The Club

Chapter 8 – Milking

An hour later, I was lying exhausted on the bed. My room was now just an arrangement of different sex furniture and kept locked at all times from prying eyes. It was time for my main milking session. There was always one session a day that was more ritualized than others. Mr. Savage announced he had something new he wanted to try and put my leash on taking me to his room. A new contraption was now in the place of where one of his bookcases had been. He gave me a guided tour of it explaining it was something that he and Frank had been working on together.

“You are placed here up on the table for easy viewing. Some foam for your lovely knees for a little comfort. This pole here has a strap for your waist to minimize your movement. This strap here is for your head my darling. These here restrain your legs and hands. You are held firmly in the kneeling position, firmly because of this.” He had pointed out each feature carefully and clearly was enjoying my increasing state of arousal at each feature.

“I am sure this caught your eye. While your breasts are pumped, this machine here, a compact fucking machine, will fuck your tight little cunt and can also fuck your ass; it has this handy double penetration arm. It also has an attachment for a wand. So I can be at my desk here working, or on the bed relaxing and the machine can do its work.