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Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Seven
5/9/2006 7:23 am Last Read: |
Its summer, since Im a teacher I have the summer off
you have to work though. You instruct me not to do anything sexual to my body while youre at work. You want me to be nice and horny when you get home. I give you a kiss and you leave. Its around noon, I start to get really horny. I figure I could do something now and when you returned home around six youd never notice. I call my friend Heather and ask her to come over. Shes a lesbian and knows full-well of my fantasy of being with a woman. She knocks on the door and when I answer Im wearing nothing but a purple corset and high heels. Hi
come in. We have a seat in the living room and I explain to her that today would be a good time to start exploring my bi-sexuality since You wont be home until six. She agrees to the idea and we move into the bedroom. Heather tells me that since the idea is to explore my bi-sexual tendencies, she would spend most of the next few hours doing things to me and would allow me to do things to her when I felt ready. I tell her that I had never seen a woman naked, besides myself. She strips for me. Heather is a tall, skinny, blonde. She is almost 5 foot 9 and weighs about 120 pounds. She has beautiful 36 DD breasts. I am only 5 foot 1, weigh 135 pounds and have 38 C breasts. Heather tells me to take my corset off and relax. Since Heather and I have been friends since high school, she knows a lot about me. She knows I am submissive in the bedroom. Heather goes into the bedside drawers and gets out the toys you and I usually play with and lay them out on the bed. Exactly where I expected the sex toys to be; what a nice assortment you have these will come in handy. Heather picks up the leg restraints and handcuffs. Im going to restrain you now to make sure you dont change your mind about wanting to do this with me. She restrains my legs and arms so Im spread-eagle on the bed. Heather knows I have a thing for breasts so she starts to lightly play with mine. I sigh, Oh, this isnt rough enough for you, isnt it? She quickly pinches both nipples and gives them a tug. I smile at her MUCH better. She then picks up the rope, rubber binders, and clothing pins. She binds my boobs tightly and then snaps on the rubber bands. She looks at the clothespins a little perplexed. He usually tells me to put those on my clit I say. I have a better idea. You say you like having your titties abused? Before allowing me to answer she closes the clothespins around my tit flesh. Then she clamps my nipps with the nipple clamps. My cunt is dripping with sex and Heather can tell. While my jugs are being tortured, Heather gives me a kiss I feel her tongue in my mouth; you hardly ever kiss me like that. Heather works her way down my body, kissing every inch of my torso. She stops at my shaved pussy. You dont believe in sex before marriage so he and I have adopted a policy of staying above the belt when we fool around. Before I can say anything, Heather inserts two fingers in my cunt. She then leans down and sucks my clit. After five minutes of vigorous sucking she slides her tongue into my cunt. I moan loudly. I have never experienced anything as erotic as this. Just as Im about to cum I see something looming in the doorway out of the corner of my eye. Its you. Oh shit! ...Youre home early! Forgetting that Im restrained to the bed, I try to get up. Heather quickly climbs out of the bed, collects her clothes and leaves. What the fuck do you think youre doing? Im sorry baby. I tried to follow your instructions but I got so horny I couldnt contain myself. You leave the room and come back in a few minutes. He had gone to the laundry room and collected more clothespins. He snaps them on other parts of my tit flesh. He removes the clamps from my nipples and gets the breast pumps. He un-cuffs my hands temporarily and tells me to put the nipple clamps on my pussy lips. When I have finished clamping my pussy he slathers my nipps with baby oil and puts the hospital-grade dual breast pump on my milk cartons, the power on high. Usually he starts out at half-power and works up to full power so I know he must really mad at me. He removes the restraints from my legs and instructs me to stand up. He picks up the breast pump and leads me out to the living room. Our home has windows that go from one foot off the floor to one foot away from the ceiling. The drapes are wide open. So you enjoy sharing your body with others? I need to go back to work, but you will be staying right here. He handcuffs my hands together and strings a rope inside one of the links on the chain connecting the handcuffs. He then hangs the rope over the hook in the ceiling (the kind meant for hanging a house plant.) Then he hangs 15 oz weights on each of the cups suctioned to my nipples. He fastens a ball gag around my head. Before leaving he gives my knockers a few hard smacks with a riding crop he had recently purchased. The riding crop hitting my boobs echoed in the silent room. Ill be home at 7 p.m. Have a good afternoon my milk slut. Damn it! I say to myself. I can twist my body enough to see that its only two oclock five more hours of this torture to go. I dread the time of day when the neighbors return home what will they think of me when my secret kinky life has been revealed? The only thing I would dread more than this is the neighborhood children returning home from school, but since it is summer vacation, I am safe from that. Surely, if they saw me in this position my career as a teacher would be ruined. You return home slightly after seven oclock, you walk into the bedroom and change out of your work clothes, check your email, gets yourself a beer and sit down to watch the nightly news before he says anything to me. Did you have a fun afternoon love? No master, but Ive learned my lesson. Have you? ... Something tells me you havent quite learned your whole lesson. You know that when you finally decided to act on your bi-sexual tendencies I wanted to be there to watch You leave the room and comes back a minute later with a videotape. He pops it into the VCR (I know, kind of behind the times in technology). Im shocked and horror-stricken when across the screen flashes images of the earlier events. You watch the entire hour and a half long tape. I see a bulge start to rise in his pants. You walk over to me and pull the pumps off my breasts. You then remove the clips from my tit flesh and the clamps from my pussy lips. You then sit down on the couch to drink the breast milk. I think my punishment is finally over. Around 8:30 you get up off the couch and walk over to me. The past six hours have been your punishment for not following the rule about me being present when you decide to explore with a woman now comes the punishment for cheating on me and not following the instructions I gave you which were to not do anything sexual while I was gone. (I thought of correcting him and saying that the real instructions were to not do anything sexual TO MYSELF while he was gone which I didnt but decided it was probably wiser to suffer the punishment for not following instructions than suffering the punishment for correcting him.) You remove the rope from my bound knockers and re-bind them tighter, and then places the rope with the rope connected to my handcuffs, on the hook attached to the ceiling. You then pick up the riding crop and swings it at the underside of my abused titties. After twenty hits to each of the undersides of my boobies you begin to beat the tops of my breasts twenty to each again. You then spank my ass 10 times on each cheek.Now for MY beautiful nipples Do you know why I say those nipples are mine? he gives each one a quick crack of the riding crop. I shake my head no. Because you are my girlfriend and my subbie I do not appreciate you allowing others to use my possessions. You push my head down so I can see my nipples. They are a deep red, distended and sore. Now what should I do to punish those nipples? You think out loud. You leave the room and come back fifteen minutes later. You have ten syringes each filled with 100 CCs of a saline solution. You set them down on the coffee table and I hear the doorbell ring. You blindfold me before going to answer the door. Girls, take your positions. Girls?! There are two of them?! I feel two pairs of hands on my breasts; I recognize one pair from earlier. Its Heather. I can smell a familiar perfume as well it belongs to Michelle, Heathers girlfriend. Each girl is then instructed by you to start pulling my nipples. I feel your arms come across my shoulders, hes standing behind me. All of a sudden I feel pain like I have never felt before. A syringe has been inserted into the top of each of my tits. The saline solution is emptied and the syringes are pulled out. When the syringes have been pulled all the way out the girls lean down and give my knockers a quick lick. As quick as the firs two, the second group of syringes are inserted to the outer sides of my boobs, emptied and then removed; followed by another quick lick from the girls. Same process is done to the inner sides of my teats. You move around to the front of me and get down on his knees. I brace myself for the fourth round of saline. The needles enter the bottoms of my jugs. I bite down into the ball gag. The saline is slowly emitted from the syringes and then the needles are removed. The licks quickly follow. I hear footsteps leaving the room but have no idea which of the three people has left I can only guess that the one to leave was you because there are still two pairs of hands on my nipps. But why did You leave? Only eight of the ten syringes have been emptied. You return to the room and instruct the girls to come over to the table. We will be finishing off your right titty first slut. Milk Sluts with as extensive titty fetishes as yours, deserve to have huge knockers to be used. I hear the footsteps come back near me. You remove the blindfold and after blinking a few times Im re-accustomed to the light in the room. Heather and Michelle are standing in front of me and you are standing behind me pulling my nipple straight out. On the count of three girls 1 2 3 I see four needles coming straight at my nipple. I want to scream but the ball gag prohibits me from doing so. The four needles enter the top, bottom, right and left sides of my areola. The pain is excruciating. The saline solution is emptied into my breast for what feels like forever. Finally the needles are pulled back out. Michelle gives my nipple a quick suck to clean off the blood droplets. You walk around to the front of me. You give the top of my right tit a quick slap with his hand. Then You rub some ice around my areola, touching it to my nipple. It hardens and swells. When it has fully hardened you remove the ice. You lift up his right hand which is holding a syringe with a needle longer than any I have ever seen before. You cup the underside of my boob in his hand before driving the syringe straight through the center of my nipple. Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!! I muffled-ly scream. After that, the first four syringes being emptied into my left knocker feel like nothing at all. The same process of shooting the solution into my areola, and then the beyond-excruciating pain of having you puncture my nipple with the final needle of 100 CCs of saline solution, followed by a quick suckle from Heather.When your impromptu boob-job is complete my jugs are an ample DD if not EE. Thanks for the help girls. You say, giving them each a pat on the ass as they turn to leave. You un-bind my tits and the weight of my new boobs amazes me. Nice, arent they? Finally, you un-cuff my hands. I dont dare move without being instructed, Ive suffered enough punishment for one day. You hand me a lacy red bra, the tag says 38 EE. I put it on, to my surprise its a tight fit but you soon make the fit even tighter. You put a blue gel icepack inside the cups of the bra, and in between the icepack and my nipples You place a piece of sandpaper. I want you to sleep with your titties down to the bed tonight this way every time you move you will feel a reminder of the punishment you endured today that will keep this sort of insubordination from ever happening again. Oh, and tomorrow, to make sure I know where you are all day you will be hanging in the window again; from the time I leave until the time I return from work. You can show off your new body. |
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