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Mina

This was better than her fantasies. Patrick’s big hands cupping her breasts, playing with her while her pussy got wetter and wetter, knowing that he was going to be milking her. She hoped he fucked her while he did. She wanted it.

Did that make her a slut?

No, I just came here for a specific thing. It’s fine.

Besides, there’s no such thing as sluts, that’s patriarchal bullshit.

If he wouldn’t be a slut for fucking me after just meeting me, then the same is true the other way round.

“Oh…” She let out a little gasp as the suction cups attached and then he flipped a switch on the large machine beside them and they started pulling.

Her already well-pinched, pulled, and suckled nipples were far sorer than they’d ever been when she’d pumped in the past and this…

well it felt different. Because she was in a barn.

Because she was on an apparatus obviously intended for a woman to be put into a certain position to be milked.

Because she wasn’t the one in control of the machine… not it starting, and not it stopping.

“Well, isn’t that a nice sight,” he murmured, and she wasn’t sure if it was to her or if he was talking to himself. He seemed to be as into having a little hucow as she was into being one and that turned her on even more.

Moving around behind her, he swept her tail out of the way, laying it over her hips rather than down between her legs to bare her pussy to him.

Mina whimpered. She could only imagine how slick and wet she was.

It felt like she must be dripping down onto the padded leather as the pump pulled again. . and again… and again…

The rhythmic sucking was so different from the fingers and mouths at the auction, and yet just as arousing in a completely different way. The relentless mechanical pulling made her feel more vulnerable, more submissive… less human and more hucow.

“What a pretty pussy, my little hucow has,” he said, cupping his big hand over the cleft between her legs. Mina moaned, lifting her hips back towards him, trying to rub her clit against the pads of his fingers.

After being inadvertently edged for so long, she was so aroused that she felt a little spark, like a little mini-orgasm, almost immediately. Her body quivered and she gasped, the machine tugging on her nipples as she shuddered through the shot of ecstasy.

“Good girl,” he crooned, pressing his finger pads against her clit, rubbing, and sending her into another paroxysm of pleasure.

Mina bucked as the hot bliss wrapped around her, his fingers moving in time with the rhythmic sucking of her nipples, sending her absolutely over the moon.

She couldn’t grip anything because of the pads on her hands, but her toes curled, and she cried out as the pleasure washed over her body in hot waves of pure rapture.

“Please,” she begged, forgetting that she was trying to be a good hucow and speak as little as possible. “Please, fuck me.”

His fingers slowed their movements, though the pressure on her clit remained.

Was he hesitating?

Did he not want to?

Or was he just worried that she didn’t really mean it?

“Please,” she said again, breathless from her need. If he turned her down, that would be that, but Mina wanted what she wanted and she’d never been the person to shy away from expressing it. “I only have a few days here… I want it all. Unless you don’t want to.”

His fingers swirled on her clit, making her shudder again.

“I want to, little hucow, never doubt that,” he said softly.

There was another pause, and Mina’s ears felt like they were straining, waiting for some kind of movement, something to indicate what he was going to decide.

Please just put your cock in me.

The hands moved away and she heard the rustle of clothing. Mina wiggled her hips. Her nipples felt so swollen, her breasts so tight as the pump continued to work on them. She wasn’t sure how much more stimulation she could take, but she didn’t want this to end until he’d fucked her.

She’d signed all the paperwork. Submitted all the medical tests. Knew that he had done so as well.

She wanted his dick.

And she got it.

Mina moaned as his big hands settled on her hips, covering almost the entirety of her lower back as the tip of his cock rubbed up against the slick folds of her pussy. Then he gripped her hips and started to slide in.

She was so wet, so needy, and even then the size of him made her feel like she was being stretched beyond belief.

Mina didn’t need to see his cock to know it was the biggest she’d ever experienced.

Moaning, she gasped, lifting her hips, her muscles clenching and unclenching as her body worked to adjust to the monster cock slowly pushing into her.

The plug with her tail made her even tighter, fuller, and she wasn’t sure there was space enough for both the toy and his dick.

For a moment he retreated, and she thought maybe that had been the full length, but then he thrust back in, going deeper yet again.

Shuddering, moaning, Mina panted for breath as the tug and pull on her nipples combined with the long, thick invasion of her body sent her into another mini-orgasm.

She felt so stuffed, so full, and yet still his cock kept going deeper and deeper inside her.

The plug felt like it was in a tighter and tighter space, rubbing alongside the length of his cock as he slid deeper.

By the time she felt his groin coming to rest against her bottom, his cock fully embedded inside her, she felt sure that it must be in her chest. She felt like she couldn’t get enough air because there was no room in her body for it.

His thumbs massaged her lower back as her pussy spasmed around his massive cock, trying to adjust to the thickness impaling it.

“That’s it, good little hucow. Take my cock while I milk you.”

Mina whimpered as he drew back and then thrust in again, rocking her on the bench despite his hands holding her in place.

Oh fuck.

The relentless tugging on her nipples kept going, sucking and pulling, as his cock began to move inside her.

The slickness of her pussy helped him thrust in and then retreat out about halfway before burying himself inside her again.

He groaned, his hands tightening around her as she had another mini-orgasm, each wave of pleasure pushing her erotic bliss higher and higher.

It was everything she’d dreamed of.

The need pounding through her swirled, tightened.

And then exploded.

She cried out as she came all over his dick, felt his hands gripping her hips tighter as he started riding her harder, faster, sending her ecstasy spiraling.

It was the most intense orgasm of her entire life.

Patrick

Never let it be said that he didn’t give a lady what she wanted.

The fact that he wanted to get his cock inside her had nothing to do with it. He’d been planning on using his fingers, which she’d obviously been enjoying, but when she’d started begging for his cock… well, he couldn’t deny her. Especially when it was what he wanted too.

And she was just as hot, as slick, as needy as she’d looked and felt against his fingers.

He could feel the tremors of her pussy around him, enjoying her whimpers as he moved inside her, stretching her open.

As tiny as she was, she’d still managed to take his whole cock.

The sight of it slowly sliding into her wet, shaved pussy, the slickness of her juices coating its length when he’d pulled partway out, had been hot as hell.

So when she started to cream herself all over his cock, crying out in ecstasy as she climaxed, Patrick was already close to orgasm himself.

He groaned, holding her tightly in place so that he could pound into her without mercy.

And she took all of him, again and again, moaning and whimpering with pleasure the whole time.

“Fuck.”

He slammed into her, holding himself still as her quivering pussy spasmed around him, clenching and pulling at his dick as his own orgasm spurted inside her. The muscles of her body milked every last drop of cum from him until he was gasping and empty.

Relaxing his grip on her, he panted for breath, coming down from the high to the rhythmic sound of the pump.

Fuck! The pump.

He retained enough brainpower to reach over and flip the switch to turn it off, not sure how long he’d actually kept it running. He hadn’t meant for it to be very long, since he figured her nipples had already gotten a lot of stimulation from the “auction,” but he’d kind of lost track of time.

Immediately, her muscles relaxed and she let out a long breath of air that wasn’t quite a moan.

Patrick ran his hands up the sides of her body and back down, massaging her gently as he did so.

His cock was still lodged inside her, slowly wilting, but he was loath to have to leave the warm haven of her pussy until he absolutely had to.

Instead, he caressed her, letting them both come down from the orgasmic high while he caught his breath and his cock deflated.

He hadn’t even gotten fully undressed.

Just undone the front of his jeans and thrust in.

“That was amazing,” she whispered.

At least, he thought that’s what she whispered.

It was under her breath and he got the impression she was talking to herself, not to him.

But he was glad to hear it. Giving her one last caress up and down her back, he reluctantly pulled back, letting his dick slip free from her body.

There were plenty of wipes and other hygiene necessities on a table nearby so he got himself cleaned up quickly and closed his jeans back up so he could attend to her.

She was smiling happily, blissfully content with her head turned to the side and resting on the bench.

With her legs spread, he could see her puffy, reddened pussy lips with his cum slowly leaking from between them down onto the red leather of the bench, and his damn dick twitched again. Fuck, that was hot.

Even hotter when he got around to get a good look at her breasts.

Her nipples looked longer than before, darker red, more swollen. Compared to the rest of her skin, her breasts had turned pinker too. Why that turned him on he didn’t know, but it did.

“Good little hucow,” he murmured again, and her smile widened. Her eyes were closed.

Patrick couldn’t help himself. He leaned forward to brush a kiss over her lips.

Immediately, her eyes popped open, and she stared at him with surprise. Had there been kissing in the book? Suddenly, he couldn’t remember.

But it didn’t matter. The fantasy was that she was his hucow and he could do what he wanted with her, and he’d wanted to kiss her. Yes, they were doing their best to recreate some of the scenes from the book, but everyone understood that it wasn’t going to be exact.

“Good girl,” he said gruffly, getting back to his feet to take care of the pump equipment.

He wasn’t sure what she’d thought about the kiss, but it didn’t matter. Patrick liked to kiss, and he planned on doing it again. Preferably while holding her. Or while she was on his lap. Or bouncing on his cock.

Probably not today though. Once she became his “house hucow”.

Once she was all cleaned up, Patrick looked around.

“Do you want to stay in here for now?” he asked her. “Or do you want to go outside?”

Yes, he was in charge, but he did want her to have what she needed. If she was feeling shy about going out or if she wanted to rest… well, she’d had a long day.

“Can I see the animals?” she asked, peeking up at him. “Although… I don’t know if naked is the best way to do that… but…”

Guessing that she wasn’t sure she wanted to relinquish her hucow role for the day yet, Patrick grinned. “I’ve got something you can wear.”

Master Derek and Sadie had provided clothing for her, and he was very much looking forward to seeing her in it.