Gangbanged & Milked By Goats Angela is Tied Up, Stripped, Milked & Gangbanged by Goats - Deborah Cockram - ebook
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Angela is a deputy in the rural mountain community of Patrick County, where she draws the assignment of arresting a local farmer for…"having carnal knowledge of a goat."Angela knows the farmer – Josiah – from going to school with him years ago, so she expects little trouble in bringing him in.Josiah has other plans, though, stunning Angela with a Taser, then injecting her with a special formula they use on the farm to force animals to produce breast milk.When Angela wakes, she finds herself naked, bound painfully to a fence, her body stretched and wide open, mouth held open by a ring gag, her breasts much larger and leaking milk…and then Josiah lets two of his hungry, horny, ravishing, sex-crazed goats loose on her.Angela is beyond horrified, far past humiliated,  to be helpless, her breasts suckled and nursed hard, her body ravished by filthy, stinking barnyard animals.But the day grows much worse when Angela realizes despite the pain, despite the shame, her body is RESPONDING, rushing forward to the hardest, most powerful series of humiliating, debasing orgasms she's ever experienced…all while being gangbanged by goats.

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Gangbanged & Milked By Goats Angela is Tied Up, Stripped, Milked & Gangbanged by Goats

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Gangbanged & Milked By Goats

Angela is Tied Up, Stripped, Milked & Gangbanged by Goats

The End (For Now)

Angela is Tied Up, Stripped, Milked & Gangbanged by Goats

(Oral Sex, Double Penetration, Bestiality, Kidnapping, Bondage, Milking, Lactation, Hucow, Humiliation, Nursing, 12-inch cock)

© Copyright 2017 by Deborah Cockram and After Midnight Press

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Gangbanged and Milked By Goats

Angela is Tied Up, Stripped, Milked & Gangbanged by Goats

By Deborah Cockram

At first I couldn’t really make out what was going on – I was in a fog, or at least my mind was. That happens sometimes with a stun gun. For some people, they retain their wits but can’t move or do anything, for others, it’s a lot like being knocked unconscious.

This was different, though. I was really foggy-headed, and if I'd had my wits about me a little more I might have wondered if I had been drugged. All I knew at that moment was that the light was bright – so bright I had trouble opening my eyes for more than a moment – and my arms ached. Hell, all of me ached, and then I realized why – my arms were pulled up over my head, my back was against something rough and hard, and arched uncomfortably because my arms were pulled up so high and cuffed around…OH MY GOD!

I finally get my senses and keep fluttering my eyes open and shut until I adjust to the light. What I see and realize sends violent shudders through me.

I’m naked, sitting back against a wooden fence. My arms are pulled up too damn far – my shoulders are killing me – and my wrists are cuffed around the fence post, just above where it emerges above the top slat of the fence. I could be just hanging there, inches above the ground, except there’s a little stool under my ass. I’m right on the edge of the stool and my legs are pulled out far to either side, splayed open, a rope around each thigh, just above the knee. The rope around my right thigh is tied to the fence on that side of me, and the rope around my left thigh is tied to the fence on that side of me, so that my legs are wide open, and I can’t close them at all.

I scream, but nothing but a jumble of sounds and a long, drooling strand of saliva runs from my open mouth, dripping down from my chin. I’m gagged – but it’s not a regular gag. No, it’s a wide, big round ring-gag, holding my mouth far too open, stretching my jaw muscles further than they were ever made to stretch.

And standing before me is Josiah Blanchard, smiling down at me. On either side of him are two goats, wearing harnesses. He’s holding the leashes on the harnesses, keeping them by his side, though both goats are naying loudly, pulling and straining to get away…to get at me.

I yank against the cuffs, screaming, and all I get for my trouble is fresh pain flaring from my wrists and ankles, and my breasts flop up and down, giving Josiah a show he’s enjoying, I’m sure.