Just as you're about to submit to the confines of wood and ass the pressure lifts and light floods your vision as your father stands up, apparently to investigate what was being wedged up his crack. Looking up, you lock eyes with the Titan that is your father. "What do we have here?" he says with curiosity and astonishment as he picks you up with his thumb and index finger. "Boy, what have ya done to yourself and why were you under my ass..." He trailed off, then stated, "how did they smell, huh? Ha!" he chuckled. You rolled your eyes and squirmed between his rough fingers. "This isn't funny dad, now you've got help me!" Your father looked around the yard, and looked back at you with smirk since no one was nearby to witness this. " I don't think it's your place to tell me what to do, this my house son, and I follow my own rules." You grow cold, knowing full well you've already made a mistake with your dad, you're pretty sure he wont hurt you, but by what he just said, and with your years of experience with him, your sure he plans to dominate and humiliate you. "Well you need to know your place...." He says as he.
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