She saw how tiny her cage was going to be, she saw the size of her butt plug, the shiny chastity belt, and her collar, she saw her fate, and began to panic, as her eyes wandered over all of the other instruments of frustration and torture around her.
Daddy cut off her shirt, and gently pet her hair, “You’ll be a very good girl like this, you know that”. Her nipples were pierced, the one on the right sporting a tag with the name “Bitch” and Daddy’s phone number.
"Don’t be nervous" he said, as she was plugged, locked into chastity, and the key to her belt attached to her other nipple ring. "All little sluts start out like this, it’s to ensure that you know how to be good, and experience what it’s like when Daddy needs to punish you. He stroked her hair, "You trust me right?" She nodded, squirming in her new attire, overcome by arousal, she had been denied for 2 weeks, and could no longer fight her urges to embrace her submissive desires. Daddy saw this, and said "Good little bitch."
His hands explored her body as she struggled, squirmed, hopelessly grinding on her plugs for pleasure.
"If you forget at some point how badly you want this, just remember how wet your panties were when I told you our plan, how you begged to be gagged with them, and good it feels to be in constant frustration, locked and owned. Now, crawl to your cage, and we’ll start your real training tomorrow."
The job posting had said “wet nurse”. She had always likes looking after kids and the pay was awesome so she applied, not knowing exactly what was required. She managed to get an interview but when they explained what was required she was disappointed. She wasn’t lactating so she figured she wasn’t any good for the job. They explained that there were some supplements she could take that would cause her to lactate. The though of the huge paycheque quickly convinced her to accept. It had only taken three weeks for her to being lactating at which point she gathered her belongings and was waiting when the limo arrived to take her to her new employer’s ranch.
When she arrived they informed her that they preferred to bottle feed her milk to the baby so that the mother could properly bond with the child. They explained that the milk could be mechanically pumped out of her breasts for use. “Oh like those breast pump thingys?” she had asked. “Something like that”, was the reply. “We have a sterile room set up to do it in so please follow me”
As the door opened to the milking room she stepped in and saw three woman locked into metal frames with large suction cup like devices attached to their nipples. Ominously, she noticed one empty frame. She was just realizing what this meant to her as two sets of strong hands grabbed her from behind and marched her to the empty frame. Within minutes she was securely bound to the frame, her clothes cut off, with her milk filled breasts hanging down beneath the device.
A worker locked a device on her ankles leaving her legs spread wide. He then pushed something from underneath the device against her clit. The was a slight sucking sensation and she felt her clit pulled into a small soft tube while something very thin slid up and around into her pussy to press gently but firmly against her inner wall. The milking cups were then fastened to her breasts for the first time.
"You will be milked twice a day", her employer explained. "Randomly during that time, the device that has been attached to your clit and also has a unit that is currently pressing against your g-spot will stimulate you. We believe that women who receive sexual stimulation produce greater quantities of milk. For this reason, you will find that the male employees may make use of your exposed body from time to time. The milk you produce will be packaged and sold to our special clients."
"Welcome to the company, I hope you time with us will be…productive"