Billion Dollar Milkmaid
Simone Holloway
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Copyright 2012 Simone Holloway
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“Do you understand the terms of the contract?”
Mr. King sat across from her at a desk. His deep green eyes cut through her with an air of severity that made her squirm. He was intense, serious, methodical, and now, he was her new benefactor.
All of this began with a quirk of science; a rare condition that enabled her to pump milk from her breasts continuously. Amy had never had a baby and was often at pains to explain the embarrassing condition to friends and lovers when she had an accident.
An accident, in this case, being leakage. Her breasts would become swollen and heavy with milk and on occasion leak. This led to many awkward moments throughout Amy’s life. But, her meeting with Mr. King wasn’t about the bad times; it was about the good times to come.
She was first introduced to Mr. King through a website. Amy came across a posting on a message board for people with her condition. It was a story from a fellow sufferer about a wealthy man with a fetish for breast feeding. He paid top dollar for the pleasure and was looking for new girls.
Amy worked as a secretary. Her job made her miserable. Her boss treated her like a slave, the pay was awful, and there was no hope for advancement. She was drowning in debt and all alone.
Amy had been on several dates in the past year, but her insecurity about her condition always held her back. To come across this internet posting felt like a godsend.
She could pay off her debt, maybe even quit her job. In truth, it wasn’t just about the money for Amy. She craved attention. She didn’t want to be looked at as a freak; she wanted to be desired.
Amy made contact with the original poster and was given Mr. King’s phone number. They hastily arranged a meeting at his downtown office.
As Amy entered the busy building she wondered if the people who worked there knew the kind of business their boss was conducting. She smiled to herself as she rode the elevator to the top floor.
Mr. King invited her into his office immediately. Amy was struck by how handsome he was. She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting, but Mr. King was perfect. He had a strong jaw, high cheek bones, intense eyes, a muscular athletic body. It was too good to be true.
Mr. King shook her hand and eyed her double D breasts appreciatively. When he released her hand, he rubbed his face. His fingers lingered over his lips, in an unconscious gesture of desire. He was momentarily seized by a craving Amy didn’t understand. She stood silently, shifting her feet and waiting for him to speak.
“Forgive me,” he said, “please have a seat.”
They hashed out the details of the arrangement. Twenty thousand dollars a session. A session would consist of Mr. King breast feeding directly from her as well as additional sexual, “stimulations,” as the contract called it.
He also asked that she pump her breasts and send him the milk, from time to time. These additional services would be met with additional fees.
All in all, Amy would make more money in one session then she did in a year. She could only stare at him in disbelief as he matter-of-factly ran through the contract.
“Do you understand the terms of the contract?”
Simone Holloway
Published by Simone Holloway at Barnes and Noble
Copyright 2012 Simone Holloway
Discover other titles by Simone Holloway at Simone Holloway Books on Smashwords
Barnes and Noble Edition, License Notes
This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Barnes and Noble.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
“Do you understand the terms of the contract?”
Mr. King sat across from her at a desk. His deep green eyes cut through her with an air of severity that made her squirm. He was intense, serious, methodical, and now, he was her new benefactor.
All of this began with a quirk of science; a rare condition that enabled her to pump milk from her breasts continuously. Amy had never had a baby and was often at pains to explain the embarrassing condition to friends and lovers when she had an accident.
An accident, in this case, being leakage. Her breasts would become swollen and heavy with milk and on occasion leak. This led to many awkward moments throughout Amy’s life. But, her meeting with Mr. King wasn’t about the bad times; it was about the good times to come.
She was first introduced to Mr. King through a website. Amy came across a posting on a message board for people with her condition. It was a story from a fellow sufferer about a wealthy man with a fetish for breast feeding. He paid top dollar for the pleasure and was looking for new girls.
Amy worked as a secretary. Her job made her miserable. Her boss treated her like a slave, the pay was awful, and there was no hope for advancement. She was drowning in debt and all alone.
Amy had been on several dates in the past year, but her insecurity about her condition always held her back. To come across this internet posting felt like a godsend.
She could pay off her debt, maybe even quit her job. In truth, it wasn’t just about the money for Amy. She craved attention. She didn’t want to be looked at as a freak; she wanted to be desired.
Amy made contact with the original poster and was given Mr. King’s phone number. They hastily arranged a meeting at his downtown office.
As Amy entered the busy building she wondered if the people who worked there knew the kind of business their boss was conducting. She smiled to herself as she rode the elevator to the top floor.
Mr. King invited her into his office immediately. Amy was struck by how handsome he was. She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting, but Mr. King was perfect. He had a strong jaw, high cheek bones, intense eyes, a muscular athletic body. It was too good to be true.
Mr. King shook her hand and eyed her double D breasts appreciatively. When he released her hand, he rubbed his face. His fingers lingered over his lips, in an unconscious gesture of desire. He was momentarily seized by a craving Amy didn’t understand. She stood silently, shifting her feet and waiting for him to speak.
“Forgive me,” he said, “please have a seat.”
They hashed out the details of the arrangement. Twenty thousand dollars a session. A session would consist of Mr. King breast feeding directly from her as well as additional sexual, “stimulations,” as the contract called it.
He also asked that she pump her breasts and send him the milk, from time to time. These additional services would be met with additional fees.
All in all, Amy would make more money in one session then she did in a year. She could only stare at him in disbelief as he matter-of-factly ran through the contract.
“Do you understand the terms of the contract?”
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