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To Obey

Chapter 70 Monk Punishment


To Obey
by Fire-Bird

Chapter 70 "Monk Punishment"

Before Priest could leave the Monastery he was witness to the Monk's
punishment of a 'lazy' slave. The young girl begged for her life in front
of the High Priest all the while the Executor stood behind her with his 
large axe.

The hooded man who showed Priest into the chamber read the accusations
from a parchment.

"High Priest. This .. slave has been found to be lazy. It is the advice
from Brother Mort, the Monk to whom she serves that she be beheaded."

The young girl shook her head in wide eyed terror. 

"Please Sir. Brother Mort is an unfair master." she pleaded.

"How so slave." questioned the High Priest.

"I clean for him Sir and when he returns from prays he pushes all his
belongings onto the floor and then accuses me of being lazy."

"I see. Where is Brother Mort?" called the High Priest.

An old wrinkled man approached. "Here High Priest."

"What say you in the accusation from this slave?"

"Nonsense High Priest. She babbles on to save her own hide."

"I concur Brother Mort. She does seem to contradict her own words. Slave,
I don't agree with the beheading."

The sound of an axe head hitting the stone floor caused a halt to the
High Priest's speech. The High Priest glared at the executioner until he
waved his apologies and left the room.

"As I was saying. Slave, you have been found lazy and I believe two weeks
in isolation with four whippings per day will knock that laziness right
out of you. Do you agree?"

The slave nodded. This was better than she ever hoped possible.

"Take her away. Oh, one last thought, remove all her teeth too."
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John Thornton (AKA JT) hung by his right arm from the chain. His left 
shoulder had dislocated the night before and torn his arm off as John 
continued to beat him with the whip. Flies buzzed around the rotting piece
of flesh and laid the eggs deep within the meat. Before the end of the day
maggots would be feasting on the flesh.

"Good morning JT. How are you feeling?"

JT opened one eye and looked down on Ivy. She was decked out in her normal
teacher clothes. Her thigh high boots had been recently polished and she
had inserted a nice riding crop into her right boot.

"No talkies JT? I'm so sad. Don't you worry though. John is now tired of
you and today you will die. Won't that be fun?"

JT's only answer was to close his eye. Ivy looked JT over. His body was
more scar tissue now than skin. Dry blood covered most of his torso and
what parts of his body which weren't going purple were not far behind.

The door opened and John entered. He walked right to Ivy and gave her a 
deep kiss on the lips. JT glared at John.

"Morning JT. Did Ivy give you a good news? Great. Now all you have to do
is live till 6pm tonight and then I'll happily hand you your heart. Deal?"
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Dave Andrews walked down stairs. Both Sharon and Melissa were sitting at
the table giggling away.

"Morning girls." he said.

"Morning Dad." they replied in unison.

Dave poured himself some coffee and took a sip. "What ya doing?"

"Checking over some of the new toys that TU are offering in the catalogue."

"Really. Anything you girls want?" asked Dave.

".. um .. no, not really." replied Melissa.

"Figures. Go down stairs and wait for me. Sharon, do the housework."

Both girls nodded and went off. Dave scanned some of the pictures in the
catalogue. He closed it up and put it on the pile of magazines at the end
of the table. After finishing his coffee he rinsed out the mug in the sink
and headed down to the basement. Melissa was waiting for him.

"What are we doing today Daddy?" she asked.

"Nothing too much. Get me the three foot whip in the corner and strip."

Melissa grabbed the whip and handed it to her Dad. She then slipped off
her nightie and stood before him as naked as the day she was born.

"Okay. Suck." ordered Dave.

Melissa knelt down and opened his robe. His cock popped out and she took
it into her mouth. After a few minutes of suckling and teasing she swallowed
his cum. She licked off the rest and was about to tie his robe back up when
he stopped her.

"Not yet. Take my cock into your mouth and keep it there." ordered Dave.

Melissa did as she was told. Dave relaxed his muscles and slowly his piss
squirted into his daughter's mouth. Melissa gulped down the fowl tasting
liquid and lick her father's cock dry.

"Good girl. Now stand up and put your hands out. Palms up. Keep them there."

Melissa yelped as Dave whipped her fingers. He struck again and again. 
Sometimes he would do it in rapid succession, other times slow and painful.
Very shortly his daughter's hands were bright red with welts all over them.

"Okay darling, now turn them over."
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Phoebe sat down in Jenny's old chair. Jenny stood to one side and slowly
explained Phoebe's new role. Phoebe learnt about how to balance the accounts,
keep track of the inventory and food supplies, and also how to take calls
from new clients.

Jenny was impressed. She had only needed to beat Phoebe five times before
she agreed to become John's secretary. Mind you, Jenny didn't actually ask
the question until the fifth session anyway.

Phoebe put the phone down and wrote a message for John. Jenny sat in the
chair beside her and read the message. 

"Good. Now let's go and give it to John." said Jenny.

Both girls stood up and Phoebe opened the door to John's office and walked
straight in. Jenny smiled. For the next fifteen minutes John fucked the
life out of Phoebe. He ravaged her cunt and ass hole. He put his burning
cigar end to her nipples and labia. He forced Phoebe to do the splits while
he bit her breasts leaving large deep bite marks.

Jenny listened to all the howling and screaming. Then the door was opened
and Phoebe was tossed onto the floor. Tears streamed out of her two black
eyes. She had a cut along her forehead and her right ear was swelling up.

"Sorry honey. Forgot to tell you. You always knock before entering John's
office."
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Priest bowed to the High Priest and with Brother Peter and Brother Will 
behind him left the room. All three men climbed into Priest's car and 
drove off for the school. Priest wasn't happy about the arrangement but 
orders were orders.

He pretty much knew that John would understand, hopefully.
_____________________

Nurse Luxe re-dressed Steve's belly wound. Steve liked her gentle touch.

"Feeling better Steve?" she asked.

"Much. Thank you."

Nurse Luxe smiled. "Good. Save your strength. You'll need it."

"Really? What for?"

"Well. From what I hear Hang has been made the new doctor around here.
About time too. Every was such a loser. There is talk of making you a
big man to be John's bodyguard. But we'll see."

"Bodyguard? I can't be anyone's bodyguard." replied Steve.

At that moment Hang walked in. In his hand he was carrying a large syringe.
Hang took an alcohol cloth and wiped a small section on Steve's arm. Steve
winced as the needle was inserted and the contents were pushed into his
blood stream.

"What's that?" asked Steve. His whole arm was becoming numb.

"Steroids." replied Hang.

"What?! You've got to be kidding me!" said Steve.

Hang smiled. "Nope. Kidding not. You need steroids to get big body. I am
now new doctor. You slave. You do as me say. Ok?"

"No. It isn't okay. I don't want to be some fucking huge bloody monster!"

Hang leaned in close to Steve nearly touching his nose.

"Choice you not have. Boy!"

Before Steve could respond Hang grabbed his neck. For the second time in
his life, everything went black.

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