Page 65 of Milk
“Yes, it’s me, sweet cow. I’m here.”
“He - he wanted to hurt me!” I said, crying and rising to my knees. I hugged Carter around the waist as I sobbed. “He hurt Wren!”
“I know. I knew you wouldn’t believe me. I needed you to find out for yourself.” He gently pet my head.
Jason whimpered, crawling with one hand cupping his destroyed testicles and the other pulling his body across the mud. Another shot rang through the field. His uninjured thigh was suddenly ripped apart. Jason collapsed again.
“Who’s shooting now?”
“Susan. She has a bone to pick with him,” Carter said seriously. “I told her not to kill him. That honor … is mine. Only if you let me, Tiff.”
“You want my permission to kill him?”
“I want your permission to blow thatfucking nazi’s brains out,” Carter said.
I thought about what Jason said. I looked at Wren, passed out, and I nodded. Carter had been right. Jason was a bad man. He was a bad bull now. There was only one way to deal with him. “D-do it,” I said, firmly, wiping my eyes. “Kill him.”
Carter raised his rifle, watching Jason trying to crawl away again. He aimed at the back of his head and squeezed the trigger slowly. When the bullet fired, Jason’s body stiffened andcollapsed. Instant death. The ragged hole in his skull watered the grass with his blood. His body was halfway between us and the gate. Good. He died in fear, in pain, face down in the mud. He died a prisoner.
Fucking nazi.
“Carter…” I nuzzled his stomach through his black jumpsuit.
Carter gestured in the air, as the lights in the main courtyard turned on. From the darkness, several guards arrived. They moved towards Jason’s body and a truck rolled from a warehouse. Dr. Yan and three nurses moved to the collapsed Wren.
“You were watching the whole time?” I asked.
Carter nodded. I felt his cocks hardening under the jumpsuit. I unzipped it, releasing his twin dicks.
Maybe something was wrong with me, considering I was this horny after everything. Maybe I just wanted to prove that I hadn’t been ready to leave. I’d just wanted the truth about Jason and there was only one way to get it, making him confess. I’d been good and I wanted a reward.
I ran my parted lips over one cock and gently stroked the other before lavishing both with my wet tongue, getting them all ready.
“T-Tiff.” He grunted. “We’re not alone. C-can’t this wait?”
I didn’t care who saw. I told him last time we were above ground – I was his. He was my owner. It was that simple. I wanted him. He wanted me, there wasn’t a good enough reason to wait.
“No, it can’t wait.Ican’t wait,” I moaned.
I looked up at him as he dropped the gun. He let out a panting breath as I pushed his cocks together and took them both in my mouth. I gagged myself on him, slobbered all over his dicks, and moaned at how he filled my mouth and throat. The guards largely ignored us, but I didn’t care either way.
“Tiff,” he groaned.
I gulped his cocks, running my tongue between them, trying everything that came to mind because he deserved it all. When he tried to draw back, ordering someone to pay attention to work, I gripped his ass and pulled him tighter against me. My tits rubbed against his thigh, making my nipples buzz and leak with milk.
A throaty moan tried to push between my lips, but was muffled by his cocks in the best way. Carter gripped my hair tightly and pulled me off his cocks.
“I’m not sharing my favorite cow,” he snarled. “No one gets to see you coming but me.”
I moaned as he pulled me up by my hair and dragged me to the security booth. I wanted it. I wanted him to rewrite every terrible thing I remembered, to fix it all with new, better memories. I’d do the same for him. He’d never consider his double-dick endowment ‘monstrous’ again.
“Fuck me,” I moaned before mooing softly. “Milk me and fuck me.”
“It’ll waste milk,” he argued while shutting the door and bending me over the desk. It groaned under my weight, but I didn’t care, not when I felt his wet cocks rubbing against my ass.
“Lick it off me after. Fuck me, Carter. Make my pussy yours, my ass, my throat. Use me. I’ll be such a good cow. Your pretty fucking cow,” I begged.
He ground against my ass and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my throat, up to my ear. “Tell me how pretty you are.”
