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Ian is a 25-year-old tall Asian man, with a slender build, in decent shape. He has short hair and is clean-shaven. And he also had far too much to drink, and when he came home, he couldn’t sleep. So he took something to help him calm down. Now horribly drunk and high on Ambien, he decided, against all reason, to call his ex in the middle of the night, to confess, of all things, his ballbusting fetish to her. She didn’t pick up the phone, but instead of realizing his mistake, he left her a long voicemail.
Now, 12 hours later, Ian is absolutely mortified. He hasn’t heard from her, he doesn’t know if he should contact her or pretend this never happened. She is a radical feminist, so she probably considers this sexual harassment or even assault. As a male feminist, he really should have known better. Then his doorbell rings. When he opens the door, he almost has a heart attack, it’s his ex, Sofia.
She is a tall brunette white girl, 25-years-old, long, wavy hair, a sweet smile, perky boobs, very wide hips, a big, fat, round ass, great legs, and sexy feet. Sofia wears white sneakers, a knee-length black skirt, a gray shirt, and a denim jacket. He doesn’t know what to say, just gives her a panicked look. She smiles, grabs him by the shoulders, pulls herself in, and rams her knee into his balls as hard as she can, hitting them with full force and brutally crushing them between her leg and his pelvis. Shocked, he stumbles backwards before the crippling pain forces him down on all fours, groaning. Sadistically giggling, Sofia comes inside and shuts the door.
“So that’s what you pervert like? No wonder we didn’t work out. I tried to make you orgasm, not castrate you,” she laughs and gets behind him. Taking advantage of his position on all fours, she doesn’t wait for him to respond, instead she kicks him between the legs as hard as she can, hitting his aching balls hard and violently crushing them against his body. Screaming, Ian collapses into the fetal position, overwhelmed by shock and crippling pain. Sofia has a long, hard laugh.
While he is too stunned and too hurt to speak, she crouches down in front of him. He is holding his balls, but she forces her hand passed his and firmly grabs his testicles. Ian looks at her, shocked, terrified even. She laughs him in the face and squeezes his sensitive organs hard, causing him horrible pain that rapidly gets worse. “So what, if I do this long enough, you’ll eventually ejaculate or what?” she mocks him.
“Please…” he begs her to let go. “What?” she just laughs, “This is your fetish, remember? You like this,” and she continues to squeeze his testicles hard. He can’t help but scream in pain, it hurts so much. Sofia laughs, “You are pretty pathetic, you know that? I’m just squeezing your eggs a little, and you act like I’m killing you or something. Aren’t you supposed to get off on this? You asked me for this.” She keeps her cruel grip on his manhood.
“Sofia… please…” Laughing, she cuts him off, “Please what? Squeeze harder? Because you like this? Okay,” and she increases the pressure on his sensitive organs further, making him scream again. “Are you trying to alert the neighbors or something?” she giggles, “I don’t think they are home. Nobody is coming to help your eggs.” He looks her in the eyes and as best he can, he tells her to please stop because it is too much. She looks straight back and tells him, “No,” and continues her brutal assault on his testicles.
“I’m so glad you called,” she laughs with sadistic joy, “I’m having a great time fulfilling your fantasy. You really owe me for this.” He screams in pain, and he’s shocked by the very high pitch of his scream. Sofia can’t help but giggle about it, “I didn’t know that crushing your eggs really makes you sing soprano. How amusing.” Ian holds her arm with both hands, begging her to stop. He screams again, powerless to stop her, suffering terribly.
Finally, she releases his manhood, leaving him in agony. “I should charge you something for fulfilling your fantasy,” she giggles, then gets up and walks into his kitchen, making herself a coffee, and sitting down at his kitchen table. Ian can’t believe this. What is happening, what is she doing? But now that the panic is subsiding, he realizes that she was right, this is really hot, it does turn him on massively. Curled up in the fetal position, in crippling testicular pain, humiliated by his ex, he still gets an erection.
“Oh, come on,” Sofia yells, “don’t pretend it hurts that much. Your eggs are tiny, they can’t possibly cripple you like that.” He struggles to get up, she really hurt him. It takes him several minutes before he slowly crawls into the kitchen and, grindig his teeth, sits down at the table. “I can see that you are hard,” she tells him with a dominant smile. Ian doesn’t see the point in denying anything. Nobody knows more about him than her anyway, and now she even knows his secret fetish that he never told anybody about. So what does it matter if she knows that he has a raging hard-on because she seriously hurt him?
“What do you want from me?” he asks her. “I did you a favor,” she replies, “why do you think I want something in return? I’ve done nice things for you before.” He gathers his strength, taking a deep breath. “You also cheated on me with my other ex, who you are now dating,” he replies as snarkily as he can, “so please excuse my skepticism about your moral purity.” “Let’s not fight,” she responds, surprisingly nice and passive. “I came here to talk about your nightly call. But not in a bad way, in a Jacky and I want to hurt you in the way that you want to be hurt in way.”
Jacky, that is his other ex, the one in a relationship with Sofia. She is an average height cute 26-year-old Latina with very long straight dark hair, a confident smile, firm boobs, a slim waist, very wide hips, thick thighs, and an absolutely enormous, big, fat, round ass. They are the two girls he has had long-term relationships with. They both dumped him, Sofia after she cheated on him with Jacky. And now they want to bust his balls? Even if he tried to stay on positive terms with them, this is weird.
“I’m not sure…” he begins, but she cuts him off. “Really? How many hot girls do you have to live out your fetish with?” He hates when she does that, not letting him finish. But she is right, can he really say no to this? Isn’t this an absolute dream come true? His hot exes teaming up to bust his balls? Maybe he will never meet another woman who will even tolerate his fetish. Here he has two stunning girls who want to do it. In fact, he has been rock-hard for 15 minutes now because Sofia did bust his balls. They still seriously hurt, but the experience was better than his fantasies. So he admits that he can’t resist. His ex is already several steps ahead and looking for rentable dungeons on her phone. She shows him one that looks nice. When he agrees that it looks good, that’s enough for her to decide to book it for them.
“Wait, I don’t even know if I can afford that,” he tells her. “Don’t worry, it’s our treat,” she smiles, “after all, we are the ones who want to enslave you.” Ian thanks her. Hearing her talk like that, about hurting him, about enslaving him, really triggers his fetish. It’s such an intense fantasy. He has never been more into her. After all, she is surely talking about roleplay, not real slavery. That would be insane, obviously, he thinks. It makes him so hard how she plays along.
Later, after she had left, Ian sits on his bed, holding ice to his balls. Of all the things that happened today, what confuses him the most is how sweet Sofia was. His phone buzzes, it’s a text from her, confirming date, time, and location of their ballbusting session. This is wild. A few hours ago, he thought he had made the worst, most embarrassing mistake of his life. And then it turned into something amazing.
On the day, they meet at a pretty average looking house in a nice part of town. Nothing on the outside hints at the torture dungeon in the cellar. The owner, a well-known dominatrix, lets them in, but other than that leaves them be. In the dungeon, it’s just the three of them. They had a conversation the day before, about what everybody wants, limits, etc. They agreed on Bandana as safeword.
Now in the dungeon, Ian gets naked, as planned. The girls then chain him to the large metal St. Andrew’s cross, to have him at their mercy. Then they go to change in their sexy outfits. Ian tests the chains, they are real, not just for show. There is no way he could free himself, he can’t even move. Then the girls return, instantly giving him a hard-on.
Sofia, the tall brunette, wears gray high-heeled sandals, a pink thong, a gray pleated skirt so short it covers less than half her fat ass, and a pink lace bra. Jacky, the sexy Latina, wears black high-heeled sandals, back fishnet stockings, a black G-string, really showing off her absolutely gigantic round ass, and a black longline lace bra. They stand in front of him, with sadistic smiles. “Let’s see how long your dick continues to work,” Jacky laughs.
“Remember,” she tells him, “if you can’t take the pain, we don’t actually care.” She kicks him in the balls, not full force, but it’s a solid kick. Sofia follows suit. They take turns kicking him in the nuts, again, and again they slam their sexy feet into his unprotected manhood. Ian groans in pain, it really hurts a lot. “Take it easy,” he tells them. “Easy? Like that?” Jacky laughs and kicks him in the testicles as hard as she can, hitting them with full force and brutally crushing them against his pelvis, sending serious sharp pain into his abdomen and making him scream for the first time. Sofia giggles, “Maybe you should stop trying to control us, you are not in a great position to do that.” Then she follows her girlfriend and kicks Ian in the balls with everything she’s got, violently crushing his testicles between her foot and his body, making him howl in terrible pain.
It hurts a lot. Ian is breathing heavy, sweating, hanging in the chains. Without them, he would not be able to stand. He really wants to ask them to take it slow, but he bites his tongue. This is clearly not something they like to hear. “Look how red his sack is,” Sofia giggles, “I think his eggs are starting to swell.” “Oh so very sensitive organs,” Jacky mocks him. Then the sadistic Latina grabs his balls, traps them in her hand, and squeezes. Ian helplessly groans as the pain rapidly increases.
“You were right,” she tells Sofia, “this is an amazing feeling.” Ian can help but scream in pain, making the girls laugh. Jacky continues to crush his testicles in her iron grip. He begs her not to be so brutal. “Please, just a little…” She looks at him with a sadistic grin, and squeezes harder, causing another loud scream. “Oh my god, you are so pathetic,” Sofia mockingly shakes her head, “it’s just one girl’s hand against your very manhood. Surely the ‘stronger’ sex can take that,” she giggles.
He doesn’t care to reply, the pain is getting really bad. Jacky’s grip is brutally efficient, both testicles get hurt from all sides. Ian tries to distract himself from the worst of it by looking at her fat ass, oh how he loves that thing. It doesn’t help much, she is really causing him great pain. He can’t help but scream, and the pitch of his scream quickly gets higher. “His voice really changes,” Jacky laughs, “how ridiculous.”
The sexy Latina continues to squeeze his testicles without mercy, her little hand inflicts terrible suffering on the sensitive organs. Sofia gets up close to him, “I have to tell you honestly, back when we were dating, you’ve never made me as wet as right now. Jacky and I are going to fuck so much when we are done with you.” “Unfortunately, you won’t be in any condition to join us,” Jacky laughs, still crushing his testicles in her cruel grip.
Ian screams in pain, he can’t respond to Sofia, he just suffers. “Pathetic,” Jacky shakes her head, and she lets go of his sack. He breathes heavily, his entire body is sweating, already they have hurt him a lot. “It must be so humiliating,” the sadistic Latina muses, “to get your very manhood crushed by us. I mean, first I dumped you. Then Sofia cheats on you with me, and finally she dumped you. And now we are here, making you scream like the pathetic loser that you are,” she mocks him.
Sofia grabs him by the shoulders, holds herself to him, and knees him in the balls. Not as hard as possible, but it seriously hurts. She keeps ramming her knee into his swollen testicles in quick succession, again and again, until he screams at the top of his lungs, in an extremely high pitch. Then she laughs, and knees him harder. With every knee she puts in more force, it gets more and more brutal, until she knees him with everything she’s got, violently crushing his balls against his body. Ian howls in terrible pain, breathing irregularly, suffering greatly.
“He’s already gone flaccid,” Jacky giggles, “just like I remembered him, flaccid in no time.” “Oh no, has your little dick gone limp,” Sofia mocks him, “don’t worry, it’s not like you’d have gotten any use out of it.” “Yeah,” Jacky laughs, “you should focus less on the now and pray more for the future, because I’m not sure if you’ll ever get hard again after we are done with you.”
They take a closer look at his testicles, mocking how swollen they are, poking and pecking them with their fingers. Ian groans in pain. “We are just using our fingertips,” Sofia laughs, “don’t be all pathetic. Surely a real man like you can take a girl’s finger.” They dig their fingernails deep into his testicles, causing him terrible pain until he screams. Laughing with satisfaction, they let go. “A single finger is too much for you, remember that,” Jacky tells him, “remember how weak you truly are.”
Sofia grabs his right testicle between the tips of her finger, Jacky grabs his left testicle between her fingertips. “Such sensitive, fragile organs,” Sofia giggles, “isn’t it weird that they hang completely defenseless between your legs? Almost like they are meant to be hurt.” They start to squeeze, making him howl. Both girls mercilessly dig their fingernails into his testicles, causing him terrible pain. His entire body sweats and starts to tremble, as he struggles to deal with all the suffering, screaming more and more, in a shockingly high pitch.
The sexy sadists continue to dig their fingernails into his helpless organs. The crippling pain rapidly worsens, between his screams he begs them to stop. It’s not bad enough for the safeword just yet, but they are quickly getting there. “Look how his eggs deform,” Sofia laughs, and Jacky joins in, clearly enjoying the great suffering they inflict upon their ex. “Such peculiar things,” Jacky responds, “it feels really funny to squeeze and deform them. We should do that more often!”
Ian lets out another high-pitched howl, his hysterical screams really entertain the girls. His body is trembling, his breathing is irregular, he is suffering horribly. But his merciless abusers feel no sympathy, they greatly enjoy what they are doing, so they dig their fingernails deeper and deeper into his tortured organs. He screams, they squeeze, he howls in agony, they dig their nails in even deeper, laughing about his pathetic state.
When they finally let go, he is hanging in the chains, his legs have completely given up. His body is trembling and sweating, he groans in crippling pain. They are quickly approaching his limits. He tells them that he can’t take much more. “Oh, don’t worry about it,” Sofia replies, “I’m sure everything will be fine.” Ian has no idea what that is supposed to mean.
Now Jacky grabs him by the shoulders and starts kneeing his swollen testicles. Not as hard as she can, but with enough force to cause serious pain. Every impact makes him scream. She knees him again, and again. Then she pauses, telling him, “I just want you to know, in the beginning I wasn’t even interested in Sofia. I just wanted to sleep with her to hurt you,” and she knees him in the balls as hard as she can, brutally crushing his swollen testicles between her leg and his body. A shockwave of crippling pain races through his body, making him howl.
Sofia takes over again. She grabs his swollen balls and makes sure not to just press their fingers into them, but also press the organs against each other, for additional pain. Laughing sadistically, she squeezes hard. Ian howls in agony, this is too much, he can’t take it. He begs her to stop, but she continues without mercy. It hurts so much, he is in agony. Ian doesn’t want to ruin the fun, but he has to use the safeword, he can’t take it anymore, so he screams “Bandana,” repeatedly.
Crushing his testicles in her cruel grip, Sofia laughs and Jacky joins in. “What?” Sofia asks him, “Did you really think a silly word would make us stop having fun? How silly!” And she continues to hurt him, they both laugh about his suffering and his helplessness. He can’t believe this, they can’t really do this, he tells them to stop, he demands it, he begs for it hysterically. But Sofia just continues to crush his swollen testicles without mercy.
When she finally stops, he is hanging in the chains, exhausted, in agony. He tells them to free him, he is done with them. They just laugh. “Did you really think that would work?” Jacky asks him mockingly, “we are the ones who decide when you and your fragile eggs are done! And they are only done once you have learned your proper place!” “Look how nicely they swell, they keep getting bigger,” Sofia giggles, “I think that’s because they like what we are doing. You know, the same way a penis gets bigger when it likes what you are doing.” “That must be it,” Jacky laughs, “we should definitely keep going.”
Ian keeps telling them in a greatly weakened voice that this is illegal, that they are literally committing a crime. He promises them not to go to the police if they release him now. But his exes just roll their eyes at him. Then they start another round of kicks, taking turns again. Sofia kicks him, Jacky kicks him, again, and again, slamming their sexy feet into his suffering manhood. He screams, they laugh. “Now that his eggs are properly swollen, they look even funnier when they fly through the air,” Sofia giggles and kicks him harder. Jacky agrees, also kicking with more force. Ian howls in agony, as their kicks keep getting more brutal.
When the kicks stop, Ian is in a terrible shape. He desperately begs them to stop, he pleads with them. But they don’t care. Instead, Jacky tells him that they brought toys. She goes and brings two baseball bats. “Now that your eggs are swollen to the size of baseballs, this seems fitting,” she laughs. Ian is terrified, he pleads with everything he has left, appeals to their humanity, begs them to stop.
Instead, the sexy sadists get into position to beat up his swollen testicles. Once again, they take turns. Sofia swings the bat into his balls, making him howl in pain. Then Jacky swings the bat into his testicles, making him scream in agony. They hit his suffering organs with great cruelty and no mercy. When he starts to cry, they only laugh harder and also hit his balls harder. “Cry more you pathetic loser,” Jacky mocks him and badly beats his swollen organs.
They keep brutalizing his seriously swollen testicles with their baseball bats, without a hint of sympathy or mercy. They love what they are doing, this is pure joy, pure sadistic joy, to them. Nothing but pleasure. Again and again, they hurt him terribly. He howls, and he cries, his trembling body twists and contorts, but there is nothing he can do. His sadistic exes cause him horrific agony, brutalizing his manhood with their baseball bats,, and all he can do is suffer terribly.
“They just keep swelling,” Jacky laughs when they are done, “they look really weird with all the black and blue spots.” Sofia agrees that the testicles look funnier in this state. Ian is hanging in his chains, crying in agony, weakly begging them to finally stop. He is so far beyond his limits, this is literal torture. They are genuinely traumatizing him. “Good,” Jacky laughs, happy about his suffering.
“Look, even more fun toys,” Sofia laughs. She and Jacky carry in two massive mallets. “Remember when we watched Birds of Prey?” Sofia asks him, “And you felt really insecure when Harley brutally crushed that guy’s eggs with her mallet, and humiliated and broke him? I guess I should have realized back then that you have a thing about your fragile testicles. Anyway, I remembered it, so we are going to beat your sack up with this,” she laughs.
“Do you think this is going to hurt him worse or less than the baseball bat?” Jacky asks. “Only one way to find out,” Sofia replies and slams her mallet into his balls without mercy. Jacky follows quickly, cruelly attacking the howling man’s swollen organs. “This is definitely worse for him,” Sofia laughs and keeps attacking. Taking turns, they mercilessly brutalize his badly swollen and bruised testicles with their mallets. They beat the helpless organs up, showing not even a hint of compassion. They laugh with sadistic joy as they break their ex with the horrific torture of his massively swollen and badly bruised testicles.
“Wow, he is in really bad shape,” Sofia giggles at the sight of the heavily crying male. “His eggs are massive,” Jacky laughs. They look at each other and agree, this is a lot of fun. So they keep going, attacking the horribly suffering organs with their mallets again and again. They slam their cruel tools into his tortured testicles with the greatest sadistic pleasure, inflicting true hell upon their helpless ex.
Ian is sobbing violently, hanging in the chains, suffering extreme agony, when they finally stop. “Oh my god,” Sofia laughs, “his entire sack is black and blue.” Jacky joins in, the massively swollen, completely black and blue discolored testicles immensely entertain the two merciless sadists. “Please…” he can barely speak, crippling pain has overwhelmed him, he is in terrible shape. “Please…” he desperately begs his exes to stop. He can’t possibly take any more of this. This is beyond torture.
Sofia and Jacky agree, this is too much fun to stop, and they most certainly are not going to do anything just because a man tells them to. So they get their next toy, a vice mounted on a small table on wheels. It’s the perfect height to trap his massively swollen testicles in the vice. Crying desperately, he pleads for mercy. “You don’t look so good,” Jacky mocks him, “you should really save your strength.”
Together, taking turns, they slowly tighten the vice. “I have no idea what’s safe,” Sofia giggles, and Jacky responds, “Me neither, but I also don’t care.” They shrug, laugh, and tighten the vice further. It starts to squeeze and deform the massively swollen testicles, making Ian howl in agony. “We could stop now,” Sofia says, “Or we could keep going,” Jacky replies. They giggle, and tighten the vice further and further, deforming the testicles into a more and more flattened shape.
“His eggs don’t look so great,” Jacky giggles, “this can’t be healthy for them.” Sofia agrees, and they both are happy about it. “It’s probably really dangerous what we are doing here,” she points out. Jacky nods, “Oh yes, imagine if we cared.” Laughing, they make the vice even tighter. Ian’s wild howls sound less and less human, his trembling body bends helplessly, overwhelmed by agony.
“This is definitely unsafe,” Sofia laughs at the horribly deformed organs. “Oh yeah, this does not look like something his eggs are going to survive unharmed.” Then they make the vice even tighter, triggering a bloodcurdling scream from him, making his body twist and contort even more. The girls almost fall over laughing, this is hilarious, they are having the time of their lives.
They take a step back, looking at the horrific tortured man, sobbing violently, howling in mind-bending agony, laughing about his terribly deformed, massively swollen testicles. Both of them almost expect to feel at least a little sympathy for their ex, maybe a hint of mercy after having put him through truly horrific torture. But no, all they experience is sadistic pleasure and joy. They love what they are doing to him, they know it is the right thing to do. With his testicles getting cruelly crushed in the vice, they watch and laugh.
When they finally free his organs, he is a broken man. Breathing irregularly, randomly screaming, sobbing violently. Crippling agony has completely overwhelmed him. After what they have done to him, he will never be the same again. “Don’t worry,” Jacky laughs in Ian’s face, “the fun isn’t over yet, we have one more toy!” She shows him a simple metal nutcracker. “Literally made for cracking nuts,” Sofia laughs. He weakly shakes his head, trying to beg them to finally stop. He is broken, in hellish agony, what more can they want? The answer is even more sadistic joy.
So each of them has a metal nutcracker, Sofia goes after his right testicle, Jacky after his left. “This really feels dangerous,” Sofia giggles. “Yeah,” Jacky agrees, “this is definitely the worst thing yet. I think his eggs are in pretty horrible shape, and these nutcrackers could probably rupture even healthy testicles.” They shrug, not caring about the terrible risk to him, and start to crush his horribly swollen testicles with their metal tools.
Ian sobs violently, he howls like a wild animal being slaughtered and then suffers a severe coughing fit. “Why are you coughing?” Jacky laughs and continues to crush his testicle. “That’s really weird,” Sofia agrees, continuing her cruel attack on his manhood. The two sadists happily deform his organs, inflicting the most horrific suffering on him that a male body is able to experience. This has to be worse than hell for Ian. Of course, for Sofia and Jacky it’s heavenly joy.
They horribly deform his massively swollen organs with their brutal attack. Their sobbing victim suffers another violent coughing fit, as he slowly loses his voice from his wild howling. He sobs uncontrollably, his entire body is crippled by agony. Sofia and Jacky laugh as they experience great sadistic pleasure from the cruel abuse of Ian’s testicles. This is exactly what they wanted, they’ve never had more fun.
When they stop, Ian is destroyed. His mind is shattered, his body defeated, his will broken. He will never fully recover from this. Even if his testicles heal, his mind and soul cannot come back from this, not entirely, the terrible damage has been done. Jacky and Sofia are proud of themselves, this is awesome. They enjoy Ian’s violent sobbing for a few minutes, then they approach him.
His testicles are catastrophically swollen, they are in horrible shape, close to death. Both testicles have suffered countless micro-injuries that can turn into a proper rupture. His organs can suffer no more, the girls have literally tortured them to the edge of testicular destruction. Violently sobbing, Ian weakly begs for an ambulance. “Soon,” Sofia tells him, “there’s just one more thing we have to do.”
Both girls have the biggest sadistic grins on their faces, they radiate joy and happiness. This is the most fun they have ever had, this is the best thing they have ever done. Sofia grabs Ian’s badly injured right testicle between the tips of her fingers, Jacky grabs his badly injured left testicle between her fingertips. Cruelly, without mercy, they dig their fingernails deep into the dying organs. Ian’s sobs uncontrollably, he lets out alien, bloodcurdling howls, and suffers one terrible coughing fit after another. It all just adds to the entertainment of the girls.
They dig their fingernails deeper and deeper into the helpless organs, brutally hurting them far beyond their limits, far beyond what they were ever meant to survive. As Ian truly breaks beyond repair, Sofia and Jacky just squeeze harder and harder, laughing in tears of sadistic joy. And then, finally, in their merciless hands, his testicles rupture. Ian suffers a terrible seizure, but to the girls it almost feels like an orgasm. They look at each other, breathing heavy. This was so much more intense than they had expected. Their passions completely overwhelm them, and they jump each other.
Later, at the hosptial, Ian awakes in serious pain. They tell him that he needs to talk to a psychiatrist, because of what he did to his own testicles. It took extensive surgery to repair the damage to his organs. Jacky and Sofia had told the paramedics that he injured himself in a sick, perverted act of autoerotic torture, and they were unfortunately unable to stop him. He is too scared, too traumatized, too broken to say anything. If they decided that this is the truth, then it is the truth, he just accepts it.
His cruel abusers soon visit him in the hospital. The two sadists still put their hands on his freshly operated ballsack, just the touch causes him agony. Hurting him like that, they talk with him as he struggles to control the pain. “These are our testicles now,” Jacky calmly tells him, “you are our Ian now,” she laughs. Sofia, almost compassionately, asks, “You understand why we had to do this, don’t you? You had a will of your own, and we can’t enslave you with that.” He nods, he understands. Now there is nothing left that would oppose them. They have destroyed him. Whatever heals, as his organs recover, is completely submissive to Jacky and Sofia. They are no longer his exes, they are his owners. Every fiber of his being, every thought in his mind, every feeling in his heart, is their property now.
Happy End

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