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Milking Machine Sex Stories
Sci-fi Sex Story: "I need to test some equipment that I have designed." Emily said as she lubricated his large semi-erect organ with petroleum jelly, admiring its veined shaft and bulbous head. "It's a device that draws semen from a male using a robotic milking action. We have chosen you because the device is a bit too large for the average consumer, but I think it will fit your 'endowment' quite nicely
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The year is 2068. Biological weapons of modern times have been designed with the specific purpose of causing mass sterilization among human males. Although none of these weapons has been detonated, the threat is very, very real, and a plan for contingency is imperative.
Not wanting to take any chances, the government has contracted with a roboticist specializing in reproductive efficiency named Emily Simms to create methods of maximizing ejaculatory productivity in human males.
In the event of a disaster, this technology could be used on males unaffected by the sterilization to continue creating enough healthy sperm to allow society to perpetuate itself. Dr. Simms was given half a year and a substantial government grant to complete here task. Our story begins at the end of those first six months...
Dr. Emily Simms had just completed the final assembly of the prototype for her robotic penis milking machine and was taking a moment to reflect on the six months of planning and hard work that it had taken to get to this point. Penis milking had been an obsession of hers since her late teenage years. She loved the idea of a helpless victim forced to orgasm repeatedly as many times as she wished. She often found that she was able to bring herself climax just from the sight of such a session.
"It's a little big, don't you think?" Sarah, her lab assistant asked with a touch of concern in her voice. Sarah had seen many penises in her 24 years, some of them quite large, but never one that could fill the double-walled cylinder that was on the workbench in front of her.
The robotic milker was a menacing-looking contraption that was a full 15 inches in length with a diameter of five inches at its base. It was basically a large glass cylinder with a doughnut-shaped motor at the base and a smaller cylinder at the top for semen collection. Inside the large cylinder there was a bellows made of connected black inflatable rubber rings that formed what Dr. Simms referred to as the "suction sleeve". The sleeve was slipped over the shaft of the male organ and as the rings that formed the sleeve were inflated and deflated they would move back and forth along the length of the penis. The inner diameter of the suction sleeve was tightened on the upstroke and loosened for the reciprocating downstroke, creating a "milking" effect. A black rubber suction cup was fitted to the head of the penis and connected to the semen collection chamber. During the extraction, a vacuum pump was used to make sure that all of the ejaculate was drawn out of the suction cup and into the collection chamber.
"I suppose you're right," replied Emily, "I was limited by the size of the parts that I could find, most of them were available from equine breeding supply houses.
"So what we need to find is someone and willing to have his dick sucked by a machine that looks powerful enough to pull a tree out of the ground and who just happens to be hung like a horse." Sarah replied.
Distracted and fiddling with the electrical connections of the device Emily agreed with her assistant, "He'll need to be at least 10 inches or the head won't reach the collection cup. The machine will still work, of course, but when he ejaculates, it will squirt everywhere and run down the inside of the walls of the glass cylinder. If enough semen spills into the motor it could potentially damage the electronics."
"Ten inches!" Sarah exclaimed. "Who do we know that has a ten-inch cock?"
"I do." Came a deep voice from the shadows of Emily's Laboratory. As he stepped forward with a mop in one hand and a bucket in the other, Emily and Sarah could see that it was Connor, the janitor.
"Damn, Connor, you scared the shit of me just then!" Sarah exclaimed. "I though you didn't come in on Thursdays?"
"It's Friday, ma'am." Connor replied with a smile.
"So," Emily interrupted "are you telling the truth?"
"About the day of the week?" Connor asked, "Why would I lie about..."
"No, no, not about that," Emily replied, "About the size of your...penis. Is it really 10 inches?"
"Almost 11 when it's really hard and about eight soft." Connor said matter-of-factly. "Damn thing is a curse if you ask me. Every woman I've tried to fuck says it's too painful for them to take all the way inside. I usually end-up settling for a hand-job, which is just about the only way the women I've been with can gratify me without hurting themselves."
"I see." Emily replied. "Do you mind if we, I mean, would you...show it to us?"
"If you really want me to," Connor said glancing around the lab to make sure no one else was there to see. He placed the bucket on the floor and rested the mop against a large bank of computer equipment. He unzipped the fly of his coveralls and fished out the biggest cock that either Sarah or Emily had either laid eyes on. It was a big flesh-colored hose bulging veins throughout its length and a shiny pink head at the end. He let go of it and the two lab technicians watched his dick swing between his legs like the trunk of and elephant. "There you go." Connor announced. "Like I said, it gets bigger when it's hard."
"I'm sure it does." Sarah snickered. She was fascinated by the huge phallus that was hanging between Connor's legs. She was also intrigued by the fact that in a situation that would have caused most men to be as stiff as a flagpole, Connor's penis was, as far as she could tell, completely flaccid. "Can you make it get erect for us?" She asked. "I want to see if you're really telling us the truth."
"Well, that's not as easy as you might think." replied Connor. "Because I'm so big, it takes a significant amount stimulation for me to get a full erection. It took my girlfriend and her little sister blowing me at the same time nearly 15 minutes to get it fully hard."
Emily turned to Sarah "I'm going to go upstairs to get a tape measure." she announced."I want him fully hard by the time I get back, understand?" She said in a commanding tone.
"But how am I supposed to..." Sarah pleaded
"Think of something!" Emily snapped. "Why don't you show him those big tits of yours?" Although Emily was had very well-endowed breast herself, they were no match for her lab partners huge knockers. Sarah had always been envious of Emily's endowments and although she did not know for sure, she estimated that they must have been a DDD cup at least.
Emily walked up a flight of stars and out of the door that led to the supply room.
"Well, you showed me yours, I guess the least I can do is to show you mine." Sarah removed her white lab coat and through the thin material of her tight knit blouse Connor could see that her breasts were gigantic. Sarah smiled as she noticed Connor's big hose pulsed once, and then again, causing the head to bulge and the shaft to thicken slightly. "You like these?" She asked as she squeezed the big mounds in her shirt together, creating a deep valley of cleavage in the v-neck of her blouse.
"Uh...yeah." Connor replied. "I guess you could say that I'm a breast man."
"Really?" Sarah asked with a big grin. "Then I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this..." She crossed her arms and grabbed the bottom of her blouse and with one deliberate and smooth motion, pulled it over her head and tossed it on the floor. She now wore only a black lace bra that barely concealed her massive breasts, a short bright red leather mini-skirt and knee-length black leather boots.
Connor couldn't help the fact that his cock was beginning to stiffen and instead of pointing at the lab floor, it was now about one-third of its full hardness and climbing steadily.
Sarah walked over to him and asked for permission to touch the magnificent specimen that was beginning to swell obscenely from between his legs. "I've never seen one so big before...do you mind if I...I mean, can I touch it?"
"Sure," Connor replied, "on one condition."
"Take your bra off first". He commanded.
"I really don't think I should..." Sarah teased.
"Have it your way..." Connor said and began to stuff his big semi-erect dick back into his coveralls.
"Wait, OK, OK. Here, I'll do it." Sarah asked as she reached behind her and undid the clasps of her bra. As she bent her arms to reach the middle of her back her breasts were thrust forward, causing Connor's big penis to pulse and thicken a bit more.
The cups of the garment fell away and her massive tits bounced free. They were the most perfectly shaped breasts that Connor had ever seen, although very large, they had a very natural shape and rested proudly on her chest. Seeing her naked boobs caused his organ to swell again. By now he was more than halfway to full hardness, and Sarah was just getting started. "Most guys are a little overwhelmed by them," She announced "but you seem to be handling it quite well..." she smiled her stare transfixed on his cock.
"Now can I touch it?" She asked shyly.
Sarah slid her thin fingers around the bulbous head that was now quite large. "It's just that I've never seen one...so big..." The half-naked woman slid her fingers of her left hand all the way down the length of the thickening shaft until she reached the base. She tightened the grip with her left hand and began massaging the head with her right. A single droplet of clear fluid had formed at the tip which she squeezed and smeared over the head with her fingertips.
Now with a more deliberate "milking" motion she began to slowly pump the entire shaft, first with her left hand, and then using both hands. Her manipulations were having the desired effect and Connor's big dick was now hardened to nearly its full size, Sarah was beaming with amazement and satisfaction on the effect that she was having on him.
"I see you've gotten to know each other a little better." Emily said as she was walking down the stairs from the supply room. She had a tape measure in one hand and a small vile of clear liquid in the other. "Let's see if our friend here was exaggerating about his endowment, shall we?" She handed Sarah the tape measure and walked over to the workbench with the vile of clear liquid. While Sarah and Connor were fumbling with the tape measure, Emily held her breath and poured the contents of the vile into a clean cloth.
"Well, looks like he was telling the truth Emma," Sarah announced "ten-and a half, and I don't think he's completely..." She stopped when she saw her partner struggling with Connor, his big cock flapping from side to side. Emily had the cloth covering his mouth and had no intention of letting go. "What the hell?..." Sarah queried.
Connor's struggling weakened and within a few moments he collapsed on the stone floor.
"Don't just stand there!" Emily said to Sarah, half-shouting. "Help me get him undressed and up on the table."
Half-naked and still a bit unsure as to what was going on, Sarah did her best to help Emily lift Connor onto the large wooden table. Both women were in good shape and using their combined strength they were able to hoist him into place without too much exertion. Emily undid the laces of his work boots and slipped them off.
"You want to tell me what's going on?" Sarah asked Emily as they began to strip him of his coveralls. "Why did you have to knock him out? He might have been very willing to cooperate if we would have just..."
"Look, I'm under a lot of pressure here!" Barked Emily as she struggled with his undershirt. "I have a project that is about 20 thousand dollars over budget and a government contract that is about to expire. If I don't have some concrete results to prove that my invention works as well as I have claimed it will, we're finished, do you understand? They'll shut this lab down, Sarah. We'll have done all this for nothing. Is that what you want?"
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I made a big mistake but I didn't realize how bad until I realized my punishment. I got caught looking at porn by my girlfriend when she came home from work one night. I was busted red handed and the other hand on my cock. She began to spit an angry tirade on me about how she was working her ass off providing for me and my college. Ultimately, she was unfortunately right as she is 5 years older than me working fulltime and funding me through my last year of university.
Out behind her back, she showed me a small gift bag. I clenched and began to freak out when I saw what was inside it. Surprisingly, Rachael pranced on top of me trying to hold me down as I felt something cold and sharp come over my dick. I looked up when I heard a click and Rachael released her grip on me to see my cock trapped in a stainless steel cage held together by a tight ring at the base of the shaft leading down to the scrotum encased in it with the sheath surrounding the shaft all over the skin, the end of the sheath rounded and larger with my mushroom cloud head shoved into it for accommodation. The ring and sheath connected together with a gold plated, small key lock.
"Your cock is mine. Not porn's." Her words shook my soul.
I accepted the punishment thinking that I would be released for sex when she wanted it but it didn't happen. Instead, Rachael's low sex drive took over as she forced me to eat her out only a few times a week and then letting my cock out to clean it and shave when she came home and putting it right back in not even allowing me to touch.
After the first week, Rachael didn't get what she wanted. She expected me to obey her but instead, I resented every second of her when she was around me. I tried pulling the cage off, sawing it, trying to do what I can that way I could get off as the extreme sexual frustration came over me but it wouldn't budge. It was constantly uncomfortable with the metal always tugging my cock down and the cage base acting more like a cock ring with it so tight over the shaft keeping the blood flow tight causing me to be as hard as what the cage allowed turning it red in the few places I can see. Not long later, I almost sprayed pre-cum almost constantly causing me to have to change underwear constantly.
I've had enough and It's time today I stand up to her as she walks in the door with her work bags with me sitting at the bar stool.
"Hey." She smiles as she sets her bags at the counter sliding her shoes off.
I don't grin back. "I've had enough. Give me the key." I hold my hand out.
"No. It belongs to me. I do what I want with it." She holds her key fob out and shakes it with the tiny one shining under the bright kitchen light.
"I provide for you. Everything. Food, education, and everything else including those crazy car parts you got trying to help you out. I run this house and until you can provide something back, I expect to be given the privilege of power when you depend on me solely." She orders.
"I need a release! I am angry! I am sexually frustrated! My cock is red and hard all the time in this stupid thing! It hurts! Let me out!" I instruct.
"You want a release?" She asks angrily.
She walks over to me. "Fine but you're not going to like it." She grabs my hand and I follow her down into the basement.
We go down the wooden stairs and she flips the lights on. As expected, the bondage rigs I once used on her are all mounted in their original place but my heart sinks when I realize they'll be used on me. She shuts the door to the stairs behind me with a lock. I then notice some strange intricate device idling on the bench adjacent to the bondage table.
"I bought it a few weeks ago. I expected this would happen where you would beg to be let out of your cage." She explains.
"I'll tell you later but it will be used on you. Undress." She demands.
I become very confused but I begin to fumble for my shirt.
"Come on. If you don't want to cook dinner, you better speed it up." She orders.
I do and my jeans and underwear slide over the top of the cage and drop down to my legs as I stand in front of her stark nude. My cock presses hard on the cage and I wince in pain.
She views me up to down with her eyes tracing over my body then nods. "Up on the table."
I get myself on top of the leather padded board for a table and lay down in a position with my arms spread out and my legs slightly pushed out. She begins to fasten the leather restraint belts over me one by one as I once did to her. The legs go down then my hips and chest up to several on my arms. I can't budge in them as I see my cock dark red inside the cage.
Rachael then begins to strip off her office outfit as the dress comes off following her black bra and purple panties. She stands naked to my side and my cock continues trying to jump out of its hopeless cage. Rachael looks better than ever to me mostly because of my blind sexual appetite. Her perfect, perky breasts and hard nipples sticking out at me and her trimmed cameltoe between her shaven legs. She then moves as her face sits over top of me as she stares down at me. I feel her warm hands rub up my chest and over the straps and I feel tingles rush down my spine.
"Here's the deal." She begins. "I will give you releases but I will be milking you. That is a milking machine. It's a classic style surge milker but you know what it was for?" She asks.
"It was built for cow teats. Luckily for you, I had a custom teat cup ordered or should I say cock receiver that's fitted to it. All with a latex liner and aluminum constrictions rings and a nozzle over top to lube it. It's fit for this penis but the pressure will be high or else it won't be able to cycle. It has a pulsator on it that cuts the vacuum off and on and I purposely put in stronger springs for the cock receiver. It's to make sure I collect every last drop into the pail because I will be selling all of your cum privately to make some extra cash. It will be painful but this will be your only release until you graduate." She describes.
"My beautiful tits and ass will help drain you." She mentions.
She then grabs her keys out of her pocket and takes the small gold one in her fingers. To great bliss, the key slides in the lock and unlocks with a click. Rachael guides the lock out with the sheath pulled off and then the ring and my ball trap slowly off. My cock finally feels free and I moan with enthusiasm as my cock stands at her attention completely red
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