Father Thomas was waiting at the door of a small hotel as the motorbikes roared up.
"Bring her in and quickly," he shouted as the engines were turned off.
Jacko grabbed the chain at Maria's neck and tugged it. She responded by bowing her head, lifting herself from the hot plastic saddle and following him obediently. Father Thomas led the way as they walked up some steep stairs to a small bedroom, he waved Jacko in first and Maria followed. He dropped the chain and it swung down between her breasts and she kept her head bowed as Father Thomas passed some money to Jacko. He turned to go, but stopped at the door and looked back at Maria. She lifted her head slightly and smiled but he just laughed and went out. Father Thomas closed the door and went up to Maria.
"Stand there, I want to look at you."
She stood before him and hung her head. She felt ashamed of her conduct in the cafe and wanted to admit it all to Father Thomas, she wanted to tell him about her wanton sinfulness and then she wanted to bend over and be whipped until she could stand no more. She looked at him and hoped he would ask her to confess. He pulled at his short, pointed beard then, as if preparing to share a secret with her, he bent his face forward and whispered in her ear.
"Are you ready to confess my child?"
For a moment she did not answer. Suddenly, she was no longer sure what she had to confess. She did not feel any remorse for her sinfulness, quite the opposite, she felt elated by her wrongdoing, indeed, the idea of her remorse had itself caused surges of pleasure as she had been driven back into the hands of Father Thomas. What she wanted to confess was her sexual desires, but not because she wanted them expunged, now she wanted to feel the thrill of admitting them. Of course! Her confession was just another thrill and she could feed it by making herself available for sex, for punishment, for humiliation and pain. Suddenly, she thought she understood it all and she looked up at him brightly.
"Oh yes Father, I am. Oh yes Father, I am desperately ready to confess. Please Father, hear my confession."
"Ah my child, I am so happy for you."
"Take my confession Father, please take my confession."
"Are you ready to serve? Are you capable of complete obedience? Are you prepared to confess all your sins and be purified?"
"Yes Father, I am. Oh yes, Father, I am. I have so much to tell you and I want you to hear every word."
"Caleb!"
The door to the bathroom opened and Caleb sprung out, he was not carrying his staff and looked a little lost without it.
"She is ready, at last she is ready, bring what we need then we can begin."
He pranced back into the bathroom and after a while came out holding a variety of things in his podgy hands.
"Ready! Ready! Ready!"
Father Thomas reached forward and slipped the chain from Maria's neck.
"You will not need this any more my child."
He handed it to Caleb who took it from him and passed him a very fine gold chain in return. Father Thomas held it up to the dim, yellow light and its delicate links glittered and sparkled.
"This will be your chain of obedience my child."
"Please Father, I need it. I need to be chained and I need to serve."
"I am so pleased you understand my child. Lie on the bed."
She moved to the bed and lay down on her front.
"Will you have to spank me first Father?"
"No my child, turn over on your back."
She rolled over slowly and her breasts tightened on her chest, her nipples were not hard but looked beautifully pink and receptive against the slightly darker ring that encircled them. She raised her knees then allowed them to drop to the sides fully exposing her naked cunt and its wet, glistening edges. She pressed her buttocks together and felt the tension of her muscles squeezing against the back edges of her crack, then she pressed them more and the soft petals of her cunt went wetter with anticipation and excitement. She felt relaxed and eager and she lolled her head to one side and looked at Father Thomas.
"What a beautiful cunt you have. Now I am going to make you its slave. I will have to tie you down though, you could not bear it without the help of some straps. Caleb!"
She did not understand what he meant but his words seemed ominous and her feelings of safety began to turn into anxious suspicion. She thought of drawing her legs together, but before she could do anything Caleb climbed up onto the bed and started winding leather straps around her thighs and ankles. He pulled them down the sides of the bed and tied them in knots around the frame, then jumped back up and hopped and bounced between her outstretched legs.
"Beautiful cunt! Beautiful cunt!"
"Get down Caleb and bring the spray! Now my child this is what is going to make you obedient to that beautiful cunt of yours."
Father Thomas held up a small golden ring.
"And of course this."
He held up the thin chain as well and she shivered with a fear she thought she had overcome.
"I am going to fit this little ring through your delectable clitoris my child. Yes, right through it and then I am going to feed this chain through it and every time it is pulled you will respond with pain and joy. That is what you like is it not, pain and joy? That is your problem, I know it, but this will cause you all the pain you want and reward you every time with instant pleasure. Caleb!"
"Father, please -"
"I thought you said you were ready, bitch!"
"I did Father, I am, but -"
"Well shut your fucking mouth. Caleb! Get me the spray!"
Caleb handed Father Thomas a small, blue and white can.
"This will numb the pain my child, but it will be cold."
He sprayed the contents of the canister onto her dilated cunt and she shrieked with shock as the cold spray covered her tender flesh. She squeezed her buttocks together but it did no good as her outer labia were drenched with the freezing liquid. He sprayed it all around her cunt, then, prizing between her outer labia with his fingers, he found her clitoris. He tugged at it and it hardened and protruded more keenly from between her soft lips. He massaged it some more and it grew between his fingers until he could hold it firmly, then he directed the cold spray at it and doused it.
Maria gasped and screamed. The cold shock on her sensitive flesh was terrible, and the feeling of him tugging at her clitoris was painful and almost more than she could bear.
"Please -"
Father Thomas reached up with his spare hand and slapped her across the face, the hard smack stung her cheek, her head was knocked sideways and she cried out in pain.
"Shut up you fucking bitch. There will soon be time for pleading."
He bent down between her legs and kept spraying the contents of the can all around her cunt but especially on her still swelling clitoris, which he gripped firmly and squeezed whenever it tried to retract between the soft edges of her frozen crack. Then he threw the can aside and, in one movement, punctured her hard clitoris with the sharp open point of the gold ring and threaded it straight through her engorged flesh. She did not know what he had done until she squeezed her thighs inwards a bit and felt it pressing sharply against the inside edges of her cunt.
"Oh Father, what have you done to me?"
"I have made you the slave of your cunt. You will see."
He reached across and took another thin chain from Caleb. He pulled it around her waist and clipped it together, then he took another and clasped it tightly around her neck. Then he took the loose end of the chain that was attached to the ring, fed it beneath the chain at her waist, clipped it to the chain at her throat and finally, attached a small gold cross to it.
"Caleb! Release her!"
Caleb jumped up and undid her bonds. Instinctively, she drew her legs together, but as she tried to lie back flat on the bed she realised that the tension in the chain meant that any movement in her neck caused the ring to pull in her clitoris. Because the cold spray was still numbing the flesh of her cunt she was not sure whether she felt pain or not.
"Stand up my child."
She rolled onto her side and stood up slowly, keeping her head bent down so that the tension was only slight.
"Look up you bitch!"
Maria raised her head slightly and immediately felt the arousing tug in her clitoris, then the piercing pain as it pulled hard into her flesh. Her eyes widened as she felt the full pleasure of her own slavery and she dropped her head back in response to the now searing pain of ecstasy. She moaned. It was agony but it was irresistible, and again she stretched her head back. The tension in the chain pulled at her throat and burned in her cunt. She had never experienced anything like it and she felt a primitive animalism forming inside that threatened to overtake any sense of self-control she might have. Every movement of her head brought a corresponding swell of pain, every time she lifted her head the ecstatic pain forced her to bow again. With her head held up she was in a depraved state of piercing pain which made her lower it again into the sweet ecstasy of bowed submission, slavery and penance.
"Good my child. Caleb! Stay with her, I need to make some final arrangements before we deliver her to the Mistress Lesley."
Father Thomas left the bedroom and went down to the reception. Caleb crouched like a gnome at the bottom of the bed and stared at Maria, but she was unaware of his gaze as she tantalised herself against the tension of the chain. She pulled her head back as far as she could, and the ring drew her clitoris clear of the folds of pink skin that opened at the front of her shaved crack. The chain pressed against her stomach and ran up between her breasts until it pulled tightly at her slender throat. She moaned as the pressure came on fully and, as she pulled more, she screwed up her eyes in ecstatic agony as the pain increased both her desires and suffering.
Caleb watched her eagerly then bent down and crawled slowly between her legs like a small dog stalking its prey, pressing his stumpy hands down quietly on the bed and creeping forward until his face was close to her cunt. He looked at it closely, turning his face this way and that, then bent his head forward and extended his tongue until it touched the delicate petals of her outer labia.
She felt its heat as his tongue slurped clumsily along the full length of her cunt, starting at the back near the opening of her anus and running up along her soft labia until finally, it curled around her hard, extended clitoris. The warmth of his wet tongue inflamed her even more and she stretched back against the chain. Her clitoris reached out further under the pressure and, as soon as there was more to lick, Caleb slurped around it enthusiastically. She felt his spit dribbling between the lips of her crack and onto the small area of skin that lay behind it, then she felt it running around the ring of her anus and she opened her buttocks wider. She pressed down with her buttocks and encouraged her anus to dilate, and when it did, some drops of spit ran burningly inside its exposed inner edges.
Maria felt Caleb's shoulders pressing against the insides of her thighs and she widened them more to accommodate him, then she felt a sudden stabbing in her anus as his finger plunged in deeply. She gasped and threw her head back and the chain cut into her throat. The pain in her clitoris was masked by his lapping tongue but it still hurt and she let out a scream, but that made him plunge his finger even deeper and she responded by bending forward and bearing down on it. Her gaze followed the gold chain as it ran down between her breasts, across her flat stomach and pulled tightly at the golden ring that stretched her clitoris forward from the upper opening of her cunt. She saw his slobbering face looking up from between her legs, his eyes were wide and his tongue was licking her feverishly.
Caleb began thrusting his finger up and down her anus. She felt a flow of passion running inside her veins and she drove herself onto it and matched his movements. She squeezed her buttocks and held his finger tightly in her arse. She wanted more of it, she wanted it thicker and deeper and faster and more thrusting. He kept slavering at her cunt like a dog, but it was not enough, she wanted more and she reached forward and grasped his head tightly in her hands.
"Lick it you bastard!" she shouted at him and dragged his head against her open cunt. "Lick it or I'll suffocate you in it!"
She pressed his face in deeper and his tongue went in like a hot cock, folding against the inside edges of her cunt and sending waves of exhilaration through her. Then it stretched forward and probed her vagina as deeply as it could and she pulled at the ring in her clitoris to match the pleasure with a commensurate amount of pain. As she rode his tongue, he kept plunging his finger in her arse and she drove down on it as hard as she could.
"Give me more! More you little bastard! I want more!"
She grasped his hair and pulled his head forward until he could not breathe.
"Keep licking it. I want it up there until I come! Keep licking!"
Maria felt ferocious and uncontrolled.
"Now your dick. Give me some dick!"
She released his head but grabbed his trousers before he could get away. She pulled them open at the front and took hold of his cock, it was stiff and hot and she squeezed it and pulled at it. Caleb cried out as her fingernails dug into the taut flesh of his throbbing member.
"Shut up you little bastard! Stick it in here!"
She opened her legs even wider and leaned forward to see her open cunt.
"In here!"
She forced the tip of his cock into her dilated cunt.
"Get fucking you little bastard! I want a good fucking so don't disappoint me. Fuck it!"
He started to fuck her but he was not vigorous enough and his cock was not big enough for her.
"Fuck it you little animal!"
He fucked as hard as he could, but her face grew angrier as her disappointment got greater. Suddenly, she pushed him back and, as his cock came out, she grabbed it again with both hands.
"Try it in here you little beast. Perhaps it will serve me better there."
She pushed the wet tip of his cock against the swollen ring of her anus, it opened to receive him and she fed it in until she felt his balls hanging against her outstretched buttocks.
"Now get to it!"
He yelped as she began fucking his cock hard with her arse, driving down on him and squeezing it so that she could feel every vein it had to offer.
"Fuck it you little cunt! Fuck it or I'll give you such a whipping you won't be able to walk for days!"
Caleb squealed again but Maria would not let him go. She felt wild and bestial as she fucked at his cock. She realised something had happened to her, something had changed, she was in control, she was making the demands and she was enslaving someone to fuck her. She felt as though she had captured him and taken him back to her lair and now he was doing her bidding. She was thrilled by the threats she made and overjoyed with the expression of fear and anxiety that strained across his contorted face. She had taken him as her slave and she could make him do anything she wanted.
Then she felt him starting to finish. She felt his cock swelling and the tip pressing harder against her insides, then she felt the flow of semen running through the stiff shaft as the veins stood out and forced against her innards. Then there was a burst of heat, then a long flow of hot spunk, and she tightened her anus onto him to draw up every drop. She sucked at him remorselessly but she did not finish, she felt in control of her orgasms and she was not prepared to release one yet.
"I hope you don't think I've finished with you?" she said tauntingly. "I have only just started!"
Caleb looked down in fear as he tried to pull away.
Maria dribbled spit from her mouth as she felt her pleasures elevated onto a new level of sexual debauchery and control, then the door opened and Father Thomas and Kirk came in. She looked up at Father Thomas and suddenly felt ashamed and afraid. She could not believe what was happening to her, she could not believe how her sinfulness had overtaken her so easily.
"Father, Father, help me! I am so sinful! Please Father help me!"
Father Thomas rushed forward with Kirk at his side and they both grabbed Caleb by the shoulders and pulled him away from Maria. Father Thomas scowled at Caleb as he shrunk back fearfully against the wall.
"Oh my child, what has happened to you?"
Maria could not answer.
"I think it must be time to take your confession my child."
Father Thomas sat on the edge of the bed and looked closely at Maria as she lay with her legs wide open and the gold chain stretched tightly from her throat to her engorged clitoris.
"Kneel down before me child."
She sat up and got onto her knees.
"Tell me your sins my child."
"Oh Father can you save me?"
"I think so my child."
He unbuttoned his trousers and pulled out his cock, it was still flaccid and hung heavily in his hands.
"Suck this, my child, and tell me your sins."
She leant forward and took the soft glans in her mouth, folding her tongue around it and licking the raised back edge until she felt it begin to harden. As it swelled, she cradled it in her hands and drew her mouth away.
"Father I have sinned."
"Yes, my child, go on."
"I have desired such terrible things, I have wanted such terrible, terrible things, I have ached to have my cunt filled and I have yearned to be fucked."
"Now suck it my child, I will punish you as you suck it."
She took the cock back into her mouth, this time it was harder as she folded her lips around it. Then she felt a sudden sting on her bottom as Father Thomas's hand smacked down.
Smack!
She pulled back and his cock fell from her mouth.
"Suck it! That will mean more!"
Smack! Smack!
She wrapped her lips around it again and this time she sucked hard as she felt the painful smacks landing on her upturned bottom.
"Good, now what else?"
She drew her mouth away.
"I have enjoyed being bound and gagged Father."
Again, she encircled his still hardening cock with her mouth and waited for her punishment.
Smack!
This time she did not wait, she knew what was expected.
"I enjoyed being on the rack, I loved the feeling of exposure and torture."
She put his cock back in her mouth, sucked hard and waited.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Three punishingly hard smacks fell across the taut skin of her bottom, but she kept his cock in her mouth and sucked that much harder as they fell. When the spanking stopped, she drew her mouth away again, this time gasping for breath.
"And being shaved Father, I loved my cunt being shaved."
Her mouth went back around his cock, and this time she felt its full hardness as she drew the glans deep inside and circled her lips well down the throbbing shaft.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Yes, my child, what else?"
Maria gasped as the pain of the spanking stung deeply into her bottom.
"So many men Father, I wanted to be fucked by them all."
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Yes, yes, what else?"
"I wanted to feel their spunk Father, all over my face, all over my cunt, in my arse, I wanted it lick it and drink it and wallow in it."
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The beating was hard and relentless. Every admission Maria made brought down a fresh rain of smacks and she had to take them all with Father Thomas's cock in her mouth, unable to scream out and unable to moan.
"Oh, but I wanted to be beaten Father. How I loved the cane and the whip, how I revelled in their cutting strokes, and I wanted the feel of it across my bottom and against my cunt and cutting my breasts, Oh Father."
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The beating was harder than anything she had known, her bottom stung with the heat of the frenzied smacks, but it was not enough, she wanted more and the only way to get them was to admit to all her desires. She broke her mouth away from the throbbing cock that she had forced right to the back of her throat.
"Oh Father, I need so much, I want to be humiliated and condemned to slavery, I want to be a drudge and a slut, I want to be beaten for my desires and I want to keep having them so that I can be beaten more. Thrash me Father, please thrash me for my wickedness, I need to be punished more and more!"
She gulped her mouth around his cock again and sucked at it wildly. She drew it in deeply and felt its tip pressing against the back of her throat. The smacking continued and she pulled it down more until it plugged her completely. Then she felt it expanding and she took it even deeper, she could not breathe but it did not matter, she did not care. She swallowed it and felt the stiff rod inserting itself right down inside her, then she felt the pulses and the run of fluid streaming along its length. She drew it in more and gulped and heaved and then it finished deeply down her throat and she broke free, choking and gasping and screaming and dribbling. She did not need to swallow it, it had come so deeply inside her that there was nothing around her mouth to drink.
"Beat me more Father. Please, more."
The smacking continued until she felt herself drifting into an unconscious oblivion. She did not admit any more though she knew there were still things to confess. She did not admit the new wave of sensation that had spread within her when she saw Caleb cowering as her slave and she did not admit the new feeling of control that she had sensed as she held her orgasm back until she had made him serve her enough.
As she bent before Father Thomas, and the blows of his hand continued on her buttocks. She glanced across the room and saw Caleb and Kirk both crouched down at the foot of the bed. Just before she gasped for the last time in pain, and fell into unconsciousness. She imagined them both as her servants and wondered what things she could do to force them to serve and satisfy her.