Chapter 30 - changes part 4

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The door creaked open, waking me up from my sleep. I blinked towards the door. My mistress stepped forward, making my insides flip. It must have been days since our last trip to the dungeon and since then, she had always come to me eager to give praise. I was still being fed, but at a much slower pace and I had never been strapped back to my chair. But my mistress knew I wouldn't leave as I had become putty in her hands.

"Hello, Dearest. Big day today," she stepped toward me, placing a hand on my swollen but no longer outrageously tender belly. She rubbed it lightly and I whimpered for her. The last time I had spoken to her was in the dungeon. But she was being so good to me, I didn't want to do anything to disappoint her again.

"Quibly, how is she now?"

"10 more since the last weigh in," Quibly said as he rushed over to the machine.

"So that puts her at about 267... Small still, but she's been so good, I think she'll do," she grinned down at me and a warmth rushed through me. I was simply that thrilled to be back in her good graces.

"Ok, Pet. Be ready, the first time is... surprising," she said. I pinched my eyebrows together. I hadn't been expecting things to change. I had resigned myself to this new reality, I was ready and willing to eat for her, grow for her... I never fought when she or Quibly hooked me up to the machine for my feedings, I ate heartily until it stopped, I was reactive and eager whenever she was around... What did she mean by first time?

Then she leaned forward, her hand cupping my chin, her eyes staring into mine. My heart began pounding with excitement as our lips met.

Sensations poured from her lips into mine, I felt lightheaded with the exhilaration that coursed through me. I wanted to grab her to hold her close, but I knew better than to be so audacious.

Her lips were everything I remembered from before; strong, certain, full of meaning.

I never wanted to let go.

Then my mind began to shif, just like it had before.

Just like before, my hands began gripping desperately where they rested. My fingers dug into the chair as I began to feel like something was dragging my mind down, down, down.

I let out a concerned whine. Then my mistresses placed a hand on mine, and I relaxed. She would never let anything bad happen to me, she was fixing whatever had gone wrong between us. I just had to trust her...

And then my mind slipped away.