But for some reason I could not make out what he was saying and the room begin to get hazy. My speech was slurred and I became some what unsteady on ...my feet, one of the guys said 'damn that was fast. I never seen it work so quickly.' I tried to speak again and begin to wonder what was happening. Herman was by my side and whispered in my ear as he pushed me to my knees saying 'here you just need to get busy. Start by sucking my dick, open wide.' On my knees I looked up as Herman pushed his. Although this generally only happened once a week it had taken on a new extreme dimension. It was centred almost entirely on the systematic abuse of my balls.Madam pierced the skin of my scrotum with a variety of sharp objects,larger and larger safety pins,knitting needles almost anything that could be forced through and the greater the pain caused, the better.This reached new heights when one day she tied my balls tightly and pierced them with surgical needles of various sizes. This time not. A few seconds later I had Matt and Taylor wake up they looked at each other discusted by what had happened. Still confused over what exactly happened last night. As Matt put his hand on the sand to try and grasp himself up he found out they were stuck. Matt felt they was a base ball stuck in the bottom of his dick preventing him from exiting. After he thrusted himself over and over again trying to get out of her she screamed DAMMIT MATT GET OFF OF ME!!!! He yelled back I'm TRYING TO YOU. She cautiously cracked the lid open, peering outside to see if there was anything of note outside the bin. Her eyes flicked around curiously, filled with caution and less then mild worry. She re-checked her MA5 and nodded to herself. She slowly climbed out and lowered the lid silently again. She cleared both directions down the alley in quick succession. She then starts heading deeper into the alleyway, her movements were slow and methodical as she walked. Placing each foot down slowly and.