Milk Slaves Chapter 8

Mindy squeezed my tiny body into her fat belly with her powerful arms.  I felt like a wet noodle, my bare skin mashing into hers in a combination of sweat, milk, and cum.  She was horny beyond belief, and wasn’t going to settle for anything less than a big orgasm.  The only thing even close to resembling clothing between us was the chain that connected our wrists.  My little head rested comfortably between her massive breasts, each leaking milk like a volcano leaked lava.  I kissed her breasts like my life depended on it, in a different world of ecstasy than I was used to.

I had resigned that I would escape this madness with my life.  I was now just trying to enjoy what I could out of this incredibly intense and erotic experience.  She gave out a big moan and moved her legs up to her tits, beckoning me to stick my cock in her wet pussy.  Her gaping hole was more than big enough to accommodate an easy landing, so I dove right in, her warmth gripping a hold of me and somehow able to tighten enough to give her some kind of feeling.  I thrusted as hard as I could, pumping as deep as possible for a man of my size with a woman of hers.  Much to my surprise, she reacted to my thrusts, which was a surprising confidence boost amidst the demeaning nature of our situation.  The milk slave was pleasing the milk maiden.  The toy was pleasing the master.

“Mmm, fuck me baby,” she moaned.

I continued drilling to the best of my ability.  I really didn’t want to cum too early; if I lost my erection, I would have to go down there with my tongue, and I could tell from the odor we were putting out that it wouldn’t taste great.  One of her big hands moved from my back to my head.  She mashed my face hard between her tits, and also squeezed them together with her now shifted arm.  Milk erupted out of them, pooling in between.  I sucked up some as I breathed and kissed.

I heard a knock on the door.  We didn’t answer it due to our situation, but the door opened regardless.  It could only be one person.  I turned my head to look at Mandy, but her hand forced me back into her tits, a wave of milk splattering the wall.

“Ahem…” Mandy said, trying to get our attention.  I was unable to speak, and it was clear Mindy was intent on something else.  It was wild to think we were both naked having sex in front of her sister and there were no second thoughts about it.

WIth the hand that was holding my upper torso, so pressed down on me, squeezing me into her even tighter.  I felt like the fat from her belly was starting to wrap around me, holding me in place like the meat in a taco.  The warm grip of her pussy on my cock was driving me wild.  I lapped up the milk in front of me like a dog, but it rushed in faster than I could get it out.

“Mindy!” Mandy yelled.

“What is it?” Mindy asked with a disgruntled tone.  We were still going at it, but just slightly slower now that her attention was elsewhere.

“She’s full.”

“She’s what?” asked Mindy, not looking up.

“She’s FULL,” Mandy said.  Mindy turned her head, and I snuck a peak as well.

Mandy was holding up Kelly by the back of her neck, her face looking as miserable as could be.  She was breathing heavily, and her lips were white from all the milk.  The creamy white liquid was dripping from her lips as she breathed in and out.  As my eyes lowered, her rail thin body looked odd.  Upon further inspection, her belly jutted out much further than it used to.  It looked like she suddenly had a big beer belly, or maybe in some further stage of pregnancy.  She must have drank so much milk it had filled her belly and she wasn’t able to drink any more.

Seeing her tiny naked body next to Mandy’s massive naked body was insane, even though it was similar to mine and Mindy’s.  One of Mandy’s breasts looked like it weighed as much as Kelly, and the way it dropped towards the floor made it about half as tall.  Kelly occasionally looked at one of her breasts from her hanging position and her eyes told the story of the horrors she had been experiencing with them.  She had been used and abused by these massive milk bags, and she was terrified of where it may lead.  It was clear she lacked any strength, however, so there was nothing she could do about it.  She couldn’t even kick herself free from the monster restraining her.

Mandy caught my eye, and she bit her lip.  “Want me to feed your man, or…?” she asked dumbly, her intentions reading clear.

“No Mandy,” she said, looking back at me.  I was quick to follow her eyes, so as not to get punished.  “He’s all mine.”

“Well I still have milk, and this one can’t take anymore,” Mandy said.

“I’m sure she can take some more,” Mindy said deviously.  “Place her at the foot of the bed and go grab that last girl.”

“But she’s full too-”

“Just go do it!” Mindy snapped.  “Or go get someone else.”

Mandy looked sad, and looked at her shoes.  She dropped Kelly in front of the bed, who slumped to the ground helplessly.  “Okay…” she muttered as she left the room and closed the door behind her.

“Cum in me baby,” Mindy said to me.  She squeezed her massive tits together, milk gushing out of her nipples, and I lost and came right there.  Her powerful legs moved me up and down, milking my cock for all it was worth.  “Mmm… all of it,” she moaned.  “Give mommy all of your cum.”  I did as I was told.  All of my cum drained into her warm pussy.  All of my energy went with it, and I lay limp on her body, drowning in the milk still sitting in her cleavage.

“Is that all you got baby?” she asked in a mommy voice.

“Yes…” I panted.  “That’s all… I can’t…”

She lifted me out of her pussy and, with ease, sat upright, still holding me in her arms.  She plopped me down so I was sitting on her lap.  I looked down over my shoulder, and to my horror, Kelly was underneath us, still looking helpless.

“I think we can squeeze more out of you, baby,” Mindy said.  “She can drink what falls on her.  Calcium is good for you right?”  She giggled, then gripped my face with both hands on either cheek.  This inherently squeezed her giant tits together.  She pulled me face in close, milk squirting all over my chest and face.  Her hands easily tilted my face up and she kissed me passionately on the lips, sending chills through my body.  Milk was flowing all over me and dripping from my ass and cock.  I could only imagine how Kelly felt taking this milk shower from us.

As we made out more and more, she pulled me in closer and closer, to the point where my face was now directly between her massive tits.  Eventually, she would stop with her wet kisses and hold me in her chest, the both of us breathing heavily.  Her massive body held my body close, one hand on the back of my head and the other on the small of my back.  It looked like one massive body slowly consuming a much smaller body.  I was getting lost in her.

“Get hard for me again, baby…” she whispered to me. She yanked my head out of her tits by my hair and aggressively shoved it into her right nipple.  I immediately gorged on her milk, it’s sweetness quickly filling up my mouth and dribbling down my lips.

“Suck on mommy’s big tits,” she said as I hungrily sucked on her giant, engorged nipple.  At this point, I could only imagine how much milk was dripping all over Kelly.  Her poor body must have been completely soaked, not that she could do anything about it.  I felt cold wet steel suddenly wrap around my throat, and she had to pull me off her tit just to get it all the way around.  I looked up at her pathetically, and she beamed a smile back at me.

“Other one please,” she said.  She jerked the chain towards her left tit and I went to work, drinking as much milk as I could from that nipple.  I used both of my hands to grip and squeeze the breast, my fingers digging into the fat milk jugs.

“Suck harder, slave,” she asserted seductively.  I noticed she was now pulling on the chain a little harder, and it was tightening around my throat in a way that made the milk hard to swallow.  “Are you my little milk sucking bitch?”

I nodded, though my hands were now gripping the chain.

She laughed maniacally.  “Good boy,” she said, letting go of the chain.  She was holding my head with one hand, and with her other hand now free, she grabbed something from below us and lifted it to my eye level.  It was Kelly.  She looked like a miserable doll in Mindy’s hand, a pathetic, lifeless puppet stripped of all clothing and dignity, meant now only to serve a purpose so preposterous it was unthinkable.  But she knew her task.  She put her mouth to the nipple and began sucking, even though she was beyond full.  Just trying to swallow made her wretch, and she spewed out what looked like a gallon of milk before putting her mouth back on it and sucking some more.

“Why don’t you help her out, baby.  Give my titty a little squeeze for her,” Mindy said to me.

I gave a look like that was a bad idea.  It was a mistake and I knew there could be repercussions, but I felt like it was the last bastion of my humanity and something wouldn’t let me let it go.  It would be easily stomped out though.

“Don’t make me punish you, baby,” she said calmly.

I put my hands on her right breast and squeezed as hard as my weak body could, and I watched tears stream down Kelly’s cheeks as the milk shoved its way down her throat.  She had no choice but to pull her lips off and vomit milk back up, but it was all over me.  It was stinky, disgusting, and heart breaking that it could ever even get to this point.

Just then, the door burst open.  It was Mandy.

“The last girl, Mindy!”

“What is it?” asked Mindy.

“She has escaped!”