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Sarah Gets Trained Ch. 10

Sarah awoke a couple of hours later to the feeling of a hand rubbing something on to her ass. Her ass ached where the hand was rubbing. But whatever was being rubbed on her, she assumed it was the salve the doctor had prescribed, was helping.

A few minutes after the rubbing stopped, she started becoming aware of the pressure in her udders. She stood, wincing from the pain caused by the, now only hours old, brand. It hurt to move but the pressure in her udders forced her to walk toward the milking room.

"I see our little heifer is up. I bet your udders are real full. Let's get you hooked up."

Sarah did something then, completely without thought. She mooed. She was shocked when she heard herself moo, but reasoned that, she was a cow and cows moo. Then she spotted her milking station and hurried over.

The stable hand helped ease her down until she was on all fours and then proceeded to wash off her nipples before slipping them into the nozzles.

Sarah mooed again when she felt the milking machine start sucking milk from her overly full udders.

She did little but eat, sleep, conduct some research for Stone, and get milked for the next few days. But gradually the pain and stiffness receded as she settled into life as a cow.

Stone came to see her a week after her branding, just before she was to start her second morning milking.

"How is my little cow doing this morning? I take it your brand is healing well."

"Your cow is doing well. It took me a day or so to get used to the nose ring but now I don't even notice it."

"Good. I won't keep it in there a lot. It's more for when I show you. It's the kind of traditional touch that wins trophies. As you know, I like to win."

"Show me?"

"Yes, fairs aren't just for ponies. There are always cows being shown. I've been winning the pony contests. I figured with you, I'd start winning the cow contests too. You'll be judged on your beauty and milk production."

Sarah had never considered that she'd be milked in public. The thought warred with her concept of being a business woman. What if she had to sit across a negotiating table from someone who had seen her being milked? Then she realized that Stone would have already considered this. She knew her owner would take care of her.

"But won't the ring take away from my beauty?"

"Oh, it's only for the milking event and the parade. I can't wait for the judges to see the length of your nipples. No one has a cow with nipples that long. With a beauty like you, at minimum, I expect to win the beauty contest."

"Thank you. I will do whatever I can to see that you win a trophy."

"I know you will. Now, let's get you settled at your milking station."

When the milking machine had started sucking away, Stone said, "I want your opinion on the potential for this deal."

He then proceeded to discuss the deal with her the whole time she was being milked. He stopped when she was empty.

"I'll email you more information shortly. I want you to prepare a proposal and email it to me the day after tomorrow. Any questions?"

"No sir. I'll get right on it."

"Good cow. Looks like your production has settled at about 3 quarts a day. I may increase your milking to six times a day. One of those sessions will need to be about 2 am. That should prevent your udders from becoming too painful by morning."

"What about hooking them up all night long? I'm sure my production would increase."

"Interesting idea. I'll discuss it with the doctor. Now, I have to go. I have another trainee. She's going to be my second cow."

Sarah shuddered at the thought that another innocent woman was being converted into a cow. While she accepted her status as a cow, she did not wish it on someone else.

Stone saw the emotions flash across her face. He wondered what she'd say if she knew who his "trainee" was.

"One more thing, I've noticed that you haven't been keeping up with your exercises. I expect you to keep my property in tip top shape. I didn't install a gym in the barn for the stable hands; it's to keep my livestock in good shape."

"Yes, sir."

Walking away, he considered her idea of being milked all night. It had real potential.

A few days later, Stone dropped by, once again, before a milking session. He deliberately timed his visits so he could discuss business with his cow while she was being milked. He just loved the incongruity of the situation. He also discussed business with his ponies while they were pulling him around the grounds. It was awkward at first but the ponies gradually learned to speak around their bits. But now they, too, were conditioned to treat their bodies as separate from their minds and their bodies belonged to Stone. Ah, life was good!

"The doctor said your idea might just work. We have to figure out how to keep the nozzles on all night but he thinks he has a way. In the meantime, let's get you milked. I think today, I'll milk you by hand. It's been a while since I've done that. What's the use of having a human cow if you don't occasionally get to milk her by hand?"

While Sarah settled into her milking station, Stone got a pan to place under her udders. He washed his hands and her nipples, and then proceeded to milk her. They discussed one of the deals they were working on the whole time he was milking her.

By this time, Sarah was not even aware of the incongruity of her situation. It was how things were. Her business woman mind was in the body of a human cow. What did happen though was the that sensation of being hand milked created electric jolts to her clit and she had a hard time keeping up the discussion.

Finally, she could not take it any longer. "Please sir, let your cow cum! Please?"

"I guess you won't be any good until after you've cum. So, go ahead. Cum!"

"Aaggh! Oh god. Oooooo! I love it when you milk me by hand. It feels so good. The squeezing and pulling makes me so........... Oh my god!"

Sarah sagged into the milking station, leaning heavily on the bars that kept her udders from dragging on the ground. She was totally spent.

Stone finished milking her and then helped her stand so she could walk to her stable and lay down.

"We'll start your night milking tonight."

"Oh, good. I want you to get full value out of your cow. Besides, I want to always be your biggest producer, no matter how many cows you own. I want you to be proud that you own me."

"I am, little cow. I am."

When she rose a half hour later, Sarah realized she hadn't emailed her sister, Vicki, in a few days. She'd tried to keep up regular emails with her despite all that had happened to her over the last year. She deliberately avoided any mention of her physical training. Instead she just focused on her work and the various people she'd met. She'd been pleased when Vicki got a job right after she graduated with her BA. She was an intern with some large multinational. Vicki didn't give any details about her work, citing a really strict confidentiality agreement she'd had to sign. But it was clear that the work excited her. Sarah was glad that Vicki had a regular job, not one that is designed to turn her into a human cow.

Now that Sarah had settled into her new role, Stone would often take her to work with him in the office. He amused himself by getting her a delicate nose ring to wear there. He loved the looks on his clients' faces when she walked in with it on. One time he seemingly playfully put a string through it while meeting with a client and pulled her along as they walked into a meeting. Sarah had a hard time dealing with this at times. She'd learned to sublimate her milking times at the office but the rest of the time she was supposed to a business woman. The ring, and especially, being led around by it, left her confused and a little hurt. Of course, that's what amused Stone.

The night milking idea worked. Sarah missed awaking to full udders and a fucking but she was pleased that her milk production had gone up as a result. After a couple of weeks of night long sucking, it was now almost up to almost a gallon per udder! The constant sucking at night caused her to have mini-orgasms all night.

She'd wake up feeling sexually sated but was always ready for more by the time of her first of her five times a day milking sessions. Another affect of all the sucking was that her nipples were now larger around than a man's finger. They now fit the milk machine nozzles fairly snuggly.

One day out in the field, Wanda approached Sarah and asked, "How about letting me have a drink?"

"Sure, Stone is no longer measuring my production. Just not too much. It belongs to Stone, remember?"

"I remember."

Wanda squatted in front of Sarah and latched onto Sarah's right nipple. She moved her mouth up and down on the nipple, almost as though she was giving a blowjob. The sensation Sarah was feeling was incredible. It only increased when Wanda's fingers started playing with her clit ring.

After a couple of minutes, Sarah called out to one of the hands, "Please sir, can this cow cum?"

Glancing over at them he said, "Will you look at that. Sure honey, go ahead and cum."

Sarah did just that. This was her first time cumming from the hand of a woman. She wasn't sure how she felt about that, but she knew she had to experience it again.

Life settled into a routine after that with only three changes. One was that she was becoming sexually active with the ponies. That prompted some interspecies jokes from the stable hands but they were good natured jokes. The stable hands loved watching the lesbian action, especially when all three were sexually engaged.

Another change was in the material Stone sent her regarding potential or ongoing deals. Someone had obviously done a lot of prework for her. Sarah guessed it was Stone's new "trainee." Sarah hoped the new "trainee" would not get ensnared.

The final change was the removal of her nose ring. Sarah had grown so used to having a ring in her nose that she felt strange without it. It would be put in for a an hour or two each week just to keep the hole open but otherwise she would not have it in much.

One day she came into the feeding room and saw Ellen practically jumping with joy.

"A fair! We're going to be in a fair this weekend! You'll love it. It's great to see other ponies and cows. Oh, and it's so sexy being looked at by all those people. Makes me soo wet."

Sarah was torn between getting caught up in Ellen's excitement and apprehension at being shown. This would be the first time she'd be out in public in her new cow persona. But Ellen's excitement won her over and she started getting excited. The ponies and cow huddled together after being fed, discussing make up and tips for looking especially sexy when nude or in harness.

The next day the ponies were kitted out with their full regalia. They pranced around the grounds for an hour before the stable hands put an end to that. They removed the ponies' harnesses, tails, and head gear. Then sent the ponies to their stalls. Not that that calmed them down much.

Sarah spent some time pacing in her stall before a stable hand came and led her out on a leash. He didn't kit her out with a harness. Instead, he reinserted her nose ring, took off her collar, and practiced leading her around by her nose.

Then he said, "We're going to color your hide in large spots but we won't do it until right before the fair. It'll make you look like a Holstein. They're great milk cows."

"Perhaps Stone will color my hide permanently. Then I will always look like a Holstein."

"That's up to Stone. But I'll let him know what you said. Bet he gets a kick out of it."

Then the big day came around. The stable hands woke them up early, got them fed, and loaded them into a trailer. It wasn't what you would think of as a livestock trailer. For one thing, it was climate controlled with piped in music. The stalls were small, but well padded with a bench and access to a shared indoor restroom, which was just a section of fake grass hiding a receptacle for their urine.

There was also room for the carts, harnesses, and a milking machine. It was the complete human livestock trailer.

The trip only lasted an hour and half. Not long enough for the livestock to calm down much. Instead, they spent the time gossiping about the fairs they'd been shown in and what might happen this time. The ponies were so excited that Stone would finally have a cow to compete with.

Sarah, one the other hand, was apprehensive. She just hoped she'd measure up and give Stone the trophy he deserved. Who else could have converted a free, intelligent, and educated woman into a human cow? He was a great man and she was his cow.

They were left in the trailer for a while after they arrived at the fair. Sarah figured Stone was taking care of some paperwork. Finally, a stable hand entered and led the ponies out, one by one. Then he came back for the cow.

Sarah blinked when she emerged from the trailer. It was a bright, sunny day. There was a hint of morning coolness but it felt like it would be a pleasantly warm later. That was better for her than for the ponies. Unlike the ponies who would be racing, she would mostly be standing or kneeling all day.

She was taken into a large tent and her leash was tied to a pole on one side of the tent. Attendants she didn't recognize were grooming the ponies and getting them outfitted in their regalia. The ponies were practically shaking with excitement.

Then a woman approached Sarah. She was about Sarah's age but was clearly not livestock. For one thing, she had a crop in one hand. She was also fully dressed.

"So, you're Stone's cow. Impressive. How much milk do you produce a day?"

Sarah proudly answered "Almost a gallon per udder, Ma'am. "

"Really? I've got to find out Stone's secret. I can only get 2-3 quarts per udder at most from my cows."

Just then Stone entered the tent and said "Now, now, Sylvia. No peeking. I'll be showing her in a little while. You can wait just like everyone else."

Sylvia grinned at Stone and said "Are you kidding? You've been bragging about this cow for months now. I had to see her as soon as possible. But I must say, you weren't exaggerating. A gallon per udder! Amazing."

Stone took Sylvia by the elbow and gently led her out of the tent, chatting with her about non-consequential things the whole time.

A short time later, Stone came back and said "Don't let her throw you off. She's been winning the competitions for the last couple of years and knows she's lost the top spot now. I bet she has a new cow before the next fair, trying to get it back. Not that that will do much good. Part of her problem is how she treats her livestock. Not sure why she thinks a beating will get more milk out of a cow."

"Now then, we need to get you ready for the opening parade. I want you to be at your best. This is the start of the beauty judging. You'll be led around by your nose ring during the parade but the judges will be looking for obedience and poise. You are top in both departments, so I know you'll do very well."

Sarah beamed at his praise. It put to rest all her apprehension over possibly letting him down. Her reaction also showed that the old Sarah was completely gone. Where there had been a free thinking mildly feminist woman, there was now a domesticated cow.

Stone held out a butt plug for her to see. "I had this made for the parade. As you can see, it's a creamy white just like your milk. On the end, it has the logo for my business. I never lose an opportunity to advertise to the right audience. I know lots of people will be staring at your lovely ass."

He handed her the plug and left. A couple of minutes later a pair of attendants came over to start preparing Sarah for the parade. They made up not only her face; they also applied large temporary tattoos that gave her body large black spots. They then colored the rest of her skin white. The only things not black or white were her long nipples. They painted them a deep red. The final step was to put her nose ring and butt plug in.

They led her over to a bank of mirrors like you'd see in a tailor shop. For the first time, Sarah saw what she looked like in her full parade regalia. The black and white made an interesting contrast. One udder was half covered in black while the other was all white. Her deep red nipples stood out obscenely in contrast. At least, it would have been obscene if she was human. As a cow, Sarah was so pleased by how much it highlighted her long nipples. It also highlighted her status as a cow, designed to be milked by her owner.

Finally, Sarah shifted so she could see her ass. It was tattooed black, so the white butt plug stood out as if under a spotlight. She could see the company logo very clearly. Once again, she was impressed with Stone as a business man. He left no detail to chance.

Then there was her brand. They had left it uncolored. Her natural flesh tone against the black made it very obvious that she was a branded cow. Sarah shivered in pleasure at seeing herself. She knew Stone would win today. He had created a perfect cow and she was it. She was so proud of him!

Suddenly, it was time. Sarah's nervousness returned as an attendant came up to clip a leash to her nose ring. She was led over behind a cart that was decorated with ribbons and other colorful items. The ponies were harnessed up. They were in their full regalia, shifting around, stomping their hooves, anxious to get started.

Stone walked up just as Sarah's leash was being attached to the back of the cart.

"My, aren't you a pretty heifer. No matter what else happens today, I want you to know how pleased I am to own you."

Sarah blushed and grinned at his statement. Not that you could tell she blushed since her face was also covered in black and white.

Stone jumped into the cart and an attendant handed him a long buggy whip. Another attendant opened the tent in front of the cart and Stone flicked the whip at both ponies' asses. It wasn't a hard flick, more symbolic since he knew his biggest problem would be keeping the ponies from going too quick in their excitement.

With that, Sarah was, for the first time, shown in public as his cow. They joined the parade as it made its way down the main street of the fair and into a large ring. It was obvious that this was a regular fairground, probably used for more normal fairs most of the year. Sarah wondered if the fairground owners know what kind of fair was being held here today.

It immediately became obvious that Stone and his new cow were what everyone wanted to see. People craned their necks to get a better look at her. Some pointed at her nose ring, others at her long red nipples, while others were intrigued by her black and white skin. Of course, as she was past the people, she could hear comments about her butt plug and brand. Being at the center of so much attention and conscious of her status as Stone's first cow, Sarah proudly stood up straight and thrust her large udders out for everyone to admire.

Sarah could see other cows being led around the ring. But none of them, from what she could see, were being led around by the nose. Nor did she see any nipples as long as hers. Of course, it was hard to tell from a distance. But with those thoughts, another wave of pride suffused her.

At the front of the cart, the ponies were prancing with very high steps. It made the cart jerk a little, but there was enough slack in Sarah's leash that she wasn't worried about her ring getting pulled on.

Before she knew it, the parade was over. All the participants lined up around the ring and the audience was invited down to examine them. Needless to say, a crowd quickly surrounded Stone's cart and started pelting him with questions. He started to answer one question but so many were coming his way that he finally stood up in the cart and announced, "Please, everyone, may I have your attention? If you will give me a few minutes, I will bring my new cow over to the stage in the amphitheater. There I will give you some history on my cow and some of her unique features."
With that, Stone sat back down and flicked the reins, prompting the ponies to move forward. The crowd reluctantly parted to let them pass.

When they got back to their tent, Stone jumped off the cart with a big grin on his face. "Did you see their faces? Everyone wants to know all about my cow! This is great! This makes all the work I put in over the last year worthwhile. "

He wasn't speaking to anyone in particular. He was just so excited, he could barely contain himself. He calmed down enough to motion to an attendant to unharness the ponies. While they were doing that, he walked over to them and said, "You two were magnificent. You are excellent ponies. If it wasn't for my new cow, you'd have been the highlight of the parade."

Both ponies beamed at his words of praise. Like Sarah, they had left their earlier personas of free, intelligent women far behind. Now they were Stone's livestock and proud of it.

"I'll be back in a while for the first race. Make sure you rest up. I want to win again this year. I hear that Mr. Burns has a new set of ponies that he thinks can beat you. I want to prove him wrong."

"Oh, we will, sir. We'll be the fastest ponies and win that trophy for you. You can bet on that." "I know. Now let the attendants get you out of that harness so you can rest."

Turning, Stone spoke to two attendants, "Please take her milking station and a bucket over to the amphitheater. I will be giving a milking demonstration."

He then took up Sarah's leash and led her out of the tent. Sarah looked around curiously as she was led through the fair crowd. It was just like any other country fairs she'd seen except the only livestock here were human. There were booths for fresh produce as well as ones for livestock feed. There were booths with games and booths offering services such as branding, custom leatherwork, and tattoos.

Everywhere they went, people stared at Stone's cow. Finally, they came to an amphitheater and mounted the stage. There must have been over a hundred people in that amphitheater as well as some livestock. Stone placed Sarah in the center of the stage at the front and stood beside her.

"Now, everyone let me have your attention. This is Sarah. I've spent the last year and a half domesticating her. She came to me as a highly educated young woman with a fierce sense of self. As you know, that is just the kind I love to domesticate. I won't bore you with the details of how I converted her into my cow. Instead, I will show you some of the modifications I've made to this cow's body."

Sarah was a little shocked to hear his characterization of her when she'd come to him. Sometimes she barely remembered the person she'd been now. And to hear she'd been domesticated. It made her sound like a wild animal that needed his hand to civilize it. From what she remembered of her old self, that was as good a characterization as any. She had been wild; a willful woman who didn't understand her true place was under Stone's control.

"I know you've all seen her nipples. She came to me with nipples a half inch long. While that is good enough for some farmers, I wanted nipples long enough to milk with my hands. So I started lengthening them. "

Someone shouted, "How did you lengthen them?"

"I won't tell you how. But in a few minutes, I will give you a milking demonstration. They are now a little over three inches long and as big around as my forefinger. As you will see, they are perfect for hand milking. They also fit perfectly in a goat milking machine."

"The other modification I made to this body was getting grommets put in her pussy lips so I could lace them up. Sarah, turn around and bend over so these good people can see the laces."

Sarah obediently turned and bent over. She reached back and spread her cheeks so they had a clear view of her laced up lips. Showing off Stone's handiwork started getting her worked up and her juices began to flow.

One guy in the audience noticed this and said, "Looks like she produces liquid from down there too."

The crowd laughed at that even as they struggled to get a closer look.

"Will you look at that?"

"Stone, did you have to lengthen her lips too?"

"No, fortunately Sarah came to me with extraordinarily long lips. I merely took advantage of the opportunity. It was an invaluable aid in her domestication."

"But how does she piss?"

"Ah, for that she must ask permission to have my pussy unlocked. You can imagine how well that helped cement her status in her mind."

Looking through her spread legs, Sarah could see many in the audience nod in agreement at that statement. His statement triggered the memory of her first realization that Stone controlled all her bodily functions. It had been an epiphany for her, one that she had grown to appreciate and enjoy ever since that fateful day.

"Will you be breeding her?"

"I haven't decided. I don't believe in turning children into livestock but she has great genes that would be a shame to lose. I believe I mentioned that she came to me well educated. What I didn't tell you is that she has an MBA from a top school where she was in the top 5 percent. "

"My god, Stone. I am truly impressed with your accomplishment."

"Thank you. I don't want you to think I've let that great mind go to waste. Sarah is not only my cow, she works actively in my business. "

"Now, Sarah please get into your milking station."

Once she was in the semi-kneeling position with her udders hanging down, Stone positioned the bucket underneath and announced, "As you can see, my hands are a little larger than her nipples but there is sufficient flesh for me to properly milk her."

With that, Stone started milking her. She could see looks of lust when she looked out over the audience. She smiled at that and then a vestige of her old self emerged suddenly. She was being milked like a cow in front of all these people! Oh god. How could this be happening! As embarrassed as she felt, she also felt a level of arousal. How could that be?

But as suddenly as it emerged, her old self submerged again and she was content. She looked down at her udders so she could both see and hear the milk squirt into the bucket. It was a sound that she had learned to find quite erotic and it heightened her state of arousal even more. So much so, that she cried out, "Oh sir, please, may I cum. Please!"

"Yes, cum for these good people."

Sarah started to cum as soon as the words left his mouth but instead of moans, what came out was a series of low moos.

"As I am sure you've all noticed, little Sarah is having an orgasm. That is partly due to her training. I've worked to ensure she associates being milked with having sex. I assure you, it was not arduous to train her to do this."

The crowd laughed at that statement. Most of the men and many of the women in the crowd would have loved to help train the lovely Sarah by having sex with her while she was being milked.

"One thing she was not trained to do was moo. She started that spontaneously about a month ago and now uses it as a normal part of her communication."

After a couple of minutes, Stone ceased milking her even though her udders still had plenty of milk.

"That's enough milking for now. I need her to be very full for the milking competition after lunch. Just to let you in on a little secret, I will tell you that Sarah produces almost a gallon of milk a day from each udder. So I fully expect to win that competition. Now if you'll excuse me. I need to take my cow back to the barn."

Stone led Sarah back to the tent where she was allowed to lay down. It felt like such a relief. Her udders were aching from hanging free all this time. Normally she wore a shelf bra except when she was being milked and that only lasted 20-25 minutes. She'd been without a bra for 2-3 hours and the weight of the milk was really pulling them down.

Before he left her, Sarah asked, "Sir, my nipples are longer than 3 inches. Why are you telling them they are only 3 inches? I thought you were so proud of their length."

Stone chuckled before responding, "Because I know a lot of them will be lengthening their cows' nipples before the next fair. I want them to aim low. Not that it will do them any good. I'm changing the nozzles on the milking machine after today. I'm putting deeper ones on. That should lengthen your nipples even more, so next fair they'll have at least 5 inches to beat."

"Now, close your eyes for a few minutes."

Sarah did just that and didn't stir until she heard the ponies being harnessed again. Lifting her head, she saw them almost dancing with excitement. She guessed it was time for their race. This was the only race they would race that day. It was only 4 miles long. But it was a race of endurance and speed that would wear the ponies out. Not that the distance was too long for Stone's ponies, it was the fact that they'd be pulling him in a cart on a racetrack that went over some hills, putting different stains on their muscles as they alternated between pulling up the hills and braking on the down slopes, that would tire them out.

An attendant came over and signaled that Sarah was to rise. When she did so, the attendant put a shelf bra on her. While she was relieved her udders were not hanging, she was also concerned that it didn't show her as the fully domesticated cow that she was. But, as always, she assumed Stone had considered that and decided on the appropriate course of action.

The attendant removed her nose ring and placed her collar around her neck and then fastened a leash to the collar. A stable hand came over and took the leash to lead her outside.

"Stone thought you'd like to watch the race from his box."

It warmed Sarah to know he'd thought of her. She had been looking forward to the race but thought that, at best, she be tied up at the finish line in case Stone wanted a drink when he finished. So she was very excited to know she'd have a person's view of the race. What a lucky cow she was!

Stone's box had a great view of much of the course. The starting line was right below his box and, since it also served as the finish line, she would have a great view of both most exciting parts of the race. She saw the contestants lined up, their ponies moving restlessly as they waited the starting gun.

Then it happened and they were off in a rush. Stone quickly worked his way to the front of the pack, a place he kept for the rest of the race. Sarah strained to catch a glimpse of his cart as he moved along the course. Every time she saw him, she felt her heart quicken with pride.

Finally, someone spotted the lead carts as they neared the finish line. Sarah and the stable hand were clutching the railing, trying to get a better look. But then it became apparent that Stone was in the lead with only one other cart even close to him. Even that one was several cart lengths behind.

Stone ended up winning the race by less than a cart length. The second place cart had a last minute burst of speed that almost worked. It made the race very exciting.

The stable hand led Sarah down to the finish line where Stone was accepting the congratulations from his fellow competitors.

"By god, Stone. I almost had you there."

"That you did, but we both know I have the best team. "

"I'll admit they're good but I'll keep at it until I beat you."

"You do that. In the meantime, I'm going to have a drink before lunch."

Stone walked his cart over to the stable hand and said, "Better walk them out before putting them away. Make sure they get a good feed but not so much they get sleepy. I want them there when Sarah wins the milking contest. Their beauty contest isn't until just before the awards ceremony, so they'll have time to get their energy back."

At that moment, Ellen said, "Sir, I know I can win the single pony race."

"Ellen, we've discussed this already. I will let it go this time but if you forget your place again, I will have to take the crop to your pretty ass. Do you understand?"

Ellen lowered her eyes and replied, "Yes, sir. I understand my place. I'm sorry that I forgot."

Stone just took Sarah's leash and led her to an out of way place. Then he leaned over to take one of her nipples in his mouth and proceeded to take a deep drink.

"I expect you to win the milking contest very handily, so a little drink now won't make much of a difference. Besides, with your being milked all night, you produce milk so much faster than other cows. I would not be surprised if had to start milking you six times a day to keep up with your production."

"Not that I could resist a little taste after my victory. Your milk is so tasty these days."

"Thank you, sir. I know you've been adjusting my diet. I'm pleased to hear the milk my udders produce pleases you. If you must know, it is actually a relief to have the pressure lessened. They were getting very full."

"I could tell. I don't want to milk you until the contest after lunch. So you'll have to bear the pressure until then. But that doesn't mean I can't lessen the pressure on your other udder."

Stone then took a deep drink from her other udder.

"Ah, very good. Now, let's take you back to the tent so you can eat. I have to attend an owner's luncheon."

Stone led Sarah back to the tent and handed her off to an attendant. The attendant led her over to a trough. The sight of the food made her realize just how hungry she was. Breakfast had been early today, which combined with all the excitement had really made her hungry. She dove into the food and ate with gusto. The ponies were led in by the stable hand just as she finished.

Sarah jumped up and rushed over to them. "You were magnificent! Stone has trained you so well."

"Thank you. But now we're famished."

"No eating until you've been washed down. You need to cool off. Sheesh, you ponies. Good thing I'm around or you'd founder."

The stable hand then tied them off to one side of the tent. He took off their harnesses before giving them a sponge bath. Sarah could tell that, despite their desire to eat, both ponies felt much better after being bathed. In fact, Wanda started humping the sponge when he was trying to clean between her legs.

He pulled the sponge away and said "Enough of that! You do too much of that and you'll be too sleepy to watch Sarah's competition. "

Wanda looked sheepish when he said that and immediately calmed down. She didn't do anything else when he toweled her off even though he seemed to spend a long time drying her crotch.

He let them lay down for a few minutes after they'd eaten.

While they were resting, an attendant washed Sarah's nipples of the last vestiges of the rouge that had colored them a deep red earlier that day. Not there was much. Between her hand milking and Stone's drinking, most of it was gone.

The attendant then checked her over to be sure the temporary tattoo was intact. The final step was to reinsert her nose ring and attach a leash to it. She tied Sarah to a pole and walked away.

Sarah just stood there quietly until Stone came in to fetch her. He gently felt her udders causing her to moo in discomfort.

"I know little cow. You need to be milked. It won't be long now. "

Stone led her along to a long series of small stalls, each of which had a milking station and milking machine. The stations were facing out so the judges could see the cows being milked. Stone brought Sarah into a station and turned her around so she could kneel at her station. After she was in position, he tied her leash to a hook in the wall and then stood outside the stall. The stable hand arrived about that time and tied the ponies up just outside her stall.

He noticed that Sylvia had her cow in the stall across from Sarah's. Her cow was a big boned woman with extremely large udders. Clearly, Sylvia was going for production not beauty with this one as her face was rather squashed and ugly.

They had just nodded at each other when a judge approached the mike and announced, "We'll begin the judging in a minute. There are two measures of success in this contest; quantity of milk production and presentation. Your cows will be milked as long as they are producing measurable amounts of milk. In case you didn't know, there are 32 cows in this contest. A few of them have been with us before but I see some new cows have been added."

"As soon as I ring this cow bell, you may proceed." With that, he rang the bell and owners quickly entered the stalls to start the milking process.

As Stone did not usually hook Sarah up to the machine, he fumbled a little but finally got it hooked up. Sarah mooed rather loudly when it started sucking causing Sylvia to look up from where she was watching her cow's udders wiggle as they were milked.

Now that the contest had started there wasn't much for the owners to do. So they milled about making small talk with each other. The judges walked around examining the cows, making notes as they went. Three of them congregated in front of Sarah's stall. Stone heard one of them quietly say to another judge, "Look at that nose ring. Very authentic. And it doesn't take away from her beauty."

It didn't take long for the first cow to be emptied. That seemed to have started something as a string of other cows were also emptied soon thereafter. Then it was just Stone's and Sylvia's cows left. By now, it had been 25 minutes and Sylvia's cow's production was slowing. Then it stopped. But Sarah's udders continued to produce milk. It wasn't long before all the owners and judges were standing around her stall, looking on in awe.

"Stone, I don't know how you do it. She's still producing milk! Amazing!"

Finally, after 40 minutes her production stopped. One of the judges stepped up the container with her production in it and gasped.

"There's almost a gallon in here! That has to be a record!"

By contrast, Sylvia's cow's large udders had only produced two and half quarts. It was obvious that Stone had won another contest.

After accepting the congratulations of all the other owners (albeit a rather reluctant one from Sylvia), Stone took Sarah back to the tent.

"You'll need to be scrubbed down for the beauty contest. For this one, only your permanent markings are allowed."

"Oh, I've grown to like my new colors. Perhaps you can make them permanent before the next fair?"

Stone chuckled and said, "I hear you suggested that earlier. Good cow. I think it's a splendid idea. I can just see their faces when I bring you out for the beauty contest in Holstein colors. But for now, let's get you bathed."

Stone took it upon himself to bathe her, giving special attention to her pussy after he'd unlocked it. So much attention that she was soon asking for permission to cum.

"Not quite yet. I want you in heat for the beauty contest. But I promise you a good cum after it's done."

Then the time was upon them and Stone led her out to the arena, this time using her collar rather than her nose ring. There were only 10 cows in this contest; most had dropped out earlier in the day after seeing Stone's cow. There were two stunning brunette cows with the same owner. But their udders had normal size nipples, so Stone doubted they would win.

The judges asked that each cow be paraded out individually to stand in front of the judges for inspection. Cows were required to place their hands behind their heads and stick out their udders. The judges examined the front of each cow, including their cunts, in a very hands-on fashion. They then had the cow turn 90 degrees to the left for another close inspection. Next, another 90 degree turn. This time the cow was told to drop her hands, bend over, and reach back to spread their cheeks. This was followed by a return to an upright position with hands behind their heads and another 90 degree turn. Finally, each cow was told to face the judges again and bend over and make their udders sway. This was mostly a measure of elasticity and firmness. Besides, the owners found it erotic and knew it humiliated the cows. In fact, one cow broke down at that point when she was being inspected and left the arena. Her owner was very pissed and followed after her. That was a cow due for a whipping. When Sarah was led up, the judges made a point of fingering her long nipples. Their murmurs sounded very impressed. One of them milked her a few times and was not at all annoyed when milk squirted all over her dress. All in all, the judges were obviously very impressed with the cow.
The contest ended fairly quickly and Stone led her back to the tent. Once there, he handed her leash over to an attendant and took up the ponies' leads to take them to the arena for their beauty show. Unlike the cows, ponies were supposed to be in all their regalia just as equine ponies would be in a show.

Sarah was milked while the ponies were gone so she would be ready for the final ceremony when the winners were announced.

The pony contest took longer than the cow contest, partly because there were almost 50 ponies in the contest. The other reason was that each pony was required to go through a series of moves much like you'd see in a dressage competition for equine ponies. Dressage, in this case, is considered to be the highest expression of pony training where the pony is expected to perform from memory a series of predetermined movements. Its fundamental purpose is to show a pony's natural athletic ability and willingness to perform.

It was a rather grueling performance for each pony as it was all in high step and involved a series of spins. They also had to kneel a few times and bow their heads to the ground. The ponies had to have perfect posture the whole time.

One of the new training techniques Stone used this year was the inclusion of ballet training. It helped his ponies' poise and posture immensely.

To no one's surprise, his two ponies were the stand out performers. In fact, Stone was offered significant sums of money for them after the show. Of course, he turned them down. He loved winning way too much to sell them. Maybe one day, but not today.

Finally the pony contest was over and it was time for the final ceremony. Sarah was led out to stand with Stone and his two ponies. Wanda was still breathing hard from her performance (she'd been last), but she and Ellen were quivering with excitement.

It was no surprise that Stone swept all the categories he'd entered his livestock into. Ellen won the beauty contest but the judges said she'd only beat Wanda by a hair. This was no surprise as the two regularly traded first place in that contest. But what was a surprise was that the judges were so impressed with his entries that they came up with a whole new category for him; Overall Fair Champion.

It was late when the livestock trailer finally pulled up to Stone's barn and the sleepy livestock were stabled for the night. Each of them had gotten a special food treat on the way home and were given permission to orgasm 3 times on the way home. The three of them spent an hour locked together licking and sucking until they fell asleep in each other's arms.
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