Milked Dry 2
#2 of Milk
Here is a sequel to my first story Milked Dry. I hope it receives a similar response to the first!
I feel like there isn't much actual sex in this one.. i think i got carried away maybe with other stuff.. anyway enjoy.
Professor Vector continued his tour of the laboratory with the contributors trailing behind him listening. It was important their funding continue. Even if the product was making huge profit margins, the extra income was allowing them to expand their facilities all over the land. He was giving them an in depth tour of their headquarters, and next up was the state of the art milking factory. But first, a locker room where he instructed them to put on the overalls and gloves provided. It was important that the facility remain as hygenic as possible and nothing from the outside was brought in to contaminate the milking room. Once everyone was dressed, he guided them to an air lock which closed with a hiss. The group waited for a green light above two wider glass doors opposite which then opened up into the facility. Like a more twisted, sexual chocolate factory.
The professor of course took the lead, guiding the group into the large warehouse sized room. The sounds of machine whirring and pumping filled the room, as the group murmured took in the scene. Rows and rows of Anthro species, Taurs, Equines, Canines, and Felines all restrained and hooked up to tubes pumping and sucking on their rock hard dicks.
"As you can see ladies and gentlemen this state of the art facility uses the latest in cumtech to extract the semen and store it in these vats," He indicated pointing along the nearest tube from cock to ceiling and back down into one of several large vats in the center of the room. "We can extract anywhere from 1 litre a day from our smaller specimens, and often upwards of 5 litres from the larger species." He explained, gesturing from a leopard to a large black bull. "Though this handsome Taur specimen," he grinned evilly, "Managed to break our record with 10 whole litres," earning some awed murmurs from the group. It was indeed a huge amount, more than he thought possible from any species, but this one was particularly large and virile.
The professor remembered a time when this specimen first came in, he was aggressive and difficult to control. He growled at all the staff for weeks and weeks, and developed a special meaning for the professor for his pure tenacity. But like all the others he was broken, and now there was only an empty hopeless look in his eyes. Vaguely sad if he thought about it, but he really didn't care. This specimen like all the others were here for one reason, to be milked of copious amounts of their precious seed. "How can they produce so much?" One of the group asked, as if echoing his thoughts. "These anthros are partly magical beings and as such do not work the same as most biological systems. Plus we feed them our special C+ drug which causes their prostates and testicles to work overtime." he explained, feeling not for the first time like a superior being among insects.
He heaved the heavy see through suction pod up for the group to see more clearly the large phallus inside being stimulated. String's of pre were being sucked into the tube which fed into the vat. In an unnecessary demonstration of how much control they had of the creatures the professor squeezed the large melon sized balls of the bull. "Feel free to test the weight of these testicles for yourselves," he told the group, stepping back to watch as a couple of the braver guests feel up the bulls moneymakers. The added stimulation seemed to push the bull over into probably his third ejaculation of the day, and the group watched as nearly two pints of brilliant white cum shoot from the bulls penis and get sucked straight through the pipe into the cumvat. More awed murmurs and nodding followed this display. The sight was even getting the professor a little hot under the collar, and he smiled proudly. With the group seemingly satisfied with this specimen, he took them through the rest of the warehouse. Sometimes stopping to admire a particular specimen, and ask more questions about the process. While the professor generally found this particular job beneath him, he also enjoyed the opportunity to show off his work. Plus the view wasn't bad with all these hunky creatures tied up and laid bare for him to control. His beeper alerted him that a new batch had arrived and he signalled one of the many workers to take over the group. "Thank you everyone for coming to see Cumtech today, I leave you with Dannell now to finish the tour," he smiled to the group as they clapped clearly impressed. Turning he headed out into an area marked "Staff only" to see this new shipment for himself.
The captured Taurs were tied up and held together by electrified shackles in single file. They were also blindfolded and a couple looked worse for ware and even bleeding.
Scowling the professor looked to the hunters, "Why are these ones in such bad shape?" He demanded. The hunters were always instructed to capture the creatures as efficiently and cleanly as possible so as not to damage the good.
"They attacked us," the lead hunter told him with an indifferent shrug. Foolish creatures, thinking hey could over power the advanced tech of the fey compared to their comparatively primitive tools.
Rubbing his forehead in frustration, the professor sighed, "Heal them up and have them taken to the induction chambers," he dismissed them with a weary wave. The induction chambers were where the captured specimens were taken and cleaned, healed and then tagged by sticking a special ring around their cocks, which both kept them hard and also gave them an id number and tracking sequence. They were also equipped with a standard vibrating plug in their anus to stimulate the prostate. This meant the animals could be pushed to maximum milking potential, which after all was the aim of this whole enterprise.
He watched the line of bulls be prodded into corridor which led to the induction chambers, admiring the specimens for what they were. A large brown bull caught his attention, he seemed familiar to the professor somehow.. one matching his description almost exactly managed to escape a local farming facility not far from here actually. Could it be him again? How delicious that he should be captured once again. Still feeling a little pent up from the display in the milking room, he told one of his researchers to pull this one into his office once he had been re-initiated. Time to have a little fun today he though deviously.
Jupiter was taken blindfolded into a cool indoor room. His hands were bound by the painful electrified chains but even more painful to him was his damaged ego. They didn't stand a change against the Fey, and now he was back in the clutches of the same people that Marcus had saved him from just a few short days ago. Thoughts of Marcus were to difficult and he tried to distract himself with desperately figuring a way out of this mess. He heard talking no doubt between the hunters and Fey who were running this operation, before they were lead deeper into the building to a new room which was much cooler than outdoors. He felt the shackles detach themselves from the bulls infront and behind him, but they moved as if powerfully magnetised, no matter how much he resisted it was futile. His blind food was then removed and he could see he was now shackled to the wall of a large shower pod on his own. The stainless steel panel walls gave him some degree of privacy for what he knew was about to follow. A nozzle from the ceiling started soaking him with warm water that admittedly relaxed his aching muscles. But he was still tense from knowing what was coming next, helpless to the machines ministrations. Next a pinkish gel started hosing him down and healing his bruised wrists and the gash to his arm. Caused by an over zealous Conrad while they were resisting capture.
Then another burst of warm water before another hose came just out of the floor. This one snaked up like a tentacle to point to his tail hole. It shot warm water at his butt hole getting close and closer until it was right against him and he could feel warm water getting inside him. The hose slowly pushed the head of its slim smooth nozzle inside him and he grimaced. It slowly filled him with water before popping out again while holding his sphincter open. He groaned with discomfort as the cleaning fluid washed him inside and out. Releasing him this hose retreated back into the floor, as a wider hose snaked from the wall in front of him and encased his cock. It was made of a see through rubber so he could see it fill with a blue fluid that bubbled as it washed his cock pulling back the foreskin to clean his head thoroughly. It might have felt pleasurable if he knew this wasn't preparing him to be a cum cow. Finally it retreated with a slurping noise, and four wider openings opened in the sides of the box blasting him with warm air drying his body.
Finally a different arm from the front slid a silver ring over his cock to the base which adjusted with a click to fit quite snugly. A plug was attached to it by tube which was then unceremoniously popped into his arse. He found he couldn't push it out before it started vibrating. The ring and the plug together made him groan for the first time in this box. He didn't want to give them the satisfaction of hearing his discomfort, but the dual stimulation had him leaking pre like a faucet.
His hips thrusted involuntarily before the bursting vibrations stopped. Looking down at his rock hard and throbbing cock, the viens bulged and he felt at the edge of orgasm. He'd never been so horny except for when he was fucking Marcus.
He couldn't dwell on those thoughts though, as the pod door opened and his bound wrists were pulled by some force that he couldn't fight no matter how hard he pulled. He didn't want to bruise his wrists again until he found a better opportunity to escape.
He was jerked to re-join his brothers in a line, noticing some of them were more shaken than others after they must have been through this process for the first time. Some continued to fight but Jupiter had to trust himself to find a way out.
They were led into a large were house where Jupiter was horrified to see all the captured creatures shackled to milking machines, feeding into huge vats.
"Wait!" someone shouted at the researchers starting to hook the group up to the vats. "This one," another researcher came running over indicating Jupiter, "He is going to the professors office pronto," before pulling out a needle and injecting him in the arse cheek. Jupiter had no time to fight the blackness that engulfed him.
Jupiter woke groggily with hands and feet cuffed to a steel bed. Looking around him he found that he was in an office or lab of sorts. But most worrying. He was away from the others... Why had he been singled out?
But he didn't have long to think as the main scientist came into the room with a dark smile on his face. "Ah so you're awake," he said with unconcealed pleasure.
"No doubt you're wondering where your friends are and why you're here," he continued ignoring the dark look of hatred Jupiter gave him. His muscles flexed painfully under the thick metal cuffs now held firmly to a steel table, cold against his bare body.
"Well let me introduce myself, I am Professor Vector, head researcher here at CumTech," he said grandly before continuing, "You're all here of course so we, the Fey, can collect your semen. You will soon join your friends, but sometimes I like to... Borrow one of you specimens for my own pleasure. In the interest of research of course!" he chuckled to himself, obviously thinking himself very amusing. He began to removed his lab coat and clothes, Jupiter held his tongue from the string of threats and insults he wanted to throw at the little weasel. He remained stoically silent, which at least gave him something to focus on. The professor's body was like an athletic humans but with a blueish tint, indicating his Fey heritage. He looked surprisingly well built which must have been hidden under the lab coat. But he was totally unappealing to Jupiter who only had eyes for his Marcus.
The professor came over and sat on the edge of the table, placing a hand on Jupiters well defined abs. Marcus gave him such a look of loathing that the professor actually laughed, "I see you still need to be broken," he observed cheerfully, "Excellent," he said almost to himself, as he stroked Jupiters impressive body.
"We'll see how you feel once i've drained you of some of that precious cum," the professor, pushed a button on a remote that immediately started Jupiters cock ring and plug vibrating. Jupiter gritted his teeth as his cock went rigid in it's hardness, and pre started to leak out.
"Beautiful," the professor commented before, leaning forward and licking the pre straight from the slit. "Mmm and the taste!" he exclaimed as if tasting fine wine. Jupiter could only writhe in his bound position, using his willpower to try and resist. Laughing, the professor jumped up and opened a drawer in his desk. Jupiter watched as he pulled out a tube of clear liquid which he proceeded to drizzle onto his fingers and then spread on his smooth arse.
Jupiter hoped bitterly that his dick would tear the Fey in two, but doubted this was the first time he'd done this to one of his specimens. Returning to the table he jumped up and straddled Jupiter's body. "Be gentle," he purred as if Jupiter had any control at all, before lifting himself to line Jupiters hard cock up with his arse. He rubbed the slippery head over his hole a few times, teasing himself, and then pushing. The head of Jupiter's cock slid into the tight hole, gritting his teeth and hoping Marcus would forgive him. He knew he wouldn't be able to last must longer. His balls were aching to shoot their load into this tight warm hole.
The professor slid himself all the way to the root, sighing as he rotated his hips rubbing that hard cock against his prostate. Jupiter thought if he could stay still a moment he might be able to hold on, but suddenly the fey slid off so only the head stayed in before slamming himself back down, with a cry of ecstasy. Jupiter could feel his balls draw up tight, and as the professor slammed himself down again, Jupiter exploded his orgasm into the fey's willing hole. "Oh yeah, fill me up with that cum," he moaned, grinding himself down on Jupiter's spasming cock. He seemed to shoot so much that it started leaking out of the now sloppy hole.
Reaching down the professor scooped some of the escaped cum onto his fingers, and licked it off. This seemed to push him over the edge and he shot his load over Jupiters chest. A pitiful amount in comparison, but then his cum wasn't needed for collection. He paused a moment with Jupiter's still hard dick inside him, before slowly slipping off. The cock popping free, and more cum leaking onto the table and floor.
Regaining some of his professionalism, despite his now sweaty skin and cum soaked arse. The professor told him "Yes I think you'll do just fine here,"