Acquisitions For The Talistaun Continue

by W. L. Dowd

  Leaning over Angie’s bent and spread body, with his long finger still buried deep in her ass, he asked. “Shall I put a merciful end this girl’s suffering?”

  Barely able to breath and function herself, Angie began to nod her head in agreement as an almost incoherent mumble escaped from her occupied mouth, “uh-huh, uh-huh, yes sir please.”

  Hearing Angie’s approval to Mr. Amid’s question, Kimie’s body instinctively tensed up in anticipation of the hard cock parting her soaking wet pussy lips. Feeling both panicked and eager, a long moan of acceptance reverberated from her throat. She knew Mr. Amid was large and menacing, but that no longer stopped her from wanting him. She knew her only hope to survive the milking barn was to have her cherry popped.

  “I’m so glad to see we’re in agreement. I’ve been waiting for this day for months. Her fresh pussy is going to be such a special treat for me.” Slowly he pulled his finger from Angie’s quivering hole, before he slapped her on the ass and said, “Perhaps I will reward you tomorrow.”

  But Veronica didn’t feel the same way, not at all. Realizing her daughter’s womanhood was about to be shredded by the thickly veined shaft, she attempted to protest. Rocking and jerking about, she tried to yell in objection but her body wouldn’t quite allow it. Racked with the intense sensation of sexual climax herself, she suddenly couldn’t tell if she felt fear for her daughter, or jealousy because she wasn’t getting the throbbing cock slipped into her own yearning canal.

  Unable to stop the inevitable, Veronica could sense Mr. Amid lining himself up behind Kimie’s spread and exposed pussy. Held tightly in the machine’s merciless grip, Kimie’s eyes were wide with anticipation. She knew she wanted this, she just had no idea what to expect or badly it would hurt. Still dripping and swollen, her womanly region was screaming for attention while her head was starting to second guess her predicament.

  Lined up and ready to go, Amid took ahold of his shaft and placed the bulbous head of his pussy wrecker against her labia. Moving it about gently, his crown started to split her slippery lips. Wider and wider the fat head stretched her open as her lips wrapped around his advancing tip. The abundance of moisture oozing from her slit left her defenseless.

  Kimie soon felt her vulva stretched wider than ever before as the leading edge of his woman wrecker nudged forward. With her delicate pussy lips spread and wrapped tightly around the bulbous invader, she soon felt the pressure of his rod on her maiden cover. Suddenly she forgot all about the collectors that were squeezing the milk from her engorged tits as it streamed from her ripe and sensitive nipples.

  There were now too many sensations surging through the teenagers young body to make sense of and understand. Her body was so alive with seemingly unbearable pleasure, that her conscious mind was no longer in control of her body. It was pure feminine instinct that now took controlled of her actions as her body strained to push against the tip of his cock.

  “Oh my god you feel tight and wet,” exclaimed Amid as he inhaled deeply. “Are you ready for your big moment?” asked Amid in a growling tone from behind his gritting teeth.

  Immediately, Kimie’s head nodded in approval as she desperately attempted to push herself back against his formidable cock. Her occasional connection with reality was telling her no, while her tortured body was instinctively reacting differently. Deep inside, she knew her only hope for sexual relief was to feel Mr. Amid tear through her coveted seal. Any other consequences of that action were trumped by her primal need to be broken.

  Veronica could hear Kimie’s mumbled cries from around her feeding probe. ‘Please fuck me Sir, Please, Pleeeeease fuck me,’ echoed through Veronica’s head as she envisioned the damage Mr. Amid’s cock would bring to her sweet and innocent daughter.

  Still torn between jealousy and motherly instinct, Veronica knew she was helpless to do anything. Powerless against the machine and the milk hormone, Veronica suddenly felt doomed to the humiliating life of a milk farm slave alongside her precious and violated daughter. Closing her eyes and falling limp in the grip of her machine’s restraints, Veronica wept quietly as she waited for what she knew was coming next.

  “As you wish my dear,” came echoing from Mr. Amid. With a slow and steady thrust, his super excited cock began to push against her womanly seal.

  Feeling her coveted hymen slowly stretching to the breaking point, the pleasurable pain made her shake and groan. Without mercy, Mr. Amid pushed forward until it finally gave way. Like a finger finally poking through a stretched sheet of plastic, his cock popped into other her waiting cunt.

  Suddenly, Veronica heard Kimie squeal as her membrane gave way, allowing the large cock access to her never before explored region. Veronica knew the deed was done! All she could now was listen to Kimie react to the monster that she knew was driving deep into her little girl’s womanhood.

  Even though she knew exactly what happened, Kimie was still stunned and slightly dazed by her deflowering. She understood the science of what happened, but she had no idea what it would truly feel like. The sudden and searing pain of her tearing seal was one thing, but the next sensation building was completely different.

  Soon, Kimie’s squeals turned to a panicked groan. She knew Mr. Amid was very large and she knew what was coming next, but she had no idea it would feel like it did. Within seconds of entering her moist wet canal it felt like his throbbing shaft had completely filled her. She didn’t think her violated pussy had any room left for more cock, but that didn’t stop Amid from thrusting even deeper.

  Kimie felt her insides being stretched further and further by the penetrating member. She wasn’t sure how wide and deep her insides would stretch, but she knew it wasn’t something she had any control over. Her head was starting to spin with panic as her body was completely immobilized by the milking machine and Amid’s penetrating. She knew Mr. Amid was going to drive his cock home until it was fully buried. There was no stopping him; she could only strive to endure it.

  Still driving forward, Mr. Amid said in a voice full of pleasure, “Oh my goodness, we’re almost there baby. Oh ya, ohhhhhh ya, ohhhhhh, you feel so good!” Finally, when his cock was no longer visible, “Ahhhhhh” escaped from under his breath as she felt his body press up against her ass.

  She’d never felt anything like it before, and she was sure her eyeballs were about to be forced from their sockets. She desperately wanted to scream her discomfort and beg him to pull out. But between the probe wedged between her teeth, and Amid’s huge cock that felt like it was entering her throat from her stomach, she couldn’t mumble a word. The only sound that escaped her body was a low gurgling noise that both Veronica and Angie instinctively understood.

  With his large cock buried deep inside the girl, he placed both hand on her hips and began to pull back. Her cunt was stretched so tightly around Amid’s throbbing vein rich cock that her clit had no chance of escaping the assault. Inch by inch she felt his cock exiting her pussy as the ribbed texture of his shaft slid across her swollen and extended clit. This unexpected attack on her clit was almost too much to bear. Every muscle in her body was twitching and flexing uncontrollably, and Mr. Amid knew it was all due to his long thick pleasure shaft.

  Snapping his fingers twice and pointing at Kimie’s head, he gave direction to one of the barn’s caretakers. “Remove the head restraint and probe; I want to hear her beg for mercy.”

  Hearing the caretaker fumbling with the bar that prevented her mouth from lifting off the dreaded feeding probe, she heard it lock into position well above her head.

  With the head restraint disengaged, Amid tightened his grip on her hips and began to drive his merciless fuck rod back into the quivering girl.

  Kimie’s head immediately lifted from the probe, allowing her to speak and beg more clearly. And as his thrusting rod began to stretch her open once again, she took advantage of her verbal freedom.

  “Ahhhhggg, pleeeease don’t, please…….. I, I, I’m not sure I can take this!!!” she begged, while barel
y able to catch her breath.

  “Just minutes ago you couldn’t wait to feel my cock inside your pussy. You were pleading with me to fuck you. Now you don’t want the gift of my rod? Now you don’t want to be fucked like the milking slut you’ve become?”

  Without warning his grip grew even tighter on her hips as he forced his shaft forward, slamming it home.

  “Turning back is not an option! Remember the sexual torment that overwhelmed your innocent body earlier this morning? Or perhaps you’d rather be sent to a punishment room, suspended from a rack, and whipped until you beg to be fucked by a hundred burly men!”

  Struggling to respond, Amid’s cock now felt like it was in her throat. Kimie quickly realized her options were limited to bad and dreadfully worse. Knowing how she had to respond to save herself from the whipping rack and a hundred punishing cocks, she finally managed to expel the words from her voice box.

  “Yes Sir, please don’t stop, please fuck me….. But please take me gently. You’re going to tear me apart……”

  “Gently,” Mr. Amid said with a wicked laugh. “Gently will not afford me all the pleasure you have to give. Let’s see how you enjoy this.”

  Like a wild buck, Mr. Amid released the full furry of his pleasure shaft. Soon Kimie’s body was shuddering with each punishing penetration. His thrusting assault left her unable to speak. With the massive cock violating her newly opened vagina, and her tits still in the grasp of the milking machine, Kimie was helpless against the violent climax that was building deep inside her.

  “Oh my god, ohhhhhh myyyy god,” was echoing from Kimie’s mouth. Please, pleeeease have mercy on me Sir, please I’m begging you, Pleeeeease!”

  Kimie’s pathetic pleading and the unmistakable sound of Mr. Amid fucking the innocence out of Kimie were tearing at Veronica’s heart strings. She tried not to listen, but not even the climax that was still rippling through her own body could block out her daughter’s pleas for mercy.

  On and on, Amid went. He was like a relentless machine that wouldn’t stop. Unfortunately for Kimie, his stamina was extraordinary. He showed no sign of relenting and his cock was still as hard as a rock. Time and time again her body experienced an explosive orgasm that made her eyes roll back in her head. The line between torture and pleasure was so thin she hoped to fall unconscious, but she was never that lucky.

  Finally, she began to sense a change in his rhythm while at the same time his cock felt different. Her pussy was stretched so tightly around his cock; she knew something was very different so she wasn’t surprised by his next words.

  “MMMMmmmmm, I’m not going to be able to stop my cock from erupting inside your fabulous cunt. Oh my, I can feel it coming, I can feel it. I’m sorry honey but I, I, can’t help myself, I can’t stop it. Here it is baby, heeeeeeere it comes!”

  Instantly, she felt the warmth of his load as it filled the small amount of space still available in her stuffed pussy. The warmth and slipperiness of his jism reactivated her tormented clit. Looking down as his erupting cock, Amid had a huge smile on his face as he saw the streaks of his cum mixed with the blood of her innocence.

  Kimie’s body shuddered with the first-time sensation of being filled with a man’s hot and sticky cum. The sensation of his thick hot load shooting into the depths of her womb was something she wasn’t prepared for. If it weren’t for Mr. Amid’s narrative, she’s not sure she would have understood what just happened.

  Taking a few last moments to enjoy the feeling of Kimie’s amazingly tight vagina as it milked the last of his cum from his spasming cock, Amid knew he’d hit the jackpot with this young creature. And just before he withdrew his withering cock from her defeated body, he bent over and whispered something into Kimie’s ear.

  Standing back up, he began running his large hands up and down the outsides of her spread thighs before he said, “I think you have something to say to your Mom before I pull out.”

  “Please Sir, please I don’t want to, please don’t make me say it.”

  “It’s not an option! And trust me; you don’t want to piss me off after we had such an amazing encounter together.”

  Sucking in a deep stuttering breath, she complied. “Mommy, I’m no longer a virgin. Thank you for giving me to Mr. Amid.”

  “Good girl,” said Amid, but it was his next words that struck a chord of terror in Kimie, and her mother.

  “You know, I usually don’t leave my potent seed behind like that. But yikes, you were so sweet and tight, I couldn’t hold back. Who knows, you may end up in the breeding barn soon.”

  The cold hard reality of that possibility hit Kimie and Veronica like a slap across the face. With their supply of milk almost drained, they were starting to come down from the sexual highs of the extraction process. And with their restrained bodies spent and exhausted from their ordeals, they shuddered and moaned at the mere thought of Kimie being impregnated after her first cock.

  Reaching over to Veronica’s slender ass, Mr. Amid began to massage her firm cheeks as said, “You can be very proud of your creation dear. I’m sure this isn’t what you had in mind for your beautiful girl’s first time, but I can tell you from a man’s perspective that she was an exceptional experience. I would have spent a small fortune for that. Lucky for me, she was mine for the taking.”

  Finishing his comment, he suddenly withdrew his softening cock from her pussy. The abrupt departure of his shaft caught her off-guard. Immediately she felt his thick gooey fluids running down the insides of her thighs. Everything Kimie was feeling was completely foreign to her. She’d never had a man’s warm load seeping from her pussy. The sensation of her stretched and gapping pussy trying to recover from its ordeal was confusing and unnerving.

  It only took Mr. Amid several seconds to pull up his pants. When he finished buckling his belt, he slapped all their asses rather hard and said, “I’ll be back in a few days.”

  Running his finger through Angie’s ass crack, he chucked, “I may even reward your puckered ring with my pole when I return next.”

  Just the thought of his ten throbbing inches of terror driving deep up her ass, caused her to shiver with dread.

  When the exit door closed behind him, Kimie began to whimper. “I’m sorry Mom, I really sorry. Please forgive me……………”

  Still trying to compose herself, Veronica replied, “It’s OK honey. You didn’t do anything wrong. You did what you had to do. We’ll get through this together sweetie.”

  Fearing the worst, vivid images of Mr. Amid’s sperm drilling deep into Kimie’s defenseless eggs now consumed her mind’s eye.

  Ten minutes after Mr. Amid left the chamber, the milking machines started to release the barn full of women. One by one the machines sensed the women’s empty milk sacks and began to release their drained bodies. First the nipple stimulators stopped, and then the milk collectors opened and released their hanging tits, followed by the restraining arms releasing their tight grip. Just as when they activated, the distinct sound of the pneumatic restraints disengaging started to fill the room.

  Once Angie, Veronica and Kimie were released, they struggled to stand and regain their balance. Kimie’s body was so weak and traumatized that she stumbled back against her milking machine and almost hit the ground. It took a minute, but they finally managed to stand atop their heels and slowly make their way out to pen.

  There was no discussion of what just happened; only stunned silence as Veronica watched Kimie struggle to walk. She looked like she’d been riding a horse for a week. And when Veronica spotted the thin streams of cum coating her daughter’s inner thighs, she gasped in disbelief.

  When they finally re-entered the pen, the reality of their existence came roaring back. They knew the awful cycle of humiliating exercise and uncontrollable milk production was already beginning all over again.

  Chapter 2 – Another Day for Ashley Begins

  Recently promoted to General, Heather’s military responsibilities had changed significantly. She rarely left
the Nation of Talistaun anymore. It was considered too risky for someone who knew so much about their secretive operations to rick capture herself. She knew way too much about the Talistaun’s military strategies and capabilities, and that made her a prime target of the Talistaun’s enemies.

  From behind the safety of the Talistaun’s seemingly impenetrable walls, it was now her job to assess threats to the Talistaun Nation and assign highly strategic missions to the Talistaun’s militia and specialized abduction units, otherwise known as ‘Slaver Teams’. With information and surveillance constantly streaming into Heather’s command bunker at the compound, she was never out of touch with the outside world and all that was happening. Her militia forces were amazingly extensive and very effective.

  And as was the case each morning, Heather awoke to the soft tongue and lips of her personal sex-slave and property, Ashley. Ashley was the daughter of a high level target of the former US military, General Jack Jollety. Not only was the General’s beautiful blue eyed blonde daughter a captive, but so was his wife gorgeous Angelina, who was currently serving in the milking farm. Separated upon their arrival a number of months ago, the mother-daughter couple rarely saw each other as they now suffered very different fates at the hands of the Talistaun.

  All designed to lure the General into a trap, Angie suffered terribly at the hands of the milkers while Ashley was trained and forced to serve as a lesbian sex-slave to Heather. With Ashley’s husband Jason also captured and enslaved in the diamond mines, it didn’t take long for Heather to fully break Ashley.

  The Talistaun felt it was only a matter of time before the General surfaced to attempt a rescue of his family. But for the moment, it was just another day.

  As she’d been trained and broken to do, Ashley patiently waited for a sign that her Mistress was waking. And just as soon as she sensed Heather stirring, her morning routine would begin.