Her vulva is at its maximum swelling, the skin taut and shiny. Her milk production is astonishing, there were no empty draws, despite her having never been milked before. She did not appear to notice the attachment of the milking cylinders to her nipples, nor when the machine started. The female’s belly is distended and visibly spasming, as are her pelvic muscles. Rectum full of frothed lubricant, commencing enema of 4lt solution of 500mg bisacodyl and 103☏ water, using retention nozzle to prevent her releasing it. Paused machine to examine anal region for damage-none found, anal sphincter still incredibly slack despite the swelling. Have proven Edward’s theory that there is no areola-rather, that the whole teat is areola.
Was forced to switch the suction to her entire vulva to keep her still while examining teats.
The mechanism is very strong in this species. Teats are firm, hard even, but do not leak no matter what pressure is put on them. Have commenced vigorous massage of the female’s teats, which are warm to the touch that stirred her into struggling once more. Her vocalisations have tapered off, she seems to have realised it is no use. Her clitoris is violet from being confined to the suction tube, but she has not climaxed. Her anus is swollen from the friction, but has not torn or otherwise shown signs of damage.
Application of the piston to her anal passage appears to be keeping her from struggling. No milk leaks from her elongate nipples, however. “Rough”! VERY! But I love the telling of the story.The captured female’s teats are appreciably swollen, at least twice their starting size, and her veins are raised. Maybe some day I hope to simulate such an experience with setting a few limits and giving meta consent prior, meaning I generally agree to be kidnapped at some point, but don't know when and how, leaving the details up to the kidnapping crew. He ties me up again, pulls down my pants and has his fun with me. I get smacked in the face and pushed to the ground, he steps with his heavy combat boot between my shoulder blades and painfully pins my body down, grabs my hair, pulls my head up and yells at me. A fierce fight breaks out, however I don't have a chance. But as he tries to leave the cell and before he can lock the door I attack him. After begging a lot, I can convince the guy to completely untie me since I will be locked up in my cell anyway. Later, I get my gag removed and receive something to drink and eat. We walk down the stairs, I hear metallic noises and when they remove the sack from my head I find myself in an old prison cell where they leave me locked behind bars for the time being. A long drive begins, I quickly loose track of where I might be and sob and cry.Įventually the van stops and I get roughly pulled out from the back of the van and carried over the shoulder of a brute male into a building. My body is thrown into the van, where they've put a mattress for my convenience. "Keep still if you want to live." I nod slightly, realising I don't have a chance to escape.Ī filthy stinking sack is pulled over my head and someone tapes my legs together until I'm transport-ready. A leather-gloved hand is pressed over my mouth and it pinches my nose shut, at the same time I feel cold steel on my neck, probably a knife. Before I realise what happens, someone stuffs a rag in my mouth and winds tape around my mouth and head while others hold my arms and tie them up. I imagine walking down a street in the dark some day, when suddenly a van stops next to me, a number of men or women jump out and grab me. One of the best aspects is the sudden start of a kidnapping session. I like to play rough and be a very uncooperative victim who fights back a lot but always gets subdued in the end. Kidnapping fantasies are very appealing to me.