First the morning routine, getting the cows set to milk

Pembleton strapped on her mittens and left with a pat on her head. Princess fell asleep fast and hard after her night routine, her body and mind exhausted from the day's events.

A pounding at her door. Yania started awake.

"15 minutes," Dave's voice barked from outside her door. The bottom section of the door slid inside the room. That was to be her meal, she knew.

Tears jumped to her eyes. All alone in her room, at the start of a new day, the thrill of her new life had dissipated while she slept. She was trapped, truly trapped. She clutched her stomach, where her Switch was implanted, and thought back to Pain ****. Dave must have already tended to the poor, broken thing this morning.

"Master Dave," Princess said aloud, correcting her own thoughts. She had to please her white masters. It was the only thing she had left, the only thing keeping the pain away. Her pleasing them was the only thing that she had some control over now, the only way to make her life better.

Princess had no more time to waste. Wiping away her tears she eyed the enema nozzle on the floor, took a breath, and gingerly impaled her butthole on the little rubber nub. She brought her knees to her chest as instructed as her backside was flushed out.

Next was a quick shower, pressing the button that would mix soap with the water. She used her mittens to scrub her dark young body. She then turned on the vent, it blew air, drying both her and the room. Not quickly enough though, she left with beads of water still on her.

Then her meal. Princess shuddered when she opened the box, but didn't want to get in trouble. She took it out and bent low, putting her face right in the mix, gulping it down in big bites, tasting it as little as possible, thinking about it as little as possible. She did her best to lick the bowl clean, but knew that she had to be running out of time. Princess resolved to get herself up before Master Dave knocked in the future, to give herself a little more time to shower.

Yania took a quick drink of water and went to the shower, washing off just her face, and clamped her mouth around the tooth brusher. Finally, she felt clean of the food. She took another drink of water, when her door opened.

Princess straightened herself, trying to put on her most submissive face. Pain hit her gut suddenly, and without warning. Dave had turned on her switch.

"Your bowl is s'posed to go in the box, and in the hallway," the huge man explained, turning her pain down. Yania picked herself up, nodding meekly.

"Sorry, Master." Princess could tell that any mistake she made, intentional or not, would be swiftly and ruthlessly punished with Master Dave. She quickly and painfully moved to comply. Finally, her switch was turned off fully.

"Watch. Learn. We get the cows ready in the morning." He took her mittens off, and for the first time in hours she was able to move her fingers again. They felt blessedly free. He took out a sanitizing wipe and put it in front of her eyes, and began wiping down a stud that he got from the box full of jewelry outside her door. Her tongue piercing.

Yania obediently, wordlessly stuck out her tongue when he brought it close to her face. He carefully, expertly put it through the hole and latched it into place. Same with her nose. He then handed her nipple rings to her, along with the wipe. "Clean 'em."

As Princess cleaned her piercings Dave's face went low, and began fondling her dark young breasts. "So many big cow udders," he said to her chest, "Nice to have some little girly tits sometimes."

"Thank you, Master," Princess breathed in response to the humiliating 'compliment'. "My rings are clean."

Dave grunted and latched her nipple rings into place, then twisted each painfully.

Master Dave had already gone lower, inspecting her little pussy without saying a word to her, like she wasn't even there attached to her genitals. Princess spread her legs slightly and got the last piercing out of the box herself, beginning to sanitize it as Dave explored between her legs.

"Shame the boss called dibs on your little cunt here. Guess he didn't want it all stretched out before he got a chance. Now where's that little clitty? Don't have to go looking with the cows." Princess could feel his large fingers working with the folds of her sex, that was now growing wetter. Finally he grabbed her clit ring from her hand, and gently spread the hood and slid the needle through the hole in her little bud.

"Alright, pet, follow me. I'll clean out the rooms, and you're supposed to just kneel in the shower rooms and get yourself used to the taste of pee. Boss says you're to touch yourself like a good slut when you have pee in your mouth, yeah?"

"Yes, Master."

They were paused outside the door of one of the girls, "BLACKIE". For all that Master Dave claimed they were short on time, he seemed to be enjoying this conversation too much to rush it. "Boss said he was gonna start you on swallowing last night. How'd you do?"

Yania flushed and worked her mouth. She had to answer truthfully, "Some went down my chin, but I swallowed most of it, Master."

"Hoo-ey! First day here and the little monkey swallowed most of her apple drink, huh? Gotta tell you, Princess, I've seen veteran whores come through this farm with more fight than you got in you. Whoever raised you over wherever you came from must've done a real good job slutting you up. Bet Daddy or Uncle did some work on the little cock tease around their home. Maybe this ain't even the first time you taste a little bit of the gold stream."

As Master Dave spoke he backed Princess up against the door, bit by bit, taking enjoyment in her humiliation. His big, strong white hand had pressed in between her legs, his thick middle finger was now knuckle deep in her pussy sliding in and out.

"Is that it, Princess? You a good little slut because someone at home made you drink pee-pee when you were a young 'un?"

Dave was so big that Yania almost felt like a little girl in front of him. 'Be a good ****' Pembleton's words echoed back to her, and her wet cunt agreed with him. She made her eyes big and said up to Dave's face in her best little girl voice, "No, Master, I was a good girl. But you can be my Daddy if you like when I drink your nasty pee-pee."

Dave laughed aloud, in a much better mood than when he had woken Princess up. Princess was proud of her little victory, her submission paid off. He slid his finger out of her pussy and placed it between her lips. Encouraged, Princess bobbed her head forward, licking her moistness off of the big digit.

"I can tell that, with a little training, you and me are going to get along alright Princess. Come on, time's wasting."

Dave unlocked the door to Blackie's room, and Yania could see where she got her name. Even living with other dark-skinned people that tanned under the sun of Africa, Princess had rarely seen a woman so dark-toned. There was certainly no one else here, in the farm, that would be so dark. Her skin was almost blue-black. She stood, eyes down submissively, except when they flashed towards Yania and studied her briefly.

Dave took off the woman's mittens and threw them out the door. "I'll clean," Dave had another sanitizing wipe in hand and was moving towards the enema nozzle. "You two move towards the drain, Princess wants to get herself used to tastin' piss, Blackie."

Princess knelt in front of the drain, mouth open, waiting obediently, hand softly rubbing her wet, bald pussy. She had only a moment to study the pitch-dark, thick-clitted vagina in front of her before a golden torrent flooded her face. Blackie made little effort to get it into her mouth, whether out of sympathy or if she just didn't care Yania wasn't sure. She kept her mouth open, having it hit her tongue. It is just liquid she told herself, icky but she could handle it. She already had. Nothing to fear here. Just a smelly liquid, a sign of submission, something that she would be drinking multiple times a day. She worked her hand harder, pressing it painfully, pleasingly against her pierced clit.

Then with a few last spurts it was over. Princess remembered her instructions. Her place. "Thank you, Blackie. Your piss tasted very nice." Dave turned on the shower, washing them both. Yania let the water run in to her mouth, spitting it down the drain, cleaning her mouth out. The shower was off in a few seconds, and the drier turned on.

Dave had meanwhile grabbed Blackie's piercings, bringing them to the drying air to save time. "I'll sanitize, you learn how to put them in."

Dave handed her the first one, the tongue again. Blackie opened her mouth, showing off her pink tongue. Princess tried her best, but fumbled with the slick surface. "Sorry, sorry" she whispered missed and the woman winced. Finally she was able to clasp it, completing the piercing. Blackie didn't look too happy that she was to be the one to also do her nose, but stood stoically. Princess tried to be careful, and did it without causing the other woman too much pain. She carefully found the holes in the woman's nipple, and was surprised that when she squeezed the woman's breast, milk came out of both the tip of her nipple and the sides of the holes where her piercing was to go. She recovered and did the piercings without too much trouble.

Finally the clit. It was nowhere near Piggy's size, but was still large enough to poke well beyond the lips of her vagina. Yania carefully manipulated the large nub until she found the hole and carefully ran the needle of the piercing through it. Yania stroked her hand down the woman's vagina briefly, caressing it, and then ran her index finger up the length of the woman's wet slit, testing her reaction. Blackie's body gave a pleased shiver, and Princess looked up at her, smiling slightly.

Together the three left Blackie's room and headed towards Milking. Blackie had her own stall there, too. Yania was **** to remove her nipple piercings, after having just put them in. It seemed ridiculous to her that the women wore them at all when they had to be removed again just down the hallway. It was just another way to assert their control, she decided.

Dave explained that each machine had to be cleaned the night before, so it was ready to go in the morning, and began explaining how to hook each woman up. The equipment was expensive, and could potentially be dangerous if a cow wanted to harm herself, so each room had carefully laid out restraints that would keep each woman relatively comfortable provided she didn't struggle, bent forward, with her legs spread and butt facing the door. Dave said that people sometimes drove out there and paid to use the girls like this.

Her hanging breasts were carefully hooked up to a suction cup. He turned on a little viewing screen on the wall of the cell, right where Blackie could see it.

"CowTV," Dave said. "As long as each woman has been following orders, she gets her CowTV time while she's being milked." Yania had a moment to watch as Dave finalized checking the straps.

A beautiful, big-breasted, partially clothed black woman in sexy glasses was parading around on the screen, asking dim-witted questions to white men while stroking their cocks in the hand not holding a microphone to her face. Captions like 'A dumb cow is a good cow' and 'I'm blessed to serve the whites' or 'I deserve this punishment' appeared at the bottom of the screen, punctuating her words as she said them. The slutty host was slowly getting more and more unclothed, and her mic was replaced by a thick white cock that she slurped on.

The scene cut to a pretty, crying young black woman in a schoolgirl outfit. The camera was right in her face, and she was bent over a school desk, clearly being pounded from behind by a faceless white man. Her perfect make-up ran down from her eyes. The interviewer asked how she enjoyed being **** up the shithole while being filmed and broadcast over television. "I can't be ****, I'm just a black girl," she said straight to the camera. A white splat covered her face, repeating the phrase.

Dave hee-hawed by her, apparently finding the deranged bit funny. "Probably not the first choice of channel for the cows, but it's all they get. There's some real shows on here too, and some pornos, not just reality shit. And them cows are trapped in here 7 hours a day without the boss around, no exercise or outside time, they go crazy without their TV. Come on."

Princess left the cow to her fate, milked and watching black women **** themselves on TV. She followed Master Dave to another room, preparing another girl, Pixie. Pixie was far shorter than even Yania, with a skinny little body, but the same big breasts as the other cows. She clearly struggled under their unnatural weight. Instead of awkwardly kneeling before her, Princess laid on the floor by the drain and played with herself while Pixie squatted over her face, letting her stream loose. Princess felt like she was drowning like that, but thankfully the stream didn't last long, and she made sure to thank Pixie.

This time when Dave strapped her into place he made sure Princess paid better attention to what to look for when making each girl secure and comfortable. She started to learn where each woman's feet should go, how to make sure nothing lost circulation, and the mechanics of how they should be positioned as to not overly strain any one part of their body. He might not have been very smart, as Pembleton said, but he did know his job well.

Princess began to see why nobody got any extra time on these days, without another worker on the farm. An hour went by, then two, preparing each cow, getting her settled in, then moving to the next one. Princess' tongue and mouth began to grow numb to the taste of urine. She spent so much time with it that she hardly tasted it after a while, though she was still thankful to wash her mouth out each time she did.

The next face was familiar: Piggy. The routine was the same, but Princess felt a greater desire to please the pale, round-faced woman. She brought her face right up to Piggy's soft pussy lips, touching them with her own lips. Princess could sense the hesitation in the other woman, to let go of her bladder into her mouth after their short time bonding.

"It's okay, Piggy," Princess whispered, touching herself, "You can let it go," and she placed her tongue flat on the other woman's vagina. Her mouth was suddenly flooded with the bitter golden liquid, but after so many others Yania didn't flinch. She tenderly stroked Piggy's pussy with her tongue as urine flowed out the side of her mouth. Yania's own pussy got hotter and hotter, she had been teasing it all morning, but now it felt different as she worked Piggy with her soft young tongue.

The long stream was over almost too quickly for Yania. She emptied the contents of her mouth down the drain, and thanked Piggy, but this time stayed kneeling as the shower turned on. She let the water run down Piggy's body, off her enormous clit, and into her mouth. Piggy's soft, feminine hand held her head close as Princess went down on the clit, gently sucking it, bobbing her head up and down.

Suddenly Dave's voice broke in, breaking the spell and stopping the women before either could achieve orgasm, "Well goddamn, Piggy! Princess must really like you." Princess flushed beneath her dark skin and backed away. Piggy did the same, but her blush was more obvious beneath her lighter skin. "None of the other cows got special treatment like that. Or maybe she just likes sucking dick that much, that thing between your legs almost qualifies." Dave snickered at his own crude joke.

"Come on, Princess, let's get your girlfriend a-milkin'. Can't have you two playing all day."

Next was another familiar face, Lippy. Her face was still just as contemptuous when looking down at Princess, and she looked taller and stronger than ever when it came time for Yania to kneel in front of her.

"Open your mouth wide, Princess Cunt, I've got a lot saved up for you. Make sure you play with your little pussy the whole time." Lippy unleashed a stream right onto Yania's face before moving to her mouth, crouching low. Her strong, lean hands gripped Yania's head hard and she stepped forward, unbalancing Princess' small frame, forcing her backwards so she had to rest with one hand behind her to keep from toppling. "Drink it, bitch," Lippy silently mouthed at her when Dave's back was turned, and crushed the long folds of her vagina against Yania's mouth. Yania obediently began swallowing, and worked her tongue inside of the woman as Lippy ground her hips down so hard that her pelvis hurt Yania's lips. The urine stopped, but Lippy kept grinding until she grunted with pain.

Dave was watching now. "Come on, Lippy, I know your tricks. Let her go. And, Princess, I didn't hear your 'Thank you' yet."

Lippy suddenly released her head, and with her full weight again under her Yania collapsed backwards. She realized she still was masturbating, never stopping as she had been instructed. On her back, Lippy towered over her more than ever. "Thank you, Lippy, for peeing in my mouth," Yania said submissively, looking the other woman in the eye. On impulse, she kissed the tall woman's pussy briefly as she rose to take her shower. Lippy snorted.

Princess took some satisfaction in seeing the bold woman get locked into place, no better than the rest of the cows. Together she and Dave wearily handled the remaining cow, rushing through the end.

"Hmmph, this took a while even without you tagging along. With you fumbling around, it was almost unbearable. Let's see if you can make it up to Master Dave."