My Big Milking Tits Ch. 02

For a moment I was mystified. "Gussie get me the mid size one to start Granny." As Gussie left the room Jules turned to me. "A nice gentle Butt-Plug to expand your sphincter, once you get used to it I'll replace it with a bigger one."

"Jules I'm a ...."

"Not Jules, either Juliana or Mistress. Jules infers equality. In matters to do with sex you are not my equal, I am the Mistress, you and Gussie are my Acolytes, you do as I say."

"Juliana ..."

"Better although I think I would prefer Mistress."

I'll really please her. "Mistress Juliana," I'd hit the sweet spot, Jules positively glowed. "I will try the Butt-Plug, but I am an old lady my body is no longer supple I may not be able to take it."

"Granny you will try! Promise me you will try."

"I'll try." As I uttered the words Gussie returned in his hand something pink. He held it out, to me it looked like an oversize baby's dummy -- the only thing that was missing was a piece of blue or pink ribbon. Knowing what it was he held and its intended destination, I was pleased to see a tube of KY Gel in his other hand.

"Oh that is so nice," said Jules in a sneering manner. "Little Gussie is looking after his Granny, without being told to do so he has brought some lube. Really he hopes that I will tell him to lube you up. Afraid not Gussie, the pleasure is going to be all mine. Back on all fours Granny slut."

I felt the cool lubricant flowing over my sore ass-hole, soothing the pain. I relaxed as Jules massaged my sphincter muscle using a circular movement, magicking the pain away as she added more and more lube. "There you are Granny dear just relax and nothing will hurt." She whispered in my ear over and over again as she massaged. Nothing did hurt, it did not hurt when she slid a finger into me, not even when a second finger joined the first. The third finger was uncomfortable, but bearable. I cried out when she forced a fourth finger into me. "Wow Granny you are big, bigger than I thought. Gussie get me the largest plug and get it now."

I think I tried to wiggle away moving forward but this only hurt more as Jules pushed her fingers harder into me. Her other hand gave me a stinging slap on the left buttock. "Keep still Granny Slut or I will be sleeping with my fist inside you."

"Please Jules ..." Another slap. "Please Mistress Juliana, no more. I couldn't take your fist."

Jules laughed. "Too late Granny Slut, you underestimate your own capabilities -- my fist is in." She moved her fist to emphasise the point. The pain was constant, like a searing toothache.

Gussie returned this time with two Butt-Plugs. "Jules I didn't know which one of these two."

"Gussie take lessons from Granny Slut, your fellow slave, and address me properly -- Mistress Juliana."

"OK whatever." Gussie answered in an offhand manner.

"Use my name." Jules almost shrieked she moved her arm as she spoke. It hurt I cried out. "Quiet let's get this into you."

The Butt-Plug did not hurt when she inserted it, but then nothing could have hurt, not when compared to the pain I felt as she removed her hand from my bowels. My anus was on fire. The heavily lubed Butt-Plug was a balm to my tormented ass-hole. Then I felt full. My sphincter muscle appeared to be pulsating contracting on the Plug. It was uncomfortable and yet pleasant. "There Granny Slut, it didn't hurt at all, did it." Jules purred in a professional detached tone of voice a statement not a question.

"No it did not Mistress Juliana."

As I spoke Jules grasped my breasts. "And now Granny Slut, I want to see and taste your milk. Sounds like nectar from the way that Wayne has raved about it. On your back so I can see if you taste as good as has been claimed."

I am not normally totally submissive, or I do not think that I am, but when Jules gave an instruction I found myself instantly obeying. No sooner had I rolled onto my back than Jules bowed to her self appointed task. Sucking my breast into her mouth, her tongue stimulating my hard enlarged nipple. My body was throbbing in anticipation. My breast felt as though it was swelling in Juliana's mouth. Suddenly the tension released. "Oh sweet." Juliana mumbled before resuming her oral play. I could feel the heaviness diminishing as Jules sucked the milk from my breasts.

"Thank you Mistress Juliana that is so good."

Jules continued sucking until both breasts were dry. "Wow there is a lot there. How much do you think you produce?"

"In a day or each time?"

"Each time and how often in a day."

"Say four times a day and about two bottles full that's about twenty ounces."

Jules looked at the ceiling, concentrating then rolled her eyes, "Gran that is more than two litres a day. Wow." A smile flitted across Jules lips. "Tell me if I am wrong. The more the demand, the more you will produce."

"Broadly speaking yes." I replied, too late I saw the direction of Jules thoughts. "I don't know that I want to produce more, my breasts get very heavy and very sore you know."

Suddenly Jules was Jules no more, she switched into her Mistress Juliana mode. "Granny Slut when will you understand the choice is not yours. I am your mistress, I choose and you obey!"

It suddenly struck me Jules and Gussie were very naïve, in relative isolation they had developed their Mistress Slave relationship, they had not introduced the sophistication of 'safe words'.

"OK we will give it a try, but I want an agreed safe word."

"Safe Word." Jules looked nonplussed. "What's a safe word -- I've heard of them but never understood, the Master, the Blessed Marquise never mentioned safe words."

"The Blessed Marquise?" I echoed Jules.

"She means the Marquise de Sade, mainly the Hundred and Twenty Days of Sodom, its been our guide." Gussie said.

"That explains it," I said drily.

"You cannot question me I am Mistress Juliana. The two of you are my slaves, it is your duty to obey me, not to question me." Jules's tone was so petulant I half expected her to stamp her foot and burst into tears. She did not! She stood in the middle of the room starring at both myself and Gussie.

"In a sex game, a role play, you are Mistress Juliana, in the same role play I am Granny Slut your slave, and Gussie is also your slave. When the game ends so too the role play ends, we all revert back to who we are outside the game. I am your Grandmother, Gussie is your brother. We are all real people not figments of a frustrated man's imagination. Don't forget De Sade wrote in a prison cell and a mental hospital, where he was an inmate. Today his works would almost be regarded as wanking material..."

"Oh Gran," Jules exclaimed.

She was such a little girl at heart. "Oh Jules you are funny, shocked when I use an Anglo-Saxon term like wanking, whilst happily including me in your sex games to the point where technically you raped me."

"Raped!"

"Yes raped. Did you have my consent when you took me with your Dildo? No you did not, not even tacit consent in that we had done it before. No Jules at the point when you entered me -- you were raping me."

"But you enjoyed it."

"Yes I did, but you did not have my consent when you first pushed into me."

"Mother always said you were a pushover, that any man only had to get a hand inside your knickers and you forgot the word NO."

Bloody Saffron! My daughter had no right, no right at all to speak about her own mother in that way. At the moment Saffron's complex love life was crashing down around her. Edward, who is Jules and Gussie's father, has decided to become a polygamist -- to justify this he was flirting with some breakaway Mormon sect -- followers of the True Church of Jesus Christ and the Later Day Saints or some such title.

I'd done some on-line research. The Mormon Church had excommunicated them all which meant apart from polygamy Edward had to do little else, no church, no knocking on doors. So my judgemental daughter now shared her husband and home with a woman of her own age Christine and a very immature seventeen year old nymphet simply known as Booby, on account of her physique. This was the reason why Jules and Gussie lived with me.

"Your mother said that!" I shouted at Jules, I must have looked either mad or aggressive Jules took a step back away from me. "She should sort her marriage and your father before she starts on other people. The silly little bitch should have turfed him out as soon as he mentioned polygamy."

"She couldn't throw Dad out -- where would he have gone." Jules cried.

"In all likelihood straight back to monogamy!" I said brusquely for I did not and I never have believed in my son-in-law's sudden conversion to Mormonism.

"Maybe Dad is only doing it so he has more than one woman. But is there any a difference between having several lovers at one moment and having lots of lovers one after another?"

I was getting tired of these personal attacks, "Your point Jules?"

"Well Dad is open and upfront. Mum he has as his child-bearing wife, Christine is a good companion for her and helps around the house, also she has a paid job and contributes to the household funds. And Booby takes care of father ....."

At this point Gussie spluttered with mirth. "She means Dad fucks Booby for two or three nights. Then he spends a night with Mum or Christine. Jules doesn't miss a trick which is why Dad has banished her."

"Do tell." I said, my interest aroused.

"Laugh if you want at least I had her you didn't." Jules said as she stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her.

"Don't be shy Gussie you have my undivided attention."

"This goes back to last Easter."

I recalled a disaster for Jules, she went home the Tuesday before Easter, on the early hours of Easter Sunday she had called me to say her father had thrown her out and how was she to get back. I did not pay for a cab to bring her back four hundred miles, I think that is what she wanted, but I did pick-up the tab for a stay in a Premier Inn for three nights. "Go on."

"Dad was in the Matrimonial Bed -- that is the bed he slept in with whichever of the women he was having that night."

"Go on I understand your father's quasi religious rationale of his libido."

"So Dad was in bed with Mother and Christine, by the sounds having a great threesome. Jules saw her chance, all week she had been making eyes at Booby. Oh Gran that girl is as thick as two short planks -- all tits and no brains. Suddenly Dad leaps out of bed rushes out of his bedroom to the little bedroom where Booby is sleeping -- meant to be sleeping! Booby is on her back, legs open wide and my sister -- Dad's daughter is lapping like a puppy dog at his woman's pussy. Dad went ballistic!"

I could imagine that Edward's ego would have been dented.

"He was throwing both of them out naked. By now Mother and Christine are there, restraining him. All the shouting, crying and screaming I am surprised the neighbours didn't call the police. So Dad lets Jules get dressed, pack her bag but she has to leave in the middle of the night."

I only knew there had been trouble. Saffron had said Jules and her father had argued. Jules had called it trouble saying Dad was being Dad. "I knew some of it, I paid for Jules to stay the weekend in a Premier Inn. So what happened to Booby?"

"Oh Dad prayed for her, and God told him to forgive her" Said Gussie, adding,. "Of course she had to atone for her sinfulness. She cried every time he buggered her, her punishment was to be buggered without lubricant. I don't like her but those nights I did feel sorry for her."

"Like Fuck you felt sorry for her. Gussie just wished it was him who was fucking her arse, or either of her other holes." Jules said dismissively. "I bet you lay in bed wanking while you listened to Dad buggering her."

"Strange how God's punishment includes your Dad enjoying kinky sex." I commented dryly.

"Maybe, with a Dad like Dad, and a grand-mother like you, it is inevitable we would be a couple of incestuous perverts." Jules said.

"Speaking of which, while we are all being honest, how long have you and your brother been having sex?"

"The first time we had intercourse is easy to remember - it was my eighteenth birthday." Gussie said a smile of sweet memory flitted across his face.

"I had lusted for him for a year -- since I turned eighteen." Juliana said. "I gave him a packet of condoms and my body. The condoms were symbolic because I was already taking the pill. Gussie was still a virgin but I wasn't -- I think two virgins together can lead to disasters, so I got laid."

I laughed, "And to think all that time I had thought the noise in the night was you and Wayne. And really it was you and Gussie."

Jules laughed. "I am too young for Wayne."

"No I mean before Wayne and I were together."

"Oh Wayne, haven't you told Gran?" Jules said her voice loaded with seriousness.

"Told me what -- come on tell me!" Wayne seemed to be blushing and shrinking simultaneously.

"Wayne has a thing for older women." Jules said, "to be precise he wants sex with his mother and with his granny. I mean to say I know his mother is your age, but she looks a lot older. She doesn't look after herself. As for his granny she may be about seventy but she looks twenty years older."

"My Ma's not that bad looking and my granny is a real wee cracker -- look at her bum and her tits."

"Yes your gran does have a nice bum I'll give you that -- I've never seen her tits au naturelle so to speak -- only encased in a bra." Jules said voicing my thoughts.

"Is that true you really do not fancy women of your own age?" I asked Wayne -- this all sounded quite fantastical.

"I did tell you a bit."

"I bet you never told the other part of the story." Jules said challengingly.

"No."

"What haven't you told me? After what we have all done together there should be no secrets."

"I did a sort of deal with Jules and Gussie."

"What sort of deal?" I asked -- not really wanting to hear what I suspected to be the truth.

Wayne mumbled.

"Jules tell me about the deal."

"Promise you won't get mad?"

"A bit late for that I think. Come on spit it out."

"We -- Gussie and me -- we worked out you and Wayne had started a relationship. We also knew that Wayne wants to have sex with his granny."

"I thought you said mother and granny?"

"Both but granny most of all." Wayne said. "So yesterday Jules said she knew about us and she and Gussie wanted to have you..." The pause produced a deafening silence.

"So!?" I prompted.

"We offered to help Wayne if he helped us to have sex with you."

"Well Wayne certainly helped you, so now you have to keep your part of the bargain how are you going to do that?"

"Tramadol and Ketamine."

I shook my head in disbelief. "I despair of the ethics. Is rape justified to you?" No sooner had I said the words than I heard Johanna's thin wail of hunger. "That's it sex and sex talk over for now, everyone get looking decent." I pulled on a wrap. "Tidy up the room and sex toys away."

I felt oddly bereft when I had removed the Butt-Plug from my anus. I was glad I had not seen it properly before insertion -- I would not have believed that I could take that size without damage to my anus or bowels.

As I was leaving the room I went over to Wayne, kissed him and said "thank you," I then kissed Augustus and said Thank you, finally kissing and thanking Juliana.