BILLY Part 2+3 ff/M age demotion role reversal

[derry-boychild]

PART TWO


It was breakfast time on Saturday. Roberta talked to her father.

“William, we have to talk a bit more about how you handle money. Could you tell me why you have not saved up for new clothes, you should have managed that from your allowance.”

“Well Miss Roberta it is hard. You know that I usually have to eat at a café. You would be amazed how expensive those are. I am sorry. If you could give me a bigger allowance, out of MY wages maybe I could afford it.”

“Is that the only problem?”

“It’s mainly the cost of any decent cafe.”

Roberta stood up. She walked around the table and turned around the chair that her father had been sitting in. She looked right down at him and asked.

“Did you spend ten pounds on buying drinks at lunchtime yesterday. Last week did you spend twenty five pounds on gambling machines?”

“Have you been spying on me?”

“William, will you answer my question?”

“Yes I spent money at the pub and the betting shop, but if the café was cheaper I could buy nice clothes.”

Roberta took her father’s hand and walked him to the door. He allowed the 18 year old to lead him into the street. Stephanie followed. Roberta spoke in a fairly loud and clear voice. Other people in the street much have heard some of what she said.

“William, we have treated you as if you were a 10 year old boy. That’s obviously not right. You are much less mature. Emotionally you are clearly a LITTLE boy. So from now on that is how we are going to treat you Billy

“I am going to invite Daisy and Ruby to lunch. We are going to have toad in the hole and then we are going to have apple crumble and ice cream. However Billy told lies. He told them deliberately. So he shall have something else in his mouth.

“We are going to buy some soap. Stephanie is going to wash your mouth out, just before lunch. Then you will keep the bar of soap in your mouth whilst everyone else eats nice food.”

William North just stayed silent as he was lectured. Roberta told him more of what was going to happen:

“Eight of the twenty pounds a week you got was supposed to be for clothing. Obviously you cannot be trusted to budget for of choose your own clothes. We will have to buy you some clothes now. That means that until you have paid back the eight pounds you have wasted you will only get eight pounds a week.”

Billy hoped that people did not quite understand the full significance of why his hand was being held so firmly as he was led into the High Street. They stopped outside the Oxfam shop. Stephanie opened the door. Billy was walked in.

“I think that short trousers will suit Billy much better than what he’s wearing.”

Billy was taken into the small changing area in the charity shop. He ended up walking out of the shop in dark blue short trousers and a light blue short-sleeved shirt. Several matching shirts and pairs of short trousers were put into the bag he had to carry in the hand that Roberta was not holding.

Next he was walked to the shoe shop. The fashionable trainers were replaced by sandals and blue socks going up to his knees.

” I have some good news for you Billy, you get your allowance today instead of Monday. “

The 18 year old, who was using very high, heals to emphasize how much she towered over her father.

“The first things you need to buy with your allowance are going to be a flannel and a bar of carbolic soap- because you DO really NEED your mouth to be washed out with soap.”

A lady with an American accent overheard:

“I’d LOVE to mouth soap my husband.”

Roberta explained:

“Billy’s not my husband.”

Stephanie finished the clarification

“Billy’s our Daddy but he acts like a naughty little boy.”

Stephanie took hold of the bag containing Billy’s childish clothes. Roberta held his hand and led him to the relevant parts of Boots. He duly put both carbolic soap and a flannel into his basket and paid. This left him six pounds thirty five pence for the rest of the week.

Billy had been warned what would happen if he did not ask for his punishment. Not only would his mouth be washed out with soap but also Stephanie, Daisy and Roberta would each spank him. He smelled the wonderful food that Roberta and Stephanie were cooking. He set the table. Daisy arrived with her daughter.

Everyone was sat down Roberta was ready to serve. Billy then said what he had to say:


“Miss Stephanie I was a very naughty boy and I kept telling lies. Would you please wash my mouth out with soap?”

Stephanie put a towel around his neck to protect his childish shirt. She vigorously soaped the flannel

“Open up.”

He obeyed. The 12 year old spent three minutes thoroughly scrubbing the inside of her 43 year old father’s mouth with really pungent soap. Finally she pushed the remainder of the soap in his mouth. He got to watch as the girls tucked into really lovely food.


The afternoon was much nicer for Billy. He was not told to do housework. Instead it was suggested that he go into the garden and play on the swing. It felt odd for a 43 year old to play on a child’s toy but it was not so bad.

Now something else had happened. Mrs Peters, the woman who had ‘babysat’ Roberta almost up to the age of 15 had moved next door. Mrs Peters’ husband was a Merchant Seaman who was away for very long periods. They had 6-year-old triplets- Gary, Barry and Larry.

There was a gate between the two back gardens. Barry said:

“Can I borrow your swing? You can play with my boat on the pond. “

There was a small pond in the Peters back garden. It had some model sailing boats and a remote controlled electric boat on it.

“Okay, that would be nice.”

Barry played on the swing in Billy’s back garden. Billy kneeled down and tried to set the sails on a sailboat model. The boat pond was huge. All the boys knew that their daddy had a really big boat where he worked on the Ocean.

Billy was a bit bored with playing with the boats. Still it was not as boring as ironing and washing dishes. A little after five he as called in for tea. He ate with his daughters. It was not exiting but it tasted MUCH nicer than carbolic soap.

Billy went into the garden again after tea. Stephanie and Mrs Peters kept an eye on the boys. Then at just after half past seven Roberta went out and shouted to her father:

“Billy, you’ve got to come in. Your bedtime is eight o’clock.”

This was the first time that he had been given a ‘bedtime’.

“Let me just see if my boat wins the race with Gary.”

“NOW Billy, you don’t want to be naughty do you?”

William North did not fancy another spanking so he obeyed his daughter. He was unhappy when he saw the ‘Bob the Builder’ pajamas that had been bought for him. Still he did what he was told. The door and the curtains were closed to make it easier for him to get to bed.

A little after 11 he heard his daughters talking. It was clear that 12-year-old Stephanie had a much more flexible bedtime than her father

It felt strange to Billy spending his weekend Sunday with 6 year olds. Still this seemed better than doing all the housework. It was a nasty shock when he was called in at half past five- because he had teatime and then bedtime at seven because he had work the next day.

The next day Gary proudly told the adult who was playing with him and his brothers

“Our bed time is eight o’clock on school nights and nine thirty and Friday and Saturday.”

Billy felt very conspicuous going to work in his ‘little boy’ short trousers and short-sleeved shirt. Still nobody actually said anything.

That Wednesday was Billy’s 44th birthday. Roberta had telephoned his boss and explained that a surprise party was arranged.

The food that was prepared for Billy was a bit childish but it was nice. He was surprised, but not 100% upset to find out that his main gift was a train set. He was less pleased when he saw his other present. His bedroom had been redecorated. Wallpaper with pictures of cars and airplanes been put on the wall, along with a couple of Barney the Dinosaur posters.

Just before he went to work on Thursday morning Billy said:

“I do not have any money for lunch. Can I borrow some?”

Stephanie had an answer. She made two peanut butter and jam sandwiches. That lunchtime he went as far as he could from his colleagues and ate in a park. He hoped they did not know about his childish lunch.

PART THREE[/u/]

The next Saturday was Stephanie’s 13th birthday. Her gifts included a new computer and some very grown up clothes. Roberta also had another gift:

“Stephanie, you are a very mature person. You are clearly a woman rather than a little girl. I think that you do not need a babysitter. I have talked to Mrs Peters. She says you are mature enough to baby-sit Gary, Larry and Barry. I think that you are old enough to baby-sit Billy.

“Mrs Peters does not think that spanking is the right thing for her sons. So you should NOT spank her boys. However if Billy is naughty you SHOULD spank him.

“Now I am going to be away for quite a lot of the time. You can call me on my mobile phone. I know you are not as strong as me. If Billy needs to be spanked you should spank him and make a note of it. Then when I come home I will spank him.

“If Billy gets difficult about a spanking please give me a call. Then I will come home and spank him. Then he will get ANOTHER spanking at the time I would have come home if naughtiness had not interrupted my trip.”

Billy spent the weekend much as he did the previous one. It was quite nice having Gary, Larry and Barry visit and play with him in his room with the train set. Actually Mrs Peters quite liked the lovely train set as well.

On Monday Roberta drove away. She was going to spend the week looking at different Universities. She had made sure to do all the shopping that was needed. Billy had asked:

“How am I going to get to work?”

Roberta gave him an Oyster card- which pays for London bus trips.

“You can get the 97b Bus. It will take you all the way to your work and all the way home. By the way I do NOT think that LITTLE boys should be driving. When I am home I may drive Billy to work but he must NEVER touch the car keys.

“Oh and I have changed the insurance. You are NOT insured to drive this car. The POLICE would think that Billy was naughty if he drives this car.”

Billy had kind of got used to people at work seeing him in short pants at work. There were the odd comments and giggles. On the bus nobody said anything but lots or people looked closely at him and seemed to whisper.

When he drove Billy had cursed the bus lane. Now the 97b went very fast. He arrived home at only a quarter past five. Unknown to Billy, Stephanie had been busy.

****

A year or so earlier Stephanie had experienced a weight problem. One of the reasons her father had bought her overalls was that they showed it off and had indeed encouraged her to do more exercise and to eat less.

She no longer needed the overall. Stephanie was worried that her father might damage the nice shirts and short pants when he played outside. She had an idea. She adapted her old overalls. She cut off most of the legs and neatly hemmed them.

Stephanie smiled to herself. She thought it might change her father from looking like he was maybe 8 to perhaps a 4 year old. Stephanie was pleased when the doorbell rang (Billy was no longer allowed a door key.)

“Billy, I’ve got some new clothes for you. I think this and a t-shirt would be much better for playtime. Now run along and get changed.”

Billy looked at the overalls. He too thought that would make him look younger. He took the overalls his 13 year old daughter gave him, ran up stairs slammed his bedroom door.

Stephanie thought for a few minutes. She then knew what she had to do. She went to the drawer in the living room with the big heavy hairbrush. She walked upstairs and opened her father’s bedroom door. He was lying on his bed.

“Billy, it is naughty to disobey your babysitter. You know what you have to ask when you have been naughty.”

For a few seconds Billy just lay on the bed reading a newspaper. Stephanie knew she had to assert her authority. She talked quietly.

“I am going to count to ten. Then I will call Miss Roberta. I think she will be VERY cross if she has to handle your disobedience.”

“One, two…”[i/i]

Then Stephanie speeded up her counting.

“Three-four-five-six-seven-eight, nine…”

Then she paused for half a second. She took her mobile phone out of her handbag. She had achieved the desired effect. Her father said:

“Miss Stephanie, Billy has been very naughty. Will you please spank him?”

Stephanie smiled.

“Of course I will, stand up for a minute child.”

Billy stood up. Stephanie pulled down his short trousers. Then she pulled down his cartoon-covered underpants. Billy was a little confused when she turned him around. She sat on his bed, with the wall supporting her back. Actually it was because Stephanie was left handed.

Billy was embarrassed that a girl who was clearly smaller than he was could force him to submit to, and indeed request, a spanking. He decided not to cry. Billy achieved the objective of avoiding tears and babyish bawling. However there was more pain than he expected. His left buttock had not been hardened to Roberta and other girls’ spanks.

Stephanie was disappointed that her spanking had not got her Daddy to cry. She decided to add to his punishment. Once she was finished she said:

“Now you can stand in the corner for fifteen minutes and then get ready for bed. You will not be playing with the boys and you will not be having supper. You will be in bed by six.”

William North thought about resisting this latest humiliation, bed at six. On the other hand if he were naughty again he feared that he would provoke his barely teenaged daughter to call in help from her much stronger big sister.

Just after six there was a knock on the back door. Gary had a question:

“Can Billy come out to play?”

“No Billy has been naughty.”

“Has he been given a time out?”

“Sort of, I spanked him, stood him in the corner and sent him to bed without his tea.”

Stephanie talked quite loudly. Her father heard the conversation.


The next day Billy again experienced stares on the bus as he wore short trousers. It would not have been so bad if his footwear had been trainers, people might have thought with athletic type shoes he was going jogging. As it was, with the sandals, he looked like an overgrown little boy.

Even though Stephanie’s spanking was not as painful as Roberta’s he did not want to repeat it. Especially as he remembered he could expect a spanking from his 18 year old at the weekend when she returned home.

So, as soon as Stephanie let him in, Billy obediently put on the childish overalls and went out in the garden to join Larry, Gary and Barry. The 6 year olds were looking forward to their 7th birthday a month away. They wore long trousers and could look like they were nearly ready for secondary school. Billy’s outfit looked like he was nearly ready for nursery school.

Mrs Peters did not believe in spanking. Neither did the boys’ father. However they knew that other some boys, and a couple of girls, in their class were spanked by their parents. They were curious but had not asked class mates about it.

Billy was seen as different by the boys. So for the next few days, although Billy was able to play on the swing and the boating pond, his playmates wanted to talk about one topic:

“Does spanking hurt a lot?

“Does Aunt Stephanie pull down your trousers?

“Does she pull down your underpants?”

“Does she just use her hand?

“Do you ever cry?”

The worst part was when Billy talked about Stephanie and Daisy watching Roberta’s heaviest spanking.

“I cried my eyes out, especially when Miss Stephanie giggled at my red bottom.”

Billy actually cried as he talked about it. Barry was sorry for the big little boy. Sadly Larry and Gary laughed at this reaction.

A few weeks earlier there was a telephone message from Great Aunt Edith. She would be visiting London. Could she visit? Stephanie returned the call. She somehow forgot all about it.

That Saturday morning Roberta arrived home. Stephanie told her about how Billy had disobeyed and that she had been forced to spank him. Roberta reminded her father of what had been said:

“Please Miss Roberta, would you spank me. I was very naughty and disobeyed Miss Stephanie. I need a spanking from a bigger girl so it will really hurt.”

Billy had thought that he would get used to spanking. However his right bottom had not been hit for nearly 10 days. It REALLY hurt when Roberta whapped it. This time Daisy had held his hands so that he could not struggle during the spanking. He found he was kicking as well as crying. It felt really childish.

He carried on crying as he was stood in the corner with his shorts and underpants around his ankles. Stephanie had talked to her friend Julia. Julia had not believed that her Stephanie had invited her friend.

Stephanie was actually a bit disappointed that Julia was not there to watch the actual spanking. Still she ran to the door wanting her friend to see her daddy’s red behind. Unfortunately it was not Julia. It was great Aunt Edith.

Actually Edith did not look like the stereotype of a great aunt. She was 48 but looked younger. The girls had quite liked her on the few occasions they had met her. Billy had not.

Women in Edith’s family had been strongly feminist for many generations. It was a particular kind of feminism. Edith really liked one Suffragette slogan:

“Votes for Women, Chastity for men.”

Now there were elements of women’s Liberation who were hedonist and were into a lot of SEXUAL experiment. That was not Edith’s choice. She, and her older friend Milly who had recently died, felt that sex (gay or straight) should be kept both private and monogamous. She also had a puritanical attitude to some other things, like gambling and drinking.

It totally horrified Edith to see what, at first, looked like a sexual scene with young teenagers and her adult nephew. Roberta told the whole story.

Billy had to stand in the corner showing his red bottom whilst Roberta told her great aunt about how badly he had behaved. How he had drunk a lot and would have driven away from the car. Aunt Edith also listened to how Billy’s gambling had nearly meant that they had electricity cut off and might even have been homeless.

“So we decided that Daddy really could not behave as a responsible adult. And then I remembered how well certain spankings had worked on me when I was exceptionally childish.”

Edith listened and thought. Finally she explained what she felt. She really did like the idea of young women taking control of things.

“Millie and I never had children. Millie might have thought of looking for a sperm donor, if she had not got so ill so young. I do not think that I would spank a little boy or a little girl. However I think spanking is a WONDERFUL way of dealing with an adult male who acts like a spoiled brat.

“I am going to be staying at the Drummonds Hotel for the next few weeks. Next time Billy needs a trip over someone’s knees, please let me know. I am sure it would help him to remember not to be so naughty.”

Billy felt even worse. He had always thought that his American based aunt was a bit fierce. This was a really awful idea. Somehow he could not help himself as he said, audibly

“Bitch.”

Edith thought for half a second and then talked to her nephew:

“Calling me a lady dog was naughty in two ways. You meant to use a foul word, which is unkind. Also it is not nice to canines. Queen and Duchess were some of the best friends Millie and I ever had and they were dogs, who happened to be girls.”

Billy was told that he could wait until the next day to have his punishment. He was told what it would be.