Six Times A Day - P153 Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Then, to his great surprise, Susan put her hands in the way and said “Wait!”
“‘Wait?'” Alan lifted his head in confusion.
She spoke apologetically. “There are few things on God’s green earth that I would love more than having you suckle on my tits, now or anytime you so desire. And my udders are in need of relief. But … there’s something I’d like to get first. Is that okay, Master?”
“It’s very okay. Tonight is all about making you happy, you and your fellow wives. So, whatever you want.”
She smiled with gratitude. “Thank you! I love you so much. I’ll be right back!”
She got off the bed and hustled to the master bathroom, clutching her big rack as she went. But she was only in there for a few seconds before she came running right back.
He was surprised; he’d barely had time to start to relax. When he saw her gorgeous nude body returning to him, he said, “Wow, that was fast!”
“Sorry. It’s just that I’m so excited!” She pinned her hands behind her back. It was a sexy pose, and she belatedly took advantage of that by thrusting her enormous globes forward. But she wasn’t simply being submissive with her pose this time.
He spoke his thoughts out loud, “You’re hiding something in your hands, aren’t you?”
She admitted shyly, “I am. But before I show it to you, I need to explain.”
He waved her closer. “No problem. But please come stand here right next to me, so I can caress your fit and fantastic body while you do.”
“Great idea!”
She quickly moved over, with her legs up against the side of the sheets. She then spread her legs and arched her back, offering her body to his touch. “Master, you’re so great! You say ‘please’ when you tell me to do something, even though you don’t have to be polite to your slaves. And now you’re making me so happy and horny!”
She looked down at her body and the way his hands were already on her. He’d scooted to the edge of the bed, allowing him to fondle her slit and clit with one hand while generally exploring her hips and tummy with the other.
She spoke faster, trying to get her message out about what she held before she got too aroused and distracted to talk. “This is rather strange, but I have a gift I want to give you, so you can give it to me.”
He looked up at her, pleasantly surprised. His hands stopped their caressing. “Oh, really? That’s interesting. You’re the most selfless person I know. You never give yourself anything.”
Her face started to blush with embarrassment. “This is different. You see, back on Tuesday, when I visited a, um, a … sex shop, I saw something for sale that I decided I just had to have.”
He smirked as one his hands rose up and fondled a nipple. “Huh. An impulse buy. Also very unlike you. The plot thickens. Please continue.”
“Well, uh, I’m going to tell you before I show you. Maybe you’ll be less shocked that way. What I bought are, um … er … nipple clamps.”
“Nipple clamps?!” Due to that idea, he brought his other hand up and began pinching and pulling on both of her nipples at the same time.
She winced, trying hard to not get distracted by her growing arousal. “Yes! But don’t worry; I’m not into bondage or pain or that kind of stuff. Well, not much anyway … I just think it would be fun if you wanted to tie me up before fucking my face sometimes, and that sort of thing…” She shivered with an obvious lusty surge.
He didn’t say anything, but simply kept working his fingers on her nipples and weighty globes.
She hastily explained, “Like, when you spank me, you could tie me up for that too! Or, when you…” She realized with embarrassment that she was going off on a sexy tangent, as she often did. “Anyway, I digress. What I’m trying to say is that these clamps serve a practical purpose.” She bit her lip nervously and looked away. “You see, they’re for leakage control.”
He nodded. “I see. How do they work?”
“Well, they’re metal clamps that clamp down on my nipples, but not tight enough to cut off blood flow. They’re merely tight enough to constrict the ducts to prevent milk seepage and leakage. And that’s a problem I’ve been having since I’ve started … you know. Lactating for you.”
He loved how embarrassed she got talking about this sort of thing. But he stayed quiet and reveled in fondling her incredible rack.
She had to concentrate to keep talking, because his tit play was arousing her so much. “Lately, I’ve been naked most of the time, which I love, because I am your big-titted milk-cow mommy. But sometimes I do have to wear clothes, and when I do, I leak milk from time to time, which can be problematic. So to prevent that happening, I can wear these.”
He looked at her blushing face, studying her expression while he continued to play with her nipples. He was being much more aggressive with the nipple play than usual, based on this latest information. “Hmmm. Interesting. I don’t have a problem with that. It sounds like a good idea. So let’s see these things already.”
“Thank you, Master! Thank you so much! You’re too kind.” She shyly brought the nipple clamps from behind her back and held them out for him.
He took the two clamps from her and examined them. They looked a lot like clamps for paper to him, except they were gold-colored and there was a thin gold chain connecting them. “Hrm. More interesting still. Made out of gold?”
She turned away shyly. “Gold plated, actually. I didn’t want to get such an expensive type, but it was the only one they had! I’m sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing? Mom, you’re worth it. If they were solid gold that would be even better because you’re worth it. I would buy gold everything for you if I thought that’s what would make you happy, but I know you don’t go for material things very much.”
“Oh, Son!” She was overcome with love and joy. They shared a heartfelt look.
Then he examined the nipple clamps more closely. “Hrm. You didn’t mention the chain.”
Her blush deepened. “They kind of come that way.”
He smirked. I very much doubt that! Anyway, I can see they’re detachable. But let’s let her have some fun.
He switched into masterly mode. “Okay, Mom. Kneel. You gave me this gift, but now I’m going to give it to you.”
She quickly dropped to her knees in front of him. She struck as sexy a pose as possible, with her head tilted back, her back arched as much as possible, and her tits thrust forward outrageously. She pinned her hands behind her back again, although she had nothing to hide this time. Her humiliation grew greater still, and her blush reddened even more, but this was the kind of sexy humiliation she absolutely adored.
He thought about what he could say to further arouse her through heightening her sense of his domination over her. He finally decided silence was best.
Time passed. A full minute and then some.
Susan’s head was spinning and her heart was racing. Dear God! This is IT! This is what I love, this is what fulfills me most, being dominated by my son! He doesn’t even have to say a word and he makes my entire body tingle with arousal and delight! And now I’m his wife and his slave, which means we’ll never ever be parted! I could just die of too much joy!
Finally, he decided to speak. The only thing he said was a practical command: “Hold your tits tightly together, please.”
She did so, gladly.
Then he let the silence stretch out again as he took his time carefully studying the clamps. He wasn’t actually that interested in examining them that much; he just wanted to make her squirm with anticipation and embarrassment. He looked her over carefully some more, further driving her wild.
Finally, he popped them open and clamped the nipple clamps onto her. Once he was done, he said, “There we go. How do you like that, my milky mommy?”
She suddenly relaxed, like a soldier being told to stand at ease. “I love it! Thank you, Master!”
He quipped, “Don’t thank me. Thank the sexy lady who secretly got this gift for you.”
She grinned with delight at that.
He asked, “What happens when I do this?” He tugged lightly on the chain between her nipples. The chain naturally sagged down with a lot of slack to it, but he tugged with increasing force until the chain straightened and her nipples started to pull towards him.
She didn’t answer, but she did moan lustily.
He flashed a toothy smile at that. “VERY interesting! But what if I tug too hard? Could that hurt your nipples?”
“That’s practically impossible, Master. The package says the clamps have a quick release catch and will come off long before any permanent damage could occur.”
“Good. I’m against tattoos and even piercings, except in the earlobe, and all that sort of thing, because I don’t want anything to mar your flawless body. Or, actually, I should say MY slave’s flawless body, shouldn’t I?” He possessively cupped her pussy mound. “Your body belongs to me, doesn’t it, slave?”
She shivered lustily, from head to toe. “Yes, Master!” Oh boy! Do I have a great master or what?! He’s so right! My big-titted body belongs to him! I’m here to serve him! For his pleasure!
He stared at the clamps while sliding his finger under the loosely hanging chain. “But I suppose this is okay. So the real question here is, are YOU happy with these?”
She nodded eagerly. “Very!”
“Cool. Now, my sexy slave mommy, I have new orders for you. I want you to go to your wardrobe and put on some kind of sexy see-through lingerie. Something special, something I haven’t seen before.” He resumed fondling her immense tits. “Pick something that leaves these wonderful milky udders completely exposed, okay?”
She nodded again, while wearing nothing but her nipple clamps and a great big smile.
“I still intend to help drain your udders, but we’ll do that downstairs. I want everyone to see your sexy new gift. We’re going to wow ’em with a big entrance.”
“Yes, Master! I love it!” Susan stood up and hurried to her walk-in closet.
Alan put on a bathrobe, wearing it very loosely, not even bothering to tie the sash across the front, so that his genitals were on display where it gapped open. He left the master bedroom and went to the bathroom in the hall to freshen up.
By the time he was done, Susan was ready too, so they headed downstairs hand in hand to rejoin the rest of the family.