Milked in London, Volumes One Through Four by Carlsbad Alex

Author:Carlsbad, Alex [Carlsbad, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

"There might be one way we take we can increase your earnings," Mr. Costas said wiping a stray drop of milk from his chin.

First Tastings

"How?" Jennifer asked. She was now well past any doubts or hesitations she might have had earlier. She had come here prepared to give this man her milk so that he could sell it, so that she could have enough money to feed her family. Now that he had almost drank all of it, Jennifer was one small inch short of a full on panic attack. She would do anything this man wanted just so she could feed her family tonight.

"I wasn't really going to suggest it, at least not yet," the man said. "But you're so desperate and I have to say, there is something about you I really like."

"How?" Jennifer asked again. She was still kneeling back resting her butt on the heels of her feet. She was naked, her boobs blue and red where the man had squeezed her for almost two hours straight. She was desperate to learn what could improve the price of her milk. She had an awful sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Many of my customers would pay dearly for the fresh milk of a white girl made to somehow perform for them," Mr. Costas simply said.

"You mean to say the would want to see me shame myself somehow even more than I already have?" Jennifer heard her own voice raise a notch but couldn't help it. She was getting angry now. It was as if this man and fate itself were sneering down on her predicament. Mr. Costas merely looked down at her a bemused expression fluttering across his lips.

"I already undressed, in your apartment, mind you," Jennifer couldn't help herself as words started tumbling out her mouth, "I allowed myself to be strapped into that god-awful contraption of yours –"

"– It's an examination table," Mr. Costas offered but she interrupted him.

"– Whatever. Then I got milked, squeezed, my boobs were abused making them an unrecognizable pulp that I'm now too embarrassed to even show my husband… All for what?" Mr. Costas merely shrugged his expression of pure curiosity only served to add to Jen’s profound misery.

"What for was all this? Just so you could drink it all!" She screamed now and enjoyed the meager sliver of satisfaction when she saw Mr. Costas flinch at last. She was going to say more, so much more but she was just so very very tired and exhausted that she just crumbled down putting her head in her hands letting the tears flow down her face.

She didn't know what to do.

What could she do?

Should she stay with this awful man so he could carry out what he apparently wanted in the back of his mind just so she could get a few precious banknotes more? Or should she simply leave and try to survive on whatever they had left at home?

"You came," the man said softly. She looked up at him her eyes unfocused and wet.

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