Try to run

You’re not sure how this might turn out, but have a bad feeling. You quickly try to duck under Sharn and escape, but a heavy set of hands catches your arm and drags you back into a squishy pair of tits. “Where are you going! We’ve barely said hello, I think someone needs to learn some manners”

You’re dragged backwards, head practically enveloped in the half orcs pillowy breasts. “Yeah he’s seemed squirrelly the whole time, but couldn’t seem to take his eyes of my tits, maybe the two of us could teach him lesson aye sis?” You hear sharn say in agreement.

“Ooh can we play suck of war? It’s been so long since we lasted played, winner takes his cock?” Asks the younger sister excitedly. The game sounds pleasant enough, but you sense “takes his cock” may not be in the context you’re hoping for.

“Fine, but I choose the nut this time, you always go for the biggest and get more grip.” Says Sharn as if you’re not even in the room as the room talk about your manhood like playthings. You’re dragged to the middle of the room where the two sisters strip you down, bind your legs and arms, then string you up from a rafter in the ceiling.

“Hmm rather on the small side isn’t he sis?” The younger one comments on your genitals hanging in front of her face, giving them a few painful pokes in the process. “Yeah well we have to take what we can get sometimes sis, besides I’ve not seen one of his kind before so I’d hoped he’d have a few surprises. Still we know how to have a good time regardless of the pieces we play with, right?” Her sister nods in agreement, still watching your nuts swing below your legs before saying, “yeah well, let’s just get started”.

The girls line themselves up between your legs, examining your manhood in detail. “Hmm, surprisingly symmetrical but I think I’ll take lefty, I know you prefer the bigger one anyway so you can have the right”. You’re wondering what take lefty means when the larger orc woman leans and sucks on your sack, carefully sucking in your left nut until you feel it being **** against her teeth by her tongue.

The younger sister follows suit on the right side, only her sucking is more gentle, making your nut feel warm and safe rather than in the jaws of a hungry predator. Once both girls have a ball secured, they look to each other, nod and suck down hard. You feel your nuts stretch slowly sliding to the back of their throats and beyond, pain starting to emanate from the stretched out cords. Just when you think your nuts cant be stretched any further the girls begin to lean back, adding further weight to the pulling of your balls.

The pain increases dramatically and you become convinced the woman are trying to swallow the balls whole, the tight suction on your nuts barely giving up. Slowly your nuts begin to slide from their tight throats, gradually moving toward the opening of their mouth, but not relieving any of the strain on them. It’s your right nut that reaches the end of the younger girls mouth first, giving you hope it will slip free before the pain of it catching against teeth dismisses any notion it may be about to escape.

Soon after your left nut also begins to grind against the front teeth of the other woman, bulging out against the hard surfaces and forming a small bubble in the gap she left open for the cord to pass through. The girls continue to lean further and further until they’re practically parallel to the floor. Your nuts are straining in pain against their teeth and you feel that they don’t have long left before they give to squeeze through the small gap available to them.

“SQUICK” your right testicle gives out, the small bubble previously bulging from between the younger sister’s teeth swelling up as it loses it natural rigidity and it’s contents shoot out between the gap. “Damn, guess you win sis” the younger one says frustratingly, swatting the pulped remains of your testicle, causing it to swing wildly from its hyper extended cord.

“Aww don’t be so down karla, how about we finish this off with a round of whiffle ball?” Sharn asks, spitting out your last testicle and letting it hang by the saggy remains of it brother. “Yeah that’ll be fun” the girl you now know is Karla says, perking up at the prospect of what you assume is another **** for you last testicle.