The Milking Farm

A fantasy about bondage, milking, shaving, nullification, and 
slavery.

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Milking Farm
by 
The Milk Man

Part 1

Following are my experiences after having answered an internet ad 
which read:  "Are you a chronic masturbator?  Do you ever fantasize 
about being castrated or nullified?  Come to the farm and get the 
milkings of your life - and, maybe, more.  You'll be glad you 
did!"    I answered the ad and was contacted saying that I should 
be walking in a certain place at a certain time and that I would be 
picked up and taken to the farm.  Of course, I had reservations 
about this but many times before, I had answered or almost answered 
ads and chickened out.  This time, I was determined to go through 
with it.  The contact had said that I would be given the 
opportunity to back out after everything was explained to me.  So I 
thought, "What the heck, I'm going for it!"

So, I was walking at the specified place and time and a van pulled 
along side of me, stopped, and a guy got out wearing very tight 
blue jeans, white tee shirt, and tennis shoes.  He was big with
lots of muscles and a totally shaved head.  He asked if I wanted to 
go to the farm and when I nodded yes, two other guys, with exactly 
the same look, got out of the van.  They picked me up like a rag 
doll and threw me into the back of the van.

They followed me in and soon we were moving.  The guys then put a 
hood over my head and laced it up the back.  My clothes were 
removed and my arms were folded behind my back and leather 
restraints bound my wrists to elbows.  Then a wide collar was put 
around my neck and I heard a click as it snapped shut in a snug 
fit.  Next I was placed face down on the carpeted floor and ankle 
restraints were placed on my ankles and a spreader bar was hooked 
to the restraints.  I rode like that for quite a long time hearing 
muffled talking but not being able to understand what was being 
said.

When we finally came to a stop, the spreader bar was removed from 
my ankle restraints and I was taken out of the van.  Then a leash 
was hooked to my collar and I was led through a door and down what 
seem like a very long hallway.  There were many turns and some 
steps but finally we went through another door and I was stopped.  
Then I was placed in a chair and my arms were unbound only to be 
bound to the arms of the chair.  My legs were bound to the chair 
legs and a big, wide leather band was tightly placed around my 
chest.  The hood was left on but I could hear the door close and I 
think I was alone.  

After several minutes I heard another door open and steps 
approached the chair where I was bound.  The hood was removed and 
when my eyes cleared I still couldn't see anything including
the person standing close to me.  There was a light on me and I 
couldn't see beyond it.  The voice asked me if I was scared and 
wanted to leave?  I said that I was a bit scared but that I wanted 
to hear about the farm before I made a decision.  The voice said ok 
and began to tell me what would be expected of me.

Part 2 will describe the farm and the requirements