VIII - SIX MONTHS LATER
She was very nervous and awkward walking in high heels as her owner guided
her to the car. She had been confused and scared when her owner had laid out a
new long wool coat and her old shoes from the hotel room long ago. He forced her
upright, onto her feet, and began dressing her. He reassured her and promised
that she would return, that she was too valuable a milk cow to get rid of. She
had relaxed and placidly stood still while he dressed her. He placed the coat
over her naked body and gave her milk-swollen nipples a few sharp tweaks. As he
attended to his own toilette she mused on what had happened to her.
The birth had gone easily, the camera filming her loud moos of pain and the
contractions that racked her body. The child had been delivered and quickly
whisked away to an adoptive family who eagerly had awaited the result of her
labor.
Using his friendship with the farmer her master had supplied two newborn
piglets to immediately begin suckling her swollen teats on film after delivery.
He later had placed four piglets with her as she was tied in her stall, lying on
her side recuperating. They had taken turns at her teats. Sucking her almost
constantly, voraciously, causing her milk supply to grow rapidly.
After a month she looked as she had imagined she would, her breasts long and
pendulous with long dark nipples from the constant sucking. Her master enioyed
her appearance and often commented favorably to his weekend guests about her
"long milk tits" and graciously offering them the opportunity to suckle or milk
her during their stay. Most took him up on his offer and she was subjected to
inexperienced hands awkwardly milking her or strange mouths sucking her teats as
her master and his friends watched and laughed at her as she mooed and complied
with his wishes.
Monday through Friday, while her master worked, she was kept stalled at J--'s
barn as he had promised her Master. There J-- allowed her to be milked and
sucked by paying customers he had solicited through specialty magazines and
discreet advertising.
Often J--'s customers paid extra to see her allow piglets and other animals
suck her milky nipples. For a few dollars more, J would have one of his assorted
studs breed her for the customer's amusement. She had been publicly bred by
ponies, dogs, goats, and, on one memorable occasion, a boar hog.
But the main reason for her to be there was for her to be suckled into
producing a large and ready milk supply in her long heavy breasts. When business
was slow he permitted any of the farm animals in the suckling stage to suck on
her dugs. She had ended up being nursed by many animals and as a result her milk
supply had grown and was firmly established. She could not go a few hours or
more without milking. Her master was thrilled with the cow-like volume of the
milk he expressed from her tits. If she had been allowed or had the need to wear
a bra she would have worn a 36 DDD.
On this day, Saturday, Master buttoned up the long coat over her naked body
and stashed the lead to her collar and bell inside the coat, leaving only the
end protruding for him to hold as he walked her out of the house to the car.
Her nervousness was very evident. She had no idea of where he was taking her
or what he intended to with her when he got her there. She quivered thinking of
the breeding party she had heard him speak of so often. She imagined being
publicly fucked/bred by men who did not care anything for her or their
surroundings. Men much like the Great Dane that her master had first had her
service when she was pregnant, there for nothing but mindless fucking of her
cunt.
She had come to enjoy the amazement and awe her owner's friends expressed as
she obediently sucked their cocks or took them vaginally while her owner
watched. She enjoyed pleasing those men because they had seemed pleased by her.
But the idea of being fucked by men who could have cared less about her and were
just performing to please their own master's shamed and humiliated her.
The car headed downtown as she gazed dazedly out the window. Master's right
hand slipped into her coat and pulled at her nipples, taking her immediately
into a state of sexual need. The passing cars heightened her humiliation and
when they pulled up to a red light Master brazenly bared her breasts so that all
could see him tease the long dark nipples.
The man in the car next to them stared, his mouth hanging open with
wonder and shock as he watched her master's fingers easily coax milk from her
teats. She hung her head in shame as her master's laughter echoed in the car.
The man made a jacking off motion and grinned. Her master jerked his head toward
a parking lot ahead and the other driver nodded and pulled in behind them.
Master wheeled the car into the lot and parked towards the back. The other
driver followed and quickly got out of his car and approached.
"What's the deal here, huh?" the man asked.
"Well, for one, my cow here needs milking. You want to give it a shot?"
"Cow, huh? Don't look like no cow I ever saw."
She looked anxiously at her master as the man reached out and gave a
tentative squeeze to her long milk heavy breast. Master quickly slid the seat
back and commanded her to assume her usual all fours position.
"Yeah, she's a cow all right. I own her," her master said, pointing to the
crude brand on her ass. The man looked and read the words "Milk cow" imbedded in
the flesh.
"Well, I'll be damned, and you want me to milk her for you?"
"You bet I do. I like to see other guys pull her tits."
"Okay, bud, I'll give it a try. I ain't never milked a cow before though"
The man knelt on one knee on the floorboard and began to pull awkwardly at
her breasts. Her master placed a metal bowl under her hanging teats and her milk
soon began to squirt and dribble into the bowl as the man began to get the hang
of milking her.
"Wow, lady, you are full of milk aren't ya?"
She mooed and the man looked quizzically at her master.
"She moos?"
"Yeah, she's a cow. I only allow her to moo."
The man's hands tugged at her nipples and he watched her milk squirt out as
he pulled and squeezed them.
"Too cool. You own her huh? How'd ya manage that?"
"Well, you know all that stuff you hear about the Internet? It could be true.
That's where I got her."
"No shit?! Man, I gotta get me a computer!"
