Part IV of
SUMMER SPENT UNDER MY UNCLE'SFEET
Morning came and my uncle entered the room I was in, looking well rested which added insult to the injury, as I've spent my night washing his foul socks. He was much more informal dressed as only wore a grey T-shirt and some red thin shorts, much more different to his usual fancy suits. Even in his 40s my uncle was a very well kept man, with gorgeous muscles, his figure being of course sustained by his regular gym visits and healthy life-style. His thin shorts only emphasized his giant *ahem* beef, and did no good of hiding his blue Calvin Klein boxers which were clearly a bit too worn.
" Morning kiddo! Did you sleep well last night?" he said chuckling.
" Mmmppppphhh!" I mumbled furiously, as he clearly knew my night was a nightmare.
" Now I will untie you, don't try any funny business or next time it will be much much worse!"
" Finally! " I thought to myself, I couldn't stay tied up any longer, because even for my likings it was TO TIGHT, but most importantly, I wanted those socks out of my mouth, and I wanted them out NOW!
My uncle started untying me and after about 20 minute he finished. It felt so good to have my legs and arms free after such a long time!
" I am going to start unwrapping your mouth. Don't yell, or my socks are going right back in!" My uncle said as he started taking the many layers of my tape off. Finally there was only one layer of military tape separating me from freedom but my uncle surprised me :
" You know what, kiddo? I think I changed my mind, maybe I will leave you like this for one more hour or so…" said the musculare brute.
" MMMMPPPHHHHHHH!" I said angry. I was so close to freedom and now my uncle's choice held me from it.
" Just kidding, kiddo! " He said as he peeled the last strip of tape from my mouth.
" Alright, now just spit the socks out!" said my uncle chuckling. I tried spitting them out, I used my tongue too but to no results, as the large balls of material were staying in. All this time my uncle was watching me with a smirk on his face, at one point he even started laughing at my struggle.
" Let me help you with that!" he finally said, being able to free my mouth. I breathed feeling a big difference in air quality ,because even thru the many layers of duct tape I could still smell the putrid socks.
My uncle took a good look at his socks and said :
" You did a pretty good job kid, maybe I'll replace my washing machine with you!" my uncle said looking at me chuckling.
" Now go get a shower while I prepare breakfast!" I did as he said and went to the bathroom. It felt so good to freshen up after a long, smelly night.
I entered the room as my uncle was preparing pancakes.
" Oh, so you're done! I didn't feel like preparing anything fancy, so I just made some pancakes." he said while picking some eggs.
" Oh, ok!" I said. I was gagged for so long speaking felt weird
We had breakfast and everything went well. After we finished I sat myself on the couch and started watching some T.V. while my uncle was cleaning in the kitchen.
He finally entered the room after about ten minutes and went behind me, he was wearing his thick black cooking gloves which I thought it was pretty weird, but I didn't suspect anything . At first I didn't mind, I thought that since I've pretty much occupied the whole couch he just wanted to watch some T.V. . But then he glovegagged me and held my head tightly against the couch. I tried fighting him off with my other hands but I simply was no match for the 43 year old man. He just used his other hand to completly restrain me. I didn't receive any explacation, he just pushed me onto the couch on my belly and sat on me. This left me with no air in my lungs and my fighting was put to an end.
My uncle got off me at one point to go get something, but I was too weak to move so I just stayed on the couch waiting for him.
He finally came into the room with a lot of rope. Only when he started tying me I he finally said something :
" I told you boy, I like you better when you are restrained, but this time I will not gag you, because I will stay with you here. So don't say anything when you are not asked or I will fastly take care of your mouth!"
And with that he went back to his job at tying me. When he almost finished he got a phone call. I was curious as he looked a bit worried, but I once again receive no explanation as he left the room in a rush.
He came back dressed in one of his suits
" Look kiddo, there is a problem at one of my lands and I need to go fix it. Now, since you've proven me yesterday that you can't stay calm for some hours I need to gag you before I go."
" Buuuutttt uunnncccclllllleeeee"
" No negotiating, you are going to be gagged whether you like it or not! Now, since I was caught off guard, and I can not gag you with my socks anymore I only had one option…"
" What?"
" My boxers, they REALLY need a good washing and since I will be gone for quite some time you can wash them. "
" But those things look like they have been worn for months, do you really have to gag me with them? "
" I've already made my decision, now be a good boy and open your mouth! " he said holding his boxers close to my face. Those things looked foul, there was no way in hell I was going to open my mouth!
This time my uncle didn't have that much patience, so he squeezed my mouth until he had a big enough opening to push the boxers in my mouth. And push he did! Crotch first! They tasted awful and were too big for my mouth, but didn't count for my impacient uncle who had no time to fool around. With a lot of effort he managed to get them in. Now he didn't have time to get a cap and do what he did yesterday. He just took the rest of the tape and wrapped it around my mouth for at least 30 times! I hated it, every moment of it! I screamed but he didn't care and prepared to leave.
But before he left he said :
" I see you don't enjoy my boxers very much, if you hate them that bad you can always untie yourself and get them out!" he said chuckling as he closed the door and left.
And like that I was just left there, alone…
