Tuesday, 24 May 2016

Paradise Palms

Nigel had been the manager of the Paradise Palms hotel for two years now. He liked the role working in a hotel on a tropical island and especially loved the weather. The weather was usually hot and sunny, just like the postcards but there had been a recent storm that had hit the island. It knocked out phones as well as the internet but they were back up and running now.

Nigel was 28 and kept in good shape. He was liked by most of the employees but had been having some issues with the corporate office. The storms affected the number of tourists so he was being pushed to increase the numbers.

Nigel walked into the hotels offices. The rooms were air-conditioned and in island d├ęcor. He passed his assistant Vanessa who was a 23 years old. She had blonde hair with blue eyes and a cute smile. He had liked her from the start, not just because of her curvy figure or large breasts as some thought but her sweet nature.

He walked past her “Hey Vanessa any messages?”

“Just one Nigel. Lana wants to talk to you about something?”

Nigel was a little apprehensive because Lana’s main role was male punishment. Nigel actually liked her and they got along when off duty. Vanessa, Lana and himself often had drinks together and socialized quite often. He had an agreement with her that they would not let any disciplinary action affect their friendship. Which was good because every few months Lana would need to torture his testicles often very harshly. Lana was also very skilled at torturing the testicles as Nigel knew but she was also a fair woman so the punishments always fit the crime.

Nigel replied “Do you know what it is about?”

Vanessa looked around to make sure there was no one else in the office that might hear “I’m not sure but as your assistant head office usually emails me if you are to have your…. You know…. Testicles tortured. But it did sound serious”

“I hope it is nothing too serious”

“It might be as several reports were late as a result of the last storm. Head office chased me up about some of them and asked why you had not sent them. I didn’t want to use the storm as an excuse so they might be mad about that. If they think that you have finished two reports late without a good reason then your testicles will be seriously punished” 

She looked concerned about him as she spoke.

“Well maybe if I talk to them they will reduce my punishment slightly?”

Vanessa nodded with a glint of hope “Hopefully they will if you talk to them. Anyway how are your balls doing after our kicking session last month?”

Nigel thought for a minute “They are healed now but they hurt for a while afterwards. Luckily you spotted that error on my time sheet”

She smiled “Yeah it was lucky but it was a shame I was asked to kick you with those heels on. They must have hurt”

“They did but you did the right thing in reporting the mistake”

“Thanks Nigel plus I did like getting to see your balls. They are a nice handful”

He felt a little flattered “Thanks Vanessa I’m glad you liked them”

“Yeah they are a nice pair and I’m sorry to say but kicking them was fun. Actually as no one I around can I squeeze them?”

“Squeeze them?” He replied.

“Yeah I just remembered you didn’t lock your computer so you need a good squeeze for at least five minutes. Plus compared to an evening with Lana the pain will be nothing”

He nodded “Ok Vanessa”

She clapped her hands together “Great thanks!”

He undid his shorts and dropped them along with his underwear. He then sat on the edge of the table next to where Vanessa was sitting with his legs apart. She moved her chair around looking at his balls as he put his hands on the edge of the desk to grip.

She cupped his balls then played with them a while. She fondled them inspecting each one with her hands. This would be nice if it was not for the knowledge of imminent pain.

She looked up “ready?”


He looked down as she closed her right hand around his balls then she used her left one as well. She looked up at his as she slowly applied pressure to the testicles. Gradually he could feel then balls being crushed in her hands.  She increased the pressure to cause more pain to him. He gripped the table hard as the pain became quite intense.

Lana had told her to apply hard consistent pressure when torturing the testicles by crushing them. He was now feeling the benefit of those words. He tensed his muscles as the pain was quite high.

“Ouch! Ouch!”

She squeezed hard enjoying the expression of pain on his face. She was enjoying the feeling of his testicles and was proud she had managed to get her grip right. using both hands she found she was able to keep the pressure on for much longer as Nigel could now feel. 

It had been over two minutes since she started crushing his balls and he was tossing his head side to side to cope with the pain. After about three minutes he could feel her moving one of her fingers as well as the intense crushing pain. He soon felt a sharp point then realized she was now pushing a nail into his left testicle. He finger nail deformed the shape of the ball adding to the pain.


After four minutes of crushing the door opened and in walked Megan. Megan had brown hair and was about 25. She was wearing a bikini with a name badge and had a towel around her waist.

“Having fun there are we?”

At the surprise Vanessa released her grip of his balls to Nigel’s relief. Nigel looked around to see Megan standing there. She cut an impressive figure with the light shining in from behind her as she looked back at him. 

Nigel responded “I did not lock my computer so I am having my testicles squeezed. Vanessa was punishing me”

“Well I suppose that’s ok then. Do you mind if I have a look?”

Vanessa placed her right hand under his balls lifting them slightly “No not at all” she said.

Megan then walked around and kneeled in front of Nigel’s so his balls were about her eye level. She cupped them and felt them like Vanessa had done before. She then looked up at Nigel “It’s not fair she gets all the fun can I hurt them too?”

He did not want any more pain but was scared of saying the wrong thing “Of course Megan what would you like to do to them?”

She looked at the testicles as she felt them and noticed that behind them was the hard wooden edge of the table. She had an idea and smiled. “Allow your testicles to rest against the wooden edge of the table then I would like to punch them”

He moved back slightly so his balls rested against the table top edge. Megan then got into position, made a first then punched him.


She struck his left ball with the knuckle on her fist. He grit his teeth.


She punched the other ball this time compressing it between the table top and her knuckle. She could feel the testicle dent inwards with the force before it bounced back.


He groaned though his teeth from the splitting pain of her punches. Seeing him suffer Megan giggled to herself.


The ball she hit bounced back of the table edge.


She punched him 15 times before stopping. Leaving him sore and breathing deeply. There were red marks where here knuckles had hit the balls and he could feel the impacts even now. 

She stood up “Thanks for that. That was fun Nigel"

Still hurting he nodded “Thank you for helping with my punishment”

Vanessa then said “Nigel you should get going Lana needs to talk to you”

He pulled up his pants then left the two girls in the office. As he let the air-conditioned office he instantly felt the heat along with the humidity. The sun was high in the sky and as everyone else was on holiday the place was filled with happy people.

Walking around the resort there were dozens of people so he worked to hide the pain from his sore balls. Once he got to the beach he looked around then saw Lana over by the over water guest houses that were being renovated. Seeing her he headed over not wanting to keep her waiting.

Nigel walked over to the area being renovated passing the “Do not Enter” sign. He walked down a wooden walkway to the guest house where he saw Lana. Under the walkway the land had ended so he could see the ocean’s waves lapping up the sides of the walkways supports. Then he was her looking out to sea silhouetted against the sun.

He walked up to her “Hey Lana, I heard you were looking for me?”

She turned to face him. She was 25 with tanned skin and long black hair that flowed in the wind. Lana had a curvy figure with large, perk breasts that were only just contained by her small bathing suit. Looking down her he liked her legs that were well toned making her a very effective ballbuster. She was actually a very, very good ballbuster has Nigel had found out on many occasions. Most weeks she tortured his testicles in one way or another but despite this he thought of her as a friend.

She turned around “Hey Nigel, it’s good to see you. How are your balls after our last kicking session?”

“They have healed nicely Lana. You did a good job breaking them and it took several days for the swelling to go down”

“Nice to hear your testicles are ok but how are you after the session. I was quite hard on you?”

He responded “I’m ok. I deserved the pain so I accept it”

“It’s good you have such a healthy attitude to your punishments. More men should think like you”

She then opened the door to the bungalow next to them “come on in. We can talk in here and these are all empty so there is no one else around”

They both walked into the room then she closed the door behind them. It was an open plan room with white walls and light wood on the floor. There was no bed of furniture yet but there was a good view from the window looking out to sea.

Lana asked “What took you so long to come and find me?”

Nigel responded “I left my computer unlocked so the girls were punishing me. I had my balls squeezed for about five minutes then had then punched as they rested against the hard table”

Lana raised her eyebrows “Interesting, may I inspect your testicle to make sure they have received enough damage? It sounds like you were not punished harshly enough”  

“Of course Lana”

She knelt down in front of his as he undid his shorts allowing them to fall to the ground. There was silence in the room as she handled his balls with her hands. It was so quiet that he could hear the waves under the floor.  Nigel looked out the window to the sea as she gave them a detailed inspection.

After a minute she stood up “Nigel I am disappointed. There is no were near enough damage to your balls. The girls should have made sure there was serious internal damage to both balls and signs on bleeding inside the testicles. Or even a rupture would not have been out of the question. You have left your computer unlocked a few times now”

“I’m sorry Lana I just let the girls do whatever they wanted to my balls”

“Yes but you’re a manager so you should know more damage is needed. Did you discuss this with them at all?”

“No Lana I just left to see you after they were finished. But I should have recommended they punish my balls far more. I''m sorry”

“That’s right you should have. So I will have to punish you for not requesting a serious enough punishment plus punish you correctly for leaving your computer unlocked. Then there is the matter of the late reports. It’s not right that you still have functioning balls”

He nodded his head “I understand Lana. I’m really sorry but there is no excuse for my behavior”

She stroked his arm gently “It’s ok I understand that being a man can be hard. This must be difficult but the important thing is you have admitted it so we can correct the error. You know I am really going to hurt your balls don’t you?”

“Yes Lana”

“Good. Now then for your punishment I think we can both agree that serious damage is needed can’t we”

He nodded his head.

“Good. So I want you to think before you answer but would you agree that you should have perhaps one of your testicles ruptured?”

He instantly responded “What! Surely that is too much. Please don’t do that”

“I asked you to think about it Nigel. You must admit you have made the mistake of leaving you PC unlocked a few times now and the reports have been late so you really deserve it. Plus it would be a great way to show the other staff that we take this seriously. Also as a manager it would look a lot better if you supported the punishment”

“I don’t know Lana it would be a permanent change and a painful one”

“True but as your friend I really feel it is a hard punishment but a fair one. I do think it is for the best and I hope you can see that”

Lana appeared almost to be begging him to agree or give some indication he would accept it. She wanted to do what was right and testicle rupture was the correct punishment. But as he was her friend she wanted him to see that as well.

He looked down thinking for a moment as she stood waiting for a response. He raised his head looking at her. “I know your right about the rupture but it is so hard to agree to it. I’ll lose part of my manhood”

“Please keep thinking about it. I have performed several ruptures in the past and most of the time the men were grateful. They knew they deserved it and saw how much work it was for me so they thanked me afterwards. In situation like this it really is the best option not just for me but for the man as well”

“Do I have a choice Lana?”

She shook her head “Not really I’m going to go ahead with it anyway but if you appeared to agree to it, it would look much better for you. You do deserve to lose at least one ball but if you resist then you will lose the respect of your colleges and probably your position. So if you agree to it then you could remain a manager”

He looked desperate “Do you really have too?”

She thought for a moment and replied “Well if you behave then I will think about leaving you intact but no promises”

Seeing it as the best deal he could hope for he said “Ok then I’ll do whatever you wish”

“Very good now take off all your clothes then lay on the floor here with your legs spread” She pointed to a specific spot so he did as she asked.

Once in place she picked up a hammer and some large nails then hammered three nails into the ground. One above his head then one near each foot. He was relieved to see these nails were to be used for his restraints not on him. 

She took some rope and tied his hands together then secured them to the nail above his head then tied his feet to the other nails. The result was he was tied down firmly with his legs apart and his arm tied above his head.

He was taking steady breaths trying to remain calm as he heard her bare feet on the wooden floor walking behind him. She came back with another bit of rope that was much longer and threw it over a beam that was running across above their heads. Once over one bit of the rope was in her hands while the other was over the beam with the end dandling just above Nigel’s testicles. He looked on frighten about what she was planning to do to him.

She tied the end of the rope that was in her hands to one of the nails holding his legs in place but left enough slack so that the rope easily reached his testicles. She stood between his legs then pulled the slack out of the rope. He gasped as he felt the rope brush past his right testicle. Nigel then looked up at the rope and wondered what elaborate torture she was planning.

The rope hung there faintly moving back and forward over his testicles in the light breeze. Lana looked around the room then saw a bag of sugar near where the builder had been making coffee. She grabbed the bag then wrapped some duct tape around it so the bag was completely covered in back tape.

She then knelt down between his legs and tied it to the rope that was hanging there. She tied it so the bag was now attached to the rope just a few centimeters above the ground. Once it was attached Nigel noticed she hand a small bit of string. She wrapped the string around his testicles so they were bunched together.

She wrapped the string carefully as she wanted to make sure the testicles were secure yet she did not want to affect blood flow as that might lessen the pain of the torture. After she had wrapped them he had a good idea of what she was doing. She would swing the bag on the rope into his testicles to break them. 

Lana finally walked back to the table then picked you another bit of string that was a few meters long and tied one end to the bag. 

She knelt down between his legs she said “You see I have made a pendulum. I will use the bit of string I have just attached to pull this bag back then I will release it. The bag will then fly into your testicles which will then transfer all of the force into them. The further back I pull the bag the move pain you will feel”

She then began stroking his testicles liking the feeling of them under the tight skin. She admired the two orbs that were now marked for destruction. It was like his testicles were awaiting their own execution “I will use this method to destroy your testicles castrating you. Do you understand?”

He nodded with a clear look of fear in his eye “Yes Lana”

“I will rupture then ruin both testicles not only because I enjoy it. Although I will very much take pleasure in it. The main reason is because you deserve to have this done to you. I was hoping you would agree fully but I know that this is very hard for you so it’s ok”

He replied “I know I deserve it and part of me wants to support it but I really don’t want to lose my balls. It’s going to hurt so much”

He let his head fall back as Lana stood up. “I know it will hurt and I will try to add to that pain as much as I can. You did well in admitting that to me and I respect your honesty. It good part of you knows you need to have your testicles ruptured”

He responded “There is a part of me that wants it, yes”

She stepped to the side then looked down on her restrained victim. “A part of you that wants what? Say it. Say part of you wants to feel your testicles rupture”

He paused for a minute then looked up at her. He moved his eyes up her legs then over her curves to her face. “Yes Lana I deserve to feel my testicles rupture”

A smile slowly grew on her face “Good boy now let’s get to work”

She checked the bag one last time and saw it was resting properly on his two wrapped testicles. This would be the perfect way for them to absorb force as they could not move. They were also in the perfect position as the bag would only hit the testicles and not his body. His balls reminded her of the bumpers on the front of trains that have the spring in them to absorb impacts as they pulled into station.

She stood between his legs a little over two meters back from his balls. With the string in her hand she pulled back the bag of sugar. He looked up as he felt it lift off his balls then watched it moving away. She allowed it to move about a meter from him then let go of the slack.

The bag swung back then struck the balls as planned.


He felt the bag hit his balls but knew that was nothing compared to what was to come. Pleased with the test run she pulled the bag back again. “Just a warm up shot Nigel” she said to him.

Now about two meters back she let go. The bag swung down again picking up more speed. 



He let out a cry as he felt the bag compress his balls. As he took a few deep breaths she began pulling the back back again. This time she pulled it much further so it had more height to it. Nigel looked on as he saw her let go of the bag. He could do nothing as it found its target.



He cried out as he felt a much more forceful impact. He could feel his balls not just compress but rebound as well. He felt how they flattened out against the string and he felt a deeper testicle pain.

“That one was much better don’t you agree Nigel?”

He nodded but did not respond, the pain still lingered in his balls.

“Glad you agree and this whole thing has given me an excellent opportunity to play with my new toy. Doing this is more fun than I thought it would be. Let’s have another swing”

He turned his head to the side closing his eyes then he felt the bag lift off his balls. Hit clenched his teeth waiting for the pain. She pulled the string in her hand moving the bag to a height that was a bit more than last time then let go. 



As if he instantly woke up his head lifted then he screamed out from the pain. The impact hurt his balls to their very center. This meant an impact did not just hurt a part of the testicle but nearly all of it. So feeling pain from all parts of both testicles at once hurt immeasurably. The pain lasted for much longer than normal as well.

Seeing him in pain Lana wanted to wait for it to subside before she raised the bag again. She wanted him to feel the full pain of the impact then only start the next one when the first ones pain had faded.
She pulled the string again but this time he watched the bag. She lifted it to about the same height then let go as he watched.



He cried out until his lungs emptied then breathed in only to cry out again. She saw his body thrash around showing her the intense pain he was feeling from this type of torture. She stepped forward then pushed into the bag with her foot. This caused the testicle to compress and meant that the high pain from the impact was maintained. Instead of the pain fading in 30-40 seconds she knew from reading that this would at least double the time he felt that pain.

True to her reading she saw he was still in a lot of pain after 90 seconds of pressure despite her not pushing overly hard. After that she let go and he caught his breath. He rested his head on the hard, wooden floor as he took his breaths.

She stood over his not able to contain her smile “The pendulum is really getting to you isn’t it?”

“Yes Lana. I had no idea it would be so painful”

She Went back to her position then pulled back the ropes again. He looked straight up whimpering, fearing for the next strike. Once at the height she liked she held it for a moment then let go.


Again he cried out as his balls took the strike. He could really feel this process destroying his testicles. As she did before Lana pushed her foot onto the bag to prolong the pain of the strike. The sharp pain lingered in his balls for nearly two minutes. Lana waited until his struggles subsided before releasing the pressure from the testicles.

As he caught his breath she knelt down between his legs and held his testicles with her left hand then stroked them with her right. She saw they were redder and they had swelled up. Holding them she pressed the finger nail from her right index finger only lightly into his left testicle.

‘Now Nigel. When a man needs to have his testicles taken apart some way are brutal like you have felt and some ways are more elegant. Elegant like the careful application of pressure from a single finger nail”

He looked up to see his balls in her hand “O no” he said as she pushed the nail into the testicle. She saw the nail dent the testicle as it caused him such delightful pain. He cried out as the pressure built up then she twisted the nail side to side. He closed his hands into fists as he pulled on the ropes. The pain gripped him as she moved her nail.

Expertly she probed the testicle applying the ideal balance of pressure to not burst the testicle but maximize pain. The twisting of the nail also added to his suffering. He screamed ever louder as the torture did not stop.  After a few minutes of pressure on one part she moved to another then repeated the process. He felt constant pain in his left testicle for over 20 minutes before she stopped. 

It took over two minutes for the pain to subside enough for him to raise his head to look at her. He felt desperate and broken but knew she would continue.

“Now for your other testicle” She said in a chirpy voice.

She looked down then pushed her nail into his right testicle. As with the last one she applied the correct amount of pressure to hurt him greatly then moved the nail around. She took care as she tortured the balls knowing patience and the precise nature of her probing made the torture very painful while preserving the testicles for additional torture.

She probed the ball deep and he felt the fibers inside strain then rip sending sharp busts of pain rippling through him. He was dizzy with pain rocking his head side to side as she maintained the pressure.

Another 20 minutes past of screaming until she stopped the pain. It took him some time to calm down but Lana waited. She felt his testicles were weaker now from her probing and were even more swollen. She moved around to his side then rested on her knees next to him.

She rested her hand on the side of his face while looking at him. “You have done very well to take all this pain Nigel but you do deserve it. I hope it has helped teach you about your behavior”

He nodded “It has helped. Thank you”

“I’ll resume swinging the bag now to make the testicles rupture. I’ll leave gaps between swings to prolong your pain as much as I can. Then when the testicles rupture I’ll keep hitting the testicles until they are totally destroyed”

“I understand” He said before letting his head fall back.

“Good you’re doing really well Nigel but you must suffer more”

She looked to his balls to see they were now very swollen. They stretched the skin of his sac tight and looked like they had been through hell. She liked the look of testicles when they were this damaged if you ignore the bruises it was as if the man just had huge testicles she thought. She had always found testicles fascinating which is why she took such pleasure in torturing them and the fine art of slowly dismantling them. She spent a moment admiring them tied up tight then got up grabbing the string connected to the bag.

Lana pulled the bag away as before and saw he had tensed up his muscles preparing for pain. She did not pull it back as much as before as she did not want his testicles to pop too quickly. When ready she let go.



He cried out, breathed in then cried out again from the immensity of the pain. As the bag struck he felt flesh inside each testicle tear. The truth was Lana had already caused little rips as she had probed the balls and the impact had just widened them.

Seeing him suffer so much made her smile because she knew that her nail probing technique was designed to weaken the inside of the testicles so they broke before the wall ruptured. This meant he could feel a higher level of pain while the testicles were still whole.

After a few minutes he calmed down then a tear rolled down the side of his face as he felt the bag being lifted again. He knew his balls would not last long.



He tossed his head forward and back as he screamed out from the ripping pain. He was feeling his balls turning to soup inside as they were pulverised. Lana let him feel the pain then pulled the bag back again.


Again he screamed but this time he raised his head to look down. Curious Lana knelt down between his legs to inspect his balls. She moved the bag to the side to see his left testicle look much larger. She pinched it between her finger and thumb causing him to bang his head back. Then cry out even more. As she put pressure on it she found that it was not firm like before but gave way freely. Once she had dented the testicles shape it did not return. This brought a grin to her face as she knew this meant that the testicle had ruptured.

“There we go the first pop!”

He looked up briefly “What…..”

“Your left testicle has ruptured Nigel but we have to continue so just try to breath though it”

The pain was so much he could not take it but it would not die down. Then there was nothing to do as the bag was raised again.

He screams had not changed since the first ball popped but she knew that whack had added more pain.

She pulled it back again then let go.


Nigel just kept on suffering as his balls broke. He could not even think about what was going on the pain as too high. 

“One more” She said as she pulled the bag back.


After the collision she knelt down to inspect his manhood. She felt his sac and the left one was now totally destroyed and all she could feel was the outer wall of the testicle with most of the innards pushed out. Then the right one still had its shape but had been popped. She gripped his right ball then squeezed down to remove the innards and make sure she could confidently say he had been castrated. She felt the ball flatten out as she did this and as she ruined him.

Nigel’s cried had begun to weaken from tiredness, not due to lack of pain. She checked both testicles to make sure they were dead then stood up and left the room. Nigel barely noticed she had left as he was still in so much pain.

A few minutes later she returned with a clamping device that was made of two centimeter wide wooden poles connected by screws at each end. She attached it over his shattered balls then closed the two pieces together. This clamped off the cords that ran to what used to be his balls.

He grit his teeth as the cords were crushed closed then the pain began to fade from his balls as the blood flow stopped. She stroked his sac that was now a round ball of mush feeling proud of her achievement. She had had some reservations about destroying both balls but now knew it was the right decision. She felt good about the castration as he calmed from the pain.

He looked up at her “Are they…”

She nodded “Yes they are both totally destroyed so your punishment is complete. Are you ok”

He thought for a moment “Yeah I’ll be ok. It was so intense”
“Yeah castrations can be but the suffering if part of the punishment”

“Are you pleased with the result?”

The corner of her lips curved up as she replied “Yes I am glad both testicles are destroyed that way we can both be happy that you have been punished correctly and fairly”

After hearing that he, for the first time felt good about the punishment. He was still sad about losing his balls but Lana had been right by insisting on total destruction.

She sat at his side then placed her hand on his chest. “The clamp will take a while longer to work. Do you want to be left alone?”

He turned his head to look at her “No, please stay”

“OK Nigel”

“O and Lana. Thank you for doing this to me. I deserved it so I’m grateful to you”

“You’re Welcome”


  1. Hello! So many people wanted a new story and no comments yet. Let me be the first one...
    Thank you for your work. You are very inventive. I liked the story. It's good when the man is not so willing. But I'd appreciate much more the story in which the victim is not willing at all, victim that isn't used to your world and doesnt't know anything about ballbusting. I'd be the happiest person if you could write a story about a boy who met a girl from your world and who asked him about training session. He agreed thinking it's something about exercising and was very, very, VERY surprised when he was ballbusted and totally castrated. Moreover, he is very shy and wasn't going to get undressed at this "exercising" but he had to. The story will be more interesting if the girl invites her friends who also want to train...
    These are just my ideas. It's up to you to use them or not, but I would be glad if you did.
    I'm thinking about writing myself, but I have two problems: time and language (English isn't my native language). That's why I share my thoughts with you.
    Thank you for your stories once more. Wish you inspiration!

  2. Thanks for commenting. I will write about not unwilling victims in the future I just have a few ideas I want to try first. You should give writing a go anyway even if English is not your first language. Write it in your native language then run it though a translator. Then I am sure a member of the community will clean it up for you. Come to think of it you guys can translate my stories if you would like.

  3. Loving the story, it's a good one, I especially enjoy the different settings you place your characters in, that way it doesn't get bland.

    Thanks a keep up the great work!

  4. Fantastic story again I love the different techniques you come up with and the consensual side to it.

  5. Love it :)
    My favorite so far has been the one with titled “castration by flame“. I'd love to read more stories from you, the characters are perfect and not too exaggerated, just exactly right.
    Some inspiration, if you want it:
    More stories involving needles (or even skewers), electricity, flame or acid.
    Maybe more with clamping/crushing the cords like in this one.

    Still looking forward to reading about the crushing device you introduced a few stories back!

  6. I really loved this story, seeing such an obedient gentleman give over control of his manhood to the women.