Sex Slave Farm

Part 2


.:The Next Morning:.


               The feeling of a mouth sucking softly on my cock woke me up slowly. I opened my eyes and smiled “Good Morning Ian.”


               He slowly slid off my cock and licked his lips “Good Morning Master’ he slid back down my cock and started sucking hungrily. I stroked his hair lovingly. Ian had been my boyfriend before I turned into a guy. He developed the serum because he couldn’t keep up with how much I needed to cum, which was 20 times a day. He takes the serum everyday with all the same effects except he retained his communication skills and doesn’t have the brainwashed behavior. I flick his diamond-studded nipple piercing; a symbol of our relationship, as is my diamond-studded Prince Albert piercing; and he moans around my cock. He’s the only one allowed to sleep with me and he takes care of the chores around the house with me.


               I moan, grab his head and cum hard down his throat. He greedily drinks it all down then cleans my crotch up. I pull him up for a kiss and he whimpers into my mouth. When I pull back I notice his small tits are swollen and his nipples are red. I twist his rings and he lets out a high pitched whine.


               “Aw baby is this why you woke me up? Do you need to be milked?” I ask playing with the sore buds.


               “Yes Master, please” he pants “It hurts” I kiss each one lightly and it makes him twitch.


               “Alright sweetheart, do you want me to milk you or the machine?” I nuzzle his neck.


               “You Master” he blushes and moans.


               “Ok pet, get in position above the bucket, I’ll be right back.” I go to the bathroom. When I walk back in the room, I spot him in the corner with the milking machine, on his hands and knees over the bucket, I walk up and flip on the penis milker and attach it to his cock, he moans and his whole body trembles. I have to put that on him each time I milk him because he loves it too much. I yank him up quickly and suck on his right nipple, tasting his sweet milk. He screams and cums hard into the tube, filling the jar. I turn off the milker and put a cock-ring on him. I let him drop back onto his hands. I grab his red, swollen nipples and start a rhythmic pulling and he whimpers each time the milk squirts out into the bucket. By the time I empty him, he’s shaking and his cock is dripping precum steadily. I set the milk aside and flip him over and attach the milker. I let it suck his tender dick while I prod around his hole. My fingers come up soaked in his juices. I grin, put them in his mouth and he sucks them ravenously.


               “You’re so wet pet. You love having your tits played with huh?” I smile. He moans around my fingers, nods, and sucks harder. I take my fingers out and grab his hips. “Do you want me to fuck you pet?” I push the head of my cock against his hole, smirking when it tries to pull me in.


               “Yes! Please!” he groans and tries to impale himself on me. I thrust in and he makes an adorable sob each time I hit his sensitive, swollen prostate. I take his cock-ring off then pinch and pull his nipples. He squeals and fills up the milker with his cum. His muscles tighten around me and I cum so much that it pushes out his lower abdomen. I pull out but before any cum escapes I push a tube into his ass that pulls the cum out into a jar. He moans and twists, still horny even after all that. I turn off both the milker and the sucker when they’re done. I help him up and kiss him “Good boy.”


               He smiles “What do you need me to do today?”


               “I’m going to make breakfast. I need you to make four jars of feed.” The feed he developed for my pets is serum-infused cum, breastmilk (which has most of the nutrients they need) and vitamins that the milk doesn’t have. I smack his bubble butt and go make oatmeal for two. After we eat, we walk to the bathroom. “Shower time baby. Do you want to be on your own or on me in the carrier?”


               When he hears ‘carrier’ his cock rises to attention and he squeaks. I grin “Carrier it is then. Get on all fours on the bed babe.” He does and I put on the harness that hooks over my shoulders and around my waist. I walk up to the bed and gently slide into him. I pick him up and strap his thighs to his chest. When my gender changed, I shot up to 6 foot 5 and became incredibly strong. He moans softly as his prostate is stimulated with each step I take. I get in the shower and plunge him on my cock while I wash him. At this angle, my piercing is constantly rubbing his over-used prostate and it’s not long before he’s squirming on top of me but can’t cum because I refuse to play with his nipples. I finish washing myself, turn off the water and begin thrusting as hard as I can. I cum hard directly on his prostate and he sobs at each jet of sperm that strikes it. I walk out of the shower and dry us both.


               He’s writhing on my cock and practically weeping “Please let me cum Master! It hurts so bad!”


               “No” I hold the base of his cock and unstrap him, he falls on his hands and knees above the milker, his ass gaping and filled with cum. I shove the sucker in his ass and the milker on his dick, then I grab both his tits and squeeze hard!


               He shrieks “MASTER!!!” and explodes into the tube. He falls onto his side and keeps cumming until I stop tormenting his engorged tits. He’s twitching by the time he’s done.


               I put on my jumpsuit and boots and pick him up in my arms to kiss him softly. “Put on your jockstrap babe, it’s time to go check on the others.”


               He looks puzzled “But Master you need to cum four times, I want to taste you again.” He pouts then yelps when I flick his abused nipple.


               “Don’t question me Ian. Just do as you’re told, or do you want to be punished?” I raise my eyebrow at him.


               He pales “No Master! I’m sorry!” he quickly kisses my cheek then slips into his jockstrap.


               “Grab the feedings and come with me sweetheart” I put my hand on his ass-cheek and guide him to the barn. I unlock it, usher him inside with a sudden prod at his soaking wet and used hole, and lock it behind us.