My lactation slave

                                                                                 MLS-2

                                                                             The sequel

Authors note: Please note that the Dom’s perspective is in normal Print and the submissive’s in italics.

                                                            Transformation time    

I opened my eyes to the sound of Master Jack’s heart beating under my ear. His strong lean arms held me against his well-knit naked body under the sensual material of the black satin sheets as the first rays of the sun cast a warm glow across the sky. I took a slow easy breath as I recognized the delicious ach that accompanied rigorous sexual activity.

I had to admit that Jack was not only living up to my expectations as a Dom, he was well on his way to transforming me into a totally wanton whore. The past twelve hours had been one sexual adventure after another under his firm, yet enlightening control that had left me spent and delightfully exhausted. There was little doubt in my mind that I was in for the time of my life under his control and in spite of the fact he was relatively new at dominating a woman he had made it quite clear he was more than up to the task at hand.

I had been given the grand tour of his lavish home after a quiet candlelight dinner in his dining room where I had modeled some of my more sedate lingerie. He had been both commanding and yet gentle catering to the fact I had been driving for several hours. His strong hands had caressed my womanly form with raw desire and I blushed remembering how wantonly I had begged him to take me.

Jack had simply smiled and teased my lush milk swollen breasts teasing my thick dark nipples tugging at them as I shuddered under his touch. I didn’t want to admit it but I was completely under his spell and my heart was his for the taking. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to have to work extra hard to keep my place and keep still about my feelings until such time as I could properly convey to him that my commitment to him went beyond the contract I had signed. True I had confessed my love to him after a fashion but to what extent I had not declared to this point.

Jack was a far cry from my first Dom, Tom had been my husband. We had mixed my lactation with the D/s relationship and at the time it had been quite acceptable. However, from the day we had met in KC  Jack had pushed my limits and molded me into something that was even now far outside the scope of what I had experienced before in some respects. Jack understood my need to be humiliated and used not just as his sex slave but as his human cow and just the memories of my first session secured in the milking stantion out in the barn made my hairless cunt seep.

I lifted my head from Jack’s broad chest and looking up discovered he was still asleep. I had given him a small sample earlier in Kansas City of what it would be like living with me as his slave and I smiled knowing that it was my duty to care for him and pleasure him in any way he so desired. My creamy pale E sized udders were fully engorged with milk and with great care I eased from his side and burrowed under the covers to carefully find his magnificent curved ivory shaft that was fully erect and pulsing with virility.

I carefully grasped his thick stalk and using the tip of my tongue I flicked it across then around the dark red crown before easing my pursed lips down around it knowing full well I was not able to take all of him in my eager mouth. I gently applied suction as I eased back and his loud inhalation told me he was enjoying this. His hand found my head under the covers as he held me in place and seconds later the satin sheet was tossed aside as he groaned softly, ”You shameless whore, are you that hungry that you need a pre breakfast snack?”

Her soft giggle around my shaft brought a smile to my face as she bobbed slowly on my morning tuminesence, my god she was so damn eager to please and it was taking every bit of resolve I possessed to maintain control. I had fantasized about waking up like this with her for weeks now and even after last evening when she had never even hesitated in offering me her lush udders to discipline with the flogger I knew that Melinda was a very special woman.

The fact that she had signed the five year contract to be my sex slave/cow had made my day and I was determined to do whatever it took to make that five year period just the opening salvo in a bombardment of sexual bliss that she would crave and not be able to live without. True she was older than me by about three years but her seemingly never ending need for sex had me almost convinced she was an undiagnosed sex addict.

I rocked my hips upwards and she sighed in bliss around my cock as she sucked on my thick hard shaft with total abandon. I found her left breast with my fingers and her soft whimper as I toyed with her nipple told me she was fully engorged. With a soft smile I spoke;”Alright Big Tits, impale your tight cunt on that cock and feed me those sweet udders of yours; I’m thirsty.”

Jack’s use of my new slave name sent a shiver through me, he had no idea how long I had secretly desired to shed my identity and become a total slut with but one purpose in life, to please my master. I drew back keeping suction applied to his thick glistening shaft letting it “POP” from my lips as I eagerly eased my womanly form astride his masculine hips and reaching under me guided his thick hard shaft between my swollen outer labia.

I looked down into his rich blue eyes as I let my body lower impaling me on his rod. My mouth opened in a silent cry as I cupped my milk swollen udders in my hands and brought my right breast to his waiting mouth.

Melinda’s soft low voice pleased me as she whispered sexily, “Oh Master Jack, drain my udders please? This unworthy cow begs you breed her for your pleasure.” I gripped her slender waist and lifting her up pulled her down hard on my thickness as she gasped squealing in delight. I took her thick dark nipple in my mouth and without any hesitation gripped it with my teeth tugging at it almost savagely as she begged, “Please master show mercy, my poor nipples are so tender!”

Ignoring her pleas I tugged on it as she gasped and moaned, then she groaned a low, “YESSSSSS!” as the sweet warm nectar of life squirted from her nipple into my thirsty mouth. Her hips lewdly rocked on my thick stalk as she gave herself to the pleasure radiating in her pussy. I could tell even now that in spite of the voracious way I was attacking her breast she was relishing in the mixture it brought to her senses. I grasped her thick rubbery nipple in my mouth and bit down hearing her gasp , relishing  in  the anguish at the increased discomfort I brought to her. Instead she seemed to relish in it and I was both amazed and delighted at her vigorous efforts.

  Once again I found myself lost in a fog of sexual bliss under Jack’s control, I knew that I had never felt this uninhibited with Tom and to be quite frank about it I was a bit ashamed and frightened by my actions under Jack’s domination. But on the other hand I could not even imagine not giving him everything I was. I could feel the thick tip of his man root graze the entrance of my womb with each stroke as his tight balls grazed my parted labia. I focused my efforts on making sure his mouth drank from my breast as he took his fill of my womanly essence.

I recalled the way I had felt earlier when I had locked myself into the milking station in the barn and how the feelings of humiliation had swept over me as Jack had used the switch on my swaying udders. The tenderness of them combined with the stinging strokes had blended into a kaleidoscope of sexual sensations that I had never even thought possible. It had been there that I discovered that simply being Jack’s human cow was not enough, I craved and needed more, much more.

I had found the inner strength to deny myself and ignore the anguish in my breasts allowing it to again I found myself lost in a haze of sexual bliss. I accepted the discomfort, letting it build and intensify the pleasure of the buzzing egg in my pussy. Then when Jack had forced his thick man pole up my tight semi virgin ass I had made a shocking discovery. I wanted him fucking my asshole, I was his exclusive property and I had to tell him of my need to wear his rings of ownership through my areoles, just behind my nipples and through my outer labia as his symbols of ownership.

I eased away from Big Tit’s now drained udder and switched to her left breast tugging at her tender nipple as she gasped loudly and rode my cock with total abandon. My fingers found her glistening nipple and with a firm grip I slowly twisted it making her groan in anguish as I tormented her lush body. I waited for her to instinctively draw away but to my utter surprise she pressed her fat milk bag into my hand as if silently begging me to hurt her even more.

Without any hesitation I obliged her twisting even harder as she groaned and whimpered, “Yes Master Jack, thank you for hurting my big fat udders. Abuse them as you like!” Her plea pleased me immensely and without hesitation I bit her nipple making her squeal in anguish. She sobbed in agony but never attempted to stop me as I teased her tormented nubbin with my tongue before resuming my draining of her delectable udder. I was slightly taken back by her total lack of inhibition and her craving for more intense torment of her lush body.

However I had to admit that it only served to enhance my lust and desire for her. I felt assured that she had never been this way with her late husband and her eagerness to accept my increased discipline only served to prove my theory that she was indeed a closet sex addict.

I pulled her down faster on my thick shaft feeling her inner muscles ripple the length of it as she rode me with a frenzy of raw need as I drained the last drops from her lush tits. I pushed her back and she sat up her lust glazed eyes meeting mine as I ordered, “Stand by the bed slut!”

My master’s verbal command sent a wave of humiliation through me as I accepted his order as fact. I was a slut and a whore, his slut! Without any hesitation I eased my cock hungry cunt upwards off his thick glistening shaft and scrambled off the bed my breasts swaying under my chest like ripe melons. I waited in breathless anticipation as he moved from the mattress to stand before me his hands cupped my empty udders as his powerful fingers dug into them making me whimper in pain as he demanded, :”Who’s udders are these whore?”

I  bit my lip against the discomfort as I whimpered, “They are yours Master Jack, this whore is your total obedient slave.” His hands released my udders and seconds later his open palms landed on them soundly slapping them across my chest as the pain radiated through my torso. I closed my eyes and sobbed in anguish at his unexpected assault of my creamy E’s. I placed my hands behind my head and thrust out my bouncing udders for his pleasure as he continued to punish my generous breasts, the aching need in my cunt growing by the second.

His voice raw with lust decreed;”Kneel on the bed you shameless whore, offer me that tight asshole!”

A thrill coursed through me as I scrambled to obey. He had taken my ass upon my arrival in the barn yesterday while secured in the milking stantion and I had relished in his total possession but now I was doing so with total obedience knowing that I was giving him my most virgin orifice for his pleasure should he so desire.

I lowered my head to the mattress lifting my pert womanly ass to him as his hand descended on it with a solid stroke that made me groan with pleasure accepting his discipline like a lover’s caress. I accepted the even dozen strokes to my pert ass thanking him for each one, proclaiming I was indeed his whore and deserved this for my disobedience from the previous day. Upon delivering the last stroke he reached under me and finding my freshly drained tits he grasped them firmly in his hands and drove his rock hard man meat into my tight cunt.

I had been fully prepared to accept his scepter in my tight ass and his thrust into my pussy brought a soft cry of delight as he slammed deep into my sheath. I wiggled my buttocks against his hips feeling the heat of his spanking radiating through my body as he savagely pillaged my hairless cunt. This was not just sex: it was raw animal need and lust taking me beyond anything I had ever imagined. I only knew that I was Jack’s total focus and anything he desired I would give him.

My poor cunt was like one massive nerve ending and I whimpered in desperation for permission to cum knowing I didn’t have the self control to hold it back, no matter how hard I tried. His voice responded giving me permission and I felt the love I held for him multiply a dozen fold at his generosity. Only a man that truly knew me could understand my need to cum like this and Jack was so much more the man than I ever had thought I would belong to. 

Her shrill scream of release triggered my own and in seconds I was blasting her tightness with my scalding hot seed as she shivered in my grasp. I smiled with pleasure watching her hips shudder as she milked every drop of cum from my tight balls, God she was such a slut!

Even as I relaxed and eased my semi hard staff from her still sucking tightness she looked back over her shoulder at me and with a soft warm smile she scrambled from the bed to kneel before me. Her soft hands found my glistening shaft and in seconds she had it in her mouth as she dutifully licked the residue of our coupling from my rod. I patted her head gently as she finished then looking up at me she smiled and whispered, “May this slut start your shower Master?”

I nodded and she turned on her knees to crawl across the plush carpet to the corridor that accessed the master bathroom. I sat down on the bed and watched her delectable ass sway as she made her way into the bathroom and smiled, who would have believed that by placing a mere ad in a adult website would get me this! I was indeed one lucky man and by god I was going to take this to the very limit!

I listened as the water started in the large shower stall and heard some sounds that I didn’t recognize. Concerned for my slaves well being I stood and made my way past the closed doors of the twin walk in closets and peered in the open doorway of the bath room to discover that Melinda had placed a sturdy wooden stool in the center of the large spacious enclosure and she was kneeling under the spray waiting me.

I crossed the floor and stepping into the shower drew the smoky glass door closed behind me as Melinda looked up at me and smiled as she softly asked, “Would my master please sit down so this slave may bath him?” I looked her for several long moments as I heard her unexpected suggestion then I sat down and waited.

She remained in place her hands behind her head, shoulders back. Her lush udders thrust out for my inspection until I smiled and quipped, “You may bathe me Big Tits.”

Her soft smile expressed her eagerness as she whispered, “Thank you Master.

I waited under the warm spray as she moved around behind me and reaching up she gently eased my head back against her lush ripe bosom as she took the hand held sprayer in hand and wet down my thick dark hair. Her fingers skillfully worked across my scalp making sure it was thoroughly soaked. Then hanging it up she shut off the water and taking my shampoo she poured some in her small hand and started working it into a rich lather atop my head.

I had to admit that at this point I was totally into this Master/slave thing. Having a nude, big- breasted brunette shampooing your hair is such a turn on. I was hooked, no doubt about it; damn if I had known this was part of the deal I would have found a slave years ago! This was even more erotic than what she had done in Kansas City.

I looked down at Jack’s closed eyes as he relaxed under my skilled fingers and blushed. He had no idea just how long I had waited to find a man that wasn’t intimidated by my sexuality or that I craved to care and pamper the man that I loved. The feeling of his soap slicked head against my full ripe udders was so sensual and erotic. My poor cunt was again soaking wet and I knew that by the time I finished my task I would be all but begging him to fuck me again.

I shook my head in wonder and disbelief as I tried in vain to figure out what it was about this situation that brought this side of me to the surface. I knew all too well that I felt things for Jack I had never felt with Tom and I wasn’t sure what that meant at this point. Pushing those thoughts aside I reached for the spray nozzle and carefully rinsed the lather from Jack’s hair working my lacquered nails gently across his scalp.

I glanced down at his rapidly swelling manhood and unconsciously licked my lips knowing that in a minute or two I would be kneeling before him washing his lean well-knit body and perhaps I could get that magnificent monster in my mouth and ultimately in my cock hungry cunt. I took the wash cloth in hand and carefully washed my master’s face, careful to avoid any soap in his eyes as I rinsed it off. Then easing him forward I took the shower gel and using my hands washed him from neck to toe kneeling before him to gently clean his now firm ivory shaft.

Even as I rinsed away the froth from his skin his hands were cupping my heavy creamy udders. I trembled at his touch as he teased my dark throbbing nipples. Biting my lower lip I remained focused on the task at hand even as every nerve in my body screamed out for him to push me up against the wall and take his pleasure with my body.

I smiled ay Melinda as she moved the hand sprayer across my shoulders and chest. She was going far beyond what I had expected of her when she agreed to be my slave and yet for some reason I figured that there was a reason she was doing this. What it was I wasn’t too sure of at the time but I was going to figure it out to be sure. I squeezed and fondled her heavy pendulous udders in my hands and teased her thick dark nipples as she moaned low in her throat.

There was no way I could hide the fact that she was having a profound effect on me. I had never had a woman share my house before and the past eighteen hours had been an eye opening experience for me. I watched as she ran her hands over my thighs and worked lower to make sure all the lather was gone. She eagerly returned to my groin letting the spray land on my thick man root then she cupped my tight balls in her soft hand as she looked up at me and asked, “Master may this unworthy whore pleasure you with her mouth?”

I directed a light swat to her pert backside as I quipped, “Big Tits, you are far too eager. You just want a sound fucking!”

She blushed and confessed,” True Master, I have no control, please forgive me.”

I nodded and said, “I need to shave slut, perhaps later!”

She smiled and quipped, “Of course Master Jack. That is part of my duties, remember? Allow me, please?”

The next several minutes was a wonderful experience for me as she dried me off and then sitting me again on the stool before the large mirror she took my shaving gel and worked a layer of lather across my jaw. I was pleased as she took my safety razor  in hand and easing my head again back against her damp breasts she proceeded to scrape the lather away. She managed most of it from behind me then again squatted down before me keeping her knees wide allowing me an unobstructed view of her hairless pussy as she worked under my chin.

Let me tell as a man that until you have a beautiful naked woman shave you, you have missed it. I let her rinse away the residue and then without any hesitation I seized her wrist in my hand and told her to straddle my lap. Her eyes glittered in delight as she complied and I had her cup her udders in her hands and offer them to me as I thrust two thick fingers into her tight cunt.

Her voice filled the room with groans and whimpers of delight as I found her clit and gently stroked it. She rocked her hips lewdly on my digits as she sobbed, “Oh Master Jack this whore thanks you for your kindness, oh please let me cum, please!”

I had resigned myself to waiting till perhaps lunch time to have another orgasm and when Jack ordered me astride his lap my pulse started to pound. I eagerly complied with his orders and seconds later his mouth was attached to my right nipple as he suckled my udder. His skilled fingers zeroed in on my most sensitive spot like a homing pigeon and it was all I could do to remain on my feet as he plundered my lower passage. Again I found myself comparing him to my late husband and smiled as I realized Tom never liked to tease me this way and Jack was making me act so lewd and nasty as I stood before the large plate glass window that overlooked the back yard in the early morning sunshine astride his lean hips wreathing like a whore in heat as he used my willing body.

I shuddered as I begged him to let me cum and he agreed on the condition that I would eat breakfast with him in the kitchen totally naked. I gasped but had no shame as I agreed knowing I had to cum, my poor brain would not accept anything less.

Melinda’s lush womanly form lay against me as she recovered in my arms, her slender legs had not been able to hold her upright as her orgasm had ripped through her body and she had dropped into my lap as her hands  had clung to my shoulders. Her body quivered as the residual waves of her release washed through her bringing a soft smile to my face.

Her actions in the past ninety minutes had told me more than she knew and I was fully convinced that I was involved with a full blown sex addict. This was going to pose some challenges for me, however I felt confident that I would figure out the means of fulfilling her needs as we adjusted to this new arrangement. Her soft breath wafted across my neck as she whimpered, “Oh my god Master, I’ve never done that before, ever!”

I blinked my eyes in stunned surprise as I demanded, “You mean Tom never brought you off, ever?”

She licked her swollen lips and shook her head as she replied, “He would always tie me to the bed and use a vibrator on my clit as he sucked my tits. I’ve never came standing on my feet before unless I was bent over something or in bondage        . Oh god that was incredible! Thank you!”

She sat back and smiling warmly into my eyes she gently inquired, “What would my master like for breakfast? This slut is an excellent cook.” Grasping her trim waist I leaned in and kissed her taking her by surprise, however she never hesitated but met my lips with eagerness. I cupped her face in my hands and holding her firmly I looked into her glittering eyes and swore under my breath. Damn this slut was amazing. She was stepping into her role as not just my slave but my companion as well without so much as a raised eyebrow. I was in for one hell of a ride!

I turned from the stove and blinked my eyes in bewilderment seeing my master’s clothed form standing on the steps that accessed the kitchen. He smiled at me and crooked his index finger in my direction which for some strange reason sent butterflies going in my stomach. I put down the spatula and crossed the floor to kneel before him but he caught my arm and stopped me. I looked up in surprise as he held out the black short satin robe and informed me,” I may not be the most experienced Dom out there but I have read enough to know it’s my responsibility to care for and protect my property. Any time you are cooking you are to wear this robe. I don’t want you burned or anything.” His hand made a circular motion and I turned my back as he opened the satin garment and I slid my arms through the sleeves.

His arms slid around my waist as he drew the sides closed and his hands tied the belt before he bent down and kissed my neck with such tenderness that I had to fight back the tears. How could this be, how could I so crave this pampering and yet need the rough harsh discipline at the same time and why was I feeling like a young bride  on her honeymoon?

I leaned back against Jack’s strong lean body and felt his hands squeeze my generous udders through the material of the robe as he growled, “My god slut, you are something else.” I giggled as he pushed me away and commanded, “Fix us some scrambled eggs and Canadian bacon. God knows we need the energy!”

True to her word Melinda was an excellent cook however I wasn’t ready for how she served breakfast. She turned my chair sideways beside the table and placing the plate of fluffy scrambled eggs on the table she took off the robe and straddling my legs she proceeded to feed me. I let her a minute or so then shook my head and decreed, “Nope, this isn’t going to work wench!”

There was disappointment in her eyes as she bowed her head and sighed, “I’m sorry you are displeased Master Jack.” Standing to her feet she moved to bend over the table presenting her delectable ass as she whispered softly, “This shameless whore awaits your discipline Master Jack.”

I looked at her and picking up the fork poked her right cheek as I informed her, “Tonight we are going out for dinner and I’m going to fill you in on the rules of the house.” I scooped up a forkful of eggs and ate them then continued, “You may consider today” free time”. I want you to unpack your things and put them away. I brought in your luggage last night while you were napping. You will find the right side of the hallway leading to the master bathroom is your walk in closet. I took the liberty of getting you a few things before you arrived. Can’t have my wench not properly decked out now can I?”

She blushed and remained in place waiting my pleasure as I ran a hand over her pert round bottom as she shook her head and asked, “Master please may I have a time out?” I blinked my eyes at her and nodded wondering what was on her mind. I waited as she stood and eased her naked body into my lap and slipping her arms about my neck she gave me a concerned look as she insisted, “Jack what have you done? I don’t need you spending money on me. I came here for you, not what you buy me!”

I slid her close and cupping her right breast in my hand I replied, “Melinda Graham you listen to me and listen well. You signed a contract with me that gives me the right to do with you as I wish, correct?” She blushed and nodded her eyes filled with bewilderment as I continued, “This is our relationship and I can do with you as I desire. As far as the public is concerned we are a couple of people in a committed relationship. That means I take care of you and present you to the public as I see fit.

You struggled for the last three years after you lost Tom and worked god only knows how many hours to make your business work but no longer. Now you belong to me and your total focus now is making me happy, right?”

“Yes; totally.” She replied smiling at me, her green eyes alight with delight. I pinched her swollen nipple just enough to make her gasp as I continued, “This body is my property and I want it decked out in ways that accent your figure and sexuality. I want other men green with envy when they see you walking beside me and dancing with me in public.

You have no say in this Melinda, understand?  I want you happy here but I am in charge and the life you knew in Tulsa is gone, over, and finished. If you need to call anyone back there and tell them you arrived safely, do it today, because tonight your new life begins as my total lactation slave. You may have time outs like this anytime you need to discuss something but understand that we have an agreement and only I can change it. I am more than willing to give you time to adjust to your new life but it is going to change.”

Her eyes met mine as she asked, “Just what do you have planned for me Jack? Am I allowed to know beforehand so I can prepare myself for it?”

I was silent for several moments as I reached out hefting her udders in my hands then spoke, “Melinda I would very much like to have your areoles pierced for rings as well as your outer labia. These would be my symbols of ownership as both my slave and my cow. Can you handle that?”

To my delight she dropped her head and whispered, “This whore would gladly take your symbols of ownership Master Jack. However doesn’t that pose a risk to my milk flow?”

“Not if done properly Melinda. I will find someone who can do it safely without damaging you. I have invested far too much time and effort to risk you.” I decreed.

Jack’s words of concern showed me that he was going far beyond what I had actually expected from him as my master. True I had expected his care and concern but his insistence on finding a specialist to do my piercings showed a level of affection that I didn’t know he had for me. This only added to the already overwhelming burden of my unspoken love for him and I found myself wanting to just blurt it out but knew to do so now would probably scare the hell out of him and ruin everything we had built to this point.

I stood and straddling his knees I eased down on his lap as I slid my hands about his neck and looked into his eyes to find them glittering with delight as he stated, “Do you have any idea how many guys get to do this?”

I gave him a bewildered look and he insisted, “How many guys have a beautiful sexy woman sitting on their lap totally naked after serving them breakfast that way? One that’s going to suck them off before they go out the door to work?”

I giggled at him and blushed as I declared, “Master Jack you are one very special man and I would love to swallow down your hot cum before you go out that door.”

I blinked back tears as I watched Jack stroll across the back deck behind the kitchen and then down the walk towards the big gray stone barn about a hundred yards away. God help me but I did feel like a new bride as my groom walked away that first day after our honeymoon. His instructions had been clear and yet I knew too that I had to do what I knew was only proper as his slave; he would have to determine my punishment later.

It took me only a few minutes to wash the breakfast dishes after he had left then I all but sprinted back upstairs through the dining room and living room to the staircase that accessed the master suite. I opened the double doors to the three rooms and inhaled the tart aroma of sexual arousal that permeated the air. I blushed as I realized that it was all from our numerous couplings over the past hours. In fact the sheets on the bed reeked of our essence and I knew that this would not do at all.

I started searching and in a matter of a short minute discovered the linen closet. A set of silver satin sheets and a deep crimson satin duvet were smoothed in place in a couple of minutes as I carried the erotic scented fabric down to the laundry room. I quickly loaded the machine and added detergent before starting it then took the time to explore my new home.

Jack was quite obviously a man of means and his home reflected it. However I took note that everything was neat and tidy, not at all what a woman would expect of a confirmed bachelor. The basement contained the laundry room, a storage room and his den. Complete with a big screen TV and his computer. The remainder of his multi- level home was spread out like the points of a compass. The south was the kitchen and upon inspection I discovered that the cabinets were all solid walnut with light gray marble counter tops. It held every modern appliance a woman could ever want complete with a convection oven and built in microwave.

Moving up two wide steps one moved to the west into the formal dining room that had a built in china hutch filled with beautiful Dresden china and a table of solid oak . The floor was all waxed hardwood and the big bay window looked out over the well trimmed lawn towards the driveway. I paused looking out over the lawn as the idea of walking across its lushness totally naked in the moonlight coursed through my mind.

I could only hope that Jack would let me do that with him. I would so love to go out there wearing only my cuffs and collar having him lead me to the barn to be milked or even better to be bound and used for his pleasure. The possibility of that happening in broad daylight at this point to me was unconceivable, but clung like a shadow in the back of my mind.

Turning away from the tantalizing view I padded barefoot across the floor and into the spacious living room complete with its unlit fireplace. I shivered knowing that come winter its warmth would be greatly appreciated on my naked body. The furniture was all early American design covered in leather and I smiled as I leaned over the back of the sofa placing my hands on the plush cushions imagining Jack ramming his hard cock in my ass as we looked out the large plate glass window at the falling snow.

An arched doorway accessed the main bathroom but the enclosed staircase beckoned my curiosity. Moving up the stairs I turned away from the second set that ran off to the right leading to the master suite and moved up them to the closed door. My hands found the knob and turning it I pushed the door open to discover another bedroom. There was no furniture in it at all. Only a few boxes of miscellaneous things that I had no idea what they were for. I retreated after a few moments moving down the steps and back up the other ones re entered the master suite.

I fought down the urge to dash to the closet and forced myself to stride across the large room to push the button that opened the three folding sections of the doors accessing the walk in closet. I waited until they were totally open and then the interior lights went on as I stared in awed disbelief at the sight before me.

I had thought that perhaps Jack might have bought me a couple of dresses and a negligee or two but the vast array of satin and silk that filled the rack was almost mind boggling. I reached for a deep crimson gown and held it up against my body and gasped as I realized that the front would barely cover my areoles and nipples.

I blushed as I returned it to the rack and started checking out what other sensual delights awaited me. I discovered a five drawer dresser on each side of the closet and opening the top drawer found it lines with satin. Quickly I retrieved my luggage and started putting away the vast array of exotic lingerie that I had acquired in the course of owning my shop.

It required all five drawers to handle the numerous wisps of satin and lace as well as the corsets and cinchers I had purchased while married to Tom. I paused when I uncovered the soft black calfskin micro skirt and matching vest that Tom had bought me just prior to his death and I laid it aside before continuing my efforts.

I turned to the other dresser and opened the top drawer to make a startling discovery. Jack had filled it with an assortment of sheer half cup bras and matching crotch-less panties. I quickly checked the remaining drawers and found that my Dom had put out an ungodly amount of money purchasing leather lingerie for me. I blinked back tears knowing full well there was no way I could model all of this for him in just a few days, I had my work cut out for me for weeks!

Glancing up at the clock I smiled then saved the new design I was working on for a new master suite for a client and stood to stretch out the kinks in my shoulders before heading for the house to grab some lunch. Melinda would probably be catching a must deserved nap after all the hot harsh sex we had indulged in last night I mused as I closed the office door and locked it behind me.

I had reviewed the digital recording of her initial milking in the stantion and totally enjoyed the way she had yelped and squealed under the lash of the switch. I had made a minor adjustment to the recording sound levels clearing up the high end clutter and next time it would be top quality stuff. I knew that Melinda was eager to take my symbols of ownership and that in itself told me more than mere words. Thad had told me earlier that morning that if done properly he could place the rings in her lush tits and outer labia all in one setting and she would be able to be pumped out six hours later even though it would hurt. I felt that after I spoke to her about this she would agree to the procedure being done this upcoming weekend.

Crossing the back deck I slid open the glass door and stepped into the kitchen to freeze at the sight I saw before me. My eyes almost bugged out of my head seeing the erotic vision a few yards away. Melinda was bent over at the waist wearing an indecently short micro skirt that rode up exposing her pert round bottom and her bald cunt. Strappy platform sandals adorned her feet and when she stood to close the door and turned around my jaw almost hit the floor. Her lush full breasts were all but falling out of a black leather vest that was secured closed under her jutting udders with three gold chains that forced them into a delectable display of creamy cleavage.

Her eyes went wide seeing the expression on my face as she giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. I blew out a low wolf whistle as I mouthed a silent WOW then demanded, “Where in the hell did you get that, my god wench that should be illegal!”

Stepping across the polished hardwood floor I spun about letting him view my barely covered curves then replied coyly, “It was a gift from Tom, but he never let me wear it outside the bedroom. You like it?” Jack’s eyes were gleaming with that look of a man ready to pounce and I quickly informed him;”I made you lunch. Does a roast beef sand which sound good?”

He managed a nod then without any hesitation he stepped up and slid a hand through the slit at the side of the skirt to cup my bare sex as I gasped loudly,” Please Jack eat first then play all you like, please? Besides we need to talk, there’s something I must tell you.”

I caressed her pouting swollen labia then took a seat as she plucked a pair of sandwiches from the microwave and set them on the table before producing a cold soft drink from the fridge. She placed another sandwich in the oven and set the timer before speaking again, “Am I correct in thinking that on free time days we can openly converse about our relationship?”

I smiled up at her as I spread horse radish on my toasted buns and nodded as I replied, “Of course Melinda. What’s on your mind?”

She waited until the timer dinged then removing her food she took a seat next to me and then looking over at me she softly insisted, “Something has happened since we met in Kansas City.”

I paused wondering just what it might be then asked, “And that is?”

Blushing a deep crimson as she confessed, “I’m pretty certain that due to all this hot raunchy bondage and sex we’re having that my milk production has significantly increased.”

I managed to swallow my mouthful of food before insisting, “And how do you know this?”

She bit her lower lip and seeing the glitter in my eyes she gasped, “You like that idea don’t you!” She dropped her mouth open as she retorted:”My god Jack I’m almost a double E now! “

I smiled at her and leaning over ran my fingertips over her barely contained udders as I sighed:”A man likes to know his breeding stock is a mega producer, are you sure about this?”

She nodded and informed me, “I used to pump out twice a day with very little discomfort. Now however, it starts to hurt after about eight hours. That tells me I’m filling up faster these days.”

I nodded in comprehension then declared, “Very well starting tonight we change the schedule. You get milked every eight hours; six AM, two PM, and ten at night. We will use the stantion in the evening and at mid day; you will be orally drained each morning by me. Anything else wench?” She smiled at me and shyly asked, “Can we manage a “quickie before you go back to work?”

I laughed and retorted, “Get your delectable ass in the dining room. Bend over the table you naughty whore!”

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I laid down the wand and inspected my makeup in the well lit mirror. Approving of what I saw in the glass I turned from the reflection and opened the door to the master bedroom. Jack was standing before the mirror in his walk in closet working his black and gold silk tie into a double Windsor knot as I strode past him my lush breasts swaying on my chest. He grinned at me in the glass and I winked at him coyly.

I walked to the bed where he had laid out my apparel for the evening and blinked my eyes in awed wonder at what lay on the black satin. I picked up the deep red garter-belt and slipping it about my waist secured the three hooks then sat down to ease the black lace patterned stockings up my womanly thighs. As expected there were no undergarments in the lot and I slid on the five inch stiletto heels before picking up the deep crimson dress.

Stepping into it I eased the material up around my waist then slid the wide straps over my shoulders before adjusting my lush udders to conceal my nipples and areoles. However one look in the mirror told me that one wrong move on my part would result in a wardrobe malfunction that would make Janet Jackson’s look tame. I blushed and pondered this dilemma, should I bring it to Jack’s attention, was he even aware of the possible ramifications of a good sneeze? I knew he was still learning his role as a Dom and perhaps he didn’t understand what could happen. Technically I wasn’t his slave yet and I could express my concerns.

I stepped out of the closet after removing the silver jewelry case from the hidden compartment in my dresser. I watched with eyes gleaming with delightful anticipation as Melinda swayed across the plush carpet towards me. Her lush full breasts moved with sensual ease under her gown as I watched the straps move slightly on her shoulders. The view of her generous creamy cleavage was both breathtaking and daring as I saw the glitter of eagerness in her eyes.

She was looking forward to this evening as much as I was. However she had no idea just what I had in mind for us and it was time I set my plan in motion. I waited until she stood before me her heady perfume wafting across my senses like a lover’s caress. I smiled into her deep emerald green eyes. Lifting the lid from the case I offered her my first surprise of the evening. Her eyes found the pair of tiny gold handcuffs linked together by a sort section of jeweler’s chain and she gave me a questioning look.

I winked at her as I set the case on the nightstand then reaching out I opened the small clip hidden on the back of the first cuff and locked it on one edge of the front of her gown at the fullest point of her jutting bosom. Slipping my fingers to the other cuff I snapped it in place directly across from it securing the gown’s ability to keep her covered, just barely.

Her eyes gleamed with a mixture of relief and reassurance as she whispered, “I think you have been doing some research on the side Jack.”

Cupping her neck in my hand I drew her closer and kissed her tenderly then I asked, “What, Me do browsing on the internet? Why you must be joking!”

He grinned at me then he reached behind me and retrieved the case which he held open for me to view. I looked inside and my eyes went wide as I viewed the contents. There on a cushion of black velvet was a pair of earrings. The workmanship was well defined and as intricate as I had ever seen. The wire loops slipped through my pierced ears and hanging from each one was a tiny naked female figure of a disproportionally busty woman on her knees. Her arms were behind her head making her udders stand out, her knees wide in a presentation posture like a slave.

I looked up at Jack my mouth open in total disbelief as I whispered, “Oh Jack, you didn’t!”

He simply grinned and said, “Wear them for me?” I nodded and moving to the mirror slid them in place feeling the weight of the solid gold tug at my lobes. I turned to find him smiling in approval and then he insisted, “We have reservations, let’s go Wench!”

I felt him take my hand in his and he led me out the door and down the staircase. I felt like a young girl going out on her first hot date as he led me across the house and out the back door securing it behind us. I was heading for the barn when with a slight tug he stopped me. I looked up at him in bewilderment as he insisted, “Tonight we use my good car.”

He urged me towards the garage and I giggled as I asked, “Good car?” he nodded and pushed the switch that lifted the door. I waited then my eyes went wide in stunned disbelief seeing the pewter blue 500 SLC Mercedes AMG  two door sedan.

“OH MY GOD!”I exclaimed in shock as he led me to the passenger’s side door and opened it. The smell of rich leather emanated from the dark tinted interior of the car as I slid into the plush bucket seat. The seatbelt automatically glided into place when Jack closed the door and rounded the luxury vehicle. He slid into the other seat and seconds after the seatbelt locked in place he started the aluminum block V-eight and backed out onto the drive.

We had been on the road perhaps all of three minutes when I looked over and caught a glimpse of Melinda’s plump full breast barely covered by the deep crimson satin of her dress. Her thick nipple was obviously poking against the fabric and every movement of the car made it judder sensuously on her chest. I smiled as she glanced across the car at me and I stated, “I saw you slip those pads into your dress.”

She blushed and replied, “Well as much as I hate to admit it dressing like this is a definite turn on for me and when I get turned on I have this tendency to leak a bit.”

I nodded in comprehension and suggested, “You can slip your breasts out and put the towel in the back seat under then if you like.”

She giggled and retorted, “Oh no Jack. I do that and you’ll not be able to keep your hands off them. Then I will leak like a faucet.”

Lifting my hand I spoke, “I give you my word I won’t touch you here in the car till after dinner.”

She gave me a knowing look and with a sly wink retorted, “You just want to see my big, fat tits!”

I nodded and agreed, “Yes I do, I happen to adore your sweet udders, okay?”

It was both exciting and yet a bit scary riding down a major highway with my big cow tits fully exposed and yet under it all my poor cunt was getting wetter by the second. The prospect of having to wait till we returned home tonight to get a sound fucking was pure torture and yet for some reason I felt assured that Jack, as my new master would not hesitate to use me when he desired; no matter the setting.

I slowed my breathing focusing on not getting roused lest I start dripping on the towel and ruin our evening. I had no idea where we were going but I hoped that it wasn’t too public or I was going to embarrass my master with my lack of control. I noticed that we were pulling off the highway into a parking lot and Jack wheeled the Benze into a parking stall at the far end of the lot from a building that looked like a railroad depot.

There sitting on the rails behind the station was a custom painted train pulled by a boxy looking locomotive. I turned to him as he reached across the car, his hands gently caressed my exposed udders as he slid them back under the fabric and clipped the cuffs in place again as he informed me, “Let’s go have dinner.”

I took his arm as we crossed the rapidly filling parking lot so consciously aware of the glances I was getting from the men and the silent reproof from the women. But Jack gave my hand a reassuring pat and we made our way through the low sprawling structure and out onto the boarding platform where he handed the conductor our tickets.

The uniformed track official looked at our passes and smiled as he pointed into the large bi-level car, “Yes sir. You have the conquistador suite. End door on the left corridor. Just use the phone when you’re ready to have dinner served or have the plates picked up.”

I nodded politely and handed Melinda up the step into the lower level of the plush dining car. She followed the man’s directions and opening the door we found ourselves in a very well appointed private room. A cozy dining table was against the right wall under a large tinted window and off to the left was a large swivel plush captain’s chair. I looked at the rear bulkhead and smiled seeing the levers that would unlock the bed allowing it to lower into place as I asked Melinda to take a seat.

Hidden speakers in the ceiling provided soft romantic music as I took a seat and gazed across the table at her. She glanced at the closed door and whispered, “Is there a lock on that door?”

I nodded and smiled, “Oh yes there is and we’ll use it believe me.” Leaning back in the plush seat I silently observed my new slave and realized Melinda was quickly becoming a very important thing in my life. It had been months since I had taken an evening away from my regular schedule and gotten away from the office. Perhaps having a slave was having a more positive impact on my life than I had first thought.

I glanced out the dark tinted window and felt the train ease into motion as it moved out of the station and glancing across at the dark haired woman across from me I smiled and whispered, “Do me a favor?”

She smiled back and retorted, “Oh come on Jack; you know I can’t refuse you. What is it?”

I tried so hard not to let what I was feeling show as he licked his lips and asked, “Would you remove the cuffs and draw the top of your gown open so your sweet tits stick out?” I blushed and giggled like a school girl as I reached for the small gold cuffs that held the gown closed. Laying the metal on the table I drew the sides apart letting my generous udders to tumble out over the table as his eyes gleamed in delight at the view.

I was unprepared for what he did next and to be honest it sent a wave of delight through my entire body. Standing he drew me to my feet and his hands found my lush breasts as he used them to pull me to him. I gasped loudly and trembled under his authoritative touch as he masterfully explored my lush torso. I closed my eyes and keeping my hands behind my head meekly submitted to his will as he caressed and played with my creamy udders.

I felt his strong lean fingertips gently running around my swollen puffy areoles then around my thick dark nipples. I never even considered trying to be silent as he teased my body with total abandon. I let my head drop back as I maintained my balance and let him ravish my body. It didn’t matter that dinner wasn’t over and I was not his slave, I had no control over myself when he touched me and I was like a puppet on a string under his control.

All afternoon I had wanted him to come back in the house and fuck my brains out but had waited  in silent frustration knowing that once this evening was over he would be in total control of when and how I was fucked. But even now I was his and I was unable to hide my raw lust and need for his possession. My soft whimpers of delight and torment as he pinched and twisted on my rubbery nipples filled the room as he spoke, “Damn woman you are such a total whore, tonight you become mine and I’m going to make you beg for my cock!”

I arched my back thrusting out my generous tits as I groaned, “Oh god Jack I’ll beg you to fuck me any time you like, you know that!”

He laughed and retorted, “I’m beginning to wonder if I haven’t got a closet sex addict on my hands.”

I shuddered as he tugged on my nipples and whimpered, “Would that be so bad, if I was?”

I looked into her sparkling green eyes and demanded, “Are you a sex addict?” She swayed before me on shaky knees as she stammered, “I have no idea, however I have to admit that since we met I have had more intense orgasms and done things I had only dreamed about.”

I smiled down at her and replied, “Well hang on lady ‘cause it only gets more intense from here. Since you’re not my slave yet I’ll allow you to set the limits on how much of these magnificent tits show when they come to serve our dinner but believe me you’ll show a lot more when we leave here.”

Jack’s declaration set my heart pounding and my pulse racing as I wondered just how far he was taking me tonight. I knew that I had come too far not to trust Jack, besides where would I go when I needed and craved his lean hard body controlling mine. I met his intense gaze and lowering my eyes I pleaded, “Jack please, let me cum for you? I have needed to cum all afternoon.” His deep blue eyes flashed suppressed fire as he pondered my request and then he nodded as he indicated the table.

“Place your hands on the table and bend over. Lift that skirt slut and show me that shaved cunt of yours!”

His firm command sent a ripple of sexual hunger through my gowned form as I eased from his grasp and turned. Lifting the rear section of the gown to my waist I laid it over my back as I complied eagerly. His strong lean fingers ran over my pert backside teasing and pleasuring my needy flesh. I spread my legs wider inviting his access to my wet cunt as his finger eased into my waiting heat. Even as his digit invaded my tight passage I felt my pussy twitch in anticipation of his use.

The gentle swaying of the railcar as it rolled down the track only increased the pleasure of Jack’s crude yet effective exploration of my lower passage. My knuckles tightened around the edge of the table as my lush udders swayed under me lewdly in front of the window. My hips wiggled wantonly as my pleasure radiated through my belly and up to my sex fogged brain.

I panted and groaned like the shameless whore I was as my master to be rammed two thick fingers into my sopping pussy and called me a cock hungry slut. I hung my head in shame acknowledging the truth in his words. I craved this humiliation, needed it like a fix for a drug addict and knew deep inside that if Jack ordered me to walk back to the car totally naked I would do it.

I could feel the intense heat pouring out of Melinda’s bald cunt as she rocked her hips on my fingers. Her thick dark nipples stood out from her puffy areoles like twin knobs on a radio as her lush creamy tits swayed under her like ripe fruit on a tree waiting to be plucked. I smiled as I rammed my fingers in and out of her tightness as she begged me to let her cum.

I waited for almost a minute as she continued begging declaring that she was rapidly losing the ability to hold back. I then made my move as I insisted, “You will kneel before me and suck my cum from my cock if I allow you to cum?”

Her response was almost instantaneous as she vowed, “Oh yes Jack I’ll suck your big, hard cock and drink down your load gladly. I’ll even lick you clean, just let me come, please!” I had what I wanted and with a tender command I said, “Come for me you shameless whore, come NOW!”

To my delight she groaned, “Yes master.” And I felt her inner muscles tighten around my fingers as her soft cry of release filled the room along with the scent of aroused female. The cleaning crew would know for sure what had happened, not that I cared. Her body quivered making her large breasts judder on her chest as her hips jerked lewdly on my fingers. I waited allowing her to enjoy her full orgasm; after all she had earned it in my book.

I felt Jack’s strong arm encircle my waist as he held me up, my poor body all but limp as I gathered my senses. I had experienced sex in various places in my life but standing in front of a window with my big tits hanging out while a man brought me off was something unique for me and the raw sexuality of it had only heightened my pleasure.

If this was a fore taste of what was to come I was in for one hell of a five year period. I felt Jack draw my body back against his chest lifting me from my position at the table and even as his fingers teased my nipples I cried out as a second wave of pleasure erupted in my groin. He grasped my tits in his hands using them to hold me in place as I shivered and shook with wanton abandon in his arms.

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I sipped the very nice glass of chardonnay and scanned over the neatly typed page of house rules Jack had presented to me after a gourmet dinner that was amazing. He sat across from me in stoic silence his eyes ogling my bare breasts as I nodded in agreement then posed a question to him.

“Jack I have no problem going about wearing what you tell me to wear, but how about the matter of your clients showing up? Couldn’t that cause a problem? Unless you don’t care that they know you have a sex slave.”

He smiled at me and winked:”Well some of my clients would probably bring their subs with them if they knew. However, I have never had one visit me because I don’t tell anyone where I live and secondly if you noticed there is a remote gate control in my office as well as the house and my property is surrounded with an eight foot high electric privacy fence with no trespassing signs posted. Believe me we have privacy.”

A soft smile came to his face as he leaned across the table and calmly informed me, “As much as I am proud of you as my cow/slave I’m not ready to let just anybody see you in that capacity just yet. There is the matter of you taking my symbols of ownership first.”

I swallowed hard and whispered, “You mean the rings I asked for?”

He nodded and calmly informed me, “Yes I have contacted a man that will do all four this weekend and all you have to do is let him fuck you in payment. I told him that was fine.”

I blushed a deep crimson and bowed my head in obedience as I whispered, “I will gladly pleasure him Master in any manor you desire. I am your slave.” I noticed Jack looked at his watch and he smiled as he informed me, “We arrive back in the station in about eight minutes, you best get ready to go Big Tits.”

I bit my lower lip and waited as he decreed, “Slip the bodice of the gown off your shoulders and let it hang free about your waist.”

A shiver of apprehension coursed through me and yet I found myself complying leaving my upper torso fully exposed. He ordered me to stand before him and I quickly obeyed placing my hands behind my head as was proper.

I smiled up at my new slave and reaching in my pocket drew out my surprise for her. Her eyes went wide seeing the twin C clamps for her engorged nipples as she gasped, “Oh my God!” She bit her lower lip as she watched me slip the first one in place and slowly tighten it down until a soft whimper escaped her pouting lips. 

She watched my hands intently as I eased the second clamp in place then holding her nipple I tightened it down as well as she inhaled loudly against the discomfort. I paused to lightly tug on the clamps making sure they were firmly seated on her jutting tits as she blinked her eyes in an effort to cope with the discomfort.

I watched her face and then reaching into the other pocket of my suit jacket I produced the second part. I saw her eyes widen in stunned awe as she viewed the two red cut crystal teardrop shaped weights that I held in my hand. I slid the small gold hook through the tiny hole in the bottom of the left clamp and let it sway under her jutting udder as she moaned in anguish. Seconds later her other clamp was similarly adorned and in moments she was fighting back tears.

I smiled up at her and quietly informed her, “This is your first test as my slave. You will wear these until I remove them, understand?”

She swallowed hard and whispered, “Yes Master.” I felt the train slowing for the station and then with a knowing smile slid off my jacket to slide it over her shoulders concealing her adorned breasts.

There was open relief in her eyes as she risked a look up at me and whispered, “You are too kind Master.” I chuckled and retorted, “Don’t be so eager to express that yet. Wench you have to give me back the jacket before you get in the car.”

The parking lot was illuminated with several lights as we disembarked from the luxury dinner train. I couldn’t remember ever feeling as totally wanton as I did holding Jack’s black suit jacket closed over my clamped nipples. It blended with the acute anguish that washed through my breasts with every step I took from the compartment and across the asphalt lot to where the low slung Mercedes was parked in a conspicuous place away from the bright lights.

Once we were away from the dispersing crowd of riders I let the jacket open allowing the warm evening breeze to caress my bare breasts as Jack kept his arm about my waist ushering me along. I waited as he unlocked my door then opening it he let me step in front of him behind the tinted glass of the door and smiling up at him I handed him his jacket.

I almost giggled as his fingers flicked the ruby red weights knowing he was getting off on this as much as I was. I bit my lip against the torment and bowing my head, I whispered, “Thank you for your understanding Master. I shall be happy to repay your kindness in any fashion you desire.”

His hands cupped my heavy ripe breasts and he gently squeezed them then ordered me into the car closing the door behind me. I carefully lifted my left breast to allow the shoulder harness to glide under it as the mechanism locked in place and Jack rounded the car. I then noticed that the interior light wasn’t working when he got in and he saw the questioning look on my face as he quipped, “No ticket; no show!”

I started to laugh only to abruptly stop at the way my nipples hurt when I moved. Jack started the car and drove out the gate as he declared, “Ready to take your place as my slave/cow Big Tits?” I nodded fighting to hold back the whimpering of the pain from the pot holes in the road.

Little did Big Tits know that I had carefully planned out this evening to every detail and before we got home she would know once and for all she was my exclusive property. I kept my speed just below the limit not wanting anything to spoil my plans and enjoyed the time by teasing my slaves clamped nipples and exposed udders.

I waited until I spotted the road I was looking for, pulled the SLC off and eased it down the hundred or so feet on the gravel to a T intersection. Here I turned right onto a section of the old abandoned highway that had been replaced by the new four lane about a hundred feet away.  I could clearly see that Big tits was curious about what was going on but she wisely remained silent as I wheeled the luxury sedan down the cracked and weed infested pavement in the semi darkness provided by the bright moonlight.

I smiled spotting the old abandoned road side park ahead surrounded with tall overgrown hedges and pulling into the graveled drive shut off the engine. Reaching down I pulled out the keys and pocketed them then touched the switch that opened the trunk. Big tits remained silent as I exited the vehicle and rounding the car opened her door extending her a hand.

She swallowed hard but never even hesitated as I drew her to her feet to stand in the bright moonlight. I spoke only one word, “Strip!” She reached behind her and found the zipper to the gown then ran it down to let the fabric slip over her hips to pool about her ankles. Stepping out of it she bent over picking it up and extended it to me only to have me quip, “In the back seat slave. You don’t need it anymore tonight.”

She turned and tossed it in the back, reaching for the top of her left stocking she paused when I said, “I like you like that, leave the rest.”

She whispered, “Yes Master J.” as she placed her hands behind her head as was fitting making her lush udders stand out even more. The moonlight glittered off the facets of the glass weights as they swayed under her stretched nipples.  I smiled then moved to the rear of the car to remove a black case I had placed there earlier that afternoon.

Closing the car door I set the case on the hood and reaching in I removed a set of slave cuffs and a collar. Without even being told she offered her wrist to me and in mere moments her body bore the symbols of her submission. She kept her head bowed as I buckled the collar in place then she stood in total silence as I lifted the restraint belt from the bag and slipping the four inch wide leather about her trim waist I buckled it in place before using a pair of carabineers locked her wrist cuffs to the belt.

This in turn forced her clamp adorned tits to stand out even more as I lifted the cut chain leash from the bag and connected it to her collar. Slipping the leash about my wrist I grasped the handles of the black tool bag in my other hand and turning on my heel led my new slave across the brightly moonlit grass towards the mass of untrimmed hedge that bordered the rest area.

I kept my eyes lowered but managed to keep pace with my master as he led my satin and silk clad body across the uncut grass. The soft night breeze caressed my naked flesh like a lovers kiss and in spite of the burning pain in my tits I found that I was actually getting a good deal of pleasure from being outdoors naked. The soft fur lined cuffs about my wrists and ankles combined with the collar was like a warm security blanket for me as I felt the weights tug at my trapped nipples with each step I took.

I could hear my heels crunching on the gravel under my shoes. I meekly followed Jack as he led me through a narrow opening between the towering hedges and into a moonlit area filled with the metal remains of a children’s playground. I looked about and saw the rusted metal poles and frames and swallowed hard realizing that unbeknownst to most people this was a bondage freaks dream land. Jack led me across the moonlit playground and stopped under the swing set where he set down the nylon bag and opening it he found a coil of rope which he tossed one end over the top crosspiece and then fashioned a slip knot in the end.

I tried to slow my breathing as my pulse raced and my cunt started juicing at the prospect of being bound here in the open under this moon and the stars for Jack’s pleasure. I widened my stance as I felt him free my wrists from the discipline belt and connect them behind my back slipping the carabineer over the loop of the knot. Moving to the coil of rope he picked it up and walked to the tall A frame off to the right and pulled the rope. The slack came out and lifted my arms up behind me forcing me to lean forward slightly over at a 45 degree angle. This made my clamped udders stand out from my chest as Jack secured the rope.

I shivered wondering what was to come as he returned and picking up the bag he walked away to the nearest weatherworn picnic table where he set the bag down and turning he simply stood and looked at my helpless form. I kept my eyes lowered knowing that to look into his eyes now would bring only punishment. From the instant I had stepped off the train I had known that things had changed between us. Tonight he was in total control and my body was his to use as he desired, no matter how intense.

My eyes swept over Melinda’s voluptuous body and I found myself at a momentary loss. I had waited for almost a month for this moment and suddenly there was so much I wanted to do both to her and with her. I had spent over two hours conversing with one of my clients that I had known was deep into the lifestyle and had shared my relationship with my new slave to him. He had been happy and excited for me but had cautioned me about taking my time and systematically easing her into her new life as my slave.

I had to admit just looking at her magnificent tits as they swayed on her chest was breath taking and then I remembered the first time I had seen her discipline herself on cam. I smiled and reached for the bag, I would start from the beginning and work my way through all those fantasies I had experienced.

I heard my master move closer and seconds later he dropped to one knee before me and lifted my head to meet his gaze. I swallowed hard seeing the glint of resolve in his eyes as he brought into view what he held in his hand as he spoke, “Do you remember this slotted wooden spoon Big Tits?” I nodded remembering so well the first time in vivid detail. He smiled and lightly tapped each of the cut glass weights that hung from my clamps as he informed me. “I watched you use this and wanted to reach through that cam link and do it myself. Now tonight I am going to do so, however there will be not a mere eight strokes tonight. No tonight you will get an even twenty and you will keep count and thank me for each one.

My mouth dropped open in total shock as I tried to grasp his words. My udders were so tender now from my milk load that I would be screaming for mercy before he reached ten! I licked my lips and begged, “Please master show this whore mercy, twenty strokes may damage me. Please give me half the strokes to my pussy. This whore has never handled twenty strokes to her engorged tits before, please?”

His eyes glittered in the moonlight at my plea and then to my surprise he agreed then decreed;”Very well but after that I will milk you like a cow. I will squeeze the milk from your tits as I take you.” His decision hit me like a proverbial Mac truck as I closed my eyes in utter humiliation. Being milked that way was painful and slow. I nodded my head and whispered, “Yes Master as you desire.”

“Whap!”

I gasped at the pain as it flooded my breast but managed, “One. Thank you Master.” His fingers teased my other trapped udder then with the snap of his wrist the spoon landed on the outer curve of my engorged tit bag.

Whap!”

I grunted at the pain but taking a slow breath I groaned my thanks keeping count.

His hands ran over my pert backside and then the spoon came up under my ass the convex shape landing square in my glistening pussy lips, “SPLAT!” My uninhibited yelp filled the night as the sting exploded in my cunt and took my breath away, his finger driving into my lower passage. His digit found my clit and a wave of delicious pleasure rocketed through my hips as I fought to express my gratitude and maintain the count.

Again the spoon returned to my aching milk swollen tit and I sobbed in anguish as the mass of sensations my master was administering started to meld into a fog of never before experienced proportions. To be honest I wasn’t sure if I was keeping a proper count at this point but I was slipping off into a world of sensation and sexual fever that I had only heard about before.

The punishment ceased and I hung suspended helplessly as I felt master’s fingers easing the clamps from my throbbing nipples and then I screamed as the feeling returned to them as he started to squeeze my generous udders working his fingers downward towards my abused nipples. He was behind me leaning over me his arms around me as his hands mauled my milk engorged cow tits. I could feel the lump of his hard shaft against my bare ass and I whimpered, “Please Master, breed this cow, fill her with your hot seed, please?”

To my delight he let go of my aching breasts and I faintly heard his zipper run down then I squealed as he pressed his hardness against my tight asshole. I took a deep breath and forced my body to relax easing his admittance as he pressed harder against my anal sphincter. Suddenly it gave way and I loudly gasped as his thick man root lanced into my bowels.

My head hung in shame as I envisioned what we must look like. My naked body bound and helpless as his hard thick cock forced its way up my tight ass. Suddenly the thought hit me and I smiled through all the pain that racked my womanly form, I was making Jack’s fantasies come to life now as he had made mine in KC.

I felt his thickness press deeper into my rear passage until his balls came to rest against my abused stinging cunt lips, then his hands again returned to my aching udders and I watched in awed anguish as he started working my tits with firm rhythm forcing the warm sweet essence to squirt from them onto the ground before me. I sobbed and quivered under his brutal assault knowing this was for his pleasure and that I as his slave secretly wanted this more than the very air I breathed.

       

                                                                            MLS-3

                                                                         Piercings

The next three days we established a routine about the house. Big Tits would wake me promptly at half past six with a blow job and then either in the shower where she bathed me or later in the kitchen I drained her milk swollen udders. We started keeping a record of her milk production and it seemed more substantial when we had sex, especially when I placed her in the milking stantion and abused her udders first.

She didn’t seem to have suffered any ill effects from our outing at the park and when I suggested we might go there again she brightened right up and eagerly confessed that in spite of the harsh punishment she had enjoyed it.  She trailed behind me totally naked except for some heeled sandals out to the barn the next day and kept me company as I worked in the office. She even volunteered to clean and polish the equipment in the play room.

It was here that I found her on Wednesday afternoon changing out the dildo on the punishment stool. She explained that there were several different types of dildos that came with it and she wanted to remove the one in place and wash it. I helped her free the locking nut and she unscrewed it to take it into the bathroom to wash it.

I hid behind the door and waited until she stepped back in the now dark room and she froze as she spoke,” Master?” I seized her wrist and with one fluid motion slung her over my shoulder as she squealed in surprise. However she never struggled once as I carried her across the floor to the circle of light that was in the center of the floor. She looked about as I set her down seeing the heavy leather covered padded beam of wood that hung about four feet off the floor.

I pushed her naked body back against the horizontal beam and grasping her cuffed wrist drew it behind then under the beam to secure it to a ring. Seconds later her other arm was drawn out the other way it too was secured, Her eyes took in the aluminum chains that hung from the rings her wrists were secured with as she tried to figure out what was going on, yet knew she dare not ask. Reaching into my pocket I removed the remote control and pressing a button the hoist hidden over head lifted her womanly form off the floor.

Her head dropped back a low groan escaping her as the weight of her body centered on her shoulders. I stopped the hoist with her lush full tits right at face level. I smiled at her and ran my hands over her big udders as I asked, “You remember that picture you sent me of you in breast bondage out in the woods somewhere?”

I blinked my eyes at him for a few seconds as my mind focused on his words then I nodded, “One of the first ones I sent you, correct?”

He nodded and informed me, “Yes. That photo drove me almost nuts wanting to see these big cow tits bound tightly. I was very easy on you in KC slut, but not this time.” I shivered seeing the look in his eyes and bowing my head I whispered, “Yes Master, abuse my tits as you desire.”

He moved to the cabinet and returned with the coils of red satin cord he had used in KC and I watched as he looped the rope in half then slid the loop through the heavy ring in my collar then threading the ends through the loop he drew it tight locking it in place.

It was quite obvious that someone had taught him something about this since KC because his skills were right on as he took one section of rope and running the cord between my lush creamy udders he wound the rope snug against my chest wall keeping the coils snug making my generous breast stick out obscenely from my chest. He tied it off behind my back to something on the beam and started on my other breast as I noticed a drop of fluid at the tip of my nipple.

He smiled at me and without a word he turned and left me there for almost a minute before he returned and moving to the cabinet he removed the flogger and that damned egg. I gasped and he smiled as he retrieved another section of rope and doubling it he looped it about my waist leaving the ends to hang on the floor. Without any warning he reached under me and cupping my soaking sex he observed, “Why Big Tits what’s this? Are you all hot and bothered?”

I hung my head in shame as I nodded, “Oh Master J you know I am always horny for your hard cock.”

He chuckled and retorted, “If nothing else Big Tits, you are honest.” With that he forced the egg into my tightness as I groaned knowing the torment I was in for. However I wasn’t expecting what came next as he took the rope and moving behind me he drew the red satin up between my obscenely spread cunt lips trapping the egg inside my pussy. He drew it snug tying it to the cord in the small of my back  then reaching around he toyed with my throbbing nipples before moving back to pick up the flogger.

I bit my lower lip as he trailed the foot long falls across my bound jutting udders as a tremor coursed through my form. Jeffery wasn’t here now and Jack would see to it that he gave me full measure of his passion. His voice low and filled with need filled the soundproof room as he decreed, “I’m not going to ask you to keep count or even thank me for this Big Tits. You’re going to be too busy begging for mercy.”

I lightly trailed the ends of the soft calfskin across her jutting nipples as she struggled against the chains testing them as I smiled and waited. She arched her back thrusting her rope bound E’s in silent offering and I turned on the egg to it’s lowest setting as she groaned, “Ohhhhhh  Gawwwwwd!” I lightly swatted her bound breasts keeping the strokes light to allow her to get used to what was to come. She wreathed and struggled in her chains making her bound udders sway on her chest as I paused and teased her creamy bound flesh.

Her whimpers of need and lust grew with each passing stroke as I teased her lush jugs. The egg was working flawlessly sending the pulses through her clit to her lust crazed brain. I drew back and laid a light full stroke to her left breast and she squealed in a mixture of delight and anguish,“Yeeeeeaaaahhhhhhhh! Oh god, oh god, yes, please more Master!”

I smiled and caressed her lush udder then targeted her other breast as she groaned, “OH shiiiiittttt!”

“SWITT!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh yesssssss!”

“SWITT!”

“UNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGA!”

SWITTT!”

“OH SWEET JESUS! OH please more; harder please!”

I stared at her for several seconds the drawing back laid a full force stroke across her bound left udder. She wreathed in abject torment as she squealed, “Please, the egg please!”

Reaching down I turned the egg on full and her high pitched scream filled the room as I drew back and let fly with the flogger across her right nipple.

                                                                                                                                                      

I didn’t know how or when it happened but at some point after master started flogging my bound udders the acute sting of the flogger triggered something in my brain and I suddenly needed the intensity to increase. I begged him for more and to my delight he complied, the full force of the flogger landed on my throbbing dark nipple driving deep into my bound resilient flesh blending with the overwhelming pleasure in my obscenely spread cunt.

I swear I could feel the juices dripping from them onto the floor beneath me as my hips jerked and trembled in raw need. When Jack hit the switch the dam of impending pleasure burst and I was totally swept away by the huge tidal wave of sexual release that exploded in my brain. My ears rang as my vision blurred and even as the kiss of the lash found my aching nipples I shook like a leaf in the winter wind as my body convulsed with a level of pleasure that I never thought possible.

I could feel the milk dripping from my abused nipples onto the floor beneath me as master continued to mercilessly flog my bound udders and I didn’t care how much it hurt as long as the pleasure continued.

It was almost evening before I managed to rouse my new slave from slumber. She had passed out with the intensity of her orgasms and I had carried her off to the house where I laid her on the bed, then returned to finish my work in the office. I had taken the time to gently apply udder balm to her rope marked breasts that were now a delightful shade of pink.

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Friday morning I insisted we both shower together and then I shaved myself much to Big Tit’s dismay; where upon I quietly informed her that we needed to be on the road for her appointment promptly by eight. I had her put on a black satin and lace cincher with matching lace stockings, and five inch heels. Over this I chose a knee length bright green satin halter dress that gave a magnificent view of her creamy flawless cleavage.

She brushed out her shoulder length gold streaked hair and applied her makeup then I placed her slave collar about her neck. She meekly bowed her head as I clipped her leash in place and trailed me out the back of the house to the barn where I ordered her to lift her skirt and bend over the hood of my Solstice. She blushed but eagerly complied whereupon I  slid a remote controlled vibrating dildo in her bald cunt telling her that if it slid out without permission she would be punished.

I had her stand as I drew up a stool to sit down on it beside the car and ordered, “Open your dress and feed me those tits bitch!” She grinned and eagerly untied the halter top of her dress to bring her left udder to me mouth as she asked, “Am I allowed to orgasm on the trip Master?”

I nodded as I suckled and nibbled on her thick dark nipple and she sighed, “Oh Master J you are so good to this unworthy whore.”

Jack’s breaking of our usual routine was a bit unsettling to me as I relished in taking care of him, it was one of the ways I could express my deep unspoken love. However I also knew that today was a very special occasion for both of us and just went with the flow. The only evidence of my last tit flogging was a few light pink lines across my generous udders and the fact that they could be seen wearing my dress didn’t really bother me at all. In fact if anything I bore them proudly as evidence that I indeed belonged to my master.

I held my tits out to Jack relishing in the delightful sensation of the warm nectar that flowed through my nipples into his surging mouth. I closed my eyes and accepted the fact that by nightfall I would bear my master’s symbols of ownership in my body and be marked as his private property. I thought back to when I had been married to Tom and how many times I had asked him to pierce me for rings but he had insisted that it would be too much hassle. But with Jack I would be in a position where I could go around with my breasts exposed for days on end and only Jack would see and appreciate their significance.

The dildo in my pussy felt good and I felt reasonably sure I could keep it in place as long as Master didn’t start using it on me. I had gradually learned how to somewhat control my sex drive when he would suckle me, however if he put me in the milking stantion I just couldn’t fight it. There was something so totally decadent about kneeling in a machine and having him mount me from behind that I found so erotic.

The drive to Omaha took about three hours and we had a wonderful time, putting the top down on the Pontiac and just cruising down the interstate. Big Tits had no qualms about my slipping my hand in her dress and fondling her tits or running the vibrator in the dildo. She seemed to relish in letting me caress and tease her body as we headed west. I ceased my play when we neared the twin cities and she read the directions to our meeting place, assisting me in navigating the streets to the access road that led to a large two story warehouse in the south west section of the city.

I saw several cars parked outside the structure and wheeled the bright yellow Solstice up next to a BMW Z-4.  I exited the car and reaching in picked up my portfolio then watched as Melinda got out of the car and taking her leash she clipped it to her collar and extended it to me proudly.

I cast an intense questioning look and she bowed her head as she insisted, “Master I am your slave. These people know that you are in the lifestyle, so there is no need to be discreet here.” I nodded and in moments I was leading her across the pavement towards the door.

Pushing the door open I found myself standing in a spacious room that was well appointed with furniture and plush carpet. I almost exhaled a deep sigh of relief when I noticed that three men were sitting in plush leather chairs around a fireplace. Each of them had a naked woman kneeling beside their chairs as they looked at me. A tall distinguished looking gentleman smiled at me noting Big Tit’s collar and leash as he stood to stride across the floor. Extending his hand he introduced himself inviting me to join them.

I managed a quick glance at the setting across the room and realized that my brazen risk had paid off in spades.  Jack had told me over dinner last night of this meeting and I had expressed my joy at the prospect of him getting the contract to design this private underground BDSM club. This project could well be the flagship of his career and I knew too that this could also mean an expansion of my limits as Jack’s slave.

Keeping my eyes lowered I leaned in and whispered, “Permission to speak Master?” He turned his head and frowned then nodded. I leaned closer and whispered, “I think I’m a bit over dressed Master.”

His eyes lit up and he nodded in comprehension before snapping his fingers and waving his hand. I reached behind my back, ran down the zipper and then untied the string behind my neck letting the dark emerald green satin to glide to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of it and picking it up held it in my hand as Jack then led me across the plush carpet as I felt the eyes of the three suit garbed men taking in my cincher clad form. Jack took his seat and dropping the dress to the floor I knelt on it beside his chair. I placed my hands behind my head with elbows back and knees wide with my head bowed as I heard one man blurt, “Oh my God, look at the rack on that slut!”

I couldn’t help but blush as Jack chuckled, “This is my new cow/slave Big Tits; she’s getting rings in her tits and cunt today.”

One of the other men spoke, “Her tits are perfect for bondage and suction. Is she producing?”

Jack replied, “Oh yes. She produces about two pints per day right now. I milk her three times a day.”

“Very nice, she seems well behaved.”The first man declared leaning forward to stare at my jutting udders.

Jack laughed and quipped, “She is very eager to please and we have learned a good deal together.”

The obvious leader of the group spoke up, “Let my sub get you a drink Jack, whatever you like.”

The meeting took almost two hours with Jack showing them his designs and ideas then they took us for a tour of the vast structure with him leading me about on my leash. The other women were docile and eager to please trailing along behind their owner as well. I had to admit that I had been nervous as hell having three total strangers watching my every move but after about ten minutes I grew accustomed to the situation.

Once we returned from the tour I used the signal that we had agreed on for my need to use the facilities and Jack asked if one of the other females could show me where it was. Jack handed the girl my leash and she led me across the room and down a long hallway to a large locker room with an attached bathroom. The woman I learned was the wife of her Dom and that they had a child away at college. She was both warm and friendly telling me that she would like to have us come back and visit their home.

I wasn’t sure as to the proper etiquette for this sort of thing and confessed that to the older woman who in turn enlightened me; ”The Dom’s will most likely ask permission to check you out after the business part of the meeting is over but there will be no actual sexual interaction as such; unless you master say so. However, if invited back you can bet that your mouth will get a good work out as well as those big cow tits.”

I blushed and smiled then reinserted the dildo in my pussy as she watched and retorted, “Damn girl you get a dildo? This guy must love you to be so generous. Let’s get back before they send Amy to look for us.”

I was pleased when the committee agreed to awarding me the contract to design and remodel the structure into a private high class BDSM club. The consultation fee alone would set me up for a long time and it also gave me a place to bring my new slave and train her under the guidance of other Doms. The men signed the contract then handed it back as one man quipped, “Would you mind if we checked out your sub; Just a light inspection, nothing sexual unless you agree of course.”

I had to smile knowing that Big Tits would really enjoy having these men toy with her a bit and I looked down at her and commanded, “Step into the center of the circle Big Tits and let these fine gentlemen check you out.”

She actually blushed but simply whispered, “Yes Master Jack.”

I watched with pride as she rose to her heel clad feet and moving into position, she spread her stocking-clad legs shoulder width apart and remained motionless as the men each in turn hefted her lush udders, teased her thick dark nipples and explored her dildo stuffed cunt at will. The second man asked permission to suckle her tits saying he had always wanted to taste a woman’s milk and I agreed to allow that. The first man asked for the other nipple and to my surprise the third asked to eat her pussy. I told him he could but that the dildo had to stay in place.

Master’s consent took me by surprise but I had to admit it was a most pleasant one. I braced myself and let the three men take their pleasure with my eager body. I had never had two men assault my big udders before and they wasted no time in latching on like twin leaches.  They were demanding and showed me no mercy as they tugged and bit my thick dark nipples and drew my warm nectar from my stripped creamy tits. However the third man’s effort with his tongue on my clit was almost my undoing.

Jack turned on the vibration unit and when combined with the attention to my udders I found myself in trouble. I risked a glance at him and saw the confident expression on his face and taking a deep breath I found the resolve to maintain my footing. I could feel the milk coursing through my nipples as the men drank their fill and the pleasure from my clit was building steadily. I knew that I had to maintain my place and make my master proud of me in front of these men; I knew that his dignity required it.

I slowed my breathing and focused on the sensations at my tits forcing the pleasure in my loins to take a backseat as it were. I knew that if I could empty my tits before the pleasure in my pussy took over I would have it made. I shivered as the men at my breasts licked away the last drops of my milk then turning to my master declared their approval of my product,” She is indeed a cow Jack, her tits must be a total delight to flog.”

I heard Master chuckle as he replied, “Oh she squeals delightfully and wreaths like a whore in heat when I punish her big cow tits. I’m looking forward to her getting rings so I can lead her about by them.”

I said nothing as I led my now dressed slut back across the parking lot towards our waiting car. The shade of the trees lining the lot had kept it relatively cool and after placing my portfolio in the trunk I allowed her to sit in the passenger’s seat as I stood beside the now closed door. I smiled down at her and quietly informed her, “You have pleased me well Big Tits, you demonstrated great self control in there and because of that I will reward you now.”

“And how is that my kind Master?” she whispered, her head bowed. I licked my lips and reaching in my pocket took the remote to the dildo in hand as I sighed, “I will let you come right here.” I hit the button that activated the high setting on the vibration unit and watched as my slut arched her back against the seat as her hips jerked in response to the in rush of stimulation. I stood totally motionless as Melinda’s voluptuous body wreathed and trembled in the seat her lush tits bouncing lewdly in her dress as her hips jerked rocking on the vibrating black shaft in her bald pussy.

I reached down and slipping my hand in her bodice found her left nipple and without a word pinched it hard as she squealed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she begged, “Oh for the love of God Master, let this shameless whore come for you, please!”

I let go of her nipple and walking around the car slid in behind the wheel to reach under her skirt and cup her sopping sex. My fingers pushed the dildo in deeper as I grinned and commanded, “Come for me you worthless whore!”

I was still recovering from the massive unexpected orgasm when Jack drove the bright yellow Solstice into the almost empty parking lot of the private clinic. He pulled up next to the low single storey building and getting out he attached the leash to my collar and brazenly led me up the walk to the glass door where it opened and we walked inside the cool building away from the hot early summer sun.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times once inside and discovered a woman wearing a lab coat and a black slave collar behind the counter. She smiled at us and asking Master’s name she rose and led us down a hallway to a large room complete with a gynecology type table in the center. I saw the now familiar hand gesture and unzipped the dress and laid it over the chair by the door as the woman patted the table indicating I should sit on it.

I meekly complied assuming the prescribed presentation position as the lab coated female laid out several items on the counter from the cabinet on the wall. I listened as she questioned my master as to my last time being milked and he quipped about twenty minutes ago. The woman looked at him and smiled knowingly replying that the man had called him telling them that we were in rout.

I was unprepared for the tall well groomed man that then entered the room. He was like a young Tom Sellik and I blinked my eyes in stunned disbelief at the striking resemblance. Moving across the room he slipped on a pair of examination gloves and stepping up to me he hefted my lush udders in his hands as he observed, “She has excellent muscle tone for having such large mammary. Half cup bras and corsets will help give her the support she needs to stay this nice for a long time. However, once the rings are in place her areoles will start to swell and they will stand out enough to draw attention to them under a bikini or a dress unless you remove the rings.”

Looking at Master he asked, “How do you want them placed?” I waited in total submission as I heard Jack decree, “I want them put in vertically, so they are quite obvious. Big Tits is my property and I want other Doms to know it; the cunt rings can be horizontal.” The lab coated man nodded and turning to his assistant he spoke, “We’ll inject each breast with a harmless dye in order to trace her milk ducts and passageways on an X-ray. Then using the lazar I’ll do the piercings so as not to interfere with her milk flow.”

I watched Melinda closely as she waited in silence, she was taking this all in stride without any sign of hesitation and I had to admire her resolve and grit. The surgeon took the syringe from the nurse and grasping my slave’s left breast he squeezed it firmly holding it steady as he placed the tip of the two inch needle against the tip of her nipple and slowly yet firmly guided it down the length of her dark thick nubbin. A low gasp escaped her lips as the needle disappeared into her flesh as the man then slowly injected the dye into her creamy milk bag.

He eased the needle back out and I realized that he was doing it on purpose because he enjoyed hurting the women he pierced. I had to admit that the idea of forcing needles into my slave’s big creamy udders held a certain appeal; I would have to check that out later.

Loosening his grip on her breast he took the second one in hand and taking a fresh syringe he repeated the process again taking his time watching the gleaming needle disappear into the big busted brunette’s creamy breast. I had to admit that Melinda was bearing up rather well under the torment of her udders and I glanced at her face just in time to catch her looking at me and she gave me a sly wink that told me she actually liked the pain.

She bowed her head quickly as the physician turned to his assistant and said, “Take her to the radiology room and shoot two views of each breast; one from the top and the second from the side so I have a 3-d image of each.”

I handed the leash to the woman and she led Big Tits from the room as Thad removed his gloves. He waited until both women were gone then looking at me he spoke up, “I must confess Jack that I am most impressed with this slut. She is the first Sub I have never had to strap down to give her the injections. I think it safe to say she’s a level two pain slut at least. How often do you milk her?”

I told him and he nodded informing me, “Keep her on schedule, however ease up on the pressure to about half of what you normally use till she’s all healed up. Unless you think she would enjoy it I can take my service fee after I pierce her areoles.”

I smiled at him and replied, “Oh by all means wait, I want her bearing all four rings before I order her to pleasure you. She is such a shameless whore that she deserves that much.”

I stood before the X-ray device as the lab coated woman positioned the equipment and tried to slow my breathing. The unexpected warmth of the stranger’s hands on my breasts had made my pussy sopping wet again. However when he had forced the long silver needle down the length of my nipple into my generous udder I had almost had an orgasm!  I was still trying to figure out why the searing pain of the needle made me so hot but it was something that I found I wanted more of. What would Jack think if I asked him to use my tits for pin cushions?

I watched in submissive silence as my lush udders were placed on the two plates and the shots taken then the table rotated and the plates were placed between my breasts and two more were taken. Even as the woman placed them in the developing device she looked at me and asked shyly, “Does he really milk you, like a cow?”

I nodded and making sure we were alone I answered, “Oh yes. I’m my master’s human cow and he milks me every day and breeds me as he likes. I also am his sex slave and he disciplines me as he desires.” I wasn’t expecting what happened next, the woman moved to stand before me and her hands came up to heft my heavy udders as her fingers teased my thick nipples. I gasped softly as she insisted, “Your tits are so damn big.  My master will enjoy piercing you so much.”

I blushed at her brazen advances and yet feeling her soft slender fingers on my tits felt so erotic. I hadn’t had a woman touch me like this since my freshman year at college and I suddenly found myself wondering what it would be like to service another woman in front of my master. He had never mentioned anything about that aspect of our relationship however after Jeff had so masterfully used my body in KC I found myself eager to have another man use me for my master’s pleasure. I knew that I would have to pleasure her Dom in payment for his services but that didn’t bother me at all. If anything it made me hot as hell.

I sat on the plush stool in the corner of the examination room and waited as Big Tits had her rays taken.  I silently observed as Thad laid out four barbell studs and four stainless steel rings on the table as he informed me, “I would like to take some pictures later of her piercings for my portfolio. I keep a record of my BDSM work.”

I agreed replying, “As long as there are no face shots, I want to keep this discreet.”

He nodded and replied, “No problem Jack. I don’t do facial shots, even if I do piercings there.”

The door opened and Big Tits was led back into the well lit room by her leash. Without being told she perched her naked body on the edge of the table as the lab coated woman handed the dildo from her soaking pussy to Jack encased in a plastic bag as she informed him, “I’m afraid this will interfere with the piercing of her labia Sir. I will replace it after the procedure is completed if you so desire.” I accepted the bag and laid it on the counter as Thad slid the films into the view plate.

He surveyed the four exposures and declared, ”Damn Jack you lucked out with this bitch! I can put two vertical holes just about two millimeters behind each nipple and not even come close to her milk tubes.”

I smiled and responded, “Alright go for it.”

It was both fascinating and yet very erotic watching as my lovely big titted slave was secured to the table and positioned for the procedure. Her eyes met mine for a few brief seconds and I smiled back at her reassuringly. She closed her eyes as the metal plate was positioned under her jutting udders and the surgeon grasped her thick dark nipples in a padded hemostat.

I saw Big Tit’s eyes go wide as he tugged on the interment stretching out her nipple and areole positioning her breast in the small black crosshairs of the lazar. He firmly spoke, “Now take a deep breath, exhale and hold it.” I watched as Melinda complied and seconds later there was a loud “SNAP!” as the lazar flashed for a micro second and the hole instantly appeared through her areole.

Thad quickly inserted a sterile barbell stud through the hole and screwed on the other ball before releasing the hemostat. Stepping back he viewed his work and smiled before repositioning the lazar for the next shot. I saw the gleam in Malinda’s eyes and smiled, damn if the horny little slut wasn’t getting off on this!

The lazar-beam lanced through my flesh so fast that I never felt any discomfort at all until the lab coated man slid the stud through my areole. Then it was like a low level burning sensation that only made my pussy wetter. I waited anxiously as the machine was realigned for the next shot and I bit my lower lip as I felt the hemostats grasp my turgid nipple and tug it outwards. It felt so damn good as the discomfort washed through my breast as my creamy udder was maneuvered into position. I waited as he checked the X-ray then made a minor adjustment to the machine then he again instructed me to exhale and hold it. I froze and again there was a Loud, “SNAP!” as another hole appeared through my other areole.

In mere seconds my lush udders bore the symbols of my master’s ownership and a swell of pride welled up in me as I saw the delight in his eyes at my new adornment. I managed a soft smile at him as he grasped my hand in his and brought it to his lips. Oh God I loved this man, he was letting me become the woman I was created to be and my heart was bursting with deep affection for this man that knew me better than I even knew myself.

The piercings of my outer labia took about all of ten minutes and then I knew that it was time to pay the tab. I swallowed hard as the surgeon removed his lab coat and keeping on his gloves he stepped between my well spread thighs. I felt his fingers part my newly pierced labia and then there was the sound of his zipper as he exposed his shaft. I groaned as his thick man root invaded my lower passage.

The residual pain from the piercings blended with the delightful pleasure of his invasion as I arched my back and thrust out my lush tits. He thrust deep into my passage, filling me with his hard fuck tool. I felt the table lower and in mere seconds my head was hanging off the other end of the padded surface. I watched from my inverted position as my master moved to just above my head and in seconds his rock hard cock was poised at my pouting lips.

I pursed them eagerly and sighed in bliss as he eased forward spreading my lips wide as he glided into my hot sucking mouth. I reached up unashamedly and cupping his ass cheeks drew him deeper into my mouth as I felt the hard man shaft ram again into my cock hungry pussy.

Then a muffled unexpected squeal escaped my lips as something landed on my up thrust udders and I knew it had to be the lands of a flogger.  I arched my back off the table silently signaling the sub to proceed. I relished in the possession of both men as they plundered my now pierced body, I trembled under the raw lust of the surgeon’s savage assault, his impressive man meat slamming into my swollen pussy as my master used my mouth as a mere cum depository. All I could do was enjoy the orgasm that was building in my pussy and pray that master let me ride home topless, once we got out of town.

                                                                                       

                                                                       New Horizons

The following six weeks were like nothing I had ever known could exist, my new slave catered to my every desire; not that I pushed her all that much because I wanted her to settle into her new life. When it was prudent she would ask for a “Time out” and we would talk things out so we both understood what the other needed in their role in the household.

I found myself ecstatic as Melinda adjusted to her new life as my cow. She could be playful and yet totally submissive as I would secure her in the stantion and milk her generous udders twice a day, I drank her dry in the mornings.

She never hesitated when I ordered her to the loft in the barn for bondage and discipline sessions and eagerly offered me her ass whenever I even caressed her bubble butt. I had noticed that over the past several weeks she had lost a bit of weight, but not where it hurt her lush figure any. She was an immaculate housekeeper and I learned that she kept her on line harness sales doing a steady yet moderate business.

After about three weeks we mutually determined that trying to keep the intense  training routine we had been was taking a toll on both of us and we settled into a more relaxed schedule that let us  cuddle in front of the TV if we wanted to or just lay out on the back deck together. Oh don’t get me wrong, I still craved Big Tits and enjoyed milking her, but it was more relaxed and sedate now.

To be honest she was becoming acclimated to my house and it just felt right to have her going about the house wearing what I wanted and taking her as I wished secure in the knowledge that she was mine. I took special care with her cleaning her four piercing sites, keeping them sterile as they quickly healed up.

Then the phone call came and I swore under my breath, the timing sucked as usual but I had no choice but to fly off to L.A. for two days and I couldn’t take Big Tits with me. I let her bath me and shave me as was her ritual that morning and then I took her back to bed and this time I made love to her with an intensity that brought tears to her beautiful green eyes.

She sat astride my hard shaft and looking down at me she begged, “Master have I displeased you in some way? I am yours for the taking; you need not be gentle with me.”

I smiled at her and tenderly caressing her lips I answered, “My dear slave I am the master and I may take you as I desire, is this not so?”

She nodded insisting, “But Master you have never went down on me before with the intent of my getting pleasure. Why?”

“Because I must leave you here for a couple of day alone my sweet slave.”I answered.

Her eyes went wide as she pleaded, “Please take me with you, please Sir. I will act as your secretary if you like.”

I shook my head and replied, “I’m sorry Big Tits, but not this time. However I will take my lap top with me and stay in contact with you. While I’m gone however I need you to finish unpacking your boxes you have stashed out in the barn and assemble that new sex swing for the play room in the loft.”

I didn’t understand this; Jack’s business was doing well and yet for some unexplained reason I felt as if this had nothing to do with his business. I lowered my head in submission my mind going full out as I attempted to rationalize why he would just up and fly off to the west coast on such short notice. I eased from his semi hard shaft and kneeling on the bed began licking his glistening scepter as he softly informed me, “Stop and look at me Big Tits.”

I immediately obeyed and found his eyes filled with concern. He reached out to caress my lush breasts as he quietly informed me;”This is family business Melinda and to be quite honest about it I’m not ready yet to tell them about you.”

I hung my head and softly asked, “Is Master ashamed of me? Have I displeased you in some way?” His answer was fast and resolute, “No! You are a rare gift, one I must confess I don’t want to share with anyone else right now. If I took you with me my sister and sister-in-law would have a hay day dragging you all over Rodeo Drive asking questions that to be honest I have no answers for ; to them living with me amounts to two things; marriage and kids, they have no idea that I have a sex slave.”

I looked up at him and smiled as I sighed;”Master this slut wants only your symbols of ownership, I could ask for nothing more to be content serving you. I have an implant so children are not even possible.”

His fingers teased my turgid nipples as I shivered with desire as he smiled and retorted, “I know that, however remember that according to the contract you signed I can change the terms at any time I so desire, with your approval.”

I glanced up at him and gasped seeing the expression on his face. I had known him long enough now to know he was up to something, but just what I had no idea. I meekly smiled and replied, “Yes Master I know. Will you call me before you get home so I may greet you properly upon your arrival?”

“Of course I will. In the mean time you may consider the time while I’m gone as free time outside of what you need to unpack those cartons in the store room out in the barn. You may wear clothes and go into town to shop or take your little sports car out for a spin or two. It hasn’t been driven for a few weeks.” he decreed.

I was both stunned and yet elated at his generosity; this relationship was turning out much different than I had imagined. Even as I scampered for the shower my mind was going full tilt on preparing a very special candle light dinner for him served by a very naked brunet. I managed to get through breakfast and started packing his clothes when he came up behind me and reaching around me cupped my tits in his hands and drew me back against his broad chest.

I sighed in bliss as he pinched my dark thick nipples and tugged on the silver studs that kept my nipples protruding obscenely from my puffy areoles from my creamy milk bags. His hands were powerful and yet demanding as he tormented my udders making my pussy ache with need. I never even hesitated when he bent me over the open suitcase, I heard his zipper lower. In mere moments his thick man root was slipping past the stainless steel rings in my outer labia lancing deep into my tight sheath as he used me.

I wiggled my pert ass invitingly as he thrust again into my tightness;, the rings sending twinges of pleasure through my clit as I begged for more.  He chuckled and retorted, “Big Tits, you are a totally wanton whore and I am so glad you belong to me.”

I smiled with joy as he reached under me and grasping my heavy swaying udders he held them tight as he started ramming his hard fuck tool in my body. I groaned and shivered under his masterful control as he pillaged my body at will and I acknowledged the fact that I was born to this; to be his property, his sexual toy and to enjoy caring and catering to him as long as he desired me.

The sound of the locks securing the suitcase closing almost hurt as I watched Big Tits stand over the now closed leather case. I had battled with myself for hours now trying to find a way to tell her the entire truth and not risk that she would jump to the wrong conclusions. However the means of doing so still eluded me. It was bad enough that I was going to have to leave her for three days and in that time try to keep my family from finding out about her. My sister was a dyed in the wool romantic and if she even caught a whiff of a woman in my life, she would storm my place like a battalion of marines.

But that wasn’t what really bothered me, if I was honest with myself I knew that this woman was filling a very special place in my life and my heart. True enough she had spoken of her love for me and at the time I had brushed it aside as mere lustful ponderings. Not that I didn’t want her love, but I wanted to be the one to woo her as not just my property, but as my other half of a whole.

I also knew that if I took this to the next level that she would be exposed to a much broader circle of people and that the warm cozy little world we so enjoyed would be threatened and possibly lost, perhaps forever. I turned from the sliding glass door that accessed the back deck outside the master bedroom and found Melinda kneeling before me in her presentation position. Her head bowed in submission as she waited for my next command.

I glanced at the clock on the nightstand and knew that I had to leave for the airport in about two hours and there were things I had to do before we separated. I moved to the nightstand and sliding open the drawer lifted out the leash before clipping it to her collar. A slight tug brought her to her feet and without a word I led her across the floor towards the door.

I sensed that something was bothering my master as he clipped the leash to my collar and led me from the bedroom and down the steps into the living room. It had something to do with his impending trip but just what it was I had no idea. I felt a rush of enjoyment flow over me as he opened the back door of the house and led my naked form across the sunlit yard to the barn as I felt the milk in my breasts start to let down in anticipation of the surging pumps.

Max tagged along playfully as Jack led me into the open barn door and down the concrete covered center of the structure. My heels clicked on the smooth gray floor as he opened the stall door and led me inside the well lit milking room. I meekly positioned myself in the metal framework and waited as Jack dropped to one knee and indicated the newly installed panel before me.

His voice was low and mellow as he informed me, “I have a tasking for you to perform while I’m gone wench. You are to come out here every eight hours as scheduled and milk yourself. The green button will start the pumps and the red button stops them. You will take the milk you drain from your udders and place the container in the small fridge under the counter, make sure it’s sealed tight.”

I met his gaze and answered, “Yes Master, any other instructions?” He smiled at me

The pumps were cycling steadily. Milk was drawn from my creamy tit bags as Jack watched a few feet away. Max seemed to know my growing need and he whimpered anxiously.

I stood off to one side and watched as Max reluctantly moved around Big Tits then moved to his kennel where I secured him. I heard her whimper in a mixture of need and frustration as I repositioned myself behind her and unzipping my slacks I eased my hard man-tool free before thrusting hard into her tight rear. I knew that the two hidden cameras in the room were catching every detail of her humiliating ordeal and yet I knew too that if she had at last told me that she was mine, totally.

I eased my satiated body from the bathtub and dried myself off as my mind attempted to accept the events of the past three hours. True enough I had wanted Jack to let me experience things I had never done before, he had taken me beyond anything I had even imagined. I had to admit that the delight and pleased look on Jack’s face had clearly conveyed his approval of my choice even though I had to admit as well that I had bucked my hips in wanton need like a total slut as Jack brought me to three fantastic orgasms before he had flooded my ass.

I had dutifully placed the abnormally full container of milk in the fridge as ordered after Jack had ravished my tight ass hole and then knelt before him and sucked his cock finding he had another load of cum just for me. To my surprise Max kept close to my side  as if he had staked an unspoken claim on me and yet he was as playful as a puppy after Jack loaded his suitcase in his Solstice and drove away.

It felt strange putting on a demi cup bra after removing my studs; I would put them back in when I returned from town. It wouldn’t do to have the staff at the store see them when I went shopping for clothes .I found a matching set of tap pants to go with the bra and started looking over clothes.

I found a silk blouse that was a deep emerald green and a pair of snug jeans to go with my four inch heels then brushed on my makeup and pausing at the closed door to Jack’s closet I smiled then pushed the button to open the doors. They rolled back silently and without any hesitation I moved to the black box that rested atop his dressing table.

I lifted the lid and withdrew the black satin choker he had let me wear on the train ride and without a second thought slid it about my neck to secure it in place. Turning I moved to my closet and finding the kneeling slave earrings slid them in place through the lobes of my small ears.  I had no idea if anyone would even notice them but I was both proud and humbled that Jack was my master and that I served him. After wafting on a bit of perfume I found my keys hanging on the hook by the back door along with the extra remote that controlled the gate. Taking a deep breath I stepped out into the mid morning sunshine and started organizing my thoughts, Master’s homecoming had to be special. However I had to unpack the boxes I had stored in the loft before I could head for town.

I had broken down the cardboard cartons and put them in the recycle box when it dawned on me that the case with all the DVD’s of my training sessions with Tom was missing. I had remembered quite vividly packing them and wondering how Jack was going to react watching another man use my body. I had been a bit wary in KC when Jeff had so ruthlessly plundered my body while I had been bound to the bed. But Jack had seemed to handle it without too much difficulty and I had noticed that he had watched me pretty closely as if he was expecting me to use my safe word.

                                                   

I had just relaxed and enjoyed feeling that big black cock slam into my bald hot pussy. I had imagined that I was a white missionary in deepest Africa being raped by a sleek Swahili warrior. Then when Jack had shoved his cock in my mouth I had really let go and just relished in the mass of sexual sensations that had flooded over me. I looked around a bit and then discovered the small box lying by the door to the storage closet. I picked up the carton and opening the door I froze as I saw something strange.

There seemed to be light emanating from the back of the closet, by the floor. I reached inside for the pull string and tugged on it as the light came on. I started to put the case down when I noticed the small metal circuit breaker box on the wall. I paused as I wondered why there would be one here and another one out in the playroom. I opened the box and frowned as I saw it held a single breaker that was in the off position. My curiosity got the better of me and I flipped it into the on position and stared in surprise as the back wall of the closet rolled back letting the light from the hidden room flood out.

That was where the light had come from! I stepped over the box and stepped into a well appointed sound booth that contained eight flat screen monitors and a mass of studio quality DVRs all sitting on a rack next to the sound board. Everything was clearly labeled and finding the main power switch I flipped it on. Seconds later I dropped into the plush padded chair as I made a stunning discovery. I swallowed hard and carefully took a long look around as I realized what I was looking at. Jack had hardwired the entire barn with hidden digital color cameras and microphones.

I glanced across the room and saw the neatly catalogued evidence that he had recorded every session and encounter we had shared since I had arrived. On one hand I felt exposed and humiliated and yet on the other I felt pleasure that he wanted records of our unique relationship. My fingers trembled as I looked through the discs seeing each one was dated and labeled clearly. Then I noted a pattern and smiled, Jack had each one labeled for himself; “Melinda’s first outdoor flogging” and “First pussy shaving.”

I put the discs away and made sure everything was shut down, including the lights and flipping the breaker the door swung shut behind me. I went through a drive through window at a fast food place and grabbing some comfort food followed the signs to a large shady park. There I parked under the branches of a large shade tree and leisurely enjoyed my lunch realizing that I had missed this, just being alone to think and listen to a local radio station.

I landed in LA about three hours after I left home and already I missed Melinda. Yes I know her slave name is Big Tits, however she was more than that, she was the most important woman in my life and it had taken this trip to bring that home to me. I was still reeling from the episode in the barn. Finding such a woman was beyond mere chance, it had to be fate and I knew that in spite of what my family would say I had to make a commitment to her.

Even if they never understood why, it had to be done. Trenton, my young brother met me at the airport and his shit eating grin told it all as he declared, “Oh my God! Jackson Stone III you have met a lady! I can tell by the gleam in your eyes my man!” 

I grinned back and shrugged my shoulders as he led the way back to his beloved classic AC cobra where he tossed my suitcase in the trunk and slid behind the wheel as I secured my seatbelt. He started the big block V-eight and slipping the car in gear we shot away from the curb as he demanded, “So tell me about her.”

As directed I was on line and waiting for Master’s video call promptly at the appointed time. I had the earpiece in my ear as I knelt on the plush black satin cushion by his empty recliner in the den with Max lying in front of me on the floor. The picture came on and I managed a warm smile as I placed my hands behind my head and heard him sigh;”Damn wench you look good, I miss you something fierce!”

I boldly met his intense gaze on the screen and smiled as I replied, “I miss you too Master Jack. Might this slut inquire as to how the meeting is progressing?” I could see the consternation in his eyes as he quipped, “Well if I can get my brother to stop asking questions about my love life we might actually get something done.”

I stared in stunned disbelief at him for a few moments then asked, “He knows, about us?” Jack shook his head and retorted, “No, but he’s convinced that I have met someone. Which is true, however I’m not ready to let him know that. If word ever got out that Jackson Stone had a lady well, never mind that; have you enjoyed your free time?”

I nodded and sighed, “May we have a time out Master?”

Jack nodded and leaning back against the headboard of his bed he insisted, “Of course Melinda, anytime Sweetheart. What’s on your mind?”

I stood up and taking a seat in Jack’s recliner I took a deep breath and said, “I stumbled across the sound booth in the loft this morning. Why didn’t you tell me about it?”

There was confusion then comprehension in his eyes for several long moments then he muttered, “Damn it all to hell. I guess I should have told you about that, but I was working on a special gift for you. I guess that blows that out the window doesn’t it?”

I blinked my eyes at him for several moments then stammered, “A gift, what kind of gift?”

“You know how the kids at school have video yearbooks; with clips from the football games and dances and such?”He asked.

My heart started to pound as I listened and the anger and doubt started to fade as I realized that Jack was creating a memory video of my training for later. “I have been recording every session so we could not only watch it together later but we could more easily evaluate your progress as a sex slave and my progress as a Dom. Unless one has a record of what has happened, one tends to forget and these are memories I want to remember all my life.”

“What aren’t you telling me Jack?” I asked gently my eyes filled with trust.

He paused then admitted, “Well, I’m new at this Dom thing Melinda and I need to see If I’m doing this right for you. I don’t want you leaving me.”

You care about me that much?” I asked in awe.

“Absolutely , I never realized just how special these past weeks have been till recently and I want to keep a video record of them with you. Does that bother you?”

I paused pondering his question then I met his gaze on the screen and smiled softly;”I guess not, I just felt sort of at a loss for why you would be recording our sessions. I even thought perhaps you might be going to sell them.”

I saw his eyes go wide as he retorted, “No way Lady! We happen to be a mutually exclusive couple and unless you tell me you want that to change, it stands as is. Are you open to other men using you like in Omaha?”

I pondered his question for several moments then confessed, “Well this may sound strange but after this morning with you I feel like I need to submit to whatever you desire. I was totally humiliated having him watch you use me and yet I knew that it pleased you. So I guess what I’m saying is that if you want me to submit to being used by other Doms, I will, as long as you’re there to protect me and supervise.”

I could see the glitter in his eyes at my words and he smiled warmly as he insisted, “You realize that this is far more than what we originally decided on, right?”

I blushed and quipped, “Yes I know but I could never have experienced this with Tom. You are far more open about my role as your slave/cow. May I make a suggestion?”

His eyes flashed as he nodded, “Of course Melinda.”

I leaned forward and let my milk swollen udders sway on my chest as I asked, “Could this wanton whore prepare you a special dinner on the night you return? Could she wear a special gown for you and show you just how much she wants to please you?”

I stared at the LCD screen on my laptop and saw the raw need in her eyes as she waited my response. I knew all too well that it was going to be hell being away from her the next two days but I could force myself to focus on the business that demanded my attention. Once I returned I would sit her down and tell her everything and ask her the question that had been in the back of my mind for days now.

Her trust and submission had told me what I needed to know and now all doubts were gone about the proper role she should fill in my household. I knew that my family would pitch a fit if they ever learned about our lifestyle but at the moment I didn’t care. Now all I had to do was get this annual business meeting of my stockholders done and I could go back home where I really wanted to be.

I worked feverishly over the next two days making sure that everything was perfect for Jack’s return from the coast. I had listened to the messages on the answering machine and had caught onto the fact that his siblings were trying to get whoever was living with him to answer the phone. But I knew the rules all too well and wasn’t about to ruin what we had in our own little world here on the farm.

I drained my udders regularly depositing the warm, sweet nectar from my udders in the fridge as ordered not really sure why. The custom deep crimson half cup corset and sheer floor length skit arrived the morning before Jack was scheduled to return and I tried it on making sure that I created the desired effect. The black trimmed half cups cradled my lush creamy udders making them stand out from my chest like twin ripe melons capped with my large dusky areoles and stud adorned dark nipples. My master would have no problem finding me ready and eager to please him when he arrived home later.

The gate rolled aside and I eased the low slung sports car through the opening then waited till it closed behind me before cruising on up the drive to the waiting barn. I knew all too well that Big Tits was waiting inside the house for me and it had taken every ounce of self control I possessed to hold the speed down on the Pontiac as I cruised north towards the farm.

I shut off the car and stepping out of it I again felt the small ring box in my jacket pocket. I knew that my slave had no idea what was about to happen and yet I felt sure that she would agree to this modification of our initial contract. After all she was the most important thing in my life and I wasn’t about to risk losing her.

Lifting the trunk lid I took out my single bag and with an eager smile I headed for the house in the post dusk twilight. The house was dimly lit and I realized that there were candles lit in the dining room as I neared the sliding back door. I slid it open and stepping inside dropped the bag on the floor as I slid the portal closed behind me.

There was a sound in the kitchen doorway and I looked up to freeze as my eyes took in the vision of feminine sensuality that stood there. Melinda had gone all out and her efforts were nothing short of breath taking. Her silky dark hair was styled atop her head with small swirls of golden hair on either side of her lovely face. Soft creamy skin reflected gold in the flickering candle light across her bare shoulders and out thrust breasts that lay in the satin lace trimmed troughs of the deep crimson corset that encircled her slender waist.

My mouth dropped open in total awe of her sensual beauty as she smiled at me and bowing her head she whispered, “Welcome home Master Jack.” I swallowed hard and gathering my trampled emotions I moved closer to get a better view at what she was wearing. The sheer skirt draped over her hips and was gathered at her navel leaving a totally uninhibited view of her shaved pussy and the black silk stockings that graced her legs.  The six inch high stiletto heels made her stocking-clad legs seem to go on forever as she stood totally motionless allowing me to view her at will.

She was like a feast to a starving man; she waited in silence as I took my fill of her lush beauty. I crooked a finger at her and she meekly swayed across the floor, her heels clicking on the polished hardwood floor. I slipped my arm about her slender waist and drew her to me as she blushed in anticipation of my touch.

The look in Jack’s eyes as he viewed my satin and lace adorned body was one I would never forget. I had to admit that I had never had a man ever look at me like that before. The raw desire and adoration in his eyes hit me so hard my knees almost buckled under me. I was trembling as he drew me close and I meekly gave him access to my body without any reservation. I held my breath as his fingers grasped the silver stud that pierced my left nipple and he tugged it over the edge of the lace trimmed cup of my corset.

The flash of raw sexual delight coursed from my nipple to my bald pussy as he slowly twisted it just enough to hurt. I groaned low in my throat as he brought his mouth down over mine and savagely kissed me with a level of need that made me quiver in anticipation. I let my slender arms slip about his neck as I shamelessly clung to him and relished in his possession. I hadn’t realized just how much I had missed his touch till this moment.

I made no apologies for my wanton response to my master’s brazen exploration of my body. He was my very reason for living and I was his to both enjoy and use as he desired. I moaned loudly as his free hand eased down between my spread thighs and cupped my searing hot sex. I shamelessly bucked my hips against his hand as he drove two fingers into my sopping wet passage. My poor nipples ached with need as I felt my milk letting down with a vengeance as if they too had missed Jack’s undivided attention these past two days.

I felt his fingers find my g spot and seconds later I was panting loudly as he rammed his skilled fingers into my cock hungry pussy. I trembled in his arms as my body hung on the edge of an orgasm as I tore my lips from his and begged for permission to cum. His voice firm and commanding ordered me to do so and seconds later my hips wreathed lewdly against his hand as my body convulsed in total abandon under his control. I fought back tears as I tried to understand why I had lost control so quickly, It was as if Jack knew how to by- pass all the inhibitions in my body and make me act like a total slut without any semblance of control.

I held Melinda’s lush womanly form in my arms till she regained a shadow of control then assisted her across the kitchen into the dining room where I discovered the room lit by the glow of flickering candles. The table was set with sparkling silver and my best china along with a ice bucket complete with a bottle of rather expensive wine. I eased her into the chair and dropping to one knee I gazed into her sex glazed eyes as I whispered, “My god slut, you look so hot. What is all this?”

She reached down and caressing my cheek she whispered, “I have been so totally miserable with out you and wanted to properly welcome you home. Max has been good company, however he isn’t you Master Jack.” She blushed and whispered;”I have dinner in the oven, may I serve you?”

I glanced into the kitchen and replied ; “As long as you make a plate for you as well. I feel a need to share a meal with you tonight. As my lady, not as my slave.”

Her eyes went wide in a mixture of delight and submission as she agreed, “That would be nice Master Jack, We should have a time out evening once in a while.”

I had to admit that Melinda was one hell of a good cook and I put away the food with gusto. We talked and chatted as I enjoyed the magnificent view of her lush creamy tits on open display across the table. She exhibited not the least bit of modesty relishing in my open praise of her near nakedness and eagerly offered me her body.

I found it a very real challenge to stay out of slave mode as we dined in the warm candlelight. I so wanted to go and kneel before this man I loved and show him with my mouth just how badly I needed his hard man meat in my body. But I sensed that Jack had made some decision during his trip and I held my peace knowing that he would enlighten me in due course. We finished dinner and Jack stood to round the table and draw my chair out as he leaned down over me and his left hand brushed a tender caress across my left shoulder and down over my full ripe breast. I shivered and whimpered, “Master, please take me.”

“Not yet my pet, we have some serious talking to do out in the gazebo first. Go out there and wait for me.” He commanded gently. I bit my lip as curiosity welled up in me and yet I knew that I dare not ask why.

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I waited till Melinda had vanished out the back door of the kitchen baring two wine glasses and the bottle of imported Chardonnay. I stood there in the kitchen watching her satin and lace clad body sway across the back yard in to darkness and realized that t was time I told her all. She had every right to know about the road that lay before her as the woman in my life and the challenges it would pose to both of us.

Not that I was about to let her walk away from what we both knew was the most intensely erotic relationship we had ever known, because I wasn’t about to let that happen. However she had to make a clear choice and tonight I had to lay it all out in plain terms for her.

I grabbed my single suitcase and hurried upstairs to the master bedroom where to my stunned delight I discovered that my slave had indeed been well prepared. The black satin ropes were slid through the rings at the top of the solid oak posts at the foot of the bed in readiness to hold her slender wrists and atop the turned down black satin sheets was the light weight leather flogger. She had candles all about the room illuminating it with a soft golden aura that would have made her irresistible. I blew out the candles then in the darkness undressed and slid on my robe before slipping out the sliding glass doors to the elevated deck, then down the steps to join her in the gazebo.

I watched the house and saw the light dim then go out in the bedroom. A wave of disappointment washed through me, assuming all my efforts to prod Jack into taking me one step further into my need for pain had failed. I spotted his dark form moving through the darkness and I quickly dropped to my knees by the door knowing that the lantern hanging in the center of the structure hanging under the mirrors in the ceiling would give us plenty of light.

The door opened and I lifted my head ever so slightly to see he carried the light riding crop in his hand and hope again flared into life in my breast as he crossed the floor and laid it on the table before speaking, “Big Tits, I must tell you that I was not expecting what I found in the master suite. You have never even suggested you might want to try out this crop. Why now?”

Keeping my eyes lowered I gathered my resolve and replied, “Master Jack, this slave has come to understand that her life is totally interwoven with yours. She may exist and function without you but cannot really live without your dominance and control. I know that increasing my level of discipline places more responsibility on you as my Dom, however as much as it shames me I must confess that I desperately crave to hurt for your pleasure and to give you my very life essence to please you.”

My heart raced hearing her words knowing that somehow over the course of the last few days she had come to realize as I had that this was not just a passing encounter or living arrangement for either of us. The contract she had signed had been so much more than words on paper; it was a commitment and choice we both had made to each other.

I reached down and taking her by the hand lifted her to her feet and drew her across the floor to stand under the glowing lantern where I could clearly see her eyes. Without any hesitation I took a single finger and lifting her chin brought her head up to look into my eyes and I smiled down at her as I gently informed her, “Melinda, you are the most wonderful, unique woman I have ever known. From the first E mail you sent me I knew there was something different about you. You are both unique and erotic in ways that most women can’t even comprehend.

What you are asking of me isn’t easy, for either of us. For you it means submitting to my orders to service other men and even women; for me it means taking you places beyond anything I have ever thought possible and yet protecting the woman I have come to cherish more than my own life. This places me in a position where there can be nothing hidden from either of us and in that I must tell you all about myself.

My name is Jackson Stone III, what you may not know is that I am the major stockholder in two of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the nation. My designing luxurious adult playroom is my hobby and I do it because I despise the grind of just sitting about counting my money. I don’t have to work unless I want to and helping couples enjoy their sex life gives me purpose.

I didn’t want my wealth to be a hindrance to our relationship so I never told you but now that has all changed and you need to know that as my companion there will be times when you will have to once again be the proper lady in the public eye, even though I know you hated doing that with Tom. I’m sorry if you feel I was being sneaky but I have learned the hard way that some people’s motives are questionable.

I enjoy being your Dom and yet there  is only one way I can do that; you will have to submit to taking two more rings as my symbol of total ownership. Are you willing to do that? Are you willing to be presented at the club in Omaha and there in front of a small gathering of other Doms and subs take those rings and promise to be mine?”

A shiver of anticipation coursed through my form as I heard Jack’s words. I had known from the first time I had crawled across the balcony at the hotel in KC that Jack was unique and special. His openness and eagerness to let me be the totally wanton woman I was at heart had allowed my love for him to bloom into something that Tom had not been able to even comprehend. I smiled up into his eyes and whispered,” Beloved Master Jack please let this allow this wanton whore to strip then be suspended from the rafters and show you by her cries of anguish as you crop her tits and cunt that she desires nothing more than to belong to you, body and soul.”

I smiled down at her knowing full well I was going to have to prove to her that I could be the demanding, firm Dom she thought I was. I nodded, then commanded, “Leave on the stockings and heels wench, strip!”

The utter delight in her glittering eyes almost overwhelmed me as she stepped back and without any hesitation unbuckled the belt that held the sheer lace skirt about her waist. She tossed it aside and reaching down freed the stocking tops from the black garter straps that hung from the deep crimson half-cup corset. I took a seat on a stool across the room and enjoyed her impromptu strip tease as she ran the heavy duty zipped down the front of it and eased it open letting her lush milk swollen udders to bounce free.

She tossed it atop the skirt and extended her wrists for the leather straps that were at the ends of the three foot spreader bar that hung from the pulley overhead. I reached over and unlatched the lock on the winch and lowered it down then relocked it and carefully placed her wrists in the satin lined leather cuffs. I tightened then securely then turning the crank lifted her arms back above her head until she was all but on her tiptoes with her feet shoulder width apart.

I smiled at her and reaching out unscrewed the studs from her nipples and slid them in my pocket as she shivered in anticipation. The soft night breeze wafted across her jutting udders as she sighed, “Oh Master please. May this wanton whore have permission to come?”

I nodded and replied, “Yes my beloved slave, you may come all you like tonight.”

I watched as Jack turned and moving the stool close he sat back down and leaning forward he hefted my right udder in his powerful lean fingers. I swallowed hard as he hefted it’s weight in his palm then without any warning he brought his other hand to it with a solid smack that sent a wave of anguish through my torso. I cried out softly as the pain exploded in my tit then gasped as his mouth covered my dark thick nipple and he sucked hard on it.

I groaned in anguish as my milk seemed to rush through my ducts and into his hungry mouth. Jack had never been this rough with me before and I found it both exciting and erotic knowing he was going to not just push my limits, he was about to set new ones for me. I arched my back as best I could as his mouth drew my warm sweet essence from my body. I closed my eyes and relished in the harshness of his grip on my udder combined with the total raw way his mouth and teeth ravaged my flesh.

The night breeze caressed my flesh like a lover’s kiss as Jack mauled and abused my out thrust jugs. I panted as the aching void in my pussy dripped its juices onto the floor below my helpless body. I fought the urge to beg him to take me knowing full well I had begged for this and now I was at his mercy, totally.

MY cock was rock hard and throbbing with raw lust as I drew Melinda’s sweet nectar from her udder. I knew she was ready to explode any moment and yet I was determined to give her what she craved and let her know that she would never have to seek another Dom. Her belly undulated as she hung there her hips jerking as if she were riding an invisible cock and I slid a hand down between her stocking-clad thighs .

My hand ran up her right inner thigh and even before I was even close to her bald snatch I could feel the intense heat emanating from her core. She held her breath in anticipation of my plunging my fingers into her tightness but I simply cupped her and squeezed as she let her head drop back as she whimpered in abject need. I slowly let two fingers glide across her swollen throbbing clit as she tried desperately to buck on them only to discover that I was not putting any pressure on her little nubbin. She broke as I knew she would, “Oh for the love of god, please Master!”

I had absolutely no shame, Jack was once again proving himself to be the maestro and I was the orchestra as he broke me to his will. I shuddered in his grasp as I begged him to make me come knowing all the while that I was his and he would take me at his leisure. His teeth gripped my turgid nipple and bit down slowly letting the sharp grip of his teeth send waves of anguish through my swollen breast. I shuddered and with a shrill cry that rent the night I came for the first of countless orgasms to come before he carried me off to our bed.

Even as I thrashed in my bonds his mouth was again drawing my life sustaining nectar from my generous udders. I panted and sobbed under his onslaught without reservations knowing that he was relishing in my torment and ongoing need to be punished. I vaguely remember him switching to my other dripping udder as I swayed helplessly off the floor as wave after wave of sexual pleasure rippled through my form.

The firm open handed slaps to my tits blended with the soft caresses and kisses to my abused flesh as Jack mercilessly tormented and abused my ripe creamy breasts. They were a mass of dusky pink flesh, my areoles swollen and tender, nipples glistening and elongated from all his suckling. He finished emptying me and wasted no time at all before he started tugging and pinching my dark nubbins as he used the wooden ruler on the soft flesh of my cow tits.

I begged and pleaded for mercy knowing full well that Jack was going to give me full measure as I had asked. He stepped back and without any warning seized the riding crop from the table and bringing his arm back he lightly brought it to my chest letting the leather  pad kiss my out thrust udders. The blow was barely more than a light swat but the heaviness of the leather drove into my flesh exploding with red hot agony that took my breath away.

My mouth opened in a silent scream as my tits bounced under the stroke, my head came up as my eyes focused on my breasts and I saw the dark pink line form on my tits. I inhaled and the scream erupted from my lungs as the second blow landed and again I was at a loss to express the intense agony that filled my torso. I noted that Jack was avoiding my nipples at all costs and I had to admit that at that moment I loved him for it.

                                                       

I paused and surveyed the first two strokes to my slave’s chest and shook my head in abject wonder. The tittie flogger we had always used before was child’s play to this and yet Melinda had not even hinted that she needed or wanted a time out, let alone use her safe word. The stark contrast of the dark pink lines against her creamy skin drew me like a magnet and without even thinking I reached out and hefted her lush udders in my hands.

She gasped and shivered under my touch as she panted and begged, “Water, please?” I nodded and poured her a glass of wine then held it to her lips as she drank thirstily. I took away the glass and she smiled weakly, “Oh shit that hurts, but god I like it, a few more and I’m going to come like a fucking freight train!”

I set the glass aside and she nodded telling me she was eager for more. I caressed her lush abused udders and administered a firm twist to each nipple before letting the crop again find her out thrust jugs. She groaned tugging at her bonds, her tits juddering on her chest as I smiled in delight, damn she looked good and it was taking me every bit of resolve to resist her.

I changed tactic and grasping her left nipple lifted her heavy milk bag to target the tender nether flesh of her udder. Her squeal of torment filled the dimly lit gazebo as her body jerked and twisted in my grasp. I dropped her tit and moving to the other side caressed her other jug before seizing her glistening nipple and lifted it to again bring the crop to her creamy flesh. Her shrill cry filled the night as she tossed her head back and forth wildly as her knees gave out and she hung by her wrists, sobbing in abject anguish.

The intensity of the crop to the sensitive undersides of my breasts sucked the very life from my lower limbs as the pain slammed through my tits straight to my pulsing clit. This was so much more intense than anything I had ever known before and yet I couldn’t find the strength to or will power to call for a time out.

It was as if my body had a mind of its own and all my poor pussy knew was it needed to cum and nothing else was relevant. I hung before my master my breasts swaying on my chest as the waves of agony blended magically with the pleasure in my cunt and I felt my nipples swelling up in anticipation of the kiss of the crop.

Jack knew my body now even better than I and he knew I needed the exquisite agony that targeting my puffy areoles and nipples brought. This was like a drug fix that I needed and craved to be complete and seconds later Jack brought it to me with zest.

I drew back the crop and using a moderate amount of force laid the flexible   fiberglass directly across Big Tit’s left nipple. The two inch wide leather pad landed on her puffy areole dead on. I watched with glee as it sank into her flesh driving her nipple back into her lush creamy mound with a solid, “SWIT!”

Ruby red lips went wide as did her beautiful eyes as she shuddered and squealed in agony then gurgled, “Coming!” I never hesitated as I targeted her other nipple and she screamed softly as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses. The busty brunette shook her head back and forth like a wild animal as she wreathed in abject ecstasy as the orgasm ripped through her helpless form. She panted and trembled, unashamedly as she whimpered, “Please….please..Master.. take me….please show mercy!”

I smiled and moving behind hr grasped her slender waist and drawing her to her feet opened my robe. I eased my thick shaft between her spread ass cheeks and with one solid thrust drove my cock up her tight ass.

I thought sure my poor asshole was being ripped open as Jack lanced his thick man tool into my tight rear. The red hot fire exploded in my ass, my cry exploding from my lips as I felt Jack’s powerful fingers grip my swaying udders, pulling me back on his thickness. The raw fire of the crop to my flesh only added to my pleasure. I hung my head in total submission as he eased back and rammed in a second time as I moaned and pleaded.” Oh damn, yes fuck my ass Master, hurt me!”

Even as I spoke I was stunned hearing myself say this. Never in my life had I ever begged anyone to hurt me until now and yet I knew that I had to. I needed to feel humiliation and pain, I had to let go and give Jack my total trust and show him I totally trusted his dominance. His strong digits tightened harshly around my abused flesh forcing it to ooze between his fingers as I squealed in newly discovered agony.

I lewdly rocked my hips against his groin taking every bit of him into my rear passage feeling his balls slap against my buttocks. Drops of milk dripped from my crushed tits onto the floor below me as my master thrust into my passage with a vengeance. My pussy felt as empty as the Grand Canyon as it silently cried out to be filled yet I knew that its needs would have to wait until my master was ready to fill it.

Strong, powerful hands twisted and ravaged my breasts as Jack rammed his thick man root deep into my churning asshole. I gasped and moaned shamelessly filling the night with the sounds of my need and lust for his possession. I panted in synch to the ramming of his thick hard cock into my obscenely spread back passage. His pace increased and seconds later his hot load blasted deep into my colon as I sobbed in delight knowing he was taking his pleasure with my helpless body.

I smiled down at Melinda as she knelt before me minutes later and without any hesitation used her mouth to lick my shaft clean of our mixed juices. She had never hesitated when I had freed her wrists from the spreader bar and ordered her to lick me clean, much to my surprise. This was another first for her and I stood in total amazement looking down at the bruises and clearly defined marks on her otherwise flawless udders.

Her areoles were swollen and obviously tender as she cleaned me with gusto and I knew that once back in the house I would have to administer a good deal of TLC to my slave. I reached down and caressed her golden streaked hair as she sighed in bliss. It was quite obvious that another milestone had been reached and it was time to move this relationship to the next level. I just hoped that Melinda was going to understand that I had to do this because I needed the stability.

I drew her to her feet before me and reaching down I grasped her hands in mine as she looked up at me in puzzled bewilderment. I leaned down and brushed a kiss across her brow before whispering, “We need a time out to talk wench.”

She grinned back and nodded as I led her across the gazebo to the upholstered chair where I sat down and drew her into my lap. She slipped her arms about my neck and with a soft warm smile she asked, “Alright Jack what’s on your mind? I know something has been bothering you for almost a week now; tell me what it is.”

I leaned back and looking into her beautiful green eyes I spoke, “Melinda when we started this relationship I was quite content to have you as both my cow and my submissive. Over the past several weeks I have come to enjoy both dominating you as well as milking your lush udders every day. However, I need to know that you trust me to take you even further than we went tonight, but not just as your master, but as your companion.”

I saw the gleam in his eyes and knew what he wasn’t saying. For a moment I felt a rush of fear course through me. Not because I didn’t love him but because I knew from experience just how protective Tom had been and I didn’t want Jack doing that as well. I then realized that I had come to a crossroads. Either I trusted Jack to let me explore my limits or I had to stifle these feelings I had for him.

The very idea of not sharing his life was almost physically painful, as much as I loved my independence and my newly discovered sexuality not having Jack there to dominate me and push me was almost unthinkable. Taking a slow calming breath I leaned down and caught his gaze then spoke, ”Jack let me say this then you can decide what you think we should do. I told you weeks ago that I loved you, I meant it then and I do still. But understand this, Tom was not ever this open with me and your openness has made me feel a freedom that I never thought possible.

I know all too well that there are aspects of this lifestyle I have never experienced and to be honest there are some I don’t care to. You know what those are and I trust you to both protect and care for me in that regard. On the other hand, I am telling you right now that as your submissive and your cow I will comply with any order you give me. If you wish to modify our contract and make it more permanent, I will submit to that. I belong to you, period.”

I waited as he looked back at me then he smiled and decreed, “Very well. It is time you were publicly collared as my slave. I will arrange for this just before the grand opening of the “Stocks & Bonds” club in Omaha. At that time you will publicly declare your total commitment to me and take not just my collar but your rings as well, understood?”

My heart raced as I leaned in and hugged him as I whispered, “Yes my beloved master.”