Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“Take it off,” Dr. Brandt commanded, his deep voice resonant. “The robe has to go—I need you bare for milking.”
Her heart lurched. She’d only just put the robe back on—she didn’t want to be naked again!
“No! I don’t want—”
He didn’t wait to hear her protest. His big hands caught the sash and pulled. The robe fell open, sliding off her shoulders to puddle around her feet.
Lexi gasped, her arms flying up to cover herself, but the big Kindred caught her wrists easily and tugged them down. His golden eyes blazed as he looked at her.
“No hiding,” he said sternly. “I must see everything while I milk you. I need access to your entire body, Alexandra.”
Humiliation and heat warred inside her, her nipples hard, her thighs quivering.
How can he just act like I’m his? Like I belong to him—his property to strip, bare and trembling before him?
Before she could protest again, Dr. Brandt bent and scooped her up. She squeaked, her bare breasts pressing against his broad, bare chest. His warm scent surrounded her, making her body react.
Oh God, why does he have to smell so good?
He set her down on the mossy table, arranging her firmly on her hands and knees. The living cushion gave under her knees and palms, cool and damp. Her ass was high in the air, breasts swaying heavily beneath her. She had never felt so naked and vulnerable in her life—she wished desperately she could just disappear.
“Good,” Dr. TOo-loo said approvingly, because of course he and T’linga were in the milking lab too, watching. “The position is correct. Now apply the salve.”
Brandt took the jar of golden cream from the Terian and, without hesitation, cupped her breasts in both hands. He kneaded them firmly, rolling and tugging her nipples as he worked the slick salve into each tight peak.
Lexi gasped, her cheeks flaming.
“Br—Brandt!”
His eyes narrowed sternly.
“That’s Dr. Brandt—or Sir—to you, Alexandra. Don’t forget again.”
She bit her lip, her whole body trembling.
Sir. Oh God…
Why did that word make her stomach flutter?
When Dr. Brandt finished, with the salve he placed the suction cups over her nipples. The crystalline domes gleamed, tubing connecting them to the glass container on the stand beside the table she was on. He twisted the clasps, sealing them tight, and flipped the switch.
The suction began at once—steady, rhythmic pulls that tugged her nipples long and tight. Lexi whimpered—the strange sensation was both uncomfortable and disturbingly erotic. Drops of golden nectar spattered into the container…but not much more.
“Ah, she’s shy. Sometimes subjects require extra stimulation,” Dr. Too-loo said matter-of-factly.
“What kind of stimulation?” Dr. Brandt asked, frowning.
“Oh, clitoral and intravaginal are best,” the alien doctor replied. “When T’linga is being milked, I often fuck her during collection—it greatly increases her production.”
Lexi’s head snapped up.
“What? Nobody said anything about…about that! I didn’t agree to that!”
But even as the words left her mouth, an image flashed in her head: Brandt pulling down his trousers and pushing that enormous cock she’d felt against her belly when he spanked her, deep into her pussy while her breasts were milked. Heat flushed through her body, and to her shame, nectar squirted into the cups with a sharp spurt.
“Ah—do you see her reacting? That is most definitely what she needs,” Dr. ToO-loo nodded wisely. “Do not worry, my dear,” he said kindly to Lexi. “If you do not wish to have Dr. Brandt fuck you, we have implements we can use instead.”
He rolled over a tray to show her and Lexi’s eyes widened at the strange alien sex toys. All of them were shaped basically like dildos but that was where any resemblance to Earth sex toys ended.
One device was long and ridged, glowing faintly pink. Its surface was flexing rhythmically as though it was breathing. Another one curled like a hook. It was covered in purple, fleshy fronds that writhed lazily. A third was a long spiral, thicker than her wrist, pulsing with blue light. There were more, but they appeared to get progressively stranger. All of them looked slick, obscene, and utterly alien to Lexi.
She stared at the three devices.
“By implements, you mean…dildos.”
“You could call them that, I suppose,” Dr. TOo-loo said cheerfully. “But whatever you call them, they are most efficient. And of course, the larger the implement, the more it increases nectar production. It’s good for you to have your pussy filled and stretched while your breasts are being milked, my dear,” he added.
Lexi felt her cheeks heating with a blush.
“I don’t think—”
“This one.”
Dr. Brandt selected one—a thick, bulbous light blue shaft covered in ridges, with a long, curved appendage sprouting from its base. The appendage was covered with tiny tendrils that reached and flicked like hungry tongues.
Lexi’s stomach dropped when she saw its girth.
“That’s too big! I’ve never…never taken anything that size before.”
“You can take it,” Brandt said firmly. His voice was low and rough, with an edge she hadn’t heard before. He stroked her bare back as he held the alien implement in his other hand. “You’re already wet, little Lexi,” he growled softly. “Your soft little pussy is slick from your spanking.”