Friday arrived and John made sure he arrived early at the church and checked out the room again. He put his freshly oiled strap and a jar in the table drawer and sat on one of the chairs and stared at the apparatus in front of him. He had hardly had time to visualise the forthcoming scene when the door opened and Mat, Bill and Jim entered followed by the minister and his wife. “Good evening, I see we are all assembled punctually” said the minister, “I saw the lights go on, Mark said he would be here by six so I’m glad everyone is ready. Have you decided on the itinerary John or do you think we should have convened a committee meeting during the week to finalise things or have you in mind how we are to proceed?” “No problem Sir, I’ll use the experience I gained in the States and if I have your permission Sir, I would like to demonstrate as we go along and give each member an opportunity to participate and then perhaps a roster can be drawn up for future dates.” “That sounds sensible John, as usual I knew you would have things in hand, Mark should be here soon so we’ll sit down and you can demonstrate the apparatus to the new members if you would.” “My pleasure Sir, as you can see, Mat has done a really professional job with the chair and I’ll show you how these leather straps go, I’ll thread one each side through the loops on the top rail like this, they will be used for securing the ankles and with these two, I’ll thread them through the rings on the bottom dowel like this, they are to hold the hands on each side. This wider belt is for the waist, and it can be buckled behind the chair back like this, to stop the body sliding forward.” The audience watched in silence as the task was completed just as the door opened and Mark entered with his daughter. He led her into the room and they both stopped facing the committee, Mark greeting the gathering while Sammy stood looking down at her feet. He took her arm and told her to stand up straight and say hello, she looked nervously around the room as John asked the minister's wife to do the honours. She stood up and took Sammy by the arm and led her over to the table. “You know what to do girl, same as last week, let's have these off and folded neatly on the table, ” and she tugged at her top and stood back. Sammy started slowly taking her jacket off and laid it on the table. “We haven’t got all day, these folk have given up their evenings so lets have it all off and then we can make a start.” Sammy kept her back to the row of seats and before long, undressed completely, you could see her covering her front until the wife took her arm and turned her around to face the committee. “Thank-you Joan, now the minister will say a short prayer and ask the Lord to forgive this individual for her sins and bless the proceedings.” The minister stood up and addressed the assembled committee, directing his comments to the bowed heads as he placed his hand on the girl's head and asked for her forgiveness and strength to alter her ways before taking her by the shoulders and leading her backwards sat her on the cold chair. John walked behind, taking the belt, reaching over, placing it around the front of her waist and pulling both ends behind the chair back, buckling it up, pinning her to the sloping chair back. The row of faces watched intently as he took each arm and secured both wrists with the leather straps, one each side and threaded them through the hook eyes in the heavy dowel. “Mark, would help me please to secure the legs.” He stood up and walked forward and lifted both legs as John reached over from behind taking hold of the first leg, he wrapped a strap around the ankle and pulled it to the side, threading it through the outermost hook eye and tied it before reaching back over and taking the remaining leg from Mark and repeated the process. As Mark stepped back and returned to his seat, there was a discernible muttering as she was exposed to the watching crowd. John looked over the back of the chair with some satisfaction that he had chosen well by the way they looked at his subject. It didn’t go unnoticed that Mat was adjusting his trouser leg and Jim was licking his top lip as old Bill leant forward staring intently between outstretched legs. Even Joan had a smug grin as Mark and the minister remained quite stoic with an air of professionalism. John walked around from behind the chair while informing the new members that he would demonstrate the procedure that was used at his uncle's church and that they would be invited to try the technique he was about to demonstrate and then the minister would be called upon in his capacity as leader of the ministry, to examine the subject for signs of Eve's sins. At this, John noted that the minister shuffled in his seat with the thought of his upcoming responsibility as he reached behind the table and opened the drawer. He pulled out the strap and with the other hand, dipped his index finger into the opened jar of Tiger Balm before returning to stand in front of the girl. He turned briefly to Mat and asked him to adjust the illuminations. Mat stood up and walked behind the row of chairs to the plug for the spotlight. As the rest turned to watch him, John took the opportunity to quickly face her again and reached down to spread the balm down across the now exposed clitoral hood and easily slipped it between her lips and inside the tight little opening. Quickly resuming his position as the bright light suddenly illuminated the scene with everyone looking up at the new fixture, he stepped to the side leaving the subject fully exposed to the prying eyes. He flexed the strap in his palm while explaining how the punishment would proceed, using it as a pointer to indicate the place to start and gradually tapping it along the thigh down towards the seat and the exposed lips. He explained that this should be repeated on the other side and then the minister should make his examination and determine whether or not the Lord's work had been achieved or the process needed to be repeated. Everybody nodded in agreement that they understood as John looked down at Sammy, her eyes closed as he tapped the thighs and he noted how hard and protruding the nipples were already, no doubt with the cold and the added reaction to his touch. “Well, as new members of the committee, I think that Bill and Jim should initiate the proceedings as they were not here on our first attempt to drive sin from this individual and reached out to Bill offering him the strap. Bill stood up with the rest mumbling in agreement to John's advice and John stood to one side and instructed Bill to stand the other and reach over and gauge the distance Bill adjusted his position, reaching over and tentatively tapped the target. “Start a bit higher Bill, and after each stroke, rest a while and let her consider the gravity of her sins before aiming the next stroke as close to the first but lower down, ” said John as he stood back watching Sammy straining her head down to watch the strap as it tapped the inside of one thigh. The hall was silent as Bill looked down, taking in every detail as he tapped the strap again, just below the knee before drawing it back and swinging it across the back of the thigh. John watched her face as her eyes opened wide and she let out a gasp, trying to thrust her chest forward, almost offering him those little breasts. He felt the blood rising as he watched her before returning his gaze to Bill. “Very good Bill, I can see you have a steady hand, take aim again and then have a good look at your work and judge for yourself if each strike is sufficient.” Bill positioned himself again and tapped the spot he was targeting before delivering another stroke. This time she let out a whimper and pushing her chest out, straining against the belt around her waist as Bill bent down to examine his handiwork. He looked carefully at the two welts appearing on the skin and altered his gaze down between her legs at the lips now visibly opening to reveal the shiny pink flesh inside. It had been many a year since he had had the opportunity to see such a sight and it rekindled a lot of old memories as he resumed his position, now more intent than ever to thoroughly work his way down to that tender flesh. Taking his time, he delivered another two blows before once more bending down and stroking his free hand down the inside of her thigh feeling the heat from the treated area until his fingers brushed along her pussy. Longing to feel the heat from that area he delivered another two strokes, waiting each time to watch her strain against the straps, the last one resulting in a loud gasp before she once more settled back into the chair. All the time John watched her with growing excitement and he watched the others, all absorbed by the proceedings. Bill finally reached the bottom of the thigh, stretched taught to the side as he tapped the strap purposely against her lip before delivering a stroke that resulted in a guttural gasp as the leather bit into her flesh, John observing how it pulled her lip out to the side before it gradually returned but leaving her parted a little wider than before, in front of the watching eyes. Bill handed the strap back to John. “The fire of the Lord's punishment is a sign that her sins are being expelled Bill, do you feel if the Lord's work is being achieved? Bill leant down and once more ran his hand slowly down the thigh feeling the heat until he reached her pussy and more slowly than before, gently rubbing it, feeling the raised mark of the strap where he had delivered his most satisfying stroke. He looked at her face as she stared back as he dragged his nails to the side, looking down watching his old gnarled fingers stretching her open once more before nodding at John and returning to his seat. John handed the strap to Jim as he stood up and stepped forward. “I know you are left-handed Jim, so this side should suit you better, ” and he shifted across to let Jim take his place. Jim wasted no time in following Bill's lead and delivered the first stroke taking great delight in waiting for her straining to subside before feeling the thigh each time as John had instructed. With the last blow, Bill took even longer, he examined the area, tapping it several times, watching her face each time before delivering the final stroke accurately across both lips resulting in the loudest yelp and the contorted strains against the restraints. He stood in front of her as she gradually sank back against the carpeted chair back before feeling all around her thigh gradually and deliberately reaching down until he cupped her pussy and slipping his fingers between her cheeks, pushed it into her exposed rose bud. John could see this action if the others couldn't and he made a mental note, thinking to himself that perhaps Jim would probably like to bit more fun with that area and he would see if he could engineer a situation where he could indulge him a bit more. Jim handed the strap back to John and taking his time to look at the results of his work he eventually sat himself back down. John was keeping the others informed about the process and how it was designed to rid the vulnerable of their sinful ways before addressing the minister and asking him to examine the subject to ascertain how successful the treatment had been in ridding her of the sins of Eve. The minister stood up and approached the chair before squatting down and placing a hand on each thigh pushed them further apart, if that was even possible, before using his thumbs to part her lips and study the now protruding clitoris and the obvious glistening interior. That balm has worked wonders, thought John as he watched the minister trace his thumbs up and down the slit, feeling its slippery interior with the sticky fluid now running down between her cheeks. He stood back up, “John, the girl is possessed with the sin of Eve without any doubt, it’s plain to see I’m afraid”. He turned, addressing Mark, and invited him to see for himself. Mark stood up, embarrassed that he had raised such a child before kneeling down and examining the area himself. “I blame myself minister, I should have been firmer and taken more notice. The Lord only knows what sins have invaded this girl’s mind, ” and he stood back and looked at the others. The minister's wife lifted her heavy frame from her chair and was the next to examine the sinful girl, this time immediately taking hold of the lips and stretching them wide resulting in another stifled groan from the girl. She held them open, cursing her for the shame she brought to her family and turned to her son and beckoned him over. Mat jumped up and squatted next to his mother. She held the lips tight in her chubby hands and told him to look at the signs of the girl's corruption and moved to one side instructing him to acquaint himself with the evidence that he would recognise it in his future family experiences. Mat moved over and looked down at the shiny pink flesh now fully exposed in front of him before copying his mother. He stretched her even wider open and sank his thumbs deep inside the opening, pulling it hard to the sides and feeling as far up as he could. John could see that he was getting a little excited and interrupted telling everyone to stand up and that he would say a prayer for her salvation. They all stood up and as they bowed their heads and recited after him, he looked down at the little pussy, wet, wide open and just begging for chastisement. He tried to contain himself and thought it wise to have them seated again, explaining that he was sure that they, as a collective, were making at least some progress in ridding the child of her sins, but obviously it was just a start and they would all need to convene again next week to continue the lord's work. Everyone seemed in agreement and with that, John took his cue to make one last suggestion. He turned to Mark saying, I know this is hard for you Mark, and I know that you blame yourself, but you have done right in drawing it to the church's attention and I am confident that we shall rid her of Satan's afflictions if we persevere. I know that you chastise her in your home and can only hope that with the lord's guidance and your dedication this matter can be eventually resolved. You know I have offered my services to you, as I do to the church and am happy to help in every way I can. If I may make one last suggestion before we conclude tonight Mark, I think you should apply the final strokes with your own hand and then we can all thank the lord for his patience and guidance.” Handing him the strap, John ushered Mark into place in front of the chair. I suggest ten swats Mark. Five from each side and delivered with your strong hand straight to the offending area while we all praise the lord and ask him to expel the sins from this girl. With that John requested everyone to sit back down and directed Mark to stand to one side and to direct five strokes right at the base and then a further five from the other side. John stood back and watched silently with the others as Mark bent forward and tapped the strap onto the shiny target before delivering the first strike. It was swift and accurate and the chair, although heavy, rocked on its legs before the pain subsided. The next was delivered with equal vigour and you could see the lips visibly reddened and the clitoris extended out in full view of the audience. Her head dropped to one side as the next stroke found its target resulting in a high pitched but muffled yelp before the next two delivered directly onto the protuberance. Mark changed sides and waited a while before delivering the next measured strokes, the second one actually resulting in the strap lodging briefly in between the open lips before the next two directed straight onto the clitoris, resulting in her total surrender, slumping in the chair, held up only by the bonds. Mark stood back and examined his work as John and each in turn congratulated him on his dedication. The minister's wife stood up and told Mat to go out to the kitchen and bring in the refreshments as she spread a cloth on the table. She returned to the chair and released the ankle straps and then the wrist restraints before unbuckling the belt. Sammy sprawled out on the seat before Joan told her to get up and with that, not waiting, she reached down and yanked her to her feet gripping a nipple in each hand. Standing behind her, she gripped her wrists and raised her hands over her head and told her to mesh her fingers together and stand still before pulling her arms back as far as she could. It had the effect of thrusting her little chest out as she moved the chair back and told her to stand still under the spotlight. Mat returned with a tray of hot drinks and two plates of sandwiches. The committee thanked Joan, saying it wasn’t really necessary but she shrugged it off saying it wasn’t any problem and they deserved some refreshment. Sammy stood under the light as they helped themselves and sat down. As they chatted between themselves and assured Mark that he was doing a good job, John could see that Mat, Bill and Joe hardly took their eyes from Sammy and a feeling of real achievement bolstered his conviction that they would all be in it for the long run and he would have little trouble in continuing the treatment and having them acquiesce in carrying out all the things that he had been planning since first seeing Sammy being spanked by her father. He too watched Sammy, standing there, the balm had fired her delicate bits and the evidence was all too evident as you could see the wetness now finding its way down the inside of her thighs, illuminated by the strong light. After the committee finished their drinks and sandwiches, Sammy stood still, her nipples pointing out on little cones, her pussy swollen and wet, the clitoris quite clearly poking out from the wet, red lips, she was eventually subjected to a damning sermon from the minister before instructed to dress and the party made their way out of the building. Mark thanked the members and marched Sammy up the hill towards home while Joan cleared things back into the kitchen. John lingered on the outside of the group listening to their chat while occasionally injected words of agreement and praising their comments and observations of the night's events before they too eventually went their separate ways. John returned to the room and pulled the chair back against the wall. He took a tissue out and wiped the wet patch on the wooden seat with a wry smile, thinking to himself that he would take a more physical part the next time. He had done his bit instructing and letting the others participate but next time, he was already planning in his imagination, he would be more hands on himself and introduce ways of testing if she was stimulated, preferably involving some more invasive techniques to test for Eve's sins.
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