CHAPTER SIX -- HUMILIATION AND DESPAIR The instant Julie tries to move, the memories come flooding back. Her face rests on slippery mud, her entire body is coated with a stinking mulch in which blind things wriggle aimlessly. Night has fallen, firelight glances from her coated flesh, loud insistent drumming echoes in the clearing. And slippery hands rove h...
CHAPTER SEVEN -- MILKING PARTY By the fourth day, all the little cows are giving lots of milk with their teats hooked up to the strong nipple pulsators in the milking barn. They have learned to orgasm while on the machines. They don't need to touch themselves. Their little bottoms wave in the air as they give their milk, a fine sight to see for anyone breez...
Editied by Arec Friday - Part:01 Exploration Day Back at Goalma's place, Muutan lay in bed naked, as Goalma laid beside her, the fat cow girl's nipple wedged between her lips. Waking from a hazy night of adult fun, Muutan looked over to Goalma, nudging her with a gentle push. Seeing that she was still instead knocked out, Muutan, maneuvering, inched her w...
To my dear sister, I was barely able to write last night's letter, thanks to the attentions of the puppy lust sprites. They don't get tired. It's getting harder and harder to find time to write these, much less find time to get someone to send them. Still, I hope that soon they will not be needed. I think I am beginning to see how things on this Ranch work....
The barmaids were melting his mind away. Gerrim lay helplessly back and squirmed like a kitten on catnip, trying in vain to hold his breath as Monarch—the big-breasted platinum blonde—hooked her leg over his, half-straddling his side, and slowly unscrewed the heart-shaped rose quartz stopper of the perfume bottle. On his left side, the strawberry-blonde Sw...
Author's note: Finally Gumdrop's story approaches its end... This is the last submission before the finale in chapters 20 and 21. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least t...
"Training Time" I learned a lot following my decision to become my husband's slut wife. Or, more specifically, his sexual property. The first thing I learned was that he didn't have a plan. At least, not one that was as fully developed as the one he'd followed over the weekend. He was unpredictable, scattered, whipsawing from kind and nurturing to kinky...
The Forgotten Island Caribbean Sea 1735 Aboard the SS Sharon Day 1 The main mast had shattered to pieces after the last wave washed over. Half the crew was washed overboard, the other half was in complete disarray. Captain Steven Blitzen took a moment to gather his thoughts." If I can get turned INTO the waves..." After the last series of waves, mixe...
Edited by Thegreat_pretender Wednesday-Wet Ways With the rain stopping later on in the night, the town was once again up and running on their usual business. Muutan had been drained. After tapping out early that morning, she began loading up her heavier shipments for the businesses that day. "Whew, even though I drained my tits this morning I still fee...
Chapter One Isabella Sharpe woke up with a start. Her pulse was rapid and she had a wet sheen on her skin. Her sleep had been restless for the past few days. It could be the stress level at work. She had just been given a promotion to Lead Marketing Executive and the added responsibilities were beginning to build up. Isabella has a lot going for her. She's...