Page 81 of M!lked For His Pleasure

“If you are going to continue treating me like a cow, take me back to the damn barn,” I demanded.

The alien lowered me onto a familiar blue mat inside the fence. I stared up at the scary-looking creatures.

“I am Taclan,” the alien in yellow said. “This is Exton.” He pointed to the red-robed figure. “And this is Osin.” He pointed to the blue.

“3592, we’ve decided on your first punishment. You will not be milked until you show contrition,” Taclan declared.

That didn’t seem like much of a threat…I didn’t want to be milked.

“You need to learn that your actions are unacceptable and learn your place in the herd,” Osin said. “We will keep you with us as our house cow until we can trust you with the herd.”

“What the fuck is a house cow?” I glared up at them.

“A house cow provides milk to its owner, or in this case, owners, as they see fit.” Taclan unwound the ivy holding my legs together. “Your breasts and hands will remain bound so you will not be tempted to relieve yourself when you become engorged. I hope you learn your lesson, 3592.”

My legs tingled painfully as the feeling returned. I breathed easier being able to at least move around a bit.

“You’ve also lost the privilege of being outdoors,” Osin added. “One of us will remain with you until you can be trusted to be in our home unsupervised. I hope you realize how much trouble you’re causing?”

“I’m just getting started, dickheads,” I was quick to answer.

“Show some respect.” Taclan, who had been busy securing my hands to the fence, flipped me over and swatted me on the ass.

“What the fuck?” I turned to glare at him, but he ignored me.

“You will learn your place, cow.”

I growled and kicked out at the aliens, but they were all out of reach. Trying to jerk out of my restraints proved useless. At least I could move around more and had my comfy blue mat. After I’d struggled my way into a seated position against the fence, I watched as Taclan and Exton walked away.

Osin sat on a couch nearby, picked up a tablet and proceeded to ignore me.Fuck you too, buddy.The view from here was pretty impressive. The colourful vegetation was different from Earth’s. Everything was larger and a bit more colourful.

Even the spectacular ecosystem couldn’t keep my attention forever. I was bored out of my mind. With nothing to do, I stared at the alien. The only part of him that was visible were his face and hands. His hands were surprisingly human looking only pitch black with talonlike nails.

After more time passed, another problem came up. I had to use the washroom, but my toilet was in the barn. Damnit. I shifted around.

Osin left the room when Exton came to take his place. My breasts were tender and full, but so far nothing I couldn’t handle. But I was going to need the toilet soon. I crossed my legs and seriously considered begging for Exton to take me to my precious toilet in the barn. I wiggled around until I was stretched out on the mat. And then wiggled some more.

“What are you doing, cow?”

“Oh, am I free to talk now?” My sarcasm was thick, but I doubt the alien noticed. I clenched my thighs together.

“Yes,” he replied.

Fuck it. If I didn’t find somewhere to go soon, I’d embarrass myself on the mat.

“I need to use the washroom. Please,” I gritted out. “Take me to the barn so that I can use the toilet.”

Exton seemed to glide as he entered my fenced in area and after a brief moment, had my bound wrists free from the fence. “Come.”

We walked closer to the waterfall, and I was worried that I’d embarrass myself. The running water made my need to go even more urgent. “Wait. This isn’t the way to the barn.”

“I am taking you to our station,” he said calmly. He grabbed my bound wrists and tugged me into a room. “Go ahead,” he said as he gestured to the largest toilet I’d ever seen.

“We liked the human toilet, so we installed one here as well.” It was hard to tell with his large eyes and long sharp pinchers, but I think he appeared sheepish.

My joy at seeing something other than grass to pee on, had me practically skipping my way over to the toilet. I jumped up, awkward with my bound hands, to perch on the seat.

“You could turn around. Us humans appreciate some privacy while we’re doing our business.”

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