I had just turned eighteen, and I was headed off to college. I thought I was so mature, and knew everything. I was brought up in a Christian home and had never had a steady boyfriend.
Collage had been going for a couple of weeks when I saw that there was a bible study group that met on Wednesday. I was excited to start the bible study, hoping to meet some good Christian friends.
I arrived at the meeting early and sat there watching people come in. It was about time to start when a very hansom boy walked in. I closed my eyes and prayed. My prayers were answered when he sat right next to me, and gave me the biggest smile.
After the study club was over he introduced himself as Daniel. I thought he was the most hansom boy I Had ever met. We went out to dinner and spent the whole night talking. He was so kind and funny. The next day I could not concentrate on my classes thinking of him.
The rest of the school year we were inseparable. Daniel was such a gentleman, and always treated me with such respect. Daniel was a senior and I was a freshman. Graduation was quickly approaching and I was worrying if I would lose him forever, for he was heading back to his home town to take over his family business.
When he asked me to marry him I said yes immediately without even thinking. My parents had not even met Daniel. They came to his graduation to meet him and his family. His family was so nice and my parents were impressed with both Daniel and his family. I think my mom even had a little bit of a crush on Daniel herself, although dad was a bit worried about me being so young and leaving college.
Our plans were for me to go with Daniel to his home town for a couple of weeks. Then we were going to spend some time with my parents, and to plan our wedding.
The drive was very long but as long as I was with Daniel it did not matter. Daniel was my everything, and I was his.
When we got to his house his mother greeted me at our car she gave me such a warm welcome.
His mom carried my luggage to my room and special flowers were there waiting for me.
It was getting late his family was ready to retire. Daniel walked me to my bedroom, and informed me we were to have a meeting with his pastor in the morning. I was a bit up set and nervous. Daniel reassured me he was a very sweet man and he just wanted to meet the girl he had heard so much about.
Daniel woke me at about six o’clock and told me we needed to get going. I needed to have time to get ready but I was told there was no need for that I was beautiful as I was. I sulked all the way to the church, and let Daniel know how angry I was meeting such an important person and did not even get a shower. Daniel said that there was no need and that I would understand.
“What does that mean?”
Then Daniel razed his voice to me he had never done that before. I felt hurt and a little bit, scared.
“I’m sorry I did not mean to be difficult.”
Daniel said very little till we got to the church. He apologized and I felt a bit better. I did not like being emotionally separated from my love, and best friend.
As we were waiting for the preacher he held my hand firmly, not saying a word.
The preacher’s wife came out introducing herself as Debbie, and invited me back. I looked back at Daniel to see a lustful look in his eye. Debbie explained that he would be counseled in a separate room.
The preacher’s office was beautiful with a large desk, and beautiful religious decorations. Brother Stan introduced himself to me, and asked me to sit. He was a beautiful man, missing his calling to being a model.
Behind his desk on the wall was a sign. It read Wives submit yourselves unto your husbands as unto the lord.
Our conversation was very pleasant until he started to ask me personal questions. He asked me if I believed the bible was the word of God. I told him I absolutely did. He then asked me about my love and devotion to Daniel. I expressed that he was everything to me and I would do anything to please him. I looked to his wife and to Brother Stan to make sure they understood my love for my husband to be.
Brother Stan smiled and said Daniel wanted me to go through the Platinum Biblical Training Program.
I did not know what to say, “Training Program.”
I wanted to be everything for Daniel and the lord.
Brother Stan stood, and with the help of his wife (Debbie) I got out of my chair. He walked and around the desk and took both my hands checking me out from head to toe. This made me feel very uncomfortable. He looked at his wife and she came by my side, and quietly asked me to remove all my clothing.
Nobody had seen me naked since I was a small child. My parents, Daniel, not even a doctor had seen me nude in probably fifteen years. I was so shocked that as Debbie started to help me undress.I did or said nothing until I was in my bra and panties. I then started to say something, but the look I received from Brother Stan stopped me and I just complied removing my undergarments.
The look from this man of God was pure evil as he lusted after my body. His wife comforted me and led me through a door to a large shower area, something you would see in a locker room. Debbie then let her dress fall to the floor exposing her body as well.
As she stood there naked I was taken by her beauty. She then turned on one of the showers, and I chuckled at what Daniel had said about no need for me to clean myself up this morning. She led us under the water, and she started to wash the two of us off. She touched me so affectionately rubbing my breasts and ass. She spent a lot of time cleaning areas only I had touched, and letting her hands wonder around her own body.
I got the feeling that this sensual show was just that she was showing off to her husband who was watching this whole ordeal.
I could feel his eyes boring through me and my legs were feeling week. Debbie grabbed me helping to hold me as I gathered myself. I could feel her breasts and body up against me. Her touch was awaking feelings inside, along with being so exposed and exploited was making me gitty.
He watched as we went back into his office without even drying off. The cold air in his office caused my nipples to become hard and erect. This did not go unnoticed by our so called holy man.
I was led down the hallway of the church completely naked to a little room at the end of the hall. The preachers wife closed the door and had me sit in front of a small mirrored desk. She put her dress on leaving me naked. She started to put makeup on my eyes telling how wonderful it was going to be when I give up myself to my husband and to devote myself to pleasing him in every way.
She smiled as she continued to place makeup on my face. “OH I just love doing makeup, and you are so beautiful.”
“Now listen your training is going to be rough, my husband is a stickler for obedience.”
She turned me so I could see myself in the mirror, and I did look beautiful. I gasped at what I saw in myself.
“When you are done with your training and married I’ll show you how to do makeup, I promise.”
Pastor Stan came in the room asking if we were done. Looking at me he grinned. I’m not sure if his grin was one of personal lust, or something wicked that he knew about, and I did not.
He ran his hand through my hair looking deep into my eyes. His touch left a cold feeling in my heart.
His voice carried authority.
“Part of your training is to loose inhibition, and yourself.”
I was led to a large room that had several tables with chairs around them. On one end of the room was a table standing all by itself. He had me lie on the table, and proceeded to tie my hands to two bolts that were above my head. Debbie then spread my legs securing them to the table.
They both left the room without saying a word. I was lying their tied, exposed and totally alone. I had not been touched by a boy other than to kiss me. Now I was being exposed to such sexual deviance that both scares me and is starting to excite at the same time. My sexual arousal was very scary to me. Why is others depravity so exciting, and why was Debbie’s touch such a tingling experience.
Lying there with these thoughts were traversing through my head the door opened and several ladies came into the room carrying trays of food.