Pinned:
“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.”
Gina knelt in the college chapel confessional booth. The plaid skirt she had chosen to wear this Sunday morning, despite the tight belt she wore with it, was riding up revealing most of her bum. And the white shirt she wore was already revealing enough before she tied the bottom up in a way that showed even more of her cleavage.
On the other side of the confessional, Father Mackenzie leered down at the young lady through the priest-side view he had installed. He set up the booth so that when the female student kneeled, it gave him a view right down their tops, and Gina wore some of the sluttiest tops of any student who came in.
Mac was a handsome man in his own right, his black hair was starting to go gray at the age of forty-two, but it looked good on a man with his jaw. He wore the white robes of his order, and took great pride in the respect he got from it.
“What is burdening you, my child?”
“Well father, as you know from my last confessions, this year I made a promise to myself to try new things. Things my catholic upbringing would not approve of.”
“Yes, my child, I remember.” Gina had ben coming to confession every week since the semester started. At first she had only been confessing trying innocent things like the first boy she kissed, or her first sip of alcohol. Normal college stuff. Then it got a little wilder after Gina confessed to losing her virginity and experimenting with marijuana. Nothing unusual, but a little quick for someone who seemed so innocent at first.
Now a few months into college and Gina was recalling him with stories he never would’ve anticipated. She did hard drugs, cheated on tests, and she even once confessed to beating up a cop. Apparently Gina had done a number on the poor lads testicles. And from her confessions, he wasn’t the only one.
But the priest’s favorite confessions were her sexual confessions. Gina was not fooling around when she said she wanted to try new things. She had been having sex with so many boys. In so many positions. At one point she had confessed to fucking a bunch of guy’s on her roommate’s bed just to annoy her. And the blowjobs, so many confessed blowjobs. Mac’s penis erected under his cloth in anticipation of another sexy story curtesy of Gina.
“Well, you know Ryan?”
“The boy you’re sleeping with who does your homework?”
“I’m not sleeping with him. I just do hand stuff with him from time to time. And once I put his dick in my mouth on Michelle’s bed because I felt bad for him. But we’re not sleeping together. I’ve never even made him cum.”
Mackenzie felt a surge of need at the thought of Gina putting her mouth on a penis. “But, uh, if the lord has granted me a strong memory, he has eaten your- um-“
“Ya he’s eaten me out, but again we’re not fucking. Anyway, earlier this week he was in my room helping me study.”
“Doing your homework.”
“What no he really was helping me study, honest. Ok he was also doing my homework, but he was showing me how he did it.”
“Is this what you wish to confess?”
“Oh no, my confession is that I tried something really new with my roommate Michelle. You see she convinced me that if I really wanted to try everything, then I should see what it’s like to be with a woman.”
“I’m listening, my child.”
“Well I had to admit she had a point, right? Like, I’m only young once, I and as much of a bitch as Michelle can be, oh sorry father. I know I shouldn’t curse.”
“You’ve said far worse.”
“Well she might be a bitch, but she’s a hot bitch, so I agreed.”
“And you two had sex?”
“No, we just made out. Can’t do everything all at once, right?”
“Is that what you wish to confess?”
“No, I mean not really. Sure the church where I grew up were kind of asshole about bisexual stuff, but I know that’s all bullshit.” Mackenzie said nothing. “I’m confessing because I feel bad for Ryan.”
“I thought you two weren’t dating.”
“We’re not, but-“
“Then get back to the part about kissing your roommate.”
“I was getting back to it, geez father, what’s wrong? God not let you out of your chastity belt in a while?”
“I’m sorry,” the priest said, trying to calm his urges. “Please continue.”
“Well Michelle only wanted to do it if we made Ryan watch. So we tied him to his chair and made him watch while we made out. And I mean we really made out, tongue stuff, neck stuff, she was grabbing my tits. Well anyway, at first I thought I was giving Ryan a fun show, but now I think I just helped Michelle tease him and punish him more like she’s been doing ever since he stopped doing her homework and started doing mine.”
Father Mackenzie was drooling on his side of the booth. He would need to change his robes after this, because he was left with a precum stain on his.
“Father?” Gina asked.
“Well these licentious acts are no more alarming than the acts you’ve been coming to me with for the past semester. Say seven hail Mary’s and you shall be absolved.
“That you father, but there is one more sin I wish to confess.”
“I am listening my child.”
“Father, the truth is, every Sunday I come in here and tell you about all of the sexy things I’ve done and well- Well. The truth is I do it because I like to get you all hot and flustered father.”
“Excuse me?”“I can hear it in your voice. How nervous you get. How inappropriate you think what I’m saying is. But mostly I hear how much you like it. And I like it too, father. I like making you hard on the other side of the confessional. Making you want me. The truth is that sometimes when I’m getting rammed by a senior, I’m thinking about how you’re going to sound when I tell you about it.”
“Well my child… that is quite a confession. And for a confession like that, I am going to need you to kneel lower.”
“Excuse me, father?”
“Do you see the picture of Jesus near the ground in front of you? I want you to kneel so that your head is right in front of it.”
“Ok.” Gina hesitantly obeyed.
Then the Jesus started to move. Gina realized it was a little mouse hole connecting her booth to Mackenzie’s, but it wasn’t a mouse coming out of the hole.
“Father, is that your-?”
“Do not be afraid, my child,” Mackenzie said. “Your confession is one that must be atoned for another way-“
“Ya ya I get that, suck up to God, whatever I’d be glad to. It’s just, well I’d like to welcome the lord myself.”
Before he could ask what she mean, the priest felt a finger wiggle into the hole and stroke his penis gently. He sighed in pleasure and leaned forward to let Gina do her thing.
“Gotcha,” Gina smiled.
Suddenly her finger became two, and moved down to grab not his dick, but his balls.
“Gina, what are you- GAH”
Gina pulled the priests testicles through the hole and broke the latch, trapping his balls on this side of the confessional.
“Good,” she cooed, “now we can get to the real confession.”
“Gina! This is worse than anything you’re done before.”
“Oh, not my confession you idiot. You remember how I got caught by the campus cops the other week? Well as my punishment, Sergeant Lori made me help her out with a little case. A case about a college pastor who reportedly was getting too friendly with the female students. Ring any bells?” She asked before ringing his bells by tightening her grip.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You let go of me right now or-“
Gina squeezed her nails into his nuts until he stopped talking. “Don’t lie. We’re in a church. And also if you lie this will take longer, and I don’t have all day.” She squeezed harder for emphasis.
“GOOOOOO GOD WHY! WHY HAVE YOU BETRAYED ME GOD? WE BOTH KNOW OTHERS IN THE CLERGY HAVE SINNED FAR WORSE THAN I! OWWEEEE NOT THE BACKS THOSE ARE THE MOST SENSITIVE PART?” He cried.
“Is that a confession?” Gina asked.
“YES YES I DID IT! I DID IT WITH ALL OF THEM?/!”
“And who is all of them?”
“ALL THE ONES YOU KNOW ABOUT! PLEASE JUST LET GO!”
“Oh no, we’re not playing it that way. I was told to get a full account of all the things you’ve done. And I’m gonna keep you pinned here until you give me what I need,” Gina lied. She intended on leaving him here long after she got what she needed.
“Ok, ok, I’ll tell you everything,” father Mackenzie whimpered. “But first just answer me this. Did you really make out with your roommate?”
Gina laughed, “I guess you’ll never know.”
And what happened next was the most precise and brutal series of ball squeezes the priest had ever felt.
Cyndi knocked on the door to the confessional.
“Good afternoon father. I am here with the list of all the boys I caught doing bad things this week and how I punished them.”
Cyndi entered the booth and let out a little gasp when she saw what was inside: Mac’s nuts still trapped in the mouse door. With a post it attached to his ballsack with a pushpin that was wedged into his left nut.
“Dear fellow student of faith,” Cyndi read. “Your reverend is a bad bad man, who has done bad bad things with the very organs you see in front of you. Please make sure you punish him appropriately, for you will be doing my work if you do. Sincerely, the lord.”
“Please,” the priest gurgled, “you have to get me out of here.”
“Your testicles are pretty swollen,” Cyndi said poking the right one. “It’ll take a lot of force to get them out.”
“I don’t care, just let me GO!”
Cyndi punched him square in the right nut.”
“What the hell was that?”
“Don’t blaspheme, father,” Cyndi smiled. “I already told you it would take a lot of force to get you out of this hole.” And then she punched him again, this time in the left nut. His pain was even worse as the pushpin dug deeper into his testicle meat.
“Oh devil’s that smarts. If you’re going to get them out that way can you please get them out on this next one?”
“Oh I’m not getting them out.” PUNCH. “You’ve been a very bad priest,” PUNCH. “That means I must discipline you even more severely than the bad little boys I deal with every day.” PUNCH. “Can’t have bad holy men” PUNCH. “Or bad nuns.” PUNCH. “Hey, do you know why there are so few bad nuns?” PUNCH. “They don’t have a lot of bad habits. HAHAHAHA.” PUNCH. “No laugh? I was aiming for your balls, not your funny bone. Guess I’m gonna have to just aim better.” PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH!