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Titillating -> M/f D/s DD/TiH lactation (8/13/2011 7:03:51 PM)
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A story I wrote years and years ago :)
He only had a few rules for me, but when they were broken - the punishments were swift and knowing today would be no exception as this one was a doozy. Nervously waiting for him, I was making sure the house look good and dinner was ready to busy myself. Upon arriving I immediately told him in hopes to soften the punishment. As I expected, he was extremely upset and his face showed it. This made me
feel even more terrible about my mistake. I know he looks forward to coming home and breastfeeding from my large, heavy, milk-laden tits to unwind from a hard day, but not today and I feel bad about that as I truly do love to please him.
With his jaw set tight and a sigh he tells me to go get the breast pumps, the blind fold, the adjustable nipple clamps with the heavy chain, the paddle, the cane, and the flogger and bring them into the living room. I rush about getting the items wondering what he has in store for me.
Upon returning, he tells me to take off all my clothes, get on my knees on the rug next to his chair, attach the pumps, put the blindfold on, and once done to put my hands on the floor. He knows I hate using the pumps and even more so he knows that being on my hands and knees like this humiliates me since I feel like I am being pumped like a cow. He tells me I will pump out the first milk until I get to what he calls the "sweet milk" which he will save for later and he is going to cool down a bit before continuing the punishment.
I hear him rustling about for a while and then his footsteps stop near me. I am even more embarrassed as I know he is looking at my naked form. All of a sudden, I hear a swoosh and feel the flogger on my butt cheeks and I jump a bit. He tells me to stay still and this is to “warm” my butt checks up for my spanking that’s why they are not hard. Dang they do sting a bit so I know I am in for quite a punishment. After a few minutes of flogging me, he stops and while sitting down in his chair he tells me to sit up, take off the blindfold, stop the pumps, and to stand-up in front of him with my hands clasped behind my neck. I see that he has changed into a t-shirt and fleece
pants which him wearing clothes makes me feel even more exposed. He lectures me on my mis-doings just like I was a little girl, which deepens the humiliation. The lecture seems to continue forever and when he was done, he asks me if I have anything to say before he punishes me. I tell him I am sorry and I am ready to accept my punishment.
He advises me I am to get 50 spankings, which I am to count each one out loud and thanking him. My eyes widen since this is the most he has ever giving me and I am wondering how I can take it especially since my butt already stings from the flogging. With a firm voice, he tells me bend at the waist and attaches nipple clamps and tightens the tension on them until they hurt as I gasp in pain and he tells me to quite
down. He puts the chain up to my mouth and just says open, puts the chain in and then just says close. This pulls my nipples and breasts taunt, which is even more painful as they are still heavy from my milk not fully being drained. Then he tells me to lay across his knees with my butt high in the air and advises me that if the chain drops out of my mouth or miss a count I would be spanked an additional 3 times with the cane. This is the first time he has ever mentioned the cane and has never used it on me, but from what I understand – it hurts like hell.
Normally he starts his spankings out a bit light to warm my butt cheeks, but this time he starts out hard using his hand and with spanking number 25 he starts using the paddle. By this time, tears are streaming down my face and he knows it is so hard for me to continue to count and keep the chain in my mouth, but somehow I do.
I feel his hand in-between my thighs and feels my wetness even before he gets to my soaking bald pussy. He chuckles and tells that so far so good and to get down on my knees. As he stands up I can see that his cock is rock hard and indicates that I am to take off his pants. As I pull them down, his beautiful cock bounces in my face. I look up to him and give him a questioning look and he knows I want to put his cock in my mouth, but he tells me my punishment isn't over yet and that is a reward.
He settles down back into his chair and tells me to straddle him, put his cock in my pussy, and offer him my tits. He says the continuing punishment is that I cannot cum since I denied him his pleasures earlier of a peaceful evening. This will not be easy for me as I cum very easily and many times - heck I cum from just his cock entering my pussy, him sucking my tits, me sucking his cock, and my favorite is when I feel him cum deep inside of me. As I wrap my pussy around his cock, I am already fighting the urge to cum. He looks at my face and while laughing he tells me that this is only the beginning and I better make this good. Then I straighten myself out and put my hands under my still clamped and heavy milk laden breast to offer them to him. He slowly removes one of the nipple clamps and I yelp in pain as the blood starts to flow
back into my nipple. He quickly latches on to the nipple and starts to suck milk. After a few minutes he removes the other and the same happens. All the while he is suckling each breast alternatively, I am slowly rocking my hips and using my cunt muscles to massage his cock just like he likes it and trying very, very hard to fight my own orgasms. This continues for about 20 minutes, but to me it feels like years and finally I feel his muscles stiffen and his cum shooting into my pussy. I can no longer hold back and cum with him with my pussy juice drenching his cock and balls.
After he gains his composer, he takes me by the hair, pulls me off of him and onto the floor, and puts my face into his crouch and tells me as always I am to clean him off and when I am done he is going to whip my pussy for cumming. As I am licking
him, I sigh knowing there is no other place I rather be than with him.
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