--Ms. Americana's Journey, part 4--

DO NOT READ IF UNDER THE AGE OF 18, OR IF YOU DO NOT LIKE READING ABOUT BONDAGE, FEMALE ORGASMS, SQUIRTING, AND LACTATION.

Ms Americana is the creations of Mr. X

By: Kooster

e-mail: kooster69@gmail.com

Ms. Americana gasped with pleasure as the Hitachi wand powerfully vibrate against her swollen, abused clit for the upteenth time. She no longer tried to escape from the knobby head of the vibrating sex wand, and happily enjoyed the Hitachi wand's return. She lustfully blurted out, "Yes!" as her long-delayed orgasm built up again. Her needy pussy pulsed with a life of its own, as another trickle of her sweet juice leak out and trail down to her now well-lubricated asshole. A few seconds ticked away, but Ms. Americana was so close in cumming.

"No!", Ms. Americana loudly protested as the Hitachi wand once again withdrew from her reddened snatch. In her mind's eye, she watched as her lustful self landed a savage blow against her willpowered self that knocked her willpowered self down for the count.

The Professor smiled with satisfication upon seeing Ms. Americana's transformation. "Excellent," he proudly commented, "Most excellent."

While Ms. Americana was now oblivious to everything else, the Professor noticed that his serum continued to make Ms. Americana's well-endowed tits grow to 38FF's. He realized that Ms. Americana's gigantic titties held a rare prize, as he saw her erect, bullet-sized nipples leak out a yellowish ooze of colostrum. "My serum works as designed," the Professor noted, "that makes Ms. Americana produce milk, whenever she has any type of sex."

Ms. Americana softly pleaded, "Please..."

The high-definition recorder barely picked up Ms. Americana's voice. The Professor asked throught the chamber's speakers, "Please, what, my dear?"

Ms. Americana loudly requested, "Please, let me cum!"

The Professor smiled with delight! "This is the moment I have been waiting for!", he rejoiced aloud. He pressed a series of buttons on his control console.

Ms. Americana watched a robotic claw descend towards her right, gloved hand. She noticed that the claw carried a hand held device. Ms. Americana took the hand held device from the mechanical claw, which disappeared afterwards.

"The device in your hand," the Professor's voice stated throughout the chamber, "will return the Hitachi wand to your pussy. If you want to orgasm, my lovely Ms. Americana, you must do it yourself. As they say, actions speak louder than words."

Without hestiation, as she had desired to orgasm for the longest time, Ms. Americana pressed the button on the hand held device. The Hitachi wand turned on again and mashed against Ms. Americana's reddened clit. "Yyyeeesss!", Ms. Americana lustfully cried out as the Hitachi wand's powerful vibrations coursed through her snatch. She ground her pussy against the knobby head of the Hitachi wand. She breathed faster and faster as her long denied orgasm built up once more. Ms. Americana was soon hyperventalting as she allowed the Hitachi wand to have its way with her. In her mind's eye, Ms. Americana saw her lustful self place a dog collar around her willpowered self. Her lustful self relished enslaving her conscious self. "Oh fuck!", Ms. Americana managed to blurt out as she was nearly there.

A few seconds later, Ms. Americana loud announced, "Cumming!!!" Ms. Americana threw her head back with her mouth agape in a silent scream, while she orgasmed! Her sexual libido exploded with a huge release of pent-up sexual energies ever since the Hitachi wand had first touched her. Her body wildly thrashed against her shackles for the first few moments. "FFFuuuccckkk!!!", Ms. Americana screamed out in a gutterial cry. All the muscles in her body tightly locked up, and then her cunt squirted with a stream of pussy juice. Her pussy juice shimmered with the enegries that normally gave Ms. Americana her superpowers. Her pussy juice splashed in a two foot line along the floor below her. Her sweaty body violently shook for a few moments after her super-squirt.

"Aaaaahhhhh!!!", Ms. Americana cried out as she exploded with another orgasm. She wildly thrashed about in her shackles as the waves and bliss of her second orgasm washed through her body. Her now gaping pussy spasmed open-and-close as she came again.

Ms. Americana soon had willingly lost herself with the orgasmic bliss that the Hitachi wand was delivering, as she enjoyed a continual, never-ending orgasm that was a series of one orgasm after the next. During one of these orgasms, Ms. Americana's cunt again squirted out a glowing stream of her sweet juice. All thoughts had left her mind, as she only cared about cumming and cumming again! Ms. Americana desperately gasped and panted for much-needed breaths, while her eyes had rolled back. Her long, black hair was matted all across her sweaty face.

After her upteenth orgasm, Ms. Americana screamed out a long, animalist sexual cry that would make any female pornstar envious and then she collasped into unconsciousness. While passed out, Ms. Americana orgasmed once more and squirted out another jet of her pussy juice.

The Professor, upon seeing Ms. Americana pass out, quickly pressed a series of buttons on his control console that stopped the Hitachi wand. After leaving Ms. Americana's reddened and savaged snatch, the robotic arm carried the Hitachi wand away. Ms. Americana's unconscious body instinctively quaked with a series of post-orgasmic spasms for a minute or so. The Professor pressed a different series of buttons that unlocked and released the shackles from Ms. Americana's wrists and ankles. The Professor had the high-definition recorder take in a full body shot of Ms. Americana's sweat, sexually spent body and milk, engorged tits. He had the video camera take close-up shots of Ms. Americana's 38FF breasts and her pointy nipples, and then did a close-up shot of her swollen, reddened clit and gaping, juicy-dripping, reddened pussy.

The Professor positioned the high-definition recorder to a bust shot of Ms. Americana, and then pressed a series of buttons on his control console. A pair of mechnical claws holding breast milk pumps attached the clear, two-liter bottles appeared, and then latched onto Ms. Americana's large aerolas. The breast pumps turned on to suction her nipples. Two robotic arms with human-looking hands appeared, and then gripped the base of Ms. Americana's massive milk-filled mellons. The robotic hands squeezed Ms. Americana's tits and soon induced her lactate, where her breast milk squirted out as tiny streams from numerous points along her bullet-sized nipples and flowed into the waiting bottles. While the Professor could have used an industrial cow milking machine on Ms. Americana's engorged breasts, he wanted to a long video of Ms. Americana's first lactation. Besides, with Ms. Americana unconscious, no one could see her react from the industrial cow milking machine. After fifteen minutes or so from the gentlier approaching of milking Ms. Americana, the bottles were each filled with a liter of her precious breast milk. Only droplets of her breast milk oozed out of Ms. Americana's puffy nipples. It appeared that Ms. Americana had been completely milked for now, as her 38FF tits were no longer taunt and lost a bit of firmness.

"Next time you are milked, my dear," the Professor told himself, "You will be awake and show how much of a milk-giving whore you are."

The Professor gazed at this watch and commented, "Thirty-minutes until I regain my own libido."

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Ms. Americana awoke sometime later. Her blue eyes slowly focused on her surroundings, as the blurred objects came into sharp focus. Ms. Americana saw that she had been moved into a different room that was nicely lit, and had a large freezer on the other side of the room. She found herself in a sitting position, and then discovered that her upraised arms were shackled above her head. Her legs were opened up, which completely exposed her sex, and her ankles were shackled to the floor. She felt each of her ass cheeks rested on padded circles, which helped her sit, but still allowed access to her asshole. She also noticed that the shackles touched her bare flesh, as she had been stripped of her gloves and boots. Ms. Americana panicked! "My mask!", she wondered aloud.

The Professor's voice boomed over the overhead speakers, "Do not worry so much, my dear. Your mask is the only thing you're wearing right now."

Ms. Americana seethed with rage, where she violently fought against the shackles! "Professor! Release me now, or face my wrath!", she bellowed.

"Right now, Ms. Americana, you have other concerns.", the Professor stated. "You probably didn't notice, but you now have thirty-eight double-G tits."

Ms. Americana looked down at her tits, and noticed that they were bigger than ever! Despite their increased sized, Ms. Americana found that her huge tits didn't sag and retained their circular shape. "How did...?", she began to ask but then hissed with discomfort. "My tits...!", Ms. Americana grunted, "Feel like they're going to burst! What did...?"

"Please, my dear, tell me you're smart than that!", the Professor teased. He cut to the chase, "Enough of this. Class is in session."

Ms. Americana watched helplessly as a high-definition video recorder decended in front her. she saw that two robotic arms come from behind her, where each one was holding a long, clear plastic tube. Each plastic tube ended in a metallic cone with a rubberized lip. Her eyes widened in horror as each metallic cone was placed onto her massively firm tits, and saw her large aerolas and pointy nipples encirled by the rubber lips. "No!", Ms. Americana protested, "Take them off!" She shook her chest in attempt to shake off the metallic cones, but to no avail.

"Now, Ms. Ameri-cow," the Professor called out, "time for your milking." With a mere flip of a switch, he turned on the industrial milking machine.

"Aaarrrggghhh!", Ms. Americana screamed in pain as the powerful suction of the machine forcifully pulled part of her tits into the metallic cones. The robotic arms released, as the milking cones had latched onto her huge breasts.

"My nipples!", Ms. Americana cried out as the strong suction yanked and stretched out her nipples. Her formerly circular and perky tits were now formed into fleshy cones.

"Aaaaahhhhh!", she yelled as streams of her breast milk jetted out uncontrollably from every single available point on her enlongated nips. Her breast milk quickly traveled through the plastic tubes and into their waiting receptacles. Ms. Americana bit her lip to stiffle her screams.

Her forced lactation also caused endorphines to be released into her blood stream. Ms. Americana softly moaned as the first wave of pleasure-inducing endorphines flowed through her body. Despite not being powered-up with her pent-up sexual energies, Ms. Americana's Aprodite-gifted body produced super-human quantities of endorphines to match her fast-paced milking. The longer her milking went, the more pleasure Ms. Americana felt. While still being milking by the machine's powerful suction, Ms. Americana softly gasped with pleasure each time her breast milk squirted out of her long nipples. Ms. Americana soon lost herself in the moment, where she only paid attention to her forced milking and the pleasure each lactating stream created.

A minute or so later, her breasts had been drained of their precious milk where nothing flowed through the clear, plastic tubes. Ms. Americana registered in her subconscious that the industrial milking machine had turned off, but the metallic cones were still adhered to her spent breasts. If she had more of her wits, Ms. Americana would have noticed that her formerly taunt 38FF tits had shrunk down to a less firm 38EE size. Ms. Americana didn't admit it aloud, but she wouldn't mind if her pleasure from being milked had returned.

Ms. Americana was shaken back to her senses, as she heard the Professor's voice again. The Professor disappointingly noted, "Only one liter from each tit again, my dear? Tsk, tsk, tsk. That is very shy of your two gallon quota, Ms. Ameri-cow!"

Two gallons?!?, Ms. Americana wondered. She had recovered enough to where she did a quick calculation in her head. She realized that two gallons was around seven liters. Seven liters! Seven times!, her mind screamed.

Before Ms. Americana could ask how or why this could be done, she screamed "Goddess!" as a dildo unexpectantly penetrated her slightly gaping cunt! Ms. Americana did not realize that she had become wet from her milking, which helped the dildo invade her pussy. The dildo felt oozy against her inner walls, which meant that the sex toy was well lubricated. Ms. Americana breathed a little faster as she felt the dildo's nine inches fill her up. The dildo rested for a second or two inside of her, before the dildo furiously pumped in-and-out of her pussy! "Aaaaahhhhh!!!!!", Ms. Americana cried out as she was rapidly fucked. Her helpless hands clenched closed and open as the dildo unmercilessly pounded her sex. Despite being fucked without her consent, Ms. Americana felt her body react as her clit swelled and popped out of its fleshy hood. While she would have appreciated a slower pace to start with, Ms. Americana loved having her pussy filled up and being fucked. She quickly gave in, where her orgasm began to build up. She wished that was not immobilized, as she wanted to slam down onto the pistoning dildo for deeper penetration.

Ms. Americana also became aware that her fucking caused her to produce more breast milk, where she felt her massive tits swell up and grow back to their 38FF size. She milk-filled tits grew firmer, and soon hurt as her expanding udders pressed against the metallic cones that had latched onto her. A few drops of breast milk dripped out of her enlarged nipples, but not enough to provide any satisifying release. Ms. Americana blurt out, "Hurts!"

The Professor commented, "I didn't hear the magic word, Ms. Ameri-cow."

"Please...", Ms. Americana softly pleaded.

"What was that, my dear?" the Professor teased.

Ms. Americana grunted in pain as her milk-filled tits hurt more than ever! "Please!", she loudly begged.

The Professor smiled at how Ms. Americana begged, but wanted her full compliance. "Please what, Ms. Ameri-cow?", the Professor requested.

Ms. Americana only cared about releasing her trapped breast milk, so that she could resume enjoy being fucked. "Please, milk me!", she desperately and willing begged.

The Professor flipped the switch that reactivated the milking machines.

"Yyyeeesss!!!", Ms. Americana cried out as the powerful suction returned that milked her. She experienced the dual pleasure of squirting out her breast milk, while being fucked like a nasty whore. Ms. Americana was so fucking wet now with her sweet juice that the dildo squished in-and-out of her cunt. Her mind was emptied of everything, except for the wonderful sensations of her breast milk jetting out of her engorged nipples and of her pussy being rammed over-and-over again by the rapidly pistoning dildo. She panted and gasped like a bitch in heat, as she got closer and closer in cumming.

"Cum--!!!", Ms. Americana managed to lustfully blurt out just before she exploded with her first orgasm! As she came, her nipples squirted out their longest stream of breast milk. Her tits were milked dry again, as Ms. Americana thrashed about in her shackles as she came. Her eyes rolled back, while her mouth gaped open as she panted. She finished cumming, where the milking machine was turned off but the pistoning dildo continued to ram her drenched cunt.

The Professor enjoyed the wonderful entertainment Ms. Americana provided as she slowly reached her milking quota for the day. He marveled as Ms. Americana's tits produced more breast milk, as she was constantly fucked. He waited until her milk-filled udders were a reddish-purple in color, before turning the milking machine back on. Each milking triggered another powerful orgasm for Ms. Americana. He realized that an ordinary woman would not be able to reach a two gallon milking quota, or even stay conscious long enough. He was pleased that Ms. Americana's Aprodite-like body had the stamina for such an intense and rigorous milking. He also realized that his special serum, which caused Ms. Americana to lactate, had made this all possible. The orgasmic, non-verbal cries Ms. Americana made during her succeeding orgasms kept the Professor's cock incredibly hard.

After being milked and orgasming for the sixth time, the Professor noticed that Ms. Americana had passed into a haze where her lovely, sweaty body continued to respond and to produce breast milk. He pushed a lever all the way down on his computer console that made the dildo piston in-and-out faster than ever, where the dildo appeared as a shiny blur. Droplets of Ms. Americana's pussy juice were flung off the dildo flesh-like shaft. Some of the droplets splashed against the floor, while other droplets joined the pussy juice that coated her inner thighs.

Ms. Americana screamed out, "AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" as her reddened pussy was violently fucked. Her fingers tightened into white-hot fists. Her head flailed from side-to-side, which caused her long, black hair to move as a sloshing wave around her face. She wiggled in her shackles in an attempt to escape her savage fucking, as the dildo pounded her with super-human speed. She tightly gritted her teeth, as she endured her forced fucking. Desipte all of this, Ms. Americana felt another orgasmic building inside of her. This, of course, produced a copuous amount of breast milk.

The Professor watched Ms. Americana's milk-filled udder swell and grow once again, while he enjoyed her agony from this brutal fucking. He waited longer than ever to activate the milking machine, as he watched Ms. Americana's tits turn a dark purple as they strained against the metallic cones. He believed that Ms. Americana's huge titties had grown to gigantic 38GG tits. Before anything dire really happened, the Professor engaged the milking machine. He also stopped the pistoning dildo, where the sex toy rammed deep and hard into Ms. Americana's abused cunt.

Ms. Americana shouted out a deep, gutteral, "YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!" as the powerful suction released the breast milk from Ms. Americana's mellon-sized tits. Her mouth went agape, as she silently screamed from her seventh orgasm! All of the muscles in her sexy, sweat-drenched body locked tight as she came! For a few seconds, Ms. Americana was frozen in orgasmic bliss as the incredibly powerful waves of pleasure washed through her. Afterwards, her body unclenched where she desperately gasped for some much needed air while her body excitedly shook against her shackles. After her enlarged nipples had squirted out their last jet of breast milk, Ms. Americana screamed out a lustful, "AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" as her orgasm ended. Ms. Americana then slumped into unconsciousness.

The Professor worked over his computer console, where robotic arms secured the two containers, which were both filled with two gallons of Ms. Americana's breast milk. The mechanical arms then divided the four gallons into half-liter, freezer resistant containers. All of the half-liter, milk-filled containers were placed into the large freezer to maintain a longer shelf life.

The two mechanical arms then removed the rubber tipped, metallic cones from Ms. Americana's gigantic tits. The rubber lips left a white circle around her large aerolas. Despite being milked several times in a row, Ms. Americana's now 38FF tits retained their firmness and did not sag in the slightest. Her nipples were no longer stretched out, but they remained puffy and bullet-sized.

The Professor pressed another series of buttons on his computer console, where the dildo withdrew from Ms. Americana's reddened and abused cunt. When Ms. Americana's fuck hole was no longer filled, a large amount of her pussy juice gushed out and splashed against the floor. The Professor cursed himself in wasting Ms. Americana's sweet juice, and guessed that four fluid ounces of her pussy juice now stained the floor. He noticed that Ms. Americana's body uncontrollably shook with a series of post-orgasmic quakes, where her pussy squirted out another stream of her sweet juice and droplets of breast milk dripped from her puffy nipples. The creamy, white ooze of Ms. Americana's cum leaked out and clung to her slightly gaping fuck hole.

He checked to confirm that video of Ms. Americana's milking and fucking had been recorded. The Professor would give time for Ms. Americana to recover, before teaching his captive beauty her final lesson. For the time being, the Professor left Ms. Americana hanging unconscious in her shackles where she looked like a lewdly positioned Barbie doll. In the meantime, he started his Internet search to find out which companies offered the highest price breast milk.