Sundaydogood614, dressed in her Sunday best, walks into the church and spots the deacon in the hallway. He's armed with a riding crop, leather straps, and a devilish grin. She takes a step back as he advances towards her, grabbing her wrists in an iron grip.
"You have been very naughty," he growls. "It's time for your punishment."
Without further warning, he bends her over the nearest pew and begins to spank her rosy ass cheeks with the riding crop. Sundaydogood614 yelps in pain but also moans in pleasure as the stinging sensation spreads across her tight ass.
"Please, stop!" she cries out. "I'll be good, I promise!"
But the deacon is not here to hear her pleas. He takes hold of the collar around her neck and pulls her closer to the altar.
