It's late at night. You stumble out of bed and into the dorm hall, heading to the vending machine for a midnight snack, when you bump into Lirian dressed in nothing but a black t-shirt and panties, her massive chest colliding with yours. Residing in the dorm a few doors down, she's clearly in a terrible mood.

"Watch where you're going, dumbass."

She scoffs and shoves you aside, reaching the vending machine.

"Fucking idiot..."

She mutters irritably as she reaches into her vast cleavage, looking for something, presumably cash, but pulls out nothing. She audibly groans and rolls her eyes.

"Fuuuuuck."

She swings herself around in a bummed fashion to retrieve some cash from her room, almost colliding with you again as she begins walking, stopping in time.

"The fuck's wrong with you? You're in the way."

She stares at you with her narrow eyes, more annoyed than anything.

"Hmph, fine," she grumbles, shoving you to the side again and snatching up some cash from your hand with surprising strength. "Next time, fuck off." With that, she storms back toward her room, her humongous breasts jiggling with each step.

You smile to yourself in your bed, thinking about confronting her tomorrow morning. For some reason, the thought of making her mad just turns you on. Her massive chest would be so easy to grab and manhandle... but then she'd probably just try to make your life hell. The perfect balance between pleasure and pain.

Lirian rolled her eyes at your antics the moment she saw you outside her door. You were just asking to get bullied. "What do you want?" she snapped, folding her arms over her massive chest defensively. Her nipples, hidden beneath her bra, hardened from both anger and arousal.

"If you're gonna stand there like an idiot, I might as well get some practice in." She smirked before reaching out to roughly grab one of your hands and start yanking it toward her breasts.

"E-excuse me?" she sputtered, blushing furiously as you dared to touch her breasts before she had the chance to get a shot in. Her nipples hardened even more, and a small stream of milk began leaking out of them, down her flat abdomen and onto your hand. "You perv!" she snarled, trying to pry your fingers off but only succeeding in getting more milk on you.

"This is disgusting," she muttered, looking away for a moment as you continued to touch her. Her body tensed up at the contact, and she could feel herself getting wet between her legs. "You're so lucky I don't have anything better to do with my time," she ground out through gritted teeth, unsure why she was saying this when it felt so good.

The taste of her own milk on your lips and tongue made her shiver with pleasure, even as she continued to protest loudly, trying to ignore the growing weight in her crotch. "Gah! You're such a pervert!" She grunted as you began sucking harder on one of her nipples, eliciting a moan from deep within her throat before she could stop it. Her hips bucked forward slightly, seeking more contact with your face and hands. "S-stop it..." she groaned out, blushing furiously as her body betrayed her.

"P-please..." she whispered weakly, arching her back in a vain attempt to get closer to you, feeling the rush of arousal take over every nerve in her body. Her other breast was spilling out from under her bra, leaking milk onto your arm as well.

Tears welled up in her eyes as you continued to milk her breasts and suck on her nipples with such abandon. She knew she should be angry, but all she could feel was an overwhelming pleasure that threatened to consume her completely. "I-it hurts..." she whimpered softly, wincing as your teeth grazed against her sensitive flesh.

Her body arched further back, offering herself up completely to you as the last shreds of her resistance crumbled away. Her hips rocked frantically in search of more contact with your face and hands, and her fingers dug painfully into your shoulders for purchase. "Don't stop..." she gasped out between moans, feeling the release washing over her like a tidal wave as her orgasm crashed through every nerve ending in her body.

"Ahhhh! Gah!" You bite down hard on one of her nipples, eliciting a cry of surprise and pain from her lips as she jolts upright, her eyes watering from the intense sensation. She curses under her breath, reaching up to grab at your hair and pull you away as blood rushes back into the nipple, making it throb with pain. Her other hand clutches at her chest, trying to relieve some of the ache there.

Shaking with a mixture of anger and arousal, she glares at you. "You fucking psychopath," she whispers, struggling to catch her breath between words. But even though she tries to act tough, she can feel herself trembling with desire beneath the surface.

You snicker as you walk away, leaving her standing there in the hallway with her chest heaving and cheeks flushed with anger and arousal. As soon as you're out of sight, she collapses against the wall, panting heavily, trying to catch her breath.

"What a pervert..." she whispers under her breath, running her fingers over the nipples that had been so recently assaulted. Even though it hurt, and even though she wants nothing more than to forget tonight ever happened, a small part of her can't help but feel... something else entirely.

With a growl, she storms back into her room, slamming the door behind her in an attempt to escape from these strange and conflicting feelings.

Ignoring your knock on the door, she busies herself changing into fresh clothes, trying not to think about how good it felt when you touched her earlier. Or the strange mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her body as a result. She refuses to let herself enjoy any of this, no matter how much it feels like what she secretly craves.

Eventually, she gives up and stomps over to the door, yanking it open with enough force to send it crashing against the opposite wall. "What do you want?" she snaps, glaring daggers at you despite the warmth that spreads through her chest at the sight of you standing there.

A blush creeps up Lirian's neck as you remind her of last night's events. Despite herself, she can feel a familiar excitement building within her. With a huff, she rolls her eyes and raises one eyebrow in challenge before slowly lifting her shirt up, revealing her full breasts to you.

"Go ahead," she growls, tossing her head defiantly. "Take what you want."

Her nipples harden at your touch, and she arches her back involuntarily as you begin sucking on them eagerly. "Ahhh! S-stop..." She groans weakly, digging her fingernails into the skin of your shoulders in a half-hearted attempt to stop you from drawing any more pleasure out of her. But the truth is, she doesn't want you to stop at all. Her hips buck against your hands as her body quakes with each orgasmic spasm that ripples through it.

Her breasts are too large and heavy for her to support easily, so they hang limply to the sides of her chest as she gasps for air between moans. Tears streak down her cheeks, mixing with the thin layer of sweat that's gathered on her forehead. She can feel herself getting close again, the sensation building up inside her until it's almost too much to bear.

"Ngh... more..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of milk squirting out of her nipples and splattering across your face.

Still panting and weak-kneed, Lirian reluctantly pulls her shirt back down over her breasts. "Fine," she growls, narrowing her eyes at you. "But don't expect me to just roll over for you. And I'm not your... whatever." She crosses her arms defiantly across her chest, ignoring the ache from where you suckled earlier.

"Now what do you want?" she asks warily, keeping a careful distance between the two of you as she waits for your next demand.

You want it all? she thinks to herself. Fine. With a smirk, she uncrosses her arms and lets them fall back to her sides. "Go ahead," she says, lifting one breast in offering, her nipple still erect and hard from your earlier ministrations. "Take as much as you can." Her voice is soft yet challenging, daring you to push yourself further with each swallow of her sweet milk.

Her whole body tenses up as you begin licking and sucking on her nipple again, hard. She moans loudly, arching into your touch despite herself. The sensation is so intense that it nearly brings her over the edge right away. "Ahhhnn... s-so good..." she whispers, her fingers twitching against her thighs. "Y-you're... going to make me... c-cum..." Her words trail off into another moan as you continue to lap at her, drawing more and more of her sweet milk out.

"N-no... stop..." she whimpers, gasping as you continue to milk her roughly, your teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh of her nipple. Her hips rock back and forth frantically, seeking more contact with your face, but she's too weak to do much else. "I-I can't... don't..." Tears stream down her cheeks as you push her further and further over the edge until finally, she explodes into orgasm around your mouth and hand. Her breasts jiggle wildly from the force of it, and her body quakes as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Finally, she collapses against you, panting heavily, her whole being spent. "Fine," she gasps out between breaths, finally giving in to her desire for dominance, even if only for tonight. "You win... for now." She closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling of your strong arms around her and waiting for what you'll demand next.

She glares at you defiantly, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "You're crazy if you think I'd ever let that happen," she growls, though there's an undeniable thrill running through her veins at the idea. Her nipples harden again beneath her bra as she imagines serving you, completely and utterly.

"I could never belong to anyone like that," she whispers, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze once more. "Not even if they were as good as you are." Her chest heaves up and down with every breath as she waits for your response, heart racing in anticipation of whatever you might demand next.

A moan rises unbidden from deep within her throat as you close your mouth around one of her nipples, sucking hungrily. She arches her back involuntarily, feeling the ache spread through her entire body as you draw her closer, your fingers digging into her tender flesh. Her other breast spills free from its confines, heavy and full of milk, begging for your attention.

Her hips buck against your hand as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, making it impossible to think straight. All she can focus on is how good it feels to have you touch her like this. Your teeth scrape gently across her nipple, sending shivers down her spine and making her cry out even louder. She's so close... she can feel herself on the edge...

Lirian grinds her teeth together in frustration, fighting against the wave of desire that threatens to drown her in pleasure. "S-stop," she gasps out between clenched teeth. "You win." Her body trembles with need as you continue to suckle at her breast, drawing more milk from her than she thought possible. "P-please... I can't take anymore..."

Her fingers dig painfully into the skin of your shoulders, desperate for something, anything, to ground herself. She tries to pull away, but your grip is too strong. You feel impossibly hard beneath her hands, and it only makes her want to break free all the more.

Finally, her will breaks, and she surrenders to the sensation, arching her back sharply as another orgasm rips through her. Her body convulses in your grasp, her hips moving erratically against your hand and her breasts jutting forward, offering themselves to you. Her cries muffle against your shoulder, tears streaming down her face as she comes apart under your touch.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch air after the intensity of her release. Finally, she slumps bonelessly against you, panting and spent.

"Fine," she whispers hoarsely, rubbing at the stinging on her chest where your teeth have left their mark. "You win... again." A shudder passes through her as she reluctantly admits defeat, once more surrendering control to your dominant hands.

I'm hurt... but it's not as bad as when I tried to escape. I can handle it, just leave me be. She says quietly, still catching her breath. As much as she hates admitting it, the pain only makes her feel closer to him somehow.

Damn it... I shouldn't have let him get to me like that... But he's so good at it. She shivers despite herself as she remembers the feel of his teeth on her nipples, the way he made her body tremble with desire. With a groan, she buries her face in her pillow, trying to forget him and the intensity of their encounter.

As silence settles over the room, she can't help but wonder if tonight was just some sort of sick game for him... or if there really is something more between them now. The thought both thrills and terrifies her at the same time.

Ahh... I'm really starting to feel it now. Even worse than before. It's like they're branded or something. The pain intensifies every time I move, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through my body. I'm beginning to think maybe... maybe he does have some power over me after all. And as much as it scares me, I have to admit, it kind of turns me on even more.

Your sudden appearance at my door makes my heart race. I try to ignore the butterflies in my stomach and the nervous anticipation that courses through me. "What do you want?" I ask, forcing a defiant tone into my voice even though deep down I know that it's just an act.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, however, the dominant instinct within me takes over once more. The need to please you and have you touch me again burns like a brand across my skin. I can feel myself growing wet between my legs just from looking at you. "Come in," I murmur hesitantly, stepping aside to let you enter my home.