Funishment pt 2
“Okay, all set?” Carolyn pushed her chair back, and I followed the gentle tug of the leash out from under the countertop. My posture hadn’t been the best so I groaned as I stretched and rubbed at my backside.
“Moo~— awm.” I broke off in a yawn as I rolled my shoulders back and adjusted my collar.
“Oh give me a break, I didn't take that long.”
I shook my head but Carolyn squinted. “Well if you’re already so tired…”
I shook my head more insistently, causing the bell on my collar to jingle, but Carolyn just smirked.
"How are you so exhausted? You haven't even been doing anything unless—" she trailed off as she held my cheeks. "Oh, I see… We better keep that leash on for a while."
"Moo?"
"Someone is using your doll. Probably Ellen if I had to guess. Who knows what sort of devious stuff she is up to." Her sarcasm was out in full force, casting doubt on how uncertain she could be about the doll and even whether she put Ellen up to it in the first place.
"Mooooo~" I whined.
"You're probably overheating," Carolyn cooed as she toyed with the hem of my shirt.
I shook my head but she slipped her hands underneath, rubbing my sides as she coaxed me to lift my arms.
"Just as I suspected, You're burning up.~" her eyes took on a devious glint as she draped my shirt over her arm. "You know… I've talked a lot about nurturing exhibitionism…"
I shook my head "Moo!"
"Shhh shh… It's okay, the clinic staff are out on holiday, so it's just us in the whooooole clinic."
She was already toying with the waistband of my shorts as I stomped in place. “Moo!”
“Bouncy bouncy~” Carolyn murmured as she stared at my chest.
“Moo‽”
“Fine, fine. Hold your horses. Or cows…” Carolyn sighed, playing up the melodrama. “I can’t tell if a little naked stroll is completely off the table or if you’re just not horny enough for my bullshit right now.”
I wasn’t sure how to answer, hell, I wasn't sure what I'd say even if I could use my words. Was this inhibition flexible?
“I’m always happy to bargain though~” Carolyn held my cheeks, “Do you have any milk left? I could shorten leash time to last until— say, 8pm instead of midnight?”
I nodded and pursed my lips. I had the feeling that if I took off my bra to feed her then I wouldn’t be getting it back any time soon.
“Can I haaaave some?~” She took my hands and pulled me back toward her chair. I wasn’t sure a rolling stool was the best place for this, but it wasn't like I could suggest alternatives.
I let out my breath in a huff as she sat down and coaxed me to straddle her lap. Feeling the familiar pressure between my thighs was doing nothing to help me keep a level head.
I’d scarcely gotten a hold of the backrest of the chair behind her before her hands were sliding up my back, headed directly for elastic band of my bra
“Moo~”
“You’re the one who won’t give nursing bras a chance,” Carolyn chided me as she pulled the garment up. “All it would take is a little access point to make this unnecessary— though, I’m not sure it was ever a matter of necessity.”
I wanted to tell her that it was a nursing bra and there was a simple action to open the cups, but I had a feeling she was playing dumb to irritate me.
She flung my bra behind her, ignoring my scowl in favor of her prize. The nursing pads had already been working overtime with all the teasing I’d been subjected to today. Pink skin glistened with a thin sheen of milk and as always a couple drops were forming. I could have sworn I’d extracted most of it before coming here, but now something had me acting like I was full to bursting.
“Moooo~” I whined as she sealed her lips around one of my teats. I could feel her teeth amidst the warmth of her mouth as she kneaded my chest with both hands.
I’d lost control of my breathing immediately, and by the time she switched teats I was desperate for more, for escalation.
Carolyn caught my hands as I tried to reach under my waist band and she looked up at me reproachfully even as she continued to suck me dry.
“Now, now…” she scolded me as she took a moment to breathe. “You’re going to have to surrender more clothing for any of that.”
“MooOOooo!”
“That’s my price.” She shrugged. “Take it or leave it.”
I wanted to believe that there wouldn’t be lasting consequences, that she’d give me my clothes back before we left the lab and maybe If I was really good she’d even take off the leash, but there was no basis for that hope.
I already didn’t like my odds of getting back any sort of top garment for our return to the barn, and at this point if I took anything else off she’d say I’d “consented” to being walked around naked.
And… fuck. I really wanted to be touched. I needed to feel more than just cloth between my legs. I needed her mouth doing more than just sucking milk.
But if I gave in then she would have her way too. The whole goddamn farm might see me walked on a leash, blushing and wet and fucking desperate…
There would be no way out.
I climbed off Carolyn’s lap and found the drawstring of my shorts. I could tell Carolyn was following the movement with great interest.
I’d already tried chickening out of the cost of my actions once. Sure, I could probably eventually bargain my way back into some clothes after this, but after the leash debacle it would be setting a precedent, that I thought I was immune to consequences.
If I did this, I was fucked. If she wanted me naked in public, then it would happen. It had to, and we both already knew that she specifically wanted that to happen.
I let the shorts and panties fall.
“Good girl~” Carolyn praised me as she stood. She wasted no time collecting the garments and bundling all of my clothes in her lab coat before returning to me.
I held out the leash she had dropped and she looped it around her wrist.
“Thank you, pet. Now let's find you somewhere nice and comfortable to—“
“Moo!”
“Here? Babe, Deyha specifically forbid that, and besides, it's all cold tile. You deserve better.”
“MooOooOoo” I whined, but her smirk only widened.
“I just want the very best for you, and I’m prepared to search the entire farm if I have to—“
“Moo!!”
“Fine, fine, yes. I’m kidding of course. Well, mostly anyways. We are going for a walk right now, but I’ll let you set the pace and trajectory— provided you choose somewhere outside the clinic.”
Whining wasn't getting me anywhere, and I felt like I’d lost all my bargaining chips too.
I folded my arms, cradling my chest as my teats continued to drip traitorously.
“If you don't have a preference on where to go…”
“Moo.” I muttered and turned for the door, flicking the leash over my shoulder as I tried to manifest confidence I didn't feel.
I kept my arms folded as I leaned out of the lab to peek both ways. True to Carolyn's claims, the clinic was empty and some of the lights had even been turned off.
I obsessed over contingencies and hiding spots as I led the way to the barn, and though I expected Carolyn to stomp, shout, or otherwise make stealth impossible, she was actually rather quiet.
“In my opinion you’re never really naked. Or at least no more so than you would consider any creature with fur. Maybe I’m just used to seeing you this way but you don’t really appear like you’re supposed to be wearing clothes all the time, if that makes sense.”
“Mooo.” I grit my teeth. I almost appreciated the logic but I was nowhere near accepting this as normal, much less comfortable given how cold the clinic and barn were.
I checked around the last corner and then led Carolyn down the longest hallway. This one was the biggest risk. It went through the main front lobby of the admin area, which should be empty, it was also in full view of the entrance doors and windows. Still, it connected directly to the barn right next to the stairs. My mind wandered to ways I could bail out of this whole experience.
My heart was racing, and I felt clammy from a nervous sweat. The pleasant tingles from feeding Carolyn and being touched already seemed like a distant memory.
Carolyn had been brushing against me as we walked and between that and all the teasing I was trapped in a weird limbo between horny and anxious. My heart raced all the same, but the difference from moment to moment was whether the imagined scenarios of being discovered were sexy or horrifying.
I was still working up the courage to go down the final hallway when I was surprised by unfamiliar cloth slipping over my shoulders.
“Moo?” I pulled Carolyn’s lab coat closed and turned in place.
“You didn't seem to be having fun.” Carolyn shrugged.
I squinted at her but she seemed completely unbothered. I let her fuss with the collar of the coat while she avoided eye contact.
“I know it might seem like your needs and wants are immaterial, but that’s not an illusion I want to perpetuate constantly. I'll admit that oftentimes it serves my interests and amuses me… but sometimes it's only fun if everyone is having fun, you know? Still, that wasn't so bad was it?”
Carolyn untangled my bundle of clothes, handing me my shirt and bra before straightening out my panties and shorts. She knelt in front of me, stretching the elastic wide to give me two clear holes to step into, and once I obeyed the unspoken order— request? Task? She pulled them up.
I bumped my back into the wall as she slipped her hands behind my back, retying the drawstring as I tried to figure out this unexpected twist.
“Don’t worry, I'll take it all back off in a moment.”
I wanted to tell her that that wasn't what I was worried about, I didn't want to have another moo misunderstood as a disagreement with clothing.
Instead I worked my arms into the sleeves of the lab coat. It fit several sorts of wrong but it still closed in the front.
“Moo~” I mumbled as Carolyn combed her fingers through my hair and I focused on relaxing. If she cared about a couple of wet spots on the front of her coat, then she shouldn’t have given it to me.
“Well.” Carolyn sighed. “The coat may draw some attention but it will keep you decent for the journey upstairs. Did you need anything else?”
I debated mooing to muddy the waters on this temporary communication breakdown further, but I settled for shaking my head.
“If the leash is going to make you uncomfortable in the common area—“
I was already shaking my head. Even with her talk of wanting everyone to have fun it was a surprising offer, and knowing Carolyn it probably wasn’t even a trick, but I also knew I’d take a leash over public doll sensations hands down. If it was Ellen using the doll right now then I had no doubt my buttons were being pressed.
“Okay then~” Carolyn led the rest of the way to the barn and up the stairs. There were plenty of folks in the lobby area, but none of them seemed particularly curious about our passing.
Carolyn, for reasons beyond me, did her habitual two tap knock on our own bedroom door and opened it to reveal Ellen sprawled on our bed with a familiar green doll wearing a pink milking harness.
“Moo!” I objected but Carolyn ushered me in, closing the door behind us as Ellen sat up.
“Oh, hey.” She sounded a little sleepy. “I was just taking a little nap with the world's second best body pillow.”
“A cat nap?”
“Sure.” Ellen rolled her eyes and crawled off the bed as the doll shrank back into the crystal. She threw her arms wide in a stretch as she approached me and then draped her arms around my neck. “Hey~”
“Moo.” I kept my tone deadpan as I looked up at her.
“Hey, don’t shoot the messenger! Carolyn told me it was leash time and to meet in your room with the doll! I wasn’t even doing all that much.”
I leaned to the side to look past her at the now-empty harness and rumpled sheets. There weren’t any wet spots but that didn’t mean all that much. Besides, I knew first-hand that Ellen was an accomplished snuggle buddy.
I uncrossed my arms as Carolyn tugged at her lab coat, and I took some small satisfaction at the way Ellen’s gaze fell. I untied my own drawstring and kicked off the rest of my clothes as Carolyn tsked about wet spots.
“Well, pet. What would you like to do now?”
I stepped to the side, looping an arm around Ellen as I turned to face Carolyn. I drummed my fingers on Ellen’s hip as I did my best to send the impression of mischief with my smirk.
“Hmmm, okay.” Carolyn looked from me to Ellen. “Strip.”
Ellen, bless her, was very confused.
“But she’s already naked? How—“ she broke off as I slipped both hands under her shirt, one on her belly, and the other on her back.
“Oh- shit~” she stumbled as I tugged her to the bed. “But I just adjusted your harness for your new proportions!"
“I'll worry about getting Maddie set up, you just worry about undressing yourself.” Carolyn took the harness and crystal off the bed.
“Fine,— okay!” Ellen’s voice rose as I made a grab for her socks.
“Now, now…” Carolyn chided me, “be good.” She spent a moment untangling and getting the sense of which way the harness was going to go before coaching me to hold out my arms and slipping the harness up.
The faux leather was still pleasantly warm— courtesy of Ellen, no doubt— and the straps snugged down perfectly to hold the two extractors in place.
“I guess we will see how much you’ve been holding out on us…” Carolyn turned on the portable pump and then turned to Ellen, ignoring my surprised gasp as the suction kicked in. “Now, world’s best body pillow, huh?”
“Second best.” Ellen corrected her but Carolyn just rolled her eyes. “Activate the doll, show me how you like to cuddle.”
“Uh… okay.” Ellen seemed very thrown off by this command, but she had the sense not to hesitate. It was hilariously awkward watching her try to get comfortable with an audience, and she was even more self conscious as she held the face of the doll to her own chest.
With this third person view of us side by side the subtleties of Ellen’s modding journey showed through. She had always been taller than me, at least since I got to the farm, but now the height difference was so much more pronounced. Her proportions had also shifted, much like mine had early on, but I could tell something had changed in Carolyn’s process. Specifically, things like the breadth of my shoulders and size of my skull had been ignored a year ago, but Ellen’s head didn't look any bigger than mine. Her hips had filled out dramatically and her shoulders had narrowed too. Every little thing that I used to clock on myself in the mirror was solved. She looked Cisgender— normal, for lack of a better word— and I wasn’t certain that was a good thing.
“Interesting.” Carolyn ran the backs of her fingernails against her jaw as Ellen blushed further. “Okay, just hold that position for a moment.”
Carolyn stepped away from the bed to rummage in the closet, leaving me and Ellen staring at each other. I rolled my eyes as her hand wandered between the legs of the doll, and I was once again just a little grateful for the leash that was shielding me from Ellen’s teasing.
Still, the leash did nothing for my imagination, and the sight of fingers delving into what was ostensibly my cunt still had an affect on me. My body warmed and I clenched my thighs together as my focus was drawn to how that might feel, and how enjoyable it would be.
Carolyn dropped a box on the side of the bed, shaking me from my reverie as she leaned toward Ellen. Without explaining anything, she unspooled a bundle of rope and untangled a couple of wide leather cuffs from the mess of vibrators and restraints.
I half expected her to begin tying Ellen up, but she cinched the restraints down on the dolls arms before running a rope through the rings where chains would usually attach. The mystery was made somewhat clearer as she tied a slipknot and sinched the loop down, pulling the cuffs together and by extension the arms of the doll tight around Ellen’s rib cage. Next, she guided Ellen to move her knee out from between the doll’s legs and had her straddle its lap. She used the rest of the rope to wrap loose coils, holding Ellen and the doll belly-to-belly before tightening the grip slightly.
“Now” Carolyn moved to the side, giving me a view of our two pussies so close together. Ellen’s was conspicuously wet now, and I wished desperately that I could tease her about it. “If only I had something to reach both of you… How do you feel about insertion?” Carolyn addressed Ellen now and she shrugged.
“Haven’t given it much thought.”
I scoffed at the obvious lie and Carolyn shot me a look. Not so much of a “You’re in trouble” glare as much as a “let me handle this.”
“Maddie, off the bed.” Carolyn ordered me as she grabbed Ellen’s ankles and pulled her toward the edge.
“What—“
“Hush.” Carolyn spanked Ellen lightly and repositioned to straddle her lower back, sandwiching Ellen between herself and the doll.
“Now, pet. I have a task for you,” Carolyn caught the loop of my leash and pulled until I was kneeling between Ellen’s legs. “Put that tongue of yours to good use. I expect to hear Ellen begging for mercy within five minutes.”
I scoffed again, it had barely taken a minute when she had a penis. Though, granted, that might have been a generally easier task.
To my surprise, Carolyn pulled out her phone and started a timer, not even giving warning before setting it counting down.
“Moo!” I complained but Carolyn just tugged the leash.
“Can I- reposition a bit, maybe?” Ellen’s voice sounded strained.
“Why? To give Maddie better access? That doesn't seem wise to me. Besides, her tongue is quite long. I’m trying to give you a chance here.”
“I can handle it.”
It was Carolyn’s turn to scoff now, but she sat up off of Ellen long enough to let her shift the doll up and get her own knees under her. She was still straddling the doll, but now she was really opening herself up to be exploited.
I rolled my eyes at the absurdity of the situation before getting a little more comfortable. The extractor hoses dragged on the edge of the bed when I knelt between the doll's legs but everything was in reach. Carolyn was back in place, sitting on Ellen's lower back and she even kneaded at Ellen's ass as I pressed a light kiss on her thigh.
Ellen was already shivering and breathing heavily, but I knew that neither me nor Carolyn considered that begging. No, we were looking for screams, or at least whimpers, and I had a good idea of how to bring that about. I spread Ellen's lips wide with my fingers before going in for a firm lick. It wasn't quite convenient to go after her clit with my lips or tongue, but I figured I'd use my fingers if I needed the extra help. Her hips were spread so wide around the doll that it wasn't even that difficult to force my tongue into her, and with a little bit of persistence I was able to reach almost as far into her as I would have been able to with fingers.
"Fuck~" Ellen whined breathily.
“Pretty good right?” Carolyn combed her fingers through my hair before unexpectedly tightening her fist and holding my face closer to Ellen.
My focus drifted as the feeling of being used and praised stole the entirety of my attention. My own pussy was spasming with need and I moaned into Ellen as I instinctively buried two fingers between my legs.
The warm tingling feeling was too intoxicating to let slip away, and I panted as I thrust my fingers in time with the subtle pulsing of the milk extractors. Carolyn’s grip on my hair loosened and I heard her giggling as she lifted my chin.
“Well, if you’re feeling understimuated let me just do this~”
Before I could object or catch Carolyn’s hand, she had unclipped the leash and the sensations of being enveloped and tied down crashed into me.
“Hows that babygirl?” Carolyn taunted me as she leaned to rummage in the box of toys. She pulled out a bullet vibrator and pressed it into the doll, not even letting me catch my breath before she turned it on. “I don’t need to remind you that you’re still only allowed to make cow sounds… but I probably do need to remind you that you have a time-sensitive task right now, and there's only— she paused to check her phone— three minutes left before I grade your performance. What do you think Ellen? Has she impressed you?”
“Not gonna lie, I’m starting to think she forgot about me and started masturbating a few seconds in.”
Carolyn clicked her tongue. “Tsk tsk, Maddie. You’re the one who suggested this after all.”
I took a deep breath and tried to tune out the buzzing in my core. Evil. Fucking evil as always. I was starting to wonder if these tasks Carolyn kept inventing were ever supposed to be possible or if she just got her jollies from seeing me fail.
Still, it wasn’t like I had my hands tied behind my back here. I tugged the bullet vibrator out of the doll and held it to Ellen’s clit as I worked my tongue back into her. I listened for some sort of reproach from Carolyn but she only chuckled as Ellen squirmed.
“So you are capable of sharing.”
I ignored the obvious taunt and recentered myself on my task. With the leash off I definitely had more sensations to contend with, but the pulsing milk extractors seemed a little less remarkable next to the feeling of being held and compressed. Even Ellen’s feeble attempts to distract me felt comparatively weak now.
“Fuuuck~” Ellen whined. “Maddieeeee.”
I ignored her and moved the vibrator to press into her instead, pushing it first with my thumb and then my tongue before using the wire to tug it back a little. This made her hips jerk, so I set about forcing the bullet back in, pressing as far as I could before nearly pulling it out again.
“Fuck!” Ellen’s voice turned shrill. But it still wasn’t a scream. Not quite begging.
Her futile little struggles were getting more insistent though, and before long I felt the clenching on my tongue as she spasmed and moaned. Still, I saw no reason to stop.
“Maddie! Please!”
“Please what?” Carolyn taunted Ellen for me, holding the timer where I could see it as the last few seconds counted down.
“AaaaAAaaaugh~” Ellen thrashed and groaned “I can’t— Mercy! Please Maddie!”
Carolyn tapped the screen of her phone, cancelling the timer before turning off the bullet vibrator.
“Cut it a bit close there pet, but I’ll say that was satisfactory.” Carolyn turned off the vibrator. “Though, admittedly, ‘satisfactory’ is pretty remarkable on its own. Making Ellen cum was supposed to be impossible. I wonder, is the crystal charged? Is the doll broken? Is Ellen faking it?” She emphasized this last question with a poke on Ellen’s butt, but all she got in reaction was a groan and a weak wave of the hand.
I could feel her fingers digging into my back through the doll, but like the sensations of the bed and Ellen sandwiching me, the doll was only giving the impression of warmth and texture without any real pressure or discomfort.
Once Carolyn was off her back, Ellen deactivated the doll, causing the cuffs and rope to fall loose around her as she caught her breath.
“Happy?” She shot me a withering glare and I nodded cheerfully.
“Yep!” I beamed up at her.
Carolyn turned on me, and it took me a solid second to comprehend the magnitude of my error.