Corporate Type
Chapter 27
The guards finished their conversation and then one guard turned to the women
and spoke to them. In a sharp tone of authority he commanded, "Up, and display
those udders."
Simultaneously the women on the wagon moved off their hands and up to an upright
position on knees only, which showed how large those udders really were. The
guard escorting you reached into a bucket on the end of the wagon and withdrew a
cloth. You watched as he took the cloth and dropped it into another bucket
bringing it out dripping wet. He carefully wrung out the cloth and then wiped
off each woman's teat with it. When he finished he threw the cloth into a third
bucket on the wagon. You saw him step to one woman and leaning over place his
mouth on her large red nipple, and begin to suck. The woman closed her eyes as
he sucked, and she was startled when his hand went between her legs and began to
massage her pussy. You heard her moan, but she didn't move. Moments later he
withdrew from that teat and switched to another, continuing to massage her
pussy. The guard went from one woman to another and did exactly the same thing
to each!
You knelt on your hands and knees watching this debacle but dared not move
yourself. When the guard had finished however he turned to you and said, "Your
turn!"
You were pulled to your feet and pushed up to the first teat and without
prodding put your mouth over the nipple. The nipple was warm and rubbery, very
large even compared to the woman in the mine. You felt the fluid drain down your
throat. The guard moved you from one teat to another giving you enough time to
drink but not indulge.
When you had drank from the last teat you were forced to your knees and pushed
up to the edge of the wagon. This height put you right in front of one of their
pussy's.
The guard spoke again, "Make each one feel good now by licking them."
You wanted to vomit but didn't balk at putting your face in between those shaven
lips. Your tongue tasted a combination of urine sweat and dirt mix. What you
noticed as you licked the second woman and so on was that each had a very large
clit and what felt like a tiny brad earing stuck in it. Somehow you managed to
finish the task.
The guard pulled you away and pushed you down on the sand again and told you to
follow him.
You crawled along until you saw light and found that you were at the entrance to
the mine, however it was not the same place you had entered. The bright lights
hurt your eyes at first but you adjusted after a minutes or so.
There was another cart there. It had two women standing in front of it dressed
like horses.
Your caretaker was siting in the seat and when she saw you she jumped out and
came over to you.
"Stand and face me," she said. Holding a short riding crop in her hand.
The guard said, she has behaved poorly in the mines, "We recommend that she be
punished for her behavior!"
When the woman heard this she admonished you and had the guard remove all your
bonds and tied a rope to your pussy lip ring. Then she told you to place your
hands behind your neck and hold still.
"So you want to embarrass me by misbehavior eh?" She commented standing right up
in your face. Her breath so close you could smell chocolate.
She stood back and said, "Hold those breasts out so I can punish you correctly."
Your hands came under the swell of your full breasts and she flicked the nipples
with the tip of the whip. Your eyes filled with tears but they also looked
around as your mind filled with visions of escape. The area was unfamiliar but
now that you were outdoors you desperately wanted to run away, but the shackles
on your ankles and wrists would not enable you to do that!
The woman slapped your nipples and then all over your breasts until you wanted
to ball up and hide them but you knew better and took it all the same.
When she finished she had the guard take off your ankle shackles and tied a line
to your pussy ring, holding the end while she mounted the cart. She said, "Tsk,
Tsk, with her lips and the two women leaned into the straps on their bodies and
pulled the cart forward. You followed along only because your lips would be
jerked painfully if you didn't. The women pulling the cart walked fast but you
were not a fast walked yourself and almost had to jog to keep up. You followed
the cart along a road on your bare feet and stumbled frequently stepping on
stones and other things on the road. The pavement made your feet became sore
quickly but the woman paid you no heed. Finally after a long time in the hot sun
you went up a hill and saw in front of you the tiny town!
As the cart drew closer you noticed other carts with women in front of them
outside storefronts. There were also women crawling on all fours in the street
or sidewalk! The woman made her cart go quite a few blocks into town before you
she turned and there in the street was that large building that you had been
milked in before going to the mines! Your heart sank as she stopped the cart
directly in front of it!
Her attitude was cheery as she took your line and pulled you up the steps of the
building again.
She registered you at the checking table where the attendee helped fit you with
two large cones and strapped them to your breasts, before telling you to go to
level two, spot fifteen. You felt a lump in your throat as you looked upward and
saw so many women much like you, kneeling with their buttocks to the walls and
breasts hanging down between their arms. They all wore breast cups and had
tubing with white milk being drained from them!
You climbed carefully up the ladder to the next level and then got on the ledge
crawling along until you reached the correct number spot. You remembered to take
the tubing and connect it to the cones, then when that was finished you realized
that you had to back yourself into the probe sticking out of the wall!
Humiliation overwhelmed you as you looked at all the other women who were
staring right at you! You turned your head and looked back to see the hideous
post that soon would be right inside, and backed yourself up to it until the
probe was pushing at your pussy lips. Your eyes darted downward at the woman who
had brought you and you saw her smiling up along with the attendee. Slowly you
moved your knees backward feeling the probe enter your female area! Your eyes
made a sweep of the building and every eye was watching as you backed up making
the probe disappear, and your buttocks made contact with the button on the wall.
As your flesh pushed against the button you felt suction draw on your nipples as
they were pulled from your breasts.
Kneeling like those other women was very embarrassing, and you blushed as the
whole group stared at you, but your felt an immediate warmth inside your pussy
as the sucking on those tender nipples combined with the probe vibration brought
out unwanted arousal. You noted that any adjustment in your position made the
tubing below you move.
As if just being there wasn't enough, the woman down on the floor shouted up at
you, ""You can loosen the strap, and remove it because the suction will hold the
cones on tight!" "Besides we should not want your breasts to be constricted when
milking."
Hearing this made you very beet red and you had to raise up on your knees to
reach behind you and unbuckle the strap. Then just as she had said the strap
came free but the cones stayed in place, drawing on your areola and nipples.
Your upward movement made the probe move inside you and that made you experience
almost immediate orgasm! You quickly dropped to your hands and tried holding
yourself steady as the muscle contractions overtook you.
"We have climax on number fifteen lever two!" The attendee shouted into a
microphone. Then an audience began clapping, and you realized it was only a tape
recording.
You got control of your facilities and closed your eyes not wanting to look at
anyone right now, but closing them only made the sucking feel more intense!
The woman must have left because when you did eventually look down and only the
attendee was sitting there.
During this humiliating time your nipples and areola were being suckled you knew
there would be no milk but that didn't matter, you were a slave prisoner of this
hostile city.
The other women were still looking at you with eyes resembling hypnotic stares.
In your level there was a woman across from you who had udders larger than
basketballs! She was not large herself and the udders swelled out wider than her
shoulders. Blond hair hung down along the sides of her face almost to her
elbows. She looked to be in her twenties and had very frail looking arms.
Not far down from her past another ladder was a woman who had to be at least
fifty years old. You could see wrinkles on her face that had more wrinkles and
her breasts hung down long and floppy. From your distance you could see dark
blue veins running like spider webs all over those breasts. She had graying hair
that was cut very short.
While looking at the other women you heard the attendee call out another orgasm
and couldn't stop yourself from turning your head and looking to see who on
level three had achieved one! Deep in your heart you felt sorry for this woman
but still you couldn't avoid looking. She was about forty and had fiery red
hair, short cropped. Her body was partially hidden from view but you could tell
she had muscular features by her shoulder definition. She shook her head wildly
as the thro's of climax played with her. The audience clapping topped off her
reaction!
It felt like your nipples had grown longer even though you doubt they had, but
the suction made you constantly aware of them and this in turn made you feel
unwanted arousal! You closed your eyes again forgetting that the sensation would
increase when you did this.
Then the post heated up and made you climax one more time! The attendee called
out your position for the benefit of all and then announced, "Number fifteen -
level two, come down now."
You pulled away from the button and the post stopped its movement, then as you
pulled farther off the cones dropped away from your breasts. You disconnected
the tubing and gathered the cones and strap, then with all eyes watching you
crawled to the ladder. While you descended you knew that your backside was
clearly visible to everyone.
