Chapter 16

Antroli

I stare down at where we’re joined in wonder. She’s already taken my head and is slowly stretching to accommodate the second bulge just underneath. My breath stills in my throat as I force myself to go slowly. Even now, the pale pink flesh of her pussy turns nearly white as she struggles to open for me.

A light sheen of sweat beads on her skin as she undulates on the bed. She tosses her head back and forth, the sounds pouring from her lips an erotic cacophony filling the room. If only the walls weren’t soundproofed, then all the Ranch Hands would know just how well I can satisfy my cow.

With my free hand, I continue to stroke her clit, coaxing her to relax for me. Her inner walls ripple around my tip, driving me to distraction. I know I can’t force my massive girth all the way into her yet, but hopefully soon, the machine will allow me to impale her, shoving my cock all the way into her sweet pussy as I drink her milk.

Groaning, I stop before I can injure her. As much as I like tormenting my newest possession, this isn’t the way I want to break her. I hold as still as I can, stroking her clit as my other hand grips my cock. All this teasing and tormenting causes my balls to clench to the point of pain.

It aches deep in my bones, a relentless agony tinged with madness. My thighs tremble from the effort of keeping myself still for the sake of keeping her safe. I reach down to cup myself, groaning as the clenching, gnawing sensation gathers between my thighs and shoots down my legs.

I’ll need to relieve myself soon. Thankfully, with the way her pretty pussy milks my head, it won’t be that long before my cum fills her up. Groaning, I rock back and forth, keeping my movements small, just enough so she feels the friction rocking through me and into her.

Her soft moans of pleasure pelt my skin, raining down on me until it’s all I can hear. “That’s my good girl,” I grind out, stroking myself far more furiously, desperate for release. “My good, fucking little heifer.”

“Please,” she whimpers. “Please. I ache. I- I-” she trails off, her face turning bright red.

“You what?” Dragging my hand from her clit, I rise over her, pressing in just a touch more until she cries out.

“Milk me. Please. I want to feel you drink from me.”

I grip her breast, groaning as the pearly fluid dots her pretty nipple. Leaning down, I swipe it away with my tongue, her taste making me see stars behind my eyes. Oh yes. Such a pretty little addiction.

My breath fans over her delicate skin, making her nipple tighten even more, crinkling the soft skin of her areola until it puckers tight, just as tightly as my balls. Latching on, I wrap my lips around the taut peak and suck, dragging her milk into my mouth.

I need to be careful and not milk her too much. As much as I want to consume her, drowning in the taste of her, I need to keep some for our coffers. At the end of the day, as much as I want to drink her dry, I have to think of the business.

It’s a sobering thought that has no place right now. Squeezing my eyes shut, I force out all thoughts of work and the farm. Right here, right now, it’s all about Fiona and the erotism of her pussy clenching around me with every drag of milk from her perfect breasts.

Gripping my cock, I glide my fist up and down, using her arousal to lubricate my movements. It drips from her, coating my fingers with every graze of my knuckles against her engorged flesh. She quivers beneath me, crying out in ecstasy as I give her that bite of pain with each minute rock of my hips.

Close. So fucking close.

Wrenching my mouth away, I go to her other nipple, lapping at the celestial fluid beading from her skin. I suckle her as my balls clench even tighter, sending pinpricks of agony bursting through my body. My cock swells as I near completion, stretching my pretty cow even further.

Fiona cries out. The sounds dripping from her lips are delirious, nonsensical words that only spur my orgasm on faster. Grunting, I pull away from her breasts and stare down at her as I continue to stroke myself faster and faster.

She lies there, hair tousled and unkempt, fanned around her face. Her lips, stained dark red from the blood flowing through them, part as she looks up at me with such longing, such need. No longer are her eyes a simple brown. They’re wide and dark as her pupils fill them, edging out the color of her irises.

Though I’ve thought this before, I can’t deny that at this moment, she’s never looked lovelier. Just seeing the stark need filling her as she strains against me is enough to send me over the edge. With a loud shout, I grip my base, roaring my release as my cum surges into her, filling her pretty little cunt with my seed.

I reach down and stroke her clit, desperate for her to reach the stars with me. I touch her, play with her, toy with her body until she shudders beneath me, her soft cries intermingling my darker, masculine grunts. She ripples around me, forcing my balls to clench again, sending more cum into her.

At this rate, it will leak from her body, just as I promised. I slip from her, ignoring her whimpers at my departure. She’ll be full again soon enough. Grabbing the metal stretcher, I slide it in as deeply as it will go.

Fiona squeals in shock and tries to get away, but my ropes hold her snuggly enough. I continue pushing it into place, waiting until it locks in before removing my fingers. After a moment or two, it begins to pulse inside her, stretching her open in a way that’s safe for her body.

I know this because her face goes from placid relief to shock. Her eyes widen as her breath comes in pants. “Wh-what are you doing to me?”

“Making your body ready to accommodate me. All of me.” With another groan, I force myself from the bed so I can get dressed again while she lies there, quivering with each swell and shrink of the machine.

She watches in fascination as I wrestle with my suit, leaving my cock out. Cum still gathers at my tip as it softens. Threading my hand through her hair, I pull her head over to me.

“Clean me up so I can get ready for work.”

“Work? But I thought you were done for the day?”

I give her a soft smile. “A Rancher’s job is never done. Now, I will not ask you again. Take that pretty mouth of yours and clean me up. The quicker you do that, the sooner you can talk to your mother.”

Her lips screw up into a disgusted frown. “I’d rather not think about my mum with your cock in my face.”

“Fair enough,” I chuckle, running the pads of my fingers down her downy cheek.

I don’t think I’ll ever tire of touching her, of tasting her, of simply talking to her. She’s not like the other cows we’ve purchased. I never saw forever in their eyes. But with Fiona, I can’t see myself living without her.

Even now, as she widens her mouth to take my tip between her pretty lips, I can’t help the pang of sorrow for the future. Can I convince her to stay with me here? What would forever even look like between us?

She clearly loves her family. Is there enough room for me? Normally, the cows who stay have no one else. We are their family. But with Fiona, it’s different. She’ll have to want to stay. She’ll have to choose me. Can I make it worth it to her?

Tilting my head back, I groan softly as her tongue swipes at my tip. It’s a tentative motion, one that has me stirring back to attention. I cradle her head in my hands and push my cock further into her mouth. Though she won’t be able to take all of me, she’ll be able to take a bit more than her pussy right now.

My bulbous, thick head slips in without issue, filling her mouth and pressing down against her tongue. She tugs against her restraints as she does her best to pleasure me with her mouth. Pulling away, I make quick work of the ropes and motion for her to climb down off of the bed and kneel at my feet.

So pliant, so obedient, but still simmering with that mouthy impertinence I know lurks behind her sparkling gaze. When she wraps her lips around me again, I see stars behind my eyes. Gripping her hair, I force the next knot into her mouth, hissing as her teeth scrape my sensitive flesh.

Perhaps her mouth isn’t as big as I thought. No matter. It’s still enough to satisfy me. She’s enough to satisfy me. Groaning, I slip in and out, keeping my thrusts shallow.

She laps at the underside of my head where I’m most sensitive, drawing a ragged groan from my lips. Already I’m rock hard and wanting to fuck her again. Each thrust is punctuated with a loud grunt as my balls tighten once more.

Looking out the large bay window to the side, I smile as I watch the Ovibrosia wave in the wind. Such a tranquil scene while I’m defiling my willing little cow. Thankfully, no one can see it. The pleasure Fiona provides for me is mine and mine alone.

My vision wavers as pleasure courses through my veins, hot and thick. Unfortunately, as my body clenches, a sight stops me short. Vrokjan races toward the ranch house, Jessica in his arms. From what little I can see of him, his face is pale and pinched with concern.

Pulling Fiona away, I yank my cock from her questing lips and tuck it into my suit. “Later, my sweet cow. Something is wrong.”

“Is it Jessica?” She hops up from the floor, swaying for a moment as she gathers her equilibrium.

“I think so. But Nagán is here. Whatever is happening, he’ll make sure she’s okay.” Racing toward the wall, I open it back up to see what I can possibly have her wear when she speaks with her mother.

Since cows aren’t typically allowed to be dressed, we don’t keep clothing on hand for them. Frowning, I sift through until I find something akin to loungewear. It will be big on her, but it will be a lot more comfortable than the suit.

“Up on the bed. Mind me. I don’t have time to argue.”

She nods, her expression serious. Thankfully, she seems to understand the urgency and obeys me without hesitation. Grabbing the tail, I do my best to ease it into her awaiting bottom. I’m sure Vrokjan can spare the few minutes it takes to not harm my precious cow.

Her soft moan as I push the metal tip into her ass has my cock pulsing once more. Soon, I promise myself. Soon. Once I know Vrokjan and Jessica are okay, I’ll prepare my lovely Highland for dinner.

Pulling away, I give her a soft kiss on top of her head and race over to the communicator. All it takes is a few strokes of keys and the monitor transforms into something similar to what she would have access to on Earth.

“I’m not sure which program you communicate with, but all should be here. Remember what you’re supposed to tell her. All transmissions will be recorded, so I’ll know if you say something you shouldn’t.”

Fiona rolls her eyes at me. “Like what? Hey Mum, I’ve actually been kidnapped by aliens. They’re big blue fuckers who like to drink my milk while they fuck my pussy. Oh, by the way. Did I mention I’m a cow now? The poor woman would try to have me committed. Don’t worry. Your salacious, dirty secrets are safe with me.”

Her face falls as she looks out at the empty field. “Please make sure Jessica is okay. I worry about her.”

The kindness she shows tears at my heart. Holding her close, I kiss her head once more before pulling away. Hopefully, whatever is happening is only affecting Jessica. I don’t know what I would do if I lost Fiona.