The contract was signed. Mike and Becca's strange lifestyle continued with her milk filled breasts being enjoyed by him regularly. Four milkings a day with each session limited to 5 minutes was the norm. This was Mike's way to regulate her milk production. While Becca was frequently uncomfortable and sexually frustrated her body had adjusted its production t...
I came slowly and reluctantly awake - I had been dreaming that I was being fucked by several men with huge cocks while my boobs were being sucked and milked. I sighed at the sexy dream and started to move my hand down to my soaked pussy. This small movement jostled my tender breasts and set them to thrumming. I awoke fully. Memory came back to me and I flung...
Betty felt a great loss when her father died, and regretted not asking why he left her mother. A few months later Lauren, her step mother died, leaving her feeling devastated and alone. Now Lauren was gone she needn't feel guilty over searching for her mother. Trawling through a pile of photos and documents revealed where she lived, which further stimulated...
Authors Note 'Donna's Ultra-High Heels, Book 2' is a continuation of Book 1 and can be read without reading the first book, although it is highly recommend that Book 1 be read first since it would be helpful in understanding the character development of the main players. I tried to make the transition to Book 2 as seamless as possible by briefly summarizin...
IdeaCity Pt. 3 Jennifer Valentyne: Express Yourself Author’s note: This is another part in the continuing adventures of Jack Hart. While attending the IdeaCity conference in Toronto during June 2002, he was invited by Moses Znaimer, one of the organizers, to attend a special party for conference guests and the employees of his television station, CITY-TV....
I am in a hallway, on all fours, my ears on top of my head, my tail firmly planted in my rear end, blindfolded with ear plugs. There is a tug at the leash attached to my collar and I am led several feet into a room. A stool is slid under my stomach, the edge against the underside of my breasts, which are hanging down, and I am strapped down. Another stool is...
I was walking home from a friend's graduation party and I admit I was more than a little drunk. But hey, I was eighteen, a young, good-looking female, and if I wanted to party, I partied. But that night would be a night I would never forget. I was so tired I just wanted to go home and get some sleep. I had to make a choice, cut through the graveyard and ge...
Authors Note: The following is a continuation (Chapters 9 and 10) of Book 2 of "Donna's Ultra High Heels" which followed Book 1 of the same name, all in the fetish category. It is recommended that this series be read in order. ***** Chapter 9 After arriving back at Ken's apartment from the visit to the Chatsworth's Mansion, Donna and Ken hurried to the...
My life has definitely not turned out as I expected. A couple of years ago, I was a normal guy with a great girlfriend. We were all but living together and I expected that my girlfriend, Jennifer, would be giving up her apartment soon. After all, I owned my house, so it made sense to give up the rental. I guess I should describe ourselves. My name is Steve...
Lemaringouin. Translation by Pimanko A Day at the Office It had been three weeks since Stephanie had left the dairy. She did as best as she could to express milk from her breasts, but she was unable to achieve the ecstasy she had experienced there. She had thoroughly and vigorously rubbed her clitoris and used dildos assiduously. Nothing worked. She was ve...