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Captive of the Cyborgs – Part 6
The Crushing Grip
Day One - Tortures Continue
After letting Eric hump the warm and still night air for a few more minutes, Dalton released only an inch or two of the tension on the young stud’s mega nuts. The Cyborg then very slowly began to close his enormous fist around the lad’s bloated balls, gradually squeezing the mighty orbs tighter and tighter. Eric’s goliath bull nuts had recovered a great deal of their toughness and solid hardness during the hour of brutal ball stretching, and their incredible density was nothing less than astounding, but even the young man’s Herculean nuts were no match for the Cyborg’s awesome strength. Dalton’s huge hand was inexorably closing like a giant steel vise, and the cruel Cyborg watched with delight as the young man’s meaty nuts began to deform in his grip. The gigantic balls began to bulge grotesquely, oozing between the Cyborg’s clenching fingers as they drove deeper and deeper into the muscle boy’s awesomely thick ball meat.
The agony soon became too great, particularly with his huge balls still so bruised and battered after their recent pummeling, and the young stallion once again began to bellow in unimaginable agony. And still the Cyborg continued to squeeze, tightening his grip on the huge and utterly defenseless nuts and threatening to burst them wide open.
A wet and sloshy crunching sound could be heard as Dalton’s fingers dug into the very heart of the hunk’s huge balls, causing them to bulge and distend even more grotesquely than before. The young man’s bellows took on an even greater urgency, for his huge bull balls, the pride of his awesome masculinity, were on the verge of exploding under the unbelievably pressure.
But STILL the Cyborg continued, squeezing ever harder and harder, effortlessly driving his metal fingers into the very essence of the young stud’s spectacular manhood. Dalton had never seen a pair of burly nuts that could endure so much, and yet he knew that this gorgeous boy could take even more abuse, and so his squeezing continued.
The young man’s bull nuts were once again forced far beyond any possible human endurance, threatening to pop like a pair of huge water balloons at any moment. The remaining life of Eric’s bountiful bull nuts could be measured in seconds...
Finally, with his clutching fingers less than an inch from touching his palms, Dalton ceased any further squeezing, and just held the young stud’s bull nuts in his devastatingly crushing grip for ten minutes, and then 20 minutes, then half an hour, all the while applying several TONS of pressure into the deepest and most sensitive parts of the young man’s delicate anatomy. The torture was unimaginably cruel and brutal, and the vicious Cyborg loved the way that the extreme testicular agony made the young man writhe and struggle in his bindings, his spectacular muscles bulging and flexing in extraordinary relief as he fought in vain for some way to relieve the pain in his screaming nuts.
Then without warning, the Cyborg gave a sharp yank, immediately reclaiming the inch or two of slack he’d given up earlier and stretching the huge, half-busted nuts a little farther still, and held the young man’s nuts once again on the brink of destruction.
Something must have finally snapped in the young man’s ridiculously oversized plumbing, for the bellowing muscle stud began to let loose with the largest orgasm ever yet produced by a male, even larger than his previous record-breaking loads – a colossal deluge of sperm and seminal fluids that lasted for nearly ten minutes and ended up producing several buckets of spunk. Dalton continued applying his crushing grip and brutal stretch to Eric’s trapped bull nuts, loving his sense of utter control over the young muscle stud, his complete power over his sexuality, his ability at any moment to push the hyper masculine young man just that hairsbreadth farther and destroy his huge balls forever.
Dalton was only distantly aware that his own huge cock had created a massive bulge down one pant leg, and that he was even now blowing his own colossal load in sympathy to the unimagined heights of pleasure and pain now being experienced by his captive human.
Eric’s titanic orgasm thundered on and on, and Dalton was mightily impressed indeed, for he knew that there was enough sperm in that one orgasm alone to impregnate an entire world of human slave women. This young male was off the charts, so potent and virile that, on his own, he could impregnate each and every one of the trillions of human females in Cyborg captivity in just a few months, and probably repopulate the entire galaxy with humanity in a single generation. If Dalton had harbored any doubts regarding the need to destroy this young man, those doubts were now gone.
Still, there was nothing saying that the extraordinary young male had to be destroyed that very instant. Grinning evilly, Dalton began to give the young man’s brutally stretched and crushed balls short, hard squeezes and sharp little tugs, taking the huge muscle stud beyond his limits and soon causing him to orgasm yet again, less than 10 minutes after his previous orgasm! Huge ribbons of fresh cum shot out of Eric’s thundering cock with a force and violence that continued to astound Dalton, even though this was the eighth time he’d seen such a display of hyper masculinity that night.
Dalton repeated this process again and again and again for many hours, stretching and squeezing Eric’s battered and brutalized balls beyond any conceivable limit, and forcing dozens more of Eric’s titanic, earth-shattering orgasms from the beefy young man. Each mighty load was as mind-blowingly massive as the one before, and each time the cruel Cyborg rode the very razor’s edge of destroying the beefy lad’s gargantuan bull testicles.
The young man’s balls produced so much cum so fast that Dalton began to doubt that he could ever truly empty those huge cum tanks, and he knew that by the end of the first day that this huge muscle stud would have produced enough sperm to impregnate all the human slave women on more than a HUNDRED worlds. Incredible was hardly the word.
As Dalton forced the umpteenth load from the young, exceedingly handsome muscle stud, he realized what a shame it was that he would be able to destroy the young buck’s gargantuan balls only once. He could think of hundreds of ways that he would like to bash, smash, pummel, punch, crush, squash, slam, hammer, stomp, maul, spear, skewer, stretch, pull, yank, club, clobber, squeeze, grind, flatten, punish, and pound those gorgeous man nuts into oblivion. He also thought it a shame that the last hope for humanity’s survival should end with the destruction of so mighty and powerful a specimen of man, and he fleetingly considered harvesting some of the young bull stud’s supremely potent seed to breed his own secret stable of men to abuse and to destroy. But he quickly dismissed the thought, realizing that the continuation of the male gender was simply too dangerous a threat, especially with such a paragon of a man as the father of a revived human race.
As the first night of tortures finally began to draw to an end, the giant Cyborg felt tremendous satisfaction with his latest acquisition and looked forward to many more days of abusing and tormenting the beautiful young stallion. And finally, when the young muscle man’s limits were reached and eventually exceeded, Dalton knew that he would revel in the destruction of the last and greatest set of testicles the human race had ever produced, and would smile in gruesome satisfaction as his final, massive, magnificent load of seed was pumped out onto the uncaring forest floor, his last sperm wasted and humanity’s last hopes crushed into broken beefy smithereens in the Cyborg’s huge hands.
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