Spanked in Church

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The Lord knoweth how to deliver the godly out of temptation, and to reserve the unjust unto the day of judgment to be punished. 2 Peter Ch.2 vs 9 (KJV).

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Evidence submission: 9366GP/28. This is a transcript of part of a data intercept of a telephone call recorded by ATF as part of an ongoing investigation into the Church of the Loving Holy Rebuke based in Adams County, Ohio. It is between two sisters: Cora and Jenny Miller. Cora Miller is a newly joined member of the church in question. The first part of their recorded conversation was about irrelevant trivialities such as Jenny's new dog, a popular reality TV show and local small town gossip. For the sake of privacy, this part has all been redacted.

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Jenny > So, how's that new church of yours, sis? Any good?

Cora > Yeah. Took a bit of getting used to but great.

Jenny > What d'ya mean?

Cora > They believe in old-fashioned worship like women can't preach and have to obey their partners. Men are the rightful head of the household.

Jenny > For real? You used to be such a big time feminist at college, sister.

Cora > Yeah, yeah, I know. But I've come to realize I was wrong. I'm much happier now I let Samuel make all the big decisions while I support him. Things are working out so much better and I'm much happier. The preacher has shown me lots of stuff in the Bible that proves this is the right way to live.

Jenny > Oh, what's he like, this preacher?

Cora > He's great. Deacon Jedediah Stearns is an older guy in his fifties. Used to be a biker, I think, still got the big mustache, and did time in prison but he's turned his life around after he found God inside. He's really strong and muscular and keeps his flock under control like a good shepherd should. He's sure something else.

Jenny > Under control? I don't like the sound of that.

Cora > It's not like you think. It's all done in a loving way. Like God loves the world but sometimes needs to punish us sinners when we err, so a man loves his partner but sometimes needs to punish her if she gets things wrong. It's for the best so we women know our places and can better help our partners.

Jenny > What sort of punishments?

Cora > The main one is a spanking. For example, let me tell you what happened the other day. At breakfast, I was rushing and knocked over the creamer. The jug broke and milk went all over our kitchen, splashing Samuel's suit pants so he had to go and get changed and he was running late for work anyway. And I had to clean up all the mess I'd made so I was late for work as well. Samuel was really annoyed and told me my carelessness meant I would be getting a good spanking when he got home.

Jenny > OMG. What happened? Surely he didn't really beat you?

Cora > Of course. I was really nervous all day knowing what was going to happen later. But so aroused at the same time and my panties got really damp during the day. And my nips stuck out like hat pegs! So I'm sure one or two of the girls in the office sensed my arousal as they kept giving me little looks. I got off work early and cooked Samuel one of his favorite meals, a moussaka, hoping he'd take it easy on me.

Jenny > Take it easy on you? He wouldn't really go through with it? That sounds like abuse, sis.

Cora > Let me tell you how it is before you jump to conclusions. He came home and we had dinner together and half a bottle of wine and he put the dishes in the dishwasher for me. He is so kind to me. We had a coffee, put the news on and I was kind of hoping he'd maybe forgotten or forgiven me when Samuel turned to me.

"I think we need to have a word about your carelessness this morning," he said. "Your clumsiness made us both late for work."

"I'm so sorry," I said with my eyes submissively downcast. "It was an accident but please forgive me."

Jenny > It's only a jug. Who cares? You could have just bought another.

Cora > True, although it was quite expensive. His mom gave it us. But I was being punished more for my lack of attention. "Of course I'll forgive you," he told me, kissing the top of my head. "But before forgiveness must come punishment. I told you to expect a spanking and that's what is going to happen first."

So, sis, I had to stand up before Sam.

Jenny > Really? You just do as you're told?

Cora > Of course! He's the head of our household. "Take off your clothes. All of them," he said sternly.

"Can I draw the drapes first?" I pleaded.

He nodded, giving assent, so I hurried over and closed them, giving us some privacy for my punishment and then I came back, trembling with eager nervousness.

He looked at me and I slowly took off my gray hoodie top and pulled down my leggings, stepping out of them so all I wore now was my bra and panties. I looked at my fiance but the hard look in his eyes left me in no doubt as to his intent so I reached behind my back and undid my bra, tossing it to the floor on top of my clothes. My nips stood out like little pebbles! I then slipped my fingers into the waistband of my white briefs and pulled them down as well so I was now completely naked before him. I'm glad I waxed recently.

Jenny > Sam spanks you on your bare bottom?

Cora > Of course, Sam always spanks me on my bare behind. You know, it makes me feel so secure and makes me feel loved. Most of all I know that I have deserved my punishment.

Jenny > I think I'm getting what you mean. Go on, sis.

Cora > Without speaking, Sam pointed at my panties and I had to bend over, my little old B-cups swaying and passed them over. He looked at them and checked out the saddle and I blushed as he noticed the day's moist stain in the middle.

Jenny > Eww, too much info, sis!

Cora > I found that it's true that you never feel more naked then the time right before your spanking. And Sam spanks me hard, sis. Harder than even daddy used to.

Jenny > You're right there! Daddy used to spank us hard, didn't he?

Cora > Sam patted his lap and I lay myself over, my hands on the floor, so aware of my titties hanging down while my bottom was perfectly aligned over his lap with my thighs on the other side. I must have looked a sight -- and not for the first time!

Jenny > He really spanked you like a little girl?

Cora > You remember that daddy used to spank us when we were girls? But only over our panties, of course. In my adult life, without knowing it, I had begun to miss a man's firm discipline. You know how it is after a spanking, when you are forgiven and you feel certain in the man's love again. It's so much more satisfying when it's your partner taking you in hand and confirming his love for you.

Jenny > I always felt so loved after my spankings off daddy, knowing I was forgiven. Sometimes I'd play up just to get a spanking.

Cora > Yes, same here. Anyway, Sam rested his hand on my buttocks so I could get used to feeling his palm against my skin with me knowing I was soon going to get a red, sore behind. He raised his hand and brought it down -- hard. I jerked forwards but was determined not to cry.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! More and more swats landed on my bottom, covering all of my bare ass. I gritted my teeth, stubbornly trying to hang onto my pride if nothing else. But it all got too much for me. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! On my left buttock and then the right making my ass shake and turn red. The smacks echoed round our living room. My backside was raw and tender and still the blows rained down on my upturned ass.

Jenny > Poor you. That sounds so severe.

Cora > Don't forget I so deserved it. Between you and me, I think I need frequent spankings to keep me in line. As yet more smacks landed I gave up trying to maintain any dignity and soon my legs were kicking up and down and I was sobbing and pleading for him to stop.

"I've learned my lesson," I kept saying. "I'll be more careful."

"So you say but has the lesson really sunk in yet?" he asked.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Right on my sit-spot. How I cried out!

Jenny > How much more did you take?

Cora > Not too much, really. "The last few will be much harder," Sam said. And they were. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Ouch! I can still feel them now. Right across my ass. They hurt but did me good. I lay over his lap, crying and trying to pull myself together. Then Sam slipped his hand down between my legs and pushed his finger into my honey pot. It came away so damp with my love juices.

Jenny > Eww! I don't want to know!

Cora > I'm telling you like it is. After he'd finished checking out my snatch, he helped me up and told me to stand in the corner and think about my negligence earlier. I was so glad that I'd drawn the drapes otherwise any of our neighbors could have seen me standing there in the nude. So there I was, standing in the corner, my ass a bright red and my punishment finished. After about fifteen minutes or so, Sam turned me around and kissed my tears away and gave me a big hug. I'm so lucky that my fiance is a very loving man.

Jenny > Loves you so much he beats you?

Cora > It's for my own good and I needed disciplining. Sam looked at my still reddened bottom and ran his hand over it. I flinched but warmed to his touch as his fingers explored my ass crack. His hand went lower, brushing over my still wet pussy.

"Go over to that table and bend over," he told me.

Jenny > Surely he wasn't gonna spank you a second time?

Cora > That's what I thought and tears came to my eyes but his voice was so commanding so I crossed the room and obediently bent over, my ass in the air and prepared myself for further punishment. But I thought I didn't deserve that.

Jenny > No you didn't. You'd suffered enough from the sound of it.

Cora > As I lay over the table, my boobs pressed down against the hard wooden surface, I heard Sam take off his belt. I really didn't want the strap across my still tender ass but if he felt I needed it then I was going to get it.

Jenny > This is getting so much worse!

Cora > However, a moment later I heard the rustle as he dropped his jeans. He stood behind me and then his foot tapped against my ankle and so I spread my legs wider and raised my ass even higher. He could see everything! His hand slipped between my legs and he pushed his fingers deep into my pussy and probed my wet vagina. I squirmed against his hand hoping he'd find my G-spot and felt so sexy to be laying there open to his gaze.

He took his hand from my vagina and I braced myself expecting to feel his cock penetrate me. But instead his fingers touched my anus and he smeared my love-juices all around my tight little hole.

Jenny > Eww! Too much!

Cora > Wait, there's more. He pushed his finger inside my anus and it was so hard for him to do so but he managed to get a second finger inside and I felt a bit stretched, I can tell you. He widened my little brown hole and I braced myself against the table knowing what was to come. He took his fingers out and then I felt his cock's head pressing against my asshole. I gave a little nod to say it was okay and then he pushed himself up inside my ass. Sam's got a big fat cock and it was far thicker than his fingers. I think he was only able to get its head in at first but then he gave a couple of hard thrusts and he was in all the way. At first it felt like I needed to take a big shit but then he drove in and out, in and out and it got easier as he did so and the poop sensations faded away.

Jenny > Wasn't it painful? I've heard that it hurts?

Cora > A little at the start. But Sam didn't force me or anything and made sure I was okay. However, he quickly speeded up and I heard his balls slapping against my pussy as he slammed in and out of my ass. And all too quickly I felt a charge building up inside me. I was moaning with pleasure as his cock filled me, pressing against that sensitive spot within me.

Jenny > I heard that a lot of women cum when they have anal sex?

Cora > Sure can, sis. It's something to do with how the man's cock presses against the back of our G-spot or something like that, I think. Anyway, he carried on thrusting in and out of my back passage and I could feel my cries getting louder and more frantic as the pressure built up within me until I could hold back no longer and I came with a scream. That must've set Sam off because he came at the same time and he filled my bowels with his red-hot cum as he emptied his balls deep inside me. It felt like a volcano had erupted within me.

I don't mind admitting I cried out in sheer ecstasy as he filled me up and I lay upon the table, totally spent after my spanking and ass-fucking, and Sam lay upon me pressing me down upon the table. His cock pulled out my anus and we lay there together enjoying each others warmth for a minute until he stood up and pulled up his jeans.

Jenny > Well, what happened next, big sis?

Cora > Sam helped me stand up but then he led me over to the wall again. "Stay there until I call for you," he told me. He swatted my ass to remind me of my place so I faced the wall and heard him go upstairs and have a quick shower to clean up. I was tempted to move while he was showering but knew I'd be in real big trouble if he caught me out so I stayed put obediently.

Finally, Sam came back and I heard him open a bottle of wine and sit down on our sofa. "Come here," he told me. I turned around and came over to the sofa, standing before him. He was wearing his pajamas but I was still completely naked. "Sit down," he said, patting his lap and I did so, not without a little wince as my bottom was still sore. He held me in his arms and passed me a glass of Pinot Grigio. We clinked glasses and drank.

Then he picked up the TV remote and selected a channel he wanted and we watched television.

Jenny > And you're happy with him being in charge? Spanking you?

Cora > Very happy, thanks. You don't know how safe and secure I felt snuggled in Sam's strong arms, completely naked and vulnerable but protected and cherished by a powerful man who would take care of me and guide me through life.

Jenny > Well, it sounds like it's working out for you. At our last family get together, both mom and daddy said how happy and relaxed you were with Sam. And mom said you were so engrossed with him.

Cora > That's right, I am attentive to Sam's needs. Don't forget, it's not like how daddy used to spank us when we were girls so I get it if those are all you know. You can't realize how essential it is to have a man in your life willing to guide and protect you as well as lovingly chastise you when you make mistakes. But don't just take my word for it, it feels so good having somebody who truly cares enough about you and who is willing to guide a woman through life. Also, the whole ordeal of submitting to a man's will turns me on.

Jenny > Well, it sounds interesting.

Cora > If you come over to ours next Sunday, you could come to church with us. You might even see your big sister getting another spanking! Or take one yourself if you need it.

Jenny > I might just do that. Anyway, must dash. Goodnight, love you xxxx

Cora > Love you loads xxxx

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SUMMARY: Evidence submission: 9366GP/28 clearly shows how Deacon Stearns's congregation at the Church of the Loving Holy Rebuke have been brainwashed into accepting both mental and physical abuse as acceptable and even to be welcomed. While this type of situation would normally be dealt with by the State Police, in view of Deacon Stearns putative gunrunning and other criminal activities it is felt that this aspect of the investigation should also be dealt with by ATF to avoid crossed wires and possibly two investigations compromising the other. It is to be hoped that any investigation be handled quickly to minimize the psychological damage to female members of his church.

Author's Note:

I have never worked for ATF or any law enforcement agency so my only knowledge comes from reading police procedurals and watching crime documentaries on TV. Any errors are purely mine. Hope you enjoy this story.