“Your two hours starts now,” she laughed, “but I’ll be back in a while and double the weight.”
“Please, Mistress. Haven’t I suffered enough? Please release me,” I begged.
“A man can never suffer enough,” she responded, as she walked away.
The time passed very slowly, as the agony continued. My mind was clogged by the pain, as I wondered what else she would do to me. It wasn’t long before I found out. She hung another five pounder on my balls, making my torment far worse. Again she left me to my misery, but when she returned in another half hour, I wished she hadn’t.
“Does it hurt slave?”
“Yes,” I whispered. “Please stop, Mistress. I can’t take it anymore.”
“But you have no choice, do you? There’s no way you can escape. There’s no way to stop the pain. No, faggot. You are going to tak
