Chapter 22: Amber Cabin 1
Amber
Page 1
Welcome to Nut Crunch Cabin.
I’m told you need an attitude adjustment. I’m glad you chose me to give it to you. I’m Amber.
Page 2
Let’s start off with something simple.
Your only purpose at this cabin is to have your balls demolished. That’s it.
As a man, you do not get mercy. You do not get pleasure. You only get to annihilate yourself.
Page 3
I’ve got quite the concoction in store for you today. I can’t wait to break your … I mean, teach your balls a lesson.
Let’s get to it. Grab the sock weapon, then stand nice and tall for me. Keep your legs together, scrotum resting in front of your thighs.
We’ll start off easy so you get the hang of it.
20 swings at [3]
Don’t worry. It’ll get harder. A lot harder.
I’m going to enjoy this.
20 swings at [3]
Page 4
There’s just something cosmically satisfying about breaking sad and pathetic men like you.
The way your whole world gets rocked from a few gentle taps to the testicles. The way you whimper and scream after … it’s just the best.
I can’t wait to find out what kind of sounds come out of you.
20 swings at [3]
That wasn’t funny enough. Not yet.
Again.
20 swings at [3]
Meh, that was a little better, but … you can do better.
Don’t worry. You’ll be squealing properly soon enough.
20 swings at [3]
Page 5
That’s a little more like it. You’re getting closer to the sounds I like.
This ought to help.
10 swings at [4]
Oh yes, that was it! All those hard hits to your tender testes … you’re starting to learn your lesson.
This should help reinforce it.
10 swings at [4]
You have sooo much learning to do, ball bitch. You don’t even know.
10 swings at [4]
Page 6
By the time I’m through with you, you will understand that your balls do not belong to you. They only exist to be demolished.
I can’t give you nuts of steel. But I will teach you to accept your inferiority.
When I leave you broken, in a crumpled heap on the floor, you won’t have any other choice.
10 swings at [4]
On that note … there’s one more thing you should know, ball bitch. With me, there’s something you need to do every time I put you on the ground.
You’re going to thank me. Out loud. “Thank you, Amber, for breaking my balls.” That’s your new mantra.
It ought to remind you of your place in the world.
10 swings at [4]
Say it now, for practice. “Thank you, Amber, for breaking my balls.”
Say it with your chest!
10 swings at [4]
Page 7
I’ll have you turned into a proper bitch in no time. Men only get to stay at this resort if they’re good and obedient, so I’d learn your place quickly, if I were you.
The sooner you can accept that we’re going to spend every second possible annihilating your manhood, the better.
3 swings at [5]
You are not entitled to mercy. You are not entitled to pleasure.
As a man, the only thing you are entitled to at this resort is having your balls destroyed.
3 swings at [5]
It should be an easy lesson for you to remember. That throbbing ache in your midsection should serve as a constant reminder.
When you stay at this resort, your balls do not belong to you. They belong to us. And we will hurt them very, very badly.
5 swings at [5]
Page 8
It’s no use fighting it. If you try to resist even one tiny bit, most girls here will make things infinitely worse for you. You’re better off just accepting it.
If you’re a good little boy and obey our every last command, you get to admire our beautiful, naked bodies.
I wouldn’t know from any first-hand experience, of course, but I’m told it helps with the pain. A little.
3 swings at [5]
Remember, if all these hits at [5] are enough to floor you, you have to thank me. Out loud. “Thank you, Amber, for breaking my balls.”
I hope you have to thank me a bunch during this next part!
5 swings at [5]
All those hard hits to your tender testicles … that ought to help you learn your lesson.
Let’s do a few more, just to be safe.
5 swings at [5]
Page 9
Those little love taps have been fun, but it’s time to drop a nuclear bomb on your midsection.
I want a punishing blow. One swing, as hard as you can possibly muster. As hard as you think I’d hit you.
I want you to knock your nuts into next week. If this doesn’t leave you in a crumpled heap on the floor, it doesn’t count.
1 swing at [6]
[Thank you, Amber, for breaking my balls]
Page 10
That felt nice, didn’t it? It looked like you really enjoyed it.
Ordinarily, in a warm-up like this, I’d think that one punishing blow was enough to make your nuts nice and tender, ready for whatever’s next.
You, though … you were sent here for a reason. You seem to have trouble accepting just how pathetic and weak you truly are.
I want to make extra sure you learn your lesson. Get back to your feet, legs together, scrotum resting in front of your thighs. Make sure your back is straight and your hips are thrust forward.
I want your balls nice and exposed, no matter how badly they ache.
Raise your strong arm high in the air and swing as hard as you can! Even harder than before!
1 swing at [6]
[Thank you, Amber, for breaking my balls]
Page 11
You are so welcome, ball bitch! I am happy to break your balls anytime you like.
Speaking of which … a few more hard hits to the testicles should feel really good right after those punishing blows.
Let’s find out. Get back in position; you’re not done learning yet.
5 swings at [5]
Aww, did that hurt? Are your poor little nuts aching and sore?
Good. That ought to remind you of your place at this resort.
This should help you remember too.
5 swings at [5]
Page 12
Are you coughing up your ballsack already? Do you want to run crying home to your mommy?
That’s just too bad. I’m not done with you yet. Not by a long shot.
I need to be absolutely sure you remember just how much of a weak little bitch you really are.
5 swings at [5]
When you’re whimpering on the ground, clutching desperately between your legs, crying softly to yourself … you don’t have any choice but to accept it.
I intend to give you plenty of opportunities to accept your place in this world.
5 swings at [5]
Page 13
I told you one punishing blow would be a good warm-up in normal circumstances. Since you clearly need to be taught a lesson, I think … four should do it.
You’ve done two already, so that means you owe me two more.
Let’s do one right now. While you’re still aching. Before you’re anywhere near recovered.
Remember to swing as hard as you possibly can! It should feel like a 95 mile per hour fastball smacked you in the scrotum!
1 swing at [6]
Page 14
Pick the pieces of your manhood up off the floor and get back position. I want another punishing blow. Right now.
I want you like Humpty Dumpty. The king’s horses and men won’t be able to put you together again when I’m done with you.
1 swing at [6]
Page 15
God, wasn’t that just the best? All those hard hits to your fragile family jewels … you look like you’re really learning your lesson.
And if that didn’t do it, this next bit will for sure. I like to call it the “bitch breaker.” And you’re going to do it twice.
I kind of hope you don’t know what that is. It’ll make it all the more fun when you find out exactly how badly it hurts.
Grab the baton. Lie on your back, legs together, scrotum resting on top of your thighs.
Take some deep breaths. I don’t care that you haven’t recovered from those punishing blows. Continue when you are in position to smack yourself to a metronome.
Page 16 – 60 bpm
Let’s start you off at intensity [3]. Not the easiest, but not too bad either. If you’ve been at the resort long enough to get sent here, you should be able to handle intensity [3].
And if you can’t … that would be even better. Because you have to smack along anyway. And every last hit has to be hard enough!
Remember. While you’re at this resort, your balls do not belong to you. You cannot protect them.
You’re better off if you can accept that it’s going to hurt. Surrender to the pain. Embrace it. It’s the only way.
Page 17 – 60 bpm
Keep those balls jiggling and dancing for me. That’s it. I want you to squirm.
There’s a reason I’m calling you ball bitch, you know. It’s because you’re a bitch, and the only reason you get to stick around is to have your balls destroyed.
You are a man. That is your purpose here. Nothing else. If we cannot bust you however and whenever we like, then you are completely useless to us.
This should be an easy lesson for you to remember. That horrifying ache in your groin should serve as a pretty good reminder.
Page 18 – 60 bpm
Intensity [4]. Let’s kick things up a notch. I want to see tears stream down your face.
I have a theory about you, ball bitch. And I hope I’m right.
I know you were referred here, to Nut Crunch Cabin, for a reason. But I think, deep down, you love it. You love the pain.
I think you love hurting yourself, very badly, for beautiful women like me. Isn’t that what brought you here to this resort in the first place?
Page 19 – 60 bpm
What I’m going to do is give you a vicious, barbarically painful ballbusting to remind you exactly how much you love it.
I want you to remember how natural it feels to obliterate yourself for a woman like me. And how much you crave that masculine ache.
Speaking of which … you’re about to start your first Bitch Breaker. If you don’t know already, that’s 60 seconds at 60 beats per minute at intensity [5].
I’ve been told it’s … uncomfortable. I wouldn’t know myself, of course. But good luck to you, though!
Page 20 – 60 bpm
Intensity [5]. Right now. Every last hit better be hard enough!
That’s it … all those hard hits on your delicate reproductive organs … I bet this feels delightful.
It’s perfect for you, honestly. You’re a bitch, and you need to be broken. Hence, the Bitch Breaker.
Page 21 – 60 bpm
Want me to start planning the funeral? For your manhood?
There’s not going to be any of that left after I’m through with you. I already told you I’d destroy you.
That should teach you a lesson about your place at this resort.
Page 22 – 60 bpm
There, there, ball bitch. You can go down to intensity [3]. You survived the first Bitch Breaker.
Are you broken yet? I hope you are. That would make it even more painful when I make you do it again in a moment.
Because you don’t owe me one Bitch Breaker, remember? You owe me two. And I don’t plan on giving you any breaks until then.
For you, my lucky little ball bitch, it’s just pure, unadulterated ballbusting. That’s the only way you’ll learn.
Page 23 – 80 bpm
I know it hurts. I know it’s unbearable. That’s the whole point. To destroy you.
You are a man. Your only purpose here is to have your balls demolished.
And you only get to see me naked like this because we are destroying your balls. Enjoy the view while you can.
Focus on me while you destroy yourself. I want you to associate my naked body with that horrible ache you feel.
Page 24 – 100 bpm
I want you to be like Pavlov’s dog. When you see beautiful girls getting naked for you, associate that with pain. Testicular pain. Overwhelming, agonizing, soul-crushing testicular pain.
Focus on my nipples. Stare at them while you annihilate yourself to build that association.
Think about exploring my chest with your hands and sucking on my nipples while you turn your nutsack into mush.
Think of this like aversion therapy. It’s just what perverts like you need.
Page 25 – 120 bpm
That’s it, even faster now. And make sure you’re hitting hard enough. Don’t think you can take any hits off just because of the pace.
I know it’s been a long, long time since I’ve given you a break. Don’t think you’re getting one any time soon.
You still owe me a second Bitch Breaker, remember? Another 60 seconds at intensity [5].
And to think, you’re just at intensity [3] … this is going to hurt.
Page 26 – 60 bpm
Intensity [4]. The beat slows down; the hits get harder.
I wish I were there with you to teach you this lesson myself. I would make sure to leave you completely wrecked.
I would start with one brutally hard kick to the testicles. As hard as I can manage.
I wouldn’t give you any warning or warmup. I’d just rock your world and leave you in a crumpled heap.
Page 27 – 80 bpm
The sounds that come out of you men after a kick like that are SO funny. It’s like you’ve just been castrated.
You men are such babies about those things. I don’t see what the big deal is, personally. You sure whine a lot, even when there’s no permanent damage.
That wouldn’t stop me, of course. After putting you in the fetal position with my first kick, I’d reach down, shoo your hands away, and grab a firm hold of your manhood.
I’d use both hands so that I could trap each one of your testicles between my fingers and thumbs, then I would squeeze as hard as I possibly could.
Page 28 – 100 bpm
All men typically react differently at this stage. It would almost be cute if it weren’t so pathetic.
Some men try begging for mercy. They scream things like “please,” “you’re breaking them,” and “mercy” in between agonized wails.
Others go completely mute, suffering in silence as the air is forced from their lungs.
Some guys start crying like you wouldn’t believe. I’ve seen full on sobs, with tears streaming down their cheeks and sniffling noses.
Page 29 – 120 bpm
That should be you right about now. This many hits at [4] this quickly, you should be in agony right now.
I want it to feel like your balls are in your throat. I want your whole body convulsing in pain.
That’s the only way men like you learn their lesson. Getting overwhelmed by that all-consuming masculine ache.
And if you thought this was bad … it’s about to get a hell of a lot worse. That second Bitch Breaker you owe me is coming up when this timer ends.
Page 30 – 60 bpm
Intensity [5]. Buckle up, ball bitch. This is going to be bad.
One whole minute at intensity [5] … 60 hits. Just brutal.
I am SO glad I don’t have balls. Can you imagine? Having those stupid, fragile things just dangling there, exposed …
Page 31
I’m glad I own yours, though. That means I get to have fun teaching you this lesson, without any of the downsides.
Those downsides are for you. And they ought to help you remember that your only purpose at this resort is to have your balls demolished.
No matter what. It doesn’t matter how badly you’re hurting. How badly you need a break. You just get wrecked, over and over, at our command.
Page 32
Fine, fine. You can put down the baton and curl up in the fetal position, if you need to. You survived both Bitch Breakers.
That’s it, reach between your legs and make sure everything’s still there. No stroking your cock, but you can take a moment to cradle what’s left of your testicles if you like.
Remember this feeling. Remember what it feels like to whimper on the ground feeling sorry for yourself.
As a man, this is your place in the world.
Page 33
That’s enough. Break time is over, ball bitch. It’s time for the grande finale.
After everything I’ve already put you through, you should’ve learned your lesson by now. But if you haven’t, this will definitely help it sink in.
It’s called a Pledge of Obedience. Do you know what that is?
Yes
Great! Grab the rope and tie your nuts up nice and tight. Get the sock weapon too, that’s what you’ll be using for the punishing blows.
Continue when you are ready to sit on your manhood!
No
It’s simple. It’s just one minute of sitting on your testicles, followed by one punishing blow. Repeated three times.
It’s the best! It’s sure to make you regret ever being born with balls.
Grab the rope and tie up your scrotum, nice and tight. Leave the excess rope pointed behind you. Get the sock weapon too, while you’re at it.
Find a hard surface you can sit on and continue when you are ready to sit on your manhood. And make sure you’ve got the sock weapon close by.
Page 35 – note out of order
Sit on yourself! Flatten your manhood under your entire weight!
It’s supposed to hurt. It’s supposed to be excruciating. That’s the point.
That feeling is your reminder of what I told you at the beginning of our time together – your only purpose at this cabin is to have your testicles demolished.
That’s it. As a man, you do not get mercy. You do not get pleasure. You only get to annihilate yourself.
You were sent here, to Nut Crunch Cabin, to learn a lesson. The pain you’re feeling right now is the lesson.
And grab the sock weapon. It’ll help continue your lesson when this timer ends.
Page 36
Stand, raise the sock weapon high in the air, then swing it into your aching cherries as hard as you possibly can!
Annihilate yourself!
1 swing at [6]
How’s it going down there? Need a juice box, a blanket, or a tiny violin?
That’s too bad. Because you’re only one-third of the way through the Pledge of Obedience.
Get back in position to sit on your nuts. Now!
Page 37
Flatten them again. With your entire body weight. I want it to be horrible.
The whole point is for it to be unbearable. That’s the only way boys like you ever learn.
And I’d hurry up and learn my lesson, if I were you. You might think this is bad, but it’s not nearly as bad as what I’ll do to you if you get sent back to this cabin again.
So, groan for me. Whimper for me. Cry for me, if you have to. Let me hear you learn.
Let that terrible aching sensation spread allllll throughout you. I want your whole body shaking in pain.
That way, the next punishing blow is just totally debilitating. Speaking of which … grab the sock weapon.
Page 38
Get up, then immediately swing the sock weapon into your gonads as hard as you possibly can!
Pledge your obedience to me. Right now.
1 swing at [6]
That’s it. That right there is your ONLY role at this resort.
Your only purpose here is to get overwhelmed by that horrific masculine ache at my command.
So, get back in position. You owe me another minute of flattening. No matter how much you want to lay in a crumpled heap on the ground and enjoy that last one.
Page 39
That’s it, crush yourself for me. Flatten them for me. With your entire weight.
I don’t care if it would take a committee to assess how badly you’ve been wrecked already. Keep going. Because I say so.
Look at me, then look at yourself. If the pain isn’t enough reminder, that should tell you everything you need to know about the natural order here.
Your body was built with an obvious weakness, and mine was built to exploit it.
You have balls. I have power. At this resort, that is not a metaphor. That is the entire arrangement.
That is the difference between us, boy. I can stand here calm, smiling, completely untouchable, while your whole world collapses because I told you to swing.
Page 40
Time’s up, boy. You owe me another punishing blow. Get up and deliver it.
NOW!
1 swing at [6]
Page 24
You came in needing an attitude adjustment. By the looks of you, I’d say … attitude adjusted.
You look much more obedient now. Which means Jessica will be by any moment to collect you.
I’ve enjoyed destroying you, but I don’t want to see you back at this cabin.
If I do, I’ll make your next lesson even more painful.
If not met before -
If you want to keep playing with me, though … you can find me at the Field of Screams.
I’d be happy to give you a little refresher on today’s lesson.
[Field of screams unlocked]