Worshiping Him

Reprimand

"Jess, hurry up!" I shouted through the washroom door. "We are supposed to be there in ten minutes!" We'd been living together, along with John, for three days now. Jess easily took longer than John and I combined to get ready. Granted, she always looked immaculate by the time she finished. The door swung open and a puff of steam rushed for freedom. It cleared to reveal Jess completely naked. Her confident stance accentuated her womanly curves.

She stepped forward, flirtatiously close, and grabbed my caged cock through my thin robe. "No need to nag. It's barely a two minute walk," she said, lips a short inch from my own. Jess had quickly grown comfortable with John and I, but she seems to enjoy teasing me in particular. She was right though. Custodian quarters were in the same section as the high ranked priests. I suspected that was to ensure we could actually get some rest without constant propositions for service.

I looked down as she slipped her hand into my robe to fondle my balls. "You do realize I'm immune to your seduction, don't you?" I did my best to look disinterested.

She kissed me on the cheek, "Of course you are baby. I'm sure your cock throbs like that all the time." With a knowing glance she moved past me, retrieved her robe from the table, and draped it over her body, sash untied at her sides. The silk passed around a perky breasts, leaving it completely exposed. Jess smiled, "Ready!"

"If you don't cover up somebody is going to stop us in the hall and we don't have time for a... detour."

With an exaggerated pout, she pulled the fabric over and tied her sash. "Fine, have it your way. Can't have you showing up in the high priest's office covered in cum."

"Hey! I'm not going to suck every dick that comes your way. In fact, you owe me a big favor."

"Eh, I'd say a slightly above average favor. Don't you go blowing things out of proportion, mister."

"I'll blow whatever I want..." Jess raised an eyebrow. "... and it's a BIG favor because I did it without you even having to ask."

Jess smirked, "I think that's called charity, which I happily accepted. Thanks again by the way. Now let's go! I'm not going to let you blame me if we end up late." Her robe twisted around her as she spun and walked out the door.

Smiling, I rolled my eyes and followed her. We made our way down the hall side by side. Summons like these were apparently pretty common. John had already received his first one yesterday but refused to share any details, not even who had made the request. A direct summons could only be made by a fairly high ranking official. The secrecy only made me that much more curious.

Jess stopped, "I think this is it."

I stared at the nameplate on the door, "Norman Driskal."

"Yeah this is definitely it. He asked us to enter without knocking." I glanced at Jess. We were both nervous and I knew she wouldn't make the first move. Steeling myself, I slowly opened the door and stepped inside.

A middle-aged man sat behind a massive wooden desk, cluttered with paper, books, and miscellaneous trinkets. He addressed us without looking up from his work, "Ah, excellent. Just in time. Names?"

"Joseph," I paused to let Jess chime in, but a moment of awkward silence ensued. "And this is Jess."

He spared a glance to examine us. "Call me Norm. Don't be shy. Both of you come up to my desk." We obeyed. Something about this man made me trust him. An aura of sagely wisdom surrounded him - born from his tired voice and knowing eyes. Jess and I stood shoulder to shoulder. Although we were mere inches from the desk, its size left a solid seven or eight feet between us and the high priest. "De-robe," he ordered nonchalantly.