Milking The Witch In Front Of The Shards

Chapter 162: Milking The Witch In Front Of The Shards

She wasn't leaving until she had been milked. 

It had been far too long since it last happened. Honestly, September wished she could be leaving the room right now because she had other things to do tonight. Most important things to do, quite frankly. But at this point, it wasn't up to her. The demon had taken his first step in terms of rebellion against her, which completely surprised her. Up to this point, Junk had been quite the loyal subject. But now, all of a sudden, he was showing extreme signs of rebellion and aggression against her. 

What was happening inside of his head? Did he know the risks he was taking in roughing and challenging The Autumn Witch so much? Or was he so stupid that he had forgotten everything? He continued holding the witch from behind and preventing her from leaving. She didn't exactly try moving away because if she wished to free herself, she could very well do so through the use of a spell or something like that. No, she didn't have her magical scepter on her at the moment, it was leaning against the wall on the other side of the cauldron room within the tower, but she could still cast a few spells without it. 

She still had a few tricks up her sleeves, and she was only waiting for the right moment to make her move. Currently, she simply didn't understand why her demon knight would be tempted to do something like this. Tempted to attempt to seize her like this and to rebel himself against her. Sure, she knew that he was hungry. And to be fair enough, she did neglect him and didn't feed her knight for a couple of days, but Junk had already spent nearly a week without her mana milk before, so she didn't think it was such a big deal, but no, it was. The demon was quite agitated. 

"What do you think you are doing just now, Junk?" 

"Isn't it obvious? I'm hungry as fuck…" he said to her as he placed the palms of his hands all over her jack-o-lantern breastplates, in other words, all over her boobs. He couldn't stop touching them and moving them around. Up and down. Up and down. 

Doing whatever he wished to them, which was something that The Autumn Witch didn't stop him from doing. At least, not at first. While he wasn't exactly certain if it was real or if it was in his head, he thought he felt her milk splashing around inside of her breasts. 

Which was more or less impossible, but yet again, nothing was exactly typical with September Autumn. One thing was certain, he felt something from the interior of her boobs. Something was moving. Something was heating up. It could very well have been in his head, but the fact that he felt something was more than enough to turn him on.

As if he needed a reason to be even more thirsty for her milk. Feeling them, or thinking he felt them move inside of her tits was making this even better. Since the demon was still buck naked, his throbbing and growing cock went poking her butt. September was fully dressed with her normal clothes, but the thin fabric covering her face didn't do much to stop or prevent her from feeling the hard skin of his member. Which was something she didn't mind too much. Without confirming the fact that she enjoyed it or disliked it, she didn't do anything to stop him from rubbing his meat all over her big ass. 

"You never typically go against me, demon. Why now?"

"Too many days without your milk. I want it now." 

"Very well. But then, if you get the milk you crave so much, you'll have to back down and be a good demon knight again. Okay?"

"I'm tired of listening to you. I'm tired of obeying you. Why can't you be honest with yourself and do yourself a favor for once?" the demon knight told her as he continued to play with her tits. She was still wearing her jack-o-lantern breastplates at the moment. However, it wasn't like they were that difficult to remove. The Minotaur simply didn't try just yet. It was still to come…

"I know exactly what you are talking about, demon. And this is not going to happen. We are never going to have sex together. Well… Not until the important moment comes…" she stopped on that note. Not providing him with more information than that. Doing what she often did, being cryptic. However, this was the first time she ever mentioned something like that. About them having sex sometime in the future. About a planned date or moment… 

"The important moment? What are you talking about?" he said as he finally pulled on her soft and ultra-flexible, jack-o-lantern breastplates, peeling them off of her chest. Finally, unleashing her big tits. September gasped and then moaned a bit as he peeled them off of her titties. Then, two seconds later, the witch was easily able to free herself from his grasp. Almost as if she could have been able to do this all along. She freed herself. Turned around. Faced him. Allowed him to stare at her big, naked boobs. And then… She smirked.

"You'll know, when the time comes. Alright. You win. You can get as much milk as you wished," she said to him as she pushed on her breasts with her arms, beautifully making them collide against one another. Her tits were lactating already. 

Her nipples were dripping with the first batch of fresh milk she had for him tonight. Then, the animal instinct of the Minotaur kicked in. He rushed to her and her chest. He inserted one of her tits inside of his mouth and sucked on it like a beast. He sucked on it and drank her milk as if it had been a year since his last taste of it. It truly felt that long to him. The milk was sliding down his throat, going right down into her belly. He drank more and more until it was time to switch boobs and to drink from that one as well. Giving a rest to the other tit, allowing some more milk production to be made. More milk for him was a good thing. Deep down, the demon wished for more tonight. But he knew now that he was going to get it. Sooner or later. Sooner or later…