Chapter 2. First punishment
"Get those clothes off," ordered Roger as he ushered Geegee into the kitchen.
"What!"
"Get those wet things off and be quick about it."
"You can't order me to do that."
"I can and I have. And it doesn't take an Einstein brain to work out what will
happen if you don't. I suggest you don't try to make me any angrier. I would
have been out for your guts if I had found that box missing. It is of great
sentimental value. My first recognition as an author and I would have been loath
to lose it."
"Yeah, yeah. I get the message. Either I co-operate or I get a room for the
night in a cell. What will I get here? A spanking? A fuck? A night in your bed?
A...."
"And nothing more on your police record and no violation of your probation,"
interrupted Roger, "No, I shall want more than that. You have to accept the
housekeeper's job on my terms and conditions for at least a month. Now get out
of those wet clothes while I get a towel."
"Sod you! Bastard!" Geegee spat at him.
When Roger returned she was down to her bra and knickers. For a few moments her
admired her full figure before unhooking the bra and starting to towel her body
dry. "You're certainly a well built girl," he remarked, "But it does look as if
you need a good meal or two from the way your ribs are showing. Reaching to her
waist he slid her knickers down. Geegee didn't resist as he knelt and dried her
lower half although she knew he could see her pubic area. She even became a
little moist when he dried between her legs.
"Getting off on doing this are you?" she enquired sarcastically. "It this why
you picked me up?"
"You don't seem to be objecting or even embarrassed."
"You're not the first by a long way even though for a few more months more I'm
still only sixteen. You going to rape me now?"
"No, and you will be well advised to keep your tongue under control. You will
find out shortly what I am going to do. For now, hang your wet things on the
clothes horse and put them around the stove to dry and I'll find a dressing gown
and a pair of moccasins, then I'll cook something for you. I ate at Tesco's.
Afterwards I'll consider you are in my employ or in my charge and go through
what you are going to be doing during your stay here and how I expect you to
behave and what you can expect if you don't. I won't tolerate thieving."
Roger fried up some eggs and bacon with left-over potatoes and made a reasonable
meal which Geegee readily consumed and afterwards took tea and cake into the
lounge. One end of the room was still piled with stuff left by the previous
occupant and yet to be sorted but the settee was clear and a portable electric
heater stood in the hearth. Settling into the settee but keeping apart, Roger
asked why she was living rough and not at home.
"Another bloody counseling session I suppose but you may as well know. When I
left school my mother gave me six months to find a job and leave the house.
She'd wanted me out of the way for a long while so she could carry on with her
whoring sideline."
"What about your father?"
"I can just about remember him."
"Did anyone ever give you a good hiding when you did wrong?"
"Nah. Mum wouldn't dare cuz she's smaller than me and she knows I could knock
the shit out of her. She sometimes bitches about what I get up to but I clout
her and she shuts up."
"How come you got thrown out then?"
"She took in a boyfriend and he threw me out."
By now the tea and cake was finished and they sat facing each other. Geegee
trying to look brave; Roger trying to find the best form of words for what he
had to say.
"Geegee, the time has come..."
"The Walrus said," mocked Geegee laughing.
Roger was not amused and his anger rose. Without another word he pulled the girl
over the arm of the settee and used the belt from her robe to tie her hands to
one of the legs. Removing his own belt he placed the girl's legs over his lap
and proceeded to strap Geegee's bare arse hard and fast.
"Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!" The belt sang its painful
song accompanied by descant screams and wails from its recipient. Geegee
struggled and tried to kick but Roger was far too strong. His left arm encircled
her legs around the knees while his right laid the belt firmly across the plump
arse on his lap.
"Scream as much as you like Geegee. No one is likely to hear." Roger ignored the
obscenities, threats and finally pleas from the girl laying across him. Her bum
cheeks at first rosy red were now turning fiery and purple but he didn't let up
until her screams had turned just to loud sobbing. He hadn't hit with all his
full force but the strapping had been prolonged and she would feel it for the
next few days. Putting the belt down he continued to hold the tormented girl
until her writhing ceased and her sobbing had eased. Bending he gently kissed
each hot arse cheek as his hard cock pressed painfully inside his trousers into
her crotch area. Dearly he would have loved to have opened her thighs and rammed
it into her cunt but for now he decided it would be wise to hold himself in
check.
"You sod, you bloody sod!" Geegee had begun to get her voice under control.
"Think on what you say, Geegee. I can very easily repeat the punishment if that
is what you want."
"No! No please no more. Let me go. Please, Roger, please."
"I am not going to let you go if by that you mean allowing you to leave the
house but I will release your hands. That punishment was just for stealing my
stuff." Roger slowly released her hands which immediately went to the bottom and
gently started to massage it. Allowing her a few minutes to recover, Roger
ordered her to kneel in front of him. Carefully she did so. Tears still streamed
down her cheeks.
"It would have been better if you had taken me to the police...."
"No, Gee, not in the long run. Had I done that you would have stolen from other
people because you would have had no job, no money, no food and no home. Here
you have most of those things and...."
"And a sodding sore arse!"
"Yes, and that may not be the only time your arse is sore. It all depends on
you. That is the first stage of your training and you had better believe me when
I say I am quite willing to whip or cane your arse in the future if you don't
make a real effort with your work here. You may not have wanted this job but
you've got it and you are going to do the very best you can. Understand?"
"Not really. How can you force a person to stay and work for you under these
conditions. Are you going to put a ball and chain on my legs?"
"That's not a bad idea." Roger was now smiling, "But I hope that isn't
necessary. I may have to hobble you or tie you when I am not around for the
first few days but after that I will start to trust you to stay. You may not
find the work as dull as perhaps you imagine." For the next half an hour Roger
went on to explain the duties he expected Geegee to perform. "I know you are
unfamiliar with most of these jobs but I will show you and if you make a real
effort any mistakes will not be punished. However, if you deliberately try and
disobey or skive or steal, then expect more of the belt and not just on your
arse either."
Geegee kept moving to try and ease her arse and asked a few questions concerning
what she would be doing and what he expected of her. Finally she asked what had
been on her mind for some time. "Where will I sleep. I couldn't sleep in that
dirty room you showed us. What about the bedroom next to yours?"
"I know the housekeeper's room is not ready. I didn't expect anyone to be able
to come and live in for a fortnight at least. You can use the bedroom next to
mine but the connecting door doesn't lock and for the first few days I will have
to fasten you to the bed. I'm also a horny young man so ...."
Geegee whispered, "I can see that." Her eyes went to the bulge in his trousers.
"It looks to me as if you just wanted to thrash me so you force me into fucking.
So you could rape me. You s...." She stopped before saying "sod".
"I shan't rape you Gee. You will have to agree to any fucking but you may
actually find it better in my bed anyway," Roger went on, "The sheets are aired
and the mattress is softer. And I may be able to comfort you."
"So your cock gets better access to my cunt."
"Of course. Now I think it would be a good idea if you had a bath. No shower in
this place as yet. Just an old fashioned iron bath but the old coal stove in the
kitchen does get the water real hot."
The large Victorian bathroom seemed just as decrepit as the rest of the house to
Gee. Its white tiled walls and black and white chequered lino on the floor, the
mahogany seated toilet with its rusting cistern above and a chain with its
porcelain pull handle were all reminiscent of a past era. An era Gee was totally
unfamiliar with. She stared at the frost patterned glass in the window and
looked round. Below the window stood a large somewhat stained sink. The bath
stood on the other side away from the wall so there was space to walk all the
way round it. In its time it must have been expensive but now the brass taps
were going green, and there were turquoise stains where water had dripped on the
enamel. Even the ornate dolphin feet were covered with grime. Roger had cleaned
the worst of the mess from the inside so he could use it but hadn't yet got
round to giving it a proper clean. "God, this place looks like a museum," Gee
remarked.
As he had said, the water came out very hot and needed plenty of cold to get the
temperature comfortable. "It's probably better if you kneel rather than sit,"
Roger advised her as he removed her robe.
"You aren't going to watch while I bathe are you?" Geegee suspected the answer
before she asked but was surprised when he said, "No, .... I'm going to bathe
with you!"
Just the touch of the warm water on her sore flesh made Geegee cry out when her
arse first entered it but gradually the pain eased as she lowered herself
further. Roger undressed and placed his clothes on the nearby cork topped stool.
Out of the corner of her eyes, Geegee watched to see what his body would be
like. "Not bad," she thought and then, "Oh my God," when he lowered his
trousers. Even when only half hard, it was much larger than any she'd seen or
had previously. She continued to slyly observe him as he lifted the mahogany
seat, peed, then pulled on the porcelain knob. The loud clonking clunk of the
cast iron bell inside the cistern caused her to jump and the water cascading
down the pipe made her realise she needed to pee too. "This place is a sodding
museum," she muttered, for the second time, "They probably had a more modern
shithouse in the Ark!".
As Roger climbed in the bath and sat in front of Geegee his cock almost brushed
her face. "You can have a good look," he said, "We're going to be living and
sleeping together for a month so we might as well get used to each other's
body's from the start. Now lean forward and hold the side of the bath while I
soap and wash your back."
As she leaned forward, her face again almost touched his cock. She could clearly
see its red head and smell its distinct aroma. "Will he want me to suck it? Will
he make me?" she wondered but he didn't force her. Methodically and almost
clinically he washed her back and then her front. Geegee just held on to the
bath not wanting to sit on her sore bum.
Later, as they sat in their dressing gowns drinking hot chocolate and making
'fire toast' in front of the kitchen stove, Geegee kneeling with two cushions
under her backside, she tentatively asked, "Roger? What do you really want me
here for? I'm not daft although I might not have any exam qualifications. I've
lived in the real world, been with men and they all want something, usually it's
sex but few want to give anything in return. You don't want me as a housekeeper
that's for sure."
"Well, I really did want a housekeeper and still do. I can't get this place in
any sort of order on my own and still find time to write. Then when you knocked
at the door, I first thought I wouldn't mind her in my bed so yes, I would like
to have sex with you. You're young and attractive, and have a spark of life in
you. I like that too. Then as we chatted over lunch I began to wonder if you
couldn't become a character in a new novel. I write horror fiction...."
"And you thought I was something horrible! Thanks a lot!" Geegee interrupted
sounding annoyed. "If you ask me I should have thought Mrs. Bagshaw would have
made a better horror character!"
"No, no, no Gee. In horror stories you need sweet innocence up against fiendish
ogres. You, I know, are not that innocent and I am not an ogre although you
might think so at the moment but the setting here is pretty spooky and old so I
can easily alter the time period to the days when the evil squire held sway over
those around him."
"Like you have over me now! Staying with you is just the lesser of two evils."
"No! Staying with me may be more painful in the short term but it would be more
evil to let you go and hurt other people and perhaps destroy their lives."
"Yeah, yeah, I heard the sob tales before."
Roger had a small fan heater going in the bedroom to raise the temperature a
little. There was no central heating in the old house. Geegee winced a little as
she got in the bed and pulled up the blanket and duvet while Roger turned off
the heater. "At least this is more comfortable than the shelter," she remarked,
"But I don't know if I shall feel comfortable with your weight on top of me."
"That you are about to find out." Roger pushed open her legs and massaged her
cunt. Despite herself, Geegee responded and became very wet. Roger's prick was
now fully engorged as he pressed it to her vaginal opening.
"Please take it easy," whispered Geegee, "I've not had one that big. I lied
earlier. I haven't been fucked many times before. I am almost innocent in that
respect."
Roger did as she requested until he was fully in and the lubrication from his
pre-cum and her juices allowed him to fuck her hard. He knew part of her groans
were from the punishment her sore arse was taking but the other part was from
pleasure. She cried out as her climax reached it peak and soon after Roger
withdrew immediately releasing a copious amount sperm on to her belly. "I'd
better get a supply of condoms in the morning," he thought as he reached for a
tissue, "And perhaps get her on the pill."
"I thought you would rape me," Geegee muttered, "And I sodding was right."
Roger kissed her. "You enjoyed that too so don't lie to me." He gave her arse
cheeks a squeeze to emphasise his point then cuddled her close. For a while they
both lay quiet bodies pressed together while the remainder of his sperm dried on
both of them. Both lay awake, both wondering what the future would hold for
them.
