She will remain a milker.

You deactivate her clitoral augment. The new silence hangs in the air. Both women wait with bated breath.

"****, RISE FOR MY JUDGEMENT."

Tajana rises awkwardly within her restraints onto her knees. The water from the shower head cascades down her well used body. Her eyes study you through her long black hair which falls across her face. Her massive lactating tits rise and fall with each labored breath. She is coated in globs of cum from her aggressive use. She trembles under your gaze.

Alessandra finishes the last touches of her touch up makeup. She leans in eager to capture your proclamation within her logbook. Her cleave spills over her lowcut tank top. Her face is flush with arousal. This display of your power has her worked up. You can smell her wet sex. She shifts awkwardly in her chair as she will need a change of panties.

"YOU WILL REMAIN A MILKER. I EXPECT OVER A DECADE OF USEFUL SERVICE. MAYBE MORE. YOU WILL SPEND MOST OF YOUR DAY ATTACHED TO THE PUMPS PRODUCING MILK FOR THE BENEFIT OF MY HAREM. AFTER YOU RUN DRY, YOU WILL BE RETIRED TO THE OUTER HAREM."

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Tajana wails. She thrashes in frustration within her restraints.

sssssssssssiiiiiiiiiizzZZzzZZZZZZLLLLLLEEE.... CRACK!

You silence her with a punishment shock in her clitoral augment. She yelps and then slumps in her restraints.

You look over and catch your secretary, Alessandra, writing your orders within her notebook. Her mouth is turned up in a crooked smile. You have impressed her with your power. She reaches under her skirt between her legs and pulls out her thong. It is soaking wet with her juices. She calmly walks over to Tajana and gently moves the hair from her face.

"Enjoy your judgement, sssissster!" she hisses at her former peer. She takes her palmed thong and shoves it deep within Tajana's mouth muffling her crying.

She pulls a fresh g-string from her panty from her nearby purse and steps into it. You watch the tiny strand of fabric travel up her long smooth legs and it disappears beneath her tiny skirt. She turns to you with a knowing smile.

The two of you exit out into the hallway and head to your office. Tajana's muffled sobs fade with each step. Guards will collect her and take her to the milking stations deep within your facility immediately.