I was moaning after that brutal gang-rape, and still tied to the ground on my stomach. Being in this position I hadn't noticed that Laura had been switched for one of the female slaves, who had incurred the wrath of Geneva. Make no mistake even though she was a submissive to Uncle Leo, Mistress Gen was a Domme toward everyone else. She had sent many to the woodshed.
Another person was missing,Maggie hadn't participated in my rape. In fact she had not accompanied Donny on the trip to Leo and Geneva's. I wondered why?
Once I realized that it was not Laura who was gang-raped next, I had mixed feelings. I was glad Uncle Leo hadn't subjected her to utter humiliation in front of the whole family. On the other hand I wondered how an a attractive babe like Laura could be a virgin. How many cases of blue balls has she caused? I had experienced a chick in particular back in Illinois, who let me kiss her, play with her tits and even finger fuck her. But when I took my dick out, she screamed no. No man likesa cock-teaser! Then it occurred to me. When Maggie brought Laura back down to the cell after that encounter in the heavyset woman's room, Laura seemed content. Maybe she likes women? Not that I have anything against lezzies. One of my favorite persons I have ever met was a full-blown dyke, and she told me that the first day I met her. When I heard she died from a brain aneurism, I cried.
So I wondered what was happening between Uncle Leo and Laura. Will we ever find out?
Meanwhile, Geneva had me flipped over face up and tied down. The slim, greyish lady then knelt between my splayed legs"We will make sure you don't have anymore unauthorized ejaculations prior to your milking day." She removed a shiny metal object from a medium sized cardboard box. "This a state-of-the art chastity device, guaranteeing you will not have another incident like the one the other day. Your next cum will be forced out through a tube connecting the head of your cock to a glass jar. Our milking center is in Harper about five miles from here. Once she had locked on the device, she dropped the key into a pocket of her house dress. Then she smiled and began manipulating my balls with a finger. "We must build up the cum in your balls since you wasted what was in there onto a woman's shift."
The feeling was wonderful, but frustrating and I heard Donna Jean taunting me. "Aw, our little slave-boy can't cum, hahhaha!"