Mandy's Milk - Sex Stories

Mandy's Milk

... back in her room, the vibrator remote was pulsating red as it defaulted to “proximity mode” when the fresh batteries were inserted. As soon as she was more then 100 feet away for more then ten minutes, the device would be set to punishment mode. Her clock had started ticking and any minute now, she would be hoping that she was back in her room, not foolishly trying to sneak out in the night on her first evening of freedom. Almost on instinct, Station One opened up and she was shuttled inside. In her haste to prepare she forgot all that was going to happen. Her head became locked in the bars and the computer scanned her body. It confirmed the RF Tag and the Collar, but due to the black rubber panties, it could not scan her ass branding. It could not recognize the branding and decided that she had some type of skin condition and would be sent to the infirmary. It also noticed that she was missing her headgear yet again and this time would be her last. Instead of the standard rubber coated bridal with leather straps she received an all steel bridal with heavy steel chains wrapped around her head. The chains were pulled tightly and the links dug into her flesh painfully. The chains were then welded shut and encoded to match the rest of her identification. Removal would not only be nearly impossible but would be painful as well. She quickly began to panic as the Silver Suction tubes did not present themselves to her teats nor did the feeding nipple appear in front of her. Instead ...

... the heavy shackles locked around her wrists and knees indicating she was bound for the Infirmary to treat her skin condition. She screamed into the metal bit but everyone was sl**ping and she could not be heard anyways. Upon arrival the suction cups appeared and quickly latched onto her teats. The feeding nipple appeared and began supplying sweet nutrition to her stomach. DNA and bl**d testing began but did not find any signs of infection. She would be placed under mandatory 24-hour quarantine for full diagnosis. Just as she was beginning to feel the rewards of her stupid decision to enter the milk house, the vibrator in her pussy went into full punishment mode and took away any pleasure she was destined for that evening. She tried to remove it but her cuffed hands could not reach her pussy. She tried to squeeze it out, but the rubber panties kept it buried deep inside her. She would spend the next 24 hours, suckling her feed nipple, while her butt plugged teased her ass, the milking machine aroused her nipples and the vibrator punished her pussy. She flipped between pain and pleasure a million times as the line between fantasy and reality blurred with each moment. Brandon and her Father awoke the next day to find Mandy missing yet again. Rather then call out a search party they immediately ran to the control booth to track the whereabouts of their favorite cow heifer Number 163478. When they discovered she had been transferred back to the Heifer Hospital they tried to have ...