The Dom behind me moaned loudly and thrust forward deep inside my pussy and someone else said “cum Brandy”. Instantly as I felt the cock inside m... throbbing and filling my pussy with cum and I came at the same time screaming out as I felt my hips spasm uncontrollably and my whole body shaking. Someone turned the power on the e-stim back down as the Dom behind me slid his cock out of my pussy; I was breathless and basking in the feeling of that. However, the top 1% is reserved for the specific job of looking pretty, and nothing else. The positions of milk-cow and breeder-cow are the only positions that cannot be determined in the branding ceremony. These are determined after impregnation of the whore, which happens generally at 19 years of age. Once the new calf has been born, the decision to make the slave girl a milk-cow or a breeder-cow is based on the swelling of her teets and the sweetness of her milk. There is a separate. Just then I heard the garage open and I took off everything off inrecord time. It was mom home from work a little early. I asked herwhere dad was because they car pool it, she said he had to workovertime so I have to pick him up in 3 hours. I came home to fix dinnerand then I'll go get him. She asked how school was and I said good andwas just finishing up my home work. She said okay honey go finish.I went back to my room and with a sigh of relief finished my homework,but as soon as mom left I. .. ten more minutes." Samantha replied.Samantha Hunter. She's my best friend. My only friend. We grew up together. Just us against the world. Her ginger hair framed her pale face, as she looked at me blankly.It's one of those things everyone knows. When you know someone, you know how they're feeling, regardless of what they're showing."You're worried." I stated, looking away.Samantha was beautiful. Long, ginger hair. Pale skin that could rival Snow white's. A thin figure, with C-cup breasts.