Milked by her mistress

Rose is a good little cow. She loves her mistress completely and has dedicated her life in service to the sadistic woman. This 6,000 word short story is a look into a day in the life of a submissive human cow. Contains Erotic Lactation, Spanking, Lesbian Sex and Denial Torment. Excerpt She sat silently looking at her digital reader and tapped the table of contents taking her to a chapter entitled 'Extreme Solutions' and Rose bit her lip nervously as she stood there trying to read the text, but mistress stood up and started to walk around the living room. Rose kept looking down, but risked a glance here and there as her mistress paced about the room reading. "Oh this sounds interesting." The redhead said pausing by the sliding glass door. Rose was all ears, but her lover gave no further information. Instead she started walking again and made her way to the kitchen. She poured herself a cup of coffee and got some of Rose's milk from the fridge to lighten it. "When your submissive tests her boundaries by engaging in forbidden activities or sanctioned activities without permission, it is best to use a punishment that requires the sub to demonstrate her dedication through denial punishment." She read out loud. "Hmm." Her mistress walked into the bedroom and returned a few moments later walking in front of Rose and looked at her disappointed. "Sit down on your calves, hands behind your back and look up." She commanded and Rose quickly got down on the ground in front of her and then looked up at her mistress' wicked grin. The woman reached down and adjusted Rose's head so that the front of her nose was parallel to the ground. "Do not move a muscle." She said and Rose froze. Her mistress then pulled out a silver coin and balanced it on her nose. "Now stay like that." Rose crossed her eyes to look at the coin. This was new. Her mistress then walked away out of her sight and Rose focused. She didn't know what to make of this or how she should feel. She breathed as slowly and carefully as she could manage, ever conscious of the coin wiggling just a little with each breath. As the seconds stretched into minutes, Rose began to wonder if her mistress left the apartment. She didn't hear the door, but if she was careful, she could open the sliding glass door in the bedroom quietly enough. And then she heard her moving around the kitchen. A few long moments later, her mistress appeared in front of her with the breast pump. "If that coin falls off your nose, I'm going to make you sleep on the floor of the garage on a wet towel tonight." She said as she knelt before her pet.