Becoming Abby Ch. 15

Gently she wiggled her body back down mine. My cock strained as her ass slid over it, pushing it down the wrong way. The weight of Mistress's breasts on my belly was quickly followed by her head against my breasts.

"Mmmmm... Yes! The perfect pillows," she teased. "It is no wonder you like sleeping with your head between my tits."

"Mine will be a little colder than yours," I answered softly.

"But just as soft," she replied.

Her hands slid up my breasts, cupping them. Her thumbs found my nipples and ran back and forth across them, teasing the piercings.

"Did you know, we can actually pierce these nipples?" she asked. "The manufacturer said so long as you don't catch the piercing on anything and rip it out, we could use any kind that we wanted."

"Did you have something in mind?" I asked while watching her continue to play with my tits.

"Jo sent them the other day," Mistress answered. "They are exactly like these, but with real bars."

I couldn't help but grin.

"Would you like that, my pet? Little signs hanging from your big nipples that announce to the world that you are my slut?"

"I would like anything that would make you happy, Mistress," I answered. "But, yes. I would very much like to be marked as your slut."

"Good," she said with a laugh. "We will do it right now!"

Mistress took the two clip-on piercings off my nipples and started to move off my hips. Then with an evil smile, and bite of her own lip, she ground her still wet sex into my cock and leaned down, licking across my left nipple before sucking it between her lips. I moaned from the grinding but lifted my shoulder to press my breast more fully into her mouth. She sucked a little more, then pulled back to hold only my nipple.

"Does it taste good?" I asked softly.

She sat up and wiped her mouth before pinching both my nipples at once. "Not really, but I have never had the chance to suck on tits this big and I wanted to do it before you got the piercings."

Rolling her hips, Mistress got off me and sat on the side of the bed. The fake piercings got laid on the nightstand as she stood and walked to the bathroom. When she came back, she was holding the two real versions, and a very large needle.

"I watched some videos on how this is done, but I don't think it will really help here," she said. "Sit up on the side of the bed so I can make sure I get them in the right place."

It was harder to sit up than I expected. The weight on my chest was throwing my balance off. But I finally made it and sat with my back straight, breasts thrust out proudly. Mistress ran her hands over my nipples, then squatted in front of me. She held my breast with one hand, then used the other to line up the large needle.

For some reason, my brain kept telling me how much this was going to hurt, but I watched the needle go through the nipple and didn't feel a thing. Mistress used the hollow of the needle to guide the bar through. Then pulled the needle out the other side before attaching the ball to the open end. The last step was to attach the little plaque with the bright-pink word "Slut." This part was a little tricky as the links were so small, but after finding just the right position, Mistress squeezed the links closed and my left nipple was done. We repeated the process for the right nipple, and once she was satisfied, she had gotten them straight, Mistress grabbed her phone and snapped a couple of pictures so I could see what they looked like.

Happy with her work, my Mistress leaned in and gave me a big kiss. "There. Now you are properly marked as my slut."

"I am happy to serve, Mistress," I answered.

"Let's see how good of a slut you can be," she said with a grin. "My panties are dirty, take them off me."

Smiling, I reached for her waist, but she stepped away quickly.

"No one said you could use your hands," she teased.

Grinning, I dropped to my knees on the floor. Then leaned in and ran my tongue over the front of the material. Mistress gasped softly, but spread her legs a little wider. I licked and I sucked, trying to pull the material away from her skin so I could grip it with my teeth. Mistress rocked her hips, pressing them more into my face. She moaned as I slid my tongue between her folds pressing the soaking material deeper.

I don't know how long this kept going, but at one point I finally did catch the material with my teeth and tugged her panties down slightly. Then I was able to get a better hold and pull them down further. Mistress finally took pity on me and helped me get them past her knees where they hit the floor and she finally stepped out of them.

Leaning back against the bed I licked my lips over and over savoring the taste that lingered there.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked.

"Very much."

"Good, because I didn't say that you were done."

Mistress stepped closer. Lifted her leg and put it over my shoulder onto the bed. Her glistening sex presented right before me. I leaned forward slowly, my eyes locked on hers until her breasts broke my view. I shifted to looking at her beautiful, swollen sex, then gasped as Mistress gripped my hair and shoved my face into her arching hips. Her smell was intoxicating. Her taste was divine. My tongue darted deeper between her folds, and I lost myself to pleasuring my Mistress.

I rotated from licking and sucking at her lips softly, to pushing my tongue hungrily deeper to lap at her juices as they flowed forth. I found her clit and flicked my tongue across it several times. Mistress rewarded me with a fresh flow of nectar and a tug on my hair. Placing my hands on her ass, I pulled her and myself more fully together. My lips puckered around her clit, and I sucked gently.

Mistress moaned louder, grinding herself into me. "Oh, God, baby..." she gasped. "Don't stop! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

She yanked my hair, pulling me away from her clit just as her climax burst forth. It felt like a warm shower as it sprayed into my face. I opened my mouth and held out my tongue, trying to catch as much as I could. The liquid ran down my face and neck, between my breasts, and across my belly. It was only moments, but it felt like it went on forever. I opened my eyes to watch Mistress use her free hand to rub at her clit furiously, and another spray of nectar gushed forth to splatter on my tits.

Both of her hands on the top of my head, Mistress lifted her leg back to the floor, then collapsed to her knees and leaned against me, her head nestled between my breasts. I held her close as the last waves of her multiple climaxes washed over her.

"I have needed that for hours," she sighed.

"You wanted to go to dinner first."

"Yes, because you needed your energy and I wanted to show off your new tits."

Mistress pulled away to sit up and her face stuck to me slightly.

"Eww," she said.

I giggled softly. "It came from you."

"Yes, it did," she said, leaning down and dragging her tongue across my breast. "Now, help me get up and get back on the bed."

Using the bed, I pushed myself to my feet, then held out my hand to help up Mistress.

"Your bra is soaked," she laughed. "Let's take it off before you lay down."

"I thought I was supposed to wear a bra all the time?"

"Only when all the weight is pulling against your chest," she answered. "You are going to be laying on your back. I think it will be fine, but if it starts to hurt you tell me."

I slowly turned and placed my hands over my breasts to hold them in place while Mistress unfastened my bra. She slid the straps over my shoulders and pushed them down my arms, then pulled me around by my shoulders.

"Lower your hands, my pet, let's see your beautiful breasts hang like they should."

Slowly, I lowered my hands and let my bra slide the rest of the way off to splat on the floor. The first thing I noticed was the change in the way I held myself. My chest was so much heavier without the bra. I could already feel the pull of the breast forms against my chest. It wasn't painful, but it was more than I was used to.

"Look how beautiful you are," Mistress said while reaching for her phone. She clicked off a few photos, then had me pose holding up my breasts in my hands, turning sideways a little, trying to lick my own nipples.

After our impromptu photo shoot, Mistress had me lay back down on the bed with my head at the edge. She opened up the box and took out the new toy, then laid it between my breasts.

"You hold that for a moment while I go get the harness. I left it downstairs."

I hadn't gotten as good a look at the toy when I opened it as I was now. It was definitely an anatomically correct horse cock, if a little smaller and definitely not the right color. This silicon toy was all pinks and blacks swirled together. Glancing at the door, Mistress was not back yet. I wrapped my hand around the shaft just under the head. Man, this thing was heavy. It felt heavier than earlier today.

The way Mistress had laid it between my tits, it stretched from my belly button to the base of my neck. I looked at the door again and Mistress still had not come back. Licking my lips, I dragged the toy a little higher and slipped the head between my lips. The skin was so soft and pliable. I pulled it up a little more, pushing it deeper into my mouth. It was so big my jaw was already stretched almost to its limit.

Moaning softly around the toy, I bobbed my head slowly trying to get used to the size. Not wanting to let this opportunity go to waste, I placed my hands on either side of my breasts and pushed them together to hold the toy tight while I sucked it harder. The drool was already running down the side of my face when Mistress stepped into my field of view.

"Having fun without me, are we?" she asked with a grin. "Don't worry about answering, I can see you have a full mouth."

The phone came back out, and more pictures were taken.

"Evidence to remind you later that you were a bad gurl and played with the new toy without my permission," Mistress stated. "Now, since you have already started without me, I don't mind saying that this toy looks fabulous between your tits and filling your little slut mouth."

I tried to grin around the toy.

"But I have a better way, my pet."

Mistress picked up the toy which made a nice popping sound as it pulled from the tight O I had made with my lips. She stood next to the bed and worked at setting the toy into the new harness she had brought. Once it was securely in place, she stepped into the loops of the harness, pulled it up over her hips and started tightening straps. Within just a few minutes, my sexy Mistress was standing beside the bed, a massive horse cock in one hand and her phone in the other.

"On your knees, now, Slut!" she demanded.

I rolled off the bed onto the floor and sat on my knees waiting for her next command. Mistress stepped forward and dropped her cock on my shoulder.

"Now you may suck my cock, and you better do a good job of it."

Flashes of my sloppy blow job under the desk danced through my head. I grabbed the cock and guided it to my waiting lips. As soon as I took the head, Mistress thrust her hips forward gagging me as the cock sought to go even deeper.

"Put your hands on your tits, Slut! Hold them up for the camera!"

I did as I was told, cupping my breasts and holding them up. Mistress slid her cock back and forth slowly. Filling my mouth to the max, then gagging me by trying to go farther. I don't know how many pictures she actually took, but the spit was running freely down my chin now.

"That's it, Slut! Suck that fucking cock!" she growled as she thrust forward.

Her thrusting was becoming insistent. I swallowed around the head of her cock over and over until finally it slid down my throat, filling it completely. Still not having enough practice deep-throating, I gagged repeatedly. Mistress pulled back, popping her cock from my mouth. It dropped to land on my tits followed by huge gobs of saliva. She rubbed her cock back and forth over my tits while I tried to catch my breath.

"Lean over the bed, Slut. Show me that ass so I can fuck it good."

Still on my knees I turned and crawled halfway onto the bed. Pressing my face and chest into the covers, I spread my legs wide and wiggled my ass slightly. The toy cock was slightly cold when it plopped on my back. Mistress slid it up and down the crack of my ass, rubbing the slick saliva all over. I jumped and shivered when the cold stream of lube hit my rosebud. Mistress's warm fingers rubbed it around, then gently sought entrance. She was so good to me, warming me up a little before breaking me with her cock.

Once she had worked my ass good with two fingers, and added a little more lube, I felt the tip of her horse cock press against my entrance. By this time, I wasn't just looking forward to being filled by it. I wanted it. I needed it. I pushed back slightly trying to help Mistress fit it in. The pressure built higher as I pushed, then there was a sharp sting as the head finally slipped past my tight little ring.

Mistress held herself there, letting me become accustomed to this massive intruder. I felt her add more lube, then push forward slightly. Another few inches slipping in. I moaned in pleasure and slid my hands back to grip my ass cheeks pulling them wider.

"Such a hungry little slut!" Mistress exclaimed.

Her hand on my back, she gave a steady pushing pressure. I wanted to scream for her to go faster, but she seemed to be enjoying watching her cock sink into me inch by slow, agonizing inch. It felt like an eternity before her hips finally touched the back of my hands. She moved her hands to my hips and pulled me into her harder, burying the last inch of her cock into me.

"How does it feel, Slut?" she asked in a soft, but lust filled voice.

"Full, Mistress," I gasped.

"Can you feel it all the way to your belly?"

I nodded and moaned as she pulled back a few inches and thrust forward again.

"You like that, Slut? My fat cock breeding your slut ass?"

"Y... yes, Mistress," I moaned.

"Tell me, Slut. What do you want?"

"Fuck me, Mistress. Please fuck me," I gasped out.

"What was that? I don't think I heard you."

"Oh... fuck... please Mistress... Fuck me! Breed me with your fat horse cock."

My mind was slipping far away as Mistress began fucking me for all she was worth. I remember her hands holding my hips as her hips bounced off my ass. Then her hand found my hair and pulled it tightly as she moaned along with me. At one point I pushed myself up on my hands, my huge breasts swinging under me with each thrust.

I don't remember us changing positions, but when I started to come back to really noticing my surroundings again, I was laying on my side with Mistress behind me. She had one hand on my breast and was still gently rocking her hips back and forth slowly fucking me.

"Welcome back my pet," she whispered

"Did I pass out?"

"Only a little, but you came really, really hard," she said with a giggle. "We will have to change the sheets before we sleep."

I groaned softly and put a hand on my belly where I could feel the tip of her cock each time, she thrust it forward again. "You're still fucking me?"

"You are my pet. That gives me the right to fuck you as much as I want."

I couldn't help but smile and arch my hips back into her.

"How do you feel?" she asked.

"Very full, Mistress."

"Does it hurt at all?"

"No, Mistress. I love it."

"So, we will need to use this more often?" she asked with a laugh.

"Whenever you wish it, Mistress."

"Such a good pet and slut you are," she said. "Are you ready for the rest?"

"The rest, Mistress?" I asked.

"You begged me to breed you. What kind of Mistress would I be if I don't comply with your request?"

"The best Mistress ever," I replied.

"Get on your knees, Slut, and I will fill your ass with my hot cum."

There was a strange emptiness as she fully slipped her cock from my ass. Cold and empty. My arms and legs didn't want to work, and the extra weight on my chest didn't help. But I finally got myself on my knees. Mistress moved behind me rubbing her cock up and down my ass again before sinking back to the hilt in a single thrust.

"I could fuck your ass for hours," she purred as she slowly slapped her hips against me.

I moaned into the pillow and just let most of my body go limp. I was in heaven. I had died and gone to heaven. No one should be allowed to have this much pleasure. I jumped a little as Mistress's hand found my cock.

"Oh my, look how wet you are! Your boi clit is dripping all over the place."

Boi clit? I thought. That was new.

She stroked me in time to her thrusts and I felt another climax building.

"Are you going to cum again, Slut? Good sluts have multiple climaxes when they are fucked this good."

I moaned and tried to answer, "Y...yes... Ahhhh... Mistress."

"Good gurl," she said in a breathy voice. "You cum for me while I fill your ass."

She took her hand away from my cock and started thrusting harder. My hands knotted in the sheets. I buried my face in the pillow.

"Here it comes, Slut! You better take every drop!"

I felt her cock pulse. I actually felt it! Just like a real cock as it cums! I arched my back and thrust back with a loud moan. My cock poured cum between my knees as Mistress's pulsed and filled my bowels. She bucked her hips a few times, then lay across my back. I could still feel her cock pulsing, pumping load after load of cum inside me. My ass clenched and unclenched around her shaft as I rode the waves of climax.

Finally, she pushed herself back to her knees and slowly started to withdraw. She stopped about halfway, and I felt her cock pulse again. My belly was starting to feel very full again. I ran a hand over it, and it was noticeably bigger than before. Mistress started pulling her cock out slowly once more, and with a squelching plop it slipped free.

Instantly, a torrent of her cum ran out of my gaping ass. I couldn't stop it, and I desperately wanted to.

"Oh, wow," Mistress said. "That is a lot of cum."

I couldn't move. My body refused to respond. Cum ran down the back of my legs. Cum ran out of my ass and dripped off my balls. My cock still dripped with cum. I was a mess, and I loved every second of it.

I heard the camera on Mistresses phone snap some more pictures, then moaned as the tip of her cock slipped back into my ass. She snapped a few more pictures, then pulled out again.

"Well, these will go in the private collection," she said with a laugh. "How do you feel?"

"Dead," I moaned. "You broke me. Nothing works."

"Things better work," Mistress said. "You have a shower to take and bed sheets to change."

It took all of my willpower to push myself up onto my hands and roll off the side of the bed. I felt like a newborn learning to walk. I wobbled so much. Cum still poured from my ass to run down my legs, but my Mistress needed me. I started pulling the cum soaked sheets from the bed and nearly fell over twice.

"Oh shit, I really did break you, huh?" Mistress said with a laugh. "OK, OK, you just go shower and I will change the bed. Besides, you are leaking cum everywhere."

She came over and helped me to the bathroom. As we got the shower turned on, she checked the seams of my breasts.

"How are these? No pain? They don't feel like they are pulling at your skin too much?"

I thrust them out, then lifted them with my hands. "They feel... fine?"

"What do you mean fine?"

"I don't know, I thought without a bra that they would really be pulling on my chest, but only my back hurts a little. The breasts seem... fine."

"Huh. Well, I will call the manufacturer tomorrow and verify the information he gave me a few months ago when I ordered them, but I still think you should wear a sports bra to bed."