Mandy's Milk - Sex Stories

Mandy's Milk

... for the next hour. He grabbed her duffel bag, returned it to the main house and left it sitting by her desk in her private bedroom back in the old f****y farmhouse. He and Mandy had the occasional late night roll in the hayloft but their relationship was strictly confidential. They always seemed to be dating other people so they could never pursue a relationship beyond a flirtatious friendship behind the backs of their current significant other. Her dad called that evening to congratulate her on the repairs to Station #1 and to see how her day at the convention went. He was not surprised when she didn’t pick up as she was often out partying and flirting with the various venders and suppliers who attended the conventions. Being young, good looking, smart and female in the male dominated industry made her vary popular with any number of prospective suitors making a play for her at any given moment. Of course her phone was in her duffel bag, which was about three doors down and could not be heard through the thick plaster walls of the old farmhouse. He would call again on Sunday and leave her another message that evening. He didn’t want to bother her on vacation, so he wished her a good flight and promised to see her on Sunday. Eventually the phone went dead and Mandy’s hopes for rescue were similarly fading as the computer continuously pumped d**gs into her system as it kept attempting to extract milk from her sore nipples. The pain was becoming unbearable as her breasts and ...

... flesh felt as though they were going to be turned inside out. Her father had forgotten what time her flight was due to arrive and nervously fell asl**p late Sunday when his only daughter had not returned. It was unusual for Mandy to not return her messages and even more out of character for her to not call at least once to check in on the farm and how her dad was doing. When she had not arrived home Monday morning and still hadn’t called to check in, her father called the authorities and the hunt began. The local sheriff had known Mandy since she was in diapers and took her disappearance very seriously. He interviewed each full-time resident on the farm and started going individually to each part-time employee checking everyone’s story and trying to spot signs of foul play. He submitted search warrants and pulled phone records, taxi dispatch records, convention hall surveillance tapes, searching for any signs of Mandy’s last minutes on the farm. Brandon had the only leads indicating that she had repaired Station One but left her bag behind. The bag was still sitting on the floor of her bedroom but no signs of Mandy. They searched the barn from top to bottom with exception of the Infirmary. While they could not get into the infirmary without Mandy’s codes, they could however view the surveillance tapes monitoring the movements in and out of the barn. The exterior tape monitored all of the barns from one location and showed nobody even approached the barns in the last week, let ...