Human Cattle Ch. 05

With the kind authorization from Riviere7

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Dan, Marc and the two girls arrived late home. All their friends were afraid of some mishap and were glad to see them back safe. The girls carrying the now nearly empty travel bag seemed so exhausted that Kira inquired about what they had done. When she learned that the girls had been gangbanged by a group of rugby players who were jogging on the same path, she laughed and sent them to shower.

- A good and long shower with cold water will wake you up, lazy bones! Twenty four well built men shouldn't be enough to completely wear out two experienced girlsÊ: it's unheard of!!! We should work hard to build up your stamina somewhat, send you to Demeanor School in Scotland. There, they should have you service fifty men each day and one hundred for the week end during a couple of weeks. That would be a real challenge! You are no more teenage school girls but grown up women, you shameful sissies!

Brigitte and Marie Laure bent their heads in guilt.

- But, Brigitte, I thought you were really a hard boiled dominatrix. Just a little walk with Dan and he transforms you into a submissive ready to be gangbanged on a fallen tree trunk! What a shame! You're no better than Marie Laure or Gita! I'll treat you in the same way as them!

She scolded them during five minutes before sending them to the bathroom. Virginia was lying on Kyrhan's lap. He was toying lazily with her nipples, squeezing then releasing them. She was purring like a cat. Suddenly, he pulled back his hand hastily. His fingers were wet. He looked at them inquiringly, sniffed his fingers and finally licked them. He beckoned :

- Brigitte! Your little Virginia has just produced her first milk.

Every one then pressed her huge tits to extract a few droplets they tasted as if it was the sweetest nectar. Brigitte came back with two breast pumps.

- I know you have probably been dried out already but, it'll stimulate your production. In less than a month, you should produce enough for the whole household, I'm sure of it!

Brigitte told her own story when Jean had used her as a mobile milk dispenser, following him everywhere, even to a closet adjacent to his office where she knelt for hours in the dark on a table with a glass in front of her. He entered the closet, switched on her breast pumps and filled the glass. He drank it out, rinsed the glass and left without even addressing a word to her. He had no consideration for her at all at that time! She was nothing but a tool for his convenience.

Virginia produced about a quart of a glass with her two breasts. Brigitte told her :

- Don't worry, pet! Your production will grow rapidly. But, Kira, Kyrhan told me you had recently a baby.

- Yes, about three months ago.

- So you are in milk, too!

- Oh no, I'm trying to stop it! If you put a breast pump on me, it'll need another two months to stop it!

- But why stop it? I'm sure Kyrhan will enjoy milking you twice a day or have you milked by visitors or servants.

- I don't want it!

- May I point out that you promised to be his obedient slave for the day. If he orders you to be put on milk again, you have to obey and not try to make it stop tomorrow. You'll have to wait for his order, don't you think so, Kyrhan?

- By all means, Brigitte! So my darling Kira, I think you're about to provide me again with your best milk for the coming ten years or so! I think that my love for you made me a bit too lenient. I could exhibit you at the next Saint Azul cattle market. You'll share Virginia's trailer unless Marc wants also Marie Laure and Gita treated with hormones. It would make a fine herd, indeed! That would change you, kira, a lot from your usual role of princess in our palace!

When Kira had married Kyrhan, she had decided to have the Prince's family centuries old palace and stronghold restored. Her efforts had transformed the ruins into a luxury hotel where she lived with her husband, when he wasn't in Delhi for his official role, in the aisle where the secluded former harem had been installed. Kyrhan has built a wide net of friends throughout the world where spouses and girls could be swapped following the needs of every one : you are about to leave for a business trip where you can't be accompanied by your wife? No problem : one of the men in the group will probably offer to receive her! Your wife is on vacations in a far away resort and you feel alone : just ask and one of the girls in the group most probably will suddenly drop by and fulfill all your dreams (see my other stories with Kira and Kyrhan for a more complete view of the situation).

Kira didn't feel like opposing her Lord and Master. She let Brigitte put on the breast pumps on her tits with a sigh. Jean's wife felt she wasn't to just switch them on. Better to humiliate Kira a bit!

- Kyrhan, would you like to have the honor?

But the Prince declined and proposed instead that Virginia would do it, just to point out that, until midnight, Kira wasn't his princess, just another milk slave like Brigitte's niece to be used and abused! The girl obediently switched on both pumps, taking care to have a small delay between the two pumps. Being milked either by hand, machine or even sucked is a highly erotic experience for many women. The most sensitive ones can reach to a thunderous climax just by having their teats thus massaged. Brigitte had made Virginia discover it and she was using her brand new knowledge for the benefit of Kira. Khyran's wife would have continuously one or another of her nipples sucked during her whole milking!

Kira was quite aware of why Virginia had done it and of the unavoidable consequences : in a few minutes, she would certainly shame herself by climaxing while every one watched her begging to be fucked. She knew her breasts were extremely sensitive and nothing could prevent her from a screaming orgasm. At that moment, she was cross with her husband, for depriving her of any dignity in presence of their friends but deep into her mind, she was dancing in anticipation, singing carols. She loved to be forced to submit by her husband or any of their friends and the shame of public exposure was a major turn on for her!

The breast pumps had soon the expected effect. Kira started to moan helplessly then grimaced with a more and more evident tortured look. She threw her head back, gripping the base of her gorgeous melons helplessly. She finally surrendered to the incredible feelings taking their source in her breasts but irradiating throughout her body. Her blood seemed about to boil, her belly was heavy and hot. She felt liquid fluids oozing from her cunt and gliding down her thighs. She screamed on and on...

Her body wasn't obeying any more to her brain. She wanted to calm down to enjoy the aftermaths of her devastating climax but a stir deep into her belly informed her that her body was ready for more, many more similar orgasms. The culprits were clearly both her husbands Dan and Kyrhan who had accustomed her to serial climaxes.

For the benefit of the reader who hasn't followed Kira's life, she had been Dan's quite demure wife when they visited India for the first time. She was fascinated by the country and its inhabitants. She met by accident prince Kyrhan who became her mentor. When she was familiar with life in India, he forged an Indian identity for her and married her in the traditional and quite official way with Dan's benediction. Under both her identities, Kira became bigamous and commuted often between India and France. Kyrhan had just kept the privilege of pretending to be Kira's husband, have her wear Indian clothes and follow the customs of his home country whenever he came to France, if he wanted. Kira was usually shared by her two husbands in such occasions except if another girl from Kyrhan's harem accompanied her master.

While Kira's body was rocked by waves of ecstatic pleasure coaxed by the sucking of her tits, Brigitte was keeping an eye on her. When the two bottles were filled, she switched off the pumps. Kira's head dropped down. She was dizzy : she had been on an high and Brigitte had stopped her dead on her tracks.

- Oh, please, Brigitte, switch it back on, I was on the verge of yet another strong one!

- Hush, pet, I'm just replacing the bottles! You haven't been drained out!

- Oh my god! You want me to fill them too! But that will make nearly a liter!

- Yes and tomorrow morning, you'll fill yourself Kyrhan and Dan's glasses directly from your udders like any dairy slaves in my premises. The rest and what Virginia will produce will be shared between the other ones. Tomorrow evening, I'll milk you myself by hand to demonstrate to Virginia and you how to do it properly. Afterwards, you'll do it to one another. Do it early enough for you and Virginia to have enough milk for the dinner! I love the desserts she'll make with it! For dinner, you'll have produced some more, just enough to add a cloud of milk in our evening tea, my dear!

- Oh it's unfair, Brigitte! Kyrhan never asked me something like that.

- Don't worry! You'll still be his pampered wife and love. You'll see it : sexual milking may be extremely addictive and shortly, you'll be extremely proud to offer your swollen tits to your husband and beg him to release the stress in your breasts when they ache to be milked.

- But what will I do at receptions?

- Don't find problems where there are none! You'll get drained just before leaving and you'll be quiet for twelve hours. Just the men around will more and more appreciate the curves of your bosom with the passing hours. You'll have better to wear low cut dresses and avoid very tight dresses. Otherwise, the pressure on your breasts could become unbearable!

With a wicked grin, Brigitte switched on the pumps again, not forgetting the slight delay to ensure that Kira would continuously feel the pumping of her breasts. The cycle of moans and whimpers resumed while the second set of milk bottles began to fill in.

Brigitte left the pumps buzzing for some time even after the milk had stopped flowing. Kira's pleasure moans had changed to pain complaints.

- I told you, Kira, that it's good to enhance your future milk production. So I don't want to hear you moaning any more!

Brigitte was so busy trying to dominate Kira that she didn't notice that Dan felt ill at ease with that! Kira was also his wife and the queen of their little group. There was no way Brigitte could usurp her position or even try to do it.

- Gita, I must tell you that our friend Brigitte, a pure dominatrix, has nonetheless begged yesterday to have her ass hole reamed by Kyrhan. Remember how you, an avowed submissive and slut, were frightened by a test a dominatrix had agreed upon. Kyrhan, it would perhaps be the opportune time to do it!

- You are right, Dan! Brigitte, please come here! You position yourself with your back toward me.

Brigitte couldn't lose face publicly. She reluctantly obeyed, letting Kira recover. Dan switched off the pumps and undid them.

- Virginia, bring me that jar of cold cream and add a big wad of it on her ass hole. Yes, that's good! Now, you push some of it inside with your finger. You can be bolderÊ: Dan has already visited her ass and I don't know how many sturdy rugby players! His dick is only second to mine. You can use two fingers already. She has been stretched out sufficiently, now!

- Yes, Master.

For some reason, Virginia was still often rather obsequious with Kyrhan.

- Brigitte, you are going to open your buttocks with your hands to help me, your face to the floor. . .

Brigitte obeyed reluctantly. Sunita added :

- And you are going to beg him to open at last your back passage, to smash you open to accommodate the largest cocks. You may be a dominatrix but I want you to acknowledge Kyrhan is your master as he is Kira's!

- Please, Kyrhan, do my... No, I don't... Ohhhhh...! Aaaarghhh!

- Too late, I'm afraid! The devil is already in!

Dan was right. The last second denial by Brigitte had been too late. Kyrhan was already plunging his glorious cock into Brigitte's copiously lubricated ass hole. She stopped breathing for a couple of heart beats as Kyrhan was drilling his cock into her bowels. The obdurate dominatrix was for the first time for maybe ten years completely subdued by someone she had never met two days ago! The huge mandrel that was drilling into her was making havoc with her most deeply rooted prejudices. Brigitte now remembered the pleasures she was feeling when she was Jean's slave girl and she now felt as if Virginia was closer, a sister with the same sexual tendencies and needs as herself. She wouldn't relinquish her dominant role but at this moment, she promised herself to let other people dominate her from time to time. She needed to publicly recognize it.

- Prince Kyrhan?

- Yes, Brigitte! Am I hurting you?

- Not at all! I... I just wanted to tell you... I would enjoy being your submissive, being owned by you... if you want, Master!

- God! A complete change of orientation!

- No master! It's just that from time to time, I'll need to be under orders from a very strict master. I'm weary of being always in charge! How do you cope?

- I call for the help of friends like Dan or girls from my harem. With Kira, Sunita, Preeti, Swapna or any of them, the burden is alleviated. Perhaps you could confide to Jean or Marc and either ask Dan or Peter to visit you or visit them yourself, eventually with Virginia...

Marc had a proposal :

- If you are in such a mood, Brigitte, why not come for summer holidays to Gita's house. It's large enough to receive us all. We will walk together in the country with Marie Laure, Gita and Virginia naked on leashes attached to their clit rings, with their wrists pinned to their backs or behind their necks.

- If we meet other joggers?

- Then we'll offer them our three submissive girls!

- And what if there are too many of them?

- Then we'll offer them our dear Brigitte in addition! I doubt they'll decline the opportunity!

Brigitte was past arguing. While Marc explained how he envisioned his next vacations in the south of France with Gita and Virginia watching him intently, Kyrhan was busy giving Brigitte sensations she had forgotten for long. She was now mewing like a banshee as Kyrhan was pounding her ass hole like a jack hammer and she was screaming, begging him not to stop.

Afterwards, they decided for a pause in their sexual activities. They went early to bed, nearly exhausted, with their usual partners. The night was quiet as the men, having watched Kira then Brigitte led to glorious climaxes, wanted to be in full possession of their strength on the next morning. Virginia and Marie Laure prepared the breakfast. It was Jean who broke the truce when he remarked it was probably time to milk Kira and Virginia. Both had swollen tits that made every mouth slobber in anticipation.

Dan immediately started playing with Virginia's tits. For her young age, they were glorious, full melons, firm, jutting forward and somewhat up in a very suggestive way. He pulled at the nipples, twisting their points and pulling them forward. Virginia didn't even protest to his mauling. It was probably equally enjoyable for her even if his ministrations made her breasts ache somewhat. Peter pulled down Virginia's tits and she followed his move by falling on her knees in front of him. He opened the fly of his pajamas trousers and produced a hard cock that ended in a beautiful bright red knob. Virginia moaned but needed no further encouragement to engulf his cock and start a back and forth movement that seemed to satisfy her partner. Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock, faster and faster.

Brigitte showed Kira and Virginia the proper way to milk a girl dry by hand. She filled two glasses with Kira's production and ordered her to offer them to both her husbands. Kira was dizzy with the pleasure she had just been given and she was totally unable to argue. She returned quite obediently to the feet of Brigitte to offer her tits for more milking.

- Marc, would you like a cloud of girl milk in your tea?

- Of course, Brigitte!

- Then place your cup on this low table just in front of Kira. Now my dear, you are going to milk yourself! Try to aim the jet toward this cup. Don't worry : for the first times, you are going to spill droplets any where.

Brigitte was right : when Kira had added what Marc wanted, there was as much milk on the table than in his cup.

- My dear Kira, you've been very clumsy but I'm sure you're going to improve rather fast! You're going to lick everything you have spilled. Enjoy your own production!

- Good, pet! Now Jean, it's your turn! Kira I hope you'll not spill any again. I dislike wasting such an expensive delicacy. If you just let fall a single drop, it will be the whip for you!

- But how can I...

- Just bend further until your nipple just grazes the surface!

- But the water is boiling hot!

- Your choice : do you prefer the heat of the water on your delicate nipples or the kiss of the whip on your nice buttocks...?

The threat was quite efficient as Kira didn't lose a single droplet this time. She turned proudly toward Jean and politely asked him whether she should mix the milk into the tea.

- By all means, pet! I think I'll increase greatly my consumption of tea while you are with us!

Kira then offered a cloud of milk to all the girls' tea or coffee cups without spilling any droplet. When she had finished, she returned once more to her kneeling position in front of Brigitte who expertly placed the breast pumps to milk her dry. Kira didn't protest at all and smiled while Brigitte adjusted the pumps to her breasts. Jean's wife produced a pair of restraints with which she attached Kira's wrists behind her neck. The constant tingle on Kira's breasts made her soon on the verge of another climax. That was the moment when Brigitte plunged a finger into Kira's dripping twat while she massaged her clit with her thumb. Kira was quite aware that Brigitte was shamelessly pushing her to another Earth shattering climax! She had no way to escape the devastating fate Brigitte had decided for her...

Brigitte snapped her fingers and called for Marie Laure and her mother. She pointed toward Kira.

- Suck Kira's tits! I want you to make her cum on and on until she is haggard with too much pleasure! I would like to make her addicted to sex. Kyrhan has told me she has a group of menial workers that are totally dedicated to her. It would be fun to send her back home so horny that she would offer herself shamelessly to them!

Kyrhan smiled discreetly then : Brigitte had never gone to Demeanor School, for sure! Kira had and the final exam was to service in a single night a hundred of the customers from a local pub. Kira had passed the test with flying colors without becoming addicted to sex ; it wasn't the combined efforts of three girls that would reach that goal!!!

Kira's tits were still swollen, three months after her last pregnancy. The intensive mauling she had just been submitted to had not helped. Her breasts were sore. In their larger size, they had become more sensitive. Brigitte squeezed them and pulled at the nipples, tweaking them, causing them to dribble milk. As Kira arched and tried to escape from her manipulations, she felt Marie Laure's mouth reach for one nipple and begin to bite and suck it. Her other hand squeezed and milked her aching breast. Gasping and groaning at the torment her tits were taking caused her to open and close her mouth like a fish out of water. Gita offered her engorged nipple to her mouth and Kira unavoidably started to suck and lick it harder and harder. Kira turned toward her tormentor to offer herself more conveniently.

Suddenly she shrieked in surprise. Brigitte had given her a hard stinging slap on her raised bottom. She spit out Gita's nipples. Brigitte was furious. Her strategy of inflicting to Kira a sensation overload had been thwarted by her own move! She called for Marc and told him to offer his cock to Kira's wide open mouth. It seemed to surprise her completely and she allowed him to enter completely her mouth. Another slap on her bottom made her sink her mouth fully upon Marc's cock, deep-throating him. He groaned in bliss and held her head there tight, apparently enjoying the sensation. Kira gagged and moaned, trying to plead with him to stop but Brigitte would never allow it and Kira was forced to continue giving him head. The slap that had startled her was just a prelude to the sound spanking she received. When Brigitte got tired, Marie Laure took her place, then it was Gita's turn. Her tender buttocks were on fire...