'You do it,' said Dorris. 'I'm not setting foot in that cesspit.'
Florence nodded and stood. She passed Leia and walked down the hall to the milking station and guided the equine herm into the room. The air was still thick with Jenny's recent musk, a musk that Florence realised she was very familiar with as memories of hiring the young slutmare surfaced.
Leia gave the handles on the wall a good tug. 'Seems secure. I'll have to test it properly you understand. We're much stronger when the adrenaline of a full rut is surging through us.'
Florence nodded. 'I'll leave you to it.'
'No,' said Leia before the old woman could leave the room. 'If I discover any faults your sister will claim I broke it. I'm afraid you'll have to stay and watch.'
Florence felt a tingle of excitement wash through her. It was wrong, and normally she possessed the discipline to deny her bodies' needs, but the potent pheromones were breaking down her resistance enough to convince herself that she really was being forced to watch.
She shut the door and turned the lock. Leia smiled. The slutmare stripped her leathers and Florence's eyes went wide at the sight of the three foot cock in front of her. And she thought six inches was long!
Leia turned and slid her cock into the long tube and attached the milking cups to her tits. She adjusted the setting to low and a gentle stream of milk was teased from her nipples. Her tail swished, adding her scent to the already sex soaked air.
She glanced over her shoulder. Florence was smoothing her dress over and over. 'It can get quite messy once I go into heat. Unless you have some spare clothes, I suggest you take those of and put them in the drawer.
Florence froze. For a moment it looked like she might be catatonic but then she nodded and pulled her dress over her head. She rolled it up and set it in a drawer, then unclipped her bra and shuffled out of her underwear.
Leia could tell that she was once very beautiful. Her breasts, once full, drooped and pointed to the floor. Her skin sagged and was very dry. Time had taken its toll.
The slutmare increased the setting. She rocked her hips back and forth and flicked her tail from side to side. The heat in the room steadily rose and sweat glistened on her skin. She glanced over her shoulder again and was pleased to see that Florence was sweating too, and breathing very heavily.
Leia flicked a switch and a bottle on the side filled with just her milk. She reached over and took a sip, then passed it to Florence.
'You need to stay hydrated dear. We're going to be a while.'
With a shaking hand Florence accepted the bottle and lifted it to her lips. The creamy liquid was delicious. She took a larger swig, then a gulp, and before she knew it the bottle was empty.
Leia detached the cup from her right breast. Her nipple continued to leak and Florence couldn't help but lick her lips. She felt the strong hand of the slutmare behind her head and allowed herself to be guided to the teat.
Florence suckled greedily. She had no idea how much time passed. She just sucked and swallowed while the machine hummed away. Her brittle hair thickened into a lush mane in Leia's hand, and the red was now natural.
She started to feel full and pulled away. 'Thank you.'
'My pleasure. You suck a lot harder than the machine.'
'Really? I thought these things were extremely powerful.'
'Try that cup and see for yourself.'
Florence picked up the spare cup and slid it over her drooping breast. She didn't notice Leia turning down the dial, and felt only a slight suction that was strong enough to attach the cup but do little else.
'That's no good at all,' she said.
'Indeed. My left breast is still achingly full.'
'Oh. Well, I can at least help with that.'
Leia pulled the cup free and Florence leant in for her second meal. Despite being full she suckled just as hungrily as before. With nowhere to go, the milk felt as though it was going directly into her own breasts.
The years melted off her. She was no longer the older sister. She was younger, more open minded, and horny. She resented her sister for living with her and interfering with her love life. She despised the bigotry that held their business back.
Her breasts were really getting full. She needed a milking herself. Memories of using the machine for her own needs filled her mind and she stopped her suckling.
'I know what's wrong,' she said. She attached the cup back to Leia's breast. 'You've got the intensity turned down. Here.'
Florence turned the dial up to 80% and both of them moaned as their milk flooded the tubes.
'Yes, how silly of me. I get confused when I'm rutting.'
Florence kneaded her free breast to ease the soreness while the other was drained. Leia noticed and turned down the dial briefly to detach her cup and Florence moaned with gratitude as it was placed on her aching tit.
Leia grabbed both handles and started pounding into the machine. She'd been on edge for too long. The tube rattled from the ferocious pounding but it held strong. Florence was awed by the display of sexual prowess and she traced a finger across her folds. When Leia whinnied, she sighed with a shiver.
The bottles filled with a mixture of Leia's spunk and her milk. Leia sampled it and detected slightly sweeter notes than usual, but it was suitable as jizzcream. She offered a taste to Florence but the woman declined.
'We'd better get back to my sister,' she said. 'The grumpier she gets the harder it'll be to convince her to sell.'