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The Classes Day Trip to HIS Dairy!The Classes Day Trip to HIS Dairy!It was spring time and the c***dren of Lory’s class were supposed to go on a nature day outing.All the class were excited about it and they desired to visit Lory’s FATHER’S Dairy.They all remembering the cool exhibit that Lory and her DAD put on earlier in the school year.Ms. Appleton’s sudden departure afterward had necessitated her replacement by Mrs. Gunther, but no one blamed that on Lory. p**o files are everywhere, who would of guessed.So Lory’s FATHER arranged for a luxury bus and one of his drone’s to be the drivers to transport the whole class on Thursday the 23 from the school to HIS Dairy.So it was that at 9 o’clock the big bus arrived at the front of the Condo / Dairy with the whole jubilant class and Mrs. Gunther.As they stepped off the bus they were all greeted by HIM, Lory, and some picked members of his staff.HE greeted them and proposed to have the class split up into three groups.The girls, Lory would lead around on their tour of the place, Mrs. Gunther would go with Beverly to the lounge, for a special tour, and then she would await the two halves of the class in the special place, and HE would take the boys HIMSELF on their tour.Mrs. Gunther followed Beverly through the lobby without any aprehension,and through a solid oak door. When it clicked shut, she found herself in a small dank sound proof room room with two of HIS best herders and Beverly. She, as ordered, quietly stood against the wall and let the herders have at poor Mrs. Gunther.Mrs. Gunther, or Helga, was a substantial woman and not one to be trifled with under normal circumstances, but these were anything but normal circumstances.The herders, in the interest of time, first shocked Helga’s larynx with a cattle prod, thus rendering her silent and malleable.The herders had her subdued easily in seconds. Beverly, as HE did not want Helga’s clothes ripped, denuded the fat middle aged woman with a gentler female touch.Once she was nude, one of the herders produced a set of industrial clippers and proceeded to cut off all Helga’s pubic hair. This accomplished, the other herder approached with a pair long handled pliers. He easily ringed Helga’s right labia, just like they ring a male pig’s snout on a regular farm.Bev collared the helpless woman and chained her hands up behind her back and anchored then to the collar.The wranglers then leashed Helga’s labia and aided Bev as she lead the shaken nude woman to a holding pen down deep in the basement.Within minutes Helga had gone from a modern professional working woman to a … well a b**st in a holding pen in HIS Dairy.Beverly attached Helga’s labia ring to the pen’s wall, guarantying that shewould stand there facing the wall waiting for HIM, and then departed.Throughout the whole of these deeds Mrs. Gunther had been rendered essentially silent by the shock to her larynx.Gradually she regained some of her ability to whisper but fettered to the pen’s wall, nude, and cuffed, tried as she might to attract some help for her plight.. she was powerless.***********Meanwhile Lory took all the girls down to the milking room. There they saw about 20 nude shorn milkers lying on the various milking stations.Above the din of the vacuum pumps Lory explained the procedure of collecting the precious fluid from the milkers.By bending way down, the little girls were able to see under the stations, the precious fluid pulsing from the large tits in the glass cups, through the tubes, to the collecting vat.Lory then took them behind the stations and showed the class girls the various clit rings and explained the various identification symbols on each.The little girls had never been this close to an adult woman’s denuded spread open sex, and they were very curious.They all seemed to want to see and handle each of the milker’s open sex. It was very educational for these youngsters…!**********HE took the boys to a specially set up room where a collection of docile denuded milkers awaited. They were secured on their knees to low frames at just the right height for the tasks ahead.”Boys … Boys … Now I want each of you to go and stand before a milker.” HE ordered, “Boys … Boys … Stop that gawking… Now go stand before one.. Bobbie … you have done this before with poor old Ms. Appelton. So I’ll let you show the other boys how it’s done.””Take out your penis and feed the milker your little dickie…””OH Bobbie … you remember how nice it felt last time! Don’t you??””A … AH … Yes sir but… well I don’t even know this … er .. mil..” Bobbie stammered.”Bobbie I got you your first and I’m giving you this one now… Now come on. She hasn’t had anything to drink in hours. She’ll do you real good…” HE explained.Reluctantly Bobbie let down his trousers and stood before Joan, a 20 year old, former bank teller turned milker.She had been warned, “Suck off the little dicks and be quick about it or no water for another 24 hours.”She ducked her denuded scalp down and seized Bobbie’s little pud withher soft lips. She sucked it deep into her mouth and was soon rewarded by a great squirt tuzla ukraynalı escort of boy cum…”That a way Bobbie… Now tell the others … Wasn’t that good…” He inquired?”OH Yea it was soo good… Even better than last time.” Bobbie related to his class mates.”Well boys .. come on … the milkers are waiting … Bobbie … now no falling in love there … Move over to another one. Close your eyes this time and see if you can tell the difference from that milker.” HE ordered.Bobbie almost fell over his trousers, which were bunched up at his ankles but finally managed to shuffle over and present his now shriveled pud to Dora, a 24 year old former secretary, turned milker.Dora had a little trouble capturing the shriveled slimy little thing in her mouth but finally she got a lip lock on it. As Bobbie had just cum, it took Dora longer, but she managed. Especially when Bobbie reached down and on squeezing her unmilked left tit producing a spurt of milk on his leg.Emboldened by Bobbie’s example, the rest of the boy’s soon got the hang of it and were being falatioed by soft mouthed milkers, or squirting each other with milk, or just laughing for the next hour or so.HE left the lads in the capable hands of the chief herder and went to see how Lory’s group was progressing.When HE found them looking over and disgussing the clit rings HEinquired, “Now girls, last time during ‘Show and Tell Day’, you expressed an interest in the clit rings of my milker verses poor Ms Appelton. Did any of you do what I told you to do to get a clit like my milkers?”The girls looked about nervously…”Francis did you do your exercises like I recommended??” HE demanded.”A … Yes..” Francis related reluctantly looking at the floor shyly.”Well good for you, Francis. I’ll just bet you have the biggest clit in the class then.” HE speculated,”And I guess the rest of you just have worthless little ones? Ah!”Wanda spoke first, “I did my exercises too and I bet I have a bigger one than old Francis, she is soo snooty…”Their was a chorus of arguing and claims as to who had the biggest clit.Smiling HE started,”Girls ,,, Girls … This arguing is getting us no place. Let’s just compare them and … Well … I’ll give this gold ring to the biggest.” HE held up a slim gleaming gold ring.Lory stepped forward, lifting her skirt, and saying,”Mine is the biggest …. See!!””Now Lory these are our guests, you are the host, so you are ineligible.” HE demanded.Lory looked dejected.”As host Lory, it will be your job to measure, and photograph each one beside a ruler so their will be no cheating favorites. Then we will all see who has the biggest clit and she gets this ring. OK??” HE said.All the girls rushed to be first on the table to be examined first for thecontest by Lory and her milker Beverly.A camera and ruler was provided.Lory was still sore for being left out of the competition, demanded,”No … No! I want you all to get skinny naked to be examined so their will be no cheating. Hang all your clothes over there on that rack. I’ll take the first one naked.””Well I’ll leave you girls to yourselves to see who wins … and Lory … no cheating … these are our guest, remember!” HE ordered as HE went out the door leaving the competing females hurrying to undress..The camera drone behind the one way glass, recorded the whole contest on video for his p**o collections.HE smiled at how things were going. It was all according to HIS master plan, as HE descended on the elevator to the holding pens.HE got off and walked over to the newest occupant of the pens. HE opened the gate and, followed by a drone HE entered Helga’s pen.”Mrs. Gunther? …. Uh … Helga… I can call you Helga can’t I..” HE inquired of the naked teacher’s broad back.Helga tried to shout but couldn’t.”You …. Stop … this … this … minute..” she whispered haltingly from her aching throat.HE motioned for the drone to get to work. The drone dropped to his knees behind the teacher and attached one cuff of the spreader bar to her right leg.Helga felt the pressure on her ankle and attempted to shake it off but with difficulty. The drone, who was experienced in this, attached the thing tightly to the right ankle.Using the bars leverage the drone forced her right leg out and managed to capture and secure the left ankle with the other cuff of the spreader bar easily.Helga was deterred in her attempts at resistance by the connection of her labial ring to the fence in front of her. Now she found herself, not only, facing the fence, nude, but now with her legs spread a full meter apart.Again she tried to whisper but HE did not even acknowledge her efforts.He closed up behind her and fondled her large tits and related,”Now Helga, we are going to have to reach an understanding. I’ll talk and you will listen. Then I’ll order and you will do. Understand….. Well I know. Why don’t you shake your head to signal me when you will do what I demand of you… and till then … I’ll do this..” With that said, HE released her tits and backed a comfortable distanceaway. Then underhand HE delivered a crisp upper stroke tuzla rus escort with the three tailed cat HE had for use on balky milkers.Wapp”UUUUUUUUU”Mrs. Gunther’s crotch ignited… She bellowed and tried to close her legs, but the spreader bar prevented that..WappA second crisp swat into her neither regions convinced her to do anything, absolutely anything, she could, to prevent a third stroke. She shook her head to accept HIS terms, any terms whatever they were.”Helga I thought a big fat bitch like you would take at least 5 or so to give in…. You’re easy Helga… Maybe that was a mistake… should I have another stroke?” HE said running HIS left hand over her sweating aching left flank.Helga shook all over and tried to whisper her acceptance of surrender to ANYTHING HE wanted… ANYTHING.”Well OK Helga but remember, we can always do this as long as you like. Now I know you are divorced, and a dried up old prude, so I’M going to lock your ring to the ring of one of my new young apprentice milkers and you Helga dear are going to go at it with her hot and heavy for the cameras.”
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