She looked at them for a moment sternly and then her typical visage softened to a sort of pride.
“You’ve done your best, that’s all anyone could ask. All of you are dismissed for today.”
There was a moment of disbelief from the guards and they stuttered out protests.
They were all silenced with a wave of her hand. After another moment of pause all the guards picked up their equipment and left the tent.
***
Kieren looked up helplessly as the tent flap brushed open.
The Migdelen youth had his arms bound to a chair keeping him in place.
His face was heavily bruised from where the guards had tried to pound information out of him. To his surprise he saw not another burly guard but a stunningly beautiful woman walk into the tent.
She had back length, raven hair which flowed elegantly as she moved. Her eyes captivated him, they were such a deep blue they bordered on violet.
She walked with a sway that spoke of elegance and strength.
“My...It seems they’ve treated you poorly, what is your name.” She said softly as she brushed his curly brown hair from his face.
Kieren’s suspicions were not loosened just because a woman was sent in place of a torturer, yet her gentle touch was painfully alluring.
“K-Kieren” He said, a stutter of both exhaustion and hesitancy.
“You’re quite young for a soldier,” Her voice was like velvet and held a strange intimacy to it. “Why did you join the army?”
The youth shook his curly head as much as he wanted to break down and tell this woman everything. She slid her thin leather gloves off and put her hands to his face.
“What i-is your name?” Said the lad, his heart beginning to pound in his chest. The raven haired woman moved her hands down to his trousers and smoothed over them. The gentle attention to his groin made Kieren groan lightly.
There was no resistance when the woman grabbed the hems of the man’s pants and took them off.
Out flopped the soldier’s semi-erect cock which throbbed with need.
The woman looked up at his face, violet eyes staring at him hypnotically.
A hand slowly traced it’s way along the length of his shaft. His member stood rigid in a moment.
“My name..” The woman said leaning in close, “Is Amalia Honoreyn”
Kieren’s blood ran cold in the instant the enemy commander had revealed herself. In the same instant she pinched down on one of the youth’s nut cords. The sudden and sharp burst of pain in his nut forced a harsh wheeze out of him. “Tell me Kieren of Migdelen, how did you’re troop know the location of our encampment?” She cooed her voice still had the soft seductive quality to it even as she was busting his balls.
Kieren shook his head wildly, trying to thrash against the pain.
Amalia responded with a hammer blow from the flat of her fist directly into Kieren’s nutbag. Again the youth squirmed against his bonds as another acid-wash of agonizing nut pain spread through his body.
“P-please I don’t know!” He whimpered at her. The raven haired woman took Kieren’s nutbag in her hand and rolled his nuts around with one of her thumbs. The feeling was a mixture of soothing and uncomfortable and unwelcome ball movement. With a clamp of her hand, Amalia began to strangle both of Kieren’s balls!
As his nads were squeezed together Kieren couldn’t help but throw back his head in agony and give a cry of pain.
Amalia began pulling on the ballbag as well, to Kieren it felt like his nuts were being ripped off.
“Kieren I need to know how you’re troop found our company’s private camping ground.” Her voice was still caring yet it had a sternest to it, as if reprimanding a child.
“I don’t know! I DON”T KNOW!” Kieren sobbed, becoming slightly hysterical.
A hand reached up and touched his face, enough to bring him back to reality. Those violet eyes were staring at him again. A strong punch to the nuts would have made the youth double over if he was able to.
The strength and hardness of the knuckles crushing his tender nads into his pelvis blasted the air from his lungs.
“The information Kieren, how did you come across it.”
He wanted the torture to be over, to be done with it all but he knew if he gave up the informant Migdelen would lose an invaluable asset.
His patriotism kept his mouth shut. Amalia grabbed his right nut in between her forefinger and thumb. The squeezing pain made Kieren shake violently in the chair. His nut felt like it could give at any moment.
The simple tender and stinging pain awoke a primal desire in him to save his reproductive future.
Amalia squeezed down harder, looking expectantly at him for some sort of response.
“PLEASE AAGH ALRIGHT STOP I’LL SPEAK.” Kieren cried finally losing his composure.
The pressure on his nut loosened but slowly, a punishment for not telling her sooner. She gave him a moment to catch his breath and compose himself. While he did the raven haired woman again rubbed his thighs and gently stroked the enemy soldier’s cock.
It was like a simple touch of paradise.
“A shorter man, well trimmed and dark brown hair,” There was a long pause “His name is Cyrin Dalkar.”
“Ahh, I know him, he has been in my troop for many years, such a shame he would betray us.” There seemed to be legitimate regret in her tone.
Kieren’s testes burned and ached like they had never before, it was difficult just to catch his breath at this point.
“Now Kieren” Amalia murmured in his ear, “I need you to tell me where your troops encampment is.”
“You ask...too much” Whimpered the thoroughly abused lad.
The commander stood now, looking down on the youth with a slight disappointment in her eyes.
“I need the truth.” There still wasn’t malice in her voice it was just a statement full of resolve. She slowly took off her boots, exposing her pale and seemingly delicate feet.
Kieren’s mind almost blacked out when her foot rose high in the air and came crashing back down, flattening his nuts against the chair. He tried to yell at her to stop but all that would escape from his throat was a choked up squeak.
She wiggled her toes and kneaded the soldier’s nuts with them.
Kieren was almost to the point of dry heaving and his vision was getting foggy from the pain. She squished the balls with the arch of her foot, pushing the nutbag nearly flat and then pulling her foot back towards herself.
The Migdelen youth had his arms bound to a chair keeping him in place.
His face was heavily bruised from where the guards had tried to pound information out of him. To his surprise he saw not another burly guard but a stunningly beautiful woman walk into the tent.
She had back length, raven hair which flowed elegantly as she moved. Her eyes captivated him, they were such a deep blue they bordered on violet.
She walked with a sway that spoke of elegance and strength.
“My...It seems they’ve treated you poorly, what is your name.” She said softly as she brushed his curly brown hair from his face.
Kieren’s suspicions were not loosened just because a woman was sent in place of a torturer, yet her gentle touch was painfully alluring.
“K-Kieren” He said, a stutter of both exhaustion and hesitancy.
“You’re quite young for a soldier,” Her voice was like velvet and held a strange intimacy to it. “Why did you join the army?”
The youth shook his curly head as much as he wanted to break down and tell this woman everything. She slid her thin leather gloves off and put her hands to his face.
“What i-is your name?” Said the lad, his heart beginning to pound in his chest. The raven haired woman moved her hands down to his trousers and smoothed over them. The gentle attention to his groin made Kieren groan lightly.
There was no resistance when the woman grabbed the hems of the man’s pants and took them off.
Out flopped the soldier’s semi-erect cock which throbbed with need.
The woman looked up at his face, violet eyes staring at him hypnotically.
A hand slowly traced it’s way along the length of his shaft. His member stood rigid in a moment.
“My name..” The woman said leaning in close, “Is Amalia Honoreyn”
Kieren’s blood ran cold in the instant the enemy commander had revealed herself. In the same instant she pinched down on one of the youth’s nut cords. The sudden and sharp burst of pain in his nut forced a harsh wheeze out of him. “Tell me Kieren of Migdelen, how did you’re troop know the location of our encampment?” She cooed her voice still had the soft seductive quality to it even as she was busting his balls.
Kieren shook his head wildly, trying to thrash against the pain.
Amalia responded with a hammer blow from the flat of her fist directly into Kieren’s nutbag. Again the youth squirmed against his bonds as another acid-wash of agonizing nut pain spread through his body.
“P-please I don’t know!” He whimpered at her. The raven haired woman took Kieren’s nutbag in her hand and rolled his nuts around with one of her thumbs. The feeling was a mixture of soothing and uncomfortable and unwelcome ball movement. With a clamp of her hand, Amalia began to strangle both of Kieren’s balls!
As his nads were squeezed together Kieren couldn’t help but throw back his head in agony and give a cry of pain.
Amalia began pulling on the ballbag as well, to Kieren it felt like his nuts were being ripped off.
“Kieren I need to know how you’re troop found our company’s private camping ground.” Her voice was still caring yet it had a sternest to it, as if reprimanding a child.
“I don’t know! I DON”T KNOW!” Kieren sobbed, becoming slightly hysterical.
A hand reached up and touched his face, enough to bring him back to reality. Those violet eyes were staring at him again. A strong punch to the nuts would have made the youth double over if he was able to.
The strength and hardness of the knuckles crushing his tender nads into his pelvis blasted the air from his lungs.
“The information Kieren, how did you come across it.”
He wanted the torture to be over, to be done with it all but he knew if he gave up the informant Migdelen would lose an invaluable asset.
His patriotism kept his mouth shut. Amalia grabbed his right nut in between her forefinger and thumb. The squeezing pain made Kieren shake violently in the chair. His nut felt like it could give at any moment.
The simple tender and stinging pain awoke a primal desire in him to save his reproductive future.
Amalia squeezed down harder, looking expectantly at him for some sort of response.
“PLEASE AAGH ALRIGHT STOP I’LL SPEAK.” Kieren cried finally losing his composure.
The pressure on his nut loosened but slowly, a punishment for not telling her sooner. She gave him a moment to catch his breath and compose himself. While he did the raven haired woman again rubbed his thighs and gently stroked the enemy soldier’s cock.
It was like a simple touch of paradise.
“A shorter man, well trimmed and dark brown hair,” There was a long pause “His name is Cyrin Dalkar.”
“Ahh, I know him, he has been in my troop for many years, such a shame he would betray us.” There seemed to be legitimate regret in her tone.
Kieren’s testes burned and ached like they had never before, it was difficult just to catch his breath at this point.
“Now Kieren” Amalia murmured in his ear, “I need you to tell me where your troops encampment is.”
“You ask...too much” Whimpered the thoroughly abused lad.
The commander stood now, looking down on the youth with a slight disappointment in her eyes.
“I need the truth.” There still wasn’t malice in her voice it was just a statement full of resolve. She slowly took off her boots, exposing her pale and seemingly delicate feet.
Kieren’s mind almost blacked out when her foot rose high in the air and came crashing back down, flattening his nuts against the chair. He tried to yell at her to stop but all that would escape from his throat was a choked up squeak.
She wiggled her toes and kneaded the soldier’s nuts with them.
Kieren was almost to the point of dry heaving and his vision was getting foggy from the pain. She squished the balls with the arch of her foot, pushing the nutbag nearly flat and then pulling her foot back towards herself.
The feeling of having his nuts spread like some sort of butter made Kieren's mouth hang open and he began to drool in pain.
His nuts were thoroughly swollen at this point and had a purple color to them. He could feel the blood rushing through them, there was a throb with every beat of his heart.
“Listen to me,” Said Amalia her tone soft again but demanding attention.
He stared into those eyes and got lost in them.
“I need you to tell me where your brigade is or I’ll be forced to crush these”
She finished her sentence with a snap kick to his balls. If he would have been standing his legs would have given out, even while sitting his knees buckles and his whole body lulled at yet another wash of agony. The curly haired captive bit his lip and shook his head violently trying anything to steel his last remnants of resolve.
Something about the next stomp broke him maybe it was the fact that he felt like it broke his nuts! For a moment he felt as if his left nut had gone completely flat and he convulsive again almost blacking out.
“O-okay” His voice was nothing more than a whisper, “I’ll tell you if you just please...stop”
She leaned in close to him again, a gentle hand trailing over his cock and as gently as possible grazing his balls. A needing whimper mixed with agony escaped from the boy.
“Tell me Kieren. Tell me everything” And so he did. All of his war secrets, personal or otherwise came spilling out of him, a broken man.
“That’s very good Kieren.” She cooed in his ear, “Very good.” A hand found his left nut.
“Wha-What” His voice a hoarse thing but filled with panic.
“Unfortunately you’ve wasted much time and need just punishment.”
He felt his nut being pressed flatter and flatter.
“Please! PLEASE!”
SPLURT
The nut burst in his sac, spilling it’s gooey contents into it’s fleshy container. Kieren tried to scream but he couldn’t, his vision faded and he slumped over convulsing and drooling from the mouth.
He didn’t know how long he was out but when he was lucid again Amalia was still standing over him.
She had a smile, half cruel half motherly.
“Just one more.” The words turned Kieren’s blood to ice.
“Leave me with one! LEAVE ME WITH ONE!”
Down came the foot and he felt his nut compress practically flat against the chair. He was heaving at this point though his stomach was empty. “Aaaaaghhhh” He whimpered out, mostly delirious again.
He watched in pure horror as the silky foot once again rose high in the air. It came crashing down with a violent speed.
SPLAT
His last reaming nut became completely flat and then burst! With a few grinds of her foot Amalia turned the nutmeat into complete squishy mush.
Kieren remembered only a few more things before he blacked out.
Amalia leaned in and gave him a kiss on the forehead and then bent down and teasingly gave a kiss to the head of his now permanently limp cock.
His nuts were thoroughly swollen at this point and had a purple color to them. He could feel the blood rushing through them, there was a throb with every beat of his heart.
“Listen to me,” Said Amalia her tone soft again but demanding attention.
He stared into those eyes and got lost in them.
“I need you to tell me where your brigade is or I’ll be forced to crush these”
She finished her sentence with a snap kick to his balls. If he would have been standing his legs would have given out, even while sitting his knees buckles and his whole body lulled at yet another wash of agony. The curly haired captive bit his lip and shook his head violently trying anything to steel his last remnants of resolve.
Something about the next stomp broke him maybe it was the fact that he felt like it broke his nuts! For a moment he felt as if his left nut had gone completely flat and he convulsive again almost blacking out.
“O-okay” His voice was nothing more than a whisper, “I’ll tell you if you just please...stop”
She leaned in close to him again, a gentle hand trailing over his cock and as gently as possible grazing his balls. A needing whimper mixed with agony escaped from the boy.
“Tell me Kieren. Tell me everything” And so he did. All of his war secrets, personal or otherwise came spilling out of him, a broken man.
“That’s very good Kieren.” She cooed in his ear, “Very good.” A hand found his left nut.
“Wha-What” His voice a hoarse thing but filled with panic.
“Unfortunately you’ve wasted much time and need just punishment.”
He felt his nut being pressed flatter and flatter.
“Please! PLEASE!”
SPLURT
The nut burst in his sac, spilling it’s gooey contents into it’s fleshy container. Kieren tried to scream but he couldn’t, his vision faded and he slumped over convulsing and drooling from the mouth.
He didn’t know how long he was out but when he was lucid again Amalia was still standing over him.
She had a smile, half cruel half motherly.
“Just one more.” The words turned Kieren’s blood to ice.
“Leave me with one! LEAVE ME WITH ONE!”
Down came the foot and he felt his nut compress practically flat against the chair. He was heaving at this point though his stomach was empty. “Aaaaaghhhh” He whimpered out, mostly delirious again.
He watched in pure horror as the silky foot once again rose high in the air. It came crashing down with a violent speed.
SPLAT
His last reaming nut became completely flat and then burst! With a few grinds of her foot Amalia turned the nutmeat into complete squishy mush.
Kieren remembered only a few more things before he blacked out.
Amalia leaned in and gave him a kiss on the forehead and then bent down and teasingly gave a kiss to the head of his now permanently limp cock.
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