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Bessie led Maya to a booth on the opposite side of the dining room, where the two sat next to each other. Maya breathed deeply to calm herself, desperately trying to get oxygen in her blood. Maya couldn’t feel her still lightly spasming legs as she was led to the booth with the dark purple leather seats.
After Maya sat, her eyes shifted to Selina. She watched Selina get pounded, hard and deep. Maya found herself licking her lips as she secretly tried to taste more of the customer’s delectable cum. The flavor was like nothing she had ever had and she found herself wanting to taste it again. Maya felt her ears burning at the realization of her thoughts.
“You know, the way you were looking at that cock after I pulled you off, it looked like you fell in love with it,” Bessie said, smiling, as she nudged Maya gently with her elbow. Maya turned her flushed face downwards at the wooden table as she rested her udders on it. Maya, despite not removing her eyes from Selina’s vigorous breeding, quietly said, “That was… amazing. It felt so good!”
Bessie chuckled and asked, “The blowjob or what happened after?” Maya felt her cheeks glowing even redder and tentatively answered, “Both. I feel so…” as she struggled to find the words.
Bessie smiled at the inexperienced cow next to her with those piercing blue eyes and fiery red hair, hearing Selina’s cries for mercy and the sounds of the breeding pair’s flesh connecting violently in the background.
“I know what you mean. You feel… happy. Free. Content,” Bessie said slowly and thoughtfully, as she turned her head to also watch the show. “So many things we do here… so many of those actions which are deemed wrong by society,” Bessie continued, “In the few places like this, we can perform those acts in safety. We can allow each other to become our most primal selves without risk. We bring to everyone a pleasure and peace that they had only glimpsed in their wildest dreams.”
“But even more important,” Bessie said, measuring and choosing her words carefully, “We give them a reason to come back as we give them something other than reality to look forward to.”
Maya found her eyes torn away from the two rutting animals in the other booth as she looked at Bessie and saw her in a new light. Maya proceeded to look at Bessie for a few moments before turning her head back over to Selina. Maya thought hard about what was happening and realized something.
Selina wasn’t just getting the hell fucked out of her pussy and her womb filled with cum, she was taking away that customer’s pain and stress. She took away all the worries he had and helped him focus on just feeling good.
Maya looked down at her udders. Perhaps the milk accumulating within them wasn’t just some pervert’s dream, maybe it could be a soothing, warm gift that she could give others. Something very rare that only cows like her could provide.
Maya looked around the Ranch; at the walls painted to resemble farmland, at the lighting meant to resemble a warm, afternoon without the harshness of the real sun. The place looks less like some top-secret cafe and more like a haven; safe from society’s demands and annoying outcries. Maya found the symbolism of having a farm as a haven, found inside a city, to be beautiful.
“A lot of the people that come here, come here stressed. They come here to find a small piece of comfort from very demanding lives,” Bessie said. “That customer over there? The one whose cock was stuffed in your mouth? Whose cock is halfway into Selina’s womb, by the sound of things?” Bessie chuckled to herself and continued, “He is the leader of a non-profit organization working with cancer patients.”
Maya’s eyes widened and she looked back at the pair. “He has said goodbye to more people than you and I have most likely ever met. People he knew he would never see again,” Bessie said softly and sadly, her smile fading.
“His first day here, he was brought by a regular of ours,” Bessie said, taking a deep breath as she struggled to say the words, “A few weeks earlier, a small girl, barely 5 years old… lost her fight with cancer. It broke him.”
“He was trying his best to put on a brave face, to stay positive,” Bessie said. “His friend told me about what had happened and brought him here as a last resort, hoping that the Ranch could work its magic and distract him. Honestly, it wasn’t long after hearing his story till I had my face glued to his cock for 2 hours. He came down my throat 3 times,” Bessie said, smiling sadly.
Bessie continued, “Our regular customer, the one that brought him, told me it was the first time in 5 weeks that he saw his friend genuinely smile.”
“Selina, of course,” Bessie said, “Hearing who he was and what his work was, immediately made a deal with him. Every time he felt like it all got too much, every time he needed something to do or needed some way to expend all his pent-up anger and sadness, she would be waiting for him.”
“Selina would be ready to do anything he wanted, so she spent the rest of onikişubat escort the event, a full 4 hours, with him laying on one of the booths and resting his head on her lap as he gently suckled on her teats. She was intent on making him feel at peace,” Bessie continued, calming herself with deep breaths.
“Of course, not all of the customers are like him,” Bessie said, perking up once more, “Some are here looking for a peaceful place to drink something, often directly from the teat while reading the newspaper, and others are here because they just want to fuck some very sexy, willing cows”.
“Now, it’s easy to imagine what I’m talking about when I say we make people feel better, perhaps you noticed a small bit of that joy while you had that customer’s cock in your mouth,” Bessie said, looking at Maya as Maya subconsciously bit her bottom lip, seductively, as the very fresh memory of the blowjob resurfaced, “I think you saw it, felt it. The moment he came down your throat,” Bessie said in a sudden seductive voice as she stared at Maya, “His body tensing…that groan… the feeling of his cum hitting the back of your throat. You brought him that peace and satisfaction. That intense release.”
Maya was biting her lip hard as she ran through how the delicious blowjob ended. She didn’t just hear him groan; she felt it reverberate through his pulsating cock and directly into her body as he flooded her throat with his thick, tasty seed.
Maya only now realized it as Bessie was speaking; she did that, she made that man feel such bliss, even though Bessie and Selina helped out a bit. For a few moments, Maya succeeded in removing everything that was wrong in his world. For a few moments, there was no stress, no worries, and no pain in his life. There was just her mouth on his tasty cock. Maya felt her ears burn even hotter from embarrassment, as she tasted his cum on her tongue once more and shamefully realized just how badly she wanted to suck it again.
Bessie smiled at the blushing cow next to her, knowing that her journey had only just begun. “You just realized it, didn’t you?” Bessie began, “Realized that you made that man so very happy, that you made his world just a bit more colorful. I can promise you it only gets better.”
Bessie looked down at Maya’s large udders as they rested on the foldable, wooden table and wondered if her teats were feeling any pressure yet.
“I can see it on your face,” Bessie said, her voice becoming incredibly seductive, “You feel good right now. You feel a sort of fulfillment after that blowjob, most likely wondering what it would be like if it were you over there instead of Selina, being forced over the table as your pussy is getting mercilessly abused by that hard cock…” Bessie trailed off, smiling widely at the now squirming Maya, unable to sit still.
Bessie admired Maya’s horny squirming for a few seconds and spoke in a calm, yet intense voice, “I say, be it 5 minutes from now or 5 years from now, that you will learn what being a cow truly is.
“You will learn the impact that you can have on someone. How something as simple as stroking a cheek, or having them drink your milk, can give people the strength they need to forge forward in difficult times.” Bessie smiled brightly at Maya as Maya gave her a contemplative look.
“However, while you are dressed like a cow and sucked a cock like a cow… I don’t think until something very specific happens, you will truly be a cow,” Bessie said, stretching backward and groaning as her udders stuck out, her teats bulging through the fabric.
“There is a very special moment where everything just clicks, a moment where words cannot describe what you are feeling, what you are helping someone else feel… What you both feel,” Bessie said.
“A small, infinitesimal moment when you truly comprehend what being a cow is, and what power you wield,” Bessie said as she looked at Maya, who was now staring back at her intently.
“Every single one of us cows thought we knew. Every single one of us used words like “sexy”, “milky”, “horny” or “filled with cum” to explain what a cow was when we first started out, and yet, each of us experienced that something. A something that opened our eyes to what we truly are,” Bessie said, as she smiled and turned her head away; to look back at a mooing Selina getting her womb refilled with cum.
“So, in order to “encourage” you to experiment, I am banning you from mooing until you figure out what a cow is. Understand?” Bessie said and asked, seriously. She turned her head back to a slightly confused Maya.
Bessie continued, “I’m not going to enforce this ban, but I want you to think it over. Being a cow is not just a career path for us here at the Ranch. I think if you commit to it and allow nature to take its course, you will learn the truth about what we are.”
Maya nodded, deciding to trust Bessie and obey. Maya had definitely felt something when she gave that blowjob and the customer came down her throat. She also ordu escort saw how engrossed the customer was while she was getting fingered, how nothing else in the world seemed to matter…
It seems to Maya that, for her fellow cows at least, there is a real meaning tied to mooing, a meaning that non-cows don’t understand.
“That I don’t understand,” Maya thought, finding herself suddenly saddened that until she experiences that very specific thing, she won’t be a true cow. Maya steeled herself and decided that her new goal was force to become a true cow.
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Maya’s first 5 minutes as a sexy hucow involved her sucking a hard, juicy cock and getting fingered by Bessie while Selina played and toyed with her clit. To say that she expected to have a very sex-filled day is an understatement. Maya ashamedly found herself looking forward to it, wondering who would be the first to push her over a table. Maya found herself getting wet as she wondered what it would feel like to have her womb filled with cum.
And, what if she was lucky? What if that is what shows her what being a cow truly is?
Unfortunately for Maya, the job couldn’t be all fun and no work. Maya was a hard worker; she could lift things most women couldn’t, and she knew things most people didn’t, for example; she could dig a trench for piping, knowing where and how deep she needed to dig in order to plant certain things and she could drive a tractor.
Unfortunately, apart from hand-eye coordination and footwork, she didn’t have that many skills carrying over to being a barista, and the only way Bessie knew of training her properly would be to force her to work.
Maya was taking orders, sometimes making a mistake, and carrying drinks on a small tray all day long. The highlight of the day, of course, was when, in the afternoon, her tray inexplicably tilted and she dropped a glass of water onto a customer, which ended with her sucking the customer off as an apology.
This was actually something that was stated in the contract; “While any working cow was on duty and an error occurred where duress of any kind was caused to a customer, the customer is allowed to receive an apology by way of any normal labor associated with being a cow, from the cow in question, so as to rectify the error.”
When Maya had read it, it sounded strange. However, as her head was bobbing up and down on the customer’s sweaty cock as she licked it all over, it made perfect sense.
Maya, with her piercing blue eyes, stared up at the customer as he pumped streams of delicious, salty cum down her throat. As Maya gagged from how deep his cock was inside her, she decided that she liked this rule and that it was absolutely fair.
In truth, there actually was not that much sex going on. In about 5 hours, with tens of customers and now 5 cows on duty, there were only 7 times when sex was requested, although there were plenty of blowjobs and pussy eating required among other things.
What stood out, was how often the cows were milked. Very rarely, did a cow milk herself. The customers either drank directly from their udders as they sucked hard on their teats, making the cows moo in happiness, or they used their own hands and fingers on the cow’s teats, stretching spray after spray of milk out of them.
Bessie had told Maya in the morning before they became busy, that, while she was in training, she was not allowed to have sex. Maya was embarrassed at how much this annoyed her.
Bessie knew that some of the customers would not go easy on Maya and, if they were allowed to breed her, they would fuck Maya into a cum-filled stupor where she would not be able to walk afterward, not to mention that she was by far the tallest and sexiest, and she was a brand-new cow so everyone would want a turn.
Bessie had seen it before; a new hucow arrives and for the next 3 hours that cow does nothing apart from having cum forced into her slutty, hungry holes by regulars as a way to “introduce” themselves.
Bessie knew its practically impossible to teach someone anything while cum was leaking out of them.
Bessie had begun to notice very early on how much the customers liked Maya’s thick ass and thighs. It took about 15 minutes till Bessie outright banned anything even remotely sexual. In 15 minutes, she had to stop Maya 4 times from sitting on a customer’s face, the 4th time being a female customer. Bessie wanted to allow Maya to practice stuff like blowjobs and pussy eating, but this was just ridiculous.
Directly after informing a now distraught and dejected-looking Maya about the extended ban, Bessie led the sad Maya into the barn and into the Milking Room. A change in uniform was in order. About 2 minutes later the two emerged, with a booth filled with newly arrived men, having waved at Maya as she entered the barn, groaning in annoyance as they read from the small board that was hanging from Maya’s choker down onto her ample udders, scribbled on it with permanent marker;
“Cow-in-training. No örnekköy escort sex stuff!”
Bessie was not, however, blind to the fact that Maya’s sweet pussy juice was leaking down her legs, all morning, as Maya was forced to watch everyone else moan and moo as they were milked and orgasmed around her. That’s why, later in the afternoon as Bessie herself was busy giving head to a customer, she just so happened to nudge the bottom of the tray Maya was holding, causing Maya to spill water on a customer.
That’s right, Bessie was the reason Maya got to suck her second cock. Maya looked embarrassed as Bessie told her she had to apologize with a blowjob, but Bessie could see how ecstatic she was and how quickly she sank to all fours as she greedily stuffed the customer’s cock into her mouth.
Maya savored the hard cock in her greedy mouth like the forbidden fruit it was. Bessie observed how many customers, man and woman alike, stared longingly at Maya’s ass as her pussy juices ran down from her legs. Maya had positioned herself doggy-style so her mouth could reach the customer’s cock, and, because of the angle of the booth, it resulted in Maya displaying her wet pussy and ass to the entire dining area.
The customer was smart. He didn’t allow Maya to move or fold the wooden table, he simply turned himself in his seat so his legs were pointing to the middle of the room.
This resulted in Maya showing off her wet pussy and shapely ass, as she sank to all fours and spread her legs towards the entire dining area which was filled with people who could barely touch her at most.
The customer smiled widely at the evil looks he was receiving, as sucking and gagging sounds could be heard from the sexy cow between his legs.
Sometime later, Maya and Bessie were on one of their afternoon breaks. Each had a large glass of water in their hands as they sat in the Milking room after things had begun to quiet down a bit in the dining area. Maya was shifting her weight in one of the comfortable milking chairs.
Throughout the entire day, she became more and more aware of her exposed udders. She became more aware that there was a heavy weight to them that was only getting heavier.
Maya could handle the weight, what she struggled with was the merciless pressure that accompanied that weight. Time after time she had bent down or stretched to reach something or felt the occasional grope, something that apparently didn’t qualify as “sexual” as long as it stayed away from her pussy, and every time that pressure seemingly moved straight to her teats.
The best way Maya could describe it, was like when you have a balloon that’s filled with water and if you squeeze one end you cause the other end to stretch with pressure, threatening to pop.
Maya adjusted herself in her chair. She felt herself getting wet as she thought of the reactions she would get if her milk started leaking from behind the two Xs taped on her teats.
Maya felt her cheeks and ears burn again as she thought, “Would anyone ask if they could milk me? Ask for a sneaky taste?” Surely, they would. Would she risk sneaking them a lick here and there?
Maya felt the blood rushing to her head as she pictured an angry Bessie, about to punish her, while a client had Maya’s teat in his mouth.
Maya gasped and practically jumped out of her seat. Mrs. Chang! She still had to ask Bessie about Mrs. Chang! In hindsight, compared to what Maya has done today, Mrs. Chang did nothing wrong!
“Can I ask you about something?” Maya asked Bessie, suddenly feeling like she was trying to sneak up on a lion.
“I would be concerned if you don’t!” Bessie laughed in return, as cheerful as always.
Maya pursed her lips and sucked in through her nose, hoping the lingering taste of the generous helping of cum the customer from earlier gave her would give her courage. “I wanted to talk about Mrs. Chang… the banned one… the one that groped me. Uhh… Dr. Chang,” Maya said, carefully.
Bessie turned her blond head towards Maya and asked with a somber expression “What about her?”
Maya breathed deeply and said, “I don’t feel comfortable with her being banned. Consideri-“
“No,” came the immediate, forceful reply from Bessie. “There are certain rules that are never to be broken. She broke them. That’s it,” Bessie said, calmly yet authoritatively.
Maya breathed deeply, hoping she didn’t anger the cow who could not only fire her but also no doubt make her beg in many other ways. “It’s just… if she made a mistake inside of Ranch grounds like I did earlier with the glass of water, why can’t I make a request of her like the customer made a request of me?” Maya asked, trying to sound as innocent as she could, suddenly hoping that her breath didn’t smell like cum.
Bessie raised an eyebrow. She knows what the rules are, and although this was by far the least damaging way that that particular rule had ever been broken, she knows that it was, in fact, broken.
“I mean, think about it. If we, or I, can make peace with her, technically we would not only be keeping a customer with ties to local business owners but also showing that we care about the customer-cow relationship?” Maya asked more than said her statement, hoping that her bullshit may accidentally make a good point.
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