[ This is fantasy fiction. All forms of abuse are wrong ]
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Standing there in the kitchen just walked in.
12 years old.
Brown hair, short. Smooth soft complexion. Average height.
School cap, school blazer, grey shirt, blue and grey striped tie, grey shorts, long grey socks, black lace-up shoes.
Afraid.
Because he knows he's in trouble with his uncle.
Shifting nervously from one foot to the other.
"YOU'RE FOR IT!"
"I really am sorry uncle."
"TOO LATE FOR THAT NOW. WHAT DID I SAY WOULD HAPPEN NEXT TIME?"
"Please let me keep my clothes on! You can smack me harder!"
"TOO LATE FOR YOUR PLEASES: TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES AND GIVE THEM TO ME."
He takes off his shoes and hands them over. He is still wearing his school cap.
"NOW TAKE OFF YOUR BLAZER AND PUT IT OVER THE BACK OF THIS CHAIR."
He takes off his blazer and puts it on the back of a chair. Now he is in grey shirt and tie, grey shorts, grey socks.
"TAKE OFF YOUR TIE AND GIVE IT TO ME."
He takes it off and hands it over. Now he is very scared. "Uncle, please don't take any more clothes off."
"YOU'LL DO AS I SAY. PULL YOUR SHIRT OUT OF YOUR SHORTS, ALL ROUND."
Blushing, he does this, the long front and tail almost completely covering his shorts.
"COME HERE!"
He advances to his uncle who unbuttons all his shirt buttons.
"GO BACK THERE!"
He goes back to his place near the sink.
"TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT AND PUT IT OVER THE BACK OF THE CHAIR."
He does this. Now he is standing in his uncle's kitchen wearing grey school long socks, grey school shorts, a white cotton vest and a school cap.
"NOW I'M GOING TO TAKE YOUR SHORTS AWAY FROM YOU. COME HERE!"
"Please uncle, let me keep my shorts! It's embarrassing."
"DO YOU WANT ME TO HAVE TO COME OVER THERE AND GRAB YOU? IT WILL BE THE WORSE FOR YOU, MY LAD! FOR THE LAST TIME, COME HERE!"
Very reluctantly he goes over to his uncle.
His uncle is sitting in a chair.
His uncle sits forward and giggles. "YOU'RE GOING TO BE IN YOUR LITTLE PANTIES SOON, MY BOY. THEN YOU WON'T BE SO BIG, NOW WILL YOU?"
His uncle undoes his belt and top snap.
His uncle unzips his fly and pulls his shorts to his ankles.
"STEP OUT OF THEM!"
Blushing bright red now, he steps out. His uncle picks them up and puts them on the kitchen table.
Now he is wearing a white cotton vest, tucked into white cotton Y-fronts, with grey long socks and a school cap.
"TOUCH THE PLACE I'M GOING TO SPANK."
He touches his bottom.
"BEND OVER AND TOUCH IT."
He bends over and touches his bottom.
"STAND UP!"
He stands up.
"TOUCH THE PLACE YOU PISS FROM!"
"Uncle!" he remonstrates.
"I'M TEACHING YOU TO OBEY, LAD. DO IT - UNLESS YOU WANT A CLOUT!"
He touches his little bulge, over his pants.
"STROKE IT - 20 TIMES."
He strokes the bulge, twenty times, as his uncle counts out loud. It gets larger.
"YOU'RE GETTING A HARD-ON, LAD. WHAT ARE YOU GETTING?"
"A Hard-on, uncle."
"RUB IT MORE UNTIL IT'S REALLY HARD."
He rubs it more, sweat dripping off his forehead, until it's really hard.
"I'M GOING TO TAKE DOWN YOUR PANTS NOW. COME HERE!"
"Uncle, please!"
"COME HERE!"
"Can I draw the blinds? What if someone sees?"
"OK. DRAW THE BLINDS. THEN COME HERE SO I CAN STRIP YOUR PANTS OFF."
He draws the blinds. His uncle turns on the lights and returns to his seat.
"COME HERE!!"
Reluctantly he stands before his uncle in vest, underpants and long grey socks.
"NOW, HERE'S FOR A GOOD LAUGH!"
As he cringes, his uncle locks his fingers onto the waistband of his pants and pulls them to his knees. His hard dick springs up from under his vest, poking out beneath it. His uncle reaches down and pulls his pants to his ankles.
"TAKE THEM OFF AND GIVE THEM TO ME."
He hands his underpants to his uncle, who smells them and smiles. "NICE PAIR OF SWEATY BOY-PANTS! LIFT YOUR VEST UP AT THE FRONT."
He lifts up his vest to reveal his stomach and chest.
"TURN ROUND AND LIFT IT UP AT THE BACK."
He turns round and displays his smooth, soft, rounded bottom.
"KEEP IT LIKE THAT AND BEND FORWARD WITH YOUR LEGS SPREAD, STICKING YOUR BUTT OUT."
He does this.
"THIS IS YOUR ARSEHOLE, BOY." He crudely rubs it.
"UNCLE! THAT'S DISGUSTING!"
"YOU'RE DISGUSTING MORE LIKE! STAND UP!"
He stands up.
"COME HERE!"
He stands closer to his uncle who himself stands.
"NOW I'LL MAKE YOU REALLY SQUIRM!"
His uncle pulls off his vest. He gasps.
He is standing in his uncle's kitchen, his dick erect, wearing a school cap and long grey socks, nothing else.
"COME UPSTAIRS!"
He follows his uncle to his uncle's bedroom. His uncle sits on the bed and puts a pillow over his thighs.
"TAKE OFF YOUR CAP AND LIE OVER THE PILLOW."
He lies across his uncle's thighs.
His uncle strokes his bottom.
"KNEEL - ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES."
He kneels over his uncle's thighs.
"PUT YOUR HEAD DOWN AND YOUR ARSE UP."
He sticks his spread arsecheeks in the air. His uncle reaches round him to a jar of haircream and daubs his fingers with it.
"YOU'RE NOT SO CLEVER NOW, ARE YOU?"
His uncle presses the cream against his arsehole.
His uncle's middle finger slides right up inside him. The haircream stings. He yells. His uncle rubs his finger gleefully up and down inside him.
His uncle presses him back down over his knee. His arsehole feels slidey and squelchy inside him.
His uncle withdraws his finger.
His uncle starts to spank, methodically, high on one arsecheek, high on the other, low on one, low on the other.
At first the boy is quiet.
Then the boy begins to writhe uncomfortably. As he writhes he can still feel the haircream squelching inside him.
Then he says, "Please stop!"
Then he say, "Ow! You're hurting me!"
Now his arse is bright red.
His uncle spanks some more, but slowly, with long gaps between each spank, so he has to worry and wait.
His uncle comes inside his trousers.
The boy is still wearing his long grey school socks.
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