Her two new slaves were working rather well now she’d broken that little slut Lauren, or 255B/D as she was now known, in. Now she’d taken her off the artificial hormones, her breasts were going back to their original size, but that hadn’t been the point. The little slut had been fastened into a milking machine and shown off in front of everyone. Flora had even managed to link the feed from the security cameras into any number of porn sites.
Once she’d got the petite girl into her house, Flora had put her in training to become her slave. She’d been surprised how quickly the training had taken, to be honest. Lauren had always seemed like such a wilful little cunt, yet she succumbed to humiliation and degradation without any kind of fight. It was almost as if she enjoyed it.
She certainly seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time wet around the pussy.
Flora had no idea why the men at the dairy lusted after Lauren more than her. Flora had spent an awful lot of time and money on making her body perfect, from breast implants to liposuction to vaginal tightening surgery, all to become irresistible, so she could fuck her way through the plant.
Flora was 5’ 8” with immaculately-styled platinum blond hair. Her body was curvaceous but also very well-toned and tanned, Mother Nature being helped by surgery, artificial hormones and a splash of genetic engineering. She spent a couple of hours a day in her personal gym fucking her instructors, so her body was tight as that much exertion would allow. Plus the implants helped, of course, both structural and chemical.
All that money to make herself into the perfect woman and then some nasty little all-natural teenaged tart swept in and obviously fucked every single one of them. Some slutty little bitch of an apprentice who arrived on her first morning at the Cattle Market. HER Cattle Market.
How could a skinny little sixteen-year-old skank compete with her? She’d even managed to generate the rumour that Lauren had fucked Flora’s husband. And sister.
What made Flora giggle like a little schoolgirl was that she was an only child and wasn’t even married, and she was believed!
It didn’t matter anymore because Flora owned little slag. Literally owned. She even had the paperwork to prove it.
Who would she play with today…?
The slave she’d decided to call 255B/D or the hucow she came in with, 254B/D? That hucow… it was stunning to look at for a start. Long red hair cascading down in ringlets, soft, white almost alabaster skin, and those tits and arse… she felt a little dampness between her legs just thinking about the hucow and what it could do to her when it wasn’t being milked.
It’s milk was creamy and plentiful and as a dairy owner, Flora Baker knew all about hucows. She’d have to give Mr… whatever his name was… a big fat bonus the next time he came. She might even let him violate and do whatever the hell he wanted to 255B/D.
Talking of 255B/D…
“Cumslut!” yelled Flora.
255B/D came running out of the kitchen and skidded to a halt on her knees with her hands on her head, legs spread to show off the branding mark on her pubic mound. Lauren was only 4’ 10”. She had a slight, athletic frame and was almost flat chested. Before the hormone treatments to make her lactate, her breasts had been barely there at all. Now though, she had small pert tits with dark brown areolas around the size of bottle caps and seemingly permanently erect nipples.
Her olive skin glistened with sweat following her exertions running across the room after being made to fellate the entire workforce of the dairy whilst being fucked in whatever hole they wanted from behind.
Flora had been tempted to give her to the foreman to arsefuck until she bled (he had a tendency to not use lube so he could use a slave’s blood as lubricant), but she needed the little cumslut for another reason. She just hadn’t thought of it yet.
Hanging from 255B/D’s clit was the large steel ring she had worn even before she was a slave. Flora had taken great delight in hanging weights from it to make the teenaged girl slave scream as she was made to cum by a huge, black silicon vibrating butt plug. Now, though, she hooked the ring with her right big toe and pulled it sharply downwards.
The teen slave screamed in pain.
“Thank you, Mistress”, she just managed to get out, fighting back the tears.
Flora grabbed her by the ear.
Flora liked to keep her slaves as hairless as possible. Every hair on 255B/D’s body had been removed, leaving her smooth golden skin even more sensitive and sensual.
She forced the slave’s face into her crotch.
“Lick my cunt. If you’ve not got me wet within two minutes, you’ll be sleeping outside by the front gate with the ‘Use Me As You Want’ sign again”, snarled the Mistress.
255B/D set to work. She kissed and gently nibbled her Mistress’ inner thigh, working slowly towards her slit. The slave could see it starting to glisten slightly. She went to the other thigh and slowly and carefully kissed and nibbled her way up to her Mistress’ now moist cunt.
The slave flicked her tongue across Flora’s clit as she kissed her way around her Mistress’ labia. Occasionally, she nipped the side of the clitoral hood with her teeth. Her Mistress moaned with delight each time.
“Keep it up, slut”, said Flora. “I’m going to cum all over your face. You’re then going to not wash for the rest of the day until one of the other slaves hoses you down”.
Flora was starting to feel the warmth in her crotch build as the slave gently lapped at it like a cat drinking milk. She began to slowly and gently run her hands over her body, feeling the shape of the muscles. Each touch set her skin tingling. Working up her body, Flora reached the soft skin of her breasts. The skin stretched over the implants, the tightness making it more responsive to her touch. She felt a shudder of pleasure as the cow licked her clit at the same time as she brushed one of her hard, erect nipples. She felt a brief charge of sexual electricity flash across her body as 255B/D’s fingers slid into her now sopping hole and the slave began to work two of her fingers in and out of her Mistress’ cunt. She kept flicking the clit with her tongue as she did so. Sending another shock of pleasure as she did.
The heat radiating from her pussy slowly increased as wave after wave of pleasure, increasing with strength with each moment washed over the Mistress’ now writhing body. It built and built until she couple feel she was starting to cum. Flora grabbed 255B/D’s head again and mashed her slave’s face deep into her pussy.
“Lick, bitch!” she croaked out as the orgasm hit hard. And again, and again.
255B/D’s tongue was starting to cramp. She was also getting more and more lightheaded from lack of oxygen as her nose and mouth were held tighter and tighter and Flora began to grind her crotch into the slave’s face as she continued licking. Harder and harder as wave after wave of orgasm blasted through her senses. Despite the slave’s rapid suffocation, she knew to keep going until she blacked out…
The slave had stopped licking. Flora looked down, frowning and trying to be angry. After that many orgasms in succession, that was difficult. The slave’s body had gone limp. Luckily for her, Flora’s next orgasm in the repeating wave had hit her like a truck. It was a good job, too, or else the punishments would be very severe.
Flora looked down at the naked slave drifting in and out of consciousness at her feet, gasping for breath. She spat on the prone shape and left. It would clean up the mess before it went back in it’s cage. It would do the cleaning with it’s tongue. Just to make things more demeaning.
Then she would stake it out on the front lawn by the gates with the “Use Me…” sign.
It was more than the fucking cumslut slave bitch deserved.