Robert Part 3
by Agni

copyright 2003 by Agni, all rights reserved


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This story takes place in the early 1970's.  It contains
femdom, corporal punishment, nudity, humiliation and sexual
activity involving minors. It is intended for ADULTS ONLY. 
The author does not condone the abuse of real children. This
is fantasy only. Please do not read if you are offended by
material of this nature or it is illegal in your location.

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Continued from Part 2...

Robert had a sickening feeling in his stomach. Elizabeth
actually wanted to discipline him? How? She would surely
want him nude. He realized he had no choice. There was no
way he could choose the other option. His mother and Miss
Harris would be enraged. He couldn't imagine what they
would do to him.

He sighed. "Ok" "I agree". Elizabeth smiled.
The pretty ten year old rubbed her hand together.
"I think I'll use my aunt's strap". "First though, I want
to have a little fun." "Strip." She pointed at him.
"Take off all your clothes". Robert slowly complied.
He didn't bother hiding his front. She had seen him three
times now. It didn't matter now. It was still humiliating
though. He stood with his hand at his side, totally nude.
"Turn around" she said. "I want to see your bum".

She admired the firm buttocks marked with six tramlines
from the evening before. They had darkened considerably
but his bottom cheeks were no longer swollen. She would
enjoy strapping them. "Turn again"
He stood before her. His penis had begun to rise. It now
stuck out, pointing downwards just slightly.
"Come closer" she said. He moved towards her. His cock
was now horizontal. The foreskin was beginning to retract
and the tip was now visible. She saw the little hole he
pee'ed from.

She looked up at his face. This was deeply humiliating for
him, she realized. He had seen her around school but they
hardly knew each other. The day at her aunt's school was
the first time they had any real contact. Now he was bare
nude before her, in her power. She relished the
opportunity to have this eleven year old boy at her mercy,
his boyhood exposed, his nice rounded bottom cheeks
available for punishment.

His cock was now fully erect and it pointed upwards.
A little bit of clear liquid oozed from the tip.
She reached out and gripped his penis with her thumb
and forefinger. Robert was surprised by this and held
onto her hand. "Put your hands behind your back" she
commanded. He complied. It felt funny having this ten year
old girl holding his willy. He hated being in this
position but it also somehow excited him. A real girl was
holding his most private parts.

Elizabeth moistened the tips of her fingers with the
liquid from the tip of the boy's erect penis. She rubbed
the head, pulling back the foreskin. Robert bent slightly,
pulling away a bit as this sensation overcame him. He had
discovered the pleasures of masturbation at age nine and
regularly played with himself. This was a whole different
experience though. Having this attractive young girl play
with his boyhood was confusing. This was unwanted.
He had no choice in the matter yet found it stimulating
as his erect prick testified.

Elizabeth continued to rub his penis tip with her two
fingers. She reached out with her other hand and felt
his scrotal sac, gently holding each testicle between
her fingers, rolling each slightly.
Her fingers moved from the tip to lower down the penis.
Robert gained some relief as the intense stimulation
stopped but now her hand was wrapped around his lower
cock. She continued to fondle his balls.

After some more of this she cupped his balls with one hand
and ran her hand over his bottom cheeks. She squeezed them
roughly and he winced as the still painful welts were
pinched. She ran her fingers along each one, marvelling at
the raised edges. She loved the sensation of his bum in her
hand. He had such a nice round behind. The skin of his nude
buttocks was a delight to feel and fondle.

"Bend over" She said. "Grab your ankles".
The nude schoolboy complied with order. He was now
resigned to her probing. If he had the chance, he too
would have liked to explore her anatomy like this.
She pulled his bottom cheeks apart, looking at his
bum hole. "Stand up".
She returned to playing with the tip of his penis.
It had gone down slightly and she could play with
the foreskin a bit more. She relished its feel on her
fingertips.

Her eyes ran over the boy's chest, his cute face and mass
of dark hair. It was wonderful to have him in her power.
She satisfied her curiousity, stroking his young cock.
Suddenly she got up and went to the dresser.
She returned with a hair clip. It was plastic, about
four inches long with some fine teeth on each edge.
She opened it and clamped it on the end of his penis.
Robert gasped. "What are you doing?" "Oh shut up"
she said. "You'll wear this as part of your punishment".
She found some smaller clips and these she attached
to the skin of his scrotal sac.

The clips were somewhat painful but bearable. Robert stood
quietly, hoping this ordeal would soon be over. Elizabeth
left the room. She found her aunt's strap and returned.
She slapped it against her hand, feeling the sting.
She had felt it on her behind once before and knew how
painful it was. Robert looked with trepidation at the
young schoolgirl. His bottom was sore from yesterday's
caning and now he would get the strap.

Elizabeth removed the clips from his genitals. As they
were removed he gasped a little. They really hurt coming
off. She pointed to her bed. "Bend over and place your
hands on the bed". She watched the nude bending boy with
relish. This would be fun.
She brought the strap down hard on his exposed bottom
cheeks. The area reddened immediately. The imprint of
the two tails quite visible. She began to apply the strap
methodically, covering his entire bottom with the painful
instrument of correction.
The darkened cane welts now contrasted with the fresher
sore redness of the strapping.
Robert bent over silently. The pain in his bum was
increasing steadily as she leathered him. His bottom began
to swell under the onslaught. "Please Elizabeth..."
She began to concentrate lower down his bottom, at the
fold with his thighs. He began to sway forwards and back.
Finally she stopped, giving her arm a rest.

Robert stood up and began to rub his inflamed buttocks.
As the naked eleven year old rubbed, his cock and
balls swung lewdly. Elizabeth smiled.
She picked up the clips and reattached them to his penis
and scrotum. She pointed to the middle of the room.
"Kneel down there with your hands above your head"
The dull ache in his genitals caused his young cock to
rise. It expanded against the clip edges, the fine teeth
biting down. The pain in his cock increased.

Elizabeth sat quietly enjoying the scene. She let him
kneel there for ten minutes. It was apparent the
clips had begun to hurt. He shifted his weight between
each knee repeatedly. Finally she made him stand up and
removed them. He held onto his sore cock for a while,
easing the pain. He gently examined his scrotum, it
was painfully tender.
She watched the contrast between the lightly tanned legs
and stomach and the much paler buttocks and genitals, now
reddened after the punishment. It was quite a pleasing
sight in her eyes.

"Tomorrow, you'll have some more" she said to him.
Robert looked at her. "But you've already punished
me" he protested. She shook her head. "That was only
the first installment" "Remember I have the picture".
"I'll get it developed and show my aunt unless you
accept my punishment".
She rubbed some handcream on her slightly sore hand
where she had held the strap. She took some more and
rubbed it into her arms then began on her legs and feet.
Robert stood there watching this, his cock beginning to
stir. "Come here" she said.

She took some more cream and began to stroke his cock.
It rapidly became erect under her ministrations. She
concentrated her attention to the tip, playing with the
foreskin. Robert began to breathe deeply. She continued
playing with him like this. He rocked forwards and backwards
as she rubbed his boyhood. She felt a shudder go though
him and a pulsation in his penis as he climaxed. There was
a small amount of clear ejaculate. She grinned. This was
a neat toy. She smacked him hard on his bottom cheeks.
"You can go now". Her aunt would return soon.

Robert lay in bed replaying the incident in his head.
He would not be in trouble with Miss Harris and his mother
but was now at Elizabeth's mercy. This confused him.
The feel of the pretty preteen girl's hands on his willy
was pleasant yet at the same time she was domineering
and seem to enjoy inflicting pain on him. He especially
disliked having the clips on his privates and being forced
to strip naked.
Thankfully his mother would return home soon and he would
be out of the grip of this girl.

The next day, Elizabeth was disappointed to find that
there seemed little opportunity for her to play with
her new 'toy'. Her aunt did not go out. Not being left
alone she could not indulge herself. Robert's mother would
return that evening so she would have to wait till some
future date.

Robert stood in the shower, the cool water running down
his body. It felt good across his bum, still a little
sore after the previous day's leathering. The marks from
the strap tails were gone but they had aggravated the cane
welts which were still a bit tender
"Robert" he heard Miss Harris enter the bedroom.
She came into the bathroom, sliding open the shower door.
"I didn't realize you were bathing". He instinctively
covered his privates. He then lowered his hands. She
had after all seen everything there was to see. He was
becoming accustomed to being naked in her presence.
She eyed him from head to toe. "Make sure you clean
yourself properly." "Last time there was dirt behind your
ears and you didn't clean under your foreskin properly"
She slid the door shut and left. He was glad she had not
attempted to wash him herself. It felt strange having her
hands soaping his cock the last time.

He stood before the mirror, eyeing the marks on his
bottom. He hoped Miss Harris would not mention the
caning to his mother. He dressed quickly and went to the
kitchen to have something to eat. He was surprised to see
Vanessa there. She smiled as she saw him. The fourteen
year old girl was quite pretty and he was uncomfortable
around her. She had seen him bare nude being caned and he
was embarrassed by the memory.
Miss Harris looked at him. "Did you clean yourself
properly as I told you?" He nodded, hoping she would
say no more with Vanessa present.
Lisa Harris could see that Robert was uncomfortable around
Vanessa. He obviously found her very attractive and the
previous encounter must have been quite shameful for him
to endure. "Boys need constant supervision" she told
the teenager. "They don't even clean themselves properly
unless you make them".
"Let me see behind your ears" she ordered him, rubbing
the area briskly. "Now down below".
She saw him glance over at the girl and hesitate.
"Don't worry about Vanessa" "She saw all that last time
she was here". "There is no need for false modesty".

He lowered his shorts and underwear to mid thigh.
"Ooh Miss, his bottom is still marked" exclaimed Vanessa.
"Yes" explained her teacher. "the marks of a caning can
take up to two weeks to fade" "I imagine his bottom is
still tender". "Even when the soreness goes away, the
marks will remind him of the need to behave himself".
"That's why the occasional bare bottom caning is so good
for a boy" She pointed downwards.
"Now young man, lets see if you cleaned your little penis
properly". Robert pulled back his foreskin, exposing the
head of his cock. He stood there while Miss Harris looked
at it approvingly. Vanessa'a eyes were wide open and she
stared intently at it. "Good" "Run along now, I think
Elizabeth is outside".

Robert hurriedly left. He hated having to do this,
especially in front of Vanessa. He went back to his room
to read some comics, wanting to avoid Elizabeth.
Back in the kitchen, Miss Harris was cutting a slice of
cake for her pupil. "Here you are dear".
"Miss, you really lay it on with the stick" said the girl,
"I've seen the headmaster cane some of the boys over their
trousers and you hit harder".
"I don't doubt it" replied Miss Harris. "I don't believe
in ineffectual punishments." "The cane must hurt for it to
have the wanted result." "Otherwise you're just wasting your
time" She continued "That's why I cane on the bare bottom"
"They really feel the lash of the cane; there is no layer of
clothing to absorb the sting."
She looked directly at the girl. "There is also the added
punishment of making the boy bare his buttocks for the
cane." "Most boys find this very embarassing, especially
if their genitals are on display."
"Boys tend to be full of themselves, thinking they're men"
"The nudity brings them down to size."
Vanessa nodded, taking this all in. She had come to return
the book and was quite pleased to have witnessed the boy's
bare bum and exposed cock, skinned back like that.

Miss Harris checked the time. "Are you free this evening for
two hour or so?" Vanessa nodded. "You can do me a favor"
said Miss Harris. "I have to pick up something for
Elizabeth's mother and then drop Elizabeth home"
"I'm not sure when Robert's mother will return and would
prefer not to carry him" "Standing around while women shop
bores most boys anyway and it will take a bit of time"
"I should be back before she returns but would like someone
responsible here in the meantime" "Could you look after
Robert for me?" Vanessa looked at her teacher. "Will he
be any trouble?" "I hope he won't give me a hard time"
Miss Harris shook her head. "You're in charge,
'in loco parentis' as we say and I'll show you where the
cane is." "If he gives you any trouble, don't hestitate
to give him a couple of hard strokes". Vanessa smiled.

That evening Robert was relieved to find that Elizabeth
was going with her aunt. He would be free of her
compulsions. When the doorbell rang he answered it,
surprised to see Vanessa there. She was wearing a short
skirt and looked stunning. A lump formed in his throat
and he could barely greet her. She smiled "Your aunt
here?" and entered. Miss Harris greeted her. "you came
just in time." "I was just about to leave". She escorted
Vanessa to her bedroom and the pair returned after a
moment. "Now young man, I'm leaving Vanessa in charge".
"I expect you to behave youself" "If you don't, she has
full authority to cane you and I may repeat the
punishment when I return." She left with Elizabeth in tow.

Robert could scarcely believe what he had just heard.
Now Vanessa had authority over him? He resolved to be extra
careful and sat quietly in front of the television.
For her part, Vanessa was looking forward to the evening.
She hoped to be able to punish young Robert and was
looking for any pretext to apply the cane to his nude
posterior.
They sat together watching the TV. Robert could not help
but notice her slender legs. She had taken off her shoes
and was barefoot. He glanced quickly at her toes, admiring
them. Vanessa sat back, parting her thighs as she settled
in the chair. He short skirt had rode up and Robert
glimpsed her bare inner thighs. He bent down his head a
bit and was rewarded with a view of white panties.
His young boycock stirred. Vanessa noticed the wide eyed
boy. "What are you peeping at?" "You disgusting thing!"
He stammered "N..Nothing", looking away at the television.
"You were looking up my skirt at my panties!" she accused.
Robert's face had grown red. The blushing showed he was
obviously embarassed at being caught.
Vanessa got up. "I know how to deal with you, you naughty
boy." The fourteen year old went into Miss Harris's room.
She returned with the teacher's long cane.
Robert was in a state of panic. This girl meant to cane
him! There was little he could do. She had caught him and
Miss Harris had authorized her to use the cane. He grimly
awaited his fate.

Vanessa flexed the cane. It was supple and bent easily.
It was quite an effective instrument. She stood before the
boy with her arms down, the cane held in both hands.
"This will be on the bare" "Remove your shorts".
Robert got up and placed his thumbs in the waistband.
The shorts slid down easily and he left them on the floor.
"Now your underwear." He looked at her pleadingly.
"They don't protect at all. Can't I leave them up?"
She shook her head "No, take them off."
He bent over slightly as he slid them down. They bunched
up at his bare feet and he kicked them off. His placed his
hands over his front. He was quite taken with this girl
and being bare before her was humiliating. "Take off your
tee shirt as well" He complied standing before her totally
naked, hands still in front.
She tapped his hands with the end of the cane. "At your
side". He was now on full display. His young penis rapidly
becoming erect. Vanessa watched as it grew in size,
pointing at first horizontally then straight up, the
foreskin retracting. The tip was now visible and a little
clear fluid oozed out, wetting the head.

Robert stood there, unable to make his cock go back down.
This was so unfair he thought. Girls don't have to endure
this open gazing. She could at least have the decency to
look away. Her staring at it made it even harder.
Vanessa took her time. She wanted to draw this out as long
as she could. This was an unique opportunity. She had
this eleven year old totally nude right in front of her
and enjoyed the laviscious feeling of power.
She pointed the long cane towards the couch. "Kneel on the
couch" He climbed onto it, hands at his side, looking back
at her. "Bend over" "Elbows on the cushion". His bare
bottom was now thrust upwards. "Knees wide apart" she
ordered. He now presented the perfect target for the cane,
his scrotum and penis visible between his spread legs.
His pale bottom cheeks were spread and his puckered
bum hole clearly visible. Robert could feel cool air
aound his balls. His cock was very hard and throbbing.
A drop of clear liquid from the head dropped slowly to
the cushion below, trailing a long tendril.

Vanessa savoured the lewd position. She touched the cane
to his unprotected buttocks then slid it down so the cane
tip ran over his scrotal sac then rested against his erect
penis. Robert's head rested on the cushion. He could feel
the cool rattan against his young cock. He wished she
would move the horrid thing away.
"Arch your back" she ordered. "Stick that bottom out".
Robert never felt so exposed and helpless.
Vanessa now moved away. She whipped the cane though the
air, marvelling at the sound. She tried a practice stroke,
aiming at a cushion. It was wide of the mark. She tried
again with more success. She repeated the process,
whipping the cushion. Satisfied, she stood next to Robert.

"You will learn not to peek up girl's skirts" she
said to him. "Naughty boys who do this get their bare
bums whacked with the cane."
Robert's stomach had churned as he heard the sound of the
cane impacts on the cushion. Then he felt the cruel rattan on
his bottom cheeks. He clenched his buttocks in
anticipation. She continued to berate him.
"This will teach you to look up girl's skirts"
The teenage girl raised the cane and brought
it down sharply with an audible 'swoosh'. It impacted the
boy's lower bottom with a loud 'whup'. Robert gasped as
the searing pain shot though his behind. Vanessa watched
as a red weal appeared. The boy shook his bottom, the flesh
wriggling. She unashamedly stared at his exposed genitals,
watching as his cock and balls jiggled. She rested the cane
tip against the underside of his scrotum and waited.

The naked schoolboy closed his eyes. He could feel the
burning stripe on his lower bum cheeks and this contrasted
with the ominous feel of the rattan cane on his ball sack.
A second drop of clear fluid dripped down to the cushion.
His cock began to droop, the foreskin riding upwards.
He heard the 'whoosh' as the cane moved again then the
'whup' of the second stroke's impact. She had struck almost
at the same place and the sharp pain took his breath away.
He reached behind with both hands and grasped his damaged
bottom cheeks. His eyes filled with tears and he began to
sob quietly.

Vanessa tapped his hands with the cane. "One more stroke"
"Get back in position". Tears now stained the cushion as
he continued to sob. She had felt a thrill of excitement
at seeing his tear stained face. She had power to inflict
real pain on this nude boy. She ran the cane tip along his
penis then into the spread crack between his bottom
cheeks. She raised the cane again and forcefully whipped
it down onto the unprotected flesh. The boy cried out,
reaching behind again to gingerly squeeze his rump.
She watched him without sympathy. "I hope this was a
lesson for you" "You must learn to respect females."
She walked off. "You can dress now".

Vanessa returned the cane to its position in the
bedroom closet. She returned to see the boy pulling on
his tee shirt. He sat down, sniffling, wiping away
the tears from his cheeks. She sat down, her panties wet
from her arousal. Robert shifted uncomfortably, trying
to find a position that did not aggravate his burning
rump. She smiled at his predicament.
The remaining time passed uneventfully. Miss Harris
returned and thanked Vanessa for her help. The teenager
did not bother to tell her teacher that she had
disciplined the boy. She doubted he would volunteer the
information either.
Robert's mother arrived soon after and he walked over
to his house, still a bit subdued.

He went to his room and pulled down his shorts before
the mirror, inspecting the damage. The welts ran
diagonally, towards the lower right cheek. Two had
crossed one another and the intersection was darkly
bruised. He lay in his own bed, on his stomach, his
backside aching. He soon drifted off to sleep.

To be continued...