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Abby Chapter 2 - 26
Abby was on the floor, dripping with cum, with a shoe pressing down on her tits.
The man that was using Abby's body as a footstool was chugging down a bottle of water. It had been a great evening, but his work was done for now. Looking down at the pile of useless meat, he could only chuckle. This slave was far earlier in its training than most others, and that made it more fun. She had moaned, cried, sobbed, laughed, howled, mewled, and whimpered. He had fucked her so hard, something in her mind must've broke by now.
Twisting his foot into her chest, he looked for a response. A soft and weak moan escaped the slave's lips as a small stream of his cum leaked out of her bruised and battered pussy.
Abby was still recovering, still out for the count.
"Finally. Found the stuff. Y'still thirsty?" Farmhand Randy's voice sounded from upstairs.
"Heh. I'm fine." The large man said, staring down onto the poor girl. He couldn't quite put the finger to it, but something about her was very intriguing. Or familiar? He shrugged to himself, then gave her tits some added pressure. A gurgling cough came from Abby as the man had forced air out of her lungs.
"How... How many times did you cum inside... her?" Randy asked once he had descended the stairs.
"Hmm... Around eight or nine... And I sprayed her down a few more times." He said in a deep and bassy voice. Finally stepping off of the girl, Abby took a deep breath.
"Tell George that I will take tomorrow off, at least for fucking services. This fucking bitch ended up taking all of my efforts and essence."
It seemed Abby had succeeded in her task, and with flying colors. Not that she was aware enough to hear this. Moaning softly, Abby shifted a little where she was lying, a little river of sperm was trickling out of her cunt.
Twisting a metal part of the device that Abby had started out bound to, the large man lifted his cock up and squeezed down, letting a small stream of gleaming fluids leak out of his massive cock.
"Clean my cock before you do the floor or the bitch." He told Randy who stepped a little closer, nodding.
"Of course, of course." He was always happy to touch the rippling body of the larger bulls and hired help. Impressive displays of male perfection in the physical form.
Abby was left on the ground, dripping in liquids. Randy dutifully cleaned the bull and his cock. Using a sponge, he made sure the cock was fully clean before he said goodbye to the large man. The bull grabbed his clothes before walking off, heavy thuds signaling his departure as he ascended the stairs.
Moving Abby's body around, Randy whistled to himself while cleaning up the scene. He was impressed with what Abby had endured. She was a really promising acquisition. Hell, at this point, Abby felt like another one of the livestock already. She was so good at adapting and fitting in, she was born for this life, this role.
The farmhand was in a really good mood. Abby was exceeding expectations, and he was going to sleep with Rina. Having a nice, warm, and soft body next to him when sleeping was going to be nice.
Abby Chapter 2 - 26Abby was on the floor, dripping with cum, with a shoe pressing down on her tits.
The man that was using Abby's body as a footstool was chugging down a bottle of water. It had been a great evening, but his work was done for now. Looking down at the pile of useless meat, he could only chuckle. This slave was far earlier in its training than most others, and that made it more fun. She had moaned, cried, sobbed, laughed, howled, mewled, and whimpered. He had fucked her so hard, something in her mind must've broke by now.
Twisting his foot into her chest, he looked for a response. A soft and weak moan escaped the slave's lips as a small stream of his cum leaked out of her bruised and battered pussy.
"Finally. Found the stuff. Y'still thirsty?" Farmhand Randy's voice sounded from upstairs.
"Heh. I'm fine." The large man said, staring down onto the poor girl. He couldn't quite put the finger to it, but something about her was very intriguing. Or familiar? He shrugged to himself, then gave her tits some added pressure. A gurgling cough came from Abby as the man had forced air out of her lungs.
"Hmm... Around eight or nine... And I sprayed her down a few more times." He said in a deep and bassy voice. Finally stepping off of the girl, Abby took a deep breath.
"Tell George that I will take tomorrow off, at least for fucking services. This fucking bitch ended up taking all of my efforts and essence."
It seemed Abby had succeeded in her task, and with flying colors. Not that she was aware enough to hear this. Moaning softly, Abby shifted a little where she was lying, a little river of sperm was trickling out of her cunt.
Twisting a metal part of the device that Abby had started out bound to, the large man lifted his cock up and squeezed down, letting a small stream of gleaming fluids leak out of his massive cock.
"Clean my cock before you do the floor or the bitch." He told Randy who stepped a little closer, nodding.
"Of course, of course." He was always happy to touch the rippling body of the larger bulls and hired help. Impressive displays of male perfection in the physical form.
The farmhand was in a really good mood. Abby was exceeding expectations, and he was going to sleep with Rina. Having a nice, warm, and soft body next to him when sleeping was going to be nice.
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