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the milking wheel
Date: 3/2/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: pbibo, Rating: 86, Source: xHamster
Instead, five o'clock came and went with no change in the stimulation except that the nipple electrodes seemed to be pulsing the level of suction which held them to my body. It was almost as if the electrodes were trying to nurse at my breasts. I kept waiting for the pain cycle to kick in, but the stimulation continued uninterrupted all the way up to that final milking time at six o'clock. Shortly before six, the wheel began to rotate slightly. I was moved so that I was effectively upright, sitting on the dildo saddle. This was when I was supposed to face the one whom I had offended. If she forgave me, then the final cycle of the collar would end my ordeal. If she walked away, then immediately following my last- my absolutely last- ejaculation, my balls and penis would be surgically removed and I would be turned into a eunuch. Marlina stood before me in the white robe of the Offended Innocent. If she said, "I forgive you," it was over. If she turned away, I would be eunuchized. She stood quietly and waited as silence descended on the entire crowd. Then she spoke. "I claim the right," she said loudly. There was a collective gasp from the entire crowd. No one in our village had claimed the right of ordeal in anyone's memory. For some reason known only to politicians who work in strange and secret ways, one of the minor sub-clauses of the POWA law was the right of the Offended Innocent to claim the offender as her slave. That was a dangerous thing to do because it required a ...