Chapter 3: William

I came back the next day with all my stuff. Dad wasn't happy about losing me, but he enjoyed the farewell sex. As I arrive, I can feel his cum dripping out my ass and down my thighs, and I can still taste some of my shit from cleaning him off afterward. After parking, I see Bill waiting for me. I walk over to him with my arms open and give him a good hug with a deep passionate kiss. “Come on. It's time for me to give you away.”

I follow Bill up the hill to the house. It's a pretty big house. Bill knocks on the door and is greeted by a young woman. She has something tight around her neck. It's black with gems on it. This is strange, since people don't wear clothing of any kind. Perhaps it's part of a restraint? “What brings you up here?”

“Hey Liz, I'm here to give a newcomer to our Master.”

“Just a second, I'll fetch him.” She closes the door and leaves us waiting outside. A few minutes later and a man opens the door.

“I hear you have a new slave for me to put to work.”

“Yes, this is Daniel. Daniel, this is our Master.”

“I'm your Master, William, but until the paperwork goes through, I'm just Michael to him. Welcome, Daniel. I can always use more help around here.” Mike hands Bill a form and a pen. It looks mostly filled out except for my name, Bill's name, and Bill's signature. He must keep copies ready for quick acquisition. It only takes a few seconds before Bill hands the form back. “Thank you! You know what to do with him.” Mike, I mean Master now, shuts the door as he says this, apparently done with that interaction.

“That's it?”

“Yep. He's not big on involving himself in the goings-on of his animal handling slaves. Come on, we have animals to tend to anyway.”

I follow Bill back down the hill and he brings me to a grouping of large beasts. They stand on four legs and having bulging muscles I figure these must certainly be carnivorous, but Bill corrects me. They're apparently called “horses” and are plant eaters. In ancient times, people used them as cars, but now people have no more use for them, so they're dying out. Bill teaches me how to lead them to the plants they eat and where to get the filtered “water” they drink. Water is a sort of clear liquid. The texture is thin, like piss and it's apparently sweet, but it's expensive to filter, doesn't occur naturally anymore, and the animals need it, so we're not allowed to drink or waste any of it. Some plants are also brought from the greenhouse for them to supplement their diet. They seem to like the long orange plants.

Bill also explains how to milk the horses. They have extremely low sex drives, so to keep the species going, we milk the males while they're eating, then pour the bucket of horse cum into a device that fills large syringes. We then take the syringes to the females, stick the end in their pussy, and push the pump in to empty the contents into them. There's a rotation schedule for which female horses to pump on which days of the week. As for the males, we milk them pretty much whenever we can. It's like giving a handjob, but with a much larger cock, which is shaped a little weirdly.

Another part of caring for the horses is picking up after them. We put on gloves, pick up their shit, which seems to be covered in plant, since digesting plants is so inefficient, and we bring it all to the greenhouse, where the gardener uses it. Lastly, when it gets dark, we let them back into the stalls they sleep in. During the daylight hours, they mostly get to run around outside. It's pretty simple and I get the hang of it quickly.

Taking care of herbivores isn't exactly what I was expecting, but it's what I'm stuck with for now. I don't get to kill anyone and can't even watch the feedings of any of the few carnivores because I'm too busy with the horses. All of my coworkers are owned, so there's no way to get the power over them to snuff them either. I figure that eventually I could move up to feeding meat eating animals, so that's motivating for me.

After about a week of feeding the horses, jacking them off, and squirting horse cum into the mares, we finally get a decent meal of our own. As I return to the house, I smell cooked meat instead of the usual shit. It's Patty's legs cooked in her melted tit fat. To my surprise, Patty's still alive and even eating her legs with us. Normally, any permanent damage or disability is a reason for one's owner to end their life immediately, but our Master seems to have a different philosophy. He instead believes that any parts of his slaves that aren't needed for their work are disposable. His slaves may choose what parts are important in each other and even make the choice to end one another's lives, as long as doing so does not impede the work that needs to be done. Patty is now using some sort of ancient chair that has big wheels on the sides.

A couple of days later, while delivering horse shit to the greenhouse, I see Barbara pouring piss on the plants. I walk up and give her a deep kiss. As our tongues intertwine in our mouths I take the bucket from her and place it on the ground. I then retract my own tongue into my mouth and bite down hard, biting off the tip of her tongue. I continue to kiss her, now drinking blood from her mouth. She reels back from the pain and drops hard onto the ground, with me landing on top of her. I massage her breasts, getting a small amount of milk on my hands as I start to fuck her.

When the taste of blood begins to fade from her mouth, I replace it with the taste of her milk, sucking on one tit for a minute, then the other, and finally sinking my teeth into her and taking a bite of her right breast meat, above the nipple. The squishy nature of boobs causes her skin to stretch for quite a while, painfully pulling on her boob before her skin finally gives way and lets me take my bite. Being primarily fat in my mouth, it takes a while to chew before I can swallow it and lick up some of the blood from the wound. I repeat this under her left nipple, cumming into her while chewing on my second bite.

She looks a bit stunned, but seems unable to speak. I get hard every time I see Barbara and the bite marks I left in her tits. She doesn't speak anymore, instead writing anything she wants to say, and I enjoy knowing that I did that to her. She also gets a nice big purple bruise on her ass for a couple of weeks.

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A few days later, I find Bill, my mentor, milking one of the horses with his mouth and hands, instead of just his hands. “Is that a new technique, Bill?”, I joke, letting him know I've noticed. I watch for a minute until I see Bill suddenly grab the bucket, pull it against him, and push the horse's enormous penis down to point into the bucket. About half of the horse's load reaches the bucket, the rest being all over the front of my husband.

“Don't mention this to anyone. We're not supposed to let any go to waste, but with your help we've gotten so much of a surplus that there's more than enough for all the mares.” As he talks, he points the horse's cock back at himself, rinsing the cum off with horse piss, even gargling some of it at the end. “It just seems like such a shame to let such giant cocks go to waste, you know?”

“Yeah, I get it. Don't worry about it.” I just saw him waste something we're not supposed to waste. Additionally, I've been getting a lot more cum from the horses than he has, so I'm better at this job than he is. He's let me know that there's far more than we need, which means his contribution is no longer necessary for our work to get done. He's hoping to soon leave the horses to me and move up to wolves. Feeding carnivores is a lot more fun after all. If he takes that position when it opens though, I won't have any chance at it for a long while, and I don't like that.

I've been wanting to kill someone for so long. The circumstances are all perfect for me to kill this man. After we get the horses all back in their barn at the end of the day, I talk Bill into giving me a quick blowjob before we head back. After all, he wouldn't want anyone to know that he's been wasting the cum of an endangered species. He simply gets on his knees, puts his mouth over my dick, and moves his head back and forth, with no variety or anything special.

When I feel like I'm about to cum, I grab the back of his head and hold it close to me, cumming straight down his throat. As I stop, I feel him try to pull away, but I hold him there. After a few seconds of this, I start to piss down his throat. After I'm done, he tries to pull away again, but I hold him there. He keeps trying to pull away, and not much later, his face starts to turn blue. He has this wonderfully confused look on his face as he looks up at me, unable to breathe. Finally, I watch the life drain from his eyes.

I carry Bill's corpse back to the house and bring him into the kitchen. I eat his cock and balls raw, then fuck his dead ass before preparing a big feast for all of us from what's left. Finally getting to kill someone after so long a wait has me incredibly turned on. While his body is cooking, I fuck his head from the underside of his neck hole. I'm not the best cook in the world, so his meat doesn't exactly come out perfect, but everyone seems to enjoy Bill's meat nonetheless.