Lisa beats me senseless and takes over.

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Lisa's Foot.

"That's enough out of you young lady now go to your room." I told my defiant eight year old adopted daughter. "Make me." "I mean it Lisa. Go to your room or I'm gonna spank your little ass." "Just try it Uncle Richard." She confidently told me with her hands on her hips. I just laughed at her. "You can't be serious Lisa you're an eight year old girl and I'm a thirty two year old man. Now get your ass in there like I told you to." "I said no Uncle Richard. I don't have to go to my room if I don't want to and you can't make me." "We'll see about that little girl." I growled while I stormed across the room. Which turned out to be the most painful and humiliating mistake of my life. Eight year old Lisa wiped up the floor with me and made it look easy. By the time she was through showing me who was boss I was lying at her feet crying like a baby and pleading for mercy. "I'm the boss little girl and you'll do what I say or else." I threatened while I went to grab her in my arms. Lisa turned her body to get maximum power behind her punch and busted me in the mouth. "SMACK!" I immediately lost control of my senses and my muscular arms lifelessly dropped to my sides. My eyes rolled back in my head while I stumbled around on noodle like legs until I slowly keeled over and landed at her feet. "Now leave me alone Uncle Richard or you'll get some more." I vigorously shook my head to get rid of the cob webs and climbed to my feet. "YOU FUCKING LITTLE BITCH!" I screamed while I made a fist and cocked my arm. You don't realise how slow your reflexes become when you get older until you try to use them. While I was in the process of throwing my punch, Lisa's fist came out of no where and crushed my jaw. "SMACK!" My muscular body dropped and hit the floor like a sack of potatoes.

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Lisa's Foot.

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Lisa

Eight year old Lisa feet.

"I warned you Uncle Richard now get up." I shook my head to shoo away the circling bluebirds flying in front of my eyes and climbed to my feet with murder on my mind. "Your ass is mine now little girl." I threatened while I went in swinging. "Oh I'm sooooo scared." Lisa taunted while she nimbly danced around my jaw breaking punches until I completely ran out of gas. I was so worn out my next punch landed squarely on her chin and didn't ruffle a single strand of hair on her head. Lisa just laughed and swelled up my eye. "SMACK!" I fell apart like a house of cards and hit the floor. "Get up you little wimp I'm just getting started." I grabbed a chair to pull myself up and tried to steady my weaving body but it wouldn't cooperate. My wobbly legs were so severely buckled they were threatening to collapse and my eyes were glazing over. Lisa smiled and curled her fingers in my shirt to hold me up without any resistance from me at all. "What's the matter Uncle Richard can't you see me?" "SMACK!" I went down and hit the floor like a ton of bricks. "C'mon you little wimp I ain't done with you yet. Get on your feet." I tried to get up but my weak arms gave out and I fell flat on my face. Lisa laughed and grabbed my shoulders to yank me off of the floor. "C'mere you big sissy." I helplessly sagged in her strong grip with my muscular arms limply hanging by my side. "You're gonna be doing what ever I say when I'm done with you Uncle Richard." "SMACK!" I slumped to my knees and fell against her.

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Lisa's Foot.

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Lisa

Eight year old Lisa feet.

"Upsy daisy little boy." She grabbed my shirt with both hands and dragged me to my feet. "You don't know where you're at do you you little wimp?" Lisa held me up with her left hand and drilled me in the stomach so hard her fist nearly reached my back bone. "THUD!" My knees immediately buckled and my mouth flew open trying to catch my breath while I clutched my aching stomach and doubled over. Lisa smiled knowing I wasn't in any condition to attack and casually turned her back to me. Then without looking behind her she threw a powerful back fist over her shoulder and smacked me right in the face. "SMACK!" "UUNNHHH!" I instantly lost control of my senses and teetered on rubbery legs. Lisa reached up to wrap her arm around my neck and tightened her muscle against my throat while she pulled my head down on her shoulder. I suddenly couldn't breathe and began to a panic. "uggh.. ugghh.." My left arm was dangling down her back and totally useless to me so I quickly grabbed her small wrist with my right hand and frantically tried to yank her arm down. Fear covered my muscular body like a blanket when I used every ounce of strength I had in an attempt to over power her slender arm and it didn't budge even a fraction of an inch. Lisa laughed at my pitifully weak effort to free myself and pumped her muscle up to completely shut off my oxygen. "ugh.. ugh.. ugghh.. uggghh.." "I'm only eight years old Uncle Richard. Can't you pull my arm down and get away?" (giggle) (giggle) I repeatedly pulled and pried and pawed at her slender wrist so I could breathe but it was totally useless. "ugghh.. ugh.. ugghhh.." "Give up Uncle Richard you're just to weak. Stop fighting it and go to sleep like a good little boy." "uggh.. ugh.. ugh.. ugghhh.."

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Lisa's Foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

Tears of humiliation were running down my cheeks when I realised my situation was hopeless. Eight year old Lisa was going to put me to sleep with one arm while I was helplessly trapped in her hold and there was nothing I could do to stop her. "Please.. Lisa.. ugh.. ugh.. I.. can't.. breathe." ugh.. ugh.. ugh.. ugh.. "Really?" giggle giggle "Now close your little eyes and go to sleep for me." "ugh.. ugh.. ugh.. "no..(sob) please.. Lisa.. (sob) don't.. put.. me.. to.. sleep.." "Why not? You sure ain't man enough to stop me." :ugh.. ugh.. ugh.. ugh.." "Yeah there you go. You're such a good boy." My rubbery legs suddenly went limp and my eye lids began to droop while my sagging body hung on her slender arm. I feebly pawed at her clenched fist in a last ditched effort to save myself but it was useless. A few seconds later my eye lids slowly closed and my limp hand slipped off of her fist to lifelessly dangle at my side. "ugh.. ugh.. uggghhhh.." Lisa toyed with me while I helplessly slept on her shoulder. "That's a good boy. Good night Uncle Richard. When you wake up we're gonna find out who's really the boss in this house." She smiled at my swollen face and tightly closed eyes while she easily held my dead weight body up with one arm and taunted me. "You're such a weakling Uncle Richard. I should have beat you up a long time ago. I guess I let you be the boss because I felt sorry for you. But not anymore you little wimp. You're gonna learn to do as I say and keep your mouth shut or I'll beat you up until you do. Do you understand me you big sissy? I'm the boss." Lisa kissed my swollen tear stained cheek and finally released my unconscious body from her unbreakable muscle prison. "PLOP!" I dropped like a dead man and landed at her feet. "Sweet dreams you little pansy ass."

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Lisa's Foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

When I woke up my head was throbbing and my face and body hurt all over. I slowly stumbled to my feet and staggered one way and then the other before I was able to control my noodle like legs. I stood rooted in one spot with my battered body weaving back and forth and tried to focus my blurry eyes. "It's about time you woke up." As I turned toward the sound of her voice her fist slammed into my jaw. "SMACK!" I slumped over and hit the floor like a wet sack. "C'mere you little wimp." Lisa yanked me up into her strong arms and laughed at my pitifully helpless condition. "You're not so tough now are you Uncle Richard?" "SMACK!" I collapsed like a demolished building and landed at her feet. "Get back up here you big sissy I'm not done with you yet." Lisa taunted while she picked me up. I sagged in her firm grip with severely buckled legs and useless dangling arms. "You won't be giving me anymore trouble after this will you Uncle Richard?" "SMACK!" I folded up like a card board box and landed at her feet. "Up boy." Lisa jerked me up into her arms and laughed as she looked into my swollen black and blue eyes. "Do you still think you're the boss Uncle Richard?" "SMACK!" I hit the floor like a sopping wet dish rag and whimpered like a pussy. "Let's go little man we have to settle this once and for all." She scolded while she yanked me off of the floor. I was overcome with humiliation while I hung in her strong arms like a lifeless rag doll and softly sobbed. "I asked you a question you little wimp. Do you still think you're the boss?" "SMACK!" I landed at her feet and cried like a baby. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!"

Lisa.

Lisa's Foot.

Lisa

Lisa's foot.

Eight year old Lisa feet.

When I felt her hands grab my shoulders to pick me up I fell apart and screamed like a frightened little girl. "NOOOOOOO HOOO HOOO HOOO HOOOOOOOOO!" "Then tell me who's boss Uncle Richard." "SMACK!" I landed at her feet and bawled my heart out. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Lisa smiled and jerked my battered body off of the floor. "All you have to do is tell me who's boss you little wimp. Now say it." "SMACK!" I dropped like my legs had been cut out from under me and hit the floor. "You better say it Uncle Richard before I beat you to a pulp." She scolded while she yanked me up into her arms. "I'm gonna wipe up the floor with you if you don't do as you're told you little wimp. Now say it." "SMACK!" I collapsed like a puppet who's strings had been cut and landed at her feet. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Lisa picked me up and laughed at the heavy tears pouring out of my swollen black and blue eyes. "Your face is a mess Uncle Richard and it's only gonna get worse if you don't do as you're told. Now say it." "SMACK!" I dropped like a falling anchor and hit the floor. "I can beat you up for as long as I want and there's nothing you can do about it." She scolded while she roughly dragged me to my feet and shook me like a rag doll. "I ain't playing with you Uncle Richard. Now say it." "SMACK!" I hit the floor like a slab of beef and landed at her feet. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Lisa looked down at me and smiled. Lying at her feet was a broken man with no stubborn male pride or bravado left to defy her. A man who had been thoroughly beaten into submission by an eight year old girl. When she yanked me up into her arms and held me up to her smiling face she knew I was going to give up and surrender my will to hers. "Have you had enough Uncle Richard or do you want some more?" "Noooooo.. please Lisa don't hit me anymore. I give up I give up." "That's what I thought. Now say it you big sissy. Lisa is the boss." "Lisa.. is.. the.. boss." "Say it again you little wimp." (suck breath.. suck breath.. sob) "Lisa.. is.. the.. boss." "Again." "Unnnn hun hun hun hun hunnnnn.." "SLAP! SLAP!" "Do as you're told or you'll get some more. Now say it." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" (sniffle) (sniffle) "Lisa.. (sob) is.. the.. boss." "That's better. Now say good night." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "SLAP! SLAP!" "Say it you little pansy ass or I'll beat you to a pulp." "please.. Lisa.." (sob) "SLAP! SLAP!" "I SAID SAY IT! NOW DO AS YOU'RE TOLD!" "AAWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" sniffle.. sniffle. "Good n.night Lisa." (sob) "Good boy. Now lets put you to sleep." "SMMMACK!" I was out cold when I landed on my face at her feet. Lisa pinned my head to the floor and smiled. "Now that you know who's boss let's make sure you never forget it."

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Lisa's Foot.

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Lisa

Eight year old Lisa feet.

Lisa slapped me awake and dragged me to my feet. While I hung in her strong arms she whipped my battered body around and put me in an abdominal stretch. As soon as I felt the terrible pain I instantly began to beg for mercy. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "I GIVE LISA I GIVE I GIVE!" "Are you gonna do what I say and keep your mouth shut?" "YES YES WHAT EVER YOU WANT! LEMME GO LEMME GO!" "Are you gonna give me anymore trouble?" "NO NO I'LL BE GOOD I'LL BE GOOD! LEMME GO LISA YOU'RE HURTING ME!" "To bad. I'm the boss so I can do what ever I want. And there's nothing you can do about it. Is there you little wimp?" "NOOOOOO HO HO HO HOOOOOOO! PLEASE LISA I GIVE UP I GIVE UP! LEMME GO!" "If you ever try to stand up to me I'll wipe up the floor with you. Do you understand me Uncle Richard?" "YEHHHH HEH HEH HEH HESSSSSSS!" "You'd better. I don't care who's around you better mind me when I tell you to do something. Is that clear?" "YESSSSSS YESSSSSS!" Sniff sniff. "If you don't I'll put you across my lap and spank your bare ass right in front of them. Is that understood?" "YES LISA YES YES! IT HURTS IT HURTS! PLEASE LISA HAVE MERCY! YOU'RE TO STRONG! I GIVE I GIVE I GI HIH HIH HIH HIVVVVVVE" "Never forget who's boss Uncle Richard. You got it?" "YES LISA YOU'RE THE BOSS YOU'RE THE BOSS! LEMME GO HO HO HO HOOOOOOO!" "Not yet Uncle Richard I like hearing you beg for mercy. So keep begging." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Lisa just laughed and bent my agonizing body over a little more. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!"

Lisa.

Lisa's Foot.

Lisa's foot.

Lisa

Eight year old Lisa feet.

I was hopelessly wrapped up in the arms of an eight year old girl and there was nothing I could do to stop her from hurting me. Excruciating pain raced through my agonizing body while Lisa laughed at my whimpering pleas and taunted me for being weak. I was wallowing in self pity and humiliation while I helplessly hung in her powerful grip and cried with a broken heart. "I said beg you little wimp now do as you're told." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "PLEASE LISA HAVE MERCY! I GIVE I GI HI HI HI HIVVVVVE!" "That's my boy. Do you remember telling me I wouldn't stand a chance against you because you were a grown man and I was only eight years old?" I sagged in her arms and pitifully sobbing without answering her so she viciously twisted my pain wracked body to make me mind. "Answer me you little wimp." "AAIIIEEEE!" "YESSSSSSSS! I REMEMBER I REMEMBER!" "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "That's better. Don't make me ask you again Uncle Richard. Understand?" "YEHHH HEH HEH HEH HEH HESSSSSSSSS!" "Good boy. Do you still think I'm to little to beat you up?" "no ho ho ho hooooooo.." I whimpered while I shamefully hung my head. "I didn't think so. You're nothing but a wimp Uncle Richard. I could beat you up without using my arms if I wanted to. One of these days I'll show you. Now tell me who's boss." "You're the boss Lisa." I passively whimpered. "Good boy. Now let's put you in another hold and make you beg some more." She said as she turned me loose. "nooooooo.." I fearfully pleaded as I dropped to the floor crying like a baby. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!"

Lisa.

Lisa's Foot.

Lisa's foot.

Lisa

Eight year old Lisa feet.

I was scared out of my mind when Lisa grabbed my arms and stretched them out behind me. She had taken control from the very beginning of the fight and easily mopped up the floor with me. Now I was nothing more then a spineless pussy she could toy with because her hard hitting fists and painful wrestling holds had turned me into a whimpering coward. Lisa planted her feet in the crease behind my knees and hooked my feet inside her upper thigh. I didn't offer any resistance because I was deathly afraid of what she would do to me. When she was ready Lisa leaned back to lay on the floor and hoisted my pain wracked body up in the air in a ceiling hold. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "It hurts doesn't it Uncle Richard? Why don't you use your big strong muscles to get out of my hold and send me to my room? Oh yeah, you can't can you you little wimp?" "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Sniff sniff. "AWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Lisa just laughed at my loud painful squalling and pushed my battered body higher up. All I could do was suffer through the pain and humiliation until Lisa decided I was to beaten and broken to challenge her authority. "Listen to you cry Uncle Richard you should be ashamed of yourself. I'm only eight years old and you can't get out of my hold. What a wimp." My arms were stretched to the limit and in excruciating pain and my legs were so numb I couldn't feel them anymore. And my back felt like it was going to snap. But Lisa didn't care. She easily kept me suspended in mid air and teased me for losing a fight with an eight year old girl. I was so depressed and despondent over hearing the truth I wallowed in self pity and couldn't stop crying.

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Lisa's Foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

"That was a lot of fun. Let's try another one." She said as she dropped me on my face. "NOOOOOOOO HOO HOO HOO HOOOOOOOOO!" I fearfully squealed as I hit the floor. "Yes Uncle Richard." She said laughing at me while she turned around and picked up my rubbery legs. I hadn't fought back in over thirty minutes because I didn't want to make Lisa mad enough to really hurt me. So my fate was totally in her hands and at her mercy. Sadly Lisa was having fun toying with me and didn't care that I was being submissive. She was in complete control and could do what ever she pleased without any resistance at all from me. Lisa folded my legs in the position she wanted them and used her left leg to lock them in place. Then she put both of my arms on my back in a double hammerlock and reached back to wrap her fingers around my wrists so she could control both of my arms with her right hand. Finally she arched her back and firmly cupped my chin with her left hand. I was already whinpering like a pussy when she suddenly pulled up on my legs and chin and bent my aching body in the shape of a bow. "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" Sniff sniff. "AWWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" I bawled and bawled while Lisa viciously yanked back on my legs and chin again and laughed at my muffled screams. "MMMFFFFFFFF! MMMFFFFFFFF!" My entire body was wrapped up and pinned down in her hold. I couldn't move a single muscle to try and free myself so I could escape. All I could do was helplessly lie there and cry my eyes out while my eight year old daughter continued to torture me at will. I felt so sorry for myself I wanted to die and escape the degrading humiliation. "Beg you little wimp or I'll bend your useless body until it breaks." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "PLEASE LISA YOU'RE HURTING ME! HAVE MERCY! I GIVE I GIVE I GI HI HI HI HIVVVVVE!" "That's a good boy. You mind real good when you're scared Uncle Richard. I guess I'll have to make sure you're always afraid so you'll do as you're told." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "You're such a cry baby for a thirty two year old man Uncle Richard. Now stay right there while I put you in another hold and make you cry." "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!

Lisa.

Lisa's Foot.

Lisa's foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

Lisa crossed my ankles so she could control both of my legs with one hand and reached behind her to place my right arm on my back in a hammerlock. After putting my left arm on my back as well she scooted back to force my arms up with her butt until she heard me whimper from the pain. Finally she moved her feet until they were directly under my scrunched up face and smiled as she got a good grip on my foot. "This is the reason I'm the boss Uncle Richard. I'm only eight years old but I can put you in any hold I want without any trouble and make you beg to get out of it for as long as I want. You'll never beat me Uncle Richard cause you're weak. So you better start minding me or I'll really hurt you." Lisa unexpectedly yanked my legs up in the air and used her right hand to push my head down until my face was firmly pressed against the soft soles of her feet. I tried to scream but her feet muffled the sound. "MMMFFFFFFF! MMMFFFFFFFF! MMMFFFFFFFFF!" "I know Uncle Richard it hurts doesn't it? If you wasn't such a weakling you could get out of my hold and send me to my room like you wanted to. But you can't can you you little wimp? I guess you'll have to smell my feet until I let you up." "MMMFFFFFFFFFF! MMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" Eight year old Lisa had my entire body pinned down in the floor and I couldn't move a single muscle. The shame and humiliation I felt for being so helpless was so overwhelming it totally took over my mind. I completely surrendered my will in that moment to the dominate little eight year old girl who could easily beat me to a pulp or put me in a hold and make me beg for mercy. Eight year old Lisa had quickly and convincingly broken my spirit and turned me into a whimpering coward. I laid there wallowing in self pity and cried my eyes out. "MMMFFFFFFFF! MMFFF! MMFFF! MMMMMFFF!" Sniff sniff. "MMMFFFFFFF! MMFFF! MMFFF! MMFFF! MMFFF! MMFMMMMFF!" "Awww don't cry Uncle Richard you can't help it if you're such a weakling." "MMMFFFFFFF! MMFFF! MMFFF! MMFFF! MMMMMMFFF!" Sadly she was right. My bulging male muscles were no match for Lisa's slender young girl arms and her fighting skills were far superior to my own. I felt hopelessly lost.

Lisa.

Lisa's Foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

Lisa kept me pinned down and made me smell her feet for a half an hour to make sure I understood she could do what ever she wished and there was nothing I could do about it. I continuously struggled for about ten minutes trying to break her hold and escape but it was useless. She had me firmly pinned down and under her control. I eventually gave up and submissively laid there crying my eyes out while Lisa cruelly teased me for being weak. When she finally turned me loose and got up I meekly laid there sobbing like a lost little boy and prayed my terrible nightmare was over. Lisa strolled up to stand above my head and smiled as she looked down at the fully grown man she had easily broken. "Now you know who's boss don't you you little wimp?" Lisa snatched a handful of my hair and jerked my head up far enough to put her foot underneath me. Then she pushed my head down and held it there while she rubbed her foot in my badly swollen face. I submissively laid there and cried my eyes out while her soft smooth skin and cute little toes were repeatedly mashed against my fat lips and broken nose when she moved her foot back and forth. "I'm the boss Uncle Richard. You'll do what I say or I'll beat you up until you learn to mind. Do you understand me you little wimp?" "MMMFFFFFFFFFFF! MMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" Was the only sound I could make with her foot jammed against my mouth. "Good boy. Now c'mere." Lisa grabbed my shoulders and dragged me to my feet. Then she clutched the front of my shirt with both hands and glared into my fearful black and blue eyes.

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Lisa's Foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

"Are you gonna give me anymore trouble?" "n.no." I submissively answered. "Do you still think you can beat me up?" "no.." I meekly whimpered. "I didn't think so. If you ever try to hurt me again I'll mop up the floor with you. Do you understand me Uncle Richard?" "yes.. Lisa." "Good boy. Never forget who's boss Uncle Richard. Now give me your wallet." I quickly dug my wallet out of my back pocket without hesitating and handed it to her with trembling hands. Lisa smiled as she took hold of my hand to stop it from shaking and took my wallet from my limp fingers. She calmly stood in front of me searching through my wallet without giving me any attention at all. She knew I didn't have the courage to attack her with her head down or even if her back was to me. She had easily and convincingly beaten it out of me and turned me into a coward. "I'm gonna take care of the money from now on Uncle Richard. Every Friday when you cash your check you bring the money home to me. All of it Uncle Richard. If I find out you tried to hide some from me I'll throw you across my lap and spank your ass. Is that clear?" "yes.. L.Lisa." I whimpered with tears in my eyes. "Good. Mind me and we'll get along fine. Disobey or talk back to me and I'll beat you to a pulp and knock you out. No matter where we're at or who we're with. Do we understand each other?" "yes.. Lisa." "That's my boy. Don't worry about the bills I'll make sure they get paid. The rest I'll spend on what ever I want. If you say one word about it I'll put you in a hold and make you beg until you pass out. You got it?" "yes.. Lisa. what.. ever.. you.. say." I sobbingly replied. "You're such a good boy." She said with a smile while she patted my cheek like I was a small child. I was so humiliated I closed my eyes against the shame I felt while tears of sorrow trickled down my swollen cheeks. Lisa just smiled and handed me my empty wallet. Then she grabbed my shirt with both hands again and jerked me down to her face.

Lisa.

Lisa's Foot.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.

"Go to your room and get in bed. If I hear one sound coming from that room I'm gonna come in there and knock you out. So you better go right to sleep. Understand?" "yes Lisa." "You'd better. Don't come out until I call for you tomorrow morning to fix my breakfast. Is that clear?" "yes Lisa." "Good boy. Now go to your room." She sternly ordered as she turned me loose. "Can I please go to the bathroom first I have to pee?" I passively asked. "SMACK!" I hit the floor like a lifeless rag doll and landed at her feet. "Don't argue with me you little wimp." "NOW GO TO BED!" "AWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWW!" I could hear Lisa laughing while I scurried to my room crying my eyes out and crawled into bed. A few seconds later she opened my door and approached my bed. "Stop that crying and go to sleep." "RIGHT NOW!" I immediately stopped crying and looked at her through fearful eyes while I lie there shaking like a leaf. "That's better. Now close your eyes and go to sleep or I'll come back in here and put you to sleep myself. Do you understand me Uncle Richard?" "y.y.yes.. Lisa." I submissively whimpered. Good. Now go to sleep." She said while she gently kissed my tear stained cheek and proudly walked out of my room with her head held high. I stuffed the sheet in my mouth so she wouldn't be able to hear me and softly sobbed while I laid there feeling sorry for myself. Eight year old Lisa was in complete control of my life and I was to much of a coward to challenge her authority and try to take it back. I dreaded the thought of her beating me up in front of my friends or family so I vowed to mind her no matter how embarrassing the order might be. It would be far more humiliating for them to see Lisa beat me to a pulp or put me in an unbreakable hold and make me cry like a baby while I begged for mercy. If that happened my life would be over. Thoughts of my eight year old daughter dominating me for the rest of my miserable life were flowing through my confused and bewildered mind as I closed my swollen black and blue eyes and sorrowfully cried myself to sleep.

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Eight year old Lisa feet.