"The countess loves sugary milk," Claudine answered. "Every hucow she chooses gets this treatment. And in your case, given the quality of your milk, it'll be a veritable nectar that she'll surely appreciate very much. Now, lean over and prop yourself on the back of the chair."
Stephanie did as she was asked. Veronique took a small jar of cream off the trolley and covered her finger with the ointment. After applying cream to Stephanie's anal opening, she inserted the completely coated finger into her back channel.
"Hmm, I love it when you penetrate me gently like that," said Stephanie.
"Yes, I know," Veronique answered.
She took an anal plug and then shoved it into the hucow's anus.
"Ah! That feels larger than usual," said Stephanie.
"It's for making you better prepared for upcoming activities," Claudine told her.
Veronique then reached for a blindfold and covered Stephanie's eyes with it, thus preventing the young woman from seeing anything.
"Good," said Veronique. "I'm leaving. I'm going back to my office."
"Very good," Claudine answered, "and thank for your good care."
Claudine took Stephanie's hand, her sight now covered by the blindfold, and guided her out of the room. The two women moved down the corridor to a room that had a sign that read LOVE NIGHT. Claudine put her hand on the knob and opened the door. She pushed Stephanie into the room and led her to a bed. She laid her down on the mattress. She then stroked her hands over Stephanie's engorged breasts, feeling the weight of them. The young hucow let her do it because she had full confidence in her friend Claudine.
"Your udders are quite full," said Claudine as she shook them gently. "The countess will love them. You'll please her a lot. Both of you are going to spend a fantastic night together. You'll remember this visit for the rest of your life. I guarantee it. What you are about to experience today will stay with you forever. It will be unforgettable. For sure, she will come back, but the first time is unique. The countess has a lot of imagination and the know-how that every woman should like to discover and feel one day."
Finally, she tied a large, blood-red ribbon around her neck. She then took the young woman's wrists, tied them with a silk cord and fixed the link to a hook located at the head of the bed. Stephanie's head was between her now stretched-out arms. Claudine next took the legs and attached another cord to each ankle which she then tied to two other rings located at the foot of the bed. Stephanie's legs were wide open, fully exposing her sex, while her arms stretched out above her head. Entirely stretched out, she could not move, and she was in the dark because of the blindfold covering her eyes.
Claudine lit some incense sticks. Stephanie began to smell the perfume coming from them. Claudine left the room after lighting several candles which bathed the room in a subdued light.
Stephanie was now alone in this room, stretched out and unable to move. The minutes passed. she was on the alert to, trying to detect any sound, but there was nothing. She saw nothing, heard nothing, and sensed nothing. She even wondered if they had forgotten her or if she were the butt of a bad joke perpetrated on her by other hucows who were amusing themselves at her expense.
Time passed, five, ten, fifteen minutes. Then she believed she heard a little noise on the left side of her bed. Yes, it sounded like a person breathing. However, she had not heard the door open.
Curious, she was making herself listen by putting all her attention on it. She sensed a light movement of air on her right side, as if someone had just moved next to her. She held her breath to get a better sense of the phenomenon occurring near her.
Suddenly, the fingers of an inverse hand stroked her forearm. Slowly, it made its way up to her shoulder. There was no doubt now. There had to be someone near her who was touching her. She was relieved. It was not some bad joke by the other hucows, but she was also uneasy with the way the situation was developing. What was this person going to do?
She felt fingernails travel along her right flank and down toward her thigh. They followed a path down her right leg arriving at the ankle. There, the fingers checked the ligature to confirm its solidity, reminding Stephanie of her vulnerability. Then they went to the heel of her foot. Two lips joined the feast by sucking on the prisoner's big toe. The warm dampness comforted Stephanie. She had already lived through a similar situation with one of her feminine conquests.
The intruder's breathing rebounded off her feet. The fingernails were now climbing back up her leg on the inside of her thigh approaching her groin. Stephanie's breathing turned more and more ragged. Her skin's sensitivity had increased. She held her breath. Was the hand going to touch her sex?
But contrary to her expectations, the fingernails jumped to her belly and slowly climbed up again while performing small rotating movements like a wheel slowly making its way along a steep road. Stephanie took a deep breath. Her skin was all goose bumps.
Arriving at the right armpit, the hand withdrew. Instead, a wet tongue lapped softly at this sensitive area of her body while the fingertips of another hand explored the lower side of her left breast. It followed the curvature of the mammary gland and climbed up the sternum toward Stephanie's chin.
Stephanie's mouth was partially open. Without warning, a finger entered. Stephanie sucked on the finger, which was making small repetitive in-and-out movements in her mouth. Stephanie's lips closed on the finger and made the little intruder completely wet with her tongue. The moistened finger withdrew from Stephanie's mouth and descended down the prisoner's chest. The wet finger turned to toward the right nipple, leaving behind a wet trace of Stephanie's saliva.
The same procedure was repeated on the left nipple.
Then a puff of warm air bathed each nipple, which had the effect of hardening them. Then the fingers descended to the hucow's belly. They hesitated at the belly button for a moment circling its contours. After going around several times, a finger entered the orifice to continue its exploration.
Stephanie was panting harder and harder. She was becoming impatient and wanted the prying finger to touch her button of pleasure. She tried to picture the sequence of events but nothing happened for some minutes. Her heart, which was beating hard in excitement and because of the contact of the fingers, slowed down. Worried, she tried to imagine what the next touches were going to be. The silence reigning in the room frightened her a little.
Suddenly, a wet tongue caressed her neck on the right side and climbed up toward her ear. It penetrated the auricle and followed its contours. All her muscles, which had tensed up because of the lack of contact, relaxed. Teeth were now nibbling on her earlobe while a hand brushed against her breast, feeling its volume, following its curve which sagged under gravity, and lifting it gently to feel its weight. The tongue left her ear. Another hand stroked her hair.
Stephanie wanted to see the person who was making her shiver with pleasure and anticipate different wet, warm touches. She was giving up hope of being able to remove the blindfold that prevented her from seeing anything.
The hand that was on her breast turned into a finger that climbed toward her areole. The finger circled around the nipple which had the effect of hardening it again, its three centimetres (more than an inch) rising to the sky. At that moment, Stephanie felt something icy cover her nipple.
"Ah!" she cried.
"Shh," a soft voice told her.
The same procedure took place on her left breast. Now the two nipples were covered in something hard and icy. It had the effect of making the nipples stiffen again. She wanted to move her body to remove these devices but she sensed that they were firmly placed on her appendages, as if the hollow tips covered the entire volume of the nipples. It was as if they were fitted on her hardened teats.
