THE WAY TO A MAN'S HEART IS THROUGH HIS BALLS
By Kandor


	Elle strode to the center of the ring of the Amazon School for Girls, as 
part of her assassination class. She'd been a top killer with the school for a 
few years now and was getting into the teaching end of it, loving the fact she 
could mold young minds and bodies in her likeness and turn them into fierce 
killers who could take a life with their spirits and finely-tuned bodies.
	Elle remembered her first time, how she seduced a man with her long legs 
and slender feet, earning his trust even though he was one of the world's most 
ruthless businessmen and trusted no one. It was the most common downfall of men, 
all men, they thought with their cocks, not their brains. Elle used that, got in 
good with her mark and one night in the backseat of his stretch limo, with a 
soundproof, tinted glass separating her and the driver way up front, she slowly 
killed the man, taking out his eyes with her painted toes, breaking his nose to 
mush, forcing his teeth down his throat with a series of violent kicks, 
skewering his temples with her big toenails after making him sharpen them with a 
file before the destruction began and finally exploding his nuts between the 
constant crush of the soles of her feet.
	She remembered coming throughout, orgasming so hard and frequently she had 
a huge stain in the front of her white evening gown that she had to try hiding 
as she got out of the limo and walked away. It was one of the best nights of her 
life.
	And that's the power, the feeling, the control she was trying to impart on 
her eager young students. Tonight, in the arena before hundreds of anxious 
amazons, she would work her magic for them all, on one male victim.
	They encircled her, the nearly naked women, as she stood in the center of 
the arena waiting for others to bring him in. The women oohed and ahhed as he 
was led in, big, muscular, defiant, angry looking and hung like the proverbial 
bull. His huge flaccid cock hung down the mid-thigh, his balls flared out behind 
them in thick bulges of nut meat. Elle smiled and licked her lips. More to work 
with.
	The man stood, hands on hips. He knew his part and wouldn't play it. He'd 
fight to the death, if he had to, and it showed. Elle knew what to do. She 
licked her lips again, eyeballing his huge cock. The man softened a bit as his 
cock hardened. Elle stepped up close to him.
	"I don't want to hurt you, why would I want to hurt anything this 
beautiful," she hissed loud enough for the students to hear, the moist breath on 
his face relaxing him further as she traced one fingernail over the top of his 
monstrous meat. "I want you...I want your cock...."
	His dick stirred. IT began to grow. Beads of sweat broke out on his brow. 
Elle laughed to herself and let his huge cock fill her hand as her fingers 
barely fit around its thickness. As it stiffened, she used the tips of her 
finger to gently rub the underside of its horsecock-sized head. He put his head 
back and moaned, arching his back to meet the movement of Elle's rubbing 
fingers.
	It was working. She had a couple of her students come up and take off what 
little clothes she had on as she worked his cock. She stepped back. She stood 
naked in the middle of the arena with the mobs of amazon students watching. She 
wanted to teach them that a male could be completely controlled via pleasure and 
pain through the manipulation of his genitals. He was hard, his cock tearing a 
huge dollop of precum from its thick head. She knelt before him.
	"Come..." she hissed. "I want your come in my mouth."
	She opened wide and barely fit the crown of his huge prick inside. Using 
both hands she pumped the rest of his thick dick, jerking him off into her 
moaning mouth. She left one hand on it and used the other to firmly grasp his 
huge nuts, twisting them, milking them as she jacked his monstrous meat inside 
her lips. The man moaned wildly from pain and pleasure, as his nuts were being 
mauled in Elle's small but strong hand. He felt it happening,felt his belly 
tighten and his nuts boil. It wouldn't be long.
	Elle felt it, too, she felt his nuts knot in her hand and get ready to 
explode a huge load down her throat and all over her face. The students pressed 
in closer. They knew, too. And they knew something wicked was about to happen.
	The man's moans stopped with a crackle in his throat as he felt his orgasm 
start down the length of his huge cock and then suddenly stop. Then the pain hit 
and when he looked down, he saw the complete volume of his huge, hairy balls 
being squeezed brutally hard in Elle's hands, so hard the ruptured flesh oozed 
between her gripping fingers. He didn't hear the women scream their support, he 
couldn't hear anything with the sheer agony of his balls being destroyed filling 
his existence. Elle fell back and used her feet to brace against his thighs, 
pulling his balls like putty, stretching the mauled meat out further and 
further, gripping his marble sacs inside all that hairy nut flesh until they 
literally popped in her grip with such a sound it was heard above even the din 
of the roaring amazons looking on.
	He tried to fall, but Elle's feet held him up. His cock withered to a soft 
state, but even soft it was bigger than most men's cocks when they're hard, and 
Elle used that, too. Switching his nuts to the grip of her feet, she reached up 
and took hold of his cock as if it were a fleshy rope, pulling back with a grunt 
and clench of teeth as she used her feet to rupture his already ruined nuts. She 
felt his cock give a little with each tug. She grunted and pulled harder. He 
started to fall atop her and she let him, letting go his cock and nuts and 
taking him between her legs, his prick entering her pussy in one juicy slice. 
His eyes widened in pain and pleasure as she fucked him now, milking his cock in 
her pussy to complete hardness, the entire 13-inches of it filling her belly. 
She looked into his eyes and glared as she fucked him, pleasured him, softened 
him up for the kill. Her long legs scissored his ribs and squeezed so hard she 
snapped a couple. But he couldn't feel it, he only felt the white hot heat of 
her cunt on his cock, a heat he'd never felt before.
	He was coming and Elle reached behind down between them to grab his nuts 
again, this time waiting until he was halfway done before pulling on them so 
hard blood boiled up inside of them. He was gone, though, past pain, past 
pleasure, he was fucking on instinct, feeling nothing as Elle tore at his papery 
nuts that were thinned to paste in her strong grip, her forearms sinews dancing 
as she crushed them further. His cock softened inside her and allowed a river of 
molten cum to leak out of her cunt. She pushed him off and stood. His head 
lolled from side to side, a trickle of blood coming from his mouth. Her scissors 
had snapped bone which had torn up his insides and he was slowly bleeding to 
death. The crowd roared.	
	"I'll finish him off, drowning him in his own spew now!" she announced, 
and the women went wild.
	Elle mounted his face, holding his hair and shuffling her muscular thighs 
up alongside his face. She moaned, closed her eyes and jettisoned a gallon of 
his own nutsauce out of her tight pussy, into his mouth. His eyes shot open as 
he tried to breath but the clammy seal of her cummy cunt wouldn't allow it. He 
gagged down his come, swallowing it and trying to take a deep breath, getting 
only the wet folds of her hot pussy instead. He twitched, legs kicking out 
behind Elle, and he slowly died under her fatal facesit.
	The amazons went wild, carrying Elle out on their muscular shoulders.