Chapter 2: Sack Destruction
Daisy pulled out of him with a wet pop, her massive cock glistening with cum. She looked down at him, a wicked grin on her face. "I think it's time to destroy his balls. Mary, can you transport us to the dungeon and have him strapped down with his balls laid out on a board so we can stand and stomp on them?
I want to hear them pop like fucking grapes." Daisy said, her voice dripping with malice.
Mary snapped her fingers, and suddenly, they were no longer on the beach. They were in a dark, damp dungeon, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Matt was strapped down to a table, his arms and legs secured with heavy leather straps. His balls were laid out on a wooden board, separated, vulnerable, and in perfect position for all 2000 plus pounds of women to stand on full weight.
Fatima, Olga, and Lucille stood around the table, their massive bodies shaking with anticipation. All their magical cocks were gone for now. Mary had restored everyone to normal except for making their clits massive.
Mary walked over to Matt, a wicked grin on her face.
She reached down and grabbed his balls, squeezing them hard enough to make him wince. "You're going to love this, little sand bitch," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
She turned to the other women, "Who wants to go first?" Fatima stepped forward, her massive body shaking with anticipation. "I'll go," she said, her voice a low growl.
She positioned her foot over Matt's balls, her massive thighs shaking. She looked down at him, a cruel smile on her face. "You ready to feel my full weight on your balls, little bitch?"
Matt tried to shake his head no, but Fatima didn't care.
She lifted her massive foot and placed it on top of his balls, her full weight pressing down on them. Matt gasped in pain as his balls were squished under her foot, the pressure building with each passing second.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Fatima moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to press her foot down on his balls. "You love having your balls crushed under my foot, don't you, little bitch?" He could feel his balls being squished, the pressure building to the point of pain. He could feel them swelling under her foot, the skin stretching tight.
He tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a strangled groan. You like having your balls crushed under my foot." She pressed down harder, her massive foot grinding against his balls, making them ache and throb. He could feel the heat of her foot, could smell the musk of her sweat as she continued to press down on him.
"Please," he gasped, his voice hoarse with pain and humiliation. "Please, stop."
Fatima just laughed again, her massive thighs shaking with amusement. "Stop? Why would I do that?
You're enjoying this too much." She pressed down even harder, her massive foot grinding against his balls, making them ache and throb. You want me to stop? You want me to stop crushing your pathetic little balls?" She pressed down even harder, her massive foot grinding against his balls, making them ache and throb.
Fatima sneered, her massive thighs quivering with exertion. "You're enjoying this too much."
Matt's face was contorted in pain, his eyes watering as he tried to squirm away from Fatima's foot. "Please," he begged, his voice barely a whisper.
Fatima just laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down Matt's spine. Why would I do that? You're enjoying this too much." "Please what? Please stop? Ok I'll stop pressing down but only because I'm ready to begin jumping on them . Fatima lifted her foot off Matt's balls and stepped back. She looked at the other women and said, "Alright bitches, let's see who can make these little fuckers pop first." The women all laughed and began to line up.
Olga went first, stepping onto the board with a thud that made Matt's balls jump. She positioned herself directly over his balls and jumped up, her feet landing squarely on his balls. She continued jumping up and down, her massive thighs shaking with each landing. Matt screamed in agony as his balls were crushed under her weight. He could feel them being squished and squeezed, the pressure building to the point of pain.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Olga moaned, her body shuddering with each jump. "You love having your balls crushed under my feet, don't you, little bitch?"
Matt tried to scream again, but all that came out was a strangled groan. He could feel his balls being squished, the skin stretching tight. He could feel them swelling under Olga's feet, the pressure building to the point of pain.
He tried to squirm away, but the straps held him in place, leaving him completely at their mercy.
"Please," he begged, his voice hoarse with pain and humiliation.
Olga just laughed, her massive thighs shaking with exertion.
She jumped even harder, her massive feet landing with a thud that made Matt's balls jump and ache.
"Fuck, that's so good," Olga moaned, her body shuddering with each jump. "Your balls are so fucking squishy, little bitch.
I can feel them popping already," Olga taunted, her massive feet continuing to land on Matt's balls with a sickening thud. His screams of pain only spurred her on, making her jump even harder.
Fatima was next, her massive frame shaking with anticipation as she stepped onto the board. She positioned herself over Matt's balls and began to jump, her feet landing with a force that made the table shake. Matt's screams reached a new pitch as his balls were crushed under her weight.
He could feel them popping, one by one, like grapes under a stomper's feet. The pain was excruciating, unlike anything he had ever experienced. He could feel the hot, sticky mess of his own blood and cum leaking out, coating his thighs and the board beneath him.
Fatima's massive thighs quivered with exertion as she continued to jump, her feet landing with a sickening squelch on his ruined balls. She moaned in pleasure, her body shaking with each impact. "Fuck, that's so good," she gasped, her voice ragged with exertion and pleasure. "I can feel your balls popping, little bitch.
It's like fucking popcorn under my feet," Fatima taunted, her massive thighs quivering with exertion as she continued to jump on Matt's ruined balls. The table shook with each impact, and Matt's screams of pain filled the dungeon.
Olga stepped up next, her massive body shaking with anticipation as she positioned herself over Matt's mangled balls. "You're a fucking mess, little bitch," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
She began to grind her massive feet into his balls, her body swaying as she moved.
Matt's screams filled the dungeon, his body convulsing as Olga's feet continued to crush his mangled balls. She could feel them squishing under her feet, the hot, sticky mess of blood and cum coating her soles.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Olga moaned, her body shuddering with each grind. "You love having your balls crushed under my feet, don't you, little bitch? You love feeling my full weight on your pathetic little balls." She ground her feet harder, her massive thighs shaking with exertion. "You love being destroyed by my massive feet, don't you?"
Matt could only whimper in response, his body wracked with pain and humiliation.
He could feel his mangled balls throbbing under Olga's feet, the hot, sticky mess of blood and cum coating her soles. He could smell the musk of her sweat, could feel the heat of her body as she continued to grind her massive feet into him. "You love being destroyed by my massive feet, don't you? Who is next?
Lucille stepped up, her massive body trembling with anticipation. She looked down at Matt, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You're in for a treat, little bitch," she said, her voice a low purr. She positioned herself over his mangled balls, her massive thighs quivering as she prepared to jump.
Matt, barely conscious and in excruciating pain, managed to whisper, "Please... no more."
Lucille just laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, we're just getting started, little bitch," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "Mary can you restore them, make them bigger, and more sensitive to pain?" Daisy asked, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee.
Mary snapped her fingers, and suddenly, Matt's balls were back to normal and twice their original size, but they were now incredibly sensitive. He gasped in pain, the sudden sensitivity overwhelming him.
Fatima, Olga, and Lucille all stepped back, giving Daisy room to work. Daisy looked down at Matt, a wicked grin on her face. "You're going to regret ever looking at us, little bitch," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
She reached down and grabbed his balls, positioning them perfectly to begin her stomping . She lifted her massive foot and brought it down hard on his balls, making him scream in pain. She could feel them squishing under her foot, the hot, sticky mess of blood and cum coating her sole.
"Fuck, that's so hot," she moaned, her body shuddering with each stomp. He could feel his balls being squished and squeezed, the pressure building to the point of pain.
Daisy continued to stomp on his balls, her massive thighs shaking with exertion.
She could feel them popping under her foot, one by one, like grapes being crushed. The sound of his screams filled the dungeon, but she didn't care. She loved the power she had over him, loved hearing him beg for mercy.
"Please," he gasped, his voice hoarse with pain.
Daisy just laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. You fucking deserve this, you little shit."
She stomped even harder, her massive foot grinding against his balls, making them ache and throb.
"You fucking love this, don't you, you little shit? You love feeling my massive foot crush your pathetic little balls." She stomped even harder, her massive thighs shaking with exertion. He could feel his mangled balls throbbing under Daisy's foot, the hot, sticky mess of blood and cum coating her sole. He could smell the musk of her sweat, could feel the heat of her body as she continued to stomp on him.
His screams of pain filled the dungeon, but Daisy didn't care.
"Please what, you little shit?" Daisy taunted, her massive foot still grinding against his mangled balls. "Please stop?" she asked, a wicked grin on her face. "Please let me go?" she suggested, her voice dripping with malice. "Please fuck my massive foot with your pathetic little cock?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee. Matt whimpered in response, his body wracked with pain and humiliation.
she repeated, her massive foot still grinding against his mangled balls. she asked again, her voice dripping with malice. she suggested, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee. she asked, her voice a low purr.
Matt hesitated, his mind racing with pain and humiliation. Daisy's foot continued to grind against his balls, making them ache and throb.
Matt could feel the heat of her sole, the rough texture of her skin rubbing against his sensitive flesh. He could smell the musk of her sweat, could feel the power she held over him.
"Please," he gasped again, his voice barely a whisper. "Please what, little shit?" Daisy taunted, her voice dripping with malice. she asked, her massive foot still grinding against his balls. "Who is next?
Mary stepped forward, her massive body shaking with anticipation. She looked down at Matt, a wicked grin on her face. "I think it's time to show this little shit what happens when you fuck with us," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
Mary positioned herself over Matt's mangled balls, her massive thighs quivering as she prepared to sit on him. She looked down at him, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You're going to love this, little bitch," she said, her voice a low purr.
She slowly lowered herself onto his balls, her massive ass pressing down on them with a sickening squelch.
Matt screamed in agony as his mangled balls were crushed under her weight. He could feel the heat of her ass, the soft, smooth skin pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Fuck, that's so good," Mary moaned, her body shuddering as she began to grind her massive ass on his balls. "You love having your balls crushed under my fat ass, don't you, little bitch?
You love feeling me squish your pathetic little balls like they're nothing more than a fucking grape." Mary's voice was a low growl, dripping with malice as she continued to grind her massive ass on Matt's mangled balls. He could feel them swelling under her ass, the skin stretching tight.
Mary continued to grind her ass on his balls, her massive thighs shaking with exertion. She could feel them popping under her ass, one by one, like grapes being crushed.
The sound of his screams filled the dungeon, but Mary didn't care.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Mary moaned, her body shuddering with each grind. "You love having your balls crushed under my fat ass, don't you, little shit? You love feeling me squish your pathetic little balls like they're nothing more than a fucking grape."
Matt's face was contorted in pain, his eyes watering as he tried to squirm away from Mary's massive ass.
"Please stop."
Mary just laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. She ground her ass even harder on his balls, making them ache and throb.
Matt could feel his balls being squished and squeezed, the pressure building to the point of pain. He could smell the musk of her sweat, could feel the heat of her body as she continued to grind her massive ass on him. A wicked grin crossed her lips. She stood up, snapped her fingers and suddenly, his balls were restored, twice as big and twice as sensitive. Mary was holding a large ball crusher device, she stepped over him and straddled his chest, her massive thighs on either side of his head. "You're going to love this, little bitch," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
She slowly lowered the ball crusher device onto his massive, sensitive balls. He could feel the cold metal against his skin, the pressure building as she began to tighten the screws. He could feel his balls being squeezed, the pressure building to the point of pain.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Mary moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to tighten the screws.
"You love having your balls crushed under my ball crusher, don't you, little shit?"
Matt could feel his balls being squeezed tighter and tighter, the pressure building to the point of pain. He could feel them swelling under the device, the skin stretching tight. He could hear the wet squelch of his own cum leaking out, coating his thighs and the device. You're enjoying this too much," she said, her voice dripping with malice as she tightened the device faster .
Matt's face was contorted in pain, his eyes watering as he tried to squirm away from the device. "Please stop," he begged, his voice hoarse with pain and humiliation. You're enjoying this too much," she said, her voice dripping with malice as she continued to tighten the device. He could feel the hot, sticky mess of his own cum leaking out, coating his thighs and the device. Mary loosened the crusher all the way. Matt's balls were still inside but there was room to move a bit. Mary called daisy over. As daisy placed her hands on the crusher, Mary snapped her fingers and suddenly, the crusher had sharp metal spikes on the inside. Daisy's eyes widened in excitement and she began to tighten the screws. Matt screamed in pain as the spikes dug into his sensitive balls. He could feel the sharp points piercing his skin, drawing blood. The pressure was intense, and he could feel his balls swelling and throbbing.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Daisy moaned, her massive thighs quivering as she continued to tighten the screws. "You love having your balls spiked and crushed, don't you, little shit?"
Matt could only whimper in response, his body wracked with pain. He could feel the spikes digging deeper, the pressure building to the point of agony.
His screams filled the dungeon, echoing off the cold stone walls. Daisy's eyes gleamed with sadistic glee as she continued to tighten the screws, her massive thighs shaking with exertion.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Daisy moaned, her voice a low growl. "You're loving this, aren't you, little shit? You fucking love having your balls spiked and crushed."
Matt could only whimper in response, his body convulsing with pain. He could feel the hot, sticky mess of his own blood and cum leaking out, coating his thighs and the device.
Daisy's massive thighs quivered as she continued to tighten the screws, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee. You love feeling my massive hands crush your pathetic little balls." He could feel the spikes digging deeper, the pressure building to the point of agony. His screams filled the dungeon, echoing off the cold stone walls.
Daisy's massive hands continued to tighten the screws, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck, that's so hot," she moaned.
"I can feel your blood and cum leaking out, little bitch. You're a fucking mess." Daisy's voice was laced with malice as she continued to tighten the screws, her massive hands squeezing the life out of Matt's balls.
Matt's screams had turned into guttural groans, his body convulsing with pain. He could feel the spikes digging deeper, the pressure building to the point of no return. He was going to pass out, he was sure of it.
Daisy kept tightening until it was all the way down , the spikes digging deep into his flesh. He could feel his balls swelling, the skin stretching tight. He was leaking blood and cum, the hot mess coating his thighs and the device.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Daisy panted, her massive thighs quivering. "You're a fucking mess, little bitch. Look at you, leaking all over the place."
Olga stepped up next, her massive body trembling with anticipation. "You're in for a treat, little bitch," she said, her voice dripping with malice. She positioned herself over his mangled balls, her massive thighs quivering as she prepared to sit on him.
Olga just laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine.
Daisy removed the crusher and mary snapped her fingers, restoring his balls again as olga sat down hard on his chest, facing his balls. Mary snapped her fingers again "give Olga's hands the crishing strength of 1000 men " and suddenly Olga's hands became incredibly strong. She grabbed his balls with both hands and began to squeeze them hard. Matt screamed in agony as his balls were crushed under Olga's powerful hands.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Olga moaned, her massive thighs shaking with exertion. "You love having your balls crushed under my hands, don't you, little shit?
Olga's massive hands continued to squeeze his balls, her fingers digging into his sensitive flesh.
Matt could feel them swelling under her grip, the skin stretching tight. He could feel the pressure building, the pain intensifying with each squeeze.
"Fuck, that's so good," Olga moaned, her massive thighs quivering as she continued to crush his balls. "You're such a pathetic little bitch, aren't you? You love having your balls destroyed by a real woman." He could feel the hot, sticky mess of his own blood and cum leaking out, coating his thighs and Olga's massive hands as they were close to popping.
Olga looked down at the mess, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I'm going to pop them. As soon as Inhear them pop, I'm going to rip them completely off of you!" Olga growled, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee. Matt's screams reached a new pitch, his body convulsing as he tried to squirm away from Olga's powerful hands. But it was no use. He was completely at her mercy.
Olga's massive hands continued to squeeze and twist his balls, the pressure building to the point of no return. Matt could feel them swelling, the skin stretching tight. He could feel the hot, sticky mess of his own blood and cum leaking out, coating his thighs and Olga's hands.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Olga moaned, her massive thighs quivering as she continued to destroy his balls.
"I can feel them popping, little bitch. She looked down at the hot, sticky mess coating her hands and his thighs, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I'm going to rip them off, you little shit. You're going to fucking love it."
Matt's screams filled the dungeon, his body convulsing as he tried to squirm away from Olga's powerful hands. He could feel them swelling, the skin stretching tight.
He was leaking blood and cum, the hot mess coating his thighs and Olga's massive hands as they were close to popping. Olga squeezed as hard as she could , her massive hands trembling with exertion. "Fuck, that's so hot," she moaned, her voice a low growl. Suddenly there was a loud pop and she could feel his balls turn to mush
under her fingers. She squeezed even harder and another pop sounded. She could feel his balls turning to liquid under her fingers. She was loving this. She could feel the hot sticky mess of his cum and blood coating her hands and his thighs.
She looked down at the mess, a wicked grin spreading across her face. " She wrapped her fingers tightly around tje base of his sack and pulled with all her might
. Matt screamed in agony as his balls were ripped from his body. The hot, sticky mess of blood and cum coated her hands and his thighs as she held up his mangled sack for everyone to see.
"Look at that," Olga said, her voice dripping with malice. "A real man's balls. Not like those pathetic little things you had before."
She tossed the mangled sack aside.
Mary laughed wickedly and snapped her fingers once more. The detached balls were restored and sitting on the table in the middle of the room. Baseball bats had appeared in all the women's hands. Matt was suddenly aware that he could still feel his balls even though they were across the room on the table. He looked up at Mary, confusion and fear in his eyes. "What the fuck did you do to me, you crazy bitch?" he spat, his voice laced with pain and anger.
Mary just smiled, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Oh, Matt," she said, her voice a low purr. "You have no idea what I'm capable of. But you're about to find out." She motioned to all the women to walk to the table with their bats . They all surrounded the table, each one of them looking down at Matt's restored balls. Mary turned to Matt and said, "You're going to watch us destroy your balls again, and you're going to fucking love it." She turned to the women and said, "Let's start with Fatima. She's going to go first."
Fatima stepped up to the table, her massive body shaking with anticipation. She looked down at Matt's balls, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "You're a fucking piece of shit, Matt," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
She picked up a baseball bat and brought it down hard on his balls, making him scream in pain. "You think you can talk to us like that? You think you can fuck with us and get away with it?"
Fatima's massive thighs quivered as she brought the bat down again and again, each blow making Matt scream in agony. She could feel the hot, sticky mess of his blood and cum coating her bat, could smell the musk of his sweat as he writhed in pain.
"You fucking love this, don't you, you little shit?" she taunted, her voice a low growl. "You love feeling my massive bat crush your pathetic little balls."
Matt could only whimper in response, his body convulsing as he tried to squirm away from the bat. He was completely at Fatima's mercy.
She brought the bat down again and again, each blow making him scream louder and louder. He could feel the hot, sticky mess of his own blood and cum leaking out, coating the table and Fatima's bat.
Fatima's massive thighs quivered as she continued to bring the bat down, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee.
"You're a fucking mess, little bitch," she panted, her voice laced with malice. "Look at you, leaking all over the place. You fucking love this, don't you?" He was sure they were going to explode at any moment.
Fatima stepped back, panting and grinning, her massive tits heaving with exertion. She passed the bat to Olga, who took it eagerly, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee.
"Alright, you little shit," Olga said, her voice dripping with malice. "Let's see what I can do with these pathetic little balls of yours." She brought the bat down hard, making Matt scream even louder than before. He could feel the impact all the way up his spine, the pain radiating through his entire body.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Olga moaned, her massive thighs quivering as she brought the bat down again and again.
"You're a fucking piece of shit, Matt. You think you can talk to us like that?
Matt's screams filled the dungeon, his body convulsing as he tried to squirm away from the bat. He was completely at Olga's mercy.
Olga's massive thighs quivered as she continued to bring the bat down, her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee. You love feeling my massive bat crush your pathetic little balls. Who is next?
Mary asked, her voice dripping with malice as she looked around at the other women. Lucille stepped forward, her massive body trembling with anticipation.
Lucille's massive thighs quivered as she brought the bat down again and again, each blow making Matt scream in agony.
Mary spoke up, "I have a fun idea. Let's leave him here and take these balls with us and see what kind of fun we can have with them." she said, her voice dripping with malice. The women all nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with excitement. Mary grabbed the ballsack and dropped it into her purse "Let's go," she said, her voice dripping with malice. The women all followed her out of the dungeon, leaving Matt alone in the darkness.
They made their way back to Mary's house, their laughter and chatter filling the air. Once inside, they all gathered in the living room, their massive bodies shaking with anticipation. Mary pulled out the ballsack from her purse and placed it on the coffee table.
"Alright, ladies," she said, her voice a low purr. "Who wants to go first?" The women all looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with excitement. Fatima stepped forward, her massive thighs quivering as she knelt down in front of the coffee table.
She looked at the ballsack, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I'll go first," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
She picked up the ballsack, her massive hands wrapping around it like a vice. And threw it hard against the wall , making it splat and stick there. "That's for calling us fat, you little shit," she growled, her voice dripping with malice.
Next was Olga, she picked up the ballsack and squeezed it hard, making it ooze cum and blood all over her hands. "This is for making fun of our love for animals," she said, her voice laced with anger. She then threw it at the floor and stomped on it with her massive foot, making it squish and pop under her heel.
Lucille was next, she picked up the ballsack and brought it to her mouth, licking and sucking on it like a lollipop.
"This is for being a fucking asshole to us," she said, her voice dripping with malice. She then bit down hard on it, making Matt scream in pain from across town. She spit it out and said, "Now it's time for some real fun." She picked up the ballsack and placed it on the coffee table, then she sat down hard on it
, her massive ass squishing it flat. Matt screamed in agony from across town, his body convulsing as he felt his balls being crushed under Lucille's massive weight.
Mary laughed wickedly and said, "That's just the beginning, little bitch. Now it's my turn." She walked over to the coffee table, her massive hips swaying. She looked down at the mess of blood and cum that used to be Matt's balls, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
She picked up the mangled sack, her massive hands wrapping around it like a vice.
She brought it up to her face, inhaling deeply. "Mmm, I can still smell your pathetic little cum on this," she said, her voice a low growl. She looked down at the other women, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Who wants to taste it with me?"
She walked intonthe kitchen and grabbed a frying pan.
She placed the mangled sack in the pan and turned on the stove to medium heat. The other women watched in anticipation as Mary began to cook Matt's balls.
"Mmm, I can smell them already," Mary said, her voice a low purr. "I bet they're going to taste fucking amazing."
The other women nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
Mary flipped the sack in the pan, the sizzling sound filling the kitchen. She looked over at the other women, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"Who wants to try a bite?" she asked, her voice dripping with malice.
Fatima was the first to volunteer, her massive body trembling with anticipation.
She walked over to Mary, her massive thighs quivering as she knelt down in front of her. She looked up at Mary, her eyes gleaming with lust.
"Please, Mary," she begged, her voice a low purr. "Let me taste them."
Mary smiled wickedly and nodded, handing Fatima the frying pan. Fatima took it eagerly, her massive hands wrapping around the handle. She looked down at the mangled sack, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
She brought the pan up to her face, inhaling deeply. "Mmm, I can smell them already," she said, her voice a low growl. She looked up at Mary, her eyes gleaming with lust.
"Can I use my fingers?"
Mary nodded, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Be my guest," she said.
Fatima stuck her massive fingers into the pan, scooping up a chunk of the cooked ballsack. She brought her fingers up to her mouth, licking and sucking on them greedily.
"Fuck, that's so good," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. "It tastes even better than I imagined."
The other women watched in anticipation, their bodies trembling with excitement.
"Let me try," Olga said, her voice a low growl. She pushed Fatima out of the way, her massive body shaking with anticipation.
She stuck her own fingers into the pan, scooping up a large chunk of the cooked ballsack. She brought her fingers up to her mouth, her eyes locked onto Mary's as she began to lick and suck on them.
"Fuck, that's so good," she moaned, her massive thighs quivering. "It's like eating a fucking steak, but better."
Mary laughed wickedly, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I'm glad you like it," she said, her voice a low purr. "But I think it's time for the main course." She turned off the stove and picked up the pan, carrying it over to the dining table. She set it down in the middle, the mangled sack still sizzling in the pan.
The women all gathered around, their massive bodies trembling with anticipation. Mary looked at each of them, her eyes gleaming with malice.
She grabbed a cutting board and a knife and began to chop the mangled sack into smaller pieces.
"Who wants to start?"
She reached out and grabbed a piece of the chopped ballsack, bringing it up to her mouth.
She moaned as she bit down on it, her massive thighs quivering as she chewed and swallowed.
"Fuck, that's so good," she said, her voice a low growl. "I can still taste his cum."
Olga was next, she grabbed a piece and brought it up to her mouth, licking and sucking on it like a lollipop.
"I can taste his fear and pain in every bite." "Can I have more?" "Of course, my dear," she said, her voice a low purr. "But first, let's make this a little more... interactive."
She snapped her fingers and suddenly, Matt was standing in the middle of the dining room, his hands bound behind his back, his eyes wide with terror. He was completely naked, his mangled ballsack still oozing blood and cum.
His eyes darted from one woman to the next, fear and desperation written all over his face.
Mary walked over to him, her massive hips swaying. She grabbed him by the chin, her massive fingers digging into his flesh.
"You see what we've done to you, little bitch?" "You see what we can do to you?"
Matt could only whimper in response, his body shaking with fear and pain.
Mary smiled wickedly and turned to the other women. "Who wants to have some fun with him first?"
Fatima stepped forward, her massive thighs quivering with anticipation. "I do," she said, her voice a low growl.
She walked over to Matt, her massive body trembling with anticipation. She grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head back and exposing his throat. She leaned in, her massive tits pressing against his chest as she kissed him roughly, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth.
Matt struggled against her grip, but it was no use. He could feel her massive hands roaming over his body, squeezing and pinching his flesh as she kissed him roughly.
Fatima broke away from the kiss, her eyes gleaming with lust. She looked down at Matt's cock, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Look at that little thing," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
"It's pathetic. Just like you." She wrapped her massive hand around his cock, her fingers barely able to fit around it. She began to stroke it roughly, her massive hand moving up and down with ease.
Matt moaned in pain and pleasure, his body convulsing as Fatima continued to stroke him. He could feel his cock growing hard in her massive hand, could feel the blood rushing to it as she squeezed and stroked.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Fatima moaned, her massive thighs quivering as she continued to stroke him. "You're getting hard for me, aren't you, little bitch?Mary snapped and restored his balls to normal.
Fatima let go of his cock and stepped back, her massive body trembling with anticipation. "I think it's time for me to have some fun with him," she said, her voice a low growl.
She walked over to Matt, her massive thighs quivering as she knelt down in front of him. She looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with lust.
She reached out and grabbed his cock, her massive hand wrapping around it like a vice. Olga untied him and Fatima pulled him across the room roughly by his cock.