Chapter 24: Ali Plaything Park
Ali
Page 1
Congratulations, bitch, you made it.
You made it to Plaything Park, and now you get to have a session with me.
You finally get to drain those aching, overflowing balls dangling between your legs.
In fact, start stroking your cock. Not enough to edge, but enough to feel good.
Page 2
That’s it, enjoy it. I want long, slow strokes up and down the full length of your cock.
You’ll be edging for me soon, but don’t edge just yet.
This is what you’ve worked so hard for. This round is your reward for being my bitch.
Don’t worry, I’ll help you enjoy it properly. I won’t start your 60 second window until we’ve had some more fun.
Page 3
Keep stroking, faster now. Work your way towards an edge.
Since you’ve been such a good, obedient little bitch for me, and you really seem to love having your balls busted, I have something particularly nasty planned for you.
I won’t spoil the surprise and give you the specifics too soon. Just know that it’s going to be bad. Even by my standards.
Edge for me. Right now. Get to the edge and stay there, but don’t you dare go over.
Page 4
Hands off. Deep breaths, bitch. This is just a quick break before you get right back to stroking.
Put your hand back on your cock and start stroking again. Slowly, for now. Very slowly.
I know you’re probably still sensitive down there, but don’t get back to the edge too quickly.
We have plenty of time. You’ll leak everywhere like a broken faucet before I let you officially drain those things.
Page 5
Stroke a little faster now. Start working your way toward another edge.
This time, when you get to the edge, you’re not going to let it go so quickly. This time, you’re going to ride the edge.
If you’re about to blow, you can slow your stroking or you can ease up on the pressure, but don’t you dare stop.
I want to see just how horny and desperate I can make you before finally letting you cum.
Edge for me. Edge now. I want your hard cock throbbing in excitement.
Page 6
Stay on the edge; don’t let it go just yet. Keep stroking that cock of yours.
You can lighten the pressure, you can slow down, but don’t you dare stop. Not yet.
Keep going. You’ve waited so, so long for your release. What’s a little longer?
That’s it, bitch. Enjoy yourself. Get tantalizing close to the edge, but don’t go over.
Page 7
Hands off. Let the edge go. It’s time for your favorite activity: busting your balls.
Grab the baton and get on your knees. I want your legs together with your nutsack resting in front of your thighs, nice and exposed.
Use your weak hand to hold your cock out of the way.
You know the drill. Bitches start with a bang!
5 smacks at [5]
Page 8
You didn’t seriously think I’d let you get off that easily, did you?
Of course not. You should know by now that I’m going to make it horrifically painful.
5 smacks at [5]
Are you weak in the knees already?
I hope so. Because it’s only getting more delicious from here.
5 smacks at [5]
It’s only getting more barbaric. More unhinged.
Just the way you like it.
5 smacks at [5]
Page 9
OK, my newest little bitch boy. It’s time. Time to prove you aren’t completely broken yet.
Make this next one as hard as I would hit you. Don't hold anything back.
1 smack at [6]
Page 10
Oh no, was that a little too painful?
Good. That means you get up and do it again. Right now. Chop chop, bitch boy!
1 smack at [6]
Page 11
Awww, that was a lot for you, wasn’t it? You’re making that face again.
That means you’re in just the right state to continue.
5 smacks at [5]
I hope you weren’t waiting for this to get any easier.
Just because I’m letting you cum doesn’t mean I’m taking it easy on you.
5 smacks at [5]
If anything, it’s the opposite.
I’ve cooked up something extra special to help you get your rocks off. You’ve earned it.
5 smacks at [5]
Page 12
I know that’s what you want. You don’t come to me for mercy or relief.
After everything I’ve done to you, you only beg for more if you truly love hurting for me.
10 smacks at [4]
I’m letting you cum, but you and I both know it’s not about the orgasm.
It’s because deep down in your soul, you NEED to hurt for me.
You know that your only purpose here is to suffer. And you know that I’ll make you suffer in all the right ways.
10 smacks at [4]
You love the beauty of complete feminine domination. You know that, as a man, your testicles make you weak.
And you’ve experienced first-hand how there’s nothing quite like the body-consuming ache that follows a particularly brutal blow to the testicles after you already can’t take any more.
10 smacks at [4]
Page 13
You spend so much time ogling my tits; it’s time you enjoy a nice, long look at my ass.
It’s going to cost you, of course. You know that.
5 smacks at [5]
Eyes on me, bitch boy. I don't care what your legs are doing.
I want you to deeply internalize your inferiority. And a nice long look at my superior female form should complement that ball pain you’re feeling quite nicely.
5 smacks at [5]
There's the face. The face I love to see. A face that combines male agony, regret, and desperation all into one.
Let’s see it again.
5 smacks at [5]
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Five more. Because I say so.
5 smacks at [5]
If it helps, you can imagine what it would feel like to grab two giant fistfuls of my ass while pulling me in close to you.
Do you think you could hold on after I ram my knee between your legs?
5 smacks at [5]
Maybe it’s easier to imagine me sitting on your face.
That way, all you have to do is lie back and suffer while I annihilate your nuts. For some reason, you men seem to have some trouble standing when I do that.
5 smacks at [5]
Page 15
I’m about to take my top off, and you know what that means.
It’s time for you to pay the price. Two tits, two punishing blows.
Not love taps. Not gentle little boops that make you groan softly.
I want your soul to leave your body. And I want you to look me in the eyes while you do it so I can watch.
1 smack at [6]
Page 16
Aww, what’s the matter? What’s wrong? Has some nasty bitch come along and played a little too rough with your precious man parts?
That must be so difficult for you, especially since you’re not done.
I said you owed me two punishing blows, and you’ve only given me one, haven’t you?
Get back up and get back in position. It’s time for you to swing again.
Put your whole body into it; I want everything you’ve got. Remember – it only counts if it puts you in the fetal position!
1 smack at [6]
Page 17
Here you go, you earned it. Have a nice long look at my tits.
Start stroking your cock while you’re at it. Let all those nasty feelings inside you subside just the tiniest bit.
It never gets old, does it? Whimpering at my feet?
There’s just something so cosmically satisfying about a brutally hard smack to the testicles.
Page 18
Stroke faster for me, working your way towards an edge. I want fast, full strokes that touch every last millimeter of that cock of yours.
Think about how long it's been. Think about how much you hurt. Think about me standing right here, deciding just how much worse to hurt you.
You're leaking already. That’s good. I want you’re entire experience at Plaything Park to be one desperately horny blur.
On that note, edge for me. Edge now; you've earned it.
Page 19
Stay on the edge. Keep stroking your cock, just light enough and just slow enough to keep you oh-so-close to an orgasm. But you don’t dare blow early.
It would be a real shame to have to castrate you so close to the finish line.
Shame for you, that is. For me, I’d just laugh with my friends about turning you into a nutless, permanently denied boy.
Then I’d go find another pair of testicles to play with. That’s the great thing about balls; there’s so many out there, just waiting to be busted.
The only thing that makes yours special is that I get to play with them. If I can’t play them, then you are completely useless to me. Bitch or not.
Page 20
Hands off, bitch; let the edge fade away. That’s enough stroking for now. Pick up the sock weapon and get on your knees.
You’ve already proven your balls can take quite a beating by surviving my boot camp. Now, I want you to prove even more.
We’re going to play a game I like to call “Keep Away.”
It’s simple. No matter what, I want you to keep your hands off your balls.
You can cry. You can scream. You can flop around on the floor like a fish, if you want. Just don’t touch that scrotum.
No cradling them or checking that they’re ok. Not now. Now, you’re going to prove your dedication to me all over again.
I’m going to make it difficult. Every fiber of your being will urge you to clutch between your legs, but you are going to resist. Because I say so.
And, as my bitch, you follow my orders. No matter how painful.
10 swings at [4]
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If you mess up even once, I expect you to tell me.
Just press this button, and I’ll sort out the appropriate punishment for your disobedience.
If pressed –
Aww, that’s too bad. A nice firm smack to the testicles ought to remind you to follow orders.
1 swing at [6]
Now try again. Don’t disappoint me this time. [back to page 21]
Now, let’s have some fun watching you try to resist your pesky little evolutionary urges.
10 swings at [4]
That wasn’t so bad, was it? I know intensity [4] smarts a bit, but you ought to have no trouble at all keeping your hands away. Even after everything you’ve been through.
10 swings at [4]
Are your knees shaking yet? Are you doubled over in pain?
Good. I hope you are, just as long as you keep your hands away from your midsection!
10 swings at [4]
Page 22
It’s no use checking on them, anyway. They belong to me, after all.
I can hurt them however badly I want. And believe me, I don’t care how they feel in your hands.
10 swings at [4]
You should know me well enough by now to know that I will absolutely obliterate you, no matter what.
I don’t care how badly you’re hurting or if you can’t take anymore. I just want to destroy your nuts.
10 swings at [4]
And now that you’re officially my bitch, there’s not one single thing you can do about it.
10 swings at [4]
Page 23
And since you went through all the trouble of becoming my bitch, I know you love it. You love that I am so much crueler and more sadistic than you can handle.
And that I am not the slightest bit sorry for making you experience the full depths of masculine hell.
5 swings at [5]
You know you’re only place here is to suffer. You only exist to have your balls demolished.
You don’t need to check they’re ok because it doesn’t matter if they’re broken. All that matters is that I want to keep breaking them.
5 swings at [5]
I want to keep making you broken, pathetic, and helpless. Because that’s what you are.
You are just a fragile, swollen pair of male testicles for me to abuse.
5 swings at [5]
Page 24
You better be keeping your hands away from your crotch, boy.
I know it’s hard, but I own your balls. And I’m forbidding you from touching them.
The only thing you can do is use the sock weapon to bash them over and over again.
5 swings at [5]
If you’re struggling with keep away now, I’ve got some bad news for you.
It’s going to get much harder in a second. I’ve got something absolutely unhinged in store for you.
Think of it as a little “going away” present for the load we’re going to drain out of you.
5 swings at [5]
I know how much of a perverted and masochistic ballbusting freak you are. You’re going to love it.
5 swings at [5]
Page 25
Summon whatever strength you have left. I want the hardest blow you can possibly manage. I want it to take every last drop of your willpower to keep your hands away from your crotch.
Swing with all the force you can muster and obliterate yourself for me!
1 swing at [6]
You poor thing. I can tell that one really got to you; you look like you’re really fighting now. Let’s make sure the next one gets to you too.
Get back in position and give me a hit worth remembering. Maximum effort!
1 swing at [6]
Page 26
Poor thing. You look broken already, and you still have SO many hard hits to go.
Remember – you can writhe about however much you like, just as long as you keep beating your balls on schedule and keep your hands away from your midsection!
1 swing at [6]
Oh honey, did I make it too painful? Are you having second thoughts? That’s natural. Pointless, but natural.
Because no one cares what you think. The only thing that matters is what I think, and I want another punishing blow. Right now.
Remember – it only counts if you give it everything you’ve got!
1 swing at [6]
Page 27
You know me. You took my bitch boot camp. You know I want more.
I know it smarts a bit, but don’t disappoint me now. You were finally starting to look properly trained.
Swing like you're trying to leave a mark. I want a visible dent in at least one of your testicles.
1 swing at [6]
It’s hard, isn’t it? To keep your hands away from your balls while you experience vicious testicle torture?
I’ll be nice and let you check that they’re ok in a second. I just want one more little tap before you do.
Do me a favor and make it the hardest one yet. Impress me.
1 swing at [6]
Page 28
Fine, fine. You can clutch between your legs and try to rub them better. I doubt it does you any good, but you can try.
Start stroking your cock while you’re at it. Let’s give you a little pleasure to balance out all that wonderful pain you just enjoyed.
I want long, full strokes, up and down the full length of your cock. You don’t have my permission to cum just yet, but you can enjoy yourself.
After six consecutive punishing blows, every last man on earth would be reeling in agony.
Page 29
Stroke faster now, working your way towards an edge. Let’s get you thinking about something other than the overwhelming ache in your midsection. And how you are weak and inferior.
Why don’t you focus on my perfect, perky tits. Think about what they’d feel like pressed against your chest while we made out, our bodies intertwined.
Think about how soft and warm they’d feel in your hands, and the sounds I’d make when you pinch the tips of my pointy nipples in your fingers.
Think about feeling them press against your cock while you thrust back and forth, eventually blowing your load all over my smiling face.
Think about whatever you want, just edge for me. Edge now.
Page 30
Let the edge go. Hands off. Deep breaths.
And start stroking again. Work your way back to the edge, quickly now. If you get to the edge before the next page, just hold it.
That’s it, stroke faster now. I know you’re hurting. I know every neuron in your body is screaming bloody murder because of how badly I’ve broken your balls. Let this help.
Go even faster and let the pleasure wash away the pain. You fought so hard for this; you might as well enjoy it.
Edge again for me. Now. You’ve earned it.
Page 31
Hands off and get away from the edge. I want another quick break before you go again.
Hand back on your cock, bitch. I want another edge.
Stroke quickly now; return to the edge as fast as you can. If you get there before the page is over, you can hold it!
I want you stroking quickly, but I want to see nice, full strokes from the base to the very tip. However long that is.
You better be edging by now, bitch. Edge for me!
Page 32
Hands off, no more stroking. In fact, that was your second to last edge with me today. I hope you enjoyed it.
Grab the rope and tie your nuts up tight. I don’t want them to have even a micrometer to roam in your sack.
Once the rope’s nice and snug, go to your bathroom. You’re going to trap your swollen scrotum underneath the lid of your toilet, then sit on the seat. So that your own bodyweight flattens whatever’s left of your manhood.
Say the magic words when you’re in position.
[My balls belong to Ali]
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Sit on top of your toilet seat and crush your nuts for me. It should be excruciating!
Think about all the pain you’ve taken for me … all the abuse … it’s all been for this.
You’re SO close to getting a chance to cum. You just have to hold out a liiiittle bit longer.
I suppose there’s no more point in keeping you in the dark. I’ll tell you what I have in store for you.
Page 34
We’re going to spend a little while longer flattening them; you know I like to have my fun.
But, once I’m satisfied, I’ll give you 60 seconds to cum. One full minute.
And since you’ve been such a good little bitch for me, I won’t even make you ruin it. You can stroke until every last drop’s spurted out.
There is one little catch, of course. Something a masochistic pervert like you should really love.
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You have to cum while sitting on your balls. In this position.
This is the Purple Plums Resort, after all. I want to give you the true Purple Plums experience. You’ve certainly earned it.
And remember. You don’t get to get up until I let you. Even if you cum right away.
You are still my bitch, after all. You have to flatten them for EXACTLY as long as I say. No matter what.
Page 36
Start stroking your cock. Gently and slowly, at first. You don’t have permission to cum yet, but you’re very, very close. And I’d hate for you to miss your opportunity after everything you’ve been through.
Imagine it was my hand working up and down the length of your cock. Imagine feeling my soft skin pressed up against yours, and my hot breath on your body.
Imagine feeling my tits in your hands as you creep ever closer to that orgasm you’ve been anticipating for so, so long.
Page 26 – note out of order
Keep stroking, faster now. I want you to get to the edge and hold it.
Don’t blow just yet, but get as close as you can without going over.
All that pain you took … all that abuse … it was all for this. One perfect opportunity to drain your overflowing sack.
Congratulations, bitch. You earned it.
Page 27
Stay on the edge; I want you leaking everywhere before I let you cum for real.
And you better still be flattening yourself with your full weight. I don’t care how badly it’s fucking you up; you will keep going.
Your balls belong to me, remember? You’re lucky I’m letting you cum at all.
Most men that meet me just leave with broken balls. You’re one of the select few getting a chance to drain them.
Page 28
Keep edging; don’t cum yet.
You know, you can fantasize about whatever you want when you finally do drain them. But I’ll tell you what I think you should pick.
I think you should close your eyes and imagine it was my foot flattening your testicles.
I know your stomach is probably churning and your toes are probably curling. They certainly would be if I were crushing the life out of your pathetic manhood with my toes.
Page 29
I would make it overwhelming. I would make it so unbelievably and horrifically barbaric that maybe the cum really would be forced out of your balls.
I’ve seen it happen before. I have a pair of steel-toed doc marten boots that have involuntarily separated more than a couple men from their semen.
And all that abuse I’ve guide you through … all that pain … it’s to make you feel what you would feel if I were there with you.
Page 30
So don’t try to run from the pain or hide from it. Do just the opposite. Embrace it.
That unbearable suffering is your constant reminder that you are my bitch.
Stay on the edge, just a little longer. I’m only giving you one shot at this; I’d hate to see you blow it after everything you’ve been through.
Or, not blow it, as it were. I suspect you’re much more concerned with not blowing it.
I’ll be nice and tell you that your 60 second window to orgasm starts when this timer ends!
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Stroke as fast as you can now! You have my permission to cum, but don’t get up! Keep crushing your balls! As hard as if it were my feet crushing them!
That’s it, work your hand up and down the full length of your cock! Unload every last drop!
Come on, bitch. I know how bad you wanted this. Empty those balls for me!
Page 39
Keep going! Until they’re completely drained! This is your one chance; you better capitalize!
I know they were practically overflowing; show me how much cum you saved up for me.
These are your last 10 seconds, you better make them count!
Page 40
WOW, I knew you needed to cum, but that might be the biggest load I’ve ever seen! You must have been completely desperate.
You can get up and untie your sack. I’m done playing with you, for now.
Since you were such a good, obedient little boy for me, I think you’ve earned a small reward.
Let me unlock all our amenities for you. So that you never run out of ways to get your balls busted.
[Mass unlock]
Well, Jessica will be by to collect you at any moment. Feel free to wriggle around on the floor while you appreciate just how badly we’ve hurt your balls.
Thank you for being my bitch! I hope to see you around the resort. Remember – empty balls can still get busted!