Game time!

You slowly come to and realize you are being bound in the corner of the ring. Tim and Susan are finishing trapping you with woven nylon bands. You are spread eagle and suspended in the corner. Your legs are tightly secured at the ankles to the middle ropes, and your wrists similarly tied to the top rope.

Susan notices you are awake and flashes a sadistic smile! “Are you back with us, Ken?” She steps to you and unexpectedly gives you a passionate kiss!

“You definitely got your little dick knocked in the dirt, baby! But don’t worry, now we’re going to have some fun! Tim and I have a game for you!”

You wince as Susan gives you a couple not so gentle slaps to your swollen, tender balls. She then pulls up on your thong, looping the back of it around the corner post, obscenely stretching the spandex and giving you a painful wedgie. The emasculating wedgie also perfectly reveals the pitifully small bulge of your tender, wimpy nuts, the fabric of your thong pulled so tight as to expose the sides of your meager testicles. Susan laughs at your predicament and steps back to join Tim.

They both stand about six feet away from you, with a bucket full of tennis balls at their feet. Susan explains, “Tim and I are going to play a little game of tennis…we’ll take turns and try to hit your little nuts!” They both laugh as your eyes widen in fear. Tim guffaws, “It’s gonna be tough to hit such a small target!”

Susan continues, “Just like tennis, we’ll play games, first to six wins the match. The winner gets to pick a punishment for you!”

You begin to plead, “W-w-wait…please…” but Susan grabs a ball and lobs it. Your eyes bulge and your pleas turn into a shriek as the ball smacks directly into your dangling nuts. White hot pain explodes between your legs. Your testicles cannot retract due to the silicon ring wrapped around your genitalia.

You pant and gag from the explosive pain when another ball hits hard on your inner thigh. “Oooh, narrow miss!” Susan teases Tim, “15-0.” She then grabs another ball and WHAM nails your defenseless balls again, making the little orbs jiggle as you gag, the pain excruciating.

You barely have time to process the white hot pain of Susan’s second direct hit when Tim fires his next effort. The tennis ball smashes into your soft, weak nuts with horrific ****. You scream in agony as pain explodes in your genitalia. Susan winces sympathetically while Tim laughs at your suffering and comments, “15 to 30, I’m catching up!”

You sob and shake, helpless and completely ****. You cannot withstand another blow to your beaten, sensitive balls. But your fears are quickly realized as Susan smashes another tennis ball hard into your fragile sex organs, immediately followed by another devastating direct hit from Tim, once more thrown with ferocious ****.

The back to back impacts to your already pulverized gonads, particularly Tim’s merciless, crushing follow up, nearly rupture your puny little nuts. You sag against your bonds after tensing fiercely from the agony of the impacts to your most ****, sensitive flesh.

You hang, whimpering and gagging, unprepared for a final manhood smashing tennis ball thrown from Susan, securing a first game victory for your voluptuous ex-girlfriend. Your eyes roll and you nearly pass out as another unbearable wave of white hot pain floods through you.