THE SHRINKING BRA
By V.P. Viddler
"It hurts a lot."
"I know."
"I can't stand it any more."
"You'll have to."
"I can't. It hurts so much."
"I know. That's the point."
"But it's been on so long. It just gets worse and worse."
"That's right. Isn't it lovely?"
"I can't. I can't. I'm going to take it off."
"I wouldn't advise that."
"But I have to."
"If you do, I will put it back, and I will handcuff your wrists to your waist,
and I will lock you up for a full day. And night. Is that what you want?"
"No."
"Then say, I will wear my special shrinking bra as long as I am commanded to."
"Please."
"I'm waiting."
"I will wear my special shrinking bra--"
"Bow your head."
"As long as I am commanded to."
"Beautiful."
"Please. I can't. It's awful--the pain."
"I can see that. Your squirming and writhing tells me that. And your sweet
whimpering also."
"I can't. I can't--let me take it off. I--I'll--"
"What?"
"Anything. Anything."
"Murphy?"
"M-Murphy?"
"Yes, Laura. Murphy."
"Oh god--"
"All right. Wear it all day."
"No! Oh, please, I--I--it's horrible, it's--"
"Murphy. Will you come over here, please? Thank you. Miss Laura has something to
say to you."
"Andy--"
"Do you want to take it off, Laura?"
"Oh yes!"
"All right. You may do so. As soon as you have sucked of Mr. Murphy here."
"Jesus, boss!"
"S-sucked--"
"Right. Sucked. His cock. Off. Until he comes. In your mouth, Laura. Down your
throat."
"Oh Jesus!"
"Ask him, Laura. Ask him nicely. Very nicely. If you may go down on your knees
and minister to Murphy's hungry prick with your lips and mouth and tongue."
"I--"
"I'm waiting."
"Can I--can I take it off first?"
"No. No, my dear. Afterward. If--you do a good job."
"I can't stand the pain."
"I'll say nothing more, Laura. It's up to you. Sweetly now. Sweet and sexy, just
as I know you to be."
"M-Murphy? Mr. Murphy, I--I hope you don't mind this--"
"Jesus!"
"I--I'm in great pain, you see. I hurt quite a lot. And I-- I'll do just about
anything to make it stop. So--dear Mr. Murphy-- do you mind if I--if I suck your
cock for you?"
"Christ!"
"Oh. Thank you, Mr. Murphy. I-I'm getting down on my knees now. Oh, I hurt, I
hurt so badly--I--I'm unbuttoning your pants, oh why no zipper? And I--I'm
taking it out--oh god--it's big-- it's really big--and hard--and--and I hurt so
much! I'm going to take it now--in my--in--my...ggghhh..."
"Nice, Laura. All the way, all the way in, that's the girl."
"Unnggg--"
"Slowly, Laura. Suck it slowly. Easily. Yes. Don't go too fast, my dear. I know
you're in pain. I know you want to get it over with and take that nasty bra
off--but I want Murphy to enjoy what you're doing for him."
"Unnhh--unnhh--"
"Isn't she beautiful, Murphy? Crouching there in her agony, her head bowed, that
long hair brusing the ground, debasing herself so horribly, sacrificing all
pride, all dignity, all humanity, to the overwhelming desire to stop that pain.
Slowly, Laura. Make it last. Slow and easy. Lick it as you suck. Use your lovely
hands on his balls. Your tears delight me, Laura. Your sobs and gasps almost
bring me to climax. All right, Murphy. Shoot it all right into her throat.
Swallow it, my darling. Swallow. Swallow. Again. Again. Again. Ah yes. yes.
Drain that cock. And lick it clean. All of it."
"Ah Ah Ah god please now please I can't please now I can't take it ahhh--"
"All right, Laura. Stand up."
"Please!"
"Ask Murphy if he's satisfied."
"Oh Christ oh Mr. Murphy--dear Mr. Murphy--did I--did I satisfy you? Did I?"
"Shit, yeah!"
"All right, Laura. Take it off."
"Ahh!"
"Right here, my dear, face us, show Mr. Murphy those pain- wracked tits."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"And there they are. Hands down, Laura dear. Down! And I want you to ask Murphy
if he thinks you have nice breasts."
"Andy--"
"Ask him!"
"I--Mr.--dear Mr. Murphy--do you--do you think I have--nice breasts?"
"Hell, yeah!"
"Lie down and spread your legs and ask him if he wants to fuck you."
"No!"
"Put it on."
"No!"
"Put it back on. Right now!"
"I can't!"
"Now!"
"I can't! I can't! Fuck me, Murphy, fuck me, please, Murphy, fuck me to shit,
I'll make it good, I'll wrap my legs around you and hump for you, I'll squirm
and wriggle and roll and twist--"
"Put it on!"
"AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH! Whip me you dirty filthy bastard, whip my
body and fuck my ass and--"
"Crawl for us, Laura. Crawl and writhe in pain. Crawling lady..."
