At the Mercy of the Milking Machine

***When hucow Daisy sneaks into a deserted farm shed to ease the ache in her over-full breasts, she quickly finds herself at the mercy of the milking machine -- and the man who owns it. Hooked up to relentless suction cups she is forced through multiple orgasms that shake her swollen tits almost as much as they shake her world!***

Daisy was a human hucow with a problem -- she desperately needed to be milked, but the farm she had been living on had recently changed hands, and it was clear that the new owner had no intention of becoming the next farmer.

Almost a month had now elapsed since the sale. In that time her hucow friends had all found other farms, but Daisy had been more particular -- she hadn't wanted to be a nameless face in a sea of obedient cows, she wanted to matter to somebody -- and for that somebody to push her to endure and enjoy the longest, strongest milkings she could possibly take. Essentially, she wanted to be someone's personal plaything, but there were currently too many hucows and not enough farmers, so her hopes of fulfilling her fantasy were fading by the day.

About a week after the farm had changed hands Daisy had snuck back to use the abandoned milking machine for a blissful moment of relief. But then the construction had started, and, with so many workers around, she hadn't dared try to use the equipment since.

Although the remodel had been relatively quick, it was now weeks since Daisy's last proper milking, and the hand pumps she had been getting by with were no longer practical. With the renovations now complete, she had therefore decided to risk another nighttime visit to the farm.

The farm looked completely different -- while there were still hay bales in the fields, they were now arranged into racing tracks, and the stables had been converted into garages. The charming old farmhouse had also undergone some modernization changes and now looked quite out of place in the country. In fact, the only as-yet-unaltered section was the milking shed, and Daisy had it on good authority that that was soon to be repurposed as well.

Daisy glanced around and bit her lip -- could she really do this again? Sneak down to the shed and milk her aching tits? If the new owner had been a farmer she might have asked him to take pity on her, but he was a city boy, and a racer at that. He would just ogle her jugs and maybe offer to milk her himself, when what she needed was the inescapable industrial milking of an unyielding machine.

She whimpered slightly at the thought and clutched her tits protectively, but she knew that it was the only thing that would ease the unrelenting ache.

Last time she had left a fresh pint of milk on the city boy's doorstep by way of payment, this time she suspected it would be much closer to two.

Sucking in a deep, determined breath she hurried down the driveway. She was pretty sure the city boy didn't sleep on site, but she would still feel better when she was away from all the windows.

She slipped inside the shed and closed the door behind her, turning on the lights to illuminate the almost clinical-looking insides of the facility. She had fond memories of her time here -- of the way the farmer had hooked her up and fucked her silly while the machine had pumped her dry. But it had been expensive to keep such a small farm running, and, with rising costs and falling demand, he had ultimately been forced to sell up.

She tapped through the touchscreen console. Last time she had been careful with the settings, wanting to be quick and quiet. But this time she felt far less cautious -- she was too desperate!

Glancing around a little self-consciously she pulled off her top before gingerly removing her swollen tits from her bra. She then shimmied out of her jeans and panties -- in the absence of a farmer, she definitely planned on making use of the optional dildo attachment!

"Machine will start in one minute." The computerized voice was calm and clinical.

With one last look toward the door, Daisy climbed up onto the bench and backed up against the dildo.

As it pressed against her slick entrance she half closed her eyes with a moan, suddenly desperate for the deep fucking she knew it could give.

She continued to crawl back until the dildo was all the way inside, grinding up against the base in wanton need.

"Machine will start in thirty seconds."

Daisy swallowed nervously as she carefully lowered her swollen tits into the large suction cups beneath her and locked everything into place. She was now completely at the mercy of the machine -- and it wouldn't release her until it had finished her long overdue milking. She squirmed in excitement -- this was what she craved.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..." As the computer counted down Daisy could feel her pussy slicken in excitement -- she was about to be milked, hard, and she couldn't wait!

The machine whirred into action and, to her surprise, shackle-like cuffs slid closed over her wrists and ankles. She squirmed in arousal, nervously excited at her unexpected inescapable bondage -- it would certainly make it easier to take her milking, as she now had absolutely no other choice!

Next, the suction cups pulled tight around her breasts. Daisy moaned. The heady strength of the suction on her tender breasts felt almost too good.

She waited eagerly for the relief of the first squirts of milk from her aching tits, but instead two clamps sprang closed over her large nipples.

"Ah-a-a!" Daisy gasped, panting through the intense pain as her hard nipples were firmly crushed between the unyielding jaws of the clamps.

However, the vicious bite of the clamps was momentarily overshadowed by the horrifying realization that if they machine kept sucking now, her over-full breasts would be firmly pumped with no relief for the whole duration of her milking! She stared down at her clamped nipples -- surely this was just a feature to make her squirt really hard? Yet, the more she looked, the more she suspected that the machine had no control over their removal, only their placement.

She tried to extract her hands from the cuffs but only succeeded in jiggling her tender breasts. She whimpered slightly.

The suction got stronger and she looked over at the console in horror. "Stop! Halt! Release!" she shouted, hoping to find a voice command to override its actions.

"Clamps in place. Milking will now commence."

"No, what? Are you crazy?!" Daisy yelled, straining against her bondage as though she might suddenly gain superhuman strength and be able to pull free. But the metal wouldn't budge a single inch -- she was trapped.

The dildo started to shunt its way inside her and she groaned in lust. The deep suction on her tender breasts felt too good to deny.

"Increasing suction."

Daisy whimpered as the machine tried to coax her milk out from behind the unbudgeable clamps.

"Increasing suction."

Daisy started to pant, hard. The increasingly firm massage over her aching tits felt painfully good, and the blazing pain in her nipples only seemed to add to her pleasure.

"Increasing suction."

Daisy moaned loudly, thrashing her head as the dildo pumped faster. Her pussy was now making a sticky slurping noise with each deep thrust as her breasts jiggled wildly beneath her.

"Maximum suction achieved."

Daisy panted as her tits were compressed as tight as they would go. She was now too turned on to think straight as the powerful pump continued to try and draw out her milk from her throbbing nipples.

The tip of the dildo inside her started to vibrate and Daisy's eyes glazed over as it stimulated her insides in a way that turned her thoughts to mush.

As it continued to buzz inside her sodden pussy, she was suddenly aware of the unmistakable sound of a racing car pulling up outside. She could hear a man's voice. "I know you're in there! And I'll give you one chance to get out -- if you stay, you're mine for the night!"

She frantically tried to escape, but it only served to highlight how completely trapped she was. She was fully at the mercy of the machine -- and of whoever it was outside.

The door opened and she hid her face as much as she could, whimpering as the wicked machine continued to lewdly take her regardless of the onlooker.

She heard footsteps and then a hand was on her chin, roughly pulling her flushed face up toward his. "Looks like I finally caught my mysterious midnight milker!" He reached beneath her and firmly squeezed her tits through the suction cups, groping her like it was his right. The casual confidence with which he grabbed her made her feel gooey inside.

His grip got tighter. Tighter and tighter against the skin-tight cups until Daisy was positively gasping for air.

The pressure caused her trapped nipples to throb even more painfully and she shook her head in dismay. No farmer had ever taken such liberties with her swollen tits, yet, intense though it was, she was now wetter than ever.

He chuckled slightly at her mixed reaction and let go. "I always thought it would be no fun to hurt a masochist..." he moved his fingers to the clamps and twisted them hard. She grunted in pained desire, "...but it turns out they're even more fun to torment because pain still hurts, but they crave it..." He tugged down firmly on the twisted clamps, unseating them slightly so that they now pinched painfully over even less skin.

Daisy whimpered pitifully but there was no denying her deep arousal at his wicked actions.

He chuckled and idly flicked the dangling clamps. It seemed like an almost trivial action, yet the throbbing agony it elicited made her thrash and squeal like a wild thing, her body unable to process the painful pleasures his fingers were producing.

The dildo was still fucking her full throttle, the buzzing tip vibrating against her secret inner spot, and Daisy suddenly realized that she was mere seconds from orgasm.

The man smiled and stepped back, unashamedly watching the bound girl as she wantonly ground up against the dildo despite herself, too desperately in need of the rush of orgasm to try and hide it from the stranger.

She wanted to look away, yet somehow his eyes transfixed her, leaving her staring up at him as she approached her orgasm at lightning speed.

"That's right, hucow -- cum for me." As he spoke he pulled the clamps free from her nipples.

Pain blazed hotly through them as blood rushed back in. Daisy was panting hard now, her attention fully focused on the exquisite agony in her tender tips.

The suction pulled at them mercilessly, sucking her nipples down the tubes as the first of her milk finally began to spurt.

Her body tensed for a second, and then she was bucking like an animal, her breasts bouncing beneath her as the dildo continued to pummel inside.

Tipping her head back Daisy howled as she came, agony and ecstasy melding together in a heady orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced.

The man walked behind her and started to spank her unprotected rear hard, but the searing pain only intensified her orgasm, and, in that moment, she could only feel pleasure, pure, unadulterated pleasure.

As she continued to convulse, her prolonged orgasm felt almost painful and she started to whimper, unable to process the extreme sensations flooding through her body.

With the buzzing dildo still ramming into her and her tits firmly in the clutches of the milking machine, her orgasm might have gone on indefinitely had the man not slowed the dildo to a stop and pulled it out of her sopping wet cunt.

He smiled and wheeled the device around in front of her as she got her breath back, and Daisy was too relieved to even consider that he might just be getting warmed up!

Lining the machine up with her mouth he started to push the sticky dildo inside, taking advantage of the way her mouth still hung open as she panted to get her breath back.

Daisy's eyes went wide as she looked up at him, but there was nothing she could do but take the dildo as he forced it further and further inside her mouth until it nudged the back of her throat, making her cough and splutter as he triggered her gag reflex.

But he didn't stop there. As she whimpered he continued to force the dildo down her throat until the base of the dildo kissed her lips.

He locked the dildo in place and Daisy could feel a rising panic as she realized she now couldn't so much as breathe without his help.

Her whole body buzzed with terrified excitement at finding herself so completely at the man's mercy, and she found herself unintentionally grinding her pussy against the air.

He chuckled but continued what he was doing, fixing a tall metal collar around her neck to keep her head and throat perfectly lined up with the dildo. It made her feel like a glorified cock sleeve, but her wanton pussy just got wetter.

She could feel a rising panic as her oxygen supply got dangerously low. But, rather than remove the dildo from her throat, the man chose that moment to pinch her elongated nipples through the tubing once more, stemming the flow of milk as the cups continued to suck at her trapped tits.

She gurgled a moan, swaying her hips even more wantonly behind her as her excitement at her predicament triumphed over her fear.

Just as proper panic started to seize her body, he pulled the dildo back out again and she took a few panted breaths of relief around the head of the dildo.

"Mm, you look so good and slutty right now."

Daisy blushed but was too turned on to even try and pretend she was anything other than pleased by his words.

He tapped the console a few times and the dildo started to slide down her throat, slowly at first, but steadily getting faster until it was fucking her throat almost as viciously as it had fucked her pussy.

She loved how it felt to be completely at the mercy of the machine -- the only way she could breathe was to catch a snatched breath between thrusts she had no control over. It made her feel like nothing more than a toy, and she loved it.

He reached over to the console and picked up a shiny metal anal hook with three increasingly large beads on the end. Without any kind of warning he sank it up inside her sodden pussy and she moaned loudly, grinding herself back against it in need.

The man chuckled and pulled it back out. "I've got something better to fill your cunt with."

Daisy whimpered as she ground her hips back against the air, running on impulse now, too horny to even think to hide her deep desires.

The man pressed the sticky tip up against her anus, forcing each bead inside her tight hole with firm, unrelenting pressure. Each ball was bigger and better than the last, and by the time the third one had been sucked in by her sphincter her whole back passage was stuffed.

She moaned loudly as the machine continued to fuck her throat with the sticky dildo that had so recently been up inside of her. It made her feel even more like a wanton whore.

The man threaded the eye at the top of the anal hook and cinched the rope tight to a D-ring in her collar, making her arch her back and push her tits forward as much as the milking frame allowed.

Daisy moaned into the dildo as the anal hook pulled against anus, yet there was nothing she could do but squirm and take it as he continued to use and abuse her bound body.

He moved around behind her again, and Daisy found herself grinding her hips up toward him even more wantonly as she tried to tempt him to fill her final hole.

She heard him unfasten his trousers and squirmed in excited anticipation, her inner slut now having full reign over her pleasure-charged body.

The suction cups were still steadily milking her aching tits, a stream of white milk flowing from the tubes down to a large container beneath her. It felt so good that she never wanted it to end, even though it was so intense that it felt on the edge of what she could readily handle.

Her eyes went wide as she felt him start to push his cock-head inside. He was much larger than the dildo had been. She moaned and pushed back, her deep arousal making her hungry for as much length and girth as she could get. However, as he firmly pushed himself inside her slick channel she couldn't help but fight it a little -- with the large anal hook filling up her back passage, his cock was stretching her slutty pussy to the absolute maximum!

He thrust up inside her, hard. Daisy whimpered. The stimulation felt almost too much on her recently pleasured pussy, yet, with the milking machine still going strong and her whole body responding wantonly to the thrill of being so unexpectedly and firmly put in her place, she couldn't help but wiggle her hips in welcome.

He chuckled and took a firm hold of her reddened buttocks. "That's more like it. You want this, don't you?"

Daisy moaned loudly in response, too desperate for another firm pounding to even try to deny her need.

He smoothly started to pump inside her at an almost leisurely pace. Daisy moaned louder, spluttering over the dildo that was still fucking her throat as she tried to urge him onward.

He chuckled. "Computer, now!"

"Initiating final phase. Safety features disabled."

The console flashed red, and suddenly everything went into overdrive. The dildo started to positively pummel her throat while the cups on her tits sucked and squeezed so tightly that Daisy's mind reeled at the insane compression.

Gripping her tightly the man finally started to pound her, firmly fucking her with his huge cock while she squirmed and whimpered beneath him, her every movement only adding to the intensity of her predicament.

"You're so wet, slut -- this is how you need to be treated." He punctuated his words with firm thrusts, effortlessly dominating the bound girl's body as she groaned and gurgled over the dildo.

He slapped her bottom as though to make her go faster he urgently thrust inside. She could feel her mind unraveling as her second orgasm began to build.

Her every internal spot was now stimulated by the combination of his cock and the anal hook, and, as the milking machine continued to mercilessly suck at her tits, she could feel her body once more getting ready to soar.

Her pussy twitched against his cock and he gripped her bottom, his nails digging in as he hammered inside her. "That's right, cum like the horny hucow you are."

Daisy wanted to wait -- to hold back and prove that the city boy was not in control of her. But the fact was, right now, he was.

With a squeal that echoed around the walls of the shed she started to cum, hard, almost unable to catch her breath around the dildo as she spasmed against the man's magnificent cock.

He continued to pound into her. "I could do this all night!"

Daisy shook her head in disbelief as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm and beyond.

The insistent rhythm didn't let her orgasm ebb and she writhed to get away, her sensitive pussy twitching as he continued to stimulate her. But this only caused him to go faster, fucking her well-used cunt with the kind of stamina only a young, trim city boy could sustain.

At first, she could only moan, her body too overwhelmed to feel anything other than extreme overstimulation. But, as he continued to relentlessly pound into her, the combination of the inescapable deep throat fucking, the firm milking, the anal hook and his hefty cock quickly forced her body to the breathless brink of yet another orgasm even before the other could fade.

Balling her fists and curling her toes she tensed, feeling her climax consolidate inside her.

The man slapped her bottom sternly. "Not yet -- when I say."

Although Daisy had no reason to obey the man's commands, she was too much at his mercy to deliberately disobey -- although the excitement of his firm control made obedience surprisingly hard.