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Milk Money Ch 03

Milk Money Ch 03

by cwcw99
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I knew I needed help. I've tried everyone but Pam. Pam is Kelly's best friend. She came over when we came home from the hospital, but Kelly had been so distraught the Pam had decided to give her some space. Now was the time for her to see Kelly again. If anyone could persuade her, it would be Pam.

I called her and she agreed to come and see Kelly.

I let her in, and she found Kelly in the living room. She had her hand between her legs and this shocked Pam. When Kelly saw her, she covered up and ran for the stairs immediately.

Pam just looked at me and I nodded. "See what I mean? There's no way the old Kelly would do that in the living room before the baby. Her inhibitions are falling away. I was hoping you could talk to her about her obsession with milking. That is all she thinks about now."

"'l'lI go upstairs and talk to her."

I waited downstairs until Pam came back. She just sat down beside me and let out a huge sigh. "She is fucked up. That is not the Kelly I've known most of my life. All she thinks about is being milked. All she talked about was the machine and you fucking her. She has never talked about you and her's sex life before to me. Now, she was proud of how much you can do to her. What's going on here?"

"She has insisted on being able to give milk for the babies. When she dried up, she was in a bad place. The lady at La Leche gave me the number of a man that operates a special milk farm. The only ones being milked are women. These women sell their milk and enjoy the process. It seems to stimulate their sexual desires as well as pumping milk."

"I can attest to the sexual desires being stimulated. She has never been that graphic to me, even when we lost our virginity on the same night. What now?"

"She had overdosed on the formula, and it appears she wants to become a real hucow. I am losing her to her inner demons. I was hoping seeing you would draw something out of her. I guess it hasn't worked."

Pam looked a little embarrassed about something. "You say there is a milk farm that you got the materials from. I don't suppose I could talk to them. I'm not interested in doing anything, but I would like to better understand what is motivating her."

"Do you want me to call Ty and ask if you can go and see?"

"Would you? And would you go with me? I'm way too nervous to go by myself."

"Sure, let me call him." I called Ty and explained the situation. He told me I could bring her tomorrow. "He says we can come tomorrow."

"Good, I'll be here in the morning." Pam hugged me and left.

I went up to find Kelly. She was lying on our bed, naked. She appeared asleep, but when I went in, she looked up. "Is Pam okay? I scared her."

"She's very concerned about you."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I just need my family and friends to understand what I'm going through and support me in whatever decision I make."

"She will help you, just don't close her out."

"Okay. By the way, isn't it almost time to eat?"

"Come on, let's eat." We headed to the kitchen. When we arrived, she sat in her normal seat at the table and waited for me to bring her something to eat. I decided to continue the feed experiment and brought her a larger bowl of the feed. She didn't hesitate and began scooping the food out with her hands. Apparently, that was too slow, because she finally picked the bowl up and poured the food into her mouth. When she finished, she didn't bother to wipe her face. I had to get a towel and clean her face. She was happy and let me do it. "Is it time now?"

"Yes, my love. We can go downstairs now."

She squealed and ran downstairs to the basement. I didn't run and by the time I arrived, she had already laid down on the bench and was waiting for me. "Hook me up, master. I'm ready to be your hucow again."

I didn't like the "master" thing at all. Everything she said and did tell me she was slipping away.

I hooked her up and turned the machine on. She had spread her legs as an invitation to me. I tried to resist, but the sight of her ass with the slit in it, dripping wet, was too much to resist.

I didn't try to go slow. When I was hard, I pushed straight into her. She shuddered, but didn't say a word. I fucked her hard and quick. In my mind, if she didn't want to be my wife, but my milk cow, I would treat her like one. The fact that she had always jumped when I pushed into her before, and this time, she did nothing only confirmed her mindset to me. The thought of her lying there, giving me whatever I wanted only made it hotter, and I came quickly. I couldn't tell if she had an orgasm, and I must admit I really didn't care at that moment.

I sat in my chair in the corner and watched her as the milk flowed. She didn't move. She hadn't moved when I fucked her, and when I came in her. She was in her own world.

When the machine beeped, I let her out of it and helped her upstairs. I washed her down in the bathroom and put her to bed.

I went back to the living room and tried to watch TV. I was alone, and couldn't get interested in anything, so I just went to bed.

She was curled up at the foot of the bed. Before I got into bed, I squeezed one of her breasts. She cooed in her sleep. I threw a blanket over her and went to sleep.

The next morning, Pam was there early. She was in time to see Kelly eat her feed. Another thing she wasn't prepared for. I put the bowl in front of Kelly, and she scooped it out with her hands and ate it.

I cleaned her face as Pam watched in shock. I told Kelly it was time, and she jumped up and headed downstairs.

I looked at Pam. "See what I'm dealing with? She wants to be a hucow. None of the other things matter to her any longer. Do you want to watch this?"

"I can't miss it now."

She followed me down to the basement. When we got there, Kelly was lying on the bench, waiting for me. Pam took my chair in the corner and watched with fascination as I attached the cups. When I started the machine, she didn't move. Because Pam was there, I put a vibrator into her and sat down to wait.

Pam laughed. "I was wondering how you'd work that with me here?"

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"You mean you weren't down with me plowing your best friend while you sat here, watching?"

"Something like that."

"I do have a little decorum, even in this circumstance." I turned toward Kelly. "She will lay there, quietly, until the machine beeps. I will then clean her up and help her upstairs. She will go to sleep for a couple of hours afterwards, and we can go."

Sure enough, when the machine beeped, I helped Kelly upstairs and put her to bed.

Pam and I left then to see Ty. He was waiting for us when we arrived.

"Ty, this is Pam. Pam, say hello to Ty." The introductions were finished and Ty invited us to his office.

"Now, Pam, I understand you are Kelly's best friend and are concerned about her present behavior. Is that correct?"

"Completely. I need to see what she saw to try and understand what made this decision for her."

"Then, I will show you what I showed her but be prepared."

As we walked to the barn, I whispered into Pam's ear. "He isn't kidding. This will be hard to see."

Once in the barn, Ty took us into the back. The four were in their pens. Pam gasped when she saw them. She then watched while Clarence prepared the first woman. We didn't need to see anything more. Pam was getting sick.

We went back to Ty's office. "I'm sorry about that Pam. The odd thing about Kelly was the fact that she didn't have the same reaction you did. She was much more reserved."

I turned to Pam. "That was my first clue I had a problem. I assumed when she saw that, she would be done with this place. The next woman really impressed her, and I knew we were in trouble."

"The next woman?"

Ty smiled. "Yes. See, most of the women that come here are only here for a short time. They are selling their milk and enjoying a little extra while they are here. When they get the money needed, they slowly cycle down and quit. That is almost all of them. What you saw in there are the only ones left who ruined their mind with overdoses."

"Will there be one of the normal ones I can talk to about this?"

"Not today, but I can give Tim Mary's number. She lives near you, and I'm sure she will talk to you." I nodded and he gave me her number.

"Thanks, Ty. I hope this helps Kelly. I'm sure Pam understands better now." She was too shook up to respond and I had to lead her to the car.

I called Mary and she was surprised to hear from me but quickly agreed to see us right then. She gave me the address and we headed out.

Mary lived in a nice condo building. I knocked on her door and she opened it. She was in a very nice, flowing dress that barely covered anything. Pam couldn't hold back her look at first but recovered quickly. Mary just smiled and invited us in.

"This is a pleasant surprise, Tim. I was thinking about you and Kelly. I was wondering how it was going."

"I'm afraid it's not going very well. Kelly is slipping into her own world. Pam is her best friend, and none of us know how to stop her losing her mind in her own little world, like the four at the farm. I was hoping you could talk to us about how it worked for you, and what we may be able to do for her."

Mary took Pam's hand. "You went to Ty's?" Pam nodded. "I'm sorry about that. I have gone every weekend for nearly a year. I am almost finished now."

"If you don't mind, may I ask you how much you made from selling your milk?"

"My milk was graded the highest. I gave an average of one and a half gallon each time I was there. I ended up giving them eighty gallons of milk. At $300 per gallon, I made nearly 30,000. Not retirement money, but what I wanted. If I had done it every other day, I would have made over $100,000 dollars. There are girls that make more than that before they quit."

"Why are you quitting?"

"You must be careful not to press too hard. You stay too long in this, and your mind will end up like the four at the farm."

"That's where we come in. Kelly is doing this at our home, and she found my hidden stash of the shots. She gave herself five extra shots in a couple of weeks. Now, we are afraid she is slipping into the four territory. The only difference is, she appears to want it like that. She has no interest in connecting with anyone now, even Pam, her best friend. We are at a loss."

Pam put her hand on Mary's arm. "We were hoping you could speak to her."

Mary smiled. "I would be happy to come to your home and see what I can do for Kelly. When?"

"As soon as you can."

"How about now?"

"Now would be perfect." Mary followed us to my house. I was impressed with Mary. If this woman could stop after a year and has not lost her mind, I was impressed.

We sat down in my living room, and I went to get Kelly. It was almost time to eat, and she was hungry. I led her into the living room, and Mary jumped up to hug her. Kelly let her hug her, but she didn't return the hug. When Kelly turned toward the kitchen, Mary looked at me. I nodded.

We followed her to the kitchen. She sat down in her chair and the women stayed out of the way to see what would happen. I filled her bowl and put it in front of her. She began scooping the food with her hand and pushing it into her mouth. By the time Kelly was finished, Mary was looking at me. She shook her head. I nodded.

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I cleaned Kelly's face. "It is time." She jumped up and headed downstairs. "Mary, do you want to see this?"

"I might as well." The three of us followed her down to the basement. When we arrived, she was already naked and laying on the bench.

She repeated her new catch phrase. "Milk me, master. Milk your hucow."

I attached her and turned the machine on. She didn't flinch. She had spread her legs again, hoping for another service by me, but I slapped her leg and her ass until she closed her legs. I then pushed the vibrator into her, and I was done.

"That's it. She will lie quietly until it is finished. I then take her upstairs, clean her up, and put her to bed. That's her life now."

Mary shook her head. "I'm sorry, Tim, but you've lost her already. She seems to want this lifestyle. She has the best arrangement for this. She is in a safe place; in the hands of the man she loves and trusts. She has no responsibilities and can let her mind float. That is what she is doing. Can she still speak?"

"Yes, if she wants to."

"You will need to record her stating her intentions. That is the only thing that might protect you if the shit hits the fan."

I knew she was right. I took her to the front door. "Thanks for coming. Please stay in touch, I'm very impressed by you, Mary. You are a wonder. I may call you afterwards." I kissed her on the cheek, and she blushed a little, in spite of herself.

Pam was standing behind me. "You hitting on the next one already?

I looked down. "Not intentionally."

"Well, If I had been standing there and you acted like that, that is the impression I would come away with."

I knew she was right, but it wasn't intentional. "I'm sorry. My mind isn't clear right now."

"Maybe not, but that woman will be back, I guarantee it."

"What about you, Pam? Will you be back? I need you around, please."

"What another plan?" The look on my face must have made her realize what she had said. "I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I guess we are all under a lot of stress right now."

I kissed her on the cheek, just to show no preference. She laughed and left.

I took what Mary had said about a recording of Kelly to heart. The next morning, before I would feed her, I told her to tell me the best she could where she was and what she wanted. I quietly started my phone recording as she prepared.

"This is Kelly, and I'm still in a sound mind. I know most of you think I've lost my mind, but I haven't. I just made a decision about how I want to live the next couple of years of my life.

Since my baby died, I have been reevaluating everything in my life. I have washed everything unimportant out of my life. I want Tim in my life, my best friend, my mother, if she can accept my decision, my milking machine. I love my home. I feel safe here. My mind is so distressed, I just want to make my life simple. I want to make milk, and have Tim take care of me, however he sees fit. I give him permission to make any decision he feels is necessary for my survival, with one provision. He must never take me away from my milking machine. That is my life now, my own choice. He may have the money. I don't care about that. He's taking care of me anyhow, and he deserves it.

I don't talk much now because most conversation bores me. I like my mind simple, and my thoughts clear. Please don't try to make me change. I will change when I wish to. Please respect me and leave me alone.

This is Kelly, saying goodbye for now."

I cried while listening to her say goodbye. I sent the message to Pam, Mary, her mother, and Ty. I added, "I'm so sorry."

She spoke to me one more time. She asked for a collar for her neck. She wanted a cow name, not Kelly. I asked about Daisey, and she smiled. That would do. I HATE the name. She will always be Kelly to me.

She was a hucow now. That evening, she carried a couple of blankets into the basement with her when she went for her evening milking. When we were finished, she took the blankets, made a bed on the small couch we had there, and went to sleep. I was dismissed.

The next morning, I brought her feed bag down and put it in the refrigerator in the basement. I got a water bowl and put it beside a feed bowl. I filled the water bowl with water. She could still get her water if she chose, but I didn't want her to try and make a point by not drinking unless I put it down for her. I looked at her on the couch and she smiled at me. I rubbed her back and her ass. She almost purred. At least she made a noise. I wasn't sure what it was, but I knew it was a happy sound.

She stretched and crawled to the bowls. I guess she isn't even going to walk any longer. Boy, when she makes a decision, she goes ALL the way with it. Nothing in between now. She was a hucow. She was my hucow. Now I just had to figure out what I was going to do next. While she was bending down to eat and drink, I snapped a picture of her and sent it to Pam, Mary, and Ty with the caption, "It is official."

They immediately sent back a comment each. The basis of all was, yes, it is. What do I do now?

I have no idea. I haven't heard from her mother since I sent the recording. I'm sure it will take a while for her to adjust.

I made a decision while Kelly was making hers. I didn't want to live in this house any longer. It was Kelly and my house. Even if her body was still here, I knew she was off in her own world. I needed a fresh start.

I started looking for a small place like Ty's. I didn't want a farm, but I did want a little privacy. I wanted a place where Kelly could go outside into the sunshine without anyone snooping around, questioning everything. I found a nice house in the country that had a small barn behind it also. I didn't need the barn, but the house was perfect, and it was alone. I put my house on the market, and it sold quickly. Within a month, it was time to move to my new house. Kelly's milk money had made this possible, and I want her to enjoy her new home.

When it was time to move Kelly, I enlisted the help of both Mary and Pam. They were becoming friends, and that made me happy. I need friends around right now. We decided to use Mary's SUV. It had more room in the back, and we weren't even going to try to get her into a seat in a car. Mary backed her car into my garage, and we put blankets in the back. When we were ready, we went down to the basement and tried to get her to come up the stairs. She hadn't been upstairs for a couple of months, and she wasn't interested. I even tried to lift her up and carry her up the stairs, but she resisted. She even tried to bite me.

I decided to take her machine apart in the hope she would follow it upstairs and into the garage. Pam and Mary carried parts as I took it apart. Kelly was becoming more and more upset with every part leaving. By the time the milking machine was gone, she was hysterical. I finally decided I had to drug her to keep her quiet. Ty had given me the shot he uses when the four get unruly. Pam distracted Kelly while I shot her in the ass. She screamed and turned on me, but I jumped out of the way. Within a couple of minutes, she was staggering around the room. She finally fell. I threw her over my shoulder, and we were away. I gently laid her in the back of the car. It would be only a thirty-minute drive, but I wasn't taking any chances. I tied her hands behind her back and her legs together. Now, if she woke up too soon, there was nothing she could do to us.

The new house has no basement, so we decided to put her in the barn. I had it remade on the inside. It had one large room behind the door, and three small pens in the back. I had made her a nice, padded room of her own beside the front room. It had the couch she knew, and as well as many other things that had been in her basement to make her feel at home.

When we arrived there, she was still asleep. I carried her to her new home and laid her on her couch. We left her tied up until I could get her machine set up. I had borrowed a pickup truck from Ty to get her machine there. The rest of the furniture was moved by a moving company, but I wasn't going to explain the milking machine to them. We did it ourselves.

By the time I had finished, she was just waking up. I untied her and waited for her to clear her head. When she did, she looked around and was angry. Angry until she saw her machine sitting in the middle of the room, waiting for her. She smiled at me, and I filled her water bowl and feed bowl and rubbed her shoulders. She was still looking around, but the machine quieted her.

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