Forgive me Father

In the 1970's, I was a member of a certain church noted for having more than one wife. I was diligent and faithful and was eventually 'called' to the Bishopric as Counsellor. Soon after I was called, a young girl came to me and confessed to 'immoral' behavior. I wasn't sure how to deal with this and told her I would pray about it and she should come see me the following week. This was to give me time to consult with the Bishop. He had been our Bishop for a long time and I knew I could rely on his advice. In his office, he stood and put his arm around my shoulder. 'As you know,' he said,'there are many higher principles of the Church which can't be shared with the ordinary bretheren and sisters because they don't have sufficient faith to accept these principles. This is one of those occasions. The principle involved is, "Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child." You will have to deal with this firmly and decisively.' He went on to explain how I should proceed. I was quite surprised, but I felt proud that I should be entrusted with this secret.
The following week, as arranged, the young girl came to the office to see me. We prayed together and I told her she was spiritually redeemed, but that she needed to show physical repentance and I asked her if she was she prepared to submit to the higher principle of "Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child". I could see in her eyes that she was frightened and realised that some form of corporal punishment was involved, but she sat up straight, swallowed and nodded. I smiled to reassure her and told her it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. I walked around the desk, stood beside her and helped her stand up. Taking her hands in mine, I looked in her eyes. 'I'm not going to force you to do anything, this all has to come from you. Are you prepared to submit to the Priesthood?' 'Yes, I am.' 'In that case, of your own free will, pull your panties down to your knees, lift up your dress and bend over the desk.' She hesitated for a moment and then I saw the submission in her eyes as she obeyed my instructions. I had tried to prepare myself to be detached,but I couldn't help gazing at her naked buttocks in admiration. I placed a bible in front of her, open to the story of Rachel pleading to God for forgiveness. 'I want you to read this story while I spank you. Think about how sorry Rachel was and how you are showing how truly sorry you are. I have to admit, it wasn't proper, but I put my hand between her thighs and opened her legs a bit more. 'OK, off you go.' As she started reading, I began steadily spanking each buttock. It was a fairly short story, but long enough for her to intersperse her reading with little yelps as my hand landed stinging slaps on her rosy cheeks. I also have to admit that I had developed an erection when she bent over the desk, but that I had ejaculated in my trousers and it was softening now.
When she reached the end of the story, I stopped spanking her and told her she could pull her panties back up. She was hopping from one foot to the other and trying to stifle her sobs. 'That wasn't so bad now, was it?' I said encouragingly. 'N-no, Brother Jackson. Thank you.' 'I bet you feel fully cleansed now, so off you go and don't misbehave again.' 'I won't, Brother Jackson.' 'And don't worry, what happens in this office stays between you and me, even the Bishop won't know.' She thanked me and left, and I hurried to the toilets to clean myself up!
I only had to punish two other girls during my time on the Bishopric, one of them being my own daughter! I think she decided it would be less embarrassing confessing to me instead of to the Bishop or the other Counsellor.