Aunt Valerie's Wicked Punishment

 

Aubrey was just returning home from work when she looked down to see her phone ringing.
With a sigh she answered the phone, annoyed at the reprieve from the days stress being interrupted so soon.
To her surprise her son's principle was on the other end,
"Ms. Cooper I regret to inform you that your son will be receiving a weeks school suspension."
"What!"
As the principle informed her of what happened the Aubrey's reaction turned from shock to frustration to anger.
Her son, only a boy of eleven, had been caught stealing girls panties from the school gymnasium's changing room!
She apologized profusely to the principle and said she would come get her son, Dan, right away.
Exasperated she called her sister to rant about the situation to someone.
"I mean can you believe it Valerie? I never raised him to be a pervert! What the hell is he thinking!"
Her sister seemed less surprised about the whole thing, "I mean boys are always perverts, just because he's your son doesn't mean it should be that surprising."
Aubrey sighed, "You're right....What am I supposed to do? I don't even know what I'm going to say!"
"Well...how did we punish guys for being creeps on us in the past?" Valerie's tone was more sinister now.
"You mean?" Aubrey almost couldn't believe what her sister was insinuating.
Valerie couldn't help but let out a semi-gleeful laugh "I mean it always worked didn't it."
"You know....You could just be right."
And for the first time since she received the news a smile crept its way onto her face.

*****

Dan was the one to break the silence first, they were pulling up to a house he didn't recognize.
"Where are we?"
"Young man this is your aunt Valerie's house. I told her all about your little school scandal and she's going to help me straighten you right back out.
The young boy couldn't help but get a sinking feeling in his stomach at those words.
As he had no choice, he got out of the car and walked up to the front door of the house.
It looked like an old farm that had fallen into disuse and now only the front house remained.
The house itself was down a long forested driveway.
In a word, it was secluded.
As he nervously tapped on the door, a moment later and it opened.
There was his aunt, she stood 5'7, already a bit taller for a woman and she loomed over Dan. She had the beginning looks of age about her face but it was mostly masked well with make up. Her light brown hair had a few graying strands but outside of that she looked good for her age.
She was also rather fit, the hours spent doing yoga and other excesises obvious to see.
Valerie wore a tight fitting crop-top and gym leggings that clung to her powerful looking legs.
"So I've heard you've been quite the naughty boy Danny."
Dan couldn't find it in him to speak at first.
"Answer her young man!"
His mother said sharply from behind him.
Dan muttered under his breath,"It was just a stupid prank, I don't get why everyone is making such a big deal out of it."
"So do you like humiliating girls then? Taking their underwear?" Said his aunt her tone now deadly serious.
"N-no I just-"
Before he could finish his aunt interrupted once more
"Okay then, if you want to embarrass girls how about we embarrass you instead. Strip. Now."
Dan balked at that, "What? No."
"Strip now Danny!" Repeated an increasingly frustrated Valerie.
"You heard her Dan, take off your clothes!" Said Aubrey, pushing her son through the door and closing it behind her.
He looked at them both for a moment not believing what was actually happening and then reluctantly got down to just his underwear.
"Those need to come off too young man." Said his mother.
"No I don't want to be naked in front of you two."
"See how it feels to have your clothes taken from you, now do as your mother says!" Growled his aunt.
With trembling hands Dan grabbed his underwear by the elastic band and pulled it down to his ankles.
He felt completely powerless now as the two grown women stood over his nude frame.
To save what little dignity he had left Dan tried to cover himself with his hands.
This only got him scolded however, "Now Danny, hands at the side!" Barked his aunt.
She walked over to him as he did so and he was looking up at her for a moment, trying to read what her intentions were.
*SLAM!*
Her leg barreled up and her shin slammed into his exposed little balls!
Dan's legs practically dropped from beneath him as the pain spread from his groin up to his stomach.
Collapsing to his knees he looked up at his aunt through teary eyes.
"W-what was that for!" The boy squeaked out.
"That was for being such a dirty young man and it was just the beginning of your punishment today!"
"Mom you gotta get her to stop this!" Said the young man pleadingly, looking for any sort of sympathy from his mother.
She stared back at him and he realized just how much his mom looked like her sister, just younger, a little plumper and with shorter hair.
"No young man this is your punishment, all those sexual thoughts are coming from your balls, they're making you behave this way so they must be punished."
The way she said it sounded a little to excited to the boy and his stomach sank.
With a start he tried to get up and run away but was quickly grabbed and overpowered by his aunt.
"Now Danny disobeying will only make your punishments that much worse!"
She took him over to her kitchen and placed his balls on the table.
"Now Aubrey you can go ahead and start his punishment proper."
His mother kept a firm grip on his balls and had a rolling pin in her hand.
"First we need to soften them up a bit," Aubrey explained, "So the pain really gets through to you."
She started rolling the pin over his nuts squishing them just flat enough and then letting them breath.
The boy jerked around in agony against his aunt, the building pain making his legs shake uncontrollably.
While this only went on for maybe two minutes for the boy it felt like an eternity.
When Aubrey finally stopped her son's testicles were a bright red and very tender.
Dan took the brief break in agony to gulp down air, trying hard to catch his breath.
When he composed himself enough to refocus his vision he realized his mother now had a flyswatter and was holding it quite menacingly.
"Well Dan, I'm going to swat your right nut twenty times and then your aunt will do your left the same amount."
"T-twenty?!" Mewled Dan in terror.
"That's right Danny and if you complain again we'll double it!" Laughed Valerie!
*SMACK*
Without warning the flyswatter flew down on the boys nut with a resounding thwack!
Dan's legs felt like jelly from just the first swing.
"One." Said his mom in a calm and cold tone.
This continued for a while, each swing bringing the boy almost to his knees.
By the time the fifth swat slapped his plums the boy's entire body weight was being held up by his aunt.
Each time he would dissociate from the moment the absolute shock of gonad pain would bring him right back to the moment.
"Okay now for these last few I need you to count Dan."
"I-I" Dan stuttered but before he could even formulate anymore words the swatter came down on his balls.
*WHAP*
"Fifteen." Said the boy through labored gasps.
"Sixteen!" Came the cry after the next
"Seventeen!!"
"Eighteen!!!"
"Nineteen!!!!"
*THWACK!*
"ARGHHH TWENTY!" Squealed the boy as the last blow came down on his now painfully swollen egg.
Both his mom and aunt took turns holding his pummeled nut, now twice the size of it's opposite.
"My turn!" Said Valerie with delight in her voice.
Her smacks were even harder than his mother's and the pain came over him in new horrible ways.
"TWENTY!" Cried the boy as his aunt brought down her final blow.
*SLAM!*
Then Valerie laughed as she hit his now equally swollen left nut with an additional blow.
Dan's vision went white and he tried to bring his knees to his chest as his stomach began to churn.
His mother took him over to the sink and let him wretch.
"Awhhh poor little man has taken quite the beating." Cooed his aunt in mock sympathy.
Both women exchanged a knowing wink and took him back to the table.
"W-wait, I thought that was it." Said Dan now horrified.
"Oh there's just a little bit more," Said Aubrey in a not-so convincing tone.
They put his very swollen plums on the table once more and then his aunt spoke up,
"Now you can either get another swat from me or your mom, only catch is I'll be using....this!"
Dan watched in horror as she brandished a small wooden bat.
"And I'll be using this!" Said Dan's mom with a flyswatter.
For a moment Dan was about to go with this new flyswatter but then his mother pressed a button and it began to crackle with electricity!
"T-the bat!" The terrified boy cried.
All to happy to oblige his aunt took the bat and cracked it down on the Dan's bruised boy-balls.
*CRACK!*
As the pain seeped over him, Dan's mind couldn't take it anymore and he blacked out completely.

****

When he woke up Dan realized he was being carried by both his mother and his aunt, each had a leg.
His hands had been bound behind his back.
"H-hey what's going on." Said Dan groggily, bits of the pain seeping through his dreary state.
"The last part of your punishment!" Spoke Valerie with a grin.
"Did I ever tell you my sister and I were gymnasts when we were young Dan?"
"N-no." He said nervously, unsure of were this was going.
When they came into the small barn out back was when Dan realized what they had meant by that.
There in the middle of the barn was a balance beam.
"S-so I'm going to have to balance on that?"
That's right Dan, that's all you have to do!"
Gingerly they lowered him onto the balance beam and stepped away anticipating his movement.
"Come on young man! We don't have all day." Scolded Aubrey.
Dan didn't have a gymnasts balance but he moved forward at a snail's pace.
Inching forward by shuffling his feet at an incredibly slow pace.
Everytime he shuffled forward by pushing his hips forward his nuts would painfully slap against his thigh causing him to wince.
Both the older women were laughing and very much enjoying the young boy's struggle!
Dan's hopes skyrocketed when he realized he was actually doing it!
He couldn't have been more than two shuffles away from being able to dismount.
"Oops." Laughed Valerie in a cold tone as she pushed the balance beam with her foot hard.
Dan's world came crashing down as he realized his footing was gone.
He floated in the air for what seemed like forever to him and then all his weight fell hard onto the bar.
The beam split the boys legs and a gut wrenching,
*SPLURT!*
Was heard!
Pain radiated from his groin but particularly Dan's right ball brought new pains that were so mind-numbingly intense that it made him convulse.
With a shudder the boy faded from consciousness once more with the only thing he could hear being the two girls laughing hysterically.

****

Dan woke up again to his mother's face a couple inches from his own,
"Listen to me young man, we are going to get you treatment now but if you say a word about this punishment to anyone, mommy and auntie will crush your other ball too." She emphasized her point with a squeeze to his left ball.
"You just fell on a tree branch okay sweetie?"
Was the last thing the boy heard before he blacked out for the third time that day.

****
At the hospital the two women tried their best to act devastated when the doctor broke them the news that the boys right testicle had completely ruptured and couldn't be saved. When asked how this happened Aubrey said that she had seen her son climbing a tree and then heard a scream and a crash.
The doctor gave them his condolences and then left to attend to the boy once more.
Dan never told anyone what truly happened. His mother and sister got off Scott-free and in the end he became a model student!

A Mom Takes Control!

 

Laura was catching up with all her cousins at the family holiday. She hadn't seen a couple of them in years but when they were younger all of them were inseparable.
They were laughing about old times and memories that most had forgotten when the fun mood was suddenly cut short.
Off in the distance of the yard, owned by Laura's uncle, she saw the vague shape of her son, Ben, had pushed over a girl and flung mud onto her!
Laura stood up and went over to scold her son.
The girl's mother was understandably angry at Ben. Laura promised she would punish the boy thoroughly.

It wasn't the first time that day that Ben had acted out and members of her family were starting to stare at her.
The type of stare that said
You can't control your own kid.
And
You're a bad parent.
Barely able to control her anger while in public she grabbed Ben and excused herself and her son and left the party early.

***

The car ride was awkward for Ben. He knew what he did was wrong but he didn't feel like his mom's reactions were very fair and she had been very rough with him when she grabbed him.
The ten year old was shocked when the got home how harshly his mom yanked him into her room.
Laura wasn't a particularly big woman, barely 5'5 but she was still quite a bit bigger than her son. She had a pale complexion and long dark raven hair and a heavy set chest.
She had all the features of a classical beauty.
Her son had much of her looks, especially his shaggy black hair and blue eyes.
She pulled off her son's shirt and then yanked down his pants and underwear all in one pull.
"M-mom!" the boy started to complain.
"No complaining Benjamin! You were horribly behaved in front of everyone today!"
She grabbed him and bent him over her knee, his bare ass up in the air.
"I can't believe you would act that way, do you know how bad that reflects on me?"
"W-whatever!" Said the boy.
And with that answer the boy earned himself a swat on the ass!
It stung a little bit but Ben was determined to act the tough guy.
A few more increasingly made his rear turn a bright red but he refused to give into him mothers punishment.
Laura was completely exasperated and was near to tears and in frustration her mind went into a semi-haze.
Her body acted out without her knowing about it, in her desperation to get her son to submit to the pain of the punishment her hand slapped were she knew all boys were sensitive!
*THWAP!*
Like a whip crack her hand smacked into her son's sensitive little boy nads!
And for the first time that day, Laura heard her son squeal out in pain!
His voice strained hard and went up a single octave as wave pain flooded into his groin!
She curled feel him try and curl up against her but her leg prevented him from doing so.
Suddenly the mother felt a new rush of confidence, "Well young man you ought to straighten out if you don't want your ballies slapped!"
Laura could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth but they just seemed to flow out of her.
*SNAP!*
Again a sharp hit to the Ben's balls caused them to jiggle up and down and the boy to howl out in pain.
Laura was beginning to enjoy watching her son's nuts bounce around in pain.
Of course she knew how bad boys testes would hurt them if they got hit but she had never considered using it for discipline.
But now she didn't know why she didn't think of it sooner!
"Are you sorry now Benjamin?"
"N-no!" He mewled
His mother shrugged her shoulders a moment and then smacked his dangling little plums hard again!
*THWACK!*
This time the boy's voice got even higher and his legs kicked about in some desperate attempt to soothe the pain!
"Now young man, your balls are going to get smacked around until you apologize!"
The boy was huffing and puffing, with each second that passed the swelling in his nethers only seemed to get more painful!
Laura couldn't believe just how much she was starting to enjoy getting her son to behave all by using his poor little jewels!
*THWAM!*
Another ear-splitting slap echoed through the room as once again Laura's open hand slammed into her son's delicate orbs!
Ben was coughing from the pain now, tears stinging at his eyes.
She stood the boy up and he was wobbly on his feet,
"Benjamin are you ready to apologize? This won't go away until I hear you apologize and mean it."
"I-it's not fair," Said Ben through sniffles.
"Now Ben I don't want any crying! You know what you did. Besides I am the head of this house, what I do with the balls that live under my roof is my prerogative!"
The boy didn't respond her except with more sniffles and to shake his head.
That was all Laura needed for an answer.
She stood up and looked down at him for a second.
The boy looked up confused at his mom for a moment.
*SNAP!*
Laura's shin came up and connected with her son's completely vulnerable and unprotected pearls!
"Aughhhhhhhh" Came the groan from the small boy as he fell onto his back, clutching at his groin.
The pain flared up and radiated around and down into his legs and up into his stomach.
She knew she should have felt bad looking down at her son rolling on the ground in testicular agony but instead Laura only felt power.
The mom went to inspect her son now on the ground and one of his legs flew up and smacked against her crotch.
The boy let out a cry of surprise when instead of a pained groan his mother just laughed at him.
"Sorry Benny but mommy doesn't have those sensitive balls like you. Mommy's a girl."
Laura slipped off her panties from under her cool summer dress flashed her slit to her son.
"See? Smooth!" She giggled and then looked at Ben sternly. "Stand."
The boy shakily got to his feet now trying to avoid anymore sort of punishment.
"Are you sorry?"
"Y-yes mommy I'm sorry." Said Benjamin looking down at the floor sheepishly.
"Good boy."
Just when the boy thought he was off the hook his mother seized his half-scrambled eggs in one hand and looked him in the eye.
"Now who is in charge around here?"
As Laura said this she couldn't help but slip her other hand under her dress and tease her soaked vag.
"Y-you mommy."
"And who has the vulnerable little boy bits?"
"M-me."
The mom couldn't help but make tracing circles around her clit, the pleasure

building in between her thighs.
"And who owns these little boy balls?" Said Laura, rolling his aching nads around in her grip.
"M-me?"
"Wrong." Said Laura in cold tone.
She started to squeeze the boys orbs and they squirmed around in her grip!
Ben's legs started to shake and he hopped up and down trying to free his jewels.
All the while a slight wet slapping sound could be heard as Laura's finger pumped in and out of her
"O-okay! You own my balls!"
"What was that?" Said Laura moving her ear towards him, "I want to hear it again."
Her pressure increased just a bit more but Ben thought he would faint as it felt like his nuts were in a vice!
"MOMMY OWNS MY BALLS!" Shrieked the boy as the pain began to crescendo.
As the boy's voice reached new octaves the warmth of ecstasy flooded over Laura as her mind was wracked with the pleasure of a full body orgasm.
"Good." She half growled, teeth still clenched from the leg-shaking orgasm she just had.
With that she released her grip and let her son's nads breathe.
The boy practically collapsed and flinched as his mother's hand reached out for him again. He couldn't handle anymore pain to his testes, they were already swollen and a light purple and now hung almost halfway down his thighs!
Instead all she did was give his little weenie a playful tug,
"Come on, you're going to your room and going to think about what you did and about what happened today. And I don't want any more lip from you for the rest of the week!"

***

The following year everyone in the family couldn't believe how well behaved Benjamin had become! He was a model kid! Though some did say it was kind of funny how sometimes when they saw him he would walk a little funny or talk in a high voice!

Rowdy In A Tavern

 

The night was a still one, crisp autumn air blew in every so often with the opening of the front door.
The Unbridled Mare Inn was by no means buzzing with patrons but a few souls stayed up into the late hours of the night.
The place was all together not very well illuminated, the gentle fire in the hearth cast creeping shadows across the room.
Most figures kept their hoods up and nursed on their drinks.
Working the bar was a dwarven woman, who needed the assistance of a stool just to see above counter.
She had fiery-red mane that laid frizzly around her face.
On her round face was many freckles and a pair of large sky-blue eyes that shone bright as gemstones.
But the thing most people noticed about the server, whose name was Tíra, was her ample figure.
She had all the curves commonplace among dwarven women and then some.
Her wide hips created a natural sway in her walk and her heavy bosom bounced with every movement.
Until that night it had never been a problem, patrons had kept their hands to themselves and then been on their way.
And then one customer strode in.
A mountain of a creature, needing to duck under the frame of the front entrance.
His skin was a deep grey, and his eyes were pupiless and unnerving pale.
Despite the chill of the time and season he wore little save a loincloth and was bald save for a pony-tail of black hair.
When he finally lumbered his way over the bar, Tíra realized the man towered almost three feet taller than her.
A goliath.
She had heard of his kind before, but never actually seen one, supposedly they were mountain dwelling people not unlike her own.
All the eyes of the bar were transfixed on the pillar of a man.
At first Tíra thought the goliath might not realize the attention he was bringing to himself and then suddenly he turned to face the rest of the patrons.
When he spoke his voice was a deep rich baritone that sounded like the movement of stones,
"Anyone have something they need to say to me?" He had effortless authority to his tone.
It seems he was regarded for a moment before every other member resumed their solemn drinking.
This brought a smug chuckle from the goliath as he turned back around to face Tíra.
"Serving-wench, I have need for a drink and make it strong."
Tíra couldn't help but raise a brow at being called "wench" but buried the feelings at the moment and gave the patron a curt nod.
When she returned she gave the giant a mug she needed both hands to carry yet the man across could cover the thing with all of his fingers of just one hand.
The content inside was a dark, brown, dwarf whiskey.
Dragon's Smog, as it was known to her people.
"You might want to go sl-"
"I'm sure I'll be fine small one," Interjected the goliath as he helped himself to steep pulls of the mug.
As he was in his cup she shot him a rage-filled glare at the comment towards her height.
The grey-skinned giant helped himself to two mugs of the stout whiskey, more than enough to put eight grown men on the floor.
Slowly he began to sway in his seat and become louder than before.
His boisterous behavior was enough to send almost every other patron towards their rooms for the quiet they so desired.
Tíra was gathering plates and mugs from empty tables when the incident occurred.
She was walked back towards the bar and at the same time the goliath leaned down in his chair and with his hand swatted at the dwarf's sizable rear.
The force from the swat and the shock at what happened nearly made the red-head trip over her own feet and go sprawling to the floor.
Luckily the sure-footedness of her race let her find her balance.
Instantly she turned around to confront the goliath and found him smilingly stupidly down at her.
When he leaned down she could smell the heavy stink of alcohol on his breath,
"Say rooms are rather expensive here, why don't we share?" As he said it the giant's eyes were looking Tíra up and down hungrily.
The dwarf almost rebuked him then and there but caught herself whens he realized that she could get more satisfaction in bringing this huge man down a peg.
She leaned in to whisper in his ear,
"Oh but I know a place that could be even more fun. Just wait until I finish my shift and I'll show you were we keep the drink!" With that she gave him a wink and went back to work.
The goliath was eager to agree but was not a particularly patient creature.
He passed the time with strong drink, slowly getting hazier and hazier.
Finally Tíra could close for the night and send the rest of the stragglers to bed.
With every other patron out of the way, the dwarf beckoned the goliath towards the backrooms of the establishment.
As he approached her, stumbling slightly she smiled and asked him,
"So what's your name big guy?"
"M-my people call me Rongoro."
"Ooooh strong name for a strong man" She purred, it wasn't the first time she had tricked a guy with sultry tones, "Here we are, down here."
Rongoro looked skeptical for a moment as the dwarf opened up the trap door that led into the cellar.
But another look at the dwarves bouncing breasts was enough to send him down the descending stairs.
Behind him Tíra closed them both in, the grin on her face impossible to see in the dim light.
Down in the cellar the only light came from spaced out lanterns which burned low.
About them was strewn crates and barrels full of various shipments, paths that led deeper into the cellar, and one large support pillar in the middle of the room.
The dwarf made her way over to the pillar and teasingly began to undress.
Rongoro's eye widened as for the first time the dwarf's absolutely voluptuous breasts were on display.
Large but firm with wide pink areola and her skin turn red with blush around the nipple.
Tíra again chuckled to herself as she laid her shirt on the floor and gently began kneading her breasts.
Her plan was working and she could tell by the obvious tenting in the goliath's loincloth.
She beckoned him towards her and he obeyed, getting close enough to touch her.
Playfully she swatted away the goliaths large hands and took a rope from behind the crate.
"No touching," She said with a wink, "Not yet."
The goliath was practically salivating over her at this point.
"P-please just let me-."
"No." interjected the dwarf, "Not yet."
With some effort she took the goliath's arms and began restraining them with the rope.
Rongoro had another moment of doubt, "Why are you tying me down?"
"To make it more fun dear, if you can last two minutes without touching me, I'll let you do whatever you'd like with me," She spread her arms to emphasize her point, "Plus I would imagine someone of your size and strength could break these bindings if you really wished."
Rongoro's ego began to swell at that and he relaxed, "I'll play your game dwarf but I'll win and then you'll be sore."
"I'm excited." Countered Tíra with a smug grin and a wink.
All the acting was starting to grate on her nerves but she knew she was close to completing her trap
Finally she felt him good and tied up she went up to him and stripped him of his loincloth.
Out sprung possibly the largest member she had seen.

It was longer than her arm and the instead of pointing skyward like many members she had seen it instead pointed straight out.
It bobbed up and down seeking any sort of attention.
"My....You are quite the stallion." With that the dwarf traced her tongue along the tip of the member and down it's shaft.
Even the light caress caused the goliath's legs to shake
Mischievously she nursed on the glans of his cock but refused to take him in any further.
She could tell Rongoro was beginning to become impatient, the tension in his loins building.
Then she took as much as she could of him into her mouth.
Not even half but it was enough to make the goliath groan loudly in pleasure.
The dwarf kept using her tongue rubbing and slurping on every part of the goliath's unreasonably large dick.
She mushed the burning hot rod between her massive tits and massaged it gently even as she continued to lick and slurp.
When the giant's hips began to buck, she knew he couldn't hold on any longer.
At the moment of climax the dwarf gave the goliath's meaty nuts a well placed uppercut!
*THWACK*
The goliath let out an agonized groan as his balls erupted with pain and his dick erupted with his seed.
The sticky hot fluid splattered all over Tíra's breasts and pants.
"Aghhhhhh fuck what did you do that for?" Shouted Rongoro still in sweltering pain.
"That was for the ass slap earlier. It seems to me like you need to be taught a lesson about keeping your hands to yourself."
"Y-you wanted it." Said the goliath still bent forward from the pain.
"What a pathetic excuse." Growled Tíra before she slammed another fist into the giant's nuts.
Rongoro's massive body convulsed from the pain that radiated all over his body and he even had tears starting to form in his eyes.
The giant-kin had enough and strained hard against the bindings with a mighty roar!He regained some of his composure and even managed a smug grin as his muscles strained hard against the chords that bound him.Then something happened that Rongoro had not experienced before.Dread set in as the goliath realized his strength was not great enough to break the dwarf's bindings!
"Oh what's the matter giant?" Said Tíra slyly, now returning the goliath's smug grin, "Can't seem to break free can you? We dwarves are an inventive folk, we've got plenty of ways to tie a knot that reinforces a ropes strength. Not even a ogre could break those binds let alone you."
"Release me at once!" Bellowed the towering male, a hint of pleading creeping into his voice.
"Let me think on it." Said the dwarf innocently, pausing for a moment to pretend as if she was pondering the situation.
"No."
*WHAM*
The edge of her fist slammed against the bull sized balls causing them to flop backward and hit the wooden beam behind them. In an agonizing cycle Rongoro's testes bounced off the beam and right back into the incensed dwarf's fist.
It went on this way for some time as Tíra laughed almost to hysterics as the giant's nuts were treated as a speedbag!
The low guttural growls of the mighty male were eventually reduced to agonized squeals with every hit to his bruised plums.
Tíra took a moment to rest looking at the swelling of the giant's orbs and admiring her work.
Then she once again chuckled as she noticed Rongoro's once long member had shriveled from the battering he had received.
Rongoro was slumped against his bindings, the strength thoroughly drained from him.
His whole body heaved with each breath and his legs could hardly even keep himself upright.
When the giant-kin regained the smallest amount of his composure he realized that the dwarf had left.
His head scanned the room to be sure she had left before he let out a howl of frustration.
"Calm down already."
The voice took Rongoro by surprise, she had gone behind him.
"Here, you're free to go." Tíra said and with a simple tug of the ropes at the right spot the whole thing went slack and fell about the large mans feet.
He looked confused at the sadistic female, looking up towards the stairs and then back at her.
"No tricks." Admitted the dwarf, holding both her hands out in a gesture of good faith, "Just walk away with your lesson learned."
Rongoro knew she was telling the truth, that he could just leave now and she wouldn't chase after him or go to the authorities. Yet something her tone...her eyes made a rage burn in his heart. She had a look of satisfaction on her face, she thought she had bested him. The goliath could not let this stand.
"You shouldn't have untied me puny girl." Hissed Rongoro as he charged towards the dwarf.
Tíra rolled her eyes, she had given the idiotic male an out.
As the goliath charged her arms out, the dwarf waited until the exact moment and slid beneath him!While sliding on the ground below she kicked her whole body upward.With an extension of her leg, her whole body weight was shot straight up into a well placed jewel-kick!
*CRUNCH!*
Tíra's hard leather boots smashed into the goliath's already heavy-laden pearls!
The goliath's knees crossed and his eyes bulged wide as his scrotum was put through even more trauma.
With a trailing squeak the goliath collapsed to his knees and clutched his manhood.
Tíra got up to face her opponent and smirked at his pitiful state.
"It really is pathetic, you're twice my size male and yet you can't even get near me without getting your nuts cracked."
Rongoro turned around and stared at her with blind hatred.
He stood up and bull rushed her once more.
The dwarf dove for the giants feet, causing him to stumble as she slammed into his lower half.
Down came the giant, slamming painfully on his back.
His head was spinning but when he came to he saw the dwarf with her foot hovering over the goliath's aching and horribly swollen balls.
"W-wait." He sputtered, barely able to find his own voice.
For the first time Tíra saw real fear in the giant's odd pupiless eyes.
"You had your chance you dumb brute."
*CRRRRUNCH!*
He foot slammed into the goliath's right nut and it's shape shifted about, the pressure underneath the red-head's foot was extreme!
Rongoro started to heave from the pain, his stomach lurched inside him at the moment of impact."Where's all your bravado now? Your nuts look like they can't handle much more..." As the dwarf's voice trailed off she traced a finger along the bruised ballbag.
The shock of pain sent a shiver of pain through the whole of the goliath's giant body drool began to trickle from his open mouth.
"Poor things...the shape is starting to go....will you be a man much longer?"
*SQUIRK!*
Her boot came down on the manhandled testicle once more.
The nutmeat trembled inside the sack, it desperately tried to move away from the weight of dwarf but found itself unable and in the next instant the ball exploded into mash!
*SPLUUURT!*
The goliath's voice broke as he felt half his masculinity get pulped!
All Rongoro could do was lay on his back and fade in and out of consciousness as the worst pain of his life flooded his lower body.
Waves of spams would grip his body as the pain made it feel like there was a never ending pit of acid in his stomach.
With a sadistic grin the dwarf took her assaulter's remaining thick nut in both her hands.
She held the nut aloft with one hand of each side of the massive male orb.
Using her palms she began to squeeze down hard trying to make her hands meet in the middle!
As the vice like pressure clamped down hard on Rongoro's remaining bit of masculinity he began to shout and thrash around.
The only thing that kept him from wrenching himself to hard was the fact that it felt like his nut would be ripped off in the motion!
"WAIT! MERCY!" He cried, "I-I WAS WRONG!"
Tíra stopped her ferocious crush for a moment and looked at Rongoro for a moment.
"Mmmmm perhaps I should......" The dwarf looked at the ground sheepishly, suddenly contemplating the permanency of her actions.
"Y-yes, please.....I haven't done so much to deserve this!"
The red-head really did stop and think about it for a moment....but then the dwarf remembered the embarrassment of his earlier ass-smack and made up her mind!
"Nah. I think you do!"
Her crush resumed at twice the pressure from before!
Rongoro's stomach churned as he could feel his tender flesh-nugget begin to lose it's shape.
The ball stretched as much as it could before finally with a sickening
*POP*
The nut's contents burst out of it's top and bottom, spewing out until the flesh was completely flat!
Rongoro's whole body jerked in defiance of being fully castrated but eventually his mind couldn't handle the white-hot agony that flooded his body and he passed into unconsciousness.
Hurriedly Tíra frizzled her hair a bit and went back up the stairs.
Holding her shirt to her chest to grant her some modesty she scanned around the bar to make sure the coast was clear.
With that the dwarf hurried her way towards the guard's barracks.
She grinned with grim satisfaction as she knew that the law enforcement would swiftly dispose of her "attacker".