SO Jake certainly wasn't expecting this... Given what had happened over Christmas vacation with his step-mom, he was nervous about coming home for Summer break. Jake hadn't really talked much to either his stepmom, or his father since returning to University in January. Jake wouldn't even have com home now, except for the summer job he had as lifeguard at a nearby Lake.
He had tried to find a friend to crash with, but he was the only one coming back to their small town for the summer. The rest had office jobs in the city. He didn't really have any money to stay anywhere else, and his father made it clear he wasn't helping him financially any longer. His old childhood bedroom was his only option. Jake tried the front door but it was locked. He used his key and quietly crept in. It didn't really feel like home, it hadn't in years, not since his mother died. He hated his step-mother and usually avoided her, well, except for last Christmas.
Jake was momentarily relieved, thinking he was alone in the house. That feeling didn't last long. When he entered his room, he was met by his step mother standing beside his bed. She was holding one his father's leather belts, moving it slowly around her hands. She smirked and told him to put his duffle bag down on the floor.
Jake could smell the rum on his stepmother's breath and she slurred her word she asked if he remembered the game he played on her last Christmas. Jake knew exactly what she meant, but briefly attempted to feign ignorance. She smashed the belt on the bedpost at his feeble attempt at denial. After composing herself, she pulled out an envelope she'd tucked under her t-shirt and tossed it towards Jake.
He'd have run out of the house if there was somewhere to go. He read the first piece of paper which told him they were playing Mother May I. The second piece of paper directed him to ask her if he could pull up his shirt. Jake was going to resist, protest, but he knew she had him exactly where she wanted. He knew he brought this on, and this was her for payback. He asked his question, got his answer, then pulled his black t-shirt up past his nipples. Although he was hoping that might be it, Jake knew this was just the beginning of her revenge.
Jake pulled up his shirt, mentally kicking himself or his weakness and actions over Christmas. As much as he despised her, he found himself physically drawn to her. It didn't help that she was always prancing around the house in tight t-shirts and Daisy Dukes. It didn't help that his father was always bragging about how instable she was in bed. These thoughts had been swirling in Jake's mind, and his groin, since he'd first met her.
With a mix of both fear and excitement, Jake wondered how far she would take this game. He was about to find out with her next command. See more of Jake's game of Mother May I on the FH HERE:
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