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This story was inspired by: http://bbstories-number2.blogspot.com/2007/08/punishment-room.html
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-Dylan
Then you have me, a nobody who could only dream about getting a shot with Claire. But, one day I got a text from an unidentified number. It read "hey Dylan, it's Claire! Do you wanna hang out at my place? I wanna try something with you!" She included her address.
Well... This just about made me cream in my shorts on the spot! I quickly replied "yeah! I'll be there in 10 minutes!" To which she relied, "can't wait ;)"
I quickly drive to her house, knocked on the door, and Claire invited me into her home. "I have everything set up in the back room...you can take your clothes off in the bathroom first. Sound good?" My massive erection made her giggle and say "that looks like a yes! Go get undressed!"
I quickly got undressed in her bathroom, and walked to the back room she was talking about. As soon as I opened the door, Claire came up to me in just her bra and panties. "Close your eyes," she said, "you'll love this!" I closed my eyes and she led me by the hand through the room until we stopped about 30 feet in.
"Lay down on this" she said. Eyes still closed, my hand was directed to what felt like a recliner. I laid down in it, and she said "you'll be able to open your eyes in just a minute." I felt something circle around my arms and legs, and got a bit worried.
"Okay Dylan, open them!" Claire said as another bar circled my torso. "This machine is currently the best testicular torture machine on the market! And I'm going to test it out on you!"
Something probed my junk, separated my balls, and clamped down on them just enough to have a grip. I squirmed a bit, but then the slight ache from the clamp made me stop.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked her.
"I'm testing it on you, and I plan to use it on a few of the douchebags at school." (She was a high-school senior) "I'll simply lure them here like I just lured you, and get them into this contraption. Then I make them promise to do whatever I want or pay the price."
I dared not ask what the price was, but she kinda read my mind.
"What is the price, you ask?" she said. "Well, you're about to find out!" She pushed a button and the machine clamped down on my balls at a frightening pressure. I started screaming in agony and Claire just laughed at me. "Aww..." she said, "my machine is too much for your little balls?" She laughed again as waves of horrible ball pain shot through my body. Eventually, she pushed another button that made the clamps let up. I started sobbing quietly and Claire clapped happily. "This is great!" She said.
"Claire...please..." I managed to spit out, "let me go! It hurts so bad! I just wanna die when you do that to me!"
"Oh, you mean when I do this?" She said as she hit another button. The clamps tightened again and I screamed bloody murder. My nuts were on fire, and there was nothing I could do to make it stop! All I could do was sit there and endure whatever she did to me. I was completely at her mercy. Or the lack thereof. Claire turned the machine off again and I kept blubbering like a whiny child.
"I'll let you go on one condition," she said, "I'm going to strap this little contraption onto your junk, just as a little insurance package. Pardon the pun. I want to test this thing out, plus I don't want you blabbing your mouth off to anybody about my little machine. Got it?"
I nodded my head 'yes,' still sobbing from the unbearable ache in my balls. Claire released me from the machine, but promptly snapped a little metal gadget onto my junk. She pulled out her iPhone, pressed a few buttons, and the pain shot up my abdomen again. I dropped to the ground, and the pressure stopped.
"Just had to make sure it works. And for your information, I really don't care how much pain I put you in. I could pop your worthless testicles with this little thing and think nothing of it!" Wow...I was terrified! This sweet girl had just completely dominated me, and didn't care at all if she castrated me! For some reason, I couldn't help but be just a little bit turned on...
[To be continued]
