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Zara walks behind you and places her hand along your testicles. She gives them a squeeze for 10 seconds before letting go. "Ahhhh!" You yell out, but right as you begin

Punch

Punch

PUNCH

Zara floors you with 3 increasingly hard blows to your balls. You reactively cover up, a luxury that has been foreign to you, and roll to your side. Zara sat on her knees behind you, and reached over, grabbing onto your cock. You didn't want much more pain, and Zara could tell.

"They're swelling up a lot. You could probably use a release." She purred at you. Your dick throbbed in her hand, and she rubbed the tip of her index finger along the head of your penis, forcing it to twitch a few times. Zara giggled while she looked at the spectacle.

As she began stroking you, you slowly opened up to her. She swiftly set on of your legs over to her side, so you were open and facing her. You looked straight ahead and watched a show; Zara quickly pumping your member for what it was worth. As you felt the weight of the pain leave you, you moved your hands away and set them on the floor, prompting Zara to move up on you.

She rubbed her clit along your penis, slowly giving you a feel for her world.