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"Come here, then," Julie said, pressing a hand under her bare breast and lifting it. The nipple was pink and stiff. "Come here get your bottle, baby." Gaby shambled forward and pressed her mouth over Julie's nipple. Her lips did the work effortlessly, sucking with a hard, steady pull while her tongue lapped over the hard, tiny bud. Julie arched her back and moaned. "Yeah. Yeah, my baby likes to suck. Aww, do you like your birthday present, Gaby-baby? Do you?" Gaby nodded her head against Julie's chest, still sucking. Julie was a little shorter than she was, and she had to bend over a little to get at her tit. Her ass stuck out slightly, and Julie reached a hand out to stroke it, then gave it a crisp smack, one after another. The little jolts of pain made Gaby whimper and suck harder. When Julie's fingers found her asshole, she resisted momentarily. Then she relaxed suddenly, the tickling, piercing sensation suddenly feeling right somehow, as right as the urge to suck. Deep inside her, some little voice was asking how this could have happened, what could have made her submit to this kind of crazy, fucked-up shit? She was vaguely aware that this torment would end sooner or later, that she would have to face Julie afterward. What would that be like? She wouldn't be able to treat her the same way, not at all. She wouldn't be able to roll her eyes when Julie said something naive or silly. She wouldn't be able to put off her invitations to go out with a languid not-tonight-honey-I-am-so-busy. Not after Julie had had her finger in her ass. Not after she'd played with her pussy and made Gaby say she was a little baby. The realization of how patronizing she'd been to Julie was a little startling. In her fragile state, it brought tears to her eyes. Julie was nice, Julie was sexy. She loved her. How could she have treated her that way? She sucked more gently now, as though it were some gesture of apology. She was used to biting on tits, making her lovers squeal. Now she ran her tongue carefully round Julie's nipple, kissing it as well as sucking it. "Julie," she murmured. "You're nice, Julie." "Uh-huhhh," Julie whispered, still pushing her fingertip in and out of Gaby's ass. "Ain't I, though? Ain't I just? See, you're a good little prisoner. You're a nice baby girl. You want nap-time now? You wanna go to bed?" Julie couldn't hide the urgency in her voice, the excitement. Gaby realized - she knew - that Julie didn't have to offer her anything. She truly was her prisoner. Julie could have just pushed her into the bedroom and tied her to the bed. She could have tickled her while she was tied up, or forced a big dildo up her ass. But she was being nice, because that was the way Julie was. Gaby nodded. "Please let's go bed," she said. Julie's bedroom was lush and feminine, the heavy bed strewn with stuffed animals. Gaby, still cuffed, crawled up onto the bed and laid down, luxuriating in the softness of the coverlet. She rubbed her cheek against one of Julie's teddy-bears, feeling a strange kinship with it. I'm a toy too, she thought, wriggling her toes contentedly. I'm a pretty girl-doll for Julie to play with. Julie stripped and got on top of her, straddling her with her legs. "Aw honey," she said. "My silly big baby. I love you so much. And the fun's just beginning. We can have play-time anytime we want, you know. Anytime we want." "Yes," Gaby whispered, moving her hips underneath Julie's slight weight. "Yes." The thought gave her so much pleasure. So did the pressure of Julie's wet twat on top of her own. Their clits were rubbing, the sensation making her mouth water. Julie trailed a finger over Gaby's belly, tracing a line from her navel to her right nipple. "It's Friday night," she said, pinching the nipple. "We don't have to go anywhere tomorrow. I hope you're not sleepy, baby Gaby, 'cause I'm going to love your sweet ass all night long. I really am." END
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