Page 78 of Milk & Malice: Vadik
When I finally fucked that raw, pink breeding hole, it would be long. Hard and deserved.
I’d already relieved myself twice just watching her flail, tits leaking, cunt twitching, back arched like a starved animal.
She was ready.
Not for release—
But to be ruined forever.
???
When I opened the door, she saw me and burst into tears.
“Moo. M-Moo. Moo,” she whimpered, crawling to the end of the bed.
“What’s wrong, my sweet? Didn’t you enjoy being tested?” I asked, stroking her damp hair.
She shook her head, trembling.
“Do you need your Owner to fuck your little breeding hole? Fuck you like my pet? Like I own you?”
Her eyes went wide, and she nodded quickly as I cupped her leaking udders. Heavy again. Fucking perfect.
“Lie on your back,” I said, peeling off my clothes.
I blinked when I saw her. Her thighs were spread so wide it looked painful—like she’d been holding the position for hours, begging without words. I shook my head and pulled the soaked toys from her wrecked holes. Her pussy had drenched the vibrating plug—her juices smeared down to the sheets. I dragged my fingertips through her curls, then over her raw, slick cunt.
She was ruined.
Desperate and quivering.
Eight weeks without being fucked where she needed it most.
I knelt between her thighs, letting my cock and balls settle against her swollen heat.
“Each time you come,” I murmured,“you’ll moo for me. Show me how grateful you are to be used. Fucked and bred in your desperate hole.”
A fat droplet welled from her nipple and spilled down her breast.
Milk and a magnificent cunt.
What more could I ask for?
When she nodded and mooed—eager, desperate—I placed the tip of my cock between her soaked lips. Her cunt twitched, spasmed, and I wasn’t even inside her. She was past ready. Her hips bounced, trying to fuck herself on the blunt head of my cock.
“Such a hungry little breeding hole you have,” I muttered.
I leaned over her and latched onto her nipple. The moment I gulped down the first mouthful of her warm milk, I slammed into her pussy.
She was so fucking wet I bottomed out in one brutal thrust—balls deep in my filthy little cow.
Her wail was so loud I almost paused. Almost.
But she needed to remember who owned her.
I sucked harder, draining her sweet, warm milk while she squirmed beneath me. My hands gripped the bed as I began sawing in and out of her, lifting my hips to slam down into her again and again—ignoring the way she mooed and came all over my cock.
Her clenching pussy tried to milk me dry, but I’d waited too long for this. She needed a long, hard fuck. One that left her swollen and ruined. So deep she’d miss the ache of my cock inside her every fucking day.
