Audience for Uncle
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
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Audience for Uncle

Owen was almost back to his best at his job, almost back to being the top man
in his firm, but only almost. The last few weeks, months and the whole issue
with his Niece Nikki had taken its toll on the man. Physically with the
beatings, punishment and control that Nikki now had over her Uncle and also
with his mind, his thoughts, his waking dreams and nightmares about how he'd
been drawn into his schoolgirl Niece's wicked world. But even though Nikki was
a naughty, even wicked little girl to her Uncle and the man was beaten and
hurt regularly, both physically and mentally. Owen found it near impossible to
break the hold she had on him. Even though he'd tried and wanted to get away,
somehow Uncle Owen always came back to her and Niece Nikki would then beat him
and make her Uncle, literally, crawl the rest of the way to her!

But somehow the man was getting through all this, that initial time when Nikki
took 'hold' and made Owen hers was over, now he was totally in her control. He
was still the provider of shoes, concert tickets and regularly supplier of the
most up to date mobile phone, the moment it came out. But he was also Nikki's
'play Uncle', the man she had the control, had the power over and would beat
him when he stepped out of line, even if he didn't, she still beat him,
because she could. He'd tried to get away, even moving to the other side of
the City to 'get away from her', he could have, should have moved to another,
town, city, county, but only moved a few miles away. That wasn't getting away
and they both knew it, so Owen, who came crawling back, was also back to being
under his Niece's control, as it should be.

Having resounding himself to the fact he 'couldn't' get away from her the man
'pulled his sock's up' and was getting back on with his life. But all of this
had affected him at work, which had been the lest of his problems, but he was
getting better there. Nikki was his major problem, but then there was also
Jess, Nikki's friend, another schoolgirl that took pleasure in beating him and
controlling him. When Nikki invited Jess around, the pair of them could be
quite destructive with Owen, but this was all part of this 'game' and his 'new
life!' Other problems where his Brother Guy, Nikki's Father and Julie, Nikki's
Mother. Guy suspected 'something' was going on, but he had no real idea and
that was good, and Julie knew some but not all of this.

After all it had started when Nikki had found out the Uncle Owen was having an
affair with her Mother. Her Uncle and Mother having 'fun together!', that was
when the once slightly naughty schoolgirl became a blackmailer, well those
concerts ticks can be expensive. Then she became controlling, with some
playful slaps and before anyone knew it the schoolgirl was beating the man up,
the Niece was controlling her Uncle and Nikki was the girl in charge of Owen.
(Reader may wish to read the previous stories about Niece Nikki - Say Uncle,
Man from Uncle, Uncle's Choice, The Trouble with Uncle, Uncle's Torment,
Uncle's Duties & Uncle See, Uncle Do.)

But today there was no Nikki to worry about, the man hadn't had a text off of
her so far today, demanding this or that or telling him to come and see her!
And he knew what that would have meant! Also, he hadn't heard from Jess, which
was also good as he had this nagging suspicion that the redhead schoolgirl
Jess, liked him! Yes, he knew, just like her friend Nikki, that Jess, enjoyed
beating him, but from a few looks she'd given him and something's she'd said
he now thought she really 'liked' him! That would make a difficult situation
even more 'complicated', but for now he'd heard nothing for either of the
schoolgirls so he could just concentrate on his job and getting back to how
good he used to be at it.

And today Owen was out of the office and going over to an old church to look
at it's potential for his property company to be either renovated, converted
or sold. It would all depend on the report that Owen produced after his visit.
But even so there was just one slight hitch with today's job, and that was the
church was close to a certain school, where a certain Niece, and her friend,
went to! And of course, Owen was fully aware of this.

That might have been why, today, his route to the church, which he didn't have
to take, but he had, took him past the school. The school that Nikki and her
friend Jess went to! Owen was parked opposite the school, in fact there was a
place there that the man had used on a number of occasions in the past. Times
when he couldn't bring himself from escaping from his Niece and he had to see
her, at a safe distance that is. So, he'd park opposite the school, when he
was supposed to be driving from one of his firms' offices to another, park
there and wait so he could see her!

Sometimes he'd be parked there for such a long time and still not get his
chance to spot her, and he'd be late for work, late getting to the office, or
to a job. Or sometimes he never made it to the office as he'd be lucky enough
to catch a glimpse of his Niece, and he'd have to stay and stare. He'd see her
and even if she never saw him, it would scare him to see her, it sent a cold,
creeping feeling up his back. But he'd be safe, out of sight in his car so he
could sit there and watch. But sometimes, when he saw her there, he also felt
a sense of ... ... jealousy! He wasn't sure if that was exactly the feeling,
but he felt something, and it would be when he saw his Niece stood there
outside the school with a boy! And she'd be kissing him, so was it jealously
... ... ?

Today and Owen had been sat there for about 10 minutes, he looked down at his
watch and knew he should really be on his way to get to the church and get
this visit done. Then as he looked up from his watch Owen's eyes opened wide,
his mouth went dry, there was a churning feeling in the pit of his stomach and
he felt an almost tightness around his throat. Owen was now looking across the
road at the school, looking at the gate in that long metal fence that ran all
the way in front of the school. And stepping through that gate was his Niece,
Nikki and with her was her friend Jess.

There was only the two of them there, lessons where on and everyone who should
be at school should also now be in a classroom somewhere over there. But this
was Nikki and if Nikki didn't want to go to lessons then ... ... ! As soon as
they stepped through those gates Nikki's hand came out of her blazer pocket
and there was a packet of cigarettes in her hand. Owen hated the smell, and
that lingering taste that those 'things' left behind, but somehow when it came
to Nikki, and Jess he had to put up with their smoking habit.

As the older man sat there in his car and watched the two schoolgirls while
they enjoyed their smoke and chatted there, his mind wondered to 'other
events!' To being on his knees in his Niece home, while her parents were out
and as he knelt there, after having already received a good beating, and with
Jess behind him holding him back by his arm. Gripping him hard, pulling his
body back so he couldn't cower downwards and away from his Niece who was stood
before him. Jess forcing, making him. kneel there before his Niece who already
given him the beating, he'd deserved.

Then Niece Nikki would lean forwards and down, still with that cigarette in
her mouth, as she came close and sucked on it making sure it was close to his
face so he could almost feel the heat for its red burning end. Even closer she
would get until she had a full lungful of smoke, then taking the cigarette
away and almost, so nearly, catching the side of his face with that burning
end, she'd pout her lips, lean that bit closer to his face almost as if she
was about to place her lips on him. Then she'd blow all that smoke into his
face.

He would cough, splutter and choke, he'd barely be able to breath as the smoke
covered his face, went up his nose, even found its way into his mouth. It
tasted foul, disgusting, it clogged, suffocated him and he would think he was
going to die. But it also kind of excited him, and he hated himself for that,
she was his Niece and he so wanted for her lips to one day touch him, even
with all that foul smoke! 'No mustn't think like that!'

Then there were the times when Jess and Nikki would take a break from beating
him, they would sit down and make his kneel there with a girl on either side
of him. They would light their cigarettes, take a long draw on them and then
lean over towards each other, their faces would get closer to each other,
their mouths would open, smoke would slowly flow effortlessly out and then
there was a girly schoolgirl kiss between them. All the time Owen would be
knelt there and who be 'forced' to watch this. He would be so close all he'd
have to do was push himself up a bit, lean forward a touch and he could join
in! Be he dare not 'God only knows what the girls would do to him if he dare
try this!' But sometime he tried to convince himself that this was what the
girls wanted him to do, 'really!'

As he'd look up and the smoke engulfed the two girls faces, it was a wonderful
sight, but that smoke still tasted foul as it fell down on him. And then as he
felt himself raise up to 'join them' WHACK! One of the girl's shoes would
drive into his body and that was his que to stay there, stick his tongue out
so the girls could knock the ash off their cigarettes and onto his tongue,
their human ashtray, their Uncle ashtray.

The thought of this made him shiver and even though he was parked across the
road and in his car, he was sure he could taste smoke in his mouth, he even
felt his nose clogging up with the foul stuff, he hated it. But there was also
that other side to it, whenever that disgusting smoke did take hold of him it
also meant that he would be close to Nikki, maybe Jess too, so it couldn't be
all bad, could be worth it, maybe!

But it was the here and now that Owen felt something else, the imaginary smoke
seemed to disappear as quickly as his had 'appeared' as there was something
else, he now 'felt.' A twisting felling in his stomach as he now spied two
other students from the school who where heading out of a side door and
towards the gate and the girls.

These where two schoolboys and Owen had seen them before, as they were
'friends' of Nikki and Jess and maybe these boys where too friendly towards
his Niece, and her friend, for his liking. The boys where, as Owen thought,
the boyfriends of the two plain schoolgirls Nikki and Jess. Somehow these
girls where popular with the lads from a number of different schools, and had
'friends, in all these schools. Not that Owen had 'followed' his Niece and her
friend and spied on them, that would be wrong, but he'd see the girls with a
number of different boys from different schools. But here at Nikki's school
these where the boy's that these girls liked.

The much taller of the boys smiled as he came towards Nikki, slipped his hand
and arms through her blazed, held the girl who went up on tip toes, cigarette
in one hand and gave 'her' boy a kiss. The smaller of the boy's went to Jess
and although smaller than the girl there was an obvious attraction here too.
Again, his hands and arms slid through and onto her, his 'girlfriend', while
he pushed himself up a little so they could also kiss. Owen watched painfully
from his car, not angry or jealous, 'No, that would be wrong', he was just
'concerned' that the girls were getting involved with the wrong boys, well
that's what he told himself! And somehow all that smoke didn't bother either
of the boys as the kissing carried on.

But he did feel something and he had to just get away, he couldn't watch this
anymore so he quickly set off and drove down the road. Some minutes had gone
by before he could think clearly again and then he realised 'Shit!' He had a
job to do, go to the church, look it over, see what could be done with it,
what was the best finical option for the building and write his report. And he
was heading in the opposite direction, Owen turned his car around and went
this way, up that road, turned right, 'No Left!' It took him a while to sort
himself out but finally he stopped and was outside the church. Again, he sat
there for a moment, sorting out his breathing, calming himself down and trying
to sort his head out.

Owen grabbed the file his firm had on the building, and finally started to get
himself back to work! He went over the file again to refresh his memory while
he got out and took a slow walk around the outside of the building to start
with. Set in a normal terrace avenue the church was quite old, and looked as
it belonged more out in the countryside rather than in this part of the City,
but that just showed how the City had grown over the years. It hadn't been
used as a proper church for a very long time, and for maybe the last 10, 20
years plus there had been many organisations, clubs, scouts' group, community
groups, you name them, they had all used it instead.

But now seemed the right time to pull it all down, sell the land so that flats
could be built there. Well that's what Owen's firm though, they just needed
his report to confirm this was indeed the best option and the church would be
gone. So, Owen went to work, starting off on the outside walking slowly around
the church, making, notes, looking at this and that, taking a few photos, that
sort of thing. Getting his mind back to his work. He could hear some nose
coming from inside and sighed as he realised that one of these groups, clubs
must be going on. The nose was loud and more like shouting so he reckoned it
was a bunch of screaming kids. So, that was a good incentive to take his time
outside, there was no rush to go inside.

He walked all around the building and the noise carried on, it got worse,
'Bloody Kids!' And then as he got almost all the way around the noise stopped
'thank God the club must be over', that was good news as he'll have an
uninterrupted time looking around the inside of the old church. A few minutes
later and he was at the large wooden main doors and pushed on one of them,
then inside the church he stepped.

Owen found himself in the foyer, in front of him were two more smaller wooden
doors, set apart from each other. These obviously lead into the main part of
the building, the worshipping area, and would have provide two distinctive
aisles for the parishioners to walk down when they entered. But then to his
far left and far right were sets of old granite stairs that he thought must
lead up to a balcony that overlooked the main interior area and an obvious
conclusion. Probably where the organist sat and played away merrily when this
had still been a working church. So, to start with he made his way up the
stairs to get a better, up high, view of the interior of the old church.

Up the stairs he went and after all that clacket he'd heard from walking
around outside his steps were now the only sound there was. As he came to the
top of the stairs his suspicions were proved right, he could see the wooden
floor of the balcony and the decorative wooden balcony rail guard at the
front. There was the faded signs on the back of the balcony wall where the old
organ had once been, but now all there was here were a few folding wooden
chairs scattered about. Some lying flat on the floor, some set up, and a few
boxes here and there. It was exactly as the man expected. Now he moved fully
up from the stairs onto the balcony to look over the balcony rail and into the
area below.

It was at this stage that Owen got a shock, not of how the old church looked,
it looked much as you would expect and old, unused church to look. Across the
area over on the far side was the old raised part which would have been used
for the priest and sermons in the past. But now was used as a stage area for a
local Amateur Dramatics group, and all of this was right under a large
stained-glass window. There were some of the old pews pushed to the side and
running along the full length of the old worshiping area. There were also a
few more 'modern' things scattered about, a pool table over there, obviously
for the youth club to use. Over on the other side a group of small tables and
chairs, for the mother's group. There were various boxes all in an area close
to the stage, used by the local nursery group. And some very large wicker
baskets obviously used by one of the many other groups that used this place.

So, it all looked much as he would have expected. But it was not what the area
looked like, it was who was there that shocked the man and somehow, he had an
instinctive feeling, he also knew what might have happened here too!

There in the main area of the old church was Nikki, Uncle Owen's Niece Nikki!
With her was the plain schoolgirls best friend the other perilous and damaging
plain schoolgirl, Jess. With the girls down there in the main area, but maybe
not wishing he was there, was what looked like a beaten man. Owen could see
the man was hurts and was laying on top of what looked like a broken,
collapsed table tennis table! 'How strange' Owen thought, but then again, he
knew these girls and what they were capable of!

... ... ... But if Owen had turned up a short while earlier, he might have
witness what had happened here, and the fate that had befell the man now on
the floor.

The man on the floor was Simon, a 25-year-old, quite tall, quite handsome, man
who'd completed his teacher training and had recently started his new career
at the school very close to this church, at Nikki's school. The man had made
quite a good impression at the school, many of the girls there liked him! But
he knew just to smile, not get drawn into anything, don't get into any
compromising situation and focus on his career. But then he'd seen Nikki at
the school and soon after that having seen the girl a few times, and sometimes
with Jess, the man had very strange feeling about the plain, pigtailed, dark
hair schoolgirl and a weird feeling about the scruffy, short haired, redhead
schoolgirl too!

The girls also 'liked' him, he wasn't as good, at somethings, like Uncle Owen
was, but he was 'sweet' so that made up for it and so this man also became a
bit of a toy for the girls to 'play with' from time to time. (Reader may wish
to read the last story Uncle See, Uncle Do.) Simon was finding all this
'difficult' to deal with when the girls where around him, he couldn't report
any of it, schoolgirl beating him up and then they would ... ... 'No, he
couldn't report any of this!' So, he tried to hide away, out of sight of the
girls and 'maybe they'd forget about him.' As if!

New teacher Simon had found himself supporting and helping out with a local
Amdram group, not that he'd ever had any pervious interest in Amateur
Dramatics, but it kept him busy and out the way. And away from 'those girls.'
But it didn't take Nikki long to find her new sweet man and track him down she
did. Jess followed on as she thought it would be fun and it was this reason,
to find the man, that the girls had left school a short while ago. But first,
they had arranged to meet their 'boy's', it was always good to meet boys that
liked them! And it had been this that Owen had seen and watched earlier.

The girls had left after Uncle Owen's car had pulled away, of course Nikki had
seen her Uncle sat there, she knew where he always parked just so he could get
a glimpse of her, and the girl sort of liked that. When Nikki and Jess got to
the church, they knew their new teacher Simon would be there sorting out some
of the costumes for a new production. He got time away from school to do this
as he'd said he was going to get some of the students involved in the next
production, but of course he wasn't thinking of Nikki and Jess for anything.
The girls had been somewhat disappointed he'd not told the about all this or
seen if they wanted to take part. So, today they went over to the Amdram
meeting hall, the church, to 'discuss' all this with their new 'sweet'
teacher!

In the church Simon had been busying himself sorting out and tidying up stuff
from the groups collection of props all stored in large wicker baskets, when
suddenly, BANG! BANG! The man stood up, his body whipped up and his head spun
around in a flash so he was staring at the two doors that where the entrance
to the large open worshipping area. He was stood near to the 'stage' area,
away from the doors as the sound of those heavy doors slamming close echoed
around the room with the very high ceiling. As the sound slowly started to
fade away, he instantly knew he was trapped! The only other doors where to
other side of the stage and lead to the priest's old offices. But they had
been locked for years, he'd already tried those doors some weeks ago and knew
they weren't going to open, 'yes, he was trapped.'

It could have been anyone coming thorough those doors, but for some reason
even without turning and looking he just knew who it was. But of course, he
had to look, he had to make sure, that his worse nightmare was coming true,
and there she was Nikki, and of course Jess too.

Nikki had come through the right-hand side door, Jess the other door, the
schoolgirls walked in a slow but deliberate way down the large room to the
halfway point and stopped near to a couple of chairs that where there. Simon
swallowed hard as he looked at them, and how they looked. The girls where
dressed as they normally where, in their uniforms, and again which was quite
normal both girls, were smoking, even in a church, a disused one, they didn't
seem to care.

Simon's now very wide eyes moved from one girl to other, taking in everything
he could, waiting for what was going to happen next, the small schoolgirl
Nikki was dressed, as always in her sensible black school shoes and short
white socks. Then there was her grey pleated skirt, a skirt that was always a
bit on the short side, and showed this girl's sturdy firm thighs. Going up
further was her school white blouse, with a few too many buttons undone and
her school tie with a 'fashionable' large knot just hanging a bit too low as
not to cover anything up too much.

As always there was how she 'looked', her rebellious schoolgirl look, the
tomboy who was still growing up look, the look of her face, her plain but
somehow alluring look. The small girl who'd not yet fully blossomed into a
woman, with her plain looks had 'something', she wasn't ugly, just plain and
all at the same time she could look older or younger in a blink of an eye. In
that same split-second there was a look of either innocent of mischievousness,
which would then change. Her looks, those thin lips and those thin round
glasses, where all finished off with her long dark hair in plaited pigtails
that hung down over the school blazer, she wore that completed her schoolgirl
look.

Simon's eye took all this in, as he had the first time, he'd seen the girl at
school and had somehow been 'gripped' by her and each time after that he'd
seen her it was always the same feeling he got when they 'meet!' Then the new
teachers' eyes flicked over to the second of these girls, Jess.

This girl Simon thought had grown a bit lately and, just maybe, was ever so
slightly taller than Nikki now, but only just. Maybe that was why the short
schoolboy liked her so much? Jess was dressed in the same school uniform, but
as always, she made it her own. Still those sensible black shoes, but her
white socks where a bit longer and one was always up and the other always
down. There was a plain, and again still a little too short skirt, then a bit
of a messy 'white' blouse, with ink marks here and there. Again, there was too
many top buttons undone and a fashionable school tie hanging just in the right
place, for some! She was a bit of a rebel schoolgirl and had that look, which
was completed by her blazer sleeves always being pushed up to give her a quite
nice, rough and messy look.

Again, there was also how this girl 'looked' with her short red hair that had
once been cut into a smart bob, but over time Jess had tidied it up herself
and now had an even nicer unkempt, rough and ready look to her hair. This
girl, like her friend was also plain and would never normally stand out, but
she did have a bit of a cute nose and if you looked twice sometime those
freckles of her would appear which again was kind of cute, but never tell the
tempting, scruffy, tantalising, torment redhead schoolgirl that!

Both the schoolgirl being plain and so unnoticeable should have just faded
into the background and this teacher should never had noticed them at all, but
he had! And now they were here to find out why their new 'favorite' teacher
was trying to stay out of their way. The girls didn't like being ignored,
shouldn't be ignored and where here to talk about all this!

The man knew he was in so much trouble with the schoolgirl when as they
reached those chairs and stopped, they both slipped off their blazers and hung
them on the backs of the chairs. Simon tried to swallow but his mouth was dry
now and he had to take a quick gasp of breath to hopefully calm himself down.
Out of their blazers and Jess's blouse was a long sleeved on but of course
she'd roughly rolled these up, the blouse was untucked and bottom buttons
undone too, to complete her messy look. Nikki's blouse was short sleeved and
now the girl untucked the garment, rolled it up and tied it in a know under
her chest, 'WOW!' Simon was gob smacked, and very, very nervous. He wasn't
sure what was going to happen next, or was it that he just didn't want to
think about what was going to happen next as he already had a pretty good idea
what it might be!

There was a moment of silence, stood there in the old church with the man
looking at the girls, with Nikki and Jess staring back at their new teacher!
The girl's hands, almost at the exact same time, came up to their cigarettes,
Simon jumped a bit at this sudden almost synchronized movement. And his
obvious nervousness made Jess grin and Nikki smirk.

Jess took the cigarette out her mouth and flicked it across the open space and
towards Simon. It landed half ways between them and him. "Pick it up, we don't
want to leave a mess, here do we?" Nikki's words where not what he wanted to
hear, if he picked it up as she'd told him, and he should do, as he's told,
then he'd be even closer to the girls and they both didn't look as if they
were that please with him, this could be a dangerous move for the man.

But she'd told him and he knew he couldn't say 'No, pick it up yourself', he
should have done, after all he was the teacher, the man and they were the
students, the schoolgirls, they should do as 'he' said. But it didn't work
like that, not with Nikki! So nervously and slowly trying to keep his eyes on
both the girls at the same time Simon moved forward to pick up the discarded
cigarette. As he got closer to it, he was sure that the girls where now
grinning, even smiling more, 'Shit!' And it was at that point when he got to
it, when he had to bend down and pick it up, at that moment he was at his most
scared. So, there he was bent down but his head was still up looking at the
two girls, Nikki with one hand on her hip, the other holding the cigarette in
her mouth, her head slightly tilted upwards but her eyes clearing looking down
at him. And Jess her arms folded and defiantly with her head and eye looking
downwards and glued to him.

His hand fumbled around trying to find Jess's discarded cigarette and still
looking up at the girls, then OUCH! Not looking where his hand was going his
finger found the cigarette, still lit and it had burnt him. In a split-second
Simon lost concentration and looked down as he rapidly shook his hurt hand,
then WHACK! He hadn't seen it, 'Damn! Taking his eyes off the girls for just a
moment', but that was all it took and a sensible black school shoe went
crashing into the side of his head down there close to the floor.

The blow sent Simon fully down to the hard concrete church floor, and filled
his head with pain, but that was what Jess had wanted to do, so that was fine.
The teacher curled up on the floor, his arms around his hurt head as he tried
to protect himself at the same time as dealing with his throbbing head. But
Nikki didn't see it like that, the plain, dark haired pigtailed schoolgirl was
onto her new teacher in a flash. Reaching down grabbing hold by his top and
pulling him upwards so she could now have her turn, THUD! UUUUHHHHH!

The girls knee came up sharply as the man also came up, and Nikki's timing was
as always spot on. The spot her knee chose was Simon's gut, throwing her leg
up hard and fast to drive some new pain into a different part of his body. But
ignoring the fact she'd hurt him she carried on and dragged her teacher up
onto his slightly shaky legs. Being taller than the girl Nikki had to raise
her arms up high, her hands holding onto his top where now at her head height.
She looked up at him, there was a look on her face that he didn't like as he
looked down with an almost scared look on his face, but she quite liked that.

Nikki released one hand so she could take hold of her cigarette in her mouth.
There was a pause as she looked away from him and took a long draw on the
stick in her mouth. Then she removed it and looked back up at Simon, again a
slight pause as their eyes met. The smoke she'd inhaled was blown up into his
face, but unlike Uncle Owen this man didn't cough and splutter like a little
baby. The smoke cleared and casually she tossed the lit cigarette away and
behind her "there's something else you need to pick up!" Simon's eye's left
the plain face of the dark haired, pigtailed, bespeckled schoolgirl and
followed the second discharged cigarette as it flew through the air. With that
the girl's knee shot up into to his groin, to bring his attention back to her,
THUD! OOOWWWHHH!

More echoes of pain, and that blow forced him to gasp for breath, Nikki's
empty hand now came back and gripped onto Simon's top again and, WALLOP!
UUUUUHHHH! A second schoolgirl knee was sent up, more pain gripped the man,
with some more 'oomph' put into that one and Simon's body shock. He
instinctively reached out to grab onto Nikki to steady himself. As his hands
came down onto the girl's upper arms, she wasn't impressed, so yanking him up
a bit higher, getting the height just right. Nikki twisted herself slamming
her hip into his groin and at the same time turning the rest of her upper body
and dragging him over her, THUD!

A classic move to toss the man over and send him back to the hard concrete.
Which was where he went, she dropped him down and straight onto his front, and
before Simon could realise what the girl had done his arm was grabbed by Jess.
The redhead girl twisted that arm in such a way he cried out in pain, the
girls looked at each other and liked the acoustics here. Jess twisted, turned
that arm once again, as if checking the sound quality of the old church, as
the man yelled again. The girls where once more impressed, they liked this
place, it had good potential!

Now with her hold on his arm, tested and approved, Simon's calls of agony
where testament to that. Jess now forced the man painfully upwards with
another twist and turn of that arm here and there. The teacher was manhandled
back up onto his feet by the redhead schoolgirl, WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! More
cries filled the disused church as the second schoolgirl, Nikki, throw her leg
and foot with that sensible black school shoe into his upcoming body. Three
good solid, hard kicks into Simon's body, calls of agony and hurt and there
were now clear smiles on both the schoolgirls plain faces. Jess still had
control of him gripping that arm, turning it and making sure the teacher got
all the way up even though she'd made it difficult for him.

With Simon now fully up on his feet, but still shaky and hurt even more, also
staggering around on that spot. Nikki moved to one side of him, while Jess let
go of his arm and was now on the other side. Both girls where ready, now they
each leant away, lifted a leg so they were just stood steady on one leg and,
WHACK! CRACK! WHACK! CRACK! WHACK! CRACK! Each girl quickly flicked the leg
she had up in the air into Simon's body. More striking shoes drove into him,
the girls changing where they hit him each time, but his upper body received
everything they throw at him.

His body shook with each strike and with Nikki's last hit he staggered
backwards, just a step or two, but now the girls had to move if they were to
carry on with this 'conversation' with him. Nikki took a step, turn, spun
around, went all the way around, brought a leg up and made sure it went up
high. Then CRUNCH! The sole of her shoe came spinning around and went skating
across the side of Simon's face. Striking his temple first them cutting away
down his face and finishing at his jaw. The blow sent his head into a world of
pain and his body stumbling over towards, THUD!

Jess's foot was there waiting for him, coming around and pounding into his
chest as it fell her way and now sending the teacher in a new direction,
towards the bare brick wall that was behind him. Simon's back went crashing
into the old stone wall and the force of those strikes just made him bounce of
it and back towards, OOOHHHHH! WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! CRASH!

As soon as Jess had hit him the girls moved into position, knowing he was
coming back to them. And as he fell back the girls both reached out grabbed
onto him, twisted, turned him, and sent him up and over. The man didn't see
how they did it, all he saw was the blurred outline of the girls reaching for
him, he felt himself being take upwards. Saw briefly that stained glass
window, then the high ceiling of the old church, felt himself spin around and
then he fell, and came crashing down, he certainly felt that part!

Simon was spun fully around, over and in this dynamic double move the girls
had pulled off, flipping their teacher over and around and slamming him down
onto the youth's clubs table tennis table. Instantly he landed on that the
table it broke, collapsed under the sudden impact of the man being dropped on
it. And with the broken man on the broken table it was now time for more of
that talk that Nikki wanted to have with him.

It was at this point that Uncle Owen had come into the church, gone up to the
balcony and then looked down into the church. Now Jess had moved Simon, still
on the broken table into a better potion for this 'talk.' With him laying on
his front Jess was stood on the back of his legs and she had hold of his arms,
with a firm grip. Then leaning back, she was pulling his arms back and his
body up, just so that Nikki who was stood in front of him could lean down grab
hold of his face with one hand and was slapping him with the other. Making
sure that she had his attention as she made one point after the other about
how naughty he was being in ignoring the girls like this!

A strange sight indeed but one that Uncle Owen didn't find too shocking, not
after what his Niece had done to her Uncle, and what the two girls together
had also done to him! But it was at this point that something else happened,
BANG! Owen guessed this was the sound of one of those doors that lead into the
main part of the church, closing shut after 'someone' had entered, but who?
The girls also heard this and it had interrupted their 'talk' with Simon, that
wouldn't be a good thing!

Into the worship area strolled a tall, board man, he was Kurt and he was the
current man in charge of the youth club that used this building. Kurt was
German and here in the City as part of an exchange trip where his counterpart
was back in Munich. Both youth leaders seeing how the youth of today were
'dealt' with in other countries. This man had a strong discipline approach to
dealing with 'kids', a no-nonsense tough man, but someone who could relate to
the youth and have a nurturing side to him when needed.

This new man was also a friend of Simon's, who's current predicament was
something of a concern to Kurt. The two men had got to know each other in a
short time and Kurt knew there was something wrong, as if Simon was almost
hiding away here in the old church. Finally, Simon told Kurt all about it,
about Nikki, what the schoolgirl was like and how she beat him, and of course
Jess got her mention as well. So, when the man walked in here a minute ago the
sight of Simon haven taken a beating and of Jess manhandling him backwards as
if she was some kind of a wrestler and of Nikki holding his face and slapping
him. Well it wasn't 'all' that shocking, but maybe just a bit 'surprising!'

Kurt walked someway inside then stopped, Jess let go of Simon's arms and the
man dropped, flopped forwards onto his face, now the redhead just stood there,
with her arms folded looking quite unhappy with this new man. Nikki raised
herself fully up and moved over to where her blazer was still over the chair.
She reached into the pocket and pulled out one of her lollipops. As she
unwrapped it "can we help you?" Then stuck it into her mouth.

In the balcony Uncle Owen watched, his eye transfixed on what was going on
down below him. His mind rushing into a thousand different scenarios about
what was going to happen next. His mouth was dry, he wanted to call out to
tell his Niece to ... ... . But he couldn't, he was fixed to the spot,
couldn't speak, make a sound, as if fear of doing something and interrupt this
would be bad for him. He was concerned for his Niece, even though she was
capable of looking after herself, but even so Owen was worried this this man
might be just too much for even Nikki!

The man Kurt moved over to a nearby small table "so you the girl Nikki, are
you?" His strong German accent made him sound a little bit funny to the girls,
but it also told them that Simon had told someone else about them. Jess moved
and placed her foot up onto the back of Simon's head and pushed down on it,
annoyed with the man for telling tales out of school! But it was Nikki that
took a few more steps towards this 'new' man. She stopped and with hands on
hips, lollipop in her mouth, the small schoolgirl with the rolled-up blouse,
open buttons and tie hanging down. Nikki with her dark glasses and plaited
pigtail hair, stood there and looked at him.

No words were said, they didn't have to be, it was all done in their stares
and the tall, broad man and the small, sturdy schoolgirl, they both knew what
was coming next!

Kurt pulled up and removed his t-shirt, stood there in his boots, jeans and
bare top, the bald man with one of those 'fashionable' beards tossed his
clothing over to the table, and then rolled his shoulders as if saying 'I'm
ready!' Nikki looked the man up and down as her hand came up and rolled the
lollipop around in her mouth. This man was different from the other men that
Nikki had come in contact with, all the men that Nikki had beat, controlled
and made to surrender to her. She was a young, small, mischievous, tomboy of a
schoolgirl but one that had some certain skill in drawing men to her and then
taking charge of them! But this man, he seemed different.

Nikki and Jess could both see that, and this was now going to be a real
challenge for the girl, the girls. Kurt had heard all about this girl and what
she was capable of, but he was not only a strong man, but a strong willed and
discipline German, and this 'girl' needed to be put in her place, she needed
to disciplined and he was the man to do it.

Kurt now came for her, he set off towards her with determined and forceful
steps, Nikki just stood there, playing with that lollipop in her mouth and as
Kurt was within reaching distance, WOOOSSSHHH! His arm went up and around, his
open hand came around, it would only take one big slap to deal with this girl,
or so he thought! WHACK! OOOHHH! As that arm came around Nikki moved, dropped
herself down and to the side, at the same time hopping from one foot to the
other and spinning her free legs up around, low and flung her foot into the
man's gut. Just as his hand came around missing her and going through the open
space where she'd been, before ducking down and out the way.

Her shoe that had gone into his stomach had been a good sharp blow, there'd
been some men in her recent past that would have easily been put on their
backs by that blow, but not Kurt he was a much stronger man. But he did take a
step backwards, having been caught out by the 'little schoolgirl!' There was a
giggle from Jess stood over to the side and still with her foot on Simon's
head. Her laugh just emphasis that it had been her cheeky friend who'd got the
first strike in.

Somehow this seemed to get Kurt more annoyed, even angry with the little girl
he was going to discipline her and discipline her hard now. Quickly he brought
his arm, that had flown by and missed, brought it back and reached forward, if
he couldn't slap her, then he'd backhand her! Nikki saw this and was just as
quick, as she leaning back and out the way, well almost. It was a close thing,
very close, but a couple of fingers got there, the tips of Kurt's fingers, his
nails caught the girl and brushed across her face. That was indeed, close!

Jess gasped as her friend had been caught, she raised her leg and slammed it
down. Her sensible black shoe thundering down on the back of Simon's neck.
Simon's body jolted and he gave a wired kind of moan mixed up with a cry,
Kurt's head turned at the sound of his friend being hurt and now Nikki was
free to CRUNCH! OOOWWWHHH! Nothing fancy, nothing skillful just a straight
forwards kick, the toe of her sensible school shoe driving forwards into the
tall man's groin, and Nikki hoped he'd got the point! Which it appeared he
had, catching him 'just right' the man gave a shudder, a second passed as he
steadied himself then in a rage he came at the girl. There were no 'gentle'
slaps going to be delivered this time, his fists where clenched and he was
going to pound her.

Nikki also move, backwards quickly as the taller man came for her, back she
went just missing his fists as they came swiping around, but each time she was
just out of his reach. Back they went towards Nikki each time just out of his
reach, which only made Kurt even more angry with her, 'he had to get her!' But
it was then as she'd take a dozen steps backwards and he'd thrown his fist and
missed her the same amount of times, that Nikki made her next move. The girl
spun herself to the side at the same time Kurt had got so annoyed with all
this that he'd thrown himself and his fist at her in frustration, he had to
hit her, WHACK! THUD!

But the girl had moved out the way, Nikki was good at reading men's thought
and this one was no different and she knew just when the right moment had
come. She'd slipped away to the side as Kurt had lashed angrily out, missed,
overbalanced himself and gone toppling forwards. But Nikki hadn't just moved
out his way, she'd twisted, turned, spun around. Raised her leg and around the
side of the man and towards the back of him she'd gone. So, as he'd fallen
into that now empty space where she'd been a second earlier, Nikki was still
twisting and with her leg up she slammed her foot into the middle of his back
as she came around.

Her foot into his back had help the man go forwards and he fell, quite hard
onto the pool table that was so often used by those attending his youth club.
Kurt was sprawled over the pool table, he was angry, so angry and embarrassed
that a 'little girl' like her had done this to him! Now he slammed his arms
and hands down on the table, the balls all jumped up with the force of this
and as he pushed himself up so he could ... ... , CRACK! OOOWWWWW!

Nikki kicked out into the back of his knee, Kurt's leg gave way and he dropped
down on one side. It was a sharp painful kick, the girl once more hitting him
in just the right spot, CRACK! ARRRRHHHH! The back of his other knee was
struck and the man now stumbled down onto both knees, he instinctively went to
grab onto the pool table to steady himself. But somehow one hand grabbed onto
the green number 6 ball and his other hand grabbed the black 8 ball and a
nasty thought went through his mind, WALLOP! UUUUUUHHHHH! But again, she read
those nasty thoughts of his, and a spinning Nikki put a stop to that by
sending her foot into the side of this man's head. Kurt's body shook violently
and he released the green 6 ball that went rolling off and rolled nicely into
the side pocket, 'good shot!'

But there was more to come, Nikki throw herself into another spin, coming back
in the opposite direction so that her other foot, her other shoe now crashed
into the other side of the man's head. The old church almost seemed to shudder
as Kurt cried out in pain, his other hand released the ball it was holding and
now the black 8 ball went rolling off and dropped itself into that left-hand
corner pocket, 'another great shot by the girl!'

Kurt was hurt, on his knees, draped over the pool table and for a big, strong
man he was in no fit state to take this little girl on anyone, but Nikki
wasn't finished just yet with him. The mischievous schoolgirl went over and
grabbed hold of a pool cue that was on the side of the table. Up above in the
balcony a shocked Uncle Owen wondered just what his Niece was going to do now?
Nikki took the cue and spun it around in one hand as if she was twirling a
baton or was a hustler showing their skill off at the end of a high wager
game.

The schoolgirl came to the side of the man still knelt facing the table, the
cue was now stead, as she held it with both of her hands and by the thin end,
then, WOOOSSSHHH! Owen saw his Niece swing the cue around and he thought she
was going to ... ... ! But the girl's arm came to a sudden halt, and at just
the right moment, as that cue now found it itself in front of the man's face.
Then Nikki moved again, the cue was slipped under Kurt's chin, she moved now
behind the man and reached out to grab onto the other end of the stick. The
schoolgirl was behind the knelt man with that stick in place under his chin,
holding it with two and now she ... ... , UUUUUHHHHH!

Nikki leant backwards and at the same time pulling up, with both hands, on the
cue, making that stick cut into his lower jaw and throat. The schoolgirl was
throttling the man and trying to break his jaw all at the same time, well
that's how it looked to Owen and how it felt to Kurt. She pulled so hard
backwards that the man came off and away for the pool table, dragging him back
as she now leant even harder rewards. His back of his head came rewards and
into the bear midriff of the girl, between her short shirt and where she'd
rolled up her blouse and tied in up under her chest. In any other situation
this might have felt quite nice against his bald head, but not here, not now,
not at this moment as he was being throttled by the schoolgirl. Nikki rocked
to the left and right as she pulled back on that cue forcing it up even harder
into his throat and jaw, almost to the point where something was surly going
to break, and then, SNAP! And break it did, the cue that is, which was
probably the best outcome for the man.

But as Nikki had been pulling so hard backwards when the cue broke, she
staggered a few steps rearwards herself, and Kurt followed. He was brought up
onto his very unsteady, wobbling legs, he staggered, coughed and spluttered as
he was now able to breath and wasn't being garroted by the cue anymore. His
head was spinning as he wasn't sure what was going on. He dropped down but
being a strong man, he instantly tried to get back up again, he wobbled even
more, but couldn't get himself to stay upright properly, then WHACK!

Nikki steadied herself immediately as the cue broke and she was forced to
stagger backwards. Then seeing the man totter, quiver and lurch around the
girl decide to put an end to all this. Nikki throw herself into a spin, on one
leg she went around, the other came up ready to strike, as she twirled her
short shirt came up, her platted pigtails flew out to the side and her
sensible shoe got higher and struck hard. Into the staggering mans' face the
shoe went and Kurt was dropped down too is knees by the blow. How his body
stayed upright, even if his body was limp, as he knelt there was testament to
how strong the man was. But obviously not strong enough.

But to complete her victory over this new man the girl had to fully put him
down. Nikki strolled over to the limp man on his knees. Her hands came down
onto the top of his head, she held him there then, WHACK! UUUFFFHHH! The girl
twisted her body, raised her leg and sent her firm schoolgirl, sturdy thigh
into the mans face. It was this blow that took Kurt fully down, dropping him
like a stone to the cold concrete church floor and so Nikki was victorious
over him.

In the balcony Owen was stood there, mouth open, eyes fixed on his Niece and
his head trying to take all this in. He knew, better than most, what his Niece
was capable of but this was something else, he didn't know if Nikki was
becoming a more nasty, a more vicious girl or was she just having more fun!

Just as he was trying to get his head around all this and how his Niece Nikki
had beaten the man, OOOWWWHHH! Owen felt himself being dragged sharply
backwards, he tripped, stumbled and before he knew it, he was tumbling
uncontrollably down the stone stairs that lead up to the balcony, 'What the
hell!' It was almost as if he'd been grabbed, dragged backwards and thrown
down the stairs, and he landed in a heap at the bottom. As he lay there, his
eyes focused on a figure coming down the stairs from the balcony, 'Shit!'

He could make out the plain face and blond hair of Sammie, another of his
Niece's friends and a girl that Owen had recently come to 'know!' Or was that
that Sammie had come to 'know' Owen after being introduced to him by her
friend's Nikki and Jess!

Owen was somewhat hurt and dazed from tumbling down the hard stairs and as he
quickly realised that the girl had caught him watching all the goings on from
the balcony, he knew he would be in trouble with Nikki! He tried to get
himself up, to try and escape, but Sammie was onto him, she grabbed hold of
the man awkwardly trying to get himself up and tossed him towards the nearest
of those doors that lead to the main part of the old church, THUD! BANG!

He hit the door, crashed into it and it flung open, making him fall into the
same area that Nikki and Jess where, 'Oh Shit!' WHACK! OOOHHHHH! A firm shoe
up his arse and the man was kicked along and towards the two girls by this
third blond schoolgirl. Owen stumbled and fell to the floor, a short way away
from where Kurt lay and Nikki stood and not that far from where Simon was
still laid out on the collapsed table tennis table and Jess was stood over and
on of him.

Owen felt trapped, which he was as now Sammie's foot came down on his back and
he was pushed fully down to the cold stone floor. Owen with fear in his eyes
looked from Jess, who was smiling as she was obviously pleased to see him,
that didn't make Owen feel any better. Then his eyes moved over to his Niece
Nikki! The girl looked disappointed as she shook her head and removed the
lollipop stick from her mouth, having fished the cherry flavoured delight she
now needed something else. The girl flicked the stick towards her Uncle and
moved to the chair her blazed was hanging from. Out came the packet of
cigarettes, one was removed and lit by his Niece who then tossed the packet to
Jess, who did the same and then so did Sammie.

Nikki walked a bit closer to her Uncle on the floor there, Sammie, grabbed and
dragged Owen up onto his knee for Nikki and she got closer. Uncle Owen's
pigtailed, dark haired, plain looking Niece with those round glasses, her
short shirt and her white blouse rolled up and tied in knot under her chest
all finished off with her school tie hanging low, top buttons undone and a
cigarette in her mouth. This was his Niece Nikki!

"So, Uncle did you enjoy the show, being up there in the audience or did you
want to be down here where it was all taking place?" A hell of a question and
one that Owen just didn't know how to answer!

Nikki took a step closer, Owen flinched, Jess stepped off Simon and also came
nearer and Sammie's foot pushed down harder. "So, Uncle, before we get started
... ... ... " 'Oh No, not that! Not one of her games!' " ... ... I have a job
for you to do for me later, the report you're going to right on this place,
this old church ... ... " 'how did Nikki know about his job here?' " ... ...
you're going to recommend that this stays open and make sure the youth club
carries on here. You see we like this place; and we certainly want to keep it
going, with all its different groups and your going to make sure that
happens!" There was a pause, then "You do understand me, don't you Uncle?"

Then Nikki smiled "Good! So, why don't we now enjoy our new place of fun!"
That didn't good at all. "Yes, Uncle lets have some fun and play a game!"
Nikki was indeed smiling now as she took the cigarette out her mouth and blow
smoke in her Uncle's direction. Then Jess stepped closer, blow smoke as well
and "yes 'Uncle' let's have some fun!" That was very worrying, Jess calling
him 'Uncle', and from above smoke fell down on him, Sammie was still holding
onto him and now she joined in, "you can be my Uncle too, that will be fun!"
'Oh God!'

Sammie now fully dragged Owen up onto his feet and then pushed him forwards.
Now all three schoolgirls moved towards the man. Owen was trapped between the
three of them, as they slowly came in even closer, ensnaring the man in the
middle of the three of them. "See Uncle it's better to take part rather than
just watch, isn't it ... ... !"