Fiction: A Church Spanking (MMF/F)

Any of you ever been spanked at church or for misbehaving during church? The whole concept turns me on!

A good part of my e-book on Amazon, Julie's Spankings, focusses on age-regressed church discipline for me. The subtitle is even "A Semi-Autobiographical Account of a Young Wife's Husbandly Spankings and Embarrassingly Public Punishments in the Family and Church Setting".

Here's a short little quickie story along those lines created with the assistance of X's grok...

A Church Spanking

David and Julie Thompson were devout Baptists, attending church every Sunday at the local Baptist church, where the sermons were fiery and the congregation was tight-knit. The church was known for its strict adherence to biblical teachings, and the practice of disciplining naughty children (and sometimes wives) was not only encouraged but celebrated as a way to maintain order and respect within the community.

David was a tall, strong man with a kind face and a gentle demeanour, while Julie was an attractive fresh-faced blonde with a bright smile and a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. They were deeply in love, and their marriage was a testament to their commitment to each other and to their faith. However, Julie could sometimes be a handful, but David never shirked from his duty when she needed to be disciplined in the home.

On this particular Sunday, Julie had forgotten to put her phone on mute during the sermon. As Reverend Johnson spoke passionately about the importance of obedience and respect within a marriage, a loud ringtone suddenly interrupted him. The congregation turned their heads to see Julie frantically trying to silence her phone.

A few minutes later, Julie's phone buzzed again, signalling that she had received a text message. Unaware of her surroundings, she began texting back, completely engrossed in her conversation. Reverend Johnson noticed her distraction and decided to address it publicly.

"Mrs. Thompson, I see that you are more concerned with your phone than with the word of God," he said sternly. "Please hand over your phone to me."

Julie, embarrassed and ashamed, went up and handed her phone to the pastor. He placed it on the pulpit and continued his sermon, but the incident had left a lasting impression on both Julie and David.

After the service, David took Julie by the ear and led her up to the pastor. "I'm so sorry for my wife's behavior, Pastor," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "Is there a place I can discipline her for her actions?"

The pastor nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Of course, Brother David. Follow me."

The pastor and his wife led David and Julie down a narrow hallway to the adjoining hall where socials were held after each service. Off the hall they stopped in front of a nondescript door. "This is the Crying Room," the pastor explained. "It's a place for crying babies during the service, but also for children who need to be disciplined. You may use it for your purposes."

The room was almost bare except for a single wooden armless chair placed in the center. The walls had bookshelves containing old hymnals.

David thanked the pastor and his wife, but as they turned to leave, he called out to them. "Would you please stay and bear witness to my wife's discipline? I believe it would be beneficial for her to have your support."

The pastor and his wife exchanged a knowing glance and agreed, closing the door behind them. The parishioners were just beginning to gather for the church social, and the sound of laughter and conversation filtered through the thin walls.

David directed Julie to bend over his knee, and she complied, her face flushed with shame and fear. David lifted her skirt and lowered her panties, exposing her bare bottom to the watchful eyes of the pastor and his wife. With a heavy hand, David began to spank Julie, the sound of his palm connecting with her flesh echoing in the small room.

Julie was no stranger to David's heavy hand on her slight but well-rounded bottom, but she had never been spanked in front of witnesses before, and this was an entirely new level of shame for her.

Julie's cries grew louder as the spanking continued, and soon, the parishioners outside the Crying Room could hear the discipline being applied. They paused in their conversations, exchanging knowing glances and nodding in approval at the sound of Julie's punishment.

Finally, David stopped, his hand stinging from the force of his discipline. He helped Julie to her feet and led her to a bare corner of the room, her bottom bright red and tender. "Now, nose in the corner, young lady," he instructed, his voice firm but gentle. Her panties remained at her ankles and David raised her skirt, tucking it under her arms that he made her cross behind her back. "You will stay there like that until you have reflected on your actions and are ready to apologize. Come out whenever you feel ready."

Julie sniffled, her eyes wet with tears as she faced the corner, her spanked bottom on full display for the pastor and his wife to see. Julie shuddered at the humiliation. David and the pastor and his wife stepped out of the Crying Room. As the door opened, several parishioners were able to see right into the room and right at the unfortunate young wife in timeout.

As David was about to close the door, he had a thought. "Pastor, what do you think of leaving the door open? Make a little example of my naughty wife?"

The pastor chuckled and said it would surely help him solve the problems of mobile phones in church. And so, with the pastor's permission, the door was left wide open so that the parishioners could see the results of Julie's discipline.

As the church social continued, more and more people noticed the open door and the punished wife standing in the corner. They whispered to each other, nodding in approval at the sight of Julie's red bottom and the knowledge that she had been disciplined for her transgressions.

Julie stood there shamed to her very core. She had heard the exchange and knew the door had been left open. She clearly heard the bustle of the hall and the giggles and twitters of children even, seeing the naughty wife displaying her bare spanked butt. She couldn't dispute the Justice of it, though. She had twice interrupted the sermon and she knew she needed to be made an example of.

Her husband had left her free to come out of the corner once she "had reflected on her actions". She knew, though, that if she came out prematurely she'd be spanked again, and likely even more publicly. So she stood there, clenching her rear cheeks and shaking with shame for what she hoped and prayed was a decent period of reflection.

After a period of reflection she thought reasonable she took a deep breath and restored her panties and skirt. She rubbed around her eyes and sniffled, trying to compose herself. Looking more confident than she felt, she turned and smiled and quickly made her way towards her husband and the pastor.

"I'm so sorry for my behaviour today," she said, her voice trembling. "I promise to be more respectful in the future and to never let my phone interrupt the service again."

The pastor smiled and placed a comforting hand on Julie's shoulder. "We forgive you, Julie," he said, his voice filled with warmth and understanding. "Remember, we discipline out of love and a desire to see you grow in faith and obedience."

David wrapped his arms around Julie, pulling her close to his chest. "I love you, Julie," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "And I am proud of you for accepting your discipline with grace and humility."

Julie retreated to the familiarity of her friends who teased her mercilessly, as friends do. She received compliments on her "cute little butt", with a few of the wives saying they had words with their husbands for staring too long at it. One woman said that judging by the results, her man sure knew how to spank, and Julie was oddly proud of that. However, "we've all been there, honey," seemed to be the dominant attitude, but they all agreed none of them ever quite so publicly!

As the church social came to a close and the parishioners began to leave, they cast approving glances at David and Julie, knowing that their love for each other and their faith in the Lord had been strengthened through the trials of the day. And so, the story of the Crying Room and the disciplined wife became a tale of redemption and love, a testament to the power of faith and the bond between husband and wife.

FIN

There we go, hope you liked it. Tell me in the comments about your church experiences or fantasies along these lines!