Three hours flew by in minutes, and Simon's dick was polished clean. Maria blew him like an experienced courtesan and combined with the heightened sensitivity in his manhood, he was out like a light very soon. This did not stop his 'jailor' and his crotch was kept accompanied for the whole duration. By the time he woke up, the 'sermon' was over and he was gently being nudged awake similar to the few 'providers' left that managed to 'feed' the angels to the very end. Unlike him though, all of the 'non-acolytes' were paid for their time and given free post 'feeding' care. Not that he needed one, but it still chafed at the edges to see the difference in attitude.
Maria was kind and simply lifted him from his seat and guided him to his next task. Being educated by a man of the cloth.
Another hour of his day was stuck in this damned 'holy temple' being indoctrinated to the 'ways' of the celestial order. He sat with kids half his age while an educator turned them into self-enslaving puppets and he meant that quite literally. He was just dicking around with some of his new powers, he had caused no damage or
He did not want to believe that the church was this fucked up, but reality turned out to be worse than fiction. This whole room was under the effects of a subtle mind-altering enchantment that slowly shifted one's perception of the world. It was only by luck that he found and luckier 'still that the same source had a way to counter that magic.
If he had his way, he would run for the hills, but he was advised to stay and do his time, and not reveal his hand. Better still to take an angel or two for himself to 'solidify' relations.
And if he was being honest, his advisor scared him more than the whole church combined but at least he knew she was on his side because if not he would have asked for asylum from the church anyway regardless of the cost. Staying here surrounded by angels gave him a good space to interact with the entity that had more legends about her kind than gods worshipped by an entire religion and none of them were good.
"Now class. Today we will learn about the archangel of love, Samael..."
The whole time he tried not to doze off while every student around him listened with rapt attention, very uncanny for children their age and it gave more credence to what he felt. There was a slight caress at the edge of his mind that should have been proof enough but the feeling vanished moments after, presumably his defenses taking effect.
The next holiday cycle could not come soon enough. During those days, at least he was allowed to leave his 'prison' and act like a tamer for a bit while he still had 150 days of 're-education' left.
The rest of his day was at least more relaxing as he was free to roam the temple, peruse its archives and converse with the locals not that the men of this establishment wanted to do anything to do with him, the angels at least were very nice and sincere. Since he had nothing better to do with his time, he primarily spent it with Itsy, Hiss, and Whiskers. Itsy became a church tailor, Hiss was remarkable at doing most menial chores, and Whiskers... she acted like a cat and many children in this accursed place loved to play with her.
Normally, all his bonded would be seized. But since he had only level 3 bonds, all of them instead had their powers sealed similarly to his and as such he could not turn them into equipment. Not that they knew that despite their seals he had access to quite a bit of his power.
They were also 'employed' by the church as free labor, and clothing in Itsy's case. He was allowed to feed and spend time with them in the presence of his 'jailor'.
He was not allowed to sleep with them, however. The reason he was given was that if he could kill one of them the seal would be broken and he would suddenly have access to a very powerful immortal monster and as such could never be allowed to interact with them without supervision.
The truth was far more sinister, however, and if it were not for the fact he was rendered immune to most of its effects, he would already be a 'devout' follower.
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Night came soon enough and like the rest, he was sent off to sleep as soon as the sun went down and was expected to be up the moment it peered across the horizon.
As he lay down on his bed, he felt a slow bleed of magic into the room trying to lull him to sleep and unlike the last time he let it do its thing, he could break the magic later.
"Is he asleep?" said a strong masculine voice
"Yes." a meek and sad voice replied.
"Good. Now go in there and drain him of his essence. Make sure he is weak enough to apply the enchantments."
"Yes, milord... May I speak?"
"Sure, go ahead."
"The more I consume his essence, the more I become enraptured by him. Soon, not even the "Binding of Heaven" can suppress my love for him."
"That quick, huh? Only more proof that we need to get him under control as quickly as possible. Getting him under the noses of the nobles and that monster of a man was an extremely lucky break. We need to capitalize on this. Weaken him and put those enchantments on him. If it becomes too much we will simply mindwipe you and give you to him as a 'gift from the heavens' that shit always works."
"I understand... holy one. Will the church be fine without my expertise?"
"Please. Dark enchanters like you are easy to get and keep. You already knew too much in my opinion and I think hitching you to that piece of shit is a match made in hell. Now shake your lesser ass on that unholy dick. We do not have all night."
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