The Chief Milker at the Masturbatorium always gave this assignment as a challenge to one of her most promising wardens. The images from the cam was played in the wardens’ rest area, where sadistic eyes watched his moans and tears with intense satisfaction, the moisture running down his cheeks reflected by a similar moistening in their loins. The cam 6 inches from his face showed up his intense suffering onto a nearby wall-mounted monitor. Huge amounts were required daily and either the quota was met by quantity or by the number of milkings.Within a few days a hormonal change started to allow more production in the gonads so as to meet the constant demands of the suction device. Slave 78 was a new arrival to the Masturbatorium and so had to undergo the simple vacuum pump device to enable him to start milking in the copius quantities that the institute demanded. She sighed, and wondered if he would ever make the grade. Only the third time he had come this morning. It was certain those few small lashes had caused the ejaculation. Warden Sonya gazed attentively at the bizarre sight in front of her. Her crisply ironed blouse creased and flattened in rhythm to the heaving of her breasts as she inhaled and drank in the power over her tormented slave… You will be drained, the way we drained you of your money, now we drain you of your semen, soon to drain you of your soul!!” “Another time the tickling and caressing from my toes could bring you to an incredible ecstasy – you never knew,” she sighed in mock sympathy, then smiled sweetly, ” but here, there can be no hard cock – just suck, suck, suck. Within the tube the cock was subject to a teasing and merciless vacuum pumping from the central motor hidden deep within the masturbatorium apparatus which funnelled his fluids relentlessly down to a main collection sewer.

Slave 20 was placed within the “dry-milker”-a fiendish device which Tatiana, the director of the facility, had prepared for their amusement. The more his cock erected the tighter it was held back by the tightness of the ring and the inflexible tubular casing which ran down from it.

With all the teasing skill for which her training had prepared her, she started to push and press the reinforcements up and down – infinitely slowly – and watching his tear-streamed face as he shuddered in pain under the subtle pressure. Warden Oksana placed her finely woven high-denier stockings delicately on the ring encircling his swollen cock. “Nooooo.I can’t take it any moooooooooooooooooooooooore!!!!” Maybe we need a little extra to squeeze some more out of you! She withdrew the crop and pushed the remote control device beneath his eyes. Ms Oksana clacked her heels on the steel flooring and circled his features with the tip of her crop…slowly and sadistically. Can you imagine what your body you could have done with that.another few ounces for the milk bottle, eh? “ You are wasting all your body fluids on tears. Why do I give you half an hour’s rest ? just so you can be thinking of pretty flowers and blue skies huh? It just won’t do. “This is only your twelfth time this morning. The milking was broadcast on milkingcam and relayed to the wardens’ station where it could be constantly monitored for output.

He had been there now almost three days and couldn’t believe how he’d been transformed into a milk producer out here in this transformed Siberian gulag. Then the pump would begin its merciless draining of whatever he had left within his sacs. At regular five minute intervals the motor started up with a clinical whine which resonated round the efficient metallic wall casings. The milk bottle was totally consuming him. As a special treat I am featuring all six together-the quality of the drawing varies but never the inspiration. This series, originally featured on the Sardax member site 2004-2014, is very loosely set within a Russian prison system -a kinky Gulag maybe, where the inmates are regularly drained in the most humiliating manner possible.

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