jacqueline's enlargement treatment was nearing the end. It seemed her days were
filled with breasts and nipples - there was no escape. Each time she looked
down, the large soft curves swelled up from her chest. Inside, she was permitted no covering, but instead of
getting used to this nakedness like at
Roissy, she was constantly aware of her bare breasts.
she had been afraid that the treatment would numb her nipples, but the mocha
tips grew larger and more sensitive. she craved having them sucked, perhaps
some instinct that sucking would reduce the heavy feeling of fullness, like a
mother full of milk for her baby. Morning and night, she would beg O for her
tender lips to suck and nibble, briefly satisfying the greedy nipples.
One evening, the slaves had planned to watch a few chick flicks. René had
arrived with a bottle of wine and laughed heartily watching them wrestle around the couch before finding a
position where O could suck jacqueline's nipples and both could see the screen.
"Perhaps I should order a slave-milking machine, choura," he
offered, still smiling.
They both looked at him in disbelief at such an idea. He shrugged, telling them
to enjoy the movie and each other - for the moment. Tipping his wine glass, sweet drops fell on jacqueline's nipples
and breasts for O to lap up. He moved around
to the other side of them, trickling wine between jacqueline's smooth slit, then sucking it away. Doing the
same to O, then back to jacqueline, not
hurrying, waiting in between for them to return focus to the movie, then
distracting them again with his warm exploring tongue.
jacqueline wondered out loud how a wine-drenched cock would taste, and René
agreed to satisfy her curiosity. "After the film, of course." he
said, dripping more wine over her breasts, his fingers tracing designs in the
liquid as O's tongue swirled.
end