Melissa The College Years The Golfball
by Madman



In the horrendously written story, One Fine Morning, Kelly used a golfball to
torture the slave houseboy Zack at their girl athlete's house at State
University. She actually raped him with the golfball. Madman then wrote an
even worse story mocking Kelly and poking poorly conceived sarcasm at Kelly
for that action. However, the golfball punishment was very successful and Zack
was in glorious agony. Kelly wanted to devise other ways to attack Zack with a
golfball because she enjoyed torturing him and she wanted to see if it would
inspire Madman to write an even worse story.

So, in the usual hackneyed way, Kelly brought Zack down to the basement
accompanied by Rebecca, Stacie, Lisa and myself. We would have brought more
girls, but Madman is too fucking lazy and stupid to include any more
characters. Once they got downstairs, Kelly revealed her ridiculous assortment
of torture devices that all included golf balls. Zack was literally shaking
with fear. He was not afraid of the certain forthcoming pain, but rather of
the embarrassment and humiliation of being cast as a main character in one of
Madman's horrendous stories.

We decided to start in on Zack on an original way to soften him up and to add
at least a little bit of originality to this alleged story. Lisa knelt down
behind him and I pushed Zack, causing him to fall over Lisa's body. Once he
was down, I grabbed his left leg and Stacie grabbed his right leg. Lisa and
Rebecca each grabbed one of his arms and we all pulled stretching all his
limbs. Then Kelly squeezed Zack's balls while we were stretching him to
increase his torture The intense pain Zack felt was comparable to the pain the
unfortunate readers of this story must feel.

Now it was time to punish Zack with the golf balls because that is the
theme.of this story and because I want to finish it so I can jack off. We
dropped Zack on his back on our mat and Kelly put on tennis shoes to protect
her feet and to start a word with the letter "f,". Then she placed the
golfball on Zack's forehead and ground it in by grinding her foot on the
golfball. Zack was in a lot of pain and already had a headache. Next to
torturing his balls, Kelly's favorite tactic was to give him a headache. She
knew the pain would last long after she was done and she always wanted zack to
suffer. The sadistic bitch also wants you to suffer by reading this story.

Kelly removed the golfball from Zack's head, but she was just getting started
with punishing him with the golf balls. She placed a golfball in Zack's left
hand and forced his hand closed while clutching it. Then she had Stacie our
strongest girl, squeeze Zack's hand with both of hers. The golfball was forced
into his palm and sensitive pads at the base of his fingers. Lisa knee dropped
Zack's left wrist while Stacie continued crushing his hand. Lisa removed her
knee from Zack's wrist and Stacie increased her crushing pressure on his hand
by squeezing it with both of hers. Kelly balanced a golfball on the sensitive
part of the inside of Zack's wrist, just below his hand and quickly brought
her foot down on it before the golfball could roll off. She smiled down at her
victim while she cruelly ground the golfball into his wrist.

Rebecca and I repeating this sequence on Zack's right hand and wrist, with me
squeezing his hand, as I am a little stronger than she is, and Rebecca
attacked his wrist with yet another golf ball. While the four of us attacked
Zack with four golf balls, but Lisa attacked Zack's two balls she stood
between his legs gave him a long series of hard kicks directly into his balls.
This deadly multifaceted attack put Zack in almost as much agony as anyone who
is reading this piece of crap story.

When we tired of this brutal, sadistic, painful, cruel, agonizing, undeserved
and overly wordy attack, we decided to seek other stupid uses for our
golfballs. Kelly wanted to go after Zack's knees as they are easy to hurt. His
left knee still hadn't recovered from a dreadful knee bar, so she really
wanted to attack it. This was relatively easy. While Lisa held his leg down to
the mat by pushing down his thigh, Rebecca did the same with his shin. Now
Zack's knee and leg were lock in a straight out position and he could not bend
his knee. Placing a golfball right on his kneecap, Kelly, once again ground
her foot on the golfball, causing great pain in his kneecap. Zack screamed in
pain while Stacie held down his right thigh. Rebecca reached over so she held
both his shins down and I ground a golf ball into his right knee. Zack was in
agony, probably the most pain so far in this session. By adding this
meaningless sentence, I have also made this the longest paragraph on this
shitty story. At least if you have read it to this point, it is quite likely
that you will finish reading it. Remember, Diana will be giving a test on this
story and the losers will be forced to read several of my other stories.

Kelly always wanted to hurt Zack's balls and this would be no exception. She
crammed four golfballs in the front of his pink jockstrap mandatory uniform.
The four golfballs pressed tightly against Zack's human balls. Kelly kneaded
the balls like bread dough only with much more force. Once again Zach was in
agony and once again we wanted to diversify it. I jammed my knee over his neck
with a hard shin pin and slapped his stupid face with both hands. The only
things stupider than Zack's face is Madman for writing this crap and you for
reading it. Lisa and Rebecca each applied arm bars and once again we were
hurting multiple parts of his body. The more pain we can inflict on Zack the
happier we got. So far this was a joyous occasion.

Now it was time for the grand finale, the only part that required advance
preparation. Kelly had taken an old pair of jeans and pushed a screw with a
flat washer through the middle of the inside thigh on both legs. With a hand
held power drill she screwed a golf ball to each pant leg. Zack was lying on
his back to exhausted to resist or even move. Kelly slowly sat behind his head
with a big grin on her face. She had saved her cruelist technique for now and
it was time to administer it to Zack. How many of you idiots detected the
redundancy of the previous sentence? If it was "for now," then obviously, it
was time. Hopefully the viciousness of the forthcoming hold is enough to
overcome that poor writing technique. Kelly pulled Zack's head up and snared
it between her strong thighs with a head scissors. What made it so effective
was that the golf balls were pressing right against his temples. We knew from
experience how much this hurt. He already had a headache and this would make
it much worse. Kelly slid her legs against the sides of Zack's head to
literally grind the golfballs into his sensitive temples. Lisa and Rebecca
each applied arm stretcher holds. I applied a figure four leg lock in a manner
to put most of the pressure on his already sore left knee Stacie drew the job
of stomping Zack's belly and balls Then Stacie stood on top of our weight
bench and jumped high in the site, landing with both feet on Zack's solar
plexus. The impact of the big girl not only knocked the wind out of Zack, but
it rendered him unconscious. When we realized he was out and unable to
entertain us by reacting to our holds, we let him go. Golf is actually a
pretty dumb and boring game, but the actual golfballs fucking rule. Once again
we had reestablished our dominance over Zack as did the English language over
the idiotic Madman.