VI 7 MONTHS LATER/HOME
The chiming clock signaled the half hour. She glanced up and saw that
her owner would be home within a few minutes and she crawled on her hands and
knees, her pregnant belly swaying, to the door to meet him. She heard the sound
of his car in the driveway and she positioned herself by the door.
He whistled as he headed up the walk to his door. His day had been long
and he was tired, it would be good to sit back and relax. He smiled to himself
recalling the sight he had seen downtown as he headed to the garage to get his
car and his related plans for the evening.
There had been two mongrel dogs at the head of an alley. They stood tail
to tail, both looking forlorn and a bit scared, the bitch was held fast to the
dog by his swollen cock and knot in her vagina after they had mated. He grinned
as he looked at them. He knew the bitch would be held fast for at least 5 to 10
minutes before the dog's cock and knot deflated enough for her to escape him.
Their predicament gave him an idea and he nodded his head as he moved on to
get his car. His cow slave had bored him lately and he wanted a new amusement.
He had had her suck and fuck many men for him but he wanted a new slant on uses
for her. The idea he had just concocted was great. He was pleased with himself
and looked forwards to getting home now.
Master made a few calls on his cellular as he headed home through
traffic. He spoke animatedly into the phone, his loud laughs turned the heads of
the drivers and passengers of neighboring cars. He winked lewdly at an older
woman who chanced to look at him. She sniffed and turned her head and he sped
away as the light turned green....
He reached his door and heard a soft scuffling inside as his key turned
in the lock. He swung the door open and gazed at his pregnant woman/cow who met
him at the door, naked and on all fours. She was totally his now and he used her
mercilessly, having her suck and fuck his friends when the whim hit him. She was
submissive almost to a point of failing and he had lately begun to think of her
more as an animal than a human.
He reached down and absently tousled her hair as she nosed eagerly at
his crotch.
"Okay, okay, girl...let me put my briefcase down."
He threw the briefcase on the side table in the foyer and again tousled her
short reddish brown hair as she nuzzled at his groin. He opened the drawer of
the table and took out a short light chain. She arched her neck offering the
collar for him to snap the lead to but instead he bent and sought her milk heavy
dangling breasts.
He passed the chain around the base of her long swollen left teat and clasped
it forming a breast binding loop with the chain's end in his hand. He gave a
light jerk and pulled her away from his crotch, she winced but remained silent.
He tugged the chain, pulling her breast and drew her after him to the back door.
He looked out to make sure no landscapers or maintenance men were in the yard.
After he was sure of his privacy he pulled the cow by her newly fashioned tit
leash in the yard. She scrambled after him smartly, her cow bell tinkling.
In the center of the yard she hurried, pulling as far ahead of him as
possible, her big belly and breasts swaying obscenely beneath her. She headed to
the small grove of trees at the back of the large enclosed lot. Her master
followed, musing about his plans for the evening. She reached the trees and
looked up at him in askance. He smiled again and said, "Go on, girl, get
finished. I'm tired and I want to rest...don't take all day about it."
He jerked the chain and tethered her to a stake planted firmly in the ground.
He went back inside. She obediently squatted and began to urinate, knowing he
was watching her from the window. After she finished she turned and began to
move slightly away from the urine. She squatted again and defecated on the
ground. She then moved towards an area behind the trees where she waited
patiently for her master to return.
When he came back out she crawled to him and kissed his shoes.
"Good girl, good cow, moo for me now."
The woman mooed loudly, flushing in shame and he grinned and tugged her
leash as he headed back to the house. She wanted to please him and tried
valiantly to match his stride as she scrambled beside him on her hands and
knees, her breasts and belly swinging heavily as she hurried along.
They reached the back door and he reached down and turned the hose on and
sprayed the dregs of her voidings from her cunt and asshole. He then used a
rough towel to dry her and unclasped the lead and allowed his cow to crawl on
ahead of him into the house. He entered after her and went into the den and
mixed himself a drink.
He flopped into an easy chair and unzipped his pants, extracting his flaccid
cock. The woman was there in an instant. She buried her head in his lap and
inhaled loudly as he pulled his pants down and gave her access to his cock and
sweaty balls. He patted her head and said, "Go on get your supper...if you're
good I have a treat for you later..."
She eagerly fumbled at his cock with her mouth till she managed to insert it
and began to suck him hungrily. His cock quickly began to stiffen under her
greedy sucking. He leaned back as she nursed and pulled at his thick cock.
He enjoyed the fact that she loved to eat cum for him and that he had trained
her to depend on sucking his cock for her evening meal. He felt his balls
tighten as he contemplated the evening ahead. She made a surprised sound as his
thick creamy cum began to spurt into her hungry mouth sooner than usual. She
slurped and gobbled at his cock, gulping the thick creamy fluid down, swallowing
his cum with relish.
He pushed her off of him and pulled his pants back up and zipped them. She
looked frustrated but quietly finished swallowing the cum in her mouth. A few
droplets glistened on her lips and she eagerly lapped them off.
"Good girl."
He walked out of the den with her following him. She trailed him into the
kitchen where he made a thick roast beef sandwich and sat down at the table to
eat it. She crept closer and began brazenly nuzzling his crotch again. He
slapped at her sharply and said, "No!" she backed away chastened and shamed.
He gazed at her critically. Her swollen udders hung, the left one heavy and
red from his tugging on her leash. She sat back before him, perched on her heels
with her hands planted on the floor beside her feet. Her distended belly hung
between her thighs, her navel beginning to protrude outwards. She looked at him
anxiously. He eyed her cunt, it looked swollen and damp, the lips parted
slightly. Her cunthole gaped a bit and her clit was visible, a small pinkish
nugget at the top of her slit.
He reached out with his foot and prodded her cunt with the toe of his shoe.
She thrust her hips forwards as best she could, taking the toe of his shoe into
her vagina and pumping it slowly and awkwardly.
He smiled but then wrinkled his forehead and looked closer at her teats after
removing his shoe from her cunt. Just as he suspected, she had been at them
again. The pregnancy darkened nipples were too swollen and elongated to indicate
mere excitement. He called her over and began rolling her nipples between his
fingers.
"Been sucking your tits again, huh, girl?"
He jerked her swollen nipples sharply, reveling in her pained whine. She
looked stolidly at the floor and nodded slowly. He continued to pull and twist
her teats till she squirmed under his fingers.
"Moo" she moaned in her throat, " Moooooooo..."
He knew she wanted, no, she needed to be milked or suckled. He had taken her
off the timed milking machine as suggested by the doctor. The doc said that at
this point extended milking three or four times a day would get him more milk.
Frequent short intense milkings would stimulate milk production better after the
birth. But she had problems adjusting to the reduced milking, her udders became
swollen and tender and she had been caught sucking her own nipples more than
once. He had punished her for that by using nipple guards to keep her from doing
it. That had worked. He had since removed the guards wanting to see her dark
swollen "udders" at all times but apparently he would have to replace them.
He kept pulling her nips as he glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall,
almost 6pm, good. He smiled at her and massaged her teats roughly, stimulating
her to the point of madness he knew.
"I might have a treat for you, girl...don't worry"
She whined, her breasts throbbing in pain with the need to be milked but she
obediently allowed him to continue to torture her nipples. He owned her.
