Conquered Cannon (Epilogue) (Patreon)

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It’s hard to say how much time Chief lost after Cameron, Jade and Jen busted and milked his testicles to an irreparable dryness, as he drifted in and out of consciousness the next day. After hours of missed calls, Vinny showed up in concern to check on him, and ended up carting him to the hospital for his second stay in three days. His head was an utter wreck, his genitals battered and drained beyond usefulness. And of course, his jock strap was nowhere to be found… 

Chief demanded to go on with his title defense, refusing to relinquish his belt, but he couldn’t even train in the interim, spending all his time nursing his injured groin, the pain of which never seemed to go away. He wasn’t close to ready for his fight but he tried anyway. Naturally he was defeated easily, losing his Bellator MMA Heavyweight title in record time. 

Of course he didn’t give up, forcing Vinny to aggressive negotiate him for more matches after he’d fully recuperated. Over the next seven months, he ended up having three fights, only to lose them all. It was as though he were a changed man… despite his attempts to continue training, he was only growing physically weaker. And after the swelling on his balls finally came down, he couldn’t shake the feeling that they were smaller than they used to be… in fact, he was certain his mighty cock had shrunken an inch as well.

Perhaps most troubling however, is the fact that since that day, Chief hadn’t achieved an erection… over half a year, and he’d barely felt the slightest response to any sort of stimulation of his member. Tests proved what he already feared, he’d suffered an incredible drop in testosterone. Doctors were baffled as to the cause in such a severe and sudden dip, but he knew… it could only be the after-effect of Cameron’s attack. She’d taken everything from him…

The medics’ only recommendation was to try and relax. On their orders, he took a vacation, a trip to Hawaii, though he felt it wouldn’t do him any good. He leaned against the bar table, looking listfully towards the beautiful tropical seascape in front of him. Despite the lovely view of the sun setting against the lush blue ocean, all he could think of was how much he regret every single decision he’d ever made in his life. Everything that brought him to where he was now, a shell of himself… his once proud genitals now withering away along with the rest of his body.

Atleast he got a new jockstrap, much like his old one, that was keeping his testicles comfy while they wasted to nothing…

That miserable thought was in his head before he saw her… a raven-haired woman with mysterious red eyes in a purple, one-piece bathing suit and sandals walking across the beach. His eyes lit up when he saw her… she had a figure that rivaled any of the ones he saw months before. She was enchantingly beautiful, carrying herself in such a way that made it clear she didn’t care who saw her, as though she was the only thing that mattered…

Her massive breasts were so tightly snug in that swimsuit that they seemed they could flop out at any moment, and waved wildly with her every move. And as she went past, he got to see just how incredible her ass looked in that outfit as well, as it came down to a bottom more thin than most panties he’d seen, and her curvaceous hips sashayed with such unbelievable body confidence…

Without thinking, Chief jumped to his feet… and found himself wincing a bit, as he realized he’d brought the table up with him. A quick glance down confirmed that there, beneath his bathing suit, was an erection! His first since his cock left Cameron’s mouth! It was actually quite tight up against that jock too! He gasped, as he looked back and forth between his dick and the woman that had given him this gift, a sudden resurgence of testosterone.

He felt this was his one chance to regain his masculinity… and so he took it, rushing out of the cabana he was lounging in and going onto the beach after her. “Hey wait! You! I-I need to talk to you!” he called out.

She didn’t say a word to him, she just kept walking, not even breaking stride. She’d come across a fair few fanboys in her day so she was used to this. But he kept coming closer, sidling up beside her. “Wait, please, hold on… I’m Chief, wh-what’s your name?! Please, tell me who you are!”

Glancing away as she walked, she simply muttered. “Sherri.”

“Sherri… oh God, listen, this is going to sound so creepy but I, I think I need you.” he pleaded. She just cut her eyes at him. “No, but like, actually though! Let me explain, I n-need to have you because-”

“You need a swift kick in the crotch.” she replied as she turned on a dime and unleashed her leg at an incredible speed, the top of her foot blasting him in the groin with enough force to lift him off the ground and keep him there on her leg.

Chief gasped, his eyes like dinner plates, pupils shrinking to nothing, sweat dribbling down his face… if not for his jock, he felt like he may have actually lost his nuts right then and there. Thankfully his near-magic protection absorbed enough impact that it barely stung, but the thud was immensely loud and for several seconds he just stayed that way, straddling her foot, staring terrified into her fiery red eyes. 

“I see. So you put on a cup.” she remarked. “A wise choice for one about to harass a woman like me...”

“Hold on… just let me explain.” he began. “I, have a testosterone problem… you just gave me my first erection in months. I think, I think spending time with you might get me my mojo back… it might be the only thing that could save my career, that could save my life. I’m not, asking for sex, necessarily, I just-”

“I know who you are, Chief.” Sherri interrupted. “Selene told me all about you and your big balls… and yes, word on the grapevine is that you’re half the man that you used to be. But that doesn’t mean anything to me… I owe you nothing.”

“I… I know, but...” he conceded. 

She lowered her foot, letting him land on his feet. “However, if you truly think I’m the only one that can help you… then I’m going to let you prove just how badly you need it.” she offered. “Three minutes… if you can take three minutes of crotch kicks like that one, then I’ll consider… playing with you.”

A chill went down Chief’s spine. “D-Do I… have to take my jockstrap off?”

An evil smile formed. “Oh no… without protection, that’d kill you. And it’d be a lot less interesting for me… do we have a deal?”

That first shot wasn’t so bad thanks to his jock, and he was certain Sherri was the answer to his prayers, so… “Well… yes. Okay, I’ll do it.”

“Hmph. Very well.” Sherri sighed, overjoyed at his acceptance. “In that case, brace yourself. We begin in five… four… thr-”

She cut herself off with a wicked kick to his groin, taking him off-guard. It stung, but no more than the last. But what really shocked him was how quickly she followed up with a second, and then a third, and fourth… 

Her form was flawless, and allowed her to average a kick per second. One by one, her foot blasted his crotch, each shot lifting him. He made a mental note to never piss her off… well, again. Still it was going okay… although, he came to notice he was starting to be lifted a little further off the ground… his imagination assuredly. There was also the fact that the stinging pain with every blow seemed to be mounting… just a result of them piling up, of course, right?

“How you holding up?” she asked after kick #12.

“Ugh, I-I’m-”

“I don’t care.” she dismissed before blasting him with unlucky #13. That one, was a bit more than stinging, and he found himself in a permanent wince as every shot was undeniably harder than the last. “Hmph… hmhm… you’re going to regret taking me up on this. I sure hope you don’t think you’ve gotten the worst of this yet...”

She reared way back for her twentieth kick, and this one had him groaning, it really felt like a full force shot… it gave him flashbacks to a time before he ever had a cup, to the first time he’d ever gotten hit below the belt. It seemed at equal impact to that, which terrified him; what might these shots feel like without protection?!

“...Suffer.” she muttered, gritting her teeth. Kick #23 was a whole new level, emitting a sickening crunch as her foot smashed into his crotch. Chief screamed all the way through the next two which were equally wicked, and at that, she lowered her foot.

“Shhhhit…” Chief hissed, reaching to clutch his manhood. But Sherri stopped him, grabbing his wrists. 

“Block them, even for a moment, and you lose.” Sherri warned.

“A-Are we almost done…?” he moaned.

She chuckled, “Oh no, we’re barely past 30 seconds… hmhm, maybe snap kicks will make this go by faster for you...”

And so, she raised her leg up, bent at the knee. Chief looked warily at it as she uncoiled it into just a such a kick, snapping her shin into his crotch. From the beginning this lifted him a couple of feet off the ground, and he was immediately convinced he left his jock at home because this had him howling in utter misery. 

And she continued on at just the same pace as before, this time not letting up for quite a longer stretch. The pain was intense and agonizing, and the whole time Sherri didn’t say a word. Making this even worse, after brutal kick #11, Chief heard the sound of giggling as another girl walked by, a dark haired woman in a skimpy two-piece, a piercing above her right eye and a large tattoo of a dragon across her left side, bridging the gap between her thong and bikini. “Wow! You’re incredible... I dunno what he did but let him have it!” she called out to Sherri. “Heheh… wait, is that, is that Chief? That one MMA dude? Oh God, I have to get this on camera...”

Whilst Sherri’s assault on Chief’s nuts persisted, his body flinging through the air helplessly as her kicks ensured he never touched the ground at this point, Vivian pulled her phone up and filmed a few choice seconds of this beatdown. “This is amazing… I’ve got to get the other girls to watch this!”

She ran off, letting Chief stew in the pain and humiliation of his nuts being used as a hacky sack, his body bouncing higher and higher off her wicked snap shin kicks. Finally she ceased at 35, letting Chief land crotch-first on her outstretched leg. Doubled over, he almost found his face unwittingly shoved into her welcoming breasts, but a hand to his head halted that. “No… none of that. Not until I say you’ve earned it.”

A tear streamed down his face as he stared at her deep cleavage… he realized he was nowhere near as tough as he used to be, even if she was kicking the fuck out of his nuts, making him cry was never that easy before. It was a grim reminder of how badly he needed her to give him his manhood back. But at this rate, it seemed she’d just be the one to destroy it for good… and God, could he ever have used a stay in a nice pair of tits in that moment…

She pulled his head up and looked him in the eye, her expression cold as could be. “Do you give up yet…?” she asked, as she removed her leg, letting him land on his feet, albeit shakily.

“N-Nooo...” he meekly groaned, dreading what she had in store next.

“Then… allow me to introduce you to my knees.” she growled. And that she did, launching her left knee into his groin, and before he could even register the sheer strength behind that blow, she let fly her right knee to take it’s place. Alternating like this, she blasted him with knee after knee, again not letting him hit the ground, he stayed in the air via her attack on his nuts. 

Each time he would land on her solid kneecap once again, only amplifying the sheer force. His only solace was the incredible look down her rippling cleavage he had from up there, but this onslaught made it impossible to appreciate… he felt like hours had passed, as Sherri seemed to be mechanically marching in place, her knees pumping like pistons into his groin. 

Chief felt her final knee was about the thousandth, though it was really closer to the 39th… but either way, she leapt up into it, and the force was so incredibly devastating that he heard the loud, heart-piercing sound of his protective gear giving way, destroyed by that last blow which was therefore the first direct shot he’d felt from her all day.

He saw a light zip by that he quickly realized was his life flashing before his eyes. The blow was so intense, it was entirely possible to die from shock. He hollered out into the ether as she allowed him to crumple facefirst to the sand. Sherri took a moment to listen to the relaxing sound of the waves crashing among the shore, ignoring his moans of misery.

“So I take this to be your submission…?” Sherri inquired.

“N-No… please...” he whined, sobbing openly. “Don’t leave me like this.”

“Ah, then you prefer your attacks from this position...” she replied, a rare smile forming. She delivered a kick to his face that whipped Chief right onto his back and proceeded to stomp down on his groin. 

He cried openly, and she didn’t give a single shit, crushing his now defenseless balls underfoot, like she were stamping out a cigarette. “30 more seconds… you can make it. Maybe…” she chided, grinding her heel into his groin. 

Keeping surprisingly accurate track of the time in her head, she callously thrashed his balls. She did however take note of the bulge that persisted down his thigh. “Hm… you do suffer beautifully, I’ll give you that. Don’t see many men whose filthy erections survive this… and your cock seems to almost live up to it’s hype… almost.”

She hiked her leg up and stomped down powerfully on his nuts, and he sobbed pathetically, wishing he could cradle his poor, tortured groin.

“...That’s time.” she sighed. “I suppose you’ve earned some fun.”

This horrific experience behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief… but she wasn’t giving him any time to catch his breath, she leapt right onto his face, her ass smashing into his nose. She locked her legs around his head, bringing his face deep into her ass as she knelt forward. Her body happened to be at the perfect height, as this position ended up seeing her enormous breasts press right into his throbbing bulge. 

“Here… another three minutes.” Sherri offered, grabbing the waistband of his swimsuit. “Starting right after I get rid of this.”

She slid them right off his legs, and what remained of his jock soon followed, exposing his genitals to the world. They still weren’t at full size compared to how they used to be, but nonetheless a far bigger dick and balls than usual. She considered them, and simply noted, “Adequate...”

Sherri leaned in, her headscissor tightening, his face engulfed in her luscious ass as her incredible breasts pressed tightly against his erect cock. Just to pile it on a bit more, she even began to fondle his testicles as she wrenched forward time and again, this one simple movement working to take control of his entire body.

In that exact moment, five women strode by, each of them in some form of scantily clad swimsuit. 

“Wow, Vivian, you weren’t kidding, it really is him!” Amber piped up. “And what is she doing to him?! Teehee, wow, this is even funnier than a nutkicking!”

“Priceless… I’m so glad I’m getting this.” Vivian cooed, again filming Chief’s shame. “Finally, I got my next viral video ready… the world’s not ready for this one.”

“Well, there goes what was left of his reputation...” the big amazonian Gabi shook her head.

“Daaamn, that guy really does have a big dick!” Cass gawked. “To get dominated like that… maybe size doesn’t matter… mmm, nah, it does, he’s just a pussy anyway.”

The shy little Mandy eeked out, “Can you… can you forward me that video when you’re done uploading it? J-Just for… educational purposes...”

The five uninvited guests stayed and watched and laughed and pointed and ogled for a good while before making their leave. Chief’s humiliation was at an all-time high, but all he cared about in that moment was getting his virility back… and he was getting closer.

Sherri was speeding up, her tits working over his cock as much as her ass worked his face, her hands delicately squeezing his nuts… he was about to cum, for the first time since Cameron’s abuse… he could almost… taste it…

“...Time’s up.” she announced, abruptly stopping and standing up. “Goodbye.”

Simple as that, she turned and walked away. Chief stared at her ass as her hips shook, aghast… he forced himself drunkenly to his feet. “Wait… please...”

“Your time has passed. That’s all...” Sherri coldly called back.

But Chief stumbled towards her all the same. “No, please… it can only be you, you have to finish me or-”

In that next split second, Sherri turned on and a dime, and zipped over to Chief with blinding speed, closing the gap immediately. One moment she was ten yards away, the next, she was inches from him.

“Wha… how…?” Chief stuttered.

Sherri twirled like a ballerina before him, twisting her body into a vicious spin kick that of course landed directly in his bare balls. Full force, no protection, which meant he was down on his knees, mewling pathetically and praying they didn’t just rupture. 

“I don’t have to do anything. And I won’t.” Sherri corrected. “Goodbye...”

She turned and started to walk off, but then, as her hips moved, she felt… something. Reaching down her swimsuit, she realized she’d become wet, perhaps from that last shot. “...Fuck. If I’m horny that will impede my training...” she grumbled.

Sherri looked back at the weeping man who’s balls she just tried in earnest to destroy. His cock was somehow still saluting her greatness. “Tch…” she scoffed, as she rushed over to him. She reached down, grabbed him by his penis and roughly yanked him to his feet by it, before guiding him off to a nearby hut. 

Chief was barely able to understand where he was, lost in pain, but when his vision came to him, he realized he was in a shower room… with Sherri, who was stepping out of her sandals and stripping off her swimsuit. His jaw hit the floor when he saw her incredible, perfect breasts flop out freely. 

“Wh-wha, are we…?!”

Sherri cupped his mouth and roughly grabbed him by the balls as she slammed him against the wall. Fiercely she growled, “Tell anyone about what’s about to happen here and I promise you I will rip off your genitals and sodomize you with them. Do you understand?”

She let Chief go, and awaited his response, which was nothing more than a nod. That wasn’t enough for her, so she grabbed his mouth and launched a fierce snap kick that sent his bare scrotum bouncing. As his howl was muffled by her palm, she repeated, “Do you understand?!”

This time, the moment she took her hand away, he answered, “YES, MISTRESS SHERRI!”

“Good, now shut the fuck up.” she warned. 

She picked up her swimsuit, grabbed Chief by the hair and roughly pulled him over to the shower faucet, turning it on. He was amazed as he saw the hot water rain down and drip from her perfect body…

“This is just so nobody hears me moan.” Sherri noted, as she allowed the water to hit her. She also reached into the swimsuit and retrieved a condom. Forcibly she slid it onto Chief’s dick. “...Disappoint me and you die.”

“...Okay.” Chief answered, a smile forming despite his fear and all he’d suffered through. Roughly, she tackled him to the floor and mounted him, and it hardly felt like he was wearing a rubber when her tight pussy clenched around his thick, sizable cock. 

As if to prove her superiority even further, she clenched her hips together and made use of her incredible body control, causing her sopping wet pussy to clutch him even more snugly. Then, she began to work, bounding up and down, riding his cock with a fury. Her gigantic breasts flopped powerfully up and down whilst she took his member like never before.

In an instant, he was a world of pure bliss, all of his pain flowing away… and as she took ownership of his dick, he felt it grow within her, his genitals returning to their former prime. In less than a minute, he came, his howl muffled by her cupping hand, though nothing was holding back his ecstasy. But of course she wasn’t close to done, and her thrusts only continued, speeding up endlessly.

The friction was unreal, putting everything he’d been through before to shame… he came time and again as Sherri, in all her wet, glistening glory, fucked him for over an hour until finally, she whipped her head back and moaned a single long, intense moan that seemed to cause her whole body to tremble and ripple… 

She came, and came hard. Her orgasm lasted a while, long enough for her to slowly slid off of Chief’s spent cock and finger herself, as she came onto his face. Chief had been destroyed and shamed beyond belief, and knew his career would never survive that day… and yet he smiled, knowing his cock atleast was here to stay. 

Not that Sherri shared in his celebration. She hoisted him up in her arms and proceeded to toss his naked body callously out into the sand for everyone to see as she slammed the door shut and returned to the showers. 

There, she stood for the next few minutes, peacefully washing the sex off of her, content in her effortless conquering of Chief’s ‘cannon’...