…confession ritual at The Academy…

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“…So bend over, my child… I must explore the temptations of your young erring flesh… Oh, what sinfulness… you know that only the sacrament of the holy castigation can save your mortal soul, my daughter, don’t you…?

“…Y…e…s, father…

…Christina closed her eyes… submitting to the old reverend’s evil hands… that endlessly gently massaged and caressed her teenage buttocks… reveiling the most intimate parts of her body to his eager gaze… making her squirm with embarrassment… and arousal…

…she’d had to see the reverend for her ‘confession’… like all girls at The Academy…twice a week, at least… or more often… it was for the salvation of their souls… god’s will… but it didn’t take place in the chapel… it was in his private chambers this time… Christina had heard rumours about what happens to the girls who were summoned to his private domain…

…they talked about ‘chastisements‘… ‘cleansings’… and the ‘blessings’ and ‘consecrations’… so many weird precedures he had the girls undergo… they’d return back to their dormitories with that strange glassy, distant look on their eyes… as if he’d put a spell on them…

…then the inspection was completed… the reverend numbling about the need for purgation… robing her with the long ceremonial gown which left her backside totally uncovered… leading her down to the basement… opening an iron gate… Christina’s mouth falling open with astonishment…

…a big altar… provided with bandages… canes hanging on the dark walls… lashes… paddles… then a huge number of enema instruments… syringes and enema bags of all sizes… with long hoses… nozzles… a large bench, with bandages, too… Christina’s mouth becoming dry… her mind spinning…

“…So come with me, my child… let your father lead you to the deliverance of your sins… open yourself for the confession…

“…Y…e…s, father…”

…Christina headed back to her room as if being in trance… her ass burning from the spankings and canings… her sore rectum leaking the reverend’s hot cum… her voice being hoarse from screaming…

…her soul having been saved now… her body consecrated… blessed… over and over again… the whole night…

…it all was god’s will…

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