Page 142 of M!lked For His Pleasure

She bit her lip against answering him because she’d quickly realized that no one wanted a hucow to talk back to them. The first pop on her butt that she’d gotten had been from speaking out of turn to one of the guards. Cows don’t talk. Duh. It was going to be her downfall; she knew it.

A hand hefted her breast, and she sucked in a breath. Her breasts were swollen, extremely sensitive to the touch. Just a warm palm against the underside made it throb, and her puckered nipple suddenly felt wet… she was leaking. Milk slid from her nipple down to the underside of her breast where his hand was. He gave her breast a little squeeze. It was far firmer than in her past life, she could feel that, and so much more sensitive. She felt as though it was about to burst.

“Very nice,” he commented, though it sounded more like he was speaking to himself than to anyone else. He definitely wasn’t talking to her. “I’ll taste first.”

So, he did have a silent partner he was making comments to.

She might not have been able to hold back a sarcastic remark except that his mouth was suddenly on her nipple, and the pleasurable relief of the hard suck he gave her made her knees buckle. Suddenly, she understood that not all the moaning was from being touched, but some of it might just be from being suckled.

Though touched, too.

Fingers probed her pussy and finding her soaking wet, pushed in as he suckled. His partner, she could only assume. Cassandra’s hips bucked forward.

This was even filthier than she’d imagined.

A total stranger, one she couldn’t see, would not recognize, was finger fucking her while another sucked milk from her breast. The sensation of something actually being pulled from her body, of the tight tension of her breast releasing, was like nothing she’d ever felt before. Her whole body hummed from thestimulation, her muscles clenching around his fingers… then he pulled away, and she cried out in protest as the fingers withdrew as well. Not only was he leaving her wanting, he was leaving her decidedly uneven. One breast had had some relief, while the other was still tight and aching painfully now in envy.

“Please,” she said immediately and heard him chuckle in response. He patted her pussy, his fingers tapping against her clit in a way that made her want to whimper.

“Please what, little hucow?” His superior, smug tone made her want to kick him, but her ankles were bound too tightly.

Jerk.

“Please take off my blindfold.” She sure as hell wasn’t going to ask to make her cum now. She also hoped he didn’t buy her. He sounded like an ass, as if he didn’t know what she’d actually been asking for.

Rather than answering, he just gave her nipple a little tweak, laughing as he walked away. Cassie ground her teeth together, but she didn’t have to wait long. Almost as soon as he left, a couple stepped up to her, a man and a woman. Cassie was surprised by the presence of the woman, and even more surprised when she seemed to be in charge… but it was the man who fingered her while the woman suckled her milk and then encouraged her partner to try her other breast.

She asked them to take off her blindfold, too. The woman, clearly amused, told her it wasn’t allowed.

Hands moved over her, touching her from every direction. Her skin tingled, her body throbbing. Not knowing who was touching her was both frustrating and arousing. Warm mouths wrapped around her nipples, suckling her milk, tongues lashing against the sensitive, swollen buds. Her pussy clenched and pulsed as the streams of milk were sucked from her breasts.

“Please… oh, please…” The need building between her thighs was overpowering, and she couldn’t even squeeze herlegs together to put some pressure on her throbbing pussy. She couldn’t stop begging as hands and mouths teased her relentlessly.

The blindfold helped with that, at least. She would have felt so much more humiliated about begging if she’d been able to see her tormentors.

Finally, one of them let her cum. In fact, he seemed determined to make her do so, not that she needed much encouragement by that point. Her pussy was swollen, her cream coating her inner thighs because she was so aroused. His thumb circled her clit as two others sucked jets of milk into their mouth, fingers moving relentlessly as tongues laved over her sensitive nipples until she cried out in ecstasy.

They didn’t take off her blindfold either, though.

Brandon

Walking around the inspection room, Brandon’s eyes kept going back to the short, curvy, mouthy brunette. She was the most talkative of the cows up for sale, asking many of the prospective buyers to remove her blindfold, despite being denied multiple times. But she didn’t give up.

Despite that, quite a few of the buyers were clearly very interested in her.

He didn’t blame them.

There was something about her personality that drew attention—not necessarily a desirable trait in a hucow, yet her magnetism wouldn’t be denied.

He wanted her. Even though he knew he shouldn’t. Even though he should be focusing on his business partner, Leo, whohad picked out a hucow he was thinking of keeping as a personal pet rather than making her part of the herd. Margaret had red hair, creamy skin, and a temperament that seemed well suited to being a hucow… everything Cassandra was not.

Yet his eyes and attention kept returning to Cassandra, despite her disruptiveness. Or maybe because of it.

By the time he and Leo made their way around to Cassandra, she’d had plenty of attention from the other buyers. Finally, Brandon got to touch her, and he wasted no time cupping her swollen breasts. They weren’t as firm now that so many mouths had been suckling them, leaving her nipples tight and reddened.

She tossed her head as he pinched her nipples, feeling the flow of milk as it leaked out and over his fingers.

“Please take the blindfold off. I want to see.” Her pleading voice tugged at him a bit, making him curious.

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