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A simple dare part 3 [M25F25] (group) (fetish) (femdom)
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All characters 18 and consenting. Please read parts 1 & 2 for context. Happy reading lovelies xx

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Jackie left the kitchen quickly and silently, like a thief in the night. Laying on the floor, an arm draped over his teary eyes to conceal his shame, the other firmly cupping his sore, tender nuts. Fondling them they felt ever so tender, they felt so empty.

Jackie had drained him so deeply and thoroughly that he felt as if his balls were squishy sore husks of their former glory. Laying on the cold tiles he listened to the trio in the lounge room, their laughter so punishingly pointed. Despite the severe pain and humiliation Simon listened and savoured what derogatory and phrases he could make out; his dick hardening as he heard them verbally berating his lack of manhood.

‘What a fucking wimp!’ Carly called her voice shrill with excitement.

‘Bet this is the most action he’s gotten in…well ever!’ Amanda said sometime later, the conversation drifting in and out of being unintelligible.

Closing his eyes, and the placing a careful hand around his hardening shaft he began to stroke, the pleasurable feeling muting the awful ball pain as he listened in, the humiliation only deepening his horniness.

Dripping and soaked with precum, his dick felt elated by his touch, his nerve endings screaming with joy. Regaining his strength he sat upright, still stroking with one hand, lightly tapping his dangling nuts with the other.

It was true what Amanda had said, he was a glutton for punishment, as if his brain had become rewired, he stood up from the tiled kitchen floor and pulled his pants back up, tucking his shirt and adjusting his messy hair. He couldn’t think rationally anymore, the time for self preservation had passed - he needed another kick.

Simon walked to the closed sliding door and placed his hands on it, for a moment weighing up if he could even open it. His horny brain longed for the feeling, a masochistic depravity almost yanked him forward.

He stood for a moment, eyes closed and tried to picture a purely vanilla moment. Self assessing, the image of missionary sex with Carly flooded his mind, her tight athletic body underneath him, his long thick dick pounding deep into her soaking wet pussy. Before he could react he watched with shock as the dream Carly grabbed his balls and gave him a fiery squeeze, forcing a quick pained load out of him.

Shaking his head, he tried to reset but the mental visage continued, a flip of the positions, now fucking Amanda in his mind, he was behind her luscious, curvaceous ass, his cock deep inside her warm vagina with a thumb in her booty.

Just as before he saw in his mind’s eye her nailed hand reach between her legs and firmly clasp his balls, the pain imagined but ever so easy to recall.

With a loud thud he opened his eyes startled, to see the sliding doors pushed open, standing before him was Jackie, sitting to her left and right were a drunk Carly and a smiling Amanda respectively.

His jaw hung open surprised as Jackie grabbed him by the shoulders, her lovely blue eyes never breaking away from his, her top clearly stained by his cum. With a devilish smirk that rose his cock to the occasion the words danced off her tongue;

“Time to play.”


Leading him to the middle of the lounge again, the three girls got up from their chairs and walked over with Simon, placing him in the centre of the room. Quickly the began circling him, like sharks hungry for blood. Feeling his skin crawl and his boner push hard against his pants he lowered his hands to conceal it.

“Aren’t we playing truth or dare?” Simon asked, his voice quivering with sexual anticipation.

Smiling, Jackie readjusted her blonde hair, pulling it into a tighter top knot, her boobs lightly jostling as she did so. Looking over his shoulders he saw Amanda, her tits still out, grinning fiendishly. Snapping his head to the other side he saw Carly still in her PJs, who blew him a sarcastic kiss.

“We’re going to play one more round, but we’re going to up the stakes.” Jackie began.

“How?” Simon replied, goosebumps rolling over his body.

“Simple—“ Carly called ripping down Simon’s boxers to reveal his ever growing dick, and bright red balls.

“Fuck.” Said Amanda under her breath as she gazed at Simon’s member, walking over to trace his body, rubbing his shoulders and running her hands down his chest.

“Mmhmmm.” Carly replied, reaching out to give Simon a few sympathy strokes, her courage elevated.

As the girls pampered him Jackie continued to speak; “you’re going to take four kicks; one from each of us and one surprise one with your eyes closed. If you can take all four, we’ll let you fuck us, one after the other, until the sun comes up.”

“And if I fail?” Simon asked, his dick stroked to attention, the dickhead practically pouring precum all over Carly’s hand.

Giggling, Jackie pulled her top knot tight and smiled at Simon; “you’ll see.”

A moment of silence past, the three girls quiet and reserved, Carly and Amanda pulling themselves away from Simon to stand by the side of Jackie. In unison, the three eerily asked;

“So what do you say?”

Simon breathed out a heavy breath, his heart palpating in his chest, feeling as though it may burst out and land right in their hands. His knees felt weak and his cock almost hurt at how hard it was.

Placing his hands on his head and spreading his legs, his big red balls dangling dangerously low, he locked eyes with Jackie and nodded emphatically removing all doubt.

The three girls giggled together momentarily before forming a line facing him; Carly, Jackie and Amanda. Simon awaited eagerly as a swaying Carly stepped forth, drink still in hand.

“You can back out if you want.” Carly prodded, the phrase obviously insincere.

Shaking his head triumphantly at Carly she merely shrugged her shoulders before launching herself at him.

SMACK

a loud skin on skin slap rang out, her aim off centre, only finding its mark against his left testicle, the full force of her punt concentrated fully and utterly on one singular nut.

With a yelp of pain and a cry of agony, Simon practically leapt out of his skin, jumping up in the air post kick. Instinctually he felt his body crumble under the pain but before he could fall down fully he outreached his arms and pushed them against the floor.

Caught in a push up position he breathed out loudly. Forcing himself slowly upright he saw the line had now shifted, Carly at the rear, his new opponent was a smiling Jackie.

Standing tall once more, his body shaking with pain and his cock twitching wildly the three girls clapped together as if applauding a musical act. Practically skipping over to him, Carly came up beside Simon and gripped his fat cock, stroking him with a spit covered hand.

“Just some in between round pleasure. Helps you last longer.” Carly whispered in his ear, lightly nibbling his earlobe.

Feeling his face go flush with redness, his cock practically crying out to explode, he looked toward the ceiling, feeling the pleasure overtake him momentarily, removing all the pain and suffering his balls were currently in.

Suddenly an alarm blared, the noise starling Simon back to reality. As quickly as she began, Carly stopped. Quickly, she made her way back to the end of the line, Simon reached out to her longingly, almost unable to control his bodies reaction.

“Your 15 second break is up.” Jackie said, holding the chiming phone high up, pressing in a delicate thumb to reset it.

Before he could reposition himself and prep for the oncoming kick Jackie launched in, her wedge heel smacking deep against his left nut.

Unlike Carly who she aimed incorrectly, Simon knew that Jackie had meant to target the left nut, the damage and kick from Carly clearly evident as he had foolishly only nursed the left ball in his break period.

Overcome with pain, he fell backward, catching himself against the wall. Pushing his back hard into the wall, knocking some pictures loose he felt his legs nearly give out as his balls screamed in agony his own vocal cords speaking for them with squeals of pain.

To the girls and Simon’s shock his dick unloaded a thick warm surprise, spurting quickly out of his cock, the endorphins and pleasure chemicals rushing and flooding his brain, doing what they could to mask the severity of the pain he was feeling.

In a euphoric daze he grabbed his meaty cock and jacked it rapidly, pumping out the remainder of the cum. The spurts and droplets fell across the floor, his dick twitching with excitement as a big blob built at the tip.

Rushing over Jackie dove between his legs and shoved the still Spasming cock in her mouth, slurping the blob quickly down her throat, the sensation causing Simon’s eyes to roll back in his head and his ball pain to be completely forgot.

Just as before, after 15 seconds she stopped, slapping his dickhead for good measure she pulled away, wiping the drool and cum from her face. Pulling Simon the wall she walked him back to the middle of the room as Amanda and her big snow boots eagerly awaited their turn.

Almost hyperventilating, his brain a horny mush, he looked at Amanda and patiently awaited the devastation. As he did he heard Carly say;

“I can’t believe he’s still hard!”

“I wonder if he can cum again.” Replied Jackie, a puzzled look sprawled across her face.

“He won’t be able to do shit after I kick his balls into his throat.” Amanda said lining up her shot.

Scared and horny beyond measure Simon braced for the heavy kick as the snow boot found contact between his legs, smashing his flesh eggs; the pain spread across them both in a torrent of fury.

The post nut kick sent him into a painful tailspin, his mind and body both convulsing as the familiar smack of his most sensitive area sent painful ripples all across the length and breadth of his body.

Falling into the wall again, cupping his injured, mushy sack with his hand he fell to one knee, a gasp leaving the girl’s mouths as they watched with bated breath if Simon would give in.

His eyes were puffy from crying, his mouth dripping drool and his body shaking; the pain something otherworldly, mixed together with the euphoric tingling of sexual gratification.

Blinking through tears Simon watched as Amanda bounced up and down happily, her big heavy breasts jiggling, the site sending Simon over the edge yet again, his body doing all it could to do to keep him from passing out from pain.

In an almost enlightened state Simon realised that he wasn’t cumming as a defence against the pain. He was cumming because of it! Realising very clearly as he writhed against the wall, his screams muffled against the wallpaper, he could no longer enjoy the vanilla pastimes, his mind and sexual desires had been fundamentally changed.

All consumed by a lust and insatiable desire for pain…ball pain. More shocking still Simon thought, as he raised triumphantly to his feet is only their kicks and punches, only their knees and squeezes would satisfy him.

Pushing past the tremendous pain and forcing himself over the mental barrier he stood upright firmly, his legs regaining their composure and he closed his eyes, trusting in his dommes to deliver the final kick he so craved.

He stood spread for what felt like an eternity, no voices or sounds calmed him. His mind raced with primal desire as, at the very moment he was letting his guard down a fiery new pain was let loose against his sack.

Dropping him instantly, the pain so different from the other kicks, his eyes forced open as he found himself on the floor in a messy and pitiful heap. Gazing down at his red nuts he saw tiny pin prick sized droplets of blood, his blood, rising to the surface of his sack.

A roar of laughter and an orchestra of clapping and celebration rang out as Simon looked over to see, now adorned in sharp, spiked heels, Jackie stood proudly above him, the needlepoints lightly red with his ball blood.

His shock second only to the searing, unimaginable pain he was suffering so thankfully in. As he rolled and groaned, cried and sobbed on the ground, he felt Carly and Amanda push him onto his back, Carly holding his arms, Amanda holding his legs.

Kneeling now between his spread legs, Jackie opened up a formerly closed fist, revealing a small, emasculating, near-flat chastity cage. As he struggled, Jackie forced it on him, pushing his cock into a contorted angle, barely getting the lock on.

With a horrifying and definitive “click” his fate was sealed. Jackie grabbed his bright red, now bruised and bleeding balls, they felt so full and big next to the near flat cage. Jiggling them in her hand she laughed as the other girls released their grip.

“You lost S.” Carly said, shaking her head.

“I thought you were gonna make it.” Amanda said disappointedly, pulling her boobs back into her tight crop top.

“Shame really—“ Jackie began, undoing her top knot, her blonde hair cascading down her face and neck. Adjusting her shirt she reached for a half finished drink on the lounge room table. “I was looking forward to fucking you. But sex is reserved for men who can take our kicks. You didn’t, so it’s the cage for you.”

The girls walked back toward the table, finding their chairs and began drinking once more, leaving the broken, battered and defeated Simon laying panting on the floor. Minutes passed before Carly giggled and called out to the still recovering Simon who was nursing what appeared to be a bruised left testicle.

“Oh and S? The girlies and I have decided that truth or dare is no fun. We like kicking you in the balls, so that’s gonna be girls night from now on.” Carly said, her voice filled with joy barely held back.

“When will you let me out of the cage?” Simon asked through tears.

Walking over to him, Jackie trotted powerfully, her shoes sending a chill of dread up Simon’s spine. Quickly she grabbed his massively swollen, most likely damaged, balls and pushed her index finger forcefully into the bruise on his left nut.

Puffing and panting he tried desperately not to scream or to writhe around as Jackie leaned her face up against his, pressing her soft nose against his, she replied devilishly.

“Never.”


Thanks for reading! I know I’ve been MIA recently, so sorry about that.

If you have any suggestions for Ballbusting, femdom, CBT or chastity stories you’d like to see in the future, please let me know xx

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