Originally Posted by
Takkyuu_tama
I'm remembering a story I read several years ago--harsh, but definitely along these lines. If anyone has a copy of this one, please post--
The slave is seated on a sturdy exercise bike with a transparent frame; the massive rear wheel is completely enclosed in the clear plastic. In the seat there is a slot that opens to accommodate the slave's hanging balls and then locks shut to trap them. They dangle mere inches above the wheel, inside the same enclosure.
His hands are fastened to the handlebars and he is made to pedal hard for exercise. The heavy wheel takes a lot of effort to get going, but eventually his exertions have it spinning very quickly and you can hear the hum as it rotates on smooth bearings, carrying great momentum even when the slave slows his pedaling because of the flying gear--he cannot slow it with the pedals. He can feel a light breeze on his balls from the great spinning wheel, but knows it is far enough away to be any danger. The slave starts to sweat as his legs pump the pedals faster, eager to please his mistress. She stands with a sly grin and very little clothing, and his cock begins erecting, a drop of precum glistening at its eye.
She smiles broadly, takes a remote control from her pocket, and presses the button.
From within the surface of the heavy rear flywheel, dozens of tiny, hard rubber balls release, bound by strong, short tethers to the rim of the heavy disk.
In a fraction of a second they are already slamming hard into his unprotected and trapped testicles, positioned directly in the line of fire. His nuts are hammered by hundreds of small impacts a second, totally immobilized in the clear plastic prison, with nowhere to escape to. The small rubber balls rebound on their lines and are swung around immediately for another assault on the slave's own balls, again and again and again, at perhaps hundreds of RPM. The repeated impacts are the only way the heavy flywheel can shed its considerable kinetic energy, and as the almost unthinkable barrage overwhelms the slave's tortured nerves, a hot thick fountain of cum lets loose from his cock, spurting with force all over his chest, his face, the bicycle, and his (greatly entertained) mistress.
His involuntary orgasm, however, has no effect on the wheel, which continues, and will continue, to spin until it sheds all its energy into the slave's now-drained and swollen nuts.
She starts to rub herself to a slow, leisurely orgasm, and he starts to scream in earnest now.
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