"I love old fashioned discipline, Sir... manacles..." she taunted. "Educated men who know what they want... and who won't blush or go squeamy when they get what they want." "Squeamy...great word. But be careful what you wish for." The next Friday, I brought home a leather collar, like a dog collar, but with silver chains running to adjustable nipple clamps...
Ch. 07 Bulls breeding a hucow After a few days living in a milking stall, Margaret worried that she might have been abandoned by Mathew, her boyfriend and master. He'd sent her for hucow training which she agreed to because he was her master, and had to be obeyed. As soon as she got to the farm, she was attached to a milking machine, which meant she couldn...
Ian peered into Dinah's breeding cell and watched her sleep. The baby inside her was big enough now that she had to sleep on her side with a pillow between her knees to keep her hips aligned. He watched as she slept fitfully, the baby's movements now very perceptible within her. He hated to wake her, but this may be the final session he has with her, so he c...
The rooster in the barn crowed waking me from my good night's sleep. I shifted on my straw covered mattress to wake myself up. I stretched to feel that wonderful feeling of all my joints waking up and falling into place. Today was a big day after all. Master would be coming soon I hoped. All the other livestock were waking up as well. I could hear them rustl...
Desti is a small village with around 200 people residing in it with a big dam on the upstream. Everyone is very conservative and happily living in their mud houses. After the severe flood warnings, every man and kid of the village went to the repair the dam with government officials. I was tasked to protect the village woman and valuables in my home. I (Te...
2. Cowgirl Anatomy While cowgirls retain the majority of the physical and biological characteristics of human females, there are certain aspects of cowgirl anatomy that separate them from the average woman. Some aspects are obvious to even the most casual observer, while others are more subtle and can go unnoticed by those who are unacquainted with the indu...
"Orgasms," she explained. Professor Lily's rose flower, which grew naturally from her scalp, seemed to shrink back into a bud, and retreat under her thick mane of forest-green hair. A sure sign that the buxom forest nymph was distressed. "That's why Dryads seem to be bound to their trees; Orgasms." She and the pink-haired pixie, Lisaeluriel (Lisa for short)...
This is an Expy fantasy Earth setting with Monstergirls, and these stories go somewhere around the northern Baltic area, just because its cold, forested and damp there. I am neither a slav nor a Baltic Ugaric person. I just wanted the rich green woods of those lands to host mamonos. And humans. And cue babymaking and young marriages and not so dark lewds. E...
Thunder cracked its fiery whip against the verdant landscape of the Orelas Valley as Elizabeth descended inside the cavernous gash of the cave mouth. Rain pelted her luscious figure as though it were a desperate admirer, plastering her silk burgundy dress against her body as she escaped its smothering embrace and conjured a bright green flame to illuminate h...
That was the name of the one that infected me. I've no idea where this started and I haven't seen her since. And I can't stop it, can't control it, can't stop being Cherry and breeding more. I remember going to this party on campus and I wasn't a popular guy, overweight and kind of a nerd and I can remember seeing Molly moving through the crowd with this...