Driven by Craving

That night as she lay on her mat next to His bed with her teats still throbbing, she decided she never wanted to face another day like today. For hours, every 15 to 20 minutes she heard over the intercom, His commands of “on” or “off.” More than once the off period was spent being milked which gave her teats no rest at all. As humiliating as it was to beg to serve as His urinal, she longed to hear the flushing sound over the intercom so that her punishment could be done. He had called her into His office more than once to make sure that the toilet clamps were on tightly enough, tugging and testing them, and He tested them again when she had begged to use her toilet in His office. When He finally had to piss again, it was such a relief to finally be allowed to take the clamps off for a while, that after kissing His feet and thanking Him for the honor of serving as His piss bucket, she could not stop herself from repeatedly thanking Him for allowing the punishment to be over. Even the cream that she was to put on her teats each day to keep them from cracking or splitting from the milking did not help the endless throbbing.

After a night of not much sleep and two nighttime milking sessions in which she has to crawl downstairs to the milking station, get into position, setting a timer before turning on the milking machine and then be milked and fuck the bull cock until the timer went off, with strict orders not to cum as bad fuck cows do not get to cum, she desperately wanted today to be better than yesterday.

After serving Him breakfast and being allowed to suck on His cock while He ate, He left beside His plate a list of chores that she was to do that day. “If My slave finishes all these chores, Master wants it to take a short nap, as He has plans for it tonight. Prior to the nap however, all of its chores must be checked, and of course there are still its other duties as fuck cow and piss bucket to be served. When Master's cunt is ready for its chores to be checked, it is to come beg for Master to do so. They best of been done right the first time or yesterday will seem like a walk in the park. Do My cunt understand?”

“Sir, Yes Sir, Your cunt understands Sir.”

“Good, it is dismissed to its duties then.”

Even before, she had always been a tidy housekeeper, but now she became intent about everything, making sure each room was spotless from top to bottom, that there was not a speck of dust or dirt left, as she did not want to get in trouble again. Twice during the morning chores, the cowbell had rung and once the toilet had flushed, but even with time spent serving as His fuck cow, His urinal and serving Him lunch, she was ready to have Him check her chores in the early afternoon. However, after yesterday, she was so petrified of asking Him to check the chores that even the lure of a nap did not stop her knees from knocking as she crawled into His office to beg Him to check on her chores.

With each room He checked, she watched His face to see if He was pleased and the relief that she felt when He turned to her smiling saying “Good job cunt, Master is pleased,” was nearly orgasmic. “Time for a milking before My fuck cow takes its nap. And because it has done such a good job, Master will let His fuck cow cum. After its nap, Master has some surprises for His fuck cow. Now down to the milking station.”

When she finally curled up on a mat in His office to take a nap, it was with a full heart, full stomach of His cum and still sore teats. she did not know how many hours passed when He awoke her for another milking and to start getting His dinner ready. “After dinner has been served and cleaned up, Master is going to take His cunt out to show her how the shopping is to be done and He wants His slut to look good, so it is now time to show His slut where it is to bathe.”

After being led to the small bathroom, she immediately noticed that there was no shower or tub in this bathroom, not even a sink, just a toilet and a vanity table. “When I wish for My slave to bathe me or I wish to bathe with My slave, then of course, that will happen elsewhere, but if I send My toilet to bathe itself by itself, this is where it is to wash up, using the only water fitting for a toilet, toilet water. Master has supplied His toilet with shampoo, conditioner and the like and there is toothbrush, toothpaste, makeup, blow dryer, etc on the vanity. This is where it is to prepare itself for tonight's adventure. As dinner is to be served in about 20 minutes, Master wants His cunt washed up, with hair and makeup done, ready to serve dinner in that time. Master's toilet has little time to waste, it better get started washing up.”

Crawling quickly forward and plunging her head into the toilet water, she quickly poured handfuls of toilet water over her hair, wetting it thoroughly. Feeling His eyes upon her as she prepared to wash her hair in a toilet, made her cunt clench and drip. Remembering how often He had used His cunt while she knelt in just such a position had her moaning with desire. She could hear Him chuckling “Not yet, My greedy cunt, not yet,” before He walked away. Each time the water got too filled with soap bubbles to be useful anymore, she flushed the toilet bringing fresh water to rinse her hair or wash her arms and legs with. With no clock, she had no idea how much time had passed as she quickly dried her hair, and started putting on makeup. Taking one last look at the mirror, she hustled into the dining room to stand at serving position.

“Just in the nick of time, cunt. I think after yesterday's punishment, Master's cunt does not want to be punished any time soon. And it sounded like My toilet slut was enjoying its bath and was very hungry for Master's cock.”

After dinner was served and cleaned up from, her Master called her into the living room and told her of His plans for this evening. “After tonight it will be My cunt's chore to do the weekly grocery shopping, however, there are some things that it needs to know. One, the shopping will be done in the late evening, so that children will not be subjected to My slut's behavior. Second, Master has an arrangement with the manager of the local grocery store, whereby the grocery bill is send as a monthly bill, so no monetary payment will need to be made. That does not mean that Master's cunt will not have to pay for the groceries, but it will soon see how it is to pay. Over on the chair is what Master wants His slut to wear whenever it is allowed to go grocery shopping, but it on cunt, Master wants to see if any adjustment is needed.”

On the chair was a shiny slip of a dress with long spaghetti straps and a flip skirt. When she put it on, she noticed that because the straps were so long, that the tops of her teats were exposed if the straps slid forward even a little bit, it was cut so deeply at the sides that most of her udders were exposed from the side and the bottom of the skirt left her ass cheeks exposed when she walked.

“Excellent, just how I want My slut to look, and I know that I do not need to remind it, that it is to always bend from the waist with its legs widely spread. Time to go, this time Master will go with His cunt to introduce her to the manager, so pay attention cunt, as any instructions that are given tonight will not be repeated but will be enforced. Does My cunt understand?”

“Master, Yes Master, Your cunt understands.”

T/they were at the market in no time and after meeting the night manager at the front door and having her Master tell the manager that T/they would come to his office while the groceries were being totaled, her Master handed her the list and told her to get a cart. As T/they moved through the store, she could feel the draft of the cold air, and the eyes of the people stocking the shelves. As she passed each one of the shelf stockers, they reached out grabbing an udder or feeling her ass cheeks. Each time she had to get an item from the bottom shelf, she knew she was completely exposed to anyone who was around. At the bottom of the shopping list were three items that she had not but on there, two different types of herbs and oatmeal. As she noticed them, her Master said, “To increase My fuck cow's milk production, in addition to the hormones that it is already on.” Once the list was complete, T/they made their way up the stairs to the manager's office.

As she entered the manager's office, she saw a huge squash on the manager's desk. “My friend here likes to watch slut's fuck themselves with fruits and vegetables, and as part of My slut's payment, it will fuck itself until He wishes it to stop After thanking Him properly for allowing Master's slut free access to the market, He will walk My slut out to the car.”

“Lay on the desk cunt,” she heard the manager say. “Legs toward me, up and widely spread.” After getting into place, with her ass on the edge of the desk, laying back with her legs up and spread wide apart, she grabbed the squash, and turning it over in her hand tried to figure out how it would ever fit. “Grab the stalk as the handle, wide end goes in that slut cunt.”

“I told My cunt it would get fucked later tonight, but I do not think that it knew what I had in mind,” she heard her Master say.

As she grabbed the thin end as a handle, she noticed that the wide end of the squash was wider and longer than the bull cock that she had to fuck when she was milked. Working the squash into place, feeling herself stretch and pull from the width of the cock, she started to push the squash deeper into her cunt until finally she had buried it up to her hand.

“Faster, harder cunt, I want to see you cum on that squash,” she heard the manager say.

Putting both hands on the stalk of the squash, she started slamming the squash into her cunt over and over, faster and harder with each stroke, through her cunt was stretching from the squash and quickly her arms started to tire and shake, she kept fucking herself until she was on the verge of cumming. “Master, may Your slut cum please Master?”

“Yes, My cunt, cum.”

After cumming, she continued to fuck herself with the squash until it started falling apart and the manager told her to stop. Because her Master had told her she was to thank the manager, she quickly got down from the desk and started sucking the manager's already exposed cock until he shot his cum all over her face.

“Thank you for the helping Me show My slut how I want it to grocery shop. My slut will be seeing you same time next week. Thank you again My friend.”

As T/they walked from the store, with cum sticking to her face and pieces of squash falling from her cunt, she could hardly imagine that grocery shopping would be like this.