by W. L. Dowd
Stepping directly behind Kimie, he began to grope and explore her young body as he continued. “Don’t let me interrupt your meal mom. Please continue while I take a moment to inspect your daughter. Virgins are rare at the farm and they always draw a lot of attention, especially at milking time.”
Kimie immediately began to squeal and fight against the bars that were holding her tight to the machine. She was sure that meant she was about to be fucked in her tight ass. The mere thought of a large cock pushing its way into her virgin anal opening terrified her beyond belief. Her white harnessed body was trembling uncontrollably as the man explored her body, running his fingers through her spread and exposed womanly region.
Poking gently at her sphincter with the tip of his index finger, Kimie’s eyes bugged opened wide as she howled into her probe.
“It’s OK sweetie, I’m just checking you out a bit. Calm down, your tight little asshole is safe, for now.”
Shifting back to Veronica. “Well Mom, my cock is in need of some relief, so it’s your choice. I can fuck you, or if you prefer I can pop your daughter’s asshole.”
Veronica began to shake her head ‘No’ in disbelief and despair.
“No, so you do want me to fuck you instead of your daughter?”
She continued to shake her head ‘No’, as she tried to talk with the probe in her mouth.
“My goodness, now you’re confusing me. Perhaps I haven’t been clear. Let’s try this one more time before I just choose for myself…. Would you like my cock buried deep in your cunt, instead of your daughter’s ass?”
Breathing more frantically, Veronica slowly began to nod her head ‘Yes’.
“Ok, now I think I understand. You’re asking me to fuck you hard while you’re strapped to your machine, instead of your daughter?”
Closing her eyes in dreadful humiliation, she continued to nod her head ‘Yes’.
Secured to her machine, her harnessed body bent over sharply with a probe wedged deep in her mouth, her legs spread apart and her arms cuffed behind her, while her tits were in the grasp of the milk collectors, she knew she was helpless to stop him!
Then, the unmistakable sound of his belt buckle releasing and his pants sliding to the floor had her full attention. And so did the faint sound of his pleasure filled sighs, as he began to slowly stroke his cock to a full erection.
Once he had his throbbing shaft at full attention, Veronica felt his thumbs sliding between her ass cheeks as he gently spread them apart. Inhaling sharply and holding her breath, she knew it was coming any moment now, when suddenly his fat cock poked at her hot sex. Regardless of all the horrible things that were happening to her and Kimie, her body was now betraying her in the most awful ways possible. With the tormenting milk collectors driving her insanely wild, her wet yearning womanhood was no match against the invading shaft. Her slippery sex hole easily allowed his advancing cock to enter her hot canal.
Inch by inch, she felt his thick ribbed monster filling her insides. He was a large man, but fortunately for Veronica so was her husband, so she was more than capable of accepting his shaft. Pushing firmly against her backside, the feeding tube slid deeper into Veronica’s mouth as she instinctively tried to shift forward, away from his penetrating tool. But she couldn’t move far, so it wasn’t long before his hips landed firmly against her smooth ass, filling her to capacity.
“Oh my…. you’re a tight wet one you are. Mmmmmm, you do feel good my dear.”
Grabbing her hips with his strong hands, he continued. “I wonder if you’re daughter would be as wet and welcoming as you are? Don’t be embarrassed sweetie, the machines have this effect on all the ladies.”
Then, as she knew would happen next, he slowly began to withdraw his throbbing cock in preparation for the inevitable pounding. And sure enough, like any horny man who had ever fucked her before, the pounding quickly began. Within seconds, his cock was ramming in and out of her tight hole like a well lubricated piston.
Only minutes into her backside assault, her clit was alive with pleasure as it danced along the bottom of his bulging and ribbed shaft. Her husband may have been big, but his equipment was nowhere near as vein rich as Mr. Amid’s was. She’d never felt anything like it before, and her body was responding accordingly.
Concerned for her daughter, she glanced over to see Kimie looking back in terrified amazement. Kimie was incredibly relieved to be spared the man’s penetrating spear, but she was also astonished at how easily her mother’s body accepted the thrusting shaft. Not to mention that her mother appeared to be enjoying it!!
With the sound of Mr. Amid’s body slapping against Veronica’s ass, the nurse bent over to Kimie’s head, and whispered softly. “Someday you’ll get to enjoy the fine pleasures of man’s hard cock, just like your mother.”
Still staring at her mother who was struggling against the effects of the machine on her tits while the huge cock filled her pleasure hole from behind, she was even more stunned to see how quickly and completely her mother was succumbing to a body twisting orgasm. Biting down on her feeding probe, a howling moan resonated from around the probe in Veronica’s mouth as an uncontrollable climax tore through her helpless body.
Running her fingers through Kimie’s hair, the nurse said. “See that, every woman enjoys the feel of a fat cock once they’ve been popped and stretched. Trust me, it takes a few times, but oh my goodness does it feels good once you’ve been broken in.”
Standing up behind the suffering first-timers, the nurse spoke out rather loud. “Now this is my last reminder. You better get working on your meals. I estimate you’re halfway through your extraction period and you still have plenty left to eat. I’m going to leave you in the capable hands of Mr. Amid while I tend to some other issues.”
Turning to the front room, she walked away and exited the chamber.
Fully understanding the requirement that they consume their breakfast, or spend the day at the mercy of the machines, they surrendered to their fates and went right to work sucking and working the probes. Even Veronica managed to work on her tube while her moaning and shivering body was relentlessly pounded from behind by Mr. Amid.
Suddenly, Mr. Amid slammed his cock deep in Veronica and held it there.
“MMMMMmmmmmmm, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m cuming, I’m cuming!” echoed out.
“Ohhhhhh, my god, you feel so good. There it is, there it is, YAAAAAA!”
She immediately felt his cock shoot its hot load deep inside her like a cannon. Again and again, Veronica felt his large cock expel wad after wad of thick man seed into her defenseless womb. With his cock now slowly sliding in and out of her now sloppy pussy, he shot the last of his sticky load into Veronica’s passageway, as he reached over and started rubbing Kimie’s ass.
“You can thank your mother later. She was a great fuck, and she saved your tight ass! I’ll be back for her again tomorrow!”
Veronica responded with a long pathetic groan. Not only did her teenage daughter just witness her climax violently like a sluttish whore, but it was going to happen again tomorrow!
After he pulled his spent cock from her dripping hole, her body appeared to collapse on the machine. Humiliated and spent, Veronica knew she’d be forced to invite Mr. Amid’s cock into her pussy again and again if she was going to save Kimie, unless she could get him to ravage Angie instead!
Chapter 7 - Ashley’s Submission Begins
Back at the main facility, Ashley spent her first night at the complex in Heather’s luxurious canopy bed. Kept in tight bondage all night, she slept while snuggled tight to Heather, when she wasn’t being directed to pleasure her Mistress.
Getting only a couple hours of rest, Ashley soon stirred to consciousness. Exhausted, sore, and still in a mental fog, she couldn’t help but wonder if this was all really happening, or perhaps just a nightmare. It seemed beyond comprehension that just two days ago she was a happily married young woman, and now she was a bound and naked sex-slave to another woman!
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sp; Everything in Ashley’s life was now upside down and in shambles. The vision of her husband being taken away to the labor mines, while her mother and neighbors were delivered to the milking farm, was still very fresh in her tortured and befuddled mind.
But when Heather firmly pulled her slave’s mouth back to her waiting nipple, Ashley quickly realized it was no dream. Once again, she found herself unable to do anything but comply with her Mistress. Like a good and obedient sex-slave, Ashley found herself gently licking Heather’s plump responsive nipples, while she laid back comfortably on the bed, enjoying her slave’s attentions.
With morning clearly upon them, it was a new day, a new day that Ashley dreaded and had no idea what to expect. After spending another hour pleasing her sexually insatiable Mistress, Ashley was pulled from the bed by her collar.
“Come now, we need to get you cleaned up and ready to venture out.”
Ashley could only imagine what torments Heather had in store for her. She began to be concerned over Heather’s apparent anger toward Jason and her taste for revenge. How much of her wrath would she take out on her?
After a quick bathing session and some basic preparations, Heather led Ashley to the main sitting area of her private living quarters.
“You did well last night Ashley.”
Pausing for a moment, she replied, “Thank you Mistress.”
“Remember! As long as you keep me happy, you will be spared the breeding barn. Fail me, in any way, and I will personally deliver you there! Do you understand me?”
“Yes Mistress, I understand.”
“Good, now let’s get you ready to go out. We’re going to visit Jason today. You might be his wife, for the moment, but the quality of his existence will depend solely on my whims. Fortunately for Jason, there’s still a soft spot in my heart for him.”
Walking to a cabinet on the wall, Heather returned with a number of items in hand.
“As long as you’re in my service, your tits and pussy shall remain fully exposed. You will always be available for my pleasures, visually or otherwise. So let’s start with one of my favorite pieces, one that you’ll wear often…….. Raise your arms.”
Approaching her with a black cupless corset in hand, Ashley slowly raised her arms and allowed Heather to quickly lace the garment tightly around her slender body. Just as it was designed to do, the garment forced her exposed breasts up and out from her chest as it tightly cinched her already slender frame.
Handing Ashley some sheer black stockings, she pointed to a chair. “Slide these on, and then stand up for me.”
“Yes Mistress,” she replied, as she sat and slid the stockings on her smooth shapely legs, before she stood back up.
With Ashley standing before her again, Heather took the garter straps that hung from the corset and clipped them to her stockings.
“There, now doesn’t that look nice?”
“Yes Mistress, thank you.”
“Now, I’m going to allow you the privilege of wearing the leather cuffs of a true sex-slave. Those metal cuffs are so harsh, but if you fail to please me, you will quickly find yourself in the grasp of the metal restraints once again…. Understand?”
Feeling helplessly under the full control of the cruel woman, she responded. “Yes Mistress, thank you. I will not fail to serve you.”
Handing Ashley a set of black leather ankle cuffs, she said, “Here, put these on.”
Taking the cuffs from Heather‘s outstretched hand, she lifted a foot to the chair and began the process of cuffing her own ankles. Heather took great pleasure in watching her new sex-slave putting on her own bondage restraints. She enjoyed it so much that when Ashley finished with her own ankles, she handed her the wrist cuffs and repeated the command.
Shaking inside, Ashley slowly wrapped her wrists with the restraints as directed. Still wearing her tall black collar, Ashley was an impressive sight with her wrist and ankle cuffs in place. But Heather wasn’t done yet.
“Sit, I have some shoes for you!”
With Ashley sitting as ordered, Heather worked a pair of black Stiletto’s onto her stocking clad feet.
“Stand, turn around, and place your arms behind your back.”
Performing exactly as ordered, Heather quickly clasped her wrist cuffs together. Spinning her back around, Heather clipped a short leash on Ashley’s collar and stepped back to get a good look at her handy work.
“You look spectacular! Jason’s in for a real treat when he gets to see you. But then again, so are the other male slaves. You’ll be the envy of the labor camp, but you’re all mine!”
Standing toe to toe with Ashley, Heather lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips, before she then began to gently roll Ashley’s hard nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.
Holding her lips tight to Ashley’s, Ashley soon opened her mouth to accept Heather’s exploring tongue. With their mouths engaged in a passionate kiss, Ashley was surprised at how easy it had become to kiss another woman, in the same way she used to kiss her husband.
After several long seconds, Heather grabbed a handful of Ashley’s hair and slowly pulled her head back. With each of them exhaling in pleasurable relief, Heather said, “You’re an excellent kisser my slave. We’ll save some of that for later.”
Releasing Ashley’s hair she turned toward her dressing room and said, “I’ll be right back, I need to get ready myself. DON’T move a muscle. I expect to see you just like this when I return. And don’t forget, I still control our nanites.”
“Yes Mistress,” replied Ashley as she watched Heather disappear from view. Mesmerized and bewildered by the level of control that Heather had over her, Ashley just stood there and waited.
Several long minutes later, Ashley saw Heather emerge from the other room. The sight of her menacing black wardrobe caught her by surprise. Heather was now dressed in tall thigh-high boots, a short and tight leather skirt, a tightly laced corset, arm sleeves, and a sheer fabric vest. And in addition to all that, she had a riding crop hanging on one side of her outfit and a small bull whip on the other.
But it was her reaction to Heather’s commanding appearance that truly mystified her, for as soon as Ashley saw Heather re-enter the room, she felt a warm tingle flush over her body. The sight of Heather approaching her exposed and helpless body, strangely excited her deep inside! For reasons she couldn’t yet understand, Heater’s beautiful and powerful presence was stimulating.
She quickly approached Ashley and pulled gently on her short leash. “Let’s go check on Jason my dear. No doubt he’s had a rough night, and I’m sure he misses you.”
Still confused by her sexual attraction to Heather’s appearance, she couldn’t help but say, “Please Mistress……………. does he have to see me like this?”
“Absolutely my dear! I plan on tormenting him with the sight of his cute little wife at the end of my leash. That is unless you’d rather I deliver you to the breeding barn?”
“No Mistress please, I’m ready to visit Jason as you wish.”
Balancing delicately atop her very high heels, Ashley was led from the apartment and through the main complex’s staging area, as more abducted women were arriving on another truck. Slowly, Heather led Ashley along a path that allowed the new arrivals a clear view of her. The sight of Ashley, bound and exposed, being led on a leash by a powerful and dominate Mistress, caused many of the new captives to whimper in fear.
It took quite a while to reach the elevator that would take them down into the labor mine. Heather made sure that as many of the new captives as possible saw her beautiful leashed prize. Several times along the way, Heather stopped to inspect the new arrivals as they were unloaded. This also allowed the terrified women to get a good close-up view of Ashley. Hearing the sobbing women being assigned to their fates, it made Ashley feel better and better about her position as Heather’s personal slave.
When they finally arrived at the elevator, the doors quickly opened. With Ashley in tow, they stepped into the sma
ll cab as the doors closed behind them. Heather then pushed the bottom button and the unit began to descend.
“The Talistaun discovered diamonds down here several months ago. At 100 ft. below ground, the carefully selected male slaves uncover a countless fortune in the precious stones every day. And I say ‘carefully selected’ because when they’re not mining diamonds, the male slaves are used to support the breeding efforts above. It’s like a two for one deal.”
Ashley sighed softly in response. She knew Jason was down there, and she also figured he’d be a popular choice to inseminate the breeders.
Soon the cab stopped descending and the doors opened. Ashley was immediately surprised by the size of the cavern. It was a large and open space that was rather well lit, with many young male slaves working about, while under the watchful eyes of several well-armed soldiers. Wearing thick leather collars and cuffs, with tiny loin cloths that barely covered their bulging packages, the very attractive young men were busy performing their tasks.
Stepping clear of the elevator, Ashley was also surprised by the warmth of the cavern’s thick air. But that did help to explain the seductive sheen of sweat that covered the men’s spectacular muscular bodies. The men who were digging near the walls were also covered in a fine layer of dust, which only further defined their perfect bodies.
With Ashley in tow once again, all the men who noticed their arrival began to stare and gawk. Their faces lit up with excitement as Heather and Ashley slowly passed by them, some at a distance of only a few feet. No doubt, the sight of a Mistress such as Heather, with a bound and vulnerable slave in tow, was a rare pleasure for the indentured slaves. Within seconds, Ashley could feel all their eyes glued to her sexy bound body as she followed behind Heather. She felt incredibly exposed and thoroughly humiliated as the men’s excited eyes were affixed to her naked body in motion.
Approaching a small group of slaves working at a large sorting table, Heather spoke out.