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Amy felt the world around her glaze over for a moment. The feeling of the hot iron pressing into her soft, vulnerable rear was just as painful as she'd imagined, and then some. Not to mention the knowledge of what that mark meant. She was property now. Amy Schumacher, loving wife, mother of two, and co-owner of the Rowdy Gamer shop was no more. All that was remained was a dumb animal, in the eyes of the government at least. All her hard work to grow her business, down the drain. All the time she'd spent building relationships with her family. Gone. The searing pain didn't stop even when James pulled the iron away either. It lingered for longer than she would have expected. It was positively wretched...

And she loved it~ More than she could have dreamed of. The sensual attention. The callous treatment. The rawness of her new life. She couldn't wait until she began to lactate.

Rebecca however, wasn't quite so ecstatic. The newly chubby milker had gone this long without being branded, but that couldn't last forever. At least... she had her sister nearby for moral support... for what good that was...

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