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VARIATION ON L.W.W [ story 1 ] I was searching through some old trunks found at Oxford. I was particularly surprised to find one labelled Professor Lewis. And indeed the initials on the trunk were CSL. What really surprised me were the envelopes holding sheets of papers I found inside, just laying there for anyone to read at their leisure, I was going to take them to the publishers but after reading them I understand why they are there. The Wardrobe – meeting Professor Digory. I was most annoyed when those publishers returned my story; I mean it was just as it should have been! But they say it needs editing and sections must – they underlined the word must – be removed if I’m going to sell it as a children’s story! I have decided to leave those parts out, or rather re-write the sections. I’ll be dammed if I’ll go through that rigmarole that JRR did writing out the whole of the novel by hand just because of some small mistake! Let’s see I had written that the Pevensie children had arrived at the professor’s house, and had been introduced to the professor by the housekeeper. While writing this I was reminded of the two girls Ann and Rose who stayed with me during the war when they were evacuated. It was so nice to touch their bodies when the thunderstorms struck at night, in fact I made sure that their bedroom was next to mine during those days, the boys slept away from us … I didn’t want them to spoil my fun! Anyway enough of my reminiscences, I was going to keep the story in these pages. The children arrived at the professor’s house and he talked to all of them together and then invited the boys to stay for a few minutes…. ---- Professor Digory smiled at the two boys, “Well then, I suppose this is all very different to what you expected? Eh?” Edmund kept quiet and looked at his brother, Peter who nodded. “Well don’t worry about that for the moment, you both seem very rugged young boys? 14 and 11 I would think?” The professor judged their ages. Again Peter responded for them both, “Yes sir, Sir? Why did you ask that?” The professor smiled at him, “Let’s leave that for the moment, if only my wife Polly was still alive she would have remembered the fun we had at that age - that was after my Uncle Andrew had shown us what to do.” The professor seemed lost in his thought but then shook himself. “Anyway, I suppose you lived in a nice large house in London?” He enquired. “Oh no Professor, it was really quite small,” Peter said and then added in a lowered voice, “We had to share a room with our sisters!” Professor Digory smiled, “So you would have seen each other naked at times?” He asked pleasantly. Edmund spoke for the first time, “That’s not all he does with Susan!” And received an elbow in the side from Peter. “We don’t talk about that!” He hissed to his brother. “Oh that’s alright, he’s just being honest.” The professor turned to Edmund, “And I suppose this makes you slightly angry that you can’t join in, eh?” He asked. Edmund hung his head and nodded and then looked up as the Professor clapped his hands together. “Well then we’ll have to change that won’t we?” He said with a sparkle in his eyes Edmund just looked at him wide mouth but Peter spoke up, “Now see here Professor … I don’t want to…” He began but Professor Digory held up his hands. “My dear boy you will not have to share your darling sister, Susan, with your brother … but there is someone else that would do…?” He said looking at the door behind which he knew Susan and Lucy were standing. “You don’t mean…” Began Edmund while at the same time Peter was saying. “But Professor she’s too young!” in a slightly heated voice. Professor Digory shook his head, “But Edmund isn’t as big as you … is he?” He asked the boys. This made them quieten and then and then Edmund began to blush. “You have been checking on each other, haven’t you?” The professor asked them but their faces reflected their answer, “Well then and you can be sure that both Susan and Lucy have looked at you both as well.” He said chuckling. He left the boys with that thought and excused them from his room; he invited the two girls in who watched the boys leave and were troubled by the looks on their faces. ---- Professor Digory regarded the two girls in front of him, Susan – the elder – was standing haughtily in front of him, Lucy – the younger – was standing behind her sister but looking at him from her position. He steepled his fingers placing his chin on them. “I have a problem, young ladies. I’ve impressed upon your brothers that honesty is the only policy I will allow in this house, there must be no secrets at all between us if we’re going to live together during this time.” He said in a severe voice. “But we haven’t told you any lies!” Little Lucy exclaimed from behind her sister Digory shook his head, “Not yet you haven’t … so I’m warning you now, should you lie to me I will punish you severely. I am acting on behalf of your parents now you know.” He told the two girls. He watched as Susan looked down at Lucy as if asking her a question but he didn’t give them chance to question him. “Now Susan, have you been a good girl or do you let boys touch you where they shouldn’t?” He asked the elder girl. She looked at him in shock, ‘what should she say?’ she wondered to herself. “Oh no, I’m a good girl, I’d let any boy do that to me!” She said indignantly. It was exactly as Digory wanted he slapped his hand down on his desk making an impressive ‘BANG’ as he did so, both girls jumped at the sound. “You have just lied to me Susan Pevensie!” He said to her in an accusing voice. “But … but …” Susan began to protest but Digory stopped her. “I have been talking to your brother Peter, so I suggest you don’t try to lie again! Have you been touched by a boy … any boy?” He asked her again. Susan didn’t answer him and so he just looked at her, “Not speaking is just the same as lying Susan.” He said and got up from his chair and approached the two girls. “Now Susan Pevensie you deserve punishment!” And he grabbed hold of her hands and pulled her towards him. “Oww, you’re hurting me.” Susan complained. “Well young lady I did say if you lie you’d be punished, and so you shall.” Digory said and grabbing a curtain sash he bide up her hands. Susan was placed over Digory’s desk. He looked back to where Lucy was standing with her mouth open; she wasn’t going to move as she was scared of him. “Please Professor, Sir, I’m sorry, I won’t lie again, I promise.” Susan was saying as Digory began tying her legs to the desk. Digory smiled, “Of course you do … but you’ve still lied to me and deserve this.” He said as he lifted the back of her skirt and petticoats to reveal her white knickers. “That’s a nice view, don’t you think Lucy?” he asked the young girl. But Lucy just shook her head, Digory looked from her back to the view and then nodded, “You know you’re right, it needs something else!” He said and then returned to where Susan was tied to the desk, he picked up a letter opener and then approached the fabric covered backside and slipped the opener along one leg. Susan gave a gasp of shock and then started to speak, “No! You can’t do that! It’s not…” She said but it was too late as the fabric was removed from her side as the opener sliced its way out of the garment. Digory stood back and then went behind Lucy. “Yes, I agree Lucy that is a much better sight, but she’s too white in that area I think, although the light covering of hair is appealing to me.” He said and saw Susan’s face blush as she looked back at the two watching her. Digory went to stand behind Susan and rubbed his hand over her exposed bottom, causing the girl to gasp in shock. “You’re very tense young lady, now if I was you I’d relax, now ready one, two, three!” and on the count of three he struck her backside with his open hand. Of course when he started counting Susan knew what was going to happen and she tensed up at the third number, this meant that the blow was even harder on her and she cried out in pain. “Stupid girl that was just a tap. Just think what the next three are going to feel like!” Digory said and smiled at Lucy who was now turning white. “This is what will happen to you if you lie to me.” He told her and then gave Susan three sharp smacks on her cheeks. Digory then rubbed his hands on Susan’s ass-cheeks and felt the girl shudder as he began soothing her then she tensed up as his hand wandered to her front and touched the fir-line area that was her cunny. “Oh no Professor, please don’t!” Susan cried out. He turned to Lucy. “Now young girl you see how children must learn never to tell lies … now you wouldn’t tell me a lie would you?” He asked while pushing his finger into Susan’s body, rubbing her clit with his thumb. Lucy could only stare in shock before she shook her head. Digory smiled at her. “That’s very good I can see we are going to get on well. Now tell me Lucy have you ever seen one of these before?” He said unbuttoning his trouser-fly and releasing his rampant member. Lucy stared at this fleshy appendage and slowly nodded her head. Digory nodded at her, “There you are Lucy, that’s a good girl.” And he took his member in his hand and, removing his finger from her first, pushed his cock into Susan’s cunny. Susan gave a cry … not of fear but expectation, as Digory entered her. “Now Susan, will you tell me any more lies?” He asked her as he pushed his fleshy staff deep into her. “Nugh … no … no Professor … no …” She panted out as each breath was pushed from her lungs. Professor Digory smiled, although it was more of a grimace with the effort he was making. And then he gave a sudden exhalation of breath as he poured his essence into the 13 year-old girl tied before him. For a few minutes he held himself tight to Susan to allow the liquid to soak into her before he pulled out from her. Taking the remnants of her white knickers he gently wiped her cunny of his emissions, before releasing her from the desk. She stood before him sniffling away after her ordeal. “Now Susan, and you too Lucy. I want you both to look after your brothers in all things. Susan I know that you and Peter have already had some fun and so it’s up to you to ensure that Lucy and Edmund also have their own fun. To help you I want you Lucy to hand me your knickers and both of you are to remove any of your underwear you have packed and deliver them to me. I will check you both at times to ensure that you’re following my instructions. Will you do this for me?” He asked them both. Susan’s eyes flashed at his words but at Digory’s look she nodded and nudged Lucy who bit her lower lip and then blushed as she reached beneath her dress, tugging away at something before handing the Professor a pair of grey knickers, still warm from her body. “Thank you Lucy, now before you go please come to me and sit on my lap.” Digory said as he sat down in an armchair before the fire. Lucy looked at Susan who refused to meet her eyes and so she slowly approached the elderly man. “Don’t worry my dear; I think you’re too small for me to treat as I had Susan.” He said reassuringly. Lucy modestly climbed onto his lap and sat down, not knowing what to expect. What she didn’t think about was one of his hands reaching down and then touching her bare knee. She tensed. “Don’t worry Lucy. Now I know what Susan and Peter have been doing things in your bedroom, did you watch them?” Digory asked her quietly. “Yes.” Lucy said immediately – she didn’t want to have him smack her. “Did it make you feel funny about here?” He asked her pressing her tummy with his other hand and the first began rubbing her knee. “Yes.” Was her monosyllabic answer “Well my dear you can feel even better if you’ll let me show you.” Digory said. “No, you can’t she’s too young!” Susan protested. “If you interfere again young lady I will punish you again, I can think of several way to do that … do you want me to show you?” Digory said sharply to Susan. Susan dropped her head and shook it. “Good now just watch. I promised that I wouldn’t hurt Lucy here and I keep my promises.” He said and then returned his attention to the scared girl in his lap. “Now Lucy, I told you I would check if you were wearing your underwear didn’t I?” He said quietly. Lucy gave a worried look to Susan but there was no help there and so she nodded her head. Digory smiled at her, “All I’ll be doing is this.” He said and moved his hand up following the path of her leg until it joined her body and then he was touching the small cunny of Lucy. She tried to squirm away from his touch but she was held firm. “Don’t worry little Lucy, you might enjoy this soon.” He said and began moving his finger along the line of her slit. At first Lucy just sat there allowing him to molest her in a place her mother had always said was private and then she felt something … what was it … it was that feeling she had before when she watched Susan and Peter when he was pushing his thingy into her cunny. Digory could feel the girl reacting to his touch, she started to move to his finger as he rubbed her cunny, and he could also feel her getting moist down there. Encouraged he began to rub faster and faster, concentrating on the small protuberance at the top of her cunny – a place that Polly had first shown him so long ago – Susan watched amazed at her sister as she began to pant under the administrations of this elderly man. Suddenly Lucy gave a strangled cry and arched her back as she felt the first orgasm of her young life. She remained like that for a few more seconds before she slumped back onto the Professor’s body and closed her eyes. Digory looked at Susan his eyes piecing hers. “Make sure that young Edmund knows how to make her climax, we don’t want her to be cheated do we?” He said to her. Susan nodded, for some reason she found she was liking this old man now. “Professor do you mean you want Lucy and me to … to.” She began but faltered. “I want you and Peter to teach Edmund and Lucy on how to please each other, just don’t let my housekeeper find out, she’s a bit strict in her ways” Digory said and then thought to himself that there had been rumours about her and another younger girl, but they were just rumours weren’t they? “Best that she doesn’t find out.” He added. “But Lucy’s not old enough to…” Susan said slightly anxiously. “Really? I would have thought you’d notice that she was old enough to climax in my lap! Now I’ll inspect your rooms tonight for underwear … and nightclothes, I don’t think any of you will need them, I will leave your robes for when you need to walk around, just in case.” He lifted Lucy off his lap, noting with amusement the stain on his trousers – still undone from Susan’s punishment. He handed the now rousing girl to her sister and did the buttons up. “I think you and the boys will have an interesting afternoon. I’ll be interested in hearing about it later, and remember no lying to anyone, except my housekeeper of course.” He added. The two girls, Lucy staggering in the arms of Susan left the Professor’s office leaving him with the memory of these two young things and of the games he used to play, many years and in a different place completely … how he wished he could return, but that wasn’t to be. Maybe not for him but then for someone else? But the publishers didn’t want any of that to appear, I knew that someday I would have to write about Digory and Polly when they were younger, but at the moment I don’t know when that would be. In the meantime I’m busy rewriting the children’s meeting with the professor, it a pity but I really liked writing that piece before. It would have been a different book indeed. I’ll submit my next draft and see what they say ---- That was in the first envelope I removed from the trunk, I was amazed to read it. Did CSL actually write this? I looked at my watch, it was late! I’d have to read the next envelope later, if only I could let the world know of this side of the man! I gave a slight laugh but then realised that I could. I wonder would anyone bother to read it and how would they react to this glimpse of an Oxford Don? Maybe I will? |