Rose Pt 02 1

"Master?" Rose said softly, her tears had finally dried up, but she still hadn't released me yet.

"You don't need to call me master, Rose."

"Mas-Kye... Do you still want me?" She tensed in my arms with those last few words.

I for that matter was still a little shocked. If not for the violence inflicted on the dead slaver, then by Rose's physical attributes... She wasn't really human... So what was she? Unfortunately, my hesitation to answer must have meant something as she tried to pull away. instinctually, I pulled her harder against my chest. The idea of her being anywhere other than my arms... Just felt wrong...

"I'm taking you home, Rose. I need to get you somewhere safe."

"Does that mean?-"

"Yes, Rose. I still want you. I'm just a little surprised, that's all."

Rose pulled back to look at me, she had plastered on a determined expression. "I'd never hurt you, master. I promise I'll be a good cow."

Just the way she said it made it almost impossible to keep a straight face, but I managed. "Rose, I'm not worried about you hurting me. I'm just a little surprised at your, physical attributes." I watched as her face dropped slightly, but I cut right back in. "Stop. You're absolutely gorgeous. Just, I didn't see your tail and hooves last night. I was a little surprised."

Rose sprung back out of my arms and did a twirl. "My hooves are usually shinier than this, but it's so dusty and I need a bath. But my tail is still fluffy," she said, as her tail flicked around in front of her. Sure enough, at the end of the narrow appendage, was a black tuft of fur.

It was a little odd. She was a stunning and gorgeous woman. But she was obviously something a little more. And the more I thought about it, it was obvious, she had somehow been spliced with bovine DNA. Her hooves were dark, they attached to a pair of shapely calves. Her calves were partially covered in a layer of white fuzz that stopped short of her knees. From there she looked relatively human. Other than the tail, she was all curves. The only thing that gave her away on the top half, ignoring her amazing chest, was the two small horns that just broke free of her hairline. But knowing modern pop-culture, she could probably walk around in public without people even realising they weren't fake. I'm even pretty sure you can buy fake hooves to wear as high heeled shoes these days.

"Okay. It's going to take about 3 days to walk home from here. Do you know where the... Farm... The place where you were kept is?"

"You... Please don't take me-"

"No!" I cut her off. "I am not ever taking you back to that horrible place. I'm hoping I can save your sisters."

That was obviously the right thing to say because she immediately pulled me into a crushing hug. "Thank you, master. But I don't know where it is. They gave me something that made me sleep and only woke me up to feed me."

"That's okay, Rose. Let's just get home, then I'll see what I can do." I gently pulled away, but not before Rose suddenly darted in and pressed her lips against my own. I held her for a moment, before she pulled back, a guilty look plastered across her face. "Rose, why did you kiss me?"

"M-master... I'm sorry... Don't be mad... I-I-I just... I wanted too so bad. I-I won't do it-"

I cut her off with a kiss. This time I swear she mooed into my mouth. I just kept kissing her. She tasted sweet and smelled just as good as the previous evening. I even felt her tail wrap itself around my leg. This time when we separated, there were tears, sparkling in her eyes.

"I love you, master," she said softly.

And y'know what, "I love you too, Rose. But really, you don't need to call me master."

"I know, but I like calling you master. Because you are my master, and I'd do anything for you... Anything for my master."

"Alright, alright. We'll work on it. First, we need to eat, then I suppose we get going."

About five minutes later, it almost broke my heart when Rose happily ate her MRE. The processed mush in the packet was apparently the best thing she'd ever eaten. I kinda wished she hadn't killed the man... I would have loved to have killed him myself... 10 minutes after that and I'd just rolled up my swag and we were about to leave. That was until Rose stepped between me and my equipment.

"Master, let me carry that," Rose said with a smile.

"No, it's okay. I've got it," I tried to step around her, but she blocked me.

"Master, I'm stronger than you. If I carry it, we can get back sooner."

God damned logic... "Fine... Fine... But if it gets heavy, I'll take it and let you rest. I'm used to carrying it."

With a soft moo, Rose leaned forward and gave me a chaste kiss. Before I could recover, she'd already scooped my bags up and thrown them over her shoulder. It took me another minute to convince her to wear the bag properly. And she grudgingly thanked me for making it easier to carry.

We marched for most of the day. Only stopping to relieve ourselves, preferring to eat and drink while on the move. One thing I had noticed, was Rose's attitude. By the end of the day, she seemed grumpy about something. But every time I offered to carry the bag, I was met with smiles and her denial about being tired. That evening was even worse than the night before. She fell asleep with her chest pressed firmly against me. I tried not to think about it, but she definitely wasn't wearing a bra. That didn't stop them from defying gravity, jutting horizontally from her chest and currently preventing me from looking straight up. Literally, she'd pressed me between them so that I had to turn my head away in order to breathe. It was another painfully erect night sleep for me.

The following morning was much the same as the previous one. Only, we weren't interrogating a man and Rose's smiles weren't as bright today. She also seemed to fidget as we ate breakfast. But my attempts to talk about it were for nought. Soon enough we were on our way. Rose was right about one thing though. We were making great time. I hadn't expected to be home until the following evening at the earliest. But at this pace, we should arrive mid-morning. When I mentioned this, Rose gave me a strained smile and increased her pace.

At least today she spoke to me. She asked questions about where I lived and wanted a general education on life outside the facility she lived in. She had no idea about things like Television or the internet. But she knew about smartphones and general human culture. It was a strange feeling discussing things she did and did not know about modern life. But thankfully, she seemed like a sponge and soaked up anything I told her. I was secretly glad she was actually quite intelligent if a little naive.

That evening was different again. I swore her breasts were even bigger than the previous evenings. But that could just be from pressing so firmly against me. It was obvious that something was very wrong with her. Especially as she whimpered and groaned through the night. She finally settled when I started to rub her horns, earning me a cute, sleepy smile and a moo.

Unfortunately, that didn't last. Before dawn, Rose was awake. She still wouldn't tell me what was wrong, but it was obvious she wanted to get moving right away. We even had breakfast on the march as she practically dragged me in the direction I'd started in. To my great surprise, we finally found civilisation just after 7 am. Being as worried as I was, I switched on my phone for the first time in a week and after ignoring all the missed calls and messages, called for a taxi.

At first, Rose grumbled about not continuing our walk, but when I explained that we were getting transport, she plonked herself on the ground. I took this moment to gently rub her horns. I just wished she would tell me what was wrong with her... It wasn't long before the familiar orange vehicle drove into sight.

"If you get questioned, pretend you're human. If you're found out, we may have trouble," I told Rose.

She just nodded with a small scowl. I wasn't sure if the scowl was for me, or if it was for whatever was bothering her. 15 minutes later, we were walking through the entrance to my apartment building. Rose was shot a few strange looks as we entered the building. It was a Thursday and the usual morning traffic was making their way to work. I on the other hand just wanted to get home. Thankfully, we got an elevator to ourselves. This was a new experience for Rose, and she clung to me in terror as the room we were standing in, suddenly started moving. A few moments later, and I was unlocking the door to my apartment.

I pushed the door open, and ushered Rose inside, before picking up my bags and following her in. Rose still wasn't really talking to me, but I gave her the quick tour. Showing her the lounge, the kitchen, my room and finally the attached bathroom. As I made my way back to the lounge to make coffee, I quickly realised Rose hadn't followed me. Turning back, I found her in the bathroom, looking tense.

"Rose?"

"M-master... Please... I... I need you... Please help me."

I was on her in an instant, pulling her into my arms. "What is it, I'll do whatever it is, you just need to ask."

At this point, I was ready for anything. I'd assumed there was some weird part of her diet that made her feel uncomfortable or something. What I didn't expect, was for Rose to rip what was left of her clothing, clean off her body. She was truly something else... I knew she had some womanly curves, but fuck me swinging... I almost came just staring at her. There was just one detail... One or should I say, four... Little differences. She had two nipples per breast.

"I'm so full... Please master, I can't stand it anymore, it hurts," Rose whimpered pathetically.

"W-What? What's full?"

"My udders, master. I need to be milked. They told me it would happen, but I didn't think it would be this quick. Please master."

Before I could respond, Rose turned her back to me and pressed herself back against my chest. Her hands went for mine and brought them up to her breasts. By this point, I'd short-circuited. Her breasts were rock hard and I could swear I could feel her heartbeat through them. Rose moved my hands so my middle finger sat with her nipples either side.

"Doc Brown says, you need to squeeze firmly and pull away from my chest," Rose continued. I just stood there dumbstruck until Rose grabbed my wrists and made me manipulate her breasts. "That... That feels good, but you need to grab and pull harder."

This time I reacted myself and firmly took hold of her nipples, pulling them firmly away from her body. This made Rose gasp out loud, making me immediately loosen my grip.

"No... No, please, harder, it feels so good."

"Just tell me if it starts to hurt," I grumbled back. I swear if my balls get any more blue, they were going to explode.

Now I concentrated, gripping her nipples and forcing them away from her body. Rose, twisted and writhed in what I hoped was pleasure. The only confusing thing was the lack of milk. Unless I'd heard incorrectly, she'd specifically mentioned 'milking,' so where was it?

Rose, however, was already aware of this. "Master, Let me get on all fours. That's how they showed us at the farm. Maybe that will help."

My agreement was the temporary release of Rose's breasts. In an instant, Rose flopped down onto all fours. Her breasts hanging over the bath. But what caught my attention was the puffy slit between her legs. Other than a small patch of fuzz over her pubic bone, she was hairless. I couldn't help but wonder if that was natural. But what really drew my eye, was the copious amounts of fluid leaking out of her. Seriously, she was dripping constantly on the floor like a leaky faucet. Her entire crotch and down both legs glistened with womanly dew. I could even see it stuck in the fur of her calves. What was even more arousing was her smell. It was a slightly musky perfume that, if I were a lesser man, I'd already be inside her, or at least tasting her.

"Master?" She begged.

Snapping out of my day fantasies, I silently promised myself I'd masturbate till it fell off. Just first, I needed to help Rose. Dropping to my knees behind her, I tried my best to keep my bulging erection away from her nether region. It was a little awkward, but soon, I had a grip on Rose's nipples again. Feeling the burning warmth of her flesh between my fingers, I died a little inside. It was a battle of self-control as I began pulling on her nipples, as I listened to Rose's cries of bliss. But still no milk...

"I'm sorry master... I can't stand it anymore... I thought I could... But I can't... Please forgive me when it's over."

Before I could come up with a response, I felt my pants fall around my knees. A moment later, my underwear tore and I felt hot hands grasp my painfully throbbing erection. The only warning I received, was a sexy little moo, right before she forced her crotch back against me. Spearing her depths with my cock. At that moment, several things happened immediately. Rose went immediately rigid and sat upright with my cock still buried to the hilt inside her. She let out a sharp scream of ecstasy as her internal muscles clenched like an iron fist around my cock. And four streams of milk shot from her breasts, mostly missing the bath and spraying around the room.

Before Rose had finished, what must have been the mother of all orgasms, she shuddered. "I'm sorry, master, I'm wasting it."

At this point, I couldn't care less. I was inside this gorgeous creature, and the first thing she'd done was orgasm. But when she grabbed one of her breasts and fed the nipples back into her own mouth. I watched for the briefest moment as she moaned while sucking down her own milk. her second breast, she pitifully tried to aim for the bath, but the stream was so powerful it ricochet off the wall and onto the floor.

"Tell me if I'm being too rough," I managed to snarl.

Grabbing her by the hair, I forced her top half to bend back into the bath. Rose made a surprised moo as her breast popped free of her mouth. Drawing myself upright, I pulled myself free from her sopping depths before plunging myself back in. This time, Rose just screamed. If not for her tail suddenly wrapping itself around me, pulling me in harder, I'd be worried I'd just hurt her. But... Well... I honestly doubted that.

Grabbing her well-rounded ass, I pulled back and drove myself forward again. This time Rose just gasped the word, "yes." What I also noticed, was her milk flow decreased. So I reached forwards and took her nipples like I had earlier and gave them a hard pull. At the same time, I rocked myself in and out of her vice-like depths. Rose's only reaction, was to grab my hands and force them even harder into her flesh. Now it was my turn to lose control. Gripping her breasts, I squeezed her nipples, hard and repeatedly drove myself in and out of her. I'd had 2 days of painfully erect nights of sleep beside her, and now it was my turn for relief. As I powered in and out of her, the natural motion of our bodies caused me to tug firmly on her nipples. Evidence was almost continuously spraying into the bath with every thrust.

With a final few thrusts, I buried myself to the hilt inside Rose and felt my own release.

"Master! I can feel you!" Rose cried as she powered through yet another explosive orgasm.

I had no idea how long I came for, but it seemed my body refused to stop until Rose did. Her internal muscles almost painfully pulling my cock deeper inside her with every pulse of cum. But eventually, it was over. I was spent, satisfied, but oddly enough, still hard.

"Please master, before you punish me. Leave it in and finish milking me. I'll accept any punishment without complaining."

I just did as she asked for a few minutes, listening to her try and stifle her delighted moos of pleasure as I continued to milk her. "Why would I punish you?"

"Master? I... I took from you without asking... I shouldn't do that, no matter how I feel. You're the master." Rose said quickly.

"Rose... I'm not like whatever master you were warned about. There won't be any punishment, not now, not ever. Now please, stop trying to hide your moos and enjoy what I'm doing to you."

"Mooo... Yes, master..." Rose said in a mixture of relief and pleasure.

By the time Rose's milk stopped flowing, I could see she'd provided at least a couple of litres. That didn't include what she had drunk and sprayed across the room. She whimpered slightly as I pulled myself from her depths and helped her regain her footing. I turned her around and she still looked nervous, like she'd done something wrong.

"Stop it," I said

"I'm sorry... I just..."

"No more apologising. You didn't do anything wrong." I said.

Leaning forward, I captured her lips on my own. Reaching up, I fondled her breasts, finding them still firm, but no longer hard like they were. The subtle moo that squeaked out told me she enjoyed my affections. Which was good, because I was still hard. Turning on the spot, I kept my mouth pressed to Roses, as I walked her backwards into the bedroom. I released her as she fell back on to the bed. She barely got out a questioning, "master?" Before I latched my mouth over what was, thankfully, a normal, human-looking clitoris. The effect it had on Rose was explosive. Suddenly she was all arms and legs, first, she thrashed and kicked, then she humped upwards into my face. All this made me do was insert two fingers inside her and right where I was expecting, I found her g-spot. Almost immediately, Rose mooed at an abnormally high pitch and squirted down the front of my chest.

I took that as my queue and quickly removed my mouth. Climbing atop her, Rose barely had enough time to give me a smile before she gasped as I plunged my cock back inside her.

"Why?" She moaned softly.

"Why what, Rose?"

She took in a few deep breaths as I slowly made love to her. "Why are you still making me feel good?"

"That's just it, my silly cow. I WANT you to feel good," I said softly as I kissed my way down to those engorged nipples of hers.

I barely paused to think before I wrapped my lips around the first one. I could taste the sweetness of her milk on her skin. It reminded me of her scent. This woman just oozed pleasure in every way. I really had no idea if it was intentional, but at this point, I didn't care. Rose was cumming again and her nipple released a small trickle of milk that I quickly swallowed.

Lifting away from her breasts, I kissed Rose firmly and emptied myself into her depths a second time. Rose responded by wrapping her legs around my waist, drawing me deeper inside herself. A few minutes later, I could feel my erection finally flagging.

Rolling off, I pulled Rose up onto my shoulder and we fell into blissful sleep.