Part 49

The Takeover.

Dan Dixon

Young Dan Dixon spent much of his week holding his busty Mother Catherine pretty much a sex prisoner in her own home, repeatedly fucking his attractive blonde mother during attempts at getting her pregnant with his own child.

Despite his obvious enjoyment, Dan had done so pretty much under the instructions of his sister Caroline, the sister intent on taking revenge upon Dan, after he’d treated Caroline in the very same manner as he’d done with his Mother Catherine.

When with ‘her Charles’ in Prison, it was Caroline kept a prisoner by her brother in the Manor House. cottage, where Dan attempted to get his sister pregnant, just as Caroline had organised a night of repeated rape of her mother by the Harris twins.

A night of brutal sex resulting in the birth of Catherine’s son Peter.

Unfortunately for Dan Dixon, Charles was now out of prison and looking to take revenge upon anyone Charles decided was disrespecting him whilst he was away ... and according to Caroline Dixon, the young lover slave of Charles Smith, her Brother Dan fitted very much into that category, as Dan was to discover during a phone call from his sister.

“Either you get our Mother pregnant with your kid, or you get your arms and legs broken by ‘my Charles’ ... and oh yeah, he’ll also cut off your dick free of charge” added Caroline, before going on to tell Dan she also demanded he recruit’ his unwitting girlfriend Sharon, the pretty busty young porn actress, into the role of Hucow Slave of Duke the large dog.

Sharon would be doing so as a replacement for Caroline and Annie Day, who’d been forced to step into that role before being sold on by the then boss Richard, now replaced by the formidable Charles Smith, a man Dan Dixon wasn’t about to cross in a million years...

The return of Sharon to the Dixon House, after her time spent filming ‘on location’, had put an end to Dan’s week of fucking his Mother in his efforts to get Catherine pregnant with his child, although Dan was by now thinking he must surely already have done enough to ensure his Mothers pregnancy, especially when ensuring Catherine had no access to her birth control pills.

With the return of Sharon and despite his reservations as to just what lay in store for her, Dan eventually managed to persuade the reluctant Sharon to accompany him on a trip to the Manor House ‘at the invitation of his sister Caroline to ‘settle’ their differences.

“Although you really are wasting your time Dan, that bitch will always have it in for you” insisted Sharon.

“But if you really want to give it a go, I’ll come along and give you moral support” added Sharon, saving perhaps not the life of Dan Dixon, but certainly some painful broken bones from Charles Smith and perhaps far worse according to Dans sister Caroline.

The sister, who as her price for Dan not having those broken bones, was his delivering the unwitting Sharon into the clutches of Charles Smith and herself ... along with the paws of the huge Duke...

Arriving at the Manor House later that day, following the instructions of his sister, Dan parked the car outside the Barn in the grounds used for very private fetish shows, such as the HuCow Lactation and three blondes sex shows.

Still unsure of whether to sympathise with Sharon or not, Dan guided her inside the gloom no windows structure, where according to Dan, they’d be meeting his sister Caroline in private.

“Ok, so where is the bitch!” Demanded Sharon when Dan threw the light switch, enabling Sharon to gaze around the barn she’d never before visited, even when working in the nearby bdsm movie studio.

A large old wooden barn without any window’s and inside of which, Sharon for first time saw it’s large stage, along the black metal bar cage with its open hinged door and the seating area

Then to Sharon’s amazement, she saw the wooden benches, upon which sat the large stainless steel vacuum, with it’s attached hoses and clear plastic breast suction cups, along with the leather straps, used upon the wrists and ankles of whoever was unfortunate enough to be the ‘HuCow”, having her breasts milked before an appreciative audience.

‘Jeez ... this looks real scary ... I feel sorry for whatever poor bitch is hooked up to that thing ... but where is Caroline” demmanded Sharon of Dan.

“Maybe I’ll go find her, you know what an airhead Caroline can be” Dan told Sharon.

“Yeah, but don’t take too long, then we get out of here, this place gives me the creeps Dan” replied Sharon, watching Dan wandering off in search of his sister, before taking a closer look at the milking table and at the nearby metal cage, where Sharon noted a leather collar and leash hung over one of its bars.

Wearing only a short lightweight skirt and thin blouse, a sudden shiver went through Sharon’s body, even though the hight of summer, although then came the panting noise ... just like the breathing of a large dog and Sharon hated large dogs, they scared her.

Then the panting grew louder and Sharon spun around in fear.

There, not three feet from the cringing Sharon, stood the largest meanest looking dog she’d ever seen, who as with any dog, could smell and sense the fear of him within Sharon, backing away from Duke, who was bored in his kennel until released and taken into the barn by Dukes HuSlave Caroline Dixon.

And now Duke was finding the strange female to be of great interest, perhaps this was another of those women he was supposed to terrify and train to obey him...

“Shoo ... go away”Sharon demanded of Duke, who taking no notice of her, crept closer and closer toward the increasingly frightened Sharon, until she was backing away from Duke, further and further, staring in fear at Duke ... until her back was not only touching the large metal cage behind her, but just as Duke intended, backing into the cage and the pulling the door shut and holding it there,

With Caroline Dixon and Charles Smith looking on unseen by Sharon, it was time for Duke to use his Barking and menacing growls to frighten the daylights out of Sharon, beginning when pushing his head between the bars of the cage to lick the thigh of the terrified Sharon, exposed below her short skirt.

Although holding onto the door whilst immediately backing away from him, Duke was soon on the other side of the cage ... again poking his head through the bars and licking Sharon’s thigh.

Only now Duke was also growling and barking, leaving Sharon ever more terrified and moving around the cage again ... until the lights all went out and Sharon was left illuminated in the cash by a single harsh spotlight above the cage and aside from the growling of Duke, Sharon was suddenly hearing the voice of Caroline Dixon.

“Duke can keep this up all night Sharon ... but can you? sooner or later he’ll get into the cage and then itll be more than his tongue you need to worry about”

“What the fuck do you think you are doing you mad bitch, get that fucking dog out of here ... and where’s Dan ... he went looking for you ... so where is he?”

“Dan’s busy right now Sharon, so you only have me and Duke here for company, but I should warn you Duke gets very upset when his bitch doesn’t follow his instructions” replied Caroline Dixon as what lights there were in the Barn suddenly went out and Sharon was left cringing in the cage bathed in the harsh glare of a spotlight.

Then once again the growling Duke pushed his head through the cage bars, only now Sharon realised that his large teeth were even gripping and pulling upon her short skirt.

“Get that fucking thing away from me you bitch, then I’m outa here ... Dan is welcome to you ... your a fucking nut job” screamed the terrified Sharon into the gloom before realising the skirt was now hallway down her thighs, leaving Sharon’s tiny black panties on full display whilst hearing Caroline’s voice from the gloom telling Sharon.

“You gotta learn to play nice and obey Duke and right now he’s telling you to strip of, obey him and then he’ll leave you alone, wise there’s only going to be one winner between you and believe me Sharon, you don’t want to be in there with an angry Duke”!

“You fucking bitch” screamed Sharon in reply, seconds before having her little skirt ripped away from her body by the teeth of Duke, who under the eyes of the terrified Sharon, lay his prize at his large at his large feet, before looking up toward Sharon and uttering an even more menacing growl. “ The sensible thing for you to do now Sharon,, is remove your blouse bra and thong, handing each one to Duke ... otherwise I’ll let Duke into the cage to do it himself”

“Oh my god ... please Caroline ... okay ... you win ... I’ll strip off for you ... but first get that fucking dog away from me” the defeated Sharon before for the first time seeing the menacing Charles Smith standing beside Caroline.

“Just do as you’re told Sharon, otherwise you’ll become much more than just a slave to Duke”

Terrified of Charles Smith and doing exactly as he’d ordered her, Sharon passed each item of her clothing into the jaws of Duke before entering the cage, Charles secured the leather collar and leash around Sharons neck.

Minutes later, the horrified Sharon was crawling on hands and knees behind Duke, who with the even more terrified Sharon’s leash between his teeth, led his new HuCow slave around the barn and seating area, until coming to a stop by the large bench and it’s breast milking apparatus.

“Good boy Duke” the large dog was told by Charles when taking Sharon’s leash from between his teeth, thinking all was going perfectly with Sharon, who was by now far too terrified of both Charles and Duke to offer any resistance when easily lifted onto the bench by Charles, before securing the naked girls ankles and wrists to the straps built into the bench.

Only when Caroline fired up the powerful vacuum and placed the suction cups on each of her breasts did Sharon plead.

“Please ... please don’t do this ... it’s not as I’ve got any milk in them” before Sharon was given a few very harsh slaps on each of her ass cheeks by Charles whilst telling Sharon.

“No more warnings Sharon, one more complaint and you spend the night with Duke in his kennel!”

Despite Charles being fully aware Sharon would be doing no such thing, it was warning enough for Sharon to say nothing more, even when Charles added she’d been chosen to replace Caroline and Annie Day as the ‘star of the show’ along with her ‘Master Duke ‘ escorting her whilst on her hands and knees.

“Bill Coombe will be doing some filming of you, Caroline and Duke and is happy handing you over to me” added Charles, which wasn’t strictly true, for Bill Coombe was given no choice by the menacing Charles.

However, even with the ever present Duke growling toward her, Sharon had to admit the vacuum pressure pulling upon her breasts and enlarging her nipples was proving more arousing than painful, as was the stroking of her ass by Caroline along with fingers slipping between her cunt lips whilst deep tongue kissing Sharon.

So absorbed with Caroline’s attentions upon her naked body and even fascinated by watching her breasts and nipples vacuumed into the clear plastic container sealed to her breasts, Sharon was barely aware of the huge erect cock of Charles slipping between her buttocks and pressing against Sharon’s Anal ring.

An anal ring which fortunately for Sharon, had over the many porn movies she’d appeared in, been greatly enlarged.

Even so, Sharon couldn’t help but let out a cry of pained surprise when feeling her Anus penetrated by Charles, having his first, but far from last Anal fuck with Sharon.

Whilst doing so, Charles was deciding the addition of a lesbian sex to the HuCow Lactation cabaret would prove a valuable addition to the increased number of ‘shows’ Charles would be putting on in future, along with the Three Blondes Family Incest Sex Show.

As for the lack of milk in Sharon’s breasts, Caroline and Charles were contifident they’d overcome that little problem when giving Sharon hormone injections and other drugs.

Although the trial run hadn’t produced any breast milk from Sharon, it all looked pretty good to Charles, who then informed the downcast Sharon she’d be remaining at the Manor House doing daily rehearsals with Caroline and Duke until the show was perfected and ready to go before the audience.

“Any dissent from you Sharon and you’ll be spending your nights with Duke in his kennel ... after I’ve given you a taste of my whip”.

Threatened Charles, even though knowing Sharon would be doing no such thing, Charles knew the threat was more than enough for Sharon to assure him of her obedience.

Which proved to be the case with Sharon, who even though not keen on becoming a HuCow, had sufferered far worse when making all those BDSM movies ... providing that scary dog was kept under control, for the way in which Duke’s eyes were looking her naked body up and down could have been almost human.

“And where the hell was Dan” wondered Sharon, unaware Dan had betrayed her to save himself

Catherine Dixon:

Aware her son Dan and his Girlfriend Sharon were over at the Manor House, Catherine Dixon was at long last ‘home alone’ with little Peter and free to do whatever she wanted, after almost a week of being kept a virtual prisoner in her own home by a son repeatedly fucking her day and night.

Fucking Catherine in the determination of her son Dan to get his Mother pregnant again and away from the clutches of Harry, her brutal Stepfather and, hoped Dan for Catherine to love her son far more than she ever did Harry.

If fact Catherine wasn’t even allowed to use or even check her smartphone by Dan, when being kept locked inside the house, meaning Catherine was unable to also check the secret phone used between themselves, given to Catherine by Harry and hidden by Catherine in her car, well away from the prying eyes of her son Dan.

A phone Catherine was at long last checking in her bedroom, after the earlier departure of Dan and Sharon to the Manor House, recently taken over, according to Dan, by the return of the brutal Charles Smith,

Deciding the brutal Charles Smith was a worry for another day, Catherine checked both her phones, her secret phone revealing call after call from Harry, along with as just many voicemail demands that she contact him, with the same appling to the group messages between Catherine and Harry...

Although Catherine was disappointed none of the voicemails or messages from Harry contained a hint of apology, merely frightening demands that Catherine either call him, or be dragged back to him by the hair.

Threats which as ever sent a chill though Catherine, along with that familiar throbbing between her legs when debating whether or not to call Harry and explain everything to him, before deciding against for the time being, when Harry would probably see it as an apology toward him from Catherine.

With little Peter playing happily in his pen, Catherine’s thoughts returned to her son and of how he’d gone ballistic when spotting the black eye Harry had given her and of how

later, when toying with her nipples in her bath Dan told his Mother he’d ensure she was finished with the brutal Harry ... even though Dan’s insistence on displaying masses of her naked and bound photos led directly to Catherine falling into the clutches of her stepfather Harry, when of the many of those photos seen by Harry, especially those photos of Catherine either fucking or giving Dan a blow job.

For as Harry later told the helpless Catherine, having seen those fantastic photos of Catherine fucking her son Dan, there was no way he wouldn’t be having Catherine as his own, with him then fucking both Mother and Daughter

And so it proved ... with Catherine once again falling for very dominant and violent man, although this time, one with the biggest cock she’d accommodated ... and learned to enjoy ... everywhere, ... until getting that black eye from Harry, when Catherine decided that as much as she loved Harry, she wasn’t about to muddy the waters by making her Mother Kate what?, a grandmother again? Or perhaps an Aunt?! The whole idea was crazy, thought Catherine...

Beside all else, Catherine simply didn’t want to have another child at her age and one facing an uncertain future with a violent man such as Harry...

When returning home after a serious beating from Harry, Catherine hadn’t expected to find herself kept a virtual prisoner by her son Dan, spending almost a week repeatedly fucked by Dan, in his belief that shooting his load into his Mother’s cunt three or four times a day for almost a week would surely result in another pregnancy forvhis Mother.

Thankfully for the sore and exhausted Catherine, the return of Dans part time girlfriend Sharon to the house, had an end to her suffering the endless sexual abuse of her son, which Catherine thought was far worse than the single night of continuous rape she’d suffered from the Harris twins, resulting nine months later in the birth of Peter, who was perhaps the son of both twins.

Not that the evil Harris twins had afterword shown much if any interest in Catherine’s youngest son and instead soon departed the scene altogether, without giving Catherine a Penny, not even when David Harris developed a taste for Catherine’s breast milk.

Although that was hardly surprising, given their father Peter pretty much ‘owned her’ at the time, using the pimps he employed to sell Catherine’s sexual services to punters, many paying to rough her up a little with whips and spankings along with the sex, with some even paying her pimps to suckle Catherine’s lactating nipples.

Although at least Catherine was allowed to go home following the nightmare experience of being repeatedly raped at the Manor House by Mark and David Harris, doing so under the supervision of Catherine’s malicious daughter Caroline, who ensured her Mothers legs were strapped above head hight, ensuring not a drop of the huge ammount of Mark and David’s combined semen would escape her body in the hours Catherine spent feeling like a stuffed chicken

All for the sake of a spiteful ruse of her daughter Catherine had devised for her Mother to ensure her pregnancy with little Peter Harris when not allowing Catherine any form of before or after birth control.

Fortunately for Catherine, her son Dan hadn’t been aware of the evil tricks of Caroline and she’d done everything she possibly could to combat Dan’s intentions.

Even though Dan was telling his Mother he loved her and wanted her, that by having his child she’d then be out of the clutches of her Stepfather Harry.

However, Catherine didn’t love her son Dan.

At least not in the way Dan wanted her to, as his sexual partner for life, even though when Dan was fucking her, Catherine often retuned his tongue to tongue kissing while throwing her arms around her naked son with a passion she couldn’t explain.

Nor was Catherine able to deny those orgasms flooding through her when pounded by Dans large cock.

Although the more Catherine was fucked and tongue kissed by Dan, along with the oral sex demanded from her by her ranpant Son, the more Catherine saw not Dan, but Harry with his massive weapon in her mouth, fucking and kissing her.

Leaving Catherine thinking that perhaps she still loved Harry, despite, or perhaps because of his domination and violence toward her, and that she would have eventually apologised to Harry for taking those morning after tablets.

Only the lack of a phone had so far prevented Catherine from doing so, but now having that phone in her hand, Catherine tapped out a message to her Mothers Husband

“I’m sorry Harry ... please forgive me” knowing the unsettled business between them had to be resolved one way or the other, that whilst she could and would accept any number of Harry’s brutal beatings, she simply wouldn’t accept becoming the mother of his child, for how could she bring another Harry or Dan into this world...

Unfortunately for Catherine, the beaming smile upon the face of Harry when receiving her message, owed more to his feelings of satisfaction, than any particular sense of affection toward Catherine Dixon, who Harry intended to ensure paid dearly for her display of disobedience toward him.

For after Catherine’s dramatic departure from the Hotel, where he’d given Catherine what Harry saw as a standard beating, albeit one culminating in a black eye, Harry decided to do what he should have done when coming across those revealing photos of the naked and Bound Catherine upon the bed of her son Dan.

That rather than relying on the word of Catherine’s devious son, Harry would be making some serious enquiries about Catherine Dixon and when finally doing so, what the delighted Harry discovered was a path leading to an old freind.

Charles Smith:

All Harry had to do was to check the small purse carelessly left in the Hotel room by Catherine, during her swift tearful departure from Harry

A purse containing a business card and phone number of a certain ‘ Manor House Studios’, which according to a pal of Harry in the know, was an out of town porn movie company producing semi legit fetish stuff such as BDSM and Bondage movies alongside a far less legit ‘ Escort Girl’ operation, even with rooms available for well paying clients.

This discovery was music to the ears of Harry, when thinking Catherine Dixon must surely be part of this setup.

Although that wasn’t of much help to Harry until his friend eventually told Harry

“Interestingly many of the Escort Girls are mature high earning bdsm whores, while the guy in charge has just been replaced by a fellow called Charles Smith, by all accounts pretty much a violent sadist himself!”

That’s when the ears of Harry really did pick up, and a few minutes later he was in the phone arranging a meeting with his old friend Charles Smith.

For prior to meeting his latest wife Kate, Harry had in fact met Charles Smith whilst in prison in a few years ago.

They’d got on pretty well together when Harry got himself banged up for living on the so called immoral earnings of the two hookers he was running at the time, before having gone a bit too far with his ideas of how to keep them in line, leading to the women complaining to the Police

As for Charles Smith, a night club doorman at the time, the brooding violent Charles had one night, with uncontrolled violence, left the two drunks he’d ejected from the club, unconscious and needing serious hospital time.

Leading to Charles getting himself banged up in the same Prison as Harry.

And so recalling his enjoyment of Harry’s prison hobby of sketching BDSM scenes during the phone coversation between them, Charles wasted no time in inviting his old prison buddy to the Manor House, for a chat and for Harry to view the operation and’ take a look at a few of ‘his girls’...

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Charles Smith had pretty much hit the ground running when taking over the fetish side of the business from the ultimate boss Richard and was now looking foward to a reorganisation and revised HuCow and Duke Slave show, which would be featuring Dan Dixons girlfriend and wannabe acting sensation Sharon along with Caroline Dixon and Duke of course, leading the HuCow on her hands and knees.

Charles also turned his attention to his planned adbuction and return of Annie Day, whilst on the basis of possession being no bad thing, sending another of his guys to take control of Annie’s house and the women there, including the teenage Carol Hayward, who by now had been joined by Jaki Hughes, working alongside Carol in Annie’s bedrooms., whilst the man installed by Charles wasted no time in taking over Annie’s bed along with the teenage Carol Hayward.

Then there was the question of Catherine Dixon for Charles to consider, who supposedly under the control of her son Dan, hadn’t lately been contributing a heap of cash to the pot.

That would have to change, decided Charles, who was already regretting his decision to allow Caroline Dixon to bully her brother into getting his mother pregnant again, whilst thinking perhaps Catherine was spending too much time with her young kid and not ebough on her back making money for the business.

Perhaps both Catherine and her son Dan were in need of some serious re education and made aware Charles was a far different proposition to the easy going previous boss Richard.

There was also the question of Vicky Preston, aka Honey Devine, now as blonde as her sister Catherine and niece Caroline, supposedly replacing Vicky in the office until the return of Annie Day and whom Charles had at first considered returning to the old Raven Haired Victoria Preston.

However, since then, Charles Smith had taken something of a liking to Victoria Preston, who since the departure of Richard, continued to be used by Charles to carry out office paperwork, in between being his naked desk ornament along with servicing Manor House clients, much to the annoyance of the busty young Caroline Dixon, who’d fully expected to be installed into that role in what was now the office of Charles Smith

Instead, even though having played a major role in recruiting young Sharon as Dukes latest HuCow slave, Caroline Dixon found herself partially sidelined by Charles, when rather than replacing her Aunt Vicky in the office as she’d expected, the unhappy Caroline was instead more often servicing punters in the Manor House studios and very much playing second fiddle to Vicky Preston.

By now Caroline was thinking that rather than her Mother Catherine, it should have been her Aunt Vicky, who she’d bullied and threatened her brother Dan into getting pregnant.

Caroline thought perhaps by doing so, Vicky would then be forced to return home and away from the Manor House, joining Mandy Hill and more recently, Jaki Hughes working out of the home of Vicky Preston.

. For having been ordered by Charles to service punters in the Manor House bdsm Bedrooms, Caroline believed her Aunt Vicky had somehow stabbed her in the back with Charles Smith.

However, whilst she would have taken anyone else to task, arguing with Charles Smith was never on the menu for Caroline, who’d more than once experienced the brutality of Charles with a sudden slap or punch for doing or simply saying the wrong thing, with Charles telling Caroline.

“Shut the fuck up you stupid bitch”

Although the promise of Richard to Vicky that she would soon be spending more time at the house she no longer legally owned, never materialized, any more that Vicky getting the opportunity of buying the house back from Richard a little at a time from her earnings.

For with Charles taking over, even when feeling confident enough to broach the subject after giving Charles what Vicky thought was her best ever oral sex, all she got for her troubles was a sharp slap on the face along with a warning she’d need to do a whole lot more pleasing him before being allowed that privilege.

However, being what Charles Smith saw as a ‘Classy Piece of Ass’ who ‘knew her manners’ he decided Vicky would be staying with him at the Manor House.

And so much to the annoyance of the younger Caroline Dixon, the mid forties, newly blonde blue eyed Victoria Preston found herself escorting Charles during an endless round of celebrations after his release from prison.

For Vicky this was a welcome change from her normal routine, although being a mature woman, Vicky was unsure whether she enjoyed meeting friends of Charles dressed in the very revealing clothing Charles demanded of her.

Outfits with skirts and dress’s cut well above the knee, all revealing her stocking tops and suspender tabs when Vicky was sat down, along with very low cut tops, revealing much of Vicky’s breasts above a half cup bra.

And it wasn’t only Charles stroking Vicky’s thighs and exposed breasts, for his friends were also after doing and we’re not the type to argue with, especially whenever Vicky was instructed by Charles to give one or two of them a head job, while sometimes enjoying a threesome or even more with Vicky in a Hotel Room

Even so, whilst occasionally getting a humiliating harsh slap on her face from Charles in public for any alleged misdemeanour on her part, this new opportunity of spending time in the straight world was actually welcomed by Vicky.

For with her newly blonde hair and blue eyes, Vicky realised her chances of being recognised in her home town were very slim, especially when Charles addressed Vicky as Honey Devine whenever she was away from the Manor House with Charles, whilst Vicky even carried documentation to prove that is who she is.

Perhaps the only time Vicky found herself grateful for Richard making her an almost carbon copy of her sister Catherine, along with changing her name...

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Today, with the visit of Harry to see his old mate Charles Smith, the role of the disinterested Vicky/ Honey in the office was to kneel beside Charles, wearing only a tiny red thong along with matching stockings and suspenders, the large hand of Charles stoked Vicky’s large nipple ringed breasts, under the gaze of a very impressed Harry, as both men chatted about the time they’d spent together in prison.