Central's New Hucow : Milkmaids Volume One: A BDSM Hucow Erotica by Jodie Brighton

Central's New Hucow : Milkmaids Volume One: A BDSM Hucow Erotica by Jodie Brighton

Author:Jodie Brighton [Brighton, Jodie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deepeyed
Published: 2024-02-13T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWELVE

Tara

Holy heck, my nipples are sore. I shift onto my side, hugging my... mountainous breasts. Are they bigger? I don’t want to look, I’m content, snuggled, wanting to return to the dream. The one where my master, the administrator, claims me as his milkmaid.

‘Fuck me harder, my little slut,’ he says, pulling my hair, spanking me, fucking me and drinking my milk. I don’t think it’s possible for him to do all of those things, but the dream master can. My hand slides between my thighs, wetness coats my fingers. So, so wet. I can’t help fingering between my lips, seeking… “Mmmmm,” I moan, picturing the administrator possessively holding my bare pussy in his hand, flicking my clit, commanding me ‘to come’. I copy the movements he used, shuddering as the pleasure surges through my flesh.

‘Such a naughty girl,’ the master in my mind tells me. ‘Open your thighs, show my your pretty pussy. You will hold them open while I spank you there.’

I mew, parting my thighs wider, rolling onto my back, strumming my clit as fast as I can... as fast as I can stand.

‘Come for me, slut,’ he growls, and I want to. I need to come. I deserve to come.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing, whore?” A mans voice, that’s not the tingly silk of my master, cuts through my little slice of heaven and I reluctantly open my eyes to find a tall, wide, scary man staring at the hand on my pussy. He’s wearing tight black shiny pants and a loose white shirt that hints at the hairy chest obscured within. “I assume, either the administrator or the doctor forbid your from touching yourself unless you were instructed to do so?”

My clit is obscenely wet under my fingers as I stare frozen at this man. He’s nothing like my master, not as handsome or shaped as nice. He has a cruel sneer, not a sexy smirk. Instantly I don’t like him.

“I assume they also instructed you how to respond to a superior?”

My fingers itch to continue rubbing as my mouth opens silently. I don’t even care that he’s gawking at my naked body. I just want him to go away so I can come for my dream master.

“Well?”

“Y-yes, sir?” I say, as I stare at him through heavy lashes, my finger slowly sliding up and down over my clit. My hand’s doing it on its own. I’m not even trying.

His eyes narrow. “I don’t have access to your Sensatior, so I will have to restrict you another way,” he says, kneeling and slowly gripping my naughty wrist and lifting it away from my pussy. “You do not touch yourself without permission. Kneel and wait for me.”

I shift onto my knees — remembering where I am — hissing as my breasts pull. They feel heavier than before... because they are bigger. Holy shit, how big will they get? This time yesterday they were tiny, not really needing a bra for support, but now? Do they make bras this big? They must do right? Maids have massive, milky breasts.



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