Mother's milk

You look deep into Oriana's eyes. "Family?" you ask. You're not sure exactly what she means about family, and it has you puzzled.

"My sweet, beautiful Cindy, yes you are now family. You belong to me. Don't fight it. It's your destiny to belong to me, with me." She kisses your face, softly, tenderly as she caresses your dark pink nipples. "Refuse me and I will sell you to someone else. Accept me, and you will be mine forever."

This is so confusing. What started out to be a simple sexual encounter is now escalating out of control. Still, you can't deny how Oriana makes you feel. You've never felt so alive, so wanted, so wickedly filled with lust and desire. Part of you screams out to leave now while you still have a chance to go. But a bigger part of you that Oriana has exposed just wants to lay here in her arms like a new born baby, and surrender all to her. You want everything she has to offer you. You seem to grow weaker as Oriana continues to caress your nipples. You now know, in part, what she is, and what she is demanding from you.

"Yes" you gulp hard, like you're **** on your words. "I am yours, forever, Mistress. Do with me as you will."

"You please me" Oriana says as she continues to caress your nipples. "I am your Mistress, your lover, your mother. Pull down my dress, and drink. Then you will be family."

You reach up, and pull the top of Oriana's dress down, exposing her lovely, ripe breasts. You can't help but notice they are both leaking milk. You take her left breast into your mouth, and gently start to suck on the nipple.

"Yes! Drink deeply, my beautiful daughter!" Oriana moans. "Drain me while I make you cum!"