Staggering though the lavish entrance of The Golden Pavilion, Alex looked more dead than alive. Barefoot, and wearing nothing more than a simple oversized white tee-shirt which hung dangerously low down his shoulders, Alex was staggering drunkenly forward as the first well-dressed butler approached.
"Appointment with the Lady Blondie," Alex yawned, struggling to stay upright and awake. Large dark circles of pure exhaustion blacked thick rings around his eyes, causing Alex to barely be able to squint enough to keep them open, and the small black pocketbook he was carrying was enough to make him tilt slovenly to one side.
"Lady Blondie? I'm afraid I don't know anyone who works here with that name, young miss?" Stopping a few feet before Alex, the well-dressed butler — Alex's addled and sleep-deprived mind couldn't tell if it was the same one he'd interacted with last time, or not — bowed lightly and apologized.
"Young. Long gold hair. Boobs out to here," Alex emphasized, cupping his hands a foot in front of his chest exaggeratedly. When the well dressed butler only stared at him quizzically raising a single eyebrow, Alex responded exasperatedly with, "The young old lady! You know her," he reminded the man groggily. "She's your boss for goodness sake!"
"Ah! You have an appointment with Madam Goldenheart? My apologies!" Bowing deeply, the butler curtsied heavily in apology. "I'm afraid I wasn't made aware. Please, if you'll follow me this way." Turning, he slowly began to lead the way deeper into the huge auction house, purposely taking his time so that Alex could drunkenly stagger along and keep up.
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Groaning lightly, Alex almost felt as if he was floating atop a sea of marshmallows as he lazily wiped drool from the corners of his mouth after waking up.
"Sleep well, my young lord?" A soft, very feminine voice whispered gently into Alex's right ear.
Turning his head in the direction of the voice, Alex forced his eyes opened and immediately stiffened up. "Ummm…" Completely at a loss for words, Alex could only ogle bewilderedly at the large bare bosom which shamelessly met his gaze.
"Now, now, my dear. There's no need to fight it," the soft, feminine voice whispered tauntingly into his ear. "Sleep until you're rested. Our business can wait as long as you like." A woman's cool fingers gently stroked through Alex's hair, softly tugging his head to rest back between the valley of her huge mounds. "We have an eternity to do business after all," the unknown voice promised him temptingly.
Try as he might, Alex just couldn't force himself to keep his eyes open as sleep drifted like a gentle blanket under the warm motherly smell and temptation encompassing all around him.
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Alex awoke the next time to the sound of soft, gentle humming. Feeling immensely refreshed and relaxed, Alex basked in the moment, refusing to move or open his eyes and accidentally disturb the bliss. Snuggled warmly against the sweetly fragrant softness of a woman's side, Alex felt safely mothered as the lady he was with gently rubbed her hands back and forth, playing softly with his hair.
"Feel better?" Somehow realizing he was awake, even though Alex tried hard not to move or open his eyes, the lady liltingly whispered softly beside him. "If you're hungry, you can eat," she promised warmly. "It'll do you good to fill your stomach with food."
"I am hungry." Stretching lightly, Alex snuggled ever closer against the lady's side, rubbing his cheeks back and forth against the soft marshmallow mountains on her chest. Honestly, if it wasn't for the feeling that there was a black hole gnawing hungrily away in the deepest depths of his stomach, Alex would've probably kept his eyes closed and basked in the moment all day. "What's to eat?" Reluctantly forcing his eyes open, Alex tried to glance around the room in search of substance to fill his stomach .
Completely baffled as to how he got there, Alex realized he was in what was undoubtedly the most luxurious bedroom he'd ever seen in his life. Thick plush pink carpet covered the floor like a layer of ankle-high grass. The bed he was laying upon was large enough for at least a dozen people to sleep comfortably atop, and was trimmed and covered in the finest purple satin sheets that he'd ever imagined in his life.
Beside the bed, on the only side of the room he could see from the position he was lying in, there was a gold-trimmed and ornately engraved desk carved out of solid white marble. Covering the whole wall, proudly prominent behind it, was a blue-silver mirror which his instincts was screaming to him could be nothing less than a pure mithril masterpiece.
And, perhaps the most startling sight of all to greet Alex's eyes, was the beauty who rested so peacefully beside him. Endowed with the most massive set of breasts he'd ever encountered in her life, Alex was absolutely certain that this woman was not the young lady he had came to see. In fact, he was completely positive that he'd never seen this absolute goddess before in his life!! And yet, here he was pressed up tightly against her naked side and using her arm and breast as a pillow!
"Umm…" Alex's mind blanked as he struggled to find what to say.
"Hush," the lady softly chided him, "and eat first. We'll speak after." Gently pulling Alex's head back down, the mysterious beauty guided his lips lightly to her breasts, obviously intending for him to suckle from her large, ripe cherry.
Irresistibly compelled to nuzzle like a newborn, Alex was astonished when the warm taste of honey filled the inside of his mouth, rather than milk. Sweeter than anything he'd ever tasted before, the thick viscid liquid in his mouth was more reminiscent of warm and gooey taffy than it was any sort of watery milk.
"It's called Ambrosia by some," the motherly woman assured him, gently pulling Alex's head back down when he tried to pull away questingly. "Hebenon by others," she laughed melodiously, seeming amused by the name. "Regardless, it won't be of harm to one as great as you," she assured Alex warmly.
"In fact, it may even help with your condition," the lady whispered teasingly in Alex's ear.
"You know of my condition?" Sitting upright, Alex turned to stare directly into the beautiful golden eyes of the woman beside him. "This…. Your milk," he hesitated involuntarily as hope danced wildly in his eyes. "It'll help with my condition?"
"Undoubtedly," the lady assured him, returning his intense gaze with her gentle one.
"NOM!!" Without another word, Alex turned and wildly assaulted her breast, sucking and squeezing as if his very existence depended upon it!
Laughing melodiously, the lady simply smiled and gently caressed his hair and forehead, no matter how rough or intense Alex's frenzied feeding became.