It's to Store Milk, She Said...
Story by PixelsWithFur on SoFurry
Belle likes to have a friend help milk her, but sometimes with a little bondage in the mix.
Belle looked at her big boobs, curious about if Mark could "gallantly" milk her again. "He's a gentleman, so maybe he'll help," she quietly said to herself. She looked at her retro telephone from the 1990s, which she frequently used for talking with her friends. Belle dialed Mark's home phone, excited to call him. A string of rings could be heard as Belle was patiently waiting. "Oh, please pick up," she quietly said to herself. Then, a soft breath was heard. "Let me guess; you're Belle," the feminine voice answered. Belle recognized the voice as Chelsea's. "Chelsea, where's your dad," she inquired. Chelsea purred lustfully as she felt her nipples erecting. "Dad's currently a bit busy with me," she said as Mark was caressing her bosom. Belle's facial expression changed as she heard Chelsea heavily pant from Mark fondling her boobies. "Put me on speaker," she demanded in a strict tone of voice. Chelsea put the telephone where her cleavage was beginning, as to help balance the telephone near her breasts.
"Now Dad and I'll both hear you," she said. Belle groaned as she overheard Chelsea's moans and purrs. "Mark, are you there," she yelled into the telephone. Mark stopped for a bit as he heard Belle. "Belle," he asked. Belle felt turned off by Chelsea's taunts that reminded Belle who Mark's favorite cheetah was. "Mark, I'll probably need a good milking," she said. Chelsea tried growling over the telephone, but Belle knew Chelsea was protective of her dad. "How ladylike of you, Chelsea," Belle teased to her. Chelsea stopped growling and calmed down as Mark gently pinched the underside of her breasts. "Sorry; I did not mean to be so rude to you earlier, Belle," she said. Belle sighed again as she accepted the unexpected apology. "It's all right, but you should have more ladylike manners," she said. "What else should we discuss," Mark inquired to Belle. The cow sighed as she envisioned her boyfriend at her bed's side. "Not much; just remember to start the milking I need," she said. Mark sighed and stopped fondling his daughter's naturally big breasts.
"Would you like to set up the pumps," he asked Belle. Belle mooed in excitement, happy that he'll stop by. "Oh yes; anything for you, Master Mark," she teased once she hung up the phone. Chelsea looked awkwardly and sighed as Mark groped her. "Dad, should I put a bra on," she asked. Mark shook his head as he teased her nipples with his tongue and its saliva. "No, you don't have to do that, unless you are exiting your room," he said. Chelsea grinned as his mouth tried suckling her breasts. "Oh, Daddy," she eagerly teased from the hardening nipples. Mark finished suckling the breasts and hugged her breasts. "Aren't these great boobs," he asked. Chelsea grinned as he looked up with a much happier facial expression. "You can go now," she said as she watched him teleport outside of the house.
Meanwhile...
Belle looked at her breast pumps, satisfied by the setup she'll have to work with. "Mark," she called. Mark finished traveling to Belle's house and stepped in. "Belle," he said. Belle smiled with lustful anticipation as she hugged him. "Master, I've been lactating more than last month, so this is a necessity," she said. Mark looked with a little confusion at his friend. "More than last month? By how much," he asked. Belle grinned as she unveiled the documented lactation rates. "I would estimate a few ounces. The month before, it was less than average, due to a bad cold at its worst, which was when I did not pump my milk. Luckily, once I got better, last month's rates have been increasing upward, and now this month's the most in four months, considering how that cold is gone," she said. Mark smiled at his favorite cow, satisfied by the good news about Belle's documented rates. "Excellent; looks like your health got better," he said. Belle mooed as she began revealing each of her breasts to him. "Is the milk pure," he asked.
Belle brought a sample of recently pumped milk in a sanitized bottle. "Here, have a sample," she responded. Mark accepted the offer and drank the breast milk. His penis felt excitement kick in, ready for intercourse. "Thank you. It seemed great to me," he said. Belle smiled as Mark attempted to grope her hips. "Mooooo~," she moaned. Mark kissed Belle on the lips, enjoying the improved health she's had. "Belle, I feel glad you are fine," he thought. Belle moaned with each part of their romantic kissing. Unfortunately [for Belle], Mark ended the kissing and looked with a pair of strict eyes. "Belle, I should milk you at once," he said. Belle blushed as her two pink nipples were erecting. "Whatever you please, Master," she said with a wink. Mark started applying a hands free bra to Belle, adjusting the neck strap and other straps they'll need, including the one around Belle's waist. Belle watched with excitement while she stood still to help him out. "Will you have to tie me up," she asked. Mark continued working with the straps, finishing after the breast pumps' horns were bound in place by straps.
"I'll start the pump," he said. Belle innocently looked in his eyes, curious about a few bondage elements. "Won't you at least tie my wrists," she asked. Mark sighed as he went through her BDSM drawer. "Since you've requested the light bondage, yes," he said. Belle moaned while she watched him tie up her delicate, strong wrists. "Now then; I'm set to be milked," she said. Mark turned on the breast pump, watching the pump suckling for milk. Belle panted with excitement as Mark kissed her cheek. "Enjoying the slow milking," he asked. Belle happily nodded as she turned to kiss him. "Yes," she said. The couple's lips met one another as they tried to make out. Given how this was sexually arousing for Belle, her breasts' lactation rate increased as she French kissed Mark, who was previously taught how to kiss as well as she could. "Mark Krieg, I love you with all of my heart," she thought. Mark felt his penis erecting when his tongue would dance with hers. "Belle, you're an important woman to me," he thought.
The romantic couple continued kissing as Mark hugged her. This may have been being unfaithful, but Mark knew his wife wanted his happiness to be a thing. Once the kiss stopped, Belle curiously looked at Mark. "How do you breed like a bull," she asked. Mark looked with minor confusion at his affectionate friend. "After my revival, I've been rather talented in that way," he said. Belle moaned as his small hands groped her breasts. "Please milk me with your hands, Dear," she said. Mark moaned as his hands began caressing her breasts. His hands were above-average with their hand expression skills, so this helped Belle become hornier. "Don't those pumps help speed you up," he asked. Belle smiled at his hands handling her big boobs. "Oh of course, Mark. It's just that I love your hands, including an affectionate breast massage," she said. Mark grinned at Belle's facial expression, which heavily implied she loves this intimacy with him. "Should I continue with just the milking," he asked. Belle continued mooing as his hands stimulated intense arousal.
"Look at that; seventeen ounces of milk from each breast," she said. Mark's blush intensified as he saw the breast milk. "You know, your pregnancy is a factor," he said. Belle smiled as she remembered when she was impregnated, as well as when she would successfully give birth. "I know; I'm glad you helped with my early motherhood," she said. Mark turned off the breast pump as he saw her lactation rate start slowing down. "You can save some of that milk," he said. Belle blushed as he began untying her a bit. "Do you like bondage when I'm milked for my resources," she asked. Mark nodded with an embarrassed look on his face. "Yep; I love bondage lactation as much as you do," he said. Belle watched him continue helping so that she can happily resume with her regular schedule. "Mark, if you want free breast milk, my breasts have some for you," she said. Mark shook his head and watched Belle stand up. "It won't be necessary, but I'll dry off those tits," he said as his moist tongue licked her right breast's areola.
Belle moaned as he licked up her breast milk. "Oh, that's the spot," she groaned. Mark then began suckling the breast, making Belle's hips quiver with anticipation. Mark then stopped and went to the left breast. "This one is very nutritious as well," he said. Belle moaned as he resumed suckling, enjoying the warm, creamy breast milk. "Please, have as much as you want," she said. Mark soon stopped with her left breast as well, satisfied by the milk to digest. "Thank you; I think we are done, so I'll store the pumped milk," he said. Belle looked lustfully at her partner in this relationship. "Sounds good. I'll set up for sex," she said. Mark chuckled as he tried focusing on the milk. "I appreciate that thought, but I have to go soon," he said.