A Manmaid’s Tale (Gay SPH)

CuckinChastity I stood in a small room to the side of the altar. From my vantage, I could see and hear the High Priestess. The fabric of the fine white robe felt cool and smooth against my skin. When I peeked out a little further, I could see the congregation. Every seat was occupied, as one would expect on a high occasion like the Spring Offering. Spring was the time for our fertility rite in which the females would be

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