In the office only two of you when the atmosphere seems to be a little charming, through the style of the uniform is not difficult to see, that is exclusively belongs to the army in the senior generals of the specifications, dark-colored uniform with complex pattern above, wearing a variety of personal honor and military personnel related to the medals and ribbons, but at this time, the robust full pectoral muscles are close to the uniform to hold up through the uniform, the uniform's neckline is also slightly open, so that a person for no apparent reason to produce a little beautiful! Reverie ...
The officer's previous meticulous, serious and handsome face was also colored with some anxiety and urgency, some messy hair because of the sweat stuck in his sharp side face and jaw, the beads of sweat on his neck followed the obvious shape of the knot in his throat, slipping down in the slightly open collar ...
I have to say, at this point, the officer looks more like a wet, helpless puppy anxiously waiting for his master to rescue him.
You, on the other hand, look like the heroic owner who showed up at the critical moment and then rescued the officer.
You were amused by your own rich imagination, but you didn't dare to actually laugh, after all, you couldn't do anything to the downtrodden puppy, oh no, the downtrodden officer.
You let out a deep breath trying to keep your composure, "May I?" You asked as you gently fiddled with the collar of the officer's blouse.
He didn't say anything, just looked down and silently unbuttoned himself all the way down. With each button undone, the full to almost exploding pecs stick out a little more, and you can see that the corset straps that are tightly tied around your chest have almost sucked up milky white breast milk, and two large clumps of it have been visibly moistened on the cotton straps ...
"Ahem, it looks like only using the corset type of clothing is still not quite enough, later we may also need to use ... Breast pumps," you can't help but cough a couple times to ease the embarrassment, despite your efforts to suppress your emotions, "if that's acceptable to you."
After hearing your "diagnosis", the officer looks like he has completely given up on himself, he just closes his eyes and says "okay".
Then you began to squat down for the officer in front of you to deal with such a "special case", first of all, the already sucked full of breast milk corset band one by one circle detachment, and then use a clean wet towel to gently wipe off the body of the sweat, and then finally use a breast pump to suck out the breast milk has not been sucked out completely until clean.
The process is such a process, but you haven't done anything like this before, especially in the face of such a high-ranking officer, and apart from the feeling of nervousness and unease, there is more excitement and stimulation both visually and psychologically.
But the officer seems reluctant to face such a scene, he chooses to escape by closing his eyes tightly, and you can only observe his reaction through his slightly fluttering eyelashes and suppressed light panting. His eyelashes flutter lightly twice as he fully undoes and takes down the corset, and he can't help but gasp softly as he scrubs his body with the wet towel, his breathing becoming more rapid ...
It wasn't until you pulled out the breast pump and aligned it, ready to start sucking on it, that he finally opened his eyes, those gray-green eyes that had been ruthless and unforgiving for most of his time on the training ground, but in this moment were filled with helplessness and bewilderment.
"Uh-huh ... Doctor, umm .... Can you ... Gently ..."
His voice is lower than ever when he says this, as if he is finally unable to bear it before "begging" you for mercy.
You can't help but imagine that if the officer had been captured by the enemy, the easiest way to confess would have been with a breast pump.
But you don't show it on your face, instead you respond with gentle words, "It won't hurt much, I'll use the smallest setting, I won't feel anything at all, and if you feel any discomfort I'll stop immediately."
Hearing you finish your sentence, His heart finally settled down and the wide palm that had just lightly gripped your wrist out of nervousness slowly let go.
You then begin to run the machine after flicking the gears, but even the smallest gears are running on sensitive parts of the body, and he soon begins to breathe heavily again, but this time his hands aren't pulling on your wrists any more, but are clutched on the handles of the leather seat, and the backs of his hands soon have a couple of veins visibly bulging out of them, and there's also an uncontrollable soft gasp that you hear that makes you blush a little, but you try to keep your attention on the ongoing treatment rather than the unconscious behavior of the individual patient.
About as long as a century passes, until the tiny breast pump is almost full and no more milk can be drawn. You mentally exhale, finally it's over.
It was then that you realized that although the air conditioning was still on in the office, the coolness coming from the air conditioning didn't seem to have much of a cooling effect on the officer, who was instead sweating even more than he had been when you'd first come in, and you subconsciously took a towel and tried to wipe the sweat off of his face when you were suddenly gripped by his wrist with a firm grip.
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"Ugh!" This time the one who exclaimed out in shock turned out to be you, and you wondered who was sneaking up on who, the two of you.
"Sorry ... I didn't mean to do that, I'm sorry ... I'm sorry if I hurt you ....." He looks even more nervous than he did just now when he was about to start using the breast pump, and his face is even redder.
"It's okay, I'm not hurt. Just was just trying to wipe your sweat off." Now it's you relieving him again.
"Do you still feel any discomfort anywhere?" You took the initiative and asked the patient how he felt about using it. (After all, it would be the first time you've done this too, and curiosity outweighs everything else.)
"No ..... No, it's better than before." He answered in a diminishing voice, and then both of your eyes coincidentally focused on the breast pump that was almost sucking up the white blossom of breast milk.
Hmmm ..... That does beg the question ...