THE PAST ADVENTURES OF ROGER CHAPPY

WAR DAYS We were evacuated from our West London home in 1942. It was very upsetting for me and my two sisters because they couldn`t keep us together so because I was 13 years old I had to go to a Lady in Dorset, and they went to Sussex. When I arrived I was greeted at the railway station by a Mrs Gener, she was a large lady, that looked like she was going to fall flat on her face at any moment, due to the size of her bosoms. She was wearing a plain grey skirt and top, tan stockings, white blouse and black flat shoes. I studied her closely, she had grey hair and was about 60 years of age. I was going to have to live with this woman maybe forever, “Hello young Roger Chappy” I must have been daydreaming because she was talking to me and looking straight at me, “Oh hello, you must be Mrs Gener” I replied timidly. We had to wait for a bus to take us out into the country to her house, it was a little cottage with only one bedroom, but apparently she had offered to take in a single boy, to help the war effort or something. “Where will I sleep” I asked hesitantly, she then told me I would have to sleep on the floor with just a blanket and a pillow at the bottom of her bed. I immediately said “I`m not sleeping on the floor, I`ll get into bed with you Mrs” WHACK!WHACK! I was immediately belted around the head by her hard hand, “You impudent little boy, how dare you suggest sleeping with me, I`m going to have to teach you some manners my lad, and we`ll start by you getting across my lap now” I couldn`t believe it, maybe this was how they lived out here in the country, I began to cry for my Mummy and Sisters, “Stop that weeping you little sissy, now get over my lap this instant”. I layed across her two closed thighs, and froze as I felt her undoing my shorts, then she pulled them down to my knees along with my underpants, I tried to struggle but she was too strong. I felt very vulnerable as I lay there, she started to stroke my buttocks sliding her fingers down between my legs and rubbing me, I was almost starting to enjoy it until SLAP!...SLAP!....SLAP!....her hand felt like iron as it contacted my smooth untouched skin....SLAP!....SLAP!....SLAP!....my buttocks were now on fire “Please stop Mrs Gener, I promise I will be good” but it was no good, she was actually enjoying this, living alone for so long must have made her sadistic, and I guessed she liked to punish young boys, trust me to be landed with probably the only sadist in Dorset. My cheeks were now burning like I had never felt before, SLAP!....SLAP!....SLAP!....”You horrible little boy, you think you can come to my house and be naughty, well I`ll show you, you little shit!...SLAP!...SLAP!...SLAP!....Was ever going to stop. Well it did after a good 30 minutes of brutality, I was then shut in a dark understair cupboard, where I fell asleep, just pleased the spanking was over. I must have been asleep for ages, because when she let me out it was dark outside. She gave me some dinner and then some hot cocoa, which I loved. She even let me sit on her knee, although my arse felt terrible so I just sat down very gently, but nevertheless it was nice to be held by a woman, especially as I was feeling so lost without my Mum or Sisters to cuddle. As I sat with her listening to the wireless, I felt her hand moving up the inside of my thigh and into my large shorts, oh god! she was now touching my willy, I closed my eyes and pretended it wasn`t happening, knowone had touched me there before, only me when masturbating. Her old hand was now wanking my erect cock very fast and hard, “Do you like me playing with your little pecker Roger, does it feel good” I wasn`t sure what to say so I said “Oh Yes! Mrs Gener it feels great” Her voice immediately changed into a shout “Get off of me, you little pervert, you have obviously learnt nothing from your spanking, how dare you enjoy someone touching your privates, you are disgusting, now take off all of your clothes immediately” I just didn`t know what was happening, one minute she was being nice and now she wanted to spank me again, I just couldn`t win. I now stood in front of her completely naked and very embarrassed, she pulled my hands away from my privates, and took hold of my willy and continued to wank it up and down roughly, “you have a good weapon for someone so young, it`s a shame you have the manners of a sewer rat, now turn around and face the wall, put both hands on the wall and open your legs, I felt really vulnerable now spreadeagled against the wall and completely naked, my willy was now hard and standing up proud against the wall also, it felt really strange like it was enjoying all this degradation, it even pumped a couple of times and felt really nice, like when I was pulling it and spurting out all the white stuff......SWISH!...SWISH!....SWISH!...she now had a wicker cane, and believe me this hurt twice as much as the spanking....SWISH!....SWISH!....SWISH!....across both buttocks at once, it felt like a red hot whip across my fair skin, how could she be so nasty, I didn`t deserve this...SWISH!...SWISH!....SWISH!......I was struggling to remain standing “Now pull your pecker for me Roger, go on, do as I say NOW!...SWISH! I grabbed hold of it and wanked “Tell me when you are going to discharge all your horrible white stuff”..SWISH!...SWISH!.....”Now!..Now!...I`m coming, I`m coming...” my spunk shot out against the wall just as SWISH!...SWISH!....SWISH!...That feeling I will never forget, the pain and the joy mixed together, as my hand clenched my willy strongly and pumped out the come, just as the cane came across my red hot buttocks, it was unbelievable, and even to-day I can still feel it, like it was yesterday. THE END