Fissured Friendship

• Commissioned by Anifreak

“Whew! Man, I swear it gets colder out there everyday...” Alex sighed, as he rushed back inside from the snow. His two friends and housemates followed him into the warmth of their den. 

“That’s Russia for you...” Nadia yawned, stretching out a bit before taking off her thick coat and tossing it across the room. “Sometimes I’m shocked we even have a word for ‘hot’, honestly...”

“I’m not...” Ivan murmured as he glanced briefly at her backside. His crush on her was a poorly kept secret often joked about among the group. Ivan was a tech-savvy boy but not a particularly sociable one and he had struggled to admit his feelings for quite a while.

“Mm, speaking of which… I could really go for a warm shower right about now.” the lady of the trio noted. “Think I’ll head to bed after that… night boys.”

“Goodnight, Nadia!” Ivan chirped, waving swiftly and awkwardly before heading off.

They both giggled at that. “Cute, isn’t he?” Alex remarked and Nadia nodded with a smirk. 

She headed into the bathroom as Alex began to step away… but then, he lingered. For a little while, in fact…

Nadia slipped out of her wet clothes and stepped inside, letting the hot water wash over her shapely figure, gasping a bit at first but then sighing contentedly… warmth like that was truly a once-a-day thing for them and they always appreciated it. Slowly she brought her hands up her curves, taking in the water as it relaxed her heavenly body.

All the while, Alex watched through a crack… thankful that she was a little too sleepy to think to pull the curtain over the tub. He pulled his pants down, gazing briefly at his slowly rising erection. “Finally...” he whispered to himself as he took hold of his rock hard cock and began to pump relentlessly. 

He grit his teeth, trying to contain his groans… as he got closer and closer to the peak, gazing longingly at the oblivious, beautiful and buxom woman in the shower, he lost sight of anything else… including her snow-covered coat, which happened to lay at his feet. As he adjusted his footing, he stood atop it… and, well, you’re probably able to figure out what happened from there…

Alex slipped on the coat, falling forward and opening the door in the process. His hand on his member was the only keeping his erection from hitting the floor… but the rest of him did, and loudly.

“What the hell…?!” Nadia asked, jerking her head around to see him lying there. He looked up, his cheeks flushed with shame… with his erect cock still in his grip, there wasn’t exactly much debate as to what he was doing. She quickly became cross. “What the FUCK?!”

Hurriedly, she jumped out of the shower and stomped over to him as Alex stumbled to his feet, still covering his manhood. “No! Wait! I-I can explain!” he stammered, trying not to stare at her breasts as they bounced and jiggled with her every step. Rather than cover herself, she let her arms stay at her sides as she had her hands balled up into fists…

Alex was so taken aback and so distracted with hiding his shame that he wasn’t able to block as she punched him in the nose. She wasn’t the strongest, but there was a lot of anger behind the blow, enough to stagger him and get him to cover up. Because of this, he didn’t see her rearing her bared leg back… with a furious feminine grunt, she powered a devastating kick square into his exposed balls. Thanks to his erect cock, she had a perfect shot of them.

This was a wonderful kick, seemingly not the first time she’d done such a thing… and Alex was wracked with pain as he sank to his knees, cradling his nuts as a loud, lengthy groan of pain and misery escaped from his gaping mouth. Suffice to say, his cock wilted and shrank almost instantaneously.

“That’s just the start, you little pervert…” she growled as she grabbed a towel off the rack and started wrapping it around herself, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing her nudity again. “I hope you’re ready for a LOT more where that came from!”

“Wait, please…!” he croaked, repeating his last statement. “I can explaaaaain…!”

“What?! What could you possibly say to explain this?!” she yelled, her hands on her hips as the white towel tightly, barely confined her womanly assets. “What can you say that would justify being a peeping tom on your best friend?!”

“I… I have a condition...” he moaned. 

“Excuse me?!” she asked, immediately skeptical.

“It… it’s humiliating, so I never wanted to talk about it. But… but my manhood… it’s dying. Sexually I mean.” he admitted. “I have this super rare disorder… that forces super early erectile dysfunction. And the only thing that seems to work to treat it is… well, it’s to have huge orgasms. I know how it sounds, but it’s true.”

She raised an eyebrow at this. “Well what a convenient story… if you just need to jerk off, what do you need to do all this for?!”

“Porn has… stopped working for me.” he groaned. “The condition’s getting worse… getting hard is a real struggle. I thought… a real girl was what I really needed and… and I only have you to come to...”

She put a hand to her temples, clearly getting a bit of a headache. “I swear, if you’re fucking with me...”

“I can prove it!” he croaked. “I’ve been talking to a doctor about it… through e-mails. I-I can show you...”

“Fine…” she grumbled. She offered a hand, helping him up to his feet… but then immediately grabbed hold of his nuts, giving them a firm, but not-so-destructive squeeze. “But if you’re lying to me, I will rip them right off. Understand?”

He nodded, a distraught look on his face. She actually led him by the balls to the computer, even continuing to hold onto them as he sat down at the chair in front of it. She watched impatiently as he brought up the e-mail account that the three of them share, and pulled up the latest message from a Dr. Kensington, addressed from kensington88@bmail.co.uk

‘...I apologise for giving you this news, but the behaviour of your genitalia is continuing to worsen...’ was among it’s content. ‘...it seems to be fuelled by the cold atmosphere… discolouration amidst the bottom… condition seems to improve with regular orgasm, putting the mechanics back into motion… unorthodox as it may seem, my prescription is: powerful orgasms, whenever possible.’

She was stunned to find the claims were true. This was genuine medical advice? Her friend needed to milk himself, and milk himself to raging climaxes at that, or else he would lose the ability to get erect at all…?

“W-Wow… I guess you weren’t lying after all...” she confessed.

“Well I’m g-glad you know… now can you please l-let go of my balls…?” he squeaked.

“Oh. Sorry.” she replied, releasing his tender testes. As he stewed, tending to his balls, she contemplated this for a bit, before letting out a sigh. “Well… damn. I’m still weirded out by all this, but I don’t want you to have to suffer through something like that. So… I guess… I’ll help you out with this.”

“H-Help…?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.

“I’m not looking to start fooling around with you or anything, but… I guess I can, wear a little less around the house and...” she explained, starting to blush as her voice got a little meek. “...Get into, uh, little poses… if it helps. And you can watch and… take care of yourself...”

“R-Really…?” he gasped, his eyes widening. He never expected her to bring up an idea like that...

“Yeah… but so help me if you say a word to anybody about it, I will snap your dick in two.” she added, looking away.

Undeterred, as he stayed sitting down, he wrapped his arms around her, unintentionally messing with her towel in the process, revealing some of her cleavage as he dug his face into her side. “Ohhh thank you so much! I was so afraid I’d lose my dick, this means everything to me! Thank you, thank you…!”

Uncomfortable, she reached down and gave a little finger flick to his testicles, enough to get him to let go of her and curl up on the seat. The towel began to fall off, but she managed to catch it and rewrap it in time. “...Let’s just go slow with this, alright?”

He nodded, still smiling even as he was clearly in pain.

And so, for the next few weeks, they went along with this new plan. Nadia at first simply wore casual clothes around the house more, a t-shirt and panties. When this proved slow to work, she opted to go around for a day without a bra. The cold had stiffened her nipples, letting them try to poke through the cotton and he got his eyes on them in time to see this… it proved quite effective, and whenever Ivan wasn’t around - usually going off to masturbate in private, himself - Alex would take off his pants and quickly fap as Nadia looked away.

Slowly this evolved. Instead of her usual modest panties, she went for a more slim, revealing, string thong that did well to show off her remarkable ass. She had always gotten compliments on her ample backside and round hips, even dating back to before she grew her enormous breasts, and Alex was immediately a fan… especially when, during a rare moment alone - it became progressively harder for Ivan to stay away from her - a smirking Nadia pretended to drop something and bent over, spending an inordinate amount of time finding an imaginary pencil as Alex gawked and fapped furiously to her ass.

Over time, the once hesitant woman seemed to getting more and more into the activity… being so consistently lusted after by someone she trusted and invited to do so was doing wonders for her confidence.

One day, when Ivan was to be out of the house with his new job for a good while, Nadia decided to reveal something she’d been saving… and ripped off her shirt to reveal a lacey lingerie bra. It pressed her breasts together, creating a beautiful cleavage and making the already sizeable titties look even larger than usual. 

Alex’s jaw nearly hit the floor, as he’d never gotten harder faster in his life. 

His condition was noticeably improving all the time… Nadia sauntered around in her bra and panties all day as Alex found himself masturbating over and over, a true rarity for him.

Unfortunately, it was perhaps done a little too much, as Ivan ended up coming home early, having forgotten a thumbdrive he needed. When he went into the computer room, he saw them there… the scantily-clad Nadia lounging seductively on a love seat whilst Alex stood just a few feet away, on the way to a fifth massive shuddering climax.

“Wh-what is this?!” a stunned Ivan shrieked, taking them both off-guard. As Alex pulled his pants up and Nadia sheepishly covered her cleavage, they explained what they had been doing behind his back and why.

He slumped his shoulders, mumbling, “Oh… so that’s why you’ve been presenting like that. I thought… okay...”

“S-Sorry...” Nadia glumly replied.

Ivan just shook his head. “You’re a lucky one, Alex...” he mumbled as he walked away, clearly a little distressed. They felt bad, but… what could they do? They had to save Alex’s manhood… nothing else to it.

They continued on like usual for a few days… later, after they’d forgotten all about being caught, they once again just happened to find themselves in the computer room… and this time, Ivan was the one peeping. After a particularly strong bit of masturbation, Alex pulled up his pants and went to get himself cleaned up, as usual. The stealthy Ivan was able to rush away before he opened the door and trekked out.

As Nadia continued lounging seductively, she heard a notification, the familiar sound of a new E-Mail. She went over to check, and noticed it was directed at Alex’s tab. She was going to look away until she saw the familiar name and e-mail address of his doctor. This might some urgent news he needed to know… so she opted to check it out herself, knowing he wouldn’t mind since she already saw one message from him anyway.

As she sat there at the computer, slowly her grip on the mouse tightened… as her whole lithe body quivered with rage.

She stormed away towards the bathroom, where it all started. Alex stepped outside in time to meet her in the hall. 

“Oh, hey.” he greeted her as she marched up to him wordlessly. It was impossible not to see the anger on her face. “...Wh-what’s wrong? What’s going on?”

Without a reply, she promptly grabbed him by the shoulders and drove the sharp point of her bare knee mightily into his crotch. Once again he began to howl, but this time she didn’t let him fall, instead repeating this, kneeing him again, and a third time and a fourth before he collapsed onto the floor.

“Wh-why?!?” he shouted, as she let loose a kick to his stomach. 

“You pathetic little fuck… you KNEW I was just doing this to help you, you KNEW I was just getting you off so your stupid worthless DICK wouldn’t fall off...” she hissed, occasionally adding another soccer-style kick to his ribs with every emphasized word. “...you knew I’d STOP the very moment you were CURED… so you LIED to me!”

“Wh-what are you talking about...?!” he whined.

She reached down and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him into a seated position, just so she could knee him viciously in the face, lying him out flat. As he groaned, she proceeded to strip off his pants, leaving him in his undies as she grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs up into the shape of a V. Horror struck him before her foot did, but he didn’t have time to react before she stomped down heavily onto his testicles. 

“Piece of shit!” she yelled, as she reared her foot back up and again stomped powerfully onto his thinly protected testicles, ignoring his howls and pleas, as she pressed her foot down hard on his nuts and put her weight onto them, lifting her opposite foot off the floor. She was now just standing on one foot on his nuts, listening to him screech in anguish.

“Stop…! Please! Please stooooop!” he screamed. “I have no idea… nnnggh what you’re talking about...!”

“I just saw an e-mail from your doctor you little bitch!” she yelled, continuing to put the pressure on his balls. “He said he called you and talked to you a week ago… about how you were CURED! When the fuck were you gonna tell me that?!”

“Wh-what?!” he shrieked. “Th-that never… AAAUGHH!”

He was cut off by another ruthless stomp. “Don’t lie to me you little fuck! I’m just a fucking sex slave to you...”

“No...” he moaned. “I would never… do that to you… nnggh it’s not true...”

“Yeah?! How about I show you?!” she challenged.

In a familiar scene, she pulled him up and led him by the balls to the computer, albeit much more roughly this time. And when she forced him to sit down, she instead stomped on his balls yet again, grinding them against the solid wood. As she held her bare foot painfully against his scrotum, she pointed at the screen. “Look! Right-fucking-there! Same name, same address!”

He was bewildered as he saw what was on-screen. 

‘Hello Alex. I’m just doing a follow-up check on your condition. As we discussed on the phone last week, the results of the last few tests you sent in have come back negative. This continues to be the case, as the behavior of the innerworkings of your genitals have very much normalized. I’m pleased to further confirm what I’ve already told you; by all rights, you seem to be cured! The natural color should return to your testicles very soon...’

“Wha-wha-whaaa…?” he asked, agape. There was no questioning it came from the exact same e-mail address. His body buckled as she pushed her foot down harder on his balls.

“See?! I know what you’ve been hiding from me, you little pervert!” she howled.

“No…! I-I don’t understand, there must be some mistake…! I, nggh, never got a phone call like that…!” he pleaded. 

“Then explain this!” she shouted.

“I… I...” he squeaked, his eyes filling with tears as he he desperately scanned the page. Somehow, he was cognizant enough to realize what was wrong with it. “Wait...wait! It’s a fake!”

“Oh, of course it is...” Nadia sarcastically replied, as she bore down a little harder on his nuts. “That sure would be great, wouldn’t it?”

“No, I-I can prove it…! Dr. Kensington, he’s from England!” he sputtered. “That means… he uses British spelling… for English words…!”

“...Sorry, what?” she asked, putting the pressure off a little.

“Look! C-Compare the two messages… one uses British spelling, and the other uses American!” he yelled, as he desperately flicked between the two.

She studied it and, sure enough, that seemed to be true. In particular two words were spelled differently, behavior vs. behaviour, and colourization vs. color respectively. 

“S-So wait… someone… hacked his email, to impersonate the doctor?” she asked, bewildered. “And they sent this…as some kind of ruse? But who would do that…?”

“The only other person who knows about my situation is...” Alex noted, trailing off. 

“Ivan!” Nadia gasped. “He could probably pull it off too… dammit, and he spent so long in America, that makes a lot of sense… that son of a bitch! He was so jealous, he wanted to drive us apart!”

“I-I guess so… s-so can you let off my nuts now?” Alex squeaked, his balls still pressed to the seat of his chair by her bare foot.

“Oh fuck, sorry!” she shouted, letting up on him. “Damn… oh damn, so you still have that condition and I just… oh fuck, what have I done?!”

“I… don’t know...” Alex groaned, as he tended to himself.

“Shit, I gotta fix this...” Nadia lamented. Alex wasn’t sure what that meant as she reached down, surprising him by pulling his hands away and ripping at his underwear.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” he shouted as she pulled them off, exposing his manhood to her once again. She didn’t respond, instead just kneeling down in front of him and taking hold of his limp cock. He was stunned, gazing down her immaculate cleavage as she began to pump his flaccid member.

“C-C’mon… c’mon!” she grunted with effort as she throttled his penis. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, please get up… RRRGH!”

Frustrated, she reached back and unsnapped her bra… Alex was astounded to see her take it and toss it aside furiously, revealing her voluptuous breasts to him once again. As he gasped in shock at their size and beauty, Nadia leaned in close and took the head of his dick into her mouth, giving it a swift suck…

Finally, his dick stiffened, unable to overcome her sheer sexuality. Alex was speechless as Nadia moved on to cradling his member betwixt her tits, and she squeezed it within the thick softness of her breasts as she slid them up and down his cock. He had never been titfucked before, and Nadia seemed to have a natural skill at it as she pumped him to a new height he’d never felt before… within moments, his dick erupted like a volcano of cum as he painted her titties white.

Nadia exhaled as she stood, trying to hide her blush. “...I guess your cock’s okay. Good. Now that I’ve confirmed that… I need to get cleaned up and then… deal with our little traitor.”

Alex was in his own little world of bliss, unable to even hear her as she marched off, let alone take in the meaning of what she was saying. 

Less than an hour later, Nadia had gotten herself cleaned up and had put on her t-shirt - though she didn’t bother putting her bra back on - and was knocking on Ivan’s door. She put on her saddest face as he opened the door.

“Nadia…? What’s wrong?” he asked, as if he had no clue what could be bothering her.

“It’s Alex...” she pouted. “He… he’s been deceiving me… for the past week he’s been deceiving me. He hasn’t needed my help getting erections for days, and he never told me… he’s just been using me to get himself off...”

“Ohhh, no… that’s terrible!” he gasped. “I can’t believe he’d do something like that...”

“Yeah… I could really use a friend right now.” she lied, looking up at him and fluttering her eyelashes coquettishly. This was extremely out of character for her, but he was too busy listening to the thumping of his own heart to notice. 

“B-By all means, come on in… I’ll help you… th-through this trying time...” he offered, his throat suddenly becoming a little dry.

She slinked into his room, fighting back a smirk. As he closed the door, she put her hands to his chest and gently pushed him until his back was pressed up against it. Her voice took on a very breathy tone as she whispered, “Actually… I think I need a lot more than a friend right now.”

He watched in awe as she slowly peeled off her shirt, licking her lips as she tossed it aside and shook her chest, letting her breasts sway before him. 

“Oh God yes...” he gasped.

She smiled and put her hands on his chest once more, running them up and down his torso. He shuddered as her hands went down to his hips, and she pulled off his pants, gleefully stepping out of them. “Good God I’ve waited so long for this...”

“Mmmm, I know honey, trust me, I know...” she cooed as she stood, fondling her breasts before him. “I’ve been such a bitchy little tease to you, haven’t I…?”

“W-Well…” he smiled, blushing.

“Mmm, well no more of that… now you’re getting my all.” she hissed into his ear, before dropping down to her knees. He was grinning ear-to-ear, unable to believe this was real as she took off his boxers to stare at his throbbing erection. “Mmmmmhmhmhmhmhm...”

“Oh, give it to me baby...” he sighed.

She reached up to gently fondle his manhood, before lowering her hands and gazing with a little chuckle at his penis. “Ah… not bad. Not bad at all...” she remarked, a devious smile spreading. “...but Alex is bigger.”

With that, she brought both fists up into a double hammer strike to both bared balls, taking him by complete surprise. He was so stunned, he was speechless and unable to move… so she did it again, without a hint of mercy. He tried to fall backwards, but he was pushed against the door and it didn’t go out that way. She reared back and let loose, letting punch after punch fly into his testicles, her fists a blur as she used his scrotum like a punching bag.

Finally, she let him collapse, keeling over onto the floor, moaning violently. The topless Nadia, wearing nothing but her skimpy thong leaned over and taunted, “Is that what you wanted, you little punkass bitch?! Me going wild on your little balls?! I know what you did! I know what you did, you pathetic little bastard!”

As he lay on his front, tears already falling from his eyes from the searing pain, Nadia rushed out of the room, only to return a few moments later with a small length of rope. She grabbed his wrists, and he was so drained from the ballbusting that he couldn’t resist as she pulled his arms behind his back and bound his wrists together with the rope. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up to his feet.

“N-Nadia… please...” he pathetically sputtered. “I-I love you...”

She responded to this with a knee to the crotch, and proceeded to interrupt his howling screams with a one-two punch to his face. She knew her breasts were jiggling madly with every attack, but she didn’t care, knowing he wouldn’t be able to appreciate that for much longer… she stepped back, and with a loud, angry yell, hauled off and kicked him in the balls as hard as she possibly could.

He was a pathetic mess on the floor as she shoved him away, just enough to allow her to open the door. She grabbed him by the hair and forced him to slide on his knees, as she got his junk in position. With a solid kick, the door just about slammed shut on his balls. His screams became all the more high pitched as she repeated this action twice more, laughing at his misery. “That’s what you get, needledick!”

Nadia forced him to his feet, and pulled him into a headlock, mockingly forcing his head against the side of her teat as she dragged him through the hall and into the kitchen. She looked over at the marble countertop in the center. “Hey, Ivan... remember that time you were walking a little too fast and you accidentally stubbed your crotch on the corner there…? Didn’t that suck? Man, imagine that, but a lot faster… and on purpose...”

“P-Please don’t...” he croaked.

“Whoa, I wasn’t even thinking about doing it myself!” Nadia remarked, faux shock on her face. “But now that you’ve put the idea into my head...”

She pushed him out in front of him, and with her hands to his back, started rushing forward, forcing him to pick up steam without his consent, as his feet instinctively moved along with his momentum. She’d lined it up perfectly, his genitals collided hard with the sharp edge of the solid marble. 

He mewled a pitiful high-pitched mewl, as the pain was far beyond his limits… and was taken a bit further when she delivered a mocking kick to his ass that jammed his crotch that much further against it. “Feeling okay, buddy?” she sarcastically asked as she pulled the bawling man away from the countertop. “Do you need me to tighten your nuts a little...?”

She reached down with both hands and grabbed his testicles, twisting them both in opposing directions as she gave them a vicious squeeze, gritting her teeth as she put a lot of effort into digging her nails into his flesh. He had long since lost the ability to speak coherently, the only thing coming out of his mouth being tearful wails.

Nadia let go, only to send two more vicious knees into his balls, capped off with a bit of a leaping, in-step kick to the scrotum. He collapsed onto his knees, where she delivered a front-stomp, her bare foot blasting his face and sending him onto his back in a rather painful position as his legs were caught under him. 

“Wow, I’ve never seen an easier target...” she mused, before taking a few steps back. He could do nothing but watch as she got a running start and unleashing a brutal punt kick that damn near sent his nuts flying through the ceiling. “Hoo, getting a great workout in here...”

She looked around for some other way to torture his nuts, and noticed a chair. Quickly getting a beautiful idea, she grabbed it and positioned it’s seated side just in front of his manhood. She then stood above him, lording her dominance over him for a moment before turning around, letting him stare at her glorious, nearly bared ass. 

“You always liked this ass, didn’t you? More than anything, you’ve always stared at this ass...” she taunted, giving her own backside a little smack so he could watch it ripple gently. It was a glorious sight to him, even in that pain-wracked state. “Well by all means… have it.”

With that, she simply fell ass-first onto his balls. He screamed loudly, as she stood again and performed it once more, the soft, smooth, enormous feminine flesh blasting his comparatively tiny, fragile nuts. And just to step it up a bit more, she climbed up onto the chair. After giving a mocking shake of her ass, she jumped off and again divebombed his testicles… a sickening crunch came with this one, and the pain took all the air out of him, to the point of dead silence in the room for a few moments.

Nadia stood up and inspected the damage, smirking. “Well, look at that… I just popped a nut with my booty. I guess you were never man enough for it... no surprises there.”

The sheer terror on his face was absolutely mesmerizing to her… she was a fairly nice girl, but she had quite the vindictive side when wronged, and he was seeing that on full display. She didn’t care at all that she took away a nut, in fact… she planned on taking them both. Nadia confirmed this by leaping up and driving her knee solidly into his remaining nut, and actually looking a bit disappointed when it didn’t burst.

“Mmm… say, my ass isn’t all you wanted, right…?” she cooed, again putting on a mocking seductive voice. “You always wanted to be between my legs too...”

With that, she scooted forward and pulled his nut between her thighs, before smashing them together and squeezing with all her might. He cried in sheer anguish as she cruelly pushed her crotch against his, even throwing her head back to moan sensually as she tried her damnedest to crush his nuts.

“Mmmmm, Ivan, you’re getting me so fucking hot...” she gasped. “Ooooohh, you know I just jacked off Alex a little while ago… and as soon as I’m done with you, I swear I’m going to go to him and fuck his brains out… mmmmngnNNGH!”

His life was pain, his heart destroyed, his mind full of misery. Trying to drive that wedge between the two of them was the worst mistake he ever made, and it would cost him his manhood. He knew that, and there was nothing he could do about it.

After several minutes of this, she released his ball and started poking it. It was incredibly swollen and turning black and blue. She snickered, “Looks like there’s some… ‘discolouration’ there… if you know what I mean. But this one’s a fighter, it’s not giving up easy. Fine by me...”

She stood up and again dragged him to his feet by the hair. Nadia then grabbed his single ball and pulled him over to the front door, forcing him out into the cold, constantly snowing out doors. With a fierce kick to the nuts from behind, she sent him onto his knees. He was sputtering, faint of breathing, and waaaay past his pain threshold. Still, she wanted a little bit more as she walked around to face him. 

He looked up at her, his tears slowly turning to ice from the frantic cold, his cock shriveling to nearly nothing as he looked up, her proud face nearly blocked out by her huge tits, her nipples hardening immediately. She smirked as she saw his nut was pushed up against the cold, frosty asphalt.

“Mmm… it’s a shame, yannow? If you had just been upfront with me with the feelings we all knew you had… if you had just told me, before any of this started...” she began, in a wistful voice. “...then I still would’ve absolutely never had you.”

With that, she stomped down viciously on his nut, crushing it wholly against the solid pavement. His castration was complete, and he swiftly passed out from the pain and shock. His body went entirely limp, just as his cock always would from that point on.

Still vengeful, Nadia dragged him over to the snow. She looked contemptuously at his tiny, shrunken dick as it lay there, poking out between his legs. She gave it a few violent stomps, ensuring it was completely buried under the snow. She spat on him and muttered, “Hope your cock gets frostbite, asshole.” before going back inside.

She was true to her word. She found Alex, having just recovered from his huge orgasm and yanked him to her bed, where she rode him for the rest of the night. His condition would be cured by the morning.