Slowly, she began to awaken as she always did since “IT” began. The drug induced slumber was hard to shake off and with no sight or sound, it was hard for her to determine if she was conscious or not . The slight movement she was permitted caused her to sway within the chains that held her in suspension. Her heavy breasts ached within their metal enclosures and she hoped that someone would come soon to provide relief. Without fully realizing it, she gently drifted back off to sleep and dreamt of an earlier, much different life………
She was lying on the warm beach, wearing a peach colored string bikini that covered little of her 38DD-24-36 body. Glistening with suntan oil, tall, and curvy, this twenty year old blonde was ever man’s fantasy…and she knew it. As she stood up to leave, every male eye and some female eyes on the beach were upon her. The tiny twin triangles of cloth that barely covered her nipples left most of her large but firm breasts exposed. Her bikini bottom was a tiny thong cut so low it just covered her pubis. Picking up her blanket, she headed up the dunes to her condo. Leaving a lot of breathless stares of her bare, undulating hips and wobbling globes as she walked through the soft sand. Being watched on the beach was nothing new to her and so she did not notice one man in particular.
A generous inheritance insured a life of leisure. Nights were spent clubbing till morning and then she usually slept till mid afternoon. Then, it was a few hours on the beach before heading back to her beachfront condo to dress for the evening.
She had few friends but many boy friends. She had her pick of suitors but, was careful not to become too entangled in relationships. Life was too fun to be limited in that way.
A few weeks ago, a wealthy, older Arab gentleman named Ah-Med provided a few days’ diversions. She met him at one of the clubs and he was instantly smitten with her. He bought her drinks and they talked all night. The next night he took her out to dinner at an expensive restaurant. On the third night, he asked her to marry him and return to his homeland with him. She laughed at him and said “If and when I marry, it will be to someone more my age, not an old man who lives in country of goat herders”. She then got up and walked away, leaving him embarrassed and enraged.
As she walked into her condo she began stripping off her bikini. She went into the bathroom and started the shower. Stepping in, she washed all the oil and sand off and let the water run trough her hair. The sound of the shower prevented her from hearing the 2 men enter her condo. In no particular hurry, she lingered in the shower letting the water gently massage her magnificent body.
Finally, she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, toweling off her body. Wrapping the towel around her hair,
She walked into the bedroom, where the two men were waiting. One man grabbed both her arms and before she could scream the other wrapped his hand around her face and mouth. Together, the two men lowered the struggling nude to the floor. Quickly, the first man pulled a hypo from his pocket and pulled the cap off with his teeth.
She felt a sting in her hip and within a few seconds, she felt herself begin to loose consciousness…her long ordeal was about to begin..
She became aware of movement, almost a feeling of floating. There was also the noise, almost a roaring noise.
Her shoulders ached and she could not move. Slowly as she came more fully conscious, she realized she was lying on her side and her arms were bound tight behind her back, elbows and wrists touching. Her legs were bound tight at the knees and ankles and were pulled up behind her and tied to her wrists, bending her body back in a taunt bow. She was blind folded. She was not gagged but, for some reason, could not speak and could only breathe through her nose. ... Worst of all, she was nude. It was then she remembered getting out of the shower and being attacked. With growing desperation, she began to struggle against the straps holding her in this position. Panicking now, she tried to yell but, couldn’t, which only heightened her feeling of helplessness.
Suddenly, she was startled by a hand roughly grabbing her hair and holding her head still. Then, she felt someone unbuckling the strap of her blindfolds and pull it away. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the light and focus.
“Good Morning” a voice called out, “We‘ve been wailing for you to join us”
She managed to focus and looked up at the figure speaking to her. It was Ah-Med! She tried to scream but, couldn’t and renewed her struggle to free her self. Ah-Med merely watched as his new possession squirmed and strained, her magnificent breasts wobbling. “Nice, nice” he repeated to himself.
Slowly, she began to tire and let her head sink down to the carpeted floor, her body covered in sheen of perspiration, her chest heaving for breath.
Ah-Med snapped his fingers and quickly, the same 2 men who had abducted her, came forward and rolled her onto her stomach facing Ah-Med. One took a length of chain and connected it to her bound wrist and ankles. Pulling upward he attached the chain to a hook in the ceiling, forcing her to arch her back even more. Painfully, she looked up at Ah_med and tried say “Please, Please, and Stop” but no sound came out of her mouth, only the gasping of air through her nostrils could be heard. Ah-med sat down in a large chair in front of her and watched the bound nude continue to struggle. Her fingers clinched and relaxed, her hair was tossed in an effort to see. Finally, she stopped and just stared up at him, her nostrils flaring in an effort to breathe….”WHY?” she tried to speak…
“You are probably wondering where you are and why you’re here, like this….” He gestured toward her. “You are on my private jet headed toward my country” he smiled. “As soon as I saw you that first time, I knew I had to possess you. Your refusal to marry me was a set back but, as you can see, only a temporary one”
Upon hearing his words, she just let her head drop to the carpet, even though this caused more pain in her neck. “I’ve been kidnapped ‘she said to herself …. “ and no one will find me”.
AH-med continued “Since you refused to marry and old man, as you put it, I have decided you can serve me in another way. You will be trained and used as I wish. You are nothing but a possession to me now and will remain so.... permanently!”
At those words…she lifted and shook her head and tried to speak “No! Please! , No!”.
“Ah yes, your voice” Ah-Med went on…” as you have noticed, you can not speak and can breath only through your nostrils. This is because a tube has been inserted down your throat and into your stomach for feeding purposes. A large plug has been permanently glued into your mouth behind you tongue and teeth. This plug has a valve to allow you to be fed but only with the proper device. You will be fed twice a day”
She gasped for air as his words hit her…” I can no longer eat or drink normally…I’ll be fed…like an animal???”
Ah-Med spoke …..“ We will be landing in about seven hours and we have much to complete before we arrive. I think a little makeup and jewelry will be required”. AH-Med snapped his fingers and the two men released the chain from the ceiling and unstrapped her ankles form her wrists. She was grateful for the release from that tortuous position but before she could move, they picked him up and drugged her back wards to a chair.
At least, it resembled a chair. The back reclined slightly and her still bound arms were draped over it. Her wrists were tied tightly to the back of the chair. There was no seat to speak of, only two small padded benches on either side of the open harness and they were arranged in a “V shaped so the pointed side was at the back of the chair and the open side was at the front. The men quickly unstrapped her legs and strapped them down tightly to the padded benches. Her legs were spread wide and her crotch was suspended in mid air. They then pull her ankles up and strapped them to the outside of her thighs. Wide straps we then pulled tight above and below her breasts, further securing her to the chair.
Tied so, her breasts were thrust outwards and her crotch was available for all to see. The men just stared at the magnificent form of her heaving bosom and open thighs. Blushing, she had never felt as vulnerable as before now, completely on display to the men. She looked down, but all she could see were own huge breasts moving under labored breath.
Ah-Med noticed her pubis was void of hair “Do you shave down there he pointed?” She slowly shook her hair “...No”. Grinning he said” So you had it removed?” She nodded “…yes”. Then Ah-Med spoke. “You are a very beautiful creature and I will enjoy molding you to my desires.” She glanced down blushing again...
Ah-Med continued...”Before we begin, I want to give you something to comfort you” he snapped his fingers. One of the men came forward with a metal stand and rod which he placed underneath her crotch. The other man cam forward, holding a huge phallus made of rubber with metal studs.
Upon seeing this she panicked and started shaking her head mouthing the words “No! Please-please No!!!!!”
The man attached it to the base and slowly raised it until it touched the nether lips of her sex. Clinching her eyes shut, she tensed at the inevitable. He gently parted her sex and slowly but steadily slid the monster into her. She tried to scream but no sound came out of her open mouth, she panted through her nose and her fingers open and close dispersal.
Finally, the huge phallus was in her and the man tightened the rod to the base to keep it in place.
She tried to move her hips to help relieve the fullness in her but, couldn’t, she was impaled.
Finally, she opened her eyes and saw the men staring at her, watching her body trying to adjust to the massive intruder in her sex.
Ah-Med spoke “I hope you like it, you will wear one for the rest of your life!” Turning, he snapped his fingers again. One of the men opened a door at the back of the cabin signaling someone the come in the room.
A small elderly looking Japanese woman in a white lab coat came in pushing a cart with a towel over it.
Ah-Med introduced her …” This is Mrs. Okura, she is here to help with your makeup and jewelry” Mrs. Okura bowed politely and said “Hello Missy I make you very pretty, don’t worry.” The lovely nude was shocked by the nonchalance of Japanese lady, she was a woman, …wasn’t she at all appalled by the situation,…. didn’t she comprehend what it must feel like for a woman to be bound naked and impaled in front of men ???
“In case you wondering” Ah-Med interjected, “Mrs. Okura have worked for me for many years and use to my “activities” …as it were”
“Oh, Yes” Mrs. Okura sighed. “No time to waste, must get started” as She pushed her cart alongside of the bound nude.
She reached under the towel and pulled out a rod and couple of round metal bands. Walking behind the chair she positioned the rod vertically in the top of the back rest between the bound arms of her subject and tightened it down. Then as the two men held the nude’s head still, she slid one of the metal bands around the girl’s forehead and connected it to the vertical rod. A few turns of a screw and the head was immobile. The second band went around her chin and connected to the rod. This had a little cup for her chin and insures the mouth remained closed.
“Now, you all ready” Mrs. Okura announced and pulled the towel off the cart...
Looking out of the corner of her eye, the girl could see some medial instruments, jars of colored liquid and a TATTOO MACHINE!!!!!!!!….Once again she was thrown into a panic and tried to struggle… but to no avail. All her squirming managed to do was to remind her of the monster in her sex and its effect on her.
“Don’t worry “Ah-Med said…”Mrs. Okura is a Tattoo artist who specializes in permanent makeup style tattoos. This way you will never have wear makeup again….of course the tattoos will be of my choosing” as he sat down in his chair.
“Yes, yes” Mrs. Okura broke in… “You be very pretty, very sexy. You no worry!” with that she picked up a pair of tweezers and starting plucking the girl’s eyebrows………….
Four long, exhausting and painful hours later, it was finished. “She all done with makeup” Mrs. Okura announced.
Ah-Med stood and came over to see. The natural beauty had been transformed into an exotic creature of lust. Her Eyebrows were darkened, arched high and narrowed, light golden eye shadow was added, and dark eyeliner completely surrounded her eyes. Light blush was on her cheeks and her lips…were full and dark red in color.
“Perfect, Perfect” Ah-Med exclaimed.
“You want to see Missy?” Mrs. Okura asked the girl and held up a mirror. The girl just stared at her lust full appearance, hardly comprehending that this was her. Slowly, a tear appeared and she closed her eyes, wishing she could wake up from this bad dream.
“I do jewelry now?” Mrs. Okura asked Ah-Med.
“Yes, let’s get it done, I would like to rest before we arrive.”
“Jewelry, Jewelry?” thought the nude. “If tattoos are makeup what is jewelry………….?” She then saw Mrs. Okura with pliers like tool.
“Sorry Missy but this hurt you some” the woman said as she stuck the ends into the girl’s nostrils and squeezed.
Gasping for breath, the girl felt intense pain and then a “click”. Mrs. Okura withdrew the pliers saying “First we use a grommet”
With that Mrs. Okura took 2 small pieces of flanged metal tubing, one for each nostril, nor pushed thought the hole till they met and snapped together.
“Now, your ring, once I snap the ends together, it no can remove” Mrs. Okura threaded the thick ring through the grommet and snapped it close. It rested just above the girl’s upper lip and she could feel its weight.
“ Now I do nipples, it hurt some more , very sorry” Mrs. Okura took the girls left nipple in a forceps like device, then picked up a long thick pin with a ball about ½ inch in diameter at the head and pushed it into the very center of the girls nipple.
The girl felt as though an electric shock had struck he nipple, gasping and squirming as Mrs. Okura slid the pin in until the ball rested against the top of the nipple. Mrs. Okura then turned the ball and deep in side the breast, barbs sprang out from the shaft of the pin, making it impossible to pull the pin out.
Quickly, Mrs. Okura proceeds to the right nipple and repeated the process, leaving the panting nude in sheen of perspiration from the pain, her breasts seemingly on fire.
Before the girl could recover, Mrs. Okura nodded to one of the men to come over. The band holding the girls chin was removed and her mouth pried open. The man caught the girls tongue and pulled it out ward. Mrs. Okura quickly pieced the tongue six times, three on either side or installed pins with balls on either side. She then twisted the ball on each post till they clicked ensuring a permanent fit. The girl was still gasping and shuddering and barely heard Mrs. Okura says “Men like these in a girl’s mouth, you make them happy”.
After a few moments, the top head band was removed and the girls head sagged toward her chest... Mrs. Okura combed out the girls long blonde hair, tangled from all the struggling. It was a small act of kindness from a woman who had caused so much pain to her and for a brief moment she was able to forget her situation. Mrs.; Okura arrange the girl’s hair in coil on top of her head and pinned it in place.
Mrs. Okura spoke softly in her ear…. “Very sorry for the pain I cause. You very, very pretty girl” and with that, she turned and pushed her cart out of the room.
Ah-Med came over to the girl. Looking into the alluring eyes he was filled with pride with his new possession, and spoke. “We will be landing in about three hours. I’m tired and will rest now. I suggest you do the same…as best you can ….in this …ah...position”.
He then turned and walked out of the room, followed by the two men.
For the first time since she had been abducted, she was alone. Her arms and legs had long since gone numb, her shoulders ached, her breasts throbbed, as did her nose and tongue. Looking down, she could see her ball tipped breasts sway and bob gently to motion of the airplane. She tried to feel the ring in her nose with her studded tongue, the balls of which rattled against her teeth. She was also becoming increasing more aware of the huge phallus her sex. The initial pain had giving way to pleasurable sensations and the thought of being bound and displayed as she was, began to excite her. Pleasure soon won over the pain and the huge phallus gave her the orgasm she desperately needed. As she gasped for breath with eyes shut, she felt a hand on her breast. Startled she opened her eyes and saw a handsome young Arab man staring at her. He didn’t say a word to her but just gazed at her lust filled eyes and her full abundant breasts, her narrow waist and wide spread thighs. He ran his hand over every part of her feeling the soft skin, imprisoned by straps, pieced by metal and impaled by rubber. He went over to the sink and wetting a towel, came over to her and
Wiped the perspiration from her body. She could not speak and he didn’t. They just stared at each other. The alluring tattooed face and rich body captivated him. Then without a word, he turned and walked out of the room.
She stared at the door for a long time hoping, even begging for him to return. For him to return and release her from her bondage and replace her rubber phallus with his own….please, please! But it was not to be and soon, the exhaustion of the day’s events claimed her and her head slumped forward in sleep.
Chapter 3
She was awakened by Ah-Med...” We will be landing soon you must be prepared for arrival”
He was no longer dressed in the neat business suit. Both he and the 2 men were now dressed in the Burnoose and robes common to Arab countries.
One of the men released her ankles from her thighs. They dropped loosely to the floor. He did not release her thighs from the little padded benches. He then took each foot and strapped then in High heels. The heels were an impossible 6 inches! Ankle straps went around his slim ankles and were locked in place. He then slid a very wide black belt around her waist and pulling tight, locked it in place, a very narrow strap was attached to the back of the belt. He unfastened the phallus from its stand, leaving it embedded in her sex. He then pulled the strap from behind her, through a slot in the phallus and up to the front of her waist belt, pulling it tightly, and then locking it into place. The narrowness of the strap would ensure everyone could see she was impaled by the phallus.
Next a very wide black leather collar was locked around her neck. It was adorned with four metal rings one each in front and back, one on either side. The collar was so wide she could not move her head in any direction and held it rigidly upright.
After that, Ah-Med and his men went about their business, ignoring her. The felling in her feet and legs gradually returned and she wondered how she was going to walk with 6 inch heels! She lifted her legs straight out to try to see her feet and shoes. Ah-Med saw this and pointed to her. Immediate, one of the men came over and strapped her ankles to the front legs of the chair. She flashed a look at Ah-Med who just smiled and then returned to his work.
Then a phone buzzed and one of the men answered it. He hung up and said something to Ah-Med. “we are getting ready to land”. They then took their seats and fastened the safety belts. Ah-Med sat in front of her in his chair, reading the papers in his hands. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the two men seated, watching her intently as the motion of the plane made her still sensitive breasts sway and move.
She closed her eyes, nervous of the unknown that awaited her. “At least” she thought “I will be released from this chair”
It had been close to seven hours since she had been tightly strapped in place. “And maybe I will get the use of my hands back. And surely they will give some clothes; they can’t walk me through an airport like this…..”... A hot bath would be nice she was stiff and sore…and food …she was hungry. It had been over 24 hours since she had last eaten. But, she dreaded the “special feeding device” and how it would feel being fed.
The plane descended and occasionally bounced as it hit turbulence which only causes her to wince as her sore breasts bounced too. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Ah-Med’s men smile and point at them moving as if they had a mind of their own. Suddenly she notices the growing warmth in her loins as the phallus and tight strap began to rub her sensitive places. “Oh no” she thought, “Not here, not now, in front of these men” but she couldn’t help herself. Once again the thought of her nude helplessness on display along with the insidious effect of the phallus pushed her further and further to climax until she could fight it no more.
Unknowingly, she began to put on a very sensuous and erotic display to the men in the room. He body flushed, tensed and spasm against her restraints. Her feet tried to kick against the straps, her thighs flinched. Her head was held nearly still by the restricting collar, but her mouth parted and her eyes tensed shut. Her breasts heaved and wobbled as she gasped for breath. As the orgasm washed over her the men just stared in fascination and lust. For few moments, she forgot everything and just drifted in a pleasurable haze.
Gradually, she came back to awareness and opening her eyes, saw the stares of Ah-Med and his men.
“My dear” Ah-Med spoke, “a few more of those and you will be thanking me for your enslavement”
She blushed in shame and closed her eyes “Is that what I am, a slave???” She thought. “Yes, a Slave to Ah-Med and a Slave to my own body” And with that realization in mind, she felt the plane touched down in her new home.
The plane taxied only a short distance before it stopped and the engines whined down. The men UN buckled their seat belts and stood.
One came over to her and started unstrapping her thighs, then her wrists. He then gently helped her stand up. For the first time in seven hours, she was standing. The Man continued to holder her she struggled to gain her balance with the high heels.
Her legs felt weak from the tight straps and she couldn’t look down to help steady her. Finally, she was able to stand on her own.
The second man came over and kneeling in front to her, locked ankle cuffs on each ankle with 15 inches of chain connecting them. Then standing, he attached a leash to the ring and the front of her collar. “In the future” Ah-Med
Spoke, “your leash will be connected to your nose ring but until you heal properly, your collar will do”… The cabin door opened and a burst of hot air flooded the plane. The man who was holing her leash pulled her forward toward the door but she resisted and stared at Ah-Med. “Do not worry “ he said, “we are at my private airport, no one will be concerned with your nudity”…But that didn’t help her as the man pulled the reluctant girl forward. As she was about to reach the exit when the door from the joining cabin opened and the handsome young man stepped into the room. They stared at each other briefly and she felt her body blush at the thought of his seeing her chained and leashed. Ah-Med exited the plane followed by the man pulling on her leash. It was very slow descending the steps with the high heels and chained ankles but, she finally made it to the concrete surface. The heat was suffocating and the sun was hot on her skin. The man holding her leash pulled her aside while the rest of the plane’s occupants got off. The collar prevented her from turning her head so; she tried to watch from the corner of her eyes. When the handsome young man walked past her without even stopping, her heart sank.
She watched him get into a white limo.
Ah-Med came up to her and said” This is where we part my beauty, I will not see you again until you are prepared and ready to start your new life. My servant here we take you to your new …ah …accommodations.”
With that, he turned and got into the same limo her young man did and drove off.
Everyone now came over to look at her and she could do nothing but stand still. They talked among themselves and pointed out the various implements of her bondage, but no one spoke to her directly. Mrs. Okura came up to her and said “Hello pretty girl, I hope feel better not so much pain now...eh?”...Mrs. Okura examined her nipples in front of everyone and said “You OK! I see you again tomorrow. You rest now”.
With that, everyone got into various cars and limos and drove off., leaving her alone with the man holding her leash.
When the last car was out of sight, he turned to her “We go there now” he said a pointed to a long white building off in the distance. He started off at brisk pace, letting her leash play out behind him. When the slack tightened, she almost tripped trying to start walking, she quickly found that she had to jog to keep up with his stride; she could not take a normal stride because of the chain between her ankles. The phallus in her sex made her keep her legs wider than normal.
It must have been a strange site to see this Arab man pulling a beautiful and bound nude, her breasts bouncing, down the road. Within minutes she was bathed in sweat. Several times they had to stop for her to catch her breath. During one such stop, she had another orgasm from the effects of the phallus and strap.
Finally, they reached the white building. The man rang a buzzer and shortly, an elderly doctor dressed in a white lab coat opened the door “Oh yes, we’ve been waiting for you” his voice had a slight German accent to it. He took the leash from the servant and pulled the girl inside, the door slamming ominously behind her.
“No doubt you are very exhausted for your journey we will try to help freshen you up” he said leading her down the hall.
“I see Mrs. Okura has done her usual excellent work on you. She will be joining us tomorrow when we finish your preparations”
For some unknown reason, she docilely allowed him to lead her, not offering a bit of resistance.
“Everything is ready according Sheik Ah-Med’s instructions” he continued “You rest this evening and we will start in the morning.”
He turned into a tiled room. There was a drain in the floor and a chain hanging in the middle of the room... He led her over to the chain and tied her leash to it. Going over to the wall where an intercom was located, he pushed a buzzer. Quickly 2 Asian girls in nurse’s uniforms came in the room
They quickly removed her high heels, her ankle cuffs, they unlocked the insidious little strap that held the monster phallus in her and slowly, gently pulled it out... She gasped as this was being done and was embarrassed at the sucking sound it made coming out. . The Asians then removed her collar. A thin light collar replaced it and the leash was connected to its ring. They started undoing the straps that held he arms so tightly together behind her back.
When finished, they just hung numbly at her sided. She could not move them. She had been bound for 24 hours and it would take time for the feeling to come back.
The Asians then led her to a toilet and when she finished, they wiped her since should not do it herself. This was most embarrassing but she was glad to be free of the bondage.
She was led her back to center of the room. They clipped cuffs to her wrists and connected them with a long spreader bar. They repeated this to her ankles. The chain was connected to the center of the bar between her wrists and raised until she was on tip toe. They then began to wash her with soft sponges and cold water. All the sweat and grime accumulated from bondage and orgasms was washed away. Though the water was cold, she was grateful, she tried to get some of the water in her mouth but, could not swallow it and had to let it run out.
When the Asians finished washing her, they lowered the chain and remove the cuffs and spreader bars.
They lead her over to a narrow, padded bench with to circles cut in one end. They made her straddle the bench and then lay down on her stomach, her breasts fitting perfectly through the circles and hung below the bench,
Her wrist and knees were then strapped to the floor and a strap went across the small of her back. The elderly gentleman came back in the room as the Asian s finished tightening the last strap.
“Well, I see you are all ready for bed...ha-ha….I know you are hungry so, I will now feed you. As you know, you can no longer eat normally because of the plug and hose in you mouth. However …you are to be fed using a device I especially created at Sheik Ah-Med’s request.” He reached over and held up a large black phallus with a clear tube attached to its base. “This device resembles a slightly larger version of the human penis “He said quite clinically. The tip connects to the valve located in the plug in your mouth and this computer automatically allows the flow of liquid feed into your stomach in the correct amounts.”
“Liquid feed. From a penis …hash!!!” She thought to herself but, she was so hungry by now she didn’t care anymore.
He continued….. ”Please lift your head and open you mouth so I may connect the device.
As instructed, she lifted her head off the bench to face him and opened her mouth.
He slowly slid the device in her mouth; it rattled upon striking her studded tongue, and then connected to the valve. In her plug...
“ah ha, a perfect fit” he exclaimed”
“Perfect fit “she thought, this is a jaw breaker!!!”
He pressed a button on the computer in front of her and she could feel her stomach starting to fill.
“The computer is set to feed you slowly throughout the night. The feed consists of nutrients, vitamins and hormones. There is also a mild sedative to help you rest tonight”
“Hormones” she thought, “Why do I need hormones???”
“Good night young lady, we have a long and interesting day ahead of us” and with that, he turned off the light and closed the door, she could hear him lock it.
In complete darkness, she struggled a little with her bondage, testing it to see if there was any slack at all…there wasn’t.
She turned her head a laid it down on the bench, the penis still firmly embedded in her mouth, the studs on her tongue rattling against it as she felt its length.
Very quickly, the sedatives in her feed began to take effect and she felt warm and relaxed.
“Compared to the bondage of the past twenty four hours…. this is easy” she thought to herself….slowly drifting off to sleep.
Little did she know, it would be years, if ever, before she would stand upright again……
She awoke startled, not knowing where she was. It was still dark in the room; she struggled briefly until she fully woke up.
“No…it was not a dream” she said to herself, “this is real!!!”
She laid her head back down, her jaws aching from the feeding penis, listening to hum of the pump as it began to once again fill her stomach.
She must have dosed back off because she was suddenly aware of the lights being on and activity in the room.
The good doctor seeing her awake, came over to speak to her “Good morning my pretty lady. Did you sleep well last night? “
She nodded yes and tried to look around. The Asian girls were there as well as Mrs. Okura….”What are they doing?”
She wondered.
“A few more moments and we will get started” the doctor said “Let me remove your feed device”
With that he pulled the device out of her mouth, careful not to hit her teeth. She flexed her jaws to loosen the stiffness.
He pulled out a piece of padded leather with straps and a buckle, she instantly recognized as a blindfold.
“We find our girls relax better when they are blindfolded “he said and quickly started buckling it tightly around her head, eliminating all sight. She fought a mild panic and pulled against her restraints.
She heard him turn around and speak to the others’ “Are we ready? Yes? Good! Let’s get started….”
She was aware of the others coming over to her. She felt the bench underneath her being lowered until she was on hands and knees, her dangling breasts free of the circles.
Then she felt something being slid under her. It felt like a metal harness of some sort. The front part was a curved half tube. It fit her neck from her collar bone to her chin and pushed head back and up until she would be staring straight ahead if she could see.
From the her collar bone the harness was a single piece of metal about 1 inch wide an it curved upward to another open half tube at her waist. They pushed down on her back making it arch and forced her narrow waist into the narrower tube.
A corresponding upper harness was then lowered onto her back. It was the mirror image of the lower harness. It also had hasps on the edge s where the harnesses met, at the neck and waist. The lower harness had slots for these hasps to fit and when the harnesses were pushed together the hasped locked permanently into the slots. So fine where the tolerances that you could barely see the line where the two halves met... Getting her neck to fit was not so hard but, it was a real struggle to get her waist to fit. When the last hasp snapped tight, the good Doctor stepped back to admire his work,
The kneeling blonde was struggling to no avail. Her neck was encased in a shiny black metal collar that started at the top of her breast bone and terminates under chin and ears. It held her head very erect and totally immovable.
Then the twin straps, one running from the front of the collar …between her breasts, the other from the back of the collar... down her spine, terminating at an extremely tight waist belt. The waist crushing belt started just below her rip cage and ended just above her hip bones. The curve of the straps forced her to arch her back, raising her hips above the level of her waist. The effect was very erotic.
“Very good, very good “the doctor said with pride. “Please continue”
A hoist was brought over and a set of chains attached to rings in her new collar and belt, The restrains on her arms and legs were gradually loosened as she was raised until her arms and legs dangled beneath her. Then they were refastened.
One at a time each arm and leg was released to allow a thick sock like rubber tube to be pulled on, and then refastened. They began at the tips of her toes and fingers and terminated at her crotch and armpits. The rubber around her hands and feet was much thicker that the rest of the sock and prevent her from flexing her fingers and toes.
Then additional metal straps were added to her harness. One set ran across the top of her chest and curved down the inside of her arms. They connect to her collar by the same hasp and slot arrangement. Another set ran from the waist belt down her abdomen and curved down the inside of her thighs.
Now it was time for the “legs”.
Shiny black metal tubes with movable hooves were brought forward... One at a time they were pulled up her limbs over the rubber sock. The tops had the same slot arrangement for the corresponding hasp of the straps running down each limb.
The “snap” meant the leg was permanently attached to the harness. And to her. When her Legs were slid into their tubes her feet came to rest into the same position of wearing 6 inch heels. The front leg tubs were the same length as the rear so her hands came to rest in sockets about mid way down the tube.
Except for some minor additions, the Doctor’s work was done.
The blonde continued to struggle against her restraints the entire time, not knowing what was happening to her. Along with her plugged throat, the metal belt crushing her waist had only added to her breathing difficulties.
The Doctor removed her blindfold “We are just about done with your harness, would you like to see?”
He placed a large mirror up in front of her. She could see her metal incased throat, the black metal strap running down her back, her crushed waist and her upraised hips. She looked down and saw her dangling breasts and the metal legs on her limbs. The ones on her rear legs along with their connecting metal straps forced her thighs to spread out. Anyone standing behind her would have perfect view of her sex. With nothing else to do, she began to cry’ “What are they doing to me…I’m not an animal…..I’m a girl…...a woman…a human!!!!!!’’
But crying only made her nose run and that made it hard to breathe. She quickly started gasping for air.
Out the corner of her eye she saw Mrs. Okura pushing her car toward her. “Oh No!!...Oh No! Please! What now!”
She thought to herself. She swayed slightly in her suspension as she pulled against the restraints on her “NEW” legs.
“Hi Missy “Mrs. Okura said “I sorry but have to hurt you little more” …with that she pulled a wide metal band from cart.
It was about 3 inches in diameter and about one inch wide and lined with rubber. On the out side there were 6 metal studs placed at equal distances around the band. In between each stud, there was a small counter sunk hole.
It was a perfect circle but open. Mrs. Okura positioned the metal band around the base of the blonde’s right breast and slowly squeezed it shut until its latch locked into its corresponding slot.
The blonde struggled renewed to no avail as the left breast was quickly banded in the same manner. Cinched tight by the bands each breast began to turn red and swell. She felt like they would explode.
“There Missy, nice large breasts” Mrs. Okura sad as she patted each breast and checked the fit of each band making sure it was tight enough.
“I have to hurt you now, so sorry” with that she picked up the first of the 12 anchoring pins, 6 for each breast. Mrs. Okura pushed the pin into one of the countersunk holes on the breast band. The nude blonde bucked as best she could and gasped for breathe through her flaring nostrils. When the pin was fully recessed in its hole, it was turned slightly and the barbs on the end sprang out deep in her breast, making it impossible to remove.
By the time Mrs. Okura finished with all twelve anchoring pins, the blonde was covered in sweat from the pain and barely conscious having nearly passed out several times. The bands were now permanently anchored in place and could never be removed.
Mrs. Okura then started rubbing a lubricant all over the swollen breasts.
“If she’s trying to get me excited, she can forget it” the blonde thought to herself.
One of the Asian girls brought over what looked like a small black, metal, watermelon shaped, tube. The difference was it was open at one end and the other end had a stainless steel ball about one inch in diameter, attached to it. The ball had a hole exactly opposite of the tube. The tube itself appeared to be lined with rubber on the inside.
Mrs. Okura slipped a black hose over the ball part and connects the other end to a small machine which she then turned on. A vacuum cleaner sound started. She then held the open end of the tube up to the blonde’s hanging breast.
“ Oh No! Oh No…there is no way I can fit into that …it’s too small ahhhh” the blonde thought as she felt the suction grab her nipple and areola.
But slowly and painfully, the suction gradually pulled the entire breast into the tube. Mrs. Okura fit the open end of the tube over the breast band and rotated the tube over the stubs, permanently locking it to the band and therefore the breast itself.
The blonde felt the little ball on her nipple slide into a socket within the larger ball on the tube. Mr.’s Okura turned the larger ball permanently locking the small ball in place, slightly tensioning the breast. She then disconnected the hose and repeated the process on the other breast.
When finished, Mrs. Okura disconnected the vacuum hose and turned off the machine….. “Pretty breasts now sealed in milkers...you make plenty of milk now”.
“Milk? I’m to be milked?.. I’m to be some kind of cow??? She now realized the reason for the tubes on her breasts and gasped as she pulled again on her restrainst…””NO...NO…NO!”
The doctor came over to her and tried to console, her patting her head
….” I know this has all been difficult for you but, let me explain…everything we have put on you, the harness, the legs, the milking containers, is made out of a high strength metal alloy and can only be cut with a high temperature welder. This, of course, means it is permanent and can not be removed. The sooner you can accept that, the better off you will be. The Sheik wants a fresh supply mother’s milk. He feels it’s the secret to long life. You will provide that to him. “
She let the words sink in... “I’m his personal cow’? …Forever.? “She thought, feeling the weight of the miking containers pulling on her breasts.
She looked in the mirror in front of her and saw the 2 black containers hanging straight down from her chest, the round balls looking like teats. “No one will ever see or touch my breasts again” she told herself.
“We have a little more to go before we are finished” to doctor said and nodded to the Asian girls. They all walked behind her hips.
“Oh no,”… the blonde thought … watching in the mirror “What will they do to me there?”
The Asian girls proceeded to install catheters in her... a slightly painful and very embarrassing process. The end of the catheters had valves attached which, for the moment, were allowed to hang loosely.
Then the doctor brought over a very large phallus, same type she had worn on the plane but, thicker and longer.
The blonde gasped when she saw this and tried move her hips away from it but’ couldn’t Her attempt at movement cause her to sway slightly and she felt a “THUNK” as her breast containers touched each other , sending a shiver throughout her body, reminding her they were still attached.
One of the Asian girls liberally coated the phallus with a lubricant and then, as the other help open the blonde’s nether lips, began to slowly slide it in place.
The blonde tensed and squirmed but couldn’t avoid the penetration. She eventual just hung limply expecting the huge phallus to split her open at any moment…then finally …it was in.
The Asian girls worked quickly, picking up a “U” shaped band of metal that was the crotch piece, they fed the valves to her catheters trough the corresponding holes in the piece , Before her body could expel the phallus, they quickly
Aligned the hasps to the waist belt’s slots and pushed it in. Like every other part of the harness the crotch piece was tight and pushed the phallus in deeper. There was also a little stud in the inside of the metal band, located so as to constantly rub against her clit.
For the last piece to crown her transformation from human to cow, one of the Asian girls fastened a horse tail on her crotch piece.
“And, we are done” announce the doctor. The chains suspending her were gradually slackened until her hooves torched the floor. . They were kept attached to her harness though. The restraints on her “legs” were removed. She stood there wobbly, trying to adjust. The strain other hind legs was enormous as the tendons stretched to accept their new positioning.
“I suggest you start learning to walk on 4 legs “the doctor said to blonde …“remember… the sooner you adjust to your new life. …the better”
The Doctor and Mrs. Okura then left the room. The Asian girls remained to clean up and put everything away. They did not speak to the girl but smiled and patted her head and rump whenever they walked by.
Eventually, they too left the room, locking the door behind them.
She was alone; she looked into the mirror and saw herself again. The face was of a beautiful, exotic young lady with the look of passion. The body looked like some type of torture device. She was facinated by the sight of her imprisoned body.
Slowly, she began to feel the more of the effect of restraints on her. Her “Breast Containers”, she didn’t like the word “Milkers”…. squeezed her breasts a lot more than was comfortable. The anchoring pins still throbbed as did the pins in her nipples.
Her neck was starting to ache from its enforced position as did her back from the dramatic arch it was forced into.
Her waist felt crushed and it made her breath shallow, the crotch strap was too tight, forcing the monster phallus deep into her and the little stud against her clit could be felt with the slightest movement.
She tried to take her first steps. The back legs remained perfectly stiff and did flex at all. The Strap from her harness to her leg fit into a circular hinge and did allow some back to front movement of the leg.
The front legs were similar accept hey were also hinged a little at the knee and ankle. When she raised her front leg they would automatically flex giving a more normal appearance of walking.
She tried to stand upright on her hind legs but couldn’t. The hinges on her hind legs would not allow it.
As she tried to walk around she kept slipping and tripping. Only the chain still attached to her harness kept her from falling to the floor.
Hours later, she was so tired of trying to walk she just gave up and stood, eyes closed trying not to think about her situation. She heard the door unlock and the doctor came in.
“Good at least you are still standing on your on…it will get better” he said as he walked over to her. “It’s time for bed …you’ve had along and difficult day”.
He repositioned her back under the center of the chain. Then he fastened the restraints on her 4 legs to rings in the floor. With hoist she was lifted off the floor until her leg restraints were tight, allowing no movement.
Taking hoses from the wall he went behind her and attached them to her catheters. Instantly, she felt he bladder empty and an enema start.
“The Machine is programmed to dispose your waste on an hourly basis at night. Thereby eliminating the need during the day when you might be otherwise busy.” He informed her.
Then he came around in front of her and picked up the feeding penis.
“Open wide Please” he asked almost politely.
But she refused. It was the last thing she had some control of.
“Look” he said “If you don’t cooperate I can get help and force your mouth open. Then I’ll leave the feeding device in your mouth permamenatlly...OK”
Reluctantly, she opened her mouth. With the collar pushing up on her chin she could just barely open wide enough for the penis to fit inside.
He turned on the feeding machine and she began to feel her stomach fill with the liquid feed.
“As I mentioned yesterday, your feed contains hormones. These will induce your breasts to lactate. Within a few days
You will be producing enough milk that you will require milking twice a day. And… you will be thankful. If you feel those containers are tight now, wait till you breasts are full of milk”
She watched him in the mirror as he walked around her once again, checking the connections on the tubes. Occasionally patting her body.
“From now on this will be the way you sleep, suspended and connected to the machines” he said as he walked over to the door. “Sheik Al-Med will visit in the morning to check on you. Then you continue your walking exercises. “
Turning out light, walked out the door locking it behind him.
She was left alone in the dark. Suspended, tethered, and being tended to her most intimate needs by machines. She could see nothing and the only thing she could here was the humming of the machines
Once again, the sedatives in her feed started overtaking her, relaxing her, until she was asleep
She awoke in the dark, aware somebody was there. She was nervous, suspended and unable to call for help.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her face, slowly caressing her cheek “it must be him” she said to herself “the handsome young man from the plane”
Slowly, the hand went down the length of her body, stoking her hips, testing the tightness of her crotch piece, coming up the other side of her, he stroked her sides, her abdomen, her chest, feeling the breast containers, lifting them slightly as if to test their weight. Again stroking her cheek, feeling her lips around the penis in her mouth.
She wished he would speak; she wished he would release her and hold her. He stroked her hair a few times. She heard him turn and walk to the door. She caught his shadow as he walked out, locking it behind him.
“No, please, come back you can’t just touch me like that and leave “she thought “You can have me!!!!!”
Then it hit her” But how could he have me??? …my pussy is full of rubber and locked up… permanently!!!!”
Her frustration was intolerable…she needed a release.
The feeding machine started up again and soon she was feeling the sedatives and dosed off.
Hours later, the lights came on in the room and she gradually awakened to sound of the Asian girls disconnecting her catheters and pushing the machine way. Then one came around in front and carefully removed the penis from her mouth.
She heard foot steps coming down the hall. It was Ah-Med followed by the doctor.
“How is my beautiful girl doing today” he asked. Unable to respond, she just stared at him.
“The good doctor has advised me that he has explained your position here and what you will be doing to serve me” he continued. “If you understand, blink your eyes twice.”
Slowly, she blinked twice.
“Good, it I my hope that eventually you will come to enjoy your service to me” he responded. “I have asked the good doctor to include one more item with your ...ah… ensemble. But before he adds this final piece, I want you to look into my eyes and listen to my words; they will be the last worlds you ever hear……””
She tensed and looked right at him with her big alluring eyes
“.YOU ARE MINE, I OWN YOU. YOU ARE HERE FOR MY BENEFIT, YOU ARE MY SLAVE “he said loudly and with that, he walked out of the room.
Without saying a word, the Doctor picked up a large syringe with white liquid in it and walked over to her. First in one ear, then the other he squirted a large amount of the liquid. The liquid seemed to expand in her ear canal then quickly hardened, shutting out all sound. She was now completely deaf. Tears came to her ears as she saw the doctor speaking to the Asian girls but, could not hear what he said……
One of the Asian girls lowered her to the floor and released her restraints on her legs.
Clipping a leash to her nose ring, The Asian girl slowly lead the beautiful blonde cow out of the room, down the hall and outside. She was lead over to an exerciser, the kind they use with horses. Her leash was attached to one of the leads, and the machine turned on. Slowly, carefully she walked around in circles…..She didn’t care…she was now an animal, she was broken. With each step her clit felt the rubbing of the stud and her pussy was wet from the huge rubber phallus.
Slowly she felt the increasing wave of pleasure. Occasionally, her breast containers would clunk together, vibrating the already highly sensitive tissues there. Soon she had her orgasm, the first of several that night days.
That night, she was washed down, her hair washed. Then, she was put up for the night, suspended in chains and connected to her machines.
Her next several days were repeats of the previous. She slowly became lost in a world of orgasms and
Restraints. She kept hoping her young man would return but to an avail.
She did notice an increasing pressure in her breasts. And, as much as she hated the thought …. She knew she would soon need milking.
The doctor knew exactly how long it would take the hormones to work. So on the start of her 5th day as a cow; she was connected to a milking machine. Hoses from the machine connect onto the round balls attached to her containers she now discovered how the breast containers worked. The rubber lining alternately inflated …squeezing her breasts while at the same, suction was applied to her nipples. At first, t the process was frightening as she felt her breasts being squeezed and sucked. Initially the quantity of milk was small.
But within a week her production had increased and she now looked forward to the relief of having her breasts milked.
Soon, they didn’t have to put restraints on her to be milked. She would just walk over to the milking machine and waited to be connected. Many times she would orgasm during milking. The Asian girls would just laugh at her but, she didn’t care.
After about 6 months she was totally addicted to being a cow. She smiled a lot and complied with the Asian girl’s hand signals. Her whole world was the Tiled room and the corral.
Then one day, Sheik Ah-Med visited her, He came into her room, patted her head, walked around her.
The doctor came in and they stood there talking for a while. She couldn’t hear a thing and so wasn’t bothered by the conversation.
The next 2 days were uneventful and followed the same routine.
Then on the 3rd day, when she was lead back to her room from the corral, she was not milked. The Asian Girls washed her very carefully and did her hair differently. This time it was braided into one long ponytail and the ponytail was pulled up and coiled just above her forehead.
She was very concerned about the change in routine and her breasts were swollen with milk. She desperately needed relief.
The Asian girls snapped the leash back onto her nose ring and led her back outside. But instead of back to the corral, they led her up the ramp of a horse trailer. They tied off her leash to a railing and walked out. The ramp was raised and the trailer started moving.
The blonde started getting nervous “What’s going on? Where are they taking me?” After about 15 minutes, the trailer stopped and the ramp was lowered 2 Arab men dressed as waiters entered the trailer and led her out by the leash.
She could hear nothing but, she knew must be at Ah-Med’s Palace by the size of the building. Slowly they led her up the steps and through a huge doorway. There was a long hallway with a marble floor and beautiful tapestries on the walls. They led her into a small side room with no windows. There they secured her leash to a ring in the floor and left her.
She did not know how long she waited…. Two hours ….maybe three. She only knew her breasts ached and she needed relief.
Then the door opened and one of the waiters came in an undid her leash. He lead her out the door and down the long hallway . They turned and there she saw a large banquet room. It was richly decorate with tapestries and had a high ceiling with ornate carvings. It was full of people standing around large tables piled high with food. There were girls dressed in scanty harem costumes and dancing to music she could not hear. Up on a raised dais sat Sheik Ah-Med. When he saw her being led in by the waiter, he signaled for the music to stop.
The waiter led the four-legged blonde cow to the center of the room.
She was beyond embarrassment.
All these people ….some western men and women standing, stared at her with astonishment, smiles on their faces pointing at her and commenting. She couldn’t hear anything but, she could just imagine what they were saying…” Look at her, isn’t she pretty? ….does she like being a cow? How do those things on her body work? Etc…etc.”
Ah-Med came down from his chair and proceeded to talk about his cow, explaining her conditioning and diet, pointing out the breast containers. He did not mention that she was kidnapped but rather that, she had “volunteered for this experiment…in the name of science”. The people in crowd where amazed…. “Who would volunteer to be treated this way … to live as human cow?”
Then Ah-Med signaled 2 servants, he had them bring a milking machine over and connected her breast containers.
“Oh no “she thought to her self “Not here in front of all these people! What if I orgasm? Oh, Please, No!?”
As the milking started and she felt the squeezing and sucking on her breasts… she could not help herself. The rising wave of pleasure once again flooded her loins… she moved her legs to try to friction her clit on the stud and feel the phallus in her sex.
The thought of being milked and having an orgasm in front of all these people drove her over the peak. The crowd saw her shutter, her eyes closed, her mouth parted, and her body flush and perspiring. Many knew what had just occurred.
When she opened her eyes she saw Ah-Med smiling at her. Looking around the room she saw people just staring at her with smiles… some women were touching their own breasts. Then she saw him…her young man. He was not smiling…his face had a sad expression. She blushed at the thought of him seeing her like this…in heat. He turned and left the room.
The milking continued and gradually she filled and large glass beaker with her milk…. to the astonishment of the crowd.
Ah-Med invited the people to taste her milk and examine her more closely. They came over to her. When one woman tried to ask her a question, Ah-Med explained about her inability to communicate. He said it helped heightened her awareness of her task and position. Again reminding everyone it was all “voluntary”. He opened her mouth so they could see her feeding plug and her studded tongue. Tugging on her harness he explained the metal used and she how was permanently confined by it.
One man made an offer to buy her. Ah-Med advised she was not for sale and if he wanted her for sex, he would be disappointed, tugging on her tight crotch strap and explained how it was not removable and how she filled with a huge phallus.
Through it all, the blonde felt more and more like an object instead of a person. After Ah-med explained she couldn’t hear or talk, they stopped trying to communicate with her.
She felt many hands on her that night , petting her head.., lifting her breast containers, feeling the arch of her back, stroking her upraised hips…even tugging her crotch strap. Her humiliation was complete.
It was very late before she was returned to her room to be suspended for the night. Thankfully, the exhausted blonde fell to sleep very quickly, the images of her evening fading in her mind.
For the next 3 years, she continued as the Sheik’s cow, providing the milk he felt would insure a long life.
She did indeed become happy with her situation, No cares, no worries and daily orgasms. The only part she really hated were the parties at the palace. She would be put on display and demonstrate her milk producing abilities. It was always a humiliating experience. Unknown to her, many offers were made to purchase her. Thankfully, the Sheik turned them all down.
After 3 years in the sun, her exposed back and hips tanned to a golden brown while stomach and inner thighs remained light... This only enhanced her cow like appearance and the servants dubbed her “The Sheik’s Heifer “
Occasionally, she saw her young man, usually at the parties but, also when he made a brief visits in the middle of the night. She wondered who he was and why his interest in her?
Then, one morning she awoke to find one of the Asian girls hurriedly connecting the milking machine to her breast containers while she was still suspended in her chains. The Asian quickly programmed the milking machine an
Ran out to the door, turned out the lights and locked the door behind her.
The blonde was curious …what was happening ….what was going on?
Soon she was lost in an orgasm…. but eventually she returned to awareness and worry. Alone …isolated in the dark, she could only hang from her chains in silence...The feeding penis still in her mouth, the catheters, all still connected…..Soon she lost all concept of time... Only the milking and feeding cycles interrupted her emptiness.
Eventually her nervousness at being left alone in the dark overcame her .Panicking she tried to remember how many feeding cycles and milking cycles she had since the Asian girl left her in darkness.
By her best guess it had been three or four days, she was not sure. She thought, “What if the feeding machine gives out or. Just as bad, what if the milking machine gives out…..? Panicking she started pulling and kicking at her leg restraints…” Help me please…” she thought “Somebody ...please help me” but there was nobody and soon she gave up and just hung in silence.
On what must have been the fifth day …She was suddenly startled by the lights coming on. The Asian girls came in and lowered her to the floor. They undid all the connections and restraints. As they were about to lead her outside, a figure appeared at the door. It was her young man. She just stared at him but, for the first time, he smiled back at her. This made her happy. He came in and stroked her face and talked to her even though he knew she could not hear him.
He then stood aside as the Asians led her out to the corral. It felt good to be out side in sun and exercising. She was just as happy about the sudden appearance of her young man. She wondered why the change in his visiting.
Over the next week, he visited her often. Sometimes in the morning before exercise. Sometimes he would watch her exercise and sometimes he would come just after she was suspended for the night and watch her fall asleep from the sedatives. She was in love with him and wondered if he felt the same, but immediately her thought was...” Who would fall in love with a me…I’m not a woman anymore…I’m just a cow…...”
One morning, just after she was leashed to go outside, the young man appeared at the door. He spoke to the Asian girls, who handed him the leash and left the room.
He gently removed the leash from her nose ring and started stroking her hair. She smiled at him and he smile back.
He had with him a tablet of writing paper. Pulling out a pen he wrote:
“IF YOU CAN STILL READ BLINK TWICE”
She quickly blinked her eyes.
He smiled … “GOOD”.
Then his faced turned serious and he wrote:
“I’M SORRY THIS HAPPENED TO YOU “
She looked at him puzzled.
He then wrote:
“MY NAME IS OLMAR; SHEIK AH-MED IS MY FATHER.
IT WAS I WHO TOLD HIM ABOUT SEEING YOU ON THE BEACH.
HIS MEETING YOU IN THE BAR WAS ALL PLANNED”
She looked at him and smiled as if trying to say …”It alright”
He looked at her beautiful face and smile, understanding that she was not angry at him.
He then wrote:
“SHEIK AH-MED DIED 2 WEEKS AGO. I AM NOW SHEIK”
She stared at the message and then gave him a worried look at him.
He then wrote:
“DO NOT WORRY; I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU. I KNOW YOUR HARNESS CANNOT BE REMOVED”
She smiled at him.
“IS THERE ANYTHING YOU NEED OR WANT?”
She thought for moment...”What else can I do .I cannot be freed from my constraints and I really don’t want to be…”
She blinked once.
“YOU WISH TO REMAIN AS YOU ARE?”
She blinked twice
“DO YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU?”
She blinked twice
“I WISH I COULD MAKE LOVE TO YOU. ….YOUR HARNESS PREVENTS ME!”
She thought for a moment then taking a step forward, she nuzzled his crotch with her nose and then stepped back and winked at him.
“Huh?” he thought and stared at her
She winked again and then opened her mouth, extending her studded tongue.
She saw him reached down and unzips his pants. He stepped forward and placed his rigid member in her mouth.
After 3 years of having a fake penis in her mouth, the real thing felt good.
My name was Anna.
Four years ago I was kidnapped and brought to this country to serve as a human cow to Sheik AH-Med. He believed human milk would keep him young.
I was stripped of my clothes, my personality and my dignity. I was placed in an irremovable metal harness,
My breasts were pierced to attach milking devices. My sex was permanently filled with a huge phallus
Since then, I have not worn clothes, nor stood upright or done anything a human does. I can neither hear nor speak, which further isolates me from human contact.
When Sheik Ah-Med died, his son, Sheik Olmar, became my new owner.
Though he could not free me from my harness, he did offer changes… as much as possible. I declined.
Even if he could remove my harness I would rather remain as I am. After 4 years of being a human cow, I could not return to the life I led before.
I am still fed twice a day by a feeding penis.
My liquid feed still contains the hormones to force me to lactate.
I am still milked twice a day.
Sheik Olmar donates my milk to Orphanages. They ask no questions. .For 3 years, I produced milk for an old man to keep him young. Now I produce milk for the young so they can grow old.
I still sleep suspended in chains.
But, once in awhile, I’m awakened by a young man seeking my company, and for me to pleasure him.