The Milk Slave

Marie sat on the narrow cot, naked, trying to cover her rather large breasts with her hands and not doing it very successfully. The two young men standing in front of her were fully clothed, which made her feel even more vulnerable and exposed.

“Move your hands, girl. The master has ordered six hours of suckling a day until you begin to produce.”
The rough woman who had dragged her up here gave a curt nod at the two boy and they came to lay on either side of Marie, pulling her back onto the cot and each taking a tit in his mouth. Two mouths latched onto her plump nipples and began to suckle, tugging the nipples rhythmically.

It didn`t take long for the sensation in her breasts to reach further. Marie felt a twinge between her legs and moved her thighs together, feeling her pussy filling with juice as the boys continued to suck.

After an hour, Marie was soaking wet between her legs. The boys left and two more came in to take their place, without a word. They took her reddened nipples in their mouths and sucked steadily.

The treatment went on and on, with a break for lunch, a thick green soup and dark beer which the woman explained would help her milk come in faster.

By the end of the day, Marie was glad to see the final two boys leave so she could reach up under her dress and slide two fingers in and out of her vagina, rubbing her clit furiously with a thumb until she found relief.

The following morning, however, she was sore. Her nipples protruded from her round breasts, swollen and red from the long suckling times the day before. Immediately after breakfast, the first two boys from the day before came in and latched on.

The process was followed on a daily basis. For the first week and a half, Marie cried herself to sleep each night as her nipples ached and then cracked and bled. The woman who brought her food rubbed lanolin on them to help with the cracking. After that, the nipples seemed to toughen up and Marie found herself more aroused than ever during her daily treatments, masturbating each night after a long torturous day.

It took four weeks for her milk to come in and when it did, the first boy to suckle milk leaped up with a grin.