You know, making me suck them" Enough young lady! That is a serious sin. You go out to a pew and say an act of contrition, five Hail Mary's and ten Ou... Fathers. Wait until I finish confession then meet me in my rectory office where you will give me a full confession of your nasty sins."When she was gone and the window closed Father Leary reached down to squeeze his erection. Finally, a sin worthy of a personal confession in his office. He thought the confessions would never end but as always. Curly placed the strap over her wrist, then pounded a nail into it near her hand. After hammering home a second nail, Symphony's wrist was pinned securely against the wood. When her other wrist was secured on another piece of lumber, she dangled a few inches off the ground, held up by the straps."You can let go of her now," Curly said. "She ain't going anywhere." Son of a bitch, Curly, you're about the smartest motherfucker I've ever known!" Joe saw how Symphony's dangling body was now. Her head was nuzzled into his neck, since she was shorter, but he raised a hand up and gently tilted her head until they made eye contact. "Brenda, look. I know things are pretty crazy now. And I've only known you for what, two months? If that. And there's so much I don't know about you. But I'm crazy about your body, and having you as a slave, and I think I'm starting to love you." He was careful to emphasize, "Starting, mind you. There's a long way to go before we can talk about real, deep. Never figured I was the sort." "You might be surprised." He complimented, trying to get the measure of her young breasts. They were large, but would make for an nice handful. "So where is she?" "My girlfriend? In the bedroom, she and her sister are getting ready for tonight. I know you're a little young for this trip, but you aren't a bad looking girl. In a couple of years I may be looking for someone like you." "Me?" She was flattered. "Yes, you. How old are you anyway,.