the whole day

"please turn off the pumps they are starting to hurt," I think in my head as more fluid flows down the tube into my mouth. the pumps continued to suck milk out of my breast but the flow has lowered to a small trickle. this had caused my breast to get more sore from every pump. as if trying to distract me from the pump the vibrator lead me to another orgasm.

I'm positive that there is some **** in the tube causing me to get more easily turned on. I closed my eyes and tried to find a way out of here but there was nothing I could do to get free right now. as i was testing the bindings for what felt like the hundredth time the boss walked into the room.

he reached down and turned off the pump before taking one of the many cups I had filled during the pumping. he then opened it up and took a sip. "not mad for the first milking, but don't worry the more you produce the better it will get. the vet has had a lot of time to perfect his formula. now that you have been milked you wont have any more shots unless necessary. you will be milked once every three days till your body adapts enough for daily milking. take her back."

I felt the binding keeping me restrained to the table being removed. my leash was then used to pull me off the table and I stumbled for a few steps before I was able to get my feet under me. I was going to yell at him only for the familiar bit gag to be shoved into me mouth. I glared at the boss as he lead me out of the room and back to my pen.

"now be a good cow now," he said as he tied off my leash to the pen and left the pen. I laid down in the straw and found my self slowly drifting into sleep it had been a very exhausting day after all.