Suddenly I felt her tightening it andasked how tight I would have worn my corset. "Not too tight." She said.Tighter and tighter she pulled on the ties... After she secured the ties,I had to take shallow breaths and stand very straight. I felt herthread the straps of the corset under my sissy panties and pulling mystockings taught she secured each of the garter straps to them. Turningme around to face her, I felt her open the cups of my corset and insertsomething into each of the cups. I knew they. The cow screamed. Davy was pleased. Next, he inspected his cow.255 the brand mark read on the left leg. This must be the 255th cow of thefactory! He thought. He saw milk was still dripping from the udder. Davy didn't know why but itaroused him even more. Sucking the udder provided him pleasure. Next, he usednylon for binding the nipples. They became large and purple. The last dropsof milk poured out. The cow was in agony. Davy decided not to relieve it from its misery. Diabolically, he pulled. I teetered slightly as I maneuvered down the hall and downstairs. I found Chloe waiting with Mistress, a broad smile on her elfin face. ‘About bloody time!’ teased Chloe, giving me a good morning kiss on the cheek. Whatever scent she was wearing was intoxicating. Not quite floral, and not quite spicy. Somehow the odor was something in between, an olfactory siren song that seemed to call out to me to seek out the places on Chloe’s skin where she had applied the perfume. The image of the two of. The thread frays and snaps like a steel cable, all dangerous, kinetic energy.♦She’s laughing, and moaning, and drooling all at once, fingernails clawing at the wood. She can’t breathe and can’t think and doesn’t give a shite about either. All that matters is the snake-like tongue burrowed deep inside her cunt, scraping and lashing her inner walls with supernatural intent.Humanity could get bent, she thinks. They didn’t know a sodding thing about sex or how to perform it. They were all amateurs.