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I woke up to see my daughters looking me over. I was no longer tied in the chair; I was now tied in the door way standing up. My penis was harder then ever before, my balls were sorer then ever before. Lisa took hold of my penis and started to stroke it. I started to beg for her not to do that again. She agreed and I was in a sate of shock. Before I could be happy that they were not going to be jacking me off, she punched my balls. I did not see that coming.
She looked back up to me and told me that it was going to be either busting my balls, or filling my balls until lunch. I had to choose the lesser of 2 evils. I thought for a minute and decided that I did not want my balls to be busted. I told Lisa that I did not want my balls to be busted. She told me to beg for her to stop busting my balls. I begged her to stop busting my balls and fill my balls up, she smiled. The day continued with my twin daughters stroking me to the edge over and over again. The longest I went with out being stroked was 1 minute. I must have edged at least 100 times before lunch. My balls had a shade of blue and were swollen. I was begging them to let me release; however, they just kept stroking me right to the edge. When it was time for lunch they told me they were going to stop stroking for a while. My balls were swollen and blue. Both Suzy and Lisa started to poke at my balls. They were impressed with how much bigger they had gotten. Suzy asked if I was ready for my afternoon ballbusting. I asked if I had a choice and she responded with a quick no. She told me not to worry; the extra sperm in your balls would help protect them. Suzy leaned into closer to me and asked me to beg her bust my balls. I had no choice so I did. I looked up and begged Suzy to bust my balls. She kneed me in the balls and told me to do it better. Lisa got up and whispered into my ear what to say. I caught my breath and said, Suzy please bust your dads balls they belong to my daughters. Suzy smiled, and kneed me again. She thanked me for giving my balls up to my daughters. She stared to knee me over and over again. After about 10 knees to my balls she let me rest. Lisa got up and put on a pair of high heel shoes I got her for her birthday. They were bright red and had a pointed toe. She took a step back and let her foot fly into my unprotected balls. The toe hit me square in my balls. I pulled against my restraints to try to cover up my balls. She kicked me 10 more times in my balls. I almost passed out from the pain. My balls felt like they were on fire. They both examined my balls, pulling and poking them. They each took their ball and noted that they were larger then yesterday. They squeezed them while examining them. Then there was a knock at the door. They both said yes and smiled. They went to answer the door and left me tied up. They returned with a box that had a bunch of next day air stickers on it. I asked them what was in the box and they answered toys. They cut open the box and pulled out the packing list. Lisa told Suzy they better check to mask sure everything arrived. Lisa took the list while Suzy pulled out the items. Lisa said first, a leather balls stretcher. Suzy pulled out the leather balls stretcher. Second a humbler, Suzy pulled out the humbler. Third an assorted pack of whip and floggers, Suzy pulled out about 10 whips and floggers. Finally, a remote controlled dog collar, Suzy pulled it out of the box. I really did not what this was for; however I was soon to find out. To be continued…
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