Nineteen - Part 3 - slave girl sara
I have been sent to see Pastor Michael after Sunday service and am about to receive the main part of the punishment I was due.
Pastor Michael came to my side of the table and it was sucking, lecturing and nipple twisting part two, he never cum and I put him tidily away. After part five I got a lecture stood up. He went to a cupboard and took out a cord and buzzed Mrs. Watson to come in.
"This is going to hurt you sara but it's the punishment you need, hold her hands tight please Mrs. Watson."
I got the belting of all beltings with this cord thing, it hurt so much but I knew it had to be done.
"Turn her over Mrs. Watson, let`s see if we can swell her tiny titties."
Again such pain on my tits, inner thighs and pussy.
"Thank you Mrs. Watson, that will be all."
She left and my legs were lifted up and pushed each side of my head. He dropped his pants and fucked me with his handsome long cock. Thank you Lord, I so needed that. I stood naked in front of him for the final lecture which included humility, which he hoped I had learnt and better learnt after today`s visit.
He buzzed Mrs. Watson to come and collect me, sooth me and dress me. Mrs. Watson picked up my clothes took my hand and led me to her kitchen, it was so warm and comforting. She got a wipe and cleaned my inner thighs and between my legs as I stood before her.
"You did well sara brown and have done well to not be invited into Pastor Michael's office in all the past nineteen years."
"Yes Miss."
I began to sob and was pulled onto Mrs. Watson`s knee and cuddled. She stroked my shoulders and knees to sooth me, slowly moving to my breasts and nipples her other hand moving over to my pussy. I was soon sniffing and sighing, and dare I say, panting. She pushed me forwards a little.
"I know exactly what little girls crying form a beating need."
I gulped but had no need to, she pulled one of her breasts out and tweaked her nipple taught.
"Would you like to suckle little one?"
I could not reply I already had her succulent nipple in my mouth. I may even have dozed off as she rocked and gently fingered me.
"Now little sara brown, over my knee."
"A spanking Miss?"
"No, no, soothing cream over your lashes.
Do you know you have been brought up to be a girl but solely to please others, not only ones you know but others you are told to by your betters but never people outside your family unless told."
"Yes Miss, I learnt that at the weekend."
Mrs. Watson dressed me and walked me to the door.
"Pastor Michael will give you an appointment for a month or so, but don't worry about it, he will only check on how you are doing and you will get a spanking off either him or me, at worst."
My Uncle picked me up and when I started to tell him what had happened, he became aroused and I had to suck him off as he drove us home, what a day.
I kept well out of trouble for the next few days, still fucked by Adam most mornings and nights, of course. It was soon a thing of the past and the next weekend when my Uncle was away Adam decided that standards were slipping. Dinner was late, his bed not made, and breakfast things not cleared till late afternoon. He spoke to my Uncle for permission to spank, strap or cane aunty and me and had us listen in.
"So, I have your blessings Sir?"
"Of course, Adam, and as I showed you either with just one at a time so the other hears the pain from another room, dreading her turn, or together."
"Yes Sir I remember."
"And will you fuck them both Adam?"
"Yes, if I may Sir."
"Of course and try and get your aunt to take all your cock in her mouth, if you think she fails, in any way, trying to swallow you, give her ten lashes with the electric cord I once had to use on you."
"Yes Sir, I will, thanks you."
They rang off and I was trembling with the need for a good spanking and fucking.