We'll See

Clara got off of the bed and went over to the milking machine controls, as she turned it on my whole body went rigid as I felt the suction on my cock begin.

The silky tunnel around my cock suddenly constricted and I could feel it stroking my member. I felt my breath catch and suddenly felt like a wild animal caught in a trap.

Clara giggled at me before saying, "Oh, sweetie," she stood beside me in her lingerie, "Just breath, try not to struggle, there is no escape from the milker." She placed one of her hands on my chest, her soft fingers cold against my burning skin.

Clara then pulled out straps to go on either side of the bed and strapped my body down, "They told me these would be necessary, but I didn't think it really would be," she said and gave me one of her devilish smiles, "I thought for sure you'd have more self control."

I instinctively flexed all the muscles in my body as she strapped me to the bed, "Shhh... calm down my love," Clara said, "Jest let it happen, let the machine work your cock."

It was an inhuman experience, constant stroking on all sides, like a thousand sloppy tongues bathing my manhood on all sides. Clara giggled at my struggles, "You're fighting it so hard my love, would it really be so bad?"

She climbed onto the bed and brought her silky smooth thighs over my chest. She brought her head down towards my face, our lips were less than an inch apart, "Would it really be so bad to give in to the milker, to give in to me, to let yourself blow load after load for me?" She kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear now, "Wouldn't it be great to not have to struggle anymore, to just be able to do as you're told, to cum your little brains out."

Her voice became more breathy and she was panting softly, I felt one of her hands run down my chest so she could begin touching herself. "Watching you struggle is hot though," she panted in my ear, "Maybe you should keep fighting the milker."

She sat up and began grinding on my chest, she unbuttoned her underwear revealing her wet pussy, she began pleasuring herself as I writhed beneath her.

The milker kept going and Clara kept masturbating, I held on as I got to the edge, I had lost track of time, all I knew was that I couldn't cum. Clara was not as resigned as I was though, instead she brought herself to orgasm after orgasm, at one point grabbing a dildo in the mold of my cock she had begged me to make and mounting it directly above my own cock.

She rode the dildo and moaned my name, begging me to cum for her, I held on though. The milker kept sucking and fucking and squeezing and kneading. My cock felt like it was on fire, a hose begging to spew, but I wouldn't let it. Clara moaned and rode on top of me, she looked down at me with hungry eyes.

I wasn't sure how much time had passed but I hoped we had made it quite a ways by this point because I wasn't sure how much longer I would last. After another orgasm Clara got off of me, I was soaked with her juices, she lay beside me one leg draped over me and her hand stroking me chest.

"You're such a stud," she panted in my ears, "I bet you could last the whole hour even with everything stacked against you." She licked at me ear, "which is why I cheated."

I looked over at her and she met my gaze with an impish grin, "I wanted to get you a little worked up before I started the timer for my little challenge," she climbed off of me and stopped the milker, I panted as my cock throbbed and dribbled out precum. "I wanted to give the aphrodisiac's time to kick in properly."

"Now," she lifted up a time set for one hour, "We'll start the timer and I'll turn the milker back on, only this time it won't be on the lowest setting."

She started the milker again and I fought it for a time, I could feel the aphrodisiac coursing through my veins as my sensitivity increased. My toes curled and then Clara giggled again and I saw her pick up a remote.

"This is the power control for the milker," She held up a black remote with two buttons and an analog number at the top, the number read '1'. "It's currently at the lowest setting, Ava was sure no man could last on even the lowest setting but I knew better."

She lay down beside me again as I moaned into the gag, "The milker never grows tired or too sensitive, it will always milk you at whatever setting I put it at, it goes up to 10."

I began begging as I felt the cum building more and more just behind my cock, my balls were overflowing by now. Precum was dripping into the tube the milker was filling.

"Ohhh," Clara said mockingly, "I can't understand a thing your saying lover," she kissed me on my ear, "Are you saying you want me to turn it up?"

I began shaking my head rapidly but she just said, "Okay my love," she giggled at my predicament, "Whatever you want."

She let me watch as she pressed the up button twice making the control read '3' instead of one. I felt the milker increase it's pace and suction. It tightened around my cock and I threw my head back.

I couldn't fight anymore and Clara knew it, "Yes! Give it to me baby," she kissed my cheek and held my head to her breasts, "Give me every last drop!"

I blew my load and moaned into the gag, enduring all of the erotic sensation at once, my cock pulsed and strained shooting my load. It was like a pipe that was too small for the water pressure, a steady stream of my gooey sperm coated the tube of the milker, wave after wave of seed.

I panted into the gag and Clara finally undid the gag.

"I.. I... I came," I panted out, "turn it off."

Clara only giggled, "Oh silly, look." She pointed at the glass tube I had pumped my sperm into, "You're load only filled it a little bit, and you lost the challenge, I'm going to milk you unit it's completely full."

I strained against my restraints and the milker kept going on my tortured cock, "Please, I can't."

"Hey, hey," Clara said, "Calm down baby, there's no point in resisting," She refastened the gag on my mouth again, "I'm gonna break you with this milker, I'm gonna turn you into my perfect little pet, to be used, and abused, over and over and over again."

I moaned into the gag and she increased the milker's power again. She only giggled at my silent pleading and stood. She pressed play on the TV in our bedroom, it played porn of men being milked by beautiful women.

"I'll be back before too long lover," Clara said as she opened the door to our room, "For now I'll leave you with the milker on it's highest setting." I felt the power of the milker increase again and again. It **** another load out of me as I struggled.

"Bye for now my love," Clara said she closed the door leaving me alone with the milker and the porn.