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*Admittedly, these techniques are a favourite of mine to treat my partner. Having them melt and whither in my hands gives me a sense of power like none other. I hope you’re able to follow along with your own hands as you read. Enjoy ?*
Attached to the housing for our studs are the milking rooms. Occasionally, there aren’t enough females in heat that day to breed each stud. Regardless, each stud must discover release each day. Their selective breeding has brought about significantly higher levels of testosterone and semen. Without the release, they grow uncomfortable and encouraged in the groin.
The discomfort, along with the heightened emotions brought by hormones can cause studs to become aggravated and aggressive with each other. They are forbidden from self-gratification, as we collect their samples and auction them to the highest bidder. Adding new blood to other breeding programs can greatly affect their success, especially from premium lineage such as our own.
The milking rooms are simple and clinical. A small, office size space with off-white walls. Beyond that, each will have some variations based on how the Milker assigned to that room has chosen to have it assembled. The only requirement we have is that safety measures are implemented to protect the Milker from overly willing studs. This particular room is near empty under the stark, white lights. On one wall, the door. On the other is an ensemble of 4 restraints to contain the studs arms and legs in an open “star” position anchored deep into the walls. In front of the restraint system in a simple rolling office chair sits our waiting Milker. They have a single side table beside them, with any devices they have been approved to use with the studs.
Prior to being assigned a room, the Milkers are trained and tested in Lingam massage ways and learn basic self-defense.
Studs over time explore numerous Milkers rooms. They learn each Milkers techniques and pressure, often finding a preference among them. As extra enticement (and a little healthy competition), each Milker receives bonus compensation per ml of specimen collected through their workday.
The Milker quietly tinkers with paperwork on their table when the door glides open. Beyond it, a stud enters the room, appearing mildly aggravated. He wears only a towel, tied around his waist, concealing his already engorged cock. He runs his hand through his shaggy damp blond hair. He must have come straight from the showers. He gives the Milker a curt nod, the Milker has a cheeky grin. He has been to them several times before, our Milker knows how to get their extra compensation with him.
The stud closes the door behind him, and drops the towel from his hips. Without hesitation, his cock springs from its hold. The milker stands and opens their arm, gesturing for the stud to assume their position in front of the restraints. The stud walks over stiffly cock swaying with each step, clearly in some discomfort from his current situation. With his back pressed against the cool wall, he opens his arms wide and the Milker applies the first restraint to their wrist.
Once the second wrist is secured, the Milker sensually drags their finger tips along the studs arm. Sending a cascading shiver of goosebumps in its wake. The stud exhales a sigh and shifts his weight on his feet. This is a bold move by the Milker, as our stud isn’t fully restrained yet. The Milker has established some trust with this stud though and the stud also seems to enjoy how they like to push boundaries.
The Milker drops to their knees between the studs legs and gently grasps the left ankle. They apply pressure to encourage the stud to open his leg to the first ground restraint, the stud complies. They then move to the right side, the stud has already aligned his second leg to the restraint and is once again shifting his weight from foot to foot in anticipation. The stud is now fully secured and ready for treatment. The Milker reaches into the top dresser drawer and pulls out the clear collection sleeve. They full it with several pumps of lube, using their fingers in the small holes to ensure the entire entrance is prepared. Finally, they place a warmer within the sleeve.
The Milker leans over and puts several pumps into their hands then returns to the floor. Still on bent knees they sit on their ankles and look up at the studs engorged cock. The shaft is long and erect, the veins beneath his skin flicker slightly with his rising pulse. His cocks head is red, almost swollen, and shiny from the extra tension. His testicle lay low and heavy, still dewy from his shower. His belly rises and falls in short, quick breaths.
The Milker pushes several pumps of lube into their hands and spreads it between their fingers, warming it for him. They lay their left hand at the base of the shaft to steady it. The right hand reaches for his cock head. The Milker softly pinches the studs cock head between their thumb and index finger. Tracing the lube slowly from frenulum to tip. Up and down, beginning the massage with the gentlest of touches. Then, using the same two fingers they swirl around the sensitive tip, rolling the head between their fingers for several moments.
The stud exhales a yearning sigh, and pushes his hips forwards, willing for more stimulation. The Milker changes tactics by creating a tight circle with their index and thumb. Then, they place their hand at the cocks tip and let the stud push just the head through their fingers, opening the distance between their fingers to allow his cock to barely fit through. The Milker repeats this several times, opening and closing their fingers while the head slides through. Gradually, they let the cock slide further and further through them. Until the strokes caress his cock all the way to the hilt.
The milker closes their right hand fingers around the shaft in a fist and begins to offer long, lazy strokes along the stud. Ther left hand releases the durability grip on his shaft, and instead tenderly scoops his balls into their palm. They start rolling and cradling his balls between their thumb and fingers, cautions not to cause more discomfort as their swollen state is quite tender. The stud groans and closes his eyes. Pumping his hips subtly in rhythm with the Milkers strokes.
The Milker picks up the pace and adds some additional tension. They stroke the cock at an even tempo for several moments. When the stud begins breathing deeply in pleasure, they slow down again. Releasing the balls, the left hand goes back to his shaft for stability, while they take his cock head in the entirety of their palm. Sweeping their well-lubed palm in slow circles around the head, occasionally allowing him to push through their tight fingers again.
They then release the left-handed hold from the base and use it to also stimulate his cock. With alternating hands, the milker shapes open fists and pushed his cock through them, one after another over and over. They twist their hands as his rock-hard cock twitches between the layers of pleasure. He groans in frustration, looking down at the Milker now and presses into his restraints. He tries to fuck their hands harder, but the milker knows a long, slow burn will earn them the greatest reward.
The milker releases their left hand, and it resumes its position at the base of his cock. The right now stradles his balls. Pulling down on them gently while massaging them between their fingers. A coy smile tips the corner of the Milkers cheek, as they look up at the studs heavy, lustful eyes. He groans and flutters his hips as the milker grins wider and opens their mouth.
Their long tongue reaches for the cocks head, lapping repeatedly from frenulum to tip. The milker is rewarded with a feint dribble of clear precum, which they eagerly suck straight from his hole. The Milker then softly sucks the entirety of his head into their mouth. Moving up and down slightly so just his head glides in and out, between their lips. They pause for a moment with the cocks tip in their mouth, and use the opportunity to swirl their tongue around the head.
Slowly, inch by inch the Milker bobs up and down, lubricating the length of the shaft and taking more in with each pass. The studs cock dances in their mouth with need, pulsing up with each deeper stroke. The Milker sucks, while gliding up and down through the entirety of his shaft. The stud becomes more aggravated, grabbing onto the chains of the wall, despite to fill any hole made available to him.
The Milker makes eye contact again, and the studs breathing hitches, releasing a larger dribble of precum that coats the back of the Milkers throat. The Milker increases their speed, now sucking and bobbing fervently along the stud’s shaft. Drool begins to escape from the Milkers mouth and dribble down their chin and onto the hand working his balls. The stud groans and pumps harder against the Milkers mouth. His knuckles white from the death grip he has on his chains.
The Milker swiftly releases the cock from their mouth and grabs it with their right hand, continuing to stroke in the same vicious rhythm. With the left, they reach onto the table top and pull the sleeve from warmer for the final collection. The stud knows. He knows that the time for teasing and play is done. It’s the permission he needed before giving into the pleasure.
The studs breathing deepens, his brows pressed together and lips parted. The hills and valleys of his neck become prominent with tension. The Milker takes the clear sleeve and presses the cock through its tiny, collection hole. The stud growls in excitement, thrusting himself into it so intensely the Milker now needs two hands to support the collection sleeve. The stud rams the sleeve over and over. Lube glistens along the flesh of his maxed-out red cock.
Finally, the stud groans loudly and he shoves his cock as far as he can into the sleeve. His ass muscles clenched tight and he pumps the collection sleeve full of his seed. The collection bag at the end fills as streams of cum erupt from him, the tremors explode like fireworks through his body. His balls, so tight as they strain to empty into the sleeve.
His breathing slows and head drops, but he remains in the sleeve for several more moments, savoring. Small pulses of cum still dribble from his cock. The Milker puts a downward angle on the sleeve to ensure every drop makes its way into the collection bag. Slowly, the stud heaves a heavy sigh and withdraws his cock from the sleeve.
The Milker removes the collection bag, ties it and sets it on the table. They then tenderly wipe the stud clean and removes the restraints. The stud, dazed, carefully walks to his towel and bends to pick it up with shaky legs. He ties it around his waist, nods to the Milker and exits the collection room.
NSFW: yes
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