Materna Planet!

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       TJ Ryder

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    "Greetings Earthlings!" The group of mostly slight smallish submissive

males laughed appropriately at the joke from the representative from Europa.

    Harold listened to the dignified woman confirming what he already knew

about the facts behind the legendary space colony wherein after 6 generations

men were 25% smaller than females, nursed from them their whole lives and

were submissive.

    "The facts behind all the movie myths of this early colony on Europa

are all based on the tragedy of the first generation.  The males stopped

after a few years being able to digest the same food the females did. 

Science at the time wasn't sure why, and still there are disagreements.

(Harold smiled at that.  It was common knowledge that modern science

could solve the problem but the vast majority of the female population

and a sizable minority of males liked their way of life the way it is.)

Attempts to transport food were too costly to maintain a colony.  Hormonally

modifying the male population was the only answer, creating the first of

the several sociological  planet-scale changes, females and near females. 

Then, it was discovered males could ingest anything processed first by

females, and breastfeeding became a lifelong process."

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    Harold had relived those films a million times in his head.  He had

watched non-dominant women dutifully bring down hardons, some reluctantly,

some looking at it as a necessary job. Some applied punishment to genitals

as the primary method. Others did humiliation techniques.  And he had seem

young and old dommes joyously prolong genital torture until they had creamed,

small discipline parties where young males experienced genital whippings

at the hands of many young females, including siblings and friends sisters. 

He saw a huge variety of techniques ranging from simple spankings to complex

electrics and slow piercings.

He was half hard already, thinking of it, and when he finally got into

his limo, couldn't wait until he got to his new apartment and dialed what is

known as a 'commercial materna'.  A woman who listed herself at an agency as

breastfeeder for hire.

   His apartment was very similar to ones on Earth, except for one odd

thing, a tiny refrigerator, only for liquids.  He chose a model for single

males, and that fact made this new reality sink in, he knew now that if he

didn't use a woman, he would starve from this moment on.

    In the apartment, looking through his notepad viewer, he made the

obligatory greetings and return mail to let people in his business know where

he would be working this first week.  Then, with a deep sigh and trembling

fingers, dialed into a professional materna agency, one of many companies

who matchmake breastfeeding women to males.

    To his astonishment, it was broken down to several categories, age,

race, and of course, sexual inclinations.  Some women only did long term

contracts, some only available on certain hours and some did no sexual

contacts.  Looking at a gallery of clothed and topless photos, all were

well endowed. There was even a charity section where indigent males in an

emergency could receive a subsidized powdered variation of milk.

   Naturally going to the dominant materna section, he found nobody available he

liked at this time in his area.  Of course it was the middle of a workday, and he

did find housewives available.  One was young, very attractive and in the same

complex, and since he could put this fantasy off for no longer, and besides

needing nutrition, he found she was available.

   A Cynthia R.  23, younger than he by ten years.  By her photo, light

brown hair, full lips, housewife to an engineer with no kids yet, she advertised

that her 40inch firm brown tipped breasts were available.  She was relatively

new to the program to earn extra money and fed mostly travelers and off planet

male visitors.  She didn't say no on her chart to discipline, but also did

not check dominant either.

   Blushing to himself at the idea of using a girl much younger than himself, he

still dialed her number, and after the third ring, got her perky voice.

   After introducing himself, she seemed to softly laugh and said she was

available for the next hour or so, but then she had to go out.  He said he

would be there in a few minutes.

   He eventually found her unit number as a basement apartment, and knocked. 

Sucking in his breath, unable to stop his trembling, he heard her footsteps

come to the door.

   "Hi, are you Mr. P?" asked a perky buxom girl in a tight sheer sweater.

    "Um, yes," he stammered, trying to smile.

    Standing aside, gesturing to a couch, "great, you made good time. 

Please sit down."

    She sat not too near him, her shapely legs folded under her. 

    "Your'e from Earth though, I can tell by the accent."

    "Yes, um, I just arrived."

    "Oh, wonderful, probably half my customers are newbies from Earth, being

so close to the spaceport.  Are you newbie at breastfeeding too?  It's

really not a problem if you are."

    "Well, yes actually.  Iv'e never done it."

     She giggled,  "so I'm your first then?  I think that's so cute.  Your'e

probably a sub though, am I right?  Don't be embarassed, it's pretty common on

Europa and very common with Earthers."  He blushed, delighting her, and nodded,

his throat tight.  He had never admitted this so freely before.

    "Thats no problem, even though I don't advertise in the domme category I'm

sure I can fix you up.  So, anyway, like I say I have to go out in less than

an hour, so we should get to it, don't you think?"

    "Um, sure, if that's all right." 

    "Okay, being a newbie you don't know this, but the male should strip

first.  It's kind of a custom."

     "You want me to take my clothes off?"

     "Yes," she said cheerily. "Just stand up and strip naked, you can put

your clothes over that chair." 

     Blushing deep pink, he did so, conscious of his half erection.  He

presented his nude body in front of her, and with a little finger, pointed to

the carpet in front of her as she spread her thighs and put them on the floor.

   "Kneel right here please, hands behind your back. That's very good. 

Subs always know just how to act!  They take very little correction!"

    The subtle change in her manner, becoming more assertive, and his

kneeling between her shapely thighs, made his penis erect fully, and she smiled

and noticed it, seeming to expect it somehow.

    Then she reached in back, and undid some snaps in her sweater, and

slipped it over her head.  Then he gazed at her firm big beauties, and realized

that the long sweater concealed the fact she wore only panties, white bikini

panties with her dark pussy hair showing around the edges. 

    "A domme would likely cuff your hands in back, especially with you being

a newbie, but this is just fine if you keep them there.  I guide your mouth.

Just open wide and edge closer."

    Moving in closer on his knees, his erection now almost pressed against

her bare stomach, and she used one hand to hold her breast, and the other on

the back of his head. Soon his mouth was over a distended nipple, and he closed

it softly, making a seal.

   The taste and scent of the young woman completely filled his senses.  His

range of vision was her breast, feeling her warmth and pulse, hearing and

feeling her heartbeat.

  "Go ahead and suck," she said, giggling.  Blushing, he did so, and soon he

experienced his first drops, warmer than he expected, rich female milk, as he

swallowed.  It continued as the drops increased to a trickle, and then she

sighed as her milk let down, and it came out in a steady spray as he nursed.

Avidly swallowing and gulping.  Mmmmm, he thought, drifting away as he

nursed, gulped and swallowed, it was soo good.  Soon, she switched breasts,

and he tried to maintain contact as she smiled, expecting that, and felt a

panic until his lips found a new thick nipple, as this time he immediately

aggressively nursed, until he sighed in contentment as he received a steady

flow of warm rich milk.

   Far too soon, but probably a half hour later, she was temporarily dry, and

told him to just lick and kiss her nipples for a while, and he was startled

when her soft right hand went from the back of his head to reach down, and

grasp his now engorged penis at the base.  Then, squeezing it in evaluation,

she moved her practiced hand and cupped his swollen testicles, hefting them

appraisingly, nodding to herself.

   "I have to make sure you won't accidentally cum," she explained with a

warm smile.

    Smiling as he licked her nipples, picking up remaining droplets, she

said maternas normally made sure he wouldn't accidentally ejaculate.  He

licked all over her big warm breasts, unwilling to lose contact, and felt

strange, contented and galvanized with sexual need.  Mentally, he knew her

hormones were racing through his system now, and her soft hand gripping the

base of his penis was eloquent testimony that his hardon had become super stiff.

    He could also feel her responding to his oral ministrations, even detect

her sexual fragrance, smell her creamy pussy through her sheer panties.

    Looking at a tiny watch on her slim wrist, she said it was nearly time. 

She smiled, stroking her own pussy as he moved back, still licking his lips,

   "I think I'll need a quick cum before I go shopping, feeding always seem to

do that to me.  Of course, Mr. P, you realize your'e in for a whipdown."

    "Um," he stammered, "I'm not sure I understand."

    "Of course," she said, slipping down her soaked panties, as he tried not

to stare at her engorged pussylips.  "It's nothing personal or that I don't

like you or anything like that.  I just don't allow my clients to cum!  After

I bring your penis down you will be able to go back to your place and lie down

and take a nice nap.  Youv'e just been fed so you will sleep very well. 

But before that... push back a little, thats it."

    Cupping her own breasts, pinching her swollen nipples, she presented her

creamy pussy to Harold, who dipped his head and lightly licked and sucked. 

Soon she showed him how she wanted it.  Again putting her hand on the back of

his head, she jammed his face into her big drooling cunt, as he ate and licked

and sucked and kissed. A couple of times she lifted up so he could tongue her

puckered anus as well.  She came several times in his mouth, flooding his

mouth with a new kind of female juice which he avidly drank down, making his

hardon even bigger.  Finally, pushing his mouth back from her now sensitive

clitoris, she sighed with contentment as he knelt, his hands still obediently

behind him, although he dearly wished he could masturbate.  Of course he knew

he could still jack off as soon as he was alone.

   Finally, she stirred, and slipped on her panties and sweater again, and

got up. 

   "Just remain right there, Mr. P.  I have to find something to do a

whipdown with. I'll be right back"  She first went to her bedroom as he watched

her slip on a short skirt, showing her shapely strong legs to full advantage,

then smiling at him as he watched her go into a small kitchen, she disappeared

from sight as he heard her opening drawers and cabinets.  "Now where did I

put that?" he heard her ask herself.

   Finally she emerged fully dressed, making him more conscious of his own

nudity, let alone his stiff engorged state.  She held a pair of flexible

elbow-length, leather gloves in her small hand.  He noticed bright sharp

looking buttons on them!

   "This will do very nicely," she smiled.  Resuming her seat in front of him,

she motioned him to stand up in front of her. She reached over and cupped

both his testicles in her left hand, holding her nylon glovewhip in the

other.  "Now, this time Mr.P., put your hands in back of your head.  Grip

your fingers tightly.  If I were a commercial domme I'd have you in restraints,

but I hope it won't be necessary.  I'm going to start lightly. Being a sub,

youv'e been penis whipped before?"

   He nodded, lying.  Still, loving the feel of her hand cupping and squeezing

his balls, being in her power, his erection rampant in front of her face, he

couldn't mentally force his hardon down at all.

   "Don't be ashamed to cry or make noise, Mr. P. It's very normal."  With

a swishing sound, unable to look down, he felt a poignant pain across his shaft,

making his organ sway under the impact of the glove's nylon fingers. 

   WHACK!     Oooohhh, he moaned, rocking back with the pain.

    After the third blow he began involuntarily sobbing.  After the tenth he

tried to stifle his crying.  She noticed him try and paused, her hand with

the makeshift whip upraised.. 

    "Very good, Mr. P, give yourself a good cry. This won't take long now." 

Abjectly sobbing now, but not removing his hands to protect his exposed

genitals now turning a hot pink under her whip, he felt his penis wilt. 

   His erection wilting, she put down the whip and he thought she was finished.

He groaned as she squeezed his testicles hard, and out squirted a

pale milky thin strand of precum as he groaned and writhed.  His balls still

full even though his penis was now soft and pink striped, his tears

still running down his cheeks, he blushed as she stood up.

    "There, very nice, Mr. P.," giving him a peck on his cheek.  "Of course we

can't stop a businessman from masturbating when he's alone, but you will have

to learn to control yourself to live on Europa.  Of course(giggling)  that's

assuming a cute domme doesn't have you firmly under control before long. 

Your genitals will be too sore to play with for a few hours in any case." 

Hurriedly dressing, he gave her the credits agreed on, and politely said

goodbye after taking her business card.

    Lying back on his own bed, his penis in his hand, he felt he could

masturbate if he wanted to after putting vaseline on his hand, but somehow

felt that would be cheating.  Drowsiness overcame him as he thought about it,

and he fell into the deepest sleep he ever had.  At some point in his sleep he

remembered Cynthia's comment about a dominant materna taking him under

control, and the remainder of his sleep was with a seeping hardon.

   The next day he visited a business appointment, and used a different

commercial materna three times.  By evening he was wishing for something more,

and dialed into the same agency looking for long term maternas.  It was at

that point when he had a phone call.

    "Hi, Mr. P.  I met you today at Internix.  I'm Lloyd and thought I'd

welcome you to Europa.  To be honest its part of the Internix goodwill package,

because I'm a fellow Earth immigrant myself.  But also, I'd really like for

you to meet me and Brigit.  And see how things are going back in the home

planet."

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