Samantha finds Trouble - Sex Stories

Samantha finds Trouble

... his bright green eyes pleading as they meet Samantha’s,” Please! Help me! Please!" he begged, his voice desperate. "There, There!", cooed Bevy, her tone maliciously caring as she ran a finger down his nude chest. "Don't you remember Samantha? I'm sure she remembers you..I think she's also rather thirsty, I know I am..", said Bevy. "No! No! Please, no more! I can't take anymore! Please, Mistress!” begged the man. "Oh, hush! You mean to tell me that those beautiful, big balls are empty? C’mon, I’m just your little Bevy, Master, don't you want to keep me addicted to your cum?, she laughed as she pressed a button mounted on wall, a mechanical sound starting up, light turning on as the man bucked in his chair.” Besides, I thought they were 'Ever-lasting'!",taunted Bevy gleefully. Samantha then saw it, the modified milking device attached to The master's penis, pumping and sucking his spunk, filing a min-keg sized tank. Bevy turned to it, placing the cup under the spigot, letting the thick liquid fill the chalice. Samantha's body betrayed her as the smell wafted into the small room, her need, seemingly forgotten though hypnotherapy, came roaring back, increasing ten-fold. Her breasts perspiring and heaving, nipples like hard rubies, her panties soaked. Bevy took a sip from the chalice, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she pushed back the bookcase, sealing off the Master's piteous moans. Bevy lowered the cup to Samantha, her eyes glazed in lust and need. As Samantha drank deeply, Bevy said,” There you go! See how thirsty you were? Silly Girl, we're family! You can't leave your family! Welcome, Home, Slut-sister! Now..Tell me about your Husband.." End