Chapter 20
Withdrawing her finger, she spoke to you. "I had a report given to me today that
something was not right." "You need to tell me all about it." "There is nothing
that I can't find out so you might as well confess." "If I have to beat it out
of you then that could be done, but since this is your first time in prison then
you might not get punished as severely."
Her finger went to your nipple ring and she pulled you forward while walking
backward toward the exercise area.
You followed, thinking to yourself, does she know about my plan to get word out
of the country? Oh, that would be terrible, but what if she is bluffing? You
chose not to answer her.
When she had taken you to the exercise area the woman took a loop of rope off a
hook on the wall, placed one loop around each wrist and flipped a button.
Whoosh, up your arms went. You almost left the floor. Then she put another loop
of rope around each ankle and pulled it tight. She flipped another button and
your ankles were pulled wide and behind you. It happened so fast that you lost
balance, and hung by your wrists. The woman opened a cupboard and took some
things out. She began hooking them on your nipple rings til your rings made a
painful pulling on your breasts. Then she reached under you and placed some of
them on your rings there also. You felt your outer lips stretch and stretch, and
when they hurt she put some on the inner ones! Finally she began placing them on
your clit which was already long but it was not able to take much before you
cried out.
"When you begin to talk, they come off." She told you. "It could be a short or
long night."
She left the area and you worried that your body parts might never be the same
again.
The woman was gone for a long time before she returned holding the suit, and
those milking cones in her hand. She said, "These were in the wrong places, did
you try them on?"
Since you remained silent and she had a more stern look on her face and said,
"Perhaps you need something to make your memory better?"
You saw her from the corner of your eye go to the cabinet again. She took
something with an electrical cord on it and came back. She plugged it in the
wall outlet and set it below you. It had three cords on it, and only one was
plugged into the wall. The other two she picked up and used tiny clips, snapped
them on your nipple rings. When she flipped the switch, your nipples came alive
with fire! You screamed.
Then she moved a clip to your clit, and when it touched you your bladder burst
control and you peed! She laughed and moved another clip to your pussy lip and
shocked you there. "I can do this all night," she remarked. "Now tell me what is
the reason the things were misplaced?"
You knew she'd win and you couldn't take this punishment all night so you
stopped screaming long enough to blurt out, "I tried them on!"
She took the clips away and looked into your eyes and said, "Repeat that and
tell me all about it."
You had to confess, "I saw them and tried to put the outfit on to be dressed but
it didn't cover me." "Then I put the cone on just to see what it felt like."
She laughed and said, "I see, and what else did you put on?"
You decided to admit that you connected the tubing and suction. "But it hurt so
I removed it." You cried.
The woman thought for a while and said, "Well, then you are going to put it on
tonight for bedtime!" "I take it you considered accepting duty in prison as a
milker rather than a laborer or maid?"
You admitted that laboring was not your best possibility because, as you said it
"I've never worked physically."
The woman smiled and said, "We will see if you can become a milker then." "But
you have to sign documents requesting that."
The woman flipped switches and you dropped to the floor as the ropes slackened
quickly. "Take the weights off yourself while I get your outfit," the woman
said.
You removed the ropes, and were surprised at the number of large lead weights
she had placed on your rings. Your pussy-lips felt inches longer.
The woman returned and gave you the suit. She watched as you put it on and then
she said "Kneel."
You knelt on all fours and felt her hands connect the cones and strapped you in
tight. It felt better than a punishment bra by tenfold. Next she took a pack and
placed it on the straps on your back and
connected the tubing. The thing she put on your back must have been a portable
pump because she did something and the cones tightened around your breasts. The
suction was not bad at first but after she felt the cones and pulled on them she
must have been able to control the suction because it tightened more, pulling
your nipples out and making the whole areola and nipple sensitive.
She walked toward the bedroom and motioned you to follow.
She told you to wait while she slid the bottom drawer out and before you got in
she took a large piece of wood from behind a cabinet and laid it on the drawer.
The board had holes in it, two where your breasts would be, and another farther
down. The woman told you to lay on your front again and your breasts hung down
below you in the holes. The tubing didn't even get in the way. Ankles and wrists
were again placed in the stocks and the woman stood away and said. "Almost
done."
You wondered what else could she do, as you were already feeling the suction
cause blood to pool in the ends of your breasts.
Her hands fiddled with the back and rear of the body-suit until you became clear
that it opened up and allowed her access to your pussy. You grunted as she
pushed something into your pussy! She pumped it til she was sure it went in all
the way and then said, "Remember the dildo will measure your muscular movements,
but will not necessarily bring you to orgasm." "You are forbidden to cum, even
though the milking sometimes brings women very near." "Punishment for having
orgasms will be to have electrical clips put on your pussy lips or clit, all
night."
She laid down and turned out the lights.
The cones on your breasts sucked and sucked, sometimes extremely tight and other
times just a little, never regularly. Your nipples were very hard and you felt
fluid pool in your pussy, the suction was nonstop. Hours went past and you felt
less able to sleep with this than the pins on your breasts and the thing inside
you the previous night.
The dildo just laid inside but you felt it since it was so large. Your mind
pictured it sticking in between your legs and how your flappy lips must have
looked. Pain radiated throughout your huge udders as they hung below you and you
were unable to touch, or move them even a little. They felt very heavy.
After a long time you must have fell asleep, but woke when you dreamed that you
were fucking some young stud like the one you had today. But he never gave you
orgasm, frustrating you.
In the morning after the woman woke she stood over you and said. "Those buttocks
are much too white." You didn't realize what that meant until you felt a whip
strike your cheeks. Her whipping was extremely vicious, and screams went
unheaded. Once your body was tanned enough she removed the stocks, letting you
out on your hands and knees. You were to crawl out of the bedroom and into the
bathroom, where she watched as you sat on the commode. Finally she made sure the
dildo remained in place. You were ordered to crawl to the exercise area.
She said, "Your exercises as a milker might not as severe but you aren't a real
milker yet are you?"
When you were in the exercise area, she let you eat some breakfast and drink
from the tube, leaving you there while she went upstairs.
Kneeling and eating while that milker pulled at your breasts and nipple was
difficult.
After the woman returned she came right over and said, "The first thing you do
for exercises is to kneel upright and extend your arms like a cross." "Now bring
your hands back together keeping your arms straight." "Open and close them like
this a while."
This position reminded you of a butterfly and you did this until your weary arms
began to shake.
She checked the placement of your dildo and cones before saying. "Next I want
you to kneel and lift one leg at a time straight behind you, keeping it out for
as long as I say."
You had to do many of these making your legs tired.
The woman now said, "I want you to do the full style pushups."
You tried to do some even as the cones touched the floor before they normally
would. You felt them press against your huge sore breasts. However you continued
to do those pushups as she ordered. It wasn't long and your arms began to freeze
up and you buckled to the floor. It made you afraid of punishment, and you
sobbed when you fell.
