“Take off your gun, slowly. I’m the only person gonna be armed in this house” he recognised the voice, this was the gruff voice, the falsely gru...f voice they had heard earlier.“You alone?” He realised immediately that was the wrong thing to say, it would sound threatening “I mean, look ... I’m no threat” He took his gun off and placed it on the floor.“Kick it over here”“No. It is a precision piece of equipment, I’m not kicking it. I’ll move back if you like” He took three steps back and hit the. Please? Get on top of Rose and stick in your stiff prick and take her. She needs to be fucked so very, very badly."The hell you do. You've had it twice tonight, but not from a man. Before he could reply she was on her feet, her eyes flashing, the room being somewhat better lighted than when he had stared through the window at her."You don't want to fuck Rose? Is that it, Pete?" What's happened to you?" he asked, stalling for time. He didn't want to lay her but preferred that she go down on him.. .. B-but I th-think I-I love him! But h-he d-doesn't lo..." Alexa's voice disintegrated into more sobs. He sat up and watched her sitting hunched over, her shoulders jerking as each mournful sob burst from her throat. He wanted to wrap his arms around the poor creature and comfort her. But something stopped him. How could he be sure of her? What on earth had possessed him when she was thrashing around as the collar crushed her neck? She had bucked like a demon and jerked herself clear of the. "We have a long way to go before you're ready for milking, old son!" She looked at the hourglass. Almost halfway gone! She sat in front of him on the table and crooned soothing sounds to him as he slowly calmed down.As his cock lost some of the steely hardness of his near-orgasm, a large drop of clear pre-cum appeared at the tip, and the Scullery Maid quickly reached for the collection cup, trailing the clear tubing that connected it to the Milking pump. She placed the cup under the tip of.