Billion-dollar Slave Maid: Cherrypopper

I sold my virginity to save a milk tea empire.

When my café was days from closing, ruthless billionaire Vaughn offered a deal I couldn’t refuse: one year as his live-in “little slave maid” in exchange for a million dollars a month and the survival of Cherry Pop Boba.

I thought I could play the part. I thought I could keep my heart—and my dignity—private. I was wrong.

Now, my days are spent smiling at customers while wearing a vibrating plug, leaking Daddy’s mark down my thighs. At night, I’m collared, milked, and bred like his personal fetish pet—on café counters, yachts, and in my own warm breastmilk baths.

I wave at strangers while he fills me. I serve “special” tea mixed with my own cream. I beg on my knees with him between my lips, praying Daddy never lets me go.

Because somewhere between the first click of the collar and the hundredth creampie… I stopped wanting freedom. I just want to be his billion-dollar milk maid.

Warning: This extreme erotica features DDLG, heavy age-play, lactation, public use, and breeding. 18+ only.