Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“That…that can’t be.” Mia shook her head, refusing to believe. “No, no, no—there must be another way!”
“Well…” Zellah leaned forward. “Between you and me, I’ve found that having an orgasm sometimes helps to make the milk flow on its own,” she murmured. “But you have to be sure you have something, you know, inserted into yourself.” She nodded at her lap again. “To fool your system into thinking that you’re being milked properly—while being bred.”
Mia felt a surge of anger go through her.
“I was told when I got here that the Nutrient Crème was necessary for a woman’s health! Something about how the artificial star that powers the Dome leaches away nutrients and the Crème replaces them!” she exclaimed. “Nobody said anything about it doing weird things to my body!”
Zellah shook her head sadly.
“That’s what they tell all the new recruits,” she said. “When really it’s just a way to get the woman to drink the Crème. It’s designed specifically to make your breasts fill with nectar or milk and to make your lower areas swollen and needy. That, in turn, makes you need to get milked and bred by your husband. And that means you get pregnant regularly, which supplies new babies for the PPP to raise and brainwash to continue their organization.”
“But…but this is horrible!” Mia exclaimed. “I don’t want to be milked or get bred or get…get pregnant!”
Though the idea of Sev doing all those things to her certainly sent a hot shiver down her spine. She realized that even while she had been sitting here, her pussy had started getting wet and hot and her nipples—which were still being squeezed by the Chastity Devices—were tingling with need as well.
Thinking of the Chastity Devices brought up a new question.
“I don’t see how I’m even leaking,” she remarked, pulling her arms away enough to look down at her, by now, extremely wet top. “I’m wearing these stupid plastic Chastity Devices—shouldn’t they stop the flow?”
“Oh, they’re porous—so they can let the milk or nectar out until your husband can help you,” Zellah explained. “But if you want to manage without him, you’d better hurry. I’ve heard some of the newer devices are also wired with self-reporting alarms that let the Elders know you’re in need of milking. They get the signal and contact your husband to let him know.”
“What?” Mia jumped up from the desk she’d been sitting at. There wasn’t a moment to lose! “I have to go,” she exclaimed, still clutching her chest, which was becoming wetter by the minute.
“You’d better hurry,” Zellah agreed. “I’m sorry you had to find out about the Nutrient Crème this way,” she added. “If only I had met you when you first came, I could have warned you not to drink any. I try to avoid it myself now that I know, but it’s hard—they formulated it to be instantly addictive.” She shook her head. “One drink and you’re hooked.”
Mia felt a fresh surge of outrage go through her—the bastards here at the PPP just wanted to further their agenda and get new babies to raise in their horrible cult and they didn’t give a damn who they hurt to get the job done!
But her outrage was followed by another rush of panic. She had to get out of here and try to take care of herself before Sev was contacted by the Elders! She had just told him in no uncertain terms that they were never going to do anything sexual together again and he had agreed. There was no way she was going to break that agreement less than a day after they had made it!
“You’d better go before Brother Beemux shows up again, wanting to know what’s going on,” Zellah told her. “We can talk again later if you want—after you get your situation worked out. You’d better leave out the back door,” she added. “If anyone sees you and finds out who you are, they’ll report to the Elders, who will call your husband for sure.”
“Okay…thank you.” Mia nodded distractedly. “Where’s the back door?”
“Come on—I’ll show you.”
Zellah turned off the desk showing the lighted 3-D image of the Dome, which caused the holo to disappear, and rose to join Mia. She led the way through another quiet section of the library to a small wooden door on the back wall.
“Good luck,” she whispered, as she opened it quietly and ushered Mia outside. “Remember—self pleasure is what helps express the nectar the most—anything that causes your lower parts to contract and squeeze around whatever you can find to, you know, use down there.”
“Thank you—thank you for everything.” Mia nodded.
“And don’t run—you’ll just draw attention to yourself,” Zellah advised. “Walk quickly and keep your head down. If anyone asks, say you left something in the food heater and you have to get back before it burns. You still have…” She looked at a chronometer on the wall. “A few hours before the menfolk get home from their work detail. So if the Chastity Devices you’re wearing are the old kind, you should have time to get things worked out on your own.”