Got Milk? Pt. 04

I wasn't very pleased with how this part turned out originally, and a few drafts later I'm still not all that satisfied, but I figure I should still post it.

Contains: male on futa, a futa woman with horns (i.e. a holstaur), prostate fingering, breast milking, chastity, and hormone use.

When there was a knock on her door a few minutes after six, Mattie was sitting on her bed, as ready as she could possibly be. She sprung up and opened the door, forcing a smile onto her face.

"Hi..."

"Hey," Jake said, with a much more natural smile. He came in and set a box down on her desk, waving her to take a seat on her bed as he sat in the chair. "So, how was your first day?"

"Good," Mattie said, not quite able to meet his gaze.

"Make any friends?"

"Um... Rose. And Kayla, I guess."

He nodded. "Rose is a nice girl. A little different than the others, but that comes with being the youngest. Anyone give you trouble?"

"Well... no, not really."

"You can tell me," Jake said. "It's my job to take care of you here, and that means your mental health as well. We've had issues with bullying before. Nothing serious, but sometimes they don't treat the newbies as well as they should."

"I'm okay... It was just Kayla being, um..." Mattie faltered, but her blush spoke for her. Jake relaxed.

"Ah, I understand. She likes to tease, but she's not malicious. If she's crossing a line, let her know and she'll back off."

Like that would be so easy. Jake seemed to read her mind.

"Or if you're a little tongue-tied in the moment, tell me later and I'll give her the message. She'll understand. Anything else you want to talk about?"

Mattie shook her head.

"Then let's get to business." He gave her a rueful smile. "Time for more very personal questions. I know you love those. Did you bring any toys from home?"

Quite a lot of her personal belongings were sitting in her friend's garage, but her embarrassing collection had made it into a suitcase. She nodded, feeling her face warm.

"Alright, good. I won't ask you to unveil them just yet, but be aware I'll want to try them out in the future. Have you used them with a partner before?"

"N-No," Mattie mumbled. Her mind was suddenly filled with intrusive thoughts. Like Jake filling her up with a dildo— oh God, or something much more real than a dildo...

"We'll take it slow, then," Jake said, unfazed by the crimson in her cheeks. "And I'll say it now: always, always let me know if you don't like something I'm doing or plan to do. This is about your enjoyment."

She nodded weakly, trying to keep her imagination under control. He opened the box on the desk.

"I've got some brand-new toys here. All high quality. I'm guessing you'd rather not browse with me looking over your shoulder, so I'll leave it for you to look over when we're done here. You can take what you want and leave the box next to your door. For now..."

Jake set out a pill bottle and a familiar clear plastic shape on the desk. Mattie stared.

"There's your custom chastity cage, and these are the hormones you'll be taking. One pill a day to start with. You can expect your breasts to be tender after a few days and noticeably bigger after a week or two. Your milk and semen output will increase significantly, and so will your libido."

Mattie swallowed heavily, remembering Kayla's desperate arousal on the day of her interview. That had been the result of these hormones.

"The effects are temporary, but long-lasting," Jake said. "We ramp you up slowly and let you down slowly if you end up going off them. You can expect some mood instability and occasional nausea and discomfort in the first month. If it gets bad, tell me. Don't tough it out. There are alternatives, and they work better for certain holstaurs. Okay?"

"Okay," Mattie said in a small voice. He knocked out a pill from the bottle and handed it to her with a water bottle. It went down easily, and she took a few more sips for her dry mouth.

"Now, ready for a milking?"

Mattie bobbed her head, perhaps a little too enthusiastically, and Jake chuckled.

"Get undressed for me, then."

She sat frozen for a moment before he turned to get some things out of the box. As much as she wanted this—and God she wanted this—the thought of stripping under his stare still made her stomach do flips. Her clothes piled on the ground as her heart drummed double time, making her stiff cock throb. She couldn't bear to look at him when she was done.

"Good," Jake said, his voice soft. "I'll help you up."

His hand on her arm was more than a courtesy when Mattie was trembling uncontrollably. The coolness of the milking frame felt good on her flushed skin as she settled into the supports, trying to take steady breaths. Jake made a few adjustments to make it better fit her before resting a hand on the small of her back.

"I'd like to try something. I know it's only your second milking, so if you want to take it slow we absolutely can, but prostate stimulation can be a big boost for the holstaurs who like it."

Mattie swallowed hard, shivering under his touch. The best orgasm she'd ever had while playing with herself was with a little plug that stimulated her perfectly. She couldn't imagine what Jake was capable of.

"What do you think?" he asked. "Do you want to try it?"

"Yes," she whispered, her eyes squeezed shut.

"Have you cleaned yourself out recently?"

Mattie nodded, biting her lip till it turned white. The 'just in case' part of her preparation turned out to have been very worth it.

"Good," Jake said. "I'll still use a glove, but you should make that a habit before milkings."

Her cock twitched and drooled as she listened to him put on a disposable glove, and she barely stopped herself from gasping when warm fingers wrapped around her length and stroked her a few times.

"You're very ready for me," Jake murmured. "That's good."

Fast, shallow breaths were all she could manage as he rolled a condom over her length. His hand shifted around her, trailing over her thigh and ass, and a bottle popped open with a click.

"I'll go slow. Just relax for me."

Then there was slick, insistent pressure at her rear that made her tense and clutch the milking frame. Jake rubbed her back as she tried to exhale.

"Easy, easy..."

Mattie gasped as his fingertip—bigger than hers—slipped inside. Her body tried to reject it, but he went deeper, making her squirm. Her cock throbbed, ignored. There was a brief respite for more lube, then he pushed inside her again, almost his entire digit. It was an incredibly strange feeling to have someone else inside her. She clenched against the intrusion, twisted against the frame, but she was helpless... helpless under his control...

A tiny, horrifically embarrassing moan escaped her when he touched the right spot. Mattie clamped a hand over her mouth—just in time, as he added another slick finger that made her inhale sharply. He worked into a slow rhythm, pump, pump, pump, occasionally curling his digits to stroke the spot that made her cock twitch and drip pre into the condom. After a while, he pulled his fingers out entirely and she nearly whined.

"How did it feel?" Jake asked quietly.

"Good," Mattie whispered. She felt empty without him. "R-Really good..."

"Okay. I'll keep going."

He moved the stool behind her and adjusted her leg rests to be further apart. Mattie only realized why when he began to stroke her cock and finger her at the same time, pulling out another moan that slipped past her hand.

"S-Sorry," she muttered, fire in her cheeks.

"It's alright," Jake said with amusement. "The rooms are soundproofed. You're not going to bother anyone unless you're screaming. And... I like to hear you enjoying it."

As if encouraging her, his fingers rubbed her prostate at the same time he completed a stroke, sending a bolt of pleasure through her nerves. She couldn't help but moan again under the dual stimulation, and he didn't let up. Mattie squirmed and panted, clutching the handles of the frame, every anxious concern overwhelmed by the stroke-rub-stroke-rub-stroke-rub. There was no time to be embarrassed when every moment under his hands felt fucking incredible. That heaviness and tension in her cock built up, and up, and up...

She tried to say something, to moan something, to make any sort of coherent noise of warning. All that came out was a low, hoarse cry as ecstasy gripped her body. She spasmed around Jake's fingers and spurted under his hand, again, and again and again and again until her legs were cramping, shaking, weak enough to give out. It was all she could do to drag in ragged gasps of air. Jake slipped his fingers out of her, and she managed to focus her eyes as he crouched in front of her.

"You okay?"

"M'mmm," was what came out of her mouth, but he relaxed anyway.

"You came really hard," Jake said, a tinge of mirth to his voice. "Is that normal?"

"No," Mattie mumbled. "All you..."

"Well, that's a nice ego boost," he chuckled. "You alright to get milked?"

She nodded slightly. Her body had all the strength of a wet noodle. Laying here and relieving her milk-heavy breasts in the afterglow sounded amazing. Jake removed the now-bulging condom from her softening cock and set it to the side before taking the hand pump from his belt.

"Been milking yourself?"

"Mmhmm..." Mattie hummed. It had seemed like a good idea to prepare for her new job, and her interview had... given her a new appreciation for it.

It only took a few squeezes for the suction to start drawing milk, and she let out a tiny gasp. The feeling wasn't quite as intense as the automated milker, but it still felt good, better than when she did it to herself. The hypnotic flexing of Jake's muscles as he pumped didn't hurt, either...

Mattie blinked, surprised to find her eyes drifting shut as the minutes wore on. Jake glanced up and grinned.

"I don't mind if you fall asleep on me. Kayla does sometimes."

Mattie couldn't help but smile as she imagined that literally, the big holstaur snoring on top of Jake. Actually... It would be nice to lay her head on his chest, drift to sleep with the sound of his heartbeat... His hands tracing her hair, and over her bare skin...

A gentle touch on her shoulder made her eyes shoot open again, suddenly aware of how time had been passing. Jake held up a plastic bottle of milk for her inspection.

"Wow..." Mattie said. There was quite a bit more than what she'd managed at home.

"That's pretty good for a first milking," he said. "Now, for the seals. They're simple."

He set the bottle aside and pressed the end of a thick cylinder over her nipple. She could feel that the inside was concave and cool, and there was a brief sensation of tightness as he hit a button.

"These'll stop any leaking. They've also got an ointment on them that soothes any soreness or irritation you might experience."

Jake moved to her other breast, leaving behind a black seal that covered her nipple and areola. Curious, Mattie reached down and rubbed the material. She could hardly feel the touch, but the tenderness she felt after being pumped was already starting to fade.

"They also prevent unauthorized milking," Jake added. "Don't try to peel them. The adhesive is meant to only come off with the tool."

He stood up, leaving both her breasts sealed away. The thought sent odd thrills up her spine—ones that only increased when Mattie realized where Jake was going.

"Have you worn a chastity cage before?"

She swallowed hard, shaking her head. The shivery excitement from earlier was returning in waves. He knelt in front of her and took her cock in a gentle grip; despite her earth-shaking orgasm not long before, it twitched in his grasp.

"It's not so bad," Jake said. "I wore one for a while to get a sense of what you go through."

Mattie could feel his hands and the touch of plastic, but she couldn't see what he was doing to her. She craned her neck down, trying to get a glimpse. "What... What, um..."

"Mostly it's just uncomfortable when you get hard. These ones are fitted, so it shouldn't hurt." He grabbed the lube bottle and added some cool gel to her shaft. "It might wake you up once or twice, but you get used to it after a few nights... There we go."

There was a click. Jake stood up to reveal the cage neatly trapping her dick. Mattie stared down, squirming as her length tried and failed to swell in the confined space.

"Feel okay? Pinching anywhere?"

"Um..." It didn't hurt, but it didn't exactly feel good. The tremors of excitement running through her weren't helping her make sense of the new feeling. "I'm... I'm okay."

Jake offered his hand, and she gratefully accepted the help in climbing down from the milking frame. Her knees were a little wobbly as she stood in front of him, naked except for the patches on her nipples and the cage on her cock. He smiled as he looked her over.

"Now you look the part. Congratulations on finishing your first day."

Hopefully this ended up being all right. I'd like to write more eventually, but I'm not quite sure where to take it. Ideas and feedback are greatly appreciated.