One of the men approached her holding a leather collar in his hand and a leash in the other. "Hold your hair up while I put this collar on you." Sarah obediently pulled her hair up out of the way while he buckled the collar around her neck and fastened the leash to a large ring on the front. Then, without another word, he led her off toward the barn. On...
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Location: A government sanctioned milking station year 2165 The receptacle was placed in readiness by the assistant milker. The milker continued to work the engorged ten inch penis with her very practiced hands. Her oiled right hand stroking and twisting about the upper third of the subjects hard cock, additional lubrication being supplied by the precum fre...
PART II Several months past and the topic of cow and milking and breeding came up only once are twice. I never got my clothes back, but I did get my shoes. Terrence took another job and I thought it was over with. Then one day a text came in from Mark that said meet Terrence for an early meal and tip him the same way, with my body. I was confused as I had...
During Buttercup's third week, she is given free time in the afternoon, so long as her chores are done. It turns out that Marilee is an important little cow on the Farm, and many meetings, tasks, and duties take up her time. She cannot keep track of Buttercup every minute. One blissful afternoon, after the two of them had sucked each other's breasts empty a...
Mike required that both Becca and he maintain separate daily journals to record their respective memories of each day during the one year contract. Each morning they took 15 minutes to privately reflect on the prior day and jot down the highlights. As Mike wrote in his Journal he marveled at his good fortune. After not seeing his occasional college date for...
Working in mamono farm has its benefits. Japan's gentlest cow farm had a reputation for being a man's heaven. There is a catch: The cows choose the workers: they are Holstauri, and some minotaur worker girls. And I finally got elected! Imagine the joy when I fly to japan when I received the email: "Congratulations! You have been elected to be: -1 Farmh...
...and that's why, here at Minos's Farms, we pride ourselves on our free-range livestock and hand milking. The adman hit the pause button, the smiling face of the kindly old man on the screen freezing mid gurney as they turned to face the far end of the conference desk. "So, thoughts?" He asked with only the slightest hint of nerves. Mark leaned back in...
Chapter 1: The Machine Ginny stood before the gleaming machinery, staring at the brightly polished surfaces lit up under the overhead spotlights. She pulsed with apprehension and her body buzzed with excitement. She was floating and could not have felt more alive even had she been directly connected to the power grid, flashes of arousal arcing across her ne...
Within a month of my induced lactation, I had settled into my new role as Jack's milk cow. My milking schedule was now at 15 minutes per breast every four hours, and I was producing a lavish amount of milk. We used a dual pump, so the time involved to empty both my breasts with the milking machine was more like 40 minutes, but if Jack milked me orally (which...