Date: Wed, 9 Jul 2014 09:41:35 -0400
From: Ray Max <kinkmax29@gmail.com>
Subject: Taking Over at 12 - Part 2

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Taking over at 12 - Part 2

I sat at my desk with an insane hardon. It's been almost an hour since I
watched my dad fuck my butler. But my dick seems to be remembering it
vividly. This is the most turned on I have been in all of my twelve
years. Not just because of what I had seen, but also from the combination
of all the information ,slave master stories that I have just taken in
within the past hour and the knowledge that I am about to have such power
over two men over three times my age my underwear was wet with just the
thought. I hot up from the computer and walked over to my walk in closet to
find something to change into, I usually shower when I get home, but not
today, today I would be smelling like a man. I changed in to a pair of
cut-offs and a white T, I keept my pre-cum soaked underwear on to
strengthen the scent of manliness. I turned and caught glimpse of myself in
the mirror I loved everything about myself from my grey eyes to my wavy
hair, my slim physique. And my 5 inch cock which was at the moment making
my cut-offs quite a bit shorter than they actually are.

"Yes Damien (merging of Daniel and Miena my Mom)" I thought to
myself. "This is going to be your best summer yet."

I took 10 minutes to think of old ladies and puppies, got my woody under
control (didn't want to give it away to early) and headed to find my
dad. To tell him how I missed him sooooo much.

And try to keep the sadistic smile off my face while I was saying it.

I found my dad in the gym, he was doing cardio (can you believe the stamina
on this man, having just fucked the shit out of our butler, he was running)
I walked in and he stopped working and ran to meet me picked me up in his
arm and unleashed a flood of I miss you / look how you've grown clich‚s,
don't get me wrong I love my dad and if this was last summer I would have
been even more receptive of it but at this moment I just really wanted to
fuck him. Niceties having been observed we went to the kitchen to get
something to eat while I filled him in on my bimolecular thesis concerning
the application of insulin and the counter action of the Insulin- degrading
enzyme. (Yea I'm really smart). Dad pretended he knew what I was talking
about, I pretended it was more complicated than it actually was. I filled
him in on Kyle bringing me home and lied and said I was really tired so
headed straight to bed. After we played catch-up I as ready for my own line
of conversation.

"Dad what would u do if mom ever divorced you?" I asked without a trace of
embracement.

"What? Where is this coming from was his reply" It pleased me greatly that
he looked nervous.

"Just asking, you don't work would you get half of mom's estate?"

He looked at me enquiringly but still answered the question "No son I won't
your mom and I have something called a nuptial agreement where what's hers
is hers and what's mine is mine. That is why I intend to love her forever I
could never bare to lose her my family and all of this"

Jackpot. Of course I guessed he meant prenuptial agreement, but I was
taught long ago not to be condescending to my dad (all that was about to
change). I waited patiently for him to start drinking his soda and then
asked "So dad what if I told you that someone has a video of you cheating
on mom."

The liquid sprayed everywhere he began to choke, I would have helped him,
if I wasn't enjoying the site.

"Son what the hell are you talking about I have never cheated on your
mother, who told you such a thing?"

"Ok dad" The room went silent for about a minute and then I asked "Dad are
you a fag?" The look of shock that crossed my dad's face was amazing, for
one thing my dad hated vulgar language. So I was sure my question threw
him.

"Damien we spoke about that kind of language are you picking up such talk
at school? I don't want to hear that from you again" he said sternly. "And
No I am not gay"

I waited.... And he smiled at me "If you're not a FAG!" I said. Why where
you Fucking Sebastian?"

The silence which followed my enquiry was resounding, my dad's heart seems
to have stopped beating in his chest he looked at me with perplexed horror
etched across his sweaty face. The grey tank top he was wearing rose and
fell with increasing panic. If he was quick with words I would have already
had an answer. But the silence drew on and my pleasure mounted. My face
remained detached from my inner excitement. I was calm and steady. My dad
took a bite of his sandwich as if hoping in the elapsed time period I had
forgotten my question and things were back to normal. When it seemed like
he would never respond I pursued the matter making sure to use as much
vulgarity as possible.

"Well, I am fucking waiting... Why did u dick the butler if you not a
fag. Or is fucking guys something a straight man does?"

He Stammered.

And I knew I had him. I knew right then that the mere fact that he didn't
correct my language which he had been adamant about ever since I had
learned to speak was proof that he was my bitch I could have taken things
over from there. But what i learned from my research was that a slave must
admit it. So he was going to start now. I slammed the island counter top as
hard as I could with my fist. And he jumped. My 6'2 dad actually jumped,
what a bitch I thought.

"Son what did you hear?" he mumbled out "Gosh dad how dumb can you be? You
don't answer a question with a question." Here's what let me give you a few
minutes to get your thoughts together, but understand this. I did not hear
this from anyone I saw it with my own eyes. I also recorded it on my phone
and have a nice video to show not only mom but the world thanks to the
internet." He started to interject.

"Shut the fuck up!" I barked "You had your time to speak and choose not to
I am speaking now"

He fell silent. I thought he would have fought me more. Made some kind of
demand. But nothing he didn't even have the nerve to look at me.

 "I am going to my room. I would give you about 15 minutes to gather
yourself and come to terms with how things are going to change around
here. In case it hasn't dawn on you. I fully intend to blackmail you with
that video. I'm in charge now" doesn't make any sense playing coy with him,
I really doubt he would have understood "When you come to my room. You
would have an explanation for why you were fucking the butler. You are no
longer allowed to enter my room without my express permission. You would
knock and wait outside the door on your knees for me to let you in.

"IF YOU MAKE A SOUND I SWEAR I WOULD UPLOAD THAT VIDEO" I cut him off mid
word. I didn't know if he was going and agree with me or argue. But from
his dejected demeanour and the fact the mouth closed almost immediately I
knew I had nothing to worry about.

"Also before you knock on my door you would leave your tank top and shorts
on the floor you can keep your underwear on"

"Son I cant...."

"I expected your stupid ass to make a sound. You just lost the right to
keeping on your underwear. I want you naked and kneeling at my door in 15
minutes. Or else you would regret it.

You always said I was loads smatter than you dad. Trust me you don't want
to test me." Without waiting for a response I turned and left the
kitchen. And headed to my room.

The fifteen minutes seemed to take forever to pass. I should have given him
less time but my research told me that you must give a slave a little time
to process and accept what was about to happen. And I wanted to this to go
perfectly.

It was now fourteen minutes passed the allotted time I had given to my
dad. I had picked up a book and pretended to myself that I was reading
during the 15 minutes but not I couldn't even have done that. This had to
work I thought to myself. But what if I went too far too soon?  And then I
heard a knock at my door, three very soft taps... and then silence...

I approached with a half-smile both nervous and excited.

I turned the handle and opened the double doors.

To be continued.......

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