Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 13:35:36 -0400 From: Ray Max Subject: Taking Over at 12 - Part 3 TAKING OVER AT 12- PART 3 And there he was Standing.... Fucking standing and wearing his clothing. "Son, we need to talk about this" I glared at him. "I made a mistake and ..." SLAPPPPPP!!!!!! I mustered all my strength and all my anger and slapped him hard across the face. Turned around walked in my room and locked the door. I was furious, he wasn't going to ruin this for me because he was strong-willed, shy, reserved, or whatever the fuck made him think he can disobey me. He would pay for that move. Bitch still thinks he is my dad. I'll show him! I wasn't sure what I was going to do, but I was going to do something. I opened the door, and he was still standing there looking worried. He looked up when I opened the door and looked at me as if he was about to speak... when it came to me. And I SPAT, really hard and really wet straight into his stupid face- some got into his mouth. He looked shocked and then furious-like he was about to charge me. But I stood my ground, I'm not scared of any bitch boy and he can be how old and how big a bitch is a bitch. "Fucking hit me!" I shouted "See what happens" 'You thought you can come up here and reason with me. You think your stupid ass has the power to negotiate." "You think I'm giving you a choice?" "You're going to be my bitch no matter if you like it or not, especially if you don't like it" "I don't give a shit if you're my dad; I don't give a shit if you're the president" I have you by the balls and you're going to do as your fuckin' told." I yelled at him for what seemed half an hour, but was actually 10 minutes. I was shocked the servants didn't hear and come running. When I was done, I stared at him, and him at me. I didn't flinch; I didn't even breathe too much. I was starting to worry (Controlling a 15 year old boi is one thing, but this is a fully grown man, with pride and morals. I have to make sure I am on my game). He didn't say a word, I was just about to wonder why when it dawned on me he must be waiting for a command. "KNEEL BITCH" I barked. And he fell to his knees-my 6 foot, two inch, 200 pound, 36 year old father. His head was still reaching my chest. THIS IS FUCKING POWER! Most men conquer flaming Twinks; I conquer MEN... I reached out grabbed him by the hair and proceeded to drag him into my room. He was just about over the threshold, when I realised something, I turned around. "Strip" I said He hesitated. I kicked him hard in the balls. He doubled over in pain. I grabbed him by the hair, pulling it as hard as I could and got in so close to his ears that I could feel his ear lobe on my lips and I hissed at him. "You still think you're my fucking dad, still think I'm a fucking kid, think again. I am the master and you're the slave. I am the MAN and you are the bitch. The quicker you get that, the faster thing get easier for you. Cuz, whether you like it or not doesn't mean one shit to me. This is how its going to be" I flung his head back with as much as I could muster and he fell over. I walked over to my computer and hit play. My surround sound system infinitely amplified the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the moans and screams of my father and the butler. It was all around us I looked at him crawling up to look at the screen. And I saw the look of defeat in his eyes. Mingled with what I surmised as fear or, could it have been shock? I honestly didn't give a fuck. "Wondering how your little sweet boy became this sadistic?" I asked He nodded.. I Laughed. "At least you're smart enough to know not to speak until I tell you to." "You would get the story of my beginnings later, slave" Right now we have to lay down the ground rules." I know you are slow, but you should pay careful attention" "But, first, tell me why were you fucking Sebastian?? "Damien" he started. "That's Sir, bitch... you shall always address me properly... after you have finished training and learning my rules, you would address me as master. Understood bitch" He paused for a second but nodded again. "Answer me bitch " "Yes Sir" he said in a dejected demeanour. I was waiting for the other shoe to drop... this was way too easy... I expected my dad to put up a fight challenge. I wasted all that time on the internet doing research and the Pussy just caved. One slap one spit and he caved... I severely overestimated him. He is going to have to pay for making this not enough of a challenge. He gave me a bull shit story about him being Bi and wanting to explore that other side. All a bunch of crap I was half listening to. What he was saying wasn't important to me. The way he was saying it made my cock rock hard. Naked, kneeling on my bedroom looking at my shoe. Didn't even have the balls to look me in the eye. I stammered. He lost his train of thought. He was a blubbering mess and I was on top of the world. It only took me twelve years to subdue my own father. I could help smiling "Shut up" I said. "Get you sorry ass on my bed" he didn't move.... "I can fuck you on the bed or I can fuck you in the floor" doesn't matter to me The look of utter shock that crossed his face was astounding. "Listen, Damien, I let you play your little game, but, no further. This ends now. Tell and show the world, I don't care, I would end up on my feet as I always do" He shouted and got off the floor and turned to the door. I Started to cry... loud over drawn sobs.... He turned and came to me, as any good father would, and put his arms around me. "Look son I didn't mean to shout... we can still...." Then I tasered him.... (Told you I was ready for a fight). His body contorted and twisted, he made an anguished sound. And then was still. I observed him for a moment. His breathing was heavy. His cock had shrivelled up and almost disappeared. I looked at him... I loved him greatly. But I warned him not to test me. Rule number one If a slave isn't born... Then it must be created... I took his hand and started to drag him to the bed. To Be Continued...... Hope you guys are enjoying the story looking forward to getting your feedback and thoughts at kinkmax29@gmail.com