Chapter 23: Ballbusting Island Khloe & Stef
Khloe & Stefanie – Shipwrecked
Page 1
Khloe (left): I don’t know why we even bother. This one will break, just like all the others.
Stefanie (right): Come on, you don’t know that!
I mean, you’re probably right, but we can still have fun breaking him.
Khloe: Look at him. He’s so pathetic, he probably doesn’t even know why he’s here.
Stefanie: If he doesn’t know yet, he’ll learn soon enough.
Page 2
Khloe: I’m Khloe
Stefanie: And I’m Stefanie. Welcome to Ballbusting Island.
Before we can let you begin exploring, we need to make sure you’re properly … prepared.
Khloe: She means we’re going to destroy your nuts.
Stefanie: That’s true. That’s exactly what I mean.
We’re not going to let you go until we’re both satisfied that you’re completely wrecked.
Page 3
Stefanie: Let’s get to it. Grab the baton, lie down on your back, legs together.
Make sure your scrotum’s resting on top of your thighs, nice and exposed.
You’re going to smack to the beat.
Khloe: Continue when you’re ready!
Page 4 – intensity 3, 60bpm
Stefanie: Let’s start off at intensity [3].
This feels nice, doesn’t it? All these firm hits to your tender testes, one after the other.
Khloe: You better get used to it, boy. You’re going to have to take more pain than you ever thought possible if you want to prove you’ve got Orbs of Iron.
Stefanie: She’s right, you know. To stay, as a man, at this island … that takes balls.
Page 5 – 80 bpm
Stefanie: Every girl you meet here is going to do their very best to pop your plums and send you home.
Your precious pair will be beaten, flattened, and crunched. We’ll have you screaming in pain.
And when you’re curled up in the fetal position, desperate for a moment of mercy … it won’t come.
Khloe: Mercy does not exist on this island. Not for you.
Page 6 – 100 bpm
Stefanie: Legend has it, the only man who can survive on this island is the man with Orbs of Iron.
Khloe: Lots of men claim to have Orbs of Iron. Then they invariably go running home to mommy at the first sign of ball pain.
Stefanie: Now, don’t get it twisted. The man with Orbs of Iron does not have invincible testicles.
A good, hard hit to the midsection will fuck him up, just like any other man.
Page 7 – 120 bpm
Khloe: But the man with Orbs of Iron accepts that his only place here is to suffer.
He embraces the hurt. Begs for it. He’s addicted to that horrifying ache.
Stefanie: The man with Orbs of Iron will happily get completely wrecked. Then come crawling back for more, swollen balls and all.
He understands, deep down in his soul, that his only use here is to writhe at the feet of beautiful women.
Page 8
Stefanie: Intensity [4]. Let’s see how you handle it when we take things up a notch.
Khloe: I hope your nuts aren’t cracking already. We’re just getting started.
Stefanie: I don’t know … personally, I kind of hope they are cracking already. I hope it’s already unbearable.
That’ll make it much more fun when it gets even worse later.
Page 9
Stefanie: Like we promised you at the beginning. Khloe and I are going to fuck you up. Badly.
When we’re finished, if you want to go home and cry over your broken balls, you will be free to do so. We can take you off this island and back to the resort.
If you chose to stay, though, you’ll have to explore this island on your own.
Khloe: You’ll be at the mercy of whatever brutal bitch you happen to stumble upon.
Page 10
Stefanie: If you’re lucky, you’ll manage to find the right girl and convince her that you’re the man with Orbs of Iron.
She’ll then introduce you to the island’s Goddess.
Khloe: Goddess can give you special … rewards … if she deems you worthy.
Stefanie: No man has successfully earned her blessing yet. But, who knows? Maybe you’ll be the first.
Page 11
Stefanie: Fine, fine. You can have a short break from the smacking.
Khloe: Enjoy it while you can, bub. We’ll be back to beating your balls like a punching bag before you know it.
Stefanie: Get ready. It’s back to smacking when this timer’s done!
Page 12 – 100 bpm
Stefanie: Intensity [3]. Nice and steady. Make those balls jiggle and dance for us.
Let’s get those things nice and tender before the real fun begins.
I want there to be just two aching, mushy lumps between your legs when we get to the good stuff.
Khloe: It’ll make it that much more unbearable. And I like watching you suffer.
Page 13 – 100 bpm
Khloe: He isn’t spasming enough. Let’s go up to intensity [4].
Stefanie: You heard her. Intensity [4]. Time to start liquefying your nuts.
You can yell. You can scream. You can even cry, if you want. But it won’t help. Nothing will.
Khloe: Your balls belong to us and we’re going to beat the ever-living FUCK out of them. There’s nothing you can do about it.
Page 14
Stefanie: She’s right, you know. You can’t protect yourself. You can’t hide. You just get to have your balls demolished.
And after we’ve finished with you and leave you in a crumpled heap, the next girl on this island will fuck you up even worse.
Can you feel your balls instinctively trying to retract inside your body? Don’t worry, that won’t help either.
It’ll just mean your testicles have less room to hide when we order you to bash them in some more.
Page 15
Khloe: Intensity [5]. Let’s see what kind of notes this bitch hits when he squeals.
Stefanie: You heard her. Every last hit better be hard enough!
Khloe: There’s no chance this one has Orbs of Iron. I mean, look at him. He can hardly even handle a few love taps.
Stefanie: I think the man with Orbs of Iron is a total myth, personally. There’s no man who can truly embrace their place in the world.
Page 16
Stephanie: Think about it, Khloe. How many men have we sent running home, clutching pathetically between their legs?
All men are big babies. All it takes is one tiny bit of ball pain and they go running home to their mommies.
Khloe: I agree. Let’s just have our fun breaking this one before we let him go.
I want to see him cry.
Page 17 – beat stops
Stephanie: If it’s tears you want, I’ve got just the trick.
Deep breaths, nutbag. This is going to hurt.
1 smack at [6]
Khloe: What’s the matter, boy? Are your poor little testicles aching and sore?
Stephanie: I hope they are. Because that’ll make it much, much worse when you do it again.
Remember, intensity [6] is as hard as you possibly can. If your nuts aren’t knocked into orbit, it doesn’t count!
1 smack at [6]
Page 18
Khloe: I like this one. He makes funny faces.
Stephanie: I have a feeling he’ll be making more of those before we’re done with him.
Grab the rope. Tie whatever’s left of your scrotum up nice and tight.
Khloe: And find a hard surface you can sit on. Continue when you are in position to flatten yourself!
Page 19
Khloe: Go on, sit on your balls. With your entire weight. Make it unbearable!
Stephanie: You might as well get comfortable. You’re going to be in this position for quite a while.
And I wouldn’t be in any rush to get up, if I were you. It isn’t getting any better for you when you get up.
Khloe: If you don’t know, there’s one thing girls pride themselves on at this island: sending guys home.
Page 20
Stephanie: That’s right. Our goal is to put you in such debilitating, agonizing pain that you can’t possibly continue.
Khloe: We want to annihilate you. We want to leave nothing but mush between your legs.
Stephanie: And if you choose to stay at this Island, there’s only more coming your way. A lot more.
It’s like we told you earlier. No man ever has proven they have Orbs of Iron and been allowed to cum at this island. Not one single man.
Page 21
Khloe: I think it’s a myth, personally. The Orbs of Iron do not exist. Every last testicle that’s ever existed is pathetic and weak.
This one is no different. He looks like a cookie to me; he will crumble.
Stephanie: I’m sure you’re right, Khloe, but let’s have fun breaking this one. Let’s make it extra nasty for him before we leave.
Khloe: I intend to. I don’t want to spoil the fun, but I have a particularly cruel idea for this one’s grand finale.
Page 22
Stephanie: Aw, really? I had a tasty grand finale idea too. How should we decide which one he does?
Khloe: Who says we have to decide? Let’s just make him do them both, back-to-back.
Stephanie: You are SO right! What was I thinking? This is Ballbusting Island, after all.
I can go first, but let’s make him keep up the flattening for a while longer. My idea will be more fun if they’re completely crushed first.
Page 23
Khloe: That works for me; I’d be happy to go second and finish him off at the end.
And I’m happy to watch him squirm for however long you like. This one looks so delicious when he’s wriggling in pain.
Stephanie: Doesn’t he? The girls are going to have FUN with this one if he chooses to stick around this island.
Remember. There’s no map here. No guidebook. You just have to meet as many girls as you can, and hope that one of them is willing to introduce you to the Goddess of Ballbusting.
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Khloe: He also has to hope his balls don’t pop before he meets Goddess.
Stephanie: That’s very true; you also have to hope for that. This place is … well, it’s pretty brutal. Only a truly perverted, masochistic, ballbusting-obsessed freak could survive here.
That sensation you’re experiencing now? Your balls flattening under your entire weight? That’s very common here. That, and much worse.
Very few girls here will be willing to introduce you to Goddess. But every single girl here is a brutal bitch who will jump at the chance to destroy your testicles.
Page 25
Stephanie: Fine, fine. You can get up. Your balls look flat enough to me.
Grab the sock weapon and get on your knees. I want your legs together, with your swollen scrotum resting in front of your thighs. Use your weak hand to hold your cock out of the way.
Don’t wait for them to reinflate.
5 swings at [5]
Page 26
Khloe: That was it? Your grand finale was a few baby taps to the testicles?
Stephanie: Don’t be silly. I’m just getting him started. I’ll turn him into a whimpering heap on the ground in no time.
Speaking of which …
5 swings at [5]
Again, bitch boy. Again.
I want you howling in pain.
5 swings at [5]
Do me a favor. No matter how badly you’re hurting during this next part, keep your hips thrust forward.
I like my balls neatly presented when I annihilate them.
5 swings at [5]
Page 27
You and I both know you don’t have the Orbs of Iron. There’s no such thing, after all.
I’m still going to enjoy watching you break. Which, if my calculations are correct, should be happening any minute now.
Gather up whatever strength you have left, nutbag. I want you to knock your nuts into orbit. Swing as hard as you possibly can.
If this doesn’t leave you in a whimpering heap on the floor, it doesn’t count!
1 swing at [6]
Page 28
Aww, you poor baby! Are your precious little plums feeling tender and sore?
Good. That will make this next bit even juicier!
Back in position, nutbag. I want another punishing blow. Right now. Before you’re even kind of recovered.
1 swing at [6]
Page 29
Don’t spend too long feeling sorry for yourself, boy. Pull yourself together and get back on your knees.
I want more. Much more.
5 swings at [5]
Khloe and I pride ourselves on how many men ask us to bring them back to the resort after our little introduction to this island.
You might think you like ballbusting. You’re about to see what it takes to really make it here.
5 swings at [5]
And if you think this is bad … you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. This is just the beginning.
Only the most masochistic, ballbusting-obsessed perverted freaks can enjoy this island.
5 swing at [5]
Khloe: I love when you talk brutal, Stef. Finish him off!
Page 30
Well, you heard the boss. It’s time to destroy your nuts.
Raise the sock weapon high in the air above you. Swing down with all your might and obliterate yourself!
1 swing at [6]
Oh wow … that looked really special. Did you reset to factory settings?
Let’s see if this makes you reboot again.
1 swing at [6]
Page 31
Khloe: Look at him writhe down there! I’d say you really scrambled his eggs.
Stef: I hope I haven’t scrambled them too badly! You still have to go, remember?
Khloe: Don’t worry, I would never forget to put a man in horrifying, agonizing pain.
Get back up, boy. On your knees again, with your hips thrust forward. It’s my turn.
Page 32
It’s like I told you at the very beginning, Stef. This one will break, just like all the others.
And I bet this is the part that breaks him.
1 swing at [6]
Page 33
This is the part where he realizes how truly and deeply fucked he is if he stays on this island.
1 swing at [6]
Page 34
He has to learn sooner or later that no woman on this island cares one iota that it’s too much or he can’t take it.
While he’s here, his balls get obliterated. Over, and over, and over again.
5 swings at [5]
He can scream. He can cry. He can beg for mercy while jumping around like a possessed monkey, but it won’t help.
At this island, the only thing men get is more.
5 swings at [5]
We know it’s unbearable. We know you can’t stand it. Outrageously overwhelming testicle torture is the whole point.
That’s why only the man with Orbs of Iron can endure here.
5 swings at [5]
Page 35
Stef: I think you’re right, sister. This one doesn’t look too good. He definitely doesn’t have the balls to take it.
Khloe: That just means we need to get our money’s worth before we let him act like a scared and pathetic little bitch by returning to the resort.
Deep breaths, boy. It isn’t going to be ok. It isn’t going to be ok at all.
1 swing at [6]
Page 36
Stef: Come on, Khloe. Show him why they call you the choir teacher. Make him sing soprano!
Khloe: You heard the girl. Pull yourself off the floor and get back into position.
Remember, you don’t get mercy. You just get to obliterate yourself on my command.
1 swing at [6]
Page 37
Khloe: I think he needs one more, for good luck. What do you think, Stef?
Stef: Definitely, he needs another. He really needs to work on his singing voice.
Khloe: Your fate is sealed, Humpty Dumpty. Get back up and break yourself into a million pieces all over again.
Remember – it only counts if it’s debilitating!
1 swing at [6]
Page 39 – note out of order
Stef: Wow … I don’t know that you left anything at all down there.
Judging by the way he’s acting, I think you may have castrated him.
Khloe: Meh, I’m sure he’s fine. Boys are always such big babies about those things.
We should get going back to the resort, though; it’s getting late. By the looks of things, I’d say that us two girls can report two nuts properly crunched.
Page 40
Stef: That means it’s decision time, nutbag! Do you have the balls to stay on this island, take more abuse, and earn your orgasm by proving you possess the Orbs of Iron?
Or, would you like to come back to the resort with us and try your luck somewhere else?
[Stay]
[Leave]
If stay
Wow, you’ve got some pair on you. Few men choose to stay after we give them a proper introduction to this place.
Oh well. It’s your funera! We’ll be back at the resort when you realize that this place is WAY more than your pathetic balls can handle.
If leave
I knew it! I knew you were a pathetic little bitch.
It’s quite alright. All men are. With those fragile orbs dangling between your legs, there’s nothing you can do about it.
Beach pic
The girls take off, leaving you to wander the beach on this beautiful island naked and alone.
Before long, you hear the faint sound of someone’s footsteps in the distance.