Treatment for a pervert

Don't mind me, just passing by.

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Upon returning home after a tiresome day, one would very much prefer to see nothing out of the ordinary, but what awaited Maggie was a surprise. Not the kind of surprise that would lighten up one’s mood: like a snack lovingly prepared(or at the very least bought) by her boyfriend, who should have already left for his night shift, or a package that was delivered a bit earlier than expected, no, she had no such luck. Instead, upon entering her room and preparing a change of clothes to wear after a routine shower, she noticed a pair of panties conspiciously missing from her drawer, but did not give it much significance, she was too tired for it.

After untying her long brown hair and freeing herself of the oppressive outfit that she hardly got to enjoy as anything but stuff to wear when going to and from work, she was about to step into the shower when she saw something unsightly in the basket of clothes in need of washing. Leo’s socks were on top of everything else. “How many times do I have to tell him?” she murmured under her breath as she kneeled down to sort things out, but stopped shortly after, a stunned look on her face that was quickly turning to disgust.

She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. While participating in a beauty pageant would be a step too far, not calling her hot would be quite the mistake. With a frown on her face she briefly touched her modest chest, she was more than sure that he was thinking of her while jerking off, but with the deep sigh which followed showed that it was hardly the biggest concern. “That’s it, I’ve been ignoring the issue for too long,” Maggie slowly breathed in and out, colour returning to her face as she steeled herself to confront her partner in a way he would remember for a bit longer than the simple reprimands she voiced whenever she caught him watching porn.

Although she entered the delightfully refreshing stream of water with not the slightest idea of how to pull it off, the heat certainly helped her come up with a way to cull Leo’s horniness. She was going to teach him the danger of using things in unintended ways. Luckily, the next two days were weekends, giving her plenty of time to execute her plan.

It would do her no good if he was too exhausted to understand her intentions, so she let him rest until evening, leaving to buy some equipment in the meantime.

Leo was so vulnerable, lying there with naught but a thin blanket and a simple pair of white trunks protecting him from danger, though even that line of defense didn’t last longer than a couple seconds. Then again, he could not have expected Maggie, who knows perfectly well how heavy a sleeper he is, to exploit his weakness and cuff him to the bed, leaving him unable to guard his exposed junk.

While he was strong enough to defeat any jarlid, those muscles of his would stand no chance against the cuffs. Even with the soft padding on the inside he should understand that after a pull or two.

He must have been having quite the pleasant dream, judging by his impressive erection, one she had to ignore for the time being, shifting her focus to the heavy pair of nuts resting softly on the bedsheets. She put on a pair of rubber gloves and took out a tube of toothpaste, squeezing a bit more of it on her finger that she’d use to brush her teeth. “*Alright, no going back now,*” she took a deep breath and smeared the pure-white paste on his shaved scrotum, using both hands to carefully massage it deep into his skin, eliciting soft moans from Leo.

“*That should be enough. Now, as long as I don’t keep it on too long, he should be fine.*” His nutsack looked so shiny once she was done and judging from the twitching of his rock-hard cock, he must have enjoyed the sensation, but that didn’t last. Soon enough, his moaning turned to discomfort as the sensation akin to frostbite settled in his nutsack, waking him up.

“Oh… fuck!” He exclaimed as he tried to reach down to his nuts to no avail. His vision darted around the room before settling on the hottie sitting between his spread-out legs. “Whoa,” for a brief moment he was dazed by the sight of his partner’s naked breasts, but the burning in his nuts quickly diminished his excitement. “Maggie, what the fuck?” he asked as calmly as a man in his position could, which is to say, he was close to shouting.

Instead of answering, she held up a pair of panties. They were washed, but he got the hint regardless, quickly suppressing any other exclamations he might have had in store. “I’m doing this for your sake, Leo. Don’t hate me for it.” Though it was more or less a command, there was a degree of care in her words, though from the way his face was contorting from the pain in his fat plums, it didn’t look like he understood her completely.

“What…” stifling a grunt, he tried to speak, “did you do to my balls?” He put the emphasis on the word ‘Balls’, as if it was the only thing he could really think about at the moment.

“Nothing permanent, yet,” she answered honestly, “this is only a trial, after all.” Garnering his questioning gaze, she elaborated further, “You did something very hurtful, you know. I was always there for you when you wanted to have a quickie, and yet I would still catch you jerking it off to other girls. Do I really not satisfy you?”

He could not completely hide the annoyance creeping up on his face, especially so with the discomfort growing to the point that it felt as if his nuts was being turned into a pair of roasted meatballs, and yet he had to answer carefully if he wanted to keep them. “You’re the only one I think about when I fa-” a loud smack cut him off guard and was followed by a prolonged moan as his sensitive balls almost glowed red where Maggie hit slapped them.

“*You didn’t have to phrase it like that!*” Although she got the answer she wanted, the embarrassment on her face was unmistakable, at least to someone who wasn’t too preoccupied with a world of pain.

“*Fuuuck… She looks angry! If I slip up, she’s gonna pop ‘em for good!*” Not so quick on the follow-up, Leo tried to rein in the situation before she smashed his balls, “I-I mean, your boobs are the best! I can’t get enough of them! And that ass! Every time I see you I can’t help but get-AAAA,” this time he couldn’t quite hold back the scream as her gloved fist landed squarely on his nuts, squishing them against the bed.

Even more embarrassed after hearing that, Maggie had a bit of trouble holding herself back, but she forced herself to stop before she did something she might regret, instead she tried to move onward with the plan. “I-is that so? Still, you have to at least stop doing it every damn day,” although her voice was shaking, the horror on Leo’s face as he nodded along was confirmed the effectiveness of the last hit. “Besides, what’s more important is you using my stuff to pleasure yourself without at least asking me!”

She took a brief look down at his swollen nuts.With how much of the paste she used and how thorough she was in applying it, Maggie was not surprised to see the skin of his scrotum red as an overripe tomato. “*Just a bit made my pinkie itchy as hell, I wonder how he’s managed to remain sane,”* she pondered as she picked his heavy plums, they were hot to the touch before, but now she could feel fever-like heat through the gloves.

“Please, Maggie, don’t do it!” his trembling voice was bordering on crying, but as she raised her other hand and curled it up in a fist, he could only clench his teeth in anticipation.

**SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK**

With each subsequent strike she could hold back her emotions less and less. A wide grin formed on her face as she repeatedly bashed his nuts, deforming the squishy yet durable organs just to have them regain their shape over and over again. With a wet spot forming on the fresh pair she was wearing, it wouldn’t be far-fetched to say that she was getting off on his pain.

To the owner of these delicate balls, however, this was nothing short of torture. Understanding that he brought this upon himself did nothing to alleviate the hellfire cooking his nuts while they’re still attached, and neither did his cooperation, however forced, soften up her blows, making him feel each and every strike as a grenade exploding in his stomach.

After the umpteenth time her gloved fist connected with his swollen nuts, he couldn’t even scream properly, gasping for air as much as he could. Although the chemical burns were mild at worst and wouldn’t even show up the next day, they were more than enough to make him a lot more sensitive. Having given up on escaping his restraints, he could only hope that the next strike would be the lest.

**SMACK SMACK CRUNCH**

Once she’d gotten his nuts to the limit of what they could endure without needing emergency care, he could no longer afford to conserve strength. “STOP! PLEASE, MAGGIE! I WON’T DO IT AGAIN! I PROMISE” his shouting finally brought her back to earth, though for a moment it seemed like she wanted to pop his nuts for daring to take her out of her trance-like state, but that anger was soon replaced by yet more embarrassment. “Ow, my baaaalls!” he groaned as she poked around his ballsack, making sure his nuts weren’t actually broken.

“How are you even hard after all that?” He could not give an answer, istead moaning about his balls. Despite the end of her onslaught, were still being ‘burned’ by the paste. “Look at me, Leo,” she commanded, but to no effect. “I said,” she tightened the grip around the base of his nuts, “Look. At. Me.” Now she had his undivided attention. He really did look like someone who would do anything for his torment to stop, and she had to capitalize on it if today’s exercise were to actually move things in the right direction. “Next time you do something like rummaging through my stuff without my permission or jerking off to porn on a daily basis, it’ll be way worse, do you understand?”

Receiving a good enough response in the form of a high-pitched “Yes”, she moved to remove the cuffs. “Couldn’t we just talk about it?” he asked once his hands were free and he could scratch his nuts to his heart’s content, althoiugh it was clear that the more he scratched, the worse agitated he became. With how intensely he was pushing his nails into the skin, it wouldn't be a surprise if he ended up castrating himself if Maggie took just a bit longer to release him.

“I’ve tried talking, you wouldn’t listen,” finally releasing his legs, she grabbed him by the arm, making him flinch in response. “Go and wash your dumb nuts if you don’t want to end up breaking them with all that scratching. Use plenty of soap,” she told him, stifling a grin. But before he could leave, she also tossed him the panties she was wearing, “And don’t forget to test if they’re still working.”