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The milking tube slid over his rigid cock with ease. She added a fair bit of
slick lubrication for added zest, possibly just for the excuse to teasingly,
tauntingly stroke him with a content smile. Her gloved hand slid up and down
the entire length of his cock, lingering over the tip and occasionally
tightening two fingers, and she smiled with amusement when his hips twitched
and he let out a muffled gasp with a wince.
"Sensitive?" she purred at him. When the tube was in place over his cock,
she instructed Beth to prepare the rest of the equipment. It was a job she
would have done, if Raven was in charge. Now she was able to enjoy the
close proximity to his body, to actually hear his ragged breathing, to place
a hand delicately on his chest and feel his heart beat.
"This time, when you cum," she told the prisoner, "It will be for me. The
first time, the second time, the sixth time," she continued, watching as the
machine began to work on him. Relentless and without mercy, the milking
device would pump and massage his cock and force him to cum despite anything
he tried to resist - as many times as she wanted, as quickly as she wanted.
She could make the orgasms come quickly and pleasurelessly, or drive him to
the erotic edge and shut the device down to leave him on the edge of a
horribly spoiled ejaculation. Only to press a button and lead to his release
without warning or satisfaction.
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