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Sorry it has taken so long, but sometimes the Muse abandons me
Madame's mood with me was good for the next few weeks, although I still got playful swats. I would catch her looking at me, or rather my belly, and she would be smiling. I had to take more pleats out as we entered the seventh month and I felt like such a cow. Claire reveled in my body though. She loved to feed on my swollen breasts and would rub and stroke my tummy. When she first felt the baby kick, she screamed with such surprise and delight.
“I think he is jealous.” She looked up at me with a wry grin. We were kneeling on the bed with Claire on her heels as she explored my body.
“Do you think it's a boy?” I asked her.
“I hope so.” She put honestly and then seemed to hold something back. “A little boy running through this house would be wonderful.”
Claire kissed down my belly and then laying on her back, she guided me over her and put her head between my thighs. She rubbed my belly and seemed to caress the baby as she lapped at my cunny. I settled lower on her face with my elbows under me and my cheek on her thigh, and purred as my Mistress devoured me to her own contentment. Slowly my aching nipples began to leak and Claire must have felt it drip on her tummy. she wiggled down the bed to my hanging udders and with a hungry little growl began her second course of me.
Madame made me wince as she would bite and pull as she liked on my sore extended nipples. I truly felt like a cow; on all fours and being milked. Claire’s humble chest was before me. My Claire has the palest alabaster skin and it makes her rosebuds seem so pink and beautiful. Softly I kissed them, such a contrast to the rough feeding I was enduring. Gently I licked around the areola and then across it with my tongue. I kissed her nips sweetly and breathed warm air on them.
“I love you, Madame.” I confessed softly.
Claire rolled out from under me, and now standing on the floor, grabbed a nipple with thumb and finger.
“Come here and prove it.” She said with a grin while pulling my tit.
Slowly I got off the bed and from her constant pulling, I realized she wanted me down on my knees.
“Good girl.” She smiled at my submission and I couldn’t help but look up at her.
Claire spread her legs wide and grabbed my head. She pulled us together and my nose was buried in her dark soft fur. Our eyes were locked as my tongue slithered out and along her little slit. I opened wide and pressed my mouth to all of her. My tongue sliding through her lips and dipping into her nectar. My hands came up and held her slim butt cheeks. I sucked on her sex and let my tongue fuck into her hole. Claire grinned at me and held me by the hair as she ground on my face. I ate my Mistress to a delicious cum and delighted as she shook above me. She bent down to kiss me , and commanded me to wait.
Madame threw on her riding outfit by herself. I stared at the floor with my hands on my folded legs. Finally she came to me with what looked like a dog collar. I lifted my hair for her and received the leather around my throat. I looked confused at Claire, but stayed silent as she hooked a leash to me.
“You know how I am always calling you ‘my little pet’” She offered and I nodded. “Well, now you are.” She said quickly and gave a tug on the leather lead. “Come along, pretty. The doctor will be here shortly for another exam.”
I tried to stand but was quickly corrected.
“No, no” Claire said sharply. “Crawl, my little kitten.” and she gave another tug.
I followed my Madame out of the room, naked and at her heel. If any of the other servants saw me I knew I would be mortified, but it was a short walk to my own room. Thank God I was not asked to go down the stairs on all fours.
In the middle of my room was one of the round little coffee tables from the library. How and when it got here I don’t know. Madame lead me to it and patted its polished top.
“Up here, my pet.” She said quick and sweet as if coaxing a dog or cat.
I got up as elegantly as I could. The tabletop was big enough that my knees and hands were not crowded. In fact I lay my head and chest down as we waited for the doctor. Madame began to stroke me as one might a pet. There was finally a knock at my door, it was Mr. Preston on the other side.
“Mistress Claire, the doctor is here.” He said through the door.
“Send him in.” Claire said crisply. “And you may retire for the evening, Preston.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
And he was gone. He didn’t even stay to get a peek. The doctor on the other hand did take a long look at me. Madame yanked my head up with the leash when she greeted him.
“Here’s our girl, Doctor.” Madame sat back down as the Dr. Aldridge removed his suit jacket.
“Well, let’s see shall we.” He began.
His hands were cold from being outside. He bent and put them on my belly. He seemed to be feeling the baby and hefting it. I tried to ignore his examination and looked at my Madame, who was watching the doctor. His chilly hand tweaked my swollen nipple.
“She could use more lanolin here.” He suggested.
“But I hate the taste of it, doctor.” Madame cracked a smile, but she wasn’t joking.
“Olive oil could be used instead, but it’s not as good.” He stayed serious. “We don’t want the poor things to become cracked.”
“Of course not.” Madame agreed.
I felt his fingers now at my opening. With two, he probed inside. I could feel him at my uterus but he didn’t go any deeper.
“Is the baby active?” He directed the question at me.
“He kicks all the time now.” I finally answered.
My heart rate was checked and my blood pressure and the diagnosis was I was still healthy as a horse and everything was fine. Madame turned me around so my face was at the doctor’s crotch. I felt a swat at my bottom.
“Pay the doctor, girl.” She ordered.
I reached up to open his trousers and Dr. Aldridge helped pull it out. I began to kiss it and give it tender swipes with my tongue. Madame decided to encourage me by smacking my ass rhythmically, one cheek to the other. Once he was hard I took it fully in my mouth and to the back of my throat. The doctor tasted salty but clean. Madame’s smacks would knock me off my rhythm, so I was glad once he took me by the head and began to fuck my mouth. I could forget the motion and just use my tongue to play with his pistoning head. I sucked hard to let my cheeks come in and I pressed him to the roof of my mouth. I was doing very well until I felt her small hand at my pussy.
Madame had lubed up from the doctor’s bag and now pressed her four fingers into me. I moaned with a mouth full of cock and the next time the doctor forced it to my throat, Madame shoved the last digit into me. I must have looked like a spit roasted pig.
“Move on it, slut” She commanded.
Madame and Dr. Aldridge held still as I rocked back and forth between them. I fucked him with my mouth, then pushed back on Claire’s hand. I was only moving a little which seemed frustrating to the doctor, so he began to pump against my movements. His balls slapped into my chin and sometimes the head popped into my throat. Then Madame started spanking again.
“Faster faster, slut.” I could hear a tint of sadistic joy in her voice. “Make him cum, or I give him your ass.”
I wonder if Madame knew he had already had my ass. But I began to concentrate on the cock in my mouth and tried to ignore the fist in my pussy. I reached for his hanging hairy balls and caressed them as I sucked sloppily on his rod. I tried to be vulgar and dirty, that made men cum, when a girl was shameless and slutty. I moaned loudly, more for his ears than from my delight. I sucked the extra spit off and then began jerking the base as my tongue and lips fondled the head of his prick.
The old doctor stiffened and arched his cock towards me. I was rewarded with spunk shooting into my mouth. he grabbed my head so I wouldn’t leave his twitching cock until he was done. Slowly it softened a little and he pulled it from my lips. He was still catching his breath as he stuffed it back into his gray trousers.
Claire slowly pulled her hand from my very wet cunny and got up to show the doctor out. I didn’t move, hoping I could wait here instead of going with them. They left my room, with Madame wiping up with a towel. When the door closed I collapsed on the round little table.
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