The Priest Teaches His Flock Ch 9 & Ch 10

She was the best he ever had, her inexperienced pussy bringing such pleasure to his cock. He always loved the untrained girls, their bodies responding to the acts he committed on them, not trying to please him, but reacting only to the animal impulses he had unleashed in their bodies. He only hoped that her sister, Charlotte, would be as good, the Bishop certain to have already begun leading her down the path to her eventual degradation and humiliation. His cock began to soften as he finished cumming inside Sally, slumping down over her body, her soaked pussy already beginning to push his soft cock out. “God loved what you did with your body, Sally. He liked the way you dragged the demon seed from my mortal flesh.” 

She began to cry, embarrassed as to how her body had reacted, cumming with Father John. She deserved to be punished. Father John’s hands still stroking her body as his cock fell out of her pussy with a loud pop followed by a rush of fluids running down the insides of her thighs.

Father John began to untie Sally, eager to punish her, his cock already stirring again at the thought of abusing her body. First her legs, untying them, helping her to put them back onto the ground again, Sally sighing, relieved that her legs were no longer painfully split apart. She felt her arms lowered, Father John releasing her wrists, Sally rubbing the feeling back into them. “Over here,” he ordered her, pushing her over to a clear spot on the floor. “Lie down on your back,” watching as she bent down onto her knees, her ass displayed for him as she turned over and let her back hit the cold tiles of the floor, her nipples hardened from the cold. At least she was not bound, the floor hard and cold as she lay down, Father John towering over her, his semi-erect sword still out, glistening from the mixture of their cum.

“Feet flat on the floor, knees bent. I want you to push your ass up off the floor and spread your legs wide open. Let your knees bow open.”

Sally was frightened as she began to follow his instructions. With her legs spread and her butt off the floor, raised up high, her sex was the highest point of her body. Father John said he was going to punish her, would he actually punish her sex! “Wwwhhat are you going to do?”

“I’m going to spank you, Sally. The Lord wants me to spank you between your legs, punish the pussy that tempted my sword. I want you to help me by giving me complete access.” He moved onto the floor beside her, pushing out on her knees, “wider, Sally, I want your pussy lips spread back, I want your inner pussy to receive the spanking.”

Sally couldn’t do anything except let him push her into the position he wanted. His hands slipped under her ass, pushing upwards, forcing her to arch up, her pussy high in the air, her legs bent and spread, the area between fully open for him. He gripped her sex with his hand, fingers pushing between her pussy lips. Rubbing up and down, his fingers forceful and powerful, not the soft masturbation that he had performed on her before, but the hard touch of someone that had control over her body, someone that enjoyed hearing her cry in pain. “Please, not there, spank my ass,” she begged him, afraid of the pain he would inflict on her.

“You dare refuse the Lord, Sally? It was your pussy that tempted my sword; it will be your pussy that will receive the punishment. Now raise up higher,” his hands urging her butt up off the floor until it was over two feet up in the air. “Yes, the Lord likes you presenting yourself that way. Now I want you to keep that position, even when I spank you. Do you understand Sally? Are you going to obey the Lord and take your punishment?”

Sally trembled but raised her butt off the floor, seeing Father John’s sword already swollen again. Why does she do this to him? How come she can’t control herself?

Father John smiled as he looked down on her, her pussy spread wide, sticky with the mixture of cum already drying, her body trembling as she presented herself for his punishment. “It will be ten, Sally. Ten slaps on your spread pussy. If you move, I will start all over. Now rise up,” his hand ready to inflict the first hit on her spread and open sex.

She closed her eyes, not wanting to see his hand, preferring to feel the pain first, the anticipation worse. She didn’t have to wait long, the sharp smack of his palm on her unprotected sex driving her body up higher as his hand swung in from below, slapping her low on her sex. “Ow!” she cried out in pain, her legs trembling in pain, but she kept the position, the sting of his hand on her delicate sex throbbing.

He rubbed her pussy again, feeling her body tense, his fingers gripping her pussy tightly, a cruel grip to show her the power the Lord had over her body. “Yes, the Lord is pleased with the way you are taking your punishment,” his hand leaving her sex, getting ready to hit her again.

She held her breath in anticipation, the sound of his hand breaking the air as it swung in an arch, upward to hit her low on her sex again with a resounding thud, her body arched up higher from the force of the blow. “Tttooo hard!” she yelled in pain, his hand hitting her harder, making her feel his power.

“That’s two, Sally. Now brace yourself, I’m going to spank downward between your legs, I want your ass off the floor at all times. If it touches, we will start all over again.” He watched as the muscles in her legs tightened up, waiting for the force of the blow to drive her downward, ready to stop it from happening, not wanting to begin again. A quick goose of her pussy, his large hand able to encircle her whole pussy, fingers finding their way between her lips, pulling her upward.

She felt him abuse her pussy before the hand left her again, her ass arched up high, braced for the next onslaught. God it hurt, each time his hand hit harder, eagerly drawing out a louder scream, Sally not disappointing him, her voice ringing out, “AAAwww!” the powerful hand eliciting a painful response from her body.

“Three,” his voice tapering off, his hand returning to fondle her sex, feeling her skin begin to heat up. The slaps were becoming harder and quicker, four and five almost in succession, Sally only able to gasp in pain before she was struck again.

Six and seven moved up higher, preparing her for eight and nine, both hits targeting her exposed clit, Father John successful in drawing the loudest scream from her lips as her delicate clit was smashed by his palm.

“EEEH!” she yelled in pain, the tenth hit by his palm the most painful, almost slamming her body into the floor, Father John putting all of his power behind the last and final spank. She saw his sword, swollen and hard again, her screams bringing in back into a state of erectness.

Father John couldn’t contain himself, her spread body, her screams of pain had made his cock hard. He flung his body between her legs, his hard cock finding and shoving inside her pussy again before Sally could even protest, her scream of pain as his cock tore into her making it jerk in pleasure.

Sally could only lay there, her legs splayed out to the sides her knees bent submissively, giving him access to her sex again, his cock plunging in and out of her, her head turned away as Father John rutted away into her once virgin pussy again. He didn’t last long before she felt the now familiar hot sperm bathing her insides, clenching her pussy onto the cumming sword, hoping to quickly end her suffering. She felt him get off her body, stand up, pushing his cock back into his pants. “Get dressed, Sally, stop acting like such a slut or it will be another punishment for you.”

Sally quickly got dressed and left, crying once she left the church, unable to contain the mixed emotions in her body, her sex burning from his cock, but she still remembered cumming while Father John was inside her, embarrassed that she couldn’t control her own body.

“I think we should take both of them on the retreat, Bishop. What do you think?” Father John smiled as the Bishop told him of the way Charlotte had allowed her body to be used.

“Yes, definitely, I will talk to their mother tomorrow. We’ll leave on Friday night, that way we have the entire weekend to enjoy their nubile bodies. Sally will be a bit of problem, but it will be enjoyable to punish her. Charlotte will do anything to be like her sister, so I think we should show her sister performing, giving her instruction on how to please the Lord.”

Mary answered the telephone. “Yes, Bishop, I appreciate what the church is doing for my daughter, Sally. I think it would be a good idea to have Charlotte join the retreat. Yes, Bishop, I’m glad you are taking such a personal interest in Charlotte, just as Father John does in Sally. No problem for the whole weekend, we will not expect them until Sunday night. Yes, I’m glad that they will be taught how to serve the Lord. Of course, young ladies need the guidance that the Church can give them in doing that. I only wish I had had the same opportunities that they are receiving.”

“She did need to be punished, Bishop? What did Father John do to her? He spanked her? I think that will teach her a lesson in not obeying the elders of the Church. Yes, you have our permission to do the same to Charlotte, if you think it is needed. Young people nowadays are raised too leniently. A little punishment goes a long way in making them more willing to obey their elders. Thank you again, Bishop. We will have the girls ready for you Friday at seven.”

To be continued...