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Spank Me

Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Male/Female, Spanking, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com

look, and then proceeded with the punishment. "Twelve blows for the twelve Apostles." Heather waited for the slap, holding her breath, imagining the rushing sensation that would soon be taking over her entire body. It didn't matter that she was naked in front of these men. All that mattered was that she would soon be feeling the love of Jesus blossoming out from between her legs. She'd been waiting for this transcendent moment all week long. Finally, the punishment commenced. "One!" Heather gasped. Usually, it took several swats to prompt the response she so desperately craved, but today it was different. Today she was literally quivering before Father Petri even touched her. And now, this first delicious slap felt like it traveled from his hand into her body, got magnified by a factor of ten, and then escaped in a wave of wet pleasure out from between her legs. "Two!" Another swat landed and she stifled a sob. "Three!" Father Petri grunted, his fingers slipping down between her legs. Heather gasped, hanging her mouth open, marveling at the power of God's love emanating from between her legs. "Four!" The release continued, forcing a spasm that raked her nipples across the carpet. "Hold it a sec, Petri," Jim Clips said, the unlit cigar falling into his lap, "shouldn't we each get four swats? Why should you get to hog the girl? I'm the one who was offended by her unladylike behavior." "Good point Jim," Father Petri said, as he shoved Heather to the floor. Her legs, shaking, her ... stomach spasming, she crawled on her hands and knees over to Jim Clips and got up on his knee. "Holy Jesus," he gasped, sliding his hand all over her bum, "look at this ass." He touched her delicately, lovingly, tracing around her hips and down into her crack. Heather was ready to scream, she was so desperate to continue. "You ready Doll?" he asked, his fingers still buried between her legs. Heather looked back over her shoulder at him, but all she could do was nod. She was on the verge of tears -- tears of joy. "Five!" Jim Clips said, giving her a firm whack on her left cheek. Heather choked on a sob as the feeling of release returned. "Six!" She felt it again, but stronger this time. "Seven! Eight!" Two in a row and she had no choice. She let go like never before, a strange guttural warble escaping from her throat as the spasms wracked her body. "Is she alright?" Waxman asked. "I've never seen a woman acting this way before." "Seriously?" Jim Clips asked, eyeing Waxman suspiciously. "She's fine." "If you say so," Waxman said, grabbing a pillow and plopping it in his lap. By this time, Father Petri also had a pillow in his lap, and the look of concern on his face was taking on a decidedly demented quality. "Mind if I finish her off?" Jim Clips asked. Before Waxman even had a chance to respond, Jim commenced with the four final swats in quick succession. "Nine! Ten! Elven! Twelve!". Heather almost wretched, the release was so strong. It was as if her entire body was exhaling ...