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Installment 12
Dan was in agony, strapped to the milking bench and filled to the point of nearly bursting with his own hormone laden breast milk. The sadistic farmer who owned and tormented his body had turned him into a freak of nature – a sex slave man-cow with udders for tits and an ever-shrinking waistline thanks to the thick rubber corseting constricting his midsection. Before leaving his slave to stew, Karol had changed once again the rubber head covering on his slave. He had removed the transparent rubber hood that had been compressing the slave’s facial features, and replaced it with a thick rubber compression hood to maximized Dan’s discomfort. The hood was constructed of thick black rubber, and had only two holes for the wearer’s nostrils to take in air through. Overtop of the hood Karol positioned a heavy rubber muzzle, which when done up, compressed the inflated rubber ball gag further into Dan’s plugged mouth, painfully stretching the slave’s jaws into an opened position.
It had been many hours strapped into the milking chair before Dan heard muffled noises from within the barn, getting closer and closer. It sounded like two men talking in a foreign language. Dan could now definitely hear the straps and buckles holding his tortured body in place being released, and some of the tension that wracked his body slowly diminished. Next he felt the rubber muzzle being undone, and then the compression hood was peeled from his head. Once adjusted to the light, Dan could see both his Master’s tall wiry form, and that of another farmer – the dairy farmer friend that Karol was planning on loaning his slut to for a vigorous manual milking. The friend, Petr, was a short stout man with a thickly muscled neck and huge hairy forearms. He was sweating profusely and had a swarthy unshaven face with bristling whiskers or gray and black. His head was shaved bald, and he wore coveralls with no shirt underneath and massive black steel-toed work boots on his large wide feet. The last thing that Dan noticed about the newcomer to the barn was perhaps his most impressive physical feature – his hands. This man had enormous hands that were calloused and toughened from a lifetime of hard farm work.
Karol dragged Dan from the chair and threw the weakened slave to the floor. He landed in a heap and found his head resting against the soiled boot of his latest tormentor. Before he could move, Petr placed the mucky sole of his size 15 boot on Dan’s head, and ground it into the floor with much of his considerable weight and strength. Dan thought his head would split open like a melon, and he heard his Master say something to the burly dairy farmer. With that, Karol turned to leave the barn as Petr finally removed his boot from Dan’s now very painful skull. He stopped though, and returned to where Dan lay motionless on the floor. He crouched down, and softly told Dan in accented English what he had told his farmer friend in their native tongue. “Petr here is going to milk you my slut, but first he is going to drain you, and torture your slave body for his pleasure. Once he has finished with you, he will bring me the fruits of your tits, and you will then be given your next treatment to keep those udders producing nice thick slave milk for my pleasure.”
With that, Karol left the building and Dan was left to the merciless treatment of Petr. The first thing Petr did was wrap one of his massive hands around the back of Dan’s neck and pulled him up to a standing position. Dan was in agony from the intense filling of all of his orifices by his now absent master. Petr began to use his free hand to deliver a series of heavy open handed slaps to Dan’s rubber-covered corseted abdomen. With each impact a wave of pain traveled through Dan’s body. The dairy farmer then proceeded to string the slave up by his wrists, using one of the thick wooden rafters to keep Dan in a fully standing upright position, his feet just flat on the floor of the barn. Petr did not speak any English, and would use physical cues to communicate his wishes and commands to his captive prey. He was eager to empty out the slave so he could start with the bitch’s first manual milking.
Slowly and methodically Petr began to remove the enormous plug inhabiting Dan’s asshole – stretching open the slave’s abused anal ring as it withdrew. Just as the widest and most painful part of the plug was about to exit the dilated sphincter, Petr stopped and enjoyed a long look at the blanched muscular ring that was straining to expel the thick rubber invader. A trickle of tit-milk seeped out from the seal that was formed between rubber and flesh, and as the plug was slowly removed, the trickle turned into a torrent as the hormone laden liquid that had been penned up for so long burst forth under significant pressure. Petr laughed heartily as the flow of milk began to slow to periodic spurts accompanied by loud wet farts. Even with all that he had already endured, Dan found a new level of humiliation as this Slavic sadist laughed while he lost all control over his body. The next orifice to be drained was Dan’s distended bladder. Petr unclipped the catheter hose, and after a brief pause, a solid stream of whitish yellow hormone piss streamed forth from Dan’s withered penis. It shot out with such force that it arced over four feet away from his upright body. He watched as the pressure behind the flow decreased and the arc of the piss slowly flattened out until it was merely dribbling from his cock head. He was actually enjoying the feeling of incredible relief until Petr grabbed a hold of the catheter tubing and in one strong pull yanked it from Dan’s urethra. Burning pain overtook the slave’s genitals as the burly dairy farmer moved into position to empty the remaining deposit of milk.
Now standing directly in front of the slave’s restrained body, Petr curled the thick fingers of his left hand into a gigantic fist. Slowly he caressed and rubber his fist as his eyes washed over the rubbered form of the slave in front of him. He leered at the tight rubber body suit with the corset constricting Dan’s midsection, the distended udder-boobs that Karol had created on the slave’s body with massive doses of bovine hormone. A demonic smile washed over Petr’s face as he reared back and then delivered a thundering gut punch to the abused slave’s body. Such force was behind the blow that Dan’s feet were knocked back from underneath him, and he swung freely from his wrists which were still strung up over the cross-beam. Once his footing had been regained, Petr delivered a second identical blow once again rocking Dan off of his foundation. Dan could feel a rumbling in his restricted gut that was slowly rising with these clubbing blows being delivered by his tormenter. With the landing of the third massive gut punch, the wave of milky vomit erupted from within Dan’s stomach, and burst forth from around the inflated ball gag that was still seated inside of his mouth. The gag was forced from Dan’s jaws and another wave of vomit projected from his pain-wracked face. A third was followed by a fourth and fifth until string of mucous hung from Dan’s chin while his head drooped forward. Petr used one hand to gently lift the slave’s defeated chin, and the other to administer a stinging slap across Dan’s face to waken him up for the main event – the milking of his slave udders.
Petr released Dan’s wrists and allowed him to slump down on the floor to his knees. The large size 15 was then placed between the shoulder blades of the slave and he was pushed prostrate on to the floor of the barn. With all of the bulky farmer’s considerable weight on his back Dan could feel the straps of the corset being undone. The relief was momentary though, as it was quickly followed by a tightening of the wicked garment beyond its previous level. Each time that Dan exhaled, Petr cinched in the straps a little bit more. Dan could feel the breath being squeezed from his lungs, which were now straining to take in enough air to keep him from blacking out. Just when he thought he could feel his consciousness slipping, Petr re-fastened the straps and stood Dan up to position him for his milking.
On to a table Dan was positioned on all fours, his calves strapped down as well as his wrists which were buckled to the table. A dental gag was inserted into Dan’s mouth and Petr slowly cranked it open until he slave’s lips blanched and turned white from being so tautly stretched. Petr had brought with him a device that he like to use on human cows that he had abused in the past. It was a latex replica of a bull’s penis, with a metal ring attached to the end of it by a hinge. Petr greased up the huge phallus and slowly began to insert it into Dan’s gaping rectum. It was an enormous dildo, and filled the slave’s lower intestines to the max while also opening up and stretching his abused asslips. Once seated, Dan felt some deep cramping in his gut as his body reflexively tried to expel the invader – but Petr had other plans. In order to keep the chunk of rubber inside of his cow as he intended, Petr placed a small metal hooked device into Dan’s nostrils. The nose hook had a long cotton rope attached to it which he took back over Dan’s forehead and down the slave’s rubbered back, overtop of the tightened corset straps, to the ring attached to the base of the bull’s penis distending the human cow’s bowels. Once looped through the ring, Petr pulled the rope tight, which yanked back Dan’s head increasing the pain from the dental gag holding his jaws wide open. He then tied it off effectively keeping the slave’s head held way back, and at the same time pushing his chest and therefore his slave udders forward towards the table. This also had the effect of holding the rubber invader deep inside of Dan’s back passage.
Now that his cow was sufficiently restrained, Petr could get down to the business of milking the distended udder-tits of their hormone-laden milk.
Petr placed a large plastic basin underneath Dan’s tits, and pulled up a stool beside the table so that he could sit and relax. Petr began by slowly massaging Dan’s left udder with both of his calloused rough hands. The massaging slowly turned to deep kneading and tenderizing which had the effect of loosening the tissue within Dan’s body to allow for the flow of tit-milk to start. Petr then turned his attention to Dan’s nipple, which he pinched and pulled on, yanking it as far from Dan’s chest as the tissue elasticity would allow. He flicked and abused the nipple until it turned an angry red color and became engorged with blood. With the left udder now relaxed and dropped down as far as it would go, softened and prepared for the milking to come, the right udder was treated to exactly the same manipulations.
Returning to the left tit, Petr wrapped both of his large hands around the base of the drooping flesh right where it met the chest wall. Slowly he increased his grip on the udder until he was squeezing and wringing with all of his might. An animalistic gurgling scream erupted from Dan’s constricted throat as the pain was excruciating. Ignoring his man-cow’s agony Petr continued to wring out the dangling tit, and spurts of milk began to squirt into the collection vessel underneath. For a full 30 minutes the muscular farmer continued to manhandle Dan’s breast meat, emptying it of its contents before moving to the right tit and treating it to the exact same torture. Dan’s choked screams reverberated off of the walls as the milking progressed. Petr loved the feel of the soft flesh is it compressed in his hands. He twisted and wrung it out like an old used dishcloth. By the time he had finished both tits were bruised black and blue, and were beginning to swell from intense inflammation that had been caused by the farmer’s abuse. In the vessel below Petr had collected a full half liter of slave milk to deliver to Karol once their session had concluded. Before that however, Petr would satisfy his sexual desires that had been fired up by using and abusing his friend’s man-cow for a very intense milking session.
Carefully placing the basin of milk off to the side, Petr climbed up on the table in from of Dan’s face, which was still stretched back using the hooked device in his nostrils. By looking downward Dan could see the farmer fiddling with his zipper in the stained coveralls. Once opened, Petr hauled out his slowly hardening extremely thick pecker, which he intended to feed to the bound slave-cow. The hairy sweaty Slav dropped the heavy head of his cock into Dan’s waiting mouth, and gradually worked it back into the opening of his quarry’s throat. Now hard enough to use as a truncheon, he pushed it past Dan’s gag reflex as he enjoyed the sounds of the slave coughing and gagging, spluttering to expel the thick meat so that he could breath easier. Snorting in large sniffs of air through his stretched nostrils, the panic in Dan’s current situation began to subside. Just as he began to calm down he could hear Petr sigh and relax as he began to relieve himself of a gallon of hot salty piss directly down the slave’s throat. Dan did not even have to swallow – with his head tied back as it was, the farmer’s piss had a direct line of entry right down Dan’s gullet into his stomach. He truly was a human urinal in this position as well as just having been treated as a human cow by this sadistic dairy farmer who had just milked and wrung out his tender breasts to produce a quantity of hormone milk for his master. Petr’s piss went on for the better part of a full minute, as he filled Dan’s corseted stomach. Once done, he removed his thick sausage from his personal piss fag, and stood up to turn around. He had relieved his bladder, but intended to avail himself of the toilet slave that his friend Karol had bragged about having trained.
Dan never did get used to seeing a fat hairy ass being spread right in front of his face to expose a wrinkled puckered up asshole prior to delivering a load of farmer-shit into his mouth – and this was no exception. Petr unleashed a rank wet fart that gave Dan a preview of the rank experience that he was in for in the ensuing few minutes. Slowly the lips of the farmer’s ass began to open and a dark brown almost black thick, knotted turn began to emerge. Petr positioned himself so that the shit would progress directly from his manhole into his slave’s waiting toilet mouth. This first turd was about six inches long, and quite thick. It protruded from Dan’s mouth as he was unable to close his lips around it due to the dental gag. Far from finished, Petr turned around so that he could look at the tortured face of the slave that he was using and abusing so thoroughly. Dan was trying furiously to either expel the turd by using his tongue to try to move it forward and then out of his mouth. Petr watched the bitch struggle in this manner until he had almost accomplished his goal, before taking hold of the turd itself and working it back with a screwing like motion into Dan’s waiting throat. The foul invader was pushed in by the farmer until it was fully in Dan’s throat, with its end being barely visible in the back of Dan’s mouth. With a demonic smile washing over his face, Petr reached up and placed his shitty fingers on Dan’s nostrils, pinching them shut. This forced Dan to feverishly swallow as best he could to get the turd-meal down his throat so that he could breathe. Petr watched intently as the end of the turd disappeared from the back of Dan’s gaping mouth, and the contour of it made its way down the slave’s throat. It looked like when a snake eats a small animal – the outline of the thick piece of shit was clearly visible in Dan’s throat from the outside as it progressed along towards his stomach. Once swallowed, Petr patted Dan on the head and said something in his language that Dan did not understand. The translation unfortunately for Dan was that he had just finished the appetizer, and the main course was yet to come. For the next thirty minutes, Petr slowly fed four more thick brown turds to his human toilet in exactly the same fashion. By the time that Dan had finished his duties, he was physically exhausted.
Feeling relieved, Petr had only one task yet to accomplish – filling his cow-slave with a thick load of cum. For this he released the bondage on Dan’s head, as well as releasing him from his bonds to the table. When it came to fucking a cow, he was a purist. He placed Dan on the floor on his back, and pushed his legs back over his shoulders to expose his stuffed cunt. Petr grabbed hold of the bull’s cock dildo and slid it out of Dan’s hole, exiting with a wet sucking sound as the ass slime inside of Dan’s pussy had congealed around the thick rubber invader. With his whore’s cunt now fully exposed and emptied, Petr lined up his massive tool and drove it home in one forceful push. Dan barely felt the thick cock enter his ass, which was just how Petr wanted it. He liked a nice loose fuck, that way it would last longer. The burly farmer allowed all of his weight to come down on Dan’s pinioned body as he sawed his cock in and out of Dan’s abused pussy. Dan’s feet were actually touching the floor back above his head as the barrel-chested Slave had him folded in half to receive his fucking. With a gut full of shit and a corset wrapped tightly around his midsection, Dan felt all of the breath squeezed once again from his chest as the 240 pound rapist penetrated his back passage. For 45 minutes Petr sped up and slowed down, plunging his thick cock in and out of Dan’s body. Petr was sweating like a pig, and with Dan trapped underneath his bulk dressed entirely in rubber, the heat for the slave so extreme that he nearly passed out. Finally, and with a primal roar, the dairy farmer turned tormenter shoved his tool roughly into Dan’s cunt and pumped it full of a week’s worth of thick creamy cum. Five blasts of ball cream later Petr came down off of his erotic high and unceremoniously yanked his cock out of Dan’s swollen engorged pussylips. He released the slave’s legs and they flopped back over Dan’s head and hit the floor like two dead fish – they had long since gone numb from lack of blood to the muscles.
Moving in a very business like fashion, Petr busied himself with getting dressed, and then fitting Dan’s head with yet another piece of headgear made entirely of rubber. It was a standard hood in shape, but was double walled and lacked any opening or either his eyes or his nose. There was a flange around the open mouth of the hood, and on the inner lining a hard rubber butterfly shaped appendage was positioned such that it would inhabit the wearer’s mouth. Petr yanked and pulled to seat the hood in place, with the hard rubber bit partially gagging the slave. To the back he attached a pump and began to inflate the bladder that existed throughout the hood between the two walls of rubber. Once fully inflated, Dan’s head looked like a balloon from the outside, with incredible pressure being exerted on his head from all angles from the inside. The circular opening to the outside world was Dan’s only lifeline. His legs still useless and rendering him unable to strand, he felt himself being hoisted up and flung over his erstwhile Master’s shoulder. He was being carried off to his next torment, emptied of his slave-milk, but filled once again with dominant sadistic farmer shit, piss, and cum. He couldn’t help but think how much more of this his body could possible endure.
End of part 12.