Captive of the Cyborgs - Chapter 14 - Yet More Ball Squeezing Fun

How much more of this abuse can Eric's poor bollocks take?!?

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Captive of the Cyborgs – Part 14

Yet More Ball Squeezing Fun

Day 40

Over the nights that followed, Dalton used a variety of clever and fiendish devices on Eric’s mammoth and powerful bull nuts, experimenting with a myriad of ways to crush and squeeze his huge balls and forcefully eject enormous quantities of sperm right out of his compressed nuts. 

On one such night, Dalton spent some time doing the usual ‘warm up exercises’ on Eric’s huge and astoundingly beefy balls. The Cyborg grasped the massive baby makers in one hand and twisted the ballsac around three full turns before sharply pulling down on the huge testicles and yanking them out over a foot from his sweaty and muscular crotch. The gargantuan balls appeared bright red and shiny at the bottom of their voluminous scrotum, and were once again visibly swollen with gallons and gallons of Grade AAA stud cum. Eric’s mighty 19 ½ inch cock gave a mighty lurch, and Dalton smiled, realizing that the young muscle boy was once again already on the verge of orgasm before the tortures had even begun. 

The Cyborg then formed a huge fist with his other hand and began pounding on the trapped and bulging stud nuts. Dalton didn’t beat the huge bull balls hard enough to significantly weaken the mighty orbs, but just enough to get their juices flowing and crank his sperm production up to super drive. However, considering just how extraordinarily tough and resilient Eric’s mammoth gonads had proved to be, Dalton was able to strike them again and again with truly punishing force that would have reduced any of the young man's forbearers’ big balls to mush with just one blow. Eric’s titanic bull balls were so freakishly tough and powerful that they could absorb dozens, hundreds of such of these half-strength but still brutal punches to little apparent effect. 

But the rain of punches did have one very apparent effect on the young muscle stud, as the brutal ball pummeling had Eric blowing his first load within minutes of the sun setting, gushing out a huge geyser of his thick and sticky essence. His equally massive second and third loads followed in very short order as the ball pounding continued unabated. Dalton was surprised to realize that not only was the young man starting to hit orgasm earlier and earlier in the torture sessions, but he was cumming more frequently and with greater volume and force as well! The Cyborg realized - and with more than a small measure of wonder and awe - that the nightly abuse and testicle tortures were actually giving the young muscle stud’s huge balls a heavy duty work out, and forcing them to increase their already superhuman virility to even greater levels. Dalton's mind almost swooned at the notion that this young muscle buck was actually growing even more virile and potent and extraordinarily powerful over time, and he wondered just how far he would eventually be able to push this huge and glorious hulk of muscle and sex. Dalton’s lust-filled mind swam with the possibilities... 

In the meantime, Dalton remembered that he had brought some special tools that he had crafted the day before, designed specifically for Eric’s monstrously oversized nuts. He reached into a bag and pulled out a large titanium-alloy ball vise, designed to focus on just one of Eric’s gigantic gonads at a time. Onto each of the two faces of the gripping surface was a plate with a small indentation, meant to dig even deeper into the center of the thick ball meat as the vise was gradually wound closed. 

Winding the handle to open the vise to its largest setting, the Cyborg stepped back before his spread eagled prisoner, reached between his fantastically muscular legs, and gripped Eric’s massive and awesomely low hanging sac of stud balls. With surprising gentleness considering the huge size of his metal fingers, Dalton isolated Eric’s titanic left testicle and manipulated it between the jaws of the vise.

Once carefully in position, Dalton started to turn the handle. The vise closed rapidly on the cum swollen ball, and as he continued to turn the handle, the enormous orb began to noticeably flatten. A most awful growl of pain began to emanate from the young prisoner’s throat as his tender gland began to compress past the three-inch mark, and then the two-inch mark. The contents of his ball were being distorted, and as the pressure increased, every nerve ending in his testicle was totally overloaded with pain, sending massive signals to his brain. Dalton continued to close the jaws of the infernal device, judging the slow turns of the handle very carefully as he did not want the organ to burst. The Cyborg's experience with ball crushing was probably the best in the universe, and he was dealing with the most brutally powerful balls ever seen, but even so, Dalton knew that even this young bull stud must have his limits, and he didn't want the fun to end prematurely. 

The Cyborg continued mercilessly turning the handle, and soon the indentations in the center of the vise were less than an inch apart. Eric’s mammoth gonad was now horribly distorted within the crushing vise, squashed to a fraction of its normal thickness with a profound and grotesque indentation in the middle where the two matching bulges on the plates were coming closer and closer to touching. But Dalton didn't stop there, turning the handle again and again and again, and bringing the two titanium plates ever closer together. 

Dalton closely watched the edges of the bulging testicle, and he could see the thick and fibrous outer shell begin to strain to withhold its overly compressed contents. One turn too many, and the wall would rupture, causing the interior sperm producing tissue to burst forth like jam from a doughnut. Though part of Dalton would dearly love to see Eric’s mighty left nut explode and spatter ten pounds of nut meat in every direction, the Cyborg didn't want his lusts to take control once again and risk prematurely ending his play. 

Eric’s massive penis was as rigid as a crowbar, swollen to truly frightening dimensions, and a more than copious flow of thick and sticky precum was flowing down the sides of the massive and vein-gnarled shaft in thick rivers. Eric’s extraordinary penis positively gleamed in the actinic lights spaced evenly about the meadow, and the huge flared helmet of the young man’s cock was swollen so large that it looked ready to explode. Dalton knew that his mighty sperm cow was about to hit orgasm once again. 

Dalton grinned as he held the vise-encased testicle in his hand, and without warning gave it a single hard and sharp turn. 

Eric bellowed in agony as his bulging bull nut threatened to rupture. At the same moment, the first giant gout of sperm burst forth from the young man's throbbing horse cock, signaling the start of another enormous orgasm. The cum was uncharacteristically thick, even for Eric, for it was being squeezed directly from his testicle and so once again was packed full of nothing but pure sperm. 

Even though Eric’s bulging left nut had already been crushed to less than half an inch thick in its meaty center, Dalton was not yet satisfied, and he continued to slowly turn the vise throughout the young man's colossal orgasm. Each tiny amount of crushing force threatened to be the final straw for Eric’s supremely tortured nut, but it somehow continued to survive, pumping out more and more and yet more of his awesomely potent male essence. 

After many long minutes of this abuse, Eric’s tortured testicle was on the very verge of bursting. This time, surprisingly, Dalton decided that he didn't want to press his luck. Eric’s goliath left ball was profoundly distorted within the merciless vise, and the great orb likely couldn’t endure any more abuse before rupturing. 

Besides, Dalton knew he still had another massive ball to torture. 

Dalton released the fly wheel and removed Eric’s aching but otherwise unharmed left nut from the vise. Bodily fluids and blood that had been forced under pressure into the thick veins and cords in his elongated scrotum suddenly began to flow back into the recently flattened orb, and its shape rebounded quickly, causing even more agony to sear into the young man's massive and muscular body. 

The Cyborg grabbed Eric’s equally massive right ball and fitted it into the vise, but this time maneuvering the pointed ends of the oval gland onto the indentations on the vise plates. Winding the handle rapidly to take up the slack, he watched as the huge egg began to bulge outwards at its thickest part. 

Dalton knew that crushing the giant ball lengthwise would cause the young man even greater agony, so he relished the groans and cries of pain from the hunky stud as the mighty gonad was quickly crushed dangerously flat. He continued to wind the handle and watched carefully to avoid rupturing the huge nut. The thick ball meat distorted dreadfully, and the fibers of the fantastically strong testicular wall strained to the maximum, but still Dalton did not relent.

Eric suddenly bellowed from deep in his enormous chest. The thick urethra running up the underside of his mammoth cock began to swell alarmingly as his thick undiluted semen was physically crushed out of his testicle under tremendous pressure. Without the pumping action of an orgasm, the incredibly thick and gelatinous cum oozed out of the gaping eye of his swollen cock like toothpaste from a tube, only thicker and whiter and far chunkier. Dalton turned the crank yet again, threatening to pop Eric’s trapped ball then and there, and that final action hurled the young man over the top into yet another orgasm. 

As the powerful force of his orgasm ripped through his loins, Eric’s massive and quivering cock began to jettison truly mighty ropes and slugs of his male spew, his rich, white bullion once again coating and recoating the gigantic and muscular form of his remorseless and pitiless torturer. 

Even as Eric thundered out his latest massive load, Dalton lifted the vise holding the bulging right testicle and pulled it viciously upwards, stretching Eric’s aching chords as tight as bowstrings. Another bellow ripped out of the prisoner’s powerful lungs as his body arched upwards, and it felt to him as though his whole stomach was being pulled through his intestines and out of his body.

The Cyborg still wasn't finished with the straining right ball yet, and continued to turn the handles on the vise, bringing the mighty nut closer and closer to destruction. The firm wall of the massive testicle was straining to the limits at the increase of pressure within the organ, and the fleshy walls were oozing out the sides of the vise. The deluge of sperm pumping out of Eric’s quaking cock began to reduce in size until it was only a trickle as the brutal crushing action of the vise forced all of the sperm out of the tortured and compressed nut. A desperate bellow of agony was coming from the trapped and tortured stud, but STILL the Cyborg refused to stop.

Dalton twisted the handle again, and again. He then made three more quick turns, compressing the contents of Eric’s screaming ball to ridiculously flat proportions. Suddenly, a single mighty squirt of semen burst forth from Eric’s cock, landing in a thick stripe across Dalton's already cum-drenched chest. The Cyborg swiped his finger through the gelatinous goo and felt its consistency, and was not surprised to discover that this was perhaps the thickest cum Eric had ever produced.

Dalton couldn't believe how small and compressed the center of the huge testicle had become in the ball vise. He could tell that Eric’s right ball was about to go, but he couldn't stop himself from turning the handle one more time, wanting to see if he could push Eric just that much farther. Sickening crunching noises came from inside the vise as the massive and weighty contents of the gland were compressed beyond all endurance. But Dalton just couldn't stop himself - overcome by an orgy of lust, he turned the handle again, and again, and one last time, each time expecting the huge gonad to collapse and the pulverized meat to burst from between the curved plates of the vise. But once again, astonishingly, impossibly, miraculously, Eric’s mighty ball endured even this most brutal crushing. 

The young man's urgent and thunderous screams clearly indicated that his tortured and thoroughly crushed bull nut was even now losing the battle against the vise, but Dalton savored the moment for almost a full minute, watching in fascination as the mighty walls of that brutally powerful testicle began to crumble, edging closer and closer to the orb's final destruction. 

But just when it seemed that Eric’s humongous gonad simply MUST explode, Dalton released the fly wheel on the vise, quickly releasing the flattened orb and allowing it to plump back to its normal size and shape. Once again, Eric had somehow survived a brutal crushing torture with his nuts unharmed, and the pain-wracked young man wondered for the thousandth time just how many more of these intensely brutal torture sessions he - and his glorious bull nuts - could survive. 

Eric’s attention was immediately brought back to matters at hand, however, as Dalton once again lifted up the young man’s huge and enormously heavy left testicle and placed it back in the open vise. The cruel Cyborg clearly intended to go back and forth between the two gigantic bull balls, squashing one and then the other and forcing fresh reserves of cum from their meaty interiors all night long...or until they exploded...