Tough girl Fayth thought she could handle a milking session. Locked to the milking frame by her collar, with her hands cuffed behind her back, she was feeling quite confident. until we applied some extra heavy nipple clamps! They pinch extra hard! We gagged Fayth for what was to come: pulling off the nipple clamps followed by the goat milker on full power. Fayth moaned and wriggled, this was a lot harder than she had expected! Her nipples are very sensitive and they got very puffy in the goat milker cups! Quite an extreme session for a first timer. We felt sorry for Fayth so we gave her a magic wand to play with after her session. Aren't we the nicest farmers ever?

Little Lanta is a cute young gymnast and contortionist. She is super flexible and she has to practice her skills every day. But when she was stretching and bending, our eyes were fixed on her wonderful round udders poking out of her gymast outfit. Lanta is hot! We decided to capture her and add her to the herd, because we don't have a gymnast HuCow yet! Imagine the possibilities! We can milk her in any position we can think of! And we did exactly that, bending her over a milking frame and using the goat milker to pump her cute udders. Then we put her into a split position to milk her even more! Little Lanta didn't even know what happened to her, she was shocked. Don't worry, she will get used to her new life

Our Shay is one of the most sensitive HuCows in the herd. She can not handle a lot of milking. Shay gave birth not long ago so milk still flows a little from her udders. She is always whimpering a little when the cups are applied. The goat milker might be worse for her than the more powerful cow milker, because the cup openings are smaller and Shay's big nipples tend to get puffy really fast. Shay definitely needs a lot of restraints when she is milked or she would actually pull the cups off! Still, we are very proud to have her in the herd, diversity is very important in our barn!

In which poor innocent keep-fit fan Ariel gets further stripped, whipped, tormented and tortured by her cruel captor. He begins her training as a slave girl- can she perform waitress duties with a tray chained to her and her hands cuffed behind her back? She must balance the tray and not spill a drop of drink. let alone ditch the actual glasses on to the floor! Needless to say, she fails. and is cruelly and brutally punished, without the least hint of mercy from her tormentor! He locks her in the stocks and starts to torture her soft silk soles in the stocks- with whips and crops and cruellest of all an electric unit which not only hurts like the very devil but causes her legs and feet to painfully contract and cramp- making her own body into her torturer!

Punished and cowed, captured jogger Ariel's humiliations only get worse as she is forced to strip naked for her punisher's prurient pleasure. He adorns her nipples with dreadful clamps, decorated with bells, and forces her to dance and sway to play him a tune. And when her attempts do not please him sufficiently, he straps a diabolical device to her inner thighs to terrorise and torture her yet further with cruel electric shocks! Finally she begins to accept what her fate is to be..

OMG that girl who said she was in a card game? @ToyChloe, that's her. They've got her in a hotel somewhere and check out who they've got as the sub for her to play with! It's only @ArielAnderssen! Man I don't know how that's going to go down. I mean @ToyChloe is obviously a total amateur at this domme thing and @ArielAnderssen might be new but she's full on hardcore submissive. I reckon it is a set-up..

True to her wish, dynamite leggy blonde @ArielAnderssen has caught the eye of some more senior players in #GameOfSlaves. Quickest off the mark is @PennyLee92, reeling from her recent defeat. Penny needs new slaves to replace those she has lost, and soon! Can she achieve a clean capture of Ariel, and will she manage to bend the defiant blonde to her will?

Honour May is sleeping fitfuly, disturbed by the sound of the falling rain on her window, getting heavier and heavier. The wind rises, starts to howl and whistle and whip around the bones of the old house. The rain comes harder, more insistently, making the satin-clad damsel stir in her sleep. Barefoot, she sleeps in her long night-dress, it's satin fabric draping seductively over her recumbant form. A flash- a roll of thunder. The storm is gathering around her, and the nightmare in the storm is peering in through the window. Something icy cold grasps her ankle. She screams as she finds herself locked in a fever dream of cold steel and chains and captivity, pulled out towards the raging thunder by the beast that dwells within the eye of the storm. A gag muffles her cry- not one of the other guests is aware of the drama unfolding in the Master bedroom! She fights to escape but the magical chains have that strange quality of nightmares, that she can never quite evade or escape or break free no matter how hard she tries..