The Gelding Blade
by first timer
A story of futurities femdom harvesters 


Male sperm was at a all-time market high of $800 a pint as 15 yr. old Betsy
watched her mothers four big male bullcows from behind grunting into their
milking tubes! Their big heavy dangling milk sacks jiggling and churning in
rhythm to the pulsating vibration of the extractor collars around their
scrotol necks held in place with thick leather straps around their hips which
held the milking tubes up tight against their big discharging male teats.

Finally their grunts subsided signaling to Betsy they were finished for now.
Until later in the afternoon when she would again hook them up for their final
deposit! Pushing herself off the fence rail she was leaning against she
stepped forward and started yanking the velcro straps off their backs and from
around their testicles saying. "Ok guys you know the routine! Clean your
tubes, your udders and teats, then take your feeding liquids. I want a see a
bigger volume out of all of you this afternoon! Don't disappoint me boys"!

It never failed to impress her how weak they were after their milking! They
were all over 200 pounds of lean male muscle. But their legs would be shaking
as they would slowly get to standing. It was comical watching them spreading
their legs to accommodate their big heavy hanging male milk sacks which
dangled just above their knees. Her mom called them. "Male udders"! Which she
found udderly comical. The bottom pendulous girth was of incredible size! As
big as two soccer balls with a hundred times the weight which pulled down on
their scrotums stretching the necks thin at the top. They were handicapped by
them making them easily managed by me or any other girl or woman and these
ones wouldn't know the gelding blade for a longtime to come, as long as they
kept producing milk.

The milk

Male milk was essential as a base ingredients in locking organic and genetic
compounds together like a type of glue. Allowing them to interact and stay
stable for years! The latest discovery was called. Helen! Helen restored youth
beauty and strength to a female within a matter of days. A 50 yr. old woman
looked and felt 20 again. Only male sperm could achieve this. It was the key
in the process being that it was genetically compatible with a females growth
genes!

Five years ago it was discovered. Before that I remember mom always gelding
our males. Mom would cut their balls off and throw them into the pig pen for
the pigs to eat. Saying.. "At least their good for something"! I watched her
doing it and watched their cocks get big and hard when she brought the gelding
blade across the top of their sacks castrating him! Every time their male milk
would squirt out at the exact time his testicles came off! And she'd say! "See
Betsy! This why we've got to geld them. If we didn't they'd be squirting this
filthy shit all over the place! All the time"!

Like I said that was five years ago! Now their filthy sperm is worth gold and
mom wants as much as can be milked out of them! A whole industry started
around developing males into produced large quantities of sperm. But it wasn't
until the XL350 implant was introduced that large volumes of male sperm milk
was possible. The implant was surgically implanted into a males scrotum
containing mega- doses of genetically alterd male hormones with the result of
his testicles growing to enormous proportion! Within days his testicles would
grow bigger and bigger with some dying from them rupturing from their sack! It
would take months for their cockteats to get bigger but slowly they would
equal their hanging brothers in size!

Once they were done! They were nothing more than walking male cows. Cowbulls
with big hanging udders and one giant teat!

Chapter 2

Back at the house.

Betsy! Hows are our boys doing? "Great mom! Remember the one with the bigger
balls! Bigger then the rest? Well he's putting out almost two full quarts a
day now"!

Her mother laughed. "Well he's earning his keep isn't he"!

On the kitchen table there was a box marked Betsy. Her big blue eyes grew
bright! "Mom Mom! What's this? What's in this box? It's got my name on it"!

"Well you better open it, if it's got you're name on it then"!

Smiling watching her young fifthteen year old daugther tearing open the box
then her mouth dropping open in surprise!

Inside was a black leather waist cinch with highheel knee high black leather
boots and a long handled silver rod with a hooked end! Looking at it then back
at her mother. Her mother laughed. "It's too hook around the necks of their
scrotums! To move them were you want them! You're going to be taking my place
this year at the county fair honey! You're going to be the bull mistress this
year! You've earned it"!

Oh god mom! Thank you thank you thank you! I'm going to win that blue ribbon
for you! You just watch!

"Well Betsy don't get too confident with yourself. There's some pretty stiff
competition! Plus you'll be hand milking him which is more of an art then a
science so you better start practicing on your best one. The one your going to
enter into the competition. I'll show you a few tricks in getting the best
yield out of a cowbull. With a little luck and a big bloated sack on him you
might just win"!

Betsy knew exactly who she was going to enter. The one the others called Bill.
She never got familiar or personal with any of them being that it was beneath
a female to recognize a male other than to direct or order him to do
something. Being a smart girl she knew she'd have to lower those standards and
have a personal relationship with him which would be repulsive to her. She
hated the smell of those big teats and their big hanging scrotums especially
when they were grunting into their milking tubes it was an especially
offensive odor she would have to do something about to mask that offensive
smell.

Around three o'clock they were gathering by the milking barn as usual with
stiff cocks. Eager for their release. Their big male udders hanging heavy with
the weight of builtup sperm.

Betsy came from the house dressed in her new outfit! Her small bare breast
stood firm with excited erect nipples. The leather waist cinch tight around
her waist causing her girlish hips to flair out like a full grown woman's
hips. The knee high spiked boots framed her slim but muscular thighs in turn
framing her bare shaven pussy with hanging lips like her mothers pussy!
Immediately she could see their balls involuntarily try to pull up! As she got
closer one started discharging sperm and inwardly she smile feeling an
incredible amount of female power at knowing just the sight of her caused him
to ejaculate! Watching as his legs started trembling weak with long ropes milk
shooting out his big teat he went down to his knees then to all fours with his
male milk still draining out under him!

As the others watched Betsy when up behind him hooking her silver cane rod
around his sack pulling the big loose dangling appanage back forcing them up
onto his back then unlooping it swiftly smack one testicle with it! He went
down with a loud grunt into his own mess! Looking at the others especially
Bill she said.. "All right the rest of you! Get in their and take your places
you're all going to have to make up his amount today"! Secretly she smile to
herself watching her big bullcows move in with their big hanging male udders
twisting and flopping back and forth between their legs. Once inside they took
their spots sliding their tubes over their teats waiting for Betsy to fasten
their straps. She went up behind to Bill and gently taped his big hanging
scrotum with her cane causing the big heavy milk filled sack to swing
obscenely! Grunting he looked over his shoulder to see her smiling down at
him. Then she knelt down beside him placing her small hand under his hanging
sack lifting weighing one ball at a time saying. "I know your name. Its Bill
isn't it? Your the best milker here. You always put out the most milk you
know! I like that Bill. You've got the biggest heaviest male udder of all all
of them. Plus you've got the biggest teat too. That makes you special. Your
one big prize-winning male cow! I'm going to enter you in this year's county
fair you're going to be wearing a big blue ribbon right around your big male
udder! You'd like that would you"?

Chapter 3

Getting him into shape

Keeping him in the house now Betsy and her mother triple his feeding proteins
plus implanted eight times the recommended XL350's into his scrotum making his
big male udder absolutely obscene. His balls were now as big as basketballs
with his cock bigger and longer than Betsy's leg. Constantly being hand milked
by Betsy or her mother he was putting out over a gallon of sperm per-day!
One-day during his milking he grabbed his chest moaning in pain! Alarmed Betsy
called her mother! "Mom Mom! He's having trouble breathing and his cock went
soft when I was milking him! Look"! He was on his side with his limp trunk
like cock laying out in front of him with his big scrotum bag awkwardly behind
on the other side between his legs. White looking and sweating Betsy's mother
knew exactly what was happening! They were milking him to death saying. "Betsy
honey we've got to ease up on him were killing him! Especially the way you've
been practicing on him lately it's a wonder he's lasted this long. Now lift up
his leg. I'll pull his udder up over in front of him and we'll just let him
rest their! No more milking him until the competition. Let him regain his
strength"!

She didn't tell her daughter. But secretly she knew one more milking would
probably kill him! "God having a bullcow putting out a gallon of milk a day
was unheard of if he lasted through the competition she would definitely win"!

As the days past he slowly recovered. Betsy's mother had removed the extra
XL350's from his scrotum but it would take months before their effect would
diminish. Plus it was illegal by competition rules to use more than two
XL350's on a cows udder. She was almost jealous of her daughter as she removed
them. He stood in front of her with his legs wide apart. Moving her hands up
and down the big smooth hanging scrotum weighing the two big balls inside
marveling at the softness and texture of the entire bag! Ordering him to hold
his big hanging teat up out of the way. Swollen hard but so big with its heavy
weight it could no longer support its self in an outward standing position and
marveled at that too. "God what a specimen of a bullcow"!

Chapter 4

The big day

It was hot for late September unusually hot which made great for the parade of
the male cows into the big tent. Betsy walked behind her cow tapping his big
udder with her cane signaling him left or right as did others to their male
cows. Most of the other females were much older then she but she could see
envy in their eyes watching her cow walk wide legged with its pendulously
heavy milk laden udder swinging back and forth hearing words like. "That's not
possible"! Or. "Oh my god she's to young to be a bull mistress"!

Once inside the tent they lined up their cows to have their udders weighed.
When Betsy's turn came she expertly hooked her rod around her cows scrotums
neck hoisting the big things up onto the scale with both hands. The judges and
women standing around watching shrieked in disbelief as her big males udder
tipped the scales at over 43 pounds! There had to have been something wrong
with the mechanism or something. No males milk sack had ever weighed that
much! One of the judges a tall slim muscular blond came from around the back
of the scale table placed a hand on the center of his chest pushing him back.
His big sack slid off the scale swinging back between his legs pulling him off
balance with the weight. He followed back then forward adjusting the weight
under him to the center of gravity. Betsy was pleased at how he took the
weight and countered it in front of every one. He wasn't so stupid after all
she thought. Looking over to her mother smiling with her mother giving her a
knowing smile back! She felt her a little nipples push out further and for the
first time she felt dampness on her little pussy. After double checking the
scale the same woman motioned to Betsy to place his sack back onto the scale.
Betsy tapped his scrotum from behind signaling him to move forward than as
before hoisted it up with the same results of 43 pounds!

After that there was an hours break before the competition where any or all
could handle or examin the entries. The women were all over Betsy's bullcow
especially the city women. Flash cameras flashing constantly as one woman
after another took turns posing beside him! Pulling his big teat up out of the
way while keeling next to his big udder and smiling for the camera! Plus the
many questions directed at her! "How did you get him so big? How much milk can
you pump out of him? You're so young"! On and on it went until Betsy's mother
step in saying! "That's enough ladies! My daughter has to concentrate on the
competition so find yourselves a good seat and all your question will be
answered when she straps the blue ribbon around her males sack"!

Betsy was nervous. Really nervous! She hadn't expected this much commotion
over something that she took for granted. Milking males of their sperm was a
every day event for her so she never really thought much about it. But now she
realized she was something of a superstar! Being a bull mistress was evidently
the envy of every female and she looked upon her mother with new eyes!

A loud buzzer sounded. Then a female voice.

"All Bull Mistress's! All Bull Mistress's with their cows report to the
milking tables"!

This was it showtime! Her mother grabbed a bucket of warm soapy water and
quickly started washing down her cows big hanging udder motioning to her
daughter to lift its fat heavy dangling teat out of the way. The milk laden
sack swung back and forth as she washed it then quickly drying the bag stood
taking its big shaft from Betsy's hand did the same to it! Betsy grabbed a
spray can of cosmetic powder applying it to his entire body paying special
attention to his teat and udder! Finished her mother handed her her cane
kissing her on the forehead saying. "He's all yours baby! Make me proud
sweetheart"!

Betsy gave his udder a hard smack with the cane making him jump forward. It
was to hard hurting him! The sudden move caused his heavy weighted scrotum to
jerk making him grunt in pain. Betsy realized what she did and told herself to
calm down she was to excited. She had to calm down saying. "Sorry Bill"! This
was one of the few times he had heard a kind word from her. He looked back
over his shoulder and smiled with a little tear in his eyes silently nodded
his head. He belonged to her she was his mistress. The bond that had developed
between both was all encompassing in his mind and he was determined to make
her proud of him by putting out more milk than he had ever done before!

This time she gently tapped his sack moving him forward.

There was a lot of talking and laughing between the women and young girls in
the audience as everyone waited. Some of the males were already up on the
tables on all fours with their thighs wide apart with their big udders hanging
under. Some almost touching the table top some four or five inches above but
all were impressive specimens!

Betsy directed her cow to her numbered table tapping the underside of his
sack. He slowly mounted the table. There was a sudden audible silence in the
audience. The full weight of his udder rested on the table with one ball
sliding off to the side pulling the entire sack off with it to a gleefully
roar of laughter from the women! Three of the judges came over inspecting the
situation the same blond judge who couldn't believe the weight at the weighing
table ordered someone to get the biggest knee blocks they had. After putting
four four inche blocks under each knee a total of 16 inches finally his udder
hung free with half a inch to spare!

"Ok ladies place your milk pails under your cows! You'll have fifteen minutes
of milking time when you hear the buzzer! Good luck ladies"!

BZZZZZZZZZZ

Betsy looked around at the other women. They were going at it right away most
forcing their hand into their cows rectums to their prostates then grabbing
their teats with their other hands jerking and pumping quickly! She heard the
first grunt and splash of sperm next to her! Surprised she quickly grabbed
Bills big teat putting it into the stainless-steel pail shoved her hand into
his rectum forearm deep feeling for his prostate when he suddenly grunted and
discharged a huge long stream of milk into the bucket then another until they
were both in rhythm! The noise in the bucket subsided as his teat was
submerged in his own milk but slowly its level was rising. His constant
grunting affirmed to Betsy that he was still producing! After about 10 minutes
most of the loud grunting around her were now just low weak moans! But Bill
was still making deep heavy grunts as his milk started overflowing the pail!
Suddenly Bills grunts turned to heavy painful moans! She could feel the
tightness around her wrist from his rectum slacken. She immediately pulled her
arm from his hole hoping he wouldn't die before the buzzer sounded! She was
clearly the winner by a long run his sperm was running off the table from the
over flowed bucket it was clear to everyone who won the blue ribbon.

The blond judge was beside her now knowing that she had milked him close to
death! She had seen it before and the only thing to do to save its life was to
castrate him immediately! She held a gelding blade in her hand showing it to
Betsy. "Should I? Its up to you"!

Betsy frantic looked over to her mother! The expression on her face told Betsy
it was her decision.

The End