Tre Haynes, rapper Nelly's son, was sitting around the living room in his dad's house when his cousin, Shad, handed him a piece of paper. "Unc handed me this to give to you." He said. Tre looked at the paper. It read:
Hey Son, congratulations on graduating from high school. I'm very proud of you. To show you how much I'm proud of you, I have a present that is waiting for you in the garage. Sincerely, Your Dad.
So, Tre quickly headed out to the garage. Once there, the garage door opened by itself. Inside, towards the back of the garage, stood his dad, Nelly. He was standing next to a big, black foot locker. "Hey, dad." Tre said, as he stepped into the garage. "What's this all about?" Nelly remotely closed the garage door. "I just wanted to give you a special gift." Nelly said, smiling. "What gift?" Tre asked, slightly confused. Alright, maybe he was all kinds of confused. "Me." Nelly said, simply. Tre was still confused and he said as much. "What do you mean?" Tre asked. "I don't understand." "I mean, I will let you do whatever you want to me, no matter how painful, or humiliating." Nelly said. "In other words, I'll be your slave for this entire weekend." "For real?" Tre said, not believing his good fortune. "No way!" Nelly just smiled back at his son and said, "Yes way!"
"You got to be kidding." Tre said, astonished. "The entire weekend? What about the rest of the family?" "They'll be gone for the whole weekend." Nelly said. "It'll just be me and you for the entire weekend." Dad, are you for real?" Tre asked. "Try me and see." Nelly said. At first, Tre didn't know how to respond to that. Then, he had an idea. He sat on the hood of his dad's car. "Take off my socks and shoes, SLAVE." The fact that Tre emphasized the word `slave' was not lost on Nelly. "Yes, master." Nelly replied obediently. He took off his son's shoes and socks. "You have really pretty feet, master." "Thank you, slave." Tre said. "Is that all, master?" Nelly asked. "No, that's not all, slave." Tre said. "Now, kiss my feet. Kiss them like you're kissing Miss Jackson." Miss Jackson was Nelly's new girlfriend. Nelly gently grabbed one of Tre's feet and kissed it from heel to toe and back down again. "You like kissing my feet, don't you, slave?" "Yes, master, I do." Nelly said. Then, he kissed the other foot just as passionately. "Now, go ahead and suck my toes." Tre said. "I knew that was coming." Nelly thought to himself. He grabbed Tre's left foot first and started sucking on each of Tre's toes. "How do my toes taste, slave?" Tre asked. "They taste good master." Nelly lied. Actually, they tasted like sweat and old socks. YUCK! He had to suck his son's toes, though. He gave his word and he never went back on his word, especially with his son. "Mmmm, your tongue feels real good, slave." Tre said. "yea, work that tongue." After a few more minutes, Tre's were wet and slick with his dad's spit. "Wow, dad! You weren't kidding. You're really gonna do whatever I say." "I told you I was." Nelly said.
Tre looked at the foot locker. "What's in the foot locker, slave?" He asked. "Come over and I'll show you master." Nelly said, smiling as he walked over to the foot locker. Tre followed right behind. Nelly opened the locker. Inside the locker were all sorts of S/M equipment. Things like floggers, nipple clamps, whips, paddles, candles, etc. Tre grinned and said, "I'm gonna have a lot of fun with these things."
"First, though, I think I need to remove these clothes of yours." Tre said. "If you're gonna be my slaver, you won't be wearing any clothes!" He saw a sharp knife in the locker and picked it up. Then, he carefully slashed Nelly's shirt from his body, exposing his muscular chest. "Now, give me your foot." Nelly did as he was told and gave Tre his left foot. Tre removed Nelly's shoe and sock. Then he rubbed his dad's smooth foot and tickled the bottom of his foot, causing Nelly to giggle. "I didn't know you were ticklish, slave. That's good to know." Nelly frowned. He knew, at some point, this new-found knowledge of Tre's would bite him in the butt!
"Give me the other one...NOW!" Tre said. Nelly gave him his other foot. Tre took off the other shoe and sock. This time, Tre didn't tickle his dad's foot. He just put it back down on the ground. "Put your hands behind your head, slave." Nelly did as he was ordered. Then, Tre roughly pulled Nelly's belt from his waist. He yanked Nelly's pants down and made Nelly step out of them. Underneath his pants, Nelly was wearing a bright red thong! "That looks real sexy, slave. Too bad you won't be wearing it much longer." RRIIPP! Tre ripped the thong right off his dad's body. "Like I said before, you ain't wearing any clothes this weekend!"
Tre rummaged through the foot locker. He found a black wooden paddle. He put that away for the moment. Then he spotted some handcuffs and rope. "Give me your hands, slave." Tre ordered his dad. When Nelly gave him his hands, he handcuffed them. Then he tied one end of the rope to the handcuffs and the other end to a beam located in the ceiling of the garage. He pulled the rope tight, lifting Nelly a couple of inches off the ground. Tre could now mess with his dad as much as he wanted and there was nothing Nelly could do about it. First, he slowly stroked his dad's thick ten-inch dick. "Mmmm!" Nelly moaned loudly. "You like that, don't you slave?" Next, he gave his dad's lemon sized balls a hard squeeze, causing Nelly to groan in pain. Then, Tre pulled out the wooden paddle, just to scare his dad a little. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna use this quite yet." Nelly breathed a huge sigh of relief. "I'm gonna use this!"
In Tre's hands were a pair of medium sized black feathers. "What are you gonna do with that?" Nelly asked. "I'm gonna use it, of course." Tre said, mischievously. As Tre got closer to him, Nelly tried to back away. That wasn't gonna happen since he was strung up and couldn't really go anywhere. "What are you getting nervous for?" Tre swiped the feathers up and down Nelly's sides. "HAHAHAHAHA! NOOO! HAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA!" Nelly screamed with laughter. His body jerked around like a fish out of water. "Naw, I'm having too much fun with this." Tre said. "Besides, I'm not done with you, yet." Then he put down the feathers and tickled his dad's stomach with his fingers. "HAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHAHA! NO! HAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA! UNCLE! HAHAHAHAHA! HELP! HAHAHAHA! Nelly was laughing uncontrollably. To Nelly, being tickled like this, was utter torture! He would have done anything to get Tre to stop. Tre only stopped long enough to let his dad catch his breath. Then, he continued tickling his dad. "HAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tre started tickling his dad's underarms, which had his dad laughing hysterically. "HAHAHAHAHHA! NOOO! HAHAHAHAHHAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHAHAHA!" "What's wrong?" Tre asked, taunting his dad as he continued to tickle him. "HAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CAN'T BREATHE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tre decided to give his dad a chance to breathe. He wasn't done tickling him, though; not by a long shot!
Next, Tre went for Nelly's bare feet. He picked up the feathers again. This time he swiped them up and down the bottoms of Nelly's smooth feet. Nelly moved his feet out of his son's reach. "Give me them feet." He demanded. Nelly disobeyed his son, doing all he could to keep his feet away from his son. "You ain't tryin' to cooperate? That's alright." Tre looked into the locker again. He found another pair of cuffs. Nelly tried to keep his feet away from his son, for fear of what would happen. Eventually, however, he got tired and Tre got a hold of his legs. He slapped the cuffs on them quickly. With the help of the cuffs, Tre could bring Nelly's feet to him. Then Tre started tickling his dad's feet with his fingers, causing Nelly to laugh uproariously. "HAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHAHHAHA! MERCY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! UNCLE! HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!" Tre's fingers moved swiftly up and down the bottoms of his dad's feet. "Man, this is fun." Tre said, laughing at his dad. "HAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Nelly was laughing so hard, tears ran down his cheeks. Abruptly, Tre stopped tickling his dad. "You ready for some more torture, slave?" He asked. "Please...master. No...more...tickling." Nelly begged softly, trying to catch his breath. Tre smiled, saying, "No, slave, no more tickling. Now, it's time to bring the pain!"
Tre picked the paddle up from the locker. "Youi see this, slave?" He asked menacingly. He showed the paddle to Nelly. "This paddle is about to tattoo that firm muscle ass of yours!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "OWWWWW! OOWWEEE! OOUUCCHH!" Nelly screamed as he was swung around on the rope. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Nelly's ass felt like it was on fire! "Damn!" He thought to himself. "I forgot how strong Tre was! This shit hurts like a mofo!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "How you like this ass whoopin', slave?" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "It hurts, master." Nelly said. "It hurts so good!" Then Tre got another evil idea. "It's time for your boxing lesson, slave." Tre said. Nelly didn't know what Tre was planning, but, he knew it wouldn't be good for him!
Tre took the cuffs from around Nelly's ankles. Nelly did his best to stand up. "You alright, slave?" Tre asked, slapping his dad hard on his muscular booty. "I don't want you to pass out quite yet. I got more pain to dish out. Tre went to a corner of the garage and found a pair of red boxing gloves. He took off his shirt, exposing his rippling chest muscles. Then he put the boxing gloves on as he walked back over to his dad. "You might want to tighten up your stomach because this is gonna hurt!" Nelly quickly tightened up his stomach. Then...WHAM! Tre slammed his fist into his dad's stomach. Even though Nelly had tightened up his stomach, Tre's punch still took his breath away. "Get ready, cause here comes another shot." WHAM! WHAM! Tre threw lefts and rights at his dad's stomach. Uppercuts, hooks, straight punches, jabs, and combinations. In other words, Tre was eatin' his dad's stomach up! There was nothing Nelly could do about it, either. He just had to stand there and take it! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! "How do these punches feel slave?" "Good...master." Nelly said breathlessly. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Then, suddenly, Tre's aim changed. He started aiming for his dad's crotch; more specifically, his dick! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Nelly groaned each time Tre's fist made contact with his dick. The funny thing was...the more Tre hit Nelly's dick, the harder it got! "Damn, slave. You must really like me abusing your dick." Nelly couldn't deny it, so, he said, "Yes, master." WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! "May I have some more, master?" "Beg me." Tre said sadistically. "Beg me for this punishment." "Please, master. I'm begging you. Please beat my dick some more." Nelly begged. "You asked for it." Tre said. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! "Let's see if I can abuse that ass next."
Tre walked around his dad to get at his ass. "Spread them legs wide apart." Tre said. "Let me get a good look at that ass." Nelly spread his legs apart as he was ordered to. "You ready for this, slave?" "Yes, master." Nelly said. "Good, cause I'm about to light this ass up!" WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Left, right, left hook, right hook, left jab, right jab, left uppercut, right uppercut. With every punch to his ass, Nelly's dick spewed cum on the garage floor. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! After about five minutes, Nelly was totally drained. Tre took off the gloves and roughly fondled his dad's sweat soaked booty. Then he went back around to face his dad. Then he saw the cum on the floor. He bent down and grabbed his dad's foot and smeared it in the puddle of cum on the floor. "You ready to serve me, slave?" Nelly took a deep breath and said, "Yes, master."
Next, Tre cut his dad down and uncuffed his wrists. Nelly massaged his sore wrists. Then he massaged his sore butt. "On your knees, slave." Tre said. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his eleven-inch dick from his underwear. Nelly got on his knees quickly. "Open your mouth, slave." Tre forced his dick down his dad's throat, causing Nelly to gag on his dick. He grabbed the back of Nelly's head and forced more of his dick down his dad's throat. "Yea, slave, choke on this dick! Gag on it!" "Damn, Tre's being real ruthless." Nelly thought to himself. "I never thought he had it in him. I like it...I like it a lot!"
Tre began face fucking his dad hard and fast. "Yea, suck this dick slave. Get it nice and wet." Tre said. "Get this dick nice and hard. Get it ready for that ass of yours." Nelly expertly used his tongue as he sucked his son's dick, licking it from the head, down to the base, and back again. "Mmmm, your mouth is so damn hot, slave. Do you like the taste of my dick?" "Yes, master, I do." Nelly said, grinning at his son. "Then, suck it like you mean it." Tre said. Nelly sucked down as much of Tre's long, fat dick as he could. "Mmmm, Yesss. Suck down this monster dick. Suck it real good." As Nelly continued to suck his son's dick, Tre's dick got real hard. Pretty soon, it was brick hard! "You ready for this dick? Cause I'm ready to do some damage to that ass!"
"Help me take off my pants and underwear." Tre said. Nelly carefully unbuckled Tre's dress slacks. "Now, slide them down...with your teeth!" Nelly did as he was told and slid Tre's pants down with his teeth. "Now, do the same thing with my underwear." Nelly repeated the action with Tre's underwear. Tre stepped out of his pants and underwear. "Now put them drawers up to your nose and take a big whiff." Nelly sniffed Tre's smelly underwear. "How do they smell, slave?" "They smell good and sweaty." Nelly said. "You like the way they smell, don't you, slave?" Tre asked. "Yes, master, I do." Nelly replied. "Then put them on...over your head." Tre said. At first, Nelly paused. "I think I might have gone too far this time." Tre thought to himself. "I don't think he's gonna go through with it." Then... Nelly put Tre's stinky underwear over his head!
"Now, bend over and touch your toes." Tre commanded. When Nelly bent over, Tre violently slid his dick up his dad's tight hole. Nelly's asshole closed around Tre's dick like a firm handshake. "AWWWW, FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Nelly growled when he felt the thickness of his son's dick. "DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!" "Damn, slave, you must really want the dick. Your boi pussy is tight as hell around my dick!" Tre said. "Fuck! Tre's dick is like having a torpedo up my damn ass!" Nelly thought to himself. At first, Tre was nice and easy with his thrusts, letting his dad get used to his dick. Then, suddenly, Tre got ruthless, fucking him hard and fast, trying to rip Nelly a new asshole! "Damn, Tre, be easy!" Nelly said, in excruciating pain. He'd been fucked before, but, not like this! Tre was trying to do some serious damage! "What was that, slave?" Tre asked, menacingly. "I mean, master, please take it easy." Nelly said. "Naw, slave. I'm gonna tear this ass down!"
In out in out in out. Tre's dick was ripping through Nelly's insides like a bloody jack hammer! "I don't know how much more of this pounding I can take." Nelly thought to himself. In out in out in out. The harder Tre thrust his dick, the more it hurt. It hurt so much, Nelly's legs started to shake. Tre pulled out of his dad. "Lay on your back, slave," Tre said. "With your legs in the air." Nelly did as he was told, glad to get out of that position and take a little break. Once his dad was in position, Tre slid his dick back up his dad's boi pussy. Once again, Nelly's ass lips tightened around Tre's dick. Tre began to thrust his dick faster and faster. Suddenly, waves and waves of pleasure washed over Nelly. "Damn this dick good. FUCK!" Nelly exclaimed. In out in out in out. Tre fucked his dad deeper and deeper. "You like this dick down, slave?" Tre asked. "Yes, master." Nelly said. "I love master's big dick!" "You want this dick, don't you?" Tre asked. "Yes, master." Nelly said. "I want this dick...bad!" Tre fucked his dad even harder and faster, giving Nelly all the dick he could ever want." "OOOOHHHH, DDDAAAMMMNNN! FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Then, Nelly felt his balls churning. "I'M GONNA CUMMM!" He stroked his dick furiously. Moments later... AAARRRGGGHHH! Ropes of jizz sprayed from his dick like an Uzi, hitting him in the chest. Seeing his dad spew really got Tre going. He pulled out of his dad's ass and straddled his chest. "FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Tre growled as he sprayed his cum all over his dad's face. Then he got up off him. Nelly was about to wipe the cum off his face when Tre stopped him. "I didn't say you could do that. Leave that cum right where it is." Tre quickly got his phone and took a picture of his dad's cum soaked face. Then, he put his phone away. Now, get over here and get on your hands and knees." Nelly was a bit confused, but, he did what he was told. "You're gonna give me a horseback ride back into the house." He grabbed a riding crop from the locker and straddled his dad's back as if he was a real horse. Then he opened the garage door. "Giddyup, horsey!" Nelly crawled out of the garage with his son on his back like a jockey. They must have looked crazy as hell, to the neighbors, both him and his son, both butter ball naked. Nelly didn't mind, though. Actually, he thought it was quite hot.
Once inside the house, Nelly served Tre as if he was a king. At one point, he even gave Tre a bath. Even cleaning the royal penis' and the royal asshole', which Tre enjoyed thoroughly. Tre made sure that, for the entire weekend, his dad was butt ass naked!
The End