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An African Wild Dog zipped about his workshop in a hurried attempt to get himself dressed before his guests arrived. The university graduate and former employee of the facility pulled black slacks and a lab coat over his fur; the colours of which were blotches of white, cream, sand dark brown and chocolate. The fur on both of his hands was a solid white, matching the fluffy insides of his ears. A consistent sand colour covered his face, the only deviations from that lighter shade being his chestnut brown muzzle and a strip of matching pigmentation on his forehead.

Micah, that was his name, shoved his shirt behind a pile of crates to hide the fact that he wasn't wearing one. He had neglected getting dressed upon waking up so that he could check his invention a few more times, even though he'd been up until 2am checking it then. As excessive as it was, everything needed to be perfect for today was the day that his bosses at the 69thMilking Facility were coming to call.

They were a company that specialized in a very niche, but apparently lucrative business. They 'milked' men for their cum and then sold it on secretive markets. Why people bought the stuff Micah didn't know or want to know. He was only doing this because, whilst working a cleaning job there in order to pay for university, he had come across an opportunity that would put his engineering skills to the test.

The worst part of that cleaning job had been the room labelled 'Punishment.' It was a strange room with nothing but a menacing bondage chair and a collecting drain in the floor. Every time it saw use, the room would be so thoroughly coated in spunk he would have to spend half an hour deep cleaning the tiles.

When he'd asked the facility staff to try being a little less messy, they gave him a hundred reasons why they couldn't. The whole purpose of the session was to drain the Milking Man of everything he had to offer which could take a whole day. No staff would sign up for a job like that since it would stop being fun pretty fast, so that meant the job had to automated with machines. However, automation tended to reduce quality (something about the constant stimulation and lack of connection with a Milker) and this was true no matter what they used so in order to save money they would just hook the poor Milking Man up to a menagerie of vibrators. Because of all of that, they couldn't think of a way to make it less messy.

At the time Micah thought it was fair enough, but a co-worker eventually told him that they threw out so much (due it being of such low quality) that the money they saved automating it with cheap devices ended up being lost anyway. That night, Micah began furiously scribbling plans for a new design.

A week later, he came to the Facility with the design of a new machine as well as estimations of profits and waste reduction. He left with a contract that give him three, fully funded months to bring the machine to life.

Micah had just finished buttoning up his lab coat when there came a knock at the garage door.

"Coming!" He yelled as he pulled a white curtain from one side of the room to the other.

Darting over, Micah tapped a button on the wall and then moved to stand in the center of the door. The motors whirred and the metal panels slowly began to raise, folding as they did to reveal three people standing on the other side.

The first was a middle-aged hyena who dressed in ripped, black jeans and a loose fitting tank top. His mohawk was a mix of eccentric colours that contrasted against the natural shades of his fur. Next to him was a sphinx cat, perhaps a year or two older than Micah. This man was dressed in a proper lab coat complete with medical slacks, protective gloves and goggles.

"Are you Micah Carew?" The sphinx asked with a stern voice.

"Yes, that's me. You must be Dr. Keres and Dr. Clo..."

There had been quite the contrast between Dr. Keres and Dr. Clover, but it was nothing compared to the difference between them and the third figure. This third person wore a full, latex get-up making it impossible to discern any details about them. They wore a latex hood in the shape of a horse's head to rob them of any identity. It was completed with expressionless eyes and a complete lack of unique features.

This person was taller than the others, even with them being slightly hunched over. They were hunched over because they were being tugged along by a leash that the hyena held. Seeing as how they'd been robbed of most of their senses, the leash was their only input regarding where to walk.

From there, they'd been given the standard pony play boots which forced them to walk on their tip toes. Straps, sealed with padlocks, ensured that they would not wriggle free. There was one strap at the ankle, one below the knee and a final larger one at the thigh. Those thigh straps were connected to each other by a rope to restrict the distance between their legs.

Their arms were bound behind their back, tied by bars at the top of the bicep then handcuffs at the wrists forcing them to keep both folded on top of each other and resting at the small of the back.

The final instrument of control was a harness; a three-pronged trident on their chest with two straps going over the shoulders and one going up to meet the muzzle and head harness. Those shoulder straps joined at the back then went down; splitting twice to go either side around the stomach. Finally, there was the crotch strap going down the back and front whilst staying linked to the main harness. These final pieces did not meet each other, instead finding themselves connected to a cock ring.

The only part of them that was on display was their dick. It throbbed with lust and need. Someone had been edging the poor thing for a while. Dr. Clover, the hyena, reached behind himself to give it a quick stroke causing the bound fur to wail in pleasure.

"That's us. Mind if we come inside?" The hyena gave a toothy grin as if he wasn't giving a torturous handjob to some poor man.

"O-of course!" Micah stepped aside to allow them entry, then quickly shut the garage door before a neighbour saw them.

Dr. Keres was quick to begin inspecting the room; judging the mess of tool, oil and parts that had gradually built up over the past three months. The hyena was much more social.

"Nice to meet you, Micah." He held out a hand that was slightly wet with lube. "You can call me Tino."

Not wanting to be rude and hurt his chances, Micah shook it and then discreetly wiped it off on his lab coat when Dr. Clover looked away. As much as he wanted to not be rude, he just couldn't take his eyes off of the Milking Man that they had brought. Each time they made a sound Micah would anxiously look over only for his eyes to settle on the throbbing dick.

"Ah! Yes!" Dr. Clover said, having caught Micah's gaze. "This is one of the Milking Men, though you must know that already. He'll be the guinea pig for your invention today."

"Oh-I! I didn't realize we were going to be using it on someone so soon-"

"Is it not ready for a live subject?" Dr. Keres cut in, already making notes on his data pad.

"No-I mean yes! Yes, I guess it's ready for a... person."

"Then what's the problem?" The cat's voice was sharp, his words quick and to the point.

"Nothin-"

"Perfect. So where is it?"

"Oh, it's just behind that curtain!" Micah unnecessarily pointed over to the giant, white curtain separating the room in two. "I wanted to do a sort of grand reveal."

"That won't be necessary." Dr. Keres said with a slight snort to his voice.

"But it would be fun!" The hyena interjected. "Why don't you get the Horse rigged up, then yank it down when you're ready?"

The two Facility staff members shot each other a look which betrayed that contradicting each other was a common occurrence for them. With the hyena being the higher rank, Dr. Keres had no choice but to defer to his wishes.

"Oh-uh sure! I'll need to take him out of the uhm... stuff though."

"I'll do that for you, one moment please."

Immediately, the hyena set about releasing the Milking Man from his bondage. A single key fit all of the padlocks. With that done, Tino un-did the straps and placed them in an equipment bag. Next to be removed were the complicated harness and the cock ring. That left the man in a crotchless latex suit and the hood, yet despite being free from the bondage he remained perfectly still.

The hyena started with the gloves, revealing hands covered in white fur. Next to follow were the hooves, now Micah could glimpse black stripes in the pattern of the Milking Man's fur. His suspicions that this man was a white tiger were confirmed when the hood came off, revealing a young looking feline with a ring gag in his mouth. Micah tried not to stare as the latex cat suit came off, he but lost his focus and shot a glance when he heard the feline moaning as it brushed against his cock coming off. He was quite the muscular stud underneath.

"All done." Tino said with a wink, spinning the gag around his finger. "If he gives you any trouble, give us a yell and I'll put him in his place."

"W-will do!"

Tino guided the white tiger over to Micah, who took him by the wrist. Before the African Wild Dog could lead him away, Tino grabbed the man's dick and gave it a squeeze as he ordered:

"Behave."

Judging by the look of slight fear in the feline's eyes, he was definitely going to behave.

Micah led the big cat behind the white sheet. All that was behind it were two ankle straps bolted to the floor and a metal ring with a leash attached. The floor and walls had been replaced with padded, white cushioned tiles. Unsurprisingly, the Milking Man looked confused.

"You'll see!" Micah grinned.

He brought the Milking Man to his knees and locked the straps around his ankles to immobilize his legs. They only just fit, so Micah made a mental note to perhaps add bigger restraints on the real thing. He had at least made it so that one was further back, giving them a view of the man's cock whilst it was in action. Next, he slipped a chest harness over the white tiger and clipped the leash in the floor to the front ring of it. Then he attached cuffs to the wrists and had the Milking Man stretch his arms back. These were then linked to hooks in the wall that kept his arms in this position. The final addition was a collar connected to hook directly ahead and also to a strap around his tail to keep his tailhole exposed.

With this done, Micah stepped back to admire his work before hurrying back around to his guests. The two of them had set up fold-up chairs a few steps back from the sheet. Tino was on his phone whilst Dr. Keres had been timing Micah on his watch.

"That didn't take as long as I anticipated." The feline said. That sounded like a good thing, but with this man Micah couldn't be sure. "Show us the invention then."

"Of course!"

Micah moved over to the end of the sheet. He had to stand on a table to reach the top of it.

"Without further delays!" He announced, one hand slipping into his pocket. "I give you, The Funishment Machine!"

The African Wild Dog tore down the sheet revealing the Milking Man in his bondage set-up. Beyond that, there was no invention in sight. It was no surprise that the reaction from Dr. Keres was less than positive.

"Is this some kind of joke?" He half-hissed.

"Nope! I was just uh... I thought I had the control pad in my pocket."

Micah fumbled around with the pockets of his coat, pulling out pen caps, small bolts and other random crap that had accumulated in the depths over the past few months. He eventually spotted it, a small device barely bigger than the palm of the average hand, under some pizza boxes on a bench. Whisking it out from underneath, almost collapsing the tower of cardboard, Micah held it up for a moment before pressing the power button. A robotic voice declared:

'FUNISHMENT MACHINE ENGAGED'

After a second, it continued with:

'SUBJECT DETECTED, COLLECTING BIOMETRICS.'

Dr. Clover & Dr. Keres watched with awe; they couldn't see any scanners or other data collection methods, but after a moments it announced that it had finished.

"Is all of this, correct?" Micah asked, showing them the pad.

In the background, the machine announced it was 'RECALIBRATING POSITIONING.'

The screen showed data on the subject's weight, height, eye colour, resting heart rate and more... After checking it against his records, Dr. Keres nodded, but didn't seem impressed.

"So, you've built a biological analysis machine, that isn't what we are here for though is it?"

The subject twitched nervously in his restrains, Micah was feeling the tension too. Nevertheless, the African Wild Dog opened the preparation tab and clicked on a couple more things.

'SEMINAL COLLECTOR WARMING UP."

'ANAL PREPARER WARMING UP'

'GENITAL STIMULATOR WARMING UP'

'ANAL PENETRATOR WARMING UP'

'ORAL PENETRATOR WARMING UP'

"Anything else you want me to use?" Micah asked, then once again turned the pad towards them.

The screen was a series of squares with a symbol in the centre of each one, those that were highlighted matched up with what had been announced. The butt symbol made Tino snicker a little.

A few buttons were not yet highlighted: a lightning bolt symbol, a fleshlight, a ping pong paddle. It appeared that most of the budget allocated to Micah had gone towards sex toys.

"This will do. But I must remind you that we, the facility, do not endorse the use of machines such as this. The lack of connection with a Milker reduces quality as does the constant stimulation-"

"Yes, yes, I know!" Micah half-barked. "I've heard it already! This machine is designed to automatically swap things out once the Milking Man grows bored, thus reducing loss of quality. You can also operate it manually to still have some connection and what's more I've made it as power efficient as possible! All of the flaws with standard automated milking have been dealt with, and I've done my best to make it fun! So, before you rattle on with that, can't I show you it in action?"

The sphinx cat was unbelievably furious. He glared down Micah in such a way that for a moment he was worried the feline might pop a vein or start steaming like a kettle. Perhaps Micah had grown a little too confident with his over-rehearsed pitch.

"What my associate wanted to say is, we would be happy to see it in action." Dr. Clover once again cut in. "And he recommends you don't cut him off again else he'll... Use your imagination."

Micah gave a stifled, awkward laugh as he spoke.

"I-uh-I see. Well, uh, let me show you what it does!"

He was quick to press the glowing 'confirm button.'

"'ANAL PREPARER ENGAGED."

Just like that, one of the panels in the floor behind the Milking Man lurched down into the floor and then slid out of view below an adjacent panel. From the shadowy depths, a mechanical arm rose up. Keres and Clover could identify a few of the mechanisms; a weak piston and a transportation tube for some liquid. At the end of it sat a piece of silicone that was fashioned to take the shape of two fingers. It took a moment to line up and as it did, an arm with a claw holding a hamster's water bottle full of lube descended from the ceiling.

"Sorry I uhh, couldn't find anything better."

When both lined up, the claw began to gently squeeze out a healthy dose of lube which trickled like syrup over the white tiger's tailhole. He shivered at the feeling then moaned a moan that sustained and grew into a purr one as those silicone fingers pushed forwards. Being classified as a Horse meant that anal was somewhat familiar to him, and so the size was no challenge. It slipped inside with ease, catching lube as it did. The machine pumped the fingers back and forth, suddenly stopping if it felt too much resistance. They could also rotate to spread the lube around and would do this at random intervals. It was somewhat boring to watch, but the Doctors weren't expecting much with it being the preparer.

The anal preparer eventually withdrew, both arms returning to the holes from which they came. Micah was tapping at buttons already.

"GENITAL STIMULATOR ENGAGED. ANAL PENETRATOR ENGAGED. SEMINAL COLLECTOR ON STANDBY"

Again, panels receded. One was underneath the white tiger's crotch, and the other was the same panel that had just contained the preparer. From the latter one came a humanoid looking dildo, average in size, on an arm that lined up then straightened out for the perfect penetration angle. The one underneath went straight up. At the end of it was the tip of what looked like a magic wand vibrator. This was confirmed when the device began to vibrate lightly.

It gently pressed itself against the base of his cock, nestled between his shaft and balls, to elicit a pleasured moan from the tiger. His body trembled slightly, and it was clear that he wanted to reach down and jerk off. The inability to do so must have been agonizing.

Synchronized with the vibrator, the dildo pressed forwards. He gasped when it penetrated his rim without slowing for even a moment. It suddenly stopped without Micah doing anything, despite the fact it hadn't gone as deep as possible. It then began to withdraw as if it were trying to imitate actual sex. This happened a few times, getting deeper with each slow, thrust.

"Curious, but he doesn't need the warmup. This is supposed to be a punishment."

"Can you turn it up? Make it more intense for him." Tino asked, once again bringing clarity to Dr. Keres wishes.

Micah obeyed and set the speed of the dildo higher with the thrust at max. Now the dildo was hilting each time, but at a more reasonable pace. It was still a smooth, almost kind, fuck and one that the white tiger was clearly relaxing into like a cat in a laundry basket.

"If it can purr, it's not a punishment. Higher." Came Dr. Keres' demand.

"Higher, please."

Again, the African Wild Dog listened and set the dildo to the next level. This time the thrusts were noticeably faster, with barely a second between them. Still, Dr. Keres wasn't satisfied.

"Oh give me that!" He snapped, launching from his chair and snatching the pad from Micah.

The screen consisted of two sliders that vaguely resembled volume mixers as well as a button to go back to the control panel. He immediately bumped both to the very top causing the motors to roar with a fierce intensity. A moment later, the white tiger was howling with pleasure that could just barely be heard after the raucous of machinery.

Both the magic wand and the dildo were at the highest intensity. They could see the tiger's cock and balls shaking so much that precum was being slung from the tip in every direction. The dildo was blindingly fast, so much so that it was nearly impossible to keep up with. It wasn't even withdrawing all the way before slamming back to the deepest point it could go. Each thrust caused the white tiger to lurch forwards as his ass cheeks and thighs shook from the intensity. His groans were long, drawn out and the next would start just moments after the last ended.

It was a delightful sight, but Dr. Keres was soon distracted when the tablet automatically brought him back to the control panel with a flashing red light. It read:

"ORGASM APPROACHING, SUBOPTIMAL LOAD WILL BE COLLECTED. RECOMMENDED ACTIONS:"

Below that were three options: 'Edging mode', 'Anal brutality mode' and 'Lower intensity.' Of course he clicked anal brutality.

"ANAL BRUTALITY MODE ENGAGED."

"Oh boy." Micah mumbled, as the other two began to watch more closely.

The magic wand withdrew, and the dildo immediately changed its pacing. It was slower, much slower, but the thrusts carried such a weight to them that the impacts made Micah shiver a little. Each one forced an intimidated squeak out of the tiger. He couldn't decide if this was better than being forced to cum so early. His cock was enjoying it at the very least; every thrust had it slinging a much bigger strand of precum across the tiles below him.

Dr. Keres was about to question the brutality of it when the machine automatically switched it up once again. Now it would pump and thrust in short bursts at an intense speead, then would suddenly stop and push as deep as it could go. The toy would twist and continue assaulting the tiger's hole as it attempted to go deeper, causing his whole body to go tense as his second rim put up a fight. Then without warning the machine would withdraw and choose a new technique.

Sometimes it would angle itself to deliver a series of short strokes that only stimulated the prostate and other times it would dip in and out of the rim just to be a tease.

"What would have happened if I'd chosen the edging mode?" Keres asked.

"Oh, it would have continued at that intensity, but stopped and fully withdrawn everything just before the orgasm."

"Fascinating!" Now he sounded genuinely intrigued. "How does it know?"

"The biometrics data! Sensors in the restraints and a few hidden cameras can detect everything from heart rate to the size of his balls. It puts it together and produces an estimate, then adds a safety margin just to be sure."

"This is quite the tool you've made, but nothing a seasoned milker couldn't do himself."

Almost as if to prove him wrong, the data pad brought up a new alert of a battery full of white bars.

"What's this? Is this thing out of power already?"

"Oh no! That's it's estimation of when he'll be ready for the optimal orgasm. The higher it goes, the better it will be. I guess he must like this mode."

"Good. Let's sit a while and watch, then you can show me how this thing does the hard part."

The pad was returned to Micah's possession. He set a chair up for himself next to Tino, not wanting to be too close to the sphinx. They all watched as the machine did the work for them; swapping between techniques like an expert each time it detected the white tiger might be bored. Dr. Clover was quite obviously stroking his dick with the palm of his hand whilst Dr. Keres was clearly aroused, but stoically looking ahead in an attempt to hide it. Micah was much too nervous to think about anything sexual at the moment.

Eventually, the pad pinged him; the battery showed as being full and so he began the next stage.

"COLLECTION MODE ENGAGED. SEMINAL COLLECTOR ENGAGED."

There was a look that mixed relief with disappointment on the white tiger's face, he really was enjoying having his ass worked so thoroughly.

A panel in front of the subject's cock opened and from it came what looked like a glass fleshlight attached to the arm of a robot. There was a tube at the top of it for the cum to presumably slide down. The inside was cushioned on the top and bottom, but not the sides so that they could see his cock sliding in to fit perfectly inside. The seal at the base, also cushioned, tightened to ensure that no product would escape.

Without fanfare, the dildo machine began to return to a slower rate that was clearly more pleasurable for the feline as he began to tilt his head back as much as he could. It was then they noticed that the milking apparatus was moving ever so slightly, delivering a subtle handjob that was driving the big cat wild. The devices' speed only needed to grow for about 20 seconds before he was panting, and 10 more before he was panting and grunting as he shot his seed into the soft confines of the milking device.

His cock visibly pulsed and twitched inside of the confines, the cumshots splattering against the plastic. The machine angled itself so the pool of cum that was beginning to build ran down into the pipe which, assisted by a weak vacuum of some kind, pulled his seed down out of sight. Even though his orgasm had begun, the dildo didn't let up. It continued to thrust, albeit at a much slower rate, causing the feline to moan and whine as it stroked his prostate with no sign of relenting.

The white tiger's orgasm lasted a good few minutes; much longer than it normally did. It was so excessive that Tino lost count of how many times the feline's powerful seed shot against the plastic. It eventually petered out, now just oozing out into the collector as the dildo slowed down to a halt.

When the machine detected that no further 'produce' was available, the dildo and the collector both retreated below the tiles to be cleaned. Dr. Keres was about to make a comment when the control pad chimed again.

"Oh, uh, it wants to know if the milking will continue? So that it knows if it should put a cock ring on him or not." Micah explained.

"Well, I should hope that you have more features to demonstrate. The milking will continue."

With a tap of a button, the machine brought out the cock ring pinched between two claws. It lined up, stretched the rubber of it and moved forwards to slip it over the feline's cock. The cock ring ended up at the base of his crotch, the band tucked beneath his balls to keep his manhood hard. He wasn't as rock hard as he'd been during the milking, but there was still enough to play with.

"It can also deploy butt plugs and clean him up! I was considering getting it to install chastity cages, but that was a little tricky."

"Well, if the rest of the machine is as good as what we've seen so far you'll have plenty of time and funds to find a way to do it!" Tino said confidently, causing Micah's face to light up with a beaming smile.

Dr. Keres was there to curb the African Wild Dog's expectations.

"Let's not get too far ahead though. What else can this thing do?"

Micah began to list off the different configurations he'd installed so far. It could be programmed to collect a certain amount and then ping the Milker to come release the subject. Alternatively, it could keep going until the Milking Man had nothing left to give. These settings would edge the subject until the quality and quantity were at their highest; such requirements could be turned off entirely which would cause it to attempt to make the subject cum again and again with no break.

They sounded tempting and Dr. Keres would certainly test them out himself when he got the chance, but for now he wanted to see something a bit more unique. Micah had just the thing.

"Pick a dildo!" He said with glee, shoving the control pad into the hands of Tino who began to scroll through the options.

It was actually quite the impressive collection. There were the standards (a knotted, canine dildo; a flared and then an unflared horse cock; a tentacle and then finally a draconic looking one), but there were also more unique choices like a prick with feline barbs, one covered in bumps that didn't even look like a penis then finally a knotted and flared horse cock titled 'Hole breaker.' As tempting as that last one was, Tino did like a bit of irony.

"I'll go with the feline on."

"What about you, Dr. Keres?"

The feline took a moment to study it before selecting the unflared horse cock.

With those inputted, the machine announced:

'ANAL PENETRATOR ENGAGED

'ORAL PENETRATOR ENGAGED'

"Would you two like to control them?" Micah asked, placing the pad between them.

Smiling like a mad men, Tino's fingers were hovering over the pad in the blink of an eye. Dr. Keres was much better at hiding his excitement.

Same as before, the dildo machines came up from beneath the tiles with the feline cock at his ass and the equine dick looming in front of his face. As the toy at his ass was lubricated, he began run his tongue over the silicone of the bestial member before him as if he were begging Keres to go easy on him. He looked almost afraid at how big this thing was. That look suddenly turned to a pleasured gasp as the dildo at his ass slipped in without warning. In the split second his mouth was open, the equine cock crammed it's entire length inside. Both went balls deep in the blink of an eye.

The subject looked out across his nose and could see nothing of the dildo; just the metal frame of the machine that was using him as if it was desperate for an orgasm, or perhaps it just wanted his. He could feel it keeping his mouth wedged open, jaw stretched, and his throat filled. The toy was so thick that he had no choice but to breathe through his nose and even that barely provided enough oxygen.

As soon as it withdrew from his mouth he began gasping for air, spluttering over the sudden exit. Dr. Keres let it hang there, covered in spittle and dripping with it, before poking at the white tiger's mouth to tell him to open up again. Micah considered asking them if they wanted to lighten up on the guy, but then he spotted how his cock was jumping with each inch that slipped past his lips. It was bulging with lust, partially because of the cock ring, but mostly because of the arousal that came with knowing his handlers were behind the controls now. Once again, the African Wild Dog though to let them know about the automatic stroker, but judging by the way Dr. Keres hungrily eyed the dripping cock he imagined that the feline wanted an unobstructed view of the effects that his mechanical ministrations were having.

Tino was a little less rough with his controls. Whilst he did slam the dildo all the way in, he was slow and gentle with the pull-out. The barbs were painless since they weren't actual feline barbs, but did they did give the oddest of sensations. Each time Tino ran them along the white tiger's prostate, the subject's eyes would roll in his head.

The two Milkers clearly had years of experience working side by side. They soon fell into a rhythm in which one was pulling out just as the other one thrusted in to ensure that the tiger did not have a moment of rest. On occasion they would abandon all synchronicity and just pound away with their machines only to eventually return to a pace at which their sudden thrusts would arrive just a second after the other for that double pound. It was no surprise that Milking Man's second orgasm began to appear on the horizon.

It was caught by the machine, which began to automatically deploy the collector.

"Is there a way to have it, not deploy?" Dr. Keres asked with a suspicious curiosity in his voice.

"Oh yes, let me just..."

Micah took the tablet back from the two men for a moment as he did just that.

"SEMINAL COLLECTOR DISENGAGED"

As the collector went back below the tiles, Micah added:

"If you uh, like cum I can set it so you can make the dildo uh... cum." That was certainly a sentence he didn't bank on saying. "It's hooked up so that it can use the cum from earlier."

Dr. Keres eyes glinted with lust.

"By all means, please do!"

When he handed the pad back to the two milkers, there was now a button with a squirt emoji on either side. The two exchanged a brief glance of excitement before putting the machines to work pushing the white tiger to his limits.

The feline dildo was kind no longer and the horse cock somehow managed to be more brutal. Both moved at such a speed and with such force that the white tiger had no choice but to sit there and take the thorough pounding. His body tensed as those barbs did unspeakable things to his prostate and the horse cock practically scrubbed his throat. It was some luck that he came after just a few seconds of the barbaric treatment.

At the exact moment that cum began to shoot from the tip of the feline's cock, the two Milkers hit their cum buttons as well. Tino hilted the feline cock so that all of the ropes shot deep within the white tiger's ass, coaxing him to spray all of his load over the pristine tiles before him in almost cone shape as his cock jumped about from the backdoor intrusion.

Dr. Keres didn't dare slow down and continued to thrust and pull out with quickened pace. The cum was less shot and more thrown down his throat, splattered across the back of it and flung over his tongue only to be pushed down on the next thrust. The sphinx cat eventually showed mercy and caused the dildo to pull out; spraying the last of the reserved cum over the Milking Man's face to create a pearly white coating.

There was a minute of silence as the Milkers surveyed the aftermath. Eventually the feline dildo pulled out bringing a flood of cum with it that splattered over the tiles, breaking the silence.

"So uhh... What did you think?"

"Incredible!" Tino blurted out, only to be interrupted by Keres who had regained his composure.

"And you'll be adding more features if we hire you, I assume?"

He didn't look at Micah, instead tapping away at the control pad causing the dildo machines to recede.

"Of course!"

"PENILE MASTURBATOR ENGAGED."

"Excellent."

There was more whirring as the dildo machine at his ass returned, this time bearing that flared and knotted horse cock. It immediately went to work as the fleshlight was brought up to the tiger's aching cock. He whined at the overstimulation, his body trembling as the horse cock split his ass wide. Despite his complaints, the white tiger knew that he was going to enjoy this.

"Micah, I do believe that you and your machine will make an excellent addition to the facility." Dr. Keres announced with a genuine smile.

Compliments were exchanged and a contract was signed whilst the three spent the next hour listening to the sounds of a proper funishment.