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Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 01

By: rmangm



If you asked me yesterday, I would not have called him my favorite uncle or even have said that we were close.

Today? I miss that crazy old bastard dearly and love him with all my heart. What changed? He died, in a car crash with another guy who worked for him. They had been out drinking and driving drunk and had crashed into a telephone pole, killing both instantly.

I learned all this as I was sitting in a Forward Operating Base in Afghanistan. After I had gotten out of the military I had become one of those private military contractors probably not one of my best decisions in life but at least it paid well. Not the way that you want to end your day when you still have 2 months left in country of a 12 month tour.

I don't know why he did it, maybe it was that summer that I spent out there taking care of him when he fell off his roof a few years ago. Maybe, it was because i was the only one in the family who cared about the old loon. You see, he really wasn't my uncle. Well he had married into the family and then his wife died leaving him with a nice sized fortune. Not saying that my family was racist, but we are black, he was white. That didn't matter to Aunt Ellen though, she loved him all the same. If it didn't matter to her, it never mattered to me either.

I thought he was fun and visited him every now and then. Uncle Ed loved to piss off everyone in our family and it is true that he was an old dirty bastard. Even more crazy is that we were all the family that he had. No one left on his side. 

I guess that you had to understand his sense of humor...or just accept that he couldn't be understood. Maybe that is why he bought that ranch out in the middle of nowhere. It was in one of the Carolina's, never could remember which one. And ranch is being extremely nice about it, it was really just a huge house, barn that was falling apart, and about 30 acres of just plain wild land. To be honest, I couldn't remember what he owned or where he worked until his lawyer emailed me a few days later. Uncle Ed's last act of pissing off the family. What he did was he left the entire operation to me, and this guy was loaded.

WTF? Damn uncle. So here I sit the new owner of 30 acres of land on which appear to be 4 structures and one of the properties is being rented by a family of three. He also owns the shop which is rather large and is the main source of income for most of the town, they make some kind of specialized aircraft parts. Talking back and forth with the lawyer I come to find out that a family of three is living in one of two trailers. The other is uninhabited. What was Uncle Ed trying to do start a damn trailer park? Well this actually does solve a problem. When I deployed over here I sold everything. So when I come home now I guess I have somewhere to live.

I tell the lawyer to handle things till i get back. I send flowers to the grieving wife, call and email the plant managers and tell them in no uncertain terms that while I own the plant, they run it, its their jobs on the line. If the plant becomes unprofitable I will shut it down.

It gets better or worse depending on your point of view, the family of three is actually the wife and two daughters of the man that uncle Ed died with in the crash. This wife didn't work and is now scrambling to find a job, which in this economy are extremely scarce. I put it to the back of my head and just try to make it through the next 2 months alive.

With 2 weeks left in country I am making preparations to go home. The wife, Sara, has been unable to make rent or even get a job, and the lawyer is getting pissed off because he is not a realtor and doesn't want to get stuck in the middle of this mess, it seems the younger daughter is handling affairs for some reason. I tell him to not worry about it and will be there in 6 weeks. After a successful mission and debrief I drive up to see just what kind of mess I have inherited. 

I get to town at night and just check into a local hotel. The next morning I wander over to the lawyers office and surprise him. After he catches himself he gets the papers for me sign, gives me some keys, a sealed envelope and just like that its all mine. I follow him over to the plant for the first of many days of briefings on plant operations and just what they do there and how they do it. 

At about noon my head is about to explode and I call it for the day and wander back to my office. Uncle Ed was weirder than weird, someone had told me that the reason the door to the office was so massive because Ed had wanted the office to be sound proof. Really? What the fuck? Who does shit like that? Crazies like uncle Ed that's who. Inside there is a leather couch on one side and on the other is a desk for my assistant, Chyna, or something like that I think. My desk is centered on the windows with the magnificent view. While I am checking my email I chat her up and am shocked to learn that she not only works here but lives at the factory as well. It seems that is a requirement that Ed had levied on her. Looking through her file, Ed's private file, I find it is one of many including a very risqué dress code. As an aside uncle Ed kept a weird assortment of personal sometimes highly incriminating files. I tell myself to look in her general HR file tomorrow. She offers to show me the residence. Curiosity gets the better of me and then we are headed up a back private stairwell to an apartment with view more amazing than my own of the adjacent valley. 

I suddenly realize I am alone with this very beautiful, sexy little girl. Early 20's, thin athletic frame, soft brown skin, shoulder length black hair, very very short skirt, long sexy tanned legs, nice DD cup breasts. Sexy and seems very submissive to, really my type but I was still to much in a state of shock to take advantage of the situation. And here we are in her private apartment with her still flirting and being extremely suggestive. It is obvious that she was uncle's personal slut but I wasn't ready to go there quite yet. I expected uncle to have a mistress or two, but there was something going on that I had not figured out yet, I mean yeah guys have mistresses, but who keeps them at work and makes them live there? I somehow make my escape and head over to my new residence. En route there I notice the envelope and open it up. Inside is a very cryptic handwritten note from Uncle Ed, telling me that I took care of him now he is going to take care of me if i can take care of his property and land. Typical uncle Ed, as cryptic as possible what did property and land mean? 

The front of the residence is exactly as I remember it. I drive up and park in the front of the house and remember sitting out on the porch with my uncle. The note did answer one question, "I took care of him", that phrase I guess that summer really meant a lot to the old guy. I was just trying to be family to someone who had none. 

I can hear the stereo from outside, odd I think. When I get to the front door I find it unlocked, and ease my way in. MTV or something is playing, the house is cool...ac is clearly working along with the water and power, and I can smell... is that popcorn ....?

"What the hell is going on, someone having a party," I think to myself?

As I ease around the corner to the family room I see her. She must be one of the daughters from the trailer, watching TV on uncle Eds massive television and surround sound. Shaking her ass and singing was so damn inviting. Damn, the lawyer told me that the girls were 17 and 21, I hope that this is the legal one. Long blonde hair down to her ass, and a lovely ass at that. Maybe 5'6 with long sexy legs, tiny waist, bronzed skin. From behind she was amazing. Tight wife beater T-shirt, short cut-off jeans. 

Damn I wanted to give her a rough and violent spanking. White trailer trash slut. Not to thin, not to thick, just the right amount of cushion in all the right places. I quickly surveyed the room. Food wrappers and beer bottles everywhere. If she was going to use the house, the least the bitch could do would be to clean up a little. The place was trashed. Uncle Ed I didn't really expect to clean either but someone had to.

She was going to shit herself when she turned around and saw a 6'6 240 pound black man staring at her. When I got done staring I started knocking on the wall and the bitch damn near jumped out of her skin and damn were those breasts amazing when she did. Bouncy and huge, they had to be implants. Damn I need to get me a woman. Face somewhere between a bimbo and a devil that scream I was made for fucking. 

"What the hell, you scared the crap out of me? Who the fuck are you?" She burst out with a look of shock and terror on her face.

"Relax, I think I am the new owner of all this."

"You aren't supposed to be here for another 2 months!"

"How about you turn it down then we don't have to yell! Better. See that picture over there," I say pointing to a picture of me and Ed on the mantle. "Look familiar?"

"You're not supposed to be here for another 2 months!!"

I laughed and picked up one of the beers. "What is your name sweetheart?"

"Chloe, your Mike right?"

"Yeah, are you the older or younger daughter?"

"I guess I would be the younger." But that question clearly took her by surprise, why?

"How tall would you be Chloe?" I shrugged.

"5'7, Hey!!! Where are you going?"

"Hmph....Looking around my house! Come along if you want to, or keep watching tv. Whatever." I yell over my shoulder as I walk away. If I stayed there and continued to stare at those huge breasts I was going to commit a crime. A few of them. 

She followed me as I wandered the house, flirting with me all the way, I remembered what the lawyer said about a younger daughter running things, but didn't even bring it up. Just didn't feel right. Not only was she using the TV, stereo and kitchen, but what I assumed was her stuff was scattered about. Including quite a lot of it in the master bedroom. Damn teenagers.

The thought came to me that she probably didn't know that I was straight out of a combat zone and had not been with a woman for over a year. "Calm yourself Mike, there will be time for that later, learn your new environment first." It took a bit of effort but eventually I get her leave. It was almost like she didn't know where to go. "Tell your mom to stop by so we can figure out the rent," I called as she was leaving.

Upon saying this there was an immediate change in her. So I called her back to the porch and found that mom still couldn't find a job. I didn't know what that change was, at first I thought it was desperation, ideas instantly started forming in my head, but I shook them out and found out that she had just graduated from high school had just turned 19(damn lawyers) and was looking for work herself. Yeah working real hard on that one sitting here in uncles house watching tv and drinking his booze but I didn't let that one out either. I guessed that every single word out of her mouth was an outright lie. Mysteries are really beginning to pile up around here.

It had been a immensely busy day so I offered to walk her home hoping she would decline, which she did, so I sent her on her way but not before telling her to come back with her mom and giving her a very deliberate and methodical eye fucking which she did not miss and clearly made her uncomfortable. I was as horny as fuck, we were a both a bit intoxicated, she was as hot as hell, clearly uncomfortable and a fine layer of sweat had begun to form on her face and chest. I reached out to her and took her cheek in my hand and pulled her close and took a long deep kiss which she almost returned. Almost. 

But did I really care? She was just a dumb blonde bitch, and in my book, white bitches are only good for one thing.I picked her up and threw her against the wall. Trapping her there and kissing her again, this time roughly exploring her body with my hands. Her body was so warm, her soft tanned skin was butter in my hands. When I started none to gently kneading her breasts in my hands she tried to push them away, I couldn't resist any more, I reared up on her, slapped her hard across the face, my inner predator had come out and I pulled her back into the house.

"Before we fuck, tell me how big are these things?" I asked as I patted her breasts.

"What makes you think I am going to fuck you," she panted as she tried to swat my hands away.

"Option A is you let me fuck you and we fuck. Option B is that you say no and I rape you. How big?"

"Go to h....," was all she got out before I slapped her so hard I knocked her over the couch. I then jumped over the couch and mounted her from behind, spanking that sexy ass into submission. I didn't deliver to much of a spanking as what my predator wanted, demanded to be fed was her ass in a different way. In no time I had reached under her, unbuttoned her jeans and yanked her shorts down her legs. As soon as I saw that bare sexy ass, I ripped her shorts the rest of the way off, the slut didn't even have on a thong or anything. I couldn't resist the urge to spank her bare ass some more.

"Blonde fucking whores," I yelled at her as I spanked her. "All you are good for is pleasuring men in whatever way we choose." She was screaming by now, begging.

The little slut knew what I wanted from her and wisely let me do as I pleased, removing the rest of her clothes and devouring her from head to toe. I noticed that she was not a natural blonde, as I pleasured myself. She knew just what to do and was also very skilled in pleasing me. Biting, licking, sucking, kissing every womanly part. My hands found their way between her legs and found her soaking wet. Without hesitating I slammed into her with everything I had, this wasn't about our mutual enjoyment. 

This was about that dumb office slut Chyna, Ed dieing on me, Chloes' sexy seductive ass, Afghanistan, a years worth of getting shot at in dumps and dirty, dusty hell holes. I flipped her over and without caring about her one bit lined up with her asshole and started pushing in. She screamed and fought at first but was no match for my size, my anger or my hatred. What started as rough sex had quickly evolved for me into the delivery of a brutal anal rape. Between my dick splitting open her ass, one hand pulling her hair and the other choking her, she was in no position to resist and I rode her until I came in her.

What happened next was completely unexpected, but as soon as I rose off of her she got to her knees, turned around and took me into her mouth and cleaned me off. This little slut had thoroughly enjoyed what just happened. She stumbled back and I saw my opportunity, I used that long mane of hair as a leash and dragged her bent over by the hair to the shower. "Now I asked you a question, an answer will get you a shower, attitude will get you a whipping. How big slut?" To emphasize the point she got slapped across the face again.

"36FF, please.... please"

"These shits are far from real," I said as fondled and squeezed her breasts. "How many surgeries?"

"please...," she started as I slapped her again, harder this time. "please let me suck you .... "

I had to laugh at her persistence, "How many surgeries slut?"

"3," she said as she dropped to her knees.

She got the picture quickly and started to perform again. Through her very adept touching and oral ministrations I was hard again in the shower in no time and proceeded to give her the hard fucking that she so eagerly wanted. This time went much more slowly and with the anger gone, or at least heavily sated I was able to enjoy her more and bring about a greater level of enjoyment to her. But at 19 this little slut was absolutely magnificent. When I finally came in her again, I fed her my dick for cleaning again. When she was done, all I said was that it was past time for her to go, and she quickly gathered her things and left. I watched her walk into the distance, both because it was such a nice sight to see that she was definitely walking funny, and because I was just zoning out after a long long day. Between her and Chyna this little corner of the countryside was definitely a huge step up.

Looking around, the place was a royal mess. That was uncle ed, nothing changed, he hated to clean. Huge house though, 2 floors plus that basement that I wonder if he ever finished. 5 bedrooms, 3.5 bathrooms, its going to take me forever to clean this place up. But in the back of my mind I already knew that Sara and her girls were going to clean it. I wander throughout the house looking at what was new and what I had inherited. Something felt strange. Not bad, just different and I couldn't put my hand on it. I shrugged it off to exhaustion and just finally went to bed. Looking out the window, it looks like he put some work into the barn, its not going to fall over anytime soon at least. 

The next day I had more meetings with managers and accounting. By lunch I am ready to go insane and head to my office where Chyna awaits. I sit at my desk and invite her over. When I sense that she is near I ask her what her primary purpose here is?

"Um sir? I am your assistant," she smiles and giggles playfully at me.

"What functions do you perform here," I ask more forcefully.

Suddenly more uncomfortable she begins to move around and starts telling me that she gets me stuff like gets food, papers, files.... She stops talking when I start laughing at her. 

"No no, not how are you trying to reinvent yourself since Ed died. What's you job here Chyna? Let me help you, stop me if I get some detail wrong. You are the personal sex toy of the CEO, aka, me. And anyone I tell you to serve". While I am saying all this I am also watching her. Watching the transformation. I was wondering if she really wanted to transform. Her HR file the official one, showed her as being hired on her 18th birthday, fired the next day, then rehired the next day as a volunteer. But she had a special expense account. She didn't abuse it but she definitely used it. I now suspected that she served Ed long before she was legally allowed to.

The look in her eyes was the only confirmation that I needed. "Look sweetie, go upstairs and make me a turkey club sandwich. If you do wish to have an honest job then serve it to me dressed in something a bit more conservative. If not, nude and those five inch heels you have on. But I do want you to choose." While I am saying this I can't resist the urge to slip my hand up her skirt and am not the least bit surprised to find that she is not wearing panties.

She starts to say something but I quickly shut that down, "Look you pathetic bitch make a choice, now go get my fucking food." I slapped her ass to emphasize the point.

The hurt look in her eyes almost makes me feel bad, but I am hoping that she comes down here fully dressed, which she does about 10 minutes later. Nice sun dress, low heels, a little conservative, a little naughty. In reflection it is probably the longest dress she had. She also had taken the time to put her hair up into a bun. It makes no difference though she hands me the sandwich and goes back to her desk. The club was OK, but really my attention was focused on her. I had no intention of helping her go legit, I just wanted to give her hope and then crush her. Today I would be staying late. I finish my lunch and head out to my next meeting when I stop and tell her that I think her hair is more sexy down, as I am saying this I am taking it out of its bun. She doesn't issue any complaints or say anything the whole time I have my hands on her. I give her a few trivial and a few not so trivial tasks to be completed by the time I returned. The type of stuff I knew she couldn't do. 

It is my an unending joy to take the innocence of little dumb naive girls and completely destroy them. Little did I know that this one had her innocence taken long ago.


Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 01



I give accounting another four hours to fry my brain before I return to the office. Ever present Chyna is there still pretending to work. She says something to me and I ignore her for the moment. Ten minutes later I snap my fingers and ask her why she isn't done. She starts apologizing when I stand and walk over to her. As I approach her she quickly stands and looks down. I move to unbutton the front of her dress exposing her breast very very generously, while she does nothing to stop me. This close to her I can hear her rapid breath. When I have her properly exposed I prompt, "as you were saying?"

"Sir...", she quickly loses the will to speak as my fingers trace their way down from her cheek to between her breasts.

"You are not wearing a bra slut. I thought I told you to dress conservatively or nothing. What did you not understand?"

Silence.

As I reached deeper into her dress to rub her breasts I ask, "D's or doubles?"

"D's Sir" She didn't even flinch when I reached in to rub and touch on her. I spent my time rubbing and squeezing her breasts. These weren't fake, they felt softer, more pliable. She stood quietly while I played. They felt heavenly.

I was still teasing and playing with her nipples when I asked, "5'8, 5'10?" 

"5'9 sir."

"I like that, with heels on you are a nice height. Make sure to always have a pair on. Did you at least finish you work?"

"No sir," I can see the tears forming, this is normally the point when I know they will eventually break, but something is wrong here.

"Miss Chyna, you haven't got any of it done have you?"

"Sir, I... I'm sorry. Sir I'm not done I.... Sir I don't know, i don't know how to do anything else..."

Honestly, I hate to dance ... "How long were you my uncles whore?"

"Please don't make me say Sir. Sir, my Master controlled my whole family," this phrase would continue to bug me for the next two days.

"Why do you exist Chyna?"

"To serve my Master," she stated simply.

Oh. I was so damn slow to catch on, but figured it out the second time she said "Master", "And who would that be?"

She actually thought about it for a minute before coming up with, "I know no other life other than serving my Master. My Master, your uncle, I never imagined being without him, but I was his property to do with as he wished. He was my Master and I was his nigger whore. I was his property and you are his heir. Master controlled my body, mind and soul. He tied my tubes to prevent me from ever giving birth, he arranged for a personal trainer to tone my body in the form that pleased him, he had me sleep with most of his top managers and used me as a gift for clients he was trying to win over. He installed me here, I haven't left this building in over 6 months. My purpose is to provide him anything he wants whenever he wants it, my mission is to be the perfect bimbo whore" as she was saying this she walked up to me and knelt at my feet. "My Master entrusted you with all his worldly possessions. And he possessed me. So therefore I am now your property to do with as you wish. Everyone knew that an heir was coming to take control. I waited for you every day at my position. Now that you are here, I beg of you to let me serve you as I served your uncle before you." 

Not at all what I had expected. I didn't say anything for a very long time, just leaned against the desk with her at my feet on her knees. 

"I...," I started then stopped. I knew of many who wanted to be her, but she seemed like a genuine slave. "Stand, and strip for me." Without hesitation she rose and slipped out of the dress. She wore nothing underneath it. I wondered, if that had been the case when she came downstairs at lunch. I had expected, was looking forward to using, abusing and tossing her out. I was unprepared for this turn of events. For this girl who wanted nothing more than to serve a Master. I tried to stall by pretending to inspect her, then I saw her branding. Cleverly disguised as a tramp stamp, but brand none the less. That sparked another thought and after checking she sure enough had a barcode on the back of her neck. When in doubt honesty always works well. So I simply told her that I wasn't expecting this level of submission but was very very pleased and impressed by it. I would be retaining her services, and she would stay here for the moment as she had for uncle Ed.

That afternoon I took her up to her apartment and made claim to her. Over the next two days I slowly made a space for Chyna. She immediately halted trying to be an office assistant and naturally went back to being the office fuck toy. I wasn't loaning her out quite yet, that really wasn't my style. But I made her comfortable in her slavery by giving her tasks that she was capable of performing and assumed stricter control of her style of dress. She took to her new tasks (or old depending on how you looked at it I guess) and task master quite gracefully. With everyone in the office still trying to drive me insane, Chyna quickly became my stress relief. In addition to everything else he did, Ed had trained her as a very effective masseuse, had sent her to culinary school and of course she was sexually very adept as well. 

There were countless meetings over those two days and I still had not seen Sara, or Chloe for that matter. So after work and after enjoying Chyna's body, I wandered over to find these trailers. The lawyer had to tell me where they were because Ed had put them in since I was last here. Nicely placed though, just a short distance from one of the streams that ran through the property down in a valley. And totally isolated from line of sight to the road in a small valley. Interesting. After a short hike down there I find myself knocking on the first one that looks uninhabited and sure enough no answer. I let myself in and become almost exasperated. The mystery of this place grows day by day. This trailer is actually a kennel, but damn are these cages big. Also the same hooks that are semi-randomly scattered around the house are here to. To top it off are some extremely stout tables. Even stranger is the complete absence of any dogs anywhere on the property even though this kennel is well stocked with dog food, leashes and collars. The kennel was also absolutely spotless.

Hiking to the next one I saw Chloe sitting outside looking sexy as ever in a super short skirt. We struck up a short but somewhat stilted conversation about why I had not seen her when her mother walked out and I was greeted by a blast of hot air from inside the trailer. No wonder Chloe was outside, no wonder she was at Ed's place so much. Chloe was white, blond hair blue eyes, but mom was black, mixed, but clearly black. What the hell I thought to myself.

At 35 Sara was damn hot in the way only black women can be. She immediately started to make excuses and promises. So I got straight to the point as well. The house was a mess and I needed help because I surely wasn't going to clean a mess I didn't make by myself. So since she didn't have a job she and Chloe were to be there at 7. 

While Chloe was flirty and lets be honest here - outright sexy, Sara was very... submissive? Odd almost. Still hadn't met the other daughter. At this point I made no assumptions about what she might look like. 

I didn't stick around to make chit chat. I made sure she understood to be at the house at 7, not be late, and made my way home.

At 7:00pm on the dot as requested Sara showed up wearing a long-sleeve button down shirt showing a nice amount of cleavage, flip-flops and I assumed shorts and got to work. When I inquired about Chloe, Sara forgot how to talk and mumbled something. I let it go as she was here, and well I had been rather rough with Chloe when we met. I mostly let her be, but admired her from afar. Sara was gorgeous 5'5 maybe, sexy legs, busty up top? It was hard to tell with that shirt on. Beautiful face though, nice short hair. 

As I was watching her I realized that she ... she knew where everything was, where it was and where it went. She never once came to me and asked where to find anything. She at one point came up to me and requested to know if I wanted her to clean the basement. This surprised me because last time I was here the basement was unfinished. It also reinforced the notion that she had been here before because she knew there was a basement. The thing is, that she didn't ask about any other room. I pressed and found out that she was not allowed down there without ... Ed. She was highly uncomfortable saying his name, she almost said something else that started with a "M".

I set her to work in the library and then had to find out what Crazy Ed had been doing in the basement that required Sara to have an escort. As soon as I got down there everything all of a sudden made sense. The sealed note, me the only beneficiary, the girls, Chyna living at the factory, the strange hooks and rings in the walls and ceilings and this. This basement that he turned into a dungeon.

Back upstairs, into the library where I ask her to join me in the family room. Our eyes meet and more is made clear. Now I see it in her eyes. "Strip," I say simply. What I didn't realize is that the shirt was the only thing that she was wearing. She is even more magnificent nude, if Chyna had D's Sara had DD's or better. Tiny thin waist, but a huge sexy fat ass. "Down," I say and she drops to her knees. I sat on the couch and said "we are going to have a very open conversation and that you are to stop and correct me if I get anything wrong".

"You are or were Uncle Ed's slave. Your first child was from the father that died in the car crash, Uncle Ed impregnated you with the second, Chloe. Your husband, whatever he was when you married him, after Uncle got a hold of you, he was a cuck wasn't he?"

You barely nod your head then say, "I hosted Chloe."

"Hosted?"

"Yes sir, Masters seed and someone elses egg."

"Who is 'someone'?"

"I don't know, doctors were brought in, I had the operation, then a baby was growing inside of me."

My head almost exploded but I tried to keep moving. I get up and get the letter from the sealed envelope, hand it to you and tell you to read it.

"You lost both your husband and Master on the same night," it was a meant as a statement and not a question.

"I lost my husband years ago....," she replies, and to my detriment I ignored it because it was something else that I didn't understand.

"Question: Clearly Ed was fucking you, was he also fucking Chloe?" Another small nod. "How old is she now," you answer a very whispered 19. "And how long has Ed been training her," my only answer is more tears, I suspect the worst and leave it alone.

"What is your other daughters name?"

"Chyna, she is 20 this year, but I haven't seen her since her 18th birthday. My Master took her and whored her out to anyone if it even moderately benefited him."

"What? Wait a minute, that is your oldest? Stand up again. Turn around slowly." Now I saw the resemblance in her face. I thought out loud as I got up and inspected her closer. "You are close in height, Chyna is a bit taller though. Chyna's also thinner. Same big breasts though, Chyna's ass is tighter, that's to be expected, as she hasn't had two kids. Still yours is nothing to laugh at. A little flabby, a little fatter but just as spankable." 

I not so gently patted her ass just to let her know that I could, would and that it belonged to me now. I stood behind her and ran my hands up and down her waist to her shoulders and back. "Thin waist, very nice. I like that about the two of you. Thin waists, nice round asses and big sexy chests. Of course I prefer women of color to that white trailer trash slut daughter of yours." As I reached in front of her and fondled her breasts I let her know that I approved of those as well.

Walking around in front of her, I take the note out of your hand and ask her if she read it? She nods again, which I follow with a backhand so strong that it knocks her back. I ask her again if she read it and this time she answers quietly, "Yes Master."

"Better, back on your knees."

I inquire for more about Chyna. When they moved here Uncle Ed in all his craziness decided that the factory needed a slut as a incentive program and Chyna fit the bill. He hired her at a young age as an "office assistant" and if rumors are to be believed, he shared her with anyone for almost any reason.

Damn Ed. I didn't ask because I really did not want to know what age "young age" meant.

But I did want more, the whole story from birth. Where are you from, how did you end up here. Everything. If crazy uncle Ed was running the show I know that there is a lot more going on.

What follows is a long, interesting and demented story. The highlights are that the she had had Chyna young, very young - 13. After both parents threw them out. His family disgraced that he liked a black girl, her family disgraced that she had gotten knocked up by a white boy. Her boyfriend then became her husband and they both moved into a trailer. Jim, the husband, worked in the machining room and Sara worked as a secretary in a factory a couple of towns over. 

Three years later my uncle bought the company and must have liked what he saw because he had the husband promoted and transferred here. At an annual party Sara had a little to much to drink and started flirting and teasing my Uncle. She hadn't known that that day was the anniversary of his wife dying. It was obvious that if he hadn't snapped already, he did that night. Ed had gotten drunk, tied up Jim and made him watch as he raped his wife Sara. Jim never was allowed to put his dick in her again.

She recounted how when Ed finished with her he untied Jim, beat him, made him lick his dick clean and then eat Ed's cum out of Sara's cunt. This wasn't a singular event. Every time that Jim left town and returned Ed made it a point to personally pick him up and drop him off. And of course he made Jim watch him rape Sara and clean them up. When Sara stopped fighting it, Ed started doing her anally and then made Jim clean that up. When she stopped fighting that, Ed made Jim deliver Sara to him before he left town. Sara never knew when Jim was leaving town or returning. Ed just showed up on her doorstep with her husband in tow and then she knew it was time for her to perform. Or Jim took her for a ride to deliver her to Ed.

Like I said that old loon was a real bastard. When that got old, to make matters worse for her and better for himself he started sending Jim on frequent short trips out of town and just installed Sara his personal assistant. Which really just meant that she never left his office. The more she spoke the better I both understood and got some ideas of what Chyna was used for. Sara submitted to Ed's every whim, and that meant that she submitted to and pleased anyone Ed told her to please. We both knew she had no choice. Sara never said so but it was obvious to me that Jim was Ed's boy toy. 

A few years after Chyna was born Ed decided that he needed a child from Sara and Chloe was the result. After Chloe was born, Ed moved the entire family onto his land and fired Sara. She told me how Ed got a doctor to tie up Chyna early then snip Jim so that the bloodline would end there. I asked and as suspected Ed demanded that both girls be home schooled. I wondered to myself if what Ed really wanted was a boy. That would explain a lot.

"Chyna, Chyna, Chyna ... tell me about Chloe?"

"Master there is much I don't know"

"What? Why? What are you leaving out?"

"My Master would take Chloe for sometimes days, sometimes weeks, sometimes months at a time." How is this bitch so damn dumb? What did she think Ed was doing, reading fairy tells? But it is history, Ed is dead, I let it be.

Damn Ed, I seem to be thinking that a lot these days. WTF were you doing... You had to have known how much illegal shit you were doing. I never looked for a file on Chloe because she didn't work at the factory. Will def look tomorrow.

"I am missing a lot, you are leaving out a lot. Fill in the blanks. I got the history, and can completely believe it. Uncle Ed was a real bastard, that much is very obvious. You gave me the distant history, what is the recent history. Where did you live prior to your masters death?"

"When not in use I was kenneled."

Oh. Missed that one. I know that uncle Ed didn't look after her, "Who took care of you in Ed's absence?"

The shame on her face was clear, but it took a minute of silence for it to dawn on me that in addition to being her daughter, Ed had installed Chloe as her caretaker and Domme. "It was Chloe, wasn't it?"

"Yes Master," she whimpered.

"Chloe also kenneled Jim didn't she?"

"Yes Master."

"Did she ever see you as mom and dad?"

"No, Master never let her. I was never allowed to be her mother. I gave birth to her, raised her to some extent, but Master had complete control of her, of all of us."

"Do you know where Chloe lived recently?"

"Here with our Master."

"You mean here until I got here?"

"Yes Master."

Okay I think to myself, think it through. Chloe was the domme, Chyna house slave of the factory, parents were kenneled. "What was the trailer that you live in now used for?" 

"It was a rape house, Master."

"And Ed took both you and your husband there didn't he, explain to me why in the hell did you choose to live there? I have trouble imagining that Chloe would want to live there."

She shrugs then says simply, "it was comfortable there sir, my Master has been taking me and using me for so long that I know nothing else. And Chloe, she used us there as well. Master required it of her."

"Chloe has been pampered her whole life hasn't she?"

"Yes Master, Master Edward he, he ... called her his royal seed. From the time that she could stand, the rest of us knelt to her." I suspect that the kneeling was not a euphemism. 

"Did you refer to her as Mistress?"

"No Master, Master Edward wanted us to remember that we were serving our own daughter. So he had us call her simply Miss Chloe. We knelt before her and worship her."

Okay I thought to myself that shit is going to change immediately. "Hold up, why did yall stay here?"

"Master? I don't understand the question"

"Ed brutalized and raped you. He destroyed what little chance you had, and after his death you stuck around for another two months till I got here. Chyna I kind of understand, the degree and depth to which he broke her, I can see her not realizing that she can leave. But you, you're still here, why?"

"Where was I to go Master? The lawyer told us that there was an heir, and Chloe, like you said she has been pampered her whole life. She lived here for the two or so months until you got here, while she moved me from the kennel to the rape house where I was confined until you arrived to task me today."

Silence hung in the air, I was honestly just thinking when she added, "The night I lost my Master, Miss Chloe came to my cage, she was very drunk. She had collared me with a chain choker and made me crawl to the rape house where she raped and beat me over and over and over again. She was in an absolute rage, screaming, when she wasn't forcing herself on me she was beating me with whatever was nearby.

"The next morning, she told me what had happened. She told me that I was hers exclusively now. She told me ....", she stopped to compose herself then went on, "I wasn't able to go to Jim's funeral, because of the injuries I sustained that night. I don't even know if his people know that he is no longer with us. For the first two weeks after, she came to the house every morning to bring me water and my dog bowl. Then in the evenings she would come by to rape and beat me."

Why she so freely told me all this was a small mystery. Maybe she expected pity(honestly, it was kinda working), maybe she was just glad to finally tell someone, maybe...maybe Ed had just broken her that completely. Maybe she was just eager to have and serve a master again. 




Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 01



"I need a minute to think, so I am going to ramble a bit. You must have been in hell. Chyna has already pledged herself to me. I expect Chloe to do the same and will bring her here after I finish with you. Though Chloe is going to get a serious attitude adjustment. Your life if you decide to stay here is going to get a lot better, Chyna to. Chloe... I am going to need to adjust her and she is not going to enjoy it but it needs to be done. What I need from you is a choice. I am not going to blackmail and hold you against your will like Ed did. What I will do is set you up where ever you want to go. Or if you choose to stay I can find a place for you as well. Tonight I am going to have Chloe kennel you. Will you be ok in there by yourself?"

"Yyyy..., Yes Master," she whispered. As I was thinking of what to do next, she whispered a slight bit more loudly, "Master, I want to stay here with you." 

"You sure about that," I asked somewhat sarcastically.

"You are a good kind master."

"And how can you tell, we have only known each other for what 3ish hours?"

"I can tell, if we are having an open conversation, can I be open?"

"Of course...."

"Okay, stop me if I get anything wrong," she mimicked with a sly grin. "You knew how and enjoyed dominating women long before you came here. You are somewhat surprised, but not really, that your uncle kept slaves. You believe women are to serve their men as their masters. And you think I am some sort of monster for letting Master do as he wished with Chloe, but you are still thinking of her as my daughter, when she is most definitely not."

I nodded my head at that.

"You are not a sadist, Oh I know that you will deliver discipline if you have to but you won't enjoy it. There is a monster in there somewhere, but it is not a danger to me or Chyna. Unless we displease you somehow...Chloe on the other hand has reason to worry."

Silence.

"Because you either really don't like blonde white girls or you really like being rough with them. I saw what you did to Chloe, and I saw how you enjoyed it. You and I are about the same age, I am a little younger. You have been forcing women to submit probably from the time you started dating. While I have been forced to submit my entire life."

The silence stuck around for almost minutes before I prompted, "anything else?"

"No Master," she quietly whispered.

"How do you know I haven't been abusing your 'real' daughter Chyna?"

"You may have, probably have been having sex with her, but you haven't been raping her. While I was telling you my story, I saw the disgust on your face. My Master loved you like a brother. He talked about you all the time. You are the ONLY relative he ever talked about. You are on the same level as him, but you are not the same. I know this to be true. You can't tell me different."

I sighed and pondered what to do. Then I started brainstorming out loud again. "There being at least two sides to every store, you are still staying the night in the kennel but expect to be moved here to the house shortly. I will have little use for the kennel or rape house. You are done for today get dressed." 

Instead she crawled to me and says "Are you sure there is nothing else I can do for you tonight?"

"Are you saying that because you don't want to go or you want to do something else for me?"

"Both. I want to stay at your side, and I would very much like to, um do something, anything that you might want to do..."

As tempting as the offer was I had to decline, "Soon, but not tonight." I got up to walk to the door and Sara dutifully rose and followed. As an afterthought though I slide the shirt off of her shoulders and tell her that she does not need to wear clothes here.

As we are walking out back to the trailer, a moment of clarity hits me. Chloe is the sensual pleasure slave, got it. Chyna is the whore shared to the community ... Ed probably resented her, spoiled Chloe the more so for it and shared Chyna out as much as possible to degrade, humilate her. Jim filled Ed's bi-sexual cravings and his sadistic side. What role did Sara play? Was Sara just old news now that Ed had two young vixens to play with? That didn't fit in with Uncle Ed. As demented and crazy as he was, there was usually a reason for his madness. There was a reason that he kept her here. I was still missing a piece. And I wasn't going to get it from Sara, nor Chyna - she was to far removed. Jim was dead. That left Chloe to fill in the missing link.

Before walking her back I grab a few items from the basement. 

It's dark by the time we reach the trailer. Because of the late hour Chloe doesn't see us approach, doesn't realize that Sara is nude and surely doesn't realize her new life is about to begin.



Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 02



Walking down the hill this time I know where I am going and I lead Sara on a different approach to the trailers. Pretty much we arrive behind the rape house and surprise Chloe. She tries to hide it but I still notice the sharp intake of breath as she sees first her nude mother then me. "Chloe, please kennel Sara for the night."

She stares at me in what I presume to be shock for a moment before catching herself. "Shall I condition her cunt or ass first?"

"No that will not be needed and I am suspending that requirement for the time being. Let's go...". I say as I walk away towards the kennel. Soon enough I hear two sets of feet shuffling behind me. I get there first of course and am humored to look back and see Sara bent over at the waist with Chloe's hand in her hair leading her. 

When they get to the door and I stand back and watch the ritual with some amusement, some wonder. Some wonder at what is really going to change. 

First Chloe leads her mom in and released her hair, Sara holds her bent over position while Chloe goes to a cabinet behind her. She comes back with a butt plug with a tail attached to it. She grabs Sara's ass and with little effort slides it in and then slaps her mom's ass. Sara immediately dropped to her knees. Then Sara thanked Chloe for offering to provide her "useless cunt and ass with the proper conditioning". Sara started begging Chloe for something to eat, that didn't last long and ended abruptly when Chloe snapped her fingers. Sara immediately crawled into what I presume was her cage. Chloe turns to a shelf and takes a can of dog food and asks mom if this is what she wants to which Sara aka mom barks and shakes her ass/tail. 

So next Chloe reminds Sara that she only gets the "good stuff" after she pleases her "Queen" which she never even offered to do so she shouldn't get anything but will leave that up to her new Master and looks my direction. 

"Give the bitch something to eat and let's get out of here we have a lot to talk about," I try to say as nonchalantly as possible. Chloe takes 2 dog bowls fills one with water and the other will dry dog chow and slides both into Sara's cage. She then closes the door and locks it shut with a rather large lock. 

"Impressive. Slave Sara there appears to be much that you left out. And Chloe... Sexy little Chloe just what am I going to do with you. *sigh* Strip."

She actually seemed to think about it before coming up with "um how about we do this outside, okay? Away from .... that ...?"

"How about ... You strip for me?" I said as I approached her and roughly ran my fingers through her hair.

Clearly shaken by this new turn of events she whispered "My king never made me ... He never used me in front of ... This thing here.". She said as she tapped Sara's cage. She drew up in close to me rubbing her hot little body against me. "Daddy, let's just go home and your new princess can take care of you," she says while pouting at me.

I walked away from her and go to my bag sitting on the table. "I brought all this stuff for you. I figured you have never experienced any of it. Come look, where do you want to start?" Her nervousness is clear as she walks up and uses a single finger to pry the bag open and she visibly shudders when she sees the assortment of restraints, paddles, mini-canes, and whips.

I am waiting for it and when she looks up I am ready to viciously deliver one very strong slap across her face, which sends her back against the wall. Without giving her time to recover I grab her by the back of her head and none to gently bend her over and slam her head into the table. I bend over her and whisper into her ear, "Even a queen must obey her king, do so or I will show both you and slave Sara how different you really are." Backing away to let her make her choice, she wisely starts to strip, but stops at panties. 

"I said strip bitch!" And yes I enjoyed every minute of this. Shakily she complies and stands before me much more fearful than ever. She is very very beautiful as I saw before when I had her that first day. Sad though, Uncle Ed just ruined her. Maybe she was perfect for him, now she is just a spoiled brat.

Something is speaking to me, something...I walk up to her and start rubbing her face, her cheek with the palm of my hand, "Chloe, why do you exist?"

"What? Seriously? Really?"

That flippant answer earned her another very hard slap across the face. "Why do you.... ", then it hit me. Uncle Ed, crazy as a loon, but always planning always calculating. Chloe was brought into this world to serve him. And it was planned. I let her go then head towards Sara's cage.

"Sara, you said that Ed moved you here when again?"

"When Miss Chloe was born Master."

"When she was born or put inside of you?" Silence, then shaking, "Relax you aren't in trouble, but I need to know when this happened."

"He moved us here when he decided to use me as a host."

"And he bred you here? Trailers or house?"

"He kept me in the house while I was pregnant."

I let that simmer for a second, "And the girls were home schooled correct?"

"Yes Master, Chyna went to public schools for a small bit, then home schooled. Chloe never went anywhere else."

"Home schooling, trailers or the house?"

"The house Master, Master Edward brought tutors in to teach them"

"Where was Chloe born?" I asked her.

"Okay fuckers, I am standing right here. Hello?" Chloe interrupted.

In retrospect I did lose my temper quite a bit. It didn't help that I love to slap around blonde whores. I was so shocked she had the nerve to interrupt me and say that, I didn't respond for a second. But when I did, one hand grabbed her head the other started slapping her first open handed then backhanded. Between every word I hit her. She tried to resist, but really what could a 5'7, 19 year old spoiled brat do against someone who was 6'6 and 250 pounds solid?

"You," slap, "don't," slap "ever," slap "interrupt," slap "me," slap "again." Next my belt came off and I spanked her fine ass, beat her and yelled at her till she was on her knees crying, shaking, sobbing and then some. When I finally calmed down enough to go back to my line of questioning, I turned and savagely kicked Sara's cage. I unlocked it, opened it and asked again, "Where was this bitch born?"

"In the basement, Master." Sara was scared as well and did not want to be a recipient of my rage.

I reached in and dragged her out of the cage by her hair. "Did you ever go to a hospital for care, has she ever been to a hospital that you know of?" I was shaking with fear, with anticipation, with knowledge of what Uncle Ed had done.

"No Master, all prenatal care and delivery was done in the basement. Master Edward brought doctors here to do the delivery and care. No Master she has never been to a hospital that I know of." By this point Sara realized that the best way to stay on my good side was to give me full respectful answers.

Think, think how did he do this, "The doctors, they all were foreigners with heavy accents weren't they?"

Her surprise that I figured this out was evident but she answered in the affirmative anyways. 

"Its okay, he brought in foreign doctors who wouldn't know or want to make an official record of the birth, probably paid them in cash. No school records, no hospital records, I am betting no birth records either, this bitch simply doesn't exist. Look at me Sara." I gently lifted her chin and said again "Look at me. Very good job. You are not in trouble, not at all. In fact you just earned the right to remain here." That last statement brought a very grateful smile to her face. I took this time to reach around and slide the butt plug out of her ass.

I go to Chloe and pick her up by her hair and march her over to the table that my bag is on. She is quickly restrained and given a muzzle. "Big big mistake bitch, I bet the only people that know of your existence are me, Sara, Chyna and the lawyer. The lawyer wants to forget you and I am going to bet that neither Sara nor Chyna are very fond of you. You may be my cousin, but no one in our family knows of your existence. None of them liked Ed to begin with and none of them are going to want to put up with an uppity little white bitch who thinks that she is some kind of queen." I thought about tossing her in a cage but I drag her by her hair the same way that she led Sara. "Sara, follow!" I bark as I lead Chloe out the door and up toward the house.

Upon arriving at the house I take Chloe to the basement with Sara still obediently following along. I tie her face up to one of the many assorted tables, but not with rope, with a small linked chain. Then lock her in place. "Sara, you have never struck this child have you?"

"No Master."

"Go to the dresser over there and take your pick. Just one though." The concept of hitting Chloe is so foreign to her that she was stunned by this request. "Sara, if you don't I will, then I will repeat the process on you." The words didn't really make sense but all I needed to do was give Sara a swat on the ass to make her go choose an implement. I finished tying Chloe down, arms straight out, legs wide open and turned around to find Sara standing there with a four foot long rattan cane. Where Chloe had been whimpering and begging all the way from the kennel, she was now breathing very deeply, as nervous as hell.

"Dear naughty sexy Chloe, you never imagined this was going to happen after I raped your ass a few days ago did you? Of course not, you thought of us, me and you as equals. Are we equals Chloe?"

Silence.

Still staring at Chloe, "Are we equals Sara, you and I?"

"No Master, you are my Master and I am your slave."

"Do you remember your sweet sister Chyna?"

Silence, but I saw the recognition in her eyes. "Let me tell you how my day went, I got to work, and took her pussy when I bent her over my desk. Oh, she doesn't wear clothes anymore, just jewelry and/or high heel shoes. Meetings, then more meetings, then lunch where Chyna this time relieved me with her mouth. All I had to do was tell her to go to work and she unzipped my pants, took me into her mouth, sucked me off, then put my dick away and waited until I have her permission to swallow. Though today, if I am being completely honest, I had her gargle for 2 minutes first. After I said swallow, she did so, then went and made me lunch. A nice lemon grilled salmon, she is a very good cook. More meetings until the end of the day. Up to the residence for a full body massage, then a very long very enjoyable anal fucking. She is very, very good at sex. Quite possibly the best I have ever had. After which she made me dinner...just a sandwich this time." 

"Then I came home and found the two of you. Sara, and your bad attitude. When Sara came to clean, I figured some more out and right before we left to go see you, she offered her gorgeous body to me. Now to be honest the thought of taking both mom and daughter is on my bucket list, but Chyna pleases me very very well. Its been a damn long day, and the house still isn't clean, your mess by the way. Sara will work on that tomorrow. I am hoping that Sara will put on a good show for me right now though."

"Go ahead, I will tell you when to stop."

Her first attempts were pathetic. I had to stop her when Chloe started giggling. "Stop, here, give me that." 

"Like this, " I said as I deliver five stinging swats to Sara's, ass. "Use your wrist," I said as I give her five more. "Put some effort, some passion into it," as her thighs get five more. "I know that somewhere in there you have wanted to do this for a long time," I say as I deliver 10 more up and down her legs. As I am doing this I notice a smile forming on Chloe's face as I whip her mom. "I am going to let you have the fun. It is harder to make black girls skin change color. But white girls? They are the best. They can go from white, to pink, to red, to purple, to black in no time. Now again, wipe that smile off the brats face and show me how red you can make her skin," I say as I hand her back the cane.

Her next few were better, but just as I was about to take it away again, she found the correct swing and started landing blows all up and down Chloe's chest. Chloes screams were excellent. I don't know if she did it on purpose or just got carried away but I had to grab Sara and calm her down when she landed two in a row on Chloe's face. "Work on her thighs," I directed her. Soon I had to pick Sara up and place her on top of Chloe, I had her straddle her and plant her ass on Chloe's mouth, then directed her to deliver precisely ten strikes to Chloe's very exposed pussy. Even muffled by Saras ass, the screams that Sara was able to pull from Chloe were simply indescribable and absolute music to my ears.

I snatched the cane from Sara and tossed it towards the dresser. Then I grabbed Sara by her hair and dragged her off Chloe. "Was that as good for you as it was for me," I whisper into her ear.

I order Sara to go to the bedroom, shower, kneel at the foot of the bed and wait until I get there. I make sure she understands that she is to remove all hair from her body from the neck down. I place a gag back on Chloe and wait until I hear the water from the shower before I address her.

"Humility, you need to learn it and fast. I told Sara that I wasn't going to force anyone to stay here against their will. You made a liar out of me. You will never leave here, though I suspect that the reason that you stayed was that you know you have nowhere else to go. You have no identity, but you are about to get one when you take your turn as the town whore. Chyna is much too loyal and eager of a slave to share out. Maybe I will keep the rape house just for you...." Working quickly I push a rather long dildo up her ass to her considerable discomfort and then a vibrating egg into her pussy. Nothing strong enough to get her off, just enough to keep her awake and aroused. Lights dimmed, soundproof door closed then head upstairs to take care of Sara.

On the way up the stairs I glance at a clock and realize that it is one in the morning, damn long day. Sara is at the foot of the bed as ordered. At 35 she is damn fine but no match for either of her 19 or 21 year old daughters and I let her know it. I really want to go to the factory and use Chyna but need to take care of things here. Tomorrow I tell myself. I set the alarm for five, make a place for Sara on the floor and drift off to sleep. Before the darkness carries me away I say to Sara, "When you are in this room, you are to always crawl on all fours. You can walk in the bathroom and other rooms, but in the master bedroom you crawl. You did a good job tonight, well done."

I think I hear her say thank you before I drift off.

I wake with a start, what is that damn ringing.... I reach over and turn off the alarm clock and sit up. "Too fucking early," I mutter to myself but I have a lot to do. Reaching over I turn on the light to find Sara curled up on the floor, still asleep. I reach down and carefully slip the blanket off of her nude body and mount her. She slowly awakes as I turn her over and open her legs. She is still confused when I line up my dick to her pussy and force my way into her dry canal. Damn this bitch is tight I think to myself, how the hell? 

She wakes really fast after I do that and wraps her arms around me as I slam into her. She screams out in pain first as I do nothing to allow her time to adjust or get wet. This wasn't planned and I have things to do, but I needed this. As her body slowly adjusts and her pussy starts getting wet, she show her age and experience. And what she lacks in looks she makes up for in experience. I pull out of her just as her excellent pussy gets started. Nice pussy's run in the family apparently. 

I dismount her but not before proceeding to slap her a few times, no reason, I just wanted to see her reaction. Shocked and fearful she asks "Master do I not please you?"

Again, honesty works brilliantly. "You did great slave, I just wanted to slap you around a little. You don't get to cum quite yet."

I open the door to the dungeon and descend down to find the place reeks of sex. Chloe is covered in sweat and is clearly out of breath. "Damn you are still alive, " I say to her somewhat sarcastically.

"Sara, today you are going to continue to clean the house, but at the top of every hour you are going to come down here to take care of your child. You are going stimulate her but not make her cum. However you do that is up to you, but she is not to orgasm do you understand?"

"Yes Master, but she is not of my blood."

"Well yes, there is that. You are also not allowed to strike her again, unless I give you permission. Is that understood?"

She clearly wanted to beat her again, but answered that she understood.

"Spend at least 15 minutes with her every hour and get her some water. Okay I have to go, I will be home later. Oh... I am going to adjust the temperature down here, and make it much much hotter. So yeah remember to water her. And make sure you answer the phone if I call." On the way out I adjust the heat in the basement to a nice balmy 90 degrees. Should make it quite nice for the slut.

I arrive at work much earlier than normal and surprise the secretary's who are gathered around Janets desk. Janet is my legitimate secretary. I instruct her to cancel all meetings for today and refer all phone calls to the VP of Operations. Further I instruct her I am not to be bothered or interrupted unless the world is ending.

For once Chyna is not there waiting on me, I decide to "check" on her and wander up to the residence. Quietly looking around she is in the shower, perfect, this is the pussy I have wanted since last night. I quietly slip out of my clothes and slip into the bathroom. As quietly as possible I slip into the shower and violently grab her from behind, one hand on her neck the other over her mouth my weight pinning her against the wall. Her shock and fear is absolutely delicious. "Shhh little whore" I soothe her, fear still coursing through her body and I just fed off of it. 

With my dick rapidly getting hard again, I speak into her ear while sliding my dick into the crack of her ass, "I met you mom last night. Lovely lady, I can see where you get your fine little pussy from and ALL of your good looks. She is as lovely a slave as you are, she spent the night on the floor by my bed. Shhhhh Shhhh, " I whispered as she tried to talk. "She was an excellent fuck this morning as well, " I grunted as I tried to hold back my own desires. "I expect better of you though...." I turned her around and kissed her for the first time passionately on her lips. 

Due to surprise or shock I will never know which but she immediately starts kissing me back as I press her against the wall of the shower. Our lips parting each other, our tongues dancing, I reach down and manipulate her head with one hand in her hair. The other slides down between her legs and rubs her softly. Something in her ignites and we begin a very beautiful sexual dance of nude wet bodies pushing and sliding against each other, enjoying each other.

She wrapped her legs around my body and tried to slide down on me but I instead carry her out of the shower, past her bed to the living room and lay her on ground in front of the open windows. The rising sun would have been beautiful but we were instead focused on pleasuring each other. This wasn't about my pleasure this time, As I slide into her I told her, "I want every orgasm you can give me this morning. Cum for me my little whore."

I had intended on entering her when I laid her down and laid down on top of her, but instead my mouth first finds hers, then finds every other part of her. Licking, sucking and nibbling on all of her from her lips, down to her breasts, down to her pussy, down her thighs, to her toes and back up again. By the time I make it back to her neck she is going crazy with desire, but I take my time marking both sides of her neck. Savoring her delicious skin, leaving more than a few bite marks on her.




Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 02



Before I enter her I whisper, "come for me whore," and I both felt and saw a small shudder passes through her.

I finally slipped into her soaking wet pussy and I think that the resulting orgasm surprised both of us. Both in the suddenness of its appearance and the power with which it erupted from her. For the first time that I had her, and I learned later, the first time ever her juices squirted out of her pussy and down my legs. Regardless her screams and nails digging into my back energized me and I dove into her with a passion that I didn't know I had, she had barely come down from that when more started to hit her. She became an machine convulsing from the pleasure erupting from between her legs. She came down finally but that is when I lifted up off her and started slapping her demanding more which eventually came. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and joined her, exploding inside of her, howling like a madman. When done, I just laid my full weight on top of her. Resting inside of her, as crazy as it sounds - enjoying the closeness of my whore.

After catching my breath, I lifted off of her ever so slightly. My now soft cock sliding out of her abused pussy. Looking down at her I am struck by a beauty that I never saw before. "You are not a whore any longer. You will never serve any other than man than me" I tell her. Staring into her innocent young eyes is intoxicating, "I am not sharing you with anyone do you understand?"

"Yes Master, Thank you Master," she replied with tears in her eyes. 

"You will however, remain my personal slut and slave, to be used whenever I hunger for you."

"Yes Master, Master...?"

"Yes Chy?"

"You were with my mom this morning? That makes you my Daddy...."

Perfect, "You may call me Daddy if you wish."

"Master, I want to spend forever with you", she whispers. Even this close to her I barely heard her. "Daddy, I want you to possess me completely." 

"I will, but one day at a time Chy, I have a lot to do today, mostly reading and research. But Chloe has failed me. So yes, I have met the brat that is Chloe, but I want you. This is probably a mistake, telling you this, but I am good at doing stuff the hard way. I want you. Do you understand?"

The tears streaming down her face told me that she did. Gently, I lay my weight back down on top of her, our bodies merging again, differently this time. When she calms down a bit I task her for the morning, staring into her eyes. "After you make breakfast you are going to stay downstairs, I will let you know what I want from you then. I am going back to the shower, you of course are not, you are going into the kitchen. Omelette, and toast will be fine, surprise me with the fillings."

I rise to the shower, but not before letting her clean me off. An act that nearly gets me hard again. After my shower I head down to the office. The last 24 hours were incredible, little did I know that the next 24 would be equally insane.



Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 03



I really should have been doing something work related but instead I was searching Uncle Ed's private files for files on Sara, Jim, Chyna and Chloe. Like I said searching for files, I found huge directories. Additionally, I found directories with movies and files on most of my top executives, some very incriminating. And those were found in the first ten minutes of being downstairs. 

Fifteen minutes later Chyna comes down with breakfast. I feed her off my plate and as always am enamored when she eats out of my hand and licks my fingers. As usual the food was outstanding but there is something that I need. "Chyna, like I said I have a lot to do today, and I can't allow myself to be distracted by you. So what you are going to do is position yourself at my 7 and kneel or sit there until called."

"Master, your 7? What is that?"

"Ok look, straight ahead of me is my 12, directly behind is my 6, so 7 is over here about to my left, slightly behind. Understand?"

"Yes Daddy," she says as she assumes her appointed position.

Hmmmm, that reminds me. I am pretty sure that Ed installed this capability, why else install a dedicated T1 from the house to the office ... I grab the remote and turn to the closed circuit TV that is in the house. The house has a direct link to this office so I should be able to ... yep there is the dungeon. I fiddle with it for about ten minutes trying to get the sound to work when Chyna says, "Master, may I?"

Turning around, I hand Chyna the remote and am surprised as she adeptly manipulates the remote and TV. Suddenly sound starts coming out of the speakers. I am impressed. Chyna puts the remote down and resumes her station.

I spent most of the morning reading Eds files, most of my earlier conclusions were right on. One that was drastically different is that Ed had not had Chyna's tubes tied, he had harvested all of her eggs and put them in storage. Wow. I make a note to find out where. At some point I snapped my fingers and brought Chyna closer and just ran my hand through her hair. She wouldn't do so well as a queen, but I could easily see her as a pet. 

"Master, may I prepare your lunch," surprised I looked at the clock and realized that it was nearing noon. I quickly dismissed Chyna to her chores.

It seems that Uncle Ed had offered her to some, and coerced or outright blackmailed others. It seems the rape house was wired to the hilt with cameras and audio and when Chyna was younger and not quite as compliant as she is now, he had video taped people taking her and used that as a hold over them. I knew some of my managers were scum bags, now I had proof, and thoughts were starting to filter into my head about how to switch Chyna's and Chloe's roles.

I review what I had learned throughout the morning. Chyna's eggs were harvested and stored at a facility not far from here. I found the records of the facility that had conducted the procedure. In the same medical folder I had found the unfiled records of Chloe's birth. Ed had a ton of videos of people with Chyna, Sara and Jim, rapes, bondage and giving themselves somewhat freely. None of Chloe nor did I expect any. And curiously none yet of them together, I didn't expect to find any of those either. 

My thoughts were interrupted by Chyna with lunch. I cancelled her afternoon workout session and sent her back upstairs to prepare some clothes to be used later while I ate lunch and contemplated my next move.

I say contemplated even though I knew what I was going to do. Chyna was going home with me tonight to be my pleasure slave. And Chloe was going to split her time between coming here to be the new company toy and the rape house. I really should turn the tapes over to the police as Sara was still alive but I had other plans to right that wrong. 

I take note of Chyna returning from her tasks and resuming her position. I snap my fingers to bring her right next to my desk and begin to run my hands through her hair. She purrs so sweetly I know that I am going to have her again very very soon. But instead of taking her immediately I think of the evil that was my Uncle Ed. Her purring angers me more and more. A weariness descends over me. A weariness that comes from having all of your fears confirmed as reality.

As I contemplate my uncles evil, I became supremely pissed off and without thinking, tightened my hold on Chyna's head. Grabbing a fistful of hair I yell at her "come up here you damn slut", yank her to her feet and bend her over the desk with such violence that I slam her head into the desk. I rear up behind her and begin to savagely spank her. Her cries are answered by my grunts. No warm up, no lead in, I just beat her ass until she is sobbing tears. 

I take out my dick, hard as a rock, and pause only to push her legs apart before I begin to savagely fuck her like the slut she was bred to be. Talking almost to myself I order her to open her legs and to shut the fuck up. Her cries can be equally attributed to the spanking, the vicious fucking, the pain of having her thighs repeatedly slammed into the desk and my hold on her hair pulling her back as I slam into her. One hand remains on her head with a handful of hair, while I guide her and steady myself with the other one. I took my time and extracted every bit of pleasure from her lovely brown ass that was there for the taking. This wasn't like this morning where I wanted her to enjoy the sex, this was about me enjoying a slut and I continued to ride her until I came.

Exhausted I let my dick shrink inside of her until I collapse back into the chair, but not before warning her not to move a muscle until I order it. I sit back and recover and marvel at the site of her black ass and pink pussy dripping with my cum. The smell of sex is thick in the air, her knees are visibly shaking and she is softly wimpering. Before long I order her to her knees and to clean me off. Like the sex slave that she is, she not only cleans off my dick but after she is done, she stays on her knees with my now soft dick in her mouth. Her pretty tear streaked eyes vacant, focused on my crotch. I just sit back in the chair, close my eyes and almost wish that I will awake from this and find myself back in a war zone.

Almost.

Finally after I don't know how long I snap my fingers and wave her to go back to her position. As she resumes her position, I snap my fingers again and bring her back. "You stay near me for the rest of the day, you understand".

"yes Daddy," she says with an emotion that I can not quite place. 

"What am I missing Chyna," I idly ask. The good slut thinks that I am talking to no one in particular, and doesn't answer.

"Slut, answer me," I prompt with my hand popping her not gently on the head.

"Dad?"

I slap the back of her head again and say, "Daddy or Master, no deviations." *sigh*, what the fuck I think to myself. My eyes wander to the tv where Sara is teasing Chloe again and I start to wonder what else is on. I start scanning the "channels".

"I'm sorry Daddy," she whimpers.

Wow, this was beyond all expectations, the dungeon, the rape house, the kennel. All the rooms on the main floor of the house. Curiously I did not see the main bedroom. There was one that I didn't quite recognize it and I scrolled back to it. It looked like the kennel, but not and much bigger and elaborate. "Chyna, which structure is this?"

"Master? That is the barn."

Shit. With everything else I had forgotten to go see what was in the barn, "What is this used for?"

"Master? Those are the boarding stables."

"What? stables?" Shit. I had seen entries in Ed private calendar, that I didn't recognize, and again stupidly ignored them. 

"Is there anyone being boarded there now?" 

"Ummmm, Master may I?" I am startled for another second and then realize that she is asking for the remote. I watch as she drops to a submenu then scans through the rooms in the barn. "It does not look like it Master. All the rooms are empty, Master." 

I breathe a sigh of relief before bringing the calendar back up and looking for future appointments. Chyna asks, "master may I?"

Shocked once again I think that she wants to use the computer and back up when she offers, "I don't think that my previous Master got around to actually putting anyone in the stables. I don't know for sure, the stables were just completed recently."

"Chyna, you are a lifesaver," I said as I breathed another sigh of relief. "Are your clothes ready?"

"Master, yes, but can you inspect them for me, I just... I just don't want to embarrass you."

I didn't respond at first, I just looked her over. I noticed her thighs are bruising from the assault that I just mounted on her, and her forehead is getting red from where I bounced it on the desk. Yet she was pushing past it and helping me with figuring out the stables. I thought, "this is a good and damn well trained slave". She saw me staring and said nothing. Then I said nearly the same thing, "Chyna, look at me."

She turned focused her pretty eyes on me and said softly "Yes Master?"

"You are one beautiful, sexy and highly loyal slave. You are very much appreciated. It may not seem like it, but I very much enjoy you being here."

"Thank you Master," she said as a tear slipped from her eye.



Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 04



Standing I snapped my fingers and had Chyna follow me up the stairs to her apartment. Heading into her bedroom, I see on the bed a tiny micro skirt, black a triangle bikini top and black stiletto heels.

"I like how you think slut, this would have been okay 45 minutes ago, but why don't you show me a short dress. Something that covers you from your breasts to say 3 ish inches below your pussy."

"Yes, Master, will this do," she asked as she pulled a tube looking dress out of her closet.

"Pull out three or four for me... " Which she dutifully did, I took my time and pick a light green mini dress that was revealing but not overly so. 

"When you are dressed, bring your hairbrush and comb out here." Less than five minutes later she was kneeling at my feet while I combed her hair out. More than once she attempted to speak. The first time I just shushed her, the second time she got a light tap on the ear with the comb and she didn't need a third time.

On the drive home I opened up to Chyna getting serious with her about where things were going. "Okay, time for more honesty. This was a lot more than I imagined or dreamed of. When Uncle Ed died, it was a shock. He was like... A brother almost, well an older brother. Okay a older crazy lunatic, you get the picture. But that, then getting here and learning about you and your mom Sara and Chloe. Chloe, your half sister, my second cousin...."

*sigh*

"The company is doing really well, with the house and the land and the company, I think I can safely say I am rich enough. That and more pussy than I literally know what to do with." As I was saying these last words we made one of the last turns to get home.

"Before today, when was the last time you saw your mom?"

"Long time Master, I don't even remember"

"And Chloe?"

".... I don't know ...," she whispered. Something told me that was an outright lie, but I left it alone for the moment.

"Well as you saw on the video, for the moment Sara is living here with me, Chloe is being stored in the basement, I haven't decided what to do with her yet. Every time I think up a plan for her something comes up."

"Master, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, what's up?"

"Do you have a plan for me?"

"What I should do is, to ask you what you want. My plan, is to keep you as my personal slave and slut. Pretty much everything that you were doing in the office, you will be doing 24/7. If you and your mom get along, we will find a place for her. Can she cook do you know?"

"Maybe but not better than me," she said with pride and more than a little arrogance.

I laughed at her response then glanced over to her, "How does my plan for you sound?"

"Perfect, thank you Master. Perfect."

Perfect indeed I thought to myself. We rounded the corner and pulled up to the house. Getting out of the car I led her inside and told her to remain dressed until I told her otherwise. Looking around I could hear Chloes screaming from downstairs, looking at my watch yep it was about that time.

Sara didn't hear me when we descend the steps and jumped back in shock when she finally realized we were there. Sara was wearing one of my shirts and I wonder if I ever told her that she would be nude at all times in this house. Either way she is getting a spanking. The entire basement stinks of Sara's success, and she seemed rather proud of herself.

"How many times did she cum today?"

"Never Master, not once," she proudly stated. "Chy.... " The two of them stare at each other as Sara finally notices Chyna. Sara reached for Chyna, they embraced each other and I let them have a moment. While they are saying hello I wandered over to in front of Chloe where I raised a straw to her lips. She sucked down whatever is in the cup and looked at me with eyes barely able to focus. Before I untied her wrists and ankles, I located a collar for her and put it on. Then I picked her up and lowered her to her knees.

She looked up at me and whispered, "Please, please, can I please have your cock, I need it so bad..."

"Not yet..." I said and cuffed her wrists to her collar behind her head. "Slaves come, lets have a chat."

Chyna and Sara walked hand in hand and both knelt next to Chloe. Sara's light brown features, Chyna's nearly the same. They could be sisters. Then Chloe, no resemblance at all.

"Chyna, you come here, you know your place" I said as I motioned to her. Then when she approached I spread my legs and guided her to her knees between them. "Little girl you are always at my side you understand?"

"Yes Daddy," she said as she possessively hugged my leg.

"Ok, now that I am getting a firmer grasp on what's going on around here, I just thought that we should all have a talk and get on the same page. Chyna here is going to be my permanent all around slave, pleasure, sex, domestic, whatever any and all. Her head is in the right place, she is the most beautiful of all of you and I honestly find her the most enjoyable to have around."

"Sara, you can't compete with either of these two physically. You just can't. You have a nice enough body, pretty enough face, but in this crowd you come in dead last. But your heart and head is in the right place so that counts for a lot. I didn't tour the house yet, but it looks a whole hell of alot better. So my thoughts for you are maid / housekeeper / groundskeeper / whatever. And yes whatever includes whatever erotic thing I want you to do. You are free to leave whenever as well."

"Chloe, fine as hell, sexy to no end. Shitting fucking attitude. Period. Because of that I have no use for you and no idea what to do with you. I was going to slut you around but that was Ed's game, that isn't my style. Ed built stables for boarding so I assume he had some contacts. I have thought that maybe I could sell / trade / just plainly give you away just to get rid of you. Or I could keep you as a pet, something for Sara to take care of. You are of course not quite as free to leave, I have thought of digging a ditch and dropping you in it, *sigh* what the fuck am I going to do with you? Thank goodness its Friday...."

"Sara, back to you, first question, why are you wearing clothes?"

"Master I'm sorry, " she said as she slipped out of the shirt she was wearing.

"Remind me to give you a spanking of 20 strikes with a wooden paddle tonight before I go to bed."

"Yes Master, I'm sorry Master"

"Uh huh, how do you feel about my new plan for you?"

"Mas... Master, I want to serve you, I know that you are a good kind Master. I know that everything you have said is true. I just beg you to let me continue to serve you." She crawled forward and started licking my shoes. I let her for a moment before snapping my fingers. She started to go back to her place until I stopped her.

"No, you come over here. Kneel at my side." As she was doing this, I said, "well two down one to go. The problem is that you are the difficult one. Chyna find me some latex tape in one of those drawers over there. Sara, help her and get me a paddle, a wooden one while you are at it."

While they were away I just stared at Chloe. After less than a minute she averted her eyes. I walked up to her, maybe three feet away, and she crawled to me, bent over and very tentatively started to like my boots just like her mom did. I let her get started then reached down, put her back on her knees and then slapped with both the palm and back of my hand 5 times.

Sara came back first, I took the paddle from her, bent her over the table that Chloe had been tied to and quickly gave her her 20 strikes. Making her count each one. The first time she got to 6, she lost count and had to start over. When she made it to 20 the next time I tossed her to the side. Next I dragged Chloe over and used it on her. Dropping a quick but very violent series on her ass she was sobbing in no time. I kept going for 10 more strikes before stopping.

"Sara, go make dinner for 3 adults and one pet," I said as I patted Chloe on her to head to make sure everyone understood what Chloe was now. "And sara?"

"yes Master?"

"If you want to be my house slave, this needs to be one of the best meals you have ever made... Chyna, go make sure that your mom doesn't burn down the house."  I knew that instead of Sara making dinner, she would actually just help and watch Chyna make the food. In truth I wanted Chyna to help her mom out.

When they had left I returned my attentions to Chloe. I said, "if you do anything to try and get off without permission I will let both Chyna and Sara beat your pussy and breasts all weekend long. I saw how the three of you stared at each other. I saw the hate in their eyes as they realized that you no longer have any power over them."

Somehow, someway, my dick was rock hard again. "Get to your feet pet." I walked around her slowly admiring her white skin once again. 

"You stink pet, you smell like sex, you stink like a slut. Slut what am I going to do with you? Do you want to be my pet? Do you want me to try to trade you? Do you want to be the new office slut? What do you want? "

Silence.

I picked up the paddle and jolt her with one hard slap to the ass. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT SLUT!!!!" I roared at her.

"I want you dick, please, I just want that hard black dick in my pussy. Please... " she was crying now.

"Get back on the ground on your back, " I said.

Stripping off my own clothes while walking over to the stairwell, I yelled upstairs, "Sara get your ass down here, I know Chyna is doing all the work anyways." In no time flat, Sara had reappeared. I slapped her hard across the face and dragged her over where I had Chloe tied down. Forcing Sara down I had her kneel above Chloe, while I explained to both of them what I was doing. "Chloe here wants my dick, but I don't think that she wants it enough yet, instead I am going to fuck this cunt here," I said as I started shoving my dick into Sara's dry cunt. "Chloe might get some of this dick if she begs enough."

"Sara, she has a choice," I said to no one in particular. "She can do absolutely anything she wants to that bitch below her or she can concentrate on my dick and make me cum, effectively denying anyone else this dick... her choice," I said as I finally succeed in getting the head of my dick in her dry cunt. Sara had clearly made her choice as she started to slap Chloe around. Then as Chloe yelled from the punishment that Sara was inflicting and started begging for dick, I grabbed Sara's thighs and slammed all the way in. 

If I had been more in tune with what Sara was doing to Chloe I may have gone softer, but instead I just slammed into Sara's backside as hard as I could. I didn't wait for her to get wet or get adjusted. I just roughly fucked her pussy. At one point Sara couldn't take it anymore and collapsed onto Chloe.

"Bite that bitches neck," I coaxed Sara. "I better see bite and teeth marks when I take you off of her," I said. When Chloe screamed again, I knew that Sara was doing her job, but Chloe never stopped begging for cock. By then she wasn't begging for mine though, she just need any dick inside of her. I pulled out of Sara and moved her to the side. "work her breasts over, use your teeth all over this slut, show me that you want me to keep you here slut," I said as I urged Sara on.

Then I lined up my dick with Chloe's cunt and slammed into her highly aroused sex. Chloe screamed again, but this time it was completely from pleasure. Her cunt had been primed all day and was ready for a dick to fill it. With Sara literally chewing on Chloe's breasts I wrapped my hands around Chloe's neck and choked her while I fucked her. I could feel Chloe's juices covering my thighs and dick, but her screams were pleasure and pain as Sara didn't let up. I felt the tremors running through her body as she was finally able to obtain sexual release of all that built up lust. At one point I released her neck and started slapping her in time to my thrusting in and out. I rode her sweet sopping wet pussy until finally I exploded inside of her.

I got up and pushed Sara aside, feeding my softening dick to Chloe to clean off. As she was doing this I said to Sara, "If you want to fuck this slut some more, go find a dildo that is impossibly big." In no time Sara was back with what had to be dildo modeled for a damn horse or elephant or something. Chloe screamed when she saw it, I just laughed and shoved my underwear into Chloe's mouth.

"Two rules, Sara." She looked up at me as she was rubbing the huge tip against Chloe's pussy, "Don't kill her and her pussy only, you understand?"

"Yes Master, don't kill her and her ass is to be saved for your future pleasure."

"Okay well to be completely accurate don't kill here and save her ass for Chyna," I said as I patted her head. "Give Daddy a kiss goodbye," she pounced onto my limp dick and sucked it deep and hard until I pulled her off. 

As I walked / staggered back to the stairs I told her to come and get me when she got it all the way in.

Fucking sluts, I thought when I saw Chyna. "Chyna, who told you to get undressed," I asked as surprised by her initiative as she was by me popping up behind her.

"Daddy, I thought, I thought that you would prefer me like this," she said as she dropped to head. "Would you like me to get dressed?"

"No, you are right, I do prefer you nude. But next time I tell you something weird, like leaving your clothes ON, you wait until you are given instructions to reverse what you have been explicitly told to do. Do you understand?" I said as I walked up to her, gave a strong, firm swat on her ass and then stroked her cheeks and breasts.

"Yes Master."

"Is dinner ready?"

"Yes Master, I was just getting ready to call you. Master what, who?" She asked as she looked down, made a weird face and dropped to her knees. She then proceeded to lick and suck all over my thighs, groin, dick and sack. I let her do as she wished and when she was done she stood and with confidence simply said, "that trash doesn't know how to clean you properly...or fuck for that matter, you are limp but I bet I could get some more cum out of you."

"I bet you could," I said as I ran my hands through her hair. "Where is pet's food?"

"Here Master," she said as she points to a salad on the ground. 

"Good girl."

"Thank you Master," I look at her as she said this then am overcome with a desire to teach her something. 

"Okay look Chyna, whenever my lips touch yours, you should at least part yours and offer me your tongue. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master," she said and smiled. I kissed her as she did so and got back a very timid response. 

I pulled back and said, "That was ... unacceptable, again" I slapped her not hard but firmly and kissed her again, this time she opened up to me much more easily.  Pulling back I said "better, this time with more passion and you will never disengage from me unless I want to, you will wait until I am done to finish the kiss. Kissing her again she let go over whatever was holding her back and kissed with passion and fire. Wrapping her arms around me I pulled her to me as our mouths danced. I held on to her for longer than anyone would have thought normal then finally released. Looking at her she was crying. These tears I liked and kissed and licked them away. 

"Serve me dinner slave." 

"Yes Daddy, will mommy and the pet not be joining us?"

I noticed immediately that she referred to Sara as mommy, and Chloe as pet but didn't say anything or comment on it. "They are both busy for the moment. For the minute it is just you and I. And pet will rarely if ever eat with us."

"Yes Master," she said as she brought me a plate of blackened fish and green beans. As was our norm, I fed her from my plate. It was a quiet dinner mostly. When we were almost done screaming erupted from down in the basement.

"Master? What ... May I ask what is going on down there?"

"Chloe must have gotten the gag out. Your mom is letting her daughter know who is in charge of who. Tell me, how do you feel about your half non sister."

She looked away when I asked, then in a small whisper, "... I hate her ..."

"If you want it, you will have your chance to get your revenge."

"The only revenge I want from her is to never let her have you again," she said as she stared up at me with fiery eyes of hate, lust, possession and determination.

"And your mother?"

"I will share you with mom."

"Come with me little one," I said as I rose and led her to the couch. She rose and followed me kneeling between my legs on the couch. "Tell me what do you think I should do with her?" 

"Toss her out Master. I don't like her. Digging a hole and tossing her in sounded good."

"And that is why I am the Master," that comment got me a dirty look but I just kept going. "I can't just toss her out, she would come back and best case would be that she came back and just stayed then we would be back to square one. Worst case is she would tell someone about how she came to be, then this whole house of cards might come crashing down. Either we keep her as a pet or... "

"or Master?"

"Or we find someone to take her for us, preferably make her think that it would be her idea to go. I can't legally sell her. She may be evil and spoiled and all around bad. But she is still a person. Either on Monday or sometime this weekend we will go to the office, I need you to go through Ed's files and find out if he had anyone lined up for the boarding stables. Then maybe we can arrange for her to 'escape'. Understand?"

Before she could answer Sara popped up and told me that she had done it, it was then that I realized that I hadn't heard any screaming in a while.

"Master, I'm sorry that I didn't come get you earlier, I think you would have liked to see her cum as she did when I bottomed out in her."

"Wow you... you really got it in her?"

"Yes Master, well I got her pussy stretched around it, and partly in. You said don't kill her so I didn't push it all the way in."

"Chyna, put some food in a bowl for you mom, then join me downstairs" I said as I walked towards the basement not waiting for an answer.

What Sara had done was not only forced the elephant cock inside of Chloe, but strapped it to her so it couldn't have been forced out. Chyna joined me as I was loosening the harness. Chloe was laying in a pool of her own sweat, piss and cum. I sniffed her face and realized that Sara had rubbed her pussy all over it. That would have been interesting to watch.

I gripped the dildo and started sliding it in and out of her. I motioned for Chyna to take over but to go slowly. Chyna needed to use both hands to move the dildo in and out.

"I let Sara break open your pussy so its only fair that I let Chyna break open your asshole." When Chyna heard this she sped up just a little and I let her.

The audible sounds of the dildo suctioning in and out of Chloe were mind boggling.

I got up and retrieved some oil from one of the cabinets, and dripped it on the dildo. Then I slowed Chyna down to where she was just barely moving in and out. I carefully picked Chloe up and carried her to a corner where I chained her to the wall and unhooked her arms from her neck.

"Ok, now, Chloe go ahead and take over." While her resistance was admirable, it was also foolish with two people in the house who hated her guts. 

"Sara do you need to urinate?"

Confused, she looked at me and said "yes... Master?"

"Well go ahead."

I saw the light bulb go on as she squatted over Chloe. I put a hand on her to slow her down and said, "Pet you better open your mouth and drink as much as you can. You do anything I don't like and I will let Chyna do your ass with this thing tonight." That did it. As the stream of urine came out of Chyna, Chloe opened her mouth and drank and drank until she couldn't take anymore. Even when she was coughing and choking she kept her face in the stream.




Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 04



When Chyna was done she jumped up and jumped into my arms saying thank you. We kissed and she didn't offer her tongue for which she was abruptly slapped. I kissed her again and was offered what was mine correctly and she damn near tried to suck my tongue out of my mouth. I took one last look at the pet with the giant dildo still stuck in her before turning to lead Chyna up to the bedroom.

"Sara follow" I ordered as we passed through the kitchen.

When we had arrived in the bedroom, Sara had caught up and I laid out some rules.  Sara will sleep at the foot of the bed on the floor. Chyna will sleep in the bed with me. Chyna you will never sit on or lay in this bed unless I am with you. Neither of you are allowed to walk in this room, you will both crawl on hands and knees.  Whatever else you may have been allowed to wear in the rest of the house, you will be completely nude in this room.  Neither of you will ever have any hair anywhere below the neck.  Sara, you are responsible for ensuring that both or you are shaved at all times.

"Questions?"

"Good, All of us are funky and in need of a bath, shower then bed time. Sara go get the shower warmed up, and get Chyna clean. I forgot something I will be right there." I ushered them into the bathroom playfully spanking bottoms on the way, and then went downstairs to the kitchen and got pets bowl. I filled another bowl with water and took both of them down to the basement.

Pet had removed the dildo from her now gaping pussy. I put the food next to her and told her that I expected her to eat and drink all of it by morning or there would be hell to pay. She just stared off in the distance with vacant eyes and I knew that she would jump at the chance to serve another Master. I just didn't know if I wanted to release my punching bag or not...

I returned to the master bathroom to find it steamed up and into the shower to find Chyna just finishing soaping down her mother. As soon as I entered I felt both of there hands on me, soaping me, massaging me, cleaning me. As they worked I talked to Sara, "Sara, are you gaining a greater understanding of how I want you positioned in this house now? You are not over anyone, and no one except me is over you. But you and Chyna are my property. And I expect you to take care of Chyna and yourself. I am not going to do an Ed to you, but I don't want to come in here again and see Chyna washing you, understand?"

"Yes Master"

As I rinsed off I said, "Good, Chyna is my trophy and you are going to keep my trophy clean polished and sexy. You are also going to take care of that trash down in the basement. We will talk more about that later. Now you two come here, that's it, come together. Chyna, teach your mom what you learned today." I watched as they kissed, then Chyna telling her mom what to do, and how to do it better.

"Is she ready," I prompted as they continued an extended embrace. 

"I think so Master," Chyna said.

I reached down and sampled Sara, and found her acceptable. "Good job, I only ever want to teach either of you once, then one should teach the other. Make sure she has it then come to bed," I said as I backed out of the shower to the sight of mother and daughter engaging in a passionate embrace.

It wasn't until an hour later that an exhausted Chyna joined me in bed.



Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 05



I woke to light streaming in the window alone in bed. Looking around I noticed someone, Sara in fact, opposite the bed just staring at me.

"What time is it?"

"Past 10 Master."

"What the hell are you doing just sitting over there?"

"Chyna is making breakfast, I was just watching you sleep."

"Creepy, Sara, real creepy."

We both had a laugh as she got up, walked to the bed, and climbed in with me. "I told you, you had a good soul," she whispered as she snuggled up to me.

"You also told me that I wasn't afraid to discipline you if you displeased me." The look of horror on her face told me that she both remembered saying it and realized what she did wrong. "Tell me what rule you just broke?"

"Master, Master I'm sorry, " she begged as she tried to pull away from me. I held her firm as she said "I'm sorry I walked, I'm sorry. Master please..."

"When you are in my arms you never pull away," I said as I held her firm. "You just earned 10 strikes for trying. You took about 6 steps to get to the bed, so we will do 2 strikes for every step. The next time either you or Chyna make this mistake it will go up to 5 per. Go get me a belt from the closet, and make sure your hands don't touch it. Carry it in your mouth", I said as I kicked her out of the bed.

I watched as she crawled into the walk-in closet. Then crawled out and I ordered her to go wait by the chair. I laid back and tried to remember everything that had happened yesterday. Finally my head cleared and I got up and did my morning routine. When I came out of the bathroom Sara was still bent over the chair on her knees. I reached for the belt and took it from her mouth.

"6 steps, 2 per, 12. Plus of course the 10 for your lack of respect gives you 22, lets round it up to 25 just so it is a round number. You will of course count."

When she reached 17 she paused a bit too long and I had her start over. When I finished I asked her, "Why did we have to go through this again?"

"Because your loyal slave needs the discipline that can only be provided by a belt, please strike me again whenever you desire. Please remind me to pay attention to my actions so as to not displease you." It actually sounded very sincere. 

I walked away, got back in bed and said "now lets try this again, bring that sexy ass over here and do something about this."

She quickly scampered over to the bed and climbed in, she tried to suck me off, but I pulled her on top of me and she eagerly lowered her wet pussy down onto my dick. "Damn slut, is that it, do I just need to whip you before I fuck you to get you wet?"  

She arched back, not sliding up and down, but I could feel her tight skilled pussy massaging my cock. I couldn't take it for too long and flipped her over onto her back to take control of her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and held on as she expected me to start thrusting into her. Instead I slowed down and said, "That's it isn't it. Its why your pussy has always been so dry. You need to be beat first to get wet?"

"Please daddy, please just fuck me"

"No, say it slut. Tell me what I need to do to you before I fuck you."

"Please daddy, please I need, I need to be beat, I have been uhhhhh!!!".

An orgasm was not what I expected to happen when I slapped her. I laughed at her as I started to fuck her, deeper and faster. I slapped her again and again and she got wetter and wetter. "Oh god mommy damn your pussy is fine, are you really ... GOD!!! Whatever you are doing, dear god, keep doing it."

"I want to hear you say it, tell me you need a beating to get off"

The only response I got was her labored breathing and continued thrusting of her hips in time with mine. "Say it slut, tell me you need a beating, don't make me pull out slut."

"Daddy, daddy, daddy" Slap Slap Slap "Ohhhhh Ahhhhhh Yes Daddy! Yes! Please slap me don't stop, please beat me, please choke me, please use me, please daddy!!" She didn't just say it, she screamed. Every. Single. Word.

Her pussy contracted and crushed my dick, I couldn't stand it and came with her. After I got done gushing into her, I just collapsed on top.

"Damn you are a screamer," I laughed. 

"Thank you daddy. Hot, heavy," she said as she tried to push me off. What she got instead was a moment of relief as I rose off of her, slapped her, and laid my weight back on her.

"Slut you never tell me what to do. You just earned another 15 strikes. We will try with a cane this time. Are you trying to out do your daughter in bed? God this little body feels good. Of all the things I missed in the past week, I really should have seen that coming, of course you would like it rough."

"Ahhh," I exclaimed as I got to my knees while she sucked and cleaned me off. Before she finished I pushed her away and climbed off the bed, put some shorts on and start to head downstairs. "Come along little girl."

"Um Daddy can I take a shower first? I am leaking, you had a lot in there."

"No you come with me, I have something to take care of that"

"Hey sexy come here," I said to Chyna as I took her into my arms and kissed her, which she finally returned properly. "Very nicely done. You have such an excellent and pretty mouth, Sara lay down. Breakfast smells good, are we ready?"

"Yes Master."

"I'll get it you go clean your mother up, make sure you get all of it."

"Yes Master, thank you Master."

I made plates of food and set them down by my chair and one for me at the table. Chyna was really going to town on her mom, slurping noisily. "Hey where is the dog food?"

Sara said between gasps, "We don't keep that bitches food here, its all in the kennel."

Hmmmm that explains why Chyna gave her a salad. I just took her some of the breakfast and a pitcher of water.

"Holy fuck, what a stench!" Imagine, piss, sex and shit. "Damn pet you need a shower. Breakfast, then I am going to hose you down. Would you like something to eat?"

"Yes please Master."

"Come here," she was curled up in the corner, both bowls from last night were clean as I had ordered. She crawled forward, hair matted to her head stinking of piss. When I had her on her knees before me, I put the food behind me and said, "There is a price for everything." With my dick in my hand, "open your mouth slut and you better do better than you did last night." The stream of piss went straight into her mouth down her open throat and she drank like a champ with only a few drops dripping down her chin. 

I kicked the bowl to her and refilled her water bowl with water. When she reached into the bowl with her hands I kicked her lightly at her breast. "No pet, get down on all fours and eat like the bitch that you are." She obediently got down and stuffed her face into the bowl. "If I ever see you use your hands like that again, I will number one tie your arms up, number two cage you for 20 hours a day, and number three, me and sara will take our turns on you for the four hours that you are not in the cage. I'll make this simple for you, that will apply for any act of disobedience."

"Sluts every damn where. I am glad to see the two of you getting along so well." Chyna looked up at me and grinned as I came up from the basement, she and Sara had moved into a 69 with her on top grinding that fine ass of her onto her mom's eager tongue. 

"I see the two of you are very occupied but Sara already wore me out. So I am going to eat." Chyna then Sara joined me, eventually. One kneeling on each side of me, both kneeling and eating just as I had instructed Chloe to. Only these knew to do it on their own. 

As I was finishing my breakfast I said, "This is what we are going to do today, Sara is going to clean the kitchen while me and Chyna take a shower. After which Sara and I are going to take the pet outside and hose her down. Let's see, next we are going to explore the stables, that is where we are going to keep pet. At least, that is the plan for the next hour or two until something else changes. We being me and Sara, she is going to be your pet. Chyna, we will eat around 3, then you and me are going to the office for a bit to get you moved out."

"Chyna go ahead upstairs and get in the shower and wait for me."

When Chyna got up to leave, Sara started to rise, but I put my hand on her head keeping her on her knees. I waited until Chyna was gone then said, "Pet is your responsibility, but you will not repeat, not discipline her without me being present. If you disobey me I will hurt you severely and I assure you that you will not enjoy it," I said as I picked her up by her hair and squeezed her neck. "Do you understand. Mommy?" I whispered.

"yes Daddy."

"No shower for you until I say so. Clean this place up, don't ever let me have to tell you again," I spanked her a good 5 times before I walked upstairs.

"Ah!!! Master! You are always walking up and scaring me!" as she thumped me on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her hot soapy body and pulled her close.

"mmmm you are such a sweet little girl, I just had this talk with your mom, now you. If you ever, and I mean if you ever touch Chloe without me being present I will severely hurt you. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Daddy, and I already told you, the only thing I want to do to her is make sure that she never gets this dick," she said as she grabbed my cock and pulled on it.

"Whoa sweetie, Sara wore me out... you gotta give me a minute."

"She emptied you to... daddy, where's mine?"

"You were supposed to suck that out of her at breakfast...."

I laughed but she followed in a completely serious tone of voice, "I have been getting this dick in me every day for the last 7 days two sometimes three times a day. And always first thing in the morning. Its not fair." Her little girl voice, her hot soapy body rubbing against mine, damn this slut.

"You girls are going to kill me."

"Haha, but you are still firming up nicely."

I ignored her, swatted her hand off of me and said "wash me."

"Mmmm daaaddy," she whined but proceeded to soap me down. When she got down on her knees to wash off my legs she started to beg again, "please daddy, can I suck on it ,please...."

"You put your mouth on there I am going to be upset if you don't make me hard."

She instantly swallowed me and with my dick in her mouth I was hard in no time.

Laughing I dragged her out to the bed and put her on her knees. "I took your mom's pussy, your mouth, no guess what part of you I want," I said as I slapped her ass.

She reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks apart for me, "For you Daddy. Fuck me with the dick you fucked my mommy with? Please?"

"Damn you are a good slut," I said as I mounted her and forced my way into my properties back door. I made sure to take her deep and slow as I repeatedly slammed into her as roughly as possible. I was exhausted when I let her suck on me, I was running purely on pride as I anally fucked her. 

I left Chyna upstairs and found Sara on her knees in the kitchen. "Beautiful Sara, beautiful. I love it. C'mon"

"Alright Chloe first we need to clean you off. Come here, Sara watch closely. This will be your responsibility." I unlocked her from the wall, but clearly avoided touching her. She was nasty to a degree I had not often seen.

"Ok look whore, you are hideous. You are going to follow me out of the house, you are not going to touch a single damn thing. You do, I'll just kick you out and you will be on your own. Lets go."

We went out behind the house and I just had to love the man. "Uncle Ed! Damn you thought of everything. I don't know what or who he used this setup for, but now it's Chloes turn. Over here whore," I motioned to the corner where Ed had put a pole 5 feet away from the house set into a concrete platform that had its own drain. Both the house, the pole and the platform had D rings in them that allowed me to simply hook Chloes ankle and wrist cuffs into them and spread her out spread eagle.

"Sara, any questions, Ed made it simple for you."

"No Master."

"Good, that hose behind you, all you have to do is turn the water on, squeeze the trigger and clean the whore off."

"Yes Daddy." She went after her with abandon, moving all around. She quickly figured out that the closer she was the more it hurt.

I had to pull her back by her hair and told her not to go any closer than 10 feet. I wandered into the house and came back out 3 minutes later. "Cease fire, cease fire...." 

"Best to keep your eyes closed little whore," I said as I squeezed the bottle of liquid soap out over her head. "Get over here Sara, soap her down, get her clean then rinse her off. Be gentle, but be complete. She should almost enjoy this. I hear screams, I make you scream. I will be on the porch, present her to me when you are finished. Oh and you'll need this as well," I said as I handed her a comb and walk away.

Chyna joined me on the porch and we chatted a bit. About 20 minutes later Sara came walking around the corner with the second most beautiful bitch in the house on a leash. But after all I had been through that morning all my dick could do was barely twitch. Sara led her to my feet and I said, "stand her up, spin her around, bend her over. Let me see what you have done to my pet"

Sara put her through her paces. Just as I had asked and a bit more. "Very very good Sara, remind me to reward you later."

"Yes Master."

"Dear sexy Chloe, I have been racking my head trying to figure out what to do with you, so knowing that I am just looking for suggestions, what do you want?"

Silence. "Is that silence a 'I don't know' or is it more of 'I am to scared to talk'? Which one? You have to help me here. Clearly I can't read minds."

"I don't know Master."

Interesting answer, "Am I your master Chloe?"

"Clearly yes Master."

"What do you want from this new reality?"

"I don't know Master."

"Then you will be housed in the stables until I figure that out. Sara will feed you and take you for walks twice a day, once in the morning and once at night. Neither she nor Chyna will ever be violent with you if I am not present. If one of them is, you are to tell me and I will handle it. If you decide to not tell me I will punish all of you. Is that clear Chloe?"

"Yes Master."

"Did Ed ever mention to you or talk to you about your mother?"

"Yes Master, I lived with her during the school year, and spent the summers here. I also was here for some holidays."

Holy shit. Hairs raised on the back of my neck, Sara lied to me. Lied or at least seriously misled me and I fell for every word. "Have you been in contact with her?"

"Yes sir, to tell her that Ed died, she came to the funeral and stayed for a bit when he died."

I screamed. I just couldn't take it any more. "Chloe? Why did you stay here? What. The. Fuck. Well, I seem to have found something of a plan for you, we will talk more about this later." Holy shit alarm bells were going off in my head something fierce.

"Hold the fuck on, was Uncle Ed married to your mom?"

"No Master."

"Damn. Okay, how about we all go look at the stables. Sara keep her on her feet, wouldn't want her getting all dirty again."

"Chyna you don't need to come, stay little girl."

The walk to the stables was quiet for the most part. I suddenly had a massive headache. Nothing Chloe had done made any sense. Why the hell did she stay here. Sara and Chloe were both in flip flops. We must have been quite the sight, one big black guy, one smaller black girl and one white girl on a leash. All the girls mostly nude and the guy in shorts and a t shirt. 

The barn looked to have been completely rebuilt when we got up next to it. Going inside it was immaculate with good sized stalls. I looked in one and saw that it had a bed, small latrine and a small desk. I immediately hated it. "No fucking way."

"Master," Sara inquired.

"There is no fucking way Chloe or anyone else is staying here. This isn't a stable, this is a prison. This is one place I am definitely going to tear down. I don't know exactly why Ed built this place but fuck no I will have nothing to do with it. Both of you are forbidden from ever coming back here. Lets go to the kennel instead, this place gives me the creeps."



Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 06



My apologies to my readers, I had to change this to a third person view due to another story I am writing. 

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As they left the barn mike led sara and chloe to the kennel wondering what was going to change next. Arriving at the kennel mike talked sara through the process that he wanted her to use when kenneling chloe. He selected a kennel for her and showed sara how to clean it, where to tie chloe up as she was cleaning it and general ways it which he wanted her kept and groomed. When they finally finished he sent her out of the kennel to wait outside while he finished up.

"I want to hear your side of the story of how all three of you came to be here"

"Master? What do you want to know?"

"Lets start with what was your relationship with Ed?"

"Complicated."

"Well uncomplicate it," he said as he unlocked her cage and pulled her out. "What was his relationship with your mom? Lovers, friends, master/slave? What?"

"Mom....," she said and paused, staring off into the distance. "I mean like, mom was his whore. I mean it wasn't some huge romantic thing, mom was a stripper in a club in Atlanta when they met. And she gave Ed some extra business on the side at first, then somehow for some reason he stopped paying her. I think he just started paying her bills or something. Anyways, Ed paid her for an egg or something and then I was conceived in vitro or in a test tube whatever. So my mom is mom, then Sara actually gave birth to me, and Ed of course is my biological dad. I don't know you figure it out. I never really had a mom, just my king, Ed."

"They told you all this? When? Why?"

"Yeah they sat me down one day to tell me why I was home schooled. Like serious brain fuck right? Mom used the money she made off of me to jump start an acting career. I think I was 12 when they told me. I was born to serve. That's why they told me. Because I started going beyond basic elementary school. I went to all sorts of non-traditional schools. Cooking, Physical Education, Dance, Yoga. I even spent time at this fancy french brothel. Great place for a 14 year old," she said with sarcasm dripping off her voice. "they got paid a lot of extra money to look after me. I had my first plastic surgery at 15. I grew up reading graphic sex novels and playboys. It was all part of the 'agreement'."

"Agreement?"

"Yeah the one Mom and him made, Ed pushed her career along as long as she trained me to be a slut for him, to his specifications. I learned to read out of playboys. Literally. That is what the tutors used to teach me. My alarm clock was porn on the TV. Ed approved all media in the house and all my clothing. I came here to practice on Sara and Chyna and guys at the office. We had cool three-ways with Chyna, she is a good cunt, I know why you favor her. I helped teach her a lot."

Chloe got way too free with her speech but he let it continue as he also was getting a lot of information. "So mom is into acting, what is her name again?"

"Ellen, Elle for short. Some music to, she is trying to diversify. But the last thing she needs or wants is for the world to know about me and how I came to be. Like that would ruin her, for the world to know that she got her start by raising and selling me. Especially now like now."

"Now?"

"Like yeah, she told me that she just scored a major role on a sitcom, so she finally made her big break into mainstream."

"I will see about that. When did Elle turn you over to Ed and how old is she now?"

"37-40ish? I came here permanently on my 18th birthday. I mean I had been here a lot before for summers and some classes ya know? But on my 18th birthday he took over full ownership of me."

"Wow. I have heard of Elle she is a better actor than singer."

"Right? It's been wild. But like, awesome, I lost my virginity at 13. Tony from upstairs in our apartment building, he was 3 years older than me. Ed was pissed with a capital P. I thought, that is what he wanted I mean me being born to be his slut and all. When I told him he made me promise to only allow guys at least 5 years older than me to use my pussy and mouth. He made me save my virgin ass for him though. He took it on my 18th birthday."

"And?"

"Huh? And?"

"Did you?"

"Yeah. It was like, hard at first, I mean I didn't know where to look, and then guys 18+ didn't want to take the chance with jailbait. But then Ed and mom had a talk and she found plenty of guys for me to screw. And after my first surgery plenty of guys wanted me all the time, I had my pick."

"Sara told me that when you found out Ed had died you beat, raped and sodomized her. Is that true?"

"Yeah. I was so angry," she said quietly. "And sara is just about useless anyways, so why not?"

"What was your mom's and Ed's current relationship like, just before he died?"

"Same, as far as he was concerned she was still his whore. He fucked her every time she came to pick me up, I always watched and then cleaned up him and mom, his cum always tasted the best seasoned with her juices. I love sucking cum out of freshly fucked pussy. But after I came here to live, he made mom watch me and him, and then she cleaned us out. But I didn't get to do that to many times."

"You miss her? Your mom?"

"You mean my pimp right? Yes and no, she was mom ish. But she I wasn't ever really her daughter, I was her pay day. Her big break," she said with zero bitterness. 

"All very interesting. So very convenient for her that Ed died."

"You stayed here for the same reasons that Chyna stayed, didn't you?"

"Sir?"

"This is the only life that either of the two of you have ever known. Her at the factory and you here at the house. You were born, raised and trained to serve the master of the house."

"Yes Sir."

"Why does Chyna hate you so much?"

"She was always my bitch and she still is. She might hate me, true. But I think that you are misinterpreting what you are seeing."

"So clear it up for me?"

"I taught her everything she knows. I always went to better schools. A lot of the times my job was to go to the schools and come back and teach her what I learned. She has you for now, we both know that you favor her. She is terrified of me getting my pussy wrapped around your dick and showing you the true heaven. She's good, she's great in fact, but in that house, on any surface and any position I'm better, she knows it and it scares her."

"Stand up."

"Yes Master," she said as she rose to her feet. Her hips swayed just a little extra as she walked up to him after he motioned her forward. He took her in his arms and their hands roamed each others bodies. He took her into his mouth and kissed her deeply. He was instantly transported back to his first day on the property when he had taken her at the house. She had been absolutely incredible. Possibly one of the 10 best fucks of his life. 

Chloe read his mind when she said, "That kiss reminded me of that first day to. It can be like that every day with me at your side my king. One day maybe you will decide to take me for another test drive." She kissed me again, and it was so mesmerizing that I didn't even realize that she had broken our embrace and restarted it so seamlessly.

"Chloe, " SLAP, "Chloe, " SLAP, "Chloe, " SLAP, "Just what am I going to do with you?" Clearly the slaps and shaken her confidence. He hopped off the table I was sitting on and led her outside.

"Master?" Sara asked shocked when I led Chloe out.

"You left some things out of your story... Chloe is coming back to the house with us. Lets go sluts."

Upon arriving back at the house Chyna already had lunch waiting for us. She as well was upset to see Chloe with us. "Master, what is that doing back in this house?"

She got slapped rather viciously for asking, then he took her and pinned her head to the granite counter and said, "you are to never question me do you understand?"

"Master, please .... please .... "

He had to spank her ass seven times before she cried out "YES, Master I'm sorry, I understand, yes Master I will never question you again."

He dropped his hold on her, sat down at the table and snapped my fingers. Watching her move as she brought the food to the table, thinking about all her actions, Chloe was right. Chyna was scared. Terrified in fact.

Mike ate in silence as he thought about the morning developments. All three of the sluts knelt and at in a row. Chyna, right next to mike, then sara, then Chloe.

As soon as he was done eating he announced, "I am taking Chyna and Chloe to the office with me. Sara, dress them in identical dresses, identical heels. I want them dressed, in the car, ready to go in 10 minutes." He snapped his fingers and all three of them scrambled to their feet.

Mike sat in the car and watched as sara led them out in matching school girl outfits. All three were identically dressed. Short, red, plaid mini skirts, to small blouses, no bra's as far as he could see, black knee highs and 6 inch platform heels. Sara stopped and through the lowered window said, "Master, does this please you."

Mike just stared for a moment before getting out of the car. As he walked around the car, the blood in sara's body turned to ice. His anger clearly had not subsided as he reached out and grabbed sara by the hair and forcing her to bend over the hood of the car.

"Get in the car sluts," he spat at chloe and chyna who instantly jumped in the backseat. He then tore all of sara's clothes off of her. "You don't put clothes over this body ever again," he said as he slapped her to the ground, "what the fuck is wrong with you? I told you to dress them!"

When they arrived at the office, chyna and chloe followed him to his desk. As he sat down and got comfortable, he said, "Chyna, go upstairs and pack your clothes, chloe will help you."

"Yes Master. But I neither need nor want her help."

She knew she had made a mistake when he looked at her, but the anger in his voice tore her down when she heard him say, "who the fuck asked you what you needed or wanted?"

"Master I'm ...."

"Shut up slut," he said as he rose and bent her over his desk.

As he spanked her he said, "I will tell you what you want, what I give you is what you need. Remember your place you mouthy little bitch!"

"Chloe take her upstairs and help her pack."

"Yes master," she said happily. Chloe grabbed Chyna's hair and said, "come along fellow slut Master has work for us to do."

As soon as they left, mike turned on the camera's showing the residence. At first he thought the volume wasn't working, then he realized that they really weren't talking to each other. He watched them move for a bit, chyna still crying from her spanking. Suddenly Chloe interrupted the silence, "Enough! Enough with your pathetic crying, shut the fuck up already. Get used to it. As soon as I get him in me he's going to forget about you just like everyone else did."

Chloe got right up in chyna's face and said something to soft to be heard, but then chyna's response to it was immediate. Chyna pushed her back and took a swing and the cat fight was on. Mike watched as the girls tumbled around, one moment chyna was on top, the next chloe was. It took her a minute, but clearly chloe was in better shape and knew how to fight. She looked almost like a ballerina, like she was dancing. Once she got free she quickly disassembled chyna.

"Just like old times," Chloe said as she reached into the closet to grab a belt. Mike jumped to his feet and ran upstairs as she started beating chyna with it.

As Mike reached the doorway of the bedroom, chloe was in mid swing. It was clear that she had landed more than a few strikes on chyna, who had curled into a defensive ball on the floor. "What the fuck is this," he shouted grabbing the belt from chloe. He struck her across her face and knocked her down. He then administered a quick series of strikes to her upper body, paying particular attention to her huge breasts. "Who the fuck gave you permission to strike my slut you arrogant bitch," he pretended to be so angry as spit flew out of his mouth.

"Chyna! Get your ass downstairs. Now!" 

He dragged chloe down behind her. When they were all assembled downstairs he said, "now which of you started this? Who threw the first punch?"

"Chloe?"

"She did master," chloe said.

"Chyna?"

"No master, I would never disobey you."

"Cute, the bitch that is lying to me has exactly 10 seconds to correct herself. And I will figure out which of you is lying. If you don't come clean by the time I count to 10, when I do figure it out I will let the other choose your punishment and give her a reward."

Mike counted down from ten to zero, then he pushed play. Chyna screamed when she saw the evidence.

"Chloe, your choice, but you will choose now. Your reward, her punishment?"

"Anything master?"

"Anything per my approval."

"I only want one thing, your dick. For her punishment I want her to watch as you give it to me and only me for the next 24 hours. I want her to watch as her hold on you first loosens then evaporates entirely."

"Arrogant choice."

"Maybe master, but I know that earlier today, I reminded you of your first day today. And back then, I wasn't even trying to impress you." Mike thought about what she said and knew it to be true. All of it.

"Strip chloe."

He watched as she removed the rest of her clothes and was amazed at her sexy body once again. Her fat sexy breasts, her tiny waist and round sexy ass. "You won't get exclusivity, but I will give you preferential treatment. Tie her to that chair, but spread her arms out.

"Thank you master," chloe said coyly.

"Master! No no no please," chyna cried. "Master please don't do this," she said as she finished tying her up. When she finished she was tied out in a sitting position perfect to the standard, she also had a perfect view of the couch.

Mike snapped his fingers and chloe obediently turned her back to chyna and stood before her master. There right in front of chyna she reached up to mikes face but before their lips could touch, he savagely rose up on her and slapped her, knocking her back, her ass right into chloes face. The look of shock on her face made him want to fuck her to death. He reached out instead, grabbed that mane of beautiful blonde hair and kissed her roughly. 

She moaned as he pulled her hair back, twisted a nipple forward and down. The net effect was of lowering her to her feet. He moved forward to within an arms distance of chyna. Chloe immediately began to undo mikes trousers and massage his dick with her hands. 

Mike's and chyna's eyes met. He slapped her and said, "watch her."

Chloe had lowered mike's pants and was slowly licking him from under his balls to the tip of his dick. She was taking particular care to massage his balls with her mouth.

"Master please don't do this, please don't make me watch, please," she begged as he slapped her again.

"Watch and learn. You are not the only one around here with a pussy and mouth. Depending on who you listen to you are only second best...."

When chloe heard that she swallowed his dick without even the slightest hesitation. Then she went one further by tickling his balls with her lips and she slid all of him in and out of her very skilled mouth and throat. Mike had to squeeze his eyes just in pleasure. When he opened them again he reached out, slapped Chyna's breast four times each and said, "Shut your fucking mouth. Pay attention slut, this is how you suck a dick, oh god, this is what a mouth is for. Don't ever let me tell you again."

Every word out of his mouth spurred Chloe on more and more. When she had worked herself into a frenzy, mike reached down and pulled her off. She whimpered and begged for his dick, but instead he dragged her over to the couch. He put her on her back and when she started to say something he reached down, twisted both nipples viciously and said, "You are done using your mouth, now show me that pussy you are so proud of."

Mike let go of her and dropped between her open legs. As soon he started to line up, he felt her wrap her legs and arms around him pulling him closer. The act of impaling her with his dick was as much from her thrusting as from his. When he was fully embedded in her he paused for a moment to let her adjust. That pause was all she needed to thrust her legs against his chest and toss him off the couch. He landed with a thud on the carpeted floor and she was immediately on top of him, sliding back onto his dick, impaling herself once again. 

Before he could think to toss her off she said, "Master please, please, let me show you how a real slut serves her master. Please, whatever she has been doing for you, I am 10 times better, just let me...She knows everything I taught her, not everything I know..." As his hands were loosening his grip on her hips, she started rocking and massaging him. He was instantly pleasured by her finely skilled cunt.

He looked up at her, as she sat on his dick, he could see her muscles flexing, pleasuring him. Breathless he tried to say "Make it count chloe," but barely was able to say make. Due completely to the soft erotic movements of chloe on top of him. She never lifted up or down, her soft, firm wet pussy was so skilled at providing pleasure from squeezing him. The movement to lift up and off was so smooth that he didn't know what she was doing until she had lifted off and was lowering her mouth in between his legs, sucking her own juices off of him.

As soon as he began her skilled oral ministrations, she got up, squatted above him and lowered herself back on top of him. This time she did start to raise and lower herself on him. Each time she lowered herself onto his dick she repeated her earlier tricks before rising again. Finally she looked down and said, "Master, I need you to fuck me. I need it, I need you to fuck me like a bitch."

She dismounted one last time then took position on all fours with her ass facing mike. She wiggled her ass and whined, "Master, I am in heat, make me your bitch, please Master please...."

Mike got to his feet, but rather than servicing chloe, he instead walked straight over to chyna. Her face was in tears, her hair was matted to her head and a fine sheen of sweat coated her body, parts of her body were turning black and purple from where chloe had beat her earlier. She whimpered quietly as he approached.

As he started talking to her he reached for and started to grope, squeeze and pull on her breasts. "Did you learn anything slut?"

"mmmm Master please, please...."

"Pay better attention this time, you clearly have a lot to learn" he said. She cried out as he painfully twisted her nipples.

Chloe smiled as she looked back and saw mike returning to her. She was surprised when he picked her up by her waist and put her on her knees on the desk. He bent her over and started to spit into and finger her asshole. First one then two, the whole time chloe was alternating between begging him to slow down and moaning for more.

"Do you really think you can negotiate with the man about to fuck your asshole," he said as he replaced his fingers with his cock.

Chloe screamed as he pulled her down onto him, controlling her with her hair he took her asshole for brutal efficiency.

Barely giving her time to recover he said, "Get up and go get me a butt plug for chyna, I'm going to take her ass next." He slapped her to get her moving.

"Daddy," she whined. "Your a beast, you almost tore me in half," she said as she staggered up the stairs.

Mike turned and walked over to chyna, he put his dick, covered in the stink of shit and cum to her lips. Obediently but hesitantly she opened her mouth and started to clean him off. He untied her and as chloe returned with the butt plug, he had her suck on it then roughly shoved it up her ass. "Stupid sluts got nothing, nothing accomplished today," he said, "I blame you for that chyna. Maybe we will repeat this later, maybe this is where you belong and not at my side, maybe ed was right to make you the factory slut."




Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 06



When they got home sara greeted them at the door, "master may I..."

He didn't pause, didn't hesitate, didn't think, didn't give it a moments thought when he drew back and slapped her. "Go to the basement and stay there until someone comes for you. Chyna, me and my new pet are hungry prepare us a meal and bring it up to us. Tonight you will sleep on the floor of the bathroom like the bitch that you are." 

After eating and showering both mike and chloe drifted off to sleep tangled up together.

Mike woke in a haze of pleasure. As his consciousness increased, he realized that someone was slowly, gently sucking him off. He looked down and saw a mane of blonde mane of hair, slowly bobbing in his crotch. "Chy," he tried to yell, "Chy! Get over here!"

"Master," she whimpered as she approached on her knees.

"Stand up slut, stand up and watch the proper way to wake your master in the morning. Take notes on how to properly please your man."

"Slow down baby, your dear sister is taking notes," he said as he felt his balls get ready to blow, they both laughed at chyna's expense.

"Go make breakfast bitch. Bring it up when it is ready, and ... oh god ... and feed that bitch of a mother while you are down there and tell her to stay in the basement. Get back on your knees and get the fuck out," he said as he grabbed a fistful of chloe's blonde hair and arched his back.

Just as mike thought "this bitch is a dick sucking expert", Chloe looked up at him and giggled. "Mmm breakfast in bed sounds..."

Mike didn't hesitate to reach down and slap her full on. "Bitch who the fuck told you to stop!"

Obediently Chloe swallowed his dick again, and instantly mike squeezed his eyes shut in absolute pleasure. "Slowly, slowly," mike said as he held her in place with two fist fulls of that long, sexy, blonde hair. He didn't realize how efficient she had been until he heard chyna crawling to them with a tray of food.

"Set it down and get out, go to the kitchen and wait for me," he said as he pushed Chloe off of his dick.

"Yes master," she said as she set the tray down on the floor and crawled out of the room.

"Eat and stay," was all he said to a bewildered chloe as he got up and walked out of the bedroom, following chyna down the stairs. He turned to the basement and locked the door before heading to the kitchen.

"Speak," he said to chyna as he approached her kneeling form.

"Master, please, I am so sorry I lied to you. Please take me back."

"I haven't told any of you about this yet, but I have a plan to set you up for financial freedom. You won't ever have to work another day in your life. The trick is that you can't stay here. If you choose to stay here you will continue to be my slave. Once a year I will give you the option to leave. Any other times than that, if you try to leave you will be on your own. Now do you know why I locked your mom in the basement?"

"No master."

"I am about to finish your punishment. I am going to beat you, not erotically, this will be very very brutal" he said as he reached down and slapped her. "No, I am going to beat you like no woman should ever be touched," he backhanded her, picked her up by her hair and slammed her face first on the kitchen table. "If you survive the beating and the fucking that I am about to give you, you will stay here with me and your mom. If you don't survive, well life becomes a living hell for your mom and we both know that that whore upstairs is eager to bury you. Now, would you like to leave or stay? If you stay, you will receive the remainder of your punishment."

"Master, I will never willing leave your side, please let me stay, this is where I belong?"

"I know you have never been on your own, are you sure? I am talking about millions."

"Money means nothing to me, I have never paid a bill, never needed money. I just need to serve."

As soon as the words left her mouth he dragged her to her feet, bent her over and proceeded to deliver an extended open handed spanking to her ass. She screamed and she cried and she screamed some more. He didn't count he just kept swinging until his arm got tired and then swung some more.

"Don't you ever fucking lie to me again," he shouted as he paused to catch his breath and admire his work. "Don't you ever fucking show me disloyalty again! Go upstairs and get me a belt. Run bitch," he yelled sending her running upstairs in obvious discomfort.

He paced back and forth for the thirty seconds it took her to run upstairs. When she returned and ran up to him, he punched her right in the gut. She dropped like a rock and he rained down a very controlled set of punches on her one after the other. Crying she tried to beg for mercy, but he wanted her to experience a very precise level of pain. Next he picked up the belt that she dropped when he hit her and proceeded to walk around her, delivering very precisely placed strikes all over her body. Nothing was sacred, her face, her breasts, her back, her entire body was subject to his belt. 

He said nothing, the only sounds were of the woosh the belt made as it flew through the air, the intermittent pop as the tip landed on her and of her now near constant whimpering. When he was ready, he reached down and dragged her into the library by her hair and a breast. Every time that she got her feet under her he yanked her harder. He had quickly broken her, now he intended to destroy whatever shreds were left. 

In his head, none of the girls were people anymore. Possibly they never were. He said nothing to her as he worked. After she was in the library he tied her arms behind her at the wrists. Her legs he left free and open. She thought she knew what was coming and started to beg him to stop. Still he ignored her and said nothing, instead he knelt next to the couch and start to suck, nibble and bite and chew on her breasts. He was not the least bit gentle about it. 

Finally he came up for air and spoke for the first time since telling her what he was going to do to her. "You have one chance, one," he said between bites. "Like I said, I will soon be setting up a plan to repay you for what was done to you earlier in your life. You, your mom, and chloe will all benefit from it. The people who hurt you will pay, and you will get a reward. Having said that, you have one chance, stay or leave. You choose stay you are at my mercy and I will manage the rewards you receive, you say leave I untie you and you and your mom walk out the door and don't come back but the fund is yours always. Choose now, stay or leave?"

"Stay master, please I want to stay."

He bit her ear and then whispered, "you will never, ever, ever show me disloyalty again, is that clear slave?"

"yes master," she screamed in pain. "I am sorry so master," she cried.

"You know I don't care about what you want, what you think, how you feel or what you like. You know I will use you however I want, so choose again to be sure, I just want to hear the one word, stay or leave?"

As soon as she said "Stay," mike stood up and positioned himself between her legs.

"Anal rape is such a good way to make a bitch understand that she is a bitch, don't you think?"

She moaned in fear as he took her legs and bent her in half.

"Spit into my hand slut," he cupped his hand beneath her chin, "this is the only lube you are getting slut, I strongly suggest you spit."

He went back for more three or four times, until his dick was covered by her saliva. As he moved into positioned her breathing got heavier and heavier. He reached into her and slowly slid her butt plug in and out until it popped out of her. Immediately he placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her asshole and started pushing it in.

His cock was wet but it was also much bigger than chyna was used to. She found her voice again as he sadistically pushed his member deeper and deeper into her. Chyna wailed as mikes nearly 300 pounds crushed her, her arms taking all the weight beneath her, her legs bent back so that her feet and knees were nearly behind her head. 

As if that wasn't enough every time she cried out to loud mike viciously drew back and slapped her. Mike wanted to ensure that she would never forget this beating. He looked at her and saw a masterpiece of brutality. 

When he felt himself bottom out in her, he started fucking her as he yelled, "you don't think, you don't want, you don't decide what you need, you never think or decide a damn thing! You fuck when I tell you, suck when I tell you, shit when I tell you, wear what I tell you, cook what i tell you! The last thing you do is think! You Stupid little slut!"

The trembling in her body told him that she was cumming, he reached down and started hitting her again. One eye was bruised and shutting, he aimed for her mouth and after a few more strikes gave her a busted lip.

That last round of slaps did it. Chyna wasn't making any noise anymore. The only sounds in the room were of his grunts and the sound of suction as his dick slid in and out of her. The fight beaten out of her, he took hold of her throat and used it to hold her while he finished anally fucking her limp body.

When he stood and looked at her, he saw a bloodied and broken thing. He tossed it over his shoulder and carried it down to the basement. To sara he said, "If it lives, the two of you can stay. If not, I'll do the same to you."



Crazy Uncle Ed Ch. 07



Exhausted Jack went back upstairs where he saw Chloe back in bed waiting. Ignoring her for the moment he went straight to the shower. As he was waiting for the water to run he felt a small fist softly punch him in his back. 

"I am going to ignore that for the moment, it would be wise of you to find somewhere else to be."

"If you are going to piss off a lion, best piss off an exhausted one, you worked her over big time...You know I am the one who should be pissed at you for using me," she said as she wrapped her arms around him, her soft breasts pushing into his back.

"And how did I use you?"

"To teach Chyna a lesson is how... That's ok I'm not mad, but you did manage to surprise me" she said as she reached down and cupped his sack. 

Stepping away from her into the shower he mechanically said, "you need to go live at your moms place, I'll set it up. She will take you in as her sister."

"Oh god! Please don't make me go there, please," she said as she stepped into the shower with him. "There has to be something, somewhere else. She resents me in so many ways. I might as well start hooking on a corner."

"That might happen anyways, though I am going to make sure that you are financially provided for. Look, this isn't up for discussion. You know you can't stay here and you know why."

The hot water running over them, they stood in a close embrace with neither of them speaking for a moment. "Let me be the office slut," she said quietly, "everyone knows that the factory has the best salaries, is the most productive and profitable in the state. But very few know why."

"Do you know what you are asking? To be shared around like you were nothing? I am offering you whores millions, and all you want is a belt and some dick. There is something that I haven't told you, I am going to set the three of you up. Like I am going to set the three of you up financially. You need to consider it."

"What do you think I did before you came around. Okay, Ed didn't share me, that doesn't mean that I didn't get around on my own. And besides, I have slept with most of the execs already. You are right I don't know how to do anything else, and you have to admit I am pretty good at fucking. And just a hint, some discipline and sex is all any girl wants"

"You don't really believe that any of the three of us are going to fucking take it do you? I am the most coherent of all of us and that sounds ludicrous even to me. I don't care how many millions it is. Money can't replace this, this is where we belong, in service to this," she said as she touched and massaged his cock. "We stayed, we all stayed when ed died, don't you get it? This is what we want. This is who we were born to be. In service to you."

Mike was silent again before asking, "Who is the brunette in some if the videos?"

"Bree? That is Breeona Donnis. Fred Donnis's wife. She played with us sometimes, she sucks at her job but she is still there because she is such a massive slut."

"So one of the executive managers got his wife a job that she can't do. Let me guess, she gives favors to her boss?"

"Yeah, but her boss is Ms James, and yes she eats her out. Ed used to use her to though."

"And Fred?"

"Doesn't care? Doesn't know? I don't know how he couldn't know. But he likes us young and Chy is even younger than Bree. Bree is 28 I think."

"How old is Fred?"

"Like 40," she laughed.

"You know where all the bodies are buried don't you?"

"Another reason to let me be the factory skank."

They didn't say to much more that night. She saw that he was distracted and let him be fearing that he really would lash out at her. She simply cuddled up close to him in bed and drifted away.

"You all have been doing a helluva job running this place and I wanted to say thank you," Mike said to all 30 of the factory exec and managers that he had assembled in his office. "I could never do even one percent of what yall do every day. But there are some irregularities that we have Ed left me that we have to deal with. So first we are going to watch a video, hence the projector, then we will have a chat."

Mike snapped his fingers and Chloe turned off the lights and hit play. The video that played was a very interesting highlight reel of the many injustices that had been visited on Chloe, Chyna and Sara over the years. The video was full color, some of it high def and had audio as well. Many parts of many rapes were played.

Ten minutes later the lights came on and the room was deathly quiet. "So," mike started, "what do we do here. What do I do? Option #1 keep letting it happen. Clearly I am not going that route as I stopped that the moment I got here."

"Those damn sluts wanted it!"

"Fred is that you? Come up here. Right to the front," as Fred got up mike explained. "For those of you who have been missing the, well lets call it the cave man incentive program, Fred here has been very active on your behalf. We will get to his role soon enough. But I have a problem. I have three whores that I don't know what to do with. One I am going to keep, maybe even two. But all three of them together is a massive cat fight that I am not going to deal with. So first problem, all these videos. There are more by the way."

"Now I know that I am a hypocrite and a adulterer and I have done some pretty bad things myself. But the key difference is that I wasn't unlucky enough to have it all caught on film. I wanted to do right by these girls but the problem is that if I give these video's to the police, well like I said, yall run this place. You all go to jail, the plant will shut down, and all your families will be out. Quickly."

"So what you are being handed are blackmail forms. You will each contribute ten percent of your monthly net income to go into a fund for the ladies that you raped. This will continue for ten years or until you contribute an amount of money that is specified in your packets, they range from 300 to 700 thousand. Some of you were very active in their lives. If you decide to go to leave the company and do not obtain employment of a similar salary, your video goes to the police. If your productivity drops, your video goes to the police. If I start to not like you, guess what happens?"

"So we can pay 300k and we are good?"

"Some of you, yup."

"How do we know you won't change the deal?"

"You don't."

"You can't fucking do this, you can't make us sign this!"

"I can do it and no I can't make you sign it. 10 years to me or 10-20 finding out what rape is like from the other side in jail. The evidence that I have on all of you is rock solid."

"We could all go to the police and tell them that you tried to blackmail us," Fred said.

"That is why you are sitting right here in the front Fred. What are you going to do, tell them that I gave you the choice of 300k or jail for rape? They might give me an award for just trying this. Go for it and you just earned an increase from 600k to 800k for suggesting that you cross me."

"So it is your choice, though you Fred, you are special. You were the greatest offender of all and I can't figure out why. Have any of you seen Fred's lovely wife? Lets do a show of hands who has seen Freds wife?"

All the hands in the room went up.

"Now of those who haven't had any, who wants a piece of Freds wife or of those who have, who wants another piece of Freds wife?"

All the hands in the room went up again with some laughter this time.

"Like I said earlier I am an adulterer, I had a piece of Fred's wife last night and she is amazing. What if I made you a deal Fred, your 600 well for you its 800k is wiped clean in exchange for free access for everyone to your wife? Oh and she will be treated the same way you treated Sara, Chloe and Chyna, that is to say if she says no, she will just be raped. How about it?"

"Deal."

"Fuck you Fred!" Bree came out of the hidden door to the apartment in the back of the office screaming like a banshee. "Fuck you, you spineless sack of shit, you don't trade me like one of your whores!"

"Looks like no deal Fred. Bree come here, do we have a deal on option 2?"

"What deal," Fred looked on still in shock.

"God yes," she said as she knelt at his feet. Chloe walked up next to her and did the same.

"What deal," Fred now on his feet yelled again.

"The one I made with Bree earlier this morning. You see this last night after work Bree and I had a conversation, well first I fired her, then we fucked, then we talked, but anyways. She watched two video's, one of her letting herself be passed around at a party. And a highlight reel of you over the years. I gave her some choices. Option 1 was of giving you her video and inducing you to divorce her and give her to me, the video of her infidelity would make sure that she got nothing in the divorce settlement. Option 2, the one she has selected, is of giving her your video to divorce you. She will get 50% of your salary after the 10% that goes to the Chloe, Sara, Chyna support fund, and that will continue from here on into eternity plus the house, the benz, the boat and 75% of all your cash assets, which may I add are very impressive. Oh and of course she is giving me power of attorney so those will be mine, not the companies, mine. So in short she could have nothing and be my slut or nothing, be my slut and be taken care of."

"But what happens still depends entirely on you. Option 1 is that you sign the paper, Bree files for divorce and gets whatever she wants which is all that stuff I just said and probably a little more, and that gets turned over to me to take care of her. Obviously she will be living upstairs for use by anyone you see in this room. Oh and you keep working here, you have a nice salary, half is more than you deserve... Option 2 is that you don't sign the paper, I turn your video's over to the police, you go to prison for the rest of your life, she files for divorce, gets everything and that gets turned over to me, again to take care of her. In either scenario she is one of two new office sluts to be used by any of my execs, managers and whoever they want to give them to. Well whoever minus you."

"You can't do this! I won't sign!"

"Then don't. Whatever. If that paper isn't signed by the time you leave this office, a copy of this dvd goes straight to the police," mike said as he tossed a copy to him.

"For the rest of you, the offer stands, sign and get back to work. Or don't I am sure the police will find you quickly. And meet your new caveman incentive program, miss Bree and miss Chloe. You will find that they are very eager to serve and if you find that they are not, let me know and I will adjust them."

"Please take advantage of miss Bree, she will be going away soon to get a series of breast jobs. These, stand up slut," he said as he tore her blouse off and unhooked her bra from behind. She stood there exposed for all to see. "These 36C's are nice," he said as he kneaded them in his hands, "but I think she will look amazing with bolted on stripper boobs. She is going to have surgeries until we get her to double E's." He unzipped her skirt, removed it and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. All it took was a look from him at Chloe and she stood and removed her clothes as well.

"Oh one thing," he said, "see how they both still have heels on? They are only allowed to take them off to change shoes, shower, and sleep. Enjoy them."

Every single person signed.

Mike left for the day, his managers more than capable of running things. When he pulled up to the house Chyna was kneeling on the porch. She looked like mike felt she should. Hair a mess, bruised battered all over, lip still busted, and not one but two black eyes. One of which was still swollen shut. Sara hadn't bothered with makeup, correctly thinking that if he had done this to her, he wanted to her to look like this.

"Chyna why are you here?"

"I am waiting to serve my master, I was given no instructions so I knelt here awaiting instructions."

"How did you know I would be home so soon?"

"I didn't I would have died here waiting if that what was called for."

"Good girl," he said as he patted her head, "come lets get you into bed."

She obediently crawled after him into the house.