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Slowly, she lowered herself in front of me, her heavy breasts catching my erection and pulling it down as she descended, then letting it spring free, dripping with pre-cum.
Then she wrapped a hand around it and began gently wanking me off.
My bound legs began trembling as my orgasm approached. Eve pulled my penis down to point at her breasts and carried on her steady and relentless strokes.
“That’s it, baby! Come on! You’re going to come all over my tits. And then I want you to lick them clean!”
They laughed as I began to dissolve into an incredible orgasm.
Eve suddenly squeezed the tip of my penis fiercely hard as I was about to come. She held her grip until my orgasm subsided, unfulfilled and frustrated.
Jill laughed.
“Phew! That was a close one! I really thought you were going to make him come, then!”
Eve let go of my tormented and engorged penis. She rose up in front of me, taunting me again with her breasts.
She looked hungrily down at me.
“Do you want to know what Number Six is, before I start on your tied-up balls?”
I stared at her with frustrated lust. Tears of disappointment brimmed in my eyes. I nodded in surrender and fear.
She stepped back from me and began stroking and flexing her powerful thighs.
Jill knew what was coming. She climbed onto the bed behind me, wrapped an arm around my neck again and pulled me up straight, pressing her breasts against me and breathing heavily with excitement.
Eve looked down at my bound balls.
“No! Please…!” I pleaded, terrified.
Jill’s arm tightened round my neck.
Eve smiled with wicked delight.
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She stopped showing off her big, muscular legs. She glanced around the room then brought over a chair. Then she positioned herself in front of me, further away than before, using the chair for support as she raised her boot slowly to my balls.
I looked up into her excited, merciless, selfish eyes. My erection still dribbled in frustration. My gaze flicked from her breasts to her legs to her face, back and forth.
“You think it hurt when I kicked you in the balls earlier? Downstairs? Just imagine what this is going to feel like! With your balls tied up and naked and with me getting a good shot at them!”
I tried to plead for mercy, but Jill strangled my protests.
Eve lightly began kicking my balls, moving from one to the other and sometimes catching both. Even though her kicks were gentle, they made me feel sick with pain.
“Which was the ball you used your heel on, Jill? Was it this one?” She prodded my left ball with the heel of her boot. I gagged through Jill’s choke-hold on my neck.
“Yep! Looks like it!” They laughed again.
“Hold him tight, Jill!”
Jill adjusted her grip, momentarily allowing me to get a couple of proper breaths, ****** her hip into my back and pulled tight. I was stretched upright. Though I tried to move myself, I couldn’t.
Eve tested her aim with a couple of light taps, then drew her heavy leg back behind her.
Her boot slammed into my balls.
Jill struggled to stop me doubling over, but held me tight with surprising strength. The pain was the worst yet. The outside world faded away in a haze of agony and fear.
I was coming round. I was back on the bed, tied spread-eagled. They were sitting on the bed either side of me, seemingly concerned and pleased I was recovering consciousness. Eve looked embarrassedly at me.
“I’m sorry about that…I just really wanted to kick you hard in the balls! Didn’t care how much it would hurt you. That really hurt, didn’t it?”
I still couldn’t speak, couldn’t tell her how much it hurt.
“Tell you what, it’s Jill’s turn now and she might decide to wank you off after all. Will you wank him off, Jill? Maybe he’s suffered enough for tonight!”
“I suppose so. I might wank you off, sweetie! Let’s see what the dice says, shall we?”
I managed to speak, though the pain in my balls was dreadful.
“Jill…please…I can’t…”
“What is it sweetie? Did Eve hurt you?” she said with insincere concern, picking up the dice.
“Please don’t hurt me any more!” I gulped.
“Are you sure you want to say that?” Her other hand went to my penis and began massaging and rubbing it. I was erect again. “If you wimp out you’re definitely not getting to come. And we’re just going to carry on hurting you anyway, aren’t we Eve?”
Eve just smiled and nodded. She was enjoying my pain and my predicament.
Jill carried on rubbing her hand up and down my shaft. I felt the beginnings of an orgasm again. But I knew it would be denied by my sexually cruel tormentors.
“Don’t you want us to make you come?” she purred, pumping me slowly onward.
“Oh god! But…yes! But…”
Eve broke into laughter.
“So just ask us nicely. To hurt your balls more. And I might let you come!”
Her hand stopped, but still held me. She waited for my answer.
“I…please, Jill, please let me come!” I begged.
“Only if you ask us to hurt you some more”
There was no option, really. I knew they were going to hurt me anyway. I didn’t know if they’d let me come, but they might if I asked for more punishment. My balls couldn’t take any more. But they were going to have to.
“Please…please hurt me some more”
“Sounds like you don’t really mean that, I’m afraid, sweetie” she let go of my penis and rolled the dice.
“No! Please! Really! Please hurt my balls some more! Please?”
They looked eagerly at the dice as it offered up its number. They grinned.
“Are you sure you want us to hurt you some more, sweetie? This is going to really hurt!”
“Yes please, Jill” I said in surrender. “Might you…you know…let me come as well?”
“Well, I suppose as you’ve asked us to hurt you…so nicely…yes! But not just yet. A bit more pain first! Well, quite a lot, actually!”
They laughed.
Eve moved off the bed as Jill climbed on top of me, straddling my chest and facing my balls. She was heavy, but didn’t have Eve’s crushing weight. She moved her legs forward between mine, settling more weight on my chest. She leant forwards and roughly grabbed my bound and aching balls, caught them between her knees and leaned back, crushing my breathing.
Then she began to squeeze her knees together with her strong, gym-toughened legs. The effect on my recently-kicked balls was devastating. I screamed in agony, hurting my throat.
As I was trying to cope with the waves of sickening pain, I heard them talking excitedly. They seemed to agree on something, but I was in too much pain to comprehend what they had been talking about.
Jill continued to squeeze and grind my balls and I continued screaming. The only reason I wasn’t begging for mercy was that I knew I’d get none. And I still held onto the probably foolish hope that eventually they might let me come.
I tried to get the screaming under control. I was finding it difficult to breathe, with Jill’s weight constricting my chest as she lay back further on me to get more power into her ballscissors. The pain and the constriction were making me see stars. Then Jill poured on some extra power from somewhere and I cried out at the new level of agony.
The pressure was released slightly but suddenly the sole of my left foot exploded in a searing pain that shot up the nerves of my leg like a fire. Then again. Eve was beating the sole of my bound foot. They cried in delight at my screams, and Jill piled the pressure back on as Eve continued her torture.
I was terrified by their cruelty. As my nervous system began to shut down in overload, I registered Jill releasing my balls, and Eve delivering another blow to my tenderised sole, then the world faded away.
At first, all I was aware of was pain. The pain in my balls was gut-achingly deep. The pain in my left foot and leg was still searing. I felt damaged. Violated. My surroundings swam into focus. I was still bound, of course. My body was slick with sweat, cooling in the air of the bedroom. There was another note to the ungent smell of the sweat. I couldn’t place it, though it seemed familiar. And erotic.
My tormentors noticed my return to consciousness. They were standing patiently by each side of the bed, Jill to my left, Eve on my right. Eve was holding one of Jill’s trainers in her large hand, slapping it into the palm of the other. She was grinning down at me. I must only have been out for moments.
I flinched as she leaned over and pressed the trainer to my penis. She began rubbing and rolling it. The rough rubber-treaded sole caught the skin of my cock. Her breasts swung above me. I was hard again within moments.
“Are you ready to come now? Do you think you deserve an orgasm yet? What do you think, Jill?”
“Well…I had one doing those ballscissors! Phew! I dunno…it’s up to you, Eve. It’s your turn now” She picked up the dice and handed it to Eve.
“My turn to have an orgasm, do you mean?” They laughed.
“Whatever! Why not?” Jill replied, amused as Eve continued roughly arousing my cock with the trainer. I flinched as the skin was torn this way and that.
“Shall I bring you off with this shoe, baby, or do you want me to use my hand and be a bit more gentle?”
I couldn’t quite believe she was actually going to do it. But I desperately wanted her to.
“Please…” I gulped “…please can you use your hand to bring me off, Eve?”
She laughed and continued to arouse my penis roughly.
“Or would you rather I sucked you off?” she licked her lips lasciviously.
I almost came there and then, but she took the trainer off my penis and left it erect, throbbing and dribbling in the cool air.
Jill burst into laughter.
“God! You’re such a bitch, Eve!”
“What do you mean?”
“You know, you’re…you’re not going to let him come are you? He knows it, even if his poor prick doesn’t!”
Eve smiled at me and began playing with her nipples, teasing them and watching my reaction.
I was frightened of Eve, of her sadistic pleasure. But she was also incredibly sexy. I desperately hoped she’d make me come. Even the trainer would do, rough though it was.
“So, do you want me to suck you off?”
“Oh, god, Eve! Please…yes please!”
She sat down on the bed and leaned over me, taking my dribbling penis into her hot mouth. Her tongue began working on it as she moved her head up and down. She slowed her stimulation as she sensed my orgasm growing, but this just seemed to increase its urgency. I fell back into the building waves of pleasure, my body beginning to melt and convulse under Eve’s sensual onslaught. This was it! I was coming!
She caught the head of my penis between her back teeth and clamped down.
I screamed in agony as she held her jaws clenched, the overpowering orgasm collapsing as my body tried to cope with this new pain, sharp and terrifying.
She released me and sat up, heavy breasts jutting proudly.
“There you go Jill! You were right! I can be a real bitch! It’s your turn now”
Jill seemed to refocus from some pleasure zone of her own.
“Ermm…I think you haven’t thrown your turn of the dice yet, Eve! It’s still your turn”
“Oh! I suppose it is! That was just a little extra, wasn’t it?”
Eve stood up, her muscular legs flexing. She picked up the dice.
I was crying in frustration and pain. Tears ran down my cheeks. My balls were still hurting. My tormented penis was hurting.
Eve glanced at me, smiled at my agony, and threw the dice.
“A two. What’s that, Jill?”
Jill showed her the list.
“Ah! A spot of slapping…excellent! I think I’ve been too soft with you so far, I only gave you one good kick before you passed out. Have to make up for it with a bit of hard slapping, won’t we?”
I groaned a pitiful plea for mercy, which was totally ignored.
She rested her knees on the edge of the mattress, causing the springs to creak under her weight, and leant forwards. With her open palm, she roughly rubbed my penis and bound balls, causing me to gasp but also causing my cock to stiffen. The sight of her heavy breasts swinging above me as she rubbed probably played a part, too.
She lifted her big hand away and held it ready to strike, grinning at the look on my face as I tried to prepare myself for what was coming. The muscles in her arms bunched and flexed with their strength.
Then she began slapping my tied balls. I tried to hold back my screams, but Eve was determined to hear them. It wasn’t long before she got her desire.
Then Jill picked up the trainer and began beating the sole of my foot again, alternating between Eve’s slaps to my balls. The brutal contrast between the deep nauseating ball-pain and the fiery pains shooting up my leg from Jill’s ferocious battering was unendurable. My screams for mercy only inflamed their passion. They slowed down, but they used even more force. Jill seemed like she wanted to cripple me. I was crying, screaming, and sobbing.
Eve stopped, panting from her exertions. Or from something else. Jill stopped, too. Eve’s hands moved to the belt wound around my balls.
“I’m going to untie them now, baby. I want to slap them while they’re…loose in your ballsack”
Soon she had the belt free. There was some feeling of relief. The pain eased off slightly. She looked thoughtfully down at my balls while her hands played with the belt.
“I just want to try something!” she said. She began wrapping the belt around my genitals again, round my penis, round and around each ball, sometimes around all of them until my genitals were encased tightly in her handiwork and there was only enough belt left to grab in one hand. She took her weight off the mattress and stood over me, leaning down and holding the last part of the belt in one hand as her other kept the wraps secure around my cock and balls. She pulled the last part of the belt tight between her hands, the muscles in her thick arms flexing.
“Ready?” she asked me, grinning. Jill looked puzzled but fascinated.
I was puzzled but very worried and frightened.
“Yes!” said Jill, with excitement.
Eve laughed.
Then in one swift and powerful movement she stood up, pulling the belt fiercely as though she was trying to start a difficult engine. My genitals were the only resistance against her awesome strength. I was lifted off the bed as the belt was torn from them, making my balls and cock spin agonisingly. I fell back to the bed as the belt came free.
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They both burst out laughing. The skin around my cock and balls was burning from the friction of the belt being so forcefully ripped off, and my balls were aching deeply from the way the belt had battered them about in its vicious unravelling. Then the pain deepened as their freedom allowed more blood to them and more sensation.
Eve put the belt down, leaned over me, and slapped my balls again. The agony was even worse than before. She hit me again, then turned to Jill, ignoring my screams.
“Can I use that trainer?”
“With pleasure!” Jill grinned, handing it to her.
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I begged and moaned for mercy as Eve stood up, grinning at me over her breasts as she slapped the trainer into the palm of one hand. Hard. Again.
She leaned over and began rubbing my cock with the rough sole. My sore skin burned even more under this dragging pressure, but still my penis was aroused and it hardened. She used the trainer’s friction to pull the skin of my cock down towards my balls, stretching the delicate part under my cock-head sharply and making me gasp. She released, then did it again and again, enjoying me wincing at the tearing pain.
Then she laid the toe of the trainer against my unbound balls, and lifted it away slightly. She flicked her wrist and the trainer slapped sharply into my balls. It was painful, but not as bad as her heavy slaps had been.
But then she shifted position and raised the trainer back over her shoulder, elbow lifted high. I cowered under her, naked and tied. The feeling of absolutely vulnerability was overpoweringly erotic, though I was trembling and whimpering in fear.
“How many more turns shall we have, Jill? I could carry on all night, but he’s still got to get through the week until next weekend, hasn’t he? Shouldn’t overdo it, should we!” She lowered her arm.
A feeling of unexpected relief and hope washed through me. There was a light at the end of the tunnel. I’d known that there had to be one, but the sight of it brought immense relief.
Jill looked concerned and thoughtful. There was even a slight touch of pity in her expression as she looked at me.
“OK, I suppose he’s been through enough for now, haven’t you sweetie?”
I gulped a pleading Yes. Jill continued looking thoughtful, then smiled wickedly and turned to her friend.
“But…well…could you just finish what you were going to do, Eve? I think he could just about take a couple more in the balls, don’t you?”
Eve laughed.
I was relieved that this was going to end soon, though I’d fallen for Jill’s false mercy again. It wasn’t going to be over just yet. I gritted my teeth. I could take a couple of Eve’s slaps with the trainer. It was going to hurt. Hurt a lot. But it would soon be over.
“A couple more in the balls? Oh, yeah! But I didn’t mean that. How about if we had a couple more goes each? There are still some things on the list I’d love to do to him!”
Jill’s expression changed. She laughed. My stomach sunk.
“OK! I know what you mean! How many more turns, do you think?”
My feelings of relief turned suddenly sick. My heart was pounding. But their sadism excited me. I mentally and emotionally submitted again. I truly dreaded any more pain, but there was no choice.
“How about…two more each?”
“OK! So you’re going to give his balls a bit of a battering with that, then I get a go, you get a go, then I get another go, then you get the last one?”
Eve nodded.
Jill looked down at me.
“You alright sweetie? Won’t be long now! We’re just going to hurt you a bit more. OK?”
I nodded in tearful surrender.
Eve lifted the trainer back over her shoulder, raising herself slightly for the blow, muscles taut.