The Dairy Trap

[muffinstud]

Heather backs away from the large men. She almost makes an attempt to hit the nerd again, but thinks better of it. "Enjoy beating up on defenseless girls while you can. You'll get yours soon enough." She turns and heads out, holding up her hands in the strange paw-like gloves.

The milk smells sweet, and quite fresh. "Okay. Good luck! I'll be back around to bring you some more soon!" The girl on the other side of the door stands up straight... giving Sarah a view of the girl's chest. Her cup size has to be somewhere firmly in the middle of the alphabet. They're the size of cantaloupes, but don't have that overly rounded shape from implants. That girl... is naturally that big!

[Knight Errant]

Sarah stares at that... how... did all these girls have such huge breasts? Shaking her head... once the melons leave her field of vision... she sighs... and carefully brings her face down into the bowl to try a sip of milk...

Heather storms out! And nearly runs into Steve! Who is standing near the door... looking a bit... anxious. His face falls a bit as he sees the latex paws... "I see... so they are doing that..."

[muffinstud]

Heather faceplants right into Steve! "Mrphlgb!" She extracts her face from his chest and stews, looking back to the room she just left. "Those guys in there are jerkwads! Grade A douchebags!" She tries to offer them a rude gesture, but the kitty paws prevent her. "Gah! Stupid... What are these things for anyways?"

The milk... is really good! It's nice and cold, and oh so sweet! The aroma adds to the flavor. It's not to thick, not too thin... just perfect. Leaning down to sip, Sarah feels another throb in her chest.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah winces a bit at the throb... but... the milk was... tasty! She smiles a little... going to drink it down!

Steve sighs... "Follow me, please Heather... The kitty paws are for... well... 'punishments' I guess you annoyed the jerk in there..." Says Steve... obviously not liking him either.

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She grins. "Yeah, I may have spat on him. Totally worth it, too." She follows Steve closely.

For the most part, Sarah is able to sip the milk just fine. The last bit is too shallow though... and would force her to lick it up with her tongue! That would be pretty embarrassing... but no one is watching, and it's soooo tasty...

[Knight Errant]

Sarah sips! Mmm... so good... but... once it finally gets too low... she frowns... looking around... then... kitty paws up against the door... she leans down to lick the last bits of the milk up!

Steve snickers... "Sounds like it... yeah, he is a jerk..." He heads down the stairs... then off into a separate corner of the sub room... where a long hallway sits with rooms on one side. He stops out front of one... and begins getting out keys... unlocking the door and opening it for her. Huh... the door has a odd slot and bowl built into it... He looks to Heather. "You have to stay in here for now... I'll go talk to my supervisors and see if they can give you a break..."

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Heather starts walking in. "Couldn't that get you in trouble? I mean... you're still not my favorite person right now, but... I wouldn't want to see you hurt because of me." She blushes, staring at her feet.

Yum, the milk gets licked up to the last drop! So yummy! In fact, Sarah has been so distracted by the yummy milk, she didn't even notice that her chest feels a little tighter, and the pressure feels a little greater.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah sighs... sated... Then she blinks... and looks down at her chest. "W-wha?"

Steve smiles a bit. "Don't worry... I'll be careful. Besides... my father is one of the major owners of this place... that gives me a bit of leeway and pull... as long as I don't cause too many waves or ask for the moon..."

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"What?" She stares up at him, then punches him in the arm. Of course, it does nothing now that she has the puffy kitty paws. "You knew what's going on here the whole time, and you didn't tell me?" She punches him again. "You could have told me what to do, and I wouldn't be wearing these stupid things!" Another punch for good measure.

Sarah doesn't see anything different... Her chest just feels full to bursting. Her breasts throb like they do when she needs to be milked... but how can she do that with these paws over her hands?

[Knight Errant]

Sarah winces... and looks at her paws... would she be able to... milk herself?

Steve blushes a little... "Sorry, Heather... but... he probably would have put you in them anyway... he is a ass... As is my dad, really... I dont approve of alot of the stuff they do here..." he says apologetically...

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Heather frowns and backs into the room. "Then do something about it, Steve." She folds her arms over her chest. "You can lock me up now. That's what this is, right? A jail cell?" She glares at him.

Sarah can't quite get her fingers through the paws... but with that constant pressure and throbbing, she may as well try. She knows by now there is no other way to get rid of it.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah groans a little... and heads for the bathroom... going to take off her shirt with the hooks on the wall... or trying anyway.

Steve winces... "Kind of... but its much nicer than that. Um... I'll see you later?" He says... looking rather downcast.

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"Whatever. Just... do your job. That's what you're here for." She looks away from Steve and the door with a humpfh, making her indignant pose that much more indignant.

After some time fiddling and working on the hooks, Sarah manages to remove her sweater vest and her blouse. The bra was a little more difficult, but with some patience she was able to get it off. She's already started leaking a bit, and all the movement from trying to remove her clothes only made the throbbing pressure feel worse.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah winces at that... and heads for the bathroom... leaning over the sink and trying to... milk herself!

Steve frowns... "I'll be back..." He says... before closing the door!

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"Take your time." She leans forward and yells. "I won't be going anywhere!"

Sarah... can't! The gloves prevent her from getting a firm grasp! All she can do is rub the paws up against her chest... and while that still feels nice and tingly, it doesn't relieve the building pressure.