Dairy Delivery

[Midnight Walker]

This story is NSFW, you have been warned. Themes of rainwear, Master/slave, electroplay.


Thomas turned right onto a dirt driveway. The delivery van rocked back and forth on its suspensions from the rough road. This was the last package of the day, at Carroll's dairy farm. He usually order one component or another for all the complicated machinery at the farm. It was his favorite stop as he had a thing for Mr. Carroll. He thought he was has incredibly hot with his muscles and tan from working a farm all his life. He was a little older sure but Thomas couldn't stop imagining him taking him from behind. He also loved his outfits, usually a coverall or heavy jacket of sorts, paired with gloves and rubber boots. It gave a real working man vibe that Thomas couldn't get enough of.

He parked his van on the side of the loop that made the end of the driveway. He smelled the rancid smell of cow shit and saw the suspects out grazing in the field 100 yards away. He got out opened the back and grabbed Mr. Carroll's package. He felt something roll back and forth in the brown box as he made his way to the milking shed. Mr. Carroll always choose to have his packages dropped off in this building. That's why he always guessed it was some kind of component used for repair. He opened the door and placed the package on a table by the door, he used his tablet to take a pic and scan the package out of his system. He turned to leave bummed he didn't get a glance of the owner.

He was almost at the exit when he heard a slam and saw Mr. Carroll coming from the opposite side of the rows and rows of mechanical milking station. His cock started to get excited as he saw Mr. Carroll walking towards him. He was smiling and waved at Thomas. "How are you doing Tom!" said Mr. Carroll. Great Thomas responded. He looked over him. He was wearing a white pvc two piece rain suit, surprisingly not stained from the environment. He was wearing over the pants tall black rubber hip waders. The tops of them slapping into his ass and thighs as he walked forward. His entire outfit was soaked in drops of water. "Just got done hosing out the sluice tank, defiantly had to spray myself down after standing hip deep in liquid shit" he joked. "I was wondering if you took a swim or something" Thomas joked back. Looking great as usually Thomas added. He leaned in and rubbed the surface of his wader running his hand quickly up the boot towards his crotch. He briefly felt a hard cock inside the plastic material. Thomas's heart picked up its pace. "Where did you get these waders, been thinking of getting into fishing and I would defiantly love a pair." Mr. Carroll paused for just a moment, frozen at the touch. He grinned deeply "I got them at a farmer's supply store right down the road" he pointed at a invisible building through the wall. Mr. Carroll continued "You should get a pair, I'm sure you would look quite smart in them, out in a stream." The Farmer place a hand on his shoulder. "Might stop by and take a look one of these day." Thomas said.

Thomas now quite nervous and excited decide to not push his luck more. "Well, its getting late, I should get going Mr. Carroll." "Please call me Elijah" he recommended with a smile. Thomas said "Ok, have a nice evening Elijah." He walked towards the door, He heard in a firm yet trusting voice "I think you should stay and get undressed Tom." Thomas smirked "no way" he thought to himself. He spun, "wait seriously?" Thomas said. Elijah winked and said "yes, get undress fully right here."

Thomas smiled from ear to ear. He kicked off his work boots. He took off his jacket, then his canvas pants. He was slowing down bit by bit taking pleasure, trying to think what might happen next. Elijah stood there drip drying with his hands crossed over his chest, watching with a grin as Thomas stripped. After a couple of minutes Thomas was pulling his underwear down to his ankle, bending down to pull them off he felt his cock stabbing him in the abs. He stood up, arms to the side waiting expectedly for Elijah's turn.

Elijah's said "good, now turn around place your head against the wall and close your eyes." Thomas smiled and turned on the balls of his feet. He leaned against the wall, only poking his ass out. He smiled to himself thinking that Elijah was going to fuck him right here in this room wearing that suit and waders. He got harder thinking of what sound his waders would make slapping his ass as he was fucked.

"No peeking" said Elijah. Thomas heard draws opening, stuff being shifted around, material being moved over itself, then finally a heavy mechanical breathing. "turn around" said a deeper and warped voice. He did and opened his eyes. Elijah was still standing there in his gear but with a couple new editions. He wore shoulder length shiny black rubber gloves over his arms. He wore a gas mask with two blacked out lenses. His hood was over his head now. Over everything he wore a shiny black latex apron that went down to just past his knees, still showing those waders. In one hand he was holding a orange stick with two points at the end, look a oversized plastic fork that was missing the middle tooth. The other hand had a jumble of leather.

"Get on your hands and knees" Elijah commanded. Still excited he did as he was asked. He was shivering in excitement, was Elijah going to drape his apron over his head and let him suck his meaty cock? Elijah approached him slowly, taking in the moment of easy submission. He legs strutted till he finally stood over the delivery driver. His feet were under Thomas's head. He simply stated "kiss my boots." Thomas quickly lowered his head, for a moment he took in the smell of worn rubber, it had the smallest hint of that repulsive smell from earlier, but this time it was doing something for him. He gingerly stared to make out with the still wet surface. He couldn't concentrate on one wader foot, his body was covered in goose bump from the situation Thomas found himself in. He could feel his strained cock running with precum. He wanted to so badly to hump his leg, feeling his penis against the surface.

"This is so fucking hot Elijah." said Thomas between kisses. Elijah leaned over him and he felt cold metal on his bum. In a instant he felt like he was hit by lighting. His arms gave out and he caught a face full of rubber. His heart was beating out of his chest. Elijah yelled "You like the cattleprod! From now on you will only speak when I ask you a question, you refer to me as master from now on"! Thomas was processing this request for a couple seconds and he felt the prongs move to his ribs and shock him. Thomas yelped and leaned on his side, drool coming out of his mouth onto those delicious waders. Elijah was smirking under his mask as he tortured his new friend.

"Ye-Ye-Yesss Master." Thomas said through the residing pain. Elijah stepped to Thomas's side, he leaned down and put a leather gag over Thomas's mouth. His foot rested on Thomas's hand as he pinned him there. He was in complete control and he loved it. He aggressively pulled on the strap, cinching it tight on his face. He then wrapped a leather collar around Thomas neck. The leather of the leash groaned in his rubbery hands. "Good" Elijah said giving the leather leash a harsh pull, yanking Thomas's head towards him.

Thomas couldn't believe what he got himself into, it was a wet dream and a nightmare all at once. All he could think of was Elijah touching him, he would do whatever he wanted to continue to receive his touch. Elijah pulled the lead and started walking forward. Thomas struggled to keep pace with his master, He didn't give him a lot of slack on the lead. He felt his latex apron billow as he walked the material caressing his side. His cock swung side to side as he crawled, some of his juices splattered off and hit the ground or even better Elijah's boots. He was lead to behind the isle where the cows would come in for the day. He crawled through grime and who knows what else as the floor was sticky, covered in used hay. Elijah was savoring the feeling of being completely sealed off as he glanced down and saw Thomas's face cringe as he crawled through the disgusting floor. It gave him a sense of superiority. He lead him up the to the raised concrete pad that held the entrances to where the cows were milked. He pulled Thomas into one of the multiple stalls. The end of it held a metal gate where a cow would stick its head and feed while being milked.

Elijah pushed Thomas's head into the gap. "Arms through the gate slave." Elijah said through the mask. Thomas pushed both arms through. Elijah's tip of his penis was rubbing the inside of his bib pants, thinking about what he was going to do with this toy. He leaned forward and he started to tie each arm around one of the bars that made up the gate. Thomas was soon locked in place, no hope to escape. Thomas gag made his teeth ached with how hard it was in his mouth. Even with all the soreness and messiness he was still hard. Letting this man take control of him was a feeling of relief, giving himself to someone's full control was like a weight that was lifted off his chest. He Heard a whir of machine as Thomas strained his neck to look up.

Elijah was lowering one of the milking harnesses that was stored up and above. The six stainless steel tubes clinked against each other as they were moved down. He unnecessarily wrapped the leather lead to a hook on the wall. He walked to a small rack on the wall. He grabbed a bottle of udder cream and squirted some into his shiny gloved hands. He rubbed his palms together, they squelched making Thomas take notice. After he was cover in the stuff he went to work on the target areas.

Thomas was shivering in anticipation, he knew that all that cream on Elijah's hands wasn't just for moisturizing his gloves. Elijah squatted next to Thomas, he reached out towards his chest. He liberal started to grease his nipples, each pink tip slathered in white cream. The initial touched caused Thomas to grunt and his cock to bow slightly at the base. After each one was lubricated Elijah raised his leg up and over Thomas's back. His apron bunching up on the slave beneath him. Thomas started to gently move back and forth, up and down attempting to feel the texture of each leg and the apron that was laying on him. One hand spread Thomas's ass, the other rubbed up and down the crack filling it and his anus with the udder cream. Elijah over his own breath could just make out Thomas breathing out tiny moans. Elijah stepped over him again and knelt right behind Thomas. His plastic pants and waders pressed into him as he knelt. He grabbed Thomas's rod and started to rub it up and down. Thomas was leaning back and forth at this wonderous touch. He finally let out a loud and pathetic moan from some where deep inside him. Elijah spanked his ass, leaving a creamy stain on his cheek. "hold still swine." as he finished up greasing his erect cock. Through the thick gloves he could feel it pulsating in anticipation.

After the necessary parts were lubricated Elijah grabbed each milking probe. He started off where he began. He grabbed the flesh supporting his nipples and forced the tips into the probes. He clicked the clamps into place securing them. He walked behind Thomas's quivering form and once again parted his ass. He pushed the probe against his anus. After some initial resistance it moved inside of him. Thomas screamed "ahh" as his asshole was violated. The probe was pushed in deeper and deeper, inch by inch.

Thomas had taken cock in his ass before but the cold metal probe was different. He felt his dignity was being taken away as it was pushed, a feeling he so loved. Once the probe was wedged inside of him. Elijah threaded his cock into the next probe. This was one was the easiest. His erect member went in nice and smooth. Thomas started to hyperventilate, he wanted what to come next to happen now, bit Elijah was taking his time. He wanted this erotic act to stretch out, he loved the feeling of dominating the pathetic delivery boy. His large cock aches but not yet, he wanted to have control on himself unlike the poor excuse of a man in front of him.

The probe made a click as it was locked onto Thomas's dick. Elijah made a tug on the drain line to make sure it was secured, this caused Thomas to let out a pleasurable grunt. He stood up off the shit stained floor. He walked back to the front of Thomas. Each methodical step caused the apron to flap against his waders. He rested his hand on top of Thomas's head, the cream coat his hair. He ran his rubber fingers through his hair. "So" Elijah said through the diaphragm "this isn't how you thought this day would go." Thomas grinned with gag in his mouth. He let a affirmative grunt. Elijah grabbed both sides of his head and started to forcibly wipe the balm off his gloves onto the slave. Like a slimy hair gel he wiped off the balm on the growling dirty slave.

He wiped the remnants onto the front of his apron. After all that, if you have the gear on you minus well use it he laughed to himself. He grabbed the attached milking machine remote and a collection container. The container was a clear by yellowed stain plastic container. he attached it to the opposite end of where Thomas was attached to. He squatted down in front of Thomas's face. He grabbed his neck roughly, Thomas could feel his airway constrict as Elijah held him in his Rubbery grip. He pointed to the container and said "I'm going to milk you, if you don't fill it to the brim, I'm going to shock you senselessly." Thomas looked at the container and then to his black lensed eyes. He tried to murmur "I'll try master but that is a large container" but the gag only allowed suppressed muffles.

Elijah pressed the necessary buttons on the controller. The machine rumbled to life with parts of it hissing. Thomas squealed in both pleasure and pain. The attachment on his nipples bit and burned as the machine berated his pink domes. His penis was rubbed back and forth vigorously, he realized he was going to cum in no time. He bit into the gag trying to steady himself. The probe in his ass would occasionally rub his colon. He arched his back trying to move it closer to his spot. Elijah watched controller in hand as his slave raised his ass into the air and lowered his head towards the ground. Thomas's eyes were shut hard at the mixed sensation permeating his body. Elijah witness drool leaking out the sides of his mouth. He wiggled his toe. A thick globule coated the surface, Thomas pressed his face into his masters wader smelling the scent of the rubber. Wishing he could lick his boots to show how much he loves this.

Only two minutes have passed since the machine was turned on. Thomas's hands turned white from death gripping the bar he was attached to. Over the loud mechanical noises he could feel the machine slurping at his cock. It felt like putty as the membrane of the machine moved with purpose. He let of small ahh sounds as he wanted this aggressive edging to last for hours. His knees started to buckle and his hips gave as he orgasmed. He felt his cum being pulled out of him versus it shooting. He was screaming into his gag, causing Elijah to smile in his mask. The feeling of bliss only lasted shortly as his penis started to feel sore after repeated rubs. The eye of his cock felt like it was starting to burn. He realized the machine was just going to keep at it after his orgasm. His balls felt tight to them as they were drained.

Elijah sighed, "is this meager amount all you can make?". He walked behind Thomas running a rubber finger down his sweat covered spine. "Let me help" said Elijah as he proceeded to force the probe in his ass deeper. He yelped as it went in. He could feel the head directly on his colon. He looked to his right and saw the collection container drip with his white liquid. He came again deeper, Elijah watched as his cock was twitching up and down shaking the probe. Thomas had never came this hard, he felt processed. His body was sore and he loved and hated this procedure. He let go of the bar and was pulling against his ropes trying to desperately change position to stop the machine from rubbing him raw. His balls ached, as they were completely drained. He felt two sharp tips on his back and he almost realized as to what it is as Elijah pressed the button on the prod. Thomas collapsed on the ground feeling the pain. This was added as too as the ground pressed his cock and nipple probes deep into him. He started to cry as he said "please stop." Elijah just laughed at the gaged words as he delivered another jolt into his ass. He kicked Thomas's thigh and yelled "cum, whore"!

Another orgasm ripped through Thomas, he couldn't feel anything exit him though. This orgasm was weaker then the other two. He desperately pushed himself up, collapsing multi times as the soreness of staying in the position was taxing his arms. Elijah was amused by his attempts, "what? The slave already tired of playing." He laughed as he strode around him. He sighed and pressed the off button on the machine, it slowed down in a sad hum then finally stopped. The only sound was Thomas breathing deeply try to catch his breath. Elijah reached down and undid his gag, it plopped into the grime coated floor, his salvia encrusting it. Thomas crouched there eyes closed and breathing deeply.

Elijah undid all the probes across his body. The nipple and cock ones slide off easily. The one wedged into Thomas's ass was a bit difficult. He pulled gently, bit by bit, waxing it with more udder cream. Thomas gasped as the metal object was yank from his sore ass. Bits of bodily fluid drip off the probes and landed on Elijah's rubber apron.

Elijah said "my turn" and he lifted up his apron and undid the fly on his bib pants. His erect cock popped out glistening. He pulled a condom out of his pocket and rolled it onto his member. He didn't want his cock to actually touch the disgusting creature in front of him.

He took his time caressing and teasing Thomas. Running his hands over his ass and thighs. Thomas bit his lips from this gentle rubbery touch and for the upteenth time today he started to get erect. Elijah splayed his apron across his back. He grabbed each cheek and spread it wide. He pushed the head of his penis against his anus. He leaned on his knees into Thomas's ass and he felt the lubricated condom entire inside Thomas. Thomas made a high pitched ahh at this sensation. Compared to the oversized probe, his master's cock was heavenly. Elijah moved his hips gently back and forth enjoying the squeeze of Thomas's anus on his dick. Thomas rested his head on his forearms and open his mouth open and closed with each of Elijah's thrusts.

Elijah quickened his pace, he wanted to cum some bad. The feeling of his gear on his naked sweaty body put him into a trance. He spanked Thomas's ass and said "you like that cock you dirty whore." Thomas moaned yes, the whole time his wrists aches from the restraints. Elijah aggressively pulled back on Thomas's thighs and brought him closer to his groin. This caused Thomas to lean forward, he felt his wet cock slap the ground. Thomas moaned like a whore from the pleasure, air was forced out of Elijah's mask in increasing increments. Elijah leaned into Thomas and made his cock go even deeper. Thomas felt Elijah's head rub his prostate and his pleasure increased. He got so loud, Elijah grabbed his throat to steady himself and to silence Thomas. He didn't want his cum dumpster to ruin his moment of pleasure. His other hand reached under Thomas's belly and he aggressively grabbed his cock. He started to stroke it. The greasy surface was slick as he worked his elbow length rubber glove up and down his cock. Thomas squinted his eyes trying his best to last as long as possible.

Each movement of Thomas rubbed the apron across his back and caused Elijah's waders to slap into Thomas's thighs. Elijah felt his cock pulsating inside Thomas. Even with a hand around his throat Thomas made pathetic pleasurable sounds. Inside his mask Elijah could hear the hiss of his breath and the squeak of rubber. Thomas yelled "oh" as his cock squirted over Thomas's glove. "Quitting already" Elijah said as he power thrusted into him. Elijah felt sweat work his way down his back onto his butt. He was sure he smelled like a plasticy rubbery wretch underneath the gear. He loved the feeling of fucking someone while head to toe in gear, the ability to feel as if he was a total stranger who could do whatever he wanted.

After suppressing his deep desires he took the time to feel the gear on him. The straps of the bib pants and apron crossing his back and shoulders. His toes dug deep inside his waders. His gloves protecting his hands from the slave's own mess. The feeling of rubber inside his mask caressing his lips. He moved his cum coated hand to Thomas thighs and took three large thrusts and felt the head of his cock explode. The condom was surely filled with his sticky load. He felt as though he was elevating out of his own skin from enjoyment. His pushes slowed as he boiled down.

He pulled his penis out of Thomas's bum. Taking care not to mess with the condom. He placed the condom off to the side and finally stood up. The knees and shins of his waders were covered in grim. His apron messy from all the fluids used in this session. His one glove covered in Thomas's load. He took time to pull his cock back inside his pants. Still sticking from just being inside the condom. Both man were breathing heavily from the shared exertion. Elijah bent down and untied Thomas's hands and he proceeded to recollar him. "Thank you for fucking me master." Elijah replied "now it is time to pay me back." He took the condom and proceeded to pour the content across the front of his latex apron. The splurge ran down the black surface to the shins of his boots.

He yanked the collar and said "clean slave" in a commanding voice. Thomas never hesitated and work his mouth starting at the top of Elijah's apron. The loose smooth latex was tough to hold still with his mouth. He greedily licked Elijah's load off of the apron. The taste to him was exquisite, he felt honored to be able to touch his master's gear. He then started to filleted each finger of his gloves, now licking his own load. Elijah could feel the sloppy wetness of Thomas's mouth over his hands, still he was completely protected from this creature. After cleaning his gloves he finished his "course" on his waders. The heavy duty rubber contained all manners of mess from themselves and the environment. He made toothless bites to clean his waders. The feeling of standing over his naked slave as he licked his boots excited Elijah. He felt perfectly natural dominating his slave, commanding him to do anything at his own whimsy.

The sides of Thomas's mouth had all manor of crud and sickness on them. Once satisfied with his oral clean Elijah yanked the leather lead and guided him back to the entrance of the shed. Thomas's body was bruised, reddened, and disgusting. He could feel his limp wet cock slap between this thighs as he crawled.

Elijah leaned down and aggressively grabbed the leather collar. He went eye to eye with Elijah. Thomas could see his pathetic reflection in the darkened lenses. Elijah held the cattle prod a inch away from Thomas's eye. Elijah said "I'm going to release you now, but know this I control you from here on out till I get bored of you, if you displease me in anyway I will find new and fun ways to punish you, so go and be on your best behavior." Elijah unclipped the collar and Thomas dropped to the floor.

Elijah walked away paying no mind to the sniveling guy as he went back to his farm chores. Thomas couldn't think of anything else besides being collared by his new master as soon as possible. He got redressed with a dumb smile on his face.

[Don Wellington]

[KlepperGuy]

Good story ....Thanks

[maxandwellies]

Good Read