She was an average looking woman in her mid 30's. She wore the same tattered blue dress every Sunday and sat in the back pew. Mary Agnes watched the woman every week with a growing disdain. She had suspicions about the poor woman but no one would believe her without proper proof. 

It was not until the last balmy Sunday in late spring that she caught the woman in the act. She watched her skim a thick envelope off the top of the collection basket as it passed by her. The woman waited a few moments before she tried to make her escape. The congregation rose to sing a hymn. This was her cue to exit. She tried to sneak out the large double doors at the back of the church. Mary Agnes was ready for this. She gave a bit of a nod to the two men at the back door.

The large man on the left, Bill, politely smiled at her as he graciously opened the door for her. The lanky man to the right, Tom, silently followed her into the vestibule. Once outside of the view of their brethren, Tom grabbed her shoulder gently, much to her surprise. She let out a quiet whimper and fell into his awaiting arms.

When the woman awoke, she was naked and strapped securely to some sort of large table in what she could only assume was the church basement. She tried to lift her head to get a better look around but it was held down with a thick band of leather at her forehead.  Frantically, she tried to free herself as muffled screams stuck in her throat. The table beneath her was cold and felt like metal against her bare skin. 

She could feel the hard, round object that held her mouth open. Panic filled her soul as her eyes darted about the very dimly lit room. The sound of a heavy door closing and several sets of footsteps filled the nearly silent room. The lights were turned up slightly but remained too low for any real change. The footsteps stopped and she could hear indistinct whispers between the unseen visitors. The voice, the clearest one, was that of a woman.  Her voice was icy and stern.

She drew closer, finally, barely coming into the bound woman's line of vision. In Mary Agnes's hand was an identification card. She continued to study it for a moment before looking into the face of the woman on the table. A thin smile formed on her lips as she fed on the fear that was abundant in the woman's eyes.

"Sofie Weston... such a pretty name" Mary Agnes remarked. "Well Sofie, it looks like you have gotten yourself into a bit of trouble haven't you?"

Sofie was terrified. She knew stealing was wrong and punishment was deserved, but she desperately needed to feed her family. Times were tough and she was willing to do anything to get the money they needed to survive. She was a god-fearing woman and never would do such a thing otherwise.

She could hear the two others milling around in the darkness as they prepared things in the room. This only served to fuel the fears that gripped her. Sofie could hear the rattling of metal instruments in the background.  The sound of water suddenly filtered into the mix. They were filling something. That much was obvious.

"Bill... scrub her clean. I want every inch of her spotless before I return" she spoke before she headed back into the darkness.

"Yes Mary Agnes" he quickly replied. 

The door creaked open and again slammed shut. Sofie could hear the two approaching her prone body. Tom sat down a large metal bucket on the table next to her. Bill had moved to the end of the table by her feet. She caught a glimpse of him as he passed. He appeared to be holding something in his hand that had a hose extending from the bottom. She heard the sound of metal scraping as he pulled the extension up. He hung the large open-ended bag on the hook that extended from it. 

Tom reached into the bucket and pulled out a thick scrub brush. A drop of water landed on her warm flesh, causing her to flinch. The water was frigid. He began to scrub hard on her left thigh. His large hand held her limb steady as the brush bristles roughly scoured her. Her dirty white flesh turned a hideous, stinging red from the abrasion. 

Her body stiffened as she suddenly felt something pressing against her unprotected little puckered rosebud. She tried to scream but the gag prevented more than a muffled groan. The pressure intensified until the tip of the cold plastic nozzle forced inside her. Bill worked it in and out for a moment, pushing it deeper until it was embedded in her tight hole.  She felt it expanding slowly inside her, painfully stretching her virgin orifice.  He clicked the clip open and the cool liquid began to flow into her. 

Tom continued to scrub her skin raw with the brush. Having cleaned the lower portion of her exposed flesh, he began to work up her stomach toward her breasts. Tears streamed from her eyes and down the sides of her face. The weight of his hand and the brush as he scrubbed made her stomach churn as the liquid continued to fill her. She groaned as the fluid sloshed inside her. He continued upwards toward her breasts. The sturdy bristles bit into the sensitive flesh as he cleaned her. 

Bill had wandered off, returning with a large gallon jug. He carefully poured its contents into the bag. Sofie winced in pain as she began to cramp intensely. She already felt as if she would explode. The liquid rolled inside her as more rushed in. She clenched her eyes shut as she tried to blot the pain out of her thoughts. 

The stiff brush tore at her nipple as it dragged across her breast. The cold, antiseptic fluid stung the raw flesh with every pass. He continued to work over her torso, then each arm and finally leaving her neck and face. She heard the brush drop into the bucket with a loud thud. She prayed that it was over. Suddenly, a rough rag caressed her face. She did not dare to open her eyes. Bill released the band around her head. His hands quickly latched on to the sides of her head and held her as Tom continued to clean her face. Once he finished the leather, restraint was returned to its place.

Once again Bill returned to the bag and filled it up with a little more of the fluid. Her stomach was obscenely distended. The two did not seem to have any sympathy for her condition. She then felt a prick and a burning sensation spread throughout her body. Within seconds, her entire body felt heavy and weak. The men undid the restraints and flipped her over. She let out a loud groan around the ball gag as they positioned her on her stomach. To her surprise, they did not return the leather strap around her head; just her ankles and wrists were restrained.

Tom began to scrub her once again as Bill moved back down between her legs. Sofie was praying that the torturous washing would soon end. Little did she know that Bill retrieved a very large bottlebrush from the bucket. She felt the prickle of the bristles against her cunt lips. With a sharp thrust of it, he buried the brush painfully into her. Her body did not move much. The sedative they gave her was keeping her docile. Finally, the liquid had stopped flowing into her bowels. She felt the painful cramping intensify with each insertion of the brush into her cunt. 

The scratches soon began to bleed as he twisted it inside her. She was helpless. After scrubbing, every inch of her the two men released her from the restraints and hefted her limp body off the table. She was dragged across the room to the toilet. Her hands were cuffed to a chain that hung above it and her ankles securely placed in shackles that were bolted to the floor. The plug was removed from her rectum and she was finally allowed to sit and expel the contents of her bloated stomach and intestines. 

The two men left her sitting there for about 45 minutes. Her body was still weakened by the drug. It seemed like forever before they returned to her. Bill stood her up while the plug was reinserted. The torturous enema regime was repeated twice more before she was acceptably clean. The men carried her to a small shower stall. Her handcuffs were then attached to the wall and she was left hanging there. Blasts of cold water hit her body from all angles. They quickly ended as Tom grabbed her hair. He roughly began to lather it up with some shampoo. He stepped out of the way and another attack of cold water hit her body, rinsing the shampoo away.

Her body shivered from the frigid water. They spread her legs and the long forgotten slit below was filled with a different nozzle filled her cunt. Cool liquid flooded her cunt, washing away the blood from scrubbing of the tender flesh.  Once the solution was done, draining from her, her limp body was dragged back to the table and laid upon it. She was then restrained again. Sofie drifted off into a broken sleep.

It felt as if hours had passed. Her chilled body lay upon the table completely still. Sounds filtered into her slumber but not enough to wake her. A sudden pain surged through her body as she felt the sharp bite of a rather large alligator clip being closed around her nipple, which was already standing erect from her coldness. The restraints held tight despite her attempts to pull free. The cold voice of Mary Agnes again filled her head.

"Sofie, ordinarily we would just chop your hands off so you could not steal from anyone ever again but this time we decided to make an example of you. You are going to be a living testament as to the punishment that sin deserves. You will be my masterpiece of retribution," she coldly stated.

Another clamp was added to her free nipple. She yelped in pain but the ball gag held her sounds in. She was terrified of what was to come. Sofie had always believed that sinners would feel the wrath of God, but never at the hands of a deranged woman of the church. Her legs were lewdly spread and two large clamps were attached to her cunt lips. Tiny trickles of blood flowed from where the teeth bit into her puffy flaps.  

A small length of chain was then slipped under her neck. Either end was connected to the clamps on her nipples, pulling them painfully upwards. Each moment of her body would send a shot of pain through her from the clamps. Mary Agnes looked at Tom and held her hand out. He laid the handle of a small leather cat o nine tails across her palm. Little metal cone shaped studs dangled at the end of the strips.

She began to whip Sofie's torso, paying special attention to the underside of her breasts. Thin welts soon raised on her body. Each time she squirmed, the steel teeth ripped into her sensitive little nub a little more. Salty tears continued to fall as her body was whipped for several movements. The little metal studs made bruised indents into her flesh. Pathetic whimpers tried to choke out around the gag. 

Mary Agnes took a moment to assess the welts and handed Tom the cat o nine tails. She wrapped the taut chain around her finger, causing it to painfully tug on her nipples as the clamps held tight on them. She chuckled as she watched Sofie's body jerk, causing more pain to surge through. The night of pain was only beginning. Soon this would all seem like a pleasant dream compared to what she would be forced to endure.

She nodded to Bill who had disappeared for a few moments and now was completely naked. Without a word, he climbed up onto the table, kneeling between Sofie's legs. Her eyes widened in horror as she felt warm flesh against hers. Needing no further encouragement from anyone, Bill forced the tip of his cock into her dry little cunt. He grunted loudly as he tried to push all 9 inches of his very thick shaft into her. 

Sofie wailed as she felt the painful friction of his forced entry. Her eyes frantically looked at Mary Agnes, hoping that she would end this invasion. The only thing she found was a disturbing look of satisfaction as Bill began to thrust as hard as he could into her tight little hole. Her entire body was jolted from the force of his thrusts. Soon, a thin sheen of blood coated his fat cock as it ripped into her, lubricating her enough to ease the pain slightly. She tried to scream but could not. She prayed for death. She had never been unfaithful to her husband and this was hurting her more than any physical pain could. 

"Don't worry Sofie. Salvation will soon be yours. You will learn the rewards of a virtuous life here with us. You will be saved or you will die. Do not worry. The congregation will all get a taste of you by the time this is done. You will see the path of righteousness leads to a heaven like no other can promise,” she stated.

This did not put Sofie at ease in the least. All she could imagine was the disappointed look on her husband's face as he learned of her fate.  She knew he would blame her. She would lose everything because of one small error in judgment. Bill's cock continued to pump into her tight little opening, stretching her cunt to accept his full size. She felt as if she was being ripped in two by the enormous shaft. With each bump of his hips against her, the clamp holding her clit felt as if it was biting harder. Her body convulsed with each little rush of agony. Her nipples were also tortured with each collision of their flesh as her breasts bounced heavily. 

Mary Agnes reached out and cruelly twisted the clamp on her left nipple as it bounced. The chain pulled as the clamp twisted, sending a shot of pain into both nipples at once. Sofie tried to cry out but still her voice was suppressed. Bill grunted, looming over her, his body covered in sweat. She had never felt so disgusting and helpless in her life. Suddenly, his thrusts increased in intensity and speed as she felt him throb inside her. He unleashed a torrent of thick cum into her before pulling out of her abused cunt. 

Once he climbed off the table, the brush again attacked her tender hole. Mary Agnes ferociously scrubbed the inner walls of the poor girl's cunt until blood leaked freely from it. The ball gag was removed from her mouth, letting a loud shriek free from her. In its place, a new gag was placed. This one held her mouth open in an "o" shape. It had an adjustable mechanism that allowed for size readjustments. Once it was in place, her head was released from the strap and Bill roughly grabbed her hair. Her head was pulled toward his crotch. The scent of sex filled her lungs as he pushed his cock into her mouth. He pulled her hair as he held her face hard against his pelvic area. 

"Suck it clean NOW" he commanded. 

She did not make any attempt to obey. This promptly caused Mary Agnes to yank on the clamp holding her clit, pulling so hard it felt as if the little nub would rip right off. Sofie's body stiffened.  Her inner walls clamped down tightly around the horrible brush still twisting inside her. She cried out in pain as she still stubbornly refused to suck. With a swift yank, the brush was removed and the blood coated bristles were forced into her tight puckered hole. It only took a few seconds for her to succumb and begin sucking Bill's deflated cock clean. He nodded to Mary Agnes, who gave the brush a twist as she pulled it roughly out.

"You will learn to obey or you will suffer Sofie," she snarled. "It is as simple as that."

Bill released his grip on her, letting her head clunk loudly onto the table. She let out a soft whimper. Both of her holes now leaked the crimson essence. Her body trembled as she sobbed heavily. She tried to lift her head as she heard an unusual noise across the room. The squeaky wheels turned as Tom pushed a large cart toward the table. It was wheeled to the right of her for the time being. He also was now completely naked. His swollen cock jutted out from his body obscenely. 

He climbed up onto the table just as Bill had and lined the tip of his mammoth cock up with her tiny rosebud. The tiny trickle of blood lubricated it just enough for him to force the head in with moderate ease. She felt the searing pain spread as the thick head pushed a little deeper inside her. The tight ring of muscles ripped as he began to thrust his enormous cock into her as brutally as he could. 

He grunted loudly with each thrust, sending her body sliding up and down the table beneath him. Mary Agnes yanked on the chains again, causing Sofie's nipples to bleed, as she lay there helpless. She whimpered loudly as the teeth tore deeper into the throbbing little nub. Her body ached now, feeling as if relief would never come. Bill's pace quickened as he continued to plow his cock deep inside her newly deflowered ass. The pain had slowly numbed to a dull throb. She wished for it all to end soon. 

His thrusts became more animalistic and frantic. She could feel his sweat dripping onto her naked body. Suddenly, he held his pulsating cock deep inside her ass. A torrent of milky semen filled her bowels. He groaned, reaching down he grabbed the clamp on her clit and gave it a twist. She shrieked loudly from around the O-ring gag. After what felt like an eternity, he withdrew from her. He climbed off the table and walked around just as Tom did, forcing his cock into her mouth. She obediently sucked. She felt sick, as she tasted the odd flavor. While she finished cleaning him, Tom moved the large cart down between her legs. 

She could not tell what was going on. Her head was quickly strapped down once again. She felt a large, smooth metal rod against the entrance of her cunt. Slowly it pushed inside her, filling her fuller than she had ever thought possible. Then another pressed against her sore anus. She whimpered as it too moved deep inside of her. With both of them in place the clamps were removed from her clit and nipples. In its place, a small vibrator/suction device was placed upon her clit and secured into place with a couple of squeezes of the ball. Then two small tubes were placed over her nipples. With a click of a switch, her nipples were painfully sucked into them tubes, distending them horribly. She sobbed in agony as her tortured little buds were stretched. The vibe was then clicked on, sending a rush through her body. The strong vibrations surged through her, mixing the pain with pleasure.

The machine was then turned on, forcing the two metal devices to thrust in and out of her as they vibrated. Her body fought with all its might not to succumb to the stimuli. Her body writhed on the cold steel table as the machine slowly fucked both holes. Her clit pulsed as the vibrator purred against it, sending shivers through her. The ache in her nipples had begun to feel more arousing than painful as the rest of her body felt the pleasure spreading. 

Mary Agnes watched, as the poor girl struggled not to cum. It was her favourite part. She loved breaking sinners. It was only a matter of time before they began her real punishment. The rest of the congregation would take such joy in embracing Sofie and guiding her to follow their path. That would be nothing compared to what was in store for her when she met Brother Seth. He would show her what a sinner was truly worth when he thought she was ready for it.

The knob on the machine was turned, forcing the steel cocks to speed up. They rammed into her hard and fast as her body quaked. She tried to stop herself but her sobs had changed into moans of extreme pleasure. They watched her closely as she twitched and jerked. Her nipples completely distended to the point of looking almost disfigured. Her cunt was now leaking its own sweet nectar with each penetration. 

"It is time to leave her for a few hours. We have other business to attend to," Mary Agnes cooed as she stood up. 

The three left her in the dungeon alone. The machines buzzing and the sounds of her pleasure were all she had left now. She soon was forced into a massive orgasm, leaving her screaming and writhing in her restraints. Her wrists and ankles were becoming raw from her thrashing as each orgasm clutched her. She could not stop herself. Her cunt and ass began to ache from the continuous pumping of the two large metal phalli. Her body soon went limp as the hours of orgasms took their toll, leaving her unconscious and weak. The door slowly opened as the three re-entered, plotting their next acts.






