A Warm, Soft Place to Sleep 2
By ZTVfemdomtales  ztvfemdomtales@gmail.com 
One year later she returns.


I awoke that morning feeling very confused. Why was I so warm? What the hell
was my head resting on? The last remnants of sleep fell free from my mind.
Memories of my very strange night came flooding back. I had gotten into a
fight with my girlfriend, I ended up locked out of my apartment and wandering
the streets. I had been saved by of all things an impossibly strong 5'2" black
woman with the largest breasts I'd ever seen. She literally swept me off my
feet and took me home with her.

That's where I was. I was in her bed being held tight against her
beautiful body. My head was laying against her right breast, my face just
inches from her nipple. A nipple that just the night before had flooded my
mouth with the most delicious milk I had ever tasted. A taste I now longed to
experience again. Without another thought I latched my mouth onto the nipple
and began sucking as hard as I could. I was soon rewarded with the rich creamy
liquid.

Then I awoke again, this time for real. That fact depressed me to no
end. It had been over a year since those three splendid days I spent as that
beautiful woman's imprisoned plaything. She ravished me like I was the last
man on Earth. I lived in the lap of luxury. I was kept full and content on a
diet of her addictive breast milk. Then it was over. She had to spend a year
in Australia overseeing the establishment of a new business venture. She sent
me on my way.

I kicked out my bitchy ex-girlfriend and tried to live my life. I tried to
forget the woman who had stolen me and my heart. I failed. By the time the
following winter came I had enough. I quit my job, living off my savings. I
spent my days and nights roaming the park hoping beyond hope I would run into
her again. I never knew her name nor her mine. She had made sure I hadn't seen
where she lived. I had no other way of finding her. Eventually I just gave up.
I just sat on a park bench watching the world pass me by.

One day someone joined me. I didn't bother looking to see who it was. I
always had company. Someone else in need of a brief rest or someone eating a
little lunch. This day felt no different. That was until whoever it was
grabbed my head and turned me to face them. A long passionate kiss was then
forced upon my unsuspecting mouth.

"What the hell?" I demanded when she finally let me go.

It was then I realized who it was.

"You!"

"God, I've missed you," my former kidnapper smiled lustfully.

She grabbed my head and pulled me in for another kiss. As her tongue
wrestled with mine she hopped into my lap, wrapping her legs around me. At
only 5'2" this was the first time we had ever been eye to eye together. During
those three days she had always held me in a way so tat I had to look up at
her at all times. I felt her muscular legs wrap around my arms, pinning them
to my side. A woman jogging by gave us a dirty look.

"Move along bitch, I'm enjoying my man."

The woman flipped her the bird and ran on. My former kidnapper pulled her
purse into her lap and began rummaging inside. My eyes widened when she pulled
out a used pair of underwear. She pushed them into my mouth.

"I keep a fresh pair in my purse just in case I found you."

She pulled off her fur scarf, spun it so the middle was small and tight,
shoved it into my mouth as well, tying it off behind my head. Reaching back
into her purse she produced two more. She proceeded to use them to bind my
hands behind my back and tie my legs together. When she stood up and opened
her fur coat my heart sped up and my breathing got heavier. I knew what was
coming next.

Smiling wickedly she scooped me up in her arms, pressed me tight against
her body and sealed the coat closed around me. I nuzzled my head
affectionately against her tit as we walked.

"Ah, looks like someone missed being kidnapped."

When I saw light again she was laying me on her couch in the fancy
penthouse I had come to think of as home. She yanked off my shoes and socks
before producing a pair of clothing scissors. Cutting away she left me in
nothing but my binds. I couldn't have been happier. Then she began to strip.
With a slow cruelty she exposed her compact black body in all its perfection.
My penis sprang to attention. Finally bare she slid her way up me until my
face was covered by her breast. I felt my gag being removed and tossed aside.

I needed no instruction. I latched onto her breast and began to suck. I
had almost forgotten how wonderful she tasted.

"You know you ruined my year, don't you? I had planned to spend my down
time in Australia abducting and enslaving as many local boys as I could. I
started with one of the bellhops at the hotel I own down there. I had him
bring me my bags late the first night. I jumped him as the came in. I ripped
off his clothes and bound his muscular body. I went to rape my new prize but
found I couldn't. I kept thinking of you and had to stop.

"Now don't get me wrong I didn't let him go. I found other ways for him to
pleasure me during our time together but it wasn't enough. Now matter how many
men I took it was never enough. When I left for America again I had eight
muscular slaves stored in my penthouse. I couldn't have sex with any of them.
Every night I dreamed of you. I gave them as parting gifts to my favorite
maids, in case you were wondering.

"I used to be a female predator able to claim any man I wanted. You took
that away from me. I decided that when I got back to town I'd have to punish
you for that. I would kidnap you and this time it won't be some three day
fling. No, no, I'm going to keep you here in my penthouse, raping you, babying
you, breastfeeding you. I will never let you leave."

I should have been terrified by this I know. Instead I was over joyed. I
drank her milk happily. I knew my love would keep me in her strong arms
forever, my head against her tits, my body pressed against hers. I would spend
my days ravaged by her and my nights tucked up against her in bed. Her breasts
would be my pillow and her arms my blankets. I would always have a warm, soft,
place to sleep.