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Authors name: Journey (iLuvHryDadLA@gay.com)
Story title : Uncle Jack Takes Charge
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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.
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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
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