Milking Machine Domination: Draining His Balls

I didn’t cut him loose until his cock and balls were sore.

 

My little sub. My little toy. He was so helpless when I strapped him down into that chair. Then, he wiggled his wrists a little in his restraints, and as soon as I saw it, I tightened them a little further. He doesn’t need any extra slack! Finally, he was cozy and secured to that comfortable chair — his throne for the night. But he’s a sub, right? So where was my throne? It was right beside the laptop I sat on a table right in front of him. He had it easy at first. I was a kind Mistress. First, I found one of his favorite porn videos and made it fullscreen for him. He had no idea that it would turn into a night of milking machine domination.

I turned the audio up and let those lovely moans fill the room. It was so sexy and fun to watch him get harder right in front of me. He sat naked in that chair, completely vulnerable to all my advances and games. I knew he wished I was fingering his ass. His cock couldn’t lie to me. His brain might have been fearful of what his Mistress was up to, but his cock couldn’t lie to me. As the video played, he grew harder and harder. It was a prime opportunity for milking machine domination. I pulled the pump off the table and made my way to him. I could see the pleasure on his face immediately. Oh, the relief it must have been to feel some physical stimulation. A little pumping, a little suction…

But he wasn’t prepared for milking machine domination.

He was thrilled that he might get some pleasure from it. And that first orgasm built up quickly from all the suspense! I sat right beside the laptop as I watched him, looking at him with my beautiful green eyes, both overshadowed in mischief. I wore a black corset that made my perky titties look deliciously plump over the lace trim. As I stood and drew closer, my thigh-high boot heels clicked on the wooden floor. I held the pump for him then. It whirred and pumped and drew him closer to his first orgasm by milking machine domination.

But once he had the first orgasm, the panic filled his eyes as I held the pump there. He was so sensitive; I could see the head of his cock throbbing in excitement and overstimulation. The pump kept going, sucking and sucking, vibrating with each motion. He started gasping, pleading. “Mistress, please, oh my god—” I stopped listening, just giggling as I watched him. Oh, he was loving it. He’d thought about this in every one of our kinky roleplay sessions. But guys rarely experience that feeling, the total overwhelming wave of pleasure when you keep a toy going. It’s painful, in a way. And he was experiencing it now with this milking machine domination.

The milking machine domination made him cum over and over.

One. Two. Three. The first orgasm was all pleasure. But I left the porn video on, and I left the pump secured to his cock. I even got a little meaner — I turned it to the maximum setting. The vibrations, oscillations, and suction were driving him wild. My sub squirmed in his seat, breathless as this toy worked him up to a second orgasm. And when I kept it on his cock even after that one, I could see the real desperation on his face. The milking machine domination felt so much more intense than he ever imagined. He didn’t even bother begging me to remove it, it felt too good, and it hurt too good.

On and on, that pump drew cum from him until his balls were empty. Until he was shooting blanks. His Mistress wasn’t content until he was thoroughly drained. And I hadn’t even gotten to the prostate milking yet! Tell me, how long could I keep you cumming for me?

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