The New Slave Ch. 31

"You like what you see?" she asked him, almost as if she were worried about her looks.

"Yes, very very much. You are a beautiful young woman," he answered her truthfully. She leaned down and kissed him again, on the lips, a long lingering kiss. She stood up and walked over to a closet, pulling out a lab coat. She quickly placed it loosely over her nude form.

"Sometimes, males tend to get a little messy. And sometimes, I get cold," she said with a slight laugh. He didn't mind, the coat was open and he could see almost all of her tan body.

"I found a long time ago, that the more aroused a male is, the more milk that I can get out of him. A male is easy to jack off, but to get the really thick juicy loads; a girl has to go a little farther. Do you like how far I've gone, so far?" she asked a big smile on her face.

"How could I not like it? Have you ever looked into a mirror?" he asked her seriously. He didn't know why, but he was finding himself emotionally involved with a very young woman that was about to make his genitals, her science project.

"I think that it's time to milk you," she said smiling at him. She moved around behind him, pulling up a rolling chair. She maneuvered in between his outstretched legs. She placed both of her hands on the insides of his thighs, letting him know that she was behind him. Glancing down, she could see that he was fully erect, his cock pointing downward. "Just relax, I have some prep work to do on you," she said softly.

She reached below the table and flipped a switch, causing a portion of the exam table to rise upward. Ross jerked, startled by the movement of the table. The portion of the table, directly under his hips and butt, rose up about 6 inches, propping his butt up higher than the rest of his body. In this position, his butt was raised, almost as if he were being prepared for an enema. Also in this position, his openly displayed genitals were more exposed and open to her attention.

"It's pretty obvious that you actually did like what you were seeing," she said, reaching down and gently grasping his hard cock.

"I wasn't trying to make points. I was being honest. You do have that effect on me," he answered her.

"Well, let's see just how much effect I have on you. And in this case, affect is measured in ounces," she said as she prepared her tools.

"Relax. This will feel a little bit cold on you," she said to him. She took several 4x4 gauze pads and soaked them into the cold antiseptic. She then grasped his cock and began to rub the cold solution into his skin. He winced slightly, feeling the cold fluid being rubbed on him. Even though she was applying a cold liquid wash to his cock and balls, he was immediately showing her his arousal. He was rock hard within seconds. She continued to gently rub the antiseptic into his cock and ball sack.

"This ensures that no germs or bacteria contaminate your load," she said nonchalantly. She then took a large sterile towel and wrapped it around the aroused organs, holding it tightly to warm him up. The temperature in the room was already approaching 'hot' in order to keep the skin of his cock and balls soft and pliable. She wanted him to be warm. She was going to encase his entire ball sack inside of the clamshell. It would be easier if his sack were soft and pliable. His cock was a different story.

"A lot of what I'm going to do to you will become uncomfortable, sooner or later. I will make it pleasurable for as long as I can. It's not up to me, but actually, it's up to your body, your cock and balls. Every man is different, and today, we'll find out just how far yours are willing to go," she said as she continued holding the towel against the fresh and clean skin. She could feel his cock's hardness, even through the towel. His sack was immense and still very pliable. Ross just lay still, allowing her to work on him.

"The more aroused you are, the more of a load you will produce. This machine is capable of taking more out of you than any of your past sexual experiences. To some degree, it is unstoppable. It's also been used on slaves, for punishment," she said softly.

"For punishment?" Ross asked, not sure if he had heard her correctly.

"Yes, for punishment. Not long ago, Dr Sherry suspected that some slaves were holding back in their 'production' of milk. She found out that they were jacking off while in their quarters, just to avoid being milked. Some men don't like the machine. When she found out, she had security hook them to the machine and just turn it on," she said, abruptly ending the sentence.

"What do you mean, 'just turn it on?" he asked, a worried tone in his voice.

"Just that. With the slave's cock and balls hooked into the machine, security would turn the machine on and just leave him there, being milked. They would come back sometime later and turn it off, and then empty the catch cylinder. There were some very surprising amounts collected. Usually, it only took one time for the slave to learn his lesson. I can't think of a single male that didn't' immediately stop his solo pleasures," Nikki said, non-chalantly.

"You're kidding? They just left the machine on, collecting his milk?" Ross asked, shocked.

"Sure, it worked great. Since no one was around to monitor the machine, they would turn it to a low setting and just leave it on. The slave's cock would slowly be sucked into the cock cup. Becoming erect in the suctioned cup, they would soon cum, the machine collecting their load. Since they couldn't go soft, the machine would just continue sucking. Eventually the slave would cum again, and again, and again. The machine collected a huge amount of sperm and the male slave learned not to resist the milking. It didn't hurt them as much as you'd think," she said.

"It actually hurt them?" he asked.

"I'm sure that there was some degree of pain involved. Some probably felt a lot of pain; others felt only a small amount. Either way, it was not comfortable. It wasn't so much about pain that I was worried about, but more about damage to their cock and balls. They weren't permanently damaged, but definitely some temporary damage to their bodies," she replied with no emotion.

"Just tell me what you want, I'm more than willing to cooperate," he said, laughing.

"Since it was usually an all night milking, they would leave them hooked up, till I got here, and then I would release them. It was unbelievably messy," she said laughing. "Most of them were swollen so much that I almost had to pry them out of the teat cup. They were huge. A constant suction will definitely cause some huge swelling, especially if it's done all night long. Like I said earlier, it's intense," she said, watching him for a reaction. There was none as he continued to lie still, allowing her to work on his genitals.

"Ok, we're ready. Are you?" she said dryly.

"I'm ready," he replied softly. She reached down between his legs and began to apply lubrication to his already hard cock. She began to work the warmed jelly into him, massaging his cock deeply and firmly with her hands. He could only moan as she worked him.

"I'm applying a lubricant which will help your cock to slide smoothly in the teat cup. You have a very thick and heavy foreskin, which means that I have to make sure and get your cock firmly seated into the teat cup. I don't want your foreskin bunched up or you'll be severely chaffed," she said to him, her hands still doing a deep massage to his throbbing cock.

"No, I don't want any mistakes or accidents either," he said laughing between gulps of air. He was almost in a pant, enjoying the deep massage being done between his legs.

"Ok, try and relax, this is going to feel a little odd," she said. "I'm going to situate your cock into the cup," she mumbled, her attention now focused on her equipment.

Nikki took the smooth metal teat cup and held the open end of it, up against his cock head. With her other hand, she grasped the base of his cock, squeezing it and holding it tightly. She then firmly pushed the teat cup upward, watching as it slowly engulfed his thick organ. His hips jerked upward as he felt the teat cup slowly slide up the length of his shaft. There was a slight 'plop' sound, as the head popped into the silicone-lined sleeve. She held the base tightly as she continued to slide the teat cup, up his shaft. Within a few moments, it was firmly seated against his pubic mound.

"Oh shit, that feels so real," he moaned between gasps. "It feels like a real woman. Only that it feels better, and it's warm," he said, almost in a pant.

"It's pre heated up to 98 degrees. It's supposed to simulate a real vagina, in all aspects. If you think that you've been 'clenched' before, you won't believe what this cup will do to you," she said, almost laughing.

"Ummm," was the only sound coming from him now.

She let go of the teat cup, firmly attached to his fleshy organ. She tugged at it, moving it up and down his shaft several times, testing to see if there was any resistance from inside. Finding that it was a good fit, she turned her attention to the clamshell. She took it from the medical tray and began to coat the silicone lining with the same warmed lubricant.

"Ok, I need you to relax again. This is going to be a completely different sensation, probably enjoyable. But you will feel some pressure on your balls and a slight tugging sensation. Just relax, we'll be through with all of this pretty soon," she said, her focus now on the silicone lining of the clamshell. It was heavily lubricated with a thick jelly. She opened the clamshell wide and held it out, under his huge and dangling ball sack. Using one hand to steady the clamshell, she reached out with her other hand and placed his ball sack flat in the palm of her hand. She placed the clamshell directly under the soft and pliable sack and watched as his balls settled into the open metal device. Holding the clamshell steadily between his outstretched legs, she used her free hand to shake and move his sack around, forcing the two huge balls to settle down into the open clamshell.

"There, how does that feel? Do your balls feel normal, no twists, no bulges pressed up against the lining?" she asked visually examining the filled clamshell.

"I guess it's ok. I don't feel anything except that my balls are laying in a warm glove or something," he replied to her.

"Great. Then it's a good fit. You're going to do great," she said. Using both hands, she slowly closed the clamshell, watching closely to see if any skin could be caught in the opening. Finding that he was firmly planted in the clamshell, she secured the opening and locked it shut. This way, there would be no way that it could open, till she ended the milking session. Gently, she lowered the clamshell till only his sack skin was holding it up from the ground. The weight of the clamshell was completely on his extended and trapped ball sack.

"Wow, that pulls. That thing must be heavy, but it does feel good," he moaned to her. She could see that his sack was pulled down a lot further than it normally would be. The clamshell was a pretty heavy device, especially if the male had oversized balls. And this set was definitely oversized.

"Ok, you did good," she said, standing up and patting him on the butt. His butt was still raised up from the table, looking quite obscene. His legs were spread wide, his butt was high up in the air, his upper body slanted downward, his arms stretched out in front of him, totally restrained, and large shiny metal things were encompassing his genitals. Nikki stepped back behind him, admiring her work. Slaves in this position, hooked up and ready on the machine, was what really got her arousal level perked. She just smiled and quietly slipped her white panties down her long legs. She was already sopping wet. Just getting slaves 'into position' was enough to have her clit swollen and throbbing. It was now time to do something about that little pesky problem. Using one finger, she reached down and gently rubbed the swollen and sensitive clit. Immediately, shivers went through her thighs and lower stomach. She kept her eyes open, looking at the shiny silver and brass mechanical things hanging in between the slave's legs. He was ready and she was ready also.

"Ok, I think you're about to experience something that is like nothing you've ever felt," she said, smiling.

"I'm ready," he said to her, his voice almost shaky as he enjoyed the heavy sensations coming from between his legs.

"Well, let's see just what you've got in those balls," she said, still standing and admiring her creation. She'd come to enjoy what she could do to a male, using the machine on them. She had never physically tried oral sex on a male, or even intercourse. In essence, she was a virgin. But she was an expert when it came to the male's orgasm while on her machine.

"Let's begin," she said smiling.