Christliche Erziehung
Datum: 28.04.2018,
Kategorien:
BDSM
Autor: Anonym
... found myself oddly aroused by what I was seeing, and curious.
He began to fuck her roughly and choke her with his hands around her neck. She reared back against him. I dont know if she was straining for air or simply trying to bring him off quicker. When he was spent, after about 10 minutes of rough fucking, he collapsed on top of her back, making her collapse onto the dirt. Then he rolled off her and pulled her to him for a warm embrace. That really puzzled me. He had been so rough with her and yet, here they were now, both of them being sweet and loving after. Thank you, woman and kissed her deeply. She returned his embrace as if the pain had been a pleasure to her. Then I was shocked again as I watched her head move down to his flaccid penis and take him into her mouth. She did not suck him long and shortly released him from her mouth and gave his cock a fond little pat.
I love you, husband.
He zipped up his pants and left without another word.
Then it hit me, she had cleaned him off with her mouth! His cock had been covered with her shit and his slime and she had cleaned it up so he could put it back in his pants without dirtying them!
Later that day in the barn, I asked my Aunt You seem to enjoy punishment?
Why do you say that foolishness, girl?
Well, you seem to be seeking it. If there is a chance to be punished, I notice that you seem to be willing to accept it no matter how strict or harsh, even to be punished alongside us, as he has warned ...
... you a few times. I think you want to be treated like that?
Girl, if I want to be punished, it is because I recognize that my soul is sinful and that no matter how small the infraction is, the punishment doesnt have to be proportioned to the weight of the sin for it to be just. It is enough that I suffer in this life, so that I do not suffer in the next.
She saw me listening intently and continued I was a wicked, wicked girl before I met your uncle. It was not him who first taught me the error of my ways. There is a place for runaways and unwed mothers that is run by the church. It was there that I learned the cure for my perverse nature is clean living and penitence.
I can see that you do not truly understand what I am saying girl, and I cannot find a way to make it any plainer to you. Let us both sit quietly in the shade of the barn and reflect in silence? she asked but I continued to ask.
I shall speak to your uncle about taking you there. It is a good example about avoiding excessive sin and masturbation or the disgrace of becoming an unwed mother. During my time of penitence there God touched my heart where it had been hardened by sin. I realized that only through asking for harsher punishment could I demonstrate that I truly was repentant and accepting of my fate as deemed by my elders.
How did you first get sent there? I asked meekly, thinking it sounded horrible, even without knowing what was inside.
My father sent me
That sounds ghastly! I ...