Chapter 1
Three people are gathered in the large office belonging to the young Nathalie Wood who is seated behind her big oak desk. As she is sitting in her chair a few rolls of fat are visible on her belly, the 23-year-old woman is the ******** of the founder of the large company where she is currently managing the sales department, a department with 30 employees, all women. She is a short and stocky girl with long blonde hair. She has a slight underbite and is wearing too much makeup. Few would call her beautiful, but many would agree that she is cute. She is wearing a short blue skirt together with a tight light blue top that is filled with her large breasts.
In front of the desk stands an older woman. The woman is Jessica Stone a single mother of two. If you look closely you can see that she must've been very beautiful at a young age, but at 45 age has taken a toll on her. She is 180 cm tall and weighs 100 kg she is quite plump with two very large breasts. She has long and wavy brown hair and two big brown eyes. Standing next to Jessica is her son Jim, he is 18 years old but looks younger. He has brown hair like his mother's and a beautiful boyish face, perhaps better described as cute rather than handsome.
"Thanks, for coming," Nathalie breaks the silence. "Jessica, I've been getting so much mail about you from the finance department recently, they say your numbers are really bad and they want me to fire you."
"Miss Wood, please I beg you!"
"Hold on, let me finish. Dana told me your ******** is sick or something, is that true?"
"Y-yes that is true. Thank you for your concern." Jessica says with her eyes tearing up at the mention of her ******** Sarah.
"Oh my god, that's so sad! And then you have this loser son too."
"Ma'am, I'm just about to graduate from high scho-"
"Shut up," Nathalie interrupts. "I asked you to bring him because I have a great idea. I've come up with a plan for you to keep your job and also make some money. Smart, huh?
"Yes! Thank you, Miss Wood!"
"Awesome! This is going to be so much fun! I want you two to do some small tasks for me. If you don't want to do them then you can leave, but then I'll have to fire you, Okay, first take off your clothes Jim."
"Errr... What? In front of my mother? Could she leave the room first?"
"No, do it or you can both leave the room."
"Please," Jessica pleads, "is this really necessary Miss Wood?"
Nathalie glares at her in response. "Jim," Jessica says, "it's nothing I haven't seen before. Please, just do it for Sarah." Red in the face from embarrassment Jim hesitantly begins to undress. Starting with his shirt reveals a muscular upper body. Continuing on he removes shoes, socks, and pants. Standing awkwardly in his underpants he hesitates. "The-these too?" he stammers, unable to look at the young woman.
"Yes, stop stalling and do it."
He takes a deep breath and starts to remove his underwear. As soon as they are removed he quickly covers his privates with his hands.
"So modest. Stop trying to cover up and come over here."
The boy feels like he will die of shame but does as she says. Nathalie grabs his cock with one hand and his balls with the other.
"Wow, what a big cock! Jessica look at it!" Jessica who has been staring at the floor this whole time is forced to look at her son's genitals. He does indeed have a big and fat cock, his balls are very big as well."Aren't you proud of your son's big fat cock mom? Even his testicles are huge!"
"Y-yes." Jessica stammers, feeling very uneasy.
Nathalie slowly strokes Jim's cock. Despite the humiliation it starts to respond, after a couple of strokes it is fully erect at 20 cm, and Nathalie can feel it pulsing in her hand. "Holy shit, what a beast! Go over to your mom and show her."
"N-no, I don't need to see it."
"Well, I want you to look at it, now go!" Nathalie orders Jim and slaps his ass to get her point across. The boy yelps and reluctantly walks over to his mother, his erect penis bobbing in the air as he walks toward her. His face is completely beet red and he is staring at his feet wishing he could sink through the floor. As he stands next to his mother his erection has dwindled a bit and he is now only semi-erect, with his member jutting out 90 degrees from his body. "Grab ahold of your son's big fat cock Jessica."
"What? You're sick!"
"Oh? You'd rather let your ******** die than touch your son's penis? Fine with me, close the door after you."
"Wait... I'll do it... I'll do it." Jessica reaches down and grabs her son's penis in her hand. Both embarrassed by the situation, mother and son are refusing to look at each other. His member is completely flaccid at this point.
"Stroke it a bit," Nathalie demands.
Jessica starts stroking her son. It takes a bit longer this time, but after a minute of stroking it is fully erect once again.
"Jim!" Jessica exclaims in disgust.
"I-I can't help it," Jim moans.
"You're so fucking sick boy, getting a hard-on from your other. Why don't you slap his cock instead, teach your son some manners!" Jessica hesitates for a few seconds and then gives him a light tap on the shaft. "No, no, no. Slap it hard, on the head of his cock."
Jessica looks at her son for approval, but he has shut his eyes. She raises her hand high in the air and brings it swooshing down towards his cock. As her hand reaches his penis only the fingertips connect with his cockhead and a loud slap echoes through the room, his cock bobbing up and down and quickly deflating. Jim bites his lip not to scream. Shocked by the power of her strike she embraces her son. "I'm sorry Jim! I don't know my strength. Does it hurt honey?"
"I'm fine," Jim grunts while rubbing his tender cock.
"How adorable," Nathalie says sarcastically, "but we've only started. Now I want you to grab his balls with one hand and punch him as hard as you can with the other."
"What!? No, I can't do that!"
"I will pay you $500 if you do it and I will let you keep your job. But you better punch hard, you will have to continue until I think it's hard enough."
"Oh god, why are you doing this to us?"
"Mom, it's ok."
"B-but, won't it hurt?"
"I think so, but let's just get this over with."
Encouraged by her son's words, Jessica grabs his balls with her left hand, exposing his two large orbs through her fist. She raises her right arm in the air and hesitates, unsure of how hard to hit. She decides to use medium strength, hoping this will please the girl. She quickly brings her fist down, hitting them perfectly with her knuckles. The trapped testicles are painfully crushed between her left fist and her knuckles and Jim lets out a cry and drops to the floor and curling up into a ball. At the sight of his pain, the mother falls to her knees to comfort her son. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry honey," she exclaims while petting his hair. Jim feels sick to his stomach and can only grunt in response.
"That was too soft!" Nathalie says annoyed, "I said as hard as you can. We will continue until you get it right."
"W-what? No, please! Can't you see how much pain he's in? I couldn't do it again."
Nathalie stays silent with an annoyed look on her face.
"Jim, honey. Do you think you can do it again? Please, I'm sure it will be over soon."
Jim coughs, "Hnnng.... W-wait a second," panting and trying to gather strength for a second punch. He's shocked that it's even possible to punch harder than that, he had never felt pain like that before. After a couple of minutes, he raises on trembling legs. "I think I'm... Errm, ready." Jessica grabs his balls once again, the pain of her touch causes Jim to flinch and groan in pain. His balls are still very sore, she can see the red marks on the skin from where her knuckles connected. She hesitates when she sees his pained expression, but she draws a deep breath and pulls her arm back. She closes her eyes and exhales deeply, as she opens her eyes she brings down her fist as hard as she can. A loud thud fills the room as her fist strikes down on her son's balls. It is a very powerful strike and for a fraction of a second Jim's testicles are almost completely flattened between his mother's two hands. Jim stands frozen for a second or two before letting out a deafening scream as the pain reaches his brain and he falls to the floor, still howling. His mother is shocked by his reaction and falls to the ground, embracing her naked son in regret. They can both hear Nathalie laughing.
"Jim! Are you ok? I'm so sorry! Please talk to me, Jim!" Jessica tries desperately to get a response from Jim, but all he can do is try to breathe through the pain that somehow is ten times worse than the first punch.
"That was awesome!" Nathalie exclaims excitedly from behind her desk. "Holy shit that looked like it hurt! See what you did to your son Jessica?"
"You're horrible!" Jessica yells with hatred in her eyes. "Are you happy now? Come on Jim, we're leaving."
"You want to leave already?" Nathalie pouts her lip. "Okay, I will give you the $500 as promised, but I'll have to fire you."
"W-what? Why are you doing this to us?" Jessica asks with tears in her eyes. She takes a couple of deep breaths to relax. "Okay... You can do anything you want to me, but please leave my son alone."
"No." Nathalie reaches over to the intercom and presses a button. "Rebecca could you come in here please."
Through the door walks a beautiful woman in her early twenties. She has long curly brown hair and is wearing a tight blouse and a very short skirt, under the skirt she is wearing black pantyhose. She is looking interested with her bright blue eyes at the young man that is curled up naked on the floor.
"Good. Come sit here on my desk Rebecca and face the boy on the floor."
Jim has calmed down slightly but can feel his testicles throbbing painfully every time blood pulses through. He looks up at the beautiful woman as she walks past him, smelling her perfume. She lifts herself onto the desk and spreads her legs. Jim can see that she isn't wearing any panties under her pantyhose. Despite the pain, he can feel his penis tingling.
"Look who just woke up," Nathalie says mockingly. "I think you will love this next part and I promise there will be no pain involved. If you can manage to follow my instructions I will give you $2000. Go stick your face right in her crotch boy."
Jim hesitates at this command. He looks inquisitively at his mother who nods gravely. Still unsure he walks towards the beautiful woman. As he reaches her he once again looks to his mother for approval, but she is now looking in the opposite direction, wanting no part of this. He looks at Rebecca and she just smiles at him, she is the most beautiful woman Jim has ever seen. Slowly he crouches down and puts his face in between Rebecca's legs, he can feel her soft and warm thighs on his cheeks and he inhales her smell deeply. Rebecca moans and crosses her legs, trapping his head and forcing his face deep into her crotch.
"Come on, lick!" Rebecca says while caressing his hair. He doesn't need much encouragement and starts to eagerly lick her pussy through the pantyhose. His cock is rock hard and bobbing in the air.
Nathalie walks up to Jessica. She grabs her hair roughly. "Come on you slut, I need you to watch this." She says while pulling her by her hair toward the couple on the desk. Jessica yelps in pain and is forced to follow. They both crouch down by the boy, just a few centimeters from his erect member. They can both see the precum dripping from the cock.
"Jim, I want you to jerk that big cock of yours," Nathalie says to the boy. He is desperate for release and immediately starts jerking off.
"Look at the huge monster cock of your son," Nathalie says to Jessica, still gripping her hair tightly. "Look!" she commands as she pushes her to the front of the desk so that the big cock is pointing straight at her face.
Jim's ears are covered by Rebecca's thighs so he is completely ******* of his mother's predicament. He can feel a breath on his cock, but he is too focused on his pleasure for him to pay any attention to it. Jessica on the other hand is disgusted, but Nathalie is making sure she is keeping her eyes open.
"Looks like he's getting close. Open your mouth, your son has a gift for you."
"Oh god. P-please no. Don't make me do this! This is so wrong."
"If you don't catch his juicy load in your cunt mouth you can kiss your job goodbye."
"No. Please. This isn't right..." she moans but opens her mouth wide.
Seconds later Jim shoots his load straight into the mouth of his mother. Tears of humiliation and disgust are streaming down her face, but she catches the entire load which fills up her mouth. The awful taste of her son's cum starts registering in her brain and just as she is about to spit it out Nathalie covers her mouth.
"Drink up," she orders.
Jessica has a panicked look on her face and shakes her head no, but Nathalie covers her nose with her hand, making it impossible for her to breathe and she is forced to swallow. Nathalie can feel the mother shudder in disgust as she forces the thick awful tasting cum down her throat.
"Good girl. How did your son's cum taste?"
"Oh god," she says desperately trying not to vomit, her mouth filling with saliva. "Oh god. Could I get something to wash away the taste please?"
"Sure," Nathalie hands her a 2-liter pitcher of water. As Jessica reaches for it Nathalie pulls it back. "On one condition - you have to finish the entire thing."
"Yes yes, I promise. Please just give it to me."
Jessica starts chugging the pitcher down. Meanwhile, her son has recovered from his orgasm and tries to pull away, but Rebecca has his head locked with her legs.
"Not yet little man. We're not done yet," Rebecca says.
His mouth is still wide open covering her pussy and all of a sudden he can feel his mouth quickly filling with a hot liquid. Unprepared for the horrible taste of the urine he starts choking, how could this beautiful girl produce something tasting this foul he wonders. Rebecca squeezes her legs even tighter so that he is unable to breathe and he is forced to swallow down the awful-tasting piss that is continuously shooting into his mouth. This continues for several minutes, once in a while she spreads her legs slightly so that he is allowed a short breath of air. But she keeps her scissor hold of his head until she has completely emptied her bladder.
"Ha-ha, did you have an accident, Rebecca?" Nathalie laughs.
"Yes, but luckily this boy was here to clean it up."
"Looks like he did a bad job though," Nathalie says pointing at the pool of pee that is trapped between Rebecca's legs. "Why don't you finish the job," she starts saying as she grabs Jim's balls from behind. "BOY," she finishes as she starts squeezing his sensitive testicles.
"Owww, yes I will! Please stop!" the boy pleads in pain as he hurriedly dives back in between Rebecca's thighs and starts sucking the pee from the desk.
The disgusting slurping sounds grab Jessica's attention who is feeling very bloated after just finishing two liters of water and who hasn't been paying attention to what has been going on.
"W-what are you doing? Stop, you're hurting him!"
"This is part of the $2000 deal we had."
"But, you said there was no pain involved!"
"Alright, alright," Nathalie says as she drops his balls. "He's almost finished anyway. Now suck her wet pantyhose clean."
Thankful for having his balls released Jim does as told and starts sucking the remaining pee out of Rebecca's pantyhose. The bitter, salty taste is impossible to get used to and he has to constantly fight the urge to throw up all over Rebecca's crotch.
"Suck it clean from what? What are you doing to him?" Jessica demands to know.
"Your son has been drinking my beautiful assistant's piss like a good boy."
"You are sick! How can you treat people like this!?" Jessica yells at her boss, sobbing with tears in her eyes.
"Relax, he did so well I will throw in another $1000 for a job well done. Aren't you happy?"
"Y-yes," Jessica remembers they are doing all these horrible things for her ******** and relaxes. "I apologize for my temper, thank you, Miss Wood."
"You're welcome," Nathalie says and turns her attention to the couple at the desk. "I think you are finished cleaning her. Thank you, Rebecca, you may leave."
"Thanks, Nat, that was fun! Maybe I'll see you later," she says and winks at Jim.
Jim is very confused about his emotions. Although he can still feel the foul taste of her piss in his mouth, he cannot forget the scent of her perfume and the taste of her vagina. "M-maybe," he stammers.
"Stop flirting with my employees. If I were you I'd worry about what's coming up next instead. Jessica, I will pay you $1000 for every kick to your son's testicles. But they must be hard, one thousand dollars hard."
"That's... that's very generous Miss Wood. Jim... honey, do you think you can handle more? For Sarah?"
"Huh? Yeah sure," Jim responds absentmindedly still thinking about Rebecca. The furthest he has gotten with his current girlfriend Amanda is hand-holding and the occasional hug. Although there is no doubt in his mind that Amanda is the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with, his feelings for Rebecca are something else - animalistic feelings for a real woman.
"Jim, stand in front of mommy. I want you to look each other in the eyes when she does it."
Jim is still only half-paying attention and stands in front of his mother. As he looks at her he can tell something is wrong from her pained expression and the tears streaming down her face.
"Wait, what's going o-" Jim is interrupted by a powerful kick that hits him square in the testicles, flattening them painfully into his pelvic bone.
This kick made the previous punch feel like a playful tickle. The wind is knocked out of him and he falls to the floor on his knees and elbows, gasping for air. Like in a fever, millions of simultaneous thoughts rush through his head. "How can God allow pain like this to exist?" he ponders. "There is no God, there is no Heaven. Only Hell, life is Hell."
Both women are watching Jim as he's on the floor mumbling, still resting on his elbows and knees with his ass high in the air.
"Do another," Nathalie encourages the mother. "He is completely exposed, it's another easy $1000. It's only a second, how bad could it be? Remember your poor ******** fighting in the hospital, what's a second of pain compared to her struggle?"
Jessica is frozen watching her catatonic son. Her mother's instincts are fighting each other. Finally her love for her youngest wins over her love for her adult son. She steps behind Jim and measures up another kick.
"I'm sorry Jim," she cries. "I-I have to. For Sarah... Please forgive me,, God."
She delivers another brutal kick to her son's balls, as hard - or maybe even harder - than the previous kick. The force lifts Jim several centimeters in the air. As he lands he is still frozen in the position on all fours.
"See, that wasn't too bad," Nathalie lies. "Quick, do another for an easy thousand bucks."
Jessica delivers another brutal strike to Jim's testicles which once again lifts him several centimeters off the floor. This time he lands flat on his stomach.
Jessica rushes to her son's side. She can see that his eyes are closed and drool is pouring out of his mouth. "Jim? Jim, are you ok Jim?" She tries to shake him awake but he is not responding.
"Oh, you didn't know? He fainted after the first kick. You kicked your son so hard in his nuts that he fainted from the pain!"
"What? You knew!? Why did you ask me to keep going? You... you bitch!"
In front of the desk stands an older woman. The woman is Jessica Stone a single mother of two. If you look closely you can see that she must've been very beautiful at a young age, but at 45 age has taken a toll on her. She is 180 cm tall and weighs 100 kg she is quite plump with two very large breasts. She has long and wavy brown hair and two big brown eyes. Standing next to Jessica is her son Jim, he is 18 years old but looks younger. He has brown hair like his mother's and a beautiful boyish face, perhaps better described as cute rather than handsome.
"Thanks, for coming," Nathalie breaks the silence. "Jessica, I've been getting so much mail about you from the finance department recently, they say your numbers are really bad and they want me to fire you."
"Miss Wood, please I beg you!"
"Hold on, let me finish. Dana told me your ******** is sick or something, is that true?"
"Y-yes that is true. Thank you for your concern." Jessica says with her eyes tearing up at the mention of her ******** Sarah.
"Oh my god, that's so sad! And then you have this loser son too."
"Ma'am, I'm just about to graduate from high scho-"
"Shut up," Nathalie interrupts. "I asked you to bring him because I have a great idea. I've come up with a plan for you to keep your job and also make some money. Smart, huh?
"Yes! Thank you, Miss Wood!"
"Awesome! This is going to be so much fun! I want you two to do some small tasks for me. If you don't want to do them then you can leave, but then I'll have to fire you, Okay, first take off your clothes Jim."
"Errr... What? In front of my mother? Could she leave the room first?"
"No, do it or you can both leave the room."
"Please," Jessica pleads, "is this really necessary Miss Wood?"
Nathalie glares at her in response. "Jim," Jessica says, "it's nothing I haven't seen before. Please, just do it for Sarah." Red in the face from embarrassment Jim hesitantly begins to undress. Starting with his shirt reveals a muscular upper body. Continuing on he removes shoes, socks, and pants. Standing awkwardly in his underpants he hesitates. "The-these too?" he stammers, unable to look at the young woman.
"Yes, stop stalling and do it."
He takes a deep breath and starts to remove his underwear. As soon as they are removed he quickly covers his privates with his hands.
"So modest. Stop trying to cover up and come over here."
The boy feels like he will die of shame but does as she says. Nathalie grabs his cock with one hand and his balls with the other.
"Wow, what a big cock! Jessica look at it!" Jessica who has been staring at the floor this whole time is forced to look at her son's genitals. He does indeed have a big and fat cock, his balls are very big as well."Aren't you proud of your son's big fat cock mom? Even his testicles are huge!"
"Y-yes." Jessica stammers, feeling very uneasy.
Nathalie slowly strokes Jim's cock. Despite the humiliation it starts to respond, after a couple of strokes it is fully erect at 20 cm, and Nathalie can feel it pulsing in her hand. "Holy shit, what a beast! Go over to your mom and show her."
"N-no, I don't need to see it."
"Well, I want you to look at it, now go!" Nathalie orders Jim and slaps his ass to get her point across. The boy yelps and reluctantly walks over to his mother, his erect penis bobbing in the air as he walks toward her. His face is completely beet red and he is staring at his feet wishing he could sink through the floor. As he stands next to his mother his erection has dwindled a bit and he is now only semi-erect, with his member jutting out 90 degrees from his body. "Grab ahold of your son's big fat cock Jessica."
"What? You're sick!"
"Oh? You'd rather let your ******** die than touch your son's penis? Fine with me, close the door after you."
"Wait... I'll do it... I'll do it." Jessica reaches down and grabs her son's penis in her hand. Both embarrassed by the situation, mother and son are refusing to look at each other. His member is completely flaccid at this point.
"Stroke it a bit," Nathalie demands.
Jessica starts stroking her son. It takes a bit longer this time, but after a minute of stroking it is fully erect once again.
"Jim!" Jessica exclaims in disgust.
"I-I can't help it," Jim moans.
"You're so fucking sick boy, getting a hard-on from your other. Why don't you slap his cock instead, teach your son some manners!" Jessica hesitates for a few seconds and then gives him a light tap on the shaft. "No, no, no. Slap it hard, on the head of his cock."
Jessica looks at her son for approval, but he has shut his eyes. She raises her hand high in the air and brings it swooshing down towards his cock. As her hand reaches his penis only the fingertips connect with his cockhead and a loud slap echoes through the room, his cock bobbing up and down and quickly deflating. Jim bites his lip not to scream. Shocked by the power of her strike she embraces her son. "I'm sorry Jim! I don't know my strength. Does it hurt honey?"
"I'm fine," Jim grunts while rubbing his tender cock.
"How adorable," Nathalie says sarcastically, "but we've only started. Now I want you to grab his balls with one hand and punch him as hard as you can with the other."
"What!? No, I can't do that!"
"I will pay you $500 if you do it and I will let you keep your job. But you better punch hard, you will have to continue until I think it's hard enough."
"Oh god, why are you doing this to us?"
"Mom, it's ok."
"B-but, won't it hurt?"
"I think so, but let's just get this over with."
Encouraged by her son's words, Jessica grabs his balls with her left hand, exposing his two large orbs through her fist. She raises her right arm in the air and hesitates, unsure of how hard to hit. She decides to use medium strength, hoping this will please the girl. She quickly brings her fist down, hitting them perfectly with her knuckles. The trapped testicles are painfully crushed between her left fist and her knuckles and Jim lets out a cry and drops to the floor and curling up into a ball. At the sight of his pain, the mother falls to her knees to comfort her son. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry honey," she exclaims while petting his hair. Jim feels sick to his stomach and can only grunt in response.
"That was too soft!" Nathalie says annoyed, "I said as hard as you can. We will continue until you get it right."
"W-what? No, please! Can't you see how much pain he's in? I couldn't do it again."
Nathalie stays silent with an annoyed look on her face.
"Jim, honey. Do you think you can do it again? Please, I'm sure it will be over soon."
Jim coughs, "Hnnng.... W-wait a second," panting and trying to gather strength for a second punch. He's shocked that it's even possible to punch harder than that, he had never felt pain like that before. After a couple of minutes, he raises on trembling legs. "I think I'm... Errm, ready." Jessica grabs his balls once again, the pain of her touch causes Jim to flinch and groan in pain. His balls are still very sore, she can see the red marks on the skin from where her knuckles connected. She hesitates when she sees his pained expression, but she draws a deep breath and pulls her arm back. She closes her eyes and exhales deeply, as she opens her eyes she brings down her fist as hard as she can. A loud thud fills the room as her fist strikes down on her son's balls. It is a very powerful strike and for a fraction of a second Jim's testicles are almost completely flattened between his mother's two hands. Jim stands frozen for a second or two before letting out a deafening scream as the pain reaches his brain and he falls to the floor, still howling. His mother is shocked by his reaction and falls to the ground, embracing her naked son in regret. They can both hear Nathalie laughing.
"Jim! Are you ok? I'm so sorry! Please talk to me, Jim!" Jessica tries desperately to get a response from Jim, but all he can do is try to breathe through the pain that somehow is ten times worse than the first punch.
"That was awesome!" Nathalie exclaims excitedly from behind her desk. "Holy shit that looked like it hurt! See what you did to your son Jessica?"
"You're horrible!" Jessica yells with hatred in her eyes. "Are you happy now? Come on Jim, we're leaving."
"You want to leave already?" Nathalie pouts her lip. "Okay, I will give you the $500 as promised, but I'll have to fire you."
"W-what? Why are you doing this to us?" Jessica asks with tears in her eyes. She takes a couple of deep breaths to relax. "Okay... You can do anything you want to me, but please leave my son alone."
"No." Nathalie reaches over to the intercom and presses a button. "Rebecca could you come in here please."
Through the door walks a beautiful woman in her early twenties. She has long curly brown hair and is wearing a tight blouse and a very short skirt, under the skirt she is wearing black pantyhose. She is looking interested with her bright blue eyes at the young man that is curled up naked on the floor.
"Good. Come sit here on my desk Rebecca and face the boy on the floor."
Jim has calmed down slightly but can feel his testicles throbbing painfully every time blood pulses through. He looks up at the beautiful woman as she walks past him, smelling her perfume. She lifts herself onto the desk and spreads her legs. Jim can see that she isn't wearing any panties under her pantyhose. Despite the pain, he can feel his penis tingling.
"Look who just woke up," Nathalie says mockingly. "I think you will love this next part and I promise there will be no pain involved. If you can manage to follow my instructions I will give you $2000. Go stick your face right in her crotch boy."
Jim hesitates at this command. He looks inquisitively at his mother who nods gravely. Still unsure he walks towards the beautiful woman. As he reaches her he once again looks to his mother for approval, but she is now looking in the opposite direction, wanting no part of this. He looks at Rebecca and she just smiles at him, she is the most beautiful woman Jim has ever seen. Slowly he crouches down and puts his face in between Rebecca's legs, he can feel her soft and warm thighs on his cheeks and he inhales her smell deeply. Rebecca moans and crosses her legs, trapping his head and forcing his face deep into her crotch.
"Come on, lick!" Rebecca says while caressing his hair. He doesn't need much encouragement and starts to eagerly lick her pussy through the pantyhose. His cock is rock hard and bobbing in the air.
Nathalie walks up to Jessica. She grabs her hair roughly. "Come on you slut, I need you to watch this." She says while pulling her by her hair toward the couple on the desk. Jessica yelps in pain and is forced to follow. They both crouch down by the boy, just a few centimeters from his erect member. They can both see the precum dripping from the cock.
"Jim, I want you to jerk that big cock of yours," Nathalie says to the boy. He is desperate for release and immediately starts jerking off.
"Look at the huge monster cock of your son," Nathalie says to Jessica, still gripping her hair tightly. "Look!" she commands as she pushes her to the front of the desk so that the big cock is pointing straight at her face.
Jim's ears are covered by Rebecca's thighs so he is completely ******* of his mother's predicament. He can feel a breath on his cock, but he is too focused on his pleasure for him to pay any attention to it. Jessica on the other hand is disgusted, but Nathalie is making sure she is keeping her eyes open.
"Looks like he's getting close. Open your mouth, your son has a gift for you."
"Oh god. P-please no. Don't make me do this! This is so wrong."
"If you don't catch his juicy load in your cunt mouth you can kiss your job goodbye."
"No. Please. This isn't right..." she moans but opens her mouth wide.
Seconds later Jim shoots his load straight into the mouth of his mother. Tears of humiliation and disgust are streaming down her face, but she catches the entire load which fills up her mouth. The awful taste of her son's cum starts registering in her brain and just as she is about to spit it out Nathalie covers her mouth.
"Drink up," she orders.
Jessica has a panicked look on her face and shakes her head no, but Nathalie covers her nose with her hand, making it impossible for her to breathe and she is forced to swallow. Nathalie can feel the mother shudder in disgust as she forces the thick awful tasting cum down her throat.
"Good girl. How did your son's cum taste?"
"Oh god," she says desperately trying not to vomit, her mouth filling with saliva. "Oh god. Could I get something to wash away the taste please?"
"Sure," Nathalie hands her a 2-liter pitcher of water. As Jessica reaches for it Nathalie pulls it back. "On one condition - you have to finish the entire thing."
"Yes yes, I promise. Please just give it to me."
Jessica starts chugging the pitcher down. Meanwhile, her son has recovered from his orgasm and tries to pull away, but Rebecca has his head locked with her legs.
"Not yet little man. We're not done yet," Rebecca says.
His mouth is still wide open covering her pussy and all of a sudden he can feel his mouth quickly filling with a hot liquid. Unprepared for the horrible taste of the urine he starts choking, how could this beautiful girl produce something tasting this foul he wonders. Rebecca squeezes her legs even tighter so that he is unable to breathe and he is forced to swallow down the awful-tasting piss that is continuously shooting into his mouth. This continues for several minutes, once in a while she spreads her legs slightly so that he is allowed a short breath of air. But she keeps her scissor hold of his head until she has completely emptied her bladder.
"Ha-ha, did you have an accident, Rebecca?" Nathalie laughs.
"Yes, but luckily this boy was here to clean it up."
"Looks like he did a bad job though," Nathalie says pointing at the pool of pee that is trapped between Rebecca's legs. "Why don't you finish the job," she starts saying as she grabs Jim's balls from behind. "BOY," she finishes as she starts squeezing his sensitive testicles.
"Owww, yes I will! Please stop!" the boy pleads in pain as he hurriedly dives back in between Rebecca's thighs and starts sucking the pee from the desk.
The disgusting slurping sounds grab Jessica's attention who is feeling very bloated after just finishing two liters of water and who hasn't been paying attention to what has been going on.
"W-what are you doing? Stop, you're hurting him!"
"This is part of the $2000 deal we had."
"But, you said there was no pain involved!"
"Alright, alright," Nathalie says as she drops his balls. "He's almost finished anyway. Now suck her wet pantyhose clean."
Thankful for having his balls released Jim does as told and starts sucking the remaining pee out of Rebecca's pantyhose. The bitter, salty taste is impossible to get used to and he has to constantly fight the urge to throw up all over Rebecca's crotch.
"Suck it clean from what? What are you doing to him?" Jessica demands to know.
"Your son has been drinking my beautiful assistant's piss like a good boy."
"You are sick! How can you treat people like this!?" Jessica yells at her boss, sobbing with tears in her eyes.
"Relax, he did so well I will throw in another $1000 for a job well done. Aren't you happy?"
"Y-yes," Jessica remembers they are doing all these horrible things for her ******** and relaxes. "I apologize for my temper, thank you, Miss Wood."
"You're welcome," Nathalie says and turns her attention to the couple at the desk. "I think you are finished cleaning her. Thank you, Rebecca, you may leave."
"Thanks, Nat, that was fun! Maybe I'll see you later," she says and winks at Jim.
Jim is very confused about his emotions. Although he can still feel the foul taste of her piss in his mouth, he cannot forget the scent of her perfume and the taste of her vagina. "M-maybe," he stammers.
"Stop flirting with my employees. If I were you I'd worry about what's coming up next instead. Jessica, I will pay you $1000 for every kick to your son's testicles. But they must be hard, one thousand dollars hard."
"That's... that's very generous Miss Wood. Jim... honey, do you think you can handle more? For Sarah?"
"Huh? Yeah sure," Jim responds absentmindedly still thinking about Rebecca. The furthest he has gotten with his current girlfriend Amanda is hand-holding and the occasional hug. Although there is no doubt in his mind that Amanda is the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with, his feelings for Rebecca are something else - animalistic feelings for a real woman.
"Jim, stand in front of mommy. I want you to look each other in the eyes when she does it."
Jim is still only half-paying attention and stands in front of his mother. As he looks at her he can tell something is wrong from her pained expression and the tears streaming down her face.
"Wait, what's going o-" Jim is interrupted by a powerful kick that hits him square in the testicles, flattening them painfully into his pelvic bone.
This kick made the previous punch feel like a playful tickle. The wind is knocked out of him and he falls to the floor on his knees and elbows, gasping for air. Like in a fever, millions of simultaneous thoughts rush through his head. "How can God allow pain like this to exist?" he ponders. "There is no God, there is no Heaven. Only Hell, life is Hell."
Both women are watching Jim as he's on the floor mumbling, still resting on his elbows and knees with his ass high in the air.
"Do another," Nathalie encourages the mother. "He is completely exposed, it's another easy $1000. It's only a second, how bad could it be? Remember your poor ******** fighting in the hospital, what's a second of pain compared to her struggle?"
Jessica is frozen watching her catatonic son. Her mother's instincts are fighting each other. Finally her love for her youngest wins over her love for her adult son. She steps behind Jim and measures up another kick.
"I'm sorry Jim," she cries. "I-I have to. For Sarah... Please forgive me,, God."
She delivers another brutal kick to her son's balls, as hard - or maybe even harder - than the previous kick. The force lifts Jim several centimeters in the air. As he lands he is still frozen in the position on all fours.
"See, that wasn't too bad," Nathalie lies. "Quick, do another for an easy thousand bucks."
Jessica delivers another brutal strike to Jim's testicles which once again lifts him several centimeters off the floor. This time he lands flat on his stomach.
Jessica rushes to her son's side. She can see that his eyes are closed and drool is pouring out of his mouth. "Jim? Jim, are you ok Jim?" She tries to shake him awake but he is not responding.
"Oh, you didn't know? He fainted after the first kick. You kicked your son so hard in his nuts that he fainted from the pain!"
"What? You knew!? Why did you ask me to keep going? You... you bitch!"
The working Mother II
"I only had your ********* best in mind. Testicles are very durable, trust me."
"Yes, I suppose you are right. But he looked so scared just as I was about to kick him the first time."
"I know. Let's sit down in my sofa and you can tell me all about your ******** as Jim gets his rest."
Nathalie patiently listens to the tearful mothers' story about her poor ********, while occasionally glancing over to the naked boy lying passed out on the floor.
After 20 minutes they can hear Jim groaning on the floor as he wakes up.
"How are you feeling boy?" Nathalie asks.
"Honey, are you okay?" the concerned mother asks.
"Oww, it really hurts," he groans as he holds his balls. "I-I really have to use the bathroom."
"Of course you do," Nathalie laughs, "you drank all that piss."
Jim shudders at the reminder. Nathalie studies Jim while pondering something.
"Alright," Nathalie says as she walks to her desk. She rummages through her drawers until finally lifting up a pair of handcuffs. "These will do. We have a lot of sensitive information in this office, I can't have an unauthorized person just wandering through the halls and rummage through our secret documents."
Nathalie forces Jim's hands behind his back and locks them in place, she sits back down in the sofa next to Jessica.
"Before you leave Jim, I think you should let your mother see that your testicles aren't permanently damaged."
"Y-yes," stammers Jessica. "Please let me see Jim."
Jessica takes his balls in her hands and feels the shape of his testicles. Jim flinches at her touch, his balls are very sensitive from all the abuse they have received.
"I'm so sorry Jim, I never wanted this to happen. T-they are so swollen and a bit bruised, but the testicles are fine, I think."
His testicles have swollen to the size of two eggs and the skin of his scrotum is stretched tight over them, a large blue bruise has formed at the center of his sac where his mother's foot struck.
"Yes, he's fine. Now go pee pee," Nathalie says as she leads him out of her office and closing the door behind him, apparently not interested in letting him use the private bathroom connected to her office.
Jim is standing confused outside the office for a few seconds, before he realizes that he is naked and handcuffed standing in an open office plan, he can see at least 15 women working at their desks.
"Hi Jim."
Jim turns his head to see the beautiful assistant Rebecca sitting at her desk right next to him. His face turns beet-red.
"H-hi," he stammers. He leans in close and whispers: "Uhm, I-I have to use the bathroom."
"Mhm," she says while staring at his swollen balls. "JENNY!" she yells across the office. 15 women turn their heads. A young cute woman walks over to them, she is eyeing the naked Jim up and down.
"Jenny," Rebecca repeats, softer this time. "Do you know if there is a men's room or unisex bathroom on this floor? The boy here has to pee-pee."
"Oh dear," Jenny says concerned, she places a hand on Jim's shoulder. "You have to pee-pee? Hmm, I think there is a unisex bathroom connected to meeting room A348. You just have to walk out through the door here take a right after room A307..."
Jim listens absentmindedly to her long instruction, he is distracted by Rebecca who has pushed her chair away from her desk. She has removed her soiled pantyhose and is rubbing her naked pussy for Jim to see. His cock quickly stiffens.
"You got that?" Jenny asks.
"W-what?" Jim responds, confused.
"Great, I will let you out."
Jenny leads the confused boy by the arm through the office, the women are all staring at him as he passes.
"What a horny boy," one older woman says. "Walking around with his hard cock."
All the women laugh. Jim closes his eyes hard, trying to ignore the situation. But it proves difficult as Jenny has chosen a shortcut passing through all the cubicles instead of going the long way around them. The women pinch and slap him on his butt as he passes them, while shouting obscenities at him. Finally they reach a door, Jenny presses a button to unlock it and pushes Jim through the door.
"Now remember what I said, meeting room A3..." she cuts off as the door shuts closed and locks in front of her.
Jim is standing naked, locked out of the office with his hands cuffed behind his back unable to cover his nakedness and with no idea where to go. Tears starts to well up in his eyes and he kicks the door, desperate to get back, but it stays closed. He tries to remember the directions, "First turn right after room A30-something..." He looks at the sign next to a nearby office, "B605". He starts to wander aimlessly down the long winding hallways, hoping not to be seen. He's forced to walk at a slow pace to avoid his swollen balls painfully slapping against his legs. After a couple of minutes of wandering he is even more lost than before, not even sure how to get back to the starting point. Suddenly he hears a squeaking sound behind him. He turns to look and sees a cleaning lady pushing a cart of cleaning supplies. She's a dumpy middle aged woman. "She doesn't look nice." Jim thinks. She has a grin on her face, staring interested at the naked Jim. She stops her cart when she's right next to him. She doesn't say a word, just silently staring at his naked body.
"Uhmm..." Jim says, very uncomfortable by her stares.
"Are you lost, naked boy?"
"Y-yes... I'm looking for a meeting room. C-could you please help me ma-am?"
"There are many meeting rooms here, you'll have to be more specific."
"There's... uhmm. There's a men's room connected to it."
"Oh, do you have to pee pee?" the woman laughs. "I don't think I know that one, we can ask my colleagues, they might know."
The woman starts moving at a high pace down the hallway. Jim struggles to follow her, but his bruised testicles bouncing against his thighs causes him to stop several times to recover from the pain. The woman looks behind her and sees him lagging behind.
"Hurry up, I don't have all day."
She watches him struggle to catch up, his dick and balls flopping around.
"Please ma'am, not so fast. It hurts."
She sighs with an annoyed look on her face. "Do you want my help or not?" She asks as she rummages through her cart. She pulls out a rope that she ties to her cart. Then she moves towards Jim.
"Ma'am, no please I'll keep up. I promise!" Jim pleads as she ties the other end of the rope to his balls.
"You better!" she grins as she starts moving again.
Jim tries his best to keep up with the woman's pace, but if he leaves too much slack his balls starts bouncing against his thighs again and if the slack is too short his balls are stretched painfully by the cart. He decides the pain from his balls hitting his thighs is preferable and he keeps close to the woman.
She stops in front of a door. A348. "Here it is," she says. Jim stops to look at the door. Suddenly he feels an extremely painful yank on his balls and he falls to the floor crying in pain. As the woman stopped she just let the heavy cart keep going at high speed.
"Just kidding," the woman laughs, "we have a bit to go still."
Jim is left no time to recover from the intense pain as the woman starts walking again and he scrambles to his feet to keep up. After a while they reach another door.
"Here it is," she says, once again letting go of the cart at high speed.
This time Jim is ready for it, but there is not much he can do except follow the cart trailing down the corridors. He tries to brake the cart by pulling with his balls but the pain in his balls is too intense and he is forced to run along the cart until it stops on its own, 30 meters further down the corridor.
"Where are you going?" the woman shouts down the hallway, "didn't you want directions?"
Jim is forced to pull the cart by his balls back the 30 meters to the laughing woman. Another woman has popped her head out from the door and is watching amused as the wincing boy struggles to reach them. The new woman is slightly older with blonde greying hair and a leathery sunburnt face. She cackles laughing with her hoarse smoker's voice, with the occasional cough, as the other woman tells her about their adventures. Jim is relieved to find out that the woman knows where the office is and even more relieved when the rope is untied from the cart. But his hopes are dashed when they leave his balls tied up.
"I was in the middle of my break, why don't you join me while I finish my coffee?"
Jim's pleads are interrupted by a painful yank on the rope as the two women lead him in to the room by the rope like a dog on a leash. He is led into a very small room, the walls stocked with cleaning supplies. Against one wall there's a table with a coffee machine and next to it a small sofa. Jim is pushed into the middle of the sofa and the two ladies squeeze down on either side of him. They are squeezed tight and Jim can smell their breaths reeking of tobacco and coffee. He is unable to stop their hands as they molest his body. They laugh at his screams when they pinch his nipples with their sharp nails. Their hands travel down to his crotch and they start rub his penis, trying to get it erect. When they notice he doesn't respond to their touch they turn to torturing him instead. They drag their long fingernails along his shaft and pinch his cock and balls, eventually replaced by squeezing and slapping. The women cackle as they watch him squirm and wince from the pain.
After maybe ten minutes they tire of this and the blonde sunburnt woman grabs the rope close to Jim's balls and wraps it around her hand.
"You want to go pee pee now?" she mocks and yank the rope which causes him to shoot out of the sofa howling in pain.
Jim struggles to keep up with the woman's high pace, his balls painfully stretched by the woman. She is constantly yanking the rope to make him hurry up, making him yelp from the pain. She stops by a door, Jim reads the sign next to it: " He tries to protest as he watches her tie the rope to the door handle, but she just laughs. She pounds loudly on the door with her fist.
"Good luck!" she cackles as she hurriedly walks away.
"Who is it?" an annoyed voice asks on the other side of the door.
Jim isn't sure how do respond and just steels himself for the pain to come as he watches the door handle.
The woman inside is very annoyed at the interruption and walks to the door. She yanks the door open with great force.
"This room is booked all da-" she starts to say, "oh dear!" She watches in surprise as a screaming naked young man is flung into the room, his hands cuffed behind his back.
Jim is in a daze for a minute, unable to focus on anything but the searing pain in his balls. When he is finally able to regain his focus he looks at the woman who answered the door. She is an attractive black woman in her mid-thirties, dressed in a smart business suit. She is busy trying to untie the knot from the door handle. He looks around the room and he can see a complicated looking diagram projected on a wall, in the middle is a large table and Jim is mortified to see ten women seated at the table all looking interested at his naked body. His face turns bright red.
"Now how can we help you young man?" the woman untying the knot asks him.
His bladder is almost at the point of bursting. "Uhm, I need t-to pee, ma'am."
"You need to pee?" the woman says loudly, the women at the table giggle. "Well you're in luck - the only men's room in the floor is located in this room. This is the room we use whenever we have male costumers for meetings."
She finally manages to untie the knot from the door handle and grabs him by the shoulder and leads him to a door inside the room. Behind the door is a large and sparsely decorated bathroom, against the back wall stands a single urinal and next to it a sink. The women pool into the bathroom to watch the spectacle.
"I will help you," a young beautiful redhead woman offers.
She puts her arm around his waist and leads him to the urinal. Her other arm reaches down and she grabs his cock in a soft grip. Jim can feel her big chest pressing against his side, she smells really good. She points his penis towards the urinal.
"Ok, you can pee pee now," she teases while softly moving her thumb in a circle over his sensitive cock head. His cock quickly stiffens at her touch.
"He can't pee like that!" an older woman laughs. "He will spray the whole bathroom with his pee."
"Maybe I can help this erection go away," the woman handling his penis purrs into his ear.
She sucks on his earlobe while she slowly and softly moves her hand up and down over the entire length of his penis. After not long precum starts dripping out of his cock. He can feel his balls tightening and is right on the edge of orgasm, when...
"JIM!" his mother comes rushing into the bathroom. The young woman drops his penis and backs away from him. "Are you alright? I've been looking all over for you! Come, let's go back."
"I-I still have to pee," Jim whispers to her, red in the face.
"Oh," she says embarrassed. She looks down at his erect cock pointing in the air, glistening with precum. She looks to the girl who was just jerking him off.
"M-maybe it's better if you do it," the mother pleads.
"Gross! I don't want to touch that disgusting thing," the girl responds.
Jessica looks to the other women in the bathroom and they all have the same disgusted look on their faces. She hesitantly grabs his penis with the tip of her thumb and index finger. She tries to bend the penis towards the urinal, but Jim's grunts of pain forces her to stop.
"You have to jerk him off to make it go soft," an older woman says.
"I-I can't do that!" Jessica says shocked. She looks desperately to the women for help, but to no avail. Suddenly she remembers something.
"I'm sorry Jim," she says. "This is the only way." Jessica reaches down to his swollen nuts and squeezes them hard.
"Mom, please no! Aaaaaarghh!"
Jim screams in pain but his screams are drowned down by the sound of women's laughter. But the pain did the trick and he is quickly flaccid again. Jessica grabs her son's penis softly with her thumb and index finger and points it towards the urinal. It takes him a couple of minutes before he can go due to all the laughing and taunts from the audience. Finally he is able to release his bladder into the urinal, after about 30 seconds he is finished.
"You have to shake them when they're done," a woman advices. Jessica follows the instruction and gives his penis a shake. The women all applaud.
"What a nice mommy you have," the beautiful young redhead says mockingly, "helping you pee pee."
Jessica grabs Jim's arm and hurriedly leads him back toward Nathalie's office. But they only get a few meters out of the conference room before Jim falls screaming to the ground. Jessica is horrified to see that the rope trailing behind Jim got stuck on the conference room door as it closed behind them. She tries desperately to untie the tight knot around his balls, but all the hard yanks he has been forced to endure has made the knot very tight.
It is lunch time and the corridors are getting more crowded now, Jim's screams has attracted the attention of quite a few women who are watching interested as the mother struggles to untie the knot from her son's balls. Jessica soon gives up on the knot, she is almost as embarrassed as Jim at her colleagues watching. Some them she's been working with for more than 10 years. She picks up the rope and helps Jim to his feet and they start to jog down the long hallways, with Jim's dick and balls flopping in the air.
As they are jogging down the hallways Jessica sees a familiar face, she stops dead in her tracks trying desperately to find an escape route. But it's too late; the woman has already seen them and is quickly walking towards them.
"Jessica!" she says while looking Jim up and down. "Wow, who is this piece of meat? How did you find this boy toy?" She sounds very impressed.
The woman is Dana, she is the same age as Jessica and her closest friend at work.
"No, Dana... It's... It's not like that." Jessica stutters, beet red in her face.
"Come one, don't be like that! We've known each other for a long time. Let me look a bit closer."
Dana crouches down right by Jim's crotch. Jim, who doesn't like where this is going, backs away from the woman, but Dana quickly grabs the rope and pulls him back in.
"This is so practical Jessica!"
"Mom, can we leave please?" Jim grunts.
"You have him call you mom?" Dana laughs. "I didn't know you were this kinky!"
Jessica is too embarrassed to admit the truth and stays silent. Dana has grabbed Jim's cock and is stroking it.
"Fuck, this is a big one! I just can't resist having a taste." Dana says and fills her mouth with his cock. She is very good with her tongue and Jim can't avoid getting fully erect.
"Holy shit what a monster! I bet you have all kinds of fun with this thing. Come on, share some details! Why are you so quiet?"
Sensing Dana's suspicion Jessica feels forced to play along: "Yes... It's a nice big cock. I- I love to suck on it."
"Mom!" Jim exclaims, shocked by his gentle mother's words.
"Fuck, I bet his cum tastes great too," Dana says while stroking the erect penis, a bit of precum has started leaking out and she hungrily laps it up. Jessica shudders at the memory of eating his cum earlier.
"It tastes incredible," Jessica lies, "I usually drink it three or four times a day."
"Mom! Please, can we leave?"
"Alright you can drop the act," Dana says, "I'm not into this ****** stuff."
"No, I'm really her so- ooooof!" Jim is interrupted by a hard slap to the testicles from Jessica.
"That's enough out of you, just keep quiet." Jessica reprimands him.
"Wow!" Dana exclaims. "That was so hot! Can I try too?"
"No, I..." Jessica stammers, immediately regretting her action. "I-I only do it when he's been bad."
"Come on, remember all the times I've covered for you while you were at the hospital?" Dana says while studying Jim's testicles closely. "Shit, look at them! They are covered in scratches and bruises. And you won't let me punch him even once?"
"Well... Okay... But only once."
"Alright!" Dana says while pulling her arm back for a punch, she looks at Jim's penis and stops. "No, wait. I really have to taste this cum you've been talking about. Will you let me Jessica? I promise to cover for you whenever you ask."
"Yes... Fine." Relieved she has been able to spare her son's balls, she accepts her friend's request.
Dana doesn't hesitate and swallows Jim's cock once more, Jessica is both disgusted and impressed as Dana manages to fit almost the whole length of the big cock down her throat. Dana has her left hand down her pants stimulating herself while giving Jim his first blowjob. It doesn't take long before Jim feels close to coming, Dana can sense it and spits the huge cock out.
"Hurry Jessica," Dana moans while furiously masturbating, "shoot his load on my face!"
Jessica very reluctantly grabs her son's cock, it's completely covered in Dana's saliva. She can feel blood rapidly pumping through the veins of the member. Jim is so horny that he doesn't care how he reaches orgasm, desperate to get the release he starts to hump his mother's fist. Jessica is disgusted by her son's behavior, but she wants to end this as soon as possible and she starts pumping while taking aim at Dana's face. Dana is breathing heavily with her mouth wide open and is also very close to orgasm. Jessica feels heavy pulses run through Jim's cock and watches as the white semen shoots into Dana's mouth. As soon as Dana can feel the hot cum on her tongue she releases a heavy punch into Jim's testicles. They both scream; Jim in pain and Dana as she reaches orgasm.
"Yes, I suppose you are right. But he looked so scared just as I was about to kick him the first time."
"I know. Let's sit down in my sofa and you can tell me all about your ******** as Jim gets his rest."
Nathalie patiently listens to the tearful mothers' story about her poor ********, while occasionally glancing over to the naked boy lying passed out on the floor.
After 20 minutes they can hear Jim groaning on the floor as he wakes up.
"How are you feeling boy?" Nathalie asks.
"Honey, are you okay?" the concerned mother asks.
"Oww, it really hurts," he groans as he holds his balls. "I-I really have to use the bathroom."
"Of course you do," Nathalie laughs, "you drank all that piss."
Jim shudders at the reminder. Nathalie studies Jim while pondering something.
"Alright," Nathalie says as she walks to her desk. She rummages through her drawers until finally lifting up a pair of handcuffs. "These will do. We have a lot of sensitive information in this office, I can't have an unauthorized person just wandering through the halls and rummage through our secret documents."
Nathalie forces Jim's hands behind his back and locks them in place, she sits back down in the sofa next to Jessica.
"Before you leave Jim, I think you should let your mother see that your testicles aren't permanently damaged."
"Y-yes," stammers Jessica. "Please let me see Jim."
Jessica takes his balls in her hands and feels the shape of his testicles. Jim flinches at her touch, his balls are very sensitive from all the abuse they have received.
"I'm so sorry Jim, I never wanted this to happen. T-they are so swollen and a bit bruised, but the testicles are fine, I think."
His testicles have swollen to the size of two eggs and the skin of his scrotum is stretched tight over them, a large blue bruise has formed at the center of his sac where his mother's foot struck.
"Yes, he's fine. Now go pee pee," Nathalie says as she leads him out of her office and closing the door behind him, apparently not interested in letting him use the private bathroom connected to her office.
Jim is standing confused outside the office for a few seconds, before he realizes that he is naked and handcuffed standing in an open office plan, he can see at least 15 women working at their desks.
"Hi Jim."
Jim turns his head to see the beautiful assistant Rebecca sitting at her desk right next to him. His face turns beet-red.
"H-hi," he stammers. He leans in close and whispers: "Uhm, I-I have to use the bathroom."
"Mhm," she says while staring at his swollen balls. "JENNY!" she yells across the office. 15 women turn their heads. A young cute woman walks over to them, she is eyeing the naked Jim up and down.
"Jenny," Rebecca repeats, softer this time. "Do you know if there is a men's room or unisex bathroom on this floor? The boy here has to pee-pee."
"Oh dear," Jenny says concerned, she places a hand on Jim's shoulder. "You have to pee-pee? Hmm, I think there is a unisex bathroom connected to meeting room A348. You just have to walk out through the door here take a right after room A307..."
Jim listens absentmindedly to her long instruction, he is distracted by Rebecca who has pushed her chair away from her desk. She has removed her soiled pantyhose and is rubbing her naked pussy for Jim to see. His cock quickly stiffens.
"You got that?" Jenny asks.
"W-what?" Jim responds, confused.
"Great, I will let you out."
Jenny leads the confused boy by the arm through the office, the women are all staring at him as he passes.
"What a horny boy," one older woman says. "Walking around with his hard cock."
All the women laugh. Jim closes his eyes hard, trying to ignore the situation. But it proves difficult as Jenny has chosen a shortcut passing through all the cubicles instead of going the long way around them. The women pinch and slap him on his butt as he passes them, while shouting obscenities at him. Finally they reach a door, Jenny presses a button to unlock it and pushes Jim through the door.
"Now remember what I said, meeting room A3..." she cuts off as the door shuts closed and locks in front of her.
Jim is standing naked, locked out of the office with his hands cuffed behind his back unable to cover his nakedness and with no idea where to go. Tears starts to well up in his eyes and he kicks the door, desperate to get back, but it stays closed. He tries to remember the directions, "First turn right after room A30-something..." He looks at the sign next to a nearby office, "B605". He starts to wander aimlessly down the long winding hallways, hoping not to be seen. He's forced to walk at a slow pace to avoid his swollen balls painfully slapping against his legs. After a couple of minutes of wandering he is even more lost than before, not even sure how to get back to the starting point. Suddenly he hears a squeaking sound behind him. He turns to look and sees a cleaning lady pushing a cart of cleaning supplies. She's a dumpy middle aged woman. "She doesn't look nice." Jim thinks. She has a grin on her face, staring interested at the naked Jim. She stops her cart when she's right next to him. She doesn't say a word, just silently staring at his naked body.
"Uhmm..." Jim says, very uncomfortable by her stares.
"Are you lost, naked boy?"
"Y-yes... I'm looking for a meeting room. C-could you please help me ma-am?"
"There are many meeting rooms here, you'll have to be more specific."
"There's... uhmm. There's a men's room connected to it."
"Oh, do you have to pee pee?" the woman laughs. "I don't think I know that one, we can ask my colleagues, they might know."
The woman starts moving at a high pace down the hallway. Jim struggles to follow her, but his bruised testicles bouncing against his thighs causes him to stop several times to recover from the pain. The woman looks behind her and sees him lagging behind.
"Hurry up, I don't have all day."
She watches him struggle to catch up, his dick and balls flopping around.
"Please ma'am, not so fast. It hurts."
She sighs with an annoyed look on her face. "Do you want my help or not?" She asks as she rummages through her cart. She pulls out a rope that she ties to her cart. Then she moves towards Jim.
"Ma'am, no please I'll keep up. I promise!" Jim pleads as she ties the other end of the rope to his balls.
"You better!" she grins as she starts moving again.
Jim tries his best to keep up with the woman's pace, but if he leaves too much slack his balls starts bouncing against his thighs again and if the slack is too short his balls are stretched painfully by the cart. He decides the pain from his balls hitting his thighs is preferable and he keeps close to the woman.
She stops in front of a door. A348. "Here it is," she says. Jim stops to look at the door. Suddenly he feels an extremely painful yank on his balls and he falls to the floor crying in pain. As the woman stopped she just let the heavy cart keep going at high speed.
"Just kidding," the woman laughs, "we have a bit to go still."
Jim is left no time to recover from the intense pain as the woman starts walking again and he scrambles to his feet to keep up. After a while they reach another door.
"Here it is," she says, once again letting go of the cart at high speed.
This time Jim is ready for it, but there is not much he can do except follow the cart trailing down the corridors. He tries to brake the cart by pulling with his balls but the pain in his balls is too intense and he is forced to run along the cart until it stops on its own, 30 meters further down the corridor.
"Where are you going?" the woman shouts down the hallway, "didn't you want directions?"
Jim is forced to pull the cart by his balls back the 30 meters to the laughing woman. Another woman has popped her head out from the door and is watching amused as the wincing boy struggles to reach them. The new woman is slightly older with blonde greying hair and a leathery sunburnt face. She cackles laughing with her hoarse smoker's voice, with the occasional cough, as the other woman tells her about their adventures. Jim is relieved to find out that the woman knows where the office is and even more relieved when the rope is untied from the cart. But his hopes are dashed when they leave his balls tied up.
"I was in the middle of my break, why don't you join me while I finish my coffee?"
Jim's pleads are interrupted by a painful yank on the rope as the two women lead him in to the room by the rope like a dog on a leash. He is led into a very small room, the walls stocked with cleaning supplies. Against one wall there's a table with a coffee machine and next to it a small sofa. Jim is pushed into the middle of the sofa and the two ladies squeeze down on either side of him. They are squeezed tight and Jim can smell their breaths reeking of tobacco and coffee. He is unable to stop their hands as they molest his body. They laugh at his screams when they pinch his nipples with their sharp nails. Their hands travel down to his crotch and they start rub his penis, trying to get it erect. When they notice he doesn't respond to their touch they turn to torturing him instead. They drag their long fingernails along his shaft and pinch his cock and balls, eventually replaced by squeezing and slapping. The women cackle as they watch him squirm and wince from the pain.
After maybe ten minutes they tire of this and the blonde sunburnt woman grabs the rope close to Jim's balls and wraps it around her hand.
"You want to go pee pee now?" she mocks and yank the rope which causes him to shoot out of the sofa howling in pain.
Jim struggles to keep up with the woman's high pace, his balls painfully stretched by the woman. She is constantly yanking the rope to make him hurry up, making him yelp from the pain. She stops by a door, Jim reads the sign next to it: " He tries to protest as he watches her tie the rope to the door handle, but she just laughs. She pounds loudly on the door with her fist.
"Good luck!" she cackles as she hurriedly walks away.
"Who is it?" an annoyed voice asks on the other side of the door.
Jim isn't sure how do respond and just steels himself for the pain to come as he watches the door handle.
The woman inside is very annoyed at the interruption and walks to the door. She yanks the door open with great force.
"This room is booked all da-" she starts to say, "oh dear!" She watches in surprise as a screaming naked young man is flung into the room, his hands cuffed behind his back.
Jim is in a daze for a minute, unable to focus on anything but the searing pain in his balls. When he is finally able to regain his focus he looks at the woman who answered the door. She is an attractive black woman in her mid-thirties, dressed in a smart business suit. She is busy trying to untie the knot from the door handle. He looks around the room and he can see a complicated looking diagram projected on a wall, in the middle is a large table and Jim is mortified to see ten women seated at the table all looking interested at his naked body. His face turns bright red.
"Now how can we help you young man?" the woman untying the knot asks him.
His bladder is almost at the point of bursting. "Uhm, I need t-to pee, ma'am."
"You need to pee?" the woman says loudly, the women at the table giggle. "Well you're in luck - the only men's room in the floor is located in this room. This is the room we use whenever we have male costumers for meetings."
She finally manages to untie the knot from the door handle and grabs him by the shoulder and leads him to a door inside the room. Behind the door is a large and sparsely decorated bathroom, against the back wall stands a single urinal and next to it a sink. The women pool into the bathroom to watch the spectacle.
"I will help you," a young beautiful redhead woman offers.
She puts her arm around his waist and leads him to the urinal. Her other arm reaches down and she grabs his cock in a soft grip. Jim can feel her big chest pressing against his side, she smells really good. She points his penis towards the urinal.
"Ok, you can pee pee now," she teases while softly moving her thumb in a circle over his sensitive cock head. His cock quickly stiffens at her touch.
"He can't pee like that!" an older woman laughs. "He will spray the whole bathroom with his pee."
"Maybe I can help this erection go away," the woman handling his penis purrs into his ear.
She sucks on his earlobe while she slowly and softly moves her hand up and down over the entire length of his penis. After not long precum starts dripping out of his cock. He can feel his balls tightening and is right on the edge of orgasm, when...
"JIM!" his mother comes rushing into the bathroom. The young woman drops his penis and backs away from him. "Are you alright? I've been looking all over for you! Come, let's go back."
"I-I still have to pee," Jim whispers to her, red in the face.
"Oh," she says embarrassed. She looks down at his erect cock pointing in the air, glistening with precum. She looks to the girl who was just jerking him off.
"M-maybe it's better if you do it," the mother pleads.
"Gross! I don't want to touch that disgusting thing," the girl responds.
Jessica looks to the other women in the bathroom and they all have the same disgusted look on their faces. She hesitantly grabs his penis with the tip of her thumb and index finger. She tries to bend the penis towards the urinal, but Jim's grunts of pain forces her to stop.
"You have to jerk him off to make it go soft," an older woman says.
"I-I can't do that!" Jessica says shocked. She looks desperately to the women for help, but to no avail. Suddenly she remembers something.
"I'm sorry Jim," she says. "This is the only way." Jessica reaches down to his swollen nuts and squeezes them hard.
"Mom, please no! Aaaaaarghh!"
Jim screams in pain but his screams are drowned down by the sound of women's laughter. But the pain did the trick and he is quickly flaccid again. Jessica grabs her son's penis softly with her thumb and index finger and points it towards the urinal. It takes him a couple of minutes before he can go due to all the laughing and taunts from the audience. Finally he is able to release his bladder into the urinal, after about 30 seconds he is finished.
"You have to shake them when they're done," a woman advices. Jessica follows the instruction and gives his penis a shake. The women all applaud.
"What a nice mommy you have," the beautiful young redhead says mockingly, "helping you pee pee."
Jessica grabs Jim's arm and hurriedly leads him back toward Nathalie's office. But they only get a few meters out of the conference room before Jim falls screaming to the ground. Jessica is horrified to see that the rope trailing behind Jim got stuck on the conference room door as it closed behind them. She tries desperately to untie the tight knot around his balls, but all the hard yanks he has been forced to endure has made the knot very tight.
It is lunch time and the corridors are getting more crowded now, Jim's screams has attracted the attention of quite a few women who are watching interested as the mother struggles to untie the knot from her son's balls. Jessica soon gives up on the knot, she is almost as embarrassed as Jim at her colleagues watching. Some them she's been working with for more than 10 years. She picks up the rope and helps Jim to his feet and they start to jog down the long hallways, with Jim's dick and balls flopping in the air.
As they are jogging down the hallways Jessica sees a familiar face, she stops dead in her tracks trying desperately to find an escape route. But it's too late; the woman has already seen them and is quickly walking towards them.
"Jessica!" she says while looking Jim up and down. "Wow, who is this piece of meat? How did you find this boy toy?" She sounds very impressed.
The woman is Dana, she is the same age as Jessica and her closest friend at work.
"No, Dana... It's... It's not like that." Jessica stutters, beet red in her face.
"Come one, don't be like that! We've known each other for a long time. Let me look a bit closer."
Dana crouches down right by Jim's crotch. Jim, who doesn't like where this is going, backs away from the woman, but Dana quickly grabs the rope and pulls him back in.
"This is so practical Jessica!"
"Mom, can we leave please?" Jim grunts.
"You have him call you mom?" Dana laughs. "I didn't know you were this kinky!"
Jessica is too embarrassed to admit the truth and stays silent. Dana has grabbed Jim's cock and is stroking it.
"Fuck, this is a big one! I just can't resist having a taste." Dana says and fills her mouth with his cock. She is very good with her tongue and Jim can't avoid getting fully erect.
"Holy shit what a monster! I bet you have all kinds of fun with this thing. Come on, share some details! Why are you so quiet?"
Sensing Dana's suspicion Jessica feels forced to play along: "Yes... It's a nice big cock. I- I love to suck on it."
"Mom!" Jim exclaims, shocked by his gentle mother's words.
"Fuck, I bet his cum tastes great too," Dana says while stroking the erect penis, a bit of precum has started leaking out and she hungrily laps it up. Jessica shudders at the memory of eating his cum earlier.
"It tastes incredible," Jessica lies, "I usually drink it three or four times a day."
"Mom! Please, can we leave?"
"Alright you can drop the act," Dana says, "I'm not into this ****** stuff."
"No, I'm really her so- ooooof!" Jim is interrupted by a hard slap to the testicles from Jessica.
"That's enough out of you, just keep quiet." Jessica reprimands him.
"Wow!" Dana exclaims. "That was so hot! Can I try too?"
"No, I..." Jessica stammers, immediately regretting her action. "I-I only do it when he's been bad."
"Come on, remember all the times I've covered for you while you were at the hospital?" Dana says while studying Jim's testicles closely. "Shit, look at them! They are covered in scratches and bruises. And you won't let me punch him even once?"
"Well... Okay... But only once."
"Alright!" Dana says while pulling her arm back for a punch, she looks at Jim's penis and stops. "No, wait. I really have to taste this cum you've been talking about. Will you let me Jessica? I promise to cover for you whenever you ask."
"Yes... Fine." Relieved she has been able to spare her son's balls, she accepts her friend's request.
Dana doesn't hesitate and swallows Jim's cock once more, Jessica is both disgusted and impressed as Dana manages to fit almost the whole length of the big cock down her throat. Dana has her left hand down her pants stimulating herself while giving Jim his first blowjob. It doesn't take long before Jim feels close to coming, Dana can sense it and spits the huge cock out.
"Hurry Jessica," Dana moans while furiously masturbating, "shoot his load on my face!"
Jessica very reluctantly grabs her son's cock, it's completely covered in Dana's saliva. She can feel blood rapidly pumping through the veins of the member. Jim is so horny that he doesn't care how he reaches orgasm, desperate to get the release he starts to hump his mother's fist. Jessica is disgusted by her son's behavior, but she wants to end this as soon as possible and she starts pumping while taking aim at Dana's face. Dana is breathing heavily with her mouth wide open and is also very close to orgasm. Jessica feels heavy pulses run through Jim's cock and watches as the white semen shoots into Dana's mouth. As soon as Dana can feel the hot cum on her tongue she releases a heavy punch into Jim's testicles. They both scream; Jim in pain and Dana as she reaches orgasm.
