Chapter 30: Nikki, The Milk Maid
The next morning, bright and early, the doctor met with Nikki. Nikki was one of the younger members of the staff and one of the most vivacious. She was more than excited about her duties as a trainer and considered collecting huge amounts of sperm as an entertaining diversion. She was always using slightly different techniques to 'achieve' her results. She was popular among the staff and either loved or hated by the slaves. Those that loved her thoroughly enjoyed what she did with their bodies. Those that hated her hated what she did with their bodies. A lot of the popularity was due to her 'skill' at extracting sperm, but mostly it was from her looks.
She was a very young; very lively and just happened to be a gorgeous brunette. Like most of the women that worked at the facility, Nikki had a body that looked like something from a men's magazine, a men's adult magazine. Nikki was only 22 but her personality was so bubbly and energetic that she acted more like she was a 16 year old. She was excited about everything. She was always happy and bounced around everywhere she went. She exuded youthfulness. She had graduated from a veterinary school, but had been 'drafted' by Dr Sherry because of her personality. Nikki had found that her vet skills came in handy at the facility, not to mention the difference in pay scales. With her talents, she was slowly getting rich while working for the doctor.
Besides her youthful personality and overly energized demeanor, she happened to be small, petite, with overly endowed breasts, a tiny waist, wide hips, and legs that were something more than fabulous. Her breasts were unbelievable for a young woman that was just at 5'2. They were perfectly formed and had huge nipples. She was unbelievably cute in the face, and her brunette hair was cut short and combed back in a boyish cut. For 22 years old, Nikki looked more like a high school girl waiting for the pep rally. On this occasion she was wearing tennis shoes, tight fitting jeans and t-shirt that was tucked in at her unbelted waist.
As sexual as her appearance was, it was only in her training room that she would indulge in things of a sexual nature. Around the facility, she came across as highly intelligent, friendly, but nothing of a sexual type. Her demeanor outside of her training room was far from sexual. Her demeanor inside the training room was so over-the-top sexual, that even the experienced trainers would stand back and watch as she tried new methods of extracting male milk. You might say that she loved her work. No one knew much about her, except for Dr Sherry. Her personal life was a closed book to everyone at the facility.
Dr Sherry had known Nikki since she was a teenager, the daughter of a close friend. Once Nikki reached the age of 18, she went to work for the doctor in between her college semesters and in the summers. Dr Sherry came to completely trust Nikki and they both became good friends. During that first summer, Dr Sherry watched as Nikki transformed from a very naïve, inexperienced, and innocent young lady, into an attractive and extremely sexually skillful creature. The ideas of normal sperm extraction were found boring by Nikki. She was always coming up with new ideas to literally drain males.
Dr Sherry and Nikki met over breakfast at the facility. The doctor had picked Nikki because she felt that it was time to take Ross' training up a notch. Nikki had been the one that developed the milking machine, adapting and customizing it for use on male slaves. Having been in vet work, she could immediately see the usefulness of the machine on slaves. She literally recreated the machine and put it into use at the facility. Over a short period of time, she had adapted the standard milking machine to something that was considered by some, the ultimate orgasm. Some of the slaves considered it the ultimate sexual torture. It could be easily used to work either way. Nikki wasn't the type to use her adaptation for male torture, but those that didn't mind male torture, quickly learned her instructions on the machine. If the machine were needed for punishment, then another trainer could be called to use the machine. Some of the trainers thoroughly enjoyed using the machine as a torture device.
A machine was in use on a slave every day, somewhere in the facility. The machines were found to be extremely productive, but they had their drawbacks. The doctor found that some males were against being hooked into the sucking machines. It was very easy to overuse the machine and literally drain a male. The facility liked this idea, but some slaves showed 'resistance' to being on the machines. Some would even fight to avoid being 'hooked up' to them. With as much pleasure as the machines supplied, the males resisted the idea of being sucked dry by a chrome and brass, electrical apparatus. In some instances, the slave was left exhausted and sore. And there had been injuries to some males.
During breakfast, the doctor explained to Nikki how Ross was acquired and what his background had been. Nikki was more than interested in the part about Ross being an entertainment slave. It was a rarity, that a woman in this day and age, didn't know what an entertainment slave was about. Nikki listened attentively taking in all of the details about Ross. She was particularly fascinated and interested in the doctor's descriptions of Ross' heavy amount of ejaculate. It didn't seem possible that a man could expel such huge amounts. Nikki had milked hundreds of males and knew what the male body was capable of pumping out. Ross was beginning to interest her greatly.
"Well, all I can say is, let's see what he's got," Nikki said. Nikki was trying hard to keep from sounding too anxious. She was already beginning to feel a slight wetness between her legs. She would bide her time till she could 'examine' Ross in private. She did her best work when alone with a male. Nikki took extreme pleasure in knowing exactly what her machine could do to a male. It was more about sex than it was about control. Nikki knew that the control excited her, but control was a given under the circumstances of a male being restrained. But mostly she enjoyed watching the males as she did those things that made their bodies jerk, writhe, thrust, pant, and thoroughly react to her manipulations. She was more than ready to begin. The doctor was beginning to bore her with trivial details.
"I'll need to examine him before he's hooked up," Nikki said, almost non-chalantly.
"Ok, but I didn't realize that you examine the males before milking," the doctor said, not understanding the entire workings of the machines. "If you just want some time alone with him, all you have to do is say so," Doctor Sherry said sincerely.
"No, no, not at all. That's not it," Nikki said, laughing. "The milking machines have some degree of precision to them. You can't just cram a cock into the machine and switch it on. There's a lot more to it, than that" she said, looking at the doctor, hoping that she understood.
"I sort of thought that you just hooked them up, and sucked them dry," the doctor said laughing. She was being honest in her statement, but tried to convince Nikki otherwise, by laughing it off.
"Oh no. I can't do that. Too many things can go wrong. There actually is a lot of preparation to it. Come on, I'll show you," Nikki said, turning and heading back toward her own training room.
"I've arranged for the new slave to be taken to your training room. He should already be there by now," the doctor said, following Nikki down the hallway.
A few minutes later they entered Nikki's private training room. As arranged, Ross was already present, being watched by two of the security personnel. He was a lot more awake now than he had appeared the evening before. He was cleaned up and refreshed from his long sleep. He hadn't needed the tranquilizer that the doctor had given him, but it assured him a deep sleep for that night. Security had put him into a clean loincloth for his trip to Nikki's training room, but like all of them, it barely covered him. And Nikki didn't miss the way that it bulged out in front. Her eyes were on him and the obvious large bulge, as soon as she entered the room.
Nikki's training room was pretty much like the others. It was completely stocked with the tools and toys that were essential in keeping male slaves aroused. The only difference in Nikki's room, compared to the other rooms, was that her room had two different tables for restraining a slave. She had found that the milking machine would work differently, from slave to slave. One exam table was the standard, where the slave was placed in restraints, on his back, with legs spread open. The other table was similar to the one that the doctor used in her exam room, where the slave would be restrained on all fours, legs spread and his butt more open and exposed. Nikki had found that there were several effective ways to milk a male, either on their back, or on their hands and knees.
The most common method of milking would be to place the slave on his hands and knees, and then hook up a milking teat to his dangling cock. Nikki had found over time that it was more productive to keep the slave comfortable, as well as aroused. If he were uncomfortable, he would produce less sperm. She had modified the 'hands & knees' table so that the males' upper body was balanced and supported, comfortably, allowing him to rest his weight on the table, while being milked. The table was lower to the ground and padded in such a way that the slave's stomach and chest was supported, while he was being worked on.
"Go ahead and restrain him," the doctor instructed the two security officers. Since they were all standing and waiting for their orders. The doctor glanced at Nikki.
"Put him on the low table," Nikki said, pointing to the table that would support Ross on his stomach and chest. The two officers quickly undid Ross' ankle and wrist restraints and placed him on the low table. They had him kneel down at the foot of the table, and then lean out till he was comfortably stretched out, his arms in front of him. One officer secured his wrists, his arms outstretched in front of him. The other officer spread his knees apart, securing each ankle far apart, in a wide-open position.
"You can go now," the doctor told the security officers. They quickly left the room while Nikki busied herself in preparations. She took out several towels, latex gloves, and a tube of lubricating jelly. She glanced over at Ross several times, looking at his loincloth-covered butt. From the way that he was restrained, his cock was exposed, hanging down limply below him. Doctor Sherry just stood and watched as Nikki prepared for the first session.
"Ok, I need to examine him, take his measurements, and make sure that everything fits well," Nikki told the doctor.
"Measure him, why do you need to measure him?" the doctor asked, surprised.
"I measure all of the males," Nikki told her, looking up from her equipment. She was now moving the milking machine into position. Laid out next to the machine on a rolling exam tray were several different teat cups. "I have to make sure that we have a good fit. If I don't, the slave could end up with a really chewed up cock, or some really damaged balls," she said confidently.
"I just thought that you sort of stuck his cock into the thing and let the machine do the rest," the doctor said, looking at all of the shiny aluminum and brass tubes.
