Authors Note: Milking Kitty has been one of the more popular stories that I have written here on Literotica so I decided to add another part to her ordeal. This one takes place several months after her initial time in Allan's basement with Derek, Marie and all the other guests. If you haven't read Milking Kitty, Parts 1-3, I suggest you do so first as this story assumes you already know the players and their motives.
There will still be lots of non-consensual sex, forced orgasms and plenty of lactation, willing or otherwise. I hope you enjoy this story, but as always, if this isn't your style, please feel free to look elsewhere, I won't be hurt.
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Kitty sat on her couch and shifted, trying to find a comfortable position. It had been almost 8 months since her next door neighbor Allan had abducted her and tied her up in his basement, subjecting her to all manner of forced sexual depravities. He had her bound on all fours and filled both of her holes with a fucking machine, capped with two large dildos. While they slammed in and out of her, he bound her large milk-filled breasts with rubber bands and hooked up pumps to them. He had proceeded to milk her while he forced his huge cock into her mouth, making her suck him off and ultimately swallow his cum.
That was bad enough but then Allan's sister, Marie had found them and she and her boyfriend had joined in Kitty's abuse. Derek was hung like a horse, even bigger than Allan and he had taken her in the ass while Marie watched him and her brother continue to use Kitty's body.
Eventually, they had called up several of Derek's friends and brought them over, charging them money for the privilege of using Kitty even harder. She had been tied to a wall, her legs spread wide and a gross fat man named Jake had filled Kitty's mouth with his shorter but very thick cock while others played with her aching breasts and fucked her, once again up the ass. The men they had brought down had even made Marie part of the fun, tying her up and fucking her from both ends as well.
After hours of this abuse, Kitty thought her salvation had arrived when Allan's parents had unexpectedly returned home from a vacation that had been cut short. They interrupted the going's on, finding Kitty tied to the wall and coated in multiple fluids while their daughter was tied across a table and being anally reamed. Her hopes were short lived however when Allan and Marie's parents had decided to join in. Kitty couldn't believe it, that whole family was nothing but a group of perverted sadists. Allan's father had fucked Kitty in every hole and her mother pumped Kitty's breasts for over an hour and then poured her breast milk over her body while all of the men in the room licked and sucked it up from off of her.
The worst had been when Allan's father had gotten his video camera down and filmed Kitty being taken in every hole, sometimes all three holes at once. He made certain to get lots of clear shots of her face and pussy, both filled with cock. When all of the men had finished their fun with Kitty, leaving her bruised, abused and exhausted, he had told Kitty that if she ever thought about telling anyone about this or causing any suspicion or trouble to befall their children, he would be certain to post the videos to every porn site and social media page that he could. He'd also make certain her mother saw it and any future employers would also get a copy.
Kitty was deeply ashamed at how her body had overridden her mind and had reacted to everything that had been done to her. After all of that, she couldn't imagine having everyone she knew and cared for seeing her abuse and humiliation, much less that reaction to it all. She had agreed to keep silent and they had let her go. She had collected her then 6 month old son, Jason and locked herself inside her home. She never spoke of her ordeal to anyone but it had an effect on her.
Before the ordeal, as she thought of it, she often felt trapped in her home due to Covid, then her pregnancy and after her son was born, her duties as a mother. It's what led her to accepting Allan's offer for his sister to babysit and even to her agreeing to going out, as a friend, with Allan. Now however, the thought of leaving the house scared her. She felt people were staring at her. That they knew what had happened to her, what she had done. So she stayed home, locked her doors and rarely went out at all. And, there had been one other effect.
Kitty was now almost 8 months pregnant. She had so many cocks dump their load in her again and again all that weekend that she had absolutely no way of knowing who the father was, but in the end that didn't matter. She would never be able to go through with an abortion and she had come to feel love for the child growing within her. She had spent the first few months after she found out fretting and worrying about it, concerned that she would resent or hate the child.
Finally though, she came to accept it and now love it and was now actually looking forward to having her child. A little brother or sister for Jason would be wonderful. The work load for a single mother raising two children would be hard but she knew her mother would help and she had found work that she could do from home. One of the great benefits of Covid had been the rise of work-from-home job opportunities, so Kitty felt she would be able to handle it.
One issue that she wasn't as thrilled about were her breasts. She had always been well endowed, with a very full 36DD pair of breasts. But not having the opportunity to fully reset after her first pregnancy before becoming with child again, she was a full two sizes larger at least and more sensitive than ever. Jason was over a year old now but still was breastfeeding occasionally and her new child would be doing so again in just a couple of months. She still found it incredibly stimulating to breastfeed. Her nipples throbbed and tingled so hard as milk was sucked from them and her breasts felt larger and heavier than ever. Her nipples were almost always hard and swollen and the slightest brush would send little shockwaves rushing through her and cause milk droplets to form on her tits. Even wearing a nursing bra was hard, the soft fabric still rubbed against her swollen tits and caused such a sensation that when she was home (which was most of the time) she had started going topless.
Before the ordeal, she had often gone out back to her patio where, she thought, she was unobserved and sit topless and breastfeed little Jason. Now however, she knew that Allan had spied on her from his bedroom window and she couldn't bring herself to go outside like that again, so she kept the curtains closed and stayed inside.
Within the last couple of weeks however, she had begun to feel that old restlessness from being cooped up inside all the time. She started to think about going out, not for any necessity but for fun, just to be able to get away from the house, even for an hour or two. So, when her obstetrician had phoned and suggested an appointment, just to make certain everything was progressing normally with her pregnancy, Kitty had been almost excited. She agreed to come in and see him at his office, downtown. She called her mom up and asked if she would be willing to watch Jason for the day and her mom had happily agreed. She loved spoiling her grandchild, and even though she was a it alarmed about Kitty having a second child out of wedlock, she was looking forward to the opportunity to spoil her second grandchild as well.
As Kitty half sat, half laid back on the couch, reliving all of those memories in her head, her hand crept down between her legs and started rubbing herself. Her other hand moved up to her heavy breasts and pinched one of her nipples, causing a small squirt of milk to shoot out and sending that intense shock of pain and pleasure throughout her body. Kitty often found herself masturbating when she recalled what all those men and women had done to her. She hated them for it of course and would have happily seen them all sent to jail if that were even possible, but she couldn't deny how her body reacted every time she remembered her time in that basement. Her hands bound behind her, her legs spread as thick, meaty hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed, twisting her tits, squirting her milk all over the cock that was shoved between her two sensitive globes. She could still feel that thick cock spearing her asshole and fingers pinching and twisting her clit as she was forced to ride those strangers sometimes for up to an hour at a time. Her mouth had been stuffed with cock and load after load of semen had been forced down her throat. When it had gotten to be too much, then they had her 'Cleanse her palette', as they called it, by drinking her own breastmilk.
Her fingers worked deeper into her sopping wet cunt and she moaned as she pulled and twisted her own breast, grabbing it hard and squeezing till she almost screamed in pleasure. She now had three fingers deep inside and they pumped away. She spread her legs wide and tried to get a fourth finger inside of her pussy. She slammed in and out while pinching and pulling her breasts till she couldn't take anymore. She could still taste the hot, musky cum shooting down her throat as one huge cock after another was shoved deep into her mouth. Her asshole actually twitched and clenched as she remembered the pain, and the pleasure of having a huge dick shoved deep within her tight brown back door.
She was almost there now. Her eyes were tightly closed and she remembered again being bound in metal stocks, with tight rubber bands cinched around her breasts and pumps attached to her nipples sucking and pulling on them so hard. Tears were running down her face now as she recalled those two horrid dildos thrusting into her, one deep in her pussy and the other in her ass. The shame of remembering that feeling and needing it to get off was so humiliating but she couldn't help herself. Her body had never reacted to anyone or anything like that before or since. Her fingers found her swollen clit and she frantically pinched and twisted it. The last vestiges of resistance evaporated and she brought herself to a thundering climax. She actually screamed as she came, hot juices squirted out of her pussy, milked forced out of her tits and her bloated and pregnant body rocked and humped on the couch as she brought herself to a deeply humiliating but much needed end.
As she laid there panting, trying to get her breathing back under control, still squeezing her large milky breast and fingers still buried in her twat, she heard little Jason start to cry. She realized that she must have woken him with her scream. Reluctantly she let go of her breast and pulled her fingers out of her pussy. They dripped with her own juices. Without even thinking she brought her fingers to her mouth and stuck them in. Her tongue lapped at the dripping wetness and she sucked them clean.
Then she slowly, carefully heaved herself to her feet. Her 8-month-along pregnant belly hung heavy and swollen and she cupped an arm protectively under it and walked towards Little Jason's bedroom. Her legs were a little bit shaky but she got herself under control by the time she reached him. She picked him up careful of her own belly and began to softly hum to him as she moved to the rocker that was next to his crib and sat herself down in it. The pillows she had set in it for padding felt good to her back and full round ass cheeks. Little Jason was impatient, obviously hungry for lunch and was already grabbing at Kitty's bare breast and trying to latch on to her nipple even before she was fully seated.
