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“Now you’re mine,” he whispered.“It’s official.”

His soft words made the pain bearable.

Chapter 32

Vadik

Milked, mounted, and branded. However, I still avoided using her pussy. There was something just so fucking alluring and degrading about making her come with my dick up her asshole. I decided it was due to my need to control everything about her. She grew accustomed to the weekly enemas, and her branding was healing nicely.

Today was about to get a touch messy so I’d covered the bed with towels. When she kept glancing back to see what I was doing, I gave her no reassurance. I drew the wheeled metal table towards the bed.

I took my time applying lube to the speculum. She closed her eyes and placed her face on the pillow. There were two pillows lodged beneath her hips to keep her rear in the position I needed.

With my gloved hand, I held her ass cheek before pressing the polished silver speculum against her hole.

No words were needed.

Her hole was relaxed for me.

The panting began as I pushed it inside her, watching it sink in inch by inch.

“My good little HuCow. Always so well behaved for me,” I murmured.

She whimpered as her asshole tightened around my speculum.

“Maybe today is the day,” I said, brushing my latex gloves over her weeping cunt.

I almost laughed at her pitiful, broken moo. Instead, I ran my hands down her thighs until I reached her black hooves. Her tail twitched, but I’d moved it to the side.

Then I began to crank the speculum open, and it ticked as her asshole opened for me. I peered inside, beautiful and pink. I blew inside it, a strong enough gust for her to try and strangle the speculum. It wasn't enough to see her like this.

I pulled out my phone and put the light on. Once I’d taken a few pictures, I slipped it back in my pocket and reached for the glass bottle of cream.

“Let’s see how much you can hold,” I murmured.

The first cold splash had my little heifer gasping.

I poured the cold liquid into her gaping hole as she gasped and mooed.

“Calcium-rich,” I murmured, cranking the speculum one notch wider, just to watch it pool deeper.“Good for internal absorption.”

“Moo. Moooo,” she moaned.

Not from distress or discomfort, but need.

With twisted pleasure, I poured more of the thick cream inside her.

“Tsk. Tsk. This used to be such a tight little back hole—until I ruined it,” I said as I twisted the dial, and the speculum began to close.

The excess cream oozed out and ran down her pussy as I slowly eased the speculum out. Her puckered hole closed up with droplets of cream still escaping as she tried to hold onto the cream.

She knew better.

I stood up and placed the speculum in the metal bowl before ripping off my gloves. My white coat came off next and within seconds I’d removed my clothing. My little branded HuCow, milked, branded with a shithole stuffed full of cream.

“You’re nothing but a fuckable livestock hole now. This tight little shithole? Just another cunt to pump full,” I growled pushing her thighs together so I could straddle them.

Her front hooves moved back and forth on the bed while I placed my cock between her ass cheeks.