A Bad Bet 2 - Consequences

Bad Bet 2 - Consequences
Part 1 here. https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/s/d9BOYSIpUt

Darren's eyes widened in terror as the force of that first kick from Sarah radiated outward from his groin. Nausea like he'd never experienced before started him dry heaving and desperately trying to get air past the ball gag in his mouth. He wasn't turned on anymore, just terrified and he yanked at his bonds, hoping that they would work loose. Jen, the tiny little Asian woman snorted from the couch where she had her cell phone capturing the action. “I might not kick as hard as Sarah, but when it comes to tying knots, I'm a fucking black belt.”

Sarah, the Amazonian sized Muay Thai fighter smiled in silent agreement. She squared up on Darren, planting her powerful hands on his shoulders, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises and cocked back her right leg. Then, almost faster than the eye could follow, she snapped a knee strike into his balls. He gasped like a landed whale, it hurt even worse than the first kick. She looked into his eyes, winked at him, then performed a switch step and drove the left knee into the groin. That one broke something, but she wasn't done. She hopped back into position for the right, slapped him across the face to distract Darren for a moment, then thundered in with another knee. This further ruptured his left testicle and nearly caused him to black out. He didn't even realize she'd already repositioned for the left when it hit him, flattening the ball entirely as it burst against her knee.

Darren couldn't believe the amount of pain he was in. He wept, snot streaming from his nose and shaking uncontrollably. He was beyond panic, already broken and it hadn't been more than 30 seconds. “Hold on a sec Sarah.” Jen’s voice cracked. The warrior woman released Darren's shoulders and took a step back. Jen strolled forward, zooming in on his groin with her phone. She pulled his underwear down and drew out his balls, well ball. She got a firm grip with her tiny hand and started to squeeze. He was so pulverized, it felt like an industrial vice crushing him. He begged and pleaded, but the gag muffled it all to just a low moaning sound. She handed her phone to Sarah and made a small fist with her free hand and smashed his intact ball into her palm. She repeated this over and over, trying to get Darren to pass out. It hurt terribly, but he stubbornly held onto consciousness. After a couple of minutes, Jen got tired of the game and released him, letting his remaining ball drop, exposed to the air.

Sarah handed the phone back to Jen. “I think if you can get low, we can get a good angle when I kick his other ball off.” Darren suddenly bucked wildly. He looked Sarah up and down and realized that she could do it, especially with his nuts exposed. Jen went down to her knees and lined up the visuals. Sarah cracked her knuckles and shook out her muscles, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. Darren was already broken, unable to resist. Tears streamed down his cheeks, as the realization that he was about to become a eunuch set in. With a sudden look of determination and focus, Sarah's leg and abdominal muscles flexed and she launched a brutal shin kick into his loose hanging ball. Her shin caught his nut and smashed it into his pelvic bone, splattering it into a wet paste. His cock spasmed a mess onto her leg as it feebly tried to reproduce one last time.
Darren blacked out, unable to handle the destruction of his manhood. He hadn't managed to last even a full 5 minutes against Sarah. He was out of it, but he'd lost the bet, and Jen now has an hour to do, whatever she wants.