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(M/F, chloroform, fancy dress, holiday hijinx) Edwin Weatherby lacked the requisite self-awareness to realize how sloppy his methods as a gentleman burglar had become, but to the surprise of anyone who knew him, he was about to provide a demonstration of atypical professionalism and efficiency. Unfortunately for Edwin, it would prove to be his last. He'd never seen the curvy redhead before, but something told him she wasn't from around here. Perhaps it was the way she stared at the electric gaslights, seemingly transfixed by them. Certainly no Londoner would find them so compelling. He had also never seen a costume like hers before: black leather catsuit covering her voluptuous form from the neck down, with a black domino mask, black leather gloves and boots, an orange belt and tiger-patterned collar and matching cuffs on the boots. No doubt an original composition, and not altogether unusual given the holiday. But he did recognize the pad in her hand, or
“Once upon a time, there were three little girls who went to Secretarial School. One in London... One in Manchester... The other in Glasgow... And they were each assigned very important but menial duties... I took them all away from that and now they work for me. My name is Charlie.” “Yes I know who you are Mrs Brigham,” the stern looking man at the other side of the fence said, “but will they be able to meet our standards?” “Of course they will, Mister Jones,” Charlie Brigham said as she crossed her legs. The managing director of Jones Engineering was a tad uncomfortable with the woman sitting opposite him, wearing a pair of grey flared pants and a matching jacket over her white blouse, who smiled as she looked at him with her clear grey eyes. “I guarantee it,” she said, “so when would you like them to start?” “Tomorrow – it’s pay day, as we need the extra staff.” “Very well
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I wrote this a long time ago, and I guess it shows my secret desires even back then……Please remember fantasy is exactly that – so if anything seems unrealistic, that is because it is not reality. However it is reality in my head, and that is all that matters !! : )
Living in an adult only community has it’s advantages. Each person has a unit, surrounded by a courtyard, fully fenced front and back. There are 35 units in the complex. The whole complex is surrounded by a huge steel fence, with security gates at the front. It is strictly a no children area, the security officers won’t let children in. That’s a good thing really. No children running around who could be offended by what they see through my windows, or in my courtyard. Definitely a good thing, when I tell you what happened today.
I was topless as usual, and he had been stimulating my tits all morning. He told me this afternoon we were going outside to play. This got me wondering exactly what he was up to, but I knew he wouldn’t tell me more until the time. Eventually the afternoon rolled around, it was around 3pm when he came and told me we had a new activity to try. Normally I would be milked around this time every day, but he said not today. He took me outside, to the front of our unit, which was surrounded by a 6ft high timber fence. Without me realising, he had cut three holes in the timber fence. I had no idea why until he led me to the fence.
He positioned me against the fence, which is when I realised what the holes were for, one was for my head, the other for my tits. I shuddered when I knew what was going to happen next. He pushed me closer, told me to lift my jugs and put each one in the bottom holes. I was turning red with shame, knowing anyone walking past was going to see my tits hanging out of a fence. I did as I was told, lifting each tit, putting it through the hole. He told me to put my head through the top hole also, which I did. He placed a black sharpie marker in my mouth and told me to hold onto it. I was blindfolded to block my view and he put ear muffs over my ears, muffling all sounds. I could still hear him when he was close, but it was hard to make out other noises.
He took his time in repositioning my jugs, wanting them to hang just right. He grabbed my nipple on my left teat, lifting it and pulling it further forwards, bringing more tit meat through the hole. He did the same on the right, till both jugs were hanging out of the fence.
He took the marker from my mouth, and I felt cool strokes across my tits, the marking out of words, but I didn’t know what they said. He wrote something on each and I heard a muffled laugh afterwards.
He lifted one of the muffs from my ear, told me to be a good girl, and he would return in one hour. He said my tits said “free milk”. He told me not to move away from the fence or I my tits would pay for my disobedience later. Dropping the muff again gently I heard him walk away, and I was overcome with humiliation being left like this. I had no idea of the time so I couldn’t know when the hour was up, I tried counting minutes but that didn’t last. I had no choice but to stand with my tits on display hanging out of the timber fence.
As time went by, I head footsteps beside me, but I didn’t realise until they were standing right beside me, as the earmuffs blocked most sounds. Suddenly my nipples were being played with, gently tugged on, making them erect. The embarrassment almost caused me to pull away from the fence, but I knew I would be in more trouble later if I did that. So I stood there letting someone pull my teats. It was only a matter of 10-20 seconds before a few drops of milk released and made their way to the end of my teat. Although I couldn’t see it, I knew my milk would let down almost instantly and I felt the tingle of it happen.
The pressure on my teats increased to a massage, and it felt like the person was working my milk out. They then worked both jugs at the same time, and I felt the erotic pleasure start to build, but it was quickly overridden by the shame of being left like this. Suddenly the warmth of a mouth covered one tit, licking and sucking at the end of my teat. The person moved to the other tit and licked and sucked it also.
I heard what sounded like a second person arrive, and both my tits were suddenly covered with a mouth each, and there was a rhythmic suckling started on each one. I swear I was turning bright red, but I also was getting more and more excited as they milked me. After only a few minutes, they both quickly left without barely a sound, leaving me simmering with pleasure but unable to do anything about it.
Unable to track the time, I was unsure how long it was before two men arrived – I knew they were men as they were quite loud and laughed a lot. It seems they were laughing at my expense, and I don’t think they were the same people who were there earlier.
They were not as gentle as the earlier people, this time my jugs were manhandled roughly, the nipples twisted and pulled hard. I could feel there was still milk in me, but not for long the way they were milking me now. I felt like a cow being made to produce. They both lowered their mouths and suckled hard, almost pulling the milk from my tits. Within a few minutes, they left as quickly as they had arrived, leaving my empty deflated milk bags hanging low through the fence.
I stood there, still unaware of the time, until he quietly surprised me a little while later by appearing beside me and lifting my ear muff, telling me it was time to come inside.
I pulled my tits back through the fence, he removed my earmuffs, but he kept me blindfolded and walked me back inside beside him. I was still embarrassed and he made it worse by telling me he had watched the whole encounter from the window upstairs. I was so humiliated and when he removed my blindfold, I looked down at my tits and remembered with shame that four mouths had been suckling me just prior. The words “free milk” were across my jugs in black ink, just as he had said.
With a spank across each tit, he told me to get to the shower and clean up, then present myself on the lounge for his usual suckling session. I told him I had no milk left as the men had drained me, but he didn’t care. He told me I had better get producing if I didn’t want any punishment. I headed for the warm refuge of the shower, willing my jugs to once more be milk bags for his pleasure…….
Wow. That is quite a story. I would have loved to be one of the lucky ones to have found you and gotten a free treat. Free milk straight from the cow. I would have seen if i could have drained one and left the other full and begging to be milked. Teasing the full udder flopping it left and right letting it know that it was still full while the other had served its purpose being drained. I would love to have milked it by hand into a pail just like any other cow.
sweetheart, I really appreciate your honesty and the realistic account of what is happening in your life…I encourage you to please keep pursuing your hucow dream…
One source of inspiration I have found is from a man called Dexter Yager who started as a beer truck driver and ended up a billionaire…he said that the secret for his success was that he spent as much time developing his dream as he did developing his business…I can see that you dream of being a hucow so I am encouraging you (from the sidelines cheering you on!!!) to continue dreaming and developing that dream!!!
http://dexteryager.com/masterdreambuilder.php
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