Angela smiled. She crawled onto the bed, her heavy breasts dangling down, her nipples hard. Her red hair caressed my stomach as she leaned over and suckled at my breast. My breast milk still flowed—I could control it—and I groaned as my Mistress nursed.
Yes, drink my milk,” I groaned as I undulated, my hands pulling against my bonds. They weren't tight enough. Those novices didn't know anything about proper bondage.
Angela nipped my nipple hard with her teeth between suckles. The pleasure shot down to my aching, wet pussy. I clenched and groaned, my body shuddering against my bonds. I loved the pain. I drank it in.
Her hand swept across my stomach and reached for my other breast. She squeezed my tit, letting her fingernails bite into my flesh. I shuddered and savored the ache. Her fingers slid up and found my nipples and pinched.
Mistress,” I bucked as the pain shot through me. One nipple buzzed with pleasure as she suckled and the other screamed in pain as she pinched.