The Priest Teaches His Flock-Ch 4-5

"Please don't Father John, don't touch me there, please," she begged him as his hands continued to play with her private parts, his fingers running up and down her lips, her body shivering in fear as they played across the fine hair, afraid of how far he would go. Her breasts hurt, his fingers making her move around, her nipples already punctured by two sharp tags now dragging painfully over the tacks. He moved lower down, his finger running between her pussy lips, feeling the panty material pushed in deep.

"How dare you tell me what I can do?" He went over to the desk and opened the drawer and pulled out a large wooden ruler. It was about two feet long and over two inches wide.

"Please, Father John, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," scared at what he was going to do with the ruler. 

"I don't want another word out of you, Sally. You are being punished and punished you will be. Maybe a good spanking with the ruler will teach you some manners. Teach you to obey your church and Priest."

Sally began to sob. It kept getting worse, now Father John intended to spank her with the ruler. With the tacks under her breasts and her legs spread painfully wide, he was now going to inflict even more pain on her young body. She was afraid where he was going to use the ruler. It looked like it would hurt terribly.

Father John moved over towards Sally’s butt. He pulled her panties at the top and pulled them out of her crease by running his hand along the edge of them. He smothered them back over her creamy ass, his hand slowly running over the taut flesh. His fingers went down between her legs, finding her pussy now covered again, the panties damp with her juices. He let the ruler lightly tap against her ass cheeks, feeling her body tense up.

“Smaaaack,” the ruler came crashing down on her right cheek.

“AAAGGG,” Sally cried out, her legs jerking out, almost touching the crosses, the tacks grinding on her abused breasts. “PPPLEEEASSE, NOOOOO!”

Father John let his hand soothingly caress her ass cheek, already feeling the heat from the blow on her skin. “Make sure you keep your legs spread real wide.” He watched as her legs bowed out wider, groaning as she split herself up the middle. “Good girl, you’re learning. You just need some punishment to learn your lessons.”

“SMMMAAACCKK,” this time harder on her left cheek.

“OOOOWWW,” Sally‘s scream even louder. She began to sob louder, her butt burning from the wooden ruler. But she did not say anything. She just lay there, naked except for a pair of white, cotton panties, her legs spread wide, her breasts pushed painfully into the board of tacks, her nipples pierced by sharp tacks. She felt his hand return, caressing her burning buttock, her ass clenching from the pain.

“Now you’re being a good girl. But there is still more. You must learn your lesson. 

“SSSMMMAACKK, SSSMMMAAACKK,” this time the ruler hitting each cheek, one after another, Sally’s body trembling in pain as the ruler hit the same spot as last time. A spot already turning red and painful.

“GGGGGGoDDDD, thaaattt hurttts soooo bad!” she cried out.

“God is why you are being punished Sally.” His hands ran over her flesh, the heat from the ruler rising from under her panties. He could feel her tensing up her ass muscles, clenching her ass cheeks tightly together. “I’m going to continue beating your ass with the ruler until you stop clenching your muscles. You are going to give into me and let me have my way.”

“SSSMMAACCK, SMMMMAAACKK,” the twin slaps of the ruler, this time a little lower, catching the top part of her thighs, stinging the tender skin. He could see the skin turning red.

She did not know how much longer she could stand the pain. Her butt was so sore, the ruler now finding new spots to hit, the pain radiating all over her butt. She felt Father John’s hands return, rubbing lower onto her naked flesh, his hands massaging her heated skin. She felt him move up to her butt again. This time she did not tighten her ass cheeks. He had won. She would not fight him any longer. 

“Yes, that’s a good girl, Sally.” He moved up to her face, wiping the hair out of her eyes, tears running down her cheek and falling into a puddle on the desk beneath her. “It’s almost over Sally, just don’t tighten up on me and it will be over soon. You want that don’t you? You want me to stop punishing you.”

Sally sniveled, “yes, please Father John.”

He kept his face next to hers, but she felt his hands slide down her side and move over her butt. He grabbed her flesh in his palm, feeling the lovely flesh in his fingers, her soft skin still hot from the ruler. She let him have his way, the fight beaten out of her. She shivered in fear as she felt his hand slip between her legs and slip up to run over her groin, his hand closing over her crotch, squeezing her sex.

“Yes, such a good girl, Sally. Father John is happy with you,” His finger slid beneath her pussy lips, a gasp coming from her mouth as a strange finger was placed in her most intimate part of her body. He let his finger wiggle between her lips, feeling her body move up, attempting to escape. “Now, now, I thought you were going to be a good girl, Sally.” 

She felt his hand move back up to her butt. “NNNO,” as she felt him slowly lower her panties down in the back, her ass cheeks now naked, humiliated at being stripped naked and spread before him. “NNOO,” crying as he pulled them down to right below where here hillocks ended. The hands returned, this time only naked skin available to him. His hands running over the young, tight flesh.

“SMMACCCK, SMMMMAAACK,” the sound of the ruler hitting her naked flesh now different. The pain was more intense.

“YYYYAAAAHH,” her body shaking, her muscles trembling as the pain radiated to her brain.

“Going to be good, Sally?” He looked into her tear stained face again. “Or do you want more?”

“No, Father John, no more.”

“We’ll see how good you can be Sally.”

She let her body relax, as best as she could. She still had to fight to keep her legs spread open so wide. But Father John liked that. He wanted her open to his fondling of her young body. And she could no longer do anything about it. She felt his hands crawling along her side and move onto her naked ass cheeks again, his hand clamping tightly onto the flesh, clenching and unclenching onto her butt.

“Now God will test you Sally. To see if you can obey.” His hand slid down her ass cheeks, slowly sliding down inside her panties from the rear. “Take a deep breath and relax now, Sally.”

Nooo, she cried out, but not so Father John or anyone could hear her. She felt his fingers slip down into her panties, onto her naked flesh and push up under her and slip between her lips. Her body froze as her sex was touched by a male for the first time. Her breathing stopped, frozen in fear as she felt his fat fingers moving around inside her lips, moving up and down her slit as she lay there naked and spread. The fingers moved around like a tiny snake, slithering along her slit, moving up and down. She felt the finger find the opening to her vagina and stop, poised at her virginal opening.

“God wants to make sure you are a virgin, Sally. Hold still while I put a finger inside you. I want to feel your hymen.” He saw the look of desperation in her eyes as his fingers began to snake up inside her vagina. He felt how tight she was, his finger having to fight its way inside her, bending and pushing millimeters at a time.

“AAAAAHHH,” sucking in a deep breath as she felt his finger sliding into her virgin body, her inner muscles clamping down onto her, Sally unable to control her body. “OOW,” quietly protesting his finger banging painfully against her hymen. 

“Yes, God likes you being a virgin, Sally.” He let his middle finger stay inside her hot, tight pussy, his index finger sliding up until it reached her clit. He let it stab at the clit hood, pushing it aside, revealing a large, swollen clit. He rubbed it back and forth, her body jerking in response.

He pulled his fingers from her pussy, his middle finger wet and shiny from her pussy juice. She might act like she did not like it, but her body did put out enough crème to keep her lubricated. “Almost finished, just one more place.”

Sally was confused. What was he talking about? She did not have to wait long before his hand crawled back out of her panties, Sally breathing a sigh of relief as his finger was pulled from her vagina, embarrassed and humiliated that he had so openly fondled her body. 

“Relax again, Sally, almost done.” His hand ran down the split of her ass, pushing apart her cheeks as he did, his wet finger leaving a trace of her crème along it as it kept going lower. Seeking out her tiny asshole.

Not there, why would he want to touch that she thought, finally figuring out his intentions. She let her ass cheeks relaxed, having already gone beyond the point of no return. She felt his fat finger find her tiny butt hole and the tip push down on it. She could feel the wetness on his finger and she knew that was from her. She gritted her teeth as she felt the pressure on his finger slowly push down onto her tiny opening, feeling it slowly spreading open. It felt strange, being pushed in, instead of out, his finger relentless, a continual pressure. Her sphincter fought the strange and unnatural intrusion, but Father John was stronger. “GGGGHHR,” she cried out, unable to contain herself as her asshole was speared by a finger for the first time, the digit slowly worming its way inside her. 

Father John’s cock was ready to burst. She had already let him finger her cunt and now he had his finger up her asshole. He could feel her sphincter fighting the intrusion, her asshole hot and tight on his digit. She just lay there, spread open, moaning in pain as he had his way with her. She was now his to do as he pleased. Soon, she would lose the virginity of all three of her orifices. He pulled his finger out of her asshole, a slight pop sounding as it quickly clamped shut. 

“Time for communion, Sally. Your young body has tempted me again. You are going to have to draw the evil demon seed from my body again. Are you going to be good and do that Sally?”

Sally knew that she would have to comply. She had already performed this task before, jerking his penis with her soft hand until he had shot his demon seed all over her naked breasts. All she had to do was do it again.

“Yes, Father John. I am sorry that my body tempts you so much. I will do as I am told.”

To Be Continued...