Fight in a Barn 2

Jake gasped doubling over and clutching his balls. Pain radiated from his balls all through his body.
Tiffany watching as he clutched at his beefy balls, enjoying how just tapping them made all his muscle useless. She knew she needed to act fast whilst he was too distracted and weak to get back up.
She kneed him in the face, causing him too fall backwards. Now that he was on his back she stood over his upper body and began kicking him in the face and chest. She continued this for a couple of minutes and must have kicked him several dozen times. She hadn't expected him to suddenly grab her foot and flip her backwards. She landed with a thud which knocked her breath away.
The pain in Jakes balls had begun to fade as her kicks made contact repeatedly with his head and chest, he knew he had to do something or she was going to kill him so he let go of his battered balls and grabbed her foot and pulled it forward, flipping her on her back.
He quickly swung into action climbing on top of her, sitting on his knees over her chest. Then began punching her face. She threw her hands up in an attempt to protect her face. He got in several punches before he realized that he was brutalizing a women and that made him hesitate a moment, he decided that he needed to restrain her but before he could move he felt a tight grip around his beefy balls.
"No... no.. please don't... not my balls...." he pleaded, but to no avail. She gave a quick squeeze and he groaned and double over just as she loosened her grip. "My balls, my fucking balls" he whimpered.
She loved how much power she was exerting over him, about how this balls of meat could control him so much. She gave another quick squeeze, and he moaned and tried to double over further.
To be continued

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