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The Next Three Years....year two
I have found that when a major life event takes place, the mind stores
away every detail of the event. That is what happened the day our
daughter was born.
It was about 9:30 a.m. About one hour earlier I had drawn a pint of milk
for one of the neighbors as they waited and watched me express into the
small bucket they brought. So, after they left, dressed in white thigh
highs and 4" inch heels, I was folding laundry. My recently drained tits
jiggled as I went through the motions of folding Master Robert's
underwear. I knew my 44d tits would need another draining in about an
hour. I heard my wife Carol's loud moaning from upstairs.
Master Robert was away on an overnight business trip. It was supposed to
be a three day trip but he was concerned about leaving my wife that close
to her delivery date. I knew the moaning was not from their lovemaking.
Carol called out for me and I went upstairs to see what she needed. "My
water broke!" was her reply. It looked like I would be the one to get
her to the hospital.
I needed to get dressed quickly. I grabbed a a green plaid wool skirt.
It was one of my most conservative skirts. It ended about 6 inches above
my knees. I knew that I could not go without a bra as my tits would be
swinging everywhere...but alas, I had no bras of a size capable of
containing my milkers. I quickly threw on a tight white lace camisole
and covered it with a heavy turtle neck sweater. There was a little
jiggle, but not too bad. I did a flyby of the mirror to straighten my
hair and make-up.
I assisted Carol in getting into pj's and a robe. We had a "go" bag
ready for this occasion. I helped Carol out to the car and went back in
to grab the bag. It had been quite a long time since I was permitted to
go anywhere in the car other than to the market or to the salon. I'm not
a pediatrician, but I could tell that we needed to get to the hospital
fast. Carol was panting heavily through the moans of each contraction.
We arrived at the hospital and were quickly admitted. Everything was
prearranged. The admittance desk asked my relation to the mother to be.
I replied, "Employee." What else could I say?
Carol went right to delivery. I was not considered family...even though
Carol was my wife. The baby's father was Master Robert. I was just
their cuckold wife and servant.
I was shown to the waiting room. I called Master and told him of the
events taking place. It would be several hours before he could board a
flight and then another 5 hours before he would get there. I was a
nervous wreck. Perhaps it was the adrenaline flow or the hurried
activity that caused my tits to start leaking. I had to make a dash for
the ladies room where I found an empty stall. Once inside, I hoisted up
my now dampened camisole and thankfully, barely damp sweater. My tits
were almost to the point of dripping. I had no option but to start
draining them. I bent over the commode and started milking my long,
thick, rubbery nipples. Streams of milk shot into the bowl. In the
rush, I had not time to grab breakfast. Before I had them comfortably
emptied, I lifted each nipple to my lips and sucked them dry. It was so
comforting to know, that my milk would soon be the menu for our daughter.
It was also nice to experience a touch of home in the sterile environment
of the hospital. The more I calmed down, the more milk let down. It
took about 10 minutes at each tit to finish draining them. I
straightened my clothing, make-up, and hair before I went back to the
waiting room.
Carol was in labor for only an hour before the baby made her appearance.
The ward nurse informed me that Carol had delivered a beautiful daughter
and was in recovery. I was not allowed to see her until the father
arrived. Master had managed to grab an earlier flight than expected. He
arrived around 4:00 p.m.. I filled him in on the details and he asked
the nurse if we could now see the mother and child.
The baby was beautiful. It was decided that the child was to be named
"Roberta." Carol's colostrum was coming in. Roberta had already tried
to latch. I on the other hand was leaking badly. Not wanting to miss a
moment with my wife and Master Robert's newborn, I once again visited the
ladies room adjoining the maternity ward to express my milk and relieve
the strain on my swollen udders.
Master had me take the car back to our home and he stayed with Carol and
Roberta. I was to return the following morning and bring any items they
may need. When I arrived home, there were two guests waiting in the
driveway. They had been waiting awhile and were anxious to dump their
loads into me. I was not wearing panties, so it was as simple as bending
me over the hood of the car and pumping into me. As usual, my udders
drained all over my camisole, sweater, and the hood of the car as they
took turns using me. I had cum dripping down my thighs and milk soaking
my sweater. When they were through with me, I thanked them for being so
patient and went into the house to clean up. When cleaned, I slipped
into my nightie and went to bed.
I returned to the hospital the following morning. The staff had allowed
Master to sleep in the vacant bed in the semi private room they had moved
Carol into. Master was awake when I got there. It was still early and
the daytime staff had not arrived. I had brought the things they
requested and a quart of my fresh milk I drew that morning. Master sat
on the edge of the bed sipping the milk as I knelt before him and let my
throat relieve him of any pent up seed. "I've had a chance to do some
thinking last night," he said. "Now that there is a child in the house,
we can't have men dropping by at all hours of the day. Anyway, you will
be busy with taking care of Roberta," I was concerned. It was just a
way of life for me now to make my feminized body available for any of our
acquaintances. I easily accepted all shapes and sizes of men into my
sissy pussy and throat. My tongue brought pleasure to many a rosebud or
clit. I had developed a thirst for cum. I was addicted to the taste and
consistency. I treated piss as a treat and readily drank all that was
presented. I was a buxom hot wife, even though I still had that little
stub of a penis. I was by all accounts both a faithful servant and wife
to Master and Carol, yet also the neighborhood whore. I loved my life
and I loved making my owners and the neighborhood happy. Was this all to
end? I felt a yearning inside me that I could not contain.
I removed his cock from my mouth and said, "Master, I do so want to be a
wife, a mother, and your maid. But you've trained me to crave my body
being used for pleasure. I've never asked for anything before. Is there
some way I can at least continue to use my body to please others?" I
implored. "I told you I had been thinking about this, sissy girl. I
think you can still get all our needs filled," he replied as he gently
stroked my cheek. "We've been taking your needs for granted," he
confessed. "You showed us a new skill when we picked you up from
Mistress Daphne's studio. You seemed to really enjoy spreading for her
dog Rex. I'm tasking you with selecting a dog for you to take the place
of the men you've been satisfying. You select one. Price is not a
concern as it is you who will be his bitch. You will still provide for
your wife's and my needs as required as well as the buck you select. But
the visitors must stop. We have a family now. Our reputation in the
neighborhood is not one of respect. We will also be relocating to
another city. No one there will know of our past. All who come to know
us will see Carol and I as loving parents and you as an attractive and
devoted nanny." I slip the head of his cock back past my lips and tongue
then deep into my throat. I could feel my throat swell each time the
knob went past my uvula. I was so happy that he thought about my welfare
at a time like this. He grunted. His shaft throbbed on my tongue and
shot gobs of his delicious semen into my throat. I stood and kissed him
with my cum covered lips as I tucked his cock back into his trousers.
Seconds later the nurse walked in. I think she might have suspected that
something had just occurred between us.
Carol and Roberta were home now. After Carol's colostrum abated, I took
over the nursing of Roberta. I was still producing way too much milk for
one baby. I froze the excess for future use. Master informed all our
former "guests" that I was off the schedule as far as being their cum
dump. I would still provide them with milk when it was available. As
Master shopped for a new home, I took care of Carol and Roberta. I also
checked on line with various kennels to find my buck. After an
exhaustive search, I settled on a Great Pyrenees. Master and Carol went
to inspect the dog. They agreed on the price and brought him home.
Since he was to be my buck, I named him Buck. He was still young, not
quite a puppy, but not quite mature. Training him wasn't easy. They are
a stubborn breed. Getting him trained to let me be his bitch was another
story. We started by using my sissy pussy as his dog dish. I would sit
on the floor with my legs spread wide and pour his food on my pussy. He
would eat and then lick up any juices. He actually preferred to eat from
my pussy than to use his dog dish. I also started stroking his cock with
my hand on a regular basis. It wasn't long before I replaced my hand
with my tongue. Finally the day came when his big cock sprang from its
sheath and he attempted to mount me. I called Carol and Master into the
room as I got on all fours in front of him for the first time. He
wasn't that adept at his duty the first time, but in the following days
he figured it out. I would do my household chores as well as tending to
Roberta in nothing but thigh highs and heels. Buck would wait anxiously
until I sensed his need and would drop to the ground for him. He learned
to be a good lover. On our morning and evening walks he would often pull
me off the trail and mount me. I would always wear a short skirt to make
it easy for him. We would walk back to the house satisfied. My pussy
would be full of cum. I thank Mistress Daphne for showing me how to use
tampons. Buck stayed in my bed at night. He was young and strong and
quite insatiable. Every other hour I was either feeding Roberta or
mating with Buck. I must say, I barely missed our frequent guests. Buck
took care of me. I still serviced Master and Carol whenever they
desired. I greeted them every morning with breakfast in bed, drank their
morning nectar, helped them get ready for work, then kissed them both
good bye as they left. I maintained a spotless household. I cooked the
meals. I provided all the milk they needed. Roberta and I developed a
strong bond. Buck kept me satisfied. My life was sweet. I was so
happy.
Master finally settled on a new home in a town about 40 miles from our
current home. We didn't broadcast our departure from the neighborhood as
we wanted a fresh start and a better reputation.
TO BE CONTINUED....
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