Tommy walked into the master bedroom, his bedroom, now, and lay in the center of
the large down comforter; Lisa had taken care of her chores and the bed was made.
Letting out a sigh of contentment he watched his newest acquisition walk to the
foot of the bed, her eyes downcast. Aunt Bambi stood naked, the nipples topping
her large breasts erect at the thought of riding the young stallion on the bed.
She spread her legs shoulder width apart exposing her naked mound and pussy lips
to Tommy's hungry gaze and crossed her arms behind her back and awaited her
master's command.

Though little time had passed since he had begun Melody's training, his cock
began to stir as he looked at her lush, older body so like his mother's and yet
so fresh and unexplored. Her dark hair fell to her shoulders and thick dark
lashes shielded her eyes from his gaze, but Tommy knew from staring into them,
from molding Bambi's will to his own, that they were deep and brown. Thinking of
eyes, Tommy pictured his mother, strapped down on all fours, looking up at him as
Blackie, their pony, mounted her. This had been a busy, busy day.

"Bambi, you made love to my father and swore you'd return and have your sister's
son, too?"

Bambi's eyes rose to look at Tommy as she answered, "Yes."

"And now your sister's son has you, right?"

"Yes."

"Tell me, Bambi, what are your plans? Not now, for tonight, but in general. Where
is your proper place?"

"Master, it is my place and that of every woman at the feet of a strong, severe
man. I hope to train well, to serve you as you desire. I am also a doctor, one
specializing in helping women fulfill their other great goal, to have babies. I
will help you with your women, serving, in exchange for your mastery of me, as
your overseer, your headwoman.

"I knew your mother hated me and thought it would take time to get close to you,
to make love to you as I did your father. I arranged a temporary posting to the
University Hospital obstetrics unit and took an apartment in the city. I will,
with your permission, move in here, now that I know what is going on."

As she finished her answer, Bambi knelt at the foot of the bed. Leaning forward
her mouth just reached Tommy's bare boyish feet.

"I've been thinking, Bambi, that with your help I could get some things done
around here. Melody needs to be adopted and you're easier to direct than Mom;
perhaps you could be her mother. We also need some more barn space. I think we
need to..."

Tommy's voice trailed off into a soft moan as Bambi's red lips encircled his big
toe. The warm wetness of her tongue and the gentle pressure of her sucking on the
toe caused his cock to dance. Bambi rose up a fraction, opening her mouth even
wider, and took all five of his toes into her mouth. Her teeth grazed the
sensitive skin on his soles and he shuddered. The air was cool on the trails of
saliva she left behind, but her tongue and lips seemed touched with fire, a fire
Tommy felt whenever his aunt touched him.

Bambi disengaged, rocking back on her knees to take a look at her new master. His
cock was rigid and though only five inches in length, certainly large enough for
any twelve-year old; given what she knew of his father, Bambi felt sure it would
grow with age.

"Bambi, do you work out?"

"Yes, Master."

Bambi could feel Tommy's eyes burning into her full tits. Though she was
well-endowed like her sister, no children and a strenuous regime of exercise had
kept her body from revealing her three and a half decades of life.

"I think you should start working with the other girls; you should all get in
shape for me."

"Yes, Master. I'll get started tomorrow.

"And Master, I know a local attorney who could handle the adoption. She is smart,
slim, and believes many of the things I believe. I'm sure she could find us a
sympathetic judge; perhaps even a beautiful, cooperative judge."

Before Tommy could answer, Lisa's voice could be heard from the living room,
"That's it, Holly, lick it...lick it...lick it right there...right...." The words
were then lost in high-pitched moans of pleasure. Tommy and Bambi looked at each
other and smiled.

Bambi crawled over the edge of the bed, spreading Tommy's legs. Lisa's climax
continued as Bambi's tongue snaked out, caressing Tommy's balls. Lisa's moans
faded as Tommy's began. Bambi licked first one nut, then the other. She opened
her mouth, sucking his entire sac into her mouth. Again the gentle pressure and
warm wetness of her mouth turned the boy on. Tommy closed his eyes as his fingers
knotted in Bambi's hair, urging her on.

Releasing his nuts, Bambi licked up and down her master's shaft. A drop of
pre-cum on the tip formed a sticky strand from his cock to her tongue, a
drooping, glistening thread connecting her to his manhood. She smiled at the
image as she opened her mouth wide again and engulfed Tommy's cock. Experience
guided her tongue around the head, surprising Tommy. None of his other girls was
this good; something else for Bambi to teach them.

Such thoughts of other times, other places were driven from Tommy's head as he
watched his aunt rise up onto the bed and straddle him. With infinite slowness
she lowered her excited, bald cunt onto his cock. Tommy felt the urge to thrust,
to drive his cock into the wet velvet glove of her cunt but he resisted. This was
something new, something he had not even considered: Let the woman do all of the
work.

Bambi started her ride slowly, building speed as Tommy watched. Her hands began
to stroke his chest, a pinch of his small nipples drawing a gasp from him. It had
hurt, but along with watching his aunt's belly undulate as she impaled herself on
him it excited him. It excited him even more to think of Mom's frustration, first
at having Bambi take her husband and now at having her take her son. Aunt Bambi's
experience brought Tommy to the edge very quickly and kept him there for a very
long time. It was well past midnight when Tommy finally spent himself and rolled
over into a deep, dreamless sleep.

The sun streamed in through the crack at the edge of the blinds, bringing Tommy
awake. He sat upright and looked around, blinking in confusion. Then he saw Bambi
curled up on the floor at the foot of his bed and he relaxed. Stretching he
smiled at the shine of his dried seed on his aunt's thighs. That sight made him
think of his mother, still bound in the barn with an unstabled stallion. "She'll
keep," he thought, climbing out of bed.

A look at the monitor when he entered the front room showed that he was right.
His mother seemed to be sleeping on her padded bench while Blackie chewed
contentedly at his feed. Tommy would have sworn the horse was smiling as he
popped the almost exhausted videotape out of the machine, replacing it with a
fresh one. Grabbing a marker he scrawled "Mom & Blackie #1" and the day's
date. Piling the tape on his growing collection, Tommy went to the porch for the
paper.

Tommy returned to the entry hall, glancing at the headlines of the paper, looking
away, and then looking back, reading them with a smile. Before he could do more
he heard Lisa on the stairs. Looking up he could see she wore nothing but her
collar and led his sister, Holly, by a leash attached to hers. Holly, too, wore
nothing but a collar and held a leash. Her leash went to Melody's collar;
Melody's face was partially hidden by the leather straps of of a cock shaped gag
which filled her mouth, and her crotch was covered by a tight fitting pair of
leather "panties" which held a pair of buzzing vibrators in her two nether
orifices. Melody's arms were tied cruelly behind her back and tears ran down her
young cheeks with each tortuous step down the stairs.

"Good morning, girls," Tommy said cheerily.

Lisa and Holly smiled at Tommy. Melody struggled to take another step without
falling.

"I heard you three having fun last night."

Lisa and Holly both blushed, the red rising from the middle of their chests,
spreading across the tops of their naked breasts, up under their dark leather
collars and across their faces. Tommy pointed and Lisa spread her hairless cunt
lips for him to see how slick they still were. Tommy smiled and led the three
into the kitchen.

Tommy quickly doled out three helpings of dog food, placing the dishes on the
kitchen floor. Without hesitation Lisa and Holly dropped and crawled to their
breakfasts. Tommy stood and watched as their asses wiggled and he could see their
naked lips pressed between their thighs. As they bent forward to eat he could see
the tight, inviting pucker of their assholes.

Tommy's gaze traveled across the room to Melody. She just stared at the two girls
on the floor. Crossing to her, Tommy smiled, unbuckling and removing the invasive
gag from her mouth. She swallowed hard several times, seeming to test the hinge
of her jaw. Then she turned her face to Tommy, fire dancing in her eyes.

"You're going to go to jail for this, Tommy! Where are my parents? What did you
do with them?"

Tommy reached for the paper he had laid on the counter and held it up for Melody
to see. A picture of Melody's mom and dad, draped in blankets being led to police
cars dominated the space above the fold. Melody's mind slowly came back into
focus enough that she could read the banner headline: Couple Found in Gross,
Indecent Act.

"What did you do to them?" Melody asked, her voice rising to a panicked pitch,
her breasts dancing with her rage.

"It's now what I did, it is what I could do," Tommy answered, his voice
frighteningly flat.

Melody paused, tearing her eyes from the paper and looking at Tommy.

"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"You've seen what I can do with people, when I put my mind to it. What if your
parents were to be locked up and some one were to throw away the key?"

"No!"

"Yes, my dear, I could make it happen. I WILL make it happen unless you and I
come to an understanding.

"You're parents are obviously unfit; anyone can see that. My aunt is going to
adopt you and you'll live here with us. You'll go along with it being my personal
pet, taking care of my needs and bearing my babies. In exchange I'll make sure
your parents go to very nice funny farms and receive only the best care."

"You can't mean that, Tommy," Melody bawled, "I'm only eleven and I don't want
to...I can't believe..."

"Believe," Tommy interrupted, "Believe that your mom will have a real good time
when she ends up in an all-male cell by 'mistake'."

A look of shock filled Melody's face, replacing the teary pleading. She really
could not believe that Tommy would so such a thing, that such a thing could
happen to her mother. Yet she had seen what Tommy could do.

Tommy let her stew, turning from her to prepare himself a bowl of Captain Crunch.
After a couple of noisy mouthfuls he turned to Melody again.

"Your decision?"

Melody's face dropped toward the ground. Tommy could barely hear her when she
asked, "Tommy, may I use my arms while I eat?"

Tommy quickly untied her and watched happily as she dropped to her knees and
crawled across the floor to join the other girls for breakfast. Tommy heard quiet
clapping from the doorway and looked up to see his naked aunt standing there.

"You handled that very well, Master."

"Thank you. I will want to see that lawyer as soon as possible, and see if she
can bring a female judge, too. I want to take care of those legal matters.

"Are you hungry?"

Bambi smiled, dropping to her knees and crawling to Tommy. He laughed as he
prepared another bowl and placed it on the floor in front of her.

The four girls finished eating, licking their bowls clean, just about the time
Tommy finished his second bowl of cereal. Bambi sat back on her heels when she
was done and looked at Tommy.

"Shouldn't we release your mother, Tommy? Blackie may or may not be sated and
another go with a cock like his..."

"It's okay, Bambi. She won't mind. I need you to check yourself and the other
girls. I need to know if they are pregnant."

Bambi nodded and rose to comply. After poking, prodding and examining each of
them she reported to Tommy.

"Holly is pregnant but Lisa and Melody aren't. Lisa is almost at her peak, so you
should be able to impregnate her sometime this week. I would guess that you will
have some trouble with Melody since she is so young. I could help that along with
shots I told you about. I could use similar hormones on myself, too."

"Damn, I really wanted a picture of all of you heavy with my children. What shots
were those again?"

Bambi went into her doctor's bag and pulled out a small vial. "This is a hormone
which regulates ovulation. If I give it to Melody now she will be ready by
tonight, as will Lisa naturally. I can use it, but you'll want to keep your sperm
count high; as they say, three on a match is bad luck."

"Okay, do it."

Bambi drew a syringe full of the thick, yellowish liquid. Melody had been
listening and tried to crawl away from the glistening needle. Holly's hand on her
leash stopped her and Tommy's painfully tight grip on her arm brought her to her
feet.

"No, Tommy, don't let her do this. Tommy, don't...."

Tommy bent Melody over a kitchen chair, her ass pointed right at Bambi. With a
practiced stab she pumped the hormone into the girl's rump. As Melody rubbed the
sore spot Bambi leaned close, whispering, "It'll help your tits grow some, too."

Tommy picked up the ankle cuff chained to the stove, snapping it around Melody's
leg before she rose from the chair. He grabbed a handful of her hair and turned
her eyes to look into his. The familiar dreamy expression came over her face.

"Melody, you ran away from me. That is bad. You must not run. You must be
punished. Today you must clean the kitchen floor...with your tongue. Make sure
you don't miss any spots."

Tommy broke contact and smiled as Melody crawled into the corner and began her
task.

"Lisa, Holly, get dressed. I have some errands for the two of you to run while I
am at school. Bambi, put something on; we need to go check on Mom."

Tommy opened the door to the barn and was greeted by a sharp, primeval smell, the
smell of his mother's sex mixed with that of Blackie's semen. Mom was still limp
on the bench, her body covered in a sticky layer of mingled sweat. Running down
the back end of the bench and into a pool on the floor was a vast quantity of
Blackie's sperm where it had leaked out of Mom's pussy.

Bambi stepped forward to release her sister but Tommy's raised hand stopped her.
The boy crossed the barn to Blackie, patting him on his lathered neck.

"That's a good fella. Good fella. Did she satisfy you? Do you need another go?"

Mom stirred, dazedly on the bench as Tommy took a closer look at Blackie. He was
tired, but his hooves began to dance and his nostrils to flare as Tommy led him
closer to his captive mother. Tommy brought Blackie's muzzle down to his mother's
face. His mother turned her head toward them as Blackie's sensitive nose caught
the scent remaining around Mom's lips.

"Tommy, what...Glubb!"

Mom's tired complaint was cut off by Blackie's large equine tongue.

"Lub stobull! Gule...."

Tommy grabbed a handful of his mother's hair, jerking her head back. Her jaw
opened and Blackie's tongue probed deeper into Mom's gaping mouth. When he was
satisfied that Blackie could make it for another go, Tommy lead the stallion
around to his mother's rear and urged the pony on.

"Come on, fella, mount up."

Blackie obeyed, his fore-hooves wrapping around her waist like a lover's embrace.
As the horse climbed atop the bound woman, Tommy guided his engorged cock toward
his mother's anus.

"Tommy! What are you...Huh!" Mom shouted as she felt the intrusion into her
nether region.

Blackie felt his cock enter a warm, tight opening and leaned into his work. Tommy
dodged to the side and watched as the pony sank his long, black shaft into his
mother's ass. As Blackie found his rhythm, Tommy watched his mother's face. Her
eyes grew wide as the thrusts grew harder, hard enough to push the heavy bench
across the barn floor.

Blackie's sweat flew as the animal thrust into Tommy's mother. Her ass had
finally loosened enough that thrusts didn't hurt, but her eyes remained wide,
surprised with each thrust at how full her ass was with a cock. Blackie suddenly
spread his hind hooves, digging in for the final stretch. Then he arched his neck
and let loose a long nicker. The horse dismounted, spent, and another load of
gluey semen began to leak from Mom's asshole.

Tommy approached his mother as Bambi bent to release her. Lifting her head by the
chin, Tommy caught Mom's eye.

"Mom, wasn't Blackie special? I want you to remember how strong he was,
especially if you feel any soreness while you're at work. I want you to remember
how good he was and how grateful you are to him for showing you how a mare feels.
You'll remember how good he felt."

"I'll remember how good he felt."

"I also want you to remember how it felt to be pregnant. Remember when you were
carrying me? Remember how good you felt, what do they call it, the 'glow' you
had? I want you to think about that, about the good feelings you had when you
were pregnant. I want you to think about that whenever you have a free moment.
About how good it felt to be pregnant.

"You would want to share that sort of happiness, right? Share the glow of being
pregnant with your daughter, with Lisa, with your 'niece', Melody. I want you to
think about sharing the good feeling, about all of you being pregnant at the same
time."

"All of us pregnant."

Mom was tired; a night with a stallion seemed to have drained her of her constant
desire to avoid pregnancy, to try and talk Tommy out of his dream. Tommy smiled
as Bambi finished with the last of the knots.

"Mom, Blackie is tired, but I think you should thank him for how good he made you
feel, don't you? You should probably clean him up, at least his stallion cock.
You'd trust one of the girls to brush him down, but you should really clean his
cock yourself, with your mouth. Lick him clean."

"Lick Blackie clean."

Tommy broke contact and his mother slowly rose from the bench. As she crossed to
the pony she glanced nervously at Tommy, blushing.

"Tommy, this is not the sort of thing a mother wants to do in front of her son.
Why don't you go inside..."

Tommy stood his ground, pointedly watching his mother. Hanging her head in defeat
she turned back to the horse.

"Blackie, I need to thank you for last night."

With that she dropped to her knees and slide under the horse. Blackie nickered in
pleasure as Mom licked his genitals, her tongue disappearing time and again into
the animal's penile sheath. With an effort she got the animal's entire length
into her mouth, pulling back when his cock was squeaky clean.

Before he would let her leave the barn, Tommy led his mother behind the stallion,
lifting the horses tail out of the way and pressing her face between his large
cheeks. To Tommy's surprise, his mother stiffened her tongue and French kissed
the horse's anus. Tommy smiled, satisfied that his mother had done her job and
led her and Bambi back to the house.

While Mom and Bambi showered, together, of course, Tommy spoke to Lisa and Holly.

"Holly, call building contractors. We're going to need more barn space. Also look
in the classifieds and see if you can find any cattle for sale. Call and ask
about them; we don't need any steers, just bulls and cows, but not that many.

"Lisa, in my bedroom next to the bed is a pile of panties; panties from all of
you girls. You know what I want, right?"

Lisa nodded, blushing above her pretty white blouse. Tommy reached forward,
undoing one more button so her cleavage would be obvious to anyone she met.

"I also want you to get some more collars; we'll be adding some women to
our...herd."

Bambi and Mom emerged, both dressed stylishly, Mom in a black business suit,
white blouse, knee-length skirt, dark stockings and high heels. Tommy smiled,
knowing she wore no panties. Bambi wore a silk blouse just a touch too small for
her bust. Every time she moved Tommy could see the outline of her lacy
plunging-neckline bra through the cream-colored material. A burgundy skirt, slit
up the back with matching pumps and tan stockings completed her ensemble. Again
Tommy knew she wore no panties.

Pointing at his aunt, Tommy said simply, "Lawyer and judge tonight, right?"

Bambi nodded. Going to the table, Tommy scooped his mother's secret home videos
into his backpack. Approaching her he patted her on the stomach where the first
of his children was growing.

"Mom, meet me after school. We're going to get you girls a new job which will pay
me for keeping you at home, in the kitchen and pregnant."

Tommy heard the horn and ran for the door, glancing in at Melody hard at work on
her penance. Running down the path toward the bus, video cassettes bouncing on
his back, Tommy considered. It seemed like it was time to share his good fortune;
it was time to let Paul in on the secret.