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Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Six
5/9/2006 7:26 am Last Read: |
We meet for dinner at Olive Garden around 7 p.m. We have a nice long, romantic candle-light dinner. After dinner and dessert, you say, lets take a walk, the beach isnt far from here. We walk down to the beach and walk along the shore, watching the sunset (its summer so the sun doesnt set until around ten.) We decide to sit in the sand and watch the sun as it disappears below the horizon. We make out as the starts start to sparkle in the sky. I start to get a little chilly
Can I borrow your jacket? I ask you. No, I think the chill does wonders for your body. You say, looking at my nipples which are starting to perk up due to the chilly night air. We make out on the beach for a while longer; you reach around to my back and unzip the zipper on my dress, letting the straps fall down my arms. My bra is now exposed. Its the same blue lacy one you remember from the first time you saw my boobs. As were making out, you tweak my perky nipples, which cause them to further harden. Around midnight we decide to start walking back to the car and drive back to your place. You tell me to get my weighted clamps, ruler, and the breast pump (the one we got from the Mistress you gave me as a birthday present) and meet you in the backyard. I collect the items and walk out to the back yard. Youre sitting there on a trampoline Id never noticed the trampoline before. Like my new toy? I thought wed make things interesting tonight and show the neighborhood how much of a milk slut you are. You jump off the trampoline and walk over to me. You slap my ass and instruct me to strip in front of you. I take everything off but my thong and bra which I soon find out angers you. Did I tell you to leave anything on? I told you to strip, which means EVERYTHING. I quickly take my thong and bra off. You leave and return ten minutes later with a rope and binders. From being cold, my nipples are extremely perky by now, which makes what you have planned for me much easier for you. You tie my knockers up, this time in a figure-eight pattern, but also passing the rope across my titties on both sides of my nipples. You then attach the clamps to my nipps without any weights for now. You hand me three clothespins and instruct me to clip them to my pussy lips and cunt. After I do that, you tell me to get on the trampoline and jump until you say stop. I jump for five minutes, which seems like an eternity, until you say stop. You tell me to get on my hands and knees on the edge of the trampoline. You clip 10 oz. weights to both clamps and tell me to start jumping again. You sit in a lawn chair, nude, stroking your hard cock. After another five minutes you tell me to stop again. I again get on my hands and knees at the edge of the trampoline. You take the clamps off my tits. You bring the breast pump to the side of the trampoline. You tell me that you have made a few adjustments to it. You place the pump on the ground near the trampoline and place the pumps on my boobies. You turn the pump on full power and I start to climax. You tell me to hold it in and save it for later. You tell me to start jumping again. I jump for another twenty minutes until you can see Im starting to get tired. You tell me to stop jumping and lay down. I feel something being placed around my ankles; its the restraints you used during the hotel rendezvous. You also restrain my right arm. You sit back down in the lawn chair, which is now placed in direct view of between my legs. You tell me to masturbate but not to cum. The pump is still sucking away at my milk cartons. I begin to rub my clit slowly, I increase speed and as I get to the bottom of my clit I insert a finger in my cunt. I continue to rub up and down my clit and inserting a finger in my pussy hole. I hear you cum loudly and I smile, knowing I have pleased you. I take the clothespins off my pussy and you take the restraints off my legs and arm. You climb on the trampoline and lay next to me. The pump continues to purr away as we make-out under the stars. We snuggle, make-out and talk until the early hours of the morning. Around four in the morning the pump shuts itself off, we look at the collection cups and notice theyre full. We unscrew the cups and decide well each drink one, cheers! We wander into the house as the sun is coming up and fall asleep, our arms wrapped around each other, our legs intertwined. I love you so much. You make me so happy. I whisper before we drift off. |
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