The Friar of Harbour Town.

The Friar of Harbour Town.The little Monastery of Repentance was situated a short distance from the beautiful little harbour of Harbour Town. Everyday Friar Benedictus Declus would ring the bell of the Monastery and then open the gates of the Monastery, permitting those who wished to confess and repent their sins entry to the chapel. The Friar was well known around the town.When he walked about town those who saw him would say, "Good Day,Good Friar!" Many of the residents of the town were only too well aware what happened to those who repented at the hands of the small,fat Friar. The Friar was known for his use of corporal punishment ,he never spared the blushes of those who came to him,male or female they were all soundly thrashed.One very cold Winter's morning Alison left a note on the kitchen table for her husband,a note she knew would greatly upset him once he read it,she knew it would tease him and that he was bound to do something about it. She smiled as she watched him sleep,naked,she felt like grabbing his cock and waking him,but what she had planned was going to be much more fun for her,although she wanted herself to have fun also.She pulled on her jeans and white blouse,her runners and grabbed her keys,she pulled on her thick,warm winter coat and very silently left the house. She checked the time on her phone as she walked to the end of the street,he would wake with the alarm she had set in forty minutes,that should give her enough time to put her plan into action. She loved the sex,his cock was long with a good girth and she would gasp as he entered her,she loved to take him from behind,and very often their love making became a loud ,raucous affair,she was sure the neighbours heard them ,but were too polite to say anything,but the letter from the Friar had come as a surprise.She smiled as she remembered the letter,written in beautiful cursive handwriting ,warning them of the perils of loosing their souls and entering eternal damnation if they did not consider the sensitivities of others with their wicked actions ,Alison smiled and surpressed a giggle as she walked when she recalled one sentence contained in the letter, "The insatiable appetite of the human flesh is the cost of spending an eternity in damnation,the corporal punishment of the body will save it's soul"!Alison smiled again at the thought of spending eternity on her hands and knees being taken from behind by Oliver,now that was a damnation she would gladly endure,she thought. What intrigued her most about the letter was the phrase 'Corporal Punishment'. She had heard around the town about what the Friar use do to those who wished to repent,she heard talk of spanking over his knee,or the use of a cane on the bare buttocks of those who wished it use,she even had heard of floggings been administered on the bare posteriors and backs of those who in the Friar's mind deserved it.Up until edirne escort this moment she found it hard to believe that people would put themselves on their knees and beg the Friar to whip them. It was all this talk of beatings dished out by the Friar that made her form a plan in her mind. She had been spanked at school by a strict old Nun by the name of Sr. Gertrude,she remembered the humiliation and pain,she hated it back then ,but now as she walked up the hill that led to the Monastery of the Most Sacred Repentance,she knew that she wished that form of punishment again. She wondered though what Oliver would do when he read the note. Alison stood at the gate of the Monastery for brief moment,an icy wind came in off the sea below,she suddenly felt nervous ,but was resolved to do this,she walked inside the gate and along the pathway that led to the little chapel.Alison entered the medieval chapel ,a strong smell of incense hung in air and burning candles flickered causing shadows to dance around the walls. She looked at the altar and bowed slightly,not really knowing what to do,she looked around,the chapel was empty,but it was warm and quiet in here and she walked towards the altar,her runners made a squeaking noise on the highly polished floor,she began to walk on her tip toes,she laughed to herself wondering what the old Sr.Gertrude would do to her for wearing runners to church.She sat in front of the altar and checked the time on her phone,she smiled at the vision of his cock as he lay naked in bed,she felt excited all of a sudden,ten more minutes before the alarm would wake him and he would discover where she had gone.She had not heard him until suddenly she felt a presence behind her and a monotonous voice say, "May I help you,woman?"Alison turned around to be met with the figure of a small,fat man wearing a long woolen,black habit,he wore sandals with thick socks,which made her smile;around his corpulent waist he wore a thick ,long black strap .He had his hands folded inside the wide sleeves of his habit,he wore a stern expression,she suddenly felt uneasy,this was the Friar she had heard so much about,the Friar who beat people,who spanked,caned and flogged people;the Friar who had written to them to remind them of the sensitivities of others,she knew exactly what he had meant for when she and Oliver had sex it was loud,she wondered had one of their neighbours told the Friar or worse still had the Friar heard them himself?Before she knew it she had blurted out the words, "Bless me Father for I have sinned,!""So you wish to confess ,well woman come with me," the Friar said,unsmiling.She followed the Friar down a narrow passage next to the altar to a room at the end of the passage.Alison wondered what would happen next,was this the room where he would beat her? The Friar opened the door and stood aside,he ushered escort edirne Alison inside.Alison stepped into a small room which had books all along the walls,a beautiful stained glass window was high up on one wall the Winter sun was filling part of the room with beautiful colours through the window. She jumped as the door slammed shut behind her,she spun around and stared at the Friar;on impulse she took her phone out and checked the time,Oliver would be getting up now, 'Hurry lover', she whispered to herself.The alarm had went off causing him to jump out of a deep sleep.He was still tired after the raw sex the night before,he woke with an erection and said, "Hey ,wench,stroke my cock !" but there was no reply,he turned to see her side of the bed was empty. He went downstairs and then he saw the note on the kitchen table,he read it twice,what was going on?"Hey you,I think it is time I confess to that Friar for leading you astray with my sexy body and take whatever the good Friar thinks I deserve,I will be back as soon as I can,hope I will be still able to sit down, ! Love you,Ali"Oliver's mind began to race,what? WHAT? He ran back upstairs and dressed,an image of lastnights sex came into his mind,he couldn't imagine another man touching her,never mind that old pervert in the habit,he felt jealous and fell on the floor as he struggled to get his trousers on.The image came into his mind again,her sexy body,her sexy bum as he touched it while he took her from behind.He ran from the house and immediately slipped on ice,he picked himself up and looked up the hill at the Monastery,FUCK he cried to himself,FUCK! "It is within my gift to forgive you your sins,woman,but you must submit to the Lower Discipline," the Friar said as he sat on a cushioned chair.There was no such comfort for Alison,she had discarded her winter coat and was kneeling in front of the Friar."What's the 'Lower Discipline',Friar? Alison asked meekly."The term is attributed to the Mensa Philosophica, a manuscript of the twelfth century;the term Lower Discipline means the whipping of the buttocks, this is a way of chastising the flesh to save the soul,woman !" ,the Friar replied,looking down at her.Alison raised her eyes from the floor, "Is it like spanking,where the hand is used instead of a whip,I don't think I could take the whip,Friar," Alison said,wondering where Oliver was,would he make it before the Friar had her over his knee?"Yes,woman,it can be a spanking delivered by the hand," the Friar said rubbing the palms of his hands together lightly.Alison , for a brief moment ,thought she saw a slight smile appear on the Friar's face."I could take a spanking,I did at school after all,"Alison said remembering laying over the knee of Sr.Gertrude."Ah yes, if only spanking was still used today,there would be a lot less social misbehaviour; very well stand edirne escort bayan up woman,and take down your lower garments!" the Friar said.Alison stood up, "You mean you want me to take down my jeans and knickers,Friar? Alison inquired further,playing for time,hoping that at any moment Oliver would come through the door,putting her plan into action."Yes,woman,come now,I have other's to deal with this day!" the Friar said.Alison unbuttoned her jeans and began to pull them down,she then lowered her panties and stood full frontal in front of the Friar,there was no reaction. Suddenly and without warning the Friar grabbed her and dragged her towards him,before she knew what was fully happening Alison was over the Friar's knee and his hand was coming down on her bottom;she screamed.Oliver had come into the chapel ,he walked fast towards the altar,he could hear sounds coming from a room at the end of a narrow passage next to the altar,he ran down the passage and opened the door,what he saw both horrified and excited him for there was Alison prostrate over the lap of the Friar who was spanking her and showing her no mercy,Alison was screaming and then stopped,the spanking had stopped.She looked up to see Oliver."What is the meaning of this,"the Friar said."That is my wife you have over my knee,let her go!" Oliver said sharply."Ah,you must be Oliver,well you both are deserving of the Lower Discipline ," the Friar said rubbing Alison's posterior.Without being told,Alison jumped up off the Friar's lap," We need this,please Honey,we need this!""You need to be whipped,the both of you," the Friar said standing up,he looked excited and out of breath."I will take the whip,I have changed my mind,I need my sins to be lashed out of me," Alison said,surprising both Oliver and the Friar.Oliver and Alison watched as the Friar walked to a table and took an angry looking whip in his hands,the ends of the whip had knots tied into the rope.Oliver suddenly said, "I will take as many strokes as you see fit,just spare my wife ,please!""You would take that for me,?" Alison said,looking at him."Yes,I would do anything for you!" Oliver said."You need to be cleansed of your sins,woman,come over her and prostrate yourself over the table," the Friar said ,stroking the whip."I will take it in her place ,I will bear the whip," Oliver said."Do you want your husband to take the whip,woman?" the Friar said."Well...he would be able to take the whip more than I,as I said earlier I could take a spanking,but the whip I am not so sure," Alison said."Very well,come over here young man and bend over the table!" the Friar said.Oliver stood at the table,naked from his waist down,he glanced at the whip in the Friar's hands and then bent over,presenting his buttocks to the Lower Discipline.Before the Friar could raise the whip Alison suddenly spoke ,breaking the highly charged silence, "Whip him good,Friar,I have committed a lot of sins.""Bitch!" Oliver said,shaking his head .The Friar thought about the little story contained in the manuscript of the Mensa Philosophica,oh how people through the ages have not changed .he raised the whip and brought it down and across Oliver's bare posterior.