Part 51

Chapter One

“Come on lazy bones, get your act together and get my coffee! “ Demanded the yawning Caroline Dixon of her naked Aunt Vicky Preston, laying naked beside Caroline on the large bed.

So began another day for the unfortunate Victoria Preston, when four years ago having first been drugged, sexually abused, blackmailed and trapped by her teenage nephew Dan Dixon and his friend Sean Brady, trapped into life as a then drug addicted BDSM whore

Just being into her fourth year as a mature bondage whore was horrific enough for Vicky, who having suffered at the hands of her various ‘owners’ and even lost the ownership of her home to the monsters controlling her, was now having to play housemaid in her own home to Dan Dixons equally vindictive, twenty year sister Caroline, really was beyond the pale.

Nor was Vicky Preston or Honey Devine, as her personal documents stated, simply playing housemaid to Caroline, for with a daily diet of being sexually abused by Caroline and her ‘male and female ‘clients’ the forty something Vicky Preston was often exhausted before even getting out of bed in the morning.

For Vicky had suffered Caroline’s seemingly insatiable appetite to abuse, dominate and humiliate a woman over twice her own age, since the day Charles Smith sent Caroline and the huge dog Duke to live and work with Vicky, along with the teenage Mandy Hill.

This was a blow Vicky found hard to take, when under the control of Peter Harris she’d first suffered Caroline’s abuse and effortless of domination and her insatiable appetite to spank her Aunt Vicky as often and as harshly as possible with naked over the knee spankings.

And such spankings were usually followed by Caroline’s humiliating inspections of Vicky, with her fingers searching deep into the depths of her cunt and Anus, which Vicky kept scrupulously clean and shaven in the knowledge the slightest error would result in her being subjected to an even harsher spanking from Caroline in the presence of both Mandy and the huge inquisitive dog Duke.

“Look and Learn, I’ll be checking yours soon enough” Mandy had been told by Caroline, determined to demonstrate her new found authority upon both Vicky and Mandy, who having already been subjected to a beating from the brutal Harry, knew far better than to argue with or resist the authority of Caroline Dixon given to her by Harry during his first visit...

With Vicky Preston having been sworn to silence about Harry by the brutal Charles Smith, it was only upon Harry’s first visit to the house she now considered ‘hers’, the stunned Caroline realised the ‘famed brutal Harry’ she’d heard so much of, was quite incredibly her own Step Grandfather! Although as Caroline was soon to realise, being Harry’s Step Grandfather wasn’t about to save her from experiencing pain and humiliation from Harry’s enormous weapon.

“Oh my god ... Harry! “! Was all Caroline could exclaim, when grabbed by her long blonde hair and forced to her knees by Harry, who with one huge fist gripping her hair, then used the other to rip away Caroline’s light dress, leaving the young blonde beauty on her knees and all but naked.

Moments later, with Carolines large firm breasts and gold nipple rings fully on display, Harry was unzipping himself and the stunned face of young Caroline was only inches away from the largest cock she’d even been confronted with, even bigger noted Caroline, than that of Charles Smith, who’d so recently discarded her in favor of Sylvia Harris, the statueque women Charles had simply stolen from her husband for himself, simply because he could do so.

So having then been sent by Charles Smith to live and work and work alongside her Aunt Vicky Preston and young Mandy Hill, Caroline was determined to make the best of things and to use her constant companion, the huge Dog Duke, to instill fear into both women and ensure Caroline an easier life, whilst renewing the former pleasures she’d enjoyed when sexually abusing her Aunt Vicky when under the control of Peter Harris.

Although the sudden arrival of her Stepgrandfather Harry meant that to achieve her ambition, the cunning Caroline knew she’d need to submit herself to and obey Harry, even in the knowledge she would soon be fucking her Grandmothers Husband.

“Look into my eyes Caroline ... always look into my eyes when my cock is in your mouth”! Demanded Harry whilst Caroline tried adjusting her mouth to a huge erect cock, thinking he could surely choke her the death should Harry decide to do so. So looking up into the hard eyes of the man she was kneeling before, Caroline did her very best to give Harry the blow Job of her life, even though almost gaging when Harry’s monster pushed against the back of her throat.

“Well you’re better than both your gran and your Mom” decided Harry when Caroline began using all her skills to please Harry, even as Vicky and Mandy were called into the room by Harry along with the very interested Duke, to witness the oral violation of the naked young woman they both hated with a vengeance.

When Vicky and Mandy entered the playroom / dungeon to witness Caroline on her knees before him, it didnt go unnoticed by Harry that each woman wore no more than a tiny black thong, as instructed to by Caroline when in the house or in the garden, whilst Caroline herself had worn the light summer dress, ripped by Harry from her body along with her own black thong.

All of which told Harry that Caroline was obviously the dominant of the trio, while as he’d been told by Charles, the huge Dog Duke was the enforcer, who even now appeared to be enjoying licking the legs of the two uncomfortable looking women alongside Duke.

‘Well that’s fine by me’ Harry told himself when telling Vicky and Mandy to get on their spread knees with hands on head and to ‘ look and learn’, whilst he dealt with the increasingly concerned Caroline, thinking Harry’s enormous cock would surely damage her mouth forever before Harry was shooting his load into the almost chocking Caroline’s mouth and throat until more of Harry’s semen was running from between her lips and then dripping into the carpet.

“Oh yeah, now I’ve filled the mouth of all three of you bitch bitches, gran, mum and daughter ... and hey, even Vicky here, making four of you’ “ laughed Harry after filling the mouth of a spluttering gasping Caroline Dixon with hot semen from his erect viagra inspired cock.

A cock remaining just as hard when taking both Caroline’s cunt, along with her Anal ring, which although already well stretched by many cocks, now met is match with that of Harry.

“Ohhh goo ... god ... please ... please ... it’s too big Master ... for cock sake take it out” pleaded Caroline under the amused eyes of the gloating Vicky and Mandy, even though nervously aware they’d certainly very soon be subjected to the same treatment from Harry.

Much more so Mandy Hill, who unlike Vicky Preston, had yet in her own short career had her Anal ring broken. So despite her dislike of Caroline Dixon, Mandy was looking on in horror at the Anal violation of the screaming young blonde beauty, currently earring Caroline slaps on her buttock cheeks whilst being told by Harry.

“Hell ... scream all you want bitch ... your Gran and your Mom have both learned how to take it and gotta you gotta learn to take it as well” chided Harry before slamming every millimetre of that massive cock deep inside the sobbing pleading Caroline’s rectum, until with a huge gasp Harry was again filling the sobbing Caroline with his hot semen...

Whether it be through their terror of Harry, after his first visit to the home of Vicky Preston, the idea of Caroline to completely dominate and humiliate her Aunt Vicky along with young Mandy Hill, succeeded beyond Carolines wildest expectations.

Especially when Vicky one morning made the cardinal error of calling her niece a ‘crazy bitch’ after one particularly harsh over the knee spanking from her niece culminating in two of Caroline’s fingers thrust painfully deep into Vicky’s Anus.

Crazy Bitch am I Auntie Vicky? “ growled Caroline, then grabbing a fistful of her long black hair, the terrified Vicky found herself dragged on her naked back from her bedroom and downstairs into the large ‘BDSM Cellar’ first constructed by Peter Harris.

Minutes later, Vicky’s wrists and arms were secured to the wide spreader bar hanging from the beam above her head and her equally spead legs and ankles to another thick metal bar, leaving the helpless and now gagged Vicky on tiptoe, open and vulnerable whilst wondering what was in store for her when awaiting the return of Caroline, who’d slipped of the room before returning with the ever interested Duke in tow. Then the unfortunate Mandy entered the Bdsm room,

“What the hells going on now? Exlamied Mandy, when spotting the helpless VIcky Preston, with the slavering Duke only inches away from Vicky’s exposed cunt lips, obediently awaiting the instructons of Caroline and to whom, the presense and words of Mandy Hill were a red rag to a bull and who the lost no time in overpowering the protesting teenager. Then grabbing some white rope, Caroline very soon had a naked and gagged Mandy Hill lying hogtied upon the floor, her wrists tied at her back with ankles and wrists secured tightly together. “Okay Duke ... now clean the bitch “ Caroline gave Duke one of his regular instructions and the huge dog lost no time in using his tongue to lick every available area of the terrified Mandys body, which hogtied as she was, left very few parts of Mandy’s naked body left untouched by Dukes huge tongue.

Then Caroline turned her attentions toward Vicky, gazing down in horrified fascination at the huge tongue of Duke pushing its way into every nook and cranny of the tearful Mandys naked body, before from behing Vicky, the first blow of Carolines whip landed across her soft buttocks, the first of many such blows landing upon the tearful Vicky’s buttocks, back, breasts and thighs, before eventually Caroline was telling Vicky. “You ever talk to me that way again bitch and youll spend a month in Dukes kennel, not just the night your getting tħis time ... which youll have to thank me for! “...

After that event, over the following weeks Vicky and Mandy became totally subservient toward not only Vicky’s niece Caroline, but also the huge scary and frightening dog Duke, trained by Caroline to ensure both Vicky and young Mandy Hill obeyed her own and Dukes every barked instruction, as in where to sit, to lay, when to get up, to dress or to undress. Tasks Vicky now carried out without complaint.

For despite all Vicky had endured during these past four years, from the sexual and mental abuse from her nephew Dan ownward, nothing could compare to the terrifying growled and barked instructions of Duke, all too often earning Vicky and Mandy a nip in the buttocks and thighs from Dukes large teeth if not immediately obeyed, followed by his huge tongue lapping away at an area of their bodies Duke’s tongue could reach.

And so along with the horrors of being under the instruction of the whip weilding Caroline Dixon, both women were always fearful of having to spend the night with Duke in his kennel, where they soon learned how to satisfy Duke’s enormous desires with their mouths, or having him biting them.

With Caroline being as lazy as she was, it was Vicky and Mandy who were tasked by Caroline with ensuring Duke was fed and received all the exercise he needed twice a day,

Even during these occassions, it was the huge dog very much in charge, going where he wished and doing as he wished, which often meant Duke enjoying himself with his tongue beneath the short lightweight skirts both Vicky and Mandy were forced to wear by Caroline when escorting Duke on his walks outside of the house gardens.

Unfortunately for Vicky and Mandy, with the arrival of Harry, there to be no restbite from Duke, when having carefully broached the subject with Harry upon his first visit, Vicky was stunned to hear the big man telling her.

“consider yourselves fortunate you aren’t getting daily beatings from a thug like the boy Stuart Hall I replaced, and when I’m not around, as Duke is the only male in the house, he’s in charge and can do whatever he wants with you!” Laughed Harry in reply to Vicky’s pleading, for Harry had one eye on persuading Charles to allow him to take over the HuCow SlaveDog shows, leaving Caroline with a huge beaming smile when Harry added.

“After Duke its this bitch here in charge of you two” leaving Caroline, although with a Anus still on fire, happy she could continue using Duke to train and subjugate her Aunt Vicky and Mandy Hall.

“And oh yeah, like I’ve told all the other bitches, you’ll be paying big time if I find one single penny of punters money missing, begining with spending a couple of days and night naked in the kennel with Duke!

Leaving the very worried Vicky thinking her niece Caroline was more than vindictive enough to falsify the account books just to ensure she would be spending those two nights naked with Duke in his kennel.

These Fears of Vicky and Mandy were enough to ensure they complied with and obeyed every instruction given them by Caroline Dixon, who despite her humiliation at the hands and huge cock of Harry, very resumed her dominance over Vicky and Mandy to the extent Caroline had by now taken over Vicky’s bedroom and having Vicky and Mandy sharing ‘her’ bed and en suite bathroom on differing nights, with either Vicky or Mandy acting as Caroline’s ‘servant’ by bringing meals and drinks to Caroline Dixon

All of which left Vicky pinning for those days and nights when young Trevor Hill not only shared her bed, but along with his sister Mandy, become Vicky’s adored skillful lover during that time, until the time she’d been discovered in bed with Trevor by Stuart Hall...

Chapter Two

The Cuckold

Charles Smith had by now become very much the master of all he surveyed in the porn fetish business, of which he was now it’s undisputed boss. So much so Charles had by now found time to relax a little when enjoying not only some of the fruits of his ‘Labours’, but indulge himself by having a little fun along the way.

And Today it was the turn of Paul Harris for Charles to have a little fun with, the husband of Sylvia whom Charles Smith had pretty much stolen from Paul when fooling her husband into believing that for a hefty fee, Charles would kidnap and ‘retrain’ his wife and then return Sylvia to Paul as a perfect and permanently obedient wife.

Although that was a promise Charles Smith hadn’t the slightest intention of keeping when Charles had always wanted and planned to keep the intelligent busty mature Sylvia as a prize of his own.

Eventually, despite his shock and huge sense of loss, Paul realised he’d no option but agree to what Charles Smith saw as his ‘fair offer’, that of Charles allowing Sylvia, now fully trained in obedience by the fearsome Olga, to spend three nights a week with her distraught Husband and son John...