Ten year old Michael beats me up and terrorizes me for the rest of my life.

Ten year old Michael.

Michael's feet.

The phone was on it's third ring when I picked it up. "Hello." "It's Harold Rich. I need you to do me a huge favor." Harold is my neighbor whose back yard fence runs right along side mine. We had become pretty good friends over the past eleven years and our wives were friendly towards each other as well before mine divorced me. "Sure Harold what do you need?" "I just got a call from a Doctor in Idaho saying Dru is in the hospital with a severe stroke. So I have to rush out there and I don't know what to do with Michael. His Grandmother in Idaho isn't capable of taking care of him because of her terminal illness and I can't take him to the hospital with me. Would you please consider watching him for me? I know I'm asking a lot but I don't know what else to do." Their ten year old son Michael and I had spoken to each other a few times over the years and even though I didn't know much about him he seemed like a nice kid. "Sure Harold I'd be glad to just send him over with any clothes and toys he might need." "Thanks Rich I really appreciate it. You're a life saver man." "It's my pleasure Harold I'm sure we'll get along fine so don't worry about a thing. Just go to Idaho and take care of your wife." "Will do good buddy I'll send him over as soon as I get done packing. Thanks again Rich." "No problem friend. I'll be looking for him to show up at my door." We said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. Twenty minutes later Michael arrived with a small suitcase, his video cassette with games and assorted juice boxes of various flavors. I put the juice boxes in the fridge while he got settled in my guest room. That evening I ordered pizza for supper and we seemed to be getting along fine. Until I made the mistake of telling him he had to go to bed. That was the most painful and humiliating mistake of my life. Michael informed me he would go to bed when he was ready and if I didn't like it I could try to do something about it. It's beyond comprehension how a ten year old boy could handle a forty year old two hundred and twenty pound man with huge muscular arms but Michael did it and made it look easy.

9:00 came and I knew they put him to bed at that hour so I informed Michael it was time for him to hit the hay. "Not right now I wanna watch this show." "I know they put you to bed at 9:00 o'clock Michael so please go in there and get to bed." "No. I said I'm watching this show." I didn't want to have a huge confrontation with him the first night and it was only a half hour show so I let it pass. Michael smiled like he had forced me to back down and turned his attention back to the television which slightly pissed me off but I calmed myself down before I did something I would regret. The half hour quickly passed and I spoke to him with a stern voice. :Alright Michael you've watched your show now get to bed." "Nah, I think I'll play some video games first." He nonchalantly replied as he slipped off of the couch. "No you're not. I let you do as you pleased at 9:00 but it's not going to work this time. Now please go to bed." "I said I'm not going to bed old man. Do you wanna do something about it?" He challenged as he stood there glaring at me with his hands on his hips. "Don't be ridiculous Michael I'm a grown man and you're a ten year old boy. Now go to bed." "Make me." He challenged again as he walked up and got right in my face. I was momentarily stunned over his actions but I quickly got over it. "That's enough young man now come with me." I said as I angrily grabbed his arm. Michael turned his body to get maximum power behind his punch and slammed his fist into my stomach. "THUD!" "ugh.." The punch was so unexpected it came as a complete surprise. I dropped his arm to grab my stomach and doubled over while my mouth flew open gasping for breath. Michael took advantage of my unprotected face and landed a solid left hook to my chin. "SMACK!" "I warned you old man you should have listened. Now back off or you'll get some more." I was not only shocked he hit me I was even more shocked he was threatening to beat me up if I didn't let him have his way. "I'm not a violent person young man but your actions have forced me to it." I went to grab his arm so I could paddle his ass and put him to bed which turned out to be the most painful and humiliating mistake of my life. Ten year old Michael mopped up the floor with me and made it look easy. Unfortunately when he was through he had other degrading and humiliating things in mind that would totally destroy my manly pride while he thoroughly bent me to his will.

Michael stepped inside my grasp and let me have it with both fists. "THUD! THUD! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!" A right and left ripped into my mid section to double me over again for his attack to my face. A right slammed into my eye followed by a left to my jaw. They were followed by a powerful shot to my nose that snapped my head back. "Is that enough or do you want some more?" He asked with a smile. "YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" I screamed as I tried to slap his face. Michael leaned his upper body back to make me miss and doubled up his fists. "I'm gonna beat you to a pulp for that you little wimp. See if you can stop me." I started to raise my arm to slap him again but I didn't get the chance. "SMACK!" A sharp jab landed between my eyes to snap my head back again and I never even saw his hand move. "You'll have to do better than that Richard." "AARRGGGHHH!" I forgot all about the trouble I would get into for abusing a child and went at him with both fists blazing. "SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!" Michael easily danced around my bone breaking punches like he was the adult and I was the child. I never came close to him once while his bare feet glided over the carpet like he was skating on ice. "SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!" I finally had to stop from over exertion and stood there panting like a dog. "This is gonna be easier than I thought you big sissy." He said with a smile while he began my total destruction. I tried to dodge his painful fists lightening fast and agile on his feet. "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! THUD! THUD! SMACK! SMACK!" My bulky frame was stumbling around the room like an inebriated drunk while his fists ripped into my body and face. "SMACK!" A final left crushed my jaw with the power of a sledge hammer and dumped me at his feet. "Get up you little wimp I'm just getting started. that

I tried to grab him but he easily avoided my hands and crushed my jaw with a powerful right cross. "SMACK!" I immediately lost control of my senses and stumbled around the room like a drunk. A few seconds later my knees buckled and dumped me in the floor. "PLOP!" "Get up you big sissy." I shook my head to clear the cob webs and climbed to my feet. "I'm gonna beat you to a pulp you little wimp. Now c'mere." I tried to keep him away from me until I could clear my head but he was to quick. He slapped my pawing hands out of his way and busted me in the mouth with a left hook. "SMACK!" I toppled over like a sawed off tree and landed on my back. "C'mon Richard I'm just getting started. Get on your feet." I was extremely woozy and disoriented while I laid there staring at the ceiling which was spinning at a hundred miles an hour. "I said get up you little wimp." He scolded while he dragged me to my feet. "You're not as tough as you thought are you Richard?" "SMACK!" My rubbery legs folded up and I hit the floor like a sack of potatoes. "C'mere you little wimp I ain't done with you yet." I was busy watching the tweeting bluebirds circling over my head and didn't notice Michael had yanked me up on my feet. "What's the matter Richard are you dizzy?" (giggle) (giggle) "SMACK!" I dropped like a dead man and landed at his feet. I was still drowsy and unaware of what was happening when Michael curled his fingers in my shirt and jerked me up into his arms. "You're gonna be doing what ever I say when I'm done with you you little wimp." "SMACK!" "PLOP!" I collapsed like a house of cards and hit the floor. Michael picked me up and smiled as he looked into my empty unfocused eyes. "You thought you could beat me up cause you're a lot bigger than I am didn't you Richard?" "SMACK!" I folded up like a card board box and landed at his feet. Michael grabbed my shoulders and easily yanked me off of the floor. "But you can't can you you little wimp? You talk mean and act tough but we both know you're just a pussy. Ain't you you little pansy ass?" "SMACK!" I slumped to my knees and fell over against him. "Upsy daisy little boy." He said with a smile while he grabbed my shirt and jerked me up into his strong arms. "Whose the boss now you little wimp? I think I'll make you go to bed when I get done with you." "SMACK!" I keeled over and hit the floor like a sopping wet dish rag. Michael easily yanked me off of the floor and held me up in front of him. "I asked you a question you big sissy. Who's the boss?" "SMACK!" I landed at his feet and cried like a baby. "AAWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW! "C'mere cry baby." He picked me up and smiled as he watched the tears flow from my swollen black eyes. "Just tell me who's boss Richard and it'll all be over. Now say it." "SMACK!" I hit the floor and laid there feeling sorry for myself while I cried my eyes out. "AAWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "Get back up here you big cry baby." Michael dragged me off of the floor and easily held my sagging body up while he pried open one of my drooping eyelids. The emptiness he saw in my glazed over eyes made him smile. "You're ready for a nap aren't you little boy? Just tell me who's boss and I'll put you to sleep." "SMACK!" I dropped like a slab of beef and landed at his feet.

I was barely conscious when Michael picked me up and shook me like a rag doll. "Wake up you little wimp. I'll let you know when you can go to sleep. Now get those eyes open." I managed to raise my droopy eyelids about half way and blankly stared at him while I sagged in his grip. "Good boy. Do you still think you can beat me up and make me go to bed?" I managed to shake my head no before my chin flopped back down on my chest. "I didn't think so. You won't be giving me anymore trouble after this will you Richard?" "SMACK!" I dropped like my legs had been cut out from under me and hit the floor. "C'mere you little wimp we're almost done." When Michael dragged me to my feet my will to defy him was completely gone. Beaten out of me by a ten year old boy. He slapped my face and roughly shook me like a rag doll to bring me around. "SLAP! SLAP!" "Wake up you big sissy and tell me who's boss." I managed to raise my drooping head and blankly stare at him through a small slit in my badly swollen black and blue eyes. "Say it Richard. Michael is the boss. Now say it." I felt so ashamed and humiliated for losing a fight with a ten year old boy my pride in my manhood completely evaporated. I quickly gave up and submissively followed his order so he wouldn't hurt me anymore. "Michael.. is.. the.. boss." "Say it again you little wimp." "Michael.. (sob) is.. the.. b.boss." "Again." "Unnnnnn 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) "Michael.. is.. the.. boss." (sob) "Good boy. Don't ever forget it. Now say good night." "AWWWWWWW HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWW!" "SLAP! SLAP!" "Say it you little pansy ass or I'll beat you to a pulp." "p.lease.. M.Michael." (sob) "SLAP! SLAP!" "I SAID SAY IT!" "AAWWWWWWW HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW!HAWWWWWWW!" (sniffle) (sniffle) (sob) "Good.. n.night.. Michael." "That's better. Now lets put you to sleep." "SMMMACK!" His fist crushed my jaw and I instantly went to sleep. Michael smiled while he watched my slumping body topple over and land at his feet. "I told you you couldn't make me go to bed you little wimp." He said as he pinned my head to the floor and looked down at my sleeping body with a smile on his cute young face.

Ten year old Michael.

Ten year old Michael.

Ten year old Michael.

Ten year old Michael.

Ten year old Michael.

Ten year old Michael.

Ten year old Michael.

Now he comes to my house at least three times as week and makes me suck his dick. I've tried to stand up to him several times and each time I received a terribly painful beating. Now I submissively obey his every command out of fear.