Date: Sat, 4 Sep 2021 09:07:51 -0700 From: Jan Thomas Subject: She Bought The Cow By Valley Vixin I was surprised when I was told by the administration that there was something wrong with my last Covid shot, and a booster was being given just to me. I knew something was different when I got aches in strange places. Not the headache I had from the first one. This time my breasts ached. My nipples were sensitive, it was uncomfortable to wear a bra. I laughed to myself, becoming aware of how much every motion my arms made, and every time my torso twisted, I got a shock of pleasure through my nipples, it was as bad as when I was breast feeding! I had a meeting scheduled after school with Mrs Cheung. She was an important School Board director, and her husband was an important figure at the local biotech giant, the importers of our vaccine actually. Mrs Cheung said she was concerned about her daughter's development and wanted my assistance. It was flattering. Her daughters were both A level students and I expected them to do well at university, to be requested as a tutor was an honour. Things didn't go as expected. Mrs Cheung had her driver pick me up from school. I had offered to drive, but she insisted that I would be in no shape to drive after the lesson, so her driver would collect me. The fat Asian man looked at me with a smirk as he opened the rear door for me, and I saw Mrs Cheung waiting inside. She was in a lovely formal blue dress, very demurely covering her to the throat, while I was aware my swollen breasts had forced me to go with a more daring purple sundress with a plunging neckline. I felt quite vulnerable under her eyes as we drove to her estate. I tried to talk about her daughters' academic strengths and weaknesses, but Mrs Cheung came back to the same subject again and again. "Your breasts are natural yes? I checked your medical records and could find no indication of enhancement." She demanded coldly. "Um," I tried to think of a polite way to deflect the question but failed. "Yes, they are natural. I was lighter before I breast fed, but after my second daughter, they remained this big." We got to her house and she had the driver open the doors for both of us, the driver also opened the house door and closed it after us as Mrs Cheung came up behind me, pressing herself against me. "My father had a European maid brought in for me. Not a French maid, a German one. Looks are important for a woman getting ahead in business, so is intelligence. It is known that breast milk is best for neural development, and it is well known by Chinese herbalists that milk from large breasted white cows can enhance breast development in women of more civilized races." I froze, trying to process what she said, the feminist objection to objectification collided with the racial equality objection in my head and neither one quite made it to my tongue before Mrs Cheung had her hands on me, closing around my breasts, caressing them, then pulling hard on my nipples causing me to whimper submissively, my knees growing weak. "I was so envious of my German maid, she had such large breasts, and seemed like such an intelligent girl, a university student, grades even better than mine. My father told me the truth, that breasts like that on a white woman meant she was meant to be a white cow for her superiors, and only white men were stupid enough to let them wander around unclaimed. I didn't believe him until I got my hand on her. Oh how she looked, eyes as wide as her mouth when I took her breasts for the first time. I made her cum just by expressing the milk from her. I taught her to cum when I fed from her breasts, to cum from my working my shoe into her cow cunt as she ate my little golden pussy when I had gotten too excited when feeding on her. Taught her to cum when I took my hairbrush to her ass while she offered me her breasts." The entire time she was saying these outlandish things she was working my breasts. I felt my bra go wet as my breasts began to express. Mrs Cheung yanked my dress down, pulled my bra over my breasts, tucked it behind my neck like some sort of dog harness and began to work my breasts bare handed, causing me to weep milk. "I grew two cup sizes when I was milking her, and my grades improved. Of course after every session she was so worked up that I had to give her to the household staff to fuck. It usually took two or three of them to calm her down enough to speak afterwards. She ended up working in the hospitality industry as a hostess, I am told she was very popular. My success was assured thanks to her breast feeding, and if she was left as little more than a white fuck doll afterwards, well, we care for our livestock and a position suiting her was found." Mrs Cheung turned me to face her, I opened my mouth to object but she slapped my face, took one breast in her mouth and sucked. She ripped my panties off and drove two fingers into me. She sucked me into a screaming orgasm then stepped back. She shrugged out of her dress, and reached into a drawer at the entryway table to withdraw a thick collar with cowbell and ring. Buckling the collar on my neck, she snapped the lead chain to the ring and tugged me to her. She was wearing garters and stockings as I was, and kept her heels on, as she left me wearing mine. "I need my daughters to be enhanced, to be smarter, to be more beautiful. I had you given the shot to make you produce milk again because you are the finest white cow that can be had in this land, and I will use you to make my daughters as successful as I was. There are problems though. I remember how dangerous it was for me to be breast fed by a white cow like you. I became so aroused that I nearly fell into he same slut trap that my German cow did. Only when my father taught me to use her mouth to put out the fire her breasts ignited in me could I be sure to maintain my focus for study, and my virginity for marriage. You will provide this relief for myself and my daughters. In return, I will see the male household staff look after your cow requirements for frequent and hard use." I wanted to object. I wanted to protest, but I was lapping at her cunt like a starving woman. The arousal lit by her casual use of my breasts had short circuited my brain. The hormone storm was doing terrible things to my self discipline. She called her daughters in while I was licking her cum off the hardwood floor. Not how I wanted to face one of my more challenging and disrespectful students. She stood over me in her underwear, her modest breasts clearly not what she wanted. Grabbing me by the hair she walked me like an animal down the hall, my cow bell clanging humiliatingly as she used my own bra to whip my ass red as we walked through the mansions hallway to her room. We passed several simpering staff, clearly amused by the performance. She jammed two bullet vibrators in me, one in my pussy, and one in my ass. Then she began to work my breasts. It amused her to spray my foremilk into her mouth, lapping the sugary froth from my nipples. When my foremilk slowed, she clamped her mouth to my breast and began the serious process of milking my protein rich hind milk. Long hard sucking, augmented by fingers playing with my clit, worked me into a frenzy. She milked me until I was less than an animal, just a howling, shuddering body of lust and need. Then she pulled me down to worship her perfect golden breasts, before throwing me back on the bed to mount my face and ride me through two orgasms. She stood me in front of the mirror and laughed as she measured with a tape measure my two breasts, laughing at the difference between the right one she milked, and the left one she didn't. Looking me in the eye, she put the collar and leash back on me, and picked up her phone. Texting someone, she used her phone to adjust the speed of the two vibrators in me even higher as the door opened. My erstwhile tormentor, my student, laughed as her sister appeared in the doorway. "It would be a crime to leave you unbalanced like that. Good thing I have another sister. Say moo little cow!" She laughed. Her sister put me back on hands and knees, pushing my face down to kiss her foot. I felt my nipples brush the floor and almost came again. 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