Trapped in the Playroom: Our Milk-Soaked Captivity Begins
'Mooo!'
The Adelheit family villa. They called it a villa, but it was straight-up a castle. A massive fortress towering in the middle of a snowy wasteland. Not a soul around. The perfect spot to freeze your ass off if you tried to run.
"How's this? Our love nest for the whole break."
Luna spread her arms wide after stepping out of the limo. She was bundled in a thick fur coat. Of course, underneath? Not a stitch on her naked body.
She cast a warming spell so it wouldn't be cold! she'd said, stripping off her undies in the car.
"Whoa..."
Ha-yoon gasped in awe, looking around. She was already in full pack-mule mode, lugging Luna's suitcases—stuffed with diapers and toys—in both hands. I held her leash.
"Let's head in. It's freezing. I wanna soak in some hot water ASAP."
"Is there a bath?"
"Duh! Natural hot springs! And even better stuff."
Luna hooked her arm through mine and led us into the castle. Flashy interiors. Antique wooden furniture straight out of a history book. We passed jaw-dropping rooms until she guided us to...
"Here?"
The basement. No way she was planning to lock me up, right? Even Luna wouldn't... Ah, fuck, my anxiety was spiking.
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The basement iron door creaked open, revealing a bizarre space.
"What the hell is all this?"
My jaw wouldn't shut. An underground room the size of a gym. Floor and walls covered in thick, squishy cushions. Dead center: a monstrous bed that looked like five king-size mashed together. A mobile dangled from the ceiling, and in the corner stood a human-sized cage and cat tower. But the crown jewel? A display case filling one entire wall. Whips, handcuffs, restraints, dildos, tail plugs. Like they'd robbed a whole sex shop.
"My 'playroom.'"
"Playroom? This is a torture chamber."
"Aw, don't be like that. Call it the 'nursery' then."
Luna tossed her coat aside, baring her snowy-white nude body. She hopped and flopped onto the cushy floor.
"You can roll around without hurting yourself. Scream all you want—no one hears. Perfect, right?"
She rolled on the floor, spreading her legs wide in an M-shape.
"Let's not leave this place the whole break. Eat, sleep, shit, fuck."
"......"
"Servants'll leave food outside the door. We just roll around and 'play.'"
Play? This was straight-up livestock breeding.
"Number Two. Get ready."
Luna beckoned.
"Yes! Master!"
Ha-yoon stripped like she'd been waiting for it. Her eyes were already spinning, drunk on the vibe.
"Can I go in there?"
She pointed to the corner cage. Big enough for a large dog.
"I wanna sleep there."
"Hmm... Fine. Permission granted."
Luna nodded magnanimously, and Ha-yoon whooped in joy. She crawled in, shut the door herself, then stuck her hand through the bars to grab my pant leg.
"Hehe. So comfy. Perfect fit."
These two were certifiably insane.
"Now it's your turn, Si-hun."
Luna crawled toward me seductively. On all fours. Tits swaying.
"Strip. No clothes allowed here."
"It's cold."
"I'm your heater."
Luna hugged my waist, fingers on my belt buckle.
"And if it's not warm enough? We'll just keep moving till we heat up."
Her hand slipped into my underwear. Familiar touch. But the unfamiliar place amped the thrill.
"Lemme tell you the vacation schedule."
She licked my earlobe and whispered.
"Morning: wake-up sex. Lunch: ovulation massage. Dinner: pregnancy prayer creampie party."
What, some fertility cult ritual?
"That's all-day fucking."
"Yup. I'll milk you dry till you drop."
Luna pulled out my cock and popped it in her mouth.
"Hey there, baby daddy?"
She smirked at how hard it already was.
"Ready? Once you're locked in here, no leaving till you plant your seed in my womb."
Clank. The door locked from outside.
"Class is in session."
Luna shoved me onto the cushions and mounted me.
"Vacation homework: impregnate Luna. Got it?"
The price for straight A's was gonna be brutal. But her face as she started grinding her hips—pure bliss. I gave up resisting and wrapped my arms around her waist.
"Yes, Professor."
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[Underground Confinement: Day 3]
Time had evaporated. I never thought she'd actually lock us up. Thought it was a joke. But nope—real deal.
No windows. Riot of cushions in every color. Mood lighting like a brothel. Only my gut clock and Luna's 'heat cycle' to track days.
"Mmm... slurp..."
A noise from the cage. Ha-yoon. Curled up like a big dog, drooling in her sleep, tongue working overtime on dream-licking. Wouldn't leave even if I opened the door now. Her personal heaven.
"Master."
A whine from my side. Luna. Using my arm as a pillow, legs locked around my waist.
"Wake me up."
"You're already awake."
"Nuh-uh. Kiss awake. Tongue in."
Luna puckered up with sleepy eyes. Her naked body reeked of thick night-bloom pheromones. Days of nonstop fucking did that.
"Your mouth smells. Haven't brushed."
"That's the good part. That stale scent."
Luna yanked my head in. No choice—I kissed her. Tongues tangled, her hips bucked.
"Haa... ♡ Morning wood already? ♡"
Her hand dove under the covers.
"Weird if it wasn't. Waking up to a horny bitch like you naked and glued to me."
"Hehe. Love your honesty. ♡"
Luna climbed atop my chest. Splat. Heavy tits smothered my face.
"Whatcha wanna do today? Yesterday was 'fuck all day.'"
"Study. Next semester's got tons of required credits."
"This is study hall. Sex ed lab."
"Sex ed isn't required."
"Wanna make it? Department head powers."
"Gonna end up in congressional hearings?"
Ignoring my protest, Luna twirled my nipple.
"Hey, Si-hun."
"Yeah."
"My tits feel weird."
"Bruised?"
"Nah. They're all swollen."
Luna cupped her breasts. Yeah, maybe puffier than usual. Nipples darker too.
"Look. Milk's coming."
"Imaginary pregnancy to imaginary lactation now?"
"For real! They're tingling and heavy! Gotta be milk filling up!"
Luna insisted earnestly.
"We've been at it three days straight. Cum overflowed from my womb into my tits."
"Human anatomy doesn't work like that."
"Elf tits do! Anyway, they do!"
She shoved her rack in my face.
"Suck. Taste test."
"What if nothing comes out?"
"Keep sucking till it does. Like unclogging a kidney stone."
I'm losing it. She wants me as her personal milker.
"Number Two! Up!"
Luna yelled. Ha-yoon bolted upright in the cage.
"Yes! Awake! Mung!"
"Prep for morning. We're milking."
Luna's eyes gleamed.
"Lemme see... Supplies. Bottles and... breast pump."
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Moments later. Luna was on all fours, tits dangling toward the floor. The classic 'milk cow pose.' Ha-yoon stood by with a baby bottle, eyes sparkling.
"Master. Start."
"We gotta do this?"
"Yup. I'm a milk cow now. If master doesn't milk me, I'll get mastitis and die."
Luna wiggled her ass, mooing "Mooo!" White cheeks still stamped with that deep [Ona Hole] brand, stealing my gaze.
"Hurry. My tits are gonna burst."
"Haa."
I sighed and grabbed her breasts. A handful each—soft, warm heft. Rubbing the areola made her throw her head back.
"Haaah! ♡"
"Coming out?"
"Not yet...! Harder! Squeeze!"
Squish. Squelch. I tugged nipples, kneaded the whole mound like dough. Her moans deepened.
"Ow... Ah! ♡ Brain's melting! Cumming from my nipples!"
"Nothing's coming."
"Keep going! No—suck! Suck my udders!"
I latched on and sucked hard. Slurp—.
"Kyaaaaah—!!!! ♡♡"
Luna clawed the floor.
"It's coming! I feel it! White stuff!"
"That's my spit."
"No! Breast milk! My love essence!"
Stubborn as hell. Faster tongue, wilder hips—like I was milking pleasure, not milk.
"Number Two! Watch close? Number One's noble nursing scene?"
"Yesss... gulp! ♡"
Ha-yoon swallowed hard.
"Milk me too..."
"Tch! Know your place!"
Luna kicked backward without rising.
"Master's lips are nipple-exclusive. You..."
Panting, Luna pointed at my crotch.
"Milk master's lower milk."
"!!!!"
Ha-yoon lit up. She crawled between my legs on all fours.
"Thank you! Dig in!"
Top: Luna relentless. Bottom: Ha-yoon deepthroating.
"Slurp! Schlorp!"
"Lick! Smooch! Smack!"
Soul-threshing from both ends. Mind going blank.
"Haaa... Si-hun... Feels too good... ♡♡"
Luna hugged my head.
"We're... on a farm tour now..."
"What farm's like this..."
"Lewd farm. Seed-receptacle ranch. ♡"
Her womb ground against my belly.
"Suck harder... till my tits pop open..."
"Bottom too... master's milk's flooding... "
Ha-yoon mumbled, gulping precum.
"Go all out?"
Luna's eyes turned sly. She flipped, planting her pussy on my face. Classic 69.
"Milk here now. Pussy milk."
"......"
"Number Two. Push from behind."
"Huh?"
"Shove master's ass! Bury it deep!"
Like a damn construction site, coordinating chaos. This insane teamwork. I just wanted to pass out.
"Fine. Drain me till I'm a husk."
"Yup! Not a drop left!"
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[Underground Confinement: Day 4]
Day four for real. Still not letting me out. Thought maybe, but no. My stamina's shot, but these two witches' lust? Bottomless. Save me, please.
"Cumming! I'm cumm— Aaah...! ♡♡♡"
Splurt! White ropes arced through the air again. This break—will I survive? Even if I do, normal life afterward?
"Miss, meal's ready."
A voice from beyond the iron door. Our only lifeline to reality.
"Food's here."
Luna smacked her lips. Though her eyes were hungrier for 'dessert.'
"Eat first. Gotta recharge."
She swept back sweat-matted hair, smiling sultrily.
"Afternoon class: 'Tool Play.' We'll try everything on that wall. Get excited. ♡"
Her finger pointed to the sex toy display. Whips, cuffs, mystery machines. I squeezed my eyes shut.
Summer break had ages left.