Milking myself as I rubbed my slick fingers over my clit with furious motions.

"That's it," I moaned as the sensations rippled through my body. Pleasure and pain rocketed from my breasts to my pussy and I screamed as my orgasm crashed over me.

My body shuddered as my climax engulfed me.

I struggled to breathe, my body jolting as wave after wave of pain pleasure washed over me. I whimpered and moaned as I tugged harder on my nipples and shoved my cunt against my hand.

"That's it," I groaned as I flung my head back. "That's it." I slammed my fingers into my pussy, fucking myself hard as I rubbed my clit. I squeezed my nipple and tugged. Milk poured down my breasts and dripped down onto my stomach and down onto the bed.

I screamed again as another climax ripped through me, shaking my body as my pussy clenched and spasmed. I'd never come so hard in my life.

I squirmed and moaned as my heart pounded against my ribs. I lay there for too long, waiting for my breathing to steadyas I eased my hand away from my pussy and my aching breasts. When I was sure that I could move without falling off the bed I smiled up at the cameras.

I needed a shower.

My god, I thought.How good would it feel to masturbate while being milked? Or to be fucked at the same time?I groaned at the image that slid into my mind. Me strapped to the milking machine, unable to move while the milk was forcibly sucked out of my body, shaking and moaning as a powerful alien drilled his thick cock into my eager pussy.

Ecstasy.

Maybe I wouldn't mind the milkings so much if that were the case...

The light panels in the ceiling hummed to life as the door to my chamber slid open. I groaned and rolled over, but heavy footfalls echoed in the corridor and I sat up straight as four guards marched into the room, led by the amber-skinned alien who had replaced Selnar as my guard.

I'd expected him to fuck me at some point, but he'd never shown any interest in me beyond bringing my food and checking my vital signs with a device that the doctors had given him.

"What's going on?"

One of the guards pulled a piece of clothing from the wardrobe and threw it at me. "Dressed," he growled.

I scrambled out of bed and pulled the garment over my head. The gossamer material hung down my body and was secured by a thick leather strap that encircled my waist like a corset.

As I fumbled with the buckle on the leather belt, a guard clipped a heavy chain to the collar around my neck.

"Come," the guard growled. He jerked on the chain and I stumbled after him. The other three flanked us, creating a wall of muscular alien flesh around me as I was marched out of my chamber and down the hallway.

The metallic panels all looked alike, white and stark. But as they pulled me along, the panels changed. More blinking lights. More data pad screens. And the metallic walls changed from white to black. Hard and foreboding.

"Where are you taking me?" I cried.

"Quiet," the guard growled. A shove from behind made me stumble, but I caught myself before I fell. My breasts ached with every jostling step, and they bounced lewdly as I was hustled down the hallway.

The guards came to a stop in front of a wide bank of monitors and data panels. Other blue-skinned aliens worked the control pads, tapping on screens and speaking their strange language as they did so. I thought I saw Selnar among them, but he didn't look at me.

The guard who held my chain stepped back as a doctor approached from the opposite direction.

I grabbed for my metal collar and held it tightly. "Help me," I said desperately. "Where are they taking me?"

The doctor's smile wasn't comforting. He pulled a large syringe from a metal case and the guards took hold of my arms to keep me still. I cried out as he pressed the needle into the side of my neck and injected me with a solution that made my lips feel numb and my stomach tight.

"What—"

"Take her," the doctor snapped.

The amber-skinned alien jerked on my chain as the other guards released their hold on me, and I stumbled after him as he led me down a narrow hallway filled with glowing green panels.

A low hum vibrated through my bare feet as I tried to keep pace with the guard. We approached a large door and a hatch slid open. The amber-skinned guard paused long enough to tap his fingers against a data panel. The collar around my neck tightened just enough to make me gasp and my knees buckled. I would have fallen but his strong grip on my chain kept me steady.

He said something to the other guards, who each took an arm and lifted me up into the air. I screamed as my toes dragged across the metal floor.