Now here is an interesting story: Remember Lisa from 4 years ago? She wanted to be a HuCow so bad that she contacted us to have a voluntary session on the goat milker. We never heard from her again after that. Until this week, when she suddenly emailed us. Lisa wanted to show us her progress! And wow! She looks completely different! Nice fat udders (tripled in size from 4 years ago) and a great body! We insisted she should stay for another session, but she wasn’t so sure. Some bondage and a gag would be needed this time, but we really wanted to test her improved udders on our most powerful machine: the red cow milker!
The scene and tie the back of her rope harness to the overhead hoist. Once she is secure, I smack her ass a few times, then I grope and fondle her for a bit before leaving her to struggle. I return and shove a big red ballgag in her mouth and then I tie her left ankle to her thigh her to stand on one leg.
We're going to have to ask Delirious Hunter, after this is all over, which part of this treatment was the worst for her. Having her head locked in a box can't be pleasant. It makes her screams echo back into her ears whenever the cane comes down on her ass, thighs or calves.
Then again, having her head free doesn't do her much good if she is shackled down. Her legs are attached to a spreader bar so her pussy is wide open and exposed. She can see everything coming but it doesn't mean that she can avoid it.
Fire play. That's the thing she wishes she could get away from. Flames under her feet are incredibly uncomfortable, but when we start teasing her with fireballs around her pussy, that's when she really decides she doesn't like this game anymore. But like we said, just because she can see it coming, doesn't mean that she can avoid it.
The connecting string is just a little short and as I try and tie them the right clamp is yanked off. I untie a loop in the string and that gives me just enough slack to get them tied.
Delirious Hunter has her head between the floor boards and that fine ass of hers sticking up in the air when PD walks into the room. She can hear his steps on the floor boards so she knows he is coming closer. What she doesn't know is why. She's called him every name in the book, a dirty old pervert and worse, but he just seems to feed off of her anger. It really pisses her off.
PD doesn't actually care what makes her happy, sad, or mad enough to fight. All he knows is how to make her compliant. A little bit of pain, some tight bondage to make her feel helpless, and controlled orgasms to let her know that she is not in charge of her own body, each one sends the same message, that he is in charge and she is just an object. Objects can't really get angry.
Riley has never been lickle feather tickled before. And today she is eager to let Tay try it out! Tay uses her tongue and all sides of the feather to tickle Riley's soft bare soles. After a few minutes of soft more of a sensual style tickle Tay uses her teeth and nails and the pointy side of the feather to drive louder laughter from little ticklish Riley! She loved it! So Tay's not done! She wants to try it on Riley's belly! So She does the same things all over again- but on her perfect tummy!
The challenge lasts at least ten minutes. The contestant must hold on to the bar and not call "Mercy" or she loses the challenge. Easy enough, But the catch is that every time she lets go of the bar, she loses a piece of clothing. So technically, it is possible to win the challenge but lose your dignity