Remain in heaven

(Ginger POV)

I couldn't speak! I kept trying but suddenly my mouth just stopped working properly. Like it was moving, sort of? I couldn't quite tell what it was doing? My arms and legs felt weak too.

"Wah," I managed to wince.

"Baby! What's wrong!" Stacy asked.

Whats wrong is I am tied up and I can't talk! And you don't seem to realize that and... "Wah!" I said. Aaaa. Get your fucking tit out of my face. Wait... what. I felt my mouth latching on. I didn't try and do that.

The more I tried to scream the more I just kept... oh... gross! What is that... milk? But... this doesn't make any sense? Like, literally this doesn't make any sense! Stacy didn't have boobs this big. Why we had a threesome earlier. I wasn't even into girl! Ugh! I couldn't even get my mouth to let go!

Gulp

I ended up swallowing without meaning to. I really didn't see an option coming up if I couldn't let go of her tit and milk kept... wha... my head... fe.... fuzzy. Stacy! Wait. No! Focus. I need to let go of her tit. Hmm. Calm. Calm, clear thoughts.

Gulp

Fyck... th... I... my stomach was feeling so warm.

Gulp

My eyes got heavy and I just.

***

When my eyes opened, I realized I was on the bed, I could feel the open air. I was free! Chrissy was staring at my face. I could feel myself opening and closing my mouth but I just couldn't get any words out. This was sooo frustrating. She started licking my face. Ah! Chrissy, what the fuck! I tried to bat her away but it was hard to move my fingers. When I moved one, the others moved all together. Basically I could only have an open palm or a closed fist.

I tried to lean or get up but I felt like a turtle on its shell. This was just so dang frustr-

Hey! Chrissy! Noooo. She was licking my nipple and suckling it. Almost like she thought I'd lactate too. I'm not gonna.... Mmmngghh that feels so good. Why does that feel so good. Ever since I swallowed that milk I have felt like this warm glow all over my.... Uhmmmng. Chrissy. If you don't stop I'm....

"Waaaah," I cried. I came.

Stacy came running in. "Chrissy," she spanked her butt. "Be nice to the baby."

Chrissy let go and looked shocked but then Stacy pulled her legs and she fell next to me and curled her head next to mine and began purring. I suppose if nothing else I was thankful that Stacy would at least get Chrissy off me.

But she began looking at me and I got a little worried. The first thing she did is pressed her hand against my palm and I instant gripped her. What the fuck? I couldn't let go either? That was so weird? She used it to pull my arm around to Chrissy side and eventually rested Chrissy's wrist in my hand. Which I then squeezed just as uncontrollably.

Stacy curled up next to me and held my other hand. Leaving me effectively trapped. I was trapped in a fortressed of boobs that lost their fucking minds.

"Wah." I cried. "W-"

She put a pacifier near my mouth and I just started sucking it I tried to stop it spit it out but I just couldn't manage to. But as much as I wanna say that made it worse. There was something strangely beautiful about this situation. Maybe I lost my mind or maybe I was to tired to fight it. Cuz yeah. I guess it was a prison of tits? But it was also sort of a protective wall.

I felt safe. Warm the pacifier in it's strange way had made me feel better. The anxiety I was feeling was going away. And for the first time in my life I felt in a weird way, not invisible. Stacy was staring at me with these eyes that clearly labeled me as the most important thing in the word. And she'd clearly do anything she had to. In order to keep me safe. And I just.

I just started to feel happy.