She is in front of you now, above you, gazing down- sometimes smiling, sometimes angry. It doesn't matter, she can do whatever she wants. You are weak in her presence. Trembling, you feel yourself shrink beneath her. Whatever her mood, however she treats you, you accept it. She is your goddess and you long only to worship her, to feed from her. Her breast is exposed now. She offers it to you, drawing you closer to the nipple. This glimpse is is the last thing she allows you to see.
"Come to Mommy" she says, pulling you the final few inches in towards her breast. Now you are against her, your head is enveloped, surrounded by her soft, warm, darkness. Instinctively, submissively, your mouth opens and you latch on. You nuzzle contentedly like an infant as her warm, sweet milk begins to flow. You swallow contentedly as her free hand reaches between your legs. She is in charge now. You belong to her... completely.