Mamma Mia (Patreon)

• Commissioned by superblue

I was a bit tentative to head to a hospital since all that happened a couple of weeks ago. There was no question I needed immediate treatment, but considering the situation, it made laying low seem like a much better idea. After all, Ms. Lin made it very clear the public was never to know about her fighters beating one of their fans senseless. Hell the public’s not supposed to really know about UFG at all.

That didn’t mean I had to just ignore my injuries, but I kept seeing her face flash up everytime I thought about it. What would I say? How could I explain the rash of all that happened to me? For a time I thought about just seeing if it’d get better with time. 

Two weeks later, it still felt like it was all just yesterday. The beatings I went through were far beyond what a human was meant to take… more akin to cold blooded torture than anything else. I did get a lot of fun out of it though, I can’t lie about that. I’d never came harder or had women that looked anything like them play with me. 

Hell I was barely accustomed to seeing any woman naked, and on that day I saw a whole shower room’s worth. Sure, they were all pointing, laughing and cheering at my overwhelming pain and deep-cutting humiliation but still. All those beautiful faces, lithe, sopping wet bodies, gigantic jiggling breasts and supple, flawless asses…

Ngh. Thinking about it… brought yet more pain to my genitals. Any little movement of my body hurt but getting erect at that point brought a unique sting, a deep ache that seemed to only pop up after the fact. There was no doubt that my balls got the worst of it all, and even the one errant blow to my dick had stayed with me. No reminder of the day was more harsh than what those women had done to my manhood.

There was no getting around it, every part of my body needed healing, so I finally went and made an appointment. On my way over, I looked away and in some cases even made some distance between myself and any woman I happened to pass by. They either didn’t notice or reacted only with a puzzled look… obviously I knew they weren’t actually going to jump me out of nowhere but on some level, I didn’t know that, if that makes any sense. I knew how paranoid it was, but the fear was hard-wired into me. As far as my subconscious was concerned, girls equalled pain and pleasure to extremes that my body had barely survived. 

I winced at the touch of the doctor’s stethoscope to my chest. He was being as tender as could be, I could tell, but it was impossible for a touch to be soft enough for me at that point. A gentle breeze blowing against me made for a miserable experience. The man noticed my pain and looked agape as he took the device out of his ears. “My word, lad… what happened to you?”

Looking myself up and down at the full-length mirror, I still wasn’t sure if any cover story would hold water. I was naked, and you didn’t need a medical degree to see every bruise and broken bone. What accident could cause something of this degree? Taking a deep breath, I sheepishly answered, “I, got hit by a bus…?”

His face went quizzical for a moment before he relented, “Well, goodness boy, do be more careful. You’re lucky to be alive right now.”

“Yeah, everyone’s said that.” I replied. “It was uh, a pretty bad scene...”

The doctor scratched his head as he circled around and scanned my wounds, my X-Rays in hand. “...I’m trying to picture it. For the life of me I can’t imagine how it would have to hit you to do all this at once. I mean your shoulder and hip joints look like they’ve been ripped out of socket and haphazardly shoved back in...”

This forced me to flash back to Filrina’s limb-tearing fun at my expense… though the most devastating thing she did was leave me with the bluest balls of my life.

“You’re walking around with a completely dislocated jaw and a fractured orbital bone. Your every rib is atleast cracked if not completely shattered!”

Sherri’s doing… her assault was swift and devastating, her every blow precise and powerful, she snapped something with each move without question. She was heartless as could be.

“Your cheek bones look like they’ve almost… caved in on each other. Like someone took the jaws of life to your face. How did it end up putting a squeeze on you from both sides with that much concentrated force...?”

...Funnily enough I think that one came from Mia and Selene’s asses, or maybe their breasts. They sandwiched me tightly between their beautiful womanly figures, a smother more brutal than it had any right to be. An image of them sending their asses crashing into my face simultaneously came to my mind. Ngh, don’t get hard right now...

“...And I don’t mean to be crass but… how in the world did it manage to do such a number on your testes, lad? I’ve never seen a pair that swollen… eh, sorry, I shouldn’t be saying that.”

Oh God, my balls. My poor, poor balls. Sherri, Filrina, Mia, Selene, Rico, Sierra… for some reason each and every one of them took great pleasure in putting my nuts through hell. Even Ms. Lin gave me a stab with her fingers, albeit in the form of an odd technique that prevented orgasm for a short time. So, so many kicks, knees, punches, stomps, squeezes… even a pair of titties punished my testicles by the end. 

After once again reliving all of these fondly held memories, I stuttered out, “W-Well I guess karma has a way of balancing itself out. I was lucky enough to survive so I was unlucky enough to come away with as many injuries as could be.”

That was about right. I was the luckiest and unluckiest man alive that day, depending on how you look at it. As soon as my genitals recovered I’d hopefully be able to look back on it fondly.

The doctor had taken up a clipboard during his evaluation and was in the process of pensively writing something down, as he noted, “Well safe to say, you’re not right fit to do much at the moment m’boy, I wouldn’t recommend anything strenuous until you’ve gotten proper treatment. Now I can get you fitted for several casts and painkillers and the like, but before any of that… I’d like you to see a masseuse.”

“Huh...? A m-massage…? Uh, Dr. Klein, with all due respect, that doesn’t sound like a good idea.” I replied, hesitant. “I mean right now any touch at all is painful… I think saving for a few weeks down the line is a better call.”

“Oh I know how you feel, son, but don’t fret. You won’t be in any pain under her care, I promise you that. This masseuse has a gentle touch beyond even my comprehension, frankly.” he assured me. “An unparalleled expert in full-body massages… I know it seems unorthodox to say, but she’s got the healing touch, she does. Anyone I send her way, even with the most extreme of injuries, comes back feeling like a new man, no question.”

“She…?” I quietly asked, basically at a whisper.

A chill went down my spine. Of course it’d be a woman… my battered body in the controlling hands of another woman. I caught myself slowly backing away from him at the sound of this. Silly as it may have been, my pulse began to pound… my every heartbeat sending more dread coursing through me.

If Dr. Klein noticed, he didn’t show it, simply explaining, “Aye, a kindly, caring lady, she is. I can get everything set up once you leave, and forward you her address. You’ll be in very good hands… eh, pardon the pun there, lad.”

Good hands… a flash of Mia mercilessly pounding me with punches with an innocent smile on her face went through my mind. I shook it away. I was being paranoid, I knew that I was being paranoid. It’s ridiculous to be afraid of women. Ultimate Fighting Girls were an entirely different story… the average, everyday women of the world weren’t out to get me. 

Taking a deep breath, I accepted. “...You know what, okay. That sounds like it could be really nice. I’ll take you up on that offer.”

Dr. Klein smiled and nodded and I sheepishly returned it. I had nothing to worry about, surely. What were the odds this masseuse lady would hold any sort of malice towards me…?

---

“Mmm… there there. So much tension…” the beautiful voice cooed. “That must’ve been a very rough match to leave your back in this state.”

“Ngh… thanks for the freebie, Rose. Heh, yeah it wasn’t the easiest night.” the blonde replied. “Of course when you’re lugging these around, your back needs some help to begin with.”

The woman on the table proudly cradled her bosoms. Though as enormous as they were, they weren’t quite the asset she was famous for… she relaxed as she lay on her front. The beautiful purple haired woman she was speaking to delicately ran her tender fingers up and down her back, pushing gently yet deeply into her bare flesh.

From the other side of the room, another girl looked on. “It’s been a long one, a two week tour… heh, it was a lot of title matches for the three of us, but we managed to keep a hold of ‘em!”

The blonde looked up from her table, smiling at her partner. “Too bad Linea couldn’t make it today… ooh, I’m sure she could use a good rubdown too. Ohh… just means more time for us though, isn’t that right, Mia?”

Mia giggled and nodded enthusiastically at this. “My mom’s got the magic touch~!”

Rose smirked and shook her head as she got to the blonde’s shoulders. “Now, Selene, you do know you can come to me anytime, right? It doesn’t have to be when you’re in a broken down state… I’m always happy to make you feel nice.❤”

“Mmm, I’ll have to remember that… ahhh…” Selene sighed as she started to let herself drift.

Rose pulled the blanket down, revealing Selene’s bare ass… she was buck naked on that table, as per the norm. Rose took up the massage oil and struggled a bit to get it out, but eventually her her thick cheeks were coated in it, slick and shiny. As the masseuse’s fingers worked them over in a circular pattern, her golden fingers going deep into Selene’s flesh much to her impassioned shudder, Rose lamented, “Looks like I’ve used up this bottle. Mia, could you be a dear and grab some more for me?”

Always happy to please, Mia jumped up, her huge breasts a-bounding as she answered, “Of course! Right away, mother!”

With that, she ran off. Once she was out of earshot, Selene spoke up, “Mmm… you know who could really use a massage right about now is that loser who lucked into a stay in our locker room a couple of weeks back...”

Rose glanced back at the door before replying, “Right… tell me about him, again? I recall you saying there was an ordeal in the shower room?”

Selene replied, “Well… you know we’ve been trying to, oooh, ease Mia into becoming a mature woman and all now that she’s of-age. And I… might’ve, possibly goaded her into playing with a dude… as they were both naked. And she might’ve ended up sucking him off...”

“I’m sorry?” Rose curtly responded, giving Selene’s ass a firm squeeze. It didn’t really hurt, her being an Ultimate Fighting Girl and Rose being entirely untrained, but it sent a message.

“Ngh well really, she approached him without me saying much, I was just overseeing to make sure he didn’t do anything untoward! And sadly… he did.” she lamented. “Within a laughably short amount of time he was about to cum, and he didn’t tell her that. He did nothing to warn her, and he ended up cumming right in her mouth… Mia didn’t expect it at all. The poor girl was humiliated, ran away crying.”

Rose’s massage got more intense as she continued, obviously barely containing her rage. “G-Go on… you beat the hell out of him, right?”

“Oh maliciously. His balls were absolutely ravaged, at one point three of us women were trampling him all at once… Mia and I were bouncing back and forth between our asses, it was a fun time really.” Selene fondly recalled. “Mia even made him cum in his own face in front of everyone… so much laughter at his pathetic body. He got everything that was coming to him, I can assure you of that. And apparently after we finally knocked him out Sierra made off with him to torture him a little more, personally. She’s a bit of a wild one...”

“And the whole time, Mia wasn’t even aware he was being punished?” Rose asked.

Selene nodded. “Yeah knowing her I didn’t think she’d be up for it, even when she was the one who got humiliated in the first place… she was the only one in there that liked him really. So I let her think he was a willing volunteer, heh.”

“Ah, she’s a sweetheart… I suppose I was that innocent, once.” Rose recalled. “Either way, I’m glad he got put in his place, it sounds like he went through the wringer. Too bad I couldn’t have been there to put him through it myself...”

As Rose’s fingers continued their work, going down Selene’s lengthy legs, the sultry blonde popped her head up with a devious smile, a spark of inspiration. “Well… now that you mention it, there’s really no reason we can’t give you a crack at him. I’ve got my ways of setting up things like that...”

“Oh, really…? I mean I’d definitely love to get my pound of flesh but, are you sure I could? I’m not fighter like you girls.” Rose asked.

Selene waved it off. “No question. You don’t gotta be one of the strongest girls in the world to take this guy, he’s a total pussy. AND he has a small dick!”

Rose giggled. “Not totally relevant, but good to know.”

“Well I know some dudes that can use theirs as a weapon, so it’s a difference maker to me.” Selene explained. “Heh, my perception might be a bit skewed… but in any event, you can take him. Especially now, there’s no way he’s not still feeling everything that went down that day. And if he DOES put up a fight, you’ll have backup to beat it out of him.”

The usually mild-mannered mother was smiling quite villainously at this. “Oh this sounds marvelous, hon. That man will learn to never mess with my daughter again… now how are we-”

That moment, the door opened to interrupt them as Mia came in with a bottle of massage oil. “Had some trouble finding it there for a moment… but here you are, mother.”

“Oh, thank you, honey.” Rose replied, happily accepting it.

“Heh… we can discuss the future later.” Selene noted with a smirk and a wink as she rolled onto her front. The oil squirted freely down her cleavage, her breasts doused with the glistening moisture, ready for a rubdown…

---

After his patient got dressed and left, Dr. Klein wasted little time heading over to the phone to finalize the details of their arrangement. But just as he was in the middle of dialing, the door opened once again. He looked up to see a sight for sore eyes indeed…

There Selene was, in a nurse’s outfit, long white silk gloves going up to her elbows, black leggings up to her knees. It wasn’t meant to accentuate the chest or ride up the wearer’s hips, but so curvaceous was her figure that she was bursting out of it in all the right places. The white mini-skirt threatened to tear in half from her enormous thighs as her sashaying walk did nothing to ease it’s tension, and despite gripping them tightly, her top failed to keep her breasts from bouncing madly with every step. 

Needless to say the good doctor was standing at attention. “O-Oh, hello. I don’t recall seeing you before, a-are you new here…?”

This question was strictly a formality. He didn’t want to be a lech but he immediately knew he’d never have forgotten her if she’d ever step foot in the building before. He’d never seen a woman like her in all his years. And here he thought he was fully comfortable with any anatomy…

“Yes… it’s my first time.” Selene’s breathy voice rang through his very soul. “I’m a freelancer, you see. My name is Selene. And I apologize for intruding, Doctor… but I was walking by and couldn’t help but overhear. That man has been through quite an ordeal… and you say you know an expert masseuse that can aid him, is that correct?”

“Ah… yes, that’s right. Her name is-”

“Rose. That’s the woman he needs to see.” Selene interrupted.

Dr. Klein raised an eyebrow at this. “Um, I’m sorry I’m not familiar...”

Selene casually walked towards him and sat down on the counter right next to him. She crossed her legs, tightening her pencil skirt even more. He had to actively pull his head back to get himself to look away from the beautiful glimpse up her backside she just handed him.

She explained, “I do hope you’ll forgive me, but I peeked through the crack in the door there and saw his little… er, the little bit of damage that was done to his privates.”

“Now hold on, fr-freelancer or not, you should know better than to spy on a conversation between a doctor and his patient, lass! That’s entirely unethic-”

Selene put a finger to his mouth. “What’s important is that we help him…? Isn’t that correct?”

Her finger went down his chin and brushed across his chest as she pulled it back, giving him a little shiver. The veteran of many years was feeling quite unprofessional at the moment and kicking himself for it…

The so-called nurse continued, “Now I’m sure whoever you have in mind is skilled at healing the back or the limbs… but I doubt they’re an expert in handling a man’s genitals, like me.”

That took him aback. “I… uh… wha…?”

The sultry blonde smiled, knowing she had him by the balls. “Yes, that’s right… I specialize in groin trauma, you see.”

“Ah, yes… of course.” the doctor replied, feeling a little silly.

Selene took up a little pad and paper and wrote down a number and address. She tore it out and held it out to him, bending over far more than necessary and from where she held the paper it was impossible for her monumental breasts to stay out of his view. “Send him to Rose… and trust me, everything those women did to him before will feel like a kiss from an angel.”

She snickered a little at her double-meaning… but as he nervously reached out to grab the slip of paper, being very deliberate so as to not accidentally touch anything he wasn’t supposed to, a bit of realization hit him. “W-Wait. What those women did to him?”

Her eyes went wide. That was a pretty bad slip…

“Oh. Ah… well I was only able to hear his explanation so well, I guess I might’ve misheard...” Selene explained, trying to stay cool. “I thought he said a bunch of girls ganged up and beat him. Was I mistaken?”

The doctor lowered his hand and now eyed her suspiciously. “How did you mix up being hit by a bus with getting attacked by a bunch of women?”

‘He was hit by a bust, does that count?’ was what she wanted to say, but now wasn’t the time. Instead she replied, “Well, I guess I wasn’t paying too close attention. I assure you, I got a good glimpse at his injuries and that’s what matters.”

Dr. Klein stepped back from her, much to her annoyance. He seemed to be getting his wits about him now. “Ah, I’m sorry, and I mean no disrespect, I’m sure you know what you’re talking about. But I don’t think I can take your advice until I know more about you.” he answered. He began to walk towards the door. “If you don’t mind I’d like to speak to the director about your hiring, and then we can talk ab-”

Selene hopped off the counter and to her feet, facing away from him. With a gentle thrust, her ass pushed into his groin, stopping him in his tracks and delivering a rush of friction to his already stiffened member. 

This gave him pause enough that she was able to casually walk towards the door, close it shut tight and lock it without causing a scene. She then whipped around in a flash, glaring daggers at him as she whipped off her nurse’s cap. “I really don’t think that’s necessary, doctor.”

He gasped at this, understanding dawning on him. “...It was a band of women that attacked him, wasn’t it? Are you… one of them?!”

She simply stared. This wasn’t part of the plan… she had to improvise now. But it was such a public place for a beating, there’s no way it’d stay quiet. Hm…

Dr. Klein carried on, “And now you’re impersonating medical personnel… oh, lass, I’m afraid you’re doing time for this, you are.”

Regretfully he went over to his phone once again, this time to dial 9-1-1. But before his hand could touch it, she’d grabbed him by the wrist. He looked up at her in shock… he hadn’t even seen her make a move. Selene whipped up close to whisper into his ear. “Now don’t be hasty… if you act too rashly, you never know what you might just miss out on…”

As she licked her lips in front of him, she unsnapped the front of her top and pulled it open. Dr. Klein gasped as he got an eyeful of her body. Her pink, string lingerie bra failed horribly at hiding anything other than her nipples, and even they seemed to be poking through the nearly see-thru fabric. Her titanic titties jiggled swiftly back and forth along with her sweeping motion, threatening to spill right out. 

Selene’s hand gently went down the man’s chest, as he found himself wanting to resist but entirely unable to, his urges pulling him towards her. Her fingers caressed across his stomach all the way to his groin, rubbing the front of his pants.

“I… you can’t...” he groaned. “I need to… ngh, the police… y-you...”

She gave him a playful “Shh” and her opposite hand covered his mouth as her fingers sank under his pants. His shudder was muffled as she took up his manhood in her hand, delicately fondling his cock and balls. Leaning in once more, she clarified, “I’m an authority on their trauma, and on their stimulation… so we can do this the easy way, or...”

With a single tight squeeze, she forced him to bolt upright, a surge of stinging pain for just the briefest instant. Swiftly it returned to a gentle massage of the testicles, though her grip remained firm as she forced him to back up across the room, eventually pushing him onto a chair. 

Leaning down to give him a beautiful view down her cleavage she warned him, “I need your absolute silence… silent about this ordeal. Silent right now, so we don’t get any unexpected guests. Comply and this will be fun for you… resist, and you’ll know what every last one of that pathetic boy’s injuries feel like. Do you understand…?”

Hesitantly he nodded. His fear and lust made for an overwhelming combination he couldn’t fight, despite his better judgment. She smiled and gave him a little kiss on the cheek, whispering breathily right into his ear. “Relax, sweetie. You’ll realize just what a wonderful deal you’re getting in a moment.”

Dr. Klein sat back nervously watching as she stepped out of her shoes. Focusing on setting the right tone, forcefully stripping off his coat and shirt. She proceeded to do the same to his shoes before unbuttoning and slowly slipping off his pants. The devious blonde devilishly grinned at the obvious bulge in his underwear. Her preparation continued as she went over to a drawer, making a big show of bending over and giving him a closer look at her ass as she took out some medical tape. With it, she wasted little time in wrapping it around the man’s legs, tying him to the chair. That did little to quell his fears.

Selene chuckled, “Remember… not a single shout. Be as quiet as you can be… because now you’re helpless to whatever I end up wanting to do with you. Ahahah...”

A bead of sweat fell down his face as Selene turned around. But all his concern left him the moment she unsnapped her skirt and let it slide down her body, gradually revealing her immaculate ass in all of it’s grandeur. He gasped, the sight immediately taking his mind to a completely different world. Gently it swayed back and forth, her thick yet firm flesh subtly shaking a few inches from his groin. He found himself unknowingly thrusting his pelvis forward, wanting to furiously stab his manhood into her gorgeous ass.

She was looking back and watching as she teased him, giggling and winking at him, enjoying the control she already seemed to have over him. Selene then turned around and ripped off her top, letting it fall to the ground. Now her womanly figure was primarily covered with remarkably thin lingerie. Then, she knelt down between his legs, her beautiful face tantalizingly close to his crotch. Tenderly she pressed her face against his barely covered genitals, grinding it against his balls the way a man might motorboat a woman’s breasts. She capped this off with a kiss.

The doctor was obviously enjoying this from the silly smile that was in the process of forming and she teased, “Now, imagine how nice that’d feel without all this pesky fabric getting in the way… and that goes double for this!” before pushing her tits into his crotch. Even with his boxers on and her bra covering her, if only slightly, he could tell just how soft and pillowy her breasts were and how marvelous the friction was.

As he found himself uncontrollably groaning, Selene demanded his input. “Tell me… you want it to come off, right? Your underwear and mine, you want it all nice and bare, yes…? Beg for it.”

He had no other choice but to say, “Yes. Yes, absolutely I do. Please...”

Obviously enjoying herself, Selene leaned forward and gripped his waistband with her teeth, pulling his boxers down to his shins - as far as it could go at the moment - with a smile on her face. She then sprang up to her feet, her gigantic breasts bouncing wildly as she gazed down at his manhood. “Mmm… certainly not lacking downstairs… lucky me, that makes it so much easier for me to get into it~!”

With that, she hopped onto his lap, letting her ass smack into his genitals with just enough force to get a surprised “Oof!” out of him, before she slid her sweet supple cheeks up and down his long, solid shaft. It was clear this wasn’t close to her first time giving a lapdance as her ass skillfully hugged and caressed his member.

The moan that escaped his lips was intense. So much so, she cupped his mouth and shook her head. “Uh-uh, big boy… you gotta keep it internal… eheh, too loud and I’ll own your manhood in a very, very different way.”

Whirling around to the side, creating an explosion of friction in the process, Selene leaned back, looking up at the bewildered doctor with a smile, running a hand down her generous breasts and loving curves. Playfully she kicked up her legs, brushing her shin against the side of the bound man’s head. For the hell of it, she spun around to the opposite side, watching in glee as he struggled not to shout from the pleasure.

Spinning to face him once more, Selene grabbed his wrists and forced his arms around her. He was much too frightened and nervous to move otherwise so she went out of her way to bring his hands onto her ass, forcing him to stroke her gorgeous skin. With her grip on the back of each of his hands, she guided his fingers to a deep squeeze of her immaculate backside. Never had he felt anything comparable, thick yet supple, soft yet firm, it seemed so extreme that he never would’ve guessed asses like hers were real.

Selene then hopped up, standing on the seat, her feet on either side of his hips. She gyrated vigorously before him, pushing her beautiful womanhood into his face. Her pelvis spun smoothly, her crotch brushing repeatedly against him. “Are you having as much fun as I am~?” she asked, smiling ear-to-ear.

Dr. Klein simply nodded, without any hesitation for once. Gradually she went down his body, her bosoms dragging across the man’s face as she slowly but surely sank to her knees. Once more her ass bounced lightly off his bare genitals. Planting her cheeks firmly in his groin, she leaned back, hanging upside down off his lap for a few seconds. She was playing with her own titties as she did this, much to the good doctor’s delight.

In a flash she whipped back up, just fast enough to playfully smack her breasts into his face. Teasingly she reached back and tapped at the knot that held her bra precariously together. “You want it off… yes? Tell me that you do...”

It didn’t take any more convincing. “Yes! Yes, I would love nothing more… nggh, please, please show me your beautiful, perfect breasts!”

She rolled her eyes at just how easy this was. “Well, I do hate to disappoint...”

With a single yank, she undid her lingerie and her bra fell to the floor. Selene shook her shoulders, the enormous titflesh swaying in front of his face. With that, she thrusted her upper body forward, again smashing her breasts against his face. Hugging them together, her bosom held his face in a tight, wonderful yet humiliating smother. All the while her ass never once stopped moving as it went up and down his length.

The doctor had more freedom to moan here as his every sound was muffled by her thick titflesh regardless. However she noticed the pace of them quickening, along with his cock twitching, smacking against her ass in the process.

Obviously seeing where this was going, she opted to put a stop to it, standing up on the seat once more only to hop down and land assfirst onto his balls. She didn’t put her usual force behind this, merely landing with her generally petite weight on his genitals. More than enough to cause some pain and cease his member’s quivering, but not enough to get him howling in sheer misery, luckily for the both of them.

She knew she was pressing her luck, but that was a big part of the thrill of it all…

Selene giggled at the pained looked on his face as she pressed her breasts into his chest. Once more she then leaned back and ended up backflipping onto the floor, kneeling between his forcefully spread legs. She put a finger to her lips, a quick reminder that he needed to stay as quiet as could be, despite the many temptations to holler in ecstasy that were sure to come.

“You’ve been a very good boy.” she praised, reaching out to take a tender hold of his rock solid erection. “Now let’s see if you can finish strong… because I certainly can.”

Leaning forward, she gave his testicles a deep lick, before slowly running her tongue from the base of his cock all the way up the shaft and curling around the head. He grit his teeth to hide his shudder. Selene licked her lips and gave the tip of his dick a sweet kiss before taking his penis whole into her mouth, easily and calmly sliding it across her tongue and down her throat.

Immediately he found himself screaming though he managed to cup his mouth before it got too loud. As though she were the one who invented blowjobs, she worked his penis magnificently, her tongue embracing his entire length as she sucked him deeply and rapidly.

Her hands came around his balls, massaging them intently as her skilled mouth went to work. The beautiful blonde’s head began to bob back and forth, subtly at first but gradually more and more vigorously she forced in and out. It felt as though he were fucking her mouth but he wasn’t moving a muscle, Selene was in thorough control.

Dr. Klein may have been sucked off before… he wasn’t sure, in fact in that moment he couldn’t recall any other woman’s touch, they paled in comparison so completely that they all vanished from his mind. Suffice to say, he’d certainly never gotten a blowjob quite like that before.

A scant few minutes of having his dick sucked to perfection and he was at the end of his rope. Meekly, he leaned down and whispered with a quiet desperation, “I-I’m about to finish…!”

Hearing this, she didn’t seem to visually react, though she took more care to focus on his cock’s quivering. Gaining an intimate understanding of his penis and when it was about to cum, she pulled her head away right on time. His climax was overpowering, he had to clasp his mouth with both hands to hold back his hollering as he shot his seed several feet in front of him. Selene smiled, having just evaded out of the way. “Mmm, that’s a good boy, giving me the heads up. Just for that, I think I want to give you a little reward...”

She jumped to her feet, once more making her massive mammaries bounce, before she went over to the dresser once again. Pulling out the medical tape again, she proceeded to wrap it around his head so as to block off his mouth. “Hmhm, now you don’t have to worry about holding in your lust, love.”

For the fun of it, she also opted to wrap it around his arms, binding them to the chair. The good doctor was still reeling from the climax, too out of it to be able to, or really WANT to resist. Going back down to her knees, she fondled her chest for a moment, apparently enjoying herself going by her own gasp of pleasure. She proceeded to thrust forward, her tits engulfing his member. Just as it had begun to wilt, it shot back to full strength on contact with her huge, soft bosoms.

She pushed her breasts together as she pushed herself up and down off the floor, the enormous twin mounds running across the length of his member time and again. Dr. Klein’s whole body shook as the pleasure coursed through his very being. Selene alternated her titfucking strategy, one boob going down, the other going up at the same time, reversing and repeating. 

The man’s hollers were fierce, but fortunately muffled by the thick tape over his mouth. Casual as could be, the blonde beauty hummed a little tune to herself as she worked, her smooth, womanly flesh hugging his cock tightly. It wasn’t long until he’d had enough, his penis convulsing betwixt her tits. Happily, she allowed her breasts to engulf the head of his member just as he finished, cumming right into her breasts, his seed filling her cleavage.

“Mmm… how was that?” she asked, looking up at him with a knowing smile. He was spent, laying back in his chair, a gentle groan being his only response. 

The seductress continued her casual humming as she went over to the sink, took up a nozzle and took her time spraying her chest clean, the moisture dripping from every inch of her immaculate breasts. After giving them a good shake to get some of the water off, she proceeded to get dressed, treating the doctor to the sight of her giving her legendary ass a swift smack before pulling her skirt back on.

Walking over and kissing the subdued man on the cheek, she whispered, “Keep quiet about all this, and you’ll get the same treatment this time next week. But speak up… and you’ll find out about the other half of my expertise.”

She turned to walk away, but only got a few steps in before pausing. Without looking back at him, she called out, “Oh, by the way… have fun explaining how you ended up like that to whoever wanders in here next. Ciao~”

Selene walked away, leaving him strapped to the chair, shirtless and with his genitals exposed, semen everywhere. And he was far too filled with lust to care...

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As he said, my doctor forwarded me the address of the massage specialist he had in mind and so there I stood at her doorstep. My fist shook as it slowly came near her door for a knock, only to retreat at the last second. Nerves and fear were getting to me, crazy as I knew it was. Come on, keep calm, this will only be a good thing… my aches and pains will finally leave me. That’s what I told myself. ‘There’s no way anything here will be even remotely similar to what happened to me before’, said my internal monologue. 

With that in mind, I knocked on the door, though I was still hanging my head. Within moments it opened… and I found myself slowly looking up the lovely, curvaceous figure of a woman in nothing but her underwear. Long, thick legs leading to shapely hips, a flat stomach and huge breasts struggling against a tight bra that was likely a couple of sizes too small. I was already starting to get a sore erection by the time my eyes got up to her head.

There, still wiping the sleep from her eyes, was Mia… one of my assailants. Her tired eyes lit up when she saw me. “Oh, it’s you! Heheh, hi! You’re here early, I...” she stopped to yawn. “Ah… oh goodness, look at me, I hurried out of bed so quickly I didn’t even think to get dressed! That would’ve been really embarrassing if it was anyone else… but, well… heh, y-you’ve already seen it all anyway… s-so uh, how have you been?”

My mouth was agape, I had no idea how to respond. Was I seriously face-to-face with the woman who flipped me to one side of the shower room and back, used my nuts as a speedbag and made me cum into my own mouth? I mean, she was sweet in her innocent little way… and really cute and extremely sexy, I did… kinda like her, but…

She held her hands behind her back, childishly fiddling back and forth as she awaited a response. Her increasingly bright smile that seemed to get bigger the longer she stared into my eyes made it clear she thought highly of me too and after a few moments she let out what can only be described as a squee whilst she thrust forward and wrapped her arms around me in an enthusiastic hug. “Eeeee, I knew you were coming so I was trying to play it cool but I missed yoooouuuu~! It’s so good to see you! Mmmmm~!”

It hurt, of course, since everything hurt, but I almost didn’t care. Her body was so soft, her embrace so warm and loving, her tone so genuine. I found myself melting in her arms, especially after she gave me a little peck on the cheek, giggling all the while. She looked down with a gleeful smile. “Heehee, nice to meet you again too~” she commented as she waved at my bulge, which was stabbing into her thigh.

I was blushing madly as I answered, “I, uh… heh, I missed you too. Wh-what brings you here, Mia? I was told this was where I’d find a massage therapist...”

“Heheh, silly, I live here~!” she cheerily replied. “By the way, thanks again for helping with my training before… your inhuman pain tolerance is amazing, I can attack you wherever I want for hours and you’ll always be ready for more. Such a tough man…♪”

Even though she was trying to massage my ego it backfired badly, as it caused a rush of bad memories to fly through my head… I could almost feel it again, her bare feet smacking my testicles in rapid-fire succession. My erection shriveled in my pants, but she didn’t seem to notice my horror as she gently grabbed me by the wrist. “Come inside! We need you to wait in the basement!”

Struggling to find words in this strange situation, I couldn’t think of any in time to argue as she guided me into her home and down a set of stairs. We emerged into a large room, a big luxurious bed and a TV mounted on the wall. I was again red-faced to share this room with Mia, who seemed to have no such tension as she commented, “Go ahead and take your shoes off, sit down on the bed… you won’t have to wait for too long. See you later!”

Mia gave me another friendly hug and a peck on the cheek, before pointing at her own cheek, looking at me expectantly. Sheepishly I gave her a little kiss back, and she swiftly hid her face, giggling up a storm. I couldn’t help but find her reaction adorable… nor could I help but stare at her lovely ass as she made her way up the stairs. That quickly, my dick was growing again. 

Despite the warmth of the moment I wasn’t sure if I was more relieved or disappointed to see her leave, in fact it was hard to know how to feel about any of this. My flip-flopping between flaccid and erect was symbolic of that, you could say. Of course it didn’t help that thanks to the state of my groin, masturbating was painful… I hadn’t managed an orgasm since Sierra last finished me, so my balls were as blue as they were black and blue. That too was an unwelcome bit of deja vu...

Nonetheless, I followed her instructions, and admired how comfy that bed felt as I sat down on it. A few moments passed with silence and I started to grow less than comfortable though. Wondering aloud, I grumbled, “Ohh, what does she have me here waiting for...”

As if on cue, that’s when the silence was broken, a clapping sound coming from above. With it, the lights went out, much to my confusion. I stood up and started fumbling through the darkness looking for a switch, but before I could find anything, I heard a clap once more, this one much louder, much closer…

When the lights came back on, there she stood… a woman with long purple hair and a pink nurse’s outfit. She was shoeless, she wore black pantyhose that went up her long legs and her skirt was so shirt, riding up on her wide hips that I could see a hint of pink panties even as she just stood straight before me. Her figure was unreal, I think she was actually somehow more curvaceous than any of the women I saw in that shower room, though only slightly… I was standing a few feet from her here, but her breasts jut out so far that they were still just about up in my face. 

“Uh… uh, hi.” was my meek greeting. “Are you the masseuse…?”

She nodded. “That’s right. My name is Rose.”

God, her voice was soothing… I offered my hand. “Well, nice to meet you, I’m-”

Rose answered for me, not accepting my hand. “You’re the sad man that humiliated my daughter.”

My eyes went wide, a deep dread returning to my heart. “I… I did what…?”

“Yes… Selene told me everything. So she… convinced your doctor to send you my way.” she replied, crossing her arms beneath her huge breasts. “You had the indecency to cum in Mia’s mouth… isn’t that right? Well I’m her mother. And I’m afraid I can’t let that go unpunished.”

The dread turned to terror at the sound of that. I glanced at the steps, which Rose stood just to the left of. It was the only way out of that room… I just up and ran for it, trying to bolt from the place as quickly as I could. Unfortunately, I was in no shape to run, the damage Sherri and Filrina dealt to my legs coming back to haunt me. Within a couple of pounding steps, I found myself limping and crying out in pain.

This slowed me to a laughable level, allowing Rose to casually sidestep in front of me. Her leg proceeded to flash forward in a toe kick, her pantyhosed foot crashing into my package. Perpetually in pain to begin with, this reminded me what testicular torture truly felt like. I fell to my knees, screaming in pain as tears immediately began falling down my cheeks. Partly from the pain but mostly from realizing my nightmare was resuming.

“Now, now… I want you know, I’m a professional and I don’t let personal feelings get in the way.” Rose explained as she grabbed me by the hair and dragged me across the room. “I really AM an expert massage therapist and I CAN heal you, just as that doctor wished… but not until after I’ve had my way with you. I think that’s fair~”

Between sobs I tried to explain, “I-I’m sorry…! But I’ve, I’ve already been punished… they beat me so severely… I can’t t-take anymore!”

“Oh, I know. I was told every little detail about what happened to you.” she replied as she took me over to a closet door. “But I think you’ll find, there’s really nothing that compares to a mother’s touch… so you’re going to endure an hour of it, and take it like a man.”

My mind raced at how fast this all seemed to be happening. Surely this wasn’t real… surely it must’ve been a particularly painful nightmare. In spite of coming away from Sierra in relatively high spirits, mainly from the relief of her letting me know her fun with me was basically a mean-spirited prank, in the time since I’d had plenty of horrific, vivid dreams reliving the events.

Oftentimes it was the same girls from before who’d been tormenting me, but once in a while I would see other women from my past or even women I’d never seen before brutalizing my body and teasing my cock in exactly the same ways the UFG roster had. So maybe this was simply one of them… perhaps if I concentrated hard enough, I could wake myself up.

But as I watched Rose open up her closet and pull out a bizarre wooden piece of equipment I’d never seen before, I realized this was very much a brand new day. It was pretty tall, about a foot taller than I was. It was ultimately just four planks of wood put together, a straight one in the front providing it’s height, two angled ‘legs’ just behind that, and one that jut out several feet backwards, seemingly just for stability.

“Like I said, an hour… tied up to this lovely thing. Peace breaker, it’s called. Nice name, hm?” Rose smiled, with a bizarre calm tone. “Now of course I’m not at liberty to force such a thing on you, that would be heinous… rather, it’s an offer I’m making to you. You can accept this punishment, or I can tell my husband about what happened when he gets home. He’s a professional mixed martial artist if you didn’t know… and I do believe Mia inherited her strength from him. Needless to say, he’ll be cross with you… and I don’t think he’s trained to hold back from murder like those in the UFG are...”

I tried to stutter out some kind of rebuttal, but what could I say? What in the world could convince her to not go through with this…? Lowering my head, I meekly uttered, “...Okay. I’m yours to destroy.”

She gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Ohh, honey, honey, don’t fret now...” Rose cooed, before putting her hand to my chin to raise my head up to look at her. Leaning in close, she whispered into my ear, “I hear that they grow back. Hmhm...”

She proceeded to pull me to my feet by the hair and casually demanded, “Strip.”

I didn’t dare hesitate, ripping off my shirt, yanking off my socks, pulling down my pants and boxers in one go. My lip was trembling as I stood before her, totally nude, my cock flaccid and shriveled some from fear. Rose stared directly at it, looking as wholly unimpressed as possible.

“Hm. Mia liked that cock, did she?” she remarked, threatening to burn a hole through my genitals with her intense glare. “Such an innocent young woman… she has much to see.”

With that, she forced me to stand against the front board of the peace breaker. As she patiently forced my hands behind it, I stared into her deep blue eyes, trying to just focus on how beautiful they were to distract me from what came next. She stared right back as she bound my hands, skillfully and swiftly tying them together without having to look. Rose then knelt down to deal with my legs, and from there I could only focus on the enormous round cushion of an ass she had, hugged beautifully by her skirt. 

Why do all of the most gorgeous women in my life want nothing from me but pain...? That thought went through my head as she spread my legs out and bound them to the angled planks. So I couldn’t protect my genitals in any way now, not even by desperately clenching my legs together. All I could do was watch as Mia took up a little egg timer, eerily similar to the situation with Sierra now. She set it to 60 minutes and then laid on a nearby shelf before facing me, her arms crossed, her eyes closed as though she were meditating on her first move.

Since they were just about in my face, I couldn’t help but see as Rose’s incredibly bountiful breasts were propped up tantalizingly on her arms. With every little adjustment and move of them, her massive tits bounced and jiggled uncontrollably. This is what they were like fully clothed and constrained, I could only imagine how they swayed when they were free… and that’s exactly what I was imagining in that moment, letting my troubled mind drift.

She was waiting for that. I felt her leg before I saw it, her shin smashing solidly into my swollen, bare balls. Wasting no time in following up, she unleashed another kick and this time I was looking right at it as it sailed towards my crotch. Thanks to her far too short skirt, the front of her panties were put on display with every jerk of her hips. Her right leg once again blasted into my testicles and the lingering pain that’d been all too slowly subsiding in the previous two weeks rushed back to my poor balls. 

“Mmm… oh, this is fun. This is what ballbusting feels like?” Rose asked as she continued with her attack, alternating legs, her shins, toes and the balls of her feet crashing into my manhood at random. “Ah, no wonder those girls love it so much… your soft, bruised testicles feel so right against my feet. I’ve never done it before… what a lovely first for me!”

Somehow through the pain this got through to me, she wasn’t experienced in this. That actually became clear through her strikes as well. One foot would batter both of my testicles, the next would slam into merely the left. The shot after that actually stabbed into my inner thigh, before crushing my leftie again. Then a kick met the bottom of my soft cock, swiftly followed up with another that caught each nut.

Despite her relative calm, she was uncoordinated and despite seemingly putting her all into the attack, I came to realize they weren’t near the supernaturally powerful assaults the women of the UFG unleashed onto me. Rose wasn’t a freakishly powerful athlete or a disciplined warrior that’d spent her life turning her body into a weapon. She was just a regular person, your typical mother. 

A typical mother who had lured me into her basement, bound me to a fetishistic torture device and was in the process of ruining my manhood. That didn’t offer that much comfort in the end...

When her pantyhosed toes again stabbed into my left testicle, I could tell, her assault reawakened that wicked pain that’d turned into a dull soreness but it couldn’t really further it. My mind wasn’t awashed in agony enough to rob me of my senses… I was very aware of everything around me. How trapped and helpless I was, locked away from the world and tied to a post, the blur of her leg with every kick that sought to maintain my misery… and just how gorgeous my attacker was.

Her fury was tranquil yet righteous and as nice as her polite smile was earlier, she was absolutely stunning when she was angry. Her breasts bounced enough with normal steps; with these vigorous movements they swayed and bounded wildly, they’d deliver a heavy smack to my face if I were in the way of them… I’d loved to have known what that felt like. Her legs themselves, while not too powerful were still in lovely shape… why did they have to punish me when all I could ever want lay between them? 

And as I said her pencil skirt rose up her thick round hips with every launched kick… they were marvelous, I could only imagine the feeling of sinking my fingers into them. Every blur of her shin was another big flash of her panties, so snug and alllmost seethru enough for me to make out what was beneath… 

Even as her leg crushed both nuts this time, all I could think about was how desperately I needed this woman. I was a slave to my hormones at the end of the day… her next shot whiffed, conveniently timed as it let my penis grow into another erection. Then, the balls of her foot smacked painfully into the head of my cock as it became yet more solid.

“Ah… I see.” Rose remarked, pausing to study my erection once more, as well as to catch her breath I noticed. “So you enjoy being beaten by women, is that it? That would explain why you… why you throw yourself into situations like this. Hmph… pervert.”

She punctuated that with another kick, this one seemingly actually aimed at my cock. The balls of her foot blasted the bottom of my shaft but thanks to the angle she used, her heel still caught my nuts… a deep grunt of anguish escaped my throat, that one took me by surprise. Yet I somehow got this feeling I was getting closer to ‘finishing’... could it be? Was she right? Had the beatings and subsequent nightmares conditioned me to treat this as a sex act?

As my dick twitched, Selene’s voice echoed in my head. “ALWAYS tell a girl when you’re about to finish!” she told me, and she went to great lengths to make sure I learned that lesson. My eyes went wide as I realized from where we were positioned, I’d be cumming over her legs and skirt, and at that point my genitals would have no hope of survival. Still, I couldn’t… tell her this was happening, could I? She’d REALLY think I were a pervert if she knew her kicks alone were bringing me to the edge and my punishment might’ve gotten even worse still.

My situation somehow becoming even MORE desperate, I shut my eyes, trying to block out how attractive I found my attacker and just... think unsexy thoughts. After the top of her foot smacked into my right ball, the onslaught ceased. She seemed to realize what I was doing… judging by the way she stepped forward for no reason other than to press her breasts into my chest.

I gasped, my eyes shooting open to see her come hither stare as she knowingly shook her shoulders, her titantic titties brushing against me. There was no hiding the stunned groan of lust that I emitted, she truly had my body under her control at that point. Clearly having fun toying with me she slowly brought her gloved hand down to the base of my penis and ran her gentle grip all the way up my shaft. 

Embarrassingly enough, that single pump was enough, as I was entirely ready to cum. But just milliseconds before it started to spurt, she grabbed me by the balls, gave them a snug twist and shoved them up towards my pelvis, as though she wanted them to recede back where they came from. Grunting in pain, I then gasped as I realized how familiar that tight sensation was. It was the same technique that Ms. Lin used on me before…

“I’m a master of the male body… I never thought I’d have to use the Chaste Choke, but it’s but one of the many skills my fingers possess.” Rose boasted. “As you know, that means you’ll be physically unable to cum for the ten minutes, but you retain all sensitivity. That can be nice under some circumstances, but I imagine it might be a bit different for you when you’re left hanging right there on the very, very verge...”

She just stood back and watched for a moment as my member quivered desperately, perpetually on the cusp of a release that refused to come. A level of blueballing that I’d never thought possible. I tried to endure this but the sensation was absolutely unbearable. “Nggh… nggh… URRGHH! N-No… dammit! AGGH!”

Rose glanced at the timer. “Speaking of ten minutes, that’s how long we’ve been going… my, time flies when you’re bashing the balls of worthless men. Hmhm… that timer will come in handy… but ah, if it’s a climax you want, I’ll try my very, very best to make sure you get it~❤”

She again clasped her hand around the base of my dick. “Now, let’s see if that improved your severely lacking stamina at all…”

Her tender hand slowly made it’s way up and down the length of my fully erect dick. The friction was immense and would only further intensify as she gradually sped up. If not for the timing of her use of the ‘chaste choke’, this would’ve felt unbelievably good to me but as I was frozen in what was meant to be a brief instant between stimulation and orgasm, this only compounded what I was feeling.

I found myself hollering in deep sexual frustration as her handjob went to a vigorous pace. Her left hand continued working over my cock as her right hand formed a fist and punched brutally into my balls. Not only did this hurt but as I’d learned that day, this too brought me plenty of stimulation, the last thing I was ready for in that moment. Tears began to form as I could only watch her rear her fist back. I was terrified of her attack for a completely different reason now. 

A second punch, this one focused entirely on my left ball. A third, to my right, all as her magic fingers caressed my bare cock. “St-stop… please! No…!” I yelled, but she didn’t even find that worthy of a response, rearing back deeply and deliberately for the next one, making absolute certain that I saw it coming. This was the hardest yet, she unleashed a devastating uppercut that blasted into both balls. 

As I reeled from the pain and lust, she grabbed my dick with both hands. I screamed in agonizingly tortured frustration as now each of her hands were simultaneously pumping my penis at a breakneck speed. Her hands were a blur as they worked over my cock… just one orgasm… just one and I could die with peace in my heart. But I was denied this, by design.

After letting me suffer through what should’ve felt incredibly pleasurable for a minute or two, Rose went back to a one-handed technique. Her freehand instead wrapped around my testicles, giving the swollen, sensitive organs a tight squeeze. My wail was perpetual as she held each of my swollen balls in her single palm with some difficulty, this alone pressed them painfully against each other. Her grip proved mighty, as she pinched them viciously. 

Always keeping an eye on the timer, during her nutsqueezing she abruptly twisted my testicles and yet again shoved them up, repeating the technique, presumably to elongate the effect. “Hmhmhm… ten minutes isn’t very long when you think about it… I won’t let you be quick, not with me. Not in this house... for once, you’re going to have to show a man’s endurance!”

Having said that, Rose’s hands left my genitals and gripped my shoulders as she thrust her knee deeply into my balls. Swiftly, solidly, she repeated this time and again, kneeing me thoroughly in the groin for a number of minutes. With every kneecap bouncing off my privates I felt my cock long for climax all the harder… and I believe Rose was getting better at this as her shots seemed to be gaining power.

She took a step back and viciously slammed the top of her foot into my testes, before walking over and retrieving a chair, a short one with metal legs. Walking over to me, her hips sashaying, her tits jiggling, she stopped when she was but a foot away from me. Unceremoniously she shoved the chair forward, the bottom of a leg stabbing into my bruised, tender left nut. This got a high pitched squeal out of me as again I didn’t see it coming at all.

Rose then set the chair down before me and sat upon it. Her legs were open long enough for me to get the best shot of her panties yet before she crossed them, ensuring their legs stayed between mine, which in that position was very easy. This scene looked eerily familiar as well… and it felt that way as well, as she swiftly lashed her leg out, a snap kick popping me one in the nuts. Fast and stinging, she continued on kicking me in this way, looking entirely too casual as she did it.

She knew what happened in that shower room, did she also hear of what Sierra did to me? I had no doubt she passed on what went down to everyone in the locker room so word may well have spread. It was though she was going out of her way to bring back as many painful memories as she could during her torture of me.

The beautiful but cruel mistress leaned to the side, an elbow on the arm of the chair, her cheek in her hand. She yawned just as her foot stabbed my testicles again. Physically and psychologically, she was destroying me in a way I’d never experienced before. The exasperation of it all must’ve been evident on my face at that moment, as her smug grin was dripping with satisfaction. 

In one motion, she snap kicked my balls once more and brought her foot to my pecker, tenderly pushing it up into my stomach. Her foot, bare other than the thin layer of pantyhose began working up and down the bottom of my shaft. Each new stimulation seemed to just layer itself over the last, it got worse and worse and never got any better. With a twiddle of her toes, her foot rocked my world, a bolt of lightning coursed through my veins and reconverged at my cock in the form of an explosion of sexual gratification, but not an orgasm. Never an orgasm.

Letting my cock fall from my abdomen, she caught it mid-plunge, both of her feet now tightly gripping it between them. Before I could even comprehend this, she started running them up and down, effectively jerking me off with her feet in this impressive footjob. Making matters worse, I saw she was now laying back in the chair, and her skirt had rode up so far as to completely show off her bottom half… and it was so splendid, so spectacular…. I’d have given up half my penis if I could use the other half to screw her brains out.

After another few moments of this, she hopped to her feet and grabbed my shoulders again. She reared back much further this time, before slamming a powerful, hard knee in my left testicle. Alternating knees, she reared her other one back as she could before slamming it roughly into my right ball… these had much more malice behind them than before. To my horror, her using my balls as a practice dummy was paying off, she was becoming a skilled ballbuster! Tears flowed down my cheeks as Rose was slowly replacing the best and worst of my nightmares.

Rose followed up this assault by again grabbing, twisting and pushing my balls to refill the time of my torture. Though this atleast let me know i was about halfway through it at that stage. This relief was cut off however when she grabbed the timer and made me watch as she stopped it right before my eyes. She then laid back, slowly bringing her legs up until her feet were level with my shoulders, and she made a big show of closing them until her inner thighs clenched my engorged cock. 

They were the only bare parts of her legs, and infact the one bare bit of flesh I’d felt up to that point and fuck me they were on a completely different level. So soft, so thick, so smooth and they squeezed so tightly around my dick… Rose adjusted her legs subtly, her thighs moving up and down in an alternating pattern, grinding intensely into my genitals. The friction was immense, and my scream no doubt echoed throughout the entire house.

All I got in return was a cute smile as she tormented me, being between her luscious thighs was all I could think about in that moment, yet getting it was even more tortuous than ever. Her grinding stopped, though she squeezed my dick with her thighs all the more powerfully as she sat up, a hand to the back of my head to yank me in closer and deliver a kiss, her tongue running uninvited down my throat. 

It was… more passionate than I expected, given her demeanor. Her tongue coiled around mine and she groaned in pleasure as she furiously kissed me. Obviously she was getting way into dominating me. And despite my every sense telling me to resist at all cost, there was nothing I could do but give in. Nothing I could do but return it, plunging my own tongue down her throat… that was a poor idea.

Her reaction was swift, as she bit down on my tongue, a new, unique agony for me. She proceeded to pull her face away, slap the taste out of my mouth and adjust herself so that her thighs were instead surrounding my testicles. Before I could even finish eeking out a pitiful, “No…!” she clamped down furiously, my balls crushed between her thighs. 

Rose spoke over my screaming, “You do NOT gain any pleasure from me unless I decide it. I am the only one who will be gratified until further notice… obviously that wasn’t made clear. So let me drill that into you a bit more deeply.”

After a few more horrific moments of her ruthless clamping, she re-opened her legs and stood up. Taking that step closer, her tits once more pressed into my chest and she knelt down to where her crotch pushed against my penis. Rose started pumping her legs, going up and down, her breasts brushing back and forth across my chest as she forced the head of my dick to grind against the front of her panties.

She threw her head back with enough vigor to send her nurse’s cap sailing with a deep shudder. Right as this began, she repeated the maneuver again to lock away my orgasm, without so much as ceasing her grinding. She pushed forward, my cock compressed painfully yet joyously… atleast, any other time it’d be. 

“Ngh…! Nggh, oh you should be delighted…!” Rose gasped. “For the first time you… for the very first time… in your life, your… your cock… is about to p-pleasure a woman! Ohh!”

I couldn’t believe it, I never would’ve thought it’d be possible to be teased quite like this, to be blueballed on this level. There my dick was… right where I wanted it to be. Nothing but a pair of panties and a bizarre technique in the way of a dream cum true. I wanted, more than anything else in the world at that very moment, to cum inside her. I… I needed to cum… inside her!

“P-Please…! Let it end!!!” I hollered, pleading, begging for her to stop this somehow.

“Ahhh… I could always… rip your balls off...” Rose noted. “That would put a, oooh premature end to all of this… is that what you want?”

At that time, I was openly weeping at the fact that, for a moment, I was really considering that option… because it just persisted. It took her a very long time to get off, which she let me know about, screaming, “God, you’re talentless... ! Nnggh, if you knew how to make love you’d have finished me ten minutes ago! Ah, speaking of which...”

She did it again, taking hold of my nuts and rendering them useless for another ten minutes. Her grinding, using my cock as a dildo essentially kept going on and on, until she had to redo the tactic a third time. But shortly after that, it finally happened. Rose’s scream was loud and impassioned as she came in her panties. 

With this, mercifully this part of it came to an end… but all was not over. She reminded me of this as she woozily grabbed the timer and displayed it to me, and it still read that it had 30 minutes to go. Thus she started it up again, stood up and to my surprise untied me. Naturally I fell, facefirst onto the seat of the chair that she’d been sitting on. I rather liked the smell, but didn’t get to take it in much before she grabbed me by the nape of my neck and pulled me up to my feet.

There was no fight in me, no will to resist. I was hers to do with as she wished, and she took advantage, guiding me over to her bed. She delivered a swift kick to my groin before shoving me onto it and ducking down to pilfer beneath the mattress. From there she pulled out several lengths of rope and proceeded to patiently tie my wrists and ankles down to the bed. 

Now I was spread eagled and just as helpless as ever. I could almost hear my dick beg for a climax as she slowly stripped in front of me, unbuttoning her outfit and letting it fall to the floor. My eyes went wide as I saw she wore no bra beneath that, her absolutely enormous breasts flopped free and bounced for several full seconds afterwards as they came out with an incredible, hypnotizing shake.

Rose crawled onto the bed and didn’t stop crawling until she was sitting on my face, her groin grinding against my face. “Lick… lick me through the panties, now!”

I complied. Of course I did. Strange as it was I ran my tongue up and down the front of her panties and did it with enough vigor and passion that she seemed to get the full effect even with the fabric blocking her pussy off from me. 

As my tongue continued it’s work, she reached back far to grasp my battered nuts and repeated the tactic again, and yet again immediately after, just out of spite, just to truly rub it in how out of reach a climax really was for me.

Fortunately, now that she’d already cum once, it was easy to get her to the next one. I’d come to learn that day that women’s bodies worked that way, apparently. It was only a few more minutes after that I’d had her howling, screaming in another powerful climax. 

Still not satisfied, she climbed off my face and bashed me with her breasts, smothering me with her titties. She yelled, “Suck!” as she pushed her stiff nipple against my lips and I complied, licking her tits and suckling on her nipples whilst she against thrust her groin onto my own. She shook her hips violently, and the friction overwhelmed me, causing me to pass out. 

I wasn’t out for long as she slapped me with her breasts until I awoke, continuing to demand my effort. I took a nipple into my mouth and sucked on it with all my might as she thrust her pelvis forward time and again, grinding her crotch against mine until she came a third time.

She was panting, and sweating, her perfect body glistening… yet more stimulation, the last thing I needed. Rose just kept pouring it on, her tits running down my torso as she crawled down. Eventually her breasts rested on my genitals. She pressed them together against my cock and delivered a wonderful, horrible, beautiful, terrifying, mesmerizing, malicious titjob. 

Those enormous, soft, thick and increasingly moist titties were perfect for titfucking and my cock was on fire with sexual energy. It didn’t take long for her to increase the pace to incredible levels. And just when she reached max speed and I felt as though my cock would explode if it had to take anymore, it happened…

The skill wore off. And I came harder than I ever thought possible. 

After all my genitals had been through, the intense release was horrifically painful, I dare say moreso than anything the UFG girls had done to me, yet… after all that building, all that stimulation and denial, it was by far and away the greatest orgasm of my life. I can tell you that for a fact because I saw my whole life flash before my eyes for the duration of it. It killed me, and it gave me life. It was everything. 

Rose glanced over at the timer and read out… “Fifteen minutes! You have that much more of my breasts to endure… so take them. Take them with everything I have!”

She sped up even more, her humongous breasts a blur as they worked my cock. My second climax upped the pain even more, and it took me past my limit. I passed out… but she just kept on with her titjob anyway. A minute later, I came again, so powerfully that it forced me awake. Thus this pattern continued, as she titfucked me in and out of existence.

“I hope you see now...” she uttered during a cycle where I was conscious. “This is how the pecking order works. You are so far beneath a woman, that your manhood is an utter slave to womanhood… my tits would seemingly hold no strength on their own but through your sheer worship, they have more than enough power to rule your entire life. Your cock needs my tits… but to my tits, your cock might as well not even be there… they feel nothing.”

This went on for what felt like years, cumming in and out of consciousness, and I could feel it all in my heart. Actually for the last half hour or so, I had wondered if my heart could withstand all of this. 

Amazingly, somehow, someway, I survived ‘til the buzzer, timed perfectly with one last orgasm that woke me up but left me in a dazed stupor as Rose wasted little time in getting off of me and standing up. She was covered in semen, especially her tits. The covers were ruined with it as well, and my own body was doused in my juices as well. 

I was utterly speechless, not that I had the energy, breath or remaining voice after all that screaming to possibly say anything anyway. Rose casually crawled off the bed and stood up, though it was clear she was a bit woozy from the experience herself.

“Ah… I think that was a very productive session. You did… decently. And so, I’ll be more than happy to heal your body...” she explained. “...as soon as I get myself cleaned up. I could really use a nice long relaxing bath right now… and I’ll be sure to have more fun with your body while I have the chance to. In the meantime, reflect on all that you’ve learned here today. Later~❤”

Rose walked off and I was physically incapable of any sort of response or even the slightest twitch. I just laid there, covered in my own shame, looking up at the ceiling, as all that had happened to me two weeks ago and now today rushed past my brain like a manic slideshow. 

As I lay there, I had to think again, of all the beautiful yet horrible things that had just occurred to my body. Again I felt it accurate to say that I was the luckiest and unluckiest man in the world… the peak of pain AND pleasure from the world’s sexiest women seemed to be my destiny. And with that in mind, I had but two questions…

What did I do to deserve all of this?

And how could I make sure it keeps happening to me for the rest of my life?