Romeo and Juliet did WHAT?
 
Copyright June 1999 by Verywierd
 
(M/f, S/M, Cons, Teens)
 
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This is a work of fiction and any resemblances to persons 
living or dead are purely coincidental.
 
Note: The main characters are teenagers due to who they are 
and not out of any deliberate appeal to pedophilic tastes. 
Through the magic of science everyone speaks modern 
English.
 
 
Chapter One
 
The climb up the vines never seemed to get any easier, and 
the young man's heart still pounded in his chest several 
minutes after he had made his nightly ascent to the 
balcony, although the closeness of the lovely young lady in 
a white linen nightgown may have contributed to his cardiac 
distress. As ever, the sight of her pale, delicate face 
filled his soul with joy and made him want to run in 
circles shouting her name.
 
This night, however, there were other matters weighing on 
his mind and the young lady was quick to notice.
 
"Are you ill, Romeo?" she asked in concern "You seem uneasy 
this night."
 
"No, my darling Juliet, I am as healthy as ever" he 
replied, bringing her fingers to his lips.
 
"Did the Capulet  guardsmen try to harm you?" she asked 
again, alarm in her voice.
 
"No, no, my sweet love, this has been a day of peace in 
Verona" replied Romeo again, still not meeting her eyes.
 
Juliet's face paled. Her ruby red lips trembled as a 
dreadful thought passed through her mind. "Your heart has 
changed! You love me no more!" she cried out in anguish.
 
Stunned at this accusation, Romeo dropped to his knees, 
pressing his face to her lap. "Never! I would sooner be 
devoured by the lions of the ancient Caesars than forsake 
you."
 
"Then why do you turn from my gaze like one who is the 
bearer of dire tidings?" she demanded in frustration.
 
Slowly, in a voice that reeked of foreboding, Romeo 
replied. "I fear that I am unworthy of your love, fair 
Juliet. My soul is tainted with such evil that even the 
good Friar Laurence would despair to shrive me."
 
"What is this monstrous evil that you do claim? Have you 
murdered? Have you blasphemed? Have you stolen?" wailed 
Juliet, her eyes wide in horror.
 
In a voice filled with disgust and self loathing, Romeo 
explained that he had been out with his cousin Benvolio 
that morning where they had been witness to a quarrel 
between a man and his spouse, viewed through the open 
doorway of that couple's humble home. The woman's shrill 
and nagging tone had drawn their attention as they passed 
by, causing them to pause. Suddenly, the husband had leapt 
upon her. "Pressing his wife against the wall with his hand 
on the middle of her back, he lifted her skirts with his 
other hand and did proceed to beat her exposed buttocks 
mercilessly with a switch drawn from the bundle of firewood 
that lay near the fireplace. "
 
"Surely, dear Romeo, the glimpse that you may have caught 
of the unfortunate woman's bare body could not have tainted 
you so sorely. Or do you fear that I too will someday 
become a screaming harridan such as that?"
 
"No my love, it is not what I saw that I fear. It is what I 
felt. As I watched the peasant scourge the flesh of his 
wife, mine own flesh did betray me" he confessed, his eyes 
dropping to his codpiece.
 
Juliet's gaze did follow his, and for a long moment her 
brows furrowed in puzzlement. However, although she was but 
fourteen years old, Juliet was in many ways more 
knowledgeable in the ways of men and women than the dashing 
Romeo, as she had been tutored for many years by her loving 
and faithful Nurse in the arts of being a woman. Suddenly, 
it was as if a cool breeze had swept away the webs of panic 
that Romeo's strange behavior had woven. She realised what 
had driven Romeo to such panic.
 
"My love," she began, taking his hand in hers "you did find 
yourself aroused by the sight of the goodwife's 
chastisement, did you not?"
 
Romeo nodded miserably.
 
"And you fear that from the lust so born, you might raise 
your hand to me?" deduced Juliet.
 
"I am a beast!" cried Romeo, tearing at his hair.
 
"No my Romeo, you are a man, with the lusts and desires of 
a man."  She placed her hands on his shoulders, bringing 
her face close to his. "My nurse has told me of the natural 
enjoyment that some men find in the physical chastisement 
of a woman's body."
 
"Fiends!" declared Romeo, tears falling from his eyes.
 
Seeing that Romeo was too far sunken in his self loathing 
to listen, Juliet suddenly reached out and dragged Romeo's 
rapier from its scabbard and placed the edge to her throat. 
Shocked out of his depression by a swordsman's instinctive 
reaction to having someone tamper with his blade,
Romeo's jumped up in alarm, his eyes locked on the deadly 
shimmering steel pressed to his loved one's flesh.
 
"Juliet! No! What do you ."
 
"Tell me, my love, does this excite you? Would it bring the 
heat to your loins to use your sword on me?" she demanded.
 
"What madness is this!" shouted Romeo in alarm. "How could 
you think that I would do such a thing?"
 
"Then you do not wish me harm." said Juliet in a calm 
voice.
 
"I . I would never harm you!" stuttered Romeo slowly in 
realisation as he gently took the sword from her hands and 
slid it back into its resting place by his hip. "But ."
 
"Tell me oh lover of mine," said Juliet, cutting off his 
protest, "do you not intend to take my maidenhood on our 
wedding night?"
 
A flush rose to Romeo's wan cheeks. "Of course I do!" he 
replied uncomfortably, not being used to having a woman 
speak so openly of sexual matters.
 
"And just how did you think to accomplish this feat without 
causing me pain or drawing my blood?" she demanded 
sarcastically.
 
Romeo stared at her, dumfounded.
 
"When we wed, I shall promise to give my body and soul to 
your keeping and to obey you in all things, as a good wife 
should. I wish to please you in all the ways that a woman 
can."  Juliet stepped slowly up to the stunned Romeo and 
pressed her linen clad body against him. The stiff folds of 
his doublet indented her skin like the bark of an old 
weathered oak tree.
 
Juliet continued, "As long as you use my body with love and 
joy, what matters it if my flesh is kissed by your lips or 
by your lash."  She rested her cheek contentedly on his 
chest, and the pounding of his strong, loyal heart came 
clearly to her ear.
 
 
 
Chapter Two
 
"In ten days I am to wed Paris. If we are to be together we 
must act soon." said Juliet, looking up at Romeo's face. 
What she saw disturbed her. Although the misery was gone, 
lingering doubt still showed in his eyes. She knew that her 
lover still did not fully trust his own nature. "My 
darling, if we are to face the combined wrath of both our 
families I need you to be strong."  she pleaded.
 
"How can you trust me when I do not truly trust myself?" 
replied Romeo, looking down at his hands as if expecting 
them to suddenly act independently of his will.
 
"So be it. This night shall see your true nature brought 
out to its fullest. If I am so wrong in my belief in you, I 
would know it now and not in some future time when I have 
denied my family and friends."  declared the young woman, 
determination ringing in her voice.
 
"What is this proof that you speak of Juliet?"  asked Romeo 
in confusion.
 
Juliet did not reply. Turning, she walked over to a chest 
by the side of her bed. Opening it, she drew out a leather 
strap the length of her forearm. Returning, she place the 
strap in Romeo's hands.
 
"I had dreamt that you would see my body only on the night 
of our wedding, when we would consummate our love as man 
and wife. However, I see that my frail woman's flesh needs 
to serve a more urgent task this night if our love is to 
survive" whispered Juliet as she unlaced the front of
her gown, letting the long white garment fall from her 
shoulders, to run like a torrent of cream down her slim 
pale body, forming a halo around her feet.
 
Rendered speechless by the sudden realisation of a million 
dreams, Romeo could only stare in wonder at the beauty so 
suddenly and gloriously presented to his wide and staring 
eyes.
 
Stepping briskly up to Romeo, the naked girl knelt in front 
of him and began to unlace his codpiece and the front of 
his breeches. In a trice, Romeo's manhood lay exposed to 
her gaze. After a moment's consideration she giggled.
 
"What do you find so amusing woman?" asked Romeo, his male 
pride pricked by her laughter.
 
Shaking her head, Juliet said "I do not laugh at you my 
love. It is just that despite the telling of my Nurse, your 
manhood does not look as I had imagined!" She giggled 
again. Rising, she stood facing her man again. "The leather 
that you hold was entrusted to my Nurse years ago by my 
father, who ordered that it be used as the instrument of my 
punishment should my behavior so warrant it. Being a good 
and dutiful daughter, this tool has lain unused in that 
chest these many years. It seems that it shall now finally
serve its intended purpose."
 
She took several paces back to stand in the center of her 
room. With her eyes on his manhood, she spoke again. "Where 
then shall I bear your chastisement? Perhaps on my buttocks 
as did the goodwife?" she asked. Her words brought a twitch 
to Romeo's tool. "Though that would serve as a beginning, 
surely I am not to be punished like a delinquent child?  If 
my chastisement is to serve the purposes of love, perhaps 
some other parts of my body, intended for love should share 
in the game."  With a mischievous smile, she brought her 
hands up to her fair budding breasts, covering the pink 
nipples with her fingertips. Romeo's organ showed a 
definite movement, giving a good imitation of the 
flagstaffs that adorned the castle walls. "Ah hah! " cried 
Juliet, "My arrow finds its mark!" she declared gleefully. 
"And what of that place that is the true font of 
femininity? Though my maidenhead must remain sacrosanct, 
surely my loins are not to be denied their part!"
 
By now, Romeo's manhood would have served to support the 
roof should the columns of stone have suddenly failed. A 
wave of lust swept through his young body, the like of 
which he had never known before. He took a single step 
towards the naked girl, then stopped, torn by his emotions.
 
Thrusting her buttocks out boldly, Juliet cried out "Come 
then! If you are a man. If you would be MY man, do that 
which you desire!"
 
Upon hearing her words, his arm moved, swinging the strap 
as if in sword practice.  A sharp `Crack!' sounded loudly 
in the room as his blow painted a red stripe across 
Juliet's out thrust buttocks. Blazing heat seemed to flow 
from her reddened flesh up through the length of the strap 
and into Romeo's body. "Yes!" he cried.
 
"Again my love. Strike!" urged Juliet, caught up in the 
same torrent of emotion and lust.
 
The strap swung again and again, until six red lines had 
been painted across the lily white orbs of her bottom. To 
her surprise, the pain was unlike any she had ever felt. 
The sharp heat of it was as much pleasure as pain, causing 
her to moan in confusion, though some might have said the 
sound to be an utterance of pure lust. Without a word, she 
turned to face her lover, lifting her arms to present the 
pink tipped peaks of her breasts.
 
The strap flew out as if to kiss the curve of her left 
breast,  its impact forcing the flesh inwards like the 
tight band of a gown's bodice. The bite of the leather on 
her nipple burned like fire across the front of her body. 
With a
groan of determination, she turned her other breast towards 
Romeo, inviting the sting of his touch.
 
Romeo's arm swung back from left to right, sweeping the 
leather across her proffered flesh, painting a twin to the 
crimson ribbon that the left side of Juliet's chest bore. 
His manhood was swollen to an almost purple ripeness that 
throbbed painfully and he could feel the pounding of his 
heart through every part of his body.
 
Swept on by the rekindled fire that she saw in Romeo's 
eyes, the panting girl offered him the ultimate temptation. 
Surely, if anything could drive him to lose control and 
unleash any demons that may hide in his soul,  it was what
she was about to do. Almost running, she moved to the end 
of her bed. Seating herself on the edge, she leaned back. 
Supporting herself on her elbows, Juliet spread wide her 
thighs and revealed to Romeo what no man had ever seen. The 
red and pink softness of her womanhood blossomed like a 
rose, damp from the dew of morning. "This part of me is 
meant to give you pleasure my darling" she cried out, "and 
if it must do so by suffering under your lash, then I open 
it to you gladly."
 
Driven almost to madness by his lust and the feeling of 
power that the whipping of this beautiful girl had brought 
him, Romeo raised his arm to strike, a sound almost like a 
war cry coming from his throat. The urge to bring the strap 
down with all his might on the flower of her loins called 
to him like the sirens' irresistible song.
 
Faced with her demon, Juliet gazed at Romeo with eyes 
filled with love and acceptance. Like the gentle light of 
dawn sweeping away the dark terrors of the night, her 
loving smile suddenly banished the madness from Romeo's 
heart.
 
Dropping to his knee, Romeo bent forward to gently kiss 
Juliet's  womanhood. "No. Not like that. Never like that" 
he declared softly.
 
Happiness filled Juliet's heart. His love was true! The 
eyes of the lovers met for an eternal moment sharing the 
knowledge that their love would survive their lifetime and 
beyond. Then she saw the rigid swollen staff of Romeo's
maleness and she knew that she had to finish what she had 
begun. Gently, she said "In the name of our love then, I 
offer my gift to you again" as she spread wide her thighs.
 
With a intensity of feeling that he had never known, Romeo 
swept the lash down to kiss her moist flesh. Once, twice, 
thrice, Romeo accepted the girl's gift of loving pain as 
the strap flew true and straight to fall between those 
welcoming nether lips. That final intimate blow was more 
than mortal flesh could bear and Romeo's seed burst forth 
for the first time in his life to land like a string of 
shining oriental pearls on his lover's belly.
 
Dropping the lash, Romeo swept Juliet up in his arms and 
the two lovers fell into an embrace that would have lasted 
unto death, save that a discreet tapping sounded at the 
chamber door.
 
"Dawn!" gasped Juliet. "You must fly my love. Go!"
 
Romeo fastened his garments with clumsy haste and ran to 
the balcony. For one last moment he looked back at Juliet, 
who stood holding her nightgown modestly in front of her. 
"Fear not my love. We shall soon be together for all 
eternity" he cried "and the dawn will separate us no more."
 
The End.