Amnesia

This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2022 by Yshomatsu

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Chapter 1

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Today didn't go as expected. The last thing I remember was... come to think of it I couldn't remember anything besides my name. Not that a name alone does me any good. Anubys, strange I know. I couldn't remember anything or why it was spelled differently than the Egyptian God. Anyways enough blabbering, I woke up tied to a chair of all things. My head felt like it had been split open.

"Look who decided to join us..." A feminine voice purred from the shadows. I tried to see but things were still blurry and dark. The woman flipped a switch and blinding light filled the room. I cried out with shock; squinting hurt too much. I had no choice but to keep my eyes tightly shut. The woman simply laughed at my discomfort. "Doesn't he look so cute my pet?"

"Mhmm," another quieter feminine voice mumbled.

"What do you want?" I fumbled with my words; mouth so dry it felt like I hadn't had a drink in days.

"Oh, nothing much. You've been a thorn in our side for months now. Disrupting all our carefully crafted plans. Funny how weak you look now though." Pain spiked in my head as I tried to think about all that. I couldn't remember damn it. Why would I care about bothering this woman? "What's with the long face?" She mocked me, "Don't you remember?"

"No..."

"Oh, that's just perfect," she laughed at my expense, "guess we hit you a bit too hard, huh?" Her smug voice wormed its way into my head in a way I couldn't explain. Tied to a chair, completely helpless, and yet my body reacted. "I see something else getting hard."

The quieter woman snorted in laughter. By the way not only was I tied to the chair, but I was naked. I'm sure you didn't want to know that. It's completely embarrassing...

"Oh, hush Betty," she scolded the other woman whose name sounded familiar for some reason. I couldn't place it but hearing her voice sent an exciting thrill down my spine. "Mmm..." the woman purred, seeing his reaction. For some reason I pictured her licking her lips.

"Sorry Mistress Nyx." Betty's voice quivered with lustful need.

My body reacted in a wave of guilty pleasure after hearing that name. Like my body knew it shouldn't get excited but couldn't help it. I blinked my eyes now that the blinding light stopped dancing behind my eyelids. It was clear instantly which one was the mysterious Mistress Nyx. She stood proud and proper, while Betty knelt at her side. She had long leather boots that went up past her knees with a black skirt and matching corset, cleavage distractingly exposed. She had full lips, painted red, high cheek bones and her red hair pulled back in a ponytail. I gulped, feeling weak beneath her dominating gaze. This was a woman that had to be in control. An odd thrill went through me at that thought. Considering my predicament, you know bound and naked.

Her outfit made me think I really had interrupted her plans. Especially with how Betty knelt with a collar and leash. They must have been in the middle of some private, extracurricular activities. The woman, Betty I mean, looked up at her mistress submissively. However, that wasn't what caught my attention. Her long blond hair made her ears blend in, but they twitched and... They weren't human, they were longer and flopped over. They reminded me of cow ears. The shock of knowing that didn't stop me from being distracted as she moved. Her large breasts jiggled, and I gulped as I noticed the wet spots on her spotted bikini. Even her outfit gave off a cow vibe.

My quick glance at them jiggling didn't go unnoticed though.

"Like what you see?" Nyx purred, reaching down to cup Betty's cheek. They both looked at me, one with lust the former with triumph. "In a way I'm disappointed you don't remember me. Then again, I can use that to my advantage." She smiled wickedly. "An empty slate to mold, how intriguing."

I wish I could say things were coming back to me. Besides some vague feelings, arousal mixed with caution that I couldn't explain. It felt like I needed to be wary of her. You know besides the fact that she stripped me naked and tied me to a chair. I watched as she pulled up another chair and sat down with alluring pose. I felt my heart speed up just by watching her move elegantly. She had this aura that felt unnatural and purely dominate. The latter obvious by the way she dressed, moved, and held Betty's leash. Speaking of Betty, she crawled between us and lightly touched my foot. Tingles ran up my leg at her soft touch.

I flinched, trying to move away, but couldn't.

"There's always room for another bull for my lovely cows..." she moaned, licking her lips. A sweet scent met my nose as I breathed in. My nostrils flared and started to itch. Betty was looking up at me, drooling. That's when I recognized the smell, it was milk. Her milk... soaking her bikini, dripping down her belly. Something about it sent alarm bells off in my head. The scent shouldn't be that potent, that alluring. My mouth felt like I had been chewing on desert sand. I needed a drink and now all I could think about was her milk.

"What do you mean cows?" My voice cracked when I noticed a thin tail with a bushy tip move behind Betty.

"My pets of course. You've stopped all my shipments... all my attempts to spread their delicious milk around the world." She let a grimace slip for a split second before putting back on that seductive smile. Shipments, that rung a bell too. I had been tasked to stop a new addictive substance from leaving the city. I couldn't remember by who though. All that mattered was that I remembered why I felt cautious around Nyx. I was trying to stop her criminal activities. "Oh, did you remember something in that thick skull of yours, stud?"

Betty's hands ran higher up my legs, her eyes were locked between my legs and no matter how embarrassing I felt, I couldn't hide my erection. She squeezed my muscular calf's, tickling behind my knees until finally circling around my thighs. My body tingled wherever she touched and longed for those soft hands to go further up. I had to ignore those feelings. I wasn't trapped by choice. I had to remember that. No matter how turned on I became...

"I remember stopping you. Thwarting your plans at every turn." I replied, feeling pride fill my chest, despite my situation. I suddenly remember how good I was at my job. I had stopped every shipment they tried to send out.

"That's right baby, you've made me have to change my ways." I didn't like the way her tongue moved across her red lips. Ok, I liked it, but I know I shouldn't. "None of that matters now though does it. I caught myself the greatest prize of all. Soon you'll be a stud for my herd of Holstaurs. They'll produce their milk twice as fast with you helping me."

"I'll never..." my retort was cut off as Betty grabbed my dick and squeezed. She stroked me before angling my erection towards her drooling, luscious mouth. I was caught completely off guard when her lips wrapped around my member in a tight seal and sucked hard. My eyes must have bulged out of their sockets, and I couldn't stop myself from groaning.

"We'll see my future bull." Nyx purred, licking her red lips again. My reaction clearly pleased her as I watched her cheeks flush slightly. She stared at me like a piece of meat she couldn't wait to devour. A part of me ached for her to. Fuck, the pleasure rocked through my body, distracting my rebellious thoughts. I tried my best to stifle my moans, but Betty was relentless, bobbing her head, stroking me at the same time. It didn't help that every breath I took was filled with that sweet, alluring scent of her milk, making my mouth water.

"You know, I'm glad you're starting to remember. It'll make this so much sweeter, watching you submit to your deepest desires, falling into a crazed rut." Mistress Nyx cupped her breasts, and I couldn't look away. The way her cleavage swelled in that tight, sexy corset... damn, I needed to focus. I looked down and saw Betty's large brown, needy eyes staring back up at me. My body quivered in response. She was so sexy... the way her large breasts jiggled as she bobbed her head on my cock. This wasn't the focus I meant. Her bikini was slipping free, and it just made my mouth water more as I finally got a glance of those swollen nipples dripping fresh milk. I could even hear the liquid sloshing around within her heavy bosom. I licked my dry lips, mouth tasted like cotton. I desperately needed a drink, but part of me knew I couldn't have her milk. The way my body craved it after just smelling it, wasn't natural.

I was starting to remember. The longing to take a nipple between my lips and suckle was helping my mind. No idea how to explain that. It was like the more I craved to taste her milk the more I remembered why I shouldn't. I had been stopping those shipments for months now. I remember destroying the contents. I was told it was too dangerous to put into evidence by my superiors. And here I was face to face with the one behind it all. I struggled with my bindings again, trying to find any weakness in the rope. If I kept my movements subtle maybe I could loosen them without being noticed. I just had to play along, make them think I was too distracted to think while the rope burn helped keep my mind focused.

How long would it last though?

My head fell backwards as Betty took me deep within her tight throat. Her moans were only adding to the sensations I felt. My back arched unconsciously, giving her more access. I couldn't help but admire how she didn't gag at all. Even as her eyes watered.

"That's it my pet, earn your desert." Mistress Nyx purred. One of her hands had slid between her legs but I couldn't focus on her anymore. Betty's blowjob was consuming my entire thoughts now. She sped up her motions, moaning eagerly. "She's so good with her mouth, isn't she Anubys? I've trained her well."

"Yes..." I moaned in response without thinking. It was true though; Betty was skilled as I felt her tongue flick at my glands every time her head rose only to drop back down. The feel of her throat wrapping tightly around me was pulling me closer to the edge. My breath became heavy and short as my body tingled. I felt the irresistible urge growing within me. It wouldn't be long before I unleashed my cum down her throat. Her large, watering eyes looked up at me in desperation. As if her life depended on receiving my load. I wanted to give it to her. It felt so good I had completely forgotten about trying to break free. Betty definitely deserved her treat! I couldn't resist anymore. It felt that good, fuck, any moment now I'd cum and it felt like it would be a big one. I needed it so badly!

"That's it stud, don't fight it. Cum for her, reward your hocow..."

"Fuck!" I cried out, bucking my hips. Betty wrapped her hands around, grasping my ass and holding on tight, nails digging in. I couldn't stop it. Everything went white as my climax exploded in strong waves. I watched as my vision blurred, Betty took everything. Not a single drop dripped out from her eager lips. I couldn't explain how great my body felt. Was it the strong sent of milk that enhanced my orgasm? I've never cum that hard or long before.

"Goood boy," Mistress Nyx purred, and my body shivered in response. "Listening to me brings you pleasure you've never experienced before. Isn't that right my pet." Betty purred her response as she sucked hard one final time before releasing my dick with a pop. She licked her lips all the while staring up into my eyes. I couldn't look away, staring back with admiration. That was the best blow job I've ever received. My entire body still tingled in the afterglow. The worst part though? My cock was still hard as a rock, eager for more. No... not eager, more like desperate.

"My stud tastes divine." Betty moaned and I couldn't help but feel pride at rewarding her with my seed. I shook my head at the strange thoughts. I shouldn't be thinking like that. I had to escape... not... The mistress stood up and my thoughts derailed. I watched in stunned silence as she came around, hips swaying, and brought her hand to my cheek. She kept my head angled towards Betty as she leaned down to whisper in my ear. The swell of her cleavage filling the corner of my vision. It didn't matter which one of them had bigger breasts. I was so thirsty I just wanted one of them to... damn it! Stop thinking like that!

"Thirsty stud?" she purred, pulling on the leash. With both of them so close I couldn't concentrate on anything but their presence. Was I ever so thirsty? I licked my chapped lips and watched Betty rise from her knees, pressing down on my thighs for support. Then she straddled me, and my body responded with a powerful twitch of my throbbing dick. Her wet nether lips pressed against my ever-growing member and my eyes locked on to her puffy nipples as they danced before my vision. My mind was spinning but I knew better. This was the trap, I had to resist!

I opened my mouth to refuse but no sounds came out. I just stared, open jawed, drool falling from my chapped lips.

"You look soooo thirsty, one taste couldn't hurt, right?" Nyx whispered into my ear, her warm breath sending chills down my spine. One taste... I was strong enough to handle one little taste... No, I knew it was addictive... there would be no turning back. "You're strong enough to resist its affects." Damn it felt like she was reading my mind. Or placing the thoughts in my head. I couldn't think straight...

Betty smiled, cupping her large breasts, raising one to her luscious mouth. Her long tongue slid out, lapping up that sweet smelling milk. I watched as her lips curled upwards into a heart melting smile, tongue extended with addictive milk pooled on it as she brought the elixir towards me. I couldn't help it... her tongue came to my open mouth and my lips closed around it. I sucked like my life depended on it. The milk exploded my taste buds, and I felt my mind spin off the rails. My eyes rolled back as I groaned loudly, whole body quivering. I had been so damn thirsty how could I resist... it smelled so good!

"Good boy," Nyx moaned again, and my body couldn't handle the praise, shivering as my dick grew harder than ever. Betty rocked her hips, sliding forward, her nether lips spread around me. I continued to suck on her tongue even though the milk was long gone. I needed more! Betty bucked her hips against me, rubbing herself along my length. "I think that's enough for one day pet."

WHAT?! My mind rebelled against her words. Even though I had tried to resist I couldn't... I needed to suckle from those puffy nipples until there was no more milk to take. I've never felt a need so great.

"Come my darling hocow," Nyx pulled back but not before taking my earlobe between her lips, nibbling and tugging. The milk had driven me mad with need but Nyx's lips against my flesh sent a submissive chill down my spine. Her voice alone was so erotic I wanted to obey every word. I don't know how to explain the affects rolling through my body right now. It was like one moment my mind rebelled against everything and then the next I was desperate to comply. Mistress Nyx purred as she pulled back, tugging on my ear lobe, standing straight, and pulling on the leash.

Betty whined before complying and rising from my lap. By body felt waves of chills, sweat poured down my brow as I watched my cow back away, pulling her bikini back over her leaking breasts... I shook my head. Damn it, stop thinking like that! Even as my member twitched angrily at being denied access between her legs. "It wouldn't be much fun to break you so fast... I mean you've just begun to remember who you truly are. Betty's stud needs time to stew..."

Betty's stud... I'm Betty's... I squinted and shook my head. I couldn't shake the need to drink that delicious milk and I had barely taken a sample. I had to fight against thoughts of regretting the fact that I destroyed all those shipments. I was still hyperventilating as I watched Nyx's hips sway with each step. Her tight ass teasingly revealing itself as the skirt bounced side to side. Betty crawled behind her, glancing back over her shoulder. My heart melted at the needy look she gave me.

That was part of Nyx's plan, make me feel attached to her cows... Damn it. I couldn't stop thinking that now. The thought of being a stud for a herd of drop-dead gorgeous women just like Betty with big milk filled breasts... It drove me wild.

I had to get free... to escape... not to follow them, to chase after Betty and slid in behind her. My eager cock twitched at the thought of entering her tight pussy, reaching around and grabbing those amazing breasts. Only to feel her milk flow... I thought my mouth had been dry before, now it truly felt like cotton balls, so desperate for more milk.

The large door slammed shut, shocking me from my dazed trance. I didn't even notice when they left the room. The thoughts of their butts swaying had completely distracted me. I struggled with my bindings like a mad man... I had to get out! I had to go after them!

Luckily Nyx forgot to turn the light off so I could see around the room. Since the ropes were only burning my flesh I had to find another way to break them.

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Chapter 2

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After a quick glance around the room, I determined one thing. I was fucked... there were two chairs, the one I sat in, and the one Nyx used. Other than that, it was a simple interrogation room with blinding lights high up. Even if I wasn't tied to the chair, I wouldn't be able to reach the lights. The walls were bricks and there were no windows.

That left the metal door. The one thing in my favor was the fact that my chair wasn't bolted to the floor. It took quite a bit of energy, but I managed to inch my way over to the door. If I made any wrong move I would end up on the ground and truly fucked. Luckily that didn't happen.

I quickly examined the door and found exactly what I needed. A rough section sticking out from the doorframe. Now getting myself spun around turned out to be more difficult but I managed. Slowly I rubbed the ropes binding my wrists against the rough spot. It felt so tedious, and my arms started to burn from the effort.

I was about to give up. It felt like I failed and just rubbing my wrists raw but then I felt it. The rope gave ever so slightly, a piece of it had finally been cut. I just had to keep at it before someone decided to pay me a visit.

I almost shouted in triumph when the rope snapped in two.

Besides feeling relief, the first thing I did was rub my sore wrists. They were raw and bleeding in spots, but I was free. It only took a few moments to get the rest of my bindings untied.

Now I had another problem to solve. How to escape the room? With no windows I had the option of a small ventilation shaft and the door. There's absolutely no way I'd fit into the vent, so I tried the door handle.

The latch clicked... are you fucking serious? She left the door unlocked? What kind of criminal master mind leaves the only exit unlocked? She didn't strike me as a bimbo earlier. Whatever the case I wasn't going to complain. I quickly turned off the light and slowly opened the door. To my surprise the door opened to a large space. I had expected a hallway or something for a criminal hide out.

There was scattered patches of hay around the floor and the outer walls looked like you would find on a barn. She operated out of a barn? I raised an eyebrow and shrugged as I thought about it. Her addictive substance was milk, from women-like cows. Yeah, kind of made sense it would be a barn. She most likely owned an entire farm. No one would look for criminals out in the middle of no where like on a farm. It was a perfect cover, everything normal on the outside.