I had business in John Griffith Chaney and need to get there in a day and one-half. I did not result myself much meter but I had clients who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to bless some document to micturate it official. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads had become life-threatening. I need to see 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 stat mi from the highway and I knew I could get back in the break of day. I got out my Porsche and opened the threshold to the Pub. The Le French people Milk Pub & Inn was a pocket-size but rustic Pub with 2 elbow room and a lowly Pub with some French beer on tap. I sat down in a street corner 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 squawk and potatoes about 20 minutes later. There was no one in the Pub and I had two more beers before I finished my meal. About an hour later I looked outside from a window over my shoulder and poster the rain was coming down harder. I could barely see my car in the driveway. I did however see a man run by the movement of the pub and come in the side threshold. The man quickly took seat at the bar. He had a shot of whiskey and 2 beers before he took of his coat and put it on the back of his chair. He looked my charge and raised his beer towards me and smiled. The barkeep came over and took my dishful 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 long Night. '' I said. `` American ? '' He said. I nodded yes and then sipped my beer. `` I am French and I have been stuck in this town for some prison term. What day is it. '' He said. `` Novemebr 30. '' I said. `` My god I have been here for 3 months. I am a sales event man for a big dairy farm farm near Paris and came here to match a farmer who was selling Milk. I have been here since the end of August and have not been able to leave alone. Can you celebrate a privy ? '' I nodded yes and put down my pint on the old wooden table and pulled my nates closer to him. `` first off my name is Fred and the story I am about to distinguish is not for the faint of tenderness. It happen to me and I am afraid I may never be able to leave this town or the Fannie Merritt Farmer who I came to see a few calendar month ago. '' said Fred. I took off my glasses and wiped them and took another sip of my beer. `` I got a call from a charwoman who lived on a farm and she had come up with a new steel of Milk that she needed me to produce and sell for her. She told me to come alone and as quickly 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 hours to see her. It was raining that night just liketonight. '' said Fred. There was some thunder and a illume thunderbolt flashed outside the window. 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 coat and put my briefcase next to the kitchen table. She reached into her ice box and pulled out two Milk River juggs and placed them on the tabular array. She popped off the top and poured each one of us a chicken feed of milk. She got up and went into her living room and came back with some cooky and a jar of bloodless cream. '' said Fred. I folded my hands in my lap and moved my groundwork under the table and curled up my right arm towards my face. I looked and noticed Fred respiration had increased. `` I took a bite of the cookies and sipped the Milk in the chalk. It was cold and she sat and looked at me. She took of the lid to the jar of E. B. White emollient. She used her finger to extract some white ointment and placed in her palm. She warmed her palm and rubbed the cream on my hands. I drank the milk glass faster and had a Weird sensation on my hide. I looked at her and my eyes were beginning to close. My sight 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 small bed. There were only four metal walls and a humble toilet on the far end. There was a milk automobile next to the question of the bed on my left slope. 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 foot of the bed. I yelled for assist and moved around but no one could here me. I kept thinking back to what materialise but it did not pass water any sense. '' said Fred. I moved in my bum and squeezed my hands as I looked at Fred and waited for Sir Thomas More of his narrative. `` The door to my way swung heart-to-heart 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 knee joint. She had jet inkiness long hair that flowed passed her shoulder joint and wore raft of makeup. She had big red fiery back talk and smelled of cheap perfume. She had on a big black corset that was tied tightly around her huge breast. She was a large women who I would learn later was called a SSBW. She had a leather strap in her good handwriting and with her left she unbuckled her bra and her big 44HH pap fell down to her waistline. She measured 44 HH - 42 waist - 54 ass. She was not wearing pantie and her big hairy pussy was a mess. I could see her big cunt lips looking at me and she barely could strike as she walked toward me. '' said Fred. I gulped my beer and shifted my weight on my professorship. `` Fred I brought you to this farm for only one intention. You are to avail me and my friends in this town make money. You will do everything I say. You will ask no enquiry. If you are good I may let you leave over metre. I was scared and looked at her and nodded yes. We need a soul with your expertise in making my farm and others in the townsfolk more profitable. I do n't desire to milk another cow. We have found that tit milk is better and you can help us. I read your bio on the Internet and know 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 bring forth my white emollient in the jar upstairs. '' said Fred I looked at him and put my deal on my head. `` What did you do ? '' I asked `` She explained that they needed my signature on the milk bottles to endorse the Milk River was in force and they need my sperm cell for the white emollient. I was puzzled but she put down the leather strap and took off her corset and her Brobdingnagian juggs fell into my font. I started to absorb and seize with teeth her nipples and she started to suck and stroked my cock. She deep throated my big cock and licked my testicle and rubbed her mammilla all over my expression and thorax. She got up of the flat coat next to the bed and mounted my cock. She started to ride my cock hard and her titmouse flopped in my fount. I tried to move my hands but I was still tied to the bed. She put her hands on my breast and pounded her puss on my big rooster. 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 ptyalise my load into the jar. She wiped my prick clean and sealed the jar. '' said Fred. Fred took a sip of his beer and looked around the bar. `` I woke up about an hr later after the women had left. The threshold opened and another cleaning woman came in. She was about 5ft 5 with a pink shimmy on covering her BBW body. She had brown hose that was held up by some black garter and was wearing 4inch total darkness platform high heels. She had a huge white ass and bent over to clean something off the floor next the bed. She signed in on a distinction pad and took off her pink lingerie. She measured 42FF - 38 waistline - 40 ass. She also had two declamatory breast that were capped off my two huge tit the size of my thumb. Her pap were wet and she fondled her breast causing hot Theodore Harold White milk to shoot out and 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 pussy in my nerve. She reached down and f***ed my head into her pussycat. I was licking and sucking her cunt sass with my natural language and she orgamsed flooding my mouth. She screamed and moaned and clamped on my head word 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 glass containers on her nipples and breast and then the Milk squirted out her mammilla and into a long tube that lead too a big milk container on the floor. My dick was still operose watching her and she got back up and sat down on my human face again. I started to lick and take in 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 heavily on and picked up her big jar of milk and smiled at me. '' said Fred. My dick was getting hard in my jeans and I was having a hard meter listening to Fred history. `` I went to sl**p and waken up the next day. The first women brought me breakfast and let me use the bathroom. She tied my legs back but let my arms justify. A couplet of house later as I was still raw lying in the bed I could her fundament footprint over head from upstairs and then the doorway to my room opened. There was a blonde woman who was about 5ft 9 with big curly hair and who was wearing a horseback riding rig. She measured 38GG - 34 shank - 44 ass. She had skin pie-eyed Brown University pants and a clean blouse that was stretched out but could not hide her Brobdingnagian juggs. I saw she had the Lapplander jar the first woman had collected my semen in and I figured she was there to get some more. I smiled and watched her take off her wearing apparel. She had petite feet with pink painted toe nail and a small rose tattoo on her ankle. She had big meaty thighs and a vast ass that was tan to tally her eubstance. She had two big fat nipple on her huge pap and she was also producing milk from her big juggs. Her name was Lola and she sucked my cock and fondled my big nut and licked my ass golf hole as she let me eat her big slit. She also put the milking machine on her breast and got into a sixty nine position so I could eat her pussy and caress her big ass. I moved my hands all over her ass and tugged on her hips. I felt her put the White River jar next to my putz and when she deep throated my dick and kissed one ball I erupted and she pulled my dick out and shot my load into the jar. '' said Fred. `` What happen next ? '' I said. `` I have met over 20 womanhood who have come to the farm house to bring out milk. All the women are either BBW or SSBW and have vast 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 apprehension 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 to sneak out when the woman of the star sign went into town to get some milk containers. I saw this Pub as I was coming through the subject just over there. '' said Fred. I looked over at the end of the bar and noticed the position room access had opened and the bartender was just closing the threshold. `` 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 battlefront. '' 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 table. Fred and I were still talking and not paying aid. I reached down to get my beer to experience another drinkable. The glass felt affectionate and when I began to tope my beer I looked at Fred. He was drinking his glass and I noticed his drink was white. His promontory tilt down and his optic closed. He slump to the side. My eyes were getting darker and I fell off my chair onto he ground. I looked up and noticed a marvelous womanhood in a over coat and she was giving 6 containers of milk to the barkeeper. She walked over and looked down at me and I noticed her fatal leather charge that went over her knees. part 2 cumming soon Buck xoox