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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Uncle Jack Takes Charge (Mdom/ffmm, reluc, ped, 1st) by Journey (iLuvHryDadLA@gay.com) Cast of characters: Uncle Jack: Strong, hairy dominant man, 40 Dad, (Chris): Wimpy Father and Husband, 36 Mom, (Betty): Submissive, but stronger then Chris, 30 Myself, (Billy): Young Innocent boy, 9 Sister, (Renee): As innocent as me, 7. *** It all started when I was 9. I saw my Uncle Jack's truck pull into our driveway, through the living room window. It barely fit, being a big rig and all. I ran outside, my sister close behind. I was all excited. "Hi, Uncle Jack." He stepped out of the truck. "Hi Billy, Hi Renee," He said in his husky voice. You have to see my Uncle Jack to believe him, he is the very definition of the word macho. He's 6' 2," weighs just under 200 lbs. and is extremely hairy and strong. His hair is dark which contrasted incredibly with the white t-shirt he was wearing. I ran in very excited to tell my mom that Uncle Jack was here, but just as I got to her the doorbell rang. She went to the door immediately and was surprised to see her sisters' husband at the front door. What was he doing coming by at ten in the morning knowing good and well that her husband Chris was at work? "Hi Betty," he said in a gruff voice. "Hi Jack," she said in a shaky, yet excited voice. "Aren't you suppose to be delivering something on your truck," she hinted. I have never seen her so excited, or scared for that matter. "I dropped off my shipment at 9:00 this morning and was in the neighborhood," he said in his friendly, masculine voice. "Well, Chris isn't home, maybe you should come by later," and she went to shut the door, but his arm easily stopped it from closing. He gave a little push and it was even more open then it had been at first. "Now, that's no way to talk to your brother-in-law," he said in a stern voice. She tried to shut the door again, but was no match against his strength. "Aren't you going to invite me in Betty," he said more as a fact then a question. "I think you have behaved very rudely to me." "I'm sorry," she said, "I just am not used to men coming by when my husbands at work. Umm, come in," she said with some serious hesitation. "Thank you," he said in a cocky manner and proceeded to come in and sit on the couch. "Why don't you get me a drink" he said, starting on what he had been planning all along, to take charge of this family. He had always noticed that when he visited in the past both Betty and Chris would wait on him hand and foot. He found it amusing. Then he got the idea to see how far he could take it. Could he actually take over Chris' family. He would soon find out. "What would you like?," she asked. His plan was already working. She was as eager to please as ever. "I would like a beer, and why don't you make me a sandwich while you're at it." "Well, there's only one beer left and Chris asked me to save it for him for tonight." "So, I said I wanted a beer and I think you better get it for me," he said, enjoying dominating her thoroughly. She went to the kitchen and started making his sandwich and getting his beer. My sister and me had never seen our Uncle Jack this forceful, before. Sure, we saw our parents treat him like a king when he came to visit. But this was something unusual. "Hey you two," he called out to my sister, Renee and me. "Why don't you come over and sit by me. Billy on this side and Renee you can sit on the other side" We did as he said. We sure did love our Uncle Jack, even though he was acting kind of forceful right now. He started tickling us and we both soon were giggling and laughing and had forgotten all about the way he was talking to our mother. I was totally enamored with him. His hairy arms were brushing against my smooth skin, and I have to confess that it felt good. Mom came back in with the sandwich and beer. She was taken back a little when she saw him tickling us. She always had a secret fear that Uncle Jack was not a big discriminator on who he played with. Actually, he just liked to dominate and what better way to dominate the parents then to have complete control over their kids. "Thank you Betty. That looks real good." My sister and me continued to laugh and to us Uncle Jack was the greatest man on earth. "Sure is a hot day," he said and with that he pulled off his t-shirt exposing the hairiest chest I have ever seen. Everyone's eyes popped out of their heads, but no one said anything. "You don't mind if I take my shirt off, do you Betty?," knowing good and well that she didn't. He had a really nice body and everyone let him know he did. His ego was huge, but with a body like his, he had every right to his ego. Then came the shocker that really changed our live forever. "Betty, I bet you're hot too," he said matter-of- factly. "Why don't you take off that blouse?" "What," she screamed, "How dare you, Get Out!, Just wait till my sister hears about this." He got up from the couch very abruptly and pinned Betty against the wall. "You two stay where you're seated, you need to learn whose boss here." She tried to struggle, which just exhilarated him more. "Now, Betty. One, I'm not leaving until I want to, if I want to. Two, you will not tell my wife a thing, unless I tell you too. Do you understand?" Betty gave a strong push and tried to free herself. To amuse himself, he let her think she could escape and lessened his strong grip. She escaped, only to be pinned to the floor. He then, let her scoot around the floor. He was enjoying the ride. She kept trying to escape but could only manage to scoot. My sister and me ran to the living room floor, "Uncle Jack, please get off. Please get off, Uncle Jack." "I told you two to sit on the couch," and he gave us both a spanking and we both sat back on the couch. Betty scooted out of the living room into the dining room and collapsed of exhaustion in the hall, with the weight of Uncle Jack on top of her. She was sobbing and Uncle Jack knew that she was defeated. "Now, Are you ready to try it again?" "Ok.," she sobbed. "From now on you say 'Yes Sir', do you understand?" "Yes Sir." "Very good, now lets go back in the living room and you take off your blouse. Got it?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Now move it.," he commanded. This was too easy. "Chris will be home at six, right?" "Yes Sir." "Get moving," she reluctantly got herself up off the floor and made her way to the living room. "Billy, go around the house and shut all the drapes." "O-k, Uncle Jack," Billy said, in a shaky voice. "Please don't hurt mommy." "I won't Billy. You're mom and me are just playing." "Really, Uncle Jack." "Yes, Really Billy. Where playing Uncle Jack says. When Uncle Jack says to do something your mom, or you, or your sister have to do it. You see." "Oh, ok. We are just playing a game." "Right! And your dad's going to play it with us, when he gets home too." Betty just stood there sobbing. "Betty, why don't you stop crying, Uncle Jack says so." She knew she had to stop, if she didn't he would just make her more miserable. She fought back the tears and managed to stop crying. "Why was mommy crying, Uncle Jack?," Renee asked. "Because when we were in the hall, I said, Uncle Jack says to cry. And she said 'Yes Sir" because that's what your mom and dad have to call me in this game, like you and Billy have to call me Uncle Jack. She did a great job, didn't she." "Yes she did, umm, Uncle Jack. I almost forgot." "Well, I'm glad you remembered or I would have to spank your bottom." Renee giggled. "Take off your blouse, Betty. Uncle Jack says too." "Yes Sir," Betty said with contempt in her voice. She started unbuttoning her blouse to expose her bra. The kids started to giggle. "Hey you two, I think it's only fair that you two have to take off your shirts too. So we all are shirtless. "Yes Sir, Uncle Jack," my sister and I said in unison, getting into the game. "Now Betty lets go into the bedroom, Chris will be home soon. And I want to get you prepped. You two can play games or something. Your mom and me are going to play a secret game. And he led Betty toward the bedroom with her arms behind her back in his strong, hairy arms. When they got into the bedroom, he shut the door. "Don't worry about your kids Betty, they're putty in my hands. They'll do whatever I tell them too. "Lay down on the bed and relax. Billy!," he shouted. "Yes Sir, Uncle Jack." Billy came running to the door and started to open it. "Rule one Billy, knock before you enter. Now shut the door and knock" "Yes Sir, Uncle Jack." Billy knocked. "You may come in. I'm going to punish you for not knocking before entering but even more so, for not shutting these drapes. I told you to shut all the drapes in the house. Now shut these drapes and go sit in the chair" There was a chair across from the bed. Billy shut the drapes and sat in the chair. "When I'm through punishing you, you will go through the house and make sure that all the drapes are shut. "Yes Sir," Billy whimpered. "That's my boy. Now, stand up and put your nose in the corner, until I say otherwise. And make sure to keep quiet" "Yes Sir, Uncle Jack." And Billy began to stand in the corner. "Don't you know how to rear up your boy," Uncle Jack said to Betty. "Looks like you need someone to take over and rear him right. Maybe I should be the one raising your kids. Maybe I should go and legally adopt them and take them from you. You sure are not going to stop me, and that wimpy husband of yours won't stop me. Yea, I just might do that." Betty started to cry. "Now turn over and put your face into the pillow." "Yes Sir," Betty did as instructed. "I think you need some discipline, maybe this will help you to discipline your kids better." And he took off his belt and began to whip Betty's ass. He pulled up her dress and whipped her some more. Then when he felt like the underwear was in the way he pulled it down enough to get a good view of her nice ass. Then he finished off whipping her. She was whimpering in her pillow. "Now you stay like that and don't move. You're head in your pillow is just where you belong. If I find you in a different position at all, you will be severely punished. And no talking." And he left my mom and me in our humiliating positions. Me with my nose against the corner, and her with her head buried in her pillow. He left us like that for about half an hour, all I could hear was my sister giggling, so I'm not really sure what happened. He came back in and told me to go and check that the drapes were shut in the house and then go out to the living room, my mom moaned. He grabbed the belt that he had sat on the dresser and gave her a very strong smack on her ass. "I told you to be quiet," he yelled. When I had made absolutely sure that I had shut all the drapes I went to the living room. My sister was on his right knee. "Billy, come sit on my other knee." "Ok, Uncle Jack," I said, a little shaken up. But somehow, excited and still enamored with him. Uncle Jack just has a knack of making you feel that whatever he does is all right. Like when I was in the corner, I felt humiliated but at the same time, I felt like that was where I belonged because Uncle Jack said I belonged there. It was a very secure feeling knowing someone is watching over you. I got up on his lap. And he started to tickle my sister and me. We were both laughing. And before we knew it we were laughing hysterically and again had forgotten, the way he had dominated our mother. Betty was in the other room and could hear the kids laughing and could only imagine what was happening. But she was too afraid to move. So, she just lay helpless, as instructed. Uncle Jack's hairy arm was again making me feel good as it was running all over my chest and back, tickling me all over the place. This was the first time that I can remember ever having an erection. I couldn't see to help it. He just kept tickling me and it felt so good. He noticed and looked at me quizzically. "What's got you all excited, Billy." "Um, um," it was so embarrassing. "Well" "Uncle Jack, I'm embarrassed. Do I have to tell you." "Yes, Billy. I think it will be good for you to tell me what is exciting you." "It's your, um, um," "Spit it out" "Your arms, Sir" "My arms," and he began to laugh. But it wasn't the first time someone had complimented them. They were so strong and burly. "What about my arms" "The hair, Sir, it tickles and feels good." "Yea," said Uncle Jack. "And do you like my arms too Renee?" She nodded her head 'yes'. And with that he started rubbing us even more with those hairy arms. "So you like my hairy arms, do you like my chest, too" "Yes Sir," we said in unison. "Well, then" And he put both our heads in his great hairy chest. Are faces were completely being tickled and we couldn't stop laughing. "Lick it" We both eagerly lapped our tongues out and licked him all over the place. "Betty," he yelled. "Get in here" Betty came in within seconds. "On your knees and lick my chest, like your kids are" Betty hesitated, but not long enough to get into trouble and began to lick. She didn't want to confess it to herself but she was getting excited. The three of us were licking this man all over the place. "That wimpy husband of yours doesn't have any chest hair, and you want to know why. "Why," we all asked in unison. "Because he's not a real man. I have plans for him as well. He'll be home soon. Betty get in the bedroom. You two to your bedrooms too." He then went to each bedroom and tied us each to our beds. So we would not interfere when he would have to subdue Chris. After he had us all tied up we heard a car pull up. His truck was in the way so, Chris had to park on the street. Jack was really going to enjoy, having Chris admit what a wimp he was. Just then the back door opened. If you like this story, let me know and I will continue it. iLuvHryDadLA@gay.com *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The archive does not condone child abuse, we also do not censor authors. Anyone acting out such scenarios in real life can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local penitentiary. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 12