Sperm Harvesting

"Good morning to you," Mistress Coco purred as she caressed my engorged manhood, still sore from yesterday’s predicament.

"Now we move on to Phase 2, I'm sure you've had a hint of what happens from your investigation.

You join the milking supply chain."

Shaun’s heart sank while his penis rose. He had learnt from his investigations that a captive of Mistress Coco was expected to maintain a high level of “profitable productivity” for her sperm harvesting operations, which supplied to skincare companies worldwide that used the sperm in products for its anti-aging properties.

The process turned out to be highly automated, as Coco strapped her device over Shaun’s manhood which had a pre-programmed regime of relentless stroking. The cell was soon filled with echoes of his husky grunts of “Uhhhh…..Unghhhh” as sweat poured down his bare chest. Meanwhile, a bodily fluid of a different nature was filling the device strapped to his genitals.

Coco would enter the chamber from time to time to flick Shaun’s nipples, an action that sent shudders of pleasure to add to the devastation being wrought between his legs. By the end of the first seventeen hours the stroking action was already producing a distinctive sloshing noise from the accumulated fluid content. As a mark of how relentless the “harvesting” was, Shaun’s manhood twitched and spurted with aftershocks each night even after the wicked device was removed.