"Thanks for the show, you two," said Willow, grinning, "but now we need to get some actual work done."
"Unless you want to spend the rest of the afternoon in Leon's lap, Jewel," Nora chimed in.
"Right, right." Jewel shook her head, glancing behind her at Leon. "Hold on a sec, I want to talk face-to-face."
She reached behind her head and grabbed hold of Leon's shoulders for support, then lifted her legs and turned in place so that she was facing the male. The redhead grinned as she settled into place and looked up at Leon, who was looking back at her with a mix of exhaustion and gratitude. Almost immediately, his eyes fell downwards to her bare breasts. Jewel played along, reaching up to cup one of her tits in her palm.
"So, you feeling alright?"
"Mmmm," he purred, watching her play with herself as he continued to bask in the afterglow of his recent orgasm. "Hard not to enjoy that."
In fact, he was still enjoying it, with the way she had turned around: now the head of his cock was rubbing wetly against her stomach, the base just brushing up against her swollen sex. Despite his best efforts to concentrate, Leon's brain raced with dirty thoughts, picturing the the girl bent over in a dozen different position. After all, all it would take is one quick move to be inside her, where his fingers had been just a minute before--
Jewel interrupted him before he could daydream for too long, but not in a way that helped his arousal. Casually she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock, giving the length a friendly squeeze and earning a quiet gasp in response. "Damn, this guy just doesn't quit, does he?" she said, feeling the sticky rod twitch in her grip. "I hope you've got that kind of stamina later."
"Just put...mmph...just put me where you want me," he replied, struggling to keep his voice steady.
She chuckled. "Will do. Speaking of which, are you ready to keep going?"
"Huh?" Leon blinked. "Oh right, the, uh...the testicles thing. Um."
"That is what you came here for, remember?" said Willow. The blonde folded her arms across her chest. "We need to review for the Weak Spots midterm."
"I know." He winced. "Just give me a sec."
Kara nodded. "Sorry to make you switch gears so fast, but we've only got this room for the afternoon, so we gotta get moving. If you don't want to do it, though, you don't have to--"
"No no, I'll be fine, it's just...I'm not sure exactly how to do this." Leon scratched his head, frowning. "I mean, I don't know if I'm gonna be able to just stand still while you all kick me or whatever."
"Oh, don't you worry," said Jewel. "We planned ahead." The redhead climbed down off of Leon's lap -- still without a scrap of clothing on her -- and walked over to her discarded gym bag. Leon took the chance to admire her ass once more as she bent down and rifled through her belongings, searching for a few moments before coming up with what looked like some kind of collar.
"A collar?" Despite the tension of the situation, Leon chuckled. "How is that supposed to help?"
"It's not just a collar," answered Willow. "You ever used an EMI before?"
"A what?"
"An EMI -- an electric muscle inhibitor. They've started using 'em in hospitals over the past couple years. They're designed for people who have been in bad accidents -- it keeps them from moving and injuring themselves further."
"Exactly." Jewel dangled the black collar off of a finger. "Think of it as temporary paralysis. While it's on, you can't move. As soon as we turn it off, you're right back to normal."
"So you want to use it to freeze me in place, is that it?"
Nora nodded. "Basically, yes."
"And that's safe?" Leon asked, still quite skeptical.
"Of course! Like I said, they use it in hospitals -- heck, I can test it on myself if you really want." She began to undo the clasp, slipping it around her neck.
"Uh...no no, that's alright," said Leon. "I trust you."
"Cool." She took the collar back off. "You're okay with us using this on you, then?"
The man frowned. "Well...I still dunno."
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Listen, stud," she said, taking a few steps closer to Leon. Quietly she wrapped her fingers around his cock once again, absently playing with his spent member as she spoke. "If we use the collar, that'd stop you from flinching and so on while we're looking at your nuts. I know guys tend to get squirmy when you start poking around down there, so I think it's probably the best option -- it'll make things simpler for everybody."
"Uh..." Leon fought to ignore the fingers around his sensitive length. "I...I guess that makes sense. I'm just worried that something will happen, you know?"
"Oh come on, we're not going to do anything that bad. You already said you could trust me, remember?" She leaned in closer, whispering into his ear. "Besides, how's this for an offer: let me put the inhibitor on you, and we'll fight you au naturale."
Leon's heart skipped a beat at the thought. Already one gorgeous redhead had stripped down in front of him -- the thought of another three women getting naked and fondling his junk was enough to make his cock throb.
("Weren't we planning to do that anyway?" whispered Nora.
"Shut up!" hissed back Willow.)
"Well?" Jewel asked, continuing to slowly stroke the stiff length in her hand. "What do you say?"
The male took another moment to think, but it wasn't much of a choice. "A-alright," he stuttered.
"Cool. Then this should just take a second." Without another word, Jewel let go of his member and stepped around behind him, opening the collar.
"So it goes on around my neck, yes?" Leon asked.
From where Leon couldn't see, the redhead smirked. "Normally, yes, but given the circumstances I can think of a slightly more interesting place to put it..."
Leon he felt her arms wrap around his waist, her hands seeking his manhood once again -- and then suddenly something was cinched tight around the base of his rod. Before the male could respond, she had flipped the switch. There was a flash of electricity as the "collar" let out a short shock, Leon yelping at the sensation and then falling disconcertingly still.
"Heh." the redhead grinned, removing her hands. "I thought that would work."
"Jewel, that wasn't part of the plan!" Kara scolded, glaring at the female. "You could have told me you were planning to do that."
"What?" She folded her arms across her bare breasts. "It works just as well anywhere else on the body."
"Yeah, well, I just hope you didn't fry anything. I told him we'd be working on his balls, not his cock." She sighed. "Besides, I'd prefer if you told me before shocking my boyfriend's goods. Tonight isn't going to be any fun if his equipment isn't in working order when we're done."
"Don't get your panties in a twist," the redhead answered, rolling her eyes. "He's going to be just fine tonight -- hell, that collar's probably going to keep him hard all afternoon now. Speaking of which, if we want to keep him horny, I think we promised to get naked now?"
"True," said Nora. "Shall we?"
For the past few seconds Leon had been focused more on his immobility than on the other people occupying the room with him, but that quickly changed as the women held up their end of the bargain. He watched entranced as shorts were peeled off, tops tossed over heads, bras and panties shed until finally there were two...three...four naked bodies in front of him. Though his body was frozen, Leon's eyes shot back and forth, taking in the luscious breasts, the sultry hips, the hint of pink nestled between each woman's thighs. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this turned on. A drop of pre dribbled slowly down his member, the length pulsing angrily in the open air, begging to be touched.
"Heh, look at it throb," said Willow, watching his cock. "See, he's more than okay."
"Exactly," said Jewel, grinning. She pressed a hand up against the man's bare chest. "Besides, guys are sturdy. Even if we get a little rough, we're not gonna break anything." To illustrate she reached down and gave Leon's ballsac a playful swat, the plump orbs swinging with the force of the blow.
Though his body remained motionless, Leon felt a brief wave of queasiness wash over him from the redhead's slap. His post-orgasmic glow had faded, and all of a sudden the situation seemed much more threatening. He had walked in expecting some pain -- after all, they were reviewing about the testicles as a weak point, and he had the only pair in the room -- but things suddenly seemed a lot more dangerous. He'd been planning to let them try some things out, maybe a few kicks or squeezes as long as he was feeling alright, something to let them know how a guy really reacted. Now, though...he just prayed they didn't want to try anything too painful.
His hopes sunk, however, with what he heard next. "Ooh, can I be first?" asked Nora excitedly, hopping to her feet. "I've been looking forward to this all week -- ever since me and Bill got in that fight I've been needing to work out some anger."
Jewel chuckled. "Just be careful, sis -- try not to kick 'em into his throat, okay?"
"Aww, but what's the fun in holding back?" She frowned. "I'm not going to be holding back if I use a groin kick in a fight."
"True. Then fire away, I guess."
"...Yeah, okay," Kara said reluctantly, "but just one kick for now, alright? I don't want us hurting him any more than we have to."
"Awww, but I've never done it before," Nora complained, frowning. "What if I screw up the first one -- I need a second kick to make sure I've got it down."
"Fine. A few kicks, but that's all." She frowned. "I don't want to be the one explaining to the medical staff why Leon's walking funny for the next week."
"He'll be fine," Jewel reassured her. "Besides, nothing's going to happen at all if we just let him stay frozen to his seat over there. Come on, I need someone to help me pick him up."
The rest of the girls walked over to join her, Jewel and Willow each hooking an arm with Leon and pulling him stiffly to his feet. Kara adjusted his arms and legs, while Nora helped straighten his torso -- taking the opportunity to cop a quick feel as she did so. "Sorry about this," she giggled into his ear, reaching around to give his length a firm squeeze before stepping away.
The four looked over their handiwork for a moment, examining the living doll they had just positioned. The male was stuck almost perfectly still: occasionally a finger might twitch, but as long as the collar was turned on there was no way he'd be moving very far. For the moment he had been placed in a pretty normal standing position, with his legs spread slightly -- for obvious reasons.
Willow laughed. "Oh man, this is just too easy. Look, his nuts are just hanging there!"
Kara seemed a little more interested in the other half of his equipment -- the rod still throbbing proudly in front of him. "Poor guy, we're teasing the heck out of him. Do you think he's going to stay hard like that the whole time?"
"Well, why don't we find out?" asked Nora -- and with that she stepped forward, drawing her leg back and then swinging it in a vicious arc--
Leon's body was lifted off the ground slightly as the brunette's foot rocketed upwards into his crotch, flattening his poor balls against his pelvis. The male could feel his testicles distort with the force of the blow, his twin orbs caught and crushed by her bare toes, squashed flat like pancakes against hard bone. His spuds hadn't been abused like this since the professor had decided to demonstrate on him during the first day of class. Immediately the nausea rose in his gut, alarm bells going off in Leon's head as his instincts told him to double over and protect himself--
--but his body did nothing. Leon just stood motionless, his body not responding even as the pain crawled through his abdomen. He tried to squeak or squeal, to cry out somehow and express what he was feeling, but his mouth refused to move, his vocal cords frozen. To an outside observer, it looked as if nothing had happened.
Nora withdrew her foot with some disappointment, setting it back down on the ground. "Aww, he didn't even fall over! Sis, that collar works too well."
Jewel shrugged. "Maybe you missed."
"No, I don't think so." She looked down at her foot, flexing her toes. "I guess I didn't hit hard enough."
"That looked plenty hard to me," said Kara. She frowned. "I'd prefer you not mess up my boyfriend any more than necessary, if you don't mind."
"Oh relax, he's fine." Willow shook her head. "He didn't even fall over, Kara -- it can't have hurt that bad."
"I guess." Kara sighed. "Sorry, I'm--...I just need to relax. You're right; he'll be fine."
"Yeah," added Jewel, "think about the professor on the first day of class. She was making him squeal and he was totally fine afterwards, right?" The redhead folded her arms across her chest. "I figure as long as he isn't twitching and making mewling sounds, he's gotta be alright."
"Besides, if a ballbusting instructor can't pop his gonads, what's the worst that I could possibly do?" Nora furrowed her brow. "Now stand back, I want another shot at this."
Leon was helpless to do anything but watch as the female took a few steps back to give herself a running start, then launched another kick up into his defenseless jewels, her foot slamming up into his basket with even more force than before. In fact, the blow was so hard that he could see her chest jiggle with the impact, her melons bouncing teasingly in front of him as his manhood was squashed agonizingly between flesh and bone.
The man quivered, his knees shaking slightly as his body tried to process the flood of pain signals coming from his groin. His stomach seemed to be doing somersaults from the force of the impact. Still though, he stayed upright, frozen in position, even if he wanted nothing more than to curl up and clutch himself.
"...Better," Nora said, still not entirely pleased. "I got a reaction, at least."
"That looked pretty good to me," said Jewel. "Follow that up with a good roundhouse kick or something and an opponent would be toast."
"Yeah, but I want to be able to beat someone just with a hit to the balls, y'know? You're supposed to be able to knock someone out with just one hit, if you practice enough."
"You should try the ol' grab-twist-pull," commented Willow. "I mean, you spend so much time squeezing that tennis ball you keep on your desk -- it seems natural."
"Ooh, good point." The brunette looked down at her hand, spreading her fingers. "I could probably do some damage that way."
"Well then, show us," said Jewel, grinning. "Crunch those balls."
She grinned back. "Alright. Somebody spread his legs a little more for me."
Leon was still reeling from the last blow, and so he hardly noticed as the women positioned him again, spreading his legs apart to steady him and to present the brunette with an easier target. His balls dangled enticingly, the heavy orbs awaiting the next round of torture, his engorged cock still pulsing just above.
"He's not going soft, is he?" asked Willow, gazing at his member for a moment.
"With this many beautiful girls around? I don't think so." Jewel grinned. "There's no stopping a man's hormones, after all."
Willow smirked. "Man, tonight is gonna be fun."
"Hey, watch this," interrupted Nora. The brunette sidled up to Leon, eyes narrowed in concentration, then reached down without warning and seized his ballsac. In one brutal movement she twisted the loose scrotum, then yanked, Leon's testicles forced to the bottom of their sac and then compressed by her fingers.
One of his rubbery orbs managed to slip out from her vice grip, but the other was not nearly so lucky. As she clamped down, Leon's eyes watered, a wave of nausea crashing over him. For a moment he just heard a dull ringing in his ears, the raw power of the squeeze forcing any other thoughts from his head -- and then the pain hit. This time, not even the electrical collar could keep the male standing. Slowly and soundlessly Leon sunk to his knees, the brunette's fist still wrapped around his goolies. Shakily his hands drifted towards his groin, trying to cup his battered babymakers and at least confirm that they were still there.
Jewel chuckled. "I think you got him good, sis."
"Yes! Oh that felt good." The water-type happily let go, allowing Leon to finish collapsing to the ground. "It's really weird. His nuts feel like big hard-boiled eggs or something."
"Heh...that's kind of a funny mental image," laughed Willow. "I like that."
"Except that boiled eggs would be scrambled after that kind of a squeeze," said the redhead.
Meanwhile, Leon was still coming to grips with the adrenalized agony racing through his body. Arceus...the pain! He tried to force his gaze upward to look at Nora, praying for some sympathy from his attacker, but he couldn't look much higher than his own eye-level. Instead, from where he had fallen on his knees, he was presented with a clear shot of the brunette's ass, her toned rear openly exposed to him.
Leon decided to focus on that, at least.
As he was enjoying the view, though, trying to distract himself from the agony in his gut, he noticed something a bit concerning. From his current position he could just steal the occasional glance at her slit, a hint of pink showing between those cheeks...and from the look of things, she was absolutely dripping wet. Leon tried to reassure himself. Maybe she was still wet from masturbating earlier, or maybe just excited from the fight. She couldn't actually be getting off on busting his balls, could she?
Leon didn't have much time to dwell on that, though, as Jewel grabbed one of his arms and quickly hoisted him back up to his feet. "Alright, let me take a crack at this," she said, positioning him once more with his legs spread. "I wanna see how fast I can drop him."
Leon watched through a haze of pain as she set his body in place. This was going to be bad.
"You need any help setting up?" asked Willow.
"Nope, I think I can handle this on my own," the redhead replied, grinning as she finished her preparations. The female took a few steps back to prepare herself. "Just watch this!--"
And with that Jewel was a blur of motion, body rocketing forward on the offensive. Before anyone had time to react, she was in front of Leon, launching a vicious kick up into his groin -- followed immediately by a second, even more powerful kick from her other leg. Both blows struck the male with brutal force, each crushing his aching pair into his pelvis. The redhead kept her foot lodged in his crotch for an extra moment, pressing his balls flat against hard bone.
"Ooh, a double kick," murmured Nora appreciatively. "Good choice."
Immediately Leon felt the agony crawling through his gut, a wave of nausea washing over his entire body. That alone was more than enough to make him start sinking to the floor -- but Jewel intervened, quickly grabbing one of his arms. Before Leon knew what was happening he had been flipped over the woman's shoulder, crashing down onto the floor with a heavy thud. And then--
--and then he was in a very compromising position, in more ways than one. As soon as he had hit the floor, Jewel had sprung on top of him, pinning his arms and legs to prevent any possible counterattack, and as a result...well, as a result they were basically in a sixty-nine position. With his neck frozen stiff, Leon had nowhere to look but directly at the redhead's sex, the same slit he'd been plunging his fingers into just a few minutes prior. Despite the danger of the situation and the horrible ache in his abdomen, Leon couldn't help but drink in the view for a moment...almost literally. From the look of things, Jewel was just as wet as her sister, if not more so. Leon felt his blood run cold for a second time. Again, he prayed that it was the thrill of the battle that had turned her on, or maybe his earlier performance, and not crushing his--
--but before he could finish that thought, something came thudding down into his ballsac, crushing its contents against the ground. Leon felt the urge to squeal as a wave of agony from his balls raced through his system. What the hell was that? She was moving so fast -- before the male could even force his eyes downward, she'd hit him a second time, and then a third. Leon's eyes watered as he watched her raise her arm a fourth time, her closed fist coming down yet again -- oh God, so many punches!
Leon's body gave a short twitch as Jewel landed another blow on his family jewels, the twin orbs bouncing with the impact for a moment before they were crushed again by her other fist. The female continued to alternate rapidly, treating his spuds like a makeshift punching bag, sparks flying as she pummeled his package. The redhead hit an eighth...ninth...tenth time before finally starting to slow down, delivering a solid eleventh punch, a glancing twelfth, and a half-hearted thirteenth. She watched for another moment as Leon's balls bounced around a final time before coming to a stop, a slightly angrier shade of pink than they had been a few moments prior.
"Well?" Jewel looked up at her female companions, breathing heavily. "What do you think? Would he be down after that?"
"Uh, yeah, I think so," replied Nora, eyes wide. "Geez, sis, have you been practicing?"
"Yeah, a little, but not on actual guys -- just on the speedbag at the gym." She grinned. "It's like the professor said: as long as you hit fast and hard, you can get the advantage over a guy really quickly."
"Remind me to practice with you later," said Willow admiringly."You could teach me a thing or two."
"Sure thing!" Jewel replied happily.
Beneath the redhead, Leon tried to cup his battered balls, or to draw his legs in, or to do anything that would help him cover up his poor gonads. His mouth opened and closed, trying to make some exclamation of pain or suffering, but try as he might nothing would come out. Every so often a leg or an arm would twitch, but that was more an involuntary reaction than anything -- Leon felt sure that if it weren't for the collar, he'd be twitching quite a bit.
"Anyway, that's all I wanted to do." The redhead climbed back to her feet, giving Leon's sac one last parting slap as she stood up. "Kara, you wanna go next?"
"Huh?" She blushed. "Oh, uh, I dunno. I was thinking I might just watch."
"What?" exclaimed Willow. "But you're the one who asked him here in the first place!" She smirked. "Listen, we already know you're good at playing mind games with your men -- now show us what your body can do."
Kara blushed even harder. "Well, if you insist...can you help me pull him up first?"
With that the two women each hooked an elbow with the fallen Leon, struggling to pull him to his feet. After a few moments the pair succeeded in pulling him upright...but as soon as they let go of his arms, he slid back down to the ground, his legs too weak to support his weight.
Willow looked down at Leon with a frown. "Well. Looks like you busted him pretty good, Jewel."
The redhead beamed a satisfied smile.
"Well, why don't we hold him up for you, then?" asked Nora. "I'm sure he's heavy, but I bet Jewel and I could lift him."
Kara considered the proposal. "Yeah, I guess that would work."
"Alright, then," said Jewel, folding her arms across her chest, "show us what you've got."
Leon had been slumped on the ground for a minute now, wondering if it would be worth it to just get prosthetic testicles after this was all over, when suddenly he felt himself dragged to his feet once more. If it weren't for the unbearable agony in his groin, he might have enjoyed the experience of being propped up by two naked women, their bare breasts brushing up against his body as they held him in place. Instead Leon felt only a growing sense of dread as they nudged his legs apart, making sure his balls hung freely in the open.
Some of that dread, however, was offset by an unexpected squeeze around his member. Leon's eyes opened wide as something wrapped itself around his still-throbbing length, stroking gently from tip to base and back again. Despite being frozen, Leon managed to force his gaze sideways to determine who was fondling him, and was surprised to find that it was the brunette, Nora.
Leon wasn't the only one who was surprised. "Uh...why are you jerking Leon off?" asked Willow curiously. "I thought we were saving that for tonight."
"I'm not jerking him off, I'm just holding his cock out of the way," claimed Nora. "Y'know, so Kara can kick him better." A tiny shudder ran through Leon as she gave his pride a few more subtle strokes, the length straining eagerly in her grip, but Nora kept talking before anyone could notice her hand moving again. "So Kara, are you gonna kick him or what?"
"Right right," Kara replied, shaking her head. "Let's see."
Leon felt a sharp pang of disappointment as the stroking of his member slowed, leaving his length throbbing in Nora's closed fist. That disappointment grew much further as he watched Kara take a step closer, her eyes narrowing as her focus shifted to an even more sensitive part of his anatomy.
Kara stopped and thought for a moment, trying to focus. She took a moment to prepare herself, then propelled herself forward and let her foot fly up between his legs, her instep striking a glancing blow across his danglers before hitting his inner thigh with a firm thud.
Internally, Leon let out a long groan, his knees quivering at the leaden ache in his gut...though to be honest, it could have been a lot worse. This wasn't nearly the kind of bone-crunching blow his last two attackers had delivered -- nothing like having his spunk-makers forcibly jammed into his stomach. And of course, it certainly didn't hurt when Nora quickly resumed her stroking of his cock once more, her hand gliding smoothly around his shaft and picking up where she had left off. It certainly helped to take the edge off the pain. Leon decided that he wouldn't mind being frozen stiff more often, if it meant that more girls would feel compelled to jerk him off.
Nora continued her distraction tactics. "Oh come on, Kara -- that barely hit him! Again, harder!"
Jewel nodded. "Yep, practice makes perfect."
"Alright, I guess." Kara took a step back again. "Sorry -- I'm pretty new at this."
Nora nodded. "Not a problem. That's what this session is for."
"Exactly," said Jewel. "Now focus. For now, you'll want to hit him right in the center of the sac, so that no matter which way his balls go they'll still be trapped by your foot."
Kara blushed. "Is there really that much technique to it?"
"Oh yeah," Jewel replied. "If you're really precise, you can even choose whether to attack the left nut or the right nut. It's much easier to take a guy down when you're focusing on just one ball."
"Ah. Well, I think I'll stick to basics for now." Kara took a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
This time the attack landed much more squarely. Leon felt another jolt of pain rush through his body as she made contact, his balls rolling off in opposite directions to rest on either side of her foot. He felt the nausea rise in his gut for a moment, along with a brief moment of dizziness. That was a good bit more painful than her first kick...but again, it was nothing compared to some of the attacks he'd suffered through earlier. Besides, he was quickly distracted as Nora clamped down on his cock again, squeezing the eager flesh as if to make up for the blow to the groin. He shivered slightly, halfway between pain and pleasure. Why was she even doing this? Maybe she was taking pity on him? Maybe she just enjoyed it? Either way, he hoped she continued.
Meanwhile, the other girls continued to egg Kara on. "You've got to give him at least one real kick," Willow complained. "You're not going to damage your boytoy, don't worry."
"I know, I know," she replied guiltily. "I just don't know how to go about it, you know? He's a nice guy -- it's hard to make myself bash his balls in."
Jewel grinned. "Hard to beat the stuffing out the boy you have a huge crush on, eh?"
"Well yeah, exactly. He doesn't deserve all this crap."
"Then you'll just have to imagine he's someone who does deserve a kick in the balls," Willow interjected. "C'mon, I'm sure there's someone out there you'd love to rack. What about that pervy guy who's always spying on you through the window?"
Kara stopped, turning to face the blonde. "Wait...what?"
"You know -- that kid in our Hand-to-Hand tactics class who's always hanging out in the tree outside our dorm room. He's been watching through your window every day for the past week. It's kind of cute, in a creepy stalker sort of way..." Willow's voice trailed off as she noticed the look on Kara's face. "W-...Wait, you mean you didn't know?"
"Um, no?! Was anyone planning on telling me?!"
The other three women glanced at each other awkwardly. "We all, uh..." Nora cleared her throat. "We all sorta assumed you knew. Particularly given the show you were giving him yesterday."
"You mean someone was..." Kara stopped mid-sentence, blushing furiously as she thought back to the rather intimate session she'd had with her vibrator the previous afternoon. She stood there processing for a few moments, mouth hanging open, until suddenly her gaze hardened into a glare, her fists clenching tightly. "Oh that kid is fucking DEAD. Son of a bitch--"
Meanwhile, Leon had spent the last few minutes trying to get his hips to move, desperate to thrust up against the hand wrapped teasingly around his length. Nora had quickly brought him right to the edge, but since then her stroking had gradually slowed, leaving him an inch from an orgasm. Her touch was just enough to push him towards the edge, but not enough to push him over it -- instead his arousal just kept climbing, until he felt ready to explode. His libido flared as the heat inside continued to grow, his pride throbbing needfully in front of him, his balls boiling with seed despite their recent abuse. All it would take was a couple quick thrusts, or a few more quick strokes -- any kind of friction at all, really.
The overworked male quivered in place, riding on the edge of an orgasm, silently begging for someone to help him over the edge. Despite the agony radiating from his groin, Leon felt ready to blow his second load of the afternoon. He might even have gotten there on his own, if it weren't for the thigh that suddenly came thundering up between his legs, squashing his already-aching orbs up into his pelvis. Leon's eyes shot open in shock, searching for a moment before coming to rest on Kara, the one girl he'd trusted not to break his balls. He gasped wordlessly for a moment before managing a quiet squeak, as if to ask, Why?
Kara just grit her teeth. "Sorry," she growled, before drawing her leg back and slamming it upwards once again. She could picture the perv who'd been spying on her -- hell, they'd been in a mock fight just a few days ago in class. Was that why he'd looked so smug the whole time? The bastard. If they ever battled again, she'd have to be sure to knock his nuts up into his throat -- or maybe just rip 'em off entirely. After crushing them flat, of course. With that thought she brought her knee up one final time, grinding it up into Leon's groin for a moment before letting it drop and forcing herself to walk away.
At the same time the two women at Leon's sides let go, allowing the beaten man to crumple to the floor once again. Leon dropped like a stone, still unable to move, even if his body demanded he curl into the fetal position. Instead he just landed flat on his back, taking in shallow gasps of air, his legs still spread and his nutsac still open to whatever the girls had in mind next. Leon couldn't remember ever being in so much pain -- not even the professor had put him through this much agony. And of course, all the while his member continued to stand straight up from his crotch, the needy length engorged with arousal even if his nuts had been bashed to the edge of bursting.
Kara looked down at her boyfriend for a moment, panting with exertion. "Ugh. Damn pervert, watching me from the fucking tree--"
"Done?" asked Jewel cautiously.
Kara let out an aggravated sigh, turning to face her roommates with an exasperated look. "Yes...but just so you all know, we are definitely talking about this later."
Nora nodded quickly. "Sure sure, of course...but how was it? The ballbusting, I mean?"
Kara actually had to stop for a moment to consider the question. "Well...actually, that felt pretty good," she admitted sheepishly.
"See? We told you so," Jewel said, looking down at Leon lying spread-eagle on the floor. "And he's fine -- hardly a scratch on him."
"Y-Yeah, I guess you're right. I shouldn't be so worried." Kara exhaled, trying to relax after the rush of anger. "Still, I'm surprised he's in such good shape. I got a bit carried away there...I was kneeing him pretty hard. Sorry, Leon."
"I don't think he can hear you, sweetheart," Jewel said, chuckling. She bent down to look more closely at the man's ballsac. "You'd be surprised how much abuse a guy's testicles can take. I mean, they're needed in order to reproduce, so evolution made damn sure they could take a couple hits and still work."
Willow grinned. "Thank god -- otherwise we would've popped him before I even got a turn. Now come on, lemme at him," she stated, dropping to her knees. "Lemme see these."
Oh God! Leon felt his stomach lurch as the blonde roughly grabbed his nutsac, pulling the orbs tight in a vicious grip. "You're right, Kara, he's big," she commented, sizing up the man's package. Experimentally she flicked each of his gonads with a fingernail, Leon's leg twitching each time she made contact.
This continued for a few moments before Willow let go of her grip on his balls, instead merely hefting their weight in her palm. Leon let out a mental sigh of relief as she finally let go of his damaged babymakers -- but only for a moment. Suddenly a blinding agony took over his body as she grabbed him again, this time focusing on just his left ball. Leon found himself unable to scream as the blonde pinched his nut between two fingers, her fingertips almost meeting in the middle of his distorted testicle.
"They're funny little things, aren't they?" she mused, examining the orb. "Squishy."
Leon searched desperately for a way to signal her to stop, but instead she merely moved on to his other ball, this time using both hands to hold it in place. The male teetered on the edge of unconsciousness as she gave the rubbery sphere a firm squeeze, stressing it to the breaking point.
"Oh wow!" she giggled. "I felt my fingers touch! I didn't realize you could do that without popping it."
"Really?" asked Nora curiously. "Hang on, let me try."
A tortured mewl escaped Leon's throat as the brunette reached over and clamped down on his other gonad, squeezing it brutally between her fingers. Slowly but surely her fingers sunk into the trapped orb, until finally...
"Wow, you're right!" she exclaimed. "It just sort of squishes around your fingers...that's so weird." She glanced up at Leon's frozen face. "Can't imagine this feels too good for you, huh?"
"Oh, he'll be fine," said Jewel, arms folded across her chest. "As long as we don't damage anything, anyway. Besides, look at his cock -- he's still hard as a rock."
"Yeah, I guess so." Nora took a moment to gaze at Leon's pulsing length, even as she continued to prod at his testicle. "Still, can't say I envy him right now -- this has gotta be pretty uncomfortable."
'Uncomfortable' didn't begin to describe it. Leon had never realized it was even possible to be in this much pain -- between Nora crushing his left nut and Willow digging into his right, it felt like an eight-hundred pound gorilla was stomping on his balls. Not that that mental image helped anything. Oh God, why had he agreed to this; why couldn't he just pass out already--
"I guess that's enough." Nora let go of Leon's tortured nut, the orb reinflating to a distorted approximation of its usual shape. "We don't want to hurt him too bad, after all. Willow, you done yet?"
Willow frowned. "Eh, I guess." She gave Leon one more hard squeeze for good measure, his leg twitching in response to the added pressure. "I feel like I don't have the arm strength for this, though. I gotta figure out a better way to crush 'em. Maybe...hmm. Maybe I could try stomping on them?"
Kara shook her head. "Don't you remember? The professor said that's one of the easiest ways to pop one -- you're only supposed to do it if you really need the advantage."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure we promised Leon he'd be leaving with both his balls," Jewel added, looking down at their test subject.
Willow harumphed. "Well that sucks. He can't stand up any more, so I can't kick him..."
"Could you maybe just stand on them?" Nora asked. "I mean, that'd give you an idea what stomping feels like, without actually having to do it."
"Are we sure that's safe?" asked Kara hesitantly. "I don't wanna ruin him or anything."
"Oh come on," Willow replied, "they're practically made of rubber -- they can take a little weight." She weighed the Leon's balls in her hand, giving the twin orbs a rough squeeze. "Besides, I'd be standing on them barefoot, right? That way I should be able to feel if they're about to burst or anything. If it gets to a point where I'm gonna break something, then I'll stop. Promise. It'll all be alright." The blonde smirked. "After all, even if something does happen, it's not like he needs both of 'em."
"Willow!" Kara said, shocked.
"Well he doesn't," she replied matter-of-factly. "Plenty of guys lose a nut in this league and they're fine."
"Well sure," she argued, "but that's an accident, not something you go about doing on purpose!"
Willow rolled her eyes. "Anyway, the point is that you can keep a lookout and any time you want me to stop, I'll stop. Deal?"
Kara glanced down at Leon for a moment, gaze hovering on his already swollen ballsac. "Alright," she reluctantly agreed, "but you have to stop if I say so."
"But of course," she drawled sarcastically.
"This is gonna be so hot," Jewel grinned.
Willow took a few steps towards Leon, taking a moment to nudge his legs further apart for better access. She looked down at his scrotum for a moment, examining the twin orbs. "So...which one do you think I should step on?"
"Which one's bigger?" asked Nora.
"Good question." She placed her foot atop the male's battered spuds, flexing her toes to better feel their size. "The left one, I think, though it might just be more swollen."
"Well, step on that one. It's biggest, so it can probably take the most weight, right?" Nora shrugged. "That'd make sense to me, anyway."
"It's also going to be the nut with the most nerves," Jewel noted.
"Perfect!" Willow grinned widely. "Then let's get this party started." Without further ado she positioned herself, resting her foot above the male's larger left gonad and beginning to bear down...
Leon's mind was still swimming from the last round of squeezing he'd been put through -- it was hard enough just staying conscious, never mind following the girls' conversation. That being said, he definitely did notice when something began pressing down on his poor jewels once more, the gentle pressure slowly growing in intensity until alarm bells began to go off in his head.
Unfortunately for Leon, Willow was quickly getting tired of the slow and steady approach. Realizing that at the current rate this would take far too long, the blonde suddenly shifted about half her weight onto the bloated egg, sighing with satisfaction as the spud began to flatten accordingly.
Leon's hard skipped a beat at the sudden increase in pressure -- and then a wave of nausea came crashing over him, worse than any other nutpain he'd felt that afternoon. Behind his frozen facade, he was almost delirious with agony: unable to protect himself, he could do nothing but watch as his gonad slowly distorted under Willow's weight. He was forced to lie still as the blonde continued her work.
Willow, for her part, was reveling in the feeling of the Leon's nutmeat squishing slowly between her toes, the rubbery orb unable to keep its oval shape under the increasing pressure. "You have got to try this sometime," she said to the other women in the room, a stupid grin on her face as she continued to shift her weight forward. "It feels so good between your toes -- I don't know how to explain it."
"Well then keep going!" Nora encouraged. The brunette was biting her lip, obviously quite excited. One of her hands had begun to drift lower, quietly making its way towards her slit.
Leon could feel his world starting to turn black as Willow continued to crush his manhood, her bare foot bringing impossible pain to his bare balls. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered how many other men had been through this kind of experience: forced to watch as their testicles were slowly ground to a pulp under a woman's foot. Hopefully not many.
Willow continued along happily, continuing to add weight to her victim's trapped spunk-maker, but Kara was beginning to worry. If her senses were right, Leon was starting to get into trouble. "Willow, it seems like you're really close to popping his nut," she warned. "I think you should probably stop."
"Oh c'mon, just a little more?" she begged. "I've got almost all my weight on it, it's just the tiniest bit more to go."
Kara bit her lip, glancing down at the frozen male. Already his ball had been squashed flatter than she thought possible. "Well...alright," she relented. "But be careful. Do it slowly."
"Of course," Willow replied, grinning. "I want to savor this, after all."
Leon gurgled as the blonde continued to shift the last of her weight onto his poor gonad, which by now had begun squishing outwards on either side of her foot. All conscious thought was forced from his mind by the crushing force applied to the most delicate part of his anatomy. Even with the collar on to keep him still, his hips began to spasm slightly, trying to dislodge the woman and salvage whatever was left of his manhood. And yet despite it all, his member continued to stand proudly, the stiff length denied too many times to give up now. In fact, he'd was now drooling an almost constant stream of precum...though it was hard to say whether that was caused by his constant arousal or by Willow physically forcing it from his swollen balls.
The expression on Willow's face appeared almost orgasmic as she carefully brought the last of her weight down on Leon's poor nut, the abused orb trembling dangerously beneath the pressure. She paused for a long moment...then broke into a huge smile. "That's it!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I'm standing on it! I'm standing on his nut!"
"Prove it!" called out Jewel.
"Of course," she replied, grinning. "Wait wait, ready? Watch this." There was another moment's pause, and then...
Nora whistled. "Nicely done!" exclaimed the brunette.
Leon opened his eyes to a sight he would unfortunately never be able to forget: the blonde balancing on one leg, his flattened testicle trapped firmly underfoot. His nutflesh bulged obscenely from between her toes, seeking some escape from the ungodly pressure, finding only the bare minimum of space necessary for survival. He could see several of her toes poised dangerously over bubbles of nutmeat, bloated protrusions stuffed so full-to-bursting that the slightest additional pressure might make something burst. And as soon as one bubble was popped...well, there was no way his ball would be anything but a mushy mess.
Meanwhile, Willow was busy celebrating her victory. "Oh God," the blonde gushed, looking down with glee at her toes, "you have no idea how good this feels. It's just...it's really satisfying, for some reason."
"Resilient little things, aren't they?" commented Nora. "I'm still amazed they can take that much weight."
"Yeah, well, his ball looks like it's right on the edge of bursting," Kara commented, a mild look of worry on her face. "Willow, if you hadn't skipped breakfast this morning I think Leon might be missing a testicle right about now."
"Well I guess it's a good thing I skipped, then," said the blonde, grinning. "Although I must say...I am kinda curious how it would feel to have one pop between my toes."
"Willow," Kara warned.
"I know, I know, I wasn't going to. I'm just...curious." She looked down. "Maybe in a fight someday or something. Somebody who doesn't deserve 'em. That annoying skinny kid who keeps chatting me up in math class could probably stand to lose a nut or two."
"I look forward to it," Kara replied, still with a tone of urgency in her voice. "Now would you mind getting off my boyfriend's balls?"
"Oh fine." The blonde flexed her toes one more time, grinning, before setting her other foot down, mercifully taking her weight off of Leon's manhood. Leon was too far gone to even notice as Willow finally stepped away, her weight coming off of his now-flattened gonad. She frowned slightly as she set her foot back down on solid ground, disappointed at the lack of anything rubbery beneath her toes.
The rest of the group, however, was still focused on the handiwork she'd left behind. "Wow, look at it," whispered Nora. "It's so flat." Sure enough, Leon's testicle remained paper-thin, the blonde's footprint roughly indented in the center.
"Not really a 'ball' anymore, is it?" remarked Jewel with a grin. "Willow, you might not have popped his nut, but I've got a feeling Leon here might be shooting blanks for a while."
"Do you really think it's gonna stay like that?" asked Willow, a hint of concern in her voice. "I mean, I didn't mean to crush it or anything. What do we do if it doesn't, y'know...reinflate?"
Kara sighed. "I can fix that," she answered, reaching down.
Leon could do nothing except let out a quiet squeak as the girl of his affections reached down, grabbed his flattened testicle, and squeezed, using the vicious force in order to crush his ball back into shape. Much to Willow's relief, the flattened orb slowly regained its original shape, albeit several sizes larger than it had been before. Kara inspected the sphere for another moment, ensuring there were no ruptures before letting it slip from her grasp.
"Wow...it's really swollen," giggled Nora, bending down to hold the oversized nut in her hands. She compared it briefly to its brother, the ball that Willow had spared. "And I thought his nuts were swollen before. Hope that's not a problem."
"Yeah," said Kara, "as far as I can tell everything should be alright. Nothing seems to be broken, just squashed a bit. As long as he rests up, he'll be fine. Of course, that having been said, I think we should probably call it a day...for Leon's sake."
"Sounds reasonable," said Jewel.
"Everyone get all the practice they need?" asked Kara
"I'm all set," said Nora.
"Same," echoed Jewel.
"...I wouldn't mind one more kick, to be honest," said Willow, still looking down at Leon.
Kara scowled at her.
"Oh fine," the blonde said, relenting. "I guess I'm done too, then."
"Great. Then let's get Leon back to our room where he can rest up." Kara looked up. "Jewel, how do you turn the collar off?"
"Oh, right." The redhead grinned. "Just flip the little yellow switch at the bottom. Watch out, though -- he's been hard this whole time, so I wouldn't be surprised if he blows a load on you the second you take it off."
Kara glanced down at her bare rack for a moment. "Well...worse things have happened," she mumbled to herself, tossing caution aside and deactivating the electrical device. She winced as she carefully slid it off of his throbbing pole, the length twitching eagerly at her touch, but she managed to get it off without making Leon explode.
As soon as the ring had been turned off, Leon's body began moving again -- slowly but surely. He instantly began curling into a ball, his hands moving to clutch his tortured ballsac. Unfortunately, the instinctual impulse to collapse into the fetal position did nothing to soothe the apocalyptic agony radiating from his gonads and overloading his nervous system -- though it did help cover them from any further abuse. There was that, at least.
"Heh." Jewel chuckled. "That's your standard ballbusted guy, alright -- trying to double up and protect the goods. I bet he's been dying to do that ever since we started."
Kara frowned down at the boy she'd roped into this whole mess, still focused on the needy length standing out proudly from his groin. "Poor guy -- we're probably giving him blue balls on top of everything else." She glanced over at her roommates. "Do you think we should get him off now? It probably wouldn't take more than a couple strokes.'
Jewel shook her head. "With the state his nuts are in? I think that would be even more painful. Unless he wants you to, anyway."
"True. I'll ask him." Kara placed a hand on his shoulder, looking down into his eyes. "Hey, Leon. You there?"
Leon was far beyond hearing at the moment...though he was trying to say something. At the moment, though, all he could manage was a soft, high-pitched whine.
"Leon?" Kara repeated, still searching for a response. She waved a hand in front of his eyes. "Huh. He's not responding."
"He probably just a little overwhelmed," said Willow. "We've gotta give him a few minutes to loosen up again."
"Well, we only have the practice arena until...oh shit," said Kara, glancing at the clock in the corner of the room. "The next group is gonna be here any minute now -- we've gotta get moving. Where should we put Leon?"
"Well," said Nora, "we were already planning on inviting him to our room later...wanna just bring him over now?"
Just then, Leon interrupted with a high, pained squeak, rocking over onto his side, hands still clasped tightly between his legs. "Ohh," he moaned. "My...my BALLS!"
"Yeah," added Jewel, largely ignoring Leon's cries, "if we take him to our room, we can make sure he's alright while he's recovering. That, and make sure no one else hears him squealing about his balls for the next hour."
"Heh. Sounds like a plan -- to our room it is." Kara grabbed her bag, slinging it over a shoulder. "Let's get out of here, then."
Moments later the group was scurrying down the hallway towards their room, carrying a moaning, crumpled Leon between them.
