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She had been in there for a month. A month to resist the craziness that was around her. She blamed her dad for this, she wasn't harming anyone but he thought she was out of control. That she needed “spiritual guidance”. She will never forget that day, riding behind her dad’s car and saw the sign:
”Welcome to New Eden, home of the Overseer Family.”
It was that sign that caused alarms to ring out in her mind, and since stepping foot at the doors she was quick to see the clues.
The location was the first clue, this compound in the middle of nowhere behind a bunch of woods.
The way everyone was dressed was the second clue, in all-white dresses and robes. Very uniform, no individuality. They didn’t even have names, they all went by random numbers or “holy numbers” painted on the front of their clothes in yellow and blue. The members showed her where she would be staying. It was there they took her suitcase and gently instructed her to remove the clothes she had on. They explained that she no longer required any clothes from the outside. She was then given a white dress and presented her number: 33.
The members had a strict routine, she was made to get up at the ass crack of dawn and swim in the pool just behind the main meeting hall with other members before starting the day. They ate a strict vegan diet for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Each member had a job, either you worked at the restaurant that was located just outside the compound’s entrance or you worked around the compound itself. Lucy was given the job of gardening in the greenhouse, however she was taken aback at the obvious marijuana plants there. When she asked if they were real, one of the members giggled as if she told a joke.
”Of course they are real!” They replied. “This is the sacred herb, Father requires us to breathe it in whenever we meditate and pray.”
Some guy called Father was the final clue.
“Father” did not dress like them. This man had to be in his late 40s, thick southern accent. He was very theatrical and loud whenever he spoke. She found the snake handling deeply unnecessary and dangerous. She sat there, watching everyone laughing and singing while this man talked about how they could be and do everything they want as long as they were kind, otherwise, they were viperous, and the poison like the snake’s venom would kill them.
She had to get the hell out of there!
She tried to call home to get out, but her dad would not listen. Saying this was the best for her when she tried to tell him this was clearly a cult, he told her she was being ridiculous. She had no way out, she didn't even know where she was.
“Father” also liked having one-on-one counseling sessions. This was also required for her to do, something she hated with a passion. He asked her personal questions she refused to give. She also told him she refused to call him Father.
“That’s alright, you can just call me Cooper.” He always spoke in a gentle tone.
Cooper Howard was his real name she soon found out. Everyone knew details about him, he made no secret about it. He was born somewhere in Georgia, he was a Marine but was discharged after suffering an injury, he acted in some movies but never got famous. He got a spiritual awakening much later in life and wanted to spread his love to those who needed it. He never made people call him Father, he just was.
He was an open book, anything she asked about him he answered. He had a wife and child but they were divorced. He didn't have multiple wives.
Why?
“There is always another half of a person like Adam and Eve.” He explained. “God has not shown me my Eve.”
He stopped talking like a mentor after a while, he still talked his spiritual nonsense but he talked to her like a person.
An equal.
She began to open up a bit, a mistake to make she felt. The counseling sessions became closer and more intimate. Brushing of fingertips, sitting close together. Looks became longer, she even caught him looking at her lips now and then.
She then noticed that his sermons were just him talking about sex and intimate relationships. How the serpent and the apple represent sexual interaction. She also noticed how often he looked at her when he talks about it. It made her feel exposed, targeted.
She had to resist this insanity, but it was getting more and more difficult to do. Especially with her own body betraying her.
“I did not see you at the gathering tonight. Everything okay?”
Lucy jumped hearing his voice. She thought for sure she got away with not being seen.
“I’m fine, just not very hungry,” she replied to him.
“Is it the food? I warned 111 that the soup was too salty.”
She laughed a bit, shaking her head.
“No, it’s not that,” she shook her head. “I just needed a moment alone is all.”
She could hear footsteps, Cooper’s presence hovering over her.
“Would you like to talk about it?”
She took a breath before looking at him. This had to be some form of Stockholm Syndrome, she reasoned to herself. He was not a bad looking man, she wasn’t blind. But the whole thing was just too strange for her! It didn't help the way he looked at her on top of that, his hazel eyes full of emotion with a hint of something more behind them.
“You can confide in me you know, any burden that weighs on you I can take and lift you.”
“Why me?” She suddenly asked. “You have all these people hanging on your word, do literally anything for you. I have not given you any of that and yet you still want to help me. I honestly don't even need help! This was my dad’s stupid idea and I…I don’t fucking get it.”
He stood there, hands in his pockets.
“Would you like me to answer as Father or as Cooper?” He asked.
It was a new rule between the two of them during their sessions. When she felt he is being too Jesus Freak she tells him to talk like Cooper. A thing he actually agreed to do, she felt they got the best talks that way.
“Cooper. Please,” she replied.
He sat down next to her, letting out a sigh before he spoke.
“I knew you were going to be a challenge when I met you. I have not been challenged in a while. These people look to me for answers and they always listen. But not you, you question, you observe. It’s honestly been very refreshing, to say the least. I knew you were special.”
He looks at her the whole time he spoke.
“I must admit, it’s so refreshing that I am struggling. My intent is to help you with your vices, which I know has worked. However, I find myself wanting to spend time with you outside of my position as a mentor. To be near you more.”
“But why?” She stressed.
“Because while I am a man of God, I'm still a man.”
She could feel her heart leap up her throat.
“Now, since that has been said…I think it is time for you to be invited to my home, if you would like.”
His home, the one away from everyone. They would be totally alone. At least here there were members around. If it were just the two of them, who knows what would happen.
“And…what would we be doing there?” She asked.
“Well, first things first you have to eat. As much as I adore the food, you need something a little more filling. And after that? We can just talk without the worry of prying eyes…”
She had no idea what possessed her, but she agreed.
She stared at the painted picture of “Father” with the members above the fireplace, he had a halo around him while they were at his feet with their arms raised to him.
“A gift from 76,” his words pulled her back as he walked in carrying two glasses of wine. “What do you think of it?”
“Just a reminder of how crazy this whole thing is,” she turned around taking her glass. True to his word Cooper made something for her to eat. It was different from the food at the compound. He cooked her grilled chicken with steamed vegetables, the most normal meal she had in a while.
“You know, I thought like you once,” he said as he took a sip of his wine. “After my divorce, I was so hollow. I drank and gambled almost all of my savings. I walked past a sermon one night after getting kicked out some place. I have heard men preaching a thousand times, but this man was different, I was compelled to listen to him and his word. The things he was saying…it spoke to me in ways I never heard before. It was as if he knew exactly what I was feeling at that moment. I was moved, and I started going to his sermons.”
“Let me guess, he was your Father.”
“He was, I learned so much from him. I devoted my entire life to him and practiced his ways. I got clean, got better. If it weren’t for him I would have been dead.”
He guided her to sit on the couch next to him.
“So I do get your rebellion Lucy. It’s perfectly natural to ignore what God is putting in your path because you find it to be a coincidence and not something more deep. But, have you considered to just…see the pros more than the cons.”
“Cooper…” she sighed, looking at the drink he gave her. She was certain he slipped something in there. 
“Yes, I know, I’m a preacher Darlin’ comes with the territory.” He chuckles, taking another sip of his wine before setting it down. “Bottom line, even if you don’t believe. You must see some good has come from this for you…right?”
“It got me away from my shitty dad I guess,” she shrugged. “And…I kinda like the routine once I got used to it. Smoking weed as a way to be spiritually aligned is a nice touch too.”
“I kinda threw that in myself,” he confessed. “Spiritual men have used it since the beginning of time, why not me too? Plus it’s a plant, it’s natural. There is nothing wrong with things if it is natural. Now, are you going to ever drink your glass? Starting to feel snubbed.”
Lucy smiled, looking at him and then at the glass. Fuck it, she decides to take a sip.
They talk more, going off subject. He talked about his time in Hollywood, working as a stuntman before landing some spgetti westers. Eventually, she finally opened up about her dad, and why she was rebelling. The death of her mom was hard, they did everything together…it certainly helped keeping her dad at bay with his bullshit.
“You feel you lost a protector,” Cooper spoke. His voice was much more gentle as he started stroking her hair. She had to admit, it felt really nice.
“I lost my best friend,” Lucy replied as she took another sip. “My dad never understood me. Hell, I think he hates the fact his firstborn was a daughter. When my brother was born he was over the moon, he finally had an heir…it was then I realized that I was never enough in his eyes.”
“But you are enough, more than you realize,” Cooper leaned close to her she could smell his cologne along with a hint of cigarette smoke.
“Your father sounds like he is stuck in a patriarchal view of the world. Where women serve and men thrive. Men like him forget that is it women that built this world. Women nurture, they care. Become motherly for those who need it. They think in ways men can only dream about. Do you really think Adam would have survived without Eve? Eve showed Adam a better view of things. Without women, men suffer from their own egos.”
Wow, that sounded very refreshing to hear. She looked back at him before shrugging again.
“I mean…I guess, I don’t know. Every time I called him he loves to remind me that I need fixing. That I’m being difficult. Doesn’t do well for the self-esteem.”
“Do you want to know what I think?” He asked. “I think you have not had someone who lifts you up. Takes care of you. Your dad clearly failed you as a father, and because of that failure you have a hard time letting people in. Am I wrong?”
Lucy shook her head, Cooper talked a lot of shit but he was right about that.
“I don’t think you are difficult at all, nor do you need to be fixed. What you need is guidance, just a little helping hand. You know the rest of your way.”
“I don’t know, I don’t really pull my weight around here,” Lucy argued.
“You do more than you think. But it’s like I told you before. You are not just 33, you never were…not to me.”
There it was again, the lingering looks. Something in her was heated by the way he looked at her. She could not count the last guy who looked at her like that.
“See, this is why I have a hard time believing you never slept with one female member here,” she pointed at the window.
“There were offers believe me. I love everyone here…however, God told me they were not the one. And I have to trust in what he tells me.”
“So…I’m the first woman you have invited here? Why?” She boldly asked, it was then that she noticed he shifted. Looking heated himself.
“I think you and I both know why you’re here,” he replied. She watched him lick his lips, his eyes casting down at her lips again. “You have been something I was not prepared for. But, to answer your question, God has finally told me what I should do…”
“And what, does he want you to do?” She took a breath. He reaches over to take her glass and places it beside his when he turns back around.
“God wants me to eat your pussy,” he rasped.
Lucy’s eyes widened, she had her suspicions but to hear it out loud. She even gasped in reply. Cooper in return reached out cupping her cheek.
“Was that too bold?” He asked laughing a bit. “Surely you have been feeling it the same way I have.”
“I-I mean…I just thought it’s what you do, making people feel special.”
“But I want to make you feel special in a different way. I was not kidding when I said I wanted to be near you. I want to be near you in a way I have not felt with other people. I want to kiss you, touch you. I want to know the noises you make when I do certain things to you. You don’t know the many nights I have spent touching myself. Thinking about you in my bed, naked…getting you so wet for me. But I will not do it unless you want it too. I will back up, I will go back to how we were before.”
Kind of hard to go back to normal after hearing the leader of a cult wants to eat you out and fuck you. Waht even was normal anymore?
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered. She could feel his lips close to hers. “Do you want me?”
Lucy felt she was about to jump out of her body. Before she wanted nothing more than to be out of this place. Now, all she could think about was being with this man. A man who knew she was damaged and yet wanted her.
“I-I mean…yeah, I do want you,” she whispered back. In an instant, his lips were on hers in a slow but heated kiss. She moaned softly in the kiss, letting her mouth open which Cooper took as an invite. His tongue slid into her mouth, moving against her tongue at a sinful pace. She could feel her nipples harden, her clit throbbing.
Cooper himself let out a noise clearly pleased. Pulling away to take a breath, his lips swollen. She watched as his eyes cast down. The white dress he had the women wear left little to the imagination. Needing a bra was not required. Her hardened nipples were obvious, she felt his hand reach over to her breasts. The pad of his thumb brushed against one of her nipples making her breath hitch.
“May I see?” He asked, looking at her while continuing to tease her nipple. She could only nod, letting him move her back to the couch as he slid off the couch to his knees. He pulled the front of her dress down, her breasts now exposed to him. The air made them only pucker more.
“You’re so beautiful, so soft,” he breathed. Both of his hands are now on her. Both thumbs brush over her nipples making her moan. “Reactive too I see?”
She couldn’t respond with words, her face felt hot from embarrassment that her body betrayed her like that. It did feel good, really good. Watching his hands tease her nipples with his thumb and pointer finger was erotic within itself.
“We like that huh?” He asked, leaning over to replace one of his hands with his lips. “Does this feel good?”
“Mhm,” she nodded biting her bottom lip. He kissed her nipple a few times before capturing it in a slow, sensual suck. Even gave her a little show flicking it with the tip of his tongue.
“Could do this all day,” he laughed. Switching over and giving the other nipple the same amount of attention. “Such beautiful titties…”
He blew cool air on them, making her gasp again. He really liked seeing her react it seemed.
“Will you let me see more?” He asked, his hands now at the bottom of her skirt rising it up her legs. “Hm? Let me have a little taste of your apple yeah?”
She lifted her hips, allowing him to bunch her skirt up on her stomach. She looked down, watching him open her legs with a deep hungry look in his eye.
“I um…I haven’t groomed in a while…” she warned him.
“You don’t need to,” he replied. “This is how a woman is supposed to look. Wild, free…so appetizing.”
He brushed his fingers against her clit, making her squeal and grab on the side of the couch.
“Fuck…you’re dripping…you do want me,” he looks up at her smiling then licking his fingers with her juices. “Mmm, you’re sweet…I knew you would be.”
“Really?” She asked.
“Oh yes, I have no doubt the fruit in Eden tasted just like this. This beautiful, juicy little pussy…”
He took a long lick from her folds to her clit. Giving the sensitive nub proper attention between sucks and flicks. Lucy became blinded with pleasure, soft pants and moans leaving her lips chiming with his wet assault on her.
She then felt a thick finger sliding inside her, making her eyes roll back as he curled it a bit. A second finger soon joins in. Lucy looked back down watching him pump his fingers inside her.
“Taking me so well, you haven’t even got the feeling of my cock yet.”
“Cooper…please…” she begged.
“Please what baby?” He goes back to teasing her clit with his tongue. “Do you want it? To be fucked like you deserved to be fucked?”
“Yes…fuck please!”
“Mmm, cum on my fingers first. Then we’ll go to my room…want to fuck you proper.”
He replaced his tongue with his thumb, rubbing against her clit up and down in a quick pace. Lucy didn’t last much longer, letting out a breathy moan and she felt herself cum. She heard him growl, pulling his fingers out of her and into his mouth. Her whole body was on fire, trying to catch her breath while still fully exposed to him. She could see him look at her, admiring his work.
“My god you’re perfect,” he let out a deep sigh. “Like you were made just for me…Fuck…”
Slowly he got up on his feet, his erection very obvious through his pants. The size did not get lost on Lucy, this was going to be an experience that sure was going to ruin her.
“Come on baby,” he holds out his hand only to lift her into his arms. “Time to bond in a way the good Lord intended us to be.”
He took her up the stairs, into the threshold of his room. His bed was just as lavish as she expected it to be from a leader, the cross over it being an obvious touch. He sets her down on her feet, taking his time to slide the dress off her. There she was, standing in her full glory to him while he slowly started undoing the buttons of his shirt.
Now it was her turn to admire him, he was very fit for his age. Lean, yet muscular around his arms and chest. By the time he undoes his pants and move them down, she got to see just how blessed God made him to be.
“Like what you see hm?” His question touched on amusement. He gently takes her hand and guides it to his cock, wrapping her fingers around him making them both sigh in pleasure.
“It’s been so long…since I have shared a bed with another,” he looks at her with hooded eyes. “But I knew God would bless me with someone made for me…and here you are…oh god damn…”
Her hands slowly strokes him, she could feel her mouth water wanting to put him in her mouth.
“Later,” he spoke as if reading her mind. “If you suck me off I may not last. I want to cum inside you.”
Moving her hand away he guides her to lay back on the bed. Crawling up her body until his cock was hovering over her. Sitting back on his knees, he taps his cock on her clit a few times making her squeal out again.
“Sensitive little thing,” he smirked. He slowly guides himself inside of her, making them both moan out while he stayed perfectly still.
“Are you okay?” He asked. She took deep breaths to get used to his size. Fuck he made her feel so full! She gave him a nod, feeling him move slightly but not enough just yet.
“So good…so perfect…” Cooper panted, eyes rolled back while his thrusts went deeper. “Oh…oh fuck…I knew it, I knew you were the one…”
Lucy gripped on the pillow, watching how his muscles tightened as he pumped. Her own moans leaving her lips.
“Don’t stop…oh fuck…”
“Oh I have intention to stop,” he told her. “I’m never going to stop…you’re mine…all mine…”
His thrusts picked up, making her breasts move just as fast as his movement. He reached out, rubbing her nipple against her thumb and finger causing her back to arch.
“I’m gonna cum…are you close baby?” He pants. She was, she could feel her climax building but she couldn’t form the words to speak. The look on her face must have been enough for him, making him pick up his pace while reaching between them to quickly rub on her clit.
“Cum…come on baby…”
Lucy felt her orgasm hit, causing her to scream out to the heavens. Her head jerked back seeing the cross on the wall as he grunts before finally cumming inside her. She stayed like that for a while, not feeling him move until she felt him slide from her and lay beside her.
Suddenly the realization hit her, they didn’t use protection. She moved her head looking at him, he had a look of bliss on his face. It was that face that made her slight worry go away.
“That was…something,” she spoke letting out a small laugh.
“It certainly was, beats my own hand,” he leaned over kissing her bare arm. “How do you feel?”
“I feel…amazing. I didn’t realize how pent-up I was,” she turned to face him. She watched him take her hand, giving it gentle kisses.
“Would it be something you would like to do again?” He asked.
“I mean…I wouldn’t mind doing it again if you want to,” she shrugged.
“Oh I do, I do so much,” he smiled. “In fact, if you give me a moment I might be up for it again.”
Lucy giggles, biting her lip at him.
“So…what happens now? Between us?” She asked. He raises a brow at her while stroking her hair from her face.
“You mean besides making love?” Lucy nodded. “Well, I would suppose that we start teaching you the things I know. Maybe tell the flock about your new position.”
“New position?” She asked confused. Cooper gives her a knowing smile, kissing her on her lips.
“You’re my Eve, I saw all the signs. And now? I am more convinced of what God has blessed me with. I want us to be together, just us. You will move here, of course, that is…unless you have changed your mind about me.”
Lucy could not wrap her mind around it, she was feeling all kinds of emotions at once.
“Don’t think now, just rest hm? We got all the time in the world,” Cooper instructed. Lucy could only nod, he was right. Maybe things will be different in the morning.
Rule 1. One must be up at the godly hour of 4 am. This gives one time to pray and meditate before heading down to the pool for a morning bath.
She was about to move when an arm stopped her.
“Where are you going?” Cooper’s groggy voice spoke.
“I have to get up and pray,” she replied.
“You can skip one day, I promise God can miss a prayer. Lay back with me baby…”
“But I have to make it to the morning bath.”
“You can have bath here, my tub is big enough for the two of us.”
She didn’t argue after that.
Rule 2. One must eat three organic foods a day. Breakfast Lunch and Dinner. Never stray from the routine. For this is the cloest thing to enlightment.
Cooper cooked her bacon and scrambled eggs. The smell of coffee filled her senses, when was the last time she had coffee? They never even bothered with lunch, by the time she was done with her last bite of bacon he was leaning over capturing her lips in a kiss.
Rule 3. You must take time when meditating to inhale the sacred herb. For Father instructs it is the closest way to meet God.
“Fuck your pussy feels so good…god damn…”
Lucy’s mind was dancing on a cloud. They had just smoked his own stash of weed which had to be laced with something. Before she knew it he had her on all fours fucking her from behind.
“Fuck your dick feels…Mmph!”
“Take it, baby…that’s it…ah yeah…”
She felt him smack her ass making her giggle, if this was what they were going to do from now on she might take up on his offer!
Rule 4. Work must be done at all times, if not working for the compound then one must work for the home.
Lucy tried to hide from the covers as she heard a knock at the door. Cooper slid some pants on and walked over, cracking the door open, and talked to someone on the other side.
“It’s okay, it was just the housekeeper,” he told her as he got back in bed. “You can come out of hiding.”
“You have a housekeeper? No one from the flocks comes here?”
“No, I make a rule for no one from the flock to come here. I love them all…but this is my safe space. Well, now our safe space.”
Rule 5. Sermons are mandatory. One must not miss a single sermon.
“They are going to treat me differently.”
“Well of course they are going to, you are about to take a new role.”
“Can’t we just…wait? We can easily tell then I had a breakthrough and you need my undivided attention?” Lucy reasoned.
“I suppose, we did just start. Sure, we’ll wait.”
His entire sermon was about finding hope and love when one believes they are lost. Every now and then he looks at her and she felt something she thought couldn’t be possible being here, she felt happiness.
Rule 6. After dinner unless there is a night celebration, one must be sure to be in bed before midnight. End the day with prayers and meditate.
“That’s it…relax your throat a little…oh fuck…”
She was on her knees, her hair balled up in his hand with a tight grip as she works him in her mouth. She thought so she take all of him, but that proved to be a bust when she gagged violently. Eventually, she settled on working her hand what she couldn’t suck. Bobbing her head while he pants and moans.
“My god you’re so…so fucking good…fuck I’m gonna cum…”
She works him as fast as she could, swallowing each thick rope of cum he give her as he moans out his orgasm.
They lay in bed, looking at each other. Suddenly Lucy began to giggle, making him smile.
“What so funny?” He asked.
“It’s just…this is crazy. This whole thing is insane…before I wanted nothing more than to get out of here. Now? Now I don’t wanna leave.”
“Well I’m glad we’re on the same page about that finally,” he chuckles. “I really had no intentions to let you go.”
“I’m that good in bed huh?” She teased but he suddenly grew more serious.
“Not just that, although that is a plus. No…I have prayed for someone like you for a long time. And now that I found you…I can’t just let that go. Even though I know I’m just a creepy old man.”
“You’re not that old,” Lucy argued.
“Be that as it may, you were meant to be here. I was meant to meet you. And now, all your pain and suffering has paid off. I swear to God almighty, you will never go without.”
“If you decide to have multiple wives I’m going to chop your nuts off,” Lucy warned making Cooper laugh a loud hearty laugh.
“Consider it done Mother.”