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The parlor's main pump room was much more sterile than the welcoming retro aesthetic in the serving area. The metal covering every surface had to be cleaned each morning to a mirror shine, and the milking stalls could be considered... at least a little dehumanizing.
Despite that, it still managed to be comfortable. Kanade was considerate enough to provide pillows, body slings, and heated support bars— and not just because her own back couldn't take the strain for too long. There were also plenty of toys within reach to, ahem, encourage faster production. If you were so inclined. (Most of the workers were so inclined. It was one of the best perks of the job.)
"Hhahhh, hhahhh, hhahhh..."
And of course, if you needed an extra bit of help, there was no harm in asking a coworker.
"I bet you're feeling pretty good, huh?" Ena couldn't help her smug smirk, not that she wanted to. Mafuyu was more than a bit of a handful in both temperament and cup size, so having all the control here felt pretty good to her, at least.
Mafuyu's uniform lay neatly folded outside the stall, so they were free to sweat and secrete through the vigorous pumping.
Ena on the other hand had kept her work apron on in case things got messy, which they almost certainly would.
Ena groped Mafuyu's breasts unhindered, starting from the base and squeezing inward and forward, drawing their milk through the fatty tissue towards the clear glass suction cups covering their areolas.
Mafuyu kept their eyes cast downward, hanging nearly limp over the support bar. "... I don't know," they finally answered.
Ena stopped kneading. The rhythmic hum of the milk machine sucking away in the background had been easy enough to tune out after a while, but the sudden silence made it apparent once more.
"Ugh. Seriously?" Her lip curled. It wasn't like Mafuyu was fooling anyone, not when they were so flushed, panting and sweating like an animal. "If you're going to be like that, then I might as well stop the pump now."
Their face blanched in the polished steel reflection, expression twisting through confusion, betrayal, and sorrow. If their hands weren't lashed to the stall, they'd be scrambling to stop her. They settled for squirming under Ena's embrace. "No, don't stop, I just— I don't know what it is I'm feeling."
"Well then you better start explaining, and quick, or I'm cutting you off." Ena pulled their hair and was rewarded by a spurt of milk. Fuck, seriously? How could they not know when their reactions were so obvious?
Mafuyu hesitated. "I feel... hot. Flushed all over. Maintaining a train of thought is difficult."
Ena licked a stripe up their neck, sinking her teeth into their nape. Their startled, keening gasp sent her blood rushing with joy. "And?"
"The pressure on my nipples is intense." They sighed, adding, "Painful. But not unpleasant." Their eyelids quivered, pupils losing focus. "Nngh, significant... sexual arousal. Hot and wet and... empty?"
Ena pressed her lips to Mafuyu's ear. "You're feeling empty, little cow?"
Mafuyu swallowed a moan, holding the needy noise down in their throat.
Ena could work with that.
"If you don't cooperate, I'll just have to leave you back here and let your stupid, fat tits swell up until it feels like they're gonna burst. Is that what you want?"
Mafuyu shook their head, drops of drool splattering from their slack lips.
"Good." Ena let a little sweetness suffuse her voice as she stroked their stomach. "Now let your big sis take care of that empty feeling, and you focus on enjoying it. And you better enjoy it." She thrust her nails into their skin, digging angry red scratch marks.
Mafuyu hissed. "How will you know if I'm enjoying it?" they asked with eyes too big and beautiful for their own good.
Ena nipped their earlobe. "Because you're going to tell me. Obviously."
Mafuyu whimpered as she pulled away, earning them a slap on their detestably shapely ass. "Ena," They whined, pathetic enough to compete with Mizuki or Kanade. Ugh, how could they be this cute?
"Wait a minute," Ena snipped back, grabbing the harness off the wall. She stepped in and pulled it up, and caught it before it fell back down. Who wore this thing last, Luka?
After a few fitting adjustments, she chose an attachment off the wall. Not the tentacle— too fiddly, not the horsecock— too big, not the realistic cock— too conventional. She went for the spike-bump, a garish purple cock covered in rounded protrusions designed to overstimulate. That'd give them something to talk about. Now were they wet enough?
Mafuyu shuddered and moaned as she ran the tip through their folds. "Ohh... the hedgehog dildo. That suits you."
"Hey!" Ena thwapped their butt with the shaft, insulted. Insult gave way to a quiet thrill of pride when another spurt of milk filled the suction cups. She sneered down at them. "What, have you memorized all the toys?"
That accusation should have been embarrassing as hell— Ena would be embarrassed, at least— but Mafuyu only shrugged. "Someone had to test them for Kanade." They locked eyes with Ena through the reflection and changed the subject. "It suits your brashness, I think. Is it wrong to admire you for that?"
Ena blushed and looked away first. "Ugh, whatever. Just... describe for me." She wasn't sure how to respond to that sort of compliment, and she refused to linger on it.
"Okay." Mafuyu worried their lip as they thought. "Hm. My body feels heavy, and my legs won't stop shaking. There's a tightness inside me, like... holding a bowstring at half-draw." They took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, seeking calm.
Ena tilted her head, squinting slightly at Mafuyu. "Isn't that nice?"
"Is it?" Mafuyu's brow furrowed. "It makes me feel... in danger. Like my chest could tear open at any moment. My heart's beating so fast..."
Well that's one hell of a way to interpret your body's reactions. What was this, that Alien movie? And they sounded so certain about it, too...
Ena sighed, stroking the length of their back. "You're allowed to be scared, but it's gonna be fine. I've got you. Nothing bad's gonna happen."
Some of the tension left Mafuyu's shoulders as she pet them. "Mm. Okay. If you say so." They didn't sound particularly convinced, but they also didn't sound particularly turned on, and they were dripping a puddle on the floor, so maybe they just had resting bitch voice.
Ena dribbled a little extra lube over the toy's soft studs before pressing inside. She flared her fingers over their labia, spreading them to ensure a smooth thrust. "Keep talking."
Mafuyu took a sharp breath, bracing. "Ghm. Uh, feels familiar, nostalgic? But, rough, and, mh— pressing on m-my walls all over, uh, hhhh, so full... and hot... can't think..." They squeezed their eyes shut.
Well, at least it seemed like she wouldn't have to work too hard to bring them to the edge. "You know, with everything you've just described, I'm pretty sure you can just say 'I feel good.'" Ena faked a casual tone as she returned to rubbing and squeezing their tits, rocking her hips as she milked them.
Mafuyu lowered their head, letting out a guttural groan. They lifted a leg, crooking it back to wrap around Ena's hip, drawing her in.
"Do you want to try repeating that for me?" Ena cooed patronizingly.
"MmmMmMm," Mafuyu used their leg to leverage her deeper, impudence and impatience battling in their throat. It's cute. Bratty, even.
She clawed at their tits. "Come on, heifer. Say it."
They scowled back over their shoulder. "I would be a bull."
"Bull-fucking-shit you would be. You are literally getting milked and bred." Ena punctuated her statement with a resounding spank, branding their ass with her hand. "Now say it."
Mafuyu spasmed, their last leg nearly giving out. "Glng. It's— I feel good."
Ena reached down, rubbing their clit as a reward. "Good heifer... Now say it again."
Their voice rose half an octave. "I... I feel good."
A fist around their ponytail. A firm hand on their boob. She pulled out halfway, then slammed back inside, using the momentum to launch into a rhythmic pounding. "Louder."
"Nnnngh ah, ah ah, I-I-I feel good! IfeelgoodIfeelgood, Fuck, Ena, cumminghh..." A steady stream of white filled the siphon as their climax overtook them.
"There we go. That wasn't so hard, was it?" Ena panted, milking their teets in tandem with their orgasm. Thank fuck they came before her hips gave out.
When the flow of milk slowed to a trickle, she leaned forward to pat Mafuyu's cheek.
They sniffled and nuzzled her hand, eyes closed.
Her hand came away wet. Was Mafuyu—?
She cupped their face, pressing even closer. "Hey, you okay?"
Mafuyu hummed. "I feel good," they croaked. They pressed a kiss to her palm. "I think I really feel good. Thank you, Ena."
Fuck this stupid, sexy asshole for making her blush. "You better be grateful." Ena brushed the rest of their tears away. "And... you can ask for my help whenever you want."
"Really?" She swore they perked up a little bit.
Ena rolled her eyes. "Just take me out for coffee sometime. And don't piss me off, or I'll have to punish you next time." She began untying their restraints.
"That wasn't punishing enough?" They sounded weirdly happy about it. Pervert.
Ena growled, pressing their bodies flush to be able to reach up and kiss their stupid face. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"
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"By the way," Mafuyu's voice slipped into an informative tone, "a heifer is a female cow that hasn't had a calf yet, so they wouldn't be able to be milked. Just so you're aware."
Ena scrunched her face up. "How the fuck do you know that?" she asked incredulously.
Mafuyu's face went red, and they looked at the floor. "Not important."