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My Lactation Slave

By: Lancer1



I sat in front of the PC and stared in awed disbelief at the message on the screen, I had placed the ad on the adult web site less than twenty-four hours ago and already I had almost a dozen responses. I was admittedly surprised because the details of the ad specified a certain type of woman I was looking for and usually I found it a challenge to locate a woman either willing or even eager to fill my needs.

I scanned through the responses eliminating all the subjects with kids or any ex husbands; I didn't want to deal with those things in a relationship. However, I paused reading the fifth message noting that the woman was a widow and she had sent me a picture of her wearing a very brief bikini that barely contained her large, ripe breasts. The photo showed she was full figured though her bosom was noticeably full in its generosity.

A glance at her data told me she was in her early thirties and had no family in this part of the country, a possible keeper I thought. I continued through the other seven candidates and found two others that fitted the bill of what I wanted. I sat down and composed a brief E-mail instructing them to send me a second picture; this time topless in a pose that they found erotic.

I went back to the house that evening wondering just how these women would respond to my instructions, posing in a bikini or bathing suit for a stranger is one thing, topless is quite another. I ate a quite dinner that night and then sitting down at my PC I went on line to chat a bit only to discover that I had two messages waiting me in the adult web site I had placed my ad.

I opened the web page and sure enough there were two messages waiting me. I opened the first one and found it was a response from one of the women. She flat out told me she wouldn't send me any photos of her topless until we had chatted and got to know each other better. I deleted her message and opened the second to find another letter that peaked my curiosity.

Dear Sir X,

I received your request a few minutes ago and understand your desire to see what I have to offer you. I have no problem with that, however before you open the attached photos please read this first. I feel that you need to know a bit about me initially, so there will be no misconceptions about my background.

I was married for ten years to a very dominate man that I submitted to, not just as his wife; but as his submissive. He started me lactating four years ago and I have milked my breasts every day since selling the product to local milk banks for mothers that need it for their newborns.

As you will see in the photos I am into serious breast and nipple discipline, also I enjoy bondage and going about wearing just lingerie. I hope that you can understand my needs and it poses no problems for us to chat, thank you for reading this first.

Submissively,

Melinda

I blinked my eyes at the message and with trembling fingers clicked on the first picture attached to the E mail. It opened and I found myself looking at a woman bent over at the waist, wearing a waist cincher, stockings, and heels. A black leather sleeve encased her arms which were drawn behind her attached to a cable hanging from the ceiling above her.

Her lush ripe breasts hung from her chest about the size of two large flawless cantaloupes each one capped with a transparent cylinder that clung to her dark engorged nipples that were drawn into them from the suction applied. Her face was clearly visible to the camera and the raw lust and need I saw in her eyes told me she was totally enjoying her torment.

 

I opened the second attachment and discovered Melinda standing in front of a pine tree totally naked wearing only a set of slave cuffs and a collar. Her lush breasts were adorned with clothes pins crushing her dark nipples. Her creamy flesh was marked with bright pink lines from the switch she held in her mouth as she gazed into the camera. I saved the photos to my hard drive and started typing a letter to her as my pulse raced;

Dear Melinda,

I just got your letter and after reading it I viewed the two photos you attached to it. To say I am impressed is putting it mildly. I was not expecting to find a submissive when I placed this ad; however, I think that perhaps we can find common ground if we sit down and talk this over.

I have no relative experience as a Dom. However I must confess that I would be open to learning in order to fulfill your needs. I am an alpha male and am used to running my own business so I feel that is a plus factor in my behalf. I am listing my phone number if you want to call and discuss this. I leave that up to you, if you call we can go from there. I have attached a photo of myself for you to view also.

Sir X.

I was watching TV when my laptop resting on the coffee table chirped telling me I had an E mail message, my head snapped around so fast I almost fell off the couch. I had thought long and hard about the add I had found in the web site only yesterday but in the end had determined to take the chance that it was legit and not a scam to get some kinky pictures of women.

Reaching over I lifted the slim Mac to my lap and with the stroke of my slender finger I opened the letter. I smiled as I read the words before me and fought down the butterflies that came with them, a phone call? I could handle that, no harm there. Oh he sent me a photo, what a nice touch! I opened it to see a well knit Caucasian male on one knee beside a beautiful golden retriever.

Sir X wasn't movie star handsome, but he had a ruggedly, earthy masculinity about him that sent a shiver of anticipation through me. His openness about his lack of knowledge in dominating a woman really didn't bother me too much, a bit of research on the web could bring him up to speed in short order.

A few clicks later I knew what state he lived in by the area code and prefix of his phone and smiled. He was about two states away, interesting! I set aside the Mac and lifting my cell phone I entered his number into the memory then hit the call tab as I held my breath wondering what the next few minutes held in store.



I was actually sitting on the commode when the phone rang and with a laugh I plucked my cell from the leather holder on my belt. I didn't recognize the number and I smiled wondering if it was Melinda, I answered as I always did, "Jack speaking."

There was silence for several moments then a soft yet husky female voice shyly asked, "Sir X?"

I swallowed hard and replied, "Melinda?"

"Yes Sir."

"Well this is a very nice surprise; I wasn't expecting to hear from you for awhile." I replied soberly.

"Oh why is that?" she inquired hesitantly.

"Well to be honest I thought you might want some time to think this over before taking this step. Not that I mind at all you understand." I replied.

She giggled and quipped, "Well to be brutally honest I felt I should call before I chickened out."

I chuckled and retorted, "Melinda, you are a very beautiful unique woman, you have absolutely nothing to feel embarrassed about."

I blushed and retorted, "Well not many men want a woman with big cow tits that get's off being tied up and milked, then screwed in the ass."

His voice was warm as he retorted, "You might be surprised dear lady, there's a fine line between fantasy role playing and actual submission in your case. I mean wanting a human cow isn't very usual these days, but having a woman that likes to get her tit's milked every day is special."

"True enough, "I conceded, "However does the aspect of disciplining a woman's body bother you?"

He was silent for a few moments then he replied, "As long as I know she wants that and that I'm not abusing her, but rather adding pleasure to the sex aspect of things I think I can do it. I know enough about the color code system, are you familiar with it?"

"Yes I used it with my late husband. May I ask some questions?"She inquired.

"By all means;"I insisted.

She paused for a few moments then inquired, "You mentioned in your add you live out in the country?"

"Yes, I own a rather large tract of land about a half mile from my nearest neighbor. I have several out buildings on the property. One is a rather large stone barn where I want to have a stall and milking stantion placed to milk you in. The upper level of the barn is all finished off and part of it could be made into a discipline room for you."

"I see, that would be nice to have a room to role play in for us. What do you do for a living?"She asked shyly.

I laughed and replied;"Would you believe I design bedrooms and adult play rooms for a very discreet special clientele?"

There was open surprise in her voice as she gasped, "Really, for real?"

"Yes indeed, I designed one for a couple in California about a week ago and sent a crew out to do the job, it will cost them about 30K by the time it's all furnished with the bondage equipment they want in it."He replied.

"Oh my god you design bondage chambers?" she demanded.

"Sometimes, other clients want an Arabian Nights room, or a starship officer's quarters. I've even done a captain's quarters of an old sailing ship of the British Navy for a couple that liked to have his female cabin boy tied up and flogged by the captain."He insisted.

"I would never have thought there would be a market for that type of thing." I quipped.

"I get a lot of couples that just want a master suite that caters to a romantic sensual setting for normal sexual activity. When you consider the amount of time a couple spends in the bedroom, it only makes sense to make it a bit lavish."

She agreed and I asked, "And what is your line of work, since were on the subject?"

Her giggle made him smile as she quipped, "You won't believe me."

He chuckled and retorted, "Try me."

"I own an erotic lingerie shop."I sighed.

He stood and laughed as he tucked the phone under his neck and exclaimed, "Oh you naughty lady, no wonder you like to run around in Lingerie, you get a discount!"

"That's true but also I can order anything I like and no one asks any questions. I also carry a very exclusive line of breast harnesses for fellow submissive around here."She informed him.

I had to admit that his voice, rich and filled with confidence sent shivers through me. Not even my late husband radiated such commanding authority. Master X wasn't even dominating me yet and still my thick nipples were aching with need. I found my hand cupping my lace covered left udder as I toyed with my nipple.

I stifled a moan and to my acute embarrassment he insisted, "Are you getting off on this Melinda?"

I blushed and confessed, "Well sort of, your voice is so sexy and authoritative. I like a man who takes control and makes me obey him."

His next words sent a rush through me as he asked, "You have a web cam?" I replied that I did and he told me to go on line and contact him in YM. Tucking the phone under my chin I set my laptop on the coffee table as I ask him about his long range plans for himself.

I invited him to join me on line and in mere seconds I saw his face on my monitor. He smiled at me and asked, "Disappointed?"

I shook my head and retorted, "God no! It's just that, well-a- I normally don't do this type of thing this quickly."

He nodded in response and then he declared;"What happens here is up to you Melinda, I will tell you what I want, but you must decide what you will do, understand?"

"Yes, I understand Sir." I replied blushing.



I had to admit that Melinda's peaches and crème complexion blended well with her dark brown hair that was highlighted with streaks of burnished gold. Her facial structure held a slight Hispanic cast to it and the black lace camisole she wore along with her cut offs only enhanced her lush figure.



I smiled at her and taking a deep breath I spoke, "The pictures you sent are amazing. Your husband was a very lucky man. How did you get started in the D/s lifestyle?"

"We found a couple of DVD's at an adult book store and after watching them we concluded that it was something we both wanted to try. Tom was very dominating to begin with so it wasn't all that hard to take it to the next level." She informed me over the phone.

I caught the glitter in her eyes and asked, "Okay Melinda, what's on your mind?"

Blushing, a deep crimson she whispered, "Please, I need you to take control, it's been so long since a man took charge and I really need that-"

I nodded and asked, "You have any toys handy?"

"In the bedroom, I'll take my laptop in there and plug it in by the bed, okay?"

"Yes, do it now Wench!" I insisted firmly. Her girlish giggle told me she was happy to comply. I waited as she set the Mac notebook on her bed. Her bedroom from what I could see was nicely appointed and totally feminine, just as I expected it to be. She turned the laptop so the high resolution camera was focused on her womanly form and she knelt on the floor beside the bed and placing her hands behind her head thrust the lace camisole covered chest towards me as she smiled into the camera and spoke, "I am here to please you Sir, command me and I will obey."



To be honest I was stunned at my response to Jack's attitude, I was not at all in the habit of submitting to a stranger this early in a on line relationship. I had found it a challenge sorting out the players from the real Doms and most of them were taken. However there was just something in his eyes that conveyed to me a deep inner sense of untapped authority and dominance that I was eager to unlock.

I looked into the screen and waited anxiously wondering just what lay in store for me. It had been months since I had even had a man speak to me in a commanding tone of voice and when Jack had ordered me to the bedroom I had almost wet my pants.

His eyes swept over my kneeling form and then his voice came across the cell phone's speaker, "Melinda do you have your pumps handy?"

A shiver coursed through me as I realized what he wanted me to do. I nodded and he smiled eagerly as he informed me, "I want to watch you milk your big fat tits as you sit with a dildo in your tight pussy."

I bit my lower lip and hesitated as he inquired, "Is that possible, or did you recently express all your milk?"

I shook my head and shyly asked, "Sir may this wench ask a small favor of you?"

He nodded and I suggested, "Might this wench have her milk swollen udders disciplined first by your command?"

I saw his eyes widen as he considered my suggestion and he nodded as he replied, "I think I can handle that, however since I have no idea just what you have in mind might you give me an idea of what you are thinking?"

I blushed and reaching onto the bed lifted a wooden slotted spoon up before the camera and suggested," Perhaps a dozen strokes to my udders, five strokes to each one; three to the tops and sides, two to the tender undersides and the last one to each nipple? After I remove my clothes and play with my big fat udders for you of course."



Her bold declaration hit me like a slap upside the head and suddenly my cock was as hard as a rock as I agreed, "Yes you shameless slut, take off that camisole and show me those big fat cow tits. You have no right to wear clothing in my presence!" I heard her giggle as she stood and facing the camera slid the straps off her creamy shoulders and eased the taunt black lace down letting her generous breasts bounce free.

Her lush udders were a work of art; even as she leaned forward to slip off the two garments I found my hands aching to cup and heft her generous hooters. She knelt again before me keeping her knees wide allowing me an excellent view of her hairless pussy and fantastic breasts. I asked, "Alright slut, just how big are those udders of mine?"

She bit her lip and replied, "Normally I'm a 38DD, but now I'm a fill E cup. After about twelve hours I can produce almost a full pint of milk unless I'm well stimulated, then I can go even more. Shall I keep a verbal count for you Sir and play with my tits between each stroke or just punish my tits hard and fast?"



I knelt on the satin cushion waiting for his verdict knowing that playing with my nipples between each stroke would make me horny as hell and just the pumping action would bring me off. He smiled at me and spoke firmly, "Take your biggest dildo and force it in your pussy you whore!"

I swallowed hard and looking up on the mattress found the black ribbed dildo that I used only once in awhile. I picked it up and showed it to him on the camera and he nodded in approval then ordered, "Lick it well bitch; show me how well you can use your mouth on a cock."

I blushed at his crude language as I realized that he was proving to be a natural dominate and if he kept this up he would be keeping me quite happy. My entire body was trembling in anticipation of obeying his commands. I reached under the bed and slid out the small basin I kept there to pour my milk into from the pumps and set it aside in preparation for what I knew was coming. My bald pussy mound was actually throbbing as I licked the black rubber surface of the dildo and played with my nipples for him.

I stared in awed wonder and delight at the screen of my 54 inch plasma TV that I had my PC hooked into as I watched this stunning brunette lick the ribbed dildo. Her breasts were not just flawless, they were engorged with milk and I was eager to watch her apply the pumps to her puffy, swollen areoles and thick dark nipples.

Her eyes glittered as she moaned and swirled her skilled tongue around the flared tip of the black shaft and then slid it into her mouth coating it with saliva. She held it up and smiled as she whispered, "God I wish this was you. It's been so long since I've had a real hard cock in my mouth Sir."

I grinned and retorted, "We'll work on that you wanton whore, now slide it in your hairless cunt, nice and hard."

I watched as she rose up on her knees and biting her lower lip focused her attention on positioning the dildo under her pouting swollen labia. She eased the tip in place and looking at me she asked, "May I sit down Sir?" I nodded and she dropped groaning as it lanced into her tight passage, she shivered visibly as she gasped, "Oh Sweet Jesus, Oh fuck that's good!" Her crude, naughty language turned me on even more as I watched her rock on the black dildo.

I sat impaled on the ribbed shaft as I picked up the spoon and waited for permission to proceed. Just the look in his eyes told me he was both awed and pleased as the low frequency buzzing in my cunt pulsed through my swollen throbbing clit. His voice over the speaker phone brought my eyes wide as he commanded, "Alright you cock hungry slut, I want to see marks on those big fat cow tits, or you don't get an orgasm, understand?"

I swallowed hard realizing that Jack was actively making an effort to fill his new role as my dominant and for me that was a good thing as I craved it. His voice was firm as he instructed me, "Just as you agreed to, but stop and tease those nipples between each stroke. Show me how you like it done."

I blushed and nodded, "Yes Sir Jack." I hefted my milk swollen udders in my hands and squeezed them as I held them out for him. I could feel the heat radiating from my pussy as I squeezed and worked my tits, my dark nipples were aching with need and I knew all too well it wouldn't take much to have them dripping on the carpet beside my bed.


My Lactation Slave Ch. 02



Authors note: Please note that the Dom's perspective is in normal Print and the submissive's in italics.

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Transformation time

I opened my eyes to the sound of Master Jack's heart beating under my ear. His strong lean arms held me against his well-knit naked body under the sensual material of the black satin sheets as the first rays of the sun cast a warm glow across the sky. I took a slow easy breath as I recognized the delicious ach that accompanied rigorous sexual activity.

I had to admit that Jack was not only living up to my expectations as a Dom, he was well on his way to transforming me into a totally wanton whore. The past twelve hours had been one sexual adventure after another under his firm, yet enlightening control that had left me spent and delightfully exhausted. There was little doubt in my mind that I was in for the time of my life under his control and in spite of the fact he was relatively new at dominating a woman he had made it quite clear he was more than up to the task at hand.

I had been given the grand tour of his lavish home after a quiet candlelight dinner in his dining room where I had modeled some of my more sedate lingerie. He had been both commanding and yet gentle catering to the fact I had been driving for several hours. His strong hands had caressed my womanly form with raw desire and I blushed remembering how wantonly I had begged him to take me.

Jack had simply smiled and teased my lush milk swollen breasts teasing my thick dark nipples tugging at them as I shuddered under his touch. I didn't want to admit it but I was completely under his spell and my heart was his for the taking. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to have to work extra hard to keep my place and keep still about my feelings until such time as I could properly convey to him that my commitment to him went beyond the contract I had signed. True I had confessed my love to him after a fashion but to what extent I had not declared to this point.

Jack was a far cry from my first Dom, Tom had been my husband. We had mixed my lactation with the D/s relationship and at the time it had been quite acceptable. However, from the day we had met in KC Jack had pushed my limits and molded me into something that was even now far outside the scope of what I had experienced before in some respects. Jack understood my need to be humiliated and used not just as his sex slave but as his human cow and just the memories of my first session secured in the milking stantion out in the barn made my hairless cunt seep.

I lifted my head from Jack's broad chest and looking up discovered he was still asleep. I had given him a small sample earlier in Kansas City of what it would be like living with me as his slave and I smiled knowing that it was my duty to care for him and pleasure him in any way he so desired. My creamy pale E sized udders were fully engorged with milk and with great care I eased from his side and burrowed under the covers to carefully find his magnificent curved ivory shaft that was fully erect and pulsing with virility.

I carefully grasped his thick stalk and using the tip of my tongue I flicked it across then around the dark red crown before easing my pursed lips down around it knowing full well I was not able to take all of him in my eager mouth. I gently applied suction as I eased back and his loud inhalation told me he was enjoying this. His hand found my head under the covers as he held me in place and seconds later the satin sheet was tossed aside as he groaned softly, "You shameless whore, are you that hungry that you need a pre breakfast snack?"

Her soft giggle around my shaft brought a smile to my face as she bobbed slowly on my morning tuminesence, my god she was so damn eager to please and it was taking every bit of resolve I possessed to maintain control. I had fantasized about waking up like this with her for weeks now and even after last evening when she had never even hesitated in offering me her lush udders to discipline with the flogger I knew that Melinda was a very special woman.

The fact that she had signed the five year contract to be my sex slave/cow had made my day and I was determined to do whatever it took to make that five year period just the opening salvo in a bombardment of sexual bliss that she would crave and not be able to live without. True she was older than me by about three years but her seemingly never ending need for sex had me almost convinced she was an undiagnosed sex addict.

I rocked my hips upwards and she sighed in bliss around my cock as she sucked on my thick hard shaft with total abandon. I found her left breast with my fingers and her soft whimper as I toyed with her nipple told me she was fully engorged. With a soft smile I spoke;"Alright Big Tits, impale your tight cunt on that cock and feed me those sweet udders of yours; I'm thirsty."

Jack's use of my new slave name sent a shiver through me, he had no idea how long I had secretly desired to shed my identity and become a total slut with but one purpose in life, to please my master. I drew back keeping suction applied to his thick glistening shaft letting it "POP" from my lips as I eagerly eased my womanly form astride his masculine hips and reaching under me guided his thick hard shaft between my swollen outer labia.

I looked down into his rich blue eyes as I let my body lower impaling me on his rod. My mouth opened in a silent cry as I cupped my milk swollen udders in my hands and brought my right breast to his waiting mouth.

Melinda's soft low voice pleased me as she whispered sexily, "Oh Master Jack, drain my udders please? This unworthy cow begs you breed her for your pleasure." I gripped her slender waist and lifting her up pulled her down hard on my thickness as she gasped squealing in delight. I took her thick dark nipple in my mouth and without any hesitation gripped it with my teeth tugging at it almost savagely as she begged, "Please master show mercy, my poor nipples are so tender!"

Ignoring her pleas I tugged on it as she gasped and moaned, then she groaned a low, "YESSSSSS!" as the sweet warm nectar of life squirted from her nipple into my thirsty mouth. Her hips lewdly rocked on my thick stalk as she gave herself to the pleasure radiating in her pussy. I could tell even now that in spite of the voracious way I was attacking her breast she was relishing in the mixture it brought to her senses. I grasped her thick rubbery nipple in my mouth and bit down hearing her gasp , relishing in the anguish at the increased discomfort I brought to her. Instead she seemed to relish in it and I was both amazed and delighted at her vigorous efforts.

Once again I found myself lost in a fog of sexual bliss under Jack's control, I knew that I had never felt this uninhibited with Tom and to be quite frank about it I was a bit ashamed and frightened by my actions under Jack's domination. But on the other hand I could not even imagine not giving him everything I was. I could feel the thick tip of his man root graze the entrance of my womb with each stroke as his tight balls grazed my parted labia. I focused my efforts on making sure his mouth drank from my breast as he took his fill of my womanly essence.

I recalled the way I had felt earlier when I had locked myself into the milking station in the barn and how the feelings of humiliation had swept over me as Jack had used the switch on my swaying udders. The tenderness of them combined with the stinging strokes had blended into a kaleidoscope of sexual sensations that I had never even thought possible. It had been there that I discovered that simply being Jack's human cow was not enough, I craved and needed more, much more.

I had found the inner strength to deny myself and ignore the anguish in my breasts allowing it to again I found myself lost in a haze of sexual bliss. I accepted the discomfort, letting it build and intensify the pleasure of the buzzing egg in my pussy. Then when Jack had forced his thick man pole up my tight semi virgin ass I had made a shocking discovery. I wanted him fucking my asshole, I was his exclusive property and I had to tell him of my need to wear his rings of ownership through my areoles, just behind my nipples and through my outer labia as his symbols of ownership.

I eased away from Big Tit's now drained udder and switched to her left breast tugging at her tender nipple as she gasped loudly and rode my cock with total abandon. My fingers found her glistening nipple and with a firm grip I slowly twisted it making her groan in anguish as I tormented her lush body. I waited for her to instinctively draw away but to my utter surprise she pressed her fat milk bag into my hand as if silently begging me to hurt her even more.

Without any hesitation I obliged her twisting even harder as she groaned and whimpered, "Yes Master Jack, thank you for hurting my big fat udders. Abuse them as you like!" Her plea pleased me immensely and without hesitation I bit her nipple making her squeal in anguish. She sobbed in agony but never attempted to stop me as I teased her tormented nubbin with my tongue before resuming my draining of her delectable udder. I was slightly taken back by her total lack of inhibition and her craving for more intense torment of her lush body.

However I had to admit that it only served to enhance my lust and desire for her. I felt assured that she had never been this way with her late husband and her eagerness to accept my increased discipline only served to prove my theory that she was indeed a closet sex addict.

I pulled her down faster on my thick shaft feeling her inner muscles ripple the length of it as she rode me with a frenzy of raw need as I drained the last drops from her lush tits. I pushed her back and she sat up her lust glazed eyes meeting mine as I ordered, "Stand by the bed slut!"

My master's verbal command sent a wave of humiliation through me as I accepted his order as fact. I was a slut and a whore, his slut! Without any hesitation I eased my cock hungry cunt upwards off his thick glistening shaft and scrambled off the bed my breasts swaying under my chest like ripe melons. I waited in breathless anticipation as he moved from the mattress to stand before me his hands cupped my empty udders as his powerful fingers dug into them making me whimper in pain as he demanded, :"Who's udders are these whore?"

I bit my lip against the discomfort as I whimpered, "They are yours Master Jack, this whore is your total obedient slave." His hands released my udders and seconds later his open palms landed on them soundly slapping them across my chest as the pain radiated through my torso. I closed my eyes and sobbed in anguish at his unexpected assault of my creamy E's. I placed my hands behind my head and thrust out my bouncing udders for his pleasure as he continued to punish my generous breasts, the aching need in my cunt growing by the second.

His voice raw with lust decreed;"Kneel on the bed you shameless whore, offer me that tight asshole!"

A thrill coursed through me as I scrambled to obey. He had taken my ass upon my arrival in the barn yesterday while secured in the milking stantion and I had relished in his total possession but now I was doing so with total obedience knowing that I was giving him my most virgin orifice for his pleasure should he so desire.

I lowered my head to the mattress lifting my pert womanly ass to him as his hand descended on it with a solid stroke that made me groan with pleasure accepting his discipline like a lover's caress. I accepted the even dozen strokes to my pert ass thanking him for each one, proclaiming I was indeed his whore and deserved this for my disobedience from the previous day. Upon delivering the last stroke he reached under me and finding my freshly drained tits he grasped them firmly in his hands and drove his rock hard man meat into my tight cunt.

I had been fully prepared to accept his scepter in my tight ass and his thrust into my pussy brought a soft cry of delight as he slammed deep into my sheath. I wiggled my buttocks against his hips feeling the heat of his spanking radiating through my body as he savagely pillaged my hairless cunt. This was not just sex: it was raw animal need and lust taking me beyond anything I had ever imagined. I only knew that I was Jack's total focus and anything he desired I would give him.

My poor cunt was like one massive nerve ending and I whimpered in desperation for permission to cum knowing I didn't have the self control to hold it back, no matter how hard I tried. His voice responded giving me permission and I felt the love I held for him multiply a dozen fold at his generosity. Only a man that truly knew me could understand my need to cum like this and Jack was so much more the man than I ever had thought I would belong to.

Her shrill scream of release triggered my own and in seconds I was blasting her tightness with my scalding hot seed as she shivered in my grasp. I smiled with pleasure watching her hips shudder as she milked every drop of cum from my tight balls, God she was such a slut!

Even as I relaxed and eased my semi hard staff from her still sucking tightness she looked back over her shoulder at me and with a soft warm smile she scrambled from the bed to kneel before me. Her soft hands found my glistening shaft and in seconds she had it in her mouth as she dutifully licked the residue of our coupling from my rod. I patted her head gently as she finished then looking up at me she smiled and whispered, "May this slut start your shower Master?"

I nodded and she turned on her knees to crawl across the plush carpet to the corridor that accessed the master bathroom. I sat down on the bed and watched her delectable ass sway as she made her way into the bathroom and smiled, who would have believed that by placing a mere ad in a adult website would get me this! I was indeed one lucky man and by god I was going to take this to the very limit!

I listened as the water started in the large shower stall and heard some sounds that I didn't recognize. Concerned for my slaves well being I stood and made my way past the closed doors of the twin walk in closets and peered in the open doorway of the bath room to discover that Melinda had placed a sturdy wooden stool in the center of the large spacious enclosure and she was kneeling under the spray waiting me.

I crossed the floor and stepping into the shower drew the smoky glass door closed behind me as Melinda looked up at me and smiled as she softly asked, "Would my master please sit down so this slave may bath him?" I looked her for several long moments as I heard her unexpected suggestion then I sat down and waited.

She remained in place her hands behind her head, shoulders back. Her lush udders thrust out for my inspection until I smiled and quipped, "You may bathe me Big Tits."

Her soft smile expressed her eagerness as she whispered, "Thank you Master.

I waited under the warm spray as she moved around behind me and reaching up she gently eased my head back against her lush ripe bosom as she took the hand held sprayer in hand and wet down my thick dark hair. Her fingers skillfully worked across my scalp making sure it was thoroughly soaked. Then hanging it up she shut off the water and taking my shampoo she poured some in her small hand and started working it into a rich lather atop my head.

I had to admit that at this point I was totally into this Master/slave thing. Having a nude, big- breasted brunette shampooing your hair is such a turn on. I was hooked, no doubt about it; damn if I had known this was part of the deal I would have found a slave years ago! This was even more erotic than what she had done in Kansas City.

I looked down at Jack's closed eyes as he relaxed under my skilled fingers and blushed. He had no idea just how long I had waited to find a man that wasn't intimidated by my sexuality or that I craved to care and pamper the man that I loved. The feeling of his soap slicked head against my full ripe udders was so sensual and erotic. My poor cunt was again soaking wet and I knew that by the time I finished my task I would be all but begging him to fuck me again.

I shook my head in wonder and disbelief as I tried in vain to figure out what it was about this situation that brought this side of me to the surface. I knew all too well that I felt things for Jack I had never felt with Tom and I wasn't sure what that meant at this point. Pushing those thoughts aside I reached for the spray nozzle and carefully rinsed the lather from Jack's hair working my lacquered nails gently across his scalp.

I glanced down at his rapidly swelling manhood and unconsciously licked my lips knowing that in a minute or two I would be kneeling before him washing his lean well-knit body and perhaps I could get that magnificent monster in my mouth and ultimately in my cock hungry cunt. I took the wash cloth in hand and carefully washed my master's face, careful to avoid any soap in his eyes as I rinsed it off. Then easing him forward I took the shower gel and using my hands washed him from neck to toe kneeling before him to gently clean his now firm ivory shaft.

Even as I rinsed away the froth from his skin his hands were cupping my heavy creamy udders. I trembled at his touch as he teased my dark throbbing nipples. Biting my lower lip I remained focused on the task at hand even as every nerve in my body screamed out for him to push me up against the wall and take his pleasure with my body.

I smiled ay Melinda as she moved the hand sprayer across my shoulders and chest. She was going far beyond what I had expected of her when she agreed to be my slave and yet for some reason I figured that there was a reason she was doing this. What it was I wasn't too sure of at the time but I was going to figure it out to be sure. I squeezed and fondled her heavy pendulous udders in my hands and teased her thick dark nipples as she moaned low in her throat.

There was no way I could hide the fact that she was having a profound effect on me. I had never had a woman share my house before and the past eighteen hours had been an eye opening experience for me. I watched as she ran her hands over my thighs and worked lower to make sure all the lather was gone. She eagerly returned to my groin letting the spray land on my thick man root then she cupped my tight balls in her soft hand as she looked up at me and asked, "Master may this unworthy whore pleasure you with her mouth?"

I directed a light swat to her pert backside as I quipped, "Big Tits, you are far too eager. You just want a sound fucking!"

She blushed and confessed," True Master, I have no control, please forgive me."

I nodded and said, "I need to shave slut, perhaps later!"

She smiled and quipped, "Of course Master Jack. That is part of my duties, remember? Allow me, please?"

The next several minutes was a wonderful experience for me as she dried me off and then sitting me again on the stool before the large mirror she took my shaving gel and worked a layer of lather across my jaw. I was pleased as she took my safety razor in hand and easing my head again back against her damp breasts she proceeded to scrape the lather away. She managed most of it from behind me then again squatted down before me keeping her knees wide allowing me an unobstructed view of her hairless pussy as she worked under my chin.

Let me tell as a man that until you have a beautiful naked woman shave you, you have missed it. I let her rinse away the residue and then without any hesitation I seized her wrist in my hand and told her to straddle my lap. Her eyes glittered in delight as she complied and I had her cup her udders in her hands and offer them to me as I thrust two thick fingers into her tight cunt.




My Lactation Slave Ch. 02



Her voice filled the room with groans and whimpers of delight as I found her clit and gently stroked it. She rocked her hips lewdly on my digits as she sobbed, "Oh Master Jack this whore thanks you for your kindness, oh please let me cum, please!"

I had resigned myself to waiting till perhaps lunch time to have another orgasm and when Jack ordered me astride his lap my pulse started to pound. I eagerly complied with his orders and seconds later his mouth was attached to my right nipple as he suckled my udder. His skilled fingers zeroed in on my most sensitive spot like a homing pigeon and it was all I could do to remain on my feet as he plundered my lower passage. Again I found myself comparing him to my late husband and smiled as I realized Tom never liked to tease me this way and Jack was making me act so lewd and nasty as I stood before the large plate glass window that overlooked the back yard in the early morning sunshine astride his lean hips wreathing like a whore in heat as he used my willing body.

I shuddered as I begged him to let me cum and he agreed on the condition that I would eat breakfast with him in the kitchen totally naked. I gasped but had no shame as I agreed knowing I had to cum, my poor brain would not accept anything less.

Melinda's lush womanly form lay against me as she recovered in my arms, her slender legs had not been able to hold her upright as her orgasm had ripped through her body and she had dropped into my lap as her hands had clung to my shoulders. Her body quivered as the residual waves of her release washed through her bringing a soft smile to my face.

Her actions in the past ninety minutes had told me more than she knew and I was fully convinced that I was involved with a full blown sex addict. This was going to pose some challenges for me, however I felt confident that I would figure out the means of fulfilling her needs as we adjusted to this new arrangement. Her soft breath wafted across my neck as she whimpered, "Oh my god Master, I've never done that before, ever!"

I blinked my eyes in stunned surprise as I demanded, "You mean Tom never brought you off, ever?"

She licked her swollen lips and shook her head as she replied, "He would always tie me to the bed and use a vibrator on my clit as he sucked my tits. I've never came standing on my feet before unless I was bent over something or in bondage . Oh god that was incredible! Thank you!"

She sat back and smiling warmly into my eyes she gently inquired, "What would my master like for breakfast? This slut is an excellent cook." Grasping her trim waist I leaned in and kissed her taking her by surprise, however she never hesitated but met my lips with eagerness. I cupped her face in my hands and holding her firmly I looked into her glittering eyes and swore under my breath. Damn this slut was amazing. She was stepping into her role as not just my slave but my companion as well without so much as a raised eyebrow. I was in for one hell of a ride!

I turned from the stove and blinked my eyes in bewilderment seeing my master's clothed form standing on the steps that accessed the kitchen. He smiled at me and crooked his index finger in my direction which for some strange reason sent butterflies going in my stomach. I put down the spatula and crossed the floor to kneel before him but he caught my arm and stopped me. I looked up in surprise as he held out the black short satin robe and informed me," I may not be the most experienced Dom out there but I have read enough to know it's my responsibility to care for and protect my property. Any time you are cooking you are to wear this robe. I don't want you burned or anything." His hand made a circular motion and I turned my back as he opened the satin garment and I slid my arms through the sleeves.

His arms slid around my waist as he drew the sides closed and his hands tied the belt before he bent down and kissed my neck with such tenderness that I had to fight back the tears. How could this be, how could I so crave this pampering and yet need the rough harsh discipline at the same time and why was I feeling like a young bride on her honeymoon?

I leaned back against Jack's strong lean body and felt his hands squeeze my generous udders through the material of the robe as he growled, "My god slut, you are something else." I giggled as he pushed me away and commanded, "Fix us some scrambled eggs and Canadian bacon. God knows we need the energy!"

True to her word Melinda was an excellent cook however I wasn't ready for how she served breakfast. She turned my chair sideways beside the table and placing the plate of fluffy scrambled eggs on the table she took off the robe and straddling my legs she proceeded to feed me. I let her a minute or so then shook my head and decreed, "Nope, this isn't going to work wench!"

There was disappointment in her eyes as she bowed her head and sighed, "I'm sorry you are displeased Master Jack." Standing to her feet she moved to bend over the table presenting her delectable ass as she whispered softly, "This shameless whore awaits your discipline Master Jack."

I looked at her and picking up the fork poked her right cheek as I informed her, "Tonight we are going out for dinner and I'm going to fill you in on the rules of the house." I scooped up a forkful of eggs and ate them then continued, "You may consider today" free time". I want you to unpack your things and put them away. I brought in your luggage last night while you were napping. You will find the right side of the hallway leading to the master bathroom is your walk in closet. I took the liberty of getting you a few things before you arrived. Can't have my wench not properly decked out now can I?"

She blushed and remained in place waiting my pleasure as I ran a hand over her pert round bottom as she shook her head and asked, "Master please may I have a time out?" I blinked my eyes at her and nodded wondering what was on her mind. I waited as she stood and eased her naked body into my lap and slipping her arms about my neck she gave me a concerned look as she insisted, "Jack what have you done? I don't need you spending money on me. I came here for you, not what you buy me!"

I slid her close and cupping her right breast in my hand I replied, "Melinda Graham you listen to me and listen well. You signed a contract with me that gives me the right to do with you as I wish, correct?" She blushed and nodded her eyes filled with bewilderment as I continued, "This is our relationship and I can do with you as I desire. As far as the public is concerned we are a couple of people in a committed relationship. That means I take care of you and present you to the public as I see fit.

You struggled for the last three years after you lost Tom and worked god only knows how many hours to make your business work but no longer. Now you belong to me and your total focus now is making me happy, right?"

"Yes; totally." She replied smiling at me, her green eyes alight with delight. I pinched her swollen nipple just enough to make her gasp as I continued, "This body is my property and I want it decked out in ways that accent your figure and sexuality. I want other men green with envy when they see you walking beside me and dancing with me in public.

You have no say in this Melinda, understand? I want you happy here but I am in charge and the life you knew in Tulsa is gone, over, and finished. If you need to call anyone back there and tell them you arrived safely, do it today, because tonight your new life begins as my total lactation slave. You may have time outs like this anytime you need to discuss something but understand that we have an agreement and only I can change it. I am more than willing to give you time to adjust to your new life but it is going to change."

Her eyes met mine as she asked, "Just what do you have planned for me Jack? Am I allowed to know beforehand so I can prepare myself for it?"

I was silent for several moments as I reached out hefting her udders in my hands then spoke, "Melinda I would very much like to have your areoles pierced for rings as well as your outer labia. These would be my symbols of ownership as both my slave and my cow. Can you handle that?"

To my delight she dropped her head and whispered, "This whore would gladly take your symbols of ownership Master Jack. However doesn't that pose a risk to my milk flow?"

"Not if done properly Melinda. I will find someone who can do it safely without damaging you. I have invested far too much time and effort to risk you." I decreed.

Jack's words of concern showed me that he was going far beyond what I had actually expected from him as my master. True I had expected his care and concern but his insistence on finding a specialist to do my piercings showed a level of affection that I didn't know he had for me. This only added to the already overwhelming burden of my unspoken love for him and I found myself wanting to just blurt it out but knew to do so now would probably scare the hell out of him and ruin everything we had built to this point.

I stood and straddling his knees I eased down on his lap as I slid my hands about his neck and looked into his eyes to find them glittering with delight as he stated, "Do you have any idea how many guys get to do this?"

I gave him a bewildered look and he insisted, "How many guys have a beautiful sexy woman sitting on their lap totally naked after serving them breakfast that way? One that's going to suck them off before they go out the door to work?"

I giggled at him and blushed as I declared, "Master Jack you are one very special man and I would love to swallow down your hot cum before you go out that door."

I blinked back tears as I watched Jack stroll across the back deck behind the kitchen and then down the walk towards the big gray stone barn about a hundred yards away. God help me but I did feel like a new bride as my groom walked away that first day after our honeymoon. His instructions had been clear and yet I knew too that I had to do what I knew was only proper as his slave; he would have to determine my punishment later.

It took me only a few minutes to wash the breakfast dishes after he had left then I all but sprinted back upstairs through the dining room and living room to the staircase that accessed the master suite. I opened the double doors to the three rooms and inhaled the tart aroma of sexual arousal that permeated the air. I blushed as I realized that it was all from our numerous couplings over the past hours. In fact the sheets on the bed reeked of our essence and I knew that this would not do at all.

I started searching and in a matter of a short minute discovered the linen closet. A set of silver satin sheets and a deep crimson satin duvet were smoothed in place in a couple of minutes as I carried the erotic scented fabric down to the laundry room. I quickly loaded the machine and added detergent before starting it then took the time to explore my new home.

Jack was quite obviously a man of means and his home reflected it. However I took note that everything was neat and tidy, not at all what a woman would expect of a confirmed bachelor. The basement contained the laundry room, a storage room and his den. Complete with a big screen TV and his computer. The remainder of his multi- level home was spread out like the points of a compass. The south was the kitchen and upon inspection I discovered that the cabinets were all solid walnut with light gray marble counter tops. It held every modern appliance a woman could ever want complete with a convection oven and built in microwave.

Moving up two wide steps one moved to the west into the formal dining room that had a built in china hutch filled with beautiful Dresden china and a table of solid oak . The floor was all waxed hardwood and the big bay window looked out over the well trimmed lawn towards the driveway. I paused looking out over the lawn as the idea of walking across its lushness totally naked in the moonlight coursed through my mind.

I could only hope that Jack would let me do that with him. I would so love to go out there wearing only my cuffs and collar having him lead me to the barn to be milked or even better to be bound and used for his pleasure. The possibility of that happening in broad daylight at this point to me was unconceivable, but clung like a shadow in the back of my mind.

Turning away from the tantalizing view I padded barefoot across the floor and into the spacious living room complete with its unlit fireplace. I shivered knowing that come winter its warmth would be greatly appreciated on my naked body. The furniture was all early American design covered in leather and I smiled as I leaned over the back of the sofa placing my hands on the plush cushions imagining Jack ramming his hard cock in my ass as we looked out the large plate glass window at the falling snow.

An arched doorway accessed the main bathroom but the enclosed staircase beckoned my curiosity. Moving up the stairs I turned away from the second set that ran off to the right leading to the master suite and moved up them to the closed door. My hands found the knob and turning it I pushed the door open to discover another bedroom. There was no furniture in it at all. Only a few boxes of miscellaneous things that I had no idea what they were for. I retreated after a few moments moving down the steps and back up the other ones re entered the master suite.

I fought down the urge to dash to the closet and forced myself to stride across the large room to push the button that opened the three folding sections of the doors accessing the walk in closet. I waited until they were totally open and then the interior lights went on as I stared in awed disbelief at the sight before me.

I had thought that perhaps Jack might have bought me a couple of dresses and a negligee or two but the vast array of satin and silk that filled the rack was almost mind boggling. I reached for a deep crimson gown and held it up against my body and gasped as I realized that the front would barely cover my areoles and nipples.

I blushed as I returned it to the rack and started checking out what other sensual delights awaited me. I discovered a five drawer dresser on each side of the closet and opening the top drawer found it lines with satin. Quickly I retrieved my luggage and started putting away the vast array of exotic lingerie that I had acquired in the course of owning my shop.

It required all five drawers to handle the numerous wisps of satin and lace as well as the corsets and cinchers I had purchased while married to Tom. I paused when I uncovered the soft black calfskin micro skirt and matching vest that Tom had bought me just prior to his death and I laid it aside before continuing my efforts.

I turned to the other dresser and opened the top drawer to make a startling discovery. Jack had filled it with an assortment of sheer half cup bras and matching crotch-less panties. I quickly checked the remaining drawers and found that my Dom had put out an ungodly amount of money purchasing leather lingerie for me. I blinked back tears knowing full well there was no way I could model all of this for him in just a few days, I had my work cut out for me for weeks!

Glancing up at the clock I smiled then saved the new design I was working on for a new master suite for a client and stood to stretch out the kinks in my shoulders before heading for the house to grab some lunch. Melinda would probably be catching a must deserved nap after all the hot harsh sex we had indulged in last night I mused as I closed the office door and locked it behind me.

I had reviewed the digital recording of her initial milking in the stantion and totally enjoyed the way she had yelped and squealed under the lash of the switch. I had made a minor adjustment to the recording sound levels clearing up the high end clutter and next time it would be top quality stuff. I knew that Melinda was eager to take my symbols of ownership and that in itself told me more than mere words. Thad had told me earlier that morning that if done properly he could place the rings in her lush tits and outer labia all in one setting and she would be able to be pumped out six hours later even though it would hurt. I felt that after I spoke to her about this she would agree to the procedure being done this upcoming weekend.

Crossing the back deck I slid open the glass door and stepped into the kitchen to freeze at the sight I saw before me. My eyes almost bugged out of my head seeing the erotic vision a few yards away. Melinda was bent over at the waist wearing an indecently short micro skirt that rode up exposing her pert round bottom and her bald cunt. Strappy platform sandals adorned her feet and when she stood to close the door and turned around my jaw almost hit the floor. Her lush full breasts were all but falling out of a black leather vest that was secured closed under her jutting udders with three gold chains that forced them into a delectable display of creamy cleavage.

Her eyes went wide seeing the expression on my face as she giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. I blew out a low wolf whistle as I mouthed a silent WOW then demanded, "Where in the hell did you get that, my god wench that should be illegal!"

Stepping across the polished hardwood floor I spun about letting him view my barely covered curves then replied coyly, "It was a gift from Tom, but he never let me wear it outside the bedroom. You like it?" Jack's eyes were gleaming with that look of a man ready to pounce and I quickly informed him;"I made you lunch. Does a roast beef sand which sound good?"

He managed a nod then without any hesitation he stepped up and slid a hand through the slit at the side of the skirt to cup my bare sex as I gasped loudly," Please Jack eat first then play all you like, please? Besides we need to talk, there's something I must tell you."

I caressed her pouting swollen labia then took a seat as she plucked a pair of sandwiches from the microwave and set them on the table before producing a cold soft drink from the fridge. She placed another sandwich in the oven and set the timer before speaking again, "Am I correct in thinking that on free time days we can openly converse about our relationship?"

I smiled up at her as I spread horse radish on my toasted buns and nodded as I replied, "Of course Melinda. What's on your mind?"

She waited until the timer dinged then removing her food she took a seat next to me and then looking over at me she softly insisted, "Something has happened since we met in Kansas City."

I paused wondering just what it might be then asked, "And that is?"

Blushing a deep crimson as she confessed, "I'm pretty certain that due to all this hot raunchy bondage and sex we're having that my milk production has significantly increased."

I managed to swallow my mouthful of food before insisting, "And how do you know this?"

She bit her lower lip and seeing the glitter in my eyes she gasped, "You like that idea don't you!" She dropped her mouth open as she retorted:"My god Jack I'm almost a double E now! "

I smiled at her and leaning over ran my fingertips over her barely contained udders as I sighed:"A man likes to know his breeding stock is a mega producer, are you sure about this?"

She nodded and informed me, "I used to pump out twice a day with very little discomfort. Now however, it starts to hurt after about eight hours. That tells me I'm filling up faster these days."





My Lactation Slave Ch. 02



I nodded in comprehension then declared, "Very well starting tonight we change the schedule. You get milked every eight hours; six AM, two PM, and ten at night. We will use the stantion in the evening and at mid day; you will be orally drained each morning by me. Anything else wench?" She smiled at me and shyly asked, "Can we manage a "quickie before you go back to work?"

I laughed and retorted, "Get your delectable ass in the dining room. Bend over the table you naughty whore!"

* * *

I laid down the wand and inspected my makeup in the well lit mirror. Approving of what I saw in the glass I turned from the reflection and opened the door to the master bedroom. Jack was standing before the mirror in his walk in closet working his black and gold silk tie into a double Windsor knot as I strode past him my lush breasts swaying on my chest. He grinned at me in the glass and I winked at him coyly.

I walked to the bed where he had laid out my apparel for the evening and blinked my eyes in awed wonder at what lay on the black satin. I picked up the deep red garter-belt and slipping it about my waist secured the three hooks then sat down to ease the black lace patterned stockings up my womanly thighs. As expected there were no undergarments in the lot and I slid on the five inch stiletto heels before picking up the deep crimson dress.

Stepping into it I eased the material up around my waist then slid the wide straps over my shoulders before adjusting my lush udders to conceal my nipples and areoles. However one look in the mirror told me that one wrong move on my part would result in a wardrobe malfunction that would make Janet Jackson's look tame. I blushed and pondered this dilemma, should I bring it to Jack's attention, was he even aware of the possible ramifications of a good sneeze? I knew he was still learning his role as a Dom and perhaps he didn't understand what could happen. Technically I wasn't his slave yet and I could express my concerns.

I stepped out of the closet after removing the silver jewelry case from the hidden compartment in my dresser. I watched with eyes gleaming with delightful anticipation as Melinda swayed across the plush carpet towards me. Her lush full breasts moved with sensual ease under her gown as I watched the straps move slightly on her shoulders. The view of her generous creamy cleavage was both breathtaking and daring as I saw the glitter of eagerness in her eyes.

She was looking forward to this evening as much as I was. However she had no idea just what I had in mind for us and it was time I set my plan in motion. I waited until she stood before me her heady perfume wafting across my senses like a lover's caress. I smiled into her deep emerald green eyes. Lifting the lid from the case I offered her my first surprise of the evening. Her eyes found the pair of tiny gold handcuffs linked together by a sort section of jeweler's chain and she gave me a questioning look.

I winked at her as I set the case on the nightstand then reaching out I opened the small clip hidden on the back of the first cuff and locked it on one edge of the front of her gown at the fullest point of her jutting bosom. Slipping my fingers to the other cuff I snapped it in place directly across from it securing the gown's ability to keep her covered, just barely.

Her eyes gleamed with a mixture of relief and reassurance as she whispered, "I think you have been doing some research on the side Jack."

Cupping her neck in my hand I drew her closer and kissed her tenderly then I asked, "What, Me do browsing on the internet? Why you must be joking!"

He grinned at me then he reached behind me and retrieved the case which he held open for me to view. I looked inside and my eyes went wide as I viewed the contents. There on a cushion of black velvet was a pair of earrings. The workmanship was well defined and as intricate as I had ever seen. The wire loops slipped through my pierced ears and hanging from each one was a tiny naked female figure of a disproportionally busty woman on her knees. Her arms were behind her head making her udders stand out, her knees wide in a presentation posture like a slave.

I looked up at Jack my mouth open in total disbelief as I whispered, "Oh Jack, you didn't!"

He simply grinned and said, "Wear them for me?" I nodded and moving to the mirror slid them in place feeling the weight of the solid gold tug at my lobes. I turned to find him smiling in approval and then he insisted, "We have reservations, let's go Wench!"

I felt him take my hand in his and he led me out the door and down the staircase. I felt like a young girl going out on her first hot date as he led me across the house and out the back door securing it behind us. I was heading for the barn when with a slight tug he stopped me. I looked up at him in bewilderment as he insisted, "Tonight we use my good car."

He urged me towards the garage and I giggled as I asked, "Good car?" he nodded and pushed the switch that lifted the door. I waited then my eyes went wide in stunned disbelief seeing the pewter blue 500 SLC Mercedes AMG two door sedan.

"OH MY GOD!"I exclaimed in shock as he led me to the passenger's side door and opened it. The smell of rich leather emanated from the dark tinted interior of the car as I slid into the plush bucket seat. The seatbelt automatically glided into place when Jack closed the door and rounded the luxury vehicle. He slid into the other seat and seconds after the seatbelt locked in place he started the aluminum block V-eight and backed out onto the drive.

We had been on the road perhaps all of three minutes when I looked over and caught a glimpse of Melinda's plump full breast barely covered by the deep crimson satin of her dress. Her thick nipple was obviously poking against the fabric and every movement of the car made it judder sensuously on her chest. I smiled as she glanced across the car at me and I stated, "I saw you slip those pads into your dress."

She blushed and replied, "Well as much as I hate to admit it dressing like this is a definite turn on for me and when I get turned on I have this tendency to leak a bit."

I nodded in comprehension and suggested, "You can slip your breasts out and put the towel in the back seat under then if you like."

She giggled and retorted, "Oh no Jack. I do that and you'll not be able to keep your hands off them. Then I will leak like a faucet."

Lifting my hand I spoke, "I give you my word I won't touch you here in the car till after dinner."

She gave me a knowing look and with a sly wink retorted, "You just want to see my big, fat tits!"

I nodded and agreed, "Yes I do, I happen to adore your sweet udders, okay?"

It was both exciting and yet a bit scary riding down a major highway with my big cow tits fully exposed and yet under it all my poor cunt was getting wetter by the second. The prospect of having to wait till we returned home tonight to get a sound fucking was pure torture and yet for some reason I felt assured that Jack, as my new master would not hesitate to use me when he desired; no matter the setting.

I slowed my breathing focusing on not getting roused lest I start dripping on the towel and ruin our evening. I had no idea where we were going but I hoped that it wasn't too public or I was going to embarrass my master with my lack of control. I noticed that we were pulling off the highway into a parking lot and Jack wheeled the Benze into a parking stall at the far end of the lot from a building that looked like a railroad depot.

There sitting on the rails behind the station was a custom painted train pulled by a boxy looking locomotive. I turned to him as he reached across the car, his hands gently caressed my exposed udders as he slid them back under the fabric and clipped the cuffs in place again as he informed me, "Let's go have dinner."

I took his arm as we crossed the rapidly filling parking lot so consciously aware of the glances I was getting from the men and the silent reproof from the women. But Jack gave my hand a reassuring pat and we made our way through the low sprawling structure and out onto the boarding platform where he handed the conductor our tickets.

The uniformed track official looked at our passes and smiled as he pointed into the large bi-level car, "Yes sir. You have the conquistador suite. End door on the left corridor. Just use the phone when you're ready to have dinner served or have the plates picked up."

I nodded politely and handed Melinda up the step into the lower level of the plush dining car. She followed the man's directions and opening the door we found ourselves in a very well appointed private room. A cozy dining table was against the right wall under a large tinted window and off to the left was a large swivel plush captain's chair. I looked at the rear bulkhead and smiled seeing the levers that would unlock the bed allowing it to lower into place as I asked Melinda to take a seat.

Hidden speakers in the ceiling provided soft romantic music as I took a seat and gazed across the table at her. She glanced at the closed door and whispered, "Is there a lock on that door?"

I nodded and smiled, "Oh yes there is and we'll use it believe me." Leaning back in the plush seat I silently observed my new slave and realized Melinda was quickly becoming a very important thing in my life. It had been months since I had taken an evening away from my regular schedule and gotten away from the office. Perhaps having a slave was having a more positive impact on my life than I had first thought.

I glanced out the dark tinted window and felt the train ease into motion as it moved out of the station and glancing across at the dark haired woman across from me I smiled and whispered, "Do me a favor?"

She smiled back and retorted, "Oh come on Jack; you know I can't refuse you. What is it?"

I tried so hard not to let what I was feeling show as he licked his lips and asked, "Would you remove the cuffs and draw the top of your gown open so your sweet tits stick out?" I blushed and giggled like a school girl as I reached for the small gold cuffs that held the gown closed. Laying the metal on the table I drew the sides apart letting my generous udders to tumble out over the table as his eyes gleamed in delight at the view.

I was unprepared for what he did next and to be honest it sent a wave of delight through my entire body. Standing he drew me to my feet and his hands found my lush breasts as he used them to pull me to him. I gasped loudly and trembled under his authoritative touch as he masterfully explored my lush torso. I closed my eyes and keeping my hands behind my head meekly submitted to his will as he caressed and played with my creamy udders.

I felt his strong lean fingertips gently running around my swollen puffy areoles then around my thick dark nipples. I never even considered trying to be silent as he teased my body with total abandon. I let my head drop back as I maintained my balance and let him ravish my body. It didn't matter that dinner wasn't over and I was not his slave, I had no control over myself when he touched me and I was like a puppet on a string under his control.

All afternoon I had wanted him to come back in the house and fuck my brains out but had waited in silent frustration knowing that once this evening was over he would be in total control of when and how I was fucked. But even now I was his and I was unable to hide my raw lust and need for his possession. My soft whimpers of delight and torment as he pinched and twisted on my rubbery nipples filled the room as he spoke, "Damn woman you are such a total whore, tonight you become mine and I'm going to make you beg for my cock!"

I arched my back thrusting out my generous tits as I groaned, "Oh god Jack I'll beg you to fuck me any time you like, you know that!"

He laughed and retorted, "I'm beginning to wonder if I haven't got a closet sex addict on my hands."

I shuddered as he tugged on my nipples and whimpered, "Would that be so bad, if I was?"

I looked into her sparkling green eyes and demanded, "Are you a sex addict?" She swayed before me on shaky knees as she stammered, "I have no idea, however I have to admit that since we met I have had more intense orgasms and done things I had only dreamed about."

I smiled down at her and replied, "Well hang on lady 'cause it only gets more intense from here. Since you're not my slave yet I'll allow you to set the limits on how much of these magnificent tits show when they come to serve our dinner but believe me you'll show a lot more when we leave here."

Jack's declaration set my heart pounding and my pulse racing as I wondered just how far he was taking me tonight. I knew that I had come too far not to trust Jack, besides where would I go when I needed and craved his lean hard body controlling mine. I met his intense gaze and lowering my eyes I pleaded, "Jack please, let me cum for you? I have needed to cum all afternoon." His deep blue eyes flashed suppressed fire as he pondered my request and then he nodded as he indicated the table.

"Place your hands on the table and bend over. Lift that skirt slut and show me that shaved cunt of yours!"

His firm command sent a ripple of sexual hunger through my gowned form as I eased from his grasp and turned. Lifting the rear section of the gown to my waist I laid it over my back as I complied eagerly. His strong lean fingers ran over my pert backside teasing and pleasuring my needy flesh. I spread my legs wider inviting his access to my wet cunt as his finger eased into my waiting heat. Even as his digit invaded my tight passage I felt my pussy twitch in anticipation of his use.

The gentle swaying of the railcar as it rolled down the track only increased the pleasure of Jack's crude yet effective exploration of my lower passage. My knuckles tightened around the edge of the table as my lush udders swayed under me lewdly in front of the window. My hips wiggled wantonly as my pleasure radiated through my belly and up to my sex fogged brain.

I panted and groaned like the shameless whore I was as my master to be rammed two thick fingers into my sopping pussy and called me a cock hungry slut. I hung my head in shame acknowledging the truth in his words. I craved this humiliation, needed it like a fix for a drug addict and knew deep inside that if Jack ordered me to walk back to the car totally naked I would do it.

I could feel the intense heat pouring out of Melinda's bald cunt as she rocked her hips on my fingers. Her thick dark nipples stood out from her puffy areoles like twin knobs on a radio as her lush creamy tits swayed under her like ripe fruit on a tree waiting to be plucked. I smiled as I rammed my fingers in and out of her tightness as she begged me to let her cum.

I waited for almost a minute as she continued begging declaring that she was rapidly losing the ability to hold back. I then made my move as I insisted, "You will kneel before me and suck my cum from my cock if I allow you to cum?"

Her response was almost instantaneous as she vowed, "Oh yes Jack I'll suck your big, hard cock and drink down your load gladly. I'll even lick you clean, just let me come, please!" I had what I wanted and with a tender command I said, "Come for me you shameless whore, come NOW!"

To my delight she groaned, "Yes master." And I felt her inner muscles tighten around my fingers as her soft cry of release filled the room along with the scent of aroused female. The cleaning crew would know for sure what had happened, not that I cared. Her body quivered making her large breasts judder on her chest as her hips jerked lewdly on my fingers. I waited allowing her to enjoy her full orgasm; after all she had earned it in my book.

I felt Jack's strong arm encircle my waist as he held me up, my poor body all but limp as I gathered my senses. I had experienced sex in various places in my life but standing in front of a window with my big tits hanging out while a man brought me off was something unique for me and the raw sexuality of it had only heightened my pleasure.

If this was a fore taste of what was to come I was in for one hell of a five year period. I felt Jack draw my body back against his chest lifting me from my position at the table and even as his fingers teased my nipples I cried out as a second wave of pleasure erupted in my groin. He grasped my tits in his hands using them to hold me in place as I shivered and shook with wanton abandon in his arms.

* * *

I sipped the very nice glass of chardonnay and scanned over the neatly typed page of house rules Jack had presented to me after a gourmet dinner that was amazing. He sat across from me in stoic silence his eyes ogling my bare breasts as I nodded in agreement then posed a question to him.

"Jack I have no problem going about wearing what you tell me to wear, but how about the matter of your clients showing up? Couldn't that cause a problem? Unless you don't care that they know you have a sex slave."

He smiled at me and winked:"Well some of my clients would probably bring their subs with them if they knew. However, I have never had one visit me because I don't tell anyone where I live and secondly if you noticed there is a remote gate control in my office as well as the house and my property is surrounded with an eight foot high electric privacy fence with no trespassing signs posted. Believe me we have privacy."

A soft smile came to his face as he leaned across the table and calmly informed me, "As much as I am proud of you as my cow/slave I'm not ready to let just anybody see you in that capacity just yet. There is the matter of you taking my symbols of ownership first."

I swallowed hard and whispered, "You mean the rings I asked for?"

He nodded and calmly informed me, "Yes I have contacted a man that will do all four this weekend and all you have to do is let him fuck you in payment. I told him that was fine."

I blushed a deep crimson and bowed my head in obedience as I whispered, "I will gladly pleasure him Master in any manor you desire. I am your slave." I noticed Jack looked at his watch and he smiled as he informed me, "We arrive back in the station in about eight minutes, you best get ready to go Big Tits."

I bit my lower lip and waited as he decreed, "Slip the bodice of the gown off your shoulders and let it hang free about your waist."

A shiver of apprehension coursed through me and yet I found myself complying leaving my upper torso fully exposed. He ordered me to stand before him and I quickly obeyed placing my hands behind my head as was proper.

I smiled up at my new slave and reaching in my pocket drew out my surprise for her. Her eyes went wide seeing the twin C clamps for her engorged nipples as she gasped, "Oh my God!" She bit her lower lip as she watched me slip the first one in place and slowly tighten it down until a soft whimper escaped her pouting lips.

She watched my hands intently as I eased the second clamp in place then holding her nipple I tightened it down as well as she inhaled loudly against the discomfort. I paused to lightly tug on the clamps making sure they were firmly seated on her jutting tits as she blinked her eyes in an effort to cope with the discomfort.

I watched her face and then reaching into the other pocket of my suit jacket I produced the second part. I saw her eyes widen in stunned awe as she viewed the two red cut crystal teardrop shaped weights that I held in my hand. I slid the small gold hook through the tiny hole in the bottom of the left clamp and let it sway under her jutting udder as she moaned in anguish. Seconds later her other clamp was similarly adorned and in moments she was fighting back tears.




My Lactation Slave Ch. 02



I smiled up at her and quietly informed her, "This is your first test as my slave. You will wear these until I remove them, understand?"

She swallowed hard and whispered, "Yes Master." I felt the train slowing for the station and then with a knowing smile slid off my jacket to slide it over her shoulders concealing her adorned breasts.

There was open relief in her eyes as she risked a look up at me and whispered, "You are too kind Master." I chuckled and retorted, "Don't be so eager to express that yet. Wench you have to give me back the jacket before you get in the car."

The parking lot was illuminated with several lights as we disembarked from the luxury dinner train. I couldn't remember ever feeling as totally wanton as I did holding Jack's black suit jacket closed over my clamped nipples. It blended with the acute anguish that washed through my breasts with every step I took from the compartment and across the asphalt lot to where the low slung Mercedes was parked in a conspicuous place away from the bright lights.

Once we were away from the dispersing crowd of riders I let the jacket open allowing the warm evening breeze to caress my bare breasts as Jack kept his arm about my waist ushering me along. I waited as he unlocked my door then opening it he let me step in front of him behind the tinted glass of the door and smiling up at him I handed him his jacket.

I almost giggled as his fingers flicked the ruby red weights knowing he was getting off on this as much as I was. I bit my lip against the torment and bowing my head, I whispered, "Thank you for your understanding Master. I shall be happy to repay your kindness in any fashion you desire."

His hands cupped my heavy ripe breasts and he gently squeezed them then ordered me into the car closing the door behind me. I carefully lifted my left breast to allow the shoulder harness to glide under it as the mechanism locked in place and Jack rounded the car. I then noticed that the interior light wasn't working when he got in and he saw the questioning look on my face as he quipped, "No ticket; no show!"

I started to laugh only to abruptly stop at the way my nipples hurt when I moved. Jack started the car and drove out the gate as he declared, "Ready to take your place as my slave/cow Big Tits?" I nodded fighting to hold back the whimpering of the pain from the pot holes in the road.

Little did Big Tits know that I had carefully planned out this evening to every detail and before we got home she would know once and for all she was my exclusive property. I kept my speed just below the limit not wanting anything to spoil my plans and enjoyed the time by teasing my slaves clamped nipples and exposed udders.

I waited until I spotted the road I was looking for, pulled the SLC off and eased it down the hundred or so feet on the gravel to a T intersection. Here I turned right onto a section of the old abandoned highway that had been replaced by the new four lane about a hundred feet away. I could clearly see that Big tits was curious about what was going on but she wisely remained silent as I wheeled the luxury sedan down the cracked and weed infested pavement in the semi darkness provided by the bright moonlight.

I smiled spotting the old abandoned road side park ahead surrounded with tall overgrown hedges and pulling into the graveled drive shut off the engine. Reaching down I pulled out the keys and pocketed them then touched the switch that opened the trunk. Big tits remained silent as I exited the vehicle and rounding the car opened her door extending her a hand.

She swallowed hard but never even hesitated as I drew her to her feet to stand in the bright moonlight. I spoke only one word, "Strip!" She reached behind her and found the zipper to the gown then ran it down to let the fabric slip over her hips to pool about her ankles. Stepping out of it she bent over picking it up and extended it to me only to have me quip, "In the back seat slave. You don't need it anymore tonight."

She turned and tossed it in the back, reaching for the top of her left stocking she paused when I said, "I like you like that, leave the rest."

She whispered, "Yes Master J." as she placed her hands behind her head as was fitting making her lush udders stand out even more. The moonlight glittered off the facets of the glass weights as they swayed under her stretched nipples. I smiled then moved to the rear of the car to remove a black case I had placed there earlier that afternoon.

Closing the car door I set the case on the hood and reaching in I removed a set of slave cuffs and a collar. Without even being told she offered her wrist to me and in mere moments her body bore the symbols of her submission. She kept her head bowed as I buckled the collar in place then she stood in total silence as I lifted the restraint belt from the bag and slipping the four inch wide leather about her trim waist I buckled it in place before using a pair of carabineers locked her wrist cuffs to the belt.

This in turn forced her clamp adorned tits to stand out even more as I lifted the cut chain leash from the bag and connected it to her collar. Slipping the leash about my wrist I grasped the handles of the black tool bag in my other hand and turning on my heel led my new slave across the brightly moonlit grass towards the mass of untrimmed hedge that bordered the rest area.

I kept my eyes lowered but managed to keep pace with my master as he led my satin and silk clad body across the uncut grass. The soft night breeze caressed my naked flesh like a lovers kiss and in spite of the burning pain in my tits I found that I was actually getting a good deal of pleasure from being outdoors naked. The soft fur lined cuffs about my wrists and ankles combined with the collar was like a warm security blanket for me as I felt the weights tug at my trapped nipples with each step I took.

I could hear my heels crunching on the gravel under my shoes. I meekly followed Jack as he led me through a narrow opening between the towering hedges and into a moonlit area filled with the metal remains of a children's playground. I looked about and saw the rusted metal poles and frames and swallowed hard realizing that unbeknownst to most people this was a bondage freaks dream land. Jack led me across the moonlit playground and stopped under the swing set where he set down the nylon bag and opening it he found a coil of rope which he tossed one end over the top crosspiece and then fashioned a slip knot in the end.

I tried to slow my breathing as my pulse raced and my cunt started juicing at the prospect of being bound here in the open under this moon and the stars for Jack's pleasure. I widened my stance as I felt him free my wrists from the discipline belt and connect them behind my back slipping the carabineer over the loop of the knot. Moving to the coil of rope he picked it up and walked to the tall A frame off to the right and pulled the rope. The slack came out and lifted my arms up behind me forcing me to lean forward slightly over at a 45 degree angle. This made my clamped udders stand out from my chest as Jack secured the rope.

I shivered wondering what was to come as he returned and picking up the bag he walked away to the nearest weatherworn picnic table where he set the bag down and turning he simply stood and looked at my helpless form. I kept my eyes lowered knowing that to look into his eyes now would bring only punishment. From the instant I had stepped off the train I had known that things had changed between us. Tonight he was in total control and my body was his to use as he desired, no matter how intense.

My eyes swept over Melinda's voluptuous body and I found myself at a momentary loss. I had waited for almost a month for this moment and suddenly there was so much I wanted to do both to her and with her. I had spent over two hours conversing with one of my clients that I had known was deep into the lifestyle and had shared my relationship with my new slave to him. He had been happy and excited for me but had cautioned me about taking my time and systematically easing her into her new life as my slave.

I had to admit just looking at her magnificent tits as they swayed on her chest was breath taking and then I remembered the first time I had seen her discipline herself on cam. I smiled and reached for the bag, I would start from the beginning and work my way through all those fantasies I had experienced.

I heard my master move closer and seconds later he dropped to one knee before me and lifted my head to meet his gaze. I swallowed hard seeing the glint of resolve in his eyes as he brought into view what he held in his hand as he spoke, "Do you remember this slotted wooden spoon Big Tits?" I nodded remembering so well the first time in vivid detail. He smiled and lightly tapped each of the cut glass weights that hung from my clamps as he informed me. "I watched you use this and wanted to reach through that cam link and do it myself. Now tonight I am going to do so, however there will be not a mere eight strokes tonight. No tonight you will get an even twenty and you will keep count and thank me for each one.

My mouth dropped open in total shock as I tried to grasp his words. My udders were so tender now from my milk load that I would be screaming for mercy before he reached ten! I licked my lips and begged, "Please master show this whore mercy, twenty strokes may damage me. Please give me half the strokes to my pussy. This whore has never handled twenty strokes to her engorged tits before, please?"

His eyes glittered in the moonlight at my plea and then to my surprise he agreed then decreed;"Very well but after that I will milk you like a cow. I will squeeze the milk from your tits as I take you." His decision hit me like a proverbial Mac truck as I closed my eyes in utter humiliation. Being milked that way was painful and slow. I nodded my head and whispered, "Yes Master as you desire."

"Whap!"

I gasped at the pain as it flooded my breast but managed, "One. Thank you Master." His fingers teased my other trapped udder then with the snap of his wrist the spoon landed on the outer curve of my engorged tit bag.

Whap!"

I grunted at the pain but taking a slow breath I groaned my thanks keeping count.

His hands ran over my pert backside and then the spoon came up under my ass the convex shape landing square in my glistening pussy lips, "SPLAT!" My uninhibited yelp filled the night as the sting exploded in my cunt and took my breath away, his finger driving into my lower passage. His digit found my clit and a wave of delicious pleasure rocketed through my hips as I fought to express my gratitude and maintain the count.

Again the spoon returned to my aching milk swollen tit and I sobbed in anguish as the mass of sensations my master was administering started to meld into a fog of never before experienced proportions. To be honest I wasn't sure if I was keeping a proper count at this point but I was slipping off into a world of sensation and sexual fever that I had only heard about before.

The punishment ceased and I hung suspended helplessly as I felt master's fingers easing the clamps from my throbbing nipples and then I screamed as the feeling returned to them as he started to squeeze my generous udders working his fingers downward towards my abused nipples. He was behind me leaning over me his arms around me as his hands mauled my milk engorged cow tits. I could feel the lump of his hard shaft against my bare ass and I whimpered, "Please Master, breed this cow, fill her with your hot seed, please?"

To my delight he let go of my aching breasts and I faintly heard his zipper run down then I squealed as he pressed his hardness against my tight asshole. I took a deep breath and forced my body to relax easing his admittance as he pressed harder against my anal sphincter. Suddenly it gave way and I loudly gasped as his thick man root lanced into my bowels.

My head hung in shame as I envisioned what we must look like. My naked body bound and helpless as his hard thick cock forced its way up my tight ass. Suddenly the thought hit me and I smiled through all the pain that racked my womanly form, I was making Jack's fantasies come to life now as he had made mine in KC.

I felt his thickness press deeper into my rear passage until his balls came to rest against my abused stinging cunt lips, then his hands again returned to my aching udders and I watched in awed anguish as he started working my tits with firm rhythm forcing the warm sweet essence to squirt from them onto the ground before me. I sobbed and quivered under his brutal assault knowing this was for his pleasure and that I as his slave secretly wanted this more than the very air I breathed.

MLS-3

Piercings

The next three days we established a routine about the house. Big Tits would wake me promptly at half past six with a blow job and then either in the shower where she bathed me or later in the kitchen I drained her milk swollen udders. We started keeping a record of her milk production and it seemed more substantial when we had sex, especially when I placed her in the milking stantion and abused her udders first.

She didn't seem to have suffered any ill effects from our outing at the park and when I suggested we might go there again she brightened right up and eagerly confessed that in spite of the harsh punishment she had enjoyed it. She trailed behind me totally naked except for some heeled sandals out to the barn the next day and kept me company as I worked in the office. She even volunteered to clean and polish the equipment in the play room.

It was here that I found her on Wednesday afternoon changing out the dildo on the punishment stool. She explained that there were several different types of dildos that came with it and she wanted to remove the one in place and wash it. I helped her free the locking nut and she unscrewed it to take it into the bathroom to wash it.

I hid behind the door and waited until she stepped back in the now dark room and she froze as she spoke," Master?" I seized her wrist and with one fluid motion slung her over my shoulder as she squealed in surprise. However she never struggled once as I carried her across the floor to the circle of light that was in the center of the floor. She looked about as I set her down seeing the heavy leather covered padded beam of wood that hung about four feet off the floor.

I pushed her naked body back against the horizontal beam and grasping her cuffed wrist drew it behind then under the beam to secure it to a ring. Seconds later her other arm was drawn out the other way it too was secured, Her eyes took in the aluminum chains that hung from the rings her wrists were secured with as she tried to figure out what was going on, yet knew she dare not ask. Reaching into my pocket I removed the remote control and pressing a button the hoist hidden over head lifted her womanly form off the floor.

Her head dropped back a low groan escaping her as the weight of her body centered on her shoulders. I stopped the hoist with her lush full tits right at face level. I smiled at her and ran my hands over her big udders as I asked, "You remember that picture you sent me of you in breast bondage out in the woods somewhere?"

I blinked my eyes at him for a few seconds as my mind focused on his words then I nodded, "One of the first ones I sent you, correct?"

He nodded and informed me, "Yes. That photo drove me almost nuts wanting to see these big cow tits bound tightly. I was very easy on you in KC slut, but not this time." I shivered seeing the look in his eyes and bowing my head I whispered, "Yes Master, abuse my tits as you desire."

He moved to the cabinet and returned with the coils of red satin cord he had used in KC and I watched as he looped the rope in half then slid the loop through the heavy ring in my collar then threading the ends through the loop he drew it tight locking it in place.

It was quite obvious that someone had taught him something about this since KC because his skills were right on as he took one section of rope and running the cord between my lush creamy udders he wound the rope snug against my chest wall keeping the coils snug making my generous breast stick out obscenely from my chest. He tied it off behind my back to something on the beam and started on my other breast as I noticed a drop of fluid at the tip of my nipple.

He smiled at me and without a word he turned and left me there for almost a minute before he returned and moving to the cabinet he removed the flogger and that damned egg. I gasped and he smiled as he retrieved another section of rope and doubling it he looped it about my waist leaving the ends to hang on the floor. Without any warning he reached under me and cupping my soaking sex he observed, "Why Big Tits what's this? Are you all hot and bothered?"

I hung my head in shame as I nodded, "Oh Master J you know I am always horny for your hard cock."

He chuckled and retorted, "If nothing else Big Tits, you are honest." With that he forced the egg into my tightness as I groaned knowing the torment I was in for. However I wasn't expecting what came next as he took the rope and moving behind me he drew the red satin up between my obscenely spread cunt lips trapping the egg inside my pussy. He drew it snug tying it to the cord in the small of my back then reaching around he toyed with my throbbing nipples before moving back to pick up the flogger.

I bit my lower lip as he trailed the foot long falls across my bound jutting udders as a tremor coursed through my form. Jeffery wasn't here now and Jack would see to it that he gave me full measure of his passion. His voice low and filled with need filled the soundproof room as he decreed, "I'm not going to ask you to keep count or even thank me for this Big Tits. You're going to be too busy begging for mercy."

I lightly trailed the ends of the soft calfskin across her jutting nipples as she struggled against the chains testing them as I smiled and waited. She arched her back thrusting her rope bound E's in silent offering and I turned on the egg to it's lowest setting as she groaned, "Ohhhhhh Gawwwwwd!" I lightly swatted her bound breasts keeping the strokes light to allow her to get used to what was to come. She wreathed and struggled in her chains making her bound udders sway on her chest as I paused and teased her creamy bound flesh.

Her whimpers of need and lust grew with each passing stroke as I teased her lush jugs. The egg was working flawlessly sending the pulses through her clit to her lust crazed brain. I drew back and laid a light full stroke to her left breast and she squealed in a mixture of delight and anguish,"Yeeeeeaaaahhhhhhhh! Oh god, oh god, yes, please more Master!"

I smiled and caressed her lush udder then targeted her other breast as she groaned, "OH shiiiiittttt!"

"SWITT!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh yesssssss!"

"SWITT!"

"UNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGA!"

SWITTT!"

"OH SWEET JESUS! OH please more; harder please!"

I stared at her for several seconds the drawing back laid a full force stroke across her bound left udder. She wreathed in abject torment as she squealed, "Please, the egg please!"

Reaching down I turned the egg on full and her high pitched scream filled the room as I drew back and let fly with the flogger across her right nipple.

I didn't know how or when it happened but at some point after master started flogging my bound udders the acute sting of the flogger triggered something in my brain and I suddenly needed the intensity to increase. I begged him for more and to my delight he complied, the full force of the flogger landed on my throbbing dark nipple driving deep into my bound resilient flesh blending with the overwhelming pleasure in my obscenely spread cunt.




My Lactation Slave Ch. 02



I swear I could feel the juices dripping from them onto the floor beneath me as my hips jerked and trembled in raw need. When Jack hit the switch the dam of impending pleasure burst and I was totally swept away by the huge tidal wave of sexual release that exploded in my brain. My ears rang as my vision blurred and even as the kiss of the lash found my aching nipples I shook like a leaf in the winter wind as my body convulsed with a level of pleasure that I never thought possible.

I could feel the milk dripping from my abused nipples onto the floor beneath me as master continued to mercilessly flog my bound udders and I didn't care how much it hurt as long as the pleasure continued.

It was almost evening before I managed to rouse my new slave from slumber. She had passed out with the intensity of her orgasms and I had carried her off to the house where I laid her on the bed, then returned to finish my work in the office. I had taken the time to gently apply udder balm to her rope marked breasts that were now a delightful shade of pink.

* * *

Friday morning I insisted we both shower together and then I shaved myself much to Big Tit's dismay; where upon I quietly informed her that we needed to be on the road for her appointment promptly by eight. I had her put on a black satin and lace cincher with matching lace stockings, and five inch heels. Over this I chose a knee length bright green satin halter dress that gave a magnificent view of her creamy flawless cleavage.

She brushed out her shoulder length gold streaked hair and applied her makeup then I placed her slave collar about her neck. She meekly bowed her head as I clipped her leash in place and trailed me out the back of the house to the barn where I ordered her to lift her skirt and bend over the hood of my Solstice. She blushed but eagerly complied whereupon I slid a remote controlled vibrating dildo in her bald cunt telling her that if it slid out without permission she would be punished.

I had her stand as I drew up a stool to sit down on it beside the car and ordered, "Open your dress and feed me those tits bitch!" She grinned and eagerly untied the halter top of her dress to bring her left udder to me mouth as she asked, "Am I allowed to orgasm on the trip Master?"

I nodded as I suckled and nibbled on her thick dark nipple and she sighed, "Oh Master J you are so good to this unworthy whore."

Jack's breaking of our usual routine was a bit unsettling to me as I relished in taking care of him, it was one of the ways I could express my deep unspoken love. However I also knew that today was a very special occasion for both of us and just went with the flow. The only evidence of my last tit flogging was a few light pink lines across my generous udders and the fact that they could be seen wearing my dress didn't really bother me at all. In fact if anything I bore them proudly as evidence that I indeed belonged to my master.

I held my tits out to Jack relishing in the delightful sensation of the warm nectar that flowed through my nipples into his surging mouth. I closed my eyes and accepted the fact that by nightfall I would bear my master's symbols of ownership in my body and be marked as his private property. I thought back to when I had been married to Tom and how many times I had asked him to pierce me for rings but he had insisted that it would be too much hassle. But with Jack I would be in a position where I could go around with my breasts exposed for days on end and only Jack would see and appreciate their significance.

The dildo in my pussy felt good and I felt reasonably sure I could keep it in place as long as Master didn't start using it on me. I had gradually learned how to somewhat control my sex drive when he would suckle me, however if he put me in the milking stantion I just couldn't fight it. There was something so totally decadent about kneeling in a machine and having him mount me from behind that I found so erotic.

The drive to Omaha took about three hours and we had a wonderful time, putting the top down on the Pontiac and just cruising down the interstate. Big Tits had no qualms about my slipping my hand in her dress and fondling her tits or running the vibrator in the dildo. She seemed to relish in letting me caress and tease her body as we headed west. I ceased my play when we neared the twin cities and she read the directions to our meeting place, assisting me in navigating the streets to the access road that led to a large two story warehouse in the south west section of the city.

I saw several cars parked outside the structure and wheeled the bright yellow Solstice up next to a BMW Z-4. I exited the car and reaching in picked up my portfolio then watched as Melinda got out of the car and taking her leash she clipped it to her collar and extended it to me proudly.

I cast an intense questioning look and she bowed her head as she insisted, "Master I am your slave. These people know that you are in the lifestyle, so there is no need to be discreet here." I nodded and in moments I was leading her across the pavement towards the door.

Pushing the door open I found myself standing in a spacious room that was well appointed with furniture and plush carpet. I almost exhaled a deep sigh of relief when I noticed that three men were sitting in plush leather chairs around a fireplace. Each of them had a naked woman kneeling beside their chairs as they looked at me. A tall distinguished looking gentleman smiled at me noting Big Tit's collar and leash as he stood to stride across the floor. Extending his hand he introduced himself inviting me to join them.

I managed a quick glance at the setting across the room and realized that my brazen risk had paid off in spades. Jack had told me over dinner last night of this meeting and I had expressed my joy at the prospect of him getting the contract to design this private underground BDSM club. This project could well be the flagship of his career and I knew too that this could also mean an expansion of my limits as Jack's slave.

Keeping my eyes lowered I leaned in and whispered, "Permission to speak Master?" He turned his head and frowned then nodded. I leaned closer and whispered, "I think I'm a bit over dressed Master."

His eyes lit up and he nodded in comprehension before snapping his fingers and waving his hand. I reached behind my back, ran down the zipper and then untied the string behind my neck letting the dark emerald green satin to glide to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of it and picking it up held it in my hand as Jack then led me across the plush carpet as I felt the eyes of the three suit garbed men taking in my cincher clad form. Jack took his seat and dropping the dress to the floor I knelt on it beside his chair. I placed my hands behind my head with elbows back and knees wide with my head bowed as I heard one man blurt, "Oh my God, look at the rack on that slut!"

I couldn't help but blush as Jack chuckled, "This is my new cow/slave Big Tits; she's getting rings in her tits and cunt today."

One of the other men spoke, "Her tits are perfect for bondage and suction. Is she producing?"

Jack replied, "Oh yes. She produces about two pints per day right now. I milk her three times a day."

"Very nice, she seems well behaved."The first man declared leaning forward to stare at my jutting udders.

Jack laughed and quipped, "She is very eager to please and we have learned a good deal together."

The obvious leader of the group spoke up, "Let my sub get you a drink Jack, whatever you like."

The meeting took almost two hours with Jack showing them his designs and ideas then they took us for a tour of the vast structure with him leading me about on my leash. The other women were docile and eager to please trailing along behind their owner as well. I had to admit that I had been nervous as hell having three total strangers watching my every move but after about ten minutes I grew accustomed to the situation.

Once we returned from the tour I used the signal that we had agreed on for my need to use the facilities and Jack asked if one of the other females could show me where it was. Jack handed the girl my leash and she led me across the room and down a long hallway to a large locker room with an attached bathroom. The woman I learned was the wife of her Dom and that they had a child away at college. She was both warm and friendly telling me that she would like to have us come back and visit their home.

I wasn't sure as to the proper etiquette for this sort of thing and confessed that to the older woman who in turn enlightened me; "The Dom's will most likely ask permission to check you out after the business part of the meeting is over but there will be no actual sexual interaction as such; unless you master say so. However, if invited back you can bet that your mouth will get a good work out as well as those big cow tits."

I blushed and smiled then reinserted the dildo in my pussy as she watched and retorted, "Damn girl you get a dildo? This guy must love you to be so generous. Let's get back before they send Amy to look for us."

I was pleased when the committee agreed to awarding me the contract to design and remodel the structure into a private high class BDSM club. The consultation fee alone would set me up for a long time and it also gave me a place to bring my new slave and train her under the guidance of other Doms. The men signed the contract then handed it back as one man quipped, "Would you mind if we checked out your sub; Just a light inspection, nothing sexual unless you agree of course."

I had to smile knowing that Big Tits would really enjoy having these men toy with her a bit and I looked down at her and commanded, "Step into the center of the circle Big Tits and let these fine gentlemen check you out."

She actually blushed but simply whispered, "Yes Master Jack."

I watched with pride as she rose to her heel clad feet and moving into position, she spread her stocking-clad legs shoulder width apart and remained motionless as the men each in turn hefted her lush udders, teased her thick dark nipples and explored her dildo stuffed cunt at will. The second man asked permission to suckle her tits saying he had always wanted to taste a woman's milk and I agreed to allow that. The first man asked for the other nipple and to my surprise the third asked to eat her pussy. I told him he could but that the dildo had to stay in place.

Master's consent took me by surprise but I had to admit it was a most pleasant one. I braced myself and let the three men take their pleasure with my eager body. I had never had two men assault my big udders before and they wasted no time in latching on like twin leaches. They were demanding and showed me no mercy as they tugged and bit my thick dark nipples and drew my warm nectar from my stripped creamy tits. However the third man's effort with his tongue on my clit was almost my undoing.

Jack turned on the vibration unit and when combined with the attention to my udders I found myself in trouble. I risked a glance at him and saw the confident expression on his face and taking a deep breath I found the resolve to maintain my footing. I could feel the milk coursing through my nipples as the men drank their fill and the pleasure from my clit was building steadily. I knew that I had to maintain my place and make my master proud of me in front of these men; I knew that his dignity required it.

I slowed my breathing and focused on the sensations at my tits forcing the pleasure in my loins to take a backseat as it were. I knew that if I could empty my tits before the pleasure in my pussy took over I would have it made. I shivered as the men at my breasts licked away the last drops of my milk then turning to my master declared their approval of my product," She is indeed a cow Jack, her tits must be a total delight to flog."

I heard Master chuckle as he replied, "Oh she squeals delightfully and wreaths like a whore in heat when I punish her big cow tits. I'm looking forward to her getting rings so I can lead her about by them."

I said nothing as I led my now dressed slut back across the parking lot towards our waiting car. The shade of the trees lining the lot had kept it relatively cool and after placing my portfolio in the trunk I allowed her to sit in the passenger's seat as I stood beside the now closed door. I smiled down at her and quietly informed her, "You have pleased me well Big Tits, you demonstrated great self control in there and because of that I will reward you now."

"And how is that my kind Master?" she whispered, her head bowed. I licked my lips and reaching in my pocket took the remote to the dildo in hand as I sighed, "I will let you come right here." I hit the button that activated the high setting on the vibration unit and watched as my slut arched her back against the seat as her hips jerked in response to the in rush of stimulation. I stood totally motionless as Melinda's voluptuous body wreathed and trembled in the seat her lush tits bouncing lewdly in her dress as her hips jerked rocking on the vibrating black shaft in her bald pussy.

I reached down and slipping my hand in her bodice found her left nipple and without a word pinched it hard as she squealed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she begged, "Oh for the love of God Master, let this shameless whore come for you, please!"

I let go of her nipple and walking around the car slid in behind the wheel to reach under her skirt and cup her sopping sex. My fingers pushed the dildo in deeper as I grinned and commanded, "Come for me you worthless whore!"

I was still recovering from the massive unexpected orgasm when Jack drove the bright yellow Solstice into the almost empty parking lot of the private clinic. He pulled up next to the low single storey building and getting out he attached the leash to my collar and brazenly led me up the walk to the glass door where it opened and we walked inside the cool building away from the hot early summer sun.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times once inside and discovered a woman wearing a lab coat and a black slave collar behind the counter. She smiled at us and asking Master's name she rose and led us down a hallway to a large room complete with a gynecology type table in the center. I saw the now familiar hand gesture and unzipped the dress and laid it over the chair by the door as the woman patted the table indicating I should sit on it.

I meekly complied assuming the prescribed presentation position as the lab coated female laid out several items on the counter from the cabinet on the wall. I listened as she questioned my master as to my last time being milked and he quipped about twenty minutes ago. The woman looked at him and smiled knowingly replying that the man had called him telling them that we were in rout.

I was unprepared for the tall well groomed man that then entered the room. He was like a young Tom Sellik and I blinked my eyes in stunned disbelief at the striking resemblance. Moving across the room he slipped on a pair of examination gloves and stepping up to me he hefted my lush udders in his hands as he observed, "She has excellent muscle tone for having such large mammary. Half cup bras and corsets will help give her the support she needs to stay this nice for a long time. However, once the rings are in place her areoles will start to swell and they will stand out enough to draw attention to them under a bikini or a dress unless you remove the rings."

Looking at Master he asked, "How do you want them placed?" I waited in total submission as I heard Jack decree, "I want them put in vertically, so they are quite obvious. Big Tits is my property and I want other Doms to know it; the cunt rings can be horizontal." The lab coated man nodded and turning to his assistant he spoke, "We'll inject each breast with a harmless dye in order to trace her milk ducts and passageways on an X-ray. Then using the lazar I'll do the piercings so as not to interfere with her milk flow."

I watched Melinda closely as she waited in silence, she was taking this all in stride without any sign of hesitation and I had to admire her resolve and grit. The surgeon took the syringe from the nurse and grasping my slave's left breast he squeezed it firmly holding it steady as he placed the tip of the two inch needle against the tip of her nipple and slowly yet firmly guided it down the length of her dark thick nubbin. A low gasp escaped her lips as the needle disappeared into her flesh as the man then slowly injected the dye into her creamy milk bag.

He eased the needle back out and I realized that he was doing it on purpose because he enjoyed hurting the women he pierced. I had to admit that the idea of forcing needles into my slave's big creamy udders held a certain appeal; I would have to check that out later.

Loosening his grip on her breast he took the second one in hand and taking a fresh syringe he repeated the process again taking his time watching the gleaming needle disappear into the big busted brunette's creamy breast. I had to admit that Melinda was bearing up rather well under the torment of her udders and I glanced at her face just in time to catch her looking at me and she gave me a sly wink that told me she actually liked the pain.

She bowed her head quickly as the physician turned to his assistant and said, "Take her to the radiology room and shoot two views of each breast; one from the top and the second from the side so I have a 3-d image of each."

I handed the leash to the woman and she led Big Tits from the room as Thad removed his gloves. He waited until both women were gone then looking at me he spoke up, "I must confess Jack that I am most impressed with this slut. She is the first Sub I have never had to strap down to give her the injections. I think it safe to say she's a level two pain slut at least. How often do you milk her?"

I told him and he nodded informing me, "Keep her on schedule, however ease up on the pressure to about half of what you normally use till she's all healed up. Unless you think she would enjoy it I can take my service fee after I pierce her areoles."

I smiled at him and replied, "Oh by all means wait, I want her bearing all four rings before I order her to pleasure you. She is such a shameless whore that she deserves that much."

I stood before the X-ray device as the lab coated woman positioned the equipment and tried to slow my breathing. The unexpected warmth of the stranger's hands on my breasts had made my pussy sopping wet again. However when he had forced the long silver needle down the length of my nipple into my generous udder I had almost had an orgasm! I was still trying to figure out why the searing pain of the needle made me so hot but it was something that I found I wanted more of. What would Jack think if I asked him to use my tits for pin cushions?

I watched in submissive silence as my lush udders were placed on the two plates and the shots taken then the table rotated and the plates were placed between my breasts and two more were taken. Even as the woman placed them in the developing device she looked at me and asked shyly, "Does he really milk you, like a cow?"

I nodded and making sure we were alone I answered, "Oh yes. I'm my master's human cow and he milks me every day and breeds me as he likes. I also am his sex slave and he disciplines me as he desires." I wasn't expecting what happened next, the woman moved to stand before me and her hands came up to heft my heavy udders as her fingers teased my thick nipples. I gasped softly as she insisted, "Your tits are so damn big. My master will enjoy piercing you so much."




My Lactation Slave Ch. 03



Jack leaned back in his plush leather chair and pondered the events of the past four months. There was little doubt in his analytical mind that he was one of the luckiest men on earth. Now think about it; how many 32 year old men not only owned their own very profitable corporation, but could also run a side business that you both enjoyed and met very interesting people while doing it?

Then on top of all that there was Melinda, her new slave name was Big Tits however and the busty 35 year old widow was proving herself to be a most welcome addition to his household. She had answered his add on an alternate life style web site and after only a week of getting acquainted they had agreed to meet in Kansas City.

By the end of that weekend Jack knew that letting her drive away had been the hardest thing he could ever do. Not only was Melinda smart and intelligent, she was sporting a pair of 38E's that were all but bursting with milk! He had relished in her straddling his hips and holding out her heavy udders for his suckling. He used her that weekend with a passion that had taken him by surprise and she in turn had taught him how to think like the dominating male she needed and craved to be complete.

By Saturday they both knew instinctively that they were a compliment to each other and Melinda had used hints and suggestions to urge him further into his role as her controller. Three weeks later she had sold off her business and had packed her things, shipped them to his secluded rural home in the upper Midwest and signed a five year contract to be his total sex slave/human cow.

I sprayed the lubricant on the gleaming silver shaft of the side rod on the motor under the impalement stool and smiled as I used the clean cloth to spread it around. This was without a doubt my favorite piece of BDSM equipment in the loft playroom. Jack was busy working in the office across the hall but I knew that at any moment he could stop and summon me to pleasure him in whatever way he desired.

My first husband had introduced me to the world of D/s as well as lactation, However he had kept the D/s part sequestered away for weekends and getaways in spite of my many attempts to get him to make it a permanent, active part of our relationship.

I had found Jack's add on the net and more out of curiosity I had sent him a picture of me in a micro bikini thinking that he was like most guys wanting some college babe with big tits.

His response had not only surprised me, but he had shown an openness and honesty that touched me deeply. Now after a wonderful four months I was ensconced in his house hold as his love slave/cow. True enough I found the milking aspects of his lifestyle to be most humiliating. Spending 2-3 hours a day secured in a milking stantion while powerful pumps draw your life sustaining essence from you is both degrading and yet so very erotic.

However I learned that by accepting my role in this my body responded with a raw sexuality that to this point I had found no limits to. Every time Jack secured me into the stantion and disciplined my milk swollen udders before attaching the cups to my swaying jugs my orgasms hit a new high and I had to admit that I even felt more feminine and erotic.

A soft smile graced my lips as I recalled my master's eagerness to have both my areoles and outer labia pierced soon after I had arrived in his household. This was something that I had wanted for a long time and yet my first husband had considered it to be too risky, but not Jack! Even now I sported two 16 gauge silver barbells through my puffy swollen areoles and two rings through my hairless labia.

The barbells were easily removed for pumping and discipline sessions and Jack was quickly becoming a true virtuoso at wielding the crop, paddle and flogger to my pain hungry body. My master had decreed that as soon as the private BDSM club he was designing in Omaha was completed he was going to take me there and publicly collar me and place his rings of ownership in my body.

I knew all too well what that meant, I had overheard the other female subs chatting the last time we had been there and it was obvious that I would get used by every Dom in the place, under my master's supervision of course. Just the idea of having a hard cock in my pussy and another one in my mouth as Jack rammed his hard cock up my asshole; almost made my knees go weak under me.

I heard a sound at the doorway and looked up to see him standing in the doorway looking at my kneeling naked form a few yards away. Without any hesitation I dropped the cloth and crawled on my hands and knees to him kneeling before this man I loved.

Keeping my knees wide I placed my hands behind my head, elbows back. Thrusting out my now swollen double E's as I whispered, "How may this worthless whore please you Master?"

His hand gently caressed my gold streaked hair as he smiled down at me with unspoken love. I kept my head bowed as he spoke with a firm yet gentle voice, "I need to make a video call to Omaha to check on the progress of the; "Stocks& Bonds" club. Come kneel before me by my desk."

I bit my lip and whispered, "Yes Master Jack." I trailed behind him on my hands and knees to position myself before him as he took his seat before the large flat screen monitor of his powerful mini mainframe computer he used for business. He sat down and looking at me he spoke again, "Suck my cock Big Tits, drink your master's cum!"

Even as his hands flew over the keypad of his PC I reached for the belt of his slacks knowing that there was an excellent chance that whoever he was contacting was going to be able to see me worshiping his thick hard man meat. Easing his impressive ten inches of thick ivory fuck meat out of his boxers I licked my lips in anticipation.

I LOVE SUCKING COCK! There is nothing more wonderful than feeling a man explode in your mouth and savoring the rich texture and taste of his essence. I skinned back his man root and pursing my lips I eased his rock hardness into my mouth as he sighed in bliss and patted my head with affection, "You cock hungry whore you!"

I boldly looked up at him and catching his eye winked at him as he spoke into the wireless head piece he wore."Good afternoon Jessie. How're things going over there?" I knew that name well; he was the head of the partnership that had bought the two story warehouse to convert it into the premier BDSM club in the Midwest. The man was also a fellow Dom and now I knew that Jack wasn't going to hide me from the webcam.

I looked down at Big Tits as she bobbed her face on my thick shaft that now glistened with her saliva and waited as Jessie sat back in his chair and smiled into the high resolution camera at me. He looked at someone off camera and snapped his fingers and I grinned knowing his wife/sub was also in the room.

Sure enough seconds later a busty blond beauty appeared over his shoulder wearing a gold cincher with matching lace stockings and heels. Her jutting breasts, though nowhere near as big as Melinda's stood out from her chest as she knelt beside Jessie's chair and he openly fondled her left breast as he replied, "Well we started last week on the remodeling part, all the new walls are in place and the wiring is ran for the power and the camera system. The sprinklers are already in and they start hanging rock tomorrow."

I pushed Melinda's head down over my cock holding her there for a few moments as I gathered my thoughts then let her resume as I inquired, "What about the windows and the soundproofing?"

The man grinned, indicating his crotch and instantly Maria moved to kneel before him. I could hear her unzipping his slacks as he replied, "Well, we had no problem getting the permits for that. Just told them we were going to be playing a lot of loud rock music and they approved that in a heartbeat. How soon will your crew be arriving?"

I felt Melinda's lips tighten around my shaft as I took a slow calming breath and answered, "I can have them there by noon tomorrow, if you're ready for them. I should come over and make sure we're on the same page for the various chamber themes and what furniture you want for each one though."

Jessie's voice was somewhat strained as he tried to focus on our conversation as his wife energetically gave him head."That sounds like a plan. Why don't you bring Big Tits and we'll have you two stay at our country house with us. She needs to interact with another sub and get used to you doing the same."

I glanced down at my slave as she drove her head down further on my thick shaft and agreed, "You do have a point there. However I have a couple of questions first."

"By all means old boy ask away." Jessie insisted.

"What rules do you have in place for your house? I wouldn't want to accidently offend you." Jack insisted.

There was silence for a few moments then Jessie replied, "Well we live on a dead end street with no real neighbors to speak of and our back yard has an eight foot privacy fence around the pool. Maria usually goes topless out there and we have play time out there too. She usually goes about in just lingerie in the house with a robe handy in case.

I won't touch or use your sub without permission and expect the same from you, okay? If we want to swap or even share that is totally up to you. However Maria has suggested that she would love to get you in her pussy, right slut?" I saw the woman's head bounce eagerly as I felt my balls erupt into Melinda's mouth. I grunted loudly as Jessie groaned, "Damn these two are such total whores!"

I nodded and held my slut's head down on my shaft as I jetted into her eager face. Damn Big Tits was good at this! I was going to have to let Jessie find out first hand in a day or two.

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I carefully packed my bag as Jack instructed me the next morning after I had showered with him and shaved him as was my usual morning routine. I had been a silent observer to the conversation the preceding afternoon and from the minute Jessie had offered us the use of his house I knew that Jack was once again going to take me places I had always wanted to go but never had the chance to.

I did notice however that Jack had insisted I take along the dress I had worn on the train and I hoped that perhaps we might get an evening out at some secluded club and get to dance like we had in KC. We were on the road by noon after he milked my udders in the stantion and used a flyswatter on my milk swollen tits. He had no problem making me squeal and beg for mercy as the pumps surged at my tender nipples alternating strokes between my tits and my ass.

He let me cum on his hand insisting he was saving a solid load for later that morning. I meekly accepted his decree knowing all too well that this week was going to be a turning point in my relationship with Jack.

Much to my surprise we took the SLC to Omaha and we hadn't been on the road ten minutes when Jack ordered me to unknot the front of my paisley blouse and free my breasts. I eagerly complied knowing that the dark tinted windows hid me from view. He then produced a pair of padded C type nipple clamps from the front console and ordered me to put them on. I bit my lower lip as he winked at me and I giggled knowing things were going to get interesting before we got to Omaha.

Unbeknown to my sub I had been in close contact with Jessie for several weeks picking up tips and taking his suggestions to heart, applying them to my training of my new slave. I had confided in him and his sub what I wanted for Melinda and what her needs were. They in turn had talked it over and suggested a week of hands on mentoring to prepare us both for the impending collaring/ring ceremony.

I had to admit that having known Jessie in a professional capacity along with his role as a Dom gave me a sense of his honesty and desire to help us both, even if in the process he got to use Melinda. He had openly admitted he was eager to drink her tits dry then discipline them and I agreed to it on the provision that he do it under my supervision so she felt safe.

He had totally understood however he had informed me that his wife was eager to service me and wanted to do it as a solo role. This surprised me and yet I knew that Melinda would submit to it as my sub, knowing she bore my symbols of ownership. I looked over and watched a few moments as my slut tightened down the padded clamps at the base of her nipples after removing the barbell studs. She leaned back in the plush leather seat totally topless, her lush udders sticking out from her chest as the gold chain swayed between her creamy udders. I smiled and reaching into the console lifted out my surprise and handed it to her. She looked at it for several seconds then asked, "What's this for?"

"Clip it to the thick edge of the sun visor." I replied with a knowing grin. She lifted the heavy duty bull pup clamp to the top edge of the visor and with some effort managed to slip it into place. I reached into the console; took out the S hook and handed it to her. "Slip that through the hole in the clamp." She obeyed then her eyes went wide as I said, "Now hook the chain over the hook."

Leaning forward as much as the seatbelt allowed she complied then looked back over at me as I ordered, "Now sit back."

Jack's command sent a tremor through my body as I realized what was going to happen. By sitting back the slack in the chain vanished and my large heavy tits would be suspended from my chest. Every crack and irregularity in the pavement under the car would tug and jostle my breasts, making the clamps pull at my tender nipples!

I took a slow calming breath and slowly eased back feeling the tension increase with my movement. I watched my double E's lift upwards and the fire grew in my torso. I groaned and fisted my hands as we crossed a bridge and the road seam made my tits bounce on my chest. I panted looking up at the ceiling of the car as Jack's hand gently hefted my left breast and he gave it a hard squeeze. He caressed both my trapped udders as I closed my eyes in an effort to cope with the growing anguish in my tits.

I knew that I could use my color code to ask for a time out but something inside me refused to do it, for some reason I had to show this man that I was capable of handling anything he wanted from me, no matter how much it hurt!

We turned onto the interstate and in doing so my breasts swayed across my chest making me whimper in agony and yet I maintained my composure and resolve to prove myself. I blinked my eyes in awed wonder as Jack ordered, "Big Tits, reach in the back seat and get the small cooler."

I managed but it hurt like hell as I eased the nylon zippered case into my lap. Jack smiled at me and ordered, "Open the cooler and take out a piece of ice. Then rub it over your nipples and areoles." I managed to nod and finding a sizeable piece brought it to my tormented flesh. The instant the frozen water came in contact with my left nipple I cried out in both shock and amazement as the orgasm exploded in my pussy without any warning.

I wreathed in my seat as the chain tugged at my flesh. I held the ice to my nipple and my cry filled the car as my body went bezerk. I panted loudly as my cunt pulsed and spasmed voraciously. I was totally lost in my own little world as Jack kept the luxury car cruising down the interstate as I shuddered and came like a whore in heat!

My poor brain was registering so many sensations that my ears rang and my vision blurred for a few seconds then it cleared as I moved the ice to my other breast and again I squealed in abject delight as my tortured dark nipple triggered a second wave of pleasure. I held the ice to my clamped flesh as the waves ripples through me and my hips jerked lewdly. Never in my life had I experienced anything like this and to think that Jack had me do it while traveling down a public highway was almost too much to comprehend.

I tossed the semi melted ice out the window and rolled it back up then looking over at Jack I managed a weak smile as I begged, "Master Please, this slut must show her gratitude for this unexpected experience. Let me pleasure you in some way, please!"

Up ahead I spotted a rest stop and with a smile I flipped on the signal, oh she was going to show her gratitude alright, just wait and see I silently vowed. Due to the fact it was early in the week the traffic was fairly light and taking advantage of that I wheeled the German auto to the very back section of the rest area where people usually walked their pets. Turning the vehicle sideways so Melinda's door was away from the rest of the buildings and surrounded with trees on the other three sides I stopped the car and shutting off the ignition I exited it to round the pewter colored vehicle.

Even as I opened her door I could see she was still riding in that heavy aftershock of having had such an intense orgasm. She looked up at me as I smiled and decreed, "Unhook the chain and get out." Her eyes went wide but she complied, standing on her feet before me her body shielded from view by the wide car door. I reached down and clasping the heavy duty chain that hung between her breasts I used it to lift her pendulous lush E's as she gasped and shivered before me.

She managed to keep her hands at her side even though I could tell she wanted to protest at this open abuse of her udders. I I could tell by the look in her eyes she was desperate to get my cock in her cunt but this week wasn't about her needs. I glanced about and noticed that no one seemed to be paying any attention to us and with a smile I ordered, "On your knees bitch. Drain my balls with your mouth Big Tits!"

Jack's declaration sent a rush of raw lust through me like a tidal wave. I knew that he would never place me in jeopardy and with a grin I complied. Squatting before him I grasped the armrest on the car and using it for balance I quickly ran down the zipper of his slacks. The chain in his hand tugged at my aching nipples as I eased his thick man tool free and plunged it into my mouth. I recalled so vividly the way I had felt walking across the dark parking lot at the train station wearing clamps on my nipples and a flood of raw need coursed through my body as I savored the maleness of his thick shaft in my mouth.

I moaned loudly tasting the pre-cum on the tip as I hollowed my cheeks and drew as much of him in as I could. The soft morning breeze wafted around the car door kissing my flesh as I eagerly serviced him craving this monster in my pussy but knowing that Jack enjoyed watching me labor over his shaft with my glossy red lips.

The state trooper's cruiser rolled into the parking space a few hundred feet away without warning and I watched as the young man exited the vehicle and locking it strode into the building. I grinned knowing that Melinda had no idea just how risky this was becoming but I wasn't going to panic, at least not yet. I knew she could scramble into the car and have her blouse on before the man could come over and investigate.

I also had to admit that I was really close to getting off and this was proving to be a most challenging position for me as a Dom. On one hand I had to protect my sub, but this was a chance to see if I had the brashness to try and bluff my way through this. I had to admit that Big Tits was proving to be quite proficient at her oral skills and it wasn't going to be long now.

I somehow sensed that something was happening by the way Jack's body tensed and yet I knew too that I was really getting off on this .All my submissive life I had wanted to do this with a man and Jack was actually allowing me the chance to pleasure him in broad daylight in a public setting, howbeit a very discreet way at best. I ignored the rigidity of his frame and increased my efforts moaning softly as I felt the chain tug at my nipples which in turn made my pussy ache with need.




My Lactation Slave Ch. 03



I glanced back in time to see the trooper exit the structure and recross the lot to his waiting cruiser. He happened to glance in my direction and I waved at him politely then gave him that exasperated look one gives when waiting for a pet to take a dump. The trooper grinned and nodded in unspoken understanding then unlocked his car and slid in behind the wheel.

Even as it rolled away I grunted as I felt my balls let go and my hot jism erupted from the tip of my shaft into Big Tit's eager sucking mouth. She swallowed down my load and licked me clean then eased away as I smiled down at her and ordered, "Lift your skirt up around your waist bitch." Without any hesitation she grasped the edge of her denim miniskirt and obeyed then went wide-eyed when I ordered, "Now take a nice long piss for me just in case that trooper comes back to make sure my pet used the facilities."

I stepped back and watched as she blushed a deep crimson then let her bladder void sending a stream of hot urine onto the concrete. I gave her a paper towel to clean with then she dropped it into the barrel a few feet away before I let her back in the car. I slid my keys into the ignition as she inquired anxiously, "Was there really a trooper here?"

I nodded and she giggled, "OMG, I am such a total slut, thank you Jack for this. You have no idea what this means to me to be allowed to experience this with you."

Once on the edge of Omaha I used the on board navigation system to find the way to Jessie's lavish home. We pulled up in the long driveway through thick trees that not only served as a windbreak but for privacy and parked the car by the open garage door. Even as I exited the car Jessie came out the door from the house and striding past his Hummer 3 he greeted me with a warm handshake. Trailing behind him on a leash was Maria wearing her slave cuffs and collar.

I waved at the car and instantly Big Tits opened her door and brazenly walked across the sunlit drive to kneel beside me as Jessie openly inspected her bouncing swaying udders. He welcomed us both and reaching out her unclipped the leash to Maria's collar as he ordered, "You two sluts bring the luggage in while I fix us drinks."

Maria quickly nodded and replied, "Yes Master" as I echoed her response to Jack. A push of a button tripped the trunk latch and we moved to comply. I lifted Jack's case from the trunk and extended the handle then lifted my case before grabbing the black nylon case that held my portable breast pumps and bondage toys as Maria leaned over and whispered, "I hope you're ready for some serious interaction. My master is eager to work on you girl."

I paused and seeing the eager expression on her face grinned as I hissed, "You mean this isn't just a business trip?" Maria grinned back and shook her head as I felt a shiver of anticipation course through me. It was quite obvious that I had once again underestimated this man that I had come to love. What delightful pleasures awaited me now I wondered?

3-2

I trailed behind Jessie as he led the way through his upscale suburban home and noted with pleasure the various works of BDSM artwork he had framed on the walls. He smiled and informed me that it was actually his wife's collection and I nodded in surprise as he quipped, "She has no shame whatsoever when it comes to the fact she likes being my slave. From the moment we met in California she never hid the fact she needed male domination. Have you spoken to Big Tits about this week?"

I grinned and shook my head, "Not exactly, I'm going to sit down with both of you and her so she understands what's going on. However, I don't think there will be any problems as long as we communicate and allow her the time to adjust to this new concept."

Jessie agreed and pointing to a bar stool he took the opportunity to mix each of them a cold drink then sitting down across from him he took a sip then asked, "How is she going to react when you tell her I can touch and tease her?"

Jack chuckled and retorted, "Knowing her the hot little wench will be begging for permission to cum. I must admit that orgasm control has not been an intricate part of our relationship. She is so responsive and eager to please that I usually allow it, unless she is being punished."

Jessie nodded and informed him, "Our discipline chamber is in the basement in what at one time was a rather large storage room. It's completely soundproof and it gets used three to four times a week for play time. Now please understand that Maria is not a total pain slut. I keep her punishment to a moderate level using a paddle and a heavy flogger. She can handle clamps and light weights from her nipples. She enjoys a sound paddling before sex but only if it's drawn out over a period of about an hour.

Jack nodded in comprehension and asked, "How is she about breast discipline?" Jessie grinned and retorted, "That my friend is where she excels, she loves it. I can bind her big tits and use the flogger on her and she screams like a banshee but comes like a total whore."

Jack smiled and retorted, "Big Tits has gotten to like a light riding crop on her udders after milking, says she feels so decadent."

"I think it's safe to say we have our work cut out for us this week. What say we give the girl's some free time to get acquainted and we go check out the job-site. We can always call them and let them know we're on our way back and to be ready for fun and games." Jessie insisted.

I was unpacking our cases in the guest room when I heard Jack summon me from the living room. Dropping the sheer lace stockings on the bed I hurried to the sunlit living room where I knelt before him in my usual presentation position and keeping my head bowed waited for his instructions which were not long in coming.

"I am going to the club with Master Jessie, you will disrobe and unpack our bags then you are free to get acquainted with Maria. You may ask her any questions you may have about their house rules and I expect you to comply with them, understood?" I pondered his words very carefully realizing that they were quite vague in some aspects. However, I also knew that Jack was allowing me some latitude in order to ease me into this new social setting. I nodded and inquired, "May this slut pleasure you before you leave Master?"

I heard him chuckle as he replied, "You can service me when I return slut, or perhaps I'll let you pleasure Master Jessie instead."

I blushed knowing that Master Jessie was standing mere feet away and then with a sudden boldness I didn't know I possessed I leaned forward touching my forehead to the floor and answered, "Whatever you command my Master. I live to serve you." I remained in place until I heard the front door close behind the two men and lifting up saw Maria kneeling a few feet away with a huge grin on her face as she cupped her mouth and whispered, "OMG you should have seen the look on Jessie's face when you said that. You are so going to get it later, trust me!"

I turned the Mercedes around and drove back down the driveway as Jessie tipped his head back and chuckled, "My God Jack that slut of yours is an eager bitch! You sure lucked out finding her."

I nodded and turned onto the main street going east and retorted, "Yes I did and that's why I need your help Jessie, I want to marry her."

The older Dom nodded and replied, "I can see why and if we handle this properly you can pull this off without her suspecting a thing till the collaring ceremony. The club will be ready in about three weeks at this rate and we could have the private ceremony just before the grand opening. I am going to suggest that you limit the guests to this collaring to just those on the committee and their subs. We just happen to have a judge as a member that would probably perform the ceremony for you in exchange for getting to fuck your slut.

I glanced over at him and then back to the view out the windshield as I inquired, "How many people would that make?"

"Well if we use club staff for the servers and have an open bar during the reception we can keep it to about 14-16 people. But like I told you earlier your wench is going to be the focus of this whole ordeal and she is going to get a hell of a work out. What did you have in mind for her?" Jessie inquired. I started relating to him what I wanted for her and he nodded then made a couple of solid suggestions that made me smile. My slut had no idea what she was in for.

It had been a long time since I had skinny dipped in a pool and assured of our privacy I allowed myself the luxury of just enjoying the time I spent in the pool with Maria. We chatted and shared experiences about how we had met our Doms and in a matter of a couple of hours it felt as if I had known this stunning blond all my life. We shared so much in common and yet had differing levels of need when it came to discipline from our master's

She had cautiously asked if I was bi and I had to confess to her that I had experimented with it in college and had discovered that even though I preferred men I could handle a woman if necessary. She had nodded and confessed that she was as well . Almost by mutual consent we climbed from the pool and seizing thick warm towels wrapped ourselves in them and she led me downstairs to the room she called the dungeon.

The only other play room I had ever seen before was ours back in the barn loft and I found this one to be both workable and yet not as spacious as ours. I openly inspected the cabinets and racks that held Jessie's collection of pain implements as Maria showed me how he had designed the room to be both functional and yet without any wasted space.

Maria fell silent and I glanced over to see her watching me as I blushed and asked, "What's on your mind Maria? I can tell that you're dying to ask me something, go on."

The woman blushed and asked, "From the day we met at the club I have wanted to ask you about your milking, but there was no opportunity to talk at length about it with you."

I smiled at her leaning against the carpet covered wall and inquired, "What do you want to know?"

Perching her towel clad body on the bench she inquired, "How often do you do it and how much do you produce and does it feel erotic?"

I smiled at her openness and glancing about found a wall clock on the wall as I suggested; "Why don't you come with me and I'll let you see what it's like. I usually pump my tits out about this time each day."

The anticipation on her face was like a kid at Christmas and I grinned as I led the way back upstairs to the guest bedroom where I had placed the case holding the portable goat milking machine. Shedding the towel I laid it on the bed and opening the case removed the machine and its accessories'. Maria watched as I set everything out then looking up I asked her for two quart containers with lids that sealed up. She hurried away and I plugged in the vacuum lines to the pump then plugged it into the wall socket.

By the time she returned with the two glass jars I had everything ready and even had a folding chair positioned where she could observe. I positioned a jar close at hand then asking her to sit down I showed her the control box and told her how it functioned. She naturally had questions and I patiently enlightened her as to how I used the device.

I took a alcohol wipe and cleaned my nipples thoroughly telling her that I didn't want the chlorine from the pool to make the milk taste bad. Then after I cleaned both of my dark brown thick nubbins and my puffy areoles I wiped down the soft transparent rubber cups and ran a trace of clear water based lubricant around the top edge of each cup explaining that in the morning Jack would usually suckle me dry.

I glanced up at her as she giggled and asked, "Is he into the adult infant scene?"

I shook my head and insisted, "Oh no, he's the farmer and I'm his bovine. He can drink from me and breed me anytime he likes. He has always been my master, nothing less." Maria nodded in understanding and watched as I turned on the machine after checking the settings. Taking both cups in hand I brought them to my engorged udders and felt the surge of the stimulating suction as they grasped my creamy jugs.

I held the cups in place for several long moments making sure they were sealed in place then lowered my hands as Maria stared in mute awe then gushed, "You mean they stay on?"

I smiled and nodded as the twin reservoirs started to slowly fill with my rich creamy essence. She watched the fluid flow from my udders and I sighed, "You have no idea how horny this makes me. Master Jack usually takes me when I'm being milked and I have the most wonderful orgasms!"

"How often do you do this a day?" she insisted eagerly.

I took a slow calming breath as I replied, "Oh about every eight hours or so, depends."

"On what?" she insisted her eyes glittering.

"On how much punishment I have had before milking. The more punishment, the heavier my milk load it seems."I answered her.

"So if you were disciplined for say two hours your milk gets greater?" she insisted.

I nodded and indicated the plastic containers that rested in the brackets on the pump unit, "As you can see I already have a couple of ounces of product already and I can go another five to ten minutes, wan'na see?" Maria nodded eagerly and I pointed to the bag, "Get the paddle out and start swatting my ass, not real hard mind you but just like a firm swat, okay?"

I stood and bending over the mattress placed my hands on it waiting as Maria positioned herself off to one side and drawing back she popped my pert butt with a nice solid swat that made my udders sway under me and I groaned, "Yes Mistress, spank my ass just like that, please?"

I sighed in delight as Maria again brought the paddle to my pert womanly backside as the pumps surged at my milk swollen udders. I moaned, "Two thank you Mistress, more if you please?" I kept a regimented count for Maria and by the time she reached thirty I called a time out and poured both containers into a jar and then reset the pump to finish me off.

My butt was a light pink now from the spanking and I knew all too well Jack was going to not just notice it but the fact that my breasts wouldn't be as full and firm as well. Maria resumed her swatting of my pert ass as I again leaned over the bed and in mere moments the milk was once again running down the tubes into the catch cups. I felt the change when my breasts were empty and again called a time out which Maria gladly gave me as she watched me pour the blue/white liquid into the main jar almost filling it. Capping the lid I screwed it tight and asked her to place it in the fridge. She scampered away as I eased the cups from my glistening nipples and reached for the towel only to freeze as Maria protested, "No!"

I looked over at her and she blushed as she shyly asked, "I want a taste, please?" I nodded and pointed at the folding chair. The naked blond moved across the carpet her 34DD's bouncing on her chest as she sat down. I moved behind the chair and suggested, "Would Mistress like to tip her head back so I may give you access to my big cow tits?"

Leaning back Maria looked up to discover my lush right breast swaying just above her and reaching up she grasped my tit and drew it down to her eager mouth. I had never had a woman suckle me before and I found it both different and yet arousing as she swirled her tongue around the swollen areole and the way she latched onto my dark flesh like a leach.

Her mouth and teeth wrecked havoc on my breast as she plundered me with an eagerness that made me hungry for a hard cock in my pussy. Maria drained the last drops of nectar from both tits and then with glittering eyes she hissed: "Is there some way I can try out that machine of yours?"

I grinned and nodded as I said, "Sure but we do it my way if we do this, okay?" Maria scrambled off the chair and meekly complied when I told her to perch her tanned body on the desk. She braced her arms behind her as she watched me switch out the cups for set of transparent cylinders which I sprayed with a lubricant. Turning I adjusted the settings and then turning on the machine I ordered, "Hold out those sweet tits girl and get ready to enjoy."

I watched Maria's face as I eased the hissing tubes over her out thrust nipples and felt the powerful machine draw her golden flesh into the cylinders. She gasped loudly as the suction pulled her bright red nipple and wide coral hued areoles into the transparent tubes. I increased the suction till they stood out boldly from her milk bags before locking them tight. Then I removed the hoses and attached the larger cylinders to the hoses and turning again to her I eased them over her jutting udders. Her breast seated firmly and then I turned up the power. Once seated firmly against her rip cage the machine vacated the air and started to tug at her nipples and areoles making them swell up and distend even further into them. Her eyes gleamed with delight as she sighed, "Oh damn that feels so incredible, I wish Jessie could see this. He would go nuts!"

I smiled and removed my hands letting the cylinders hang from her trapped tits as she whimpered, "Oh God! Melinda, this is so fucking decadent, no wonder you like this!" Her eyes were filled with raw lust as she begged, "Please there's a strap on dildo in the dungeon in the first drawer by the door get it and fuck me, please? I'll eat your pussy if you will."

I was back in under a minute and standing before her I slid on the harness seating the stimulators astride my own clit then tightening it in place. I looked around for lube but Maria would have none of it as she pleaded, "Please ram that black monster in my pussy and make me cum, please!"

Moving between her obscenely spread thighs I lined up the thick black shaft and pushed it into her as she groaned, "Oh Jesus, that feels so damn good. Fuck me!"

I kept a close eye on her swelling nipples and areoles as I rammed into her tightness. Maria held onto the edge of the desk for dear life as the gleaming black shaft pounded ruthlessly into her. She bucked and trembled like a whore in heat. The cylinders bounced lewdly on her chest tugging at her generous tits as she panted and whimpered. I grasped the cylinders and slowly twisted them on opposing directions as she gasped and moaned, "Oh you bitch! That hurts so fucking good. It hurts and yet I like it!" she sobbed, "Oh God I wish Master was here to fuck my ass, oh I-I-I'm coming!!!!!!" Her shrill cry filled the room as she rode the black shaft and quivered shamelessly.

I kept ramming the dildo into her until she slumped back against the wall then shut down the pump and eased open the air valves. Her lube slicked breasts slid out of the tubes and hung from her chest like ripe fruit her nipples and areoles sticking out obscenely. Laying aside the cylinders I grinned as I reached out and lightly ran my index fingertips over her dusky nipples and her soft cry filled the room as she came again.

She grasped my shoulders and clung to me as her body convulsed in delight as she groaned, "You sadistic bitch! Oh my god, I have to have one of those machines!" I laughed and held her as her womanly body recovered.

I had to admit that the crew was doing an excellent job on the club. The floor plan was right on and I took my time checking out the details as Jessie gave me the tour. I was pleased that they had taken my concepts and put them into action creating a very unique and functional place to both socialize and play.




My Lactation Slave Ch. 03



I worked my way down the main corridor of the top floor checking out the locations of floor drains and water accesses for the various types of rooms they had wanted when Jessie asked, "Have you seen the other room we added?"

I shook my head and insisted, "You added another play room?" He grinned and leading me back to the rear of the hallway he unlocked a steel door and reaching inside he flipped a switch. Stepping aside he asked me to come in and I did finding myself in what appeared to be a stone walled barn. Rows of what looked like cattle stalls lined each side and when I stepped up and peered into the nearest one I discovered that it had a milking stantion identical to the one I had back home.

Turning I gave Jessie a puzzled look and he quickly explained, "After we hired you to design the club we got to talking and found out that several of our members liked the idea of human cows. Not all want to milk their subs mind you but some do and others want to just secure them for breeding and discipline. I took the photos you sent me of your milking stantion and had the guy make us four just like it along with the goat milker's to please the lactation gang."

I grinned and retorted, "Gee I could bring Big Tits here and do a public milking demonstration for the club."

Jessie nodded and retorted, "Indeed you could and then you could give out free samples to the observers too."

I caught the gleam in the man's eyes as I grinned and inquired, "Jessie do you want to drink Big Tits dry, if you do just say so. I'm not going to be pissed at you."

The senior Dom chuckled and insisted, "I'm sorry Jack but every since I got that sample at our first meeting I have been working on Maria to try and get her started. I suckle her several times a day now and her nipples are longer and very tender. I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong."

I smiled at him and patting him on the shoulder I retorted, "Good grief Jessie, after all the advise you have given me? All you have to do is ask and I'll help all I can. First though we have to get your sub the proper herbal and medical things to help her produce. Your physician friend can be a big help. Let's call him."

Even as I spoke Jessie was scrolling down his index for the number and in a few short minutes Jessie hung up the phone with a shit eating grin on his face as he smirked, "Hot damn Jack! He called in a prescription and wants me to bring Maria in for a set of injections tomorrow morning! She can be producing by the end of next week! Now where do I order a set of those pumps you have?"

I chuckled and informed him, "Let's go back to your place and I'll show you on line where I got mine. Then if Big Tits hasn't already pumped herself out you can drain her yourself!"

Jessie hit the autodial feature on his phone and in seconds he was chatting with Maria and I saw the disappointment on his face. However he chuckled as he hung up and declared, "Well your slave has already pumped out her big cow tits but she also introduced Maria to the pumps and my slave is begging me to get her a set, so all is not lost my friend."

I smiled and inquired, "Would you consider placing my slut in bondage and flogging her big tits as a consolation prize till later when she's full again?"

Jessie walked towards the parking lot and quipped, "Sure, as long as I can screw her brains out too." I laughed and slapped him on the back as I insisted, "Well duh, she'll be begging for that, trust me!"

Maria closed her phone and smiled at me as she gushed, "They are on their way, we better shower quick and redo our make up or there will be hell to pay!" I nodded and all but sprinted for the adjoining bathroom as the slender busty blond headed out the open bedroom door for the master bathroom down the hall. I quickly showered and dried off before grabbing my makeup case from the bed and going to work making myself up knowing there was an excellent chance I was going to be servicing Jessie in very short order.

I glanced at the clock and quickly grabbed my case and closed it before placing it under the edge of the bed and flipping open the black nylon toy case slid the black nylon slave cuffs about my trim ankles and slender wrists. I was locking the black plastic clip on my slave collar when I heard Maria squeal, "They're here!"

We both sprinted for the living room to kneel beside each other in the prescribed "presentation" position as we heard footsteps on the porch.

I fought down the butterflies that swarmed in my stomach as the door opened and the two men entered. Jack would only have to heft my udders in his hands to know I had drained them and the bright pink blush to my buttocks would tell him I had been soundly paddled.

They closed the door behind them and Jessie chuckled, "Well damn Jack look here. We have two beautiful naked women here waiting for us! Now what shall we do with them?" I waited as Jack walked around both our motionless figures and reaching over my shoulder he hefted my left udder in his hand before declaring, "Well this cow has already drained her udders Jessie, so I guess you'll have to settle for punishing her big tits instead."

A shiver coursed through me as I accepted the fact that I was to be disciplined by another Dom as Jessie replied, "Well that could be most interesting, however since I'm not familiar with the way you do that could I suggest that you observe and coach me through it?"

Jack smiled back at him and retorted, "Oh Big Tits can explain how she likes it done using the basic four color codes. Remember them?"

Jessie grinned nodding as he responded; "We use that code also, so Tit Slut can serve you while I give Big Tits her just dues."

Jack reached down and cupping my chin he lifted my head to meet his gaze as he spoke firmly, "Big Tits you will obey Master Jessie as you would me, But remember your ass hole is my exclusive domain, You will tell him your "safe word" and your limits before he begins your punishment."

A tremor of mixed emotion coursed through me as I looked forward to this new experience. I knew Jack would be mere feet away but I was going to be used by another man and I could hardly wait!

3-3

There was little doubt in my mind that I was in for a very different evening with Maria and out of respect for Jessie I waited until he had secured Big Tit's wrists behind her. Attaching a leash to her collar he led her to the basement before I took a seat in the living room and summoned the busty blond. She eagerly crawled on her hands and knees across the plush carpet and knelt before me taking the standard presentation pose that her master had taught her.

I spoke gently, wanting to establish a bond of trust between us before I started using her. "Your master informs me that you have been looking forward to this Tit Slut and from what he has told me I gather that you aren't into pain as much as Big Tits?"

Keeping her head bowed Maria answered, "I saw the way you interacted with Big Tits and was curious about how intensely you disciplined her when she is lactating Sir. Also my breasts are quite sensitive due to my master's efforts to induce my own lactation now that he has sampled Big Tits milk. However I am quite familiar with the four color code used by most Doms and look forward to servicing you."

I nodded accepting her evaluation as I inquired, "Do you have any limits?"

She nodded and replied, "A few sir; I don't handle Scat or sex with animals at all or cutting. However I do rather enjoy suspension and weights to my nipples and breasts as well as pussy floggings as long as they are light. Master has not used a whip or a riding crop on me yet."

"So anything up to a medium flogger and a heavy paddle are acceptable?" I asked eagerly.

Maria nodded and interjected, "Yes Sir and I like very tight bondage as well, I am very limber and bend easily."

"How about anal?" I asked cautiously.

She blushed and confessed, "I love anal; especially in bondage but I would ask that you wear a condom. That way I can lick you clean afterwards."

I meekly followed Jessie down the carpeted stairs to the cool basement turning at the foot to move down the hallway towards the waiting dungeon. My pulse was racing in my breast as I wondered for a moment what Jack was doing with Maria. Then I silently rebuked myself as I remembered that he was my master. I was his property and I had no right to even think such things. I was here to obey Jessie and what transpired upstairs was not my concern!

We stepped through the open door and Jessie paused looking about as he quipped, "Well it looks like you got the full tour Big Tits, ready for some discipline to those magnificent big cow tits?"

I kept my head bowed as I answered, "I am here to serve you Sir. Use me as you wish." Jessie led me to the center of the room under a small yet powerful power hoist that was bolted to the floor joists over head and grabbing a remote lowered the hook down to waist height. I waited in mute silence as I watched him cross the room and opening a cabinet he removed several coils of coarse hemp rope then with a sadistic smile he returned to stand before me.

His hands quickly and expertly uncoiled the half-inch line and doubling it slid the looped end through the ring on the front of my slave collar then threaded the ends back through the loop locking it in place. It didn't take me but a few moments to figure out what was forthcoming. Taking one section he started wrapping each breast with coils snug against my rib cage making my generous E's to stand out obscenely from my chest.

The coarse hemp dug into my tender sensitive udders scratching and abrading my flesh as they tightened with each turn. Jessie wrapped half a dozen coils around each of my udders before tying them off behind my back. I tried to maintain my composure but failed miserably moaning as my nipples and puffy areoles started to swell under the pressure.

Even as I panted feeling the anticipation growing in my belly at what I knew had to be coming I was both surprised and pleased when he paused and took the time to torment my jutting udders and nipples. His skilled fingers grasped my nipples and slowly twisted them tugging at them harshly sending waves of delightful pain through my torso as he watched me.

I kept me head bowed as I whispered, "Green light Sir."He chuckled and pinched my nipples harder tugging at them as I whimpered, "Oh yes Sir thank you for punishing my big cow tits."

"Jack told me you were a true pain slut, let's find out just how much you can handle shall we?"

I nodded and watched as the man walked away to the cabinet. He reached inside and seconds later turned showing me what he had in his hands. My eyes went wide in stunned awe as my mind went into overdrive at the prospect of this!

Tit Slut meekly followed me down the open staircase to the basement where Big Tits and Master Jessie had traversed only minutes before. I held her leash in my hand as her heel clad feet trailed behind me. I turned following the sounds of female suffering recognizing my sub's moans of anguish at Jessie's hands.

I stepped through the door and froze catching the sight before me. My beautiful slave was standing in the center of the room her legs shoulder width apart secured to eyebolts in the floor. Her lush generous E's were bound in coils of coarse hemp rope that made them stand out from her chest like twin light pink cantaloupes. Her hands were bound palms together with a second strap about her arms just above her elbows, forcing her generous tits to stand out even more as Jessie approached her helpless for carrying a set of ordinary wood and stainless steel mouse traps!

Catching sight of me he spoke, "Had an idea, what do you think?" I looked at the traps and smiled as I asked, "Just applying them or going to trap her nipples?"

"Oh definitely trap them, she deserves the full affect. Doing it too frequently might damage her but not just once in a while, right?" Jessie inquired. I nodded taking one trap in hand to examine it. The trap was slightly modified with a metal picture frame bracket secured to the leading edge of the base where the heavy-duty spring would force the victim's flesh to be compressed against the dull metal teeth. I smiled and nodded then looked at my slave just in time to see her blush and lick her lips in anticipation.

Hearing Jack give permission to use my nipples to spring the traps sent a silent shockwave through my body. The pain would be excruciating and yet for some strange reason I suddenly found myself not just curious about it but I craved it. I wanted to see how I looked wearing those traps! Lifting my head I quickly gasped, "Master Jack a time out, please?"

There was open disappointment in his eyes and I quickly explained, "Master I brought my mini- cam with me, it's in my suitcase. Please would you record this so I may view it later, please?"

His momentary disapproval changed to sincere delight as he smiled. Reaching back he freed Maria's hands as he decreed, "Tit Slut, go fetch the camera and bring it here, quickly!"

I blushed as Jack crossed the room, boldly he cupped my chin in his hand and lifting my face to meet his eyes he decreed, "You have pleased me well wench. But next time ask permission from Master Jessie to address me, understand?"

I blushed again and quickly apologized, "Please forgive this shameless whore Master Jessie, I meant no disrespect; this is my first encounter with another Dom."

Jessie smiled and replied, "None taken Big Tits. I think we should record this entire week and keep copies for each of the couples. In all the excitement I forgot about it and that would be a shame to not record your first nipple trapping!"

I bit my lower lip seeing the glint in his eyes knowing he was openly flirting with me and yet knew that I was actually looking forward to this.

I watched as Jessie set up his own video camera and focused it in on Melinda's helpless form. There was a sound in the doorway and Maria appeared carrying the mini cam as she explained, "I had trouble finding it, she had it packed in a side compartment!"

Jessie grinned and retorted," Now that is going to cost you Tit Slut." Looking at me he suggested, "She hates having her tits bound in rope Jack. I think she should look like Big Tits!"

I grinned and taking the cam from the naked blonde I cupped her right breast in my hand squeezing it hard as she gasped and trembled under my touch. She bowed her head in submission and I pinched her dark red nipple tugging at it as she whimpered in discomfort. I turned on the cam focusing in on my slave's jutting cow tits as Jessie took a set of needle nosed pliers in hand and after setting both traps picked one up by the safe end.

I watched Melinda's body go tense as he approached her helpless form and lower the trap under her swollen thick dark nipple. He teased it with the edge of the trap as she trembled in anticipation but remained motionless knowing any unwarranted movement could set it off. Jessie eased the trip pad closer then lifted the trap bringing the pad against the underside.

"SNICK!" I caught only the blur of the wire bar through the view screen as it closed and then a shrill cry of anguish filled the room. Big Tit's breasts heaved on her chest the rope holding them out as her cry of agony echoed off the walls. I smiled knowing I would be able to go back and watch this action in slow motion and see her uninhibited response again in greater detail any time I desired.

The wire rectangle slammed into my tender areole like a set of angry jaws sending a wave of sheer agony through my torso. Without even looking I knew that there would a bruise on my breast as mute evidence that I had been "Trapped", not that I was ashamed of the marks I took for my master's pleasure, it was more a badge of courage to me.

Jessie gently caressed by now trapped udder and bending down he ran his tongue across the nipple as I shuddered and groaned in newly discovered need. I was all too aware of the gleam in Jack's eyes watching my distress as he recorded my ordeal as Maria knelt beside his stool enjoying the show. I felt a sense of satisfaction as Jack openly fondled the tanned blonde's tits and pinched her nipples making her squirm in anticipation of what he had in store for her.

I saw Jessie pick up the second trap and I whispered, "Green Light Sir."

The man replied, "Green light wench." I felt the edge of the trap graze my other nipple and then the chill of the metal pad against my nipple. Again there was the loud; "SNICKK!" My head came up fast as my pussy clenched and even as my scream filled the room I came, my knees started to buckle as tears all but exploded from my eyes.

A rush of concern erupted in me for a few seconds then I caught the expression in her eyes as she swayed there and knew she was totally lost in the whirlpool of her own orgasm. Jessie grasped her slender waist holding her up until she regained her equilibrium, his eyes wide in awed wonder as I explained, "She's getting off on the pain Jessie. If she was hurt she would call a red light, believe me."

He turned his head and declared, "I have heard of women able to get off on just breast and nipple play, but nothing like this!" I kept the video recorder running as my big breasted slut worked her way through her first of many orgasms then she pleaded, "Blue light Master. I need water, please?"

Jessie opened a small fridge and removing a bottle of water knelt beside her and held it to her mouth as she drank then eased away as Jessie examined her trap adorned udders. His voice was filled with concern as he asked, "Are you damaged wench?"   Big Tits managed a small smile as she shook her head and insisted, "I'll be marked for a few days, but that's alright." With Jessie's help she drank some more then licking her lips she asked, "How may this whore please you Sir?"

Jessie looked at me and I nodded my approval then he stepped before her and pulling her to her feet he raised the hoist till she was forced to bend forward at the waist until her head was positioned at his groin. The man reached down and ran down the zipper of his slacks. I smiled knowing that at last Jessie was about to get the head job of a lifetime. His hand took a handful of her hair and pulling her head back he ordered, "Those traps stay on till you swallow my come Bitch, understand?"

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Big Tits eyes gleamed in delight as she answered, "Yes Master Jessie." Shutting off the camera I set it on the counter and turned my attention on the kneeling blond slut that waited me.

Looking down at Maria I smiled and spoke, "Undress me slut!" The blonds' eyes glittered with anticipation as she reached up and worked the buttons on my polo shirt. She worked quickly and efficiently removing my clothes leaving my dark red silk boxers for last. Even as she eased them down I saw the awe and delight in her eyes as she swallowed hard catching a glimpse of my semi hard man meat.

She eased my boxers free and tossed then atop the other clothes then looked up at me her eyes asking unspoken permission to confirm what she saw. I grinned nodding and felt her slender fingers grasp my rapidly hardening shaft as she licked her lips in anticipation. I let her stroke my shaft a few times then ordered her to stand and place her hands behind her head.

She instantly complied and I turned to find another coiled section of rope in the cabinet. I took my time wrapping her lush tanned breasts in coils of snug rope tying them off behind her back as she groaned and whimpered in growing discomfort. Turning I indicated the thick pad that lay on the floor in the far corner of the room. Dropping to her knees she crawled across the floor and meekly lay on her back with her tanned legs spread invitingly wide as I moved to join her.




My Lactation Slave Ch. 04



4-1

I arrived in Omaha early Saturday morning, a little after eight AM actually. I had tried to convince myself that I really didn't miss Melinda at all but I knew damn well I was lying to myself. It had taken me no more than eight hours to admit that she had indeed become the most important person in my life and not even a call from my brother in California had brightened my day.

The transformation of the loft into a full blown discipline chamber complete with sound proofing, sound effects and flickering torches combined with a vast assortment of costumes for Big Tits to wear had been my brain storm. The heavy arched oak door accessed a torch lit chamber lined with walls now resembling the rough hued rock of a medieval castle dungeon.

The plush carpet was gone and textured flagstone tile covered the floor as the half dozen flickering torch lights let the cameras now remain in the shadows to record our play sessions. I was so looking forward to her donning the long gowns that snuggly forced her lush tits to almost tumble out of them then after tying her in place I would either rip them off her or cut them away as I tortured her delectable body for hours on end.

I had found another dealer that handled her line of breast bridles and had ordered three models for her one which I had packed along with her specially designed cincher and lingerie for the ceremony later this morning. As per our agreement Jessie kept me apprised of her progress and I felt a deep sense of pride hearing how she was adjusting to servicing members of the same sex as well as handling unexpected situations.

I heard my phone chirp, recognized Jessie's ring tone and touching the switch on the dash answered, "Yeah Jessie?"

"Just a quick update Jack, she spent the night chained at the foot of our bed and I really worked Maria over but good. She's ready for the test, how soon will you be in town?" the other Dom asked.

"I'm just exiting off the 233 exit now Jessie."I replied warmly.

The other Dom chuckled and he quipped, "Can you find your way to where we had the party?"

"Oh hell yes, in my sleep." I retorted with resolve.

"Cool. I'll bring the girls and be there in half an hour. Make sure you hide your car and Tony will take care of the rest." The other Dom assured him.

I found the house in about fifteen minutes and parked my car behind a screen of hedges then moved to the house where the Negro man met me with a warm smile and a welcome cup of coffee. He led me down a set of steps to the basement and pressing a button concealed under a table accessed a long passageway. I gave him a sly look and he retorted." This accesses the old waste oil tank that they had under the implement dealership. I cleaned it out; steam cleaned it and set up a total waxing tank in it. I can dip a female in it and remove every bit of hair from her in about six minutes. Now the heat is a bit intense but I go slowly, allowing them to adjust and usually before it's over the silly sluts are really enjoying it. My sub says it's a very relaxing thing." He chuckled and retorted, "I brought two younger Doms along to roll the wax off Big Tits; they will drive her nuts. You wait and see."

I pumped out my udders as ordered by Jessie and placed the milk in the kitchen fridge before he ordered me to put on my sandals along with my collar and cuffs. I meekly complied and wasn't the least surprised when he loaded us into the back of his Hummer and drove us away from his house about a quarter past eight.

I glanced over at Maria and found her looking back at me as she brought her finger to her lips signaling me not to ask any questions and I swallowed hard wondering just where we were going. It wasn't till we passed the gate to the sprawling metal building for the party that I realized just where we were and a tremor of dread washed over me. I knew who owned this place and the memories of the two encounters I had experienced with Tony were not my most pleasant.

The Hummer rolled through the waiting open door and stopped as I saw the dark skinned man waiting me with a coiled whip in his hand. I fought down the cold chill that coursed through my being as I felt a wave of outright fear wash through me. What had happened, had something happened to Jack? Why did he have a whip and for what purpose?

Jessie opened the door and reaching in he slid his finger through the heavy-duty ring on my collar and pulled me from the seat to all but hurl me to the floor as he growled, "Here she is Tony, she's all yours!"

I struggled to my knees and assuming the required position ignored the chill that lanced through me as the man stepped forward and looked down at me. I kept my eyes lowered knowing full well the cost of not keeping my place. The man produced a leash and attaching it to my collar he drew me to my feet as he snarled, "Follow me you worthless cunt!"

I meekly trailed behind him keeping my hands behind my head as he strode across the room to a door that I didn't recall ever seeing before. Just past the door a set of concrete steps led the way down into a dimly lit storage area that I noticed was converted to a very well stocked discipline chamber. I heard footsteps behind me and seconds later I saw Maria also on a leash being led by Jessie.

There was a sound across the room and I looked up to see two unfamiliar men standing there looking at me with knowing grins on their faces. I quickly lowered my gaze but it was too late as one quipped, "The big titted one looked at us Tony, she gets her tit's worked over by me."

The other one chuckled and retorted, "Fine with me I get her mouth on my cock after her treatment in the tank."

The mention of the word;"tank" brought a low moan from Maria and my fears increased as I wondered just what was in store for me. I didn't have long to wait as Tony lowered a power wench from an overhead I beam with a four foot spreader bar attached. Jessie connected my cuffs to it after checking to make sure they were snug and he double checked the carabineers that held me to the bar before nodding to Tony.

The black man forced a ball gag into my mouth and secured it as he quipped, "Can't have her screaming too much." I felt my body being lifted from the floor and I hung there as Tony flipped a switch on the wall. A six foot diameter metal door built into the floor lifted on hydraulic pistons and when it did the heat and bright glow from the opening filled the chamber.

I stared at the glowing opening and then back at Jessie. My mind went into overdrive as I wondered what they were going to do with me. Tony pushed my helpless form across the floor and as he did the heat rose around me. I looked down past my jutting breasts at the glowing blue contents of the pit and felt my stomach rumble in utter terror.

I franticly looked at Maria and found her looking back at me. She could clearly see the growing panic in my eyes then to my stunned disbelief she smiled and winked at me. Toni's voice came from a foot or so away as he spoke, "The first few seconds of a wax dipping can be the most frightening. The wax is not hot enough to burn but it takes a real pain slut to enjoy the way it feels. Most subs have an orgasm at some point when they try it. Let's see how many times this cock hungry slut comes."

I silently observed from the shadows as the hoist slowly lowered Big Tits into the hot paraffin. I could see every expression on her face as her taunt body was eased downward, the wax enveloping her feet. Tony stopped the hoist allowing her to adjust to it as we had agreed. There was a mixture of anxiety and disbelief on her face as the heat penetrated her lower limbs and then with a soft sigh of resignation she let her body go limp.

Tony gave me thumbs up and I nodded back as he allowed the hoist to lower her voluptuous body into the tank inch by inch until it covered her lush breasts. He waited a few seconds then reversed the direction lifted her from the glowing wax, leaving a thin coating of blue film encasing her form.

He used a gloved hand to push her away from the opening and then lowered the lid before moving to her and cupping her chin in his hand made her look at him as he insisted, "Are you damaged wench?"

Big Tits swallowed hard and shook her head to the negative as he turned to the two men and decreed, "You want her; you roll off the wax."

I glared at Maria as I tried in vain to get her attention, the residual heat from the tank was still radiating through my body. I had used every ounce of resolve to comply with my master's orders and now this? The heat radiating from the wax had heated the rings through my outer labia to the point that they were all but searing my clit and the sensation of the liquid as it hardened on my sensitive flesh had driven me over the edge. The heat to my barbell studs had aroused me beyond belief as well.

I somehow managed to control my body but never the less the orgasm rocketed through my form like a tidal wave and only the gag in my mouth had kept me silent. Even as the men moved their hands over my warm glowing flesh I wondered how was I to hold back the growing tidal wave of raw sexual need that still held me in its grasp.

I was offered no respite as the two men went to work with an enthusiasm that let me know they were old hands at this. For some unknown reason my entire body was hypersensitive to their touch as they rolled the wax from my delectable curves.

I shivered as the two strangers worked systematically rolling the blue soft wax from my body, even as they worked it down my full udders towards my nipples I knew I was in trouble. The slight tugging at my flesh was sending jolts of sexual delight through my breasts straight to my brain and I bit down hard on the gag as I fought to remain motionless. The man on my right tugged the blue wax from my stud adorned nipple and when he did a jolt of bliss shot through me like a bolt of electricity.

I shivered under his touch as the pleasure in my pussy built and I tried desperately to focus on anything, anything at all that would stop this. I could not fail my master. Not this close to the collaring ceremony that would make me his property! I blinked back tears as I looked over at Maria and found her looking at me with heart- felt compassion and empathy in her eyes. I suddenly realized that she had been through this ordeal herself and knew first- hand what I was experiencing.

I had known Big Tits long enough that I could read her body language like a book and I felt a stab of sympathy for her. Tony had assured me that there was no way any woman had ever been through a wax dipping and not had at least one orgasm. I had seen the tell tale undulation of her hips in the assent ion from the tank and knew that her hard fought battle with her own body had cost her dearly. But the true test was still to come and I felt confident that she would be the woman I had come to love and trust.

I remained motionless in the darkness and observed as the two younger Dom's worked the wax from her stomach and dropped it into the catch containers before starting on her lower body. I smiled as she let her head drop back in order not to see what they were doing. She was fighting desperately to maintain her last vestiges of control. I had to admire and respect her efforts to keep her word to me, in spite of her setbacks.





My Lactation Slave Ch. 04



I watched as Jack slipped his fingers through the smaller ring that was custom fit to meet the very edge of my areoles and grasped my thick dark nipples. Holding one firmly he pressed the smaller ring back forcing the dozen or so tiny pins into the sensitive flesh of my udder. I groaned and trembled as the sharp needles dug into my sensitive flesh then he pressed harder forcing them in. I shuddered under his grasp as he gripped my other nipple and again forced the ring in place making my nipples stick out obscenely through the rings.

I trembled and whimpered, "Please Master; mercy, please!" Two of the Dom's grasped my arms and held me as Jessie drew the straps tight driving the other needles into the base of my generous milk bags. I heard the men commenting on how nice my tits looked pressing around the leather straps that held my tits in place.

I felt the men lifting my arms and then I realized that I was standing between two large pillars that were about twelve feet apart. In mere seconds my shackled wrists were clipped to carabineers attached to lengths of aluminum chain and there was the sound of a whirring electric motor as I was drawn off the floor, my arms taunt.

I looked down and saw the way the weight of my udders was forcing the pins in the smaller ring to dig ever deeper into my flesh as my slender legs were spread wide and connected to more lengths of chain keeping my pussy and asshole exposed. I hung there spread out like a human X for several long moments as Jack moved about my helpless form caressing my body openly as the men watched with eyes filled with raw lust and anticipation.

Turning away from me he spoke with firm resolve, "Alright fellow Doms, the test now begins. You have two hours as agreed on. Earlier you drew numbers to determine which team you are on. The assigned tools are laid out on the table behind her. You may target her tits, pussy and ass as well as inner thighs; nothing above the shoulders or below the knees. She is allowed to cum at will, however if she uses her safe word it ends. I have written it on the dry marker board so all can see it plainly. She may beg for mercy and ask you to stop but unless she calls out "Snowball" you may continue for the full time allowed. You may use her pussy and mouth if you like but no anal, understand?"

I heard his words and felt a wave of abject terror sweep over me, I knew that one of the Doms was female and I remembered her from the party all too well. I shivered then gasped as the sleep mask was placed over my eyes and all I had was my sense of hearing and feeling.

I glanced at the wall clock and was surprised that twenty minutes had passed since the first team had started working over Big Tits. I had anticipated that they would focus on her big cow tits however I hadn't figured on them taking turns sucking her dry in the process. I had been allowed to select three of the other subs to keep me company while I monitored the guys working over my slave and I took a seat across the room where I could observe them in action.

Thad was a most diligent Dom and he had insisted that I keep his slut Heather busy. I accepted the glass of wine from the busty dark haired English lass and drew her into my lap to fondle her pert 34DD's as I watched her Dom lay the flyswatter to Big Tits harnessed udders making them judder on her chest as she moaned and begged for mercy.

I smiled as Heather eased forward bringing her bright red nipple to my mouth, she had been hinting that she was quite open to be fucked and I had the distinct impression that Maria had been gossiping with the other subs. I teased her nipples with my tongue and she blushed in eagerness as she sighed, "My Master would not want his friend neglected Master jack. You may use me as you desire."

I hefted her plump firm breast in my palm and laved my tongue around her nipple as she shivered and whispered, "Please Master Jack, allow me to pleasure you, please?"

I nodded and spoke;"You may suck me wench but don't swallow it." Heather scrambled to her feet and had my slacks open in mere seconds.

I had fully expected that I would be put through my paces so to speak but this was far beyond what I imagined. Never in all the months we had spent together had my master ever allowed a stranger to ever discipline my body and yet underneath all the anxiety that washed over me I felt this warm glow of growing need to indeed prove to myself that I could handle whatever Jack might demand of me.

My pert backside was no doubt a bright pink by now as evidenced by the warmth that radiated from it. I had no way of knowing what they were using on my jutting udders but whatever it was it was working those damn needles into my areoles with a delicious anguish that was hurtling me towards an orgasm that I needed desperately.

I also was learning that my begging and pleading for mercy only added to my tormentor's pleasure as they paused to caress and torment my nipples tugging them out from my chest making me squeal with renewed torment. I could feel the needles digging into the base of my rapidly filling udders as the stimulation brought about by the Dom's. The growing fire in my generous E's was radiating through my torso now and yet I knew all too well that this was only the beginning.

I was grateful for the blindfold because I knew that without it I would be looking at the men torturing me and that would only bring me more severe punishment. A different sound caught my attention and suddenly I couldn't breathe as the red hot fire exploded in my obscenely stretched pussy. I shook my head in acute desperation as I pulled in vain at my bonds as the air returned to my lungs and my scream of agony filled the room.

Even as I voiced my anguish the thick flared tip of a male organ engaged between my pain filled labia and with one savage lunge the man drove his shaft deep into my tightness. Seconds later the paddle again landed on my ass as I grunted in effort to handle this dual assault. The impact of the blow to my exposed pussy numbed the nerves for a few moments then as the feeling returned I howled in anguish as the man brutally rammed in again harder and full length grazing my cervix.

I rocked my hips on him as best I could, needing the relief his plundering of my body gave me. I thought my udders would be spared but to my dismay fingers seized my out thrust nipples and holding them in place something landed on the upper surfaces that stung like hell. The men were joking and commenting about the way my body was marked as they relished in my abuse. I knew full well that by the time I was escorted to the collaring ceremony my body would be bruised and marked for all to see and enjoy.

I faintly heard a bell go off somewhere and seconds later the abuse ceased as I heard Jack's voice across the large room instructing the second group to begin. I barely heard the words when something landed across my right udder and I swore it felt like a razor slicing open my flesh. I screamed in utter terror as my other breast felt like it was sliced open as well and tried to escape my bonds. I fought wildly for several long moments then discovered that the Dom's were all watching me and I went limp. In seconds one Dom was checking my pulse and he informed Jack that I was still conscious. I managed to lift my head and I whimpered, "Water, please kind sir."

Even across the room I heard her plea and I nodded to Jessie who moved to her and held a glass of ice water to her swollen lips. She drank it down thirstily then thanked him as I waved my hand and Mistress Candy again wielded the crop with lazar like precision. I watched in delight as the leather clad dominatrix laid the leather pad of the crop right on the helpless woman's right nipple and the spontaneous results were magnificent to behold.

Bit Tit's voluptuous form went rigid as she tensed every muscle in her body and the gut wrenching scream she emitted almost made me cum in Heather's skilled mouth. I bit my lip and fought for control as Monique knelt to take her friend's place. I shook my head and the cocoa colored young woman eagerly straddled my lap and without any hesitation impaled herself on my throbbing man meat. I held her in place as she lifted her right breast to my mouth and I seized her dark thick nipple.

Her low moan wafted across my cheek as she whispered, "Please master Jack, fuck this black bitch. Fill her with your white cum!"

I chuckled and retorted, "Now Monique, are you wanting to be my obedient little black slave girl?"

She grinned and glancing over at Tony she hissed, "O yas massa. Please don hurt this po black girl, treat he good an she wi make you happy sho nuff!'

I giggled at her open flirting and grasping her slender waist I lifted her a bit and dropped her again on my shaft as she went wide eyed and hissed, "Oh sweet Jesus, I'll be yo black wench all day if you do that!"

She grinned and went to work bouncing on my man root like a woman with a plan.

I smiled watching as the crop came down on target driving the ring back into my slut's lush breast as she cried out in agony, "OOOOOOO Please Sir show mercy! Please!" The crop changed to her other breast as she howled in agony, "AHhhhhhhh Gawwwwwddddd!"

I watched as the busty dominatrix dropped to one knee before the bound woman and expertly flipping the crop around drove the carved ivory handle into Big Tit's waxed pussy past her silver rings as the woman shook and jerked under her assault.

"YEAAAAAAAAA!" she screamed as she bucked lewdly on the shaft in her twat as the woman worked it vigorously in her tightness.

I had lost count of how many lashes I took on my ass and tits. It was quite obvious that these men were highly skilled and determined to put my body through the test to make sure I was worthy of Jack. I hung there panting and moaning in total anguish knowing that there would be no time outs or blue lights this time. The usual sharp ache of my now fully engorged udders was a mere residual sensation buried under the raw burning fire in my backside and tits.

The needles in both the inner and outer rings of the harness were now fully embedded in my lush cow tits and I was dreading the time when they would be forced from my flesh. I was going to bare these marks to the collaring ceremony like a badge of honor, a symbol of my true submission to my master's needs.

I felt male fingers moving between my obscenely spread thighs and seconds later they had found my rings and were holding me wide open. There was a strange sound and the pain exploded in my spread pussy without warning. I arched my back in reflex thrusting out my captured udders as the blond woman in leather guided her crop right on my swollen throbbing clit taking my breath away. I shuddered and catching my breath I let the scream of raw agony fill the room as I pleaded, "Please NOOOOOO!" 

I watched in eager anticipation as Mistress K laid the crop to Big Tit's spread cunt. The two subs that held her wide open seemed a bit edgy having their fingers in such close proximity to the crop and yet they remained in place kneeling on either side of the suspended brunette as the blond lightly, yet resolutely rained strokes on her exposed clit. I smiled as I watched the way my slave's body jerked and wreathed in utter torment knowing that in just a few minutes I was going to see a fantasy of my own filled and she was going to provide it for me.

The other Doms watched in amused delight as Melinda's voluptuous body wreathed and twisted in vain as the crop landed on her exposed sex. Her cries and pleading for mercy went unheeded as her lush breasts bounced in the bridle driving the needles ever deeper into her well marked milk bags. I stood and moving to kneel beside Lady K I watched as the crop lightly kissed the glistening dripping flesh of my slave's pussy. She looked over at me and I nodded indicating she should finish her.

There was both respect and delight in her eyes as she increased the intensity making Big Tits wail in agony as she begged for mercy she would never receive. However the dominatrix knew her subject well and four strokes later Big Tit's entire body went rigid as her orgasm hit her like a firestorm.

I watched along with the other Doms as the naked woman's body quivered and jerked trapped in her vortex of sexual release. Almost two minutes passed before she went limp, totally exhausted by her ordeal. Glancing at the clock on the wall I nodded to Tony and he got Jessie's attention. The two of them and I had planned this next event at length and they were both eager to assist me in making it happen.

I pointed at the two video cameras making sure they were properly focused on the spread eagled woman before I turned to make sure that Thad, the club physician was on hand just in case. The lab coated physician smiled at me from where he sat getting a nice BJ from Tammy, his sub and I in turned waved to my fellow co conspirators.

The first thing I recalled was the fact that my poor cunt was no longer on fire and that I was being allowed a short reprieve from the almost unending punishment I had been under for heaven only knew how long. Had they satisfied themselves that I was able to handle the discipline they wanted, or were they just regrouping for more?

I didn't have long to wait and when the unfamiliar male hands touched my aching abused body I almost broke into tears. I knew what was impending and this was far more than I had anticipated. The fingers deftly were unbuckling the shoulder straps to the breast bridle. The tension eased from my shoulders and when it did the weight of my milk swollen breasts drove the lower studs deeper into my tender swollen flesh. But I had seen enough of this to know that what was ahead of me was nothing less than sheer agony.

Thad sighed in delight as his slut licked him clean and meekly tucked his man root back in his slacks. The physician had silently watched the entire two hours that the busty woman had hung suspended off the floor and had admired the way in spite of her natural instincts to evade the strokes of the crop and flogger had not once used her safe word. Getting to his feet he picked up his medical kit and moved to where she hung shivering and trembling in the last throes of her orgasm.

He knew too what jack wanted and had suggested that he assist in it in order to minimize any possible damage to her lush body. He watched as the two men freed the straps from the pin lined bridle and let the straps hang down between her trapped udders. Slipping on some latex gloves the physician knelt beside the helpless woman and nodding at Tony he pressed in at the base of each breast easing the pins from her marked milk bags.

I felt the skilled fingers easing my milk swollen breast free of the sharp metal and then the tension across my back eased as well. The fingers lifted my udders as another hand tugged the large rings free, the tips of the pins scraping across my battered flesh. I whimpered knowing that the worst was yet to come.

I watched as Thad let Melinda's generous udders hang naturally from her chest as Tony and Jessie worked the larger rings off her full ripe tits. Thad lifted a single finger and the two stopped as he gathered the four leather straps in his hand and lifted them, turning to me as he did. He nodded and I stepped up to take them from his hand. Turning he examined the smaller rings noting that the pins in them were fully imbedded in the edges of Big Tit's areoles. He smiled and holding his finger to his lips he mouthed, "On three."

The weight of the leather and metal bridle moved from my shoulders to tug at my milk swollen breasts. Even as the rings slid off my abused flesh I felt the weight focus on the pins that were buried in my tender areoles. I waited my eyes shut tight behind my blindfold knowing that this was no doubt the one thing that might break me. I felt the tension on the bridle ease slightly then without any warning the smaller rings were ripped from my breasts, the needles pulled out with one vicious yank!

I grasped the harness in my hand and nodded as Thad held up first one, then two and on three I savagely ripped the bridle free watching as her blood flecked udders elongated as the pins momentarily refused to give up their hold then they came free making her udders bounce and judder on her chest as her gut wrenching scream filled the room.

My head dropped back as I thrust out my chest attempting in vain to compensate for the strain on my aching abused udders as I felt every needle rip from my big full tits. The pain was utterly intense and consuming as it raged through my chest and seemed to rocket straight to my swollen pouting pussy. Even as my udders bounce on my chest I felt the most intense wave of sensation crash over me like a tidal wave and I screamed out my pleasure mere seconds before everything went black.

Things began to come back into focus a bit later and I became aware that I was laying on a bed with the physician that did my piercings looking down at me. I groaned as his skilled hands moved over my tormented form as he spoke to who I assumed was Jack a few feet away.

"She's undamaged but she'll be hurting for a few days, I can safely say she went right to the edge Jack. I think she could use some rest and something for the aches she's going to have for the ceremony. You don't want her going out on you."

I lifted my head and managed to whisper, "I will be there if I have to crawl. I will not fail my Master."

I heard her soft decree and smiled as I leaned over her and turning her face to meet mine I spoke, "You have pleased me well Big Tits, you have time to rest now before I send Monique and Maria to help you prepare for the ceremony. Now sleep." I saw the syringe in the physician's hands and then watched as he jabbed it into her thigh and seconds later she was out.

I looked up at the lab coat garbed man and asked, "Is she really okay Doc?"

The man nodded and replied, "Yeah but her tits and pussy will be tender for a few days. Go easy on inserting her rings later, okay? A nice long soak in a hot tub will do wonders for her though."

I nodded and made a mental note to make sure that happened as soon as possible as I inquired, "Can she tolerate a public milking?"

The man turned and leaning down he examined her well marked milk bags then her swollen nipples before responding, "She should be able to handle that, but use the cups, not the cylinders. Damn it's going to hurt."

I waited till he left the room before slipping onto the bed and gathering her slumbering form into my arms to kiss her.

4-2

You know how it is, you let your mind wonder and you ponder the possibilities and the various options that may form and yet when it comes right down to it you usually discover that what is reality is far beyond what you even imagined. I woke to discover I was resting quietly on a large bed with Maria and Monique watching over me. I moved carefully expecting my poor body to scream in protest but was quite pleased when I found that I still hurt but near as badly as I remembered. My ears perked up when I heard Monique quip, "Well you have to admit that this is the first time a Dom has used a stage to collar a slave." I fought down the rush hearing the word "stage" conjuring up images of a Broadway production theater. Surely Jack wasn't doing something like that, besides that was far too extravagant; unless it was for a slave sale or something...

I rolled over and swinging my feet over the side of the bed I looked over at Maria and caught the gleam in her eyes as a shiver coursed through me. Something was wrong, seriously wrong; I had this gut feeling that couldn't be denied. I cast a look filled with utter terror her way as I begged, "Maria please, has Jack sold me to someone else?"




My Lactation Slave Ch. 04



The look in her eyes was one of shock and bewilderment, "Sold you? Jack selling the woman he loves? Are you out of your pain loving, cock hungry, lactating mind? Hell no girlfriend! You just relax and enjoy this day. Believe me your going to remember it a long time!"

I again surveyed the décor of the room and nodded in approval. In most respects it appeared just as I wanted and Big Tits would have no regrets about what transpired here today. The dozen plush leather chairs for the Dom's sat in a semi circle with plush satin pillows for their subs to kneel on next to each chair about the large raised platform on which the bondage horse was mounted and covered with a single white satin sheet.

The room was lit with soft candle light as soft classical music flowed from the hidden sound system. Three video cameras would record the entire ceremony for posterity and the next room was set up for the evening long reception and discipline play session to follow. The local club had volunteered to host the event and I had gladly agreed to allow them to do so.

The judge, a local Dom himself was waiting in his black robes on the platform chatting with Tony as I heard my name called. Jessie approached me and quipped;"Well it looks like everyone is here. You have all four rings?"

I patted my white leather jacket pocket and nodded as he grinned and informed me, "She's much better Jack; she just needed a bit to get her shit together."

I blew out a slow deep breath of relief and retorted, "And she still has no idea what's all going on?"

Jessie grinned and shook his head, "Not yet."

I grinned back and pumped my hand in the air as I growled, "YES! Let's do this!"

There was no doubt in my mind that my master was up to something, but whatever it was I knew I had to trust him to do what was best for both of us. I spent about thirty minutes in a long hot shower relieving the aches and pains I had accumulated as I examined the fresh lines and marks across my generous udders and pert ass. It didn't matter what Jack had selected me to wear; everyone was going to see my abused body.

I stepped out of the large stall and found Maria and Monique waiting me with hot towels and from that point on I was under their care and supervision. I was oiled, perfumed and powdered then led into the bedroom where I discovered a large carton waiting me.

It felt a bit strange having two other naked women waiting on me hand and foot and yet it made me feel special that they would do this for me; especially since I was a relatively new comer to their ranks. I stared in awe as Monique lifted the satin lined white leather cup-less cincher from the carton and laid it on the bed as Maria eased the matching white lace patterned stockings up my womanly thighs.

I sat on the bed and waited as she eased them up my legs and then she indicated I should stand up. Grabbing the bedpost I managed to get to my feet in spite of the aches and twinges, oh god I was going to hurt tomorrow! I heard the dusky skinned sub sigh, "You are so damn lucky, I heard Tony say that Jack spent a small fortune on this outfit. You're going to look so hot! Besides, you get to fuck that big horse dick every day; you lucky bitch!"

I glanced over at her and grinned as I responded:"You got a ride?"

The woman's eyes went wide as she gushed, "Oh Jesus Christ did I ride! He had me coming in about five strokes of his cock; I can't even imagine what it's like up your ass girl."

I grinned and retorted, "Well it's a real experience believe me, the first time I thought he wasn't going to fit." Monique eased the white leather in place about my trim waist and gave the ends to Maria who started lacing up the back as Monique eased my marked udders into place as she quipped," You feel heavy, are you filling up?"

I nodded and answered, "Yes, by the time we get to the ceremony I'll be more than ready to be pumped out." The young woman knelt before me and secured the stockings in place then standing up she returned to the case where she lifted out four white leather cuffs for my wrists and ankles. I smiled as I nodded in delight, "My God he is doing this right. What else is in there anyway?" She merely grinned and shook her head, I had to wait. I watched in the large mirror as Monique slid the layered white lace skirt about my waist and used the silver satin sash to tie it in place. I instantly recognized the design from the black one I had worn the night Jack had returned from his business trip.

Minutes later Maria applied my makeup finishing with a coat of glossy ruby red lip gloss then going to the doorway she opened it and admitted Jessie who promptly proceeded to inspect me with a critical eye. I stood motionless as he moved around me then nodding with approval he dismissed the two and then took a seat on the bed.

I waited anxiously as he gave me a piercing look then inquired, "Big Tits I must confess that you handled this afternoon better than I thought you would. However, I must ask you a couple of questions before you go any further. I have worked with Jack in both a professional and personal level for over a long period of time. He's a good man and the two of you seem to get along well. That being said I have to ask this. Why do you want to wear his collar?"

I knew that as Jack's friend as well as a fellow Dom he deserved an answer and with a soft sigh I knelt before him. Bowing my head I asked, "Permission to speak Master Jessie?"

"By all means Big Tits." He replied warmly.

"When I met Jack on line he was looking for a simple lactation slave, however he wasn't a Dom by any definition I knew. We met and in the course of that weekend we found in each other something rare and beautiful. I led him through the door into BDSM and he let me bloom into the woman I am today.

This collaring by no means says I have arrived, in fact to me it's the first step in a journey that will take me places that I can't even imagine right now. But I want to do that with Jack, because first off I trust him, secondly he allows me the opportunity to stretch myself outside the life I knew before, and then there's the fact that I love him. I may only be his lactations slave but he's the man I want to share this journey with, no one else.

Should he choose not to collar me I will remain with him for as long as he wishes, then I will do something else. However that will not stop my loving him as a man because I want to be his, in every way possible. My heart and soul are in his very hands Master Jessie."

I waited as the older man sat totally silent for several long moments then he declared;"I have weighed your words carefully Slave and they ring true as well forged steel. Stand before me."

I stood and placed my hands behind my head as was fitting and watched as Jessie picked up the rose from the pillow and a piece of wide white and silver ribbon. I remembered what Jack had ordered and tipping my hips forward waited as Jessie slid the thorn crusted rose stem between my ring adorned labia. He then worked the ribbon through the two rings and tied it in a nice bow. I could feel every thorn on the branch as he drew the sides closed but remained in place. He smiled in approval and then removed a bag from the side pocket of his slacks and untying it tipped it into his palm. I saw the gleam of brightly polished silver and wondered what it was. He smiled and commanded, "Hold out those big cow tits slut!"

I blushed and complied hefting my lush udders in my palms. His skilled fingers rolled my sore swollen nipples till they stood out hard and firm then he showed me what he had in his hand. The silver butterfly was about two inches across; it's wings spring-loaded at the base where it met the intricately carved body of the insect. He turned it over in his fingers and I saw that a tube, about an inch long was attached to the base and was cut up the long axis of the tube.

By pressing on the wings the tube opened and I discovered that the inside of the tube was lined with dozens of tiny sharp nibs. He slid the tube down the length of my nipple and let it close as my eyes went wide in surprise. The little nubs didn't really hurt but I sure knew they were there! I remained motionless as Jessie slid the second butterfly in place then told me to move my hands. I did and the effect was felt almost immediately. The weight made the nubs dug into my nipples and I shuddered as my pussy grew wet in mere seconds.

Jessie grinned and said, "Almost done." I nodded and then took a slow calming breath as he reached in his other pocket and produced a special leash that connected to the butterflies.

I couldn't help but grin before he cupped my face in his palm and then he kissed me. Not a commanding over bearing kiss but like a big brother telling his little sister good bye and I blinked my eyes at him in bewilderment as he eased away and grinned. "Damn it to hell Jack is one lucky son of a bitch! Treat him right Melinda, he's a good man!" with that he turned away to lead me to my master.

I kept my eyes lowered as Jessie led me from the room back out into the hallway where I found two shroud garbed male figures waiting. The pair bracketed me as we moved down the wide passageway. I could hear soft classical music and then saw the flickering of shadows through the opening of a pair of double doors ahead. We turned into them and I bit my lips as I took in what of the room I could. The walls were of soft crème brocade, the floor a deep crimson.

Over a hundred candles illuminated the room and I meekly trailed Jessie between two leather chairs about twelve feet apart across the floor where I discovered Jack standing waiting for me. I felt Jessie lightly touch my shoulder and I stopped at the base of the three steps that led up to the platform as he spoke loudly," Master Jack, I present to you for your consideration Big Tits to be your collared lactation slave."

I waited as Jack turned from his place on the platform and descending the steps he moved to where I stood. He walked around me, inspecting me for any damage then spoke in a clear cool voice, "Is this your desire Big Tits?"

A shiver coursed through me as I took a slow calming breath and replied, "Yes Master Jack. This unworthy slut begs you accept her into your house as your lactation sex slave."

I paused and looking at Jessie I decreed, "Let it be established that this slut is indeed lactating. Milk her, now!" Jessie tugged on her leash where upon she was led up on the platform where two other Doms pulled the cover off the device on the stage. She gasped discovering it was the same discipline table we had seen at the club mere weeks ago. In moments she was secured in place and Jessie eased the sterling silver butterflies from her thick nipples. I silently observed as positioned the two transparent cups over her newly marked udders.

I knew that the tugging and surging of the pumps at her nipples was going to be excruciating to say the least after all the abuse she had suffered. I laid a calming hand on her lace covered bottom and she shivered as she whispered low and sweet, "Thank you for touching me Master Jack."

The pumps came to life under the table and I gritted my teeth as a low groan of pure agony escaped my lips. Jack's gentle, yet commanding touch was a god send as I felt my milk let down then started to flow through my nipples and into the transparent tubes. I laid my head on the padded surface of the table unable to stop tears knowing that I suffered for the pleasure of the man I loved. I would endure anything for him, no matter the cost.

I remained in place as the thorns from the rose stabbed deep into my labia, tiny drops of blood appearing on my creamy skin. I heard Jack's voice from behind me, "The slut is indeed producing milk Master Jessie. See to it that all our guests get a sample to taste as witness to her lactation."

"Yes Master Jack. Do you wish to inspect her further?" Jessie inquired loudly for all to hear.

I held my breath as I heard Jack speak, "Yes. I would check out the tightness of her cunt and ass to ascertain her quality in pleasuring me as her Dom."

I caught a glimpse of Jessie walking around me and then I felt the sections of my skirt being parted and set aside. His fingers found the silver ribbon as the two strangers grasped my thighs the men spreading my helpless thighs wide. I felt Jessie tug the ribbon open and then he drew the thorny rose stem from the entrance to my pussy. The relief from the searing agony was short lived as I heard Jessie speak, "Tit Slut, Slave Monique; open her pussy rings for Master Jack."

A wave of acute humiliation coursed through me as I felt their fingers find my rings and then drew them wide stretching out my labia giving Jack access to my cock hungry cunt. I took a slow easy breath knowing that Jack was going to fill me totally. I felt the thick crown of his massive ivory shaft engage in my lower passage and then his hands grasped my indented waist seconds before he drove full length into my helpless form.

I rocked my hips back as best I could. Taking every inch of him into my tightness as a low moan escaped my lips. The surging at my nipples combined with the fullness in my sheath had me riding the crest of a tsunami of sexual need that filled me with shame. I had come too far now to lose it in front of all these Doms!

I quivered under Jack's assault and did my best to ignore the raw lust and need I managed to keep in check all week. I breathed a sigh of relief when he withdrew from my waxed tightness and declared, "Her pussy is excellent. I am pleased." The pumps were shut off and Tony pulled them from my abused nipples as I whimpered in discomfort.

I heard a murmur from the guests as Jack ordered me to stand. I meekly complied as he commanded, "Prepare her." I stood motionless as Monique reached down and untied the silver sash that held the skirt in place. Tit Slut took it in hand and stepped away as I heard Jack speak;"You have one last orifice to give me slut. You will give it before these honored guests."

I glanced over my shoulder to discover my master was lying on the bench, his thick ivory man shaft being held upright in Tit Slut's small fingers. I instantly knew what was expected of me and carefully I straddled his supine form positioning my body over his. I knew all too well that everyone in the room had a clear view of the thick dark crown of Jack's monster cock poised under my pert ass and with a deep relaxing breath I eased downwards feeling it press against my anus.

Normally Jack would ram his cock into me but this time I had to do the work as Tit Slut held him erect. The pressure built then my rectum gave way and his shaft thrust into my rear passage as I whimpered in a mixture of humiliation and relief. A soft cry escaped my lips as I eased down impaling myself on his thickness until my buttocks rested on Jack's slacks. Even as my cry filled the air loud applause of approval filled the room as a male voice urged, "Ream out her ass good Jack, Fill her tight ass!"

I had to admit it felt like coming home feeling Big Tit's buttocks slap against my hips. The intense heat of her pussy had been like a blast furnace and hearing her whimper and moan under me was the sweetest music I had ever heard. I reached up and caressed her leather covered back as she whispered "May this worthless whore ride you Master?"

I chuckled as I replied, "Not this time wench. You have a cock to clean right now." She nodded and slowly raised her hips upwards letting my thickness evacuate her rear passage. I waited as she stood then swinging her stocking clad leg to the side she knelt before the table and spoke clearly so all could hear, "Master Jack this humble slave begs permission to clean you with her mouth."

I lifted my head and smiling at her replied, "Clean it well slut!"

I watched as Melinda moved up and grasping my rock hard shaft in her hand she pursed her lips and eased her mouth down over my soiled shaft. She brazenly lifted her eyes and looking me square in the face she winked as she drove her head down on me hungrily removing every trace of her from my shaft. I fought back the smile that wanted to burst forth knowing that she was passing this final test with all the gusto and spirit that I knew she had untapped in her.

The assembled guests were silent as she labored tirelessly until I reached down and touched her head with my hand. She sat back as I stood and tucking my still hard shaft away I reached down and drew her to her feet.

I took a single finger and placing it under her chin lifted her head up to where her eyes met mine before speaking so all could hear, "Big Tits you have proven yourself as one worthy of the position as Mistress of my house and as the sole lactation slave I have sought for. Do you still at this time desire to be my exclusive property?"

She blinked up at me and ignoring the anguish in her lush breasts she answered, "Yes Master Jack. I eagerly give myself to you without reservation."

"Very well," I decreed," Let it be so noted and witnessed by all present that this day Melinda Shaeleen Graham hereafter known as Big Tits has offered herself to me; Jackson Travis Stone to be my companion and lactation slave. As such I hereby accept her as my property and forthwith place upon her body my symbols of ownership."

I trembled at his words knowing that my fate from this day forward was sealed, Melinda Graham no longer existed. I was Big Tits and until the day I drew my last breath I belonged to this lean powerful man that even now moved to stand before me. I mutely observed as Jessie presented Jack with a black leather case and opening the lid I saw the two gleaming silver rings that would be placed through the vertical holes just behind my dark thick nipples.

I swallowed hard acutely aware of Jack's touch as he lifted the first ring and bringing it to my right breast he unlocked it. Tugging out my elongated nubbin he slid the ring through the opening with little effort. It tugged deliciously at my flesh and I felt a shiver of delight course through my body knowing I was one step closer to belonging to this man I adored. I fought down the residual pain of my discipline session knowing that I had to make this work!

The ring locked shut and Jack rotated it till the seam was inside my body before he reached for the second ring. I waited eagerly, this was what I had longed for almost from the day I had moved into his house and now at last I would belong to him. He took the second ring and opening it he grasped my other nipple to draw it away from my chest stretching out my udder into a cone of creamy tit flesh.

I held my breath as I felt the tapered edge glide out of sight under my breast for a few seconds then reappear on the top side of my areole. Jack slipped the catch closed and then he rotated it to match the first ring before stepping back behind me where Jessie handed him a two inch wide white satin lined leather collar. I remained motionless as he lowered it over my head and then with a single motion he slid it about my slender throat and locked it in place as the guests applauded lustily. I fought back the tears as my new master stepped up beside me as a male figure in a black robe unexpectedly appeared from behind a curtain.

I stared at the man for several long moments then turned bewildered eyes to Jack to discover him smiling back with knowing eyes as the robed man calmly spoke, "Big Tits, you have received Master Jack's symbols of dominance and authority over you as his lactation slave. However there are two more rings he wishes to give you today.




My Lactation Slave



I got my nipples rock hard and picking up the spoon brought it down on my left udder with a solid, "WHAP!" The sting brought a low groan from my lips as I felt the delicious pain radiate from my breast to my aching cunt. Without a second thought I switched hands and again brought the spoon to my other udder with a second solid stroke as I whimpered.

I could clearly see on the screen the light pink marks on Melinda's flawless creamy udders and I licked my lips discovering that I was wishing I was there to take over the task at hand. I had never even considered disciplining a woman's breasts before yet seeing the way this wanton wench relished in it was both awe inspiring and totally erotic. It was becoming easier to understand why a man would want to dominate and control a woman; especially one as eager to please as Melinda.

Her bright red lacquered nails gripped her nipples and she tugged at them, stretching out her lush udders towards the camera before she again brought the spoon to the tender flesh of her swollen creamy tits. I took a sip of my soda and asked, "How does it feel slut?"

Her voice was raw with lust as she whimpered, "Oh Sir it hurts so good, may I continue, please?"

I nodded replying, "Lift your tits by the nipples using your fingernails when you target the undersides, wench!"

Looking up into the cam she licked her lips and inquired, "Are you sure you've never been a Dom? You sure are getting into this fast."

I chuckled and retorted, "I guess it's just natural for a man to want to control a beautiful sexy woman like you."

She nodded and blushed, "I think we are going to get on splendidly, shall I continue Sir?"

Jack's reference indicating he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me as I brought the spoon again to my milk swollen tits, most men thought I was too top heavy and my figure too curvy for their liking. The pain from the spoon was both delightful and yet only enhanced my need to be fucked, I so hoped that he wasn't just using me, I really liked the way he made me feel and for the first time since I had lost Tom I felt an actual connection to a man.

The last two strokes to my moist nipples almost made me orgasm as Jack watched me shake and quiver before him. He waited until I had caught my breath then he firmly commanded, "Okay bitch, now I want to see you milk those big fat udders! Make the milk squirt from those nipples for me as you ride that dildo!"

His verbal command sent a shiver through me as I reached for the transparent cups and turned on the commercial grade milking pump. I eased the cups over my hurting, throbbing dark nipples and my mouth dropped open in a silent cry of anguish as the powerful suction clamped them down against my udders.

I removed my hands so Jack could view my areoles as they were drawn into the cups by the powerful machine. I could feel my life giving nectar flowing through my ducts and through my nipples as I rocked my hips lewdly on the buzzing shaft in my cunt. My poor brain was in a fog of sexual bliss as I let my hand find my clit and I gently stroked it as I begged, "Oh please Good sir may this whore cum, please?"

I faintly heard Jack's voice grant me permission and seconds later I squealed in total bliss as my first orgasm coursed through my womanly form. Everything from that point on was a blur of sexual pleasure and warmth as I felt the milk flowing from my nipples and through the tubes into the container. I held my tits out to the camera as I rode the dildo shamelessly as Jack called me a slut and a cock hungry whore.

His words were quite true and I had no regrets knowing I was being a total wanton slut, but I was also having the best orgasms I had experienced in months with him. I found myself aching to know what it would be like to actually be with him and have him in total control of my body.

I watched the blue/white fluid flow down the tubes into the catch container from Melinda's swollen udders and licked my lips wanting to taste the sweet essence of her breasts. They juddered on her chest as she shamelessly rode that thick black dildo and the glazed look in her eyes told me she was in total bliss. Her hands squeezed her creamy cantaloupes as she groaned and whimpered, "Oh thank you sir, this wench is so grateful. How may I ever repay your kindness?"

I smiled as I pondered her question and came up with an idea; it was going to be interesting to see just how eager she was to go the distance. I waited as she regained her composure and asked, "Are you about empty now?"

She leaned over and I gasped as the suction cups clung to her nipples, my god I would so love to fuck her like that. She grinned at the camera and insisted, "My husband took me like this all the time. It is so great having a hard cock in you while you're being milked.



The flow has slowed a bit but I'm not quite empty just yet. I can turn up the suction a bit if you like sir. It hurts a bit but I can handle it."

"Yes, do it wench, I like to see you squirm a bit."I insisted. Melinda blushed and complied, watching her swallow hard as the motor's pitch changed and she gasped, "Aw shit!"

Thinking back I don't know why I told Jack that I could turn up the suction but now I realize that I was wondering if he could grasp the fact I needed the added pain to produce more milk. However his command sent a shiver through me and I sat there holding out my almost empty udders to him seeing the glint of lust and desire in his eyes as he viewed my naked body. I rose up on my knees and let the glistening dildo slide from my lower passage and lifting it to my lips started licking my own juices from it as I smiled and insisted, "I wish this was you Sir, I so enjoy sucking a hard cock."

I looked up and let the dildo drop to the floor as I saw the blank, dark screen, Jack was gone! I made a frantic grab for the phone thinking something had happened to his computer only to hear a dial tone. SHIT!

* * *

I was unlocking the front door to my lingerie shop the next morning when I heard the phone ringing. Dropping my bag on the counter I plucked up the phone and answered it to hear a slightly familiar male voice insist, "Hey are you angry with me for last night?"

My mouth dropped open in total bewilderment and surprise as I demanded, "Jack, what on earth, how did you get this number? I tried to call you back but the call wouldn't go through."I insisted anxiously.

His voice was filled with suppressed aggravation as he explained, "I called you on my cell and my PC is hooked up to DSL at the local tower too. Someone was working on the tower and messed it up, so I'm calling you from my office land line. They are supposed to have the tower fixed later this morning, so they say. I'm sorry Melinda, things were just getting interesting."

I giggled and glanced about making sure someone hadn't come in before replying, "Yes indeed it was. I bottled up the milk for you and was thinking about freezing it and sending it to you; if you like."

"No. When I drink your milk it will be directly from your udders cow."He declared firmly.

I gasped, "Jack, what are you saying?"

"I know this is pushing things a bit but if you can get away for a weekend," He responded, "I think we have a good chance of getting on well. I think that will tell us if we have a future together, don't you agree?"



I waited with bated breath as she pondered my suggestion and then I glanced at my watch as I heard the door of her shop chime, everything was right on schedule. I heard a female voice ask for her and she identified herself. I waited patiently then heard her gasp as she exclaimed, "Jack you sent me roses! Oh my God, how did you know my name or my address?"

I chuckled and replied, "Relax Angel, it was very easy. You gave me your first name and that you own a lingerie shop. I Goggled your name along with lingerie in Tulsa and BINGO!, By the way nice web site work, how many can there be in Tulsa? Besides, I felt so badly about last night. It's not proper to screw a lady and run."

I heard the door chime as the delivery girl left as she giggled playfully and sighed, "Care for a rematch tonight?"

I chuckled and replied, "Oh we might chat and get to know each other a bit. The big question here is do you trust me?"

She was silent for several moments then replied, "I'd like to Jack. You have no idea how much."

"Okay, grab a pen and write this down." I heard her move things around then gave her my full name and address before insisting, "Look me up, I want you to feel safe and know I'm being straight with you. If you want to meet I'll set it all up for us. Enjoy the roses Melinda; I'll call you tonight."



The rest of the day seemed like a few brief minutes as I waited on customers and accepted an order from a supplier. By the time I returned home my lush breasts were aching with need to be pumped out and I hurried into my bedroom hoping that Jack would be on line. I sent him a message and slipped on my headset hoping he would be there.

His response was almost instantaneous and in a few moments he was watching me as I undressed down to a mere garter-belt, stockings, and heels. His voice was filled with appreciation as he groaned, "Oh you shameless whore, teasing a poor man like this. I'm keeping score you know!"

I knelt before the cam and looking into his deep blue eyes insisted, "Keeping score, what do you mean?"

"I mean I'm keeping tabs on how you drive me crazy so I can properly discipline you when we get together in about four days."He insisted eagerly.

I gazed at his smiling image on the screen and gasped, "In four days, this weekend; where?" The thought of refusing him hadn't even entered my mind. He winked at me telling me he had reserved us the embassy suite at the most lavish hotel in KC, for the entire weekend. I was stunned and awed at the rapid speed this relationship was progressing. He paused and inquired, "That is if you want to drive halfway to meet me in KC. on Friday afternoon."



I waited as she looked at me in total shock then exclaimed, "Of course I will; what shall I bring with me?"

I chuckled and retorted, "Just one dress for going out and a lot of erotic lingerie, plus your pumps. I will give you instructions on what to wear for the trip to KC."

Her soft giggle preceded her plea, "Sir this lusty wench's udders are so full they hurt; may she pump them out for your pleasure?"

I viewed her delicious body and agreed on the condition that she kept the milk and drank it for me. She made a face but agreed and I grinned at her as she turned on the pumps and brought the transparent plastic cylinders to her swollen leaking nipples. She held the cylinders in place till they had a firm grip then placing her laptop on the floor she knelt on all fours letting her generous udders sway under her as the pumps drained her sweet nectar.

The view was totally decadent as she shimmied her shoulders making her creamy breasts sway under her in full view of the camera as I heard her moan and declare, "Oh God you must promise to fuck me like a bitch in heat when you milk me this weekend. I need my ass beat so badly Sir, please?"

I laughed at her open eagerness to please and retorted, "You shameless whore, by rights I should make you crawl naked around the suite all next weekend. Have you no shame?"

Her eyes gleamed at me in the camera as she smiled back and shook her head, "None Sir, I am a total whore and I obey my Sirs commands."

Thank God I only had four more days of this to endure, my god she was going to pay for this!

Meeting Day

I had placed Melinda's cell phone number in mine set to speed dial 7 and she had mine on hers as well before I left my place that Friday morning. I had three bags packed, one had clothes, the second had my new collection of B&D toys I had purchased on line over the past week and the third clothing bag held a very special dress for Melinda to wear for me.

I had found it in a website that sold clothes for women to wear for parties and clubbing, it was so naughty and daring that I knew she would probably refuse to wear it in public. Not that I cared so much, just having her model it for me would get my crank going. I made sure everything was locked down, loaded the luggage in my Solstice and I hit the road.

The sultry brunette reflected in the mirror smiled coyly and twisted her body at the waist as I took note of how much cleavage my silver gray silk blouse revealed. It was considerable but I had to admit it showed less than my bikini halter I usually wore sunbathing. However the black satin and lace cincher under it was designed to lift and enhance my lush E's leaving my nipples exposed to poke against the fabric of the blouse.

Under my short leather mini skirt I wore only stockings held up by the straps from the cincher and my new silver five inch heels. I felt totally decadent as I looked at the single large wheeled bag that contained my pumps, toys, and lingerie plus a little black dress that would have Jack drooling in no time flat.

I had called the hotel on a whim making sure Jack had actually made the reservations and breathed a sigh of relief assured that he had, however it didn't stop the butterflies from flying around in my stomach as I loaded my little MR2 Spyder and closed the shop door behind me at noon. Ten minutes later Tulsa was behind me and I was headed off for a wild weekend as Jack's sexual submissive wondering what was going to happen when I arrived in Kansas City.

The last two days had been a whirlwind of exchanges between us. For some reason Jack had insisted I send him a detailed account of my ultimate sexual fantasy and I had sat down that Wednesday evening and processed out a five page encounter that I had to admit I had always fantasized about but never had the courage to tell anyone, not even my late husband.

Mainly because Tom had never liked the idea of allowing anyone outside our marriage to know about our lifestyle, but I had no qualms about it as long as they were discrete. I smiled to myself remembering how Jack had reacted when I had asked him if he had read it and he grinned asking me if I was really that submissive. I told him that as long as it was discreet and not obvious to others I had no problem submitting to him in public. His knowing grin had made my pulse race as I started wondering just what he had in mind for me when I arrived in KC.



I was just crossing the state border when I slid the cordless mic/earpiece in my ear and touching the call button on my phone mounted on the dash called Melinda's phone. It rang twice and her voice came back filled with eagerness," Hi Jack, where are you?"

I chuckled and told her then asked; "How open minded are you to starting this weekend a bit early?"

She laughed and quipped, "What do you have in mind Sir?"

I smiled hearing the anticipation in her voice as I asked, "Are you dressed as I requested?"

She giggled and replied, "Yes Sir, right down to the color of my shoes."

I checked my mirror then changed lanes moving around a slower moving vehicle as I decreed, "Excellent wench, I want you to do something for me."

She was silent for a few moments then she answered, "Of course Sir, what is it you require?"

"I want you to unbutton your blouse all the way down and draw the sides back just enough to show your entire cleavage. You will leave it that way unless you stop for fuel or have to exit your vehicle, understand?" I ordered firmly.

I could almost imagine her blushing over the phone as she sighed, "Yes Sir, I fueled my car before I left Tulsa and I have a cooler here loaded with snacks so I won't have to stop along the way except to use the bathroom, unless you command me to."

I smiled and listened as she continued; "I'm unbuttoning my blouse now Sir, it's all undone as you ordered, the breeze coming through the window is pushing it back allowing a nice view of my breasts Sir. However my nipples and areoles are still covered, is that acceptable Sir?"

I grinned and asked, "Quite acceptable, how does that feel Slut?"

Her voice was husky with lust as she confessed, "Very naughty Sir, you do realize I'm driving a convertible Sir?"

I blinked my eyes in total shock as I demanded, "What? Is the top down?"

"Of course Sir, it's a beautiful summer day."She replied with a soft laugh.

I quickly decreed, "Melinda, roll up the side windows right now. I can't risk having you stopped by a state trooper." There was silence for several moments then she answered, "I rolled them up Sir, without the breeze the view is much more, discreet shall we say?"

I laughed and retorted;"Melinda I don't believe you are so uninhibited. Things will be very interesting this weekend."

She giggled and responded warmly, "I was the open one in my marriage Sir, Tom was the conservative part of our team. I was open to anything as long as it wasn't blatantly obvious."

I smiled and declared, "I'm going to hold you to that when we get to the hotel, remember that."

She giggled and replied, "God I hope so. I am so horny I could fuck a coke bottle, with the cap still on!"

I laughed and told her to drive safely.

I called Jack just before taking the proper off ramp to the hotel and to my surprise he informed me that there was a message waiting for me at the front desk. I resecured the lower three pearl snaps on my blouse as directed and pulled into the entrance to the hotel where an eager young man came out to unload the front compartment of my Toyota.

I knew he was enjoying the view as he held open my door for me and I swung my stocking-clad legs out giving him a glimpse of my lush cleavage and stocking tops. I smiled at him and winked playfully as my pulse raced in anticipation of what the impending hours held with Jack. I was all too aware that this could either be a total disaster or the start of something very intense.

The physical chemistry was there and it was very high volume, but did Jack possess the ability to be the man I needed, the forceful commanding Dom that would give me the discipline I craved?

A second young man drove my car away and I followed the bell boy inside the plush lobby to the desk where a very pretty young woman greeted me with a warm smile welcoming me to the hotel. I smiled back and inquired, "Do you have a message for Melinda Graham?" The woman nodded and reaching behind her she picked up a pale blue envelope which she extended to me as she informed me, "The bell captain will show you to your suite when you're ready Ms. Graham."



I nodded and moving away from the desk I crossed the floor to a plush seat. Sitting down I broke the seal on the back and withdrew the single sheet of hand written script. I scanned the page and my breath caught in my throat as I read the instructions. I lowered the page and glanced about the busy lobby as my pulse raced and I blushed understanding now why Jack had insisted on my writing out my fantasy. He was making it happen, right here and right now! I again read the handwritten note and gathered my wits about me knowing that this was a test I had to pass in order for Jack to accept me as his.

I quickly memorized the pass phrase and the proper coded response before standing to my feet to move to the waiting elevator as a well knit young Afro-American man in a tailored suit trailed behind me pulling my single piece of luggage. There were two other people in the elevator on the trip up to the eighth floor where they exited and as soon as the doors closed behind them I looked over at the bell captain and spoke the pass phrase, "Are you hard up?"




My Lactation Slave



He smiled back and replied, "Yes, show me the goods." A shiver coursed through me having received the proper response and I nodded as the doors opened on the top floor where Jack's suite was. I trailed behind him as he led the way to the double doors at the end of the corridor and slid the pass card through the scanner. I swallowed hard knowing what I had to do in just a few moments and I felt my pulse race hoping that Jack would think I was proving myself to him by my obedience.

The young man crossed the plush carpet through a room that was lavishly furnished into what I assumed was the master bedroom with my luggage and he returned to stand before me with a knowing smile on his face. I bit my lower lip and he gently reassured me, "Relax, Jack arranged it, I will be totally discreet."



I stood behind the slightly open bedroom door and watched as Melinda spoke to the bell captain. I had taken the young man aside upon my arrival and discreetly asked him to assist me in my efforts to make this weekend one Melinda would never forget. He had no problem at all when I asked for his assistance and he assured me that he would be the sole of discursion.

I smiled as I watched her tug the ends of her silk blouse out of her leather miniskirt and then tug it open to drop the silver gray material on the nearest chair as the muscular bell captain ogled her lush ripe udders. His dark hands had a mind of their own as he hefted them in his hands as he declared, "Oh sweet mother of god, you are awesome lady. I have wanted to see these tits from the instant I saw you walk in the door."

I heard Melinda giggle as she replied, "Why thank you kind sir. May I give you a blow job as a tip for your services?"

I grinned as the young man nodded and reached for his belt buckle, things were going right on schedule.

I gasped in unexpected delight as the young man's strong, lean black fingers cupped my heavy ripe breasts in his hands. The contrast between our skins was such a turn on, I knew too that Jack was no doubt somewhere observing us and that only added to the pleasure I was getting from this encounter.

His name was Jeff and he was a college student that worked at the hotel part time. His eyes were filled with raw desire as he unbuttoned his slacks and slid down his dark blue boxers. I dropped to my stocking clad knees before him and smiled seeing the impressive curved ebony shaft that jutted from his groin. I had dreamed of sucking a thick black cock for so long and now Jack was making it happen.

I reached out and touched his solid seven inches of dark man meat and stroked it with my fingertips as he looked down at me and firmly ordered, "Suck my black cock you white whore!"

A shiver coursed through my body hearing his firm command and I meekly replied, "Yes Sir." I wasted no time grasping his circumcised shaft and opening my mouth I swirled my tongue around the thick flared crown as he sighed, "Ohhhh yessssss!" He had a strong male taste and I shivered as I pursed my lips and pressed forward slipping my mouth down over his black fuck tool as he moaned and hissed, "Suck it bitch, drink down my cum!"

His verbal commands made my already wet pussy twitch as my nipples throbbed and I knew that soon they would start dripping and I wondered what he would think then. I wasted no time at all, this was my fantasy to suck off a total black stranger and secure knowing Jack was nearby I went to work to enjoy this to the fullest.

Jeff was enjoying himself immensely, I could tell by his thrusts into my face. The way his shaft pulsed in my mouth I knew that he wasn't going to last long. My breasts were juddering on my chest as he thrust lustily into my eager mouth. Just the thought of sucking off a black stud made me so hot. I felt my milk letting down as he ravaged my face. He grunted loudly and seconds later he flooded my mouth with his hot salty load that I savored like a rare delicacy before swallowing it down. Jeff watched me lick him clean with a lusty grin and then without so much as a thank you he adjusted his clothing and left the room leaving me kneeling alone on the carpet.

I eased the bedroom door closed and after quickly scanning to make sure everything was ready I picked up my glass of wine and beat a hasty retreat out on the balcony that overlooked the downtown area. The next phase of my plan was about to begin.   

I remained kneeling on the plush carpet for several long moments as my mind accepted the fact that I had actually sucked off a black stranger. On one hand I felt totally ashamed that I had acted so wantonly and yet on the other hand I had to admit that it was something I had craved for so very long. Jeff tasted different from my husband and I wasn't sure if it was because he was black or if each man tasted different; I would taste Jack and find out soon enough.

I managed to get to my feet and picking up my blouse from the floor I looked about the plush suite. I blinked my eyes in total awe seeing the plush décor and all the amenities that it held. The fireplace, the wet bar, the huge big screen TV, the plush leather furniture; the entire room reeked of class and elegance and I had to admit I was impressed with Jack's tastes.

I visually swept the room again and then my eyes locked on the blue envelope that was taped to the large mirror on the east wall. I smiled coyly and strode across the room to find out what was next. My fingers actually were trembling with eager anticipation as I peeled the envelope from the glass and I paused to view my reflection in it and blushed seeing the open wantonness in my eyes.

I quickly looked away feeling a stab of guilt as I realized that this was the first time since I had lost Tom that I was actually submitting to another man. I lifted the flap and removed the single piece of paper then unfolded it to read:



Dearest Melinda,

I hope you enjoyed your opportunity to tip the bell-captain. He has assured me that he will be quite discreet and has offered to assist us later if we desire. The door to your left leads to the master bathroom and also accesses the master bedroom. On the counter in the bathroom you will find several items I wish you to put on after you remove your skirt and blouse. Then go into the master bedroom where you will find more instructions.

Sir J.



I smiled at the note and almost giggled like a school girl, Jack was proving to be a most unusual Dom. Not even Tom had been this innovative when it came to our role playing! I spun about and almost skipped into the bathroom turning on the light eager to see what awaited me.



I leaned against the heavy brick railing of the balcony and looked out over the city below as my mind went over the past week in retrospect. I was in my early thirties and up till now I had never considered settling down with one woman; mainly because my desire where a woman was concerned was both unique and still evolving in my mind. True enough I had dated several women and even had a couple of serious relationships but nothing on the level I was doing now.

Melinda was not at all the normal woman I got involved with and yet observing her on her knees sucking Jeff's hard black cock had brought it home that I was missing out on a part of life that held unfathomable possibilities, for both of us. Not that I was ready to toss the big titted brunette over my shoulder and carry her off just yet, but her openness and eagerness to please me as a man sure made it tempting.

I had planned out this weekend very carefully along with enough flexibility in it that we could easily change our plans if needs be. My fingers ached with raw need as I anticipated holding her lush creamy udders in my hands and drinking her warm, sweet nectar of life from her dark thick nipples.

I wasn't into the adult infant scene per say, I just relished in the taste and the texture of a woman's breasts. They were a most unique work of art, one that should be enjoyed and given pleasure as well as pain from my subs point of view. I felt my cock pulsed in my snug slacks as I knew that Melinda would be on her knees before me in minutes eager to suck it for me.

I slid the fur lined slave collar around my neck positioning the large D ring in the front as I looked at my reflected image in the large mirror. I swallowed hard knowing that beyond the door to the master bedroom I was committed to spend the next forty-eight hours plus with a man I had met only a short week ago. Yet for some reason I could not for the life of me explain I knew that in spite of the risks involved, I had to do it. I had to find out if Jack was the man that could push me beyond my limits and in doing so prove his need and desire for me.

My poor pussy was pulsing and aching with need, my milk swollen breasts now capped with the small silver metal clothespins I had found laying on the counter were all but bursting with my sweet nectar. I had no shame or inhibitions left, I craved Jack's possession and I would give him everything I had, if he asked or even suggested it.

I made one last quick check of my makeup and exhaling loudly I grasped the doorknob accessing the bedroom. Ignoring the discomfort that accompanied every step I took from the clothespins I stepped into a world that almost took my breath away, for all the décor and the large windows that overlooked the city skyline the one thing that caught my eye was the bed.

It was a massive black metal monstrosity with four round cylinders that ran clear to the ceiling. Each cylinder was located at the corner with silver rings mounted about three feet apart up each one, the bed was a Doms dream and made my aching pussy twitch. The possibilities I could envision were almost endless and I realized that Jack had indeed done his homework so to speak. My eyes found the blue envelope on the mattress and I strode across the plush gray and black swirled carpet to pluck it up in my hand. The mid afternoon sun flooded the room making it easy to decipher the hand written message it bore.



My wanton Wench,

If you have managed to get to this point then you have but one last task to accomplish. There are knee pads on the floor by the sliding glass door, slip them on and crawl out to me on the balcony. There I wait to drain your lush udders dry in the bright summer sun. Hurry my sweet slut, I miss you. Sir J.



I bit my lip and blushed, oh god he wanted me outside in broad daylight in downtown Kansas City! I reached out and bracing my hand against the cool black metal pillar of the bed willed my racing pulse to slow. I risked a quick look outside and breathed a sigh of relief noting that there were no structures as tall as this one close by. I knew that Jack would never openly expose me to the risk of being caught but-it all came down to one thing, trust!

I looked at the closed sliding glass door and saw the two black pads waiting me. Tossing the paper on the nightstand I moved to the door and squatting down I slid the pads in place. I had come too far to stop now!



I heard the door slide open and seconds later Melinda crawled out into the afternoon sunshine. Her dark brown hair, streaked with gold gleamed in the warm sunlight as she closed the door behind her and turned towards me. My pulse skipped a beat as I took in her lush beauty, this woman was even more impressive in the flesh and I realized just how damn lucky I was finding her as she crawled across the carpet to kneel before me.

The instant she sat up I dropped to one knee before her and taking her face in my hands I kissed her long and deep. She moaned loudly against my mouth as she surrendered her mouth to my assault, her lips parted admitting my tongue as she groaned unashamedly in my grasp.

I eased back for a moment and she groaned, "Oh Jack thank you, you have no idea how special you have made me feel."

My lips found hers again in a kiss that only enhanced my need for her as she gasped, "Oh God the clamps hurt so damn good Jack, yes!" I eased back and she smiled weakly as she met my gaze and begged, "Oh please Sir, suck my milk swollen udders!" I nodded and standing to my feet I moved to the cushioned chaste lounger a few feet away. Once seated on it I crooked a finger at her and she crawled across the carpet then climbed up astride my lap facing me.

She blushed as I tenderly hefted her generous creamy udders in my strong lean fingers and I squeezed them slowly yet with a firmness that made her shiver as she franticly looked about discovering that we were indeed in relative privacy. Her hands came to rest on my broad shoulders as she met my gaze. Her voice husky with raw lust and fervor hissed, "I have waited all week long for this moment sir, please for the love of god take me!"

I smiled up at her and saw the raw need and total submission in her eyes, she was totally mine; she was holding nothing back whatsoever. Something inside me opened up and I shook my head as I answered, "Oh no wench, you must earn your pleasure, remember?"

Her head lowered in submission, she nodded as she meekly replied, "Of course Sir, please forgive my unwarranted outburst. I must be punished for forgetting my proper place. I await your pleasure Sir."

I cupped her right breast in my hand and flicked the tip of the silver aluminum clothespin with the index finger of my other hand. Melinda's head dropped back as her grip on my shoulders increased and a soft cry of anguish escaped her lips, "AWWWWW GAWWWWWD!" I smiled at her response and plucked the silver device from her dark flesh only to place my eager lips over her now available nipple.

I swirled my tongue around the rubbery engorged flesh and felt her tremble on my lap as she groaned, "Oh you sadistic bastard, you're driving me insane!" I kept my laughter in check as I tasted a few drops of her liquid of life and then as I suckled her deeper into my mouth the milk seemed to gush from her glands. I savored the sweet delectable taste of her essence. She panted and moaned without shame as I bit down tugging at her dark nugget then suckling her again, harder this time.

 I was totally dumbfounded, how and why I was responding this way was beyond me. Tom had never brought this side of my personality out like this in all the time we were together. Jack was by no means being gentle, he was like a man possessed as he ravaged my breast. His hands were tormenting my other love jug flicking and twisting the clothespin sending jolts of intense pain straight to my pussy but it only added to the raw need I felt to be filled with a hard cock.

I focused my eyes on his mouth attached like a leach to my left nipple and I leaned back making my breast stretch out from my chest as the life sustaining nectar flowed into his mouth. I panted and moaned lustily my hips jerking atop the very impressive bulge in his slacks as he drank his fill of my liquid offering.

I had no explanation for my total lack of inhibition, all I knew was that Jack brought something out in me that both shocked and bewildered me. I felt like an addict desperately needing a fix and I was willing to do whatever it took to achieve it.

Jack let my nipple slip from his mouth as he laid his head back on the cushion and declared, "Oh damn lady you are sweet! You taste incredible; if you want to ride my cock go for it!"

His words were music to my ears and in mere seconds I had his shirt free and his belt undone. He lifted his hips and I slid his slacks and boxers down with one swift motion to seek out his man root. My slender fingers sought him out and I stared into his eyes as I gasped, "HOLY SHIT!" I tried again to encircle his shaft with my small hand and realized it was not possible. I licked my lips and meeting his smiling gaze he asked, "Disappointed wench?"

I used both hands this time reaching down to stroke him and my eyes went wide in shock and awe. Easing back a little I looked down needing to confirm what I was touching as real, I shivered and looked back up and swore, "Damn Jack you are hung! You're going to ruin me!"

He chuckled and commanded, "Impale your cunt on that, you shameless whore! Show me how well you handle a real man!"

I held his thick ivory staff in my hand and eased forward positioning myself over him before ever so slowly easing down feeling the flared crown engage between my outer labia. I slowed my breathing forcing my body to relax as I felt the pressure increase and his thick scepter invaded my body. I moaned in delight as he hefted my other breast and removing the clothespin he let his tongue tease my crushed flesh. The rush of my milk to my nipple blended deliciously with the expansion of my lower passage to accept Jacks massive tool and I whimpered, "Oh please, let me cum, please?"

His permission was all I needed and in seconds my soft cry of release and delight filled the air. I was unprepared for what Jack did next. His mouth still attached to my nipple he grasped my slender waist and pulled me down hard on his rock hard shaft filling me more than I had thought possible. My cry of anguish mixed with delight as another orgasm tore through me like a runaway freight train.

I tried desperately to focus on everything at once but it was all too much and I was lost in a fog of sexual delight that left me totally helpless under Jack's control. My inner muscles grasped his thickness as he lifted my body upwards and let it drop again on his shaft as a squeal of delight erupted from my lips. I suddenly realized that I was totally under his spell and at some point in the last two minutes he had taken control. His cock was like that of a raging bull and I was his cow unable to do much more than stand still for his breeding.

I shuddered and bounced on his lap, my breasts juddering in the half cups of the cincher as Jack took his fill of my warm nectar. The orgasms were coming almost nonstop now and I was almost out of my head with delight as I felt the hard shaft in my pussy actually swell up even larger. Jack's teeth bit down on my tender nipple and my scream of delight blended with his groan of total bliss as I felt his thickness pulse in my bald passage. I swear I could feel his hot scalding jism blast into my cunt as I collapsed against him totally spent and exhausted.





I lifted my head from Melinda's soft bare shoulder and peered down into her face. In sleep she looked like a sixteen year old teenager and the expression of total bliss brought a smile to my face. I eased her almost limp form closer and she roused lifting her head up to meet my gaze as she blushed and sighed, "Oh my god, you must think I'm a total cock hungry whore."

I caressed her shoulders and retorted, "As long as you're my cock hungry whore I have no objections at all."

She giggled softly and cast me a coy look as she reached down between us to where our bodies were still joined and she touched me as she whispered, "You do realize that most women would kill to have that in their cunt. I can't even imagine what it's going to feel in my ass."

I smiled at her and insisted, "You'll find out in due time. Just remember you have to earn it and you do that by teaching me what you need in the way of discipline. I want to be a good proper Dom for you Melinda."

She nodded in comprehension and slowly eased herself off me to drop to her knees beside the lounger as she replied, "I will tell you everything you want to know and even make a few suggestions to try new things with you if you like Sir."