I glanced at her nametag, “ Yes, Gloria maybe you can. My mom is lactating again. I’m looking for alternatives to the usual nursing bras. Maybe you have some shelf bras that would do for special occasions?”
The pretty woman smiled slyly. “Yes, we have a nice ***********ion of shelf bras over here” as she stepped to a display of very nice sexy bras. She seemed to have picked up on the dynamic quickly and only talked to me as mom stood holding the bag. I saw the woman checking the contents and grinned at herself as I held up several nice choices of sexy bras.
“ Mommy darling, I think this one is adorable and would be perfect for when you are nursing. Do you think Mistress Jodi would like it, too?” I asked, giving her a stern look she knew how to answer.
“ Yes , miss, I think she would.”
“Then we will take these four and two shelf bras in red. Let’s make sure these fit”
Turning to the sales woman I asked, “Would you please show us to the dressing area and if you would, see if you can find some nice panties in this same color red and bring them to us in the dressing room?”
I had mom totally naked save for her sexy tall heels in the dressing room when the sales lady came to the curtain and said, “Miss, I have some choices of panites for you.”
Pulling back the curtain a little I said, “Gloria please come in and give us your professional opinion of how these bras fit, if you don’t mind.”
“Not at all, Miss, that is why we are here.” She stepped inside and stopped, surprised. Mom was facing the mirror and so the butt plug in her ass was clearly visible to Gloria. I grinned at her and slapped Mom lightly on the ass.
“Turn around, Mom, and let the lady help,” I ordered.
Barb
My nerves were on high alert as I turned to face the shopgirl. Julie reached around me and placed the shelf bra against me, fastening it in the back.
“You see,” she said to the girl…Gloria? “I am not sure there will be enough support here…” Her thin, delicate hands stroked the side of my breast. I fought to remain silent and kept my legs tightly closed to stave off the moisture I could feel gathering between them.
“You may be right, Miss,” Gloria agreed, “But try this one. It is Simon Perele. Much better for the fuller figure.”
Julie put the new bra on me. “Yes, that is much better. See how much higher it comes up over here…” My devil child traced the line of the bra and my breath caught in my throat as I fought not to whimper. There was a significant pause and I looked up to see Gloria and Julie looking at each other.
“If I may…Miss?” Gloria asked with a decidedly wicked grin.
“By all means,” Julie agreed. Gloria put her hands on the bra just under my breasts.
“This one flares a bit here, giving support underneath…” She smoothed her hands upward most of the way to my nipples. I gasped, unable to contain it anymore. Julie and Gloria pretended not to notice, “It gives a better shape as the nipples are lifted up higher than they would be normally. It would make it easier to nurse, as well.” The vicious woman tapped my nipples lightly and I nearly fell down from the sensations.
“Hmm…” Julie pretended to think about that as my nipples began to leak very slowly. “God, Mom! We haven’t even been here that long!” She dabbed at the milk leaking from my breasts and removed the shelf bra. “We will take two of these and those others I picked out, two pair of panties for each.”
Gloria was happy for a sale but of course wanted more. She was clearly fascinated by this Mom/daughter couple. “Is there anything more you are looking for? We can custom order and have a large catalog ***********ion.”
Julie pulled out her phone and pulled up a net pic of a woman in a well fitting full bra with her nipples sticking a full two inches out holes the size of a half dollar and showed it to her. “ This is something I would love to find for easy milking and still be good support. We will be milking often and this seems perfect for both home and away”
Gloria grinned “ Let me check our suppliers. I do think one or two of them may offer this kind of thing. If not there is a possibility of customizing something off the rack. We have an excellent alterations department that most stores don’t offer.”
“Well then…” Julie took the supporting bras she had chosen and put one on me, “Can this one be cut and sewn as we need?”
“Yes, Miss, it will just have to be marked,” Gloria agreed. Julie smiled and rummaged in her purse, pulling out two long needles left over from the drug treatments. I stiffened.
“Relax, Mom, it won’t be that bad,” she said, “It is only two and they are empty.”
“I hate needles, Julie,” I reminded her.
“I know,” She flicked and pinched them to make the tips show better then pushed one of the needles through the bra and right into my nipple! Then she tied a piece of dental floss to a pen, looping the other end around the needle. She used this to draw a perfect circle right where my areola would be behind the bra. She left the needle in and used the second one to do the same on the other side. I was struggling to stay quiet as she drew the second circle. She removed the pins and then the bra, handing it to Gloria before picking up the second one. I looked at Julie pleadingly. Gloria noticed and spoke up.
“Miss, we can take measurements from this one and do them both,” she offered.
“Oh no, it doesn’t matter that the bras come from the same company. There are always differences. Isn’t that right, Mom?” Julie objected.
“Yes, BabyDomme, you are correct,” I answered. She fit the bra to me and picked up the first needle. I whimpered and gasped as she repeated the process. Finally, it was over and Gloria left with the bras, intending to fill out the alteration slip.
“You did great, Mom,” Julie said, kissing me before letting me get dressed. We paid for the purchases and Julie made me give Gloria one of the cards she had made up.
Jodi
Tess was chained to the table, as usual, when I entered the garage. She had curled up as much as she could with the chains restricting her. A week ago she had sublet her apartment. We gathered some clothes and things for her and she sent the rest into storage. She had arranged an emergency family leave from her job and told her girls that she could only meet them twice a week for the foreseeable future. Any emergency calls for her would go through me. I held her cell phone.
All of this earned her a pillow, a blanket and the right to wear nightclothes.
I slapped her and she shrieked, waking up and holding her cheek.
“Good morning, Bitch!” I greeted her, “Guess what? Julie and Barb are shopping. It’s just you and me! Isn’t that fun?!”
“What the fuck are you wearing?!” she asked. I slapped her again.
“Is there some reason you think you get to comment on my clothes?” I asked.
“No, Mistress Jodi!”
“Good.” I unlocked her and led her into the house, “Today, you get a shower.”
By the time Barb and Julie came home we were ready. I had been working with Tess all afternoon. She had a few fresh bruises, but progress had been made. I heard the car pull in and dragged Tess back into the barn, locking her to the nearest stable door before running to the front of the house.
I got there just as they opened the car doors.
“Guys! I have something to show you!” I grabbed Barb’s hand since she was the closest and pulled her toward the barn. Julie followed. I left them at the fence to the round pen.
“Wait right here,” I told them. I saw them look at each other, but I was too excited to talk anymore.
“Ready, Sponge?” I said, when I got back to the barn, “It’s showtime!”
She was wearing a yellow swimsuit…it was the best thing I could find…and her hair was in a pony tail. I had a bit in her mouth, the reins draped behind, and knee high boots. I would work out a better rig later, but this would do for now.
I took the reins in hand and snapped them, tapping Tess on the ass with the crop at the same time. We walked out of the barn and into the round pen. SHe was behaving better than I expected at this early stage, but I had not done any serious pain work with her today. Today was about obedience. Once she figured that out things got much easier.
“Woah,” I said and she stopped. I tapped her leg and she bowed to Julie and Barb. God this was fucking fun!
I walked her around the ring and then tapped her with the crop. She broke into a trot and we did another circuit. I stopped, grinning like it was Christmas.
“What do you think?” I asked them. Julie was laughing. Barb smiled, but looked at me curiously.
“Jodi! It’s so cool!” Julie gushed.
“Are those my pants, Mistress?” Barb asked. I ran over and kissed her.
“Yes. I am sorry, but I wanted to give you the full effect and I didn’t have anything good…oh! They are your boots too.” I was wearing english riding pants and boots, but with a corset above. The corset was the only thing that was mine. “ I found some videos on pony training and so I started while you were gone. Hey! Did you guys have fun? Julie, come in here, give her a try!”
Julie and Barb exchanged a look.
“Why don’t we hook up Toy, too? Then we can both play,” she asked.
“No. We need to get special bit gags with rubber coating. I don’t want Toy to chip a tooth if anything happens,” I said.
“What about her?”
“Sponge? Who gives a fuck? Come on!”
Barb
We had a fun time watching Jodi put sponge through some paces as she swatted her with the long training switch. It was mid afternoon and hot and she was sweating. It was the first time we had seen her not being incredibly cruel to sponge. Maybe having complete control over her was as gratifying to her as beating her and that could be a good thing at times. Not that she wouldn’t torture her severely later but if i was going to be teamed up with sponge as ponies, it would be nice if the pony play as not all pain and sweating. Jodi had let Julie take over the reins and climbed up on the top of the fence and watched them move around the pen.
“ Mistress, seeing how this pleases you so much, I would like to make some pony play things for you and Julie. I would love to be your show pony in full harness and make you proud of us as a team”
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