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Hi, Journal! I'm Belle, Mark Krieg's best anthropomorphic cowgirl. I'd like to revisit some fun my 'Master' and I have had. First, I went to his house, where he stripped off my clothes once we got in one of his adult-only rooms. But, he stopped when he saw my bra's milk stains, where his hands groped me as I let out some milk, as he could make milk squirt if I were to have milk in my breasts. It was humiliating, but at the same time erotic. "Belle, can you get on your knees," he asked. Being his pet, I obeyed who I've called Master. Once I got on my knees, which were on a gray rug, he took off my bra and set up a double electric breast pump for me. He easily tied my hands behind my back, but let me stay on my knees. "I'm sure you know the drill, Pet," he said as I felt my milk pumped. He made sure I stayed put, this time with a slight twist. "Can you raise your butt a bit? I want to eat you out," he said. I was shocked from something that was this different.

"Yes, sir. I'll raise my butt now," I said, reluctant to refuse this uncommon opportunity. He slid under my wet vagina, which has been soaked from excitement by the thought of oral sex, and started to lick my clitoris. "Did you wipe, Pet," Mark teased, remembering that I should always clean with medical wipes around my vagina. "Yes. I cleaned it just for you," I said. "Fine, then you can sit on me," said Mark. I felt him lick me extensively, as if he wants to give me more cunnilingus. "Oh, you hot tease," I thought. I wiggled with excitement as I sat on him, although he did not mind face-sitting at this point. He knew I lactated even more once there's cunnilingus in the mix. "Sir, I think I might ejaculate soon," I yelled. I felt his lips spread as I would ejaculate. He drank my vaginal fluids as his tongue continued teasing me more. I had to keep having orgasms to please him, as well as watch the pumps milk my breasts. All I could do was be his pet cow who would want to please him as I was bound and milked.

Honestly, I am not very used to simultaneous orgasm from just cunnilingus... Was that why I could not beg him to ease up on me a bit? Actually, if he were to give me consistent ejaculation, I won't want him to stop. He wants to please me, right? I know this, since I've pleased him in most of the categories he's asked me to participate in. "Master, you're too generous with that tongue," I teased. He just continued eating me out to keep me wet for him. I was panting a bit more heavily by now; those orgasms, big and small, were wearing me out. "Why isn't he done with my vagina," I thought. Mark usually stopped after the first orgasm I had. I looked again at how much I've been lactating. "What the-? I don't think I've made that much milk," I thought. He stopped the oral pleasuring as I watched my lactation rate decrease. "Could this be why he has been increasing the length of cunnilingus sessions for this day," I thought. He restarted the cunnilingus once again.

I was trapped with a pair of compelling options; more milk I can give and orgasms Mark can give, or less milk I gave him and a dried up pussy? I stuck with the former, happier to stay wet than if I would dry up. "I'm still having my milk drained anyway," I thought, as if I would want to blurt that out. Fortunately, Mark's options can be either-or, but it won't hurt to eat. "Mark, I think I need a break," I yelled. He ceased sucking on my clitoris, moved my butt up so he can get off, stood with a wet, happy expression, and looked back. "What's on your mind," he asked in such a pretty innocent voice. I smirked as I looked back, since I thought he looked cute with that brunette hair and those seductive eyes. (No, not the third brown eye.) "Can you please start untying me, Master? I need my hands as much as you do," I teased. Mark started untying me as I felt the pumps turned off next. "We can shower together, if you want," he said.

My master took off the pumps' "horns" and teasingly pinched my tits. "They're still close to full, aren't they," he asked a bit curiously. I knew he was acting curious, but sometimes plays dumb, which may have been for that unpredictable factor. "Take me to the showering room, Master. I'm sure you would love to find out there," I teased. He was actually powerful enough to lift me with his arms to his personal shower. "Sure thing, my pet," Mark said. I remembered his shower was nice, and the room's white tiles don't get that slippery. I may not be his wife, but I have watched him treat me like one. Then again, a friends with benefits relationship is what we're sharing together. Unfortunately, he already has a wife, so I'm unlucky in that regard. But, I'll luckily still stay single in case his mind would change. I may be mutilated of my tail and horns, but Mark does not mind that I lack those; in fact, he remedied the scarring I once had. When I saw his personal shower, I grinned as he got me to stand up.

"Don't be shy, Pet," he said as I already felt cold water. I stepped out for a bit, with the intention to avoid a cold, where applicable. Once things warmed up, Mark and I stayed in to wash up. But, being excited from his hands that felt great on my boobs, I began signaling him to suck on my breasts. "My milk should be warmed up, too," I teased, hinting the fact I want to be breastfeeding him. He picked up on my cue and started suckling on my breasts. "What a cute guy," I thought; he loves me and my milk, and we're also friends with benefits. I was sure to at least clean his skin, since its signature "shine" was something that I liked. It was easier this time, because his mouth was on my breast, while I felt motherly when I washed his skin. "Belle, you're younger, remember? You've had a son with Mark, that man you're in love with," I thought during this distracting scenario I had. It was true; feeling instinctive through adult breastfeeding, I felt like his mom when my milk fed him.

Ironically, I've had incest with my dad and brother in the past, but I did get separated from both of them, yet that would be another story... Anyway, back to that sexy D-I-L-F. Mark didn't hesitate to drink the milk I could share with him. His tongue was so ticklish near my wet nipple. I felt him suckle lovingly for my breast's milk as I let him drink from each nipple erecting. "Drink up, Sweetie; there is already more," I teased. Once he was done, he raised his head so he faced mine. I leaned to the wall as he rubbed soap on my ass. "I think it's my turn for now," Mark said. He worked his way from my butt, to the thighs, then lower near my knees; but he eventually washed my ankles and my feet. He knew my feet were sometimes a bit ticklish, but that was why he rubbed his hands' nails on those poor feet I've had. I wiggled playfully, trying to hide my deep arousal, but Mark knew what he was triggering inside me; it was probably a kink only he knew of- that pleasure from tickling my feet. "I might take my time with these, so wash up the rest, Pet," he said.

I obeyed Mark as I continued to wash up, albeit my body. I went with my hair first, since I am sensitive about my blonde hair's looks. Next, I soaped up one arm at a time, then that belly I've been harboring. Mark still gave my feet love, but that was really distracting, since my vagina's dripping when I'll anticipate what comes next. I continued cleaning up as he rubbed my feet with his nails. Luckily, his nails aren't really sharp, but they themselves can be ticklish. Just as I was close to done with those breasts of mine, I blush intensely as Mark's hands shield my nipples. "I have not forgotten those prized nipples," he teased as he rubbed soap on them. I smiled gratefully as I would lean close to kiss his cheek, which he was very welcoming of. "I love you, too," Mark said as he then kissed my lips. I was shocked by how affectionate he now was. He's one of the only men I let anywhere where I want. If it weren't Mark or my specialized doctor who could touch my breasts these days, anybody else gets a restraining order!

Thus, both men mentioned are exceptions. As Mark's pet and milk cow, if I would turn him down, I don't think he'll be in love with me, as he sees continuity as important to allies' agreements. "Would you like to squirt the milk," I asked. He nodded to my proposal as his hands squeezed my lactating nipples to squirt milk on the wall that I faced. I mooed excitedly, signaling Mark to keep on going. "This shower stall's wall will get milkier, but I'm relieving your pink nipples," he said. I felt my breast continue squirting milk at such a high rate; whenever I may have been blinking, more and more milk came out of my breasts. I was sure I did not have that much milk to spare. Sometimes, Mark keeps my breasts lactating with a type of charm he gives my boobs to induce lactation. If you're screwing with a semi-god, I guess anything could have happened. Truth be told, Mark himself gives me more energy if my loyalty can be proven.

"Belle, it looks like you've made more than I thought," Mark teased as he continued squeezing my areolas. I mooed louder and more lovingly as my clitoris felt his penis. "Please, give that lovely hot beef injection," I cried, excited to pleasure my best friend. Mark complied as my vagina was soon to be injected with hot beef; his penis, in this case. This was a fun thing both of us have done at things; messy lactation, showering foreplay, and a straight Master/Pet setting. I was glad to be one of Mark's friends, as well as his favorite cowgirl he can tame. Plus, he's braver than most modern-age guys who I have heard of; defeating Arca during her tyranny's arc, survived a Solemn Strike, which is sometimes used for damnation of anyone who is thought to be pure evil, and apparently became a semi-god from the Strike to his skull?! What other man can possibly have half of those? However, I won't say Mark's perfect, not that imperfections he'd have can change my mind at this point.

I felt him cum inside of my prized vagina, where only he has my permission to please it. I gasped as I felt an urge to ejaculate, which actually drained out the load he just blew. "I'm already a mother, so I shouldn't need pregnancies yet," I accidentally mumbled towards Mark. He smirked as he then came more in me. "I'm already a father, but I can continue with breeding," he said. I felt him stimulate me further, but I was reluctant to be pregnant, not that this would be my first time. I know Mark himself does have a cream-pie fetish, so his second orgasm drooled out of me when he pulled out. "I have Chelsea anyway, so I'll be happy enough I have a daughter," he said. I calmed down as he stopped pounding my vagina. "I bet that girl's nuts for you," I teased. Mark grinned as he acknowledged Chelsea's strong, incestuous love. "That has been running in the family," he said. I showed a slightly fazed expression, but I understood their father-daughter romance.

"Don't worry; you two luckily keep it consensual, so how is that bad for your reputations," I said to my friend. Mark just gave a saddened expression. "Ginger has disapproved of the incestuous relationship. However, some family members like, Raia, don't mind heterosexual incest at all," he said. I felt sympathy for this cute boyfriend of mine as he took his hands off of my breasts. "Should we begin to rinse my vagina," I asked. He gave a consensual nod as we started to rinse my vagina. "Since you do not feel like more, let's rinse you out for now," Mark said. I bent over out of excitement as he spread my cream-pied vagina. The water triggered more sexual arousal as I went off with masturbating. "I just have to," I groaned. Mark showed his cock to me, which seemed pretty delicious to me. "Yes, stick it in- I won't bite," I said. He nodded again, which was my cue to obediently suck him off. It was a shorter erection than he normally gave, but I did not mind this; we can't keep having sex forever! I sucked on his rod hard and long, which was very ironic.

"Usually, I'm stuck with a full mouth, but he gave me some room to work with," I thought. His penis was delicious, as I thought, but my vaginal fluids did change its taste by a bit. (I've drank my own orgasm fluids, since Mark sometimes has my flexible curves to use.) As straight for males as I've been since birth, I've practiced auto-cunnilingus. But, my preference is administering fellatio. It took a while, but Mark still eventually ejaculated in my mouth. As with his erection, there wasn't as much I could work with, but my obedience to drink cum is what he gets to appreciate. Immediately after he took his penis from my mouth, I came more vaginal fluids, this time since I was fingering myself, particularly my vagina. I would have collapsed from exhaustion, but Mark picked me up to save my fall, yet I was already rather close to the floor. "Oh, you poor thing," he said in a sympathetic tone of voice. I felt him brush my hair as he kissed on my cheek. "Did I at least please you, Mark," I said. He nodded with a proud expression as I got to hug him.