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Make it hurt so good...
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Nov 30, 2006 8:57 pm
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Ok, so since I didnt want a repeat of last night's predicament, I decided that I definitely needed to limit the amount of time I had the ice water bottles on my nipples... so I've been putting them on for ten-minute increments, then giving them a few minutes to shrink back to normal size before putting them right back on. Hi, my name is Amy and I'm a nipple-torture-aholic. Ta-tas for now ~A
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Seventeen- Mystery Milkers
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Nov 30, 2006 8:45 pm
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When the car stopped once again, I was yanked from the car by my hair. Master ordered me to stand perfectly still with my hands behind my back. I did as I was told and what little clothes I was wearing were ripped from my body. The next thing I felt was a rope being laced around my body. My arms were tied behind my back. The rope was passed through my legs, making sure it parted my ass cheeks and pussy lips. Lastly It was twisted around my breasts until my tits jutted straight out from my body. The last foot of rope served as a leash. I was led away from the car. With every step I took, the rope rubbed against my pussy and ass.
We entered a door and I was taken down a dark hallway. We stopped and Master took me over his knee. He was wearing black leather gloves so as he spanked my bare ass, each one burned my tender flesh. Another one of the people pulled my head up by my hair and rammed his cock into my mouth. I could hear the a third person kneel before Master and begin sucking His cock as they reached down and toyed with my nipples. They batted at my dangling tits and yanked my nipples harshly. Lastly, the remaining stranger knelt between my legs and fucked my pussy, pounding his cock into me as Masters hand landed against my ass, giving me no way to move. The brutality continued on for the next fifteen minutes. Every inch of my body ached. Then simultaneously, the two cocks inside me exploded with cum. I gagged as my mouth was filled with the hot, gooey jizz. My pussy ached as it was loaded with more cum. I wanted so badly to be allowed to release my cum, but knew that wouldnt be happening.
Then all at once, the torture stopped. I laid there, motionless, across Masters lap. Moments later, Master stood and I dropped to the floor. Someone pulled my hair and Master barked at me to stand. He lifted my arms above my head and fastened them to chains. He slapped my thighs and demanded that I spread my legs wide open. He pinched and pulled my nipples as he tied string around them once again. He then handed the strings to someone else. They tugged at the strings like they were moving a marionette. I felt a hand spread my pussy slit open and jam their fist inside me, without warning or stretching it open slowly. Masters gloved hands slapped at my ass as he screamed Cum bitch!
My body tremored as I released all of the pent-up cum. Masters hand reached up and rubbed my clit. Again
Cum again for me. You wanted to cum so badly while we were in the car, now heres your chance. Youre going to cum like you have never cummed before. My nipples were tugged at, and with each tug the strings tightened. Master rubbed my clit faster and faster, the orgasm built up again. Cum flooded from my cunt. My nipples were yanked up into the air and Master started slapping my teats with his other hand. The hand pumping in and out of my cunt pounded harder. Again master snarled.
The person fisting my pussy began spanking my sore ass. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through my cunt. I felt fingers at my lips, spreading my mouth open. A woman then inserted her tit into my gaping mouth. She stuffed as much of her tit as she could into my hole. She slapped my cheek as she commanded me to suck her. Cum flowed out of me in an endless stream.
When I was at the point of passing out from the rapid-fire orgasms, Master told the others to back off and let me rest for a moment. I was allowed to kneel with my hands still restrained in the air. Ten orgasms in the span of an hour, I wasnt sure I had been allowed to have that many orgasms in the last month. As I pondered that thought, my body started to show signs that I was excited again. I wished my body wouldnt snitch on me, but I couldnt help it. Not only had I never orgasmed that many times in one day, but I had never been so horny in my life. Master immediately picked up on my arousal and announced I think the horny cow is due for a good milking.
I felt a familiar device being fastened to my tits, it was my breast pump. Since my hands werent free, my tits were forced to bear the weight of the breast pump. Apparently Master think that was enough weight for them though because he decided to also affix the wood stocks to my boobs that he had mad a while back. He screwed the bolts into the holes and tightened them until he was satisfied. He sat back with the others to enjoy the view for a while. Eventually they grew bored and walked out of the room. I was left there, alone, unable to do anything. My teats were now past the point of being empty, but the pump hummed away, sucking my tender nipples. I began to moan from the feeling of my poor udders being sucked mercilessly. Someone stepped back into the room, only long enough to fasten a ball gag to my face. I could imagine I was a sight to behold. I was left there in the dark, still blindfolded, for the next several hours.
The next thing I knew, it was morning. I knew the time of day because I could smell breakfast cooking. Someone came to release me from the devices on my tits, and brought me to the breakfast table. I was laid across the table and my legs were spread open. I was to become the platter for the array of breakfast foods. Hot sausage was placed between my legs and hot syrup was drizzled over my tits and stomach. I felt several people tug at my nipples, spraying milk into their glasses or bowls of cereal. I could smell plates of pancakes and eggs surrounding me. Someone picked up a sausage and wiped it against my pussy before putting it on their plate; others licked the syrup from my stomach. Soon I heard the clink of breakfast dishes being cleared from the table. My body was sticky, from the syrup at breakfast and from all of the cum the day before.
Master helped me off the table and led me into the bathroom. Only then, when it was the two of us alone, did he allow me to remove the blindfold. My eyes hurt as they adjusted to the light, even though it was a dim light in the bathroom. Master kept the light dim so that I had no chance of figuring out where I was, not that there was much chance of that anyways. Master sat there and watched me as I showered. After I was clean, he dried every inch of my body before putting the blindfold back over my eyes.
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Sixteen- Workouts and Wonderings
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Nov 30, 2006 9:55 am
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Today Master decided to take me to workout. He said that I had been getting lazy. We drove to a dance studio I used to rehearse at when I was on the high school dance team. The parking lot was empty, but Master had keys to the studio. We walked into the studio and Master ordered me to strip. I stood naked at one end of the room, surrounded by mirrored walls. He led me over to one of the walls that had a barré. I stood in front of the barré and Master clamped my right nipple. He wrapped the chain around the other side of the barre before attaching it to my left nipple. The chain on this pair of clamps was short so my nipples were pulled taut. Master pulled my hips back and spread my legs. He applied clamps to each of my pussy lips and my clit. Finally he dropped weights onto each of the five clamps decorating my body. Master stood behind me and admired his work in the mirrors.
He told me to start practicing ballet squats (Pliers plee-ays.) I bend my knees and gracefully bend to the floor. Each plier to the floor alleviated the pull of the weights on my pussy, but tightened the pull on my nipples. As I rose to standing position again, Master increased the amount of weight dangling from each clamp. I completed many more pliers before Master allowed me to stop. He removed the clamps from my pussy and clit and lifted my leg. He pulled my leg up into the splits.
He commanded me to hold my leg up in that position. Master dropped his pants and teased my cunt with the tip of his cock. My pussy dripped in anticipation of his cock. After several long minutes of teasing, He jammed his cock all the way into my cunt. I bit my tongue, determined not to scream out in pain. My cunt was stretched wider and wider. Soon he had an entire hand in my cunt alongside his cock. Master then pulled out of me and released my leg. He unclamped my nipples from the barré. He walked me to the middle of the floor and ordered me to get on my hands and knees. He took two pieces of string from his pocket and looped one around each of my nipples. He went to the closet in the corner of the room and picked two heavy barbells. He tied the free ends of the string looped around my nipples to the barbells. The barbells pulled my nipples to new, excruciating lengths. He instructed me to lean forward so that the barbells rested on the floor in front of me.
He sat in a chair near me and told me to look at myself in the mirror. He told me that he couldnt believe how much of a nipple torture whore I had become. He loved the way my nipples looked in the mirror, pulled to the floor. Master then demanded that I start doing push-ups to get my flabby arms back into shape. He pushed me to the floor with his foot and then as I pushed up with my arms as far as I could, He pulled my hair until my nipples were being strained to his liking. He smiled as I whimpered. As his cock grew again, he moved to stand in front of me. When he pulled my hair up, his cock was at my eye-level. As his cock again began spewing pre-cum, it landed on my face and dripped down to my lips.
He waited a few more minutes, spattering my face with his juices. Finally when he was just about to cum he moved around to the back of me. I was on my knees so he knelt and spread my ass open. As I pushed up for one last time, he rammed his cock deep into my ass. He pulled my hair hard, making my back arch and my hands lifted off the floor. The weights being dangled from my tits also lifted from the floor and I let out a blood-curdling scream. At that moment, Master released a load of cum, filling my tight hole. We collapsed to the floor, He was out of breath from the might of his orgasm; I was in extreme pain and praying for mercy.
Master ordered me to sit and he removed the weights and strings from my nipples. He laid his head in my lap and fed from me, my milk nursing him back to full strength. When he finished, we collected our things and left the studio.
When we got into the car, Master had a plan. He blindfolded me and put me in the backseat. He pulled my top down so that my breasts were exposed. The cool air made my tender nipples harden instantly. Naughty little slut, getting excited just by having your tits exposed. You like that, dont you? The stupid slut enjoys being exposed! Master snickered at me. I couldnt help being excited by being exposed. The excitement of the unknown was too much for me, I loved not knowing what Master had in store for me and my tortured body.
He positioned a film canister against each of my hard buds. He squeezed them tightly and suctioned them to my nipples. I gasped as my nipples were pulled into the canisters and met by something cold. Master had placed a large piece of ice in the bottom of each film canister. As my nipples swelled in the containers, the ice rubbed against them teasingly. The longer Master drove, the harder and bigger my nipples grew. The ice soon turned into cold water. The cold water stung my sensitive nipples. We began driving again.
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i'm swollen and i cant get out!
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Nov 29, 2006 9:30 pm
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Ok, minor scare a few minutes ago. I was taking off the plastic bottles, and my right nipple swelled so big that the bottle wouldn't come off. It took quite a bit of pulling, but it finally came off my nipple. (Thank goodness! I can't even imagine what i'd say to a paramedic if i had to call someone to get the bottle off my nipple) So my nipple is extremely swollen, really cold, and quite purple. Maybe next time I'll have to limit myself to no more than ten or fifteen minutes with the bottles on. Ta-tas for now ~A
<-- there's the pic of what my nipple looks like at the moment, about an inch long, very puffy, and parts are a dark purple still.
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ice ice baby!
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Nov 29, 2006 8:56 pm
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God! I cant get enough of it! I have the ice-water filled plastic bottles sucking my nipples AGAIN tonight... they're being sucked like they've never been sucked before, and i LOVE it! I want them on me as i'm on my hands and knees, being fucked from behind and having my ass spanked... making the bottles swing back and forth like crazy... oh god!!!!
yes, my roommate is here tonight, but she's in the other room and at this point i'm enjoying these things on my tits way too much to care. Ta-tas for now! ~A
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titillating
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Nov 28, 2006 6:56 pm
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God it felt good tonight when my roommate finally left for work. She hasn't left our apartment for very long in the past week. I havent been using my breast pump or been able to do anything to myself while my roommate has been around. So she left tonight and my shirt immediately came off. My nipples are now being sucked tightly into the plastic bottles- I lubed my nipples with baby oil to get them sucked tighter into the bottles, it should also help when i try to get them out of the bottles later... much later. I love the way they are biting into my areolas as they suck harshly on my nipples. I love the way they shake my nipples around each time i move. My roommate definitely needs to start leaving the apartment more often. Ta-tas for now! ~Amy
oh god! i just found something that makes the plastic bottles sucking my nipples even better... oh god.... filled them with freezing cold water... now my nipples are rock hard, the bottles are still sucking extremely hard and biting my areolas, and now the water in the bottle is pulling my nipples down... OH GOD!
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Fifteen - Cum-Covered Cleaning
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Nov 27, 2006 10:09 pm
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The next day, I accompanied Master on his errands. He had me dressed in a tight, white, thin t-shirt. I wasnt allowed to wear a bra, but Master had my tits tightly bound in rope so that they stuck straight out. My nipples were fully erect so it looked as if I was concealing torpedoes under my shirt- they were weapons of mass distraction. I was also allowed to wear a pair of daisy dukes, but no underwear. I followed Master through the store to the herbal supplements, he picked out the ones that Sir had recommended for increasing my milk supply
as if my milk wasnt already more than Master ever needed in one day. Master had breakfast only an hour before, and because my teats were so full, he only emptied each breast about half way. They had since refilled and were engorged, the evidence was left on my shirt- large spots of liquid seeping through, making my tits even more eye-catching.
I kept my gaze on the floor as Master paid for the herbal supplements. The cashier stared at my milk-soaked shirt covering the enormous tits protruding from my chest. As I walked out of the store, my tits jostled around, my nipples rubbing against the wet material, making them even stiffer. At the exit of the store, Master commanded me to kneel in front of everyone. He lifted my shirt and opened the pill bottles. He handed me a pill and told me to put in my mouth when he counted to three. He wrapped his fingers around each of my leaking nipples, as he counted his grip tightened. Master pulled hard, milk streaming from my teats as I popped the pill into my mouth. When I had swallowed it he released my nipples. He handed me another pill and grabbed my nipples again. This time he didnt wait to pull on them, the milk flowed as he counted. The crowd grew as Master continued to milk me. Two pills later, my tits were almost empty. There was a large puddle on the sidewalk in front of Master and me. He instructed me to stand and I followed him to the car, my tits still uncovered and bouncing in the breeze.
When we got home, Master told me it was my day to vacuum the apartment. He sat there and watched me as I did my chores. When the vacuuming was finished, Master told me it was time to vacuum me. I laid on the floor in the living room. Master grabbed a hose attachment he had modified and connected it to the vacuum I had just used to clean the apartment. He turned the vacuum on and fitted the remaining end of the hoses to my teats. Since He had modified the hoses, they were big enough to accommodate my entire breast into each hose. The suction was tight. I wriggled on the floor as master stood over me. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. As the vacuums tormented my boobs, he stroked his shaft. Pre-cum dripped from his cock, landing on my face. Soon, blobs of hot jizz fell from the tip of his cock, some landing on me and some falling into my mouth.
It was funny, but over the last few days since Master had returned home, anytime he was near me my mouth was consumed with the taste of cum, although it was rarely because I actually had his cum in my mouth. I discussed this finding with Master and he thought it was a sign of my submission and dedication. Master continued to jack off, cum spewing all over me. When he had finished his orgasm he sat on the couch to regain his strength, and to admire my defiled body.
He abruptly turned the vacuum off and pulled the hoses from my teats. He commanded me to stand and follow him. Naked and cum-covered, I followed him from the apartment to the laundry room. He filled a basket with the laundry he had washed earlier that day. I followed him outside, he holding the laundry basket. We stopped in front of the clothesline in the backyard. He took a box of clothespins from the basket and handed them to me. He demanded that I hang his clothes out to dry. He knelt in front of me and each time as I reached up to hang something on the clothesline, He would reach up and snap a clothespin on one of my tits. By the time all of his clothes were hung on the line, my tits had clothespins attached at every angle.
Master led me back into the building and into his bedroom. He tied my legs to the end of the bed and cuffed my wrists together. He had concocted a new toy he was dying to try out. To the foot of the bed, he clamped a narrow device resembling a battering-ram. He bent my knees and pulled me down onto the cylindrical piece of wood. It pushed into my cunt and spread my tight hole. Master pushed and pulled my legs, moving the toy in and out of me. When I was near orgasm he rammed it as far inside me as he could, and held it there. At the far end of the toy was a pair of clips that he clamped onto each of my pussy lips. I was stuck, this battering-ram jammed inside me, unable to free myself.
He knelt on the bed, his legs bestride me. He picked up a riding crop and began tapping the clothespins on my teats with it. With each tap, the clothespins bit deeper into my flesh. He laced a piece of string through each of the clothespins and then yanked the string, releasing the pins one by one. He continued slapping the bite marks with the riding crop, turning the marks into welts. He laid down next to me, wrapped one arm around my waist and suckled at my nipple.
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Fourteen- Pornographic Photography and Kinky Consessions
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Nov 20, 2006 9:59 pm
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We spent the next day at the mall celebrating Masters homecoming. It was a chilly fall day so it was perfect indoor weather. Master allowed me to wear clothing to the mall. I wore a red corset top with a short, black skirt and black knee-high boots with three-inch heels. We started off our celebratory afternoon by getting some pictures taken together. Master wanted a kinky Christmas card picture to be taken to send to his friends who shared the lifestyle. We walked into the photography shop and the photographer showed us to a private room. He told us to get dressed for the photo shoot and he would return in a few minutes.
I was instructed to quickly strip all of my clothing. Master wrapped my pussy and ass in Christmas tree lights, resembling a thong. He plugged the lights in and my thong lit up. Master attached my nipple clamps to my tits and adorned the clamps with a silver ball ornament on each side. Master then stripped and began stroking his cock. He put on a Santa hat and tied a red bow around his cock shaft. I kneeled beside him and posed as if I was going to suck his gift. Master took a whip in his hand and positioned it behind him, as if he was in the process of snapping it against my skin for sucking his cock without permission. The photographer came back and stifled a laugh as he looked at the scene in front of him. He took his camera and snapped several pictures.
We then changed poses and outfits. I was completely naked for the next picture and Master was wearing only his Santa hat. I straddled Masters lap, facing him. He took a cookie in one hand and my dripping tit in his other. Master called this picture milk and cookies for Santa. The photographer took several more pictures and then the photo shoot was over. Master and I dressed and then went out to the lobby of the store. Master picked several pictures that he liked, paid the photographer, and then we left.
Next, Master took me to a movie. He bought the tickets and we went to the refreshment stand. Master bought a large bag of popcorn and added tons of salt to it. I followed him to the theater and we found seats. We sat down and Master pushed the armrest between our seats up, out of the way. The lights went down in the theater and the movie started. Master munched away at his popcorn and quickly grew thirsty from all of the salt. He laid his head in my lap and rested the popcorn bucket on his stomach. He reached up and lowered my top, revealing my full boobs. Master began loudly sucking on my nipple, drawing attention to us. I kept my eyes on Master so I didnt notice the stares we were getting from others. Master laid in my lap the rest of the movie, switching between eating his over-salted popcorn and quenching his thirst with my milk.
When the movie was over, I composed myself and Master sat up. The other movie-watchers had mixed reactions as they passed us on their way out of the theater. Some looked at us in disgust; others made comments like what a nice little slut you have and looks like you had a good snack.
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Taboo Titty-Torturing: Chapter Thirteen- Whore at Home
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Nov 19, 2006 1:18 am
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Knowing Master was to be here in the morning to get me, I was almost too excited to sleep that night. I finally managed to force myself to sleep knowing that Master probably would test my endurance the following day because he hadnt used me in so long. When I woke, Sir and Master were standing over me smiling. I jumped from my bed and followed them from the bedroom to the living room. Master ordered me to my hands and knees in front of the television, parallel to it. Sir popped a tape in the VCR and he and Master began watching the video of the Veterinary exam from the prior day.
As they watched me being treated like a cow, their cocks hardened. Master was kneeling by my ass and Sir was kneeling by my face. Sir inserted his cock into my awaiting mouth and I deep-throated it. Master penetrated my ass hole with his huge erect cock. Masters hands slid down my hips and teased my pussy. His fingers circled my clit, exciting it. Sirs hands wrapped around my tits and he grasped my nipples tightly. My body rocked back and forth with the rhythm of the cocks penetrating me. As Master rubbed my clit with one hand, he fingered me with two fingers from his other hand. Two fingers turned to three, and three fingers quickly became four. Soon Master had his entire fist pounding my expanding cunt. When it reached the end of the video, Master and Sir flipped my body over, Master grabbing both my legs and Sir grabbing both my arms. Their cocks were still in the respective holes. They pulled their cocks out and simultaneously orgasmed, cum shot out of their cocks. Endless loads of cum covered my body.
I was allowed to get up and take a shower and go about my morning routine. While I washed and prepared myself for service, Master and Sir sat in the living room and discussed the training sessions I had endured during the week. When I was clean and presentable, I returned to the living room. Sir gave me a wrapped box; it was a memento to remember my week at the farm by. I opened the gift. Inside the box was a white leather bra with black lettering that said GOT MILK? and a black dogs collar that had jeweled lettering that spelled out TITTY. I quickly stripped from my uniform and modeled my new garments for Sir and Master. Master attached a leash to the O-ring on the collar and the two men led me to the bedroom.
I climbed into bed. Sir laid in bed on one side of me and Master laid on the other. Baby Girl joined us in the bed; she laid across the end of the bed, between my legs. Master pulled the tit nearest him to the side and latched on, Sir did the same to my other tit. Baby Girl spread my pussy lips and fucked my cunt with her long tongue. She reached up and jerked Sir off while she ate me out. I reached down and jerked Masters cock. The men blew another load of cum on me and Baby Girl was ordered to lick it off of me. When Master and Sir were done with breakfast, Master collected my things and led me to the car. We drove all the way home without stopping. It was so good to be home. The minute I crossed the threshold I stripped my clothing and took my submissive position on the floor.
Master called me into the bedroom and told me to join him in his bed. He had missed my milk while he was gone all week. He laid next to me and wrapped his arms around my midriff, he wrapped his lips firmly around my nipple. He suckled slowly and rhythmically at my teat. Soon he fell asleep, his mouth still attached to my tit. I kissed his forehead and fell asleep as well. I woke an hour later to the feeling of Master continuing to suckle milk from my breast.
Master informed me that he brought me back a present from his trip. He opened his suitcase and unpacked a vacuum pumping system. He told me to sit up in the bed. He took hold of one of my boobs and stuffed it into the cup. He did the same to my other breast. Once the machine was turned on, my boobs were pulled and suctioned until my entire breast had taken up the whole cup. The tube in the bottom of the cup allowed for my nipples to continue expanding beyond my tits. My nipples swelled down through the tube and then Master turned the machine off. He left my tits suctioned in the cups. Master pulled me from the bed and bent me forward. He warmed my ass by rubbing his hands over the flesh. He began lightly spanking me, increasing his intensity after a while. Later he picked up his paddle and whacked it against my red ass.
Deep purple welts formed across my bright red ass. Master smiled and leaned over. He kissed the small of my back and worked his way up. When he reached my shoulders, he lingered there and helped me to stand upright. He grabbed the vacuum suction cups still firmly encasing my tits. He shook them playfully, making my tits jiggle against my chest. My nipples hardened in the tubes as he kissed my neck. I was glad to have my Master back home.
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