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Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Eighteen
6/3/2006 11:32 pm Last Read: |
That night, after Annas in bed, were sitting in the living room discussing the activities that played out earlier that day. It crosses your mind that as much as Ive been breast feeding the two or three of you, I havent had many opportunities to taste breast milk myself. You suggest that tomorrow morning the three of us visit Dr. Rockhard to determine whether or not Kaylee would be a good candidate for induced lactation, this would also give Kaylee a chance to experiment with the medical fetish you and I have so enjoyed in the past. You mention that it has been quite a while since Ive had an exam myself and that as long as we were there I might as well be examined too. We then begin to discuss what Kaylee had brought up while we were discussing her fantasies at the fetish malls food court. You love that she is so willing to have her limits pushed and her pain-tolerance level tested. You suggest that we do a little medical fetish play of our own tonight; this is actually less of a suggestion than it is a statement of the plans for the evening. You tell Kaylee to go slip into her Naughty Nurse costume while you go change into your medical scrubs. When you return to the living room I notice that the scrubs werent as much like typical scrubs as I had previously thought, although I should have known since after all they were purchased at a fetish costume shop. The scrubs have elastic around the fly area so that your cock is hanging out thats really the only difference about them that I notice. Kaylee returns to the living room shortly after you do. Ready to show Kaylee how sexy you look with your tits being used as pin cushions? you ask. I nod. You instruct me to strip and I quickly obey. When Im standing in front of you and Kaylee completely nude, you open your medical kit and start preparing the toys well be using tonight. You remove several syringes, rubber bands, a few vials of clear liquid, clamps, and a few of our regularly used toys. You cuff my hands behind my back and place a spreader bar between my legs so Im standing with my legs a foot and a half apart. You bind my tits and then sit back and wait a few minutes, watching for them to turn the perfect shade of deep purple. When theyve reached the desired color, you begin pricking my breasts with needles. After you have twenty five needles stuck inside each of my teats, you kneel and begin injecting my pussy lips with the clear liquid. This is saline, the same liquid we used for your boob job, I am injecting your pussy lips with the saline so that they are inflated to twice their normal size. When youve completed the injections, you stand up. You gaze at my bloated pussy lips for a while and grin. You decide that you enjoy the look of my engorged pussy lips and that it might be fun to inflate my nipples as well. As much pain as it caused me before to have my nipples jammed with syringes, I secretly craved to have them stuck with needles again. My pussy moistened at the thought of you skewering my nipples with the syringes. You hand Kaylee two alcohol pads and instruct her to prep my nipples for the syringes. She takes her position in front of me and begins by gently rubbing my left nipple with the cold alcohol pad. No Kaylee, you know you can do better than that. Pull that whores nipples; make em nice and hard for me. She quickly intensifies her rubbing adding some pinching, pulling and twisting to the procedure. She repeated the process with my right nipple. When she was done, she backed off and you took her place standing in front of me. In your hand you held several syringes filled with the saline solution. Lets see how enlarged we can get these you say, giving my nipple a nice hard tug. You immediately ram syringe after syringe into my nipple, emitting the saline and my nipple grew larger and larger. When you were satisfied with how puffy you had made that nipple, you proceeded to inject the other nipple. You left one needle stuck in each nipple, you like the way my tits looked when they were being used as pin cushions. You decided to leave the needles in my breasts for a while. My nipples were now five times their normal width. You gave them each a few tweaks to ensure that the sensitivity had not been compromised, it hadnt, if anything they were more sensitive than they had ever been if that was possible. You then instructed me to remain standing there while you initiated Kaylee into the fetish. You unbuttoned the top of her nurses costume and bound her boobies. You then began to play with her nipples. You wanted to test the sensitivity of her tits. They were exceptionally sensitive, although not quite as sensitive as mine were (even before they were inflated.) Kaylee had small 34-B breasts, and since you were quite the tit man so I knew they wouldnt amply please you. You removed several vials of saline from your bag as well as rubber bands and a bunch more syringes. I knew Kaylee was about to receive her first of many boob jobs. You placed a ball gag in her mouth in anticipation of the screams you were about to produce by injecting her jugs. You cuffed her hands and tied the cuffs to a hook in the ceiling. You walked over to me and un-cuffed my hands. You instructed me to stand behind Kaylee; Id be helping you with the boob job. As I took my place behind her, you prepared close to eighty needles. Kaylees eyes widened at the number of syringes you were filling with the solution. You told me to pinch her nipples and pull them up so you could inject the saline into the underside of her teats. Next was the inner and outer sides followed by the tops of her breasts. The whore had quite a high tolerance of pain so she barely flinched at most of the injections. I knew what was coming soon was about to really test how much she could take; it would bring her to the edge. You rubbed her nipples, preparing them for the injections that were to come. When they were sufficiently aroused, you begin to ram syringes into her pink areolas. After there were ten in each, you slowly emit the solution from the syringes, one by one. With each syringe being emptied, her moans become louder. She begins wiggling in her restraints. When all of the syringes in her areolas have been emptied, you again give her nipples a harsh tug to guarantee theyre rock hard. Lastly, you skewer each of her nipples with a syringe. You take a moment to admire your work. Finally her nipples begin to burn from the needles in them; you push the plug of the syringes down, flooding her nipple with the last of the serum. You rub her nipples in your finger, she flinches. Perfect you say. You retrieve two pairs of nipple clamps from your bag and attach one of the clamps from the first pair to one of her nipples and one of the clamps from the second pair to her other nipple. You turn her around so shes facing me and then you attach the second clamp from the first pair to my nipple, repeating the process to my other nipple. She and I learn quickly that movement from either of us would have dire consequences on both of our nipples. The next thing we know, you place weights in the middle of the connector chain of each of the pairs of clamps. With the weights on the chains connected to each pair of clamps, Kaylee leans forward a bit to release some of the tension on her nipples. She realizes that if she leans forward it will increase the affect of the weights, but if she leans backwards it increases the pull of the clamps for both of us. When she can no longer stand the pull of the weights on her tortured titties, she begins to bend her knees. I let out a moan from the increased pull on my end of the clamps. You laugh and stand between us. Are my lovely sluts enjoying the game? you smirk. You kneel between us and jam two fingers into each of our cunts to see if your little game was having any affect on us it was. Soon after, you decide that youre ready for bed. You release the clamps from my nipples and we take a seat on the couch to feed you. Kaylee stands there in the middle of the room, still clamped, and watches you nurse. When you have finished, you remove the clamps from her nipples and instruct her to have her bedtime snack. We retire to the bedroom. You climb into bed and Kaylee and I each lay on one of the sides of you. You cuddle both of us and we fall asleep. |
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