"The rest of the week seemed to go by like molasses until finally Saturday morning rolled around. I knew that confession was heard from 8:00 to 9:00 i... the morning and I rode my bike down to the church and went inside. There were only two people waiting for confession and I joined them in the pew, on the kneeler, praying. I'm sure they were praying for good things like world peace or relieving world hunger but I was praying that the priest would die, or something so that I didn't have to. He invited me up to see the cockpit and I eagerly went to look.I looked around at all of the dials and switches. It was enough to make me dizzy. But the view out of the front windows was amazing. I wished that I had brought my camera.We spoke only briefly. He told me that we'll begin descending slowly in less than thirty-five minutes and we'll be landing in forty-five minutes. I went back to my seat and opened a magazine. We landed before I finished the article I was reading. Just like the take. I pointed her out and Philip said her name was Destiny, but it was actually Farnece and she went to IU. He liked her hard nipples but didn't think her ass was big enough. I told him to imagine that she was his daughter, how would he feel?Without hesitating, he said that he would rush up to the stage to get her off of it. When I asked why he said was because that was his job, to protect her. What was he protecting her from? From guys like him and I who were looking at her like a piece of meat,. I raise the flogger, savouring the momentary hiss before I bring it down a second time hard upon her skin. This time she cries out and shifts slightly on the stool. I start to become aroused and fear that I may not be able to stop.I deliver ten lashes, all hard, in swift succession.She screams and cries, twists but remains in position.Angry welts rise but all it does is make me thirst for more. More pain. Blood.I whip her now without respite – her screaming and sobbing become merged into a.