Natasha was in trouble. If one saw her at the moment, one would think that trouble would have to do with how she was securely tied to a bed and unable to move.
That wasn't quite true. Natasha wanted to be where she was but was sorry about how she got there. She knew that Daddy had no choice, which was the entire point.
Natasha was bent over, arms tied behind her back. She was bending forward, doggy-style, with a collar around her neck and each leg tied to a leg of the bed, forcing her sex open. Her ass was an intense, bright red, and it would hurt to sit on for a while. It was going to bruise, and that made her wet. The fact that her lesson wasn't over yet made her pussy practically gush, which would typically be easy to see if she wasn't still dripping sperm out of her naughty cunt. Daddy would be back.
Secretly Natasha loved having a bruised ass, as it was proof of the intensely erotic feelings that Daddy gifted her and showed the world how much Daddy loved her. Some may see it and think she must be a bad girl, but she was one of the best daughters in the world. She was also one of the smartest and a little devious, traits that made Daddy love her more.
Natasha wanted this. She loved it. She needed it. The feelings of pain may echo through the next day, but they would serve to remind her of how wonderful today was.
However much she needed it, Natasha felt horrible about how she had to get it. She had sinned three times against her father. She was currently going through a church-approved "Daughter Purification Ceremony." This ceremony was required as soon as she committed the first sin.
The ceremony required the sinner to be in bondage, just as Natasha was now. During the night, Daddy must symbolically purify each of her holes with a brutal fucking.
First, Daddy filled her womb with his seed and made her pussy sore. He smacked her ass with his hand, a belt, and a board, before, during, and after his cock was inside. Both of them had intense orgasms, Natasha feeling the pleasure of parental prick and the pain inflicted on her backside, and Daddy feeling his daughter repeatedly clench him hard from her continuous orgasm.
After a rest, for Daddy to physically recover and for Natasha to spiritually reflect on her behavior, the second part of the ceremony began.
Daddy kept Natasha in the same position but now worked to purify her second hole. He used adequate lube and entered gently, allowing them both to adjust. They were performing a ritual of atonement, and scripture stated that "the father shall not inflict undue suffering on his property." The exact meaning of this phrase was hotly debated among church scholars, but the generally accepted belief was that "no undue suffering" meant that the only pain inflicted should be due to the applied method of corporal punishment and any physical discomfort associated with any inexperience of the acts performed. Scripture was also not specific about the method of punishment, only that it must be physical and applied simultaneously to the acts of purification. Some fundamentalists believed that since all fathers were the absolute authority over the well-being of their property, no man could criticize another on how he chose to treat his daughter. Thus, there was effectively no such thing as "undue punishment."
Luckily for Natasha, her daddy was not a "Fundamentalist Fertilist," so he used enough lube to keep her asshole intact.
The second purification was as pleasurable as the first and may have been even more so if they had kept up with the church-recommended practice schedule.
Natasha felt the divine incestuous seed seep from her lower holes, cleansing her of sin, as she contemplated her actions.
"I can't keep doing this to Daddy," Natasha thought. "I can't stand the thought of him being disappointed in me, but I need this SO MUCH!"
Just then, Daddy flung open the door to the master bedroom, where the father and daughter slept, loved, talked, cuddled, and did their best to abide by the church's first and most important commandment: "Be fruitful and multiply."
With a scowl on his face, Daddy started scolding his daughter.
"You forced me to do this! Three sins in one day? My little girl?"
Natasha said nothing. The gag was still on, but she felt so ashamed she would be mute regardless.
"First, I catch you not only wearing pants, but you tried to leave the house and wear them to school! Where did you even get them, young lady?"
