My Masters Lactation Slave

I sat in front of the PC and stared in awed disbelief at the message on the screen, I had placed the ad on the adult web site less than twenty-four hours ago and already I had almost a dozen responses. I was admittedly surprised because the details of the ad specified a certain type of woman I was looking for and usually I found it a challenge to locate a woman either willing or even eager to fill my needs.

I scanned through the responses eliminating all the subjects with kids or any ex husbands; I didn’t want to deal with those things in a relationship. However, I paused reading the fifth message noting that the woman was a widow and she had sent me a picture of her wearing a very brief bikini that barely contained her large, ripe breasts. The photo showed she was full figured though her bosom was noticeably full in its generosity.

A glance at her data told me she was in her early thirties and had no family in this part of the country, a possible keeper I thought. I continued through the other seven candidates and found two others that fitted the bill of what I wanted. I sat down and composed a brief E-mail instructing them to send me a second picture; this time topless in a pose that they found erotic.

I went back to the house that evening wondering just how these women would respond to my instructions, posing in a bikini or bathing suit for a stranger is one thing, topless is quite another. I ate a quite dinner that night and then sitting down at my PC I went on line to chat a bit only to discover that I had two messages waiting me in the adult web site I had placed my ad.

I opened the web page and sure enough there were two messages waiting me. I opened the first one and found it was a response from one of the women. She flat out told me she wouldn’t send me any photos of her topless until we had chatted and got to know each other better. I deleted her message and opened the second to find another letter that peaked my curiosity.

Dear Sir X,

       I received your request a few minutes ago and understand your desire to see what I have to offer you. I have no problem with that, however before you open the attached photos please read this first. I feel that you need to know a bit about me initially, so there will be no misconceptions about my background.

I was married for ten years to a very dominate man that I submitted to, not just as his wife; but as his submissive. He started me lactating four years ago and I have milked my breasts every day since selling the product to local milk banks for mothers that need it for their newborns. 

As you will see in the photos I am into serious breast and nipple discipline, also I enjoy bondage and going about wearing just lingerie. I hope that you can understand my needs and it poses no problems for us to chat, thank you for reading this first.          

                                                                                          Submissively,

                                                                                                Melinda

I blinked my eyes at the message and with trembling fingers clicked on the first picture attached to the E mail. It opened and I found myself looking at a woman bent over at the waist, wearing a waist cincher, stockings, and heels. A black leather sleeve encased her arms which were drawn behind her attached to a cable hanging from the ceiling above her.

Her lush ripe breasts hung from her chest about the size of two large flawless cantaloupes each one capped with a transparent cylinder that clung to her dark engorged nipples that were drawn into them from the suction applied. Her face was clearly visible to the camera and the raw lust and need I saw in her eyes told me she was totally enjoying her torment.

                                          

I opened the second attachment and discovered Melinda standing in front of a pine tree totally naked wearing only a set of slave cuffs and a collar. Her lush breasts were adorned with clothes pins crushing her dark nipples. Her creamy flesh was marked with bright pink lines from the switch she held in her mouth as she gazed into the camera.  I saved the photos to my hard drive and started typing a letter to her as my pulse raced;

Dear Melinda,

       I just got your letter and after reading it I viewed the two photos you attached to it. To say I am impressed is putting it mildly. I was not expecting to find a submissive when I placed this ad; however, I think that perhaps we can find common ground if we sit down and talk this over.

I have no relative experience as a Dom. However I must confess that I would be open to learning in order to fulfill your needs. I am an alpha male and am used to running my own business so I feel that is a plus factor in my behalf. I am listing my phone number if you want to call and discuss this. I leave that up to you, if you call we can go from there. I have attached a photo of myself for you to view also.

                                                                                                   Sir X.

I was watching TV when my laptop resting on the coffee table chirped telling me I had an E mail message, my head snapped around so fast I almost fell off the couch. I had thought long and hard about the add I had found in the web site only yesterday but in the end had determined to take the chance that it was legit and not a scam to get some kinky pictures of women.

Reaching over I lifted the slim Mac to my lap and with the stroke of my slender finger I opened the letter. I smiled as I read the words before me and fought down the butterflies that came with them, a phone call? I could handle that, no harm there. Oh he sent me a photo, what a nice touch! I opened it to see a well knit Caucasian male on one knee beside a beautiful golden retriever.

Sir X wasn’t movie star handsome, but he had a ruggedly, earthy masculinity about him that sent a shiver of anticipation through me. His openness about his lack of knowledge in dominating a woman really didn’t bother me too much, a bit of research on the web could bring him up to speed in short order.

A few clicks later I knew what state he lived in by the area code and prefix of his phone and smiled. He was about two states away, interesting! I set aside the Mac and lifting my cell phone I entered his number into the memory then hit the call tab as I held my breath wondering what the next few minutes held in store.

I was actually sitting on the commode when the phone rang and with a laugh I plucked my cell from the leather holder on my belt. I didn’t recognize the number and I smiled wondering if it was Melinda, I answered as I always did, “Jack speaking.”

There was silence for several moments then a soft yet husky female voice shyly asked, “Sir X?”

I swallowed hard and replied, “Melinda?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Well this is a very nice surprise; I wasn’t expecting to hear from you for awhile.” I replied soberly.

“Oh why is that?” she inquired hesitantly.

“Well to be honest I thought you might want some time to think this over before taking this step. Not that I mind at all you understand.” I replied.

She giggled and quipped, “Well to be brutally honest I felt I should call before I chickened out.”

I chuckled and retorted, “Melinda, you are a very beautiful unique woman, you have absolutely nothing to feel embarrassed about.”

I blushed and retorted, “Well not many men want a woman with big cow tits that get’s off being tied up and milked, then screwed in the ass.”

His voice was warm as he retorted, “You might be surprised dear lady, there’s a fine line between fantasy role playing and actual submission in your case. I mean wanting a human cow isn’t very usual these days, but having a woman that likes to get her tit’s milked every day is special.”

“True enough, “I conceded, “However does the aspect of disciplining a woman’s body bother you?”

He was silent for a few moments then he replied, “As long as I know she wants that and that I’m not abusing her, but rather adding pleasure to the sex aspect of things I think I can do it. I know enough about the color code system, are you familiar with it?”

“Yes I used it with my late husband. May I ask some questions?”She inquired.

“By all means;”I insisted.

She paused for a few moments then inquired, “You mentioned in your add you live out in the country?”

“Yes, I own a rather large tract of land about a half mile from my nearest neighbor. I have several out buildings on the property. One is a rather large stone barn where I want to have a stall and milking stantion placed to milk you in. The upper level of the barn is all finished off and part of it could be made into a discipline room for you.”

“I see, that would be nice to have a room to role play in for us. What do you do for a living?”She asked shyly.

I laughed and replied;”Would you believe I design bedrooms and adult play rooms for a very discreet special clientele?”

There was open surprise in her voice as she gasped, “Really, for real?”

“Yes indeed, I designed one for a couple in California about a week ago and sent a crew out to do the job, it will cost them about 30K by the time it’s all furnished with the bondage equipment they want in it.”He replied.

“Oh my god you design bondage chambers?” she demanded.

“Sometimes, other clients want an Arabian Nights room, or a starship officer’s quarters. I’ve even done a captain’s quarters of an old sailing ship of the British Navy for a couple that liked to have his female cabin boy tied up and flogged by the captain.”He insisted.

“I would never have thought there would be a market for that type of thing.” I quipped.

”I get a lot of couples that just want a master suite that caters to a romantic sensual setting for normal sexual activity. When you consider the amount of time a couple spends in the bedroom, it only makes sense to make it a bit lavish.”

She agreed and I asked, “And what is your line of work, since were on the subject?”

Her giggle made him smile as she quipped, “You won’t believe me.”

He chuckled and retorted, “Try me.”

“I own an erotic lingerie shop.”I sighed.

He stood and laughed as he tucked the phone under his neck and exclaimed, “Oh you naughty lady, no wonder you like to run around in Lingerie, you get a discount!” 

  “That’s true but also I can order anything I like and no one asks any questions. I also carry a very exclusive line of breast harnesses for fellow submissive around here.”She informed him.

I had to admit that his voice, rich and filled with confidence sent shivers through me. Not even my late husband radiated such commanding authority. Master X wasn’t even dominating me yet and still my thick nipples were aching with need. I found my hand cupping my lace covered left udder as I toyed with my nipple.

I stifled a moan and to my acute embarrassment he insisted, “Are you getting off on this Melinda?”

I blushed and confessed, “Well sort of, your voice is so sexy and authoritative. I like a man who takes control and makes me obey him.”

His next words sent a rush through me as he asked, “You have a web cam?” I replied that I did and he told me to go on line and contact him in YM. Tucking the phone under my chin I set my laptop on the coffee table as I ask him about his long range plans for himself.

I invited him to join me on line and in mere seconds I saw his face on my monitor. He smiled at me and asked, “Disappointed?”

I shook my head and retorted, “God no! It’s just that, well-a- I normally don’t do this type of thing this quickly.”

He nodded in response and then he declared;”What happens here is up to you Melinda, I will tell you what I want, but you must decide what you will do, understand?”

“Yes, I understand Sir.” I replied blushing.

I had to admit that Melinda’s peaches and crème complexion blended well with her dark brown hair that was highlighted with streaks of burnished gold. Her facial structure held a slight Hispanic cast to it and the black lace camisole she wore along with her cut offs only enhanced her lush figure.

I smiled at her and taking a deep breath I spoke, “The pictures you sent are amazing. Your husband was a very lucky man. How did you get started in the D/s lifestyle?”

“We found a couple of DVD’s at an adult book store and after watching them we concluded that it was something we both wanted to try. Tom was very dominating to begin with so it wasn’t all that hard to take it to the next level.” She informed me over the phone.

I caught the glitter in her eyes and asked, “Okay Melinda, what’s on your mind?”

Blushing, a deep crimson she whispered, “Please, I need you to take control, it’s been so long since a man took charge and I really need that-“

I nodded and asked, “You have any toys handy?”

“In the bedroom, I’ll take my laptop in there and plug it in by the bed, okay?”

“Yes, do it now Wench!” I insisted firmly. Her girlish giggle told me she was happy to comply. I waited as she set the Mac notebook on her bed. Her bedroom from what I could see was nicely appointed and totally feminine, just as I expected it to be. She turned the laptop so the high resolution camera was focused on her womanly form and she knelt on the floor beside the bed and placing her hands behind her head thrust the lace camisole covered chest towards me as she smiled into the camera and spoke, “I am here to please you Sir, command me and I will obey.”

To be honest I was stunned at my response to Jack’s attitude, I was not at all in the habit of submitting to a stranger this early in a on line relationship. I had found it a challenge sorting out the players from the real Doms and most of them were taken. However there was just something in his eyes that conveyed to me a deep inner sense of untapped authority and dominance that I was eager to unlock.

I looked into the screen and waited anxiously wondering just what lay in store for me. It had been months since I had even had a man speak to me in a commanding tone of voice and when Jack had ordered me to the bedroom I had almost wet my pants.

His eyes swept over my kneeling form and then his voice came across the cell phone’s speaker, “Melinda do you have your pumps handy?”

A shiver coursed through me as I realized what he wanted me to do. I nodded and he smiled eagerly as he informed me, “I want to watch you milk your big fat tits as you sit with a dildo in your tight pussy.”

I bit my lower lip and hesitated as he inquired, “Is that possible, or did you recently express all your milk?”

I shook my head and shyly asked, “Sir may this wench ask a small favor of you?”

He nodded and I suggested, “Might this wench have her milk swollen udders disciplined first by your command?”

I saw his eyes widen as he considered my suggestion and he nodded as he replied, “I think I can handle that, however since I have no idea just what you have in mind might you give me an idea of what you are thinking?”

I blushed and reaching onto the bed lifted a wooden slotted spoon up before the camera and suggested,” Perhaps a dozen strokes to my udders, five strokes to each one; three to the tops and sides, two to the tender undersides and the last one to each nipple? After I remove my clothes and play with my big fat udders for you of course.”

Her bold declaration hit me like a slap upside the head and suddenly my cock was as hard as a rock as I agreed, “Yes you shameless slut, take off that camisole and show me those big fat cow tits. You have no right to wear clothing in my presence!” I heard her giggle as she stood and facing the camera slid the straps off her creamy shoulders and eased the taunt black lace down letting her generous breasts bounce free.

Her lush udders were a work of art; even as she leaned forward to slip off the two garments I found my hands aching to cup and heft her generous hooters. She knelt again before me keeping her knees wide allowing me an excellent view of her hairless pussy and fantastic breasts. I asked, “Alright slut, just how big are those udders of mine?”

She bit her lip and replied, “Normally I’m a 38DD, but now I’m a fill E cup. After about twelve hours I can produce almost a full pint of milk unless I’m well stimulated, then I can go even more. Shall I keep a verbal count for you Sir and play with my tits between each stroke or just punish my tits hard and fast?”

I knelt on the satin cushion waiting for his verdict knowing that playing with my nipples between each stroke would make me horny as hell and just the pumping action would bring me off. He smiled at me and spoke firmly, “Take your biggest dildo and force it in your pussy you whore!”

I swallowed hard and looking up on the mattress found the black ribbed dildo that I used only once in awhile. I picked it up and showed it to him on the camera and he nodded in approval then ordered, “Lick it well bitch; show me how well you can use your mouth on a cock.”   

I blushed at his crude language as I realized that he was proving to be a natural dominate and if he kept this up he would be keeping me quite happy. My entire body was trembling in anticipation of obeying his commands. I reached under the bed and slid out the small basin I kept there to pour my milk into from the pumps and set it aside in preparation for what I knew was coming.  My bald pussy mound was actually throbbing as I licked the black rubber surface of the dildo and played with my nipples for him.

I stared in awed wonder and delight at the screen of my 54 inch plasma TV that I had my PC hooked into as I watched this stunning brunette lick the ribbed dildo. Her breasts were not just flawless, they were engorged with milk and I was eager to watch her apply the pumps to her puffy, swollen areoles and thick dark nipples.

Her eyes glittered as she moaned and swirled her skilled tongue around the flared tip of the black shaft and then slid it into her mouth coating it with saliva. She held it up and smiled as she whispered, “God I wish this was you. It’s been so long since I’ve had a real hard cock in my mouth Sir.”

I grinned and retorted, “We’ll work on that you wanton whore, now slide it in your hairless cunt, nice and hard.”

I watched as she rose up on her knees and biting her lower lip focused her attention on positioning the dildo under her pouting swollen labia. She eased the tip in place and looking at me she asked, “May I sit down Sir?” I nodded and she dropped groaning as it lanced into her tight passage, she shivered visibly as she gasped, “Oh Sweet Jesus, Oh fuck that’s good!” Her crude, naughty language turned me on even more as I watched her rock on the black dildo.

I sat impaled on the ribbed shaft as I picked up the spoon and waited for permission to proceed. Just the look in his eyes told me he was both awed and pleased as the low frequency buzzing in my cunt pulsed through my swollen throbbing clit. His voice over the speaker phone brought my eyes wide as he commanded, “Alright you cock hungry slut, I want to see marks on those big fat cow tits, or you don’t get an orgasm, understand?”

I swallowed hard realizing that Jack was actively making an effort to fill his new role as my dominant and for me that was a good thing as I craved it. His voice was firm as he instructed me, “Just as you agreed to, but stop and tease those nipples between each stroke. Show me how you like it done.”

I blushed and nodded, “Yes Sir Jack.” I hefted my milk swollen udders in my hands and squeezed them as I held them out for him. I could feel the heat radiating from my pussy as I squeezed and worked my tits, my dark nipples were aching with need and I knew all too well it wouldn’t take much to have them dripping on the carpet beside my bed.

I got my nipples rock hard and picking up the spoon brought it down on my left udder with a solid, “WHAP!” The sting brought a low groan from my lips as I felt the delicious pain radiate from my breast to my aching cunt. Without a second thought I switched hands and again brought the spoon to my other udder with a second solid stroke as I whimpered.

I could clearly see on the screen the light pink marks on Melinda’s flawless creamy udders and I licked my lips discovering that I was wishing I was there to take over the task at hand. I had never even considered disciplining a woman’s breasts before yet seeing the way this wanton wench relished in it was both awe inspiring and totally erotic. It was becoming easier to understand why a man would want to dominate and control a woman; especially one as eager to please as Melinda.

Her bright red lacquered nails gripped her nipples and she tugged at them, stretching out her lush udders towards the camera before she again brought the spoon to the tender flesh of her swollen creamy tits. I took a sip of my soda and asked, “How does it feel slut?”

Her voice was raw with lust as she whimpered, “Oh Sir it hurts so good, may I continue, please?”

I nodded replying, “Lift your tits by the nipples using your fingernails when you target the undersides, wench!”

Looking up into the cam she licked her lips and inquired, “Are you sure you’ve never been a Dom? You sure are getting into this fast.”

I chuckled and retorted, “I guess it’s just natural for a man to want to control a beautiful sexy woman like you.”

She nodded and blushed, “I think we are going to get on splendidly, shall I continue Sir?”

Jack’s reference indicating he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me as I brought the spoon again to my milk swollen tits, most men thought I was too top heavy and my figure too curvy for their liking. The pain from the spoon was both delightful and yet only enhanced my need to be fucked, I so hoped that he wasn’t just using me, I really liked the way he made me feel and for the first time since I had lost Tom I felt an actual connection to a man.

The last two strokes to my moist nipples almost made me orgasm as Jack watched me shake and quiver before him. He waited until I had caught my breath then he firmly commanded, “Okay bitch, now I want to see you milk those big fat udders! Make the milk squirt from those nipples for me as you ride that dildo!”

His verbal command sent a shiver through me as I reached for the transparent cups and turned on the commercial grade milking pump. I eased the cups over my hurting, throbbing dark nipples and my mouth dropped open in a silent cry of anguish as the powerful suction clamped them down against my udders.

I removed my hands so Jack could view my areoles as they were drawn into the cups by the powerful machine. I could feel my life giving nectar flowing through my ducts and through my nipples as I rocked my hips lewdly on the buzzing shaft in my cunt. My poor brain was in a fog of sexual bliss as I let my hand find my clit and I gently stroked it as I begged, “Oh please Good sir may this whore cum, please?”

I faintly heard Jack’s voice grant me permission and seconds later I squealed in total bliss as my first orgasm coursed through my womanly form. Everything from that point on was a blur of sexual pleasure and warmth as I felt the milk flowing from my nipples and through the tubes into the container. I held my tits out to the camera as I rode the dildo shamelessly as Jack called me a slut and a cock hungry whore.

His words were quite true and I had no regrets knowing I was being a total wanton slut, but I was also having the best orgasms I had experienced in months with him. I found myself aching to know what it would be like to actually be with him and have him in total control of my body.

I watched the blue/white fluid flow down the tubes into the catch container from Melinda’s swollen udders and licked my lips wanting to taste the sweet essence of her breasts. They juddered on her chest as she shamelessly rode that thick black dildo and the glazed look in her eyes told me she was in total bliss. Her hands squeezed her creamy cantaloupes as she groaned and whimpered, “Oh thank you sir, this wench is so grateful. How may I ever repay your kindness?”

I smiled as I pondered her question and came up with an idea; it was going to be interesting to see just how eager she was to go the distance. I waited as she regained her composure and asked, “Are you about empty now?”

She leaned over and I gasped as the suction cups clung to her nipples, my god I would so love to fuck her like that. She grinned at the camera and insisted, “My husband took me like this all the time. It is so great having a hard cock in you while you’re being milked.

                                               

The flow has slowed a bit but I’m not quite empty just yet. I can turn up the suction a bit if you like sir. It hurts a bit but I can handle it.”

“Yes, do it wench, I like to see you squirm a bit.”I insisted. Melinda blushed and complied, watching her swallow hard as the motor’s pitch changed and she gasped, “Aw shit!”

Thinking back I don’t know why I told Jack that I could turn up the suction but now I realize that I was wondering if he could grasp the fact I needed the added pain to produce more milk. However his command sent a shiver through me and I sat there holding out my almost empty udders to him seeing the glint of lust and desire in his eyes as he viewed my naked body. I rose up on my knees and let the glistening dildo slide from my lower passage and lifting it to my lips started licking my own juices from it as I smiled and insisted, “I wish this was you Sir, I so enjoy sucking a hard cock.”

I looked up and let the dildo drop to the floor as I saw the blank, dark screen, Jack was gone!   I made a frantic grab for the phone thinking something had happened to his computer only to hear a dial tone. SHIT!

    *                                *                        *

I was unlocking the front door to my lingerie shop the next morning when I heard the phone ringing. Dropping my bag on the counter I plucked up the phone and answered it to hear a slightly familiar male voice insist, “Hey are you angry with me for last night?”

My mouth dropped open in total bewilderment and surprise as I demanded, “Jack, what on earth, how did you get this number? I tried to call you back but the call wouldn’t go through.”I insisted anxiously.

His voice was filled with suppressed aggravation as he explained, “I called you on my cell and my PC is hooked up to DSL at the local tower too. Someone was working on the tower and messed it up, so I’m calling you from my office land line. They are supposed to have the tower fixed later this morning, so they say. I’m sorry Melinda, things were just getting interesting.”

I giggled and glanced about making sure someone hadn’t come in before replying, “Yes indeed it was. I bottled up the milk for you and was thinking about freezing it and sending it to you; if you like.”

“No. When I drink your milk it will be directly from your udders cow.”He declared firmly.

I gasped, “Jack, what are you saying?”

“I know this is pushing things a bit but if you can get away for a weekend,” He responded, “I think we have a good chance of getting on well. I think that will tell us if we have a future together, don’t you agree?”

I waited with bated breath as she pondered my suggestion and then I glanced at my watch as I heard the door of her shop chime, everything was right on schedule. I heard a female voice ask for her and she identified herself. I waited patiently then heard her gasp as she exclaimed, “Jack you sent me roses! Oh my God, how did you know my name or my address?”

I chuckled and replied, “Relax Angel, it was very easy. You gave me your first name and that you own a lingerie shop. I Goggled your name along with lingerie in Tulsa and BINGO!, By the way nice web site work, how many can there be in Tulsa?  Besides, I felt so badly about last night. It’s not proper to screw a lady and run.”

I heard the door chime as the delivery girl left as she giggled playfully and sighed, “Care for a rematch tonight?”

I chuckled and replied, “Oh we might chat and get to know each other a bit. The big question here is do you trust me?”

She was silent for several moments then replied, “I’d like to Jack. You have no idea how much.”

“Okay, grab a pen and write this down.” I heard her move things around then gave her my full name and address before insisting, “Look me up, I want you to feel safe and know I’m being straight with you. If you want to meet I’ll set it all up for us. Enjoy the roses Melinda; I’ll call you tonight.”

The rest of the day seemed like a few brief minutes as I waited on customers and accepted an order from a supplier. By the time I returned home my lush breasts were aching with need to be pumped out and I hurried into my bedroom hoping that Jack would be on line. I sent him a message and slipped on my headset hoping he would be there.

His response was almost instantaneous and in a few moments he was watching me as I undressed down to a mere garter-belt, stockings, and heels. His voice was filled with appreciation as he groaned, “Oh you shameless whore, teasing a poor man like this. I’m keeping score you know!”

I knelt before the cam and looking into his deep blue eyes insisted, “Keeping score, what do you mean?”

“I mean I’m keeping tabs on how you drive me crazy so I can properly discipline you when we get together in about four days.”He insisted eagerly.

I gazed at his smiling image on the screen and gasped, “In four days, this weekend; where?” The thought of refusing him hadn’t even entered my mind. He winked at me telling me he had reserved us the embassy suite at the most lavish hotel in KC, for the entire weekend. I was stunned and awed at the rapid speed this relationship was progressing. He paused and inquired, “That is if you want to drive halfway to meet me in KC. on Friday afternoon.”

I waited as she looked at me in total shock then exclaimed, “Of course I will; what shall I bring with me?”

I chuckled and retorted, “Just one dress for going out and a lot of erotic lingerie, plus your pumps. I will give you instructions on what to wear for the trip to KC.”

Her soft giggle preceded her plea, “Sir this lusty wench’s udders are so full they hurt; may she pump them out for your pleasure?”

I viewed her delicious body and agreed on the condition that she kept the milk and drank it for me.  She made a face but agreed and I grinned at her as she turned on the pumps and brought the transparent plastic cylinders to her swollen leaking nipples. She held the cylinders in place till they had a firm grip then placing her laptop on the floor she knelt on all fours letting her generous udders sway under her as the pumps drained her sweet nectar.

The view was totally decadent as she shimmied her shoulders making her creamy breasts sway under her in full view of the camera as I heard her moan and declare, “Oh God you must promise to fuck me like a bitch in heat when you milk me this weekend. I need my ass beat so badly Sir, please?”

I laughed at her open eagerness to please and retorted, “You shameless whore, by rights I should make you crawl naked around the suite all next weekend. Have you no shame?”

Her eyes gleamed at me in the camera as she smiled back and shook her head, “None Sir, I am a total whore and I obey my Sirs commands.”

Thank God I only had four more days of this to endure, my god she was going to pay for this!

                                                            Meeting Day

I had placed Melinda’s cell phone number in mine set to speed dial 7 and she had mine on hers as well before I left my place that Friday morning. I had three bags packed, one had clothes, the second had my new collection of B&D toys I had purchased on line over the past week and the third clothing bag held a very special dress for Melinda to wear for me.

I had found it in a website that sold clothes for women to wear for parties and clubbing, it was so naughty and daring  that I knew she would probably refuse to wear it in public. Not that I cared so much, just having her model it for me would get my crank going. I made sure everything was locked down, loaded the luggage in my Solstice and I hit the road.

The sultry brunette reflected in the mirror smiled coyly and twisted her body at the waist as I took note of how much cleavage my silver gray silk blouse revealed. It was considerable but I had to admit it showed less than my bikini halter I usually wore sunbathing. However the black satin and lace cincher under it was designed to lift and enhance my lush E’s leaving my nipples exposed to poke against the fabric of the blouse.

Under my short leather mini skirt I wore only stockings held up by the straps from the cincher and my new silver five inch heels. I felt totally decadent as I looked at the single large wheeled bag that contained my pumps, toys, and lingerie plus a little black dress that would have Jack drooling in no time flat.

I had called the hotel on a whim making sure Jack had actually made the reservations and breathed a sigh of relief assured that he had, however it didn’t stop the butterflies from flying around in my stomach as I loaded my little MR2 Spyder and closed the shop door behind me at noon. Ten minutes later Tulsa was behind me and I was headed off for a wild weekend as Jack’s sexual submissive wondering what was going to happen when I arrived in Kansas City.

The last two days had been a whirlwind of exchanges between us. For some reason Jack had insisted I send him a detailed account of my ultimate sexual fantasy and I had sat down that Wednesday evening and processed out a five page encounter that I had to admit I had always fantasized about but never had the courage to tell anyone, not even my late husband.

Mainly because Tom had never liked the idea of allowing anyone outside our marriage to know about our lifestyle, but I had no qualms about it as long as they were discrete. I smiled to myself remembering how Jack had reacted when I had asked him if he had read it and he grinned asking me if I was really that submissive. I told him that as long as it was discreet and not obvious to others I had no problem submitting to him in public. His knowing grin had made my pulse race as I started wondering just what he had in mind for me when I arrived in KC.

I was just crossing the state border when I slid the cordless mic/earpiece in my ear and touching the call button on my phone mounted on the dash called Melinda’s phone. It rang twice and her voice came back filled with eagerness,” Hi Jack, where are you?”

I chuckled and told her then asked; ”How open minded are you to starting this weekend a bit early?” 

She laughed and quipped, “What do you have in mind Sir?”

I smiled hearing the anticipation in her voice as I asked, “Are you dressed as I requested?”

She giggled and replied, “Yes Sir, right down to the color of my shoes.”

I checked my mirror then changed lanes moving around a slower moving vehicle as I decreed, “Excellent wench, I want you to do something for me.”

She was silent for a few moments then she answered, “Of course Sir, what is it you require?”

“I want you to unbutton your blouse all the way down and draw the sides back just enough to show your entire cleavage. You will leave it that way unless you stop for fuel or have to exit your vehicle, understand?” I ordered firmly.

I could almost imagine her blushing over the phone as she sighed, “Yes Sir, I fueled my car before I left Tulsa and I have a cooler here loaded with snacks so I won’t have to stop along the way except to use the bathroom, unless you command me to.”

I smiled and listened as she continued; “I’m unbuttoning my blouse now Sir, it’s all undone as you ordered, the breeze coming through the window is pushing it back allowing a nice view of my breasts Sir. However my nipples and areoles are still covered, is that acceptable Sir?”

I grinned and asked, “Quite acceptable, how does that feel Slut?”

Her voice was husky with lust as she confessed, “Very naughty Sir, you do realize I’m driving a convertible Sir?”

I blinked my eyes in total shock as I demanded, “What? Is the top down?”

“Of course Sir, it’s a beautiful summer day.”She replied with a soft laugh.

I quickly decreed, “Melinda, roll up the side windows right now. I can’t risk having you stopped by a state trooper.” There was silence for several moments then she answered, “I rolled them up Sir, without the breeze the view is much more, discreet shall we say?”

I laughed and retorted;”Melinda I don’t believe you are so uninhibited. Things will be very interesting this weekend.”

She giggled and responded warmly, “I was the open one in my marriage Sir, Tom was the conservative part of our team. I was open to anything as long as it wasn’t blatantly obvious.”

I smiled and declared, “I’m going to hold you to that when we get to the hotel, remember that.”

She giggled and replied, “God I hope so. I am so horny I could fuck a coke bottle, with the cap still on!”

I laughed and told her to drive safely.

I called Jack just before taking the proper off ramp to the hotel and to my surprise he informed me that there was a message waiting for me at the front desk. I resecured the lower three pearl snaps on my blouse as directed and pulled into the entrance to the hotel where an eager young man came out to unload the front compartment of my Toyota.

I knew he was enjoying the view as he held open my door for me and I swung my stocking-clad legs out giving him a glimpse of my lush cleavage and stocking tops. I smiled at him and winked playfully as my pulse raced in anticipation of what the impending hours held with Jack. I was all too aware that this could either be a total disaster or the start of something very intense.

The physical chemistry was there and it was very high volume, but did Jack possess the ability to be the man I needed, the forceful commanding Dom that would give me the discipline I craved?

A second young man drove my car away and I followed the bell boy inside the plush lobby to the desk where a very pretty young woman greeted me with a warm smile welcoming me to the hotel. I smiled back and inquired, “Do you have a message for Melinda Graham?” The woman nodded and reaching behind her she picked up a pale blue envelope which she extended to me as she informed me, “The bell captain will show you to your suite when you’re ready Ms. Graham.”

I nodded and moving away from the desk I crossed the floor to a plush seat. Sitting down I broke the seal on the back and withdrew the single sheet of hand written script. I scanned the page and my breath caught in my throat as I read the instructions. I lowered the page and glanced about the busy lobby as my pulse raced and I blushed understanding now why Jack had insisted on my writing out my fantasy. He was making it happen, right here and right now! I again read the handwritten note and gathered my wits about me knowing that this was a test I had to pass in order for Jack to accept me as his.

I quickly memorized the pass phrase and the proper coded response before standing to my feet to move to the waiting elevator as a well knit young Afro-American man in a tailored suit trailed behind me pulling my single piece of luggage. There were two other people in the elevator on the trip up to the eighth floor where they exited and as soon as the doors closed behind them I looked over at the bell captain and spoke the pass phrase, “Are you hard up?”

He smiled back and replied, “Yes, show me the goods.” A shiver coursed through me having received the proper response and I nodded as the doors opened on the top floor where Jack’s suite was. I trailed behind him as he led the way to the double doors at the end of the corridor and slid the pass card through the scanner. I swallowed hard knowing what I had to do in just a few moments and I felt my pulse race hoping that Jack would think I was proving myself to him by my obedience.

The young man crossed the plush carpet through a room that was lavishly furnished into what I assumed was the master bedroom with my luggage and he returned to stand before me with a knowing smile on his face. I bit my lower lip and he gently reassured me, “Relax, Jack arranged it, I will be totally discreet.”

I stood behind the slightly open bedroom door and watched as Melinda spoke to the bell captain. I had taken the young man aside upon my arrival and discreetly asked him to assist me in my efforts to make this weekend one Melinda would never forget. He had no problem at all when I asked for his assistance and he assured me that he would be the sole of discursion.

I smiled as I watched her tug the ends of her silk blouse out of her leather miniskirt and then tug it open to drop the silver gray material on the nearest chair as the muscular bell captain ogled her lush ripe udders. His dark hands had a mind of their own as he hefted them in his hands as he declared, “Oh sweet mother of god, you are awesome lady. I have wanted to see these tits from the instant I saw you walk in the door.”

I heard Melinda giggle as she replied, “Why thank you kind sir. May I give you a blow job as a tip for your services?”

I grinned as the young man nodded and reached for his belt buckle, things were going right on schedule.

I gasped in unexpected delight as the young man’s strong, lean black fingers cupped my heavy ripe breasts in his hands. The contrast between our skins was such a turn on, I knew too that Jack was no doubt somewhere observing us and that only added to the pleasure I was getting from this encounter.

His name was Jeff and he was a college student that worked at the hotel part time. His eyes were filled with raw desire as he unbuttoned his slacks and slid down his dark blue boxers. I dropped to my stocking clad knees before him and smiled seeing the impressive curved ebony shaft that jutted from his groin. I had dreamed of sucking a thick black cock for so long and now Jack was making it happen.

I reached out and touched his solid seven inches of dark man meat and stroked it with my fingertips as he looked down at me and firmly ordered, “Suck my black cock you white whore!”

A shiver coursed through my body hearing his firm command and I meekly replied, “Yes Sir.” I wasted no time grasping his circumcised shaft and opening my mouth I swirled my tongue around the thick flared crown as he sighed, “Ohhhh yessssss!” He had a strong male taste and I shivered as I pursed my lips and pressed forward slipping my mouth down over his black fuck tool as he moaned and hissed, “Suck it bitch, drink down my cum!”

His verbal commands made my already wet pussy twitch as my nipples throbbed and I knew that soon they would start dripping and I wondered what he would think then. I wasted no time at all, this was my fantasy to suck off a total black stranger and secure knowing Jack was nearby I went to work to enjoy this to the fullest.

Jeff was enjoying himself immensely, I could tell by his thrusts into my face. The way his shaft pulsed in my mouth I knew that he wasn’t going to last long. My breasts were juddering on my chest as he thrust lustily into my eager mouth. Just the thought of sucking off a black stud made me so hot. I felt my milk letting down as he ravaged my face. He grunted loudly and seconds later he flooded my mouth with his hot salty load that I savored like a rare delicacy before swallowing it down. Jeff watched me lick him clean with a lusty grin and then without so much as a thank you he adjusted his clothing and left the room leaving me kneeling alone on the carpet.

 

I eased the bedroom door closed and after quickly scanning to make sure everything was ready I picked up my glass of wine and beat a hasty retreat out on the balcony that overlooked the downtown area. The next phase of my plan was about to begin.

I remained kneeling on the plush carpet for several long moments as my mind accepted the fact that I had actually sucked off a black stranger. On one hand I felt totally ashamed that I had acted so wantonly and yet on the other hand I had to admit that it was something I had craved for so very long. Jeff tasted different from my husband and I wasn’t sure if it was because he was black or if each man tasted different; I would taste Jack and find out soon enough.

I managed to get to my feet and picking up my blouse from the floor I looked about the plush suite. I blinked my eyes in total awe seeing the plush décor and all the amenities that it held. The fireplace, the wet bar, the huge big screen TV, the plush leather furniture; the entire room reeked of class and elegance and I had to admit I was impressed with Jack’s tastes.

I visually swept the room again and then my eyes locked on the blue envelope that was taped to the large mirror on the east wall. I smiled coyly and strode across the room to find out what was next. My fingers actually were trembling with eager anticipation as I peeled the envelope from the glass and I paused to view my reflection in it and blushed seeing the open wantonness in my eyes.

I quickly looked away feeling a stab of guilt as I realized that this was the first time since I had lost Tom that I was actually submitting to another man. I lifted the flap and removed the single piece of paper then unfolded it to read:

Dearest Melinda,

      I hope you enjoyed your opportunity to tip the bell-captain. He has assured me that he will be quite discreet and has offered to assist us later if we desire. The door to your left leads to the master bathroom and also accesses the master bedroom. On the counter in the bathroom you will find several items I wish you to put on after you remove your skirt and blouse. Then go into the master bedroom where you will find more instructions.

                                                                                Sir  J.

I smiled at the note and almost giggled like a school girl, Jack was proving to be a most unusual Dom. Not even Tom had been this innovative when it came to our role playing! I spun about and almost skipped into the bathroom turning on the light eager to see what awaited me.

I leaned against the heavy brick railing of the balcony and looked out over the city below as my mind went over the past week in retrospect. I was in my early thirties and up till now I had never considered settling down with one woman; mainly because my desire where a woman was concerned was both unique and still evolving in my mind. True enough I had dated several women and even had a couple of serious relationships but nothing on the level I was doing now.

Melinda was not at all the normal woman I got involved with and yet observing her on her knees sucking Jeff’s hard black cock had brought it home that I was missing out on a part of life that held unfathomable possibilities, for both of us. Not that I was ready to toss the big titted brunette over my shoulder and carry her off just yet, but her openness and eagerness to please me as a man sure made it tempting.

I had planned out this weekend very carefully along with enough flexibility in it that we could easily change our plans if needs be. My fingers ached with raw need as I anticipated holding her lush creamy udders in my hands and drinking her warm, sweet nectar of life from her dark thick nipples.

I wasn’t into the adult infant scene per say, I just relished in the taste and the texture of a woman’s breasts. They were a most unique work of art, one that should be enjoyed and given pleasure as well as pain from my subs point of view. I felt my cock pulsed in my snug slacks as I knew that Melinda would be on her knees before me in minutes eager to suck it for me.

I slid the fur lined slave collar around my neck positioning the large D ring in the front as I looked at my reflected image in the large mirror. I swallowed hard knowing that beyond the door to the master bedroom I was committed to spend the next forty-eight hours plus with a man I had met only a short week ago. Yet for some reason I could not for the life of me explain I knew that in spite of the risks involved, I had to do it. I had to find out if Jack was the man that could push me beyond my limits and in doing so prove his need and desire for me.

My poor pussy was pulsing and aching with need, my milk swollen breasts now capped with the small silver metal clothespins I had found laying on the counter were all but bursting with my sweet nectar. I had no shame or inhibitions left, I craved Jack’s possession and I would give him everything I had, if he asked or even suggested it.

I made one last quick check of my makeup and exhaling loudly I grasped the doorknob accessing the bedroom. Ignoring the discomfort that accompanied every step I took from the clothespins I stepped into a world that almost took my breath away, for all the décor and the large windows that overlooked the city skyline the one thing that caught my eye was the bed.

It was a massive black metal monstrosity with four round cylinders that ran clear to the ceiling. Each cylinder was located at the corner with silver rings mounted about three feet apart up each one, the bed was a Doms dream and made my aching pussy twitch. The possibilities I could envision were almost endless and I realized that Jack had indeed done his homework so to speak. My eyes found the blue envelope on the mattress and I strode across the plush gray and black swirled carpet to pluck it up in my hand. The mid afternoon sun flooded the room making it easy to decipher the hand written message it bore.

My wanton Wench,

   If you have managed to get to this point then you have but one last task to accomplish.  There are knee pads on the floor by the sliding glass door, slip them on and crawl out to me on the balcony. There I wait to drain your lush udders dry in the bright summer sun. Hurry my sweet slut, I miss you. Sir J.

I bit my lip and blushed, oh god he wanted me outside in broad daylight in downtown Kansas City! I reached out and bracing my hand against the cool black metal pillar of the bed willed my racing pulse to slow. I risked a quick look outside and breathed a sigh of relief noting that there were no structures as tall as this one close by. I knew that Jack would never openly expose me to the risk of being caught but-it all came down to one thing, trust!

I looked at the closed sliding glass door and saw the two black pads waiting me. Tossing the paper on the nightstand I moved to the door and squatting down I slid the pads in place. I had come too far to stop now!

I heard the door slide open and seconds later Melinda crawled out into the afternoon sunshine. Her dark brown hair, streaked with gold gleamed in the warm sunlight as she closed the door behind her and turned towards me. My pulse skipped a beat as I took in her lush beauty, this woman was even more impressive in the flesh and I realized just how damn lucky I was finding her as she crawled across the carpet to kneel before me.

The instant she sat up I dropped to one knee before her and taking her face in my hands I kissed her long and deep. She moaned loudly against my mouth as she surrendered her mouth to my assault, her lips parted admitting my tongue as she groaned unashamedly in my grasp.

I eased back for a moment and she groaned, “Oh Jack thank you, you have no idea how special you have made me feel.”

My lips found hers again in a kiss that only enhanced my need for her as she gasped, “Oh God the clamps hurt so damn good Jack, yes!” I eased back and she smiled weakly as she met my gaze and begged, “Oh please Sir, suck my milk swollen udders!” I nodded and standing to my feet I moved to the cushioned chaste lounger a few feet away. Once seated on it I crooked a finger at her and she crawled across the carpet then climbed up astride my lap facing me.

She blushed as I tenderly hefted her generous creamy udders in my strong lean fingers and I squeezed them slowly yet with a firmness that made her shiver as she franticly looked about discovering that we were indeed in relative privacy. Her hands came to rest on my broad shoulders as she met my gaze. Her voice husky with raw lust and fervor hissed, “I have waited all week long for this moment sir, please for the love of god take me!”

I smiled up at her and saw the raw need and total submission in her eyes, she was totally mine; she was holding nothing back whatsoever. Something inside me opened up and I shook my head as I answered, “Oh no wench, you must earn your pleasure, remember?”

Her head lowered in submission, she nodded as she meekly replied, “Of course Sir, please forgive my unwarranted outburst. I must be punished for forgetting my proper place. I await your pleasure Sir.”

I cupped her right breast in my hand and flicked the tip of the silver aluminum clothespin with the index finger of my other hand. Melinda’s head dropped back as her grip on my shoulders increased and a soft cry of anguish escaped her lips, “AWWWWW GAWWWWWD!” I smiled at her response and plucked the silver device from her dark flesh only to place my eager lips over her now available nipple.

I swirled my tongue around the rubbery engorged flesh and felt her tremble on my lap as she groaned, “Oh you sadistic bastard, you’re driving me insane!” I kept my laughter in check as I tasted a few drops of her liquid of life and then as I suckled her deeper into my mouth the milk seemed to gush from her glands.  I savored the sweet delectable taste of her essence. She panted and moaned without shame as I bit down tugging at her dark nugget then suckling her again, harder this time.

I was totally dumbfounded, how and why I was responding this way was beyond me. Tom had never brought this side of my personality out like this in all the time we were together. Jack was by no means being gentle, he was like a man possessed as he ravaged my breast. His hands were tormenting my other love jug flicking and twisting the clothespin sending jolts of intense pain straight to my pussy but it only added to the raw need I felt to be filled with a hard cock.

I focused my eyes on his mouth attached like a leach to my left nipple and I leaned back making my breast stretch out from my chest as the life sustaining nectar flowed into his mouth. I panted and moaned lustily my hips jerking atop the very impressive bulge in his slacks as he drank his fill of my liquid offering.

I had no explanation for my total lack of inhibition, all I knew was that Jack brought something out in me that both shocked and bewildered me. I felt like an addict desperately needing a fix and I was willing to do whatever it took to achieve it.

Jack let my nipple slip from his mouth as he laid his head back on the cushion and declared, “Oh damn lady you are sweet! You taste incredible; if you want to ride my cock go for it!”

His words were music to my ears and in mere seconds I had his shirt free and his belt undone. He lifted his hips and I slid his slacks and boxers down with one swift motion to seek out his man root. My slender fingers sought him out and I stared into his eyes as I gasped, “HOLY SHIT!” I tried again to encircle his shaft with my small hand and realized it was not possible. I licked my lips and meeting his smiling gaze he asked, “Disappointed wench?”

I used both hands this time reaching down to stroke him and my eyes went wide in shock and awe. Easing back a little I looked down needing to confirm what I was touching as real, I shivered and looked back up and swore, “Damn Jack you are hung! You’re going to ruin me!”

He chuckled and commanded, “Impale your cunt on that, you shameless whore! Show me how well you handle a real man!”

I held his thick ivory staff in my hand and eased forward positioning myself over him before ever so slowly easing down feeling the flared crown engage between my outer labia. I slowed my breathing forcing my body to relax as I felt the pressure increase and his thick scepter invaded my body. I moaned in delight as he hefted my other breast and removing the clothespin he let his tongue tease my crushed flesh. The rush of my milk to my nipple blended deliciously with the expansion of my lower passage to accept Jacks massive tool and I whimpered, “Oh please, let me cum, please?”

His permission was all I needed and in seconds my soft cry of release and delight filled the air. I was unprepared for what Jack did next. His mouth still attached to my nipple he grasped my slender waist and pulled me down hard on his rock hard shaft filling me more than I had thought possible. My cry of anguish mixed with delight as another orgasm tore through me like a runaway freight train.

I tried desperately to focus on everything at once but it was all too much and I was lost in a fog of sexual delight that left me totally helpless under Jack’s control. My inner muscles grasped his thickness as he lifted my body upwards and let it drop again on his shaft as a squeal of delight erupted from my lips. I suddenly realized that I was totally under his spell and at some point in the last two minutes he had taken control. His cock was like that of a raging bull and I was his cow unable to do much more than stand still for his breeding.

I shuddered and bounced on his lap, my breasts juddering in the half cups of the cincher as Jack took his fill of my warm nectar. The orgasms were coming almost nonstop now and I was almost out of my head with delight as I felt the hard shaft in my pussy actually swell up even larger. Jack’s teeth bit down on my tender nipple and my scream of delight blended with his groan of total bliss as I felt his thickness pulse in my bald passage. I swear I could feel his hot scalding jism blast into my cunt as I collapsed against him totally spent and exhausted.

I lifted my head from Melinda’s soft bare shoulder and peered down into her face. In sleep she looked like a sixteen year old teenager and the expression of total bliss brought a smile to my face. I eased her almost limp form closer and she roused lifting her head up to meet my gaze as she blushed and sighed, “Oh my god, you must think I’m a total cock hungry whore.”

I caressed her shoulders and retorted, “As long as you’re my cock hungry whore I have no objections at all.”

She giggled softly and cast me a coy look as she reached down between us to where our bodies were still joined and she touched me as she whispered, ”You do realize that most women would kill to have that in their cunt. I can’t even imagine what it’s going to feel in my ass.”

I smiled at her and insisted, “You’ll find out in due time. Just remember you have to earn it and you do that by teaching me what you need in the way of discipline. I want to be a good proper Dom for you Melinda.”

She nodded in comprehension and slowly eased herself off me to drop to her knees beside the lounger as she replied, “I will tell you everything you want to know and even make a few suggestions to try new things with you if you like Sir.”

“Good,” I replied, “Now crawl your sweet ass back inside before you get sunburned and make me a drink. All this sex has made me thirsty”

                                                             

                                                       Weekend Training

Jack might not have much background in being a Dom but he certainly had a vivid imagination and a romantic soul. In a matter of minutes after we had met out on the balcony we were cuddled up on the plush couch, my head on his shoulder. He caressed my full ripe udders as he asked me a barrage of questions about various aspects of my life as a submissive.

To be honest I was impressed by his depth of insight and thoroughness of his questions. He asked about every aspect of the lifestyle from basic role playing to total 24/7 sex slave roles. I confessed that Tom and I had kept our D/s roles confined to weekends because of our jobs and the fact that we were so socially busy with other couples.

He asked me if I had ever considered expanding my role as a submissive to that of being a full time love slave and I paused to look at him in a mixture of surprise and curiosity as he shrugged his shoulders and insisted that if done properly no one would ever suspect it. I agreed it was possible as a shiver coursed through my body wondering just why he had asked me that.

He again proved himself as being insightful as he changed the subject and ordered me to model the lingerie I had brought with me. I was more than happy to oblige him swaying around him wearing my brightly colored wisps of satin and lace as he boldly caressed my body and explored me at will.

Those two hours all but drove me wild with need as Jack teased my body and made me feel so desirable. He fingered my hairless pussy and had me play with my tits for him as he sipped a cold drink then when I begged for a drink he had me pour a brandy snifter half full of cognac and then ordering me to kneel before him he dipped his hard cock in the brandy and had me lick it off. I had never felt so decadent in my life and yet I found that I wanted him do even more to me.

Melinda was proving to be a most adept teacher, she explained to me her needs in detail as she modeled her lingerie and was totally open to the erotic whims I put forth in response. She was openly embarrassed when I had her suck the cognac from my cock but she complied never the less. I then undressed both of us and lead her across the room to the Jacuzzi where we eased into the bubbling water and relaxed for a bit before I sat on the edge of the tub and ordered her to suck my cock.

I allowed her the freedom to examine my male equipment at her leisure as she boldly informed me that I was going to totally spoil her before the weekend was over. I smiled and suggested, “Perhaps you’d like Jeffery to join us tomorrow on his lunch hour and we could double team you?”

Her eyes went wide in stunned awe as she paused and easing away from my glistening shaft she gasped, “You would actually let him do that?”

I reached down and caressed her dark hair as I reassured her, “Only if you want to, I know he would love to play with your big tits and have you suck him off again.”

She stroked my shaft with her hands as she looked away then back to whisper, “Would it be possible I could be put in bondage and he could spank my ass before you fuck me?”

I smiled and replied, “I’ll have to think about that, he would have to know that you were willing to be spanked you know and how hard to spank you.”

She nodded and licked around the dark red crown of my shaft as she nodded then replied, “You could show him and I could use the color code to tell him the limits.”

I nodded and placing my hand on the back of her head I pushed her mouth down around my throbbing shaft and snarled, “Suck me you whore, drink down my jism.” She giggled around my shaft and went to work with eagerness.

I closed my eyes and let my mind return to those minutes when I had first stepped into this suite. Kneeling before Jeff and submitting to a black man had been the most unusual thing I had ever done and now my Dom was asking me to allow him to interact with me again. I found myself both eager and yet anxious at the same time. On one hand Jack was allowing me to experience things that Tom would never have allowed and yet I sensed that Jack wanted something more from me as well and I had to figure out just what that was. I bounced my face on his thick delicious cock and hollowed my cheeks applying firm yet gentle suction to his shaft as he groaned and shuddered under my skilled touch.

                                                

I felt his cock pulse and seconds later his hot tart load erupted in my mouth as I swallowed it down eagerly discovering that he tasted differently as well. I kept my efforts going until his last drops trickled down my throat then I licked him clean as it suddenly dawned on me what he was wanting. I eased off his shaft and sitting back in the bubbling water I looked up at him and smiled as I informed him, “Sir, I need to tell you something, may we take a time out for a few minutes?”

He nodded and slid back into the water to gather me close and I slid my arm about his neck before I spoke, “Jack, this isn’t just a weekend encounter for me. I’m not here just for the wild sex and the B&D. I’m looking for something more and if you’re not serious about us then I need to know that by the end of the weekend.”

I looked up at the ceiling and smiled as the weight lifted off my shoulders. I reached down and spreading my fingers wide I cupped her right breast in my palm as I looked down at her and met her intense gaze. I squeezed her udder firmly and informed her, “Melinda I should have been a bit more specific I guess in my advertisement. But at the time I wasn’t even sure there was any woman out there that could meet my criteria. When I met you and you sent me the pictures I was so blown away that it never dawned on me to share my long range plans and for that I must apologize.

Let me be clear alright? I know that you come from a mutually exclusive marriage where your husband was both Dom and lover. That’s cool and I can understand that, however now you have needs that go beyond those boundaries, correct?”

She nodded her eyes filled with uncertainty as I continued, “Well if I became your Dom then things have to change. I can’t see doing this weekend thing, it’s too expensive and time consuming for both of us, right?” She again nodded and I declared, “So if this weekend goes like I think it will we have to sit down and come up with a plan. Now I can as your Dom order you to sell your business and move up to live with me and you could open a new store in the metroplex. But that’s in the future, are you really ready to do that?”

She looked up at me and smiled, “If I find the man that can give me what I need, yes. However there is one inflexible rule I have for my Dom.”

“And that is?”I asked in curiosity.

“I will submit to servicing any man or woman you command me to but my asshole is your exclusive domain. No one but you may have it, agreed?” she insisted soberly. I nodded and smiled as I replied, “Damn woman, I want to fuck you again.”

I smiled even more when she rose and bending over the edge of the tub looked back at me and begged, “Oh please Sir, fuck this shameless whore, I need your hard cock in me!”

I gasped and quivered as Jack’s strong lean hands found my swaying udders and grasping them firmly he held me in place as he drove his thick man tool into my snug passage. I groaned loudly as I felt the thick flared tip of his shaft graze the entrance of my womb and I begged,” Please kind Sir, fuck your slut. Make her cry out in pleasure as you fill her with your hot jism.”

I yelped as Jack’s hand came down on my pert bubble butt with a solid “SMACK!” as he decreed, “You wanton whore! How dare you seek your own pleasure! For that you are not allowed an orgasm until after I cum in your worthless fuck hole!”

I laid my head on the plush carpet and pleaded, “Oh please forgive me kind Sir. I am so overwhelmed by your massive cock that I forgot my place as your fuck toy.” His hand again landed on my pert backside and I sobbed, “Oh please show mercy Sir, forgive me!”

I bit my lower lip relishing in the heat that radiated across my ass as my inner muscles rippled the length of his long hard shaft. Oh god he felt so damn good in my tight pussy, I knew that unless something major happened I was totally hooked on his cock and I would do whatever it took to make it my exclusive property.

He spanked me soundly as he rammed his hard cock into my tightness. I begged for mercy knowing he would show me none until he unloaded his tight balls into my hairless passage. I balled my fists, my lacquered nails digging into my palms fighting the urge to touch my throbbing clit, oh god I wanted to cum so desperately and yet I knew to disobey would only prove to Jack that I had no control or self discipline at all.  

I smiled down at her kneeling form watching her small hands fisted tightly as she struggled for control over her raw need and desire to hurtle over the edge into her impending orgasm. A thrill of power coursed through me as I discovered I really liked controlling Melinda. She was both sexy and feminine with a dash of naughtiness that made her both fun and exotic. I rammed into her harder as she moaned and whimpered begging me to forgive her lack of submission.

My fingers cruelly dug into her full ripe tits, her creamy flesh oozing between them as I savagely raped her cock hungry pussy. She rocked back meeting my every stroke as she whimpered, “Oh, oh, oh, please Master let your slave cum, Please!”  Her addressing me as Master was what did it; she had debased herself to the role of my sex slave and her admission as being my slave whether intentional or not sent me over the edge. I thrust balls deep into her shaved cunt and groaned, “Come slave, come for your master!”

I quivered under Jack’s assault my arms almost too weak to hold me up as I shed my last vestiges of civility and pleaded as a slave for him to let me come. When I let the words pass my mouth I felt something inside me open up and a flood of raw untapped emotion cascaded from my very soul out into the open as I made a shocking discovery.

Mere submission was no longer enough, I craved Jack’s total control, I wanted to give him everything I had or possessed, even beyond my body. His commanding voice filled with such total authority swept over me like a tidal wave and I felt my body instantly respond as my orgasm struck me with the same intensity. I screamed and bucked wildly against him my head tossing wildly as I rode his thick fuck tool with total abandon not caring how I appeared or looked as I cried out in delight, “Thank you Master J, oh thank You Master!”

I ground my hips back against him as his hands twisted my sore aching udders in his hands. I could feel his cock pulsing deep in my tight sheath as I meekly milked every drop from him I could. He stepped back and without any hesitation I turned and dropping to my knees before him I grasped his glistening shaft in my hand and brought it to my mouth. I raised my gaze to his and found him staring at me in total awe and disbelief as I licked away the last residue of our coupling. I remained in place his semi hard shaft in my mouth as he informed me, “I need to go use the bathroom wench.”

I ever so slightly tightened my lips around his cock and shook my head gently as I cupped his buttocks and held him in place. His eyes flared wide as he asked, “Melinda are you saying-“ I nodded and  he insisted, “Are you sure?”

Again I nodded and he smiled as he insisted, “Very well, but I’ve never done this before, so-“

I nodded and easing away I said, “Give me a little at a time, I’ll nod when I’m ready, okay?”

I slipped his thick man meat back in my mouth and tightened my lips around the back edge of his crown then nodded.

I took a slow calming breath and willed my body to relax watching Melinda’s face. She took her hand and lightly caressed my stomach as she moaned in anticipation of my offering and then I let it go for about three seconds then stopped.  She looked up at me and winked then swallowed her tongue swirled around the crown of my cock and she again nodded. It took a few times to get it right but by the time she had taken all my hot piss she was smiling at her accomplishment.

She smiled up at me and winked as she informed me, “I’ve always wanted to try that, but Tom was too inhibited to even try it. Thank you Master J.”

I looked at her and sitting back down in the bubbling water I insisted, “Why did you call me Master?”

She bowed her head and answered, “Because I discovered a few minutes ago that I am a slave at heart. I have met my true master in you and I will serve you as long as you desire me.”

I reached out and cupping her face in my hands I raised her eyes to meet mine finding tears in them as she confessed,” Tom never understood that part of me and perhaps I was too young to understand it as well. He was my husband and his love for me was a road block that I couldn’t get past. I tried so hard to tell him but he refused to listen. Please Master J please except me as your slave. I will only ask that you keep my asshole your exclusive property as my symbol of total obedience to you.”

Her plea sent a rush through me that nothing had ever even come close to. I needed time to think and without a word I spun about and climbed from the tub grabbing a towel as I left.

I dried off and wrapping the towel about my lean waist I glanced back through the open door to the Jacuzzi and found Melinda still kneeling in the tub her head bowed. I called to her, “Get out and dry off, then come in here. We must talk.”

Her soft, “Yes Master J.” again sent a jolt through me as I sat down on the couch and glanced at the wall clock. Six freaking hours and already things were going to hell, what a mess! I watched as Melinda dried off then dropped to her hands and knees and crawled out to kneel before me her thick dark hair falling around her soft, creamy shoulders as she waited silently before me. I took a slow calming breath knowing all too well that she had not planned this but the impact of her declaration changed the parameters of the entire weekend.

I fought back the tears as I accepted the fact that my brazen declaration had no doubt ruined the entire weekend ahead. Jack would no doubt send me packing and I would never see or hear from him again. Me and my big mouth, give me a nine or ten inch cock and I went totally brain dead! How stupid could I be anyway!

I placed my hands behind my head thrusting out my generous udders and whispered, “May this slave speak Master?”

“Not as a slave; no, but if you want to sit up here on my lap as Melinda and explain how you feel yes, you may.” He decreed. I nodded and standing  I eased my naked body into his lap and to my surprise he eased my head to his bare shoulder and he drew me into his arms cradling me close as he hissed, “Melinda Graham, you shocked the hell out of me in there. Here I am just getting comfortable with being your Dom and you up and ask me to make you my sex slave?

I have no idea what that entails or even what that means. Oh sure you would live with me and have lots of hot sex and bondage but there has to be more than that to it, right?”

I blushed and nodded as I enlightened him, “A master is responsible for the care and well being of his slave. She exists to please him in any way he desires and yet he must protect and care for her as his most prized possession. She must have a “safe” word that she can use if the discipline becomes too intense or she feels she’s in danger. Her master must not allow her to be abused by other Masters unless she is being disciplined for disobedience. She must feel safe and protected by him at all times and know he will never let her be placed at risk.”

I listened and had to admit that the details she gave me were mostly common sense, but deep inside I knew there had to be an emotional connection there and as much as I enjoyed controlling Melinda, she still had a lot to teach me and prove herself to be what I needed too. I sat in silence as I pondered her declaration then to my surprise she lifted her head from my shoulder and smiling at me she suggested, “Perhaps if you viewed the DVD I brought with me you will understand better. May I fetch it for you Master?”

I nodded and Melinda scrambled from my lap to all but sprint to the bedroom closet where her bag was. I smiled seeing her lush full breasts bounce on her chest as she moved back to insert the DVD into the player on the wall under the flat screen TV. She noticed my eyes and actually blushed as she bent over to pick up the remote and hand it to me before easing her lush form on my lap. I looked up at her and demanded, “What’s on this DVD?”

She met my gaze and informed me,” It’s an interview with a female sex slave and her Master. There is lots of bondage and sex in it but you need to listen to the first few minutes where the slave is asked about why she needs to be a slave, she says what I feel so much better than I can. I have felt this way for several months now but to be quite honest about it I just never had the courage to say so till now with you. From the moment we met on line that first time and you took control I knew that you were special and then today it all came together for me.

I know that this is all new to you and it can be quite intimidating being responsible for another human being. However, Jack I feel so safe and yet so free with you; Tom loved me and cared for me too but I never felt the raw passion and open wantonness I feel with you.” She smiled at me and taking my hand she brought it to her lush, ripe breast as she whispered, “I know that once you discover how much pleasure we both get from disciplining my body you will want to do it more and I really need that from you. Having Jeff use me is awesome but I need to feel helpless so I can focus on being the totally sexual creature I truly am.”

I nodded in understanding as I allowed my mind to grasp her soft earnest declaration, she was being so completely open with me; more than any other woman ever had and it sparked a response deep inside me that showed me just how special she really was. I knew even then that I couldn’t allow her to slip away from me; I had to make her mine. I had to mark her as my property in some way or form.

I leaned against Jack’s broad bare chest as we watched the interview, his strong lean fingers toying with my thick dark nipples. We watched the black leather garbed Dom place the big busted blond in bondage as the narrator interviewed them. The naked woman boldly declared her need to feel safe and cherished by one man and in doing so she rewarded that protection by surrendering everything to him and allowing him to use her as he saw fit.

                                                              

I felt Jack’s shaft start to swell up under my pert backside as the man wrapped coils of ordinary clothesline rope around the blonde’s fat tits making them stand out obscenely from her chest before picking up a flogger and trailing it across her jutting udders. The woman begged her master to show mercy and the man only smiled and drawing back the flogger let it lightly swat her left breast.

The slave moaned as the off screen interviewer asked her why she begged knowing she would be punished anyway. The woman smiled and responded, “Because I know that my Master enjoys hearing me beg and plead for mercy, the more I beg the more excited he gets and that adds to the intensity of the sex. He has taken me many times in bondage but it’s not actually rape since we both enjoy my bondage, even though I beg him to spare me.”

The flogger came down on target and the woman’s right breast bounced under the impact of the stroke as she squealed in discomfort and struggled in vain to escape her bonds as she moaned, “Nooooo please Master show mercy!” The flogger again landed on her bound breasts and she again pleaded for him to let her go.

I smiled as I felt Jack turn my body so I could see the TV as he lifted my hips up positioning his hard shaft under my cunt. I reached down guiding his thick hardness into my bald snatch and seconds later I gasped as he lanced deep into my passage. I moaned low as he spread me wide filling me with ease. I placed my hands on my knees as his hands cupped my lush breasts and gripping them firmly he rocked his hips upwards.

I groaned and sighed, “Oh Master J take my worthless cunt, fill it for your pleasure. Please hurt my big fat udders, please?” I watched as Jack reached over to the satin bag I had my toys in and with drew a pair of adjustable C type nipple clamps from the bag. I hefted my generous udder in my hands holding them out for him as he slid the first clamp over my swollen thick nipple.

I watched as his skilled fingers turned down the adjuster tightening the two sides. I felt the pressure almost instantly and it grew with each turn of the knob. I bit my lip knowing that Jack would stop if I told him to, however I wanted to see if he could read my body language and figure out that fine line between discomfort and out right pain.

I tightened the knob slowly watching my slave’s face as she closed her eyes and remained motionless impaled on my thick man meat. I paused and tugged on the chain that was connected to the two clamps and her mouth opened in a silent gasp that brought a smile to my face. I slid the second clamp in place over her left nipple and slowly turned it down the same number of turns as the first one before again tugging on the chain.

She moaned loudly as I glanced up to see the blond on the screen take a full force blow to her right udder as light pink lines appeared on her trapped flesh. The woman squealed loudly as she nodded and begged. “Oh yes Master, flog my big tits, please!”

I smiled and lifting the chain in my fingers I lifted Melinda’s breasts upwards bringing the chain to her mouth. She turned her head and looked at me with questioning eyes as I insisted, “Hold this in your mouth wench, it’s time you showed me how badly you need your nipples disciplined.”

There was surprise in her eyes as she meekly opened her mouth and accepted the chain biting down to hold it making her lush breasts judder on her chest. I then grasped her waist and lifting her up I rocked my hips upwards thrusting deep into her.

I groaned around the chain as I felt Jack’s thick shaft thrust deeper into my passage, the weight of my breasts combined with the actions of his hips made my udders tug at the clamps sending jolts of anguish through my torso. I forced my hands to remain on my knees as I felt his thick man root ease back then ram into me again as he filled me to capacity. I moaned in a mixture of delight and anguish as for the first time he actually disciplined my body.

My eyes focused on the screen before me as I saw the way the bound woman’s breasts were being mercilessly flogged by her master as the man informed the interviewer that his slut needed the pain to achieve the intense orgasms she craved. I nodded in agreement and in doing so I tugged on the chain sending even more intense anguish to my aching nipples.

I felt Jacks hand ease between my spread thighs and seconds later his fingers found my swollen throbbing clit. I squealed as he teased it as it protruded between my pouting swollen labia stretched wide by his hard shaft. His voice low and intense growled, “You want to cum slut?” I nodded franticly and he chuckled as he retorted, “Then pull on those clamped nipples and do it, you shameless whore!”

I moved my legs under me and squatting on his thick man meat I started to ride him as I tugged on the chain as ordered. I shivered and sobbed in anguish as my poor aching nipples burned and hurt, yet I knew I had to prove to him that I wanted to obey and serve him. I placed my hands flat on the cushions and rode him with total abandon. My ass quivering as I felt his strong hands lifting my tits then let them drop making them stretch out by my nipples as the fire raged through my breasts.

I had never felt anything so intense in all my life and I screamed out my release around the chain as I bit down on it, my orgasm rocketing through me as my inner muscles tightened around his thick magnificent shaft. I felt his hand clamp down on my right shoulder and seconds later he pulled me down hard on his man root as I felt him explode in my tightness flooding my cunt with his hot jism.

I couldn’t hold out any longer and my mouth opened wide as my shrill cry filled the room. The thick jeweler’s chain dropped from my mouth tugging at my tortured nipples. I bucked on his shaft taking every drop of his offering into my body as he teased my clit mercilessly. I whimpered and pleaded, “Please Master show mercy, I-I-a-“ His strong arm encircled my waist drawing me back against his chest. My feet slid out from under me impaling me on his pulsing shaft.

I screamed in delight as he lanced deep into me, my ears rang and my vision blurred as I vaguely saw his finger hook under the chain and tug it out as a fresh wave of aguish ripped through my abused udders as a second orgasm hit me seemingly out of nowhere. I let my head fall back against his shoulder as my body collapsed in his grasp and everything went dark.  

I held Melinda’s limp form in my arms as I eased the silver clamps from her dark abused nipples. Her breathing gradually slowed as she floated in the afterglow of her twin orgasms, I had to admit that this widow was proving to be something else and I was now even more convinced that unless she totally turned tail and ran I was going to take this to a new level and soon.

Her tight pussy pulsed and twitched around my semi-hard shaft as she rested in my arms and I let her recline against my body. I gently rolled her nipples between my fingers and to my amazement I saw tiny drops of milk form at the tips. Seconds later milk was dripping from her nipples and I quickly reached over and grabbing the twin pumps from off the end table I turned it on to slide the transparent cups in place over her puffy areoles.

She moaned as I held them in place watching the milk start to flow from her dark nipples. Her mouth opened in a soft gasp as she whimpered, “Oh God, yes milk my tits, that feels so fucking good!” She arched her back thrusting her udders upwards as I held the cups in place over her jetting nipples as she used her inner muscles to massage my rapidly hardening cock.

I smiled as she opened her beautiful green eyes looking up into mine she slid her arm about my neck and whispered, “Mooooo!” I grinned at her as she wiggled delightfully on my cock and biting her lip she pleaded, “Oh God damn Jack please let me get on my knees so you can properly breed your cow, please? I need that hard cock in my tight ass, please?”

I knew that I had been waiting all afternoon for this moment and even though I knew it was going to stretch my limits, I knew I had to do it. Jack was far too special a man to withhold anything from, besides I had to know if I could handle his magnificent shaft up my ass since I wanted him to be my master, if he would have me. Even as I rose off his glistening man meat I held the cups in place relishing in the powerful yet erotic suction they provided. I turned and kneeling on the couch I placed my hands on the top of the back and spread my knees wide giving him total access to my tight ass.

I sensed him move behind me and then I yelped in surprise as he brought his hard thick tool to my gapping pussy and shoved it in me hard and deep. His hands reached under me pressing the cups to my breasts as he thrust harder and I begged, “Master please use my asshole, please?”

His hand came down on my ass with a solid “Smack!” as he declared, “I’ll take your ass when I’m good and ready to slave, not before, understand?” I lowered my head and shivered in delight being addressed as his slave as I nodded and sighed, “Yes Master J, forgive my lack of control. Use me as you desire.”

                                                              
                                                                       Part Four

                                                                 Choices

By early Sunday morning I had come to the conclusion that Melinda was without a doubt one of the rarest women I had ever met or even known. Her total focus and desire to teach me about the lifestyle was only superseded by her lack of inhibition and craving to please. Jeff proved to be a definite asset as he joined us on his lunch hour on Saturday and after Melinda assured him she was truly a submissive we bound her naked body on the edge of the bed with her leg tied to the head post and foot posts in the splits with her arms secured to the posts on the other side, after binding her lush full breasts with red satin drapery cord. He took it all in stride and in a matter of minutes he was using the flogger on her as I reamed out her pussy with my hard cock.

We traded places and I switched to a flyswatter targeting her thick nipples. He plundered his white bitch as she begged for mercy and rode his hard black shaft flooding her pussy with ease. By the time the young stud left to return to work he had also tasted her milk and declared she was one stone foxy whore.

I made reservations for a private dining room downstairs and then laid out the dress I had bought for her. She had gasped in awe and delight upon lifting the dress off the bed and then declared that she might very well get in trouble wearing it without anything on under it but would do so if I told her to. I suggested she try out a soft pastel garter-belt and sheer stockings to start with and she eagerly scampered off to try it on.

I was stunned by the way the dress not only enhanced her womanly form but the way it barely hid her areoles and nipples with the wide V that plunged almost to her navel. She donned her five inch heels and moved to the large mirror in the master bedroom where she slid a velvet choker about her neck that bore two small jeweled S on it declaring her a sex slave.

She crossed the room and with a soft knowing smile reached between her lush breasts and drew the soft fabric apart allowing me an unobstructed view of her magnificent breasts. She winked and reaching in the satin bag removed a set of tittilizers. With sure deft movements of her hands she applied them seating the metal rings at the base of each nipple then reclosed the material leaving her dark swollen flesh poking against the fabric with a brief glimpse of gold chain that swayed between her breasts as she walked across the room.

We took the elevator to the main lobby where she held my arm as we strolled into the lounge then down the hallway to the private room. I knew that her swaying hips and bouncing breasts were getting a good deal of attention but she never once faltered or even seemed to notice until we were safety in the room where she leaned against me and gasped, “Oh god I thought everyone was watching me from the instant the elevator doors opened. I have never felt so erotic in all my life. I hope my master is pleased?”

I felt Jack’s arms about me as he chuckled and replied, “I am most pleased with you my sexy little slave. You have proven beyond doubt that you truly desire a position in my household, if you continue to please me I will be forced to allow you just that.”

I smiled up at him and looking about the candle lit room I asked, “When are they bringing our dinner?”

I smiled back and replied, “When I call them and tell them to. They will push it inside the door and leave it, why?”

I smiled back and suggested, “Perhaps I should shed my dress?” His eyes gleamed at me as he shook his head and replied;”Not this time wench, you look very erotic wearing that and I might want you to expose your body to me upon demand during the evening, if I get thirsty?”

I blushed and nodded as he took my hand and led me to the table.

                                                                                                                 

That evening was one I would never forget, Jack not only treated me with a good deal of dominance he also mixed it with great gentleness that made my heart melt for him. After we ate prime rib and shared a bottle of wine he turned on a speaker in the ceiling and taking me in his arms we slow danced. I let my arms drape around his neck as he eased my dress open and played with my lush udders.

He tugged at the chain stretching out my creamy breasts as he informed me that he had made a decision. I lifted my head and met his gaze and felt something inside shift when he informed me that he would not take my ass until I officially became his love slave.

I blushed as he declared that it would be my gift of total submission to him as his property and I nodded agreeing. He smiled and retorted that in spite of that he wanted to use me before we returned to our suite and I eagerly moved to the table where I bent over it lifting the handkerchief skirt up over my hips and spreads my legs giving him complete access to me. I lowered my head to the table, my fingers curling around the edges of the black surface as I heard his zipper run down and then his thick man tool was pressing between my pouting lips as he thrust into my soaking passage.

The cool surface of the table rubbed against my swollen throbbing nipples as he lanced into me with one solid firm stroke as my soft cry of delight escaped my lips. His strong hands slid under me finding my full ripe udders and gripping them hard he took his pleasure as was rightly his. I met his strokes with zest and delight knowing that even if I didn’t come he was relishing in my obedience as his slave.

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I listened to his heart beat under my ear that Sunday morning as he cradled me in his arms in the big bed and I smiled realizing that this was the first time since Tom had passed that I was actually sharing a bed with a man. Tom had never liked sharing my bed but now I had cuddled up with a man all night.

Master J had awakened me twice in the darkness and I had eagerly pleasured him giving him my body without reservation. He had been both gentle and yet demanding and I had almost wept at the level of insight he had gained in just a few hours. It was quite apparent that things would not be the same when I left him that afternoon to return to Tulsa. How was I to go back to on line submission to him after having had him touch me and give me the discipline I so desperately craved?

I closed my eyes and fought back the tears that threatened to escape my eyes. He could not know, he must never know what I had so foolishly done. I had given him so much more than my body; I had given him my heart and that was the biggest mistake I could ever make. After we had spent most of the day Saturday here with him learning everything I knew about being a proper Dom we had enjoyed a very romantic candle light dinner in the suite and then he had used me for the next several hours with such total dominance that I knew he had at last taken his proper place as my controller.

I had woke in the night to find myself alone in the bed but upon peeking out the open bedroom door had found Jack sitting before his laptop his fingers flying over the keyboard and I had returned to bed sure that he had some work he had to do.

Sunday was the most amazing day; Melinda informed me that she wanted to show me what it would be like living together; It peaked my curiosity and I consented. She told me to remain in bed and I complied as she drew the covers down and kneeling between my legs she took my hard cock in her mouth and sucked me off. Then after licking me clean she took me by the hand and led me into the master bathroom. There she adjusted the water in the shower and urged me inside where she knelt before me and taking my semi hard cock in hand she begged me to empty my bladder on her massive tits.

Just the idea of doing so made my cock harden in her grasp and she giggled as I let the stream loose she directed the hot piss on her nipples and then licked my cock clean again before taking the loofa in hand and the shower gel to wash my entire body. She carefully washed my hair and face then stepping out of the shower she dried me off and asked me to take a seat in the chair by the sink.

After I sat down she took my shaving crème and covered my morning beard with a layer of lather. I leaned back against her lush breasts as she carefully shaved me and then wiped away the last vestiges of foam. I then gasped as she swung her leg across my lap and easing down she presented her lush udders to me asking me if I would like to milk her. I nodded and she brought her right breast to my mouth so I could suckle her.

She gasped and moaned lustily as I nibbled and sucked the sweet warm juice from her lush tits. But she never once hesitated or protested as I teased her lush breasts. Once I drained her she brazenly kissed me and asked what I wanted her to wear for the day. I smiled and grasping her buttocks I lifted her up and carried her from the room back into the bedroom where I dropped her on the bed and without any hesitation shoved my cock into her tight bald cunt.

I yelped in surprise and delight as Jack drove his hard monster cock into my greedy pussy. I placed my hands behind my head and let him have his complete way with me as he lanced deep into my tightness. I moaned and whimpered, “Oh yes Master J fuck my worthless cunt, fuck your slave, fill me with your hot jism!”

His strong hands found my fat cow tits and squeezed them cruelly, I would have bruises for days, but I didn’t care. I was his and he owned me, body and soul. I arched my back off the mattress letting him know I was okay with his torment and he grasped my dark nipples tugging and twisting them as I squealed and bucked under him. I felt my orgasm yawning before me and I gasped, “Oh Master Please let your worthless slave cum, please?” His fingers tugged at my nipples as he consented and seconds later my cry filled the room as I came on his hard thick man meat.

I wiggled under him like a worm on a hook as I gripped his hard shaft and felt his hot jism blast the length of his ivory scepter and into my pussy. It took every bit of self control I had to keep the words from escaping my mouth. I so desperately wanted to tell him that I loved not just what he did to me and made me feel. But I loved him as a man.

The remainder of the day I was at his constant beck and call, even answering the door for room service wearing just lingerie. Jack proved to be a most adept student trying out various forms of bondage and discipline on my lush body as I eased him into this new world we were discovering together. For me I was pushing my limits and for him he was learning how to expand his as well.

                                                             Part Four

                                                            Decisions

I unlocked the back door of my house early Sunday evening and placed the two bags just inside the back door of the kitchen. I had intentionally shut off my cell phone because to be honest I wasn’t ready to hear Melinda’s voice on the phone. No woman had ever made me feel as she did and it not only confused me, it had hurt to even watch her drive away from the hotel.

I smiled in spite of that because even in leaving me she had insisted on submitting to my every desire. She had eagerly allowed me to secure a vibrating dildo in her bald pussy with rope and had helped me insert a small anal plug in her tight ass under her black dress. She had slipped in the titilizers over her thick dark nipples after I had drained them out on the balcony and she promised to leave them on till morning when she would pump out her tits for me.

On the other hand I didn’t want her calling until she had the time to find what I had secreted in her toy bag. I wanted her to view it totally before we talked; it was both important and vital that she do so.

I managed to get my bag inside the front door and lock it behind me then with a low moan I unzipped the dress letting it fall to the floor as I stepped out of it and all but dashed to the bathroom. I untied the rope from behind my back and tugged it away from my soft creamy skin allowing the dildo to slip from my soaking pussy. I had lost count of how many times I had come on the way home and I needed to relieve myself desperately.

I reached between my legs and eased the plug from my ass dropping it into the bathroom lavatory then sat down and with a sigh of bliss let my bladder void. It had been a definite struggle to focus on the drive back to Tulsa because the vivid images of what had transpired in Kansas City kept coming back to my mind.

I knew that Jack had taken photos of us and of me with Jeff and he had promised to send me a set of them in a few days. Not that I needed them to remember the way Jack made me feel as a woman. It had taken every ounce of resolve I possessed to slip behind the wheel of my MR-2 then have him lean down and kiss me before I drove away not looking back. Tom only seemed like a brief memory now in light of Jack’s dominance and I knew that life would never again be the same for me.

I flushed the toilet and moved back into the hallway and seeing the bag in the living room picked it up to carry it to the bedroom. I unzipped the bag and turning it over dumped the contents out on the deep red satin duvet and frowned seeing the two DVDs. I had taken only one with me, what was the second? I dropped the bag on the floor and picking up the second case I read the label, it was in Jack’s familiar handwriting.

For my Beloved Melinda- Please watch this -Sir J.

I spun on my heel all but falling on my ass as I hurried to my PC and turning it on inserted the DVD into the drive slot. I anxiously waited; my heart pounding as I wondered what could be on it. I took a slow calming breath knowing that I had pushed Jack at times over the weekend and that didn’t bode well for a woman to do that to an alpha male.

The screen finally came up and I found myself looking at an index of sorts. I selected photos and in seconds a slide show of our weekend was flashing on the screen. I blushed and gasped seeing the open lust and raw desire in my eyes and the way I so shamelessly flaunted my body for Jack’s pleasure. I was indeed a total cock hungry whore, there could be no doubt seeing the way I rode Jeff’s black shaft as Jack used a flyswatter on my bound tits.

There were over fifty photos in the file and I sat there in stunned awe wondering how Jack had managed to take so many without my being aware of it. I returned to the menu and opened the next file to find it contained a virtual reality tour of Jack’s house and property. I sat on the couch and took in every detail of his well appointed home and the way it was laid out.

I realized that a woman could go about his house totally naked without fear of being seen outside. The rows of tall pine trees around the property assured privacy and the gazebo and finished barn made my nipples ache thinking of the possibilities a couple could share. I shook my head in sadness wondering why Jack would send me this. He hadn’t mentioned anything to me about another rendezvous.

I closed the file and opened the next one to blink my eyes in total bewilderment, it was a video file. I waited as it downloaded then Jack’s smiling face came on the screen. I found myself reaching out to touch the screen wanting desperately to feel his hands on me one more time. I saw his eyes glitter as he spoke;

” It’s Sunday morning about three AM and you’re asleep in the other room. By now you’re back in Tulsa probably wondering what the future holds for us. To be totally honest I have never felt about any woman the way I feel about you Melinda. On one hand you scare the hell out of me because of the way you seem to have no inhibitions and on the other I want you so desperately that I ache.

Having admitted that, you probably are thinking that I’m not the type of man you want or need as either a Dom or a master. If that’s the case then I’ll understand if you toss this in the trash and I never hear from you again. However, if you think that I’m what you want and need in a man then please proceed to watch this and comply with the instructions I am laying out.

First, you told me that you have several people that have indicated they would be interested in purchasing your business. I would like you to negotiate with them, get the best price for the store and sell out. You should be able to do that in under a month. Second, once the deal is made ship all of your B&D furniture here by motor freight. The address is in the contract file you will read later. Thirdly, you will move all financial funds to a new account here at my bank so you have funds available when you arrive. Lastly, you will contact me only when you have complied with the first two conditions and let me know when you will arrive. I will give you your final instructions at that time for the trip.

I would advise that you read over the Slave contract in the next file and make sure you understand it completely. I will accept E mail questions should you have any before you sign it and E-mail it to me.

I sat there in a mixture or awe and anxiety as I replayed the video watching Jack’s face as he reiterated his message. I swallowed hard as I realized that Jack was actually offering me a position in his house as a sex slave, or was he? I exited the video and accessed the contract file, my heart pounding in my breasts.

I slowly took my time reading over the details of the five year contract. I agreed to be Jack’s exclusive property for that time period. He would provide proper shelter, clothing, food and medical care in exchange for my total obedience as his bovine slave. He would routinely remove my product from my udders and dispose of it as he desired. He would also restrain and discipline me as he saw fit and breed me on a regular basis. I would be required to dress as he desired and service anyone he instructed me to.

I paused reading the last clause of the contract; “The originator of this contract may at any time modify the contract to either increase or decrease the time span herein and the conditions of said contract with the approval of the signee.”

It was almost a week before I heard from Melinda; she called me on my cell and begged me to return her call informing me she needed my assistance in her transition. I called her back that evening and she sounded so relieved to hear my voice, “Thank God you called back Sir. I desperately need your help in order to comply with your wishes.”

I smiled hearing her voice again, damn I had missed her! “What’s up Melinda?”

“Sir I have found a buyer for my business. However I also am an exclusive dealer for a manufacturer of custom breast bridles and harnesses used for breast suspension. It’s a very small part of my operation, but it’s strictly on line. May I have your permission to retain it and keep it operational after I move in with you?”

I heard the concern in her voice and I asked, “Is your supplier a local person?”

“No Sir it’s a couple in New Mexico that make these to order. I have sold several in the past few months; they are quite expensive but very erotic and unique.” She replied. I pondered her request for several moments then she interjected, “I would be happy to model one for you on cam Sir. That way you can see for yourself how they look and function.”

I smiled hearing the eagerness in her voice, she was happy to let me see her lush body and get a possible orgasm out of the deal. I chuckled and declared, “No Melinda that won’t be necessary. You have my permission to keep that part of your business, any idea how soon you’ll be leaving Tulsa?”

Her voice was filled with remorse as she confessed, “No Sir I don’t. The lawyers are drawing up the paperwork now and as soon as they are signed, the bank will issue me a check which I will put in my account up there. Please Sir would you allow your unworthy whore to have an orgasm for you, please? I haven’t had one since I arrived back here and-”

I blinked my eyes and demanded, “You mean you’ve been just pumping out your udders twice a day and that’s all?”

“Of course Master, I am in training to become your slave. My body belongs to you and all you gave me permission to do was pump out my milk.”

I took a slow easy breath and with a satisfied grin instructed her, “Melinda, listen to me very carefully. You are allowed to have orgasms when you pump out your tits, but only then, understand?”

I could tell she was crying as she gushed, “Oh Master J thank you for your kindness, how may I repay you? Please tell me.”

I smiled and replied, “You may repay this kindness by wearing your titilizers to the store every day for the rest of the week under your clothes. Leave them off at night, but after you pump out each morning they go on till you milk again.”

Her voice was low and filled with resignation, “Yes Master J. My nipples will be quite sore after doing this for three days. May I use udder balm on them?”

“Yes you may and send me a picture of you milking each day as well.”

“Oh gladly Sir.” She gushed eagerly.

Jack’s permission to come was such a god send, I had been getting quite bitchy without the daily release of tension from sex and that evening I had three magnificent orgasms in a row as my big E’s were pumped dry. I also hated to admit it but just hearing his clear crisp voice ordering me to send him pictures by e mail had sent my pulse racing. I felt like a child at Christmas waiting for morning to come knowing that I had set in motion events that would change my life forever.

I spent the following weekend remodeling the far end stall in the barn for Melinda’s arrival. A very close friend of mine was a welder and when I showed him what I wanted made he assured me he would have it fabricated in one day and then I went to work ordering all the parts needed to make my machine functional.

Up to this point having my own human cow/slave had been a fantasy but now Melinda was actually making it happen and I was determined to go for broke and get all I could out of her commitment. I worked all day Sunday adjusting and testing out the air powered pistons and controls that operated the commercial type goat milking machine and the motor that drove the optional ribbed dildo.

Everything had to be perfect for my new slave’s arrival. I set up the hidden digital video cameras and microphones to record her ordeal and tested them out to make sure everything was in readiness. I finished late Sunday evening and paused in the open stall door looking at the polished walnut paneling that not only lined the walls but hid the cameras from her view.

The milking stantion stood on a solid polished oak platform waiting Melinda’s lush body under the focused flood lights that would allow the cameras to clearly view her ripe engorged udders as they hung under her as she rested on the soft foam covered framework. Her lush creamy breasts would hang between four leather covered metal half circles that when the trigger was touched would close around the base of each cantaloupe sized milk bag and hold her firmly in place.

Her knees would rest in soft gel filled pads that were located about 16 inches apart giving me total access to either her hairless pussy or delectable ass hole. An adjustable chin rest was swiveled out of the way that could be locked in position with a tube gage allowing me free access to her mouth for fucking her face if I so desired.

The adjustable pumps were a commercial grade with multiple setting ranging from very gentle stimulation to levels that would have her screaming in agony in mere seconds. I was very curious to discover just how much she could handle and had an idea she was going to surprise me. Her sweet nectar would be drained into a sterile environment below her in a rapid cooling system where her milk would be strained and stored in a reusable bottle. I smiled as I shut down the lights and moved to the house. Things were going to be very interesting very soon.

I took a slow easy breath as I looked at the cell phone on the counter then glanced about my almost empty apartment. I had lived here since shortly after Tom had died and now it was all part of my past. Once I placed this call to Jack I was no longer my own person, the prospect of what I was doing hit me full force and I felt my body shaking as I accepted the fact that I wanted Jack more than anything else in this world. He was my very life and I had to go to him to be complete.

Everything was packed except my bag of toys that rested on the counter before me. I only had to leave the keys on the counter, pick up the bag and pull the door closed behind me after I called Jack. I swallowed hard and picking up the phone flipped it open and hit the speed dial for his cell. It rang twice before his rich baritone voice spoke, “Hello there Wench!”

I grinned and sighed, “Greetings Sir. I am calling you to inform you that I am leaving Tulsa now.”

I heard him clear his throat and he replied, “Not just yet, there are instructions for you first.”

I shivered wondering what he had in mind but closing my eyes I sighed, “Of course Sir how may I please you?”

He chuckled and inquired, “Did the package I sent you arrive yet?”

I bit my lower lip as I realized what was coming, oh god was I up to this? I swallowed again and whispered, “Yes Sir, it arrived yesterday by Fed-Ex.”

“Did you open it?”

“Yes Sir I did.”

“Have you tried them out yet?”

“No Sir I didn’t have your permission to.”I reminded him.

“Very well I want you to insert the egg into your pussy after you insert your biggest butt plug in your sweet ass hole, understand?” he commanded. A shiver coursed through my body hearing his orders; damn this was going to be one hell of a trip!

I discovered that no matter how much I tried I couldn’t find a way to sit in my Toyota that was totally comfortable. The tapered plug in my backside let me know it was there and only the low frequency hum of the vibrating egg in my hairless pussy offset the discomfort. That combined with the titilizers that were snug around the base of my freshly pumped out nipples was posing a definite diversion to my driving skills.

However Jack’s instructions were quite clear. Unless it posed a safety factor I was to leave all three devices in place and keep a running total of how many orgasms I had enroot to his house. I was grateful that I had fueled my MR-2 and again packed my cooler with goodies because I wasn’t sure I could handle going into a diner to eat and maintain my composure. Not to mention the fact I was wearing the dress that Jack had bought me with only a garter-belt, stockings, and heels on under it. Every guy in the place would be staring and I was so horny that I might be tempted to do something foolish. On top of that the steadily falling rain would turn the dress transparent in mere seconds.

I set the cruise control at two miles over the legal limit and turned on the radio to distract myself from the pleasure building in my lower passage. This was not the first time I had done this but never on my way to start a new life as a sex slave.

I watched the weather channel and frowned seeing the line of heavy rain showers between Tulsa and my place. I knew that asking Melinda to be on task in good driving conditions was one thing, but in severe weather it was quite another. I picked up the phone and punched in her number, her safety was more important than my pleasure.

I recognized the number on the display instantly and smiled. I knew Jack so well and I reached over and turned off the phone, I didn’t have time to argue with him about this tasking he had assigned to me. I had to do this, not just for him but for myself. I had to show him that as his slave I would do whatever it took to prove to him I was worthy of his possession.

The concern turned to frustration after the third attempt to contact her in a ten minute time frame. The message said her phone was shut off and I left her a voice message instructing her to cancel the tasking, I had come too far to risk this special lady. I found it difficult to imagine not having her there to cuddle with and to converse with after a hard day designing a new project. I waited another hour then called again and this time the call went through. Even over the headset I could hear the rain hitting the top of her sports car as she greeted me, “Hello Sir.”

“Where are you?” I demanded anxiously as she chuckled and replied, “Just south of the border in Missouri. The rain has slacked off quite a bit in the last hundred miles or so. I pulled over under an overpass in KC and waited for a few minutes till it slacked off. I had a wonderful orgasm while I waited. I should be there in about three and a half hours. Is it raining there?”

“As a matter of fact the sun is shining. Are you sure you’re able to continue the tasking, I sent you a message earlier-“I insisted.

Her voice was soft and tender as she replied, “Oh I know you did and it was sweet of you Master being concerned about me. However, you must understand that I must show you that I truly want to be yours. A little rain and thunder isn’t going to stop me now. Please Master let me continue, you may punish me as you see fit once I arrive.”

I smiled and retorted, “Very well wench how many orgasms have you had so far?”

She moaned and confessed, “Sixteen is in view now Sir, this egg is only on low and it’s got me juicing like a Florida orange. I had to put a towel on the seat to soak up my juices, I’m not sure I can handle the high setting.

I laughed and retorted, “Very well by the way I have chosen you a new slave name, so get used to being called Big Tits.”

I heard her giggle as she gasped, “Oh dear, Yes Master Big Tits is eager to let you milk her any time you desire. Shall I call you when I leave the main highway just south of your house?”

“Yes. Big Tits.”

“Thank you for your concern Master. Big Tits is grateful for your kindness.”

I flipped the phone closed and smiled in happiness; Jack had no way of knowing just how happy he had made me by giving me a totally new slave identity. I was no longer Melinda Graham; I was Master Jack’s slave Big Tits! My nipples tingled in anticipation knowing that I would be disciplined for ignoring his phone calls but that paled in comparison to the pleasure I felt in my pussy as the road sign told me I had only another 200 miles to go.

Her phone call came quicker than I expected and I surmised that she had hedged the speed limit a little in her eagerness to arrive. I felt a sense of relief as she told me she was passing through Clearfield and had about three miles to go. I instructed her to park her car in the barn and that there was an envelope under the wiper of my Solstice for her.

She giggled and replied, “I think it safe to say that life with you will never be boring Master Jack.”

I slowed down and eased the Toyota around the corner of the driveway through the gate and up the incline towards the large multilevel house that matched the pictures Jack had sent me. Even as I topped the rise I saw the barn surrounded by trees in the distance and wheeled the low-slung, two seater into the empty stall beside Jack’s Pontiac. I shut off the engine and just sat for several long moments as I looked about the barn.

It wasn’t at all what I imagined, everything was neat and tidy. The concrete floor was painted a dark gray and the walls were finished in sheetrock and painted a pale white. Commercial type fluorescent lights ran the length of the center section of the barn and I opened the door to ease my cramped form out of the seat. I unplugged the eggs power chord from the dash and tucked the battery control pack in my pocket as I stood.

I closed the door and stretched languidly working the kinks out of my shoulders and back then froze as I heard a strange sound behind me. I turned and saw the golden retriever that I had seen in the photo with Jack. I squatted down and held out my hand to him and he came to me his tail wagging. I petted him as he nuzzled my hand then when I stood up he growled at me and I froze backing up against the car, my eyes wide in fear. What was going on?

I watched in utter terror as the golden canine sniffed at the front of my skirt and I blushed knowing he could smell my arousal. I made to push him away and he growled again making me draw back. In utter disbelief I watched as his head slid under my skirt and in seconds his nose was pressing against my pouting labia.

I almost fell out of my chair laughing seeing the expression on Melinda’s face as Max held her in place. I had trained him well over the past months and she was the first to experience his skills, or at least part of them. I picked up the silent dog whistle and blew two times and without a hesitation Max eased away and came on the run. I opened the door of his kennel and he went in without a whimper as I watched Melinda leaning against the hood of her MR-2 trying to regain a similitude of composure.

The large dog had vanished as quickly as he had come and I felt a deep sense of relief not really sure just what would have happened if he had wanted to subdue me. I caught my breath and remembered Jack’s instructions. Turning my head I saw the aforementioned envelope waiting me. I shook my head to clear it and rounding my Toyota I eased the blue paper free and unfolded it to read;

My Dearest Big Tits,

      Today you begin a new life as my lactation slave. Remove your dress and walk to the far end of the barn where you will find another paper with further instructions.

                                                 Master Jack

I laid the paper on the hood of Jack’s Solstice and untied the thin ties at my shoulders letting the dress pool about my trim ankles. I laid it atop the paper and reaching in the pocket of the dress slid the battery pack from it and slid it under the wide strap of my garter-belt. Then with a quick glance about me I moved down the barn, my unfettered breasts juddering with each step as the chain swayed between my nipples.  I felt a shiver course through me as I wondered what lay in wait for me and hoped I was up to the task.

There was an open half door off to the right, I moved to it and peered inside to gasp as I viewed what it held.  I had never seen such a contraption before but once I examined it I knew what it was. I swallowed hard seeing the blue paper taped to the wall by the counter and unlatching the door I crossed the floor to tug it free;

Well Big Tits it seems you have come to the end of your journey. On the counter you will find your new slave cuffs and collar.  Put them on then remove the titilizers from your nipples and replace them with the cow bell clamps.

Once you have done this kneel in the stantion and secure the ankle cuffs to the carabineers. Then lean forward and place your udders between the half circles under you.  Place the power pack on the floor next to you and turn it on high. Once in place slip your wrist cuff rings over the pins and push the green button.. I will be joining you shortly. Master Jack.    

I bit my lower lip and dropping to one knee examined the contraption noting the position of the air cylinders and the transparent rubber cups in the bracket under the device. I knew that the instant I pushed the button I would be totally helpless and at Jack’s mercy. A shiver of delight coursed through me as I admitted that I wanted just that, nothing less! I saved the nipple clamps for last, not knowing how long Jack would leave them on me.

It took me a few moments to figure out how it worked but I managed and laid the power pack on the floor. Closing my eyes I turned up the setting on the egg and gritted my teeth as the vibration frequency doubled in intensity. The delicious sensations started slamming through my clit as I fumbled my wrist cuff rings into position and collapsed into the framework my hand grazing the brightly lit green button.

My head dropped down in time to watch the two halves of each circle close snug about the base of each of my generous E’s trapping me in their grasp. The pressure around my udders was intensified by the fullness of my milk load and my soft cry of anguish filled the stall. I trembled and quivered helplessly as the intense pleasure rippled from my clit to my brain and another orgasm rocked my hips.

I smiled watching as my new slave quivered in the milking stantion, at last she was here and she was mine. It was time to start her training as my lactation slave! I had carefully planned this out for days, right down to the camera positions and the sound levels of the hidden microphones, both in the stall and in the new dungeon I had built in the rear section of the loft. Turning on the recorders I stood and hit the switch closing the garage door. It wouldn’t do for anyone to hear her cries of anguish as I punished her.

Even as I walked down the length of the large stone structure I could hear her soft feminine whimpers. The egg was doing just what I wanted and it was quite obvious that Melinda was working her way through another orgasm. I paused in the doorway and leaning against the doorframe surveyed the sight before me.

I smiled seeing the way her lush milk swollen udders swayed under her kneeling body. The small cow bells chimed with every movement of her body no doubt bringing added pain to her tits as they tugged at her nipples. I could clearly see the black cord that vanished between her spread labia going to the egg that was making her quiver and squirm in vain.

I heard her moan low as she grunted, “Ohhhh Gawwwwd!” I smiled and then crossing the floor I reached down and shut off the egg’s control box. She sagged into the framework as she softly sighed, “Thank you Master Jack.” I moved around her helpless form to kneel before her and taking a handful of her thick silky hair I drew her head up.

I only faintly recognized the sound of his footsteps, yet I knew who it had to be. I was stunned at the gentleness of his touch as he ran his fingertips over my body as he moved around me. He dropped to one knee before me and grasping my hair in his hand he lifted my head till my eyes met his as he smiled at me. His mouth came down over mine in a kiss that up till now I never knew could even be.

There was both affection and yet demand in his lips as he plundered my mouth. I moaned against his lips as his tongue demanded entrance and I eagerly gave it. No man had ever kissed me this way before and in his kiss alone I knew he was demanding my submission. I leaned into it opening my mouth in surrender as he ravished my oral cavity. His other hand found my trapped udders and he flicked the cowbells sending jolts of anguish trough my sensitive nipples.

I whimpered in anguish but never once even considered begging for mercy, Jack owned my body and it was his to use as he pleased. He eased away and I closed my eyes submissively lowering my head as he spoke, “I have missed you Big Tits.”

“And I you Master Jack. I humbly offer you myself for your pleasure Master. Use me as you desire.”I confessed.

He nodded and inquired, “So how many orgasms have you had today?”

I shivered at his question knowing I had to clarify what he wanted to know as I asked, “Full blown orgasms or the tiny aftershocks between them?”

He chuckled and retorted, “Only the big ones Big Tits.”

“I had three this morning when I milked my udders, and two dozen more on the trip here, then one hellacious one just now. That gives me a total of twenty-eight Master Jack.”I informed him softly.

“My god woman how is that possible?”He demanded in awe.

I blushed and answered hesitantly, “Master I have only come with your permission and to be honest I have been horny for days now. Our weekend seemed to just flip a switch or something; I have needed fucked so badly since then.”

His fingers lightly caressed my trapped lush udders and they were so full that it hurt just having them touched. I waited as he lightly flicked the clamps on my nipples as a whimper escaped me at the intense discomfort. I heard his voice, rich and firm decree, “You shut off your phone on your master Big Tits.”

I swallowed hard knowing what was coming.  “Yes Master Jack.”I answered meekly.

“You know you must be disciplined for that.”He insisted resolutely.

“Yes Master, please forgive me Master Jack,” I begged earnestly, “I only wished to-“

I seized her hair and yanked her head up to glare into her eyes as I snapped, “You belong to me Slut. I’m responsible for your well being; correct?”

Her eyes filled with tears as she whimpered,” Yes Master, forgive me.”

I tugged at her hair and insisted, “I spent a good deal of time finding you, took a big risk in meeting you and this is the way you repay me? You signed that contract of your own free will, now you are mine and I happen to care about you. By rights I should  fuck your ass then whip those milk filled tits with a riding crop till you bleed!”

The look of utter terror on her face was a sight to behold as fresh tears rolled down her face. She licked her lips as she wept and pleaded, “Oh please Master Jack, please understand that this unworthy slut has missed you so badly she was desperate to get to you to serve you. I gladly accept my punishment for my lack of submission and promise I will never do so again.”

I let go of her hair and she bowed her head in abject humility as she pleaded for my forgiveness, however I noticed not for mercy. Reaching down I flipped the egg back on and she squealed as the pulsing vibrations exploded in her tight dripping cunt. Crossing the room I opened the cabinet and looked at the array of instruments I had available to use on her helpless body.

I glanced up and bit my lower lip as I saw what hung on the inside of the full length cabinet door. The three items there sent a cold chill down my spine as I realized that Jack indeed fully intended to make my body pay for my lapse of good judgment. I saw him pluck the thin willow switch from the center hook between the cat and the riding crop and closed my eyes as I let my head fall forward in total despair.

I realized that in my mind I had made Jack into my lover and companion more than my owner and trainer. Now I was to find out just how wrong I had been. I knew too that I truly deserved this for my insolence. I hung my head in abject submission as he moved into position beside the stantion and without any warning he brought the switch to my left trapped udder with the flick of his wrist.

The stroke wasn’t hard, in fact it was just a sharp tap but with my udder so engorged and the clamps on my nipples it felt like a razor had sliced through my taunt milk bag. I cried out in anguish as he paused to stroke my abused flesh and then again he struck it only this time from below landing the stroke to the tender underside as I wailed in abject pain. I struggled in vain to escape my bonds only to discover that it only made the weighted clamps tug on my nipples as the bells chimed.

The pulsing, throbbing in my cunt blended with the red hot fire in my nipples and the cutting agony in my udders to create a vortex of torment that I had never known before. I begged for mercy as I fought the urge to use my safe word but I knew to do so would end everything and I could not even imagine loosing Jack. I had broken the cardinal rule of B&D, I had fallen in love with my master!

To my utter disbelief Jack paused and leaning down whispered, “Do you need a blue light Big Tits?” I nodded eagerly and he stopped moving to what I thought was just another cabinet. He opened it to reveal it was a small fridge. He took out a bottle of chilled water and twisting off the cap he inserted a drinking straw. Moving back he dropped to one knee and held it to my lips.

I drank deeply then expressed my gratitude as he caressed my hair and kissed my brow. I caught my breath as his skilled hands caressed my body and then he gave me another drink before setting the bottle on the counter and picking up the switch. I lowered my head and meekly spoke, “Green light Master Jack.”

The switch again targeted my trapped udders leaving bright pink lines in its wake as I groaned and shivered under the lash. I cried out and begged for mercy knowing full well that Jack would not stop until I had received my punishment full measure. He paused and I lay before him totally helpless as I opened my eyes and looking back under me saw him flick the switch against the clamp on my right nipple.

I swallowed hard knowing this could not bode well for me and his arm drew back as he took careful aim. The switch whistled through the air landing on the end of the clamp solidly connecting with it. The force of the blow ripped the clamp from my crushed dark nubbin sending in across the room to clatter against the far wall as the sheer agony exploded in my nipple. I screamed in abject torment, the sound of my wail filling the barn as Jack moved around my shuddering helpless form. I opened my eyes just in time to see the second blow land on my other nipple as again the sheer agony exploded in my breast.

I shook my head franticly as my cries filled the room. I tried to beg for mercy and then suddenly I felt the transparent rubber cups of the milking machine grasp my puffy swollen areoles as the surging suction sprang into life under me. There was nothing gentle or gradual here, my master’s hands worked the controls to punish, not pleasure.

I gasped and whimpered in anguish as the pumps pulled my milk swollen udders into the cylinders with a vengeance. I could feel the milk being drawn through the ducts past my whipped nipples with painful force. I shivered and panted anxiously as the first drops of liquid dripped from my abused sore nubs but I was unprepared for what happened next.

     Even as the pumps wreaked their powerful surging force on my large cow tits I sensed my master moving behind me. I heard a faint sound as he positioned himself between my spread legs and seconds later the plug in my ass was pulled out with a firm solid tug. I felt something press against my still open rectum and then the red hot fire seared through my body as he gradually yet firmly forced his hard cock in my tight backside.

I could feel the lubrication he had applied to his shaft as he forced his way deeper into my ass and I groaned, “Oh yes Master, fuck my worthless asshole, take all I have to give you Master. I am yours!” I glanced down to see the fluid jetting from my tits into the suction cups as Jack drove his hard ivory scepter into my tight backside.

I licked my lips as I realized that this was what I had wanted for so long. I needed to be a man’s property, craved to be his most prized possession. I heard Jack groan as his balls finally came to rest against my outer labia. The vibrations in my cunt were sending waves of delight through my body now that blended with the exquisite surging of the pumping of my udders.

The suction was higher that I was used to but I found that by focusing on the high frequency pulses of the egg it didn’t really bother me. I felt Jack ease back and rock his hips forward stretching my rear passage to accept his girth as I begged, “Master please, a short blue light? My poor ass needs to adjust to you, please?”

I complied amazed that my new slave had endured so much this quickly. It was obvious that she was determined to prove herself to me as being truly sorry for her actions earlier and I knew that I would respond to that in ways she would not believe. I had fully expected her to use her safe word after the switching of her tits but she had both amazed me and earned my respect by her perseverance. I made to move away and fetch her water only to have her plead, “Oh please master stay, this poor slave loves the way you fill her tight ass. May she beg for permission to cum?”

I smiled down at her and grasping her trim waist I agreed, “Yes Big Tits, you may come if you like. I think it safe to say you have earned a couple of orgasms.”

Her voice was a low sensual purr as she sighed, “Master Jack is too kind to this wanton whore. I shall be indebted to you for this Master.”

Having Jack’s thick magnificent cock buried balls deep in my ass was both a painful yet delightful experience. Tom had used me this way on occasion but he had not been anywhere close to the size Jack was. His willingness to give me a blue light had been such a relief as my poor body slowly adjusted to his thickness. He had also been generous with the lubrication which made it even better and when combined with the buzzing of the egg in my pussy I was like a bomb ready to detonate on impact.

I had no idea how much product my udders had produced but I knew it had to be considerable because of the length of foreplay I had endured on the trip. I slowly wiggled my as at him and he chuckled, “Are you ready to give your ass Big Tits?”

I moaned and nodded, “Yes Master Jack. Fuck my tight asshole. Fill me with your hot cum, please?”

I took a slow calming breath and willed my bound body to relax as much as possible as Jack eased back then thrust into my rear passage. I gasped as I felt his balls graze my outer labia and I begged, “Oh Master Jack, fuck this humble whore’s asshole. Flood her with your hot jism.”

I vaguely remember snatches from what followed as Jack slowly built up his speed and depth of penetration. I started to squeal and sob as the pleasure in my cunt matched the pounding of his shaft in my ass. I knew I came two or more times before he blasted his load in my ass and things then became a blur.

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I woke up to find myself totally naked leaning back against Jack’s bare chest submerged in lavender scented bubbles and circulating hot water in a large sunken tub. The room was obviously the master bathroom from what I recalled from the tour of his house. Jack’s strong arms held me to him as he dripped water over my body from a large sponge. The entire wall next to the tub was one way glass allowing us a magnificent view of the back yard of his house and the barn.

I sighed in total bliss as the aches and stress from the long trip seemed to fade under my master’s touch and I tipped my head to one side to look up at him as he smiled down at me. His right hand cupped my lush creamy striped udder, his fingers toying with my dark tender nipple as he asked, “Feeling better Big Tits?”

God knows how hard I tried to hide it from him but sadly I lost the battle as my arm slid up around his neck and I arched my back bringing my mouth to his to kiss him. He met my kiss with a tenderness that made my knees weak and I knew that I had to tell him the truth, now. I eased back down and blushing in total shame at my lack of self control I whimpered, “Master Jack I must tell you something. I cannot hide it from you any longer. I have tried for so long. From the first time you touched me in Kansas City I have known and I know it’s wrong, but I have to tell you-“

I placed a singer digit across her lips and shook my head as I insisted, “I know Melinda, I know.”

There was shock and bewilderment on her face as she insisted, “You know? But how can you know that so soon? I have tried so hard to hide my feelings from you! It’s all too soon!”

I smiled at her stunned expression and easing her head back against my chest as I caressed her breasts with my other hand. I gently informed her, “It was your total lack of inhibition and eagerness to please me that told me. A woman does not submit to a man to the level you did unless she is totally committed to that man. I saw in everything you did in KC that you wanted this to work, you offered me it all and I knew you meant it. You could have stopped Jeff at any point but you knew that by obeying me you were showing me just how serious you were about me being your Dom.

I on the other hand discovered an entire new world of sexual pleasure with your help and it has made my world totally new. How can I not truly love and appreciate the woman that does that for me? You need to understand something Melinda, our relationship is just that, ours! We make our own rules and we choose how we interact.

Am I going to expand your limits, yes, absolutely! Will I share you with other Doms, perhaps if we can come to an agreement on what the limits are? However understand this, for every limit I expand with you I will in turn increase my affection and pampering of you. It’s what a man does for the woman he cherishes and loves. Heaven knows how long I have searched for you and if I have my way that five year contract is just an opening training period.”

His words filled me with a joy that I had never actually known could exist until this moment. Tom had loved me but he had compartmentalized our lives limiting our level of transparency and openness. But Jack was laying it all out before me and telling me he wanted it all with me, nothing held back and I was thrilled at his offer and declaration of love.

I eased away from him and turning I knelt in the hot water before him lifting my eyes to meet his I smiled and spoke from the very depths of my heart, “Jack my beloved Master would you grant this humble slave a request?”

His strong hands cupped my full ripe breasts as he asked, “What is it Big Tits?”

I bit my lower lip and with a soft smile I begged, “Would my Master consent to having my areoles pierced just behind my nipples for slave rings and my outer labia as well? It is this slave’s desire to wear your symbols of ownership for all to see.”

The look of surprise was mixed with delight as he asked, “Can it be done and not pose a problem with your milking schedule or production?”

I nodded and replied, “I think so if proper precautions are taken, there is a new laser procedure I have read about.” His hands tugged me closer and I giggled as I worked my knees up on either side of his thighs as he drew me to him. My poor cock hungry pussy was begging to be filled and I could feel my milk letting down in anticipation of his mouth drinking my nectar.

I somehow managed to keep my composure and not confess to my new slave that I had already bought her four rings to implant in her body. I was just going to allow her time to get adjusted to her new home first then tell her. But now it seemed we were on the same page about this and I was looking forward to her meeting my surgeon friend that was also a Dom.

She smiled at me and whispered, “Master may this worthless cow impale herself on your shaft? Will you breed me please?”

I nodded as I retorted, “As long as I get to drink your sweet warm milk Big Tits.” She blushed and held up her udders eagerly as she insisted, “Oh Master Jack these are your udders, you may feast anytime you like.”

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                                                                             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.”

                                                         My Lactation Slave III

Jack leaned back in his plush leather chair and pondered the events of the past four months. There was little doubt in his analytical mind that he was one of the luckiest men on earth. Now think about it; how many 32 year old men not only owned their own very profitable corporation, but could also run a side business that you both enjoyed and met very interesting people while doing it?

Then on top of all that there was Melinda, her new slave name was Big Tits however and the busty 35 year old widow was proving herself to be a most welcome addition to his household. She had answered his add on an alternate  life style web site  and after only a week of getting acquainted they had agreed to meet in Kansas City.

By the end of that weekend Jack knew that letting her drive away had been the hardest thing he could ever do. Not only was Melinda smart and intelligent, she was sporting a pair of 38E’s that were all but bursting with milk! He had relished in her straddling his hips and holding out her heavy udders for his suckling. He used her that weekend with a passion that had taken him by surprise and she in turn had taught him how to think like the dominating male she needed and craved to be complete.

By Saturday they both knew instinctively that they were a compliment to each other and Melinda had used hints and suggestions to urge him further into his role as her controller. Three weeks later she had sold off her business and had packed her things, shipped them to his secluded rural home in the upper Midwest and signed a five year contract to be his total sex slave/human cow.

I sprayed the lubricant on the gleaming silver shaft of the side rod on the motor under the impalement stool and smiled as I used the clean cloth to spread it around. This was without a doubt my favorite piece of BDSM equipment in the loft playroom. Jack was busy working in the office across the hall but I knew that at any moment he could stop and summon me to pleasure him in whatever way he desired.

My first husband had introduced me to the world of D/s as well as lactation, However he had kept the D/s part sequestered away for weekends and getaways in spite of my many attempts to get him to make it a permanent, active part of our relationship.

I had found Jack’s add on the net and more out of curiosity I had sent him a picture of me in a micro bikini thinking that he was like most guys wanting some college babe with big tits.

His response had not only surprised me, but he had shown an openness and honesty that touched me deeply. Now after a wonderful four months I was ensconced in his house hold as his love slave/cow. True enough I found the milking aspects of his lifestyle to be most humiliating. Spending 2-3 hours a day secured in a milking stantion while powerful pumps draw your life sustaining essence from you is both degrading and yet so very erotic.

However I learned that by accepting my role in this my body responded with a raw sexuality that to this point I had found no limits to. Every time Jack secured me into the stantion and disciplined my milk swollen udders before attaching the cups to my swaying jugs my orgasms hit a new high and I had to admit that I even felt more feminine and erotic.

A soft smile graced my lips as I recalled my master’s eagerness to have both my areoles and outer labia pierced soon after I had arrived in his household. This was something that I had wanted for a long time and yet my first husband had considered it to be too risky, but not Jack! Even now I sported two 16 gauge silver barbells through my puffy swollen areoles and two rings through my hairless labia.

The barbells were easily removed for pumping and discipline sessions and Jack was quickly becoming a true virtuoso at wielding the crop, paddle and flogger to my pain hungry body. My master had decreed that as soon as the private BDSM club he was designing in Omaha was completed he was going to take me there and publicly collar me and place his rings of ownership in my body.

I knew all too well what that meant, I had overheard the other female subs chatting  the last time we had been there and it was obvious that I would get used by every Dom in the place, under my master’s supervision of course. Just the idea of having a hard cock in my pussy and another one in my mouth as Jack rammed his hard cock up my asshole; almost made my knees go weak under me.

I heard a sound at the doorway and looked up to see him standing in the doorway looking at my kneeling naked form a few yards away. Without any hesitation I dropped the cloth and crawled on my hands and knees to him kneeling before this man I loved.

Keeping my knees wide I placed my hands behind my head, elbows back. Thrusting out my now swollen double E’s as I whispered, “How may this worthless whore please you Master?”

His hand gently caressed my gold streaked hair as he smiled down at me with unspoken love. I kept my head bowed as he spoke with a firm yet gentle voice, “I need to make a video call to Omaha to check on the progress of the; ”Stocks& Bonds” club. Come kneel before me by my desk.”

I bit my lip and whispered, “Yes Master Jack.” I trailed behind him on my hands and knees to position myself before him as he took his seat before the large flat screen monitor of his powerful mini mainframe computer he used for business. He sat down and looking at me he spoke again, “Suck my cock Big Tits, drink your master’s cum!”

Even as his hands flew over the keypad of his PC  I reached for the belt of his slacks knowing that there was an excellent chance that whoever he was contacting was going to be able to see me worshiping his thick hard man meat.  Easing his impressive ten inches of thick ivory fuck meat out of his boxers I licked my lips in anticipation.

I LOVE SUCKING COCK! There is nothing more wonderful than feeling a man explode in your mouth and savoring the rich texture and taste of his essence. I skinned back his man root and pursing my lips I eased his rock hardness into my mouth as he sighed in bliss and patted my head with affection, “You cock hungry whore you!”

I boldly looked up at him and catching his eye winked at him as he spoke into the wireless head piece he wore.”Good afternoon Jessie. How’re things going over there?” I knew that name well; he was the head of the partnership that had bought the two story warehouse to convert it into the premier BDSM club in the Midwest. The man was also a fellow Dom and now I knew that Jack wasn’t going to hide me from the webcam.

I looked down at Big Tits as she bobbed her face on my thick shaft that now glistened with her saliva and waited as Jessie sat back in his chair and smiled into the high resolution camera at me. He looked at someone off camera and snapped his fingers and I grinned knowing his wife/sub was also in the room.

Sure enough seconds later a busty blond beauty appeared over his shoulder wearing a gold cincher with matching lace stockings and heels. Her jutting breasts, though nowhere near as big as Melinda’s stood out from her chest as she knelt beside Jessie’s chair and he openly fondled her left breast as he replied, “Well we started last week on the remodeling part, all the new walls are in place and the wiring is ran for the power and the camera system. The sprinklers are already in and they start hanging rock tomorrow.”

I pushed Melinda’s head down over my cock holding her there for a few moments as I gathered my thoughts then let her resume as I inquired, “What about the windows and the soundproofing?”

The man grinned, indicating his crotch and instantly Maria moved to kneel before him. I could hear her unzipping his slacks as he replied, “Well, we had no problem getting the permits for that. Just told them we were going to be playing a lot of loud rock music and they approved that in a heartbeat. How soon will your crew be arriving?”

I felt Melinda’s lips tighten around my shaft as I took a slow calming breath and answered, “I can have them there by noon tomorrow, if you’re ready for them. I should come over and make sure we’re on the same page for the various chamber themes and what furniture you want for each one though.”

Jessie’s voice was somewhat strained as he tried to focus on our conversation as his wife energetically gave him head.”That sounds like a plan. Why don’t you bring Big Tits and we’ll have you two stay at our country house with us. She needs to interact with another sub and get used to you doing the same.”

I glanced down at my slave as she drove her head down further on my thick shaft and agreed, ”You do have a point there. However I have a couple of questions first.”

“By all means old boy ask away.” Jessie insisted.

“What rules do you have in place for your house? I wouldn’t want to accidently offend you.” Jack insisted.

There was silence for a few moments then Jessie replied, “Well we live on a dead end street with no real neighbors to speak of and our back yard has an eight foot privacy fence around the pool. Maria usually goes topless out there and we have play time out there too. She usually goes about in just lingerie in the house with a robe handy in case.

I won’t touch or use your sub without permission and expect the same from you, okay? If we want to swap or even share that is totally up to you. However Maria has suggested that she would love to get you in her pussy, right slut?” I saw the woman’s head bounce eagerly as I felt my balls erupt into Melinda’s mouth. I grunted loudly as Jessie groaned, “Damn these two are such total whores!”

I nodded and held my slut’s head down on my shaft as I jetted into her eager face. Damn Big Tits was good at this! I was going to have to let Jessie find out first hand in a day or two.

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I carefully packed my bag as Jack instructed me the next morning after I had showered with him and shaved him as was my usual morning routine. I had been a silent observer to the conversation the preceding afternoon and  from the minute Jessie had offered us the use of his house I knew that Jack was  once again going to take me places I had always wanted to go but never had the chance to.

I did notice however that Jack had insisted I take along the dress I had worn on the train and I hoped that perhaps we might get an evening out at some secluded club and get to dance like we had in KC. We were on the road by noon after he milked my udders in the stantion and used a flyswatter on my milk swollen tits. He had no problem making me squeal and beg for mercy as the pumps surged at my tender nipples alternating strokes between my tits and my ass.

He let me cum on his hand insisting he was saving a solid load for later that morning. I meekly accepted his decree knowing all too well that this week was going to be a turning point in my relationship with Jack.

Much to my surprise we took the SLC to Omaha and we hadn’t been on the road ten minutes when Jack ordered me to unknot the front of my paisley blouse and free my breasts. I eagerly complied knowing that the dark tinted windows hid me from view. He then produced a pair of padded C type nipple clamps from the front console and ordered me to put them on. I bit my lower lip as he winked at me and I giggled knowing things were going to get interesting before we got to Omaha.

Unbeknown to my sub I had been in close contact with Jessie for several weeks picking up tips and taking his suggestions to heart, applying them to my training of my new slave. I had confided in him and his sub what I wanted for Melinda and what her needs were. They in turn had talked it over and suggested a week of hands on mentoring to prepare us both for the impending collaring/ring ceremony.

I had to admit that having known Jessie in a professional capacity along with his role as a Dom gave me a sense of his honesty and desire to help us both, even  if in the process he got to use Melinda. He had openly admitted he was eager to drink her tits dry then discipline them and I agreed to it on the provision that he do it under my supervision so she felt safe.

He had totally understood however he had informed me that his wife was eager to service me and wanted to do it as a solo role. This surprised me and yet I knew that Melinda would submit to it as my sub, knowing she bore my symbols of ownership. I looked over and watched a few moments as my slut tightened down the padded clamps at the base of her nipples after removing the barbell studs. She leaned back in the plush leather seat totally topless, her lush udders sticking out from her chest as the gold chain swayed between her creamy udders. I smiled and reaching into the console lifted out my surprise and handed it to her. She looked at it for several seconds then asked, “What’s this for?”

“Clip it to the thick edge of the sun visor.” I replied with a knowing grin. She lifted the heavy duty bull pup clamp to the top edge of the visor and with some effort managed to slip it into place. I reached into the console; took out the S hook and handed it to her. “Slip that through the hole in the clamp.” She obeyed then her eyes went wide as I said, “Now hook the chain over the hook.”

Leaning forward as much as the seatbelt allowed she complied then looked back over at me as I ordered, “Now sit back.”

Jack’s command sent a tremor through my body as I realized what was going to happen. By sitting back the slack in the chain vanished and my large heavy tits would be suspended from my chest. Every crack and irregularity in the pavement under the car would tug and jostle my breasts, making the clamps pull at my tender nipples!

I took a slow calming breath and slowly eased back feeling the tension increase with my movement. I watched my  double E’s lift upwards and the fire grew in my torso. I groaned and fisted my hands as we crossed a bridge and the road seam made my tits bounce on my chest. I panted looking up at the ceiling of the car as Jack’s hand gently hefted my left breast and he gave it a hard squeeze. He caressed both my trapped udders as I closed my eyes in an effort to cope with the growing anguish in my tits.

I knew that I could use my color code to ask for a time out but something inside me refused to do it, for some reason I had to show this man that I was capable of handling anything he wanted from me, no matter how much it hurt!

We turned onto the interstate and in doing so my breasts swayed across my chest making me whimper in agony and yet I maintained my composure and resolve to prove myself. I blinked my eyes in awed wonder as Jack ordered, “Big Tits, reach in the back seat and get the small cooler.”

I managed but it hurt like hell as I eased the nylon zippered case into my lap. Jack smiled at me and ordered, “Open the cooler and take out a piece of ice. Then rub it over your nipples and areoles.” I managed to nod and finding a sizeable piece brought it to my tormented flesh. The instant the frozen water came in contact with my left nipple I cried out in both shock and amazement as the orgasm exploded in my pussy without any warning.

I wreathed in my seat as the chain tugged at my flesh. I held the ice to my nipple and my cry filled the car as my body went bezerk. I panted loudly as my cunt pulsed and spasmed voraciously. I was totally lost in my own little world as Jack kept the luxury car cruising down the interstate as I shuddered and came like a whore in heat!

My poor brain was registering so many sensations that my ears rang and my vision blurred for a few seconds then it cleared as I moved the ice to my other breast and again I squealed in abject delight as my tortured dark nipple triggered a second wave of pleasure. I held the ice to my clamped flesh as the waves ripples through me and my hips jerked lewdly. Never in my life had I experienced anything like this and to think that Jack had me do it while traveling down a public highway was almost too much to comprehend.

I tossed the semi melted  ice out the window and rolled it back up then looking over at Jack I managed a weak smile as I begged, “Master Please, this slut must show her gratitude for this unexpected experience. Let me pleasure you in some way, please!”

Up ahead I spotted a rest stop and with a smile I flipped on the signal, oh she was going to show her gratitude alright, just wait and see I silently vowed. Due to the fact it was early in the week the traffic was fairly light and taking advantage of that I wheeled the German auto to the very back section of the rest area where people usually walked their pets. Turning the vehicle sideways so Melinda’s door was away from the rest of the buildings and surrounded with trees on the other three sides I stopped the car and shutting off the ignition I exited it to round the pewter colored vehicle.

Even as I opened her door I could see she was still riding in that heavy aftershock of having had such an intense orgasm. She looked up at me as I smiled and decreed, “Unhook the chain and get out.” Her eyes went wide but she complied, standing on her feet before me her body shielded from view by the wide car door. I reached down and clasping the heavy duty chain that hung between her breasts I used it to lift her pendulous lush E’s as she gasped and shivered before me.

She managed to keep her hands at her side even though I could tell she wanted to protest at this open abuse of her udders. I I could tell by the look in her eyes she was desperate to get my cock in her cunt but this week wasn’t about her needs. I glanced about and noticed that no one seemed to be paying any attention to us and with a smile I ordered, “On your knees bitch. Drain my balls with your mouth Big Tits!”

Jack’s declaration sent a rush of raw lust through me like a tidal wave. I knew that he would never place me in jeopardy and with a grin I complied. Squatting before him I grasped the armrest on the car and using it for balance I quickly ran down the zipper of his slacks. The chain in his hand tugged at my aching nipples as I eased his thick man tool free and plunged it into my mouth. I recalled so vividly the way I had felt walking across the dark parking lot at the train station wearing clamps on my nipples and a flood of raw need coursed through my body as I savored the maleness of his thick shaft in my mouth.

I moaned loudly tasting the pre-cum on the tip as I hollowed my cheeks and drew as much of him in as I could. The soft morning breeze wafted around the car door kissing my flesh as I eagerly serviced him craving this monster in my pussy but knowing that Jack enjoyed watching me labor over his shaft with my glossy red lips.

The state trooper’s cruiser rolled into the parking space a few hundred feet away without warning and I watched as the young man exited the vehicle and locking it strode into the building. I grinned knowing that Melinda had no idea just how risky this was becoming but I wasn’t going to panic, at least not yet. I knew she could scramble into the car and have her blouse on before the man could come over and investigate.

I also had to admit that I was really close to getting off and this was proving to be a most challenging position for me as a Dom. On one hand I had to protect my sub, but this was a chance to see if I had the brashness to try and bluff my way through this. I had to admit that Big Tits was proving to be quite proficient at her oral skills and it wasn’t going to be long now.

I somehow sensed that something was happening by the way Jack’s body tensed and yet I knew too that I was really getting off on this .All my submissive life I had wanted to do this with a man and Jack was actually allowing me the chance to pleasure him in broad daylight in a public setting, howbeit a very discreet way at best. I ignored the rigidity of his frame and increased my efforts moaning softly as I felt the chain tug at my nipples which in turn made my pussy ache with need.

I glanced back in time to see the trooper exit the structure and recross the lot to his waiting cruiser. He happened to glance in my direction and I waved at him politely then gave him that exasperated look one gives when waiting for a pet to take a dump. The trooper grinned and nodded in unspoken understanding then unlocked his car and slid in behind the wheel.

Even as it rolled away I grunted as I felt my balls let go and my hot jism erupted from the tip of my shaft into Big Tit’s eager sucking mouth. She swallowed down my load and licked me clean then eased away as I smiled down at her and ordered, “Lift your skirt up around your waist bitch.” Without any hesitation she grasped the edge of her denim miniskirt and obeyed then went wide-eyed when I ordered, “Now take a nice long piss for me just in case that trooper comes back to make sure my pet used the facilities.”

I stepped back and watched as she blushed a deep crimson then let her bladder void sending a stream of hot urine onto the concrete. I gave her a paper towel to clean with then she dropped it into the barrel a few feet away before I let her back in the car. I slid my keys into the ignition as she inquired anxiously, “Was there really a trooper here?”

I nodded and she giggled, “OMG, I am such a total slut, thank you Jack for this. You have no idea what this means to me to be allowed to experience this with you.”

Once on the edge of Omaha I used the on board navigation system to find the way to Jessie’s lavish home. We pulled up in the long driveway through thick trees that not only served as a windbreak but for privacy and parked the car by the open garage door. Even as I exited the car Jessie came out the door from the house and striding past his Hummer 3 he greeted me with a warm handshake. Trailing behind him on a leash was Maria wearing  her slave cuffs and collar.

I waved at the car and instantly Big Tits opened her door and brazenly walked across the sunlit drive to kneel beside me as Jessie openly inspected her bouncing swaying udders.  He welcomed us both and reaching out her unclipped the leash to Maria’s collar as he ordered, “You two sluts bring the luggage in while I fix us drinks.”

Maria quickly nodded and replied, “Yes Master” as I echoed her response to Jack. A push of a button tripped the trunk latch and we moved to comply. I lifted Jack’s case from the trunk and extended the handle then lifted my case before grabbing the black nylon case that held my portable breast pumps and bondage toys as Maria leaned over and whispered, “I hope you’re ready for some serious interaction. My master is eager to work on you girl.”

I paused and seeing the eager expression on her face grinned as I hissed, “You mean this isn’t just a business trip?” Maria grinned back and shook her head as I felt a shiver of anticipation course through me. It was quite obvious that I had once again underestimated this man that I had come to love. What delightful pleasures awaited me now I wondered?

                                                                        3-2

I trailed behind Jessie as he led the way through his upscale suburban home and noted with pleasure the various works of BDSM artwork he had framed on the walls. He smiled and informed me that it was actually his wife’s collection and I nodded in surprise as he quipped, “She has no shame whatsoever when it comes to the fact she likes being my slave. From the moment we met in California she never hid the fact she needed male domination. Have you spoken to Big Tits about this week?”

I grinned and shook my head, “Not exactly, I’m going to sit down with both of you and her so she understands what’s going on. However, I don’t think there will be any problems as long as we communicate and allow her the time to adjust to this new concept.”

Jessie agreed and pointing to a bar stool he took the opportunity to mix each of them a cold drink then sitting down across from him he took a sip then asked, “How is she going to react when you tell her I can touch and tease her?”

Jack chuckled and retorted, “Knowing her the hot little wench will be begging for permission to cum. I must admit that orgasm control has not been an intricate part of our relationship.  She is so responsive and eager to please that I usually allow it, unless she is being punished.”

Jessie nodded and informed him, “Our discipline chamber is in the basement in what at one time was a rather large storage room. It’s completely soundproof and it gets used three to four times a week for play time. Now please understand that Maria is not a total pain slut. I keep her punishment to a moderate level using a paddle and a heavy flogger. She can handle clamps and light weights from her nipples. She enjoys a sound paddling before sex but only if it’s drawn out over a period of about an hour.

Jack nodded in comprehension and asked, “How is she about breast discipline?” Jessie grinned and retorted, “That my friend is where she excels, she loves it. I can bind her big tits and use the flogger on her and she screams like a banshee but comes like a total whore.”

Jack smiled and retorted, “Big Tits has gotten to like a light riding crop on her udders after milking, says she feels so decadent.”

“I think it’s safe to say we have our work cut out for us this week. What say we give the girl’s some free time to get acquainted and we go check out the job-site. We can always call them and let them know we’re on our way back and to be ready for fun and games.” Jessie insisted.

I was unpacking our cases in the guest room when I heard Jack summon me from the living room. Dropping the sheer lace stockings on the bed I hurried to the sunlit living room where I knelt before him in my usual presentation position and keeping my head bowed waited for his instructions which were not long in coming.

“I am going to the club with Master Jessie, you will disrobe and unpack our bags then you are free to get acquainted with Maria. You may ask her any questions you may have about their house rules and I expect you to comply with them, understood?” I pondered his words very carefully realizing that they were quite vague in some aspects. However, I also knew that Jack was allowing me some latitude in order to ease me into this new social setting. I nodded and inquired, “May this slut pleasure you before you leave Master?”

I heard him chuckle as he replied, “You can service me when I return slut, or perhaps I’ll let you pleasure Master Jessie instead.”

I blushed knowing that Master Jessie was standing mere feet away and then with a sudden boldness I didn’t know I possessed I leaned forward touching my forehead to the floor and answered, “Whatever you command my Master. I live to serve you.” I remained in place until I heard the front door close behind the two men and lifting up saw Maria kneeling a few feet away with a huge grin on her face as she cupped her mouth and whispered, “OMG you should have seen the look on Jessie’s face when you said that. You are so going to get it later, trust me!”

I turned the Mercedes around and drove back down the driveway as Jessie tipped his head back and chuckled, “My God Jack that slut of yours is an eager bitch! You sure lucked out finding her.”

I nodded and turned onto the main street going east and retorted, “Yes I did and that’s why I need your help Jessie, I want to marry her.”

The older Dom nodded and replied, “I can see why and if we handle this properly you can pull this off without her suspecting a thing till the collaring ceremony. The club will be ready in about three weeks at this rate and we could have the private ceremony just before the grand opening. I am going to suggest that you limit the guests to this collaring to just those on the committee and their subs. We just happen to have a judge as a member that would probably perform the ceremony for you in exchange for getting to fuck your slut.

I glanced over at him and then back to the view out the windshield as I inquired, “How many people would that make?”

“Well if we use club staff for the servers and have an open bar during the reception we can keep it to about 14-16 people. But like I told you earlier your wench is going to be the focus of this whole ordeal and she is going to get a hell of a work out. What did you have in mind for her?” Jessie inquired. I started relating to him what I wanted for her and he nodded then made a couple of solid suggestions that made me smile. My slut had no idea what she was in for.

It had been a long time since I had skinny dipped in a pool and assured of our privacy I allowed myself the luxury of just enjoying the time I spent in the pool with Maria. We chatted and shared experiences about how we had met our Doms and in a matter of a couple of hours it felt as if I had known this stunning blond all my life. We shared so much in common and yet had differing levels of need when it came to discipline from our master’s

She had cautiously asked if I was bi and I had to confess to her that I had experimented with it in college and had discovered that even though I preferred men I could handle a woman if necessary. She had nodded and confessed that she was as well . Almost by mutual consent we climbed from the pool and seizing thick warm towels wrapped ourselves in them and she led me downstairs to the room she called the dungeon.

The only other play room I had ever seen before was ours back in the barn loft and I found this one to be both workable and yet not as spacious as ours. I openly inspected the cabinets and racks that held Jessie’s collection of pain implements as Maria showed me how he had designed the room to be both functional and yet without any wasted space.

Maria fell silent and I glanced over to see her watching me as I blushed and asked, “What’s on your mind Maria? I can tell that you’re dying to ask me something, go on.”

The woman blushed and asked, “From the day we met at the club I have wanted to ask you about your milking, but there was no opportunity to talk at length about it with you.”

I smiled at her leaning against the carpet covered wall and inquired, “What do you want to know?”

Perching her towel clad body on the bench she inquired, “How often do you do it and how much do you produce and does it feel erotic?”

I smiled at her openness and glancing about found a wall clock on the wall as I suggested; “Why don’t you come with me and I’ll let you see what it’s like. I usually pump my tits out about this time each day.”

The anticipation on her face was like a kid at Christmas and I grinned as I led the way back upstairs to the guest bedroom where I had placed the case holding the portable goat milking machine. Shedding the towel I laid it on the bed and opening the case removed the machine and its accessories’. Maria watched as I set everything out then looking up I asked her for two quart containers with lids that sealed up. She hurried away and I plugged in the vacuum lines to the pump then plugged it into the wall socket.

By the time she returned with the two glass jars I had everything ready and even had a folding chair positioned where she could observe. I positioned a jar close at hand then asking her to sit down I showed her the control box and told her how it functioned. She naturally had questions and I patiently enlightened her as to how I used the device.

I took a alcohol wipe and cleaned my nipples thoroughly telling her that I didn’t want the chlorine from the pool to make the milk taste bad. Then after I cleaned both of my dark brown thick nubbins and my puffy areoles I wiped down the soft transparent rubber cups and ran a trace of clear water based lubricant around the top edge of each cup explaining that in the morning Jack would usually suckle me dry.

I glanced up at her as she giggled and asked, “Is he into the adult infant scene?”

I shook my head and insisted, “Oh no, he’s the farmer and I’m his bovine. He can drink from me and breed me anytime he likes. He has always been my master, nothing less.” Maria nodded in understanding and watched as I turned on the machine after checking the settings. Taking both cups in hand I brought them to my engorged udders and felt the surge of the stimulating suction as they grasped my creamy jugs.

I held the cups in place for several long moments making sure they were sealed in place then lowered my hands as Maria stared in mute awe then gushed, “You mean they stay on?”

I smiled and nodded as the twin reservoirs started to slowly fill with my rich creamy essence. She watched the fluid flow from my udders and I sighed, “You have no idea how horny this makes me. Master Jack usually takes me when I’m being milked and I have the most wonderful orgasms!”

“How often do you do this a day?” she insisted eagerly.

I took a slow calming breath as I replied, “Oh about every eight hours or so, depends.”

“On what?” she insisted her eyes glittering.

“On how much punishment I have had before milking. The more punishment, the heavier my milk load it seems.”I answered her.

“So if you were disciplined for say two hours your milk gets greater?” she insisted.

I nodded and indicated the plastic containers that rested in the brackets on the pump unit, “As you can see I already have a couple of ounces of product already and I can go another five to ten minutes, wan’na see?” Maria nodded eagerly and I pointed to the bag, “Get the paddle out and start swatting my ass, not real hard mind you but just like a firm swat, okay?”

I stood and bending over the mattress placed my hands on it waiting as Maria positioned herself off to one side and drawing back she popped my pert butt with a nice solid swat that made my udders sway under me and I groaned, “Yes Mistress, spank my ass just like that, please?”

I sighed in delight as Maria again brought the paddle to my pert womanly backside as the pumps surged at my milk swollen udders. I moaned, “Two thank you Mistress, more if you please?” I kept a regimented count for Maria and by the time she reached thirty I called a time out and poured both containers into a jar and then reset the pump to finish me off.

My butt was a light pink now from the spanking and I knew all too well Jack was going to not just notice it but the fact that my breasts wouldn’t be as full and firm as well. Maria resumed her swatting of my pert ass as I again leaned over the bed and in mere moments the milk was once again running down the tubes into the catch cups. I felt the change when my breasts were empty and again called a time out which Maria gladly gave me as she watched me pour the blue/white liquid into the main jar almost filling it. Capping the lid I screwed it tight and asked her to place it in the fridge. She scampered away as I eased the cups from my glistening nipples and reached for the towel only to freeze as Maria protested, “No!”

I looked over at her and she blushed as she shyly asked, “I want a taste, please?” I nodded and pointed at the folding chair. The naked blond moved across the carpet her 34DD’s bouncing on her chest as she sat down. I moved behind the chair and suggested, “Would Mistress like to tip her head back so I may give you access to my big cow tits?”

Leaning back Maria looked up to discover my lush right breast swaying just above her and reaching up she grasped my tit and drew it down to her eager mouth. I had never had a woman suckle me before and I found it both different and yet arousing as she swirled her tongue around the  swollen areole and the way she latched onto my dark flesh like a leach.

Her mouth and teeth wrecked havoc on my breast as she plundered me with an eagerness that made me hungry for a hard cock in my pussy. Maria drained the last drops of nectar from both tits and then with glittering eyes she hissed: ”Is there some way I can try out that machine of yours?”

I grinned and nodded as I said, “Sure but we do it my way if we do this, okay?” Maria scrambled off the chair and meekly complied when I told her to perch her tanned body on the desk. She braced her arms behind her as she watched me switch out the cups for set of transparent cylinders which I sprayed with a lubricant. Turning I adjusted the settings and then turning on the machine I ordered, “Hold out those sweet tits girl and get ready to enjoy.”

                                                                                                                                                  

I watched Maria’s face as I eased the hissing tubes over her out thrust nipples and felt the powerful machine draw her golden flesh into the cylinders. She gasped loudly as the suction pulled her bright red nipple and wide coral hued areoles into the transparent tubes. I increased the suction till they stood out boldly from her milk bags before locking them tight. Then I removed the hoses and attached the larger cylinders to the hoses and turning again to her I eased them over her jutting udders. Her breast seated firmly and then I turned up the power. Once seated firmly against her rip cage the machine vacated the air and started to tug at her nipples and areoles making them swell up and distend even further into them. Her eyes gleamed with delight as she sighed, ”Oh damn that feels so incredible, I wish Jessie could see this. He would go nuts!”

I smiled and removed my hands letting the cylinders hang from her trapped tits as she whimpered, “Oh God!  Melinda, this is so fucking decadent, no wonder you like this!“ Her eyes were filled with raw lust as she begged, “Please there’s a strap on dildo in the dungeon in the first drawer by the door get it and fuck me, please? I’ll eat your pussy if you will.”

I was back in under a minute and standing before her I slid on the harness seating the stimulators astride my own clit then tightening it in place. I looked around for lube but Maria would have none of it as she pleaded, “Please ram that black monster in my pussy and make me cum, please!”

Moving between her obscenely spread thighs I lined up the thick black shaft and pushed it into her as she groaned, “Oh Jesus, that feels so damn good. Fuck me !”

I kept a close eye on her swelling nipples and areoles as I rammed into her tightness. Maria held onto the edge of the desk for dear life as the gleaming black shaft pounded ruthlessly into her. She bucked and trembled like a whore in heat. The cylinders bounced lewdly on her chest tugging at her generous tits as she panted and whimpered. I grasped the cylinders and slowly twisted them on opposing directions as she gasped and moaned, “Oh you bitch! That hurts so fucking good. It hurts and yet I like it!” she sobbed, “Oh God I wish Master was here to fuck my ass, oh I-I-I’m coming!!!!!!” Her shrill cry filled the room as she rode the black shaft and quivered shamelessly.

I kept ramming the dildo into her until she slumped back against the wall then shut down the pump and eased open the air valves. Her lube slicked breasts slid out of the tubes and hung from her chest like ripe fruit her nipples and areoles sticking out obscenely. Laying aside the cylinders I grinned as I reached out and lightly ran my index fingertips over her dusky nipples and her soft cry filled the room as she came again.

She grasped my shoulders and clung to me as her body convulsed in delight as she groaned, “You sadistic bitch! Oh my god, I have to have one of those machines!” I laughed and held her as her womanly body recovered.

I had to admit that the crew was doing an excellent job on the club. The floor plan was right on and I took my time checking out the details as Jessie gave me the tour. I was pleased that they had taken my concepts and put them into action creating a very unique and functional place to both socialize and play.

I worked my way down the main corridor of the top floor checking out the locations of floor drains and water accesses for the various types of rooms they had wanted when Jessie asked, “Have you seen the other room we added?”

I shook my head and insisted, “You added another play room?” He grinned and leading me back to the rear of the hallway he unlocked a steel door and reaching inside he flipped a switch. Stepping aside he asked me to come in and I did finding myself in what appeared to be a stone walled barn. Rows of what looked like cattle stalls lined each side and when I stepped up and peered into the nearest one I discovered that it had a milking stantion identical to the one I had back home.

Turning I gave Jessie a puzzled look and he quickly explained, “After we hired you to design the club we got to talking and found out that several of our members liked the idea of human cows. Not all want to milk their subs mind you but some do and others want to just secure them for breeding and discipline. I took the photos you sent me of your milking stantion and had the guy make us four just like it along with the goat milker’s to please the lactation gang.”

I grinned and retorted, “Gee I could bring Big Tits here and do a public milking demonstration for the club.”

Jessie nodded and retorted, “Indeed you could and then you could give out free samples to the observers too.”

I caught the gleam in the man’s eyes as I grinned and inquired, “Jessie do you want to drink Big Tits dry, if you do just say so. I’m not going to be pissed at you.”

The senior Dom chuckled and insisted, “I’m sorry Jack but every since I got that sample at our first meeting I have been working on Maria to try and get her started. I suckle her several times a day now and her nipples are longer and very tender. I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong.”

I smiled at him and patting him on the shoulder I retorted, “Good grief Jessie, after all the advise you have given me? All you have to do is ask and I’ll help all I can. First though we have to get your sub the proper herbal and medical things to help her produce. Your physician friend can be a big help. Let’s call him.”

Even as I spoke Jessie was scrolling down his index for the number and in a few short minutes Jessie hung up the phone with a shit eating grin on his face as he smirked, “Hot damn Jack! He called in a prescription and wants me to bring Maria in for a set of injections tomorrow morning! She can be producing by the end of next week! Now where do I order a set of those pumps you have?”

I chuckled and informed him, “Let’s go back to your place and I’ll show you on line where I got mine. Then if Big Tits hasn’t already pumped herself out you can drain her yourself!”

Jessie hit the autodial feature on his phone and in seconds he was chatting with Maria and I saw the disappointment on his face. However he chuckled as he hung up and declared, “Well your slave has already pumped out her big cow tits but she also introduced Maria to the pumps and my slave is begging me to get her a set, so all is not lost my friend.”

I smiled and inquired, “Would you consider placing my slut in bondage and flogging her big tits as a consolation prize till later when she’s full again?”

Jessie walked towards the parking lot and quipped, “Sure, as long as I can screw her brains out too.” I laughed and slapped him on the back as I insisted, “Well duh, she’ll be begging for that, trust me!”

Maria closed her phone and smiled at me as she gushed, “They are on their way, we better shower quick and redo our make up or there will be hell to pay!” I nodded and all but sprinted for the adjoining bathroom as the slender busty blond headed out the open bedroom door for the master bathroom down the hall. I quickly showered and dried off before grabbing my makeup case from the bed and going to work making myself up knowing there was an excellent chance I was going to be servicing Jessie in very short order.

I glanced at the clock and quickly grabbed my case and closed it before placing it under the edge of the bed and flipping open the black nylon toy case slid the black nylon slave cuffs about my trim ankles and slender wrists. I was locking the black plastic clip on my slave collar when I heard Maria squeal, “They’re here!”

We both sprinted for the living room to kneel beside each other in the prescribed “presentation” position as we heard footsteps on the porch.

I fought down the butterflies that swarmed in my stomach as the door opened and the two men entered. Jack would only have to heft my udders in his hands to know I had drained them and the bright pink blush to my buttocks would tell him I had been soundly paddled.

They closed the door behind them and Jessie chuckled, “Well damn Jack look here. We have two beautiful naked women here waiting for us! Now what shall we do with them?”  I waited as Jack walked around both our motionless figures and reaching over my shoulder he hefted my left udder in his hand before declaring, “Well this cow has already drained her udders  Jessie, so I guess you’ll have to settle for punishing her big tits instead.”

A shiver coursed through me as I accepted the fact that I was to be disciplined by another Dom as Jessie replied, “Well that could be most interesting, however since I’m not familiar with the way you do that could I suggest that you observe and coach me through it?”

Jack smiled back at him and retorted, “Oh Big Tits can explain how she likes it done using the basic four color codes. Remember them?”

Jessie grinned nodding as he  responded; “We use that code also, so Tit Slut can serve you while I give Big Tits her just dues.” 

Jack reached down and cupping my chin he lifted my head to meet his gaze as he spoke firmly, “Big Tits you will obey Master Jessie as you would me, But remember your ass hole is my exclusive domain, You will tell him your “safe word” and your limits before he begins your punishment.”

A tremor of mixed emotion coursed through me as I looked forward to this new experience. I knew Jack would be mere feet away but I was going to be used by another man and I could hardly wait!

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There was little doubt in my mind that I was in for a very different evening with Maria and out of respect for Jessie I waited until he had secured Big Tit’s wrists behind her. Attaching a leash to her collar he led her to the basement before I took a seat in the living room and summoned the busty blond. She eagerly crawled on her hands and knees across the plush carpet and knelt before me taking the standard presentation pose that her master had taught her.

I spoke gently, wanting to establish a bond of trust between us before I started using her. “Your master informs me that you have been looking forward to this Tit Slut and from what he has told me I gather that you aren’t into pain as much as Big Tits?”

Keeping her head bowed Maria answered, “I saw the way you interacted with Big Tits and was curious about how intensely you disciplined her when she is lactating Sir. Also my breasts are quite sensitive due to my master’s efforts to induce my own lactation now that he has sampled Big Tits milk. However I am quite familiar with the four color code used by most Doms and look forward to servicing you.”

I nodded accepting her evaluation as I inquired, “Do you have any limits?”

She nodded and replied, “A few sir; I don’t handle Scat or sex with animals at all or cutting. However I do rather enjoy suspension and weights to my nipples and breasts as well as pussy floggings as long as they are light. Master has not used a whip or a riding crop on me yet.”

“So anything up to a medium flogger and a heavy paddle are acceptable?”  I asked eagerly.

Maria nodded and interjected, “Yes Sir and I like very tight bondage as well, I am very limber and bend easily.”

“How about anal?” I asked cautiously.

She blushed and confessed, “I love anal; especially in bondage but I would ask that you wear a condom. That way I can lick you clean afterwards.”

I meekly followed Jessie down the carpeted stairs to the cool basement turning at the foot to move down the hallway towards the waiting dungeon. My pulse was racing in my breast as I wondered for a moment what Jack was doing with Maria. Then I silently rebuked myself as I remembered that he was my master. I was his property and I had no right to even think such things. I was here to obey Jessie and what transpired upstairs was not my concern!

We stepped through the open door and Jessie paused looking about as he quipped, “Well it looks like you got the full tour Big Tits, ready for some discipline to those magnificent big cow tits?”

I kept my head bowed as I answered, “I am here to serve you Sir. Use me as you wish.” Jessie led me to the center of the room under a small yet powerful power hoist that was bolted to the floor joists over head and grabbing a remote lowered the hook down to waist height. I waited in mute silence as I watched him cross the room and opening a cabinet he removed several coils of coarse hemp rope then with a sadistic smile he returned to stand before me.

His hands quickly and expertly uncoiled the half-inch line and doubling it slid the looped end through the ring on the front of my slave collar then threaded the ends back through the loop locking it in place. It didn’t take me but a few moments to figure out what was forthcoming. Taking one section he started wrapping each breast with coils snug against my rib cage making my generous E’s to stand out obscenely from my chest.

The coarse hemp dug into my tender sensitive udders scratching and abrading my flesh as they tightened with each turn. Jessie wrapped half a dozen coils around each of my udders before tying them off behind my back. I tried to maintain my composure but failed miserably moaning as my nipples and puffy areoles started to swell under the pressure.

                                            

Even as I panted feeling the anticipation growing in my belly at what I knew had to be coming I was both surprised and pleased when he paused and took the time to torment my jutting udders and nipples. His skilled fingers grasped my nipples and slowly twisted them tugging at them harshly sending waves of delightful pain through my torso as he watched me.

I kept me head bowed as I whispered, “Green light Sir.”He chuckled and pinched my nipples harder tugging at them as I whimpered, “Oh yes Sir thank you for punishing my big cow tits.”

“Jack told me you were a true pain slut, let’s find out just how much you can handle shall we?”

I nodded and watched as the man walked away to the cabinet. He reached inside and seconds later turned showing me what he had in his hands. My eyes went wide in stunned awe as my mind went into overdrive at the prospect of this!

Tit Slut meekly followed me down the open staircase to the basement where Big Tits and Master Jessie had traversed only minutes before. I held her leash in my hand as her heel clad feet trailed behind me. I turned following the sounds of female suffering recognizing my sub’s moans of anguish at Jessie’s hands.

I stepped through the door and froze catching the sight before me. My beautiful slave was standing in the center of the room her legs shoulder width apart secured to eyebolts in the floor. Her lush generous E’s were bound in coils of coarse hemp rope that made them stand out from her chest like twin light pink cantaloupes. Her hands were bound palms together with a second strap about her arms just above her elbows, forcing her generous tits to stand out even more as Jessie approached her helpless for carrying a set of ordinary wood and stainless steel mouse traps!

Catching sight of me he spoke, “Had an idea, what do you think?” I looked at the traps and smiled as I asked, “Just applying them or going to trap her nipples?”

“Oh definitely trap them, she deserves the full affect. Doing it too frequently might damage her but not just once in a while, right?” Jessie inquired. I nodded taking one trap in hand to examine it. The trap was slightly modified with a metal picture frame bracket secured to the leading edge of the base where the heavy-duty spring would force the victim’s flesh to be compressed against the dull metal teeth. I smiled and nodded then looked at my slave just in time to see her blush and lick her lips in anticipation.

Hearing Jack give permission to use my nipples to spring the traps sent a silent shockwave through my body. The pain would be excruciating and yet for some strange reason I suddenly found myself not just curious about it but I craved it. I wanted to see how I looked wearing those traps! Lifting my head I quickly gasped, “Master Jack a time out, please?”

There was open disappointment in his eyes and I quickly explained, “Master I brought my mini- cam with me, it’s in my suitcase. Please would you record this so I may view it later, please?”

His momentary disapproval changed to sincere delight as he smiled. Reaching back he freed Maria’s hands as he decreed, “Tit Slut, go fetch the camera and bring it here, quickly!”

I blushed as Jack crossed the room, boldly he cupped my chin in his hand and lifting my face to meet his eyes he decreed, “You have pleased me well wench. But next time ask permission from Master Jessie to address me, understand?”

I blushed again and quickly apologized, “Please forgive this shameless whore Master Jessie, I meant no disrespect; this is my first encounter with another Dom.”

Jessie smiled and replied, “None taken Big Tits. I think we should record this entire week and keep copies for each of the couples. In all the excitement I forgot about it and that would be a shame to not record your first nipple trapping!”

I bit my lower lip seeing the glint in his eyes knowing he was openly flirting with me and yet knew that I was actually looking forward to this.

I watched as Jessie set up his own video camera and focused it in on Melinda’s helpless form. There was a sound in the doorway and Maria appeared carrying the mini cam as she explained, “I had trouble finding it, she had it packed in a side compartment!”

Jessie grinned and retorted,“ Now that is going to cost you Tit Slut.” Looking at me he suggested, “She hates having her tits bound in rope Jack. I think she should look like Big Tits!”

I grinned and taking the cam from the naked blonde I cupped her right breast in my hand squeezing it hard as she gasped and trembled under my touch. She bowed her head in submission and I pinched her dark red nipple tugging at it as she whimpered in discomfort. I turned on the cam focusing in on my slave’s jutting cow tits as Jessie took a set of needle nosed pliers in hand and after setting both traps picked one up by the safe end.

I watched Melinda’s body go tense as he approached her helpless form and lower the trap under her swollen thick dark nipple. He teased it with the edge of the trap as she trembled in anticipation but remained motionless knowing any unwarranted movement could set it off. Jessie eased the trip pad closer then lifted the trap bringing the pad against the underside.

“SNICK !” I caught only the blur of the wire bar through the view screen as it closed and then a shrill cry of anguish filled the room. Big Tit’s breasts heaved on her chest the rope holding them out as her cry of agony echoed off the walls. I smiled knowing I would be able to go back and watch this action in slow motion and see her uninhibited response again in greater detail any time I desired.

The wire rectangle slammed into my tender areole like a set of angry jaws sending a wave of sheer agony through my torso. Without even looking I knew that there would a bruise on my breast as mute evidence that I had been “Trapped”, not that I was ashamed of the marks I took for my master’s pleasure, it was more a badge of courage to me.

Jessie gently caressed by now trapped udder and bending down he ran his tongue across the nipple as I shuddered and groaned in newly discovered need. I was all too aware of the gleam in Jack’s eyes watching my distress as he recorded my ordeal as Maria knelt beside his stool enjoying the show. I felt a sense of satisfaction as Jack openly fondled the tanned blonde’s tits and pinched her nipples making her squirm in anticipation of what he had in store for her.

I saw Jessie pick up the second trap and I whispered, “Green Light Sir.”

The man replied, “Green light wench.” I felt the edge of the trap graze my other nipple and then the chill of the metal pad against my nipple. Again there was the loud; ”SNICKK !” My head came up fast as my pussy clenched and even as my scream filled the room I came, my knees started to buckle as tears all but exploded from my eyes.

A rush of concern erupted in me for a few seconds then I caught the expression in her eyes as she swayed there and knew she was totally lost in the whirlpool of her own orgasm. Jessie grasped her slender waist holding her up until she regained her equilibrium, his eyes wide in awed wonder as I explained, “She’s getting off on the pain Jessie. If she was hurt she would call a red light, believe me.”

He turned his head and declared, “I have heard of women able to get off on just breast and nipple play, but nothing like this!” I kept the video recorder running as my big breasted slut worked her way through her first of many orgasms then she pleaded, “Blue light Master. I need water, please?”

Jessie opened a small fridge and removing a bottle of water knelt beside her and held it to her mouth as she drank then eased away as Jessie examined her trap adorned udders. His voice was filled with concern as he asked, “Are you damaged wench?”

Big Tits managed a small smile as she shook her head and insisted, “I’ll be marked for a few days, but that’s alright.” With Jessie’s help she drank some more then licking her lips she asked, “How may this whore please you Sir?”

Jessie looked at me and I nodded my approval then he stepped before her and pulling her to her feet he raised the hoist till she was forced to bend forward at the waist until her head was positioned at his groin. The man reached down and ran down the zipper of his slacks. I smiled knowing that at last Jessie was about to get the head job of a lifetime. His hand took a handful of her hair and pulling her head back he ordered, “Those traps stay on till you swallow my come Bitch, understand?”

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Big Tits eyes gleamed in delight as she answered, “Yes Master Jessie.”  Shutting off the camera I set it on the counter and turned my attention on the kneeling blond slut that waited me.

Looking down at Maria I smiled and spoke, “Undress me slut!” The blonds’ eyes glittered with anticipation as she reached up and worked the buttons on my polo shirt. She worked quickly and efficiently removing my clothes leaving my dark red silk boxers for last. Even as she eased them down I saw the awe and delight in her eyes as she swallowed hard catching a glimpse of my semi hard man meat.

She eased my boxers free and tossed then atop the other clothes then looked up at me her eyes asking unspoken permission to confirm what she saw. I grinned nodding and felt her slender fingers grasp my rapidly hardening shaft as she licked her lips in anticipation. I let her stroke my shaft a few times then ordered her to stand and place her hands behind her head.

She instantly complied and I turned to find another coiled section of rope in the cabinet. I took my time wrapping her lush tanned breasts in coils of snug rope tying them off behind her back as she groaned and whimpered in growing discomfort. Turning I indicated the thick pad that lay on the floor in the far corner of the room. Dropping to her knees she crawled across the floor and meekly lay on her back with her tanned legs spread invitingly wide as I moved to join her.

She watched almost hypnotized by my bouncing shaft as I moved to tower over her then dropped to my knees astride her head my thick man tool curving up my belly, the tip about an inch from my navel. I smiled down at her and she blushed as she begged, “Oh God Sir let me suck that monster. I want that in my pussy, please?”

I wagged a finger at her and retorted, “Oh no wench you earn this cock.”

She bit her lower lip, her eyes wide as she pleaded, “How, tell me how! Please?”

I smiled and decreed;”First you worship it, then you suck it and if you do a good job? Then perhaps I’ll ream out your pussy as you wear clamps and weights.”

She bit her lower lip and the glitter in her eyes told me that she didn’t care what it took. She wanted that hard ivory scepter in her tight shaved twat. Lifting her hands she used her heels to ease between my knees boldly reaching up to guide my thickness into her eager mouth. She brought my cock down letting her tongue lick the full length as she kissed and savored the texture and taste of my rigid manhood. She licked and kissed my tight scrotum, gently sucking my balls into her ruby red mouth then after licking and kissing every inch of me she arched her head back and pursing her lips pushed my hard man root into her hot oral cavity.                                   

I had to admit that given the girth and length of my shaft this voluptuous blond was going all out to prove she was as skilled and talented as Big Tits in pleasing a man. She held nothing back as she took as much of my glistening shaft into her eager mouth as she moaned and swallowed me down. I reached down and grasping her swollen dusky nipples stretched her tits upwards as she moaned around my thickness and increased her efforts. I heard Jessie groan, “Oh my God, this bitch is like a fucking Hoover vacuum! She’s got me ready to explode already!”

I felt a deep sense of acute satisfaction hearing Jessie’s declaration, I prided myself on my ability to get a man off with my mouth in record time and the growing anguish in my breasts from the mouse traps only compounded my motivation because I craved a hard cock in my cunt and Jessie’s was just what I wanted at that moment. His hands held my head in place as he thrust deep into my mouth my cheeks hollowing as I sucked voraciously on his thick prong. I knew too that later I would have to ask Maria how she liked getting my Masters sizeable shaft in her tight pussy.

I felt his hard shaft throb in my mouth and tightened my oral grasp of his shaft fully expecting him to flood my mouth momentarily only to whimper in disbelief when he pushed me away and in a surprise move he was behind me in mere seconds guiding his hard tool between my ring adorned outer labia.

I cried out in a mixture of delight and discomfort as his glistening man root lanced deep into my lower passage forcing my body forward against the tight cable that held my wrists up behind my back. His strong powerful hands held me in place as he again rammed his hard man meat into my tightness as I gasped and pleaded, “Green Light Sir, green light!”

I chuckled, hearing my big titted slut begging for more as Jessie cast all similitude of gentleness aside and reaching under her tugged the traps from her aching throbbing breasts. Big Tit’s screamed in anguish as the dull metal teeth scraped across her tender areoles and nipples before they fell to the floor. Jessie’s powerful hands gripped her trapped udders pulling her back on his thick man meat. My balls were aching by this time and I eased away from Maria’s skilled mouth as she whimpered and tried to cling to me only to realize that it would only bring her pain if she persisted.

The blond quickly scrambled to her knees before me her eyes filled with intense lust as she begged,” Please Master Jack, Take me, I need your big cock in my holes! Please let me pleasure you!”

I grabbed her by her thick wavy hair and pushed her away as I growled, “On your face bitch, you deserve to be fucked like a dog!” In mere seconds the woman was in position her head resting on the pad, her ass high in the air waiting as I lined up my cock with her pouting cunt lips. I spared her no mercy engaging the thick dark crown of my hard scepter between her spread labia and with one savage lunge drove my glistening shaft full length into her incredible tightness.

Her shrill cry filled the room as Jessie smiled at me and pumped his arm in the air signaling me I had his blessing to fuck her brains out. I grasped her bound tits in my hands and holding them firmly I drove into her again and again as she sobbed and panted like a whore. Her voice caught me by surprise as she declared, “Oh Big Tit’s you should be ashamed of yourself keeping his stallion all to yourself! I hope Master Jessie beats your tits raw for hiding Master Jack away from the rest of the subs!” Turning her head she begged, “Please Sir may this shameless cunt come, please, please?”

I looked at Jessie and he winked telling me it was my call and I was still relishing in the woman’s praise as I agreed. Seconds later Tit Slut started shaking and quivering in my grasp as she screamed, “COOOOMMMMMMINGGGGGGG!” I held her tightly pistoning my hard man meat into her as she squealed and gave herself over to the intense pleasure that ravaged her tanned body as I heard Melinda beg for permission as well. Jessie was generous as I had been as he unloaded in her tightness filling her with his hot tart spunk.

To her credit Big Tits did me proud retaining her self-control enough to ease away and turning she took Jessie’s still hard cock in her mouth and eagerly licked him clean as Maria caught her breath then she too in turn cleaned my shaft. I took a seat on a high stool as Jessie leaned back against the wall and looking down at the two women he declared, “Oh my god these two whores are incredible! I think a night out at the club is in order.”

I looked at him as he freed Big Tit’s wrists and started unbuckling the straps as I asked, “What club?”

Maria smiled and retorted,” There is a local dinner club that allows us to use the top floor for a private social meeting place that most of the D/s people go to. It’s rather small and crowded, but we can get a private room if we want and have a fun evening if we are discreet.” The look on Big Tit’s face said it all, she was all but begging me with her eyes, we were going out.

I waited as Melinda finished applying her makeup and then clipped the two front panels of her party frock together giving her a similitude of modesty even though I could clearly tell she didn’t care on bit who saw her lush udders. I slid on my sports coat after picking up a set of nipple clamps and her egg. I was going to see just how far I could push her tonight with Jessie.

We took the back seat in Jessie’s Hummer and set off across town as I tried to keep my eyes off Maria’s generous tits that were all but falling out of the bodice of her tight little black dress. She gave us a quick but thorough run down as to the rules informing us that tonight was the regular weekly social meet for the local BDSM club. We had the entire second floor of the building along with a bar and snacks. However no sexual intercourse was allowed in the main lounge area and there were only four rather small rooms for “ Light play.”

She informed me that since we were new to the club that access to the play rooms might pose a challenge without an invitation from a regular member. However Jessie just smiled and insisted that tonight he just wanted us to get used to being around others in the lifestyle. We parked in a well lit parking lot across from a rather modest dinner club and holding Melinda’s hand we trailed behind Jessie and Maria to a side door where Jessie slid a code card through a scanner and then opened the door. There a set of steps led the way upwards to a large landing where a muscular man stood guarding the entrance.

Jessie introduced me to the man and told him I was the designer of the new club and the man’s face warmed immediately as he tore his eyes from Big Tit’s generous cleavage and welcomed me. He opened the door and let us into a large sedately lit lounge area filled with tables and cozy nooks built into the walls for seating. Jessie immediately led us to a cozy candle lit nook off the main floor where we had a good deal of privacy and yet could view the room discreetly.

I slid into the curved seat and waited as Jack sat down next to me and held out his hand. I blushed knowing what he wanted and I unclipped the gold handcuffs from the front of my dress and returned them to him. Even as I leaned forward my dress gapped open and my lush creamy tits cascaded forward all but falling out of my dress. Jessie grinned at me and quipped, “Shall we send the girls for drinks?”

I swallowed hard knowing all too well that by the time we got back my areoles and nipples could be exposed and begging for attention. Jack gave me a piercing look and I knew right then that he was going to test me. I bowed my head and whispered, “What may this slut get you to drink Master?” He told me and also said I could have a glass of white wine if I desired and I blushed expressing my thanks for his generosity.

Maria and I slid out of the booth and made our way across the dimly lit area to the bar where a young man was working. He smiled warmly at us and took our orders then with a good deal of flair and showmanship proceeded to make our drinks. I bit my lip keeping my eyes off of the mirror that ran along the wall behind the bar knowing that Jack was watching me. I brazenly leaned over the glittering bar and let my breasts fall forward letting the men sitting there get a good look at them as the young man worked.

Jessie chuckled and informed me, “Jack that slut of yours is a total whore, she’s all but showing everything up there and relishing in every minute of it. I hope that rubs off on Maria, that slut of mine needs to loosen up a bit.”

I watched in the mirror as Big Tits let a flash of nipple out then replied, “Have you ever told Maria that you want her to show off her body for you?”

Jessie thought for a minute then admitted, “Not flat out but I do hint at it quite often, why?”

“Well we kept things very discreet until she moved in with me then I started easing her out of her shell by making her go around the farm nude, mostly at night at first then for brief periods in daylight. Now she goes about all the time wearing just what I let her.” I informed him.

Jessie nodded and replied, “Well we can get away with that at home but out in public she feels that with my position in the community we need to be far too discreet in my opinion.”

I nodded in comprehension and took a chance, “Perhaps we need to swap subs this evening and see if I can get Maria to loosen up a bit? You say we can’t have any intercourse out here, but what about fondling and bare skin?”

“Oh teasing and fondling are no problem as long as there’s no penetration.” Jessie insisted.

“So I could have Maria using a dildo on herself or have her openly displaying clamps?”  I asked.

“Sure, I have seen Doms paddle their naked subs here in the lounge and even offer them to other Doms for punishment. But that has to happen in one of the play rooms.” The man replied with a grin.

I glanced across the floor where Tit Slut and Big Tits were waiting and whispered, “Okay, I want you to play along with me and let’s see what happens.”

I picked up the two drinks from the bar and turning I strode back across the polished dance floor well aware that my generous udders were all but falling out of my dress. Maria was trailing behind me and I knew that before the evening was out I would no doubt be letting Jessie drain my rapidly filling udders.

He was definatly different from Jack in some respects and yet I was learning that he could be trusted to remain within the bounds of my limits and yet enjoyed pushing me out of my comfort zone. Jack was making sure that I was comfortable with it and yet was allowing me the chance to experience things that up till now I had only fantasized about.

The initial twinges of jealousy I had felt seeing Jack plunder Maria’s slender yet busty body was gone now. I had accepted the fact that Jack was my master and I belonged to him in every way and the blonde was just a part of the lifestyle. He might use her and discipline her but he was my Dom and we had a connection that was deeper than mere sex play. Setting down the drink before him I smiled and set mine down as he looked up at me and spoke, “Big Tits, slide the straps off your shoulders and let me see your big udders.”

I blushed at his boldness, but obeyed letting the teal blue satin glide to my waist. His hands came up and he hefted my now exposed creamy E’s in his hands as he asked, “Are you getting full?”

I smiled and replied, “Yes Master, quite full.”

He smiled and reaching in his pocket he withdrew the silver padded C type clamps and held them out as he insisted, “We can’t have you leaking all over the place. Put these on and sit by Master Jessie. I have given him permission to use you for the evening.”

I swallowed hard knowing that everyone in the room could see and hear what he had said and yet I felt no shame or even humiliation at his commands. I took the clamps from him and turning to Jessie asked, “Master Jessie, would you assist this slut in clamping her nipples?” The gleam in his eyes told me he was eager to help and I leaned forward cupping my generous creamy udders in my hands.

Maria  set the two drinks down she held and watched in mute awe as Jessie slid the clamps over Melinda’s dark swollen nipples and tightened them down until her eyes went wide with the discomfort then he eased off a quarter turn. Tugging on the silver chain he stretched out my slave’s tits then smiled as he declared, “Tit Slut, you are to obey Master Jack’s commands this evening and do as he orders, understand?”

The busty blonde licked her lips and meekly nodded as she looked over at me and waited for my orders. I smiled at her and asked, “So tell me Tit Slut, what are you wearing under that dress?”

The blond blushed and replied, “A red garter-belt, stockings, and four inch heels Sir.”

I nodded and ordered, “Show me.” Her fingers were trembling as she grasped the hem of her skirt and started to slide it up as I held out my hand and spoke, “No Tit Slut, take it off and give me the dress.”

Her eyes went wide as she looked about then at Jessie as I insisted, “Would you rather I strip you and tie you to the table then invite any man that wants to fondle you?”

She shook her head quickly as I calmly informed her, “Maria, you have a magnificent body. One that should not be hidden from your master’s view, you must learn that your body is his to display as he desires. Now loose the dress!”

In mere moments the black silk was pooled about her trim ankles as she blushed and then I waited as she squatted down and handed it to me. I let her stand there for an entire minute as other patrons walked by openly admiring the two busty women. Big Tits eased her form into Jessie’s lap after they slid the table out and I watched as the man’s powerful hands played with her big creamy udders as she whimpered in open delight.

I pointed to the open space before me and without hesitation the busty blond knelt her hands reaching for my zipper. I slapped her hands away and she met my gaze in shame realizing her mistake. Bowing her head she waited as I spoke, “Tit Slut for shame, you know better than that! Now you must be punished for being so bold!”

“Yes Master Jack,” she whimpered in trepidation. I stood and pointed to the table, “lean over the table and grab the far edge.” I set the drinks on the wide ledge behind the booth as she moved into the prescribed position. Then without warning brought the open palm of my hand to her pert ass with a solid “SMACK!”.

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Maria’s audible whimpers brought the room to a standstill as the other members of the club observed her  rather impromptu  discipline session. The blonde’s lush tits swayed under her as the blow landed on her pert backside with a resounding, “SMACK!” I never hesitated as I delivered a dozen solid strokes to her pert round bottom as she silently bit her lip and groaned in abject humiliation at being so openly displayed. After delivering the last stroke I grabbed her by her hair and pulling her up coldly spoke, “Remember your place next time wench!”

I turned to sit down as spontaneous applause erupted from around the room. Maria remained in place her slender body trembling in total shame and humiliation as tears streamed down her cheeks. I took a sip of my drink and looked over at Jessie to see him wink at me while giving me a hidden” thumbs up” from behind Big Tits. I snapped my fingers and spoke, “Over here on your knees wench!” The blond all but leaped into position as she knelt before me and waited with her head bowed in total submission.

Reaching down I caressed her hair and spoke gently, “Now we’re not going to have any more trouble this evening are we?”

She shook her head and whispered, “No Master Jack, forgive me, please?”

I smiled and replied, “All is forgiven Tit Slut; now straddle my lap facing me.”

She sighed,” Yes Sir.” and quickly stood to kneel astride my hips facing me.

Reaching over I picked up my drink and said, “I’m thirsty wench. I want you to dip your nipples in this and beg me to suck it from them.”

I was almost envious of Tit Slut as she gripped the edge of the table and groaned under Jack’s powerful strokes. However for some reason I knew that there was an unspoken purpose for my master’s firm handling of what was usually a minor infraction of the rules. Not that I cared so much, it was rather difficult to focus on the silent communication that was going on between Jack and Jessie with the latter teasing and tormenting my swollen trapped nipples.

I glanced around and noticed that there were several other couples similarly involved and felt a sense of both relief and delight knowing that this was a safe environment to let down my inhibitions. I watched as Maria took Jacks highball glass in hand and dipping her deep red nipple into the amber liquid brought it to his mouth. I smiled remembering the first time Jack had used his magnificent cock to slack my thirst and wondered if Tit Slut would get the chance to sample that as well.

The unexpected sounding of a bell caught my attention and  a male voice got everyone’s attention as a male Dom addressed the room, “In room two there is a female bound over the horse, she’s blindfolded. It’s her birthday and anyone who desires to use her and beat her ass is welcome to do so. The clamps and weights on her tits must remain in place until I remove them. Thank you.”

I blushed as Jessie lifted me from his lap and informed Jack, “Hey I know that bitch, and she has a sweet body, want a free fuck?”

I sucked the single malt scotch from Tit Slut’s left nipple and pondered Jessie’s offer. I secretly liked the idea but wasn’t sure how Melinda would react if I did. I glanced over at her and she quickly winked at me and nodded as I grinned and giving Maria’s lush nipple one last swipe with my tongue retorted, “Yeah let’s take these sluts back and let them watch.”

Maria eased from my lap and taking her by the hand led her behind Jessie and Big Tits as we moved to the door accessing the back rooms. I fully expected there to be a line waiting but there wasn’t and when I followed my slave through the door I saw why.

The room was a fully stocked discipline chamber complete with several pieces of bondage furniture. The stunning red head bound to the horse wore only black lace stockings and five inch heels. Her ankles and wrists were adorned with black leather slave cuffs and her collar was clipped to a ring on the top of the horse. I was fascinated by the design of the implement and letting go of Tit Slut’s hand I knelt to get a better view of her unique bondage.

It was quite obvious that the woman was not in the least bit concerned for her well being as she lay over the horse strapped securely into place. Her plump breasts, probably a solid C cup hung down through cut outs on the leather padded surface. Each of her deep red nipples were pierced with a heavy duty angiocatheter needle and suspended from each of these were  sections of heavy-duty aluminum chain that was connected to three weights that had to weigh several ounces each. The result was that her beautiful breasts were stretched towards the floor into cones of tormented tit flesh. I was unable to resist and taking a single finger I tapped each of the suspended weights. I smiled watching her tits change shape with the movement as the woman groaned and begged, “Oh please Fuck me, please I need to cum!”

I turned to Jessie and saw the man moving behind her unzipping his trousers as Big Tits watched in abject awe and delight. She remained silent as I moved in front of the sightless woman and unzipping my slacks eased my hard man root out. There was open envy on Maria’s face as I lifted the woman’s head and thrust my cock into her waiting mouth as Jessie drove his cock into the helpless woman’s body.

Even as she moaned around my shaft the two women knelt beside the table and with sadistic smiles started to tap the suspended weights making them sway back and forth as the woman squealed. I gave Jessie a high five as we double teamed the poor slut filling the room with the scent of aroused female. The bound redhead started to tremble and in mere moments she came, her mouth tightening about my shaft as she tried to draw my hot seed from my balls.

I eased away and reaching down grabbed Tit Slut by the hair. She instantly turned her attention to me and with a giggle reached for my glistening shaft. I let her take it in and started to fuck her face without reservation as Big Tits continued to torment the helpless woman’s tits. Jessie grinned as the woman came a second time then he eased his cock free and stepping away he ordered Big Tits to lick him clean.

I held the busty blond firmly in my grasp as I filled her sweet mouth with my essence and she swallowed it down with relish then licked me clean as well. In a few moments we were all tucked away and opening the door found another couple waiting to take up where we left off.

I had to admit that seeing the bound redhead suffering so openly for her master’s pleasure had made me shiver with need. My breasts were starting to ache with my abundance of nectar and once we were seated back in the booth I spoke, “Master Jessie, a time out if you please?”

The man’s eyes gleamed as he asked, “What is it wench?”

I kept my head lowered as I asked, “Would it be improper to have you drain my udders here in the lounge?”

I felt his hands cup my clamped E’s as he answered, “Not at all Big Tits. Are you full?”

I nodded eagerly as I heard Jack inform him, “Well Jessie milk that big cow for me and don’t be gentle either.” A shiver coursed through my form as I heard Jessie order me astride his lap and with unfeigned eagerness I complied.

My dark nipples were throbbing and aching with the pressure from my swollen glands and I knew that there was no way I could remain discreet when Jessie removed the clamps. On the other hand I knew that I desperately wanted this. I had to prove to Jack that no matter what he required of me I would obey, even if it cost me some humiliation. I had no idea what Tit Slut was doing with Jack as I held my clamped udders out to Jessie.

   I bit my lower lip knowing that Jessie had been looking forward to this for a long time and I felt a great sense of satisfaction knowing he and Maria were working on becoming a breeder and human cow team as Jack and I were. I held my lush udders in my hands and waited as Jessie gently kissed each of my trapped nipples in turn as I gasped and quivered with anticipation. I licked my lips as his skilled fingers unscrewed the clamp on my left nipple and felt the acute anguish as the feeling returned to it. I loudly whimpered not caring who might be watching as the clamp fell away and Jessie brought his hungry lips to my milk swollen udder.

It was quite obvious that Jessie was taking my masters advice as his mouth gripped my swollen tender dark brown flesh. There was no gentleness at all as he tugged at my milk swollen tit bag with a vengeance. I fisted my hands as the tears formed under my lashes as the anguish in my nipple exploded in all its fury. Jessie took his pleasure tugging and biting my flesh as my warm sweet essence all but squirted into his hungry mouth. I sat astride his lap biting my lip to remain silent as he ravaged my breast as my pussy ached with need.

I eased Maria into my lap and she smiled at me as she leaned down and whispered, “Could we go get a play room Master Jack?” I glanced over at Big Tits and smiled knowing that she was going to be busy for quite a while and nodded. Maria glanced about and suggested, “Please allow this slut to see if one is available.” I nodded and she quickly scrambled to her feet to inquire about it.

The room was about the size of my office and well stocked. We had access to the room for thirty minutes and I wasted little time. Spotting the device I went to work on her knowing just what I wanted to do with her. In mere minutes I had her seated on the press and pushing her lush tits through the opening I secured her in place.

Tit Slut gasped and whimpered, “Oh please Master Jack show mercy, please.”

I simply grinned and retorted, “It’s time you learned what real breast discipline is bitch!”

She shivered and I waited wondering if she would use her color code to stop me but she just whispered, “Green Light Sir.”

I wasted little time knowing that I was working against the clock as I tightened down the screws and compressed her lush tits.

Tit Slut groaned and to my surprise she begged, “Please more Master Jack, squeeze the milk from my big tits!”  I watched her nipples very closely as I increased the pressure and to my delight a small drop of blue/white liquid formed at the tip of each nipple. I leaned down and licked it away tasting it’s sweetness as I looked up at her and smiled.

“Hot damn bitch you are producing, Jessie is going to be very pleased!” I exclaimed.

She panted and pleaded, “Please a favor Master Jack?” I nodded and she explained, “Take me home and put the pumps on me and let my master watch me be milked. He has wanted this for so long, please?”

I considered her request and smiled as I insisted, “It will cost you bitch.”

She nodded eagerly, “Anything you desire Master Jack, I promise!” I reached down and pinched her throbbing nipples as she shivered and groaned in anguish as I informed her of what I wanted from her. But she agreed eagerly.

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By the time we returned to Jessie’s home a little after midnight I knew that this week was a definite turning point in my life. I had shed all concepts of inhibitions at the club while enduring Jessie’s draining of my lush udders and had somehow managed to ride his fingers which he had slid under my skirt and brought me off as a reward for his mauling of my tits. After his feeding we had waited until Jack had returned to the table then Jessie introduced us to several other couples from the club.

I stood beside the Hummer as Jessie and his wife went into the house sensing that Jack needed to converse with me. I smiled as he unclipped my cuffs and eased my dress away giving him full access to my bosoms. I leaned back against the warm metal of the SUV and relished in his gentle yet demanding touch as he asked, “Is everything going okay with you?”

I reached up and caressed his cheek as I nodded and whispered, “Well Jessie isn’t you, that’s for sure but he’s okay and I trust him. How’s Tit Slut?”

He chuckled and replied, “She’s got a ways to go to catch up with you but she’s producing and can’t wait to show Jessie.”

I giggled and quipped, “I had a feeling that using the pump on her this afternoon would turn the corner for her. She wants Jessie to be her Milker and breeder.”

Jack grinned and retorted, “You did? NO wonder she was oozing when I put her in the tit press!”

My eyes flashed as I asked, “Did you use a flyswatter on her tits?”

Jack shook his head and retorted,” Nope used a wooden ruler instead. She was begging me to fuck her after about a dozen strokes.”

I laughed and begged, “Master please take this slut out in the back yard and use me, I need your hard cock in my ass.”

I heard Jack chuckle as he shook his head and retorted, “Not tonight Big Tits, tonight we need to get some sleep. I have to be at the site by eight and you have to bath and shave me in the morning. So get your sweet ass upstairs!”

Jessie was waiting in the living room when we walked in the house and the smile on his face brought us up short when he asked, “Could I get you two to join us in the basement for a few minutes?”

I nodded and taking Big Tit’s hand I led the way back downstairs where I could hear a familiar sound coming from the play room. We stepped inside the room to discover Maria bent over the horse her hands and ankles securely bound to the rings in the legs. I grinned seeing the transparent cylinders that encased her lush tits as drops of fluid dripped from her nipples.

Jessie grinned and retorted, “The sexy bitch couldn’t wait to show me and all but insisted I put her on the new goat milker that came in the mail today. Damn Jack she’s actually starting to produce!”

I dropped to one knee beside the bound woman and reaching out I lightly tugged on the cylinder as Maria moaned in distress. I smiled and informed him, “If you put her on this once every three hours for about ten minutes her rate will increase and in just about a week or so she’ll really start to give you more product.”

Jessie smiled and turning to Big Tits he hugged her unashamedly as he gushed, “She told me about you letting her try your pumps and how much it helped. Thank you Big Tits.”

I saw Melinda smile and hug him back as she teased him and retorted, “Now you need a milking stantion like I have at home, it’s so nice for breeding and discipline too.”

Maria lifted her head and softly pleaded, “Master Jessie would you allow this wench a favor please?”

Jessie moved to her bound form and lightly swatted her ass as he smiled, “And what is it now you shameless cow?”

The young woman blushed a deep crimson hearing herself referred to as livestock but never hesitated as she begged, “Would you allow Master Jack to fuck my ass as you use my mouth? I crave to have my holes filled.”

Jessie pondered the blonde’s request and then smiled as he insisted, “I have a better idea if Jack’s open to it. We’ll double team you tonight as long as we can double team Big Tits tomorrow evening out by the pool.”

I gasped hearing Jessie’s suggestion knowing that I had been silently pondering this all evening. I turned my eyes to Jacks and saw him giving me a questioning look which I blushed and nodded accepting his decision on the matter.

Jack nodded and retorted, “I get dibs on her asshole though, That’s my private domain, you might say Jessie.”

Jessie grinned and agreed; ”Great that way I can torment her big tits while we fuck the shit out of her.”

In mere moments it seemed we had the cylinders off Maria’s big pink tits and Jessie sampled her sweet nectar before the young woman was suspended from the ceiling as Jack removed his clothes. I meekly knelt and using my talented mouth I prepped him for his anal assault on Maria’s tight asshole.

Jessie secured the blonde’s legs out in the splits giving them access to her obscenely spread pussy and rear as she hung off the floor. I knelt beside the girl watching as the men prepared to give her what she so desperately craved. Jessie stepped up and taking his hard shaft in hand bent his knees to lower himself down just enough to engage the thick crown of his man root between her spread labia.

I saw Maria tremble as she waited in eager anticipation as her husband/master straightened his powerful legs and thrust deep into her bald snatch. Her head dropped back as a low groan escaped her lips. I smiled feeling a slight stab of envy knowing I had to wait till tomorrow evening to get my pleasure from both men. A sudden inspiration hit me and with a coy smile I reached out and even as Jack stepped up behind the suspended woman gently grasped his thick man root in my hand and guided it to the woman’s puckered anus.

I took a risk and looking up into Jack’s eyes I winked and whispered, “Make her squeal with pleasure Master Jack. Ream her out good, please?” He smiled back and to my surprise he reached down and caressed my hair as he pressed his thick, flared crown against her waiting rectum.

Maria sobbed, “Ohhhh GODDDDDDDDD!” and Jack grasped her hips holding her in place as he lifted her up forcing his thick tool into her tightness.

I felt Maria’s snug asshole give way as my glistening shaft slid into her tight back passage. Her voice filled the room as she groaned, “OH MOTHER OF GOD!”

I held her in place allowing her young body to adjust as Jessie fondled her lush tits and smiled as he demanded, “Is this what you crave whore, you wanton slut!”

The young woman nodded and trembled in my grasp as she turned her head and pleaded, “Please a blue light Sir or you’ll  tear me up.” I nodded in understanding as I felt unseen fingers moving around the base of my shaft applying some scented lubricant. I glanced down to see Big Tits was doing her best to make this as pleasant for both of us as possible. I eased back slowly then thrust in again straightening my legs as Maria sobbed, “Oh Jesus Fucking Christ! Yes!!!!!”

That was all the time Jessie needed. grasping  Maria’s lush tits he started pumping into her sweet pussy. The blond quivered and moaned loudly as she hung there impaled on two hard cocks as we ravished her helpless form. I kept my strokes rather short but hard as the young woman moaned and sobbed in total decadent delight. Her body wreathed and trembled as Jessie tormented her nipples and called her vile names.

To my surprise she agreed saying she was a wanton whore and needed her holes filled by hard cock, it didn’t matter who’s! Big Tits found a low step stool and bringing it close she mounted it bringing her lush tits to mouth level and in seconds I had a warm thick nipple in my mouth as I savored the sweet rich nectar of her udders. I started ramming in harder lifting Maria up letting her drop on my thick stalk as she squealed and begged for mercy knowing  full well there would be none shown.

The sexy blond bitch started coming without any warning as she shook and trembled in our grasp. Jessie pinched her nipples savagely twisting them as the helpless woman cried out her pleasure and pain . I bit Melinda’s nipple as I felt my balls let go and she held my face to her breast as she begged, “Oh Master bite harder, make this slut come! Please!”

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I was standing at the bedroom window about four in the morning when I sensed Jack move from the bed and come up behind me. I smiled as his strong lean hands cupped my heavy swollen udders from behind me and he drew me back against his broad bare chest. I let my weight lean against him as he asked, “Are you alright sweet thing? Has today been too much?”

I let my head drop back against his shoulder and inhaled the tart scent of his cologne as I sighed, “Oh Master Jack no. In fact Jessie has been a most considerate Dom; he adheres to the color code rigidly and yet allows me to feel safe with him. He seems to have little trouble letting Maria service you and yet I can tell that he’s very aware of what she wants from you.”

Jack nodded and gripping my udders he replied, “Yes, they have been together for over ten years and know each other rather well. Are you ready for tomorrow evening?”

I blushed in the darkness and felt a tremor of excitement course through me as I pondered his question. “The only time I have ever serviced two men was in KC with Jeffery. To be quite honest you two were far too gentle with me then and just the thought of what I know Jessie wants to do with me has me soaking wet.”

There was surprise in his voice as he asked, “What did he tell you?”

I turned in his arms and slipping my arms about his neck I informed him, “I want him to secure me backwards over the horse and milk my tits then use the crop on my udders and pussy till I come. Then I want him to ly on the bench and I’ll impale myself on his cock and you can take my asshole. I will be gagged while you both plunder my body all you like.”

Even in the dim moonlight I could see the stunned look on his face as he insisted, “Are you sure about this Melinda? Your poor tits will be very tender after the crop, not to mention your pussy.”

“I know Master. However my honor as your sub is at stake here. I must prove to all that I am eager to bear your rings of ownership and this is just one step in that process, correct?” I replied as his fingers teased my damp nipples. I moaned feeling my milk letting down and Jack lock stepped me back to the edge of the bed where he sat down and without any hesitation brought my left udder to his mouth.

I swirled my tongue around her dark thick nipple and felt the warm liquid form at the tip, it tasted sweet and delicious as I gripped her flesh with my teeth and bit down slowly letting the discomfort build in her breast. Her hands held my head in place as she whimpered and sighed, “Oh damn Jack, you are such a good master. You know how to read me so well. Drain me please? Make me cry out in anguish as you take what is yours!” I nodded and tugged at her flesh as she gasped and trembled in my grasp, her creamy udder changing shape as I tugged at it. She let her arms hang at her sides as I worried her dripping nipple with my teeth and stretched out her big E. Her head dropped back as she whimpered in need and I smiled ignoring her obvious hints that I play with her bald cunt.

I lunged forward taking her areole in my mouth and hollowing my cheeks I sucked hard as she gasped and moaned, “Oh yes Master! Hurt my tits, please!” I squeezed her other udder as she panted and did her best to remain in place before me. I suckled her forcefully and she gave up her essence with delight as I drank my fill of her life sustaining nectar.

I dug my fingernails into my palms as I forced myself to remain totally subservient to his desires even though everything in me wanted to beg him to take me. True I was his slave and his cow but the way he had been so gentle and loving by the window had me feeling like a lover for some strange reason. I bit my lip so hard I thought he would draw blood as he switched sides and again the delicious torment resumed of my aching udders. I looked down and saw the way his mouth clung to my flesh and I had to smile as I realized that six months ago I had been all alone masturbating in my little apartment in Tulsa milking my tits for the money I needed to survive.

I gasped loudly as Jack tugged at my breast and bit my turgid flesh with gusto as my pussy grew soaking wet. God I loved this man, he was all I could ever want in a Dom now that he had grasped the proper mindset and I had to admit that right now I was his to use as he pleased.

I finished off Melinda’s last drops of milk then without a word I grasped her waist and tossed her like a rag doll on the mattress. She bounced and giggled like a school girl as she spread her legs eagerly and held out her arms in welcome. I smiled and easing between her spread thighs felt her hand guide my hard shaft between the rings in her outer labia. I plunged deep into her tightness as she squealed in delight and placing her hands behind her head she pleaded, “Oh Master Jack thank you for your kindness, this wanton whore needs fucked desperately.”

I eased back and rammed in again as she groaned and rocked her hips off the bed meeting my savage strokes with total abandon.  Her hands slipped behind my buttocks as she eagerly pulled me into her sweet depths and she gasped, “Oh sweet Jesus, yes Master, fuck your whore!”

I held myself up so I could watch her lush tits judder with each stroke as she groaned and whimpered under me the scent of raw sex filled the night as we rutted with gusto. Her head rolled back and forth on the bed as she begged, “Oh please, please! May I come for you master, please?”

I grinned and grasping a glistening nipple I savagely twisted it as I growled, “Come you worthless slut! Come for your master!”

Her soft cry of agony mixed with her body’s arching off the bed leaving only the back of her head and her heels touching as she shuddered and exploded on command.

I slid my arm across Jack’s muscular chest and snuggled to him as he sighed, “Damn wench, you are playing hell with my head. What am I to do with you?” I smiled and felt his hand cup my now drained breast as I whispered, “Anything you like Master, I live to serve you.” He chuckled and held me close as I drifted off to sleep.

                                                         3-5

I was up and gone early the next morning joining Jessie for breakfast at a local restaurant where we discussed the prior evening and made plans for the impending one. I sipped my black coffee and listened as my fellow Dom asked up front, “How does Big Tits feel about servicing another woman?”

I set down my cup and meeting his inquiring gaze replied, “She tried it in college but says she prefers men, although she would do as I order. Why?” There was a gleam in Jessie’s eyes as he replied, “Well Maria is so happy about her new lactation, she is eager to reward your slut for her help and I told her that was fine as long as it didn’t get Melinda in trouble with you. Some Doms don’t allow girl on girl action without supervision.”

I grinned and replied;”Well knowing Big Tits she will probably go along and then give me all the juicy details when I get back to your place tonight. By the way, just what do you plan on using on her tonight?”

Jessie frowned and responded anxiously, “I was going to ask you about that Jack. That wench of yours is a real pain slut, but I’m always careful about damaging another man’s property. What do you suggest?”

Our food came and I waited till the shapely waitress left then replied;”To be honest I have kept her pussy as a minor focal point since she came to me. As you know I am a breast oriented Dom and even though I have used a flyswatter on her spread cunt at times, it’s not intense at all, more of a teasing type of thing. She has a pussy pump and that can drive her wild in a matter of minutes and she’s begging to come all over the place.”

Jessie nodded and smiled,” I bought one of those for Maria’s birthday and we tried it out after her party at the club. She blacked out after about twenty minutes on it, but she had been fucked a dozen times at the club first so I have no idea just how much she can handle. Can you two stay till Friday? Thursday night we have been invited to a private party at one of the committee member’s homes. Its way out in the boondocks and things will be pretty wild, so keep Big Tits on a leash and I mean that literally or some guy will be working her over.”

I pondered his invitation and then answered, “I’ll tell Big Tits about it and see how she feels about that. Being on display for just one man is one thing, being with a dozen men might be another.”

I wore Jack’s black silk robe down to the kitchen and made myself a late breakfast a little after eleven that morning. I had found his voice message on my cell phone and was grateful he had allowed me the rare luxury of sleeping in. The previous twenty four hours had opened an entire new aspect of the lifestyle to me and I had to admit that it was taking a bit of adjustment on my part. The physical part was demanding but I didn’t mind the added aches and twinges that went along with it as just part of my new life.

It was the mental part that was playing with my head and I knew that I had to sit down with Jack and make sure he was okay with it. I finished my bagel and crème cheese and hurried back to the bedroom to make up the bed then went to look for Maria. I heard splashing outside and with a sly grin opened the sliding glass door to discover her swimming laps in the privacy enclosed swimming pool.

She spotted me and waved then reaching the end she pulled her naked body from the water and hurried to where I waited in the relative protection of the patio. Grabbing her beach towel she wiped off most of the water as she inquired, “Did you get any sleep at all last night?” I froze thinking that we had made too much noise and she blushed as she confessed, “Jessie tied me to the bed and milked me three times last night then fucked my ass till I almost passed out with pleasure. Jack is turning him into a real tiger.”

I giggled and retorted, “Well truth be told I think Jessie is eager to get you producing more milk and the sex is just a side benefit. But we do need to set you up a regular pumping schedule and start you on it along with lots of liquids.”

The busty blond agreed and blushed as she inquired, “Is there any way you can help me with that? I know that Jessie has really enjoyed milking you, especially last night in front of everybody at the social meet. My poor nipples are sore this morning from all that pumping last night.”

“What did he use, the cups or the cylinders?”I asked looking at her out thrust breasts.

She held them out and sighed, “The cups, he wants my areoles and nipples to get bigger real fast.”

I shook my head and responded, “That takes time Maria. You can’t rush that. Jack will have to have a chat with him because I know you don’t want to be damaged.” The younger woman nodded anxiously as she quipped, “Oh I know that Jessie would never intentionally damage me, however he does get a bit over eager at times, but not often. May I ask you a question?”

I saw the uncertainty in her eyes and had a feeling I knew what was coming but managed a smile anyway and nodded. Leaning back against the rock planter she licked her lips then asked, “How much did it hurt to get pierced?”

I grinned back and replied, “Well I’m a true pain slut Maria and the pain only made me horny, so my evaluation isn’t really objective. However the new lazar type that they used on me had me being milked about six hours after the procedure was done and Jack was disciplining my udders and nipples after about three days of careful cleaning and care. You are just starting to lactate and it’s going to take about another month for you to start really producing any serious product. Do you think Jessie would like to have you pierced?”

The woman blushed and confessed, “We have this DVD of this big titted redhead sub being tit hung and fucked. She has these big silver rings, Jessie likes to watch it while he flogs my tits and fucks me, I was thinking that if I had rings and he could tit hang me-“

I nodded in comprehension and taking her by the hand led her back inside the house as I declared; ”Maria come with me, let me show you something.”

Jessie recapped his soft drink and looked across the table at me as he mused, “Have you thought about that party we got invited to?”

I closed my laptop and glancing around made sure we were alone before I replied, “It has been on my mind all morning to be honest. I think I’d like to go but only under certain conditions.”

Waving his hand Jessie inquired, “Name them.”

Raising my hand I ticked them off, “First, I will only use Big Tits slave name. Second, she wears a mask so her identity is concealed. Third, she remains with me at all times and services no one without my direct command, including you.”

Jessie grinned and retorted, “You do realize that once they find out she’s lactating that they will either want to sample her goods or want to see her milked, right? That’s a rare thing and a lot of Doms find it fascinating.”

I grinned back and inquired, “Now Jessie did you just happen to tell this guy about Big Tits?”

The other Dom smiled back sheepishly and confessed, “Well I might have. Roger has a nice set up out in his pole building behind his house and plenty of room to have folding chairs set up to watch you milk that wench of yours. She could be blindfolded and placed over his horse, then you could attach those pumps of yours and milk her for everyone to see. Then we could pass out samples of her milk if you liked.”

I pondered his suggestion then insisted, “You know what I want for her in a couple of weeks?”

He nodded and responded warmly, “Indeed I do and to be honest it’s a big step for both of you. However, truth be told I think she’s more than ready for it. The only thing she has to get over is her inhibitions about being used in public and this would be the ideal way to do it in a private safe setting among friends that will encourage her to be herself and let go. Nothing says you have to discipline her or even take her unless you want to, save that for later at the collaring if you like. Or even better just have her do her excellent oral on you as you milk her in bondage, she is a total cock sucking whore Jack!”

I grinned at his openness about Big Tits and nodded in agreement as I flipped open my phone and scrolled down to Melinda’s phone number and pressed the send button.

Maria shivered again as I slowly eased the suction higher on the transparent cylinders that now contained her tanned tit flesh. She knelt on the living room coffee table and bit her lip moaning shamelessly as the twin tubes surged on her golden breasts. There was a soft chiming sound and turning her head Maria watched me reach for my cell phone and flipping it open happily spoke, “Good morning Master Jack, how may this shameless whore please you?”

I grinned as he asked, “What are you two shameless wenches doing?”

I winked at Maria and confessed, “Oh Master Jack I am assisting Tit Slut in her getting into a regular milking regiment. Right now she is kneeling on their coffee table in front of the living room window with the drapes open and cylinders on her tits. We went to the physician’s office as directed about two hours ago and he gave her two injections. As instructed she has been pumping every hour. I am leaving her on the pumps for an extra ten minutes to make her body produce more product.”

I heard him chuckle as he instructed me, “Big Tits, you need to make sure that Tit Slut enjoys her sessions. Shove a dildo up her cunt and make her cum like a whore in heat!”

I giggled and replied, “Oh gladly Master Jack; any other instructions for your wench?”

I heard him chuckle as he continued, ”Yes you shameless whore, we want you both kneeling by the front door wearing some sexy lingerie when we get home at five thirty. There will be a cock sucking contest and the looser has to answer the front door when the pizza arrives for dinner. She will have to tip the delivery man with a complimentary blow job.”

A shiver coursed through me as I suddenly found myself wanting to lose this contest. The idea of again doing what I had done in KC made me wet just thinking about it. I gasped as Jack informed me, “I know what you’re thinking Big Tits, don’t even try to let Maria win. I’ll know if you mess up on purpose.

I hung my head in submission as I sighed, “Yes Master Jack. Have I permission to use a strap on dildo on Maria?”

“Yes you shameless slut, Jessie is nodding his consent as well. Get her milk going as quickly as possible!”I heard him command.

By the time Jack and Jessie arrived back at his house the two naughty sluts had managed to clean the house and prepare for their arrival. Jessie lowered the garage door and summoned the two to join them and Big Tits found herself on her knees before Jack lustily sucking his thick hard shaft. The half cup corset she wore let her lush udders bounce and judder as she bobbed her face on his thick shaft as she kept her black lace covered legs wide so he could view her bald cunt.

Maria squatted down before Jessie wearing a deep red cincher with matching lace stockings and five inch heels, her breasts still bearing the marks of the cylinders she had worn off and on all day as she had worked to get her breasts to start producing more milk. Her glossy red lips encircled Jessie’s hard man meat as she sucked and worshipped his hard ivory scepter. Jessie held his slut’s head in place thrusting his man root into her face with gusto as he enjoyed her skilled efforts.

I reached down and finding Big Tits thick dark nipples grasped them in my fingers and pinched them hard. Her squeal of discomfort and delight made my cock twitch in her mouth as she increased her efforts. I relished in her anguish as she accepted the abuse to her sweet nipples. She loved the pain and I was going to use that tool to guide her through this test.

                                                   

Grasping her thick dark nipples I pinched them in time to her surging mouth and she responded with an eagerness that made me proud. I had to admit that Big Tits was showing great enthusiasm for the task at hand as she moved hungrily on my shaft her lips hollowing with each stroke. I groaned in delight as I felt my ball explode sending the hot salty jism up the length of my shaft and into her surging mouth.

The anguish generated by Master Jack’s harsh grip on my turgid nipples was all the stimulation I needed to all but devour his thick man shaft. I had to keep in mind however that even if I won this cock sucking contest I had to retain the load in my mouth to show Master Jessie that I had indeed managed to get my master to ejaculate first in my cock hungry mouth.

I kept time with Jack’s firm pinching of my dark thick nipples, applying suction in time to the gliding of his rod between my glossy red lips as he looked down at me and called me a cock sucking whore. I glanced back up and winked at him knowing all too well that’s exactly what I was and was damn proud of it! Cupping his tight scrotum in my hand I gently massaged it with my fingers feeling them grow tighter by the second.

He inhaled loudly and I recognized the unspoken signal as I eased back keeping just the thick dark crown in my mouth as the thick jets of hot salty jism erupted from the tip into my eager oral cavity. I held all three of his ejaculations in my mouth as he stepped back and I quickly rose to turn to Jessie and opening my mouth let him see the pool of white goo that covered my tongue.

I had to admit he was a most honorable Dom nodding and swearing, “Damn bitch, you are good! You win!” Turning to Jack I waited in silence for permission to swallow his copious load and then he spoke, “Alright you cum hungry bitch, swallow that load and then bend over the hood of the van; it’s time for a good fucking!”

I swallowed fast and then giggled with glee as I turned to brace my hands on the front push bar of the van bending over at the waist letting my lush udders sway under me as I spread my legs and eagerly waited for him to bury his cock in my wet pussy. I heard a strange noise and seconds later his thick work belt landed right across my bare ass as I gasped and moaned. The red hot fire exploded in my butt as I tightened my grip on the chrome bar and forced myself to remain in place.

I hung my head in total submission as Jack again brought the wide leather strap to my backside leaving a wide mark across my creamy flesh. This was not foreplay, it was for his pleasure and I closed my eyes focusing on what was to follow, not what he was doing now.

I heard Jessie speak to Maria,” Crawl under that bitch and suck on her pussy, you worthless piece of shit!” I felt the blond move between my spread thighs and seconds later her skilled fingers drew the rings that pierced my outer labia apart driving her skilled tongue into my steaming twat as Jack again brought the belt to my well rounded bottom. I trembled and fought to maintain my composure as her snake like tongue stabbed into my passage then swirled around my throbbing clit.

I rocked my hips backwards giving her better access to my body at the same time offering Jack a better target for the belt. The leather again came down and I squealed in anguish as it left another mark on my skin. Jack had never used a belt on me before and in spite of the heat and agony it brought to my pert backside I found it only added to the intensity of the stimulation to my clit.

I watched Big Tit’s closely, gauging her response to this new form of discipline, I had only teased her before with the belt and strap and she had never complained or even used her blue light signal. But today I was going to find out if she could actually handle it. I smiled enjoying the way her lush generous udders swayed under her as she gripped the push bar and fought the natural urge to evade the strokes of the soft tooled leather to her sweet ass.

I glanced over at Jessie to see him nod in a mixture of surprise and approval, this busty wench was indeed proving able to handle spontaneous discipline even when being around other Doms! I reached down and grasping Maria’s black slave collar drew her away and in an instant brought the belt upwards between the unsuspecting woman’s thighs.

The belt curled upwards the last four inches landing directly on her spread out ring adorned labia with a resounding ”SPLAT!!” Big Tit’s head came up and her loud scream resonated through the enclosed garage as her knees buckled and she dropped to the floor in a senseless heap at my feet. I watched in stunned awe as her lush body started to convulse and tremble as a wave of orgasmic pleasure rippled through her womanly form.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times and realized I was laying on the couch in Jessie’s living room. My head was resting on Jack’s lap as Maria gently applied a towel wrapped ice bag to my throbbing pussy. I swallowed and Jack brought a glass of brandy to my lips and I sipped it slowly feeling the fire burn all the way down my throat as I made a face.

The look in his eyes was one of mixed emotions and a stab of fear coursed through me. I had come too far now to have him start to have second thoughts about my place in his household. I knew I had to act and quickly if I was to maintain my edge. In mere seconds I rolled off his lap and kneeling before him bowed my head placing my hands behind my head as I begged, “Please show mercy Master Jack. Your slave has failed you!”

There was open bewilderment in his voice as he insisted;”Failed me? How have you done that Big Tits?”

I searched my memories of those last few fleeting microseconds and recalled the familiar rush of an orgasm and blurted, “This slut came without permission Master; it must be punished for it’s insolence.”

His eyes swept over my kneeling form and in that instant I knew he was aware of my deception. I waited knowing that he held my fate in his hands, the very hands that had brought such exquisite agony to my body only minutes before. His fingers stroked his beard roughened cheek as he contemplated my fate and the longer he remained silent the more apprehensive I became.

Standing to his feet he strode across the living room as Maria and Jessie made a discreet withdrawal out to the patio. I remained in position my heart pounding knowing that Jack had to make a choice and that choice would determine not just my fate but demonstrate how much he had matured as a Dom in the last several months. His words brought no answers as he commanded, “Crawl your ass into the bedroom slut and wait for me there.”

In heartsick remorse I whispered, “Yes Master Jack.”

Upon entering the bedroom I immediately removed my lingerie and knelt at the foot of the bed fully expecting Jack to want access to my entire body for punishment. Not that I blamed him, my first opportunity to show another Dom I could be a total submissive and I passed out! Not only had I disgraced my Master but I had broken a cardinal rule of my submission to Jack.

I knelt on the floor, my mind in turmoil as I waited for him to come storming into the room ready to tell me to pack so we could leave. Then I paused and considered another possibility, what if Jack was testing me to see just how far I would go to protect his reputation as my Dom? I had seen the utter fear in Maria’s eyes when she had been holding the icepack to my abused pussy. She had been convinced that Jack had hurt me, damaged me, when nothing to that effect had actually happened.

I gathered my resolve and closing my eyes brought my breathing under control, I would let my Dom handle this his way. I had to trust him, totally!

I took a slow calming breath and shook my head in silent gratitude for the resiliency of my sub’s body. I had thought sure I had inadvertently damaged her and only her quick claim of willful disobedience had saved my standing with Jessie. I had to deal with Melinda’s deception but had to do it in private and as her companion, not her Dom.

I poured a glass of white wine for my slut and picking my brandy off the coffee table made my way down the hall and into the bedroom where I discovered her kneeling totally naked at the foot of the big brass bed. I set both glasses down on the night stand after closing the door behind me and took a seat on the mattress. I surveyed her waiting form, reading her body language only seeing total submission and devotion.

I spoke;”Come to me wench.”

Without hesitation she crawled across the carpet and kneeling before me she bowed her head as she whispered, “I have shamed you Master Jack, I’m so sorry!”

I smiled and quipped; “Across my lap slut.” She rose and without a word draped her body across my knees placing her hands on the floor waiting for her fate at my hands. I ran my strong fingers across her velvety soft back and over her pert apple shaped backside that was starting to change color from her beating as I softly spoke, “Time out Melinda.”

Her body visibly relaxed and she sighed, “Yes Jack, what is it?”

“Are you damaged?” I anxiously inquired caressing her body.

Turning her head she met my gaze and blushed as she shook her head and replied, “No, I don’t think so. The tip of the belt landed right on my clit and the raw pain sent me right into overload.” The expression on her face was priceless as she exclaimed, “I have never felt anything like that in my life! I just wish you had had me in bondage and could have taken me, oh God what a rush! I didn’t even have time to ask permission-“

I grinned back, “So I noticed, I can’t punish you for that Melinda and I won’t. I had no idea what that would do to you. I should have been much gentler to your pussy.”                   

His hands caressed my now marked ass and I shivered in sudden need as I licked my lips and pleaded, “Please Master Jack, would you order this slut to impale herself on your cock and ride you till you come as punishment for her deception? She was wrong to assume a role she has no place taking.”

I heard him chuckle above me as he caressed my abused backside before he decreed, “Oh no Big Tits, you might have saved face with Jessie but we both know what really happened and I think it’s time you learned a little humility, because tomorrow night wench you will be on display for everyone to see.

I hung my head and swallowed hard hearing his firm declaration, on one hand I was eager to be seen as his property but on the other I had only been seen by three other men in my life and now Jack was going to let god only knew how many men see me like this. His hands gently soothed my spine as he stroked my long gold streaked hair as he gently informed me, “I talked with Jessie at length about you and I think that attending this play party tomorrow evening is just what you need. It’s about time you stretched your limits and realized that your body is totally mine to do with as I desire.”

I trembled under his touch as I whispered, “Yes Master Jack, I live to serve you.”

I felt his strong lean fingers slip under me and lift me to my feet then he spoke, “Straddle my hips slut.” I eagerly obeyed kneeling on the bed astride his hips as his hands sought out my engorged udders. I bit my lower lip as I felt my milk letting down in anticipation of his taking his fill. I waited in abject submission as he hefted my udders in his hands and examined them as he smiled and observed;”You’re leaking wench!”

I blushed and nodded, “Yes Master I am quite full, do you wish to have a drink?”

To my stunned awe I heard him say, “No, get the pumps and bring the cylinders. I want to milk my cow!”

She tried to hide the disappointment from me but I saw it as she rose and moving to the open case by the wall found the portable pump set. Plugging it into the wall she knelt on the floor and leaving the twin transparent tubes lying beneath her she waited in mute anticipation. I looked at her for several long moments then getting to my feet I crossed the room and dropped to one knee beside her.

I showed no mercy as I squeezed her lush udders as they hung below her like ripe fruit. She inhaled loudly at the pain but said nothing as I lifted the first tube and brought it to her swaying milk bag. Flipping on the machine I increased the setting almost to maximum before letting the cylinder grasp her right breast. The suction drew her creamy flesh into it and in mere seconds it rested against her rib cage as her areole puckered out and her dark nipple was drawn outwards.

I could clearly see that the setting was uncomfortable and yet I didn’t care. She had once again tried to manipulate me and for that she would have to pay. I slid the second cylinder under her other udder and it too was drawn into the transparent tube. I sat back and watched as the cylinders surged in synch on her tits as the milk jetted from her thick dark nipples. Her hips moved lewdly as if begging for something to be shoved up her tight cunt but I ignored her.

There was little or no sound at all except the humming of the pumps as I drained her big fat jugs. I was surprised when I looked down to see the container almost ¾ full, she was defiantly getting more product! I smiled and getting up moved to the case where I found the egg and without any warning I brought it to her kneeling form. Taking it in hand I knelt behind her and spreading her pouting labia inserted the pink plastic device into her tight sheath.

Carefully I positioned it over her G spot and then taking a section of rope looped it about her waist and then between her thighs securing it in place. She shivered anxiously as I took the wireless remote in hand and turning it on low sat down to watch.

The big breasted woman moaned softly as the vibrations coursed through her naked form at will. I saw her belly undulate as the pumps drew every drop of her sweet female essence from her creamy tits. I waited patiently knowing that her control would not last long and even as the hum of the motors increased signaling me that she was now empty she whimpered, “Master Jack please?”

I remained in place as the pumps worked with a vengeance, pulling her already puffy areoles out even more as she bit her lip and shivered against her growing need to be fucked. I watched her carefully as she remained in place and endured the growing anguish in her udders as the pump relentlessly surged at her breasts. I reached in my pocket and finding the remote for the egg flipped the setting to high.

A sadistic smile graced my face as I heard her loud groan as the intensity hit her full bore and unable to help herself she dropped her face to the carpet. I moved beside her and bringing my hand down on her upraised ass made her squeal in pain.

“AHHHHHHHHH!”

“SMACK!”

“OHHHHHHH!”

“Who owns you Bitch?” I demanded firmly.

“You-you do Master!” she sobbed in response.

“SMACK!!”

“OWwwwwwwww!” she howled in anguish.

“Who owns those big cow tits wench?” I demanded resolutely.

“OH, oh,oh,oh, you do Master!” she whimpered in reply.

This fresh assault on my sore ass broke me and I lay before him in abject humiliation knowing that at this moment I was not his companion or even his submissive but his slave! I waited for his next stroke only to have him grab me by my hair and pulling me up he stared into my eyes and snarled;”Go crawl to Master Jessie and beg him to use the flogger on those big fat tits and to fuck your worthless cunt, if he so desires. Then get your ass in bed.”

I blinked my eyes at him in profound awe as I realized that Jack was actually going to make me offer myself to another Dom and to beg him to fuck me. I meekly nodded and whispered, “As you command Master Jack.” I eased off the bed and crawled out the door across the plush carpet knowing full well that Jack had the wireless remote to the egg strategically placed in my tight pussy.

I made my way out into the hallway and into the empty living room pausing to hear Maria’s voice coming from outside on the patio that bordered the swimming pool. I swallowed hard knowing that once I opened the sliding glass door there was no going back and with a sudden burst of resolve I reached up for the handle.

The unexpected increase of the pulses from the egg hit me so hard I recoiled from the handle like it was charged with electricity. I doubled over in a mixture of delight and anguish as my poor body tried in vain to cope with the sudden rush of sensation. I shivered and fought the urge to come knowing to give in would only bring more punishment from my master.

I gritted my teeth and grasped the handle forcing it to slide open as I crawled out into the late afternoon sunlight to find Maria cuddled up with Jessie on the large chaste lounger in the shade. They paused and smiled at me as I closed the door behind me and remaining on my hands and knees I made my way to kneel beside the lounger.

Keeping my head bowed I softly spoke, “This shameless slut is ordered to present herself to you and beg you to flog my big cow tits; then to show my gratitude by offering you my pussy for your pleasure Master Jessie.”

I waited as Jessie lifted his eyes to Maria and he retorted, “That’s very interesting Big Tits. Tit Slut just confessed that she let you use a strap-on on her more than once today and that is reason to have her punished as well.” I heard the resolve in his voice and knew that the busty blond would soon find herself in dire straight as I did.

I woke right on time the next morning to wake my master properly and assist him in the shower, his orders were both crisp and concise as he directed me to pleasure him and I felt a renewed sense of belonging and worth as his prize possession. Maria and I knelt by the front door and bid our men goodbye then to my surprise Maria scrambled to her feet and declared;”I have an appointment this morning with  the physician that pierced you. He’s going to give me the injections to get my milk production going full bore. I just love those pumps that arrived yesterday!”

I could clearly see she was eager to get on with the program as it were and I knew that Jessie was going to enjoy Maria’s breasts when they started to swell up with her sweet nectar. I almost felt a stab of envy knowing that Maria’s big golden tits would get a set of injections that would both hurt like hell and get her started into a new life that I enjoyed even now.

  Maria smiled warmly and reaching out she grasped my hand as she insisted, “Melinda you have been such a good friend and such a help to me through this ordeal. So in fairness I think I need to give you a bit of a heads up about this party tomorrow evening, okay?”

I gave her a look of concern as I insisted, “Is there something I should know Maria?”

“Well you’re  perfectly safe with Jack but you do need to understand that this is going to be quite different from the club last night.”

I gave her a questioning look and asked, “How so?”

“Well the way these parties go the subs all have to be either naked or wearing just lingerie that leaves them exposed. If Jack desires he can let you wear a mask to conceal your identity, some subs do that. However, as a sub any Dom that wishes may touch or caress you at will. They may even ask permission to sample your milk once they find out you are lactating.”

I grinned at her and squealed, “OMG I can hardly wait to show Jack just how much of a real slut I can be to please him!”

                                                                                  3-6

       I had to admit that Big Tits was stepping up and meeting the challenges I was placing before her with great resolve and grit.  She had returned to me last night with her tits well marked from the riding crop and I knew that they would still be in evidence when we attended the party this evening. She had crawled back into the bedroom over an hour after she had left carrying the egg in her mouth sucked clean of her juices with Jessie’s cum dripping from her well fucked snatch.

      I had to admit that it had been a challenge to focus on Maria’s well tanned body but I had done her justice using the pumps on her as she had ridden my hard cock and drained my balls with zest. She had relished in the pumping as I had slowly increased the pump rate until she had called for a blue light. I had gladly complied giving her time to recover and relax a bit. Then she had begged me to run the pumps at a slightly reduced setting for several minutes to induce a greater milk production rate.

It was quite obvious that she was learning from Big Tits and that made me happy to know that they were both sharing ideas and concepts that would make both of them better subs.

       My busty brunette had knelt beside the bed and gently ejected the egg from between her ruby red lips before whispering, “This shameless slut has complied with your wishes Master. She begs your forgiveness for her lack of submission.” I looked down at the glistening egg and laid the remote by it before speaking, “Very well Big Tits go put the egg away. Then go shower and prepare for bed.”

    Jack’s instructions left me chilled to the core, never had I seen him so unemotional before. He was detached as if I was merely another of his possessions and suddenly I found myself pondering the possibility that this was merely a defense mechanism to prepare himself for the impending party we had been invited to. I had no idea what Jack had planned for me although from what Tit Slut had conveyed to me I knew it was going to be beyond anything I had ever experienced before.

I stood and picking up the egg and the remote I placed them in the toy bag then moved to the bathroom where I douched and took a quick yet thorough shower removing all Jessie’s offerings from my body. When I returned to the bed I found Jack waiting with the blankets turned down as he patted the mattress beside him.

Eagerly I snuggled in beside him and smiled warmly as I sighed, “This unworthy slut thanks you for your kindness Master Jack.” I had no warning as he moved over me and I barely had time to spread my womanly thighs before he lanced into my hot tight sheath. I grasped his shoulders as he drove full length into my body as my whimper of momentary anguish escaped me. A sudden wave of inspiration hit me and without a word I lifted my legs and grasped them with my hands holding myself open for his pleasure.

He smiled and easing back rammed in again his thick crown grazing my cervix as he did. I panted and moaned then gasped, “Oh Master yes, use your unworthy slave, fill her with your hot cum!”

Hearing her voice pleading for me to use her told me that she had learned her lesson and with a lewd grin I started to savagely pound into her tightness. The room filled with the scent of her cock hungry cunt as I power slammed into her eager body. She ly beneath me her lush breasts bouncing on her chest as I rammed full tilt into her. The walls echoed her soft cries and the sounds of her buttocks and my thighs slapping together in the rhythm as old as time.

I thrust hard and deep, working to make her body react in kind and she did rocking her womanly hips off the mattress meeting my thrusts with vigor. She groaned, “Oh gawwwwwd! Oh master hurt my tits, please!”

Leaning down I found her left nipple and without any warning I bit it with my even white teeth. Her mouth opened in a soft shrill cry as she arched her back and her entire body quivered in ecstasy as she begged, “Oh for the love of god fuck this slut. Fuck her like the true whore she is!” I let go of her nipple and pushing myself away I got out of bed. Her eyes went wide as I grabbed her arm and with one powerful motion flipped her over on her hands and knees pulling her to the edge of the mattress in the dim moonlight that flooded the room.

Her head rested on the mattress as she reached back and spreading her ass cheeks she whimpered, “Please take your pleasure as you desire Master. This body is yours, totally.” I grasped my glistening shaft in hand and without hesitation I placed the thick crown against her brown bud and thrust forward. Her groan was loud and long as my thick man shaft pressed home. She panted and held still allowing my scepter to spread her ass wide as it slowly glided into her rear passage.

I closed my eyes against the searing pain as Jack forced his thick man shaft into my most virgin passage. Oh god it felt both good and terrible as I felt him spear deep into my bowels, I knew that he was doing this for several reasons; one; to establish my proper place as his slave under his total control. two; to punish me for my lack of submission earlier and third because he knew that I secretly loved pleasing him this way.

I had no doubt that by morning I would be used a few more times to reinforce my new position in his household, but that was just fine with me. Letting go of my ass cheeks I seized a handful of the bed sheets and held on for dear life as Jack thrust hard and deep into my rear passage. I felt the hot tears streaming down my face as he ravaged my poor helpless ass and yet I felt freer than I ever had in my life.

I belonged to him body and soul and I trusted him not to damage me, even if he inflicted pain and humiliation on my body; I would accept it. I buried my face in the satin sheets and lifted my ass higher silently telling him that I craved even more and with a low growl he grasped my hips and slammed into me with a vengeance. I knew that my ass would be sore for days after this reaming but if that’s what it took to let him know I had learned my lesson then so be it.

It was then that it hit me right out of the blue, my own pleasure was not even involved here! I knelt here at his pleasure and all I cared about was pleasing him and him alone! The solid thrusts of his massive tool in my backside was my total focus and my own needs were of no consequence. I groaned loudly as he let go of my slender waist and slid his powerful hands under me seeking out my lush creamy udders.

He scooped them up in his powerful lean fingers and spreading them wide he lifted me up till I rested on my hands. I swallowed hard and managed to remain in place as his skilled fingers teased and tugged at my dark swollen nipples. I hung my head in shame and submission before him as his thick man root plowed my tight rear passage. I panted wantonly without shame relishing in his total possession knowing that I loved him more than the very air I breathed.

I openly wiggled my ass on his hard man meat inviting him to continue his ravishment of my person as his hands cruelly crushed my full creamy tits, twisting my turgid dark nipples. I gasped as I felt my milk suddenly let down and then my nipples started leaking over his fingers as he declared, “You need milked again wench?”

I remained in place as I whimpered; ”My nipples are so sensitive Master and it is past my regular milking time. I beg you take your pleasure with me, my big cow tits may be drained later if you so desire.”

To my delight Jack renewed his powerful thrusts into my sweet ass as I worked to ignore the growing discomfort in my aching udders. There was a soft sound in the background and seconds later I gasped as Maria eased down on the bed beside me. Her soft voice came out of the darkness as she begged, “Master Jack might this whore drink from Big Tit’s udders? My Master has ordered me to come and pleasure her.”

I was both surprised and pleased when Jack’s voice came from behind me.”Yes you wanton slut, drain her big fat cow tits. Make sure you make it hurt though, I want to find teeth marks on those tits when you leave!”

I closed my eyes accepting my fate at Tit Slut’s hands, Jack was indeed taking me past anything I had ever known before and now I was going to be used by him and another woman. My heart was pounding in my breasts as I looked down in time to see Tit Slut ease under me; her soft slender fingers grasping my swaying udders that dripped milk onto her face.

I felt her tongue swirl about my left nipple as I gasped in anticipation then she latched on with an eagerness that made me quiver and groan in anguish. Her teeth gripped my nipple at the base and she drew back scraping it as she tugged. I felt the milk erupt from my udder into her mouth as the residual pain exploded in my breast. I tried in vain to contain the anguish as it burst into life in my torso but couldn’t as the room echoed my shrill cry of torment at Maria’s efforts.

Jack was obviously pleased and decreed;”Good job Tit Slut make her hurt! Do it right and I’ll fuck you but good before I send you back to Jessie.” His words sent a shiver of apprehension through me knowing how much my fellow sub liked Jack’s thick man tool. I was in for it as she again gripped my nipple and squeezing my udder she started tugging on my flesh.

It was all I could do to remain in position as they ravaged my womanly form. However I also started to enjoy the mixture of pain in my tits and ass at the same time. I bucked against Jack’s thrusts into my ass trying to hold still so Tit Slut could drain my now aching breasts that craved a serious draining. I went wide eyed as suddenly Jack slammed his thickness into me and holding my hips he emptied his tight scrotum into my rear passage.

I whimpered in a mixture of delight and pain as his cock pulsed and throbbed in my rear. I held still as Maria suckled hard and hungrily at my left nipple sending waves of torment through my body. Jack withdrew his semi hard shaft and disappeared into the bathroom. The light went on and I got a better look at Maria as she labored eagerly at my milk swollen udder. Jack returned leaving the light on as he observed us on the bed. I shivered hearing his next command, “Alright you two sexy bitches, listen up!”

I spoke firmly and with resolve, “I want to see those teeth marks on Big Tit’s udders before you leave here Tit slut, understand?” Maria met my gaze and nodded as I continued, “I want you laying on the edge of the mattress with legs spread wide.” The blond eagerly complied all but pushing her fellow sub out of the way. Big Tits sat at the foot of the bed waiting meekly for her instructions as I took two sections of rope and secured Tit Slut’s ankles out to the bedposts keeping her thighs spread wide.

I turned to Big Tits and ordered;”Hands behind your back slut.” She instantly obeyed and I used a scarf to bind her wrists then finding another section of heavy duty drapery cord slid it over the hook that was strategically located over the bed. I made a loop in the end and slid it over her wrists snuggling it down then ordered, “Move over Tit Slut and give her access to those big cow tits, you whore!” The busty brunette shuffled into position kneeling above Maria’s supine form and lowered her torso over the blonde’s face.

Maria reached up and drew her down until she was in position then sighed, “Oh just right Master Jack.” I brought the line taunt and tied it off to another bedpost knowing that as Big Tit’s tired it would place more strain on her shoulders. I moved around, reaching down, thrusting two fingers into the Blonde’s bald snatch as she gasped, “Ohhhhhhhh  yessssss!” The Melinda groaned as the woman again took her left nipple in her mouth to finish draining her udder.

I withdrew my fingers and smiled, the wench was soaking! Grinning I engaged the thick crown of my again hard cock between her obscenely spread labia and with one savage lunge drove full length into her tight snatch. I heard a low groan of discomfort from her as my thick man meat lanced deep into her young form which brought a smile to my face. If Jessie was sending his wife here for action I sure as hell was going to give it to her!

I braced myself for what I knew was coming, the instant Jack rammed his thick magnificent shaft deep into Maria’s tight bald snatch she groaned in a mixture of delight and anguish her lips biting down on my engorged tender nipple. I felt her sharp white teeth dig into my tender flesh and my cry of pain filled the room as Jack chuckled and eased back to ram again into the blonde’s wide open pussy. Again he slammed into her and she shuddered under his assault as her mouth tugged at my sensitive flesh.

It was proving a very real challenge to remain in place as Maria chewed and tugged at my tormented flesh. The tension on the rope holding my arms behind me placed a good deal f strain on my shoulders as I knelt over her helpless for as Jack plundered her hairless tight pussy. She was undulating her hips in time to his thrusts as she held my breast in her hands and relentlessly tugged at my dark elongated nipple.

I moaned as she showed no mercy, savagely abusing my tender flesh as she drained the warm sweet nectar from my swaying udders that hung over her face. I sobbed in anguish as the emptiness in my cunt grew by the second. My control was slipping away and soon I would be begging Jack to fuck me. Even as I felt my control slipping I heard a strange sound behind me and suddenly without any warning I felt male hands gripping my waist.

I gasped loudly as Jessie eased into position behind me and with one firm thrust he filled my aching void with his man tool. I moaned in delight feeling my passage filled with hard man shaft as I found the resolve to ignore the pain in my shoulders as Jessie plowed my tight cunt. I let my head hang in total submission accepting the punishment of Maria’s mouth along with the brutal plundering of my body.

The waves of  pleasure mingled with the anguish in my no empty udders and I found myself unable to do anything other than remain in place and accept the mass of sexual  pleasure that was rushing through my form.

I woke to the most annoying sound in my life, the alarm clock! My eyes flew open and I stared in mute disbelief at the numbers on the display. How had this happened! I slid my hand behind me and found the bed empty as a soft cry of dismay escaped me! I had overslept for the first time since jack had accepted me as his sub.

A well aimed swat silenced the offending device and I scrambled to my feet as a wave of heartbreaking sorrow swept through me, I had failed in my duties and for this I knew I deserved the most intense discipline my beloved master could devise. Dashing the sleep from my eyes I stumbled into the bathroom to discover a familiar blue envelope with my name on it laying on the counter.

Picking it up I lifted the lid on the camode and setting down I emptied my bladded as I clutched the envelope in my hand too afraid to open it. Then knowing I could not delay the inevitable I lifted the tucked in flap and slid the piece of familiar stationary out. My hands were trembling as I braced myself for the words that would destroy my world.

My Beloved  Miranda,

After the long session last night I didn’t have the heart to waken you. Your uninhibited behaviors last night made me prouder than I have ever been. You are the most precious thing I own and I will treasure you always.

Today is a very special one for both you and Maria and as your Dom it is my pleasure to make sure that you enjoy this evening to its fullest.

You are allowed to wear clothing today as you both will be going to appointments to get your hair styled as well as pedicures and manicures. You will get a complete waxing as well. The appointments are all arranged and you have to be there by 10:00AM. You will be home by 2PM and drain out your tits then take a nap till 5 PM.

At that time I will be home with your costume and accessories for the party and we will get ready at that time.  Enjoy your day my beloved Slave.

                                                                          Master Jack.

Jack’s words hit my mind like a ton of bricks and I fought back the tears at his tender words that not just calmed my aching heart but also told me that I was moving in the right direction with him. I hurried from the bathroom to gather my clothing knowing I had to shower and put on my makeup to look good  as Jack’s property.

I was just laying out my dress when Maria knocked on the bedroom door and stepped inside totally as naked as I was with a big grin on her face, she was holding a piece of paper in her hand as she squealed, “Do you believe this, Jessie has never done this before. I think Jack is having a good effect on Jessie.”

I laughed and retorted, “I need to grab a shower so we can get on the road.”

Maria grinned and suggested, “I’ll wash you if you wash me.”

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I turned the knob on the bedroom door and opened it on well oiled hinges to see my slave lying on the bed sleeping like a baby. Her soft creamy skin glowed in the late afternoon sun as I closed the door, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. I reached down and lightly rubbed the tip of my index finger across the tip of her right nipple and she gasped her eyes opening to stare up at me. In seconds her eyes flew to the clock and she sighed in relief as she confessed, “I thought I had over slept.”

I chuckled and quipped, “No, you have another ten minutes but I got home a bit early and wanted to speak to you about tonight.” She sat up almost instantly, kneeling on the bed as she bowed her head and replied, “This slave is at your disposal Master. Please speak freely.”

I reached for her hand and grasping it I calmly spoke, “Time out Melinda, okay?” Her head came up and I froze as she slid her other arm about my neck drawing me  to her kissing me with a raw passion that made my pulse race. She eased back and sighed, “You have been so good to me Jack, you are a very special man.”

I drew her closer and hefting her right breast in my hand I answered, “You are my treasure Melinda and tonight I want to display you for the other Doms to see.”

A shiver coursed through her as she nodded and whispered, “I will not fail you Master, I will obey you without question tonight.”

Tipping her head back I gazed into her beautiful green eyes and insisted, “Are you quite sure Melinda Graham, no matter what I require of you?”

She blushed but met my gaze with firm resolve as she declared, “Yes my dearest Jack, I trust you, completely. You would never let anyone damage me, ever.”

I nodded at her bold confession then smiled as I insisted, “Then you best get up because we have a good deal of prep work to put you on display tonight at the party. I will be near you every minute watching over you, just remember that!”

I moved from the bed towards the bathroom and turning I smiled at him as I declared, “This wench appreciates your protection Master Jack.” I hurried into the bathroom and when I returned I stared in awed wonder at what I saw laying on the bed. I had seen the extra case in the trunk of the car but had thought it was something for Jack but now it lay on the floor and its contents was arrayed on the bed.

I blushed remembering the last time I had worn the deep crimson half cup corset and sheer black lace skirt for Jack. It had been the night he had returned from California and that night had changed our relationship forever, tonight it would change again and it was so significant that he chose this outfit. I moved to stand by the bed as he took a seat in a chair a few feet away and indicating the lingerie he informed me,” Tonight Big Tits your breasts and pussy will be on open display for all to see, however it will be at my discursion as to whether or not any one uses you. I have been invited to publicly milk you and to give out samples of your nectar, however I have not decided that yet. I trust you will be submissive to my decisions?”

I bowed my head and sighed, “Yes Master Jack, this slut lives to serve you.”

I was surprised that Jack actually engaged in helping me prepare for the evening. He silently observed as I perfumed and powdered my body with the heady scents that he had purchased that afternoon for this special occasion. But once I has worked the sheer lace patterned stocking up my womanly legs he stepped in. I suddenly felt like a work of art being carefully and meticulously being prepared to go on display at an exhibition. Jack watched as I lifted the heavily under wired deep crimson corset in place drawing the two end about me as I eased my lush creamy udders into the half cups that would make them stand out obscenely from my torso.

His lean powerful hands drew the material closed and worked the heavy-duty black zipper upwards until it was locked just under my jutting tits. His fingers flipped the front panel closed and then he paused to lightly trace his fingertip across my cradled E’s as he spoke with pride, “Damn woman you look so hot in this, I’m almost afraid to let the other Dom’s see you.”

I blushed at his praise; it had a calming effect on my jittery nerves. Out of gratitude I dropped to my knees and looking up at him begged, “May this slut suck you off master?”

He chuckled and shook his head, “Not this time Wench, time is ticking away and you are nowhere ready yet. On your feet!” His offered hand was a very kind gesture as he lifted me back up and then to my surprise he dropped to one knee and proceeded to secure the garter straps of the corset to my stocking tops. I noticed he took great care in making sure they were all perfect, then he smiled up at me and spoke, “Lay down on the edge of the mattress and spread your legs wide!”

I quickly obeyed hoping he might have changed his mind then heard him inform me,” I’m taking this piece of satin ribbon and tying your pussy rings together. That way everyone will know that your cunt is not available, unless I give permission, understand?”

I felt the tug at my rings and I swallowed hard accepting his words as fact as I whispered, “Yes Master Jack, this wanton whore understands.”

While he was there Jack slid on my five inch stiletto heels and secured the tiny chains about my ankles that held them on then he drew me to my feet and looking down at me he smiled and continued, “Now turn and bend over the bed, it’s time to plug your sweet ass bitch!”

I blushed at his crude language but complied, reaching back to spread my buttocks as my head rested against the satin duvet. There was the sound of the zipper on the bag that contained our collection of toys and I knew what was forthcoming. Turning my head I watched as Jack spread a bit of body warming lube on the upper portion of the tapered black plug then turning he placed his hand on the small of my satin covered back as he brought the rubber device to my waiting form.

I was grateful for the lube and arched my back thrusting my ass out in mute invitation as he smiled. I felt the tip graze my brown rosette and taking a slow calming breath relaxed my body. I stifled the low groan that wanted to escape me as the tapered shaft was forced slowly and yet firmly into my rear passage then seated firmly in my ass. Jack turned away wiping his hands on a hand towel as he told me I could stand up.

I glanced at the bedside clock and knew that we had mere minutes before we had to meet Jessie and Tit Slut in the living room for the thirty minute drive out in the country to the party. However I had more to do and we had to move along. I reached in the bag and withdrew the black calfskin collar and cuffs that my lovely slave would wear and without a word knelt to slip the ankle cuffs in place. I glanced up at her and she smiled as she whispered, “I love you Master, thank you for allowing me this chance to prove myself to you.”

It took a good deal of resolve to simply nod and to stand as she extended her arms to receive her wrist cuffs when everything in me wanted to toss her delectable body on the bed and ravage her till she begged for mercy. I finished buckling the collar in place and then stepping away I walked about her inspecting her with a critical eye. Pleased with what I saw I picked up the sheer skirt off the bed and slid it about her well defined waist then tied the sash in place making sure the gathers allowed a clear view of her pussy and ass.

She remained motionless as I reached down and adjusted the ribbon holding her pussy shut so it was clearly visible between her thighs then drew her wrists behind her to secure them. She swallowed hard realizing that there was no turning back now, she was destined to be at his command from this point forward. Her head bowed slowly as if accepting her role and I smiled as I reached into my jacket pocket for her first surprise of the evening.

My fingers moved to her stud adorned nipples and with deft turns unscrewed them before easing them from her flesh. I could tell she was watching me as I eased the silver bar from behind her nipple and slid the longer one with the short chain attached to it back through. Lifting the other end of the chain I slid it over the now exposed end of the bar and then screwed the ball back in place leaving a two inch section of lightweight chain swaying under her nipple that ran from one end of the bar to the other.

She gasped in awed delight as she whispered, “Oh Master, it’s so beautiful, thank you!” I said nothing as I proceeded to change out the other barbell. She stood there in mute awe then inhaled loudly as I produced the special leash that went with her new body jewelry. Te small clips quickly attached to the chains at her nipples and then I dropped the leash letting her feel the tension and weight that it brought.

A shiver of anticipation coursed through me as I felt the delicious tug at my nipples, closing my eyes I fought down the wonderful warm sensations that started coursing through my body. I knew that before too long my udders would be refilling with a generous load of milk with this new stimulation to them and every step I took would be pure agony.

However I knew too that this was my plight as Jack’s cow, I was his to pump and milk as he desired and even if I had to suffer for his pleasure I would gladly do so. I stood still knowing any movement on my part would only increase the tugging and set things into motion as Jack slid the black jeweled domino mask over my face concealing my identity. Then picking up the leash he smiled at me and turning led me across the floor.

I somehow managed to get to the door before I gasped, “Blue light, Please!” He turned in surprise as I stammered, “Please Master Jack the weight; I’m not used to it!”

He smiled and reaching out he unclasped the clips to the nipple chains and re connected it to my collar before replying, “We will have to work on that I see, no problem Big Tits. I wasn’t sure how well you would handle them at first anyway.”

The expression on Jessie’s face when I led Big Tits into the room was one I would never forget. He blew out a low whistle of appreciation as he declared, “My god man! She’s a walking sex machine! You better keep a close eye on her tonight; every guy in the place will want to jump her bones, after they sample her tits of course!”

I laughed at his good natured ribbing and took my time surveying Tit Slut. Now some people think that less is more and in this sense Jessie was very right. His wife had a great figure, not as voluptuous as Big Tits but her big tits and tight bubble butt set her in a class all her own.

I had to admit that Jessie was definatly pushing his wife out of her comfort zone, her dress she had worn the other night was far more sedate than this little number she was sporting tonight.

  In fact if anything it flaunted the fullness of her bosom and the tiny thong she wore over her newly waxed pussy left very little to the imagination. She also sported a set of black chromed nipple clamps that snugged down her nipples along with a black leather hood that concealed her identity but allowed her to both see and speak if allowed. I moved around the busty blond and grinned at Jessie as I retorted, “My god Man, she looks like a lingerie model for some place in Paris. You’ll have guys lining up to nail that!”

Jessie grinned and said, “That’s the idea Jack, these parties are about showing off your sub and showcasing their talents. Let’s load up the motor coach and hit the road.”

I led Big Tits out the back door towards the pool and around it to a side gate and Jessie opened it to reveal a forty foot GMC custom motor home waiting. Unlocking the side door he stepped in and led Tit Slut to the rear where I found that the big bed tipped up into the bulkhead of the RV allowing for a nice room to transport slaves.

Cleverly hidden security rings were mounted into the walls and in mere seconds Tit Slut was bound spread-eagled on the driver’s side wall. Turning to me he helped me secure Big Tits as well then out came the blindfolds. Both women were made temporarily sightless for the trip then to my surprise Jessie paused to slip a vibrating dildo up Tit Slut’s pussy and belted it in place before plugging it into a socket as he explained, “I can run the power from up front and get her all hot before we get there.”

The big motor home had moved about all of perhaps one city block when I knew I was in trouble. The swaying of the big vehicle tugged at my nipples and in doing so was triggering my body’s natural tendencies to produce milk. I could feel the warmth spreading through my body as I tried in vain to focus on anything, anything at all to slow this down.

Usually Jack would use a flogger or the crop on my tits when I was on the stantion and that was more than enough to start the process but this was a totally new concept for me and I wasn’t sure just how to cope with it. I groaned as I heard Maria whisper, “Are you okay?”

I giggled and retorted, “It’s these new nipple chains Master bought me, they are driving me crazy. Damn I’m going to be dripping in about an hour, I can feel the milk already.” 

Her response was low and edged with barely conceived control as she informed her fellow sub, “Jessie has a friend who will be at the party tonight and he’s hung even bigger than Jack. I think I’m going to be offered to him for breeding tonight. If he does I’m going to be screaming my head off when he fucks me, but God I want that, so damn bad!”

I shook my head and asked, “Have I been that much of a slut that you are actually wanting a stranger to use you like I do?”

Maria’s voice was filled with growing need as she confessed, “Melinda, I have never had another woman try to help me be what my master wants from me. You have been a dear friend and after seeing the way you love Jack and want to please him makes me realize that as Jessie’s wife and sub I have to broaden my views on things and be what he needs, no matter what. I’m hoping tonight I can show him just how far I am willing to go to please him.”

I smiled behind my blindfold and quipped, “It sounds like we are going to have our hands and everything else full tonight.”

Maria giggled, “Oh damn I can’t wait!”

Glancing across the front of the custom painted RV I posed a question to our host, “This rig isn’t your run of the mill RV Jessie, did you have it built for you?” The computer engineer grinned back and retorted, ”No I bought it as a demo from a dealer and did the work myself. It’s rather challenging to find someone willing to modify a rig into a mobile BDSM suite and not ask a bunch of questions. Maria and I took it on a road trip last summer and she spent three weeks as my sub in here. It was a blast having her riding in that seat wearing just her slave toga that you cold practically see through.” He gave me a knowing look and retorted, “But that’s not what you want to know really, is it?”

I smiled and shook my head as I leaned back and spoke my mind, “Okay here’s the gist of it Jessie. My sub is very eager to move into another level of submission and it’s my task to see to it she can do it safely. Now do you know these people well enough to let me let her take that step tonight?”

Jessie thought it over for several long moments then replied firmly, “What do you have in mind Jack?”

“Well for one thing I want her tits drained by total strangers, second she needs to service a few guys orally in a open setting and third I want to take her in front of other Doms. “ I insisted eagerly.

Jessie flipped open his cell phone and attaching it to the dash made a call putting it on speaker phone. “Hey Tony, it’s Jessie. Yeah we’re coming, be there in about ten or so. Need a favor if you can, have a novice sub on board with her Dom. She’s ready for some open submission, oral and public milking. Yeah that’s her, the woman I told you about. I need discreet Doms to help her through tonight, can you make that happen?”

A male voice responded, “Well you know me Jessie, I can get just about anything done for the right incentive.”

I waited in silence then saw Jessie grin as he quipped, “Now Tony don’t get too eager here I know you want to use Tit Slut and tonight you can but on my terms, remember, now what about Big Tits?”

I waited and then  the man declared firmly, “Well I’ll have a stall waiting for her and we’ll put up a curtain so she can get adjusted to the setting then they can go from there, okay? But I want to suck those big cow tits Jessie!”

I laughed and the man insisted, “Jack?” I responded, “Hey Tony, how are ya?”

“Well to be honest I’m eager to see this big titted wench of yours again, last time I just go started when she ran out of milk.” The man insisted.

I chuckled and retorted, “Tell you what, you get me three guys you trust that can handle a good BJ without getting crazy and I’ll let you be the first on her tits, okay?”

Tony chuckled and declared,” I have just the guys for you Jack, they are all solid Doms and they will be both firm and yet moderate in their handling of Big Tits, you have my word. Jessie knows me well.”

I looked over and Jessie nodded firmly and I agreed, “Okay Tony, see you in a few.”

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I could clearly hear Jack’s voice a few yards away speaking with the man on the phone: my bald pussy was soaked by the time he finished his conversation. As much as I hated to say it I was actually eager to prove to him that I was the woman he needed and wanted in his life. I heard Maria whimper across the RV from me, “Oh shit, Tony has been after my ass for weeks now and Jessie just gave him permission to work me over, I am going to be one hurting bitch tomorrow, that guy has a thing for using a flogger.”

I had heard Jessie’s words as well and I whispered, “Yes but he said on his terms remember? Jessie loves you too much to let anyone hurt you, you know that.”

“God I hope so because I’m just starting to lactate and I want that good for Jessie.” She replied softly. I smiled and retorted, “Just ask him to keep an eye on you tonight and he will, he’s a good man Maria, you must learn to trust your Dom.”

I watched as Jessie turned the luxury motor home into a private graveled road and approached a fenced in area ahead. Two security guards stood beside a Hummer and Jessie stopped the vehicle at the open gate to roll down his window. The head uniformed man smiled up at him and quipped, “Hey Jessie, how are you?”

The man waved his hand at me and replied, “Fine Doug, this is my guest Jack Stone, Tony knows he’s coming tonight with his lady.”

The man nodded and plucking a radio from his belt contacted someone as we waited in the late afternoon sun. I took the opportunity to get a good look around and had to admit that the setting was damn near perfect for a party. There was a large two story metal building about a hundred yards ahead with a paved parking area around it. The double doors on the end of the structure facing us were open and I could make out lights on inside not to mention the ten foot high chain link fence surrounding  the entire area with barbed wire atop it to keep unwanted curiosity hounds out.

The sentry nodded at the response he got and as he waved us through the gate Jessie informed me, “This place was a farm implement dealership a few years ago. The guy retired and sold off his inventory then Tony bought the place. His house is just back down that road a few hundred feet. We have play parties out here every other month or so and a big BDSM festival every summer. There are two floors in the building, the lower floor is for socializing, and the top floor is for displaying your sub or more active interaction that you might like.

The rules are rather simple tonight; all subs are subject to touching and teasing, however no discipline or penetration is allowed on the main floor. Any games you participate in on the main floor are subject to the Dom’s choosing, you’ll see what I mean once we get inside. All subs must use the sand box just inside the main doors to relieve themselves, and they must be accompanied by their Doms.

Now the second floor is another matter, there a sub may be used in any manor the Dom chooses, by whoever he chooses. Another Dom may offer you an exchange for a period of time; however you are not required to accept it. If a sub approaches you and offers you herself, it will be by her Dom’s orders however you may politely decline and send her back without any repercussions or request a rain check for later in the evening.

There are stalls or booths that you may use to display your sub for use if you like and then stay with them and supervise. However, I would suggest that we take a tour first and let our ladies get used to being seen and teased before we visit the buffet. There all Subs must be fed by their owners, there is no liquor served at the bar. Booze and whips can be a lethal combination for a helpless Sub.”

By this time we had rolled up under the shade of some tall trees bordering on the edge of the parking lot. The thick branches swayed in the early evening breeze making the setting very relaxing. Jessie shut down the diesel engine and with a grin we headed back to prep our sluts for the evening ahead.

I had listened carefully as Jessie had enlightened Jack about the proper etiquette involved for the evening and knew that I could pull this off as long as I kept focused and alert. The vehicle stopped moving and I blew out a sigh of relief as the chains stopped tugging at my turgid dark nipples. I had perhaps another hour or so and I would be starting to hurt with a generous nectar load. I heard muffled footsteps and then the blindfold came away. Blinking my eyes I found my master smiling down at me. I bit my lip and leaning forward I brazenly kissed him as I winked seductively.

He blinked at me then gave me a stern look as I whispered, “Thank you for getting Master Jessie to tell us the rules, I wouldn’t want to embarrass you tonight Master.”

His eyes gleamed in understanding, without warning he lightly swatted my exposed ass as he retorted, “Keep you pretty mouth shut in there wench, understand?”

I eagerly nodded and bowed my head as he freed my wrists then ankles before turning to Jessie and speaking, “I think we should allow the girls to keep their hands free till we go upstairs, the walk across the gravel could be dangerous with them in heels.”

Maria glanced over at me with open relief in her eyes at Jack’s timely suggestion as Jessie connected the leash to her collar. I managed her a momentary glance , winking at her and bowed my head as my master connected the leash to my nipple chains. I swallowed hard knowing full well what lay ahead of my journey across the short span of rock, but was determined to handle the challenge it presented.

Stepping down from the motor home I led Big Tits along the side of the RV then paused as Jessie locked the vehicle and lead Tit Slut towards the dark asphalt paving that surrounded the structure almost fifty yards away. I reached out and tipping her head up I gazed into my slave’s eyes as I asked, “Are you ready?”

Her face beamed in a mixture of excitement and anticipation as she nodded and whispered, “Oh yes Master Jack. Might this wench ask a small favor of you?”

I nodded and then smiled as she suggested, “Might this wench make a stop at the sand box before we start looking about? The ride here was most unsettling.”

I nodded and replied, “Of course, once we start looking about I don’t want to have to cut everything short for a side trip.” A light tug on the leash had her moving behind me as I spoke up, “Jessie, let’s let these shameless sluts take a piss stop at the sand box before you show us around.”

I had to admit that using an overgrown litter box was something new to me but after having been ordered to use a back corner of Jack’s yard at home for my bowel and bladder usage on occasion I found it more erotic than humiliating. However, I noticed too that several men standing inside the building stopped to watch as I drew my lace skirt up about my waist and squatted down to empty my bladder on the clean sand.

I quickly bowed my head as was proper once I was done and moved back to where Jack again reconnected the twin clips to my nipple chains. I waited as he then drew my wrists behind me and clipped them together with a black chromed carbineer and softly asked if I could see clearly through the satin lined mask. Upon my whispered affirmative response he turned and falling into step beside Jessie led me into a world that here to for I had only heard stories about.

I kept my head bowed as was proper for a slave, but my eyes were darting everywhere taking care to not catch the attention of anyone; especially any Doms. It would not do to shame the man I loved, not at all! I swallowed hard as I made a startling discovery, there were dozens of couples here; women of every shape, size, color and nationality.

I had been somewhat concerned that my less than perfect hour glass figure would bring me ridicule but quickly realized that the women here were far beyond that vanity. Here they were possessions of the men that trained and molded them into their images of perfection, not what society and TV tried to convey.

I caught glimpses of girls that appeared so young I wondered if they were actually over eighteen. I saw men as well, but only rarely as the overwhelming majority was females in various states of nudity or wearing only lingerie. However, I too noted that I was not the only full figured woman there wearing an outfit that blatantly enhanced her charms as it were.

There were woman in chains with small weights tugging at their breasts or bald pussy lips as they moved behind their masters who conversed and got acquainted. I almost felt jealous of some of the women seeing how they bore their symbols of submission with such humility and yet pride. Not in themselves but in the men they served so boldly.

I was careful to maintain a close tab on Jack’s conversation with Jessie. So grateful that he kept it open allowing me to understand where we were going so I could move with him as we made our way down the center of the structure towards the wide staircase that accessed the second floor.  Even as we approached the steps a male voice called out, “There you are Jack! Welcome to the party!”

The broad shouldered black man in the snug black jeans and white silk shirt was one that I recognized from the club when we had visited a couple of weeks earlier. This was Tony and I saw now why Maria had spoken the way she had. I remembered him from the time he had sampled my wares as it were in the lounge of the club. He was the man that had been quite firm in his handling of my person and I took a slow breath as I realized that he was going to be the first man to sample my nectar when I was placed on display upstairs.

I shook Toni’s hand and recognized him instantly from the club, he was one of the board members, the one that Big Tits had said liked to bite and torment her nipples; he would bear watching, that was certain. The man was trailed by a stunning ebony skinned young woman that could easily pass for a teenager; however her lush full breasts and womanly hips were that of a mature woman. She wore a gold chain bikini that left little to the imagination and couldn’t hide the fresh bright pink lines that crossed her jutting tits.

After the pleasantries were all done Tony glanced at Big Tits smiling warmly as he took in her satin and lace adorned body. Moving to her I watched as he brought his left hand up and lightly caressed her full creamy breasts that still bore evidence of her recent tit flogging by Jessie, the previous evening. He nodded in appreciation of her markings as he nodded, “My, what a delectable set of udders she has Jack, I see you keep her well marked, nice touch!”

I grinned back as I replied, “She relishes in the added pain just after I pump her out or suckle her dry. She should be ready to milk in about an hour and a half. The nipple chains stimulate her milk production when she moves.”

The man’s eyes glittered with ripe expectation as he replied, “Indeed. Then I shall have Monique ready to pleasure you with her mouth as compensation for this whore’s sweet milk. I look forward to working over her nipples.”

Even as I mounted the steps to the upper level I could hear the distinct moans and sobs of the helpless subs as they were used and disciplined at will. I followed Jessie’s lead and led Big Tits to the right where we moved slowly down the wide passage past stalls that held women in various forms of bondage. One happened to catch my eye and her unique dilemma made me pause to examine her plight.

The young woman’s breasts weren’t much more than a C cup, however her breasts were bound next to her ribcage with wide Velcro straps that made them stand out from her chest through the opening in the front of her leather mini dress. Each of her bright pink nipples was pierced with D ring studs as she sat in place. The sub was impaled on a thick dildo mounted atop a specially designed end table with a lamp shade over her head and a sign attached to it that read, “Energy conservation is every ones business. I light up my master’s world and use no electricity.”

I chuckled and turned away as another displayed female caught my eye across the room that Jessie was already viewing, I led Big Tits across the floor and paused to check out this woman that was obviously in a good deal of pain for her master’s pleasure. The auburn haired beauty was blindfolded sitting chained to a chair against the wall. Her legs were spread wide exposing a magnificent cunt that was covered in well trimmed matching red hair.

A ball gag was in her mouth with her hands secured to the post behind her head as she waited in silence for whatever any passersby might want to do to her.  The cardboard sign over head declared, “Please hurt me, I need it!”

I glanced at Jessie, viewing the heavy-duty clamps that adorned her rope bound tits and saw him grinning back at me as he indicated I should take my liberty with the helpless woman. The older man dressed in black leather standing a few feet away coolly informed me, “She is my step sister and my slave. The bitch ran up a nasty credit card debt and now she has to repay me. Go ahead, make her scream.”

Without any hesitation I reached down and grasping the silver weight that hung beneath her bound tits I tugged on it firmly. Instantly the young woman arched her back and screamed into the ball gag as I demanded, “Do you want more, Slut?” To my delight she nodded and again I tugged stretching out her bound tits into cones of pain filled flesh as she screamed again and again arching her back outwards thrusting her tits forward in mute offering to the pain. I stepped back as Jessie brought his hand down on her right tit and slapped it firmly making her breast judder and setting the weight to swaying under her bosom as she cried out again in agony.

I glanced at Big Tits and to my delight I saw envy in her eyes. I was seeing a new side to my slave tonight and was happy to see she was eager to become a part of this. A sound down the way caught my attention and turning I led my slut further down the long structure towards a sight that made my already hard cock pulse with need. I had heard stories about pony girls, but this was my first time actually seeing them in action.

The exercise walker was set up in a large corner section of the back with the poles about seven feet off the floor. Jessie and I moved closer to evaluate this display watching as a Dom stepped up and taking his sub’s wrists, cuffed them with a set of clips to the over head pole. Moments later Jessie too placed Tit Slut on the pole across from the sub.

The two men turned to the dial that was attached to the wall and Jessie gave it a spin to see what implement they would use to urge the subs into action. Even as it spun noisily another Dom added his wench to the third pole and I waited pondering if I should add Big Tits to finish out the load. But before I could make up my mind a rotund older man stepped up and without any hesitation led a stunning olive skinned Hispanic girl into position.

It was quite obvious to all there that she was no stranger to this device as evidenced by the shiny high heeled boots she wore along with the bridle bit in her mouth.  Her full lush breasts were encased in a wire mesh bra with holes located over her areoles and they stood out in silent offering as the man coldly spoke, “Show me how well trained you are my little filly.”  About her slender waist was a wide leather belt that held two dildos in her lower holes. I watched as the men moved to the wall and removed the short crops that the wheel had landed on before taking their places behind their ponies. The men counted to three and swatted the women into action.

The sight was breath taking to say the least. The subs were able to see the woman in front and they all were eager to make their Dom’s look good. I smiled watching the four women move in a slow gait their breasts juddering with each step as they made their first lap about the floor. I glanced about and smiled seeing the other Doms gathering to watch and had a sudden inspiration.

I lightly tugged on Big Tit’s leash and pointed to the floor before me, she never hesitated as she quickly moved into position and knelt facing me her eager mouth open and ready.

Even as I moved into position before Jack I felt a tremor of decadent pleasure course through my satin and lace adorned body. I had been mentally preparing myself for this for days now and I was determined to show my master that I was more than up to the challenge of serving him. I waited as he unzipped his slacks and without any hesitation eased his thick long shaft free.

He held it to my lips and I kissed the thick dark tip and swirled my tongue about it then pursing my lips held the glistening crown as he slowly yet firmly thrust it into my mouth.  I moaned low and huskily as I felt every vein and ridge of his magnificent man tool glide into my warm oral cavity, as his hands held me in position. I fought down the natural urge to move my head knowing all too well he was in total charge and I was merely the receptacle of his hot tasty load.

He eased back and thrust again into my face as I closed my eyes focusing on my breathing technique, tongue action and suction. I could feel every movement of my body enhanced by the tugging of the chains at my nipples as I realized that it wasn’t going to be long before I started hurting and then dripping. I had to admit that wearing these barbell chains was delectable torture. I would need milked 4-5 times a day if I wore them constantly!

Jack held my head firmly and fucked my face with hard short strokes making my udders judder and bounce in the half cups of the corset. I felt his shaft start to throb and was amazed at how quickly he was getting off. Perhaps the pony girl thing was a turn on for him, something we would have to explore later together.

I happened to glance over to discover that several other Doms were also being serviced by their subs as they viewed the four girls ”Prancing” about as they got urged on by strokes to their pert backsides. I felt my balls erupt and I held Big Tits in place as I jetted into her cock hungry mouth. She swallowed eagerly and when I let go of her head she remained in place sucking voraciously at my still hard shaft drawing every drop from me.

I patted her head in approval and she nodded in comprehension as she proceeded to lick my shaft clean before easing away and bowing her head to wait my instructions. I was easing my thick shaft back into my slacks when a female voice caught my attention a few feet away and I glanced up to see a stunning blonde haired dominatrix observing us as a light skinned afro-American girl worked eagerly between her leather clad thighs to pleasure her. The short flogger the fem-Dom held was lightly trailing across the young woman’s pert bare ass as she smiled at me and observed, “I haven’t seen you here before, is she a novice?”

I smiled back and retorted, “In some respects yes, she’s been my lactation/slave for several months now. However this is her first outing with other Subs, so I’m taking it slow with her.”

The woman’s eyebrows went up as she quipped, “A lactation slave? Now that’s a rare thing these days. How long did that take you?”

I grinned and replied, “Oh she was already lactating when I found her, however I must admit that when I increased her level of discipline, her production went up considerably.”

The woman was intrigued by this information as she shuddered and came under her slut’s skilled tongue. Even as the girl licked away the vestiges of her mistresses spending the blond inquired:”So how often do you express her milk and what do you use?”

I smiled and replied, “Well in about an hour you can come down to the booth where she will be displayed and see for yourself. I will be happy to answer any questions you may have.”

The woman’s eyes lit up as she insisted, “You mean you’re going to discipline those big tits before you milk her?”

My master’s answer to the affirmative sent my pulses racing as I waited silently at his feet. I was faintly aware of Tit Slut being released from the exerciser, her pert ass now lined with bright pink marks from the crop. The light tug on my leash brought me to my feet and I meekly trailed behind master as he led me further down the long building.

The next forty-five minutes was one erotic scene after another and I was almost on sensory overload by the time we made the entire circuit of the top floor. Jessie insisted that he and Tit Slut would bring us some food from the buffet downstairs if Jack wanted to meet the display manager. I felt a quiver of anticipation as master agreed and Jessie led us to an enclosed office at the end of the structure. I dutifully knelt beside Jack’s chair as he informed the man of his requirements for the display and the man filled out the forms insisting that accommodating Jack’s needs was no problem whatsoever.

Jack was assigned a stall and I was not in the least surprised when Jack kindly offered the man the use of my body in exchange for his services. The man rounded his desk and looking down snapped, “On your feet bitch!” I rose and keeping my head bowed he reached out and tugged at my nipple chains as he decreed, “She isn’t a bad looking cow Jack, very large areoles and sweet nipples. How’s her cunt?”

“Nice and tight, she has excellent muscle control.” My master informed him. I blushed at his openness about my pussy talents but waited in submission knowing that I was going to be put to use. The man nodded and spoke, “I’m going to fuck you bitch, bend over the desk and give me that cunt!”

I softly spoke, “Yes Sir.” Turning to Jack I rocked my hips forward thrusting my ribbon sealed pussy outwards as I begged; “Would Master please untie my rings?” Jack nodded and reaching down found the ribbon. It came away in my hands and I sighed, “Thank you Master Jack.” I turned again and leaning over the desk placed my hands on the far end gripping the edge as I spread my stocking-clad legs for his easy access.

I felt his hands ease the lace skirt aside leaving my bare ass exposed and then there was the sound of a zipper and I willed my body to relax as I waited. I felt the thick crown of his turgid manhood engage between my ring adorned outer labia and then he thrust into me hard and deep. I tried to remain silent but the pleasure of feeling a hard cock in my soaking cunt was too much to stifle. I heard Jack’s voice as he asked; “ You like having a hard cock in your cunt wench?”

Lowering my head I groaned, “Oh yes Master Jack, very much.” The man rammed in again filling me almost as much as Jack did as I begged, “Oh please kind Sir, fuck this slut, fuck her hard for your pleasure.”

The man grasped my waist as he decreed, “She’s one tight fuck Jack, she’s as skilled as you said, damn!” he commanded, “Take that cock, you whore!”

I rocked my hips back meeting his strokes as I whimpered, “Yes Sir, oh yes Sir I am a whore, my master’s whore.”

The man’s cum was running down my leg as I was led from the office minutes later to our assigned stall. Master had forbidden me to cum and I felt so ashamed that I had even asked. However he assured me that since he hadn’t set forth the conditions that I would not be punished for asking. We moved into the stall and I stared in stunned awe seeing the device that waited me. It was of a most unique design and I could already see how it would be put to use.

Basically it was a table with two sections; the outer consisted of the legs and mounting frame for the inner section. The inner section was made of heavy duty aluminum padded with foam and covered with black naugahide. Straps were strategically located to immobilize the person on it and yet it allowed the inner frame to be locked at any angle from upright to horizontal.

Jack examined the device thoroughly and once he felt familiar with its workings he turned to me and smiled, “I think this will do quite nicely Big Tits. Remove your skirt; it’s only going to get in the way.”

I whispered, “Yes Master.” My fingers were trembling as I untied the wide deep red sash that held the long flowing skirt about my well defined waist. I slipped it free and carefully laid it at the rear of the booth before returning to where Jack waited. In a matter of a couple of minutes I was firmly strapped into the pivoting framework and after tightening it down Jack carefully tested it turning the frame 360 degrees moving me from  a supine position to prone and back again.

There was a soft chuckle from the front of the stall and I heard Jessie’s voice as he quipped, “Damn Big Tits, that frame makes those big udders of yours  stick out like two over sized cantaloupes not to mention that plug sticking out of your  sweet ass.” Jack moved to the chain that ran across the entrance to the stall and unfastened it allowing the two to enter bearing plates of delicious food that smelled wonderful. Jack re secured the chain and then unlocked the table and pivoted it up till I was standing upright.

I waited as he picked up the plate and bringing it to me he forked a generous portion of BBQ beef brusquest into my waiting mouth. I closed my eyes and chewed it savoring the delectable blend of spices and tender meat. I swallowed it and opening my eyes saw he was holding a cup to my lips. I took a sip and swallowed the tangy lemonade then sighed my gratitude.

To be honest I actually liked feeding my slut, she was obviously hungry and I knew that the hours ahead would require sustenance to keep her doing her best and I really wanted her to enjoy it. I made sure she had her fill before I finished off the generous helping that Jessie had procured for us and then went to work finishing the stall for its opening.

Jessie offered to remain there and help but I insisted he go and enjoy the party fully aware that I had to do this for both myself and my sub. I took the placard and the wide magic marker and made the first sign. It read: “FREE MILK SAMPLES-COME TASTE MY UDDER COLA!“ Turning it over I wrote again, “PLEASE COME ABUSE MY BIG COW TITS TILL I CUM!”

Taking the sign I returned it over and slipped it into the holder above the entrance to the stall asking those who desired to sample Big Tit’s milk. I moved to where she waited totally helpless and reaching down I unscrewed the barbells from the studs and slipping the chains free removed them then with a gentle caress of her cheek I pocketed them and unlatched the chain opening the display for business.

I had barely lowered the chain when I saw Tony approaching with his bikini clad slave in tow. He smiled at me and interjected, “Damn Jack I’ve been waiting weeks for this. I hope she’s loaded!”

I smiled back and lifting a hand informed him, “She is, however she’s not quite ready just yet. I need to prime the pump first.” The Negro man gave me an inquisitive look and with a sly wink I opened my jacket and slid out the flogger I kept there.

Tony grinned retorting, “Jack I always knew you were a man of great vision. By all means please proceed.”

I turned to my sub and with a gentle smile I trailed the short nylon strands across her jutting udders. Her entire body quivered as she bit her lip and kept her head bowed in submission. I drew back my arm and with just the snap of my wrist brought the flogger to her right creamy udder bringing a distinct, Switt!” as it landed.

Bit Tits gasped at the sharp stinging to her flesh but kept her head lowered as I targeted her other udder with a second flick of my wrist. “Switt!”

Her response was a tugging at her bonds as her breast juddered under the blow but she remained totally subjective to her punishment. I again targeted her other breast, this time adding a bit more force behind it leaving a deep pink blush to her flesh as she groaned softly. I heard Tony chuckle as he quipped, “She’s full alright, see how taunt her milk bags are?” I nodded and bringing the flogger back laid a sideways stroke across her left nipple. Big Tit’s head came up and she stared at the ceiling as a low whimper escaped her clenched lips. I waited until she had caught her breath then laid a second stroke across her right nipple and she cried out, “Oh mercy Master, please!”

My hands found her newly marked breasts and I caressed them gently as I asked, “Are you ready to be milked cow?”

She nodded quickly as she whimpered, “Oh yes Master milk this slut’s big cow tits, please?” I turned to Tony as the man drew up a padded milking stool. Taking a seat before the helpless big breasted brunette he leaned slightly forward hefting her milk swollen left udder in his hand.

I watched as Tony opened his mouth and let his skilled tongue swirl around my thick elongated nipple. The delightful sensations of his tongue to my abused flesh sent a jolt of raw need through my bound form as I gasped loudly. His fingers tightened holding my udder firmly as he latched onto my aching nipple with a vengeance. His cheeks hollowed as he suckled firmly and I shuddered as I felt my milk let down with its familiar rush in my torso.

I was vaguely aware of the fact that spectators were gathering outside the stall as the broad- chested black man took his pleasure with my full creamy udder. Somehow my world narrowed down to the man before me and the raw growing need in my pussy for a hard cock. Tony took a generous  sample of my sweet nectar then eased away tugging out my nipple with his even white teeth stretching out my milk bag before letting it bounce back into shape as he nodded in delight, “Damn Jack she tastes good. You have a real Milker here!”

The unexpected smattering of applause from the onlookers caught me by surprise and I blushed deep crimson as the man stood and walked away. Another Dom took his place and once again the torment resumed as they suckled me and in the process tormented and abused my udders. I was totally aware that my juices were all but dripping down my thighs as the process continued, god I needed fucked but I knew too that this was Jack’s night and I was merely the means of making him look good to the other Doms.

After about fifteen or so men sampled my essence I knew I was drained and I waited till the man walked away before I whispered, “Master?” Jack was beside me instantly as I sighed, “I think I’m about empty now, would you care to check?”

I waited as he took a seat and suckled each of my nipples then nodded as he agreed. Then to my awed amazement he unlocked the table and tipping it backwards he positioned me on my back then went and changed the sign. He promptly returned and with a naughty grin he reached in his pocket and withdrew of all things, my egg!

I gasped as he smiled and without so much as a word he slowly inserted it into my soaking wet pussy making sure it was situated right in my G spot. I trembled as he clipped the battery case on my garter strap then moved away to wait. I closed my eyes and caught my breath knowing that eventually someone was going to come along and want to flog my now empty tits.

Her voice caught me by surprise, looking over I saw the leather clad blond femdom leading her young slave towards us. “Ah so this is where you are, I was looking forward to asking you a few more questions.”

I smiled politely and replied, “Yes, I’m afraid that you missed out on the free milk samples though.”

The woman’s eyes gleamed with amusement as she waved her crop and retorted, “Oh that’s of no concern right now. This bitch of yours has more interesting things for me, I so enjoy working over a set of big fat tits. No one knows how to make a woman scream like another woman Jack.”

I smiled and replied;”Well, I can’t give you card blanch with her, you understand.”

The woman nodded and winked, “And risk damaging her cow properties? Indeed not! But working a woman’s breasts to orgasm is a fine art as you well know.” I nodded and waved her in as the woman took her time examining Big Tit’s bondage. She paused and made a very delightful suggestion.” Is there some way you can free her legs and spread them so my slut could go down on her while I work the flogger?”

I nodded as she smiled and insisted””That way you can fuck my slut while she works as is only proper.”

In a matter of moments I had the egg removed and Big Tit’s legs were spread wide allowing access to her dripping pussy. The blond woman pointed at my slut’s pouting pussy lips and the glittering rings that were now clearly visible as she commanded, “Get in there and eat that hot juicy pussy, bitch and make sure you make Master Jack cum in your tight young cunt or I’ll beat those tits of yours raw.”

I watched as the light skinned young woman quickly scrambled into position, her fingers spreading the gleaming rings apart as she plunged her tongue into Big Tit’s sopping wet cunt. The girl had bent over at the waist with her legs spread allowing me access. I unzipped my fly and easing my raging hard cock free I stepped up behind her as the blonde’s eyes went wide. She held up a hand and I paused as she stared at my groin then grinned as she informed me:”I think Heather is the lucky one tonight, Nail her good and hard for me?”

I grinned and replied, “Marks and bruises are acceptable but no welts or cutting of her skin, alright?”

The woman nodded and answered, “Watch and see how she likes this Jack, trust me.”

I kept my eyes closed as I listened to them converse knowing that I was totally helpless to intervene in any way. I had never been disciplined by a woman before and just the way she talked sent shiver of apprehension through me. However the skilled tongue that was stabbing deep into my lower passage was making my hips quiver as she proved just how talented the young girl was.

I had caught a glimpse of her earlier and knew instinctively that she was still in her teens and knew that Jack would totally enjoy plundering her young nimble body. The falls of the flogger trailed across my up thrust udders as another wave of sexual lust swept over me. I bit my lower lip as it caressed my right udder then I felt a tongue swirl about my nipple. I arched my back thrusting my torso upwards off the frame as the woman lightly nipped my turgid flesh then lightly brought the flogger to my up thrust breasts.

The sting was just firm enough to make me gasp at it’s delicious intensity and I shivered in unexpected eagerness for the next one. The woman paused lightly raking her lacquered pointed fingernails down the curve of my other breast grasping my nipple with her nails and pinching it just hard enough to make me squeal in anguish. She laughed as my cry filled the stall quipping, “See Jack, she’s like a finely tuned strata various that needs to be played and played hard.” 

I shivered knowing that this woman was indeed going to put me through my paces as it were and yet for some reason I knew too that I wanted this, very much! The flogger again kissed my right breast, the sting teasing my flesh like a lover’s caress. I risked a quick glance down between my jutting tits saw jack driving his shaft into the helpless young teen that was bringing me closer to orgasm with each mounting second.

The blonde’s skilled fingers teased my creamy udders between each stroke of the flogger and I suddenly realized that a sizeable crowd had gathered in the front of the stall to watch the woman at work. I quivered under her skilled touch fighting to maintain my composure but knowing all too well I was only delaying the inevitable.

Jack had made it clear I was allowed to cum all I wanted but had to tell him before I did and to do so in front of all these strangers was so totally humiliating. I gritted my teeth and fought the waves of delicious sexual ecstasy that were building in my tits. Damn this blond bitch was good, she could read me almost as well as Jack. Had I become so transparent, was my craving for pain that obvious?”

The flogger again kissed my flesh, harder this time the lands spread wide across the outer curve of my udder. The woman moved around me skillfully placing every stroke between her raking of her nails across my tits leaving bright pink lines in their wake. I was shivering and whimpering in need as the woman leaned over me and whispered, ”Shall I let you come slut? Shall I free you from this vortex of need you so enjoy?”

I groaned and arched my back thrusting up my tits to the flogger and with a sadistic giggle that sent a wave of utter terror through me she brought the flogger to my left areole. I could hear the lands whistling through the air and gritted my teeth against the impending pain as they descended upon my creamy udder.

I felt them impact my tender flesh and sink into my sensitive well defined areole and nipple like the teeth of a rabid animal. The sheer agony exploded in my breast like a lazar guided bomb that was right on target. I let my head drop back as the pain mixed with the tongue in my pussy brought me to the very crest and for a few brief moments I hung there poised on the brink.

My brain barely registered the sound of the flogger returning to my other udder but it’s landing on my other areole and nipple was the blow that broke me. I could not hold back and with a loud cry I screamed, “COOOOOOOMMMMMMINGGGGGGGG!”

Even as I heard Big Tit’s declare her orgasm I felt my balls let go as I flooded the young girl’s incredibly tight cunt. The teen had groaned loudly when I had lanced into her tightness and yet she had managed to convey to me that she was eager to have me in her passage. I had enjoyed the warm tightness of her body as I had watched my slut being worked by a professional. It was quite obvious that she was holding her own as she let the woman play her body, however I could read her well and I knew that she couldn’t hold out much longer. I was enjoying myself plundering this young teen as I mauled and pinched her tits as she worked feverishly to bring my sub off.

I slammed forward driving the young girl’s face into my sub’s pussy as she moaned and wiggled her hips on my thick shaft. It was obvious even to those watching that the teen was not feeling any pain getting reamed out. Her pussy clenched my thick shaft like a velvet glove, her inner muscles rippling the length of my shaft as I rode her.

I found it quite stimulating to see Big Tit’s udders bounce and jiggle obscenely on her chest as the leather garbed woman used the flogger with great finesse. The bound brunette’s muscles were clenched as she wreathed under the assault on her creamy cow tits. I drove deep into the teen and gripping her C cups held her tight as I blasted into her waxed pussy.

The young woman gripped me tightly draining every drop from my aching balls as she shivered and came with me. The uninhibited cry from the bound woman echoed through the stall as she erupted and bucked lewdly against the teen’s face. I grinned at the statuesque blond as she lowered the flogger and giggled, “Damn Jack this slut comes like a whore in heat! Wish I had a recorder to get that, it was amazing! What a total pain slut!”  I eased away from the bent over teen and the girl resolutely remained in position licking and sucking up the last vestiges of my sub’s spending.

Through the fog of my orgasm I could hear the resounding applause as the onlookers expressed their approval of my unrehearsed performance. Even as I let my head drop back I found my master leaning over to kiss my slightly parted lips. His warmth and tenderness after my ordeal was both welcomes and needed as the onlookers drifted away allowing us a few precious moments alone.

I savored his touch as he examined my flogged udders and I whimpered, “Oh god master she’s so good at that, I would hate to see what she can do with a crop!”

He smiled back at me and inquired, “It’s early yet wench, are you up to more?”

I weakly smiled and nodded as I whispered, “Some ice cold fruit juice and I’ll be ready in a jiffy Master.”

We left the party shortly after midnight after Big Tits bid our host a proper farewell taking his cock in her pussy in the open doorway leading outside. She had bent over at the waist and grasped the doorframe allowing the husky black man to ream out her cunt but good, she came twice before he did making me very proud of her.

The trip back to Jessie’s was much more leisurely than before, I had Big Tits straddle my lap impaling her on my shaft as she fed me her tits, while Tit Slut gave Jessie head. We got home and after I undressed my sub and we showered together we both collapsed in bed.

                                                                       3-8

Looking back on it now I think that if I was really honest about it I would have to admit that I was as stunned by Big Tit’s response to the week in Omaha as any Dom could be. We returned back to the farm as we called it and even before we got the garage door shut she was undressing. I sensed her trailing me up to the back door carrying the two leather cases we had taken with us and as soon as I unlocked the sliding glass door she asked permission to fetch the last case.

I was a bit taken off guard by her request but nodded and she turned and went back to retrieve the case that contained our toys and the pumps. I managed to take it all in stride going into the house to check my phone for messages as she wheeled the case into the kitchen and proceeded to take the cases upstairs to unpack.

I was a bit stressed from all the new things that we had shared over the past few days and quietly retreated downstairs to my den to relax for a few minutes. I closed my eyes and took a slow easy breath allowing my body to relax in the butter soft leather recliner then hearing a strange noise in the doorway I turned my head to discover my sub crawling across the plush carpet totally naked carrying of all things, a riding crop in her mouth.

She crawled across the floor her head bowed in total submission and kneeling before me she assumed her presentation position and waited patiently as I surveyed her magnificent body.

Her beautiful full ripe breasts stood out proudly from her chest, her well defined tan areoles all puffy and swollen with arousal as were her thick dark nipples. The marks from her recent flogging at the party were still faintly evident on the upper slopes of her lush cow udders. I let my eyes sweep over her womanly form as I allowed my hands to heft and caress her lush breasts. She remained totally motionless, only the slow rise and fall of her chest moved as she breathed. I leaned forward and cupped her bald sex feeling the ever present heat that seemed to radiate from her core before I slid a thick finger into her tight pussy as she moaned low in her throat.

I had pondered this all the way back from Omaha after having seen the way my master responded to watching the girl’s working out on the exercise machine as pony girls. I knew that Jack would never ask me to take that role because he enjoyed my “cow” status far too much. However I knew too that he had relished in the way the ponies had responded to the kiss of the crop and that was something I could do for him.

I kept my head bowed in abject submission to him as I relished in his fondling and caressing of my body. This was one part of our relationship that I cherished almost as much as his firm yet balanced control over me. He knew my body like a finely tuned interment and he knew just how to drive me wild with need. A shiver coursed through me and I bit harder on the crop as the first waves of sexual delight coursed through me at his strong authoritative touch.

His fingers closed around the thick leather wrapped handle of the crop and I let it slip from my mouth as he inquired, “Why do you bring me this, Big Tits? Are you in violation of the rules?”

I swallowed hard knowing I had to phrase this properly so he would understand my dilemma. Taking a slow even breath I spoke, “Master Jack, you are a most firm and understanding Dom. I find it is an honor to serve you and to cater to your every desire. However, in the past few days I have discovered that I have failed to meet your needs adequately and beg you to discipline me accordingly.”

His eyes sparkled as he cupped my chin in his palm and lifting my head he met my gaze as he insisted, “And how have you failed to meet my needs Big Tits?”

I swallowed hard and sighed, “Master over the past several weeks you have become a most firm yet understanding Dom. You have surpassed my greatest expectations in learning how to give me the bondage and discipline I crave. However I have failed you in the fact that you desired me to also be your human cow and I relegated that to a minor role which is not what you asked me to be. I ask you to punish me for my lack of insight and to put me in my proper place as your cow.”

I met his intense gaze and he smiled in comprehension as he pondered my confession. I waited with bated breath for his response knowing that I had left the choice up to him as to how to deal with this. I would accept anything he desired to make our relationship improve.

I pondered her proposal for several long tense moments then informed her, “I think a time out is in order here Melinda.” She nodded in my palm and reaching down I drew her into my lap as I felt her snuggle into my arms with a soft sigh, “Thank you Jack.” I laid the crop on the floor and meeting her gaze inquired, “Are you trying to tell me in your own special way that you want me to be more firm with you?”

She blushed and nodded as she answered;”Jack this past week has opened my eyes to a level of submission I had no idea existed. True enough Maria isn’t a pain slut like I am but her total lack of inhibition and craving to please Jessie has really hit me. I know too that you don’t want to damage my breasts because you like to milk me and as your cow I appreciate that. However, I think that it’s time I moved into a new level of submission to you in regards to being your cow.”

“What did you have in mind?” I inquired out of curiosity, wondering just where this was going.

She bit her lower lip and then whispered, “I think as your cow I need my own stall out in the barn or here in the house. I should sleep there at night and wear a collar with a bell on it. I should not be allowed to walk without permission and I must come and beg you to milk me when my udders are full. You are free to punish your cow at will weather her milk bags are full or not and you may breed her any time you desire, here or in public.

I should have a collar with my slave name and cow name engraved on it that I must wear at all times. I should go outside to relieve myself totally nude and eat out of a food trough, unless invited to dine with you. After I receive my rings I should have small cow bells hung from them that will ring as I crawl about the house.”

I exhaled slowly as I listened and my pulse rate started to elevate hearing her proposal. This was a bit more than I had anticipated but I could handle it. I nodded and replied, “I will take your suggestions under advisement and see what I can do. However, there is something else I want to ask you.”

She lifted her head and meeting my eyes she asked, “Yes Jack?”

I hefted her generous tits in my hands and asked, “I want to increase the amount of discipline I give these big tit bags, not the intensity but the types. I want to tit hang you and stretch them out, I want to hear you beg for mercy more.”

Her eyes gleamed as she shivered and inquired, “Oh Jack when can you start? I want that too, please?”

I smiled back and spoke firmly, “Go fetch me the rope bag.  I want to bind your udders. Then kneel before me wench in your presentation position and show me how well you can handle the crop on your tits.” She grinned and all but leaped to her feet to sprint from the room, her head lowered in eager anticipation.

She stood before me mere minutes later as I worked with skilled finesse binding her udders in coils of harsh hemp rope then had her kneel placing her hands behind her back to prove to me how much self control she really possessed.

There was little doubt in my mind that Jack was fully capable of sending me screaming in utter terror into the far corner of the room if he so desired. The crop I had brought him was a formidable tool, easily capable of lacerating my flawless creamy udders. But I knew too that he treasured me not just as a woman but as his slave and he would err on the side of caution in disciplining my newly emptied breasts.

I knelt before him as he carefully wound the colored hemp rope about my E’s working the rope from the base of them outwards making them stand out from my chest like twin creamy pale melons eager for the kiss of the cane. I waited with bated breath as he paused and fondled my creamy milk bags hefting their weight as he coiled the rope about them.

He continued wrapping the rope about my arms securing them snug behind my back as I trembled in anticipation of what was to come. He finished and stepping back he moved about my kneeling form letting his strong lean hands caress my rip full curves.

I licked my lips waiting with my head bowed in total submission knowing that I had opened this door and now had no choice but to step through it into a higher level of discipline from his hand. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him pick up the cane from the plush carpet and without being told I arched my back thrusting out my generous tits giving him a better target to strike. I bit my lip not sure what to expect but anticipating a firm lash across both out thrust jugs.

To my delight and appreciation Jack proved himself to be the man I always knew he was to be deep inside. His wrist snapped forward letting the cane lightly kiss my left breast just hard enough to sting as I exhaled loudly letting him know it was “perfect”. I shivered as I whispered, “Green light Master.” The cane came to my other udder with flawless precision catching it at its fullest curve leaving a sharp sting in its wake and a light pink mark to my flesh.

I moaned in a mixture of anticipation and eagerness as Jack laid the dark brown cane to my trapped udders pausing to tease and caress my throbbing aching nipples between strokes. I knew that I didn’t need to ask permission to cum as this was my unspoken reward for my total submission to him. The growing fire in my tits quickly spread to my pussy and I fought to remain in place knowing to move without permission would end this far too soon.

   

I took my time relishing in the awesome power I felt towering over this stunning woman. One could clearly see the effort she was putting forth to remain in place and I allowed her the space to adjust to her new level of discipline as she shifted back letting her pert backside come to rest on her heels as she widened her knees getting her balance in order to handle the impending strokes.

I started to gradually increase the force of the strokes making sure I never targeted the same place on her creamy breasts as I used her nipples to lift each one in turn and lay a stroke to the tender undersides as she groaned and whimpered but somehow managed to remain in place. I paused to caress her jutting udders noting the now vivid lines across her creamy milk bags.

I had intentionally avoided her swollen puffy areoles and elongated nipples, knowing that once I targeted them she would be coming in a matter of a few strokes and I was eager to determine just how much she could handle in preparation for the collaring ceremony. I slowed the frequency of my strokes but maintained their intensity letting her breasts stop juddering after each stroke as she shivered at my feet her unspoken sobs racking her body at the anguish in her torso.

I grasped her hair in my hand and pulling her head back I delivered the first stroke directly to her left nipple laying the cane directly on the dark swollen engorged nubbin. Her soft scream filled the den and her hands jerked for an instant then she closed her eyes and biting her lower lip she shook under the wave of agony that coursed through her. I smiled in approval and drawing back laid it to her other puffy swollen areole watching the interment drive her nipple back into her jutting milk bag.

Another shrill cry filled the room and she wreathed in acute agony as her breast bounced on her chest under the impact as a bright red line appeared across her nipple. Her hands gripped her ankles as she fought to remain in place, sheer determination keeping her in position. Without another word I tossed the cane aside and pushing her face down on the floor I grasped her waist and holding her  firmly I drove my rock hard shaft into her tightness feeling the rings glide down the length of my shaft as I took her.

Even as the carpet cushioned my face I accepted my fate knowing that Jack had pushed me far past my usual limits and in spite of the raw anguish that filled my tits I felt more of a woman than I ever had since I had accepted my role as a submissive. I lifted my hips without shame eagerly offering my master my body as I felt his hands hold me in preparation to ravish my body. I felt the thick crown of his shaft spread my ringed labia wide and seconds later he plunged into my depths with a vengeance.

I didn’t even try to hold back the scream of delight that vented my mouth as he filled me to my fullest. I found my hips rocking back meeting his second stroke with total abandon as he rammed deep and hard into my eager body. My abused nipples burned as they rubbed against the plush carpet as he rode me with total abandon grunting like a stallion in heat as he rammed his thick hard shaft in my pussy.

Before this minute Jack had always placed me in bondage to discipline my breasts but tonight I had remained in place and accepted his strokes with pleasure. A deep sense of pride filled me as I realized that at last I was able to accept my proper place as his slave. I knelt before him as he thrust deep into my tightness feeling the pleasure growing in my body enhanced by the abuse to my udders knowing all too well that I would carry the marks on my flesh for days.

I groaned in pleasure feeling my nipples rubbing against the plush carpet as he drew me back on his shaft, the two sensations mixed to fill me with a sense of total wantonness as I let myself cum on his thick stalk.

I lifted my head slightly off the floor and whimpered, “Green Light master, green light!” Jack chuckled and slammed harder into me as I gushed, “Yes, yes, oh fuck, yes!” My hands were numb from the ropes but I didn’t care as his thick man root pulsed and throbbed in my sheath.    

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       I woke the next morning to discover that I was alone in bed and there was no sign of my master, however there was a single red rose lying on the pillow next to mine atop a familiar blue envelope. My pulse raced as I sat up and lifting the rose to my nostrils I inhaled the heady scent of it. Laying it aside I picked up the envelope and lifting the flap I withdrew the single page of stationary. Unfolding it I found Jack’s now familiar script.

My Dearest Melinda,

  After much consideration of your proposal last night I have come to the following decision.  Starting this afternoon your role will change in my house hold . From this point on you will fill three roles:

First: You will be my companion, you may have time outs any time you need so we can talk or exchange information. In this mode we will converse as man and woman freely.

Second you will be my cow: In this mode you will be treated as my privately owned human bovine. You may not speak unless it’s to declare your safe word. You are required to crawl on all fours and to sleep in your stall and eat from your feeding trough. I will milk you as I see fit and breed you at will. You cow name is “Bessie” and when I address you as such you will go into cow mode.

Third: this is your slave mode: in this mode I will address you as Big Tits and you will be allowed to walk as commanded and to please me as I command. I am allowing you this morning to relax and rest after your ordeal in Omaha, enjoy. I will see you at noon with more details about your COW status.

Jack.

I lay in bed pondering things in my mind and then paused as I heard a strange noise in the yard. I squirmed from the bed and moving to the window eased back the curtain to discover a delivery truck in the yard with two men unloading lumber from the back. The amount of lumber and hardware combined with the metal gating told me that this was no doubt that this was the materials needed to construct my new stalls and milking stantion. Jack was wasting no time at all in this and my pulse raced thinking about being treated as his cow.                                                                                                                   

I stared in awe then wasted little time in showering then called him on his cell to get permission to drain my already aching udders and he gave me permission instructing me to remain in the house until he told me otherwise. I hurried to the closet and taking out the pumps placed a stool by the window where I could watch the construction workers in the yard below without being observed.

 

My breasts were clearly marked with the strokes from the cane but I bore them with great pride knowing they were open symbols of my submission to the man I truly loved and adored.

By noon it quite evident that the onsite crew knew exactly what was to be done and I found myself making frequent trips to the window overlooking the back yard where a small six sided metal enclosure was erected under the shade of the big sprawling maple tree. I bit my lip as I watched them install the water feeder and food trough on the railings and then had Jack inspect their work.  He was pleased and then they moved into the barn and all I could hear was the faint sound of power tools as they men made frequent trips to the lumber stack to retrieve materials.

I made Jack lunch as was my habit and he came to the house to eat but in spite of the curious looks I gave him he never said a word about what was going on in the barn. I knelt by his chair and he made polite conversation then ordered me over the table for a quick yet very satisfying quickie before he once again vanished back to the barn telling me to remain in the house till he came for me.

I had to admit that keeping my cow in the dark so to speak was a new and yet very rewarding experience for me. She had come to me asking me to take her deeper into the world of being a human cow and I was going to do just that. Perhaps however in ways she had never considered before. I accepted the three packages that arrived by early afternoon by Fed Ex and knew that by nightfall my sub would be ready to enter into her new world as my own bovine.

The true test would be after the work crew left for the day and it was time to insert her into her new role. I went downstairs to the lower level of the barn to where the crew was assembling the new stall next to the milking stantion and inspected the place where Melinda would be spending most of her time as a cow and had to admit that the plush carpet on the floor that was a dark chocolate brown looked nice with the stained and varnished gleaming oak walls and the half gate that would keep her inside.

The crew was my own sub contactors and they knew better than to ask any questions. Besides, the wages I paid them were more than enough to keep them discreet. They had confided in me more than once to having witnessed some very unusual activity on our building sites anyway.

I inspected the watering system and the self dispensing feed trough watching as one of the men filled the dispenser with trail mix as directed while the other man ran fresh cold water into the holding tank, things were about done for this part of the transition. Tomorrow would be a different story though as my cow was about to discover.

I helped the crew load up their power tools and bid them farewell and waited till they had driven down the road closing the gate behind them before I picked up the phone and called the house.

I had been anxious all afternoon about just what was going on in the barn. I had quickly discovered that there wasn’t one window in the house that gave me a view into the large open overhead door into the interior of the hulking structure. However I knew too that as a sub it was my task to simply wait until my master was willing to allow me to see what was going on. I did however take the opportunity to enjoy a long leisurely bubble bath and wash my hair. Then more out of frustration I changed the linens on the bed and cleaned all the toys we had taken to Omaha. I was just getting ready to phone Jack to ask permission to pump out my swollen udders when the phone rang in my hand and I blinked at it for a few seconds in surprise then quickly answered it to hear his voice, “Hello Big Tits, what are you doing?”

“I was about to call you to ask permission to pump out my udders Master Jack.”I replied. His chuckle was low and filled with an eagerness that sent a shiver through me as I grew anxious.

His voice low and husky took me by surprise:”I would like a time out for  about thirty minutes if you can handle that.”

I smiled and felt my anticipation grow even more as I assured him that was fine then my eyes went wide as he asked, “Melinda Graham would you walk across the yard from the house totally naked and meet me in the barn?”

For the very first time in my life a man was asking me to voluntarily walk outside nude, not as a sub or as a slave, but as a woman! I swallowed hard and then replied, “Yes Jack I can do that, right now?”

“Yes please? I’ll be waiting for you just inside the door.”He informed me.

Closing the phone I laid it on the kitchen table as I walked by and pausing at the door to remove my sandals I slid the back door open and stepped out into the late afternoon sunshine. The sun on my bare creamy skin felt good as the soft summer breeze caressed my flesh. I knew Jack could clearly observe my trek across his lush back lawn to the barn and I made sure that I model walked the entire distance setting my milk swollen udders to swaying on my chest and my ass to wiggle delightfully as I approached the open door.

True to his work Jack was waiting;, his eyes gleaming with unspoken pride and delight as I stepped into his arms and he held me close as he kissed my glossy lips hungrily. I moaned in open delight as he plundered my mouth and openly rocked my hips against his telling him I was his for the taking. He eased away and smiled at me then stepping back he took my hand in his and informed me, “Alright, after we spoke last night I listened very carefully to what you suggested. But even more to what you didn’t say and that raises some questions I must ask you.”

I moved over to where my MR-2 Spyder  was and he eased me atop the hood stepping between my spread thighs he looked at me and continued, “First off, you must know by now that I care for you deeply and I would never put you at any risk knowingly.”

I blushed up at him and boldly extended a hand to cup his cheek as I whispered, “Jack we are a mutually exclusive couple and I trust you totally.”

He took my hand and kissed my palm then holding it he met my gaze as he asked, “Do you realize that as my cow I can openly display you here and let everyone see you?”

I shivered at his words and gulped as I whispered, “Everyone?”

He nodded and replied, “You are my livestock and a prize heifer at that. Why should I hide my prize Milker?”

I blushed and looked away for a few moments then back at him before nodding;”Very well Jack if that’s what you want I can live with that I guess, however what about at milking times and when you breed me?”

“Well you’re my property and I can do with you as I wish, even to openly breeding you in front of visitors.” He insisted.

I saw the resolve in his eyes and knew that I had opened a door that held far more than I bargained for beyond it and now had to live with my choices. I waited for several seconds then asked, “And you will protect me and not allow anyone else to milk me or breed me without your consent?”

“Absolutely and no one will abuse my cow, except me. “He vowed firmly.

I smiled at him and nodded, “Very well, I accept these new terms as proposed.”

I stepped back and with a soft warm smile I winked at her as I sighed, “Now wait right here while I go get your first surprise.” She blushed again and nodded as I turned and walked across the floor to the workbench where the three packages lay. I picked up the first two and returning to where she sat I handed her the first. She accepted it and waited for my nod indicating she could open it then her hands tore the wrapping paper off and she lifted the lid to gasp, “Oh my God!”

I waited as she lifted the spotted cowhide leather cincher from the tissue paper and giggled, “Oh my gosh. I’ll even look like a cow now!” She laid it aside and peered back into the carton to gasp, “Brown lace stockings!” she laid them aside and then gave me a wide eyes glance as she gulped, “And a tail?”

I grinned and retorted, “You know where that goes cow!” She meekly nodded and then spotted the collar at the bottom of the carton. She lifted it out and read both sides of the tag it bore and smiled, ”Thank you Jack, it’s perfect!”

I nodded and suggested, “Show me how it fits.”

I waited leaning against the hood of my Solstice as she slid off the hood of her Toyota and started working a brown rose lace patterned stocking up her leg. She took her time making sure they looked right then she picked up the cincher and slid it about her adjusting the material in place. I stepped forward and assisted her engaging the heavy duty zipper that ran up the back. I locked the top tab and then knelt to attach the stockings behind her.

She managed the front ones then turning she picked up the collar and handed it to me.  I shook my head and laid it back on the car hood as she looked at me with questioning eyes then I winked and moved back to the bench to retrieve the last box. I extended it to her and she took it with bewilderment the opened the cardboard flap and lifted the tissue paper aside to gasp, “Holy mother of God!”

She set the box on the hood of her car and lifting out the thigh high brown and white cowhide boots she muttered, “I don’t fucking believe this!” She looked at me for several long moments then slid her foot into the unzipped fur lined boot. I waited as she ran up the zipper then removed the other boot and slid it on as well. She walked across the floor and back then looking up at me she smiled, “You have no idea how totally decadent I feel wearing this. But I want the whole effect, please Jack?”

She turned and bending over the hood of her car she reached back and spread her cheeks as she asked;”Please put the plug tail in my ass?”

The soft leather cincher caressed my womanly curves like a tender lover’s kiss and it was all I could do to keep from begging Jack to take me right there in the barn. Even though I knew that it was going to happen all in good time. I watched as Jack picked up the tapered anal plug that was attached to a light brown tail that was an identical match for my own, even streaked with gold. He reached in his pocket and removing a tube of lube he dripped a bit on the very tip and then spread it around with his fingers.

I exhaled and waited for the now familiar burning sensation as the plug filled my rear hole. I sighed in bliss as it slid home with one smooth thrust and then Jack helped me stand as he turned me to face him and winked telling me we were by no means finished.

I waited as he plucked the collar from the hood of my yellow Toyota and holding it up before me he spoke, “Melinda Graham do you accept this collar as my symbol of total ownership, will you wear it knowing that you are mine to use and milk as I see fit?”

I swallowed hard and without a second thought replied, “Yes Jack I agree to be your cow.”

I closed my eyes as I felt him slip it about my neck and then secure it in place. Then he moved away and I opened my eyes in time to see him returning from the bench with a small package in hand. His fingers lifted the lid and I stared in awe at what it held.

The mittens were made of spotted cowhide and he slipped them over my hands tying the leather lacings holding them on my hands. He smiled at me and spoke:”From this moment on you are my cow, assume your proper position Bessie.”

I dropped to all fours and waited as he clipped a leash on my collar and seconds later I was being led into the milking stantion stall. I managed to crawl up onto the device; he positioned me then informed me, “You are a well behaved cow. I expect you to remain in place and be milked without restraint, understand?”

Remembering the rules I nodded and softly mooed as he tripped the lever that confined my milk swollen udders. I took note that the suction level was set slightly higher than normal but knew too that it was his choice to do so. In mere seconds the goat milking machine was activated and the cylinders were being slid over my swaying udders.

I hung my head in submission as I heard Jack move behind me and then I realized he was taking pictures of me with a digital camera. I kept my head bowed as he moved around taking various shots of my body and ass. He stopped much to my relief and then I felt him lifting my tail and laying it on my back.

Seconds later his thick man root plunged deep into my pussy and I mooed loudly as he rammed balls deep into my passage. I merely remained in place as the pumps surged at my tits drawing my nectar from my nipples as Jack bred his cow with lustful abandon. The feelings of total shame washed over me as I realized that as his cow I was allowed to cum but I couldn’t express my gratitude to him, that sucked!

I groaned loudly as I held Bessie in place and unloaded in her sweet passage then stepping back eased my glistening shaft back in my slacks. Dropping to one knee I checked her catch containers and her flow rate to notice that she was almost empty and both containers were almost full. I eased back on the pressure and closing the tubing I covered both containers and placed them in the fridge noting that I had quite a bit of inventory on hand; more than enough now to cover the number of visitors at the collaring ceremony.

Closing the door I stood and then moving to where my cow meekly waited I shut down the pump and eased the transparent cylinders from her lush stripped udders. She sighed in open relief and I smiled as I moved to the sink built into the counter across the barn and rinsed out the tubing and cylinders for later use. Setting them aside I moved back to her and re attaching the leash to her collar I led her from the stantion back out to the center section of the barn and further down the structure and paused allowing her to view the sight before her.

I waited as her eyes took in the newly constructed cow stall that waited her. The brown carpet covered the floor of the twenty four by sixteen foot enclosure and without any hesitation I led her into her new residence, for a while at least.

I had smelled the fragrance of freshly cut lumber and varnish when I had walked into the barn but nothing had prepared me for the sight that I looked at kneeling beside Jack. The gleaming varnished oak and walnut stall was one of the most beautiful pieces of wood working design I had ever seen. The gate was only about two feet high allowing me to lean out of it when closed to view the barn. I meekly trailed my owner into the stall feeling the plush brown carpet sink under my hands and kees as I looked about in curiosity.

On the far north wall was a stainless steel feeding trough with an automatic dispenser that when I pushed against the pressure switch let a hearty blend of trail mix fill it. And next to it was a chilled water feeder that was shaped like a man’s erect cock that I had to suck the liquid from. Jack tugged on my leash and I turned to look towards the far south end of the enclosure and there I saw a rectangular plastic box that I knew was my litter box.

I raised my eyes to him and he smiled and informed me, “I will remove your tail and mittens before I leave. You are allowed to remove your boots before you go to sleep tonight. “ I nodded and my heart almost skipped a beat as I realized that I was actually going to be here all night. I wondered if he would come out and milk me after six hours, or would he make me suffer till morning? I looked up at him but he ignored me and I accepted this as a sign that he would do as he wanted; as was only fitting for a cow.

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I stood gazing over the gate at Melinda’s slumbering form all snuggled up in the warm sleeping bag I had brought out to her to use and had to smile in approval. She seemed to be handling her new role rather well. Not once had she asked for a time out from the minute I had asked her to come to the barn yesterday.  Of course she had no idea that her transition was just starting and over the next week was going to totally change her life forever.

True enough I loved her and would make every effort to help her ease into this new level of submission that she desired. However as both her Dom and owner I had to let her experience things as they transpired and not try to manipulate every detail of her journey. That would take all the spontaneous fun out of it, for both of us. Glancing at my watch I knew that it was time to wake her and milk her so she wouldn’t be too uncomfortable all day here in her “room”. I was going to bring a small stereo out later and hook it up to give her some music to relax her with and see what effect it would have on her milk production.

I unlatched the door and opening it stepped inside to discover Max lying just inside the gate watching over my lady. Kneeling down I petted him as I whispered, “Well Max old boy looks like you got a new heifer to tend.”

I heard Jack’s voice and my eyes flew open as I found him petting Max by the open gate to my new stall. I smiled at him and tossing aside the sleeping bag I quickly slid on my boots and zipped them up as he watched me. Then dropping to all fours I quickly made my way to the far end of the stall and without any hesitation squatted over my litter box. I met his gaze as I let my bladder void then blushing I emptied my bowels hearing the waste land on the scented cat litter beneath me.

I ignored the pungent smell as I made my way back to nuzzle my face against his thigh as he chuckled, “Well, well are we ready to be milked Bessie?” I nodded and he plucked the leash from the nail on the post and retorted, “Well we best hurry before the work crew arrives. I don’t want to be interrupted.”

Hearing that the workmen were returning I blushed wondering what they were going to be working on now for Jack, I had thought that after they had assembled the small outdoor holding pen for me that they were finished. However I knew better than to ask as Jack led me across the smooth concrete floor to the milking station.

I shuddered as the pumps started draining my udders allowing me to have my first orgasm of the day, which I desperately needed. To be honest I had gotten used to sleeping in Jack’s warm embrace at night and his frequent using of my body in the wee hours of the morning. I gasped as Jack moved behind my kneeling form and drove his thick shaft home with zest as he growled, “Time to breed my favorite heifer.” I mooed lustily as he chuckled and wiggled my ass in silent invitation enjoying his plundering of my body.

I capped her milk containers and slid them in the fridge noting the vast number of containers it held making a mental note to consolidate them and freeze them for the impending ceremony. Then without a word I led my cow back to her stall and locking the gate headed upstairs for my office. I opened my web site and found a new inquiry and after reading the attached data I sent a reply not sure if I had the time right now to take on the job.

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I lay down on the mattress and napped after Jack’s lusty breeding feeling better having had two wonderful orgasms from his solid man handling of my body. I was so used to moving about his house and keeping it clean, doing laundry, and making the bedroom nice that I found it very unsettling and yet I had to accept the fact that I had asked for this and Jack was actually allowing me the chance to experience  another aspect of my life as his submissive.

Getting up I crawled across the plush carpet to the feeding trough and pushing my head against the release dispensed some tasty trail mix into the metal tray. I had to admit that it was my favorite blend of raisins, dried fruit and nuts. I chewed a mouthful then turning my head I opened my mouth and slid my lips around the semi hard penis shaped water dispenser and tightening my lips around it sucked a mouthful of ice cold water into my mouth to wash it down.

I slacked my thirst and heard an unfamiliar sound in the far end of the barn but ignored it thinking it was Max coming to pay me a visit and let me spoil him with my attention. But then I heard the footsteps and realized that they were human and from the firmness, they were male. I froze in place and waited hoping that the stranger was going upstairs but when they stopped outside the gate of my stall I knew I had been discovered.

I lifted my head and found a tall, lean stranger standing there staring at me: his eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief and awe. He reached to his belt, unclipped a tape measure and made a measurement on the gate and then taking a small notebook from his pocket he wrote it down then slipping it away he dropped to one knee and smiled warmly as he asked, “Do you belong to Jack?” I nodded and he nodded back again asking, “Are you his cow?”

Again I nodded blushing as he crooked a finger at me. I knew that I had no choice but to comply and I crawled across the stall to where he knelt. His hand caress my thick dark hair for several long moments as he inspected my body then he asked, “Does he actually milk your tits?

I again nodded and he ordered, “Sit up, let me see your udders cow.” I complied and he gently hefted my now drained milk bags then allowed me to return to all fours as he shook his head and sighed, “That lucky son of a bitch!. I want one too.” I giggled as he stood and without a word walked away.

I was making some last minute changes that a client wanted on their custom designed tree house/bedroom when there was a light tap on my open office door and I looked up to discover Travis standing there. I smiled at my lead foreman and waved him in to take a seat as I inquired, “How’s the spare bedroom coming?”

Travis smiled and retorted, “The mural crew just left and my guys are applying the clear coat to the walls now. We should have the barn and stall done in a couple of hours.”

I nodded in approval and responded, “Great, you guys have earned this bonus, that’s for sure.” Travis chuckled and quipped, “You know Jack I grew up on a farm.”

I was surprised, “Really, you did?”

The man nodded back as he answered, “Yep, I sure did. In fact I was a member of 4 H and FFA too. But you know something?”

“What’s that?” I asked in curiosity.

Lifting an index finger he smiled warmly as he declared, “Not once in all those years of raising prize winning bulls and hogs did I ever once have as beautiful a Heifer as the one I just discovered downstairs just now.”

I grinned and setting back I asked;”So you found Bessie?”

The man nodded as he retorted, “If that’s the name for that big breasted brunet on all fours in the stall, yes. Where in the hell did you find her, and how in God’s name did you talk her into being your personal breeding stock?”

I grinned back at him and said, “I put an ad in a special adult chat room and she responded. We met and things just went from there.”

Travis blew out a slow ragged breath as he demanded, “Was she the only one that responded?”

I shook my head and retorted, “Oh no but I narrowed it down to her after an process of elimination insisting on pictures of the girl’s nude.”

Travis’s eyes went wide as he insisted; “How long did it take you to get her milk in?”

“Oh she was already lactating when we met, why?” I inquired seeing the gleam in his eyes.

Looking away he took a slow breath and then asked, “I’ll make you a deal Jack. You let me drink her dry sometime and I’ll forgo the bonus. I have always wanted a woman that would have milk in her tits for me to enjoy whenever I wanted. I want a cow too damn it!

I laughed and turning to my PC I went back into my history and found the other contacts that had contacted me as I informed him, “Tell you what Travis, I have five women here that were interested when I found Bessie. I’ll print them out and you can contact them; tell them that you got their data from me. But you have to be honest with them about what you want if you expect them to respond, okay? As to your offer, I’m sorry but I can’t take your bonus from you, however if you’ll return here at lunch, after you send the guys out? I’ll let you milk Bessie if you like; she has no problem with oral milking.”

I watched as Travis took the paper from me and with a wide grin he exited my office and for some reason I knew he made a quick stop downstairs to look again at my cow before he all but sprinted to the house.

I rested most of the morning and read a thick paperback novel while listening to a small portable stereo Jack placed on a shelf in my stall. I occasionally munched trail mix and sucked water from the cock faucet, as I came to call it. I felt somewhat pampered and spoiled; yet for some reason I had an inkling that Jack was up to something by the way he looked at me. Promptly at twelve sharp I heard the barn door open and unfamiliar footsteps that vanished up the stairs to the office then a couple of minutes later I heard two sets of footsteps on the stairs, one I defiantly recognized.

I quickly scrambled from the sleeping bag covered mattress and dropping to all fours waited by the gate as I observed Jack and the stranger I had met earlier that morning approaching me. There were knowing grins on their faces and I knew I was in for something. Jack waved me back ordering, “Back up Bessie, Travis wants to see you better.”

Meekly I complied and seconds later the gate was open and the two men entered my stall. I kept my head lowered as Jack spoke, ”Bessie is not just my cow Travis. She is also my sex slave and as such I can use her anytime, any way I desire.” A shiver coursed through me hearing his words wondering just what lay in store for me. Was Jack going to tie me up and flog me or let Travis use me?

I waited as Travis asked, “So did she come to you as your cow or as your sex slave?”

“Actually she came as my submissive lactation slave and only recently expressed her need to be my cow as well.” Jack informed him caressing my hair as he spoke.

Travis nodded in comprehension as he admitted, “Well as many kinky play rooms and bedrooms as we construct a year would seem to indicate that this isn’t just a passing fad. How often do you milk her?”

“Oh about every six hours or so, she should be ready to milk now, want to check for me? I’m sure you did that on the farm as a kid.”

The other man chuckled and retorted, “Yeah but not a cow as pretty as this one; trust me!”

Travis dropped to one knee beside me and I bit my lower lip as his strong lean fingers hefted my right udder and he palpitated it then spoke, “Oh hell yes she’s full, she should start dripping soon by the way her areoles and nipples feel, she’s nice and tight!”

I had stifled the low groan of discomfort when his strong fingers had expertly evaluated my swollen udders and I knew that Jack was going to let him  either milk me or watch me in the stantion, either way I was going to learn first- hand my place as Jack’s prime breeding stock. I heard Jack’s voice and a tremor of anticipation rocked me to my core as he suggested, “Why don’t you go lay down on the mattress and I’ll have Bessie ride your cock while you drain her tits for lunch?”

I blushed crimson as I heard Travis chuckle as he moved to the bed and declare, “Oh sweet, I get to breed her and milk her at the same time, damn that’s good!

I waited till Travis was laying down then at Jack’s command crawled to straddle him reaching down to unleash his raging hard on and to ease it into my cock hungry pussy. I eased down on him feeling him fill my tight passage as his hands cupped my milk swollen udders and gently squeezed them, he sighed, “My God her tits are huge! A guy could spend days just playing with these!”                    

I smiled down at him in appreciation for his praise and then gasped as he opened his mouth and latched onto my left nipple with a vengeance that all but took my breath away. I gasped and moaned as Jack swatted my ass ordering me to ride this bull and milk his balls “dry.” I loudly mooed and went to work. The work of a cow is never done!

By late afternoon Travis made one last trip to my office, stopping by Bessie’s stall to check on her and told me that everything was ready in the house and I wasted little time in writing out the bonus checks and handing them out so the fellows could get on their way. I made sure the gate was secured then moved quickly to the barn where Bessie waited peering out the gate of her stall. Securing the leash to her collar I led her out into the warm summer sun and across the yard to the six sided metal enclosure and opening the gate urged her inside then unclipped the leash and locked it shut leaving her to bask in the warm soft summer breeze.

I knew she was watching me as I retreated to the house totally oblivious to what I was preparing inside for her. Her total trust and submission over the past 24 hours had showed me that she was well on the path for what I knew I wanted from her both as my sub and as a woman. True enough she had asked me to let her fill the role as my cow and I was more than happy to oblige, however last night had told me that getting up to go out to the barn to milk her was not something I relished doing in the dead of winter.

The crew had done a fantastic job in the space of six hours and I made a mental note to see to it they got a raise for this!  I unlocked the closet in the spare bedroom and took out the set of pumps I had ordered only a week ago and attaching the transparent cylinders set everything up for later. I occasionally glanced out the window to see my cow leisurely moving around the pen being careful to stay out of the hot sun.

I moved back to the kitchen and removed the  Kansas City strip steaks from the fridge where they had been marinating in a wine sauce all day and then going out to the grill I turned it on and let it get hot. I glanced over to see her peering through the bars at me, her eyes wide in envy and it took every bit of resolve I had not to go fetch her. However timing was crucial for everything to go as planned.

I glanced at my watch and seconds later a horn sounded at the gate, with a soft smile I pushed the button allowing the vehicle to enter. Even as it moved up the drive I watched as my heifer moved around the enclosure watching as the custom painted motor home rolled to a stop in front of the barn. It was then that she recognized it and eagerly came to the gate to greet out visitors.

Even as the recreational vehicle rolled to a stop I was making my way to the gate. It was Jessie and Maria and I had never been so happy to see anyone in my life! I watched as Maria rounded the vehicle wearing a tiny bikini halter and a pair of hot pants along with her collar and cuffs. She took one look at me and started to giggle as she tugged on Jessie’s arm. The man blinked his eyes at me then waved at Jack as he headed in my direction with Maria in tow.

In a few moments the two were gazing down at me as Jessie quipped, “As I live and breath! You know what Big Tits? This is exactly where you belong, on your hands and knees with those big cow tits all but dragging on the ground ready to be bred by a man.”

I heard Jack’s voice from behind then, “It was her idea too Jessie, she needs bred and quite regularly too. If you want her, take her; my foremen drained her tits at noon and fucked the shit out of her too. She was one happy contented cow, believe me!”

I couldn’t help but blush at his correct observation as I watched Jessie open the gate and close it after stepping through as he spoke over his shoulder, “Tit slut, go give Jack a proper blow job and don’t get burned in the process.”

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I opened my eyes and discovered Maria a few feet away. Her wrists were drawn over her head as she stood blindfolded while her lush breasts sported a pair of bright silver report clamps that were crushing her beautiful dark brown nipples. I managed a weak smile of reassurance over at her as I gathered my strength to look at my fellow submissive.

I stood shackled to rings in the floor as the pumps surged at my heavy udders. I whispered her name and she groaned;“My God Melinda, How much more can you take? They have milked you and fucked every hole you have at least twice in the last two hours and you still could go another two hours!”

I blushed and sighed, “Maria relax sweetie, you have to understand that I want and need this. I liked it when they tied me to the grazing enclosure and took me at the same time. I have wanted to be fucked outdoors in broad daylight since I was eighteen and to have Jessie in my pussy as Jack reamed out my ass? Oh God it was heaven, especially out in the open in our back yard.”

The stunning blonde giggled and retorted, “You are becoming a total slut Big Tits. We got phone calls about you all day after the party of people that wanted to know if you would be back so they could sample your milk and watch you get flogged again. It’s a good thing Jack has you pierced for rings, or somebody might try to steal you from him.”

I laughed softly and retorted, “No Maria I have an exclusive contract with Jack, it’s not going to happen. I’m his cow and sex slave. I need his dominance in order to enjoy the harsh sex and to feel like a total woman.”

The spreader bar between my ankles combined with the tension on my arms and shoulders was edging me closer to another mind numbing orgasm as I heard familiar footsteps approaching then Jack’s voice interrupted my journey.

“I think it’s time we left Jessie and Maria to enjoy the loft for awhile Big Tits. Besides it’s time I put my cow to bed so she can rest till milking time again.” I watched as he lowered the suction on the pump then without warning he yanked the cylinders from my oversized milk bags as I groaned in anguish at the abuse of my udders. My nipples gleamed with my nectar and Jessie bent down to lick it away as Jack freed my ankles from the spreader bar then lowered my arms .

In a matter of minutes I was following Jack across the yard, past the open air pen and into the house where I made a stunning discovery. Jack had taken the second bedroom upstairs and transformed it into a combination milking stantion/ livestock holding pen. The walls were a giant mural of rolling pastures and trees with one side of the room with a small stall for me complete with water feeder, food dispenser just like in the barn and a mattress to sleep on. I meekly entered the stall when he addressed me as Bessie and moved to lie down on the thick soft pad. He dropped to one knee and explained;”I didn’t like sleeping alone in here knowing you were all alone out there in the barn, so you sleep here as a cow and can go out to the barn with me each day, understand?” I nodded and brazenly rising up on my knees I kissed him as he giggled and lightly swatted my ass as he retorted, “Behave or I’ll get out the cattle prod you naughty heifer.” I wiggled my backside eagerly as he shook his head and closed the door as he left me alone.

I snuggled down in the sleeping bag and enjoyed the soft moonlight that flooded the bedroom knowing that Jack was right across the hall. I had so totally enjoyed his suspending me from the rafters in the loft and milking me as he rammed his hard tool up my ass. I was feeling better about my role in his house and wanted nothing more than to be his fuck and suck toy.

I smiled across the table at Jessie and sighed, “Damn Jess this wench is really pushing ,“ things”. Not that I mind at all but I don’t want her to go too far before her collaring next weekend.”

The older Dom nodded and held Tit Slut’s face down on his cock as he replied, “I understand that Jack and to be honest I’m almost envious about how far she has come in such a short period of time. On the other hand you have to realize that she isn’t just your sub; she’s also your cow and that poses a different challenge for the ceremony.”

I blinked back and asked, “How so?”

Jessie smiled and retorted, “Okay here’s where you have to make a choice. Do you brand her as your cow or collar her as your slave? Melinda’s a very talented woman Jack but she can’t be both all the time. The mental stress is too intense for anyone. Doing the cow thing on weekends is cool, but you have to set a schedule and stick to it for her mental well being, otherwise…”

I stared at him for several long moments then nodded as I grasped his logic. It was clear now what I had to do and how I was to approach this impending ceremony. Big Tits was my lactation slave and as such she would take my symbols of ownership.

Leaning forward I replied, “I had not considered that Jess, you’re right. The cow thing should take a minor role to our relationship and Melinda deserves to feel that our lives are more important than the human cow aspects.”

Jessie grunted as he unloaded his balls into his wife’s mouth and then insisted, “That doesn’t mean you can’t opt to let her play farmer with you on occasions too.” I agreed and quietly excusing myself I headed upstairs.

Jack’s moving me from the spare bedroom back into the master suite took me back a bit and yet when he explained why to me I had to admit that it not only made sense but it just reinforced my feelings for him. I slid out of the boots and cow girl outfit and into the shower where Maria helped me bathe and dress in a red lace garter belt, with black lace stockings and 4 inch heels then slipped on my collar and cuffs before joining the men downstairs.

Jack was waiting for me and with a firm tug pulled me into his lap where he promptly informed me, “From now on we keep the cow thing for occasional weekends. Your main focus is as my lactation slave agreed?”

I met his gaze and nodded realizing that he had come to enjoy the closeness we shared in that capacity. I was not expecting what came next however, his hands came out and grasped my lush udders and he cruelly twisted my thick dark nipples as he growled, “Understand that even though you might not be my Cow, I will not hesitate to share your milk with whomever I wish.”

I quickly bowed my head and whimpered, “These cow tits are yours Master Jack. This slut gladly will service whomever you command.” I fought my natural instinct to back away from his harsh treatment of my nipples as he twisted them on opposing directions. I tightened my fists driving my nails into the palms of my hands knowing this was a test of my resolve to maintain my position as his slave and accept his control over me.

However this was nothing compared to the impact his next words had on me as he decreed, “In the morning you will bath and shave me as usual. Then you will pack your portable pumps and have Maria help you select an assortment of your most erotic lingerie to pack in your luggage. I am sending you to Omaha under Master Jessie’s supervision until the ceremony on Saturday. He and Maria will see to it you are properly prepared for what will happen then. I fully expect you to obey Jessie as you would me. The only exception to that is that your ass is not to be fucked by a man, dildos and plugs are allowed only, understand?”

I nodded and whispered, “A time out please?”

To my stunned disbelief he replied, “No Big Tits, not this time. The mere fact you asked for one tells me you may not be ready for Saturday after all.”

The open disappointment in his words brought my next response forth with deep emotion, “Please Master Jack, just two questions. Please?”

He was silent for several long moments then decreed, “You may ask, however if I am not pleased with what you ask I will not hesitate to use the cane on your tits and pussy wench!” The room was totally silent; I knew Jessie and Maria were watching our interaction just a few feet away.

I dropped to the floor my ass high in the air as I expressed my gratitude, “Thank you Master for allowing this unworthy slut to speak. I only wished to know if I was to save my product and if so how should I do so?”

His hand was infinitely gentle as he ran it over my well rounded backside then he chuckled as he slid a pair of fingers into my damp sheath. I shivered visibly as he teased my clit then spoke, “Your questions please me slut and as a reward I will let you share my bed tonight and will use you as I desire. You need not save your product. Master Jessie may dispose of it any way he desires.

Jessie has given me his word that you are safe with him and he will see to your welfare until I reclaim you Saturday. I’m sure you will see to his needs and help Maria become a better lactation slave for him?”

I nodded against the carpet as I wiggled my ass on his fingers and answered, “Oh yes Master Jack, I will be a good slave and show them both how well you have trained me.”

I heard Jessie chuckle and Jack drove his fingers deeper into me as he retorted, “Oh I’m sure you will Big Tits, I’m sure you will.”

Even as I stood in the shower the following morning I was amazed at my slave’s resiliency. I had bound her between the posts at the foot of our bed last night and used a light weight flogger on her udders, ass and pussy till she had spent four times then had ravaged her pussy and asshole till she came another three times and had her kneel by the bed and swallowed down my full bladder of piss before sending her to brush her teeth and crawl in bed.

This morning her breasts were still a bright pink from the flogging and in spite of the obvious discomfort she had remained in place as she rode my cock pinned against the corner of the shower. She was most eager it seemed to shower affection on me and I had to admit that her tender caresses were much appreciated as she preformed her daily tasks. I knew that Jessie and Maria would be up soon and that in spite of her role as my slave Melinda was eager to fill the role of hostess and make them feel welcome in our home.

She had no sooner finished shaving me than I took the towel from her and grinned seeing the way she kept glancing at the clock. I wound it up and swatted her on her bare ass making her squeal in stunned shock as I ordered, “Get your ass to the kitchen wench and fix our guests a proper breakfast!”

She spun about and standing on tip toes she kissed my cheek then with a knowing wink vanished out the door. By the time I dressed and made my way down stairs I found Jessie seated in the living room watching the Sunday news programs while I could smell the fragrance of sausage cooking in the kitchen. He looked up at me and smiled then called out, “Big Tits your master needs coffee, move your ass wench!”

There was a chorus of  female giggles from the kitchen and then I heard my slave answer, “Yes Master Jessie, would you care for some too?”

Jessie gave me an inquisitive look then replied, “ No slut, just bring Jack’s.”

I eased into the leather love seat and seconds later Big Tits was leaning over me holding a large mug of steaming black coffee. I looked down at the black brew and frowned as I looked up at her and she grinned naughtily a she asked, “Some fresh warm milk for your coffee Master?”

I nodded and she leaned over the steaming mug bringing her milk swollen breast over it. I watched as she grasped her left udder in her hands and squeezing it firmly slid them down the length of her milk bag. A few drops found their way into the cup the first time but the second effort produced a stream of liquid that started changing the color of the coffee. It took three more shots to get it the way I liked it and she moved away to have me stop her. “I’m sure Jessie would enjoy a glass of fresh milk with his breakfast Big Tits, see to that.”

I quickly nodded realizing that the next few days were going to be very interesting, to say the least. I hurried back into the kitchen where Maria was fixing scrambled eggs and sausage and informed her I had to make a quick trip upstairs. She nodded and took over the cooking as I hurried back to the bedroom to find my pumps. I hurried as best I could but it still took ten minutes to drain my udders and get the almost ten ounces of product back to the kitchen. However I was taken by surprise by the events that came later in the morning.

Maria helped me pack the frothy items of lingerie that I thought might please Jessie as she discreetly informed me that Jack was letting me to stay with them for a few days so he could get things ready for after the collaring ceremony here at the farm. I was a bit concerned not wanting Jack to go to any real cash output because I knew that I had everything I wanted right here now. Little did I know just how wrong I was.

There was little I could fathom as I was loading my two bags into the custom RV later that morning. I heard a sound behind me and turning my head I discovered jack standing there watching me. I turned to kneel only to have him shake his head and taking me by the hand led me to the rear of the luxury RV. I meekly trailed behind him and stepping through the now open door I froze seeing what was bolted to the floor of the RV.

I looked up at him and he firmly positioned me behind the solid oak horse and dropping to one knee he secured my ankles to the rings in the legs. I submissively leaned forward and to my surprise he reached under me and unwound the built in breast press until it was able to accommodate my creamy swaying udders. Pushing me down he eased them between the two sections of lumber and without a word tightened them down compressing my newly drained tits.

I felt the pressure increase as he tightened down the heavy-duty wing nuts and shivered in anticipation of what I knew lay ahead of me. Jack paused and reaching under me he tugged at my nipples as the delicious sensations coursed through my form and then he secured my wrists to the front rings. I trembled as he grasped my hair and lifting my head he dropped to one knee before me and met my gaze. His voice low and husky decreed, “I trust you will make me proud Big Tits, I will see you Saturday morning.” He leaned in and kissed me hard and long then standing he strode away closing the door behind him.

There was little I could fathom as I was loading my two bags into the custom RV later that morning only to pause when Jack mounted the steps and without a word led me into the rear of the long vehicle. He slid open the door and stepped inside and I meekly followed then froze seeing what was bolted to the floor. The horse was made of sturdy oak and padded with black leather over the soft foam.

Jack positioned me facing the doorway and locked my ankles to the far legs. Then bending me over he secured my wrists to the other two and checked to make sure I was nice and snug. I waited in eager anticipation as he unlatched the built in breast press. Opening it up he pressed between my shoulder blades and I dropped down letting my full creamy udders to slide between the two wooden surfaces. I remained still as he turned down the tension wing nuts compressing my creamy udders as he did.

I shivered as the discomfort started to fill my squished boobs making my areoles and nipples stand out from them. I bit my lip and waited as he made two final turns then reaching in his pocket he withdrew two sadistic looking mousetraps and laid them on the floor under me. Then dropping to one knee he grasped my hair in his hand and pulling my head up savagely kissed me with a raw display of animal lust that made my pussy twitch with need.

His eyes glittered as he sighed, “Make me proud Big Tits. I’ll see you Saturday afternoon.” I stared at him in mute disbelief as he stood then after delivering a solid swat to my up thrust ass walked away and out the door of the RV.

Jessie boarded the RV a few minutes later with Maria in tow and she meekly knelt beside him as he checked out Big Tit’s bindings. Satisfied with them he smiled sadistically picking up one of the mousetraps. Big Tits watched in silent dread as he set it then brought it up under her dangling udder to find her swollen puffy nipple.

She watched in suppressed resolve as the trigger grazed her elongated tender flesh then tripped driving the wire bar down on her wide coral hued areole forcing the teeth of the trap into the underside of her nipple . The anguish exploded in her udder and she gasped loudly as he let the weight of the trap sway under her lush milk bag.

I trembled as Maria’s soft feminine hands caressed my pert ass and teased my pouting ringed labia. I knew that Jessie was in total control now and I had to display the self discipline that Jack had instilled into me over the past three months. I licked my glossy lips and watched as the second trap was positioned under my right udder and I forced my body to remain still as he brought the wood and metal device to my swollen tender nipple knowing the impending anguish that was to come. The trap rose and I saw the spring uncoil driving the metal bar into my areole as the dull edges of the teeth dug into my tender creamy flesh as the pain radiated through my swaying udder.

Jessie lightly swatted each of the helpless woman’s now adorned breasts then standing he spoke, “Tit Slut you will keep Big Tits hot and ready for me, but she is not allowed to cum. If she manages to do so you will be punished, understand?”

Maria nodded and replied, “Yes Master Jessie she is to be kept hot and bothered but is not allowed orgasms.”  The man nodded and turning he walked back to the front of the RV.

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The next four days was a kaleidoscope of new experiences for me, Jessie truly put me through my paces keeping me on edge sexually for the entire time with the assistance of several of his fellow Doms. He made absolutely sure that everyone knew the rules as laid out by Jack and every minute when I wasn’t sleeping or eating I was being milked, or used or being disciplined. My lush creamy udders were given little rest either being flogged or swatted by some form of switch to the point where I came to expect it when being milked.

The blond fem dom from the party showed up the second evening with her sub and I was indoctrinated on the proper way to please a Mistress. In spite of the fact I preferred men I thought I did rather well in pleasing the woman even though my backside stung for days from her crop. Maria insisted I help her with her milking schedule and by Friday evening she was producing almost four ounces of product which was excellent in Jessie’s opinion.

I had been spending each evening in the basement playroom in strict bondage while suffering under the firm lash of the flogger or crop as wielded by Jessie’s skilled hands. Even though he wasn’t Jack I came to appreciate his skills and the time he took to prepare me for what lay ahead of me. I was unprepared for what happened however that Friday evening after dinner.

Jessie ordered both of the subs into the master bedroom where he had them kneel naked before him. Once both women were in position he spoke, “Tomorrow is a special day for both of you. I have taken the liberty of making arrangements for both of you to be waxed and to have your hair styled for the ceremony. However these activities will be conducted in a D/s setting so you will both be wearing only your cuffs, collar, and heels. You will be subject to my commands and I expect you both to obey without question. Big Tits will be fitted for her rings, you Tit Slut will be acting as her maid of honor so to speak. You will report to me any infraction of the rules, no matter how slight for her punishment by Master Jack. Understand?”

Maria glanced over at her fellow submissive and nodded , “I understand Master.”

Jessie waited for several long moments then spoke again, “Big Tits you may sleep at the foot of our bed tonight. You are allowed one blanket, but no pillow. Tit Slut put on your electric blue cincher, stockings and heels. You will pleasure me tonight.” The blond eagerly agreed and scrambled to her feet as Big Tits remained in place waiting for Jessie’s orders. “Big Tit’s you may go to sleep.”

I lay on the thick Berber rug at the foot of the big canopy bed as Jessie pounded into Maria’s tight pussy with a vengeance. I tried my best to ignore the sounds of his thighs slapping against the woman’s buttocks as he plowed her and the frustration built with every second. I hadn’t been allowed an orgasm in over five days now and I was about to explode! 

Never in my life had I ever felt such raw aching need to be taken and yet I knew that this was the ultimate test of my submission to Jack. I knew that in under twelve hours I would be reunited with him and publicly take his collar as my master/owner for all to see. I knew too that it was going to require me to endure far harsher treatment than I had ever known before at the hands of the man I loved.

That in itself didn’t bother me as much as wondering if I could demonstrate to Jack just how much he meant to me as the man I had come to cherish as my Master and lover and remain in the bounds of his submissive. Pulling the blanket over my head I covered my ears as I felt my pussy twitch in need knowing that I wouldn’t be getting any cock till Jack took me at the ceremony.

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                                                                             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.

       

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                                                                         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.”