BDSM: Got Milk? A Player’s Experience

Disclaimer: This post deals with adult themes. Even many adults will find the subject matter profoundly disturbing. Continue at your own risk…

It should come as no surprise to anyone familiar with my work of late, but I am into some pretty freaky stuff, and have been for the majority of my life to this point. Oddly enough I’ve found that I very much have a thing for forcibly(and pleasurably) expelling certain bodily fluids from my partner. So naturally, I, as an aspiring master-of-the-craft, have delved into the realm of a very basic bodily fluid in breast milk…

It was a few months before the birth of our first child when I first fed on my wife. I was feeling somewhat playful and was admittedly curious as to what human milk tastes like (having not been breast-fed as an infant). It was warm, and so very sweet, like cream, but much thinner, it aroused me instantly. Pretty soon there wasn’t a time we were intimate when I didn’t have one of her breasts in my mouth.  It was a time I will always remember fondly, but like all good things, it came to end with the birth of our child. When one barely has two hours to sleep, kinky sessions are simply not a priority…

The type of submission I require now however isn’t just the weekend warrior, cuff-me and do-me sort of thing. Playing on this level requires rigorous physical training and induces changes in the very makeup of our bodies. I started to very seriously talk about milking my wife. She also fondly remembered the feeding sessions we had, and was very disappointed that I didn’t try when the last baby was born. I started to explain the concepts of re-inducing lactation naturally. She said that she trusted that I knew what to do to her(good girl!) and was game to try. I explained that my suckling would only work in tandem with her true desire to nourish me, and how if we were successful she would start to go through changes in her breasts and body and an altering of her hormonal balances. I explained the role of Oxytocin in the brain in both lactation and female sexual arousal. I explained to her also the changes that I would undergo as a result of consuming her essence.

I suppose I should thank Providencia that my wife had never breast-fed our children; her experiences of being milked were easily and naturally associated with the sexual arousal side of Oxytocin since I was always literally going at her when I was doing it. During our first session I had barely begun suckling before she was as wet as I’ve ever casually felt her, it also still aroused me powerfully. I had sucked on my wife’s breasts for years but never with a purpose or using the appropriate latching techniques. Even if I could only ever get a few drops from her at least daddy found a new button to push to get my girl instantly wound up.

Inducing is a process that takes real commitment, multiple sessions per day for weeks, I was actually pretty skeptical going in, but we steadily made progress. Know that there are daily, ever-present feeding sessions going on in the background. They are epic in their own right. I call her mommy as I beg for her to squirt a beautiful stream of warm and sweet milk directly into the back of my throat. It literally makes both of us spasm and moan at the same time, washing us in waves of love and desire. The feeling is almost indescribable when I have fully half her breast in my mouth working the underside with the whole length of my tongue, as gushers of cream are blowing off in all directions. The only part I could possibly dislike is the feeling of her breasts empty, it is such an intimate act of love and bonding and just by itself would have made me a happy man for life. But somehow that is just one of several intertwining journeys that we have been on together during our amazing marriage…

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