I had clientele in John Griffith Chaney and need to get there in a day and half. I did not pull up stakes myself much clock time but I had client who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to sign on some newspaper to make it functionary. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the slew and the roads had become dangerous. I need to retrieve a hotel and something to eat before it got to late. It was nearly midnight when I finally found a Pub near a dirt road, I had taken by mistake. It was only a few land mile from the highway and I knew I could get back in the morning. I got out my Porsche and opened the threshold to the Pub. The Le Daniel Chester French Milk Pub & Inn was a small but countryfied Pub with 2 way and a little Pub with some French beer on tap. I sat down in a recess booth away from the bar and the bartender came over and gave me a pint. The beer was warmly and the old man brought me some roast boeuf and potatoes about 20 bit later. There was no one in the Pub and I had two more beers before I finished my meal. About an minute later I looked outside from a window over my shoulder and notice the rain was coming down harder. I could barely see my car in the driveway. I did however see a man run by the front of the pub and come in the side door. The man quickly took bottom at the bar. He had a shot of whiskey and 2 beers before he took of his coating and put it on the backrest of his chair. He looked my direction and raised his beer towards me and smiled. The barkeep came over and took my saucer and I asked him to buy the man at the bar a beer on me. The man at the bar drank his beer. He got up and came over to my table.. `` Do you take care if I sit down. '' said the man. `` No, please sit down. Looks like you have had a long dark. '' I said. `` American language ? '' He said. I nodded yes and then sipped my beer. `` I am French people and I have been stuck in this townsfolk for some fourth dimension. What day is it. '' He said. `` Novemebr 30. '' I said. `` My god I have been here for 3 months. I am a sale man for a big dairy farm near Paris and came here to meet a granger who was selling Milk River. I have been here since the end of August and have not been capable to leave. Can you hold back a mysterious ? '' I nodded yes and put down my pint on the old wooden table and pulled my seat closer to him. `` first of all my public figure is Fred and the story I am about to tell is not for the swoon of kernel. It happen to me and I am afraid I may never be able to leave this townsfolk or the farmer who I came to see a few month ago. '' said Fred. I took off my deoxyephedrine and wiped them and took another sip of my beer. `` I got a call from a women who lived on a farm and she had come up with a new sword of milk that she needed me to develop and sell for her. She told me to come alone and as ready as possible to help her. I did not severalize my f****y were I was going and got in my mutation car and drove 12 hours to see her. It was raining that Nox just liketonight. '' said Fred. There was some roaring and a lighting thunderbolt flashed outside the windowpane. I sipped my beer again and looked at Fred. `` Once I got to her farm, she invited me into her old farm firm and I followed her inside. She took my pelage and put my briefcase next to the kitchen board. She reached into her ice box and pulled out two Milk juggs and placed them on the table. She popped off the top and poured each one of us a spyglass of milk. She got up and went into her animation room and came back with some cooky and a jar of T. H. White cream. '' said Fred. I folded my manpower in my lap and moved my animal foot under the tabular array and curled up my right arm towards my typeface. I looked and noticed Fred breathing had increased. `` I took a bite of the cookies and sipped the Milk River in the glass. It was cold and she sat and looked at me. She took of the lid to the jar of T. H. White cream. She used her finger to take out some white pick and placed in her ribbon. She warmed her palm and rubbed the ointment on my workforce. I drank the milk glass faster and had a weird sensation on my skin. I looked at her and my optic were beginning to close up. My visual sense was getting weak and I noticed she had not d***k any of her milk. '' said Fred. I turned my head and looked around the pub to see if any one was watching us. Fred paused and then said `` I woke up about an hr later. I was in a room that was 12x12x12 and was lying on a small bed. There were only four metallic element walls and a small throne on the far end. There was a Milk car next to the fountainhead of the bed on my left English. I moved my arms and legs but they were shackled to the bed. I looked down and I realized I was naked. I had been completely shaved and my clothes were on a wooden milking stool near the base of the bed. I yelled for help and moved around but no one could here me. I kept thinking back to what bechance but it did not ca-ca any sentience. '' said Fred. I moved in my seat and squeezed my men as I looked at Fred and waited for Thomas More of his history. `` The doorway to my room swung outdoors and the women who I had met earlier was standing there. She was about 5ft 8 with big black leather boots that came above her genu. She had jet black long haircloth that flowed passed her shoulder and wear lots of constitution. She had big red fiery lips and smelled of trashy perfume. She had on a big pitch-dark corset that was tied tightly around her huge chest. She was a great womanhood who I would get a line later was called a SSBW. She had a leather shoulder strap in her right paw and with her left she unbuckled her bra and her big 44HH tits fell down to her waistline. She measured 44 HH - 42 waist - 54 ass. She was not wearing panties and her big hairy pussy was a mint. I could see her big cunt back talk looking at me and she barely could be active as she walked toward me. '' said Fred. I gulped my beer and shifted my system of weights on my chair. `` Fred I brought you to this farm for only one design. You are to help me and my supporter in this township hit money. You will do everything I say. You will ask no questions. If you are good I may let you lead over time. I was scared and looked at her and nodded yes. We need a individual with your expertise in making my farm and others in the town more profitable. I do n't want to milk another cow. We have found that breast milk is better and you can help us. I read your bio on the Internet and know you were a doctor at hospital delivering infant and now you own a big dairy farm. All we require of you is to sign off on the milk and help us produce my Patrick Victor Martindale White cream in the jar upstairs. '' said Fred I looked at him and put my hand on my principal. `` What did you do ? '' I asked `` She explained that they needed my theme song on the milk bottles to certified the Milk River was good and they need my sperm cell for the white cream. I was puzzled but she put down the leather strap and took off her girdle and her huge juggs fell into my face. I started to suck and seize with teeth her pap and she started to blow and stroked my pecker. She deep throated my big cock and licked my balls and rubbed her teat all over my cheek and breast. She got up of the terra firma next to the bed and mounted my cock. She started to sit my tool hard and her tits flopped in my look. I tried to make a motion my hands but I was still tied to the bed. She put her paw on my dresser and pounded her pussy on my big cock. I only could take so much pleasure and when she orgasmed on my pecker and got off and she pulled up a big jar next to my hammer, I started to cumm. She shot my big load onto her font and spit my incumbrance into the jar. She wiped my dick clean and sealed the jar. '' said Fred. Fred took a sip of his beer and looked around the bar. `` I woke up about an 60 minutes later after the women had left. The door opened and another women came in. She was about 5ft 5 with a pink teddy on covering her BBW body. She had brown hose that was held up by some dim supporter and was wearing 4inch black platform high school heels. She had a huge Patrick Victor Martindale White ass and bent over to pick something off the storey next the bed. She signed in on a note pad and took off her pink intimate apparel. She measured 42FF - 38 shank - 40 ass. She also had two large breast that were capped off my two immense tit the size of my quarter round. Her nipples were wet and she fondled her breast causing hot white milk to shoot out and land on my breadbasket. My dick was hard in no time and she smiled as she looked down at me. She walked over and climbed on the bed putting her bald snatch in my face. She reached down and f***ed my fountainhead into her twat. I was licking and sucking her cunt lips with my spit and she orgamsed flooding my mouth. She screamed and moaned and clamped on my question as she had another climax. She then got up and sat down on the milking stool next to the bed and plugged in the milking auto. She put two big glass containers on her tit and breast and then the milk squirted out her tit and into a long tube that lead too a big Milk River container on the floor. My dick was still gruelling watching her and she got back up and sat down on my face again. I started to figure out and suck her and could see the milk shooting out her nipples and she orgamsed on my face. After an hour she got up and left me with a hard on and picked up her big jar of Milk River and smiled at me. '' said Fred. My cock was getting hard in my denim and I was having a punishing time listening to Fred tale. `` I went to sl**p and arouse up the next day. The number one women brought me breakfast and let me use the bathroom. She tied my branch back but let my arms free. A couple of house later as I was still naked lying in the bed I could her foot stair over heading from upstairs and then the door to my room opened. There was a blond women who was about 5ft 9 with big curly whisker and who was wearing a riding outfit. She measured 38GG - 34 waist - 44 ass. She had pelt slopped brown pants and a white-hot blouse that was stretched out but could not blot out her huge juggs. I saw she had the same jar the initiatory women had collected my semen in and I figured she was there to get some more. I smiled and watched her take off her clothes. She had tiny feet with pink painted toe nail and a small rose tattoo on her articulatio talocruralis. She had big meaty thighs and a huge ass that was tan to match her consistency. She had two big fat tit on her vast boob and she was also producing milk from her big juggs. Her public figure was Lola and she sucked my cock and fondled my big ballock and licked my ass hole as she let me eat her big pussy. She also put the milking machine on her breast and got into a LX nine status so I could eat her pussy and fondle her big ass. I moved my manpower all over her ass and tugged on her hips. I felt her put the Patrick White jar next to my dick and when she deep throated my cock and kissed one ball I erupted and she pulled my prick out and shot my onus into the jar. '' said Fred. `` What go on next ? '' I said. `` I have met over 20 women who have come to the farm family to create milk. All the women are either BBW or SSBW and have huge tits and ass. They sometimes fuck me or I eat there pussy so they will produce More milk. They feed me and let me walk around the farm with the understanding I will not try to escape. They have sex with me as many as a dozen times a day. I was beginning to miss my f****y and tonight I was able-bodied to abstract out when the fair sex of the family went into town to get some milk containers. I saw this Pub as I was coming through the field just over there. '' said Fred. I looked over at the end of the bar and noticed the side door had opened and the bartender was just closing the door. `` Do you need me to telephone your f****y or give them a content. I can drive you to capital of France in my car out front. '' I said. `` I am not sure what I want to do. '' said Fred. I shifted my hard on in my pants and placed my hand on the mesa. Fred and I were still talking and not paying attention. I reached down to get my beer to throw another boozing. The glass felt warm and when I began to drink my beer I looked at Fred. He was drinking his glass and I noticed his drunkenness was whiten. His head tilt down and his eyes closed. He slump to the slope. My eyes were getting darker and I fell off my chair onto he footing. I looked up and noticed a improbable cleaning lady in a over pelage and she was giving 6 containers of milk to the bartender. She walked over and looked down at me and I noticed her black leather bang that went over her knees. part 2 cumming soon Buck xoox