She squirmed in her seat as the bruises below started to bother her.
“It was this last session where Olivier paddled me like usual. It was then I just decided I was through. I had enough. My ass had enough. I knew if I kept on I was going to be f****d and spanked to death. He was coming at all times and all hours. I could barely recover from one spanking when he was there to give me another. He was f*****g me so often, I could hardly walk...”
Carrie caught herself.
“Sorry. My language got too specific again.”
“That is fine,” the pastor reassured her. “Whatever it takes so we can get to the bottom of this.”
Carrie gave an impromptu laugh.
“Get to the bottom of this. Well put.”
“You could probably free yourself right now by having your faith reborn,” Pastor Crabwater offered. “You can
