William Knoff - MILKING SHED with Cherri, And Friends<br/><br/>I toyed with Cherri, alternately stroking her increasingly wet sex, and sensitive little clit, enough to keep her on edge, not enough to give her release.  When she got that "very focused" look on her pretty, tortured face, I gave a stinging little slap or two to her rump with my crop to focus her attention away from the teasing pleasure I was giving her,<strong>"Not yet Cherri.  You be a good puppy, and you'll be rewarded.  Later."</strong>I checked her breasts, reaching beneath her to squeeze each of her tits in turn.  Still nicely firm, though not as hard, and unyielding as they had been a few minutes ago.  The milking machine was doing it's job, each ka-thwack causing one of the two plastic tubes that led from her nipples to jerk at the sudden increase in vacuum, and fill with the warm wet white splash of her milk.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.nudist-resorts.org/talk/data/mountainman/2007919195643_my%20nude%20pics%20plus%202007%20687.jpg)</div><br/>It would be another several minutes before she was completely empty, and I returned to teasing her sex, dipping the tips of my fingers between her puffy soaked lips to twirl little circles around her opening.   I let my attention wander to the other occupants of the shed, it was always such a busy place!  Renée was still tending to Candy, who was thrashing happily away against her restraints, and next to her, the other bitch was still being slowly fucked by the large dog.  The bitch looked completely thrilled by the attention, and the massive cock slowly sliding in and out of her wet doggy sex, the male looked....tortured.  Likely he was being punished for some infraction.  Poor dog.<br/><br/>I turned back to Cherri, who's face displayed a mix of feelings, and emotions.  Pleasure, shame, other things I could only guess at.  She was panting, and I continued to tease her, pleasurable touching, but not enough to let her cum.  I pushed the tip of one slick wet finger just inside her tight puckered anus, giving her something to squirm uncomfortably against.  The heavy rhythmic ka-thwack ka-thwack sounds of the milking machine changed as her breasts emptied at last, and toward the near end of the shed, a buzzer sounded, which brought an attendant to switch Cherri's stall off, and remove the nozzles from her nipples.<strong>"It feels better now, doesn't it, puppy?"</strong>I called over to Renée as I removed Cherri from her stall, and invited her along on a short walk outside the club with Candy.  Then, with a wave, I led Cherri out of the shed, and toward the pet relief area of the gardens.<br/><br/><strong>"If you need to relieve yourself, here is where you go, Cherri.  Just whine to me when you have to."</strong>There was a small bathing station toward the side of the relief area, and that was where we were headed.  A simple wooden platform, with hand showers, and metal rings to connect leashes, and a cart piled with fluffy white towels, wash cloths, and little plastic bottles of tearless soap.<strong>"Stand here, Cherri, like I taught you."</strong>I got her into position, then snapped her leash to the metal ring.  The inside of her thighs were sticky wet from her girl juices, and breasts were streaked with almost dried milk.  I certainly wasn't going to walk her in public in that state.  The water from the hand held showers was always warm, and water flow was controlled by a trigger on each shower head.  I sprayed her down, focusing much of the warm water between her legs, and using my hand, rinsed much of girl juice that streaked her inner thighs clean, then soaped her thoroughly, breasts, her sex, and anus, before rinsing her off, and scrubbing her dry.<br/><br/>Clean, and presentable, I led my puppy back into the garden, and ordered her to sit, then knelt in front of her, and took her face in my hands,<strong>"Cherri, we're going to take a short walk outside the club, so you can see a little of the city.  You are to behave yourself, or you will get spanks, and no rewards later.  I'm going to fix you with a collar that will prevent you from accidentally speaking, but even if you do try, I'll know, and I'll whip your bottom, right there in front of everyone.  You're a very special puppy, and you will comport yourself as such.  Do you understand me?"</strong><br/><br/>