RANDALL with MIMI<br/><br/>Randall walked back out onto the terrace, wheeling their newly acquired portable milker, which was an upgrade from a smaller model by the same manufacturer.  With a second bitch soon to arrive, (Anthony had already departed for the club to see to the details of her delivery), and having a machine that could milk two bitches simultaneously was going to be a time saver.  Not to mention the fun it would prove to have both puppies being milked, and likely fucked, at the same time.  He parked the suitcase size machine next to Mimi, already strapped into their mini-stockade, shapely little ass thrust up in the air, knees spread wide, and milk heavy breasts hanging delightfully, awaiting her owner's attention.  He also had a half empty glass with him, the beginnings of a White Russian, and though the recipe called for cream, he found Mimi's milk to be sweet, and rich, and he'd grown to prefer it, especially warm and fresh right from her tit.<br/><br/>Kneeling beside her, he casually delivered several open handed slaps to the side of her breast, to start her milk flowing, or "let down", as he learned it was called.  Positioning his half full glass under her teat, he squeezed her breast with his other hand, stroking down toward her nipple, gradually pinching as he did, and was rewarded with a stream of white milk that sizzled into his glass.  It took several strokes of her tit to fill his glass, while Mimi remained still, outside of an occasional nervous shiver.  She knew she was in trouble.  Randall had discovered a rubbed wet spot on the corner of the couch, suspiciously pussy high to Mimi.  Furniture was strictly off limits to her, something he and his brother enforced ruthlessly, whipping her slutty ass brutally, or engaging in other forms of punishment;  uncomfortable, usually painful, and always humiliating.  Her latest display of disobedience was even worse, since she had other ways to satisfy her never ending need to be fucked.  She had a toy box, conveniently placed, and low to the ground, filled with all manner of goodies, and toys for horny wet bitches.<br/><br/>They'd taught her to pick out a toy, (usually the long fat floor, and wall mountable dildo), and carry it between her teeth to either Randall, or Anthony, to be mounted so that she could spend, up to half an hour, fucking herself wildly, a look of abject shame on her pretty features, while her two owners watched, and loudly discussed her shocking slutty behavior.  Randall licked the few drops of sweet milk from his fingers, then stirred his drink, and took an experimental sip.  As always, it was delicious, thanks in no small part to the quality, and flavor of Mimi's milk.  Setting his drink temporarily to the side, (after another, longer sip), Randall powered on the milker, and selected at random two of the four color coded nipple cups, and applied a smear of lubricant in each one.  First the yellow, to her right breast, positioned against her prominent teat, and with a press of the yellow button, the machine whirred to life, and sucked her nipple snugly into the cup.  Green on her left tit, and with a touch of the green button on the machine's simple to understand control panel, her left teat was sucked into it's cup.<br/><br/>He verified the collection bottle was snapped into place, then pressed the start button.  The soft muted whirring noise increased, as the internal vacuum pump evacuated the collection bottle, followed by a louder "tunk", and a jerk of the plastic hose connected to Mimi's right tit.  The left followed, then again the right, back and forth, Whirrrrr-Tunk-Whirrrrr-Tunk-Whirrrr-Tunk, and the machine began drawing milk from Mimi's ample breasts.  He stood, drink in hand, and turned back toward the wide open door that led into his apartment, leaving Mimi alone for a few minutes, as he went in search of the items he'd need for her punishment.