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The adult film, that was a shock but a rather refreshing one. Since it was still early in the day that movie wouldn't have to many people in that particular movie... the kids movie would be full and the others would have teenagers skipping school, but the adult film would be practically empty and he would be able to enjoy her body as much as he wanted in that dark theater. Looking closer at the title of the film he almost felt like laughing, Milk Maid Slaves... it was almost perfectly appropriate. “Then the prono it is.” He agreed with a smile as he moved forward to buy the tickets, still amused by the way that even the cashier looked jealous.

Once inside of the theater he glanced at the snack bar, there were a few slaves standing there to rent if someone wanted a drink with a very clear sign above them saying that they couldn't be used for anything else by the policy of the theater. Peter had to wonder how they enforced it and figured that they had some sort of chastity belt in order to protect them.

He wouldn't need one but he couldn't help but picture having not only Molly but some other rental milk slave to enjoy at the same time, to let her take a drink as well. “I don't think I need anything Molly but if you would like some soda or candy then we can get you something, otherwise we can go and get ready for the movie to start.”
 
"Porno?" Molly was suddenly confused. Sure, she had heard some of the servants in the house talk ab out them but she had never heard them referenced to as "adult films." She didn't see the title, if she had then she might have been to embarrassed to go into the theater. Even the guy at the ticket counter looked jealous and that made her blush. She had a trickling thought as she wondered if she should try and make the others want her more, her master seemed to enjoy it. She'd ask him later.

Once they got inside she saw the milk slaves and she looked them over, they each had some kind of top that would be easy. Some had buttons, others had short tops, there were even some that had a flap in the from that could be opened for easy access. She was happy she didn't have that in her maid's uniform, it would have been degrading but the girl's seemed used to it.

She saw him looking at them and felt a spike of jealously picking up in her. It was strange, sure he had gone on other dates and she had never liked the girls but to see him looking at other milk slaves made her just want to remind him that she was there. molly reached up and tugged his shirt slightly, trying to pull his attention away from the other girls. "We could get some Milk Duds." she said, commenting on the candy but also tossing a glare at the other girls as she clung to her master's shirt. As much as he didn't want to share her she didn't like to share him.
 
He smirked a little bit as she tried to draw his attention back to her. Clearly she thought he was looking at those other women with lust. None of them were bad looking, all of them up to his normal standards of fucking but not a single one of them as lovely as his Molly. “Would you like me to rent you one of these women to drink from?” He asked as he led her up to the counter where they could get her the candy and a drink if she wanted it. Still it seemed the idea wouldn't fly so instead he just ordered her the candy and led her toward the theater.

“You know you don't have anything to worry about in the least.” He assured her as he led her into the dark space through the doors. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust but soon it was easy enough to see, they had the entire space to themselves, many large booths and couches arranged for easy sitting around the space and the screen ahead showing advertisements for more adult fair then would normally be seen in a movie, including an image of one of the Milk Slaves breasts claiming they tasted fantastic.

Leading her toward the back he lounged in one of the couches, surprised to see that it was spotlessly clean, with a tug of the leash he pulled her down against him, so that her back was against his chest and her ass over his cock. “This has been a good day so far hasn't it Molly?” He asked with a chuckle before lightly biting her neck again as he keyed up the egg inside of her.
 
When he asked her if she wanted to try and drink from one of them she looked up at him shocked and blushed even. She always let him drink form her, it was her job but she had never even considered wanting a drink for herself. It seemed to strange for her and so she quickly shook her head no. Molly didn't want a drink, only some candies, they could go and have coffee after the movie so she decided she would have a drink then.

Then he assured her that he didn't want any of the offered slaves and she smiled, happy to know that her master would be her master today and not theirs. It took her a moment to be able to see and when she did she was surprised that they were the only ones there. She looked around twice to be doubly sure that she had no some how missed someone but they really were the only ones there.

She followed him back towards the couch, she was still looking around when he tugged her leash, knocking her off balance, of course he caught her... on his lap... making her st right on top of that bulge in his pants. Molly blushed and nodded when he asked about the day but was caught off guard when the egg was suddenly dialed up. A pleasured moan escaped her as on hand covered her crotch and the other over her mouth as she tried to keep quiet. Still, the feeling made her squirm slightly and being on his lap that meant she'd be rubbing against the already growing bulge in his pants.
 
Peter was not happy that she covered her mouth, as far as he was concerned that was directly disobeying what he had ordered her to do earlier. Disobedience wasn't something that he would be tolerating from his slave, a good friend or not she was still his property and that meant that she had to obey him and do whatever he said. To show his annoyance he bit down on her neck a little harder then he had been nipping before, knowing it would likely leave a mark.

“I did say that I wanted to hear you moan didn't I?” He asked with a chuckle as he took the hand from her mouth and slid it down into his pants, having undone his belt earlier so she would be able to do this as the movie started. However it seemed like a good way to keep her hand busy so she couldn't hide her moans from him. At the feelings of her fingers touching his bare cock he groaned a little bit into her ear as a demonstration of what they wanted...

But he quickly held the moan back as the screen showed the title of the movie, the sound system pumping breathy moans out into the theater as music started, so far it just seemed to be a standard porno flick but he wanted to see her reaction more then he wanted to see the movie.
 
when she heard what he said she suddenly remembered and she blushed deeply. Molly never disobeyed him before but this whole a whole different situation. Usually the orders were things like "Make me breakfast, clean my room, give me some of your milk," easy things that she could follow but ordering her to let him listen to her moans was embarrassing and the fact that she had disobeyed him made her feel guilty "I-I'm sorry M-Master." The slave struggled to say through the pleasure coursing through her.

He took her hand from her mouth and she wondered what he was doing with it. Then she felt her hand behind pushed under his cloths and finally she discovered the destination. He groaned into her ear making her blush so deeply nearly her entire face was red with embarrassment. Still, she assume that he had done this because this was what he wanted so she continued, stroking his cock with her fingers, unsure of exactly what to do.

Then the title of the movie came onto the screen and Molly turned to him, utterly shocked, then the sounds of woman moaning filled her ears and she looked away form the screen, what made it worse was that the increased speed made her moan join the chorus of those that came from the screen. Molly blushed deeply and shut her eyes tightly, to embarrassed to look for her master's reaction.
 
To give her easier access to him member Peter unzipped his pants, taking his cock out without letting her hand leave it for even the slightest instant, he wanted her to be utterly familiar with what would soon be deep inside of her. “Don't apologize.” He whispered gently, licking over the small mark that he had left on the skin of her neck, his tongue teasing and soothing gently. “But don't close your eyes either, I want to watch a movie with you.”

Sure it was hardly the kind of movie that he once took the time to enjoy with her when they were younger but that didn't mean they couldn't enjoy themselves as they watched it. The movie started off quite normally with a maid coming in and cleaning but very soon she had lost her top and milk was slowly dripping down her full tits. The sight of that alone reminded Peter just how thirsty he was and soon he was stroking her breasts without even thinking about it.

“With the drug that you take arousal has been known to cause milk to be produced faster Molly.” He whispered eagerly as he began to lift her shirt, practically drooling at the thought of what the toy inside of her would do to change the way she tasted. “Just let me know if you need to have those lovely tits of yours drained a little bit, I can always use a lovely taste of milk.”
 
The way he licked her neck made her whimper with pleasure. He took out his cock and she kept stroking it with her fingers not knowing what else to do with it and blushing deeply the entire time. She listened to what he said and she opened her eyes to watch the screen. It started out like a normal day, strangely enough it was like one of her own normal days but of course things turned.

When the maid on the screen began to lactate suddenly Peter's hands began to stroke her breasts, drawing a moan form the girl. When she heard what he said about the drug that she took she looked at him shocked. This toy was going to keep her aroused all day! How much milk did he want her to be producing? She let him lift her shirt but he seemed to stop and she let him. She wanted to try and watch the movie like normal people... well as close to normal as she could.

But he had been right, her breasts were swelling. They felt heavy and sore with milk until finally she let out a pained whimper and she stopped stroking him so that she could lift up her shirt. It was a new shirt, she didn't want to get milk on it. She got off his lap briefly and then returned, this time straddling him, his member rubbing up against the crotch of her jeans. "Please Master..." she begged him. "Please turn it down, it... owwie... they're full." she told him, pleading with him to drink. She even reached down and opened the bra for him so that there was nothing between her breasts and his lips. "Please Master." Molly begged impatiently, hoping he didn't make her wait.
 
Peter was shocked by how large her breasts had swollen to, they were easily the same size that they had been the day before. A DD cup, possibly a little bit larger and yet they still were as perky as they always were. She really did have the most perfect natural pair of tits that he had ever seen, even fake tits couldn't be as full and perky as hers. Still rather then do something as kind as turn it down for her Peter merely turned it up quite a bit more.

“I would take that shirt of yours all the way off.” He warned her with a grin as he leaned in and ran his tongue over the tops of her breasts. “TO the best of my understanding an orgasm could actually cause you to lactate without any control and I am curious to see if that will happen.” In truth he would drink from her long before that happened but teasing her was a lot of fun.

He was disappointed that her hand had stopped though and he took a hold of it and brought it back down to his cock, this time wrapping it all the way around his throbbing shaft. With a hand on her wrist he slowly pulled her hand up and down on his cock as turned so they would both be able to see the screen. “If you bring me to orgasm there will be something for you to drink as well if you like.”
 
He didn't have to say it twice. As soon as he had finished saying it the shirt was all the way off and so was the bra. When he licked the tops of her breasts she shuddered with pleasure but she whimpered when his tongue didn't go lower. When he mentioned how an orgasm would make her lactate she blushed deeply and prayed that it would not come to that.

"M-Master ple~ease!" she moaned, blushing from the fact that the egg had made her moan those words. "I-If you don't..." she tried to think of what to say, blushing deeply she told him, "They get in the way of cleaning." In truth form her recent upgrade in size due to his inattention she almost knocked over a vase. It was embarrassing and the way the other slaves snickered when they saw was even worse.

He brought her hand back to his cock and she watched as he guided it and then she continued the motion at the pace he had showed her. She could see the screen again but he still wasn't drinking. "M-Ma~aster Peter." Molly moaned his name, continuing to stroke him. "Please." She begged, as if to aid in her attempt to get him to drink little dribbles of milk began to drip down her breast. Molly moaned again, wondering just how big he would wait for them to get before he finally decided to drink.
 
Did she really think he cared if it got in the way of her cleaning, he would drink in order to keep her from being in some sort of pain but that wouldn't stop him from taking advantage of this increased size for a little while. Leaning in he licked the milk that was dribbling from her breasts but he didn't latch onto the nipple and drink just yet. It was tempting, somehow she tasted even better as she moaned in need.

“If you want some relief then you will have to earn it.” He informed her with a smile as he took her hand away from his cock and looked up at what was on the screen, turning her head so she could see it as well. On the screen the maid from earlier, her breasts dripping milk freely had fallen to her knees in front of her master and was using her tits to stroke his cock while her head dipped down to lick the head.

“Use those tits of yours, wrap them around my cock and use your tongue... and if you do a good job then I promise I will deal with the problem that you are experiencing and replace that toy with my fingers for a little while.” It wasn't like she would know what to do but he was sure that she would learn sooner or later... and seeing her try would be enjoyable.
 
Molly couldn't help herself, she moaned as he licked up the milk that dribbled out of her breasts and whimpered when he didn't latch on to one of her breasts. When he mentioned her needing to earn it she looked at him confused, unsure of what she could do to 'earn' something he took willingly. "A-are you not thirsty?" she asked him confused. She had never known him to refuse her milk before.

When he turned her head to show her what was on the screen she blushed deeply and looked at him confused and embarrassed. She opened her mouth to protest but a moan came out instead. Hearing what he said about replacing the toy with his fingers made her blush deeply. Was he going to have sex with her... here? In some strange movie theater? She didn't think of it too long, the need for relief made her do as he said.

Molly blushed deeply as she got on her kneed before her master, resting her heavy breasts on his lap. She was worried about getting milk on his pants but he had wanted this so she said nothing. Unsure of what to do Molly brought her master's cock between her breasts, putting her hands on either side of her breasts to be sure they would hug his cock as she moved up and down so that they would be stroking his cock. She looked up at him, blushing and unsure before turning her head down and licking the head of his cock like one would lick an ice cream cone. Again the poor girl moaned as more milk dribbled form her breasts, still Molly did her best to please him o he would finally drink.
 
He watched as closely as he could as she knelt down and pressed her breasts around his cock, feeling it twitch against the firm and supple flesh that was squeezing him like nothing else, sure with her normal breast size she would be able to do this but with them so much larger then they normally were they practically enveloped his entire impressive length.

And the way that her tongue was working, she might not have much experience but somehow instinct or something like it was doing its fucking job because she was driving him wild... if she kept this up then he was just going to end up dragging her up onto the couch with him and fucking her like crazy. As soon as that thought struck him Brian knew that he had to stop right away otherwise she would end up loosing her virginity in a fucking movie theater.

“Thats good enough.” He growled as he pulled her up onto his lap again so that he cock was sitting beneath her ass, even that felt pretty good considering what she had just done for him. “You really do have a wonderful pair of tits there Molly, with what I have in mind for you then they are going to be very large all the time, you should get used to them,” He informed her before he pressed his lips to a nipple, not bothering to wait or tease, instead just greedily sucking from the beginning.
 
Molly did as she was asked, hoping to please him the best that she could so that he would help her. She didn't understand why he hadn't just drank when she asked of him, she was getting a little bit confused by all of this. This was all moving so quickly, he had never even asked her to touch him and now he wanted her breasts wrapped around his member while she licked the top? She didn't bother arguing because she needed it so badly but the lustful Peter was not the man she had known.

Then he finally said it was enough and he sat her on his lap, she could feel her backside pressing against his length and she blushed but then, finally he latched onto her nipple and drank like a thirsty man in a desert. Molly moaned loudly and squirmed on his lap, rubbing against his member as she squirmed. Her back arched into his mouth as she moaned and whimpered with pleasure.

She had been so focused on the pain of the swelling that she hadn't even thought of how it would feel with him sucking on her breasts while the egg was inside of her. When he drank form her with nothing else it was enough to arouse her but with the egg inside of her she was moaning louder then she had ever moaned before, her moisture was filling her panties as Molly clung tightly to her master's shirt. "M~a~aster!" Molly moaned loudly. He was drinking so greedily and forgetting about the egg inside of her, if he didn't turn the egg down then she really would end up cumming in the theater.
 
He hadn't forgotten that the egg was inside of her, he knew exactly what his feeding normally did to her and was eager to have her climax when he had his lips pressed to her breast, curious about if he would be able to taste a change in her milk as he drank from her. He was hoping that there was change something that he would be able to identify as a signal that she had reached climax without him having fucked her yet.

“I know.” He grunted as he switched to the other breast, knowing that he hadn't drained the first quite yet but letting both of them flow freely as he pressed them together, lapping at both nipples at the same time to get as much as he could as quickly as possible thought it poured down his face as he drank it. It was delicious, never before had she tasted better and he wouldn't stop until she was drained.

But it wasn't nearly enough, he had to keep tasting her, he had to see if she could taste even better so he cranked up the remote on the way all the way up to the top setting, he was desperate to taste her as she climaxed. “Cum for me pet, I want you to cream those lovely lacy panties of yours for me.”
 
Despite her please he didn't seem to have any intention of slowing things down. He said something and at first she thought that e knew what she had wanted and he was going to slow down but then he switched to the other breast before drinking all of the first one. Her milk flowed from her breasts and she winced as he pressed her nipples together but moaned loudly as he lapped at both of them at the same time.

Then suddenly the egg was on max. Molly pulled on his shirt and moaned louder then she had before. She tried to resist the feeling, trying with the best of her ability to keep herself under control but the feeling was just too much. Her hips began to buck as the feeling forced her to hump his lap as her tummy began to feel funny. She didn't know what was going on, she heard what he said and then she understood. He was going to make her climax there in the movie theater!

Molly tried to pull away from him but she couldn't, even if she could she wouldn't have been able to go anywhere with that egg vibrating inside of her but that didn't matter either because in just a short time it happened. His slave moaned loudly as she reached her climax, creaming those lacy panties of hers. She could hold hope that he was wrong, hope that reaching a climax wouldn't make her milk uncontrollable, and hope that now that she had done hat he wanted he would turn down the egg.
 
She didn't milk uncontrollably like he had half hoped she would, he had wanted to be drenched from head to toe in the delicious fluid but instead the flow just came a little bit faster and he worked to catch all of it, a large amount spilling down his chin but he didn't care at all, if he needed to he would have her lick his face clean. In fact he decided that was exactly what he was going to do with her, let her taste herself on his face.

The taste had changed though, not a lot but it had become noticeable sweeter without warning and Peter knew then that she had just cum. As the flow of milk finally stopped he worked a hand down into her pants and panties, touching her only lightly but catching a little bit of her bodies fluids on his fingers and bringing them to his mouth like desert while he turned the egg down almost all the way, only the lightest setting.

“Such a good girl.” He praised her with a grin, his hands still massaging her breast, even if they were down to their natural size he still loved to play with them. “My face is a little bit messy though, why don't you clean me off a little bit Molly.”
 
Molly was happy when the organs didn't make her mil uncontrollably. She would have been so embarrassed afterwords she didn't even want to think of what she would do. He drank up the increased flow bringing ore moans from the girl on his lap. When he was finally done she felt him working his hand down into her pants and she blushed deeply, almost reaching to stop him.

As the egg turned down she struggled to catch her breath, now more inclined to let him reach into her panties. She shivered sightly when she felt his fingers on her but she watched as they came out wet with her fluids and licked his fingers clean. Molly blushed deeply, drinking the milk made sense but why was he interested in the flavor of her orgasm?

She listened to what he said as a small pleasured whimper escaped her. Despite having had her milk he was still massaging them and that was unusual but then again this whole day was getting to be pretty unusual. When he said he wanted her to clean off his face Molly looked around for some napkins or something that she could use to clean her milk off of him.
 
“You taste good everywhere Molly.” Peter praised her by way of an explanation for tasting her fluids. “If you ask like a good girl I will probably take my tongue to your tight cunt later on, it will feel better then that little toy inside of you ever could.” Taking a hold of her shirt Peter lightly kissed both of her nipples before refastening her bra and pulling the shirt back on over her, it didn't fit nearly as lovely as it had before but it was still quite nice.

To bad she still hadn't done anything about the milk that was on his face and starting to dry. “Molly, I want you to clean my face with your tongue.” He instructed her with a small smile. “The movie is nearly done and if I walk out of here with your milk all over my then I will be getting quite a few odd looks if you don't do something about it.” Not that he really cared, he just wanted her tongue running across his skin as a tease of what would be coming later on.
 
Molly could not help but blush when he said that she tasted good everywhere. The slave had never really bothered to think about her flavor, it had just never really concerned her. Hearing what he said next made her blush deeply, she didn't even know what to say after tha. He dressed her back up while she was stunned by his words.

When he told her to lick his face Molly blushed deeply and even covered her own face with her hands for a moment. She didn't know what to say... there really wasn't anything to say. Molly peaked through her fingers and finally brought her hands down. Putting her hands on either side of his shoulders she blushed deeply before licking his cheek with the tip of her tongue.

She could taste herself on him and that just made this even more embarrassing. She tasted her own sweet milk but at the same time she was licking it off of his cheeks. She lapped at his face, not really sure how to go about this. There was some milk on the corner of his mouth and Molly could not help herself, the slave stole a kiss. It was so brief that one could even be sure if it was a kiss but their lips had met and Molly was blushing. She cleaned his face and some of the drops that had dribbled down his neck before sitting back and waiting.
 
Peter smirked a little bit as she stole that short little kiss from him, he could hardly even be sure that it had happened. Still he knew she could do better if she was properly motivated. “Molly, if you are going to kiss me then just kiss me, don't tease me like that.” He chuckled before brushing his lips back over hers, the kiss deepening slowly but ending rather quickly as he pulled back to smile at her. “That is a proper kiss, keep that in mind the next time you are feeling bold.”

He doubted she would be feeling bold very often, she was rather quiet and subdued but that was alight for him, he enjoyed being dominant and having power... not going so far as to force himself on someone of course but he enjoyed calling the shots. As innocent as Molly was he would have an entire world to introduce her to, more pleasures then she could imagine lay at his finger tips.

“Are you ready to leave now Molly, the coffee and book store await us, both in one convenient location.” He said cheerfully as he zipped his pants back up, having tucked his cock away and lightly moved her off of him and back onto the couch at his side. “We can get you a nice late and a few books to read in your spare time... though I think we will find better ways to fill it before very long.”
 
She thought that she had been discrete about it but that didn't seem so.He kissed her, slowly deepening it before pulling away all at once leaving the slave longing for more. She blushed deeply at what he said. She wished that she were bolder, bold enough to say how she felt and to kiss him like she really wanted to. But slaves were to meant to be bold and, raised as one, neither was she.

But she wanted to. Molly wished that they were back home and on his bed, that she could wrap her arms around him and kiss him deeply, that there was no egg or games, she wanted to be able to spend some time with him as a girlfriend, perhaps even an equal. She had lived her life as a slave and was now in love with her master. it was a love that shouldn't be but it was there ant there was nothing that she could do about it.

When he asked if she was ready she got off of him and straightened out her cloths the best she could. She could feel her panties soaking with her fluids, it made walking feel funny and she pulled at her pants. "Master.... should I.. should I change?" She asked him knowing it was either change or spend the day in cum filled panties.
 
Peter found his thoughts very much matching Molly's at that point, he almost wished that she had been a little bit more bold. Obviously she had wanted something like this to happen for some time, why else would she have played along so willingly, if she just had the courage to act or at least give hints at some point then they could have been partaking in the pleasures of each others flesh some time ago, greatly enjoying themselves instead of just the occasional drink followed by watching her on the camera while abusing himself violently.

At her question Peter only looked at her a bit strangely for a moment before smiling, understanding suddenly dawning on him when he realized just how uncomfortable she might be. “Of course, why don't you go to the bathroom and take them off and you can remove the egg if you like.” He told her as he led her from the theater, glad that she could at least go into the bathroom alone, if nothing else had ever embarrassed her that no doubt she would be incredibly uncomfortable as he watched her remove the toy that he had been using to tease her.
 
Molly nodded, she was happy he wasn't going to make her spend the rest of the day in her cum filled panties. She took his arm as he lead her from the theater, feeling a little weaker from the orgasm that ripped through her. It was her first orgasm, and then she had to lick his face clean? The blush wouldn't leave her cheeks. Before they left she had taken the time to try and right herself the best she could. She'd put her bra and top back on, tugging at the hem as he lead her to the bathroom.

She looked up at him, for a moment she seemed reluctant to let him go. When she finally did she ducked into the nearest stall. The bathroom stalls were larger then normal, built to accommodate two in case a master just couldn't wait to have his slave. Molly took off her shoes and then her pants, biting her lip to suppress the pleasured whimpers moving with the egg inside her almost brought about. Even at it's lowest setting the slave could hardly keep herself quiet.

She stripped out of her panties, blushing deeper as she looked down at them. They really were drenched. She did the best she could to clean her panties and herself with bathroom tissue, but in the end she wrapped the panties in bathroom tissue and found a bag to put them in. She would be going without her panties for the rest of today. It was retrieving the egg that made her blush profusely. A small moan escaped her as she reached her fingers inside herself, she wondered if her master heard it outside. It took her a moment, another moan and a few whimpers, but she retrieved the egg, still buzzing. Her master said she was tasty, was he right?

Timidly, she let the egg touch the very tip of her tongue, pulling it back quickly for no other reason then sheer embarrassment. She was surprised to find she didn't taste that bad. She wondered what her master would think he if he found out she enjoyed her flavor. Cleaning off the rest of the egg with tissue she wrapped it up and put it into the bag with her panties before putting the rest of her cloths back on and exiting the stall. She found her master standing outside she smiled at him, the blush stubbornly clinging to her cheeks. She took his arm and rested her head against it, holding onto him for a few moments before finally speaking. "If.... If Master should want to... put it back... o-or replace it with something else... I wouldn't mind." her words were quiet, her voice was timid, and she was unable to look at him as she spoke. As his slave she wasn't supposed to ask for anything, but even if it was embarrassing she had enjoyed herself, and he seemed to care about what she wanted... Still holding tight, she nuzzled his arm, to embarrassed by her suggestion to look into his eyes.
 
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