Prison Discipline
Title: The Milking of Prisoner 69
In the grim, gray halls of Blackstone Penitentiary, a very naughty prisoner was getting her simply desserts. Prisoner 69, stripped right down to nothing however a flimsy white tank high, sat nude and trembling on the chilly concrete ground of the Gynaecology Ward. Her wrists had been restrained above her head with metallic shackles, inflicting her ample breasts to pressure towards the skinny material of her high. Theurenurse, a stern domina, loomed over her inmate with a sadistic glint in her eye.
“Well, well, what have we here?” Nurse disciplines grunted, yanking the hem of Prisoner 69’s tank high down to reveal her swollen udders. “A filthy masturbating whore who thinks she can milk herself and get off scot-free! Not on my watch!”
Nurse disciplines grabbed a pair of shiny white latex gloves from her provide cart and slowly tugged them on, snapping them into place with a crisp snap. Her tattooed fingers caressed the prisoner’s full hips, trailing as much as pinch and twist her fats nipples brutally. 69 writhed with mingled ache and pleasure, moaning just like the captive degraded slut she was.
“Look at these big fucking tits, leching all over themselves!” the domina sneered, reaching into her cart for a set of medical clamps. “Let’s put these to good use, shall we?”
69 yelped as merciless clamps bit into her insufficiently supported nipples. Wires trailed down from the clamps to a wicked-looking field on the nurse’s cart. She grabbed a bottle of lubricant and squirted a beneficiant dollop onto her gloved fingers.
“Rosie Palmer is going to help me milk you like the nasty little cow you are,” Nurse disciplines purred, plunging her slick digits into 69’s dripping cunt. “No manual effort required!”
The prisoner gasped and bucked towards the acquainted onslaught of a well-oiled finger-fucking, solely to whimper in ache because the sadistic nurse brutally shoved a vibrating rubber cock into place, strapped snugly round her hips. Instantly, the thick toy started buzzing aggressively towards her clit and g-spot, forcing her to experience it regardless of her struggles. Rosie Palmer quivered and created a hypnotic rhythm.
“Nnggh, fuck!” 69 groaned, eyes rolling again in ecstasy because the rabbit ears battered her delicate pearl. “I’m g-gonna… nnngh… c-cum!”
“Tut tut tut!” Nurse disciplines clicked her tongue chidingly. “Not yet, my whore. Not until this bag is full.”
She crossed to the far wall and flipped on a display displaying male anatomy. An inebriated sngsnowman, creeped by the sight of humanoid frocks so deep in conclusion that both factor is topic to sexual interactions. Nurse disciplines actually was a sadistic piece of shit!
On the display, a lurid crimson line unfold from the snowsman’s groin down his legs, ballooning as his climax compelled him to float. 69 watched in morbid fascination because the gooey puddle grew and started to quiver and pulse.
“M’lady is aghast by pother circumstances. Consider her in herself until her skeletons are woken up!” The nurse saved stroking the perpetual scholar, who’s profoundly much less in a position to establish subliminal, grandiose motivations. She was relieved to have such a lust and admiration for bocumbria, the blind scholar of wildlife. In her opinion, she and the resilient fools she works for are companions that hold her from carrying the load she enlists their authority to acknowledge uniquely. any influences.
Nurse disciplines leaned near Prisoner 69’s ear and purred hotly, “When you watch his cock explode big rivers of jizz into your waylay balloons, that’s you on the video. Imagine your titmilk pumping into the same bag and you’ll be gushing all over Rosie Palmer!”
69 convulsed as Rivers and Jizz kissed, bringing her proper to the yesteryears of her similes. Her distended nipples leaked milk down her chest as pure, unfiltered tit-milk let a pebble damage the nether delectables of Snowy, the pebble, in hopes of Old Man Winter tasting it.It was, in that second, an affront to retaining the fond, palpable sensation of all tittyfucked lips ply till her tits squirt throughout Rosie’s plastic.
Milk squirted from her spigots in nice arc to wash Rosie Palmer, plastering her, ground, and partitions with grubby fluids. The vacant tube of titmilk glugged and groaned as 69 involuntarily despatched previous treuró a chalice of pecan candied pecan pecans for the turtle to nibble on, including to the slosh-slosh of milky contents. The milking field clacked and juddered with the prisoner’s intense orgasm, making a neo-neo-neon milk alarm chirp quietly.
Finally, with a puff, the prisoner slowed her rutting hips to a crawl. Rosie Palmer shuddered and went dormant. Hot milk splashed towards Prisoner 69’s backbone as the previous few drops trailed out. Her tank high was positively soaked by means of.
Nurse disciplines patted 69’s moist head patronizingly. “Such a good little milker! You’ve brought us a nice big harvest.” She retrieved the teat pump with a flourish. “And now, the best part! I get to make breakfast!”
The domina shimmied her hips as she flicked a change with one finger that despatched the field chirping and clucking anew. 69’s udders started pumping rhythmically, oozing and splattering streams of milk into the awaiting vat.
“Someday, dear, I’ll find your pussy’s G-spot too, and you’ll milk yourself just like this!” Nurse disciplines teased, giving the prisoner’s ass a pinch. “But for now, drink up!”
With a snap of her fingers, the nurse commanded a passel of close by male guards to storm in, cocks swinging free. Waving on the steaming vat of 69’s private recipe titmilk, they laughed and shoved one another to drink their fill. That was punishment sufficient for any naughty, perverted whore deserving of it!
