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“Hmm, fine. But yer alright?”

I was walking like the toddlers because Rurik destroyed my vagina but other than that, I was fine.

“Yes, I know this was sudden, but look at this place,” I said, waving my arms around at the natural scenery that I was seeing for the first time.

I’d expected Russia to be cold, but apparently, Sochi was in the south and generally much warmer.

Maksim walked out and strode towards us. Alexei went running to him with his hands in the air. Maksim’s stern face softened and he bent down to scoop him up to place him onto his shoulders. Orla was frowning at Maksim before she turned her back to him. My eyes batted back and forth between them.

“Is there anything going on with you two,” I asked with a smirk.

“Unlike that brute, I am a lady,” she said with a sniff, but when Maksim scoffed, her head snapped around to face him, but he walked off with Alexei.

Maksim looked around six or seven years older than Rurik, and Orla was thirty-nine. They made a good match. Orla was bright, funny, and great with everyone—it seemed to be everyone except Maksim. Luckily, she changed the subject as we relaxed with Tatiana.

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What a reward it was. I was able to stay with the twins until their bath and bedtime. Rurik was never far, either joining in or keeping a watchful eye on us all. After the twins were in bed, Rurik escorted me back downstairs, but I didn't mind this time because of my time with Alexei and Tatiana.

For the next two days, I was a well-behaved cow in the morning, and Rurik let me spend time with the children as a reward. I knew it was part of ‘training’ me with the one thing I desired the most but I was too grateful to be out of the basement.

Little did I know that it was the calm before the breeding storm.

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I looked at the hoof-heeled thigh-length cow-patterned boots. There was no bodysuit today, only boots. Rurik stood leaning on the wall watching me, but his eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree, and they never left me. The silent energy in the room was as intense as his eyes. His relaxed pose was a lie, and I swallowed asI unzipped the boots. He waited until I was in my ensemble and on my knees before he pushed himself away from the wall.

“Do you know what I did when you were unconscious the night I brought you here?” he asked casually, walking to stand before me.

“Moo,” I said, shaking my head.

“I gave you a fertility shot to supercharge your natural ovulation,” he said with a wicked smile. “For the next five days, it’s breeding season for your womb. Orla and my men have the twins.”

I stared at him with wide eyes, and my lips parted when I realised he had planned everything out in advance. The twins, my monthly cycle, Orla and ensuring that I was cowed enough for him to do whatever he wanted with me in the basement. The fingers on my face pulled me away from his master planning and back to my current predicament. He pushed his thumbs past my open lips, parting them further apart.

“It's time to be bred,” he said, rubbing his thumbs in my mouth and peering into my mouth before he moved his hand to unzip his trousers, pulling his semi-hard cock out. “But first, you'll get a taste of your Owner.”

I looked away from his crazy eyes to his cock. It was unlikely to fit in my mouth.

“Open up, little cow,” he said, pulling his heavy balls out and rubbing his dick.

The hairs went up on my neck as I stared blankly at his cock, but I slowly opened my mouth. His lips curled on one side before I felt his cock touch my lips.

“Wider,” he snapped.

His command snapped me out of my daze, and I opened my jaw as wide as I could.

“Lick me nice and slowly,” he said, gripping a handful of my hair and pulling me up.

I got on my knees and rested my cow-patterned glove on his thigh. After licking my dry lips, I did as he asked. I took my time and began to lick his length. There was a lot of ground to cover, so it took time. His cock bobbed and jerked as he hardened. The bulging veins seemed to throb as the dick took on a life of its own. When I reached the head, I saw the clear liquid oozing out of the slit. I licked it up before suckling the head into my mouth, tasting the salty fluid. My pussy throbbed at the thought of him being inside of me.

“Yes, suck it all out,” he hissed at me through clenched teeth. “Get me nice and hard for your tight little hole.”

Despite my many emotions, desire took over, and I eased my lips down his cock before pulling back, sucking on the broad smooth tip. My saliva surrounded the head, and I started to move faster, rubbing my silky glove over the thick root of his cock before cupping his balls. His long groan was my reward as I continued to work my lips up and down until more precum dripped into my mouth. The feel of his veins and the scent of his body made me pull away to suck his balls into my mouth, licking them all over before sucking them one by one. He pulled my head away.

“I think we are both ready,” he said with a smirk. “Get into position at the milking station.”

“Moo,” I said before dropping onto my hands and knees to crawl to the barn. Although I did make a show of swinging my ass from side to side. The tail hung between my legs, teasing my pussy and brushing off my thighs. I reached my bench, steppinginto place, laying my hands on the metal cuffs, waiting to be restrained, milked and fucked until it hurt.