Milking Joy

Joy started to come to her senses slowly. Her entire body ached and she was covered in quickly cooling sweat making her shiver. It hurt, and she felt her muscles threaten to cramp as if she’d been running for hours without drinking water. It took her several minutes to remember where she was. It was dark and she couldn’t move and she didn’t have the strength to lift her head. She grunted with effort as she tried to look around but she couldn’t see a thing in the utter blackness.

She was bent over some sort of table and her arms and legs were bound to it but she didn’t feel the normal pressure of her tits against her chest. Somehow they were hanging beneath her even though her chest and head were supported. Then she started to remember. Her Master had called this the milking table and there were holes cut in it so that her tits, or udders as he’d called them, could hang down.

But he hadn’t just hooked her tits to the pump; he’d put one of the cups on her clit as well. She remembered the feeling of anticipation while she watched him go to the machine and waited patiently for him to turn it on. And then it had come to life, hissing softly as it sucked hard on her nipples and clit. She remembered the first orgasm, and the second and third. After that it became a blur. She couldn’t remember when he had shut off the lights but clearly he had. Nor did she remember him turning off the pumping machine.

The dark didn’t bother her, but not knowing where her Master was did. He could be in the room waiting for some sign of consciousness from her. Or he could be somewhere else. She just didn’t know. It took her several more minutes to figure out that she was still bound to the table because it took that long to regain enough control of her muscles to try to make her arms and legs move.

Her mouth was dry and her tongue felt heavy. She ran her tongue over her lips and they felt dry and cracked; her tongue did nothing to wet them and as she moved it around in and out of her mouth it didn’t help. How long had it been?

A sliver of light appeared as the door to her Master’s dungeon opened and then dim light suddenly filled the dark room. The walls, floor, and ceiling were black and the corners of the room seemed to fade into the shadows that still remained. Joy watched as her Master, fully clothed, walked slowly and purposefully toward her carrying a tray with a bowl and food. It was impossible for her to see him and not feel a wave of emotion sweep through her being. He was her life, her everything; she lived to serve him and in return he cared for and protected her.

He set the tray down next to her, all the while his eyes remained locked on hers. “You’ve finally regained your senses,” he said as more of a statement than question.

“Yes, Master,” Joy responded in a voice weaker than she anticipated. He gently ran a bent finger over he sweat soaked shoulder and side causing her entire body to shiver with goosebumps. His finger ran all the way down one of her butt cheeks to her bent thigh and then snaked over between her legs to feel the dripping wetness of her pussy. Is that where all her body’s moisture had gone?

“You’ve been catatonic for quite some time,” he said matter-of-factly. “You were certainly enjoying the milker but it was time you had some food and water. And I have something else I need you’re help taking care of,” he said opening his pants to reveal his hard jutting cock. Without any preliminaries he got behind her and shoved himself right up her anus. Joy groaned at the assault enjoying the feeling of her Master’s cock as it filled her small cavity and reveling in the sigh of contentment that escaped his lips when he was balls deep inside her.

Staying buried within her ass he reached under the table for a towel which he draped over her wet back. He leaned over, his hips unmoving, and licked the side of her salty face. “Give me your tongue,” he commanded and Joy turned her head as far as she could and stuck it out. He sucked it into his mouth sliding his wet tongue around her dry one and then forcing both into her mouth. His tongue brought life and wetness back to her own mouth and tongue and she was eternally grateful to him for it.

Their mouths broke apart and he ran his lips across her face and down her neck, his tongue flicking out occasionally tasting her. When he got to her shoulder his mouth opened wider and he clamped down with his teeth with enough force to just barely break the skin causing her to gasp again. It would leave a mark she knew, one of many she had from him all over her body.

His teeth let go of her shoulder and his mouth traveled back up her neck to her ear. “You’re mine, Joy,” he whispered fiercely. She shivered again as a wave of pleasure coursed through her at his words. She was his completely and both of them knew it. She wanted to say something back to him, to affirm that she belonged to him but he hadn’t asked her, he didn’t need to hear it, so she remained silent.

He reached down again and brought up the bowl, filled with water, and placed it close enough to her head so that she could lap it up like a dog. He would bring up pieces of fruit, one at a time, for her to eat feeding her himself. She slowly felt life returning to her body and became more aware of his hard cock filling her rectum. Every once in a while it would flex and stretch inside her but otherwise it remained unmoving buried deep in her colon.

After the food and water were gone her Master took the bowl away and put it back on the tray. He pulled himself out of her and got up and removed the towel. Then he was placing thecups back over her sensitive nipples and clit. Seconds later the machine came to life, whirring softly as it sucked hard. Joy’s mouth opened in a silent cry and her eyes glazed over as an orgasm immediately ripped through her body. Seconds later her Master was back behind her with his cock firmly running in and out of her clenching rectum.

His hand gripped her hair hard as he raped her ass. There was no other way Joy could describe it as his hips pummeled into her hard again and again and again while the milker sucked her to orgasm after orgasm. After several minutes her Master stiffened and groaned while Joy felt his cock pulsing deep inside her and his seed filling her colon. Soon after the weight of her Master was gone and she was again lost to the bliss the machine gave her as it sent pulses of pleasure shooting through her body from her clit and nipples. She knew she would lose herself to it soon even as she felt her Master’s cum oozing from her clenching sphincter and down the lips of her pussy.

The whirring had stopped. Again, she had no idea how much time had passed but it felt different as if she somehow knew it was another day. Her nipples ached and burned and her clit was a mass of sensation that irradiated outward through her whole body. As her eyes fluttered open she saw that the lights were already on so she could see. A soft noise drew her gaze to her Master as he knelt on the floor beside her scrutinizing her hanging tits. She realized he was rubbing something on her nipples but they were so sensitive she could barely feel it.

“Are you thirsty, Joy?” he asked when he saw that she was awake.

“Yes, Master,” she croaked. Her mouth was drier this time and it was nearly impossible to speak.

Her Master stood and pulled out his cock. “Open,” he commanded her and Joy obediently opened her mouth. She could see his cock wasn’t very hard and seconds after he placed it in her mouth a warm stream of salty fluid was searing down her throat. She had to swallow quickly to make certain she didn’t spill any. It would be bad to spill any of the precious fluid her Master was so graciously providing to her.

He left his cock in her mouth for a few seconds after he finished pissing and Joy cleaned it with you tongue. It immediately started to grow hard. He pulled it out before it got too stiff and placed a bowl of clean water in front of her face. “Drink,” he commanded. “You need water to keep up your strength.” Joy lapped at the bowl like she had done before while her Master ran his hands over her body, inspecting her flesh, kneading her sore and painful muscles as he went.

“You’ve done well, Joy. I am very proud of you,” he said quietly. “I didn’t think you’d be able to go for so long so quickly. You’ll be ready in no time.” Ready for what, Joy had no idea, but she had sensed from the beginning that her Master was preparing her for something. He had no need to explain but he often talked to her while he was using or inspecting her giving her a part of the picture but never the whole portrait. He massaged her thigh muscles for which Joy was very grateful; they were the most painful and she almost cried out as he worked them. “At the next break I’ll let you walk around a bit,” he said. “I can’t let you get any blood clots.” Her Master always took such good care of her.

He stood and a few seconds later his hardened cock was plunging into her sopping wet pussy. Joy cried out in mixed pain and pleasure as his balls made hard contact with her over-sensitive clit. Her Master didn’t care and fucked her as hard and fast as he had fucked her ass before, his hand gripping her hair painfully. She rarely felt his cock so hard as it painfully seared in and out of her pussy like a stiff piece of wood. Joy realized he’d been denied release while she’d been bound down in the dungeon and felt bad for him. She hadn’t been able to take care of him while he’d been preparing her. Poor Master!

It was over more quickly than usual, another sign that he’d gone without, and Joy’s heart ached with sadness. Her Master needed her and while she was bound in the basement being pumped she wasn’t there for him. Why didn’t he just come down and use her unconscious body? She wanted to beg him to do so but he hadn’t given her permission to speak so she had to remain silent.

A few moments later she was being pumped again, the soft whirring of the machine lulling her back to unconsciousness as she felt the first orgasm start to build after the initial pain began to fade. “Clean me,” her Master said as he presented his cum covered cock to her pleasure-drunk eyes. Joy was barely aware of what was happening as she took it into her mouth. She had done this thousands of times however and muscle memory took over. The last thing she was aware of was her Master patting her affectionately on the head as another orgasm swept over her.

The next time consciousness came to her she was being unbound from the table. She looked down to see her Master releasing the cuffs that held her wrists and untying the rope above her elbows. Pins and needles swarmed down her arms and legs as the ropes slackened. Her Master gently helped her to a sitting position. Her muscles protested and ached and her hands and feet throbbed as blood rushed to them. Her head swam and as her Master let go of her to retrieve her food and drink she almost tipped over onto her side. Her Master caught her in his strong arms before she fell and she gratefully leaned into his body enjoying his strength and closeness. She always felt protected when he held her.

He waited patiently until she was able to sit up on her own and then brought her a bowl of water and commanded her to drink with her tongue only. The food he brought he made her eat off the plate without using her hands. He sat next to her and watched ordering her to finish when she thought to put the plate of food aside. Her Master seemed overly interested in her tits. He always liked to fondle and pinch them, they were rather large for her petite frame, but he kept lightly squeezing and cupping them as if judging and everywhere his hands touched made them burn like fire.

The swelling in her hands and feet subsided and most of her body began to return to normal. Her tits and clit were exceptions as they felt swollen and throbbed in rhythm with the beating of her heart. She glanced down at the lump growing in his pants and immediately felt shame. She should be taking care of that but here he was taking care of her instead. She wanted to reach over and let it free to please him with her mouth but she couldn’t unless he ordered her.

After she finished eating and drinking her Master ordered her to her feet. He helped her walk around the room for a while and then ordered her to continue on her own. The first few steps were pure agony but after a couple circuits of the room the steps became easier and the pain began to lessen. Her Master kept her walking for what seemed like an hour; long after her limbs felt normal.

Finally he ordered her to stop and kneel in front of him which she obediently hastened to do. She looked up at him expectantly. “Take it out,” he ordered simply. Joy reached up and eagerly undid his pants and pulled out his cock. He wrapped both of his hands up in her hair tightly and pulled her head closer. “Open,” he ordered and she opened her mouth wide. He pulled on her hair sharply as he thrust his hips forward. His cock seared into her mouth and down her throat. It felt hard in her mouth, harder than she had ever felt it, and it actually hurt as it battered the back of her throat.

After about ten minutes of his cock being forced down her throat over and over again her Master grunted and held her head tightly against his crotch as his dick throbbed and pumped a huge load of thick cum straight down her esophagus. Like the skilled cocksucker she was, Joy swallowed it all without spilling a drop or coughing and twirled her tongue around the head to clean up the last remnants.

Wordlessly her Master slowly pulled his softening member from her mouth and did up his pants. He ordered her back to the table, her tits hanging down through the holes again, her knees spread to give easy access to her ass and pussy, and her arms and legs secured so she couldn’t move. She was reattached to the milker and he turned it back on. The initial pulls on her clit and nipples hurt again but after a minute the pain faded to pleasure. When he got up to walk away she was already approaching orgasm and by the time he was flipping off the light she was screaming in pleasure.

It was much the same the next few times the machine was turned off. She was watered and fed and made to walk around. The amount of food increased every time; Joy had a hard time eating it all but her Master made her finish each time. She still had no idea how much time passed between her Master’s visits but she wasn’t gaining any weight so she assumed it was a good amount.

One day when she started to come around she was already being fucked. She quickly realized it wasn’t her Master, the cock was smaller and whoever was fucking her wasn’t as rough as he generally was. The room was still cloaked in darkness except for a flashlight by the feet of her fucker that was pointed the wrong direction for her to see his face. The man didn’t last very long and the fuck was wholly unmemorable for her except that she was curious about the man’s identity. Her Master came in after the man left and didn’t mention a word of her visitor.

Then, finally, one time when she recovered her senses her nipples felt wet. She thought that perhaps they had split and were bleeding but when her Master had her sit up she looked down and saw white fluid clinging to them. Her Master smiled and took first one and then the other in his mouth. “Sweet,” he proclaimed before roughly thrusting his tongue into her mouth sharing the taste with her. He showed her the milk that had collected in the milker. It was a very small amount but Joy had a hard time imagining it had come from her.

After her usual walk he brought her out of the dungeon to clean and shower. Joy hadn’t realized how much she smelled until she was clean. She noticed her tits were starting to feel more and more pressure as time passed. She managed to catch the date and time on the clock in her Master’s bedroom and calculated that she had been in the dungeon for twelve days. When she was clean and had more to eat and drink her Master took her back down to the dungeon. This time after she was hooked up to the milker she could feel the milk start to flow from her tits and hear it as the milker sucked it through the hoses. She wondered if anything would happen to her clit. So far it just seemed to be constantly swollen and much more sensitive.

After that, every time her Master fed and watered her he’d collect her pumped milk, and before he strapped her back down to the table he’d drain her tits with his mouth. The first few times he didn’t get much but after a while her tits produced milk at a fairly fast rate. Sometimes he’d fuck her mouth or ass then suck her tits, other times he’d fuck her pussy while he squeezed and drained her full milk jugs. That was always her favorite; when his hard stiff cock was running in and out of her pussy rubbing against her extra sensitive clit while his mouth sucked hard on her nipples and his fingers massaged her tit flesh. He was having her shower regularly but he always returned her back to the dungeon and the milking table when he was through using her.

One day, when the light came on in the dungeon she was surprised to see, not her Master, but his niece enter followed by two other girls and a boy all around her age. Most of her Master’s family were not aware that she was his slave. Most believed that she was just his maid even if they were aware that they had a sexual relationship. His niece, however, several years prior while running around the house had stumbled across Joy naked and bound in a room the girl was told never to enter. Her Master had been coming into the room every once in a while, dipping his cock in whatever hole he chose and then leaving.

When the girl saw her she screamed not understanding why Joy was tied up. The girl’s uncle came in and sat with the girl on the bed next to Joy and calmly explained why Joy was tied up and exposed they way she was. The girl had just sat there, wide eyed, while she listened to her uncle’s explanation. Her eyes had roamed over Joy’s naked body while she listened taking in everything.

Up until that day the girl had called her Aunty Joy with a tone of affection. But since then it was just Joy and the affection was gone. She never said a bad word to Joy or treated her poorly, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes. She saw Joy as a commodity, a plaything, as the slave that Joy is and it made the older woman shiver.

Joy shivered now as the young foursome stared at her. The boy couldn’t take his eyes off her hanging tits while the girls seemed more interested in how open and wet her pussy looked. “Wow! This is so cool!” the boy said.

“Yeah, I know,” her Master’s niece, Emily, answered cooly.

“And we can really do whatever we want to her?” one of the other girls, a doe-eyed blonde asked.

“Uh huh,” Emily answered boldly for a young teenager, taking those last few steps over to Joy and placing her hand on the older woman’s backside. “He asked me what I wanted for my birthday. And I told him all I wanted was to get to play with Joy.”

“Your uncle is so cool,” the other girl, a perky brunette, said. “Cute too.”

“Hey,” Emily said sharply, “don’t get any ideas. He’s mine.”

“Eww!” from the blonde. “He’s your uncle and way too old for you.”

“I don’t care if he’s my uncle. And I’ll be eighteen in five years. Anyway, he said since I was becoming a teen he felt it was okay if I play with Joy. But he had to check with my dad first because I was still a minor. I thought for sure it wasn’t going to happen, that my dad would say ‘no’. I’m not sure how my uncle convinced him but he did because he loves me.” Joy was certain that her Master did love the girl, if not in the way the girl wanted. Her Master had never had children of his own and spoiled the girl rotten.

“We can play with her, do whatever we want, as long as she isn’t permanently injured,” Emily continued giving Joy’s ass a sharp slap.

“Cool!” the boy exclaimed as he was the next to move and made a beeline for Joy’s hanging tits. Joy felt his small hands start pulling on her engorged nipples and almost cried out. The other two girls soon followed suit and were next to Emily feeling the soft skin of her ass and pulling her thighs further apart to get a good look at her slimy pussy.

“Look how wet she is!” one of the girls exclaimed.

“Yeah. My uncle says she’s always wet but that the milker makes her really wet,” Emily explained.

“The milker?” a girl asked.

“Yeah. A pump for her tits and her clit,” Emily said touching her clit just as she spoke the word. Joy groaned as the girl’s finger pressed against her extra sensitive love button. It was too much for her and her whole body stiffened as she came immediately.

“Hey, what just happened? What’s this?” the boy asked looking at his fingers.

“What?” Emily asked.

“Her tits just got wet,” the boy replied.

“Oh. That’s her milk.”

“Milk? Did she just have a baby?” one of the girls asked. Emily explained to them all about the milker and how her uncle had been keeping her down in the dungeon stimulating her nipples and clit until Joy started lactating.

“Uncle says her milk tastes good,” Emily said finishing the explanation. The boy smelt his fingers and made a face. “Trust me,” Emily said urging him to try it. He tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked a finger. A second later his face lit up in surprise.

“It’s sweet!” the boy exclaimed. Then he crouched back down under the table and latched his mouth on one of Joy’s engorged nipples and started sucking for all he was worth. Joy could feel her milk start to flow into the boy’s mouth as he sucked and squeezed her fat tit with both hands. Her pussy wept even more and she started to roll her hips uncontrollably as her legs strained against the bonds.

“Hey! Save some for us,” Emily cried laughing and running to the other side of the table to join her friend under it. Joy moaned out loud as she felt the young girl’s wet mouth latch over her other nipple and begin to suck. The pressure in both her tits began to lessen and her pussy pulsed each time they sucked in. Her legs jolted against their bonds as her whole body tried to writhe. All she needed was one of them to touch her clit. Maybe shove a hand up her pussy? A dick! The young boy had a dick! Anything!

Then the young boy’s mouth and hands came away from her tit. She wanted to scream for him to keep sucking and was relieved when one of the other girls giggled and then got down under the table to start where the boy had left off. A few seconds later Emily switched with her other friend. “You can put your thingy in her if you want, Jimmy,” Emily said to the boy as the pair stood near Joy’s exposed ass and pussy watching their friends drink from her tits. “Yes!” Joy cried in her head. She was sure that, even as small as it must be, his dick would make her cum instantly.

Jimmy hesitated. As hard as his dick was at that moment he was eager to put it in somewhere, but he’d never had sex before with anything other than his hand and he was shy about doing it in front of his friends. “Come on, Jimmy,” Emily urged sensing his reluctance. “I wanna see you put your thingy in her.”

“Me too!” cried one of the girls under the table.

“Me three!” cried the other one.

Jimmy was still reluctant. Like any young teen he was very self-conscious. He only had the faintest whisper of hair surrounding his young dick and while his wasn’t the smallest in the locker room after gym he was far from the largest. The desire to sink his throbbing member into warm wet female flesh for the first time eventually won out and he found himself fumbling nervously with his pants button.

Once he had his pants undone, he didn’t even pull them down passed his young bottom. His dick was harder than it had ever felt before straining painfully it was so erect as he stood poised behind Joy’s eager dripping pussy. He propelled his hips forward stabbing at her wet flesh. In his inexperience he didn’t know the correct place to put it and Joy couldn’t reach back and guide him in because her hands were bound to the table. He stabbed at her several times in frustration poking wet flesh but not hitting the correct mark. Finally, he got it and his skinny cock slid right in to Joy’s warm wet depths. “Yeeessss!!!” went the cry in Joy’s head as an excited moan escaped her lips. She came instantly as he sank into her pussy right up to the balls.

The boy could feel Joy’s body tense and he heard Emily yell, “You’re doing it!” but he didn’t really know what to do. He imitated what he’d seen in internet porn and grabbed Joy’s hips and started pumping. The three girls started cheering him on, Emily standing beside him watching his dick slide in and out, and the other two underneath the table in between sucking milk from Joy’s hanging tits.

Jimmy, of course, didn’t last long; it was his first fuck after all. He got about half a dozen strokes with his cock before he was spewing his heavy teenage load into Joy’s sopping wet pussy. He let out a loud sigh as his breath rushed from him and he slumped forward over Joy’s ass and back.

“That was awesome, Jimmy!” Emily enthused. “Did you squirt in her?” Jimmy numbly nodded as he backed away from Joy panting. His slimy dick pulled out of her slick channel with a wet slurping sound followed by a river of viscous cum. “Jesus, Jimmy! That’s a lot!” Emily exclaimed as she watched her friend’s seed flow out of Joy’s pussy. Suddenly embarrassed, Jimmy put his cock away and buttoned up his pants. The other two girls came out from under the table to look at Joy’s cum filled pussy too marveling at the pearly liquid now running out of it.

“What else can we do?” one of the girls asked.

“My uncle said she goes crazy when she’s hooked up to the pump. Let’s try that!” Emily suggested excitedly. Joy watched silently as they got all the pieces out and hooked up to her. Emily flipped the switch and Joy felt the immediate initial pull of the pump suction and groaned loudly. “Look, she likes it!” Emily said.

“You can see some of her milk,” Jimmy noted as what was left of the milk in her tits flowed down the tubes. In a few seconds Joy was blissfully unaware of anything going on around her as the suction on her clit pulled one orgasm after another out of her.

“Look at her,” one of Emily’s friends said in awe as Joy’s body spasmed uncontrollably and her open eyes stared unseeing. Her head rolled around and drool slid out of her mouth as she experienced orgasm after orgasm. “What do we do now?” the girl asked.

“Anything we want,” Emily answered walking over to a rack full of whips, floggers, and canes. She grabbed a thin cane and swished it in the air before walking back over to Joy. She testingly struck the older woman across the top of her thighs to see how the slave would react. Joy didn’t give any indication of noticing it so Emily swung again much harder. A large angry welt appeared but still Joy didn’t react.

“That must hurt,” Jimmy said a little alarmed.

“Naw, she didn’t even notice it,” Emily told him as she pulled her arm back for another swing. She hit Joy straight across the ass leaving another red welt. All the kids started to giggle as Emily let loose and started swinging freely at Joy. One of the other girls went over to the rack and came back with a flogger and she and Emily started taking turns swinging at Joy's ass.

After a couple of minutes the two girl’s arms started to get tired so they handed the instruments over to Jimmy and the other girl. They swung just as freely and by the time they were done Joy’s ass and thighs were a mass of welts some of which were slowly oozing blood. “Did she even notice?” Jimmy asked.

Didn’t look like it,” Emily answered. “But look at her pussy. All your stuff has run out and it’s wetter than ever!” All four teens took a close look at Joy’s pussy.

Look, it’s quivering,” one of the girls said. Every time Joy shuddered through an orgasm her pussy lips quivered and the hole nestled between them opened up. Emily reached out tentatively and probed Joy’s pussy with her fingers. It was extremely wet and still dripping fluid that was clearer than Jimmy’s cum. Her finger found the hole and slipped inside.

“I can feel her pulse,” Emily said amazed. “And her pussy tightens the same time her butt does.” All four of them could see the muscles in Joy’s ass clench and unclench with her orgasms. Jimmy already knew what Emily was saying. He’d already felt Joy’s pussy gripping his cock as she came. Emily wiggled her finger around in Joy’s sloppy cunt and then inserted a second marveling at how easily it stretched to accept another one. She slipped in a third; it was tight but not painfully so. Her pinky just slid in as she jogged her fingers against Joy’s stretched hole and she toyed around with parting them.

It felt like Joy’s pussy could still fit more so she tucked her thumb in tight and with a slight push her whole hand was inside. “Woah!” Jimmy exclaimed as he watched Emily’s hand disappear amazed that she could fit it inside when Joy’s pussy had felt so tight around his skinny teen cock. Emily kept pushing her hand in until it just wouldn’t go any further. She was surprised when she looked down and found her arm swallowed all the way passed her elbow. “Cool,” Jimmy said simply when he saw that she stopped.

Emily started moving her arm in and out just a few inches in a simulation of what she had witnessed Jimmy doing with his dick. The effect on Joy was immediate. She couldn’t stop from moaning and cumming over and over as the young girl’s arm thrust in and out of her hole. “I can feel her squeezing my arm,” an excited Emily told her friends. “Every time that pump squeezes her nub she squeezes my arm.”

“Aren’t you afraid of getting Jimmy’s stuff all over your hand?” one of the other girls finally found the voice to ask.

“No,” Emily replied. “You should feel her. She’s so wet anyway my arm is getting coated with way more of her own slime than Jimmy’s stuff.” The small portion of her arm that was exposed every time she pulled back was glistening with Joy’s secretions and her friends looked on with awe and little bit of disgust as Emily fist-fucked Joy. Joy was soon unconscious, lost in her continual orgasms as her pussy spasmed unendingly around the little girl’s arm. It was hard work for Emily and after a few minutes she was huffing and puffing as her shoulder started to burn from the exertion.

Unable to continue, Emily pulled her arm out with a loud wet sucking sound and turned to her friends. “Who’s next?” she queried smiling brightly. Her three companions hesitated. “Come on,” she complained, “it’s fun! You can even feel her heart beating.”

“I don’t even think she’s awake anymore,” one of the girls said stepping forward. “She’s not making any noise. Is she hurt?”

“She’s fine,” Emily answered smacking Joy wetly on the rump with the hand that had recently been inside her. “My uncle said she gets like this when she comes a lot.” The girl who had stepped forward tentatively reached a hand out and started probing Joy’s cunt with her fingers. Finding Joy’s pussy much the same as her own when she diddled herself she gained a bit of courage and slowly started pushing her own arm in.

“It’s so wet…and warm!” the girl exclaimed. She was a little smaller than Emily and as Joy tensed as she came over and over it was if her pussy was actually trying to pull her arm in. The young girl’s arm was quickly swallowed inside up to her bicep. The girl mimicked Emily and fucked Joy with about six inches of her arm. “I can feel her pulse! And every time she, you know, cums!” the girl exclaimed in wonder. “This is so cool!” Now that another one of the young teens confirmed that it was more exciting than gross the other two relaxed and got excited for their turn.

Joy was completely unaware of what the four teens were doing to here as she lie there on the table drooling from her open mouth lost in a sea of continual orgasms. The pumping machine whirred in the background, her whole body tensing and relaxing in time with its sucking. She had no idea that they were taking turns fucking her with their hands and arms, smacking her exposed ass when they felt like it, and pinching the dripping lips of her pussy to see if they could get a reaction from assaulting her sensitive flesh.

Joy never stirred or made any noise other than a constant low moan as the pump worked her tits and clit. Eventually watching the girls abuse Joy’s pussy had Jimmy’s cock tenting his pants again and the next time her hole was free he asked the girls to stand back while he worked his zipper down. He sunk into her sloppy gaping pussy all the way to the balls on the first thrust. She was much looser but still snug. Jimmy was able to last a little longer than the first time and fucked her with a bit more confidence. But being a young teen it was over before he wanted it to end and he cried out in pleasure as his cock jetted its second load up Joy’s receptive pussy.

The girls marveled as Jimmy’s cum slowly rolled out of Joy’s gaping cunt and plopped on the floor between her spread legs. Emily bravely caught some of her friend’s stuff on her finger as it oozed out and rubbed it between her fingers enjoying how slippery it felt. She took her now slipper finger and probed Joy’s exposed anus. It was a little difficult at first but finally the tight hole yielded to the invading finger.

“Eeewww,” one of the other girls complained, “that’s gross! You stuck your finger in her butt!”

“So?” Emily said with a shrug as she continued to thrust her finger in and out of the much tighter hole. “Jimmy, next time your thingy gets hard you really gotta try this hole,” Emily told her friend. “It’s so much tighter.”

“But that’s where she poops,” Jimmy protested.

Emily sighed and rolled her eyes. “So? She pees out of the other hole. You’ll like this one much better; it’s way tighter. Besides, I want to see if I can get my arm up this one and it will be easier if it’s full of some of your stuff.”

Jimmy remained skeptical but agreed with Emily since it was her birthday. After cumming twice and having three girls looking at him expectantly, however, had his cock remaining limp while Emily kept sawing her finger in and out of Joy’s butthole. Finally, an exasperated Emily stomped her foot at him. “What’s taking so long?” she asked in frustration.

“You guys are staring at me!” he retorted. “You’re making me nervous.”

“I heard my big brother talking to one of his friends about how some girl put his thingy in her mouth to get him hard,” the blonde girl, Suzy, said. “Maybe that will work.”

“Do it,” Emily said sending Jimmy’s heart pumping wildly. He’d always had a crush on little Suzy but never said anything not even to Emily.

“What…me?!!” the small blonde girl asked.

“Yeah, why not?” Emily replied.

“Because it’s gross…and it’s been inside her…,” Suzy protested pointing at Joy’s gaping pussy.

“So what? You know you like Jimmy. And want to have his babies,” Emily shot back.

“I do not,” Suzy denied. But her face turned scarlet in embarrassment.

“Do to. You’re always writing about him in your diary.”

Suzy didn’t respond but her face continued to deepen in color as she stood there trying to think of something to say. When nothing came to mind she sighed heavily, turned to face Jimmy, and wordlessly dropped to her knees in front of him. She stared up at him and arched her eyebrows questioningly as he just stood there with a stupefied expression on his face. “Well?” she finally said.

Jimmy quickly undid his pants and exposed his penis, still mostly flaccid but starting to stiffen now that his dream girl was kneeling in front of him. Suzy’s eyes went from Jimmy’s face to his skinny penis inches away from her face. She thought it looked cute even though it was a little red from being in the slut’s pussy. The thought made her squeamish but she knew Jimmy would enjoy having it in her mouth and she really wanted him to like her. She suddenly opened her mouth engulfing his member and closed her eyes. It felt strange having his spongy flesh inside her mouth but it immediately started stiffen and grow.

Jimmy was in heaven. His eyes rolled back and he gasped loudly as Suzy’s warm wet mouth swallowed his penis. He immediately felt that familiar churning in his balls. He held it back knowing that Emily wanted him to save it for Joy’s ass. But he knew there was no way he was going to last very long in Suzy’s mouth especially with the way she was using her tongue all around the head of his tool.

Reluctantly, his pulled his now hard rod out of her mouth. Suzy looked up at him again, panting a little. “Did I do it right?” she asked. Jimmy didn’t answer but offered his hand to help her to her feet. Once she was standing he didn’t let go and the two of them walked over together to the unconscious Joy’s backside. Emily pulled her finger from Joy’s ass and moved out of their way.

Joy’s asshole was a little open from Emily’s finger so when Jimmy pushed against the hole with his spit coated penis it slipped right in. He put one arm around Suzy and held her close while he thrust in and out of Joy’s rectum almost as if they were fucking her together. Suzy watched his cock piston in and out of the slut’s hole and wondered, “Is Jimmy my boyfriend now?” She felt a little jealous that he had his penis inside someone else but at the same time it excited her a lot. She looked at the welts from the beating they’d given Joy earlier and on impulse smacked one with an open hand on Jimmy’s outstroke. She liked how Joy’s flesh felt under her hand and began spanking her at every opening she got.

Jimmy lasted quite a bit longer this time and by the time he was groaning and filling Joy’s colon with a load of his goo her ass was a nice deep shade of red from Suzy’s spankings. His cock jerked hard inside her tight hole and it bathed the entire passage. He was dizzy and lightheaded and when he stepped back he almost stumbled and fell. He probably would have if Suzy hadn’t have been holding him so tightly. She helped him move away from Joy and continued to hold him up while he caught his breath.

Emily’s attention remained on Joy and her now cum slicked asshole. “Help me spread her ass cheeks,” she told her other friend, Jenna. Jenna spread one reddened cheek wide while Emily pushed the other and probed the puckered hole in between with a finger. It slipped in easily now so she tested with another. It was harder but she managed. She moved them in and out and spread them apart to help stretch the tight hole. “It’s a shame Jimmy’s dick isn’t wider,” she thought.

Eventually she worked a third finger in and then a fourth. It took several more minutes to get her thumb and palm passed Joy’s tight sphincter but Emily was determined. She was sure that if Joy had been aware of what was going on the slut would have been screaming. Once she got passed her palm, Joy’s ass sucked the rest in easily and soon Emily was fucking her ass with her arm the same way she’d done her pussy.

“Put your arm up her pussy,” she said to Jenna. It was tight with one hand up the slut’s ass but Jenna managed it and soon both teens her fucking her with their arms. “We can almost shake hands,” Emily laughed feeling her friend’s hand through the walls of Joy’s vagina and colon. The two did this for several minutes thrusting their arms in and out of Joy’s orifices faster and faster as if they were racing while Joy lie there unaware of the abuse her body was receiving.

When they finally tired of their game they pulled their arms out with audible “plops” and finally turned their attention to their other two friends. Emily and Jenna were surprised to find Suzy and Jimmy doing it missionary style on the floor. They had been so engrossed in fisting Joy’s slutty holes that they had missed their blonde friend losing her virginity. “What the fuck!” exclaimed Emily. “You two need to find someplace private to do that!”

“What? How is this any different than what we were doing to your uncle’s slut?” Jimmy asked pausing mid-stroke on top of Suzy.

“We are fucking my uncle’s slave,” Emily said, emphasizing the word “fucking”. “You two are making love…on the floor…of my uncle’s dungeon. Get…a…room.”

Jimmy reluctantly hauled himself off of Suzy and the two of them started doing up their clothing. “Come on let’s get out of here,” Emily said once their clothes were all straightened out. “I’m done with the slut for now.” The four of them left, leaving Joy hooked up to the pump, still orgasming over and over, with her holes gaping and quivering.

Joy woke up later in a bed. She was disoriented at first, unsure of where she was. It wasn’t her Master’s bed and it took her almost a minute to recognize one of the guest rooms. Her butt and thighs burned, and her pussy and ass ached in a way that had her wanting them to be filled. She pulled the sheets back and rolled to her side so she could peer at her backside. Her ass and thighs were covered in welts, some of which had bled and scabbed over. There was a little blood on the sheets which she surmised was the reason her Master had placed her in this room instead of his own.

Despite being tired she sat up in the bed and searched the top of the nightstand for a note from her Master. She didn’t find any instructions but knew she should be ready for anything so she got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower. The water felt soothing on her front but burned on her back.

After the shower she headed to the kitchen. As soon as she opened the bedroom door she could smell food and as she descended the stairs she heard her the familiar clinking of dishes signifying her Master was cooking. She took a seat in one of the stools at the kitchen island letting the legs scrape slightly on the tiled floor to make sure her Master was aware of her presence. He was at the stove with his back to her cooking eggs and bacon. He had on a robe which wasn’t odd since he was cooking but most mornings he remained as naked as her until her after he showered. A few minutes later he had prepared two plates with eggs, bacon, toast, and an assortment of fruit. He placed one in front of Joy and her stomach grumbled. Until that moment she hadn’t realized how hungry she had been.

Joy ate slowly, savoring each bite of food. Her Master stood on the other side of the island, eating his own food and sipping on a cup of coffee while carefully watching every bite she took. He finished long before she did and remained there waiting patiently for her to finish. When Joy finished she went over to the sink to rinse her plate. As she reached for the spigot her Master was suddenly behind her with his hand pushing on her back. She went where he directed, bending over so that her heavy tits were hanging down in the sink right above her dirty plate.

He parted her legs a bit more with his foot and wrapped one hand tightly in her hair. A second later his thick cock was running up her pussy. It was just what Joy needed. She loved having her Master’s cock in her; it rubbed her clit just right when it thrusting in and out of her. And he always treated her rough. The fronts of her thighs were banging against the edge of the counter with every one of her Master’s thrusts biting into her soft flesh. The hard muscles of his legs and stomach crashed into her welt covered bottom and thighs.

She cried out in pain and pleasure. After only a few thrusts Joy was cumming on his thrusting dick. Her Master kept slamming his meat into her as her body pulsed and tensed. She lost track for a few seconds as her orgasm swept over her. As it subsided she became aware of her body again. Her tits felt heavy as they swung freely over the sink. Her nipples felt wet and she realized her milk had leaked when she came. She looked down into the sink and saw drops of milk on her plate and more hanging from her nipples threatening to fall from the force of her Master’s powerful thrusts.

Suddenly her Master pulled all the way out of her pussy and without missing a beat his cock was thickly thrusting through her aching rectum. She cried out in pain and pleasure as he raped her ass just as hard as he’d fucked her pussy. He plunged his cock in mercilessly over and over as he held her hair tightly with one hand and his other hand on her shoulder near her throat squeezing hard and choking her air off a little bit. Joy could feel another orgasm building quickly and a few moments later she was crying out again as her Master used her abused body. He wasn’t far behind her and bellowed loudly in satisfaction as he filled her ass with a large pent up load of cum.

He rested for a few seconds with his cock buried inside her twitching every so often as it slowly shrunk. When he pulled out, Joy held her sphincter tight so she didn’t spill any of his cum on the kitchen floor. “I’m going to shower and dress,” he said giving her ass a hard smack. “A business associate is coming by later. Stay active for now. Clean the kitchen.”

“Yes, Master,” Joy said obediently. It was their usual routine, at least what it had been until he’d started milking her in the dungeon. Her Master liked to prepare breakfast and she cleaned up after. Since he told her to clean the kitchen she did that before anything else, holding his cum in her ass the entire time. Afterwards, she went to the bathroom and let his cum drip down into the toilet. Sometimes she saved her Master’s loads but she knew she already had plenty in the freezer. She loved the taste of it and would often pull it out to defrost to eat as a snack. She couldn’t resist catching some of it on her finger as it leaked out of her butt hole and bringing it to her mouth.

She noticed the house wasn’t as clean as usual. Her Master wasn’t messy but he didn’t clean as fastidiously as she did so she started cleaning in the living room. When he came down he was dressed casually which she thought strange if a business associate was coming over. As she cleaned she noticed her tits becoming heavier and uncomfortable. More and more milk leaked from her nipples and her tits became hard and engorged.

Her Master walked over to her eyeing her tits as he came. She kept dusting while he felt her tits. She thought he might nurse from them but he didn’t; he just seemed to want to verify that they were full. About a half hour later she was tidying the master bedroom when the doorbell rang. “Joy, answer the door,” she heard her Master’s voice call out from downstairs.

Joy paused. She was naked and her Master knew that; he hadn’t instructed her to get dressed. She went down the stairs and found her Master by the door waiting for her to open it. She looked at him with a puzzled expression but didn’t question him. She checked her tits before she opened the door and each nipple had a droplet of milk forming. There was nothing she could do about it now.

As she reached for the doorknob her Master stood directly behind her. Joy opened the door and found an older man of just above average height wearing a red flannel shirt tucked into a pair of faded blue jeans around a large hanging potbelly. A pair of small spectacles rested on the tip of his nose looking even tinier on his wider than normal bald head.

“Duncan,” her Master greeted the man reaching around Joy who stood there naked in the open door. “Please, come in.”

“Thank you. Thank you,” Duncan said quickly shaking her Master’s hand as he looked Joy up and down appraisingly. Joy moved out of the way to allow the man in and her Master led him to the living room leaving Joy to close the door and follow.

They were both already seated when Joy joined them in the living room. The old man was on the couch and her Master was in an armchair. She stood by her Master and waited patiently. Duncan had showed no surprise when she opened the door naked so he obviously knew she was a slave.

“So, is this the heifer?” Duncan asked eyeing her up and down again.

“Yes,” her Master answered simply as he put a hand on Joy’s ass.

“Do you mind?” Duncan asked motioning towards Joy.

“Not at all,” her Master responded. “Joy, display,” he commanded her.

Joy stepped into the middle of the living room and clasped her hands behind her head, her chest thrust forward, and her feet shoulder length apart just how her Master liked. Duncan struggled a bit getting up off the couch but finally managed it and walked over to her. He walked around her once without touching her then stopped when he reached her front again and felt her milk filled tits. “Nice. Very nice!” he complimented Joy’s Master. “How much milk is she producing?”

“About 1400 mL a day,” her Master answered.

“That’s impressive,” Duncan said appreciatively. “She looks really healthy. You’ve taken excellent care of her.” The old man reached up and lifted Joy’s upper lip and inspected her teeth and gums. “Really good care.” He ran a finger over one of her nipples and captured some of her milk. He brought it up to his mouth and tasted it. “Excellent! Very sweet.”

“Thank you,” her Master said proudly. “You’re interested then?”

“Yes, very,” he said leering at Joy’s tits over his spectacles. “I’m sure we can come up with a fair price.” Joy’s stomach suddenly filled with butterflies. She loved her life with her Master and was scared to belong to anyone else. Her eyes became damp and her breathing increased but she tried to remain under control. “May I see you milking operation?” Duncan asked.

“Certainly,” her Master answered standing. Her Master ordered Joy to lead the way and the three of them went down to the dungeon.

Duncan inspected first the table and then the pump. “Very sanitary,” he said impressed. “Can we strap her down? I’d like to see her milk flow.”

Her Master commanded her to get on the table and he strapped her in. Then the two men together placed the suction on her nipples and her clit before turning on the pump. Relief flooded through Joy as she had an immediate let down of her milk lessening the immense pressure in her tits. The suction on her clit was going to send her into orgasm quickly but she wanted to stay aware to hear the rest of her Master’s conversation with Duncan.

“This is great,” Duncan said kneeling down and gently squeezing one of her round fat globes. “And the clit pump keeps her in a state of continual orgasm? I’ve always found that to produce the sweetest milk. You said you plan on decreasing her pumping time?” he asked. Joy’s clit was on fire from the pump and the old man’s fingers sinking into her milk filled tit. But she pushed it down, fought to remain present in her own body.

“Yes,” her Master answered. “The truth is I miss having her upstairs with me. I enjoy seeing her walking around the house naked, having her available whenever I feel the urge to use her,” he explained as he rubbed her back and shoulders affectionately. “I started pumping her tits because I thought it would be fun to suck from her on occasion. But she started producing so much that I kept her down here.” Her Master started rubbing lower on her back which wasn’t helping Joy stave off her orgasm. She loved her Master’s touch and it was driving her crazy.

Duncan nodded in understanding. “I was going to offer a price for the heifer, but I can see from the look in your eye that you won’t part with her.”

“Not for anything in this world,” her Master replied happily. “Joy and I are going to be together for the rest of our lives.” Joy suddenly exploded in orgasm as her Master spoke; it was so powerful her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she started to drool out of her open mouth. She knew the next one would drive her into unconsciousness.

But the whirring of the pump stopped and the suction on her tits and clit ended. “I plan on pumping her down here for a couple hours a day but most of the time she’ll be upstairs from now on, pumping and masturbating when she gets full. I need her with me.”

“Have you considered breeding her?” Duncan asked as her Master started unstrapping her. “I know my cows, both human and bovine, produce more milk than the heifers.”

“I’ve thought about it,” her Master answered. This was news to Joy. “But I like the life we have now. Maybe in the future.”

“Fair enough,” Duncan answered. “You said you have a surplus you’re willing to sell now?”

“Yes. In a freezer in the garage. Joy, lead the way.”

The two men followed Joy to the garage where there was a large freezer that Joy had never seen before. It looked new. Her Master must have purchased it while she was in the dungeon. He opened it and Joy and Duncan saw bags and bags full of frozen breast milk. “I began by donating it,” he said, “but there was so much of it I decided selling it might be a better option.”

“How many milliliters do you have in here?” Duncan asked.

“About twenty thousand.” Duncan whistled appreciatively. “Why don’t we have some lunch and talk numbers,” her Master suggested.

Joy led them to the kitchen where her Master instructed her to pull out an assortment of small sandwiches and raw vegetables out of the fridge. He offered Duncan a seat at the island and ordered Joy to sit next to him. “Well, Duncan, would you like a beer or…?” he said motioning towards Joy’s milk filled tits.

Duncan’s face lit up with a smile. “I’ve always enjoyed milk with sandwiches,” he said leaning down to Joy’s nearest tit. His mouth clamped on one of her nipples and he used one hand to help start the flow. His other hand snaked down between her thighs which Joy automatically opened to grant him access to her pussy. Duncan sucked on her nipple like he was drinking a thick milkshake through a straw. He took two hard pulls and then released her nipple while smacking his lips in appreciation and reaching for one of the sandwiches. He kept his one hand between Joy’s thighs circling a fat finger above her clit causing Joy to squirm in her seat.

“I can offer you $1.50 per mL,” Duncan said to her Master.

“$2.00,” her Master countered a little sternly. But Joy knew her Master well enough to know that he was not truly angry; he was just using his ‘command’ voice. Duncan bent his head down and drew from Joy’s other tit causing her to gasp and squirm in her seat.

“1.75,” Duncan said after a few seconds. “Remember, I’m taking care of the transport.”

Her Master grinned and stuck out his hand. “Deal,” he said as he and Duncan shook on it. Duncan turned back to Joy and nursed from first one tit and then the other before finishing a sandwich. His finger never left her clit but kept circling above it driving Joy crazy. Her pussy was dripping all over the chair until she could feel a substantial puddle growing underneath her and she felt an orgasm approaching.

Every time Duncan’s lips tightened around one of her nipples bolts of electricity shot straight down to where his finger was teasing her clit. She was maddeningly close when he released a nipple to take a few bites of a sandwich. Her Master was watching her squirm with an amused look on his face but Duncan seemed to ignore how close she was. He was using her for his own pleasure and that’s just how Joy liked it. Then his lips were back and Joy threw her head back. The noises that escaped her throat were otherworldly as her pussy seemed to explode. She was vaguely aware of Duncan making appreciative noises as he continued to drain her tit. “Now that is sweet!” he exclaimed when he finally let it go.

Joy sat in her puddle panting as she slowly recovered. Duncan kept his hand between her thighs but his finger was now still. Joy’s eyes focused on her Master who was still watching her. “He took care of you,” he told her, “now you need to take care of him.”

She understood, and still breathing hard, slunk out of the chair to her knees in front of Duncan. She undid his pants and then fished his cock out. It was short, it didn’t even stick out beyond his large belly, but very thick and veiny. She had to bend down low, easy for her because she was so short, to take it into her mouth. Duncan let out an exaggerated groan and put a hand on the back of her head.

Joy figured it must have been a long time since Duncan had received a blowjob because he could hardly sit still. Joy, on the other hand, gave blowjobs regularly and considered herself an expert. She twirled her tongue around the spongy head of his cock while slobbering along its length. Duncan came quickly, filling her mouth with a thick load of healthy sperm which she swallowed eagerly.

“Ooohhh! That’s wonderful,” he gasped as his cock twitched the last few spurts into her mouth. After that, her Master and Duncan sat around eating and finishing some more sandwiches while the latter lazily played with her well drained tits and pussy.

After the old man left, her Master showed her the new pump he’d bought and explained to her how she was supposed to milk herself whenever she felt full. “You’ll still be pumped in the dungeon four to five hours every morning, but after that you’ll need to take care of it on your own.” He showed her how she could hook another cup to her clit so she could pump that as well. “But if you do that, you’ll have to set a timer so it turns off by itself.” He showed her the controls for that as well.

“We have dinner reservations tonight at 7:00,” he told her. “Finish cleaning the house, it really needs it, and make sure you’re ready to go at 6:30. I’ll put some clothes out for you.”

“Yes, Master,” Joy said obediently.

She went back to the master bedroom and finished cleaning there. It took her quite a long time since it had been so long. She made her way cleaning through the house for a couple of hours. When there was about an hour before she had to be ready she stopped and took a shower in the master bathroom. All of her things were in there, mostly because her Master liked to fuck her right after she showered. After doing her hair and makeup she went naked into the bedroom and saw the dress her Master had pulled out for her; her favorite Dolce & Gabbana. It was so diaphanous you could almost see everything through it. A pair of heeled boots was on the floor near the dress that buckled and locked at the top so she couldn't remove them unless her Master unlocked them. Her Master hadn't set out any undergarments for her so she went without.

She was going to take the new pump with them, she was already feeling half full, but her Master instructed her to leave it behind. Joy could tell from his tone that he had something in mind and a specific reason for her not to pump while they were out.

The restaurant he took her to was one of her favorites and Joy knew it was very expensive. Her Master ordered her favorite meal for her and they shared a couple bottles of wine. For Joy it was a very romantic evening but that wasn’t what excited her the most. Their waiter kept staring down her cleavage at her milk filled tits. She knew that the restaurant was too dark for anyone to see through her dress but the young man definitely tried. Her Master noticed and adjusted one of the straps of her dress so that her nipple was completely exposed and told her to leave it. The waiter was even more attentive after that and never once let her know that she was on display. If it had been a less upscale restaurant Joy was certain that her Master would have pulled the top of her dress completely down and let everyone have a look, but that would have gotten them kicked out.

Toward the end of their meal, the pressure in Joy’s tits had increased so much that she could feel her milk start to leak. Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, much less a nursing bra, a wet spot started to appear from her one covered nipple. As soon as her Master saw it he re-covered the other one to start another wet spot. Joy felt the stares of everyone in the restaurant although consciously she knew that not everyone was looking at her. The waiter certainly was though and he apparently must have told others on the wait staff because they were constantly passing their table even when it wasn’t on the way to whichever table they were headed. One girl could barely contain a giggle as she saw the growing wet spots on the front of Joy’s dress.

The restaurant was near a large park. During the day it was the playground of children, dog walkers, and joggers; at night the woods surrounding the park were taken over by homeless who had nowhere else to sleep so Joy was very surprised when her Master told her they were going for a walk after they had finished their meal. Joy had a small bag with her leftovers but nothing else and her Master had retrieved a backpack from the car before they started out. It was difficult walking in her heels as soon as they left the paved walk of the main park and started on one of the dirt trails. After they walked about a hundred yards into the woods her Master stopped and ordered her to remove her dress.

Joy was happy to take it off; the wet spots were chafing her nipples uncomfortably. Her Master held her leftovers while she stripped and then took her dress from her as soon as she had it off. Joy shivered, partly from excitement and partly from a cold breeze. They walked further for several more minutes. A man with a headlamp out for a night run jogged by and stared at Joy the entire time, the bright center of his light fixed on her milk filled tits.

After several minutes her Master took them off the trail a little. Joy could tell he was looking for something and they walked around for about a minute before he found what he was looking for, a tree. He turned the flashlight mode on his phone on and handed it to Joy. “Point this at your chest,” he commanded. Joy obeyed and he produced a marker from the backpack. Joy looked down while he wrote on her chest. ‘FREE MILK’ was written clearly starting at one tit and crossing over to the other with an arrow pointing at each nipple. Joy thought that would be it but then he wrote, ‘FREE HOLES FOR USE’, below her tits with arrows pointing to her mouth, pussy, and in the direction of her ass.

Her Master took the phone from her and stepped back to inspect his work while she turned in a circle slowly. Satisfied, he then pulled out some rope from the bag and tied it around the tree and then around her wrists. The knot around the tree was on the opposite side and the tree so large around that she couldn’t get to it even though the length of rope between her wrists and the tree was long enough that she could sit or stand. She wouldn’t have untied it anyway but the fact that she couldn’t added to the excitement.

He packed everything else, including her leftovers in the backpack and picked it back up. “I’ll be back in a bit,” he told her. “I don’t want you to saw a word,” he said. “No crying out to anyone walking by, no begging to be let out, nothing. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” Joy answered. She watched him leave as she stood there naked except for her high heeled boots. She could see the trail and knew she was visible from the trail should anyone look. She could also hear some noises not too far away that sounded like people preparing food and eating; probably some of the homeless. She wondered if anyone would find her. If anyone were jogging, like the other man they saw earlier, they’d have to turn her direction to see anything more than a shadow.

Just as she was thinking this she heard the soft footfalls of a lone person walking along the trail. For several moments she couldn’t make anything out other than a growing light. When the person’s body finally came into view she was certain it was a man but that’s all she could tell. He was walking, not jogging, and looking all around. Joy could feel excitement growing in her stomach as the light on his forehead swept back and forth along the trail and surrounding wood growing closer and closer.

When the light fell on her Joy had to squint her eyes against the sudden brightness. The man paused and gasped and then started running towards her. “Are you all right!” he called out. “Do you need…help.” The last word died on his lips as the light focused on the words written on her body. Joy suddenly felt self-conscious as it was quite evident where the man was looking because of the light attached to his forehead as his eyes roamed up and down her body. His gaze kept stopping on her milk filled tits.

Now that he was closer Joy could tell that he was older but in great shape; at least he was very thin. He was probably the kind of guy that walked nightly for exercise. He just stood there for what seemed to Joy like an eternity looking her up and down. Joy never spoke or answered his questions; she tried to remain impassive as he inspected her and occasionally looked around to see if there was anyone else about. He finally came to a decision and switched his headlamp off.

Joy couldn’t see with the sudden absence of light that had been shining right in her face but then his hands were on her shoulders pushing her down to her knees. The soft rustling of clothes filled her ears and then the soft spongy head of his stiffening cock was pressing against her lips. Joy eagerly opened her mouth and sucked him in taking his cock down to the balls. He had an average sized cock, maybe a little thin like the man himself.

She sucked and slobbered all over him. Drool was running down her chin and his balls as she easily throated him over and over. The man sighed loudly in contentment and she felt his cock start to pulse in a very familiar way. Before he exploded he suddenly pulled out and Joy held her mouth open expecting to have her face plastered in warm delicious cum. Instead he jerked her to her feet, spun her around, and slammed into her from behind. He pumped her pussy fast and hard for a few strokes and then gasped as his dick throbbed inside her warm wet cunt. He coated her insides with a thick layer of cum.

After he pulled out, he turned her back around and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked for a few seconds filling his thirsty mouth with her milk before releasing her and swallowing loudly. Wordlessly he straightened his clothing and walked away leaving her standing there with his cum cooling on the inside of her thighs.

She wasn’t alone for long though. Soon after he left another light started approaching sweeping swiftly from left to right. As it got closer Joy could tell this light was from a phone and its owner was definitely looking for something. As the light fell on her it stopped and the person holding it quickly marched over to her. As he got closer Joy recognized the uniform the wait staff had been wearing at the restaurant. It was the young man who had waited on them and stared at her exposed nipple all evening. Joy knew her Master must have told him she was out here.

When he reached her his phone roamed over her body in a way that made Joy sure he was filming her. That was confirmed a few moments later when he took some photos. “God damn,” he finally said after taking a few pictures, “I just knew you were a slut.” He bent down and drew some milk into his mouth from one of her engorged nipples causing Joy to moan. His hand went to her wet cum soaked pussy to explore finding her thighs already coated. “Someone’s already had you,” he commented sounding a little disappointed.

The young man sighed, turned her around, and bent her at the waist. She heard his zipper and then felt the rubbery tip of his cock probing between her butt cheeks. When it found the elastic skin of her anus he started to push his dick forward trying to gain entry. Her ass and his cock were dry though so it was taking some effort. His cock slipped down and actually slipped into her slick cunt. He left it there for a second as if considering and then pulled it out and tried her anus again. This time, with his cock coated with slimy cum, he was able to slide into her asshole with some effort. Both of them gasped at the suddenness of his intrusion and he paused for a moment with the just the head lodged in her tight gripping hole before sliding the rest of his length up her shitter.

The young waiter didn’t give her any time to adjust; he immediately began roughly sliding his cock in and out of her tightly gripping asshole. Joy breathed heavily as his dick swept up and back and his heavy balls swung below banging into her clit when he bottomed out inside her. The young man grunted noisily as he raped her ass and Joy couldn’t help but let out loud noises of her own.

Her tits, heavy with milk, wobbled underneath her with each and every thrust. Both her nipples were hard and aching, begging for a mouth. Milk leaked from both and fell to the earth with every jerk of her petite body. It felt as if gravity was pulling the milk from her tits; it was if their weight held her down in her bent over position. She actually felt like a cow, like nothing more than a milk producing heifer to provide milk and holes to whoever wanted to use her. The thought made her cum and she was screaming out loud as her sphincter squeezed the waiter’s bludgeoning dick in a death grip. The young man quickly followed suit emptying the load that had been growing in his groin from the moment she walked into the restaurant earlier that evening.

The young man didn’t stick around and a few seconds after he was finished unceremoniously pulled his cock out of her and let her fall to the ground. He zipped up and left right after that. Joy was only alone for a few moments, however. Her screams had drawn the curiosity of the homeless living in the woods and two of them quickly came to investigate.

Joy smelled them before she heard or saw them; a mixture of stale sweat, urine, alcohol, and rotting food assaulted her nose. They approached quietly and without light and before she even fully realized what was happening they had untied the rope from around the tree and were pulling her to her feet to lead her back to their encampment with her hands still tied.

“Lookee what we found!” one of the two men said loudly when they reached the homeless encampment. There was light from a small fire pit and a few lanterns here and there. An older woman, half her face smudged with ash or dirt approached. She smelled better than the two men but barely.

“Free Milk,” the old woman read Joy’s chest slowly. Joy saw her gaze shift down to the other words down lower and the old woman let out a low chuckle. “Boys, get her down on her knees,” the old woman said to the two men. And then louder to the entire encampment, “Get the young’uns over here! We got some milk for them!”

The encampment began to bustle with activity as old and young alike came over to gawk at Joy. She kept her gaze down as everyone approached feeling a little uncomfortable especially with all the children but highly aroused at the same time. As she was forced down to her knees she caught a couple of snickers from the crowd. The old woman had the youngest kids get in a line in front of her; she heard one man start to argue but the old woman silenced him quickly and said if the kids left any the adults could have some. It was quickly apparent who ran the camp.

“Can we at least use her mouth while the kids get their milk?” the man asked defeated.

“That’s what it says on her stomach doesn’t it?” the old woman asked rhetorically. A less orderly line started to form at Joy’s side after that as the men and some of the women rushed over to use her mouth. As the first child, who couldn’t have been more than four, took her nipple into his mouth and started sucking, the first man turned her head to the side and slid his dirty smelly dick into her mouth.

As the children fed on her tits, Joy fed on the cocks and cunts of the adults. They were all dirty and unwashed; the children tended to bite her tender nipples, the men pushed their cocks to the back of her throat making it feel raw, and the women, perhaps jealous of her beautiful clean body, liked to spit in her face after they came on it. The small children eventually got their fill and wandered away to be replaced by older kids, some of whom after getting some milk got in line to use her mouth like the adults.

Joy’s tits were drained before the homeless were finished using her mouth. She was relieved that the pressure in her chest had finally abated. Since no one was feeding on her tits anymore a teenage girl pushed her onto her back and rode her face making Joy lick her pussy and ass. After that everyone wanted their ass licked and they had to be the dirtiest asses Joy had ever stuck her tongue up. Her pussy was leaking so much from excitement that her thighs were coated with her own juices.

After the kids went to sleep Joy was passed by the adults from tent to tent. She was raped in the mouth, pussy, and ass repeatedly by the men. The women enjoyed beating and fisting her. One young woman even managed to fit her entire small fist into Joy’s mouth. The homeless tired of using her after several hours and the old woman led a very sore and tired Joy away from the encampment and back towards the trail. She tied Joy to a different tree and Joy was completely visible from the trail, the park, parking lot, and adjoining road. She was too tired to care much and sat on the dirty ground waiting.

She fell asleep leaning against the tree and only woke up when she was being roughly pulled to her feet. It took her a few seconds for her to realize that it was a man, and judging by his attire he was out for his morning jog. Unspeaking, he helped her up, turned her around, bent her over, and rammed his hard prick up her still sore ass. The fuck didn’t last long, but it was hard and brutal just like Joy liked it. When he was finished he pulled out, shoved her back on the ground, and spat on her reminding Joy of how the homeless women had spit on her the night before.

Several cars drove by and most of them slowed down and honked. Before the park got too busy, her Master showed up and untied her. He made her walk back to the car naked in her high heels. There were some young teenage boys in the park skateboarding that were brave enough to whistle and call after her when they saw her. Her Master had her kneel on the back seat on his car with her ass pointing out the open door then invited the boys over to fuck her.

One by one the five boys fucked Joy in her slimy pussy. They were all young and inexperienced so none of them lasted long. The whole thing took less than a half hour. When they were all finished the boys thanked her Master and went back to skateboarding. When she was properly seated in the car Joy realized just how dirty and smelly she herself had become. She smelled a little like one of the homeless that had used her all night.

The morning rush hour was just starting and a lot of people saw her naked in the car as they were on the way to work. Joy looked at herself in one of the car’s vanity mirrors and was a little amazed at what she saw. Her makeup was a mess, dried spit and cum dotted her hair and face, and her neck and tits were covered in bruises. Her Master saw her examining herself and smiled. “It looks like you had a good night,” he commented.

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master,” Joy replied sincerely. He chuckled, patted her naked thigh, and left his hand there for the remainder of their drive home. Once at home, he ordered to take a shower and clean herself from head to toe. He was waiting for her when she was finished, sitting on the bed naked with his cock jutting up rigidly between this thighs.

“Lie down on your stomach,” he said quietly, patting the bed next to him. Joy obeyed and crawled onto the welcoming bed. Her Master rolled over on top of her and slipped his erection up her stretched and abused ass hole. He fucked in and out of her slowly in a familiar manner. He often did this when he wanted to be inside her but didn’t want to cum quickly. Sometimes they even fell asleep coupled this way.

“I’m tired so we’re going to nap for a while,” he breathed into her ear. He languidly fucked his cock in and out a few times. “I watched you, you know,” he said softly. “I love watching you fuck. I was there until those two homeless guys took you away.” He bit her shoulder softly and then was quiet. After a while he stopped moving altogether and Joy could tell he had fallen asleep. She soon followed him feeling warm and protected with her Master’s thick cock lodged securely up her ass and his arms wrapped tightly around her.

Meet the inspiration for this story and the beautiful model in the pictures, Su1Joy, and all of the other Galore girls at www.galore-group.com. You can follow her on Twitter @Su1Joy and Onlyfans https://www.onlyfans.com/suwanjoy. She has great pictures and videos and tells the sexiest stories if you get the chance to correspond with her!

Back to Story Index