Cowgirl

Chapter Eighteen

When Rachel returned from her track meet, she was furious at the condition of her slave. She stormed at her mother about how Carol was her slave and that she didn't want her marked like she was now. This defiance to her mother lasted as long as it took for Megan and Beth to strap Rachel down and give her a sound trashing with a cat-o-nine tail whip. Carol could hear Rachel's screams from the barn. Rachel learned that while she was Carol's mistress, Megan was still Rachel's mistress and thus had power over both. It was explained to Rachel that selling Carol was needed to support Rachel's education and athletic training. It was a completely subdued Rachel, sporting bold red strips all over her body that went out to take Carol for her morning training.

Rachel sat down in a stool and directed her slave's head into her bald slit. As Carol's skillful tongue began to tantalize Rachel's pussy, Rachel began to outline the new ground rules as Megan had recently explained them to her at the end of a whip. "From now on, you will be loaned out to other mistresses as my mother feels is needed to supplement our income. You are extremely desired now that you are fully trained and are my milker. I didn't wish to share you, but mother explained that we need the money to finance my education and training. So, you will do this for me and I will love you more because you endure their punishments to help me. Promise you will be good and not make any fuss when we lend you out."

Carol had been listening while she licked and now raised her head and looked fully into the eyes of Rachel. She had become so dependent on her for her care and what loving she received. She looked at the marks decorating her athletic build and didn't want her to get in any more trouble with Megan. She nodded her head and said, "I will do as you wish. You are my mistress and now my body belongs to you to do as you wish. I love you and will go where you send me. Just promise you will take me back whatever the condition I am in and nurse me."

Rachel smiled down at her slave and gently pulled her back to bringing her to her morning orgasm. Carol's routine went back to normal and she soon forgot about being loaned out.

About two weeks later, when Carol was again away at a track meet, a paneled truck pulled into the farm. A medium build women about thirty years old opened the side of the truck. Megan and the mystery women talked for about five minutes and an envelope was passed to Megan. Beth came and took her over to the truck. She removed Carol's harness that kept her on her hands and knees and took out the butt plug. The women then directed her to get into the truck. Carol looked frightfully at Megan who nodded towards the truck. Seeing no way out and remembering her promise to Rachel, Carol willingly got into the truck. The women then secured her to a mattress that was on the floor and soon the truck was bouncing down the road.

The journey took some time and she fell asleep. She awoke when the truck's engine stopped. The women released her from the mattress and gave her a raincoat to put on. They were in some kind of garage basement and then went to a bank of elevators. I must have been a big building because it had thirty floors. They didn't stop on any other floors on the way to their destination. When they got to their floor, it seemed to be empty. She was lead to an office that had Dr. Gail Black, OB/GYN on the door. She was taken into an examination room and told to strip and get up on the table. It was a standard examination table with stirrups. Once in position, the women began to secure her to the table. Strong restraints bound her arms, legs, torso and head giving her no latitude to move. The women took the adjustable stirrups and spread her legs to nearly 180 degrees. Her pussy and ass now hung over the table totally exposed.

Satisfied with her work, the women then began to undress. She was quite pretty and had a strong build. As she exposed portions of her body it became obvious that she had been treated harshly by whoever owned her. Carol assumed that she must be someone's slave. She had rings in her nipples, and clit. What was most scary, was the scars that could be seen on her back, ass, tits and thighs. Some of the scars were inches long and must have been terribly painful until they healed.

Carol tested her bindings and now came to realize she in the hands of a sadistic mistress and had no way out. The other slave now began to assemble some tools and set them up between her legs. The women looked up at Carol and smiled devilishly. "I have been told to remove all you pussy and ass hair for good. It will hurt and you will never again grow back hair. Your mistress has gotten tired of shaving you and has asked my mistress to have certain modification done to you while you are our guest. This is but the first and least painful."

Now Carol knew why her mistresses had allowed her pussy hair to grow in the last week. It gave this slave something to work on. This began a one-hour torture where electrolysis was performed to Carol's suffering whimpers. Once complete, her armpits were also attacked and soon she was hairless there as well.

The slave then made a phone call and used a wash cloth to clean up Carol. She took great care to arrange Carol to present a desirable picture. Carol soon heard someone approach the room and saw the other slave kneel and face the door. When the door opened, the slave bowed her head to the floor and stayed there. The obvious mistress stood at the door and surveyed the room. She was about six feet tall, had a beautiful figure and all in all presented a striking example of power.

She gazed at the bound teen and appraised her as if Carol was a piece of meat. Carol shivered under her stare. Finally satisfied with the display, she strode to a closet and said, "Assist me to dress." Her slave jumped to her feet and helped her mistress remove her street cloths and done a merry widow outfit that accentuated her full bust and long legs. The slave pulled her hair back and braided it into a ponytail. Once she was dressed in her sexy outfit, the mistress returned to the examination table.

"My name is Mistress Gail. This is my slave Kitten. You are mine to use, as I desire. I paid a large sum of money to experiment with you and now that I see you in person I don't think I will be disappointed. I see that Kitten has already taken care of your hair. Your pussy is nice and red. I have wanted to play with a lactating slave for years and now I have my chance. I will conduct a few experiments on your tits and see just how you react. My little Kitten will be in charge of monitoring you while I rest. We have all weekend here and I may give the staff off on Monday as well. By the time I am finished we will have determined you exact capacity and milk regeneration rate. This is not going to be sexual in any way. I am a scientist and also a sadist. Whatever sexual pleasure you may receive while you are here will be because you are a pain freak and maybe what Kitten wants to do to you. Let's begin."

"Even though we are the only ones here, we can't have you making too much noise, so we will but a gag on you." A large ball gag was soon holding her mouth wide open but no sounds but moans could get past it.

"First we must see what is your present milk production quantity. To do this and be sure that we get all your milk we will need a better method of removing your milk then through your nipples. I will insert a catheter into your main milk duct and this will allow rapid discharge of your milk. I will also be able to work the catheter deep into your milk glands to get all your milk. Now let's insert those catheters into these magnificent tits. While Mistress Gail busied herself preparing her tools, Kitten stood between Carol's legs and began to play with Carol's pussy lips and clit. She started twisting her clit stud. Her actions distracted Carol from Mistress Gail only until Gail returned with a scalpel in hand. She took one of her nipples in hand and told Kitten to pull up on the embedded ring. She cleaned the area with disinfectant.

She stabbed the scalpel deep just below the nipple and areola junction. Blood and milk began to ooze out of the wound. Taking a swab, she cleaned the incision and found the main milk duct. She took a special catheter tube and inserted it deep into the duct. This tube had small holes along the length that would allow for the entry of fluid as well as an opening on the end. Carol's screams would have been piercing if they were allowed to be heard. She had broken out into a sweat and even Kitten's fingers pumping her pussy could not distract the pain. Once the tube was fully inserted, Mistress Gail used stitches to secure it in place and closed the wound.

Satisfied with one tit, Mistress Gail repeated the procedure on the other. When complete, two catheter tubes stuck out of Carol's areolas. Milk already was filling the tubes up to the clamped off end. Kitten's playful fucking now began to trigger Carol's typical reaction. "Not so fast Kitten, we don't want our little lab rat to enjoy this too much. If you make her come before I command, you will be punished." Kitten slowed her touching to keep Carol on edge but not over the top.

"Now we will see how much you presently hold. Kitten, help me with the table." Mistress Gail and Kitten adjusted some controls and Carol's table flipped so she now facing the floor. Her massive tits hanging down like the udders they were. Kitten attached a capture bag to each catheter and opened the valve. Milk began to flow into the bag. Gravity was working well and soon each bag was half full.

"Hum, about a liter each. Now let's see if we can get the last drops out. Kitten use the clamps please." Kitten got a series of plumbers ring clamps used to tighten pipes. She opened them and started attaching them to Carol's tits. Beginning at the base where her tits meet her chest, she turned the screw that tightened the clamp. Carol's tits soon turned red from the pressure. The pressure caused more milk to be squeezed from Carol's abused boobs.

"Add the rest of the clamps but don't tighten them until I tell you to. I want her to feel the total effect of having her tits squeezed empty." Kitten worked diligently and soon Carol had five one inch wide clamps circling each tit. At a signal from her mistress, she began tightening each clamp working from the chest out to the nipple. More milk filled the capture bag and Carol squirmed and cried from the pressure on her inflated tits. When Kitten had finished tightening each clamp to the maximum, Mistress Gail checked the total milk in each bag. "Much better, let's take a break and enjoy this delicious milk. Bring the cookies Kitten."

Each women clamped off the catheter and took a milk bag to a nearby table. Kitten retrieved some cookies from a cupboard. They sat together and chatted, drinking the still warm tit milk and dunking cookies. Carol still hung upside down looking at the floor and her abused, clamped tits. She wished she never had big tits and wondered how much more of this she could take.

Fifteen minutes later, Gail and Kitten had finished their snack, put the remaining milk in a refrigerator and came back to their experiment. "Now we must see the total capacity of these tits. We will use the catheters in reverse. Turn the table back over and take off the clamps on her right tit." Carol was flipped back over and Kitten started taking off the clamps. As the blood started flowing back into Carol's tit, the moans and groans grew louder. The marks left on Carol's tit where the clamps had bite into her skin left a decorative pattern.

"We will us a special mixture of saline and a mild irritant to test your tit capacity. We will deliver the fluid into one tit at a time. This should be interesting." Kitten brought over an IV stand from which she hung a massive bag filled with a bluish fluid.

"I put a blue dye into the fluid so we can see how the fluid fills you up."

Kitten connected the catheter from her right tit to the hanging bag and looked at her mistress for permission to start the flow. With a nod from Gail the fluid began to flow. Carol's tits were firm because of her youth and physical activity so they didn't sag much when she lay on her back. Now her tit began to fill and it seemed to swell bigger and bigger, especially compared to her tightly clamped left tit. When gravity finished its work, Carol had taken in over half the bag's contents. Her right tit felt like when she had missed many hours of nursing. Mistress Gail was not finished yet.

"I think we can get more in there. I like how her tit is taking on a bluish tinge." She went over to the bag and began to squeeze it, forcing more of the fluid down the catheter. Carol squirmed in agony as her tit bloated out to outrageous proportions. The pressure began to cause the bluish liquid to squirt out her nipple in a high arch. "Oh look at that. We have a leak. Kitten, clamp that nipple shut. Kitten quickly got a large surgical clamp and squeezed it closed over Carol's distended nipple. The flow stopped but Carol bucked in pain. Mistress Gail clamped off the catheter so none of the fluid would flow back up and began to feel Carol's massive right tit.

"That must be uncomfortable having all that itchy fluid in your tit. But it makes it look so attractive. So prominent. I bet your mistress would love to see this. She might want you this large always. Maybe some implant or we could just leave the catheters in your tits and let her fill you up when she wants to. Let's get some pictures of this Kitten, one clamped tit and one gusher."

Carol was moaning in constant pain now. The occasional caresses by Kitten went unnoticed. The pain was too powerful. It felt as if her tit was about to explode. It had taken on a distinct bluish color. What added to the pain was the constant itching the irritant in the fluid caused. It was like a thousand ants were inside her tit eating it alive.

'Kitten, take a reading on how much we got in and then let's do the same thing to her left tit. I want some pictures of matching set of bloated knockers. Then we will have some fun with this toy."

Kitten worked efficiently setting up another bag and releasing the clamps from Carol's left tit. Soon, the blue fluid was filling her left tit as full as her right. They put a clamp on her nipple first so no fluid would escape. Carol was close to passing out from the pain, but that would spoil Mistress Carol's fun. A stimulant was given to Carol by injection that kept her fully aware of her punishments.

As Carol was subjected to her torture, Mistress Gail went and attached a massive strap-on dildo to her crotch. She positioned herself between Carol's widely spread legs and began to push the dildo into her stretched pussy. Kitten had positioned herself to the side of Carol and taken up a wicked cat-of-nine tails whip. As her mistress slowly fucked their toy, Kitten began slashing the whip on Carol's engorged tits. Soon, stinging red marks could be seen on Carol's blue tits. Each whip brought new pain to tits already in agony.

Mistress Gail quickened her thrusts, each ramming into the bottom of Carol's teenage cunt. She pinched and pulled on her pussy lips and clit ring. Twisting the ring and pulling it out to torment the teen. Despite the agony of her tits, the fucking was making her pussy respond. How she could mix the pain and pleasure to reach orgasm was unknown to Carol, but she soon gushed her pussy juice down Gail's fake dick.

"Now Kitten." Was all Mistress Gail said. Kitten knew what to do. She took the clamps off Carol's nipples and continued whipping. The blue fluid began a steady stream from each tit. Arcing straight up. Kitten began using a riding crop on Carol's tits since it would push deeper into her tits and cause more of the fluid to squirt out. The release of the fluid brought Carol's orgasm to staggering heights that seemed to last forever. Gail was now bucking deep into Carol's cunt making slapping noises from each thrust. Carol didn't know how she was able to stay conscious. The drug they gave her must be keeping her awake.

Mistress Gail now came to her own climax from the portions of the dildo trusting into her own pussy. She stopped pumping and removed the harness, leaving the dildo deep in Carol's cunt. Kitten stopped her cropping and began licking Carol's agonized tits. The brutalized tits now were stripped with wounds from the crop and whip. The catheters protruded from the areolas and they still had a blue tinge from the fluid still in her tits.

"Turn her over and drain the fluid out. I am going to rest for a while. You may use her as you wish Kitten, but I want her ready for more fun in an hour or two." Mistress Gail left the room and Kitten turned the table over and started the flow of the remaining fluid out of Carol's tits. She sat next to the table and vigorously squeezed each tit, milking the fluid out of her tits. When she felt she got most of the fluid out, she turn Carol over and repeated the painful filling of her tits with saline to flush out the blue fluid.

Another draining process and Carol's tits seemed back to normal. The itching had stopped and the fluid drained out was a milky color from her own production. Kitten tilted the table so Carol's head was lowered to crotch level. Kitten straddled Carol's face and lowered her dripping pussy onto Carol's talented tongue. A few pinches to Carol's tits brought Carol's attention to pleasing Kitten's urges. She rutted heavily on Carol's face and sat so heavily that Carol was having trouble breathing. This did not stop Kitten from using Carol to reach two orgasms before tiring of standing on weak knees and sat down to rest.

Carol lay there with her face covered with Kitten's juices. Her tits aching from the recent whipping. She had to pee and begged to be released to answer natures call.

"Please let me go to the bathroom, I really need to go."

"Don't worry we will take care of your bodily functions right here in this chair. I can't release you until my mistress says so. I think an enema and another treatment will take care of your needs."

Kitten went to a cabinet and returned between Carol's spread legs. Carol could not see what Kitten was doing but she soon felt Kitten licking her pussy and spreading her lips even wider then her present rings provided. She jumped when she felt a slick intrusion up her pee tube. Kitten was catheterizing Carol's bladder. The tube slide up her urethra and lodged in her bladder. Kitten used a small syringe to inflate a reservoir that kept the catheter from sliding out. The catheter's clamp was released and Carol's piss filled a bag hanging from the table. She had no control of the process and was soon empty. Kitten pressed down on her abdomen and some more pee drained into the bag.

"There that's empty now lets tend to your butthole. A big girl like you should take a full two-quart enema. That will clean you out."

Kitten hummed as she prepared the tubes and prepared the enema bag. She used a strong detergent and hot water. Tilting the table even more so the enema fluid would flow deep into Carol's bowels and intestines. She worked the tube deep up Carol's ass with little difficulty, given Carol's conditioning with butt plugs. When the valve was opened, Carol groaned as the hot water filled her guts. Kitten massaged Carol's belly to work the fluid deep. When the enema bag gurgled empty, Carol's belly was horribly distended. She looked six months pregnant and was clearly in intense pain.

Kitten slowly pulled the tube out and quickly jammed a large butt plug in Carol's ass to keep the fluid from being released. She went around to Carol's face and kissed the tortured teens moaning mouth. She enjoyed watching the teen beg for release.

"One more little stress to your system and then you can empty yourself, my pet."

Kitten took a bottle of saline out of the refrigerator and attached it to Carol's bladder catheter. "We need to clean this cavity out too. I hope you enjoy the contrast of the hot enema and cold flushing. Let me know how it feels."

Kitten opened the catheter valve and squeezed the cold liquid up into Carol's bladder. There was already pressure on her bladder from the enema and this added pressure made Carol feel like she was ready to pop. The cold was excruciating and soon had Carol racked with cramps. When the bottle was empty. Kitten clamped off the catheter and stood back to admire her handiwork.

Carol was a study in pain. Her whole lower body was bloated beyond the painful to the damaging point. Taking the dildo and pumping it into Carol's pussy got Kitten hot. She strapped the dildo on and began to pump with brutal quickness. She stroked Carol's fat belly and squeezed Carol's tits. She brought the clamped catheters from Carol's tits up to her lips and began to suck her tit juice like a straw. The lewdness of it all was too much for Kitten and she came with a load moan.

Taking the dildo out, she tilted the table bringing Carol's head once again up and her butt down. Positioning a large catch bag under Carol's ass, she pulled the butt plug out and released the clamp on her bladder catheter. The simultaneous expulsions of fluids sounded gross and the smell was foul. But the release on Carol's face was obvious. She seemed to crap for hours and felt totally empty when the last of the fluid drained out. Kitten gave Carol's bottom another quick enema with only a small amount of water to be sure all the crap was out and then cleaned her up. She used air freshener and soon Carol was back to her normal body shape. She felt terribly hungry and asked Kitten for some food.

"Mistress will feed you when she returns. Until then if you want you can drink my piss. I would love that since I have to drink my mistresses often. No one has ever drunk mine. Let's do it."

"That's OK, I will wait if you don't mind."

"I do mind. If you don't do as I ask, I will repeat the enema process."

That threat was enough to get Carol to agree. Soon Carol was guzzling Kitten's piss direct from the source. It was this scene that greeted Mistress Gail as she returned to the examination room.

"I see you are enjoying yourself, Kitten. Has our little toy been pleasing you while I rested?

"Yes, Mistress. I cleaned her out front and back and installed a bladder catheter. She is ready for your next experiment."

"I've been thinking, what can we do that will leave a lasting impression on this little slut but not be visible to her own mistress? The only thing I came up with was a little interior examination followed by some additional jewelry. Prepare her for a vaginal exploration. I want a clear view right up to her cervix."

Carol had never had a full cervical exam since she only lost her hymen this summer. The thought of something stretching her pussy wide enough so Mistress Gail could look up that far made her shiver. Kitten brought over a stainless steel device that she later found out was a speculum. It had two scoop type arms that could be ratcheted open to stretch the pussy open as desired. This speculum was exceptionally large and Carol let out a deep moan when Kitten inserted the device deep into her well-lubed pussy.

Kitten stood aside and Mistress Gail sat down on a stool between Carol's legs. Gail leaned forward and gave Carol's clit a little lick. "Hmm, You taste marvelous for someone so abused. It must be all those vitamins and exercise Mistress Megan insists on. Now let's see your pretty pussy up close."

Gail began to slowly ratchet open the speculum. She would occasionally give the distressed teen's pussy a loving lick or squeeze as the arms began to form a cavern for Gail to peer up Carol's pussy hole. She put a lamp on her head and bent down to look deep. "You have a lovely pretty and pink pussy. Just like a young women of your training should have. I see a normal cervix with only slight inflammation from your recent sexual excesses. I think we will add a little permanent insignia of your slavery that only we will know of. It will be our little secret. Since I have already contracted with Megan for regular use of you it would not be prudent on your part to tell her of our additions. Your punishment will be extreme and you would not leave without permanent disfiguration. Do we understand each other?"

Carol nodded her head after considering the pain she had endured already and thought what more this sadistic bitch could think up, given her expertise in medical training.

"Good, we understand each other. I am going to brand your pussy deep in your sheath, right at the top. Only the deepest dildo will hit this spot. I am also going to add a pretty stainless steel ring at the top of your pussy. It will then be used to keep what dildos I desire to tease you with inside without any straps. Let's begin. I'm getting hot just thinking of seeing you marked. I'm going to use a dermal laser to brand my mark in your pussy. I'm curious what your reaction will be when you feel the burning deep in your gut."

Kitten handed Gail the hand-held laser and bent to her task. "Kitten, lay over her waist to keep her from squirming. I don't want to mess up my masterpiece."

She used short bursts of the laser to scribe 'Cow' on the back wall of Carol's cunt. She felt like she was being scorched from the inside out. As much as she tried to buck, Kitten's weigh held her down.

"There, get the camera and take a picture of this. I think I will sell this for a good price on the net. When we add the ring, she will be even more appetizing. Carol's head was limp from the pain. She was oblivious to the next part of her treatment until she felt the sharp piercing of her pussy deep up her hole. Gail had taken a clamp to pull a portion of her back pussy wall out and then pushed a sharp probe through the flesh. She quickly pushed the steel ring through the hole, snapped it shut and then dabbed the wound with a swab.

A lovely one-inch diameter ring was now buried deep in her pussy. The wound still stung, as did the laser burns. Why Mistress Gail would want to put her mark where no one but her could see eluded Carol's reasoning.

"By the time you come back to us, that ring will have healed so we can use it to hold whatever we desire. Remember, if you tell anyone about this I will use that ring to pull you pussy out from the roots. So don't cross me, little toy."

"Kitten. I have other engagements to attend to. I want you to accurately measure my toy's output. Keep her well hydrated and feed her the protein mixture Mistress Megan provided. By the end of the weekend, I want a scientific assessment of her production capacity."

The next two days were a mixture of constant tit manipulation and Kitten using her as her personal sex toy. Carol came to enjoy the constant sexual stimulation Kitten seemed to demand for herself and inflict on Carol's ripe body. She would occasionally whip her and even used sterile needles to pierce Carol's tits and cunt lips.

Mistress Gail would stride in throughout the weekend, inflict some torture and then leave Carol to Kitten's pleasure. By the time, Carol was released from her chair, her legs were cramped an unable to support her. She was half carried back to the van and fell quickly asleep for the drive to the farm. The catheter's remained in her tits. Mistress Gail had called Megan and they had agreed to keep the catheters in for a while.

It was a totally spent teen slave that was deposited back into her stall after her weekend with Mistress Gail. How many more of these outings Carol could take was yet to be seen. She was young and Mistress Megan had a large amount of money yet to raise.