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Blogs > Amy84 > Milk Slut's Stories > Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Twelve

Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Twelve  

Amy84
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5/9/2006 7:15 am

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6/8/2006 7:33 pm

 We’ve been married now for almost a year, married life has been almost nothing but pure bliss. To the public-eye I’m your loving, supportive, wife. In privacy I’m your milk slut, submissive, sex-slave. Both roles I enjoy thoroughly. Since we’ve been married almost a year, I’ve become pregnant. I’ve been pregnant for just over four months already. We’ve taken Dr. Rockhard as my OBGYN during pregnancy because he knows of our sexual preferences and can best advise us how to continue our kinky ways without affecting the baby in any way. My titties are naturally flowing with milk, due to the advanced milk training you’ve provided me over the last three years and the hormones from pregnancy. Pregnancy has also provided me with an unexpected bonus of even higher sensitivity and pleasure received from breast play. You’re still feeding off of me for three meals a day, as well as four snacks (mid-morning, afternoon, bedtime and midnight.)

We plan to continue on this same schedule after the baby is born, but of course working around the baby’s feeding schedule. Due to your request to closely monitor my pregnancy, I started on maternity leave as soon as my belly started showing and I will remain on maternity leave until the baby is a year and a half old. You have recently started working from home, so we spend most of every day in each other’s company. You have required me, since I’ve been showing, to start walking around completely nude. You feel that the pregnancy has done beautiful things to my body. In the last four months I’ve gained roughly 15 pounds mostly to my rounded belly and ass, and my tits have grown two cup sizes. We have an OB appointment this afternoon to see a sonogram to determine, if we choose to know so, the baby’s gender. I’m mixed on the feeling of knowing but you can barely contain your excitement and desire to know if you’re having a Jr. or a “daddy’s girl.”

After you finish your 45-minute afternoon feeding, I hop in the shower to prepare for the appointment. Upon returning to the bedroom and dressing semi-conservatively, you sneak up behind me while I’m checking my look in the mirror. You rub your hands around my belly, up my shirt and press your palms up against my bosoms. My nipples perk-up at the feeling of your contact. You give my nipples a simultaneous quick, but rough tweak. This causes my nipples to leak a little and saturate my shirt. “We’re almost late, but do I have a few minutes to change?” I ask, somewhat annoyed that I have to change for the second time this afternoon. “I called Dr. Rockhard and he recommended you wear something a little different. While you were in the shower, I laid out an outfit for you to wear. Dr Rockhard’s office is closed for the afternoon but he’s permitting us to come for a little different appointment than we anticipated originally.”

I turn around to see laid on the bed is a nursing bra, black thong (your favorite one), five-inch stiletto heals, garter belt, collar and leash. I know automatically that this is more like our first visit to Dr. Rockhard was, before the pregnancy, and less like an OB appointment. I quickly change my outfit and we make the twenty-minute drive to the secluded neighborhood that Dr. Rockhard’s office is in. We walk into the office and Nurse Chloe and Nurse Vanessa are waiting for us. The nurses lead us into the height and weight area of the office. They have recently acquired a few new “tools” for our appointments. Nurse Chloe pops open the sides of my nursing bra and removes a tape measure from her pocket. She measures around each boob, the width of each perky nipple and areola, then all the way around my chest. The measurements verify that my chest has grown to a 42 GG. From one side of my areola to the other is an astonishingly huge five inches. Nurse Vanessa grabs my nipples and leads me over to a scale used generally for weighing infants. She instructs me to stand in front of it and raises the table so my tits are resting on the scale.

“We will weigh your udders now and then again after they have been sufficiently milked.” They have grown from twelve pounds pre-pregnancy weight, to a full eighteen pounds. As the weight of my boobies is being taken, Nurse Chloe inserts a thermometer into my ass. My nursing bra is snapped closed and we are led to the examination office. Nurse Vanessa assists me onto the examination table and lifts my legs into the stirrups, and then she and Nurse Chloe leave the room. You sit down and loosen your pants in preparation for the hardening of your prick when the examination begins. After about five minutes of anticipation, Dr. Rockhard enters the room followed by Nurse Vanessa and Nurse Chloe. “Girls, take your positions behind the slut’s head and start those milk cartons pumping. I want them dried out by the end of the exam.”

“Will an hour of pumping be sufficient?” Chloe asks. “Judging by the size of those,” Dr. Rockhard gives my tits a quick glance, “it’s probably going to take longer. How long does it take you to clean those jugs out?” He asks you. “An hour of hard suction usually nearly does the job, but I wouldn’t say that empties them.” “Better make it two hours just to make sure they are completely sucked dry, make sure to turn those on full-power Nurse.” Nurse Vanessa slathers my nipples with a cream to ensure that my nipples don’t get dried out from the intense pumping and the cream also helps them get fully sucked into the base of the pumps. The next thing I know there are massive breast pump cones coming at my nipples, engulfing them. The low humming of the pumps is relaxing.

My legs fall farther open. Dr. Rockhard uses the opportunity of my relaxed position to slide his hand inside my pussy. It amazes me that his entire hand is able to fit inside me without struggling at all. You and I have tried “fisting” a few times before and it took a little more work and stretching of my cunt before you were able to get your entire hand inside. Dr. Rockhard motions to you to join him at the examination table. “Let’s see if we can stretch this cunt out almost to the breaking point.” You look at me a little hesitantly, but then reach your hand towards my pussy. It’s a tight fit, but soon you and Dr. Rochard both have an entire hand inside my vagina. Nurse Chloe moves the ultrasound machine closer to the table. Nurse Vanessa covers my stomach with gel before starting the sonogram. She starts the sonogram down by my cervix and shows You your hand inside me.

Soon after, she passes the sonogram machine across my belly. “There’s you’re little one in there, swimming around. Are we determining the sex of the baby tonight?” Before I have a moment to respond you shake your head yes. “It looks like you’ll be blessed with a baby girl in about four months.” Four months?! I thought I was only four months along… it looks like our little girl will be joining us sooner than we expected. I watch a single tear glide down your face and drip off your chin. “There’s our Anna Marie” you mouth to me. You remove your pre-cum covered hand from my cunt while Dr. Rockhard continues with an examination of my insides. Because it seems as if my milk ducts are slightly clogged, the breast pump cups are removed and the Nurses leave to collect instruments to clear my mammaries. They return a few minutes later with rubber bands and syringes filled with a yellowish liquid. Each Nurse snaps ten rubber bands around the base of each boob.

My titties start to turn a light pink, then soon after they turn red, and finally the purple color everyone was waiting to see. A syringe is inserted into each of four locations around my areolas, but not emptied. Lastly, the nurses spear my nipples through the center with the last two syringes, but only half of the needle is in my nipple. “Would you like to do the honors?” the nurses ask you. You get a devious look in your eye, and take your position behind my head. Each Nurse restrains my hands and Dr. Rockhard restrains my legs in anticipation of the pain that is about to pierce through me. You plunge the needle jammed in my nipples the rest of the way in but do not empty them of their contents yet. You proceed to push the plungers of the needles on the northern side of my areolas in, discharging the liquid into my mammary glands. You continue with the other six needles in my areolas until they are all empty with the exception of the ones piercing my nipples. Dr. Rockhard leaves his seat to retrieve the camera to “capture the moment.”

He resumes his seat between my legs. He snaps a photo that comprises of my pussy, my belly, my skewered nipples and your cock making an appearance from your pants. After the photograph has been taken, you slowly push the plungers of the syringes inside my nipples down. As soon as the last drop has been emitted from the syringes, a droplet of milk forms on each nipple, confirming that the injections have accomplished the goal of clearing my mammaries. The pump cones are replaced on my nipples and suction is resumed. Half an hour later my milk cartons have been almost dried out, the cones are removed from my tits and the Nurses suckle the last of the milk from me. Our examination is concluded and our next appointment is scheduled for two weeks from today. You and the Dr. speak privately regarding procedures to practice in the next weeks to keep my milk flowing freely and regarding what I should be wearing and anticipating for the next appointment.

Lastly, we do the final weighing of my teats as they are now dried out. They weigh fifteen pounds emptied. We leave the office and you decide we should go out to celebrate the news of our little girl arriving in four months. Your pants are still tight-fitting as you make your way to the “celebration” location. We pull up in front of a BDSM club and you open my door. We walk inside and find a place on a couch in the corner. It’s time for your dinner feeding, so you remove the cloth covering my left knocker. My boobs are still bound from earlier and are now a deep purple color. This should make it more fun to you to play after you’ve finished feeding. While you’re suckling my left nipple I notice someone in the corner of my eye that I think I recognize. I look over to see if it really is who I think it is, and my suspicion is confirmed… my boss from the school is here. What if he sees me? He didn’t know anything about my “alternative lifestyle” and I didn’t know anything about his until this point. I look away and try to hide my face hoping he won’t notice me, but it’s too late.

“Amy, is that you?” You switch over to my right nipple to feed, leaving the left side of my bra wide open. My boss walks over to me. “If we were in the school, what I’m about to say would be considered sexual harassment, but since we’re here I’m at liberty to say… you have amazing breasts. I’m impressed with the size of your enormous nipples. I’ve never noticed them quite as much before, but they’re quite enticing now. I never knew you were into these kinds of kinky things. How long have you been playing like this?” “My husband and I have been playing for three years now, since we started dating.” I say, trying to get him to stop asking questions and walk away. To my dismay, he doesn’t walk away, but asks to speak with you for a moment.

The two of you return and you inform me that the two of you are going to have a little fun with me tonight. My boss and my Master both are using me for their pleasure? I’m not sure I’m totally comfortable with the idea of being sexual with my boss, but you ensure me that it’s ok. My boss walks away to retrieve his sub. I never thought of us as swingers before and I hadn’t expected my boss having a sub, but it looks like the two of you doms will be using the two of us subs for your pleasure tonight. You pick up my leash and pull me to my feet. We leave the bar, my boobs still fully exposed. We all get into our car and head for a familiar place… the school. We park in the employee parking lot and head inside the school. We walk down the hall to my classroom. You handcuff my hands together behind my back and my boss handcuffs his sub’s hands the same way. You secure our handcuffs to hooks on the chalkboard. We’re facing the chalkboard and my nipples are touching the cold slate. The cold chalkboard causes my nipples to stiffen and jut straight out.

You remove rulers from my desk and hand one to my boss. He proceeds to spank me while you take a turn abusing his sub’s ass. After our asses are warm to the touch, and red to your liking, you turn us around. My boss’s sub is turned so that she’s staring directly at my protruding breasts, you take one in your hands and my boss takes the other in his hands. You ravage my breasts engulfing them in your mouths, suckling away as fast and as hard as you can. I start to moan from having my tits attacked, you slap my teat to remind me to remain silent. After a while, you both stop sucking my tits and begin hammering my nipps with the rulers you’re still holding. A small grin forms on my boss’s sub; she’s enjoying having my teats abused because it gives hers’ a break. My boss’s sub’s breasts are a large B or small C cup; she’s about five foot six, slim but still curvy. After my knockers have been beaten to your satisfaction, you unhook me and lead me to the desk. You lay me down on the desk and bend my knees. You then take a seat in one of the desks in the front row, with a clear view of my pussy.

My boss brings his sub over to the desk and helps her climb on top of me, her pussy in my face and her face near my pussy. My boss sits down next to you and the two of you tell us to begin eating each other out. Ten minutes into eating her out you force us both to cum and lick each other’s cum up. After we have adequately cleaned each other’s pussies, you help the two of us off the desk and onto our knees at the side of the desk. You and my boss sit down on the desk and unleash your cocks from your pants. You both have massive erections. Without warning you both begin to face-fuck your sub. Before cumming, you switch subs and cum in her mouth while my boss cums deep down my throat. The last event you have planned for the two of us is a sort of “talent competition” you and I go first.

You re-cuff my hands to the hooks on the blackboard, remove string from my desk and bind my already dark purple jugs with it, and then take nipple clamps out of your pocket. You announce that my talent is how much weight I am able to withstand hanging from my nipples. “Should I drop the weight on her all at once or in increments based on the amount of time the weight has been on the bitch?” you ask my boss devilishly. “Make the slut wait and beg for more weights as the night goes on.” You fasten the clamps on my nipples with five ounce weights. “My slut’s talent is how well she can be fucked in multiple holes at once.” My boss announces to you. He lays her on the desk in front of me. He tells her to assume the position and she gets on all 4’s. He asks for your assistance with fucking her. You take your spot near her face. She begins stroking your cock to help you gain another erection. When your prick is standing at full attention, you jam it in her mouth. As you’re face-fucking her, my boss has his fist lodged up her cunt and his cock inserted in her anus. When you’re near cumming, you pull out and walk over to me. “Do you have something you need to ask me dear?”

“May I have more weight on my clamps, please Master?” With that, you increase the amount of weight from five to fifteen ounces. You return to your location in front of my boss’s sub and resume fucking her in the mouth. You deep-throat her and cum hard. Ten minutes have gone by and my nipples are nearly burning with pain. “I think the bitch needs to feel some really excruciating pain in those nipps.” My boss suggests to you. You agree so without waiting for me to ask for it, you apply more weights to the clamps, now increasing the amount of weight to thirty ounces. My eyes start to fill with tears but I don’t let out a sound. “You know what’s really fun to watch while her knockers are weighted down?” You ask my boss. “I love to watch them bounce.” You say, pulling the chain connecting the clamps up, relieving my titties for a moment, before dropping it and it goes plunging towards the floor. My jugs knock together as my nipples stretch. I scream in agony. “That’s amazing, can I give it a try?” my boss asks you. “Go right ahead.” He picks up the chain and pulls my nipples up by it before letting go.

I give out a blood-curdling scream as the weights pull the clamps off my nipples and fall to the floor. “Your slut’s boobs are much more fun to play with than my slut’s tiny titties.” My boss says to you. “Her tits used to be pretty small too, before I inflated them. If you wanted to sometime, you could join us in our home dungeon and I could show you the procedure.” My boss grins and nods in agreement, “but for now I think we had better call it a night.” And with that he yanks his sub’s leash and she stands. We drive them back to the BDSM club to their car. You lead me inside to have another feeding before we head home. My nipples are so sore from the weights before, but it still feels so good to have your mouth surrounding my nip. We drive home and get ready for bed. I’m sleeping nude again tonight. As we’re in bed you tell me that Dr. Rockhard suggested having me pump all night between now and when the baby is born, this way we’ll have a reserved supply for you while I’m just starting to feed the baby. You affix the pumps to my teats, turn the pump on high and settle into bed.

“I love you, and I’m so proud of you mommy.” You say, kissing me. I’ve become accustomed to sleeping with the pumps on, but when I wake up eight hours later, my nipps have grown to fill the entire horn of the pump, are purple, and sore. You wake a few minutes after I have and you help me take the pumps off. You lightly roll my enlarged nipples between your fingers… it feels so good. You see that I’m enjoying this and start pinching them as you roll them I cum.

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