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Rubberized Shit Slave – Part 11
For 12 hours per day for the following week, Dan remained strapped to the milking chair, his ass loaded with the heavy thick cum of either the horses, the dogs, the bull, or his Master – with the enormous double arm plug shoved in to keep him dilated and in a great deal of pain. The thick rubber dive suit also remained in place, and with the daily tightening of the corset straps as well as the hormone treatments Dan’s waist measurement was steadily shrinking giving him a more and more hourglass and feminine shape. The only part of his rubber gear that was changed was the type of hood on his head. The latest version was an extremely tight transparent latex rubber hood that caused Dan’s facial features to become compressed and distorted. Between the compression of the hood and the painful suctioning of his sensitive breasts the contorted visage that was Dan’s face was the very picture of pure agony. After each milking session Karol would administer another dose of hormones, usually by injecting Dan’s stretched out tits with the large hypodermic needle, or sometimes with a multitude of much smaller needles pincushioning the slave’s breasts. One of the side effects of the milking process was that Dan now truly had a pair of soft dangling udders that could be abused to his Master’s content. When not in the milking machine they were kept either compressed by the thick tubes of latex rubber, or under the size 14 boot of Karol’s big feet. Karol also liked to take his bitch-slave to bed with him at night, and rape Dan’s mouth and ass while mauling the gigantic boobs with his large rough calloused hands.
As Karol unlatched the suction tubes from the latest round of milking, he announced to Dan that it was time for a new type of treatment instead of the injectable hormones. The milk that Dan’s udders had been producing was laced with such high levels of the drug, that the sadistic farmer wanted to see if his slave-slut could absorb the drug right out of the liquid itself. After explaining this to Dan, Karol dragged him over to the corner of the barn that was normally used to hose the slave down after a heavy, sweaty, rubber-covered session of being mated with the larger livestock as Karol watched and enjoyed the show. There was a new piece of furniture in the area now however, something Dan would soon come to know as the milking bench. It was essentially a thick plank of wood leaning on a 70 degree angle, with holes cut out for Dan’s face, tits and his cock to poke through. The seat portion was little more than a short unpadded bench, with a large hole cut out right where Dan’s distended asslips would be. Various straps of thick industrial rubber were located at multiple points on the bench, to secure the human cow for her milking session.
As Karol strapped Dan into the milking chair, he explained that this would be a unique session of pleasure for the Master, but that this bench would from then on be used for manual milking of Dan’s udders as Karol saw fit. This session however, would be a filling session – to load up Dan’s useless body with the very product of his dangling, sagging tits. Karol then proceeded to insert a large tube deep into Dan’s rectum, after removing the distention plug. The tube was fed deep into Dan’s bowels, and connected via thick rubber tubing to a 4 litre hopper. Next was a catheter, fed deep into the slave’s bladder, that despite being lubed with goose fat burned and pained the slave as it was advanced deeper into his body. Lastly, a thick penis gag was fed deep into Dan’s throat, taking advantage of the rigourous throat pussy stretching that Dan had been subjected to for weeks. The penis gag extended right into the slave’s esophagus, and causes an obscene bulging visible from the outside. Dan’s face was pressed into the facehole of the milking bench, and then the filling began.
Karol started with Dan’s anal filling. The four liter hopper was filled with 2 litres of the tit-milk that Karol had been collecting since the beginning of the milking process a week before. Dan could feel his insides filling up to the point of pain as the hormone-laced milk worked its way into every nook and cranny of the slave’s lower intestines. As the last of the milk gurgled out of the hopper into the tubing on its way to Dan’s distended gut, Karol turned his attention towards the catheter bag. Another litre of Dan’s milk was loaded into the bag, and Karol smiled sadistically as he watched it inch along the tubing and into Dan’s bladder. The slave’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he felt even more distention inside of his belly. The urge to piss was incredible – but Karol was in complete control of Dan’s body and currently had chosen only to allow fluids into Dan’s body…not out. Once the full litre had been drained into the slave’s bladder, the catheter was clamped to prevent and of the milk from flowing back out. “Only one hole left to go slave” Karol announced. With that, he grabbed the funnel attached to the enormous and long penis gag, and began to pour the remaining quantity of slave-milk down Dan’s throat into his stomach. Karol estimated that approximately three litres was left to fill up Dan’s stomach. The effort of ingesting so much fluid had caused Dan to break out into a heavy sweat inside of his rubber prison. And the thick rubber suit covered by the tight corset did not give way easily to the pressure of the tit-milk pressing outward from the inside. It took a full half hour for Dan to force down the last of the milk, and once done, Karol quickly changed the filling gag for an inflatable ball gag that completely filled and sealed the slave’s mouth.
Karol stood back, and smiled as he gazed at his prized slut-slave. Covered in rubber, strapped to a milking chair, and filled in all three holes with his own hormone laced milk. For Dan’s part, he felt like he was going to explode. The milk with which he had been stuffed was straining to get out, but was held in place by the various rubber sealants plugging all of the slave’s orifices. Firmly strapped to the bench Dan could scarcely move a muscle. He was not going anywhere or releasing anything until Karol allowed it – and he had a feeling that would be very long time. He did not have to wait long however to have his Master’s plan revealed to him. Karol told him that he would stay put for the next 15 hours or so, before being drained and then attended to for further milking. Karol went on to tell him that a good friend of his, a dairy farmer, had agreed to give Dan his first manual milking…in exchange for some particular sexual service and enjoyment of course.
With that, Karol shut off the lights and left Dan in torment – a human water balloon filled to the max with his own unnatural hormone laden tit-milk.
Next – Milked and used by another farmer
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