Page 51 of Milk & Malice: Vadik
Oh god. I did.
“Moo. Moo. Moo.”
“A little late for that now, my naughty cow.”
I felt him ease out of me, but when his come dripped out I felt him collect it.
“Turn around and eat my come,” he snapped.
I groaned at my aching muscles but turned around.
I glanced at his face, but it didn't budge.
Thick white dollops of come sat on the tip of his cock.
I took a deep breath and began to lick, hoping he might give me some more chocolate cake as a reward if I did a good job. I sucked him in my mouth, tasting us both. It wasn't as disgusting as I’d imagined.
That was a worrying thought.
???
He came back within minutes, still only wearing his black trousers. He had a small black strap in his hand, but my jaw fell open when I saw the attachment.
“Moo!” I panicked.
“Would you rather spend a few nights with Stumpy?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
I whined and eyed the size of the dick attached to the black restraint.
Why couldn’t he come up with a normal punishment?
What was I thinking?
Why did I need to be punished?
My cake almost came back up at the wheezing sounds Stumpy made. I sullenly pointed at the plastic dick.
“Good choice,” he said, voice dry and smug.
“It’s only for an hour while I suck you dry,” he added, and I relaxed.
“But this is the only cock you get until you can last five hours. Each day, I’ll increase it by an hour.”
It was a fraction of his length, but still looked far too long for my mouth.
“It’s only ten centimetres,” he said, bringing it to my lips.
I half-heartedly opened my mouth.
There was no easing in. He shoved it down my throat, fastening it while I gagged and choked with it pressing past my tonsils. I kept choking until I managed to breathe through my nose and swallow. My eyes watered, and drool began to pool in my mouth.
One whole hour?
Wait—five days without cock?
I glanced at his hand. He held a tiny set of keys.
It was locked in place.
