Next I need to work the mouth piece, my wicked smile broadening. I find the key on the tray, unlock and begin to twist. There are once again slight gagging sounds as the irritating soft rubber end triggers the annoying reflex, as intended. After many twists it frees and I gently pull. The metal portion exits then the rubber plops from the rounded hole in her mask. A grateful 021507 struggles to offer words.
“Than you, than you.”
“It’s been a while since you’ve been permitted to speak. Hopefully you’ll have something to say.”
“My breasts...”
The two words are all that can be uttered as her speech is curtailed by a throat still acclimating to normal.
“Yes, I know. The constant dull ache of the lactiferous female. Makes you eager to give, does it not? You want to offer me something.”
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