Tom’s stupid cow of a wife, Julie had always been more trouble than worth. When she had gotten
Tom’s stupid cow of a wife, Julie had always been more trouble than worth. When she had gotten a ‘job’ at the local Rite-Aid making a whopping eight bucks an hour she had strutted for days so proud of herself for contributing. After taxes it was whopping $250 take home. Big fucking whoop. Then the bitch had gotten pregnant and lost the baby, not being able to do that right. That’s when Julie’s depression set in, along with the complaining and whining. After a month, He’d had it. From that night on, every time she bitched she got swatted across the mouth and he kept a record- making Saturday night 'Punishment night’ and giving the cunt ten strokes across her ass for every bitch session and keeping her naked at all times to remind her of her place and keep her humiliated- but more importantly to keep her skin exposed to his merciless lash and ravenous lust. Soon the bitching stopped. Soon she became more like a pet, her eyes wandering to his when she wanted something in a silent plea and he even made her beg for things. Soon she became a pet and stopped being a 'she’ but an 'it’. He made it quit its job, telling it she could still contribute. Tom found a listing on the web for wet nurses to sell their milk, he got an idea. She was still lactating and would be perfect. Every morning He lashed her down hooked her up and pumped her dry sometimes right in front of the couple waiting for its milk. He also started making it wear a cow bell all the time, even changing its name training his new pet to answer when he called, “Elsy”, a sadistic smile on his face every time he heard it clang as she crawled on the floor to Him or when doing its chores and of course, when being milked -- source link