The House in the Forest Pt. 05

The House in the Forest

Part V - Ritual

By Sylviafan and LadyKaren50

The House in the Woods is a series of interlinked fictional stories based focused on Lara, and her adult children Jessica and Marty. It takes place around Lara's childhood home, a house set on the edge of an extensive forest, which seems to exert a sexual or spiritual influence on the local inhabitants.

The series is a trans-Atlantic collaboration between LadyKaren50 and Sylviafan, so readers may spot inconsistencies based on two somewhat different forms of the English language! We both hope that you enjoy the stories and look forward to receiving comments.

All characters depicted in the stories are aged eighteen or over.

With the chapter we bring this part of the story to a close. Whether or not there will be any more to this story added in the future is unknown. Any readers who wish to suggest ideas for future episodes and adventures of this magical community are invited to share their ideas with one of the authors.

We do hope you have enjoyed the series.

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Jessi spent several days visiting with Audrey and Andrew, talking about the history and current state of the community, the membership, the challenges and possible directions forward. Audrey had also taken a fair amount of time to explain everything that Jessi would need to know about the organization and lead-up to her Ascension ritual. It all sounded chaotic to Jessi, but Audrey assured her it was controlled chaos. Of course, during their time together, they spent much time in each other's arms, loving and exploring their bodies. Finally, the time had come to return and get on with the tasks at hand. And so, as a parting gift Audrey nursed her son's hard cock until he had cum on Jessi's face, inside her cunt and on her body. Then Audrey and Andrew together took the time to lick her clean as Jessi returned the favor with her own tongue. But finally, Jessi departed and headed back to the house, naked of course but this time with the purple cloak wrapped around her shoulders.

Once she had arrived, she went directly to the library and took her place in the Master's chair and began to ponder her impending inauguration as the leader of the Community. And while the responsibility now felt very real, big and frightening, she did feel some peace in the fact that she finally felt she had support. Still, she was only in her twenties! Could she really provide the leadership and inspiration required to be a good and effective leader? Had she the life experience required? Did she have the inner strength? Jessi looked at the portrait of Nana Adelaide for help, but her ancestor remained firmly in the picture. Apparently, she and the other ghosts could not be summoned on demand, although her words resonated in Jessi's head like a voice from another room.

"And don't forget that to lead means you need to know how to follow. You need to have experienced submission in order to be dominant. Compassion requires that you can experience and feel everything that the community members are experiencing. This is required of an effective leader. The Ascension will ritualize this."

Suddenly Jessi knew what she had to do. Reaching for her cell phone, she flipped open the address book on the desk that contained the details of all the Community members along with their naked photos. And she began to set up appointments with all the local members whom she had not yet visited. She even resolved that she would attempt to include a few return visits as well. The goal was to get to know all the members of the community in advance of the investiture as well as reasonably possible. For, while it was the responsibility of Audrey, High Priestess to the Community, with her son Andrew's assistance, to organize the ceremony of the Leadership Ascension ritual, Jessi would not be a part of this planning. Therefore, she determined that since the ceremony was to take place in six months as a rite of the coming of spring, and it would be attended by all the members of the local Community, in the time before the ritual Jessi would personally visit every family, nearly fifty in all, in order to introduce herself to those who did not know her very well and to talk to them about their needs, their expectations and a little of her vision of how the Community should move forward in the modern world.

Without exception, she found warmth, acceptance and enthusiasm about her ideas. Some of the older members even ventured to voice mild criticism of the last leader, her Grandfather Howard, and his lack of both humility and vision. Everyone said they were looking forward very much to the Ascension ceremony. The message was clear: It was time for a change, new leader and a new direction.

Of course, each interview was conducted in much the same manner as her own interview with the spectre of Nana Adelaide had been. The interview had begun with the instruction: "Make yourself presentable." And for those who did not greet her naked initially Jessi repeated that instruction at the start of each visit. She would remove her purple cloak and reveal her own nakedness and watch as her hosts did the same. Without hesitation the membership and Jessi herself spent their time together naked. Jessi also encouraged mutual touching, exploration and self-pleasure during their audience. It was common for the men and women to masturbate in her presence, and she would encourage this by fingering herself as she shared her vision.

And when the time came for her to take her leave of each of the households, she introduced a modification of the community parting. Her grandfather Howard would expect the members to kiss and suck his cock when he greeted or departed from members after a meeting or encounter, but Jessi made an alteration. They were to kiss her lips - both pair of lips - her pussy lips and her mouth. Each of the members would savor the experience, taking time to lick and explore both openings with their tongues. But the change was that Jessi would also kneel and return the favor, taking cocks of all sizes into her mouth and exploring the vast variety of vulvas within the community. This symbolized a return to a more egalitarian approach to the administration of the community. And in kissing and licking and even sucking both the men and women of all ages and sizes and positions, by relishing the invasion of her mouth and her cunt by this myriad of different tongues and the tingling and throbbing it brought about, she became increasingly excited about the upcoming ritual.

The Ascension Ceremony

The day of the ceremony dawned bright and clear. It was a Sunday in late April, and the woodland was green and lush with new growth. Jessi knew nothing of the details of what was to happen. She had been told by Audrey that she must present herself at the High Priestess's cottage at eight o'clock in the morning. That was all she had been told. She had also been instructed to name three consorts for her ceremony - two male and one female. For these positions she had chosen her brother, Marty, and Audrey's son, Andrew, for whom she had begun to develop very strong feelings. And after some thought, she had chosen her grandmother, Joyce, as her female consort.

Naked, and without her cloak, she walked slowly through the early-morning woodland. Although the sky was now cloudless, there had been a shower overnight and as the sun rose in the sky it brought about the appearance of diamonds twinkling on every leaf. The effect was magical. Shafts of sunlight penetrated the canopy and lit her path, while her procession was accompanied enthusiastically by the chirp and chatter of birdsong.

Audrey's cottage, in its little clearing, came into view just before eight o'clock, and there was Audrey waiting for her, flanked by Jessi's consorts who wore white robes, in contrast to Audrey's regal purple. Audrey stepped forward to meet the Leader-in-Waiting.

"Greetings, Jessica," she spoke clearly and loudly and the consorts echoed her.

Jessi knelt in front of Audrey and crawled to her, kissed her pussy with some passion before bowing her head.

"Are you ready for the Ceremony?"

"Yes. I am ready!" Jessi answered as calmly as she could.

"Greet your consorts!"

Jessi crawled to each of them in turn, bowed her head to the ground and then engulfed her brother's cock, sucking it hungrily for a moment before letting it go and moving to Andrew where she repeated the action. Finally, she crawled to her grandmother, to Nana Joyce, and kissed her labia gently allowing her tongue to flick between her thick lips and lick the older woman's clitoris. Then Jessi bowed her head again in humility.

"Take her for cleansing," the High Priestess ordered. Marty and Andrew took an arm each and led Jessi around to the side of the house where a large copper tub stood filled with rainwater. Audrey and Nana Joyce watched in silence as Jessi stepped into the water. It was cold, but also somehow warm and comforting. She stood naked in the water as her brothers cleaned her slowly, gently and thoroughly with sponges. She felt their hands and fingers on her small breasts with their rigid nipples and on her pussy and her ass. Audrey told Joyce to pull Jessi's hair back into a ponytail and her grandmother did this as her granddaughter stood submissively in the tub.

Afterwards Nana Joyce dried her with a towel and presented her with a new robe to wear. It was red and gold and it sparkled in the sunlight. Nana Joyce carefully draped it around her granddaughter and concluded by fastening it at the collar with a gold chain.

"It is time," Audrey intoned. "Tie her hands, blindfold and collar her."

Jessi experienced a surge of fear and excitement as a blindfold was put over her eyes and tied at the back. Her heart thumped in her chest as her wrists were taken and tied behind her back with a length of soft rope. Finally, a collar was fastened around her neck and she was ready.

Jessi was carefully guided along the path, moving even deeper into the forest, guided and supported with her brother and Andrew on either side of her holding her by the arm. Audrey led the group with Nana Joyce following up behind. They walked in silence for maybe twenty minutes, before Jessi was aware of coming into a clearing in the forest where the sunlight blazed down directly upon her head. The little group stopped and Jessi felt her robe being unclasped and removed. Then her blindfold was removed.

Jessi gasped. The clearing was full of people. A ring of people, maybe thirty yards across. Men and women, aged from late teens to late seventies, all wearing white tunics, apart from a group of twelve, divided evenly with six men and six women. These were the Elders of the Community, who stood to one side and were dressed in brown robes. They were all there! All the members she had visited over the past six months plus even a few she had not yet met. This was her community who had enthusiastically gathered to see the appointment of their new leader. Looking at all the faces looking at her, Jessi felt another surge of uncertainty, but then she felt a grip on her arm and turned to see her grandmother, a warm supportive smile on her face. Jessi took a deep breath and looked back at the assembly, her face firm, all doubts resolved.

She was led into the ring, where a wooden frame rested on a soft bed of moss and ferns. Audrey stepped forward and said in a clear, strong voice: "I have brought the Leader-in-Waiting. She is ready to take the reins of leadership. Do you accept her?"

There was a murmuring of "Yes," starting low and getting higher. "Does anyone in the Community contest this Ascension?" Audrey asked as silence fell. The silence was deafening. Crickets chirruped in the grass and larks sang overhead.

"In which case," Audrey continued, "Our Leader-in-Waiting must now be taken through the ritual of submission and humiliation, so that she understands the importance of her leadership and never forgets the needs of the community that she serves. First, she will submit to the members of the Community. Andrew, fit her leash."

At her side, Andrew took a dog leash out of a pouch in his robe and clipped it onto Jessi's collar. Then he handed it to the High Priestess. Audrey pulled Jessi into the center of the ring and ordered her to kneel, with help from her brothers as her hands were still tied. "Recite the Statement of Obeisance," she told Jessi, and Jessi repeated the words that Audrey had given her to memorize, stating that she would discharge the responsibilities of her office without fear or favor and with the humility, compassion and love that was the foundation of the Community. As she spoke the words, loudly and clearly, she engaged her eyes with the members, seeing only respect and warmth.

"Now you must submit to the membership," the High Priestess told Jessi as she was helped to her feet by Marty and Andrew. She was led over to the first family, a young couple in their early thirties called, she remembered, Judy and Robert. "Stand before them and bow your head," Audrey ordered. Jessi did as she was told, feeling suddenly very aware of her nakedness, her throbbing pussy and her aching nipples.

"You may touch the Leader-in-Waiting," said Audrey to the couple. "And taste her."

Judy tilted Jessi's head up so that she was looking at her, then she leaned forward and kissed Jessi's mouth, deeply and passionately, one hand on Jessi's breast, her fingertips brushing her nipples. Robert reached out and cupped her vulva and squeezed, gently. Jessi felt her knees wobble as waves of desire flooded through her naked body. She thrust her hips towards him, encouraging him to slide his fingers into her cunt, but Audrey was pulling her away, using the lead. Breaking her kiss with Judy and moving on to the next family.

The next group were the Fitzsimmons family, Jessi recalled as she stood before them, her head bowed. Middle-aged parents, whose given names she couldn't recall, along with their adult children, Jenny and Jack.

"You may touch the Leader-in-Waiting," repeated Audrey. "And taste her."

And suddenly the whole family's hands and mouths were all over her. She was kissed by Abigail Fitzsimmons, then by Jack, their tongues pushed deep into her mouth. The father, Markus Fitzsimmons fastened onto one of her nipples, and she felt tingles of pleasure as he licked and sucked her stiff buds. Jenny lost no time in sliding two or three fingers into Jessi's sopping wet pussy. And sopping it was; she could feel her juices trickling down her inner thighs, cold against her skin in the fresh morning air. Her knees wobbled again and she could feel the first stirrings of an orgasm as Audrey tugged on her leash and she was pulled to the next family in the circle.

Rob and Susie Parker were in their late sixties, but no less eager to explore their new leader's young body. After Audrey had repeated her permission to touch, Rob's mouth was on hers, his moustache bristly and exciting, his tongue big and warm and wet. Susie knelt on the thick turf and pressed her face to Jessi's bald cunt, lapping furiously for the few seconds that each family was allowed. Again, she felt the first stirrings of a climax as the gray-haired lady sucked her clitoris into her mouth and flicked her tongue over the tip. Jessi moaned, the moan turning into a choked gasp as she was pulled by her leash to her next stop.

And so, it went on, family after family, the same ritual each time. She would bow to them and then Audrey would repeat her mantra, and the family members would kiss her and stroke her breasts and finger her throbbing pussy. Jessi was in a hazy state of constant arousal, without the chance of a release through orgasm. The High Priestess seemed instinctively to know when Jessi was getting close and she would jerk the leash and they would move on.

Some of the kissing and touching was less pleasant than others. A farmer called Jacob pushed all four of his work-thickened fingers into Jessi's cunt and she thought he was going to tear her open. A wild-looking lad, who could not have been more than eighteen, moistened his middle finger with her juices and then slid it right up her ass. Jessi gasped with surprise, although it was not unpleasant.

Even though a few, a very few, of the Community members were mildly aggressive, pinching and biting her nipples and roughly finger-fucking her, most were gentle and caring, expressing through their kissing and stroking and licking their love for and acceptance of their new leader.

Jessi felt that love, and she embraced her humiliation and abasement. She bowed before the Community and submitted to their fingers and mouths, male and female, young and old. But in sharing herself with them, she found strength and purpose and a growing feeling that this would be the dawn of a new era for the Community.

She also felt the constant heat of arousal as she was passed from group to group. Her legs were like jelly; her nipples became so tender that by the end she could hardly bear to have them sucked any longer. Her pussy was a dripping well of juices, musky and meaty, and she was grateful to Doris, when she eventually found herself in front of the family that owned the local store and who were Jessi's closest friends in the Community. Doris slid two of her long, slim fingers into Jessi and then brought them to her mouth so that Jessi could, at last, have a taste of herself.

Time became a blur, without meaning, except that the sun climbed higher in the sky, shortening the shadows as the morning drew on. It was maybe two hours later when Jessi was pulled from the last kiss, the last fingers left her breasts and cunt; and in a daze of arousal, her body on fire, Jessi was led back to the center of the circle and the wooden frame sitting on the bed of mosses and ferns.

Audrey motioned to Marty and Andrew as she unclipped the dog lead from Jessi's collar. "Tie the Leader-in-Waiting to the frame," she ordered them.

Jessi was made to lie down and spread her arms and legs out on the soft bed of vegetation, which seemed to envelope her in some primal way. Lengths of soft, white rope were produced, and Jessi's ankles and wrists were tied firmly to the corners of the frame, stretching her out in an erotic cruciform shape. After the slow-burn stimulation of the last two hours, this felt like they were entering a new and more exotic phase of the ceremony. Jessi's heart began to beat harder and faster, thumping in her chest as she looked around at the circle of people, silent and watching.

"We now move to the ritual of the anointing," Audrey intoned. "Will the Community Elders step forward."

The twelve brown-robed men and women who had not yet played a part, stepped forward and formed a circle around the spreadeagled and naked figure of their Leader-in-Waiting. At a signal from Audrey, they unclasped their robes and slid them off their shoulders. All were naked underneath.

The Community elders had been largely irrelevant during Grandpa Howard's tenure, but Jessi had been determined that the Community should, under its new leader, be controlled and managed in the way in which it was intended by its founders. Audrey had agreed wholeheartedly and now here they stood, surrounding their young leader, naked and aroused. They varied in age between early forties and early sixties. Some had weathered the ravages of time better than others, but they all stood proudly, unashamed, the men all erect and the women's nipples hard in the fresh morning air.

"In accordance with the instructions handed down from the earliest times," Audrey said, loudly and clearly, "the Leader-in-Waiting will now be anointed with the seed of the Elders, starting, in accordance with tradition, with the youngest of the Elders. Charles and Caleb, please step forward. You will deposit your seed on the Leader-in-Waiting's breasts."

Two wiry-looking men moved to a position either side of the bound and naked Jessi. She stared fascinated at their cocks; big, veined and hard, a drip of pre-cum on the tip of Caleb's.

"Commence!" the High Priestess commanded curtly.

Both men began to masturbate, using long strokes, their faces contorted with pleasure. Jessi could hear the faint liquid noises as their cocks became slippery with fluid and they stroked harder and faster. Caleb started grunting and it was clear he was close to ejaculation.

"Agnes and Mary, step forward!" Audrey commanded. Two women, one slender to the point of skinniness and one more rounded and with big, saggy breasts, stepped out and knelt beside the men. Caleb and Charles released their cocks and the women took their cocks in their hands and continued pumping them hard and fast as the men groaned and grimaced.

It was over quite quickly. Caleb gave a muted roar and arched his back as a rope of cum shot from his cock to splatter across Jessi's left breast, followed by two or three smaller spurts. It felt warm and viscous on her tender skin. One spurt coated her tender nipple, and she felt instant relief as it puddled around her areola. Charles came a few seconds later with a grunt. Agnes pointed his cock at Jessi's right tit and stroked him as his cock pulsed and jetted its thick fluid over her soft young skin. The ladies finished up by licking and sucking clean their men's cocks after which the men stepped back to join the circle of Elders.

"Spread the seed, ladies," the High Priestess intoned. "Coat her young body and let her taste the seed of her most devout followers."

Agnes and Mary went to work on the helpless Jessi. They picked up fingers of the dripping silvery goo and smeared it all over her breasts. They tasted the ejaculation from both men. They licked up big gobbets of semen and leaned over to kiss Jessi, letting the spunk dribble from their lips and into her open mouth. Jessi was enthralled! She had never felt so helpless or so turned on. Her whole body seemed to pulse with sexual energy, her pussy throbbed and her nipples were so hard they ached. She opened her mouth willingly to take her followers' sperm and she swallowed it gratefully. Agnes and Mary finished their task by kissing Jessi and sliding their cum-coated tongues into her mouth.

Ben and Richie were the next two men to step forward. Ben was grey-haired, his face lined by years of work. But he had the biggest cock Jessi had ever seen in the flesh. It had to be nine or ten inches! Richie's dick was shorter but thick and veined and Jessi knew that one day it would feel good inside her pussy.

"You will masturbate over her cunt," Audrey commanded as the two men took their cocks in their hand and commenced jerking off. As before, when the two men were close to ejaculation, two women, Barbara and Vicky, were summoned to take over and direct the jets over Jessi's shaved bush and wet, shiny cunt lips. As before, they cleaned their men before massaging the loads of spunk into Jessi's pussy and stomach and thighs, using their fingers and tongues. But they avoided touching or licking her labia as Jessi writhed in frustration since she felt their fingers and tongues all over her, exciting her, but bringing no relief. As before, they dribbled spunk and saliva into her mouth before kissing her and moving back to the group.

The last two Eldermen, Geoff and Aaron, stepped up to the wooden frame where Jessi was bound. Geoff was a man of the woods, big and hairy. His cock, as Jessi observed, was short, but very thick and with a head the size of a peach. Aaron's hard cock was longer and slimmer. "You will cum on her face and hair," stated the High Priestess. Positioned either side of her, both men gripped their cocks and started masturbating hard and fast.

It wasn't long before Geoff started grunting while Sally and Naomi, the last two Elderwomen, stepped forward and took over from the men. It was Aaron who came first, gasping and bucking his hips as Naomi directed a thick spout of cum onto Jessi's face and hair. It spattered her nose and cheeks which prompted her to try to reach a little trickle with her tongue while Sally brought Geoff to a loud climax. Jessi instinctively opened her mouth, neatly catching a thick spurt of his spunk, and allowing it to trickle down her throat, warm and salty.

The naked Elderwomen licked and sucked their men clean and then turned their attention to Jessi, for the final time. She lay submissively, pulling gently at her bonds to stimulate herself as Sally and Naomi smoothed and massaged the sticky cum from their menfolk into Jessi's face and hair. There was a lot of kissing and exchanging of saliva and ejaculate. Jessi felt a welling of love and desire for these women and for all the members of her community. But most of all, she needed the release of an orgasm.

Eventually when the women were done, they stood up and re-joined their group. The Elders as a group stood together watching, but now without their robes which lay in crumpled piles at their feet. Jessi was left spreadeagled on the frame, her naked body coated with a film of drying semen with the taste of it in her mouth. The sun was now high in the sky and Jessi reckoned it must be approaching noon. Audrey confirmed this. Turning slowly to address the whole circle, the High Priestess stated that, as the sun reached its zenith, the male consorts would deposit their seed inside the Leader-in-Waiting. "My son, and the Leader-in-Waiting's half-brother, Andrew, will be first."

Jessi's heart raced. She was strongly attracted to her half-brother, Andrew, and this would be the first time he penetrated her. Andrew unclasped his white robe and stepped over the frame to stand, naked, between Jessi's outstretched legs. He was beautiful, with his long, blondish brown hair, toned body and thick, veined penis, with the big, purple cockhead leaking a clear, sticky fluid. He stood, waiting for guidance.

"Fuck her, son of mine!" Audrey's voice rang out in the still forest air. "Fuck the Leader-in-Waiting as you have fucked your mother so many times! And deposit your seed deep inside her!"

Andrew gripped his cock shaft and leaned forwards, smiling gently at Jessi. She gulped, her face reddening with emotion as she felt his big plum press against her soaking labia. Then, she moaned with joy and completeness! He was sliding in slowly... deeper and deeper he pushed... it felt like her body was being plunged into a hot-tub of pleasure. Her half-brother started a slow in and out motion, long, slow, deep strokes that made Jessi gasp and moan, saliva mixed with the cum of the Elders running down her chin. She cried out, "Yes, Andrew, yes!" and Audrey said, "Harder, Andrew, harder darling!" as the crowd of members crowded around to watch and began a chant, led by a member with a drum: "FUCK HER! FUCK HER! FUCK HER! FUCK HER!" they cried, louder and louder.

Jessi strained against her bonds in a sea of arousal as Andrew rammed his thick cock in and out of her cunt. At last, she felt an orgasm begin to build. It grew and intensified until it finally coursed through her body. The intense, throbbing orgasm blinded and deafened her as it overwhelmed her senses. She screamed out in pleasure... over and over again! As Jessi's orgasm began to dissipate and she began to regain her senses just as Andrew gave a great roaring shout as he emptied his balls deep inside his half-sister, spurt after spurt of thick, silver cum. The crowd erupted with cheers and applause.

Jessi was groggy for a few seconds afterwards and hardly noticed as Andrew withdrew his cock from her cunt and wiped it on her face, before being orally cleaned by Jessi's mother Lara, who had been watching from off to the side throughout the ritual.

As Andrew stepped out of the frame to be cleaned, Jessi's brother Marty, stepped into the frame naked and hard, his long think cock bouncing as he moved.

"Finally, the Leader-in-Waiting will now be penetrated by her closest male relative, as is the custom of the Community," Audrey sang in a high, clear voice and there was now a low moan from the circle of members. Jessi opened her eyes and saw her adored brother, naked, hard and positioning himself between her legs. She felt his cockhead slowly part her labia and slide easily into her on a film of Andrew's cum and her own secretions.

Jessi expressed a deep guttural moan. She adored her brother's cock. She couldn't count the number of times he'd pushed it into her pussy or mouth, and even up her ass a couple of times. She relaxed as the sun beat down from nearly overhead onto the clearing and her naked, bound body in the center, acting as a kind of spotlight. Marty looked into her eyes, and she looked back as he fucked her with long, slow strokes.

The circle of members began to make a deep, moaning noise which grew louder and louder until replaced by the chant, this time:

FILL HER CUNT! FILL HER CUNT! FILL HER CUNT!

By now the members had removed their robes and were rubbing and kissing and fingering and exploring each other as they watched the ritual unfold.

Marty fucked his bound and helpless sister starting slow, but increasing in speed and intensity as the chant and general noise started to increase in pitch and amplitude. Marty's strokes got faster and faster and faster, reaching an intense crescendo as he rammed his cock in and out of his sister's cunt in a blur of movement.

Brother and sister came at the same moment with a scream, which afterwards was said to augur well for the new leader. Jessi screamed as an almost unbearably intense orgasm ripped through her naked body. Marty gasped and howled as he ejaculated in his sister and the Community clapped and screamed its approval of the act and of their new leader.

Lying back limply on the bed of moss and ferns, Jessi watched her brother step out of the wooden frame, crossing over to Danielle who was ready, on her knees to clean Marty's cock with her mouth. The crowd noise slowly diminished and until there was silence, into which Audrey spoke.

"In the final act of obeisance, before taking the mantle of leadership, the Leader-in-Waiting's cunt will now be cleansed by her female consort, and Jessi will drink the discharge." There was a hum of approval as Nana Joyce unclasped her white robe and stepped naked into the frame.

Jessi looked at her grandmother's still slender and desirable body. Her silver hair, that she liked to run her hands through; her large, rounded breasts with their big nipples that she liked to suck and fondle; the grey thin bush at her grandmother's loins, and the exciting flappy folds of her labia. She was the wife of the late leader and a guiding light in Jessi's life, much more so than her mother. The perfect choice of consort. And Jessi knew that Lara, who was in the circle of members, recognized this at least at some level. But now her grandmother was kneeling and bowing her head to her granddaughter's pussy, her tongue extended.

After her brother and half-brother had both filled her cunt with their cum, Jessi could feel it dripping from her spread legs to the foliage underneath her. And it was this leakage that Nana Joyce first mopped up with her tongue. She pressed her face to her granddaughter's cunt and licked and lapped and sucked up all the combined cum and arousal juice she could find before standing and leaning over Jessi, her mouth about eighteen inches above her granddaughter's face, allowing the mixture of cum and saliva to dribble in a silver stream into her open mouth which Jessi then hungrily swallowed.

There was a low moan from the audience as they watched this final ritual and noted with satisfaction that their new leader took the whole of her grandmother's mouth-full of spunk and spit and swallowed it greedily. This was followed again with cheering and rapturous applause which indicated that finally, the ceremony was over.

Andrew and Marty untied their sister from the frame and helped her to her feet, putting her purple robe around her shoulders and clasping it at her throat.

"I should like to say some words to the Community," she told Audrey.

"That is your right, Leader, and is expected."

Jessi hadn't rehearsed anything, but she stood confidently and spoke for about five minutes in a loud, clear voice that all the members could hear, regardless of their age. She said that she felt immensely privileged that she was now the leader of a community that went back generations and was unique in its beliefs and behaviors. She said that although she was still young, she understood the problems facing the members in the twenty-first century and she would do everything she could to provide strong and sensible direction to the benefit of all.

Afterwards she was escorted around the circle of families for a second time by Audrey. But this time she was robed in purple and led by the hand and not by a lead. The family members bowed their heads to her and called her 'Leader' and 'Mistress' and shook her hand.

Once Jessi had finished greeting the membership. She stood before the community and called out for her mother Lara and Debbie to come and kneel before her. Lara and Debbie, surprised but obedient, stepped out of the crowd and came forward. Then they knelt before her with their heads bowed.

"Your punishment is complete." Jessi spoke gently but loud enough for everyone to hear. She reached out and removed the collar she had placed around her mother's neck when they had first traveled to the House. Then she handed it to Debbie. "You acknowledge that you are a born house slave and therefore I give you to Debbie as your partner and mistress." She motioned them to stand.

Jessi kissed her mother with a deep passionate kiss and then turned to Debbie and shared a similar kiss with her. "May you always be a blessing to each other and to this Community." All three women had tears in their eyes as Jessi hugged them lovingly.

Jessi moved away from the center and moved toward the family members of the community. She felt more alive than she could ever remember even though the mantle of responsibility for the community sat heavily upon her shoulders. But she was young and strong and resilient, and she knew that she could guide her community family in the years to come and in the traditions of her ancestors.

As she reached the end of the circle of families, a movement in the forest caught her eye and she stood transfixed. She could clearly see the spectre of her great grandmother, Adelaide, naked beside a towering redwood. But as she looked, Adelaide waved to her and smiled. As Jessi stood watching as the spectre slowly began to disappear, fading into mist until there was nothing but the green of the trees and the undergrowth. She looked at Audrey, wondering if she, or anyone else, had seen the vision.

Audrey smiled. "She's telling you it's all yours, now, Jessi."

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