True Strip Club Experience - part 2/3

We walked back into the strip club. It didn't take too much to convince everyone to go back, thank god. We didn't get a table this time, so as we sat by the stage I scanned the room to see if Harley was working again.

My balls had swelled a bit more overnight and the ache was a constant. A group of strippers came over to socialize and try to get some dances out of us. As they started giving lap dances to some of my buddies, I felt a hand on my shoulder and an alluring voice whisper in my ears.

"How are those balls off yours feeling?" There was no one else it could be, it was Harley.

She seemed much less distant today and almost as excited to see me as I was her.

She sat in the chair next to me with one arm around me and the other on my thigh. The table kept my friends from seeing her hand slide up to my groin. I slightly winced as she gripped my balls. She started increasing the pressure and I could tell she was enjoying the game of teasing me without my friends noticing.

"They feel a bit bigger today. I seem to have really done a number on them, don't you think?"

I only nodded my head, still trying to keep my composure so my friends wouldn't realize what's going on.

"You didn't happen to jerk off after our time together, did you," Harley asked quietly.

"No I did not," I whispered.

"Good boy, now let's pick up where we left off," she said with one last squeeze before standing up and walking towards the private rooms, leaving me to scramble and catch up to her.

I caught up to her in the same room as before.

"Man I'm glad you're here again. I haven't been able to stop thinking abo..."

THUMP

Her foot connected solidly with my balls. The air escaped my lungs as I fell onto the couch.

"Had to set the tone for our time together. Now take off your pants, but keep your underwear on in case someone barges in. I'm just getting started on those balls. Unless... you've changed your mind?" She wasn't even looking at me as she removed her dress and hung it up on a hook. She stood over me in her panties and stripper heels as I complied and sat back on the couch.

She crouched between my legs and put her hands through the hole in the front of my briefs and pulled my balls out so they lay exposed.

"I could tell you had an impressive pair last night, but I have to say these are prettier up close. Now lets get that cock out too." She puled my cock through the hole in my briefs as well and took a step back to admire.

"I'm glad you didn't jerk off. I want your balls to be full and heavy for me. I think you're going to like what I have in store for you," Harley says sensually as she slowly tightens her grip around each of my balls.

My cock is twitching in the air as you relentlessly squeeze.

She puts her tits in my face as I whimper. I suckle on her nipple before she instructs me to stand up.

I stand up with my hands behind my back. Harley gently strokes my cock for a second before she starts raining kicks, knees, and punches to my balls. She is absolutely relentless as I try to stay on my feet.

"I love how much of a pervert you are. I'm impressed you've been able to take this much pain. Most other men would have tapped out by now. Now it's time for your reward." Harley rubs my shoulders as I'm hunched over and guides me to sit back on the couch.

Harley lifts my balls and turns them over in her hands, admiring the redness and swelling she's caused.

"Harley, I don't think I can take anymore. I'm at my limit," I say. My eyes pleading with her for mercy. "My balls are really sore. I've never felt anything like this before.

Harley just chuckles to herself, "you misunderstood me when I said it was time for a rewards. You've been so strong for me and I've had so much fun hurting you. I want to show my appreciation.

She lowers her head and takes the tip of my cock in her mouth. Just then there was a knock at the door from the bouncer signaling the end of our time.

"Oh man, I didn't even get to make you cum. Are you planning on coming back tomorrow?" She asks as she takes the full length of my cock down her throat before tucking my junk back into my briefs.

"Absolutely," I said. In my mind there was nothing that would stop me from coming back again.

She gave me her phone and told me to put my number in it. "Text me when you're coming and I'll make sure I'm ready for you."

"And don't relieve yourself beforehand. If you jerk off, my punishment will be something you won't enjoy."

We both put our clothes back on before she takes my hand and leads me back to my friends. My mind is swimming. I can't believe that this was really happening. My balls are throbbing with the pain, but all I can think about is how her mouth felt on my cock.

A minute after she walks away my phone gets a notification. It was a text.

- "Remember, no jerking off. It's my cum and I want all of it."

"I wouldn't dream of it" was my only response.