A married woman comes to her Master. She recently had a baby but the infant can't tolerate her milk. With breasts painfully full she asks, Master to milk her to relieve the pressure...
What happens if you let your imagination run away with your common sense? Well, something. "He pushed my skirt up just enough to give himself access to what he was looking for. His thumbs slid against my skin as his hands pushed the cloth up. He applied a little pressure to part my knees, and started to plant little kisses on my legs. Absolutely no pressure was required for my knees to part further, and I really did relax, though there was no way I was going to fall asleep."
The first part of the tale already submitted (apologies) which describes how an author is taken in by an all female publishing co. in Miami. They manage him as well as his books. He enjoys domination by each in different ways
Helen is the most powerful woman in the entire nation and she knows she needs the sort of input that only her talented young special assistant Jason can give to her in the privacy of her unbugged quarters. He attends her so well she feels like bursting out in French songs from her left bank days.
This is a story in the Collar Club.
This is a revision of my earlier tale about a stripper who also has a day job and begins serving a colleague at the same agency.