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“No. It’s an electro-ejaculator. Each time you thrust, it will discharge a small voltage to his prostate,” I explained to her and knelt between her legs. She lifted her dress and allowed me to attach her metal cock in the harness. “The harness will protect you against the voltage.” I handed her a small remote with a single orange button on black plastic. “When you press that button, the shock will be much stronger. Enough to make a dead man come.”
Tiffany flushed and nodded. I finished adjusting the dildo on her. The sight of a woman with a chrome, metallic dick was surprisingly arousing. I’d had sex with men before and enjoyed it. In Thailand, I had partners whose bodies and attitudes would defy any classification of gender. I briefly had a relationship withone before I moved to India. She went by Jasmine and she had a cute, tiny cock that swayed whenever I fucked her. She moaned like a girl and I called her tiny cock her ‘clit’, which she loved, especially when I sucked it. None of this brought me any shame. I knew what I liked. I knew what my body craved and yearned for. Right then, what I wanted was to watch my cow goddess fuck that rat bastard.
I could barely contain myself. “Are you ready?”
Tiffany nodded, holding her dress up. “Should we get some lube or-”
“No. He’s a very bad man,” I reminded her. “Give it to him raw.”
Tiffany seemed satisfied with that. She stepped forward to part his ass cheeks with her hands. Her gaze darkened, her eyes flicked away, then she adjusted the smooth metallic tip against his butthole. For a moment, I was worried that she’d be gentle. Then that dark glint to her eyes returned, she thrusted every fucking inch of the dildo into his ass, making him yell and moan simultaneously. The harness had a textured inside that rubbed against her swollen clit. She gasped before drawing back and fucking him again, her eyes going hazy as she settled into the pleasure.
“Go hard,” I encouraged, without need.
She settled into a fast pace, firm and constant. She was relentless, gripping his waist and making him moan in pain as she bottomed out again and again. Each intense thrust made the bull’s cock twitch and his balls squeeze. He was enjoying being fucked and fighting himself, fighting the mild shocks he got each time. As hot as it was to watch her, he deserved more than humiliation.
I stood behind Tiffany as she curved forward to get a better angle to fucking the prisoner. I took advantage of it. I dropped to my knees and lifted her skirt to lap at her cunt from behind. Shewas so fucking sweet. Her nectar was addictive. While I lapped and licked, I worked two fingers into her. My sweet cow would enjoy this just like she needed.
I heard the whirring sound that came with each shock. The pained grunts of the prisoner. I egged her on, not with words this time, but with my tongue and fingers.
Increasing my pace, causing her to increase hers. The bull’s cries of agony, muffled by the ball gag under his rubber mask, pleased me even more than the sight of his huge, enlarged cock twitching and throbbing.
“Remember … He’s a bad man,” I said between long licks. “Like your father. Like Henderson. Like Jen. He hurt a lot of people, raped them, killed them.”
Tiffany groaned in pleasure and fury. Her rhythm increased. She fucked him harder. Between my tongue, the grinding of the strap on and my fingers working inside her, she quickly submitted to a loud orgasm. She squirted, her nectar rolling over my chin and soaking me. She stopped just long enough to recover, then, resumed fucking him before I could tell her to. This time it wasn’t about pleasure, it was pure fury.
“Good, sweet cow. Next time you come, press the button,” I said, before burying my nose in her ass and thrusting my tongue inside her pussy.
The smell of skin and sweat filled with transformation hormones got me drunk. Tiffany moaned and thrusted harder. The bull’s cries grew more desperate and pathetic. I pulled out a specialized suction cup, one I had made specifically for him, and locked it around his huge dick. The sucking caused his cock to expand until it sealed against the glass. His black furred balls contracted.
“F-fuck! I’m coming! I’m coming!” She moaned.
“Zap him!” I ordered against her pussy.
She buried herself inside him, the entire metallic dildo disappearing inside the bull’s ass, as I heard the electrical buzz this time. The voltage made his muscles tense. He tried to arch, but he was well tied to the contraption. The bull trembled in place as he came. His cum filled the cup quickly. A team of scientists would measure the sample later, but I could tell it had increased compared to last time.
The buzzing of electricity paused. Tiffany slowly pulled out, but I let the pump continue working for a few more seconds. The cup painfully milked the bull dry.
“Perfect, little cow. He’s empty,” I said, wiping my lips as she stepped back. “You did well.”
“I can’t believe I fucked a guy.”
“You punished an evil man.”
“Yeah! With a steel dick! It feels so … Empowering.”
“He needs it daily. Sometimes twice a day. You’re free to use him whenever you want, cow, but if you don’t, we’ll find someone to milk the bastard.”
“Can I see his face? See who I’m punishing?”
I rose from my knees and shook my head. “No. There will be a time for introductions, but not now.”
“But Carter.”
“No, my baby cow. You had your fun. We’re done here.Am I clear?”
She paused, then took a deep breath, making her heavy, perfect tits rise and fall. When she nodded with that submissive expression, I was so hard, I knew there was no hiding it.
“Yes, my handsome rancher.”
