Unholy Punishment? Part 1

Hello my horny friends,
I haven’t written anything in a year. I hope you enjoy this naughty part 1 of a tale about a priest and young student needing discipline.




“Have you ever been tied to a tree?”
“What?” Said the young, naked, muse in bewilderment. The priest walked slowly up to the young student and gently reached out for the girls throat. His fingers brushed her soft skin lightly at first, until his grasp became wrapped firmly around her neck almost leaving an imprint.
“Have you ever been tied to a tree!” He said threateningly, emphasizing each menacing word.
“na..na..no.” She trembled as she replied.
“If you ever break curfew here again, I will take you out in the front garden and leave you naked, tied to a tree for an entire day. Do you understand?”
“…Yes. Yes sir, I’m sorry.” As she spoke the words of obedience, attempting to oppress her anger and humiliation, she couldn’t help but sense her own arousal. He had made her strip her uniform. She knew it was wrong and yet, willfully strip-teased. Without revealing the pleasure she got from doing this, Maddie had slowly removed her clothes.
The priest had not let go of her. He kept his hand around her neck, and let his eyes glance up and down her body. It was cold in the room. Her supple, pink nipples had hardened. The priests thoughts were anything but holy, and her perky tits had inspired an insatiable lust in his body.
“On your knees.” The priest commanded. Fear struck the young girl. She looked up from the floor to his dark brown gaze marking whether he truly would make her do this. She dropped slowly to the carpet in his offices. She felt the thick threading of the imported rug under her. She lifted her head to find that his face held a wide smirk. He lifted her chin high.
“Repeat, I will learn to obey the rules.” The priest demanded as he ran his hands through her thick, beautiful auburn hair.
“I…” she swallowed hard, feeling the cold cause her body to shake, “ will learn….to obey the rules.” As she finished the sentence, he reached down and pinched her right nipple hard. She cried out but he slapped her hard against her mouth. Her cheek glistened in the twilight of the room as a tear dropped from her eye. The smile returned to his face. The priest threw her to the floor leaving her on her stomach as he walked out of the office.
Humiliated, Maddie quickly grabbed her clothes, put on as much of her uniform as she could and fled to her room. She slammed the door and locked it behind her. She fell to her bedside and prayed. She prayed for what felt like an hour, crying, and begging for her freedom from the hellish school her bitch of a mother had sent her to. She had been rebellious and never respected authority, but her mother could not imagine the methods of discipline that occurred at one of the finest private Catholic schools in the state. Nor would her mother ever believe her, as she had proverbially “cried wolf” to avoid other institutions. Her thoughts were racing, so she naturally jumped when the knock came at the door.
“Yes?” Maddie yelled out. All the other girls were either still in classes or out on the grounds for Physical Education. Maddie could hear her own breath in the frightening silence of the room as she waited for an answer.
“Yes!” Maddie said again in frustration. Her lock began to turn. She jumped to her feet, fear stirred deep in her gut and she grabbed at her chest hoping to catch her breath.