the Above" part two
I methodically removed each clothespin from her labia
and nipples, I glanced up to observe her wincing every
time the blood resurfaced in her tender skin. I began
to slap her inner thighs with my hands and my leather
paddle. She started moving her butt all around to avoid
my hand, mumbling,
I mercilessly increased the force behind
my paddling. Her screams of pain did not deter; they
inspired me. I lit a red candle and began dripping the
wax on her inner thighs and breasts, then proceeded
to play one of my favorite games called "hit the target."
This consists of trying to hit the labia and/or nipples
dead on with the hot wax. I tested the dripping on the
back of my hand--different colors can give varying temperatures.
Heat also depends on the length of the wick and how
far you hold it from the skin. I started dripping the
wax around her aureole. She squirmed around to avoid
the wax. I continued to drip the wax on her with my
left hand, then picked up the leather paddle again,
spanking between her thighs and buttock area while I
dripped the wax.
"See now?" I said. "This is the only
way Jesus will ever forgive you for your many sins--every
time you defile the house of God, which is your body,
with piercings, tattoos, and lewd sexual acts."
"No, Sister, I promise I'll be good!"
she screamed, "I promise... I promise! Just no more
spanking. No more wax! No more clothespins!"
"I don't think you've truly learned
your lesson today. I have one more thing that I have
to teach you."
I turned around and reached into my
drawer and retrieved a 12" Satan-red rubber dildo. The
girth was a full two and half inches. I pulled out some
lube and dripped it all over her crotch. I rubbed it
into her labia and moistened her vagina by thrusting
my fingers in and out. Tell the truth, she didn't actually
need the lubricant. As I lasciviously applied more to
the beastly dildo, she cried out,
"No, Sister! What are you going to do
I told her that this was what it would
feel like if she were to marry a mortal instead of Jesus.
I then took the dildo, placing the head between her
lips and slowly eased it into her sopping-wet pussy.
"No! I've never done anything like this
before!" she screamed in vain.
"First time for everything," came my
reply. "Better to learn from your Sister than a dirty,
disgusting boy...Now, you're going to feel some pressure..."
With that, I began to push the beastly
dildo all the way in. Her moans were indecipherable
as pain or ecstasy. I further increased the depth of
dildo and my rhythm. She surrendered and her legs fell
easily to the side. She arched her back, tilted her
head back and started to cry,
Seeing that she was starting to enjoy
her last punishment too much, I picked up the candle
and started dripping wax on her nipples and the flushed
skin around her clitoris. I increased the force of dildo
thrusts in time with each drip of wax. I felt her body
shudder. Her screams announced her holy/unholy orgasm.
"See? Now that wasn't so bad," I told
her. She then promised she would be a good girl and
that any time she had improper thoughts, she would come
to me first so I could keep her on the path of righteousness.