Stretching Out - Extreme-
WARNING-
If you do not like extreme topics, and the extreme, Nut destroying side of ballbusting, get gone. This has castration in it, and the ending is very different from the other story
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When Snow awoke he found himself incredibly disoriented. His blurred vision had trouble making out what was around him; not that he could probably comprehend it at all. Last thing he remembered he was settling down for the night by a warm fire; now all he could see was the slowly clearing image of a buff man in an executioner's mask and a donkey across the way.
The man in the black mask called out the text written on an old looking piece of parchment,
"By order of Master Gabriel, you two have been chosen to entertain. You will be spread one tenth of an inch farther apart, by the winch, every ten seconds. Scream if you must."
Snow could now plainly see the situation he was in. Though, how he'd ended up with a slightly frayed rope tied tight around his sac connecting him to the sac of another male in the same way, he had no idea.
The man in the black mask stepped off the balance beam that Snow and the Donkey were standing on and walked over to a large hand crank hooked up to a system of levers, pulleys and gears. Looking at the contraption, Snow followed the path with his eyes from the crank all the way to a large metal dome-type object, with removable rods that both males were tied to.
"Hey... What's going on?" The Donkey called to him, "I'm not a plaything you know."
"Nice to meet you too, I'm Snow by the way." He said in return, "It appears we've been unwillingly hooked up to a machine for someone else's merriment."
The Masked man laughed as his master who apparently was sitting in a crudely crafted throne gave the nod to begin.
"Sorry, my name is Sen, and frankly I'm just a little bit caught off guard by the whole thing-" The donkey replied before getting interrupted by the loud squeal from the cogs bursting into life after a long time of disuse and the sudden jerk backwards by the machine.
Just as the man in the mask had said, every ten seconds the two of them separated a little more; however it went slow enough that both of the victims were able to easily maintain their balance on the wooden beam below them.
The rope began to become more and more taught, tightening its grip on Snow and Sen's delicate scrotums. Very soon, it had lifted their sacs and had begun to pull them forward, all the while shifting their bodies away from each other. With every movement it became harder and harder to balance on the beam below. Every inch causing their now aching berries to squish tighter and tighter against the rope and each other. After about three minutes had passed, Snow was literally hanging onto the bar as best he could with his toes. It was at this point the man in the mask pressed a button and released the two males from the machine, disconnecting the poles.
Quickly and suddenly the fell back with a jerk putting incredible tension on both of their sacs which, in Snow's case at least were starting to turn a bit red. Snow's eyes such, his penis dripping ample volumes of pre down his length, his balls aching more than they had ever in the past, his groans of mixed pain and pleasure filled the air. Sen shook wildly, his body unused to this kind of attention; though he had in the past done some amusing things with his member, he had never inflicted this kind of pain on his pouch. As soon as they shifted, and were beginning to quickly fall back, father away from each other, all that held them up was the rope tied tight round their sacs, and their constant scramble to keep up on the pole. With this however, neither of them could keep themselves up on the board, and they fell. Sickening pain was running through their bodies as their abused nuts were violently tugged away from them. Occasionally, all one could hear from Sen or Snow was a weak plea for help, or the sound of a tortured moan.
With a stomach wrenching, tearing sound, Snow's sac began to rip open. He could only scream as the intense pain caused him to shake violently. The sudden change in weight from the absence of the machine's hold and the badly damaged nature of the rope caused it to snap sending both falling into the water, luckily for him before tearing his nuts clean off... But neither of them was out of danger yet. As the two fell into the swampy waters below, the beast that lived within took hold of the Donkey and the Fox. With tentacles like an octopus, it reached around their bodies, covering them in suckers.
Sen tried to swim to shore, but he couldn't escape the tentacles. They took hold and pulled at his limbs. All either of them could hear was laughing as three of the tentacles buried themselves into Sen's anus, and began to feel around inside, squirming and shifting about in every direction within his body, filling him with an intense pleasure. Try as he might, Snow on the other hand was not so lucky. Even though he worked his hardest to reach down and cradle his damaged sac, he could not comfort himself at all. His body shivered and trembled as one of the tentacles poked at his tight virgin anus, eventually pushing hard and entering him, causing him to squeal as tears began to form in his eyes. The tentacles were holding him above the water, a single tentacle raping him, all the while there was blood dripping down from his mutilated sac. Another single tentacle reached up and ventured into the hole in the side of his sac.
"No! No, please god no!" He whimpered as it tore the skin further, the tentacle tugging at his bruised grape, eventually ripping his sac open enough that it came out. Letting go of the single orb, it hang limply from its cord, exposed to the elements, wind stinging his wound. The tentacle reached up again, and took hold of his testicle, and yanked back down, severing it from its owner, a gurgled scream coming from his maw.
Meanwhile, Sen was getting the ride of his life, tentacles penetrating his anus from many directions, two thinner tentacles coming up into his urethra, and another squeezing away at his cock. The rope around his neck and every limb of his body were getting tugged at while waves of an odd sort of pleasure rushed through him from the overstimulation. Snow's penis was shooting ejaculate everywhere, the mix of overstimulation from his abused anus and the tearing of one of his testicles became too much to bear. All his body could do in response was twitch and make odd moaning sounds. The tentacle monster reached up one final time, midway through his orgasm. He shook and thrashed, trying to escape as it grabbed hold of his remaining ball, still protected in its container. The monster began applying pressure, and suddenly, Snow's other unfortunate testicle suddenly ruptured with a disgusting squelching sound, his face losing all colour as blood began to come out along with his regular seminal fluid, nutmeat gushing out all over from the decimated scrotum. All he could do was let out an ungodly moan as he felt his berry pop, his body still trying desperately to replace the pain with pleasure as the nut bubbled and squished under pressure. Quickly, all that could be heard from him were repeated screams, louder and louder, until his bloody ejaculation came to an end.
Sen reached his orgasm as well, the powerful stream from the equine pushing the loosely fitted tentacles out of his penis. Unlike Snow, his moans were of pure pleasure, as waves of bliss from his climax poured over his body.
As this happened, there was a loud bang, a gunshot. People rushed into the waters and cut both victims free from the tentacles.
Laying Snow and Sen out on the ground, a doctor came to examine him. However, upon seeing the extensive damage, all he could do was say sorry for your loss and move on.
Snow twitched, unable to move or think, his testicles destroyed, one torn away, the other reduced to a fine paste that had spilled out of his sac. He cried softly to himself, as he realized his maleness was so easily removed.
As it was explained to Sen, the one who had orchestrated the incident was a criminal they had been chasing for months, and had finally caught up with him. But for one male, they were just too late.
-BAD END-