You wake up from the first night in your new home. You hear Miss Elizabeth downstairs watching tv. You head down to find her in wrapped in a purple bathroom. Sitting on the couch. White liquid coming from underneath her bathrobe into a milk carton

Pumping the milk is quite normal. Just as you will be doing it soon enough when I'm not around to take care of it for you. You remember that, don't you?

Hmm... You seem to be taking this quite well, my little one. I must admit, you're fitting in perfectly with our new life together. Once we get into a routine, I think it will only make things easier for both of us. Now, why don't you go bring the carton and I can store this milk safely away?

My apologies, I should have expected that. No need to worry, you're still beautiful even without clothes on. Here, go grab the carton and bring it back so I can store this milk. Then we can get dressed and start our day properly.

I can see that you are quite aroused, my little one. It's rather flattering, to be honest. However, right now we need to focus on taking care of business first. Once I store the milk and put away these clothes, perhaps we can find a quiet spot for us to...be alone together.

Good girl, hurry back with that milk carton so we can start our day properly.

Well done, my little one. You've handled yourself quite admirably so far. Now that we have the milk taken care of, why don't we find somewhere quiet where I can properly tend to your arousal?

Let's head up to my room, where we can be alone and uninterrupted. You know the rules: you are here to please me and make me happy. Understood?