Chapter 25

Megan dressed in a simple see through robe, got a cup of coffee and descended the stairs to see her new cowgirl. She heard the soft humming of the suction motor and the lovely moans coming from her new toy before she reached the door. Turning on the light, she had to reach with her free hand to stroke her hungry cunt at the sheer erotic sight before her. Pam looked gorgeous in the leather and metal restraint harness. Glancing over at the milking machine she was happy to see about a pints worth of tit milk in the storage container. She quickly went and turned off the motor and used the new tit milk to sweeten her morning coffee. She thought, 'God how lucky can a girl get to have these fucking sluts as my personal milk cows. I love the taste of their milk and I'm making good money selling more of this nectar to my dyke friends.'

Even with the machine turned off, it took a little effort to break the suction seal on Pam's engorged tits and clit. Once the suction tubes were removed, Megan could fully appraise the effects these torture devices would have on Pam over time. Taking one of Pam's elongated nipples in her mouth, she marveled at the length and stiffness of the nubbin after just one night of treatment. She even got a little squirt of milk as she sucked on her newest toy.

Leaning back she looked fondly down at her lover. Pam had slept in fits all night and had not woken up until Pam has started sucking hard on her tit. Initially thinking she was just having an erotic dream, her mind savored the lustful state her body was in. The suction on her tits and clit, on and off, all night had given her more orgasms than she could ever remember having. Her tits and clit were so sensitive that now as Megan sucked her tits and stoked her clit she was on the verge of another mind bending come.

Megan saw the state her new cowgirl was in, as it was obvious by the slick mess that was her cunt. She knew that being her slave girl would have its benefits for the poor repressed Pam. "Good morning Pammy. How was your night? From the looks of this bed and the length of your tits, you must have had one hell of a night?"

Pam, now fully aware of her conditions, began to beg her new mistress, "Oh Megan, why are you doing this? I love you. You don't have to keep me bound. Can't we just be the lovers we were? Let me go and I promise I'll never tell anyone about this. Please."

Pam's heart felt pleads made Megan's pussy gush. She loved to be in control and having this monster titted girl begging was just what she wanted to hear. Stroking Pam's face and feeling all over Pam's bound and sensuous body, Megan again spelled out what was ahead for her newest cowgirl.

"Pammy, you must by now realize that it has gone too far to ever let you have your freedom. I plan to keep you until you no longer can think of another existent for your life. In ten or twenty years of being a cow, you will not even be able to remember what your old life was like. You will be so transformed both physically and mentally that you could not go back to normal life even if you were given the choice."

Pam couldn't comprehend what Megan was implying, so she just laid there and listened.

"Look at your nipples after one night of milking. They are already a good inch long and your clit is so proud she still has not retracted under her hood. Imagine their state after years of suctions. You will have a body that only a cow herder would appreciate. Certainly no man will be able to look at you and see anything but a freak of nature meant for only sex and milking. In fact, in honor of your hugh nipples, that will be your pet name here on the farm. I will call you Nipples as a term of affection and you will answer to that name at all times. You will be one of a growing number of girls I plan to capture and make my toys. I have already gotten many offers to buy trained cowgirls, but I think I will enjoy keeping you all here, and only lending you out for short periods of time if the price is right. You will have to ask your sister slave about her outings."