MOMENTUM Part 3
Poor little Nicole's breasts had received a rather severe whipping from her
beloved husband Jon. He had administered to his new wife her first Breast
Punishment Session. It would not be the last. It was merely the first of what
would become a routine but varied regimen in the days, weeks, months and years
ahead. As she looked at her beautiful but whipped and welted mammarys she
understood completely her duty of obedience and servitude to her older spouse.
She was beginning to comprehend what married life would entail with Jon. When
she went to bed with Jon at night and turned off the lights, he would talk to
her in long and intimate detail of her interminable schedule of
punishment-discipline sessions. He would then make love to her, entering her,
spreading her swollen labia open, her fatty but tight cunt splayed wide for
Jon's thick prick to stroke her cunt walls and vaginal canal for hours; for Jon
to face-fuck, deep throat-rape Nicole's mouth orifice for hours; for Jon to eat
and tongue- fuck Nicole's fat-rigid clitoral meat for hours. He would satiate
her sexual lust and she would try so hard to satisfy his almost insatiable
sadomasochistic perversions.
Nicole was in her third week of taking Jon's personally designed hormone therapy
to increase breast size mass and nipple-teat lactation, as if Nicole's 36D
breasts weren't large enough. Jon's elixir consisted of mixing into his
microwave-heated semen, that he had carefully saved and stored, sizeable dosages
of GH plus PRL and glucocort. Pursuant to Jon's strict instructions, every
morning Nicole would heat up one cup every morning and down the musky thick
concoction, even though it made her nauseous. Her mammarys were beginning to be
swollen and sensitive and her nipples even more thick and long. She began to
lactate profusely. Without frequent emptying of her mammary glands, Nicole's
milk synthesis would not persist in spite of adequate hormonal status.
Conversely, Jon's maintenance of intense suckling or milking stimulus would not
maintain her lactation indefinitely. Nevertheless, Jon's suckling or actual
removal of milk from her swollen tit-flesh glands would be required to maintain
lactation. Jon determined that whip- beating Nicole's huge sensitive breasts
with the small but heavy rubber doggy whip would effectively increase and
maintain Nicole's prolific production of lactating milk. Jon loved to save and
store her milk and would drink a large glass every morning.
"Hi Nicole, I'm home."
"Hi Jon. My breasts are so sore and full."
"They need to milked immediately. Strip and get down to the Breast Punishment
Room, now."
"Yes Jon."
Nicole entered the room. Her flawless olive colored 36D breasts were swollen
and heavy. Her nipples were now heifer-sized teats, dripping thick lactose.
Nicole had put on about ten pounds overall because of the hormone regimen. Her
already ample buttocks were now more full and fleshy, almost fat. Jon's thick
cock stirred in recognition of the increased pleasure he would have severely
whipping his 19 year old wife's fatty but sensuous and soft ass globes. But for
the moment Nicole's tits would receive his undivided attention. He directed
Nicole over to the stool in front of the large vanity sink and had her sit. He
lifted her huge mammarys on to the cold stainless steel vanity and the tit-flesh
spilled over onto the ledge of the sink, her 1 1/2 inch teats discharging
milkish fluid into the closed sink basin. Nicole was frozen with fear and
anticipation of the imminent milk beating. Jon dangled the 12" heavy rubber
doggy whip in front of his wife's eyes. He brought it up and then down hard
onto the top of Nicole's milk inflated breasts. THWOP, THWOP, THWOP, THWOP,
THWOP........ Nicole began screaming, the elongated teats started to discharge
a thick heavy stream of lactose milk into the sink. Her mammarys immediately
showing bruising and discoloration from the painful doggy whip. THWOP, THWOP,
THWOP, THWOP, THWOP........ The sink was now stating to fill up with her milk.
The punishment instrument was having the desired effect of slowly but surely
draining Nicole's mammarys. THWOP, THWOP, THWOP, THWOP, THWOP....... He put the
whip down, her breasts now thoroughly bruised and discolored. He placed each
of his strong hands around each tit and began to cruelly squeeze and manipulate
Nicole's fleshy orbs, the distended and thick dark-brown teats shooting a
forceful stream of heavy cream-milk into the sink. Jon was applying crushing
pressure with his hands and then releasing in an endless cycle, milking his poor
little Nicole's mammoth titties. He had emptied her breasts, the sink almost
overflowing with her sweet smelly lactose.
