Chapter 18: Ali Resort 7
Ali 7 (Bitch Boot Camp)
Page 1
Look at you … so broken and pathetic, and you have no idea how much worse things are going to get.
You know how they call it “gooning” when you edge for a crazy long time? This will be kind of like that, except for ball pain.
I’m going to enjoy breaking you.
Page 2
I had fun earlier. I really liked making you bust your balls for me.
Hearing your cries, seeing your face contort in pain … it’s my favorite.
This time, though, we’re going to do something a little different for your bitchification.
Tonight, you’re going to decide how badly you hurt yourself.
This is going to be so much fun!
Page 3
Stand nice and tall for me. If you’re still crumpled up on the ground from earlier, now would be a good time to pick yourself up.
Legs together, nutsack resting in front of your thighs. Use your weak hand to hold that cock out of the way!
Grab the baton.
Page 4
Each round, I’ll give you an intensity, and then you’ll hit yourself at that intensity however many times you want.
When you’re done, I’ll tell you if you did enough.
And if you didn’t, you have to try again.
If you’re confused, don’t worry. You’ll get the hang of it.
Just do as many smacks as you think I deserve and you’ll be fine.
Page 5
Let’s start you off at intensity … [5]. Intensity [5] sounds fun.
Do as many smacks with the baton at intensity [5] as you like.
How many did you do? Remember, you can only count the ones that were hard enough!
[Goal is 15]
If enough – move to page 7
If not enough
Seriously? That’s it? No, of course that wasn’t enough.
Try again.
Please TELL me you weren’t as embarrassing this time.
[input]
If enough – move to page 7
If not enough – move to page 6
Page 6
You’ll never make it as my bitch if that’s all you want to do.
Remember to embrace the pain and go again. NOW!
Hopefully you put in a better performance this time?
[Goal is 15]
If enough – page 7
If not
What a poor little boy you are … after everything you’ve been through, you STILL can’t take a little pain down there?
Pathetic. Simply pathetic. Try again.
Tell me you weren’t a gigantic coward yet another time?
If enough – move to page 7
If not enough – move to page 6
Page 7
You did it! You passed, congratulations.
Wasn’t that fun? I just love playing games with your testicles. It’s so fun making you hurt yourself for me.
Let’s go again. I’ve got a new number picked out. Let’s try … intensity [4] this time.
Go on, hit yourself at intensity [4] as many times as you like!
How many did you manage?
[Goal is 50]
If enough – page 9
If not
No, sorry! That won’t do. You’ll have to do more.
Go on, try again. Do as many hits at intensity [4] as you like.
How many did you try this time?
If enough – page 9
If not – page 8
Page 8
Nope! Still no good. You should know me well enough by now to know I want a LOT more than that.
Try again!
Well? How’d you do?
Wow … you must be really tender and sore if that’s all you could manage.
Too bad I don’t give a shit. That was not enough. Again!
TELL me you did better this time?
Page 9
Fine, I’ll admit it. You did enough. I knew I should’ve picked a higher number.
Let’s go again. Let’s do intensity [5] again, but this time, I’m not going to take it so easy on you.
Do as many hits at intensity [5] as you want.
How many did you do?
If enough – page 11
If not
Tsk tsk … that wasn’t enough. Not even close.
Try again! And remember, you can only count the hits that make you gasp in pain.
I hope, for your sake, that you did better this time.
Page 10
You don’t really want to be my bitch, do you? You CLEARLY can’t stand a little ball pain.
You’re lucky I’m giving you another chance after a performance like that, but, go on. Try again.
Please say you didn’t disappoint me again.
Seriously? You still aren’t getting it? You’re more helpless than I thought.
I’d call you a bitch for this, but … you’re not going to be my bitch anytime soon if you keep this up. You better do better. A lot better. And fast.
Tell me that you improved?
Page 11
I’ll be honest. That was enough. Just barely, but enough.
Let’s do a fun little twist this time. This round, you’re going to do intensity [3], then intensity [4], then intensity [5].
You have to pass all three intensities, but I’ll only tell you whether you passed at the end.
Don’t be so nervous, this is going to be fun!
Let’s start with intensity [3].
Look at me and say how many you did.
Page 12
I see … well. You’ll just have to wait to find out if that was enough.
It’s time for intensity [4]. Go on, now!
Go ahead. Let’s hear how well you did.
Interesting … was that enough? Or was it not? That’s for me to know, and you to find out.
But first, intensity [5]. Right now. Do as many smacks with that baton as you like.
How many did you do? Choose your answer carefully.
If enough – page 15
If not – page 13
Page 13 – if not enough
Oof, that’s tough for you. You did NOT pass all three. You’ll just have to try again, from the beginning.
And no, I won’t tell you which round(s) you failed. You’ll just have to try harder on all of them!
Starting with intensity [3]. I’d do better, if I were you!
How’d you do this time? Tell me it was better?
Page 14
You know the drill. Now it’s time for intensity [4].
Go on, smack yourself in the testicles for me.
I’m waiting. What was your score?
Buckle up, butternuts. Intensity [5] time!
I wouldn’t wimp out, if I were you. That would mean you have to start all over again!
How bad was it?
If enough – page 15
If not – page 13
Page 15
You made it! High-five, you passed all three levels!
God, that was fun. Let’s do another twist.
This time, you’re not going to be hitting your testicles at all. No. This time, you’ll be flattening them.
Grab the rope and tie them up nice and tight. Find a hard surface, and say the magic words when you’re in position!
I’ve got a time in mind. You can flatten them however long you like, but if you don’t go enough, you’ll have to go again!
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 16
That’s it, my aspiring little bitch. Crush yourself under your entire weight.
You can tap out whenever you like, but I wouldn’t push that button too quickly if I were you!
If you don’t last long enough, you’re just going to have to do it again anyway.
Isn’t this so FUN? It’s like I told you at the beginning: this time, you choose how badly you get destroyed.
That’s not very common at this resort. Getting a choice, as a man.
But I’m giving you one: the more you try to run from the pain, the worse it gets for you.
Page 17
I wonder how long you’ll last? Will you tap out early and hope I took pity on you?
Or will you last a really, REALLY long time because you know just how brutal I am?
You know me. I hope you go as long as you possibly can, and then that’s STILL not long enough.
And I hope that when you try again, you give it your all. You give everything you’ve got to go even longer. And that isn’t enough either.
I hope this little game leaves you completely and totally wrecked. So there’s nothing but mush between your legs.
That’ll make it much, much more fun when we keep going at the Sadistic Springs tomorrow.
Page 18 – if fail
Aww, the poor little baby had to tap out that quickly? That wasn’t long enough. Not even close.
Say the magic words when you’re ready to try again!
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 19
Go, go, go! Use all your weight to flatten whatever’s left of your manhood!
That’s it. Feel it hurt. Feel all those aching, overworked nerve endings scream out a constant reminder of your inferiority.
Don’t try to fight it. You can’t. I, as a woman, am superior to you. No matter how you feel about it. No matter what you do.
I don’t have stupid, pathetic little testicles dangling outside my body, so vulnerable and exposed.
They’re like two pain thermostats that let me turn up your suffering however, and whenever, I like.
And the fact that you have them and I don’t means that you will never, ever be able to make me feel what you’re feeling now.
Page 20
I wonder how long you’ll last? Will you tap out early and hope I took pity on you?
Or will you last a really, REALLY long time because you know just how brutal I am?
You know me. I hope you go as long as you possibly can, and then that’s STILL not long enough.
And I hope that when you try again, you give it your all. You give everything you’ve got to go even longer. And that isn’t enough either.
I hope this little game leaves you completely and totally wrecked. So there’s nothing but mush between your legs.
That’ll make it much, much more fun when we keep going at the Sadistic Springs tomorrow.
Page 21
You did it! You made it, that was long enough.
You can get up and untie your nuts. But pick the baton back up.
We’re going to play another round. You know, a normal round. With no twists.
At intensity [6].
Page 22
That’s right. You heard me. Intensity [6]. Punishing blows.
Go on, whenever you’re ready. Do however many you think I want.
You better man up. For your sake.
Well? How many times did you knock your weak and pathetic balls into the next dimension?
[Goal is 4]
If pass – 25
If fail - 23
Page 23
Terrible. Just terrible. I mean, even with a nice look at my tits, that’s still all you could manage?
Try again. I thought I was being nice; I didn’t realize just how pathetic you were.
Hopefully you put in a better performance this time?
If pass – 25
If fail - 24
Page 24
Seriously? Still? It’s like you don’t even want to be my bitch.
Just focus on my chest and give it another go. Do as many as you think this view is worth.
You should already know what I’m going to think of it. Say your score anyway.
If pass – 25
If fail - 23
Page 25
Good boy. You’ve earned a better look. Enjoy it, and try to pick up whatever’s left of your manhood.
Let’s go again. This time, you’ll be smacking yourself to a beat at intensity [4].
Say the magic words when you’re ready to begin!
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 26
That’s it, you little bitch-in-training. Smack your nuts like a drum at intensity [4]. Remember to make sure every hit is hard enough!
I’m sure this feels really, really good after all those punishing blows you just did.
Don’t worry, I set the bar for this round real high so you can fully enjoy it.
Can you feel it in your stomach? That overwhelming, nauseating reminder of just how weak and pathetic you are?
I know you love it. You love hurting for me. Suffering for me. Worshiping me. This boot camp is your chance to prove it.
You don’t have to pretend you have steel nuts. I know you don’t. To pass this bootcamp, you just have to love the pain.
Page 27
Relax; it’s just ballbusting. Don’t act like you haven’t had your balls busted before.
You’ve come crawling back to me enough times, serving your manhood to me on a silver platter for my enjoyment. I know you have.
You should know how to take a little attention down there. You’ve been staying at this resort for ages.
Just focus on my body and take it. Feel the sensations. Let all that horrible, agonizing pain flow through your veins.
Groan. Cry. Scream, if you have to. Just keep taking it. because I’m worth it.
I’m not training you to be just any bitch. I’m training you to be MY bitch. And being my bitch hurts. Really, really badly.
Page 28 – if fail
Aww, tapping out so soon? Was that all the poor little baby could take?
You and I both know that wasn’t long enough. Not even close.
Which means you have to take a deep breath and go again. Right now. Don’t waste any time trying to recover.
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 29
I’d step my game up real soon, if I were you. It’s the only hope you have of getting out of this camp with both of them intact.
Trying to “play it safe” and tap out early just means you’ll have to go again and again, until there’s nothing left down there.
I told you that tonight, you would decide how badly you hurt yourself, and I meant it.
But it’s me. You should’ve known I was going to dole out some excruciating abuse no matter what.
Which means the only choice you get to make is whether your testicles get tortured or castrated.
I’ll laugh at you either way, of course. But you can’t become my bitch unless I can hurt your balls whenever and wherever I like.
Page 30
Relax; it’s just ballbusting. Don’t act like you haven’t had your balls busted before.
You’ve come crawling back to me enough times, serving your manhood to me on a silver platter for my enjoyment. I know you have.
You should know how to take a little attention down there. You’ve been staying at this resort for ages.
Just focus on my body and take it. Feel the sensations. Let all that horrible, agonizing pain flow through your veins.
Groan. Cry. Scream, if you have to. Just keep taking it. because I’m worth it.
I’m not training you to be just any bitch. I’m training you to be MY bitch. And being my bitch hurts. Really, really badly.
Page 31
There’s a good boy. That was long enough.
Don’t spend too long enjoying those aftereffects, though. It’s time for the next round.
You’re doing intensity [5] this time. This is going to be fun!
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 32 – 60 bpm
Intensity [5]. Every hit should make you gasp in pain. And you BETTER be hitting hard enough.
What’s the matter, baby? Is it unbearable? Do you want to cry?
Good. It’s supposed to be. I don’t want you to feel better; I want you to feel worse.
And if you’re ever going to make it as my bitch, you’re going to do every single thing I say.
For all that pain you experience along the way … you’re welcome.
And you’re welcome for showing you your rightful place in the world: on the ground, writhing in pain for me.
Page 33 – 60 bpm
Smack, smack, smack … just keep obliterating yourself for me. For as long as you can!
Don’t even worry about trying to pass this round. Just throw your head back and fucking annihilate yourself.
How often do you get the chance to hurt yourself for a girl like me? Enjoy it while you can.
Enjoy the pain. Enjoy the view. Enjoy knowing that I will forever and always be superior to you.
I know you must be suffering pretty badly. But persevere anyway. Keep smacking away.
Through every yelp. And every wave of agony. Don’t stop.
Page 34 – if fail
That hurt pretty bad, huh? It must have; that’s the only reason you would tap out so quickly, like a little coward.
Pull whatever’s left of yourself back together, Mr. wannabe-bitch. That wasn’t enough, which means you go again. Right now.
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 35 – 60 bpm
Remember – it’s intensity [5]. Every smack better be hard enough!
You need to dig deep. That first try wasn’t even close. You’ll need to go WAY longer than that if you want to have any chance.
It’s like I told you before. I am a brutal bitch. In fact, I am the most brutal bitch at a resort filled with brutal bitches.
I am not here to let you get away with a couple of love taps.
I want to make you hurt worse than you’ve ever hurt before. And then I want to make you keep going.
Because I just love abusing men like you.
Page 36 – 60 bpm
Smack, smack, smack … just keep obliterating yourself for me. For as long as you can!
Don’t even worry about trying to pass this round. Just throw your head back and fucking annihilate yourself.
How often do you get the chance to hurt yourself for a girl like me? Enjoy it while you can.
Enjoy the pain. Enjoy the view. Enjoy knowing that I will forever and always be superior to you.
I know you must be suffering pretty badly. But persevere anyway. Keep smacking away.
Through every yelp. And every wave of agony. Don’t stop.
Page 37
Fine, fine. I’ll give you that one. You lasted long enough that time.
That just means you’re on to the next round. You’re going back to intensity [4], but I’m making the beat faster.
Say the magic words and we’ll begin!
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 38
That’s it, beat your balls like a drum at intensity [4]. No skipping any hits!
Moan for me. Whimper for me. I want to hear your pained cries.
It’s like you’re singing me a song. In soprano, of course. A broken boy ballad.
And those nasty convulsions are like the accompanying dance. The weakling’s waltz.
Being my bitch means being my own personal jester. One who entertains me by obliterating themselves whenever I say.
You are just a pair of testicles in my collection, after all.
Page 39
If you ever want to make it as my bitch, you need to truly embrace your inferiority. Deep down in your soul.
You exist to suffer for me.
You, as a man, are weak.
Your balls are mine to destroy.
You do not get mercy. You do not get relief.
It’s one thing to say it or act like you get it. Right here, right now, I need you to prove how much you love it. Keep going.
Page 40
That was it? Seriously? You’re done already?
No, that was not enough. Not even close.
Which means you need to try again from the beginning.
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 41
Feel that? All those exquisitely firm smacks to your tender little testes?
That is your life now. As a man, you are just a pair of balls for me to bust.
You are just two swollen, tender, aching lumps for me to abuse.
No mercy. No relief. Just pure, unrelenting agony. Whenever I want.
And as you might’ve realized by now – I always want to hurt you. I can’t get enough.
There is nothing I love more than beating your stupid little orbs to a mushy pulp and laughing while I do it.
Page 42
If you ever want to make it as my bitch, you need to truly embrace your inferiority. Deep down in your soul.
You exist to suffer for me.
You, as a man, are weak.
Your balls are mine to destroy.
You do not get mercy. You do not get relief.
It’s one thing to say it or act like you get it. Right here, right now, I need you to prove how much you love it. Keep going.
Page 43
You did it! You passed. There might not be anything left down there, but you made it through that round.
Go on, take a second to catch your breath. You only have one round left.
One round left before we go back to Sadistic Springs and continue your bitch boot camp, that is.
Page 44
You know I’m going to make this last round the worst one, right?
We’re ending with intensity [6]. I’m going to give you one minute to do as many punishing blows as you like.
I hope, for your sake, that you do enough! And remember, you can only count a hit if it feels like an atomic explosion in your ballsack.
Say the magic words when you’re ready to go nuclear!
[My balls belong to Ali]
Page 45
Go on, boy. Do as many punishing blows as you can manage. Destroy yourself for me.
Don’t hold back. Don’t take it easy. Just knock your nuts into orbit again and again.
Your balls belong to me. They might be attached to your body, but they are not yours. I own them, and I want you to annihilate them.
I know it hurts. I want it to hurt. I want you to be in horrifying, agonizing pain. More than you can handle.
If I were there with you, I wouldn’t stop until I made you puke and then black out. That’s how hard I want you to go right now.
Because that’s what it’s going to take to be my bitch. Total testicular devastation.
Page 46
Well, my budding bitch to be? How many did you do?
[if fail]
That’s it? Seriously? I gave you a full minute and that’s all you could manage?
I expected better from you. I thought you understood by now that my standards are higher than that.
You need to try again. And don’t dilly dally, either. After a pathetic display like that, you can’t be hurting that badly.
Page 47
Go on, boy. Do as many punishing blows as you can manage. Destroy yourself for me.
Don’t hold back. Don’t take it easy. Just knock your nuts into orbit again and again.
Your balls belong to me. They might be attached to your body, but they are not yours. I own them, and I want you to annihilate them.
I know it hurts. I want it to hurt. I want you to be in horrifying, agonizing pain. More than you can handle.
If I were there with you, I wouldn’t stop until I made you puke and then black out. That’s how hard I want you to go right now.
Because that’s what it’s going to take to be my bitch. Total testicular devastation.
Page 48
Nicely done, Mr. almost-bitch. That’s plenty.
Go on, take a moment to roll around on the floor, clutching between your legs. You’ve earned it.
Deep breaths; I’m sure they’re still attached. A different shape and color, maybe, but there’s still two marbles dangling between your legs.
Page 49
Now, no stroking, but you can have a few seconds to enjoy the view while you try to control that horrible ache in your stomach.
Imagine sliding your cock in here, all warm, wet, and tight. Imagine how good it would feel.
You’re a long way away from me letting you get off, but if keep giving me performances like today … I will let you orgasm. Eventually.
Page 50
Normally, this would be the part where I tell you that Jessica will be by at any moment.
That’s not happening. You’re stuck with me for two more whole days.
Don’t spend too long trying to recuperate. Bitch boot camp continues tomorrow, and it’ll be so much more fun if you’re still wrecked from today!