He smiled down at me. “Let’s begin.”
The Prince moved from the bed and carried me into a small room with a table. He set me down and then climbed onto the table, stretched out onto his belly.
“You go under the milking table.”
“May I feel your body before I do?” I pressed my lips together and waited.
“Of course.” His voice purred, and I stepped closer and ran my hands down his back. “You are to touch me whenever the mood strikes you.”
I felt myself relax as I pushed my fingers into his fur and rubbed gently. From his neck to his firm ass, then down each leg.
His body was toned and tight. Each muscle was defined. And my touch made him moan.
He liked this!
I took my time massaging him, enjoying the feel of his body while I mustered up my courage to go beneath and learn what milking him entailed.
Once I felt acquainted with him, I moved under the table and found pillows along with a bucket. There were two large holes. His face filled one, and his ginormous penis filled the other.
“That’s it. Learn my cock.”
I sat on the floor inspecting it. He was thickest at the base and hung down over a foot!
“You will stroke me, bringing me to full size, then you will continue your ministrations and milk me into the collection bucket.”
“What do I do with it then?” I traced one vein from its base to the head.
“You will call Rogon to collect it. It will be used to impregnate a new generation of cows.” His eyes drifted closed. “As well as other applications.”
I wrapped my hands around him and used a hand over hand motion as his cock thickened before my eyes.
It was certainly impressive.
“If you feel the need to cover up, I will make sure you have the finest garments.” He licked his lips, and I felt my pussy gush seeing how long and full it was. “In castle you are to remain as you are now.”
“N-n-naked? Will you … mate me? I mean how often?” I ran a hand over the tip, collecting the moisture there, and rubbed it into his length.
“Yes.” He groaned. “I will breed you and pamper your body.”
“How often will I need to milk you?” I squirmed as I felt a tingly sensation in my belly.
“Whenever I deem it.” His voice deepened. “Use the wedge to prop your hips up. I wish to gaze upon your slit.”
I felt my cheeks heat. “Ye-yes, Sir.”
Releasing his cock, I moved the pillows around and got into position, then reached up to continue stroking him.
In this position, I felt his cock dripping on my chest and heard him groan like a lowing cow.
He is a cow! Holy shit! I’m turned on by an alien that resembles a bull!!!
“Spread your legs open.”
Obeying him, I opened my legs and then focused my attention on the task at hand. Milking my Master.
I varied my grip and speed, flicked my tongue at his juicy slit and then felt something push against my nether lips. Lifting my head, I saw his very long tongue moving closer to me and realized that’s what touched me.
No one had ever licked me there, and I really wanted to feel something to ease the ache I felt from stroking him.
