Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Missing Vespers: Never Again

Father O'Brien was a harsh disciplinarian. He ran the convent that he was the priest at with an iron hand. He did have one small peculiarity; he liked to have sex with his nuns. Sister Mary Beth Horton had just joined the convent, she had come from another convent that had burned to the ground and she needed a new home. He wanted so much to have sex with her; she was built, like the proverbial chicken coop. It was the 1833 and he was the law at the convent and surrounding county.

Sister Mary Beth had missed afternoon vespers for four straight days. Father O'Brien was going to get to the bottom of this, one way or the other. Bottom being the relevant word.

Sister Mary Beth entered Father O'Brien's office. He sat behind his desk. "Good afternoon Sister Mary Beth."

She nodded to him. "Good afternoon Father O'Brien, what is it you wanted me for.?"

He looks up from his papers. "Sister Mary Beth it has been brought to my attention that you have been missing vespers now for a week."

She shakes her head no. "Oh no Father, it hasn't been a week, it's been only four days."

He stood up. "So you admit that you knowingly missed four days of vespers."

He had gotten her to admit she was guilty. "What do you think should be done to a sister who admits to missing her vespers, on purpose?"

From behind a curtain, Father O'Brien took a long willowy switch. He had picked it out himself, for just this occasion. She knew what the stitch was used for; she had used it on a few girls at her last convent. Sister Mary Beth points to it. "What are you going to use that awful thing on?"

He swishes it through the air and walks over to his office door and pokes his head out of it. He sees another nun. "Ah Sister Rachel, would you please come into my office. I may need your assistance."

Sister Rachel stops walking along the corridor. "Yes father. What help do you need."

Sister Rachel steps into the office. "Would you please help Sister Mary Beth remove her clothing. She's about to get a good hiding for missing vespers four times."

Sister Mary Beth gasps. "Oh my Father O'Brien, remove my cloths, switch me. Oh my."

Sister Rachel then starts to undress Sister Mary Beth. Sister Mary Beth is all flustered. "Father O'Brien what's going on? I've never. Is this right?"

As Sister Rachel removes Sister Mary Beth's robes, Father O'Brien says. "Yes it is right Sister Mary Beth. Here at the all saint convent, we believe in harsh punishment for those who transgress. You must learn that here on earth the punishment for disobedience is going to be painful and sever,"

Once Sister Mary Beth was naked, except for her cowl and hood. She had her hands up to cover her nakedness. "Oh lord, this can't be right. It can't be."

Father O’Brien points the switch to a punishment bench. "Lay over that bench sister."

She is reluctant to do it and swish. Crack. "OOOOOO." Father O'Brien delivers one good cut of the switch to her bare backside. She jumps.

Again Father O'Brien points the switch at the punishment bench. "Sister Rachel, help her over the bench and restrain her wrists in place. You've been there before and know what must be done."

"Yes Father O'Brien." Sister Rachel has in fact been beaten by Father O'Brien and knows exactly what must be done. That is unless she wants another tour over the spanking bench. She forces Sister Mary Beth over the bench and restrains her wrists to the bench.

There she lay, naked and her backside sticking out for a beating she doesn't want and has never received before. Father O'Brien gets right down to work.

Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Oh no, no. Please Father. Don't beat me like this." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. It hurts so." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Sister Mary Beth struggled in her restraints as the good Father beat her ass. She struggled to free her wrists and get out of her beating. Her ass wiggled back and forth as the switch found its mark.

Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch Stop. Stop. It's driving me insane. I can't stand it."Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Sister Rachel stood back and watched as Sister Mary Beth was beaten. With each cut of the switch on her bare ass, a long wicked welt would form under it. Sister Mary Beth would let out a long scream after each cut on her backside. She was crying profusely and screaming her lungs horse.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Then it happened, the beating seemed to stop and Sister Rachel was undoing the restraints. Sister Mary Beth couldn't see Father O'Brien, he had left the office. Sister Rachel dressed Sister Mary Beth and took her still blubbering down to the infirmary and she lay down on her stomach, while she had suave applied to her bottom.

Sister Mary Beth found out from Sister Rachel, that when needed any and all the nuns were punished like that. No matter their age or time at the order.

It wasn’t long before Sister Mary Beth was called to help a novice remove her cloths and she witnessed a severe beating. She did as Father O’Brien told her, for she knew that she would get another beating if she hesitated or refused to do as told.

That was one thing that she’d avoid at any cost.

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