Page 31 of Milk & Malice: Vadik (The Caged Hearts Pet Play #6)

Vadik

We both knew what day it was, but I let it linger until she placed her hooves on me, rubbing her leaking udders on my trousers.

It made me curious to see how far she was willing to degrade herself to come on my dick.

Her conditioning was fine-tuned this time. I left nothing to chance.

I wheeled the IV stand across the barn floor, metal legs rattling faintly on the concrete.

The bag swayed, full and warm, the tubing already primed.

She watched from her bed, eyes wide, body still, her udders heavy and leaking despite her tension.

“This is a routine procedure,”

I said, as if she were another post-op patient. It's to keep you clean and healthy.”

She didn’t speak. Couldn’t with the gag. I didn’t need her consent—just her compliance.

“On all fours. Tail up.”

She obeyed slowly, hooves clacking as she positioned herself, trembling. Her tail lifted, baring everything. I didn’t leer. I didn’t smile. I simply snapped on a pair of nitrile gloves, unwrapped the lubricated nozzle, and knelt.

“The liquid is body temperature. Mild saline solution. It may cramp, but that’s normal.”

A soft whimper escaped her, more breath than sound.

I parted her cheeks, steady and practised. The nozzle slid in with little resistance. She shivered.

I hooked the tubing to the valve and unclicked the clamp. The flow began.

One drip. Then two.

“Breathe through your nose,”

I murmured, rubbing her lower back.

“You’re doing well.”

She clenched, tail twitching as warmth bloomed inside her belly. Her head dipped. Sweat prickled her spine.

“The more you fight it, the longer it takes. Trust me. I know your limits better than you do.”

Her moans came softer now, pained but obedient. Her udders swayed, and another bead of milk hit the floor.

I watched her closely, monitoring the bag. Her body accepted it well. She was pliable now—perfectly trained.

I pressed my palm to her flank.

“When the bag is empty, you’ll hold for one minute. Exactly one.”

She moaned softly, almost a whisper muffled through her gag.

“Then I’ll reward you,”

I said, slipping my fingers beneath her tail.

I paused.

She’d soaked my fingertips. I rubbed her arousal into my fingertips.

It was a pity that she would come after two months with my dick up her ass instead of her hot little pussy.

I moved my fingers into her mouth, feeling the metal before her obedient tongue licked up her mess.

“My good girl,”

I murmured.

This would be a long night for both of us.

***

I gently removed her gag from her mouth and teased her with a belly rub until her sweet moos echoed around the barn.

“Hold it all in, my sweet. Be a good girl for your Owner,”

I said, lifting her into my arms.

White milk trickled from her dark nipple until it vanished. I licked my lips as I settled her on the raised toilet while she groaned. I wiped my hand over her damp brow.

“You’ve done so well with your first enema, my sweet,”

I said as she squirmed on the toilet seat.

I checked my watch.

“You can let go now.”

She frowned, then a cramp hit her. She shook her head.

“I’m a doctor, Lena. I've seen far worse,”

I said, raising an eyebrow when she shook her head again.

“Don’t you want to come on my dick tonight?”

Her lower lip stuck out as she pouted before nodding her head.

“You know what to do then,”

I said, crossing my arms, but I didn't budge from my spot.

Her cheeks went from pink to red as she desperately tried to hold it in.

I didn't know why, but her embarrassment over a simple bodily function was endearing, especially since I cleaned her waste for months.

In the end, she had no choice.

Her body rebelled against her.

***

I hit the cleaning and drying function button when she was finished, before leading her to the bed.

I laid her down so her tail trailed on the floor.

She didn't need to be asked or told for her to spread her thighs for me. Those creamy white thighs parted for their Owner, and I began to remove my clothing.

For the month, all she saw was me unzipping myself.

Her eyes were glued to my movement.

She licked her lips hungrily when I shrugged out of my shirt. Her eyes darkened when I reached for my belt. Before I removed my trousers, I tossed the tube of lube and nozzle beside her.

Once I was down to my socks, I lifted the lube.

“Now that your hole is nice and clean, it’s time to stretch it out again, my sweet,”

I said, smearing my cock with the warm lube.

She nodded before mooing.

I knelt on the floor and coated the nozzle before inserting it into her ass. My eyes flicked up before I squeezed the lube into her. Her lips parted, and she started to pant. My eyes trailed down to her heaving udders, and I pulled the nozzle out, watching the lube seep out.

I brushed her puckered little hole with my cock, teasing her until her thighs trembled. When I began to bump against it, she cried out. I slid my finger down her wet pussy.

“You made me wait, my sweet. It’s only fair that I get to tease this little hole,”

I said, rubbing the head up and down her slippery crack.

“M-Moo,”

she stammered.

I gently pushed against her hole, watching as my head began to spread her open and sink inside.

“Yes, let’s open up this tight little shithole again,”

I said, sinking deeper while staring at her swollen, wet pussy.

When I was around five inches deep, I began to fuck her slowly, enjoying her incredibly tight hole. I held her thighs open, watching my dick pull and push against her straining hole.

“How’s that for you, my sweet? Does my cock feel nice in that ass?” I rasped.

Her lips were parted, but she couldn't speak, so she nodded frantically.

“I’ll bet you need all of my cock in there,”

I said, pulling out to see her gaping nicely.

Then she mooed. Repeatedly. Like a siren.

I grabbed the base of my dick and drove into her winking hole.

“Yeah? You need it harder?”

“Moo. Moo,”

she panted.

“That’s my sweet girl,”

I said, leaning over her as I stared into her eyes.

I started to slide in and out of her with deep, slow movements. Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned. She was holding her asshole open for me, working with my cock, taking what she needed.

“I want you to come from a nice hard assfuck. Do you hear me?”

She barely managed to nod, but as my balls brushed against her ass, I upped the pace, slamming back and forth until she howled like a wild animal. Sweat beaded my forehead and dripped down. I glanced at her udders swaying up and down, dripping with milk.

“That’s right. Take your Owner’s cock in your asshole like a proper HuCow—no shame, no thoughts, just heat.”

I winced when she clamped down on me.

She was close.

I dragged my cock back, leaving the tip in before slamming my hips down, splitting her wide open. She raised her hips greedily, and I gave her what she needed. Deep, hard thrusts, spearing into her.

Her cries filled the barn, and her pussy gushed, spraying us both as she squirted.

“Oh, fuck,”

I gasped as my balls tightened and drove into her clenching hole until my come spat into her freshly cleaned guts.

“Take it all,”

I growled, grinding myself against her while my cock continued to shoot come inside her.

Fuck it, the two months had been worth the wait.

She trembled beneath me as she continued to twitch and clench with a strangled moan.

I’d need to ease her back toward my depraved needs.

Condition her to come how I wanted her to.

Through humiliation.