Sometimes that ruined orgasm even comes after a nice, long, slow love-making session where I am honored to have worshipped Mistress and to have witnessed her have an orgasm. Still other times, my milking is very business like/matter of fact, with very little intention or concern for making it a pleasurable experience, but rather a "let's get this done" scenario.
This month (December 2016) went like this:
The first Monday of the month came and as is required of me, I notified Mistress the day before, and the morning of, that Milking-Day had arrived for the current month. As often happens, the milking on that specific day did not happen because other things in life prevented it. When this happens, Mistress has asked that I send her a daily reminder that the day for my scheduled milking for that month has passed, and remains due. That's exactly what happened this month!
Mistress normally takes the kids to school and then heads to the office from there. On this particular day a few days ago, Mistress wasn't ready for work and instead took the kids to school, then returned home to finish applying her makeup and fixing her beautiful red hair. We were both kind of hurried for time when Mistress abruptly decided that this was the moment we would take care of my monthly milking. I was already nearly fully dressed and ready for work when Mistress order my pants to be lowered. She put some lube in her hand and summoned me to stand before her as she sat on her vanity seat. I had assumed that Mistress merely wanted to give me a quick edging before we both went our separate ways for the days. I shuffled over to Mistress with my now hard cock before her. She started to stroke my cock without saying a word.