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Haunted Mansion - Chapter 12C
An original chapter written by Jayse, based on an overall story concept by Wyndfeld
Corbin unleashes his most brutal punishment yet on the handsome muscle giant, Logan. Can the bull hunk survive until dawn?
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Corbin decided to bring out the big guns, going for overkill. With so little time until dawn, the evil ghost did not want to take any more chances.
A length of thick nylon rope floated through the air towards the moaning, exhausted, and cum-covered muscle hunk, forming a large noose at one end as it traveled across the room. Cold invisible fingers lifted Logan’s mangled and half ruined nutsac into the air so that the noose could encircle around its tremendous mass, lowering the huge orbs back to the bench as the noose pulled tight around them. The rope then pulled taut and started stretching the aching bull balls away from Logan’s body.
The stud’s enormously heavy balls already normally stretched his mighty sac to an extraordinary 6 inches, a truly spectacular natural dangle, and now the ghost was slowly stretching them out even further. Logan groaned and writhed helplessly as his mighty stud nuts were pulled first to 7 inches, and then 8 inches, then 9 inches. The huge and achingly tender orbs were now being pulled beyond the end of the bench… and directly under the 400 pounds of weight that Logan still held suspended in the air by the overhead cable.
10 inches! Logan’s balls are visibly straining at the ends of their overstretched cords, the red and bruised scrotal skin stretching so tight around them that the huge orbs looked ready to burst forth at any moment!
11 inches!! The huge orbs were quivering at the edge of destruction, the mighty tethers connecting the massive balls to his muscular crotch threatening to rip free!
12 INCREDIBLE INCHES!!!
Corbin had never before managed to stretch a man’s testicles so far from his body without ripping them off, and he was once again amazed and overwhelmed by Logan’s fantastic powers of strength and endurance. He almost wished he didn’t have to destroy this young man so quickly, as he could think of hundreds of ways he would like to punish and abuse such extraordinarily powerful and mighty testicles.
But dawn was fast approaching, and so was Logan’s date with destiny.
The young man’s herculean bull balls were now positioned perfectly over the solid steel base of the weight stack, smack dead center below the 400 pounds of weight suspended over them. Corbin tied the other end of the nylon rope off on some metal framework halfway across the room, ensuring that the young man’s bulging nuts were firmly secured in place.
Logan was trembling in both agony and terror as he saw the cable at the top of the pulley start to fray and split, magically unravelling as the ghost slowly split it apart. The young muscle man simply KNEW that even his behemoth bull testicles couldn’t survive being crushed by such an enormous stack of weight, and his terror-filled heart was beating nearly 200 times a minute as he watched the cable continue to break apart, knowing that his fantastic masculinity had only a few moments more of glory before it would be pulverized into oblivion.
When the last threads of the cable suddenly snapped, the young man uttered a cry of fear, expecting the weights to fall and obliterate his huge nuts, but the suspended weights didn’t fall. Instead, the cable still connected to the overhead bar tied itself off on an overhead steel beam, keeping Logan’s huge arms locked in place, while the other length of cable started pulling upward, taking the entire stack of weights with it, higher and higher and higher. Soon the weights were pulled to the very top of the steel frame, more than 8 feet over the steel base, hovering in place over the young man’s heavily wounded and utterly doomed balls.
A deep, sepulchral voice sudden spoke from out of thin air, whispering into Logan’s ear.
“Goodbye, my beautiful Logan. I wish I could have had more time to give those gargantuan testicles of yours the torture and mangling that they truly deserved. But unfortunately, I must destroy your balls before dawn or I will be cast back into the pits of hell, and we wouldn’t want that, would we?” Corbin chucked at his own joke. “Please know that your sacrifice this night will be eternally appreciated. Now prepare to have your mighty bull balls destroyed!”
Time stood still for several eternally long moments. Then the ghost released the loose end of the cable, sending the 400 pounds of steel plummeting downward to crash into the steel pillar below… and catching Logan’s trapped and defenseless balls in between.
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