This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
The Circle of Inner Goodness
By
Alex Birch <alexbirch@blueyonder.co.uk>
The Circle of Inner Goodness was in a ferment. One of the male disciples, Brother James , had been caught spying through the womens shower tent where Sister Jane was very starkers and, consequently, very hysterical.
This was a terrible blow for the cult of devotees who spent their life in pursuit of the ultimate moral perfection, whose creed forbade any sexual contact outside marriage and for which such crude voyeurism was anathema. The villain made no effort to escape, for as soon as Sister Jane squealed he fell to his knees in tears praying for forgiveness until he was bundled away by angry brethren.
Now he faced a tribunal of his peers which decreed, as a woman was the victim, so a panel of Sisters should judge and mete out punishment. Brother James was a strapping lad but now he trembled like a child as the tribunal deliberated his fate
Finally the Superior Elder, one Sister Catherine , after deliberating with her colleagues, reached a verdict.
"For gross lewdness, Brother James, there can be no other remedy but a scourging of the flesh----' there were some excited cries from the women in the chamber '----and furthermore we believe in the principle of an eye for an eye. You lusted to see a naked woman, then so shall you be seen! Undress immediately' Gasps and cries became louder.
Mortified but knowing he had no choice other than expulsion, Brother James removed all his clothes until he stood naked before the assembled women. There were more gasps and heavy breathing as he tried to shield his genitals from prying eyes, his face crimson.
The affronted Sister Jane walked in to the room carrying a small whip and a long pole. Brother James was told to put his hands behind his head and the pole was slipped between his arms and secured.
Sister Jane began to whip his bottom as he stood bolt upright, the strands of leather soon reddening his buttocks as he groaned and tried to stand still, but soon the pain was almost unberable and he began to writhe and moan. Soon something else began to stand bolt upright too, the women and girls beginning to giggle.
'Its like Pinnochio's nose----' gasped little Sister Lily who had never seen one before '-------I didn't know they did that!'
All too soon for some, though not for poor Brother James, the punishment was deemed sufficient and he was allowed to dress though somehow he seemed incapable of buttoning his shorts, leaving the committee room in tears and rubbing his bottom.
When only the Committee remained in the room, Sister Catherine let out a whoop.
'Wow what a ploy Janie, leaving the curtain agape. Jeez they're like dogs on heat! Now get those betting slips out, girls, for tonight's bottle of scotch. I'm the adjudicator and I say 8 inches fully erect. Bet nobody guessed that or anything close !'
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Sarah Nada <circler73(at)hotmail(dot)com>
A surprisingly funny look at a group bent on attaining "ultimate moral perfection." Of course the devotees fall short of their goal in various ways, but the story makes for a truly entertaining ride... And Sister Catherine (the Superior Elder) is a character I won't soon forget.
Pablo <Pablo(dot)Stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
Told with a knowing wink to the reader, this is a funny and very *visual* romp. One senses Alex might be cynically saying that behind every supposed innocent, there's a wealth of kink, and who's going to deny that. Sets things up nicely for a revenge-filled sequel. I mean, it's only <b>fair</b>