Shamed and drained

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene.)

“For all your objections, you certainly seem to be enjoying yourself, nurse,” the man gloated. “Perhaps you should be more honest. Tell me how much you’re enjoying this.” He reached forward, grabbing both her arms and pulling them back, dragging Joy’s torso along with them until she was kneeling upright.

Nurse Joy, still shaking through the latter half of her orgasm, answered, “I *AH* think it’s you who’s *OHHHH* e-enjoying THI- hiiissss~!” Barely stammering out her answer, Joy’s lust-laden rebuttal was a pale shadow of her usual quips.

As cock continued to be rammed into her soaking wet cunt, and her arms were held hostage by her partner, there was nothing to stop her tits from bouncing up and down unabated, squirting milk wildly. Joy could only stew in shame as her plush body, usually a source of respite for ailing patients, became a symbol of her submission to an impolite stranger’s cock. Her pussy and tits were leaking in equal measure, and she could no longer hide the slutty wails being surrendered by her mouth. It was quite a fall from grace for the condescending nurse.

The ninja, clearly able to see the sprinkler streams of milk being shot across the grass, asked, “Are you lactating? So you’re a nurse in more ways than one.” Then he chuckled. The first thing resembling emotion from him, and he was laughing at Joy’s lack of control over her lewd body. “Squirting all over my dick, then squirting milk everywhere. What a slovenly woman. You don’t have to confess anything, your body holds plenty of answers.”

Crimson blush was plastered all over Joy’s face, robbing her of any last bits of composure. Hurriedly, she sought to deny the claims. “NO, I-”

“Shut up.”

The man grabbed her hand and covered her mouth with it, while his other hand reached up to her tit. With only a light squeeze from the underside, a full stream of milk began squirting out of her swollen globe. Nurse Joy’s eyes rolled back, and wanton wails shook free from her throat, only to be dampened as they left her mouth. At the same time, her blackmailer began thrusting into her rapidly, forcing more girlcum from her soaked, sensitive cunt. With bliss spreading through her body, the nurse had **** but to surrender fully, and become lost in the pleasure of being screwed senseless and milked like a dairy cow.

As the man approached his climax, Joy wasn’t even paying attention. She had no attention to pay, and was caught completely off-guard when her quim was flooded with hot cum. It quickly triggered another orgasm in the lactating nurse, which she voiced to the heavens as her partner released her hand, only to clamp down on her other boob and squeeze forcefully.

“*NOT FAIR!!!*” she wailed.

Sexual fluids poured out of Joy without restraint, and for all she gave, she received only a stranger’s cum in return. Her nipples throbbed just as hard as her pussy as her precious milk was groped out of her for no other reason than to shame her, and it worked like a debaucherous charm. Joy felt like shockwaves were shaking her entire body, and rightfully so. Even through both their orgasms, the man continued slamming his hips into hers, adding body-quaking thrusts to the overwhelming spasms that already rocked Joy’s body. Under such a sensory barrage, the helpless nurse could only go limp in her defiler’s arms, surrendering a deluge of slutty fluids, and sluttier cries, in the most embarrassing way imaginable. All the while, she was filled to the brim with the semen of a man who had done nothing to earn such release from her. The smug, yet benevolent treatment reserved for her patients, had become a profane payment to stay out of trouble. As the man finished dumping cum into Joy and milking her dry, he let go of her tits and allowed her to flop forward into the milk-coated grass.

Formally finished with the intruding nurse, the ninja wiped his cock clean with Joy’s nurse outfit, then tossed the garment haphazardly onto her still-spasming body. Tucked in for bed after getting her tits milked dry, Joy had experienced a shame that she would undoubtedly take to the grave.