The Factory

The drugs wore off and his eyes peeled back to reveal a glossy orb. He took a quick census of his situation and quickly realized his situation. He stood completely naked, shackled by his wrists and ankles in front of a large clear tube about 10” in diameter. Through the tube was carrying a constant flow of white, milky material. The material was flowing in small waves. Not 10 feet from him and directly across from him was the lifeless body of a man. He was hanging from his wrist shackles, exactly like the ones holding his wrists. His head resting on his chest, the body was shrunken and stretched tight across his bones. There was nothing left of him. Attached to his cock was a bullet shaped stainless steel contraption that pulsated relentlessly. It reminded him of the suction devices found on cow milking machines. His lifeless body was slightly trusting back and forth with pulsation of the device. His balls were the size of oranges and hung half way down his thigh. Suddenly, he came to life and the contraption increased its movement. His head lifted slightly and his eyes rolled back into his head and his arms and legs stiffened. His ass began to thrust back and forth involuntarily, using every bit of strength he may have had to fuck his suction tube. The activity of the device on his cock quickened. He let out a faint moan as the clear tube leading form the head of his cock filled with his cum. For a solid minute his seed was drained from his balls. During this time an occasional whimper or sigh was emitted.

The device slowed again, his balls were considerably smaller and resting like marbles in a stretched ball sack. Suddenly a red blinking light located over the man began to blink.

Finally looking to his left and then to his right, he saw men as far as he could see, shackled and attached to suction tubes. It reminded him of a chicken farm, only it wasn’t chicken heads sticking out of their little cubicles, it was cocks. The 10” tube surged with a swell of the white fluid. As he looked down the line he saw men in various stages of decay. Some looked fresh while others hung from their restraints like so much meat. Some had backs arched and thrusting back and forth, obviously pumping their loads into the main center tube.. Not one spot was without a man hanging from it.

Five stations down to his left, 3 women worked at a determined yet comfortable pace. They wore short white lab coats with nothing under them. Their large breasts strained at the snaps, gaping the clothing between each connection. All three had previously loosened the top two snap so as to work more comfortably. In doing this each woman sported considerable cleavage. Their long legs were perfectly shaped and flawless. When one would bend over her ass cheeks were exposed, showing a magnificently formed ass. Each woman was beautiful and immaculately groomed.

They were attaching shackles and a suction device to another poor bastard. They placed the bullet shaped tube in front of the mans cock and it sucked it right in and began to pulsate. The woman that placed it there held it a moment to insure it was firmly attached and that his member had swelled to fill it.

“Shit”, she said, “Get me a size 4 this one is too small.”

Another of the women retreated to a cart, on which hung hundreds of stainless steel bullets and their hoses. She grabbed a # 4 off the cart and threw it under handed to her co-worker.

“Here”, the 2nd woman yelled.

The first woman caught the #4 unit with one hand, like she had done this a thousands of time before.

“Help, me with this one, its on here tight” said the first woman.

The third woman came around opposite the first woman and together they began to pull on the now well-seated bullet. They cut the suction to the bullet but the existing vacuum was too great.

“Reach under and pull his nuts back, that usually breaks the seal.” Said the first woman.

The second woman reached around behind the man and between his legs, grabbed his nut sack and balls, then pulled them back between his legs.

“How is that?” said the 2nd woman.

“More”, said the first, “this is really on tight.”

The 2nd woman pulled harder. His balls strained against his sack. The 2nd woman was pulling his sack with a death grip up along the curve of his ass.

“More”, said the first woman “I almost have this fucker lose.”

The 2nd woman pulled harder, lifting the man off the floor and pulling taunt the shackles attached to his ankles. Suddenly, the vacuum broke lose and the man’s engorged cock swung free. At that same moment the 2nd woman felt one of the man’s nuts implode as a result of her grip.

“Shit”, said the 2nd woman, “I hate when that happens”.

She loosened her grip on his one intact ball and his feet hit the floor. His sack swung around to his front and was stretched half way down his thigh. The first woman cradled his ball bag in her hand and examined the damage.

“Its ok, only one is gone. We can still get plenty from one” said the first woman. “We need to clean out his sack, hand me the syringe. I’ll have to mash it up a little more before I can get it out.”

Anticipating the need for the instrument the 3rd woman had the device by her side. The first woman was crushing what was left of his destroyed ball between her forefinger and thumb when she was handed the syringe. She grabbed his sack and held it to one side letting the crushed ball flow to the lower part of his stretched bag. She then pinched it off, inserted the syringe and removed the pureed nut.

To insure the man could still get hard, SOP dictates, “Upon removal or destruction of one of two tentacles, manual stimulation and ejaculation are necessary to insure proper function”.

The first woman said, “Whose turn is it?”

“Its mine”, said the 3rd woman with excitement.

“Damn,” said the 2nd

The 3rd woman can around to the front of the man and poured lubricate over his semi hard cock. She began to stroke it slowly and gently at first, his member engorged to its full 8-inch length.

“Well, so far so good” said the first woman.

The 3rd woman began to stroke his man meat faster and faster. His one ball swinging violently around under his fully erect hog. With two hands the 3rd woman is milking his meat for all it was worth. Her thighs show signs of here cunt juices dripping from her over flowing hole. She feels her own orgasm build and swell over he body. She cums hard, shifting one of her hands up under her lab coat. All the while she is cumming she is violently wrenching the man cock in every direction. The other two women giggle as they watch; they love to watch their co-worker cum.

Finally, after the 3rd woman had had her pleasure, she gets back to the task in hand. All that wild jerking had nearly brought the man to cum so it was not difficult to bring him to the brink. She returned to using two hands because of the size of his cock. Working in unison with her co-worker the first woman applied more lube and 10 strokes later the 3rd woman felt his body stiffen.

“Get the can” said the 3rd woman.

The first woman grabbed a stainless steel container, which had a handle. Attached to the handle was a chain and a small clamp. The first woman attached the clamp to the mans’ nut sack and let the can hang down between his legs. The 3rd woman felt his cock enlarge and knew he was going to shoot. She immediately jammed the head of his swollen hog into the can and proceeded to milk his nut juice from his one remaining ball. Half filling the container, she slides her fingers down the length of his shaft, using considerable pressure so as to completely extract all of his seed. Similar to the moment used while milking a cow manually.

The first woman grabbed the can and pulled it up to examine the contents. The clamp still attached to his nut sack strained as she sloshed the specimen around. She dropped the can, it came to an abrupt halt as it hit the end of the chain length, stretching his ball bag down even further.

“This one is fine, hook him back up” said the first woman.

The 3rd woman placed the #4 bullet over his fully erect cock. It immediate sensed the presence of another semen dispenser and began to pulsate. The 2nd woman removed the clamp from his seriously stretched nut sack and poured the unclean spunk through the crate the man stood on.

“This one is all set, lets go, we may have a dead one down here.” said the first woman.

“They don’t last as long as they used too. Must be the increased demand.”, said the 2nd woman.

They reached the man that hung limp in front of the new guy. His balls were no longer the size of oranges but had shrunk to the size of grapes. The three women reached the man and surveyed the situation.

“Hum. Looks like a flat liner. Get the de-fib.” Said the first.

You don’t really think we can get any more from those sorry ass nuts do you?” the 2nd woman half laughing.

Hey we get paid a percentage of every drop of spunk that goes down that tube. I want my money from this assholes balls before he kicks off.” Said the 1st woman. “Get the de-fib, lets go.”

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