The Farmer · Part 2

The Farmer · Part 2 (2/2)
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“MFGMFGMFMGMGM!” she tried to yell through her gag as Bernie twisted each nipple and raising it above he boob. Dee was still hanging from the beam, but tied in a more upright position. Her toes were barely touching the ground as the ropes around her boobs were also tied to the beam forcing her on to her tip toes to avoid the boob ropes from tightening. She was now well positioned to witness the next activity planned by the “studs”.

The girls just completed milking and were sneaking a smoke behind the barn not knowing their mother was “caught” smoking and now hung as if she was a ham being smoked. The guys wandered up acting playful.

“Well, are you girls done for the evening?” Bernie asked.

“Why, you boys want to play some more?’ Maggie snickered as she blew smoke towards them. “Haven’t had enough?”

“Well, actually, we do want to play some more, but this time, we make the rules of the game, so let’s all play animal farm.” Billy replied. “We got to be your bull studs so you two get to be our milk cows.”

Maggie began to run towards the butchering building and pulled the door open to find her mom bound and gagged hanging by her tits from the beam. She rushed over towards Dee, but before she could get the gag out of her mouth, a strong hand grabbed her from behind.

“Guess you can see your mom isn’t going to help you. In fact, I think she will also get to “play” with us later.” Bernie chuckled, knowing Billy would soon be bringing Peggy into the butchering room.

Bernie heard the door to the room open as Billy led a reluctant Peggy by her bound hands tied in front of her. She was shocked to see her mom elevated to the beam, tied up like a Christmas turkey. Her breasts were turning purple as ropes from the beam were looped around her boobs. A noose around her neck was being pulled by Bernie, jerking Dee’s neck towards the beam and stifling her breathing.

“Now ladies, as you can see, your mom is in a very precarious position. We have tied a “hangman’s noose” around her neck and around each breast. So I highly suggest you cooperate so your mom has adequate air supply and doesn’t hang by her tits all night.”

Bernie loosened the noose as he was speaking to allow Dee to breathe. “Hard time getting your breath, mom? Maybe you should quit smoking” Bernie laughed as the noose loosened from her neck. “OK girls, strip.”

The girls knew the guys wanted revenge. As they took off their tops, the big valleys of skin came into full view. Removing their bras exposed the massive mounds of womanhood that would soon become milk jugs. “Hand me your panties,” Bernie demanded knowing he would need these already wet female unmentionables for future use.

Bernie made the girls lay on the floor as he and Billy tied up their “heifers.” With legs secured and their hands tied behind their back, Billy attached a hook to the ropes around the ankles of each girl and activated the lift. Dee watched in horror as her daughters were raised upside down towards the ceiling. The devious sisters wiggled back and forth as they went higher and higher.

“You fucking guys are crazy, stop this right now!” Maggie yelled as she moved her ankles trying to loosen her bonds.

The lift stopped leaving the two minx swaying to and fro. Billy and Bernie dropped their pants and started moving forward towards their prey. Suddenly, the girls realized they were stopped at exactly the right height to provide pleasure to their captors.

“OK bitch, open up,” Bernie demanded Maggie to open her mouth to receive his massive erection. He grabbed her spectacular boobs, using them as handles to pull her flush with his scrotum.

“You two were so focused on getting our semen, we want to make sure you both get your own personal supply of cum.” Billy snickered as he pulled her tits to forced Peggy’s head back and forth preparing him for a massive ejaculation into her throat.

“Here we go girls!” Billy exclaimed as he felt the hot fluid racing towards the penis head. He looked over to Bernie to see whether they would have simultaneous explosions.

As the gobs of goo filled the girls’ mouths, the boys stuffed the appropriate pair of panties into their respective mouths to keep them from spitting. A quick wrapping of duct tape assured both captives would have their gifts from the boys secured as well as keep them gagged and reasonably quiet.

As she watched her daughters being humiliated by the two male captors, Dee was getting more and more uncomfortable as her massive mammaries were continually squeezed by the cruel ropes hanging from the beam.

Dee let out a muffled sigh of relief as Billy released her from the beam and the ropes loosened from her boobs. But her relief was short lived as she and her two daughters were loaded into a wagon and taken to the milking parlor.

“Milking time, ladies” yelled Bernie as pushed the cart load of “heifers” into the milking parlor.

He pulled the cart up to three clean stalls and led each “Bessie” up to her position to allow the suction milkers to do their job. Dee raised off the cart and released from the cruel baler twine that was biting into her skin. But, her freedom was short-lived as she was forced into the stall and her head secured into the stanchion. Her arms were tied behind her back and legs secured to metal poles located at the end of the stall. Her huge tits hung and swayed back and forth as she struggled to free herself.

“OK girls, as you can see, we have the “head heifer and monster milk jugs” secured into a stall that you probably just used to milk cows. As you three ladies enjoyed “milking” Billy and I, we felt it only appropriate we return the favor and “milk” each one of you with real milkers to suction your tits and maybe get out some real milk.”

The girls muffled in protest as they watched their mother being secured into a stall like a prized Holstein. The boys led the next members of the dairy “herd” into their respective stalls and secured them in a manner like their mother.

The gagged heads of each of the “cows” stuck out over the feeding trough, moaning as loud as they could with their mouths stuffed and taped securely. The jerking motion of their heads created a clanking sound of the metal stanchions banging against the metal framing of the stall.

“Kinda sounds like our ladies are moaning to have their udders milked, huh Billy?”

“Yup, cows instinctively know when it’s milking time.”

The guys gave the girls boobs a gentle smack causing the tits to sway back and forth like bells in a steeple. The guys played with the tits, squeezing and pushing them as if they were checking the fullness of each mammary.

The milkers were turned on as the sound of the suction pump could be heard throughout the barn. Dee would have the honor of getting the milkers on her “teats” first. If truth be known, Dee had already had an experience with the milkers on her boobs as her husband had a kinky streak when they were younger. When Dee first got pregnant with Peggy, her massive boobs were aching with the huge amount of milk she produced. Her husband got the idea to see if the milkers would actually suck the milk from her breasts.

Though at first, Dee was not in favor of this rather unusual way to relieve her of the pain of excessive breast milk, her husband suggested they have sex while the milkers sucked her tits. This experience was absolutely fantastic as they both reached a simultaneous orgasm and had the crème de le creme de la crème sexual experience ever.

But, this experience will be different as she remembers how her boobs, and especially her nipples, ached for days after their kinky venture into the milking parlor years ago. This young duo of boys are doing this for punishment, not for her pleasure so she really did not know what to expect.

Bernie brought out a small cup of water to moisten each nipple and tit to help the suction cups to hold better.

“Here we go!” Bernie shouted as he raised the first milker to Dee’s right breast.

“Shoouup” was the suction sound as the first milker sucked the tit into the rubber neck of the milker and pulled the nipple into the tube. “Shoouuup” as skin was swallowed into the other milker as it was attached to the left breast.

“MFGMGFUUGHGHMGFH”, Dee shrilled through her gag as her tits were sucked.

The rhythmic suction action raised and lowered each mammoth boob, causing Dee to moan with every suction pump stroke. She winced when she realized her daughters were about to receive the same treatment when she heard Bernie and Billy walking towards the girls with two sets of milkers.

“Well girls, you mom almost seems to be enjoying this experience. So we don’t want to delay each of you the opportunity to see what it’s like to be milked, especially since you seemed to enjoy milking Bernie and I.” As Billy finished talking, each of the boys reached below a girl and attached the pulsating milkers, the same milkers the girls used just a few hours before to milk the real cows.

Peggy and Maggie groaned through their gags as their tits were pulled and nipples forced into the depths of each milker suction cup. The guys had another idea that would eventually bring the girls some “Real Seal” dairy enjoyment. It was a magnificent sight to see, three sets of monstrous tits being pumped to capacity in a synchronized human opera of boobs.

Billy got directly behind Maggie and Bernie went behind Peggy. The girls could sense something was about to happen. The guys kneaded each butt cheek of their respective female companion as they dropped their drawers. When the girls heard the guy’s belt buckles hit the floor, they soon realized what would happen next.

The hardened man swords were drawn and aimed at the wet, pink targets. The pumping in and out of the huge cocks planted in each girl soon followed the rhythm of the milkers pumping their tits. Though captive, Maggie and Peggy began to shake in sexual excitement that they have never felt before. Bernie and Billy reached a crescendo of a mighty orgasm exploding massive amounts of their cum into the wet caverns of their breeding heifers.

The two young females nearly fell unconscious with such an enormous orgasm. Bound, gagged and thoroughly spent, the two female youngins’ had a sexual experience like no other. Bernie shut off the milkers and watched as the suction released the six massive tits. A red ring indicated where the milker cups had been attached, each nipple was hard red and swollen. The girls soon realized their tits were extremely sore from the constant pumping of the milkers. Though certainly were not happy with their captivity, they actually very much appreciated the kinky sex they just had with the two boys.

“If we can reload, we can each become a real mother fucker” Billy giggled to Bernie, smacking Dee on her rump as the milkers plopped off her tits.

“What the fuck is going on in here!” Dee’s husband shouted as he entered the milking parlor.

“Shittttt”, Billy yelled, “We, ah, ah, well they did it to use first, you don’t know what they did to us” Billy said sheepishly as the huge farmer entered the barn.

“You two get the fuck out of here before I call the cops. I know what these sexpots have been up to. Just git, before I change my mind.”

Billy and Bernie quickly scampered out the door, pulling their pants up as they ran.

“Alright you three bitches, your little baby seed project finally caught up with you, huh?” Dee’s husband scolded the three as he approached his wife.

“Look at you three, bound and gagged with your tits hanging down like six giant water balloons. Serves you right.” He continued to scold them as he began to release his daughters from captivity.

Their father released his daughters' heads from the stanchions and removed their gags. “Damn it, you two. Lucky those boys didn’t take you into the mountains and really teach you a lesson. Now get dressed and get into the house.”

The girls grabbed their clothes and ran towards the farmhouse wondering what their father would do to their mother.

“Well, well, well. It is certainly apparent your daughters have inherited your appetite for kinky sex, using their pussy to trick guys into depositing their cum so you all could make money selling sperm. Good god, Dee, I didn’t think you would be so stupid as to let them get involved into such a crazy scheme,” her husband continued to berate her.

Her husband looked over his captive wife and the silent milkers laying in the stall and was reminded of the wild and crazy sex they had over 20 years ago in the milk parlor.

“Well Dee, you deserve punishment, but instead I want to be rewarded.” With that statement, Dee knew what he intended to do.

Her husband got cold water and massaged her bountiful breasts to take away the soreness. He kneaded her massive globes and twisted her nipples. She responded with an inviting “UMHUMMGHUMHUH” acknowledging she was ready for him to penetrate her. Her husband reached around and started the milker suction and placed the milkers on each tit. He began the slow entrance, revving up his gyrations to the rhythm of the milkers. They were reliving 20 years ago and about to explode. Maybe he should have thanked the boys.

The Farmer · Part 2 (2/2)
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