I'm luving it :loveeyes Give him 10 turns for being a naughty boy!
Or maybe let him chose between 8 turns with no orgasm, 10 with wank and 12 with blow job....
POP!
Oh thats not happened before. I guess that means our game is over....... Next!
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I'm luving it :loveeyes Give him 10 turns for being a naughty boy!
Or maybe let him chose between 8 turns with no orgasm, 10 with wank and 12 with blow job....
POP!
Oh thats not happened before. I guess that means our game is over....... Next!
I can hardly think. My body’s crying out to beg her to undo the vice. It’s tight. It feels different to her squeezing my balls in her hands. Her hands hurt more, but they weren’t…continuous. The vice is just relentless. I can’t believe this isn’t damaging me. But I have to trust her.
But I’m also trusting she’ll do what she said she’ll do to me if I ask her to take it off now. And if I agree to her carrying on using the vice, she’ll make me come afterwards. If I still can, she said. I hope she was just trying to frighten me. Even though the pain is really bad, and might get a bit worse, I’m still hopelessly aroused. Or perhaps there is hope.
“Please Mistress…are you really going to…make me come afterwards, if you…you know…the vice?”
“Oh yes! I can make you have an amazing orgasm. It’ll blow your mind after all the pain! So do you want to play my little game with the vice?”
“Yes! Yes please, Mistress…”
It’s almost a relief to have decided. To have some sort of choice. I’m grateful for the bit of control she’s allowed me. But really I know she’s just playing with me. She could do whatever she likes. I haven’t got any choice, really. But I don’t want her to be cross with me.
“Good! OK then…!” She’s smiling at me now.
She looks pleased with my decision, I think. I certainly don’t want to upset her. She’s scaring me. I just hope my balls will be OK afterwards. But they’re clamped tight at the moment. It really hurts. But I think I’ll be able to take it. I don’t think I’ll be able to cope with harder slapping and more awful kicks. I’d like to be able to, but she’s too strong and vicious for me. I’m really frightened of what she might do if I don’t go along with her.
And she’s going to make me come! I didn’t expect this, but she’s going to do it. I think. That’ll be so amazing! I didn’t expect I’d be so turned-on.
She’s still smiling as she reaches under the bench again and picks something up. Shows it to me. It’s an ordinary dice.
“Odds or evens?”
My balls are throbbing in pain. This must be it. The game. I don’t know the rules, but I know it’s going to hurt me more. She’s going to start hurting me again now. I’ve got no choice about that.
Good call sweezeme. I like to add a little chance to a ballbusting scenario. The small chance that I could actually lose my nuts is a real turn on :D I can’t wait to see what odds or evens entails. :thumbup
Hope you like the next bit, Sylvester!
“I’m…sorry?” he stammers. He’s gasping for breath.
“Just choose…odds or evens?”
It really doesn’t matter what he decides. But I enjoy making them choose. Or letting them think they’re choosing.
“Evens…?” He looks terrified.
“OK! Evens. If I throw an even number I’ll undo the vice a quarter-turn. If it’s an odd number I’m going to tighten it up. Ready?”
“Tighten it?” he gasps.
I laugh.
“What did you think? That I wouldn’t like to crank that handle a bit more? Don’t be such a fucking wimp, Peter! Anyway, it won’t be so bad. I’ll roll this dice…say…twelve times. If you’re incredibly lucky…well, work it out yourself, pet!”
He’s looks confused, distracted by the pain. Lovely!
“Come on, quick! You can do maths can’t you?” I move my hand threateningly towards the vice.
“I…please Mistress…don’t…do you mean…? Do you mean if…if it’s only…like…even numbers?”
“Of course! If it’s all even numbers…?”
“You’ll…undo the vice twelve times?”
I nod.
“And that’ll…that’ll be it?” He looks bemused. But hope begins to dawn. It always does. I can be so manipulative!
“Well, yes…and I’ll wank you off nice and slow afterwards, of course!”
His eyes melt again.
“But what if you’re really, really unlucky?”
I smile, gently shaking the dice.
His eyes focus in growing dread.
“Oh yes! If It’s me who’s really, really lucky I get to tighten the vice twelve quarter-turns…three full turns. pet. Think you’ll be able to take that? I’ll still try and wank you off afterwards, but…you know…”
He looks absolutely terrified again. He’s great, this one. I love it!
“Oh come on, don’t be so stupid! It’s going to be the law of averages, isn’t it? The vice is going to end up pretty much where it is now, at the end of the day. It’s just a game, you know?”
He doesn’t look convinced. We’re both going to get lucky. But I’m in control, after all.
“Here we go, pet!” I grin.
I roll the dice between his legs. It bumps against his thigh then settles. He’s craning his neck forward to see what the number is…
Oh yeah! If its an odd number she should tighten by that number of turns..... Oh dear, how unlucky Peter! Three fives in a row :DQuote:
Originally Posted by skweezme
Come on Sylvester! You think she's some kind of sadist or something?!! It's only a game!!!
My neck aches. I drop my head back with a sigh of relief. A two!
She smiles and undoes the pressure by a quarter-turn. It’s still tight, but the intensity of the ache lessens a bit. She takes the dice again and rolls it near my foot. It’s a four. She loosens the vice a little more.
“What are you smiling about, pet? Think you’re in luck?”
“I…no…I…it’s just not hurting as much now!”
“No?” She rolls another number. It’s a five, I can see. Shit!
She tightens it back up. After the momentary relief, this hurts. She rolls again. Waits for me to look. It’s a three. I lie back and just try to take it as she puts my balls back under the same pressure they were at before. It’s agony! But I try not to cry out.
“You’re not smiling now, pet, are you!”
Oh, I hope so :bananajum Just enough to get him worried that he might lose them :DQuote:
Originally Posted by skweezme
PS. Sorry to interupt. I just couldn't help myself. You're SUCH a tease giving us such small bits at a time :)
Anyone's interruptions are most welcome!
I open my mouth to speak, but have to take some deep breaths. This hurts a lot.
She throws the dice again.
“It’s a two, pet! Bet you’re pleased about that, aren’t you?”
She’s standing there with her hands on her hips. She’s waiting for my reply before she’ll undo the vice. She looks so sexy, scary and powerful I can hardly think straight.
“Yes Mistress!”
She smiles. Waiting.
“Please? Please…undo it?” I squeak.
She laughs and releases another quarter-turn. Rolls the dice again as I begin to moan. I don’t know if I can take this.
“It’s another four, you lucky bastard!” I can see she’s eager to hurt me, but I’m so glad she seems to be going along with the rules. She quickly undoes the handle some more, then rolls the dice again. It bumps against the vice. I can’t see it.
“It’s a five again, Peter!” she laughs and tightens the vice, throws again quickly.
“And a three!” I’m back to where I was. But it hurts more. She takes the dice.
“Ready for the next one, pet? It could go either way!”
“I…yes! Please Mistress!” I really need an even number right now. She throws and the dice lands near my foot. I strain my head up to see. It’s a four.
“Maybe your luck’s in. Bastard!” She grins, adjusting the vice. Throws again. I’ve lost count of how many are left. But we must be getting close to twelve. Not there yet. But nearly. Ten? The dice settles near the vice again. I can’t see it, despite trying.
“It’s a one! Back to where we were!” She tightens the vice quickly. I yelp at the sudden increase in pain. The waves keep coming. I’m struggling.
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I pick up the dice again. It feels so good to be such a bitch! That last number was actually a two, but what the hell? He wants pain…I certainly want to dish it out. I throw near his feet so he can see it this time. I’ve got a feeling my luck is going to turn. Yes!
“Look, pet! It’s a five! Look!”
I grab the back of his head and force it forwards hard so he can see. I hold it there a while, enjoying his strained breathing as I force his chin against his chest, enjoying my strength and my power over him.
I gently let his head back and turn to the vice. I give it a quarter turn tighter, slowly, enjoying his panicking. The handle’s meeting more resistance now. But that’s not a problem. Not for me.
“I think we’ve only got another three turns to go. As it were! Ready for the next one, pet?”
He’s not. I pick up the dice again. I rub it against my cunt for luck. It makes me quiver. Then I roll it towards the vice again.
Keep posting, Skweezme. At the end of every post, we are all eager to read your next one!!
This one step beyond what I could just about handle.
I’m in agony, my tied balls being crushed between the metal plates, the skin of my scrotum stretched taut and adding its own tight pain. She’s saying something but I don’t catch what it is.
She’s waiting.
I make an effort to speak, to bring my breathing under some control, to stop sobbing and gasping.
“I’m…sorry…Mistress?” I try, gulping.
“Pardon? What did you say, pet?”
I try harder.
“Sorry! I’m…sorry Mistress…I…I didn’t…hear what you just said!”
“Oh didn’t you? A bit distracted, pet? Thinking about that lovely orgasm I’m going be giving you soon? I’ve just rolled the dice again. Then there’s just two more turns and the game’s over. Pity. I’m enjoying it! Are you, pet? Want to know what the last throw was?”
“Please…please stop now Mistress, please!!” I beg. My control’s breaking. Can’t block the pain.
She laughs at me.
“Are you serious, Peter? If you really want me to stop now I will. But I’m afraid you’ll have to pay the price. I’ll do what I said I’d do to you before. Remember?”
She flexes the thick muscles of her arms, then lets one hand drift down between her legs.
“But that’s OK!” she smiles “So you really want me to stop?”
Mmmm phew...
Right I think Im all caught up now, just read all the way up now to your current post.
I love the story! Made me all feel all nice in my special place:)
But I think she has been to nice to his testes so far.
I think the vice should go and she returns to her hands on approch.
I love the more physical approch myself.
Grabs, knees, kicks, etc.....
But ah sorry yes for interupting the flow of things and hello to you all.
BBP