Part 9 Hard as a Rock

I was sitting in a restaurant with my fiancée. We had ordered pizza and red wine. It tasted delicious. It was winter, and it was snowing outside. You could watch the snow drifting through the large glass windows. I'm doing great, and we're talking about our future together and our upcoming wedding. At that moment, I wasn't thinking about my affair, or whatever you want to call my relationship with Leonie.

Then I saw her. She was walking past the pizzeria and happened to look in through the window and saw me straight away. She seemed to get angry, then she turned her head to the side and walked on. Phew, I thought, that worked out. My fiancée didn't notice any of this; she was happy and was eating her pizza. "I'm flying to South Africa for a three-week business trip starting next Wednesday," my fiancée said. "Okay, let's make the most of this time. I'll pay, then we'll go home and do it," I laughed. So we did.

The following Monday, I texted Leonie to ask what she had planned for the weekend. She said she had something planned for the two of us and that I should be there on Friday at 3 p.m. sharp. I arrived at 3 p.m. as planned and went into her apartment; she had given me a key some time ago. The table was set in the kitchen, with a pizza and a bottle of red wine. That was obvious, I thought.
"Hey, how are you?" she asked. She was wearing a red dress. After we greeted each other, we had a nice meal and made small talk.

Afterward, she asked me to take care of the dishes, then I should stay in the kitchen until she called me. After 20 minutes, she called.

She was in the living room. I couldn't believe my eyes; she looked incredibly hot. She was wearing high heels that easily made her 10 cm taller, so she was now about 165 cm tall, long black semi-sheer stockings with garter belts on her thighs, a black miniskirt, a black semi-sheer crop top that revealed her pert B-cup breasts, deep red lipstick, her hair pulled back in a kind of tower hairstyle, and black glasses on her nose. A 42 kg angel, I thought, I was instantly horny.

"Hello, strong man," she greeted me and walked towards me. I stood there petrified. She pulled my pants open while standing, let them fall down, got on her knees, and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked on it briefly and stood up again. "Your cock is so hard. I'd like to try an experiment with it. May I?" she said. My brain clicked in a flash; I knew her "experiments," which usually resulted in unspeakable pain and days, sometimes weeks, of suffering. My eyes widened and I asked, "What kind of experiment?!?"
She took my cock in her hand and stroked it slowly. "Nothing serious, I want to play with your balls until your cock gets soft, then I'll stop, I'll make you hard again, and we'll fuck," she said. I thought, actually, it's not that bad, I could do it. "Or is the strong man afraid of the small woman?" she mocked. "Okay, let's do it," I said. Leonie grinned. "Good, first you take off all your clothes, then we'll wrap you completely in plastic wrap, leaving only your package out," Leonie said. And that's what she did. "Now we'll lay you on your back. I'll help you with that because you can't move at all anymore." She laughed. I thought about it as I made my way to the floor. It's true, I'm completely immobilized, my legs completely restrained, my arms tied to my torso, only my head, penis, and balls sticking out of the bundle. Leonie turns on loud heavy metal music and leaves for a moment. She comes back with a wide wooden board and a rubber mallet, as well as some tape and a piece of cloth. While she pushes the piece of cloth into my mouth and secures it with tape, she says, "You wouldn't believe how angry I was the other day when I saw you in the pizzeria. But I've thought of a nice punishment for you. Why do you think your cock is still hard? I put an experimental sexual enhancer in your wine. It didn't get approved because the erection it causes takes hours to go away. It was even tested on people whose testicles had been removed, and even they stayed hard." She laughed. "I think even if I chopped up your testicles, you'd stay hard." Then she sucked my cock briefly. "Great, and I'm confident you won't get sick or pass out. I'll go ahead and beat the shit out of your balls." I thought this couldn't be true. She picked up a pillow, knelt on the floor next to me, and started hitting me in the balls with her fist.

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"Your balls are moving too much, I'll get some rubber bands and wrap them around your balls." She gets some kitchen rubber bands and wraps them around the base of my balls so they stick out tightly from my body. Then she licks my cock again. "Rock hard, very nice." She swings.

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"I have a board here. We'll put it under your balls on your thighs, and then I'll hit you with the rubber mallet. This will be a lot of fun, I'm looking forward to it." I tried to express my displeasure with her actions. Only incomprehensible sounds came through the cloth in my mouth. "I think we'll start with 50 strokes."

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The pain was unbearable.

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"I'm so horny," Leonie moaned. "I'm going to ride you a little now." She climbed on top of me, inserted my cock into her pussy, and rode me wildly. I noticed she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt. She left the board under my balls, and with every thrust, she squeezed my balls between her and the board. She came several times. I was in too much pain, but I still liked it. Exhausted, she collapsed on top of me and stayed on top of me for a moment.
"Let's go on," she whispered in my ear. She climbed off me and picked up the rubber mallet again.

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"You see, you're still rock hard. So I'll keep hitting your balls." Leonie laughs.

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"Your balls are nice and blue and swollen. I'll give them another 10 hits and then I want to stomp on them a bit," she said. The pain is unbearable; if the music weren't so loud, the entire apartment building would hear me screaming. I try to wriggle, but it's impossible; Leonie has tied me up very carefully.

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I wish I were dead. My body was nothing but pain. Leonie happily inspected her work. She felt my testicles and rolled them between her fingers. "Excellent color, your gonads are completely bruised and swollen to at least twice their size. Your cock is still rock hard, so let's see what else can be done," she said. Leonie took off her shoes and stood with her legs spread over my testicles on the board on my thighs. She lifted her right heel and stomped on my testicles.

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"This is fun, but I'm going to put on my soccer shoes for a minute. Don't run away," she said excitedly. She walked away for a moment, and I cried in pain and screamed nonstop. It was horrible. When she came back, she had put on her cleats.

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It felt like I was being slaughtered. She smiled at me constantly and seemed to be taking great pleasure in my torture.

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"I'm almost satisfied. I want to hurt you a little more and hit you a few more times with the brass knuckles. Then we'll fuck," she told me. I wasn't satisfied at all. I was shaking all over, I was bitterly cold, and I had lost my spatial orientation. She went to a drawer, got her brass knuckles, and removed the board from under my balls. Then she knelt next to me again. She grinned and swung.

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"This is so much fun, I could do it all day. But a promise is a promise, we'll have fun together soon." She licked my still-hard cock again and continued spanking me.

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"Okay, let's see the final result. I'm going to remove the rubber bands I attached to your gonads at the beginning," Leonie said, giving me another hard slap on my balls with her fist. "Haha, they're completely purple and hugely swollen. Really cool, I love your balls," she said, pinching them hard. "I'll get you some ice spray and cool them down a bit. After that, the pain should be noticeably less. Then I'll untie you, and then I want you to fuck me hard in the ass. You know what I like." She walked away, got the spray, and cooled my balls. After about 15 minutes, the pain actually subsided, and she pulled the cloth out of my mouth. "Leonie, I swear to you, when I get out of here, I'll help you!" I said, very angrily. She looked at me like a shy dee and started giving me a hard blowjob. She did it very well, and I came relatively quickly. I was still very angry afterward, but she finally untied me. I jumped up, she ran through the apartment, I caught her, and fucked her hard in the ass.

For the rest of the weekend, she took good care of me and my swollen balls. When I left on Sunday evening, I could barely walk without limping.