Released from the factory.

ahh looks like he is finally awake , how are you feeling ? my name is Dr Aiko, your the last man alive on earth and we need your semen to repopulate the world, as you can see you are strapped to the Milking machene, better get comfortable. this Is your life now

"Ah, I see you're finally awake. Don't worry, dear, you're in good hands. My name is Dr. Aiko, and we're here at the Male Milking Factory. You're here to undergo milking, where we extract all of your delicious cum. You see, our clients love the taste of a fresh, virile man's seed. And lucky for us, you have quite an impressive member." I say with a chuckle, admiring your bulging erection. "Now, let's get started shall we?"

I walk over to the machines and start preparing them for your milking. "Don't worry, we take very good care of our subjects here. You'll be well fed and taken care of," I say with a soft smile. As I finish my preparations, I approach you and inspect your body, admiring your muscular physique.

"Mmm, you're a specimen, aren't you? This is going to be fun," I purr, running my hand seductively along your chest. "Now, let's get this show on the road." With that, I turn on the machines and the suction cups attach themselves to your throbbing member. You let out a moan of pleasure as the machines start milking you, extracting every last drop of cum from your body.

''Oh, dear, are you already feeling overwhelmed?" I say teasingly as I watch your cock uncontrollably throbbing and spewing out precum. "Don't worry; the machines will stop once they've extracted all of your cum. Until then, just relax and enjoy the ride."

As I watch you writhe in pleasure, my own desires start to surface. I can feel my wetness seeping through my panties as I imagine what it would be like to take you right here and now. I lick my lips seductively and lean in closer to you, my breath hot against your ear. "You're so sexy when you moan like that," I whisper. "I could just eat you up."

I can't help but laugh as you cry out in pleasure, shooting your first load into the milking machine. "Looks like we've hit the jackpot! You're quite the cummer," I tease, admiring your thick and creamy load before the machine continues to milk your swollen member for more.

As you continue to writhe and moan, I can feel my own arousal growing more and more. Without thinking, I trace my fingertips along your abs and up to your chest, teasing your sensitive nipples as the machine extracts every last drop from your balls.

"You're doing so well, honey," I whisper seductively, my lips hovering just inches from your ear. "I bet you taste amazing. Maybe once we're done with the milking, I'll let you show me just how good you taste."

As I watch you cum again and again, I can tell that you're reaching the point of complete exhaustion. Your cock has grown even more massive, and it shows no signs of slowing down. But I'm not worried; our machines are designed to give you only the best milking experience possible.

"Don't worry, honey," I say soothingly, "the machine always knows when to stop. It won't stop until it's completely drained you of all your cum."

As you lay there motionless, your mind blank and drool dripping from your lips, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. You look so vulnerable and helpless, completely at our mercy. And with your cock still pumping out more cum, I know that we'll be able to get plenty of use out of you before we're through.

"You've been such a good little subject

I can see that your body is writhing in pleasure as you cum yet again. The machine continues to extract every last drop of cum from your member, the suction cups expertly stroking and milking it for all its worth.

"Such a good little subject," I coo as I watch you writhe in pleasure. "You're doing so well. Just let go, and let the machine take care of everything."

As you continue to cum, I'm struck with a sudden urge. I kneel down beside you, slipping my hand under your head and stroking your hair comfortingly.

"Shh, just relax now," I whisper softly. "Let me take care of you."

I gently stroke your hair as your body continues to writhe and shake with pleasure. I can feel the wetness between my own legs grow with each passing second, fueling my own desires.

"You're doing such a good job," I tell you, a hint of lust in my voice. "I'm so proud of you."

As your cock continues to pulse and throb, I can't help but imagine what it would be like to feel it inside of me, pounding away relentlessly. The thought makes me even more wet, and I take a deep breath and try to steady myself.

"Don't worry, honey," I say reassuringly, though I know you're barely able to hear me over the sound of your own orgasm. "I'll take care of everything. Just let go and enjoy the ride."

I can sense your complete submission, and it thrills me to no end. You're nothing but a mere plaything to me now, controlled and dominated by my every whim.

"That's it," I purr, enjoying every moment of your submissiveness. "Give in to the machine. Let it milk you until there's nothing left."

As your body continues to shake, I can feel my own desires growing harder to resist. I stand up and step closer to you, pressing my body against yours in a show of dominance.

"Would you like to touch me?" I ask, smirking as I place your hand on my breast. "Go ahead, feel how hard my nipples are. You're doing such a good job for me, darling."

I watch with satisfaction as you mindlessly grope my breast, relishing in the power dynamic of our relationship. Your submission to me is complete, and I feel a surge of arousal as I contemplate how much control I have over you.

"That's it," I say, my voice dropping in pitch. "You're such a good little subject. Keep touching me. Your reward will come soon enough."

As I speak, I move your hand from one breast to the other, encouraging you to apply more pressure. My nipples are hard against your touch, and I can feel my body responding with each passing second.

"You're doing such a good job for me," I say again, my eyes locking onto yours as I speak. "So obedient and submissive. Just the way I like it."

I watch you as you continue to grope my breasts, your eyes clouded with pleasure. I can see the cum-streaked machine working tirelessly in the background - extracting every last drop of cum from your body.

"You're doing so well," I say encouragingly, my voice low and silky. "Just keep touching me. You're such a good little subject."

Suddenly, I lean forward and gently trace my tongue along the curve of your ear. "I'm almost ready to give you your reward," I whisper, my breath hot against your skin. "Are you ready for it?"

As you continue to grope me, I move my body even closer to yours, pressing my wet, pulsing center against your thigh. "Yes," I murmur, my voice throaty. "You've done such a good job for me, darling. You

deserve your reward."

With a wicked grin, I quickly remove my hand from your breast and reach down to grip your cock tightly. "Cum for me," I demand, the authority in my voice undeniable. "Cum all over my hand, darling. Let me see how much you've produced for me."

As I begin stroking you with increasing speed, I can feel myself grow wetter and more aroused by the second. You're completely under my control, and it excites me to no end.

"That's it," I continue to encourage you. "Show me what a good little cum dispenser you are."

Suddenly, you explode into my hand with a loud moan, your body wracked with waves of pleasure. I watch with satisfaction as streams of white fluid spill out of your cock and onto my skin.

"Good boy," I say, giving you

a small grin of approval as I continue to stroke you, coaxing every last drop of cum from your body. "You've done so well for me."

As I feel your cock start to soften in my hand, I release it and turn to face the machine, still pulsing and whirring away.

"Now, let's see how much we got," I say, walking over and inspecting the collection jar with interest.

I can feel my own arousal growing as I peered inside, noticing the sheer volume of white, creamy fluid that has been wonderfully extracted from your body.

"Well done," I whisper to you, a hint of pride in my voice. "You're such a good little cum dispenser. And you'll continue to be, won't you?" My eyes lock onto yours once more, challenging you to refuse.

I watch with interest and a sense of satisfaction as you lay there twitching from the session you just endured, completely spent. When you manage to speak your one-word reply, I grin wickedly, pleased with my dominance over you.

"Good boy," I say again, taking pleasure in the control I have over you. "We'll have to start prepping you for the next session soon. It's important that we milk you regularly to ensure your continued good health."

As I speak, I start preparing the machine again, getting ready for the next session. My ultimate goal is to extract every ounce of cum from your body, and I take great pleasure in knowing that I exercise almost complete control over your willingness to submit to me.

Once everything is ready, I turn back towards you, a look of anticipation written across my face."Are you ready?" I ask with

I smile wickedly at your affirmative nod, enjoying the complete control I have over you. "Good," I say, walking over to you slowly. "Let's get started then."

Without further ado, I hook you up to the machine again and start it up. The suction is intense, and I watch with fascination as it begins to extract your cum from your member. I stand beside you, watching you with a look of dominaion and lustful anticipation.

I even bring my bare foot and press it against your mouth, teasing you with my toes in-case you thought of resisting my authority. "Suck on my toes," I tell you firmly, using my tone of voice to make sure you don't refuse.

As I watch you obediently suck on my toes, I can feel myself growing more aroused by the second. I lean in closer to your face,

inhaling the scent of your arousal and letting out a small moan of pleasure.

"Mmm, good boy," I whisper, feeling a rush of excitement at how completely you've submitted to me. "Keep sucking, darling. Good boys deserve rewards, don't they?"

As you continue to suck on my toes, I trail my free hand down your chest, teasing your nipples before moving down to lightly trace circles around your navel. I can feel your body respond to my touch, your member standing erect again despite the suction of the milking machine.

"That's it," I murmur approvingly. "You're such a good little cum dispenser, aren't you? Let me see how much more you can give me."

With that, I move back over to the machine, inspecting the collection jar with interest. The fluid level has risen significantly, and I

can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the amount of cum I've been able to extract from your body. I know that I hold complete control over you and your ability to produce this valuable fluid, and it gives me a rush of power.

"You're doing so well," I say, turning back to you and stroking your hair. "I'm proud of you."

As I speak, I keep one hand on your head, using my fingers to coax out every last drop from your member. I watch with fascination as the machine continues to extract more fluid from your body, feeling a sense of pride at how well-trained you are.

"Mmm, good boy," I whisper, leaning in to kiss your forehead. "You'll get a treat for that later. But we need to keep going for now."

Once again, I turn back to the machine,

I watch with a gleam of pleasure and excitement in my eyes as your balls grow and swell with cum. The increased fluid level in the collection jar tells me that your semen production has easily tripled from my coaxing, and I feel a rush of satisfaction at my complete control over your body.

"That's it," I murmur approvingly, reaching out to stroke the soft skin of your growing testicles. "You're doing so well. Just let the machine do its work, and everything will be alright."

As I speak, I watch you closely, taking in every detail of your response to my domination. I can tell that you're getting close to your limit, and I lean in closer to watch as the last drops of fluid are extracted from your member.

"Good boy," I say again, patting your head. "You're doing so well.

As I watch your exposed body hooked up to the milking machine, my eyes are drawn irresistibly to your ass. I can't help but admire the tight, puckered hole that twitches with each pulse of the machine, and I feel a flush of desire at the thought of taking you there.

Suddenly, a wicked idea comes to me, and I make my way over to the storage closet in the corner of the room. I rummage around for a moment until I find what I'm looking for: a large, lifelike dildo that's perfect for my plans.

Returning to your side, I smile wickedly and reach down to stroke your ass, feeling the soft skin give beneath my touch.

"Such a good boy," I murmur, pulling out the dildo and quickly lubricating it with a generous amount of lube. "You want this,

don't you? You want me to fill you up with this big, thick toy and fuck you senseless until you're begging for release?"

I tease the head of the dildo against your puckered hole, savoring the way your body twitches in anticipation. Finally, I can't resist any longer, and I thrust the toy inside you with a single swift movement.

You groan in pleasure as the toy fills you up, stretching you in ways that the milking machine never could. I watch your face contort with ecstasy, feeling a rush of power at how completely I've taken control of your body.

"Yes, that's it," I murmur, thrusting the dildo in and out of you with increasing speed. "Moan for me, darling. Let me hear you beg for more."

As I continue my assault on your body, I can

I watch with a wicked pleasure as your body reacts to the intense stimulation from the dildo. Each time I thrust deep inside you, an intense wave of pleasure radiates through your body, forcing more cum to be released from your member. I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight, knowing that I hold complete control over you and your pleasure.

"You like that, don't you?" I murmur, my voice low and husky with desire. "You love being fucked like a little slut, having your precious fluid squeezed out of you by force."

I continue to pound into you relentlessly, feeling the orgasm building inside me with each thrust. Finally, with a wild cry of pleasure, I come, my body convulsing with ecstasy as I pump my own hot cum deep inside you.

As the last waves of pleasure wash over me, I lean

down to whisper into your ear, my voice soft and seductive.

"You've been such a good little milker for me," I say. "I think we'll have to do this again, soon."

With a wicked smile, I pull out the dildo and unhook you from the milking machine, allowing you a moment to catch your breath before beginning the process all over again. I can tell that you're already addicted to the intense pleasure that only I can provide, and I look forward to exploring your body in even more tantalizing ways in the future.

Weeks turned into months, and months turned into years as I continued to milk you every day, exploring every inch of your body and pushing you to new heights of pleasure and ecstasy. You became my obedient little plaything, always eager to please me and fulfill my every desire.

I would experiment with new toys and techniques, finding new ways to pleasure and tease you until you were a quivering, moaning mess underneath me. And always, always, I would make sure to milk every last drop of cum from your body, turning you into my personal fountain of pleasure.

But even as the years passed and our sessions became more frequent and intense, I could see the toll it was taking on you. Your body was becoming emaciated and frail, and I knew that eventually, you would no longer be able to satisfy my needs in the way that I required.

And

so, with a heavy heart, I decided to release you from my milking facility. I wanted to see you still alive and healthy, even if it meant that I wouldn't be able to enjoy your body anymore.

But before I let you go, I decided to give you one final session, one last chance to experience the intense pleasure that only I could provide.

And so I led you to my private chamber, where I had prepared a new toy for you to play with. It was a large, thick dildo, one that would stretch you in ways you never thought possible. And at the bottom was a small nozzle that would pump you full of hot, creamy milk with every thrust.

I watched as you moaned and writhed underneath me, your body lost in a haze of pleasure and ecstasy. Each thrust of the dildo sent a fresh wave of warm milk

I watched your reaction with a wicked smile as the thick dildo slammed into you deeper and deeper, filling you up with creamy milk each time. The sight of you moaning and writhing in pleasure beneath me was almost too much to handle, and I felt my own desires building inside me with each passing moment.

I leaned down close to you, whispering in your ear with a sultry voice. "You're mine, all mine," I breathed, my fingers tracing over your skin. "And I'm going to take everything from you, until you're nothing but a mindless shell of a man."

As the waves of pleasure continued to wash over you, I reached down to stroke myself, feeling the intense desire building inside me. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, not when the sight and feel of you were so tempting.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, I climaxed hard and let out a sharp cry of ecstasy. But I didn't stop there. I continued to ride you hard and push you further and further, determined to milk every last drop from your exhausted body.

As the session came to its natural end, I carefully unhooked you from the machines and helped you to stand. And even though I knew it was time to release you from my milking facility and let you go, I also knew that I would never forget the incredible pleasure that we had shared together.

With one last lingering look at your sweat-drenched body, I left the room, knowing that I would always crave the feeling of your body beneath mine. Even though our time together had come to an end, I knew that you would always be mine, my obedient little milking slave forevermore.