Get milked. After some .

Miia then suddenly looked at Cerea deviously."You're still a cheater... Should I tell Master one of his sex slaves is taking advantage of the simple nature of another?"

"...thou wouldn't dare..." Cerea glared at Miia.

"I dunno... I COULD be incentivized to "forget" what happened..." Miia teased, giving Cera a coy smile.

"...'tis ****, what thou are suggesting," Cerea huffed, crossing her arms under her generous breasts.

"Oh, **** is SUCH and ugly word..." Miia grinned, still being coy. "I prefer the term, "Info negotiation...""

"...name thy price for thy silence," Cerea caved reluctantly.

"I'm sure I'll come up with something soon enough... Just know that you owe me!" Miia grinned victoriously.

Despite her hesitation to write a blank check, Cerea just grumbled. "Bested by a literal snake..."

"Papi's done!" Papi called to Cerea.

"Good. Now Ms. Smith, come over here. My breasts are getting full of milk once more, and I require thy services."

Smith immediately strode over, and latched onto a nipple. She began sucking, and Cerea moaned as she felt her tit being drained.