Caught by the twins ...

The door to the stall burst open before either of you could twitch a muscle. Standing before you, much to your horror, was not one, but two naked men with cocks that looked like the steel dick fucking in your abused pussy right now. Your eyes were naturally drawn to their cattle prods waving proudly before them, before you looked up to see the identical faces of the Cramer twins. Even naked it was impossible to tell them apart, except one bore a light brown birthmark on his right inner thigh. Their menacing smiles were unnerving as your partner, trapped beneath you strained to see who was there!

"Well, well! I think Uncle Minchest will be thrilled to know he has a couple of lesbian cows in his herd!" You could tell it was Evan speaking, his voice was always so much deeper than Joe's. Even so, his words cut into you in so many ways! 'I'm NOT A COW! I'm NOT A LESBIAN! I just got caught up in the moment!' The words are in your head, but you are unable to offer any verbal protest!

"I think turnabout is only fair play, don't you agree?" Joe was speaking now as he approached the two of you. It wasn't clear who he was speaking to, and no one answered. Yet, he passed by you and turned off the machines, the whirring sounds coming to an end. The rhythmic pulsing and suctioning of your tits had also ceased, the cups, now falling to the floor by Penelope's waist. A certain relief had filled you, no longer a **** to the mechanical device, despite still being bound to the stockade. The steel cock now withdrawn from your pussy has left an opening drooling with female cum oozing out in large amounts. Your best friend is only happy to collect the drippings into her hungry mouth.

"Mmmmmmmooooo" She coos loudly as she swallows mouthfuls of your offering greedily.

"Now lie still Friesia," Joe commanded, to which Penelope complied and acknowledged with a "Moo!"

'FRIESIA? HER NAME'S PENELOPE!' You want to scream so loudly but know it's of no use! You can't fathom why they are calling her by any other name than her own. Nor can you figure out why she is complying?_ _ Is she faking it again, so that she can arrange their escape? It's the only thought you cling to as Joe and Evan maneuver about the stall.

You watch with horror as they now hook up the devices to Penelope ... er ... what was that name again ... Friesia! The milking tubes are attached to her bountiful breasts, as the fucking machine is lowered to the ground and aimed for her abused pussy, right below your mouth. You can see and smell your secretions still covering the slick invader. You are helpless to rescue your friend as the twins activate the devices, an evil grin on their faces and an equally evil flame flickering in their eyes.

You are now face-to-face with her pussy lips sucking on the cock as it pistons in and out with reckless abandon, plunging deep into her core. Her hips writhe and wriggle beneath you as she climbs the ladder towards an orgasm. The clear tubes are running with milky fluid once more, draining the contents from your friend as she succumbs to the pleasures you had enjoyed earlier. Her release is just on the horizon. You look on with amazement and wonder, so close to such action, entranced by what you see and smell. You recall how your friend had helped you experience unimaginable bliss earlier and ponder whether to reciprocate such attention in kind? The presence of the two intruders is the furthest thing from your mind at this very moment, her hips thrusting towards you as the penis pummels away.

"And now for you JERSEY GIRL ..." Evan’s voice reminds you of the virile presence of two cock-wielding men.