Housepet




Friday

Click.. Click... Click...

All you could hear in that cab was my Zippo nervously being played with.
Passing the Transamerica Pyramid, the Millennium Tower, after passing each
building would bring me closer to my destination. As I gazed out at the city
of San Francisco for the first time, I could only shake and play with my Zippo
thinking about the messages we sent back and forth on the internet.

We pulled up to a house as normal as any, although I knew what waited inside
was far from normal. Paying the cab fare, I claimed my belongings, didnt have
much for this weekend trip, only carry on luggage.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The door is forced open and I am left looking at a powerful figure and my
heart drops. "Take your cloths off and put this on" she demands as she hands
me a funny looking object. "Yes Ma'am" I reply shyly stepping into the house
only to be cut off by the powerful figure. "What did I just say?" she
exclaimed. "T t take my cloths off I mumble still looking at the ground." "And
what!" she demands. "And put this thing on" looking at this black cylinder
object. "So why are you stepping inside" she questioned curiously. Realizing I
would have to remove all items of clothing before entering the house, the
house which didnt look any different than the houses on the left and the
houses on the right. Taking off my shirt hoping no one is looking. I take of
my jeans, then underwear. "Where does this go?" I enquired looking at this
strange object. Chuckling a bit, she grabs my balls and pulls them towards
her. From my trembling hand, she takes the object and wraps it around the top
of my scrotum clicking it together tightly. "Now, come here" she demanded
pulling me by my oh so precious and innocent balls into the house. The oh so
normal house which looked no different from any other houses around.

Once inside, I looked around and saw a very normal living room. Before I could
look at the back of the house the voice cries "These are the rules. The rules
which you will follow to the letter! I hope you have a good memory as any rule
breaking is" *she pauses giggling at herself* "not recommended and will be
dealt with accordingly."

1. If I see you with any item of clothing other than that testicle accessory,
you will be punished.

2. You will listen to any and all instruction with my best interest at heart,
not yours, or you will be punished

"Now that we have that established, follow me" she demands walking into the
back of the house, up the stairs and into a dark room. She turns on the light
to reveal no furniture. "No bed?" I ask. Laughing again, she states that pets
dont have beds. In this empty room with nothing but railing on the wall, as if
this room belonged in a ballet studio, she tells me to drop my belongings and
stand against the far corner and wait for her return. As instructed I am
forced to look at this sloppy painted on egg shell color wall.

Clack... Clack... Clack...

I hear her heavy heeled boots walking up the stairs. Louder and louder ...
Clack... Clack... Clack. I hear her heavy voice exclaim "Now, Do not move" as
she takes a thick piece of string. "Lay down" she demands as she measures the
distance from the railing to my accessorized ball sac. Tying one side to
railing she looks at me and laughs coldly "you didnt think I would let you
wonder around the house unsupervised did you? No, no, no you may wonder off
and play with that useless thing!" kicking the tip of my penis with the tip of
her heel. "If I see one drop of juice on this floor, you will be severely
punished." "Yes ma'am" I said apprehensively. Securely she ties the end of the
rope to the railing, one knot, then two knots.

"Now, come with me" she commanded, walking down stairs into a back room.
Looking around at this room, I see complex pulley systems constructed and
ropes hanging from the roof. "You said you were quite new at this sort of...
'play' didnt you?" Before I had a chance to answer, she claimed she was going
to 'break me in'. Without warning I feel a surge of pain crawling up my lower
abdomen traveling up my spine. On my knees, I can see a sadistic smile coming
from her face. "Thats all it is" she says softly. "Not so bad is it?" Feeling
my balls unable to crawl into my body by what I now know what is called a
'parachute'. "Stand up!" she orders, we havent begun yet. Now that you know
what to expect we can continue with this weekends festivities. And in that
second, I finally understood what sort of weekend I would be in for. The
reason I travelled half way around the world to spend time with this women.
"UP" she exclaims as she grabs me by my arms and fastenes my wrists into a
rope hanging from the ceiling. "Now that you cant go anywhere, we will be
doing some experiments" she smiles as she finishes the sentence. "I did my
research on all the types of abuse I can do to you, and have been looking
forward to testing them out on you. Stepping closer, she whispers "I am going
to take you to your limits and if you are lucky, I will go beyond and take you
into another dimension of pain." I gulp loudly and she smirks. "Ready?" she
cries, as she raises her knee in my manhood, I try to go down, I let go of all
my body weight to fall, but the rope is not giving. Forcing my knees together,
I feel a restraint being tied around my left ankle and my legs forced apart
and the other tied around my right ankle. "Now that you cannot close your
legs, your wittle bawsies are exposed for my doing" she claims as her smile
grows wider. "I will go easy on you and take my boots off seeing that your new
to this." She lines her boots in a line of shoes and boots of all kinds. I can
see sneakers, clogs, flip flops, uggs, high heels, and pointed heels. "Yes,
you are absolutely right" she says "we are going to be trying out each and
every shoe, you see I have to do an experiment on which causes the most
destruction in case I ever need to protect little old me" I cringe. "BUT,
seeing as your flight landed later than I anticipated, we will have to hold
off for now." As I sigh in relief, the voice changes tone, "but since I
already have you tied up, there is no use of stopping now" she exclaims as she
throws her foot into my ball sac and again and again. She walks out of sight,
as I try to compose my self still unable to look up, I see my penis fly
towards me with a black sock under my balls forcing them to meet my stomach.
Laughing, she unties me and takes off the restraint and as I fall to go the
ground she says "oh no, not here. Follow me" as she leads me to the empty
room. As I collapse against the wall she grabs the string and ties them to the
parachute "so you dont go anywhere" as she yanks the string menacingly testing
the durability of her handiwork.

Saturday

From sound asleep, I feel a parting between my body and the rope followed by a
sharp pain and a pulling feeling against the already tight rope. "UP!" I hear,
as I open my eyes, I see her holding the rope yanking on it like a bell ringer
at church ready to perform the task at hand. I quickly get to my feet. "Good,
now take a shower and wash away your filth and join me downstairs" she says
untying me. "I have a surprise for you" she happily exclaimed. Me foreknowing
it is a surprise for her, not so much me. As I walk down stairs, I see another
man. A big guy to anyones standards. "This is my friend" she tells me in a
friendly manner, "he is going to help me with some tasks I have planned. But
first we need to test the resilience of those things hanging below. "After
last night, I dont think I have any" I joked. After receiving a very hard slap
in the balls for that last comment, she ties a dictionary to a piece of string
and the other end of the chains hanging from the parachute. "OOMFF" escapes my
lips as she drops the dictionary from waist height just above my ankles and
orders "Walk up the stairs and back down again." I look at her
expressionlessly as I stand up straight. "March" I hear as I approach the
first step. Slowely I lift my left foot up and place it on the first step. So
far, so good, I think as I try not to sway. I lift my right foot up and just
before I place it on the same step, I hear in the background "No! your feet
cannot be on the same step at the same time until you reach the top."
Hesitantly I lift my foot higher for the next step and place it on the second
step. As I lift myself up, I feel my body rising, but my already sore sac
staying at the same height. Lifting myself up to the next step, I feel a
swinging motion back and forth dragging my balls with it. As I audibly moan, I
hear "faster!" in the background. As I quicken the pace, I can feel my balls
stretching out further, and this dictionary is not getting any lighter! Half
way there, I can see the final step in my sights. My legs are getting heavier
as I am being pulled down. Then something happens, something so innocent. A
sneeze, a sneeze that sends vibrations all the way through my body causing an
earthquake effect of my poor scrotum. I can make out hysterical laughter over
my moans. As I reach the final step, celebrating like Rocky in Boston on the
inside, I hear the to words I did not want to hear. "Now back down again." If
I thought a sneeze going up was bad, I was not prepared for 10 sneezes every
step will emulate. Left leg first, I fell the vibration of my bounce just
enough to feel the pressure being added to the what feels like a cinderblock
tied to my little precious balls. With each step, the stretching and dragging
of my balls is getting worse, almost forcing me to my knees with each step. I
finally reach the bottom and is greeted with a "good pet." "Now, we are going
to move onto a more difficult challenge" she causally says while removing the
book from the string. While checking to make sure I am still attached, she
says we will be trying one of her favourite games, the old fashioned tug of
war. Now I am not saying I have upper body strength, but I havent been going
to the gym for nothing! If I can get past this pulling pain in my scrotum, I
might have a chance I think to myself. We move to the back room and she
demands me on my knees in the middle of the room facing one end, and to my
dismay, the stranger behind me facing the other wall. I can feel the string
being lifted and stretched, not enough to hurt, but enough to be noticed. The
next thing I hear is "Go" and like clock work I can feel my scrotum being
lifted and pulled back behind me, forcing me to move backward. "No no, you
come to me" she claims as she lifts her skirt revealing a freshly shaved
pussy. So wet and succulent, all I could do crawl towards it. Like a moth
being attracted to a flame. Trying to crawl forwards, I can feel myself being
stretched to the limit, but I am determined to get to that ever so out of
reach pussy. Trying to move forward, I can feel the cords attached to me
stretching out to maximum when all of a sudden, the stranger does a pelvic
thrust and drags me backward causing me to keel up and grab the string. "Thats
another broken rule I hear from the other side of the room" I gulp loudly as
she tells me to stand up. With my knees trembling visibly, she tells me I was
warned about rule breaking, as she kicks my balls forcing the cords to go back
into place. Without even hitting the floor, I yell out in pain. She only
chuckles.

"You see" she says, "I cannot imagine the pain you are going through or can it
ever be inflicted on me, I am not as weak as you, I do not have pathetic
little orbs hanging from my body representing weakness. If I were in charge of
the world, I would celebrate with my fellow females the fact that we do not
have weak orbs dangling from us. We would be in charge and men would bow at
our knees."

"Right, that is enough time" I hear as I open my eyes, I can see a rope
hanging from the ceiling connected to a pulley connected to the parachute
attached to me. I can also feel another piece of string restricting my 'up'
movement. "You see, this is new to me. What I have done is attach a piece of
string to the floor so you cannot rise as I pull on this rope" she says as she
demonstrates by slapping my balls from underneath, the natural reaction to
jerk my waist up resulting in my balls being forced in place while by body
goes up. "Interesting set up isnt i!?" she claims while laughing. As she pulls
the other end of the rope, I can feel the one string pulling up while the
other is forcing me to stay in the position. Just as I start to moan she stops
and ties the empty side in place so it doesnt go anywhere. Picking up to pairs
of handcuffs, she grabs my legs and cuffs them together in the air bending
back towards my arms which she cuffs around the leg chain resulting in me
unable to put my arms down and forcing my feet to be parallel to my head. "Now
that I have you in a position where you cannot move, I am going to try
something we did not discuss, and since I dont take well to guys telling me
what to be comfortable with, I am going to do this whether you like it or not,
and I suspect you wont." Trying to think to what she may be referring to, she
doesnt leave much time to the imigation as she straps on a big black dildo,
complete with balls. "Interesting having this on, isnt it" asking me like she
thinks what she feels is the same to what we feel between our legs. "The good
thing about this is even though I carry your burden, I do not feel the pain"
which she demonstrates by slapping herself in the balls. "See *SLAP* I dont
see what the big deal is *SLAP* I can do this *SLAP* all day *SLAP* and not
once *SLAP* do I grunt or moan *SLAP* or go to my *SLAP* knees *SLAP*."
Smiling she slaps herself again only this time, in a mocking fashion, she
grabs and nurtures her injured member, making noises and leaning forward, "OW!
my balls" She laughs even harder this time. "Now that your balls are out of
the way in the air, lets see what I can do with this" Walking closer I can
only imagine what this is going to feel like. Thinking that this is kind of
like being a women having sex with a man and they seem to enjoy it. Anything
to keep my mind of what was coming next. But I did not feel what I expected to
feel. A sharp pain and stretch was felt as I could see her hitting my balls
with the end of her member. laughing she mocks "I hit you in the balls with my
balls, what do you think about that!" Thinking if I was at home, in bed
reading her responses on the internet, I would get extre.... "AHHHHHHH" I
claim as I can feel a penetration in a place I never thought I would feel
this. Watching her thrust in and out moaning and grasping her breasts feeling
the motion. "So, this is what its like for you boys to have sex?" with each
rhythm, each ripping pain, all I can do is think about a time when I wasnt
being anally penetrated which wasnt that difficult as this was the only time!
To my relief I feel her slowly remove herself from me saying "Now that you are
open and used" Nodding to the stranger "Its time to go for a proper ride" She
steps over my face wearing only a skirt, no underwear on and bends down to sit
on my face, juuust far enough to be out of reach, but close enough to smell
her running juice. "Lick it" she demands and just as I am about to reach, she
lifts up and at the same time I feel a ripping feeling from the stranger
entering. Thrust after thrust I am trying to bite my tongue to move the pain
somewhere else all at the same time trying to please her and with each
attempt, she gets a little further away. Feeling a warm liquid in an area I
have never felt warm liquid going up before, I can feel the final thrusts
harder then any of the ones before.

"Thats enough" she demands and cuts me down from the ropes and uncuffs me,
leaving me to my tears and damaged balls.

"Lets take a break and grab some food. Besides I have a friend coming a bit
later to assist on the next task! She is really looking forward to this!" Dare
I ask?

After welcoming this guest into the house, she introduces herself as the
girlfriend of the stranger. As we all sit on the couch, the concept of the
next game is revealed.

"What we are going to do" my gracious host says "is have ourself an old
fashioned breast press cock fight." As both ladies are very slim (and
attractive) both the stranger and I could easily fit our erections between the
legs of our women. "The object is simple, us ladies will bear hug each other
to the point where our breasts will be pressed against each others causing
each other pain. And you guys will come behind us, put your hands around our
shoulders and press it. Put your erections between our legs and the first one
to back out looses" Seems simple enough right?

We position ourselves outside our women with our erections between their legs,
but the ladies have other plans. Instead of attacking their breasts, they were
trying to see who could get there men to back out in between their legs first.
The ladies grabbed the opposing mens cocks and balls and squeezed and twisted
without mercy trying to get the other guys erection out from between their
ladies legs. The problem was, they had us by the balls so no matter how much
we wanted to back off, we couldnt, we just had to wait for an oppertunity to
loosen their grip and pull back with full instinct. The strangers girlfriend
had both her hands around my balls and was not letting go, she was squeezing,
twisting and pulling without hesitation. Lukcily, my game counterpart was
doing far worse damage and he eventually gave out and hesitantly said "you
have the better balls" ending the game.

With the night coming to a close, we see the couple off and my gracious host
turns to me and says "good job, this wont be a severe as it could of been" and
drags me into the back room before the day is concluded. "How are your balls
doing?" she asked? "I have never felt this type of pain before" I reply "Good,
good to try new things eh?" when we get to the room, she gives me the choice
of only 5 kicks, 10 knees or a 2 minute squeeze. Seeing as my balls cannot
handle any more pressure, I opt for the kicks and she exclaims "Goodie, I was
hoping you would choose that!" Blow for blow I accept the kicks and she drags
me up stairs to the sloppy painted room. Assuming the same position as last
night, she ties my balls up to the railing on the wall and leaves me alone to
tend to my wounds. I spent half the night comforting myself and trying to stop
the pain, before eventually passing out.

Sunday

I awake in the same manner as the day before, with a strict womans voice
telling me to get up. After she unties me, she takes me downstairs with two
more tasks in mind before sending me off to catch my flight back home. Walking
downstairs, I discover dice on the table, but not ordinary dice. Instead of
dots, one had words on them. As I got closer, I read the words as 'kick'
'knee' 'slap' 'flick' and 'squeeze'. I could already tell what type of day it
is going to be. She asks me if I would like to roll first, but I kindly gave
the first turn to her seeing how it wont make a difference, all the punishment
will be headed in my direction. She first rolled a squeeze, so which I asked
"How are you going to give three squeezes?" to which she just chuckled and
said "in this case, the number represents the number of seconds I will squeeze
for, and to keep things interesting, it is multiplied by 10, giving me 30
seconds of solid squeezing" to which she tightly grabbed my swollen, red,
bruised scrotum and dug her nails into my sperm houses and squeezed
relentlessly for 30 seconds. She then handed the dice to me and demanded that
I roll. I rolled 3 knees and she looked disappointed, but that disappointment
did not affect her aim or power she used, as she hoisted her thigh up
connecting her knee perfectly between my two most precious parts. Roll after
roll, infliction after infliction she started to get bored so told me that I
still had to pay her back for letting me off easy Friday night. Dragging me
into the back room, she explained that she still was not sure which shoe was
most effective against a pair of testicles.

Tieing me up to the same rope on the cealing she goes to put on the first pair
of shoes. The flip flops, "easy enough she says" lining up her foot. "I can
see how red they are and how much damage I have done to them, and I am so glad
I was born female and would never be put in your situation. I cant imagine
what you must be going through, but it is such a turn on to kick you and abuse
you like this. I have not orgasmed like I have this weekend in a long time."
And with that, she threw her flip flopped shoe into my ball sac causing me to
jump up and groan a lot. hanging on the rope, not allowed to fall to the
ground to nurture my most tender parts, she goes to put on the second shoe
asking me to "rate my kick." I tell her I would give that a 4, but for any
guy, that would be enough to know to run away and leave you alone." "I know,
but thats not good enough for me" she tells me. I can see her putting the uggs
on "before my feet start sweating, I would hate to ruin these shoes with sweat
becuase of you" she explains. Lining up her uggs to my swollen what now seem
to be softballs, she takes a swing and the tip of her foot connect perfectly
with my left one only. "AHHHHHH" I exclaimed as she only said "Aw, I missed
one, will have to try harder next time." Breathing heavy now, I try to catch
my breath and see her putting on the clogs. Now these shoes I have been
dreading. "Would you rate that kick higher than a 4?" "YES, I cry, an 8" "An
8? she repeats, hmm, I will have to try harder than" as she finishes putting
on her second clog. I can hear the wooden soul connect with the carpet as we
walked closer to me, smiling sadistically. "I have been wanting to try these
out for a long time, my pet" she claims before faking a kick. Even though the
kick did not connect, I still moaned and jumped up a little. Laughing she
waits for me to come back to a normal position before jolting the wooden shoe
into me. At this point, I am making strange noises heard deep in the ocean,
around where whales live. "10" I say. "Good, I am glad these did the trick.
Now for my favourite shoes, as she looks at the high heels, there so pretty
arent they? So innocent, many guys love my high heels when I go out and
compliment me on them, not knowing where they will end up if they took me home
with them. I often fantasize about a guy taking me to his home expecting me to
sleep with him. I would tie up his balls, oh the idea of having a guys balls
on a string is so hot to me as I slam the heel of the shoe into his tied up
balls, no where for them to retreat to. Oh that thought gets me so hot." as
she lifts her heels up into my balls. "9 I barely breath out" Now, before the
last and final one I would like to take this time to appreciate the
juxtaposition we are in. Now I know that I could be in this room all day
without it affecting or hurting me, since this could not possibly happen to
me. But you, you on the other hand, I bet you are dying to get out of this
room, hell I bet your dying to get out of this city, but not yet. I could say
10 more kicks and there is nothing you could do about it." I Just gulp and try
to tense up, but the target of this violence is in an area that cannot be
tensed up, it just has to absorb the impact like its designed to. "But no. You
see, this doesnt matter to me, to me there is no consequence, no pain on my
end, so I could do this all day, hell, I could do this forever, but you... you
cannot. You have your limits, and that is also a turn on." WIthout even
noticing she changed shoes, she smashes her pointed toe shoe right into my
left one causing it to crush against my body with the shoe still carrying
momentum. The left one cannot hold it and it bursts under all the pressure of
the pointed heel, the force from the kick, and my own pelvic bone. Screaming
in pain, I cannot think straight, my eyes are rolling in the back of my head
and I pass out from pain.

When I come about, I feel a cool sensation on my penis. When I look around to
investigate, I see her with strange white stuff around her hand which is
around my penis. "Wh.. what are you doing I try to ask?" "Well, since you have
been such a good pet and survived the weekend, I thought you deserved a little
something, but everything comes at a price. You see, this is toothpaste, the
mintiest kind in stock! You may cum if you sustain an erection long enough,
but I hardly doubt you will be able to with the cooling sensation." She is
right and even though her hands feel amazing around me, I struggle to sustain
an erection. "Maybe its because I lost a testicle" I say to myself. After a
while, the pleasure is starting to turn into pain and I am starting to feel a
rug burn like pain on my member, but still she is stroking, trying to get a
rise out of me. Finally the pressure builds up enough to release a long stream
of red semen. Baby gravy covered in blood and bits of my left testicle. She
just laughs and says "come back anytime you want" as she goes to call a cab to
take me to the airport.

I can still hear her sadistic laugh in my head.

The End.