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CALL ME BOB [ part 16 ] Charlene looked at me, “How far did they get with her Mr. Wilson?” She asked me. I pocketed the tapes from my machine and also from the video camera. “We’ll have to see later, but for now I’ve got the get this place tidied . . . and aired!” I started undoing the blinds and opening the windows as the smell of pussy was slightly overpowering! With Charlene’s help everything was in place ready for tomorrow and so it was time to go home. “You know Uncle Bob,” Charlene had agreed that while we were in class I would be Mr. Wilson, but once outside I was Uncle Bob, “I never knew how much work you had to do.” I laughed, “Well Charlene if you keep doing the same thing year after year it gets boring, that’s why a good teacher will vary his curriculum and should update it whenever possible, you’d be surprised how much the world has changed in the last . . . 20 years.” I told her. “Gee Uncle Bob, I didn’t know you were that old!” Charlene said laughing. “Thank you very much(!)” I said sarcastically, “Now come on, I’m hungry, and there’s going to be a dinner waiting for us.” I took her hand in my weak one and we left the school gates. - - - - - - - - - - “Uncle Bob?” We were eating a meal prepared by one of my neighbours, “Why do these people cook your dinner?” Charlene asked me yet again, “You never did tell me.” I remembered my warnings, “They’re just feeling sorry for me that’s all.” I said offhandedly. “Yeeeaaahhh, of course they do! Will you give me a bath again?” She asked. “Charlene can’t you bath yourself?” I asked with an exasperated tone in my voice, but a smile on my lips. She put her arms behind her back and looked down at her foot which was drawing circles in the floor. “Well . . . I could, but it’s nicer when you do it.” She twisted her head up in a classic ‘little girl lost’ attitude. I sighed, she was wrapping me around her fingers, “Finish your dinner first and then watch T.V. for a little while.” I told her with a smile. She quickly finished and rushed off while I managed to clear my plate, I took the lot to the kitchen and put the plates and cutlery into the sink, pouring on the hot water and the washing-up liquid into the sink as well. I began to wash up, putting the cutlery and the plates on one side to drain off before I dried them. A clink of china made me turn around, Charlene had a cloth in her hand and was drying the plates off. “You don’t have to do this you know Charlene.” I said to her. “Of course I do! Remember I’m supposed to look after you!” Charlene said and carried on drying. - - - - - - - - - - I’d finished setting up the lesson plan for the next day, a quick check told me that everything was fine with my class, I did wonder about those people Jason had attacked but couldn’t feel any of them were threatened either. I opened my eyes and found Charlene in her, now normal, place. Sitting on my lap, this time she had undressed and was just leaning against me. “Hello Uncle Bob, are you ready to give me my bath?” She asked me. I nodded and, holding on to her, carried Charlene in my arms into the bathroom. I sat her on the toilet and started filling the bath adding bubbles as Charlene looked on. I went to lift her off but she shook her head. “Uncle Bob, today you saved me from that man.” She said, I tried to protest but she shook her head. “I know it was you, the same way you visited me on the last two nights. You might say it wasn’t . . . but I know it was you!” “Charlene you were just dreaming, that’s all it was. Just an escape from your bad life, you and your dolly and teddy bear.” I said. Charlene just looked at me and folded her arms, “Uncle Bob! That man showed me his penis and he was going to push it into my pussy . . . I didn’t want him to do that and you stopped him! So thank you Uncle Bob.” She said and hugged me around the waist. I shook my head, so much for hiding what I was doing! “Come on Charlene, into the bath with you!” I told her. “Only if you get undressed as well Uncle Bob.” She said squirming in her seat. I looked at her, wondering if I should put my foot down, but then I realised that tomorrow I’d be showing the class everything, so why worry about a few hours? “Okay Charlene, but remember you asked for it so don’t get too disappointed with what you see.” I told her and started taking off my shirt. As I took it off my shoulders, Charlene was off the toilet and behind me helping to pull the shirt off my back. I undid the belt on my trousers and the button at the waist, then pulling the fly down to open it wide. As my trousers lowered themselves to the floor, Charlene was there to pull them down. Then she found that my shoes were still on! (I’d forgotten about them as well!) So I was turned around and seated on the toilet while Charlene busied with my shoes, finally undoing the knot in my laces and tugging the shoes off followed by my socks, then she pulled my trousers off my legs, leaving me in boxer shorts. “Are you sure you want me to carry on?” I asked her. “Pllleeeaaaasssseeee Uncle Bobbb!” She pleaded. I debated whether to put her in the bath there and then, or pulling down my boxers. But then I saw Charlene watching me closely and so I stood up. “Do you want to pull these off me?” I asked her. She looked at me and then reached out with both hands to either side of my hips, lightly gripping the fabric and then tugging down. Her constant display had already worked its magic on me and I was fully ‘interested’ which she found out. “It’s big!” She said astonished as she regarded my cock. “Thank you Charlene, but then you’re not really used to full sized cocks are you, this is only average . . . but men like girls who think otherwise.” I said to her smiling. “I don’t care about the other men Uncle Bob, only you.” She said to me seriously, “Can . . . can I touch it?” She asked me I nodded, “Okay, but carefully, remember the lessons.” I said and stood there in front of her. Charlene reached out her hand and grasped it, then she looked up at me with a strange look in her eyes before lowering her head. “Most of the girls want to do this.” She said before she kissed it. Although I had dreamed of this for some reason I stopped her, tugging on her shoulders to bring her upright. “You’re here for a bath, young lady!” I said sternly, “Now into the bath with you.” I managed to lift her up and into the mass of bubbles that was her bath. She sat there looking at me, no - not there - but at my face. “Uncle Bob will you put soap on me, pleeeaaassseee?” She pleaded, I was almost tempted to refuse but then I though ‘why not?’ I didn’t use a cloth, just my hands. I found Charlene’s body in the bubbles and began rubbing the soap into it . . . It was strange, I mean before I was just holding Charlene, but now I was ‘touching’ her, her skin was so soft and smooth under my touch, I rubbed across her small nipples, feeling the slight rise to her tit buds, causing her to sigh in pleasure. I then proceeded to her back, going along the line of her spine, making her giggle. I moved along one are, soaping it up and then her hand and fingers before moving to her other arm, I felt a lump and heard her moan in pain, “I’m sorry Charly . . . What is this?” I asked her. “It’s nothing really Uncle Bob, just something that doctor said I’d need, that’s all.” She said and so I left it at that, but I did think it was in the wrong place for a vitamin shot - stupid me! Finishing with her hand I moved to her legs, she sat back to allow me to lift her legs, one at a time, she giggled as I massaged and cleaned every toe. I then rinsed her feet off before picking up a wash cloth, soaping it up and then going over her face. I rinsed out the cloth and then carefully removed all traces of the soap and then smiled at her. “There you are, all finished.” I said straightening up and putting my hands to my back. But this didn’t satisfy Charlene she stood up and put her hands on her hips. “Uncle Bob, you haven’t done all of me!” She exclaimed. I had to smile at her, the bubbles had draped themselves over her body creating a bikini effect. Charlene’s face darkened slightly. “DON’T LAUGH AT ME!” She said and stamped her foot . . . unfortunately this caused her to slip slightly as she lost her footing, as she slid backwards I reached out and held her, but in doing so I fell into the bath bringing her down on top of me. “Uncle Bob, Uncle Bob are you alright?” Charlene asked me anxiously as I spluttered and coughed the bathwater out of my lungs. I finally was recovered enough to start laughing, “I’m . . . (cough) . . . fine Charly, (cough, cough) . . . I’m just glad I didn’t get my clothes wet!” I said. Charlene looked over the side of the bath and then looked at me, she was biting her lip, “Err. Uncle Bob?” She said and pointed. I raised myself up and looked at the room, a tidal-wave had engulfed the room, soaking everything. “Ahh!” I said, “I think I’d better get some towels from the airing cupboard.” “Uncle Bob, you still haven’t washed me completely!” Charlene said moving her body on me, awakening something as it smelt her pre-teen pussy. I could almost swear that she was trying to impale herself on me. “Well I certainly won’t be able to clean you if you do that young lady!” I said sternly and lifted her up and away from my disappointed prong. “And you should save that for someone of a better size than me … one of the boys in the class maybe?” I added. She seemed to consider this and then nodded, “Okay Uncle Bob, I know just the one, but I don’t think he wants me.” She finished sadly. I hugged her, “I can’t see how any boy could resist you, just keep on at him until he gives in!” I advised her. “Now where’s the soap?” I asked myself as I began rubbing her ass with one hand. I soon found the soap and began soaping her ass, I turned her around and was granted the view of the nicest looking peach slit, I quickly covered it with soap, rubbing along the slit and liberally coating her clit. I continued to rub it with my soapy hand. As she began to pant with her excitement I gave into temptation and gently probed at her asshole, quickly penetrating to the second knuckle, causing her to gasp and then shudder as the orgasm hit her. I could feel her sphincter grip my finger as her body reacted. Holding her to me I climbed out of the bath, as expected all the towels were soaked and so I gently placed her onto the ground while I walked outside to the airing cupboard. I retrieved several large towels and, after wrapping one around my waist, I returned to Charlene. She gave an embarrassed laugh as she saw me, “I didn’t know you were Scottish Uncle Bob?” She said I shook my head at her, “Any more of that young lady and you’ll be drying yourself.” I said. She looked contrite and then “I’m sorry Uncle Bob, have you got that stuff?” She reminded me of the ointment that she needed. I went downstairs and grabbed the bottle to return upstairs, I was surprised to find Charlene busy mopping up some of the water with the damp towels, wringing them out in the bath. “I could have done that Charlene.” I told her, but she kept on working. “It’s okay Uncle Bob, I mean I’m not going to get any wetter if I do this now.” She told me. I could see the wisdom in her words and was soon helping her. After the worst of the damage was cleared up I lightly dried Charlene and then applied the ointment all over her body. Her skin seemed to soak up the stuff and she smiled at me, even more when I applied it over her small breasts and pussy. “It feels nice Uncle Bob, what does it do?” She asked me. “Well it’s supposed to help clear up your bruises.” I told her and she looked at her body. “It seems to be working, the bruises do seem to be fading away.” She said smiling at me. I sent her out to put on her nightdress while I dried myself off, I went to my bedroom to put on my boxers and found Charlene sitting on my bed. “Are you going to bed now Uncle Bob?” She asked me as I pulled my boxers up. “Not just yet, I’ve got to go over the videos. Make sure no-one was forced into doing anything.” I told her. “Can I watch it as well? I need to see what happened so I don’t miss anything.” She asked me. “Alright, but then it’s bed time. It’s been a long day.” I said to her. - - - - - - - - - - The tapes were very interesting, although Jackie was the teacher it appeared that April had charge of everything, she convinced Jackie to undress - yes she was backed by the class. “Mrs. Johnson’s got a nice body.” Charlene said and I agreed with her, I also like the way she involved the class in her unveiling. Then I saw April getting the two children to work on Jackie’s pussy and pushing her over the edge, then the concerted effort of the class to get Jackie onto the floor and April tying the knots in the rope holding Jackie down - I made a note to tell April off as Jackie didn’t agree to that, she was unconscious at the time! Now I watched as Carol, Carol(!) our quiet and mouse like pupil! Straddled Jackie’s head and sat on her face, I was quiet entranced watching Jackie perform cunnilingus on the girl and become concerned when Carol fell forward. But April, again, was quick in getting the girl away and then choosing a boy for the bound teacher to perform fellatio with, while Anne - the smallest girl in the class inserted her hand into Jackie’s pussy. I almost missed when Scott pulled away from Jackie’s mouth, to be moaned at by April - I made a note to reward that girl for her authority over the class. Then Eve was brought forward, I knew she felt nervous about sex as she felt she was too small to allow a cock to enter her pussy. She, like Carol, straddled Jackie’s face and April moved away to get between Jackie’s legs, and as the teacher ate out Eve’s pussy, April was eating hers, each trying to get their victim to spend. I think it was a dead heat, well dead beat, I think, as Eve fell forward as her orgasm struck her and Jackie was out cold as her own orgasm overtook her. I was happy to see the concern for both Jackie and Eve, April directed two boys to move Eve from Jackie’s face, and then April checked Jackie’s pulse before she called the class to order. For some reason the sound was muted so I didn’t hear what was said, but the class seemed to agree. Then April got some water and a straw, attending to Jackie, sprinkling her with water to help her recover. Then came Charlene’s knock on the door and I entered the room. - - - - - - - - - - I looked down at Charlene, “Well that was educational.” I joked, but discovered she was asleep, looking at the time I decided to join her, and so I carried her to her bed, while I went to mine. I found myself back in the church, standing away from me was the elderly priest, he chuckled, “So, you’ve found your first adversary . . . and defeated him. But he was just a simpleton; there are others, better, tougher than him out there.” He said. I nodded, “I know, but you taught me enough to stop him and contain him, but what am I to do about his people, those he’s taken and changed?” I asked him. He looked sad, “Remember that there may be some that you can’t save, those who have embraced his control and accepted it. But there are those who you can try to make a difference with.” He said, moving close to me. “Turn around . . . you will see a door, enter it and meet the first of his victims.” I did as he told me, “Do I have to go there?” I asked him. He nodded, “You accepted his charges, now you have to help them.” He told me. I took a metaphorical deep breath and entered the door . . . I emerged on the other side to find the priest looking at me, the view was of the church I’d just left. “What happened?” I asked him. He smiled at me, “My son, just think and remember . . .” He told me and then I could see the two, the mother and her daughter and what they’d been made to do. “I have to help them!” I said ( “You will do . . . in time, but not just yet . . . but here is one where I expect you to act . . .” And he pointed to another door. This time there was the feeling of time moving by, but I emerged again into the church, I concentrated and could remember what had happened and more importantly when! “That wasn’t now . . . that was in three day’s time! How?” I asked the priest. “How? The mind is capable of doing more than you know; it’s just a matter to . . . arrange things correctly. But that is enough for now, you have other matters to concern yourself with, but I will give you a gift, you will know how to use it when it is needed.” He said and reached out to me and touched me on the forehead, ( I was in Charlene’s world, the teddy-bear and doll were dancing to music I couldn’t hear, I called for Charlene, but she didn’t answer. I walked to where the two toys were watching me. “I’m sorry but I’m looking for Charlene.” I said to them. “She’s with you at the moment . . . I fear this is the end of our world here, she is getting older, and no longer needs us to support her, she has found something else.” The teddy-bear said. “She has? But what?” I asked, a strange feeling was stealing over my body. “She has found someone who cares for her and loves her, someone she can love . . . she has no need for us.” The doll said and shook her head sadly. Then the sky was ripped with lightning as a cry could be heard, the bear and dolly looked at each other, “She is no longer a child.” The bear said. The feeling that I was having made itself know even keener now, I had to return to my body. . . . - - - - - - - - - - Charlene was lying on my chest, sobbing away, “Oh I didn’t know it would hurt like that.” She was saying. “What would? . . . like what?” I asked and then realised what she had done. “Charlene, I’ve got to get you off of me.” I said but found my hands were tied down. Charlene looked into my eyes, pain was still in hers, but now something different was there as well . . . lust. “Hello Uncle Bob, I did learn something from the lessons, and April showed me how to tie the knots properly.” She raised herself up to show where my cock was now deeply embedded into her pussy, a ring of red outlining her labia lips. “Tracy said it was a little sting, but it was worse than that.” She said. “Robert had a smaller cock that’s why, and why do you think I told you to get a boy from the class to do this first, it was so you’d stretch to where you could take me.” I told her. “But I wanted you to be my first, and anyway aren’t you in my class?” She asked me. “Yes but I’m your teacher, not a boy!” I pointed out to her as she started to move herself up and down, like a carousel horse at a fun-fair. “You’re male aren’t you, and you were a boy once, so I did as you said. Now how long before I have those feelings?” She said. “Slow down a bit, let yourself get used to me being inside you. Then gently raise yourself and lower, allow your clit to rub along the shaft.” I was coaching her into her rape of me? I almost laughed at the thought, but then looking at Charlene’s face I was more concerned for her. “Charlene, untie my hands and I’ll help you.” I said to her concern now overriding my feelings. “You promise Uncle Bob, you won’t try to stop me?” Charlene said, still trying to bounce on my cock. “It’s too late for me to stop you isn’t it, all I can do is to try and make it easier for you.” I told her. She looked down at me concentrating on my words, before nodding her head. “Alright Uncle Bob, I trust you.” She said, and then bent forward to lie over my chest, she reached up to my wrists but found that she couldn’t reach. She looked down to where her body was impaled on mine, “You do promise to carry on?” She asked me. I nodded, “Yes Charlene, you’ve done the worse part; it’s only fair for me to continue.” I told her, she pulled up and off my cock, her blood and juices remaining on it, she looked back and gasped. “Uncle Bob! You’re bleeding . . . I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you!” She said in a panic. I shushed her, “Charly, Charly, it’s okay . . . that’s not mine, it’s yours, remember how Tracy bled after Robert had taken her? That’s your virgin blood, that’s all.” I told her but she was still crying as she untied my hands. Once they were undone I held the sobbing girl in my arms, cradling her as I comforted her, “It’s alright Charly, I’m not mad at you, but I’m getting up to get a damp cloth from the bathroom.” I told her. “Bu . . . but you promised to fu . . . fuck me.” Charlene said blushing as she said a forbidden word. “I won’t fuck you Charlene.” I said and she turned her face to me, betrayal showing on it, “I will make love to you Charlene, but I’ll never just fuck you! Now I’m going to get a cloth and then I’ll be making you feel better.” I said to her gently. I turned her over, kissed her on the lips and quickly made my way to the bathroom, I cleaned off my cock with a cloth and then dampened another one with warm water, carrying it back to the bedroom where Charlene was sobbing. “Hey, what’s that for, you’re going to get what you wanted, there’s no need for tears.” I said to her. “But I didn’t get to make you squirt!” She wailed out and folded herself up, hugging her legs as she did so. I gently untangled her and went to clean her, but she resisted me, so I grabbed one of her hands and tied it to the rope from my headboard, I then did the same with her other hand. She looked at me with a strange look in her face, and she started to kick out with her legs. I grabbed hold of one leg and after looking around found some rope that Charlene had left spare. I pondered for a moment and then smiled at her, “I’m going to tie you leg up here, it might stretch you but if it’s painful you remember what the safe word is?” I asked her. She smiled, “Yes Uncle Bob, candy floss.” She told me. I pulled her leg up, over her head to just outside her hand; she made a small noise but didn’t complain. I tied her leg loosely to allow her to move it slightly. Her other leg I left free, so that I could grasp it and place her in whatever position I wanted her in. But first I gently wiped her pussy with the cloth, removing the visible blood that was surrounding her pussy and just inside the lips. I threw the cloth down on the floor. “Now you do remember the lessons don’t you Charlene?” I asked her “Yes Uncle Bob. When a person is tied up they cannot stop anything happening to them.” She said. “But you can can’t you Charly?” I told her. She smiled and nodded, “Yes Uncle Bob, when I say candy floss it means I want to stop.” She told me. I smiled at her and then move my head between her thighs. I looked closely at her pussy, it looked almost good enough to eat. I ran my tongue along Charlene’s pussy, tasting the metallic tang of her remaining blood from within her slit, but Charlene didn’t notice, she was enjoying my attentions, I found her clit and circled it with my tongue, hearing her gasp as I did this. Charlene attempted to raise her hips to make me attack her more, but with one leg fixed as it was she couldn’t manage it, but she was able to use her free leg to raise herself one-sided. I used my tongue to probe her deeply, touching her shredded hymen which caused her to flinch as I did so, I pulled back to return my attentions to her pussy and clit, exciting her as I did so, and then she gave a small gasp and a moan of pleasure as her orgasm struck her. I pulled back completely and looked at her, “Was that nice?” I asked her. “Oh yes Uncle Bob, but it’s not what I wanted!” She said to me slightly miffed with my actions. “Young lady if you don’t change your attitude I’ll leave you like this and sleep in your room!” I said to her. “I’m sorry Uncle Bob . . . I meant it was wonderful, fantastic, it was the bestest ever!” Charlene almost gushed out her feelings, but the smile on her face showed she was playing . . . and she knew it. “That’s better, you’ll find that your partner will be more responsive if you act as if he’s pleasing you, but remember he might not know what you like or want, so encourage him and tell him how to make it better for you.” I told her. “Uncle Bob? Is that you or Mr. Wilson talking?” Charlene asked, at my puzzled look she explained, “Because it sounds like you’re teaching me.” She explained smiling. I had to smile, I realised what she meant. “I’m sorry Charly, but in life we’re always learning, so I’m still Uncle Bob, trying to help you.” I said. “Okay Uncle Bob, but my tits feel funny, could you touch them as well? Please?” She said looking down at her body. “Certainly M’lady.” I said in my best ‘Parker’ impression, which made her laugh. I started kissing up her body, poking my tongue into her belly-button, which made her giggle, I kept my hand on her pussy, keeping it nice and moist with my manipulations. I blew a raspberry into her belly-button and moved up her flat stomach, taking in the fading bruises as I did so, it surprised me as they looked even better, less of a dark mark than before, I put it down to her youth. Then my lips brushed against her puffy breast buds and she gasped, “That’s it Uncle Bob, I need something done, but I don’t know what?” She said “Just a little TLC. That’s all Charly.” I told her and began gently sucking on her small buds. “Ooohhh! Uncle Bob, that feels so nice, please, don’t, don’t, don’t stop!” She began to moan under my oral attack on her buds, while I kept up my manual assault on her pussy and clit. Her reaction to my manipulations was predictable as she began flopping around like a fish out of water, her orgasm was a massive one from which she would take time to recover from, and so when she relaxed I quickly moved onto her, holding her free leg in one hand I brought my cock to her pussy. She opened her eyes to see my face above hers, “Uncle Bob, are you going to . . . Aahhhh!” She opened her mouth as I entered her, I gave gentle shallow pushes, allowing her to get used to my cock in her pussy, and then I went deeper stopping for a moment, giving her body time to stretch to my size. “Is it all in Uncle Bob?” Charlene asked me, I lifted up my body so that she could see the three inches still remaining outside her pussy. “Oh shit, I can’t take all that.” She said. I smiled at her, “But you’re tied down, and can’t stop me.” I said in my best evil villain voice. “Oh please sir, spare me, spare me!” She said and then ruined the effect by giggling. “Just for that my pretty little prey…” I said and inserted another two inches, but stopping when I felt her cervix hitting the end of my cock. “OH! What’s that?” She asked me. “That my dear Charly is the entrance to your womb, if I was really nasty I would push into that and force it open, but it can cause problems if it’s ripped. So that’s all I’m going to give you.” I told her and then pulled back slightly. Charlene closed her eyes with the sensation and I take the time to grasp one of her small tit-buds, “Oh yes Uncle Bob, that feels so nice.” She murmured to me. And then she came and went rigid. Her vagina gripping me so tightly as she did that I felt she was trying to milk me. I finally felt her relax and began pushing in and out of her small body, hearing her sigh with each thrust, I made sure that when I started to inundate her body with my sperm that she also climaxed again. Charlene’s cum was so great that she passed out silently - something which surprised me - and this gave me a chance to untie her bonds and pull her down to lie with me, I waited for her to open her eyes, but realised that she was now fast asleep. I smiled at her form cradled in my arms and then joined her. |