Hippy leaned down and kissed her friend and then moved her lips to the glorious breasts. Hippy had long ago realized that she was a breast woman. She just loved large, firm breasts and Busty and Snowy had perfect ones as far as she was concerned.
Hippy could see that Busty was already highly aroused. Foreplay was always unnecessary. She was always well lubricated whenever Hippy was with her. She wondered if Busty was always this way or just when she was at home. It must make for some uncomfortable moments at the clinic if she was always this way.
But Hippy enjoyed foreplay. So she started with one breast by clamping both hands around the base of the breast closest to her. She squeezed the generous mound, constricting it at the bottom and then pulling upward. Her fingers glided slowly over the supple flesh and pushed the nipple higher. She leaned down and gripped the nipple between her teeth and tugged it upward.
"Oh god!" groaned Busty. She raised her head and saw her breast being elongated as she felt the pain of her nipple being clamped tightly. Hippy raised her head higher, further stretching the fleshy mound into a long cone. "Aiiieeeee!" squealed Busty.
Hippy released the nipple and breast and started again. "Aiiieeee!" Busty squealed again as her nipple was stretched even further from her body. When the nipple was released a second time, Hippy placed a clamp on it and tightened it until it was flattened. This coaxed another squeal out of Busty.
She moved around the frame to the other side and repeated her actions. Busty's sex was positively flowing at this point and she was doing everything she could to hold back an orgasm.
Once the second nipple was clamped, Hippy left the room, leaving a very confused Busty. But she returned a few minutes later, carrying some items on a tray.
"I liked that look so much, I'm going to give it to you, too," declared Hippy as she set the tray down.
"Oh no!" protested Busty. "You said you liked my bush!"
"I do like your bush," agreed Hippy. "I think I'm going to enjoy a bald pussy even more." She worked up a foam and then spread it over the sculpted pubic hair. She leaned down and kissed Busty's taut belly and then picked up a razor. A couple of minutes later, she was wiping off the remaining foam and admiring her work.
"Simply beautiful," pronounced Hippy. "It's perfect." She knelt between the bound legs and, for the next hour, used her lips and teeth and tongue on Busty. She brought her to the edge of climax over and over again and Busty was groaning and moaning and shrieking from frustration. Eventually, Hippy allowed the big-breasted Petite to climax.
Chapter 6
Click.
Snowy stirred slightly in the bed where she was sleeping. She opened her eyes and blinked twice before opening her eyes fully. She lifted her head and saw that she was cuffed to the bedposts. The clicks had been the locks of the handcuffs closing around her wrists and ankles.
"Happy birthday, precious pet," smiled Hippy. All of the Petites were there smiling down at her. Those who worked outside of the home had taken the day off for the birthday celebration.
"Happy birthday!" the rest of the Petites chimed in unison.
"Thank you, Mistresses," said Snowy as she became more fully awake. "Why am I bound?"
"Because that's the way we wanted you," said Doc. "This is a very special day for our twenty year old pet."
"It's time for your first orgasm," said Dopey as she crawled onto the bed. She lay down between Snowy's stretched legs and tilted her head down, kissing the recently denuded mound. Then she snaked out her tongue and started licking long strokes up between the slave's labia, parting them.
"You get twenty of them today," said Sleazy. "One for every year."
Snowy gasped. Twenty orgasms would probably kill her! Especially the way that the Petites did them. She was always totally spent after sex with a Petite. There was no way she could survive twenty of them.
The rest of the Petites availed themselves of the slave's body. Hands and lips roamed freely all over the luscious flesh. It took only five minutes to push the girl over the edge.
"Birthday spanks!" announced Chesty as Snowy returned to the living after her powerful climax. "You first, Busty."
"For my spanks," said Busty as she sat down in a chair, "I want to give them the old fashion way." The Petites released Snowy and led her to the chair. Busty smiled up at the girl and patted her lap.
Snowy groaned. She had heard of people being spanked this way when they were young but, being a princess, she had never experienced it. Now as a full grown adult, she was expected to lie across the lap to have her bottom punished. Busty smiled up expectantly and patted her lap again. Snowy knew that she had no choice. Reluctantly, she laid herself across the tiny woman's legs and tensed her body, anticipating the punishing blows.
No blows came though. Instead, she felt Busty's hand slowly and softly caressing her bottom cheeks. The hand moved over the firm, shapely mounds and then the fingers glided down the valley between the two mounds. Snowy sucked in her breath. They had played with her ass before but she had never been entirely comfortable with it. It seemed so dirty. And at times, it was painful.
"Yikes!" Snowy yelped. She had received her first spank. The fingers started roaming again. This time, they moved down through the valley again but kept moving. Busty reached beneath Snowy and let her fingers find the girl's clit. She started strumming it until Snowy started panting. The fingers retreated and Snowy received her second spank.
For close to an hour, this routine was repeated. Busty would toy with the girl's sex, occasionally pausing to deliver another spank. The rest of the Petites watched and fondled one another as Busty coaxed the second and third orgasms of the day out of the girl. Snowy was a sweaty bedraggled mess by the time she was allowed to stand.
They decided that they should let Snowy shower. Her hands were bound behind her back and Hippy and Dopey were assigned to assist her. There was more fondling and squeezing and probing than shampooing and scrubbing for the next thirty minutes. But eventually Snowy emerged from the shower, clean and refreshed and with another orgasm.
It went on like this throughout the day. Some of the Petites used hands to deliver the spanks. Some used paddles. One used a flogger as Snowy was bound facing the whipping post.
Finally, it was time for Grumpy's spanking. Snowy had climaxed eighteen times and felt like she was just one raw sexual nerve. The slavegirl had been locked in a specially designed frame that would hold her torso upright but thrust her bottom back as her legs were tucked forward. It would be perfect for what Grumpy had planned for the girl.
Grumpy's method called for a cane. These were going to be the harshest spanks of the day. She started by kissing Snowy and fondling the breasts that were thrust forward and vulnerable. Snowy was gasping for air by the time the kiss ended. Grumpy picked up the cane and immediately swung it, striking the beautiful bottom cheeks that were already pink from the earlier spanks. A narrow red line extended across both cheeks when the cane was lifted.
Snowy was howling after ten stripes and Grumpy paused. She would return to her task but she had another duty that she wanted to take care of first. She turned and unrolled a leather wrapping, revealing her tools.
It had been ages since Grumpy pierced nipples, which was a shame since it was one of her favorite pastimes. It was almost a ritual for her. She liked to go slow and savor every sound and reaction from her victim.
Snowy furrowed her brow when Grumpy turned back to her with a gauze pad and a bottle of alcohol. Then she became even more confused when the pad was wetted and then rubbed over and around each of her nipples. The evaporation cooled the nipples and caused them to stiffen up tightly.