I open my eyes as I lean back in my chair. There she is. Mary naked and beautiful. She is smiling up at me. I sit up and say, “Now for your penance. You cannot expect to confess such sexy hot stuff and not have to do penance.”
I help her off her knees, God she is beautiful on her knees. She stands before me. I turn her away from me, “Lean over on the desk.” She leans over immediately. Her perfect ass is right in front of me. I reach up and run my hands over her ass. Mary moans softly. I smack her ass playfully. She knows this is just a tease for what is coming next. As I smack her ass with my open hand, she wiggles and moans with pleasure.
I stand up. I pull up my pants. I step over to the closet. I start by pulling out a soft silk cloth. Mary has not moved from the desk. “Hands behind your back.” Immediately, she puts her hands behind he back forcing her to lay her weight on the desk. I tie her hands behind her back. Then I get two more cloths. “Spread your legs.” She opens her legs to me. By the time I tie her feet to the legs of the desk, she will have no choice as to how I will use her. After tying her legs to the desk, I run my hands up her legs. My fingers feeling the soft flesh of her inner thigh. I pull one more cloth out of the closet. I wrap this one around her head, covering her eyes. There she is. Mary naked, bound, blind, and mine.
I sit down. She can hear the chair squeak a little. “Sir? What do you require of me?” She speaks softly.
“Shhh, don’t you worry. Your penance will be more pleasure than pain. And I assure you no other pastor would treat you with such respect.”
“I love my Pastor and Master,” she smiles as she speaks. I can hear the smile in her voice.
I spank her ass with my hand again. It feels so good in my hand. I spank her and rub her ass. After each smack with my hand I rub her ass feeling the heat grow. I pull my belt from around my waist. I scoot back a little and use the belt on her ass one cheek at a time. The “whack” sound is so clear. I love the way it sounds when I spank her. Mary moans, “O Fuck.” I begin spanking her harder. Red whelps begin to appear on that perfect ass. I stand so I can spank her outright. I pull my hand back far and let the belt fly across both cheeks. She winces a little cause these are much more forceful than the little spankings when I was sitting down.
“These you must count. These are not for your pleasure, these are for your sins.”
“One” Whack “Two” Whack “Three”
“Good girl”
Whack, “Four.” Whack “Five” These are forcefull enough that she should be crying, but she doesn’t cry. Her face is a face of pleasure. I know that pussy is growing wet. Whack “Six.” Whack “Seven.”
“You are a slut aren’t you”
“Your slut, and Your slut alone.”