The Taming of Robert Clegg (invitation only)

[Silex]

This is a closed thread for Sandy and me to start with, but we might need other's to join us later. Feel free to read and enjoy...

Name: Robert Clegg
Age: 20
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: Student
Height: 5ft 10inch
Weight: 160lbs
Build: Slim


Tuesday, 7.30pm

She would be gone, well on her way to her aerobics class by now. I open the door to my room a crack and listen. Nobody is in the corridor or on the stairs as far as I can tell. I open my door fully and step out with my bag of laundry over my shoulder. I try to act casual and relaxed on the off chance I might run into someone on my way down to the laundry room in the cellar, if I do, then I’ll call the whole thing off and simply do my laundry.

Luck is on my side, I make it downstairs without seeing another soul. Great – so far! I spy the tumble drier in operation, I know Sandy’s things are inside, she uses the same washing machine and drier every week. My heart quickens with excitement as I close the door behind me and quickly make my way to the tumble drier. I’ve already spotted at least two pairs of Sandy’s panties going round and round.

The risky part isn’t stealing the panties, but actually getting back to my room without being seen. That’s where things can get a little hairy, let me explain. If I do my laundry every week the same time as Sandy does hers then by mere process of elimination she’ll conclude I’m the thief. If I am seen taking dirty laundry back to my room that will possibly make people think, and that will attract attention to me. So I take dirty laundry down to the cellar and most weeks wash it, on odd occasions I bring it back, should I be caught then my excuse is I’ve forgotten my washing powder.

By not stealing her panties regularly, and I now have a fair collection of her underwear, she can’t be totally certain that her panties are being stolen from the laundry room – I mean who would do such a thing?

I open the door and the drier stops, I reach in among the warm slightly damp clothes and after a brief search, fish out a nice black thong. I shut the door and the drier starts up, when I turn around Sandy is standing right behind me looking at me with the reddest angriest looking face I’ve ever seen and I’m clutching her panties – caught red handed.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy - very, very annoyed:

“Give me them back now.” I snatch my briefs off him. “So you’re the perverted little thief are you? I’ve missed my aerobics class tonight to find out who has been stealing my underwear, you filthy little pervert - what do you do with my undies anyway – forget that, I don’t want to know. You can explain yourself to the College Principle…”

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


“No Sandy… I’m sorry… I don’t know what came over me… Please don’t report me… I know it’s wrong, I couldn’t help myself. I’ll do anything you want, just don’t report me – the shame of it, my parents and family, please don’t…”

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

“What on earth could a scrawny little pervert like you offer me.” I answered his whining back sharply. I could see his eyes starting to fill with tears, still I didn’t feel in the least bit sorry for him…

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


“I’ll do anything you like… Help with your studies… Valet your car, whatever. Just please don’t get me expelled over this, I’ll even replace all your underwear, buy it brand new for you if you like…”

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

I suddenly started to see there might be some mileage in this. It just depended how long I could string him a long for, I could certainly use a lackey. Think of that, my room cleaned, dusted and tided every week, my car washed regularly. “So let me get this right.” I demanded hotly, “You are offering me your services as my private flunky for how long exactly?”

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


Oh-o! Suddenly I saw where this might be leading – too late, I had no choice. “As long as you like, so long as you don’t tell another living soul.”

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

Time to put my lackey to the test, I thought wily.
“I won’t tell a soul so long as you do as your told, but put one step out of line mister and I’ll sing to the whole world. Now empty that drier and carry it up to my room – by the way, what’s your name?”

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


Geeze! She doesn’t even know my name, I thought glumly. This was a girl that I fantasised about, my first waking thought every morning was of her smooth ass covered in tight jeans, I knew every single contour of her perfectly shaped bum; my last thought at night was of her firm boobs jutting out from her flat belly and the way they moved when she walked. Yet she didn’t even know my name!
“Rob… Robert Clegg.”

I started emptying the drier, carefully folding her clothes and stacking them neatly when it suddenly occurred to me… “Wait a minute, what if someone sees me carrying your clothes upstairs to your room…?”

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

“Well Rob… I’m sure you’ll think of something, after all, you’ve had plenty of practice at sneaking about… I’ll see you upstairs - I assume you know which room?”

I walked out and up the stairs deep in thought. Rob… I would have to dream up a more suitable name for him, was not the kind of guy I would look at twice. For a start he was a skinny in a gangly sort of way and was a total swot, not that I knew much about him but he seemed to lack any sense of humour from what little I did know. I had to admit, I was surprised at find it was him stealing my underwear, he was the last person I would have suspected.

I entered my room and left the door slightly ajar. The room wasn’t really in a bad mess, I was not particularly messy, but there were some dishes that needed washing. That would do for starters, then I’d send him down to wash my car…

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


Thankfully nobody saw me carrying Sandy’s laundry upstairs. I should have died of embarrassment if they had. I saw she had left the door open and pushed through. She had changed and was standing with her back to me, my eyes travelled her slim long legs to the hem of her mini skirt and I felt a prang of excitement as I stepped inside my dream girls room, at the same time I felt myself beginning to harden.

This was new territory for me, I had never seen inside her room before. She turned as I entered and pointed to a vacant chair. I walked over and set her laundry down.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

I noticed the way he suddenly hobbled awkwardly across the room with my laundry. He has a stiffy! Did I so easily affect him that way? Oh this might be more fun than I initially thought.

He tried to adjust himself when he thought I wasn’t looking as I directed him to put my laundry away in my wardrobe and dresser. I was particularly attentive when I directed him to my underwear drawer and noticed how his fingers strayed over my lingerie.
“What did you do with all the clothes you stole?”

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


My face went bright red. I really didn’t need this shame right now. I had a real boner after seeing all her gorgeous underwear in her drawer, and now she wanted to know what I did with the stuff I stole off her. Should I tell the truth?
“Wore ‘em…” I blurted out. Keeping my back to her so she wouldn’t see how red I was.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

“You are kidding me?” I said in my most serious voice. I genuinely had mixed feelings about this revelation, part of me wanted to laugh, yet part of me was disgusted. “I don’t believe you.” I said at last. “You couldn’t possibly wear my underwear, they wouldn’t fit you.”

He insisted that they would, and did. I marched right across to my drawer and pulled out a pair of my underwear, the very panties he was in the process of stealing when I caught him. He looked totally surprised when I threw them at him and said. “Go on then! Put ‘em on. You can use the bathroom to change into them, then I want to see you out here wearing them!”

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


I retreated to the bathroom where I removed my trousers and shorts. It was a tight fit, but her panties fit, just as I knew they would. Feeling incredibly self-conscious and silly, I walked out of her bathroom so she could see, all trace of my previous boner had wilted to nothing.

I pulled my shirt up when she told me so she could actually see I was wearing her panties, and turned myself around when she told me.
“You can stay like that while you wash my dishes.” Sandy told me. “If you do a good job, I’ll let you put your trousers back on before you go downstairs to wash my car for me.”

She wouldn’t do that, she wouldn’t dare – would she? There was no way I wanted to find out and so I sent to work on her dishes and made damn sure I did a first class job.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

He stepped out of my bathroom and looked totally ridiculous, hairy legs and shirt. I bid him to lift the bottom of his shirt so I could actually see if he was wearing my thong and that made him look even more absurd; hairy legs, black thong with a straining front and a pile of pubic hairs poking out on all sides. I would never have believed they would stretch that far, and when I made him turn in front of me I got a sight of his bare bum. I had to stifle a giggle at the sight of my thong vanishing between his tight little cheeks.

Wickedly I thought it might be fun to keep him dressed that way while he set about the chores I listed for him. When he finished washing my dishes, drying them and putting them away, I sent him downstairs to wash my car, but I did allow him to wear his trousers.

People were now going to see him washing my car and that was going to raise some eyebrows and no doubt some questions too. I wasn’t wrong either, ten minutes after Robert had left my room Lisa ‘phoned to ask why Cleggy was washing my car?
“I don’t know.” I lied. “He just asked if he could, isn’t that nice of him don’t you think?”
I laughed after I hung up.

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


It seemed word was out. I should have known it wouldn’t take long. Several times as I washed Sandy’s car for her, people stopped to ask what I was doing (duh?) – Okay, Why was I doing it?
“Nothing else better to do?” I would answer them and carry on.

When I had finished I headed up to Sandy’s room to see what else needed doing. I was actually beginning to enjoy my new role as her flunky. When I arrived she set me to cleaning her bathroom, then to dusting her room and a number of other jobs, like cooking her tea.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

I thought I could get use to this, and after a couple of days I became more confident in my handling of Clegg. he was such a whimp, nothing was too much trouble for him, he set about every chore and task with enthusiasm, never a grumble or complaint.

The day after I had caught him, he arrived at my door with a bag full of brand new lingerie, to replace those he had stolen off me. If he thought I was going to let him off the hook now, he was mistaken. I had been plotting some of my revenge on him over night - looking back now, I don't think he would have overjoyed had I simply let him off. I actually think he wanted to be my lackey.

Of course everyone knew by now that Robert was doing chores for me, they just couldn't understand the arrangement and I was sworn to secrecy so long as Robert kept up his end of the bargain.

Saturday was fast approaching and I had planned to have a few friends over and decided that Robert would serve drinks and take care of the washing up. I had him running all kinds of errands as I got preperations underway for the party.

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


The truth was I liked carrying out all these jobs for Sandy, demeaning it might appear to others, but it meant I got to be near her, I got some of her attention and I got to play a part in her life – far more than I had before she caught me stealing her underwear. I still thought she was the hottest thing on two legs, not that it bothered me (very much) that she didn’t feel the same way about me.

Sandy was having a party and wanted me to be there. To meet her guests, take their coats, serve drinks, wash the empty glasses and then later clean and tidy the place up. My only reservation was that Lisa would be there and I didn’t like her too much. Actually I didn’t understand why Sandy had such a friend like Lisa. Lisa was loud, rude and a first class bitch, and I felt sure that Lisa would cause me trouble and probably some major embarrassment given half a chance, she would love to belittle me at every opportunity.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

The big day arrived for my pyjama party and I had Robert working all day, fetching and carrying, cleaning the place, helping me get it set out, cooking stuff for the finger buffet, washing dishes, the list was endless. When everything was ready I gave him his instructions, he was to wear formal dress, black trousers and white shirt, I wanted him to wear a dickey-bow-tie, only he didn’t have one. He would fetch drinks all night to anyone that wanted one.

I could tell he was pretty nervous, particularly as he would be dressed totally different to everyone else…

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


I was feeling pretty uneasy, after all I would know most if not all those coming to the party and I was going to feel well out of it, the proverbial spare prick in a brothel, I would just have to get on with it.

I changed as per Sandy’s instructions and when I arrived at her rooms I couldn’t believe my eyes. She looked absolutely stunning in her semi-transparent baby doll nightie with bra and panties underneath. I had an instant boner and thought I would never survive the night with Sandy dressed like that…

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

As soon as Robert walked in the door I saw his eyes drinking me in, I also noticed how his trousers expanded rapidly at the front…
“In your dreams.” I told him. “Don’t forget your place, you are my servant and will never be my lover.”

Secretly I liked the effect I had on him, but that’s not the same as fancying him and freckly faced broom handle man with glasses was not my idea of a lover. Besides, my being so un-attracted to him had its advantages, I didn’t get to feel all gooey about him or guilty about the way I treated him. To me he was still a pervert and a thief, but one who had his uses in making my life easier.

My guests started to arrive and Robert duly took the coats they were wearing to hide the pj’s they concealed underneath. Several smirked and made snide remarks about Roberts duties, one or two were stunned. Then Lisa arrived…

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


I opened the door to find Lisa standing on the threshold with two of her cronies.
“Don’t just stand there flunky – let us in.”

I stepped aside so Lisa and her companions could enter. She turned her back to me and slipped her jacket. She was wearing a negligee, complete with little shorts. If she weren’t such a bitch I might have been drooling at the mouth.
“Put your eyes back in flunky.” She walked away with a little wiggle to her ass.

I took her friends coat and carried them to Sandy’s bedroom which was being used as a cloakroom for the evening. The biggest problem I had was remembering whose coat belonged to who so I could let them have it back at the end of the night. Smartly, I had pen and paper to hand and was pinning names to jackets.

When I left the bedroom I suddenly heard Lisa shouting out my name…
“Flunky – where is the useless bore? Ah there he is, your supposed to be serving drinks.” She then looked at both of her empty hands and pulled a face at me. Several people laughed, which I knew would only encourage her.

I spent the evening fetching drinks, and these guys were really keeping me busy. It seemed I was practically running the whole time. No sooner had I fetched one glass and someone else wanted a drink.

 

[sandmartin]

Sandy:

The evening wore on and everyone appeared to have a good time. People were starting to drift off and Robert was finding time to clear away and do some of the washing up between fetching drinks. For my part I was having my tonsils checked out by a friend’s friends tongue! His hand seemed glued to my backside, which was okay for now, just so long as it didn’t get any other ideas – I’m not that kind of girl…

 

[Silex]

Robert Clegg


Lisa was taking full advantage of my services, it was almost as if she regarded me as her own personal property. Now that the party had thinned, she still didn’t let up, taking any and every opportunity to show me up or run around for her.
“Flunky!” She called, and I headed her way. She waved a glass in the air for me, “Another drink and be sharp about it this time would you.”

I filled her glass, perhaps a little full in hind sight. Taking it back to her some split as she reached for it and landed on her negligee. She flipped… “You stupid idiot. Look what you’ve done…”

It was only a drop and I wasn’t entirely convinced it was my fault. “I’m sorry…” I blurted out.
“Oh you will be.” She fired back angrily. “I’ll make you pay for this – Sandy! Look what your flunky has done!”

Sandy was bonded at the mouth to some guy’s mouth – I was jealous as hell, particularly at seeing where his hand was. Sandy waved a hand in an absent minded gesture.
“I want him punished for this?” Lisa demanded. Again Sandy waved her hand.
“Right you…” Lisa turned on me, eyes blazing. “Touch your toes and I will invite everyone to give you one good whack to soften you up for me. Then I’ll give you six!”

Sandy had unstuck her lips and was watching me, I looked back at her hoping…