Date: Thu, 10 Nov 2005 05:18:19 -0800 (PST)
From: NiteSearcher2000 <nitesearcher2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pool Table and My Balls Chapter 15

This story in not completely fictional. Nor is it the
truth and nothing but the truth. The names have
definitely been changed to protect the guilty. We are
all disease free and stay that way by protecting
ourselves whenever we play with anyone but each other.
Descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional because
I'm imaginative and not stupid.

You know the rules... Don't read this if you're a
minor or are offended by gay or BDSM expression. Don't
even think about reproducing or publishing it without
my permission. Remember, I have sadistic friends who
like to punish people! <<evil grin>>


Chapter 15


The silence hangs between us. My shame grows as the
minutes tick by. I know better than to talk so I
remain silent. In an effort to communicate how badly
I'm feeling to him, I try to maintain an even more
submissive position. I keep my knees spread and bent.
I make sure I'm bent at the waist, head down, hands
clasped behind my back. I don't dare look up as he
rises and moves around the dungeon. I'm startled when
the door opens and the others walk in. My shame and
inferiority deepen as they walk in and see me naked
and kneeling as they stand around me.

"Stand up," is Steven's simple but stern command. I
quickly rise to my feet and assume the same submissive
posture of my legs spread, knees and waist bent, hands
behind my back, head bowed.

"I didn't realize this piece of shit had such a big
set of balls." Tom comments as he grabs my balls and
rolls them roughly between his fingers. My dick
instantly starts to rise. Grabbing my cock roughly he
continues, "and a cock to match. Do you ever let him
fuck anyone?"

"No. He's pure pussy." Steven responds.

"So his cock is completely useless. A total fucking
waste." He grabs my cock hard and pulls it out and
away from my body. I try to keep my balance and stay
in place. "And these big fucking balls... why would a
cunt have balls anyway?" He grabs my balls and pulls
them forward like my cock and I begin to stumble
forward. David grabs me from behind to steady me. He
pulls me tightly into a full nelson. "Why do you have
balls, boy?" I have no idea what to say, so I say
nothing. "I don't think you know. I think we need to
teach you why a cunt like you has balls." With that he
lifts his knee directly into my balls. The pain rips
through me and it's only David holding me that
prevents me from dropping to my knees. "Now you know
why you have balls. It's so we can have the pleasure
of torturing them." His knee comes up slamming into
them again. David tightens his grip as I struggle and
squirm in a reflexive effort to protect my aching
balls.

"Stand up!" Steven's voice is strong and steady. I
look into his eyes as I steady myself. He moves in
front of Tom and I'm hoping it's to prevent another
knee to my balls. Instead, he gives a quick back kick
connecting directly to my gonads. A deep guttural
groan escapes from me as I try to suck in breath to
recover as quickly as I can. His face is a stern
warning that I'd better not fuck up. He lands another
kick that's not quite as wicked and I maintain my
composure better. I can see the approval in his eyes
as he steps away and tells Michael to take a turn. My
stomach drops at this déjà vu experience of how we
first met.

Michael stands directly in front of me staring me
down. I try to be strong but I know that I have a look
of dread and pleading on my face. His calm and relaxed
demeanor unnerves me more. With perfect balance he
raises his foot slowly and brings the ball of his bare
foot directly to my balls making light contact with
them and holding it there. With split second timing he
pulls back and slams it into my balls with enough
force to knock the wind out of me. David holds me fast
in his grip. "One." Is all Michael says. He stands
there bare foot and bare chested with his arms crossed
over his magnificent chest.

I look over at Steven and do a fleeting comparison
between the two of them. They're both gorgeous. Steven
is lighter in coloring. His brown and straight hair is
a bit too long. His beard is heavy and his tight
muscular chest is covered in hair. He's sexy as hell!
Michael is the classic tall, dark, and handsome. Hairy
like Steven, but all of his hair is coal black and
coarser. He's a bit bigger than Steven in every way.
Looking back at Steven, the look in his eyes tells me
he caught me checking out Michael. He clearly mouths,
"Now you're dead, fuckwad." I swallow hard.

I'm totally distracted and unprepared as Michael kicks
my balls up into my chest. My air gushes out of me and
my knees buckle. Again, David saves me from falling to
the floor. "Two." Shit! Oh shit! I struggle to regain
my composure but I'm panicking at the thought of more
to come. The moment is intense with all eyes on me. I
know Michael will wait until I'm ready and I'm trying
to prepare myself for him.

Not as patient, Steven moves forward again. Landing a
solid kick he gives me a harsh command. "Suck it up!"
He says to me. "He's ready!" He tells Michael who
doesn't hesitate before landing another quick blow.
David lowers me to the ground and releases me so that
I can roll around whimpering. Without giving me any
time to recover, Steven and David strap me into
leather ankle restraints and attach them to a spreader
bar. As they do that, Michael lowers a hook from an
electric pulley attached to the ceiling. Quickly the
bar is attached to the hook and I'm hoisted by my
ankles upside down from the floor. It takes me a
couple of seconds to adjust to hanging there upside
down. My wrists are put into leather restraints and
tied spread eagle from my torso.

I hang there a minute anxiously wondering what will
happen next. Tom and Douglas pull their shirts off and
now they're all bare chested. David is the biggest and
most muscular. Tom is tall, lean and muscular. He's a
mean looking motherfucker. Douglas is small and lean.
He's light in coloring and smooth. His tattoos are
beautiful and intricate and cover most of his body as
far as I can see. He seems to be grinning and enjoying
the whole experience.

Tom steps forward with a small terse flogger. The
leather strands are spaghetti thick and maybe eight
inches long. He slashes it across my balls in a
downward motion. The pain is sharp and stinging. He
lashes it across my balls a number of times until
they're stinging and feel like they're on fire. Upside
down, it's hard for me to focus or concentrate. I
can't get away from or into the pain. All I can do is
take it. It hurts like hell but it's very surface
pain. There's a lot of sting, but no ache. I can look
up enough to see that my sac is a deep red, almost
purple.

Stepping back, Tom allows Doug to step forward. He
gets down level to my face with a big smile. He's
holding a simple twelve-inch wooden ruler. He waves it
in front of my face and I cringe because I know how
much a simple ruler can hurt me. Standing, he taps the
ruler against my balls. It doesn't hurt but I'm not
stupid enough to think it will stop there. He lightly
hits my perineum. He hits it fast and repeatedly. The
sensitive skin heats quickly and stings. Hitting
harder he takes the pain level up several notches.
It's relentless and he keeps it up until I let out a
high pitched scream. He stops for a second and a
feeling of relief washes over me but it doesn't last.
He slaps it down on my balls. The sting and ache are
instant. His rhythm is slow and steady. Each blow is
slightly harder. I grit my teeth and hold my breath
against the pain. I breathe in gasps.

When he stops I use the time to focus and try to brace
myself for what's coming. I know there'll be more.
David steps up to play holding a simple table tennis
paddle. He uses it in fast and consistent blows all
over my thighs, my pelvis, and my ass. It hurts but I
can stand it until one of the blows is directly to my
balls. Oh fuck it hurts so bad. It breaks my
concentration, the rest of the blows seem more
intense, and then another cracks across my balls. As
he's hitting me, I dread the one that ill hit across
my balls. When it does I yelp in pain. After a short
time I'm whining and begging for it to stop. It
doesn't. I'm reduced to whimpering as it continues.

This time when it stops I use my energy begging for
mercy and making empty promises to behave and serve.
It's so fucking frustrating in that they don't even
listen or pay any attention to me. They take drinks
and sit quietly watching me hang there. I grow
increasingly uncomfortable tied this way upside down.
I close my eyes in an effort to escape my
surroundings. M eyes fly open as I hear a familiar
swishing sound. I instantly panic and start begging
and crying as Steven slashes his favorite rubber wand
across my balls. I plead uselessly as he does it
again, and again, and again. Even though it hurts like
a motherfucker I'm relieved when he slashes it across
my thighs or my ass but scream when it cuts across my
sac or down the center of my perineum. When that
happens I feel the slash from my asshole to my cock.
He pain exhausts me to the point where I hang there
hopelessly.

Finally stopping, he sits on the floor in front of me.
He leans his face against mine. I absorb the comfort
from him. I sob lightly against him. He asks quietly,
"Do you love me?" I sob out a yes. "I know you do. I
know you love me. You're showing me how much you love
me by behaving well for me." He gently rubs my face.
He leans in for a tender kiss. He leans in again for a
deep kiss. He leans in again and invades my mouth with
his. I sink into him. "I'm just starting. I need you
to take a lot more. I'm so fucking turned on by you. I
need to go further. I need to keep going. You
understand right? You'll do this for me, right?" He
doesn't give me time to answer as he kisses me again.
He rises and moves away as soon as he ends the kiss. I
take a deep breath as I prepare for more.

Michael comes forward holding a flogger. He presses a
button and I rise further off the ground. My arms are
pulled tighter against their restraints and my ankles
ache from the increased strain. He circles my body
with the flogger striking me as he goes. The strikes
increase in strength as he continues to circle me. The
flogger strikes me front and back. He goes slower, but
hits harder. I grunt against each hit. I have enough
time to suck in a breath between each blow. They grow
brutal. You can hear the thud as it blends with the
grunt that I can't stop from escaping me. Each blow
knocks the wind out of me. My whole body is screaming.
I beg for mercy. I yell out in pain. I promise to do
anything. I scream.

Steven comes back and holds my face again. He gently
strokes it. "Stop. Just stop it." I think he's talking
to Michael but he's talking to me. "Shhhh. Quiet. Calm
down." I do. I calm down at the sound of his voice.
"Good boy. Good boy." I feel so good as he talks to
me. I don't even realize what he's doing as he eases a
ball gag into my mouth. I moan when I realize it's
already in place and he's strapping it on. "It's
better this way." Better for who is my only thought.
My arms are untied and attached to each other at my
wrists hanging below my head. I swing free and swirl
around.

They all step up carrying their instruments of pain.
"One." Michael says and I panic instantly. "Two." My
heart races. I gasp in a breath as he says, "Three."
And the assault begins. They all hit me at once and
the pain explodes everywhere! I spin around as they
hit me over and over and their blows land all across
my body. The pain is everywhere and the only time I
can distinguish it is when one of them catches my
balls and they explode in agony. I scream into the
gag. Without even realizing it I double up in pain and
fold myself in half. They continue as I hold myself up
in this more protected position. Finally they stop.
Steven grabs me by the shoulders and eases me back
down. He pulls me back as I'm lowered enough to rest
my shoulders on the floor. I'm gasping for breath and
sobbing at the same time. I'm relieved thinking it's
over, but it's not.

Doug steps up and greases my asshole. He slips a
couple of fingers in spreading the grease as David
walks in with a two-liter bottle of water. Placing it
against my whole he turns it upside down as he pushes
the neck of it up my ass. It obviously has an air hole
in the bottom as it begins to slowly empty into my
ass. As that is happening, Tom slips a nut crusher
around my balls. First he tightens the part that
pushes my balls lower in my sack. Then he tightens the
part that crushes my balls against it. He tightens it
until the pressure is really hurting. The pain
radiates up my stomach. David holds the air hole
closed and squeezes the bottle sending a gush of water
up my ass. He does it again as my bowels are filled
with water. Tom tightens the ball crusher and my whole
crotch, pelvis, stomach, and ass are cramping in pain.
The bottle is removed as it's just about emptied up my
ass.

I'm hoisted back up. I'm left hanging with my face
about crotch level and Doug pushes his cock into my
mouth. Holding my head he moves me back and forth on
his cock as I suck him. He stands still as he fucks my
face by moving me back and forth. His dick is rock
hard. It feels smooth and tastes sweet. His precum
oozes onto my tongue. The movement agitates the liquid
in my gut and my balls are flopping back and forth in
the crusher. They fucking hurt like hell. He fucks me
until he shoots his load in my mouth. I swallow some
but it's hard to swallow upside down and some dribbles
up my face.

"Sir, Sir, I can't hold it in much longer. Oh Sir,
please, I have to go to the bathroom. Oh please, Sir."
I beg them in desperation so I don't make a mess.

"Don't you dare. Not until you're told to. I swear
I'll make you lick up every drop if you don't hold
it." Michael threatens me. I'm quickly lowered and
released. In front of all of them, I'm made to place
my ass over a small plastic garbage pail as the water
gushes out of me. I'm totally mortified with
embarrassment doing this in front of them. They give
me no privacy at all and watch as I evacuate. They
even watch as I wipe myself clean and then wash my ass
wish those premoistened ass wipes. . When I'm done I'm
ordered to lie on my back and I'm hoisted into the air
again.

Again, a two-liter bottle is emptied into my ass. The
ball crusher is tightened more. The ache wraps around
my whole body. Tom pushes is big cock into my mouth
and face fucks me like Doug did, only rougher. I gag
as his big fat cock pushes against my throat. His cock
is meaty with lots of extra skin even though he's cut.
I fight to keep my ass clamped tight so I don't leak.
He fucks me ferociously and pulls out jacking himself
at the end to shoot his load all over me. I feel his
cum dripping along my face.

Again, I'm lowered and allowed to squat over the pale
to empty myself out. The water gushes out of me in
spasms. My balls are killing me. Again I'm told to lie
down. This time both my ankles and wrists are attached
to the hook. I'm raised up by both my ankles and
wrists and I'm hanging folded in half. Stripping
naked, David and Steven stand behind me. David pulls
my ass toward him and pulls me onto his cock. His fat
cock pushes into my ass. I sway in the air as he fucks
me partly thrusting his hips and partly pulling me
against him. He does it for a while and then pulls out
and passes me to Steven who fucks me hard. He slides
me forward and then pulls me back hard against him as
he pounds into my ass. They take turns fucking me up
the ass until David shoots his load deep inside me.
Steven goes at it with a vengeance fucking me really
hard until he shoots his load inside me as well. My
balls are aching! My wrists and ankles are getting
sore.

"Do you want to use him?" He asks Michael.

Shaking his head Michael says no. "For me he has no
purpose other than to suffer. He's nothing more than a
fucking slave to me and I don't have sex with slaves,
only men." His words really sting. He's never let me
suck him and has never fucked me. I'm hit hard by the
realization that I'm not good enough for him.

I'm lowered and allowed to lie on the floor as they
clean up and pull their pants back on. Standing all
around me Tom asks, "Do you ever let it cum?"

"Sometimes." Steven replies. "But not unless he's
suffering. Men get to feel the pleasure of an orgasm.
Shit like him gets to feel pain and suffering. Orgasms
have to hurt. It reminds them that they're just shit."

"Let's do it." Tom suggests. A big plastic sheet is
laid out and I'm positioned in the center of it on my
back. Tom and Doug pull my legs up and David again
empties a two-liter bottle of water up my ass. I'm
told to hold it as I'm lowered back down. A wedge is
placed under my ass and a fucking machine is
positioned. It's moved into place and the dildo end is
very slowly driven deep up my ass pushing the water
around and deeper. It creates a plug preventing any
leakage.

The ball crusher is replaced with a ball splitter,
which is tied to a pulley from the ceiling. They're
pulled high and tight. They hurt like hell. Nipple
clamps are put on me and the pain goes deep into my
chest. The ball gag is placed in my mouth again. Using
a rubber glove, David smears this cream all over my
cock and balls. Heavy leather gloves without fingers
are put on my hands. David explains, "Here's the deal.
In about five minutes your cock and balls are going to
burn like hell. It will be a pain like you've never
felt before and there's nothing that can be done to
stop it or alleviate it. It will last for about twenty
minutes. You have twenty minutes to cum. If you cum
too soon the pain will be unbearable. If you don't
cum, we'll do it again. If you still don't cum we'll
use your balls for a punching bag until you vomit or
pass out." My cock and balls were beginning to heat up
and it's very uncomfortable.

"I can see from your face it's starting to hurt. Go
ahead. Jerk yourself off." The pain is increasing
rapidly and he was right. It's a pain like I've never
felt before. It burns so badly. Knowing there's no way
to stop it, it scares the crap out of me. I try to
jerk off but the gloves are big and clumsy. I
concentrate as best I can but the pain is everywhere
and overwhelming me. My nipples hurt. My balls are
aching. My stomach is clenching. My ass hurts. My cock
and balls are on fire. I jerk off frantically trying
to cum. They turn on the fucking machine and it slowly
rips into me and sucks out my insides as it withdraws.

I slowly move toward cumming. The pain blends with
pleasure. My cock and balls are burning like hell. I
look up to see them gathered around me watching me
jerk myself off in the most humiliating way I can
imagine. My body tenses as I start to get close. I'm
distracted as I feel Michael pissing on me. That moves
me closer to cumming. The others join him and piss on
me also. I'm soaked in their piss. I jerk of
frantically. I move toward a powerful orgasm. Doug
uses his ruler and hits me in the balls as I jerk off.
Oh man I ache! I don't stop. I keep jerking off as
hard as I can and finally go over the edge. I shoot a
massive load all over myself. As my orgasm recedes,
the pain overtakes me. My cock and balls are ablaze in
burning pain. The fucking machine up my water filled
ass is causing my stomach to clench and spasm. My
balls are killing me from the beating they've taken
and they're still tied to the fucking pulley. My
nipples are screaming from the clamps on them. I'm
soaked in piss and scum.

Reaching out, David again covers my cock and balls in
that fucking cream. Reaching back he smears it on my
ass and puts some on the dildo, which pushes it up my
ass. My wrists are clipped to my ankle restraints so I
can't move or touch myself. "Enjoy." Is all David
says. I tighten and clench as the pain lasts. My
asshole sears as the cream coats my ass ring. They get
comfortable, eat snack foods, and drink beers as I
suffer in agony. I scream into my gag and writhe and
squirm in agony as they watch on. They laugh and
compliment each other on what a good job they each
did. They talk about how great their blow jobs were
and how good their fucking was. They talk about what a
great thing they've done to teach me my place and
purpose in life. The next half hour is the longest of
my life.

Eventually, the burning eases. I scream in agony as
the nipple clamps are removed. The rope is undone from
the pulley and my balls are released. They're so sore.
The fucking machine is turned off and the dildo is
pulled out of my ass. The water floods out behind it.
I can't control it at all. My ankles and wrists are
released. I curl on my side in the wet mess absolutely
exhausted.

Steven speaks softly, "Make sure this mess is cleaned
up before you meet John tomorrow." They all leave me
there. I curl up to sleep. I'll clean up later. I'm
too tired to move.


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