“Oh good, you’re awake.” Your heart starts pounding in your chest and there’s a stirring in your cock. “Wasn’t that a nice date?” She smiles slyly, like the cat that got the cream. “Oh, did you think I was taking you back to my place to fuck you? Certainly not. I will, however, be harvesting your cum in a vastly different way. She pulls a set of vials from a freezer.
She has a tray with funnels and lubricant at her side.
“You are going to be lucky enough to be the latest in a series of men that have all donated their cum to my experiments. I like to take unsuspecting boys on dates and then harvest their cum for any number of uses.” She places a gloved hand on your cock, and you find you’re rock hard. “Oh good. That little pill I gave you earlier seems to be doing its job.” She squeezes your cock and in a mixture of fear and arousal you let out a small whimper. She smiles again.
“Let’s see how much boy batter I can get out of you. Then we can discuss exactly how I’ll use it.”
