Purity Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

Purity Ch. 08

Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative mind of a fellow human being and is freely offered up for the enjoyment of those who would like it. British English spellings are used throughout. Troll comments will be deleted with extreme prejudice.

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Despite the several occasions when Father Edmund had been required to join parishioners in wedlock, he had no great experience with matrimony. However, in all things, God provides, and the Bible is full of valuable instruction.

Revisiting that sacred text, he realised that perhaps his pious abstinence was not, in fact, part of God's divine plan for him. Did He not declare in the Garden of Eden that 'It is not good that the man should be alone' before creating Eve as his helpmate? Indeed, it went further, 'He who finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favour from the Lord.' Surely, putting Alice in his path had been part of God's plan. Edmund knew that wedded bliss was a blessed union that was considered most holy, and that the carnal pleasures to be found in the marriage bed were sanctified by God himself. Who was he to hold himself to a different set of laws than those prescribed by the ...

... Almighty?

However, the state of married union was not one to be undertaken lightly or inadvisably, so it was his duty to ensure that there were strict rules and strictures in place. Stringent measures to ensure that Alice was a pure and faithful wife and didn't give in to the temptations of the flesh. Outside the marriage bed, that was.

To date, Edmund had attempted to keep her on the path of virtue by punishing every transgression with severe disciplinary sessions of spankings and whippings, alongside the use of more intimate punishments employing the burn of ginger and chilli. However, all had failed, and the tryst he had interrupted, which had seen the blacksmith feasting between her thighs while she swallowed his implausibly large member had ended up with the most severe punishment yet - a sound thrashing with a sturdy carriage whip, which she would be feeling for days.

Alice simply could not be trusted to keep her hands, and other parts, to herself and it was clear that more stringent methods were needed for this wanton behaviour to be curbed. He had decided. Alice would be put into chastity until she was wed and thereafter, at his discretion, until such a time as he saw fit to allow her the pleasures of the marriage bed.

Content in his decision, he slept the sleep of the just, knowing that the morrow would bring many uncomfortable changes to his wayward ward's life.

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Alice hissed as she awoke the following morning. The twenty-four raised purple welts across her ...