Sharing a tender moment

The rest of the day went smoothly. Luckily the pen was filled with cock toys so there was no shortage of fun to be had. At one point Ribbon even joined in as I tossed the rubber dicks around and chased my own ass in circles. It did get boring after a while, but Ribbon provided some comfort by allowing me cuddle up to her. She pushed her chest out and urged me to suck on one of her nipples. I obliged and inhaled a good portion of her left boob, taking a nipple with it. Eagerly I sucked until I started to taste, milk? Ah yes, that delicious warm milk straight from Ribbons swollen teets. Feeling it mix with the cum in my tummy was heavenly. I felt a hand on my head, fingers intertwining with my silky hair and massaging my sensitive scalp. Calm strokes across my naked back sent shivers dancing around my smooth skin, lulling me into a state of calmness.

Such unexpected love and care coming from someone who had just drenched me in her own piss confused me, while at the same time assured me that despite the endless amounts of depravity and humiliation, I was safe. In her arms I could breathe, drink the milk she so generously offered and wind down. A voice inside my head began to speculate, ponder on the situation I found myself in. Was this the love I'd seen Daddy and Master share with one another? The love I'd been denied my whole life? In the midst of my feeding, a smile crept upon my face. I was happy. This wasn't the kind of happiness I felt when Daddy fed me, or when Master allowed me to pleasure her. No.. this was true happiness. The kind you hold onto in times of struggle, in times when life ahead looks rough.

A pair of soft lips found their way onto my forehead. It was a gentle kiss, unlike the ones I'd recently gotten used to. There was no lust behind it, no selfish intent. What she gave me was a reassurance that in her arms I'd always be protected. She marked me, putting me under her protection. What she saw in me as I submitted myself was a sign that on my own, I'd crumble. My belly now full again, I parted my lips and let her teet fall and settle beneath my chin. My eyes looked up slowly, finally settling on her face. On it was a look of sympathy and understanding. Our gazes locked and in her eyes I saw my own reflection. Ruined and degraded. And yet she still showed me such love. My heart swirled like never before, filled with hope.

I couldn't explain it, but out of the blue a tear rolled down my face. Its purpose served as a reminder that within that tundra of animalistic urges and lust, a person sat bound and restrained. Ribbons face shifted subtly, but just enough to notice. I couldn't read it, and what I didn't know was that she bore great pity for me. She had no doubt faced her own struggles and knew exactly what I needed. A tender moment. Not of savage need and primal lust, but of caring love and affection.

I rested my head on her soft chest, letting out a deep sigh. My eyes shut and my body slowly went limp. At last, some well needed sleep. I hoped that the next day would be easier than the day I'd just stumbled through.