Captive of the Cyborg – Part 4
The Beating Continues
Day One - Tortures Continued
Eric’s beautiful eyes were closed as he struggled to regain his breath, white hot agony throbbing through his well-busted balls. Thus it was that he did not see the next punch coming.
Dalton’s fist sank with tremendous force directly into Eric’s already battered nuts, and the pain was so great that at first Eric could not make a sound. His blue eyes shot open and his mouth dropped in a silent gasp of agony, but it wasn’t until the second blow landed that he could find his voice again to scream his anguish to the uncaring night.
Eric’s colossal cock hadn’t grown the least bit soft after his almighty orgasm, and it continued to quiver and throb as the beating began anew. Dalton was amazed at the kid’s staying power, and that even such utterly crushing testicular abuse could make this incredibly virile stud bust his nut. As Dalton continued to rain devastating hammer blows into the young man’s soft and weakening testicles, the Cyborg began to think of other inventive tortures he could visit upon the massive young muscle hunk, and he began to toy with the idea of keeping his new stud captive around and intact for a little while longer...assuming he could survive the second brutal pummeling that the Cyborg was even now subjecting upon those mammoth bull balls.
Only a few minutes into the beating, and Dalton could already sense that the muscle bound stud was nearing orgasm once again. His awesome well of super human virility had obviously been primed and pumped by the first round of abuse, and now the handsome young lad was ready to blow again. No doubt the young man’s response to pain was a built in mechanism programmed into his very DNA, a last ditch effort of his overproductive loins to impregnate something, anything, before his mighty gonads were reduced to mush. Eric’s frighteningly bruised balls became even harder as they painfully contracted in their sac, and his cock swelled even larger still, threatening to split its overstretched skin right down the center. Dalton knew that the young man’s second orgasm was only moments away.
Sure enough, not five minutes after blowing his first monster load, the mighty muscle man began to spew his second massive load. Eric came like he hadn’t just pumped out the biggest load in human history a few minutes before. If anything, his second orgasm may have been even BIGGER than the first, and was certainly at least as violent and ferocious. Massive ropes and ribbons of cum shot into the air with spectacular force, falling from their great height to plaster the ultra muscular figures locked in brutal torment, recoating both hulking forms in yet another layer of Eric’s powerful jizz.
This time, Dalton did not relent in the beating – not only did he continue pummeling Eric’s pulsating nuts throughout his second mammoth orgasm, he continued punishing them even when the massive, five-minute orgasm was finally complete and only a thin drool of cum was spilling from his distended, quivering penis.
Eric’s deep bellows of agony were now constant, and every blow to his gigantic nuts felt like a nuclear explosion. He didn’t know how much more of this abuse he could endure, but he knew that the brutal giant would not relent until he had had his way with his muscular young captive. The young man despaired of ever winning his freedom, and he knew that his mighty and glorious manhood would soon be reduced to nothing.
Dalton’s relentless pounding struck oil again after another half dozen minutes, and he was rewarded with a third titanic orgasm, a gusher of sperm every bit as big and powerful as the previous two. And as before, the cruel Cyborg did not pause in his abuse, but kept on pounding right on through the massive orgasm and beyond.
Tears were now streaming down the handsome cheeks of the gorgeous muscle boy as the impending sense of loss and despair sank in, and he felt like his balls had already been reduced to rubble. In fact, his balls were becoming progressively squishier, steadily losing their resistance and resilience. Eric’s super fast healing abilities were working overtime to try to counteract the horrific abuse being suffered by his balls, but even Eric’s healing powers could not keep up with the speed or the devastating force with which the Cyborg’s blows were landing in his tortured nuts. Eric’s magnificent balls were slowly losing the titanic battle against the Cyborg’s pistoning fist. But despite the brutal beating they had already endured, Dalton could tell there was a great deal of strength left in those mighty bull nuts, and so the beatings continued.
A fourth colossal orgasm was soon forced from Eric’s horrifically beaten balls, and then a fifth, and STILL the beating continued. The young muscle bull’s virility was truly off the charts, far surpassing anything that Dalton had ever seen, and the Cyborg was amazed not only by the heroic speed with which the young man’s huge balls recharged, but also the fact that they were able to do so under such brutal conditions. He was also glad that he’d hooked up his young captive to so many intravenous fluids, for the young man was cumming and purging his seminal fluids so quickly and so profusely that he might have otherwise expired from dehydration!
Eric’s deep voice was hoarse from all the yelling and bellowing, and he continued to split the night with his agonized howls. Even the dire gorillas in their tree bowers miles away cowered at the sounds of his anguish, and were grateful that they were not the subjects of whatever terrible pain was befalling the fearsome Lord of the Jungle.
After five massive orgasms in just one hour, Eric’s once-proud elephantine balls were looking much the worse for wear. They were so dark red with bruising that they were almost purple, and had swollen significantly under all the abuse to achieve an even more monstrous size. What’s more, they had become very soft and mushy under the relentless pounding. Dalton paused in the abuse to poke a finger into Eric’s bloated left nut, and his finger easily dug into the very heart of the thick ball meat, meeting little resistance. It almost felt like he was poking his finger into a humongous sack of warm oatmeal, yet the cruel Cyborg could tell that the two titanic orbs were still whole and intact despite their soft and very squishy nature. Eric’s balls were indeed all but reduced to mush, but Dalton felt sure with his millennia of ball busting experience that the young man’s mighty testes could endure still more abuse before bursting asunder.
And so the beatings resumed once more.
By this point, Eric’s meaty stud balls were so badly mauled that it felt like any one of the Cyborg’s devastating punches could be the one to split his balls wide open and destroy his singularly spectacular masculinity forever. But yet another minute of unbelievably brutal ball pummeling went by, then another, then another, and still, somehow, against all odds or logic, Eric’s balls endured.
Dalton was almost beginning to wonder if the kid’s bull balls were truly indestructible. But then he finally began to feel the telltale signs that the behemoth balls were beginning to crack. The sickening crunch that accompanied each punch was sounding even wetter and sloshier than before, and he knew that he was finally nearing the very end of the young man’s awesome endurance. It wouldn’t be long now before the astonishingly tough and durable outer shells of those two balls would start to crack and split open, spilling his delicate nut meat into his huge hairy sac where the Cyborg’s fist could make short work of them.
But the cruel and brutal Cyborg, ever one to test the ultimate limits of his captives, was determined to pound one more load out of these massive, supremely battered vessels of manhood, or destroy them trying.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Eric’s massive cock began to show the tell-tale rumblings of an impending volcanic explosion of cum. But would it be in time to save his massive bull nuts from being pulverized into smithereens?
BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!!
The young man’s balls are truly beginning to crumble. The Cyborg’s mighty fist is barely meeting any resistance now as it plunges into the very heart of Eric’s awesome masculinity, over and over again, softening up the tender tissues within and slowly reducing them to pulp. Even if Dalton were to stop the brutal beating now, Eric’s incredible bull balls might never be the same!
BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!!
Eric threw back his head and let out an almighty bellow, and at the same moment the biggest slug of cum Dalton had ever seen erupted from the young man’s defiantly thundering cock. The titanic wad of cum was thicker than a finger and at least 10 feet long, blasting higher and harder than any of the young muscle stud’s previous ejaculations.
A virtual flood of cum followed, a colossal deluge of sperm of unparalleled proportions. Dalton could not believe his eyes, for this sixth load was proving to be Eric’s greatest orgasm yet! Gout after massive gout erupted out of the young man’s huge horse cock with such force that you could actually HEAR the sperm spurting out of the tip!
The Cyborg started to grow cautious at this point, for he did not want to prematurely rupture the muscle man’s bull nuts as he thundered out the greatest orgasm of his young life. The young stud’s balls had become so weakened by the abuse that any single blow could now prove to be fatal. Though part of Dalton wanted nothing more than to make the young man’s colossal cajones explode in a shower of blood and gore, another part of him wanted to make the tortures last and subject this most remarkable young stud to endless variations of torture, pushing him to his utter limits again and again but stopping just shy of destroying him. Dalton fought hard against this mighty internal struggle, trying to pull his punches before it was too late.
But in the end, the lust-crazed giant could not help himself. After every fifth or sixth massive blast of cum, Dalton cocked back his massive fist and planted a full force punch directly into Eric’s nearly shattered testicles. Each blow nearly completely flattened the orbs between the two massive clenched fists, but they somehow continued to survive, rebounding to their original shape when the fist was removed and wobbling like they were filled with jelly, but defiantly continuing to endure.
BAM!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
BAM!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
BAM!!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
BAM!!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
On and on and on, the brutal beating and plundering of Eric’s loins continued. At any moment, the young man’s balls could burst asunder like a pair of rotting melons, but instead they miraculously and heroically continued to endure, pumping out ever more of their precious cargo.
Eric’s massive muscles were shaking violently as the brutal ball pain ripped through his body. Dalton wondered if the agony might be so great that the young stud died of heart failure, but he did not show any sympathy or compassion, and just continued the terrific abuse.
BAM!!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
BAM!!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
BAM!!!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
BAM!!!!!
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
Four minutes became five, and then six, and then seven, and STILL the granddaddy of all monster orgasms raged onward. But finally, after nearly eight minutes, the monumental orgasm began to ebb. Each pile driver blow of Dalton’s fist forced a mighty wad of cum to erupt from Eric’s distended bull cock, but the size of even these wads began to diminish.
Finally, Dalton’s blows produced only a small burp of gelatinous cum with each punishing strike, and then nothing at all. Eric’s magnificent bull balls, the most potent and virile set of testicles in history, were finally spermed out.
BAM!!!
BAM!!!
BAM!!!
The Cyborg punched again, and again, and once again, all in quick succession, his fist slamming with the greatest force yet into Eric’s quivering, crumbling balls, and then he was done.
Eric’s handsome head slumped forward in exhaustion, his massive chest heaving as he struggled to regain his breath. His massive, mighty muscles were completely coated in a thick sheen of his own incredibly gloopy jism. Entire sheets of sticky sperm hung and dripped off of his gloriously muscular body in thick ropes and cables to join the gigantic mess of cum on the forest floor. So much cum had already accumulated on the ground – at least a dozen GALLONS of the stuff! – that the earth was rapidly turning muddy and a large pool of cum was starting to form.
Astoundingly, Eric’s rampant cock was still as solid as warm steel, virtually vibrating with unbridled sex and power, and clearly ready for round seven, even if the rest of the young man’s exhausted body was not. The dregs of his six mammoth cum loads continued to burp from the grossly distended tip, hanging in long ribbons of cum that stretched from the tip of his monster cock almost all the way to the soaked ground below.
Dalton finally released Eric’s almost completely scrambled ostrich eggs, letting them fall heavily to hang at the bottom of their horribly bruised and abraded scrotum. The huge orbs were swollen even larger than melons from the inhuman abuse and were visibly throbbing in agony. They were also hanging incredibly low – the continuous and merciless beating and stretching had left Eric’s huge balls hanging an awesome 8 full inches from his crotch, looking even more massive and vulnerable than ever. But despite almost an hour and a half of constant pounding that would have reduced granite boulders into dust, the massive balls somehow still maintained their healthy egg shapes, and appeared to still be intact!
Amazed, the Cyborg reached out a gargantuan hand and cupped the massive, sperm-slick balls, which were now swollen so large that they did indeed overflow even his gigantic hand. He rolled the incredibly huge and heavy orbs across his palm, once again reveling in their unprecedented size and heft, and could tell that the mighty orbs were still very much alive and fertile. Indeed, though just one blow would likely have shattered these glorious gonads forever, Dalton could tell that the huge balls had not yet suffered any permanent harm. Indeed, they still felt like they might contain a load or two within their incredibly dense and beefy depths…
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