<strong>Emma</strong><br/><br/>She never thought the time would come that he would actually grant her a request, bit there he was sliding that god forsaken hunk of iron off her head. Emma took in a few deep breaths, she felt free to breathe. The air felt cooler without the metal surrounding her, it was a godsend.<br/><br/>Her hair was still damp with sweat, but she could live with that now that helmet was off. He eyes closed as she listened to him speak of her milk. She blushed in the darkness, feeling some shame that she was indeed full of sweet milk for him to drink. She knew with that success, she would probably be injected over and over so he could suckle on her tender breasts.<br/><br/>"Oh yes this is so much better", she managed to mutter with the tube still in her throat. Hopefully she would earn him taking that out too, her throat was quite sore from it now. One thing at a time though, Emma was just glad that heavy metal helmet was off her head.