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 A Father's Replacement Chapter 3 By Lee Davey Comments welcome at
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   Chapter 3 "He's a rapist Shelly" the middle aged woman sat back her hand
shaking in feigned shock and fury as she placed the mug of coffee carefully
down.  Her mind calculating her plans even as she carefully acted out
anger. Shelly looked up through tear filled eyes at the woman who sat
opposite her, surprised at the usually mild mannered woman's apparent
anger. Donna was the wife of her husband's superior officer, and the two
women shared many mornings chatting and providing companionship for each
other when their husbands were away.  Shelly had confided to Donna what had
happened the day before when drunk she had found herself sleeping with her
son.  She did not know why she had done what she did.  Nor could she
understand how her night ended with her young son shaking to a dry orgasm
as he rode on top of his mother.  Shelly had expected Donna to scream and
possibly call the police and have her arrested, when she confessed what had
happened.  But Donna much to her surprise she took an entirely different
view.  "Yes raped you.  He came home found his mother depressed and worse
for drink, and then forced his vile urges on her when she could not resist.
Remember I have two teen boys myself I know how they are slaves to their
disgusting urges".  "But it wasn't like that.  I'm sure it wasn't...."
Shelly protested as she tried to piece together yesterday's events and find
some explanation for what happened.  "It was me Donna.  I...  I must have
forced the boy, but I don't know why..  I wouldn't do that please Donna you
have to believe me.." Shelly broke down sobbing.  "It's not your fault"
Donna hugged the sobbing woman "It's called survivor guilt.  You can't find
it in your heart to believe you son would do such a thing, so it must
somehow be your fault".  "But I don't want him taken away" Shelly wailed I
love him".  "But think.  What if he does it again?  What about Mary, Sarah
even.  If the boy would abuse his mother why not his sister?" Seeing Shelly
about to protest Donna put a finger on her lips, "But I agree we don't want
the boy taken to jail.  What we will do is punish the boy very severely
ourselves, and make sure he learns the appropriate behaviour for a small
boy.  I must warn you it won't be very pretty.  Rape is a very serious
crime.  So I must have your word you won't interfere and give me permission
to do anything, and I mean anything, that I think necessary to ensure your
son grows up right."

   Shelly tried to think, everything was happening so fast.  She did not
think Jon, was a rapist, he couldn't be, but it did happen and it was
plainly wrong.  "SHELLY" Donna spoke loudly shaking Shelly from her head
shaking confusion, "You must realise the alternative is jail, and possibly
even Sarah and Mary being taken away too." That clinched it Shelly gave in
and nodded her surrender to her friend who smiled broadly.  Donna knew how
boys should be treated.  She had no hesitation in whipping her own two
young boys soundly until they screamed for mercy even for minor
infractions, but to cure a boy as perverted as Jon now that would take
something a little more extreme she mused eagerly.  "Shelly I'm just
popping out to pick up my two boys.  I will then return and take Jon to
stay with me.  Just for a short while" Donna placated the distraught
mother, "I'll teach the boy some self-discipline over his disgusting male
urges like my own two boys possess.  Then he will be able to come back home
and you can be one big happy family, safe from that perverts lewd needs".

   Mary cuddled Sarah as they sat on the couch watching their mother stride
up and down in the lounge.  They had only returned home an hour ago and the
atmosphere in the house was plainly tense.  They both knew that there
mother had been on edge for weeks but today something seemed to have
happened, something bad.  "Where's Jon Mummy, what's happening?" Sarah
asked taking her thumb out of her mouth just long enough to speak before
popping it back in.  "Quiet Sarah.  Jon's upstairs and all that is
happening is that Jon is going to stay with Auntie Donna for a few days. 
He just needs some male company - boys his own age." Shelly trailed off as
she tried to hide the truth from her two daughters.  Fortunately for Shelly
a knock sounded at the door before any more questions were asked.  Opening
the door Donna strode past her two sons dutifully following her into the
house.  Shelly had always been unsure about her friends two boys, the two
seeming to possess a 'stepford wives' vibe.  They were handsome and polite
boys; Bradley was 16, pale blond hair cut in a severe crew-cut, and almost
6 ft.  tall already, well-muscled and every teenage girls dream.  The
younger boy Jamie was only 13 still a boy rather than a young adult like
his older brother, he still showed the promise of also turning into a fine
young man.  Mary bucked up when she saw the two boys.  She knew Jamie from
school where they were in the same year but different classes.  However
every girl knew his older brother.  The most handsome boy in school
obviously interested in girls yet never having dated.  Every girl Mary
included silently dreamt that they would be the one to finally catch the
young man's eye.  Shelly pulled Donna to one side and whispered in her ear.
"I've changed my mind Donna.  I remember now that it was my fault....owwww"
Shelly gasped at the pain as Donna clamped her shoulder in a vice like
grip, pulling her outside the room.  "No Donna, I don't think so; the boy
is coming with me.  I said no Donna" a sly smile crept over the 40 year
olds face "After all your husband is coming up for promotion to Major soon
isn't he.  How do you think the promotion board will view his application
if he is known his son is a rapist and he married to a whore?  Yes Shelly I
know about your, let's say colourful past, and so does my husband. 
Remember your husband was security vetted when he applied unsuccessfully
for that role in Intel.  Your secret does not have to come out, if you play
ball with me, otherwise think about it.  Do you really think there let a
whore who raped her son keep her children?  No didn't think you would." The
4 children watched as Shelly came back into the room and as Donna marched
up stairs curious looks on all their faces which Shelly studiously ignored,
silently fearing for what she had just allowed her son to go through. 
Donna opened the door a crack and spied Jon sitting with his back to her.
By now he had been allowed to dress and was wearing a pale blue t-shirt on
top of a pair of grey jogging bottoms.  Thrusting the door open Donna
stormed over to where Jon turned in shock.  Her strong hand whipped around
and caught a clump of his hair.  Twisting she forced the shocked boy to his
feet and began to literally drag him towards the door.  "Ow, Ow Auntie
Donna what are you doing.  Stop your hurting me" Jon protested as he felt
as if his scalp was being torn off of him.  "You dirty little pervert"
Donna shouted in the boys' face causing him to cry in fear.  With a vicious
slap she caught Jon across his cheek leaving a bright red hand print;
before Jon could react Donna swung her hand back in a backhanded blow to
the other cheek stunning the boy who would have fallen had Donna not held
him up by his hair.  "Listen to me child" Donna hissed into the boys red
tear stained face "I know what you did with your mother, you perverted
little shit.  Boys your age should have no interest in sex.  Oh I know you
can't keep your hands from your little pricks, but I have a cure for that.
But to think a boy your age would dare to have sex with a woman. 
Unforgivable who do you think you are a man, don't make me laugh boy.  So
trust me child you will learn that there is a price to pay for overstepping
the line.  You will find out what it feels like to be raped to have a cock
forced up you without as much as a by your leave." "But I didn't Donna it
was all Mum's idea" Jon begged as he was dragged down the stairs and into
the room where Shelly sat crying her face hidden, and the 4 children looked
on in terror.  "DON'T LIE" Donna heavily cuffed the boy felling him to the
floor.  Donna now stood over the terrified Jon recoiling in horror as she
saw that he had wet himself in fear.  Reaching into her pocket she drew out
a sharp knife and methodically cut the clothes from the cowering boy, until
finally leaving him naked lying in the centre of the room.  Donna stepped
forward and placed her foot firmly on Jon's damp groin.  She slowly
increased the pressure, crushing the boys' testicles deep into his pubic
bone causing him to gasp and squirm.  "Do you want me to stop?" Donna asked
staring down at the boys now tear stained face, noting the still red marks
adorning both cheeks.  The pain in his little balls was too much for Jon to
speak, but he managed a nod as he felt his balls feel like they would pop.
"As you wish" Donna smiled as she raised her foot.  Then before Jon could
react she lashed the foot forward so hard into his already tortured
testicles his entire body was moved several inches across the floor.  Donna
slipped a hand into her skirt and gently felt her pussy as she stood over
the shaking gagging boy who lay curled in a tight ball at her feet.  With a
sigh she knew that there would be time for her fun later.  With a grunt she
lifted the boy to his feet and bodily helped the gasping boy down the
stairs and into the room where his family awaited him.  For a few moments
the room was silent save for the sobs issuing from Shelly who slowly rocked
in the corner her arms hugging her knees and her face hidden.  The spell
was broken when Donna curtly ordered her two sons to take the boy from her.
In short order Jon found himself held by the arms, and being frog marched
by the boys following their mother to where their vehicle awaited.