Did you have fun with Mistress Daphne in the leather and lace dungeon? That’s delightful to hear! Now it’s time for you to visit Goddess at the cum extraction facility and cum eating capture, located deep underground in the Enchantrix Femdom Dungeon. If you missed any train stops, head back to the train depot and Miss Constance and start from there.

Cum Extraction Femdom Dungeon – Cum Eating Capture

Rod was nervous entering the Cum Extraction Femdom Dungeon for the first time. He’d only heard of the place in whispers from other patrons who had dared to venture into its walls – and had gone to some of their themed events like the Monster’s Ball, and the enchanted forest and his curiosity, and desire to fulfill a long time fantasy of his, drove him to see for himself.  The hostess at the reception desk smiled warmly and took his information. “Welcome to the dungeon! Now before I can allow you to enter, you must fill out this consent form.” She handed Rod the papers, which he stared at blankly before looking up. “Uhhh consent? Do I have to sign this?? It’s just a dungeon after all.”

Her smile faded, and the hostess uncrossed her legs and stood up. She had jet black hair pulled into a tight bun, black frame glasses, and was wearing a leather bustier with metal buckles and a matching leather miniskirt and thigh high lace up boots. Rod felt fear for the first time, when after her standing up, she towered over him at 6 feet, 6 inches.  “This is not ‘just’ a dungeon, and I can have Brutus escort you out, if you can’t follow the simple rules and sign the fucking form.” she spat. “You sign it, your night at the dungeon begins and you have a great time. You don’t sign it, you can find your kicks elsewhere and stop taking up oxygen in my space. Are we clear?” The towering Mistress machine glared at him.

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Cum Eating Capture Consent Contract

She pushed the papers toward him, and pulled a dagger shaped pen with a red ink cartridge, from her bustier. “Hurry up, I have an appointment, and Brutus doesn’t take kindly to timewasters.”  Rod’s hand was shaking as the woman stood over him waiting. He took the pen, warm to the touch, and read over the papers.

I __________ hereby consent to any and all services provided by the dungeon, and acknowledge that anything that happens here is confidential and take full responsibility for any injuries or risks that may occur during my stay in the lower levels.

He printed and signed his name, turning the page to find yet another consent form.

I __________ confirm that I understand and consent to any and all services provided in the dungeon and are of sound mind and body to participate.

Following on as before, he printed and signed, and then turned to the last page.

I__________ understand and consent to the extraction of-

Rod’s eyes went wide when he read the next sentence and he felt flutters in his stomach. Cum extraction. He felt a tingling in his nether region, as he signed the last page hurriedly, not bothering to read the fine print at the bottom, and handing the papers back to the towering Dominatrix hostess.  The hostess snatched the papers from his hand, giving him a small paper cut as she did so. She smirked, and pointed to his finger. “Do take care not to hurt yourself before the Mistress sees you. We don’t have bandaids.”  After a brief shuffling and pressing of buttons, a large metal door to the right of him creaked open slowly. Rod turned his head and saw there was a dimly lit stairwell. “Down the steps, all the way to level G6, you’ll know where to go from there….”

The Descent Into The Cum Extraction Femdom Dungeon

Rod didn’t dare test the hostess with more questions for fear the mysterious Brutus would toss him out on his ass, or she would. He approached the door and entered the stairwell. Before he could take his first step, the door slammed shut loudly behind him making him jump.  As he descended, leaning over to look down the center of the stairwell, he noticed it was so dark he couldn’t see the bottom. So down he went, down one flight of steps, then another, and another.. and another. Several minutes passed and Rod realized he’d gone down several flights of steps and had yet to reach the bottom. He pressed on, suddenly realizing that when he left, he’d probably have to climb the same flight of steps to get out…

Losing track of time, Rod kept going, deeper and deeper into the stairwell, until he no longer could remember how long it had been since he left the reception desk. His mind began to wander, and then… He saw the glowing red light ahead, indicating he had reached the bottom finally.  Sure enough, he saw a plaque reading “G6” and a bright red door with a small barred window in the center. He reached for the door handle and noticed it was considerably warm, even though the air around him was much cooler. Pulling the door open, he heard the sound of air being sucked out of the stairwell, and then silence.

Entering another dimly lit hallway, he turned and behind him was nothing but a blank wall, and the door he’d just come through, no other visible indicators, he began walking forward in the darkness. He kept walking for a turn, until when turning back he could no longer see behind him, and when he turned back around, there was a faint blinking light in the distance.  Following the light, and picking up his pace, the light grew bigger, and then turned red, changing shape as he got closer. By the time he was close enough to make out where the light was coming from, he realized it was a red neon sign. Even closer and he could make out the words: “Fuck Off.”

House Of Cum Extraction And Cum Eating Capture

Directly below the neon sign, were two steps leading to another red door. When Rod was about three feet away from the door, it slid open, a woman standing in the doorway. The woman had long, light brown hair with highlights, and was wearing long red leather gloves, a matching red halter top, and a skin tight red leather miniskirt that only reached the top of her thighs. She had shiny red knee high boots on, and bent over to adjust a zipper on her boots, her hair falling into her face. Straightening up, she flipped her hair back, looking at Rod and smiled.

“Hi! Come on in did the receptionist give you a hard time?” she asked, sweetly.

Rod was so awestruck he almost forgot to speak, “ahhh… she made me sign some papers” he managed to blurt out. The brunette Domme laughed, “ah the consent forms.. VERY important. We take consent seriously here. Okay step inside please, watch that last step, and take off your shoes.”  Rod did as he was instructed, removing his shoes, now close enough to smell the faint floral perfume of the brunette, and the scent of leather. The room had what looked like a medical table, with straps and stirrups, and tubes hanging from hooks on the ceiling. Behind the table was a viewing window, a lab table with bottles, vials, plugs, instruments and beakers, and another mysterious and altogether foreboding looking contraption off to the left of the table, with a large bulb shaped container hanging above it.

As Rod looked around, standing barefoot, the brunette walked up behind him and put a hand on his arm. “Now, we’ll need to remove all your clothing before the extraction. So while we’re doing that, tell me why you decided to visit our dungeon today?”  Rod blushed at the question, his arm tingling where she’d gently touched him, but there was no going back, so it was time to finally confess his desires.

Cum Eating Confession

“I’ve always been really aroused by the idea of eating my own cum, but whenever I tried, I’d chicken out after cumming.” Rod paused briefly, and then rambled on, “It’s such a disappointing feeling afterward, that failure, but then I heard about this place, and that cum extraction and cum eating training is one of your specialties and I knew this was my chance. I think I just really need someone to hold me accountable, and I kinda like the idea of being commanded with no way to back out.”

Blushing even harder now, as the Domme helped him strip down. “Oh how delightful! You are in the right place, not only will I ensure you eat your cummies, we’re going to have some fun with the extraction machine! Now I should warn you, the orgasms the machine gives you, are very intense, and designed to produce large loads of sperm. Extremely addictive if you ask me!”  It was then, as he stood stark naked in front of the red clad, bubbly brunette, that he realized he didn’t know what to call her, and she had not told him her name.

“Pardon me maam, how should I address you?”

Circling around to stand in front of him, and bending over again to adjust her boots, Rod couldn’t help but gawk at her long tan legs, and the way that her skirt rode up slightly when she bent over, revealing a teasing peek of flesh, not enough to really see, but enough to cause Rod to swell with excitement.  When she stood back up, tossing her long brown hair to one side, she smiled, hazel green eyes flashing in the light – strange Rod thought, but he was too aroused to think clearly – and said, “You will address me as Goddess Brighton.”

Clothed Female Nude Male Humiliating Exposure

She looked down and then back up, scanning his nude body, flexing her red gloved fingers and wiggling her eyebrows, “well it’s good to see you in such HIGH spirits there!” the cuckold fairy said laughing, “let’s get you on the table.”  Brighton guided Rod – his face red with embarrassment – over to the table, instructing him to lay back and put his legs in the stirrups. Rod remembered seeing stirrups before on gyno tables, “aren’t these stirrups for girls?” he blurted. Goddess Brighton chuckled and replied, “you mean like the gynecologist? Yes, but they use them for men too, for rectal exams, and furthermore they make it much easier to attach the extracting devices and the plug.”

Rod balked, “th- the what??” Looking down he noticed there were extended arm rests, which Brighton began strapping his arms to. She also strapped his legs down to the stirrups, and secured him from his ankles all the way to his thighs. “This is just so when you get that first surge you don’t jump and fall off the table and hurt yourself.”

“Now, let’s get your first cum load into that mouth slut!”

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Verbal Cum Slut Humiliation

Rod was a little startled at being called a slut, but it only made his cock twitch even more. He was strapped down with his legs spread, the cool air sweeping over his exposed nether region. As he laid there contemplating what was about to happen, he looked over to find Goddess Brighton holding a remote, and after pressing one of the buttons, the table started to tilt and contort, lifting his legs over his head, while holding his body in place.

When the machine like whirring finally stopped, Rod’s penis was jutting out over his face, pointing directly at his mouth in the position the table placed him in. Without warning, Rod felt a cool lubed finger glide over his hole, and then he felt something slightly warmer, and hard, slip inside him. “This device will send a current to your gspot and cause you to orgasm almost instantly.” Followed by a metal brace attached to the device, wrapping around his balls until they were nice and tight.  “The ball brace will vibrate and send a current assisting in milking you. You’re almost ready, just one more step…”

Cum Eating Encouragement

Goddess Brighton circled around and ordered Rod to open his mouth, and then place a large o ring gag, fastening it to his head. His jaw now locked open. “Here’s what’s going to happen, I’m going to start you off with a few pumps, and the machine will do the rest. We’ll aim for your mouth, and then you’re going to swallow your cum for me.”  All at once the machine came to life, Brighton’s hand wrapping around his cock and pumping. Suddenly his balls began to vibrate, and a second after, the probe inside him pulsed. Rod moaned with his mouth locked open, and after the second pulse he screamed as the powerful orgasm coursed through him. Brighton held his cock and aimed directly at his mouth, his cock spurting into his own mouth and filling it after only 2 or 3 spurts. Rod gurgled with the taste of his own seed, and then sputtered.

But before he could spit it out, Brighton grabbed his nose pinching hard, and he felt a painful shock shoot into his balls. “Swallow now.” Rod gurgled and choked, swallowing the load in his mouth and groaning. “Aaauaaarrghhghgahh!!!!”

“Doesn’t taste very good hmm?” Brighton replied, removing the gag finally.

“Ohhh… wow that was… no it was kind of bitter.” Rod said, making a face of disgust.

She smiled looking down at him and patted his forehead, “you’ll get used to it. Now before we begin extraction and put you into the orgasmo machine, drink this, it’s designed to help you produce more sperms.”

Cum Eating Sperm Production

Brighton was holding a drink bottle with a curved straw and held it to his lips. Rod sucked down the cold, thick, shake which tasted of strawberries and had a slightly chalky texture – still better than his own cum taste, but once he started he couldn’t stop drinking the sperm production cocktail, and didn’t realize how drained, and thirsty he was from the probe draining his balls, and slurped down every last drop.

“Good boy! It works very quickly….”

She wasn’t kidding, shortly after finishing the shake, he felt full and satisfied, his cock and balls began to swell with arousal, forgetting about his milking torment. “Now let’s get you into the cum extractor!”

Rod’s face went blank, he’d forgotten he was signed up for both cum eating training, and cum extraction. Even though he was a little hesitant, he suddenly became so horny his mind went blank. Brighton helped him up off the table, and then moved him over to the cum extractor machine. Once again, he was strapped down, legs spread, knees bent. Only this time he was kept in a slightly upright position. Once in place, a probe with an attached tube was inserted into his anus, and the pump tube securely over his cock. The other end of the tube was attached to the overhead glass container, and yet another tube with a mouth piece was dangling near his head.

Journey Deep Into The Femdom Dungeon

“So did you have fun walking down all those stairs?” Brighton asked, smiling.  Rod laughed, “yeah wow! This place must be deep underground, I felt like I was walking forever. It’s gonna be hell climbing back up all those steps.”  Brighton smirked at the mention of hell, and chuckled softly. “Yes, we are very deep below ground, but don’t worry, you won’t have to climb those steps ever again.”  Rod smiled dumbly, in a horny daze from whatever was in the shake she gave him. “Well that’s good to know, you have an elevator I take it?”  Brighton didn’t answer, only pushing a few buttons which started up the cum extractor, which began whirring and pumping. The pump on his cock began vigorously milking him, balls clamped down, probe pulsing into his gspot. “Aaaahhhhhh!!!! Oh god… Oh god I think I’m cumming again aaaaarrgghhaaaahh!!!!” he screamed as ropes of cum began filling the tube.

Rod’s body sagged, exhausted after being milked again, he watched the tube as it collected his cum, traveling up the tube and into the large 10 gallon container. “Wow…” he exclaimed after catching his breath, “man I’m never gonna make enough to fill up that thing huh?” He laughed. But when he looked at Goddess Brighton, there was a demented grin on her face.  “But of course you will! You will remain locked in the machine until you fill that container…. And then… we’re going to feed all that cum right back to you.”

His balls began to swell again, his cock growing hard once more. “Ohhhhh, what was in that shake you gave me??? And what do you mean? It would take forever to fill that thing!!”  Brighton giggled, “remember when I told you, that you wouldn’t have to take the stairs again? You aren’t leaving this place, Rodney. You belong to us now.”  Rod tried to sit up but was held fast, “WHAT!!!????!!! I can’t stay here! You can’t keep me here! Let me outta this thing I… ohhhhhhhmmmmm mmmmaaaaaahhh.” he moaned as the arousal took hold once more.

“Silly Rod, you signed a consent contract, giving us sole ownership of your body. You didn’t read the fine print, did you?”

Trapped Underground In The Femdom Dungeon

Her laughter filled the room, booming over the sound of the machine beginning to milk him once more. Mocking laughter as Rod’s eyes went wild, his head thrashing at the onslaught of yet another orgasm. Rod began screaming, a mix of pleasure and agony. No one knew he was down here, and no one would come looking for him. Even if they did, no one would ever find Rod, and many months later, Rod would still be trapped inside the extraction machine, being milked and then fed his own cum. Another lost soul, feeding the Femdom Dungeons battery, just as so many other unwitting victims had done before him.

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