Male milking is often considered one of the most powerful means to conditioning submission in a man. Here is part of an article by Mistress Nahemah describing an approach to milking a submissive male:
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Masturbator Joe wrote:
Hello Isabel, you asked me to share how I feel hooked up to my machine
so I will try to answer as best I can.
My machine has been masturbating me for the last six hours. I have
taken a few very short breaks, but for the majority of that time, my
cock has been hard and slippery, sliding in and out of the machine’s
masturbation sleeve. I love seeing the shape of it as the sleeve
slides down, wrapping itself around my dick, and I love seeing the
thick veins straining against the glistening skin of my dick as the
sleeve slides back up. It can feel so good that I’m dying to cum, but
at the same time, I know that the machine will just keep working my
cock if I let it and I dont ever want it to stop, so I let it continue
to work me over.
I feel like such a pervert having my cock masturbated for hours like
this. I love feeling like a pervert. While "normal" people are out
doing "normal" things, my cock is being stroked relentlessly by a
machine and and I ride the waves of pleasure it gives me. I like to
close my eyes and put everything else out of my head except for the
unyeilding stimulation of my penis. I love to imagine myself
restrained as a trained professional (a nurse perhaps?) operates the
controls as they administer my daily masturbation treatments.
I always wonder if my neighbors can hear the machine and wonder what
they would think if they knew what the sometimes fast, sometimes slow,
but always constant rythmic sounds coming from my apartment were. Can
they make out the occasional wet slurping noise? If they knew, would
they be disgusted or would they approve? Either way, I do not wish to
change my masturbatory habits, the non-stop pleasuring is something I
cannot bear to part with.
Nurse Isabel, what would your professional opinion of my case be?
Would you advise against further behavior of this sort? Or would you
perscribe continued masturbation treatments?
I look forward to your response.
-djq
By Kandor
A nastily incestuous tale of mother and son and how she milks his and his
buddy’s cocks to keep them from having sex – outside the house.
Robbie was making his way toward the door with John, his buddy, when his
mom called out from the kitchen.
“Boys, are you going out?”
“Uh, yeah, mom,” Robbie answered, his hand on the doorknob.
“You meeting girls?” his mom asked.
Robbie groaned. The 16-year-old boy and his friend were going out to meet
girls.And he knew what his mom was up to.
“No, mom, we’re not,” he lied, snickering at his friend. “Uh, we’re going
to the movies.”
His mother came around the corner, a smirk on her face. The 46-year-old
woman was stunning, a short-haired blonde with exotic facial features, high
cheekbones and narrow eyes atop a drop-dead gorgeous body honed muscular by
years of aerobics. She wore a one-piece leopard-print bathing suit, cut away
at the front to reveal hard washboard abs and high in the back and sides to
show off her sculpted muscular ass. She’d been out sunning on the deck in the
late afternoon son when Robbie and John had come by to change and go out. Now
she stood, hands on hips, her tanned, muscular legs covered with a slight
sheen of sweat.
“Are you lying to me young man?” she asked, tongue in her cheek in a
stern pose.
“Uh, no, mom, I’m not,” he said nervously.
“Robbie, if you’re going out with girls, you need to be milked, you know
that, both of you,” she said. “And if you’re lying to me, I’ll milk you so
badly you’ll never want to go out with girls again! Am I being clear? Again,
are you going out with girls?”
Robbie shook his head no, as did John. But the lies were evident. The
woman smiled.
“Lie detector test time,” she said, walking toward them. “I’ll start with
John. You don’t want to see him suffer too much, do you Robbie?”
John backed into the door, frightened, making it easy for Rhonda to grab
him by the shirt and snake her hard arm around his neck for a punishing
headlock. She waltzed him into her bedroom, Robbie behind them, protesting.
“C’mon, Mom, leave him alone, please?” Robbie begged. “He’s one of the
few friends you haven’t scared off.”
Rhonda smiled and hiprolled John to the bed where he sat up, confused.
“Robbie, what the fuck?” he asked, a bewildered look on his face. “What
the hell is this, and what is milking?” Continue reading
A boy ejaculates for the girls’ science fair project
When I was about 14 or 15 years old, I was approached by my cousin and one of her girlfriends who asked for my help in what they described as a science fair project. They were planning a demonstration for their biology club science fair and needed some semen. They had planned to use animal semen but decided it would be more fun to use a human male instead, but now needed a supplier. I was at first so embarrassed, I said no almost immediately. But later than night, I got so aroused thinking about it, that I called my cousin up and said that we could talk about it the next day.
Next day I offered to “provide a sample,” but she said that their project required the sample to be fresh so that they could study it under a microscope. They then planned to take a series of photographs of the sperm to accompany their exhibit of reproductive biology. I then agreed to go over to her friend’s house later that evening, assuming that I would be asked to disappear into the bathroom for the production phase of the project, returning with the substance they proposed to study and photograph. By now I was so aroused I could not keep my throbbing penis down.
That evening they were joined by a third girl, who said that they would like to watch how an ejaculation occurred, grinning that their reasons were “purely scientific.” Since it was now quite to my sexual advantage to indulge the fiction of scientific motives, I agreed. We went into the dining room (obviously the family was out) and I was asked to undress to my briefs, and then get up on the dining room table on my hands and knees, and then spread by legs and stick my penis through the fly of my briefs. Continue reading
When I was 20 years old, I spent eighteen months working on a farm in southern Ohio. I was just a farmhand, and there were two other farmhands, one twenty years old like myself and the other was nineteen.
The farm was owned by a couple named Gus and Mary. Gus was a huge guy, about 6′-8″ and nothing but solid muscle. Mary was a short curvy blond with a friendly smile and big pretty thighs. She always wore her blond hair short.
All three of us were worked awfully hard by Gus and Mary. We put in almost twice the hours that most farmhands did at other area farms. We were always exhausted, but we were intimidated by Gus, and Mary loved ordering us around. Plus there were fringe benefits!
Every night we would practically fall into our beds and into an immediate and deep sleep because we were just absolutely exhausted! Every night that was – except Saturday night!
Saturday nights we were too excited to go to sleep because we knew what was going to be done to us Sunday morning. We would lie in bed and talk about Mary’s legs and the latest pair of skimpy shorts we had seen her in. All three of us had a fetish for Mary’s big pretty thighs and we knew she loved ordering us around while dressed in super-tight shorts, a tight blouse and with her legs and feet bare.
We never jerked off when we talked about Mary’s thighs cause Gus told us if he ever caught us jerking off to Mary we’d be in deep trouble. And we believed him!
It all started when Gus caught Joey beating off behind the barn looking at Mary bending over and hanging clothes on the line. Gus threatened Joey and scared him shitless. Gus said we were all probably sneaking around and trying to peek at his wife while we jerked off.
a masturbator said:
Prostate massages are totally hot. My ex g/f loved to do it to me. She would tie me face down and pull my cock down between my legs, roll on a condom, tie up my balls and proceed to tease my cock til i almost came 4-5 times. She would stuff an egg shaped remote control vibrator up my ass and turn it on going from mode to mode as i clenched my ass and she continued to tease me, denying me the orgasm i wanted and begged for so badly. When i squirmed and begged she would use a vibrator on a wand and, with the other still in me, push it into my ass and probe til she found my prostate. It also has a number of modes and intensities. It wouldn’t take long as it hit my sweet spot and i would be oozing hot cum, not a full orgasm but i could feel the heat in my balls and my cock leaking. She would do this for a good hour and have me begging for a real orgasm which she ALWAYS denied til she was ready. With both vibrators turned up high she would lie next to me on the bed and
kiss me, leaving them both in me as my whole ass buzzed and she reached under me to play with my nipples, which further drove me crazy. She would eventually use the wand directly against my prostate as she stroked and milked me to orgasm but never stop there. As my whole body shook, and i came, she would continue stroking me knowing how sensitive my cock was. At times when i got too loud she would put a gag in my mouth and spank me for being slutty and loud. She would milk me until every drop i had was shot into the condom. Then she would turn me over and restrain me with my arms up on the headboard and my legs pulled up over my head so she could get her vibrating strapon and let me really have it as she stroked me again, not stopping til i came that one last time. She would then, still in me with her BIG strapon, ease off the condom so as not to waste a drop and order me to open wide as she poured my cum and squeezed every last drop into my mouth…
a masturbator said:
I had a really great experience with the machine last night and
thought I would share it with you guys. Actually the first two hours
of it were pretty normal, just a nice, long stroking session, changing
the speed and air flow every so often. But for the last hour and a
half I started to do a bit more of an edging sort of thing, turning
the speed all the way down just as I felt myself on the verge of
cumming and then starting it back up again after the urge had passed.
I kept this up for I dont know how long, until finally I rode the
sensation just a fraction of a second too long. I didnt orgasm, but
the cum was already on its way up my cock.
The reciever tube was just starting it’s up-stroke as I turned the
power off so it continued to ride up the length of my shaft ever so
slightly before it stopped. As it did, I could feel it pulling the cum
up my urethra and out my cum-slit. There were no contractions to shoot
it outward, so for several seconds I just felt my cum draining into
the tube. The feeling was absolutely fantastic. Even though I had just
released a large amount of cum, the euphoria of the session did not
dissipate and if anything, my cock felt even harder than it had before
the experience. So I turned the machine on again and let it continue
to work on my dick.
Something I’ve noticed is that when the lube I use (I prefer
Astroglide with the machine) combines with my cum and gets agitated by
the stroking of the machine, the two take on a frothy milky
appearance. So as the machine continued stroking me and mixing the
lube with all of my cum, it all began to leak down my shaft, leaving
my cock and the surrounding area looking like they were covered in
heavy cream. The same frothy mixture began to spurt from the air
valves at the top of the reciever so I scooped it up with my fingers
and spread it around the base of my cock.
I continued edging for a while longer until I once again held out just
a bit too long at which point I came with definite contractions but
somehow managed to miss the wave of pleasure of the orgasm. I was
actually pretty irritated because now the euphoria of masturbation was
gone and my dick was extremely senitive so I had to call it a night. I
pulled out of the reciever and cleaned myself up and was preparing to
go to bed when I realized I just couldnt stop thinking about how much
I wanted a full orgasm.
I had already put the machine away so I grabbed the Boy Butter (a
thick lube – looks like crisco – which I prefer for hand sessions) and
went to work on my dick, gripping the base of my cock extremely
tightly with one hand and working the rest of my shaft and head with
the other. My cockhead looked and felt like it would explode out of
its skin, I dont know if I have ever seen my dick so red before. My
cock had already been so stimulated by the machine that it made it
almost painful to work it by hand, but I managed to push through it
and reached the point where the pleasure overwhelmed the pain at which
point I finally got my full orgasm, spurting cum all over my already
slippery dick. I had been breathing hard so I took a few minutes to
catch my breath and clear my head before going to bed.
The machine has been masturbating me as I wrote this and I find myself
wishing I could repeat the experience again tonight. I doubt I will be
able to.. but you cant blame a guy for trying.