"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Bessie said, turning her attention back to you. "The milking moo-chine will drain every last drop of 'milk' from those little cum factories, and when it's done... I'm afraid that they will shrivle up and fall off."
"What!" You and the Minotaur yell in unison.
"It's the price of doing business." Bessie explained chuckling evilly. "But don't worry... after they POP We'll still have a use for you."
"Oh?" You asked looking confused.
"Beef steers!" The minotaur guess's.
"Yes indeed." Bessie agree's holding up a big needle full of cloudy gratish liqiud. "One shot of this will steer you in the right direction." The cowotaur flicks back on your machine and you are lost in the moment of being pumped dry, and your superstimulated testicles somehow producing even more. Minutes, hours, perhaps a day passes. You are in ecstasy, but behind that pleasure within your loin's is the dread in the back of your mind. You glance over at the minotaur and catch him staring at you.
"Even though we know the sure out come... the pleasure is still great." He admitts mirroring your own thought's.
"Ohohoooo don't say cum!" You moan as yet another full orgasm rocks your sweaty exhausted body. Glancing down at the clear tube your orgasmic fliud is being sucked through. You notice that the once pure white cum has taken on a funny pinkish colour. You giggle hystarically at the strange colour, until it dawns on you that it is blood colouring you cum. "OH OHO NO!" You scream weakly, the minotaur just looks at you sadly. The milking moo-chine begins to labor it's sound become more and more strained. You can feel the pressure within your testicles, oddly it seems to be pressure from the inside. A warning sound goes off, and soon Bessie is standing over you.
"So soon!" She snaps angery, kneeling behind you she takes your pulsing hollow ball's into her huge fist. "Come on!" She snarl's. "I know there's a little left in there!" Roughly she kneads and squreezes your aching testicles!
"IEIEIEIEEEEE!" You scream as the milker pumps and strains and your hollow empty nut's are squeezed. Suddenly you hear it... a wet ripping POP! Pain like liqiud fire shots up your body from your loin's to your brain. One of your nut's just imploded you realize, feeling light headed an sick. POP! The second one implodes and you are totally unmanned! Looking down you see fresh red blood and grayish clumps of testicular tissue being sucked through the tube. The normally sharp pain of the needle being thrust into your buttock's is a mute and faint pain. Darkness thankfully takes you then..........