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Saint Faustina’s Diary in a Year
Day 16: Diary Entries 68-70

Saint Faustina’s Diary in a Year

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 18, 2024 6:25


"Evidently, God wanted me to give Him glory through suffering," St. Faustina writes. Listen in as Fr. Joseph Roesch, MIC, reads from this modern spiritual classic.The Lord's “Secretary of Divine Mercy,” St. Faustina, wrote what has become a modern-day spiritual classic — a blueprint for living a sacramental life in union with Jesus Christ. For anyone who may think the Diary is too thick and formidable, Fr. Joseph Roesch, MIC, has the solution. Join him for a few minutes each day as he reads from the Diary and offers commentary. Over the span of one year, you will have “read" the Diary, beginning to end, and absorbed its rich teachings.To order a copy of the Diary of Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska, visit  ShopMercy.org.

Secure Freedom Minute
America Must Really Stand with Israel Now

Secure Freedom Minute

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 15, 2024 1:00


Iran just fired 300 missiles at Israel. For various reasons – including concerted defensive efforts by the Jewish State, American forces and even Jordan – miraculously, nearly all failed to cause damage.  President Biden wants the Israelis to forego retaliation, telling Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu that the U.S. supports Israel, but not any offensive operation against the mullahs.  Evidently, having aided Israel's defense, Team Biden now intends to defend Iran. Congressional Republicans finally appear ready to really help Israel. That requires: emergency resupply of her greatly depleted arsenal; investigating the Biden administration's foreknowledge of and culpability in this Iranian assault; and standing with Israel as she responds. Clearly, the only hope of preventing the ayatollahs from doing far worse in the future is to assist the Iranian people in ending the regime that oppresses them and genocidally threatens Israel, and us.  This is Frank Gaffney.

UBM Unleavened Bread Ministries
The Word Is Our New DNA - David Eells - UBBS 4.14.2024

UBM Unleavened Bread Ministries

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 14, 2024 117:10


The Word is Our New DNA (audio) David Eells – 4/14/24 Is God your Father? If so you have His DNA. Jesus is the Word made flesh as we must be. His Word manifested in you to the extent you are ruled by it is His DNA. Scientists say, “DNA contains the instructions necessary for life.” Sound familiar? Our Fathers Word is His spiritual DNA. Below are Notes by Deb Horton of an article which reports that science has finally acknowledged that words have physical power. After removing all the New Age gobbledygook, the article acknowledges that Russian scientists have discovered that spoken words alone can and do reprogram DNA. So, the tongue conquers the curse or the tongue can bring the curse. Key points quoted from the article, which is translated from German, so the terminology will sound a little strange in English (Deborah's comments in parentheses) (David's in red): DNA can be influenced and reprogrammed by words and frequencies WITHOUT cutting out and replacing single genes. (Father didn't use this method of man.) The Russian linguists found that the genetic code, especially in the apparently useless 90% (which has been (falsely) called "junk DNA"), follows the same rules as all our human languages...(and that) human languages ... are a reflection of our inherent DNA. (So changing our Words changes our DNA. At Babel languages were confused which separated people by DNA.) One can simply use words and sentences of the human language ... to influence genetic information! This, too, was experimentally proven! Living DNA substance (in living tissue, not in vitro) will always react to language-modulated laser rays and even to radio waves, if the proper frequencies are being used. This finally and scientifically explains why affirmations ... (can) repair genetic defects. (Changing our affirmations to agree with the Word changes our DNA.) ...our body is programmable by language, words and thought. This has now been scientifically proven and explained....The individual person must work on the inner processes (i.e., casting down every thought and imagination that exalts itself against the knowledge of God) and maturity in order to establish a conscious communication with the DNA. The Russian scientists also found out that our (fallen Adamic) DNA can cause disturbing patterns ....Stress, worries or a hyperactive intellect prevent (or) distort the communication (and) make it useless. (Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee.) An ordered group consciousness creates order in its whole surroundings! When a great number of people get together very closely, potentials of violence also dissolve. (Who can be closer than the true church? We are a “chosen generation”) Researchers think that if humans with full individuality would regain group consciousness (We are one in Christ if we abide in Him.), they would have a god-like power to create, alter and shape things on Earth! (That would be when two or more of you agree on the Words of Christ it shall be done by our Father. One will chase a thousand and two ten thousand.) AND humanity is collectively moving toward such a group consciousness of the new kind. (This part is new age nonsense. Little do they know that the beginning of such a movement in our time will be the corporate Man-child Body of believers and then the corporate Bride body who follows them.) They said that when "healers" were photographed during healing sessions, they appeared as fields of light. (The Word said, He was the Light that lighteth every man.) The Neuroscience Behind Our Words OPINION Posted August 8th, 2019 | Category: BRM Capability, Business Relationship Management Research, Professional Development | Contributed by Lindsey Horton     Sticks and Stones “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me.” This phrase is reminiscent of childhood recess when we didn't want others to know how hurtful their words truly were. However, the belief that physical injury is more painful than psychological or emotional injury is not necessarily true. Scientific studies actually show that positive and negative words not only affect us on a deep psychological level, but they have a significant impact on the outcome of our lives.     Words Can Hurt Me In their neuroscience experiment, “Do Words Hurt?”, Maria Richter and collaborating scientists monitored subjects' brain responses to auditory and imagined negative words. During this process, they discovered painful or negative words increase Implicit Processing (IMP) within the subgenual anterior cingulate cortex (sACC). Put frankly, their study proved that negative words release stress and anxiety-inducing hormones in subjects. Additionally, a study found increased levels of anxiety in children associated with higher rates of negative self-talk. According to the study's abstract. (Speak the promises to your children to put faith in them.) “These results suggest negative self-talk plays a role in the generation or maintenance of anxiety in normal children.” Ultimately, negative words, whether spoken, heard, or thought, not only cause situational stress, but also contribute to long-term anxiety. (And health problems.) Naturally, the recognition that holding negative thoughts in our mind is enough to induce stress and anxiety hormones begs the question, “What effect do positive thoughts have?” In their jointly written book, Words Can Change Your Brain, Dr. Andrew Newberg, a neuroscientist at Thomas Jefferson University, and Mark Robert Waldman, a communications expert state, “a single word has the power to influence the expression of genes that regulate physical and emotional stress.” Furthermore, according to these two experts in their field, exercising positive thoughts can quite literally change one's reality. “By holding a positive and optimistic [word] in your mind, you stimulate frontal lobe activity. This area includes specific language centers that connect directly to the motor cortex responsible for moving you into action. And as our research has shown, the longer you concentrate on positive words, the more you begin to affect other areas of the brain.”     ~Newburg, Waldman Over time, given sustained positive thought, functions in the parietal lobe start to change. Consequently, this changes our perception of the self and those around us. (For instance Rejection is passed on to spouses and children when one is critical and judgmental of them.) Essentially, holding a positive view of ourselves helps train our brain to see the good in others. Thus, by exercising consistent positive thoughts and speech, we not only change our self-perception, but how we perceive the world around us. Ultimately, this grants us the ability to shape our reality and change the world for the better. Evidently, as humans, our thought patterns directly shape our perception of the world and those around us. Our thoughts become our words, and therefore our language. This holds true for humans individually, as well as organizationally. A strong company culture is one derived from a shared positive language based on organizational core values. As BRMs, we know that relationships lie at the core of our role, and that language shapes our human interactions. So, how can we make a shift in the language we use in our daily work lives to reduce the negative associations with traditional “corporate lingo”? (This is true of a business or Church or individuals.)     David's Teaching When we concentrate on the Good News of the promises our DNA is changed. This happens when we think those words, hear them, or speak them. Rom 1:16-17  For I am not ashamed of the gospel: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.  17  For therein is revealed a righteousness of God from faith unto faith: as it is written, But the righteous shall live by faith. Faith has a positive effect in turning our DNA into His. That puts the power of creation in our minds and mouth. Jesus gave us the inheritance of His DNA. He is called the “Father of Eternity”. Isa. 9:6 For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. (Everlasting Father is also translated “Father of Eternity.”) The seed He sows makes us eternal for we receive His DNA. In the parable of the sower in Mat. 13, Jesus sowed the seed of His Word in the hearts of men. In some places in the larger text the word seed is translated from “sperma”. So, we see that it is His life's blood that He is sowing in us and He is our spiritual Father. Since this is true, we have inherited His DNA. We see in that text how many fall short of this regeneration through distractions and polutions of the seed of the Word, Jesus' DNA. Mat 13:19-25  When any one heareth the word of the kingdom, and understandeth it not, then cometh the evil one, and snatcheth away that which hath been sown in his heart. This is he that was sown by the way side.  20  And he that was sown upon the rocky places, this is he that heareth the word, and straightway with joy receiveth it;  21  yet hath he not root in himself, but endureth for a while; and when tribulation or persecution ariseth because of the word, straightway he stumbleth.  22  And he that was sown among the thorns, this is he that heareth the word; and the care of the world, and the deceitfulness of riches, choke the word, and he becometh unfruitful.  23  And he that was sown upon the good ground, this is he that heareth the word, and understandeth it; who verily beareth fruit, and bringeth forth, some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.  24  Another parable set he before them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a man that sowed good seed (Greek: Sperma) in his field:  25  but while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares also among the wheat, and went away. What scientists have discovered is being changed by the man-made plague is the DNA by creating an extra helix. This is creating trans-humans. Part beast and part human are like the mixed multitude who came out of Egypt with the Jews. The people who stay this way are definitely lukewarm members of the Beast body to be spewed out of Christ's body. Those who believe the Gospel will be delivered as their beastly flesh is being crucified. Through faith in God's Word we are delivered from this curse and that is what the positive affirmation in Gal. 3:13 tells us. Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, having become a curse for us; for it is written, Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree. So, in effect, He exchanged our cursed life for His blessed life through us affirming His Word / DNA. This exchange is called reconciliation, translated from the Greek word, “Katallasso”. In context, this means the exchange of Christ's life (DNA) for ours. Col. 1:21-23  And you, being in time past alienated and enemies in your mind in your evil works, 22 yet now hath he reconciled in the body of his flesh through death, to present you holy and without blemish and unreproveable before him (with Jesus' DNA): 23 if so be that ye continue in the faith, grounded and stedfast, and not moved away from the hope of the gospel which ye heard, which was preached in all creation under heaven; whereof I Paul was made a minister. This reconciliation is made possible when we like Paul believe and confess the promise that we don't live anymore Christ lives in us. Gal. 2:20  I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I that live, but Christ living in me (Jesus' DNA): and that life which I now live in the flesh I live in faith, the faith which is in the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself up for me. So, since it is Christ living in us, we have His DNA.  Paul explains how enlightened saints exchange their DNA for the Lord's through thinking, believing and speaking 2Co. 3:18  But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are transformed into the same image from glory to glory (Jesus' DNA), even as from the Lord the Spirit. When we partake of the bread and wine at the Lord's supper, we, by faith, are partaking of His body and blood and we have His life in ourselves, which incorporates His DNA. Since Jesus is the “Word made flesh”, when we spiritually digest His Word, so that it becomes a part of our thinking and speech, we are partaking of His DNA.  Joh. 6:53-57 Jesus therefore said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, ye have not life (Jesus' DNA) in yourselves. 54 He that eateth my flesh and drinketh my blood hath (His DNA) eternal life: and I will raise him up at the last day. 55 For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. 56 He that eateth my flesh and drinketh my blood abideth in me, and I in him. 57 As the living Father sent me, and I live because of the Father; so he that eateth me, he also shall live because of me. (Notice, eating His flesh and drinking His blood gives us His life, which incorporates His DNA.) The life of the flesh is in the blood of Jesus and His body.  Lev. 17:11 For the life of the flesh is in the blood (Jesus' DNA); and I have given it to you upon the altar to make atonement for your souls: for it is the blood that maketh atonement by reason of the life (Jesus' DNA). When we were born of the flesh of our fallen parents, our DNA was corrupt and became more so as we grew in sin. When we partake of Christ's DNA through faith we begin to reverse this process. This begins with a born again spirit and continues to take over the soul through our obedience to the truth. We were told that the Lord would return in these last days as the latter rain on this morning of the third day. Hos. 6:1-3 Come, and let us return unto Jehovah; for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up. 2 After two days will he revive us: on the third day he will raise us up (Jesus' DNA) and we shall live (Jesus' DNA) before him. 3 And let us know, let us follow on to know Jehovah: his going forth is sure as the morning; and he will come unto us as the rain, as the latter rain that watereth the earth. (He will on the morning of the third thousand year day from the advent of Jesus. We were promised in these last days, when the former and latter rain of the Spirit of God is poured out, there will be a restoration of all the years of degeneration. Joel 2:23-26 Be glad then, ye children of Zion, and rejoice in Jehovah your God; for he giveth you the former rain in just measure, and he causeth to come down for you the rain, the former rain and the latter rain, in the first month.  24 And the floors shall be full of wheat, and the vats shall overflow with new wine and oil. 25 And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the canker-worm, and the caterpillar, and the palmer-worm, my great army which I sent among you (Representing the curse which Jesus bore). 26 And ye shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, and shall praise the name of Jehovah your God, that hath dealt wondrously with you; and my people shall never be put to shame. We had a wonderful dream that Tiannah shared with us about restored DNA. In the dream she visited us (She is coming now) and said that, “David looked so very young. ...His skin was completely clear, no wrinkles or blemishes and everything was physically perfect…I turned and looked to my other side and I saw Vanessa Weeks …she too, looked so young and ageless, with perfect skin. Her skin was more beautiful than any skin I have ever seen…Eve also looked so young and ageless. There were no wrinkles or anything, and her skin was just pure.”  The angels also told us about our DNA restoration when David asked, “What does the coming restoration involve personally? 30 years younger?” The angel Jeruel said, “Restoration on a DNA cellular level. Faith and power will be imputed to receive healing and restoration. It will be complete restoration not partial. The first fruits are first. They will be the trail blazers. There will be a mighty supernatural outpouring of spiritual restoration; of closeness to God through His Holy Spirit.” When we look in the mirror, and by faith see Jesus' reflection, we are expecting His DNA to be manifested in our bodies.  So, it's ours NOW by faith and we know that there is coming a wonderful manifestation of Christ in us. But we need to believe it now and when we realize this, it can go a long way towards overcoming the temptations to act on the symptoms of sickness that we experience. God is preparing us to be immune to the judgments of this world by filling us with His promises and renewing our minds with His Word (Jesus' DNA). (Rom. 12:2) And be not fashioned according to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God.  Jesus told us in, (Luk. 21:25) And there shall be signs in the sun and moon and stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, in perplexity for the roaring of the sea and the billows. You can see the “roaring of the sea and the billows” as being the anger of the nations against one another, because the Bible tells us in Revelation 17:15 that the “waters” represent peoples, nations, and tongues.  Obviously, the things that nations are exporting around the world, such as terrorism and anarchy and so on, are making a lot of people fearful. (26) Men fainting for fear, and for expectation of the things which are coming on the world: for the powers of the heavens shall be shaken.  What is this “expectation”? Depopulation by war, disease, famine, The approach of Planet X/Nibiru will be seen. It's also in general, believing in the curse. It's believing these things are all a threat to you, and seeing in your imagination all the terrible things that could happen to you because of them. That's why we're told to cast down vain imaginations. The devil prepares us to fail through our fallen imaginations.  Again, people aren't dying because of the curse. The Lord bore the curse. Gal 3:13  Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, having become a curse for us; for it is written, Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree:  They're dying because of unbelief in the sacrifice and fear, which looses the curse. Faith in the promises binds the curse. In every instance where you're put into a position of being threatened, remember that the devil and his army, his angels, see in both the spirit realm and in the physical realm. They coordinate their attacks on you to coincide with the things that you see with your eyes or the things you hear with your ears or, especially, the imaginations in your mind about the things that could happen. They will pounce on you so that you are struck, suddenly, with this temptation to fear.  You know, we think in pictures and the devil will take you over with those pictures. He will put fear in you exactly as this verse is talking about here. You need to stop immediately and make war on him when he attacks you with these things or he will just take you away, and then you will be at the mercy of the judgments that are around you. We've seen from the Scriptures, very plainly, that Jesus bore the whole curse upon Himself when He was upon the Cross (Galatians 3:13). We've also seen in, (Rom.10:10) For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.  We need to confess Psalm 91 in the midst of the trouble, when there's an opportunity for us to give the devil authority to take us away, the Gospel is the power of God to save the one who believes it (Romans 1:16). In the midst of the trouble, you make your confession because faith without works is dead (James 2:17). Whenever your actions are totally contrary to faith, the devil takes that as his authority. Jesus told us, (Mat.18:18) Verily I say unto you, what things soever ye shall bind on earth shall be bound in heaven; and what things soever ye shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.  So, the devil is going to make war on the saints with the judgments that are coming upon the world. And most people don't know that those judgments are coming upon the world, not to hurt the saints, but to deliver the saints, because these judgments are going to separate the wheat from the tares. They will be a Passover of those with the blood, Jesus' DNA, to destroy the wicked as it was with the Egyptians. I want to share with you a revelation from Dimitru Duduman that fits exactly what we're talking about here. This vision was given to Dimitru in May of 1993 when he was living in Oregon. It describes our rights in Christ and how the Blood of Jesus' DNA is applied through casting down fear and doubt and speaking the promise, which is, of course, our Sword of the Spirit.  He said, “It was getting dark. Then, suddenly, it turned pitch black. It's interesting that we can look around us right now and see that it's starting to get dark. People are mentioning to me that they're seeing many things that they've never seen before. They're seeing Christians, lukewarm Christians, turn toward darkness, and governments that have been taken over by the beast. He said, It was as if the whole world had gone dark at that moment. We are on the verge of that darkness coming. It will be great tribulation and we need to be ready for it. We need to not waste our time and dilute or corrupt the Word as Jesus' DNA. We need to have our armor on.  Dumitru went on to say, All the people were in a frenzy. They became disoriented, and some were even screaming. That sounds exactly like the verse we just read in Luke 21. These are the recorded symptoms of the effects on the minds of those experiencing Planet X. He said, After some time, we heard the sound of an army approaching. This is talking about the devil's army, multitudes of demon spirits that make war on the saints and also inhabit men, who physically make war on the saints. We call that body the “beast.”  He said, Soon, we saw them coming out of the black mist. All were dressed in black, except for one. That one seemed to be their leader. He was dressed in a red robe with a thick, black belt over his waist. On his head, he had a sign. As I looked, I saw that in his hand, he held the same kind of sharp spear as everyone else in his army. He exclaimed, “I am Lucifer, I am the king of this world. I've come to make war against the Christians.” This war is about to start. The darkness is covering the earth.  It looked as though all the Christians were huddled together in one big group. Some began to cry when they heard this. Others began to tremble, while some just stood, without saying anything. What is this that's already happening to God's people in this revelation? It's Satan's warfare against them. They're crying, they're trembling, they're fearful because of the threat they can see. What is the devil's army? It's those spirits that attack your mind, spirits such as fear and doubt and grief and condemnation and lust and hatred and unforgiveness and rejection and addictions of different kinds and occultic things and thefts and lying and on and on… Everybody has trials with these spirits making war against them as the spirits seek to bring them under their control to destroy them.  Praise the Lord that we've been delivered of this by Jesus Christ! All the promises that are given to us in the Word of God are what we can use as our Sword to set each other free. Well, when they saw Satan's army coming in great force, many people trembled and were fearful, but some didn't do anything because they weren't moved by what they saw.  Lucifer continued to speak. “All of those that want to fight against my army, and think they can be victorious, go to the right…” Obviously, that's where Jesus put the sheep; on His right. If you're not convinced that you can be victorious against Satan's army, it's because you don't have enough of the Word of God in your mind to really do warfare with him. We have to have on that “helmet of salvation” which protects our mind in the battle (Ephesians 6:17). We have to have the knowledge of the fact that we are protected, we are delivered, it is finished, Jesus has overcome the world, and the only thing left is for us to enter into those works that were finished from the foundation of the world (Hebrews chapters 3 and 4).  How do we do that? We enter into those works by faith. Everything that Jesus did, the body of Christ is going to do. Joh 14:12-13  Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater works than these shall he do; because I go unto the Father.  13  And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. Jesus had victory, He knew he could conquer Satan. Satan trembled before Him, because Jesus knew Who He was. He was a Son of God. He is the only begotten Son of God, in Whom we, too, are sons through rebirth. Jesus said, (Joh. 20:21) … Peace be unto you: as the Father hath sent me, even so send I you. If you know who you are, and you know what God says about you, the devil trembles before you, but he can convince a lot of people who justify themselves and are not really believers of the Word of God.  So the devil said, “All of those that want to fight against my army, and think they can be victorious, go to the right, and those that fear me, go to the left.” Why does God permit this war? He is permitting this war to separate the sheep from the goats. In these end times, the Lord says that He is going to spew the lukewarm out of his mouth (Revelation 3:16). He's not going to have any fence riders; you're going to be in either one camp or the other. This warfare of the devil against the Church is going to bring the separation, and notice what he says next. Only about a quarter of the group stepped to the right. That means three-quarters of what were called “Christians” in this revelation were no threat to the devil, and he was going to conquer them.  All the others went to the left. That was three-quarters of them went to the left because of fear. Those of them who knew they would be victorious over Satan were only a quarter of the Christians, and I don't think that is really a stretch at all. Even today, there are very few people that are actually chasing Satan, and the rest are all being chased by him, which is exactly what the Bible tells us. (Luk. 11:21) When the strong [man] (Satan) fully armed guardeth his own court, his goods are in peace: (22) but when a stronger than he (Jesus) shall come upon him, and overcome him, he taketh from him his whole armor wherein he trusted, and divideth his spoils. (23) He that is not with me is against me; and he that gathereth not with me scattereth. So to those who know the truth Satan is a wimp. To those who don't know it he is their lord. Then, Lucifer ordered his army, “Destroy those on the right.” The army began to advance and quickly surround the Christians on the right. (Remember that's the smaller group, the one-quarter who are not afraid.) And as they began to close in on us, a powerful light appeared, and encircled us. Then, the angel of the Lord spoke, “Take out your Swords and fight! Defend yourselves! Be victorious over the enemy.” “What swords?” a man in the group asked. “The Word of the Lord is your Sword,” the angel answered. Yes, take out your Sword and fight and be victorious over the enemy. The devil can do nothing against it; there is no weapon that he can use to defend against your Sword, which is the Word of God in your heart, the DNA of Jesus. It is the true Word of God. It cannot be denied. It will fulfill the purpose that God sent it for, but we have to use our sword. Luk 1:37  For no word from God shall be void of power. Here is a word just below this one that gives power over the enemy. Luk 1:67-75 ASV  And his father Zacharias was filled with the Holy Spirit, and prophesied, saying,  68  Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel; For he hath visited and wrought redemption for his people,  69  And hath raised up a horn of salvation for us In the house of his servant David  70  (As he spake by the mouth of his holy prophets that have been from of old),  71  Salvation from our enemies, and from the hand of all that hate us;  72  To show mercy towards our fathers, And to remember his holy covenant;  73  The oath which he sware unto Abraham our father,  74  To grant unto us that we being delivered out of the hand of our enemies Should serve him without fear,  75  In holiness and righteousness before him all our days. You may have all the knowledge that you need but you won't be able to even hear it in the midst of this emotion of fear that has come upon you. So stop and make war. The devil can't stand before you if you use your Sword. You don't necessarily have to quote the Word of God to conquer the devil, but you do have to agree with the Word of God to conquer the devil. You have to know what the Word of God says in order to speak in agreement with the Word of God, so if you're not sure about what the Scriptures say, you need to spend more time in the Word.)  Let's continue with Dumitru's revelation. When we understood what the angel meant, we began to quote verses from the Bible. Then, suddenly, as if we were one voice, we began to sing a song. (That's the thing about songs; they bring people into one accord, and there's power in agreement. Jesus promised us, (Mat. 18:19) Again I say unto you, that if two of you shall agree on earth as touching anything that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father who is in heaven. (20) For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.  What happens when there are more than two or three of you in agreement? (Deu. 32:30) How should one chase a thousand, And two put ten thousand to flight, Except their Rock had sold them, And the Lord had delivered them up? One will chase a thousand and two will chase ten thousand; that's multiplied power, so it's a blessing for us to be in agreement with each other and with the Word of God. That's why God has given us His Word. Of course, it does no good if you're in agreement with a lot of apostates because no matter how large a group they might be, you still will have no power.  The devil is going to show us this in Dumitru's revelation. He's going to conquer these people. The devil wants to make war, and he wants to take out the people who are a threat to him. He'd like to take out their physical life and he'd like to take out their spiritual life, because they're doing him damage. He will make war on you but he's not able to do anything that God doesn't permit him to do. You see, God permits the devil to come try us in order to build our faith. Faith is like a muscle. If your faith isn't tried, it's not going to get stronger. We go through things to try our faith, and in the process, we also learn how to quickly pull out our Sword and use it to conquer the enemy.)  Back to Dimitru: So the smaller group began to quote verses from the Bible and they began to sing a song. Our voices thundered so loudly that the dark army began to retreat. (These are the people on the right. These are the sheep with Jesus' DNA.) The enemy did not have the courage to come against us anymore. Lucifer, filled with rage, turned to those on the left. (Those on the left are the three-quarters majority of the Christians.) “You, who all of your life have been trying to please two masters, because you could not stand against me, I have the power to destroy you.” That is true. He's been given that power to destroy people who are in unbelief and, in these end times, we have very little time left to learn to walk in the Kingdom of God.  Satan's going to be cast down. He knows he has a short time left (Revelation 12:9,12). He's going to fight furiously. He and his army and the people whom they inhabit are going to come against us with great fury, but we have a weapon that they can't resist. The problem is that far too many of God's people don't use that weapon; they don't use the promises of the Word of God. The Word is our Sword and the demons cannot stand up to that. We see here that those people who, all their life, tried to serve two masters, had no protection. They tried to serve both self and the Lord; they were double-minded (James 1:7-8). They were found to be lukewarm and there was no protection for these people (Revelation 3:16).  We need to get our armor on, we need to be on fire for God, and we need to learn to fight. (Eph. 6:10) Finally, be strong in the Lord, and in the strength of his might. (11) Put on the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. (12) For our wrestling is not against flesh and blood, but against the principalities, against the powers, against the world-rulers of this darkness, against the spiritual [hosts] of wickedness in the heavenly [places].  (13) Wherefore take up the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and, having done all, to stand. (14) Stand therefore, having girded your loins with truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, (15) and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; (16) withal taking up the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the evil [one]. (17) And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God, Jesus' DNA. In this revelation, when Lucifer said, “I have the power to destroy you,” who gave him that power? The back slidden Church did. They are the ones who have been given authority on earth to bind or to loose, and here they have loosed Satan because of their unbelief, their double-mindedness, and their lukewarmness.) He then ordered his army to attack. It was a total massacre. The ones on the left could not defend themselves. (Could you imagine that three-quarters of Christianity could not defend themselves right now? It seems fairly obvious. “Many are called but few are chosen.”  One by one, they all fell. This killing seemed to go on for a long time (I believe that this killing is not just physical, but spiritual, because many of these people are going to lose their eternal life like the faction who lost both.), and after a while, we could actually smell the stench of the dead. “Why could they not be protected also?” someone asked. The angel answered, “Because all their lives, they have been lukewarm. Because of their hypocrisy, the true church has been blasphemed.” (Speaking, of course, of the quarter who went to the right, the sheep. They have been blasphemed. They have been accused by the world because of the hypocrisy of the false church, the three-quarters of the people who went to the left.) “They have brought disrespect to the Word of God.” (It's true; today we see people just scoff at the Word of God. Even “Christians” scoff at the Word of God.  In the midst of a trial, you may share the Word of God with them but they'll choose to cling to the idol, the stronghold in their mind. They'll choose their idol instead of (2Co. 10:5) casting down imaginations, and every high thing that is exalted against the knowledge of God, and bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ. Satan has been able to set-up a stronghold in their mind because they're worshiping false gods. They have a false Jesus, as Paul said. (2Co. 11:4) For if he that cometh preacheth another Jesus, whom we did not preach, or if ye receive a different spirit, which ye did not receive, or a different gospel, which ye did not accept, ye do well to bear with [him]. That false Jesus can't save you because he's not the Word of God.  The true Jesus is the Word of God; the true Jesus is our Sword. He can save. He will save all those who respect Him. All through the Old Testament, God warns us about the danger of worshiping idols, like religions and their preachers. It's sad that so many Christians today worship a Jesus that does not exist. Their “Jesus” is nothing more than demons (Leviticus 17:7; Deuteronomy 32:17; 1 Corinthians 10:20) that they have set up as their idols and they will not save. Satan does not cast out Satan, as Jesus told the Pharisees. (Mat. 12:26) … Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and every city or house divided against itself shall not stand: (26) and if Satan casteth out Satan, he is divided against himself; how then shall his kingdom stand?  If you are following, worshiping, and putting your faith in a false Jesus, he will not save you. “Anti-Christ” means not only “against Christ,” but also “in the place of Christ.” The devil likes to replace the real Jesus with a false Jesus because that way, when you put your trust in him, he will fail you. And this is what's going to happen in the days to come, according to Dimitru's dream. Three-quarters of the church is going to have their false “Jesus” fail them.  God explained to me that He does not answer when you trust in a false Jesus because then you would be giving credit to your false Jesus, and other people would trust in him too. When that happens, and when their false Jesus fails to save them, people blame God. They complain, “But I believed!” No, they didn't believe because their faith was in a false Jesus who couldn't save. Satan will never cast out Satan.  The angel went on to say of those who were killed by Lucifer's army, “They were not clean.” You have no authority to swing the Sword unless you're “clean,” unless your conscience is not condemning you. (1Jn. 3:21) Beloved, if our heart condemn us not, we have boldness toward God; (22) and whatsoever we ask we receive of him, because we keep his commandments and do the things that are pleasing in his sight.  The devil conquers those people who are walking in sin and rebellion and defilement. Even though they intellectually know all about faith and how it works, they're not able to use faith. It takes faith to swing the Sword. If you are unholy, the devil will pick that point of uncleanness to jump on you and condemn you so that you can't have faith. You will have fear instead. This is faith in reverse and an invitation to Satan to take you down. You can give-in to the temptations of fear and doubt that the devil fires at you in the midst of the fiery trial, or you can fight. Be sure to confess your sins so that the devil can't use condemnation against you. 1Jn 1:9  If we confess our sins, he is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.  Then you can swing your Sword with bold faith and you will win. 1Jn 3:21-22  Beloved, if our heart condemn us not, we have boldness toward God;  22  and whatsoever we ask we receive of him, because we keep his commandments and do the things that are pleasing in his sight. 2Ti. 1:7 For God gave us not a spirit of fearfulness; but of power and love and discipline.  The word translated as “discipline” comes from the Greek sóphrón meaning “of sound mind; self-controlled; balanced.” Any fear that comes against you is from the devil; it's not from God. Jesus told us that we should fear only God (Matthew 10:28). The fear of the Lord is good, because every child should fear that their father will spank them if they're going in the wrong direction. In that way, we should always fear God, but the Lord isn't going to lead you by fear all the time, and if you feel that way, you're probably being moved by the devil.  Scripture tells us, (Rom.8:15) For ye received not the spirit of bondage again unto fear; but ye received the spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. Since God's method of leading His children is not fear, whenever fear comes upon you, you need to make war against it immediately. You need to stop whatever you're doing and cast down the thoughts that the devil is putting in your mind. Cast down those pictures that the devil is putting in your mind, and make war against that spirit, because otherwise he will conquer you.  Back to Dimitru: As we continued to look, we saw the sun coming over the horizon. I think that represents the coming of the Lord. The black clouds began to break up, then they disappeared. Only one was left, the one on which Lucifer and his army stood. Lucifer looked at me, shaking his fist, and said, “I will destroy you, even if I have to throw my spear at you from here.” Then that cloud disappeared. …The first thought that came to my mind as I awoke was that this had been the last fight of the devil against the church. If we remain faithful, we will be victorious. Yes! Amen.  So get ready, saints! Put on your armor, because this battle, the last war against the Church, is coming at us right now. (Rev. 13:1) … And I saw a beast coming up out of the sea, having ten horns, and seven heads, and on his horns ten diadems, and upon his heads names of blasphemy. (7) And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and there was given to him authority over every tribe and people and tongue and nation. The “beast” that's warring with the saints here is made up of all the fleshly vessels whom this army from the pit is going to inhabit.  This awesome revelation from Dimitru shows us very clearly that if you don't walk holy before God, your faith is going to fail you. (1Jn. 3:19) Hereby shall we know that we are of the truth, and shall assure our heart before him (You have to have this assurance in your heart if you're going to do battle with the devil. He knows everything about you.): (20) because if our heart condemn us, God is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things. If you're condemned by what you know about yourself, just think what God knows about you (Psalm 139:1-24). However, if you're walking with the Lord by faith, it's only the things that you know about, but don't do, that He holds against you. It's not the things that you don't know. (Jas. 4:17) To him therefore that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.  Of course, if you're walking in rebellion against the Lord then your sins are not covered. (Heb. 10:26) For if we sin willfully after that we have received the knowledge of the truth, there remaineth no more a sacrifice for sins, (27) but a certain fearful expectation of judgment, and a fierceness of fire which shall devour the adversaries. In that case, you have no assurance in your heart, so the first time you get into trouble and you try to swing your Sword, the devil's going to jump on you like a mad dog. He's going to remind you of all of your sins and then you're not going to have any faith. (1Jn. 3:21) Beloved, if our heart condemn us not, we have boldness toward God; (22) and whatsoever we ask we receive of him, because we keep his commandments and do the things that are pleasing in his sight.  You know, we all have people who depend upon us: friends, relatives, people for whom we've prayed, children who are our responsibility. Scripture says, (Rom. 14:7) For none of us liveth to himself, and none dieth to himself. The Lord wants to use us to save others and the day is coming when God is going to need you as a vessel of honor in the midst of many people. He is going to need you to save, to deliver, to bring the Gospel, and so on.  Now, more than ever before in history, we need to repent and be sanctified. We need to walk holy before the Lord. The Bible says, (Rom. 6:11) Even so reckon ye also yourselves to be dead unto sin, but alive unto God in Christ Jesus. You see, the Lord has already delivered us by faith, and He uses our faith to manifestly deliver us. He uses the Word of God in our mouth (Jesus' DNA), which is our confession, to manifestly deliver us and others from the power of sin.  God is the One (Col. 1:13) who delivered us out of the power of darkness, and translated us into the kingdom of the Son of his love. It happened at the Cross, and we need to confess it, but we won't be able to confess it in the midst of the fiery trial if we're walking in willful disobedience. We won't have any faith to swing our Swords. (Psa. 91:7) A thousand shall fall at thy side, And ten thousand at thy right hand; [But] it shall not come nigh thee.  He's talking about the person who is not afraid, the person who is in the secret place of the Most High because of their faith. He's talking about the person who is confessing that faith, the faith of Psalm 91. When He says, “A thousand shall fall at thy side, And ten thousand at thy right hand,” do you suppose that some of those are Christians? Yes, I guarantee at least some of these people are what we call “Christians,” and it's sad. The Lord cries when this happens, and we do, too. A multitude of people, obviously, are not prepared for what's about to come, but God can use your witness to them. You can share the true Gospel with many people who don't know the true, full Gospel. Other people have rejected the full Gospel and they are not prepared to swing their Sword at all. Pray for them. Remember that someone in the revelation had to ask, “What swords?” Before you go to battle, you ought to know what your Sword is, you ought to know how to swing it, and you ought to be experienced in using it, because (Rom. 1:17) … the righteous shall live by faith. We don't have any choice. The devil's not going to ask us if we want to make war with him; he's already making war with us. The people who are abiding in the secret place of the Most High, which is Jesus Christ, are full of Jesus' DNA and are ready to swing the Sword. They have repented of and confessed their sins, therefore they can be bold in their faith.  I've heard people say, usually from among the non-Spirit-filled groups, that Psalm 91 is for the Millennium or something silly like that, as if it's not true for us right now. Well, if you believe that, you have no Sword. You're going to be in the three-quarters group that goes to the left and is whipped by Satan in the end times. If you don't believe in the full Gospel and the power of the Spirit of God, how can you escape?  If you don't believe in the gifts of the Holy Spirit and the promises of the Word of God, how can you escape? How can you escape “the pestilence that walketh in darkness” or “the destruction that wasteth at noonday”? Do you know enough of the Word of God, having Jesus' DNA, to know that it's your right to escape these things? If you don't, you're not going to escape.  Jesus said, (Mat.9:29) … According to your faith be it done unto you, and (Mat.8:13) … As thou hast believed, [so] be it done unto thee. Jesus saw the faith. (Mat.9:2) And behold, they brought to him a man sick of the palsy, lying on a bed: and Jesus seeing their faith said unto the sick of the palsy, Son, be of good cheer; thy sins are forgiven. (3) And behold, certain of the scribes said within themselves, This man blasphemeth. (4) And Jesus knowing their thoughts said, Wherefore think ye evil in your hearts? (5) For which is easier, to say, Thy sins are forgiven; or to say, Arise, and walk? (6) But that ye may know that the Son of man hath authority on earth to forgive sins (then saith he to the sick of the palsy), Arise, and take up thy bed, and go up unto thy house. (7) And he arose, and departed to his house. (8) But when the multitudes saw it, they were afraid, and glorified God, who had given such authority unto men.  He had the authority to administer the blessing when He saw the faith. The faith He saw was in actions, it wasn't just words, it wasn't just theology in somebody's head. He saw the actions, (Rom. 10:10) for with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. Get prepared, saints. The war is coming. It's not going to wait on you. It's not going to wait on me. It's coming. It will be on time.  If, as Joshua and Caleb, you don't believe the bad report but speak in agreement with the Word of God (Numbers 14:6-8), you will be like those people who did not worry about the giants. (Num. 14:9) Only rebel not against the Lord, neither fear ye the people of the land (This is speaking of the giants in the Promised Land.); for they are bread for us: their defense is removed from over them, and the Lord is with us: fear them not. You'll be among those people who make it through the wilderness. You'll be among those people who enter into the Promised Land in your body. That's what they did.  (Num.14:30) Surely ye shall not come into the land, concerning which I sware that I would make you dwell therein, save Caleb the son of Jephunneh, and Joshua the son of Nun. The rest did not; they died out there in that wilderness because of their murmuring, their complaining, and their unbelief (Numbers 14:28-32).  They were constantly being tried by the devil. They constantly heard his horror stories in their head about what would happen to them because they couldn't see any water or other supply around them. The devil was constantly making war in their minds and he was beating them up badly. We're going to the same place. The Lord calls it the “wilderness” but it's also called the “Tribulation.” That's where war is going to be made on the saints, and that's where a separation is going to be made.  That's where a separation of the hot from the lukewarm and the cold, the sheep from the goats, and the wheat from the tares, is going to be made. (Psa.91:7) A thousand shall fall at thy side, And ten thousand at thy right hand; [But] it shall not (Let me repeat that in case you missed what it says, it shall not. And here it is again, just to be sure you read it correctly, it shall not come nigh thee.)  What makes the difference between those who are taken out and those who remain? Well, it's something that we shouldn't leave out. (Heb. 4:1) Let us fear therefore, lest haply, a promise being left of entering into his rest, any one of you should seem to have come short of it. The Lord is telling us to fear that we're not appropriating all the promises of God, all of the Word of God, because God created this DNA to be our defense. (2) For indeed we have had good tidings preached unto us… Not just “good tidings” but awesome tidings! There are promises for any problem, and there are even promises that cover everything, such as (Mar. 11:24) Therefore I say unto you, All things whatsoever ye pray and ask for, believe that ye received them, and ye shall have them.  So, if you can't remember one that fits your particular problem, Jesus gave us those “catch-all” promises you can use. (Heb. 4:2) For indeed we have had good tidings (That's the Gospel, the Good News.) preached unto us, even as also they: but the word of hearing did not profit them, because it was not united by faith with them that heard.  It does you no good to go to Sunday school; it does you no good to read your Bible unless you're going to exercise faith in what you're reading, and it doesn't matter if your church is in agreement or not. Don't leave out one promise as your promise; take each promise as if it's been made personally to you because any promise you leave out is a Sword you're not using and its part of the DNA. That's “sitting” on your Sword. (Heb.4:3) For we who have believed do enter into that rest; even as he hath said, As I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest: although the works were finished from the foundation of the world.  The works of God have already been finished. Jesus was the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world (Revelation 13:8). As soon as God spoke it, it was so. He spoke the end from the beginning (Isaiah 46:10). He ordained a Savior before Adam ever fell. The whole plan was spoken into existence and nothing could stop it. It was so, just because God said it, and everything that we see now that's coming to pass, is coming to pass because God said it. “The works were finished from the foundation of the world.”  Whose works do you want to enter into? You can enter into God's works through faith in His promises. You can be a vessel of honor. You can be a vessel who is in that one-quarter of Christians that knows they can conquer Satan. Or, you can be in the three-quarters of Christians that are lukewarm, that have their idolatrous religion but no Sword. They don't believe in the full Gospel, which you're going to need to make it through what's coming upon the earth. They don't believe in the in-filling of the Holy Spirit with the evidence of the gifts (Romans 11:29,12:6; 1 Corinthians 12:1-11,27-29; 1 Corinthians 14:1) so they're not empowered to walk as He walked with His DNA where they need to go.  You know, when we enter into His rest, we enter into a rest from our enemies because they're dead; Jesus gave us total victory over them. Jesus said, (Mat.28:18) … All authority hath been given unto me in heaven and on earth. That doesn't leave any authority for the devil. Then He turned to His disciples and He delegated that authority to them. (Mat.18:18) Verily I say unto you, what things soever ye shall bind on earth shall be bound in heaven; and what things soever ye shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven. (19) Again I say unto you, that if two of you shall agree on earth as touching anything that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father who is in heaven. (Joh.20:21) Jesus therefore said to them again, Peace be unto you: as the Father hath sent me, even so send I you.  Jesus had authority, and He spoke it, and the devils trembled. That same Jesus lives in you. To the extent that you humble yourself to the Word of God, and you believe the Word, and you're becoming the Word made flesh, to that extent Jesus' DNA lives in you. All you have to do is cooperate with Him. (Amo.3:3) Shall two walk together, except they have agreed? If you want that same Jesus to live in you, to conquer your enemies, to speak out of you, to swing the Sword and to do the works, then you have to come into agreement with Him. When you read the Word of God, repent, change your mind and believe what it says. We have to agree with it so that we don't restrain it from coming out of us.  If you're uncomfortable confessing anything that's in the Word of God, if you're uncomfortable repeating it, this is how you know you've been taken captive by false religion and false doctrine. If some of the Word of God is not comfortable in your mouth, then naturally you're not going to let it flow out of you, for how “shall two walk together, except they have agreed?” God warned His people about bringing forth “strange children” that don't look like their Father (Hosea 5:7).  The problem is with us, it's not with God. Being a Christian is being very peculiar, very contrary, to the world. They're total opposites. If you want to please the world, you can't be a Christian. If you don't want to be sanctified from the ways of the world, you can't be a Christian. You can call yourself a “Christian,” but you can't be one, because “Christian” means “Christ-like” and they crucified Him. We have to be willing to lose our life in order to gain our life (Luke 17:33). We have to be willing to be seen as different, even “peculiar.” (1Pe. 2:9 KJV) But ye [are] a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvelous light.  Jesus said there are just two men in the earth: Christ and anti-Christ (Matthew 24:40-41). There are only two corporate bodies in this earth. There's not going to be anyone left in the middle because God calls that being “lukewarm.” (Rev. 3:16) So because thou art lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spew thee out of my mouth. You have to make up your mind. Are you going to lose your life in order to gain your life? (2Co. 4:16) Wherefore we faint not; but though our outward man is decaying, yet our inward man is renewed day by day. As you lose ground to the old man of self, you give ground to the spiritual man, (Col. 1:27) … Christ in you, the hope of glory.  Jesus is not going to have any trouble with this warfare that's coming, and Jesus in you by His DNA is not going to have any trouble, either, but how “Shall two walk together, except they have agreed?” We have to come into agreement with Him. We have to read the Word, and when we read the Word, we have to decide, “I don't care what some man says; I agree with what this says.” Then it becomes comfortable for you to speak all of the Word of God, but there are so many people, so many who can't do that. They may read the Word of God, but instead of coming into agreement, they deliberately jump over anything that makes them uncomfortable. They've been taken captive and they need to repent.  When you read the Word of God, as the Lord told me many years ago, “Don't eat like a hog; eat like a cow.” Cows are ruminants. That means a cow chews its food, then brings it back up and chews it again, brings it back up and chews it again. With a hog, it just goes right in one end and right out the other end. It doesn't even get digested. This Word has to be a part of us. We must meditate on it. (Psa.1:2) But his delight is in the law of the Lord; And on his law doth he meditate day and night. We want to be disciples of Jesus. We want to learn to walk in His steps. When that Word just comes flowing out of you like a river of living water, look out devil! There isn't anything he can do against that.  Jesus told His disciples, (Joh. 14:12) Verily, verily, I say unto you, he that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater [works] than these shall he do; because I go unto the Father. And, (Joh. 7:38) He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, from within him shall flow rivers of living water. (39) But this spake he of the Spirit, which they that believed on him were to receive: for the Spirit was not yet [given]; because Jesus was not yet glorified. He also said in (Joh. 6:63) It is the spirit that giveth life; the flesh profiteth nothing: the words that I have spoken unto you are spirit, and are life.  When your words agree with His words, your words are His Spirit. The Lord recreates in us His Spirit by His Words, and we're able to recreate Jesus by speaking His words. We're supposed to sow the same seed that He sowed, that His disciples sowed, that His apostles sowed because He is the Father of eternity. We're supposed to sow the Word of God. Never depart from the Word of God. God's people must learn that religion crumbles in the face of adversity. Religion is no defense against what's coming. Satan laughs at it. The leaders of it in Jesus day were from beneath and of their father the devil. Throughout history, the merely religious have crumbled before the advances of the devil. There is no defense but the Word of God. No helmet, no sword, no shield, but the Word of God. Use Psalm 91 like a Helmet, Sword, and Shield because it's a defense. It's called “The Soldier's Psalm” because so many soldiers have been saved by claiming it. You are a soldier for the Lord, so don't let anybody talk you out of Psalm 91. It's saved many lives and it's for today. It's a part of the blessings of God for the faithful.  The demons administer the curse of sin and death. (Luk. 10:17) And the seventy returned with joy, saying, Lord, even the demons are subject unto us in thy name. (Wouldn't it be great if all Christians learned that lesson?) (18) And he said unto them, I beheld Satan fallen as lightning from the heaven. He was talking about exactly what they were doing. He and His disciples were casting Satan down. (19) Behold, I have given you authority to tread upon serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall in any wise hurt you. (20) Nevertheless in this rejoice not, that the spirits are subject unto you; but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.  Some people think Jesus used “over all the power of the enemy” a little too loosely but no, He means exactly what He says, and we have to learn to exercise this authority. “Authority” is “the right to use God's power or restrain the devil's power.” I'd rather have that kind of authority than personal fleshly power. In fact, you can even have authority to use the devil's power.  The apostle Paul did that several times (1 Corinthians 5:3-5; 1 Timothy 1:18-20). He turned people over to Satan for the destruction of their flesh so that the spirit would be saved in the day of the Lord. He used the devil's power, and the devil couldn't resist him. The devil had to do what Paul told him to do. It's the same today. Jesus said, “All authority hath been given unto me in heaven and on earth … Go ye, therefore…” He delegated that authority to His disciples to go and to use His power. You have the authority to use God's power. That's what the Word is all about.  You can be transformed by the renewing of your mind (Romans 12:2), but someone whose mind is not renewed is not trustworthy. If they had power, they would do foolish things. However, when we repent and we accept the Word of God as our Word, our thought, our belief, that puts us in agreement with Jesus. When we're in agreement with Jesus, then we can walk together and Jesus can do works through us. (Mat. 11:29) Take my yoke (That's the Greek word zugos derived from zygós and it's “something that unites or joins two elements to work together as one unit.”) upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. “Take my yoke,”  Jesus said to yoke yourself to Him. And so He says in, (Luk. 10:19) Behold, I have given you authority to tread upon serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall in any wise hurt you. Nothing shall hurt you. Oh, praise God! Believe that! Meditate on that! Rejoice in that!

The World According To Ben Stein
Evidently, “Don't” Means “Do” In Farsi

The World According To Ben Stein

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 14, 2024 24:08


Ben Stein and cohost Judah Friedman the catastrophic situation in the Middle East, and how its time for America to be America again. Plus how Carter, Obama and Biden's love affair with Iran has lead us here.

Panorama of Halacha
4.27 Tazria 5784

Panorama of Halacha

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 8, 2024 60:39


A weekly shiur by Dayan Levi Yitzchok Raskin, Rov of Anash in London, explores interesting Torah questions and halachic dilemmas. The following issues are discussed by Dayan Raskin in this week's episode: 1) After a woman converted it was realized that she was carrying a child. Is the child a Jew? [1] 2) A Kohen married a woman's whose biological father wasn't Jewish. May a Kohen marry their daughter?[2] 3) There is a concern regarding liquids left overnight in metal containers. Evidently, cans of drink have a plastic lining. Does that mitigate this concern? [3] 4) We line our Crock-Pot with a heat-resistant plastic liner, the cholent being placed only inside the liner. Does the Crock-Pot need to be toivelled? [4] 5) Does the abovementioned liner not present a concern of Hatmono? [5] 6) How opaque does the Mechitza in Shul need to be? [6] 7) May a Chabad House use a Sefardi Sefer-Torah on a regular basis? [7] 8) I plan to round off the corner of a garment, to avoid the need equip it with Tzitzis. How should I go about measuring the roundness of the corner?[8] 9) When walking my toddler to Shul on Shabbos, he gets tired. May I give him a backpack containing a bottle of water and some crackers? [9] 10) In האדרת והאמונה - at letter ס - there are two versions: הסגוי והסגב; הסגוי והשגב.[10] ________________________________________ [1] ראה שו"ע יו"ד סי' רסח ס"ו; דגול מרבבה שם. בס' בריתי יצחק (גירות סי' ה) הביא דברי החזו"א (אה"ע סי' ד אות ט) שאפילו אם ננקוט דעובר לאו ירך אמו, מ"מ דרצון האם להתגייר מועיל גם לוולד (כמו בנגיחה ורביעה ועוד). אבל אם יש צורך דיינים בעת הטבילה מן התורה, י"ל שאם הדיינים לא ידעו מעיבורה, שלא עלתה הטבילה לוולד. [2] ראה שו"ע אבן העזר סי' ז סי"ז; באר היטב שם. [3] ראה שוע"ר חו"מ הל' שמירת גו"נ ס"ז. שלחן מנחם ח"ד סי' יב. [4] בס' טבילת כלים (פ"א הע' ז) מובא מהגרש"ז אויערבאך זצ"ל להצריך טבילה בכיו"ב. (אך בנדו"ד הוא של חרס, שבעיקרון א"צ טבילה, כ"א לחומרא מפני שכבת הזכוכית), וכן מובא בשמו ובשם עוד פוסקים בס' פסקים ותשובות (סי' קכ הע' 192). [5] בס' שבת כהלכה (ח"ב פי"א סי"ד ואילך) מחשיב קוגל עטוף בנייר המונח בתוך הטשאלענט כמו הטמנה בדבר המוסיף הבל, ע"כ. ומ"מ בנדו"ד, מכיון שלענין טבילה אין השק נחשב כדבר נפרד מהסיר, מסתבר שגם לדין הטמנה, הרי המאכל כמונח בסיר עצמו. [6] בס' תורת המחיצה (ר"מ חנונו, תשע"ז, ע' פד ואילך) מביא שיש מחמירים שלא יראה דרכה גם 'דמות אשה', ויש מקילים בזה, רק שלא יוכלו להכיר האשה דרך המחיצה. בקובץ 'לקט ופרט' חכ"ג מופיע מכתב קודש מי"א ניסן תשי"ז לרב באנגליא, להימנע מלהתפלל בביכ"נ שאין המחיצה גבוהה ככל הצורך. [7] ראה שערי תשובה ר"ס לו; מאסף לכל המחנות שם סק"ב. [8] קצות השלחן בהוספות לח"א פה ב. [9] אילו מדובר ברה"ר דרבנן, שרי (ביה"ל ר"ס שמג בשם רעק"א). [10] בדפוס ראשון של סדור אדה"ז: "והסגב".

Real News Now Podcast
House Committee Probes Potential Antitrust Violations Targeting Media

Real News Now Podcast

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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Real Hope Daily
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.

Steamy Stories Podcast
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 First Time Readers
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?

The Nonlinear Library
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...

The Nonlinear Library: LessWrong
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...

Steamy Stories
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

The Nonlinear Library
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...

SteamyStory
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

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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

The REAL David Knight Show
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

The WorldView in 5 Minutes
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.

Hot Take Central
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

Cocktale Hour
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.

Life Coach YOU! Life Coach School
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.

Ron  Johnson Discipleship Podcast
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

Meaningful Marketplace Podcast
#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.

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

The Rise Guys

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...

Secure Freedom Minute
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.

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

Real News Now Podcast

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.

Steamy Stories Podcast
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

SteamyStory
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

Steamy Stories Podcast
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

SteamyStory
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

Rarified Heir Podcast
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.

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

The Rise Guys

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

The Rise Guys
LADIES YOU GOT THE WORST EVIDENTLY

The Rise Guys

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 30, 2024 1:17


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Zannen, Canada
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.

UNTOLD RADIO AM
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.

Real News Now Podcast
Anticipation Mounts Over Trump's Potential VP in Vibrant 2024 Race

Real News Now Podcast

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.

That Don‘t Sound Right
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    

The Tom Short Show
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.

The Tom and Curley Show
Hour 2: Evidently we've all been petting our cats incorrectly

The Tom and Curley Show

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

Real News Now Podcast
Trump Wins Big In 2024 Iowa Caucus

Real News Now Podcast

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.

The Tom and Curley Show
Hour 1: Washington introduces bill to keep Trump off ballot

The Tom and Curley Show

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

The Tom and Curley Show
Hour 4: The Washington Police Pursuit measure has been certified

The Tom and Curley Show

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

Real News Now Podcast
Trump Hints that he Has Made Up his Mind for 2024 VP Selection

Real News Now Podcast

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.

The Rise Guys
EVIDENTLY WE GOTTA SHORTEN EVERYTHING NOW

The Rise Guys

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 3, 2024 1:04


Nobody has an attention span anymore

The David Knight Show
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

The REAL David Knight Show
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 REAL 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

The Tom and Curley Show
Hour 4: The first grader's homework that has the entire internet stumped

The Tom and Curley Show

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 9, 2023 32:34


6pm - Tacoma says it can’t enforce new renters rights law // GUEST: Angie Zimmerman - The Director of Development at Spinnaker Property Management in Tacoma // SantaCons are so filled with drunk Santas that all New Jersey transit is banning all beverages, even water, for the next two weekends // The first grader’s homework that has the entire internet stumped // Evidently saunas are the secret to Finland being the happiest country in the world // Next Wednesday, Holiday Magic returns here at KIRO News Radio… Our very own Nate Connors with a report about Treehouse, the organization we’re trying to help! // Nate Conners Holiday Magic Feature

True Murder: The Most Shocking Killers
THE ASSASSINS OF YOUTH-Part 1

True Murder: The Most Shocking Killers

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 3, 2023 40:55


On Halloween morning, 1984, 17 year-old Scott Christopher Dove left home in his car heading to classes at high school and disappeared. 8 days later his abandoned car was discovered behind the psychiatric hospital, across the street from the high school. Evidently he had been abducted.On December 1st, 30 days after he had disappeared, Scott Dove's body was discovered, dumped in a gravel pit, his body left for someone to find. He had been stabbed multiple times, and had bled to death.Immediately incredible rumors spread throughout the city, graphic tales of genital and facial mutilation done to Dove—sent as a message. Thunder Bay police proceeded with their murder investigation but by July, 1985 there had been no arrests.Scott's parents Dolly and Mervin Dove were desperate to bring the killers of their son to justice, and so they requested the regional Coroner conduct an inquest into Scott's death.In America, inquests are generally conducted by a coroner, who are officials of a county or city. These inquests are not trials, but investigations conducted to provide information that will assist in determining the manner in which a person died.In Canada, an inquest is a public hearing conducted by a coroner held to inform the public about the circumstances of a death. It is not an investigation. But unlike in America, inquest jurors are prohibited from making any finding of legal responsibility, or expressing any conclusion of law.2 days later the inquest was halted by an attorney on behalf of his client, convicted drug trafficker Gary Bruce Lamont. He had been named as Scott Dove's killer.By 1986, despite everyone, including the police believing that Lamont was their suspect, the murder case turned cold.Then just before Christmas 2013, Gary Lamont was arrested. But it was not for the murder of Scott Dove. The Ontario Provincial Police entered into an investigation regarding allegations of historical sexual assaults which had occurred between 1997 and 2007.At the preliminary trial in May 2014, victims of Lamont testified about 17 separate charges including seven counts of sexual assault, one count of administering a stupefying drug; one count of forcible confinement; and one count of sexual assault with a weapon—an axe. All involving young male victims, aged 17-24. He eventually plead guilty to 5 counts of sexual assault, and was sentenced to 5 years in prison.Gary Bruce Lamont as a convicted sex offender would be required to give a DNA sample. In 1984, DNA was in its infancy, as were its numerous future advancements. It was now 2016, 32 years later. For those watching, it seemed that soon DNA testing would finally confirm Lamont was Scott Dove's killer.In 2016 I began my own murder investigation, eventually cracking the case wide open and uncovering the truth about the murder of Scott Dove, Halloween, 1984.This is the horrifying true story—THE ASSASSINS OF YOUTH: Part 1-TRICK OR TREAT?Produced by Evan Gardiner and Dan ZupanskyMusic by Evan GardinerMusic by Ken KrotowichThis show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/3269715/advertisement