Finding it, she pressed the button and tapped the screen, but the light stayed out. The phone was dead. Her breath quickened as she tried not to panic... It was very straightforward. Just walk up the row and back to the ladder. The trapdoor was still open so she would see it as soon as she got closer. Her head suddenly felt like it was splitting open from a sudden headache and she briefly rested it on the table. Suddenly, the headache cleared and she felt completely normal. The air seemed lighter. Grinning down at her helpless captive, she grabbed her camera's remote control and started taking pictures."That's perfect," encouraged Kelly. "Your eyes are beautiful, you look so helpless and frustrated." Evie continued to grunt loudly as she writhed around on the carpet, her leash rattling along the floor beside her. "Would you like me to stop taking pictures of you now and just give you that orgasm I promised you?"Evie nodded again, moaning loudly."Well tough." Kelly walked up to her. "You. He looked like a stuffed and mounted a****l head hanging on a hunter's wall, but in reality he was now a sperm cow. Inside the box, the milking machine roared to life and pounded against his meat in a relentless blow-job-on-steroids motion and his eyes bulged from the overwhelming pleasure. A computer screen on the box front next to his head displayed all his life support data and semen milking information.There were thousands of men in identical milking stalls in the milking parlor warehouse. .Clean it up bitch!" heyelled as he rubbed her face on the filthy floor.Cumbag moaned as she began to suck up the pool of cooling piss with loud,obscene slurping sounds. She hunched the dildo buried in her cunt as the boyslaughed and mocked her."Suck up that piss, you fucking whore! Ha, ha, ha" You fucking filthy pig of a slut!" "Piss drinking cunt!" You missed a spot, fuckmeat! Ha, ha, ha..." Look at that slut!" Fuck your dildo bitch!" Rub your hair in that piss, whore!"Mike laughed with the.