Look around for her bag. (new author)

You look over all the items Ninja girl has laid out for you. And you take in her strict bondage. With an arched brow, you look into the beautiful, petite girl's eyes. "You know love," slowly you pick up each item as you talk, holding them up for her to see. "It seems like you want me to do some **** and extremely painful things to your big o' wiggler and," you show her the circ-clamp. Giving the handle a squeeze to make the blade flash over the opening, you finish, "And then take your love button with this."

Her deep chocolate eyes flash, fear sparkling in their depths. She gives a quick shake of her head but gives no other sign of her desires. You ignore the weak denial anyway. Your thoughts are already marching on. You smile innocently and tap the blue flower piercing adorning her clit. "Nah, that's not you. You love your big, beautiful clit too much for something that simple. I bet you want a challenge, yeah. You don't like chance it has to be something that tests you though."

You lean to the left to look passed her trussed up body. There beside your bedroom door is her black sports bag. You smirk up at Ninja girl. "Ah ha, I wonder what else you brought for us to play with."

Half crawling to the bag, you keep your eyes on the petite beauty. Her bondage is too tight, so all she can do is turn her head far enough to barely keep you in her porphyry. But she does let out one annoyed sounding nah. This only makes you grin bigger. She must have wanted to use what was in the bag on you.

Dragging the bag into your lap you quickly unzip it. There are several items inside, but what immediately catches your attention is the dark brown satchel sitting almost on top. It looks reminiscent of an old timey doctor's bag. As you pull it out to take a closer look, Ninja girl jerks on her bonds hard enough to get the chair to turn an inch toward you.

"Oh, this must be juicy, if you don't want me to see it while you are tied up." You ignore the girl's weak attempt to glare at you with a ball gag in her mouth. In seconds, you have the latch off and the bag open. Your brows furrow. It seems the bag has only three things in it. A vial of clear liquid, a capped syringe, and a strange device. The device is two rubber ringed cups, with hoses attached at the bottom. The hoses lead to a box with dials and buttons on it.

"Well, love," you hold the syringe and vial up. "I didn't know what to expect to find in your little sex bag, but I seriously didn't expect this." You push the sports bag off your lap and bring the strange kit over to the sexy ninja.

"You meant this for me, didn't you?" You stare deep into her eyes to make sure she tells the truth.

She sighs and gives a short nod.

"Well, before I let you subject me to whatever you were planning, I think you should try it first." You take the cap off the syringe. "Doesn't that sound fair?"

Again, Ninja girl just gives a brief nod. Carefully, you fill the syringe with the clear liquid. Doing your best to make sure that there are no bubbles, you point the loaded needle at the bound beauty. "So, just inject this in your arm?"

She shakes her head and then looks down at her firm B-cups.

You frown. "It goes in your breast?"

Ninja girl nods at first her left and then her right breast.

Immediately, you get it. "Half goes into each boob? What exactly did you have planned for me?" You don't wait for whatever answer she could have managed gagged. With more **** than you might have normally used, you jab the needle into her left breast. You push it in so hard that, it depresses her tit almost an inch. Other than a soft pained noise, Ninja girl just sits there. You press the plunger on the syringe to what you think is the halfway point.

After you pull the needle free of the boob, Ninja girl begins to breath harder. You don't waste any time and inject the other half of the syringe into her right breast. It doesn't happen as fast as in the movies, but it doesn't take long for signs of the **** effect. Ninja girl's breathing speeds up. Sweat dots her brow and begins to bead on her breasts. You can't be sure but it actually looks like her tits were slightly bigger than they were before.

Ninja girl grunts to get your attention. You drag your bewildered gaze away from her twins and look her in the eyes. She grunts again and nods toward the strange device. "Oh, yeah, I nearly forgot about that."

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out how to attach the device. You place each cup over Ninja girl's nipples and switch it on. With a low whirring noise, it begins to suck at her teats. The pulsing movement mesmerizes you for a while. Her nipples move forward and then fall back in place, over and over. It makes you want to squeeze her tits in your hands.

Before you can decide to do just that, a clear-ish white liquid squirts out of first one and then the other of her breasts. "Milk! The **** makes you produce milk?" You grin at her. "This is just crazy."

A flush fills Ninja girl's cheeks. For a moment you think it's embarrassment, but then you take in how her breathing is almost a heavy pant. You look down at her pussy and see her clit wiggling in excitement. She's turned on!

An evil grin spreads over your face. "You know, maybe this is the prefect challenge for you." You picking up the circ-clamp, you lean closer to her pussy. Carefully, you tug on her blue flower piercing to pull her big love button all the way through the clamp.

There is something powerfully erotic about seeing that pleasure nub trapped and in peril. Giving that big bud a hard flick with your finger, you grin up at Ninja girl. "I guess your challenge is, fill up those cups with milk or," you tweak the handle of the circ-clamp just enough to give her a pinch. "Off goes your love button!"