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She wondered how much of it she could blame on the serum.

Brandon seemed pleased with how cooperative she was being now, and she couldn’t help smiling. Partly because she liked pleasing him, and partly because she was amused that he thought a single spanking was going to turn her into the perfect little hucow. Once her butt recovered, she already knew she was going to be pushing her boundaries again.

Just to find out where they were.

Chapter Four

Cassie

Oh. My. Stars.

Cassie’s pussy clenched as she was led into the smaller of the two barns behind the house. Even outside of it, she’d been able to hear the moans, but that was completely different from seeing what was happening. The hucows weren’t just moaning because they were being milked; they were moaning because they were being milked and fucked.

Her footsteps stuttered, but this time, Brandon slowed down rather than trying to pull her forward, letting her get a good look.

The barn was made up of stalls with high walls and low doors, so anyone walking by could see into them, but there was no view between the stalls. Inside each one was a woman with huge breasts hanging down, facing the hallway, and some kind of milking apparatus attached to their nipples. Many of them had a man standing behind her, fucking her while she was being milked, their bells ringing as cocks thrust into them.

Her pussy quivered again as she realized that’s what she had in store for herself.

With Brandon?

Yes, please.

The slick of her arousal was starting to coat her inner thighs, and her pussy pulsed with need.

It didn’t take her long to realize that not every stall had a man in it fucking the hucow, but all of them were filled with moans… those without a real cock were being impaled on some kind of fake one, so they were still being fucked while they were milked. Cassie was practically dizzy with lust watching them.

She was so distracted, she followed Brandon mindlessly through the barn until he led her into a stall. There was a padded bench in the middle of it, along with stocks for her head and arms to hold her still – similar to the ones she’d been in for the inspection before the auction, but much lower. It was clearly set up so that she could bend at the waist and have her breasts hang down, but her lower body and her head and neck would be supported.

If she wanted to know how it worked, all she had to do was look in the stall across from her where Meggie was being a good little hucow, letting Leo attach suction cups to her nipples, hooking her up to a milking machine while he plied her with attention and kisses and caresses.

Envy surged through her at the sight.

That was definitely not how Brandon was handlingher.

On the other hand, she wasn’t exactly being good like Meggie either, so…

“Let’s get you in position, Cassie,” Brandon said, giving her butt another little swat.

Yeah, the difference between how she and Meggie were being treated was stark. On the other hand, she found what Brandon was doing to her far more exciting than if he was being sweet and accommodating. With her butt burning from the spankingand her nipple throbbing, she let him get her in position on the bench without too much of a fight.

The wooden slats held her head and arms in place, but unlike during the inspection before the auction, her body was supported by the padded bench beneath her. She was very aware that it put her pussy and ass right at Brandon’s cock-height. If she wanted to strain her neck a little, she could look up and watch Leo and Meggie, but it wasn’t a position she wanted to hold for long.

“There we go, good girl,” Brandon said smugly once he had her restrained.

Cassie’s eyes narrowed, but she bit her lip. Yes, she liked being called a good girl, but she didn’t like how he’d made it sound like he was the reason she was being good. It made her want to do something to wipe that smugness from his tone. She waschoosingto be good, and she deserved the credit.

His hand caressed her ass as the machine started up, and Cassie moaned at the tugging sensation as much as the caress over her sensitive skin. Oh God… it was indescribable as the suction pulled rhythmically on her nipples, hard enough that it was almost painful. Unlike at the inspection, when mouths had latched on, the machine was the same intensity over and over again, and her milk began to spurt from both breasts with a feeling of release that eased the ache in her swollen breasts.

The sensation made her insides clench, aching to be filled.

“Ask me for my cock, little cow,” Brandon said, still caressing her ass as he positioned himself behind her.

She wanted it. She wanted it so badly.

Yet he still had that smug tone in his voice that drove her nuts and spurred on her pride. The tone that made her not want to immediately give him what he wanted.

“I thought I wasn’t supposed to talk,” Cassie countered. He’d given her too many moments to adjust to the machine. Shewasn’t feeling quite so overwhelmed right now, and she was still annoyed with the smugness emanating from him. She braced herself for the spanking she was sure was coming.

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