Page 37 of Milk & Malice: Vadik

I placed my foot on the bench and began to fuck her.

To watch her asshole ripple and strain as I plunged back and forth, taking my time to enjoy my sweet HuCow.

It was only when my balls slapped her ass that I began to circle my fingers around her clit—using the right pressure and three fingertips.

I could feel my balls tighten, and this was the moment to break her.

“My good breeding cow. Do you like your Owner’s cock fucking your dirty asshole?”

“M-Moo,” she gasped.

I let go and gave it to her deep, hard, and fast. My eyes stayed on the stitches where her tail was.

She was open and loose, taking every inch I had for her. When she began to moan, I rubbed her harder.

She came so suddenly, clamping around me, that I thrust deep inside her asshole and let myself go.

I came so hard that I felt my cock swell up before I pumped her full of cum. Each spurt made me groan. Her asshole contracted around me, sucking me in deeper.

She was the perfect HuCow for me.

Chapter 15

Lena

He groaned, and I tightened around him. I felt his hot come jet inside me. I came for him like an animal. Milked and pumped full of him. I moaned when he began to move his fingers against my clit, clenching around him.

“Damn,” he said.“You did a fine job draining your Owner’s balls this morning. My sweet little cow. Good girl.”

I closed my eyes, but his fingers wouldn’t let me slip away. He kept teasing me until my pussy clenched around… nothing.

“Don’t worry. I will see to your hungry pussy for the next milking, my sweet,” he said softly, kissing my shoulder.

What was I becoming?

I heard his fingers grip the metal bars above me before his heat moved away from my body. He slowly pulled himself out of me. I felt open and exposed, in body and mind. The air hit my rear end, reminding me what had taken place, reminding me how I’d enjoyed it. I cringed when I felt the rush of his semen drip out of me.

“You look so good like this, my sweet. White milk being pumped out of your breasts while my white come drips down your pussy,” he said, happy and proud.

All while I was crushed beneath the weight of my guilt and shame.

“So exquisite,” he murmured, and I felt him rub his come into my pussy.“And you came so vigorously.”

He chuckled.

“A good start to your training.”

I didn’t moo. I didn’t react.

The word training was lodged in my mind.

He was planning to obliterate the humanity in me.

One milking at a time.

???

I lay on the bed again, wondering what was wrong with the man. He’d taken his time and cleaned me up as if I were a fragile porcelain doll. I didn’t walk to bed—he carried me.