Chapter Nineteen

"Behold!"

Lisa entered Milena’s room on tiptoe; she felt like she was back in the days of her school trips, when, in the deep of the night, she would join together with the other girls, and hide from their teachers just to smoke a cigarette. Tonight she was wearing, as always, panties and a man's pajama top.

She heard the voice coming from the bathroom: "Just a few moments and I’ll be ready for you, baby! Sit on the bed, please."

Lisa sat, looking around nervously. She noticed that the room was lit only by the glow of a row of candles placed on the fireplace mantle.  She didn’t have any idea what to expect in this situation, and felt the tension growing rapidly in her.

"Now, close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you."She obeyed. Shortly after that, she heard Milena's footsteps leaving the bathroom, and felt her presence, her smell, as she came closer.

"Okay, you can open them now."

Lisa opened her eyes and saw, in front of her, the imposing figure of Milena, as tall as she had ever been. The blonde automatically looked down to the floor, and saw that beneath a black satin gown she was wearing a tight pair of patent leather boots with heavy-soled heels, tied back with crossed straps. She raised her eyes and saw, above the huge breasts,  Milena's eyes - she had outlined them with a sharp black pencil, extending the line of her lashes on the eyelids.  She had used striking gray eyeshadow, dark red lipstick to enhance those intense smiling lips, and penciled her eyebrows thick and dark. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and then descended in a flowing ponytail. She seemed satisfied with the effect – after turning her head to the side and back to show off, she undid her robe and opened it, offering her body for Lisa’s inspection.

"I put on the first thing I found ..." she said jokingly.

Above the boots, which ended at mid-thigh, came black fishnet stockings, attached to a leather bodice. Starting above the bodice, and hanging down and resting against the leather, were her two big, fat, immense bare breasts. In the dim flickering light, Lisa saw the wet tracks on her skin, left by the milk drops gushing from the dark nipples; she felt a burning urge to lick the drops as they slid down the long slope, but she didn’t dare, without the express approval of Milena.

"How do I look?"

"You're incredible! But where ... "

"... Where did I find this stuff? That's what I wanted to tell you tonight."

Milena tied her robe, took a chair near the bed, and sat down, crossing her legs.

"A long time ago Gunther told me how the two of you met ... how you showed up at his club, and your fabulous success. I - like I said, I came to him as a bartender - I noticed him often sitting at the bar so he could look me over. I was starting to think I'd need to break a glass over his head. But one day, at the end of the evening, he said: 'Milena, you have something, ... the way you act, the way you move ... something special. The more you give short shrift to your customers, the more they stick to you.' I didn’t understand what he was really leading up to, of course.

'You're a beautiful girl, and you can earn five times as much as you do now, if you only put into practice your talent. Let’s say a thousand ... twelve hundred! ... marks a week.' "

That was a lot of money at the time, so I didn’t have to think too long about it. I went back with him to one of the private rooms behind the stage and he gave me some stuff to wear - leather, chains, studs, stuff like that. Then he said, 'Now sit down on that couch; you just stay there, and keep silent and watch and learn how it's done.'

"Shortly after that a Swedish girl who worked in the club, Annika, came in.  - I saw her every day and we frequently drank something together, or made small talk about nothing much. - She winked at me.

“After her came a distinguished gentleman, clearly embarrassed. Annika made him strip, and kneel.  And then she began striking him with a whip, driving her heels into his ribs ... in short, she beat him really violently. I could hardly keep myself from laughing; everything seemed so absurd. The bizarre thing was watching the transformation of Annika, this good girl who just a few hours before was telling me about starting a family and setting up her home, now had become a She-Wolf of the SS." 

"At the end Gunther told me: that's all you have to do, and you can even make it a rule that no one touches you, if you think that's something you don't want to do for money."

Milena accompanied this last sentence with the unmistakable gesture of rubbing two fingers against her thumb.

"So, in brief, without reaching your level of fame, I became a quite-well-known dominatrix."

"And these things, did you bring them here from Hamburg?"

"Well, not really from Hamburg, but I continued anyway, let’s say, to practice even after I left Gunther's. That - ” and she pointed her finger to a suitcase leaning against the side of the bed “ - is my bag of tricks. Tools of the trade."

Lisa looked at the suitcase - it was made of some shiny black material, and already looked threatening even before being opened.

"Would you mind giving that to me, baby?"

God, Lisa loved to be called ‘baby’ by her – the endearment had become the verbal prelude to any act of pleasure. She reached over and pulled the case to her, not without effort. It felt pretty heavy. Milena got up from the chair and picked the case up, lifted it effortlessly and dropped it on the desk as if it was empty. Lisa looked at her in amazement.

"But ... when I tried, I thought it was full of bricks ... "Milena laughed, flexing her shoulders.

"Well, if you had changed barrels and barrels of beer for years, it would seem lighter to you, too. Not to mention that these tonics of Dr. Bohm’s  really have had an extraordinary effect on my muscles ... "

She snapped the locks open, keeping her back to Lisa, and then began to list the contents.

"Whip, cat-o'nine-tails ... handcuffs, blindfold ... pins ... very useful, those ... ah, here's something you'll like ..."

She turned slightly, holding out this thing that looked to Lisa like a bit for a horse, complete with harness.

"No, keep quiet, I'm not going to ride you. Where is it ... I can’t have forgotten it in Berlin, oh man ... ah, here it is!" Milena looked at Lisa over her shoulder, smiling, then said, "Now I'm going into the bathroom and I'm coming out with a nice surprise. Make yourself comfortable on the bed ..."

Lisa obeyed, enchanted by the scene she was witnessing.

Shortly after, Milena returned and perched on the edge of the bed, without the boots, but still completely wrapped in the robe. When she untied it, a few inches from Lisa's face appeared a large black rubber dildo, attached to a pair of shorts with straps on the sides, to make it stay erect right between the legs of the woman. Lisa's eyes widened.

"Milena, you can't imagine ..." Lisa raised her head and looked at the German; but Milena was already nodding in satisfaction.

"Of course I imagine, and you’ll see – it's going to be an exciting experience ..." She knelt, straddling Lisa's legs, and undressed completely. The woman began to rub her mammoth hanging breasts, with large open circular hand gestures, and while doing it she was talking to Lisa in a persuasive voice.

"It's not a normal dildo - I bought in Amsterdam, and never doubt that the Dutch know how to do these kind of things. It’s partially filled with heated water, so that it provides the warmth and the consistency of a real cock. All my clients were delighted ... "

"But I don’t think … I mean ... the size ..."

"Yes, this one is a little above average, but certainly the one that Pasiphae took was worse ... or better, depending on your point of view ..."

Milena kept looking at her, smiling and rubbing her tits, and increasingly she seemed to enjoy the movement of her swollen mammaries. Warm milk began to drip down on Lisa's belly.

"Milena, I'm scared ..."

"Good. Fear is an essential component of sadomasochistic relationships; fear turns on the desire and multiplies the pleasure ... But I don’t want to hurt you at all. I will definitely make you feel really good ... "

She took a nipple with both hands and squeezed. Several thin but continuous streams of milk were squeezed out and, describing a parabola in the air, shot out to splatter Lisa’s breasts. At that point, Lisa went over in her mind the terror of being penetrated by that thing, feeling it rubbing between her thighs - yet she was also preternaturally excited to feel a continuous tingling sensation in her wet vagina.

"Milena, kiss me please ..."

"No, no, maybe later, if you be good. Now turn and get on all fours."

Breathing hard, and not just from the effort of moving her heavy body, Milena had gotten up and was standing beside the bed. Lisa obeyed, her gross breasts hanging down between her arms.

She heard Milena approaching behind her, then felt her put a hand on her shoulders and caress the tense muscles of her back, then slip the hand into the cleft of her buttocks and search for the vulva. Then she put two fingers in and began to massage; Milena could feel the trembling of Lisa’s body  and at the same time sense the vagina relaxing and opening up, more and more wet. When she thought the girl was ready, she knelt behind her and put the big penis on her butt.

"Now relax baby, we're just having sex." She slowly slid it inside and began to move it;  after a couple of minutes she brought the palm of her right hand up to Lisa's crotch, began to finger the girl's clitoris.

"Milena ... I ... I like ... I like what you're doing ..."

"We have just begun, just begun ..."

The woman began to push faster, matching the rhythm of the oscillations that Lisa was making. When Milena could tell that Lisa’s body was completely ready, she sank the rubber dick completely into her, with a gentle pelvic motion, and encircled Lisa's waist with one arm, while she kept on moving. Now her huge, weighty breasts were swinging ponderously and slamming themselves down on Lisa's back, and the loud fleshy-slapping sound was for Lisa stronger than any other sensation. She began to moan uncontrollably, louder and louder, until she screamed with pleasure. Eventually she collapsed on the bed, drained of all energy.

After a delay that seemed interminable she felt Milena caressing her shoulder - she turned and saw her, smiling, and holding her index finger between her legs. The big phallus was gone, and she could see the German woman's big hairy pudenda, waiting to be investigated.

Lisa reached back, searching for it with her fingers and, like before, she breathed in deeply of the musky perfume that snatch exuded, drawing it up to her nose.

Milena lay down on the bed, her hands working hard to keep her gigantic breasts from rolling wildly, while Lisa sank her head between her thighs.