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“That’s right.” His hand drifted between her leg and she rubbed her clit against him. He moved closer, his mouth at her ear. “When your body starts doing what it’s supposed to do, we’ll milk you every day. You’ll start to get aroused every time your breasts get heavy with milk. You’ll beg me to do it to you like a good little milk maid. And it’ll hurt if I don’t. I might tie you up and let the pressure just build until you beg to be treated like an animal.”
Despite intentionally being called by another woman’s name, despite the humiliation of what he’d made her say and what he said to her, his words and touch were getting to her. No matter how wrong, Luke was the only man who could make her feel like she was on fire and cooling off in a stream at the same time.
He backed her against the couch and ordered her to sit and spread her legs. She did as he requested while he moved back over to the video camera to turn it on. Since the early tapes of Trish, he’d upgraded to digital. Her mind raced at all the pornographic websites on the Internet. The sharing possibilities of her sexual disgrace were limitless.
“Rub your cunt for the camera,” he said, as he lined up the shot. His words could be as calloused as his hands, but the way he looked at her along with the low growl of his voice made her want him anyway.
She didn’t hesitate this time to touch herself, even though he was making a video record of the event. There were already all the videos downstairs. Would someone who watched this one know she was a different woman, or would they just assume they were watching the same girl they’d seen before? If there was already someone who looked so much like her on camera, did this make any difference? She allowed herself to pretend she was the other woman. This could be just another video—one of many and something she got off on.
“I’m going to show this to the guys,” he said, and she knew he wasn’t bluffing. “Look into the lens and tell them how much you want to give them milk. Will especially is looking forward to it.”
Veronica felt the blush travel over her. Not just her neck and face, but her whole body, flushed from humiliation and excitement.
“Say it. I can tell how aroused you are. When they watch this, they’ll know, too. They’ll know what a filthy whore you are.”
She looked at the camera, allowing herself to fall back into the fantasy of being someone else, hiding inside Trish where it was safe. “I want to be your cow. I want you to feed on me.”
“Every day,” he prompted.
“Yes, every day.” She whimpered as she got closer to orgasm.
“Rub those pretty tits for us. You need to prepare them so they’ll be ready when it’s time. Use both hands, sweetheart.”
She didn’t want to take her fingers away from her clit when she was so close, but she did what he asked, rubbing and kneading her breasts, pulling at her nipples and squeezing as if she were trying to milk herself. She jumped when a buzzing vibrator was pushed deep inside her, then Luke stepped out of the way so the camera wouldn’t miss anything the guys might want to see.
His chuckle was condescending as she worked herself over, drawing a deeper blush from her. “Frieda might want some milk, too. Will you let her drink from you?”
The question caught Veronica off guard, but she was so aroused, that the idea of Will’s wife milking her as well sent another surge of lust through her. She wasn’t sure if Luke was bluffing or if it might be possible that Will’s wife could know about any of this, that she might actually take milk from her breast. But she gave Luke the answer she knew would please him. The one Trish would have given.
“Yes, Sir.”
The buzzing stopped and Luke replaced the vibrator with his mouth, lapping at her until she came undone against his tongue.
Later that night, he put her in a chastity belt so she wouldn’t touch herself without him. She went to her room, expecting to be invited into his, but waiting for the invitation.Remembering her place, as Luke had called it. The words made her cringe at the same time they excited her. They made her angry while they made her want to surrender.
“Goodnight, Princess,” he said, going to his own room.
“D-did I do something wrong?” She hated the neediness in her voice. Why should she care if he wanted her to sleep in his room? She could be happy to be left alone, to have her privacy and space.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean... c-can’t I sleep with you?”
“Not tonight. I need to update the website, and I want you to go to sleep now. Maybe tomorrow.”
Veronica lay in bed for what felt like hours while sleep eluded her. She wanted him to want her in his bed overnight no matter how wrong that desire was.
* * *
Morning came too soon.Veronica was barely awake when Luke rolled her onto her stomach and the needle slid into her hip.
“Ow!”
His large, rough hand stroked her back. “Shhh, you’re okay.”
She was still half-asleep when he unlocked and removed the chastity belt. He rolled her back over, immediately going to work on her breasts.
“Finger yourself until you come, slut,” he growled in her ear.
