The Hucow Ranch: the Volunteer by King Cheralee

Author:King, Cheralee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-18T00:00:00+00:00

9

If I thought the piercings were a shock, they're nothing compare to the waxing. Even after three more orgasms courtesy of Logan and the toy, I still sob through every painful moment until the vet puts down the mirror to give me another injection in my neck. When he's done, I'm barely coherent as he uses some sort of device to destroy the hair follicles at the root, explaining that this way they won't grow back.

"I don't think she cares, Doc. Do you, pretty cow?" Logan asks, reattaching my feeding tube. Mindlessly, I begin to swallow. I feel less like I'm floating now, and more like my thoughts are wading through mud as I try to think.

"That's just as good for what comes next," the vet says and I stiffen as cold fingers press up against my asshole. Where my pussy has been touched more in the last twenty-four hours than the rest of my life combined, nothing and no one has ever ventured there. I whimper into my feeding tube even as well lubricated fingers sink inside. Logan continues to stroke my face and neck, offering reassurance.

His fingers disappear, but are replaced with something hard and rubbery, and wider than I ever would have though possible. I look at Logan pleadingly, and am shocked to see actual distress on his beautiful features. He cups my face with both hands, putting his nose as close to mine as he can with the feeding tube in the way.

"I know, sweetheart. Just keep swallowing and try to relax. Everything's going to be okay. Trust me," he murmurs. I nod as bravely as I can, and try desperately to sink back into that floating feeling. I wish he was at my rear instead of the doctor. Somehow I know he'd make this feel good.

"I'll make you come until you pass out as soon as we're done," he promises and I fix him with a look that tells him he better keep that promise. He smiles back at me and says quietly, "Now keep still. And hold it until the Doc tells you you can let go."

At first, I'm not sure what that means, and then I feel it, a tube being snapped into the hollow plug in my ass just like the one snapped into my gag. There's a strange sensation and I let out another wail as liquid is forced into my body.

As it turns out, an enema is exactly what I was afraid it was.

Whatever it is they're feeding into my guts, it's cold, and I whimper repeatedly even as I keep swallowing. Logan continues to stroke my face over my bridle, and it isn't long before I feel my stomach stretch with an uncomfortably full feeling. I swivel my head around, my feeding tube following me, and I stare at my distended middle, pressing painfully against the table I'm lying on. I look back at Logan, begging for it to stop and he just resumes petting my head.

I'm not sure how long it continues, but it stops, and for a moment I dare to hope it's over.

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