Swimsuit Modeling is a Surprisingly Painful Job (Part 5)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1cd8lix/swimsuit_modeling_is_a_surprisingly_painful_job/)

At some later time, the girls each took hold of me by one of my elbows and tried to gently pull me up. I could feel them pulling, but initially I wasn’t moving. However, they were quite insistent, continuing to pull and also saying “Come on! Get up!”

Finally, I both gave up trying to resist their cajoling and managed to barely stand on my feet despite how tender and pained my poor balls still felt. Once I was on my feet, Alexis took over, putting me in a side headlock. Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a side headlock before, but it generally means that your head is sort of locked there against someone’s chest. My older brother used to do it to me when I was younger. But, by comparison, this was distinctly different.

The biggest difference between how this felt when my teenage brother would do it and having Alexis lock my head in the same place is that Alexis has boobs. Specifically, she has nice big, soft titties and when she put her arm around my neck the result was that my face was smashed right against one of those tits of hers. She was still wearing her bikini top, of course, but it was pretty skimpy, and all that side boob it wasn't covering was just pressed right against the top of my face.

She pulled me over just a bit, positioning me. This left me a little off balance, so I wound up spreading my legs apart to give myself a wider stance so that I wouldn't fall. I heard the photographer say, "That's perfect," but the meaning of it didn't really pentrate my awareness.

At least, not until I heard Lisa say "3.. 2.. 1" and suddenly felt her knee strike my testicles. It wasn't that hard a hit, but it did catch me unprepared, so I grunted in pain and tried to move around. Alexis had me in a very firm headlock, though, so there wasn't anywhere I could go. Instinctively, I also tried to cover my nuts with my hands, but my torso was almost horizontal and I didn't really have anything I could grip except my aching nuts themselves, which I didn't want to pull on. So I had to try holding my arms up to shield my balls and I soon found that I was unable to do that for very long. It's hard to hold your arms horizontal for very long without any support. Soon my arms began to shake and then I had to give up on my attempt at shielding them.

In the meantime, I heard the photographer saying to Lisa, "No, that just didn't look right. Why don't we try a kick instead?"

"Sure!" Lisa had said.

So, when I let my arms fall, almost immediately I heard "3.. 2.. 1" and Lisa kicked my balls from behind. I think she was still going somewhat easy on me, but it was hard enough that I gasped from the pain and squirmed in the headlock, and tried to cover my nuts again.

Attempts to shield myself failed for the same reason as before, but the squirming in the headlock was actually kind of nice. It meant that my face was rubbing against her boob, which I definitely enjoyed. I made a little plan to next time do intentionally what I had just done accidentally that time. My nuts might have been in pain, but that didn't stop me from wanting to enjoy myself in other ways.

Next, though, it turned out to be time for the girls to switch places. Once Lisa came over to take over, only then did Alexis release me. So, basically, I went from being squished against Alexis's left boob to being squished against Lisa's right boob when possession of my head was exchanged with one very brief moment during the exchange when I actually had one squashing me from each side. My aching nuts did not stop me from being rock hard at this point.

As I was enjoying my position there against Lisa's lovely, soft breast, I heard an excited-sounding Alexis begin to count down "3.. 2.. 1" And then she kicked me in the balls so hard that it lifted my back end up off the ground just a little.

I shrieked in pain and collapsed to the ground. My head left Lisa's grasp as my legs lost any ability to support me and I fell forward. I lay on the ground moaning in pain and cradling my aching testicles with my hands. Through the fog of pain, I could hear Alexis laughing with delight, but this time, no one else was laughing.

It took a bit for the pain to recede some. I felt my testicles to make sure that they were still intact. They were fine, but so, so sensitive. Even just touching them myself to make sure they were whole was painful.

At that point, all I wanted to do was to lie there on the cool sand and wait until my testicles no longer hurt. Unfortunately for me, though, after a bit, the girls and the photographers didn't want to wait any more. The girls had gotten down on their knees beside me, and they took hold of me and rolled me onto my back. The idea of resisting them didn't occur to me at the time.

Lisa took hold of my arms and pulled them away from my crotch and then climbed onto my chest, sitting on me in the school girl pin position with her folded legs pinning down my shoulders and her barely covered pussy tantalizingly close to my face. She was leaning forward using her hands to hold my arms above my head. In retrospect, I don't know why I let her get me in such a vulnerable position, probably it was just that I was exhausted from the stress of all the ball busting and still highly attracted to her.

Alexis straddled my stomach facing the opposite direction and right away took hold of my nuts. Just her grabbing them made me gasp and start to squirm a little.

“Wow!” she said. “Are they that sensitive?”

“They’re really tender from the kicking,” I said.

“Oh, oops. Sorry!” she said, sounding more amused than regretful.

As she held them in one hand, she used her other hand to prod and poke them, causing me to groan and fidget underneath them. I couldn’t really move much, though. A school girl pin might not seem like that big a deal, but having a person’s full weight on my chest and another on my stomach really made it hard to move much. I mean, these were relatively thin girls, but I’m sure that they were each somewhere over a hundred pounds. So squirming a little was about all I could do.

After a little bit of the prodding, Alexis said to the photographer, “Okay, I’m gonna switch to squeezing now.”

I swallowed hard, afraid of how much it was going to hurt. “Please,” I said, “not too hard.”

“Don’t worry,” she said. And then her hands clamped down hard on my nuts.

I was immediately in agony. I whimpered in pain. My gut clenched from the referred pain and the whole of my torso tensed up. My legs were the only part of me which was free, and they just sort of thrashed about. I did it without thinking, instinctively my legs just moved about, as if trying to find some position which would relieve the pain. But, of course, no matter how they moved, her hands stayed just as attached to my aching testes, crushing them between her fingers and her palms.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she let go. I felt such relief. My legs finally collapsed back into a resting position and my guys unclenched.

“And now I’m going to do some punching,” she announced.

“Sounds good,” said the photographer.

Alexis gathered up my balls in her left hand and cocked her right hand up above. “3 .. 2 .. 1” she counted down and then delivered a punch to my trapped right nut.

I was anticipating another round of hell, but, fortunately, this punch wasn’t actually that hard. I mean, my balls were still tender, and I grunted when she hit, but compared to the squeezing, it wasn’t really that intense.

“Okay, I got a good shot,” I heard the photographer say.

“Let me try one more,” Alexis said, “I think I can get him harder.”

“Sure, go for it.”

“3 .. 2 .. 1,” she counted and then she punched my balls probably twice as hard as the previous time. It was enough to really make my gut clench and make me yelp in pain. This time she chuckled to hear my response to her assault. “Yep, that was better.”

She climbed off of my stomach. And then Lisa got up off of my shoulders. For a moment, I thought we might finally be done, but then Alexis sat down where Lisa had been. I looked up at her, and of course, she looked terribly sexy, just as Lisa had before her. She was looking down at me and smiling. “I wish I could make you eat my pussy,” she said, “but we’re in public, and plus I kind of have to keep the swimsuit on to model it.”

The photographer had overheard what she was saying. “You can slide down onto his face more if you want, though.”

“Oh, that does sound fun!” She repositioned herself so that she really was sitting on my face with her pussy lips right against my lips, separated from them only by a thin piece of spandex. My erection quickly started to grow from having her pussy right there. I could feel it and smell her arousal. Just as I reached full mast, Lisa sat down on me. When Alexis was on that side, she had sat on my stomach, near my belly button, but Lisa sat further down towards my hips, and as she sat down, her weight ended up just resting on the head of my now hard dick.

I found myself suddenly really intensely horny. I wanted to fuck these two girls so badly. Instead, though, Lisa took hold of my aching nuts in both hands and started to squeeze. Her grip was almost as bad as Alexis’s had been, and soon my guts were clenched, my legs were thrashing around, and I was whimpering in pain, this time right into Alexis’s pussy. She grabbed me by the hair and started grinding her pussy against my mouth.

At that moment, I honestly had no idea what I was feeling. I was in so much pain, but also so horny, I just felt like my brain was short-circuiting. But, really, it isn’t like there was anything I could do differently anyway. I writhed a little and moaned in pain. Every little movement I made with my head or every little sound I made with my lips just wound up being a form of rubbing against Alexis’s barely covered pussy lips. My cock was throbbing with arousal while my balls were in terrible pain from the pressure Lisa was putting on them.

Finally, she let them go, very much to my relief. I let out a brief sigh of relief, again, with my lips right against Alexis’s bikini bottom. But my relief was short-lived.

“Okay, I think I’m just going to try a bunch of punches without counting down each one. Is that okay?”

“Sure.”

Lisa grabbed my balls with her left hand and then suddenly I felt her fist hit me in my trapped nuts. The first blow wasn’t that bad. I jerked a little and grunted, but it was more out of surprise than pain. The second punch was harder, though, enough to force a reaction out of me. The third punch was even harder, and soon I found myself moaning and my legs starting to move again. She punched several more times, getting more and more forceful. I was soon moaning non-stop into Alexis’s pussy as Lisa’s little fist smashed into my nuts again and again.

Suddenly Alexis did a little extra squirming and her whole body sort of shook foot a moment or two. I suspect she had an orgasm, but it's hard for me to be sure.

Shortly afterwards, Lisa finished up her barrage of punches by giving me one extra hard punch to finish things. The other punches had not been light, but this one she seemed to put her whole weight behind, just absolutely squishing my nuts between her first and her hand. The pain was so intense and my body so desperate to escape the agony that I bucked suddenly, throwing the girls a little off balance, but not actually getting myself free.

I continued to loan and writhe under them for a moment before Lisa got up off me. Alexis shifted and I thought she was climbing off me, but actually she leaned back, twisted some, and punched me hard in the balls as well.

I grunted in agony and my legs came together and my knees came up as I tried to curl into the fetal position. Alexis gave a cheerful laugh, clearly amused by my response. "That one was just for fun," she said as she finally climbed off of my face and stood up.

I curled up into a ball, finally being able to grab my tender orbs with my hands.

"I think it'll be a while until he gets up," Lisa said. "Maybe we overdid it."

"Well, we only have time for one more shot," the photographer said. "And I've got an idea of what we could do which doesn't require him getting up."

She came over to the girls and dirty if whispered and pointed until they understood the plan. I think she wanted them to take me by surprise.

As I lay there on the cool sand, curled into my ball, I realized that the two girls had come over. Suddenly, each girl grabbed one of my ankles. Alexis had my left, and Lisa my right. They lifted them up into the air and out away from my body, causing my legs to make a vee shape. It required some effort on their part because I didn't really want to uncurl and have them attack my poor, tender testes yet again. But by this point, I was exhausted from all the pain. Having your muscles clenched from pain a lot is more exhausting than I had realized. So they did manage to overcome my resistance.

Still, though, I had my hands covering my nuts. Alexis used her foot to try to nudge them away. "Come on. It's the last position. Just this and then you're done."

"No, please," I said.

"Come on, please," she said in a pleading tone of voice.

I shook my head and didn't move my hands.

“Come on. It’s the very last position. How about this: let us do this, and I’ll flash my tits afterwards. Maybe Lisa will, too?” she asked, looking at Lisa.

“Sure. I’ll give him a tit flash.”

The thought of both of them showing me their bare breasts did sound enticing. I had gotten a quick look at Lisa’s earlier, but they were pretty nice and another look sounded nice, and I hadn’t seen Alexis’s yet. Slowly, I withdrew my hands and tried to ready myself for whatever last mean thing they were going to do to my nuts.

“Thanks! Okay, put your hands on your head to make sure you don’t change your mind,” Alexis said.

I did what she said. Then they repositioned themselves slightly, and then each lifted one of their feet. It suddenly occurred to me what they were planning: a double nut stomp. They were each going to stomp one of my nuts. I’d never had that happen before, but I could tell that this was going to hurt.

I heard them count down together. “3 … 2 … 1”, they counted, mostly in sync with each other, but not entirely, and then they stomped. They didn’t quite go at the same time. Alexis’s foot came down faster, getting my left nut hard. Lisa’s was slower and less accurate. It sort of glanced off of Alexis’s foot and slapped my right ball a little. The stomp on my left ball set me to moaning. It had just gotten crushed right against me and it hurt so bad.

My guts clenched up and my body tried to roll around in pain, but with each of them having hold of one of my legs, I didn’t really get anywhere.

“We didn’t really get him at once,” Alexis observed.

“I can stomp a little quicker this time,” Lisa said. “Let’s give it another go.”

“Okay,” Alexis said, cheerily.

Together they started their countdown, still a little off sync, with Alexis saying three right before Lisa.

As they began their countdown, the logical thing for me to do would have been to use my hands to cover my nuts and attempt to protect them, but somehow my pain addled brain decided to sort of wave my hands in front of me as if I was trying to stop something which was about to run into me and say “No, please!” But they were undeterred.

“Two,” they said, this time almost together.

“No,” I pleaded.

“One,” they said, both exactly at the same time and smiling broadly, happy that they’d figured out their coordination. And then as one, they brought their feet down together, hard and fast, each smashing one of my poor trapped testicles flat. I howled in pain, and started to thrash. But they each still held one of my legs up in the air with both of them still holding my ankle firmly.

Seeing my reaction to the stomp, they each smiled wider and laughed, despite themselves, and then they let go of my legs, first Alexis and then Lisa as well. I rolled into a ball, holding my poor testicles, praying that no further assault on them would come. My whole world was just an aching, cramping pain which was both in my balls and in my gut. I shut my eyes and rocked back and forth a little, hoping that the pain would lessen.

A couple of minutes later, I felt one of the girls touching my shoulder. I opened my eyes a little, and it was Lisa touching my shoulder. They were both kneeling on the sand in front of the direction I was facing. I was confused for a moment, but then they smiled and lifted their tops, exposing their boobs for me. I realized that they were fulfilling their earlier promise. It was nice getting to see their nipples. Alexis had larger pink ones, and Lisa’s were still smaller and brown and the nubs were nicely erect.

I stared while I could, but after just a bit, they each put their tops back into position, covering their nipples again. And then they got up, and headed back toward the area with the changing trailer. I just lay there. My nut pain had faded enough that I was able to focus on tits for a few moments, but without the distraction, I couldn’t help but notice how much it still hurt. I closed my eyes again and waited for the pain to dull while the world went on around me.

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1cew995/swimsuit_modeling_is_a_surprisingly_painful_job/)