“Oh stop that. You’re burning my tits. They are dying. How could you be so mean?” Carol shook her head and tried vainly to avoid the drops. Rachel was now fucking deep into Carol’s elastic pussy. The feel of the dildo pulling on her own pussy and clit as she pumped hard was giving her such a rush of sexual power that she wouldn’t stop until she was totally spent. With one hand dripping wax, she tugged on Carol’s butt plug. She had watched her mother using the double fuck on Carol and wanted to try it herself.
Carol’s sobs competed with her moans and the obvious lust she was showing by trying to push back to meet her hard fucking. “Oh God, that feels so hot. Don’t stop.”
“Don’t worry baby. I’ll give you another good fuck. I can’t believe your mine. We can do this all night.”
Carol’s tits were now tightly bound by the rawhide and could be seen being pushed out between the strands. Add to this torture, hardened wax not covered both sides of her tits. Putting the candle down, Rachel couldn’t help violating her mother’s warning not to pull on Carol’s new tit rings. She leaned forward and took a tit ring in each hand. Using the rings to pull Carol back to meet her strokes, she was now deep into her own sexual frenzy.
Carol screamed as her aching tits were violently pulled back. Somehow the pain broke the barrier of her own sexual lust and she too flooded Rachel’s pumping dildo with her spewing pussy juice. She had never come like this. When she thought she could not take any more, Rachel let out a load groan, slowed her pumping and laid down on Carol’s back. She stopped pulling on her tit rings and just let the dildo rest deep in her pussy.
“Oh baby, you were made to be my fuck toy. I thought your pussy would pull this dildo off when I started to yank on your tits. I hope that didn’t hurt too much, but I just had to hear you scream. I’ll loosen the harness in a minute.”
After resting, Rachel stood up and unstrapped the dildo harness and left it deep in Carol’s bloated pussy. She went and got a knife and cut off the tit harness. She took the lukewarm soapy water and gave her slave another cleaning. There was a small amount of blood around her tit rings, so Rachel put a little topical antibiotic over the sore areas.
Rachel then took a smaller vibrator from the large collection on the workbench and pushed it deep into Carol’s pussy after she removed the larger dildo. She took a strand of leather and attached one end to the front of her waist belt, pulled it down and through the small rings on the end of the dildo and butt plug. Attaching the other end through a ring in the rear of the belt, she pulled the strap tight. Now the vibrator and plug could not come out of their holes.
Carol still felt terribly full, even with the smaller vibrator now filled her pussy. Rachel released her slave from the horse and led Carol back to her stall. Reattaching her to the four corners of the stall, she looked down at her spread out slave. “You can sleep now baby. Before you sleep, do you want a drink?”
Carol immediately answered yes, but then thought otherwise as Rachel began to kneel over her head. “Open up and I will give you my piss. Don’t be obstinate.”
Carol had to take a large dose of Rachel’s piss to quench her thirst. When she finished pissing, Rachel reached down and turned on the pussy vibrator. She gave Carol a kiss goodnight and left the stall. Carol was left in darkness and soon silence as Rachel soon finished cleaning up and left for her own bed. The buzzing of the vibrator soon got her pussy tingling. She squeezed down on it and felt the flare of sex again in her pussy. She was able to buck her hips to grind down on the two intruders to get maximum pleasure. Her first orgasm washed over her and she laid at peace.
But the vibrator would give her no peace. It took numerous waves of orgasms before either the battery wore out or she passed out in exhaustion. Whatever the reason, Carol’s mind became totally fixated on her sexual pleasure. All else left her consciousness. She was fast becoming a creature of sex.
Cow Girl by TopCat – Chapter Eleven
The next two weeks were a constant cycle of bondage, exercise and sexual addiction. Carol’s typical day started with Rachel entering her stall and demanding a morning cunt licking. After a relaxing orgasm, she would give Carol her morning bladder as a present.
Carol would then be brought out to do her morning business in the field followed by a quick hosing down. Breakfast would be served in her bowls on the back porch, right next to King’s dog bowls. The vitamin shake and cereals were her typical food. The low-fat diet and the hard exercising were having its effect on her body. While her weight was only decreasing slightly, her body was redistributing the weight. Her thighs were getting harder and strong. Her ass and waist was decreasing. Her thin arms were getting muscular and her boobs seemed to be getting larger, if that was possible.
She was pleased with the changes in her body and now exercised with grim determination. After her breakfast, Rachel would pet her goodbye and drive off to school. At that time, Megan and Beth took over her training. She was taken on a hard morning trot, pulling Megan all over the farm. Megan was a hard task-mistress and used the whip with skill. She could strike any part of Carol’s body she chose. Often this was her most sensitive area. The sides of her tits and her pussy often got attention when she lagged behind Megan’s expectations.
Carol now ran with a dildo up her cunt as well as the butt plug tail. This was extremely awkward at first, but now she felt empty when something wasn’t up both holes. At times, a vibrator was used, making running and having orgasms hard to do at once. This often brought the whip as she faltered in her stride to enjoy a wave of pleasure.
Carol’s butt plugs were changed every few days for thicker versions. By ever greater widths, her asshole muscles were stretched and came to accept the wooden intruders. Carol asshole was now used as another hole for fucking, now that it could accept the strap-on dildos without permanent harm.
During each run, a rest period usually involved Carol spending time between Megan’s legs, being instructed in her ever increasing skills at pussy and asshole eating. Many times Megan would stop the cart for a rest. At these times she would remove the vibrator or butt plug from Carol and ride her with the dildo harness. This brought them both off and came to be a game to see how quick or how many times Carol could come.
Her pussy had become so sensitive from the vibrators and the highly erotic situation of her bondage and humiliation. It now would flare and erupt with only a moment of good fucking or clit stimulation.
Her tit rings were now used to their full potential. When they went for trots, weights were attached to her nipple rings, causing them to hang down and swing with each stride. Her nipples were now large and constantly erect. The weights would drag them down and make her tits throb. The large ring was now used as another means to secure Carol to her cart. They would be used to pull her tits to either side of Carol’s chest making them more accessible to Megan’s whip. Her tits were always red and bruised from the abuse of the whips, crops and hard chewing that these women enjoyed delivering to her tender boobs.