Milkmaids

by

Htabdoolb

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1 - Training

"Wow." Holly breathed.

"Aha, that was my first reaction too." Natalie said.

The space they had just entered was quite large, warmly lit, and a very comfortable temperature. What had impressed Holly, however, was what room 402 contained: men. There were at least fifty of them, all nude, restrained, and bent over, bound securely to sturdy yet graceful steel frames mounted in rows along the floor.

"It's a pretty impressive sight, isn't it?" Natalie said, smiling back at Holly as she led the way into the room.

"How many are there?" Holly asked, as they moved between the first two rows of males.

"Sixty, if every horse is full, which they usually will be." Natalie replied.

"Horse?" Holly asked, quirking an eyebrow up at the term.

"The frames they're strapped too." Natalie explained. "I think it's short for sawhorse, or something. I guess that's what the original frames looked like, even if they've come a long way since then."

They slowly walked along the rows for a few moments. Natalie watched Holly, with an expression of amusement on her features, as the girl gawked at all the raw maleness on display before them.

"So, I've got to milk each one of them, every day?" Holly asked, as the two women reached the end of the room and turned to look at the bound men from the back side.

"Several times each day, actually." Natalie replied.

"R-really?" Holly stammered in surprise, before gulping and looking around, somewhat stunned.

Natalie laughed, not unkindly, at the overwhelmed expression on her new coworker's face.

"Relax, it isn't nearly as tough a job as you're imagining. It actually goes pretty smoothly and easily once you get the hang of it." Natalie said, reassuringly.

Holly followed Natalie back to the front of the room. Once there, Natalie pulled a tablet from its charging station mounted on the wall next to the door.

"Ideally, you will be able to milk each male every two hours, which means that you have about two minutes per male." Natalie said.

"Now, you will not be expected to perform at that level at first, but once you've gotten a couple of weeks worth of experience, you shouldn't have too much trouble hitting your quotas." she continued.

"Since today is your training day, I'll be helping you along and answering any questions you have that come up. We'll be getting right into it, as our shift has already started and the clock is ticking." Natalie finished.

"Uh, okay. Let's get to it, I guess." Holly replied, still looking a bit overwhelmed.

Natalie patted her on the arm, smiled at her, then led Holly over to a shelf full of equipment. She set down the tablet, then picked up and strapped on a set of cushioned knee pads from the bottom most shelf. After that, Natalie picked up a capped, empty glass container, which was one of many, from the middle shelf.

"This is the primary tool of our trade: the milk jug. It holds four liters, about a gallon, and will fill up surprisingly quickly. The opening is wide and more or less funnel shaped, as you can see, which is handy because some of these fellows can get a little excited and fidgety when you milk them." Natalie instructed, holding up the jug for Holly to inspect.

"Once the jug is full, return it to this unit here." Natalie said, pointing at what appeared to be a large refrigeration unit set into the wall. "It opens up both in here and outside, in the hallway, as well. Someone will be along to collect your jugs several times a shift, but you won't even see them when they do, so you needn't concern yourself about it much."

Natalie handed the jug to Holly, then picked the tablet back up.

"This tablet tracks and charts how much you've collected so far, as well as how much each male expresses each time you milk him. You can compare the days' data with that of previous days, as well as look at production charts over time for yourself and for each man." Natalie explained.

"We don't need it right now, but you will have plenty of time to look at all the data during your breaks, if you're interested." Natalie said.

Natalie grabbed a milk jug for herself, then led Holly back over to the first male in the first row near the entrance, returning the tablet to its charging station as they passed it.

The male was strapped very securely to the curving metal frame of the horse, head down and bent over at the waist, with his feet flat on the floor and his legs spread wide. His exposed manhood was hanging pendulously from his groin, his cock already swollen in moderate tumescence.

"These guys will be freshly clean at the start of your shifts. The cleaning crews see to that during off shifts." Natalie said, patting the captive male on his rump as the two women stood behind him.

"Do I need to feed or water them at all?" Holly asked, peering closely at the tubes running into the mask strapped to the man's mouth and jaw.

"Nope, that's all taken care of automatically during your shift, or by the care and cleaning crews during the off shifts." said Natalie.

"What are off shifts?" Holly asked.

"There are two eight hour milking shifts, separated by two four hour off shifts. The care and cleaning crews clean, feed, and exercise the men during the off shifts, while we milkmaids milk the guys during the milking shifts." explained Natalie.

"This milking shift is B shift, which will be what you work. I'll be working this same room, but on A shift, so we probably won't see much of each other during work hours after today. The room across from us is on a similar schedule, just offset by four hours. That means the cleaning crews work four hours with this room's males, then four hours with room 401's males. Everyone gets a normal eight hour shift this way, and the men are getting steadily and constantly milked, which is good for production." she finished.

As Holly took this information in, Natalie popped the top off her milk jug and knelt down behind the male before them.

"Keep your milk jugs sealed until you're ready to use them. The caps hang from a ring around the neck of the jug, so you shouldn't be able to lose them. Once a jug is full, seal it back up and put it in the refrigeration unit, like I said before."

Holly watched closely as Natalie placed her jug between the man's spread legs, on a little metal bracket, just beneath his manhood.

The male grunted through his feeding mask and jerked a little in his restraints when Natalie took his dangling cock in her hand. The grunt turned to a muffled groan as Natalie began to absently stroke her hand lightly up and down his shaft.

"Now, the name of the game here is efficiency. We've got sixty guys to get to, and only two hours in which to do it, so you're going to want them to ejaculate as swiftly as possible. Of course, getting them to pop off quickly is only half of it, as you're also going to want them to produce as much semen as possible, each time they come as well." Natalie said.

"This might be a dumb question, but why doesn't the company simply hook these guys up to machines? I bet a mechanical milker could suck these guys dry much more quickly than I could." asked Holly.

"They tried that, at first. There are a couple reasons why it doesn't work quite as well as you might imagine." Natalie replied, looking back at Holly as she continued to stroke the man in front of her.

"First, machines like that are expensive to design, build, and buy, and need constant maintenance and occasional repair. Second, it turns out that, for whatever reason, these fellows don't actually respond nearly as well to mechanical stimulation as they do to a natural female hand." she continued.

"Once the bean counters compared the cost and production differences, they realized that milking men the old fashioned way was actually quite a bit more cost efficient than using machines." Natalie finished.

"I see, interesting." replied Holly.

"Related to that, one of the best ways to get as much out of these guys, as quickly as possible, is to give them a little encouragement. Watch me as I demonstrate." said Natalie.

Holly leaned in close, watching and listening as Natalie bent to her task; pumping her male's shaft rhythmically and steadily with one hand, while she reached up to fondle and caress his plump, bobbing testicles with her other. Holly heard Natalie whisper quiet encouragement and appreciative cooing sounds to the man. The woman even went so far as to kiss his quivering rump and cupped testicles a few times, which elicited heightened moaning and breathing from the squirming, bound figure.

After just a few moments of this, Holly was surprised to see the man spasm strongly against his bonds, then let out his loudest groan yet, as he began shooting strong spurts of semen into the jug beneath him. The amount of ejaculate he produced was quite astonishing. Rather than the few modest squirts of fluid she had been expecting, he continued to ejaculate for nearly a minute, each spurt just as large as the previous, before his reserves were finally exhausted.

Natalie continued to stroke the man as he came, leaning her head softly against his rump and whispering her approval of his accomplishment to him as the seemingly unending flow finally slowed, then ceased altogether. She waited until the last hanging thread of semen dropped from the tip of his penis into the receptacle below it, then picked the jug up by its ring handle and lifted it high, showing it to Holly.

The bottom of the jug was completely covered by the viscous pool of thick ejaculate Natalie had just coaxed out of the man before them.

"So much!" Holly exclaimed in amazement as she looked into the clear jug.

"Normally, a man would only produce a teaspoon or two. These guys, however, are given an injection when they start here which greatly accelerates the rate at which they generate semen. It isn't at all uncommon to see them produce more than ten times the usual amount, and they'll do it every few hours." Natalie explained. "That's one of the reasons we milk them so often. If we don't, they make so much that semen will literally start leaking out of them after five or six hours. Leakage means waste, and waste is inefficient."

"Is the injection safe?" Holly asked, after a moment of consideration.

"More or less. The semen they produce under the influence of the injection is identical to the semen they would normally produce, there's just a lot more of it. There are other side effects, but they aren't particularly important. We'll talk about them later." Natalie replied.

"For now, why don't you start with this guy here, next to the one I just milked. After you're done with him, do the one behind him. These fellows will usually pop off more quickly if they get to watch the one in front of them be milked first. It saves a little time." Natalie instructed.

"O-okay." said Holly, peering over at her assigned male a little unsurely.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. They're always quick to come at the beginning of a shift, as they've had all off shift to build up a big load." Natalie reassured, then hooked her thumb over her shoulder. "I'll continue down this column."
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