The first rule is, never enter his bedroom without permission. Emergencies are the only exception, like a fire or if someone is hurt. We’ve broken s...me of his rules a few times each. The punishments are… severe.’ Bridget spoke sternly. As she mentioned breaking rules, a pall seemed to settle over the women, and each of them seemed to shrink into herself. Somehow, all of the women seemed slightly diminished. ‘He won’t hurt you physically, ever.’ Bridget choked out, a look of pure, infinite. By this point it was dark so we drove for a while before we came to an abandoned car park. There was nobody around and no cars there, so my uncle pulled in there and parked the car in the furthest corner. As soon as the car stopped I slipped off my leggings and underwear and my uncle quickly unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock at the same time. “Get her now!” He demanded. He stayed in his seat and I climbed over and sat on him, I slid down onto his cock, it felt so fucking good. I’d. Gary closed the door behind him and looked around. The poky seeminglittle shop was full of the strangest things. It might have been somekind of cross between a fancy dress outlet and an old apothecary, tintedwith shades of antique bric-a-brac, toys for children and adults, andjokes. A gadget shop? A joke shop?"A magic shop."Gary startled at the voice and looked over at the counter to see an oldman wearing what certainly looked like a bathrobe."Hi, Gary," the man greeted him warmly."Hi,. His hand went to his belt and he started unbuckling it. As he freed up the top of his trousers his left hand pushed me downwards, this was a game I knew how to play. I sank to my knees, not easy in heels, thankfully kneeling mostly on my own dress. He had his trousers open now and I reached out with my hands to free his erection. Again he surprised me, something that is hard to accomplish normally, he batted my hands away and pushed my arms down to my sides. When I was still he used his own.