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Thread: Relaxation Leads To (CP and myself)

Molly had been with Peter since she was a little girl. As a child she had been bought by his family and given to him as a birthday present. They were seven at the time and Molly remembered it. There were good and bad times of course but the two of them had grown up together, there wasn't a person in this house that knew Peter better then Molly. Lately his parents had been trying to fix him up, marry him off to some rich girl that he did not even know for the better of the family or for some busyness opportunity. She had seen their type a million times over. They came in there and pretended like they cared about Peter, pretending they were interested in something other then his money. They'd come here and treat her like she was trash, sometimes even try and get into bed with him in hopes of increasing their chances. As it was Molly had long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She was thin and petite. Her silky smooth hair was pulled back into a tight little bun was was requested by his parents. The glasses on the end of her nose were stylish, thin lenses. She was wearing a classic maids uniform, The black dress went down to her knees, the apron around the front was frilly and spotless. Her white stocking covered the rest of her legs and lead all the way down to the black flats. She was supposed to be wearing heels but traveling a house as big as this heels were murder on her feet. She heard someone coming and quickly hid the flats in the back of his walk in closet, she heard the door to his room open ad she put the straps around her ankles. The shoes looked like classic mary-janes only with much higher heels. When he called her the girl's lush red lips pulled back into a smile and she can out of the walk in closet. Master I was just finishing putting your cloths away. Is there something you need? She asked him. Molly was always happy to serve Peter, perhaps happier then she should be to see him happy.
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Frustrated with the tie Peter ceased trying to loosen it and instead just removed it all together, letting it fall to the floor before removing his shoes, the stiff leather having grown uncomfortable. They needed to be broken in but the problem was that once he broke them in they would cease to shine there way they did when they were new... which meant that they would be replaced right away. His feet had no doubt been torn up just wearing them for a few hours and every time he put them on he felt new sympathy for Molly and those heels, hell if it weren't for how her legs looked in them he would have probably had her stop wearing them some time ago. It was just a pity that her maid uniform wasn't more flattering, shorten the skirt, add some fishnets maybe, and of course tighten the whole thing up and it would be just about perfect. The clothing can wait. He grunted as he sank into a comfortable chair, feeling better already with the tie and shoes off, like he could breath properly. I had another one of those boring little meetings with a possible future wife. He explained, though he suspected that she already knew. The women as a rule were absolute bitches and treated Molly quite poorly, it was understandable why she hated them. And of course he could understand at least at some level why they disliked her, even if he were to get married he wouldn't let Molly go, she belonged to him, a close friend with whom he had shared many things, he would never get rid of one who could please him so perfectly... especially if it were a marriage of convenience. Needless to say it was a rather tedious affair and could use your special brand of help in unwinding. He thought that would make it quite clear what he desired, he needed to experience release if he was to unwind.
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She knew what it was like to have uncomfortable shoes but she said nothing on the subject, it was not her place to say anything about what was worn. If he could convince his family to allow it then he would be able to do what ever he chose with her uniform. He could make it shorter, tighter, change the stocking to fishnets or simply remove the uniform all together and make her clean the house in nothing at all but carrying the cleaning supplies would be difficult then. I saw. What a... energetic woman. Molly knew better then to insult Peter's potential matches. There had been a fight a few months ago where his parents were deciding who to pick for him to see next. Molly had suggested inviting him in on the decision and she was yelled at for it, then she questioned why he wasn't considered while they decided his future and she was smacked. They were allowed to hit her, she was property after all, but Peter never raised a hand to her. When he mentioned her special brand of unwinding she blushed. Sometimes when he was tense a glass of milk could calm him, sometimes he preferred it form the source. I am sorry master but you will need to be a little bit more specific. she told him as she returned to the laundry basket filled with his cloths, folding them and putting them away as she hoped to calm the blush on her cheeks. She hoped that he meant that he wanted some milk, she was given special medication so that she would produce milk just for him and with all of the meetings things have been so busy they haven't had any alone time and her breasts were large and swollen in their neglect.
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He watched her blush with a small smile, he had a very good idea about where her mind had gone but that wasn't quite what he had in mind. Sex was easy enough for him to come by, especially during his little courtship encounters with the potential wives. However he had refrained from seduction this time, for some reason that he couldn't explain he just hadn't been in the mood and certainly wasn't in it now. However Molly... that was a tempting though. The knowledge that he could have her in an instant if he were to say it was an exciting one but he couldn't do that to her, some people used their slaves in such ways, abused them horribly but she was a friend, a lovely friend whom he had considered taking several times but had never been able to say the words that would get her into his bed in an instant. That of course didn't mean that he hadn't fantasized about it, that he hadn't watched her closely, she was incredibly beautiful and the temptation was almost always present. Of course, I'm sorry. He said with a small chuckle, unable to keep his eyes from her swollen and heavy breasts, knowing that it had to be uncomfortable for her at that moment. My back is a little bit tight and I am thirsty, so after we have relieved a little bit of the pressure from your breasts I would like you to give me a massage, just something to help me unwind. He licked his lips a little, an unconscious gesture that came from the thought of her taste, it was unlike anything else and even know he knew that without attention it became uncomfortable for her he knew that he didn't want to give up her sweet taste.
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As she unbuttoned her top and revealed her breasts to him Peter shifted a little in his seat, trying and failing to hide the impressive bulge that was growing in his pants, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. It was more then just the taste of her milk that he enjoyed, he loved to press his lips to those perfect little nipples, to cup her flawless breasts in his hands and gently squeeze them, not just to aid in the flow but also just for the sheer enjoyment of the act. There were many women he had seduced but none of them had been able to compare to her beauty, none of them had such lovely breasts. Now that his mind had gone down this road he knew that he would be taking his desires in hand later that evening, handling his own needs until he was sore and unsatisfied, laying in bed and thinking of Molly. Still, just because he wouldn't go so far as to fuck her or even lay a lustful hand on her didn't mean that he couldn't do things that would help him enjoy himself a little more, something to add to his growing library of fantasies. Take the dress off. He sighed, trying to sound a little bit impatient as he looked at her, noting the blush on her cheeks, something that was as beautiful as anything else about her. You look silly standing there with it half hanging off you. A poor excuse he knew to get more of her clothing off of her but he couldn't just say that he wanted to see her naked. And it was time for another pure excuse merely to get more closeness from her as he drank. Why don't we have you sit across my lap, my back if a bit tight to lean over and I know its uncomfortable for you to bend over to help me reach your nipples, maybe that would work better. He was literally torturing himself, this would lead his brain no where that would help, not a single good thing could really come of this but he needed to do it.
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When he said to take the dress off she looked at him surprised. He had almost snapped the demand. She hadn't noticed the bulge in his pants but when he said it looked silly the slave rubbed her arm a little bit, embarrassed by the comment. She pulled the dress over her head, exposing her white silky panties and the lacy garders that held up the white stockings that went with her uniform. She felt a little bit silly now, standing there with her bra open and still in her shoes despite the fact that she was clearly indecent to go anywhere. That didn't mean that she didn't look drop dead sexy as she walked to hang up her dress so it would not wrinkle. The girl had all the right curves in all the right places. When she heard what he said about sitting on his lap she looked down and her face flushed pink when she saw the bulge in his pants. It seemed that she wasn't the only one eager to get to the suckling. She took off the bra as well, since it was hanging lose she thought it would look as silly as the dress had. Her whole upper half was bare. She wore no necklace and only had little diamond studs in her ears for looks. Her silken blonde hair was pulled up into a neat bun, when freed it fell all the way to the small of her back but he hadn't seen it down in a very long time. Still, she did what he said and straddled his lap, blushing deeply as she felt his length pressing through his pants against her panties. She put her hands on his arms to hold herself and kept her head down to try and hide the heavy blush that was collecting on her cheeks. Sure she'd seen him naked but sitting on his lap while he was aroused like this was a whole new experience. A-are you ready? She asked him, still blushing deeply a the situation.
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Despite himself, despite all of his ideals about not taking advantage of his power over her Peter was very tempted to go further as she removed her dress and the bra. How easy it would be for him to just unzip his pants and show her just how to please him. Taking it as far as he was right now, wasn't this abusing his power over her in a sense. With the way she blushed her knew she was a little bit embarrassed about the situation. Still, in his mind there was a fine line between tormenting himself and fueling a few fantasies and outright ordering her to take care of his needs. He wasn't quite ready yet though, he was going to enjoy this for as long as he could before it was finished. Almost unconsciously his body began to move, grinding lightly up against her while his hands held her hips and his eyes roamed over her body. Its been a little while since we last bathed together. He commented, knowing it had been several years but couldn't recall how many. Your hips are much more full then they once were, you have grown. And with that observation he reached behind her, undoing the bun that held her hair up in a desire to get the full effect. Peter smiled a little as he saw the golden tresses fall down her back, his fingers brushing through the silken locks before he lightly cupped and lifted her breasts, once more taking his time and feeling their weight and firmness. Finally with his curiosity satisfied he dipped his head to her breasts, running a tongue over each nipple to ensure they were hardened before latching his mouth over the left breast, suckling gently until he felt the first trickle of warm liquid pour over his tongue like his own source of ambrosia.
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She tried to ignore the feeling, really she did. Straddling the bulge in his pants she knew that he was aroused but when he began to shift, grinding ever so slightly against her, it was beginning to arouse her as well. At the same time he had his hands on her hips, holding them in a way she had only seen in her dreams. Gently she places one of her hands over his. Even if he didn't really care the way that she wanted him to, even if this was only for the breast milk and even if it was just bodily lust it was fun to pretend. It was fun to pretend that he really cared about her, when she had time to herself she could imagine that she was not his slave but his girlfriend or even his close friend. She could pretend that even if she was not his property he would still enjoy having her around. She could pretend that he'd love her the way that she loved him. The only problem with pretending was that eventually you had to stop and get back to reality and as much as she wanted it that reality was not the one that she lived in. His comment about her hips made her blush. I-It has been a while... she agreed, unsure of what he was waiting for. Usually he didn't stall this long before drinking from her but she didn't mind, it was more alone time that she got to spend with him. When he reached up and undid her bun she was caught off guard. She felt her hair come loose and reached up to fix it then she stopped. She felt his fingers brushing through her hair and she could not help but smile. If she had her way she would keep her hair down all the time just in hopes that he would do this again but his parents had control over her uniform and they said her hair needed to be pulled out of the way. Finally he got to her breasts. He handled her body with care, he almost seemed to be inspecting them, committing them to memory, they were, after all, a size larger then when he last had them. When he dipped down to get to them Molly took hold of his arms, leaning back a little to give him more access. Her breath quickened a little when his tongue ran over the sensitive flesh and as he began to suckle small pleasured whimper escaped the girl. This was not the first time she'd done this, sometimes he could even get a moan out of her, he wasn't the only one that found pleasure in this.
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He was lost as he drank, at first suckling gently but the taste quickly drove him to draw harder against her nipples, his mouth opening wide to engulf as much of her breast as he could as he swallowed every drop greedily. The taste was like nothing he could describe, warm and satisfying like nothing else, the taste always seeming to change a little bit depending on what she had eaten last. Whatever that last meal of hers had been it had been something quite sweet, possibly fruit of some kind. The whimpering though, he hadn't really noticed that she did that in the past... was that a sound of pleasure or just more embarrassment. Either way he ground up against her harder, unable to help himself at the sound of those enticing little noises that she was making. Everything that she was doing right then would only fuel his fantasies later on that night as he lay in his bed, knowing that she was in the adjoining room and that all he would have to do is call her name and he could have her doing anything he desired in a moment. Finding the flow of milk slowing a little he moved his attention to the other breast, running his tongue up the underside in order to catch a little milk that had already flowed from her and began to suckle again, this time drawing greedily from the very beginning, never being satisfied by the taste, he would never be satisfied. It took several more minutes before the flow had slowed enough that Peter felt it was safe enough to cease drinking without it dribbling down her breasts for the next hour. I needed that, thank you Molly. He murmured, feeling very content and much more relaxed then he had been just a few minutes before. Now there was an entirely new problem that he needed to pay attention to and it would be best done without her there. It was even more pressing then the stiffness in his neck which was already seeming to disappear, perhaps just caused by his own tension. Why don't you just go and enjoy the rest of the day, I think I am just going to retire early, my parents have another one of those little courtship attempts set up for tomorrow, I am supposed to spend all day with this one and would like to be well rested for that.
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At first he drank slowly but as her master drank more and more her greedily there was nothing she could do but allow it and she wouldn't have stopped him if she had been able to. The feeling was like nothing else. It was true, last she had taken a peach to eat. It had not been lunch time but the parents were away and on a hot day like this the snack was welcome, she hadn't thought it would change the flavor. She could not help herself, it had been so long and it felt so good. More pleasured whimpers slipped by her luscious lips. Her back arched in the ecstasy and a moan managed to find it's way out of her. Then he moved his attention to the other breast. Her breath caught when he lapped up the milk that had dribbled down when his attention was fixed on the other. This time he didn't bother to star slowly, he latched onto her and drank, drawing another moan form the woman. Molly naturally had a beautiful voice and when she moaned it was enchanting. She could not help herself, just as he was lightly grinding against her she began to do the same. She didn't know if he knew how good it felt when he drank form her but she wished that she could tell him. Maybe then she could explain the growing wetness in her panties and the moans that came from her as he drank. When he was finally finished and pulled away she looked into his eyes, breathing a little harder then she had been before this. She couldn't help but smile when he thanked her. He seemed to be the only one interested in calling her Molly, everyone else around the house just called her slave. When he said that she could go her smile faded, she liked to spend time with him, it had been so long but... she couldn't refuse his orders... only this seemed more like a suggestion. As she removed herself from his lap she smiled. Thank you for the suggestion but if I leave your cloths in the basket they will wrinkle. It was a lame excuse to spend time with him, she knew it. She put on the apron, leaving the dress and the bra aside as she went back to his closet and continued to fold and hang his cloths. She could have easily redressed herself but she wanted him to look at her. She hated these matches his parents kept setting him up with. If she could she would keep him up as long as she wanted, do whatever it took to mkae sure that he was too tired on his all day date for the whore-, er, woman to enjoy him.
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As she got up Peter was a little surprised to see a spot of what could only be moisture on the front of her panties, could it be that she had been enjoying it as much as he had. Thinking back he could remember her moaning quite loudly and it had seemed as though she was grinding against him for a little bit there. Could it be that his sweet and innocent Molly had been getting off on being used in that way. Quickly Peter pushed those thoughts from his head, if he allowed his mind to dwell on such things then it would only end badly, that was the first step toward forcing her to parade naked at all times or to use her mouth to satisfy him as he slept... a single step in the wrong direction. Still he couldn't help but stare at her as she went to go and fold his clothing, that was really quite unnecessary. As far as he cared the clothing could sit and get wrinkled, he would much rather just sit and watch her. You really don't have to do that. He assured her, wanting to have her turn so that he could see more then just her backside concealed by her hair. Its quite alright, you deserve to have a little bit of time to yourself. It was a tad confusing, he would love to just watch her and use that to fuel his fantasies but at the same time the bulge in his pants required quite a bit of attention and he couldn't quite do that with here there. In an attempt to hide it a bit further he reached down and adjusted his pants around the bulge to keep it out of sight. Seriously Molly, why don't you take tomorrow off and enjoy yourself. You work constantly and need a little bit of time to have some fun.
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Molly had been hoping that he would not notice the wet spot in her panties. The slave was blushing deeply, embarrassed by what she had been doing but it had felt so good and he was doing it too.... so... She quickly distracted herself with his cloths, even if he didn't care of his cloths got wrinkled his family would. Of course I have to, she smiled kindly, if I don't then they will get wrinkled and I will have to wash them again to get the wrinkles out. The told him. Still he insisted that she deserved time to herself and hat just made her smile. She didn't get to have time to herself, she needed to be ready for anything that he would ask of her. When he mentioned her taking the next day off she stopped folding the item in her hands and looked at him, completely shocked. Th-the day off? She asked him, sounding nervous and confused. She hadn't been given a day off, she always needed to be there for him, even when he was away form the home then she would have to take orders from his parents, if the whole family was away then she was still expected to clean things up and keep the place constantly spotless. They usually gave her a job to take care of if they left her home alone but the idea of having the whole day to do what she wanted... It was something she hadn't even considered in a very long time. The girl looked at the ground then she looked back at him. Had she done something wrong that he wanted her to leave him alone for the day or even leave the house? She hadn't gone anywhere other then the places they took her with them. Sure there were times when she would have to make a run to the store but that is about it. I-I wouldn't know what to do... Should I stay here? What would I do here? she asked him, confused and unsure of what she would do if she really was given a day to herself.