovered it and we all just looked. It was a large cross, about twelve inches in diameter, and 10'feet long. The cross member for the arms was about five feet in length. About two feet down from the cross member arms, there was fixed into the cross, an oral training penis. Above the cross, there was a seat attached. "Undress your mother, Sisters," the Holy One said. Prudence and I went to our mother and started to undress her. When we had her dress off, Prudence whispered to me, "She is beautiful, is she not? I nodded my agreement as I snaked my fingers into my mother's panties. I pulled them down her legs and she stood nude in front of the Twelve, her daughters and Saint Evangeline. "The Bonnet also!" I couldn't believe my ears that my mother was to be humiliated like this. I shook my head no as did my sister. My mother pushed us both away and with great dignity, unfastened the tie under her chin and took the bonnet off herself. Dropping it to the floor, as if to let it be soiled, as she was being soiled herself. My mother stood, naked, her head bared so that all these men could look at her. To be continued in part 2. By Carole_n_Nice for Literotica

AF - A Selection of Randomly Selected SAE Features by CallumMcDougall

The Nonlinear Library

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024 6:55

Welcome to The Nonlinear Library, where we use Text-to-Speech software to convert the best writing from the Rationalist and EA communities into audio. This is: A Selection of Randomly Selected SAE Features, published by CallumMcDougall on April 1, 2024 on The AI Alignment Forum. Epistemic status - self-evident. In this post, we interpret a small sample of Sparse Autoencoder features which reveal meaningful computational structure in the model that is clearly highly researcher-independent and of significant relevance to AI alignment. Motivation Recent excitement about Sparse Autoencoders (SAEs) has been mired by the following question: Do SAE features reflect properties of the model, or just capture correlational structure in the underlying data distribution? While a full answer to this question is important and will take deliberate investigation, we note that researchers who've spent large amounts of time interacting with feature dashboards think it's more likely that SAE features capture highly non-trivial information about the underlying models. Evidently, SAEs are the one true answer to ontology identification and as evidence of this, we show how initially uninterpretable features are often quite interpretable with further investigation / tweaking of dashboards. In each case, we describe how we make the best possible use of feature dashboards to ensure we aren't fooling ourselves or reading tea-leaves. Note - to better understand these results, we highly recommend readers who are unfamiliar with SAE Feature Dashboards briefly refer to the relevant section of Anthropic's publication (whose dashboard structure we emulate below). TLDR - to understand what concepts are encoded by features, we look for patterns in the text which causes them to activate most strongly. Case Studies in SAE Features Scripture Feature We open with a feature that seems to activate strongly on examples of sacred text, specifically from the works of Christianity. Even though interpreting SAEs seems bad, and it can really make you mad, seeing features like this reminds us to always look on the bright side of life. Perseverance Feature We register lower confidence in this feature than others, but the top activating examples all seem to present a consistent theme of perseverance and loyalty in the face of immense struggle (this was confirmed with GPT4[1]). We're very excited at how semantic this feature is rather than merely syntactic, since a huge barrier to future progress in dictionary learning is whether we can find features associated with high-level semantic concepts like these. Teamwork Feature We were very surprised with this one, given that the training data for our models was all dated at 2022 or earlier. We welcome any and all theories here. Deciphering Feature Activations with Quantization can be highly informative Most analyses of SAE features have not directly attempted to understand the significance of feature activation strength, but we've found this can be highly informative. Take this feature for example. Due to the apparently highly quantized pattern of activation, we decided to attempt decoding the sequence of max-activating sequences using the Morse code-based mapping {0.0: '/', 0.2: ' ', 1.0: '.', 2.0: '-'}. When we tried this, we found the following pattern: Which translated into Morse code reads as: We weren't sure exactly what to make of this, but more investigation is definitely advisable. Lesson - visualize activation on full prompts to better understand features! One feature which at first appeared uninterpretable is pictured below. Clearly this feature fires in DNA strings, but what is it actually tracking? Showing a larger context after the max activating tokens, we begin to see what might be an interpretable pattern in the max activating examples. We did this one more time, and revealed that this in-fact a feature which fires on DNA sequences from the species Rattus Norvegicus (japanese variants in particular). We leave it...

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Avenging the Handmaidens: Part 1

SteamyStory

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2024

A story about religion, a young girl and original sin. In 4 parts, By Carole_n_Nice.Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. My name is Chastity. I'm 18 years old and live in a large religious community on the Arizona-Utah border in the United States. Our religious community considers ourselves to be Christians but most main stream religions view us as a sect at best. [[MORE]] Our main difference from the more standard religions is that we believe; Eve was the first person to inhabit our earth in the Garden of Eden. She copulated with God and out of that union was born Adam. Sometime afterward, she also copulated with her son, Adam. Adam was the forbidden fruit, (Not an apple). Adam and Eve were exiled from Eden because of incest between the mother and her son. The Original sin that was committed by Eve was the seduction of her son. Within our religious group, we can go to heaven by serving a penalty. [[MORE]] Women are on the lowest rung of our social caste because it is our fault for being thrown out of Eden in the first place. If we do well in the immediate life, we come back as men. If we do well as a man, then we are allowed into Heaven. You can also go to heaven, (even if you are a woman), if you are awarded sainthood. This is very seldom done. There are three ranks of hierarchy within our church, (only men are allowed ranking). Elder, (the basic priesthood open to all men 18 and older). Bishop would be in charge of a group of members of about 200 families. Prelate, there are only twelve prelates. The religion allows polygamy for Bishops and Prelates. I am a small, petite girl, (5'1" 102 lbs. and a 32-A bust). I dress as all my sisters dress; a plain dress, (black, blue, grey of sometimes a small flowered pattern for special occasions). Our dresses normally fall midway between our knees and ankles. We wear a white starched apron and a fabric bonnet that lays on the hair and ties under the chin. The bonnet is sacred and mandated for all women of purity. It must be worn at all times in the presence of any man except one's husband. I live with a family of six siblings, (four brothers, a sister, and myself). I am the youngest at eighteen. My sister Prudence is also eighteen but ten months older than I am. My brothers range in age from Thomas (26), Mathew (25), Luke (23) and John (21). My father is 60 and my mother is 46. Chastity�s First Eden Rites On my eighteenth birthday, my mother gathered my sister and me for my "First Eden Rites." We follow her into my mother's bedroom and kneel to say our prayers. After about 15 minutes of prayers, my mother calls us to our feet and starts my oral exam to ensure that I am schooled and an appropriate Catechumen. "Chastity, What are you?" I nervously take a breath. I've study our bible for years and can recite it by heart. I'm still nervous but I know I'll pass. "I am a Woman, mother." "I created the first sin against our beloved lord and I am responsible for having us exiled from Eden." "Chastity, as a woman, how will you atone for your sins?" "Mother, I will pray daily for our salvation, I will obey my husband, my ordained Elders and my Father in all things." "I will work for them to be accepted into heaven and I will strive to reach the next step of reincarnated manhood." My mother smiled at me and said, "What is the Doctrine and Covenants of the Eden Conference?" I, in great detail, explain the Doctrine and Covenants of the Eden Conference. "Because women are sinners, we must obey men," "Because we believe in the sisterhood and the privilege of polygamy," "Often times there will not be enough women to be wives to all our ordained elders," "The Eden Conference may be called by my father, husband or an ordained Bishop, so that men may relieve themselves with us sinners." "I am to do all things required of me during the Eden Conference and display my love for our Lord through unquestioning obedience." "Chastity," my mother said, "and what will happen tonight?" "My father will call my first Eden Conference with men of his choosing." "I will be accompanied by you into the conference and I will make you proud of me," I smile to my mother. At this point my mother has us kneel and pray again. About thirty minutes later, my final training session will begin. After prayers, my sister and I go to our closet and get our "Oral Sticks." These are smooth wooden sculptures that are shaped like a man's penis, (My sister assures me that they are quite realistic looking as I have never actually seen a man undressed.) We use these "oral sticks" as a learning tool so that we might satisfy a man with our mouths. I follow my sister's lead and take the stick into my mouth. I lick the head of it so that it glistens with my saliva. I take it tighter in my hand and I push it in and out of my mouth to simulate a man taking his pleasure inside my mouth. I suck along the shaft of the stick, ensuring my teeth never touch the smooth wood and that my lips create a suction that is supposed to stimulate a man. My mother holds a bag to the bottom of the wooden penis. I lick the two suspended balls and pump the penis with my hand as I do so. "You will do well, Chastity." "Prudence, you have been through this and have enough experience." "If you wish to leave and finish your chores, you may." My sister looks at me with questioning eyes. I know she wants to be there for me but it really isn't necessary. If I am not ready for this day by now, I never will be. I just nod to her that she may take her leave. "Thank you, Mother." Prudence puts her oral stick back and leaves for her chores. "Chastity, it is getting late." "You need to bathe and put on your Acceptance Dress." "Let us practice your self-stimulation so that you will be prepared when a man enters you." "Just do it with your dress on so we can prepare you." I nod at my mother and go to the bed. Pushing myself up to the pillows, I lay down. I reach for my long skirts and pull them up over my hips. I put my fingers into the waist band of my bloomer panties and pull them down off my legs. I bend my legs at the knees and open my legs. My hand travels across my lower tummy, below my bunched up skirt and across my mound. I open my lips and use my digit finger to find my clitoris. My finger moves across it and then underneath, Stimulating myself. My palm presses against my mound and my hips involuntarily push upward against it. I take my middle finger and lightly insert inside my vagina. My juices wet its tip showing I can make a man's way easy for him. My mother nods at me. "Daughter Chastity, you know how to do this." "This is not for your pleasure but for that of a man." "We need to go and have you shave down there so that you look like the virgin you are, and bath." "It is time for final preparation." My mother leads me to the bathroom. I am surprised that my sister has already drawn me a scented bath and left the shaving tools on top of a towel by the sink. I pick up the razor and my hand shakes. My mother laughs and grabs it from me. "I think you had better let me do the shaving." "I expect you will have enough blood between your legs after the Eden Conference," she says with a smile. "We don't need you to slice yourself up so that you need stitches." My mother washes me with hot water, first. She takes soap and applies it all over my mound and commences to shave what little hair that I have on my vagina, off. She repeats the hot water and soap several times before she has me completely bald. I have to admit it feels funny. I jump into the tub, scented with some lilac oil. My mother washes me. I am scrubbed from head to toe and it feels wonderful. Finally, it is time. My mother towels me down, and brushes my hair out. She helps me put my bloomer panties on and a very plain white bra. I help her with the dress being placed over my head, and turn for her to button the back. I look in the mirror and I am in perfectly white dress. My mom ties my apron on, hands me a bonnet that I tie under my chin and I'm ready. As we walk to the room where the Eden conference will take place, I start to get nervous again. "Mother, do you know who or how many will attend the Eden Conference," I ask. My mother shakes her head. "I don't know, really." "Your father had four at Prudence's ceremony." "I had five at mine." "When your father and I got married, I was 19 and he was 33." "His father was a Bishop and ordered an Eden Conference for our wedding night." "There were only three that night, the Bishop being one of them." "Your father loves you above all, much to his disgrace, but he does." "You are small so I suspect he will keep it to no more than three." I nodded and reached the latch on the door where the Eden Conference would occur. As the door opened, I bent my head to the floor and dropped to my knees. "What do you wish, Daughter," I heard my father say. "I wish to cleanse the conference of my sins with my body, Father, and to go onto the next level in the next life," I replied. "And what will you do in order to achieve this?" "I will obey you in all things, Father, and do you honor." He nodded and told me to raise my head. I raised my head and scanned the room. There were three men in the room, My Father, My Uncle Augustine and Prelate Matthias. My father brought a Prelate to my Eden conference! This was a great honor to our family. Prelate Matthias was 82, married with three wives over a life time. He had outlived two of them. His current wife, Sister Evangeline was the first living woman to be sainted in the last fifty years. This was a great honor indeed. "Daughter Chastity, you may take your clothes off for us," my father said. My mother immediately stepped behind me to assist with the many buttons on the back of my dress. She first removed my apron and folded it on the table. I then felt the buttons on my back being unfastened. After a moment, the garment was ready to be removed. My mother slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms. As my dress reached the bottom of my feet, I stepped out of it and my mother pulled it away. I stood in front of three men, in my bra, bloomer panties and bonnet. My father cleared his throat indicating to my mother that she should finish. I felt her unhook my bra strap and pull it down along my arms. My breast were free, small but free, in front of three men. Being stared at for the first time in my young life. I felt my Mother reach for my panties and a small, old voice interrupting. In an almost squeaky voice, Prelate Matthias said, "Let her take off her own sin protective," referring to my panties. I nodded, reached for my waist band and pulled my panties down my legs. I kicked my panties off and stood modestly, my hands covering my vagina. I looked at my father and Uncle. I could see they wanted to please the Prelate. There was lots of benefits to this honor. The Prelate turned to my father, looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Have her take off her bonnet." My mother gasped. I was in shock. This was a disaster. Only a husband would normally tell his wife to uncloak her hair. It was meant for a night of debauchery which was not something we embraced as a religion. I stood there and just shook my head "NO" My mother shouted out and stood in front of me, "NO! This is not for anyone but Chastity's husband." My father slammed his hand down on his desk. "SILENCE." "Who are you two sinners to dictate to a Prelate, what can be done!" "This is a holy man and you two are just whores that got all of us thrown out of Eden." "You, WOMAN," looking at my mother, "will remove her bonnet and stop insulting us!" My mother moved in front of me. We both looked at each other with tears in our eyes. She kissed me on my lips, whispered, "I love you." And untied my bonnet. She took the piece of fabric off my head and brushed my hair over my shoulders with her hands. I tried to control myself from crying. My Mother just comforted me and said, "Quiet, it is only but a hat." I nodded, my tears dropping on my breast. This was supposed to be a joyous day. A day I joined the congregation but instead, I've been force to remove my bonnet. To declare I am but a whore? This is beyond what our covenants demand. I stood there nude in front of them. I watched my own father, almost in tears from the embarrassment of his daughter forced to remove her bonnet. I could not read my uncles face but the Prelate? His face was joyous! My father broke the silence. "Take the position in front of his holiness, the prelate." I walked over to this holy man. I got on my knees and assume the position of prayer and supplication. Prelate Matthias gestured for me to remove his pants. I took his belt and unfastened it. I undid his pants button and pulled his zipper down. I tugged at his baggy pants and got them down his legs and off. He had a pair of religious undergarments on that were satiny and came down to his knees. I wrestled them off his wide hips and pulled them free. I saw a man's penis for the first time in my life. It was standing firm and pulsed involuntarily every so often. "Sister Chastity, you may stimulate me orally," I heard him say. I reached over and grabbed his cock as I had been taught. I took it in my mouth and let my tongue flow over it. I tasted a bit of saltiness of his pre cum on the tip of my tongue. He pushed harder on my head and I took him full into my mouth fully; my lips sucking on him as I moved up and down on his shaft. Looking down at me, Prelate Mathias asked, "Why are you sucking on my cock?" I stopped for a moment, looked up at him and repeated the appropriate passage from the book of covenants, "Because I am a woman and a sinner." "I and my other sisters lost paradise because of our selfish act of incest." "We must atone for our sins and the ruin that we have caused men." I went back to sucking him. He was smaller than my oral stick which it felt comforting for my first time. He was surprisingly hard for an 82 year old man and had enough energy to start thrusting his hips up and down to simulate oral copulation. "You may stop now and assume the position of self-stimulation, Sister Chastity," the Prelate said. I stood up and walked to the bed. My mother jumped up and in a terrible breach of etiquette questioned the Prelate. "Your Eminence," she said. "Please show my daughter respect and allow her to put her cap back on?" All of us just stood in stunned silence. I couldn't believe my mother would do this, even to save my own modesty. My father glared at my mother and said, "My apologies Prelate." "Evidently my wife forgets herself, where she is and even more so, WHO SHE IS AMONGST!" My Mother stood back and said, "I apologize, Husband." "I meant no ill towards the Prelate or you." "Please forgive me?" My father glared at her and said, "Put your daughter on the bed and have her assume the position of self - stimulation before I think you have completely lost your mind, WIFE." "Then you may assume the punishment position yourself." My mother looked at me and took my hand. As she led me to the bed, she turned her back to my father and said, "I will do as I am told, Husband." This was a slight offense again because she did not turn and fully face my father. "Chastity," the prelate said. I turned around to look at him, "You are capable of getting into the appropriate position of self-stimulation." "Prepare your mother first for her punishment, position." I nodded and held my Mother by her hand. "I am sorry, Mother for causing you this," I whispered." "My Mother just smiled at me to indicate it was all good. I helped her kneel over the side of the bed and I placed a pillow under her tummy. I then reached down and pulled my mother's skirt up over her waist. My mother would have been considered very beautiful outside our compound. We are taught to not seek self-compliments but I still had to admit, she was beautiful. I reached down and pulled the waistband of my mother's bloomer panties. I pulled them off her legs and freed her ankles from the restraint of the under garment. I laid down on the bed, my body perpendicular to my mother's kneeling one. I felt her grasp my hand and nod for me to begin. I slid my hand down over my shaved mound and commenced stimulating myself. I heard my mother make a sudden cry of pain and saw that my Father had struck her with a belt. "I am sorry for embarrassing you, husband." "Thank you," she said as another thunder clap screeched out and my father struck her again. Thank you, husband," is all I heard. I kept stroking myself but was having a hard time keeping track with my Mother spread over the bed and being spanked. I kept hearing the crack of my father's belt as she kept yelling "Thank you." She tightened the grip on my hand and she was biting her lip hard. It was then that I realized my father would keep spanking her until I finished stimulating myself. I concentrated on my finger but my mother's clasp of my hand kept clenching harder every time the belt struck. I was wet so that I could be taken but I couldn't get myself to orgasm. I heard my mother sob as the belt hit her again and then the idea came to me. I arched my hips, forced my legs together on my hand and moaned loudly. I faked it! I was not sure how long I had to maintain myself moaning but my father stopped spanking my mother with his belt. I felt weight on the other side of the bed. I turned to look at the depression and it was Prelate Mathias coming to mount me. I was thrilled about being taken by an 82 year old man but I was happy it wasn't my father or uncle. He knelt between my legs and reached for my breast with his hands. I shivered for a second when he touched me, I didn't realize that anyone's hands could be so cold. He pinched both of my nipples, very hard. I let out a small gasp as he twisted them. I reached between his legs and felt for his penis. I thought if I got this over with, he would stop hurting my breasts. As I grasped him, he smiled in realization that I was trying to put him inside me. "You are an anxious little girl, aren't you daughter Chastity?" he asked. I nodded to him, smiling up at him and trying to pull him on top of me so that he would stop hurting my breasts. His hips collapsed on me but I couldn't seem to place him at the right place to enter me. My mother let go of my hand and reached for him. I felt her place the head of his penis at my opening and he immediately pushed inside me. The pressure I felt as he entered, left me with a deep burning sensation. He moved deeper and I felt like he was ripping my insides apart. He started moving up and down on me before I was adjusted to him. I just lay there with my legs open as he grasped me with his wrinkled hands and plunged ahead. "Wrap your legs around me, Chastity," the Prelate said. "Take my anointed cock into your cunt and embrace it." I'm not sure what he all meant but I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. The burning was somewhat subsiding but his movement inside was increasing its pace. I turned and looked away from him as he used my body. I looked at my mother's face and I could tell that she also was in some pain. I looked behind her and my uncle had stepped between her legs. He had mounted her and she just kept lightly shaking her head no. Her hand grasped mine tighter and I realized that my Uncle Augustine was taking her anally. "Chastity, pay attention to me girl," Prelate Mathias admonished. I turned my head to him and smiled. I thrust my hips up onto his hard penis and open my legs more. "Tell me how much you want it, Chastity." "Tell me how much you need my cum inside your cunt," he said. I lifted up more and said, "I want your penis in me, Sir." "I want your seed deep in my vagina!" He shook his head no! "Use the same words I used!" I wasn't exactly sure what I was saying but I said it. "I want you to cum inside me." "I want to feel you inside my cunt." "Please sir, I pleaded. I felt him arch more into me and use his hands to pull my hips upwards as he impaled me. I felt a small twitching inside as a light wetness was dribbled inside me. I knew he must have given me his seed. I looked up and saw that my uncle was finishing up with my mother. Her eyes shut tight as he thrust hard inside her anus. "Tell me, Barbara!" I heard my uncle say. My mother immediately shouted out, "Fuck me in the ass, Augustine." "Take me hard and give me your cum deep inside me." "Fuck me, Augustine." With that, my uncle must have complied as he pulled her hips onto his penis. He pounded into her several more times and finally ended, "Yes, take me, Bitch!" and seemed to collapse. The Prelate laid on top of me for several minutes. I started getting nervous because I thought he might have died from the exertion. I watched my uncle start to move off and out of my mother. Prelate Mathias started to stir and pressed himself clumsily off me. He kind of fell out of my vagina as he raised himself, instead of withdrawing. Finally, my father spoke and said, "Take your position to be anointed." My mother and I scrambled off the bed, her with no under panties and myself, naked. We stood kneeling in a position of prayer to receive my father's blessing. My father looked at me sternly and I knew I had done something wrong. I looked to my mother and she whispered, "Put on your bonnet." I grabbed my bonnet, smoothed it over my hair and tied it under my chin. "I am sorry, Father." My father shook his head and said, "You were brought up better than this, Daughter." "You know you can't receive a blessing while showing your hair shamelessly like a whore." "We will talk of this later." My mother and I bowed our heads in piety. We clasped our hands together and prayed as my father anointed both of us. When he was finished, all three men walked from the room and left us. "Are you alright, Chastity," my mother asked? I nodded and started to giggle. My mother looked at me curiously so I explained that when she was being spanked, I couldn't reach climax so I faked it realizing that she was to be spanked until I had. We both broke out laughing hysterically. My mother went into the washroom and came back with a bowl of hot water and a wash cloth. She started to wipe the brownish red blood that had stained between my legs and along my thighs. I told her I didn't understand why Uncle Augustine would copulate with here anally. I also explained I had no idea what half the words were that the Prelate had me use. She went and fetched a bathrobe, helped me put it on and sat down to explain things. "Men will use a women's rear to send a message to us." "It is a message of dominance and superiority." "It actually can be pleasurable if it is done gently as your father does to me when he desires my butt." "It is also can be very painful if the man decides to use it as punishment, as your Uncle Augustine did tonight with me." I nodded. "The words are just dirty words that men use to demean women." "A cunt, or pussy, refers to our vaginas." "Cum is basically a slang word for a man's seed." We stayed up for hours talking. I always felt close to my mother but never more so than that night. She finally took my night clothes out of the dresser and laid them out for me. I dressed in them and she pulled the covers down. She put me into bed and then got in with me. She held me close to her and I fell fast asleep. The next morning gone having slipped out of bed to sleep with my father as was her duty. Father & I I awoke, washed up and dressed. When I came down to the kitchen, my father was reading his paper and drinking cocoa, (We do not drink coffee or tea). I peered over his shoulder and saw his glass mostly empty so I went and made him a new cup. He looked up at me and smiled. "Father, I want to apologize to you if I embarrassed you during the Eden Conference." "That was not my intent, Sir." He looked up at me again and smiled, "You did not embarrass me, Chastity." "You are a good daughter and I've always been too close to you." "Everyone comments on it and I don't care what they think." "Prelate Mathias just threw me off when he had you remove your bonnet." "I have never heard of a woman removing her bonnet in front of a man unless it was her husband." I nodded and said, "It embarrassed me greatly." "I did not know what to do other than remove it, Father." My father shook his head, "He is a Prelate." "Gifted with the blessing of prophecy." "If anyone knows what our savior wants, it would be him." "I just never heard of it being done before and I didn't know how to react to it." "Father, may I ask something else?" He nodded. "Why did Uncle Augustine do that to mother last night?" "He hurt her." "Your mother should never have questioned the order of a Prelate, even to the slightest degree," my Father spoke. "Your uncle was angered because your mother's punishment was not equal to her offense." "I have always been easy on her and you girls." "Everyone wonders why." I cleaned up some dishes, turned to leave the room and looked back at my father, still sitting there. "I am just a young girl but I know why you are easy on us, Father." "You love us." I then walked out of the kitchen. The Council Three days later my father came home breathlessly for dinner. As we all sat at the table, held hands and prayed, I could tell my father wished to tell us important news. Our community has been picked to host the quarterly meeting of the twelve! We all gasped as this was a singular honor that happens only once a decade for our scattered communities. The Council of Twelve is the ruling body of our religion. It consist of all twelve sitting prelates. They make rulings on canon law, grievances by individuals, excommunications and most importantly, prophesy. All of them are in their 80's with the oldest 92. The planning went on for weeks. Our Community House was repainted, new carpeting and special lavatories set up for the twelve. The work went on for weeks but all of us eagerly donated time and money to ensure we set an example. A week before the conclave was to commence, my father came home again breathlessly. We all sat down to the table and bowed our heads to say grace. "Chastity, would you lead us in grace, please," I heard the words spoken from my father's mouth. My Mother immediately shot a questioning look at my father. Women never say grace. It was unheard of. It is allowed for a female who has been granted sainthood but no one else. I was sure my father meant to ordain one of my brothers with the task. "Daughter Chastity, would you say grace please," he repeated. I said grace at the table. I have followed in response to grace many times but never had led it. I finished the three times per day ritual and before I said, "Amen." I added, "And thank you Lord King, for our Father." "Who loves us all!" My mother shot a look of surprise and shock at me. When we had finished dinner, my mother, sister and I did the dishes as my father and brothers retired to the great room to read. When we had finished, my father asked us all to gather as a family in the great room. "Let us pray," my father said. We all got on our knees and said our prayer of thanksgiving. When we had finished, my father started to give us an explanation of his odd behavior. Prelate Mathias had come to him that afternoon. The Prelates had order an unprecedented Eden Conference during the meeting. The women invited to the conference was my mother, my sister Prudence, the blessed saint - Evangeline, and myself. My father explained that Prelate Mathias told him that I had been ordered to remove my bonnet at my first Eden Conference because it came to him in a vision. Everyone looked at me in shock that I had bared my head outside the presence of my husband. My father hushed them all down and told them it was at the Prelates orders. It came to him as a vision and he saw it as a prophecy. This would be a miracle to be involved in a prophecy. We spent the rest of the evening asking "why us." Why were we the chosen for the "Eden Conference." My mother even laughed that it had been six years since she had been invited to one. My father just grumbled and said something like, "it'll be six years longer if you don't stop mentioning it too." The day of the Eden Conference approached quickly. We all took baths, freshly cleaned our hair from our womanly triangle and dressed in white linen dresses for the occasion. When we left the house, more than half our community was gathered on our front lawn to escort us to the "Twelve." As we approached the meeting house, there was a carpet of evergreens laid out in front of our feet. We walked to the front door and knocked as protocol would have it. A serving Bishop of the church opened the door and begged us entrance. The three of us, assumed the position of prayer before this holy twelve. I wondered where Saint Evangeline was but I saw her not. Finally after prayer, we were asked by the Holy One, (the chair of the Twelve), to raise our heads. We recited our duties as women from the covenants. They all nodded their heads as we recited in perfect unison. The Holy One, ninety two years old and a member of the council for thirty years, spoke. He explained to us that Prelate Mathias had told him his vision and between the Sainted Evangeline and himself they had interpreted the vision. He explained to us that Saint Evangeline was to be an avenging angel that scourged our community of all sin but that of women's Original sin. That my mother, who brought two daughters of grace and beauty into our world, should act as the vessel of our community sin as our savior had so many years ago. Prudence and I were to be the altars of forgiveness. We were to accept that seed graciously given by the twelve in order to have my mother's sacrifice accepted. We all nodded in awe of our great role in this endeavor. Prelate Mathias' wife stood up. She wedged herself out of her chair and walked over to a huge covered article being held up by two carpenter saw horses. She nodded to Prudence and me. "Daughters you may approach your Latter Saint and disrobe me," she said. Prudence and I stood and came to the great woman before us. I started to unbutton the back of her dress, while Prudence started unlacing her shoes. She was an obese woman to be generous and it seemed difficult to undress her. I finally had her dress off with Prudence's help. We were both a bit breathless at the task. I let Prudence unfasten the bra because I was certain I didn't have the strength to do it and that Prudence would have it. With two failed attempts at unfastening the garment, Prudence finally had the bra removed and her breast fell free. Her breast looked like deflated watermelons, with two very large nipples attached. I got on my knees and removed her bloused panties from her, (relieving my sister from that duty). Saint Evangeline moved over to the covered article propped up by the saw horses. She uncovered it and we all just looked. It was a large cross, about twelve inches in diameter, and 10'feet long. The cross member for the arms was about five feet in length. About two feet down from the cross member arms, there was fixed into the cross, an oral training penis. Above the cross, there was a seat attached. "Undress your mother, Sisters," the Holy One said. Prudence and I went to our mother and started to undress her. When we had her dress off, Prudence whispered to me, "She is beautiful, is she not? I nodded my agreement as I snaked my fingers into my mother's panties. I pulled them down her legs and she stood nude in front of the Twelve, her daughters and Saint Evangeline. "The Bonnet also!" I couldn't believe my ears that my mother was to be humiliated like this. I shook my head no as did my sister. My mother pushed us both away and with great dignity, unfastened the tie under her chin and took the bonnet off herself. Dropping it to the floor, as if to let it be soiled, as she was being soiled herself. My mother stood, naked, her head bared so that all these men could look at her. To be continued in part 2. By Carole_n_Nice for Literotica

Episode 158 Wide Lapels and Fine German Automobiles

Cocktale Hour

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 30, 2024

This week we talk about growing up in small towns and what we learned. Evidently that chicks liked the Saturday Night Fever vibe of the 70's. Join us on an educational trip down memory lane...

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80 - The Mexican American War

A Short Walk through Our Long History

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 25, 2024 27:21

Ok, just to be clear here, I'm talking about the Mexican-American war that happened from 1846 to 1848, not the current battle that is taking place on the US Mexico border. The US is evidently losing that current battle, which I guess is kind of payback for how easily the US won the war back in the 1840's. Evidently the cartels currently have a better strategy than the Republic of Mexico had back in the day.The Mexican American war, though it was short, does have a big impact on the world, in part because of the huge chunk of territory that America acquires, and in part because it was the beginning of the idea of civil disobedience. Website: shortwalkthroughhistory.comemail: shortwalkthroughhistory@gmail.com

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Mon 25Mar24 David Knight Show UNABRIDGED

The David Knight Show

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 25, 2024 181:09

(2:00) Measles are the apparent narrative to rehabilitate vaccines in the public image after the mRNA failure. Let's look at a cost-benefit analysis of measles v autism (10:19) Kate & CancerDeath comes to everyone including princesses and transhumanistsKate's husband William, got jabbed at the same time despite his claim to have had COVID already. Using their definitions, it's a logical absurdity to think that someone who's recovered from a disease needs a vaccine. Here's why…Flurry of media promoting stats that show increase in cancer in young people, including abdominal cancer — with an ending date of 2019Did the government let the absurd theories about her run wild so they could censor any questions of a vaccine connection?Chemotherapy — dangerous, expensive, and less effective for breast cancer than quitting diary consumption and taking aspirin(51:15) Pfizer Pfraud PforeverHPV was the first vaccine mandated — now linked to 4 different autoimmune diseasesJapanese study calls for mRNA jabs to be suspended over blood bank contaminationFDA settle Ivermectin lawsuit from physicians. "Seriously, y'all" can we just get rid of the FDA?FDA's absurd frozen cherry pie rule from 1971 will finally endChick-fil-A will allow Chicks Filled with Antibiotics(1:08:29) "Nailing Jello to the Wall"Can Trump pay the bond?What does he believe about abortion or any other issue?(1:25:32) Thanks to Zelle contributors (1:27:00) Character. Integrity. None of the candidates have it but NO organization can function if leaders don't have character and integrity — especially governmentA couple of checklists that define character and integrity — do Biden or Trump measure up?What do we do when no presidential candidate has integrity?How do we get our children to value integrity?(2:04:41) WATCH Mega-church doesn't want to mention "Resurrection", "Calvary", or "blood" as a marketing ploy to get people to attend. Evidently the pastor in a bunny-suit (literally) isn't enough (2:16:20) DeSantis is out of the running for president, now caves on Parental Rights. And, "free EXERCISE" of religion confused again with "ESTABLISHMENT of religion" as teacher banned from praying but porn is pushed as part of a so-called "Decency Act" (2:30:17) Squatters aren't the only problemMontage fraud can steal a person's home since government is no longer protecting title integrityThe dangers of Private Equity firms monopolizing home ownership for themselvesOne man found a novel solution to get rid of squatters when the government would do nothing(2:51:17) Thanks to Zelle contributors, part two(2:54:12) Biden makes bold escalation in Red Flag laws. Where did he get THAT idea?(2:54:57) Major Australian bank to go cashless in a couple of months from now. If we don't use cash, we lose the option. Congress passed $1.2 TRILLION boondoggle AFTER REMOVING anti-CBDC and anti-FreeSpeech itemsFind out more about the show and where you can watch it at TheDavidKnightShow.comIf you would like to support the show and our family please consider subscribing monthly here: SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/the-david-knight-showOr you can send a donation throughMail: David Knight POB 994 Kodak, TN 37764Zelle: @DavidKnightShow@protonmail.comCash App at: $davidknightshowBTC to: bc1qkuec29hkuye4xse9unh7nptvu3y9qmv24vanh7Money is only what YOU hold: Go to DavidKnight.gold for great deals on physical gold/silverFor 10% off Gerald Celente's prescient Trends Journal, go to TrendsJournal.com and enter the code KNIGHT

Mon 25Mar24 David Knight Show UNABRIDGED

The REAL David Knight Show

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 25, 2024 181:09

(2:00) Measles are the apparent narrative to rehabilitate vaccines in the public image after the mRNA failure. Let's look at a cost-benefit analysis of measles v autism (10:19) Kate & CancerDeath comes to everyone including princesses and transhumanistsKate's husband William, got jabbed at the same time despite his claim to have had COVID already. Using their definitions, it's a logical absurdity to think that someone who's recovered from a disease needs a vaccine. Here's why…Flurry of media promoting stats that show increase in cancer in young people, including abdominal cancer — with an ending date of 2019Did the government let the absurd theories about her run wild so they could censor any questions of a vaccine connection?Chemotherapy — dangerous, expensive, and less effective for breast cancer than quitting diary consumption and taking aspirin(51:15) Pfizer Pfraud PforeverHPV was the first vaccine mandated — now linked to 4 different autoimmune diseasesJapanese study calls for mRNA jabs to be suspended over blood bank contaminationFDA settle Ivermectin lawsuit from physicians. "Seriously, y'all" can we just get rid of the FDA?FDA's absurd frozen cherry pie rule from 1971 will finally endChick-fil-A will allow Chicks Filled with Antibiotics(1:08:29) "Nailing Jello to the Wall"Can Trump pay the bond?What does he believe about abortion or any other issue?(1:25:32) Thanks to Zelle contributors (1:27:00) Character. Integrity. None of the candidates have it but NO organization can function if leaders don't have character and integrity — especially governmentA couple of checklists that define character and integrity — do Biden or Trump measure up?What do we do when no presidential candidate has integrity?How do we get our children to value integrity?(2:04:41) WATCH Mega-church doesn't want to mention "Resurrection", "Calvary", or "blood" as a marketing ploy to get people to attend. Evidently the pastor in a bunny-suit (literally) isn't enough (2:16:20) DeSantis is out of the running for president, now caves on Parental Rights. And, "free EXERCISE" of religion confused again with "ESTABLISHMENT of religion" as teacher banned from praying but porn is pushed as part of a so-called "Decency Act" (2:30:17) Squatters aren't the only problemMontage fraud can steal a person's home since government is no longer protecting title integrityThe dangers of Private Equity firms monopolizing home ownership for themselvesOne man found a novel solution to get rid of squatters when the government would do nothing(2:51:17) Thanks to Zelle contributors, part two(2:54:12) Biden makes bold escalation in Red Flag laws. Where did he get THAT idea?(2:54:57) Major Australian bank to go cashless in a couple of months from now. If we don't use cash, we lose the option. Congress passed $1.2 TRILLION boondoggle AFTER REMOVING anti-CBDC and anti-FreeSpeech itemsFind out more about the show and where you can watch it at TheDavidKnightShow.comIf you would like to support the show and our family please consider subscribing monthly here: SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/the-david-knight-showOr you can send a donation throughMail: David Knight POB 994 Kodak, TN 37764Zelle: @DavidKnightShow@protonmail.comCash App at: $davidknightshowBTC to: bc1qkuec29hkuye4xse9unh7nptvu3y9qmv24vanh7Money is only what YOU hold: Go to DavidKnight.gold for great deals on physical gold/silverFor 10% off Gerald Celente's prescient Trends Journal, go to TrendsJournal.com and enter the code KNIGHT

Hungary opposes transgenderism, affirms life, & welcomes kids; Trump ahead in Sunbelt battleground states; Hypersonic plane can travel 3,800-7,700 miles per hour

The WorldView in 5 Minutes

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 12, 2024

It's Tuesday, March 12th, A.D. 2024. This is The Worldview heard at www.TheWorldview.com. I'm Adam McManus. (Adam@TheWorldview.com) By Kevin Swanson Elderly British pro-lifer arrested for holding sign outside abortion mill An elderly British woman, Livia Tossici-Bolt, is in trouble for holding up a sign in the proximity of an abortion clinic in Bournemouth, England. It said, “Here to talk, if you want to.” The Bournemouth, Christchurch & Poole Council has proceeded to charge Livia with a crime. Her legal defense is supported by Alliance Defending Freedom UK. The U.K. government passed legislation in the Public Order Act in 2023 enforcing censorial buffer zones around all abortion facilities, and banning any form of “influence.” Evidently, the home office has since issued a clarification, generously allowing “for women to engage in consensual conversations of their own free will" and "to pray inside of one's own mind.” Livia was attempting to abide by the narrow confines of these regulations, but she still faces charges. Ukrainian Baptist pastor's daughter and grandson die in drone attack On March 2nd, a Ukrainian Baptist pastor's daughter and grandson died in a drone strike in Odesa, Ukraine, an attack that resulted in the deaths of 12 people. Twenty others were injured. The Baptist Standard reports that the father and grandfather of the victims is Nikolai Sidak — “a well-known and respected pastor of an independent Baptist church in Odessa.” Odessa is just south of Kyiv on the Black Sea. Trump meets with Hungary's Victor Orbán despite media naysayers Hungary's president Viktor Orbán met with Republican presidential candidate Donald Trump over the weekend at the former president's Mar-a-Lago complex in Palm Beach, Florida. The liberal media is referring to the Hungarian leader as a dictator, a despot, an autocrat, and an authoritarian. Hungary: A light in Europe Orbán's party, the Hungarian Civic Alliance, was re-elected for a fourth term in 2022 by a vote of 53.7% to 34.4%. Orbán said, “The horrors of Nazism and communism happened because some Western states in continental Europe abandoned their Christian values.” In addition, he noted, “Today's progressives are planning to do the same.” Why American right has embraced Hungarian President Viktor Orbán Voice of America explained why the American right has embraced the Hungarian President. Hungary is one of the only nations in Europe that prohibits the promotion of transgenderism or homosexuality to minors — legislation that was signed by Orban in 2021. Mildly pro-life, Orban's government has required that mothers must listen to the heartbeat of their children before having the child aborted. Hungary reported 21,730 immigrants in 2021, compared to Germany's 874,000, Spain's 529,000, France's 336,000, and Italy's 318,000 immigrants. Plus, the Hungarian government has also nixed all income taxes for mothers under 30 as well as mothers with four or more children. As a result, Hungary's birth rate has improved from 1.25 to 1.55 since 2010. And the Gross Domestic Product per capita increased from $14,000 to $18,000 over the same timeframe. France added abortion as a constitutional right Meanwhile, on Friday, the French legislature brought the right to abortion into the nation's constitution — what some are calling a “world first.” The constitutional amendment passed the parliament by a vote of 780 to 72, supported by many “far right” members. In Psalm 94:3-7, the Psalmist asks, “Lord, how long will the wicked, how long will the wicked triumph? They utter speech, and speak insolent things; All the workers of iniquity boast in themselves. They slay the widow and the stranger, and murder the fatherless. Yet they say, ‘The Lord does not see nor does the God of Jacob understand.'” Highest vs. lowest car insurance rates according to states The highest car insurance rates in the United States for 2024 are found in Louisiana, Florida, California, and Colorado. The lowest car insurance rates can be found in Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Ohio, and Idaho. NASDAQ recovered and gold up Last week, the NASDAQ composite index finally recovered its 35% drop from November 2022. The Index dropped 65 points and closed at 16,019 on Monday. Gold increased another $100 over the last week, reaching $2,185 per ounce yesterday. And silver hovered around $24.50 per ounce Monday, up $1.00 over the last week. Trump ahead in battleground states Both CNN and a website 270ToWin.com, referring to the number of delegates a presidential candidate needs to win, suggests Donald Trump is ahead in this election cycle, especially in the Sun Belt Battleground states. Joe Biden, the incumbent, is trailing by five points or more in Arizona, Georgia, and Nevada. Psalm 75:6-7 reminds us: “For not from the East or from the West and not from the wilderness comes lifting up, but it is God who executes judgment, putting down one and lifting up another.” Hypersonic plane can travel 3,800-7,700 miles per hour And finally, the company “Stratolaunch” has successfully tested a hypersonic vehicle, with the end goal of providing a reusable space vehicle and, entering the nuclear race for hypersonic delivery vehicles. One news source describes it as the world's largest plane. Hypersonic vehicles travel at 3,800 to 7,700 miles per hour. Wow! That's fast! Close And that's The Worldview on this Tuesday, March 12th in the year of our Lord 2024. Subscribe by iTunes or email to our unique Christian newscast at www.TheWorldview.com. Or get the Generations app through Google Play or The App Store. I'm Adam McManus (Adam@TheWorldview.com). Seize the day for Jesus Christ.

3-6 Segment 1 - Last night was disastrous for local sports + We want Trump to be nicer, but evidently it doesn't seem to matter

Hot Take Central

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 6, 2024 21:20

Last night was disastrous for local sports + We want Trump to be nicer, but evidently it doesn't seem to matter

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Episode 156 Timeless Comedy and the Great RV Reality Show Pitch

Cocktale Hour

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 2, 2024

What do old guys fantasize about? Evidently getting an RV and dreaming of turning the whole repair experience into a new reality show. Go figure. Also, if you want help during the cold and flu season, turn to ActiveHerb...not a sponsor.

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How to Stay 'On' and Be Productive

Life Coach YOU! Life Coach School

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 1, 2024 7:27 Transcription Available

In this episode, join Wayne Sutton as he delves into the topic of influence and the power of the mind. Through insightful perspective and real-life examples, he discusses how mindset, effort and faith play a vital role in driving personal and professional success. The question, "Are you on or are you off?" sets the tone for this thought-provoking conversation. Wayne highlights the importance of staying 'on', maintaining your energy and keeping a positive attitude - things that can often determine the state of our minds and our levels of productivity. He believes that it's not so much about being motivated but rather adopting a clear agenda and staying committed despite how we may feel. This episode features valuable insights from the book, 'Straight Line Leadership', and the importance of creating a mindset that allows us to operate out of a fixed stance, regardless of our circumstances. Wayne emphasizes the significance of discipline and the ability to stick to our agenda, irrespective of our feelings or emotions. Wayne encourages listeners to reflect on their productivity levels and evaluate whether they're merely 'going through the motions' or truly being productive. He touches on valuable lessons on influencing oneself before influencing others and the critical role of integrity in these dynamics. The episode also offers information on Sutton's book, 'The Secrets of Instant Rapport' and an upcoming release on leadership. Evidently, this episode is a treasure trove of insightful takeaways that influence, productivity, commitment and valuable personal growth lessons.

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E193 The Enchantress

Ron Johnson Discipleship Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 29, 2024 40:33

Another election cycle is coming to town which means the Left will be coming out with their new list of scare tactics to keep Christians from being politically engaged. The latest bogeyman? White Christian Nationalism. Evidently if you love God and country and you exercise your God-given rights to engage in the political process you are not a threat to democracy and must be stopped at all costs! We spend the first part of the podcast destroying this ridiculous piece of Leftist propaganda. We then introduce you to the second member of the "dark trinity," an ancient principality the Bible calls, Ashtoreth (Judges 2:13). Find out more at https://ron-johnson-discipleship-podca.pinecast.co

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#171 Viva Fancy Food Show! Recap with Our Hosts, Sarah Masoni and Sarah Marshall

Meaningful Marketplace Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 28, 2024 38:18

For the third straight year, our hosts Sarah Masoni and Sarah Marshall attended the Winter Fancy Food Show in that magic town, Las Vegas. For a brief explanation of the show and the organization behind it, the show is where foodpreneurs connect with leading buyers, distributors, and retailers, network with peers and enjoy world-class educational programs. It's a cost-effective and powerful way to grow business because it is an environment rich with the movers and shakers in the food industry. And everyone is there to spend every minute discovering the latest in culinary delights. So how was the show this year? It was a big group that attended along with our hosts, 21 companies to be exact. Take a look at the roster at the end of these notes. And what were the show favorites for our hosts? For Sarah Masoni, the number one attraction was the generosity of the exhibitors. In particular, the Japanese exhibitors were incredibly kind and generous. One exhibitor who produces a rice cracker snack pulled out a sack and filled it with bags of all the different flavors they offered for her. Sarah Marshall uses the connections at the show not so much as a place to increase distribution directly, but to interact with as many people as possible, get known and teach others how to use her hot sauces in cooking. She feels this spreads the word about her product in a roundabout way that ultimately leads to more magazine articles, blogs, IG posts and also more loyal customers. Another favorite was Mama O's Premium Kimchi of Brooklyn. They sell kimchi and kimchi starter kits to make your own. They also have a paste that can be used for other spicy condiments and added to other main dishes for hot spice. But the big attraction was the interaction with their crowd. Sarah Marshall was given a starter kit to make her own kimchi, given a Mama O's bag to pack it around with and then was photographed with the crew for social media posting. That pretty much made Sarah a lifelong fan and a great way of demonstrating how to create an experience, not just another sample taste. One of the big crazes of the show was frozen grapes, dipped in chocolate and sprinkled with assorted crunchies. They seemed to take off like wildfire. Another example of imagination is Athena, a very traditional Greek food company. They took their stuffed grape leave dish and put in Jalapenos for a very different type of fusion. Evidently, it was well received and a great example of never standing still in the food industry. Next show is June 23-25 in New York, so start planning your trip! The Fancy Food Summer Show link: https://www.specialtyfood.com/fancy-food-shows/summer/ Our hosts: Twitter - @sarahmasoni and @spicymarshall, Instagram - @masoniandmarshall. A partial list of the companies attending the show. All are from Oregon except Loren Lee from Waco, Texas: Linda Jodoin, Miss Hannah's Popcorn, linda@misshannahspopcorn.com, Nikki Guerrero, Hot Mama Salsa, hello@hotmamasalsa.com, Lindsay Gott, Gateaux, gateaux.lindsay@gmail.com, Lee Hedgmon, the Barreled Bee, Lee@thebarreledbee.com, Kenny Baker, Sh'Mallow, kennyb@sh-mallow.com, Willis Anderson, My Daddy's Sauces, mydaddyssauces@gmail.com, Loren Lee, Mirth, lorenwho@aol.com, Tina & Patrick Welch, The Pink Wagon, twelch@pinkwagonfoods.com, Ginger McCabe, Chili Royale, spicyordie@gmail.com.

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WELL HE'S GOT A HELL OF AN ISSUE WITH HIS DAUGHTER EVIDENTLY: HOUR THREE: 02/22/24

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 22, 2024 37:40

Open Phones brings us Anonymous, who's dealing with a daughter going through some sexual identity issues and he needs some advice on how to help.. Of course there's some drama with his ex too that all connects, maybe...

The Real "Serious National Security Threat"

Secure Freedom Minute

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 15, 2024 1:00

Yesterday, House Intelligence Committee Chairman Mike Turner announced a “serious national security threat” and called on President Biden to declassify all information about it. When I first heard this news, it seemed an answer to prayer. After all, for months our Committee on the Present Danger: China has been warning (for example, here, here and here) that our borders are being invaded by large numbers of unaccompanied, military-aged Chinese men. Customs and Border Patrol says 20,000 PRC nationals have entered since October 1st. And most of them appear to be People's Liberation Army personnel who surely constitute a serious national security threat. Evidently, Mr. Turner is instead pre-occupied with an as-yet-undeployed Russian space-based nuclear weapon for destroying our satellites. That sounds like a problem. But what the nation needs to be addressing immediately is the present – and potentially catastrophic – danger posed by China's ongoing, literal invasion of America. This is Frank Gaffney.

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Trump Paves Way for 'New Day' with RNC Leadership Shuffle: 'Every Penny Will Be Used Wisely'

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 14, 2024 5:52

In an announcement made this Monday, the top contender for the 2024 Presidential race and former Commander-in-Chief Donald Trump put forth his nominations for the reconfiguration of the Republican National Committee's (RNC) top-tier management. This shake-up includes the nomination of Lara Trump, spouse of his son, for the post of RNC co-chairwoman, alongside the postulation of Michael Whatley, formerly the Chair of North Carolina's GOP, as the successor to Ronna McDaniel for the Committee's leadership. The new face for the post of Chief Operating Officer of the RNC, as suggested by Trump, is none other than Chris LaCivita, who is close to Trump and is co-campaign manager for the Trump 2024 campaign. In his revised role, LaCivita would be functioning from two key locations: the Trump campaign headquarter situated in Palm Beach, Florida, as well as the official premises of the RNC in Washington, D.C. This isn't the first instance when a family member of a former Republican President has been put forth for such a pivotal role within the RNC. To recall one such instance, Maureen Reagan, President Ronald Reagan's daughter, took on the responsibilities as RNC co-chairwoman during her father's presidency. It's significant to note that the Republican National Committee is currently grappling with its stinging financial underperformance. Evidently, the Committee has revealed its weakest fundraising conversion in the past decade just recently. As 2023 concluded, the RNC accumulated financing totalling $87.2 million, with liquid assets of just $8 million, marred by a debt of an alarming $1.8 million.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

My Awesome Arranged Marriage

Steamy Stories Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 9, 2024

Our parents really wanted us to be a matchBy DangerHunt69. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Mom Picks Out a Girlfriend For Me“Hey Mom?” I said, answering the knock at my bedroom door.“How are you, dear?” My mom said as she poked her head through my door.“I’m fine, just playing Terraria. What’s up?”“Could you come with me to the living room please?”“Sure thing.” I said, getting up out of my gaming chair and following her downstairs to the living room.“Adam, there’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll just come out and say it: Dad and I are worried that you might be gay.” My mom said as she sat down on our big brown couch.I sat up in my deck chair. “What?” I gasped. “Mom, I have no idea where you got that idea from. I’m sorry if I worried you, but I’m not gay.”My mother, as beautiful as she was, was the world’s most pious Catholic. Her biggest fear was catching one of her daughters sinning in bed with a man (or worse yet, her son). The thought of her good little boy with a dick up his ass was too much to bear.“I know,” said Mom. “And we’re just going to make sure that is not the case.”I sat down on the couch across from her. “And umm how is that, Mom?”“You know Madison from down the street? The one who’s parent’s held that big barbecue last year for the Fourth of July?” She grinned. “Well, she has a little crush on you.”“Huh? Madison Johnson? The one whose parents are big shot lawyers?”“Yes, that one.” Mom chuckled. “I spoke with her parents and we’ve all agreed, you two are going to date!”I shot back up from the couch. “What? You can’t just tell me who to date.”“I can, and I am. Your father already gave his blessing.”“I’m not gay mom, I promise. I don’t know why you’re doing this?”A moment of silence, then my mom responded “Honey, a boy as good looking as you, 20 years old and still has never had a girlfriend? Now I might have been born on Sunday, but I wasn’t born last Sunday.”Shit, how do I explain that? I thought. “Mom, I love you and nothing would make me happier than to have a girlfriend as cute as Maddie. To be blunt; she's smart, kind, and curvy. But there are some things that I need to do for myself. I can’t have my mom bringing women to me to date!”“Why not?”“It’s an invasion of privacy! And I don’t know, it’s unmanly! What man’s mother chooses who they can and can’t go out with? You're not helping me look confidant and in charge.”“Well, so long as you live under my roof, it's my way or you’re sleeping under the highway.”“This is so emasculating.”“Don’t worry, you’ll thank me later. She thinks you really like her, but are afraid that she's out of your league. Besides,” my mom chuckled. “It’s about time you got your dick wet!”“Mom!”“Oops! Mum’s the word!”It was decided. On Friday night I would be taking Maddie out for a date at a nice restaurant near the river park. I thought about what even to say. All these years being single, I was too busy working on school and gaming tournaments. I definitely missed out on things. Other kids were getting head in the backseat during after-prom or getting drunk at parties & at the lake; I was playing Yu-Gi-Oh. At college I had some friends but only a couple. Making friends, and especially meeting women, was hard. I’ve never gone to a party and have never even been drunk. In fact; I stayed in my room and worked on my essays. I do like women though, don’t I? Just because I’ve never kissed one, doesn’t mean that I’m gay. Sure! Plenty of men haven’t touched a woman until their twenties! I’m only 20, I’ve still got time! And as annoying as this whole setting me up on a date situation was, I couldn’t deny that Madison was pretty cute, in her preppy sort of way. What scared me most though, was the fact I’m a virgin.The Date“Damn, look at you! Tall, tan and handsome. My god, you are a serious looker!”“Thanks mom, I just hope this goes well.” I sighed.It was true. I really did hope things went well. While I had only ever had limited interactions with Maddie, she was definitely my type. Smart & tall. Plus I love her fat ass that pressed tightly against her jeans, and sways when she walks.“Well I’m going. Wish me luck!” I said, leaving the front door in my snazzy outfit. I did not dress up often.“Good luck hun!” My mom cheered.I picked up Maddie down the street, and together we went to the restaurant. She was dressed in an adorable little denim jacket, tight jeans, and was wearing these long black boots. I even opened up the door for her, so that I could get a peek at her big round bubble ass. Luckily, it wasn’t that long of a wait for a table. When we sat down, we started talking and getting to know each other.When in high school, I was deathly anxious around girls my age. I never dated. Madison had not dated much either. She had only a few close girlfriends and had always been very self-conscious and ashamed that she didn’t have the ideal body that she saw on Instagram; or heard about on the rap songs they’d play on TikTok. She was also apparently the type to trauma dump on a first date, but hey, nobody’s perfect. She was very pretty to me though. Her short blonde hair, long legs and athletic build. I’d be lying if I said I had never peeped a glimpse at her bubble ass whenever her family invited us over for holiday parties. Her chest wasn’t exactly massive, but I didn’t mind that. I’m more of an ass guy anyway. Neither of us were popular in high school but where I was playing Smash Bros with my friends, she was competing in academic challenge and in Key Club. God I hate academic clubs. Pretentious shit for people with nothing better to do, so that they can pad their resumes. I found out she plans to major in engineering. She said she discovered her mechanical skills in home economics. Evidently, she was creating her own clothing patterns at 14, and liked to help her dad recreate a replica of his old muscle car, from the 80s. She wants to work at nasa, developing better rockets and space suits. Did I mention she's a gamer, too! After dinner we walked along the trail at river park. Then I drove her home.“I’ll be honest with you, I had a really good time. I’ve never had such an enrapturing conversation about prevalent character tropes in Nintendo games before with a girl, well with anyone. You are really fun to talk to!”She smiled at my compliment. “Thank you, truly. You are too, I’ve never felt someone listen to me as much as you have. Not just hear the words I was saying but actually listen.” she said, blushing.I didn’t know what to say, so I said “Thanks, no problem. Any time.” Damn my awkward tongue.Once at her place, I opened her car door for her and carried her ‘to go' box to the door.“It’s so beautiful here,” I said. “I can understand why you love Rowan trees.”“Yeah, they’re pretty,” she said. “Like you.”“Thanks I guess?” I nervously laughed. “I think you mean handsome.”“No,” she said “pretty.” I chose to accept that she is a woman and talks in a feminine vocabulary.At the door, we starred into each other’s eyes and just stood there. I was too nervous though and wimped out when I had the chance to kiss her.The porch light came on and spooked me. “Have a good night!” I said, running back to my car.“Thanks, you too.” She said, sounding a little bit dejected.I felt embarrassed not kissing her. But it was probably for the best. As I drove away, I noticed her dad peering through the blinds at me.Mom's sex talkMy mom had interrogated me the next morning. “Okay,” I said. “It went well.” She was prying every detail from me about the evening. “Relax. Nothing happened. We just flirted a little.’”I could sense my mother’s disappointment. “That’s it? Not even a kiss??”“No? But there’s plenty of time for that. No need to rush things.”“Son, I haven’t been on a date in decades. And as a good Christian woman, I have always stayed faithful to your father, but when I was in college I at least kissed every boy I went out with. Almost always on the first date too.”There was a long pause. I tried to imagine my mom getting frisky. “Gross!” Then I added; “Maddie didn't initiate it either. Are you going to call her up and hound her about it, too?”"Oh well. When you’re young your passions overrun your senses. Do you know how to have sex?”I decided not to add fuel to the fire, so I stayed silent.“Oh boy. Looks like I have my work cut out for me.” My mother sighed. “You see, when a man likes a woman his penis gets hard. It feels really good for things to touch it, so he’ll want to stick it in a woman’s wet hole that she has between her legs. This is a fun activity for married couples to do but sometimes young adults will do it before they get married. This is wrong and a sin. But, inevitable, especially for young men who are having their hormones going wild. It’s not as bad, and actually somewhat okay, for a man to have sex with women before he gets married. Men have stronger urges than women.”‘Holy shit,' I thought. My mom’s really sexist?Mom looked at me. “Do you have any sexual urges, Adam?”“Yeah.” I said, embarrassed. “What if I cum too soon and embarrass myself?”“Well, it won't happen if you relieve yourself often enough. How many times a day do you masturbate?”My face was already beet red from the embarrassing conversation. Oh hell I might as well be honest. I haven’t any shame left. “Once a day.”“Only once a day? For a young man like yourself? God you’re only 20, you should be stroking it out three to five times a day!”I looked even more embarrassed, although I wasn’t sure that was even possible until now. “Well, it’s hard to keep interested. Usually just one is enough. I’m too busy with other things to have five orgasms in a day.”“Cheeze-Itz and rice!” my mother laughed. “Well I recommend you start doing it more often now, so that you don’t embarrass yourself in front of your pretty girlfriend when she finally decides she can’t keep it in her pants anymore. How old is she, 19? Women at that age are whores, putting everything in their cunt that they can.”I did not appreciate the way she was talking about Maddie, but was too afraid to say anything sticking up for her. I just stared at her until she got the message not to call Maddie a whore.“Don’t get me wrong though, Maddie seems like a nice girl sweetie. Of course they all seem like good Christian girls until they’re lying on their back spreading their legs for you.” my Mom said in a tone of voice that could only have been jealousy. I think my mom is sexually frustrated, and turning her focus to vicarious challenges.Mom was silent for a while. “Tell me, how big is it? Your penis. Your father has a massive seven inches, but my brother’s, I saw it a couple times; and it seemed to be about a pitiful five. I figure yours is likely pretty average then. Hardly matters I suppose, it's more about how you use it than the size.”“God, Mom.”Mom grinned. “Do not use the Lord’s name so nonchalantly!” She paused for a second.“Mom, you're telling me to enter a life of sinful sexual debauchery; but offended that I said God?” I turned the tables on her.“I'm doing no such thing, young man.” She got defensive. “I'm helping you be receptive to the woman God is wanting to give you. Besides, you should be thanking me.“"And why is that?”“Because I’m about to get you some alone time, so that you can deflower your cute little girlfriend.” My Mom said with the biggest fucking devilish grin on her face.Good God! My catholic mother's lecture boiled down to three words, ‘start fucking her!'Another dateMom came up with a clever, yet simple, plan to get Maddie and I alone together. She invited Mr. and Mrs. Johnson over to dinner while Maddie and I were “out on another date;” to discuss our future. They were, after all, responsible for us dating in the first place.At 6:45pm I picked up Maddie and left. Maddie said; “You wanna do fast food and go back to my house? We'll have it all to ourselves while my folks will have dinner at your house?” I told her she was reading my mind. “My mom said she'd text me when your folks leave, so we can make the most of the evening date.” It was simple, yet effective. Maddie's face blushed and she grinned. The grin stayed on her face for quite a while.At 7:00pm The Johnson parents rang our doorbell. “Mr. & Mrs. Johnson, please come in, take a seat!”“Don’t mind if we do!”“Martha! Your home is so beautiful! Is that a marble entertainment center?”“Yes!” My mother gushed, “It’s an import! From Italy! Oh yes, also dinner should be finished in about fifteen minutes! Sorry, for running a little late. It’s my famous Albanian Pasta!”“Oh, Albanian?” Mrs. Johnson asked.“Yes! The noodles are a little thicker and the meat used is venison meat!”Taking her home earlyAt 7:15pm Maddie and I had already had fast food drive through, and pulled back into her driveway. Once inside, she grabbed my hand then immediately made a dash for the stairs with a certain giddiness to her step. I told her I would have invited her over to my place, but my Dad; a work-from-home engineer, would never have let me have a girl around in my room.Never mind that my mom was quite the odd one, but hey I wasn’t complaining! Her intervention was about to get me laid!Maddie and I sat on her bed and she smiled at me. “Honey, I; I want to, she paused, “Umm well, I want to have sex with you. I’ve thought about it for a long time and you’re just so damn amazing and I want you. I want to be yours. And I’m willing to do anything to make that happen. I know boys are always thinking about ‘popping a girl's cherry', my mom told me so. And I want to give it to you, as a sign of my love.”That hit me like a tidal wave. Crap! Is it that easy to get a girl? Who knew? How am I supposed to respond to that?“Woah. I; I love you too.” I was a little hesitant using the L word, but I was about to have sex for the first time and didn’t want to say anything that might possibly jeopardize my chances. Besides, eventually it would probably prove to be true anyway. "You’re an amazing woman and the only person to make me feel this way. You’re kind, caring and smart with a great future ahead of you. Being a Nasa engineer? That is the coolest possible profession I can think of.“ Did I say that she has a passion for engineering? My dad would slap me silly if I blew this chance."Thank you dear,” she said; as she got up to dim the lights. “Besides, I think you’ll be very happy with what you see underneath these.” She said, shaking her big ass in the yoga pants she was wearing. They were form fitting and clung intently, to leave no room for the imagination. It was so sexy. She popped in a mix CD on the stereo and came back over.“Would you like to kiss me?” She said after taking a seat next to me on the bed. The love songs and soft lighting transformed the room into a love nest.I leaned into her body and she held me tight as we found each other's mouths.Parents arrange our futures.Mrs. Johnson said, “I knew that your son was the best candidate for our daughter, Madison.” She added, “We know that, well, all young men have, or want to have, a lot of sex. We don’t want our daughter to be debased when some random man that she barely know, takes her purity away from her. We know your family well and just how devout you all are, in your faith.”Mr. Johnson continued from there, “We think some sexual activity is a necessary evil, to affirm devotion to each other. We just want what’s best for our daughter. Your son is always such a gentleman with us, so I know we have nothing to fear from him. In fact, your son is such a gentleman that he did not even try to impose himself by kissing our daughter, after their date!”“What are you saying?”“We want your son to marry our daughter.” The Johnsons said in unity.“Goodness gracious,” gasped Mom. “I thought I was getting ahead of things! Maybe this match is just to obvious to ignore?”Getting physicalI could feel Maddie's breasts rubbing against my chest. She wasn't just giving me a kiss, she was giving her body to me. I tried to be respectable, but I could feel my dick starting to rise in my pants. I knew I shouldn’t be getting these urges but I couldn’t help myself. Those years of Catechism did a good job of making me feel religious shame for being human. A slow song from Shania Twain began to play on her stereo it was slow sensual. ‘The Woman in Me Needs the Man in You.Madison looked into my face and then she kissed me again, sliding her tongue down my throat. We just lost control. My hands went to my new girlfriend’s chest and I rubbed her handful-sized tits.The chorus began to sing of the song began to playMaddie stood up facing me, swaying to the song, lip-syncing the words and pointing at me for emphasis, and began stripping.The woman in meNeeds you to beThe man in my armsTo hold tenderly‘Cause I’m a woman in loveAnd it’s you I run toYeah, the woman in meNeeds the man in youShe got down to her bra and panties. Then, when she unhooked her bra, her tits gently popped out. Her nipples were tiny, like dimes. They were already hard. Madison then turned and rocked her fabulous ass for me. She looked over her shoulder in a teasing expression of mock shyness. The she turned and stared into my eyes as she pulled down her grey Calvin Klein panties. Her pubic hair was completely shaved off, I knew then that she had been expecting this. Her cunt glistened and I think I saw a drip running down her inner thigh. As the next song started to play, she moved to the headboard and sat naked, I got up and pulled down my pants.It was Michael Bolton singing Sexual Healing. Maddie watched intently, grinning her approval of my presentation.The chorus was passionate;I need some lovin’And baby, I can’t hold it much longerIt’s getting stronger and strongerAnd when I get that feelingI want Sexual HealingSexual Healing, babyMakes me feel so fineHelps to relieve my mindShe then slid down on her back and just laid there. I crawled up the bed and kissed her. Then I lowered on top of her and positioned my dick between her thighs. I spread her puffy cunt lips apart and I moved the head of my dick into place right in front of her sopping wet cunt hole.I took a deep breath. “Maddie, I’m still a virgin.”“Oh,” said my girlfriend. “Well So am I.”“Are you okay doing this, hun?”“Yes.” she said. “We’re both adults and I’m not a prude. Please, I’ve been waiting for this forever! Yes!”I didn’t waste another second. I thrust my dick all the way into my girlfriend’s sopping wet virgin vagina. God, did she let out a painful grunt as I slid all six inches into her. There was no foreplay. I stroked as fast and hard as I could. My balls were slapping hard against her round ass. She stretched her legs up into the air before bringing them behind my back and then locking them in place. I barely noticed as I continued to pound her virgin cunt.“Slow down, a bit, cowboy!” She grunted. “Ah, are you enjoying your present?”“Fuck yeah!” I said, wantonly thrusting my hips against hers.“I love you, Adam.” She whispered into my ear.“I love you too babe” I said, unconvincingly.She panted so many painful grunts at first, and when I scooted up a bit I looked down to see a little bit of blood from her hymen; but eventually the sounds turned into cries of desire, as we locked eyes. I couldn’t believe how tight she was! She had me in her gorilla grip as I punished her tiny pink cunt with my cock. She was a ravished whore, my whore. Eventually, I lowered my mouth and started to lick one of her hard nipples. This pushed her over the edge.I could feel her contracting around my cock. She just cried incoherent rapid nonsense. We couldn’t have been fucking for more than fifteen minutes. I was trying hard not to cum but I could feel it moving in my balls. I was so enamored by her warm, tight cunt that I didn’t even bother trying to pull out. My body tensed up and I shot load after load of hot cum into her fertile sex. Maddie let out a gasp as she felt my seed hitting her vaginal walls. Her cunt clenched me tight and I dripped even more sticky cum into her cervix. Another Shania Twain song was playing.I just laid there, on top of her, for close to five blissful minutes.From this moment life has begunFrom this moment you are the oneRight beside you is where I belongFrom this moment onFrom this moment I have been blessedI live only for your happinessAnd for your love I’d give my last breathFrom this moment onI then finally felt myself shrink up.“Thank you.” She kissed me, “thank you.” She said weakly.Once we got ourselves cooled down, we cuddled for a little bit then got in her shower together. I got busy rinsing myself clean, then moved to let her stand under the hot spray. I wrapped my arms under hers from behind and fondled both her tits while kissing her neck and earlobes. As her arousal mounted, I gently reached one hand down and gently caressed her clit. This pushed her into a deep convulsion. She shook and started to fall back into me. I soon had to hold her up with both arms. I continued kissing her neck as she returned from her semi-conscious trance.We both toweled off, then it was time for round two! This time Maddie had me lay back while she crawled up and fondled my cock for a while. I asked if she still had any pain from her first time?“What pain? That was so long ago, Adam!” She said with a wink.She kissed and stroked my shaft. Then she mounted me and slid down onto my cock. It was euphoric reaching up and squeezing her cute tits. We stared into each other's eye, saying nothing. As Journey's ‘Faithfully' resonated the four walls of the room.Then her arousal ramped up and she got loud. After a slow interlude of soft stroking my cock while she orgasmed; she got busy getting me off with her tight cunt action. One thing I did find out though: Maddie hated sticky cum on her skin. See, this time I actually did manage to scoot up pull out on her upstroke, and sprayed cum all over her stomach & tits. She did not like this and was grossed out by the sticky liquid and made me grab some tissues immediately.The next song was ‘Perfect' by Ed Sheeran.It was fine with me that she wasn't ready to deal with my semen. It just means next time I get to squirt my love juice into her cunt, and stay there a while. I hated pulling out.We got back to the business of Sensing my motives, she said, “I went on the pill 6 months ago, so we're safe.”I beamed! “And since we've been virgins, I don't think we really need to deal with condoms, Maddie.”Maddie smiled, “I love your cock in my cunt. I don't want to feel latex. I want to feel you!”We laid there a while as the chorus bellowed out.Baby I’m, dancing in the darkWith you between my armsBarefoot on the grassListening to our favorite songI have faith in what I seeNow I know I have met an angel,In person, Darlin’ you look perfectI don’t deserve thisDarlin’ you look perfect tonightAfterglowEventually, though all good things must come to an end, and I drove away just as her parents were leaving my parents' home. My mom, saint that she was, had talked them into staying & watching a movie.The next day Mom was giddy. She told me that the Johnsons wanted me to marry their daughter. I was a bit apprehensive at first. Until the next day when Maddie sent me a long, romantic sext about how she wants my cock exclusively for herself. She wants me to knock her up after our wedding and then never stop making her pregnant. Just one baby after another. She was going to be my sex toy, and I was going to be her breeder.From that point forward, life was awesome. Throughout our remaining years of college, I never had to beg my Maddie for sex. She never said no and loved to be of service. After our wedding sex got even better, because of her praise kink. All I had to do was say good girl and then sex was like Cloud Nine for her. Thanks Mom and Dad. And Mr. and Mrs. Johnson of course. By DangerHunt69 for Literotica

My Awesome Arranged Marriage

SteamyStory

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 9, 2024

Our parents really wanted us to be a matchBy DangerHunt69. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Mom Picks Out a Girlfriend For Me“Hey Mom?” I said, answering the knock at my bedroom door.“How are you, dear?” My mom said as she poked her head through my door.“I’m fine, just playing Terraria. What’s up?”“Could you come with me to the living room please?”“Sure thing.” I said, getting up out of my gaming chair and following her downstairs to the living room.“Adam, there’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll just come out and say it: Dad and I are worried that you might be gay.” My mom said as she sat down on our big brown couch.I sat up in my deck chair. “What?” I gasped. “Mom, I have no idea where you got that idea from. I’m sorry if I worried you, but I’m not gay.”My mother, as beautiful as she was, was the world’s most pious Catholic. Her biggest fear was catching one of her daughters sinning in bed with a man (or worse yet, her son). The thought of her good little boy with a dick up his ass was too much to bear.“I know,” said Mom. “And we’re just going to make sure that is not the case.”I sat down on the couch across from her. “And umm how is that, Mom?”“You know Madison from down the street? The one who’s parent’s held that big barbecue last year for the Fourth of July?” She grinned. “Well, she has a little crush on you.”“Huh? Madison Johnson? The one whose parents are big shot lawyers?”“Yes, that one.” Mom chuckled. “I spoke with her parents and we’ve all agreed, you two are going to date!”I shot back up from the couch. “What? You can’t just tell me who to date.”“I can, and I am. Your father already gave his blessing.”“I’m not gay mom, I promise. I don’t know why you’re doing this?”A moment of silence, then my mom responded “Honey, a boy as good looking as you, 20 years old and still has never had a girlfriend? Now I might have been born on Sunday, but I wasn’t born last Sunday.”Shit, how do I explain that? I thought. “Mom, I love you and nothing would make me happier than to have a girlfriend as cute as Maddie. To be blunt; she's smart, kind, and curvy. But there are some things that I need to do for myself. I can’t have my mom bringing women to me to date!”“Why not?”“It’s an invasion of privacy! And I don’t know, it’s unmanly! What man’s mother chooses who they can and can’t go out with? You're not helping me look confidant and in charge.”“Well, so long as you live under my roof, it's my way or you’re sleeping under the highway.”“This is so emasculating.”“Don’t worry, you’ll thank me later. She thinks you really like her, but are afraid that she's out of your league. Besides,” my mom chuckled. “It’s about time you got your dick wet!”“Mom!”“Oops! Mum’s the word!”It was decided. On Friday night I would be taking Maddie out for a date at a nice restaurant near the river park. I thought about what even to say. All these years being single, I was too busy working on school and gaming tournaments. I definitely missed out on things. Other kids were getting head in the backseat during after-prom or getting drunk at parties & at the lake; I was playing Yu-Gi-Oh. At college I had some friends but only a couple. Making friends, and especially meeting women, was hard. I’ve never gone to a party and have never even been drunk. In fact; I stayed in my room and worked on my essays. I do like women though, don’t I? Just because I’ve never kissed one, doesn’t mean that I’m gay. Sure! Plenty of men haven’t touched a woman until their twenties! I’m only 20, I’ve still got time! And as annoying as this whole setting me up on a date situation was, I couldn’t deny that Madison was pretty cute, in her preppy sort of way. What scared me most though, was the fact I’m a virgin.The Date“Damn, look at you! Tall, tan and handsome. My god, you are a serious looker!”“Thanks mom, I just hope this goes well.” I sighed.It was true. I really did hope things went well. While I had only ever had limited interactions with Maddie, she was definitely my type. Smart & tall. Plus I love her fat ass that pressed tightly against her jeans, and sways when she walks.“Well I’m going. Wish me luck!” I said, leaving the front door in my snazzy outfit. I did not dress up often.“Good luck hun!” My mom cheered.I picked up Maddie down the street, and together we went to the restaurant. She was dressed in an adorable little denim jacket, tight jeans, and was wearing these long black boots. I even opened up the door for her, so that I could get a peek at her big round bubble ass. Luckily, it wasn’t that long of a wait for a table. When we sat down, we started talking and getting to know each other.When in high school, I was deathly anxious around girls my age. I never dated. Madison had not dated much either. She had only a few close girlfriends and had always been very self-conscious and ashamed that she didn’t have the ideal body that she saw on Instagram; or heard about on the rap songs they’d play on TikTok. She was also apparently the type to trauma dump on a first date, but hey, nobody’s perfect. She was very pretty to me though. Her short blonde hair, long legs and athletic build. I’d be lying if I said I had never peeped a glimpse at her bubble ass whenever her family invited us over for holiday parties. Her chest wasn’t exactly massive, but I didn’t mind that. I’m more of an ass guy anyway. Neither of us were popular in high school but where I was playing Smash Bros with my friends, she was competing in academic challenge and in Key Club. God I hate academic clubs. Pretentious shit for people with nothing better to do, so that they can pad their resumes. I found out she plans to major in engineering. She said she discovered her mechanical skills in home economics. Evidently, she was creating her own clothing patterns at 14, and liked to help her dad recreate a replica of his old muscle car, from the 80s. She wants to work at nasa, developing better rockets and space suits. Did I mention she's a gamer, too! After dinner we walked along the trail at river park. Then I drove her home.“I’ll be honest with you, I had a really good time. I’ve never had such an enrapturing conversation about prevalent character tropes in Nintendo games before with a girl, well with anyone. You are really fun to talk to!”She smiled at my compliment. “Thank you, truly. You are too, I’ve never felt someone listen to me as much as you have. Not just hear the words I was saying but actually listen.” she said, blushing.I didn’t know what to say, so I said “Thanks, no problem. Any time.” Damn my awkward tongue.Once at her place, I opened her car door for her and carried her ‘to go' box to the door.“It’s so beautiful here,” I said. “I can understand why you love Rowan trees.”“Yeah, they’re pretty,” she said. “Like you.”“Thanks I guess?” I nervously laughed. “I think you mean handsome.”“No,” she said “pretty.” I chose to accept that she is a woman and talks in a feminine vocabulary.At the door, we starred into each other’s eyes and just stood there. I was too nervous though and wimped out when I had the chance to kiss her.The porch light came on and spooked me. “Have a good night!” I said, running back to my car.“Thanks, you too.” She said, sounding a little bit dejected.I felt embarrassed not kissing her. But it was probably for the best. As I drove away, I noticed her dad peering through the blinds at me.Mom's sex talkMy mom had interrogated me the next morning. “Okay,” I said. “It went well.” She was prying every detail from me about the evening. “Relax. Nothing happened. We just flirted a little.’”I could sense my mother’s disappointment. “That’s it? Not even a kiss??”“No? But there’s plenty of time for that. No need to rush things.”“Son, I haven’t been on a date in decades. And as a good Christian woman, I have always stayed faithful to your father, but when I was in college I at least kissed every boy I went out with. Almost always on the first date too.”There was a long pause. I tried to imagine my mom getting frisky. “Gross!” Then I added; “Maddie didn't initiate it either. Are you going to call her up and hound her about it, too?”"Oh well. When you’re young your passions overrun your senses. Do you know how to have sex?”I decided not to add fuel to the fire, so I stayed silent.“Oh boy. Looks like I have my work cut out for me.” My mother sighed. “You see, when a man likes a woman his penis gets hard. It feels really good for things to touch it, so he’ll want to stick it in a woman’s wet hole that she has between her legs. This is a fun activity for married couples to do but sometimes young adults will do it before they get married. This is wrong and a sin. But, inevitable, especially for young men who are having their hormones going wild. It’s not as bad, and actually somewhat okay, for a man to have sex with women before he gets married. Men have stronger urges than women.”‘Holy shit,' I thought. My mom’s really sexist?Mom looked at me. “Do you have any sexual urges, Adam?”“Yeah.” I said, embarrassed. “What if I cum too soon and embarrass myself?”“Well, it won't happen if you relieve yourself often enough. How many times a day do you masturbate?”My face was already beet red from the embarrassing conversation. Oh hell I might as well be honest. I haven’t any shame left. “Once a day.”“Only once a day? For a young man like yourself? God you’re only 20, you should be stroking it out three to five times a day!”I looked even more embarrassed, although I wasn’t sure that was even possible until now. “Well, it’s hard to keep interested. Usually just one is enough. I’m too busy with other things to have five orgasms in a day.”“Cheeze-Itz and rice!” my mother laughed. “Well I recommend you start doing it more often now, so that you don’t embarrass yourself in front of your pretty girlfriend when she finally decides she can’t keep it in her pants anymore. How old is she, 19? Women at that age are whores, putting everything in their cunt that they can.”I did not appreciate the way she was talking about Maddie, but was too afraid to say anything sticking up for her. I just stared at her until she got the message not to call Maddie a whore.“Don’t get me wrong though, Maddie seems like a nice girl sweetie. Of course they all seem like good Christian girls until they’re lying on their back spreading their legs for you.” my Mom said in a tone of voice that could only have been jealousy. I think my mom is sexually frustrated, and turning her focus to vicarious challenges.Mom was silent for a while. “Tell me, how big is it? Your penis. Your father has a massive seven inches, but my brother’s, I saw it a couple times; and it seemed to be about a pitiful five. I figure yours is likely pretty average then. Hardly matters I suppose, it's more about how you use it than the size.”“God, Mom.”Mom grinned. “Do not use the Lord’s name so nonchalantly!” She paused for a second.“Mom, you're telling me to enter a life of sinful sexual debauchery; but offended that I said God?” I turned the tables on her.“I'm doing no such thing, young man.” She got defensive. “I'm helping you be receptive to the woman God is wanting to give you. Besides, you should be thanking me.“"And why is that?”“Because I’m about to get you some alone time, so that you can deflower your cute little girlfriend.” My Mom said with the biggest fucking devilish grin on her face.Good God! My catholic mother's lecture boiled down to three words, ‘start fucking her!'Another dateMom came up with a clever, yet simple, plan to get Maddie and I alone together. She invited Mr. and Mrs. Johnson over to dinner while Maddie and I were “out on another date;” to discuss our future. They were, after all, responsible for us dating in the first place.At 6:45pm I picked up Maddie and left. Maddie said; “You wanna do fast food and go back to my house? We'll have it all to ourselves while my folks will have dinner at your house?” I told her she was reading my mind. “My mom said she'd text me when your folks leave, so we can make the most of the evening date.” It was simple, yet effective. Maddie's face blushed and she grinned. The grin stayed on her face for quite a while.At 7:00pm The Johnson parents rang our doorbell. “Mr. & Mrs. Johnson, please come in, take a seat!”“Don’t mind if we do!”“Martha! Your home is so beautiful! Is that a marble entertainment center?”“Yes!” My mother gushed, “It’s an import! From Italy! Oh yes, also dinner should be finished in about fifteen minutes! Sorry, for running a little late. It’s my famous Albanian Pasta!”“Oh, Albanian?” Mrs. Johnson asked.“Yes! The noodles are a little thicker and the meat used is venison meat!”Taking her home earlyAt 7:15pm Maddie and I had already had fast food drive through, and pulled back into her driveway. Once inside, she grabbed my hand then immediately made a dash for the stairs with a certain giddiness to her step. I told her I would have invited her over to my place, but my Dad; a work-from-home engineer, would never have let me have a girl around in my room.Never mind that my mom was quite the odd one, but hey I wasn’t complaining! Her intervention was about to get me laid!Maddie and I sat on her bed and she smiled at me. “Honey, I; I want to, she paused, “Umm well, I want to have sex with you. I’ve thought about it for a long time and you’re just so damn amazing and I want you. I want to be yours. And I’m willing to do anything to make that happen. I know boys are always thinking about ‘popping a girl's cherry', my mom told me so. And I want to give it to you, as a sign of my love.”That hit me like a tidal wave. Crap! Is it that easy to get a girl? Who knew? How am I supposed to respond to that?“Woah. I; I love you too.” I was a little hesitant using the L word, but I was about to have sex for the first time and didn’t want to say anything that might possibly jeopardize my chances. Besides, eventually it would probably prove to be true anyway. "You’re an amazing woman and the only person to make me feel this way. You’re kind, caring and smart with a great future ahead of you. Being a Nasa engineer? That is the coolest possible profession I can think of.“ Did I say that she has a passion for engineering? My dad would slap me silly if I blew this chance."Thank you dear,” she said; as she got up to dim the lights. “Besides, I think you’ll be very happy with what you see underneath these.” She said, shaking her big ass in the yoga pants she was wearing. They were form fitting and clung intently, to leave no room for the imagination. It was so sexy. She popped in a mix CD on the stereo and came back over.“Would you like to kiss me?” She said after taking a seat next to me on the bed. The love songs and soft lighting transformed the room into a love nest.I leaned into her body and she held me tight as we found each other's mouths.Parents arrange our futures.Mrs. Johnson said, “I knew that your son was the best candidate for our daughter, Madison.” She added, “We know that, well, all young men have, or want to have, a lot of sex. We don’t want our daughter to be debased when some random man that she barely know, takes her purity away from her. We know your family well and just how devout you all are, in your faith.”Mr. Johnson continued from there, “We think some sexual activity is a necessary evil, to affirm devotion to each other. We just want what’s best for our daughter. Your son is always such a gentleman with us, so I know we have nothing to fear from him. In fact, your son is such a gentleman that he did not even try to impose himself by kissing our daughter, after their date!”“What are you saying?”“We want your son to marry our daughter.” The Johnsons said in unity.“Goodness gracious,” gasped Mom. “I thought I was getting ahead of things! Maybe this match is just to obvious to ignore?”Getting physicalI could feel Maddie's breasts rubbing against my chest. She wasn't just giving me a kiss, she was giving her body to me. I tried to be respectable, but I could feel my dick starting to rise in my pants. I knew I shouldn’t be getting these urges but I couldn’t help myself. Those years of Catechism did a good job of making me feel religious shame for being human. A slow song from Shania Twain began to play on her stereo it was slow sensual. ‘The Woman in Me Needs the Man in You.Madison looked into my face and then she kissed me again, sliding her tongue down my throat. We just lost control. My hands went to my new girlfriend’s chest and I rubbed her handful-sized tits.The chorus began to sing of the song began to playMaddie stood up facing me, swaying to the song, lip-syncing the words and pointing at me for emphasis, and began stripping.The woman in meNeeds you to beThe man in my armsTo hold tenderly‘Cause I’m a woman in loveAnd it’s you I run toYeah, the woman in meNeeds the man in youShe got down to her bra and panties. Then, when she unhooked her bra, her tits gently popped out. Her nipples were tiny, like dimes. They were already hard. Madison then turned and rocked her fabulous ass for me. She looked over her shoulder in a teasing expression of mock shyness. The she turned and stared into my eyes as she pulled down her grey Calvin Klein panties. Her pubic hair was completely shaved off, I knew then that she had been expecting this. Her cunt glistened and I think I saw a drip running down her inner thigh. As the next song started to play, she moved to the headboard and sat naked, I got up and pulled down my pants.It was Michael Bolton singing Sexual Healing. Maddie watched intently, grinning her approval of my presentation.The chorus was passionate;I need some lovin’And baby, I can’t hold it much longerIt’s getting stronger and strongerAnd when I get that feelingI want Sexual HealingSexual Healing, babyMakes me feel so fineHelps to relieve my mindShe then slid down on her back and just laid there. I crawled up the bed and kissed her. Then I lowered on top of her and positioned my dick between her thighs. I spread her puffy cunt lips apart and I moved the head of my dick into place right in front of her sopping wet cunt hole.I took a deep breath. “Maddie, I’m still a virgin.”“Oh,” said my girlfriend. “Well So am I.”“Are you okay doing this, hun?”“Yes.” she said. “We’re both adults and I’m not a prude. Please, I’ve been waiting for this forever! Yes!”I didn’t waste another second. I thrust my dick all the way into my girlfriend’s sopping wet virgin vagina. God, did she let out a painful grunt as I slid all six inches into her. There was no foreplay. I stroked as fast and hard as I could. My balls were slapping hard against her round ass. She stretched her legs up into the air before bringing them behind my back and then locking them in place. I barely noticed as I continued to pound her virgin cunt.“Slow down, a bit, cowboy!” She grunted. “Ah, are you enjoying your present?”“Fuck yeah!” I said, wantonly thrusting my hips against hers.“I love you, Adam.” She whispered into my ear.“I love you too babe” I said, unconvincingly.She panted so many painful grunts at first, and when I scooted up a bit I looked down to see a little bit of blood from her hymen; but eventually the sounds turned into cries of desire, as we locked eyes. I couldn’t believe how tight she was! She had me in her gorilla grip as I punished her tiny pink cunt with my cock. She was a ravished whore, my whore. Eventually, I lowered my mouth and started to lick one of her hard nipples. This pushed her over the edge.I could feel her contracting around my cock. She just cried incoherent rapid nonsense. We couldn’t have been fucking for more than fifteen minutes. I was trying hard not to cum but I could feel it moving in my balls. I was so enamored by her warm, tight cunt that I didn’t even bother trying to pull out. My body tensed up and I shot load after load of hot cum into her fertile sex. Maddie let out a gasp as she felt my seed hitting her vaginal walls. Her cunt clenched me tight and I dripped even more sticky cum into her cervix. Another Shania Twain song was playing.I just laid there, on top of her, for close to five blissful minutes.From this moment life has begunFrom this moment you are the oneRight beside you is where I belongFrom this moment onFrom this moment I have been blessedI live only for your happinessAnd for your love I’d give my last breathFrom this moment onI then finally felt myself shrink up.“Thank you.” She kissed me, “thank you.” She said weakly.Once we got ourselves cooled down, we cuddled for a little bit then got in her shower together. I got busy rinsing myself clean, then moved to let her stand under the hot spray. I wrapped my arms under hers from behind and fondled both her tits while kissing her neck and earlobes. As her arousal mounted, I gently reached one hand down and gently caressed her clit. This pushed her into a deep convulsion. She shook and started to fall back into me. I soon had to hold her up with both arms. I continued kissing her neck as she returned from her semi-conscious trance.We both toweled off, then it was time for round two! This time Maddie had me lay back while she crawled up and fondled my cock for a while. I asked if she still had any pain from her first time?“What pain? That was so long ago, Adam!” She said with a wink.She kissed and stroked my shaft. Then she mounted me and slid down onto my cock. It was euphoric reaching up and squeezing her cute tits. We stared into each other's eye, saying nothing. As Journey's ‘Faithfully' resonated the four walls of the room.Then her arousal ramped up and she got loud. After a slow interlude of soft stroking my cock while she orgasmed; she got busy getting me off with her tight cunt action. One thing I did find out though: Maddie hated sticky cum on her skin. See, this time I actually did manage to scoot up pull out on her upstroke, and sprayed cum all over her stomach & tits. She did not like this and was grossed out by the sticky liquid and made me grab some tissues immediately.The next song was ‘Perfect' by Ed Sheeran.It was fine with me that she wasn't ready to deal with my semen. It just means next time I get to squirt my love juice into her cunt, and stay there a while. I hated pulling out.We got back to the business of Sensing my motives, she said, “I went on the pill 6 months ago, so we're safe.”I beamed! “And since we've been virgins, I don't think we really need to deal with condoms, Maddie.”Maddie smiled, “I love your cock in my cunt. I don't want to feel latex. I want to feel you!”We laid there a while as the chorus bellowed out.Baby I’m, dancing in the darkWith you between my armsBarefoot on the grassListening to our favorite songI have faith in what I seeNow I know I have met an angel,In person, Darlin’ you look perfectI don’t deserve thisDarlin’ you look perfect tonightAfterglowEventually, though all good things must come to an end, and I drove away just as her parents were leaving my parents' home. My mom, saint that she was, had talked them into staying & watching a movie.The next day Mom was giddy. She told me that the Johnsons wanted me to marry their daughter. I was a bit apprehensive at first. Until the next day when Maddie sent me a long, romantic sext about how she wants my cock exclusively for herself. She wants me to knock her up after our wedding and then never stop making her pregnant. Just one baby after another. She was going to be my sex toy, and I was going to be her breeder.From that point forward, life was awesome. Throughout our remaining years of college, I never had to beg my Maddie for sex. She never said no and loved to be of service. After our wedding sex got even better, because of her praise kink. All I had to do was say good girl and then sex was like Cloud Nine for her. Thanks Mom and Dad. And Mr. and Mrs. Johnson of course. By DangerHunt69 for Literotica

Leaving Town: Part 2

Steamy Stories Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2024

Getting Policed & Propositioned.A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.So I was feeling euphoric as I continued on my way back to my family’s vacated house. This whole experience had been a fantasy of mine for a long time; that it was going so well in reality was giving me even more confidence.Car 9So, I didn’t hear the car pull in behind me. Not until the flash of blue lights and the peal of the siren, anyway!I jumped, and turned. I was on a quiet road, no other people or traffic; but a police cruiser had just pulled up to the curb right where I was walking!Had someone who had seen me walking around naked called the police? That was my first thought. It was, after all, something I had expected. My only plan for dealing with such as that had been to keep moving, and hope that by the time the cops were called and (if they decided to) responded, I would be somewhere else. But was that enough, or had my own hubris gotten the better of me and I’d underestimated the police ability to locate one naked dude somewhere in town? Or was this just a random patrol who had seen me out walking and done what any cop would do and investigate.I froze in panic, all my excitement undone in an instant. I knew I was breaking the law. Public nudity is illegal in my state. Yet here I was, stark naked on a public street, with no clothes nearby. I was potentially in real trouble.In a flash I considered my options. I’m a fit guy, and I briefly wondered about running. I wasn’t a million miles from the house now. But it wasn’t like I had access to the house any more, the keys were with the realtor. The only reason I was going back to the house was for me to put my clothes back on, get in my car and go. And could I really outrun a police cruiser? Or was it more likely that I’d just make more trouble for myself (or even; worst case scenario; end up in a car chase if the police assumed I was intoxicated and then saw me get behind the wheel)?I could pretend I was drunk, or high; or even that I was freaking out. But those weren’t sensible suggestions. Being drunk or high and naked in public would probably go down worse than being straight sober and nude; and if they thought I was crazy I might find myself getting a tazer to the balls; or even a gun pointed in my face. Even at best I’d probably end up in a hospital getting checked out when I needed to be on my way back to college.I decided that really, the only option I had was to co-operate with the cops and tell them the truth (well, a version of the truth; if at all possible I intended to leave out the part where I had masturbated publicly in front of people!).I turned and faced the cruiser. I had my hands by my sides, palms out; I didn’t want the cops to think I meant trouble.It was a lone officer driving, and he got out of the car. He was an older cop, about my dad’s age. I recognised him; I didn’t know his name but when you’ve been a teenager in a small town you get to know all the local cops, and they get to know you.“Are you alright there, son?” he asked me.I nodded. “Uh-huh, I’m fine officer.”He took a long look at me. “Where are your clothes, son?”“Um, I don’t have them with me.”“I can see that. Where are they?”I paused. "Back at my house.“"You been drinking?” He asked. “Smoked anything? Taken anything?”I shook my head. “No sir.” He looked sceptical, but appeared to take me at my word.“Then, son, do you mind telling me what you’re doing out here at this time of day in a public place without a stitch of clothing on you?”I chose my words carefully.“Well, officer,” I began, “it’s my last day in town. I’m moving away and I’m leaving tonight. And, well, I just got this idea in me that before I went I would do a little streak, just my way of seeing the town off. It seems real dumb now to say it to you but it just made me laugh at the time to think it, so I sorta dared myself to take my clothes off and run about a bit. You know, the way sometimes people do at football games and the like?”Well, it wasn’t a lie. I wasn’t sure if the sort of prolonged public nudity I had engaged in counted as ‘streaking’ exactly; but it came I think from the same motivation; that compulsion to exhibit oneself, to show my naked body to the world.The cop said nothing for a minute. I could tell he was turning my explanation over in his mind, looking to see if it held up. I had no idea if he was responding to a complaint; if he was, my story might unravel, especially if it showed I had been naked for about 90 minutes now and travelled quite far.“You know, son, that running around in public view in the altogether is against the law?”“I know, officer,” I replied, trying to sound suitably contrite. “I’m sorry for this. I meant no harm, I was just having a little fun before I leave town. But I should have thought about it more. I guess I’m in real trouble now, huh?”The cop looked thoughtful. “Well now,” he said after a while, “I wouldn’t say that.” He opened the door to his cruiser and made to lean inside, but stopped and turned back to me. “Cover yourself up a moment would you, son,” he advised. I cupped both hands over my cock and balls. I’d been very conscious of my nakedness during this whole conversation; the presence of the cop in his starchy uniform seemed to emphasise more my own nudity and vulnerability. Fortunately, my cock had stayed flaccid; I was too nervous to get aroused.Satisfied for the moment, the cop leaned back into his cruiser and picked up his radio. “Dispatch, this is car 9,” he hailed.After a moment the radio crackled back; “Dispatch. Go ahead car 9.”The cop paused, then spoke clearly. “Dispatch, has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”The woman on the other end of the radio seemed thrown by this question. “Code 3 1 4, car 9?” she repeated.“Affirmative, dispatch. Has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”“No, car 9,” the woman replied after a moment. “No call outs for code 3 1 4. Why?”“Just a conversation with a citizen, dispatch,” the cop replied. "Nothing to worry about. Car 9 out.“(I learned later that a 3 1 4 was the penal code for indecent exposure or public nudity, and if someone had called the cops about me, that would have been what would have gone out to the officer on call; although at the time it meant nothing to me).Cupped or CuffedThe cop turned back to me."Well son,” he said, “it seems like we’ve had no complaints about you. So it looks like the only law enforcement that knows you’re out here with your dingus in the wind is me."Now,” he continued, “I really should write you up with a citation, at least give you a ticket and give you a ride back home. But, you seem like a good kid. I know your folks, know of them anyway, and when you say you’re leaving town tonight I know that’s true. I think you’re a smart kid who decided to do something dumb on a goof and, well, it isn’t in me to punish you for that. How old are you, son? 18, 19?”“20,” I replied. He nodded.“I got a son around your age and he’s a smart kid too but he says and does the dumbest stuff sometimes. Not 'run around the street in your birthday suit’ dumb but still pretty dumb. I wouldn’t want to see him get into trouble for that and I doubt your daddy would want the same for you."Well,” he continued, “the way I see it is, if you can tell me you’re gonna turn around and head straight back home and put your goddamn pants back on, and you do just that, I’m willing to forget I ever saw you. Can you do that?”I nodded enthusiastically. "Of course officer. I was actually just heading-“He cut me off. "Just go, son. The longer you’re stood there with your balls out, the more likely it is someone will call it in and then I can’t ignore it.” Evidently, I learned later; there are some statutes which require a community complaint, in order to be prosecuted. Just as a cop's peace cannot be disturbed, A cop's morals cannot be outraged. The community has to initiate the complaint.I thanked him and set off in a sprint for home. I kept my hands cupped over my genitals until I was out of his sight, then I just jogged briskly, my cock swinging as I moved. I felt a great sense of relief; I’d got caught by a cop, the thing I had specifically not wanted to happen to me, and yet I’d got away with it. Had it been any other day or night I had tried this, I might well have ended up in a whole load of trouble, with the law and with my parents. But because it was my final night in town, it seemed like fate had cut me some slack and given me a cop who was willing to look the other way as long as nobody had come to any harm.Sunset DrivewayI was feeling excited again, thrilled once more by my own exposure. But I also felt a sense of sadness. I was almost back at the family home; I’d no intention of breaking my word to the cop and doing any further nude adventuring tonight. But once I got back to our old home, the fun would be over, and I’d be clothed again and on my way.I rounded the corner and headed along my old street. It was night now, and a lot of the houses were dark. There were a few lights on but I didn’t feel like I was at risk of getting into trouble here. I was nearly home anyway, and my clothes should be where I left them, on the floor by my car.Sure enough, as I walked up my driveway I could see them; crumpled jeans, boxers and a t-shirt. It had been over 2 hours since I’d last had any clothes on, and in that time I’d been seen by who knows how many people; all of them staring at my naked body and exposed cock. I’d masturbated, and ejaculated, in front of two complete strangers, shopped in a convenience store nude, and even brushed with the law and got away with it. Whatever exhibitionism I got up to in future, it would be hard to top this.As I got to the car I decided to postpone the disappointment. As it was now dark, I could probably get away with driving in the nude. As long as I kept my clothes close by, I would be able to go maybe even until my first stop for gas without dressing!Mrs. RobinsonI was walking around to where my clothes lay when I heard my name being called.“Chris?" came the shout. "Chris Gill?”I turned. Walking up the driveway towards me was a woman. I recognised her straight away. Her name was Laura. She was one of our neighbours; and the wife of a friend of my dad’s.I was busted. Ryan, Laura’s husband, was one of the people who would be keeping in touch with my parents, if only through Facebook. If she told her husband she’d caught me naked outside the house, word would get back to my mom and dad, and I’d have some awkward explaining to do. I could probably come up with an excuse to them that would cover it (as it was only in the driveway), but still, I’d have preferred not to have had to discuss it with them.“Um, hi Laura,” I said. My clothes were on the bottom step; I went to reach for them, then stopped.Laura was close now, lit by the outside light of the house, which was still on, its sensor triggered by her presence. Laura was younger than her husband by quite a few years; she was only in her late thirties, or at most forty. She was dressed, as she often was this time of night, in running gear; yoga pants and sneakers, a loose muscle vest with a sports bra top underneath it. The tight clothes hugged her athletic curves. Laura was always working out, running or exercising, and it paid off. She was flat stomached, with a rounded swing to her hips and small, but not over-small, breasts. Her face was tanned and youthful, only a few lines in the corner of her eyes. She took care of herself and never left the house without looking her best, and in my teens I had harboured more than a small crush on her. And she was currently smiling happily at me.“Chris Gill, you’re naked,” she exclaimed. “What are you doing out here naked?”“Uh, yeah,” I said, standing up. “I was just; uh; ”“I saw you earlier,” she went on. “You went out, down the street, no clothes on you at all, just like now. Have you been naked this whole time?”I decided, once again, that honesty was the best policy. It’s hard to lie when you’ve got no clothes on!“Yeah,” I said, trying to appear casual about it.“What?” she said. “You’ve been running round the neighbourhood naked?”“Yeah,” I said. “Actually I went into town.”Her eyes widened. “Like that?” She looked me up and down. I became very aware of my gaze, and my cock, which had been flaccid, began to stir.I nodded.“And you didn’t get arrested?”“Nah. A cop saw me. He was cool though.”She shook her head. “I can’t believe it,” she said. “Why on earth would you do that?”“Well,” I shrugged. “It was my last night here. I wanted to make it memorable. And besides,” my cock was slowly rising now, “I just really like being naked in front of people.”She laughed warmly. “Why am I just learning this now?” she asked in mock exasperation. "Why when this is your last night here? I’d have had you mowing our lawn naked every time Ryan was out of town!“A dozen frustrated teenage Milf fantasies fizzed in my mind. From her tone and body language I could tell that, far from being shocked or embarrassed by my naked body, Laura was enjoying the experience of seeing me exposed. My cock sprang to full attention as we talked."Front lawn?” I joked. Laura laughed again.“It would give the neighbours something to talk about,” she said. “And something tells me you’d have been quite happy to do it.”She was doing the worst job of pretending she hadn’t noticed my erection; something which only served to increase my arousal as I noticed every downward glance she was making. I confirmed to her that, yes, I’d have been more than happy to go naked in public at her direction, and I began to describe some of my prior experiences with exhibitionism, which she reacted to with humour and enthusiasm.I was rock hard now. Almost without realising it, as we talked I reached down and took my cock in my hand. I gave myself a few lazy, slow strokes, a tingle of pleasure running through me.Laura looked down again, making no attempt to hide it this time. “Naughty boy,” she said with a smile.I made no reply, instead I slowly stroked my cock again.Laura pulled off her muscle vest, exposing her tanned, flat stomach. “Is that what you want to do?” she asked.I nodded. Laura hiked herself up, sitting on the hood of my car. She parted her legs, and I stepped into that V of space between them, under the spotlight of the security lamp, ready to perform.I stroked myself, long movements up and down my shaft. I stood legs apart, crotch thrust forward, stomach muscles tight. I took my time; I had come once already, not an hour before, so I knew I would last a lot longer this time. Laura would appreciate a decent show, I thought.She watched in silence, eyes wide. She was leaning back on the front hood of my car, biting her lip, a smile teasing on her face.I stroked myself for a few minutes, finding a rhythm. I made sure she could see everything.After a while, Laura shifted. As I watched and pleasured myself, she pushed her elasticated sports bra upwards, freeing her breasts beneath, exposing them. Her skin was the same tanned shade; clearly she didn’t wear a bikini to sunbathe; her small brown nipples puckered and hard. She rolled one between thumb and forefinger, letting out a little moan of pleasure. Her other hand slid into the waistband of her yoga pants and she began to touch herself.That was it for me, and I could hold back no longer. I crested the wave of my orgasm, my shaft pulsing. Cum squirted from the end; not the geyser I had shot forth earlier but still clearly visible in the light, dripping from my cock to spot on the asphalt between myself and the car on which Laura sat. I grunted and moaned as I came, as if to force every drop of cum from my balls, and Laura laughed delightedly.My orgasm finished, I slowed then ended my stroke. I stood for a moment, still hard, a bead of cum formed on my cock head. Laura withdrew her hand from her waistband almost embarrassedly. I bent to retrieve my boxers, making as if to wipe myself with them, but Laura stopped me. Leaning forward, she slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, licking me clean. My cock was still sensitive from my orgasm, and I gasped and shivered. Laura made an appreciative noise as she let my cock plop loose from her mouth.“I wanted to blow you,” she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. “But you’re such a kinky guy, I knew you’d be happier giving me a show.”“You didn’t like the show?” I asked.“Oh, I loved it,” she smiled. “But it means I’ll never get a chance to show you what I can do, too. Now now you’re going away.”“Well,” I said, “I can always come and visit; the next time Ryan’s out of town?”She laughed. “I just might take you up on that.”We said our goodbyes then. She grabbed me in a bare-chested hug before pulling her top down, pressing her bare breasts to my naked torso. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing, and squealing delightedly. “Seriously, call me,” she said, replacing her clothing, and she headed quickly back down the driveway and away, presumably before her husband wondered where she had gone to.After that, there was little left for me to do. I gathered up my discarded clothes, tossed them into the passenger seat, and then hopped into my car and drove away from the house.On The Road To CampusI spent most of the overnight drive back to college nude, donning my t-shirt and jeans only to get gas or visit rest stops. I was nude again as I arrived on campus; it was early morning by then, and not a soul was around when I parked up by the dorm. Cautiously I opened the car door and stepped out. It wasn’t my first time being nude on campus at this sort of hour, and I knew the low light and early morning mist meant I was pretty safe to do so. But I was so tired I had no energy for fun, and picking up my loose clothes and one of my bags from the car I headed straight into the dorm.My roommate didn’t stir as I went into our room; fortunate, as I would have had to explain to him why I had walked in completely naked; and I quickly kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed.I lay back, and as sleep came quickly to me I smiled. I would miss my old home town a great deal, and I had so many fond memories of growing up there. But, I told myself, none would be quite as memorable as my last evening there.By Requiax, for Literotica

Leaving Town: Part 2

SteamyStory

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2024

Getting Policed & Propositioned.A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.So I was feeling euphoric as I continued on my way back to my family’s vacated house. This whole experience had been a fantasy of mine for a long time; that it was going so well in reality was giving me even more confidence.Car 9So, I didn’t hear the car pull in behind me. Not until the flash of blue lights and the peal of the siren, anyway!I jumped, and turned. I was on a quiet road, no other people or traffic; but a police cruiser had just pulled up to the curb right where I was walking!Had someone who had seen me walking around naked called the police? That was my first thought. It was, after all, something I had expected. My only plan for dealing with such as that had been to keep moving, and hope that by the time the cops were called and (if they decided to) responded, I would be somewhere else. But was that enough, or had my own hubris gotten the better of me and I’d underestimated the police ability to locate one naked dude somewhere in town? Or was this just a random patrol who had seen me out walking and done what any cop would do and investigate.I froze in panic, all my excitement undone in an instant. I knew I was breaking the law. Public nudity is illegal in my state. Yet here I was, stark naked on a public street, with no clothes nearby. I was potentially in real trouble.In a flash I considered my options. I’m a fit guy, and I briefly wondered about running. I wasn’t a million miles from the house now. But it wasn’t like I had access to the house any more, the keys were with the realtor. The only reason I was going back to the house was for me to put my clothes back on, get in my car and go. And could I really outrun a police cruiser? Or was it more likely that I’d just make more trouble for myself (or even; worst case scenario; end up in a car chase if the police assumed I was intoxicated and then saw me get behind the wheel)?I could pretend I was drunk, or high; or even that I was freaking out. But those weren’t sensible suggestions. Being drunk or high and naked in public would probably go down worse than being straight sober and nude; and if they thought I was crazy I might find myself getting a tazer to the balls; or even a gun pointed in my face. Even at best I’d probably end up in a hospital getting checked out when I needed to be on my way back to college.I decided that really, the only option I had was to co-operate with the cops and tell them the truth (well, a version of the truth; if at all possible I intended to leave out the part where I had masturbated publicly in front of people!).I turned and faced the cruiser. I had my hands by my sides, palms out; I didn’t want the cops to think I meant trouble.It was a lone officer driving, and he got out of the car. He was an older cop, about my dad’s age. I recognised him; I didn’t know his name but when you’ve been a teenager in a small town you get to know all the local cops, and they get to know you.“Are you alright there, son?” he asked me.I nodded. “Uh-huh, I’m fine officer.”He took a long look at me. “Where are your clothes, son?”“Um, I don’t have them with me.”“I can see that. Where are they?”I paused. "Back at my house.“"You been drinking?” He asked. “Smoked anything? Taken anything?”I shook my head. “No sir.” He looked sceptical, but appeared to take me at my word.“Then, son, do you mind telling me what you’re doing out here at this time of day in a public place without a stitch of clothing on you?”I chose my words carefully.“Well, officer,” I began, “it’s my last day in town. I’m moving away and I’m leaving tonight. And, well, I just got this idea in me that before I went I would do a little streak, just my way of seeing the town off. It seems real dumb now to say it to you but it just made me laugh at the time to think it, so I sorta dared myself to take my clothes off and run about a bit. You know, the way sometimes people do at football games and the like?”Well, it wasn’t a lie. I wasn’t sure if the sort of prolonged public nudity I had engaged in counted as ‘streaking’ exactly; but it came I think from the same motivation; that compulsion to exhibit oneself, to show my naked body to the world.The cop said nothing for a minute. I could tell he was turning my explanation over in his mind, looking to see if it held up. I had no idea if he was responding to a complaint; if he was, my story might unravel, especially if it showed I had been naked for about 90 minutes now and travelled quite far.“You know, son, that running around in public view in the altogether is against the law?”“I know, officer,” I replied, trying to sound suitably contrite. “I’m sorry for this. I meant no harm, I was just having a little fun before I leave town. But I should have thought about it more. I guess I’m in real trouble now, huh?”The cop looked thoughtful. “Well now,” he said after a while, “I wouldn’t say that.” He opened the door to his cruiser and made to lean inside, but stopped and turned back to me. “Cover yourself up a moment would you, son,” he advised. I cupped both hands over my cock and balls. I’d been very conscious of my nakedness during this whole conversation; the presence of the cop in his starchy uniform seemed to emphasise more my own nudity and vulnerability. Fortunately, my cock had stayed flaccid; I was too nervous to get aroused.Satisfied for the moment, the cop leaned back into his cruiser and picked up his radio. “Dispatch, this is car 9,” he hailed.After a moment the radio crackled back; “Dispatch. Go ahead car 9.”The cop paused, then spoke clearly. “Dispatch, has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”The woman on the other end of the radio seemed thrown by this question. “Code 3 1 4, car 9?” she repeated.“Affirmative, dispatch. Has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”“No, car 9,” the woman replied after a moment. “No call outs for code 3 1 4. Why?”“Just a conversation with a citizen, dispatch,” the cop replied. "Nothing to worry about. Car 9 out.“(I learned later that a 3 1 4 was the penal code for indecent exposure or public nudity, and if someone had called the cops about me, that would have been what would have gone out to the officer on call; although at the time it meant nothing to me).Cupped or CuffedThe cop turned back to me."Well son,” he said, “it seems like we’ve had no complaints about you. So it looks like the only law enforcement that knows you’re out here with your dingus in the wind is me."Now,” he continued, “I really should write you up with a citation, at least give you a ticket and give you a ride back home. But, you seem like a good kid. I know your folks, know of them anyway, and when you say you’re leaving town tonight I know that’s true. I think you’re a smart kid who decided to do something dumb on a goof and, well, it isn’t in me to punish you for that. How old are you, son? 18, 19?”“20,” I replied. He nodded.“I got a son around your age and he’s a smart kid too but he says and does the dumbest stuff sometimes. Not 'run around the street in your birthday suit’ dumb but still pretty dumb. I wouldn’t want to see him get into trouble for that and I doubt your daddy would want the same for you."Well,” he continued, “the way I see it is, if you can tell me you’re gonna turn around and head straight back home and put your goddamn pants back on, and you do just that, I’m willing to forget I ever saw you. Can you do that?”I nodded enthusiastically. "Of course officer. I was actually just heading-“He cut me off. "Just go, son. The longer you’re stood there with your balls out, the more likely it is someone will call it in and then I can’t ignore it.” Evidently, I learned later; there are some statutes which require a community complaint, in order to be prosecuted. Just as a cop's peace cannot be disturbed, A cop's morals cannot be outraged. The community has to initiate the complaint.I thanked him and set off in a sprint for home. I kept my hands cupped over my genitals until I was out of his sight, then I just jogged briskly, my cock swinging as I moved. I felt a great sense of relief; I’d got caught by a cop, the thing I had specifically not wanted to happen to me, and yet I’d got away with it. Had it been any other day or night I had tried this, I might well have ended up in a whole load of trouble, with the law and with my parents. But because it was my final night in town, it seemed like fate had cut me some slack and given me a cop who was willing to look the other way as long as nobody had come to any harm.Sunset DrivewayI was feeling excited again, thrilled once more by my own exposure. But I also felt a sense of sadness. I was almost back at the family home; I’d no intention of breaking my word to the cop and doing any further nude adventuring tonight. But once I got back to our old home, the fun would be over, and I’d be clothed again and on my way.I rounded the corner and headed along my old street. It was night now, and a lot of the houses were dark. There were a few lights on but I didn’t feel like I was at risk of getting into trouble here. I was nearly home anyway, and my clothes should be where I left them, on the floor by my car.Sure enough, as I walked up my driveway I could see them; crumpled jeans, boxers and a t-shirt. It had been over 2 hours since I’d last had any clothes on, and in that time I’d been seen by who knows how many people; all of them staring at my naked body and exposed cock. I’d masturbated, and ejaculated, in front of two complete strangers, shopped in a convenience store nude, and even brushed with the law and got away with it. Whatever exhibitionism I got up to in future, it would be hard to top this.As I got to the car I decided to postpone the disappointment. As it was now dark, I could probably get away with driving in the nude. As long as I kept my clothes close by, I would be able to go maybe even until my first stop for gas without dressing!Mrs. RobinsonI was walking around to where my clothes lay when I heard my name being called.“Chris?" came the shout. "Chris Gill?”I turned. Walking up the driveway towards me was a woman. I recognised her straight away. Her name was Laura. She was one of our neighbours; and the wife of a friend of my dad’s.I was busted. Ryan, Laura’s husband, was one of the people who would be keeping in touch with my parents, if only through Facebook. If she told her husband she’d caught me naked outside the house, word would get back to my mom and dad, and I’d have some awkward explaining to do. I could probably come up with an excuse to them that would cover it (as it was only in the driveway), but still, I’d have preferred not to have had to discuss it with them.“Um, hi Laura,” I said. My clothes were on the bottom step; I went to reach for them, then stopped.Laura was close now, lit by the outside light of the house, which was still on, its sensor triggered by her presence. Laura was younger than her husband by quite a few years; she was only in her late thirties, or at most forty. She was dressed, as she often was this time of night, in running gear; yoga pants and sneakers, a loose muscle vest with a sports bra top underneath it. The tight clothes hugged her athletic curves. Laura was always working out, running or exercising, and it paid off. She was flat stomached, with a rounded swing to her hips and small, but not over-small, breasts. Her face was tanned and youthful, only a few lines in the corner of her eyes. She took care of herself and never left the house without looking her best, and in my teens I had harboured more than a small crush on her. And she was currently smiling happily at me.“Chris Gill, you’re naked,” she exclaimed. “What are you doing out here naked?”“Uh, yeah,” I said, standing up. “I was just; uh; ”“I saw you earlier,” she went on. “You went out, down the street, no clothes on you at all, just like now. Have you been naked this whole time?”I decided, once again, that honesty was the best policy. It’s hard to lie when you’ve got no clothes on!“Yeah,” I said, trying to appear casual about it.“What?” she said. “You’ve been running round the neighbourhood naked?”“Yeah,” I said. “Actually I went into town.”Her eyes widened. “Like that?” She looked me up and down. I became very aware of my gaze, and my cock, which had been flaccid, began to stir.I nodded.“And you didn’t get arrested?”“Nah. A cop saw me. He was cool though.”She shook her head. “I can’t believe it,” she said. “Why on earth would you do that?”“Well,” I shrugged. “It was my last night here. I wanted to make it memorable. And besides,” my cock was slowly rising now, “I just really like being naked in front of people.”She laughed warmly. “Why am I just learning this now?” she asked in mock exasperation. "Why when this is your last night here? I’d have had you mowing our lawn naked every time Ryan was out of town!“A dozen frustrated teenage Milf fantasies fizzed in my mind. From her tone and body language I could tell that, far from being shocked or embarrassed by my naked body, Laura was enjoying the experience of seeing me exposed. My cock sprang to full attention as we talked."Front lawn?” I joked. Laura laughed again.“It would give the neighbours something to talk about,” she said. “And something tells me you’d have been quite happy to do it.”She was doing the worst job of pretending she hadn’t noticed my erection; something which only served to increase my arousal as I noticed every downward glance she was making. I confirmed to her that, yes, I’d have been more than happy to go naked in public at her direction, and I began to describe some of my prior experiences with exhibitionism, which she reacted to with humour and enthusiasm.I was rock hard now. Almost without realising it, as we talked I reached down and took my cock in my hand. I gave myself a few lazy, slow strokes, a tingle of pleasure running through me.Laura looked down again, making no attempt to hide it this time. “Naughty boy,” she said with a smile.I made no reply, instead I slowly stroked my cock again.Laura pulled off her muscle vest, exposing her tanned, flat stomach. “Is that what you want to do?” she asked.I nodded. Laura hiked herself up, sitting on the hood of my car. She parted her legs, and I stepped into that V of space between them, under the spotlight of the security lamp, ready to perform.I stroked myself, long movements up and down my shaft. I stood legs apart, crotch thrust forward, stomach muscles tight. I took my time; I had come once already, not an hour before, so I knew I would last a lot longer this time. Laura would appreciate a decent show, I thought.She watched in silence, eyes wide. She was leaning back on the front hood of my car, biting her lip, a smile teasing on her face.I stroked myself for a few minutes, finding a rhythm. I made sure she could see everything.After a while, Laura shifted. As I watched and pleasured myself, she pushed her elasticated sports bra upwards, freeing her breasts beneath, exposing them. Her skin was the same tanned shade; clearly she didn’t wear a bikini to sunbathe; her small brown nipples puckered and hard. She rolled one between thumb and forefinger, letting out a little moan of pleasure. Her other hand slid into the waistband of her yoga pants and she began to touch herself.That was it for me, and I could hold back no longer. I crested the wave of my orgasm, my shaft pulsing. Cum squirted from the end; not the geyser I had shot forth earlier but still clearly visible in the light, dripping from my cock to spot on the asphalt between myself and the car on which Laura sat. I grunted and moaned as I came, as if to force every drop of cum from my balls, and Laura laughed delightedly.My orgasm finished, I slowed then ended my stroke. I stood for a moment, still hard, a bead of cum formed on my cock head. Laura withdrew her hand from her waistband almost embarrassedly. I bent to retrieve my boxers, making as if to wipe myself with them, but Laura stopped me. Leaning forward, she slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, licking me clean. My cock was still sensitive from my orgasm, and I gasped and shivered. Laura made an appreciative noise as she let my cock plop loose from her mouth.“I wanted to blow you,” she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. “But you’re such a kinky guy, I knew you’d be happier giving me a show.”“You didn’t like the show?” I asked.“Oh, I loved it,” she smiled. “But it means I’ll never get a chance to show you what I can do, too. Now now you’re going away.”“Well,” I said, “I can always come and visit; the next time Ryan’s out of town?”She laughed. “I just might take you up on that.”We said our goodbyes then. She grabbed me in a bare-chested hug before pulling her top down, pressing her bare breasts to my naked torso. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing, and squealing delightedly. “Seriously, call me,” she said, replacing her clothing, and she headed quickly back down the driveway and away, presumably before her husband wondered where she had gone to.After that, there was little left for me to do. I gathered up my discarded clothes, tossed them into the passenger seat, and then hopped into my car and drove away from the house.On The Road To CampusI spent most of the overnight drive back to college nude, donning my t-shirt and jeans only to get gas or visit rest stops. I was nude again as I arrived on campus; it was early morning by then, and not a soul was around when I parked up by the dorm. Cautiously I opened the car door and stepped out. It wasn’t my first time being nude on campus at this sort of hour, and I knew the low light and early morning mist meant I was pretty safe to do so. But I was so tired I had no energy for fun, and picking up my loose clothes and one of my bags from the car I headed straight into the dorm.My roommate didn’t stir as I went into our room; fortunate, as I would have had to explain to him why I had walked in completely naked; and I quickly kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed.I lay back, and as sleep came quickly to me I smiled. I would miss my old home town a great deal, and I had so many fond memories of growing up there. But, I told myself, none would be quite as memorable as my last evening there.By Requiax, for Literotica

Episode #168: Sam Nelson (Ricky Nelson, Ozzie Nelson, Harriet Nelson) (Part Two)

Rarified Heir Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 6, 2024 50:18

Today on Part two of our interview with Sam Nelson on the Rarified Heir Podcast, we talk about what it was like being the son of Rick Nelson and grandson of Ozzie & Harriet Nelson about growing up, well, Nelson. On part one we discussed with Sam how he became the keeper of the flame for the family business as the archivist & producer for the TV show & new DVD box set The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet. But on this episode, Sam opens up to us about all sorts of things. From the wonderful and exciting to the tragic and the spooky. Sam grew up very much the stuff of tabloid fodder while just in elementary school. Imagine going to the supermarket and seeing your picture on the cover of People magazine or the National Enquirer. We get into it. We also get into some really terrific stuff as well. What was Rick Nelson favorite hobby? What was his favorite ice cream shop? A-ha…you are going to have to listen to part two for details on this hard hitting topic. Plus, we learn about the history and the ghostly stories surrounding the Nelson household that are the stuff of legend. Once owned by another very famous Hollywood actor, Sam tells us some truly bizarre and hair (not heir) raising tales of this haunted house in the Hollywood Hills. Evidently, a famous pop star owns it now. Again, you are going to have to take a listen to this second episode of our interview with Sam Nelson on the Rarified Heir Podcast to learn more. We promise, it's another all-encompassing, honest, raw and intense episode. Take a listen.

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WOW! SO THEY JUST TOOK THE WHOLE DAMN THING EVIDENTLY: HOUR FOUR: 02/05/24

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 5, 2024 34:53

Headlines with a radio station in Alabama getting jacked out of about 200 feet of pure steel THE FOF HOTLINE IS OPEN 24/7, CALL NOW, 864-241-4318

LADIES YOU GOT THE WORST EVIDENTLY

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 30, 2024 1:17

Sorry but according to the internet it's true

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Ep.92 - Scott Pilgrim Did Not, Evidently, Get It Together

Zannen, Canada

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 28, 2024 72:24

Scott Pilgrim means a lot of things to a lot of people. He especially means a lot of things to his creator, Bryan Lee O'Malley, which led to a few surprises in the recent anime series Scott Pilgrim Takes Off. And now that Scott Pilgrim is officially anime... well we've gotta talk about him! Hazel and Bell return to chat about the impact Scott Pilgrim had on their lives, the new show and the possibility that this Canadian folk hero has perhaps lost a bit of his Canadian-ness.

Down South Anomalies #66 Hauntology: Eldritch in the Backrooms

UNTOLD RADIO AM

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 27, 2024 70:46

Jay and Aspasia explore the nexus point where 21st century philosophy, cultural theory and popular fan based art collide. This collision reflects a world of lost futures that are haunted by the imagery and ghosts of past generations. Exploring the graphic art of Simon Stalenhag's "The Electric State", the hauntology writings of cultural theorist Mark Fisher and the creepypasta that became 'The Backrooms'. Evidently popular culture is now telling us that the new elephant in the room goes by the name of Eldritch.

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Anticipation Mounts Over Trump's Potential VP in Vibrant 2024 Race

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 24, 2024 4:26

Recent political chatter in New Hampshire highlights eager anticipation around the running mate choice for a potential 2024 Trump presidential bid. Noted by Kate from Maine, she expressed an avid desire for the candidate to be 'significantly more youthful'. A younger companion could bring a breath of vitality to the political landscape. The gravity and importance of the vice-presidential role were greatly emphasized in her view. Undeniably, age remains a fundamental topic within such discussions. With President Biden currently upholding the mantle of the nation's oldest standing commander-in-chief at 81, it's noteworthy that his predecessor, Trump, at age 77, held the same record prior. A hefty responsibility lies in the hands of such individuals and their deputies, underlining the necessity of a robust team. Echoing the sentiment regarding a need for supportive companionship, Irene of Massachusetts marked primary support for Trump as the paramount quality she looks out for in a running mate. A reinforcement of the leading candidate's vision and mission is what she holds in the highest regard, superseding other concerns. Evidently, political alignment and shared objectives serve as a cornerstone in their ideal pairing. Michael voices a higher power's involvement and guidance as a critical element for the next presidential office bearer. 'Our president needs divine assistance', he laments, hinting at the monumental task of remedying the nation's current predicament. Perceived as a Herculean endeavor, this impending mission stirs sentiments of both anxiety and hope.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Rock, Paper, Python

That Don‘t Sound Right

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 21, 2024 25:52

Welcome to Saturday night and a new episode of That Don't Sound Right! Peter and Cecil were given a hypothetical battle to discuss, Python versus Alligator. The Florida Everglades have been invaded by Pythons. What happens if one of these new kids on the block crosses paths with an Alligator. Evidently, a discussion breaks out. Choose your side and send us an email. And remember, feral pig beats everything. Be sure to visit Wonderfully Made Designs for valentine gifts or our merchandise store on Spring. Thank you for listening. Take a minute this week and post us on your social media, it will help others find us! #TDSR #Python #Alligator #Feralpig MERCHANDISE https://that-dont-sound-right.creator-spring.com/ WEBSITE https://thatdontsoundright.com/ tdsrpodcast@gmail.com tdsrpodcast on Instagram Wonderfully Made Designs - Custom T-Shirts and Decals, Contact Casey on Facebook @ WonderfullyMadeDesigns139.14. Use Code TDSR10 for 10% off your first

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Do You Inspire Courage, or Fear, in Others?

The Tom Short Show

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 19, 2024 16:01

The Apostle Paul said his imprisonment led to the greater progress of the gospel. How could that be?Evidently, when other believers saw Paul suffering for the faith, they felt compelled to preach in his place.Why is this? Why was his courage contagious?Join me for today's Daily Word & Prayer to learn moreScripture Used in Today's MessagePhilippians 1:12-14Acts 4:18-21Who do you know that needs to hear today's message? Go ahead and forward this to them, along with a prayer that God will use it in their life.To find Tom on Instagram, Facebook, TicTok, and elsewhere, go to linktr.ee/tomthepreacher To support Tom Short Campus Ministries, click herehttps://www.tomthepreacher.com/supportHave you read my book, "Takin' it to Their Turf"?If not, you may request a copy on my website, www.TomthePreacher.comWe send a copy to anyone who donates to our ministry, but if you can't do so, simply request a copy by sending us an email.************ Do you want to have all your sins forgiven and know God personally? *********Check out my video "The Bridge Diagram" at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0Kjwrlind8&t=1sCheck out my website, www.TomthePreacher.com, to learn more about my ministry and sign up for my daily email. And make sure to request a copy of my book, Takin' it to Their Turf, when you visit my website.Check out my videos on this channel to learn how to answer tough questions challenging our faith.

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Hour 2: Evidently we've all been petting our cats incorrectly

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 17, 2024 33:32

4pm - Trump is the “Comeback Kid” // Trump's post caucus speech // Rachel Maddow interrupts Trump; “refuses to air lie filled victory speech” // Vivek Drops Out; Endorses Trump // Evidently we’ve all been petting our cats incorrectly // Why treating our pets like members of the family might be bad for them // Apparently there’s not a general consensus on how often one should change their underwear… And doctors are warning about potential health hazards

Trump Wins Big In 2024 Iowa Caucus

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 16, 2024 8:00

In the 2024 Iowa Republican caucus, the former President made an impressive showing with an unequivocal advantage. His clear dominance was such that CNN found themselves compelled to declare him the victor of the decisive Iowa caucus. His strong position came as no surprise, with observations of his steady lead in the Republican primaries pointing to an expected victory. According to CNN's report, out of all potential caucus-goers, nearly half preferred him as their top choice, while other potential candidates trailed significantly. Subsequent candidates such as the past South Carolina Governor Nikki Haley and the incumbent Florida Governor, Ron DeSantis, could garner support from only 20% and 16% of caucus-goers respectively. As per their report, the remaining of the field managed to claim less than 10% of the intended caucus-goer votes. The trend of the former President's stronghold continued from earlier polls conducted in December and October, revealing his firm grip over a majority of potential caucus-goers. Among those who participated in the caucus, a significant 68% were certain about their choice, with supporters' loyalty heightened during the final campaigning period from January 7 to January 12. In this group, a remarkable 82% of the former President's supporters had firmly committed to his campaign, an increase from 70% in December. This unwavering support contrasted with that of the followership of Nikki Haley and Ron DeSantis, whose committed voter bases were 63% and 64% respectively. Notably, it was the first time a majority of their supporters solidified through NBC/DMR's poll measure tracking. One weekend, the former President took a critical public stance against Fox News, accusing the network of backing his Republican primary opponents unduly. His disdain was particularly aimed at their coverage of a poll that had been purportedly conducted by CNN; the poll suggested that Nikki Haley remained a single digit trailing agitator in the New Hampshire Republican primary. The former head of state dismissed the poll as an 'outlier' that didn't align with the real scenario. Moreover, the former President expressed his disapproval of Steve Doocy, a prominent Fox & Friends anchor. In his social platform, he alluded to Doocy's futile attempts in 'saving DeSanctimonious', a term that can be interpreted metaphorically for his competitor, Florida's Governor Ron DeSantis. This official critique appeared to be a direct response to DeSantis' campaign strategies, including his bid on resources and his attempt toward notable performance in the Iowa caucuses. In New Hampshire, a poll conducted by CNN and the University of New Hampshire disclosed Nikki Haley's less than preferred position behind the former President, standing at 32% against 39%. However, the ex-President's nationwide stronghold over the Republican primary field remained unscathed with a substantial lead over DeSantis. Within the confines of Iowa, the former President led with an overwhelming margin of 30 points over DeSantis, as stated by FiveThirtyEight's poll tracker. Even though DeSantis had dedicated considerable resources for campaigning within Iowa, which comprised visits to all the 99 counties and securing an endorsement from Governor Kim Reynolds, he couldn't shrink the significant lead established by the former President. The already expanding popularity among average Americans and working-class demographic was only gaining more momentum for the former President, with noticeable acceleration since the last few months. Fresh polling data from The Center Square, in coordination with Noble Predictive Insights, further evidenced the former President's solid support base, especially among Republican voters earning under $50,000 and those without a college degree. The polls included 2,573 potential voters and showed that an impressive majority preferred the former President over any of his GOP challengers. Among them, 61% opted for him, leaving other candidates trailing with less considerable figures. Nikki Haley and Ron DeSantis, former U.S. Ambassador to the United Nations and Florida's Governor, secured the support of just 13% and 12% of the voters, respectively. Businessman Vivek Ramaswamy could bag only 7%, while the former New Jersey Governor, Chris Christie, despite having suspended his campaign, could still garner 2% as reported by The Center Square. Evidently, no other candidate could even come close to the former President's foothold of support across probable Republican voters and Republican-leaning voters. A segment of the analysis confirmed the strength and width of the former President's support among voters from different income categories. Among voters earning less than $50,000 annually, the former President captured 70% support. A slightly lower dominance was observed among those earning between $50,000 to $100,000, where he stood at 58%, and the figure dropped a little further to 51% among those earning over $100,000 a year. However, even at the decreased percentage, the combined support for the former President outpaced that of all his Republican competitors together in all income groups. Voters with no college degree were found to rally behind him substantially, with a 68% support rate, significantly more than the 48% support he enjoyed among those with a degree. This immense popularity among diverse socioeconomic groups further attests to the broad appeal of the former President among the Republican base. Overall, the Iowa Republican caucus results and subsequent polling data reaffirm the enduring influence of the seasoned politician. Against his challenger candidates in the primaries, he demonstrated a robust position that reflects his strategic campaign and high degree of support from various quarters. His dominance looks set to continue, indicating he may be a strong contender for the Republican ticket in the 2024 presidential race. While individual contenders remain, they have yet to gain enough momentum to effectively challenge his leadership within the party. Given this, it will be interesting to see how these dynamics evolve in the upcoming months leading to the primary elections. It is clear, however, that even amid competitors making strategic moves, resorting to endorsements, or trying out varied campaign strategies, the former President remains a force within his party. His preponderance is incisively recognized among those who are targeted by different campaigns. His formidable strength comes from his unwavering supporters, who stay committed despite alternative options. It seems they look up to his resolute leadership characterized by firm decisions and consistent values, which resonate with their own beliefs. Regardless of how the narratives steer in the impending days, the former President's commanding lead projects an intimidating challenge for any GOP contender aspiring to supersede his position. However, the democratic principle encourages the ultimate decision to rest within the hands of the voters. Therefore, the following months leading to the 2024 Republican primary promise to unleash multitude of suspenseful episodes and decisive moments. https://www.realnewsnow.com/trump-wins-big-in-2024-iowa-caucus/ Read more on Real News Now Follow RNN on Social Media Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RealNewsNowApp/ X Twitter: https://twitter.com/realnewsapp Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/realnews/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@realnewsnowapp TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@realnewsnowapp Threads: https://www.threads.net/@realnews/ Truth Social: https://truthsocial.com/@RealNews Video: https://youtu.be/Pjcbb6R1p8A Real News Now PodcastSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 1: Washington introduces bill to keep Trump off ballot

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 12, 2024 34:17

3pm - GUEST: Matt Marcovich - Washington introduces bill to keep Trump off ballot // Another Washington bill proposes categorizing student athletes by chromosomal makeup // The Washington Police Pursuit measure has been certified and WILL be on the November Ballot // Large majority of Americans believe in ghosts, aliens and the devil // Evidently the top brass at eBay operate like the mob if you upset them

Hour 4: The Washington Police Pursuit measure has been certified

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 12, 2024 34:17

6pm - GUEST: Matt Marcovich - Washington introduces bill to keep Trump off ballot // Another Washington bill proposes categorizing student athletes by chromosomal makeup // The Washington Police Pursuit measure has been certified and WILL be on the November Ballot // Large majority of Americans believe in ghosts, aliens and the devil // Evidently the top brass at eBay operate like the mob if you upset them

Trump Hints that he Has Made Up his Mind for 2024 VP Selection

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 11, 2024 6:00

It appears that Donald Trump, our previous U.S. President, hinted at his preferred candidate for a running mate if he fortifies his decision to make a run in the 2024 presidential race. During a town hall meeting in Iowa aired on Fox News, when asked about his potential vice presidential choice, he coyly replied, "I know who it's going to be," yet not disclosing any names to keep us wondering. Following the town hall, his team clarified to NBC News that no final decisions have been made regarding his VP pick, and Trump's decision will be announced at the right time. Although in the town hall Mr. Trump steered clear of unraveling the mystery further, he didn't hesitate expressing his newfound admiration for Chris Christie. The former New Jersey governor was part of the conjecture, as he'd earlier chosen to withdraw from the race. Trump commended him but was skeptical about whether Christie would fit the vice president's bill. Evidently, we are left with the potent suspense of the identity of Trump's favored running partner in the forthcoming GOP nomination. Given his near-monopolistic control over the Republican nomination for the 2024 election according to various polls, a looming question persists - who will share the dais as his running mate if he secures his spot? An exclusive report by The Messenger, including interviews with a dozen esteemed Republicans and some of Trump's advisors, suggests that the selection has been narrowed down. The suspense remains, fueling the national speculation and keen anticipation.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

EVIDENTLY WE GOTTA SHORTEN EVERYTHING NOW

The REAL David Knight Show

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 3, 2024 1:04

Nobody has an attention span anymore

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21Dec23 Alex Jones 2020: TrumpShot is Harmless "Sugar Water". Yeah, Here's the Clip Showing He'll Kill You to Suck Up to Trump & Make Money

The David Knight Show

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 21, 2023 181:59

(2:00) Trump and the ballot — this is an opportunity for all the GOP to declare their loyalty to Trump as Ramaswamy makes his bid for VP. But the Colorado GOP has a plan even if Trump loses at SCOTUS. But if he wins (likely) it could be a YUGE win for Jan6 prisoners with a ruling on whether it was an "insurrection" or not. (12:07) allot access has ALWAYS been the beginning of rigging elections, usually with the 2 major parties colluding to exclude 3rd parties and independents. (16:56) TX Lt Gov says maybe they should take Biden off the ballot. It's pure demagoguery but it touches on how Trump, Biden and BOTH parties are getting away with the most serious crimes ever committed by American politicians against the American people (18:45) Trump in Iowa accuses Biden of "barely mentioning God". Can't make this hypocrisy up (27:30) When it comes to lockdowns, and the "pandemic" response, "Silence is NOT Golden" says Jeffrey Tucker. But everyone from politicians, to pundits, to the people want to move on and forget it happened (36:00) Why I never believed COVID was a Wuhan bioweapon, and the conflict with people at Infowars who also knew better (45:59) WATCH Alex Jones 2020: TrumpShot is harmless "Sugar Water" Warn people about vaccines for 20 years, then tell them the mRNA jab is harmless "Sugar Water", that Trump is protecting you from the bad Gates vaccine. (58:28) Tucker Carlson's still playing it cagey, talking about Building 7 AGAIN, but pretending he doesn't know but should be able to ask question. Is that all he needs to do for the Trump crowd? Evidently so. (1:08:22) NYT reporter sued for slandering man who was killed by TrumpShot ("sugar water"). His death certificate even spells it out. The slandering "reporter" is the NYT reporter covering "misinfo" for his BigPharma sponsors (1:20:21) The DARPA/Raytheon $10M project is not the only one trying to replicate Nikola Tesla's wireless, long distance energy transmission. A private company is also working on it (1:28:14) Anniversary of the Wright Brothers — First in Flight. What lessons can we learn from them for today about science, authority and homeschooling? (1:34:00) INTERVIEW The Federal Reserve Conspiracy Tony Arterburn, DavidKnight.gold, the ultimate fight for control is over who controls the money. (2:13:00) Reason & John Stossel cheer self-driving cars! What? They make the same mistake with self-driving cars that they made by imagining that corporations were censoring by themselves instead of being directed by government (2:26:16) TN brings the first lawsuit against BlackRock for ESG fraud. Are they in business to coerce a government agenda or are they in business to make money? They've defrauded their investors (2:32:31) John Oliver uses his program to attack homeschooling. But his REAL target is parental rights. You should have permission to be a parent (2:37:40) Depopulation is now a worldwide problem. Did Hungary and Poland have a solution? (2:51:41) Sam Altman — another billionaire transhumanist who thinks death is a disease he can cure. He's deaf to the simplest messages found in some popular Christmas carols.Find out more about the show and where you can watch it at TheDavidKnightShow.comIf you would like to support the show and our family please consider subscribing monthly here: SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/the-david-knight-showOr you can send a donation throughMail: David Knight POB 994 Kodak, TN 37764Zelle: @DavidKnightShow@protonmail.comCash App at: $davidknightshowBTC to: bc1qkuec29hkuye4xse9unh7nptvu3y9qmv24vanh7Money is only what YOU hold: Go to DavidKnight.gold for great deals on physical gold/silverFor 10% off Gerald Celente's prescient Trends Journal, go to TrendsJournal.com and enter the code KNIGHT

21Dec23 Alex Jones 2020: TrumpShot is Harmless "Sugar Water". Yeah, Here's the Clip Showing He'll Kill You to Suck Up to Trump & Make Money

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 21, 2023 181:59

(2:00) Trump and the ballot — this is an opportunity for all the GOP to declare their loyalty to Trump as Ramaswamy makes his bid for VP. But the Colorado GOP has a plan even if Trump loses at SCOTUS. But if he wins (likely) it could be a YUGE win for Jan6 prisoners with a ruling on whether it was an "insurrection" or not. (12:07) allot access has ALWAYS been the beginning of rigging elections, usually with the 2 major parties colluding to exclude 3rd parties and independents. (16:56) TX Lt Gov says maybe they should take Biden off the ballot. It's pure demagoguery but it touches on how Trump, Biden and BOTH parties are getting away with the most serious crimes ever committed by American politicians against the American people (18:45) Trump in Iowa accuses Biden of "barely mentioning God". Can't make this hypocrisy up (27:30) When it comes to lockdowns, and the "pandemic" response, "Silence is NOT Golden" says Jeffrey Tucker. But everyone from politicians, to pundits, to the people want to move on and forget it happened (36:00) Why I never believed COVID was a Wuhan bioweapon, and the conflict with people at Infowars who also knew better (45:59) WATCH Alex Jones 2020: TrumpShot is harmless "Sugar Water" Warn people about vaccines for 20 years, then tell them the mRNA jab is harmless "Sugar Water", that Trump is protecting you from the bad Gates vaccine. (58:28) Tucker Carlson's still playing it cagey, talking about Building 7 AGAIN, but pretending he doesn't know but should be able to ask question. Is that all he needs to do for the Trump crowd? Evidently so. (1:08:22) NYT reporter sued for slandering man who was killed by TrumpShot ("sugar water"). His death certificate even spells it out. The slandering "reporter" is the NYT reporter covering "misinfo" for his BigPharma sponsors (1:20:21) The DARPA/Raytheon $10M project is not the only one trying to replicate Nikola Tesla's wireless, long distance energy transmission. A private company is also working on it (1:28:14) Anniversary of the Wright Brothers — First in Flight. What lessons can we learn from them for today about science, authority and homeschooling? (1:34:00) INTERVIEW The Federal Reserve Conspiracy Tony Arterburn, DavidKnight.gold, the ultimate fight for control is over who controls the money. (2:13:00) Reason & John Stossel cheer self-driving cars! What? They make the same mistake with self-driving cars that they made by imagining that corporations were censoring by themselves instead of being directed by government (2:26:16) TN brings the first lawsuit against BlackRock for ESG fraud. Are they in business to coerce a government agenda or are they in business to make money? They've defrauded their investors (2:32:31) John Oliver uses his program to attack homeschooling. But his REAL target is parental rights. You should have permission to be a parent (2:37:40) Depopulation is now a worldwide problem. Did Hungary and Poland have a solution? (2:51:41) Sam Altman — another billionaire transhumanist who thinks death is a disease he can cure. He's deaf to the simplest messages found in some popular Christmas carols.Find out more about the show and where you can watch it at TheDavidKnightShow.comIf you would like to support the show and our family please consider subscribing monthly here: SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/the-david-knight-showOr you can send a donation throughMail: David Knight POB 994 Kodak, TN 37764Zelle: @DavidKnightShow@protonmail.comCash App at: $davidknightshowBTC to: bc1qkuec29hkuye4xse9unh7nptvu3y9qmv24vanh7Money is only what YOU hold: Go to DavidKnight.gold for great deals on physical gold/silverFor 10% off Gerald Celente's prescient Trends Journal, go to TrendsJournal.com and enter the code KNIGHT

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