The Cleansing (Part 1) [M4F][Mdom][Blasphemy][Wyrd Women]

[M4F] The Cleansing (Part 1) [Mdom][Blasphemy][Wyrd Women]

I am pleased you have come to me with this confession, my child. And with a small act of penance your sins too will be redeemed. I trust you are prepared to make this sacrifice to cleanse yourself.

Though something tells me I shall see you back here again soon enough.

You need to confess those wicked thoughts to me while I spank the temptation out of you.

The only relief from such sin is the purity of suffering.

I see.

You appear to be suffering from an extreme case of wickedness. No doubt brought on by the twin devils of merriment and levity.

I'm afraid such a severe example of corruption will require all my learning in the arts of discipline and redemption. But I have no doubt that no matter how degraded or corrupted the power of faith will prevail.

I am dedicated to the cause and will see to your salvation regardless of how difficult or lengthy the task.

If you will accompany me to my study, I have several... implements.. with which we will begin your cleansing.

Or perhaps I should say scouring.

Umm. Such bravado. You think you are prepared. You think my methods laughable.

You think you know what I have in store for you.

We shall see. We shall see.

We shall see how quickly your mockery turns to tears.

And screams.

The screams mean it's working, you know.

It seems you have the devil inside you, my dear.

Satan needs to be beaten from your soul. Rendered from your flesh.

And replaced with something far more pure and lasting.

The uninitiated call this "the holy spirit" but you will come to understand what this euphemism truly means.

I suggest you begin to pray now, if you even know the words, while I use these shears to cut this frock from you so I may begin the cleansing rituals.

Oh, so you *do* wish to know about the holy spirit?

At least, my child, your innocent questions give me such hope that you may be saved.

Let me look at you now that you are disrobed.

Ah, such a beautiful girl! You will make a fine bride some day! Or perhaps you will serve the church in other ways.

Yes, yes, I believe this to be the case. For aren't we all servants in some way?

But of course, your servitude will be here, in this simple chapel.

Ah, but I am truly getting ahead of myself!

You are still a sinful and wicked child whom I must save long before such thoughts of pious servitude may be fulfilled.

I must admit, despite my faith I sometimes favour the old ways in these things. The ancients were not wholy wrong, just unsaved. And so I will employ the rituals of the four elements; Earth, Wind, Water and Fire.

We will begin with the cleansing of the fire.

These candles you see about the room. They burn at a very specific temperature. One high enough to cause extreme pain, but not enough to deaden feeling in the skin nor leave scaring.

I use them often myself to burn away my own transgression though they pale in comparison with yours.

I have no doubt that Satan himself has suckled from those breasts of your. We will start at the source of that pestilence.

You may scream now.

Ah, but the screaming is essential. Frightens the demons away and invites the Lord's return.

But I understand your reticence, you have become so habitualised to this life of degradation. But fear not, I shall continue until your screams shake the very heavens.

Your sinister side shall be first. Brace yourself while I pour this steamy liquid upon your left breast and nipple.

You barely flinch!

I see you are well and truly accursed! Perhaps you are even beyond my ability to save...

No! I must not lose faith! This is but the first trial. We will see if you still keep such a snide tongue while I pour more of this wax on your other breast and belly.

Oooh, the sizzle of your soft flesh. It is satisfying, isn't it?

Oh, you are a temptress!

But my faith is strong and I will not waver.

Let us see if you remain so defiant as I empty the remaining wax unto your womanly parts.

Feel the burn, wytch! Feel the burn!

What! What! You laugh?

Oh I am a fool, a fool!

How could I imagine fire would have any affect on one such as you. Born of the flames off hell! Your kind who kneel at the very fate of Satan and lick his fiery throne.

No matter, three elements remain, each more powerful than the last. And through them God's will shall prevail!