Squirt Milking

Hello. Although we're milking your semen on a daily basis, the aphrodisiac is keeping your body sharp and horny. This is what I call wretched, right? You're now truly making the face of an animal. A miserable drooling face. But your dick is in a rock-hard, shameful condition. You want to have your balls milked dry again? Hm, you even nod. You know you'll be milked until you cry tears, but your penis can't win to the throbbing. Your pathetic penis keeps losing to the aphrodisiac . Being jerked off by a girl has such a twitchy appeal. Your semen has no value anymore except offering it to the succubus, and we made lots of it. Milking your full tank, again and again... What conditions are your balls fulfilling anymore again? Hm, allright. I'll also milk you today. But no semen today. No copwer either. We'll collect your squirt water. Did you know? Human males can squirt the same as females. However, while women squirt with pleasure, it is quite painful for males. It is 10 times as intense as milking semen. I'll be polishing and scrubbing the tip of your penis, the glans, until it's bright red and you'll go completely insane, as you squirt from the stimulus. It's a centralized attack to your sensitive glans. I'll rub and scrub without mercy. Some animals have gone to waste from this, but who can help it with our orders? At least it sells at a high price, so even if you break, you're expendable. The profit makes up for it. Now, let's splill some lotion on my special gloves. You see? Those gloves? They're special gloves with a rough surface, made for glans polishing. With this surface, I can tease your glans in full detail with friction stimulus. Let's make them nice and sparkly with lotion. I'm going to attack you with this. What a shame that I can't touch you directly like always. Well, but what you think is none of my concern. Now, let's start immediately. Placing the bottle below your penis... And next, catching your penis... Got it. Now there's no escape anymore. And putting the gloved hand on your tip... Your body just twitched. I merely touched you. If this is how you react now, I pity you for what's next. Well, at worst, we can dispose you after milking, so please feel whatever you like. Now then, let's start polishing the glands. Going round and round, like drawing a circle. Amazing voice. Granted, because I'm shooting straight at your biggest weak point. Your penis is writhing. But my other hand is firmly holding your down, so you can't escape. I'm lightly rubbing and petting your glands bright red. It's your reward, for always working hard on your juices. Aren't you happy that I'm petting you? Praised animals should feel happy. I'm praising you for working hard. Hm, nah, I'm kidding. After all it's your job to leak juices, so there's no need to praise you. Anyway, you're screaming incredibly. Is your head kaput? Is that so? But I'm not stopping. You'd rather go limp and be saved, but with your life with aphrodisiac, you can't. Also, I'm firmly holding your penis at the root, so I'll never allow you to go limp. I'm keeping you at forced erection. Get the idea and accept your glands are being teased. Your sensitive tip is getting so hot already. My petting attack is turning it red like a rose. As if it says "Stop stop!" I told you, this sells for a high price. You only suffer because you squirt money. So what's the reason for me to stop? Can you answer me? Here, I've got your penis firmly locked and am lynching it... Is it gonna break? Because for me, this penis is a natural consumer good. You thought today that we're going to semen milk you until you cry? Your penis got rock-hard with anticipation from getting treated like shit. What a shame. But I can't do anything against the wishes of the succubi. So be silent and fulfil their drink demands. It's the only service you can do. Hm, I can confirm that your penis is cramping up. I believe the squirting is coming very soon. From here on, the load will be intense. From going in circles, scratching up and down... This is intense stimulus, right? Your glands are nice and sparkly. Squirt from your sparkly penis, thank you very much. Your whole body is spasming. But no matter what you show me, I have no concerns. I don't even feel pity for you. Because you're a livestock creature. You're just a tool, meant for penis teasing and juice extortion. It's only natural, right? Or else I couldn't pulverize your glands without mercy like this. I'm treating you like a tool. I think neither pity or worse for handing my tool partner. Rather than that, if I thought of you like a decent human being, I couldn't handle you like this. How pitiful. ...I've always despised you, y'know. Did you notice? (whispering) Here, you're ready to go? You're losing to the glove, and ready to squirt your most amazing juice. Squirt it all at once, like pee. Come on, come on, come on. Squirt as I scrub you down hoerver I please. Come on, do it. Squirt, will you. You will squirt. Shut up and obey, you tool. 5, 4, 3, 2 ... squirt now, you animal! nh, amazing force. Was that all? I keep polishing. I can't stop my hands in the middle of squirting. Go ahead and become an idiot. As long as you can squirt, I don't care about the contents of your head. Stimulating your glands while milking feels incredible, right? With this treatment, you can't think straight anymore. The the exclusive livestock hell. A crazy making milking job that only livestock can taste. Until the very last drop. Because we're going to ship the whole bottle. Mh, it's over. You're so exhausted, as if your soul has left your body. The smell is... sniff sniff, yes, satisfactory. Taste... slurp, well suited for succubi I believe. Not that I ever think this is delicious. We've come so far, so I can say this at least. Well, at least you get a passable mark. Was the squirt harvest hell for you? Hm, but we still don't have enough squirt water. From now on, you're in hell every day for one week. How many days will you last? Please bare for it as much as you can. Well in the end you can break. After all, livestock are disposable creatures. Now, that's it for today. Until tomorrow, wait in fear. Bye then.