Part 4 Leonie wants to dance

It's Sunday, i had drunk too much again and had a bad hangover. To distract myself, I searched for some porn on my phone. I had found something. My fiancée had been on a business trip for a few days and would be away for another two weeks. When I was finished, I looked around my house a bit looking for a bottle of water, it must have been a wild night, there is dirt everywhere. I definitely have to clean this up before my fiancée comes back, luckily I still have 2 weeks to do that, I thought. I grinned when I saw a used condom on the kitchen floor, one of my party guests didn't need to watch porn. I felt sick and went to the bathroom. Afterwards I immediately started cleaning up the house... Four weeks have passed since my last visit to Leonie. After all the experience I really thought about not visiting again. However, the more time passed, the more I thought about her. I called her in the evening and made an appointment to meet her the following Wednesday.

She knew that I was very talented with crafts and on Monday evening she sent me a sketch of a small stool that I should build for her. She said that she needed it for the household and if I brought it to her on Wednesday, she would be grateful. I found the thing very strange, it looked quite impractical to me. Approximately 35cm high, just as wide and 100cm long. There is a 15cm hole in the middle. Anyway, I built it. I didn't have anything else to do anyway. I made it foldable to save space when storing and transporting it.

I arrived at Leonie's on Wednesday evening and rang the doorbell. She opened the door for me dressed in a red dress, she looked stunning. She was wearing her stilettos again, which worried me a bit. “Come in, strong man,” she said cheerfully. “I see you have the stool with you, we'll try it out right away.” I followed her in, we went into the living room and sat on the couch. Some small talk followed. She ran her hand down my thigh. “It’s time for you to get out of your jeans.” Today I want to dance, ON YOUR BALLS.” she said sweetly, looking me in the eyes. “I specially put on my favorite dress.” “It sounds kind of painful,” I replied. “And very funny,” she laughed.

She explained to me how she imagines the whole thing: She brought a new type of surgical spreader with her from the hospital where she works. These look like small rubber tires and have an inner diameter of about 4 cm. “We’ll put your nuts through that. She pointed to the hole in the middle. Look the rubber is completely flexible and soft. But when pressure is applied to the outside diameter, it becomes completely stiff and hard. So first we put your balls through the hole and then we put the rubber through the hole in the stool you made. Then your balls stick out of the stool and there is a solid surface underneath.” “How do we get it out of there later?” I asked. “That’s a problem for later,” she laughed. "Let's get started and get undressed." I'll get some lubricant and some duct tape while I'm at it." She left and I took off my clothes. When she came back she said, “Stand against the wall with your legs apart and put your hands on your thighs.” I got rock hard when I heard that. She laughed, “It’s not starting yet. Your balls shouldn't swell yet, otherwise we won't be able to get them through the ring. I'm not kicking you, still no reason to be happy. I want to tape your hands to your thighs so that you don't reach between them." I got scared. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to come back after all. She wrapped my wrists to my thighs. Then she rubbed my balls with lubricant and pulled them through the rubber ring. “Shit, I'm horny, oh fuck it, my balls are done now,” she said and quickly hit my balls a few times with her fist while laughing.

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The rubber held them in place. It really hurt. “Oh, it’s going to be so hot,” she whispered. "Lie on your back, wait, I'll help you, you can't support yourself." She said and helped me lay on my back. Then she took the stool and pushed the rubber through the hole in the stool with my balls in the middle. “It looks very good, they’re lying here like they’re on a display,” she said, tapping the rubber with her finger. “Hard as wood. Then something occurs to me. Wait a minute.” She walked away and came back with a large wooden spoon and her brass knuckles. “No wait… you wanted to dance…” I said. She pulled down her panties under the dress and said, "It's your break now," then stuffed the panties into my mouth. It was now completely wet and tasted nice like her.

She sat down next to me put a ball on the stool and started hitting it fast and hard with her naked fist.

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The pain was immediately severe. I writhed under the stool but had nowhere to go, I was completely immobile, I realized that now.
She grinned evilly at me: "It's going to be a long evening for us." I am very happy with my idea of the stool.” She continued to hit.

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Not only was I fixed, my poor balls were too, with every stroke they had nowhere to go. Each time they were squeezed between her fist and the surface of the stool. It hurt incredibly. “Let’s see how it works with the spoon,” she said. She took the spoon and hit my balls quickly and hard with it too.

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I gagged. “What the hell?!?” she shouted “no, it’s too early for that. I'll get you something for the nausea." She pulled the panties out of my mouth and said: "I'll be right back." She walked away. I was at the end. This devil is killing me, I thought. “I have a really good remedy for stomach cramps and as a little bonus it makes you feel a little euphoric. Should I give it to you?” she said when she came back. “Give it to me,” I wheezed. She put the pill in my mouth and gave me some water after it. “While we’re waiting, I’ll take a look at the interim results.” You giggled, inspiring your testicles. “They are already swollen and nice and red.” She cradled them in her hand. “Cool, you can really feel them throbbing,” she said. Using light pressure, she rolled the eggs between her fingers. I grimaced painfully. She smiled. “Wait and see how much this will hurt. I'm looking forward to it." "Wait Leonie... I need a break..." I managed to say. “Ah, you're feeling better. Good. Would you rather have the panties or the gag ball in your mouth?” she asked with a wink. She was right. Except for the terrible pain in my testicles, I felt better again. I apparently thought about it for too long: “No matter you get the panties, I want to continue.” With these words she pushed the panties back into my mouth. “I want to hit your balls a little more” with these words she placed the brass knuckles on her right hand. “This will probably never get boring,” she giggled. She struck quickly and hard again and again.

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A tear ran down my cheek. It hurt incredibly. I wanted to say the safe word, but nothing came out. The panties were in my mouth. I started shaking. “Oh, that's a shame, I thought the stomach medicine had a euphoric effect. That's probably not the case. Well, bad luck for you. I'll continue with links now. I'm also left-handed, I don't know if I've told you that before." With these words she pulled the brass knuckles onto her left hand and started hitting again.

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I writhed in pain. Her left was much stronger than her right. I was shaking all over, started sweating and screamed into the panties. “Take it easy, strong man. Before we start dancing, I'd better turn on the music. Otherwise the neighbors will probably call the police,” she said to me and turned up the music loudly. Leonie apparently found my physical condition very funny. She couldn't get herself together anymore. She took off her dress and shoes; she didn't have a bra underneath. She stood naked on the stool next to my testicles. She pokes at them lightly with her toes: “They look great. "It's really big." She grinned at me. "Shall we dance?" She stood on tiptoes and stood in front of my balls. Then she reached between her legs, I saw she was completely wet, then she licked her fingers and slowly placed her heels on my balls. “Now the fun begins” she said cheekily. She started bobbing up and down slowly, then faster and harder. Her small breasts moved in rhythm. They jumped up and down. It looked great, I would have enjoyed it if it wasn't such incredible torture. It hurt incredibly. The whole thing lasted about 5 minutes, 5 minutes in which I wished I was dead.
“You seem to be having fun too” she said to me. “It's a shame the music is so loud, otherwise I could hear your screams better. But maybe it will... I'll turn on other music." She got down from the stool and turned on metal music, not quieter but at least relaxing for a moment, I thought. My abdomen was nothing but pain. She came again and pressed on my nuts with the ball of her foot as if she was trying to crush an insect under her foot. Always in tune with the roaring music. “I finally hear you, even though you have my panties in your mouth. Now I want to try something else that just occurred to me. That's ok “It could hurt now.” I see her standing on the stool and lifting her.

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She slammed her right heel right into my balls. I scream, almost swallowing the panties. It hurts incredibly. “That was cool…” I heard her say. I was like in a trance. I was shaking, couldn't breathe, and squeezed my eyes shut. " here we go"
I heard before the chaos overtook me.

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She stomped 5 times in quick succession. I convulsed all over my body. If there is a hell, I guess I had arrived there. “Does it work as well with the left foot? Let’s try it.”

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The result was incredibly painful. Before this attack, I thought it couldn't get any worse. But things got worse. I totally tensed up and cried. "Oh no. It goes a little further. But first, some relaxation. “I’m almost running out,” said Leonie. She sat on the stool with her legs apart and kept sliding over my incredibly thick testicles. It didn't take long until she came convulsively. Of course, the whole thing caused me more pain, so much so that I also cramped. "You see, we're both cramping, it's nice if the ballbusting has a similar effect on both of us." she said sensually. “We’ll be done soon too. I've never seen your two balls as big as they are today. It's been great fun so far, and I think it will continue to be. Next I want to try something a little more serious, I'll jump on your nuts. Don't worry, I only weigh 42 kg, they will probably survive without any problems. Haha. I'd like to score 5 direct hits and then we'll finally fuck." I don't think I'm hearing correctly. Leonie is really a monster, she's going to castrate me. I try to protest with my great pain, but I can't come up with anything sensible with the panties in my mouth. Leonie couldn't hear me either because of the loud music, she probably wouldn't have cared anyway. She gets on the stool.

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Unconscious. I briefly dreamed of a beautiful place without pain where a naked Leonie dances and laughs with me in a beautiful garden. Burning pain tore me from this place.
Leonie pushed smelling salts under my nose and hit my eggs with a wooden spoon. It sounded something like drums were playing. It hurt like hell. "You fell asleep for a moment, then I thought, while you're sleeping I need a distraction and hit you with a spoon." she grinned. "You've done 1/5. Your testicles really don't look normal anymore; a doctor would recommend you go to the hospital. “But I’m not your doctor today, so you’re not going anywhere.” She stood up and went back to the stool. She jumped.

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Strangely enough, I hardly felt any pain this time, I was surprised and looked at Leonie. She jumped again.

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“3/5.” she looks at me. “Aren’t you in pain?” she pulled the panties out of my mouth. I replied: “I'm surprised too, I'm fine, I just feel cozy warmth in my stomach. It's too beautiful right now." Leonie screams, "You're in shock. Your nervous system is overwhelmed and reacts like this. This is great and we have to take advantage of it, we have to hurry.” She runs into the kitchen and comes back immediately. She has a meat tenderizer in her hand. “You always surprise me,” she said. I've dreamed of this for a long time. “I’m going to beat your balls with it now,” she said. I was like in a trance and said: “Do it!” she started beating.

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“Wow, that’s hot,” she moans. “Your balls are so swollen that they are cutting off their own blood supply through the rubber ring. They're already turning completely blue. We don't have much time left. I'm going to accelerate again with the meat tenderizer and then do the two jumps. Then your nuts have to get out of there, otherwise I might kick myself in the ass next time. And it's so much fun." She hit my testicles 20 times with full force, alternating between them. I didn't feel anything and even cheered her on "harder Leonie, harder". I felt Like i was on drugs. Then she stood up and jumped on my balls.

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“4/5 your balls are bomb.” she jumped.

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She landed and I watched her. She ran into the kitchen and came back with soft soap and ice spray. She was literally dripping from her pussy. Then there was another punch in the balls. She then sprayed all of my eggs with ice spray. Removed the stool, the hole that the rubber had accommodated was now almost too small for my huge swollen balls.

Then she rubbed everything with soft soap and began to pull the rubber away from my body with all her strength. Thank God I didn't feel anything yet, that would definitely have hurt like hell. With a pop the rubber came off and Leonie landed on her bare ass. She say: “That would be done. I’ll take a look at your balls and examine them.” She straddles my thigh and rolls my testicles in her fingers. “Everything is still there, but they are well deformed and extremely swollen. I like it. As long as you're still in shock, I could still kick you properly." She jumps up and kicks me hard 6 times.

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Then I remembered what we were doing here and the pain came back. I screamed like crazy. Leonie immediately sat on my face and had one pulsating climax after the next.

After an endless amount of time, things got better. Leonie climbed off me, sweaty.
“My pussy is sore. But I really want to fuck you, so today it's anal. Before that, I'll blow you hard." When I heard that, I was almost hard. Leonie still played with my cock with her tongue and sucked it rock hard. I thought she had castrated me earlier, but now everything was forgotten. She put my cock with lube in her tight warm asshole. It was heaven. She rode like crazy. We actually came at the same time. She then freed my hands, which were still glued to my thighs. Afterwards I was completely exhausted and fell asleep lying on the floor. The next morning I woke up alone in the apartment; Leonie had probably already gone to work. I dragged myself home and called in sick.

The next few days were hell. I had to walk with my legs apart and was in terrible pain. Leonie texted me a few days later: you could also play golf on the stool...

I thought the woman had a flaw.