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Chapter 16 by Loopylemonbrick Loopylemonbrick

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John’s Demise

John hung suspended in a sensory void, no sight or sound to orient him, his restraints the only thing anchoring him to some sense of place. Every iota of consciousness was focused on the sensations of his cock being slowly milked.

The stimulation kept John erect and excited. Normally during sex there’s an ebb and flow of excitement, hills and valleys. But this machine prevented his arousal from ever decreasing, dragging him up higher and higher. Apprehension turned to dread, then excitement, desire, lust, and then desperation. The milking continued relentlessly for hours.

John’s sanity was nearly gone, mind overcome with **** need. But no amount of bucking or moaning through the gag could persuade the emotionless machine to have mercy. John didn’t even know what sort of mercy he wanted more: for the machine to speed up or to stop? At the beginning, it had been leisurely, leaving several seconds between strokes. That was hours ago. Turn it progressed to continuous stroking, taking several seconds to go up and then down his shaft but never stopping. Now it was completing a stroke every second, the suction significantly stronger now.

Then the machine stopped. John howled with **** need, thrashing, struggling, crying out. It was useless. The suction kept him hard but no stimulation was to be had.

Something pressed against his ass again. Involuntarily he relaxed just long enough for the dildo to penetrate him, and then he regained control of his muscles again. But no clamping or struggling could dislodge it. He could feel a body at the other end of the invader. Hands once again gripped his thighs for leverage. The dildo pulled back, but not far enough to exit.

In the exact same instant, the milking machine went into overdrive as Lauren thrust the strap on back into him, and resumed fucking him fast and hard. The feeling of being fucked while being milked was beyond anything John had ever imagined, let alone actually experienced.

He wanted to cum. He was slamming against the summit of orgasm but that damn magic stopped him from going over the edge.

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