Humiliation At The Tournament - Semi Finals: A Girl With A Plan

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I coughed hoarsely on the floor, saliva puddling on my cheek. I dry heaved in complete pain. My hands clutched my balls desperately and my ass was in the air. I wasn’t crying this time, but I had before these last few days. I have started growing accustomed to this humiliating, fetal position. The position she put me in with as much ease as squishing a grape.

“Man, you don’t know when to quit,” Grace giggled, rubbing my back softly. “Gotta hand it to you, most guys give up by now.”

After my humiliating loss to Grace in the first round of the Ultimate Fighters Bout, and the mind melting Titfuck she gave me as an apology, I stuck around the arena to find her. I couldn’t stay away, I needed EVERYTHING she gave me. And she was happy to oblige.

I was gasping for air on the ground now, my balls bulging with pain, all because I had challenged her to another bout. I was insistent I could beat her, that she really was only getting lucky with cheap shots. But it didn’t matter how I fought her; she always found her way to my balls. Foot, elbow, hand, her goddamn knees. She always managed to find a way, and I always ended up crying and wailing in pain.

“Ughh,” I grunted back, trying to roll on my back. This last fight, or humbling, she sent a barrage of knees into my balls while suffocating me between her tits. I did not know you could experience such bliss and pain at the same time.

“Come on, up you get big guy,” Grace encouraged, tugging on my arms. I didn’t follow, my balls hurt too much.

“Geez, I know it’s an off button but come on,” Grace giggled. “I need to get ready for the semi-finals. He’s supposed to actually be good; you think he’ll cry like the rest of you?”

I groaned in response. The last three days Grace has flown through the UFB’s bracket. Every fight ended the same. Didn’t matter how big the guys were, how strong, how skilled. They all ended up in a puddle on the ground, crying and screaming ‘MY BALLS’. And Grace always just stood there, checking her nails, stretching, playing with her hair. Like it was the easiest thing in the world to beat us.

And now her next opponent was Jack Bones Jonas, the most prominent grappler in the entire organization, maybe the world. I heard he choked out a bear, and before I saw him in action, I didn’t believe it. But this entire tournament no one has landed a strike on him. Not even a scratch. I guess he and Grace had that in common. Though her measures were far more… underhanded.

“If you want your apology, you’re gonna need to get up now,” Grace shrugged, lightly patting my balls. “I know your basket hurts but I gotta shower you off me before I crack Mr. Jonas’ nuts.”

“Your cheap shots aren’t gonna work on him,” I piped out.

“You know,” Grace began, rhythmically tapping my balls with her soft fingers, “every guy says that to me. Every single one of you thinks you’re special. Your macho act makes you believe in everyone’s bravado. Sure, *you’ll* cry and beg me to stop cracking your nuts. But the great ‘Jack Bones Jonas’ is just that tough that his nuts won’t make him cry. But all of you boys got a pair of nuts, and all of you beg me to stop hurting them. And let me clue you in on a secret-“

She leaned over, closing her fingers around my sack. I started sweating with effort as her grip ever so slightly tightened.

“The biggest and the baddest ones always sing the highest,” Grace giggled. My heart pounded as she squeezed even more. “Stand up, big guy.”

Fear for my balls washed the pain away, and I hobbled onto my feet. There Grace stood, smiling and beaming at my swaying form. I was ready to hurl, but the promise of that body kept me standing. I reached out to cup those magnificent boobs, but she playfully slapped my hands away. Clicking her tongue.

“Not this time cutie,” Grace said, turning around to show off her round, plump ass. It was like God sculpted the world’s best pillow and glued it to her. “Imma squeeze you between my cheeks today. If you last long enough, I’ll give you a surprise.”

I’d like to say I heard what she said, that I for even a second thought about the implications. But I was both figuratively and literally licking my lips at the sight and thought of cumming between those asscheeks. I, stupidly, nodded and gripped her waist.

Grace grinded up against me and her cheeks collapsed around my stiffening cock. I couldn’t hold back a pleasured gasp, even with the barrier of our clothes, her ass was so soft. She started gyrating up and down wiggling side to side. I was in fucking heaven, I felt paradise on every side of my cock as she squeezed it and danced around it expertly. It wasn’t long before I was at full mast, my cock trying to tear through my clothes so I can fuck her. I just wanted to see that ass bounce on my dick, more than anything.

Not even a minute had passed, and I was already getting pretty close. My heart was racing a thousand miles a minute. But that wasn’t fast enough for her.

“Wanna know how I’m gonna beat Mr. Jonas?” Grace purred.

“Huh?” I answered dumbly, not even registering the question.

“See, you gotta get those balls nice and full,” Grace soothed me, her voice was alluring. “Get the big guy here stiff and firm, nice and out of the way.”

The pressure was building up. I was full of cum and ready to explode between those plump, bouncing cheeks. I didn’t even notice when she moved her ass away.

“And theeeeeeeen-“

WHAM!

My entire world turned upside down as she slammed that soft, pillow of an ass into my nuts. My mouth hung open and I squealed. Her ass was so soft, so fucking soft. How could it hurt that much. I didn’t have time to wallow in pain or comprehend what she’d done. She spun around and grabbed my shoulders.

I saw it all in slow motion, the pain bubbled in my stomach as it happened. With a mischievous wink she winded her leg back, almost touching her shoulder blade with her foot, and her knee sailed into my nuts. The impact lifted me into the air, and I cried out, and at the same time my cock sprayed all my built up cum in my pants.

“MY BALLLS!” I cried, falling on the ground with a spasm. I twitched both from orgasm and pain, as cum poured through my beaten dick. My nuts burned so much; fuck she got me so good.

“Be sure to make it to the fight,” Grace cheered, dropping down next to me and patting my ass. “Gonna make a legend cry for his poor little balls.”

She practically skipped out of the room, right in front of me. I got a perfect view of that bouncing ass leaping away. Once again, I groaned in the fetal position. I really didn’t want her to win

*Will Jack save his balls from Grace? Stay tuned for the nut crunching Semi Finals! Also, a surprise meeting for John!*