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Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Fourteen
5/9/2006 7:10 am Last Read: |
Anna is nearly two years old now and Ive been back at work since September. I come home from a long, hard day at work and find you standing in the kitchen waiting for my arrival. You say that Anna is at daycare for another three hours and you have plans for us. I tell you Im not in the mood. You corner me near the door and slip your hands up my shirt. You know exactly what to do to change my mood. Youve decided that you want me to continue breastfeeding Anna as long as shell take it, Im still feeding her six times a day from the tit, and youre still feeding six times a day as well. Youve grown accustomed to the schedule and I think it will be a lot harder to wean you from the tit than it will be for me to wean Anna. Since Im still nursing the two of you, my tits are still enormous from the milk supply. You give my nipples a quick, fierce pinch and pull; they stand taut at full attention. I turn around and we climb into the car. We drive thirty minutes into the country and pull up in the driveway of a place Ive never been. You open my door and help me out of the car. You lead me to the back of the house and behind the house is a barn. You had been talking for years about treating me like a cow, but I never thought you would actually do it
now I know I was wrong. Your friend Dan comes out of the house. You both walk into the barn with me. Third milking stall is open for your use Dan says. You lead me to the third stall and instruct me to remove my clothing before taking position in front of you on my hands and knees. When Ive assumed the position, you and Dan take the milking machine hoses and affix them to my teats. Dan walks over to the milking machine and turns it on. The hoses tug relentlessly at my nipples. It has been a while since you and I have done anything this harsh to my body so Im a little out of practice, which causes this to feel exceptionally painful. You sit down on one of the milking stools in the barn and Dan sits down on the other. You were right; she does look like such a slut. She makes such a great cow Dan says. Anything else youd like to do to her? you ask. Be my guest, she is a worthless slut and she was solely put on this earth to be of sexual use to me and those whom I choose to share her with. You say. As hard as it is to hear you call me worthless, I know its true. Ive always wanted to beat a girls ass black and blue Dan says. Shes got a fabulous ass for beating you say, offering him the chance to live out his fantasy with my ass. He leaves the stall but quickly returns with a whip generally used on horses and pigs. He starts slapping my ass with the whip. Oh no, shes not gonna get lucky enough to have the beating with her pants up, is she? You ask him. Really? You dont mind me seeing your wifes bare ass? With that he bends down and unzips my pants. He pulls my pants down to my ankles. He then resumes whipping my ass with the animal whip. As he gets more used to the idea and my ass begins to turn pink, the whipping grows harder and harder. Eventually the whipping reaches the point that each hit causes my body to lurch forward. Each time my body rocks back and forth, the milking hoses on my engorged nipps pull my nipples away from my body cruelly. Two hours later the compressions stop, meaning my teats are empty. You and Dan release the hoses from my milk jugs. I stand and put my shirt back on and pull my pants up over my welted and sore ass. We walk back to the car and drive away from the countryside. We stop to pick Anna up from daycare. You tell me that well be dropping her off at Grandmas house so you and I can continue our evening of fun. On the way over to your parents house I feed Anna, my nipples are tremendously sore from our previous activity which causes me to wince as Anna suckles away. After dropping her off we drive towards the park, you tell me that you have a romantic picnic dinner planned for us. Romantic? That seems so unlike you, but your idea of romantic is usually has much more kink involved in it than my idea of romance has, so I know there must be some sort of twist to your plan. As we reach the parks picnic area, you park the car and we get out. We find a picnic table in a partially secluded area, although we can still hear the cars passing and a few random people passing by would be able to see us. You tell me that you invited another couple to join us for our picnic. Jeremy and Reyna pull up soon after. You set the table. Youve made sandwiches, fruit salad and chocolate cake. You didnt pack anything for us to drink? I ask. I shouldnt have had to ask, I knew our favorite little lifestyle would be involved in this dinner somehow. After an hour of eating and conversing with our friendsadult conversation is something I relish being that it is something I so rarely get between teaching kindergarten and raising Anna you say Im a tad thirsty, I must have forgotten to pack something for us to drink maybe you can help us out with that Amy. Forgotten? Ha! Yeah right, more like meant to not remember I think. What would you like me to do sweetheart? I ask you as if I didnt already know, but hoping my premonitions are wrong and praying youll spare me this opportunity for public humiliation. Theres no worse mortification in my mind than being humiliated in front of my friends. I can handle being humiliated in front of complete strangers or in front of your friends, but with my friends (or our friends since all of my friends have now become your friends too) the humiliation feels so much more embarrassing. You clear the table and pat the top of it, hop up Hun. I do as Im told knowing that however embarrassing this may be, its nowhere near as bad as what could be done to me if I choose not to follow orders. The only thing I hate more than being embarrassed in front of my friends is the personal shame I feel when I know I have dissatisfied you. You help me lay down and you secure my arms and legs to the table with silk ropes. You look at our dinner guests, you two wouldnt believe the amount of milk I got flowing through these things you say as you rip my shirt open. Its amazing, she has enough boob juice in her to feed me and the kid at least six times a day each you know youre dying to give it a try, cmon you un-hook my nursing bra cups and simultaneously squeeze my nipples agonizingly hard. A stream of milk shoots into the air from both nipples. The Jeremy and Reynas jaws dropped. Jeremy, come around to this side of her, you each can have one to empty, and it will be more than enough to satisfy the biggest of thirsts Jeremy does so and as he walks around to the other side of me he comments, thats good to hear because suddenly I have this thirst that feels absolutely unquenchable. Oh, and I forgot you add, she loves having her tits abused, so if you feel the need to take out any of your pent-up anger out on them, go right ahead. Give em a pinch, slap, or bite, suck em nice and hard. Dont worry nothings too hard for her, the harder you are the wilder it will drive her... I wanna see her absolutely explode. And with that Jeremy and Reyna suckle away at my teats. Jeremy pulls my nipple away from my breast with his teeth and as he sucks it he wraps his hands partially around my boob. He gives it a nice firm squeeze sending a nice spray of milk into his mouth. Although I knew this sexual activity had nothing to do with your desire to pleasure me, you also knew that I had always loved having my tits serving two mouths at once, the pleasure is heightened when there is some pain involved; so as you could imagine, my mind was rushing and I was trying to prolong the pleasure and hold back my orgasm. You can tell Im trying to hold it back and as the bulge in your pants grows, you cant let me hold out any longer. You crouch down between my legs and begin eating my pussy, flickering my clit with your tongue. I explode in absolute ecstasy. You have a feeling this has all been more satisfying for me than it has been for our guests, which you cant allow. Jeremy and Reyna finish suckling, biting, and pulling my teats and you tell them sit back and enjoy. You slap my ass firmly and bark on all fours bitch. I quickly respond to your orders. You know what would really embarrass my little slut? you ask our friends. If she knew that everyone in this park were about to hear her scream in amazing pain. Shall we? They quickly nod in agreement. You reach into the picnic basket and retrieve my weighted nipple clamps and a paddle with the word SLUT engraved in it. As my ass is pounded with this paddle, SLUT will become branded across my ass. Jeremy and Reyna sit down on either side of me, in line with my shoulders. You kneel in front of me and administer the clamps to my already tortured titties. Any time you feel like it, go ahead and add weight. You reoccupy your position at the other end of the table and begin your abuse on my ass. You see that the sheer weight of my enormous jugs causes the weights to rest on the table, not being held up by my nipples as they should be. With one hard smack of the paddle you order me to stand up on my knees and place my hands behind my head. I do so and you snatch our handcuffs out of the basket and apply them to my wrists to ensure that my hands stay in their place. As Jeremy and Reyna increase the amount of weight being held by my already burning, aching nipples, it feels as if my nipples are going to be ripped from my body. You dont let-up on the beating youre administering and I know the beating wont end until you get the scream of pain from me that youre looking for. Do I give-up and let out the scream knowing it wouldnt be completely genuine just to be done with all of this? Do I risk that you would know it wasnt a real scream of horror? I cant, Ill just stand here and take it like the pain whore I am. Ten minutes later I release a blood-curdling cry. I cant believe I just screamed like that in public. I cant believe I just screamed like that in front of our friends. Holy shit man, Jeremy says she may be a slut, but shes damn good at it. This was amazing, thank you for inviting us to join you. Was that just a compliment? I dont know whether to be mortified that yet another group of our friends knows that Im a major slut or be flattered that he thinks Im so good at it. They stand and walk to their car and leave for the night. You remove all of the instruments from my body and help me to my feet. You hand me my clothes and you start to walk towards the car with the picnic basket. I quickly dress and join you in the car. You should see your ass you say. SLUT is branded in your ass in scarlet red; its quite a sight to see. You did me proud in front of Jeremy and Reyna, I love you my pet. |
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