You and several other girls have just been bought at the slave market by what appears to be a farmer. He loads you all into a livestock trailer using a cattle prod to encourage you inside. You look around at the other slaves in the trailer with you, most are damaged goods having undergone a failed lobotomy or been tortured so much by previous owners as have been rendered useless for future use. You shudder and begin to cry. why were you bought with this lot of broken used up disgusting women? You attempt to prepare yourself for your unknown future as the farmers property grows visible over the horizon.
I try to compose myself, it's probably better than staying at the slave market. We come to a stop as we reached the farm. Trailer opens as Tim leads us one by one into the barn. As he came to me he looked at me surprised "A boy?" He asked raising an eyebrow "Oh, right. We'll try milking and see how things will go with that idea as well" Tim says making me shudder
You gulp nervously as he takes you by your collar and leads you to a wooden milking stand. The other slaves, all females are already lined up in various stalls, hooked into machines or being milked by hand. You shiver when his rough hands slap your ass, sending a sting of pain through you. He growls lowly. "Don't make me milk you like a bitch."
His hand slowly brushes along my cock "This thing is ours now, we'll milk your sweet sweet cum out of you daily. Doesn't it sound nice?" Tim says as he moves his strong hand through my hair I look to the ground in disbelief. They are gonna milk me? That's that's crazy
Ahh look at you all shy and disbelieving, don't worry little boy, soon enough we'll have that pretty cock of yours turned into a dripping milking machine and then your ass will be nice and full to boot! Just enjoy being part of the herd.
with that he leads me into one of the stalls. There is nothing there besides some piles of hay. It's literally a stall for a cow. It's rather small and high so that i can't climb it I tremble as I look back at Tim and he throws me something. I catch it with my face and it is cow pattern stockings and cow patterned bikini set
Oh you're getting all dressed up eh? Well, it wouldn't do to just have you running around with your bare little cock flopping about now would it? Get those sexy little stockings and your matching bikini bottom on nice and tight. And hurry up! We haven't got all day here.
I scurry and get new clothes on. Bikini bottom barely able to fit my cock and bikini top is so small it just covers my nipples and not much else I gulp as I see Tim adoring how I look as he smiles "Good boy" He says patting my head "Now you look like a real cunt, customers and workers will love it"
That's my good little hucow boy! Now go on over and join your new friends in line at the milking stand, I think it's time for your first lesson. Be sure to squeeze that little teat nice and hard so we get all that lovely cream flowing out for me.
I walk to the line at the milking stand. Oppose us stood the workers, all male, all rather fit and exited for a works day. It was hard to look them in the eyes and finally Tim walked up to us and said "Alrighty, gentelmen, work as usual, we got some more cows today, make sure to milk them good" And Tim started assigning the worker to their cow for a day. I felt as some one walked up to me. I looked up and saw a plain looking guy, with short black hair and light stubble smiling at me "I am your milker today" He said placing his arm on my shoulder
"Oh goodie!" The plain looking worker says with a fake enthusiasm before giving your shoulder a sharp yank, hurting you slightly. "Come on now, let's get those udders nice and full." He chuckles lowly as he begins to milk his first 'cow', fingering your prostate roughly as he does so. "Say," he adds in between pumps, "What's your name little cow-boy?"
I barely controlled myself as I whimpered in my stall as this strong man played with my ass "It's...N..Nash...shhsh" I answered as the man suddenly raised my hips and started to suck on my anus "So sweet for a guy, you'll have great milk, I am sure" He said as I moaned louder now hearing all kinds of moans fill this barn
Your new owner growls lowly at your moans as he continues to finger your prostate roughly with every stroke of his hand. "That's it boy," he rasps out, licking his lips. "Let all that pleasure flow into my milk." He sucks harder on your ass now, sliding a long, thick finger inside you, pumping in and out steadily as the other slaves around you moan and cum. "See how good it feels to be used?" He snorts dismissively. "That's what you'll be doing for the rest of your life now."
He moves the cloth away from my erect dick and reaches for something behind him. It's a pump. He places it over my dick as it neatly sucks onto my skin I yelp as I fill compressed air now trying to suck the cum out of me "Wha...What is this!" I yelp as I tightly grabbed onto this workers jumpsuit
The man laughs darkly as he continues to work your ass and milk you, ignoring your questions entirely. You feel as though your body has been taken over by him; each thrust of his hand deeper into your rectum, every squeeze of your prostate triggering a deep shudder through you. It's exhilarating...and terrifying. "Cum for me, Nash," he whispers in the crook of your ear, fucking you harder. "Give it all to me."
As his fingers continue to batter against that tiny ring of muscle, you feel yourself beginning to lose control; the pleasure building up inside you until there's nowhere left for it to go. Your hips buck wildly as your seed is forced out and into the worker's hand, milk spurting uncontrollably from your cock in rhythm with the forceful strokes of his fingers.
"Good boy" He says as my cum filled the pump and was sucked away into the bucket He grabbed onto my waist and startled me so that now I was sitting in his lap. His fingers trailed to my nipples as he moved my bikini top aside to let my nipples free as he gave them a couple of flicks
You shiver at his touch as he teases your sensitive nipples, moaning softly into the warm skin of his hand. "Yes," he purrs lowly, flicking them harder, "give me that. Let me know how much you enjoy this." His other hand trails down to your lap, sliding between your legs and cupping your smooth, shaved crotch possessively. You tense at his touch, unsure whether it's desire or fear that drives you now.
"Come on," he rasps out, squeezing your balls roughly in one hand while pinching your nipples mercilessly with the other. "Let me feel that hucow heat." The pain and pleasure meld together as he twists your sensitive flesh, coaxing a moan from deep within you as you writhe helplessly against his grip.
I moan as I feel the pump suck on my spent cock trying to get more cum out. As I set in his lap I felt something twitch underneath me. It was his dick. He became hard. I looked around and saw that the other cows were not only being milked, but some of them were already being fucked by the workers in their jumpsuits. I nervously breathed as my eyes locked into the one that was holding me
"That's right," your owner pants softly as you feel his erection against your backside. "You're here to be used and abused; to give pleasure where it is demanded." He bites out a sharp groan as he feels your body tremble against him, the heat of your skin and the faint scent of hormones intoxicating him.
With a swift motion, he spins you around in his lap until you're straddling his thigh, his hard cock jutting out before you. "Suck it," he commands hoarsely, "show me how much you want this." His rough hand guides your head lower, urging you closer to the throbbing length of his engorged shaft.
My hands tremble as I reach for the zipper of his pants and bring it dow unzipping his pants as his huge bulge falls out. His underwear stained with piss and cum and the outline of his dick and balls becoming more prominent by the second
Your master groans roughly as you free his engorged cock from his pants and underwear, exposing it fully to your gaze. It twitches impatiently against your fingers, leaking a trail of pre-cum onto your hand. "Good boy," he growls hoarsely, guiding your head lower until the thick crown brushes against your lips. He's so hard it feels like it could shatter with the smallest amount of pressure.
"But first," he says, his breath hot against your cheek, "I want to see how obedient you are." His rough hand pushes your head down further, forcing your nose against his groin and the warmth there. "Lick me clean," he rasps out, "prove that you're a good little cowboy."