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She planted her knee on your balls again and put her weight down. She waited for you to scream, then she pressed her humongous tits to your face, cutting off your air when you already had none in your lungs.

She kept furiously stroking your dick until you couldn’t take it anymore, and you blasted your cum up onto her hand. And now you were fucked. They told you not to cum, and you disobeyed.

"I told you to stand up straight," she said sternly as you crumpled to the floor. You quickly stood up to avoid getting kicked again, but there was a problem.

See, your balls were tied up individually, and each one had a thin rope running down and tied to your foot. The rope was just short enough that standing up straight pulled very hard on your nuts. Walking yanked on each of them in turn, one at a time with each step.

But she wanted to go shopping at the mall, and she wanted you to come with her. You forced yourself to lock your knees, your face going pale and your hands shaking as your nuts exploded in pain.

One foot steps to the side, then the other knee drives straight up into your balls.

“Do you still like it?”

Her knee slams into your nuts again. You desperately want to close your legs, but the ropes prevent it.

“I think maybe a few more for looking at my body.”