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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Eleven- The Vicious Veterinarian
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Nov 18, 2006 11:15 pm
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For those of you not familiar with cow anatomy, the udder is the equivalent of the female breast and the teat is the nipple. I hope you enjoy my 50th BLOG ENTRY!! and please leave me a message. Ta-tas for now! ~Amy
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Today is Thursday; Master would be home from his business trip tomorrow. Today Sir had the day off work so we lounged around the house for a little while after the morning feeding session. Early in the afternoon Sir had his lunch and as he laid across my lap he told me I had a visit with the doctor that afternoon. He left the room, returning minutes later with a new outfit for me to wear to the doctor. The outfit was a black and white potted bodysuit with holes cut in it for my teats, pussy and ass hole to be easily accessed. Sir slapped my teats a few times, and it was official
I now looked exactly like a cow, right down to the pink udders. Around two in the afternoon, Sir strapped on my collar and attached the leash.
He brought me out to the car and assisted me into a large cage in the back of his truck. I looked ashamed climbing into the cage, but Sir reminded me that animals do not get to ride in the cab of the truck. I kept my head low, hoping nobody driving past us would notice that there was a grown woman riding in a cage in the back of a pickup truck. We drove for about twenty minutes until we reached a veterinary hospital. We sat in the waiting room along with several other People and their pets. There was a woman with a young man lying at her feet, she was patting his head and he was panting like a dog. The other patient waiting in the room was an older man waiting with an older woman at his side, she was on her hands and knees wearing a saddle with a bit in her mouth like a horse.
When it was finally our turn, Sir walked me into the examination room and I was lifted onto the exam table. The doctor asked Sir some questions about his cow and he responded that the cow belonged to his friend; I was just there for a routine visit. Sir pulled a video camera from his bag so he could record the activities; he wanted Master to see what I was put through for their enjoyment. The vet snapped on medical exam gloves and then turned to me. He asked me if I was ready to begin the exam, I shook my head yes. Sir slapped my udder and said What was that, Titty?
Mooooo I responded, more to Sirs liking. The Doctor went about feeling my udders and teats. He placed four collection cups underneath my udders and began to manually milk me. He sent the samples to the lab for evaluation. Next he swabbed my teats with iodine before grabbing two syringes. He also collected two long plastic tubes and two large rubber bands. He tied the rubber bands around my udders to cut off the circulation. The Vet then took my left teat in his hand and plunged a syringe directly up into my udder. He picked up my other teat and jammed a syringe through that one as well. He followed that by flicking several locations on my udders with his fingers to check the elasticity. When my teats started to burn from the syringes, the Doctor finally collected his blood samples and removed the syringes from my teats.
He wiped the blood droplets from my teats and then squeezed the plastic tubes onto the teats. He was checking that my teats had the proper ability to swell when suctioned. While my teats were being pulled and stretched in the tubes, the Vet walked around to the back end of me and inserted a thermometer into my rectum. He then grabbed another collection cup and placed it under my pussy. He spread my legs wider and felt my clit. He squeezed and pulled it. He examined my pussy lips, stretching them. He returned his attention to my clit and observed that it had swelled from the attention given to it earlier. He rubbed his fingers slowly over my clit. My hips bucked back and forth.
He inserted three fingers into my pussy, it was a tight fit. Cum covered his fingers as they slid in and out of me. Within the next minute he inserted the other two fingers on his hand into my pussy as well. He made a fist. My tight hole stretched. He then pulled his entire fist in and out of me, he ordered me to release my cum. The cum dripped down his fist and into the collection cup. When he was satisfied with the size of the sample he removed his fist from my cunt. He then pulled the thermometer from my rectum and recorded my temperature in the file. He stood in front of me and ordered me to lick the cum off of his hands. I lapped it up.
He returned to the other end of me and examined my ass. He slapped and pinched it tightly. Next he spread my ass cheeks and rubbed his finger around my hole. My ass hole responded to his touch and he penetrated it with two fingers. He spread his fingers, seeing how far he could stretch my ass open. He inserted a speculum to hold my ass hole open. Then he inserted a cotton swab into my ass and collected a fecal sample. He sent my blood samples, fecal sample and cum sample off to the lab. He returned his attention to my udders. He took out a tape measure and checked how long my teats had grown and how far around they had expanded. My teats were an all-time record for me: four inches long and two inches around. The Vet gazed at me with a devilish grin on his face. He began tugging at the tubes attached to my teats. He looked at Sir and asked if we were testing my oral stimulation response. Sir told him to do what he felt was best.
He collected a dildo and rammed it into my mouth as far as he could get it, gagging me with it. He proceeded to remove the suction tubes from my teats by pulling them as hard as he could. I screamed out in pain as my swollen teats pulled from the tubes. The dildo fell from my mouth to the floor. Sir glared at me as the dildo hit the floor. The Vet was given permission to punish me for disobedience. He lifted my right udder by the teat, squeezing my teat hard. He slapped the under side of my udder until it was bright red. He lifted my other udder and slapped the underside as well. He dropped my udders and they swayed back and forth. As they swayed the Vet slapped the upper side of them.
He applied nipple clamps to my teats and moved me to the edge of the exam table. He attached one-pound weights to the clamps and sat down next to Sir. The two of them watched as my teats were agonizingly hard. I wanted to beg them to remove the clamps from my aching, throbbing teats but I knew that begging them would break the rule of only mooing. I had no choice but to wait until they had mercy on me. Finally the nipple clamps fell from my stretched teats, I let out a blood-curdling scream.
I was taken down from the table and allowed to leave the veterinary hospital. Later that evening the Vet called Sir and told him my test results. Everything looked fine, except my milk was a little weak. He said this could be remedied with simple herbal supplements. I laid on the floor and took a nap as Sir and Baby Girl amused themselves playing with my long teats and bruised udders.
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If you're happy and you know it!
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Nov 17, 2006 10:29 pm
Mood: bouncy,
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Lately with all the nipple stimulation i've been putting myself through in an attempt to lactate and have bigger nipples, it seems like i'm always turned on. Anytime I go without a bra, when the material of my shirt rubs against my nipples they get instantly hard. It's titalating! (pun intended). Ta-tas for now! ~A
look closely at the picture, directly above my hard nipple on my shirt is a monkey with his tongue sticking out. On the other side that you dont see is a monkey with his mouth open... I thought that was quite fitting 
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Ten- The Beverage Dispenser
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Nov 17, 2006 7:20 pm
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The next morning as Sir had his morning feeding, he discussed with Baby Girl what she and I had done the day before. I took it to the mall while I did my errands. It followed me around and then I took it to the food court for lunch. I made it sit on the table and I took its top off and sucked it in front of everyone. I then licked its pussy while I forced it to cum. Baby Girl said, emphasizing every time she referred to me as it. Sir told Baby that it sounded like we had a fun time, but that she was too nice to me allowing me to cum.
When Sir was done with breakfast he pulled out a new pair of nipple suckers, candy as he called them, because he said they made my nipples yummy. They were long, skinny, travel-sized, empty plastic bottles. He squeezed them tightly, all the air then tried to rush back into the bottles as my nipples were sucked into the space. The new nipple suckers pulled my nipples down instead of allowing my nipples to stay pointed out from my tits. They also shook my tits when I moved.
Baby Girl had planned a lazy morning for us. She laid on the couch and watched television. She told me to lie on the floor next to the couch. My nipple suckers stuck straight into the air, my nipples encased inside. She reached her arm over the edge of the couch and began playing with my nipple candy. She wiggled them, pulled on them, and squeezed them tighter around my nipple. She fingered herself to the sound of my gasps and moans.
Around lunchtime Baby Girl went into the bedroom and changed her clothes. She returned to the living room where I was waiting for her. She was wearing a bib and a cloth diaper that had been cut to look like a thong. Her hair was in pigtails. Her thumb was in her mouth. Me want milky! She shouted at me. She sat on my stomach and pulled the nipple suckers from my enormous nipples. I felt her pussy juices drip onto my stomach as she leaned forward and attached herself to my nipple. She suckled away as my milk flowed into her mouth. When she had finished her feeding, she told me she made a mess in her diaper and needed to be changed. So she left the room and changed out of her outfit.
When she returned, she laid her head in my lap and flicked at my tits as she told me the plans for the evening. She told me that Sir was having a party this evening and I was going to be in charge of serving beverages. The afternoon went on as normal; I was brought out to the barn and milked. When Baby Girl brought me back into the house, she was carrying a white one-gallon milk carton. She told me that was all the milk I had produced during the week. Sir was going to be home soon and Baby Girl wanted the house ready to go for the party. She tied my hands together behind my back and helped me to sit on the china hutch in the dining room. She placed the gallon of milk next to me along with a stack of plastic cups. She suctioned a plastic cup onto each of my boobs. She positioned my body at the very edge of the countertop and spread my legs wide. She told me that I was to offer the guests milk or juice when they approached me. Baby Girl then busily prepared the rest of the house for the party.
When the guests arrived, Sir welcomed them and offered them a drink. The guests seemed to need no explanation as to how to get the milk flowing. Each guest filled a cup with milk from my teats, pulling harshly at my nipple repeatedly. They then topped their glasses off with a bit of juice by slamming two fingers in and out of my cunt until my juices dripped into their cup. It surprised me that nobody found it weird to be drinking from a grown woman, but then again I was no longer a woman I had been reduced to nothing more than a beverage dispenser. The party went on around me and everyone completely ignored me, unless they were tugging at my nipples or pounding my cunt with their hands to refill their cups. Before this past week, being used as nothing more than a beverage dispenser would have caused me to feel degraded, but I had grown to love that position, I enjoyed the feeling that I was needed for my milk.
When the party was over, Sir praised me for my service. He said I looked so sexy sitting there in the dining room being milked by complete strangers. He told me that there was no need to have me milked in the barn tonight and that I would be rewarded for pleasing him. He allowed me to sleep in His bed tonight, between Him and Baby. Right before I drifted off to sleep that night, Baby and Sir each sucked a tit and I was allowed to cum.
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If you enjoy the story, PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT! I have been very discouraged by the lack of comments my stories have been receiving... does that mean Y/you are not enjoying them? If you dont like them and think there are things i should change/add to them to make them better- let me know that too. Ta-Tas for now!
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udders
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Nov 16, 2006 10:06 am
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wouldnt it be amazing if i had more than just two tits? Or if all women did? Then when I have milk in them I could please a Master and several other people he chose for me.
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SUPER TITS TO THE RESCUE!
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Nov 16, 2006 9:26 am
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I want you kneeling in front of me, begging me to let you suck the milk from my tits. I tease you by squeezing my nipple, droplets of milk fall from my nipple onto your face. I smile at the milk you have all over your face. When I finally allow you to suck me, you suck for hours and hours on end.
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sweet tooth
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Nov 15, 2006 10:34 pm
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Ever wonder what the M&M's candies do when they're not making commercials? look at the picture for the answer!
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Nine- Closet Whore
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Nov 14, 2006 11:35 pm
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The next day started off as days usually did: I prepared myself for presentation to Sir and then I fed him breakfast. After he ate breakfast I was milked in the barn. He left me there until Bridget woke an hour later. She had some errands to run that day and was taking me with her. My nipples were swollen, as was typical these days. She allowed me to put on my uniform and then gave me a thin white t-shirt to wear as well as a short black skirt. My nipples rubbed against the shirt, keeping them erect.
I followed her around as she did her shopping. I kept my head down and looked only at the floor. Around lunchtime Bridget told me she had no choice but to eat lunch at the mall. We stopped in the food court and found a table. To my surprise She did not get up to get food from one of the vendors. Instead She instructed me to climb onto the table. She told me to sit in front of her with my tits in her face. She lifted my shirt and opened one of the sides of my peek-a-boo bra. My face reddened. I was embarrassed at having a woman suckling away at my nipple in public during broad daylight. She took her time, playing with my nipples as she ate her lunch. Meanwhile she stuck one of her hands under my skirt and began playing with my clit. I turned from being embarrassed to being completely turned on. I spread my legs open wider, inviting her hand deeper into my pussy. She bit into my nipple, toying with it. I let out a loud moan, completely forgetting that I was in middle of the food court.
My head rolled back and my pussy dripped down her hand. She slid her free hand inside the other part of my bra and began teasing my nipple. It hardened instantly. She emptied one of my tits and switched to the other side, leaving the side she had just sucked wide open to public view. Her fingers entered my cunt and she fingered me. Cum you slutty cow she whispered. She held my nipple in between her teeth and pulled it. She sucked rapidly at my teat until it too was empty. She removed her fingers from my cunt and placed one hand on each swollen, hard, beet-red nipple. She bowed her head and slid my skirt up around my thighs. With her teeth she slid the g-string away from my pussy and she licked at my cunt like a kitten lapping milk.
Her fingers wrapped around my nipples, her fingernails dug into my areolas as she squeezed my nipples with all her might. Then she pulled my nipples as far as she could get them from my body, stretching them. She began shaking my nipples, causing my tits to jiggle. I moaned louder and louder. Finally my cum flooded her mouth and she sucked up every last drop. I re-composed myself and we continued on our way. We stopped at a outdoor recreation store and She picked up a long rope and two plastic water bottles. When we returned to the farm, She put me in the barn and watched as I was milked. She sat in front of me on a milking stool. She put her legs over my shoulders and hiked up her skirt, revealing her soft, shaven pussy. I didnt even need to wait for her directions; I knew my job was to eat her. I did so gladly, as a thank you for letting me orgasm at the mall.
I nibbled at her clit, watching her excitement grow. My tongue protruding from my mouth, ventured into her cunt. I flicked my tongue around inside her. I slid in and out of her, my teeth grazing over her clit again. She pulled away from me as she was about to cum and her fresh cream landed across my face. She detached the milking tubes and led me into the house. She told me we were going into the bedroom so she could put her new clothes away. I stood on all fours on the side of the bed, watching her as she hung up her clothes. The rest of her shopping bags sat on the bed.
Finally she had put all her clothes away. She ordered me to stand. She held a pants hanger to my chest. She clamped it to me, the clamps biting into my areolas. She removed the rope from her bag and bound my breasts with it. The rope traced around my torso and behind my back. The last foot of rope was used to tie my hands behind my back. She pulled the hanger, dragging me by my nipples to the closet. She opened the door and hung the hanger, attached to my nipples, in the closet. I was forced to stand on tiptoes to prevent my nipples from being pulled taut from my body. She kept the closet door open. She sat on the bed and started painting her toenails. Each time she heard a moan slip from my lips, she smiled and laughed.
She left me there as she went about the rest of her daily chores. She prepared dinner and Sir finally came home. My legs grew tired and week. I was no longer able to stand on my tiptoes. I surrendered and dropped to flat-foot. I screamed out in immense pain. Sir came into the bedroom to change out of his work clothes. He found me hanging in the closet and just laughed heartily. He left me hanging there until dinner was ready. When it was time for me to assume my duty of feeding Sir and Bridget their dinner, I was allowed out of the closet. Sir removed the hanger clamps from my nipples but left my breasts and hands tied. I kneeled in the dining room as Sir and Bridget sat down for dinner.
Bridget emerged from the kitchen holding the two water bottles she had purchased while running errands earlier in the day. She stood in front of me and squeezed the bottles tight. She held them to my boobs and the air rushed to re-fill the bottle, stopped by sucking in my nipples and areolas. She sat down across the table from Sir. Streams of milk slowly filled the bottles. They watched as the bottles became fuller. The more milk was emitted from my teats into the bottles, the heavier the bottles got. My breasts drooped from the weight of the bottles being suspended from my areolas. Finally the bottles became so full that the slipped from my udders, falling to the floor and spilling all of the milk.
Sir stood up and smacked each of my boobs. As punishment for wasting the milk, I was taken out to the barn to be milked. I was left there for the rest of the night. The machines were not left on low, as they were the last time I was milked all night.
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NIPPLE FUCKED
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Nov 13, 2006 8:40 pm
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I want to be tied to a bed and have my breasts used in every possible way. I want my nipples to be swollen, long, and sore. I want a mouth locked around them and the key thrown away. I want them bitten HARD, sucked for hours, pulled, twisted, slapped, whipped, fucked, used as a pincushion, heaved into the air and then pulled to the ground, clamped..... ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. I'M SO FUCKING HORNY AND MY NIPPLES CRAVE ATTENTION!!!
Ok, i just spent the last hour with my nipples sucked into a bottle, causing them to swell. After they had plumped up I now have them clamped and under control. I'd still accept an invitation to have them tortured though 
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Eight- The Mysterious Masochist
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Nov 13, 2006 8:14 pm
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That night before bed, I decided to do some hardcore reading (wink, wink). The story I had picked to read got me very excited, and without realizing it I started playing with my nipples. The story was about a man breaking into a womans bedroom and torturing her titties and then slipping back into the night, identity unknown. The mystery intrigued me. I was squeezing, twisting, and pulling them. Sir quietly walked into the room behind me, I didnt hear him has he entered. He loomed behind me, peering over my shoulders at what I was doing. He waited until my body started shaking and I was on the verge of orgasm. He immediately reached his hands over my shoulders and slapped my hands from my tits. I blushed from being caught playing with myself. Sir took the story from my hands. He didnt say a word as he laid across my lap and ate his bedtime snack. It felt like he was sucking me extra harshly that night. Immediately after he finished feeding he applied my nipple suckers to my tits and sent me off to bed.
I went straight to bed as ordered. I felt like a bad little girl, being punished by being sent to bed early. I laid in bed, not tired yet. I began thinking about the story I had been caught reading. My nipples plumped at the thought of an unknown person taking so much pleasure in causing pain to my breasts. Up until now all of the tit torture I had submitted to had been in the presence of someone I knew, while it excited me immensely, I missed that mystery factor. My pussy grew wetter and wetter as I thought about the story. I let out a loud, rip-roaring scream as I cummed, it amazed me that my orgasm was completely mental. I was sure Sir had heard my outburst and I knew I was probably in big trouble. I drifted off to sleep, hoping that would deter Sir from punishing me for being pleasured.
Hours later I woke. I opened my eyes but my world was still dark. A blindfold was covering my eyes. I tried to move but couldnt. I tried to call out for help, but couldnt do that either. I was gagged and tied to the bed. My body shivered. This scene felt familiar, it was a scene from the story I read the night before. The only thing missing from the story was someone on top of me, putting my breasts through agonizing games. I laid there wondering what would happen. When I almost gave up on being tormented, a body mounted mine. The person began by massaging my big boobs in their hands, working their way towards my nipples. My nipples expanded in their hands. My pussy became excited, my clit swelled.
When the stranger reached my nipples, they wrapped their fingers around them. They pulled my nipples from my body, tightening their grip on my puffy nipples. They let go of one nipple and used their free hand to bind my nipple with a rubber band, twisting the binder over and over again around my extended nipple. The stranger repeated the action to my other nipple. My nipples were protruding from my body, long and hard. They start licking the tips of my nipples. I moan and arch my back. The stranger doesnt like that Im receiving pleasure from the activities and immediately meets my nipples with harsh slaps. He dismounts me and I wonder was that it???
I hear something whistle through the air before THWACK! a paddle lands on my nipples. Several more blows from the paddle land straight across my tits. My whole breast is now bright red, with welts forming. The stranger clips several clothespins around my tit flesh, letting them bite into my skin. Minutes pass and the pain fades. The stranger then starts swinging at the clothespins with a cat-o-nine whip. At first it only pulls on the clothespins, making the bite marks deeper in my skin, and then the mystery person increases the harshness of each blow to my tits. The clothespins start flying off my breasts. He or she keeps swinging at my tits with the whip. The strands of leather on the whip fall on the bite marks from the clothespins, the sting intensifies. The stranger is merciless.
After hours of torturing my tits; spanking, slapping, pinching, pulling, clamping, whipping, biting, licking, twisting and licking my aching globes of flesh. Each activity more brutal than the last. Then as quietly and mysteriously as the stranger came into my room, he (or she?) left. The blindfold was left on me but my restraints were removed. I didnt dare move, not sure the attack was over. I drifted into a state of sleep that was more of a survival tactic more than a rest. When I woke in the morning, the only evidence of the nights activities were the blindfold still draped over my eyes and the welts and bruises covering my breasts. My breasts were covered by a copy of the erotic story Sir had caught me reading.
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