BB Games

Eve released the belt, turned her back and climbed heavily on top of me. I panicked as the weight of her solid muscle settled on my head, pressing me deep into the mattress and grinding hard against my skull. Then her crushing weight shifted painfully as she pushed her smoothly stockinged legs forward, grasped the belt, and pulled my balls between her hard knees. She released the belt and leaned back, her weight settling painfully and making it difficult for me to breathe. My hot breath and the smell of her sweat mingled, suffocatingly, under her heavy body. My balls were held painfully tight between her hard knees

Then she began flexing those big legs.

My screams were muffled beneath her as she leaned back further and increased the pressure.

She relaxed for a moment, and then threw the pressure back on…harder and increasing. I was trying to scream but her weight bore down on me. She relaxed again…then squeezed even harder. She said something but I couldn’t make out what it was. They both laughed. She increased the pressure further and I began trembling with the pain. She relaxed for a moment then bore down again with her powerful thighs. She continued the torture and I lost any sense of time.

Eventually she released my balls and clambered off my battered body, leaving me gasping for breath and shaking in agony.

“There! It’s over! That wasn’t so bad was it? Good job I didn’t give you my full power!” They both burst out laughing again. They waited for me to recover and eventually the pain began to recede.

“Right!” said Jill, grinning. “Time for the last list. I bet you’ll be glad when this is over, sweetie!” I couldn’t reply. She handed the dice to Eve.

“Your turn to start”

Eve took the dice and rolled it.

“Two. What’s that, Jill?” she asked eagerly.

“Lets see…2. 10 slaps, varying. Make him suffer, Eve!”

Eve smiled broadly at me in hungry anticipation.

“Are you ready?”

I wasn’t, but I didn’t want to make her angry by arguing. She was waiting for an answer.

“Yes” I sobbed in resignation.

“Good! I’m looking forward to what’s on this list. We’re off to a good start!”

She raised her powerful arms, looked me in the eyes, and struck a few bodybuilder poses, showing off her muscles and her magnificent breasts. My penis twitched upright.

“Did my slap hurt you, before? Remember? Near the beginning? Well now you get ten of them!” She flexed.

“Oh god! Please don’t! Please stop!” I begged.

“Your poor balls must be giving you agony already…and now I’m going to hurt them even more!” She watched my penis harden as she changed her pose, biceps and shoulders bulging.

She glanced at Jill who impatiently nodded, hand already working between her legs.

Eve stopped posing and suddenly climbed back onto the bed, kneeling heavily astride my stomach with her back to me. I watched the muscles in her back and shoulders ripple as she raised a hand over her shoulder, leaning back to one side, her weight shifting painfully on my stomach and chest.

My balls were still bound by the belt. Her open palm crashed into them like a cricket-bat. Before I could begin to fully register the pain, before my body could start to cope with it, she slapped my captive balls hard again, then again. She sat back on me as I tried to cry out in agony, her weight rendering me too breathless to scream. Her carnal sadism made her sensitive to every nuance of the agonies she was inflicting. She spread her knees a little wider, settling more of her weight on my crushed ribs, and began to grind herself against me. I could only breathe using the muscles in my belly and my breathing became even more desperately laboured. She twisted around and studied the agonised expressions on my face.

“I’m going to bend the rules a bit here, but it just counts as one of the slaps, so don’t worry!” she reached a hand back and tousled my hair as if in reassurance. Then she made a fist and roughly rubbed her knuckles against my trembling lips, pushing my head back.

“They were supposed to vary or something, weren’t they?” And with that, she swung quickly back, throwing a heavy punch into my straining stomach.

I exploded into a new level of agony and physical terror. The blow drove out what little air there was in my body and my muscles spasmed, paralysed me. I began to black out, but she lifted her suffocating weight and I was able to breathe again. But before I could properly catch my breath the next slap crashed into my balls. Then the next. She timed her blows with sadistic unpredictability. Some were less heavy than others. It really didn’t matter. Every one hurt in its own way.

Eve climbed off me, leaving me crushed and battered. Only five more throws to go. The end was in sight. Jill took the dice and rolled it.

“I’ve got a Two as well!”

She went through Eve’s poses, to their amusement. I wasn’t laughing. Though she didn’t have Eve’s massive physique, she still had muscles to flex. All that gym time. She was going to hurt me.

“Balls a bit sore?” she eyed my battered testicles, still tied in her belt. She leaned over and lightly tapped them with her fingers. I yelled in pain.

“Oh dear, sweetie! They are a bit tender, aren’t they? What I’m going to do to you is going to hurt you SO much! Poor thing! You see, this is how hard I just tapped your balls…”

She gave my inner thigh a gentle tap. It stung a little, but not much.

“…and here’s how hard I’m going to slap them!”

On the “going” she savagely threw her whole body into a powerful slap to my thigh, smashing my muscles against bone and burning the imprint of her hand on the nerves of my flesh.

Eve cried with delight.

I cried out with pain and dread.

“And the thing is…” Jill said, “…the next one always hurts even more!”

She slapped the same spot with the same force, and this time the pain was even worse. Jill muffled my screams again with the hand she’d been slapping me with. Her palm felt hot, pressed against my face.

The pain began to lessen. Jill released me. I gasped. I couldn’t take any more of this. I began to plead with them for mercy. I begged them and thanked them and tried to flatter them, and begged them some more.

They just looked at me as I desperately babbled on, passing the occasional grin at my fumbling attempts to make them feel sorry for me. I slowly realised they were loving it, it was increasing their desire to hurt me.

“Sorry, sweetie!” Jill broke in as I began drying up. “I think we’re enjoying this too much, aren’t we Eve?”

“Oh yeah! I’m looking forward to my next go, but I’m looking forward to watching you give his balls a good slapping first. He’ll be even more tender when it’s my turn!” Then a note of concern. “This list is just ball-hurting stuff, isn’t it? No cock-teasing or anything?”

Jill showed her the list. Eve smiled at me in cruel delight. Then she crouched by the bed again and took my penis in her fingers. Jill looked on, intrigued. Eve’s fingers began stroking the tip, then settled into a sensual rhythm that pumped me towards the brink of release. She stopped and they both laughed at my bitterly disappointed moans as I thrashed tied to the bed in frustration. Eve leaned her breasts over my face and my tongue automatically went to a nipple. She took it away, with a string of my saliva joining us together for a moment.

“Carry on, Jill! I’m looking forward to my turn!”

Jill stepped forward and began to slap my balls twenty times. She didn’t linger over it, as Eve had, and she hardly varied the intensity of her brutal blows. This time Eve stepped up and muffled my screams with one massive hand, her other playing between her legs. Jill finished her twenty slaps, paused, then delivered three more. They both laughed. Eventually, the waves of pain ebbed back a little and Eve took her hand away. I gasped for breath. Eve took the dice and rolled it.

“It’s a Three! And that means…” she consulted the list “…3. Squeezing both balls in one hand for 30 seconds, varying. Hmmm! I think this’ll be more fun if we untie them. I’ll be able to squish them around a bit more”

She reached down and untied the belt of the robe from around my balls. The level of pain dropped immediately, though they still hurt.

“OK! Are you ready?” she gently gathered my aching and battered balls in one powerful hand. She looked at the clock. “Thirty seconds…ish…of squeezing. Varying from the very uncomfortable to absolute hell!”

She began with absolute hell. She applied tremendous pressure with the one hand and muffled my screams with the other. The she began grinding my balls against one another.

If I had been being tortured for information, this is where I’d have lost it and given up my secrets. Unfortunately, I was being tortured for the pleasure of my two sadistic and beautiful captors. They were enjoying each other’s cruelty, as well as their own, too much to stop.

Eve continued to crush and grind my balls, easing off the pressure every now and then only to re-apply it gradually or with sudden sickening force.

At last she stopped, but kept her hand over my mouth until I had calmed down a little and wasn’t still trying to scream in agony.

Jill took the dice and rolled it. Though I could have done with more time to recover, for the pain to subside further, I was grateful that Jill was wasting no time. I was desperate for the end of this game of torture.

“And it’s a…Two! Another ten slaps!” she grinned, approaching me. Eve placed a hand on my mouth again, smiling. This time she also cupped her hand around my nose, so that I couldn’t breathe. Jill lightly tapped my unbound balls as I panicked. They burst back into blinding agony. I tried to scream, but Eve pressed down firmly. Then Jill slapped me much harder.

They continued their torture. I was sometimes allowed a gasp of breath but otherwise deprived of it. My head was swimming in pain and asphyxiation. They laughed in delight at my agony as each blow rained down from Jill’s strong frame, sometimes catching my penis as well.

She stopped slapping me and Eve eventually let me breathe and picked up the dice. I begged for some time to rest, to gather my strength to endure what they were still going to do to me. Eve ignored me and threw the dice.

“A Five! We’ve not had that one yet, have we? So that’s…?”

Jill read from the list. ”5. Squeezing left ball in both hands for 30 seconds, varying”

Eve grinned. “I’m going to hurt you SO much! I’m really enjoying this, you know! Be a shame for it to come to an end! How many goes have we had, Jill? I’ve lost track!”

Jill pretended to be puzzled. “I really don’t know! Shall we start again?”

They burst out laughing once more. My mind raced. Who’d had the first go with this list? Was it Eve? Surely we were at the end by now? They weren’t going to…?

“I think we better had! So this is my first turn. I’ll keep track this time! Right, one little solitary ball versus these hands…you poor sod!” she laughed as she roughly caught my left testicle in the fingers of both hands and drilled her thumbs into it.

I screamed. Eve looked at Jill. Jill shrugged and smiled and didn’t put her hand on my mouth. Instead, it went between her legs.

Eve turned back to me and, with relish, made me scream even more.

She looked at the clock as she squeezed and savagely kneaded my left testicle, the muscles in her forearms rippling with nauseating strength as she worked on it.

I was begging and screaming, which seemed to give her even more encouragement.

At last she released her grip and shook her hands loosely, looking eager for her next turn. Jill took the dice and rolled it before I’d even begun to recover.

“Turn number two! And this time it’s a…Six! And that means…6. Ball torture of choice for two minutes. Wow! Wonderful! I get to do whatever I like to your balls for two minutes, sweetie! Or should I say...I get to decide what happens to them?”

The note of glee in her voice scared me.

“Eve? Do you want to share this one?”

I groaned with disbelief at her creative mind. Eve laughed with delight and nodded enthusiastically.

“It would be my pleasure to assist you, Jill, sadistic bitch that you are!”

Jill glowed with the compliment. She couldn’t let Eve down.

“OK, then. Could you squeeze the same ball again for a bit, and then do some more ballscissors? Just on that one ball?” she reached for the belt again. I desperately and despairingly begged for mercy.

“Oh yes! No problem at all!” Eve cast a glance at me, smiled, then ignored me. “But aren’t you going to hurt him as well? It’s your turn to, you know?”

“Well…I was just going to enjoy watching you make him suffer, actually. The way you hurt him…really turns me on, to be honest. Stating the obvious!” She looked a little embarrassed.

They laughed. Jill looked predatory again.

“But…yeah! I’ll join in as well if you want me to!”

They both loomed over me, and then Eve crouched down. She gently took my left ball in her hands. Stabbing shafts of pain hit me.

She took in a deep breath, her breasts jutting forward provocatively, and adjusted the angle of her arms to apply her power most effectively.

“Was it just two minutes or something?”

“Yeah! Something like that…” Jill replied offhand, glancing at the clock. She reached for my right ball and I was in agony as they adjusted their grips. Eve still had both hands on my left ball, and Jill held my right ball with one hand so that each had a firm hold on a testicle each. I was moaning and sobbing. They hadn’t even started squeezing yet.

Is this still working out OK?

Oh god yes, keep them coming! :D

fantastic! can't wait for the big finish! hopefully not a mushy mess :P
(otherwise no sequal "balls of chance 2"[insert better title here])

Eve released her breath and began crushing my tender ball in her hands again. I was immediately hurled into deeper, sharper agony. I screamed and sobbed in pain.

Then Jill started gradually squeezing my other ball, rolling it in her clenched fist, finding the most sensitive areas. They both laughed as my screams reached new levels of agony, and they began to squeeze and relax in an improvised duet of pain and pleasure. After several crescendos were reached, Eve released me. Jill followed her example.

“I want to scissor his balls again now! Did you just want me to damage one, or shall I do both?” Again she lifted her powerful stockinged leg and placed a foot on the bed by me. Her weight bore down on the mattress.

“Just do the one! We still need the other one!” They laughed and Jill pickied up the belt, roughly tying it round my left ball that Eve had been torturing.

She stood back.

Eve stepped up onto the creaking bed, steadying herself with a hand on the ceiling, and stood astride me facing the foot of the bed for a moment. I looked up at her muscular towering bulk in fear and worship. Then she dropped down onto me, driving my breath out painfully.

Before I could recover she had grabbed one end of the belt, pulled on it as she shifted her weight, thrust her legs forward, crossed them, and trapped my ball in her scissor-grip. She let go of the belt and leaned back, arms either side of me, causing me to cry out under her crushing weight.

“How long have we got left, Jill?”

“Oh…about two minutes or something! Just enjoy yourself...I'll watch the clock!”

She grinned at the look on my face, and moved her hand back between her legs.

This is so great :D Please continue this amazing story ;D

Good work, as always. What I enjoy about your stories is that, even with their considerable length (compared to most others in this genre), the pace of the story is remarkably fast, and really keeps you coming back for more.

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Originally Posted by woodpecker

Good work, as always. What I enjoy about your stories is that, even with their considerable length (compared to most others in this genre), the pace of the story is remarkably fast, and really keeps you coming back for more.

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I totally agree with him, i start reading them and what seems like a few seconds, i'm done, just can't wait for more! Keep em comming! :)

i really appreciate your comments, folks :) ! Next installment coming soon :D !