Casey The Covenant I thought there was nothing more degrading or humiliating than what was done to me at the veil. Lily had been so mean and I could taste the strangerâs semen for days. Not matter how much I brushed my teeth or washed my face, I felt dirty. Marked. How could it get any worse? Brother Steele came to me and told me heâs chosen me to be his spiritual wife. I was confused, not sure he meant. I am already married! He explained that The Order continued the sacred practice of polygamy in secret, and that soon I would be his. I donât know why he chose me. I donât want to be chosen. But he says itâs not up to me and I donât have a choice. Iâm his now. When I objected, he chastised me for being prideful and stepping outside my place. A wife should be obedient and subservient to her husband, and he has many wives more virtuous than I that would be happy to kneel at his feet. And yet, when weâre lying together and heâs inside me, itâs like nothing else. The way he touches me and uses me⦠how he speaks to me. It feels wrong. But Iâm never more aroused. It seems like all he wants to do is assert his power over me and possess me. And as his spiritual wife, heâll be able to take me whenever he pleases.
