Balls on the beach
STRAIGHT, TESTICLES
Mark's balls are abused by a mico-miniskirted lady.
It was a beautiful day and Mark was lying on the nude beach, nude of course.
The sun was too hot, but he admired the beautiful naked ladies. One of them,
about nineteen, with a perfect figure and as totally naked as him came over to
the beach towel where he was lying. She reached down and touched his balls. It
felt great. Then she started to squeeze them hard- too hard- MUICH too hard!

Mark suddenly woke up from the deep alcohol-induced sleep and opened his eyes.
The dream was half right. He was naked, his balls were being squeezed, but he
was in a windowless room and it was a bouncer type doing the squeezing.

“Enough,” the blonde woman in a micro mini skirt said. “I don’t want his balls
destroyed- yet.” “Yes mistress,” answered the man and released Marks nuts- but
not before giving a goodbye tug that took away Mark’s breath.

“You were a very bad boy last night. Do you know who that girl you slept with
was? I didn’t think so. That was my lover. She loves me, and I don’t have
balls. Perhaps she will love you if you don’t have any either.”

Saying this she signaled to the big man who came over to grab Mark. Mark aimed
his fist at the man’s jaw and swung with all the force he had. The man easily
sidestepped the blow and returned the punch- right to Mark’s sac. Mark folded
into a fetal position groaning on the floor.

“Enough,” she said. “Tie him up- NOW!” Mark was to weak to resist being
flipped over onto his stomach. Mr. Muscles sat on his back and held him down.
Miniskirt helped to tie his hands and legs together and roll him over. “Empty
your balls into my lover. Let’s see if you enjoy emptying them for me.”

Saying this, she grabbed his nut-sac in her left hand, tightly, right under
the balls, took off her shoe, and brought it down very hard on his nuts. Over
and over. Each one hurt worse than the one before. Harder, harder, harder.
Mark’s tenderized testicles produced pain he had never imagined.

“Stop, stop. Oh my god, no more please. Do anything you want, but not that.”
He was pleading.

He shut his eyes not to see and blacked out.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He heard a voice say. Wake up, wake up! Mark
opened his eyes and saw how blue the water was and how white the sand. His
girlfriend was lying next to him playing with his sac. “What a dream that
was,” he thought and jumped on top of her and gave her the hardest fuck he had
had ever given anybody in his whole life and when he came it was more of an
explosive release than an orgasm.

  

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