and when I opened the door, I knew
I’d give it to him.
*
Honey in Cream (Milk & Board #3)
By Elsa Silk
( Lactation sex, lactation fetish, masks,
erotica, adult breastfeeding, breastfeeding fetish, video sex, voyeurism,
honey, food sex, contract sex, spanking, crop, anal sex )
I stretched
beneath the ropes binding my upper torso to the back of the office chair and
clenched my fists against the arm rests I was bound to. My legs were spread
wide and secured over those same arm rests. My pussy ached to be filled but was
fully empty, shaved bare, and dribbled with honey in front of a video camera
streaming my delicious torment to countless men who all wanted me.
But the only man
who’d be touching me was Devin, my lover of several months of once-a-week
extreme sex that rocked my world. The mask he’d slipped onto my face before
starting up the video session turned me into a sex starved creature as soon as
the silk touched my face.
“Please,
master,” I begged. We’d promised one another to only use these terms—no
names—while the camera was live. And it always started with a note, every
Wednesday morning. Like today’s:
Cindy,
Be in my
living room, naked, and ready to accommodate my wishes at exactly 7 p.m.
Bring the
mask and I’ll bring the honey.
I’m going to
suckle your tits until your milk squirts all over the ceiling.
Devin.
Trust me, I’d
hit the ceiling before.
Ever since
seeing the word honey, my pussy had gone soft and willing. I’d ached all day
with anticipation. The usual sitting service was at home with my child. And
now, after what felt like hours but had to be only half the usual hour session,
my breasts leaked milk down my honey slathered torso and Devin leaned over me,
carefully keeping the view of my body open to the viewers, and licked my milk
from the tips of my breasts as he dribbled warm honey on my tight, elongated
nipples.
“You are so
horny, aren’t you?” he whispered against my puckered skin. “Do you want my cock
in your pussy?”
I moaned,
suddenly afraid to beg. Cause if I did, he’d sense what I really meant was that
I wanted to surrender completely to this strange dance we’d been performing for
weeks. Finally, I caved…
*
Copyright :
Milked by her Alien Masters
Alien Masters #1
Elsa Silk
Published by Kinky Inck.
Copyright © 2014 by Elsa Silk.
All rights reserved. No part of this
publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in
any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise,
without the prior written permission of the author.
Manufactured in the United States of
America
Cover Copyright © 2014 by Elsa Silk.
First Published Electronically 2014.
This is a work of fiction. The
characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s
imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual
events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.
I’d give it to him.
*
Honey in Cream (Milk & Board #3)
By Elsa Silk
( Lactation sex, lactation fetish, masks,
erotica, adult breastfeeding, breastfeeding fetish, video sex, voyeurism,
honey, food sex, contract sex, spanking, crop, anal sex )
I stretched
beneath the ropes binding my upper torso to the back of the office chair and
clenched my fists against the arm rests I was bound to. My legs were spread
wide and secured over those same arm rests. My pussy ached to be filled but was
fully empty, shaved bare, and dribbled with honey in front of a video camera
streaming my delicious torment to countless men who all wanted me.
But the only man
who’d be touching me was Devin, my lover of several months of once-a-week
extreme sex that rocked my world. The mask he’d slipped onto my face before
starting up the video session turned me into a sex starved creature as soon as
the silk touched my face.
“Please,
master,” I begged. We’d promised one another to only use these terms—no
names—while the camera was live. And it always started with a note, every
Wednesday morning. Like today’s:
Cindy,
Be in my
living room, naked, and ready to accommodate my wishes at exactly 7 p.m.
Bring the
mask and I’ll bring the honey.
I’m going to
suckle your tits until your milk squirts all over the ceiling.
Devin.
Trust me, I’d
hit the ceiling before.
Ever since
seeing the word honey, my pussy had gone soft and willing. I’d ached all day
with anticipation. The usual sitting service was at home with my child. And
now, after what felt like hours but had to be only half the usual hour session,
my breasts leaked milk down my honey slathered torso and Devin leaned over me,
carefully keeping the view of my body open to the viewers, and licked my milk
from the tips of my breasts as he dribbled warm honey on my tight, elongated
nipples.
“You are so
horny, aren’t you?” he whispered against my puckered skin. “Do you want my cock
in your pussy?”
I moaned,
suddenly afraid to beg. Cause if I did, he’d sense what I really meant was that
I wanted to surrender completely to this strange dance we’d been performing for
weeks. Finally, I caved…
*
Copyright :
Milked by her Alien Masters
Alien Masters #1
Elsa Silk
Published by Kinky Inck.
Copyright © 2014 by Elsa Silk.
All rights reserved. No part of this
publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in
any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise,
without the prior written permission of the author.
Manufactured in the United States of
America
Cover Copyright © 2014 by Elsa Silk.
First Published Electronically 2014.
This is a work of fiction. The
characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s
imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual
events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.
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