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the milking wheel

... Instead, five o'clock came and went with no change in the stimulation except that the nipple electrodes seemed to be pulsing the level of suction which held them to my body. It was almost as if the electrodes were trying to nurse at my breasts. I kept waiting for the pain cycle to kick in, but the stimulation continued uninterrupted all the way up to that final milking time at six o'clock. Shortly before six, the wheel began to rotate slightly. I was moved so that I was effectively upright, sitting on the dildo saddle. This was when I was supposed to face the one whom I had offended. If she forgave me, then the final cycle of the collar would end my ordeal. If she walked away, then immediately following my last- my absolutely last- ejaculation, my balls and penis would be surgically removed and I would be turned into a eunuch. Marlina stood before me in the white robe of the Offended Innocent. If she said, "I forgive you," it was over. If she turned away, I would be eunuchized. She stood quietly and waited as silence descended on the entire crowd. Then she spoke. "I claim the right," she said loudly. There was a collective gasp from the entire crowd. No one in our village had claimed the right of ordeal in anyone's memory. For some reason known only to politicians who work in strange and secret ways, one of the minor sub-clauses of the POWA law was the right of the Offended Innocent to claim the offender as her slave. That was a dangerous thing to do because it required a ...

... trial by ordeal which could be done only at the point of the final cycle of a milking punishment. The ordeal was simple. The Offended Innocent took the place of the milking collar. The electrodes would be set to a designated pain level. If she could make the offender cum in the designated time, despite the pain, he was legally her slave from that point on. If she could not make the offender cum, however, she would be declared "falsely innocent," and relegated to the classification of woMAN. Being designated as a woMAN would strip her of all previous rights as a Womyn. Most of those relegated to the woMAN class ended up in low-end brothels or raunchy lesbian strip clubs. Malina reached to the collar of her robe and loosened a string tie of some sort. The robe slid to the ground leaving her standing nude before me. One of the technicians came forward and removed the milking collar and the electrode ring around my testicles. The wheel was again rotated so that my prick was pointing skyward and a set of ramps was placed on either side of the wheel. Marlina climbed the ramp on one side. Before she straddled me, she removed the nipple electrodes and tossed them to the ground. The judge presiding over the milking said, "You have eight minutes beginning... NOW!" Pain shot through my body from the electrodes as at the same time Marlina impaled herself on me in one push. It surprised me how wet she was. She leaned forward so that her nipples were brushing mine. She swayed her tits ...