+18 | Fictional stories - Dumping here all my forbidden thoughts that cannot or should not be done in real life - Contains fictional rape/non-consent, hypnosis, manipulation/blackmail, bating, addictions... (will never write about scat, underage, gore, race play or similar themes)
He didn't care for the sounds of the loud gay porn videos playing on the screen next to him. He was trained to hearing it, completely desensitized to its effect, he barely noticed it anymore. He didn't care either for the cries and begging of his tied up victim, he used to put a mouth gag on them when he did his first abductions, but now it's all the same to him and it can be fun to hear them implore him for mercy. The one he had today in his basement received his viagra pill earlier and his dick was now hard and throbbing, so the abductor started the milking casually, whistling a song he had stuck in his head.
"Please... how long I've been here... I don't remember anything... I was just walking to work and... and... what happened?... I just woke up here..."
Classic victim talk, he thought. His dick was decent though, long enough so it wasn't a chore to massage and tease it, but not too big either, otherwise it would have been too much work to handle. Finally, he saw his piss slit shine, a drop of precum about to drop on the floor. He grabbed it with his finger and tasted the rare liquid with care.
"Not bad."
"What?... What are you even doing?"
"I'll extract it 2 times a day... maybe 3. Put it in bottles of 20 milliliters and freeze it. There are a lot of rich old fucks on the black market who spent so much money on that shit. And yours tastes pretty nice. Should sell well, I think."
"What... Are you... insane?"
"One other thing I can do, but it's more difficult, it's to sell the bull directly. It's a lot of money in your pockets, but some says it's a bad idea on the long term, like selling the goose that lays golden eggs. They forget how much time you spend down there, milking the bull everyday, the electricity bill to brainwash it, etc."
At this point he was talking more to himself than anyone else. Still, his victim asked:
"The... The bull... You're talking about me, right... You want to... take my cum and..."
It was getting difficult for him to talk, the brainwashing videos were getting to his head.
"I can buy a milking machine too, but it's nice to do manual milkings. My favorite part of the job."
"Please... Please let me go... I can't... I won't be able to... too... aaaahhhhhh..."
His first load was milked out of him already, and he felt the orgasm made him even dumber than before.
"There you go. Nice product, very thick. Yeah, I won't sell you, not right now at least. We're gonna have a lot of fun together!"
All the cum was gathered carefully in a container, labelled with the bull's identification number, then placed carefully in a freezer. Then, the abductor washed his hands and increase the volume of the brainwashing video to the max before leaving his basement for the night, ignoring his victim's pleas as usual.
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He didn't care for the sounds of the loud gay porn videos playing on the screen next to him. He was trained to hearing it, completely desensitized to its effect, he barely noticed it anymore.
He didn't care either for the cries and begging of his tied up victim, he used to put a mouth gag on them when he did his first abductions, but now it's all the same to him and it can be fun to hear them implore him for mercy.
The one he had today in his basement received his viagra pill earlier and his dick was now hard and throbbing, so the abductor started the milking casually, whistling a song he had stuck in his head.
"Please... how long I've been here... I don't remember anything... I was just walking to work and... and... what happened?... I just woke up here..."
Classic victim talk, he thought. His dick was decent though, long enough so it wasn't a chore to massage and tease it, but not too big either, otherwise it would have been too much work to handle. Finally, he saw his piss slit shine, a drop of precum about to drop on the floor. He grabbed it with his finger and tasted the rare liquid with care.
"Not bad."
"What?... What are you even doing?"
"I'll extract it 2 times a day... maybe 3. Put it in bottles of 20 milliliters and freeze it. There are a lot of rich old fucks on the black market who spent so much money on that shit. And yours tastes pretty nice. Should sell well, I think."
"What... Are you... insane?"
"One other thing I can do, but it's more difficult, it's to sell the bull directly. It's a lot of money in your pockets, but some says it's a bad idea on the long term, like selling the goose that lays golden eggs. They forget how much time you spend down there, milking the bull everyday, the electricity bill to brainwash it, etc."
At this point he was talking more to himself than anyone else. Still, his victim asked:
"The... The bull... You're talking about me, right... You want to... take my cum and..."
It was getting difficult for him to talk, the brainwashing videos were getting to his head.
"I can buy a milking machine too, but it's nice to do manual milkings. My favorite part of the job."
"Please... Please let me go... I can't... I won't be able to... too... aaaahhhhhh..."
His first load was milked out of him already, and he felt the orgasm made him even dumber than before.
"There you go. Nice product, very thick. Yeah, I won't sell you, not right now at least. We're gonna have a lot of fun together!"
All the cum was gathered carefully in a container, labelled with the bull's identification number, then placed carefully in a freezer. Then, the abductor washed his hands and increase the volume of the brainwashing video to the max before leaving his basement for the night, ignoring his victim's pleas as usual.