You have but to accept

You have a mortgage, your credit cards are maxed out so you have **** but to give in.

"Ok, Stephanie. I will have to accept the punishment you chose but please make sure there is no permanent damage."

She got close and grabbed your groin through your pants. Your clothes offered more concealment than cover. Her thumb caught the top of your dick but her other fingers wrapped around your left testicle so her grip was effective.

As soon as she squeezed, Stephanie saw the reactions she had seen so many guys to do in similar situations and confirmed what her hand felt.

Smiling in triumph and maintaining her painful grip she commanded "I will do my best now, strip from the waist down and get on all fourths on top of my desk."

Full of shame you kick off your shoes, pull your trousers down, and after a brief hesitation also your boxers. Thankfully you have nothing to be ashamed of.

Stephanie can't believe her luck. She has always detested Tom. When they were at the same rank he would act all lustful around her and now it was time for payback. It was a nice plus to see he had very large balls and a more than decent dick.

As soon as Tom was on the desk, his butt and hanging nuts facing her she took a bunch of rubber bands and put them around the neck of his scrotum, securing his low-hanging balls down.

With total authority, she told him "Keep your legs spread and try not to make much noise or I will terminate your contract."

You looked back over your shoulder and found her in her bra, fists up and looking like she knew her boxing.

Her fists went to work in a fast and accurate one-two. It was so quick it almost felt like a single long blow. Your balls flew around but the bands kept them together and made them go back to their original position. She kept the one-twos flowing while you groaned in pain and made a supreme effort to avoid protecting your nuts. She finally stopped and scooping your balls up told you

"Do you know what was my biggest motivation to make the extra effort and secure this promotion? It was to finally have you by the balls!" She emphasized the last part closing her feminine fist around Tom's manly balls. "And you see Tommy boy, now I will make you regret all your past bad behavior." She squeezed a little harder for effect and he couldn't stop a pitiful whine.

"OK, enough rest, let's practice my jab and uppercut."

The straight jab was similar to the blows he'd been receiving but the ascending uppercut hit your balls from a different angle, triggering a different kind of pain. This went on forever until she got tired and told you you would continue after the lunch break.

You got dressed and tried to leave her office. Walking to the door felt like running a marathon but the worst was yet to come, you had to go by the desk of her secretary and then through the sales area where all 5 agents were young and attractive women. Taking a deep breath you opened the door and began walking as normally as possible albeit a little too slow. The ladies immediately noticed something odd and looked at you with poorly disguised smiles. Everybody knew Stephanie was famous for her incident with a pretty drunk Director from another division at the end-of-year party. The whole company was there when the guy manhandled her into the dance floor and put his hands around her waist low enough it had changed name. She was not even a manager yet and probably any other young woman would have just quietly pushed him away and left the party as fast as possible but not her. There would always be doubts if she stomped her high heel on his foot to attract attention or not but due to his loud yelp the follow-up knee was witnessed by everyone there, including the new female CEO. It was fast, accurate and so strong all he could do was grab his groin and fall to his knees in agony.

In different circumstances, her reaction could have had definitive consequences for her but his hands were grabbing her butt so obviously the punishment went his way. It might have even worked in her favor considering her promotion was ordered from the top and shortly after.

Yes, Tom was sure the women possibly believed he had been out of place and she had given him a taste of her signature knee. In any case, he kept going, trying to reach his cubicle so he could finally be out of sight and sit. He was about 15 feet from her door when Stephanie peered out and asked him something she already knew. When he tried to answer, finding his voice was unexpectedly hard, and even when it came out if sounded funny. He immediately saw in her eyes that her whole intention was to **** him to speak and expose him even more. He was red with shame which also did not go unnoticed but at least after answering he could walk the rest of the way to his chair and take a rest. After all the lunch break was only 30 minutes and he knew his ordeal was not over.