Saving his balls for later- Part 3

Week 2

Sunday

Nick stayed in bed all day in miserable pain, icing his horrifically swollen balls. I played nurse a bit, checking on them occasionally as he watched nervously, but I mostly left him to heal. He had earned at least one day off.

After a bout of afternoon fucking, the professor let me know that he would be in the city for the next week for staff meetings at the university. "I hope you and Nick can entertain each other," he said.

I smiled to myself, and said "Oh, I think we'll manage."

Monday

I woke up incredibly horny and, while I wanted to give Nick's nuts a little more time off, I found myself wanting a helping hand. I saw him pass by my room and called him inside where I waited in bed, naked.

“How well do you you know your way around a vibrator?” I asked him, handing the toy to him.

It turns out not too well, but he took my directions, enjoying getting to watch me writhe in pleasure. I instructed him to put a finger inside me.

"Oh, Miss," he moaned. "You're so tight. You feel so good..." I had him push a second finger inside me, filling me entirely, and move them back and forth in my pussy.

His face was full of longing, and he seemed to be holding himself back from saying something. "What do you want to do to me?" I asked him. I was close to cumming.

"I want to fuck you so badly," he panted. "Please let me."

I laughed at him. "It'll never happen, boy," I said, and came.

Tuesday

I let Nick sweat the whole day out, then went into his room around 10 in the evening.

“You had better lie back and get comfortable,” I told Nick once he was naked and uncaged, his desperate dick immediately springing to life. "You're going to be here for a while." His feelings seemed mixed, miserable knowing there would be no real release for him today but excited for his cock to get any attention. Plus, I was wearing only my short silk robe, open to expose my breasts, and skimpy lace panties and he took the view in, excited and frustrated.

I guessed correctly that he kept lube for jerking off with in his bedside drawer, now useless for him. I rubbed some all over his cock and proceeded to stroke very slowly, stopping each time he approached orgasm. I edged him that way a half dozen times, his eyes rolling and fingers gripping his sheets. I pried one of his hands up and put some lube in it, instructing him to oil my tits up.

He obeyed excitedly, caressing and kneading my generous breasts, circling my nipples with his fingers. I put my tits around his throbbing cock and repeatedly brought him to the edge of cumming, and then stopped. He moaned and whimpered, occasionally begging but still, even half out of his mind with the urgency to cum, was careful not to make any demands.

When I was tired of teasing him I took his cock, now leaking pre-cum steadily, firmly in my hand and stroked, taking him just past the edge this time before letting go. We both watched as his cum leaked out, his orgasm once again totally ruined. He groaned in miserable frustration as I retrieved his cage.

His cock, still rock-hard, was not cooperating at all as I tried to re-cage him. "Nothing personal," I said and grabbed his bruised balls, squeezing and kneading them while he wailed until his cock finally deflated enough to force it back into his cage.

Wednesday

I was through waiting. I summoned Nick and told him to eat my pussy, but this time I arranged my self over top of him, sitting on his face and leaning forward to play with his balls.

At first I caressed them, even giving them a few licks and a gentle suck each as Nick moaned into my pussy. As I got closer to orgasm, I closed one fist around the base of his ballsack, making his nuts taught at the end of it.

“I'm ready to cum, Nick. Make me cum.” I punched my other fist into his nuts, watching as they absorbed the impact entirely, with absolutely nowhere to escape.

He yelped but continued licking. “Every ten seconds or so if I don’t cum I’m going to punch them,” I told him, and buried my fist into his balls again.

After four or five punches his whole body was shaking, but he was still determinedly trying to get me to cum. I increased the frequency of my blows as I approached orgasm, giving him four consecutive hard shots as I finally went over the edge, switched to squeezing them, crying out in pleasure.

When I finally released him, he rolled into the fetal position, holding his aching balls and moaning. "You should thank me," I said, content in my afterglow while he suffered. “You're going to be an absolute pro at eating pussy by the time I'm through with you."

Thursday

I thought I should lay off Nick again until his big day on Saturday, and he spent the day resting his once-again inflated balls. After dinner he approached me shyly though, asking if he could go out that night to the bar with a couple of his friends.

"Of course!" I said, "I'm not your jailer." Only your cock and balls' jailer, I thought to myself. I was impressed with his politeness, though, and enjoyed how much he was beginning to defer to me in his daily life.

Nick's friend Brad came to pick him up, and I was sure to answer the door when I heard the bell, dressed in a crop top and cutoff shorts. I called for Nick as Brad's eyes went up and down me, not even trying to be discreet about his ogling. He was shorter and more muscular than Nick, with short blonde hair. "Have fun!" I told Nick as he passed me, hugging him and making sure to give him a little extra attention in front of his friend.

As they walked away, I heard Brad ask, "Are you hitting that, man?" Nick quickly shook his head and Brad said, "I would be."

"I really doubt it," Nick replied, and Brad casually sack-tapped him, the light blow having more an effect on Nick's tortured nuts than he expected, making Brad laugh.

Friday

I didn't wait up for Nick but found him at the breakfast table the next morning looking nervous. "What's up?" I asked.

"If this isn't okay, Miss, please just tell me and it will never happen again, and nothing more will happen, but I... I met a girl last night." Nick winced, seeming to brace for punishment.

To be honest, I felt a little flame of jealousy, but I considered i considered the idea. Another girl in Nick's life would only make his balls more blue, after all. "Of course," I said smiling. "I mean, you won't be able to take your cage off with her or anything. But otherwise, do what you like. How did you meet?"

Nick's relief and happiness clouded again. "Well, actually... She's kind of Brad's girlfriend. I mean, well, she was, but she won't be for long. And honestly, he's a total jerk to her. He doesn't deserve her!"

I laughed. "You cannot stay out of trouble! When will I get to meet this young lady?"

"Tonight," he said, excitedly. "Since you're okay with it, I'm going to have her come over."

I busied myself before then setting up cameras in the lounge and Nick's room. Voyeurism, after all, was my first passion.

Nick's girl, Rin, arrived that evening and I greeted her cheerfully, dressed in what I thought of as a conservative sundress since it covered the majority of my tits and ass. Rin was a slender, beautiful Japanese girl of 18. She was dressed a bit goth, pairing a midriff-baring shirt and school girl skirt with big industrial boots. She glared at me suspiciously on her way to join Nick in the lounge.

He sure picks some gorgeous women, I thought, delighted, on my way to watch their progress on my laptop in my room. And always with attitude. I stripped off to make it easier to touch myself.

I didn't have to wait long, after very little small talk Rin and Nick started making out and began to remove each other's clothes. She was soon naked apart form her boots, revealing perky tits with pierced nipples and a bare pussy. Nick was down to his boxers, and obviously making excuses about not taking them off. Rin shrugged and pushed him back on the couch, mounted his face.

My kind of girl, I thought, rubbing my clit. We were all interrupted however, by a furious banging on the door. Nick and Rin were obviously not too quick to answer in their undressed state. I threw on a robe and went to get it, pretty sure of who would be waiting there. Brad stormed through the door and past me furiously, barely taking the time to ogle me. I had to jog to keep up with him as he searched the premises, not wanting to miss the show. Soon he found Nick and Rin, she totally naked, him in boxers, in the lounge scrambling for clothes.

"You bastard!" Brad yelled, giving Nick no time to react as he rushed to him and launched a huge, booted kick into his nuts, lifting him off the ground. Nick screamed but before he could crumple, Brad seized the bulge of his nuts through his boxers and didn't just squeeze, but twisted, seeming determined to wrench them off.

Rin was beside herself trying to defend her new boyfriend, who was currently wailing like a banshee and begging for Brad to let him go. She was hitting Brad but being so small, she was easy for him to ignore. She quickly realized her only recourse and shoved one hand down the front of his jeans, locating his balls and clamping down on them.

And so the three of them were locked in, everyone screaming. Each time Rin squeezed Brad's balls harder, he did the same to Nick's. As much fun as it was to watch, I thought Brad would probably destroy Nick before too long, his big hand crushing him, his muscular arm flexing, and I owed other people a lot more fun with Nick's balls. I stepped into Brad's eyeline and dropped my robe.

Even through his agony and fury, my body caught his attention. "Listen. Brad," I said. "I know it's difficult, but you've lost her. Rin is with Nick now, the absolute bastard." His grip tightened, making Nick's voice raise another octave, but he was listening. "You've given him some payback, he's certainly not going to be having any fun with those tonight," I continued, indicating Nick's balls crushed in Brad's hand. "But if you let go, Rin will let go before you've taken too much damage, and some fun is in your immediate future."

Brad's eyes widened, "Seriously?" He choked.

"All yours until you're totally satisfied," I promised, indicating my naked body, "But you have to let go right now."

He released Nick's balls and Nick collapsed into a pile, sobbing. Rin in turn let Brad's nuts go to rush to comfort Nick, but I swear I could see a flash of enjoyment in her eyes...

I tried to make the best of Brad's amateur fucking. He had a nice enough dick and body, and had plenty of pent up energy, but he just pounded me, grunting while I lie there bored. He had me in every position possible and wasn't satisfied until he came three times. Finally, I was escorting him out. I launched a kick between his legs from behind after he was through the door. "That's for not making me cum," I informed him as he writhed in the dirt, slamming and locking the door.

Rin had long since departed but Nick was still lying on the ground, curled around his brutalized nuts.

"How are they?" I asked, wincing. He just groaned in reply. "Well I hate to say you had it coming but, you did steal the man's girlfriend."

Nick's eyes narrowed at me. "I can't believe you fucked him."

"Excuse me?" I asked, "I did that for you! And besides, are you sure of that tone?"

Nick whimpered. "I'm sorry, Miss. But how am I going to take my hits tomorrow?" He said miserably. "My balls are thrashed." I had a look at them and he wasn't wrong, they were hideously swollen and bright red. "Rin untwisted them at least," he said. sounding humiliated. "I had to explain the cage... and everything. She thought it was funny.”

I sighed. “These are in bad shape. I'll tell you what. I'll let the girls know what happened. We won't go to the lagoon at all tomorrow." I was a little shocked at my own cruelty, but it was too good an opportunity to pass up.

His face lit up with relief. "Really? Oh, Miss. Thank you so much. And I can still...?" He said hopefully, remembering my promise that he could have an orgasm.

"Sure. All you have to do is behave for one more day."

Saturday

Emma and Natalie arrived at the house early, Natalie hauling a duffle bag. I hushed them as they came in, Nick wasn't awake yet and I was hoping to surprise him. Luckily, he was a very heavy sleeper and was totally exhausted by the previous night's events.

We crept into his room and I pulled Nick's sheets down slowly, careful not to wake him. I pulled his boxers down and the girls gasped and giggled at his already bruised and swollen nuts. I even managed to uncage him without waking him up, and we admired his big, thick cock as it immediately stiffened. I very softly caressed it with my fingertips, Nick moaning a bit in his sleep.

"I'll wake him up for you," I whispered to the girls, and gave Nick a solid punch to the balls. He sprang up into sitting, his eyes flying open. He tried to take in what was happening, and the fresh new pain shooting through his body, as he look around at us in growing alarm.

"Wha- I thought-"

"Good morning, Sunshine!" Natalie said cheerily as she dropped the duffle bag. It clunked ominously on the floor.

"What's in there, anyway?" I asked.

"Shoes, mostly," said Emma. "We're always kicking and stomping his balls with our bare feet. I thought it might be fun to try and mix it up a bit." She didn't sound as happy as Natalie, and I realized that there was fury in her eyes. She was still angry at Nick, and probably more so now that there was yet another woman in his life. I wondered what he was in for today with a little thrill of anticipation.

Nick, meanwhile, was just starting to catch on. He looked at me in terror. "Star-er, Miss, I thought we were skipping today? Because of..." He indicated his already brutalized balls.

"Oh no, silly," I said. "You can't miss your punishment! I said we wouldn't go to the lagoon today. I let the girls know you had a little trouble, and they offered to save you all that walking by coming over instead! Aren't they sweet? Now, you'd better stand up and get ready, they're waiting."

The reality of what was about to happen setting in for him, Nick struggled to his feet. He looked devastated but tried to put a brave face on and he spread his legs. Emma was slipping on some red, pointy-toed stilettoes. She was wearing a short tennis dress, and paused to admire how the heels lengthened her legs before launching a hard kick into Nick's balls. The pointy toe caught his left testicle and drove it unforgivingly into his pelvis. Nick somehow stayed standing, leaning down and putting his hands on knees, retching.

"Dammit!" said Emma. "I only got one of them. Can I even him out?" I nodded and she kicked him again, this time nailing his right nut. Nick's strength gave out and he collapsed, whimpering.

"My turn!" Natalie said. She had donned big black work boots. She brought Nick a chair and motioned for him to sit down. He hauled himself up and sat down carefully, his balls dangling off the edge of the chair. She spread his legs, aimed, and kicked his balls hard, smashing them against the underside of the chair. Nick screamed and hit the ground again, rolling around in anguish.

"Oh my god," he moaned, "My balls! My fucking balls..."

"Damn," I admired. "Steel toe?"

"Safety first," Natalie said with a wink.

Emma was already pulling Nick back up to his feet, giving him no time to recover. He stood woozily on shaky legs, trying to keep his composure. Emma put her hands on his shoulders and smashed her knee up into his groin. He collapsed against her, crying out, and she drover her knee into his aching nuts a second time. Nick pulled away from her, desperately trying to escape the onslaught to his balls, but when he turned to his right, Natalie was there to launch her steel-toed boot into his groin again. Nick fell to all fours, and before he could protect his nuts Natalie was behind him to kick them yet again, smashing them between her boot and his body.

Nick managed to crawl away and curled himself around his balls, sobbing. "That's six already, ladies," I reminded them.

Natalie echoed my own thoughts, saying, "I don't know about all of you, but I'm fucking horny. Is this boy good for anything except getting his nuts kicked in?"

"He's alright," I said. "Give him a try."

Natalie lied on Nick's bed and pulled up her athletic dress and, having no panties on, revealed her bare pussy. "Get over here, you," she called to the heap on the floor that was Nick. He dragged himself over to her, looking relieved at possibly getting a break. He positioned himself kneeling on the floor in front of her and proceeded to eat her pussy, not noticing Emma behind until she wrapped her hands firmly around his balls.

A shudder went through his body, but he didn't pause his work on Natalie's clit. Emma let him service her for awhile uninterrupted, then slowly began to increase the pressure of her squeeze. Nick's body began to shake but he didn't stop licking. Natalie grabbed his hair and began to grind her pussy against his face, approaching orgasm. Emma clamped down as hard as she could on his balls as Natalie came, moaning. Nick was convulsing, his knuckles white as he gripped the sheets of the bed, trying to cope with the pain, but he didn't stop until Natalie was finished.

Emma released his agonized balls but before he could move away launched a brutal uppercut into them, making Nick, his mouth finally free, scream at the top of his lungs.

"That was your last shot," I let her know. I was breathing hard and needing to cum myself. Emma was moving into Natalie's spot on the bed, ready for her turn, but she got on all fours so Nick could eat her pussy from the back. Nick had been looking worried and gently probing his balls, not confident of their condition, but Emma's pussy in his face seemed to take his mind of them for at least a moment. He proceeded to lick her, his cocking growing hard. Natalie, still a bit dreamy from her orgasm, had lied down on the floor behind Nick and was watching along with me.

I was noticing Nick's erection, leaking pre-cum, was rubbing against his mattress as he licked Emma's clit. I was worried he might cum and went to say something to him, when Natalie shot out her booted foot and smashed his balls flat against the wooden bed frame just below the mattress. The shock and pain hit Nick so suddenly and unexpectedly that he stopped going down on Emma, screaming and grabbing his nuts.

"Don't stop, you fucking idiot," Emma panted and he resumed licking.

"And get your hands off your nuts," I reminded him. "You're not allowed to cover them."

He quickly moved his hands away from his balls and dug his fingers into the sheets again.

"Last one," I told Natalie. I had slid my hand down my shorts and panties and was masturbating, unable to wait any longer. Natalie aimed to stomp Nick's balls into the bed frame again, and timed it poorly. Emma's cries had begun to mount as she approached orgasm, and just as she started to go over the edge Natalie's boot crashed into Nick's balls again, crushing them flat against the wooden frame. It was too much for Nick. He pulled back from Emma, screaming, and hit the ground, rolling around, delirious with pain.

"God dammit!" Emma cried out, frustrated. She turned furious eyes to me. "I should get an extra shot on him. He ruined my orgasm!" I nodded permission to her. I hadn't cum yet myself and wanted to see what else she had in mind for him.

Nick opened his mouth to protest, for a moment overwhelmed at the unfairness of it, his balls totally spent, but he stopped himself.

Emma had pulled another pair of shoes from the bag and begun strapping them on. Shiny, black stripper boots, with a 6" platform. She walked to where Nick lay on the ground and kicked his legs open. His dick was hanging down over his balls and she kicked the head of it, making it flop out out her way onto his stomach and making him yelp. She carefully placed each of the platforms over each of his testicles and slowly began to lean forward, putting more and more of her weight on them.

Nick's eyes were bulging as he stared at his flattening nuts, horrified but unable to look away. He was trembling all over but seemed terrified to move, afraid of accidentally putting more pressure on his trapped balls. He was beyond screaming or breathing. Emma had all of her weight on his balls now, smashing them paper thin against the floor as Natalie and I stared in fascination.

They must be seconds from exploding, I thought, and came hard. Emma finally stepped off of him, and we all watched anxiously to see if his balls would inflate again. They mostly did.

The girls packed up and left, giddy and cheerful. I could barely wait until they walked out the door to pounce on Nick, who hadn't moved an inch since getting stepped on. He seemed totally checked out, staring into space. I spread my body over his, pushed my fingers into his hair, and kissed him deeply.

“My balls are broken,” he said flatly when our lips parted.

“They’re not. You’re going to be fine. You did so good for me, baby. I’m going to take good care of you.” I pulled my top off and kissed him again, rubbing my body against his. He began kissing me back and I felt his cock stiffen between us.

“I fucked up with Emma,” he said sadly. “I messed up getting her off, I thought for sure you wouldn’t let me cum properly because of that.”

“Fuck Emma,” I told him. “You did great.” I kissed his neck and down his body. Being careful not to so much as nudge his absurdly swollen, deeply reddened balls, I started to kiss and lick up the length of his shaft, swirling my tongue around the head of it.

“Oh my god,” Nick moaned in ecstasy, his eyes rolling back. I took the length of his cock in my mouth and down my throat, sliding up and down him slowly.

“I’m gonna cum,” he choked out, but I stopped before he could and stood up.

“There’s just one more thing you have to do for me, baby. You have to take one more hit, from me. You have to stand up and ask me for it.”

Nick’s blue eyes welled with tears. He buried his face in his hands. “I can’t. I just can’t take it. Please just cage me again, don’t make my balls hurt anymore.”

“You can, and then I’ll make you feel so good.” I helped him to his feet. Looking anguished already, he spread his legs apart for me and closed his eyes.

“I’m sorry to ask, Miss,” he said. “But please, if you could go easy on them, I really don’t think they can take much more…”

“I’ll decide,” I said. “Now ask me.”

He readied himself as much as possible. “Please kick me in the balls.”

I kicked him as hard as I possibly could, feeling the top of my foot smash against both of his swollen nuts and slam them into his body, trapping them and crushing them flat for a moment.

His eyes flew open and he fell to the ground yet again, screaming. I pried his hands from his crotch and began to lick and suck his cock again. Nick moaned, the mixture of pain and pleasure in his body overwhelming him.

I settled into a rhythm, taking his big dick deep into my throat again and again. I started going faster and working my hands on the shaft of his cock along with my mouth. Nick couldn’t find any words to let me know he was about to cum, but I could tell from his tensing body and his spasming cock. I finally let him have release and he shot an enormous load down my throat.

Afterward he laid back, blissful. I lied down in the crook of his arm. His cock was still hard, and I knew that the blowjob likely just took the edge off of his frustration. He seemed happy with it at the moment anyway. “What do you say?” I asked.

He smiled serenely. “Thank you, Misstress.”