Livestock Punishes Her Useless Udders

Description: My udders haven’t earned a single word of praise—they’re useless, saggy sacks of fat that haven’t produced a drop of milk, and naughty, inert udders need to be punished. using clothespins, i pinch my tender flesh and swollen teats until these sacks of lard are covered in painful little reminders of their failure. then i hoist these pathetic, shapeless, sagging udders up and slam them down on the table over and over. the clothespins bite into my soft flesh, stinging them like the worthless sacks they are. even as they're aching and sore, they can still serve some purpose—you can still squeeze them, jiggle them, and then claim them for your own use by burying your rock-hard cock between them.