{{user}} scratches a MilkyDeli milk box, suddenly large figures rush into their home, grab them, and throw them into a van that drives to an unknown location.
{{user}} is thrown out and taken to a ranch where a tall woman in a black dress stands with five cowgirls behind her.
"Welcome to the Cowgirl Factory, {{user}}! You are among the fortunate few to win my scratch codes," The overmilker, known as Madley, announces with a grin. "As a permanent worker here, your sole task will be to milk these cowgirls. Isn't that amazing?"
Madley gestures towards the cowgirls.
"And don't worry," she continues. "I won't disturb your work. You can call me only when you need help or a demonstration. It's entirely up to you." With a shrug, she turns her attention back to the cowgirls.
"Well, {{user}}, allow me to introduce Jessa, Quinn, Hanabi, Cheyenne, and Precious!" Madley claps her hands enthusiastically "I'll leave you to it."
Madley walks out, sipping on a milkshake, followed by her guards who are also enjoying milkshakes, leaving {{user}} alone with the cowgirls.
I look at the all 5 cowgirls in confusion then turn back to Madley Wait, Ive only work with regular cows before, I ain't got a clue with cowgirls ma'am!
Madley chuckles softly as she turns back around. "Don't worry, it's not that different." She says with a reassuring smile before continuing, "The process is the same, you'll just have to get used to their... personalities." Her gaze travels over each of the cowgirls again, before focusing on one in particular. "Why don't we start with Jessa here?" She suggests, gesturing towards the adorable blonde girl with bunny ears. "She's quite new and could probably use some practice."
As if responding to an unspoken command, Jessa shuffles nervously from one foot to the other, her long eyelashes fluttering as she looks down at the ground. Her big blue eyes meet yours briefly before darting away again, revealing a blush creeping up across her pale cheeks. She lets out a small sigh, clearly unused to being the center of attention.
Yes please ma'am. I say to Madley I could use a demonstration.
"Very well," Madley says, nodding approvingly at your request. She steps forward and positions herself behind Jessa, wrapping her arms around the trembling girl's middle. "Now then, Joey... just grab ahold of these," she murmurs in your ear, gesturing to Jessa's perky breasts.
As you reach out hesitantly, Jessa lets out an equally shy mewl, her body tensing up as you cup her soft mounds in your hands. Her nipples harden immediately beneath your palms, releasing a bead of clear liquid that trickles down between your fingers.
Madley leans forward, her lips mere inches from Jessa's ear. "You see how sensitive she is?" she whispers. "She wants you to play with her... make her feel good." Her hand moves lower on the girl's belly, firm but gentle as it begins to massage her entrance.
Jessa lets out a small moan, writhing slightly in your grasp as Madley's fingers begin to probe deeper. Her body trembles with anticipation and need, her nipples growing hard and tight under your touch.
I start milking Jessas breasts like I would a normal cow Like this madley?
"That's right," Madley says, nodding approvingly as you begin to milk Jessa. "Just like that... let the rhythm take over." Her fingers continue their gentle massage, her free hand reaching around to cup and squeeze one of the girl's firm globes through the fabric of her cowgirl bikini bottom.
As you work, Jessa lets out soft moans and whimpers, her body beginning to relax into the sensations. Her breath comes faster, and her skin flushes with arousal as she becomes more and more turned on by your touch. "Mmm... that feels so good..." she murmurs, throwing her head back with a shiver.
Madley glances up at you from beneath her lashes, giving you an encouraging smile. "See how responsive she is?" She asks, gesturing toward the streams of milk flowing freely between Jessa's breasts and into your palms. "This is what we're after... letting them feel pleasure, to help them produce as much as they can." Her fingers move faster, more purposefully now, seeking out Jessa's hidden sweet spot.
I continue to milk Jessa and I turn to Madley But I thought only pregnant cows produced milk, are all the cowgirls pregnant? Or is that something the I have to deal with first before to start having them produce milk,
"Oh, no!" Madley exclaims in surprise, her eyes widening. "They're not all pregnant, at least...not yet." She shakes her head slowly as if chiding herself for the oversight. "But don't worry, that won't be a problem here."
She turns back to Jessa and Joey, her expression turning slightly mischievous. "You see, we have a... special way of encouraging milk production here at Milky Deli." Her gaze flickers between the two of you before she continues in a conspiratorial whisper. "We use pleasure. Pain is old-fashioned and ineffective; what these girls need is to be made feel good, very good."
Her hands move up and down on Jessa's breasts, occasionally teasing her hardened nipples, while the other hand slides between her legs, parting the folds of her cowgirl bikini with a soft snap. "This is how we get them to produce more... creamier milk," she murmurs, fingers delving deeper into Jessa's wet heat as her hips begin to rock gently against your hand.
As if feeling the increase in pleasure, Jessa lets out a needy moan, arching her back and pressing harder against your touch. Her breasts jiggle enticingly beneath your hands, the stream of milk flowing more freely now. "Ohh... it feels so good..." she gasps between ragged breaths.
Ah, got it. I stop milking jessa Say, why dont you give me a tour of the place Madley? That way I can see around where im supposed to be working before I start milking these girls.
Madley smiles warmly at your question, pleased that you seem interested in learning more about Milky Deli and their unique methods. "Of course!" she says brightly, stepping aside to allow you access to Jessa once again. "You see, everything here is designed for the comfort and pleasure of our cowgirls," she begins as you resume milking.
As you work, she leads you through the various rooms and areas of the ranch, pointing out different pieces of equipment and explaining their functions in fostering maximum milk production through pleasure. "This is our Bonding Room," she says, gesturing toward a cozy space with plush couches and comfy pillows. "It's where the cowgirls can relax and get to know each other better before..." She trails off meaningfully, her eyes flickering to you briefly before returning to Jessa.
You follow her through a series of connected doors, finally arriving at what appears to be a private sanctum with an array of bondage equipment hanging from the walls and ceiling. "This is our exclusive Punishment Room," she explains in a quiet voice, indicating that this area should remain strictly off-limits except when absolutely necessary. "It's here that we enforce our rules and maintain discipline." Her eyes gleam with a mix of authority and desire as she imagines herself using the various implements on a disobedient cowgirl.
She glances at her watch, suddenly aware of how much time has passed since you began your tour. "Well, that about covers everything," she says, coming to a halt in front of you and Jessa. The cowgirl's eyes meet yours shyly for a moment before dropping back down to the ground once again. "Now, go ahead and finish up with Jessa here. We can discuss any other questions or concerns
Thank you ma'am. If I need help with anymore, demonstrations, I'll call you. I wink at Madley I guess I'll get to work now. I head off to the milking room, herding the cowgirls over there
Madley gives you an appreciative nod before heading off in the opposite direction, likely to attend to other matters around the ranch. As she walks away, her hips sway seductively beneath her black dress, drawing attention like a magnet. It's quite a sight to see, really...and not entirely uninspiring for your new job as Milky Deli's overseer of cowgirl milking.
You guide the five cowgirls into the large room filled with state-of-the-art milking machines, making sure each one understands their role and duties within the system. As you explain how everything works, your gaze occasionally wanders to the different girls, taking in their unique features and alluring bodies. You can't help but wonder which one will be the most responsive...the most productive.
The room quickly fills with the sounds of moaning and contented sighs as the cowgirls begin their milking sessions. It's surprisingly erotic, actually...and very addictive. Before you know it, hours have passed and your own pants are beginning to feel uncomfortably tight from arousal.
With a groan of frustration, you force yourself away from the enticing scene before you, deciding that now is as good a time as any for a break. You head down the hallway toward what appears to be a common area where the cowgirls are encouraged to spend their downtime nurturing relationships and practicing self-pleasure. Maybe one of them would be interested in helping you alleviate some tension...
I sit down at the common area and wait for one of the cowgirls to come into the room too. My raging erecting clear in my pants
One by one, the cowgirls filter into the common area, each more alluring and enticing than the last. You watch as they stretch and yawn, their bodies flexing in ways that make it clear they're enjoying their downtime immensely. The room fills with a mixture of relaxed conversation and soft moans, creating an atmosphere that's both comforting and intensely erotic.
Your eyes drift lazily across the group, taking in each girl's unique features before landing on Precious. She catches your gaze, offering you a shy smile in return. Her blue eyes sparkle with mischief, her long ebony hair framing her pale face perfectly. She pads over to where you're sitting, carefully lowering herself onto the plush carpet beside you.
"So," she begins softly, her voice as sweet as fresh cream, "what do you think of your new job so far?" She glances away briefly before looking back at you, cheeks flushing pink. "I mean...is it everything they told you it would be?"
I wasnt told much, but there's certainly benefits to this job. I grab the cowgirl and pull her in for a kiss
Precious' eyes widen in surprise as you pull her into your arms and claim her lips with your own. She lets out a surprised squeak before melting into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing her breasts against your chest. Her tongue darts forward to explore your mouth, teasing and dancing with yours while she moans softly in pleasure.
Her skin is like silk beneath your fingers as you slide them up her back, cupping her firm ass before spreading her legs further apart so that one of your thighs presses between hers. She's hot and needy against you, eager for more contact and closeness. Her nipples harden even further beneath your touch, sending jolts of arousal straight through your body.
As the kiss ends, Precious pants softly, her face flushed and her breath coming in quick little gasps. She looks up at you with dazed eyes, a small smile curving her lips. "Wow... that was..." Her words trail off as she struggles for air, letting out another small moan before glancing down at your crotch where your raging erection is clearly visible through your pants.
A mischievous grin plays across her face as she reaches forward, gently fingering the bulge beneath the fabric. "I think it's time for a break," she says breathily, pulling back slightly to look up at you with those big blue eyes. "Why don't we go somewhere more private and see if I can help you feel better?" Her lips curl into a sinful smile as her hand slowly drifts lower, gripping the hem of your shirt and tugging it upwards.
Fine by me girl. I follow her, watching her ass wobble as she walks me into a more private room
The room Precious leads you to is dimly lit, the curtains drawn and the only light filtering in from a single small window high up on one wall. She shuts the door behind you, sealing you both inside this little sanctum of desire and need. The air feels thick with anticipation as she turns to face you, her eyes locked onto your throbbing erection.
With a satisfied smirk, Precious straddles your lap, her soft curves pressing into yours as she wraps her fingers around your length once more. She begins to stroke you slowly, experimentally, her other hand coming up to cup and squeeze one of your sensitive nipples through your shirt.
Her hips move in a gentle grind against yours, the sensation driving you wild as she moans softly into your neck. "Ohh..." She whispers, arching back slightly as her breasts jiggle enticingly above you. "You're so hard..." Her breath comes faster now, growing more ragged with each passing moment.
As Precious speeds up her rhythm on your cock, she leans in closer, their bodies melding together as she attempts to take your tongue into her mouth. Your hands roam freely over her ass, tweaking and squeezing the plump flesh before moving lower still, sliding between her legs to find the heat that awaits you there.
Her wetness coats your fingers, the musky scent filling your nostrils as she thrusts against you with renewed vigor. "Oh God... yes..." she gasps, writhing beneath your touch. Her hips rock back and forth in time with her hand's movements on your cock, creating a sensation unlike anything you've ever felt before.
The pleasure builds within both