Minotaur Mano (3)
"Squeeze it♡ My nipple...♡ My nipple's so full of milk from being in heat, squeeze it hard♡"
In reverse cowgirl, with Mano sitting on top of me facing away, I slammed my cock into her pussy while pinching her nipples just like she wanted.
And every time I did, milk squirted out from her nipples.
Squirt♡ Squiiirt♡
"Hngh♡ Milkk♡ Feels so gooood when it comes out♡ Feels amaaazing getting milked while you thrust deeep♡ deeep♡ with your cock♡"
I bounced my hips up while squeezing her tits like that.
"Oh♡ Oooh♡ Too faaast...♡ Ooooh♡ Hngoooh♡"
Splurt♡ Splurt♡ Splurt♡ Splurt♡
My cock pistoning rapidly into Mano's pussy started signaling that it was getting thirsty for cum.
And amid all that, her pussy clenched down hard, squeezing me tight.
Guess Mano came too.
Third time for her.
I'd held out through her three orgasms, so yeah, I'd lasted pretty damn well this round.
"Gonna cum soon?"
At my words, her pussy clamped down on my cock even harder.
"Aaaahn♡ Cum in meee♡ Fill up this slutty heifer's heat-swollen milky pussy♡ with your thick♡ hot cum♡"
Excited or maybe just her heat talking, Mano spewed filthy talk nonstop, begging for my load.
Decided to give her exactly what she wanted.
"Ooooh♡"
I thrust up to the hilt, burying my cock in her pussy, and it started unloading cum.
Spluuurt...♡ Spluuuurt...♡
My cock throbbed wildly, pumping her pussy full of semen. I could feel her pussy sucking it all down.
Smooch, smoooch♡
Compared to the other non-humans' pussies that squeezed like they were trying to wring me dry by force, cumming in Mano's was straight-up blissful—she wrapped around me soft and gentle, milking every drop.
Not that the others were bad.
They all felt fucking great.
Just each with their own pros and cons.
Mano's advantage? You could cum for a good long time.
Anyway, while my cock was still spurting, I ground it against her pussy walls and kept pinching her nipples.
More milk jetted out from the ones that hadn't emptied yet.
Squirt♡ Squiiirt♡
But the flow was tapering off, so I figured she'd been pretty much drained.
Might as well finish the job, I thought, kneading her nipples harder—then Mano spoke up.
"Nooo...♡ Don't milk me anymore...♡"
Her mouth said stop, but her pussy was sucking at my cock like keep going.
What the hell do you do in a case like this?
Dispensers had to follow the customer's requests.
But when their mouth said no while their pussy begged yes by clenching nonstop, what then?
...Fuck it, I could do what I wanted just this once.
"Just a bit more and it'll be done. Gotta do it anyway, so might as well finish."
"Nooo, I said nooo...♡"
She kept insisting, which made me hesitate a little, but I'd already committed.
So I just gripped her nipples tight.
"Hiiiing♡"
I squeezed hard while cumming and tugged them lightly—milk gushed out in a long stream.
"I said nooo...♡ Hnngh♡ Don't do thaaat...♡ You'll get me hooked on cumming while you milk meee...♡"
So that was her reason for saying no.
Her nipples weren't giving much anymore, so I switched to kneading her whole tits to wring out the rest.
Dribble, driiibble♡
Squeezing her breasts made the last of it trickle out instead of spraying, and her pussy clenched in time with each squeeze as I told her,
"But it feels good, right? So it's fine."
"Yeah...♡ But still... it's addictiiing...♡"
Yeah, she admitted it in the end. Good enough.
About then, my orgasm tapered off too, just like her milking session.
Come to think of it, my loads had been getting bigger lately.
Level Drain's doing? Or something else?
Didn't matter—more cum was nothing but good for a dispenser.
I ground my cock against her pussy walls a few more times, squeezing out the last drops.
By the time I finished wringing her nipples dry during my orgasm, no more milk came out no matter how hard I squeezed.
My cock twitched inside her, fully spent.
Now it was really over.
I slowly stirred inside her to make sure all the cum stayed put, then pulled out.
"Haa♡ Hiiih...♡"
Her pussy clung to my cock, reluctant to let go.
I was used to it by now, so I grabbed her pussy lips and yanked my cock free.
Pop♡
"Ooh♡"
As I pulled out, my still rock-hard cock—fourth round and counting—slapped up against Mano's belly, reaching her navel where she straddled my thigh.
"Hah...♡ Incredible♡ Already the fourth time... and it's still...♡ haa♡ rock haaard...♡ Even minotaur guys can't do thiiis...♡"
Squish. She grabbed the tip, the head, and mumbled to herself.
I asked her,
"Want more?"
She flinched at my words and shook her head.
"Mmm... Hate to say it, but budget's already busted..."
Can't argue with budget overruns.
Milking course once, plus three creampies while squeezing her tits.
Way over two million won already. Even for someone earning well, that's steep.
Made me think dispensers might be making too much bank.
Non-humans had superhuman bodies, magic, special abilities—miles above humans on average. They raked in cash, sure, but blowing it like this every monthly heat? Even big earners would struggle.
Not my problem since I was getting paid, though.
Whatever. Wasn't my real worry anyway. Time to wrap up properly.
I asked Mano, who was still stroking my erect cock by hand,
"Shall I wash you up? Oh, this one's on the house, no worries."
"Ah... Yeah, if you could? My legs are jelly... can't even stand right now...♡"
"Sure thing."
I scooped her up princess-style.
She had some weight to her, but after draining all that milk, it was manageable.
Squish. She wrapped her arms around my neck and giggled,
"Hehe...♡ This pose makes me feel like a princess...♡"
"Right, princess. Even comes with a royal bather."
"True... Maybe I am♡"
We bantered lightly as I stood up.
Still...
Looking at the room turned into a milky disaster zone, I thought.
Day rooms included cleaning fees, so I didn't have to tidy up, but this mess? Felt wrong leaving it.
Conscience wouldn't let me.
"Gotta wash every nook and cranny♡"
"Leave it to me."
Whatever, I'd handle that later.
I carried Mano—rubbing her horns on my chest—off to the shower.
After showering her off and getting paid smoothly, I gave the room a quick cleanup and stopped by the nearby mart for dinner sides.
What to get? Beer was non-negotiable first.
With Lilith chugging it like water at home. And some snacks to go with...
That's when I spotted familiar pink hair.
"Chewy, tasty dumplings~! Grab some on your way~!"
Pink hair, curved horns poking out the sides.
Looked like a cocky little slut ready to party, but she had a proper apron on. A satyros.
Sati. I headed straight for her.
"Try a dumpling sample~! Super chewy and delicious~!"
She didn't notice me coming, still hawking away. I said,
"Gimme one dumpling."
"Ah! Sure, here... W-wait, bro?"
"Dumpling. Now."
"R-right... Here...!"
The dumpling she handed over was fresh off the grill, steam rising.
I dipped it in soy sauce and popped it in my mouth.
Damn, good.
Maybe grab these for sides?
"How's the job going?"
Our first meeting was... fuck, a total shitshow. But somehow she ended up bound to me. Sati started part-timing at this mart's sampling station recently.
Couldn't get real work 'cause she was a satyros, ended up wandering and whoring out. Felt bad for her sob story—not enough to pull strings, though.
Lilith maybe, but not me. If I had that kinda pull, I wouldn't be a dispenser.
All I did was go to her interview with her.
Like a guarantor, sorta.
I was her master, after all.
Anyway, at the interview, when the halfling manager tried rejecting her for being a satyros, she pulled off the killer move I taught her: the dogeza.
Was hilarious watching the little guy freak, trying to lift her up with his stubby arms.
Struggling, then flopping down from lack of strength. Had to fight not to burst out laughing.
Thanks to that, she landed the sampling gig. Looked like she was working hard now.
Still dressed skimpy as fuck, though.
Pink hair too.
Couldn't help the hair, and she said that was all the clothes she had left—no way I was buying her new ones just to complain.
Anyway, at my check-in, Sati replied,
"Mm, first job like this, kinda tough. But the aunties help out, so it's doable... H-how 'bout you, bro...?"
"Living the fucking dream."
No idea her monthly take-home, but sampling gig? Not much. Still, after Mano's milking plus creampies—and stripping that collector bare with some killer porn—I'd just banked that much easy. Yeah, fucking great.
"Good to hear... Ah, gonna burn."
She flipped the dumplings.
Her form looked pro now—yeah, she was putting in real effort.
I told her,
"Gimme three packs. Tried one—tasty shit."
"O-okay...! What flavors?"
Flavors?
Veggie, kimchi, meat.
"One of each."
"Got it."
Went straight?
Or what even was "straight" anyway.
I wasn't the type to judge or measure anyone. Not qualified for right and wrong.
Especially not in this world.
People came from worlds burning in eternal war.
From dying worlds, survivors scraping by.
Fighters from hellscapes where living was endless battle.
What right did I have to say shit to them?
Say I learned someone killed in their old world, unavoidable or not.
"You killed? You're a bad guy."
Could I even say that to their face?
I knew my place better than anyone.
I wasn't fit to judge.
But still.
Still, I couldn't keep hating Sati for trying to live right, not hurting anyone.
No matter the world, hating someone hustling hard felt too much.
This wasn't judging—it was my internal shit to sort.
She was a total bitch for what she did.
But we'd called it even. No more dwelling.
"Here, bro."
"Thanks. Keep at it."
"Y-yeah...!"
Dumplings alone for sides? Meh.
Wandering for more, Sati called out.
"Um... bro."
"Yeah?"
I turned. She fidgeted with her fingers.
"I-I'm... really sorry. About back then..."
"Forget it. Why apologize again? Water under the bridge."
"No, I still feel like I should... And, um."
And what.
Why the hell the pause?
Staring at her, she looked down and mumbled,
"...Thanks for coming to the interview, and teaching me how to ask politely..."
Half of that was me trolling.
Didn't think she'd actually do it.
Seeing her dead serious, I held back the jab.
"S-so... c-could I... maybe... come to you later...?"
Come to me?
"The fuck you mean, come to me. Scram."
This bitch trying to leech now?
Clearly hadn't learned her lesson.
"N-no, not like that... You're a disp... y'know?"
Dispenser jobs were secret to humans, but non-humans in the know knew. A few eyed my Body Checker bracelet.
That one's a client from before.
She noticed me spotting her, smiled, and waved—a werebeast sheep lady.
Nodded back casually.
That sheep pussy was insane...
Not the time to reminisce.
Sati glanced around, confirmed no one close, fidgeted more.
"So... could I... use you too...?"
So.
She wanted to buy me?
"I'm your master, bitch."
"Yeah, but..."
Half-assed, with some fluke help, I'd won the satyros sex battle judging superior male/female. Made me her master.
Didn't come with much.
Just made her listen a bit more?
Satyros were promiscuous as fuck by nature—no strong master-slave bind.
They'd jump ship for a better fuck anytime. Shitty contract.
Still, I was her master now.
Me eating all her sample dumplings solo? She'd pout but say nothing.
That aside.
Her buying me...
"No."
Cut it off clean. She looked up, then nodded.
"Yeah... Figures. Sorry... bro. Shouldn't have said it..."
Shoulders slumped, all dejected.
I told her,
"Nah, not that, you slut."
"Huh...?"
"You still owe me money, dumbass? From last time... Haven't seen a single won."
Poke. I jabbed her forehead with my finger.
"Buy me? Pay your debts first, you broke bitch."
I had plenty owed from her alone.
One was on me, fine—but four extras? Even lowballing, million won minimum.
Just the creampies, plus all the shit to peel her off me? Double that for fair.
But nah?
Owe me and wanna buy me?
Fuck no.
"You mean...?"
"Pay up first. Then yeah, pay and you're a customer. I don't discriminate."
Her face lit up bright.
Flick. Her ears perked.
"Yeah! I'll work hard... pay you off...! Next paycheck, promise...!"
"Take your time. Don't starve yourself rushing it."
She'd bitch if she starved.
She blushed at my words.
"G-got it... But I'll pay quick... bro!"
"Yeah, yeah."
I walked off to finish shopping.
Still.
Seeing her hustle? Kinda nice.
That was my thought.