Part 5 & 6
Part 5
I rushed off to my room and tried to compose myself. My mind was full of the rubber hose Barbara had used to thrash me and I had to hold back tears as I remembered the shame and the pain of it all.
I lay on my bed and heard Barbara come upstairs and close her bedroom door. I assumed she was getting dressed and thinking of some new twisted way to have revenge on me.
My door was suddenly pushed open wide and she stood there dressed in in pale grey sweater dress that clung to her ample curves, I tried to avert my eyes from her bulging hips and rounded swell of her tummy as they stretched the smooth fabric showing the line of her knickers clearly on each hip.
She had sheer dark blue stockings on and matching court shoes with a three inch heel. I was intimidated and fascinated in equal measure.
“I don’t have time to deal with you now. Get dressed and get to college, I want you back here by four o clock, totally naked and waiting by the front door. I have an important meeting with some friends. Don’t be late!”
She turned and swept out and I heard the door close and her feet on the gravel of the drive as I struggled into some clothes, grabbed my books and then dashed off to the bus stop.
I tried to cheerfully return Mrs Wragg’s wave as I passed her front window and broke into a jog as I saw the bus turn the corner into the road.
I was distracted all day with worry about what my dominant landlady was planning.
My bus home was delayed in traffic and I dashed into the house at about five minutes to four. I just had time to remove my clothes and run downstairs to stand in the by the front door. I could smell I was sweating slightly, more from stress and fear than anything. I shivered in the cool air of the hall as the sweat began to dry on my back. I could feel my nipples were erect in the cold and despite my best efforts my cock twitched into a semi erection that I was powerless to control.
My spirits sank as I heard footsteps on the drive and then I nearly fainted when I heard Barbara talking to someone. The door opened to reveal Barbara with Mrs Wragg alongside. She looked into my eyes for a fraction of a second before her eyes went straight to my semi erect cock. She gasped out loud before Barbara ushered her in and closed the door with a bang.
“I told you he was odd and perverted and you tried to say he seemed a nice boy”
“But Barbara he might have just been heading to the shower, why else would he be naked down here in the middle of the afternoon. He must be so embarrassed. Nicholas go and get dressed!”
All the time she spoke her eyes never left my now stiffening penis, her face blushing nearly as much as mine was.
“I’ve caught him with Vicki’s underwear in his room already and I’m sure he’s been poking through my stuff Sally. If he was more of a man I wouldn’t feel safe with him in the house.
Come into the kitchen and we can discuss what to do with him”
Digging her nails into my arm she dragged me through the hall and into the kitchen. Sally followed and managed to brush her hip against my now leaking cock as she sat at the kitchen table with her face about three feet from my throbbing pole and her eyes staring at it like a rabbit in the headlights.
I tried to conceal myself but Barbara snapped at me to put my hands on my head, slapping me hard across my backside as she pulled up a chair.
“I think he spends all day masturbating and lying round naked when I’m out, he’s a total little pervert, you can help me sort him out. “
I did catch a glimpse of him the other day through the window and I thought he didn’t have anything on. But he seemed such a nice boy when I spoke to him that first time. Young men are very highly sexed at that age I remember my parents having to beat my little brother when they found he was abusing himself and collecting naked girlie magazines”
“I think that might be an idea you know. Did it stop your brother wanking all the time?”
“I don’t know, I certainly heard my mother telling him off when she caught him with the bathroom door unlocked several times after that. She had a cane from the garden that she would whip him with. I watched through the crack in the door jamb once or twice as she beat his bottom and legs as he bent over a chair. His willy was always very hard after she finished even if he was in floods of tears, it was the only time I ever saw an erect one before I was married to Tom.”
“Yes Sally, there are canes in the garden, run and fetch a nice whippy one and we can try to teach Master Nicholas some proper manners”
Unquestioning Mrs Wragg left the kitchen, I was amazed at the control Barbara had over her but I’d seen how daunting she could be.
“If you speak out of turn to Sally, I promise to have you weeping in pain for a week before I kick you out. Play along and you can stay. I want to see if I can train Sally up to be another bitch like me and help me have some fun, so keep your mouth shut”
Mrs Wragg returned with two green canes about 3 feet long, flexing them gently. Barbara took them off her and swished them in front of me about a foot from my aching erect cock.
“Nicholas bend over this chair and grip the seat while I get Sally to show me what her mother used to do to her brother. I’m unsure how to do it”
“Oh Barbara, it was years ago, I’m scared of hurting him if he moves. “
“Give it a try and I’ll make sure he doesn’t move, make sure you do hurt him or he’ll never learn”
I bent at the waist and gripped the chair seat as Barbara gripped my shoulders standing at my head. There was a quiet swish and a sharp sting as the cane hit me on the back of the thigh. I hissed and said ouch but didn’t flinch.
“Harder than that Sally, it was just a tap, you must leave a mark, come on full force I insist”
The cane hissed into my skinny white buttocks with twice the force and I stood up and clutched my burning arse, my rigid cock slapping my tummy. The slim Sally was finding her timing. The third was the same and I jerked away from Barbara’s grip, her long nails scratching my shoulders.
“Well done Sally that’s better, keep it up.
Nicholas if you move again the stroke won’t count, you’re having 10 and there are 7 more to come unless you move, now get over the chair, I broke a nail when you jumped like a wimp that time”
I looked over my shoulder at the previously cool Mrs Wragg, her face was flushed and her eyes were huge, there was a tear running down her cheek.
“Sorry if it’s too bad Nicholas but I think it will help you, please bend over and keep still and I’ll be as quick as you allow me to be”
She gave me a kind smile and I turned to see Barbara smiling sadisticly as she gripped my hair and forced me to bend over.
“If you move this time it’s an extra stroke and I’ll hold you by the balls young man for the rest of them”
I braced myself and was hit by a bolt of fire as the cane wrapped round my bum and bit into my right hip. I jumped up clutching my bum and hip and issued a loud “FUCK that really hurt”
Barbara quick moved in and grabbed my tight scrotum in her right hand digging the nails into the soft skin. She pushed me down over the chair with a fierce grip on my ear and hair.
“Come on Sally lay into him hard before I have to do it for you. Eight more now fast as you like.
If you don’t hurt him with all of them I’ll give you a couple at the finish. He needs to be crying like the ***** he really is”
I writhed in pain as the caned ripped into my legs and bottom another five times in a matter of seconds. I tried to struggle but the vice like fingernails around my bursting balls held me fairly still.
Sally dropped the cane and sat down crying on a chair.
“My arm is bursting, his bottom is covered in purple marks. I can’t do it any more, it’s too much.”
Barbara released me and walked over to Sally and slapped her hard in the face.
“I told you to finish the eight, I meant it. Hold his head and his cock while I make him take his punishment. I’ll beat you if you let him move”
She pushed Sally towards me and she gripped her right hand into my hair and gently wrapped her left around the shaft of my penis. My face was close to her armpit and I could smell a mix of cologne and sweat. She was nearly as distressed as I was, tears running down her reddened cheek.
I tried to hold still for her sake but Barbara was probably about 3 stone heavier and far stronger than Sally. I groaned as the first of the strokes drove in forcing Sally to grip down on my shaft, the head going deepest purple in her hand. The second had me jumping away roaring in pain from torn hair left in Sally’s grip as I dragged her across the room still gripping my now twitching cock. I was on the verge of coming for the second time that day and as Sally reluctantly gripped my raging member again, I spurted huge gouts of crfeamy jizz all over her hand, her dress and the kitchen floor.
“You dirty bastard, you even like being caned, I will stop you even if if have to cut your balls off before I’m done. Sally I warned you to keep hold of him”
She hit me hard twice more very fast as I stood there and I cowered away, nose running and eyes full of pained tears.
Grabbing Sally by her bobbed hair she quickly unbuttoned her dress and pulled the spattered pale yellow garment from her. Underneath were a pair of plain yellow pants, she had no bra on and stood in front of us. Small “A” cup breasts with very long maybe inch long nipples, Sally was in shock and was wiping my cum from her hand on the front of her little yellow knickers. Barbara was livid with rage and ripped Sally’s shaking hand from the stained panties and pulled them down round her knees.
As she pushed her across the kitchen table I could see a pale nest of light brown hair that didn’t conceal a deep twist of prominent pussy lips. Barbara flipped the limp woman onto her tummy, small titties pressed onto the bare pine her legs were now wide apart, I was party to a view of her
large chubby cunt lips protruding between her skinny bottom cheeks and slim thighs.
“I said I’d beat you and I will” growled a very red faced Barbara and whipped the cane down on the exposed undefended flesh of Sally’s buttocks and her protruding sex lips. There was a crack like a breaking branch, Sally screamed and thrust a hand to her now violated soft sex. She slid from the table with her hands between her legs moaning quietly. I was leaning on the kitchen sink and tried to pick her from the floor. I collapsed as I was struck on my flagging cock by the cane wielded by my aunt, who then picked Sally up by pinching her nipples and pulling her to the sink where she began sponging her between the legs with a cold wet cloth.
“You will learn to do as I ask won’t you Sally, we must work together to sort Nicholas out”
“My pussy is killing me, you really hurt me Barbara. I’ll try better if you promise not to hit me down there again”
“If you try harder it need never happen again my dear.
Nicholas, get some shorts and a sweatshirt so Sally can get home and clean up.
You will be for a special punishment for coming all over my neighbour, now fetch the clothes and then stay in your room”
Part 6
I heard the front door close as Mrs Wragg left. Barbara told her that she would be round later to sort out “some details”. I thought that sounded ominous, probably for her as well as me.
I stayed in my room in my now normal naked state and tried to do some work on my latest assignment. I managed to get some stuff down on paper to my surprise as I was continually expecting to be disturbed for more humiliation by Barbara.
I eventually went to bed and slept heavily after the exhausting session earlier. I had flashing dreams of being pinned down and tied to a sledge by Barbara and various other women that I found intimidating. My Grandmother and my first primary school teacher were most prominent. They dragged the sledge to the local park and left me there as a spectacle, I was mocked by passers- by of all ages and woke soaked in cold sweat at about 8 the next morning.
I was confronted by Barbara as I came from the bathroom after trying to revive myself in the shower.
She twisted her newly painted purple nails into the soft skin of my ball sac and lifted me onto my tiptoes.
“I’m going to London to see my solicitor, I’ll be back late and you need to be here when I return so that I can give you the thrashing I promised yesterday. Don’t leave the house”
She released her vice like grip and turned to go towards the stairs,
“Oh yes, I’ve asked Vicki to come home at the weekend, it’s time I confronted her about her acting like a whore with that boy. She can also learn what at dirty pervert you are while I punish all three of you at the same time”
With that she swept down the stairs and away to the station as I tried to think how to not waste the day completely as I waited for the anticipated pain of her return.
I settled down to some reading for my next piece of college work, after about twenty minutes the phone in the hall began to ring. I thought about ignoring it for a while but it could have been Barbara calling to check if I was still at the house. I trotted across the landing and down to the hall and answered with a cautious “Hello”
“Hello, is that you Nicholas. It’s Sally here, has Barbara gone out?
I must talk to you, can you come round please”
I could hear the upset in her voice as if she were on the edge of tears.
“She’s gone London for the day but I’m strictly not to leave the house, I thought this call might be her checking.
Can you come round here if you need to talk?”
“I’m so in a mess since the other day, I need to apologise for beating you, Barbara needn’t know, it can be between us as a secret. I’ll be there in a minute and won’t stay long”
She rang off, and I sat on the bottom of the stairs feeling rather puzzled and very alarmed about what Barbara would do if she knew we were having any private conversations. My mind was racing when there was a quiet knock on the door and I could see Sally in silhouette through the front door.
“Come in., it’s open” I called as I stood up.
Sally opened the door just enough to slide through, she closed it quickly and was standing in front of me in my state of nakedness. I was so used to not being dressed it hadn’t crossed my mind and was distracted by her tear stained flushed face and her heavy breathing.
“My dear boy, I’m so sorry for hurting you, I didn’t want to but I didn’t dare disobey Barbara. She is so intimidating.”
With that she burst into floods of tears and sank onto the stairs sobbing her eyes out. Instinctively I touched her on the shoulder trying some kind of consolation at the same time being conscious of my nudity. As she raised her tear washed red face to me her puffy red eyes were right at the level of my cock and balls and her hair brushed against my stomach, I was aware of an instant stirring and rising of my cock as my ball sack began to tighten.
“O God” she groaned.
“Now I’m tormenting you again. Please help me up, I must go home before I get you into more trouble”
I took her hand, it was warm and wet with tears and tried to lift her to her feet but she was so slim and light that as I pulled us together and she held onto me with her hands on my hips and her body pressing my now rigid cock between us. I could feel her warmth through the thin cotton of her floaty blue summer dress. As I stepped back a strand of clear pre-cum from by twitching cock connected me to a damp dark patch on the fabric.
I’m sorry Mrs Wragg I’ve messed up your dress, I’m a disgusting pig, Barbara is right I can’t control myself. Come to the kitchen and I’ll get you a cloth”
She smiled quietly through her tears and shook her head, reaching her slim red nailed hand forward she scooped the strand of fluid from the bulging head of my cock and put her fingers in her mouth licking them clean.
“There, see I don’t mind. It’s not your fault that you’re a nineteen year old boy and full of lovely life. I miss that taste since I’ve been single. I came to love it after a while when I was first married.
He insisted I use my mouth on him, it made me gag at first but I came to see it as a way to show my love and obedience to him.
She kneeled in front of me and put her forehead on my tummy and quickly sucked the throbbing head of my cock into her mouth and firmly rubbed the underside with her tongue. I slumped backwards against the wall knowing it was out of my control. I loved the gentle loving touch of this kind gentle lady, such a contrast to the vicious abuse I’d known recently.
She scratched me gently behind my ball sack and slid her fingers up and down my pulsing veined shaft. I looked down into her dilated brown eyes that seemed to smile at me.
“I can feel your pulse on my tongue Nicholas, please just come whenever you like don’t be afraid.
It’s the least I can do after hurting you so much. Don’t worry I used to love the taste of semen after a few months of marriage, I miss it, please come for me”
She took me back into her mouth and I watched her head bobbing on my cock, I was out of control by now, no thoughts of what Barbara might do if or when she found out about this. I came harder than I could ever remember. I filled Sally’s mouth in four huge contractions, she pulled away gulping and gasping and I pumped more creamy spurts into her hair across her face and down over her dress, painting dark wet stripes across her chest. My legs were trembling as Sally us my still rigid twitching cock to help her stand. She pressed her hot red face into mine and kissed me deeply on the mouth making me taste the remnants of my own cum and smearing both our faces in it.
“Thank you! Nicholas”
She gasped, I could feel her trembling and could smell her warm sweat mingled with the unmistakeable smell of semen. I kissed her back clumsily, I was very inexperienced in these matters.
“I’m sorry I’ve really messed you up Mrs Wragg” I blurted out.
“Dear boy, I feel better than I’ve done for years, I should be thanking you for making me feel like a woman for once, here give me your hand”
She took my shaky hand and drew it up under her skirt to the inside of her thighs and I felt the wetness seeping down the soft smooth skin as she pressed my fingers against what felt like soaked silk knickers. I pushed them to one side and explored her soft yielding pussy flaps, my fingers making a squelching noise as she squeezed her thighs on my hand. She gasped sharply in pain and pulled away.
“Sorry you found the place she hit me the other day, I’m still swollen down there. I had my first proper orgasm for years just sucking on you Nicholas, I loved it and I want more very soon when my bruises have gone. We must be careful and not let Barbara suspect”
“Why not, you are so nice and kind and generous. She can go and hang herself. You have a house there with lots of room. I could move in with you and finish my course. I’d be no trouble and I would enjoy “helping you out” whenever you needed”
I could see way out of my torment with Barbara and the added bonus of a lovely kind and obviously emotionally starved landlady, my spirits soared for the first time in ages.
“Oh! my dear boy you don’t understand do you. Didn’t you know Barbara owns my place. I would have been homeless when my husband vanished and declared he was bankrupt. She and Mick paid off the mortgage and own the place. She has let me live there for as long as I need. I had no way to find that sort of money. She has us both exactly where she wants us. I think she’s bored and frustrated. Has been since Michael more or less moved out, he’s hardly ever here but I never suspected she had a sadistic streak in her”
“That’s likely my fault, I gave her good reason by snooping through her room”
“Did you really do that? I didn’t think it was true, you seemed far too nice. Did you masturbate over Vicki’s things, please be honest.
I know how strongly young men get aroused.
I used to watch my brother through a gap in his door. He would lay on his bed masturbating into tissues. It was me that told Mother and then she tried to make him stop by punishing him. I would watch that too. I would be peering in with a hand down between my legs trying to make myself come. I never managed it. My first orgasm was with my husband on our wedding night. He made me strip out of my bridal clothes and stand naked in front of him and masturbate myself while he filmed me on an 8mm camera he was given as a wedding present by his father. I was terrified and ashamed but that seemed to make me more aroused and I orgasmed so hard I left a wet pool on the room floor.
I’m telling you this because we have a lot to share and I want you to trust me and tell me everything, no dirty secrets. I want to share your dirty secrets Nicholas. If we’re in this together we should be deeply in.
Now help me get cleaned up enough to get home, I’m soaked in your sticky juice. It’s even in my hair and I have a church council meeting later this afternoon. I think you need a shower before Barbara gets home to get the smell of sex off you. I think she will check you over thoroughly when she gets in.
“I will try not to let her know you were here. I don’t want her hurting you as well as me. If neccessary I’ll confess to having wanked myself off if she suspects anything. She promised me a thrashing anyway so not sure it makes a difference to me.
I will tell you anything about myself you want to know, I’m so grateful for your kindness Mrs Wragg. I’ve never been treated like you did by any of the girls I’ve been with before I loved it despite the fear factor of Barbara”
“I loved feeling your excitement my dear boy, we will do it again soon if I can get you on your own. You have a lovely shaped cock and I so want to play with it again. Now I must dash and clean up before my meeting”
She kissed me lightly on the cheek and slipped away out of the door.
I rushed off to my room and tried to compose myself. My mind was full of the rubber hose Barbara had used to thrash me and I had to hold back tears as I remembered the shame and the pain of it all.
I lay on my bed and heard Barbara come upstairs and close her bedroom door. I assumed she was getting dressed and thinking of some new twisted way to have revenge on me.
My door was suddenly pushed open wide and she stood there dressed in in pale grey sweater dress that clung to her ample curves, I tried to avert my eyes from her bulging hips and rounded swell of her tummy as they stretched the smooth fabric showing the line of her knickers clearly on each hip.
She had sheer dark blue stockings on and matching court shoes with a three inch heel. I was intimidated and fascinated in equal measure.
“I don’t have time to deal with you now. Get dressed and get to college, I want you back here by four o clock, totally naked and waiting by the front door. I have an important meeting with some friends. Don’t be late!”
She turned and swept out and I heard the door close and her feet on the gravel of the drive as I struggled into some clothes, grabbed my books and then dashed off to the bus stop.
I tried to cheerfully return Mrs Wragg’s wave as I passed her front window and broke into a jog as I saw the bus turn the corner into the road.
I was distracted all day with worry about what my dominant landlady was planning.
My bus home was delayed in traffic and I dashed into the house at about five minutes to four. I just had time to remove my clothes and run downstairs to stand in the by the front door. I could smell I was sweating slightly, more from stress and fear than anything. I shivered in the cool air of the hall as the sweat began to dry on my back. I could feel my nipples were erect in the cold and despite my best efforts my cock twitched into a semi erection that I was powerless to control.
My spirits sank as I heard footsteps on the drive and then I nearly fainted when I heard Barbara talking to someone. The door opened to reveal Barbara with Mrs Wragg alongside. She looked into my eyes for a fraction of a second before her eyes went straight to my semi erect cock. She gasped out loud before Barbara ushered her in and closed the door with a bang.
“I told you he was odd and perverted and you tried to say he seemed a nice boy”
“But Barbara he might have just been heading to the shower, why else would he be naked down here in the middle of the afternoon. He must be so embarrassed. Nicholas go and get dressed!”
All the time she spoke her eyes never left my now stiffening penis, her face blushing nearly as much as mine was.
“I’ve caught him with Vicki’s underwear in his room already and I’m sure he’s been poking through my stuff Sally. If he was more of a man I wouldn’t feel safe with him in the house.
Come into the kitchen and we can discuss what to do with him”
Digging her nails into my arm she dragged me through the hall and into the kitchen. Sally followed and managed to brush her hip against my now leaking cock as she sat at the kitchen table with her face about three feet from my throbbing pole and her eyes staring at it like a rabbit in the headlights.
I tried to conceal myself but Barbara snapped at me to put my hands on my head, slapping me hard across my backside as she pulled up a chair.
“I think he spends all day masturbating and lying round naked when I’m out, he’s a total little pervert, you can help me sort him out. “
I did catch a glimpse of him the other day through the window and I thought he didn’t have anything on. But he seemed such a nice boy when I spoke to him that first time. Young men are very highly sexed at that age I remember my parents having to beat my little brother when they found he was abusing himself and collecting naked girlie magazines”
“I think that might be an idea you know. Did it stop your brother wanking all the time?”
“I don’t know, I certainly heard my mother telling him off when she caught him with the bathroom door unlocked several times after that. She had a cane from the garden that she would whip him with. I watched through the crack in the door jamb once or twice as she beat his bottom and legs as he bent over a chair. His willy was always very hard after she finished even if he was in floods of tears, it was the only time I ever saw an erect one before I was married to Tom.”
“Yes Sally, there are canes in the garden, run and fetch a nice whippy one and we can try to teach Master Nicholas some proper manners”
Unquestioning Mrs Wragg left the kitchen, I was amazed at the control Barbara had over her but I’d seen how daunting she could be.
“If you speak out of turn to Sally, I promise to have you weeping in pain for a week before I kick you out. Play along and you can stay. I want to see if I can train Sally up to be another bitch like me and help me have some fun, so keep your mouth shut”
Mrs Wragg returned with two green canes about 3 feet long, flexing them gently. Barbara took them off her and swished them in front of me about a foot from my aching erect cock.
“Nicholas bend over this chair and grip the seat while I get Sally to show me what her mother used to do to her brother. I’m unsure how to do it”
“Oh Barbara, it was years ago, I’m scared of hurting him if he moves. “
“Give it a try and I’ll make sure he doesn’t move, make sure you do hurt him or he’ll never learn”
I bent at the waist and gripped the chair seat as Barbara gripped my shoulders standing at my head. There was a quiet swish and a sharp sting as the cane hit me on the back of the thigh. I hissed and said ouch but didn’t flinch.
“Harder than that Sally, it was just a tap, you must leave a mark, come on full force I insist”
The cane hissed into my skinny white buttocks with twice the force and I stood up and clutched my burning arse, my rigid cock slapping my tummy. The slim Sally was finding her timing. The third was the same and I jerked away from Barbara’s grip, her long nails scratching my shoulders.
“Well done Sally that’s better, keep it up.
Nicholas if you move again the stroke won’t count, you’re having 10 and there are 7 more to come unless you move, now get over the chair, I broke a nail when you jumped like a wimp that time”
I looked over my shoulder at the previously cool Mrs Wragg, her face was flushed and her eyes were huge, there was a tear running down her cheek.
“Sorry if it’s too bad Nicholas but I think it will help you, please bend over and keep still and I’ll be as quick as you allow me to be”
She gave me a kind smile and I turned to see Barbara smiling sadisticly as she gripped my hair and forced me to bend over.
“If you move this time it’s an extra stroke and I’ll hold you by the balls young man for the rest of them”
I braced myself and was hit by a bolt of fire as the cane wrapped round my bum and bit into my right hip. I jumped up clutching my bum and hip and issued a loud “FUCK that really hurt”
Barbara quick moved in and grabbed my tight scrotum in her right hand digging the nails into the soft skin. She pushed me down over the chair with a fierce grip on my ear and hair.
“Come on Sally lay into him hard before I have to do it for you. Eight more now fast as you like.
If you don’t hurt him with all of them I’ll give you a couple at the finish. He needs to be crying like the ***** he really is”
I writhed in pain as the caned ripped into my legs and bottom another five times in a matter of seconds. I tried to struggle but the vice like fingernails around my bursting balls held me fairly still.
Sally dropped the cane and sat down crying on a chair.
“My arm is bursting, his bottom is covered in purple marks. I can’t do it any more, it’s too much.”
Barbara released me and walked over to Sally and slapped her hard in the face.
“I told you to finish the eight, I meant it. Hold his head and his cock while I make him take his punishment. I’ll beat you if you let him move”
She pushed Sally towards me and she gripped her right hand into my hair and gently wrapped her left around the shaft of my penis. My face was close to her armpit and I could smell a mix of cologne and sweat. She was nearly as distressed as I was, tears running down her reddened cheek.
I tried to hold still for her sake but Barbara was probably about 3 stone heavier and far stronger than Sally. I groaned as the first of the strokes drove in forcing Sally to grip down on my shaft, the head going deepest purple in her hand. The second had me jumping away roaring in pain from torn hair left in Sally’s grip as I dragged her across the room still gripping my now twitching cock. I was on the verge of coming for the second time that day and as Sally reluctantly gripped my raging member again, I spurted huge gouts of crfeamy jizz all over her hand, her dress and the kitchen floor.
“You dirty bastard, you even like being caned, I will stop you even if if have to cut your balls off before I’m done. Sally I warned you to keep hold of him”
She hit me hard twice more very fast as I stood there and I cowered away, nose running and eyes full of pained tears.
Grabbing Sally by her bobbed hair she quickly unbuttoned her dress and pulled the spattered pale yellow garment from her. Underneath were a pair of plain yellow pants, she had no bra on and stood in front of us. Small “A” cup breasts with very long maybe inch long nipples, Sally was in shock and was wiping my cum from her hand on the front of her little yellow knickers. Barbara was livid with rage and ripped Sally’s shaking hand from the stained panties and pulled them down round her knees.
As she pushed her across the kitchen table I could see a pale nest of light brown hair that didn’t conceal a deep twist of prominent pussy lips. Barbara flipped the limp woman onto her tummy, small titties pressed onto the bare pine her legs were now wide apart, I was party to a view of her
large chubby cunt lips protruding between her skinny bottom cheeks and slim thighs.
“I said I’d beat you and I will” growled a very red faced Barbara and whipped the cane down on the exposed undefended flesh of Sally’s buttocks and her protruding sex lips. There was a crack like a breaking branch, Sally screamed and thrust a hand to her now violated soft sex. She slid from the table with her hands between her legs moaning quietly. I was leaning on the kitchen sink and tried to pick her from the floor. I collapsed as I was struck on my flagging cock by the cane wielded by my aunt, who then picked Sally up by pinching her nipples and pulling her to the sink where she began sponging her between the legs with a cold wet cloth.
“You will learn to do as I ask won’t you Sally, we must work together to sort Nicholas out”
“My pussy is killing me, you really hurt me Barbara. I’ll try better if you promise not to hit me down there again”
“If you try harder it need never happen again my dear.
Nicholas, get some shorts and a sweatshirt so Sally can get home and clean up.
You will be for a special punishment for coming all over my neighbour, now fetch the clothes and then stay in your room”
Part 6
I heard the front door close as Mrs Wragg left. Barbara told her that she would be round later to sort out “some details”. I thought that sounded ominous, probably for her as well as me.
I stayed in my room in my now normal naked state and tried to do some work on my latest assignment. I managed to get some stuff down on paper to my surprise as I was continually expecting to be disturbed for more humiliation by Barbara.
I eventually went to bed and slept heavily after the exhausting session earlier. I had flashing dreams of being pinned down and tied to a sledge by Barbara and various other women that I found intimidating. My Grandmother and my first primary school teacher were most prominent. They dragged the sledge to the local park and left me there as a spectacle, I was mocked by passers- by of all ages and woke soaked in cold sweat at about 8 the next morning.
I was confronted by Barbara as I came from the bathroom after trying to revive myself in the shower.
She twisted her newly painted purple nails into the soft skin of my ball sac and lifted me onto my tiptoes.
“I’m going to London to see my solicitor, I’ll be back late and you need to be here when I return so that I can give you the thrashing I promised yesterday. Don’t leave the house”
She released her vice like grip and turned to go towards the stairs,
“Oh yes, I’ve asked Vicki to come home at the weekend, it’s time I confronted her about her acting like a whore with that boy. She can also learn what at dirty pervert you are while I punish all three of you at the same time”
With that she swept down the stairs and away to the station as I tried to think how to not waste the day completely as I waited for the anticipated pain of her return.
I settled down to some reading for my next piece of college work, after about twenty minutes the phone in the hall began to ring. I thought about ignoring it for a while but it could have been Barbara calling to check if I was still at the house. I trotted across the landing and down to the hall and answered with a cautious “Hello”
“Hello, is that you Nicholas. It’s Sally here, has Barbara gone out?
I must talk to you, can you come round please”
I could hear the upset in her voice as if she were on the edge of tears.
“She’s gone London for the day but I’m strictly not to leave the house, I thought this call might be her checking.
Can you come round here if you need to talk?”
“I’m so in a mess since the other day, I need to apologise for beating you, Barbara needn’t know, it can be between us as a secret. I’ll be there in a minute and won’t stay long”
She rang off, and I sat on the bottom of the stairs feeling rather puzzled and very alarmed about what Barbara would do if she knew we were having any private conversations. My mind was racing when there was a quiet knock on the door and I could see Sally in silhouette through the front door.
“Come in., it’s open” I called as I stood up.
Sally opened the door just enough to slide through, she closed it quickly and was standing in front of me in my state of nakedness. I was so used to not being dressed it hadn’t crossed my mind and was distracted by her tear stained flushed face and her heavy breathing.
“My dear boy, I’m so sorry for hurting you, I didn’t want to but I didn’t dare disobey Barbara. She is so intimidating.”
With that she burst into floods of tears and sank onto the stairs sobbing her eyes out. Instinctively I touched her on the shoulder trying some kind of consolation at the same time being conscious of my nudity. As she raised her tear washed red face to me her puffy red eyes were right at the level of my cock and balls and her hair brushed against my stomach, I was aware of an instant stirring and rising of my cock as my ball sack began to tighten.
“O God” she groaned.
“Now I’m tormenting you again. Please help me up, I must go home before I get you into more trouble”
I took her hand, it was warm and wet with tears and tried to lift her to her feet but she was so slim and light that as I pulled us together and she held onto me with her hands on my hips and her body pressing my now rigid cock between us. I could feel her warmth through the thin cotton of her floaty blue summer dress. As I stepped back a strand of clear pre-cum from by twitching cock connected me to a damp dark patch on the fabric.
I’m sorry Mrs Wragg I’ve messed up your dress, I’m a disgusting pig, Barbara is right I can’t control myself. Come to the kitchen and I’ll get you a cloth”
She smiled quietly through her tears and shook her head, reaching her slim red nailed hand forward she scooped the strand of fluid from the bulging head of my cock and put her fingers in her mouth licking them clean.
“There, see I don’t mind. It’s not your fault that you’re a nineteen year old boy and full of lovely life. I miss that taste since I’ve been single. I came to love it after a while when I was first married.
He insisted I use my mouth on him, it made me gag at first but I came to see it as a way to show my love and obedience to him.
She kneeled in front of me and put her forehead on my tummy and quickly sucked the throbbing head of my cock into her mouth and firmly rubbed the underside with her tongue. I slumped backwards against the wall knowing it was out of my control. I loved the gentle loving touch of this kind gentle lady, such a contrast to the vicious abuse I’d known recently.
She scratched me gently behind my ball sack and slid her fingers up and down my pulsing veined shaft. I looked down into her dilated brown eyes that seemed to smile at me.
“I can feel your pulse on my tongue Nicholas, please just come whenever you like don’t be afraid.
It’s the least I can do after hurting you so much. Don’t worry I used to love the taste of semen after a few months of marriage, I miss it, please come for me”
She took me back into her mouth and I watched her head bobbing on my cock, I was out of control by now, no thoughts of what Barbara might do if or when she found out about this. I came harder than I could ever remember. I filled Sally’s mouth in four huge contractions, she pulled away gulping and gasping and I pumped more creamy spurts into her hair across her face and down over her dress, painting dark wet stripes across her chest. My legs were trembling as Sally us my still rigid twitching cock to help her stand. She pressed her hot red face into mine and kissed me deeply on the mouth making me taste the remnants of my own cum and smearing both our faces in it.
“Thank you! Nicholas”
She gasped, I could feel her trembling and could smell her warm sweat mingled with the unmistakeable smell of semen. I kissed her back clumsily, I was very inexperienced in these matters.
“I’m sorry I’ve really messed you up Mrs Wragg” I blurted out.
“Dear boy, I feel better than I’ve done for years, I should be thanking you for making me feel like a woman for once, here give me your hand”
She took my shaky hand and drew it up under her skirt to the inside of her thighs and I felt the wetness seeping down the soft smooth skin as she pressed my fingers against what felt like soaked silk knickers. I pushed them to one side and explored her soft yielding pussy flaps, my fingers making a squelching noise as she squeezed her thighs on my hand. She gasped sharply in pain and pulled away.
“Sorry you found the place she hit me the other day, I’m still swollen down there. I had my first proper orgasm for years just sucking on you Nicholas, I loved it and I want more very soon when my bruises have gone. We must be careful and not let Barbara suspect”
“Why not, you are so nice and kind and generous. She can go and hang herself. You have a house there with lots of room. I could move in with you and finish my course. I’d be no trouble and I would enjoy “helping you out” whenever you needed”
I could see way out of my torment with Barbara and the added bonus of a lovely kind and obviously emotionally starved landlady, my spirits soared for the first time in ages.
“Oh! my dear boy you don’t understand do you. Didn’t you know Barbara owns my place. I would have been homeless when my husband vanished and declared he was bankrupt. She and Mick paid off the mortgage and own the place. She has let me live there for as long as I need. I had no way to find that sort of money. She has us both exactly where she wants us. I think she’s bored and frustrated. Has been since Michael more or less moved out, he’s hardly ever here but I never suspected she had a sadistic streak in her”
“That’s likely my fault, I gave her good reason by snooping through her room”
“Did you really do that? I didn’t think it was true, you seemed far too nice. Did you masturbate over Vicki’s things, please be honest.
I know how strongly young men get aroused.
I used to watch my brother through a gap in his door. He would lay on his bed masturbating into tissues. It was me that told Mother and then she tried to make him stop by punishing him. I would watch that too. I would be peering in with a hand down between my legs trying to make myself come. I never managed it. My first orgasm was with my husband on our wedding night. He made me strip out of my bridal clothes and stand naked in front of him and masturbate myself while he filmed me on an 8mm camera he was given as a wedding present by his father. I was terrified and ashamed but that seemed to make me more aroused and I orgasmed so hard I left a wet pool on the room floor.
I’m telling you this because we have a lot to share and I want you to trust me and tell me everything, no dirty secrets. I want to share your dirty secrets Nicholas. If we’re in this together we should be deeply in.
Now help me get cleaned up enough to get home, I’m soaked in your sticky juice. It’s even in my hair and I have a church council meeting later this afternoon. I think you need a shower before Barbara gets home to get the smell of sex off you. I think she will check you over thoroughly when she gets in.
“I will try not to let her know you were here. I don’t want her hurting you as well as me. If neccessary I’ll confess to having wanked myself off if she suspects anything. She promised me a thrashing anyway so not sure it makes a difference to me.
I will tell you anything about myself you want to know, I’m so grateful for your kindness Mrs Wragg. I’ve never been treated like you did by any of the girls I’ve been with before I loved it despite the fear factor of Barbara”
“I loved feeling your excitement my dear boy, we will do it again soon if I can get you on your own. You have a lovely shaped cock and I so want to play with it again. Now I must dash and clean up before my meeting”
She kissed me lightly on the cheek and slipped away out of the door.
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