Page 2 of M!lking Mina

Both Amanda and Layne stared in fascination.

Ever since Mina had readHis Favorite Hucow, she’d been obsessed with the idea of hucows and she’d gone down a rabbit hole of books but they hadn’t been enough to fill the craving that had welled up inside her. She’d tried to get her friends to read it so that she would at least be able to talk to them about the book or that maybe they’d start to understand why she was so fascinated at the idea of being milked. They’d beensupportive but very confused when she’d started waxing poetic about hucows.

“See? I told you!” Mina was jubilant. It was so nice to just be understood.

“I’m not saying I’m interested in doing it, though if Saul and I ever have a baby he says he wants to taste the milk.” Vicky covered her face with her hands, shaking her head. “I think I might die, but I’m not as against it as I thought I would be.”

Amanda crossed her arms over her boobs. “I might try reading the book, but there’s no way I’d let anyone milk me.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to,” Mina said, snickering. “There’s a lot of things the rest of us do that you wouldn’t. That’s what happens when you make besties with a bunch of subbies.”

“Yeah well… someone’s got to keep an eye on you all,” Amanda replied with a laugh.

“Hey, I resemble that remark,” Mina joked, making them all laugh. “Okay, I mean… I’ll take what I can get. I’ve already been looking into ways to make myself lactate.”

“Did you find anything?” Penelope asked, obviously intrigued.

“Of course you have,” Layne muttered at the same time, shaking her head.

“I did, I can share it with anyone who’s interested.” Everyone except Penelope shook their heads. Penelope gave her a teeny nod.

There was nothing Mina liked more than a good research project. What she didn’t tell them was that she’d already gone far beyond looking up the ways to help her produce milk. She’d been taking the supplements that were supposed to help and her pump had arrived yesterday. She’d already used it once while simultaneously educating her vagina.

It was the hottest education she’d ever given herself.

But she wasn’t ready to admit that to them yet. As supportive as they were, they just didn’tget it.Except maybe Penelope, but she’d just started down the rabbit hole. Who knew if she’d end up feeling the same way as Mina did.

She wanted to go somewhere that peoplegot it.Was Rawhide Ranch that place?

Patrick

Rawhide Ranch was quickly becoming one of Patrick’s favorite stops, which was unfortunate for him because they didn’t actually need him that often. There was only one dairy cow’s hooves to trim, though he’d also taken on the goats that were part of the petting zoo. Today he’d be doing the first trim for two younger cows that they’d added to the menagerie.

Though he wasn’t a Daddy Dom, there was something special about the Ranch. Maybe it was just that kink was so clearly and openly accepted there, no matter what the kink was. His truck ambled down the drive, his chute securely riding in the trailer behind him, until he reached the point where he could see the buildings.

Coming onto the Ranch always felt like stepping outside of the real world and into a dream. A really fucking good dream.

Pulling his truck around to the barn, he waved at Arlo who was standing outside the pen where they’d herded Stella. The two young heifers were in there with her, bumping up against her sides as they looked out of the fence at the new arrival.

“Hey there,” Patrick said, jumping out of his truck as Arlo came up to help him. The other man was a few years older than Patrick, his hair starting to go a little gray at the temples,with a neatly kept brown beard. They’d gotten to know each other when Master Derek had hired Patrick to start coming out and trimming Stella’s hooves after she’d gotten a bad sole ulcer and no one on the Ranch had had the specialty knowledge to deal with it. Now he came out for maintenance trims… and sometimes just to visit. Hang out. Be with other Dominants, like Arlo. “How’s it going?”

“Pretty good. When you’re done here, Master Derek wants to talk to you–nothing bad I promise.”

Patrick nodded in understanding. He appreciated the reassurance since his immediate thought was that Derek had decided they didn’t need a hoof trimmer for just three cows and a few goats.

“Thanks. So, let’s get started then,” he said, moving around to the back of his truck so they could get the chute out of the trailer. Arlo moved to help him. It was easier with two people, though Patrick had enough bulky muscle that he could move it on his own in a pinch. The large metal chute was what allowed him to do the trims without getting kicked or trampled. “I figure I’ll do Stella first so that the other two can see what’s about to happen to them. What are their names again?”

“Anna and Elsa,” Arlo replied, chuckling at Patrick’s expression. “Don’t worry, we’re pretty sure Elsa can’t actually control the weather.”

“Well, that’s a relief,” Patrick muttered, shaking his head and smiling. Stella seemed like a much more sensible name for a cow than magical cartoon princesses, but what did he know? He just trimmed hooves; he didn’t own any cows so there was no need to name any.

Stella knew the drill and went amiably into the chute. Patrick put everything in place and then lifted the strap around her chest. Just as she had the last time, she leaned into it, letting it take the majority of her weight so that she could get a rest.Chuckling, Patrick patted her side before getting her first hoof into place, starting with the front left.

Anna and Elsa let out a series of moos as they watched from the fence, craning their necks and trying to see what was going on. Stella ignored them as Patrick moved around to each of her feet in turn.

“How’s she looking?” Arlo asked after Patrick finished up on her last hoof and had pulled his earmuffs and eye protection off.

“Good, no signs of any problems,” Patrick replied. “Keep up with the dip as she goes in and out of the barn and that’ll help.” He released Stella’s leg, letting it drop back down into position and smiled as he looked at the two back hooves next to each other. They looked nicely balanced.

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