The most painful punishment was done by the priest

One of the most painful punishments that my grandfather used to put me through when I did not do things well, was to spread a chilli pepper on my pussy.

He would leave me on the sofa in the living room while he went to the kitchen, picking out a chili pepper and bringing it to me.

Take off your clothes and spread your legs - he told me very seriously.

I was 18 when this punishment started.

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My ass still ached from the night my grandfather had fucked me for the first time, even though a couple of days had already passed. Since that night my grandfather told me that it was not necessary for me to wear panties anymore, that it would be more like having my ass like that when he wanted.

Two days after my grandfather opened my ass for the first time, I was cleaning with an unbuttoned shirt, through which my still undeveloped chest was sticking out, just like my ass and my little girl's pussy.

Today the village priest will come. - My grandfather told me.
So that? Is not Sunday.
Yes it's true.

I shrugged my shoulders and continued cleaning the cottage, I didn't want to upset my grandfather. The priest was the only one who came to visit us, he was a man of about 57 years old, gray and large, he sweated a lot, and he seemed to be my grandfather's only friend. He always came to eat on Sundays and then left.

It would be five in the afternoon when my grandfather and I saw the priest come walking in the distance, and it was then that my grandfather ordered me to take off the shirt I was wearing, leaving me totally exposed. This was very strange to me, because whenever the priest had come to my house, my grandfather made me wear the best clothes he had. I felt naked and I was ashamed, one thing was for my grandfather to see me, but the priest? I covered my vulva with my hands, I lowered my eyes and blushed, waiting for him to get home.

When he arrived, he greeted me as if he did not notice the fact that I had no clothes to cover me with, and my grandfather made the three of us sit in the living room: me in a chair, they in front of me on the sofa.

Jimena, tell the priest what you do every morning. Said my grandfather.
Or… I milk the cows, ”I replied sheepishly, not daring to look up.
What a good girl - said the priest smiling.
And why do you milk the cows? asked my grandfather.
You have to get the milk out of them. -I said.
So that? Come on Jimena, speak without shame, that nothing happens, you are with the family, let's see, look at us and explain to me why you get the milk from the cows.
So we make cheese, and… and we can also drink their milk.

The priest smiled even more and looking at my grandfather he took the floor.

Do you know why I'm here today, Jimena?

I shook my head. He got up and held my head with his hands, making me look into his eyes.

Let's say that men, that is, your grandfather and me, also have to express our milk. Do you get it?

I nodded my head, although his hands were still holding my chin.

Look Jimena, you are no longer a girl, you are 18 years old and you have to behave like a woman, do you understand this too?

I looked at my grandfather over the priest's shoulder, and when I saw that he was nodding my head, smiling, I did the same, although without smiling. I was afraid that he would open my ass again with his penis, what did he mean by taking milk from men? I was very confused and scared.

The priest sat down on the sofa again, and after a brief chat between him and my grandfather that I could not hear, I saw how the priest pulled down his pants and his underpants, remaining seated, looking at me smiling and with a non-erect penis that seemed, still quite large.

Come closer Jimena, today you are going to learn how to express milk from a man. Said my grandfather. - I'll leave you alone, let me know when you're done with her.

I approached the priest while my grandfather finished leaving the room.

Please don't hurt my ass, please, it still hurts. - I said without looking at his face.

The priest laughed and ordered me to kneel in front of him.

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Jimena, Jimena ... calm down. The first thing I want you to do from now on is call me Father, okay? And the second thing is that you trust me and obey me, okay?
Y… yes, ”I hesitated.
If that?
Yes father.
Well, give me your hands.

I raised my hands, which when I was on my knees and he was sitting on the sofa, were at the height of his knees. He took them and brought them to his penis, which seemed to move as soon as I put my little hands on it. The priest gasped with pleasure.

I want you to hold my cock with your hands, one on top of the other, okay girl? and move them up and down slowly, until it grows.

I placed my hands on his penis, without knowing very well what I was doing, it felt hot and the texture was not very pleasant, in addition, it was getting bigger and bigger and I didn't know if it was my fault or if I was doing something wrong. . As the priest was not saying anything, I began to move my hands as he had said, very awkwardly.

The priest looked at me from above, smiling.

Oh dear, I'm going to make you an incredible whore, keep moving them like that, yeah.

I kept jerking his cock slowly, until it was totally to burst. She did not hold me in the hands and my arms as a child ached, I was tired.

Look at me Jimena, my dear, look at me, you're doing very well

I looked at him in silence

Now I want you to put your mouth on the tip of my cock - he pointed at it with his finger - here, and suck it

My face had to imply that I was disgusted by what he said, how was I going to suck his cock? Did this have to do with pumping the milk? I smelled bad and I was sweating, and besides, it didn't seem like that would fit in my mouth, not even the tip.

I shook my head.

Father, I prefer to follow what I did with my hands
I don't care what you prefer, bitch, I said with your mouth, and it's with your mouth
No Please
Open - your - mouth - now - he told me very seriously

I kept denying myself. The priest sighed and looking at me he gave me a host in the face that I fell to the ground, I began to cry without getting up, whimpering on the ground. While I was like this I noticed how he lifted me by the hair and dragged me along the floor, getting back on my knees in front of the sofa.

Open your mouth, bitch.

I bit my lip not to open it.

He tugged even more on my hair and made me look at him.

Open your mouth or you'll be sorry.

He put his cock to my tightly closed lips, and began to try to shove it into my mouth, thrusting me with it.

I cried and the tears fell down my face, I tried to push him away with my hands but it was useless, it was an 18-year-old girl against a 57-year-old man.

In the end I ended up opening my mouth and I felt his cock enter me with force, a horrible taste flooded my mouth, I gagged and I tried to remove myself, but his hands were holding the back of my neck tightly, which was what he was. the one who controlled how and when his cock came out of my mouth.

I thought I was going to rip my cheeks, that I couldn't fit all of this. My mouth burned and I started to salivate a lot.