Dom Brothel

 Dom Brothel, by kickpom 07-12-2012

This is a world where females are dominant and men are submissive.

I've recently found a new job, one that gives men a decent enough pay to get by. I work in a ballbusting brothel where women come to unwind their stressful day. I arrived on my first shift prompt and was ordered into the clinic room by the female clerk. Inside the clinic was a female doctor, a beautiful blonde who was sitting cross legged wearing her doctor's outfit with a short skirt and heels.

"Ah come in, take your clothes off and let's get through this" she said. I quietly obeyed and quickly stripped done to my underwear.

"you won't be needing your boxers in here, don't be shy". I hesitated but knew I would have to agree. I felt her eyes burning into the back of my head as I pulled down my boxers, revealing my package. I tried not to look at the nurse to avoid an embarrassing hard on.

"perfect! Our clients absolutely love big balls. the bigger the better, the harder the better is the motto in here" she was referring to kicking, not hard cocks unfortunately. I laughed nervously as I stood naked in front of the doc. she began to take notes on her clipboard.

"you have a decent sized member too, not too big, not too small. perfect target. our clientele will love that." she looked up at me,

"lucky for you, this is a more luxurious brothel. you'll find that we have the more sophisticated and more attractive ladies busting our men's balls". she giggled and stood up. I gulped as she grabbed a small black collar to tie around my nut sack. The nurse walked up to me and lifted my growing penis up out of the way then reached around the back of my sack and tied the collar around the top of my ballbag. This made my balls hang lower and budge out from below.

"great! this means you're ready to be kicked!" you can make your way to the wreck room with the other men. I'll dispose of your clothes". I nodded, leaving the room and shuffling off down the corridor with the slightly uncomfortable collar wrapped around my manhood.

Upon entering the next room, I was greeted by the other males. There were 10 of us in here, naked apart from our black nut collars. Before we could get well acquainted, the bell rang, signalling that clients arrived. quickly and quietly, all of the men walked into the front hall with me in between them, I was just following the herd. we stood in a line in front of the back wall, the floor was draped with soft red carpet and the room had an overall upmarket feel. two women who were in charge stood next to our line while an older male stood by the door. He was wearing nothing but a tie and a white nut collar. white nut collars signified that the balls have been destroyed, ruptured, or crushed. basically meaning they were useless, they were replaced with silicone implants and the ex men used as house slaves. the old man promptly opened the door and in walked two women wearing long fur coats, it must have been cold outside. the man took their coats and

hung them up in the cloak room while the ladies eyed us all up. Both ladies looked after their figure well, both were tall, slim and had well rounded boobs. The one on the right was a brunette with long straight hair and the other was a blonde with curly hair.

"so, ladies", said the hostess, "stilettos again?"

the lady on the left quickly responded "ohhh yes please!"

while the lady on the right was a bit more indecisive, "hmm, last week one of my slaves nuts ruptured sooner than I wanted thanks to the stilettos. I'll try the sandals"

the hostess snapped her fingers and two more slaves came out holding red cushions with the shoes on top of them. The two slaves are also wearing ties and white collars. I shuddered as they approached the ladies with zero confidence while trying to remain elegant. The curly haired lady quickly snatched the white stilettos out of the cushion and as she slipped her boots off, the slave promptly bent over on all fours so she could sit on him as a chair. She sat down and eagerly put the pointy toed shoes of destruction on. The brunette picked up the black strappy sandals by their heel straps and waited for her slave to get on all fours - which he did obediently like clockwork. She sat down and took off her wellies, revealing a beautiful pair of well pedicured feet. She slipped the sandals on and tied the diamond encrusted straps. The slave next to me elbowed me and snapped me out of my gaze, I noticed my cock was growing which was a sure fire sign of

getting picked on so I quickly looked away, trying to keep my cock from getting rock hard.

"Now ladies, you may pick your slaves," said the hostess.

The brunette stood in front of us with her hands on her hips and said seductively "right, two of you will be my lucky slaves". The slightly short red curly haired lady stood next to her in the same posture and said,

"well, i've only got room for one, and guess what?" she pulled out a rupture token - meaning that she was allowed to rupture the balls of one slave. Fear struck my heart, as did every other slaves'. The brunette retorted;

"so have I, that will be saved for the weaker of my two subs". I now knew I had a 1 in 5 chance of losing my balls on my first day, and I wasn't looking forward to it! The white collared slaves hastily made their way out of the room as the two ladies split up and started inspecting us from either side. I was in the middle of the 10 guys lined up.

The procedure here was simple. the lady kicks each sub once to gauge whether or not she wants to choose him. The first kick decides how the rest of the evening pans out for the sub. if the sub falls straight to the floor, he is used as a free gimp for that lady. This means that he would be tied to a cross with arms and legs spread out so that he could get his balls pummeled with ease. This is supposed to toughen the weak subs up however in a lot of cases, the ladies go too far and end up destroying his balls before he even gets a chance to be used normally! for those who are able to remain standing, it's down to the woman's discretion who they wish to take. Some women prefer the men who double over in pain so they can easily see the pain they inflict on the slave, while others prefer more of a challenge so they go for the ones who barely flinch when getting kicked at first. although all that macho-ness changes in the session chamber. it was just a guessing game for us slaves as to which type these ladies are after. The stiletto donned lady began by swiftly punting the first slave square in the balls. He screamed in agony and doubled over. She looked at the next slave mercilessly and slowly shifted towards him. the brunette swung her foot firmly into the first slaves balls on the other end causing him to double over. she quickly moved on to the next one and eyed him up. This second slave was more of the muscular type, with a cocky look in his eye. she took an instant disliking to him so decided to kick him extra hard on purpose hoping he'd fall. she stepped back, swung her leg full force and slammed her foot into the slaves balls sending him crashing to the ground instantly like a whimp.

"looks like I found my gimp!" she said gleefully as one of the hostesses snapped her fingers, signalling another slave in to escort him to her chamber. she quickly moved on to the next one who was standing next to me. I looked back over and caught a glimpse of the other lady snapping a kick with her pointed toe into her second slaves nutsack which made him yelp in a high pitched tone. As much as I feared the sadistic tendencies that the brunette had, I knew I'd lose my balls as the blonde is only taking one slave to use her rupture token on. the brunette had two slaves to take so I fancied my chances. I figured out that the stiletto clad blonde was looking for a jittery slave while the high heeled sandal wearing lady was after a stronger man so I decided to try and stay upright as best as I could when it was my turn. I hoped that the brunette reached me before the blonde did. out of the corner of my eye I caught the brunette kicking the slave next to me,

he barely moved a muscle.

"ohhh I like you!" she said. "I'll take this one". the hostess snapped her fingers again and another white collar came and took him to her chamber. I heard a thud and a squeal to my left followed by "this one will do!". I let out a sigh of relief as he was taken away to her.chamber. I locked eyes with the slave and saw the fear in his eyed...both of us knowing his manhood was no more... The brunette looked me deep in the eye seductively, and had a quick glance at my package. I tensed up my body and awaited her blow. she licked her teeth as she slammed her foot into my balls. I moaned out but only just managed to maintain my posture, bending over slightly.

"I'll take you" she winked. I was escorted to her chambers knowing I'd get paid, all I had to do now was keep my nuts. I knew I was in for a tough time as the slave I'm up against seemed pretty tough. I decided not to dwell on it.

stepping into the room, I saw the gimp already tied to the cross, panting and sweating. He had a wooden mouthpiece between his teeth to help him handle the pain as well as keep.him quiet. in front of him and slightly to his right knelt my competitor, with his hands handcuffed behind his backers . I was told to kneel next to him, which I did, while I got cuffed as well. the white collar left the room and we waited for our tormentor. I could hear the sound of high heels clicking against the wooden floorboards in the corridor, approaching our room. the door knob turned and the brunette stepped in.

Stepping into the room, I saw the gimp already tied to the cross, panting and sweating. He had a wooden mouthpiece between his teeth to help him handle the pain as well as keep.him quiet. in front of him and slightly to his right knelt my competitor, with his hands handcuffed behind his back. I was told to kneel next to him, which I did, while I got cuffed as well. the white collar left the room and we waited for our tormentor. I could hear the sound of high heels clicking against the wooden floorboards in the corridor, approaching our room. the door knob turned and the brunette stepped in.

"Hello boys, I'm Amy, lets have some fun". I quivered at the sight of her, I now managed to take my first good look at her beauty. Her long straight hair flowing down her back, her low cut top exposing her boobs and her knee length skirt with a slit showing us glimpse of her tanned, long, muscular legs, and of course, her beautiful pedicured feet being shown off by her black high heeled sandals. I knew I was to get well acquainted with those. As both of us knelt on the floor, we couldn't help but watch in awe while our cocks started rising and becoming fully erect. She glanced down at our packages and gasped,

"ah, I think they like me, all three of them!" she joked, both of our cocks were of similar size, although my balls were a little bigger than the other slaves and hanging down nice and low making an easy target. I looked behind me and saw the gimp with his hard on as well, cock and balls bigger than ours.

"Did I say you could turn around?!" Amy shouted.

"S-sorry ma'am" I stuttered.

"Oh you will be" she said with a wicked smile. So stupid of me! Now I'm her prime target. She walked up towards us. We presented ourselves as she got closer, pushing our packages forward.

"Now, one of you will be drawing the short straw today, I can't say much about our gimp, so let's see who's stronger, shall we?" she asked rhetorically as she stood empoweringly in front of me. I looked up at her, trembling as I braced for impact. She slid her right foot back and swung it into my dangling testicles, slamming them against my pelvis, I groaned loud as I tried my best to stay upright. She ran her fingers down my cheek, soothing me, sliding her hand to my left nipple and pinching it before moving across to the other slave. Amy fired a quick kick in out of the blue before even getting into position, catching him off guard. He bent over more than I did however her kick wasn't as hard. She kicked him again and he moaned louder but stayed upright. She swiftly stepped to me and smashed her foot into my sack, her straps digging into my ballbag as her foot tore up my pelvis. I doubled over in agony.

"Awk! I think it would be best if you were all strapped to a cross like gimpy, move aside boys", she raised her hands together and split them apart, signalling us to move aside. We did so, obediently. She stepped in, and smacked the gimp square in the balls with a good run up. He screamed and bit down on the wooden mouthpiece. She relentlessly stepped back and swung her foot in again, creating a loud thud echoing across the room. Then again, thud, and again, thud, thud, thud. His screams were becoming more high pitched with each hard kick. She didn't stop, she started panting and kicking even harder, smack, smack, smack. By this time, the gimp lost his voice and was even unable to bite down on the piece. I felt his pain, he had a look of pure fear in his eyes, knowing anything goes with him. After a final kick, she rested for a second,

"This is much more fun! Don't you agree boys?" We had no choice but to nod and agree. She stepped to his side and kicked him on his stomach. She's definitely had some sort of self defence practice, the way she kicks, was in the form of a karate expert. She kicked his stomach again, and then again a third time, somewhat focusing the pain towards his tummy before reverting back to the groin. While in the same posture, she slammed her foot into his groin from the side, catching the nut closer to her and dragging it upwards into his body. When she pulled back, his nuts were released and bobbed about with the collar holding them in place. She smacked him again, catching the same nut and smacking it into his body. She kicked him a third time just as hard as before and the gimp limped forward on the cross, his hard on was long gone as he stopped making sounds and stopped trying to squirm.

"Better inspect the damage" she said as she approached him, picking him up by his balls. She held his nutsack and gently squeezed his swollen left testicle.

"This is definitely very soft", she squeezed harder as the gimp started squirming again. 

"I don't think you'll need this nut anymore, don't you agree?". He violently started shaking his head, spitting the mouth bar out and pleading, 

"please! please don't!" she let go of his nuts and stepped back. Phew, she was sparing him - Or so I thought. Amy then bent over and picked up the mouthpiece, flashing her cleavage in my face while doing so, and then put it back in his mouth.

"You'll need this" she said sadistically as she quickly snapped her hand back into position on his groin, locking his left nut in place within her palm. After teasing him for a brief moment, she suddenly squeezed with all her might, the gimp let out an ear piercing squeal as his nut popped in her hand. She started squishing it around just to make sure that his nut became jelly. His body was all tensed up as he passed out. She let go of his nut and we all looked at his sack, hanging low with one ball intact and the other flat next to it.

"I'll save the other one for later" she smiled as she spun around, facing the two of us.

"Right, get back into position!" we hesitated but slowly shuffled into position in front of her. Ready for round two. 

I started sweating out of fear for my manhood. 

"ok boys, I'm going to take penalty kicks. You both get 5 kicks each and whoever goes down, goes under the trample board"

We looked at each other then back at Amy who met our nervous looks with sadistic eyes. The trample board was basically a board on legs with a hole cut out for our junk to rest on, allowing for focused punishment. Amy locked eyes with me first, here we go. She took a quick run up and slammed her foot into my groin. I let out a loud groan of pain as I doubled over. She stepped back and ran up towards my comrade and duly swung her foot into his balls. He huffed but kept his composure. I started sweating a bit more, knowing I was up against a good competitor. Amy then stepped into me for my second blow as I knelt fully upright again and smashed the top of her foot into my helpless balls. I let out a bellowing moan and leaned forward again. 

"that's two, and I think I know who the loser will be!"

I quickly sat upright although I knew another blow at this point would cripple me. Luckily for me, she had her eyes fixated on the other slave. Stepping in, she unleashed a devastating blow to his balls, finally making him lean forward and grunt with pain. She sighed with satisfaction and came at me with my third kick. I braced for impact. The next thing I felt was the straps of her sandals tearing into my nutsack. I instantly fell over forward, writhing in pain. 

"ha! Under the trample board you go!" 

Amy pointed to the trample board sitting to our left. 

"get yourself tucked in while I finish this slave off"

I quietly shuffled over to the board and crawled underneath, facing upwards. My head was just sticking out from the top of the board with the hole perfectly aligned with my groin. I heard a thud and a moan followed by Amy saying, 

"ooo almost!"

I slipped my floppy penis through the hole and pointed it upwards then looked over. I caught Amy's final run up and saw her bury her foot into his groin then watched him fall over and roll around the ground. I let off a sigh of relief. 

"looks like you're both going under the board. Now we can definitely see who's balls are weaker"

She signalled him over to join me. As he crawled under the board she snapped a glare at me

"don't be shy! Pop your nuts through the hole too!" I thought I could get away with trying to influence her in focusing on cock crushing but I failed. I quickly slipped my balls through the hole and waited for my fellow slave to get ready. 

"one of you will be coming out with a flat sack!" she laughed sadistically while looking at me. I gulped as my heart started pounding. Amy strutted towards us and raised her right leg, placing it on my colleagues balls and undid her straps. She slid her foot out and repeated with the other shoe. My cock started to harden at the sight of her legs and feet. I could see up her skirt and noticed she was wearing pink underwear. As soon as she saw my hardening cock she stepped over to my side and placed her foot on my balls. And without warning, she hoisted herself up onto the board while applying full weight on my sack. I groaned as her foot dug into my balls, which bulged out from the sides. She giggled as she stood on the board now, towering over us. 

Amy placed her left foot on my nutsack and teasing pressed her foot down softly, then wriggled my balls around. She did the same to the other slave with her right foot as he was on the right. She then stepped forward, resting her foot on my cock and balls as well as on his. Her heel was placed with precision just on the top of my sack which pushed my balls downwards when she added weight to it. She pressed down on my groin while lifting her right foot to stroke my peers member. I groaned as she shifted her foot to get her balance. Amy started flicking his penis like a worm with her toes before stroking it, causing it to get erect. I spied a quick glance up her skirt, past her beautiful legs and noticed her moist pink panties. She was getting off on being in full control of two manhoods. Once his cock hardened she placed her foot on it with her heel in the same position as mine and lifted her weight off me. I breathed out relief as my balls withdrew into their natural position. Amy then started stroking my shaft with her foot until it grew and became rock solid as well then placed her foot delicately back into position, pushing my nuts down until they bulged against the edge of my sack. She then lifted her toes so that her heel was digging into my ballsack and started grinding. I groaned as she ground into my balls lower and lower. Just before she got all the way to the bottom, she stopped and placed her foot back over my dick and began to start grinding on my peers' nutsack. He let out a soft moan as she almost flattened his nuts with her heel - he had a much higher pain tolerance than I did. Next, Amy placed her feet on our ballbags so that the ball of her foot was touching the base of our cocks and started pedalling, shifting her full weight between each of us creating a symphony of groans and moans. 

"Mmm I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am" she said as she then placed her heels back on to our sacks. 

"lets see who's coming out with a flat sack now shall we?" I gulped as she applied more pressure on our balls, her foot digging deeper into our exposed nuts. I started groaning louder. 

"ah I think this one is about to go!" Amy said as her face lit up. I started panicking and sweating as she lifted off my nuts with her heel and placed the ball of her foot on my sack. I pleaded and squirmed, I tried telling her I can last longer but the only reply I got was 

"well let's see then". My heart pounded in my chest as she teased me by rubbing her foot over my sack, and then slowly applying pressure on it. Just as she was about to deal the killer stomp, my peer let out a loud moan as amy's other foot dropped lower into his nutsack, I heard a 'squick' as she accidentally crushed both his nuts flat. Her panties were more wet now, 

"whoops, it seems you got lucky today!" she said while looking at me, without any care for his well being. His eyes rolled. Back and his head thumped against the floor, passing out. Amy then lifted her foot off my nuts and they re inflated back into position, followed by lifting her heel slowly off his ruptured nutsack, however his sack stayed flat. I shuddered. 

"Ok you can get out, I have a reward in store for you" Amy said with a cheeky smile. She jumped off the board, put on her shoes and made her way to the gimp, who was finally conscious. I slipped my tender junk through the hole and crawled out. 

Amy bent over and tied a bar around the gimp feet, keeping his legs spread then she reached around the back of the cross and undid a hook. She then slid him down until he was sitting on his bum in front of her, his nutsack resting against the floor. She turned round to face me and stuck her ass into his face while pointing me to get closer. 

"I want you to jerk yourself off while I finish our gimp last nut"

He tried protesting but her ass was smothering his face. I looked down at her perfect feet and luscious legs and started yanking at my flaccid cock, it didn't take long to get myself hard while adoring this beautiful view. As I continued wanking, she leaned over, exposing her boobs to my line of sight and slipped off the strap on the back of her left high sandal and raised her heel. Amy then grabbed the gimp remaining nut and stuffed it under her heel in the shoe and pressed down, trapping it in place. I gulped but kept going, releasing some precum. She started shifting her heel around, rolling it around his nut and dropping her heel slowly down lower, and lower, and lower. I could feel his nut trembling under her weight. He was unable to resist as he was completely tied down.

"you may cum on my feet" Amy said, as I was reaching my climax. I tightened my grip around my shaft and slowed down my strokes, I shuffled forward but not too close. I felt the rush of excitement as my cum spewed out of my dick and shot across, landing on her left foot, my second load gushed out and landed on her toes, I was in a state of exctacy as the rest of my cum oozed out of my cock. Amy then instantly dropped her heel right onto the gimp sack, crushing his last testicle completely. She ground it from side to side and pumped her heel making sure it was completely destroyed. The gimp passed out again, I don't blame him. After firmly establishing his nut was no more, she yanked her foot forward, leaving the remains of his sack dangling on the ground and slid her heel strap back on. She seductively walked up to me, touching my chin and said

"I'm not through with you, I know you were about to go. I'll see you next week", she winked and left the room.

Amy had her feet up in her office. Relaxing with the top buttons of her white shirt undone and her knee length slit skirt slightly raised up, she sighed. Having had her morning tasks complete, she awaited her personal assistant for her daily pedicure before lunch. She had a stressful day so she looked forward to some stress relief at the wreck room during lunch. There was a knock on the door,

"come in!" Amy shouted. Her personal assistant stepped in, stark naked, bag in hand. He quickly walked over to her desk as she swivelled her chair to her right to get into position and flicked off her high heeled pumps. He dropped to his knees and she placed her feet on his laps.

"I'm thinking pink today" she said.

"as you wish, my lady" the assistant replied as he pulled out a bright pink nail polish. Amy brushed her hair back as she relaxed in her chair. He began massaging her feet and rubbing moisturiser into them. He began cleaning her toenails and quickly applied the nail polish.

10 minutes later the pedicure was complete, the assistant packed up his gear and stood up with a hard on, having clearly enjoyed his job.

"can I go masturbate please, miss?"

She smiled, indulging in the fact that even after a year on the job, her pretty feet still give him a hard on every morning. Amy always allowed him to jack off after every pedicure as a thank you for his top work.

"isn't it your birthday today?" Amy asked.

"yes it is ma'am" he replied while keeping his gaze lowered.

She remembered promising him a footjob for his birthday if he continued his top work, which he has. Amy quickly glanced at the clock, seeing that she has 10 minutes left before lunch and no tasks left.

"well then get back on your knees and place my feet on your lap"

He obediently sat back down and placed her feet delicately on both his laps, shaking as he was nervous. Amy then slid her freshly moisturised feet up his laps towards his throbbing cock and rested them on either side of it. His groin was shaven clean as per her request. Amy keeps all of her assistants clean downstairs, whether it's her home assistants or work assistants. He started trembling as she softly said,

"here's my birthday gift" and bit her lip.

She slowly placed her feet on either side of his shaft and started slowly stroking it up and down with her feet. As her feet were moisturised, it was easier to slide them up and down his cock. As he started breathing more heavily, she sped up her strokes and began fiercely jerking his solid cock. Amy then gripped his dick with her freshly painted pink toes and continued jacking him off with them firmly planted on his shaft. Precum dripped out of his tip as her feet were gliding up and down his hard shaft. Amy's strong but slender legs were more than capable of handling a cock pumping workout. The assistant held his breath as he approached climax.

"I'm about to cum, miss" he said while catching his breath,

"finish yourself off the bin then replace it" Amy replied while immediately stopping.

He quickly leaned over to the bin and started wanking himself off, spewing his load into the trash.

"thank you miss, that was amazing" he said, while replacing the trash bag with a new one.

"don't mention it" Amy replied as she used a baby wipe to cleanse her feet. "I'll see you tomorrow, same time" while putting her black pumps back on. He quickly shuffled out of the room as Amy got up and locked her computer screen. Lunch time. Amy left her office and walked down the corridor, through the reception where the rest of the female office workers clattered about their own business with the males aiding them in whatever they needed. She turned the door knob for the wreck room and stepped inside, greeted by bustling activity. The room was pretty big, there were two big couches on either side which had women sitting on them with their feet up on their personal assistants, chatting away. At the back there was the usual fridge, microwave etc where some men were preparing food for their ladies who were sitting at the table behind them. On the left there was one lady who had two men up against the wall, laying into them for messing on a job she gave

them. By laying in, I mean they were stripped down, legs spread and she was kicking them in the balls for their mistakes. Her sling back shoes were thudding against their ball sacks, their cries of pain drowned out by everyone going about there own business. Amy noticed her friend Vanessa standing on her tiptoes on a coffee table with her colleague - who was also a blonde. Curious, she walked over.

"oh hey Amy! How are you?" Vanessa asked with a big smile,

"not bad, what's going on here?"

"we're just playing femdom roulette, have a seat. Won't be long!" Vanessa replied. Amy looked around and noticed a bunch of women sitting on a couch, placing bets on four naked male colleagues who approached the girls on the coffee table. They nervously got to their knees and pulled forward their nut sacks, placing them on the table underneath the ladies' bare heels. As they placed their balls on the table, the girls dropped their heels softly, practising their heel drops on their balls and got back on their tiptoes. The aim of the game was that one of four slaves will have a heel dropped on their balls, and the girls would place their bets before the coin toss. Once everything was in order, a woman tossed a coin, tails.

"ok Vanessa, that's you. Choose a side!"

Now the drop was narrowed down to her two male subs. With a cheesy smile, she dropped her right heel as hard as she could. The male screamed in agony while attempting to lift her foot with his hands, Unfortunately her foot wouldn't budge from on top of his ball sack. His cries were drowned out by the cheering and booing of the ladies who had their bets placed. After a brief moment, Vanessa stepped off his balls and jumped off the coffee table. His sack re inflated and he pulled his balls off the table, doubling over. Another lady stepped up to continue the game and the men were shuffled around behind their backs so that the ladies couldn't see who was placed behind them. The injured man hesitantly placed his sack back on to the table. Bonus points would go to the girl who catches the same man with her heel and bets were doubled. This normally gets the girls in trouble as there has been plenty of cases of ruptured testicles, but the cases were always thrown out in favour of the women.

Amy and Vanessa chatted briefly,

"so what would you like to do?" Vanessa asked.

"hmm, I need two volunteers" Amy replied.

"Come with me"

Vanessa took Amy up to the woman who was punishing her two male colleagues and asked cheerily,

"Mind if we help out?"

The woman looked over at Vanessa and Amy and replied,

"Sure, I could use a bit of a break"

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and went to grab a glass of water.

"They're all yours" Vanessa said.

The men were nursing their balls while Amy looked over them.

"Ok stand up straight!" she commanded.

They obediently stood up straight with their hands behind their backs, pushing their groins forward. She walked up to them slowly and stood facing them in between them and slipped her finger & thumb around the top of their nutsacks and squeezed. This caused their balls to buldge out downwards into her palms, which she placed around their sacks carefully.

"Lets see whos balls are stronger, shall we?" She asked sadistically.

The men whimpered as she held their manhoods in her hands. Amy began to squeeze their testicles slowly and sensually, ******* both men onto their tiptoes. She laughed and squeezed harder. Both men groaned out loud. Amy applied more pressure on both sets of balls, flattening them to half their original size and they moaned louder. Amy kept the same pressure on for a good few seconds before the man on the left doubled over her shoulder and tried prying her hands off her. This only annoyed Amy so she began rolling his testicles around in her palm and applying more force on his already bruised and battered balls. He began squealing louder but Amy only looked him dead in the eyes - while still holding a firm grip on the other mans balls, as if he was her pet. Eventually, Amy let go and they both doubled over, nursing their sacks. The lady who was abusing them before approached them again, looking on while sipping her water.

"Right, you, against the wall, weakling" Amy commanded while staring at the man on her left.

"See these pumps? How much damage do you think I can do?" she asked with a stern look while he positioned himself against the wall. The other man shuffled off to the side, and following a nod from his owner, he put his clothes back on and stood back. The man in the spotlight wouldn't answer.

"Cat got your tongue? Oh well, lets find out!" Amy said.

He slowly pulled his legs apart and closed his eyes, standing there shaking.

Amy pulled her foot back and swung it into his open groin, slamming the tip of her pumps directly into his nuts hard. He screamed in complete agony and collapsed to the floor.

"Good kick!" Vanessa cheered.

Amy spun round in delight and thanked the other woman for letting her contribue. That took some stress off her mind.

"Ok, so are you coming to the brothel tonight?" Vanessa asked as they walked out of the room and headed down the corridor.

"Oh, I'm not sure" Amy replied.

"Come on! They've got new meat in! I've got two rupture tokens that I plan on using tonight" Vanessa said.

"I don't know, I accidently ruptured someones nuts last time a bit too soon.." said Amy.

"I want you to come. Here, take this token, thats one each, and we can go have some fun. What do you say?" Vanessa insisted while handing over her token.

Amy took it and obliged,

"Oh ok, come pick me up at 9"

"Great! I'm off to get my hair curled, see you tonight!" Vanessa said gleefuly.

"No problem, I'll get some practice in"

Vanessa then walked towards the main door while Amy walked back into her office, snapping her fingers, signalling a free assistant to follow her in.