Home Invasion

(Disclaimer. All characters are 18+, any use of the words "kids" and "children" is in reference to adult offspring.)

Morgan Bancroft and her wife Emma held hands as they watched the moving van park in front of their house. Though, it really was not their house anymore.

The former minister of education was given a choice, she could accept the role of assistant to the man OCOW would send to oversee the system's school curriculum and stay in their house together as a family or their property would be confiscated and they and their daughters would be assigned to separate public habitats while their son Parker would be relocated to an off-world military academy.
The prospect of never seeing their children again coupled with the nightmarish stories about what happened to women in Manarchy pubhabs was enough to make Mrs. and Mrs Bancroft accept the offer without fully understanding what the family was signing up for. By the time the explanatory pamphlets came in, it was too late.

Now, the moment they had been dreading for weeks had finally arrived. "Kids, they are here." Emma called out. "Try to put on a positive face." the woman told her three daughters and one son.

"I'm scared." said River.
"I know sweetie." said Morgan. "But whatever happens, we will get through it, together."

"Maybe it won't be so bad." said Parker.
"Of course it won't be bad for you, you're a boy." said Holly.
"No, I identify as..." Parker was cut off when his older sister, Holly's twin hit her little brother with a hard truth.
"These people don't care how you identify." said Leah. "All they care about is..."
The door opened.

Two drones the size of a movie disc floated through the door and scanned the room before four women wearing only jewelry and body chains walked in throwing flower petals on the floor before a man with a shaved head and a thick beard walked into the house with a woman on his arm dressed in a shear white sun dress and a chain veil over her face which accentuated her eyes. The man stood there in silence, inspecting them, undressing them with his eyes, and daring them to speak before being spoken to.

None of them said a word. Billy was impressed. "Greetings." the man said. "My name is William Bulcock, my friends call me Billy, you will call me 'sir' or 'your dominance' because that is what I am to you. This is my wife, Gina. You will call her 'lady' or 'your dominance' because she is my love and my heart and any disrespect to her will be seen by me as the most grievous of transgressions. These are my concubines, legally. I prefer to use the term 'slut-slaves'. Be mindful that they are my property legally and spiritually, which means their value to me is infinitely greater than yours.
"I want to be clear here and now. You are public females, serving me and living in this house are privileges. If you find yourself unable or unwilling to perform your duties, if you think that you would prefer to take your chances elsewhere, you are welcome to do so. But let me tell you what happens to you if I dismiss you from my service.
"As public females without a work assignment, you will be taken to a public habitat concordant with your utility value. You will be housed communally with other women sharing everything. All your basic needs will be provided for, but without work, you will be unable to leave. Your MUV score will determine the jobs for which you may apply.
"But do not worry about being bored or lonely in lock-up. Men are free to come and go from the pubhabs as they please. No cell block is closed to them with the women being obliged to service and entertain their visitors. Women who receive multiple negative reviews can have their MUV score dropped, their privileges restricted, their work opportunities curtailed and do I need to tell you what happens to a woman whose utility value to men is zero?" Heads shook. No one needed reminding of what the Manarchy had done to the former chancellor after their armored soldiers extracted the Karendan leader and her family from their security bunker. "Good girls."

"Um. I am not a girl." said Parker.
"You sure about that?" said Billy. "You sure do have on a lot of makeup for someone who says that they are not a girl."
"It is true, Sir." said Morgan. "Our Parker. They are young and are experimenting with their..."
"Don't care." Billy stared eyeballs at Parker. "Tell me true, do you have a cock or a cunt?"
"Cock, sir." said Parker.
"SweetTits, GingerCunt, have Parker show you their bedroom and confirm this. If there is a man under all that body glitter, find it and fecundity." Billy commanded. Two of the naked kneeling **** girls rose to their feet and took the supposed young male by either arm and coaxed him into showing them upstairs, leaving his moms and sisters alone with the leering man with his sinister gaze.

"The rest of you are, in fact, females?" Jordan Bancroft, her wife Emma, and their daughters River, Holly, and Leah all nodded.
"You two could have fooled me." said Billy lifting Jordan and River by their throats and tossing them both on the floor with casual ease. There was screaming, shouts, cries of indignation, threats. "Silence." said Billy in a calm clear voice. The women stopped their noise making.

"You disgust me. Lesbianism." Bill spat the last word with such vitriol that it frightened the women. "How degenerate of you. What kind of selfishness would make you want to raise these poor children without a father to guide and protect them. You do not care about your kids, you simply see them as accessories to your lifestyle. You have raised a bunch of useless glorified house pets. Make no mistake, if Morgan here were not classified as a unique asset, the two of you would be shipped off world for re-education. I cannot even begin to imagine the damage that you have done to your daughters' worth on the **** and marriage markets.
"So, you don't like me and I do not like you. That does not matter. I have a job to do you will either help me in spreading enlightened civilization to this benighted star system, or you will learn to suffer the consequences of my displeasure. Do you understand?" The Bancroft women nodded. "Say 'yes, dominance.'"

"""Yes, dominance.""" said the terrified women.

"Excellent. Gina darling." Billy turned to look at his wife. "You oversee the servibots and get us settled in while Morgan shows me my new home office and go over the projection goals."
"Of course, Dear." said Billy's wife meekly from behind her veil of gold chains.
"Atta girl." said Billy giving his wife a playful slap on the ass, sending her off to do her duty so that he could do his, control and oppress the women of this world.