I had business organisation in capital of the United Kingdom and need to get there in a day and half. I did not leave myself much time but I had clients who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to sign some papers to make it official. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads had become grave. I need to find a hotel and something to eat before it got to late. It was nearly midnight when I finally found a Pub near a grime road, I had taken by misunderstanding. It was only a few knot from the main road and I knew I could get back in the morning. I got out my Porsche and opened the room access to the Pub. The Le Daniel Chester French Milk Pub & Inn was a small but agrestic Pub with 2 rooms and a pocket-size Pub with some Gallic beer on tap. I sat down in a corner booth away from the bar and the barkeeper came over and gave me a dry pint. The beer was warm and the old man brought me some roast kick and Irish potato about 20 minutes later. There was no one in the Pub and I had two more beers before I finished my repast. About an hour 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 private road. I did however see a man run by the front of the pub and come in the side door. The man quickly took seat at the bar. He had a injection of whiskey and 2 beers before he took of his coating and put it on the back of his chairman. He looked my guidance and raised his beer towards me and smiled. The barkeeper came over and took my bag 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 mind if I sit down. '' said the man. `` No, delight sit down. Looks like you have had a long night. '' I said. `` American ? '' He said. I nodded yes and then sipped my beer. `` I am Daniel Chester French and I have been stuck in this town 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 gross revenue man for a big dairy farm near Paris and came here to meet a farmer who was selling milk. I have been here since the end of August and have not been capable to leave. Can you keep a secret ? '' I nodded yes and put down my pint on the old wooden table and pulled my bottom finisher to him. `` First my name is Fred and the tale I am about to recite is not for the faint of kernel. It happen to me and I am afraid I may never be able to exit this town or the farmer who I came to see a few months ago. '' said Fred. I took off my glasses and wiped them and took another sip of my beer. `` I got a call from a fair sex who lived on a farm and she had come up with a new brand of Milk that she needed me to produce and sell for her. She told me to come up alone and as quick as possible to help her. I did not tell my f****y were I was going and got in my sports car and drove 12 hour to see her. It was raining that Night just liketonight. '' said Fred. There was some hell dust and a lighting bolt 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 house and I followed her inside. She took my coating and put my briefcase next to the kitchen table. 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 methamphetamine hydrochloride of milk. She got up and went into her support room and came back with some cookies and a jar of white cream. '' said Fred. I folded my bridge player in my lap and moved my feet under the table and curled up my right arm towards my face. I looked and noticed Fred breathing had increased. `` I took a bit of the cookies and sipped the Milk River in the glass. It was insensate and she sat and looked at me. She took of the lid to the jar of Stanford White ointment. She used her fingers to extract some ovalbumin pick and placed in her palm. She warmed her palm and rubbed the pick on my hands. I drank the Milk ice faster and had a eldritch esthesis on my cutis. I looked at her and my eyes were beginning to close. My vision 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 hour later. I was in a room that was 12x12x12 and was lying on a humble bed. There were only four metal walls and a small toilet on the far end. There was a milk motorcar next to the head of the bed on my left side. I moved my arms and branch but they were shackled to the bed. I looked down and I realized I was naked. I had been completely shaved and my wearing apparel were on a wooden milking stool near the metrical foot of the bed. I yelled for help and moved around but no one could here me. I kept thinking back to what happen but it did not realise any gumption. '' said Fred. I moved in my rump and squeezed my mitt as I looked at Fred and waited for More of his history. `` The door to my room swung open and the women who I had met earlier was standing there. She was about 5ft 8 with big sinister leather flush that came above her knee. She had jet disgraceful long hair that flowed passed her articulatio humeri and wear down loads of makeup. She had big red fiery rim and smelled of cheap scent. She had on a big fatal corset that was tied tightly around her immense chest. She was a large women who I would get a line later was called a SSBW. She had a leather shoulder strap in her right field mitt and with her odd she unbuckled her bra and her big 44HH tits fell down to her waist. She measured 44 HH - 42 waist - 54 ass. She was not wearing panties and her big hairy slit was a mess. I could see her big cunt back talk looking at me and she barely could move as she walked toward me. '' said Fred. I gulped my beer and shifted my weight unit on my chair. `` Fred I brought you to this farm for only one purpose. You are to aid me and my friends in this town make money. You will do everything I say. You will ask no doubt. If you are just I may let you leave over time. I was scared and looked at her and nodded yes. We need a person with your expertise in making my farm and others in the townspeople more profitable. I do n't want to milk another cow. We have found that breast Milk is better and you can serve us. I read your bio on the Internet and live you were a doctor at hospital delivering babies and now you own a big dairy farm. All we require of you is to sign off on the milk and help us create my whiten cream in the jar upstairs. '' said Fred I looked at him and put my hand on my chief. `` What did you do ? '' I asked `` She explained that they needed my theme song on the milk bottles to certified the milk was good and they need my sperm for the Caucasian emollient. I was puzzled but she put down the leather strap and took off her corset and her vast juggs fell into my brass. I started to absorb and bite her nipples and she started to suck and stroked my cock. She deep throated my big cock and licked my balls and rubbed her pap all over my face and pectus. She got up of the ground next to the bed and mounted my peter. She started to tantalise my cock hard and her tits flopped in my face. I tried to move my mitt but I was still tied to the bed. She put her hands on my chest and pounded her twat on my big shaft. I only could accept so a lot pleasure and when she orgasmed on my pecker and got off and she pulled up a big jar next to my putz, I started to cumm. She shot my big encumbrance onto her boldness and skewer my warhead into the jar. She wiped my shaft clean and sealed the jar. '' said Fred. Fred took a sip of his beer and looked around the bar. `` I woke up about an hour later after the adult female had left. The door opened and another adult female came in. She was about 5ft 5 with a garden pink chemise on covering her BBW body. She had brown hose that was held up by some black garter and was wearing 4inch pitch-black chopine high heels. She had a Brobdingnagian white ass and knack over to pluck something off the floor next the bed. She signed in on a short letter pad and took off her pink intimate apparel. She measured 42FF - 38 waist - 40 ass. She also had two prominent titty that were capped off my two Brobdingnagian nipples the size of my thumb. Her nipples were wet and she fondled her tit causing hot White River milk to scud out and dry land on my stomach. 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 slit in my face. She reached down and f***ed my headland into her pussy. I was licking and sucking her cunt lip with my glossa and she orgamsed flooding my mouth. She screamed and moaned and clamped on my head as she had another orgasm. She then got up and sat down on the milking stool next to the bed and plugged in the milking machine. She put two big chalk containers on her nipples and breast and then the milk squirted out her nipples and into a long tube that lead too a big milk container on the trading floor. My dick was still concentrated watching her and she got back up and sat down on my face again. I started to lick and absorb her and could see the milk shooting out her nipples and she orgamsed on my grimace. After an minute she got up and left me with a grueling on and picked up her big jar of Milk and smiled at me. '' said Fred. My dick was getting hard in my dungaree and I was having a hard time listening to Fred story. `` I went to sl**p and woke up the next day. The first cleaning lady brought me breakfast and let me use the bathroom. She tied my stage back but let my arms devoid. A couple of house later as I was still defenseless lying in the bed I could her foot steps over principal from upstairs and then the door to my room opened. There was a blonde woman who was about 5ft 9 with big curly hair and who was wearing a riding kit. She measured 38GG - 34 waist - 44 ass. She had struggle tight John Brown trouser and a white blouse that was stretched out but could not hide her huge juggs. I saw she had the like jar the get-go woman 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 diminished rose tattoo on her ankle joint. She had big meaty second joint and a Brobdingnagian ass that was tan to meet her physical structure. She had two big fat pap on her vast tits and she was also producing Milk River from her big juggs. Her name was Lola and she sucked my cock and fondled my big balls and licked my ass jam as she let me eat her big pussy. She also put the milking machine on her breast and got into a sixty nine position so I could eat her pussy and fondle her big ass. I moved my work force all over her ass and tugged on her hip joint. I felt her put the flannel jar next to my dick and when she deep throated my dick and kissed one ball I erupted and she pulled my dick out and tear my payload into the jar. '' said Fred. `` What happen next ? '' I said. `` I have met over 20 cleaning lady who have come to the farm menage to give rise milk. All the charwoman are either BBW or SSBW and have immense knocker and ass. They sometimes fuck me or I eat there pussy so they will produce more than Milk. They feed me and let me take the air around the farm with the discernment I will not try to escape. They have sex with me as many as a XII times a day. I was beginning to miss my f****y and tonight I was able to sneak out when the woman of the house went into township to get some Milk River 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 English door had opened and the bartender was just closing the room access. `` Do you want me to forebode your f****y or collapse them a message. I can drive you to Paris in my car out front. '' I said. `` I am not for sure what I want to do. '' said Fred. I shifted my operose on in my gasp 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 have another drink. The deoxyephedrine felt warm and when I began to drink my beer I looked at Fred. He was drinking his deoxyephedrine and I noticed his drink was white. His head tilt down and his centre closed. He slump to the incline. My eyes were getting darker and I fell off my professorship onto he ground. I looked up and noticed a tall char in a over coat 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 iron boot that went over her knees. character 2 cumming soon Buck xoox