AI's Got Me by the Balls: Part 5

The results are in! Nearly a whopping **120 VOTES!** You guys crushed it! Thank you so much to everyone who voted and I hope you guys enjoy this next part! Also, as I've started getting pretty deep into these parts, I thought I'd link the previous parts as well for ease of discovery for any newcomers to the story that want to read the rest! Thanks again for all the support and enjoy!

Part 1: [Embarking on a Journey](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/lxgds8/tried_a_little_writing_adventure_with_the_ai/)

Part 2: [The Plot is Kinda There?](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/ly82ek/people_seemed_to_like_this_so_on_and_on_it_goes/)

Part 3: [Much Ado About Ballbustin'](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/m0eo96/marches_on_isnt_exactly_accurate_this_time/)

Part 4: [The Gunpower Treason and Plot Thickens](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/m13a1n/what_should_i_call_this_series_also_this_part_is/)

Now onto Part 5... easily the longest part yet, I think?

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They both giggle and you can't help but laugh a little as well, the three of you all laying there and enjoying a bit of reverie together. You feel so happy right now and it's only been a few minutes since you came back from the Shadow Realm. You breathe a sigh. You smile and your eyes start to drift closed, it's the ass crack of night and you'd been walking all day and through half the night before this little kerfuffle but things are back on track. Exhaustion begins to take over and you, Neimi and Yvette all start to drift into a wonderful slumber.

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"Wake up, wake up! Quick, get up!"

You feel a fist pounding your right shoulder, you open your eyes and sit up. You blink a few times to get the sleep out of your head and suddenly remember where you are. The three of you had fallen asleep together on the incline toward the riverbank next to the abandoned wagon. Neimi's miniature fists are a blur as she pounds your shoulder cutely. You notice Yvette is missing and turn quickly as you hear sounds of a battle up by the road.

Your clothes are still nothing but tatters and you're completely exposed but Neimi seems not to care as she continues to urge you to get up. "Colm, you have to get up! The sheriff's men found this wagon and think we attacked it! They're trying to arrest Yvette right now!"

You take a moment to steady yourself and try to remember who the sheriff was and suddenly you hear Nyla's voice in your head when she was trying to trick you. "Right, yeah. The sheriff's posse is working for Ebony Claw. Shit!"

\> You scramble to your feet and charge out into the road.

You quickly stand and cross the distance to the road in the blink of an eye. You are still shirtless and bottomless but you don't care because Yvette could be in danger.

\> You watch as Yvette is dragged away by three militiamen.

The three Ebony Claw militiamen drag her by the wrists, as she tries to fight them off. The one leading the way winds up catching a vicious foot right up between his legs, the impact is quite thunderous as you hear him howl in pain. "Fucking bitch!" He bellows as he drops to his own hands and knees.

Yvette swings another kick into his kneeling form, the foot squarely catching him in the back of the balls and crack of his ass. He howls in wretched pain and his face finds itself firmly planted into the dirt.

The two other militiamen both punch Yvette in the head and stomach a couple times as a fourth man runs over to help the leader. Now bleeding and unconscious, Yvette slumps in their arms from the beating they gave her. You call to her but she doesn't react.

"Yvette!"

\> You curse under your breath as you dash forward to catch up to the men.

You quickly hurry after the militia men, your legs moving faster than any normal man's could. In your current form you easily catch up to them, your reflexes and senses working in perfect harmony. It's only a few moments before you are standing directly behind them, watching as they stop and drop Yvette off at the door of a farm house.

"Thank you," a gravelly voice says, "she was most damaging to my side."

The militia men nod in to their apparent leader. You grab one of them over the mouth, slitting his throat from behind as blood begins to spray everywhere.

\> You say "I don't know who you are, nor do I care. You hurt my friend and now you die."

You let the dying man's blood spill out over his front as you hold him tight, displaying him to his cohorts before letting him gurgle more blood and drop to his death. Your eyes are aflame with anger. His cohorts share a look of shock before turning their eyes away from your bloodlust.

"Fuck!" one mutters, "Get 'im!"

\> You slit the man's throat in a single instant.

The militia charges you with weapons drawn. You grab his head, twisting it quickly as the neck snaps. You let his limp body drop to the ground. The militiamen can barely keep their eyes on your movements as they realize their fate may be sealed. "Uhh... Boss?" one of them utters, looking to the man with the gravelly voice.

\> You say "Your decision to attack my friend was a foolish one."

The boss man's eyes widen briefly before his head is cocks to the side with a wicked grin. "You ain't from around here, ain't ya? Don't quite know what you're steppin' into, eh? I work for the sheriff, mate. I'm untouchable!" You barely hear his speech as you throw your old dagger at his face, just grazing the skin of his cheek as blood rolls down and along the blade.

\> You say "Untouchable, huh?"

The man roars, standing from his seated position as he begins to charge you. "You fuckin' bastard! I'm gunna rip yer 'ead off, you 'ear me!!" his gravelly voice booms.

\> You wait until just before he hits you, then slice the tendons in his arms.

You hear a wet snapping as the knife tears through the thick tendons in his arms. The man stumbles forward, but braces himself from falling to the ground. As his men look on in fear and horror, some attempting to flee, you become a blur as you quickly dispatch every one of them in an instant, leaving the leader for last as you slowly approach him.

\> You ask the leader "Do you want to live?"

The leader slowly looks up at you, blood trickling down from his now useless arms. He lets out a chuckle, shaking his head. "Not much livin' to do when all my men are dead."

\> You say "That doesn't answer my question. Do you want to live?"

The leader snarls, standing up and positioning himself to shoulder charge you, his arms limp and bloodied. "Fuck you, ya demon mutt fuck."

You inhale, before exhaling slowly. You lazily step to the side, easily dodging his charge. You plunge your blade through his neck up to the hilt and pull it free as he moves passed you, watching him slump forward against the ground in a broken heap with blood spurting out from the massive wound in his neck.

\> You say "Tch. What a waste. I wanted him to tell his boss I was coming for him."

You sigh as you make your way over to Yvette. You lean back against the tree she was laying beside as you try to calm yourself. You cradle her into your lap, petting her softly atop the head as you tear off one of the few pieces of your shirt that was still draped over your shoulder to wipe away the blood that had come from a cut on her forehead and mouth.

\> You say "I'm sorry, Yvette. I wasn't quick enough to keep you from harm."

Yvette, still unconscious, seems to sigh contentedly as you speak to her. Then you look over to see Neimi quickly fluttering over to you. "Is she okay?"

"She's still unconscious. I'm sorry. I was too slow to stop Yvette from getting hurt."

"At least she's alive. Wait... are you laying her head on your dick? Colm! What the hell?!"

\> You say "It's not like that, Neimi! I wanted to let her rest and you already know all my clothes got burnt off in the fight against the shadow last night!"

Neimi looks away from you with a disgusted look on her face. You lay Yvette's head on your lap and gently rub her back as you try to soothe her. You look over at Neimi.

"Neimi, I swear to Freyr. She's dead asleep. I didn't do anything unseemly!"

Neimi doesn't look convinced, but she sighs and shakes her head. "Alright. But if she starts to move around, let me know."

You nod and look Yvette's face again. You continue rubbing her back as you try to calm yourself down as well. Despite her young age, she's already seen more than her fair share of death and violence since tagging along with you and while this was certainly a tragic event, you're glad she didn't suffer too much.

Within a few more minutes, she begins to stir. You watch her eyes flutter open.

"Uhhh..." she groggily says. "Wh... Where am I?"

\> You say "Not far from where those bastards attacked you. Yvette, I'm so sorry you got hurt."

She looks up at you and shakes her head. "Oh Colm, stop it. You rescued me and I'm still alive, that's all that matters. Besides, you got to me faster than anyone else could have... I probably wouldn't have made it without you."

\> You say "Where did they even come from? How did they get you but not us?"

She looks around, just now noticing where her head had been laying as a blush floods her cheeks and she stands up slowly. "Oh gosh, uhm.. Well, you see... I woke up rather early, so I went to hunt some small game to get us a decent breakfast but when I came back, those men were looking around the wagon, so I quickly tried to shoo them off but they said that the Sheriff had been looking for me. That's when they grabbed me."

\> You say "Why would the Sheriff be looking for you? Does he know about your mission?"

She furrows her eyebrows. "I don't think so... Hmm. Maybe he does and is trying to threaten me into failing or get me to switch sides but I'm not sure."

"Anything is possible I suppose."

Neimi floats back over, "Colm! I told you to tell me when she woke up!"

You sigh, "She just woke up, Neimi. Get off my back."

She frowns, "Oh."

"We're going to have to check this out, Yvette. Sheriff Donnel is either misinformed or working for the enemy. Or maybe it's all a big coincidence. In any case, we can't let our guard down for even a moment."

Yvette nods. "Well, we should probably get some breakfast and set off to find out what's going on."

"Heh, I'm starved and I don't feel like I've eaten in days!"

Neimi, who seems rather dispirited from her typical self, only nods in agreement as she flutters to sit on your shoulder.

You and Yvette walk back out of the forest toward the abandoned wagon in hopes of finding something there when a carriage trots up the road, slowly coming to a stop before the driver calls out to you. "Hello travelers! Where you headed?"

\> You say "We're on our way to Holgard, any chance you could take us there? I understand it shouldn't be too far by horse."

The man seems to either not notice or simply doesn't care that you look like a raggedy nude hobo. "Oh of course! Just one gold coin and you can have the seat here."

You quickly hand him a gold coin, which he thanks you as he tucks it into his pocket.

"One gold coin per passenger, stranger." the driver corrects, giving you an almost apologetic smile.

You quickly give him another coin, making sure to hand it to him before you can look at Yvette's face.

"Thank you, sir. Enjoy your ride."

\> You get into the carriage with Yvette who suddenly asks you why you're still naked.

You look a bit exasperated by the comment, you've had a rough past couple days. You quickly grab a seat on the carriage and sit down next to Yvette who looks at you with a rather puzzled expression.

"I'm quite sure you're aware we don't have spare clothes and mine have been tatters since last night, remember?"

Neimi seems oddly quiet during all this, as Yvette chides you about being naked in front of two cute, young women.

"Oh come on. Neimi is the same age as me and you're of age! You have seen me naked many times already! You smashed my balls in the nude last night!"

Yvette giggles, lifting her hand to her mouth in a vain effort to hide it. Neimi, however, seems to be rather unfazed by all this which is quite off for her considering how much she loves to wreck your poor man bits.

Yvette tilts her head as she looks to Neimi, "Everything alright, hun?"

Neimi still seems unimpressed and only replies with a shrug.

"Yvette, I'm really not interested in having this discussion."

\> You blink at this now, Neimi's tone really a surprise to you.

She's outright dismissing you and Yvette both, and you honestly don't know what to say. "Something wrong, Neimi?" you try.

With a sigh, she replies, "I'm bored."

Your mouth drops open a bit in genuine surprise. You're fairly certain no one's ever bored of you before.

\> You say "Something's off... are you mad?"

"Mad?" Neimi says, the word "Mad" sounding almost sarcastic and disingenuous. "Not at all. Why would I be?"

You can tell she's lying and that she is rather mad. You've only seen Neimi like this one other time and it was not a fun time indeed.

Yvette seems to pick up on this, her eyes going wide. "Do you want to go for a walk, Neimi? Just the two of us?"

She pauses, seemingly thinking it over. Finally, she replies, "Yeah..."

\> You say "Wait, what? But what about me?"

"You can stay here," she says, your face turning into a frown. Yvette takes her hand and the two of them exit the carriage.

You sit there in silence, wondering why this is all happening. You wonder if you did something to irritate her or something, but that's just absurd.

\> You let them have their talk and try to think about what might have gone wrong.

You watch the two of them walk away as you rest your head against the side of the carriage. You can't think of any reason why this would happen. It's not like you were being a hard ass with them.

You think to yourself "was it because I didn't tell her Yvette woke up?" but that didn't really seem to make sense. It also wasn't like Neimi had been shy about sharing you with Yvette up to this point, so you still end up just being confused.

They were gone for quite a while and you really can't think of any other explanation. It's possible you did something so stupid that you haven't even seen yet.

After about an hour, you hear the driver calling out to his horses. "Whoa! Whoa!" You had been in a daze thinking about Neimi and Yvette and must've drifted off to sleep for a bit. The driver calls down to you. "We're here."

You shimmy your way out of the carriage and see Holgard, the winter city, for the first time. The city is bustling with people and there's an air of happiness amongst them.

You see Yvette and Neimi walking towards you. Yvette smiles brightly at you. Nearby, a group of Holgard's finest watch you.

"You look like shit," Neimi says to you.

"Thanks, I feel it too." you say, a little hurt as Neimi's first words to you are quite harsh.

She looks a little regretful, but brushes it off with, "Alright, let's get to an inn. I need to rest and want to talk to you. And don't fuck around."

\> You say "Uhh, shouldn't I go buy some clothes first?"

She shoots you a look as if you've insulted her, before replying;

"No."

You nod and follow her lead. It seems like your best bet to get into this place.

Neimi and Yvette lead you into a local tavern, where many Holgardian eyes turn to see the wayward travelers. One a faerie and the other a nude man. Some people grumble and scoff while others give a whistle and a holler. You sigh quietly. You really didn't want anyone to see this, were you supposed to just shake your ass or walk around with your hands tucked between your legs?

A bar tender walks over to you. "What can I get for ya?"

Yvette speaks to the bartender about getting a room suite and some fresh clothes, handing the bartender a pouch of what you assume is coin. "A servant will be by to get your change of clothes and give you the room key."

The bartender takes the coin pouch and Yvette pulls you along to a table. Neimi sits next to you, but stays silent.

\> You say "Neimi?"

Neimi turns to you. Her eyes say it all. She wants to say so much, but she's afraid. You understand and reach for her, you place a hand atop her head giving it a pet. She turns to face you. Her lips quiver and her eyes widen. Her mouth hangs open for a moment, then closes as she tries to find her words. "Colm... I'm sorry I wasn't myself before. It's just... you never really yell at me at earlier," she pauses and hangs her head low.

"You've never asked me to leave you alone before. Am I really that annoying to you? Am I a burden?"

Neimi starts to cry as she continues, "I know I'm not as strong or as pretty as Yvette but, you're still my friend and I care about you so much... I... I love you..." her voice quivers as she finishes.

Tears stream down her face, her entire body shakes as she breaks into heavy sobs. You reach out and wrap your arms around her and she lays her head on your shoulder. You pat her back as you try to console her, "Neimi I don't ever want you to leave my side. When I said that, I didn't mean for you to literally get off my back. Just to trust me. I was trying to help Yvette. Not hurt you."

\> You say "And what do you mean you're not as strong or as pretty as Yvette? You're so strong! You're incredibly beautiful!"

"What? I'm nothing special! I'm just some stupid girl that most could take advantage of. Hell, I'm probably not even anything special to you. Just another pretty face you're trying to stick by."

\> You say "How could you say something like that? Surely you know me better than that."

She wipes her eyes and says, "You're right, Colm... You've stuck by me through everything, even when we were kids. You were even there when my brother died. I'm sorry..."

You lean in and ask, "What are you apologizing for?"

She says, "For thinking such terrible things about you. I don't know what came over me. I love you, and I was just afraid and insecure."

You grab her hand and say, "Neimi... to me, you're perfect the way you are. As long as I'm here, you never have to worry about being afraid or insecure."

She smiles a bit and says, "You're sweet, but you're embarrassing me in front of everyone."

You reply, "To hell with everyone."

She says, "Well, everyone except you, me, and Yvette, of course." Neimi pulls away from you a bit and turns to Yvette. "You're a part of this now, get in here."

Yvette smiles and sheds a sympathetic tear as she wraps herself around you and Neimi.

The three of you enjoy this moment of happiness when you suddenly hear a quiet "Ahem" from behind Yvette, and you all three turn to see a twig of a young man who offers a weak smile and wave. "Your room is ready," he says meekly.

Neimi says, "Oh, shit," and quickly wipes her eyes.

You say, "Sorry, we're ready as well."

The three of you get up and follow the wiry young servant upstairs to your room.

The boy leads you through a corridor that opens into an atrium where a large double door bars the way to the suite. The servant fiddles with a thick, iron key and he struggles to push open the heavy oak wood doors the three of you look in awe at the large room.

You say, "Wow, talk about classy."

\> You stroll into the room past the young man.

You, Neimi and Yvette enter the room together.

You walk further into the room and marvel at the vast room with its high vaulted ceiling and large furniture that looks as if it could withstand a siege.

\> You turn to the servant boy and thank him.

You thank the boy and tell him he did a fine job. He beams with pride as he bows to you, leaving the key to Yvette as he exits the room leaving you alone with Yvette and Neimi.

You sigh with a big grin and take in the place.

\> You say "Damn, Holgard is nice!"

Yvette says, "Yeah..."

You say, "I guess we should give thanks to our lucky stars we're in this room. I wonder who owns this place."

Yvette says, "I'll bet it's a noble."

You say, "You make it sound like that's a bad thing."

Yvette says, "Well, I just..."

Neimi interrupts and says, "It's okay. I don't think of nobility as being any better than the peasants. But who cares?! We've got this whole place to ourselves! Woohoo!"

\> You laugh and watch Neimi as she dances through the air with newfound vigor. "I'm glad you're back to your normal, cheery self."

Yvette giggles, her hand once again trying to hide the fact as she says, "Let's...do something fun."

As if on cue, Neimi affirms your words as she flutters between your legs and gives your low-hanging fruit a flutter kick as she flys by. "Damn right, I am! This is super fun! Hehe\~"

The metatarsals of Neimi's feet impact each nut with a quick rap, the left foot jamming into your left ball and the right toes stabbing your right testicle. You double over a bit at the waist, a pained groan escapes you.

Neimi giggles and floats around you in circles. "That hurt? Sorry!" she teases in a sing-song tone.

You grunt as you try to keep yourself from kneeling in agony, a pained expression on your face.

You find the strength to speak as you give a wry smile and say, "Why pretend you're sorry when you know you want to do it again?"

Neimi says, "I like to tease you, silly." Then she floats back between your legs, swinging in from behind you this time as she gives each throbbing teste another quick kick while winking up at your face and blowing a kiss to you.

"Oh...fuck..." you sigh, a hand darting to your groin.

You begin to lean forward, your body wanting to fall before you're caught and help up by Yvette.

Yvette giggles, her smile widening. "How about we get something to eat? You need a nice, long soak in a bath."

You have a difficult time concentrating on anything except your pain, and that's when you feel it.

The sharp pain of your balls trying to squirm away from being smashed between your pelvis and what you now realize is Yvette's knee, your eyes stare into hers as she smiles at you.

"Hehe\~ Sorry, I just had to, you know how Neimi gets me all riled up about these things."

You want to say something, anything, your face twisted in pain and gritting your teeth.

Nothing though, as she continues to smile and hold her knee firmly against your balls to add to your torture. The fat, swollen eggs screaming in agony as you begin to feel your strength fading.

"Okay, I suppose that's enough. Now go bathe and we'll be back with some food," Yvette says as she pulls away from you, letting you fall to the floor clutching desperately at your aching manhood. Luckily, everything is still intact.

You moan in pain and slowly pull yourself up. Your body is weak, and you feel a lot more tired than you should. It's almost like a stampede had been trampling your sac for an hour straight. Your will yourself to the washroom where you notice that the wash basin was already steaming, it was likely filled for you before you got in here. You take a small solace in this and let yourself be submerged in the hot water.

\> You say "Oooh, yeaaahhhh..."

You close your eyes and feel the water flood over you as your chest and stomach heave, a light sweat glistening on your skin.

"Ahhh..." you moan, your body relaxing in the water. Blissfully basking in the water, taking in the steam through your nostrils and exhaling through your lips. You reflect on everything that's happened since that night in Embla.

You stole a nice new dress for Neimi; learned of the mercenary cult known as the Ebony Claw Syndicate and their plans to infiltrate Dumila's governments and wrest control of the country while hiding in plain sight, they even infiltrated the Church; discovered a new companion and friend in Yvette; broke Helena's curse and freed her by killing her and becoming the Bane of Shadows and new Shadow Master; and now you've arrived in Holgard where you plan to help the Jarl drive out the Ebony Claw Syndicate and take the fight to them. Not only that but you've found yourself in a love-triangle with Neimi and Yvette who seem perfectly content on sharing you, though you wonder how long that can last. Are they only okay with it because they've been having fun busting your balls or are they both accepting of the fact that they both love you and you love them. At least, you know for certain you love Neimi but you can't help but feel an intense connection with Yvette as well. Neimi and Yvette seem close as sisters, even though they've only been travelling together a few days at most but then again... some friendships are just meant to be and start off without a hitch. You sigh and smile to yourself. It hasn't been that long since Embla but, much has happened and much more is still yet to come.

"That's enough introspection." you say to yourself, dunking your head under the water.

\> You continue with your bath.

You finish your bath and get dressed, it seems some smallclothes and basic fur garb were set out for you. Holdgard was built by a nomadic people in the long years before Dumila was so densely populated, Holgard is often considered to be the first city of the continent but has been gradually overshadowed by Embla as time went on. Holgard clings to its older traditions but the biggest factor that its been shoved out of the limelight is the climate. Holgard is largely cold and endures the harshest winters, though luckily winter won't be for another couple months or so. Embla is much more temperate and boasts much tamer, warmer weather than Holgard. Still, Holgard is a marvel and still stands as one of the oldest foundations in Dumila.

\> You don the warm, fur-lined leather outfit and step out into the large living space of your room at the inn. Neimi and Yvette are back and smile at you as you smell wonderful meats and cheeses in the air.

"Oh my, you look... quite different," Neimi says, Yvette nodding as you walk toward them.

\> You ask "Oh, is it a good different?"

Neimi and Yvette look at one another, smile and turn back to you saying in unison, "Yes, yes it is!"

You smile and let out a sigh of relief. "Well that's good," you say as you sit in a large, comfy chair and eye the food on the table.

\> You say "Shall we dig in?"

You take a bite of the pork chop and slowly chew it and savor the taste as the juice runs down your chin. It's simply delicious and one of the best pork chops you ever had. You take another bite, chew and swallow, then take a sip of your wine. Life is feeling pretty damn good right now but, then Yvette clears her throat to interrupt you. You look at her with a raised brow and she seems regretful to be interrupting you.

"I know we've only just arrived but, we really should go over the plan. We still have to speak with the Jarl about your involvement in getting rid of the Ebony Claw Syndicate in Holgard," she says, idly twirling a strand of her silvery hair betwixt her fingers.

\> You swallow your food and set your food down, wiping your mouth before speaking on the matter.

"Very well. What plan do you have in mind?"

Yvette looks away sheepishly, "Well, that's why I came to get you. You're a really good thief. You can move in and out of places so quickly and so easily, methodically even. You're like a surgeon. I thought you would be able to just... do it, you know?" she admits with a blush, realizing she is fawning over you as she speaks of your talents.

\> You chuckle lightly as you shake your head before saying, "You make me sound like some amazing legend or something."

"Oh, no! I mean, yes, you're amazing, of course, but... I just thought you would be able to move in and out of there as if by magic. Like a shadow."

\> You grin at her, thinking back to your battle with Helena and becoming the Bane of Shadows. You sigh and shake your head, "I'm not so amazing."

"Well, you're not bad," she replies with a knowing smirk, speaking openly about her crush on you.

\> You say "What about the Count? The one who sent you to find me? Does he have a plan?"

Yvette looks a bit guilty, "He didn't tell me. I think he knows though... I mean he's the Count, right? He's smart like that."

\> You say "Tch, privileged nobles always think they can keep things from those they think of as nothing more than tools."

"Well, he does respect your skills, so I think he's actually more likely to believe that you'll be able to help."

You pause, thinking.

"Maybe we should pay him a visit then?" you reply after a moment.

Meanwhile, Neimi had not stopped eating this whole time until suddenly you hear a satisfied "Ahh" come from her, patting her almost comically bloated belly.

She looks at you, "I think it's time for another nap."

"What the? How much did you eat?" You reply, smiling.

"Oh... I just ate a little... don't worry, I'll just be sleeping for a while. I'm full."

"Hmm, well I guess that's good then." You reply, smiling.

\> You look back at Yvette who was giggling at Neimi. You ask her, "Do you know anything about the Ebony Claw in this town? Where they might be hiding out maybe?"

She frowns and replies, "Not really. I mean I know they're not in the poor areas, the Sheriff's men patrol those, and considering the Sheriff is being bought off, it would make sense for them to lay low there while they try to get their hands in Holgard's heirarchy. But, other than that I don't really know. The Sheriff might be who you want to talk to though, if you don't want to talk to the Count."

\> You say "Which option would you take? Confront the Sheriff or speak with the Count?"

She thinks for a moment, then replies "The Sheriff. I'd want to speak to the man who's getting paid to keep us safe while also getting paid to let Ebony Claw do whatever they want, the two-faced bastard. Plus, we can get right to the action instead of waiting around to speak with the Count."

\> You say "Then why don't we go speak with the Sheriff first thing in the morning? Maybe we can squeeze some information out of him?"

"Hmph. Smash it out of his balls, more like." she replies before realizing what she's saying, then buries her blushing face into her hands.

Good. You couldn't agree more.

"Seems Neimi is really rubbing off on you, huh?" you tease.

"Shut it." She replies.

You laugh and pat her on the back of the head. "No, really, you're allowed to be proud of your kills. I'm proud of all of them."

\> Yvette looks up at you, her face flushed a deep red. Her eyes glimmer in the moonlight as she seems elated at your words. "Do you mean it, Colm?"

You nod, "Of course."

She leaps forward and hugs you quickly. You embrace her in kind.

"I'm so glad to have met you. Thank you for not killing me when we met and trusting me to join you." she starts, confiding in you that she was worried you would toss her aside like trash.

\> You chuckle and hug her close. "Don't sweat it. You've proven yourself to be quite the asset. Besides, Neimi loves having you around to help torture you."

"Truly?" she asks, a hint of hopefulness in her voice.

"Oh yeah. Don't you doubt it."

\> You whisper to her that you've begun to enjoy having her and Neimi smash your balls.

She gives a loud laugh before burying her head into your chest. "Oh Colm! You are absolutely perfect."

You touch your hand to her head. "Now, now, don't start..."

She giggles. "It's the way you look at me with those cool, crimson eyes of yours... I could stare into them forever. Especially now..."

Yvette looks up at you through her lashes, biting her plump, cherry lips. Her face turns red when she realizes that she's staring.

She giggles nervously again and looks down to her feet, her beautiful silver hair spilling around her face to hide her embarrassment.

\> You say "We should probably get some sleep, Yvette. Unless..."

She smiles. "Unless...?"

You smirk at her before offering a shrug. "Nothing, sorry."

She smiles. "No, please continue."

"Oh, sure. If you really want to know, I'll indulge you."

Her eyes sparkle with eagerness.

\> You say "Since you've joined Neimi and I, this would be the first night I'll have gone to sleep without any sort of punishment to my balls. Are you sure you're alright with that?"

She laughs. "Well... I mean, if you're sure that's what you want to do..."

You nod. "I'm sure. You're more important than my balls, anyway."

She smiles. "Well, good. Then I'm glad to see that you trust me enough to do that."

"It's not like you or Neimi give me a choice, most of the time. But, I have come to enjoy it."

"Should we do it without Neimi though?" Yvette asks, biting her lip in hopes you'll approve.

You smirk. "I think she would be upset if you didn't do it. I'm sure she would appreciate you keeping the tradition alive in her honor, even while she's sleeping. Besides, we both know she'll get me tomorrow either way."

Yvette thinks on it before nodding, eager to really bust your balls. "Well, when you put it that way," she starts, excitement bubbling up within her as her cheeks get redder and her nipples visibly harden in her loose, casual nighttime shirt. She drops down to her knees and crawls over to you and begins to undo your belt. Your pants fall down, and you lift your hips so she can pull off your undergarments.

Her head bobs up and down, moving your hardened cock in her mouth as she goes down on you as you pull her hair.

You groan.

She giggles, not stopping her motions.

\> You moan, gasping a little as you're surprised this was where Yvette decided to go in lieu of smashing your balls.

She pulls her mouth off of you, and you moan. "Oh, fuck..." you groan.

"I want you nice and aroused," she whispers, staring into your eyes, "for when I do this!" she shouts suddenly as her fist swing up between your legs in a devastating uppercut. Your knees buckle, and you fall into the cushions of the sofa with a whimper.

"I know," she smiles, standing up, "don't worry, I'll be gentle."

She steps around you, taking in the sight of you as she skips to a stop behind your face down, bent over form. An evil, yet cute smile spreads across her lips as she eyes the angry dangling orbs between your thighs. Their red tint a hint to they pain they were in, no doubt from her punch but also from the constant abuse they've received in recent days.

"If you make it through this, Colm, I'll let you watch me undress," she teases, sliding her foot back against the wooden floor to get into position. "I want you to think about me," she continues, breathing slowly as she focuses everything on your exposed balls. "In this very moment!" she says as her foot whips forward with impressive speed and force, the top of her barefoot slamming perfectly into your babymakers.

"ARGH!" you gasp, as your hands wrap around the sofa cushions.

The feeling of her foot continuing its strike, but also holding fast to your aching eggs sends a shock through your body. It's like getting kicked in the balls, but being forced to stand up. You groan, curling over as you try to take some of the pain away.

"Ah, ah, ahhh..." she continues, as you look up, you see her in front of you. She's still skipping in place and grinning, as her foot keeps your testicles from dropping down. "Let's test another theory," she says, stopping.

She pulls her foot away but pushes you into your back, pulling you in toward her, kissing you on the mouth as she runs her tongue along your bottom lip, tempting you. You open your mouth, instinctively, as she slides her tongue into it. She swirls yours around, and, before you know it, another one of her feet slams into your crotch.

"Mmm!" you shriek into her mouth, the sound muffled as she keeps kissing you while her foot bores down into your delicate bits.

"I'll kick harder next time," she says, and then moves to bite your lower lip, before you manage to slide your mouth away from her.

"Kick harder?" you ask as she smiles. "You haven't been going at your hardest? I'm already at your mercy."

She bites her lip, nodding slowly. "Maybe... "

She pulls your hands away from the back of the sofa, and forces you up into a kneeling position, before smiling.

"I was saving this for the end," she says, smiling, as she pulls her shirt up and tugs down on her shorts.

You're instantly transfixed by the sight of her thin, pale body. Those perfect, perky tits fitted with the most incredible pink nipples that were stiff as your cock was hard.

"You'll see everything you need to see," she promises, blushing as you rake your eyes down her petite form, crawling between your legs. She moves your hands over your head, and presses your face into the soft cushioning of the sofa. "Hold on tight."

She takes a deep breath, before prancing her cute little body back away from you, spreading her legs out to the sides and bracing herself into a stance.

"Ready?" she asks nervously, as you nod eagerly in response a muffled yes goes into the cushions. You are also nervous, as Yvette as you completely at her mercy and she's already told you that she was going to kick even harder than before. You try to focus on the quick peek you got of her wonderful body.

She takes a deep breath, before kicking her foot fiercely up between your thighs. The sound of your balls getting hit is like a wet slap against her bare foot.

The first hit lands right onto your balls, making you scream into the cushion as you try to bear down the pain. She's fast though, and the next hit lands right onto your testicles, making you scream into the sofa as feel a tingle and a twitch from your cock.

"Ah!" Yvette screams, her slit glistening as a bit of juice spills out of her in pure pleasure, "look at that, you're already twitching. I'm going to make you beg."

On the third kick, her foot only catches the left testicle.

"Oops, must've gotten off course after nearly cumming," she admits, "guess I'll have to even it out with a straight shot to the right ball."

You're in so much pain, you feel you may cum from the force of her kicks alone, and it just turns you on even more.

You feel a burning sensation in your nuts as she lands another hit, then another... and another.

"Aaaachhh!" you scream, your cute little screams make Yvette kick harder, she pummels your balls as hard as she can.

"Yeah," she smiles, kicking your sack as hard as she could, "scream my name! Cum for me, Colm!" she moans, as she seems to have lost herself in the moment. "Turn around, I'm going to finish you off!"

\> You do as Yvette tells you and turn around, watching as she's started to finger herself and squeeze her tits.

You turn around, watching her fingers as they push her panties to one side to get to her tight little pussy. She grins at you with the most sadistically evil, yet adorable grin you've ever seen on her and you swallow. "Open wide, because you're going to scream for me, baby!"

\> You gulp hard as you nervously force your legs open, watching as Yvette stalks toward you with the intent on completely obliterating you swollen testicles.

She slowly prowls toward you, as if she's stalking a wounded animal, as she squeezes her tits with one hand and pulls her panties aside with the other.

\> You ask tentatively, almost begging. "Be gentle?"

Yvette surprises you with a laugh and a grin, "Rejected!" Her next two steps are in a skipping motion as she kicks herself up into the air, you watch her fly up a few feet before realizing what she's doing. "Wait, Yvette!" you cry out but it's too late, she crashes down onto your balls.

You scream out in agony as you feel her weight press down on your sack.

Yvette is a master at the art of kicking, and you're being put through the wringer.