They aren't "tits". It is an udder, thank you very much.
[Arty doesn't much seem to care to make the correction himself, just sighing with relief as he's milked. Don't worry, boys, the only person who can direct a squirt to themselves is you. He'll hold back on the kicking.]
[Darkleer just reads a book as he waits, and only looks up when Arty finally gives a slight tapping of his hooves. All the bottles have been filled. It is a good day for Zahhaks.]
[Not for the kids, but hey.]
He seems to be happy now. [Darkleer unlocks the door to the trap and holds it open for everyone inside.] You are free to go. This punishment will be put into effect again if we catch wind of you causing trouble.
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[Arty doesn't much seem to care to make the correction himself, just sighing with relief as he's milked. Don't worry, boys, the only person who can direct a squirt to themselves is you. He'll hold back on the kicking.]
[Darkleer just reads a book as he waits, and only looks up when Arty finally gives a slight tapping of his hooves. All the bottles have been filled. It is a good day for Zahhaks.]
[Not for the kids, but hey.]
He seems to be happy now. [Darkleer unlocks the door to the trap and holds it open for everyone inside.] You are free to go. This punishment will be put into effect again if we catch wind of you causing trouble.