Sabrina's Sperm Machine

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by Daniel Guy

Michelle slips off her cute black leather jacket and drops it onto the white leather sofa in Sabrina’s smart new apartment.   As she begins to cast her envious eyes around,  Sabrina stands at the entrance to her kitchen and asks,  ‘Would you like milk in your coffee?’ 
‘No thanks,’ says Michelle, ‘I’m off milk these days.’
‘How about a dash of sperm?’
‘What?’
Michelle looks aghast.  Sabrina smiles.
‘Yes. It’s very nice in a strong expresso.’
Michelle laughs.
‘You’re joking…’
‘Not at all!  You want to try it?  It’s also very good for the skin. I got bored trying to obtain decent sperm from the kind of men I usually hang out with, so in the end I bought a machine.  Makes life so much easier…’
‘Really?  A machine that serves up real sperm?’
‘Yes,’ says Sabrina.
’Impossible!’
‘You want to see it? ’Come with me. I’ll show you.’
So Michelle follows Sabrina into the kitchen and there in the corner, next to the freezer stands her new sperm dispenser. 
It’s the size of a large drinks machine, only the sides are made of glass and inside there’s a young skinny naked male squeezed in upside down, resting on his shoulders. His skin is white and his parted legs are strapped above his head to the sides of the glass cube.  His hands are tied behind his back, which is curved enough to make his long erect cock hang down over his open mouth.  This is the only part of his face can that be seen, since he is wearing a shiny red mask.  At the top of the unit is a machine that hums softly, and from it a large red rubber dildo,  attached to a steel rod, is pumping constantly up and down, in and out of the man’s ass. 
Sabrina reaches in through a round opening in the glass and tickles the man’s balls. His cock, already stiff, begins to quiver.  His body too, begins to shake. We hear his faint muffled groans echoing around inside the glass tank.  Sabrina takes a small silver milk jug from the table beside the machine and holds it inside the cube, just below the long stiff cock and waits. Seconds later the cock quivers some more and then sperm begins to shoot out. It continues to spurt for quite a while.  When the little silver jug is full enough she takes it out,  and nonchalantly starts to pour a dash of the fresh semen to Michelle’s coffee. 

Michelle is very pleasantly astonished. She stares at the naked man inside the machine, strapped down, unable to move, being endlessly fucked.  She watches transfixed as the sperm continues to ooze out from his erection, into his gaping mouth. 

Sabrina give Michelle’s coffee a stir.  Michelle takes a sip, unable to take her eyes off the last reluctant dangling white globule of sperm.  
‘Well? What you you think?’ asks Sabrina.  Michelle takes another sip and says, 
‘I think he’s gorgeous.’
‘I mean the coffee!’
‘Oh. Very nice. I have to get one of these machines.’
‘I’ll send you the website.  They deliver next day.  But the machine doesn’t come with the manslave.  You have to provide them yourself.’
Michelle is disappointed. 
‘Oh.  So where do you get the manslave?’
‘That’s easy,’ says Sabrina. ‘You can pick them up anywhere.’

Daniel Guy


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