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WITCH WASHING [ part 2 ] Two days prior to the cleansing of Molly Sarah was strapped down to the table, devoid of any clothing and watched by three of the towns elders. The mother Maguire came to her with the cow bladder bag which was frothing over with the soapy hot water that had been blessed by the father Damien. Sarah’s legs were in leather manacles and held up by means of two ropes from the ceiling. Maguire thrust the large stone nozzle into Sarah’s tender neither hole. The nozzle was indeed some inch and a half across at its widest point and nearly six inches long. Sarah’s hole burned from the ginger grease that Maguire had put on her earlier. Once in place Sarah screamed as the string was loosened on the cow intestine tube holding back the torrents of water. The water was very hot and mixed with lemon juice and weak lye soap. It would provide a good cleaning out for the young girl. Sarah screamed as the nozzle did not narrow down but only grew wider as it went. “And now the holy water if you please.” One of the elders said. Sarah began to scream as the hot, soapy water entered her, burning all the way. As the cow bladder flattened Sarah’s young sixteen year old stomach swelled. After nearly fifteen minutes the bladder was empty and mother Maguire tied off the intestine tube. Sarah whimpered as the hot, soapy water burned inside of her. It was as bad as the first bag full. “Please, please let it out.” Sarah begged. “I promise I won’t try to get Molly in trouble again. Please.” Although she didn’t know Beatrice that well she knew full well that everyone in town thought Beatrice was a witch. She had suggested that Molly stop and ask for directions and didn’t bother to tell Molly about Beatrice. Sarah knew exactly where Elder Brown’s home was but wasn’t about to tell Molly as she figured correctly that Molly wouldn’t see it past the hill and would assume she was lost. Sarah didn’t really hate Molly but did resent that fact that Molly had Charles’s eye at the last picnic. “Silence child. You must be purged of the evil within you that the witch has placed. Although you may think that directing Molly to Beatrice’s home was a prank it was indeed part of the spell that Beatrice had cast upon you. You must be purged of that spell, and now!” Sarah suffered more. The weak lye and lemon juice soap burned terribly. The ginger grease was now the least of her problems. And this was the second time in the hour. Sarah clenched her ass tightly together and tried to bring her knees together to help. She was moaning and sobbing pitifully now. “It hurts!” “Satan is within you, you must let him go!” One of the elders said. Mother Maguire then lowered Sarah’s ankles and tied them tightly together. She then retied the young girls hands together. Two of the elders lifted the girl up and carried her to the stocks that had been set up in the barn. One of the elders approached her with the whip. Sarah wasn’t accused of being a witch but she was being punished for talking to one. --**-- As the first fall of the whip snapped Sarah’s head slammed back against the stock and she let out a room filling scream. She tensed her muscles tightly, knowing that to let any of the hot, burning soapy water out would result in much worse punishment. As the twentieth and last fall of the whip came to silence young Sarah was crying unstoppably. All three elders inspected her bloody rump to see what the whip had done. They were also inspecting to make sure she still held her water. Indeed a few drops had dribbled out along with a good amount of blood from her torn asshole. “There is some water here.” One of the elders commented. “Aye, there is. We’ll have to do it all over again.” “Mrs. Maguire, if you will prepare the bag again.” Elder Jenkins said as he began to undo the stocks holding Sarah. “Please, please I am clean. I have no evil in me, please have mercy on me.” Sarah pleaded. Once on the table the bag was quickly emptied into Sarah. This time however Elder Jenkins had added some red pepper to the mixture. Sarah’s colon was spasming greatly causing very painful cramps. When the nozzle was removed a wooden plug was inserted into her rump and held in place with the same leather straps that had held the plug. She had no way to release the burning mixture. Crying the whole time the elders carried her back to the stocks and proceeded to give her 20 more lashes with the whip on her buttocks and upper thighs. “We’ll let her cool for a while.” Elder Jenkins said as the elders all walked out. Mrs. Maguire also left. Sarah hung miserably in the stocks, naked her asshole smarting with the large wooden plug held in place by the leather belt around her waist. A total of now 60 stripes crossed her buttocks and thighs. The there quarts of hot soapy water burning terribly in her. A half an hour later Elder Jenkins entered through the far door so that Sarah could only hear him and not see him. He tried to disguise his voice. “Speak of this to no one!” he said as he undid his raging erection from his pants and took poor Sarah from behind, vaginally. She could only whimper as she was raped, still in the stocks with three quarts of water burning inside of her. An hour after Elder Jenkins had raped her all three of the Elders returned and took her out of the stocks. The plug was removed and she spewed the burning soap and pepper water out onto the barn floor as the three men watched the naked sixteen year old girl in the utmost embarrassment. “Sarah ye had better behave from now on and stay away from evil ones and make sure that ye honor the lord on the Sabbath.” One of the other elders said. “Yes sir, your worship.” She said as she dressed quickly while they watched. |