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He brought me a book along with my breakfast but that wasn't what I was looking at. It was the Hucow outfit he left on the futon. I lifted the thin mesh cow costume and stood up to put it on, sliding my feet through the material. It reminded me of a catsuit, only this had holes in the chest and crotch area.

It was a full-body cow suit that left me with no modesty. The horn and ear headband was next. I glanced down at my bare breasts. They ached since the twins didn't breastfeed this morning.

It wasn't long until I heard the lock mechanism. Taking a deep breath before I moved onto my hands and knees. There was a pause at the door before I listened to his footsteps on the floor. The closer they got, the harder my heart began to pound, and I almost jumped when I felt him touch my hair.

“Good cow,” he murmured as his fingers reached below my chin to tilt my head up. “I bet you're ready to be milked.”

“Moo,” I said obediently and immediately saw his pleased smile before he crouched down before me.

His hand moved under me to feel my breasts and protruding nipples.

“Such pretty pink udders my cow has,” he said, using both hands to massage my full breasts.

I closed my eyes, but he moved his hands away. When I opened them again, he had the key in his hand. He removed my chain before he stood up, and my eyes widened when he pulled a long black and white tail with a fluffy white end to it. I almost spoke but caught myself.

“Mooo…?” I said uncertainly when I saw the metal end of the tail.

“Don't worry, I have lube,” he said with a chuckle as he pulled a tube from his pocket.

I glanced at his pockets and wondered what other horrid items he had stashed in there.

“Turn around, little cow. You're not a proper cow until you have a tail swinging between your legs,” he said, swinging the tail to demonstrate the action.

The twins think of the twins, Mariya.

Red-faced, I shuffled around until my backside was facing him, and I faced my bed. My body was tense at the thought of him pushing that thing inside of me. He moved behind me, and I focused on the pillows on my bed. The cap was flicked open, and I closed my eyes but held my breath when I felt his wet fingers trace my asshole. A breath burst past my lips when I felt him push against my hole.

“Have you not had anything inside your ass?” he asked when I clamped my muscles down to refuse the intrusion.

“Moo,” I said as I shook my head.

“It’s a very small plug. Try and relax your muscles,” he said cooly before continuing to push his finger against my hole.

I took a few deep breaths before I consciously relaxed my muscles, and as soon as I did, his finger slipped past my natural defences. The ass should only be a one-way system, yet here I was dressed as a cow with a billionaire steel manufacturer sticking his finger in my asshole. I almost laughed as the hysteria built up inside of me.

“There we are. This is what Ineed, Mariya,” Rurik said in a low and husky voice as he drew closer to cup my tender breast. “You’re learning quickly. No words, no thoughts—just the sound I allow you to make. Moo for me, my sweet Hucow. Let me hear how well you obey.”

I closed my eyes, feeling his finger easing in and out of me, pushing deeper each time. His fingers were wrapped around my nipple, teasing it, tugging on it until my milk dripped out.

“Moo,” I said, whispering softly through a shuddering breath.

“More,” he whispered beside my ear. “Embraceit.”

“Moo, moo, moo, moo, mu—Moooooo!” I said, ending on a high-pitched scream as he thrust his finger deep inside of me, wriggling it around.

His throaty chuckle joined my panting.

“You were made for this—me. Let’s get this tight little hole plugged up,” he said, releasing my nipple and pulling away from me.

The tail was the least of my worries as I considered how much I enjoyed his method of domination.

Chapter 12

Rurik

Her sweet mooing echoed in my head, revelling in her surrender. The cow-patterned ensemble was sublime on her. The way her milk-laden udders hung down had me almost blowing my load in my pants, something I hadn't done since I was a kid. Our babies were upstairs in the loving care of Orla and the watchful eyes of my men while I could have some playtime with their mother.

Their Daddy had his work cut out in the coming days to ensure I planted my seed in their mother. This was my deepest, darkest fantasy ever since I saw Mariya nurse our children for the first time. I carefully applied the lube on the small metal plus before placing it against her star-shaped hole.