I Experiences With Church Discipline
I never was allowed to be present at my wife's counseling, so the following story is written based upon a real and true situation I found my self in. I have taken the liberty to write it as I think it happened based upon the hints I have gotten over the years. The players are real and the situation is real. The conversations etc have been filled in to make the story readable.
“But Papa, I don’t understand. The problem is that she will not give me sex, and now you want me to wait even longer?
Yes, Timmy, let Bishop Rueben work with her for a while and she may come around. Remember, you were the one caught cheating on the marriage, so you will just have to take the consequences.”
You see Rosy and I were married about 7 years at this point. Rosy had lost any desire for sex after our first year of marriage. I had been nice, I pleaded, I used force, and nothing seemed to work. The neighbor lady had a sexy sister that came on to me one day and I succumbed to her wiles and screwed her right on her kitchen floor. Somehow the Bishop from the church found out and came for a visit. Rosy and I were part of a very strict church that was lead by Bishop Rueben. He ruled with an iron fist and everyone walked to his rules or excommunication was exercised. Rosy and I’s family were both in the church. In fact my Dad was the deacon of my church, thus the conversation with my Dad reference the Bishop.
I had wanted sex and Rosy seemed to give in though reluctantly. She was positive that anal was wrong and had contacted Bishop Rueben to plead her case. He immediately came for a visit. He brought Papa along to council me. I was called outside the house and interrogated by the Bishop himself. He asked me to bring to him any self help books I may have on the subject of sex. I had purchased some in an effort to help with the lack of sexual desire on the part of my wife. Well he took one look at the books, declared them *********** and immediately confiscated them. I think he just wanted to look at them alone!
I was ordered to weekly council sessions with the Bishop, the two ministers and Papa, the Deacon, every Sunday morning before church. Rosy was not required to attend, as she would get private counseling from Bishop Reuben at home. This should have raised a red flag, but Bishop Reuben was not someone to argue with, so I just complied. I later learned that I should have expected the end result. Once we started having sex again, Rosy was much more compliant, yet still resistant to me. She was also fiercely loyal to Bishop Reuben and the ministry of the church.
The rest of this will be told as she related it to me mixed with my own personal experience as we worked through the issues with the church.
Bishop Reuben would visit my home about twice a week to council Rosy. I was a Farmer at that time and would have to spend long hours out in the fields. I was not allowed near the house during the counseling sessions as Bishop Reuben determined that it was better if he counseled her without the added pressure of my presence. Approx one month into the sessions, Bishop Reuben would have one of the ministers accompany him for the sessions sometimes. After that, the ministers would show up on their own for sessions. My sessions were always held at the church and prescheduled on Sunday mornings.
About the third session, I arrived at the house just as Bishop Reuben was leaving. He was giving Rosie a big hug with a kiss on the lips. It seemed to me that he was very familiar with her, at least more than I thought he should be. It was at this time that I questioned Rosy as to what went on during the sessions. This is what I can come up with as to what it was like from the hints and actions I could gather
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Bishop Reuben arrived the first Monday after he had spoken to me. I was away at a Farm auction that day. He was invited into the house by my wife and offered a chair. He chose to sit on the sofa and ask Rosy to have a seat beside him. He then began to question her about our sex life. He ask many intimate questions as to whether we had sex, how often, and what type of sex we had. He asks her about my **** size, whether she had ******* during sex and where I put my ***** each time I came etc. She said she was very embarrassed but answered each question the best she could. After all Bishop Reuben said he was there to help us work through these issues.
It was about 20 minutes into the interrogation that Bishop Reuben suddenly stood up and asked her to stand up in front of him. At this point he reached out and took my wife’s chin in his hand, raising her head up so she looked him direct in the eye. He then in a very stern voice said, “Rosy, take your dress off.” She looked at him and hesitated. He immediately sat back down on the sofa, pulling her over his knee in one smooth motion. Before she knew what was going on, he had her dress pulled up over her head and was spanking her bottom with his hand. He was spanking quite hard and steady about 30-40 spanks she said. He ordered her to hold still, or “it will be much worse.” He then pulled her panties down to her knees and began to spank her on the bare skin. “I expect compliance with my orders.” He said. After a few moments he again stood her up in front of him and took her chin in hand and repeated the order to take her dress off. This time she complied.
Rosy was trembling and sobbing quietly while she complied and undressed. She stood there in front of Bishop Rueben in only her bra with her panties still around her knees. “Take me to your bedroom,” was the next order from the Bishop. She turned and led the way to our bedroom. Since her panties were interfering with walking, she reached down and pulled them up as she walked. As she reached the side of the bed, Bishop Rueben ordered her to stop and turn around. He made her turn all the way around, while he stood and looked at her as if he was inspecting her. We had no children yet, so her belly was fairly flat and her hips swelled with the gentle sexiness of a 20 something young lady. Rosie’s breasts were a C cup at the time and very firm. As she turned around, Bishop Reuben reached out and unsnapped her bra. It did not fall off, but came loose enough that he could now see her nipples peeking out from the bra. As she turned to face him, he pulled the bra free of her arms and pushed her back onto the bed.
Rosy was quite unsure and subdued by this point. She just fell limply onto the bed, with her legs hanging over the side. It was at this point that she noticed he had his pants undone with a large rock hard **** jutting out under his belly. Now Bishop Reuben was in his mid fifties with a normal middle age male belly. He reached down and with one motion, lifted her legs and pulled her panties off. He then spread her legs and fell into her, impaling her ***** with his hard ****. Rosy was not all that wet at this point, as she was too shook up to even get turned on. His **** only entered her enough to open her **** lips. He gave several thrusts, but got nowhere. He then lifted up and spit on her *****. He smeared the spit around for lube, and immediately impaled her on his **** to the hilt. He began immediate vigorous thrusting. He ****** her like this for about 10 minutes when he tensed up and ********** deep in her *****. After he came, he just relaxed and lay heavy on Rosy. Just when she thought she was not going to be able to breathe again, he raised up, pulled his **** from her *****, pulled up his pants and said, “Do not clean out your *****, Make sure you have sex with Timmy tonight before you go to sleep.” He advised her that he would be back in two days for more counseling. With that he just left.
Rosy would say very little that night about the counseling session with the Bishop, in spite of my questions. She was open for sex, yet totally unresponsive. We did our usual “just get it done” kind of sex with me ******* in the condom I wore every time we had sex. We wanted children, but just not yet. I had noticed that she was wetter than usual, but I was oblivious that it may have been the Bishops *** lubricating the way for my ****.
On Wednesday I was again away from the farm when Bishop Reuben arrived. He had called around 8:00 that morning just after I had left, and spoke to Rosy on the phone. This time rather than ask when it would be convenient for him to stop by, he just gave the orders. He told her that he would be there at 12:30. He told her that she was to make sure she was naked under her dress, and he would advise further upon his arrival. She was very nervous all morning, fearing what was going to happen during this counseling session. She was quite sure it would involve sex, because of the order to be naked under the dress.
When Bishop Reuben arrived, she waited till he knocked on the door, and then opened it for him. As she stepped aside for him to enter, he reached down and ran his hand up the inside of her thigh, checking to be sure she followed his orders. When the door closed behind them he turned to her and ordered her to take her dress off right there in the living room. She immediately complied, but tried to hide her ***** with her hands. He put his hands on her shoulders and ordered her to “just stand with her hands hanging by her side”. He began to lecture her at this point. He told her that this was for her good. That he would help her marriage by expanding her sexuality and teaching her that sex was good, and that she should try at all times to satisfy the sexual desires of her husband, and any other man that was over her. He said that God created woman for man, and that it was her God given role in life to please her man. This lecture went on for about 10 minutes with Rosy standing there naked in front of the fully dressed Bishop.
He then ordered her to take him to our bedroom. He explained that he thought it was important that he **** her on the marriage bed to show her how important sex was in the marriage. This time he laid her back on the bed and began to eat her *****. He only did this long enough to get her wet with his spit. He then took his pants off and climbed between her legs and vigorously ****** her **** till he came. When he filled her womb with *****, he rolled off to the side, but held her with his arm around her neck. He began to lecture her again about the importance of keeping herself open for her man. He also explained how the ministry had ordered me to not ask for sex from her for a while till they advanced further with our counseling. He was idly caressing her breasts during this lecture. After about 10 minutes of lecture, Rosy noticed that his **** was beginning to swell again. He then turned and began to lazily **** her again. He lasted a long time this time. He casually ****** her all the while telling her how good her ***** felt, how tight it was around his **** and how he was going to loosen her for me. He made her squeeze her pelvic muscles, asking her to milk his ****. After about 30 minutes of this, He hugged her very tight to him and ****** her very hard. While he was ******* her hard he made her tell him that she was a **** for a man. That she was his **** in bed and that he could have her any time he wanted. He then once again filled her womb with *** and left.
The following Sunday morning was my counseling session at the church. I arrived, with Rosy, one hour early for the service. I was ushered into the ante room by Papa, the deacon and was greeted by Bishop Rueben, ministers John and David. The session started with prayer, and then I was interrogated in reference to the sex I had with the neighbor’s sister. I was told to stay away from Rosy sexually and to not even bother her for a while so she could work through the feelings of my indiscretions. I was required to tell them in detail of the sexual encounter I had outside the marriage. The counseling session lasted about 45 minutes with me being released from the ante room in time to join my wife for the service. Before I was let go though, I was told that the Bishop would be at my house the following evening for more counseling with Rosy. I advised that I had a class to attend that evening and would not be home. The Bishop said that he knew this and that it would be best if I did not return till he was gone, as the sessions needed to be private with Rosy.
That Monday night Bishop Reuben arrived at the house about 7 pm. He sat on the sofa and began to lecture Rosy about the importance of submission to God and the Church. He advised her that her complete submission to the church and ministry was required to show her submission to God. She questioned that reasoning and asked about my counseling sessions. She was told that what they spoke to me about was private and that we (her and I) would have joint counseling when they thought the time was ready. Bishop Reuben then told her to stand up in front of him. Rosy hesitated and was reminded of the spanking she got the first visit. When she seemed to still hesitate, Bishop Reuben once again pulled her over his knee and pulling her dress up and her panties down began to spank her on her bare ***. He spanked her till she began to sob.
All the while he was lecturing her about submission; he told her that she would be spanked each time he came to visit till she proved complete and utter submission to the church and the men over her. He left her *** on fire, it was very red. She reached back to rub her *** and was ordered to take her clothes off. She undressed right there in the living room. This time as she undressed, Bishop Reuben did the same. She was ordered to kneel in front of him and to take his **** in her mouth. His **** was not that long, but fat as a coke can. She could hardly get it in her mouth, but she tried to at least suck the end, because she did not want her *** blistered anymore. Bishop Reuben grabbed the back of her head and began to face **** her. When he saw that his **** was not going to fit, he told her to turn around and kneel on the floor with her face on the carpet. This left her with her *** sticking up quite obscenely. He knelt behind her and drove his **** up into her **** in one swift movement. Thanks to the oral action, it was sufficiently lubed to slide all the way up and knock against her womb. He just held himself there for a moment or two. He told her to reach back and pull her *** checks apart with her hands. He then began to slowly **** her. As he ****** her he played with her *******, massaging it, inserting just the tip of his finger into her ***. She flinched and tried to move away, but was greeted with a hard spank on her *** and was sternly ordered to hold still.
He ****** her like this for a while. He then rolled her over onto her back with her legs up in the air. When he got back between her legs in the missionary style, he held her tight around her neck like he did the first time and just pounded her ****. All the while again lecturing her on her submission to any man, and telling her what a **** she was for letting him **** her, and that she was his woman and was required to welcome a **** from him at any time. After a good hard *******, he drove his **** deep into her womb and unleashed several long ropes of ***** right against her womb. He then pulled out and shot the last of his **** milk onto her belly. He then ordered her to rub it into her skin. As he got dressed he told her to not shower that night and to not let me near her body. He said that he wanted me to smell his *** on her, but to not **** her. He said that if I got too horny that she was to tell me to just **********.
Rosy was a stay at home wife. This was recommended by the Bishop and followed by most in the congregation. As I had been told that all counseling was to be private I learned very quick to just make myself busy around the farm when I saw the Bishop or ministers arrive. Rosy seemed apprehensive about the counseling, and was often exhausted after the sessions. I thought nothing of this as my own counseling sessions were very mentally exhausting too.
“But Papa, I don’t understand. The problem is that she will not give me sex, and now you want me to wait even longer?
Yes, Timmy, let Bishop Rueben work with her for a while and she may come around. Remember, you were the one caught cheating on the marriage, so you will just have to take the consequences.”
You see Rosy and I were married about 7 years at this point. Rosy had lost any desire for sex after our first year of marriage. I had been nice, I pleaded, I used force, and nothing seemed to work. The neighbor lady had a sexy sister that came on to me one day and I succumbed to her wiles and screwed her right on her kitchen floor. Somehow the Bishop from the church found out and came for a visit. Rosy and I were part of a very strict church that was lead by Bishop Rueben. He ruled with an iron fist and everyone walked to his rules or excommunication was exercised. Rosy and I’s family were both in the church. In fact my Dad was the deacon of my church, thus the conversation with my Dad reference the Bishop.
I had wanted sex and Rosy seemed to give in though reluctantly. She was positive that anal was wrong and had contacted Bishop Rueben to plead her case. He immediately came for a visit. He brought Papa along to council me. I was called outside the house and interrogated by the Bishop himself. He asked me to bring to him any self help books I may have on the subject of sex. I had purchased some in an effort to help with the lack of sexual desire on the part of my wife. Well he took one look at the books, declared them *********** and immediately confiscated them. I think he just wanted to look at them alone!
I was ordered to weekly council sessions with the Bishop, the two ministers and Papa, the Deacon, every Sunday morning before church. Rosy was not required to attend, as she would get private counseling from Bishop Reuben at home. This should have raised a red flag, but Bishop Reuben was not someone to argue with, so I just complied. I later learned that I should have expected the end result. Once we started having sex again, Rosy was much more compliant, yet still resistant to me. She was also fiercely loyal to Bishop Reuben and the ministry of the church.
The rest of this will be told as she related it to me mixed with my own personal experience as we worked through the issues with the church.
Bishop Reuben would visit my home about twice a week to council Rosy. I was a Farmer at that time and would have to spend long hours out in the fields. I was not allowed near the house during the counseling sessions as Bishop Reuben determined that it was better if he counseled her without the added pressure of my presence. Approx one month into the sessions, Bishop Reuben would have one of the ministers accompany him for the sessions sometimes. After that, the ministers would show up on their own for sessions. My sessions were always held at the church and prescheduled on Sunday mornings.
About the third session, I arrived at the house just as Bishop Reuben was leaving. He was giving Rosie a big hug with a kiss on the lips. It seemed to me that he was very familiar with her, at least more than I thought he should be. It was at this time that I questioned Rosy as to what went on during the sessions. This is what I can come up with as to what it was like from the hints and actions I could gather
.
Bishop Reuben arrived the first Monday after he had spoken to me. I was away at a Farm auction that day. He was invited into the house by my wife and offered a chair. He chose to sit on the sofa and ask Rosy to have a seat beside him. He then began to question her about our sex life. He ask many intimate questions as to whether we had sex, how often, and what type of sex we had. He asks her about my **** size, whether she had ******* during sex and where I put my ***** each time I came etc. She said she was very embarrassed but answered each question the best she could. After all Bishop Reuben said he was there to help us work through these issues.
It was about 20 minutes into the interrogation that Bishop Reuben suddenly stood up and asked her to stand up in front of him. At this point he reached out and took my wife’s chin in his hand, raising her head up so she looked him direct in the eye. He then in a very stern voice said, “Rosy, take your dress off.” She looked at him and hesitated. He immediately sat back down on the sofa, pulling her over his knee in one smooth motion. Before she knew what was going on, he had her dress pulled up over her head and was spanking her bottom with his hand. He was spanking quite hard and steady about 30-40 spanks she said. He ordered her to hold still, or “it will be much worse.” He then pulled her panties down to her knees and began to spank her on the bare skin. “I expect compliance with my orders.” He said. After a few moments he again stood her up in front of him and took her chin in hand and repeated the order to take her dress off. This time she complied.
Rosy was trembling and sobbing quietly while she complied and undressed. She stood there in front of Bishop Rueben in only her bra with her panties still around her knees. “Take me to your bedroom,” was the next order from the Bishop. She turned and led the way to our bedroom. Since her panties were interfering with walking, she reached down and pulled them up as she walked. As she reached the side of the bed, Bishop Rueben ordered her to stop and turn around. He made her turn all the way around, while he stood and looked at her as if he was inspecting her. We had no children yet, so her belly was fairly flat and her hips swelled with the gentle sexiness of a 20 something young lady. Rosie’s breasts were a C cup at the time and very firm. As she turned around, Bishop Reuben reached out and unsnapped her bra. It did not fall off, but came loose enough that he could now see her nipples peeking out from the bra. As she turned to face him, he pulled the bra free of her arms and pushed her back onto the bed.
Rosy was quite unsure and subdued by this point. She just fell limply onto the bed, with her legs hanging over the side. It was at this point that she noticed he had his pants undone with a large rock hard **** jutting out under his belly. Now Bishop Reuben was in his mid fifties with a normal middle age male belly. He reached down and with one motion, lifted her legs and pulled her panties off. He then spread her legs and fell into her, impaling her ***** with his hard ****. Rosy was not all that wet at this point, as she was too shook up to even get turned on. His **** only entered her enough to open her **** lips. He gave several thrusts, but got nowhere. He then lifted up and spit on her *****. He smeared the spit around for lube, and immediately impaled her on his **** to the hilt. He began immediate vigorous thrusting. He ****** her like this for about 10 minutes when he tensed up and ********** deep in her *****. After he came, he just relaxed and lay heavy on Rosy. Just when she thought she was not going to be able to breathe again, he raised up, pulled his **** from her *****, pulled up his pants and said, “Do not clean out your *****, Make sure you have sex with Timmy tonight before you go to sleep.” He advised her that he would be back in two days for more counseling. With that he just left.
Rosy would say very little that night about the counseling session with the Bishop, in spite of my questions. She was open for sex, yet totally unresponsive. We did our usual “just get it done” kind of sex with me ******* in the condom I wore every time we had sex. We wanted children, but just not yet. I had noticed that she was wetter than usual, but I was oblivious that it may have been the Bishops *** lubricating the way for my ****.
On Wednesday I was again away from the farm when Bishop Reuben arrived. He had called around 8:00 that morning just after I had left, and spoke to Rosy on the phone. This time rather than ask when it would be convenient for him to stop by, he just gave the orders. He told her that he would be there at 12:30. He told her that she was to make sure she was naked under her dress, and he would advise further upon his arrival. She was very nervous all morning, fearing what was going to happen during this counseling session. She was quite sure it would involve sex, because of the order to be naked under the dress.
When Bishop Reuben arrived, she waited till he knocked on the door, and then opened it for him. As she stepped aside for him to enter, he reached down and ran his hand up the inside of her thigh, checking to be sure she followed his orders. When the door closed behind them he turned to her and ordered her to take her dress off right there in the living room. She immediately complied, but tried to hide her ***** with her hands. He put his hands on her shoulders and ordered her to “just stand with her hands hanging by her side”. He began to lecture her at this point. He told her that this was for her good. That he would help her marriage by expanding her sexuality and teaching her that sex was good, and that she should try at all times to satisfy the sexual desires of her husband, and any other man that was over her. He said that God created woman for man, and that it was her God given role in life to please her man. This lecture went on for about 10 minutes with Rosy standing there naked in front of the fully dressed Bishop.
He then ordered her to take him to our bedroom. He explained that he thought it was important that he **** her on the marriage bed to show her how important sex was in the marriage. This time he laid her back on the bed and began to eat her *****. He only did this long enough to get her wet with his spit. He then took his pants off and climbed between her legs and vigorously ****** her **** till he came. When he filled her womb with *****, he rolled off to the side, but held her with his arm around her neck. He began to lecture her again about the importance of keeping herself open for her man. He also explained how the ministry had ordered me to not ask for sex from her for a while till they advanced further with our counseling. He was idly caressing her breasts during this lecture. After about 10 minutes of lecture, Rosy noticed that his **** was beginning to swell again. He then turned and began to lazily **** her again. He lasted a long time this time. He casually ****** her all the while telling her how good her ***** felt, how tight it was around his **** and how he was going to loosen her for me. He made her squeeze her pelvic muscles, asking her to milk his ****. After about 30 minutes of this, He hugged her very tight to him and ****** her very hard. While he was ******* her hard he made her tell him that she was a **** for a man. That she was his **** in bed and that he could have her any time he wanted. He then once again filled her womb with *** and left.
The following Sunday morning was my counseling session at the church. I arrived, with Rosy, one hour early for the service. I was ushered into the ante room by Papa, the deacon and was greeted by Bishop Rueben, ministers John and David. The session started with prayer, and then I was interrogated in reference to the sex I had with the neighbor’s sister. I was told to stay away from Rosy sexually and to not even bother her for a while so she could work through the feelings of my indiscretions. I was required to tell them in detail of the sexual encounter I had outside the marriage. The counseling session lasted about 45 minutes with me being released from the ante room in time to join my wife for the service. Before I was let go though, I was told that the Bishop would be at my house the following evening for more counseling with Rosy. I advised that I had a class to attend that evening and would not be home. The Bishop said that he knew this and that it would be best if I did not return till he was gone, as the sessions needed to be private with Rosy.
That Monday night Bishop Reuben arrived at the house about 7 pm. He sat on the sofa and began to lecture Rosy about the importance of submission to God and the Church. He advised her that her complete submission to the church and ministry was required to show her submission to God. She questioned that reasoning and asked about my counseling sessions. She was told that what they spoke to me about was private and that we (her and I) would have joint counseling when they thought the time was ready. Bishop Reuben then told her to stand up in front of him. Rosy hesitated and was reminded of the spanking she got the first visit. When she seemed to still hesitate, Bishop Reuben once again pulled her over his knee and pulling her dress up and her panties down began to spank her on her bare ***. He spanked her till she began to sob.
All the while he was lecturing her about submission; he told her that she would be spanked each time he came to visit till she proved complete and utter submission to the church and the men over her. He left her *** on fire, it was very red. She reached back to rub her *** and was ordered to take her clothes off. She undressed right there in the living room. This time as she undressed, Bishop Reuben did the same. She was ordered to kneel in front of him and to take his **** in her mouth. His **** was not that long, but fat as a coke can. She could hardly get it in her mouth, but she tried to at least suck the end, because she did not want her *** blistered anymore. Bishop Reuben grabbed the back of her head and began to face **** her. When he saw that his **** was not going to fit, he told her to turn around and kneel on the floor with her face on the carpet. This left her with her *** sticking up quite obscenely. He knelt behind her and drove his **** up into her **** in one swift movement. Thanks to the oral action, it was sufficiently lubed to slide all the way up and knock against her womb. He just held himself there for a moment or two. He told her to reach back and pull her *** checks apart with her hands. He then began to slowly **** her. As he ****** her he played with her *******, massaging it, inserting just the tip of his finger into her ***. She flinched and tried to move away, but was greeted with a hard spank on her *** and was sternly ordered to hold still.
He ****** her like this for a while. He then rolled her over onto her back with her legs up in the air. When he got back between her legs in the missionary style, he held her tight around her neck like he did the first time and just pounded her ****. All the while again lecturing her on her submission to any man, and telling her what a **** she was for letting him **** her, and that she was his woman and was required to welcome a **** from him at any time. After a good hard *******, he drove his **** deep into her womb and unleashed several long ropes of ***** right against her womb. He then pulled out and shot the last of his **** milk onto her belly. He then ordered her to rub it into her skin. As he got dressed he told her to not shower that night and to not let me near her body. He said that he wanted me to smell his *** on her, but to not **** her. He said that if I got too horny that she was to tell me to just **********.
Rosy was a stay at home wife. This was recommended by the Bishop and followed by most in the congregation. As I had been told that all counseling was to be private I learned very quick to just make myself busy around the farm when I saw the Bishop or ministers arrive. Rosy seemed apprehensive about the counseling, and was often exhausted after the sessions. I thought nothing of this as my own counseling sessions were very mentally exhausting too.
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damionleamon
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