Lactating

I bedroom continued to enjoy his cock. I gained nourishment from drinking his cum. He loved filling my ass with cum. We incorporated my crossdreesing into our sleepovers. I was complete. It wasn't to last past high school. But I was happy solo girl for as long as it did. These stories were written several years ago by me. I have worked on indian their grammar and decided to repost them. I am continuing to write the story and hope to have new chapters up as time permits. Thank you and enjoy them. If you are under 18 years of age or are offended by Dominance, Mastering, Punishment, Control, Non-Consensual intercourse (Rape) please do not read below. This is my first attempt at Dom/Sub, Master/Slave, Bondage, Punishment writings. I know this section is slow and apologize for it. I am trying to build the characters as believable as possible so the story arc will hold up. I promise the sections to come will not be as slow. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy. The weather was hot for this time of the month. Leit smiled pleasantly at a workman passing by on the street below his balcony. Waving Leit bid him good morning then ducked back into the coolness of the room. This far north in California never seemed to bizarre get hot in the late fall. Leit moved to the table looking at the paper longingly. He sat down instead, he lifted a black ledger from under the paper. With a sigh he began looking over soft young women of all sorts, doubting he would find what he needed between the covers. The cover of this black book bore no special markings. It looked rather stark by comparison with the other books of the room. Yet this book held his attention as if it were made of gold. “Yo Amara!” My best friend called from the bar as I walked back from bizarre the bathroom. “Mmm.” Aunt Sheen moaned as she felt my cool fingers gently massaging her thigh, moving closer to her crotch. Glenn looked at me with a very puzzled and confused look on his face then replied "Whatever you need to tell yourself, but you're beautiful no matter what you are. While Carl and Marie shook the sand off the blanket, Jenna pulled me aside. Lee, that fucking brat, had vanished after classes were up. Without hesitation, you knelt and on your knees lent in and licked my shaft taking a confident grip. “Yes, please, Mr. Blackthorn,” I said, accepting his offer, “and call me Sandy. “Look, they at least need some toys or something,” said Lorraine. 'My boy, my boy' saying this she hugged him. I said did Becky tell you we have girls in the bunk house, indian she said no Master everyone was sleeping when I got in last night I said we have a dozen high school girls there we need to feed, let’s get all the girls to help, she said thankyou master. It’s been good. Once in close range, anyone who put up a fight was beaten bedroom into submission, while those who obeyed were bound with zip ties and led away. She was right. The solo girl evidence is quite clear”. I still didn’t understand why I was so submissive and weak willed when it came to her.