The Chattel Farmer

Ch 10 The Heifers

We stepped in and kneeled down next to a chattel laying on a cot on her side. Her honey blond hair complemented her darker tan skin. Mr. Farber scanned her tag. “Queenie, here should be in heat right now. I’ll show you signs to look for to confirm, which will be logged. This is her second heat. She was bred last month and did well but it didn’t take. Hopefully this month will be lucky.” When he stroked his hand down her back and over her full breasts she started panting and making little moans. When he pinched her n*****s they immediately hardened. He kept talking in a soothing tone to Queenie and telling me what to look for. He gently pushed her top leg back. Her lower lips had short trimmed hair. I hadn’t been able to look closely at the milking chattel this morning but they seemed to have more bushy hair. I was told to notice her swollen lips and watch for juices. He ran his fingers along her slit a couple of times and Queenie arched up with a louder moan. Out of his tool pouch, he pulled the egg tool. “Aaron, always clean your tools between every chattel. I’ll show you the cleaning station in this area.” He clicked a button, and the egg started vibrating. He put it on Queenie’s c**t area at the top of her slit. She started throwing her head around and moaning louder. The used tool was put in an empty side pouch on the tool belt. “Queenie, Up! Up, Queenie!” Mr. Farber gently pulled on her nose ring while pinching and pulling on a n****e. She got down from the cot, breathing heavily with her head hanging down. “As you can see, Aaron, she’s pretty ready. Normally, I’d take her to the bull now but I want to show you how to use the other tool. The other heifer in here should start her heat in the next couple of days but I want to breed her this morning too. She’ll take a little more work to get to this point, which will be your job.” I glanced back to the other side of the stall where the other heifer was on her cot watching the action. He pulled out a vibrator from the tool belt, flipped it on, and rubbed it against Queenie’s swollen lips a few times before slowly pushing it into her p***y. As he started thrusting into Queenie, her moans increased and her hips started moving into the vibrator. He pulled out the dripping vibrator. “I’m going to take her to the bull now. When she’s done, I’ll take you and the other heifer over to the bull. You have about twenty minutes. Good luck.” Mr. Farber led a panting Queenie out of the stall on a leash.

I pulled out a treat and moved over to the other cot. The heifer had soft curly black hair and pale skin. While she munched the treat I scanned her tag, and tapped open the “Breeding” tab on the data port. Nettie was listed as a double crème cross, which I had guessed based on her fuller hips and breasts. Her firm breasts only hung down to around her elbows. I stroked my hands over her back and ass then back up to her large dark pink n*****s set in areolas almost as wide as my hand. I kept talking to her, using the same tone as Mr. Farber used on Queenie, as I rolled her n*****s and massaged those gorgeous breasts. Her breathing had gotten heavier but no moans yet. I couldn’t resist any longer. I pushed both n*****s together and started licking and sucking those hard nubs. Her breathing picked up and I got my first moan from Nettie. By this point my c**k was throbbing against the zipper of my jeans. I pushed against her leg and revealed a neatly trimmed p***y. I cupped her mound and gently ground my hand down. Another moan! I ran my finger along her slit while still massaging her breasts, not very wet. I better get that egg out of my tool belt. That done, I sucked and licked her breasts while grinding the palm of my hand against her lower lips getting some longer moans. Running my finger along her slit, she seemed wetter. I dipped my finger into her channel just to the first knuckle and swirled it around in the warm wetness. Then drew my finger up her slit to the c**t. I did that a few more times until her folds seemed wet enough for the egg. Turning the blue egg on, I pushed it against her c**t and started sucking on her n*****s. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her mouth open as she panted and moaned.

There isn’t enough room in these stiff jeans for my c**k! I pushed the egg lower until it was nestled in her opening. Quickly unbuckling my tool belt and unzipping my jeans, I let my rock hard c**k spring out. A loud moan snaps my attention back to Nettie. Her heavy breathing is bouncing her t**s around, her hips are shifting around a bit, and that p***y is looking pretty wet. I call her name and tell her “Up!” while tugging very gently on her nose ring. It takes a couple minutes, while the egg is still buzzing away in her entrance. After she’s in position on hands and spread knees, I dig around in my tool belt for the dildo vibrator but I find a shiny condom wrapper. I groan as the idea of pushing my c**k into her warm channel smashes into me. Mr. Farber did put a box of condoms on the list of supplies, and what’s the difference between my wrapped c**k and the dildo? They’re pretty much the same size. Nettie lets out a long moan. I run my hands over her curvy ass, and down towards her knees urging her legs wider. Shuffling around behind her on my knees, peel open the condom and push it down my hard length.

I pull the egg from her pink inner lips, grab my shaft and line up with her entrance, pushing the head just into her. I shift so I’m holding both her hips with my hands. Slowly pushing into her warm channel, she moans when I’m all the way in. I didn’t hit her end like I have with a couple of girlfriends, which means I can pound hard and not hurt her. As I start to slowly thrust into her, her ass starts pushing back into me. I thrust harder and faster. She’s really moaning now! My balls clench and I know I’m close. With a deep moan, I feel her channel tighten around my c**k. My orgasm blows through me and I fill the condom. I space out for a couple of moments riding the high. Holding my base I pull out of Nettie. Lifting the condom, I see I’d blown a big load. Not surprising since it had been a few days since I’d taken care of myself. After tying a knot in the condom to seal everything in, I put it and the egg in a pouch on my tool belt, put my pants back together, then buckle my tool belt back on.