Gin's Explained Libido and More Kinks
Story by PixelsWithFur on SoFurry
This was interesting for me to have worked on.
It was a shining, early morning for both Mark and his wife. Mark, who was already awake, sat in his bed with his spouse.
"I know she tends to wake up close to when I do." (He sees her wake up with a cute grin.)
"Good morning, milord. Are you OK?"
"Yes, since we are happily awake."
"How sweet of you to wait. I thought you had your medication."
"Not yet; fresh milk helps it go down well."
(She blushes as he motions her to now undress.) "I see; freshly lactated as well?"
"Especially freshly lactated."
"You have the medication with you?"
"Why, I do." (He shows her his main medication.)
"All right, here we go then." (Gin massages her left nipple as milk comes out and then in a fresh glass. Mark ingests the medicine he needs.) "Ready to drink my breast-milk, Darling?"
(He swallows down his medicine and grabs the glass. He happily drinks up the breast-milk.) "Thank you, Gin." (He motions her to dry up her milky nipple.)
"You can't be that serious, Darling: I have not pumped these breasts since early yesterday. Sure you don't want more milk?"
"I'm fine, dear. I'm OK with snuggling for now."
"I think I will pump milk first thing after using the bathroom."
"I think I may have some time to help you with that.
"Seriously, I've got to go now!"
As Mark factored in Ginger wanting to pump milk shortly after she leaves the bathroom. He remembered the sex dungeon both of them have in the lower-level, so he got a clue on how she can pump milk there. He went in the most controversial part of their house as the lights were turned on by him. His mind thought about her fetish for being bound, alongside pumping when she gets fucked. He remembered there were extra breast pumps in here, but convincing Ginger to pump there can be hard. As Mark considered what she's into, he thought long and hard as his libido increased. Rope? Check. Spotlight? Double-check. Double electric breast pumps for his wife? Absolutely! He set up his camera's tripod if they wanted to distribute this. When Mark soon heard Ginger shower upstairs, probably since the door was open, he knew that he was short on time. Ginger wasn't the type to shower for too long, so he set up the chair that she would be bound to. "We're extremely lucky to have this room," he thought. All four of its walls' noise-canceling have been thought of as professional as it got, thanks to the couple who formerly owned this house. This room wasn't originally added by the previous owners to explore fetishes or make porn. Instead, it has been intended to be a sanctuary that their guests could peacefully sleep in and not be kept awake. Mark remembered this story as he bought this home. Its lore was on a document stored in a folder he kept in his room.
"Its darkness won't harm its visitors, but rather be suitable for sleep when night falls. During the afternoon, light may be entering its window. Those who want peace have picked a great nomination."
Remembering this lore, Mark pridefully went upstairs to check on his wife. As Ginger ceased the shower's water, she wiped off her body as she then happily looked at Mark. "So, like these curves," she teased. "Yes, I've loved them," said Mark. "As a note, I would happily help you pump milk," he added. Ginger blushed heavily as her nipples hardened once again. "What did you think," she asked. "After you're done having breakfast, let's talk," said Mark. Ginger nervously smirked, believing that she was in trouble. "Don't worry, I'm not feeling angry over anything with us," he said, hopefully calming her. "Thanks for the reassuring thought you gave," she said. As the couple was then walking to the kitchen, Ginger heard a small stomach growl. "Sorry if my stomach has seemed rude," she noted. Mark chuckled as he toasted two halves of bagels as he then dispensed his vitamins to his hand. "Don't worry, most people hear that sometimes," said Mark.
Ginger enjoyed times to share meals with her husband. "Usually, he's fucking a different girl, but apparently not now," she thought. As the couple handpicked the bagel halves, Ginger sprayed some breast-milk onto their two halves from both breasts. "My milk is pretty nutritious, you know," she teased. Mark, who was speechless, gladly had his bagel half. Ginger got her vitamins to gulp as she then grinned to Mark. "Did the milk help," she asked. Mark smiled cheerfully as she asked. "Good, I'm sure I'll have more milk," she asked. She felt her milky nipples dripping over what's now a milkier plate. "Please help me, Mark," she begged. He brought over the glass from earlier for her to spray in. "Now you want more," she asked. He happily nodded. "I really need pumping," said Ginger. She squirted breast-milk into the glass, but she almost made it overflow, but her breasts still drip with creamy, nutritious milk! Mark drank from the glass and went with motioning her to follow him to pump.
"C'mon, we've got to pump your breasts" commanded Mark, as Ginger dried her nipples again. As she kept covering her nipples, she followed him into the "dungeon". "Can we make some BDSM porn, Mark," she asked. "Yes, and I think I know where we'll film it," said Mark. As they walked into their big, sex-themed dungeon, Mark turned on a light to show her a chair to sit on. "Can we film now," she asked. "Yes," said Mark. He gave her a sign for her to know the camera's rolling. "Here," she asked. "You do want those breasts pumped, right," asked Mark. Ginger sat onto the chair as she felt nervous, since her nipples were still lactating. She positioned her nipples to fit the pump's "horns" as Mark turned on the pump. "This may take quite a bit, so feel free to also tie me up already, dear," she begged. Mark listened and tied her wrists, forearms, and her arms behind her. "All right; do you want my cock," asked Mark. Ginger quickly nodded. "You've bound me to this chair, the breasts won't go anywhere as they're pumped, and there's 'nowhere for me to run', now that I'm bound to your needs and deepest desires," she said with a blush.
Mark quickly raised her free legs as he then penetrated her vagina. "Do you want more, Slave," asked Mark, playing along with the foreplay. Ginger panted as he kept fucking. "Yes, Master: I'll obey what you command," she moaned as she felt her vagina tightened. Her breasts continued heavily lactating as she was pumped for her milk. Persistent to still please her 'Master', she moaned as her hips shook from major excitement. "Will I always be your favorite slave," she asked. "Yes, you know what's good for us," said Mark as he came in that dripping vagina of hers. He pulled out with a grin and pressed her pumping breasts together. "Now let us start the next part," he said. Ginger opened her mouth wide as his penis soon passed her breasts. "I hope your throat's deep now, Slave," teased Mark as they both started the paizuri.
Ginger suckled on his penis as he sat on her thick thighs. She continued pleasing him as he groped her breasts. "Is that the best you can do," asked Mark. Ginger shook her head sideways, hinting she has not done her best. She sucked harder on his penis as she wanted him to finish with an orgasm he can possibly have about twice. After all, he knew she's obedient, so she'll happily want a reward when it's applicable. After her nipples were fully drained, Ginger slightly panted, now with a huge penis she must keep deep-throating so she'll convince him to orgasm. "Give up yet, Slave," teased Mark. Ginger refused to stop her sucking; she badly wanted to swallow cum! "Fine, makes little difference," scoffed Mark. Ginger mustered up her courage as she continued to suck his penis.
If she gave up, Master Mark may be unhappy. After struggling to make him cum, Ginger stopped the deep-throating and lost...Or did she? Seminal fluids burst out as Mark gladly found a chance to orgasm what was pounds of his seed. But now, Ginger must keep swallowing, and so she did for him. "All right, I'll let you go now," he said as he untied her now-boundless limbs. He pulled out of her mouth and took off the pump's "horns", which have been classified as flanges. Ginger smiled as she could also move her arms. "That foreplay was erotic," she said. Mark happily smiled when he heard that she loved the Master/Slave foreplay. To most people, they would probably call it "rape". However, both Mark and Ginger Krieg have been consensual in their roles. Sometimes, they have helped folks understand that each single frame of porn that they distributed has been consensus, yet some critics have thought otherwise.
As the both of them kissed, Mark looked peacefully at his lover. "I'll begin editing this," thought Mark, who stopped recording the pornographic footage. "Sometime, maybe I have fueled my own wife's sex drive," he added.