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@GuiltFreeGoat
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OC account. Beigetreten ลubat 2024
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That sounded more official. There was a twang of desperation in Iris' voice though she was desperate to get verbal confirmation that she wouldn't file a complaint.
This should be enough for Alexia to let her attitude problem slide, right?
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Iris' face would flush, cow print? Her. . . ?
She should have been upset, but, she would merely nod.
"That can be arranged, but that may require a private session... Free of charge for you Madam."
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Alexia. | #282-Z@ZENITHOFMONS
"Fresh milk, you say? By all means, I do suppose getting it at its best would be the most ideal for me, by all means, go ahead." Alexia knew exactly what was in store for her, and it seems playing her cards correctly worked out perfectly.
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Was such a thing even allowed?
Who knows, Alexia wouldn't be the one getting into trouble if it wasn't.
Iris was merely trying to ensure Alexia didn't file any complaint to her current employer by offering her a luxury.
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Unlike before Iris seemed completely willing to comply with this demand. She even went so far as to try to make sure she stayed in Alexia's good books, by giving the woman a special offer.
"Would Madam perhaps like to be the one to guarantee her milk is fresh?"
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Alexia. | #282-Z@ZENITHOFMONS
"Just get me a few more bottles, and I'm sure I'll be happy... alright? Can't let all that good stuff go to waste now..." At least she got some satisfaction of letting this side out on SOMEONE. Even if it wasn't very morally acceptable... But who cares.
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The most adorable little gasp escaping past her lips as her breast was played with. Nipples forming into stiff peaks beneath the touch of the woman.
Despite all this, her mind was still thrashing, trying desperately to wrestle herself back into control. . .
To no avail.
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To do anything but what this woman was ordering her to do.
"Yes Madam, apologies."
Her voice came out so much calmer than her thoughts, maybe it was the influence, or maybe it was the goat realising just how screwed she was.
Either way, her body would now relax.
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Iris would make the mistake of staring just long enough for her eyes to refuse to leave that swirling vortex.
The scientist could hear Iris' thoughts go up a few octaves, as pure panic gripped her mind. Her body refusing the orders to pull away, to look away. . .
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#0150@Psych1cQueen
That internal resilience just made the scientist grin, it was practically a food source all on it's own, one she savored the act of tearing apart. It started with a pinch, tight and tugging on that same nipple as her other hand tightened it's hold under the goat's chin+
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All of that bravado and ego just simply vanished, and instead the goat came off as much more meek and willing to comply.
"O-of course Madam. Is there. . . Anything else I can do for you?"
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For the first time, the goat was very much on the back foot. The moment a complaint being filed was mentioned, the color would drain from her face.
"P-please don't Madam."
Whoever she was working for, they were clearly enough of a presence to keep the goat in line.
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Alexia. | #282-Z@ZENITHOFMONS
She's just going to lean in close, super scary close. Let this expression spread across her whole face, and in a mocking tone... "Eaaaasy now girl, play nice, that's what you've been conditioned to do, riiiight... I wouldn't want to file a formal complaint..."
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From that breast of hers. Her tank was nearly empty, that much was obvious.
"Y-yes ma'am."
Despite her acknowledgement of the command, the Goat's body was very much tense. She was not a fan of this, her mind trying to figure out if there was any way to excuse herself.
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Iris' eyes would widen just enough to be noticeable. Her mind, still an open book, questioning what exactly the psychic meant by that.
She looked like a deer in headlights as that thumb would brush against her overworked breast. A few pathetic drips of milk leaking ->
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#0150@Psych1cQueen
"Oh I know. You don't belong here~" The second sentence was dropped to a whisper, the way they were spoken sending an involuntary chill through the goat. Like a prey animal realizing it's fallen into a predator's trap. As her chest sprang free, the scientist's hold around+
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Deep breath. Iris, don't blow your cover.
With that though Iris would force a smile onto her face.
"No Madam, I apologise if it seemed like I was upset at you."
It was so blatantly practised, and very forced. The flow of her words unsteady, being spat out begrudgingly.
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Alexia. | #282-Z@ZENITHOFMONS
"Don't blow a fuse now, love... even if seeing that look on your face brings me soooo much joy... Do I upset you... oh noooooo..." There's this... really devious looking expression on her face, one of teasing.
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But even that had it's limits.
Her breasts would pop out from the outfit, handprints still faintly visible from where she had just spent the last ten minutes milking herself.
And her composure would crack, her mouth hanging agape, a deep red flush to her cheeks.
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Oh for fucks sake. She was cussing herself out now for allowing herself to be talked into this gig, she knew it was a bad idea.
"Forgive me Madam, I'm. . . New here."
And at this rate not intending to stay. She had quite the capacity for maintaining her composure.
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#0150@Psych1cQueen
"Don't you know? The rooms with curtains aren't here for no reason. They're for customers who pay your boss well." The scientist giggles, fingers tightening their hold of that breast as she continued to sip the confection like milk. Those disordered thoughts, and+
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Begging her body not to react to the stimulation. The last thing she wanted right now as to deal with arousal.
The milk would have a sweet taste, a faint aftertaste of vanilla to it. The goat clearly looked after herself very well. Perhaps too well for this job position.
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Iris' thoughts were a mess, she was confused as to what exactly the psychic meant, and was being vaguely distracted at the feeling of her breast being groped.
"I'm not sure I follow Madam. . ."
Her thoughts weren't too complicated, right now she was primarily ->
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#0150@Psych1cQueen
"That's it, good girl~" The words felt heavier that time, not that they were spoken any differently. Just something in the goat's mind felt weighed down... Almost pulled. The arm closed in around her, drawing tight, but not suffocating, the goat forced against the scientist's+
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the psychic's side, willingly slipping herself under the woman's arm.
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There would be a faint blush on her face as she got praised. And the psychic would hear the Goat's thoughts buffer in real time.
There would be some hesitation, a thought about if physical touch was against the contract she signed. . .
But she'd obey, making her way to ->
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"Good girl, now come here." That grin is identical to how it was when she left the curtained room ten minutes ago. Now, it's owner beckoning with her left arm turned over, waiting for the maid to come slide up underneath, surely entering her hold won't be a trap.
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"Freshly milked. Just for you Madam."
Iris was speaking through gritted teeth as she spoke, her left eye twitching.
She wouldn't stop Alexia from taking the whole bottle, but she did know that means she'd be spending the next ten minutes refilling a fresh bottle.
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Alexia. | #282-Z@ZENITHOFMONS
"Oh for me? Well, sure I could take a bit, I assume this stuff is eeextra special, juuust for me?" She's taking... as much as she can. If anything, she'd try take the whole thing. "You shouldn't have, hun..."
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Iris' thoughts grew a lot more angry, a few thought about "this bitch assuming she was some farm animal capable of producing many liters of milk in a single day."
But she would bow, taking her leave...
Returning ten minutes later with another bottle, looking dishevelled.
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Oh, how fun, she genuinely has to hold herself back from just barging into those thoughts. A sly grin on her face as she dismisses the goat with a little wave. "For the moment, but do return quickly. The scenery is drab without your adorable face."
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