3 comments/ 142018 views/ 26 favorites Human Cattle Ch. 01 By: dan57 A recent text on Literotica: The human cow auction from Thirsty73 that I recommend you to read reminded me of one of my old stories in French on a similar topic. Here is an English translation of Cheptel humain with just a little polishing. The next (completely new) chapters will introduce other partners, including Dan, Peter, Kyrhan in ch.3 and ultimately (ch.4) Kira some readers know already. ================== John, an important industrial executive from Sedan (east of France), fortyish and in top shape, had been driving his big 4 wheels drive on the roads of the Larzac plateau for more than one hour. On the seat next to him, his young niece, Virginia, just eighteen for a few days and in her blossoming virginal youth, was sitting half asleep. She had been pestering him to come to the cattle market of Saint Azul for two years. Every year, her uncle and aunt went there. A family decease had opportunely forced her aunt to attend the funerals. She had proposed her niece who lived with them since the death of her parents to accompany her husband. Virginia woke up when John stopped the car to open a barrier when he exited the asphalted road. - Uncle, we are already arrived at saint Azul? - No! It's still twenty kilometers afar. Saint Azul is an abandoned farm, ruined and distant from any village. Virginia resumed quietly her sleep. She barely opened her eyes when he stopped again to open other barriers every four or five kilometers. Finally, John woke her up by touching gently her knee. They had reached their destination. There were maybe fifty SUV, pick-up or small lorries aligned in a field with military like precision. Nearby, a large tent was most likely sheltering the famed cattle which had always been the center of discussion between John and Peter, Virginia's father who had died with his wife in a car crash, coming back from just that annual event. Further away, a group of small tents were clearly built for visitors. There were also a few shops selling cheese, milk, yoghurts, creams and various derived products. Other shop offered accessories for cows : wide leather collars with a bell attached, nose rings, chains and various kinds of hobbles. Virginia just noticed that all these items were designed for rather small animals, not for the animals she could see in the country near her home. When they arrived, a guard on duty asked for Virginia's papers but not for John's, another fact that puzzled her. They put their luggage in the tent they had been assigned. John parked his car with the other ones while Virginia opened their wallets. The young girl was a little bewildered to find only one bed, rather wide but still she would have to very closely hug her uncle. After all, she had so much insisted to accompany him she wouldn't complain about somewhat Spartan conditions. John came back to help her to finish organizing their bivouac for two or three days. It was nearly noon when they got out of the tent to show Virginia the fair. They first took a glass of fresh milk in a shop. The taste was very sweet but different from cow milk. Her uncle made Virginia sample several cheeses, which had also unusual tastes. Finally, they walked into the main hall. John smiled to Virginia as he opened the door. The girl entered and froze instantly when she discovered the show inside. As in common agricultural fairs, there were more or less tidy alleys lined with stalls. The ground there was covered with straw with drinking and feeding troughs. Cattle were attached to posts with metallic chains. Owners were taking extreme care of their cattle, with combs and scissors. The only unexpected point was that the cattle didn't include prize cows, bulls, stallions or mares but nearly two hundred nude women. Virginia, mesmerized, turned toward her uncle for explanations. Words seemed not to be able to come out of her mouth. John came to her rescue. - May I present you the cattle fair of Saint Azul, You pestered me for two years to come along. Now you can see why I wanted you to be an adult before! - But all these women! Why are they here with all their tack? They look like slaves of former times! - Something like that! In fact, this is a formal meeting of a very select club for people pretending to be prize cow owners and women agreeing to play along for one year or more. - But, where is their interest? - It varies with girls: some of them love to be pampered like animals, spending the whole afternoon in a meadow in the shade of a tree. Personally, I would get bored in a few days. Bur there's a bonus : when they enter into lactation, they have to be milked morning and evening. The process is so enjoyable that they may cum even when milked by an automatic machine. Afterwards, they just need it. - I always thought that women should have babies to produce milk! - That's a common mistake : with proper breast manipulations and much faster with hormonal treatment through shots directly in the breasts, even a virgin girl would enter into milk production. Her breasts would swell dramatically and reach their maximum production in a matter of months. - And how long does it continue? - As long as the girl is regularly milked. Milk production is followed carefully and it begins to drop, we may give her another shot unless the owner prefers her to be knocked up usually by a suitable paying stallion. In our specific language, we have her covered or bred. The enhancement of milk production through shots or by breeding gives about the same results. - But what if the girl is not milked? - Her breasts swell even more and hurt a lot. Postponing milking is often used as a punishment for disobedient cow girls. Then, girls' hands are manacled on their backs. They often try to relieve the stress by milking themselves by pushing their tits against a wall, a post or a barrier. They must be permanently surveyed. I'll show you. There are occasional demonstrations for those who are interested. - Oh, I would love to watch it! I'm so much excited! The visit began with a small pen occupied by a dozen girls, about as old as Virginia, freshly out of adolescence. They watched visitors with eyes both distraught and eager to attract glances. They wore scarves around their neck, either red or white. John put his elbows on the barrier and the girls gathered in front of him, pushing back their shoulders to make their young breasts jut out. - Look, Virginia, they are girls as old as you who propose themselves for sale for the first time. They are known as heifers. Those who are still virgins sport a white scarf and those who aren't wear a red scarf. Each one has been given hormonal shots and they will start producing milk in one or two months. Woman's milk is an expensive delicacy in our community. It may also be transformed into butter and cheese. - Oh! It's disgusting! - I would say it's delicious. You ate some this very morning! Girls are given a one year contract. A cow doesn't speak. We won't go as far as cutting their vocal cords as it was done sometimes many years ago. Nowadays, we just spray a gel on them. It dissolves in about one year, just in time for the girl to specify whether she wants to stop the experience and resume her role of a common young woman, just richer by ten or fifteen thousand euros or whether she wants to continue. In that case she is brought back here and offered on sale again. - Again for one year? - Not necessarily so! After the first year, she may decide if the contract she proposes will be for one, two or five years, but she is not allowed to choose who will purchase her, if she is auctioned. If the sale is by private agreement, it's different: she offers herself to someone at a given price. He may agree or decline but the price is usually much lower than during an auction! In the next pens, there were older women who paraded, led by men who could be their owners. A placard with the girl's photograph specified her daily milk production, the number of children she had had with their birth date. Virginia turned once more toward her uncle, asking him the reason of such precisions. - The contract includes the possibility of having the young cow covered once a year. Just know that it's not mandatory! - But how does the owner reach pay back? - He may sell the milk, cover the cow himself and sell the baby for a huge fee. It's forbidden in France but authorized in many other countries. Girls are delivered -- we prefer the word calved -- usually in England. It's most often sufficient to reach pay back. More over, at the end of the contract, the owner is entitled to receive ten per cent of the appreciation, if the cow has been well taken care of. For older cattle, only the sale of the milk allows to earn some money. - But what after? When a cow gets too old? - She can resume her normal life whenever she wants after the end of the current contract. That's how your mother married your father and myself your aunt Brigitte. - What, Mom and father, yourself and Brigitte, I never expected something like that! - I swear it! Your mother and Brigitte opted for a five years contract. At its end, they decided to stop selling their bodies and they married their previous owner. - Is it often the case? - No, far from it. Men don't want to be locked with just one woman and cows were able to know the inadequacies of their masters. But let's continue the visit. As they advanced, women got older. Some of them were ostensibly pregnant and a few about to deliver. - It's a marketing method, as you can see. Some buyers want an immediate return. They are ready to pay a premium price knowing they would be repaid soon. Older women also wish to demonstrate they still are able to provide their owners babies. . . They now arrived to the farthest end of the tent. There was a stall that was empty for the time being. - At the end of the fair, girls who had not been sold are put in this pen and proposed for low prices to whoever wants them. Most of them are too old to be knocked up or provide milk. Those who had not been auctioned off are culled. They will not be allowed to be offered on sale next year. Just like cattle but they are spared the ultimate degradation of finishing their life in a slaughter house. . . In passing, slaughter house is the nickname for brothels where customers queue to fuck women. They may be fucked up to eighty or one hundred times a day in those places, five to ten minutes each, fifteen hours a day! Evening was coming already. John took his niece to the fair restaurant. Naked girls with their white or red scarves were acting as waitresses. They weren't under contract and their vocal cords had still not been coated. They clearly intended to have customers bid on them when they were auctioned off the next day. Whenever, some sneaking hand tried to explore their holes, they skipped them with a big laugh, especially those with white scarves. Virginia was on a cloud as they went to bed. John took off his clothes quite matter-of-factly in front of his niece, exhibiting proudly his muscled torso. He just kept his boxer that delineated his cock and balls that seemed really huge to the un-experienced eye of Virginia. She was too shy to get naked in front of him. She went to change into the common toilets, putting on a small coat above her nightie to protect herself from the night chilling wind. She took off her coat when she came back to their tent. - Virginia, you didn't need to go to the toilets to change! I've seen so many girls' bottoms and breasts that I need much more than that to have a hard-on! - Maybe but I'm not accustomed to get nude in front of a man, especially if he is as virile as you are! For the last two years, I heard you fucking Auntie every evening or so. Somewhere, John got proud from her compliment but he had to correct her. - For your information, girl, your aunt gets screwed at least three times a day and often more than that when we have guests: In the morning on the side of the pool or in the log cabin in winter, at noon, a quickie on the kitchen table and in the evening in our bed when you may have heard us. I'll whip her for being too vocal then. But now, hush! I'm a little tired from driving for such a long time. John turned on his side to leave more space to Virginia. The closeness of their bodies gave her a single choice ; either turn her back to him and feel the tip of his cock (Virginia was sufficiently knowledgeable to use such words) drilling between her ass cheeks or turn toward him and feel the same proud cock nudging from her navel to her cunt lips while her nose was just at the level of his armpits. After a few minutes, she got used to his male odors and finally, she came to find it pleasant and sensual. The next morning, the auction started. They were selling girls following their ages. The first one to be sold was a young beautiful girl just adult by two days. She was proudly wearing around her neck a red scarf. She climbed on the podium with swaying hips and throwing lusty sights to the herd of young males who had watched her closely, the previous evening. The bidding started at five thousand Euros but the winner proposed thirteen thousand Euros. John chuckled : - She was bought by that lecherous old fool of Master Jack. He is only interested by her sweet little ass and he will offer her mouth and cunt to anyone who cares for a trifle of money. He is always short in cash: She'll get knocked up in less than a month. Poor girl! The next one wore a white scarf. She was less agressively beautiful than the previous one but she seemed less wanton and more posed. John bid on her up to eight thousand euros but she went to ten thousand. He seemed sad to have lost the auction and Virginia felt something like jealousness. - It's Peter Dumont who got her! He's the best trainer I know, after myself, for sure. This girl will be the star of the fair for the next years, you'll see! The auction continued all the day. John bid a few times but clearly he didn't put any spirit in it then. Ostensibly, the girl with the white scarf had really touched him. Virginia was bold enough to ask him why he was so much interested in her and how he would have coped at home if he had won the auction. - I had reached a deal with your aunt. She would have managed the grooming and training of the girl. She would also deal with the men I would have chosen to fuck her. I didn't plan anything like the rhythm Master Jack will force on the first girl : she is a virgin and her sexuality must be awakened slowly and the trainer mustn't give her too much sex too fast. If she needs more, she will be just sweeter for her next suitor. Such a girl should never be fully satiated. - And how will she lose her cherry? - If Dumont is half as clever as I think, she will keep it at least two or three months. He will just use her mouth and her back passage until then. That will put her on heat and she will beg him on her knees to be fucked at last. Personally, I would have chosen then five well endowed black men and I would have offered her to them as soon as I would have taken her cherry in the middle of a big party. Afterward, I could have asked anything from her. The next women, looking more experienced obtained varying results. Most of them tried their best to fetch the best prices. Three, around thirty, lithe enough to be dancers were bought by the same man : one was blonde, the second had dark hair and the last one was a redhead with freckles. John whispered to his niece : - It's the manager of a go go girls cabaret. They will be trained for pole dance before making the show every night. After midnight, they will have to pleasure the customers. Every one will be pleased and even them! The tips, usually quite hefty are for them traditionally. - What they'll do, at the end of the contract? - Oh, Don't fear anything for them : Their owner may exchange them with a colleague in England or USA. Such girls always find a way out. A dancer this man bought ten years ago is now managing a school dance in Marrakech. Her pupils, when they are of age find very lucrative positions in the jet set. Another one is now a famed belly dancer in Cairo. - Ah they are now selling much older women. - Yes, Some of them may get discharged tonight. It's a very sad and difficult moment, the unwanted end of a career. . . Finally only four women were culled and went out weeping. The ceremony of vocal cords spraying for girls who had just been sold would take place on the next morning, starting at nine o'clock. Buyers dispersed to rest before dinner. Most of the unlucky bidders left. John had decided to stay. Virginia hastened to get back to their tent to change before the meal. John gave her plenty of time for that. Finally she opened the door to see what he was doing. She waved him in, blushing like a teenager. He was surprised to discover her weaing a very short red dress, very low cut that looked fetching on her. He complimented her and that made her blush even more. He especially loved her shyness. The dinner was very good, served with woman milk either curdled with rose syrup flavoring or fresh. For two euros, you could milk yourself one of the girls and fill your glass. For five euros, you could suckle directly the breast you were offered. Virginia was bold enough to lift her hand with a two euros coin in her hand. The girl who came at once was one of those who had been hired by the go go girl cabaret owner, the redhead. Her breasts were swollen by the milk and should really hurt her. She offered her breast above Virginia's glass. The girl grimaced as John's niece grabbed her breast and filled her glass. He took the girl in pity and offered another coin. He chose the other breast and began to fill his own glass simultaneously. Virginia was surely less experienced and she was certainly hurting somoohat the girl with her awkwardness but she seemed quite pleased of having both her udders relieved simultaneously. She began to pant under their ministrations then she desperately moaned. When John began to lightly draw out her nipple while nibbling it with the tip of his finger and Virginia tried to emulate him, the woman took her head in her hands and screamed. Everyone turned toward them and their eyes converged on Virginia and stayed focused on her. When both glasses were filled up, the girl's breasts were still rather full but they were not hurting anymore. She thanked them with a flick of her eyes. Onlookers applauded John and Virginia who blushed once more in confusion. When dessert was served, a cream with fruit pieces, for sure prepared with woman's milk. John smiled and waved a ten Euros bill. The same girl who had served them her milk came to his side. He gave her the money and whispered something to her ear. The girl nodded and went to Virginia's side. She told her with a voice somoohat fritted by a full year of complete silencing as she pushed her breasts forward to Virginia : - That man paid to allow you to suckle as much milk as you want. Both my breasts are at your total disposal. Virginia watched her uncle with bewildered eyes. People around them were evaluating her reaction. Would she have the nerve to do what her uncle proposed her? After a few minutes delay, she bent forward and took the nipple in her mouth and began to suckle like a baby. The girl threw back her head, Throwing her luscious long hair on her back. Drinking directly from the breast of a stranger was an experience much more inebriating than drinking a single glass of the same milk. Virginia stopped only when she had completely drained the breast that had lost a good part of his previous impressive firmness. She smiled to John to thank him and she ate eagerly her cream. When she was served coffee, she waved to the girl and pointed her finger to her cup. She immediately understood and bent forward to present her nipple just an inch from: the hot broth. Virginia whose expertness increased rapidly, pressed a squirt in the dead center of the cup. She nodded to thank her and turned her spoon in her cup.. She drank her coffee with delectation. She discussed a few minutes with John and called once more for the girl to come to her table to be completely milked with her mouth at last. The redhead gracefully let her perform at her leisure and expressed her renewed pleasure by feverish groans. Human Cattle Ch. 01 Around eleven PM, John and Virginia went quietly back to their tent. Virginia put her arm under his and she remained very close to him. He took off his shoes, his shirt, his socks and his pants like the previous night, only keeping once more his boxer. Virginia seemed to have shred off her constant shyness as she slipped her dress above her head. John was appalled to discover her stark naked, without even a string to hide her modesty. She turned on her feet to allow her uncle to gaze at her body from all angles. He could see her cunt where a light fur tried desperately to hide her full lips that appeared eager to accommodate the biggest available cocks. Her breasts that were far from being as much overfilled as those of the girl of their previous dinner were proudly pointing upward. Her flat and muscled belly invited the lewdest caresses while her round and upholstered bottom called for the most severe spankings, the most invasive tongues or fingers and ultimately the hardest cocks. - Uncle, don't you think you're not dressed adequately to spend the night with your niece? Watching John who remained frozen in the middle of the tent, Virginia emboldened. - Come, I'll help you! She caught the waistband of his undies watching him straight in the eyes. She drew it down. Her eyes left his face and turned to his crotch she was slowly uncovering. His cock already erect was hindering the movement. When it was freed at last, it suddenly jumped up and nuzzled John's navel. Somewhere, Virginia was proud that her uncle had such a magnificent weapon and that she was lucky enough to have him fancying her, judging from his evident excitation. His cock humped back and grew even more under her eyes. The boxer slid to the ground. John took it between his toes and threw it away. Virginia caught it in the air and took it to her nostrils while blushing again. It was smelling man's sweat with a slight urine odor. Virginia searched for her uncle's gaze. When she found it, she drew out her tongue without breaking their link and meticulously licked the place where his cock had lain. Even on the previous night, Virginia would never have considered such a pervert act but discovering the Saint Azul fair with these many naked women bodies, the shows, les cheers during the auction had overturned her. She felt she had to put an end to the day with some daring act. She went to him, fell on her knees at his feet and bent toward him. She stopped there a short time, her mouth just a few inches from his cock and told him with a veiled mouth : - John, It's the first time, I've never. . . You'll have to tell me how to do it! Virginia made her mouth into a circle and crossed the few inches that separated her from her uncle. Her lips, simultaneously hesitating and decided, reached his purple glans in a mind-blowing kiss. They parted slowly to accommodate his cock that was still growing. She licked it with her tongue. John had a salty and spiced taste with a wisp of grilled nuts, she felt it really delicious. She was given a complete course in fellatio art and she felt much more learnt when John filled her throat with his spunk. As he had announced her, he was holding sternly her pony tail in his hand to prevent her from spitting it out. During an instant, she thought she would drown in the gush of sperm he was unloading in her gullet. At last, she regained her senses and swallowed the sticky and sweet liquid before cleaning him with her tongue, following his instructions. John took her in his arms and brought her to their bed. She thought he intended to fuck her but he bent down on her cunt and licked her vaginal lips and her clit. It was a brand new sensation for Virginia who screamed to the ceiling her pleasure of a lioness taken by the belly, her first true womanly pleasure. Virginia wanted to thank her uncle for the mind busting pleasure he had just given her. She shifted on the bed and took again his cock in her mouth. She used all her newly acquired talents of cock sucker. She remembered from her old studies in French literature a maxim that said something like : For strong minds, strength doesn't require age. John could also have subscribed to that maxim as his wife in Sedan couldn't have done a better job. Virginia tried even a few variations of her own that pushed him over the edge. John unloaded once more into the welcoming throat. This time, he didn't need to block her head to force her to swallow all his spunk that his balls had produced. John kissed for the first time his niece on her lips. Soon the kiss became more feverish. Their tongues mingled to fight a long and pleasurable fight in their glued together mouths. Virginia's heart was in a frenzy. She was ready to offer herself completely, to let her uncle ravage her cunt but he just hugged her in his arms before turning to sleep. Virginia had remained naked. She nestled confidently in the crook of his arm. She remained awake a long time, thinking to what could be in store for her in the future. Finally, an idea occurred to her and became progressively a sure thing. She knew what she had to do on the next morning. John woke up around eight. Virginia's place was empty and cold. . . and she was gone! Had she fled away from her incestuous uncle? Was she gone definitively or does she want to be alone to ponder the events of the previous night? John was really distraught as he hurried to wash himself and put on his clothes. When he came back to his tent, he was relieved to discover that she was back there. He needed a few seconds to discover what she had been up to : Virginia was totally naked, on her knees at the foot of the bed, thighs wide spread to exhibit her cunt. It was now as deprived of hair as a baby's cheek. There was a shop at the fair that proposed hot wax depilation. Normally it opened at eight but Virginia could be very persuasive if she felt like it. She had also a very sophisticated make-up more appropriate for a gala evening and that gave her still girlish face a whorish look. Her early shopping spree had not stopped there as she was also wearing, closely coiled around her neck a white scarf as the young cows they had seen during the last two days. A wide leather collar with a cow bell was also circling her neck. Finally her wrists were tightly cuffed in her back, pushing forward her young and proud tits with the nipples drawn out and coated with the same watershine lipstick as her lips. Virginia had also prepared a wall paper she had placed in front of her with her photograph, her birth date, specifying she had not been given the shots that would induce lactation. She had also pinned to it on the side a contract file she had found somewhere and had completed. John read it : it was a standard one year contract specifying that it could be furthered at John's discretion, that the price had been negotiated at one Euro per year, not revisable, and that there were no limits on the use, personal or not, of Virginia's body by John. She had already signed it and only John's signature was lacking before it could be registered. Virginia was anxiously watching her uncle to discover his reaction to she gift of her own body she was offering him. At that moment, she really looked like the young cows that had gathered around John, hoping he would buy them, two days ago. John weighted his decision a long time, nurturing Virginia's anxiousness. Finally a smile appeared on his face. He took the contract and the pen she had prepared nearby and signed the document. They had now only to have the contract registered by the fair bureau and his niece would be officially his property. John found on the corner of the bed a steel choke collar and a metal longe Virginia had bought, hoping to be led to the main hall with it by her uncle. With a jerk of the longe, he made her stand up and walk to the door. He opened it and signaled her out. The men who were walking between the tents watched her. They were thinking back to the young girl who had charmed them on the previous evening but they now watched her with lewd eyes, evaluating the price they would offer soon to fuck, sodomize her or use her mouth. The registration only took a few minutes. Then they joined the queue of girls waiting with their owners to have their vocal cords coated to become mute for a year. Virginia knew, deep in her heart that she wouldn't hear again the sound of her voice for many years. Her last words were for her uncle : - I love you, Master! Do with me as you like. Arrange to earn as much money as you can from my body! Transform me into the most obedient cow of the herd! As the vet carefully coated her vocal cords, John whispered to her ear his intentions : - Thank you, Virginia, for the splendid gift you are offering me. I've always been regarded as the best trainer in our group. I intend to beat myself with you! You'll remain a virgin not for a few months but a few years, I'll just use and lend your mouth and your ass. A still virgin girl who is often ass fucked is the most enjoyable in the world. She's suppler, more springy and more vocal : she screams much louder either in pleasure or pain. As you're now just a cow, I should have said that you'll moo louder. I'll organize a major party here for your public defloration. As I've explained you, I intend to burst your hymen but immediately afterward, I may offer you to a musical group of black men who are my friends, they come from Cameroon, they have very big, long and hard cocks and they are tireless. They'll take care of you all the night and the next day. Virginia was trying to caress her uncle's cock with her manacled hands. - Be patient, Virginia! After the vet will have given you the shots in your breasts, I'll exhibit you in one of the stalls in the main hall. In the middle of the afternoon, I'll lead you on the podium and I'll publicly fuck your ass for the first time. The tradition for private sales says that I must offer your bottom to twelve of my friends afterward. They'll draw between them who will be lucky to have the honor of fucking your bottom. Virginia's lunch consisted of mixed vegetables with small pieces of meat and fish, raw and cold, served in a metallic feeder trough where she had to take her food bent on it without the help of her hands. To have water, she had to press with her chin or her nose on the watering trough that filled with water quite fast. The first time, water entered her nose and made her cough piteously among the laughs of the onlookers. Early in the afternoon, the vet came back for the shots John had promised her. It was rather painful and her breasts began soon to burn from inside. They would gradually swell during the next weeks and her breasts grew from a not ridiculous 38B to an impressive 38E, with no apparent reduction in their proud firmness. John and Brigitte spoke afterward, even in front of her, not of her breasts but of her bags and udders, but she didn't care at all. The first milk appeared a few weeks later and John began to milk her mornings and evenings. Her udders had become extremely sensitive and it became very unpleasant for her to wear any clothes above them when they were filled up. Around 4 PM, John came to fetch her from her stall. He put on the metal collar and longe and led her to the podium. Her cow bell was hanging from her neck and it rang whenever she moved. There was a metal bar on which he made her bend. He attached the longe to the base of the bar. There was a hole intended for that. Virginia was completely bent at the waist, offering her tender bottom cheeks to the sky. John unbuttoned his fly and drew out a rather impressive cock : eight inches long and two inches diameter. Rather impressive for the virgin arse of a virgin female. Even a simple finger had never even touched the hole which this huge meat intended to penetrate. John took a cold cream tube and covered his finger with it. He slowly introduced it while turning his finger to lubricate the whole perimeter. He was beginning to tame that hole he intended to use on a daily basis during the coming years. He creamed again his finger several times before pushing it in until he could move it quite freely in her now welcoming anus. After a long effort, he felt Virginia pushing back on her side to hasten penetration and make it deeper. It was the signal John waited for to proceed to the next step. Then, he pushed in two fingers into the slightly open hole. Virginia groaned. She would have screamed but it was now impossible for her. A deep moo escaped her lips and it really mimicked a real cow moo. Disregarding her inarticulate protests, both fingers entered her and began to ream her more completely. When he felt that her anus was at last sufficiently loosened, he replaced hiss two fingers he could now widely spread out with his own cock he covered with cold cream. The head of his cock entered her arse as if it was warm butter but afterward she screamed very loud when John's cock mercilessly got deeper inside. She was so much lubed that John just felt a delicious continuous pressure, but she felt that in reality, his cock was stretching her to impossible limits, opening her to a new life that simultaneously terrified and fascinated her. When John's pubic hair came in contact with her anus, Virginia thought that her ordeal had arrived to its end. But her uncle withdrew slowly until only his glans remained in her arse. Then he violently pushed forward, sheathing his whole tool back into her rectum. She screamed again but her painful screams became as many frightened moos. John started caressing her clit, that renewed screams from her, but these screams expressed unthinkable pleasure and not pain this time. When he spent himself deep inside her, she cummed too but if she had thought that her bottom would remain idle for sometime, she was disappointed as the twelve men who had been chosen to definitively ream her asshole were called one after the other on the podium. She had to receive them with a brave smile to honor her uncle, trying to close her hole prior to their penetration to make it more enjoyable for them who were intending to impale her mercilessly the moment after. She fainted when the last one spewed his spunk into her bowels, adding another load there. John pushed in a sizable plug for her to keep everything inside her belly until their departure. A detail that bothered Virginia a lot on the evening of her formal engagement with John was that he had announced that she wouldn't return with him in his car as he hadn't any cattle trailer for her transport. He had already arranged with a friend living in Charleville, not very far from Sedan. He would detour slightly to drop her. In exchange, he would be free to use her ass and her mouth whenever he felt like it during the trip. She was full of apprehension as she climbed into the trailer. The owner pushed Virginia against an horizontal bar on which her hips would rest. A stiff belt was then closely wrapped around her waist, locking her to the bar. She was then bent forward. The man then adjusted another movable bar in order for the top of her shoulders to take support on it. A second leather binding was fixed higher on her torso. She could no more stand up. Her breasts were hanging freely without support. Both her ankles were afterward secured by other leather restraints, spreading them as far as they would go. The man then led another girl he had bought himself at the fair. He bound her next to Virginia. The two girls exchanged supporting sights. The man pulled off the plug that was still torturing her ass hole. Sperm began immediately to ooze from there down her thighs and legs to the floor. She would have to put her feet in that sticky and smelling puddle until they had arrived. It was in such an humiliating position that Virginia started her trip back home : five hundred miles with five stops including two for feeding and watering the cattle. Each time, the man climbed into the trailer and without untying her for a second, he positioned himself behind her back, covered his cock with some cream and without any foreplay, rammed it into her arse. He wiggled a long time inside her bowels before unloading deep there. He then withdrew quietly, circled the tightly hobbled girl to plunge his brown stained cock into her mouth. She had to fight her disgust to clean him flawlessly, just being sad that John wouldn't be the beneficiary of her attentions. For the meals, a dog bowl was placed in front of her and it was filled up with dog food mixed with unseasoned lettuce and an orange cut into quarters. The result was revolting but fairly balanced. A small water bottle at the end of her meal was the only drink she got. For sure, before resuming their journey, Virginia had again the opportunity as a dessert of wiggling at the received end of his cock. The other girl watched them with a sad eye as she didn't receive any caress for the whole trip. During the following months and years, Virginia had many occasions to meet that man with this particular girl, then with other ones, as he was one of John's closest friends and they met about twice a month. It became a ritual between Virginia and him: he always ass-fucked her, rapidly and brutally before rinsing himself in her mouth without wiping himself. Sooner or later, the two girls got tied together in a classical 69 position and had to eat one another in front of the men who encouraged them to ever lewder acts. Brigitte never took a part in their games but she had many other occasions to enjoy her niece but that's another story I may narrate to you another day! Human Cattle Ch. 02 With the kind agreement of riviere7 Translation is a devilish exercise and I would have written this story directly in English rather differently. Keeping the French version rhythm in the sentences may sound not English at all and I present my apologies to the purists. Looking at a few other translations on literotica helped me to partly relieve myself of the burden of the guilt : some are really funny to read (sorry, no quotes). They have a maxim in Italian that applies quite well : traduttore, tradittore (translator, betrayer). Moreover, writing another quite similar story may lead me to confusions and discrepancies that someone will surely point out. Nevertheless, I'll do my best to improve my translation. --------------------------------------- The cattle van with Virginia on board arrived in front of John's house around 5 AM. Brigitte and her husband had been awaiting their arrival for an hour. The nearby houses had a plunging view on the entrance. Thus, it was clearly impossible to have Virginia walk on the sidewalk stark naked. John had found a way out. He entered the van with a large blanket. He kissed Virginia feverishly on the lips before unhooking the ties that had steadied her during the travel. He noticed that her ass hole was swollen and partly open while sperm was oozing out. There were other revealing stains around her mouth and on her chin. It was clear that the friend who had driven the van had stopped not very far from there for a last fuck. John had no objection about it as it was a part of their agreement. John kept Virginia's wrists tightly manacled in her back. Any way, Jean Pierre was a close friend of old and they met twice a month at least. Virginia would have many occasions of frolicking with him on the grass or elsewhere in the near future. John wrapped the lithe and delicate body of his niece in the blanket to carry her inside. Virginia turned herself toward the other girl who was still secured in the van. She tried to speak a farewell word but the vet in Saint Azul had made a perfect job : her vocal cords, thickened with a rapidly hardening gel only allowed her to emit bass and elongated sounds. Whatever she wanted to say was transformed into what really looked like a cow moo. Virginia was perfectly aware that the gel would dissolve in about a year and should be applied again if her master wanted her to be kept mute. Nevertheless that temporary handicap was extremely frustrating at the moment. She just wished that she would get used to it soon! John took her in his arms and carried her to the house. The night cool air felt very cold under the thin blanket. He helped her to stand up as soon as the door had been closed behind them. Brigitte took off that flimsy veil that was her only protection from the eyes of her aunt. She took on a companion table a leather collar she fitted rapidly around her neck. Virginia's aunt who had been so caring and loving since her niece had joined their household seemed to have forgotten her maternal habits of the previous week. - Good, Virginia, I wish that you had a fine trip. I can see that Jean Pierre continued to educate you during the travel. It was for the better. Virginia tried to answer with a little thanking word but it became an inarticulate groan. Her aunt continued without bothering to notice : - This crude tack is provisional. I've already taken an appointment for you in two days. Your body will receive a whole set of piercings. You'll have a ring in the nose to attach your tether for any call even in house. You'll always be tethered whenever you aren't in a locked room, barn or meadow. You'll be also tethered to the furniture or a ring on the wall in the kitchen when you'll prepare our meals or when you'll be expected to provide fresh milk for visitors. The tether will be attached either to your nipple, cunt or clit rings. The clit ring is very useful to prevent you from moving even with the most severe thrashing, you'll soon see why! Virginia was beginning to seriously worry : a nose ring, like a real cow and a clit ring which will be extremely painful if there is any tension in the tether! What else were they preparing for her? - You'll have a ring on each nipple, two sets on your cunt lips and one on your clit hood and to complete your decoration, a last one in your navel. That one will have just for aesthetic reasons but the one at your clit will permanently stimulate you. In a few weeks, you'll be permanently in heat, eager to be fucked and the need will just get more urgent if you are not sated. You'll weep, cry, moo to be covered as we call it in our gobbledygook. The rings on your cunt lips will be used to padlock your cunt, a way to punish you if you aren't sufficiently obedient but also a way to be sure you'll be covered only by the male John will have picked for you when he decides to use you as a breeder. With the clit ring, you'll try to lure any male to fuck you, man, dog or whatever else. Brigitte's words were clinically precise, describing every operation that would be made on Virginia's body who would find it very difficult to oppose it with her very submissive character, and her mute state. Brigitte emphasized her words by pinching between her thumb and fore finger the place where the piercings would be made. All pieces of information her aunt was giving her were very precious for Virginia as her aunt had been for years another cow girl, completely at the mercy of a man who could at anytime decide when she would be bred and who would sire her offspring, something completely unusual for a young modern woman. The simple fact of evoking her present and future slavery she had herself begged to be reduced into was sufficient to have her drooling with desire. Her cunt was oozing love fluids that were dripping down her thighs. She was ready to submit to any man, young or old, handsome or ugly, rich or poor if only he agreed to plunge his hot rod into her virginal cunt. It was obvious that Brigitte's speech had excited her husband as he led his niece to the low table in the sitting room. He made her lie on it on the narrow side. That way, her breasts and her head were hanging on the opposite side. Her bottom was offered without protection. John parted her ass cheeks without regard and he brutally shoved his cock in. He reached for her breasts and mauled them carelessly while fucking her ass. The huge volume of sperm Jean Pierre had unloaded in her bottom during the trip found a very needful use as a lubricant at that moment as otherwise, Virginia would surely have been injured by the furious assaults of her uncle. Virginia who had still been a pure virgin two days before surprised herself when she swooned under the brutal, almost bestial treatment her uncle inflicted to her. She gradually began to push back when he was hammering his dick inside her ass hole and when he pulled back, she accompanied his move to keep him longer into her bowels. My God! If just a day after her sale, she already behaved like a bitch in heat, what would she do when she would have been John's slave for five or ten years? Would he and Brigitte still be able to keep her at attention? John spewed his sperm deep into her bowels and the impact of his sperm jets against the walls of her intestine, gave Virginia the first true anal climax of her career that would be much longer than she expected but she didn't anticipate it at that moment. Brigitte led her with her makeshift leash to a small room adjoining the garage. Virginia knew it as an innocent locker where a variety of things used for gardening or house cleaning were stored. Everything had been put into cases against the garage back wall. The ground had been covered with hay, the workbench that occupied the back of the locker had lost its top and had become a quite efficient feeding trough with a watering place similar to what Virginia had used in Saint Azul. The feeding trough was also equipped with a chain linked to a ten pounds weight. When Virginia pulled on the chain fixed to her collar, she had to lift the weight and when she returned to the trough, the weight fell down to the ground with a muffled noise. That way, the chain was always tight and there was no risk of having the chain warped with her feet. - Good, Dear, I'm rather tired, I leave you alone with our niece who is so hot that it's a pleasure to fuck her! You may use her as you want provided you don't try to take her cherry. When he left the room, Brigitte considered her niece with a lusty eye. Virginia's completely naked body was of unequaled perfection from head to toe: she was a real beauty with wide hazel eyes slightly drawn into almond shape. Her skin was golden. Her long hair was chocolate with honey color natural reflects. Her apple shaped breasts were highly strung and seemed to defy gravity even though they looked full and appetizing. They should be gorgeous when the hormone shots she had been given would have done their effect. If Brigitte's memory was correct, she hadn't been able to sleep normally for two or three weeks as her breasts seemed on fire permanently. Her nipples had remained taught and erect like gun bullets for months. Virginia had inherited the exotic face with Indian like features from her mother whose beauty had always drawn to her the eyes and the attention of connoisseurs at Saint Azul. Since her wedding, she hadn't been auctioned but her husband had still exhibited her at the fair, marketing her milk and offering her three holes to paying customers. He could have earned lots of money thus as she was always in high demand but his only goal was to completely sate his wife during these few days. He always chose for her partners that were together gentle, caring and well hung. Brigitte had accompanied her most of the times and shared the same stall. She was less gorgeous than her friend but some of her suitors enjoyed being able to enjoy two girls or have Brigitte make them hard again to fuck Virginia's mother. Brigitte was terribly excited just thinking that her friend's daughter gloriously naked in front of her was at her total disposition. She could punish her at her whim for any fault, for laziness but also just for her own pleasure. Now that Virginia was standing, her breasts aggressively pointed toward her mistress as if she wished Brigitte to take care of them. Virginia's dark brown nipples made Brigitte's mouth water. She grabbed her submissive's breasts with her fingers and planted her long polished nails into the tender flesh offered just under her eyes. Virginia moaned but never tried to escape the pain. Oppositely, She pushed her breasts forward to offer them to the searing pain Brigitte inflicted them. - This pain is good for your breasts, dear! If your breasts are caressed or manipulated in any way, it will stimulate blood circulation and your breasts will grow faster and larger. - Yes, Mistress. I love the pain you inflict me. I beg you just to do it harder. Make it more painful for me, Mistress! Brigitte rolled her nipples between thumb and forefinger, clawing them with her nails or squeezing them between fingers. Virginia never tried to escape the pain but she needed just a few minutes to moan then moo in distress louder and louder as her aunt explored the caresses that were the most effective on her niece. That way, Brigitte inexorably deepened her domination on Virginia. She placed her hand on the smooth and flat belly of the girl. The skin was smooth to her touch and quite hot. Her hand got further down and squeezed past the very wet and quite open cunt lips of her submissive. Virginia spread her thighs without waiting for orders. Her moans were now continuous and her belly was shaking with incoercible spasms. She was forced to lie on the straw as her legs were no more able to support her. The still virgin girl felt the long expert fingers of her aunt exploring her unviolated cunt. Her caresses were sweet, delicate and made her crazy with desire. A finger penetrated her at last. It very gently nibbled against her maidenhead. Virginia screamed or better mooed in ecstasy. She pushed her belly forward trying to impale herself on the finger which explored her, to force her aunt to burst her cherry and reach orgasm at last. But Brigitte was far more shrewd than that. She pulled back her finger and resumed her caresses on her clit. She drew several times her victim on the edge before stopping at the last moment. Virginia was weeping in frustration. As soon as her niece's breathing calmed somewhat, Brigitte resumed her sweet caresses. Virginia's body was now gleaming with sweat and she was still moaning, lost in a violent mind blowing desire she wasn't able to satiate. Brigitte perfectly knew that such an unfulfilled desire would make the young woman more pliable, more submissive to her mistress. Her body was strewn by spasms and her breasts were swollen by the permanent excitation to which she was subjected. Brigitte finally got bored by this cat and mouse game. She left alone her panting victim. Virginia had not cummed and that was precisely Brigitte's goal. John would take care of it later by drilling his dick into her ass hole. It was extremely important that Virginia got used to cum only with a big cock up her back passage. That way, when her cunt would be used, she would be able to concentrate on the pleasure of her partner and not on her own. This could have been obtained through excision of her clit but the rules of Saint Azul club excluded that barbaric custom. Brigitte was reasonably sure that training would have the same result. As John was still sleeping, Brigitte decided to have Virginia exercise under her coaching. Two hours of intensive aerobic and step, nude, with a long horse whip to make her work harder whenever her rhythm faltered. She would have three more hours that afternoon of abs and dance. Virginia would soon become an expert in any erotic dances : pole dance, lap dance, strip tease as well as more classical belly dance and she would be expected to demonstrate her skills in public in bars and receptions and in private for the pleasure of paying partners. Afterward, Brigitte kept her niece manacled as she gave her a well earned, if very cold shower. She then applied Argan oil or Karite butter on the appropriate places before combing her hair and applying carefully gala make up. When she finished her job, Virginia didn't any more look like a savage girl wearing makeshift clothes. Her new look, together very sexy and very sophisticated, suited her perfectly. John's sudden return surprised both women. The only noises were Virginia's labored pants. Brigitte watched her husband with a contrite smile. - Don't worry, John : it's just girl to girl action. She is still as virginal and pure as she was when you let us alone. In fact, I checked her virginity but she'll never more be a pure and chaste girl. She is ready to be fucked by a battalion of marine troops. . . John couldn't detach his eyes from his niece spread on the ground, her thighs wide open. Her offered body was calling for any brutal penetration. His cock was ridiculously making a tent in his trousers he had buttoned back. Emotion paralyzed his throat. At that precise moment, he was bitterly regretting his decision not to deflower the girl immediately after the auction as the old custom requested it. The first precum droplets oozed from his cock and stained his fly. Brigitte jumped to help him and rapidly unbuttoned his shirt from bottom to top before freeing his cock. She then pushed the back of her niece toward her husband's belly. Virginia instinctively took her uncle's cock in her hands that were still manacled behind her back and therefore ideally placed to caress his ready to explode cock. On his side, John was completely free to roam just another time Virginia's proud breasts. Such foreplay could have lasted a long time as neither of them was ready to leave the prey he and she voluptuously manhandled. Brigitte came to their rescue when she aimed the tip of his now very impressive shaft on her niece's anal rosette. It was obstinately closed. Brigitte stood up and with a swift gesture slapped Virginia's face very hard. - Don't forget that your prime job is to be fucked whenever your master chooses, day and night, any time. If your Master is kind enough to pay interest to your unworthy ass, you just open it immediately without delay! Did you understand it, my dear fuck slut? Virginia desperately nodded, unable to answer. To force the lesson into her head, Brigitte twisted her nipple and ferociously pinched it. Her niece mooed plaintively and hastened to push back from inside, helping herself with her hands to facilitate the penetration of her still tight ass hole. When John was fully impaled into her back passage, Virginia was told to turn her head and offer her lips and mouth to her uncle. Her cuffed hands were now busy carefully massaging his balls. Virginia who had never touched and even less caressed a man in her life was actively benefiting from an advanced course in the art of pleasuring a man. He took her lips delicately and pushed decidedly his tongue into her welcoming mouth. Virginia was without contest, the most beautiful and the most exciting girl he had ever dancing on the tip of his cock. He really intended to use her quite frequently for a very long time. Brigitte, somewhat jealous for good reasons, drew back her husband's neck, grabbing his hair. Their mouths regretfully ceased their long searing kiss. Virginia's hands still massaged his cock and his love bag while John's hands continued to maul her breasts. He was about to cum deep into her bowels when an unexpected order from Brigitte surprised him. - Bite her neck, John, now! I want to see her blood flow! Mark her for life! In a daze, John opened his mouth and obeyed. His teeth sank into her skin just under Virginia's neck. A few blood droplets appeared, just enough to stench her aunt's bloodthirsty desires. Brigitte, suddenly fallen from her frenzy, felt ashamed, just thinking to the mad idea that had blossomed in her mind : having John throating his niece with his bare teeth! Fortunately, the wound was very light and would disppear in a matter of days. Brigitte reunited their mouths that glued to one another again with just a pleasure sigh. Virginia's half open mouth, together hot and avid, opened as wide as she could to accommodate her uncle's tongue while he spewed his cum into her bowels. Virginia discovered at this very moment a new talent when she began to milk with her sphincter his cock. John began to moan: - My god, this little slut is milking me divinely. It's so good! John disengaged and turned his niece to him, kissing and fondling her breasts. He focused his attentions on her nipples. He forced her on her knees and offered quite casually his stained cock to clean with her tongue. Virginia was back in known conditions as the van driver had done the same thing ar each rest stop during her trip from Saint Azult. There was nothing new there for her. She took care of that job without even thinking to the awful disgust she had felt when she had been ordered for the first time to clean a cock just out of her own ass. John went back to mow the lawn, letting Virginia in Brigitte's expert clutches. When he came back one hour later, his wife had placed a bowl on the center of the empty garage ground. She had filled it with a mixture of raw meat bits and pieces of dog vegetable biscuits and dried fruits. She seemed to have had a few difficulties convincing her niece that the meal was highly gastronomic as her bottom was bright red with a lattice of belt and horse whip traces all over it. Her cunt must have also received its fair share of strokes as her lips were bright pink and swollen. But she was eating with apparent appetite her feed, on her four on the cold concrete. Her breasts were sweeping the ground as she was eating her chow. Human Cattle Ch. 02 Brigitte had always been quite apt to inflict very pedagogic chastisements to the girls who had shared their evenings or vacations. John and his brother had happily relinquished to her the implementation of any punishment they had decided. She was their appointed executioner. It was so much more enjoyable to watch Brigitte performing with just the little zest of sadism that was the difference between some boring basic punishment and a mind blowing show. Brigitte had so much imagination that she could have given many useful lessons to the demented Roman emperors Neron or Caligula. What ever, Virginia and Brigitte had the same look of satiated cats. It was evident that Virginia had cummed while she was whipped, an impressive performance for a girl who had been totally pure and innocent a few days before. It was also crystal clear that Brigitte had cummed too, thanks whether to the whipping she inflicted to her niece, or more simply to the clever tonguing of her clit as a condition to stop Virginia's relentless whipping. Brigitte was sufficiently perverse to keep on whipping Virginia until the ultimate moment. The result was there : the girl looked totally tamed. Human Cattle Ch. 03 With the kind authorization from Riviere7. This English translation is slightly different from the French version (a few discrepancies eliminated). Sorry for the delay for this story. * Brigitte let alone for a moment her niece Virginia who had fainted during a momentous fist fucking. She had pulled off her hand from her submissive's arse and had replaced it by the neck of a Champagne bottle she had pushed in up to the middle of the bottle. - Now, my dear Marie Laure, perhaps we could focus on your problem, don't you think so? Stand up and on the double! Brigitte had taken from a cupboard the long whip she had used some time earlier to punish Virginia. Marie Laure had just practiced partner swapping with her cousin Brigitte. Jean was a very good lover, very demanding, as Marie Laure could have attested! She had never even disrobed in front of her cousin and never submitted to her. She turned toward Marc who was watching her with a big approving smile. Ostensibly, she couldn't expect any help from him. It was even possible that Brigitte, Jean and he had conspired together. Marc had nurtured her inner drives toward exhibition and submission but up to now, only strangers had been allowed to benefit from it. Her mother and sister shared these drives and both of them were now fully dominated by Marc. It seemed that, now, Marc wanted to offer her to Brigitte and John. They were cousins although they didn't belong to their family inner circle. Moreover, they were clearly experienced dominators. She shivered when she realized they lived a short distance from her home. Brigitte was a housewife : she and John could easily come and visit her, inflicting as many humiliations, ordeals and punishments as they cared whenever they decided so. It was definitely Marc's idea as he told her : - Darling, I would like Brigitte and Jean to have the keys of our apartment. Could you give them your own keys! Marie Laure suddenly felt she was in the center of a terrible nightmare as she opened her bag, fumbled into it to find her keys. The key ring was a gift from Marc with her surname in silver plated metal. She wished to keep this small gift from Marc but he stopped her gesture when she tried to free the ring. - Let it stay with your name on it! Thus, Brigitte will be immediately able to find your keys. I've prepared another set of keys for you. He immediately handed her another pack of keys. There was also a key holder with a tag with attached letters forming a word. These ones were black. Marie Laure turned it around to be able to read what word was formed in capital letters. She read aloud : Slut! - It will be funny to inform you that way of the role you'll be asked to play in the coming weeks . I've ready a whole series of them. I want you to promise here and now you will abide to the role that will be specified on your keys, whatever I ask you to do! Marie Laure felt as if a wide and deep abyss was gaping open in front of her. Marc was asking, no demanding her to take options on her future, to promise to obey him totally like a slave. Her implied future was scaring her but was also terribly exciting. How far was he intending to lead her? She hadn't the least idea of it and it gave the situation all its gusto. She answered in a whisper: - Yes, Marc. Ahem, . . . no, your slut should have said: yes, Master! - Good! As you've just admitted your true nature, why do you delay abiding to Brigitte's orders? From now on, you must obey to her as completely as you do with me and it'll be the same thing with Jean. I think she is anxious to see you naked! I can see she has some decisive argument in her hand to force you to comply. Brigitte was playing quietly with her long whip. Marie Laure couldn't expect any help either from Marc of from Jean who both seemed quite excited by these new developments, Marie Laure had no options but to obey. She slowly unbuttoned her top and carefully arranged it on a chair, She unzipped her skirt and unhooked it at her waist. She was blushing beet root. Her skirt unfolded itself and fell to the floor. It ended above her top on the chair. Marie Laure had driven her car without any bra or knickers. Her ensuing nudity explained the pink color that suffused her cheeks. Brigitte walked slowly to the sundeck and sat on an armchair, ordering the young woman to follow her. As Marie Laure wasn't obeying fast enough to her taste, She turned toward her and administered a sharp stroke with her still coiled whip on the back of Marie Laure's ass cheeks. She jumped forward and, without any protest, she followed meekly Brigitte. She made her stand at attention in front of the armchair she had chosen. She went inside to fetch several implements, leaving Marie Laure in the full heat of the sun with stern instructions not to move a toe. The natural authority that oozed from the older woman was sufficient to keep Marie Laure from disobedience and protest. She was tamed and realized it. Brigitte came back with a golden string she weaved carefully around Marie Laure's chest into a tight corset : one loop under her breasts, one above and every five ones, a loop around each tit. The global result was breathtaking : the breasts were perfectly supported, jutting proudly forward and perfectly separated. Marie Laure's breath was now significantly reduced to her belly that heaved frenetically. When Brigitte completed her weaving, Marie Laure's nipples only weren't covered. She completed her handiwork with a big bow just between Marie Laure's breasts. Brigitte then proceeded to tightly encircle Marie Laure's waist with the same string and it was very tight, indeed! As she progressed, Marie Laure's breath was becoming shallower and shallower, more and more difficult. Brigitte was very proud that her submissive wasn't trying to escape her grip or protest in any way. At the end, she could just use the top of her chest in a frenetic panting which had the interesting side effect of making her breasts jiggle in the most suggestive way. Brigitte wasn't done with Marie Laure. She produced a set of short manacles she placed behind her back. She took then a piece of golden string and she attached her elbows together as tight as she could, pulling them together as closely as she could. She didn't expect to make them into contact for that first bondage session but she told Marie Laure her pleasure of having been able to reduce the gap down to four inches. - You'll see, my dear, in no time, less than a week, I'll make them touch one another perfectly and make you keep the position longer and longer, eventually for hours. I'll then send your photograph to specialized magazines and people will pay dearly to take a picture of you in full bondage gear! You may have a gold mine there! Her last whimsy was to make the young woman wear platform shoes with 6 inches heels. Marie Laure was afraid even to move for fear of falling down. Brigitte helped finally her victim to kneel down in front of an armchair on which she sat down voluptuously. - Now, place your head under my skirt and use your tongue swiftly on my clit and clit. If you don't keep me satisfied, you may have to face a very bad moment! Marie Laure had so far never touched another woman but, somewhere, she knew Brigitte was the kind of mistress that should be pleased whatever the cost. She reluctantly but she obediently placed her open mouth on Brigitte's slit. Her mistress was already toying with her whip, tapping her back with the knotted end of her punishment tool. Marc's girlfriend was maybe not really experienced but she compensated her lack of knowledge with a laudable good will and an innate talent. Brigitte thought she would need just a few weeks to transform Marie Laure, either into the lowliest of cheap tramps or the queen of their future nights, at least until the little Virginia had reached her sexual maturity. When Brigitte was about to cum, She called for her husband and Marc. - Jean, Marc's little slut licks like a pro. You should try her! She is a natural, I'm sure of it! I'm about to cum really hard. I would like you to make it more difficult for her by giving her a harsh beating while she is performing so nicely : a good spanking would be appropriate, a few hard strokes with your belt or even your horsewhip. It would just make her nicer for me as she sucks me to climax. When she'll have accomplished her job, her duty, I should say, you make take care of her, you and Marc. Sandwich her with your huge cock in her bottom and Marc in her mouth but I want you to make her scream really loud!! Marie Laure made ample progress in her sexual training that day, with an impressive series of first times in her young life. She had to recognize, to her shame that some of the experiences Brigitte submitted her to were very pleasant and even exciting and she would love to make a habit of them, even though the price would be a few moments of discomfort or even actual pain as she had discovered. Marc and Marie Laure spent the night at Jean and Brigitte's home. Quite evidently, Marie Laure and Virginia focused the interest of the three dominants. The next day, Virginia put on a long enveloping cape on her naked body. She was led to the booth where all the intended piercings were to be realized. Jean, Marc and Brigitte watched avidly all the steps followed by the smith. When everything had been done, Jean and Marc left with the young girl. They made her into the car in a nearby underground parking, but in the trunk. Marie Laure had been waiting patiently there in that cramped space. Marc had decided in the middle of the previous night au milieu de la nuit, while he was deep into his playmate's now quite loose ass hole that he would like to make her wear the same body jewels as Virginia. Marie Laure, as usual, had shilly shallied for a moment until she decided to submit to the will of her lover with the help of a long flogger. Marie Laure wore only a large poncho that attracted for sure the eyes but much more for its unusual and colorful appearance than for its obscenity. Nevertheless, it was indecently short and she was totally naked underneath. She was rather afraid about what was in store for her. She was just aware that Virginia didn't look particularly to have been given a rough ride when she climbed into the trunk. It was enough for her to stop worrying. The man who was about to pierce her, told them his name, Romuald : definitively old fashioned, Brigitte thought. He had cropped hair, wore trendy clothes. Marie Laure instinctively felt he was bi, the kind who didn't like women and herself in particular. Nevertheless, he used the classical pouches of refrigerating medium to anaesthetize the zones of the piercings. He shaved carefully her already bald cunt as the smallest hair could cause a problem of asepsis and delayed healing In less than sixty minutes, Marie Laure's body was adorned with rings : two thin but wide to her breasts, two thicker but smaller in diameter to her cunt lips and a last one, thin and small to her clit hood. Marc, mindful of the reaction of her university professors had spared her from having a ring attached to her septum, the base of her nose that would have given her a very animal look, marking her publicly as a submissive. - Just a remark : it won't change anything important for you : instead of attaching your leash to your nose ring, I'll just use one of the rings of your cunt lips. In exchange, Marie Laure was given a few evocative tatoos : on her back just above her anus, a short text announced in capital letters : RESERVED FOR MARC AND HIS FRIENDS On the other side, her cunt wore another provocative sentence : GENERAL ENTRANCE - CONDOM FOR STRANGERS Romuald laughed loudly while tattooing the text Brigitte had prepared. - Just a question : do I count among your friends? If the answer is yes, I'll make good use of their back passages and I won't charge you for the tattoo of these two bitches but you'll come back with them next week : I must check that they heal normally. Won't you leave them to me for a whole day, in order for me to show them to my friends and customers? - No problem for the first one, her name is Virginia, but Marie Laure leaves for Paris tomorrow or the day after. . . - A pity! Maybe next time? - Certainly! When will we be able to fuck them without risk? - If you leave them alone, I would say two weeks but I'm pretty sure they will be used repeatedly on a daily basis. I would advise you to be careful for a full month. - Then let's us be lavish : we'll leave you both girls for a day and night in a month! Both couples met every week-ends or so, for longer and longer sessions, either in Paris, or in Sedan. One month after their first visit to Romuald, they came for their control visit at his personal address. They wore again their cape and poncho as the first time. Brigitte and Marc accompanied them while Jean was busy preparing a picnic for the next afternoon. They crossed the city on foot, this time to make the walk longer and more enjoyable as the two dominants really enjoyed exhibiting their submissives in the street. Both of them wore outrageously high heels and wiggled their hips as if they were mounted on ball bearings. Apparently, they were now quite at ease walking nearly naked in the town center. Romuald wanted to show both domes the healing was now perfect. Therefore, he made both girls disrobe in the center of the room. They were now accustomed to their lower status and were at last deprived of any shame or modesty. For them, now, indecent exposure was the norm and they wouldn't mind if they were told to cross a street at peak hours completely naked! Romuald placed Marie Laure and Virginia face to face with their hands manacled in their back. He adjusted their positions until their nipples came in contact. He made them in addition push forward their cunts until their now laser depilated mounds were also in contact. Then he placed padlocks to bind their rings : the nipples first then each cunt lips and finally their clit rings. Both girls were now totally bound, unable to move at all. Romuald proposed Marc to take off his clothes as he had done. The cunts of both submissives were unattainable but their ass holes were totally available. Romuald greased them copiously with a very thick cream. He positioned himself behind Marie Laure and told Marc to proceed in a similar way with Virginia. Just an instant later, both girls gasped wildly as they were skewered to the hilt by the impressive cocks of their respective studs. Now that their had been used repeatedly by several men, there was no point for foreplay any more with normal cocks. Each kick into their buttocks elicited a back stroke that ensconced simultaneously their breasts, their cunts and their clits. The two girls had some painful problems coordinating their moves but the four of them finally found a good rhythm. They cummed violently, the dominators first as befits their role and, a minute later, the submissive girls followed the masters. In order to avoid injuring the bound girls, both men pulled out in a hurry, leaving them standing in the center of the room. As they were no more submitted to the attentions of their masters, they concentrated on the feelings that came from theirown bodies. Virginia started by delicately rubbing the excited tips of her breasts against her friend's. Marie Laure accompanied the movement by leaning her pubes against Virginia's. After just a few lewd movements, their lips joined quite casually and their contact transformed in a few seconds in a deep and passionate French kiss. Romuald and Marc watched the two girls exchanging love bites but they realized, they could fall down and injure one another. They hastily took off the bonds, helped the two girls on the floor and refastened their bonds. This time, Virginia's nose ring was attached to Marie Laure's clit ring. Virginia was in the upper position while Marie Laure had to submit to her friend's ministrations. Virginia had become very skilled and Marie Claude was already moaning desperately with her legs wide open. Their new position was still perfect for back entrance but both men wanted to draw new pleasures from their subs. They were soon retied another way but this time, they had their tits tied together still head to tail. The interest was that now their cunts were also totally available. Romuald filled Marie Laure's cunt while Marc, remembering that Virginia was probably promised to a big Dane offered his cock to her lips while he frigged her clit with his right hand. The room was soon filled with avid slurpings and moans that made both men hard again in a moment. The girls didn't need special skills to drive them to climax and soon Marie Laure's then Virginia's mates exploded in the tight sheath they were ramming like demented people. Brigitte and Marc left, as agreed, both girls with Romuald. They didn't question his schedule for the night. Romuald could use them as he wanted as long as Brigitte and Marc could take possession of them back the next day around 2 PM. Brigitte had gathered that the girls would be exhibited in the courtyard to Romuald's customers and friends, probed, mauled and finally sexually used by men and women. As long as Virginia's chastity belt wasn't removed, Brigitte didn't care a damn. Marie Laure would get interesting experience that could be useful in the future. On the Saturday, at the agreed upon hour, everyone was on time at the meeting point. Marie Laure and Virginia were waiting patiently, stark naked, kneeling on a table, outside in the courtyard, their knees resting on a big metallic ruler with a triangular shape. It was probably very painful for them. The weather was very cold and a drizzle was covering their bodies with a wet shine but they didn't move at all except for occasional shivers. Their backs, buttocks and breasts had been marked with a sound whipping, probably in the morning. Both of them had a big plug in black polymer deep in their asses. Marie Laure had in addition abig vibrating dildo deeply embedded into her cunt while Virginia had a vibrating clit teaser on her cunt. They were clearly on the throes of a terrific climax but they desperately tried to hold back. Romuald told Brigitte and Marc he had thought both girls had cummed sufficiently on the previous evening and during the night. This morning, he had decided that they were forbidden to cum. Any transgression would imply a couple of a long horse whip strokes for both of them. It was quite evident that neither of them had been able to resist to the stimulation. Brigitte made the girls keep them in the trunk as she drove home but she took off both vibrating sex toys. The girls were clearly exhausted and would need some rest to take care of Brigitte, Marc and Jean. Brigitte stopped on the way back in an old quarry she knew. She ordered Marie Laure to pleasure her with her mouth while Virginia offered the same service to Marc. As the drizzle had transformed to a heavy rain, Marc and Brigitte remained seated in the car, just turned sidewise while the girls were on their knees outside, kneeling in a puddle of muddy water. The weather, quite normally in early May, had suddenly changed to mild with some warm sun drying the grass, Marc got out of the car in the clearing he had chosen for their picnic. Their high speed drive on the nearly empty motorway had covered the wind shield and the lights with dozens of little flies, mosquitoes and other insects. Their remains soiled the protection windows. Marc immediately saw there the perfect occasion to humiliate both girls in front of Jean and Brigitte. - Girls! The lights are disgusting with all these insects crushed on the windows. You are going to clean them immediately! Hurry up, lazy bones! Human Cattle Ch. 03 Virginia was busy pleasuring Jean and couldn't reply, Marie Laure just asked what tools they should use. Marc noted with considerable satisfaction that his lover hadn't protested against that new disgusting chore. She had even come to watch exactly the work they had to do. He took his time before explaining : - You won't need any tools for that job! You'll clean the window and the lights with your tongue! I want you stark naked on your knees in front of the car lights. You have ten minutes to clean the lights before switching to the wind shield. Two strokes of my horsewhip for each additional minute! Hurry up! - But it's disgusting! - That's the reason why I want you to do it and on the double! Brigitte, would you be kind enough to tie their hands in their backs, please. They must use only their tongues and lips, nothing else! And I don't want you to spit out the fragments : just swallow them. It may be the only meat for you, today! Virginia retched several times and Marie Laure vomited when she had to swallow a dragonfly, half crushed but still moving. Fortunately for the girls, there were no wasps, bees or hornets that could have been dangerous to swallow. While Virginia and Marie Laure, horrified but tamed, were busy cleaning the windows, Brigitte and Marc were preparing the table: three plates on the table and two bowls on the soil. The two submissive girls weren't admitted to eat at the same table as their masters and mistress. Before eating, Marc had another humiliating whimsy. This time, the girls should clean and polish the car body, still without the help of their hands. Marie Laure asked again how they would apply the cleaning cream and then the polish cream. She knew the answer already but she wanted to see Marc ordering it! - Quite simple, girls: You'll scrub the car body with your bare tits and I want you to rub them hard. Be careful, the polish cream would attack your skin ; better use some rag to protect your boobs. Marc turned toward Jean and Brigitte. - It's a French friend, Dan, who often travels to India with his wife Kira who gave me the idea. - Great! I would like to know him! I would never have thought to it. Virginia will do it for both our cars every week, I think. - No problem! He is in the vicinity for a meeting with two of his buddies, he told me on the phone this morning. I'll ask him to join us here with them. - Do you know them, too? Are they sufficiently discreet? - Quite well! His closest friends are upper class people : an Indian prince, a maharajah, I think, and an industrial tycoon, an English man. I would like to invite them for a few days with us. It would be funny to have Marie Laure and Virginia wear silk sarees with nothing underneath and send them shopping in the town center. They would come back with a flock of admirers or be asked to service them immediately, I'm sure of it! The two girls who were taking care of the car were had been generously gifted by nature, Marie Laure had inherited from her mother a pair of gorgeous tits (38E) with a rather slim waist (30"): the classical hour glass shape that made men's eyes gleam and their mouth water. She wasn't lacking proposals from neighbors, work colleagues, friends or even strangers in the street, fascinated by her sumptuous figure. Virginia's tits were still growing. She had been given hormone shots and her swelling breasts were already reaching the 36D level. Her jutting breasts attracted considerable attention when she went for some shopping, too. Brigitte had not bought her new clothes and her tee shirts were now two sizes too small, about to burst out at any moment. With such pairs of heavy boobs, cleaning the car body was quite fast. Marc sent them to rinse themselves in a nearby brook. The water was rather cold but as both girls were very submissive, it didn't matter. For the moment, i twas lunch time. Jean sent Virginia to fetch the picnic bag in the car trunk while Marie Laure came back with the simple bag with the food for the submissive girls. Their menu was quite different, duck foie gras with a very expensive Sauternes wine, salmon in aspic served with mayonnaise sauce and a delicious Kaefferkopf wine and a charlotte with red fruits with a champagne cup for the three domes, a can of mixed vegetables served with a can of dog meat with water from the brook for the two girls. Marc was kind with them : he untied their hands but forbade them to use their hands to feed. They had to eat their lunch on their four, plunging their faces in their bowls. When they had eaten them out, their faces were smeared with food remnants. - You are disgusting! Don't you know how to eat properly? Clean one another! Yes, that way, with your tongue! Lick your muzzles like the little bitches you are! Speaking of that, my dear Brigitte, It would be the proper time to make them wear their new collars and leashes. As we are expecting visitors, I wouldn't like to have them rambling away and spend hours retrieving them back! Brigitte alla chercher dans le coffre de la voiture un collier blanc pour la brune Virginia et un collier noir pour la blonde Marie Laure. Virginia avait comme d'habitude un collier assez large avec une clochette tandis que l'autre etait en cuir tresse brillant. Brigitte attacha la laisse ˆ ce collier et fixa une longe ˆ l'anneau nasal de Virginia. Elle lui tata la poitrine. - What, still no milk? In my case, I started to produce milk less than a month after I received my hormonal shots! Marc, why don't you want to put your Marie Laure into production? At the price human milk is offered nowadays, it would be a nice addition to your income. We would be highly interested! - No, I don't want to bother milking her every morning and evening. - It's a pity you don't leave nearer from us! I would have loved coming every day to take care of her and have cheese and butter prepared by our little Virginia. - Tempting, indeed. I've seen the stall you installed in your basement. It really looks alike the real thing! Isn't the straw too aggressive for her naked breasts? - For a heifer or a cow, the correct word is teats. To answer your question, Virginia's comfort is the least of my problems! She offered herself to Jean. So she must assume the consequences of her own acts! One hour later, Marc heard the noise of an approaching car. He had invited Dan and his friends and their companions. Marie Laure's mother had immediately replied that she would jump to the station and take the first train to Sedan, as soon as marc had given her his very precise instructions : just a travel bag with two very short skirts, two body hugging low cut tops, one transparent dress, no undies, her collar and leash, manacles and leg irons and her make up kit. She was told to seduce one board a couple of young guys and have them fuck her, cunt, ass and mouth, in condoms, for sure, in order to be immediately ready to service several gentlemen - I think I've heard Dan's car. It should be the adequate moment to have our submissive girls fully harnessed, wouldn't you think so? - You're right! Brigitte drew from a cupboard a harness she placed on Virginia's head. It included blinders that completely blinded her. She then added ear plugs to make her deaf. Brigitte then turned toward Marie Laure. She was given the same treatment. Marc came them with a bit that locked her tongue and pushed it against her palate. She was now totally unable to communicate. Unbeknownst to her, Virginia was in the same position. Dan's car arrived at last. He jumped out of the car immediately. He was wide chested with a short beard, six feet tall. The second person to exit the car was even more impressive : taller by four inches, with a build sufficient to knock out a bull with his bare hands with his bulging muscles, a commanding voice and a phenomenal charisma : He was clearly born to be a leader. He presented himself with the name of Kyrhan Singh. He was quite evidently the Indian prince, Marc had told them about. In comparison, the third man seemed to be a weakling. He was nonetheless tall, well built with an innate elegance through which you could guess the typical English aristocrat. He was beaming with cleverness. His French elocution was faultless and his politeness was deliciously old fashioned. Brigitte was at once in love with him. She presented the men their submissive girls. They had not even realized that three men had just arrived. Dan was very interested by the bit of Marie Laure and Virginia's harness. He noted the piercings that adorned their breasts, cunt lips and clit as well as the padlock that Virginia wore to lock the access to her cunt. It was rather heavy and her lips were painfully distended. Brigitte explained him the situation. - This little slut, my niece, has still her cherry. My husband wants her to keep it one or two years before it's popped open and, may be, have her covered, knocked up if you prefer, immediately after. He is still pondering his options about it. The deflowering will be, for sure, public and it will be videoed for her humiliation to be more complete and have the more staying power. Copies will be sent to her family, friends and former boyfriends to make it harsher for her. He hasn't decided whether he will do the job himself or have it done by the big Dane of one of our friends. The dog has been used last year to take the cherries of two submissive girls. The show has been widely appreciated. - How was it done? - They were wearing school girl costumes with white socks and a black pleated very short skirt and a white top tightly adjusted, too small for them and for sure no undies. Dogs went sniffing under their skirts. They went down on their four and someone rolled back their skirts to expose their round bottoms. The dogs mounted them without further help. They were royally ass fucked by the dog which had a really huge cock. Afterward, they parted their legs and reached between them to aim the dog's cock toward their tiny virgin pussies. Their screams when the dog burst through their cherries quite brutally were awfully piercing but none of them faltered. Most of the spectators soiled their trousers. Myself, I was frigging myself furiously as I was terribly excited. Peter answered - You tempt us! My wife Leena and Kyrhan's one, Kira, often wear Indian clothes. Having them wear naughty English school girl could be funny, don't you think so, Kyrhan? Note : The present events took place two years before the opening of Demeanor school in Scotland. - Brigitte's description was enough to make me hard! My wife Kira and Dan's present girlfriend Sunita remained in Paris for shopping in order not to scare you away by a sudden invasion. But, with our friend Peter, we would need one girl more : his wife has an important meeting with a Sri Lankan business man, to be bred by him in Birmingham. She won't be able to come along - Bred by him?? I don't understand! - The relations in our group are rather complex : Kyrhan and Dan are totally dominators and Leena totally submissive but Peter, Sunita or Kira are ambivalent. It depends on the circumstances! - I see! But you may tell your companions to come along. The house is rather big with eight bedrooms. No problem either with an additional girl : I've recently submitted completely Marie Laure's mother. She is as hot as her daughter and equally ready to serve and service any number of men as long as they have big cocks. I can phone her and tell her to jump on the next high speed train. She may be here in the evening. - But will she agree? - I told you I've submitted her completely : I won't ask her to come! I'll order her to come and she had better obey immediately, even if she had a lover in her bed when I call her!!! - Perfect. While you organize everything with Dan and Jean, pPerhaps Brigitte could show us how far she went with her training of these two lovely young beauties. - Oh, their training is far from finished : The dark haired one has recently been given hormone shots : she should start soon her milk production. The blonde one, don't bother with names with such lowly sluts, has very recently developed interesting streaks : submissive and exhibitionism. It's the best combination : Such girls may be humiliated, presented or offered to strangers, lent or sold and they relish it! Their piercings are just a month old and now completely healed. They are already a couple of seasoned sluts. They will be soon offered to customers with no limits. We expect to make a lot of money with them! Brigitte held in a firm hand Virginia and Marie Laure's leashes. She was still feeling some embarrassment between both groups. She decided to take personal action to unblock the situation. She quietly rolled up her skirt, pushing it around her belt. She pulled down her G-string, proud to notice that her discreet strip tease had attracted the attention of the whole male assistance. She unhitched Marie Laure and Virginia from their harness, drew her submissive to her, on her knees. She was sitting on a big wooden log with her cunt and ass totally available. Brigitte pulled Marie Laure's head against her mound. The young woman immediately started to lick and suck her clit and twat as if her own life depended on it. Brigitte offered Virginia's leash to her husband who immediately understood what she was up to. He seized the leash and drew the girl toward his wife's bottom. Both submissive women were already well tamed. They immediately understood what they were expected to do. Virginia had had already several times the opportunity to pleasure her aunt Brigitte with her tongue but she never had been asked to attend her ass. She shyly presented her tongue and made it turn slowly around the still tightly clenched rim. The initial repulsion disappeared swiftly, she put all her heart in the job she was to perform. Brigitte pushed from inside her belly as if she wanted to shit. Her anus opened wide without anymore attention. Virginia's tongue immediately entered the gaping hole without even lifting an eye brow. Meanwhile, Marie Laure was faced directly for the first time in her life with a woman's dripping cunt. She made an effort to remember how she could have received pleasure, herself, when she was a free woman, not Marc's slave. She started by licking the juice oozing from the drooling twat. She was applying herself to do her job meticulously when she felt a man's hard cock sliding between her buttocks. The man (it was Dan) made her spread out her legs in order to receive him. He didn't need to apply much force to enter her dripping cunt. In the same movement, he impaled her ass hole with a stiffened thumb, wiggling it inside her bottom, obviously trying to ream her progressively. Dan, even with his skill and force would never have succeeded to prepare Marie Laure's ass hole to penetrations considerably more important than what she was accustomed to but, during the previous night, Romuald had used a big black intruder that was largely more important than Dan's thumb. She had thought she would be split in two but Romuald had managed to make her accommodate it. Virginia had received it in her turn later and it was extremely obscene to watch that big log protruding from the bottom of Virginia who had kept her virginal appearance so far. In a few minutes, the young maid's bottom stretched out and opened completely. Dan pulled out rapidly and let the place to his friend Kyrhan. Marie Laure was terrified when she saw the monstrous torpedo that was about to ruin her back passage. Marc was also very afraid as were Jean, Brigitte and their niece. Virginia imagined herself ripped open and taken to the nearesr emergency ward. Dan and Peter tried their best to reassure them, explaining that Kyrhan was very gentle and very patient, that their own wives were often fucked by him and no injury had ever been caused by his big girth. As they were still unconvinced, Dan proposed them to phone to Leena and Kira to make them confirm their stance. Brigitte and Marc were stupefied when their fears were swept away by a tremendous roar of laughter. - Don't fret! Kyrhan is so good a lover that I think he could prepare any girl to be fucked and eventually her cherry taken by a stallion, yes, a real horse, and she would enjoy every moment! Brigitte, somewhat upset by the giggles of the two girls on the phone decided to experiment it with her submissive, Virginia. She, too, was stretched out by Romuald's monster plug. If everything went fine with her, it would still be possible to offer Marie Laure to such a mammoth cock. Marc would have no more ground to have cold feet. Meanwhile, Brigitte would love to spend some nice time with Peter. She had always been highly sensitive to the aristocratic charm of English gentlemen. The operation was finally a bit longer than they had expected but, after half an hour of efforts and constant but manageable pain for Virginia, the enormous cock was able to slide freely back and fro into her asshole. Each in and out movements produced high pitch screams. At the beginning, Marc and Jean had imagined distinguishing pain accents but now there was no doubt left : Virginia was coming madly, stretched out to the breaking point by the oversize cock of Prince Kyrhan. She was crying for him to stretch even more her poor anus, to fill it to capacity, to dump his load at last deep into her bowels. Virginia was delirious with pleasure, promising him aloud the most abject submissions if he deigned to continue to fuck her through that passage that was no longer so narrow. When Kyrhan pulled out to lubricate once more Virginia's back passage, Brigitte pushed her arm nearly to her elbow in the dilated anal opening. Then she had replaced it with a bottle of Champagne pushed to half its diameter. But after Kyrhan would have fully entered her ass hole, it was very likely that Virginia would nearly accommodate the whole bottle there. Virginia screamed even louder when Kyrhan spewed his cum into her passage. She fainted as he pulled out very slowly not to hurt her. When he withdrew completely with an excessive care, he turned on the comforter, just to discover a very eager Marie Laure who had watched Virginia cumming like a mad girl during half an hour. She wanted now her turn in that frenzy of lust, to participate to the sex feast. The idea must have been compelling as Brigitte, who had fucked quietly with Peter, then with Dan and finally with Peter again while Virginia then Marie Laure were vigorously ass fucked, in such a delightful way, emitted too, the wish to be sodomized by Kyrhan. The prince was somewhat tired but he promised to take care of her as soon as possible and no later than next morning. Every one left afterward to Sedan where the house was big enough to accommodate them all, including the two women who were expected later in the evening. Human Cattle Ch. 04 With the kind authorization from Riviere7. * Brigitte's exhibitionist tendencies, nearly forgotten for years blossomed again as she was sucked and licked by both her submissive girls, Virginia and Marie Laure. It was fantastic to be so pleasantly treated in front of so many men : five if her overexcited senses didn't fool her. It really reminded her the time when she was Jean's slave girl. They had gradually stopped their domination games and Marc and Marie Laure had been the adjuvant she had needed to keep her memory alive. But, with Dan, Kyrhan and Peter just arrived, a dam had suddenly caved in and extinguished fires now were burning again. She felt able today to completely drain the five men of all their seminal fluids! She was very vocal at the moment, screaming her pleasure to the face of her husband and their guests. Kyrhan and Dan were watching her with a faint smile. After a few minutes, Kyrhan turned inquiringly toward Dan who nodded rapidly. He turned then toward Jean. - May we sample her, Jean? - By all means, help yourself as you wish! Kyrhan and his friend approached the trio of girls. To Marie Laure and Virginia's dismay, they gently pulled away the two girls. None of them dared to protest but Brigitte did. She was nearly on a high and has been deprived of another breathtaking climax. She felt nevertheless she was handled by skillful hands. She opened her eyes to discover Kyrhan's eyes just in front of her. He was standing and positioning her carefully. She felt then something very hard poking against her ass hole. She turned her head and looked down. She saw Dan's quite appetizing cock positioning itself between her buttocks. He was too big for her. She didn't want to be ruined by him. She felt the tip of his cock pushing inside, parting her like a plough. She screamed as he entered her without difficulty. Virginia had really made a good job, lubricating profusely her bottom. Instead of the pain she had expected, she felt just she was stretched to unusual limits but nothing else. She turned back toward Kyrhan. Now than Dan was sheathed deeply into her back passage, Brigitte realized why they had chosen who would use her cunt without any communication : Kyrhan was significantly bigger than Dan. For a first time, it was certainly safer for Kyrhan to use her more elastic cunt. He was already fingering her twat to prepare it to receive that mammoth intruder. When he eased himself into her, she gasped involuntarily but let him proceed freely. She promised herself she would ask him soon to stretch her ass hole sufficiently to accommodate him for their mutual pleasure. God, she had never expected to be able to receive two cocks as huge as these ones together. Meanwhile, Peter had grabbed Virginia, put her on her knees, crouching on the soil and he was pounding her back passage. The girl was expressing her satisfaction with delighted moans. There was only Marie Laure left to take care of her companion Marc and of Jean. They had skewered her like Dan and Kyrhan had done and she seemed to enjoy it a lot! At a moment, Dan noted that Marc had managed to jam his cock in Marie Laure's twat together with Jean. The young woman had now both their cocks deep into her love tunnel and she didn't seem to suffer excessively from it. Good, that girl was his next target and Kyrhan would probably have her dancing at the tip of his cock before the day was over. Their unexpected guests were very welcoming, indeed! When everyone disengaged from the heap of bodies on the floor, on the settee, wherever they had finished their frolics, they rearranged themselves quietly. The men buttoned back their clothes and sat on chairs or armchairs casually, Brigitte noted with pleasure that Marie Laure and Virginia had discreetly brushed back their hair, repaired hastily their make up but were now still naked, their wrists crossed behind their backs, their heads bent down in the most submissive way. They were on their knees on Brigitte's side with their legs wide open, ready to be used again or obey any order from their mistress. Brigitte was quite proud with them for having followed the lessons of the training she had given them : their bellies were caved in, their breasts pushed forward and they didn't sit on their feet but remained crouched, ready to jump forward. Brigitte was pretty sure that their total availability would ensure they would be used again by some of the males soon. Brigitte especially wanted to watch the pretty Marie Laure impaled simultaneously on Kyrhan and Dan's cocks. Marc wouldn't remove his eyes from that image. He was in love with his girl friend but wanted to have her utterly soiled in front of his eyes! Brigitte wanted to celebrate in a proper way the visit of such important people. For sure, she wouldn't be the cook, she wouldn't prepare the table, serve the food, clean the dishes but poor little Virginia in charge of preparing a gala dinner for eight or nine people if you discounted Virginia, Marie Laure and her mother. Ah, Marie Laure's mother: what was her name? Ah, yes : Brigitte. There would be surely mistakes when two women, one dominant and one submissive had the same first name but Brigitte didn't care. Virginia went to the kitchen as usual since her arrival in the house. Her mother had trained her to be a good cook and producing a very tasty piece of meat or fish, a superb dessert was a form of art in which she excelled and which pleased her a lot. In the previous years, she had been often hired as an extra by several renowned chefs in the region during her holidays. Brigitte was clumsy and inefficient in a kitchen but Virginia was a really outstanding cook. The chefs she had met would have been really surprised discovering her preparing food as she was, naked under her apron modified by Brigitte to her own taste. The back was reduced to a very tight belt and a buckle around her neck. Her waist was so constricted that you could think circling it with just your two hands. The usual chef's handkerchief around the neck had been replaced by a very plunging neckline that ended with a metal circle around her navel. Her outfit was meant to outline the young treasures of her body, not to protect it! Jean especially loved to caress freely the buttocks of his cook and plunge his index finger between them while she bustled about in front of the stove. He took a devilish pleasure when she had just tasted her delicious sauces, to pull out his soiled finger and make her suck it clean. Quite evidently, she would never taste that sauce again! She was just a submissive, an inferior woman, a toy for her masters and her own desires were to be ignored or even ostensibly scorned. She wouldn't have expected or wanted anything else! For all her preparations, she used only woman milk, butter, cream and she offered only milk from the best humane cows from Saint Azul. She was perfectly aware that, as soon as she would start her own milk production, she would be expected to use it for her daily recipes. She would be proud to contribute that way to the gastronomic pleasures of her master and mistress. It was clearly an important part of her obligations to them. - Marc, how do we organize the service with Virginia and Marie Laure? - I would suggest you to keep Virginia in the kitchen. She will just serve the dessert as she is herself a part of it! - Yes but I fear that Marie Laure will be overburdened with nine guests! - Nine? I counted just eight! - You forgot Marie Laure's mother, Marc! - I didn't forget her! She is very submissive, I told you. I trained her quite thoroughly! Don't worry with her : she will have all the drinks she'll need and a high protein diet, tonight! - So, we'll have five men and three women. Not finely balanced! - No problem : on the long window side of the table, we'll place Kira with Marc and Dan on her sides. On the other side, we'll have Sunita with Kyrhan and Jean. On the small side of the table, we'll place you and Peter. You didn't seem impervious to his very British charm, did you? - You are right, dear! So you'll nicely mix us with our guests : a good choice! - My only worry is how Marie Laure and her mother will react : Participating to a formal dinner as waitresses and being expected to fuck several strangers in public or going under the table to service them are a first for both of them. Someone may order Marie Laure to suck her mother or the other way around : they may buckle! - I'll warn them to behave! We must immortalize this occasion if it occures! I'll take photographs. Is the husband aware of her situation? - He must suspect as much : I made her change completely her ward robe with very clinging black patent mini skirts, six inches heel plateau shoes, fishnet stockings, cupless bras, slit slips and indecently low cut blouses, skirts and dresses. She is forbidden to wear anything else! - Oh my god! Yes, I'm pretty sure he suspects something! - I hadn't finished! Recently, they went to the opera and I made her wear a micro skirt above a fishnet cat suit with holes in all the strategic places : her crotch was naked, her ass hole easily attainable and her breasts were completely bare under a scarf. I was at her side and played with her clit as soon as we were in the dark. - And she didn't try to resist? - Not at all! After the show, I convinced them to go to a dancing hall mostly for swingers. I danced with her a long time and put my hands under her skirt on the floor dance. When I lifted her skirt up, all the other dancers could see her naked bottom. I made her twirl until we were just in front of her husband's table. - He didn't react? - No, he just watched her with a gaping mouth and bulging eyes! I pushed two fingers into her ass hole while I frigged her clit. She cummed immediately les than three feet from him and she wasn't mute, I can assure you. - So there wasn't any doubt for him! - None, I can tell you! He just soiled his grey pants in view of every one. . . - Ok, I'll photograph her sideways for her to be perfectly identifiable while she is giving good head! You'll offer an enlargement of it to her hubbie and tell him to hang it in their bedroom. Then she'll have a thought for you every evening, especially if he loves the missionary position! - My dear Brigitte, I love your perverted mind : imagine the poor cuckold hanging himself on the wall of his bedroom a picture of his wife cuckolding him is a very good idea. I like it a lot! - Don't you think he could balk hanging such a porn image there? - Not a chance, Brigitte! I presented Florence, Marie Laure's sister, to German friends on her eighteenth anniversary. She became almost immediately their submissive slave. A month later, she had been totally shaved, tattoed, branded, prostituted, whipped, humiliated and finally fucked repeatedly by several dogs. They sent a video to her father and he got really excited seeing his daughter so badly manhandled. Imagine : if it was his wife, it would be even better for him. He'll beg for more! - Uhh! Why not organize then a gang bang with immigrants For Marie Laure and her mother and ask him to receive the cash. When the last customer had left, he could relieve himself in Marie Laure's ass before her mother sucks him clean or the reverse! - Decadent and perverse. We'll see what we can do soon. You have a very imagination, Brigitte! - You're nice! Oh, I just heard car doors shut. I think our first visitors have just arrived. Fresh troops are always a relief! They went out to welcome the two women. The driver was a woman, forty or so, with a royal carriage, high cheeks which reinforced her beauty and a long dark mane. Her rather slender figure emphasized her luscious hips, her generous and arrogant tits and her thin waist. She was wearing a short summer skirt and a low cut top. She was clearly the type of women who caught men's eyes in a crowd. It must be Kira, Prince Kyrhan's wife. - Good evening! May I present myself : I'm Brigitte and here is my husband Jean and our friend Marc. Waiting inside are our two submissives : Virginia and Marie Laure, Marc's girlfriend. They are keeping company to Kyhan, Dan and Peter. Kira smiled back. Before she had said anything, a second woman climbed out of the car. She smiled to them. - Hi, I'm Sunita, Dan's present girlfriend and this lady is princess Kira - A pleasure to meet you! I would have expected that you would wear sarees. - Oh, that! Kira is of French origin and I'm American. When we are in India, we wear sarees and kameez but in Europe, we put on more conventional outfits except for formal occasions or when Kyrhan is with us. Dan simply don't care! - Is this evening dinner considered formal? I would love have two women in sarees at my table! - Kyrhan is very touchy with etiquette. So, both of us will be in sarees for dinner. If you want to please him, perhaps you could put on one as well! - Me but I don't know how to wear it! - It's quite simple. We'll show you! Just now, could we have a shower? We would like to appear in a fresh state to the Prince! - No problem, follow me! - Oh I almost forgot. Marc had given my phone number to your last guest. - Ah, yes! Marie Laure's mother! - She has phoned me and asked to be picked up at the station in Reims. She is with us. - Where is she? - We chatted somewhat at the station. Kira gathered she is very submissive but so far her exhibitions were limited to Marc and a few sessions in sex shops in Paris or in the street. She knows that she is about to cross a boundary, the limit of no return and become an avowed submissive. - Certainly but what did you do, Kira? - My car was in the underground parking place. I led her there and ordered her to strip outside the car, just in view of the surveillance camera. She hadn't noticed it. I told her to lick my pussy until I cummed then to do the same thing to Sunita. When she had finished, I showed her the camera. She went crimson. Afterward, she jumped stark naked into the trunk without difficulty. When I paid at the gate, the man in charge had ogled eyes. I offered him to have a look at our boot. The car park was nearly empty. When he opened it, she offered her lips and gave him the blow job of his life. I took a few pictures. I thought it would set the mood of our stay! - A masterful idea, Kira. Her muscles must be rather sore, now! Shall we deliver her? I'll fetch a comforter. - What's the matter? The street is nearly empty! She may cross it quite nude. If ever someone sees her, he or she won't lose the sight! You should be ruder with submissive girls, dear! She has brought, in her travel bag, manacles, a steel collar with pikes and a leash, she told me. Have her wear them immediately. Don't hurry! She'll relish the danger. Brigitte obeyed. Kira was surprising her : with a few sentences, she had taken full control of the situation, just as if she was the home owner. She was a far more experienced dominatrix than herself, even though Brigitte's deepest feelings told her that Kira would love to be dominated and exhibited, too. Such a combination usually often produces explosive cocktails. There was therefore nothing surprising with her attracting such impressive men such as Kyrhan and Dan who had a very high consideration for her, from their conversation. As soon as Brigitte had led the woman inside, far from indiscreet gaze, Kira took back the leash. She ordered Marie Laure's mother to crouch at her feet. She obeyed quite meekly, as Kira's charisma had totally subjugated her. First thing, we have to solve is our submissive's name. You're Brigitte and are dominant : so, it's the submissive who must lose her name! Something different but sounds somewhat like her original name! It must just mark her inferior status. - What about Gigi? - Quite convenient but I think I've a better idea : I had a long time ago a female dog I called Gita. Why not use a diminutive that would sound Indian in deference to Kyrhan? I would propose then Gita. - Agreed! Well, my dear friends, may I present you our new bitch, Gita. Now, we'll go to the bathroom. Gita you accompany us but you stay on your four!, Brigitte, please come with us, We'll transform you into a passable Indian lady Ten minutes later, three very elegant beauties wearing richly embroidered sarees with matching cholis, gala make up and lavish jewellery entered the room where Marie Laure and Virginia were busy servicing the four men. The men sprang up to welcome Kira and her friend, stopping the two submissives in their tracks, just to stress out their inferior status. After very cheerful greetings, Kira turned toward the submissives. Two of them were still on their four, highly frustrated of having just been abandoned suddenly by the two men who were fucking them. The newly named Gita was the only one who seemed quite at ease with her position at the feet of her mistress. She was certainly very compliant. Kira pointed her finger toward Marie Laure. - This one has boobs about the same size as Gita. Is it her daughter? - Congratulations! Marie Laure! Come and kiss Gita to welcome her! No, not that way, stupid! Kiss her straight on the mouth and use your tongue! You can also rub your breasts and your crotches. No hands, for sure! - But she is my mother, Mistress Brigitte! - I don't care! You're submissives and nothing else, here! If anyone here cares for it, you'll lick one another until you cum and I don't want you to hold back anything, understood, sluts? - Yes, Mistress! - Now you can do the same thing with Virginia. She's a submissive just like you. Gita was very careful to follow Kira and Brigitte's instructions. Her second lesson was how to welcome properly a dominant woman. She was led, crawling on her knees in front of Sunita who was now sitting on a chair. Gita was told to lift up the hem of Sunita's sari and lift it to discover her petticoat underneath. She pushed it up carefully as it was the first time she discovered such unusual garments. She discovered underneath Sunita's bare cunt that was already glistening with fluids, half open in anticipation. - When we are with Kyrhan or Dan, we never put on undies : it would be a waste of time as Kyrhan is extremely virile. He can satisfy me four times in a row and twice that in a day without the help of any drug! He would peel off my boxer in the first half an hour and probably throw it through the window. . . Gita leisurely played with Sunita's clit and love lips, pushing sometimes a stiffened tongue as deep as she could into her honey pot that was ostensibly filled up. Brigitte then led her to Kira who obligingly sat on a deep armchair and pulled up herself her petticoat and her saree. Then Sunita took her leash and told her to offer the same service to Brigitte. She had been several times deliciously licked by Marie Laure and Virginia but she discovered it was quite a different thing being serviced in the present condition : wearing a silk saree that was caressing her skin, in front of five men whose eyes devoured her and under the eyes of two idle submissives! Finally group sex could have its special pleasures. Brigitte couldn't deny the fact that her cunt was wet and dripping and Gita's tongue would prevent her from staining her armchair!! She thought that in the future, Marie Laure and Virginia would have few occasions of being alone with her in the secluded secrecy of her boudoir! - You're a good slave, Gita! Now it's time to take care of our men. You are going to greet Peter, Dan and Kyrhan, our guests first, then Marc and Jean. You crawl to them on your four, clean their shoes with your tongue, suck their cocks if they want or offer them your cunt or your ass, as they choose. I don't want you to pretend being tired before you have serviced them all. This is your DUTY and you must perform it to the limit of your strength, until you faint from exhaustion or finish it! Human Cattle Ch. 04 Gita wanted Marc to be proud of her and her daughter jealous. She was sure she had never been ordered to service three women and five men in a row. She was in a competitive mood and had decided to set an exemple for both the other submissive girls! She scurried toward her first objective, the quite handsome Peter. She bent down from her waist and kissed the tip of his shoes then drew out her tongue to clean it, insisting on the heels and the seams, before switching to the second shoe. She lifted her head to know how he wanted her. Peter settled for her to give a good head. Although he had been busy taking care of Virginia's ass hole, Gita didn't falter. He spewed his jizzm into her throat in just a few minutes, a tribute to her skills and ultimately to Marc's training as she had never done such a thing to her husband or any of her suitors when she was young. A few minutes later, Dan chose her back passage. Marc used regularly this way, now as it emphasized his total control of her. He would have chosen another way but he knew that the next in line was Kyrhan. If he chose to use her anus, too, it was just simple generosity to lube her hole before! Kyrhan thanked him with a nod and opted also for her ass hole. They had shared so many times Kira or another girl from Kyrhan's expanding harem that he didn't care exploring the hole his friend had just vacated. But Gita was horrified when she discovered the big log that was to devastate her. - Master, it's impossible! It's just too big for me! It was true that Kyrhan's huge cock was completely out of common range for most women. He had extracted it from his Indian garment, she was told later was a dhoti, something still mysterious for her at that moment. Marc went to reassure her. - Don't be afraid! Your daughter and the frail little Virginia had the same reaction. They were panicking. Dan explained them that Kyrhan is very calm and patient and never harmed or even injured any woman. Brigitte decided that Virginia would be the first one to be impaled by that elephant's trunk. She was so thin that Brigitte thought she could help her out if necessary. It went pretty bwell in record time. Virginia finished screaming quite loud, so loud in fact all of us were around her but it was only pure pleasure when he rammed the last inches inside her poor bottom. - There were no damages to her sphincter? - None at all! You may calm down! This morning, it was your daughter's turn and Kyrhan won again that contest before your arrival. Virginia pleaded to be used again while Kira was changing into saree. You didn't hear anything special, did you? - No, but it's still so huge! - Virginia, if I asked Kyrhan to do it again, would you agree freely? - Oh, for sure, Master Marc! I'm always ready for him anytime! - Marie Laure, do you agree? - Yes, for sure! The Prince knows how to cope with poor little white girls like myself, so tight. He told me that next time will be even better! Mom, you really should try it. He is a magician : I felt no pain, just the feeling of being filled up to capacity, stretched to the limit but no further as I never had been even with big cocks and dildos. The only unpleasant feeling was when he pulled out quite slowly before ramming it in with all his weight and force. I wasn't expecting it. I yelled as it was a total surprise. That was sooo good! Gita didn't argue any more. She turned her back obediently to Kyrhan, parted her buttocks with her hands as completely as she could and pushed out to open her ass and welcome the master to whom she abandoned herself completely. Kyrhan pulled her to him quite gently. The tip of his cock parted her buttocks and entered slowly her open hole. The grip on her shoulders diminished. Kyrhan was not forcing himself into her, letting her stretch slowly to accommodate him. The pressure was permanent but not threatening. He wanted her to impale herself at her speed. Each time she felt her sphincter was giving way, she obediently pushed back to engulf another inch. When she felt an itch from his pubic hair rubbing against her ass cheeks, she realized that Kyrhan had won once more. She was impaled to the hilt and all his tremendous bull's cock was now deep into her bowels. As Marc has promised, there had been no actual pain. Exultation invaded her : now she would be able to accommodate the biggest cocks she could imagine with no difficulty and no fear!! When Kyrhan cummed in her ass, she threw her head back and howled like a lioness. At this signal, Kyrhan's big hands grabbed her pendulous tits and began to maul them, rekindling immediately the pleasure in her loins. She fainted for a few seconds but nobody noticed it. Her job wasn't finished : she had still Marc and Jean to satisfy, her future son, the master who had revealed herself to her new life of so pleasant servitude and her mistress' husband! Marc didn't want to use her back passage which had been widely stretched hout by Kyrhan's behemoth cock. He really enjoyed it, welcoming, wet and hot, just as he liked it. He did a very good job there and she cummed twice. Jean was less pusillanimous and, without a word to tell her his choice, he reached for her buttocks and humped forward, hammering at her back as if he had been starved of sex for months. Since Virginia's arrival in his household, he used that way regularly with her but also with Marie Laure and quite recently, even with his wife. It was now an established custom. Gita was probably looser than usual but he didn't care. He added just another load there. She wouldn't probably need an enema that day but she was of no importance to him. When Jean pulled out and went back to his seat, Gita was sporting a large satisfied smile. Ostensibly, servicing five men, quite well endowed for several of them, wasn't an unbearable chore for Marie Laure's mother. For the dinner, Marie Laure and Gita were fed earlier from bowls served outdoors on the sundeck. They would take care of the service, serving food, wine and catering for any needs of the guests. For their service, they were allowed to stand at attention, nude with just a tiny lace apron and a matching cap, no shoes. Brigitte had stuffed their asses with a big plug that didn't cause them any more fear or pain, thanks to Kyrhan! It was felt just as a symbol of their slavery and they had received it with pride! Virginia arrived later with a huge chocolate dessert. She cut it into slices which were presented to the participants. While they ate and chatted, the three girls disappeared from view. Suddenly, Dan, Kyrhan and Peter lifted their heads in a common gesture : a feminine hand was opening their fly (and Kyrhan's dhoti), fumbling inside hastily and extracting a fast swelling cock. An invisible feminine mouth closed immediately on it and started to suck and lick it with obvious delight : Gita for Dan and Marie Laure for Kyrhan. Meanwhile, Kira didn't stay idle and wanked Marc while Sunita played with Jean's cock. Only Brigitte was reduced to caress Peter's balls while he was deliciously sucked by Virginia. Then the submissives switched to another member of their respective groups. For the coffee and the evening chat, the groups were maintained with the submissive girl on a leash held by the woman at the center of the group. The men were tired and few asked for their service. They discussed of the arrangements for the night. Kira preempted Kyrhan. Surprisingly, Sunita chose Marc. Brigitte chose Peter as everyone had expected. The three submissive girls had no say in the choice. Dan picked up Marie Laure and Jean, Gita. The poor Virginia felt rejected but Kyrhan told her to join him. She hurried to his feet with a cry of joy. - Tonight, I feel sufficient strength to exhaust both of you. If you win, I'll be your slave for both of you tomorrow. If I win, Kira will wear my collar tomorrow. - I take up the gauntlet!!! Noises, screams and moans punctuated the night. They emanated from the five occupied bedrooms. The most active, late in the night was evidently Kyrhan's. The fighting ended at the early hours of the morning with the last one to admit the defeat. On the next morning, Dan emerged from his bedroom followed by his companion for the night. The other ones exited their bed rooms one after the other. The last one was Kyrhan. He was smiling. . . Dan noticed he was fully clothed. He congratulated his friend for having won his challenge. Kyrhan confirmed it and clapped his hands. Virginia, in collar and leash came out, leading an equally naked Kira in the same outfit. The two girls positioned themselves to the right and left of Kyrhan, at his feet, on their knees. He began to distribute them cake pieces and milk in bowls he placed on the floor. The girls licked their bowls clean. Kyrhan announced : - If you don't care, I would like to enjoy a bit more these two beauties. I propose we adjourn for today until dinner. Every one can do whatever he or she wants. The agreement was general. Marc and Dan decided for a walk in the country with Marie Laure and Gita who had no say in the decision. Brigitte and Peter returned to their bedroom and closed the door. Revealing noises soon informed every one of the kind of activities chosen by Kyrhan and Peter. Marc and Dan chose for their companions cat suits of the type mentioned by Marc for his adventure at Opera with Gita. Marc had fortunately two of them, in stretch material that could fit both girls. A pair of boots, a tweed miniskirt and a sweater would complete their outfits. Dan always far sighted prepared a rucksack with water, a thermos of coffee and a big box of condoms. Marc was surprised : - We have decided not to bother with such things, all of us are clean and all the girls are on the pill! - You never know! Two hours later, as they had just crossed a small forest and were arrived in a picturesque place along a small lake, they run into a group of well built men, a soccer ball team that was jogging in the country. There was twenty four of them, including the coach. All of them kept throwing avid glances toward the two splendid girls who were with them. Dan teased the coach. - You're drooling in front of our girl friends. - Sorry but we didn't expect to find such top class wenches so far away from the city. Are they your girl friends? - No, they are our slaves. We can order to do anything even to let all of you fuck them here and now! - Oh, you must be joking, it's unfair and not proper, chap. - I'm not joking! Want to check their total obedience? You'll have to live with the consequences. These girls are very hot and I don't want to disappoint them. - No chance. - As you want. Marie Laure, Gita, take off your skirt and pull over. You are going to service these fine gentlemen. Just lie on these tree trunks. No let your head falling in the back and your legs on the opposite side. You'll be able to service two men simultaneously : one in your mouth and one with your cunr or ass. They will choose themselves. They will just have you lift your bottom to reach to your ass hole with their big cocks. And you guys, I've a big box of condoms, fifty for your needs. That is two for each of you and two spares if a few of you had second thoughts. Does that suit you? - You're joking? And the girls? - I told you that they are slaves. Look! they are ready to be fucked by you! Marie Laura and Gita had carefully folded their clothes at a distance and were waiting silently for their first customers. They knew they were ordered to whores' duty but they didn't care. The coach was clearly surprised but didn't object. He even organized things meticulously so that there was no rush. In less than two hours, all the condoms had been used and both girls were not even winded. Dan congratulated them when the coach had left with his delighted team. - I think we could have the girls play a more important role, don't you think so, Marc? After all, they are your girl friend and her mother! - For me, it would be OK as long I don't lose them for a long time. What are you thinking of? - Oh, there are several possibilities : milk slaves like Virginia, broodmares like Leena, Peter's wife, actual whores for money or as slaves (I've heard of an organization in Singapore). We'll discuss the options back home! Perhaps, you could tour the different places and meet the girls? Human Cattle Ch. 05 With the kind authorization from Riviere7 * Dan, Marc and the two girls arrived late home. All their friends were afraid of some mishap and were glad to see them back safe. The girls carrying the now nearly empty travel bag seemed so exhausted that Kira inquired about what they had done. When she learned that the girls had been gangbanged by a group of rugby players who were jogging on the same path, she laughed and sent them to shower. - A good and long shower with cold water will wake you up, lazy bones! Twenty four well built men shouldn't be enough to completely wear out two experienced girlsÊ: it's unheard of!!! We should work hard to build up your stamina somewhat, send you to Demeanor School in Scotland. There, they should have you service fifty men each day and one hundred for the week end during a couple of weeks. That would be a real challenge! You are no more teenage school girls but grown up women, you shameful sissies! Brigitte and Marie Laure bent their heads in guilt. - But, Brigitte, I thought you were really a hard boiled dominatrix. Just a little walk with Dan and he transforms you into a submissive ready to be gangbanged on a fallen tree trunk! What a shame! You're no better than Marie Laure or Gita! I'll treat you in the same way as them! She scolded them during five minutes before sending them to the bathroom. Virginia was lying on Kyrhan's lap. He was toying lazily with her nipples, squeezing then releasing them. She was purring like a cat. Suddenly, he pulled back his hand hastily. His fingers were wet. He looked at them inquiringly, sniffed his fingers and finally licked them. He beckoned : - Brigitte! Your little Virginia has just produced her first milk. Every one then pressed her huge tits to extract a few droplets they tasted as if it was the sweetest nectar. Brigitte came back with two breast pumps. - I know you have probably been dried out already but, it'll stimulate your production. In less than a month, you should produce enough for the whole household, I'm sure of it! Brigitte told her own story when Jean had used her as a mobile milk dispenser, following him everywhere, even to a closet adjacent to his office where she knelt for hours in the dark on a table with a glass in front of her. He entered the closet, switched on her breast pumps and filled the glass. He drank it out, rinsed the glass and left without even addressing a word to her. He had no consideration for her at all at that time! She was nothing but a tool for his convenience. Virginia produced about a quart of a glass with her two breasts. Brigitte told her : - Don't worry, pet! Your production will grow rapidly. But, Kira, Kyrhan told me you had recently a baby. - Yes, about three months ago. - So you are in milk, too! - Oh no, I'm trying to stop it! If you put a breast pump on me, it'll need another two months to stop it! - But why stop it? I'm sure Kyrhan will enjoy milking you twice a day or have you milked by visitors or servants. - I don't want it! - May I point out that you promised to be his obedient slave for the day. If he orders you to be put on milk again, you have to obey and not try to make it stop tomorrow. You'll have to wait for his order, don't you think so, Kyrhan? - By all means, Brigitte! So my darling Kira, I think you're about to provide me again with your best milk for the coming ten years or so! I think that my love for you made me a bit too lenient. I could exhibit you at the next Saint Azul cattle market. You'll share Virginia's trailer unless Marc wants also Marie Laure and Gita treated with hormones. It would make a fine herd, indeed! That would change you, kira, a lot from your usual role of princess in our palace! When Kira had married Kyrhan, she had decided to have the Prince's family centuries old palace and stronghold restored. Her efforts had transformed the ruins into a luxury hotel where she lived with her husband, when he wasn't in Delhi for his official role, in the aisle where the secluded former harem had been installed. Kyrhan has built a wide net of friends throughout the world where spouses and girls could be swapped following the needs of every one : you are about to leave for a business trip where you can't be accompanied by your wife? No problem : one of the men in the group will probably offer to receive her! Your wife is on vacations in a far away resort and you feel alone : just ask and one of the girls in the group most probably will suddenly drop by and fulfill all your dreams (see my other stories with Kira and Kyrhan for a more complete view of the situation). Kira didn't feel like opposing her Lord and Master. She let Brigitte put on the breast pumps on her tits with a sigh. Jean's wife felt she wasn't to just switch them on. Better to humiliate Kira a bit! - Kyrhan, would you like to have the honor? But the Prince declined and proposed instead that Virginia would do it, just to point out that, until midnight, Kira wasn't his princess, just another milk slave like Brigitte's niece to be used and abused! The girl obediently switched on both pumps, taking care to have a small delay between the two pumps. Being milked either by hand, machine or even sucked is a highly erotic experience for many women. The most sensitive ones can reach to a thunderous climax just by having their teats thus massaged. Brigitte had made Virginia discover it and she was using her brand new knowledge for the benefit of Kira. Khyran's wife would have continuously one or another of her nipples sucked during her whole milking! Kira was quite aware of why Virginia had done it and of the unavoidable consequences : in a few minutes, she would certainly shame herself by climaxing while every one watched her begging to be fucked. She knew her breasts were extremely sensitive and nothing could prevent her from a screaming orgasm. At that moment, she was cross with her husband, for depriving her of any dignity in presence of their friends but deep into her mind, she was dancing in anticipation, singing carols. She loved to be forced to submit by her husband or any of their friends and the shame of public exposure was a major turn on for her! The breast pumps had soon the expected effect. Kira started to moan helplessly then grimaced with a more and more evident tortured look. She threw her head back, gripping the base of her gorgeous melons helplessly. She finally surrendered to the incredible feelings taking their source in her breasts but irradiating throughout her body. Her blood seemed about to boil, her belly was heavy and hot. She felt liquid fluids oozing from her cunt and gliding down her thighs. She screamed on and on... Her body wasn't obeying any more to her brain. She wanted to calm down to enjoy the aftermaths of her devastating climax but a stir deep into her belly informed her that her body was ready for more, many more similar orgasms. The culprits were clearly both her husbands Dan and Kyrhan who had accustomed her to serial climaxes. For the benefit of the reader who hasn't followed Kira's life, she had been Dan's quite demure wife when they visited India for the first time. She was fascinated by the country and its inhabitants. She met by accident prince Kyrhan who became her mentor. When she was familiar with life in India, he forged an Indian identity for her and married her in the traditional and quite official way with Dan's benediction. Under both her identities, Kira became bigamous and commuted often between India and France. Kyrhan had just kept the privilege of pretending to be Kira's husband, have her wear Indian clothes and follow the customs of his home country whenever he came to France, if he wanted. Kira was usually shared by her two husbands in such occasions except if another girl from Kyrhan's harem accompanied her master. While Kira's body was rocked by waves of ecstatic pleasure coaxed by the sucking of her tits, Brigitte was keeping an eye on her. When the two bottles were filled, she switched off the pumps. Kira's head dropped down. She was dizzy : she had been on an high and Brigitte had stopped her dead on her tracks. - Oh, please, Brigitte, switch it back on, I was on the verge of yet another strong one! - Hush, pet, I'm just replacing the bottles! You haven't been drained out! - Oh my god! You want me to fill them too! But that will make nearly a liter! - Yes and tomorrow morning, you'll fill yourself Kyrhan and Dan's glasses directly from your udders like any dairy slaves in my premises. The rest and what Virginia will produce will be shared between the other ones. Tomorrow evening, I'll milk you myself by hand to demonstrate to Virginia and you how to do it properly. Afterwards, you'll do it to one another. Do it early enough for you and Virginia to have enough milk for the dinner! I love the desserts she'll make with it! For dinner, you'll have produced some more, just enough to add a cloud of milk in our evening tea, my dear! - Oh it's unfair, Brigitte! Kyrhan never asked me something like that. - Don't worry! You'll still be his pampered wife and love. You'll see it : sexual milking may be extremely addictive and shortly, you'll be extremely proud to offer your swollen tits to your husband and beg him to release the stress in your breasts when they ache to be milked. - But what will I do at receptions? - Don't find problems where there are none! You'll get drained just before leaving and you'll be quiet for twelve hours. Just the men around will more and more appreciate the curves of your bosom with the passing hours. You'll have better to wear low cut dresses and avoid very tight dresses. Otherwise, the pressure on your breasts could become unbearable! With a wicked grin, Brigitte switched on the pumps again, not forgetting the slight delay to ensure that Kira would continuously feel the pumping of her breasts. The cycle of moans and whimpers resumed while the second set of milk bottles began to fill in. Brigitte left the pumps buzzing for some time even after the milk had stopped flowing. Kira's pleasure moans had changed to pain complaints. - I told you, Kira, that it's good to enhance your future milk production. So I don't want to hear you moaning any more! Brigitte was so busy trying to dominate Kira that she didn't notice that Dan felt ill at ease with that! Kira was also his wife and the queen of their little group. There was no way Brigitte could usurp her position or even try to do it. - Gita, I must tell you that our friend Brigitte, a pure dominatrix, has nonetheless begged yesterday to have her ass hole reamed by Kyrhan. Remember how you, an avowed submissive and slut, were frightened by a test a dominatrix had agreed upon. Kyrhan, it would perhaps be the opportune time to do it! - You are right, Dan! Brigitte, please come here! You position yourself with your back toward me. Brigitte couldn't lose face publicly. She reluctantly obeyed, letting Kira recover. Dan switched off the pumps and undid them. - Virginia, bring me that jar of cold cream and add a big wad of it on her ass hole. Yes, that's good! Now, you push some of it inside with your finger. You can be bolderÊ: Dan has already visited her ass and I don't know how many sturdy rugby players! His dick is only second to mine. You can use two fingers already. She has been stretched out sufficiently, now! - Yes, Master. For some reason, Virginia was still often rather obsequious with Kyrhan. - Brigitte, you are going to open your buttocks with your hands to help me, your face to the floor. . . Brigitte obeyed reluctantly. Sunita added : - And you are going to beg him to open at last your back passage, to smash you open to accommodate the largest cocks. You may be a dominatrix but I want you to acknowledge Kyrhan is your master as he is Kira's! - Please, Kyrhan, do my... No, I don't... Ohhhhh...! Aaaarghhh! - Too late, I'm afraid! The devil is already in! Dan was right. The last second denial by Brigitte had been too late. Kyrhan was already plunging his glorious cock into Brigitte's copiously lubricated ass hole. She stopped breathing for a couple of heart beats as Kyrhan was drilling his cock into her bowels. The obdurate dominatrix was for the first time for maybe ten years completely subdued by someone she had never met two days ago! The huge mandrel that was drilling into her was making havoc with her most deeply rooted prejudices. Brigitte now remembered the pleasures she was feeling when she was Jean's slave girl and she now felt as if Virginia was closer, a sister with the same sexual tendencies and needs as herself. She wouldn't relinquish her dominant role but at this moment, she promised herself to let other people dominate her from time to time. She needed to publicly recognize it. - Prince Kyrhan? - Yes, Brigitte! Am I hurting you? - Not at all! I... I just wanted to tell you... I would enjoy being your submissive, being owned by you... if you want, Master! - God! A complete change of orientation! - No master! It's just that from time to time, I'll need to be under orders from a very strict master. I'm weary of being always in charge! How do you cope? - I call for the help of friends like Dan or girls from my harem. With Kira, Sunita, Preeti, Swapna or any of them, the burden is alleviated. Perhaps you could confide to Jean or Marc and either ask Dan or Peter to visit you or visit them yourself, eventually with Virginia... Marc had a proposal : - If you are in such a mood, Brigitte, why not come for summer holidays to Gita's house. It's large enough to receive us all. We will walk together in the country with Marie Laure, Gita and Virginia naked on leashes attached to their clit rings, with their wrists pinned to their backs or behind their necks. - If we meet other joggers? - Then we'll offer them our three submissive girls! - And what if there are too many of them? - Then we'll offer them our dear Brigitte in addition! I doubt they'll decline the opportunity! Brigitte was past arguing. While Marc explained how he envisioned his next vacations in the south of France with Gita and Virginia watching him intently, Kyrhan was busy giving Brigitte sensations she had forgotten for long. She was now mewing like a banshee as Kyrhan was pounding her ass hole like a jack hammer and she was screaming, begging him not to stop. Afterwards, they decided for a pause in their sexual activities. They went early to bed, nearly exhausted, with their usual partners. The night was quiet as the men, having watched Kira then Brigitte led to glorious climaxes, wanted to be in full possession of their strength on the next morning. Virginia and Marie Laure prepared the breakfast. It was Jean who broke the truce when he remarked it was probably time to milk Kira and Virginia. Both had swollen tits that made every mouth slobber in anticipation. Dan immediately started playing with Virginia's tits. For her young age, they were glorious, full melons, firm, jutting forward and somewhat up in a very suggestive way. He pulled at the nipples, twisting their points and pulling them forward. Virginia didn't even protest to his mauling. It was probably equally enjoyable for her even if his ministrations made her breasts ache somewhat. Peter pulled down Virginia's tits and she followed his move by falling on her knees in front of him. He opened the fly of his pajamas trousers and produced a hard cock that ended in a beautiful bright red knob. Virginia moaned but needed no further encouragement to engulf his cock and start a back and forth movement that seemed to satisfy her partner. Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock, faster and faster. Brigitte showed Kira and Virginia the proper way to milk a girl dry by hand. She filled two glasses with Kira's production and ordered her to offer them to both her husbands. Kira was dizzy with the pleasure she had just been given and she was totally unable to argue. She returned quite obediently to the feet of Brigitte to offer her tits for more milking. - Marc, would you like a cloud of girl milk in your tea? - Of course, Brigitte! - Then place your cup on this low table just in front of Kira. Now my dear, you are going to milk yourself! Try to aim the jet toward this cup. Don't worry : for the first times, you are going to spill droplets any where. Brigitte was right : when Kira had added what Marc wanted, there was as much milk on the table than in his cup. - My dear Kira, you've been very clumsy but I'm sure you're going to improve rather fast! You're going to lick everything you have spilled. Enjoy your own production! - Good, pet! Now Jean, it's your turn! Kira I hope you'll not spill any again. I dislike wasting such an expensive delicacy. If you just let fall a single drop, it will be the whip for you! - But how can I... - Just bend further until your nipple just grazes the surface! - But the water is boiling hot! - Your choice : do you prefer the heat of the water on your delicate nipples or the kiss of the whip on your nice buttocks...? The threat was quite efficient as Kira didn't lose a single droplet this time. She turned proudly toward Jean and politely asked him whether she should mix the milk into the tea. - By all means, pet! I think I'll increase greatly my consumption of tea while you are with us! Kira then offered a cloud of milk to all the girls' tea or coffee cups without spilling any droplet. When she had finished, she returned once more to her kneeling position in front of Brigitte who expertly placed the breast pumps to milk her dry. Kira didn't protest at all and smiled while Brigitte adjusted the pumps to her breasts. Jean's wife produced a pair of restraints with which she attached Kira's wrists behind her neck. The constant tingle on Kira's breasts made her soon on the verge of another climax. That was the moment when Brigitte plunged a finger into Kira's dripping twat while she massaged her clit with her thumb. Kira was quite aware that Brigitte was shamelessly pushing her to another Earth shattering climax! She had no way to escape the devastating fate Brigitte had decided for her... Brigitte snapped her fingers and called for Marie Laure and her mother. She pointed toward Kira. - Suck Kira's tits! I want you to make her cum on and on until she is haggard with too much pleasure! I would like to make her addicted to sex. Kyrhan has told me she has a group of menial workers that are totally dedicated to her. It would be fun to send her back home so horny that she would offer herself shamelessly to them! Kyrhan smiled discreetly then : Brigitte had never gone to Demeanor School, for sure! Kira had and the final exam was to service in a single night a hundred of the customers from a local pub. Kira had passed the test with flying colors without becoming addicted to sex ; it wasn't the combined efforts of three girls that would reach that goal!!! Kira's tits were still swollen, three months after her last pregnancy. The intensive mauling she had just been submitted to had not helped. Her breasts were sore. In their larger size, they had become more sensitive. Brigitte squeezed them and pulled at the nipples, tweaking them, causing them to dribble milk. As Kira arched and tried to escape from her manipulations, she felt Marie Laure's mouth reach for one nipple and begin to bite and suck it. Her other hand squeezed and milked her aching breast. Gasping and groaning at the torment her tits were taking caused her to open and close her mouth like a fish out of water. Gita offered her engorged nipple to her mouth and Kira unavoidably started to suck and lick it harder and harder. Kira turned toward her tormentor to offer herself more conveniently. Suddenly she shrieked in surprise. Brigitte had given her a hard stinging slap on her raised bottom. She spit out Gita's nipples. Brigitte was furious. Her strategy of inflicting to Kira a sensation overload had been thwarted by her own move! She called for Marc and told him to offer his cock to Kira's wide open mouth. It seemed to surprise her completely and she allowed him to enter completely her mouth. Another slap on her bottom made her sink her mouth fully upon Marc's cock, deep-throating him. He groaned in bliss and held her head there tight, apparently enjoying the sensation. Kira gagged and moaned, trying to plead with him to stop but Brigitte would never allow it and Kira was forced to continue giving him head. The slap that had startled her was just a prelude to the sound spanking she received. When Brigitte got tired, Marie Laure took her place, then it was Gita's turn. Her tender buttocks were on fire... Human Cattle Ch. 05 Brigitte returned into the game. Kira could feel her playful host actually stroking her pussy with one hand, spreading her lips wide and searching for her ass, harder and harder. Kira groaned in frustration and shame. Here she was servicing her new friends, forced to suck and fuck them and all the while her pussy was getting hotter and hotter. She had never been a voyeur, preferring to be at the center of activities! How could anyone enjoy this? But the outcome was unavoidable...Even though she resisted as much as she could, she was getting off on such a treatment! Marc's cock was still muffling her screams! - Ugghhh... uuummmppphhh! She groaned and sucked on Marc's cock as Brigitte continued to massage her sensitive clit, stroking and pinching it in the lewdest manner! Her ass was getting red and really hot from the rain of slaps she was getting. Brigitte seemed tireless! She continued to milk her while Marie Laure and her mother sucked on her sensitive tits. Marc was obviously enjoying her constant sucking. His cock was quivering in her mouth and she could feel his hips beginning to rock and thrust with his hips. His cock was beginning to throb, too. Soon he would reach climax and fill her mouth with his cum. To her utter shame, Kira felt her hips beginning to thrust back to him while she offered her buttocks to Brigitte's slaps. Kira realized she was going to cum against her will. She was far too aroused to resist any longer. The pressure was building up inside her belly and she was done for! Her cheeks caved in as she sucked harder and faster on Marc's cock. Dan and Kyrhan were clapping their hands to help them keep in rhythm. Kira's hips began to match Brigitte's rhythm as she pushed two fingers into her twat. Marie Laure and Gita just pumped her breasts still harder as her climax was getting nearer. Her grunts only increased Marc's pleasure. Marc's cock quivered in her mouth and stiffened. He stopped moving. Kira could feel the cum jetting through his uretra. Kitty felt his hands lock tightly in her hair and immediately he came, shooting his load deep and full into her throat. She was so completely helpless that she had just two options : either swallow or drown in his sperm. Then Kira's orgasm exploded and took complete control of her body. She yelped and groaned before starting to shake and tremble with her orgasm. Marie Laure kept nibbling at her tits and this just increased the fire in Kira's pussy. She swallowed Marc's cum as he pulled her face onto his groin. It seemed to last forever but finally Marc began to relax. Kira's body quivered with the force of her mighty orgasm and she slowly slumped back onto the bed, with Marc's cock still deeply embedded in her throat. Marie Laura and Gita released her tits and stood up with a proud smile. Brigitte pulled her fingers out of Kira's pussy and just patted her arse. Kyrhan and Dan wildly applauded the show. Dan stood up and took Kira in his arms. He carried her to his bedroom and put her lovingly on his bed. He had not enough time to cover her body with a comforter before she was deep asleep. She was completely fucked out, in any meaning of these words. When Dan came back in the lobby, he discovered Kyrhan who had grabbed Brigitte and made her straddle him. She was still protesting, telling him she was too tired but Kyrhan had already impaled her on his huge cock. She was pinned like a butterfly with no hope of escaping her fate! She was facing him and the humps he was giving made her boobs to rub against his muscular chest. Her pleas to be released got more and more interrupted by other demands to be fucked deeper and harder by such a marvelous stallion! Kyrhan was just at the beginning of another wild ride and his mount would be wise to keep strength for the future : Kyrhan could be rather devilish if he cared for! When Dan entered the room, Kyrhan nodded to him and once again they understood one another just as if their brains were connected. Dan took off his clothes and slid behind Brigitte. Kyrhan grasped her ass cheeks and pulled Brigitte's body towards him. His huge rock hard cock was already planted to half its length in her pussy. He had had no problem entering her as her action with Kira had really aroused her. She had orgasmed repeatedly when she forced Kira to submit to her whims. Her pussy was getting even wetter each time Kyrhan thrust into her slit. Then she felt Dan's hands on her ass, grabbing her hips. A finger delineated her asshole, spreading it open. Dan applied KY jelly all around it. Immediatelyly she realized what he wanted to do. When she had serviced the rugby team, none of them were as well endowed as Kyrhan and one had used her mouth while the other one explored eother her cunt or her ass hole but now Dan and Kyrhan were obviously planning to sandwich her together, Kyrhan in her pussy and Dan in her ass! God! She didn't know whether she would survive the pounding! She squealed, and tried to escape dan's probing finger by shoving her hips forward. That was just what Kyrhan expected and she skewered herself on his pole by a couple of inches before realizing her error! As a reflex, she pulled back ti impale herself more completely on Dan's cock! She continued for some time her little dance, forcing them always deeper into her belly. She groaned louder and louder, shaking her long mane around a,d making it fly around but just arousing the two men fucking her. Kyrhan and Dan stopped only when they were at the same time embedded to the balls in her pussy and her ass. Dan threw an inquiring glance to the Prince. Kyrhan nodded and both men pulled out their cocks until only the knob remained inside her. Then they savagely thrust forward, sinking their shafts back deep into Brigitte's holes and slamming their hips against her. Brigitte screamed at the sudden invasion of her body. The two men held her trapped between them for a moment before pulling out once more. Brigitte had a sob of despair. They made her wait for maybe twenty seconds before slamming their cocks back into her once more. Brigitte was squealing like a wild panther. She had never been filled up so completely and yet her pussy and ass were anxious for more. The erstwhile dominatrix was now burning with desire, hoping to be treated with the same uphand manner as Virginia of Marie Laure. She had dreamed of making Kira a sex addict and she was fast becoming one : when Kyrhan had drawn her to him, her protests were purely rhetorical. She could have tried to evade his prying hands but she had done nothing to elude him, curious of his inventive ideas. She was really enjoying becoming a submissive! It was a pity she was too old to receive hormones : she would have loved to offer a milk filled breast to some thirsty man! Kyrhan and Dan began to tune their movements, Kyrhan pulling out and then ramming back in just at the moment when Dan was pulling out. Then they would alternate, making her scream loud. These two increased the tempo and began to thrust and pull, faster and faster. Brigitte, caged between them found herself gasping for air as her pleasure and pain blurred progressively. Kyrhan and Dan began to grunt like animals. Their breath became ragged. Kitty could feel their cocks stiffening inside her. She too felt their sperm sprinkling against her internal walls. She shuddered and screamed in response. Cum squirted from them both, filling her pussy and ass as she started to shake and wiggle under the force of a mind boggling climax. The two men held her tightly between them as they emptied their balls into her. Brigitte still shuddered and jumped her, a long time after they had calmed down.