Subspace – Emma · Bound 4 · Part 2

Subspace – Emma · Bound 4 · Part 2 (2/2)
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She had ignored the discomfort and the pulling on her head and hair. She was brought out of her thoughts as she stared at herself. The excited voice turned her focus to the woman kneeling behind her as they looked at each other's reflection in the mirror.

“So adorable. So beautiful. This… you… It’s exactly what I imagined. Such an amazing looking baby girl. And a well behaved one. How do you like it? Did Nanny make you a beautiful baby girl?”

Kit had been looking at her body before and her eyes went to Nanny in the mirror when she spoke, now she focused on what Nanny just finished.

There were multiple pink berets in her hair. Two large pink bows were tight against her scalp on the upper sides of her head. Extending out of the bows was her hair flowing in tails. The ends of the tails were clamped with two more matching pink berets.

As Kit looked at herself, she truly looked like a baby, maybe with more hair. The underdeveloped woman was transformed. It would be even easier to believe she was underaged and didn’t belong on this cruise. It was terrifying, humiliating, and so much more.

It was also everything they had planned and hoped for.

She was subconsciously sucking on her pacifier as her eyes met Nanny's reflection in the mirror once again before vigorously nodding.

Arms wrapped around her chest from behind and squeezed. Massive breasts were smashed against her back. A loud squeal permeated the room. A pressure on the top back of her head from a kiss. The feeling inside the pit of her stomach and inside her soul. The love and desire she always wanted and desired in that moment.

She looked at her infantile appearance in the mirror and wondered if she could do this full-time just to feel this every day.

“You're so beautiful and amazing. I'm so happy,” Nanny shouted.

She could see how much this woman desired her in her current state. Reality was Kit was highly aroused and savoring this treatment. She wanted more and didn’t want to stop.

Turning towards Nanny, Kit scooted forward and wrapped her arms around Nanny's tiny waist and hugged her. She buried her face between the massive mammaries. She held tight and rubbed her face in the soft warmth while sucking her binky.

“I don’t deserve this moment or you, but I wouldn’t miss it or wish it to end,” Nanny said and Kit felt another kiss on the top of her head. “I know I've said it before, you are everything I dreamed of. I don’t want this to end even though I know it will.” There was another pause. “I love you, baby girl.”

“We have much to discuss later. I should stop talking and making this awkward anymore than it is. I'm just super happy you are here with me and we are doing this. If you are still willing, it is time to go show you off.”

Kit just focused on nuzzling Nanny's breasts and enjoying the warmth, love, and compassion of the woman. Tender moments like these were new to her. She had her own craving and desire to never let this end. She also knew there was more love and fun to come. She nodded her head while still buried in the breasts before releasing the hug and moving things forward.

The emotions and tension in the room were quite high. Kit was still plugged and not able to talk as she looked up at Nanny while still sitting on the floor.

Nanny, kneeling in front of Kit, looked at her with pure joy and a huge smile and said, “You are so much good trouble.”

Nanny stood up and turned. In a very unladylike fashion, she bent at the waist to pick up the leftover stuff after doing Kit's hair. This gave Kit quite the view. The back of her nylon covered legs were on full display. The skirt of the dress lifted enough to allow Kit to see the tops of the stockings and a glimpse of the creamy white flesh above them. Unfortunately the skirt didn’t allow her to see much higher up.

The sexual tension only rose. Not that Kit could do anything about it in her current predicament. If there was one thing Nanny enjoyed doing to Kit that wasn't directly related to their role-play scenario, it was teasing and denying her as the session went along.

Kit could only sigh from behind the pacifier and look on. She hoped to get her lips on more than just Nanny's teats at the end.

Eventually, Kit felt the cool ocean breeze on her face. It was in the evening and the sun was down. The moon and stars were out with a few scattered clouds. She had been swaddled for their excursion. Another blanket was tucked in around her as she was pushed in the stroller.

They made stops to see various things on the ship. Other times they stopped so Nanny could talk to people or for strangers wanting a chance to see the adorable baby girl. Kit could do little, but look forward, suck on her binky, and try to be adorable even if she didn’t view herself that way.

Their latest stop was at one of Kit's favorites.

Kit found herself focused on the long brush strokes. The long blonde hair of the pony girl was in a tight ponytail. The ponytail reached down to nearly her waist. The pony girl’s arms were behind her back, partially covered by her hair. Each long stroke of the brush down the length of her hair passed over her arms. The straps of the harness left her toned back side mostly on display. Her body shuddered at times and her hooved boots occasionally left the ground one at a time as she softly lifted her legs to express pleasure. While she couldn't see it from this angle, she had no doubt the pony girl was wearing a bit and bridle gag like the others.

Kit very much desired to get her hair brushed like that. Maybe Nanny would do that for her later, not that she could ask.

The brushing didn’t stop at the hair on the head, the pony girl soon had her tail hair brushed out as well. Kit knew the tail was a plug and it would feel different from the head. Her mind imagined how the brush strokes shifted the buttplug inside. The whinnies and movements suggested it was a pleasant experience.

One day, she would experience it. She could have already, but she was waiting for another to be ready and available. Each day was getting harder not to. She was debating trying some of it out like the brushing and not a full training session beforehand.

“Miss Sitter, what do we owe the pleasure of your company this evening?” A familiar male asked.

“My baby girl and I were out for a walk and she has a thing for animals. I figured it would be good to stop by to keep her happy.”

Kit's view of the pony girl was partially blocked as a head popped in the way. A smile on his face flashed when he saw her.

Nathan was a co-owner of the ranch. She had met him multiple times. He was older than her as most people here were, but closer to her parents age than her. He was another who had been kind to her.

He disappeared from her view and spoke, “Makes sense now that I know who it is. Maybe she can get you to visit more. Maybe even to participate.”

“I already sell any of my excess milk to your ranch. But I'm still undecided about participating. I am usually busy with clients,” Nanny responded.

“Understandable. Is she here for her lactation injection for the evening?”

“I wasn’t aware of any of that. You seem to know her.”

“She doesn’t always come in for them and does them privately, but she also sells her milk. She has a fan base and has been a popular hucow the couple times she has been here. I know she desires to do more but hasn't yet. Though I believe tomorrow, she and some others are scheduled to participate in a different activity than they have previously done.”

“As for knowing her, she is often here daily. Usually multiple times. She definitely has a fascination with the pony girls. The harness she usually wears suggests she is interested in trying it out. But I haven’t really talked to her much.”

“Something more for the two of us to talk about later. She didn’t bring anything with her and she is staying the night. Let's see if she wants it done,” Nanny stated.

Kit nodded to give them permission when they asked and was taken away from her view of the pony girl.

Taken to a more private area, she had to be unwrapped and her onesie removed. She received the injections before being redressed and the two of them went back on their way. They went a little further into the ranch to see things before returning to the nursery.

Kit found herself with her head back on Nanny's lap. Nanny's breasts hung over her face. Tiny beads of milk slowly formed at the lowest tips of her nipples. Kit's pacifier gag had been removed, but she didn’t try to talk.

“Eat up, my baby girl. I want you to have a full belly for the evening, Nanny said, guiding one the milk filled breasts towards Kit's mouth.

Latching on, Kit started sucking. This was her meal. A luxury many pay for from this woman. She was getting it for free again.

A hand roamed her chest that sent tingling feelings as it crossed her own nipples and the surrounding area. She tried to unlatch, but Nanny kept her in place by adding pressure to the back of her head with her leg as well as letting the weight of her breast increase from above.

“Shh. Just relax and enjoy, my baby girl. Keep eating and let Nanny take care of you.”

At that point, she started to sing while her hand roamed Kit's sensitive chest.

Kit had been submissive for years and used to obeying. She was supposed to be a good baby girl at the moment. She continued to drink her milk from the teat. Soft moans escaped on occasion as the heat between her legs built. Even her mittens covered hands tried to explore between her legs. The diaper and everything in it, blocked her from her own touch.

Her nipple rings were flat against her chest under the onesie. Fingers traced around them. Light caresses flicked across her small nipples. Her body was intense as the sensations combined with the lack of release almost maddening. The soft singing voice was a calming influence that kept her on the perpetual edge.

Kit unlatched after she finished emptying Nanny's second mammary.

“That is wonderful, my baby girl. We will get you healthy soon enough,” Nanny complimented as she put her breasts back in her dress. “Though my baby girl was being quite naughty and trying to touch where she shouldn't. Good thing I used the special diapers on you to prevent those types of mishaps. Even if it was quite sexy to see your desperation and flailing attempts. It was absolutely adorable, if wrong, for both of us.”

Nanny hadn’t let up on her tease and denial when she changed Kit's diaper. Kit was moaning once again and hoping for relief. She was pleading behind her pacifier gag as Nanny brought her to the edge multiple times. It was all for naught when the diaper was secured. It was essentially a specialty chastity belt and quite effective from what Kit experienced.

Nanny leaned over the side of the crib fastening the comfortable restraints around Kit's wrists and ankles.

Kit was flat on her back in the large crib. The pacifier gag back in which she continued to subconsciously suck on. Her arms and legs were pulled away from her body, preventing any touching. She was also prevented from rolling over. She could only stare up at the beautiful woman, or at least her massive breasts while helplessly restrained.

Nanny started caressing and rubbing Kit's sensitive breasts once again and elicited a few more moans from Kit. Squirming side to side didn’t get her away from the touch. It was glorious and excruciating at the same time. Her desperate eyes searched out Nanny's.

“Don’t worry, baby girl. Nanny's taking good care of you before my baby girl goes nighty night.”

The teasing went on for a few more moments even if it felt like forever to Kit. The build up through the evening had multiple intense moments of edging, but she knew no relief was coming for her tonight. Not while bound in the crib, even if the chastity diaper was removed. She had endured worse over the years, but found she craved Nanny's touch even if it tormented her in the most pleasant ways.

“The maid's dream finally came true. She had dreamed of the day she would serve the prince personally. This wasn’t exactly how she had imagined it, but she was thrilled at the taboo of the situation. A lowly peasant like her on her knees in front of the prince. His large cock in her hand. She looked up and met his eyes. He nodded to her. She leaned forward and kissed the tip, her eyes never leaving his. Pressing forward more, her lips parted. Her lips slowly stretched wider as they worked over the head towards the shaft. Her tongue swirled around the head of the prince's cock as she savored his flavor. It took everything not to smile or moan as she stared into his piercing eyes…” Nanny read.

Kit thought it was a traditional fairytale until it took an unexpected twist. Nanny changed her voices for the character dialogue as well as took on a more sultry and seductive voice for the rest of the story. If Kit wasn’t so highly aroused before this, it likely wouldn't have done much. Now she was enduring another form of teasing that was keeping her aroused.

When the story was over, Nanny leaned into the crib, seeing the frustration and arousal in Kit's face. She kissed Kit's forehead and said, “Sleep well, baby girl. Nanny is in desperate need for some adult time. Have wonderful dreams. I will see you in the morning.”

The room went dark except for the dim night light as Nanny left. The door closed behind her and Kit could hear the sounds of the locks engaging. She was already bound and gagged with nowhere to go, so it surprised her to be locked in. It didn’t change anything other than it left her wondering.

She laid there in the dark, sexually frustrated and highly aroused. Sleep wasn’t coming. Periodically she pulled at her restraints. She was left to her own thoughts. What she wanted was Nanny's touch and to get off.

Her dark and silent world in the crib was unexpectedly interrupted. The sounds of rustling, soft moans, fabric shifting followed by a slight yelp and the sound of something heavy landing on something soft. A giggle. A kiss?

“I need to be fucked,” came Nanny's voice, with a tone of both desperation and command. The sounds of another wet, sloppy kiss. “I need to be bred. Bred by a big strong stud.”

There was more movement and the sound of a zipper.

“Oh, you are well endowed. I need to taste this delicious man meat first.”

Kit realized she was listening from a baby monitor. She couldn’t see anything, but Nanny was running a certain amount of commentary along with exaggerated noises. The sloppy and loud blowjob was just the beginning. Another torment for the baby girl bound in her crib.

“Breed me now,” demanded in a husky voice. “Breed me like an animal.”

A masculine voice spoke, “You really are wound up. Don’t worry. I'll give you a proper fucking.”

“I spend most of my days with adult babies. Sometimes I need some grown attention and love.”

“Sounds rough.”

“It usually is fine. But today I had the most adorable and beautiful baby girl. She was so perfect. So much so that I want to keep her forever. She got me so worked up that I think I have baby fever. So I need a stud like you to help my urges.”

“If a fine woman like you desires to be bred like an animal, I am your bull.”

“I need it fast and hard. I need my tight pussy stretched and pounded. I…” Nanny screamed as Kit could hear flesh slapping together. “Yeeaas! Just like that. Fuck me. Breed me good. You're so fucking big. It hurts and feels amazing. More. I need more…”

Kit could only listen on. Her arousal spiking and Nanny making sure Kit heard everything. When Nanny wasn’t talking, Kit could hear each thrust and her reaction. It was cruel to listen to, yet sexy as fuck. She wanted to be jealous, but she adored Nanny. She hadn’t expected things to go quite this way, but it was on Kit's list of suggestions. Her suggestions were far more broad with no detail. This was surprising and unsurprising for different reasons.

The man was grunting and soon Nanny was screaming, “Yes! Make me a mommy. Fill me with your seed. My womb needs it all.”

Things slowed a bit, but there was still the occasional commentary from Nanny or the sounds of things shifting.

“I want to be fully bred. I have a third hole that needs filling if you want,” Nanny said after some time, ensuring Kit could hear her through the monitor.

It was a tough night of sleep for Kit. She listened to Nanny and her screams of pleasure until things went silent. She wasn’t sure when she fell asleep, but was startled at the sound of a voice again waking her up.

“How about filling my womb one final time before you head out?” Nanny asked as her voice came through the monitor.

Kit endured the torturous sounds of passion that were denied to her. The sounds of pleasure, she wished she could give the woman. She wanted to touch and be touched. Even if it was just lust, Kit wanted Nanny. Wanted to be hers in any way and in every way. It had been a long time since she was this aroused and desperate.

But she also wanted that love and compassion. It was something she desired and never had all these years. She didn’t want to lose it. To lose the feeling of being wanted and desired after most of her life of being ridiculed, humiliated, and bullied.

She knew her head wasn’t clear. She had gotten glimpses and moments of a better life this past week, once she was discarded. She couldn't really focus on her two temporary owners and what they had done so far. The screams of passion of another had a hold on her for now in her aroused state.

Kit laid on her back inside the crib. Her limbs were still bound and tears streamed her face. She didn’t fight her bonds. That lesson had been taught to her long ago by another she wished to forget. Her diaper was full. Even if she wanted to hold it in, she knew she needed to act like a proper baby. She still sucked her pacifier as things had been very quiet for a while.

The sounds of the lock of the nursery door disengaging caused Kit to turn towards the door as much as she could. The door opened, but she didn’t hear anything. Moments went by with nothing. Kit was a bit worried and startled when the figure appeared from out of view next to the crib.

Nanny's bright smile was on her face as she asked, “How's my baby girl?”

Her smile faded as she saw the tears on Kit's face. Nearly panicked, she asked, “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Shit!”

She unfastened Kit's restraints and let down the side of the crib.

Kit got to see Nanny in all her glory once again. She even noticed the white fluid dripping from out and down her legs. A woman of beauty that Kit wished she could have even a small part of. A woman that Kit needed at that moment.

Kit basically lunged and threw her arms around the woman's waist, shocking her target. Though Kit was still in the crib, she held the woman. Her head nestled against the soft flesh of her midsection. More tears came, though tears of joy. A ton of emotions ran through her as she took in the warm flesh against her face and arms. Her mitten covered hands could latch to each other or anything else, but she wasn’t letting the embrace go for anything.

Kit had been unresponsive to the numerous questions and statements as she took in the moment. Despite the insane arousal, she calmed and relaxed.

“I'm sorry, I should have come to check on you earlier. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Kit shook her head into Nanny's midsection and let go of the hug. She sat up in the crib with one of her mitten covered hands pawing at her pacifier gag.

Nanny removed the gag and Kit instantly slid out of the crib and to her knees. Her arms wrapped around Nanny's legs. Her tongue left her parted mouth as it reached for the soft creamy inner thighs of the nude woman.

Nanny gasped and started to question, “What…”

Kit's tongue lashed out and licked the length of Nanny's inner right thigh until she hit the lower part of Nanny's mildly swollen vulva. A moan escaped Nanny's lips, but Kit never slowed down.

“You don’t have to do this, baby girl.”

Kit did have to, at least in her mind. This is what she wanted. It was still a new sensation of doing what she wanted much like breastfeeding from her Goddess the previous morning without asking. Maybe she needed to be more aware of consent, but they were still both in the middle of their own scene that had surprises and twists. Kit just wanted to give her… something… everything. Nanny had given her so much. This was her best way to return the favor in the moment.

Kit felt Nanny brace against the crib, moaning loudly, “Are you jealous or trying to lick the baby from my womb?”

Kit really hadn’t thought about it. It was a definite maybe at first thought. But she was a submissive and trained to please others. Unless commanded, she had no desire to stop what she desired to do as well as felt this was her proper place. She was ignoring her own sexual frustration to bring this desirable woman pleasure.

Her tongue went deeper, searching for every bit of cum it could find. Her nose was up against Nanny's clit and each movement she made caused a gasp or moan. She'd even gotten a finger inside Nanny's pussy to further help and enhance things.

“Fuck! This is so wrong, baby girl. We shouldn't be doing this.”

Kit didn’t slow down as she pushed the large breasted woman to an orgasm. Kit didn’t let go of the woman's legs as she lapped up the new fluids coming out.

She did let go when Nanny asked her to stop. The woman sank to her knees in front of Kit. The massive breasts passed her by and she was looking at the women's neck as she stared straight ahead. She and everyone else were taller than her so it was normal.

A hand cupped her chin and lifted it until their eyes met.

“Thank you, that was wonderful. It should be me satisfying you after everything.”

Kit shook her head before responding, “I serve others, especially my owners, and have for years. My wants and release are unimportant. Pleasing you was not just required, but desired. I would like to do it more. Princess is never satisfied with just one. Plus, you got me off last time I was here. I need to earn those types of rewards.”

Nanny frowned and responded, “I'm not Princess or one of your owners, baby girl. I guess I should call you Kit since we have utterly corrupted this whole thing. I have no desire to take advantage of you in those ways. You're a special woman with so much offer and give. It is also clear you seek love, compassion, and a place to belong. You are here to explore that and I don’t want to taint the experience by being selfish and taking advantage of you.”

“Maybe I get off by being taken advantage of. Everything that has happened has been within my limits and I have not used my safeword. My desire to find a place in this world led me to what happened to me. It taught me many things. I have an innate craving to please others. Making you feel good, makes me feel good. You gave me an amazing experience. One I won’t forget and I would be lying if I said I don't want more of Nanny. But I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to see more of the other part of you who isn’t Nanny. Even if you will always be Nanny to me.”

“I had an amazing time as well, Kit.”

“It’s Wren.”

“Hmm?” Nanny looked at Kit with a bit of confusion.

“My real name. My birth name. It is Wren. You asked for it earlier and I refused. But now you know and you can call me whatever you want.”

“A little bird. So appropriate for a lovely and underappreciated woman. It suits you. My baby girl, Wren. I like it. If we play again, I will use it.”

“When. I'd very much like to do more with you if we can work it out. Our time isn’t done and we have much to discuss, even if talking this much is weird for me.”

Nanny smiled and said, “True, though I imagine you want out of that diaper and cleaned up.”

“Yes please. This whole moment is uncomfortable and I don't mean the diaper as much. I'm used to being naked or in my harness and others clothed around me. Our roles being reversed is triggering me a bit.”

Nanny laughed.

It was apparently early morning still as they showered which led to another orgasm for Nanny. They talked throughout and Nanny got to experience the Princess morning of riding Kit's face to multiple orgasms. It culminated in a sixty-nine where they both got off together as Nanny was adamant Kit earned it.

Kit had turned down being breastfed as she had something else in mind. After a quick stop and a trip back to the ranch, they found themselves in a private stall.

Kit looked down at her slightly larger than normal milk filled breasts before looking at the massive breasts across from her. She had talked the woman into going with her and buying the harness she currently wore.

Both were naked except those harnesses each wore and on all fours being restrained as cattle. The collars around their necks prevented them from talking except the occasional ‘moos’. The milkers were attached to their breasts and turned on. With the ranch hand gone and the stall closed, the two could only stare at each other as they were milked like a dairy animal. Another intimate moment together to get to know one another in a different way as they both desired.

Subspace – Emma · Bound 4 · Part 2 (2/2)
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