Part 43

Chapter One

Having arrived home far later than planned after spending much of the previous after night and night in bed with her stepfather Harry, at the home of her absent Mother, Catherine Dixon was taken back to discover the slim blonde figure of her sons Dans on/off bisexual girlfriend Sharon attending to her youngest son Peter, who having spotted her boyfriends slightly disheveled tired looking Mother, then put the boy down before turning toward Catherine.

“Well, well Mrs D, it looks as though you earned your money last night and then some, I just hope it was worth it, because you look as though you’ve been gang banged all night by a few giant cocks ... black were they””!

“If only you knew” thought Catherine before replying tersely, thinking herself above such activities “No ... and it was just the one white guy if you must know Sharon, now if you don’t mind I’ll see to my Son thank you, although what are you doing here anyway when Dan was supposed to be taking care of his little brother.?”

For a well schooled intelligent middle class woman, Catherine Dixon was still a whore to Sharon, even if an expensive whore, who Sharon thought really did have some nerve when speaking to her as though she were no more than a child minder, when Sharon’s main activity was performing a as Poppy, a submissive lesbian in the bdsm porn movies made at the Manor House studio and in the eyes of Sharon, a cut above Catherine Dixon, as posh as she was. So to amuse herself, Sharon’s thoughts drifted back to that crazy birthday party thrown by Peter Harris when he was boss of the Manor House and where with Catherine Dixon, tied, gagged and blindfolded while naked on a trolley and unaware of what was happening around her, Sharon urged Catherine’s then fourteen year old son Dan to cast caution aside and to fuck his Mother.

Although hell, thought Sharon, deciding Dan’s Mother looked that good she’d have fucked her all night herself had she been given the bitch and while Dan could be fun at times, Sharon thought she’d be more than happy fucking his Mother on a regular basis, such was the attraction the naked body of Catherine held toward her and perhaps even a regular threesome between herself Dan and his Mother Casting her gaze directly toward the weary looking Catherine while stifling a giggle, Sharon then recalled how Dan had once plucked up the courage to slip his erect young cock between his Mothers cunt lips before loosing his nerve. For had Dan held his nerve and completed the act of fucking and then shooting his load inside his own Mother, then it could well have been Dans child she’d been minding for his Mother Catherine, thought Sharon

“Well then Mrs C, Dan asked me to come round yesterday and take care of your kid and although I slept in his room waiting for him to come home but didn’t realise he would be out all night before getting home an hour ago...” “Anyway, after having a quick fuck with him, Dan now is fast asleep in a room full of your lovely pics Mrs D, although don’t ask me where he’s been because I haven’t a clue” As always, Catherine was annoyed at thoughts of Sharon/Poppy spending the night in Dans bedroom surrounded by all those glossy photos of her mostly naked, gagged and and bound body, many showing sex acts between herself and her son, which left Catherine feeling both humiliated and for some reason no little jealous of Sharon, who’d obviously spent the night in Dans bed in between her taking care of little Peter. “Well perhaps I should be grateful to Sharon” thought Catherine, only too aware of the young girls covetous gaze toward her.

Although spending the night in a different bedroom was exactly what she’d been doing, admitted Catherine to herself, while perhaps far worse than young Sharon, she had been in her Mothers Bed fucking her stepfather and on the side of the bed usually occupied by her absent mother Kate, when having been deliberately placed there by stepfather Harry in a moment designed to humiliate Catherine.

For Catherine hadn’t only been spending the night alongside, on top of and beneath her Stepfather Harry, who had from somewhere produced a leather collar and leash for Catherine and then led his otherwise naked stepdaughter down to the kitchen to prepare a snack meal for them both. There, in between having Harrys massive if flaccid cock in her mouth and with Catherine kneeling back on her haunches, she was fed tit bits of food by her stepfather, himself sitting at the table in the very kind of humiliating scenario which never failed to sexually arouse the large breasted Catherine Dixon.

The Kitchen had been a short interlude during Catherines night of almost non stop sex with her much older viagra inspired stepfather, on a night which despite Catherine’s howls of protest, screaming and tears, culminated for the first time in Harry taking and then filling Catherine Anus with his giant cock as never before. “Papas little baby Cat has to learn to love Papas cock in her Ass” was Harry’s only response to the tears and pleading of Catherine, before Harry’s enormous cock eventually penetrated her sphincter and gradually fill Catherine’s entire Anus.

“Oh yeah little baby” groaned Harry as his giant cock eventually erupted inside his stepdaughters Anus to begin filling Catherine’s rectum with yet another load of his hot semen, while rubbing her clit and bringing Catherine to her own simultaneous orgasm Even then yet another shock awaited Catherine, for when kneeling on her Mothers bed with Anus still filled with his huge cock moving back and forth inside her, Harry casually answered his smartphone to begin speaking mundanely with Catherine’s Mother Kate, while simultaneously reaching beneath Catherine to stroke and squeeze her dangling breasts and nipples.

This was the euphoria of complete sexual humiliation, Catherine had once been told, which on this occasion was a scenario engineered by Harry, when having previously told Catherine’s Mother to check in with him at a certain time, a scenario reinforced when once again growing hard inside her, Harry again began brutally fucking Catherine’s Anus while continuing to chat with her Mother Kate, before withdrawing from her Ass, and laying on his back, pulling Catherine’s mouth onto his massive cock while chatting with her Mother.

“Oh yes, now Papa really does own his little baby Cat” groaned Harry when eventually putting down the phone and reciting words by now embedded into the thoughts and subconscious of Catherine Dixon, even now, when at home attending to little Peter. “Believe me, when you’ve had our own little baby, we’ll have your Mother caring for the baby when you return to work, looking after all the new clients I’ll be supplying for papas little baby Cat” Catherine was stunned to hear Harry telling her, especially with her ass filled with the semen from a giant cock still lodged in her mouth and Ass, leaving the horrified Catherine in very little doubt her stepfather really did mean every word he’d said.

Thoughts which were afterward reinforced by Harry, when before leaving for home that morning, her stepfather had shown Catherine much of the video recordings he’d taken in his and Kates bedroom the previous night. “For papas use only baby cat, unless of course you are very silly and decide you don’t want our baby”...

With Dan in his room sleeping off the effects of whatever had led him to leave little Peter in the hands of Sharon, little else consumed the thoughts of Catherine Dixon than the day and night she’d just spent in and out of bed with her stepfather Harry. For having punished, excited and humiliated her in equal measure during an obviously well planned twenty fours hours, Catherine was in no doubt her Stepfather Harry had obviously achieved his one single objective.

That regardless of being him Mothers Husband, Harry had sexually and mentally subjugated his albeit mature stepdaughter, into a total acceptance of Harry’s ongoing control over her ... while in truth on her part, Catherine loved, enjoyed and orgasmed to almost every single moment, even though she was only too aware that b doing so, she’d betrayed her Mother Kate just by being alone and naked with Harry, let alone engaging in what had been nothing short of a long drawn out two person sexually orgy with her stepfather...

Eventually, with young Peter taking his nap and relaxing in her bath, Catherine could only speculate upon where she and Harry would, or could go from here, while in the reality of cold light of day, she simply had no idea, when there where so many many imponderables to consider, first and foremost being the attitude of Dan toward his Mother, should Catherine confess to him the plans her stepfather Harry was making to make his Mother pregnant with his child. Although perhaps Catherine’s concerns about Dan were far outweighed by thoughts of the brutal Stuart Hall discovering the plans of Harry ... a situation that would surely explode in all their faces when considering the levels of violence Stuart was capable of against herself, Dan and perhaps even Harry.

Of course the other side of the coin was her Mother Kate discovering her Daughters sexual betrayal of her Mother, as Harry had more than once threatened. Then considering the possibility of her simply running away from everything with little Peter using the large amount of money she’d accumulated over the years, Catherine soon realised she’d also be losing the home she’d cherished over the years and that in reality there was only one real option available to her.

For Catherine had realised it wasn’t only the threat of all those photos of herself and Dan being made public that made her spend the night with her Stepfather Harry and betray her own Mother when doing so. Catherine d go knew It was far more than that.

For in the mind of Catherine, one one overriding fact was with Harrys aura of power, dominance and massive cock that had attracted her, excited her and then satisfied her in a way no one had done since that first and then second visits to her home by the far younger teenage Sean Brady.

That although married to her Mother, Catherine was almost certain Harry would never cast her aside in the manner so many had done in the past, from Sean Brady to Stuart Hall. Lying there in her bath toying with the cunt lips easily pushed aside by the biggest cock she’d ever experienced, Catherine Dixon suddenly realised she was in love again. Not with a brutal sex god teenage boy this time, but with her far older Stepfather Harry.

So consumed was Catherine with thoughts of Harry and of the incredible yet easy going power Harry wielded over her, both mentally and sexually, Catherine realise she’d rather at that moment rather than anywhere else, be in her Mothers Bed with Harry’s huge cock inside her and controlling her with his easy going relaxed domination.

As crazy as the idea had first appeared, Catherine now realised that obeying her Stepfather Harry and having his child, was in fact the best option available to her, when what would begin with a weekly tryst in the bed of her stepfather was easily explained to her handlers by visits to an ailing relative, while the event of her becoming pregnant with a child of Harry could then be hidden until far too late to terminate, after which she’d hopefully be left alone until after the birth and by which time Harry be heavily involved with his own scheme. That of extraditing her from the clutches of sadistic bullies such as Stuart Hall.

Of course there would not only be Stuart Hall to placate but also Dan, who Catherine suspected would equally if not even more furious than Stuart, although aside from collecting money along with the occasional fuck from Catherine, appeared to have lost interest in her anyway. Catherine had also been surprised to be told the tall grey haired dominant lesbian Annie Day had become the lover and assistant of Stuart Hall, a woman Catherine knew only too well and very intimately, with herself having for a short time been the submissive lover of Annie Day, so perhaps Stuart had seen Annie as another enjoyable challenge for him to beat and fuck into submission, as had been the case with herself.

In full conspiracy mode, Catherine knew her son Dan could prove to be her biggest hurdle, although aware that her being sexually submissive toward Dan also made it much easier for Catherine to also subliminally control her son, and while aware she had to be careful of Dans refusal to wear a condom when in bed with her, Catherine had for some time been using a morning after pill when sleeping with Dan, whom Catherine was only too aware yearned to produce his own child with her, a brother to little Peter. And with this knowledge in mind, Catherine knew she now had to be doubly careful with Dan and ensure it was Harry’s child she was carrying if that were to happen. With her decision made, Catherine reached for her cell phone on the side of her bath and bringing up the special WhatsApp given to her by Harry, Catherine then typed into the box.

“Thank You Papa” before a couple of minutes later a beaming smile appeared on the face of Catherine when reading a reply simply stating. “Papa is very proud of his little Baby Cat. “ leaving Catherine unable to resist placing her fingers between her legs and use them to relive those wonderful moments on her mother’s bed with Papas huge cock inside her.

Chapter. Two

Later that week, with his wife Kate now home from one of her regular ‘girly’ couple of nights in the City, her husband Harry continued to remain cock a hoop at successfully completing the highly enjoyable satisfying task of subjugating and enslaving Kate’s daughter Catherine, even to sealing the deal by filling Catherine’s rectum with his semen upon the marital bed Harry shared with her Mother. So Harry thought now a good time as any to discuss the visit he and Kate had recently made to her Daughters home. For knowing his wife as he did, Harry had thought it sensible to let the dust settle on that one, after his discovery of Kate’s naked daughter Catherine gagged and tied to her son Dan’s bed while surrounded by bdsm porn images of herself and her son.

And now the memories of the unforgettable visit of Catherine to the house shared with her Mother Kate, who was away in the City when Harry was to see the look of sheer horror appearing on the face of Catherine Dixon when breaking to her his revelation that come what may, Catherine would be having a child with him. So what better place to bring up the subject of their recent visit to Catherine’s home than on their bed with Harry taking his wife’s Anus doggy style, during which time Kate was engaged in her usual squealing, complaining and then ultimate pleasure, as Harry’s monster cock gradually buried itself deep within her Anus while Harry’s finger massaged Kates clit button.

“Such a shame Catherine wasn’t around the other week “ began Harry, using all the right words while easing his giant cock back and forth inside Kate’s Anus. “Oh my god you bastard, you really do pick your moments Harry” groaned Kate before adding. “Certainly a shame for you Harry, considering it’s obvious you’ve always had to hots for my daughter”

Stifling an urge to burst out laughing while thrusting his giant penis even further inside his wife’s Ass, Harry instead replied with two harsh slaps to Kate’s buttocks before telling her “Touché! although I couldn’t help but notice you eying up young Dan like you were ready to eat him all up, you little minx”

Then began their family and friend’s sex game, one introduced to Kate by Harry shorty before their wedding, when Harry had really begun exploiting the sexual desires and fantasies of his wife to be, for while Kate may well have been nearer sixty than fifty, along with the equally virile new husband, Kate had retained the sex drive of a forty year old This was a game with few rules, other than eventually telling the truth about their sexual fantasies regarding individual family and friends, or to be punished until doing so. With Harry’s gradual own ball squeezing punishment from Kate previously leading his to admitting his own fantasies over Kate’s daughter Catherine, today was the turn of Kate and the subject Catherine’s son Dan Dixon. “Tell Me Bitch! “ demanded Harry after another two slaps to Kates Ass. “Ouch ... you bastard!! ... jeez ... the boy is my Grandson”

“That has Never stopped you before!, “ laughed Harry, admistering another couple of harsh slaps Kates buttocks while thrusting his giant cock ever deeper inside his wife’s Anus in a round of punishment continuing until. ““Ok ... ok ... please ... I’ve had enough Harry ... Dans a nice boy and seems to be a credit to his Mother, although the boy is obviously naive in many respects and could do with some of my special training, judging by the way his cock was pushing against his Jeans ... I’d soon sort that out for him.”

“Be sure to do just that Kate” advised Harry, aware that in doing so, Kate would be in no position to criticize any of the plans he’d already devised for her daughter Catherine, while Kate thinking Dan was naive was perfect for Harry, who wasn’t about to tell his still attractive slim large breasted wife that if Naive meant sexually dominating your own mother and others, then he was all for naivety. Later, still on the bed upon which Harry had so thoroughly fucked her daughter, Kate began indulging in one of her favorite occupations, that of tickling Harry’s Balls and toying with her husbands flaccid yet enormous cock, her mouth tongue and lips savoring what Kate always thought the wonderful taste of a penis which even when flaccid, remained a tight fit in her mouth. For Harry’s cock was far larger than that of the teenage boy she and her friend had recently taken back to their hotel, then to spend the whole night enjoying in a fantastic threesome with the teenager, even encouraging him to spank them together, naked with asses raised on the bed as the kneeling Kate and her friend were kissing each other.

“mmmm” “mmm “ so beautiful “ murmured Kate repeatedly, each time she removed her Husband’s cock from between her lips, after sucking, licking and pushing her tongue in its slit, paying homage to this wonderful organ Harry gifted her. Even so, Kate couldn’t but help to speculate if the cock of Dan Dixon would any way prove a match for Harry’s massive organ and what fun teasing the boy should be, before telling her Husband.

“And Catherine ... I really don’t mind you being flirtatious with her, but we are talking my daughter here Harry” “Besides, Catherine would probably scream the house down and run a mile if she ever saw this this” laughed Kate, once again taking her husbands huge cock in her mouth” Leaving Harry almost bursting with laughter before replying

“You just leave Catherine to me, my sexy scheming little viper, I have plans afoot you will learn of in due course ... just be sure YOU don’t go too far with young Dan “replied Harry, while thinking the less his wife knew the better ... for the moment anyway ... for there was a time and place for everything ... and Kates would be at a time of Harry’s own choosing and before then there was much to do, decided Harry and first on the list for Harry would be a meeting with young Dan Dixon.

Even so, the idea of his stepdaughter Catherine having that longed for child of his own was now never far from the thoughts of Harry, who at one time before they married, had discussed the idea with Kate of her having the child he’d never had, for even though in her fifties at time, other women of her age were having kids. Although unfortunately for Harry, not wishing to lose him and his magnificent cock, Kate had rebuffed the idea as kindly as she could.

“I’m so sorry Harry, I simply cannot produce a child for you, don’t forget I already have two daughters in their thirties” Harry certainly hadn’t forgotten, when first meeting Kates beautiful busty blonde daughter Catherine Dixon and deciding there and then if ever the opportunity arose then he’d use Catherine to produce that much wanted child. Well now that opportunity had arisen, and in quite astonishing circumstances, pretty much handing Kates daughter to him on a gift wrapped plate.

After which all Harry needed was his wife Kate’s acceptance her Daughter had produced a child for her Stepfather and Mothers Husband Harry.

A task which of face of it, should prove an impossible ... were it not for their agreement to have ‘fun elsewhere now and then’. For Harry discovering Catherine’s bdsm and sexual relationship with her son Dan, was, along with his still promiscuous wife’s almost blatant desire for her Daughters son Dan, pure gold dust for Harry.

For the use of that knowledge, along with Kate’s sympathy toward his desire to father a child of his own, should for the devious Harry, prove the key to Kates acceptance of a new grandson and child of her husband. For Harry thought Kate surely wouldn’t want to lose both Harry and her Daughter Catherine...

Chapter Three:

Oh my God ... whats happening to me” Exclaimed Honey Devine, for the first time staring at her new appearance through the large backlit mirror, when the blindfold she’d been wearing for the past three hours was removed by Mandy Hill, while the now now fifteen year old Trevor Hill looked on in interest. For Honey Devine, the former Vicky Preston, could scarcely believe her eyes at her complete transformation when the blindfold supposedly protecting l her eyes from any harsh glare, was removed after the optician had been working on them, fitting Honeys green eyes with colour changing blue contact lenses.

After which the tame hairdresser then cut, shaped and dyed Honey’s hair from black to blonde, matching that of her sister Catherine, just as in the photo the Hairdresser was working from. Finally and without a mirror through which Vicky could view herself, a specially hired beautician applied some serious cosmetics to Vicky’s face and lips in complete reversal to that usually used by Vicky.

Little wonder then Vicky exclaimed incredulous amazement at what she’d seen in that huge mirror, stunning the previously named Vicky Preston almost beyond belief. For staring back at Honey Devine, was no longer the old Vicky Preston or even Honey Devine, but a Blonde Haired, blue eyed woman almost identical to her sister Catherine and older version of her niece Caroline. Although it wasn’t only Honey who was upset at what she saw in the mirror.

“Hey, that’s not my Vicky any more”! ... you cant do that to her...” exclaimed the angry Trevor Hill, deliberately putting on a display of petulance under the apprehensive gaze of his sister Mandy Hill, herself unsure as to whether placate Trevor or simply get him out of the room, before eventually realising she had no choice but to call Stuart Hall and get him to diffuse the situation.

Although before the arrival of Stuart an hour later, young Trevor Hill once again began kicking off and complaining about Vicky’s new appearance. “This is crazy, her sister is already blonde and I enjoyed fucking both of them as they are” No amount of placating from Mandy was about to change the mind of her brother and after leaving the room to call Stuart, Mandy Hill placed her arms around Honey and squeezing tightly the woman she’d grown very close to, telling Honey

“You look stunning and beautiful Vicky, believe me you really do, really beautiful” “But they are trying to change me into someone I don’t want to be ... I want to be my old self again” Sobbed, Honey after another outburst from Mandy’s angry young brother Trevor Hill, demanding ‘His Vicky’ be returned to her old self, even if in realty Trevor really didn’t care either way, when in reality Vicky was little more than a great fuck and learning experience for him and as a substitute for a sister Trevor would much rather be fucking and dominating.

Although with the arrival of Stuart Hall an hour later, another outburst from Trevor earned him a few harsh slaps from Stuart, before being lifted and thrown into a locked broom cupboard by Stuart, who then returned to where Honey and Mandy sat with their arms around each other.

“Okay fun times over girls, now let’s see both of stripped off” Stuart told the suddenly mystified Pair, especially Mandy, when wondering just why Stuart demanded she strip off along with the newly transformed Honey, who despite her angst was only too aware of the brutality Stuart Hall was capable of inflicting upon her, almost immediately complied with Stuarts demand, leaving the more hesitant Mandy Hill to eventually follow suit, until both women stood naked and uncertain under the harsh gaze of a very angry Stuart Hall.

For if the brutal teenager Stuart was angry with Honey and her own display of petulance, then Stuart Hall was even more so with Trevor Hill and especially his older sister Mandy, who had obviously failed to do her job of keeping Honey under strict control along with her younger brother.

Mandy had failed Stuart on both counts and Stuart thought if Mandy had somehow got the impression she was any better than the other whores under his control, then more than any of them Mandy was in need of a sharp harsh lesson, one humiliating to both Mandy and Honey, who would shortly be appearing before Richard along with her sister Catherine and niece Caroline as “The Three Blonde Slaves”

Although With Stuart thenhandcuffing them both, before securing a leather collar and leash around the necks of both Honey and Mandy, the growing fear upon the faces of both women meant they were beginning to understand they were in big trouble with Stuart Hall. Then even more so, when having led the two women by their leashes into the dungeon playroom, the leashes were hooked by Stuart over large rings bolted into a ceiling beam, leaving movement while preventing escape for either of them.

Then Having silenced Honey and Mandy with Velcro ball gags, Stuart left to unlock the cupboard holding a very worried Trevor Hill. “okay, It’s decision time for you kid,”began the angry Stuart, before with one strong hand clutching his throat, Stuart told Trevor Hill in no uncertain terms, after dragging the teenager from the broom cupboard he’d locked Trevor in.

“Listen kid ... You either work for me doing exactly as I tell you, no matter hard it may be on your sister and Honey, or I will personally kick your Ass all the way back to the shit hole you came from ... but first I’m giving you just the one chance to prove to me that you can and really want to take over and control your sister and Honey” “And that’s giving them both a real beating and ass fucking whenever either of them step out of line ... show me what you are really made of and capable of and there’ll be plenty of others in need of a good beating from you now and again, but fuck it up and it’s you getting the beating while I’m kicking your sad ass back to Shitsville”

Words which although scary, were in fact music to the ears of young Trevor Hill, already bitterly regretting what he knew were his manufactured tantrums and now desperate not to be sent back home by Stuart Hall, who Trevor saw as his hero and who he would love to emulate. So while Trevor was listening to exactly what Stuart was expecting of him, Honey Devine and Trevor’s equally handcuffed, naked and gagged sister Mandy waited nervous and naked in the bdsm playroom built into Honeys’s home, while Stuart showed Trevor a couple of film clips from his smartphone.

From that moment, young Trevor Hill was more concerned with impressing Stuart and caring more for himself and his future, than either his sister Mandy or Honey Devine, both of whom Trevor was happy to sacrifice in pursuit of an ambition most kids of his age and from his background could only ever dream of. In short, when telling Stuart Hall he’d do exactly as he’d been told and far more besides, Trevor Hill had suddenly grown up far beyond his now fifteen years. So It was with no little pleasure and pride, that sitting in the Lounge of Honeys home viewing the video feed from the nearby bdsm room, Stuart Hall was soon watching Trevor Hill confidently going about the tasks he’d given him...,.

It was the nervous yet compliant Honey Devine who Trevor chose first, when having first delivered a dozen blows of a leather cat o nine tails he’d selected over Honeys back, breasts and thighs, the leash of the pained and tearful Honeys leather collar was taken from its hook and Honey led by Trevor across to the large double bed in the centre of the ‘playroom.

There, under the eyes of Trevor’s by now very nervous sister Mandy, Honeys handcuffs were removed by Trevor and replaced by soft padded leather cuffs with built in rings and clips, before larger matching leather cuffs were secured to each of the naked Honeys ankles. Only then did Trevor lower the steel spreader bar down to a few feet above the naked and gagged figure of the newly blonde Honey Devine on the bed, where first Honeys wide spread ankle cuffs and then wrist cuffs were in turn clipped by Trevor onto the strong steel bar. knowing she may well be next, Mandy was looking on in justified concern as Trevor used the nearby winch handle to raise the steel bar and along with it, Honeys wide spread legs and arms.

A process resulting in Honeys legs and arms pulled high until straight upward, with the lower body of large breasted beauty, her buttocks, Anus, cunt lips and backs of thighs all clearly visible and available to Trevor, along with her large nipple ringed breasts.