Chapter 02 – Feeding client and coworker appetites
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To really understand the underlying story of where things are at you should read Chapter 01. For the incurably impatient, the following is a brief summary of what happened in Chapter 01.
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At age 19, Julie Smith was broke, and about to be homeless. Replying to a newspaper ad, she took a job at a company she'd never heard of before. It dealt with products of an intimate nature. As part of her job, she was required to try out some of the products in the catalog. One of those sucked on a woman's nipples, trying to get milk out of them. With the help of a drink supplied by the company for her to drink, her breasts began to product milk in increasing quantities. Another product stimulated her pussy to the point of needing to be fucked on a regular basis to keep her arousal in check. With her breasts full of milk and her clit stimulation in overdrive she was required to be at an evening party with clients.
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When it was time for her afternoon sucking and fucking by her boss, Mr. Davis informed her there was a party for clients that evening and he didn't have time to service her. Her attendance was required and she was to dress in one of the breast exposing tops and to have only her split crotch panties on, no skirt. She would be serving the clients drinks and attending to their needs.
Upon arrival, she was informed that like two other girls she didn't need to carry a drinks tray, her heavily laden breasts would be the source of the client's drink. To satisfy the client's needs, her pussy would be the source. There were two other girls who would be doing the same as Julie. Three other girls would be doing normal drink server services.
Julie was almost beside herself. It was bad enough to stoop to having her boss fulfill the need to have her breasts emptied and the cravings of her pussy, it was even worse to be offering those same services to a whole group. What had she become in such a short time?
Her thought train was rudely interrupted when an older woman gathered all 6 girls instructions on what they would be doing. After briefly going over what they were to do, the regular drink servers were sent out to start serving the guests. The older woman gave the three remaining girls a tall drink to consume before starting their duties. Once all three had finished their drinks, they were told there uniform for the party consisted of a fancier looking version of the split crotch panties Julie was required to wear at work, a pair of 2 inch high heels, and nothing else. To identify them as serving girls, they would be wearing a chrome bracelet on each wrist and ankle, and a narrow chrome collar. All five things had an additional ring attached to it.
All three girls were now ready to send out to the party guests. From the look in their eyes, all three girls were reluctant to start their duties, but they knew the continuation of their job depended on it, plus all three girl's breasts were swollen with milk to the point of being extremely painful. As much as the three of them disliked being used as a milk supplier to strangers, the need to have their milk emptied was too great to ignore.
As Julie followed the other two girls out into the guest area, she was immediately pulled aside by a middle-aged man seated at a table. Without any formalities, his mouth latched onto her long, fat left nipple and began to suck greedily. The brief moment of surprise was replaced by a feeling of being thankful for how wonderful it felt to have her nipples sucked, plus the fact he was helping to reduce the volume of milk in her swollen breast. After about 2 minutes on her left one, she pushed his face to her right one to give it some relief. She knew she was allowed only 4 minutes time with each guest and she couldn't afford to have one of her breasts more swollen than the rest.
When she finished with this guest, Julie noticed the clit stimulator in her panties had come to life. It had come on at such a low level, she wasn't sure if it had started up when she was with her first guest or whether it had just come on. Whenever it came on, it was just now that Julie noticed it. As Julie moved from guest to guest, each one had a turn at sucking her fat nipples and draining more milk from them. After the 4th or 5th guest, she surmised she would have gained appreciable relief from the swelling in her breasts but they were not diminished. In fact they were swelling even more. Her milk supply was not being sucked out of her as fast as her body was replacing it, thanks in part to the cocktail of drugs and hyped up hormones mixed into what she drank prior to starting her serving duties.
As she made her way through the crowd of guests, she found herself in the center of the room, standing next to some kind of contraption she did not recognize. The only thing she did recognize were the tubes with suction cups on them and a much bigger collection bottle than the device she had strapped on in the first few days at work, and now a necessity during the weekends when Mr. Davis was not available to personally drain them for her.
After a minute of standing there studying the whole thing, a familiar face appeared. It was John, her boss. He could see the question in her eyes about what it was for and how it worked. Leading her to it, he had her kneel in front of the framework of padded bars. Spreading her legs so her knees were resting on padded cushions, a short hasp was hooked to the ring in the ankle bracelets of each leg. There was a padded bar, at waist height, that John bent her over so that her shoulders were resting on some small pads. John straightened out her arms along a padded rail that extended out away from her shoulders. Her wrist bracelets were hooked to a hasp at the end of this bar. Her head was supported by a padded band at her forehead that had her head pulled back to the point of having her face straight ahead. With the position her head was in, the effect was to make it impossible to keep her mouth closes
After Julie was firmly secured in the framework, John picked up each suction cup, spread a small amount of gel on them, and attached one to each breast. Taking a step back, John admired how great his new employee looked.