Milked by the Doctor: A Spicy Medical Lactation Surgeon Milking Erotica

I never thought volunteering for an experimental lactation trial would crack me open like this.

Desperate for connection after years alone, I signed the consent forms with shaking hands. Walked into that humming exam room, swollen and leaking, convinced it was just science. Protocol. Nothing more.

But then he entered. The surgeon running the program, all cool precision and hidden hunger in his eyes. His gloved hands cupped my curves under the lights, thumbs circling until warm streams arced into the collection tubes. Clinical, he called it. Therapeutic release.

I called it torment.

Each session blurred the line. Sweat slicked my skin against the cold steel table as he adjusted the machines, his breath hot on my neck, murmuring adjustments that sounded like promises. I ached to beg for more than measurement, more than data. His touch healed and haunted, turning my isolation into a flood of need I couldn't deny. Ethics be damned, he lingered longer each time, fingers tracing leaks like they were his to claim.

One night, machines off, he milked me by hand. Possessive strokes that left me gasping, unraveling. My lifeline to this program, my fragile control, everything teeters now. His career hangs in the balance too, one leaked video or whispered confession from blowing it all apart.

And the worst part? I don't want it to stop. Not when surrender feels this good. What happens when duty demands he release me, but neither of us can let go?

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