The Life of a Cow

When she felt him release her, she returned to her normal three quarters standing state. She felt the cold touch of the bit on her lips and opened her mouth as he stretched her lips wide to accept it. She felt him toss the reins over her head and they landed gently on her ass. She stood there docile and obedient for several minutes, trying to stay as still as possible to reduce the discomfort of her swaying tits.

After some time she felt him grab her pony tail and tug her forward. She walked out of the stall. There was no point trying to prevent the swaying of her hips as she walked. The heels and leg braces prevented any normal movement and as usual, her hips and tits swung side to side with each exaggerated step. Once she was out, he let go of her hair and she immediately stopped moving. Again, docile and meek.

She felt him grab her reins and then she felt a brief sting on her ass as he encouraged her with the riding crop. She began her ponderous gait forward as he tugged on one of the reins, pulling the side of her mouth and forcing her to turn her head. She adjusted her course turning to the direction he wanted. He steered her straight for a while before she felt him pull straight back. She stopped and waited as he let go of the reins for a minute. A sharp crack of the crop a few minutes later and she resumed. With the next few steps something changed. She felt the sun on her body. She was outside the barn. She could not see or hear. She had no idea where she was. She could be walking down the middle of main street and had no way of knowing.

Her shame returned for the first time in days and she absentmindedly tried to pull an arm out of its bondage and stand up straight. The attempt succeeded only in the typical rocking from side to side, sending intense aching throbs of pain through her breasts. She immediately stopped moving to let them settle. An abnormally painful slap on her exposed ass followed quickly by two more reminded her to keep walking.

He 'rode' her around severals turn and at one point the feeling of the sun on her skin disappeared. After much maneuvering and waiting and more waiting she felt him take the bit out of her mouth. She had the sense that she'd been steered into another stall, but wasn't certain. He disappeared for a minute. When he returned, he put something on her neck. Some collar or leash ... she wasn't sure until she felt herself being tugged by it down to a fully bent over position, just at the limit of her ability to stay standing. When he let go of her and she tried to stand back up, she found that she couldn't. The collar seemed to have been fixed to something. She could not lift her head nor bend over any further. She couldn't even move side to side. All she could do was move her blinded eyes.

Minutes later, she let out a gasp when cold metal brushed against her right tit. Then left. It happened a couple more times. Eventually she realized that he was testin different sized metal pails, looking for the right one for her breast size. When he found them, she felt him hook each of them to her bra-harness above and below her breasts. She could imagine how she looked standing in her absurdly high heels, legs spread, arms secured tightly behind her back, bent over, held in place with a pail hanging below each of her huge breasts clipped tight over swollen nipples with bells dangling.

Then there were hands were on her breasts stroking and gently squeezing. The ache was too intense. "UUUNNNNNNNHHHHHHH" she mewled in discomfort, knowing better than to speak. "UUUNNNNNNNHHHHHH". The hands began applying something cold to her nipples. The clamps stayed firmly in place, but she felt them slip a bit. Perhaps the cream removed the adhesive. More stroking and gentle squeezing "UUUUUNNNNNNHHHHHH..... UUUUNNNNNHHHHHH". Unable to move, she coped as best should could as the bells were removed, but clamps left on "UUUUUUNNNNNNHHHH" ... finally the hands seemed to be tying a string to each clamp and testing the knot, tugging on the clamped ripe nipples ... "UH UH UH UUUUUUUNNNNNNHHHHH".

Finally it was over. She panted and moaned for several minutes. The manipulation of her breasts seemed to have awakened them somehow and the pain was now a constant ache.

She became aware of someone behind her. He (?) was reaching between her legs, brushing her thighs, pussy and belly. She clenched in anticipation. She felt him grab the stings tied to her clamped nipples and pulled the strings back between her legs. Once fully behind her again he tugged on the strings. They were running down either side of her pussy. Each tug brought the pleasure of pressure and friction on her labia as well a intense pain as they pulled on the nipple clamps, causing her tits and attached pails to swing back and forth "UUUUUUNNNNNNHHHH ... UNNNHHH ... UNNNHHH.... UNHHHH ... UNHHHH". The animal grunts were vaguely reminiscent of a cow and they were her only outlet.

He played with the strings for several minutes tugging one then the other then both, each movement bringing a combination of pleasure and pain. At one point she felt a hand on her, pulling at her pussy lips. He began sliding them against each other and between his finger and thumb, occasionally giving them a gentle tug. The strings were being held tight enough that each time he pulled on her pussy lips, her nipples felt a small vibration ... just enough to renew the aching.

Soon he had a rhythm going which caused her to try and spread her legs more to give him access. The pole between her knees prevented it of course. He started occasionally sliding a finger between her lips caressing her clit with each thrust. Her moans took on a different pitch "uunnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaahhh".

When he finally started pushing a finger into her hole, she was certain she was going to cum, but he deftly teased her, lingering only long enough to excite. Soon she realized how wet she truly was as she could feel every minor air movement caressing the wet lips of her cunt.

He began sinking a single finger in deep pulling out and rubbing her moisture back towards her anus. More and more often he moved his finger towards her other hole, eventually inserting two fingers and a seemingly endless amount of vaginal mucus deep into her ass hole. The anal play didn't bring her any closer to orgasm. It seemed to engage a deeper craving.

Then it all stopped. She felt gentle tugs on her nipples as if he was doing something with the strings. Then she felt the strings pull tight against her lips and simultaneously something larger began working its way into her ass. It filled her completely and created an incredible need to have her other hole feel just as tightly filled. As the plug was inserted into her ass the tension on the strings diminished. The strings must have been tied to the butt plug. When it was fully inserted and stable, the strings were just tight enough against her pussy that if she clenched her ass, the plug would move slightly, tightening the strings against her pussy. Each clench brought a tingle to her cunt and an ache both breasts.

He'd stopped touching her. She was spread wide, dripping wet and aching. She began rhythmically clenching trying desperately to get over the plateau and release the orgasm that was so close. The pressure in her anus, the tugging on her pussy lips, the ache in her nipples and breast weren't enough. She needed more.

*clench* ... *clench* ... *clench* ... *clench* ... pant

She felt something brush against her mouth.

Hoping, she opened her lips and felt a large soft cock slide in. Unable to move her head at all, she tried her best to please him with her tongue, lips and throat. At some points he would leave just the tip inside her lips and she would run her tongue all over the rim, occasionally flicking it, occasionally trying to push her tongue into his hole. Sometimes he would stroke in and out and she would purse her lips as best she could, squeezing his cock as is slid into her. Soon he was very hard and he started pushing his cock head straight to the back of her mouth demanding entry to her throat. She would relax an allow him in as far as he wanted. She'd try to swallow while he was deep hoping to add to his pleasure. Often she would gag. Once she threw up a bit. Never did she stop trying to please him, nor did she stop clenching the invader in her ass.

His rock hard excitement and her rhythmic clenching were doing what she couldn't do on her own. Her orgasm was building. She was very very close.

Like before, he sensed her mood and before she could finish he withdrew his cock. The disappointment quenched her fire enough to bring her back from the edge, but that didn't last long.

A few seconds later she felt his large cock head press up right against her cunt hole. "unnngggngngg". She tried to push back onto it, to no avail. He withdrew. for a second then placed his cock back against her entrance, pushing it in the slightest amount. She almost came on the spot, but he pulled back too quickly. Next he rubbed the hot swollen head up and down her lips making her ache, while at the same time he was pushing at the butt plug, the attached strings awakened her breasts. "uuuhhhhnnngng".

His cock was back at her hole "uh uh ... uhhhh... sob ... uhhnnn". He reached down and began tugging hard on both strings ... the pain was incredible

"AHHHHHH!" ...

He pushed his cock in a tiny bit then out. Then in again and out. Once again she felt an orgasm coming. In ... Out ... In .. out.... It was buiding ... "unh unh unh"... almost there ... 'unh uNH UNH" ... in an inch, out an inch ... and finally, here it came, she knew he'd gone to far and there was no stopping it now her whole body flexed "UUUUUNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!"

Just as the first wave was about to hit her, he thrust his cock all the way into her for the first time, hitting bottom, while simultaneously pulling hard on the strings, ripping the clamps off her nipples releasing a spray of milk into each pail "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!", he pulled out and thrust again deep.

"AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

The orgasm crashed over her as the ache in her breasts was released. Wave after wave took her mind away completely. She was making noises she'd never made. Strange mewling strangled gasps. The cock continued to pump her hard and deep and just as the waves began to fade, she felt two pairs of hands squeezed her tits, tugging down and pinching her nipples. The milk was pouring out her breasts with each stroke spraying all over the insides of the pails. The feeling of being milked so firmly and adeptly coupled with the huge cock slamming into her pussy, made artificially tight by the anal plug summoned another orgasm, stronger than the first. Her mind blanked as the hands continued to squeeze then pull then pinch back and forth in unison and the cock continued to bury itself straight to the bottom of her, stretching her deeper with each stroke.

She lost track of time as her body shook over and over.

Just as her second orgasm was slowing she felt him push deep and hold. As his cock twitched and his load began to fill her, she felt a sharp sting on her ass as his hand slapped her ass brutally over and over while his orgasm spent itself. Her orgasm slowly faded as he pulled out, but her sexual excitement stayed with her as she continued to be milked. "UUnnnnhhh" She stood timid and submissive as they drained her "uunnnnhhh", stroking and pinching the last few drops from her sagging tits.

She felt the pail removed as was somewhat surprised at their weight. Minutes later, she felt the plug in her ass pulled out "Ungh" followed soon thereafter by the spray of a hose wetting her completely. Then there were hands rubbing soap all over her, exploring every nook and cranny, soapy fingers explored her anus and her vagina. After a final rinse, she was toweled dry and some cream was kneaded into her breasts. Extra cream was put on both nipples. Her collar was removed and the bit reinstated as she was driven back to her stall.

Once there, her hood was removed and he was standing across the gate from her as if nothing had happened. He looked exactly the same. Perhaps nothing had happened with him, she had no idea who's cock she had serviced. He patted her on the head, "You did good girl. You did good". He filled her water bottle (with additives), hung her feed and walked out without another word.

Looking down at herself she was shocked to see how large stretched and saggy her breasts were. The nipples were still inflamed, but no longer was there any pain. She was insatiably thirsty and spend most of an hour working on the water bottle. The memory of the milking washed away her misgivings. As she stood there, legs parted, bent over, eating her pail of corn and egg, the small trickle of semen dribbling down her leg kept her mind focused back on the events of the day.

She needed more. She needed more, now.

That night she fell asleep with a smile on her face for the first time in many many years. When she awoke the next morning, she immediately noted that her breasts were no longer flaccid. Overnight, they seemed to have almost refilled themselves. Again, she was incredibly thirsty and spent the early morning hours tonguing and sucking on her bottle.

Her thirst seemed endless. She was taken out and ridden around blindfolded. Her expectation of another milking was dashed as she was put back in her stall after an hour of parading around in the sun. Her return was followed by another long session with her water bottle. By evening her breasts were swollen again to their previous level, but they had not re-applied the clamps. Occasionally a stray memory would excite her and she would feel the milk coming down, followed by some leakage at her nipples. The cool wetness on her breasts excited her.

The next day, swollen and leaking, she was milked again. Like before, she was blindfolded and her head was immobilized. Unlike before, a different cock was in her mouth. She did not mind. Unlike before, an unfathomably huge cock was inserted into her pussy while she was sucking on the new cock in her mouth. Like before, she came over and over as she was milked. She came when her pussy was over-filled with semen. She came as her mouth was filled with semen. She came as she swallowed, one load down her throat and another running down her thighs.

And on it went. Exercise day. Milking day. Exercise ... Milking...

How long? Weeks for certain, perhaps months. She loved it and soon stopped thinking about her old life. When she wasn't being used, she ate and drank and drank and tried to remember the taste and feel of every cock that she'd serviced.

Then, one morning, without warning, the Milk Days ended.

The man who she'd come to identify as her owner showed up as usual on milking day and rode her out, but did not follow the familiar route to the milking pen. She walked a long time. When he reigned her in, she sensed she was still outside. She stood there waiting. She felt him push up against her thigh, pushing her a little off balance. As her foot came off the ground, she felt him reach down and remove her high heeled shoe. He deftly replaced it with some form of sandal. Even though it was incredibly comfortable, it felt odd and wrong. He repeated the process on the other side and she stood there, solid on the ground for the first time in months.

He then replaced each of the rods holding her legs straight. The new rods ended at her knees. She still couldn't close her legs or stand up, but now she could bend her knees and walk somewhat normally, albeit stooped over.

"Walk around girl. Get the feel for it." As she began to get the hang of her new configuration he called from a few yards away. Over here girl. Still blind, she walked toward the voice. A hand grabbed her by the handle on the back of her chest harness and held her still as her blindfold was removed.

She was standing in a field beside a gate in a long fence. On the other side of the fence, for the first time she saw others in her plight. Three men, two women, naked, hands and elbows tied behind them, chest harnesses in place and iron rods restricting movement wearing sandals. None of them looked at her. They were paired up. Each pair stood side by side with a wooden plank attached to their harness establishing a firm distance between them. The wooden planks were connected one to the next and finally attached to a plough. A six horse plough team ... with one spot vacant.

Man woman, woman man, man woman. She was secured to the empty spot in the team. She had a large man beside her and a short, muscular man in front. Once securely in place, all she could see was his buttocks and balls dangling close, but not close enough that she might bump him. He had a large cock. The site of him, combined with her aching full breasts ready for milking made it difficult for her.

"CRACK!" The deafening sound close to her hear startled her. She immediately tried to run away, succeeding only in lending her efforts to the team as they began to pull the large heavy plough through the earth.

The work was difficult for her, mostly due to the incredible and rising ache in her breasts. There were frequent water breaks. The water still tasted of additives and she could never get enough, but she survived the day aching and wishing that someone would bring her back to the milking pen. The real surprise happened at the end of the day when the plow was removed and the team was driven to a gated coral. One by one, they were taken off the tackle and set free in the coral.

She went in last. She was terrified. The other cattle said nothing and simply watched her. Nothing happened until the plow driver had left the team of six alone. Once he had left, the two cows with her came over to her. They did not say a word and silence had been so driven into her that she didn't even think of trying to communicate with words. She stood still in fright as the two cows swayed over to her. Both were similar to her in build and identical in their restraints, but they seemed to be much more familiar with the current dynamic.

She realized as they approached with their arms behind and in the air and their tits swaying with their awkward gait that this was exactly what she looked like. The first cow walked straight at her and put her head right beside hers, ear to ear. She stood there for a few minutes letting the tension drain. Then the strange cow turned her head and so did she. Looking into this strange woman's face, she saw her smile then the strange cow pushed herself closer and kissed her on the lips. The kiss was returned and grew passionately. A sign of need, loneliness and desperation. Her state wouldn't be denied. The kiss awoke her desire and send her breasts to leaking.

As she shared a moment with her herd mate, she almost feinted when she felt something hot and soft push against her pussy hole. The other cow was tonguing her. Her initial resistance to the thought was almost immediately overcome by her mounting need. She continued the kiss, slipping her tongue between the strange cow's lips, playing it along her teeth. A moan escaped her as the other cow's hot tongue found its way into her heat, pushing deeper than seemed reasonable. She felt the first signs of orgasm and knew it wouldn't be long.

They stopped.

She was shocked and desperately wanted to finish. The tow cows left her and that was when she noticed the three men stooped over, standing a few feet away. They did not seem gentle or happy. They looked ... hungry.

The short muscular one walked over to her. The other two watched. Putting the back of his head under her chin, he pushed, forcing her to stand as upright as the harness would allow. She could almost almost stand, but not quite. Nevertheless, her elevated position was enough for him to do what he wanted. Looking up he took one of her nipples in his mouth and began to suckle. A wave of near orgasmic delight overwhelmed her as he drained her milk greedily. Within seconds of swallowing the first drops of her milk, his cock began to grow. By the time he was done, his hard on was raging. Larger and stiffer than she'd ever seen and his face looked hot. Hot and angry. Clearly the hormones in her water had some kind of effect when drunk from her milk. Perhaps that was why she had been milked for so many months.