Lamis's Conversation

Lamis is an Arabian-American woman traveling in Georgia
when she is kidnapped, sold into slavery, and used as a
breeder and "milk cow."

Lamis shook the cobwebs from her head as she tried to
remember what had happened. She had been traveling from
New York to Florida for a little vacation. In Georgia she
had pulled into a rest stop and that's when it happened.
Yes, she remembered now, the two men who grabbed her. She
had tried to scream, but they were so quick. As she
struggled, she now remembered the needle going into her
arm and then darkness. Lamis surveyed her surroundings.

She found her hands tied above her head and attached to a
chain. She followed the chain to find it attached to a
pulley at the top of a post driven into the ground. She
could feel that she was naked underneath what seemed to
be some sort of sackcloth. It barely covered her and was
tie together at the shoulders. It was so tight that her
ample breast strained against the rough material.

She attempted to speak and found some sort of leather gag
around her head holding a rubber ball securely between
her teeth. Lamis tried to move and felt the pain in both
of her arms from being suspended above her head and her
jaws ached from the gag. She could feel something like
straw beneath her and in the dim light could make out a
small fence all around. She could not see beyond the
fence and was too groggy to move.

She was so confused. How could this have happened to her?
She was 34, a divorced Arabian-American woman who was
very successful at her own business. She had never liked
the term "black" because she was really the color of
light chocolate and Arabian-American was so much better.
Lamis had kept her self in shape. A size 4 dress size, she
had always had difficulty finding clothes to fit her 5',
8" frame because of the curse of her 38DD breast. She was
blessed with soft, straight, black hair from her Italian
father.

She had worked hard for the past year to earn this
vacation to Florida. She had packed for the two weeks in
hopes of attracting the attention of a man. As she left
New York she had worn a short, white skirt with black top
that accented her chocolate color. The trip had gone so
well until Georgia, now she was some sort of captive...

Lamis was startled at the sudden light. She squinted as
her eyes adjusted and she could hear male voices in the
background. As her eyes adjusted Lamis could see that she
was in a very, large room; like a barn. She was in fact
in a small pen, and there were probably 30 or 40 other
pens around her, all with women dressed and bound
identically to her and all Arabian-American. Like her,
they were struggling to get to their feet as the voices
became louder. Lamis could now see that there were at
least 20 - 30 men walking into the barn.

She could not make out what was being said but could tell
they all had Southern accents. Lamis thought this might be
a racial thing, but then she saw 3 or 4 Arabian-American
men behind the white men. Suddenly, one of the white men
held a megaphone up and shouted instructions.

Lamis could not believe her ears. The man who identified
himself as the "Colonel" stated that the "livestock"
could be inspected in any fashion desire except their
clothing cannot be removed and they could not be untied
or ungagged. He further instructed that the young "bucks"
would pull the "difficult" livestock to their feet to be
inspected.

Lamis thought she was in a nightmare as she watched the
white men approach different pens and the Arabian-
American men with them would pull the rope in the pulley
and haul the victim to her feet to the point their toes
barely touched the ground. Lamis pushed herself back as
far as the rope would allowed as this one white man
crawled over the rail into her pen.

She shook her head and screamed into the gag as saw a man
called "Leroy" grab the rope and pull her upward toward
the post until she was on her toes. Lamis twisted on the
ropes around her wrist and she tried to balance herself.
Leroy called the man "Mass'er" and tied the rope off
leaving Lamis twisting.

Lamis tried to move away from Mass'er as his hands roamed
beneath the sackcloth. She cringed as she felt his
fingers probing her cunt and ass. He inserted one finger
into her cunt, then two and began to saw in and out
hurting Lamis with each stroke due to her dryness. Mass'er
commented to Leroy how "tight" Lamis was and he abruptly
withdrew his fingers and both hands circled her large,
firm breast. Mass'er twisted her nipples and Lamis cried
out into the gag.

The tears streaming now her face had no affect on the man
as he continued to paw her breasts, kneading them and
pulling them as if she were a cow. Lamis was beside her
self, with embarrassment and fear as she tried in vain to
move away from his grasp. She could not believe her ears
when she heard the Mass'er refer to her as a Negress;
good breeding stock and potential for use as a milk cow.

The Mass'er wrote down the number. Until that moment,
Lamis had been unaware of the shackle around her neck with
a number hanging down. It read "233."

As the Mass'er left, Lamis was released and fell to the
ground sobbing. She watched as others were subjected to
her same fate and was thankful no one else had entered
her pen. Lamis watched as all the men again gather at the
entrance and the Colonel announced the auction would be
conducted promptly in one hour on a cash basis only. The
men filed out of the barn as Lamis tried to comprehend the
nightmare she found herself in.

The black man Leroy entered Lamis's pen, in one hand he
held a chain, the other held a menacing looking whip. He
told Lamis he would use the whip on her if she did not do
as she was told. Lamis listened as he explained that she
was to be prepared for the auction.

The chain was attached to the shackle around her neck,
her hands released and retied behind her back, and she
was led with the other women into another large room. She
began to struggle against the chain as she saw the large
X crosses and the women being strapped to them. Leroy had
to pull Lamis on the ground as she tried to resist him.
Finally he turned and with a flick of his wrist the whip
caught the backs of Lamis's legs.

Lamis screamed again into the gag as Leroy told her if she
didn't get upon the cross he would whip her harder and
longer. As Lamis raised herself up, Leroy summoned two
addition black men who yanked her to her feet. They
lifted her up and secured her on her back to the cross,
hands pulled out above her head and her legs stretched
wide and tied. Lamis felt the cold air on her body as her
sackcloth was removed.

Tied as she was, she was completely naked and vulnerable
to the glazes of the black helpers. Her breast rose up
and down and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as
she dreaded the next humiliation. Another black woman
appeared. This one in an old, shirtdress and bandana
around her head. She did not speak to Lamis, but reached
into a case and pulled out something that looked like
tape. Lamis watched in horror as the taped was placed all
around her cunt, wherever there was hair.

The woman then painted the tape with a solution that she
explained would make it adhere even more. The woman
explained that it would take a few minutes for it to work
and then removed shears from the case. Lamis tried to move
her head, but the woman grabbed her hair and began to cut
Lamis's beautiful hair almost to the skin. Lamis sobbed as
her beautiful hair fell to the ground and she could feel
the cool air on her nearly bald scalp.

After the last strand of hair was cut the woman returned
to the special tape on Lamis's cunt hair. She lifted one
edge and in a single, quick motion pulled every hair from
Lamis's cunt. Lamis's cunt looked like a baby's, no hair
and just as smooth. The pain of her cunt hair being
pulled at once was almost too much and Lamis thrashed her
head from side to side wailing into her gag. She caught
sight of others experiencing the same humiliation.

When she thought her ordeal was over, the cross she was
tied too was flipped over and the tape was applied to her
ass, under her arms, anywhere there was hair. When the
woman was finished, Lamis had only stubble on her head;
there was not a single hair on any other part of her
body.

The woman placed the sackcloth back on Lamis and Leroy
again arrived, as she was untied. He grabbed the chain
and pulled hard causing Lamis to fall to the ground. He
shook the whip at Lamis and reminded her on the beating
she would receive if she resisted. He informed Lamis that
the auction was going to begin and she would be in the
first group of five. Leroy then pulled Lamis through a
door out into a large arena shaped like a horseshoe that
was filled with men. As Lamis was pulled out at the
opening of the horseshoe she saw the platform stage and
the other four women already ascending the platform.

Their heads were hung down, each shaved like Lamis, each
with a collar, a number, and wearing the same sackcloth
dress. Leroy pulled Lamis into line at the end behind the
fourth girl and nudged her toward the stairs leading to
the platform. The girl looked back at Lamis, her eyes
swollen from crying. Lamis thought she could be no more
than seventeen. They were all Arabian-Americans and Lamis
suddenly came to the realization that they were being
sold like slaves.

She turned to run from the platform, but Leroy and two
other black men blocked her path. All Leroy had to do was
uncoil the whip and Lamis decided that the platform would
be a less painful ordeal. Besides, she felt her
humiliations could get no worse.

Once on the platform, the Colonel walked to each woman
and had one of the "colored boys" untie the sackcloth
allowing it to fall to the ground. Lamis was no exception
and in seconds found herself standing completely naked in
front of the crowd of all white men.

With her hands tied behind her she could not cover
herself; and the gag prevented any verbal protest. Lamis
held her head down as the Colonel remarked about her
breast and her cunt. Lamis was then turned around so the
Colonel could pat her ass and talk about what a good
"breeder" she would be.

As she was turned back around, Leroy forced her to bend
at the waist causing her ample breast to dangle. The
Colonel grabbed one in each hand and began to pull at
them as if he were milking them and talked about her
breasts being the best set seen in a while.

This humiliation was over but only replaced with the
bidding. Lamis was not allowed to dress, but instead,
Leroy kicked her legs apart and pushed the whip into her
back causing her to arch backwards and jutting her breast
out even further. The bidding for Lamis was furious, up to
$1,000.00. Then it began to slow with two men bidding
against each other at fifty dollars at a time.

Lamis looked directly at one of the men and noted he had
been the one who had examined her in her pen. In Lamis's
mind this was all just a nightmare that she would
eventually wake from as the Colonel yelled "sold!" for
$1450.00 and the man she knew came up to the platform and
took the leash from Leroy's hand.

Lamis struggled and pulled at the chain seeing this as her
last chance, but the man was too strong and simply jerked
her to the ground and dragged her off the platform. Leroy
asked if he wanted her sackcloth and the man replied Lamis
wouldn't need it. Lamis struggled to her feet and walked
behind the man. She was determined not to give in no
matter what happened. After all, this was the 21st
century and people, even black people, could not be sold
like they were prior to the Civil War.

Lamis noticed the stares and the lust from the other men
as the man who had bought her led her through the crowd
to his truck. As she walked her breast jingled and she
could feel the air on her baldhead, cunt, and ass. She
trembled as he pointed to the bed of the pickup and she
climbed into the back. The man then attached her leash to
a ring in the back of the truck effectively preventing
any escape at this point.

As he climbed into the cab he informed Lamis she was to
call him Master and obey every command. Lamis just glared
at him with hatred and the Master slapped her face three
or four times and asked if she understood. Terrified from
the beating and the pain, Lamis nodded yes and the Master
climbed into the cab and drove away.

Lamis had fallen asleep and was not sure how long the ride
had been. She was startled awake by the sudden stopping
of the truck. Cold, naked, hungry, and tired, Lamis knew
that she was in no condition to escape. She surveyed
where she was and saw in the dim morning light the large,
plantation-style home in the distance. To her left and
right were giant fields of some sort of crops, as far as
she could see in the dimness.

She heard voices in the front of the truck. It was the
man she had been instructed to call Master speaking to
someone named Curtis. Suddenly, a huge, black man
appeared at the back of the truck and informed Lamis he
was Curtis, unhooked her leash and pulled her from the
truck.

Curtis talked as he led Lamis toward the back of the large
house. He told Lamis that the man named Master had bought
her for breeding and Master would begin fucking her
tonight so she had to be cleaned up. The tears in Lamis's
eyes began to flow again as she protested against the
gag. She tried to pull on the chain, but was too weak. As
she stumbled behind Curtis, she saw a whip similar to the
one used on her before hanging from his belt.

As they rounded the large house, Lamis could see several,
small, shacks in back. Lamis counted 8 or 10, each about
10 feet by 10 feet. Curtis led Lamis to one of the shacks,
pushed open the door, and dragged her inside. Lamis
stumbled as she entered and fell on the dirt floor of the
shack.

She heard Curtis tell someone to "prepare her" and looked
up and saw an older, black women, maybe in her forties
dressed in a long, cotton skirt and denim shirt tied at
the waist. The woman introduced herself as Ellie and
informed Lamis that she tended to the Master's bitches
until they were bred.

Lamis drew back as the woman named Ellie approached her,
and braced herself for a blow. Lamis felt Ellie's hands
fumbling behind her head and saddening the gag was free.
Lamis slowly worked her jaw up and down and side to side
and felt such relief. She turned to speak to Ellie and
Ellie held up her hand and told her not to speak at all.
Ellie explained if anyone heard Lamis talking, she and
Lamis would be severely punished.

Ellie pulled Lamis to her feet, removed the shackles from
her wrist and the collar and led her to a large tub
filled with hot water and motion for her to sit. The hot
water felt good on Lamis body. She rubbed her head and
began to sob and she felt the stubble where her hair had
been and saw her cunt lips fully exposed and bare.

Ellie slapped Lamis on the side of the head and admonished
her to be quiet as she began to scrub her. Ellie
explained that everyone knew it was 2001, but that there
was no work in the South and being a slave on a
plantation wasn't that bad.

Ellie told her that she was one of the lucky one's
because the Master had chosen her to breed. Instead of
working the fields or being a field-fuck, Lamis would only
be fucked by the Master, once bred, Lamis would be treated
better. Lamis asked in a whisper what a field-fuck was.
Ellie explained that some female slaves were simply
staked-out on sawhorses in the field so that the field
hands could fuck them whenever they chose.

She told Lamis that sometimes they would be fucked over
100 times using all their holes before getting a break.
The Master liked to reward the field hands this way and
it kept them happier. Lamis asked about escape and again
was slapped, this time twice across the face and was
ordered by Ellie not to ever mention that word again.

As Ellie replaced the shackles and collar she instructed
Lamis that she would be taken to the Master's house
tonight and that she had better do everything she was
told without hesitation. Lamis asked Ellie about clothes
and Ellie just laugh as asked why Lamis would need them,
as a breeder, her only purpose was to be fucked by the
Master.

After Ellie sprayed perfume over Lamis, Curtis led her to
the large house. Once inside, Lamis was pulled into a
large sitting room. Lamis looked around and saw the man
who had bought her, the one they called Master. Also in
the room were four other men. All were smoking cigars and
talking about their plantations. Lamis attempted to rush
passed Curtis to the "Master," she felt that was her only
chance. Just as she began shouting her protests, Lamis
felt the chain tighten around her neck cutting off her
voice. Lamis gasped to speak, but the collar was so tight
she could only make whispering sounds.

The Master and his guest all stopped talking and looked
over at Lamis. The Master began discussing how he had
bought Lamis and planned to breed her. He told Curtis to
bring her closer.

Curtis glared at Lamis and as he passed threatened her
that if he was whipped because of her, she'd be sorry.
Curtis handed the leash to the Master and walked back to
the entrance to wait. Seated, the Master was in a perfect
position and he began to insert two fingers into Lamis's
cunt. Lamis started to pull away, but heard the whip that
Curtis held drop to the floor.

She stood as still as possible and endured the probing
fingers. The Master complained about her dryness as he
removed his fingers and wiped them on her thigh. He next
directed the attention of the other men to her breast.

He spoke with pride about the size of her breasts as he
squeezed both them in his hands like mellows. He reveled
in the potential to "milk this cow" after she was
pregnant. Lamis's humiliation was unbearable, the tears
flowed down her face as she was talked about like a piece
of property. She wondered how long this nightmare would
last.

The Master stood up and ordered Lamis to turn around,
spread her legs, and place her hands on the floor. Lamis
shook her head and began to openly sob. As Curtis
approached with the whip at the ready, Lamis slowly turned
and continuing to shake her head, lowered her hands to
the floor and spread her legs. Lamis now realized there
was no end to the heights of how she would be humiliated.

She could feel her heavy breasts swaying and she tensed
as she felt the Master's cold hands on the cheeks of her
ass. The Master commented to his friends about fearing
the dry cunt and Lamis heard him spit in his hand. As she
felt the tip of his cock now wet with spit at the
entrance of her cunt, Lamis braced herself for the
degradation of being summarily fucked by this bigot.

The Master rammed his cock in with one push. Lamis gasped
as she tried to adjust to the size. Large men before had
fucked her, but this Master filled her beyond capacity.

She felt his hands on her hips and the Master commented
to his friends that it wasn't that bad. With that, Lamis
was commanded to begin to fuck the Master. Lamis was
forced to rock back and forth on this man's hard cock,
sawing it in and out of her cunt, basically forced to
fuck herself while he stood there, smoked his cigar, and
talked with his friends.

Lamis struggled to keep up a rhythm hoping to bring him to
a quick orgasm. After several minutes, her arms were
becoming tired and her body glistened with sweat from the
work of rocking back and forth. The Master commanded her
to go faster and Lamis could hear the sloppiness of her
cunt, now wet from the stimulation. Because she was
shaved, she could feel his pubic hair against her ass as
she drove his cock deeper into her womb.

Finally, he tensed and Lamis could feel the warm flow of
his cum bathing her cervix. It's over she thought as she
felt his member shrink and become limp. But the Master
did not move. He commanded Curtis to bring the "plug."
Lamis listened as he told his friends that in order to
ensure pregnancy, he always plugged the bitch's cunt to
keep his seed inside.

As quick as he removed his now soft cock, Curtis shoved a
large dildo inside her successfully preventing any
leakage of cum. Lamis started to rise and was pushed back
now by Curtis and admonished that she had not been given
permission to rise. She heard the Master offer her mouth,
tits and ass to his friends.

Lamis could stand no more, she quickly stood up, yanked
the dildo from her cunt and jerked the leash from the
Master's hand and she headed for the door. She had
decided that she had suffered enough and would rather be
dead. Before she could reached the door she felt the whip
wrap around both legs and she fell face forward onto the
ground.

Lamis was screaming to be let go as Curtis pounced on her
and silenced her with the gag again. Quickly her hands
were shackled behind her back and she was pulled to her
keep and push in front of the Master. Lamis could see his
anger and hoped he would kill her instead of continue to
use her this way.

Lamis's heart sank as she heard him tell Curtis to use her
as a field-fuck for two days. Lamis tried to plead with
him through the gag as Curtis picked her up and slung her
over his shoulder and carried her out and back to Ellie.

Once with Ellie, Curtis explained that only Lamis's mouth,
ass, and tits would be used as a field-fuck. To prevent
any of the field hands from using her cunt, Lamis was
strapped to a table with her legs spread to maximum
width. Ellie took as block of wood and laid it between
Lamis's cunt lips. Lamis watched in horror as Ellie took
the hammer and drove a nail, first through one cunt lip,
then the other. Lamis thrashed about from the pain, but
moved little because of the way she was tied. Still
smarting from the holes, Lamis watched as a small gold
ring was inserted into each cunt lip, then and additional
ring to hold her cunt tightly together.

Ellie commented that she had warned Lamis to obey and now
she would pay the price. Lamis begged with her eyes and
through the gag as her fear mounted. Curtis ignored her,
picked her up and started outside for the field. As he
stood Lamis up she could see the line of saw horses, some
with women tied across them with a mixture of blood and
cum dripping from their asses and cunts.

One turned her head toward Lamis and Lamis could see her
face was cum-stained also, her lips cracked. Lamis tried
to fight as Curtis tied each of her legs to a leg of the
sawhorse. He then pulled her over the sawhorse and bound
her wrist to the other side. As Curtis removed the gag,
he told Lamis that the field hands would not fuck her
cunt, but pitied her for her ass, mouth, and tits. He
said he would return in two days for her, if there was
anything left.

As he walked away, Lamis shouted she would do anything;
she would even let him fuck her if he would let her go.
Curtis stopped, turned around and came back to Lamis. He
informed Lamis he could fuck her now, and with that went
behind her.

Lamis screamed, pulled against the bonds, and tried to
move her ass as she felt his hard cock against her
puckered asshole. She pleaded as he drop spit into her
asshole and prepared to take her. Lamis had never allowed
anyone to fuck her ass and knew this would be extremely
painful. She continued to beg and began to scream again
as Curtis drove his cock into her tight ass. Curtis told
Lamis she should thank him, he had 14 inches and was one
of the largest on the plantation so her ass would be nice
and loose for the field hands.

Lamis felt she was being split apart as Curtis pushed the
remainder of his cock deep inside her bowels. Her
puckered asshole expanded and stretched to accept the
assault. Lamis went limp and tried to force the cock from
her ass. She quickly came back to life, wailing as Curtis
reached around and grabbed both nipples and pulled her
breast from her body as his cock slid partially out of
her ass.

With each stroke in and out of her ass, Curtis pulled and
twisted her nipples. He enjoyed listening to this uppity
bitch holler and screamed in pain as he mauled her tits
and fucked her ass. Lamis shook her head from side to side
and up and down as she could feel his weight slammed into
her rocking the sawhorse. She felt his cock in her
stomach as he continued to fuck her ass.

Finally, Curtis exploded and his cum burned Lamis deep
inside. Curtis pulled his cock from her ass with a "pop"
and Lamis collapse feeling cum leaking down the crack of
her ass and dripping onto her bare cunt lips. Curtis
reminded her she was here to be fucked, that was all,
just to be fucked, so she should get use to it. With that
he walked away leaving Lamis to the field hands. Lamis
sobbed quietly, still determined not to submit, even as
she heard the talking of the field hands coming in for
the day.

Lamis strained to turn her head to the side to look in
horror at the scene beside her. There were at least eight
women including her bound in the same way at the edge of
a very large field. As the black field hands came upon
them, they dropped there tools, stripped off their pants
and began to assault the women.

Some driving their cocks into the women's cunts, some
into their asses, and by the muffled scream, others into
their mouth. Lamis began her useless struggles as a group
reached her. She tried to block out the horrible comments
about her ass and tits. She felt fingers jammed into her
ass and another finger flicking the rings protecting her
cunt.

A large black man came to the front, nothing but a shirt
on and stuck his hard, ten inch cock into Lamis's face.
Lamis begged to be let go and the men all laughed. The one
in front of her continued to bat her face with his hard
cock as Lamis refused to open her mouth. She heard them
comment that they would fix her and now she became
fearful and opened her mouth.

But the man was not there and it was too late. A man
stood on each side of her face, two more slid their heads
underneath and began to suck her breasts, a fourth
positioned his cock at the entrance of her ass. Lamis
sobbed and begged as the man at her ass began to count,
"one, two, threeee!" Simultaneously the fourth man rammed
his nine-inch cock to the balls in Lamis's ass, the two
beneath her bit down on her nipples and Lamis wailed.

With her mouth open in a wail, the two beside her head
inserted two blocks of wood into her back teeth
successfully keeping her mouth open. Lamis tried but could
not force the blocks from her mouth. Her ass and tits
continued to be abused and now her jaws were aching from
the wood blocks.

Finally, a rag was tied around her forehead and pulled
back so that the back of her head almost touched her
back. The rag was tied to her hands. Lamis realized now
that they could fuck her mouth without effort. She
grunted with each thrust in her ass and watched in horror
as men with varying sized hard cocks began to line up at
her head.

Lamis wished she had not run as the first grabbed her head
and pushed his hard, foul-smelling, cock into her mouth
and began to face fuck her. Lamis was rocked between
someone fucking her ass and fucking her mouth. She barely
had time to breath when another cock would be shoved into
her mouth. A cock would be pulled out of her ass only to
be immediately replaced by another.

While both of these holes were being abused, her tits
were sucked, her nipples bit and twisted. Lamis tried to
shut her eyes against the abuse and simply groaned with
each new thrust in her ass or mouth.

If she didn't struggle enough, they would start on her
tits again, biting the soft flesh of the tit itself, or
sucking the nipple until it was long and hard, then
biting it almost bringing blood. As the men started to
move away, Lamis found herself covered in cum, blood, and
her on shit. Many of the men had fucked her ass, then
moved immediately to her mouth. Cum dripped from her now
gaping asshole onto the ground. Although she could not
see her tits, they were painful everywhere and her
nipples ached beyond belief. She could not even turn her
head because of the rag tying it into place and her jaw
had gone numb from the wooden blocks.

Lamis began to sob uncontrollably, opening and closing her
hands just to make sure she was not having a nightmare.

The ordeal seemed to be over. Lamis felt cold water
sprayed across her ass. The rag was untied and throw
away. Curtis came up and sternly cautioned her against
biting and removed the wooden blocks. Lamis thanked him as
he continued to spray her all over with the hose. The
cool water felt good on her abuse tits, and she felt good
to be clean when he sprayed her face.

Finally she felt a small device being insert into her
ass. She pleaded to know what was happening. Her asshole
was so stretched she could just barely detect the nozzle
being insert. She grunted as she felt her bowels fill
with cold water. Lamis began to scream as the pain and
nausea began to increase.

Finally Curtis removed the nozzle and to Lamis's
embarrassment she lost control of her bowels emptying the
content onto the ground. Curtis simply sprayed her pile
of shit mixed with cum away. He then checked her bonds
and left her. As he left, Lamis began begging again, she
agreed to do or be anything for the Master, she promised
never to run again, but Curtis just kept walking as he
reminded her the punishment was two days.

Lamis finally fell asleep across the sawhorse. A bucket
attached to a strap being placed over her head awakened
her in the morning. Curtis informed her that she should
eat her only meal for the day. Like a horse, Lamis was
forced to eat from the bucket. After the meal, the sun
baked Lamis's ass and back. She could smell her own body
odor, she could not believe how disgusting she had
become. She shook uncontrollably as she heard the field
hands again. Many of the women screamed before they even
got to them. Lamis began to scream also.

It did little good as she was abused worse than the day
before. That night when Curtis arrived to clean her,
Lamis's eyes were stuck shut from all the cum. Curtis
gently removed the large section of fence post that had
been inserted into Lamis's ass as a joke. Curtis noted
that no bite blocks were used as he splashed water onto
Lamis's face.

As Lamis came around she automatically lifted her head and
opened her mouth for the cock she had been conditioned to
receive. Curtis untied her and dumped her unceremoniously
into the wheelbarrow to take her back to Ellie.

In the tub, Lamis just cried as she saw hundreds of bite
marks on her beautiful breasts. Her nipples were now
twice as big as they had been and were a very dark brown
from being constantly engorged. Ellie cleaned her again
this time removing the gold ring that held Lamis's cunt
together. Lamis was led to the Master's room again.

However, this time, before she could be asked, Lamis
simply bent at the waist, placed her hands on the floor
and presented herself to the Master to be fucked. Lamis
had decided on the second day of her abuse by the field
hands that she would be the best breeder the Master had
ever had, she would do anything to avoid being tied to
the sawhorse again.

The Master praised her as he fucked her cunt, but also
warned her that another transgression would result in a
permanent assignment as a field-fuck. Lamis simply nodded
acknowledgement as she rock back and forth in a steady
motion on the Master's cock buried into her cunt.

For two months, Lamis had come to the Master's house each
morning and night to be fucked in her cunt. She had not
been abused or hardly spoken too by the Master.

The abuse her breasts had taken from the field hands was
hardly noticeable. Her asshole had almost returned to the
original size. When she entered the Master's room, she
removed the plug from her cunt, assume the required
position, and he would fuck her in the same way,
replacing the plug when finished. Lamis had noticed in the
past week a heaviness to her breasts in addition to a
heightened sensitivity of her nipples. AT night, she was
chained to a wall inside a small shack, but no one bother
her until morning.

This morning, Curtis wanted her to pee in a bottle. As
she assumed the position to be fucked, Curtis quickly
approached the Master and whispered into his ear. Lamis
was not fucked that morning, but taken to Ellie who
closed her cunt again with the gold ring. Lamis was
informed that she was pregnant and would her cunt would
no longer be used.

Lamis had hoped this was a reprieve from the constant
sexual abuse, but soon learned that the Master enjoyed
fucking her ass and mouth also. After she was pregnant he
was also give her to his friends to fuck in the ass or
mouth, but her cunt was off-limits and protected by the
gold rings. Lamis had forgotten who she was and had
completely submitted to being a breeder.

She no longer resisted any abuse. Curtis frequently
fucked her ass at night after he had chained her to the
wall. Not one person treated her anymore that property.
As her pregnancy advanced, her breasts became larger and
larger as they filled with milk.

In about the six month, during one of the Master's more
vigorous ass-fucks, milk squirted from Lamis's breast. The
Master seemed exceptionally delighted with this event and
had Lamis fuck him harder than usual.

During the past two months Lamis was never allowed any
clothing. Her only covering was the collar around her
neck. Her wrist shackles had been removed about three
weeks ago as the Master thought her to be no longer a
risk. Lamis had been fucked in the ass so many times that
she no longer felt any discomfort. She was convinced that
she was nothing but a breeder and accepted her position.

She had still not forgotten the field fuck and shivered
with those memories. Now that Lamis's tits had produced
milk, her routine was changed.

After the Master finished cumming in her ass, he made
Lamis remain with her hands flat on the ground and pushed
her to her knees. Her large tits hung heavy with her
pregnancy and now the milk. The Master said something to
Curtis, and he left and returned with two women who slid
pans under Lamis's breast. Then each woman grabbed a
breast in both hands and began to pull down as if they
were milking a cow.

Lamis moaned with the mixture of pain and pleasure. She
remembered she had been bought not only as a breeder but
also as a milk cow. Now Lamis understood what that meant
as the women continued to pull and tug downward on her
breast.

Much to the Master's displeasure, only less than an ounce
of milk was expressed from Lamis's tits. However, the
pulling and tugging had made her cunt juices flow and the
Master could see her clit engorged with excitement. He
asked Lamis how long since she had cum and gave her
permission to speak.

Lamis responded that she could not remember. He then
ordered Curtis to come to him and he told Curtis to kneel
between Lamis's legs and suck her clit until she came.
Lamis jumped when she felt the tongue on her clit. Gently,
Curtis took her engorged clit in his mouth and began to
suck on it, flicking it with his tongue.

The women watched until Lamis began to moan, then went
back to pulling and milking her tits. Lamis at first
thought to resist, but the pleasure was too great and she
suddenly began such an intense orgasm. As her ass began
to shiver, she pushed her cunt back against Curtis's
mouth and he sucked harder and faster. Lamis was cumming
and the milk began to flow from her tits as the women
pulled and milked harder.

Lamis's orgasm continued on and on until the women had
filled the pan with her milk. Lamis thought she would not
stop cumming, but Curtis released her clit with a gentle
parting lick and Lamis fell to the floor. She had
completely submitted now. She had become a breeder and
milk cow, and she would not ever be able to return to
what she was before.

The Master had Lamis's wrist shackles reapplied and she
was hung by her wrist in a cold room, arms spread wide
above her head. There was a large cushion that forced her
chest, and her tits outward. The Master informed Lamis her
tits would be constantly sucked by whomever had the
desire to ensure that they remained full of milk. He
would continue to fuck her in the ass, but now would take
her cunt and mouth also to make her cum.

Each morning, the Master informed her, she would be
brought to the kitchen for milking. The Master enjoyed
fresh breast milk and with her large tits, Lamis could
prove to be the best producer he had ever brought. The
remainder of her pregnancy Lamis had her tits almost
constantly sucked by strangers, guest, field hands, other
women, whoever saw her handing in the cold room. Each
morning she would be on her hands and knees over the pans
while the women milked her tits. Her nipples grew to
almost two inches long and her tits increased to twice
there normal size.

The Master lost interest in her during her last two or
three months of pregnancy, but the milking did not stop.
Lamis finally went into to labor and delivered a baby boy.
Lamis never saw the baby after the delivery. She became
even a better milk-cow after the birth because her breast
were so full of milk for the baby. Now the Master did not
even bother to milk her breasts, he simply had her come
to him and he himself would suck them dry. Lamis realized
that this would cause her breast to continue to produce
more milk. The only improvement for Lamis was she
recovered her figure quickly from breastfeeding the
Master.

One evening about three months after her delivery, she
was taken by Curtis to the Master's quarters at night.
There was the Master and at least five other men Lamis did
not know. Lamis stood upright, her breast dripping milk as
the Master offered her to his gentlemen. One laid on the
ground and they lowered Lamis onto his hard cock.

Lamis was used to being fucked so this was not new. But
then, they bent her forward and she felt another cock in
her ass. Lamis had never been double impaled before. She
struggled against the fullness as the second man easily
pushed his cock into her well-worn ass.

A third man held her head up and pushed his cock through
her lips to the back of her throat. Lamis continued to
concentrate on the two cocks in her ass and cunt. She
tried not to move. The final two men each took a tit in
their mouth and all five began to fuck and suck at the
same time.

When the man in Lamis's ass pulled his cock out, the one
in her cunt was forced in. The cock in her mouth was
pushed down her throat and her tits were sucked until
they were dry of milk. Lamis suddenly began to fill
twinges of pleasure deep inside.

Her body was betraying her as the Master watched her
being abused in all her holes. Lamis began to moan and
push back against the cock in her ass and down on the
cock in her cunt. She offered her breast to the men
sucking her tits and began to slurp at the cock in her
mouth. The cock in her cunt began to grow with the cock
in her ass as each man began to cum.

The man in her mouth pulled his cock out and began to cum
on Lamis's face just as she started her orgasm. Lamis
bucked and pounded the cocks in her ass and cunt and
begged the men to suck her tits harder.

The five men pulled away from Lamis and she laid on the
floor cumming over and over again. She began fingering
her clit and begged the Master to fuck her some more. The
Master told Curtis to take the whore and give her to the
kennel. Lamis begged the be fucked as Curtis dragged her
from the room, out of the house, and into the yard. Lamis
begged Curtis to fuck her as she continued to plunge
fingers into her cunt while she walked.

Lamis failed to realize where Curtis was taking her until
the gate slammed shut on the kennel. The Master kept
about 10 - 15 Doberman and German Shepards to guard the
house.

Curtis pushed Lamis over a barrel with her ass high and
attached her hands to two stakes in the ground. He then
pulled her legs wide and attached them to two stakes
also. Lamis could hear the dogs moving toward her as
Curtis walked out of the gate. She heard Curtis tell her
goodbye as she felt the first dog stick his cold nose in
her cunt and lick her clit. As first Lamis was so afraid,
but the rough tongue with just one stroke sent her into
orgasm again.

She did not care when she felt the dog's paws on her back
and his hard, cock slide into her cunt. Lamis had been
fucked so much by so many, that the dog's knot easily
slid past her cunt lips. Each dog took her, some missing
her cunt and driving into her ass.

After three days Curtis returned and found Lamis where he
left her. He was disgusted by the sight. Her asshole was
opened about the size of a plum and cum and shit leaked
out into a large pile on the ground. Her cunt was opened
enough to see the cum lying inside her.

Her back was nothing but scratches and her tits were
swollen and dripping milk onto the ground. As her lifted
her into the wheelbarrow she simply moaned.

Curtis then told her she was not good for anything now
except to work as a field fuck. Lamis thanked him as he
tied her over the sawhorse.