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Meeting After Ten Years Ch. 06

by Tdisk on Sep 19, 2017
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Becca sheepishly greeted Dr. Jensen at her front door. Mike was away on business and had instructed her to contact and interact with the strange man. Without Mike present she was even more embarrassed than she'd been when they'd first met. At that time Mike had done all of the talking and she'd merely had to cooperate. This time she was personally asking the...

The Milking Herd Ch. 05

by StoryTeller07 on Sep 25, 2017
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Ch. 05 A new hucow is bred * 'I'll be out this afternoon, Jim. Charlie needs me to make a special farm inspecting. They produce milk, and need a hygiene certificate,' Doris explained, sounding full of self-importance. When the door was pulled behind her, the team gave a collective sigh of relief. The boss, Charlie, had done them a favour by getting her o...

Milk Sow Ch. 01

by InYourDreams on Sep 19, 2017
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Chapter 1: The Machine Ginny stood before the gleaming machinery, staring at the brightly polished surfaces lit up under the overhead spotlights. She pulsed with apprehension and her body buzzed with excitement. She was floating and could not have felt more alive even had she been directly connected to the power grid, flashes of arousal arcing across her ne...

Milking Her Huge Udders

by TrotskysGirl on Mar 12, 2019
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Devon was the owner of a brothel that was known far and wide for entertaining just about any sexual fantasy a man could dream up. He was a shrewd businessman with a good reputation. He treated his customers right, he treated his working girls right. His creativity helped maximize both his profits and his customer's pleasure. He offered both the basic and th...

Meeting After Ten Years Ch. 05

by Tdisk on Sep 19, 2017
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Mike required that both Becca and he maintain separate daily journals to record their respective memories of each day during the one year contract. Each morning they took 15 minutes to privately reflect on the prior day and jot down the highlights. As Mike wrote in his Journal he marveled at his good fortune. After not seeing his occasional college date for...

The Milking Herd Ch. 07

by StoryTeller07 on Feb 19, 2018
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Ch. 07 Bulls breeding a hucow After a few days living in a milking stall, Margaret worried that she might have been abandoned by Mathew, her boyfriend and master. He'd sent her for hucow training which she agreed to because he was her master, and had to be obeyed. As soon as she got to the farm, she was attached to a milking machine, which meant she couldn...

Hucow Finds Love Ch. 02

by bara33 on Aug 22, 2018
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Several hours later, someone knocked at Anna's door. There was no way to check who was on the other side, so she nervously opened it. "Hello, Anna," a familiar female voice said from outside. Anna peeked further out. She couldn't help it if she was a little cautious after what had happened the last time she let someone in her room. Even if it had resulted...

Farm

by cvillerook on Sep 13, 2017
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Astrid assumed her position on the milking floor. Her massive udders were heavy and she needed relief in the worst way. The nipples ached and wept milk - she had bristled during inspection and for her rebellion she had been left in her cubical. Astrid actually had not meant to give offense - however, she had been unusually tender for the last week. She resi...

Suzanne Becomes Jack's Milk Cow

by Suzanne James on Sep 15, 2017
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Arriving home from Chicago, Jack wasted no time in arranging our new schedule to bring in my milk. We were both incredibly turned on by the idea, and had shopped in Chicago for nursing bras and other clothing that would enhance my new condition as Jack's contented milk cow. The Medela breast pump awaited us; after much research, Jack had ordered the top of t...

Semen Supplication: Battery Bull

by yuda14me on Jul 30, 2019
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I locked the front door behind me and stepped out into the morning sun. It was a beautiful day. I walked across the patio and onto the sidewalk, and began the 5-minute walk to the designated bus pickup point. "Good morning, Ray!" Mrs Granger next door had taken a break from watering her lawn to wave at me. I smiled and waved back at her, admiring her amazi...