Page 21 of M!lked For His Pleasure

“Ahh. You do have a point there, my intelligent little pet. Perhaps simple was the wrong word to use. However, there is proven cause and effect. So yes, I will hurt you, my precious plaything, but my job as a Rancher, asyourRancher, comes before any desires you may think you have. Are we in agreement?”

“Do I have a choice?” Her words threaten to cut me, but her smile shows the humor behind them.

“I suppose not. Now then, your outfit is almost complete.” Again, I dangle the plug in front of her. “This will be uncomfortable but necessary to you becoming a cow.”

Gritting my teeth, I dip the metal plug into her pussy, coating it with her arousal. For me, this is torture. I want nothing more than to shove this thing in her so she can suck my cock.

It’s only for the fragility of her body that I take this slowly. Right now, it has nothing to do with supplying pain or not. “Lean forward for me, pet. I want your ass high up in the air.”

Her breath stutters for a moment as she obeys me. Bumps explode over her skin as she quivers beneath me. Dipping my finger into her pussy, I gather more arousal and smear it across her back hole.

The soft moans pouring from her lips go straight to my balls, making them clench up to the point of pain. I’ll need to get off soon if I want any chance of walking straight. Grinning, I watch the blush fan across her face as I play with her back entrance, teasing her until she’s just as painfully aroused again as I am.

Without warning, I slip my finger deep inside, groaning as she moans. So tight. So hot. So naughty. Dragging my digit out, I replace it with the blunt tip of the plug. A soft mewl of need flits from her lips as her hooves scrape across the bench.

Whines pepper the air as she strains toward me, attempting to impale herself onto the metal. Normally, I’d quell any show of defiance in my cow, but for Fiona, I find her need to be alluring.

She’s not like the others where she just takes what I do to her and tries not to make a fuss. She truly craves the depravity between us, the interactions of Rancher and his cow. Obliging her, I push the plug forward, my cock pulsing as I watch her bottom hole open up and swallow it.

Celestials, how I can’t wait until I can slide my cock back there. It will no doubt take even more training than her pussy, but I’m up for the challenge. Once the plug is fully seated, I tug on the tail, earning a needy moan from my little masocow.

With a chuckle, I smack her ass just as I would any other type of livestock. “Looks to me like I’ll need to go up a size the next time I plug you.”

“I- if that is your wish, Master Rancher.”

“Right. As if that’s not your wish as well.” Laughing, I leave her there for a moment to wash my hands again before grabbing her around the waist and setting her on the ground.

“It’s nearly time for us to head to the Ranch. Before we do, I need to make sure you can move about in your new hooves.” Drawing the lead up, I give it a firm tug. “That’s my good little cow. Prance for me.”

It’s agony to watch her move about. The need to fuck her mouth nearly short circuits my brain. If only I hadn’t spent so much time on everything else. But then, I’ll never apologize for giving her pleasure. Not when she’s been such a good cow for me.

I take my time, leading her about the stall a few rounds before stopping at the door. She’s as ready as she’ll ever be. My heart clenches as I rest my hand on the doorknob, hesitating before we go outside.

Inside the stall, she was sheltered, hidden away from the other Ranchers. Now, we both have to face reality. Jakroon and Ratanio still lurk about, their anger an unseen force circling about. They were so determined to have her, and even more so for Vrokjan’s.

I will have to keep my wits about me when we get back to the Ranch. With our land bordering theirs, it opens us up to all manner of issues. Granted, we’ve been at peace up until now, but that’s two cows they’ve lost in one day.

Hopefully, they’ll calm down by the time we arrive, and it will be a moot point. Still though… Winding the lead around my hand, I tighten my grip. It won’t do Fiona any good to feel my discomfort. The last thing I need on my hands is a skittish calf.

Chapter Ten

Antroli

Ducking out into the main hallway, I glance back and forth. I can handle anything they throw at me, but can Fiona? If it were only me, I’d stride out with my shoulders held back, daring them to do their worst.

With her at the end of my lead, I find I’m burdened even more with keeping her safe. The only thing that helps is knowing they’d have to be insane to try something here. Hell, being in this milking barn is probably the safest she’ll ever be.

My fist tightens around the lead, coiling it around as my anger edges out rational thinking. It’s not like me to get so worked up. I know this. But I also know Fiona’s protection will always be paramount in my mind. I wish I could just speed things along and crack their jaws before they even finish formulating any ideas they might have.

A sigh flits through my list as I force my muscles to loosen. Unfortunately, until they act first, we have nothing in our favor to bring before the government. Knowing them, they’ll spout whatever nonsense they can to get out from under theirsuspicious eye. We’ve already had to go to the courts to defend ourselves from accusations of causing a monopoly.

And so I stand there, defenseless for now. Irritation crawls up my spine as I keep Fiona close to me. I won her fair and square. The only way they’re getting her from me is with my death. Even then, I’m sure Vrokjan will be willing to take full custody.

Just the thought of my boss taking Fiona’s milk as his own, pleasuring her in the barn, is enough to make my vision blur and tinge with red. This obsession is a sickness. It pervades my limbs with every step, with every brush of her body against mine, and with every whiff of her intoxicating scent.

Let someone try to take her from me. They will rue the day they crossed my path. Next to me, Fiona lets out a soft, distressed moo, so faint, I almost don’t hear it. Shoving the murderous thoughts from my mind, I focus on her.

“It’s okay, my pet. Soon we will be at the Ranch. I know it’s all so overwhelming right now.” Leaning down, I brush my hand against her head and smile when she leans into my touch.

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