Bonnie on the Horizon

“The Southern Phloriphornia Milkmaiden” hastily runs down numerous Dungeon corridors searching for the storage room Mistress Katalina mentioned Friday afternoon. She opens various doors, lets loose expletives, and finally finds her assigned apparel for today’s ceremonial hunt. In particular, Bonnie Daphna McBody slips on a garish blue “I Dream of Jeannie” knockoff genie costume and a bunny ear headband. Luckily for McBody, her future trophy huntress did provide her with suitable enough sneakers that would hold up just long enough before she was ultimately hauled back. She hears footsteps roughly 40 yards away. Lacing up her sneakers quickly and making sure everything is secure, Bonnie sprints towards the Front Entrance door. Living in a lush, tropical island village allowed her to build enough stamina to trek a decent distance. However, while leaving she accidentally dropped her stress ball gag on the ground just inside the Dungeon. The hunting party assembles at the door as rumors break out that an escape is in progress, Katalina Star addresses the party by explaining her strategy for Little Bonnie Foo Foo’s safe yet completely gratifying capture.



Katalina: Ladies, as you know we’ve had a bit of a security issue lately.



There’s some gasping and murmurs from the gathered crowd until Kat brings up a hand to calm them all down.



Katalina: Not to worry. It’s just a locked file that will take the perpetrator some time to get into. Meaning that, for the time being, we’re safe with what we have. Time to capture and return her. Now, I’m sure that a few of you are aching to get her sooner rather than later,



Katalina turns toward the exit pushing up the brim of her biker cap with the bottom of a heavy looking leather flogger. A flogger that shimmers along the light like her matching pants and corset top. Her eyes were shadowed a dark purple and lips painted black. She certainly looked the part of an urban huntress leader as she looks back at everyone.



Katalina: But remember; the further she gets, the longer the distance will be we get to drag her back. Public humiliation, that’s the key here everyone.



Kat takes a step toward Azzy as one of the girls, Candi, notices the ballgag picking it up and giggles as she attaches it around her neck pinching at the ball. Kat leans in to Azzy and smiles.



Katalina: I’m trusting you’ll be professional enough to assist?



Azurine Vebbins: Yes, Miss Star. I will follow your lead in dis venture. Are you initiatin’ da Code Stray? Or would deyr be anoder name for dis kind of sensitive situation?



While “The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins awaits a response, Bonnie Daphna McBody manages to duck into a nearby alley for a quick three-minute breather. She is thankful Katalina indulged in a morning feeding so McBody’s mammaries weren’t swelling as much as they could be right now. She says something under her breath.

Bonnie Daphna McBody: I’m a second-generation wrestler. I’m a former Women’s Champion. Would ask why I signed up for dis, but it’s too late now. Remember, dis is all ’bout findin’ your honest self.



Focus shifts back to inside the Dungeon where Katalina provides her plan of securing this particular stray.



Katalina: I’m certain she’s new to this area, so she won’t be overly hard to find. Just keep an eye out for an awkwardly dressed female or even ask for one. Now, let’s be off.



Kat waves out her flogger leading the pack out from the Dungeon and to the Malibu city streets in search of their prey.



Bonnie Daphna McBody hears the Dungeon Front Door entrance open with tremendous explosive fury. Sounds roughly three, maybe five blocks away. She starts sprinting again until she’s eventually spotted by someone in the hunting party who alerts Katalina. The individual suspects it’s the stray since no normal person in Malibu would usually be caught alive or dead in that gaudy get-up. Azurine Vebbins feels a sharp spank on her tush as she hears Katalina ask an important question.



Katalina: Tell me about your native land.



Kat calmly inquires as the entire party rushes past them in the direction of the scout. Kat, on the other hand, keeps a steady, slow, methodical pace and has Azzy keep by her side while Candi chases after something she sees floating around in the sky. The stress ball consistently bouncing off her sternum but it doesn’t seem to matter that much to the lion.



Azurine Vebbins: Well, deyr were three major cities in Phloriphornia. Halo Acres where I’m from, Penoca Beach where Bonnie’s brother and cousin lived, and Groves Valley which is where Bonnie grew up. I lived in da mountainous region of the island whereas she was surrounded by acres upon acres of orange groves, apple orchards, and wine vineyards. We also had a rather lax dress code considerin’ da balmy temperatures we had...not far removed from here in Malibu. We mostly wore bikinis, sarongs, and other…



Azurine Vebbins continues to almost meander which causes Miss Star to spank her like someone trying to get a CD from skipping in a CD player. The hunting party surrounds and corners around Bonnie Daphna McBody. She’s roughly fifteen blocks away from the Dungeon. McBody attempts to scurry, claw, scratch, and flee until she sees Katalina and realizes the jig is up. She makes one last attempt to flail away, but Katalina grabs her by the scruff shaking her head as a pair of hunters take hold of Bonnie’s arm pinning them behind her back. Once the milk maiden is fully restrained, Kat checks at her phone and sighs sending a quick text.



Katalina: Have a few minutes until it gets here,



She states as Candi, and the stress ball, come into Bonnie’s view. Candi is parading around humming a happy tune to herself while Kat looks back at Azzy.



Katalina: What about your culture? What did you do for fun?



Azurine Vebbins: Well, we usually went to Penoca Beach for volleyball, surfin’, and soccer. Oderwise, if you were old enough you went to see da wrestlin’ matches ran by Bonnie’s father “Poppa Slams” Slamuel Addergoole McBody, Senior. Usually had Clothes Fall Anywhere as well as Spank Squad Matches. Only oder place most tourists frequented was da now abandoned Drunken Turnbuckle Saloon. Also, we have an Annual Orange Juice Festival?



Katalina: Why are you asking like it’s a question?



Katalina states before stepping toward Bonnie extending out a hand clapping her fingers into the palm.



Katalina: You’re wearing something that belongs to me.



Bonnie feigns like she doesn’t understand. But then she recognizes it’s the second phase of the hunt: the nude display. Bonnie Daphna McBody swivels her hips in a hula hoop fashion while first kicking off her shoes, followed by tossing both of her stockings at Kat, followed by tearing her pants away since this costume must’ve been made in the 90’s, and then removes her bra with one fluid motion. McBody almost takes off the bunny ear headband, but given her sorority past she’s told to keep them on. She at least wanted everyone to visualize Bonnie Daphna McBody as her pet before handing over the headband. Once all hunting party members have that thought mentally emblazoned, McBody chucks the headband like a boomerang. Surprisingly, it lands on Candi’s head. Bare before Kat and everyone she almost drops to her knees if she wasn’t immediately held up by two members of the hunting party. Kat hands the costume remnants over for Azzy to hold onto before nodding to both Katie and Honey who forcibly turn Bonnie around.



Katalina: You can scream,



Kat says giggling as she slides the flogger’s tendrils up and down along Bonnie’s bare back watching her body quiver from the sensual feeling.



Katalina: But that would draw an even bigger crowd to your punishment, wouldn’t it?



Kat barely leaves a second for thought before she rears back and cracks the flogger hard along Bonnie’s bare back. McBody screams as onlookers view in abject horror. Bonnie manages to get her arms free momentarily in an attempt to scritch and scratch her shiny, polished brand-new collar off her neck. While the other members of the hunting party, including Azzy, are caught off-guard. This small detail was discussed by Kat and Bonnie when the latter entered her new living quarters. It was the last detail McBody herself knew about. The remaining agreed upon terms included Bonnie being paraded through the public streets, Katalina gloating about how she procured her new trophy, arriving back to the Dungeon where McBody would receive Star’s insignia, and finally becoming the centralized display object for a full-blown forniphilia party. However, the exact way these humbling requests would be carried out were exclusively known to Katalina Star.



Kat sighs over the resilience being shown before her as Honey and Katie each grab their respective arm from Bonnie both giving their Mistress apologetic looks. Katalina says nothing but draws the flogger along Bonnie's back a few more times then proceeds to whip her again and again. This time the milk maiden wouldn't be able to get her arms free as both Honey and Katie kept firm grips. Eventually, Kat finishes redding up the escapist’s back and steps away allowing the pairing of Honey and Katie to turn Bonnie around. Katalina is quick to grab at the underside of Bonnie's left breast giving it a firm squeeze until she begins to lactate. With a delicious smile on her face, Kat goes in licking up the thin trail of milk all the way to her nipple, which she purses her lips around giving a few hard suckles causing Bonnie to even wince from the pain.



Above the dominatrix's head, Bonnie can see the arrival of a small carriage being led by a team of four ponygirls. Each were identically dressed in leather harnesses with bells and wrist restraints attached to the very bars they were holding. Their feet were covered in polished hoof style boots and their heads wore harnesses with blinders, bit gags, and large feather plumes for attention. They wore bells off their nipples to attract attention from a far greater distance and, for the time being, just stood there. This would be Bonnie's fate, she knew, as Kat goes to the carriage back and those keeping hold of her arms lead the milk maiden along as well.



From the back, Kat pulls out a thin length of leather that she brings around and wraps around Bonnie's left wrist. Honey and Katie force the maiden's arms in behind her back as Kat proceeds to bind up her wrists sliding a small padlock through the holes keeping it cinched in place. Bonnie struggles once Honey and Katie take a step back but there was no give as the other hunters formed a semi circle around the back of the carriage acting as a wall almost daring the maiden to attempt an escape. Meanwhile, Kat was bringing something else out from the trunk of the carriage; a set of restraints with a small length of chain in between them. Just around five inches or so. Kat brings this over and gives it to Katie who crouches down and latches the restraints on around Bonnie's ankles locking them in place with similar looking padlocks. All the while Kat smiles back at Bonnie maintaining her dominant presence.



Once Katie was finished, Kat goes and gets one final item from the trunk; a much longer length of leather just as thin as the one used to bind up Bonnie's wrists. Kat attaches one end to the back of the carriage and comes toward Bonnie sliding the end of the leather wrapping it around her right bicep. She then brings it across her back circling it around the maiden's left bicep before coming back attaching the other end to the carriage as well giving Bonnie approximately five feet from the back of the vehicle.



With the escapist captured and strapped in place, Kat gestures Azzy over who obediently approaches still holding onto the bits of clothing Bonnie had been wearing earlier. The domina points downward and Azzy crouches allowing her Mistress to step off her back and into the carriage where Candi was already seated swaying to whatever tune was playing in her head with the rabbit ears and ball gag bouncing along with her. Kat grabs up the reins and gives a flick bringing the fillies to life as they begin to march forward.



Almost immediately, Bonnie feels herself pulled forward. With no other choice, she shuffles her feet as far apart as they'll go with each step as she follows finding herself paraded down the street as Honey and Katie kept close with the other hunters keeping their wider berth should the maiden find the means to attempt anything. Not that she could. It was now her fate to march naked down the street, humiliation growing in leaps and bounds with every face she saw from the corner of her eye staring back at her. Given how far she had run and the speed she was being pulled, it could very well be an hour before they reached the sanctity of the Dungeon.



Back inside the carriage, which Azzy keeps walking alongside of, Kat gives the reins another flick before looking over at her pet still humming away. Curiosity gets to her in her joyful state as she relaxes back in her cushioned seat and looks across the carriage.



Katalina: What are you humming, love?



Candi: Dancing Machine, Kitty Mistress.



Katalina: Mm. Sing it instead, Candi, I'm in a celebratory mood.



Candi's eyes light up as she begins to sing Jackson 5's “Dancing Machine” loud as she can while the carriage continues its parade down along the street. Bonnie just listens to the lyrics keeping her head down knowing it was only going to draw in more attention the louder Candi sang. Deep down though, Bonnie knew the absolute worst was yet to come as she continues marching down the street.



Throngs of people continue to gather down the public streets to witness this salacious spectacle. Upon arriving at the Dungeon, Azzy bends over to act as a stair for Miss Star. Candi just leaps down like a ferocious lioness. Bonnie Daphna McBody feels the leather being removed from the back of the carriage as she’s thrown over the right shoulder of Katalina. The domina then leads the rest of her hunting party into the Dungeon. Azurine Vebbins, being the newest maid, closes the front entrance doors behind her as the onlookers disperse.



“The Most Prized Hunt” Bonnie Daphna McBody flails and kicks to the best of her ability when she’s brought to Katalina Star’s office and placed into the nearby pillory. Katalina has the rest of the hunting party, save Azurine and Candi, go back to their regularly scheduled activities. Surprisingly, Ms. McBody had left her personal effects suitcase inside Star’s office and her pledge paddle was poking out. Vebbins decides to hand the pledge paddle to Katalina Star and argues it would be more humiliating for Bonnie to be spanked with her own pledge paddle than be flogged. Miss Star then decides to begin an interrogation session of sorts. Candi also decides to place the stress ball gag she’s been gnawing on and places it in McBody’s mouth per Star’s persuasion. Candi finds another gag somewhere else in the office to occupy herself.



Kat rears back with the paddle ready to give Bonnie’s ass a good licking...but instead reaches out catching Azzy across her own bottom. Before the maid can say anything, Kat points the paddle in her direction.



Katalina: Don’t ever think you’re the Mistress here.



The domina looks at Candi still humming away before pointing the paddle back into the office.



Katalina: My pet needs a chair, maid.



She simply orders before resting a hand on the small of Bonnie’s back ready to begin but waits on her maid to finish.



Azurine Vebbins gets down on her hands and knees in the office. She feels Candi crawl onto her back and sit on the small of her back.



Katalina: Now,



Able to focus now on Bonnie, Kat rears the paddle back cracking it hard across her plump bottom.



Katalina: You mind telling me what you were thinking?



Bonnie Daphna McBody does her best to respond with a severely saliva-coated stress ball gag in her mouth.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Mmmmmph mmmph mmph mmmph mmph mmmmph mmmph mmph mmph.



Kat listens to everything she’s being told and nods along.



Katalina: Mmhm. Oh my. Really? Oh. Well, you didn’t need--okay. That’s a lot you’re confiding in me. Oh, step stool…



The domina calls out tapping the paddle a few times against the side of Bonnie’s leg in effort to get Azzy’s attention.



Katalina: It turns out this little spy’s intentions was to take back certain documents pertaining to your being here back to your little island nation.



Azurine Vebbins: I have no reason to believe what you say is untrue, Miss Star.



Katalina: That’s it? She’s threatened to drag your name straight through the mud and nothing? Ohhhh my god. Candi, gag her.



Candi: ‘kay!



Candi giggles as she lies herself down along Azzy’s back pressing her J-cups into the maids back as she rests her hands over her mouth. Kat shakes her head and smacks Bonnie’s backside with her hand giving it a quick jiggle.



Katalina: I expect you to put up more of a show, my little milk maiden.



“The Most Prized Hunt” nods her head and wiggles her tush with emphasis on twerking what her mother Belva gave her. She keeps twerking and tries to explain with her eyes that her mammaries may need to be milked again. Her bosom appears rather swollen and in dire need of lustful lactation.



Katalina: Candi, up.



Candi hops up to her feet uncovering Azzy’s mouth in the process as Kat looks down her nose to her maid.



Katalina: Breast pumps in the drawer. Get them and use.



She purposely chops up her sentences there as she gives Bonnie’s backside a few more swats prior to stroking her hand against the fleshy goodness. She then leans down and even plants a tender kiss where she’s made the contact.



Katalina: I don’t hear pumping, maid.



“The Adorkable Angel” rushes to grab the breast pump and immediately starts pumping breast milk out of, for the lack of a better term, Bonnie’s jugs. Azurine hadn’t thought she’d ever be doing something so humbling herself. Still, she realizes that a maid’s role is to service those whom have dominion. She proceeds to place the pumped breast milk into a bottle marked “All-Natural McBody Moo Juice.” McBody manages to fill four bottles until Bonnie’s breasts no longer produce milk for the time being.



Katalina: Refrigerate them! Jesus almighty, maid. I thought Ruby taught you better than this.



Kat shakes her head patting her hand gently over Bonnie’s rump a few times.



Katalina: What I wouldn’t give for competent help…



She lets out a long sigh.



Katalina: Oh well. Someone will come along.



She says then proceeds to crack the paddle harder and harder against Bonnie’s bottom. Vebbins runs to a nearby refrigerator to make sure all four bottles remain properly chilled. She was waiting to make sure all the bottles were full first. “The Adorkable Angel” then reverts to being on her hands and knees in case she’s called upon to be a chair for Candi or something.



Azurine Vebbins: Apologies, Miss Star. First time milkin’ a woman under dese circumstances.



A decent amount of time passes for the milk to chill. Vebbins senses Kat may want some of one of Bonnie’s bottles and sprints to the refrigerator. She hands the bottle to Kat while on one knee. Katalina proceeds to chug the entire bottle of mouthwatering milk while thinking of Bonnie’s next punishment. Kat wipes a hand along her mouth placing the empty bottle down pointing the paddle at Bonnie.



Katalina: Stand it up.



Azurine Vebbins picks up Bonnie Daphna McBody by her right arm to raise her to a vertical base. McBody slings her right arm across Vebbins’ shoulders to maintain balance. Since neither prepared to hold the other, they both tend to bend over slightly presenting themselves in the path of Kat’s paddle.



Katalina: I didn’t say help it up, I commanded stand it up!



Kat states giving both girls a hefty swat across their plump bottoms. Vebbins finds a mannequin for McBody to be stood up against. Fearing another friendly fire spank, she decides to handcuff Bonnie’s hands around the mannequin’s shoulders. Azurine then curtsies to Kat hoping to have earned approval of following her command on a second attempt.



Katalina: Azurine…



Kat sighs placing a hand against her face.



Katalina: Bend over.



Vebbins bends over without protestation and as swiftly as her knocking knees will allow her.A Kat rests a hand over the small of Azzy’s back readying the paddle.



Katalina: Why is she handcuffed?



Azzy Vebbins: Wasn’t sure how else to keep her standin’ up without providin’ a shoulder to lean on, Miss Star. Should I remove dem?



Katalina: Does she look unconscious to you?



Kat asks spanking Azzy quickly.



Katalina: At what point could I have rendered her that way?



Azzy: She appears very conscious and cognizant, Miss Star.



Vebbins feels her bottom wiggle on its own accord after the spanking. McBody writhes against the mannequin as she’s well aware of the circumstances.



Azzy: Was dat da answer you were lookin’ for, Miss Star?



Katalina: No. Because if she was then why would you go beyond my command? Do you think I don’t understand what I’m doing?



Azzy: I’m still a novice in dis regard, Miss Star. I humbly apologize for oversteppin’ my bounds. Should it be uncuffed?



Vebbins remains bent over in case Kat feels it necessary to spank her again.



Katalina: Don’t bother. It’s a waste having you here. Leave the office, maid.



Azurine Vebbins appears defeated but understands she has disappointed Kat. She leaves the office promptly even accidentally having the door hit her plump bottom on the way out. Bonnie, meanwhile, still gagged gazes at Kat with a lulled, lustful longing. She wiggles and twerks her hips to gauge Kat’s reaction. McBody’s bosom also stiffens immensely once again at this time.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Mmmm mmm mmm, Mmmmmm?



Katalina: Hush.



Kat orders softly as she grips the underside of Bonnie’s jaw.



Katalina: First thing’s first. Do you want freedom from me, girl?



McBody shakes her head no. Bonnie felt she was now a living trophy and testament of Kat’s hunting prowess. The milkmaiden then patiently awaits Kat’s response.



Katalina: That’s rather boring. You’ve broken yourself. I suppose...I should just cover you up in latex or stick you in some vacuum sealed sheets and call it a day then.



McBody immediately freaks out about being covered in latex or stuck inside a vacuum sealed sheet. She attempts to flee again by lifting her arms over the mannequin’s head. Bonnie then scurries on her hands and knees for the office door. Bonnie fidgets with the handle feverishly. She bangs her fist on the door window. The milkmaiden manages to open the office door in an effort to garner a reaction that will entertain Kat. Azurine Vebbins is walking down a hallway when the two immediately get involved in an impromptu rough & tumble. McBody manages to get the better of the exchange, peels off her ball gag, and places it on poor Azzy. McBody then smacks her rival’s rump while signing a pair of devil’s horns behind her head. Bonnie then retorts to Kat.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: I broke myself ’cause dat was what I thought would make me one of your prized possessions. I want and still want to be your trophy, Mistress. It’s only fair given dat you successfully captured me in da wild. However, let’s make one thin’ clear...I will respect and honor your commands. Just needed da motivation and find out how to keep you entertained with da idea of keepin’ me.



Kat checks back in her office looking at the clock and then to Bonnie making her way down the hall. Her heels click loudly off the floor before she stops by Azzy pressing a foot down against her downed maids hips.



Katalina: It seems you’re still a little fiesty. Breaking yourself is a sign of disloyalty in my books. It tells me you think of me incapable of doing the task myself. Maybe you need another walk of shame?



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Perhaps I do need another walk of shame. But only if it would prove loyalty to my lone huntress, my Mistress, you. Now, it’s just a matter of will you break me or do I have to get more feisty?



Katalina: I want you to try another escape then. But,



She reaches down grabbing hold of Bonnie’s wrist.



Katalina: Since I have a hold of you, you’ll have to break free first.



Being a second-generation grappler, Bonnie Daphna McBody gives a forearm shiver to Kat in order to create separation followed by a Double Leg Takedown. The milkmaiden then sprawls to a semi-vertical base attempting to leave through the front door. She narrowly gets to the exit when she hears Kat ask a familiar question. Bonnie decides to answer it a different way...if it’s the question she remembers.



Kat remains down on her front looking up at Bonnie across the hall.



Katalina: So this is how you’re going for your freedom? Is it still wanted?



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Yes. But I’m sure you’ll want to catch me ’cause it’d be a shame if da others knew your first huntin’ trophy went missin’ again...dat your new collared cutie was prowlin’ da public streets again. Face it, Mistress, you want me ‘cause unlike some others who frequent here I can be a real hunt when da situation calls upon me bein’ so.



Kat smirks before looking beside her at Azzy shaking her head.



Katalina: Pathetic. Help me up already, maid.



Azurine, ever the capitulant, assists Kat to a vertical base. She bows her head in shame, folds her hands in front of herself, and whimpers softly. Bonnie finds what appears to be two leashes on a nearby wall. McBody willingly hands one to Kat without struggle, but maintains a solid grip on the other leash.



The domina makes a shooing motion toward Azzy.



Katalina: Go find something to clean.



She then turns back to Bonnie.



Katalina: Alright, you wish for a tussle, then let’s tussle. But whoever leashes the other first takes them for a walk.



Bonnie: Deal. Gave you dat first leash willin’ly, ’cause I thought your bitch needed a walk herself. And yes, I called her dat ’cause livin’ in Southern Phloriphornia was always tougher dan Northern Phloriphornia. Also, since I’m feelin’ lucky if I leash you, den it’s you who’ll be da centralized object at dat forniphilia party you mentioned when we first planned dis whole hunt business.



*Click* Kat clips the leash to Bonnie’s collar having approached while she was talking.



Katalina: Oh. Were you not ready? I heard deal and figured we were starting.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Every villain needs to say deyr monologue, Mistress. Should I walk while standin’ or do you have somethin’ else in mind?



Katalina: Stand. But two paces behind.



Kat gives the lead a sharp tug bringing the milkmaiden forward.



Katalina: You understand a prized catch is only that when there’s a challenge involved.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Yes, Mistress.



McBody walks two paces behind Star as she attempts to scratch and claw at nearby live-in doors. Bonnie does so to prove she can be quite the handful at times.



Kat ignores other than to give the leash a sharp tug.



Katalina: I wasn’t asking you a question, slave. I was more making a comment. You need to learn the difference between things if you’re ever going to impress me.



She stops opening up a storage room door.



Katalina: Get in. Now, that’s something you reply to.



McBody would try to say she was agreeing with the comment, but doesn’t want to come off looking like the mewling maid Kat employs. She also says “Yes, Mistress” since it’s the most coherent yet terse reply she can provide.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: Yes, Mistress.



Kat sighs planting a hand on Bonnie’s back shoving her into the room.



Katalina: Porno...phelia or whatever doesn’t exactly produce the smartest of individuals, does it?



Kat follows behind closing the storage door behind her before looking over a few shelves.



Katalina: Kneel, arms behind your back.



She says showing no faith in her tone.



McBody begrudgingly kneels and places her arms behind her back. Her bosom appears to be lactating a little again. Perhaps McBody took more Fenugreek supplements while Kat was focused on Azzy? The chilled air in the storage room also causes McBody’s mammaries to perk up rather noticeably.



Kat takes a long, satin black sleeve pulling it up both of Bonnie’s arms before running the lace through it tightening it in place.



Katalina: No more scratching. Now, face to the ground. That’s this part of your body,



Kat touches along Bonnie’s face.



Katalina: To this.



She stamps the floor with her foot before smiling.



Katalina: Do you think you can manage that difficult task?



Bonnie nods but makes a motion with her eyes to possible milk being spoiled. McBody goes to place her face on the floor when she feels something on her chest cavity. The milkmaiden looks up to Kat while also touching her face to the floor.





Katalina: Eyes to the floor. What’s more entertaining than a floor to you. Hm? Right, nothing.



Kat comes back to the shelf taking out an anal hook and some lube. Taking a seat on Bonnie’s shoulders, she begins to lube up the bulb end.



Katalina: Steady, chair, stop wobbling.



McBody looks down at the floor. She’s never seen what Kat took from the shelf before. A single droplet of milk falls onto the floor. Sounds like a pin dropping. Bonnie doesn’t question when Kat continues applying copious amounts of lube.



After a few more coats, Kat slides the bulb end straight up inside of Bonnie’s anus.



Katalina: Ready for your walk now? Though...you’ll be crawling on just your knees. Be sure to keep your head so everyone can see who you are.



Kat twists and turns the hook forcing Bonnie to go along with it.



Katalina: Crawl, slave!



Bonnie keeps her head level and begins to crawl on her knees. What makes her crawling extra difficult is that while some continues to drip on the Dungeon floor, most of McBody’s is causing her buxom bust to be full to bursting. Various live-ins gawk at Bonnie during this particular walk of shame. Azurine Vebbins, meanwhile, begins mopping up the possible milk trail and hasn’t removed her oral obedience aid yet.



Katalina: If you had just let me break you in in my office we wouldn’t have had to do this.



Kat notices Azzy and smirks snapping her fingers.



Katalina: Maid, hands and knees as well.



Azurine Vebbins remembers her maid training, gets down on her hands and knees, and proceeds to clean up the milk trail with washcloths since it’d be impractical to mop a floor from a non-standing position. The work wouldn’t be done correctly and the liquid mess would just spread across the floor.



Kat doesn’t seem to care about this at the moment as she walks Bonnie’s face right up against Azzy’s covered up backside and laughs.



Katalina: Push back, maid.



Already humiliated, “The Adorkable Angel” pushes back as Bonnie makes an attempt to pucker up. Neither completely likes what’s happening, but Bonnie appears to be taking things more in stride. Probably because she’s had more experiences and isn’t dating anyone currently. Vebbins blushes and goes back to cleaning up the milk trail. McBody does feign not enjoying the kiss, however, so Kat still feels entertained by the two Phloriphornians’ mutual discomfort.



Kat grips hold of Bonnie’s hair bringing her head up.



Katalina: Should I continue breaking you in?



Bonnie makes an effort to tongue the hand and arm holding onto her luscious locks like a doe to a salt lick. McBody then attempts to crawl away as an act of futility. Mentally, she’s preparing for the upcoming party but she doesn’t whisper a word about it out loud. She remains silent and just continues licking her Mistress until Kat says something to her.



Katalina: Better. Crawl your way back to my office. I’ll be in there to deal with you later.



Kat lets go of the anal hook and turns heading down the hall grabbing and twisting her hand in Azzy’s hair pulling her along the way. The milkmaiden crawls on her knees back to Kat’s office. As for a certain adorkable angel? Her face appears equal parts joygasmed and petrified having Miss Star drag her by the hair. Kat’s pulling efforts lead Azzy to the Kat’s MeWow Bondage Club and Lounge.



Katalina: Clean.



She orders before closing and locking the doors as she makes her way back to the office. Vebbins starts dusting the Lounge using her feather duster oral obedience aid. Security camera footage of her continued cleaning appears to be lost from the archives. Bonnie, meanwhile, crawls all along the carpet inside Kat’s office. McBody hears the door open and lays her face on the floor again.



Katalina: There’s my obedient girl.



Kat smiles bringing Bonnie up to her knees and gropes hold of her right breast.



Katalina: Mm, so firm and already oozing out. You’re about ready for another tasty pumping, aren’t you?



McBody nods even if she was wanting to have Kat suckle for a whatever time this is feeding. Still, beggars can’t be choosers or rather milkmaidens can’t be spigots or tapped kegs. Plus, deep down, Bonnie Daphna McBody thinks Kat does this to show her superiority via simultaneously getting her dairy delight while performing a process of intimate humiliation.



Bonbon: Yes, Mistress.



Kat pinches her fingers into Bonnie’s left breast squirting out a tiny bit of milk as she goes and runs her tongue all along the thin trail ending at her nipple, giving it a couple of good suckles.



Katalina: So tasty.



With the pump still on her desk, she reaches and takes hold of it pressing it to Bonnie’s breast and begins squeezing out the milk.



Katalina: You know, we haven’t actually talked yet. Do you...enjoy this?



Bonbon: Very much so. It’s like what I used to say McBody milk does any body good. Plus, it keeps me pleasant, peppy, and perky. Do you enjoy my nourishin’ milk? And also, is deyr anythin’ else you’d like to talk ’bout, Mistress Katalina?



Katalina: Just your position here. Wow, you’re giving out a lot this time around.



Bonbon: Only thin’ I can control is how many supplements I take to assist in producin’ my milk. Can be therapeutic, but I do occasionally have mood swin’s. What would my position be here?



Katalina: Slave.



Kat answers abruptly switching over now to Bonnie’s right breast working that one over.



Katalina: Milk slave would be your official title. Full time live in. I’d set you up with your own place here and such.



Bonbon: Permission to say dat I would enjoy havin’ dat official title and livin’ here full-time? Gives me a purpose, makes me feel honest. Not to disparage any of your girls...I’m just glad my life now doesn’t feel like a hamster wheel. By da way, did dat cherry Pop Tart tell you how people from our island usually slept in mermaid blankets and danced in mermaid dresses?



Katalina: I’m still interrogating her for information. But she’s only here part time.



Kat finishes with the pumping and rests back looking her bound up milk slave over.



Katalina: Hm, something’s missing though. If you’re going to belong to me you’re going to need something that shows it.



Remembering about the hook, Kat comes up to her feet.



Katalina: Higher up on your knees, slave, and lift up that chin.



Bonnie, or as she’ll probably be known from this point forward Bonbon, lifts up her chin and gets higher up on her knees. Bonnie wonders what the missing something could be, but doesn’t have to wait for long as she hears a prick sound on her collar. The prick sound came from Kat’s insignia pin. McBody blushes slightly as she notices Kat place the four new bottles of milk into a hidden mini fridge. Bonbon then smiles when Kat lays out some other details including something about a party with “her people”...the forniphilia party she and Bonnie discussed in their first meeting/session negotiation.



Katalina: I’ve decided you’re to be the central part of it, meaning right here in the middle. Be sure your breasts are nice and ready for a good milking because it’ll be among the only times I’ll be willing enough to share it.



Kat removes the hook from Bonbon’s backside and undoes the lace to the single sleeve binding up the slave’s arms.



Katalina: Now, let’s get you to your room.



Kat clips a lead to Bonbon’s collar and gives a gentle tug.



Katalina: As a slave you’ll be sleeping on the bottom floor of the dormitory section of the Dungeon. Unless you’re willing to become a submissive’s pet.



Bonnie Daphna McBody: I would be willin’ after dat party. Would mean da world to me to be displayed as a trophy one time. Thank you for dat opportunity, Mistress. Permission to ask, dough, what happens if you run out of my bottled milk and have a sudden cravin’ in da middle of da night?



Katalina: I come to the source. You’re a milk slave, it’s your task here. I have fillies and maids and ponygirls and hamsters and women acting like horses. Everyone has a role and they fill it. Here’s your room.



Kat stops at a single door among many unlocking and opening it. The room itself was fairly small, really the size of a singles dorm room with just enough space for a bed and a dresser.



Katalina: As a slave all decorative designs will have to be approved by me.



Bonbon: Yes, I understand wholeheartedly, Mistress.



Standing in silence, Kat starts tapping out a tune against her thighs looking around until things become awkward.



Katalina: Have fun!



Kat drops the leash and heads on down the hall leaving Bonbon to her empty room.