Penance--closed for wickedpen

Sister Anne stood her ground looking up into the young man's eyes.

"Your disrespect is alarming" she said putting the butt end of the whip into his chest and pushing him back onto the bed.

"I do" she said looking away. "I have desires, living on this earth, as a human, who doesn't?" she said "I have fought them for seventy years Father and yes, this helps. Would you like to see what it takes to keep a vow of chastity you filthy tool of the devil? Do you want to see the scares of a lifetime of denial on the back of a seventy year old virgin?" she said leaning forward as her face grew red with intensity.
 
Father John almost chuckled at he brazen attitude.

"If it soothes your soul Sister, display what you have hidden under the guise of piety.
The "devil" is only in your tools Sister. And expended on those that you have to take your penance."
 
The sister's face turns into a sympathetic smile as she leans forward and moves her face closer to the Father's.

"We apparently come from very different camps of the Lords Army" she says calmly looking into the young man's eyes.

"I don't need to show you anything to prove my piety!" she hisses then grabs him by the balls. "I am piety and have earned it everyday of this life with horny dicks like yours trying to spew their seed in me" she is screaming now as her hand clutches his robes and his balls in a very tight fist. She is strong as he tried to pry her hands away from him but is unable.

"You have those poor women thinking you are helping them. The only thing you are helping is the devil do his business on them and you!" she cries as Father John is brought to tears. "So you and Father William can use and abuse the gentle lambs of this fine parish but I am not going to sit by and let it happen!" she commands then releases the man's testicles. She stands and lays the whip into her open palm as she watches the priest collect himself.

"I knew priests who would relish the pain of a good ball squeezing to keep their minds free of the devils ideas" she says calmly.
 
"Maybe it is YOUR craving of that seed that causes you to play the victim while seeking grace."

Meeting her nose to nose, he continued, "You apparently "know" a lot for a woman of piety...are you so sure of you being on the right hand of God?"

His hands came up and squeezed her draped breasts tightly, beyond what she most likely need to herself.
 
She hit his hand groping her breast.

"Beast I call you out!" she screamed as she stepped back and swung the whip again catching his leg.

She was against the wall of the small cell swinging the whip wildly.

"Our father who art in heaven..." she began to pray as her bright blue eyes were wild searching for an exit. "I demand you leave this place demon! Go or be dealt with!" she cried as her voice boomed.
 
He marched forward ignoring her wild slinging of the lash. Grabbing her arm with both hands and taking it from her. Her chest heaving against his as she was pinned to the wall.

Looking into those blue eyes that were searching more than accusing...hungry despite years of feeding on scripture that had left her empty. His leg forced hers apart and pressed in.

"I'm here to deliver you, Sister..."

He eased back up just a bit and a hand returned to her breast. A softer squeezing that fed the demons she forced onto others.

"Would you want me to deliver your penance that has scarred your body?"
 
Sister Anne was overcome, both physically and psychologically with Father John taking her and offering her penance. His hand was the devils own giving her such pleasure she had denied herself all these years.

"Yes" her thin pink lip quivered as her eyes looked down submissively.

His let splitting her legs brushed her forbidden fruit inflamed by the devil as he had the apple in Eden. Her urge to offer the fruit was strong as she bit her soft pillow like tongue drawing blood in her mouth.
 
His hand moved to her other breast as he sensed motion in her hips on his leg. His hands slowly gathered up her habit at he waist, pulling the hem up irritatingly slow. Sister Anne felt the much cooler room air slowly encasing her legs and then the forbidden fruit she hid from a man but routinely abused in her offering to the cross.

She made the sign of the cross and was silently mumbling a prayer interchanged with comments of "oh yes" as she allowed herself to be exposed.

"I'll help you fulfill your true purpose here on earth, Sister Anne," as he guided her to her cot. He removed his robe and stood naked in front of her, his cock rock hard. She no longer was holding her eyes closed as they stared at the member waiting to deliver her.

"Kneel on the cot Sister Anne and I'll open your gate of heaven on Earth."
 
Falling to her knees before the young priest she looked up, first at his face then at his cock.

"Father I will pleasure you, if you wish it. But I shall not open my gates for your heaven," she said as her voice was firm and calm. She reached her hand and took his cock. Her hand was soft and strong, clearly having done this before. She continued to pump his young firm cock, expecting him to dirty her at any moment.

"Father, may this save those lambs from your desires" she said softly watching her hand work on his cock. "Lord let me take from this man what he surely wishes to drive into your sweetest creations." she says talking directly to the lord.

"Are close John? Close to the physical pleasures of these bodies? The shallow easy pleasure of the flesh?" she asked, able to put a cold wet towel on the hottest fire with a simple sentence. Her hand did not stop. If anything it quickened.

"Give Sister Ann the demon's spit" she said bringing her face close to his head, now purple and red with her tight grip. "Devil come forth! Show me your venom!" she cried.
 
Her hand was strong and she milked at his cock with true experience...causing to wonder just how innocent she was. She seemed content to be exposed and jerk him off all in the guise of saving other lambs....but you could see the lust in her eyes and her mouth opening to receive his venom.

He reached his hands out and pushed her head onto his cock as her mouth's warmth coated him and he burst into her not so holy body.
 
The good sister locked onto Father John at the perfect moment and sucked his seed into her mouth. She pulled on his like a teen with a straw and too thick of a vanilla shake. He finally had to pull her away as he grew tender and her draw did not lessen.

"That demon is strong" she said wiping her mouth of the excess. "Feeling better father?" she asked getting to her feet. "Feel the light of God now?" she asked naively.
 
He could feel the head of his cock ram against the back of her throat, that odd sensation of pain and pleasure that caused a man's balls to retreat further up inside as they tensed during the release. Sister Ann had a demonic suction, obviously well experienced in sucking cock. Which caused him to wonder just how many she had done while displaying her righteousness.

"I feel much better knowing my seed is inside you, calming your lustful desires, Sister." As he spoke, his hand reached done and rubbed her mound and felt the moisture there, slipping a finger into her gate that she abused with her holding cross.

His other hand found the whip and smacked her ass with it, causing her to jump and press her breasts against him.

"Feel the power of the Lord now Sister?"

He knew he had a short while to finish daily tasks and meet Melanie and Ms. Greene for more delivery of them from their sins. And Father William.

Gripping a breast very tightly, "All lambs require a good shepherd, Sister. You seem to be hiding so much...in time you will confess all your transgressions."

He abruptly dressed and headed out to his room.
 
Sister Anne fell to her knees as the door closed, half dressed and still tasting him cum in her mouth she prayed for forgiveness. She soon acquired the lash and began penance on her bare back. The back that had taken the punishment for her other softer flesh.

"Dear father I try to temper John but he is strong with the demon" she prayed. Three cracks of the whip nearly brought her to tears as her nipples refused to succumb or were they showing a different obsession.

"I drained him oh lord but your lambs are so pleasurable" crack crack crack "and they are so easily turned from your pasture oh lord" she prayed.

She leaned forward and released the leather strap and put her face into her mattress. Her hands gripped the rough wood of the bed frame tightly resisting the urge of her flesh.

"Dear God free me of this need, I beg of thee. Take me from this cursed life of desire and want and give me the promised endless bliss of heaven." she prayed as she cried.
 
The afternoon spent in devotion and routine tasks where he ignored questions about where Sister Anne was from the Chapel "gossip ladies".

Confessional went smoothly and without anything to note other than seemingly more admittance to impure thoughts. Maybe it was his imagination...or God having them reach out. The Chapel did seem more serene than normal which he took as a sign that his service to the Lord was slowly taking root and bringing calm to troubled souls.

Just before 7 PM, he went downstairs and blocked the back door open with a hymnal and retreated to the study room. Wondering what excuse Melanie was using to her husband for stepping out, that is if the sot was even still coherent.

Melanie was a challenge for sure, her sinful desires of the flesh causing her to make others sin. But he felt up to the task that God had chosen him for. And Ms. Green was another issue. How many others like her in the pews that really needed him to pave that path to their salvation?

Viewing the art on the walls, he heard the clack, clack of heels coming down the stone floor of the hallway.
 
"Good Evening Father" Melanie said as she stood in the doorway. Tonight her amazing body was wrapped in a white skirt that came down past her knees. She wore a long sleeve black sweater than was a size or two too small, well for church company perhaps. Her hair was down and over her shoulders and her lips red as a cherry on an ice cream sundae.

Her black and white wingtip pumps held her a few inches taller and made her legs more toned and her ass tighter as she walked across the stone floor.

"Will we be alone this evening for... prayers?" she breathed in a sexy voice. She glanced into the darkness of the corner and winked knowing a camera was there and Father William was probably on the other end.

"What chapter are we discussing this evening Father John?" she asked as she brought her bible from behind her back where her hands had been. She put the book down on the table Father John leaned against and looked at him.
 
His cocked tightened his eyes gazed upon her outfit. She was dressed to the hilt, some inner demon bringing forth her lustful nature.

"Maybe we should start with I Kings, chapter 18...as it seems appropriate to your behavior as of recent." He approached her and trailed a finger across her tight sweater to tease a nipple. That glossy red lipstick a symbol of what she was acting out, a common street walker.

"I believe Ms. Green will be stopping in to pray for you as I strive to force the demons from you Melanie."

His arms wrapped around her and found the zipper in back of her skirt and slid it down, her nipples pressing into him as she licked her lips. His hands slipped over her tight ass cheeks and gripped them sharply knowing he needed to assist her in her quest to become pure.

"You due know you are a Jezebel, right?"

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Father William was watching as his Vicar squeezed Melanie's ass. He smirked and knew in short order she would convey to Father John how much more she liked the domination, but also could deliver the same to others.

His other screen saw Ms. Green enter the back door...the infamous "church mouse" that was probably more stained in sin that would cause gasps if revealed from the pulpit.

And knew he had an obligation of removing the rosary. Despite his age and a staff that didn't always rise to the task, he still enjoyed bringing the light to his lambs.
 
Melanie licks her lips knowing her outfit is having the desired affect on the priest but before she can admit to being a Jezebel Ms Green is standing in the doorway. She is wearing a beige dress, more of a smock or burlap bag as her face shows her struggles.

"Father I need ..." she begins then walks in and stands before us. She raises her dress and spreads her feet. "Please father I need you to rid me of this." her voice cracks as her hands tremble holding her dress.

Melanie looks at Ms Green then at Father John and says "I am not sure if she wants it our or replaced with something bigger?" as her wicked smile beams at Ms Green who looks at her with a quizzical look.
 
Father John stepped back from Melanie's nipples pressing against him, dragging his nails against her ass then outer thighs as Ms. Green walked in on them. Melanie's statement came across in a lewd tone probably from the demon that she tried to hide but constantly failed to do so.

"Ms Green, you will have to wait until Father William gets here for the removal. He has taken an interest in doing so and I am obliged to follow his direction. Until he arrives, please undress and expose yourself to help us save you." The rosary dangled from the edge of her white panties, still lodged where he had placed it. When her sack of a dress was on the floor, Melanie licked her lips again.

"And Melanie, maybe we need your panties off along with that sweater. Ms Green's mutterings of false prayers of faith may need to be stifled as we show her the right path. He then stripped off his robe revealing his hard cock, already thinking of both their asses and the offering that they presented.

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Father William left his chambers and headed downstairs. Wondering what he could do to the lambs for God's purpose....
 
Melanie walked to the chair and began removing her clothing. She stepped out of the heels with her back to the Father knowing the skirt was tight around her, especially when she bent over. She stripped the sweater leaving her torso bare. She slid the zipper of the skirt down her hip and then slid it down to her feet where she stepped from it. She folded her things and then turned back.

Ms Green was shaking as she mumbled prayers as though chanting for God or someone to save her. Melanie stepped to her and put her arm around her bare shoulder.

"Father I think she is possessed" Melanie said with a tone of concern. "I do hope Father William arrives soon." Melanie then reached down and felt the cross between her legs before rubbing her swollen clit and bring a soft cry from the woman. "You like that do you Ms Green?" Melanie said looking at the Father.
 
Father John watched Melanie bend over and display that firm ass...and how it seemed to him it's begging for Sister Anne's lash. Or would Melanie take it and bring Ms Green to submission for not being truthful at confession?

Ms. Green slobbered a bit as she mumbled her prayers, ones that probably begged for Melanie to not stop fingering her clit. Father John used a finger to wipe away the spittle and then brought his hand down and inserted that finger into Ms. Green's ass.

"You may be right Melanie, God must be enlightening you to her need for bigger things to reach her sinful soul. What do you recommend we do to calm her before Father William arrives?"

Ms. Green shuddered as his finger entered in her behind...fearful and expectant. Hours of sinful thoughts at home and all she needed was the Chapel it seems. Would they be able to deliver what she craved; what she knew she was probably destined to hell for have thought about?

Melanie reached over and started to stroke Father John's cock while fingering Ms. Green's clit and then biting her nipple harshly.
 
"Oh Father forgive me but I want to sin: Melanie said looking at Ms Green's tortured face. "Father I am drawn tot his woman. I fear the devil wants me to..." Melanie smiled as Ms Green looked at her with her mouth open. Melanie leaned to her ear and said loud enough for Father John to hear, "he wants me to taste here sweet juices Father." Ms Green shuddered erotically as the words struck a chord deep in her lust filled reptilian mind. She wanted it, wanted this woman to lick her aching flesh, yet she resisted speaking.
 
"Then, Melanie, I feel we must follow the Devil's plans for you as we all have to confront evil in order to fight it."

Together they guided Ms. Green to the table and sat her on the edge with her feet on the edge. "Now Ms. Green, hold those ankles back so Melanie can tease out your demons."

The rosary dangled out of her and hung over the table's edge. Melanie approached, licking her lips, eyes centered on Ms. Green's pussy. "Get busy Melanie, drink from her cup as I decide what to do with your firm ass."
 
Ms Green did not look nervous, but excited as she positioned herself on the table. Melanie leaned over and brushed her cheek against her thigh and inhaled her scent.

"Mmm" Melanie moaned and touched her tongue to the cross. Then she circled the rosary bead protruding from her flesh. She teased her clit then began to suck the beaded string from her.

Ms Green cried "oh god!" as she did and Melanie soon had the full strange in her mouth and her cheeks covered in her juices.
 
Ms. Green almost passed out as Melanie sucked the rosary out of her and shuddered as Melanie's lips grazed her most intimate ones. All the time thinking of the fruit of her womb she had kept secret for so long.

Father John rubbed Melanie's ass cheeks, wishing he had Sister Anne's lash here right now. Improvising, he smacked her hard and watched her jerk forward into Ms Green's pussy deeper. Melanie's hands reached up and took hold of both Ms Green's breasts, gripping them tightly as she bit down on the offered clit.

With his cock hard, he stroked it and smacked that slutty ass again. He wondered what each would be willing to do when pushed.

"Hurt them more!", Ms Green pleaded. "I have so much seen to release and salvation to seek."
 
Melanie instinctively took Ms Green's demand and closed her fingers on the woman's small but stiff nipples as Father John's hand came down on her ass again. The pain was muffled as Melanie pushed into Ms Green's thighs with a grunt.

Melanie withdraw still holding the poor woman's nipples as stood looking into Ms Green's eyes.

"I am your humble servant, let me serve you well oh master of the night, lord of the dark, minister of the flesh" her words grew softer and more intense as she felt the Father's shaft against her ass. "Command me oh lord, let me service your wishes" she hissed then leaned in and kissed Ms Green passionately sucking the woman's small tongue into her mouth and releasing her nipples and taking her entire breasts in her hands. Ms Green cried out as Melanie laughed.

"Careful what you wish for you little lamb" Melanie said then released the woman and turned to face the Father.
 
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