Page 105 of M!lked For His Pleasure

"Last check," he said as he stepped over to my breasts and rubbed his bare fingers along each of them, plucking and pulling at the nipples until I felt warmth spread through my breasts. I moaned as the doctor's fingers slipped along my swollen flesh.

“Good girl,” the doctor murmured as he squeezed my nipple, pinching hard enough to make me cry out.

The doctor stepped away and held up a shot glass sized collection tube up to the light. “Excellent quality,” he said. “Cloudy and sweet. The highest grade in this batch of milkers.”He stepped out of my field of vision and I closed my eyes as humiliation swept over me. My legs shuddered, and my pussy ached to be fucked.

I couldn’t lift my head to see what happened next, but I heard the male alien smack his lips and suck air through his teeth. "As you promised, doctor,” he said in a smooth voice that sent a shudder up my spine. “Absolutely, perfect."

"Good, good," Merix said. He smacked my ass hard enough to make me yelp. "This milker has produced some of the best quality we've seen in years."

"Have her returned to her room," the man said as he walked toward the door. Before he exited the exam room his footsteps paused. "Keep her out of the next milking."

My breath caught in my throat.

"Understood," Merix said.

As soon as the door closed behind him, the doctor began to unlatch the restraints on the examination harness. I stumbled as he clipped my chain back to the ring set into the floor and then handed me my gown. "Put this on and return to your room."

My body ached and my nipples throbbed, begging to be milked. I looked over at the door that slid open. A male guard with pale violet skin entered the room. I didn’t recognize him and a wave of fear swept over me. "Where's Selnar," I asked.

"Reassigned," the doctor said casually as he tapped on his data pad.

Fuck.

What did that mean? I mean, I wouldn’t miss the selfish bastard, that was for damn sure. The new guard was handsome enough, and my mouth watered as I wondered what his cock was like.

The new guard took hold of my chain, but he didn’t treat me like Selnar had. He walked at a slower pace and didn’t jerk on the chain or force me to run. When the door of my room slidopen, he pushed me inside, but his touch wasn’t unkind, just impersonal. He unclipped the chain on my collar and didn’t say anything to me.

I looked back at him and almost asked him what the hell was happening, but the door slid closed before I could say anything.

I let out a sigh, but then noticed the silver tray that was waiting for me on the small table near the only other piece of furniture in the room. A passably comfortable chair that I sat in to stare at the fake window that was installed in the wall of my chamber.

I bent over the tray and lifted the shining silver lid off the plate. I gasped as the smell hit my nostrils. The food smelled so good. Better than anything I’d ever eaten even on earth… Nothing like the tasteless meals I’d gotten used to.

My stomach growled, wanting me to fill it as soon as possible with the delicacies. I forgot all of my rebellion as I snatched a piece of the food and shoved it into my mouth. Flavor burst on my tongue, the very best meat and succulent fruit that I’d never tasted before.

Heaven.

What had changed? Who was this mysterious man in the examination room? Was he the man behind the camera?

God, I hoped he was. The image I’d conjured of him had helped me cum more than I wanted to admit… and now I had a devastatingly handsome face to go with the fantasies, and the hope of a thick green cock…

I looked up at the camera and smiled. "Thank you," I said aloud and hoped that he could see and hear me.

That's when I noticed an envelope propped up against the small spherical lamp on my bedside table. I grabbed it and tore it open.

You've been chosen for a private milking.

I stared at the message, confused.

A private milking? What the fuck did that even mean?

Chapter Three

Two more meals were delivered to my chamber, each one more delicious than the last, but the amber-skinned guard who delivered the trays and took away the empty ones didn't speak to me. He barely looked at me.

"What's going on?" I demanded.

But the door slid closed and I was alone again.

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