The night air was thick with the scent of alcohol and cigarette smoke as I pulled up to the bar in my sleek black sedan. I knew she would be there, my sweet little niece Liz, all of twenty-one and already causing trouble. She had called me asking for a ride. I only lives a few blocks from here. I don’t need to see her to know she’s drunk. I’ve seen her posts tonight. It wasn’t hard to tell by the way she was misspelling words as if she was slurring her speech. Her parents were out of town for the next two weeks on a cruise, and I had a feeling she was taking full advantage of their absence.
I found her easily, propped up against the bar with a martini glass in hand, her laughter carrying over the pulsing beat of the music. She was a vision in her tight little skirt, all long legs and curves in all the right places. I felt a stirring in my loins as I watched her, a hunger that had been building for months now.
“Hey there, Uncle Derek, ” she slurred as I approached, her eyes glassy and unfocused. "Thanks for coming to get me."
“Lizzie, my dear, ” I said, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I think it’s time I got you home. Your parents would have my head if they knew you were out drinking all alone.”
She pouted, her full lips glistening with lip gloss. “But I’m not alone, silly. I’m with you.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at her naivety. “Come on, let’s get you out of here.”
She stumbled as I led her out to the car, her heels clacking on the pavement. I buckled her into the passenger seat, my hand lingering on her thigh a moment too long. She didn’t seem to notice, her head lolling against the window as I drove.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
She nods, laughing. “Yeah.”
I had a plan for Liz, one that had been brewing in the darkest recesses of my mind for far too long. She was mine, I decided, to do with as I pleased. And tonight, I was going to make her mine in every way possible.
I offer her water. She drinks not knowing it is drugged. it takes five minutes before she is asleep.
I pulled the car into the marina, the boat rocking gently in the moonlight. Liz was snoring softly, her head tilted back against the seat. I scooped her up into my arms, relishing the feel of her soft body against mine.
She stirred as I carried her onto the boat, her eyes fluttering open. “Uncle Derek?” she mumbled, her brow furrowing in confusion. “Where are we?”
“Shh, it’s okay, baby girl, ” I whispered, laying her down on the bed. “I’ve got you.”
I take her to his boat and lay her on the bed facedown. She doesn’t even make a sound. Then I handcuff her arms to the bed and secures each ankle to a bedpost with rope, wide apart, making her spread eagle. Then I stand at the end and look over her.
She whimpers in her sleep, tugging at the restraints, but it was no use. She was mine now, and I was going to make sure she knew it.
When I get further out into the water so no one can hear her, I go back to the room and remove her heels and then cut the halter top from over her neck, the flimsy fabric falling away to reveal her perfect breasts. I then slide my hand down her stomach and legs. I feel her panties.
Deciding to blind fold her first, I just finish securing it when she wakes up at this. She tries to move and scream. She can't. Tears run down her face as I shove her legs further apart. She cries out when my hand touches her pussy. “Ahh, you’re wet, ” I say in surprise, changing the tone in my voice so she doesn't recognize me yet.
I slid my hand up and down her long legs, my hands lingering on her soft skin. She was trembling now, tears streaming down her face.
“No, please, ” she sobbed, her voice muffled by the makeshift gag. “Don’t do this, whoever you are. Please.”
I ignored her pleas, my mind consumed with a hunger that could only be sated by her sweet body. I ripped the skirt from her legs, leaving her naked and exposed before me. She cried out as I once again shove her legs apart, my hand delving between her thighs to find her already wet and ready.
I growled, my voice rough with desire. “You like being taken, don’t you, you little slut?”
She shook her head frantically, her tears flowing freely now. But her body betrayed her, her hips arching into my touch as I explored her most intimate places.
I grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back roughly. “You’re mine now, Lizzie. This body belongs to me, and I’m going to use it as I see fit.”
She’s flopping around trying to free herself when I grab her legs and place another zip tie around her ankles. “Scream all you want, little one. You’re mine now.” he then puts something over her head so it's double secure. She whimpers, body trembling. Placing my hand between her legs, I cup her wet pussy. She arches her back, letting out a muffled cry. I push my palm into her pelvic bone and grip her cunt. Thrusting my three fingers inside her and removing them quickly, I slap her pussy. Her body jerks off the bed as a muffled cry follows. I slap it again, and she twists and turns, trying to close her legs.
Not happening, little one.
He likes to hear her scream, but decides to take her panties from under her skirt and tape them into her mouth.
Stepping back, he watches her fight the restraints, wearing herself down. She’s mumbling nonsense through her gag, and her body is shaking. She can’t see me through the bag over her head.
“That’s my girl, ” I say, licking my way down her naval to her pussy. When i get there, i see how clean shaven she is. He can't resist so he puts a pillow under her hips to make her his personal feast. He wanted to feed for hours. To hear her scream.
Bending between her legs, he gets his first taste of her. He loves pussy more than anything and was denied for too many years.
She whimpered, her body shaking with fear and something else, something darker and more primal. I knew she was mine, that she would submit to me completely.
“That’s my girl, ” I said, my voice soft and tender. “You’re so beautiful, so perfect.”
I leaned down, my tongue delving once more into her wet cunt. She tasted like heaven, like sweet nectar that I couldn’t get enough of. I licked and sucked at her, my hands gripping her thighs as I feasted on her most intimate places.
"No please. Stop touching my pussy."
"No?"
Her soaking wet cunt clamps down on me again, and she’s coming.
Her moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath me as I brought her closer and closer to the edge. She came with a scream, her pussy contracting around my tongue as I lapped up her juices.
“Such a good girl, ” I praised, my voice rough with desire. “You came so hard for me, didn’t you?”
She could only shake her head to try and deny it, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to be inside her, to claim her as my own. I untied her legs, forcing them apart once more. She tried to close them, but I was too strong for her. I sat between her thighs, my hard cock straining against my pants as I took in the sight of her. I unzip my pants and pull out my dick. It’s been so hard since I came and got her from the bar. As I look at her tied and gagged with a hood over her head, knowing I’m taking advantage of her, I’m turned on. My hard cock springing free. I rubbed the tip against her slick entrance, teasing her with what was to come. She whimpered.
“Beg for it, Lizzie, ” I demanded, my voice rough with need. “Beg me to fuck you like the little slut you are.”
“No, ” she sobbed, her voice muffled by the gag. “Don’t do this.”
I slapped her pussy, the sharp sting making her yelp. “I said beg, you little whore. Beg for my cock.”
She hesitated, her body trembling with fear.
“No?”
“That’s a bad girl, ” I growled, my cock throbbing with anticipation.
I thrust into her with one hard stroke, filling her completely. She cried out, her pussy contracting around me as I began to move. I set a brutal pace, my hips slamming into hers as I took her harder and deeper than she had ever been taken before.
She was moaning and begging, her body writhing beneath me as I used her for my own pleasure. I could feel her coming again, her pussy contracting around my cock as I brought her to the brink of ecstasy.
“Come for me, Lizzie or I'll need to punish you, ” I demanded, my voice rough with need. “Come on my cock like a good little slut.”
She disobeyed, her body shaking as she tries to refuse herself the orgasm.
I collapsed on top of her, but I wasn't done with her yet.
I reach up and unchains part of her so she can move.
“Push your ass back, hips forward. Open your legs, ” I command.
“No�”
I slap her outer thigh, and she yelps in surprise as the lingering sting makes her pussy clench.
“It wasn’t a question or a suggestion. Do as you’re told, or I’ll punish you more.”
"More?"
"I'm going to spank you for telling me no the first time. Now you're going to call me sir and tell me to use you as I see fit."
“Yes, sir.” she doesn’t know why the breathless words come out of her mouth, but they do. She's seen it in the videos she watches, and it just feels right.
“That’s a good girl, ” I growl, slapping her again, and her hips buck involuntarily. “You’re just a toy begging to be played with, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” she nods frantically. Tears sting her eyes, and her thighs clench both sides of mine. “Please, play with me.
I smile and places my hand on her back. “Bend over, ” I order.
Hesitantly, she drops her head and places her hands on the bed, her already heavy breathing going erratic, scared and excited to see what he’ll do to her next.
“Don’t move, ” I order.
Out of the corner of her eye, she watches him walk over to a desk. I pick up something and then come to stand behind her once more.
“Sir�?”
I slap her ass. “You’re mine now. That means I can do whatever the fuck I want. Understand?”
“Yes, sir, ” she says breathlessly just before he spanks me.
"Tell me to spank you."
She remains quiet.
“Say it, ” I demands.
“I’m yours to do what you please."
“Goddamn right, you’re mine.”
My hand goes around around her throat forcing her head back. I remove the blind fold.
She sees its me.
"Uncle?" She stares up at him.
“That's right. And from here on out, no one sees your body unless I want them to. Do you understand?”
"Yes."
"I will use you when I want. You will come to this boat and I will rape you. If you tell anyone, I'll send the video of tonight to your family and friends. I'll even post it online. Understand?"
Silence.
"If you don’t answer, I’m going to take a belt to your ass."
She fights me, her nails clawing at my arm, and I laugh at her pointless attempt to escape. “Calm down, baby girl. I'm not going to hurt you...much, ” I tell her, and then laugh as she lets out a frustrated growl.
I handcuff her arms in place and move her into a position that pleases me before reaching up and undoing my belt.
"Now I've counted eleven times tonight you've disobeyed me, sweetheart. So you’re going to get eleven swats.”
She tries to pull free, and I like how her body struggles. I take my belt, double it over, and swat her ass. She screams into her panties. I do it again across the top of her thighs, unable to help myself. I love the way her skin instantly turns red.
I slap her ass cheeks, making them red as well.
“Now...where were we?” I slap the belt across her ass as I continue to remind her who the fuck owns her now. “This is a punishment, sweetheart."
She pushes her ass back, her legs clenching shut, and I get an idea. “Spread your legs.”
Her shoulders start to shake. When she doesn’t do so, I slap her ass again. “Now.”
I reach between her legs again, unable to help myself. “Fuck, sweetheart. Your pussy is so wet.”
Standing in front of her, I grab her cheeks, and her heavy eyes meet mine. The tears run freely from her pretty blue eyes. “Are you going to listen to me from now on?”
She nods the best she can, sucking in a deep breath through her nose. “Spread your legs. As wide as you can, ” I order, testing her.
Sniffing, she places her legs out, causing her to arch her back and press her chest forward. Her arms strain above her head. I tap the belt between her inner thighs, gently hitting her pussy, and she closes her legs with a cry.
Arching my brow, I tsk. “Did I say you could close them?”
When she closes her eyes, fresh tears roll down her face, and she opens her legs once more. “That’s a good girl, ” I say, and she whimpers. “Leave them there, or I’ll have to do it for you.” I tap her cunt once more with the belt, and her body jerks.
I do it again, harder this time, and she cries out so hard that part of her thong falls out. “No. No.” I shove it back inside, filling her tear-streaked cheeks. “Next time I gag you, I’ll make sure to tape those lips shut.” Her shoulders go side to side, trying to relieve the pressure, and I tap her cunt again with the belt. She flinches but doesn’t make a sound that time. She expected it, so I do it harder. Her hips buck.
Her inner thighs and pussy are red from the smack of the belt. When I'm ready, I drop to my knees and throw her legs over my shoulders, and licks it better. “Goddamn, princess. Just look at you. Tied up and dripping wet.”
She moves her hips. She can't escape his tongue. "Starting today, right now, I’m going to train your body and your mind to be my whore. And I’ll continue to do so. Do you understand me?”
She nods quickly.
“Say ‘I’m going to be your dirty little whore, Uncle. I want you to train me.”
She repeats it.
The sound is music to my ears. I get up. The sound of the vibrator fills the room. I turn it up all the way when I places it between her open legs. she fights, trying to pull her legs closed, needing to roll from side to side, but she has no choice but to take it.
My eyes are on hers as she tries to breathe through the next orgasm that rocks her body.
She sniffs again, and I lower my hand to her pussy once more. Sliding my hand into her, I get my answer. “Enough foreplay. You’re soaked now and mine.”
I rape her a second time. When I'm done, I force her to watch her own film so she can see what is at stake.
“From now on, you belong to me, ” I said, my voice soft but firm. “You will come to this boat whenever I want you, and you will let me use you as I see fit. If you tell anyone about this, I will send the video of tonight to your family and friends. I will even post it online for the whole world to see. Do you understand?”
She nodded, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes, Uncle Derek. I understand.”
I smiled, my hand cupping her cheek gently. “Good girl. Now, let’s get you cleaned up.”
I helped her to the shower, washing away the evidence of what had just transpired. As I watched the water cascade over her body, I knew that this was only the beginning. I would have her again and again, until she was completely and utterly mine.