I'll follow behind you in my car, I think I canmanage that."I followed behind her Cabriolet convertible, and true to her word her housewas just two bl...cks away. It was dark when we went in. "Do you livealone?" I asked. There was no sign of a husband or roommate."Yeah, it's just me, not even a cat. Why don't you have a seat on thecouch and I'll get you something to drink. What would you like, beer,wine, something harder?" You know, I'm pretty hot and I think sweated gallons during that. The game is over.You remove the plugs from our ears and lift up our blindfolds. I look over at #8, her eyes fogged with tears of shame. "Well girls," you say. "It's been a good game. I didn't actually expect it to go on as long as it did. I'm going to take you sluts down from this bondage, and then #6 gets her reward. Are you excited, #6?" Yes Sir," I say. You slowly free us, and it feels good to stretch my muscles. I examine my back in the mirror. It is bloodied. The blood is dripping down. As I drive, memories flood my mind of a happier time, just a few years ago. I never saw my wife without a smile adorning her face. We used to have sex every day. It was a pretty even exchange of advances. Sometimes, we would get so horny driving in the car, we would have to pull over on the side of the road to fuck. She was playful, spontaneous, adventurous, and sexy. It seems like a lifetime ago. She made the most erotic sounds when she came. And she came hard. You feel like a man, you know, a. They spend about ten minutes every two hours on the milking machine. We manage to get about a gallon per girl per day. The final milking is at 10 PM, and the first milking of the day is at 6 AM. We have the most complaints at the morning milking; the girls are full and cranky and in some cases in serious pain.The trustee system allows for some serious advantages. Such as access to the male employees, they don't have to do anything they don't want to do, but some of them do miss male company..