** Chapter 15
Alone in the now dark room, Rachel heard the door open as the old
Padre returned. She recognized his steps on the wooden floor,
which stopped abruptly halfway across the room.
The Padre paused and raised the lamp to better see the girl. The
sympathy he felt evaporated in a cloud of rage when he saw her in
the lamplight.
The beautiful girl's pale skin was streaked with dried semen, on
the floor beneath her swollen open labia was a pool of congealing
animal cum. The skin of her round firm ass, once flawless was a
network of scratches from the old Orientals scrabbling fingers.
The hood that had covered her head was gone, her head was covered
by a matted clot of blond hair. The candle gag was gone, in it's
place was a dried crust of cum around the girl's mouth. Her lips
swollen and puffy.
"So, you truly have found your calling you brazen whore!!", he
roared. "Being a slut for god is not enough to satisfy your
hungry cunt, you soulless abomination!!"
The Padre walked to the wall and removed a leather scourge that
some of the more zealous locals sometimes used during festivals
to do penance.
"Uh-h, Uh-h, No-o-o-o-o, the girl protested as the first blow
landed on the smooth skin of her muscled back and ass.
He began to flail at the helpless girl, her white white skin
making an unmissable target.
"You foul abomination, you are to god's purpose and none others,
only he can debase you for his will. You offer yourself up like
a common slut, in violation of his will...."
He eyes blurred and it was no longer the poor young vessel of
lust before him but the hated woman that had once betrayed his
with another. He lashed out his anger at her, smashing the
sneering smile, the faithless flesh that had robbed him of his
manhood...
The long leather tails of the lash raised livid red and blue
welts across the flawless skin of the beautiful teens back and
buttocks as the crazed priest bent to his demented work. His
arms knotted as he flailed at the helpless trembling form before
him his black bulk towering over her as she groveled kneeling.
The long leather tongues seemed to caress and lick the girl as
they wrapped themselves lovingly around the curves of her jerking
and trembling form, kissing her flanks and the sides of her heavy
hanging breasts. The beautiful young girl jerked and tossed
bringing renewed agony to her discolored and swollen nipples, and
the angry red pits of her nostrils where the cold steel hooks
held her fast.
Nothing was spared the unforgiving kiss of the lash. The Padre
paid special attention to the ripe wet target made by the cleft
of her proud ass cheeks and the swollen dripping labia that
nestled between the columns of her white thighs. The merciless
hard edged leather did its work without conscience, bringing
piteous whimpers from the attractive young woman.
Rachel's mind exploded with insane pain as the coarse leather bit
into her sensitized flesh. She thrashed and jerked but soon knew
that any movement brought only more pain. Soon the pain in her
back, a swollen mass of hot welts gave way to the searing pain of
her cunt as the old sadistic priest laid the lash into the
swollen wet cleft between her legs. Her whimpers were soon lost
amid the heavy breathing of the old priest as he labored over his
defenseless victim.
"May god' save your unrepentant soul, you foul whore's spawn.."
he wheezed as his anger abated. His anger clouded eyes now saw
the wretched sight before him and his heart clutched in
sympathy.
The bound girl, trembled before him, her once flawless skin now a
network of livid red and blue welts, some weeped where the
leather had nearly drawn blood. Her pitiful whimpers were broken
by quiet sobs, the floor beneath the girl spotted with tears
amidst the drops of dried cum. The old black Padre was ashamed
for what he had done to the girl. True she had behaved as a
brazen slut for an unknown man or men, that was certain. But,
she had been in no position to prevent it. His heart felt sad
and he was sickened that he had lost control of himself and had
in part enjoyed it as the throbbing in his groin attested. He
victimized the girl to assuage the anger he felt at himself and
the betrayer of his heart. He hurried to the poor teens side and
gently unbuckled the restrains binding her hands and knees. He
cut the thin cords that cruelly pulled on her luscious breasts
and lifted her semen stained face from the metal hooks.
The poor girl looked at him with gratitude as she crawled from
her perch, legs too numb to stand. She faltered, her mind mind
awash with memories of the days pain and pleasure. The spark of
lascivious depravity sprang into flame as she caught her
reflection in the mirror that stood fastened against the wall.
She looked intently, her pink tongue peeked out to wet her
swollen cum encrusted lips. Her beautiful hair matted with sweat
and semen. She raised a had to a swollen discolored nipple still
painfully bound, and felt it's blood swollen sensitivity. Her
eyes beheld a wretch that she could scarcely recognize, bruises
and welts covered her once flawless skin, dried yellow cum
stained her face, and she could see the red raw flesh of her
bottom glisten with others leavings and her own guilty
secretions. Without thinking the lost slut lowered her head to
the floor as if to find comfort. Her cheek pressed against the
dirt of the rotting wooden floor. Her tiny hands ventured back
along her flanks, fingers splayed she gripped the firm cheeks of
her abused ass and splayed them exposing the angry wet mouth of
her cunt. The thick red sentry of her clit was erect and
swollen. She arched her back and elevated her bottom as she
wagged her splayed cunt in invitation to the old Padre.
