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| Father Edmund was a happy man. He was fair of face and strong in build, and at 38 years was quite young for his position as parish priest. He had received his appointment from Lord Winston, landowner, and therefore served as the only hope of salvation and forgiveness for a great many peasants and their families. He performed weddings, funerals, baptisms; he blessed the crops and prayed for rain. He gave advice, mediated arguments, and counseled couples. Because of his efforts, the needy were generally well cared for. He was loved, much-needed and had become an important part of this village and many others. He happily surveyed the trappings of his fine estate, easily appreciating his luxurious parish home. Grinning without conscience, he knew he had everything he had ever wanted. He had immense wealth, fine trappings, foods, servants; his slightest wish was immediately met. But most importantly, he had an unending supply of sinful parishioners in need of his loving discipline. Rubbing his hands together slightly, he took a moment to reflect upon the other added benefits of his work. Father Edmund was not merely a priest; he was also a lecherous man. (He and Lord Winston shared a great deal in common.) Unencumbered by the burdensome vows of celibacy, he was free to express his enormous deviant sexual appetite upon all the people of Lord Winston’s lands. This was with the full knowledge and permission of the lord. Many of the adults in his parish, both men and women, had at one time received his consecration, his wrath, his punishments and pardons. He wasn’t discriminatory; he adored all types of women, young, mature, thin, robust, even several women at once. He also loved men. In fact, he enjoyed men a great deal. Their obvious shame delighted his jaded senses, they truly begged for his bestowed blessings, their openings were so tight - Ah, yes. But his favorite would always be women, especially young women. He usually preferred them to be naked, on their knees, begging for absolution, begging for continued punishment, begging - Smiling wickedly as these thoughts and others drifted through his mind, he slowly made his way into the sanctuary of his church. He immediately noticed the young girl kneeling at the rail, penitent, head bowed, long hair pulled discreetly back. She prayed fervently with hands clasped tightly in front of her face. She was wearing a simple brown homespun dress with a white apron laced tightly around her trim waist. The soles of her well-worn shoes faced him as he walked towards the rail. Her poor status did not diminish the beauty of her figure, he reasoned, his head tilted to the side. He knew at once the identity of the young woman before him. Just nineteen years old, as yet unmarried, her face was as beautiful as the rest of her. Though he was certain why she was here, he said nothing as he quietly walked past her and into the confessional. Hearing the door shut, Elise looked up in surprise and then gracefully got to her feet. She went into her side of the box, perching nervously on the seat. “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” her litany began. “I know, my child.” “You. . . know?” “Of course, Elise, of course. I know the sins you harbor deep inside your heart.” “How could you? How could anyone?” Deeply mortified, she put her head into her hands. “My child, I know Lord Winston has offered for your hand.” “Yes. Yes, he wants me to marry him.” “And I know you are in love with a young village boy. Isn’t that right?“ “S-Samuel.” “Yes, Samuel. Your family wishes the match with Lord Winston, but you do not agree, even though it would ensure that you and your family live in comfort?” “Yes.” She was bowing her head in shame. “That is all true. But my wishes do not matter. My father is forcing me to wed.” She continued in a whisper, “He punished me several days ago for my ungratefulness.” “He beat you?” “He thrashed me horribly. I am too self-indulgent, he says. I must learn to think of others first.” “How?” “F-Father?” “How did he punish you? You must tell me everything.” “H-he stripped me of my clothes and made me kneel on my bed. Then he used birches on my fundament until I sobbed and screamed and pleaded for release. Afterwards he tenderly stroked my hair but was suddenly very brusque as he left me. I know I must have displeased him terribly.” “Elise, my child. You will marry Lord Winston; you have no choice. We must all accept providence.” “But I cannot wed him! He is elderly, so wizened, and his hands,” she said, shuddering, “His hands are as ice when he places them on me. And when he stares at me in his lascivious manner it makes my skin crawl.” The priest smiled knowingly. “My child, have you been with young Samuel?” “No, Father. Samuel and I have kissed and caressed, but not as a man and wife would touch. But now to think, that for the rest of my life -” “Yes?” She blushed furiously and was unable to continue. “Elise?” “Father, I do not wish to be married to a man who does not arouse me. When I look at Lord Winston I feel only distaste. It is not the same when I gaze at Samuel.” “Tell me about Samuel, Elise. What thoughts does he awaken in you?” “Oh, Father, I think of our wedding night, and what wondrous things we would experience. When he kisses me, when he touches me, I am breathless with passion!” “My child, tell me. How have you caressed each other?” “Father Edmund, must I speak of all that?” “Yes, if you want true absolution.” She sighed and softly murmured, “We have used our hands on each other, on our bare bodies. I would caress him and he would expand from softness until he was the most wonderful length and girth. Men are so marvelously made! It is a wonder, truly!” “Go on.” “When I continued to stroke him his body would tense so and then his member would begin to shoot streams of warm fluid. He loved this so much; he couldn’t wait until we were wed, he would tell me, so he could put that fluid in me.” “Did Samuel also touch you?” “Yes. He would tickle inside my cleft with his fingers. It made me tremble and squirm and then shout with joy!” “Where did you do this exploration?” “Sometimes a hidden place in the woods, sometimes in his parent’s hay loft. Oh, you won’t tell my father, will you? He would thrash me ever so much more severely if he found out!” “Of course not, Elise,” he said, smiling. “This remains between us. But you must continue your declaration.” “What do you mean?” “I need to know what else happened between you and Samuel.” “I don’t know what you wish to know.” “How else did you explore each other?” “How else?” “Do not anger me, Elise. Did he handle your breasts? Did he tease your bottom hole? Did he use his mouth upon you? Did you do the same to him?” “Oh!” She began to quietly sob into her hands, face blushing with shame. “My child, my child. You must disclose all to be set free.” “Yes, Father Edmund.“ Sniffling, she attempted composure. “What else did you do?” He impatiently demanded. Speaking softly, she said, “He did put his fingers into my bottom hole. It was so arousing, so very naughty. I know it was indecent, yet I felt no shame. I’m so sorry, Father.” “And then?” “And then as he slid them in and out he licked upon my button. I screamed as I was overcome.” The priest shifted positions in the booth. “I see. And you? What did you do for Samuel?” “I - I licked upon his manhood and felt it grow enormously in my mouth. He became very excited and almost rough with me. He held my hair, thrusting himself fiercely into me and then his explosion was down my throat and on my lips, everywhere.” Father Edmund smiled and adjusted himself yet again. He was enjoying her recitation tremendously and was already planning the form of her penance. “I am pleased you have confessed your sins today, Elise. Is that everything?” “Yes, Father. I believe so.” “Are you certain, my child?” “What do you mean?” “I am speaking of your special friend, the one with whom you wash laundry?” “Grace? She has been my companion for as long as I can remember.” “Yes, your companion.” Smiling lustfully, though appearing to be deep in thought, he added, “Only a friend?” “Y-yes, of course. What do you mean?” “I believe you know to what I refer. Did it not happen that the two of you were found with flesh bared, touching each other?” “We were at the river, we were washing clothes, it wasn’t like that!” “You didn’t kiss her?” “I -” “How did it feel to kiss another girl, Elise? Was it as you thought it would be?” “Father Edmund, I didn’t -” “How did it feel?” Head down, she quietly replied, “Her mouth was warm and wet. She tasted of strawberries.” “Yes. And you enjoyed it?” “Y-yes.” “Did you caress her?” “Yes.” “You touched her naked breasts? You allowed her to touch yours?” “Yes.” “And that? How did that feel?” “It was forbidden; we knew it was forbidden. But it was so exciting. Grace is so beautiful; her breasts were soft, her nipples firm, and my flesh tingled and quivered under her hands.” “Why did you stop?” “We heard noises up the river so we ran from the water. We covered ourselves and hurried home as quickly as we could.” “And then?” He asked, smiling at the image. “We haven’t spoken of it since. We didn’t think anyone saw us.” “Yes, my dear, you were seen. That information was given to me not long ago during a young man’s confession.” There was silence for a moment as each contemplated the situation. Her thoughts were of relief and forgiveness while his mind contained overt lust and desire. “Elise.” “Yes?” “We must begin your correction immediately.” “Now? But Father, I must-” “Now. At once.” He stepped out of his box and opened her door. Holding out his hand he said, “come with me at once to my chambers. We have a great deal of work to do.” Elise was taken to the priest’s inner sanctum, hidden in the back of the church. He drew her inside the large room, locking the door behind them. She was eager for absolution, somewhat nervous, and that anxiety grew as she noticed specific items about the room. There were large armless chairs, various tools of restraint, a wide variety of spanking implements, and could that possibly be a pillory over there against the wall? “F-Father Edmund?” She began, as he pulled her with him to a thick chair in the center of the room. She was over his lap before she realized it, and he lifted her skirts up over her waist despite her protestations. “No! Please!” “Elise. It is time you understood what it will take to achieve true forgiveness. Your release will only be achieved through your willing and complete submission to me.” Holding her firmly, ignoring her gasps, Father Edmund removed her undergarments, pushing them to her knees. He grew hard at the sight of her pretty bottom, pale cheeks clenching, still slightly marked from the beating she’d recently received from her father. He spanked her firmly once across her rounded globes, enjoying the jiggle, watching the red imprint immediately appear. “Ohhhh!” He slapped her other cheek with the same blushing response, the same startled squeal of protest. “Sweet Elise, we have far to travel together before we will cease today.” He began to spank her in earnest, knowing the first strokes wouldn’t truly hurt, knowing it was merely shame causing her loud wails. But as his thick hand continued to punish, her cries increased in volume and he knew she was finally feeling the punishment. Elise kicked her feet and squirmed, humiliated, face as crimson as her bottom. Her breaths came in huffing gasps as she continued her protests, but soon tears of pain and chagrin were trickling down her face. “F-Father, please.” To her utter mortification she began sobbing out loud, yet he continued to spank her with constant, heavy, hard slaps. She lost count as she wept over his lap. Halting momentarily, he stroked her scarlet cheeks, fiery hot to his touch. He forced her legs wide apart, and sliding his fingers around, he sought and found her intact virginity. He smiled at the copious amount of aroused fluid, and moved up slightly to tease her bottom hole with moistened fingers. At her startled flinch he slid inside. “Oh!” Holding her tightly, he roughly fingered that tightest hole, forcing digits out and in. Her head was swimming in pain and pleasure and she groaned as he continued to abuse her clenched rosebud. She squirmed all over his lap, feeling his firm manhood prodding her until he stopped abruptly and removed his fingers. “Stand up.” Shuddering, head down, legs spread, she stammered, “F-Father?” “I don’t think you are ready for forgiveness.” She got to her feet and stood with trembling knees before him. He easily ripped the rest of her clothes from her and walked slowly around her body, examining her. He touched her arms, pinched her nipples, caressed her face, her back, her rounded hips as she attempted to cover her nakedness. “Beautiful, Elise. You are beautiful.” He cupped her inflamed cheeks, musing to himself, as if with regret. “But these have not been properly whipped. You are not yet ready. Come with me.” He pulled her with him now and she began to sob anew as she realized their destination. On the other side of the room the pillory stood open, beckoning, awaiting her. Her steps slowed as they approached, and he had to roughly pull her the final distance. “Elise!” He ordered. “N-no, Father, please, oh please don’t make me -” In response, he pulled her down over the wood, forcing her neck and wrists into the openings, quickly closing and latching the restraints. There was a cushion for her knees and the holes were softened, but she barely noticed the padding for comfort as she struggled to get free. Her disgrace was tremendous; her bottom was up, legs spread, offering her most intimate secrets to Father Edmund. Chuckling, he walked behind her, ogling those exposed cheeks. She moaned in reply, still attempting to free herself. “Elise,” he said, “Your wanton behavior, your ungratefulness to your family, your lustful toying with your friend Grace, all demonstrate the need for serious retribution. After that, you will receive your release. You will not go to your groom blemished in sin, I promise you.” He picked up an implement from the bench and held it out for her perusal. At her gasp of shock, he smiled and swung it through the air, seemingly amazed at the whistling sound. “It’s a cane, Elise. Hard and firm, just the type of punishment a sinful girl like you needs.” SWISH! He swung the cane violently against smooth skin, smiling at her outcry and the red line appearing at once on her already crimson globes. “Ahhh, very nice, hmmm? Let’s do another.” “N-no, Father!” SWISH! “Ahhhhh!” The sight of her bottom tightly clenching was almost more than he could stand. SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! Elise yelped at each stroke of the cane as the lines criss-crossed her inflamed cheeks. SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! She was crying open-mouthed now, sobbing in the shackles and renewing her struggles for freedom. “Father Edmund, please forgive me! Father, oh, please stop!” “Elise. I will stop when you’ve received the proper amount of discipline.” SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! She shrieked incoherently at each stripe of the cane and he noticed with pleasure the growing welts on her tortured backside. He paused, enjoying her whimpers, and as he ran his hands over the marks, he felt the intense heat, felt her shudder in response. Ah. Beautiful. He was uncomfortably rigid, and was looking forward to furthering her education. Just a few more strokes; after all, he had a lifetime to punish this sweet young girl. SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! Father Edmund tossed the cane aside; it clattered noisily until it halted itself against the wall. The only sounds remaining in the room were heaving sobs and then footsteps as he walked around to the front of the pillory. He touched her hair; she slowly raised her reddened face to his. “Elise.” Her blue eyes widened as he lifted his robe and released his enormous erection. Holding himself in one hand, he ordered, “open your mouth.” “Father,” she begged, “Please-” Father Edmund spread her mouth with his fingers and pushed himself into her. She gagged on his length, whimpered around his hardness, but he held her firmly and pummeled into her mouth without mercy. “Oh, yes, my sweet Elise,” he groaned, roughly plunging out and in. Tears trickled down her cheeks, mingling with the saliva from her mouth. The sight stimulated him further and he increased the power of his strokes, causing her to choke around his thickness. It was too much for the libidinous priest and after a few more thrusts he began to gush enormous spurts into her unwilling throat. Holding her tightly he forced her to swallow his fluid and she gasped and sputtered as she complied with his demands. He continued to pump until he had bathed her face and mouth and even the front of the pillory. Stepping back slightly he stood over her, smiling, adjusting his robes. Though his breathing was a bit labored, he seemed otherwise unaffected by his recent display. Again stepping behind the punished girl, he used his large hands to spread her legs wide. Sliding a hand between them he touched the moisture that glistened everywhere. Her moisture. “Elise, my dear, what is this? So much wetness.” “I’m s-sorry, Father.” “You are aroused from your punishment?” “No, Father -” “That will never do. Such naughty behavior.” “Father, please -” “Perhaps we are not finished here after all.” “No, Father, please!” He continued to slide his fingers around as she squirmed, punished hips pumping. Leaving her virginity intact (for today, he reasoned) he began to rub her hard little button of pleasure. “Oh!” “Yes, sinful child. You want this?” “Father, oh please, oh my, what are you, yes, yes, oh don’t stop, please -” “No, Elise, sweet Elise, I won’t stop.” And he continued to caress her, enjoying her uncontrollable writhing, her gasps and whimpers and moans until her screams of pleasure overcame her. She collapsed, shuddering, limp in her restraints. He unlocked the pillory and helped the shaking young woman to her feet. Handing her a peasant robe, he said, “here, child. Put this on.” She did so with trembling fingers and uncertain movements, nearly swaying from exhaustion. “I expect to see you again quite soon, Elise. We still have a great deal of work to do before you’re ready to marry Lord Winston.” “F-Father? I don’t understand. More punishment?” Smiling gently, stroking her hair, “Of course, my child. And next time, young Samuel will accompany you. It seems he’s in dire need of forgiveness too.” |
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