Ch 8 More fun on the farm
Debbie had a quick shower and changed into a classic red and white A line dress that complemented her figure and had a v neck that showed just a bit of cleavage. Matching red heels completed the look. But, no bra or panties.
"How are you doing, pet?"
"I'm good, Sir. Just a bit tired." She giggled softly.
"I would think so..."
We went downstairs and met Frank in the dining room. He'd laid out a fantastic meal of fried chicken, potatoes and vegetables with an apple pie cooling for dessert.
Dinner went on as though nothing had happened today with the three of us chatting about vacations, work and films.
After dinner, we moved to the living room to continue our chat. Frank slipped out to make tea.
He returned with three cups on a tray and a small pitcher of milk. He handed us each a cup and took the one nearest him for his own. I noticed his tea already had milk added.
"Your milk is perfect, Dee. I'm glad you had a good amount for me. It's perfect in my tea."
Frank took a sip, keeping eye contact with her the whole time.
"Enjoy a cup yourself...cow's milk for you though...I don't want to share." Frank said, laughing softly.
"It's all yours Frank. I have the source whenever the mood hits me. So, enjoy everything we have for you." I said, smiling at Debbie who remained silent.
Luckily for Debbie, Frank was done with her for today. So, after the conversation wound down, I took Debbie back to the barn to express some more milk. We put the new bottle in Frank's fridge and turned in for the night.
Of course, I'm not Frank. So, I had Debbie give me a long, slow, no hands blow job before we went to sleep. I decided to leave her wet and wanting for tomorrow.
Ch 9: Another hucow session
After another totally normal and sociable breakfast, I took Debbie back to the barn. Frank had been up early and had organised the barn for today's session.
I helped Debbie change back into the cow costume. Then Frank and I bound her back onto the frame.
Frank wasn't as nice today.
He put a ring gag in Dee's mouth. Then lubed up and inserted a cow tail butt plug. He brought the milking machine closer and attached an oversized teatcup to her pussy, setting the suction to continuous and low. He then applied teatcups to each breast and started milking her.
Under the suction, Dee's pussy lips and clit began to expand.
Frank stepped in front of Dee, dropped his pants and thrust his cock through the ring gag and into her mouth. Dee struggled to use her mouth with the gag, but eventually worked her tongue and lips on his shaft as he fucked her roughly. Dee worked his cock expertly until he pulled out and splashed his cum in an arc across the cow mask. Frank used his finger to gather up his cum and fed it to Dee.
Moving behind her, Frank removed the suction from her engorged pussy and quickly rubbed a long metal e-stim dildo across her swollen clit.
Dee jumped as the light electric shock hit her clit. He continued sliding the dildo along her lips, rubbing her clit. She ground against it, enjoying it but jumping every few seconds as the pulsating electricity alternated between stronger and softer shocks.
He began fucking her with it in long deep steady thrusts. Dee pressed hard against it, riding it passionately and shivering occasionally as the more intense shocks hit her. The full stimulation combined with the milker's suction was hitting her hard.
She came loudly, moaning through the ring gag as her whole body went rigid and shuddered.
Frank removed the dildo, switching it off, and let the millker run for another ten seconds before switching it off, letting the teatcups fall away. She'd delivered another 10oz of fresh milk.
He inserted a double vibe into her pussy and ass, using just a bit of lube in her butt. Her pussy was still dripping wet.
As with yesterday, we went to the kitchen to have coffee and watch her on the monitor as the now active vibe teased her while she remained bound in the frame.
"What's next, Frank?"
"She's very good...I hadn't thought she'd be this good or deliver this much milk. Most girls who aren't new mothers barely give me a few drops."
Frank was deep in thought, idly watching Debbie on the monitor.
"Can I breed her?"
I laughed. "You can try. But she's not going to get pregnant."
He smiled. "I'm too into this whole livestock thing. Yeah."
Ch 10: Back in the Barn
We walked back into the barn, Frank slowly turning up the vibe's intensity dial as we approached. We stood in front of the still bound Dee as she struggled on the edge of an orgasm. You could see she was so close and just needed something to push her over the edge.
I stepped over near her, out of her view. Then in one quick motion, I put a clamp on each of her nipples and whispered for her to cum.
Her cries were loud as her body shuddered with orgasm. As her pleasure receded, I waved at Frank to turn off the vibe and I removed the clamps and the ring gag. She gently worked her jaw to relieve its stiffness.
I stepped behind her and easily slid the vibe out of her holes. She was still dripping wet.
Frank turned the milking machine on low and put the teatcups back on her breasts. Then he brought over a butt plug with a cow's tail dangling from it and inserted into her ass.
"Now, Dee. I'm going to fuck you like a bull fuck's a heifer. And I expect you to moo like a good little dairy cow as I do. If you do a good job, I'm going to reward you with more time on the machines. If you don't make me happy, I'll leave you here with the fucking machine on high until you give me 30oz of your milk. Got it?"
"Moo—ooooh."
"Perfect, Dee."
Frank dropped his pants and slid his hard cock easily into Dee's pussy. He fucked he hard, working to make her breasts sway and making the bell around her neck ring. He seemed to be using the milking machine's rhythmic beat like a metronome to keep time.
With every thrust, Dee made an animalistic moo or another cowlike grunt. That really drove Frank on.
He really did fuck her hard—pounding her with his thrusts. Dee was an excellent slave and bucked back hard against him, sensing what he liked and kept her moos loud and as authentic as possible.
Frank only lasted a few minutes and Dee moo'd extra loud and long as he came. Frank fell forward onto her back, exhausted from all the buildup.
After he regained his composure, he switched off the milker and removed Dee's restraints.
She collapsed onto the floor and rested in the hay.
I told Dee to rest and she responded with a low moo which made me laugh.
Frank and I let her sleep for a while.
Before we left the farm that evening, we put Debbie on the milking machine one more time to help Frank stock up on her milk.
Just before we headed out, he removed the collar and placed it in a display case next to s picture of her in the cow costume. The case has collars and pics of 14 other women.
Ch 11: Babysitting
With Frank's contribution, we had almost enough for Debbie's breast enhancement. But, I had one more little job for Debbie to get us over the line.
Laura was a successful, thin, attractive businesswoman. She and her husband lived mostly parallel lives—spending time together only at family and social events.
Laura's fetish was being a little. She'd found a mommy and a couple of sisters to hang out with on play dates. But, she liked experimenting with others when she got the chance.
Her little persona was a 5-10 year old girl. But, she most enjoyed being under 2 when she could find the right adults to play with.
Laura's husband was going for a weekend of fishing with his friends. So, she'd have the house to herself all weekend.
I arranged for Debbie to babysit her overnight on Saturday. Laura agreed to let me accompany Debbie—I'd be in Laura's office in case either of them needed me.
Debbie dressed for the occasion—she looked like a babysitter from a porn video. She had a check skirt that was above the knee, white thigh high stockings and a bustier style top with buttons and a white choker. She had her blonde hair braided into two pigtails to complete the look.
I'd helped her pack a small overnight bag with some things that might come in handy.
We arrived at 3pm exactly, as agreed.
Laura opened the door for us wearing a pink terrycloth robe and looked pleasantly surprised to see Debbie—she looked her up and down, licking her lips.
We made introductions then I went to Laura's office while Debbie headed to the guest room with Laura. Laura had set up three baby monitors in different rooms so I could keep tabs on things.
Laura had mapped out what she wanted Debbie to do for the evening. Debbie had memorised what she wanted and had a copy of the list on her phone.
In the guest room Laura had laid out all of her little accessories.
"Ok La la, let's get you dressed so we can play."
"Ok Dee. La la want to wear jammies." Laura pointed towards a bright blue Elsa onesie.
"Ok."
Laura slid out of her robe and stood naked next to Debbie. She was shaved bare and held her hands together, swinging them side to side like a child. She had a huge childish grin that somehow made her look more like a young girl rather than a middle aged businesswoman.
Debbie picked up the onesie, but Laura instead pointed at the diaper box "La la need diaper!" and jumped onto the bed, spreading her legs ridiculously wide.
Debbie grabbed the diaper and gently wrestled it into place. Then helped her get the onesie on. They finished the outfit with Olaf slippers and a Frozen hairband.
Laura held Debbie's hand as they walked to the living room where Laura had neatly laid out her favourite toys.
They started by watching Frozen on TV while Laura coloured in her favourite colouring book with her markers.
After a while, Laura pointed at Debbie's chest and said "La la hun-gie."
Debbie lifted her top, freeing her breast and guiding Laura's head across her lap.
Laura laid back and took the nipple into her mouth. Debbie cuddled Laura's head as she suckled, drinking her fill of milk. Debbie stroked Laura's hair as she fed. When she was done, Debbie wiped her mouth with a cloth and let her go back to colouring.
Next, Debbie made microwave popcorn and brought it out in a big bowl and gave Laura a juice box and some squishy candies to eat as the movie continued.
Without warning, Laura stood up and announced, "La la make pee pee" and pointed to the diaper.
Debbie could just hear Laura's peeing. Debbie waited until she thought Laura was done then took her hand and led her to the bedroom to change her.
"Come on La la...let's get you changed."
"Ok Dee."
Debbie laid out a towel on the bed and Laura jumped up onto it.
"Die—pee...Die—pee wet." She pointed at her waist.
Debbie unzipped the onesie, helping her slide her legs out, then unhooked the diaper—it was sopping wet with pee. Debbie dropped it into the trash can. Then she wiped and dried Laura.
"La la want tickle."
