Page 137 of M!lked For His Pleasure

When I lifted my head, Gyanys held a small petaled cup filled with liquid to my lips.

I drank it without protest. It tasted like sweet water. Strangely, I at once felt a little better. The pain was there, yes, but I wanted to stretch into it, to blend it with the arousal leaking between my thighs.

“Will that flower taint her milk?” I heard Yoane ask.

“We can toss out the next batch, or perhaps bottle it up for a celebration,” Gyanys replied quietly.

“She will not learn her lesson if the discipline is pleasurable.” Hovyk rubbed something akin to aloe on the welts.

I hissed at the sting but giggled. I felt lighter. Like I could float.

“She suffered enough in the spanking phase of the punishment.”

“The guide says naughty human cow women get a, and I quote, ‘dick in their ass for misbehaving.’ I think that means it’s not supposed to be pleasurable,” Yoane offered.

I burst out laughing. “I feel like I’m trapped in a psychedelic monster porn movie. And I am so fucking horny. Let’s do this.”

Yoane then added, “Will our aedeagi fit? Maybe human men have small penises.”

I felt more probing at my back entrance, but rather than clench up, I pushed back into Hovyk’s hand. “It stretches. It should be fine. She can handle it.”

*giggles*“You’re trying to make me fall in love. I know it. But enough sweet talk.” I rocked into his finger, fucking myself. I knew the nerves around the anus made it a hot erogenous zone.

“This seems to be arousing her. Get the bottles, Yoane. We can’t sell the cream or the milk, but as Gyanys said, we can explore the properties of the nectar-infused dairy.”

“Lift up a bit, sweet cow. I’ll milk you at the same time.”

I let Gyanys lift me to my hands and knees and slip a milking pan under my chest. My boobs were so heavy they damn near rested in the dish.

“With four hands, does that mean you can fuck my mouth while the bottom pair milk me?”

“I could.” He stroked my hair. “The nectar has made you embrace your discipline. Good girl.”

“She’s still a naughty girl,” I heard Hovyk growl. When he thrust a large finger into my pussy, I groaned and gushed all over him.

The sudden orgasm was intense, with me screaming in pleasure in a symphony of yelps and shouts to my deity.

“Are you sure the nectar is safe for hucows?” Yoane rushed to collect bottles. “This is a lot of cream!”

“Yes,” Gyanys assured. “I got it from our orchard. It is the same that the gardens give the pollinators on hard days. It causes Earthlings euphoria for a bit, but otherwise, no side effects or withdrawal.”

I laughed. “I’m probably addicted, but who cares? Let me see your cocks, Ant Daddies. Momma is horny and ready to get fucked.”

“Yeah,” Hovyk said. “Show her what you will be putting in her throat.”

When Gyanys stepped back and unclasped his overalls. I choked on my gasp as they dropped to his boots, and his full body was revealed. He undressed, and I stared.

For one, the abdominal muscles were impressive. Hard, cut, covered with a thin, flexible shell which, if anything like his arms, felt like healthy fingernails to me. Warm. Both strong and bendable.

The second notable thing was his stinger was now free of the fabric confines. He had used it during the fight with the ladybug, but I realized now that the garment had a small flap in the back of the material that allowed the alien to grow… I don’t know what I’d call it. A battle erection?

The third startling thing was his penis—err, aedeagus. It was huge. While not so different from a man’s in shape, the flexible shell shaft parted at the end, opening like a squeeze pouch with the tension of his arousal, revealing the cockhead.

It was so long. And so thick. I didn’t even know if I could fit my mouth around it.

“Is… is it safe?” I asked between pants.

“When earthlings have sex with their cows, it is safe?”

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