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Father Frank finished his pleasant erotic reverie of the delights of Sister Lucia and then cleaned up and tucked himself back in before exiting the confessional. Glancing at his watch as he walked to his quarters he smiled to see it was lunch time. Sister Bella would be arriving with lunch and to receive her daily penance!

Sister Bella was a childlike soul who could cook like an angel, her round pleasant face was absent of all malice and she was cheerful and full of mischief and needed her daily spanking to keep her from practising her pranks.

Father Martin had advised him when he first assigned her to him as confessor that a daily long hard application of the hairbrush to her full fleshy bare buttocks after his lunch would keep her in line mostly and a weekly cleansing with a more severe session completely put a lid on her.

Father Frank had come to enjoy the daily session and while he had followed the advice of a weekly cleansing and punishment at first he had found he rather enjoyed letting her off her leash because then the other nuns tended to retaliate to her jokes and he enjoyed punishing all of them after they confessed and Sister Bella got an afternoon of severe punishment that he thoroughly enjoyed while the poor naughty girl suffered for her sins!

He wondered what delightful meal she would bring him today and of course the view while he ate was quite delicious! Reaching his quarters he unlocked them and went in, he stuck his head briefly unto the punishment room to see if it was in order for the afternoon penitents and pondered shortly on whether or not to send Bella there to await him instead of making her wait in his office, then discarded the notion she had been good and the punishment room struck terror in her heart.

He headed to his bedroom and took off his shirt and pants under his robe then replaced the robe, revelling in the freedom of his naked body beneath them!

Sister Bella preferred a fatherly type spanking and while she needed humiliation and exposure during her sessions, he reserved the punishment room for her serious offenses. She needed her spankings to be like they were when she was a girl on her father’s farm, daily long hard wooden brush spankings over a fatherly knee and sometimes in the midst of a spanking, her big fleshy cheeks bouncing delightfully over his lap as they grew redder and redder, she would forget and call him Daddy.

He enjoyed and encouraged that and he contemplated the session as he entered his private office and went to sit at his desk, his eyes on “Bella’s Bench” as he called it over in the corner. Shaking his head he decided to enter in the mornings confessions so he could refer to them later in deciding how much , how long and with what he would punish each of the Sister’s who had seen him that morning. Half an hour later he had just finished and was putting the confession ledger away when he heard the knock of Sister Bella at his door.

“Enter Sister” he called and heard the door open then close and then her steps down the hall. He knew she was wearing her naughty little girl clothes under her habit. Short pleated skirt, white blouse no bra, white cotton panties white ankle socks and oxfords. She was very easy to figure out in what she needed and he enjoyed the simple naughty girl inside she was.

Sister Bella entered the Father’s office with a nervous smile , her tummy doing flip flops as she met his warm smile with a nervous one of her own, mindful of the steaming tray of seafood pasta, salad and home made cookies she brought him. He was so like her Dad warm and loving and yet firm in knowing just what she needed to remain chaste! She curtseyed awkwardly and then leaned over his desk to place the tray before him biting her lip at the ritual she must now perform! Stepping back she smoothed down her habit and then curtseyed again.

“I have brought your lunch Father and am ready to do my penance!”

She watched as he nodded at her and then removed her headdress and habit standing before him in her clothes he had ordered her to wear she blushed at her round curvy body so revealed in the juvenile clothes. He eyed her head to toe then looked directly into her eyes he asked softly.

“Have you been a good girl since yesterday Bella? Do not lie to your Daddy now!”

He watched her visible reaction, in drawn breath and a slight trembling as she bit her lip anxiously as he repeated what her father used to say before her daily spankings! He knew before she spoke she had been naughty,

her body betrayed her, he knew her so well he knew she would claim good girl status until he spanked it out of her, they had done this on average about once every two weeks where she would try and not tell him of some devilish trick she had performed and his cock jumped beneath his hassock and he was glad he had the foresight to be naked under his robes!

“Yes Father, I have been a good girl!”

She nodded earnestly her hands wringing, her eyes darting everywhere but to his face and he lowered his brows and spoke sternly.

“Bella you are not being truthful and you called me Father what did we talk about just last week about how you would address me in this daily penance you serve?”

“Sorry Daddy” She spoke a little insolently and shifted from one foot to the other as she focused her eyes on his hands and he knew she needed the heavy bath brush today to spank the truth out of her.

“We will continue this discussion after I have eaten young lady please go to your bench and wait in the manner I have taught you!” he spoke sternly and then watched as she sighed then turned and scuffed her way slowly to her bench in the corner. She reached the bench and knelt on the kneeler on this side then lay belly down over the top, reaching back she slowly lifted her skirt up over her bottom and then let it fall bunched to her waist.

Once more her hands reached back and she slowly wiggled her white cotton panties down till the bunched at mid thigh framing her big peach of a bottom so well. Dropping her head and upper body to hang on the other side of the bench she reached back and gripped her own cheeks in her hands then pulled them apart exposing her tiny puckered target to his gaze with a shudder and flush of embarrassment!

She dreaded this part having to hang there big bare bottom up exposing herself to his gaze while he ate! It was what her own beloved Dad had done when she was young and Father Frank had decided that it was the best way to continue as she did best when controlled by a “daddy” type! It was different in that her real Father had her kneel in a corner or sometimes over the arm of the couch.

His philosophy was that bottoms were put on people for facilitating punishment and both she and her two brothers had been subject to all kinds of bare bottom treatments at his hands. She both feared and desired it and she was so happy Father Frank was the new confessor. Father Martin had been harsh and cold and you got the sense he hated all women and was only doing his duty by them.

Father Frank was different he made it clear he loved his charges and did care what happened to them personally. Just like her Dad, she thanked God every night for him sending Father Frank to be her new Daddy! Right now though she was simply trying to keep her bottom well exposed as Father Frank demanded while he ate the delicious meal her talents had created!

Father Frank dug into his lunch with gusto keeping one eye on the two hands separating the two bare full half moons perched precariously and high over the bench and presented so enticingly!

Sister Bella was one of those nuns who looked fat in a habit but was in reality delightful curved with a small waist, plump breasts, arms, legs and most of all delightfully plump set of buttocks!

She wriggled a bit her hands desperately gripping so as not to let go, she knew he would strap both hands and buttocks if she did and she also knew he was aware she had lied and that meant the bath brush and that damn brush over a well strapped bottom was a spanking she wished never to feel again so she clung desperately to her own cheeks as she wriggled and dangled over her bench wishing he would eat quickly and hoping it was delicious enough!

She tried to peer back between her legs but all she say was his feet beneath his desk, so she gave up and hung there trying to not wonder if he was staring at her naughty bits and trying to avoid thinking about the state her pale white bum would be in once she was over his lap dancing to the beat of the brush!

Father Frank finished his meal and watched the girl as she squirmed dangling over the bench. He watched as gripped her own cheeks with fierce strength, he could see her fingers digging into her cheeks and he smiled. Now do I want to take a strap to that ass first he thought, yes he said to himself I think I do. He cleared his throat and spoke sharply! “Naughty girl?” His words cut through the room and she jerked violently and gasped, her grasp on her cheeks lost and her hands slid off and then she wailed out knowing what that meant!

He chuckled and continued, “ I was just going to say your moving too much and to make sure you didn’t let go because of your incessant wriggling. You know what this means it’s the strap for both your naughty bare bottom and your naughty hands after your first rod of correction insertion!”

“No Daddy, please not the strap.” Her voice wailed out as she quickly brought her hands back and desperately pried her cheeks as wide as she could!”I can hold it now Daddy, see? I won’t let go again I promise!” she pleaded desperately arching her back and craning her neck to peer back at him! Then she moaned as she saw him stride to the cabinet ingoring her pleas and gather up the rod of correction and his trusty crop!

Her Papa had spanked both her and her brother’s little puckered targets with a thin strap before he plugged them, he considered a plug to be part of the punishment and they often wore them around for hours with their bottoms bare as part of their sentence!

Father Frank used his thin looped crop but it hurt just as much, and she gritted her teeth and allowed her upper body to once again dangle as she waited for the strikes always given before the insertion of the rod of correction, which was what Father Frank preferred to call his collection of dildos and plugs he employed as discipline implements. In her upside position she watched the feet and robes of her new Daddy approach and she mentally steeled herself for the most embarrassing part of her punishment.

THWIP! the first stroke of his crop whistled down and made a direct hit onto the crinkled target she was presenting so well!

“AAAh One thank you Daddy I have been very naughty and deserve more may I please have another?”

Her hich pitched voice shrilled out the words and her upthrust moons squirmed and shook at the intense burning and intimate stroke! Her lower legs kicked and she whimpered as she waited for the next stroke!

Father Frank raised the crop and borught it down sharply again directly onto her naughty little opening and listened to her count and recite what she had been taught. He settled into a nice steady rythm until he reached the 24 he always gave her to start. Enjoying every jerk, hump, shake, tremble and shimmy of the generously endowed bottom so perfectly positioned and presented for the task!

THWAP!

He brought the last one down with full force and she shrieked and then sobbed out the count and asked once again for more.

“NO my girl that is enough for now” he patted the trembling cheek nearest him and then set aside the crop and picked up the rigid glass plug he liked to use as the first rod of correction. Turning back he watched her breathe for a few seconds noting how well she keep her cheeks spread so her puckered bottom flower was well displayed and ready for its insertion.

Leaning over her he pressed the tip of the plug to her wet dripping pussy and rubbed and stroked her with it covering the head with her juices then he slid the plug up her crack till it nudged the winking target and then he gripped her far cheek and began to firmly and steadily push it into her tight depths, enjoying her moans and squeals as it slid slowly into her body!

“Keep still or it will be the cane for you girl” he warned her as the plug slowly and relentlessly disappeared into her ass.

Stopping the forward motion he reversed and pulled out then slid it back in a bit faster than before enjoying her answering gasp and wiggle of her hips as he did so then he settled into a slow in and out motion going a bit deeper, the plug widening her more and more with each forward motion.

“You may let go and place your hands on the floor Bella” he told her as he increased the speed of his stroking, knowing she would need to brace herself for the final thrust that would push past the widest point and then close around the base of the plug, only the flat glass base would be visible once he buried the hard object deep inside her.

Her moans grew louder as his strokes went deeper and then she began to plead wiht him.

Oh, OH please Daddy its too big, it hurts Daddy no, I can’t take it please NO Daddy” she wailed as he thrust in and out with his hand yet her body belied her words. He grinned and then suddenly plunged the entire length straight up her receptive bum and she shrieked and stiffened her hands flying back to her bottom and she writhed madly at the paingful stretching past her spincter then the full uncomfortable feeling of feeling full inside her bum.

he kept on hand on the small of her back to keep her there until the stretching feeling was not so bad then he stepped back and spoke while keeping an eye on her wriggling to make sure she didn’t wiggle off the bench!

“Stay right there Bella , put your hands on the floor and wait util Daddy decides its time for your strapping!”

He returned to his desk and sat down to eat his cookies enjoyng the wait knowing the girl was heightening her own fearful anticipation of her spanking!

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