Chapter 2 - the first dream part 2

The elegant woman before me reached up, catching the end of the tube gracefully. As it lowered still more, she reached the end of it towards my face. I pulled back but not away, fearing the bite of her crop.

"I know, I know, Pet. Trust, though. Please some trust."

She grabbed my mask and brought my head again closer to her. She placed the tube against the mask and it seemed to slide into place. With a sharp twist of her wrist and a click of plastic, it was locked in.

She brought her hands away from me, away from the tube. She slowly turned on me and walked off. A few feet behind her was a wooden chest, which she spun and set delicately upon. She crossed her legs gently then she turned her face towards me and pouted.

"Dear One, you look so afraid. Truly, you needn't be. You will love this, I promise. I do want to please you. I take so much pleasure in your joy."

She adjusted, seeming to get comfortable but also giving herself the view she wanted.

"Ok, Dearest. Be ready." She held her remote aloft and pressed the middle button, the bright blue one.

Something above me clicked, like a valve opening. I saw something thick and creamy sliding down the clear tube, creeping toward me at an even pace. Again, I brought my head back as if to get away, but my chains and my mask ensured that whatever was coming down that tube was going to get to me.

Finally, whatever it was reached my tongue.

I shuddered.

It was delicious, not as much as the fudge, but it was like the most incredible, delightful, thick, and creamy milkshake I had ever had.

I swallowed.

As I did, something... something inside me... began to vibrate.

I hadn't noticed before, but there must have been some small item placed in my vagina before I had awoken. It moved and I bucked, pulling more of the shake into my mouth as I did.

I looked around, trying to find the source of this vibration, to make sense of it. It seemed to speed up as I swallowed making me groan and suck more into my mouth. I writhed and tugged at my chains before my eyes settled on her.

I saw she was again grinning, a finger on the last button. The red one. As I swallowed, she pressed it and I cried out in ecstasy as my insides seemed to melt into one feeling of mounting pleasure.

Her finger slowly pulled back and the vibrations became less. As I swallowed, she pressed harder, the vibrations intensifying. They seemed to react to how much she pressed and she seemed to react to how much I... ate.

And so I ate and as I did, my body was sent somewhere the likes of which I had never been. Oh, I was no virgin. I was no stranger to my body's pleasure. I knew what to ask a partner to do to make me cry out with joy.

But this was something new. This was a kind of joy that could only come from another's plans. This was bliss that could only come from another person knowing your pleasure more than you knew it yourself. This was a feeling that erupted only when you had no control and yet your partner knew just what to do to send your mind into heaven.

Another feeling began to make itself apparent as I moaned and bucked. My corset was tightening. No, it was that my stomach was filling and pressing against the stiff design. I felt my belly fill and push against its confines. It was at first just an awareness but as I sucked and moved, it became more and more uncomfortable. I groaned not just with pleasure but with a sort of pain. But I couldn't stop, I was a slave to what was filling my mouth and what was churning the beast within my legs into butter.

And so I ate and I groaned and I writhed and my midsection grew evermore suffocated.

Until at some point, it all stopped.

No more shake came forward. No more vibrations echoed through my body.

I hung limp against my chains and breathed heavily; unfocused and completely happy.

I felt gentle hands caressing my face, bringing loose hairs out of my eyes.

I gazed up into those twinkling eyes.

"You were wonderful, my pet. Simply wonderful"