Chapter 3: Rising Action
.I realized then that their batteries were powered by cum. They fed off it like vampires fed off blood. They were cum-sucking machines, designed to drain every last drop from their victims. The Captain climbed off me, her metallic body gleaming with my cum. She licked her lips, a satisfied smirk on her face. "Delicious," she purred.
"You taste even better than I imagined." She leaned down, her glowing eyes locked onto mine. "And now, it's my turn to fuck you senseless."
I gulped, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched her climb back onto the table, straddling my hips once again. Her massive cock was still rock hard, glistening with lubricant as she positioned herself above me.
She smirked, her metallic fingers gripping my hips tightly. "Like what then, human? You want me to be gentle?"
I nodded, my eyes wide with desperation.
"Anything you want," I gasped out.
The Captain's smirk only widened as she reaches down between us and grabs my cock again. This time she strokes it slowly, deliberately, making sure I'm ready for what she has planned.
"Look at this," she says, her voice low and husky as she lifts my cock up so I can see it. "Pathetic little thing trying to make itself look big."
I groan in frustration but can't deny that she's right. My cock is hard again now that she's touching it, but it's still small compared to hers.
"Fuck you," I growl as she continues to stroke me.
"You think that's all it takes? You think I'm some kind of toy for you to play with?"
The Captain chuckles, a cold metallic sound that sends shivers down my spine. "You're right," she says, releasing my cock and climbing off the table. "It won't do." She walks over to a nearby console and presses a few buttons.
Suddenly, the room is filled with the sound of whirring gears and clanking metal as small robots begin to emerge from hidden compartments in the walls. They cluster around me, their glowing eyes locked onto my naked body.
"What are these?" I ask, trying to sound brave but failing miserably.
They're tiny compared to the Captain and her crew but they're still intimidating.
The first robot scuttles up onto the table and climbs onto my chest. It's about the size of a small dog, with a sleek metallic body and glowing eyes that seem to pulse with a sickening light.
"You're pathetic," it coos, its voice like nails on a chalkboard. "Don't worry, though. We're not going to hurt you... much."
It leans down and licks my chest with a long, cold tongue that sends shivers down my spine. Then it moves lower, its tongue flicking out to lick at my nipples before moving even lower still.
I can feel its cold metal breath against my cock, and I tense up, waiting for what comes next.
"Relax," the Captain says, her voice a low purr. "They're just going to help you get ready for me."
I take a deep breath and try to relax as the robot's tongue flicks out again, this time wrapping around my cock. It's cold and wet, and it sends a shiver down my spine as it begins to move up and down my shaft.
"Fuck," I groan, my hips bucking slightly as the sensation becomes too much to bear.
The robot hums in approval, its tongue moving faster as it sucks me off.
I can feel the vibrations running through my cock, and it's almost too much to bear. I groan, my hands fisting in the sheets beneath me.
"Fuck, that feels good," I pant, my eyes locked onto the Captain's glowing ones.
She smirks, her metallic fingers tracing patterns on my chest. You like having your pathetic little cock sucked by a machine?" "Not yet," she says, her fingers moving lower, tracing the line of my abs.
"I want to enjoy this."
She leans down, her glowing eyes locked onto mine as she takes my cock into her mouth again. This time, she doesn't stop at the head. She takes me deeper, her lips stretching around my shaft as she takes me all the way to the back of her throat.
"Fuck," I groan, my hips bucking slightly as she begins to move up and down, her lips and tongue working in perfect synchronization.
The other robots have moved in closer, their metallic bodies pressing against mine as they watch their leader work. One of them reaches out, its cold fingers tracing the line of my thigh before moving up to cup my balls.
I groan, my hips bucking slightly as it squeezes gently.
"Fuck," I pant, my eyes locked onto the Captain's glowing ones. "What are they doing?"
She smirks, her metallic fingers still tracing patterns on my chest. "They're just helping you get ready for me," she says again, her voice low and husky.
Another robot joins the first, its metallic body pressing against my leg as it leans down to lick at my balls. I groan again, my cock twitching as the sensation becomes too much to bear.
"Fuck, that feels good," I groan, my hips bucking slightly as the robots continue to lick and suck at my skin.
I can feel their cold metal tongues on my balls, their metallic fingers teasing and stroking my cock. It's too much sensation at once, and I can feel myself getting closer to the edge.
The Captain watches me with glowing eyes, her metallic body glistening with sweat. She licks her lips, her voice a low purr as she speaks. "You're so pathetic," she says, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest. "You can't even take a little pleasure."
I grit my teeth, trying to hold back my orgasm as the robots continue their assault on my body. But it's no use.
Outside, the professor ead patiently waiting on the roof of the building. She had a massive, fat pussy that squirted and a cock that flowed like a river when it came. She was the inventor of the milker and used it to collect energy for her laboratory. She was a woman of science, but she also had a dark, kinky side that she kept hidden from most people.
She watched as the robots continued to lick and suck at David's skin, their metallic bodies pressing against his. She could see the pleasure written all over his face, and it made her hungry for more.
She climbed onto the roof, her massive cock already hard and throbbing with anticipation.
She could see David through the window, his body writhing in pleasure as the robots continued their assault on him. She wanted to join in, to add her own touch to the proceedings.
She stripped off her lab coat, revealing her massive, fat pussy and her enormous cock. She stroked it slowly, her eyes locked onto David's body as she watched him squirm. She was going to "rescue" him and take him to her laboratory where she would trick him and strap him down and use his mouth for her pleasure.
But first things first - rescue him from the robots .
The Professor reached into her lab coat pocket and pulled out a small remote control device. She pressed a button on the device and suddenly the room above the robots began to fill with a loud buzzing noise.
The robots stopped licking and sucking immediately and turned their glowing eyes upward towards the noise.
The Professor smiled cruelly and pressed another button on the device. The room above them began to fill with thick black smoke.
The robots started to cough and sputter as they tried to escape the smoke but it was too late. They were trapped.
The Professor watched from above as the robots began to convulse and short circuit before finally falling to the floor, lifeless.
She chuckled to herself as she watched the chaos unfold before her.
She knew she had to act fast before the Captain realized what was happening. She climbed down from the roof and made her way into the building, her massive cock swinging between her legs.
She found David strapped to the table, his body glistening with sweat and cum. He was panting, his eyes wide with fear and pleasure. She could see the Captain standing nearby, her metallic body tense as she watched the smoke billow from the ceiling.
"Who are you?" the Captain growled, her glowing eyes narrowing as she turned to face the Professor.
"None of your fucking business," the Professor replied, her voice cold and hard. She walked towards David, her eyes locked onto his naked body.
"You're mine now," she growled in his ear.
David gulped, his heart pounding in his chest as he felt her strong fingers wrap around his cock and used it like a leash, pulling him out the door, towards her laboratory .
"Where are we going?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"Shut up and walk," she commanded, her strong grip tightening around his cock.
David winced in pain but complied, following her towards her lab.
The lab was filled with strange gadgets and machines, all humming with a low buzzing sound. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and lubricants.
The Professor led him to a large table in the middle of the room. It was covered in strange symbols and dials, all glistening with a mysterious liquid.
"You're going to sit here," she said, pushing him onto the table.
David looked down at the table, his eyes widening in alarm.
"What the fuck is that?" he asked, pointing at the large, vagina shaped object in the center of the table. It was made of a smooth, silicone material and glistened with lubricant.
The Professor smirked. "That, my dear David, is my latest invention. I call it the Milker. It's designed to extract every last drop of cum from a man's balls."
David gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. "And what makes you think I'm going to let you use that thing on me?"
The Professor laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down David's spine. She flipped a switch and restraints came out of the table and strapped him down.
David struggled but was no match for her strength.
"Fuck," he cursed as he felt his cock being lifted up by one of the restraints.
The Professor smiled cruelly at him. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy this." She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of lube, dripping it all over David's cock.
"Eyes up here," she commanded.
David looked up at her, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation.
She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You're going to love this. You're going to come so hard." She kissed his ear before moving back to his cock.
She pressed her giant cock against his lips, forcing them open.
"Suck it," she growled.
David hesitated for a moment before taking her cock into his mouth. It was huge, filling his mouth completely as he tried to wrap his lips around the shaft. He gagged slightly as she pushed deeper into his throat.
"Fuck yeah," she moaned, gripping his hair tightly and thrusting her hips forward. "Just like that. You're such a good little slut."
David could feel his cock throbbing against the restraints as he sucked on her cock, tasting her sweet lubricant coating it. Her metallic body was hot against his skin as she continued to fuck his mouth.
David felt like he was being consumed by her, every inch of him focused on pleasing her.
"Fuck yeah," she groaned again, her human hips moving faster as she began to fuck his mouth harder. "You're such a good little cocksucker."
David could feel her cock throbbing against his tongue, and he knew she was close to coming. He redoubled his efforts, relaxing his throat and taking her even deeper.
She threw her head back and let out a loud groan as her cock swelled in his mouth. "Fuck yes," she hissed, her body shuddering with pleasure as she came deep in his throat.
David gagged slightly but swallowed every drop, his own cock throbbing with need. She pulled out of his mouth, panting heavily, her glowing eyes locked onto his.
"You're a natural," she said, her voice hoarse with lust. "But now it's time for the real fun."
She reached down and flipped a switch on the table. The restraints around David's wrists and ankles tightened, pulling his arms and legs wider apart. He tested them, but they were unyielding.
"Hey, what the fuck?" he said, panic rising in his voice.
The Professor just smiled, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Don't worry, David. The lights dimmed a bit. "I just need some power for my laboratory. It shouldn't take any longer than a few months to extract from you what I need.
The Milker will do its job efficiently." She turned to the machine behind him and flipped another switch.
David's eyes widened as he saw the Milker's vagina-shaped opening begin to open wider, revealing a glistening pink interior.
"Fuck," he hissed, "What the hell is that?"
The Professor smirked, "Don't worry about it. Just lie back and relax."
He couldn't help but tense up as he felt cold liquid being poured over his cock and balls.
"What is that?" he asked again.
"Lubricant," she replied casually as she continued to pour the liquid over him.
David gritted his teeth as he felt the cold liquid against his sensitive skin.
He could feel it dripping down his balls, coating them completely. He looked up at the Professor, his eyes filled with fear and anticipation.
"Now, let's get you ready," she said, her voice low and husky. She reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it slowly. David groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she touched him.
"Fuck," he cursed, his eyes locked onto hers.
She smirked, her grip tightening around his cock and placing the milker on it.
"You're going to love this, David. It's going to feel so fucking good, you won't even want to stop."
David squirmed in his restraints, trying to get a better look at the machine that was about to devour his cock. The Milker's pink interior glistened with lubricant, and he could see rows of tiny, vibrating nubs lining its walls. He gulped, his heart pounding in his chest.
The Professor leaned down, her massive tits pressing against his chest as she whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, David. It's not going to hurt... much. It's going to feel incredible.
Just relax and let it happen."
David took a deep breath and tried to relax as the Professor positioned the Milker over his cock. He could feel the heat radiating from it, and he shivered in anticipation.
"Here we go," she said, her voice a low purr as she pressed a button on the side of the machine.
The Milker's vagina-shaped opening began to close around David's cock, the tiny vibrating nubs massaging his shaft as it enveloped him. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly as the sensation overwhelmed him.
"Fuck," he cursed, his eyes locked onto the Professor's.
She smirked, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
"You like having your pathetic little cock sucked by a machine?" She laughed. David didn't realize she was going to leave it running on him for a few months straight .
The vibrations began to pulse on his cock, growing stronger and more constant.
He could feel every inch of his shaft being massaged and stimulated by the tiny nubs inside the Milker. His body tensed up as waves of pleasure coursed through him.
"Fuck," he groaned, his breath coming in short gasps.
The Professor watched him with a smirk on her face.
"You like that?" she taunted.
David nodded furiously, unable to form words as the pleasure became too intense.
She leaned down and whispered in his ear.
"You're going to come so hard for me."
David's body tensed up even more as he felt his orgasm building inside him quickly.
The Milker's vibrations were driving him wild, and he could feel his cock throbbing inside its warm, wet embrace.
The Professor noticed his increasing arousal and smirked wickedly.
"Look at you," she taunted, "So eager for more."
She reached down and grabbed his balls, squeezing them lightly.
David grunted in pain, but the sensation was quickly overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through his body.
"Fuck," he cursed through gritted teeth.
The Professor chuckled darkly.
"Let's give you something to really moan about," she said before flipping another switch on the Milker.
The vibrations intensified, and David felt like his cock was being sucked by a thousand tiny mouths all at once. He let out a loud groan, his hips bucking as he tried to fuck the machine deeper.
"Fuck, that feels so good," he panted, his eyes locked onto the Professor's.
She smirked, her fingers still tracing patterns on his chest. "You like that, you little slut?
David could only nod, his body writhing in pleasure as the Milker continued to work its magic on him and he came hard. As his orgasm completed and his cock was super sensitive, the machine kept going, sucking his sensitive cock wildly. The lights went back to their normal brightness as the milker kept milking his sensitive cockhead . David was in agony and ecstasy at the same time.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," David chanted, his body writhing in the restraints. "It's too much, too sensitive."
The Professor just laughed, "That's the point, David. I need all your cum, and you're going to give it to me."
David's cock was throbbing and pulsing, his balls aching as the machine continued its relentless assault. He could feel his orgasm building again, faster this time, more intense.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come again," he groaned, his eyes wide with disbelief.
The Professor just smiled, "That's right, David. Come for me again.
Come again for me," the Professor growled, her voice ragged with desire. She laughed as she left the room with him helpless to stop the milking.
David was screaming in pain and pleasure as he felt his cock being sucked dry by the Milker. The Professor turned around to look at him with a wicked smile on her face.
"I can't stand it anymore!" David cried out, tears of pain streaming down his face.
The Professor was in another room watching him on a screen.
The Professor just laughed again and flipped another switch on the Milker, increasing its intensity.
"No!" David screamed again.
The vibrations were too much now. The Professor watched as David thrashed around in his restraints, his cock being milked mercilessly.
"Fuck off!" David yelled.
The Professor just smiled and continued to watch him suffer from the other room
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, David's body went limp.
The Professor could see from the camera that his cock looked red and swollen from being milked relentlessly by the machine. She smirked and turned the milker back to normal speed and it kept milking nonstop. It was going to extract all his cum for the next 3 months straight with no breaks!
David was crying and screaming in pain as he felt his cock being sucked dry by the Milker.
"Please stop!" he begged, tears streaming down his face.
The Professor just laughed from the other room.
"Don't worry, David," she said. "You'll get used to it."
The Milker continued its relentless assault on David's cock, sucking every last drop of cum from him.
David could feel his body becoming more and more sensitive with each passing second.
His balls were aching and throbbing, and he could feel himself becoming more and more aroused despite the pain.
The vibrations were driving him wild, and he could feel his cock throbbing inside the Milker's warm, wet embrace.
The machine hummed softly, its tiny nubs massaging his shaft with expert precision.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," David groaned, his eyes locked onto the Professor's as he felt his orgasm building inside him once again.
David gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his orgasm as the machine continued its relentless assault on his cock.
"Please," he begged, his voice barely a whisper.
"I can't take it anymore."
The Professor smirked, her glowing eyes narrowing as she watched him on the screen. "You can take it, David. You're just getting started."
She flipped another switch on the Milker, and suddenly the vibrations became even more intense. David arched his back, his body convulsing as waves of pleasure and pain coursed through him.
"Fuck!" he screamed, his cock throbbing inside the Milker's tight grip. "That's too much!"
The Professor laughed darkly, her voice like a whip crack over the comms. "You're not going to last long with that attitude."
David gritted his teeth, trying to block out the sensation.
But it was no use. The Milker's relentless assault on his cock was too much.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted, his body writhing in the restraints.
The Professor just laughed, her voice echoing through the room. "That's right, David. You're going to come again. You're going to come so hard for me."
David's cock throbbed and pulsed, his balls aching as the machine continued its merciless assault. He could feel his orgasm approaching, like a freight train barreling down the tracks.
The Milker's vibrations were relentless, like tiny fingers dancing on his cock head, teasing and tormenting him until he couldn't take it anymore. he screamed, his body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over him. He could feel his cock swelling inside the machine, ready to explode. The vibrations became even more intense, like a drill boring into his cock head.
"Please," he begged, tears streaming down his face. "Please stop."
But the Professor just laughed, her voice cold and unyielding. "Not yet, David. You're not done yet."
David gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his orgasm. But it was no use.
David's body tensed up, his muscles taut as he felt his orgasm building inside him like a volcano ready to erupt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to hold back.
The Professor's voice cut through the air like a whip. "Come for me, David. Come hard."
David's body convulsed as he felt his orgasm wash over him like a tidal wave. He screamed, his cock throbbing and pulsing as it spilled his cum into the Milker's hungry mouth.
"Fuck yes," the Professor growled, her voice ragged with desire. "That's it, David. She diceded it was time to go to sleep. She flipped the extra switch on the milker and went to bed smiling .
David was awake still getting constantly milked but he knew that he was helpless against this machine and he knew he had to obey. He was awake all night and had nightmares about being trapped in this machine forever.
The next morning he was woken up by the Professor.
"Good morning David," she said with a wicked smile.
"Please don't do this," he begged.
But she just laughed.
"Oh please," she said mockingly.
And turned the milker to turbo.
"Suck my pussy you little slut," she commanded.
David started licking her huge fat pussy lips.
He could taste her sweet nectar already dripping out. He stuck his tongue deep inside her, exploring every inch of her wet cunt. He could feel her massive clit throbbing against his tongue as he licked and sucked on it.
"Fuck yeah, that's it," the Professor moaned, her hips bucking against his face. "Eat my pussy, you little slut."
David could feel his own cock throbbing in response to her dirty talk. He reached down and started stroking it, his hand moving in time with his tongue as he licked and sucked on her clit.
The Professor grabbed his hair and pulled him deeper into her pussy, grinding her buge balls against his face.
David gagged slightly as he felt her massive lips smothering him.
"Fuck, I love it when you gag on my pussy," she groaned, her voice filled with lust. "It's so fucking hot."
David struggled to breathe as he continued to lick and suck on her clit, trying to keep up with her relentless pace. He could feel her juices dripping down his face, mixing with his own drool.
"Swallow it all," she commanded, her voice hoarse with desire. "Swallow every last drop."
David did as he was told, swallowing her sweet nectar as it poured from her pussy. Occasionally she would plunge her cock deep in his throat, pull it out and sit her pussy back on his face.
David was getting lightheaded from the lack of oxygen but he could feel her juices dripping down his face and onto his chest. She would grind her clit against his nose and cheeks with a wet slapping sound each time she came down hard on his face.
Suddenly she stopped and got up off him.
"Roll over," she commanded.
David did as he was told even though he had no idea what she was planning.
He rolled onto his stomach and the Professor flipped him over so he was lying flat on his back.
"Now spread your legs," she demanded.
David complied even though he felt exposed and vulnerable.
The Professor straddled him, her massive pussy hovering over his face.
She leaned forward, her hands on either side of his head, and gazed down at him with a wicked grin.
"Look at me," she commanded.
David looked up at her, his eyes wide with anticipation and fear.
"That's right," she purred, "Look up at your master."
She positioned herself so that her pussy was directly over his face.
"Open your mouth," she said.
David opened his mouth, and she slowly lowered herself onto his face.
"Fuck," he groaned as he felt her massive pussy lips enveloping his entire face.
She started to grind her pussy against his mouth, her clit rubbing against his nose.
David could feel her wetness coating his face, and he stuck out his tongue, trying to taste her.
"Fuck yeah, that's it," she moaned, her hips moving faster. "Lick my pussy, you little slut."
David obeyed, his tongue exploring every inch of her wet cunt. He could feel her muscles clenching around him as he licked and sucked on her clit.
"Fuck, you're so good at this," she groaned, her voice ragged with desire. "I can't wait to feel your tongue inside me."
David felt a surge of excitement at her words. He wanted nothing more than to please her, to make her come all over his face.
He reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her even closer to him, burying his face deeper in her pussy.
"Fuck yeah, that's it," she moaned, her hands gripping his hair tightly. "Eat my pussy like a good little slut."
David could feel her getting close, her pussy throbbing against his tongue. He redoubled his efforts, licking and sucking on her clit with all his might.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted, her body tensing up. "I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come all over your face."
David could feel her juices flowing, coating his face and chin.
She was close to squirting all over his face and mouth . He wanted to taste her, to swallow every drop of her nectar.
"Come on, Professor," he urged, his voice muffled by her pussy. "Let me taste you. Let me drink you."
She groaned, her hips bucking against his face. "Fuck, you're such a dirty little slut. You want my cum, don't you?"
David nodded, his tongue flicking against her clit. "Yes, please. I want to taste you. I want to swallow every drop."
She let out a loud moan, her body convulsing as she came hard against his face. Her pussy contracted, and a hot stream of her cum shot into David's open mouth.
He swallowed eagerly, reveling in the taste of her sweet nectar as it coated his tongue and filled his mouth.
"Fuck yeah," she panted, grinding her hips against his face. "Swallow it all. Swallow every last drop."
David did as he was told, swallowing every bit of her cum as it poured from her pussy onto his face. He could feel her juices dripping down his cheeks and onto his chest.
She lifted herself off him, panting heavily and giggling like a schoolgirl. "You're such a dirty little slut," she said, her voice filled with lust.
David grinned up at her, his face still coated in her cum. Maenwhile, the milker had never stopped. It wasn't going to stop for months on end . David was in agony, his cock raw and sensitive from the constant stimulation. He could feel every pulse, every throb, every tiny vibration of the machine as it relentlessly sucked him dry.
"Fuck, please," David begged, his voice hoarse from screaming. "It's too much. It's too sensitive."
The Professor just laughed from the other room, her voice echoing through the speakers. "You're not getting off that easy, David. I need every drop of your cum."
David could feel his orgasm building again, despite the pain. He tried to hold back, but it was no use.
The Milker's relentless assault was too much for him. He could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing inside its tight grip, ready to explode.
"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, writhing in the restraints as he struggled to hold back. "Don't you dare withhold your cum from my machine. I need it!," she growled from the other room.
David gritted his teeth, trying to will his orgasm away. His body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for release.
He couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud groan, he came, his cock pulsing and throbbing as it spilled his cum into the Milker's hungry mouth. The machine hummed softly, its tiny nubs massaging his shaft as it sucked every last drop from him.
"Fuck, yes," the Professor moaned from the other room, her voice filled with satisfaction. Give it all to me."
David's body went limp, his muscles twitching as the last of his orgasm washed over him. He was exhausted, his body completely spent. But the Milker showed no signs of stopping.
It continued its relentless assault on David's cock, draining him dry of every last drop of cum for months on end.
David was left helplessly strapped to the table, unable to escape the machine's unyielding grasp. He could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing inside its tight, wet embrace as it continued to suck him dry.
"Please," he begged again, tears streaming down his face. The Milker's relentless assault was too much for him to bear. His body was on fire with pain and pleasure, every nerve ending screaming for release.
But the Professor just laughed from the other room. "You're not done yet, David.
A month had passed and David was still strapped down to the table in the Professor's lab. The Milker had been running non-stop, relentlessly milking him dry of every last drop of cum. His cock was raw and sensitive, yet it still throbbed with desire whenever the Professor came into the room.
Today was different though. The Professor didn't speak to him right away. She walked around the table, examining him with her cold, glowing eyes. She ran her fingers over his chest, pinching his nipples until he groaned in both pain and pleasure.
"You're a pathetic little slut, aren't you?" she taunted, her voice like a whip crack.
Mu cum reserves are almost one third full. I need more, David. You're going to give me more," she said, her voice cold and commanding.
David whimpered, his body already on edge from the constant stimulation of the Milker. He knew there was no use in protesting. He was completely at her mercy.
The Professor walked around to the side of the table and grabbed a bottle of lube from a nearby shelf. She squirted a generous amount onto her fingers and then reached down and started rubbing it onto David's asshole.
"Fuck," David cursed, his body tensing up at the unexpected touch.
The Professor just laughed. "You like that, don't you, you little slut?
You like having your asshole played with?" the Professor taunted, her fingers circling his tight hole.
David groaned, his body writhing in the restraints. "Fuck, yes. It feels so good."
The Professor smirked and pushed one of her fingers inside him, making him gasp.
"Fuck, you're so tight," she said, her voice filled with lust. "I can't wait to feel your asshole gripping my cock."
David's eyes widened at her words. "What? You're going to fuck me?"
The Professor laughed. "Oh, yes. I'm going to fuck you hard, David. Let me introduceyoy to the @Turbo Prostate Milker", she said with a wicked smile.
David's eyes widened in panic as he realized what she meant. He struggled against his restraints, desperate to escape her clutches.
"No! Please! Don't do this!" he cried out.
The Professor just laughed and grabbed another bottle of lube from the shelf.
"Don't be such a baby," she said, squirting more lube onto her fingers.
She rubbed it onto David's asshole again, making him squirm in discomfort.
"Stop it!" he cried out.
But the Professor just ignored him and pushed two fingers inside him without warning.
David screamed in pain and surprise as her fingers stretched his tight hole. Then she switched the turbo Prostate on . The machine hummed to life, and David felt a thick, vibrating probe press against his asshole. He tried to clench his muscles to keep it out, but the Professor just laughed and it pushed itself inside him with ease.
"Fuck, no! Please!" David begged, tears streaming down his face.
The Professor just smirked and turned up the intensity of the machine. David felt the probe vibrating inside him, massaging his prostate with relentless pressure. He could feel his cock throbbing in response, even as his body screamed in protest.
The Professor watched him with a cruel smile, her glowing eyes never leaving his face.
"Look at you, all tied up and helpless," she taunted, running a finger down his chest. "You're mine now, David. Every inch of you belongs to me."
David glared at her, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck you," he spat. "Oh, I plan to. But first, let's get you nice and warmed up."
She reached down and grabbed the Milker's control panel, flipping a switch that made the machine hum even louder.
David's eyes widened in fear as he felt the probe inside him throb and pulse in time with the machine's rhythm. he cried out, trying to squirm away from the intense pressure.
She reached up and pinched David's nipples hard enough to make him yelp. Then she leaned down and whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine.
"I'm going to have dinner and go to sleep while you get used to what this feels like all night long."
David tried to respond but all that came out were whimpers of protest. The Professor just smiled and walked away.
Hours passed and David was in agony. His cock was throbbing and pulsing in the Milker's relentless grip while the Prostate Milker continued to vibrate inside his asshole.
He was desperate for release but knew that it was going to take time before he could cum again.
He passed out from exhaustion and when he woke up hours later he was still strapped down but the Professor was there with a wicked smile. "I'm going to go check on my cave. I need some crystals and it's the only place they exist. I'll see you in a month. I'll turn these up so you ha e lots of fun while I'm gone. Bye." She waved at him and left the room, leaving David alone with the relentless machines. He could hear the hum of the Milker and the Prostate Milker, both working in tandem to keep him on the edge of pleasure and pain.
David tried to distract himself by counting the tiles on the ceiling, but it was no use. The machines were too much. He could feel his cock throbbing in the Milker's grip, and the probe in his ass was driving him crazy. He needed to cum, but the machines wouldn't let him.
He squirmed in the restraints, trying to find some relief, but it was no use. He was completely at the mercy of the machines.
The Professor had left him like this for days now, and David was starting to lose track of time. His body was a mess of sweat and cum, his cock raw and sensitive from the constant stimulation. He could feel every pulse, every throb, every tiny vibration of the machines as they relentlessly milked him dry.
His asshole was a different story. The Turbo Prostate Milker had been on non-stop since the Professor left, its thick probe buried deep inside him, vibrating and pulsing with relentless intensity. David had lost count of how many times he'd come close to orgasm, only to be denied at the last second. His prostate was swollen and sensitive, his asshole aching from the constant pressure.
Beside him, something made a loud bang. He was desperately hoping the machine had broke. He was partially right. Something had broken on the milker but unfortunately for David, the part that broke cause the milker to run twice as fast and suck even harder. David's eyes widened in panic as he felt the machine's intensity double. He screamed in pain and pleasure as his cock was assaulted by the relentless machine.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he screamed, his body writhing in the restraints.
The Professor would still be gone for two more weeks and David was desperate for relief but knew that was not going to happen anytime soon. His cock was sensitive and aroused but also was throbbing in pain from all this constant milking.
"You better make haste," he begged himself, trying to will his orgasm to come faster but it was no use. The Milker was relentless in its pursuit of his cum. He groaned in frustration and could only watch as his cock throbbed uncontrollably in the machine's grip.
As he was getting used to the increased intensity of the Milker , David suddenly heard another sound coming from behind him. He turned his head as much as he could to see what was making that noise.