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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

thwarted by Warren, a very eligible young bachelor who attempted to grab her from behind. Without even looking, she swung her elbow behind her and it landed a direct hit on his right ear. Stunned, Warren blubbered under water and emerged ten feet away, looking like a dog that had just been kicked by its owner. "Heather!" Father Petri's voice boomed over the screaming and crying, "Get out of the pool. Now!" She complied, suddenly feeling calm, serene even, knowing the discipline she so desperately craved would be imminent. "What's gotten into you, young lady?" Father Petri scolded, grabbing her by the ear. "This is unacceptable behavior. You will follow me inside and apologize to our host, and you will be disciplined accordingly. Are you coming Jim? "Well," Jim Clips drawled, "I reckon if she's got to apologize to me, I should be there." As they marched up the path towards the main house, Ward Waxman, a deacon in the church, joined them. Ward Waxman had been to several of Father Petri's dinner parties, fawning all over Heather and holding her in his lap while his hot breath tickled her chest. "Don't be too stern with her," Mr. Waxman was saying, eyeing her jiggling cleavage. "She was just having a little fun." "He's right," Jim Clips said, in his southern drawl. "Where I come from, we give a girl a new car for that sort of thing." "She has dishonored your house and your guests," Father Petri said, huffing and puffing as they neared the side entrance to the Jim Clips mansion. ... "She will do penance until you're satisfied," "I'm already satisfied," Jim Clips drawled, his eyes glued to Heather's bum cheeks leaking out of her swimsuit. Jim Clips' library was literally the size of a small town church. The ceiling had to be at least twenty feet high, and the entire east wall was a bank of windows looking up at the Catalina mountain range. There was not a house in sight, just the prickly pear and saguaro cactus common to the Sonoran Desert. Heather couldn't help but wish she was living in such a house, instead of the stuffy confines of Father Petri's rectory. And so many books. Would Jim Clips have the Harry Potter series she'd heard about? She was dying to read it, but she wasn't allowed to indulge in that sort of secular entertainment. "Heather?" Father Petri announced, in his booming voice. "It's time for your penance." The three men had taken their seats on the long couch at the base of the windows. Now, standing directly in front of them, she had to accept her punishment. "Well?" he said, a hint of a smirk on his lined face, "get ready." "I am ready, Father," she said, trying to hide the fact that she was already trembling inside. "No you are not ready," Father Petri said, his smirk suddenly gone. "You bare your soul to Jesus when you pray, and you bare your bottom to me when you're being punished." "Jesus Christ," Jim Clips said, "you're still spanking your kid?" "Spare the rod, spoil the child," was Father Petri's reply. "And it's going to be her ...