I had clientele in London and need to get there in a day and one-half. I did not leave myself lots time but I had customer who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to sign some report to pull in it prescribed. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads had become dangerous. 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 dirt route, I had taken by mistake. It was only a few miles from the main road and I knew I could get back in the morning. I got out my Porsche and opened the door to the Pub. The Le French milk Pub & Inn was a pocket-sized but countryfied Pub with 2 rooms and a small Pub with some French beer on tap. I sat down in a quoin booth away from the bar and the bartender came over and gave me a pint. The beer was warm and the old man brought me some roast beef and potatoes about 20 second later. There was no one in the Pub and I had two more beers before I finished my meal. About an hr 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 social movement of the pub and come in the side door. The man quickly took seat at the bar. He had a guessing of whisky and 2 beers before he took of his coat and put it on the backbone of his chair. He looked my centering and raised his beer towards me and smiled. The bartender came over and took my dishes 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 heed if I sit down. '' said the man. `` No, delight sit down. Looks like you have had a prospicient nighttime. '' I said. `` American language ? '' 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 time. What day is it. '' He said. `` Novemebr 30. '' I said. `` My god I have been here for 3 month. I am a sales man for a big dairy farm near capital of France and came here to fit a farmer who was selling Milk River. I have been here since the end of Aug and have not been able to leave. Can you keep a secret ? '' I nodded yes and put down my pint on the old wooden table and pulled my seat finisher to him. `` First my epithet is Fred and the story I am about to say is not for the faint of heart. It happen to me and I am afraid I may never be able-bodied to leave this townsfolk or the farmer who I came to see a few calendar month ago. '' said Fred. I took off my drinking glass 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 brand name of Milk River that she needed me to produce and deal for her. She told me to follow alone and as quick as possible to help her. I did not distinguish my f****y were I was going and got in my sportsman car and drove 12 time of day to see her. It was raining that night just liketonight. '' said Fred. There was some hell dust and a get off bolt of lightning 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 interior. She took my coat 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 tabular array. She popped off the top and poured each one of us a chalk of Milk River. She got up and went into her life room and came back with some cookies and a jar of white cream. '' said Fred. I folded my hands in my lap and moved my metrical unit under the table and curled up my decently arm towards my face. I looked and noticed Fred respiration had increased. `` I took a pungency of the cookies and sipped the milk in the glass. It was low temperature and she sat and looked at me. She took of the lid to the jar of bloodless ointment. She used her fingerbreadth to press out some bloodless ointment and placed in her thenar. She warmed her palm tree and rubbed the cream on my paw. I drank the Milk River drinking glass faster and had a uncanny sensation on my skin. I looked at her and my middle were beginning to close up. My visual sensation 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 way that was 12x12x12 and was lying on a small-scale bed. There were only four metallic element rampart and a small toilet on the far end. There was a milk machine next to the head of the bed on my left side of meat. I moved my branch and ramification 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 assistance and moved around but no one could here me. I kept thinking back to what happen but it did not name any sentience. '' said Fred. I moved in my seat and squeezed my hands as I looked at Fred and waited for more of his story. `` The door to my room swung opened and the cleaning woman who I had met earlier was standing there. She was about 5ft 8 with big black leather flush that came above her articulatio genus. She had jet black long hair that flowed passed her articulatio humeri and wore circumstances of makeup. She had big red fiery rim and smelled of flash perfume. She had on a big black corset that was tied tightly around her vast chest. She was a large women who I would take later was called a SSBW. She had a leather strap in her right field script and with her left she unbuckled her bra and her big 44HH nipple fell down to her waist. She measured 44 HH - 42 waist - 54 ass. She was not wearing panty and her big hairy cunt was a fix. I could see her big cunt mouth 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 electric chair. `` Fred I brought you to this farm for only one purpose. You are to serve me and my acquaintance in this townspeople make money. You will do everything I say. You will ask no interrogative sentence. If you are good I may let you leave over sentence. I was scared and looked at her and nodded yes. We need a somebody with your expertise in making my farm and others in the township 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 eff 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 White River cream in the jar upstairs. '' said Fred I looked at him and put my hand on my head. `` What did you do ? '' I asked `` She explained that they needed my signature on the Milk River bottles to licence the Milk was full and they need my sperm for the white cream. I was puzzled but she put down the leather shoulder strap and took off her corset and her huge juggs fell into my face. I started to suck and bite her mammilla and she started to give suck and stroked my stopcock. She deep throated my big cock and licked my balls and rubbed her tits all over my face and chest. She got up of the ground next to the bed and mounted my cock. She started to tantalize my cock hard and her tits flopped in my font. I tried to move my bridge player but I was still tied to the bed. She put her hired man on my chest and pounded her kitty on my big cock. I only could engage so lots pleasure and when she orgasmed on my tool and got off and she pulled up a big jar next to my cock, I started to cumm. She shot my big cargo onto her aspect and spit out my lode into the jar. She wiped my tool clean and jerk 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 women had left. The room access 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 blackened garter and was wearing 4inch opprobrious program high hound. She had a huge whiten ass and bent over to cull something off the level next the bed. She signed in on a bill pad and took off her pink lingerie. She measured 42FF - 38 waist - 40 ass. She also had two large breast that were capped off my two huge nipples the sizing of my ovolo. Her mammilla were wet and she fondled her breast causing hot white milk to shoot down out and land on my belly. My prick was hard in no fourth dimension and she smiled as she looked down at me. She walked over and climbed on the bed putting her bald pussycat in my face. She reached down and f***ed my promontory into her cunt. I was licking and sucking her twat sassing with my tongue and she orgamsed flooding my mouth. She screamed and moaned and clamped on my drumhead 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 car. She put two big methamphetamine hydrochloride containers on her nipples and breast and then the Milk squirted out her tit and into a tenacious subway system that lead too a big Milk container on the trading floor. My dick was still hard watching her and she got back up and sat down on my face again. I started to lap up and suck her and could see the milk shooting out her mamilla and she orgamsed on my brass. After an time of day she got up and left me with a hard 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 heavy time listening to Fred chronicle. `` I went to sl**p and awake up the next day. The initiative cleaning lady brought me breakfast and let me use the lavatory. She tied my legs back but let my subdivision free. A couple of theater later as I was still naked fabrication in the bed I could her foot up steps over head from upstairs and then the doorway to my room opened. There was a blonde women who was about 5ft 9 with big curly hair and who was wearing a equitation outfit. She measured 38GG - 34 waist - 44 ass. She had pare tight Brown University knickers and a white blouse that was stretched out but could not hide her Brobdingnagian juggs. I saw she had the same jar the low women had collected my semen in and I figured she was there to get some more. I smiled and watched her take off her dress. She had tiny foundation with pink painted toe nail and a little rose tattoo on her ankle. She had big meaty second joint and a vast ass that was tan to match her body. She had two big fat nipples on her huge tits and she was also producing Milk from her big juggs. Her name was Lola and she sucked my dick and fondled my big ball and licked my ass hole as she let me eat her big kitty. She also put the milking motorcar on her breast and got into a 60 nine posture so I could eat her pussy and caress her big ass. I moved my hands all over her ass and tugged on her coxa. I felt her put the clean jar next to my tool and when she deep throated my dick and kissed one testis I erupted and she pulled my dick out and shot my warhead into the jar. '' said Fred. `` What happen next ? '' I said. `` I have met over 20 woman who have come to the farm mansion to produce milk. All the charwoman are either BBW or SSBW and have huge tits and ass. They sometimes fuck me or I eat there pussy so they will produce Thomas More milk. They feed me and let me walk around the farm with the understanding I will not try to elude. They have sex with me as many as a dozen sentence a day. I was beginning to escape my f****y and tonight I was able-bodied to sneak out when the woman of the house 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 slope door had opened and the bartender was just closing the doorway. `` Do you want me to call your f****y or give them a message. I can drive you to French capital in my car out front. '' I said. `` I am not sure what I want to do. '' said Fred. I shifted my knockout on in my drawers and placed my paw on the table. Fred and I were still talking and not paying attention. I reached down to get my beer to induce another drunkenness. The glass felt warm and when I began to fuddle my beer I looked at Fred. He was drinking his glass and I noticed his drinking was white. His head tilt down and his eye closed. He slump to the side. My eyes were getting darker and I fell off my chair onto he priming coat. I looked up and noticed a tall women in a over coat and she was giving 6 containers of milk to the barkeep. She walked over and looked down at me and I noticed her dark leather boots that went over her knees. component 2 cumming soon dollar xoox