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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Ten- The Beverage Dispenser
11/17/2006 7:20 pm Last Read: |
The next morning as Sir had his morning feeding, he discussed with Baby Girl what she and I had done the day before. I took it to the mall while I did my errands. It followed me around and then I took it to the food court for lunch. I made it sit on the table and I took its top off and sucked it in front of everyone. I then licked its pussy while I forced it to cum. Baby Girl said, emphasizing every time she referred to me as it. Sir told Baby that it sounded like we had a fun time, but that she was too nice to me allowing me to cum. When Sir was done with breakfast he pulled out a new pair of nipple suckers, candy as he called them, because he said they made my nipples yummy. They were long, skinny, travel-sized, empty plastic bottles. He squeezed them tightly, all the air then tried to rush back into the bottles as my nipples were sucked into the space. The new nipple suckers pulled my nipples down instead of allowing my nipples to stay pointed out from my tits. They also shook my tits when I moved. Baby Girl had planned a lazy morning for us. She laid on the couch and watched television. She told me to lie on the floor next to the couch. My nipple suckers stuck straight into the air, my nipples encased inside. She reached her arm over the edge of the couch and began playing with my nipple candy. She wiggled them, pulled on them, and squeezed them tighter around my nipple. She fingered herself to the sound of my gasps and moans. Around lunchtime Baby Girl went into the bedroom and changed her clothes. She returned to the living room where I was waiting for her. She was wearing a bib and a cloth diaper that had been cut to look like a thong. Her hair was in pigtails. Her thumb was in her mouth. Me want milky! She shouted at me. She sat on my stomach and pulled the nipple suckers from my enormous nipples. I felt her pussy juices drip onto my stomach as she leaned forward and attached herself to my nipple. She suckled away as my milk flowed into her mouth. When she had finished her feeding, she told me she made a mess in her diaper and needed to be changed. So she left the room and changed out of her outfit. When she returned, she laid her head in my lap and flicked at my tits as she told me the plans for the evening. She told me that Sir was having a party this evening and I was going to be in charge of serving beverages. The afternoon went on as normal; I was brought out to the barn and milked. When Baby Girl brought me back into the house, she was carrying a white one-gallon milk carton. She told me that was all the milk I had produced during the week. Sir was going to be home soon and Baby Girl wanted the house ready to go for the party. She tied my hands together behind my back and helped me to sit on the china hutch in the dining room. She placed the gallon of milk next to me along with a stack of plastic cups. She suctioned a plastic cup onto each of my boobs. She positioned my body at the very edge of the countertop and spread my legs wide. She told me that I was to offer the guests milk or juice when they approached me. Baby Girl then busily prepared the rest of the house for the party. When the guests arrived, Sir welcomed them and offered them a drink. The guests seemed to need no explanation as to how to get the milk flowing. Each guest filled a cup with milk from my teats, pulling harshly at my nipple repeatedly. They then topped their glasses off with a bit of juice by slamming two fingers in and out of my cunt until my juices dripped into their cup. It surprised me that nobody found it weird to be drinking from a grown woman, but then again I was no longer a woman I had been reduced to nothing more than a beverage dispenser. The party went on around me and everyone completely ignored me, unless they were tugging at my nipples or pounding my cunt with their hands to refill their cups. Before this past week, being used as nothing more than a beverage dispenser would have caused me to feel degraded, but I had grown to love that position, I enjoyed the feeling that I was needed for my milk. When the party was over, Sir praised me for my service. He said I looked so sexy sitting there in the dining room being milked by complete strangers. He told me that there was no need to have me milked in the barn tonight and that I would be rewarded for pleasing him. He allowed me to sleep in His bed tonight, between Him and Baby. Right before I drifted off to sleep that night, Baby and Sir each sucked a tit and I was allowed to cum. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you enjoy the story, PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT! I have been very discouraged by the lack of comments my stories have been receiving... does that mean Y/you are not enjoying them? If you dont like them and think there are things i should change/add to them to make them better- let me know that too. Ta-Tas for now! |
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11/17/2006 10:22 pm |
I'm glad you enjoyed the story, I'd love for you to be present during a feeding as well. Thank you for leaving a comment! ~A
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11/18/2006 9:33 pm |
Thanks for the comments Martha, I'm glad my stories could have that affect on you!  sorry I havent replied to all of your various comments, but they are all fabulous! I look forward to hearing from you again in the future. Ta-tas for now ~A
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11/27/2006 8:06 pm |
Glad my writing could have that affect on you! Ta-tas for now ~A
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