Robert Part 13
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 12...

Alexandra had a brother two years older and she had
examined his cock when they were younger. She had caught
him masturbating a few months before and was more familiar
than the other girls with male anatomy and behavior.
Robert was far more interesting then her brother she
decided.

Astrid walked over and grasped Robert's penis. She cupped
his balls with her other hand. She ran her fingers along
the length of the shaft. Robert made no move to resist, he
was expecting this sort of behavior from her.

Alexandra now walked over and he lowered his hands,
shielding his erect prick. "That's enough" he said.
This caused Jane to brandish the strap. "I will use this
if you don't cooperate" she said. "I'll also tell
Miss Harris that you were rude to people on the beach."
The boy protested "That isn't fair" She only smiled.

Robert knew Miss Harris would believe her. He resigned
himself to his fate. Robert again placed his hands on his
head. Alexandra gleefully groped his boyhood. Her brother
was circumcised and she was quite interested in the way
this boy's foreskin shielded the head of his cock.

Helen now wanted a turn and he was made to stand in front
of her while she examined him. One by one, the girls had a
feel of his genitals. He was now very hard. The attention
of five very curious girls with their probing and rubbing
caused a copious flow of pre-cum. The glans was coated
with the sticky fluid and a large drop slowly fell,
dangling by a liquid thread. This greatly amused the
girls.

Alexandra then suggested they play a naughty game.
Each girl in turn had to play with Robert's genitals, the
winner being the most adventureous one amongst the group.
They decided on a one minute time period per girl and
Siobhan brought out a watch.

Astrid went first. She began to stroke his cock, her
hand rubbing from the base of the shaft to the glans.
She coated the surface with the clear pre-cum.
Robert closed his eyes as she played with him. The
tingling in his willy became more intense. This ceased
abruptly when the sixty seconds were up.

Helen was next. She knelt before the boy and began to
kiss his scrotum and the underside of his cock. She
made exaggerated smooching noises as she planted kisses
on his privates. This caused much giggling from the other
girls.

Alexandra now took Robert's penis into her mouth and
began to suck on it. She had read about this in a book
she had found in her brother's room. This caused loud
gasps from the others. Robert's hips began to thrust
forwards as she pleasured him. He gasped for air when
she got up. He would have certainly climaxed if she had
continued any longer.

Jane now contemplated what she could do to better this.
She made Robert sit on a chair. She then lowered the
back of her bikini bottoms so that most of her bum was
exposed. Robert's eyes opened wide as he gazed upon the
teen girl's bare bottom. She straddled him, her back to
his face, and rubbed her bottom against his erect cock.

Robert's chest heaved as he experienced this intimate
contact. Jane was so beautiful. He gasped as her soft bum
made contact with his boyhood. All too soon the minute was
up. Jane grinned at the other girls who were all
speechless at the obscene act.

Siobhan was the most competitive of the group and she
hated losing any game. Jane's performance was hard to top
and she thought for a while on what she could do.
The redheaded pixie wore a one piece swimsuit and she
nonchantly peeled it off. The others were shocked at this
wanton display of nudity. Robert stared at the red patch
of pubic hair and her labia. He had never before seen a
real naked girl and his eyes feasted on the sight.

Siobhan unashamedly exposed her nude body to the boy.
She twirled around so he could see her bottom, its pale
white complexion indistinguishable from the rest of her
body. The little redhead was enjoying this exhibition
of her developing charms. It pleased her that the boy
was so fascinated by her body.

Siobhan straddled the boy, lowering herself until his
penis made contact with her labia. She rubbed against the
shaft, causing squeals of disbelief from her friends.
Robert's eyes fixated on her nipples. She looked at the
watch, ninety seconds had elapsed. She stood up.
Smiling in triumph, she pulled her swimsuit back on.

Siobhan was the acknowledged winner. The other girls
could not believe her outrageous performance. Robert just
sat there, his penis throbbing.

Jane looked across at him. "He looks far too happy with
himself" she announced, picking up the strap.
"I think he needs his naughty bottom punished"
The other girls agreed. "Stand up" she ordered.
Robert complied, apprehensive. She made him bend over
the back of a chair, his striped bottom in the air.

Jane's mother was quite strict and she had often felt the
sting of the strap on her own bare bottom. The thirteen
year old raised the strap high in the air. She brought
it down hard on the schoolboy's upturned bum. There was
a loud crack as the leather smacked onto already bruised
skin.

"Oww" cried Robert, closing his eyes tightly. A second
blow followed, on the same spot as before. A bright red
band now decorated his bottom, slightly darker red where
the tramline marks already discoloured it.

Siobhan now took the strap. The athletic girl laid into
him with all her strength. The crack of impact was like
the report of a pistol shot. It rang in their ears even
as the searing pain blazed his lower bottom.

Robert stood up, his hands clutching his bottom. She
placed her hand on his back, pushing him back into
position. Her second stroke followed, just as hard as the
previous one. The boy gasped in pain.

It was now Helen's turn. She delivered two rapid strokes
one immediately after the other using a sharp swing of
her forearm. They were nowhere near as hard as the
previous ones but delivered as they were on already
bruised flesh, the sting caused the boy to grimace.
His legs bent at the knees and he pressed them together.

Astrid now held the strap. The little ten year old
brought it as far back as she could and lashed down.
The crack resounded throughout the room. Robert cried
out. He was surprised at the strength of the girl.
A second stroke followed. The boy closed his eyes
tightly as the pain spread though his backside.

Alexandra was left handed and her strokes fell mostly
on his left buttock, which had not felt the same intensity
of sting as the other. That was soon corrected as the
end of the strap left its smarting imprint there.

Robert's bottom cheeks were now bright red. They had
begun to swell. He stood up, tears running down his face.
Jane noticed with satisfaction that his penis now hung
limp. Robert, like any boy, must have enjoyed the intimate
contact with their bodies. She reasoned that the pain of
the strapping was a suitable price for Robert to pay for
this pleasure.

She told him to dress. The girls then escorted him back
to the cottage. Miss Harris noted the boy's demeanor as
he entered. She guessed he had been punished by the girls.
She said nothing about this as Jane returned the strap.
She exchanged pleasantries with the girls then went to
Robert's room.

"We'll be leaving in a few hours" she informed him. "You
can have your bath now" "We'll have lunch after you're
done."

Robert stood under the shower for a long time, letting the
water cool his burning skin. When he went back to his
bedroom, Miss Harris was waiting. He hung up the towel,
awaiting her inspection. She examined the state of his
buttocks, noting with approval the expert work of the
girls. "I see you've been well leathered" "You won't
be sitting down too comfortably for some time"

Robert said nothing, his face betraying his concern. He
was afraid she would cane him as well. He didn't dare tell
her of the morning's events. She would surely accuse him
of lying and he would be in even worse trouble.

She held his penis in her fingers and gave it a
perfunctory looking over. She then dismissed him with a
hard smack to the bottom that made him wince.
"Time for lunch" "Get dressed"

He sat at the table, squirming in his seat to find a
position that did not agravate his bruised bum.
While they ate, Miss Clark asked him about his morning.
She and Miss Harris exchanged knowing glances, taking
obvious delight in his discomfort.

The drive back was uneventful. He kissed his mother as
he entered his house, glad to be back home. That night
he lay in bed, thinking about the past few days. He
thought about Miss Clark rubbing his willy and Jane's
bare bum. His hand slipped down his pajama bottoms to
rub his willy as he recalled Siobhan's naked body.
He climaxed thinking of her little pink slit rubbing
against his shaft.

The next day he resumed his normal holiday routine.
One thing had changed though. He found himself
masturbating more frequently as he replayed his session
with the girls in his mind.

Two weeks passed by. His mother received a telephone call
from her brother who had emigrated some years before to
South Africa. Mrs. Peterson found Robert in his room.
"Uncle John just called" she informed him. "He wants to
send you a plane ticket so you can visit him and
Aunt Elsie."

Robert was quite pleased at this development. He had met
his uncle the previous year and got along well with him.
Mrs. Peterson had readily agreed to her brother's offer.
Robert's father had died when he was still a toddler and
she felt the contact with male adult figures would be good
for the boy. Her brother and his wife were childless and
they lived on a farm. It would be a good environment for
the boy to spend three weeks.

The plane trip was exciting for the eleven year old. He
had never flown on a plane before and was fascinated by
the aircraft. The pilot allowed him to visit the cockpit
and he observed with wonder the assortment of dials,
switches and gauges.

He sat next to a window and spent much of the trip looking
out. He loved the sight of clouds from above. As they
descended, he delighted in the view of tiny cars and
buildings gradually becoming larger.

When the plane landed, a stewardess escorted him through
customs. His uncle was waiting outside. "Mr. Thatcher?"
she asked. He nodded. She said goodbye to the boy.
"Hello Robert" his uncle said, greeting the boy with a
tousle of his dark hair. "How was your trip?" "Did you
enjoy the flight?"
"Hello Uncle John" the boy replied, excitedly relating
his visit to the cockpit.

They drove for many hours. Robert soon fell asleep.
He awoke to gentle prodding from his uncle. "We're
here" His aunt Elsie greeted him with a kiss.
"Welcome dear" "Excited to be spending time with us?"
Robert nodded. He yawned, still tired from the trip.
They settled him in a spare room and he went to sleep.

The next day his uncle showed him around the farm.
He met some of the black workers, their exotic features
and accents fascinated him. Later that day they visited
a neighboring farm. Uncle John introduced him. "This is
Mr. van der Merwe" The burly Afrikaner greeted him with
a firm handshake. "So how do you like it here?" he asked.
"It's very nice Sir" replied Robert.

He met Mrs. van der Merwe and three of their children,
all blond like their father. Andries was ten, Pieter
eleven. Their sister Susanna was fifteen. There was an
older daughter, Erika, who was nineteen but she was at
work in town. Robert was surprised to learn that she was
a policewoman.

Soon it was time to return for supper. Mr. van der Merwe
placed a large saw in the back of his uncle's truck.
"Thanks Hendrik" said his uncle. "I'll return it on
saturday" Robert waved as they left. "Goodbye Sir."

The next day Andries and Pieter came over. They were going
to a nearby stream and invited Robert to come along.
His aunt Elsie gave her permission and he joined them.
They were met there by three other boys. Johannes and
Simon were both twelve while Anton was eleven.

Anton had an air rifle and he showed Robert how to load
and fire it. The boys stalked several lizards, killing
two of them. They waded through the water, climbing onto
some large flat rocks. Robert noticed the other boys
removing their clothes and he followed. Soon they were
all naked, swimming in the water.

Robert was at ease in his nakedness among the other boys.
They were obviously accustomed to swimming nude in the
open. He noted that they were all uncircumcised like him,
except for Anton. The van der Merwe brothers were as
hairless as he was but the other three children sported a
little pubic hair.

Pieter climbed onto a rock and Robert noticed four
distinct tramlines on the boy's bottom. "Did you get
the cane" he asked. Pieter nodded. "I forgot to do
my chores and got it from Mamma."

Johannes looked at Robert. "Tannie hits hard" he
stated, showing the faded marks on his own bottom.
'Tannie' which meant 'auntie' in Afrikaans was how
he referred to Mrs. van der Merwe. She wasn't actually
related to him but that was the customary way Afrikaner
children referred to adults. Robert learnt that 'Oom'
meant 'uncle'.

Robert surmised that Mrs. van der Merwe thought nothing
of disciplining the neighboring children. Anton's bum bore
a few fading stripes as well. These had also been given by
Andries and Pieter's mother. Robert resolved to be on his
best behavior when he was around the van der Merwe
household.
He dived back into the water. They spent another hour at
play before returning to their homes.

Two days later he again joined the boys as they roamed the
area. They walked on the train tracks then sat on a
bridge, throwing stones into the water, seeing who could
throw farthest.

They walked though a field, Anton aiming his air rifle at
a bird that sat on a fencepost. He missed but they were
accosted soon afterwards by Mrs. Potgieter, who owned the
property. "I've told you boys not to shoot at wildlife on
my land" she said angrily. "Anton Barnard, I'll have a
word with your father when I see him." She chased them
away.

"She's an old witch" said Johannes. "Nobody around here
likes her". Andries agreed. "She's always complaining
about something or the other"

That evening Robert was invited by Johannes to a
'braaivleis', a traditional Afrikaner barbecue. The
other boys were there and they played football until
it got dark.

He spent the morning with Johannes and Anton. The two
van der Merwe boys had to help their father and could not
join them. Simon's mother had carried him into town to do
some shopping so the three remaining boys went to the
stream by themselves, having a good time swimming in the
cool water.

They passed by Mrs. Potgieter's property. Robert was
surprised when Anton took out a can of spray paint from
a bag he had brought along.

Anton observed the surroundings carefully. Once the eleven
year old thought it was safe he went to the door of a
large shed on her property. Taking the can of paint he
sprayed the outline of a penis on the door.
Johannes then took the spraycan and added his own
embellishments to the obscene drawing. He handed Robert
the can. "Suppose we get caught?" said Robert, worriedly
looking around. "Don't be such a baby" retorted Anton
crossly.

Robert glanced around a second time. Nobody was around.
He sprayed the outline of a woman's torso, adding
oversized breasts and a pubic patch. The other boys were
suitably impressed, congratulating him on his skill.
They went home, laughing at the thought of Mrs. Potgieter
discovering the spray paintings.

That night Robert was outside on the porch with his uncle
and aunt when a police jeep drove up. It was driven by
Erika van der Merwe. She greeted them, sitting down next
to Robert. His aunt offered her a cup of coffee.

She was quite attractive. She had short blond hair with
blue eyes. She wore trousers and boots and her shapely
hips and bottom were evident to any observer.

Robert's eyes were drawn to her pistol, which she wore
on a holster at her waist. Robert was not accustomed to
seeing armed police. He had been surprised to see that
the police in South Africa were often armed with automatic
weapons.

Erika glanced at Robert then looked at his uncle.
"We have a problem" She told them of the obscene graffiti
on Mrs. Potgieter's shed. "Some of Mr. Botha's workers
were passing by and they saw the culprits" "They
identified Anton Barnard" She now looked at Robert.
"I just came from his parents" "He said you and Johannes
were also involved." "Is this true?"

Robert lowered his head. "Yes Miss" He was so ashamed.
He explained he was only following the other boys.
His aunt was aghast at what he had done. His uncle shook
his head. "I'm very disappointed in you" "I expected
better."

"Mrs. Potgieter is insisting on pressing charges" said
Erika, much to Robert's alarm. His aunt looked on with
concern. "You'll have to bring him into town tomorrow"
said Erika. "About nine o'clock?" "We need you to sign
some paperwork then we'll go over to the Magistrate."
"We'll take a statement from the boy tomorrow"

"Will we have to hire a lawyer?" asked his aunt. Erika
shook her head. "No need really" "The boy admits the act"
"We have statements from everyone" "It is just a matter of
appearing before the Magistrate" "Don't worry Tannie" she
said, "It shouldn't be too bad" "They're just idle boys"
"Mr. Marais will settle the matter quickly"

That night he took a long time to go to sleep. He
regretted joining Anton in his painting. The
disappointment felt by his aunt and uncle was palpable
and he was truly ashamed of letting them down like this.
All the neighbors would know of his actions.

The next day he sat in the courtroom next to the other
two boys. They all stared at the floor dejectedly.
They were all dressed up, as if for church, and fidgeted
in their seats. Their parants were naturally quite
embarassed and sat stony faced.

Erika talked with his aunt and uncle. She spotted the
prosecutor, Mr. Fraser and went over to have a word.
They all rose when Magistrate Marais entered. He was
a tall elderly man. He looked quite imposing.

Seated at the side was his clerk, Carolyn. She was
twenty one. She had short dark hair and wore a short
tight skirt. It was somewhat inappropriate for the
surroundings but Mr. Marais did not object. He liked
his courtroom enhanced by the presence of pretty young
women. He smiled at Erika. He had known her from birth.
She had developed into a beautiful girl he thought.

Carolyn read out the case number and Mr. Fraser presented
the facts. The magistrate looked over the statements of
the witnesses and the three boys. "Are all the parents
here?" he asked. They all rose. Erika then made the boys
stand up as well.

"I wanted the boys to clean up the damage but I'm informed
that Mrs. Potgieter's workers have already done so"
"I think it only fair that she be compensated for the cost
of the thinners used and fresh coat of paint"
The parents nodded.

"Mrs. Potgieter was quite offended by the obscene
pictures." "Even though it is a first offence, it is
serious and I think a suitable punishment is in order to
deter any future vandalism of this kind"
"We can't tolerate such behavior in this community."
Mr. Fraser nodded.

"I'm going to order corporal punishment" "I had to
deal with some miscreants just last week and they got
the cane" "It would be unfair if you three were spared
the rod"

Mr. Marais looked at the three boys. "What you did
was quite outrageous" "I never want to see you three
in here again" The frightened boys nodded.
He pronounced sentence. "You will each receive ten
strokes of the cane" "I hope this will be a lesson to
you"

Robert was appalled. He had not expected this. He thought
there would be a fine or some cleaning up to do.
"Its all your fault" he said accusingly at Anton.
"I told you we would get in trouble"
Johannes stared at his hands. He regretted not paying
close enough attention to their surroundings. It was
careless of them not to notice the farm workers.

The parents left the courtroom with their offspring.
Erika walked over to Robert's aunt. "Tannie, you can
drop him off at the station later this afternoon"
"We normally deal with these matters after five."
"You can pick the boy up about seven."

"Will it be very severe?" asked Aunt Elsie, concern
in her face. When she was a little girl, she had seen the
effects of a caning given by the police to a farm worker
who had been caught stealing.

Erika shook her head. "They're just boys"
"We take care not to cause any permanent damage"
"It will be worse than a beating at school" she said.
"It is after all a judicial caning" "But it won't be
anything brutal" She tousled Robert's hair. "He be all
right" "I'll do the beating myself." "I'm on duty with
Kavita today."

That afternoon Robert was dropped off at the police
station. Johannes and Anton were already there, sitting
on a bench. Robert sat next to them glumly.
"I hope it isn't too bad" said Robert. Johannes sighed.
"I heard they use a cane soaked in vinegar" he announced.
Robert digested this bit of news. "Will it be over clothes
or on the bare?" he asked. "Bare of course" replied
Johannes.

The boys spent the next hour talking quietly. Erika passed
by a few times, giving them a comforting smile. The
pain of the cane was bad enough. She did not want to
unduly distress the boys.

Erika looked quite sharp in her uniform. She wore a blue
skirt with sensible black shoes. Her surname was printed
on an identification badge pinned to her white shirt.
Her sidearm was holstered in a leather holster at her hip.

To be continued...