I sat on the train smiling to myself. I was heading back to Leeds Uni after a nice summer break. This year was different; I was now lodging with a lady call Viv. I'd never met Viv; just spoke with her on the phone. My first impressions of Viv, bearing in mind I'd only spoken with her on the phone, was she sounded nice, but there was an air of authority with her tone. I didn't know too much of her back ground, just that she lived alone in a very large house. I was clear that Viv didn't need the money, so perhaps she took in a lodger for company.
To past the journey from London, and to stash in my new bedroom, I had bought several pornographic magazines, knowing that the mid-afternoon train from Kings Cross would be fairly quiet and tucked them away in my luggage. I also had some from those lent to me by friends. I was looking forward to settling down on the train to read them, but in the end it was too busy. It was so frustrating knowing that I'd I'd have to wait for the privacy of my bedroom, to look through them.
Viv, meanwhile, was sitting in her kitchen reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of tea. She looked up at the clock and smiled to herself. "Soon be time to pick James up from the station" she thought. Little did I know what was in store! Viv had strong views about men and women. She believed strongly that men needed to be kept in their place and taught a lesson, and now that she had a young lad lodging under her roof, she was determined to instil proper respect into me.
Viv picked me up from the station, she greeted me and we chatted happily on the drive home. I was dying to read the mags and hide them from her view. I was mightily impressed by her house. It was a large old farm house, with no houses for a good ½ mile away. Her garden was totally secluded but very unkempt.
When we got into the house she made me a cup of tea and some snacks. While she did that, I went upstairs to unpack, freshen up and get settled. Viv sat downstairs, trying to decide how best to begin with setting the rules and discipline. As I unpacked I took out my new collection from the suitcase and flicked through a couple. I was so horny that I took my cock out and casually stroked it.
On a whim Viv decided to go upstairs and see what I was doing; if I needed anything - towels, an extra pillow etc. Viv went quietly to my room and paused outside it. My door was closed, but there was a keyhole. Viv stooped and peered through it. She caught her breath as she saw her new lodger, not more than 5 minutes in the door, stretched out on his bed, his erect cock in one hand and a glossy magazine in the other. A rueful smile spread across her face. She couldn't help noticing that I had a smaller than average cock. Viv smiled to herself. Clearly this presented Viv with the perfect excuse and opportunity to lay the law down. Viv straightened up, and opened the door, feigning a casual tone. "I'm making some tea James, would you like.... " her voice trail off as she stepped into the room and saw me lying on my bed with my cock in my hand. I cried out in shock, and lay there, frozen with my cock in my hand and mag now on my leg.
Viv was silent as she crossed the room and snatched the magazine from my unresisting hands. She scanned it briefly, inwardly excited by the pictures, which depicted various men and women in obscene poses. The women were all very buxom, and the men very well-hung. Then she threw the magazine down on the bed and glared at me.
"James, how DARE you bring that kind of filth into my house! You dirty little boy! To think you haven't even been in my house an hour and I catch you doing disgusting things like this. Is this what they teach you at that uni?!" I lay still, too scared and embarrassed to move. My hand was still clutched round my cock, which was now totally limp.
Viv stared at me fiercely and I thought I'd be kick out that instant. "Stand up!" Viv snapped. "Stand up right now!" I did as I was told, clasping my hands over my cock and balls.
"Hands on your head!" she barked. "It's not like you've got anything I haven't seen before." Blushing furiously, I did as I was told. Viv stared at me critically. "That's better. Blimey! It's not like you've got much to hide now is it?" Viv said. "I'm hardly going to be shocked by the sight of that pathetic little thing." I squirmed in embarrassment at Viv's brutal dismissal of my manhood.
Viv glared fiercely at my now quivering lodger. "I won't stand for this kind of behaviour I, I won't! Lying on your bed ogling pictures of naked women like that. Women aren't just objects for your pleasure, you know. You don't judge them just by the size of their breasts!" I was filled with humiliation. Viv reached out and grabbed my arm. "Come with me." Viv said firmly. "A dirty little brat like you needs to get thoroughly cleaned up to wash the filth off him, and then I'm going to punish you severely for your wickedness." Viv hauled me out of my room and into the bathroom.
Viv grabbed my arm ordered me to strip and to get into the shower cubicle. She turned the water on, and proceeded to wash me with a large scrubbing brush, rubbing me vigorously until my skin was red all over. I groaned particularly loudly when the brush tore across my genitals, but Viv just ignored me and scrubbed extra hard. When Viv was done, she pulled me out of the shower and threw a towel at me. "Come on, dry yourself off, and be quick about it." Viv snapped briskly and I hurriedly obeyed. When I was dry, Viv reached out and grabbed hold of my arm. "Right! Let's go to my room." Viv said, and dragged me along the landing by my arm.
Viv pulled the stool out from her dressing table, and picked up a large hairbrush, sat down and hauled me over her lap. Viv stared for a moment at my pink bottom in front of her, loving the perfect roundness and tightness of her lodger's buttocks. Then she brought the hairbrush down hard on my arse, and I yelled. "There! This is what happens to dirty little boys in this house!" Viv cried, and began to spank me fiercely with the brush.
"Yes, squeal you little pig!" Viv cried "Squeal so I know you're learning your lesson."
