You nod

You nod, giving him permission to strap you on one of those tables.

“Excellent,” Mr. Coleton smiles. “Men, strap her to a bench!” he says, and you can hear the guards laughing as they approach you.

You are lifted from the ground by two people, the dildos removed and your bindings unlocked, and you recognize being strapped to a table, your neck connected to a chain at the front, your elbows and knees connected to O-rings on the legs of the table. Alas, your ballgag is removed, and the tubes of a new milk machine are attached on your breasts.

Immediately, a man starts fucking you in the vagina. And another man presses his cock inside your mouth. The two men keep fucking you, and you groan, with your milk getting sucked out of your breasts. The first man comes in your pussy, then he is replaced by another. Then the second man comes into your mouth. And he is replaced by another person. And they just keep fucking you.

At night, a dildo is pushed inside your mouth, and you gulp up its tasteless contents. You recognize someone cleaning up the mess around you, then your ballgag is relocked, and you are left alone with your thoughts.

That was good. You think to yourself, and you slowly drift into sleep.