Exorcism

Sherri-Belle jumped at her father but was brought up short by the ****-collar.

"Daddy why'd you do that? Shep was a good dog! I loved him!"

Reverend Cal's voice was a deep slithering calm. "The Devil's bride admits the depths of her depravity."

"No! That ain't what I meant!"

"So you say, girl. I see the evil one has his teeth very deeply in her; you were wise to call on me."

Reverend Cal's implacable eyes bored into Sherri-Belle's and she shuddered. He was forty-ish with a thick build that said he ain't never done a day's honest labour in his life, and he and his wife had two strapping boys that were known to like helping out in a hands-on way. All the girls in the county knew to keep an alert eye around the entire family. And everyone who'd been through one of his exorcisms wouldn't talk about it but afterwards got mighty fearful when they saw Reverend Cal coming.

"Now Reverend, she's only been like this since first thing this morning. Hopefully she's not too far gone."

"No one can say in cases like this, Mister Maartens. I'm going to have to examine her more closely to see if this spawn of evil can be safely removed. Could you bind her hands and muzzle her for me?"

"Muzzle her?"

"The best cure for the Devil's lies is not to let him speak them."

"Daddy! I ain't no devil! Please don't do this; I'll be a good girl! I promise!"

Daddy looked at her critically. "I don't reckon she has enough of a snout to muzzle; is it all right if I gag her?"

"Whatever works, Mister Maartens."

"Daddy!"

Daddy **** Sherri-Belle to bite down on a stout wooden dowel and then fastened it to her head with a length of twine. She tried to reach for it but he grabbed her hands.

"Now Reverend, do you want me to hogtie her, or tie her up like a human?"

"Hmm, that is a question." He thought for a moment. "Perhaps you could tie her hands to that loop on the floor. We must be sure she doesn't hurt herself or others."

A few moments later Sherri-Belle's wrists were wrapped in tight cords and the whole bundle bound to the ring in the barn floor.

"There ya go, Reverend. She's all tied up for you."

"Please Mister Maartens. She's not 'all tied up,' merely appropriately restrained for her safety. An exorcism can be quite an ordeal, and if your daughter is still in there we shouldn't want her to hurt herself."

"Course Reverend. What do I do now?"

"Now I will have to examine her more carefully and say some very - intense - prayers. I shall require secrecy for this, however. These words are kept secret because in the hands of the unwise they might bring great danger upon oneself and others. You and your wife should return to the house and pray; if you need to get work done, you must stay away from the barn until I come out. And if you should accidentally hear something, you should pay it no mind. Do you understand?"

"Yes Reverend."

Reverend Cal shut the door behind Daddy and set the bar to. Then he spent a couple of minutes listening. Then he pounded on the door and screamed.

"Help! Let me out!"

When nothing happened he nodded to himself.

"Now we begin. You are infested with the power of Satan, girl, and I intend to drive it out. First we will see how close he's gotten to your heart."

The Reverend stood in front of the girl; his hands reached down around her quaking shoulders and firmly grabbed her bosoms. He squeezed and kneaded roughly, making her squirm and make futile attempts to pull away. She screamed under the gag as he repeatedly pulled and twisted her nipples. After far too much of that he felt them with his palms.

"Yes, firm and hard. The devil has raised an unholy lust in you, child, and we are going to have to drive it out."

Unholy lust my ass, thought Sherri-Belle. I just got skittish the same way some of the ewes did when being milked. She didn't like the tingly feeling in her breasts even though in other circumstances it might have been enticing. And the most awful part was that she was getting that itch between her legs again and she couldn't bring herself to contort enough and rub it while Reverend Cal was watching her.