7 months later...

"Oh fuck... fuck my pregnant pussy.... fuck it hard.... fuck me.... oh oh oh.... fuck me while my tits get milked.... fuck I'm cumming...." Rebecca wailed while one of the studs slammed his hips into her ass cheeks.

She was bound in her milking stall by stocks locked around her head and wrists. She was **** to bend at a 90 degree angle to allow her chest and 7 months pregnant belly to hang underneath her. A milking machine was hooked to her nipples and tugged free her breast milk. The farmer had given her hormones that told her body she needed to lactate and feed her baby months ago and now she was a full time milk producer.

The stud slid out his cock from Rebecca's sloppy wet pussy. It stood proudly at attention as he smacked her left ass cheek hard leaving a red hand print. "Thanks for the warm up Sow." He said leaving Rebecca's stall headed toward the breeding posts.

Rebecca was resigned to the constant pull of her nipples from the milking machine as she felt her milk leave her breasts. She could feel her baby shift in her womb as her milk container filled with her white liquid.

Several minutes later her pumps turned off and the stocks unlocked automatically. She raised up and headed out to the open pasture for exercise time. It wasn't her favorite part of the day but her and the other breeding slaves needed to stay in healthy shape to prepare for more breeding.

Her bare feet did feel great on the farms bright green grass as she made her way along the outside fence. Rebecca had made a habit of walking the boundary of her enclosure for the first hour of exercise time.

Several minutes later she neared a clearing out of view of the barn. Behind a large tree outside the fence she caught the view of another dressed woman. It had been months since she had seen a woman in clothing and she stopped as the woman waved her over.