ROSIE PAYS FOR A CHRISTMAS PRESENT

BY PENT

I only saw the van outside our cottage after I'd walked up from
the road. It was parked where everyone else does, behind the fir
trees, beside the notice that Mom had put up:

If a car is already here, please return later or phone. 
Clients must not to be disturbed during a fitting.
Thank you. 
Anne Sinclair, Dressmaker.

So with the van there, I expected to have the kitchen to myself,
but I opened the door and Mom greeted me:

"You're back late from school! What kept you, Rosie love? This is
Ted who used to be a school teacher in Africa!

"He's a repair man now and come to fix our TV"

I looked at the pleasant-faced wiry man:

"Hi Ted! I'm Rose! Maybe you can help me with my holiday homework
later?" as I gave him an 'I-know-I'm-fresh' look.

"Glad to meet you, Rose, I'm sure! What's your homework?", and he
grinned back at me.

"Why did the Germans lose World War One? I'll have to get books
out of the village library and spend hours reading!"

"You need to know about why the Schlieffen Plan failed, Rose.
It's all on the web."

"Thanks Ted! Maybe you can tell me about it when you've
finished?"

I dumped my school bag beside the table with Mom's sewing machine
on it, and I saw Mom had put the one good light near the TV to
help Ted with his repairs. Then I went off to the bathroom.

I'd just got my kilt back down again when the shouting started,
and I went back quick to the kitchen.

"What do you mean, you haven't got any money?"

The bright light by the TV had been switched off and Ted was
storming away in the dimly lit kitchen:

"The total is a hundred and fifty three dollars and thirty two
cents. You're worse than any bare-bottomed native in the African
jungle! D'you think I'm going to give you a new television tube
and my time to come all the way from the town out here into the
boondocks and make it work right, without being paid?!" and he
was hopping mad.

"Now you don't need to be like that Ted! Money isn't the only
thing in life. A man like you needs other things too, and young
Rosie here has promised me she will give you a lovely time that
you will never forget. She's still a virgin, and you'll be her
very first man."

This is what Mom and I had planned: I wanted to make the repair
of the TV a present to Mom for Christmas. She works so hard all
the year with making dresses and stuff, and I do almost nothing
to help with the money.

"Rose is a nice enough girl - but she hasn't got much of a
figure, has she?!" and it's true that I'm tall for twelve, and
thin with it (which is why I am good at basketball!)

A friend at school told me she had let a washing-machine repair
man have sex with her, instead of her mom paying money for his
work. It had seemed such a good idea to say: "Rosie will make it
up to you" to the TV repair man when it came time to pay. But it
didn't look now as if it was going to work. Maybe my friend was
more attractive to men than me?!

"She's got a nice bottom Ted! Turn round Rosie and show yourself
to him."

I turned round, trying hard to smile over my shoulder at Ted, and
Mom lifted the back of my school kilt. I'd left my panties off,
like we'd planned. My hips were narrow but my bottom stood out,
firm and round, and I bent my back a bit to make it stick out
even more, smooth and inviting, and turned it slowly side to
side.

Ted's eyes became glued straight away to my smooth round cheeks
in the dim light with not much more than the blaze of the wood
fire in the hearth for him to see me by, and Mom walked quick as
a cat to the bedroom door and opened it for Ted to see inside:

"You'll be completely private in there. There's bolts on the door
and thick curtains on the window so no one will ever know what
you and she do in there together."

"You've done me wrong, both of you. I planned to go home with
money in my pocket tonight. Where's the switch you use to punish
her?"

Mom gets the stick from corner:

"Here! This is the switch and it makes her cry loud enough!"

"That's not a man's switch: it could easy break. Have you got
others?"

"Yes, I've a couple more here" and Mom gives them to him.

"I'm not going to take Rose's cherry and spoil her chances for
marrying, but I want you to make her squeaky-clean. So start by
cleaning inside her bottom with warm water.

"Have you got a vaginal douche with a thick tube on it to slide
up into her, and wash her out properly?" and Mom nods.

"After you've cleaned her insides, I want you to wash all round
her hips with soap and water, so she smells sweet and lovely.

"I like her kilt and blouse so leave those on. But have her take
everything else off. "And I don't want her trying to change her
mind half way through, so put a clean sheet on the bed, lay her
face-down on that, and tie her wrists and ankles to the bedposts.

"And leave a gag for me to tie in her mouth in case she's a baby
about screaming when I punish her with the switch on her bare
bottom.

"I don't like being paid this way, but if it's all you are
offering, I'll have your young Rosie in there with me for an hour
or so, and punish her properly.

"I'll sit and watch the TV that I have just repaired, until she
is tied down to the bed and you say she is ready for me. And I'd
like to have a bottle of beer to drink while I'm waiting. Thank
you!

"Are you both happy with this? I can take the new bits out of the
TV again, and just go away, if you want?!"

"No! Don't do that Ted!" I said quickly, "I want the TV repair to
be my Christmas present to Mom", and I went off quickly to the
bathroom before he could change his mind, to get ready like he'd
said, and Mom followed me.

But as soon as the bathroom door closed behind us:

"Mom, I'm beginning to get scared. I'm going to be tied down to
the bed and the door locked so I am completely helpless and alone
with a man who is really mad at us both.

"He's used to caning children in the African jungle, and he will
be beating me as hard as he likes with wood switches on my bare
bottom.

"There'll be nothing to stop him hurting me really bad. Mom, I'm
not sure I'll be safe?!"

My knees knocked together in panic, thinking of the thrashing
this angry man was about to give me, with the switches cutting
deep into the flesh of my tender young bottom and blood
everywhere.

My bottom lip was quivering like a jelly – I just couldn't stop
it!

"You got to decide for yourself, Rose love. If you don't want to
risk it, he will leave us with the TV not working, and it will
probably never work ever again!

"But you're right: Once he has bolted the bedroom door with you
and him in there together, he can beat you as hard as he likes. I
won't be able to stop him, whatever he does to you!

"There's one thing, though: Do you remember he said he wasn't
going to spoil your chances for marrying? Well, apart from
anything else, that means he's not going to cause you any
permanent harm, Rosie love."

"Well . . . I guess you're right, Mom. And I suppose the pain
will wear off before I go to back to school again.

"I'll do it Mom!"

I tried to hide my shaky voice: I didn't want to show Mom that I
was really scared about the angry beating my bare bottom was
going to be given with those thin wood switches.

"Good girl! Thank you Rosie love! It's a lovely present you are
giving us both, and just in time to completely change the kind of
Christmas we are going to have," and Mom gave me a big hug and a
kiss.

"Now I have to squirt warm water up into your bottom, Rosie love,
and I'm going to use my douche to do it . . . There, it's full of
water now, and the next thing is to slide the thick tube up into
your bottom.

"I'll make you slippery inside with this hand cream," and Mom put
some on her finger and tasted it.

"Mmmmm. Tastes good!" which seemed an odd thing to say.

"Now I'll make the inside of your bottom slippery with the hand
cream and that will let the thick tube of the douche slide up
into you real easy, Rose love, so bend over the bath for me"

Mom used the cream on her finger and moved it around while she
pressed against my rosebud until it slowly began to slide up into
my bottom.

Then she pulled her finger out and put hand cream on the tube of
the douche, and wiggled that around against my rosebud until the
tube slid slowly up into my bottom, just like her finger had
done.

She told me to be ready for the first squirt of water and I felt
it nice and warm as it slowly went up inside my bottom.

"Hold the water in you, Rosie love, and I'll fill the bulb
again."

It was hard to hold the water in me after she had pulled out the
tube, but I managed. The next squirt of warm water made my bottom
really full and I told Mon that was all I could take.

"Right, then. Walk slowly over to the toilet while I hold the
bulb in place . . Now bend your legs until you are nearly down on
the seat . . . And I pull it out . . . and the water comes
rushing out of your bottom.

"When you think all the water is out, dab your bottom and let me
see the paper"

We did this five or six times until the paper was clean when I
dabbed myself, then a few more times more after that.

After that Mom took a face cloth and washed my bottom all over
and underneath with perfumed soap, then she rinsed me off and
dried me carefully.

We went through into the bedroom and Mom put a clean sheet over
the bed then told me to take off my shoes and socks and bra so I
had nothing on me except my blouse and kilt.

I climbed up onto the bed and layed myself face down, and Mom
used some men's neck ties to fasten my wrists and ankles to the
bedposts.

I was getting more and more nervous and trembly all the time as I
was lying there, unable to move and completely helpless while Mom
called to Ted.

She had left a cloth the size of a table napkin beside me and
said to Ted: "There's the gag, if you really have to use one.
Thank you for doing this, Rosie love", and she kissed me on the
cheek.

As she was going out the door, Ted brought in his toolbox and
plunked it down in a corner: "Just so I know where that is!", and
said:

"Keep the TV playing loud please Ma'am: I don't want you worried
with hearing every time the stick smacks into your young
daughter's tender little bottom!"

I was really frightened now, sweating and shaking like a leaf!

After Mom had left the room I heard Ted use the two bolts to
fasten the thick door, and Mom had the TV on loud enough that we
could hear it.

Ted went over and checked the curtains were really closed, then
he came back to where I was, tied down to the big bed and said:

"Lift your middle up – I'm going to push a pillow under you. And
again! There, your bottom is nicely up in the air now ready for
me to thrash."

I was terrified, now that the time had really come when he was
going to use his strong right arm with the wood switch to beat my
bare bottom as hard as he felt like, as punishment for not paying
him.

He stood at the top of the bed so I could see him as took off his
jacket and rolled up the sleeves on his muscular arms.

"Now young Rose! Time for the switch!"

And I said with my voice all shaky:

"Not too hard please Ted?"

"A hundred and fifty dollars hard, young Rose.

"Unless you want me to untie your hands and wrists from the
bedposts and take the new parts back out of your television set,
and leave now?"

"No! Don't do that! Please! I'd rather you beat me with the
switch!"

Then Ted lifted the back of the kilt from my bottom and ran his
hands over my smooth round cheeks, which stood up firm and proud.

"You'd rather I beat you Rose? Good! Because I'm feeling now so I
really will enjoy beating your lovely round bottom, young Rose,
so I make you squerm and wriggle enough with pain to make up for
not paying me.

"You have a firm round bottom that just asks to be beaten, you
know Rose!

"I'm going to start light and get harder and harder. You will be
able to take a more severe beating that way."

The first stroke of the switch wasn't even as hard as when Mom
uses it on me.

"This doesn't give me any pleasure, Rose!" Ted said, then:

CRACK!

"I don't know what you think I'm going to use to buy food!"

CRACK!

"Punishing you doesn't pay my rent!"

CRACK!

The cuts of the switch were beginning to get harder already, and
he talked on and on like this between the strokes of the switch
on my poor bottom, but he used his hand to rub my sore cheeks
after each blow with the cane, saying:

"I'll rub your cheeks to disperse the bruises. We don't want your
bottom looking black and bruised after this, Rose! People at
school might not believe when you say they were made by your Mom,
and we don't want that, do we?"

I was gasping after each stroke of the switch and tears were soon
pouring down my face, but I was trying not to make a lot of noise
in case he tied the gag tight in my mouth.

I squermed and wriggled my bottom all over the place after each
stroke, and that seemed to take away the pain a bit, and he was
taking longer and longer to massage the cheeks of my aching
bottom between his strokes with the switch, and that felt nice.

As the cuts of the switch got harder a cry of pain began to
escape me with each one as he thwacked it down on my poor bottom
while I was held firmly in place with my wrists and ankles tied
to the bedposts so there was no way for me to escape the
punishment, wriggle and squerm as hard as I liked . . .

Ted must have given me about thirty of those painful strokes with
switch, when he said:

"I am waiting to hear you say you are sorry that you are not able
to pay me what you owe for repairing your television Rosie, but
I've heard nothing at all from you so far!"

"Oh! Ted, I'm sorry! I am sorry!! It was real mean of us and I'm
very very sorry we have no money to give you Ted!!!"

"I am glad to hear you say that, Rose. That's enough with the
switch then -enough while you're face-down on the bed anyhow,
Rose."

I just lay there stunned and sore and it was a bit before I could
stop crying from the pain and the humiliation of being tied down
and helpless while a complete stranger was beating my bare
bottom.

I was still sobbing in my misery when I saw Ted take his shirt
off before he lay down below me on the bed and I wondered what he
was going to do to punish me next.

"Shush Rosie! I'm going to sooth your painful weals" and I felt
his warm wet tongue gently licking the cheeks of my bottom!

He used his tongue very softly at first and I could feel him
soothing the bruises that he had made with the switch.

No one had ever licked my bottom before, and it felt strangely
lovely, through the stinging pain of his beating!

Then Ted began to lick harder and his wet tongue was slipping
down between my cheeks and in and out. It was making me tingle
and I was getting really wet down there too.

Then he pressed his face hard down between the sore cheeks of my
firm round bottom and his tongue started to push right up into my
rosebud just a tiny bit at first but more and more each time that
he lifted his face then pushed it down hard into me again.

It felt gorgeous and I was soaking wet down there, and I knew
then why Mom had put some hand cream in her mouth and said:
"Mmmmm! It tastes good!" . . . She had guessed what Ted was going
to do to me!

And Ted had just told me: 'That's enough with the switch then',
so I had already paid for the hundred and fifty dollar repair
with the caning he'd just given me!

That's more than I could earn with boring baby-sitting every
night for a month, which no one round here wants me to do anyhow.

Ted seemed to go on for ages pushing his tongue up there between
the cheeks of my bottom and I couldn't keep myself from moaning
with pleasure: I liked it so much and I lifted my bottom up in
the air a bit more so his tongue would go further into me and Ted
slipped a hand under my clittie and began to rub me there.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! It was Lovvvvvvvely!

Then Ted started shoving with his jaws like a dog rootling into a
burrow for a rabbit: Thump . . . thump . . . thump . . . His
teeth were nibbling at my sore cheeks and hurting me, but he was
giving me a wild exciting feel too, right inside me.

Then something strange started to happen to me and I was jerking
like I once saw an epileptic girl at school but it was lovely and
I didn't know or care what was happening to me as Ted pushed his
tongue into me harder and harder while he nibbled and pushed his
face up into my bottom and rubbed on my clittie until suddenly I
just didn't know anything any more.

I must have gone unconscious, because next thing I was waking up
and I was feeling relaxed and drowsy but I could hear and see
again.

"Ted, I need a pee. There's a potty under the bed and I need to
use it."

"I'll let you up, Rose, so you can have your pee," and he started
to undo the men's neck ties that bound me to the bedposts.

But the first one he undid, he tied round my neck, and the second
one he tied to that. By the third one, I was like an animal on a
tether. As Ted untied the last one, I asked:

"What are you doing Ted? You've got me tied like a dog on a
lead!"

"More like a slave girl in an African market!" he laughed. "Up
you get now and have your pee!"

I managed to slide off the bed without my sore bottom touching
it, and squatted over the potty from under the bed, and I had a
long one.

While I peed I asked:

"Ted what was the Schlieffen Plan that the Germans had, and what
went wrong with it?"

"The plan of Alfred von Schlieffen was for the German army to
copy the way that Hannibal conquered a huge Roman army in 216 BC,
so the Germans would capturer the whole of France in just forty
days. Trouble was that by 1914 von Schlieffen had retired and his
successor altered the plan.

"Now you tell me something about your school work Rosie: What are
you doing in math?"

"We've been doing algebra so far this year Ted and it's boring.
Our teacher goes too slow. I'm not sure she understands it too
well herself!"

"Right! Now stop trying to change the subject Rose. We are here
to punish you!" and grinned at me.

"Here, dry yourself with this." and he handed me a paper tissue
"Now, Rose, you are mine for another forty minutes still! I'll
tie your hands in front of you with the gag . . . and I'll make
sure your kilt is hitched up into your belt so everyone in the
African market can see the stripes on your bottom.

"Now walk in front of me so all the African men can see the
punishment I've given you on your lovely smooth bottom. And I'll
give you another stripe from time to time while you walk down
this nice long room in front of me," and he flicked my bottom
lightly with the switch.

I didn't like that at all. It was demeaning and I turned to
object, but he flicked the switch across the fronts of my thighs
and I turned my back to him again quickly, to 'walk through the
African market.'

I remembered the movie "Sinbad the Sailor" and men in African
clothes seemed to be standing watching me now, with their tongues
pushed out as though they wanted to go up into my bottom the way
Ted had done.

"Turn and go the other way, Rosie. I like seeing the stripes
across your cheeks as they move up and down when you walk!" and
Ted flicked my bottom again as I walked slowly down the long
bedroom.

The flick with the switch made me squerm all over the place and
he laughed like he enjoyed seeing me do that, so I wriggled my
bottom some more for him, and for the African men who were all
watching me in the slave market.

I always was a bit of a show-off!

"Now Rosie, still half an hour to go: Back on the bed again for
more punishment! But I want all your clothes off for this next
bit Rosie love"

I hadn't any shyness in front of Ted by this time and I took off
my kilt and blouse, which was all the clothes I had on. Ted
tugged playfully at the noose round my neck from across the bed
while he laughed, but I was feeling more sure of myself by now
and leaned away from him:

"Give a girl a chance, will you? Always rushing to spank me, Ted!

"You won't get a good price for this slave girl if you damage her
you know!"

He laughed some more at that:

"You can be sure I have no intention of parting with this slave
girl, Rosie love!"

I climbed back up on the bed again and lay face-down, completely
naked, and carefully arranged myself with the pillows under my
tummy and my bare bottom up in the air, the way it had been
before:

"Haven't I paid you enough yet for the repair, Ted?" and I felt
completely unprotected and awfully exposed to whatever he chose
to do to me, in spite of our joking around.

"Not nearly enough! And you're going to pay in a different way
now, Rosie. I don't think I need to tie you down again, do I? But
I want your legs spread wide apart like you had them before. I am
going to sooth the stripes on your soft white bottom another way
Rosie."

I did as he said and put my legs wide apart as I lay over the
pillows.

Then Ted sat beside me on the bed with a tube of Vaseline he'd
got from his toolbox, and he let me see as he put some of it on
one of his fingers, which he slid down between my cheeks and
pushed against my rosebud and he slithered his slippery finger
all around my lips down there and began to push it gently up into
my bottom.

"You really have a very nice firm bottom, Rosie. I'm not going to
punish you any more, I was just joking. I'm going to sooth your
sore cheeks so they don't burn so much. It may surprise you but
research has shown that the best way to soothe your cheeks after
a beating with the switch is to massage the inside of your bottom
like I am doing now which will relax the tensions in your muscles
. . ." and he went on talking to me quietly about things like
"and you can imagine the kind of research that went into getting
those results!" while he gently worked his slippery finger
further and further up inside my bottom.

It felt lovely!

Ted didn't push hard at all and it took forever before his finger
was right up inside my bottom. Then he began to move his finger
slowly out and back in again, out and back in again until it was
sliding in and out, slippery and easy and giving me the most
wonderful feelings down there.

"What's your favorite color, Rosie love?

"I like red, Ted. A dark red like you can get in wallflowers. Oh!
That's lovely!"

"And what candy do you like best, Rosie love?"

"I'm not really fond of sweet things, Ted. I like cheese more.
Can you slide your finger in any further?"

"Any particular preference in cheese, Rosie love? There's lots of
kinds!"

"I like the orange colored cheese that Mom gets from the
supermarket. I don't know if it's got a name?

"Do keep massaging me in there Ted! It's working and my bottom is
far less sore now!"

"Have you tried eating cheese with fruit, Rosie love?
Strawberries or slices of a ripe apple or pear all go well with
cheese!"

"No, I must try that. This feels really lovely Ted!"

And next thing he took his finger right out of my bottom and
reached over for the tube of Vaseline on the bed-side table next
to my head and he smeared lots of it onto his thumb.

Well, his thumb was much bigger and he had to start all over
again slowly pressing on the lips of my rosebud, and Ted was
asking me about what movie actors I liked best, and singers and
music and things, so I forgot all about what he was doing with
his thumb going slowly up inside my bottom because he was so
gentle with it.

Then I realized his huge slippery thumb was all the way into my
bottom and he was bending its joints and giving me lovely
feelings as his thumb slithered slowly up and down inside my
bottom.

"Tell me Rosie, who thought up the idea of saying you had no
money and you would make it up to me? Was it you or your Mom? I
am just curious to know."

"It was me Ted. Mom keeps telling me to spend all the time I can
with my school books so I will keep on doing well in the tests
instead of going out and earning some money so I wanted to give
my Mom a Christmas present by saving her a big expense and I
asked her to tell you to take me into the bedroom to pay for the
television repair. But I never dreamed it would be so much fun
with you Ted. This feels lovely!"

"You're a brave girl Rosie. You had no idea how hard I might have
beaten you! And you're very nice to your Mom too!" and Ted leaned
forward and kissed me long and slow on my lips.

"You're beginning to make me very fond of you, you know Rosie
love?!"

Tears suddenly came to my eyes for no reason, and Ted's thumb up
in my bottom felt so good.

"What does your Dad do, Rosie love? Is he away from home a lot?"

"I don't know who my father is Ted. I'm sure Mom knows but she
won't tell me anything about him. But this couldn't be lovelier,
what you are doing to me now Ted!"

Once Ted had managed to slide his big thumb right up into my
tight round bottom, he left it there all quiet without moving for
a time, then he began to move it slowly until it was sliding
easily, smooth and slippery in and out of my bottom.

I was loving it and cooing with delight while he massaged the
inside of my bottom like this. 'Punishments'? I would like to
have this kind of punishment every day!

"Right! I'm going to give you a real massage inside your bottom
now Rosie. This is what I have been preparing you for and making
you ready so you will really enjoy what I am going to do now."

Ted slid his thumb out of my bottom and stood up. Then he took
off the rest of his clothes, and I saw his huge thick thing
sticking out stiff in front of him.

"You've seen one of these before I'm sure Rosie and you will just
love it as I slide it slowly up into your bottom, now that you
all ready for me", and all the time he was talking he was
covering his monster of a stiff thing with Vaseline from the tube
he had put on the bed-side table, but I was frightened just
looking at his enormous thick thing sticking up in the air so
close to me.

"That's huge Ted! It can't possibly even start to go into me down
there! It'll just split me in two up the middle and the doctors
would have to try and sew me together again!"

"Trust me Rosie love! It will feel heavenly as it slides all the
way up into your lovely young bottom.

"There's an old saying: 'Long and thin goes too far in: It's
short and thick that does the trick!' And that's just what mine
is, Rosie love: Short and thick!"

"I'm scared Ted! You will stop straight away if I shout, won't
you Ted?!"

"Of course I will Rosie love, but I know you're going to love the
feeling as it slides slowly up into your sweet little bottom,
just like my thumb did . . . You'll see, Rosie love!"

Then Ted climbed onto the bed and layed his warm muscular body on
top of me with the round end of his stiff thing pressing up
between the cheeks of my bottom, against my rosebud.
He moved himself up a bit towards my head and his thing pressed
harder against me . . . then I felt my rosebud open and his stiff
slippery thing began to slide a little way up into my bottom.

It felt marvelous and I pushed myself back so it slowly went in a
bit further.

"Oh! Ted that's nice!"

Then Ted pulled it out a bit . . . and back in again, and a bit
further this time. "Slowly, Rosie, very slowly! It has to stretch
you as it goes in to make you wide enough to enter. So, very slow
and gradual, Rosie love! And you love the feel of my big slippery
thing as it slowly stretches your insides and slides up into your
bottom!"

We went on slowly like this with me helping him all the time and
telling him how nice it felt until Ted's rough hairy tummy was
pressing hard against the sore cheeks of my bottom and his huge
stiff thing was all the way up inside me as far as he could go.

"Mmmmmm! Ted that's gorgeous you being right up inside me. You
are lovely Ted."

I felt pain, from him pressing his hairy body with all his weight
down onto the sore welts where he had used the switch on my
bottom. But this pain was mixed with delirious pleasure from the
feeling of having my insides stretched so much, gently but firmly
by Ted's huge stiff penis, as he had ever so slowly slid its
whole slippery length right up into my bottom.

"Ted, that gives me a gorgeous feeling that goes right through me
all the way from head to toe, Ted. It's just lovely!"

"You're a dear sweet young girl, Rosie love! I am so glad you
asked to pay me in this way," and he kissed my face again.

"You bottom grips me wonderfully tight and I want you to stay
completely still for a minute, Rosie love, or I will lose
everything."

I wasn't sure what he meant, but I kept still and waited until he
moved first. After a bit:

"Let's change positions, Rosie love," and Ted lifted himself up
off my back.

"I'll lie on my back, flat on the bed, and you kneel facing my
feet with your knees each side of me and your rosebud right over
my stiff massage tool.

"Now you lower yourself slowly so my rampant penis slowly slides
all the way up into your bottom, my sweet young Rosie . . . . . .

"What I love to see is you moving up and down until the whole of
my rigid penis has slowly disappeared right up into your lovely
bottom and you have got all of me up there inside of you, Rosie
love.

"It's a sight I will never forget and I will remember you doing
this with your beautiful young bottom as long as I live, Rosie
love!

"That's absolutely wonderful, Rosie love! How does it feel to
you?"

"It's just lovely Ted as I feel your huge stiff thing stretching
my insides and it is sliding slowly up into me Ted!"

I used the muscles in my legs to raise my bottom a bit and his
stiff penis came back out most of the way, then I bent the angle
of my bottom a bit so Ted's huge stiff thing pressed forward hard
against the inside of my tummy, while I slowly lowered myself
again and his huge stiff penis gave me the most wonderful
feelings as it went slowly up into me, pressing hard against the
back of my clittie, it felt, as it went up into my bottom again
and again until it was all the way up inside me and I was
pressing right down with my bottom sitting on Ted's hairy tummy.

"Oh! Ted that feels soooooooooooooo good and your huge stiff
thing is further up into my bottom than ever before!!"

"Stop moving Rosie love! That feels wonderful for me too, but you
must not move for a minute while I cool off a bit or it will all
be over before you are ready Rosie love. Men get excited quicker
than girls, you know Rosie" and Ted's hands clasped my bottom
firmly to make sure I stayed still.

"It's wonderful to feel every inch of you up there inside my
bottom Ted, stretching my insides and completely filling me: I
love it!"

After a bit:

"Now shift around Rosie love and get your legs untangled so you
can stretch them out beside my legs, then lie back on my tummy,
Rosie love."

"Oh! It feels lovely with you inside me while I am moving around
Ted! It pushes you further than ever up into my bottom, Ted."
"You feel so good Rosie love, lying back on top of me. Give me
your hand . . . now push your fingers down into your tummy about
there . . . and you can feel my stiff thing right up inside your
tummy . . . and you can push it from side to side . . . while I'm
stroking your clittie at the same time."

"That's wonderful Ted! Oooh! Your stiff thing really does move
inside my tummy when I push it! Can you feel me doing that Ted?"

"I can feel your fingers pushing on my shaft, Rosie love. That's
really lovely!"

"Doesn't move much Ted, but it feels just wonderful inside me!"

I was in seventh heaven as Ted completely filled my bottom with
his stiff penis and me pushing it from side to side in my tummy
while Ted tickled my clittie and got me more and more excited.

I was beginning to tremble and jerk around again, just like
before, and I felt Ted starting to move his stiff penis in and
out of my bottom.

Soon I wasn't sure what was happening to me, then Ted's thing
started throbbing up there inside me and it felt like when Mom
was squirting warm water from her douche up there in my bottom
but it was Ted's huge stiff thing squirting instead and I got
more and more excited then my mind seemed to just go blank and I
don't know what happened next.

When I came back to this world again, Ted was lying beside me on
the bed.

"Did all of this hurt you, Rosie love? Or did you like some of
what we did together?

"You really hurt me with that switch Ted, but it was nice in a
funny sort of way. I've never had a father and you made me feel
as though you really cared about me, by the way you punished me
for being naughty. That was u nice of you Ted.

"The bit I liked best was when your huge warm stiff slippery
thing was first sliding slowly up into my bottom: it gave me a
gorgeous feeling that went right through me!

"Then I felt like I was in heaven when you got right up all the
way inside me and just stayed there for a long time with me lying
on my tummy and all your weight pressing down on top of me. You
completely filled me and it felt gorgeous.

"Then when you had me turn my back and sit down on your monster
cock and said you wanted to see your huge stiff thing
disappearing up into my bottom.

"It really was fun when I wriggled my bottom around so your
'stiff massage tool' pressed on different places inside my bottom
as I lifted myself and slid back along your slippery stiff thing
down onto you again! That gave me wild sensations!

"Then when I lay back on your hairy chest I could feel your big
stiff cock right up there inside me by pressing my fingers into
my tummy. It felt weird and lovely. So I just loved most of what
we did together Ted!

"Ted, did you do these things a lot with the schoolgirls when you
were a teacher in Africa Ted?"

"Only with one, Rosie love.

"After I'd been out in Africa a couple of years, running the
school for a mining company, a woman who worked in the offices of
the mine there died in a car accident and left a daughter of
eleven called Yasmine.

"She had nowhere to turn so I took her in 'to help my houseboy'
after school with the housework in my bungalow.

"Yasmine actually stayed with him in the kitchen to do her
homework after school and to eat.

"He had her help wash up the dinner dishes, then he came with
Yasmine when he checked with me in my study to ask if there was
anything else I wanted before he went home. Yasmine would stay
and liked to cuddle up to me, whatever I was doing in my study.

"But it wasn't long before I had to punish young Yasmine for
something she'd done wrong: left her shoes around on the floor of
my study again, or some other trivial thing that I used as an
excuse.

"I took Yasmine over my knee, lifted her cotton dress and pulled
down her panties, then spanked her on the bare bottom, which was
a most beautiful shape, with the typical Arab color of pale
coffee!

"I don't believe anyone had ever spanked Yasmine on her bare
bottom before in all her eleven years, and at first she lay over
my knees as if she was stunned.

"But then she began to squerm and her hoarse grunts told me the
same thing as her sparkling eyes and the patch of wetness where
her little cunnie rested on the leg of my trousers:

"The spanking was making dear young Yasmine highly excited!

"I cuddled her in my arms afterwards, with a hand gently fondling
her sore bottom to sooth her. After she fell sound asleep, I
placed her quietly in her bed for the night.

"I found other reasons and ways to punish Yasmine after that,
usually on a Friday night so any bruises had disappeared by
school on Monday.

"I think it was the whole ceremony of the punishment, as much as
the pain itself, that Yasmine enjoyed so much."

"Ted what ways of punishments did Yasmine find most exciting
Ted?"

"At first, Yasmine liked me to tie her face down, flat on the bed
with her hands and feet fastened to the bedposts, just like you
were today Rosie love, and I used a school switch on her
beautiful bare young bottom.

"But sometimes she suggested that I beat her while she was
standing naked with her wrists tied to a bar above her head so
she could dance around while I caned her bottom and put on a real
show of agony while I made out I was 'beating her unmercifully
like a slave girl who had misbehaved'.

"Other times she liked me to spank her bottom with my hand while
she was bent over the back of a padded armchair with her hands
and feet tied to its legs, "Like in an English girls' school" she
would say.

"Those were some of the ways I remember most."

"Ted what did you do afterwards 'to sooth her bottom' Ted?!

"Well I massaged her sore cheeks between each stroke of the
switch of course Rosie love, just as I did with you, while I
enjoyed fondling their exquisitely smooth softness.

"Then when I had finished caning her bottom I soothed her sore
cheeks some more in the same way I did with you Rosie love, by
sliding a slippery finger up inside her bottom and then my
rampant yard.

"And we did that, just like you and me, in different positions."

"Ted, do tell me which position Yasmine liked best Ted!"

"A way that Yasmine grew to really like was this: She kneeled
with her knees each side of me as I lay face-up flat on the bed,
and she faced towards me. She was facing the opposite way round
from how you were a little while ago!

"Yasmine would lower herself slowly down onto my stiff slippery
massage tool, then she leaned back towards my feet while she kept
my stiff erection sliding in and out of her bottom.

"This almost broke my rampant yard in two, of course, but I could
see it gave her wonderful feelings as my stiff ramrod pressed
against the inside of her tummy, at the front.

"She found that way excited her more quickly than anything else!

"But the way the Yasmine came to like best of all Rosie love, was
to bend her body like she was sitting up in bed, but was actually
lying on her side across the bed, so her lovely rosebud was
facing towards me as I stood beside the bed.

"Then I slid my rampant yard sloooooowly up into her bottom,
while she was fingering her clittie.

"As we both became more excited, my movements got faster and
faster until I was slamming my stiff yard really hard into her
bottom and she had to cling onto the bed frame to save herself
from being pushed bodily right across to the other side.

"She told me she loved feel of the hard jolt of my stiff penis as
it slammed up into her bottom.

"And she used to get so excited that she passed out as she came,
just like you did, Rosie love."

"Ted didn't anyone hear the noise of Yamine shouting as you did
these things to her Ted?"

"No Rosie love. The houseboy slept in a small house that was well
separated from mine.

"So Yasmine could make all the noise she liked, and she really
enjoyed shouting her head off sometimes, as though I was about to
kill her. She would cry out things like: 'Spare me master! Have
mercy on your young handmaid! I will never offend you again!
Please be gentle!' while she wriggled and squermed all over the
place, as far as her bonds would allow.

"Other times she would be shouting: 'Harder Ted! More! More!!
More!!!'

"Shouting seemed to make her enjoy the sex we were having
together even more."

"Ted, Yasmine was eleven when she first came to you, you said.

"How long did she stay with you? About a year, or was it longer?"

"Well I got a bad tropical fever and had to leave Africa and come
home. But before I left, I found a good husband for Yasmine,
which was easy as she was sixteen by that time and she had
learned how to read and write and do arithmetic and cook, and she
had a wonderful sense of fun too.

"And she was still a virgin in her cunnie of course.

"So you see I did these things with only one girl in all the
years I was out there in Africa. Can you forgive me for what I
did, Rosie love?"

"Dear Ted! You're so nice I can forgive you for anything!" and I
gave him a really loving kiss.

"Ted I would love it if you'd let me call you 'Uncle Ted', then
I'd feel you really liked me and weren't just using me to remind
you of Yasmine?!"

"Yes Rosie, I would like it very much if you call me Uncle Ted –
As long as you let me call you 'My dear niece, Rosie love'?
"But we must call each other these things only when we are alone
together – Never in a place where anyone else can hear!

"They might start to ask why you called me 'Uncle Ted', you see,
when they know we are not really related, and we wouldn't want
questions, would we?!"

"Thank you, my dear Uncle Ted!" and I kissed him long and
lovingly on his lips and my tongue pushing against his, and he
held me tight.

"Well Rosie love, but it is the custom for uncles in these parts
to have certain rights that they can demand of a lovely young
niece, Rosie: I am going to kiss your little titties, Rosie my
sweet, as I fondle your lovely soft round bottom."

It was the first I'd heard about 'uncles in these parts having
certain rights that they could demand from their lovely young
nieces' but Uncle Ted seemed to know all about it and he leaned
over me as I lay back on the bed, and began to kiss the little
mounds where my breasts are just starting.

Then Uncle Ted sucked hard on them and I felt his hand slide down
between my legs and his thumb was wriggling up into my bottom as
he started to make me all excited again.

I think Uncle Ted only wanted to show that as an Uncle he could
demand certain pleasures from me, his niece, because he did not
go on for long. He propped himself up on an elbow and started
talking:

"You're a sharp girl you know Rosie, and you might like me to
help you with your homework on a regular basis? I could come here
on Saturdays about four o'clock and teach you for an hour or two
each week?"

"Uncle Ted that would be wonderful. Could you really?! But how
could I ever pay you for tutoring me?"

"You could pay me the same way as today Rosie. I would need to
punish you with the switch on your bare bottom anyway, for all
the mistakes you made in the schoolwork you do for me. So I would
need to take you in here for an hour each time after we've
finished with teaching."

"Uncle Ted, that would be wonderful" and I was beginning to see
what he had in mind – every week!

"Do you have a computer here that's connected to the internet
Rosie?"

"I don't have a computer at home at all Uncle Ted. But there are
six at school and I've learned to use one for writing reports and
a teacher did once visit the school and he showed us all how to
search the web for information.

That was fun!"

"I'll lend you an old computer that I have, Rosie love, so you
can use it here all the time for homework. You can write your
reports on it and search for information and I can show you how
to get more than ten thousand books to read on the computer
without ever going to a library."

"Won't it cost us a lot to use this computer Uncle Ted?"

"Not a penny Rosie love! A local telephone number that I've kept
for back-up, will give your computer access to the internet."

"Uncle Ted this is like a key you are giving me to enter college!
You are so nice! I will so look forward to you coming every week
and me paying you for it afterward - every time." and I gave him
such a big hug.

"We will have to see if your Mom will agree of course. But I
think with your sharp mind you will be able to pass scholarship
exams that will pay for your college and you could be ready to go
there by the time you are sixteen, if your Mom will let me come
and tutor you each week."

"Uncle Ted, that would be just wonderful! I'd work very hard, I
really would!" and I hugged him as we lay there beside each
other, naked on the bed.

"Tell me Rosie love, I've been wondering about those hooks over
there in the ceiling: what are they used for?"

"That's where Mom pulls up a wooden rod with a curtain that gives
her clients privacy while they undress for a fitting."

"Think it might be used to hold your wrists in place Rosie love,
the way that young Yasmine liked? And what's those nice padded
armchairs doing in the corner, Rosie love?!"

"Mom brings her boyfriends in here to be private and they have a
comfy place to sit and talk. I stay by the phone in the kitchen
to take any calls and do my homework or watch TV."

"We need to talk to your Mom now Rosie love. She's 'Anne' isn't
she?

"Yes. But her friends call her Annie. And she will be ever so
glad at all the things that you are offering to do with me!"
I gave a naughty giggle and Uncle Ted grinned back at me.

"It's my turn now to need a piss, Rosie love, and I'll use the
same potty" which he did.

"Now I'll clean you up a bit Rosie love, and we'll get our
clothes back on."

Then he took Kleenex and gently rubbed between the cheeks of my
bottom before he helped me put on my kilt and blouse, and got
himself dressed again too.

Then Uncle Ted picked up his toolbox, unbolted the bedroom door,
gave me a long kiss and opened it, and Mom stood up from watching
TV.

"Rosie says I should call you 'Annie' ma'am, if that's all right?
Nice daughter you have, Annie, and sharp too.

"I would enjoy helping her with homework. I'm sure I could help
her pass exams and probably get a scholarship to pay for her
college by about the time she is sixteen, if you'd like that?

"I suggested coming about four o'clock every Saturday, and I
would teach her for a couple of hours, then she can pay me for
that in same way as she did for repairing the TV today, if you
agree Annie?"

"Ted! That's sounds a wonderful offer! What does Rosie say about
it?"

"I would love it Mom and Uncle Ted says he can let me use an old
computer of his that would only use local phone calls to let me
get information from the world wide internet and cost us nothing
to use!"

"When would you like to start Ted? Rosie has the whole week off
for Christmas of course but I'm sure you have customers lined up
with work for you to do?"

"How about I call and we plan for me to bring the computer and
set it up next week, after Christmas? She really needs to use it
for this report she has on Germany you know!"

"Will you really be ready to pay Ted again by next week Rosie
love?"

"Yes Mom! I'll be all ready to pay again by Monday! Thank you so
much Uncle Ted! I'll really look forward to you coming again!"
and I threw my arms round Uncle Ted's neck and kissed him with as
much love as I knew how.

"That looks all settled then? Thank you again Ted and we'll see
how it goes. I just hope that Rosie comes up to your
expectations!"

"Oh, she knows I may have to spank her when I come, to make sure
she is doing her very best. But she wants me to call her my
niece, and Rosie knows an uncle doesn't have to ask when he
thinks his niece needs the switch on her bare bottom!"

"Then I'll be sure there are always plenty of fresh switches
ready for you to use Ted! Open the door for your Uncle Ted then,
Rosie love, with that heavy tool box of his!"

I put my face up as he went out and Uncle Ted gave me a tender
kiss on my moist lips and said: "See you again soon, my lovely
niece Rosie love!"

As he drove away Mom said:

"You really made a killing there, didn't you Rosie love?"

"Mom, please don't talk like that about Uncle Ted! I just love
him very much and I don't mind nearly so much now about not
having a father.

"You'll see, I am going to work so hard and he is going to help
me get to college without you having to pay for it at all.
"Oh, I am so happy with the way you arranged things this
afternoon! Uncle Ted is a lovely man and everything he did with
me was really wonderful, specially when he used the switch on my
bare bottom.

I went over to Mom and gave her the longest, tightest hug:

"Mom, can things get any better for us? Just think of all the
teaching that Uncle Ted will be giving me, and I will love paying
him for it after every lesson! This is going to be such a
wonderful Christmas for us both Mom and for all the Christmases
in years ahead too!"

And All My Best Wishes For Christmas And A Happy New Year, 
To Everyone Who Has Read My Diary  
Of This Most Wonderful Day In My Life! 
From Rose Sinclair X X X X X X X X