I had business in John Griffith Chaney and need to get there in a day and half. I did not leave myself a great deal fourth dimension but I had node who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to sign some papers to take a crap it official. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the road had become dangerous. I need to regain a hotel and something to eat before it got to late. It was nearly midnight when I finally found a Pub near a malicious gossip road, I had taken by misapprehension. It was only a few miles from the highway and I knew I could get back in the break of day. I got out my Porsche and opened the room access to the Pub. The Le French Milk Pub & Inn was a little but countrified Pub with 2 way and a modest 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 lovesome and the old man brought me some roast boeuf and potatoes about 20 minute later. There was no one in the Pub and I had two Thomas More beers before I finished my meal. About an time of day later I looked outside from a windowpane over my shoulder and poster the rainwater was coming down harder. I could barely see my car in the drive. 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 shot of whiskey and 2 beers before he took of his pelage and put it on the spinal column of his death chair. He looked my centering and raised his beer towards me and smiled. The bartender came over and took my stunner 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, please sit down. Looks like you have had a recollective night. '' I said. `` American ? '' He said. I nodded yes and then sipped my beer. `` I am Gallic 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 months. I am a sales 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 able-bodied to leave. Can you keep a undercover ? '' I nodded yes and put down my pint on the old wooden table and pulled my tail closer to him. `` first gear my name is Fred and the story I am about to enjoin is not for the syncope of heart. It happen to me and I am afraid I may never be able to leave this town or the farmer who I came to see a few month ago. '' said Fred. I took off my Methedrine 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 of milk that she needed me to produce and trade for her. She told me to come alone and as fast as possible to help oneself her. I did not tell my f****y were I was going and got in my summercater car and drove 12 hours to see her. It was raining that night just liketonight. '' said Fred. There was some big H and a light up deadbolt 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 theater and I followed her inside. She took my coat and put my briefcase next to the kitchen mesa. She reached into her ice box and pulled out two Milk River juggs and placed them on the table. She popped off the top and poured each one of us a methamphetamine of milk. She got up and went into her living room and came back with some cookie and a jar of white emollient. '' said Fred. I folded my hired man in my lap and moved my feet under the board and curled up my right arm towards my nerve. I looked and noticed Fred external respiration had increased. `` I took a bite of the cooky and sipped the Milk in the methamphetamine. It was cold and she sat and looked at me. She took of the lid to the jar of white cream. She used her fingers to extract some White River cream and placed in her palm. She warmed her decoration and rubbed the cream on my hand. I drank the milk glass faster and had a weird mavin on my peel. I looked at her and my eyes were beginning to conclude. 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 minute later. I was in a elbow room that was 12x12x12 and was lying on a small bed. There were only four metal walls and a small toilet on the far end. There was a milk machine next to the head of the bed on my left side. I moved my arms 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 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 realize any sense. '' said Fred. I moved in my seat and squeezed my hands as I looked at Fred and waited for more than of his story. `` The door to my room swung surface and the women who I had met earlier was standing there. She was about 5ft 8 with big opprobrious leather boots that came above her knee joint. She had jet black long hair that flowed passed her shoulders and weary lots of makeup. She had big red fiery lip and smelled of cheap fragrance. She had on a big black girdle that was tied tightly around her huge chest. She was a large women who I would study later was called a SSBW. She had a leather strap in her justly hand and with her left she unbuckled her bra and her big 44HH titty fell down to her waist. She measured 44 HH - 42 waist - 54 ass. She was not wearing panties and her big hairy kitty-cat was a great deal. I could see her big cunt rim looking at me and she barely could motivate as she walked toward me. '' said Fred. I gulped my beer and shifted my system of weights on my professorship. `` Fred I brought you to this farm for only one use. You are to help me and my Quaker in this Town realise money. You will do everything I say. You will ask no questions. If you are unspoiled I may let you provide over sentence. 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 town more profitable. I do n't desire to milk another cow. We have found that tit Milk River is better and you can help us. I read your bio on the cyberspace and know you were a MD at hospital delivering baby and now you own a big dairy farm. All we require of you is to signal off on the Milk River and help us produce my White 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 bottles to evidence the Milk was good and they need my spermatozoon 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 look. I started to suck and bite her nipples and she started to suck and stroked my pecker. She deep throated my big dick 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 ride my peter hard and her titty flopped in my face. I tried to move my hands but I was still tied to the bed. She put her hands on my bureau and pounded her pussy on my big cock. I only could take so much pleasure and when she orgasmed on my dick and got off and she pulled up a big jar next to my cock, I started to cumm. She shot my big load onto her face and spit my load 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 threshold opened and another women came in. She was about 5ft 5 with a garden pink shift on covering her BBW trunk. She had brown hose that was held up by some blacken garter and was wearing 4inch sinister platform high heel. She had a immense White ass and bent over to pick something off the level next the bed. She signed in on a preeminence 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 nipple the size of my thumb. Her mamilla were wet and she fondled her breast causing hot albumen Milk to shoot out and land on my stomach. My shaft 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 pussy in my nerve. She reached down and f***ed my head into her snatch. I was licking and sucking her cunt brim with my tongue and she orgamsed flooding my oral fissure. She screamed and moaned and clamped on my head as she had another coming. She then got up and sat down on the milking stool next to the bed and plugged in the milking automobile. She put two big field glass containers on her nipples and breast and then the Milk River squirted out her nipples and into a yearn tube that pencil lead too a big milk container on the floor. My dick was still unvoiced watching her and she got back up and sat down on my face again. I started to cream and suck her and could see the Milk shooting out her nipples and she orgamsed on my side. After an hour 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 jean and I was having a hard time listening to Fred write up. `` I went to sl**p and woke up the side by side day. The first women brought me breakfast and let me use the bathroom. She tied my peg back but let my weapon free. A duet of house later as I was still defenseless fabrication in the bed I could her foot steps over pass from upstairs and then the threshold to my room opened. There was a blonde womanhood who was about 5ft 9 with big curly hair and who was wearing a riding rig. She measured 38GG - 34 waist - 44 ass. She had skin smashed brownness gasp and a Andrew Dickson White blouse that was stretched out but could not conceal her immense juggs. I saw she had the same jar the first off fair sex 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 ft with pink painted toe nail and a small rose tattoo on her mortise joint. She had big meaty thighs and a huge ass that was tan to twin her organic structure. She had two big fat nipples on her huge pap and she was also producing milk from her big juggs. Her epithet was Lola and she sucked my cock and fondled my big testis and licked my ass golf hole 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 deal all over her ass and tugged on her rose hip. I felt her put the white jar next to my dick and when she deep throated my pecker and kissed one ballock I erupted and she pulled my cock out and dissipate my cargo into the jar. '' said Fred. `` What materialise future ? '' I said. `` I have met over 20 women who have come to the farm theatre to produce Milk River. All the women are either BBW or SSBW and have huge mamilla and ass. They sometimes fuck me or I eat there pussy so they will produce more milk. They feed me and let me take the air around the farm with the understanding I will not try to escape. They have sex with me as many as a dozen sentence a day. I was beginning to miss my f****y and tonight I was able to pinch 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 of battle just over there. '' said Fred. I looked over at the end of the bar and noticed the incline room access had opened and the mixologist was just closing the door. `` Do you want me to yell 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 hard on in my bloomers and placed my hand on the table. Fred and I were still talking and not paying attending. I reached down to get my beer to feature another drink. The glass felt warm and when I began to booze my beer I looked at Fred. He was drinking his glass and I noticed his beverage was white. His head tilt down and his eyes closed. He slump to the side of meat. My eyes were getting darker and I fell off my chair onto he ground. I looked up and noticed a improbable women in a over coating and she was giving 6 containers of milk to the bartender. She walked over and looked down at me and I noticed her mordant leather boots that went over her knees. part 2 cumming soon sawbuck xoox