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[RalphB] RalphB's Hucow Holidays Part 07: Unruly

Spoiler: Punishments for educational reasonsare are usually an important part of any DS relationships and pet play, Hucows are no exception. Vanity and Dany didn't do their jobs properly and now they have to learn obedience the hard way.

The new week started more or less uncomfortable. The weather was bad and it was stormy and raining. Since no one really wanted to work outside in these conditions, Roger and Hank took their Hucows into the house after the milking and it was time for housework again.
As expected, Dany and Vanity didn't just clean up or help cook under Ivy's guidance, but also served their masters and satisfied them in every possible way.
Vanity, Dany and of course Ivy did their best to fulfill their roles as slaves. But in the end they forgot to take the trash outside. Of course, this didn't go unnoticed. Since it wasn't the first time, Roger and Hank decided that the Hucows might have to learn the hard way. And of course Ivy also deserved punishment because she hadn't paid close enough attention to ensure that Dany and Vanity had carried out their tasks diligently
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Punishments for educational reasons are usually an important part of any DS relationships and pet play, Hucows are no exception. For this reason, Roger and Hank led the three women into the barn and chained them to one of the wooden beams with their arms stretched above their heads. Then the men began to beat them with floggers, whips and riding crops.

It wasn't the first time Vanity had encountered striking tools. Hank had hit her with a flogger a few times in their previous sessions. Most of the time he only did this in a playful way. However, Vanity had never experienced any real punishment. This time he began to warm her up with a flogger again - first gently, then with increasing intensity. Vanity didn't find the slightly dull pain of each blow particularly unpleasant and she felt a kind of pleasing excitement spreading within her. She heard the heavy ragged breathing and light moans of Ivy next to her and the little cries of Dany when Roger's whip hit them. And she felt that this type of group experience further increased her excitement.
After a while, Hank switched from the flogger to the riding crop. The pinpoint stabbing pain was a new experience for Vanity. The intensity was many times higher than what she had already experienced with the soft flogger. At the first blows her eyes opened wide and she couldn't stop herself from screaming loudly. She knew that she could cancel at any time using the save word that she had already agreed with Hank in previous sessions. But she didn't think about stopping now. On the one hand, she didn't want to expose herself to Ivy and Dany, who certainly had much more experience with BDSM, and on the other hand, she wanted to endure it - for him, for Hank. And she was aware, that she had deserved punishment for her failure. She tried to find a breathing rhythm and concentrate on her insides. And sure enough, after a while the thoughts started to spin around in her head and the perception of what was happening around her seemed to disappear in a kind of thick fog. The pain suddenly became irrelevant. Vanity felt like she was in a trance and a wave of intense emotions washed over her.
The next thing she knew was an incredible silence and that Hank had stopped hitting her. Tears streamed down her face and she sobbed uncontrollably - agitated by the most intense emotions and overwhelmed by unprecedented feelings that she could not describe. What she had experienced must have been what was known in the scene as subspace.
She still had her eyes closed when Hank lovingly took her in his arms and loosened the chains that bound her to the post. Then he led Vanity to a blanket on a pile of straw and carefully laid her down on it, laid down next to her and silently took her in his arms. Slowly, very slowly, Vanity came came back to reality. Hank's loving care did her good and she felt close to him like never before. Her backside burned like fire, but she didn't really find it unpleasant and she was proud to have endured this for her master.
Gradually she began to notice her surroundings again. A few meters away, Roger, Dany and Ivy were sitting on the ground leaning against a pile of hay. Roger held his two subs tightly in his arms and they cuddled up to him, their eyes closed and a slight smile on their lips.

 

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[RalphB] RalphB's Hucow Holidays Part 08: Vanity and the hubull

Spoiler: Strange things happened on the hucow farm. Vanity had thought she had seen a hubull. She had!

Hank and Vanity's vacation was slowly coming to an end. Much too fast, as both of them thought. Hank had enjoyed being a Hucow farmer and Vanity had completely absorbed her role as a Hucow.
The morning started as always with milking. But something was different than usual. Hank was busy with Vanity's breasts and Ivy was milking Dany. So far so good, but Roger stayed away from the milking session. Vanity was surprised, because this procedure was what Roger particularly loved.
After a while she noticed that someone was crossing the next room, which was just within sight. It was Roger - and he was leading someone through this side room, dressed in an outfit similar to her own, but who looked like a strong man. She couldn't see much because it was relatively dark in this side room and it only took the blink of an eye for Roger and the stranger to cross the narrow field of vision.
When the hucows were finished milking, Ivy untied Dany from the milking parlor and led her back into the stall. Hank, on the other hand, unchained Vanity from the milking rack, but didn't loosen the arm cuffs. nor did he remove the gag in her mouth. Quite the opposite: he began to tie her breasts with a calf rope until they stuck out like two ripe, plump melons. Hank had done this a few times before and Vanity knew it turned him on immensely. She also found this feeling very exciting, at least for a while. However, she wanted to ask what it all meant, especially if there was a connection to what she had seen before. But the gag destroyed all attempts at communication and all that came out were incomprehensible sounds that were not so dissimilar to the mooh of a cow.
Finally, Hank blindfolded her and began gently but firmly. to lead her away from the milking parlor using the free ends of the breast restraints. Vanity couldn't see where they were going, but from her feeling they were heading in the exact direction of the narrow passage in the next room, which still had direct access to an empty barn.

Suddenly Vanity had a strange premonition. In the eveningDany had made a comment that essentially implied that a young Hucow would only become a real Hucow after she was inseminated for the first time. No! That couldn't be! Hank would never force her to give herself to another man. After all, they swore love and loyalty to each other at their wedding! She couldn't imagine that he would actually do that. Still, over the last 1 1/2 weeks he had consistently pushed her to her limits and she had let him do things to her that she had never thought possible before.
Just the thought of being penetrated by another man made her want to scream, signaling to Hank that a limit was being crossed here. But she couldn't make a sound - but the reason was not the gag. Instead, she trotted silently and without resistance after Hank and finally allowed herself to be tied without resistance to some kind of wooden frame - probably a sawhorse - with her legs spread and bent over. She felt Hank gently stroking her hair and whispering: "Be a good cow! I'll pick you up soon and then you can go back to Dany in the stable." Then the footsteps moved away and Vanity felt alone. Her eyes filled with tears, but before they could fall to the floor, they were absorbed by the blindfold. At that moment she could have cursed herself for not giving the stop signal and despite a certain amount of fear, being overcome by a strange, completely illogical excitement.

After about a minute of silence, she noticed the creaking of a door, then the sound of heavy footsteps and an eerie snort that was undoubtedly approaching her. With every step she heard sounding a bell, similar to the one she knew from her own collar. Seconds later, the sounds of footsteps stopped just behind her. She jumped when something touched her back. Something like a hand gently stroked her skin, moved to her plump breasts and began to caress and lightly knead those too. But it wasn't just skin that she felt, also something that felt like fur. After a short while it moved slightly from the breasts towards the pubic area and began to stimulate it, while the snorting became steadily more intense and louder. Vanity began to tremble. An almost unbearable mixture of fear, disgust and also intense excitement flowed through her. Then suddenly, without warning, something hard entered her genital opening from behind and grabbed her by the cow horns attached to her headband and pushed her head backwards. A short scream, muffled by the gag, escaped her mouth.
While the Hubull, or whatever this creature was, was now copulating with her with hard thrusts, her excitement increased almost immeasurably until she finally collapsed on the wooden frame, almost unconscious, in an ecstasy she had never experienced before.
When she came back to her senses, she felt someone tampering with her bonds, untying her from the wooden frame and finally removing the blindfold. Vanity had to get used to the brightness in the room a little bit, but when she looked around the room, there was only Hank, who was now tenderly hugging her.
"You? Where is this... this... " she stammered, confused. "This Hubull?" Hank took the words out of her mouth. "There is no Hubull! Just you and me!" Only then did Vanity notice the strange outfit Hank was wearing. He wore gaiters and bracelets made of cowhide, a collar with a bell and also a headband with horns. "You were the Hubull!" Vanity whispered quietly. "Of course! Exept the guy you noticed during the milking session. This was just a good friend of Roger's who, like Roger, enjoys fooling people. " Hank replied in a friendly voice. "Did you really think I would break my promise and let someone else touch you against your will? I love you, my little Hucow! And now I'm taking you back to the stable."

 

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[RalphB] RalphB's Hucow Holidays Part 09: The Mill

Spoiler: A new challenge for the hucows Vanity, Dany and slave Ivy: Roger's latest invention - the oilmill - has its premiere.

Annother day -annother task!
When Roger was remodeling the farm, he had lots of new ideas about how to keep hucows and pony girls busy. Roger was inspired by medieval paintings and drawings. Normally, this type of mill was powered by donkeys, horses or oxen. He had even seen one powered by slaves in the movie "Conan the Barbarian" - the so called wheel of pain. But a device of this size would have been a bit excessive. A smaller version that could be powered by hucows or pony girls would certainly be a nice pastime for future pet play guests. And in fact, upon further research, he came across an old art print that showed a smaller oil mill that was powered by humans. Roger designed a mill to suit his farm's needs, and today it was to be put into operation for the first time.
Vanity and Dany were harnessed to the oilmill. Roger drove a large load of freshly harvested olives onto the farm with his vintage tractor and trailer. Then Roger and Hank gave Ivy a kind of yoke with which she could carry two large, fully loaded buckets. She had to make sure that the mill was always well filled and that the containers for the pressed oil were replaced in good time before the precious liquid overflowed. Vanity and Dany were enthusiastic about the task and obviously enjoyed it, while Roger and Hank enjoyed themselves with wine and bread and watched the women as they struggled with this unusual work.
In fact, by the time of milking in the evening, the entire load of olives had been pressed into oil. Of course, there was a reward for this in the form of an hour of cuddling and a hearty meal, which the Hucows were exceptionally allowed to eat with their owners outside in front of the house due to the nice weather.

 

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[RalphB] RalphB's Hucow Holidays Part 10: New Guests

Spoiler: New guests populated the farm a bit more.. Beside some pony players also a new young hucow and her owner arrived.

So far, Hank and Vanity had been the only guests at Roger's pet farm. But towards the end of their holiday, new petplayers arrived. First there were two couples who had dedicated themselves to pony play. They had been practising their fetish for many years and had a lot of experience. For this reason, after Roger had shown them around the farm, they needed no further supervision. As the pony players had their own stables and play area, Hank and Vanity had little contact with them apart from when they ate together.

But much to Roger's delight, a new Hucow and her owner had also arrived. They said they had virtually no experience of BDSM or pet play, but were very interested in the Hucow training. Roger had already had some preliminary conversations with them by email and phone to prepare them a little for what awaited them. Roger and Ivy knew that Freddy and his submissive partner were very young, but they were still surprised by Polina's almost childlike appearance. She was relatively short, a little chubby and had firm but small breasts. All in all, she looked more like a teenager than an adult woman, but a glance at her ID showed that she was actually almost 22. Freddy looked a bit more mature, but he wasn't that much older either.
Roger decided to take things slowly due to the inexperience of his new guests, especially as Polina was trying to be submissive, but it was obvious that her obedience was mainly based on insecurity. So he released Dany until the evening milking and instructed her to take a little care of Polina and take away some of the obvious fear she had under the surface. He himself wanted to have another intensive talk with Freddy to make him aware of the responsibility he had taken on in his role as Polina's master.

Of course, Hank and Vanity were free to do as they pleased on the farm. By now they had enough experience to enjoy their roles without constant guidance. But they decided to contribute a little of their own experience to ensure that Freddy and Polina's vacation would be a positive experience.

While Roger, Hank and Freddy chatted over a pint of beer on the veranda, Ivy took the three Hucows back to the barn and left them to talk things over.
It turned out that Polina had been persuaded by Freddy to go on this very special holiday. She had been fascinated by the idea of being held and milked like a cow ever since she first heard about Petplay, but until now it had only been an intense mental cinema. Now that the whole thing seemed to be becoming real, she wasn't sure she really wanted to experience it. She was particularly worried about whether her small breasts were really capable of producing milk. Dany sensitively explained to the young woman how wonderful it could be to give herself completely to the care of a loved one and how much it meant to her to be a hucow. Vanity, now an almost experienced hucow, described her experiences since arriving at the hucow farm and how her relationship with Hank had changed for the better. She particularly impressed Polina by saying that at first she too had doubts about her suitability as a hucow if she didn't give milk. She was able to explain to the young woman that this type of animal husbandry was not about productivity, but about the deep emotional and physical sensations.

After this very long and emotional conversation, Polina was a little more relaxed and even began to look forward to what was to come.

When it was time for evening milking, Roger, Hank and Freddy brought their Hucows into the milking parlour. As with Vanity and Hank, Ivy showed Freddy how to use the milking equipment and how to put it on correctly. In order not to frighten the completely inexperienced Polina with too much pain, Ivy, on Roger's instructions, used a very special, adjustable milking device, which built up just enough vacuum so that it did not fall off the breasts and only caused a relatively painless stimulation of the nipples.

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[DoctorPervic] Farmyard Bondage

 

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[NikitaHedon] Pillar of faith

 

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[NikitaHedon] Rubber Soul

 

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[BillyBoyBlue] Sweet Little Fairy - Seasons greetings to one and all.

Sweet little Fairy upon the tree,
Surrender control completely to me,
Sweet little mouth rendered so dumb,
About to be shafted until you do cum.

Merry Christmas everyone!

 

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[Moriban] To be seen

 

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[Moriban] Based

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[Ehliasys] 100 laps

 

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[Ehliasys] Carnal Saturation

 

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[Ehliasys] Exhaustion

 

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[Ehliasys] Disciplinary Measures

 

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[Ehliasys] Debilitation

 

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[Ehliasys] Dark Dungeon - Gravity

 

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[Ehliasys] Endurance

 

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[Ehliasys] Down Damnation Alley

 

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[Ehliasys] Compulsory Break

 

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[Ehliasys] Captive