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

Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Two  

Amy84

5/9/2006 7:34 am

Last Read:
6/8/2006 5:44 pm

Ten a.m., you awake to my bear-breasted body… you smile reminded of the fun we had earlier that morning. You take out the handcuffs and cuff me to the bedpost. While I’m still sleeping, you bind my boobies with rope in a figure-8 pattern. I moan, but am not fully awake yet. You take my nipples between your forefinger and thumb, and pull me up waking me, and you kiss me hard. “Good morning love, I hope you had a good nights rest and are ready for a fun morning.” You attach the breast pumps to my tits and turn them on full power… “I’ll need some of this for my coffee when I return.” You leave for an hour, to have breakfast, take a shower and pour yourself a cup of coffee before returning to the bedroom.

“I thought we’d play dr. this morning… give those titties of yours a good examining to make sure I didn’t cause *too much* harm to them with the weight training” you snicker, knowing full well you plan to further the weight training later today. You pull the breast pumps from my tits, and then turn them off. You pour the milk that collected in the pump into your coffee and drink it. You then leave the room and come back with 20 rubber bands, “I’m going to examine the blood flow and coloring of your breasts and nipples now.” You twist one binder around each swollen nipple and wait a minute until it starts to turn a deep, blood red. Then, one by one you slide the rubber bands onto my breasts, giving each one a pull and letting it snap on my tit. You un-cuff my hands and instruct me to stand on all 4’s, telling me that it allows you to examine my sensitivity to having the blood trying to flow back into my boobs while they are still bound.

After 5 minutes, you have me lay back down and re-cuff my hands above my head to the bedpost, and take the ropes bound around my titties and tie the ropes to the bedpost as well, pulling my knockers up so they are standing at “full attention”. You remove the rubber bands from my boobs and nipples and then tell me “I’m going to examine your breasts’ response to different stimulation… many of them might hurt, but do not make any noise.” You start smacking the underside of my tits with your hands… then the sides of my breasts… finally the nipples… you slap them over and over again… I try to resist screaming.

The next stimulus is ice. You apply ice to each of my nipples and watch for them to harden. After 2 minutes they are burning from the ice. You remove the ice and give each nipple a tweak. I let out a little moan and you look at me disapprovingly. “I will deal with that infraction later, for now I will continue with the exam. The next thing I’ll be checking for is your nipples’ reaction to: licking, sucking, biting, pulling, twisting and pinching… then we will check your titties ability to withstand weights attached to it… since your Master told me how much you enjoyed that last time.” You began by licking around and around my nipple, it swelling and hardening, and then you clamped down with your lips and sucked hard, then harder, finally as hard as you could. All of a sudden you bite down into my nipples… I let out a scream… “I’m sorry, doctor, I forgot your instructions.”

You take my tits out of your mouth and let them air dry for a minute so you will be able to get a better grip on them with your hands. You start by giving both nipples several pinches, each one harder than the next. After 15 pinches, you clamp your fingers around each one and twist them 300 degrees. With the nipples twisted almost all the way around, you pull them out as far as you can. I bite my lip to keep from screaming, but you can tell I’m enjoying your exam. “Your master also informed me that you enjoy being a milk slut… is that true?” I nod yes. You turn me around and have me stand on all 4’s with the ropes bound around my knockers still tied to the bedpost. You apply baby oil to my teats so the pumps will get better suction, and then put the pumps on my breasts on full power. After my breasts have been pulled all the way into the horn of the pump, you turn the pump off but leave the pumps on my tits… just letting them stay suctioned to my nipples. “Now for the numerous times you disobeyed my command to stay quiet during your exam… I will be spanking your ass and then we will do the nipple weight training.”*SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK *SPANK…

You leave the room to collect the materials for the weight training session. An hour later, after masturbating in the shower, chatting online, checking your email, and eating lunch you come back into the room… “Are those teats sufficiently milked or does the milk slut, cow need more time?” “What does the dr. think? If you think increased time will help my milk flow, then I will follow the dr.’s orders.” “As you wish, milk slut.” You leave the room and go to watch a movie, you return to increase the intensity of the pump every thirty minutes for the two hours the movie is playing. Due to the tightly suctioned horns on my nipps, my nipples have grown to fully fill the horn and are deep purple. After the breast pump horns are removed from my titties my nipples remain fully erect, deep red and puffy.

“Now for the weight training… Stand up.” I stand, you remove the rope from the bedpost and bind my tits tighter, you un-cuff my hands, only to re-cuff them to the coat hook on the back of the door… “Master told me how he did his weight training, mine’s going to be a little different… we’re going to start with the 35 oz.’s your Master told me he successfully had on you last time, and increase the weight every ten minutes until the clamps fall to the floor. This may cause some discomfort when the clamps do finally fall off, but it will show me that you are a good slut and can handle any further training your Master chooses to put you through.” You pull my left nipple out and attach the clamp to it, already holding the 35 oz.’s of weight on it. You do the same to my right nipple and watch me squirm in pain. “Please, baby, don’t hurt my nipples,” I look at you with “puppy dog eyes”

“Since I’m feeling compassionate today, I won’t put any more weights on, but after the weights have been taken off we will be emptying those milk bags of yours again.” 15 minutes later, you take the clamps off, unbind my breasts and we walk back to the bed. You tell me to lie down, and you straddle my body. You attach yourself to my nipples and suckle gently until both are empty and we both cum. I go take a shower while you watch, then we lay on the couch and make out. I whisper in your ear “I love you so much. You are so good to me… I really enjoy our role playing.” I’m still bare-breasted, we spoon and you fondle my breasts and run your fingers back and forth over my nipples gently… I cum.

Become a member to comment on this blog