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Welcome back, everyone. I am sorry to have left you hanging the way the story ended last time, but as I said, I love the anticipation. I sincerely hope that you enjoyed the beginning of Enians tale, and I am very glad to see that you have come back to continue it. I would also like to sincerely thank all of you that e-mailed your comments to me, if I have not yet responded I am sorry, but I will. Nothing pleases me more than hearing your feedback on my writing (except cock torture). Lets not beat around the balls, so to speak, might as well beat straight into them, I always say. ***** Elayna balled her fist and swung as hard as her small frame could punch. Her fist impacted against his nut sack with a splat and she felt another gush of juices run down her thighs. Enian bucked hard and screamed loudly. Gag him, yelled Elayna. I have no desire to listen to this ones shrieking. One of the other Ajan roughly shoved a wooden gag into his mouth; it was fitted with a leather strap so it could be secured behind his head. Now he would only be able to make muffled groans. She threw her fist into his exposed genitals a second time, and she couldnt stop the shout of glee that escaped her mouth. Embarrassed at her outcry she looked to the other women in the chamber, but they seemed to be in the same state of ecstasy that she was. The Goddess was rewarding them, she decided. The Goddess was rewarding them with pleasure for punishing this sinner. She lashed out again, this time with the power of her religion behind her fist and when her hand connected with his balls she felt a wave of orgasmic energy rush through her body, so intense that she nearly fell to the floor. Thank you, Goddess, she screamed out as the intense pleasure ran through her body, and the other Ajan in the room took up the call as well. Every woman in the room had come at the same time, just as Elaynas fist impacted the boys balls. It truly was the will of the Goddess that this male should suffer; there could be no other explanation for the events that were happening in the atonement room. It took a few moments for the women to catch their breath. And Enian was granted a brief rest from his tortures. He could not understand the sounds that were happening around him, he had never heard a womans cry of delight, had never had the honor of making love, had never himself experienced the intense feelings of sexual release. All he could do was try to steel himself for the next part of his punishment, and hope for forgiveness when it was over with. The body wracking orgasm finally began to ease, and Elayna was exhausted, but she was also eager to test this blessing of the Goddess further. How much pain were they supposed to inflict upon the boy, and would their pleasure from his suffering cease when they reached that point? After they had rested and discussed the miracle among themselves the women decided that they had no choice but to continue with Enians torture. If the Goddess meant for them stop, if they had reached the point where he had been punished enough, She would send them a sign. Elayna pulled another chain from the ceiling; this one was equipped with a much smaller cuff at the end of it, one that would clasp firmly around Enians balls. She locked the chain onto him and pulled the other end, immediately his manhood was stretched up toward the ceiling. The muffled cries of Enian were drowned in the cries of the women. It was obvious they were to continue with his torments. One of the women grabbed a rough wooden shaft, about four inches thick near the base, and tapered to a narrow rounded edge in the front. It was designed to be shoved into a victims rectum, leaving splinters deep inside their body; it would leave the victim in pain for weeks afterwards, but should not cause enough damage to kill. She began shoving the instrument into Enian, slowly working it in and out of his hole, widening him up, each time driving it in just a little farther. Another one the women grabbed a whip and began flailing away at Enians chest and abdomen. It wasnt like the whip Elayna had used on him earlier, this one did not have the wicked beads that cut his skin, but it was still a cruel bite each time it slammed against his body. Elayna continued to pull on the chain, stretching his sack farther away from his body. Hit him in the ass, she told the woman who was flailing away at Enians chest. She nodded to Elayna and started wailing away at the tender flesh of his backside. Every time the whip struck Enian would instinctively jerk away from the blow, which would bring his balls closer to the ceiling, and Elayna would quickly tighten the chain, forcing him to arch his back painfully to keep his manhood from being torn from his body. For several minutes the woman continued to beat away at him, until finally they collapsed, exhausted, all of their energy spent in the dozens of orgasms each of them had received. Elayna released the chain and Enian collapsed to once again be supported by his arms and legs, it was comfortable to the position he had been forced into by the stretching pull of the chain. I have never felt anything like that in my life, said one of the women. And they all agreed with her, none of them had ever had that kind of gratification Do you think its over, asked another of the Ajan. Because I dont think I can keep going any more. Its not over, answered Elayna. I can still feel it, just not as intense as it was. Youre right. I can still feel it too, like the hand of the Goddess massaging my pussy. The women shared a laugh, but there was still the matter of what they were supposed to do this boy. How much pain did the Goddess demand? It was his cock that committed the offense; perhaps She wants us to cut it off. It seemed to make sense to them all. A thief would have his hand cut off as punishment; Enian should have his cock cut off for getting an erection in a sacred temple. If that is what she wants, said Elayna, then if we cut him, this feeling we have, it will stop. His debt will be paid. But, Elayna, if that is the will of the Goddess we have no choice but to castrate him. Perhaps not, what if it wasnt his cock that had offended, but his eyes? After all it was looking at my feet that got him hard to begin with, countered Elayna. She did not want this feeling to stop. She wanted to continue feeling this delight that Enians pain brought to her. She was now very thankful that the Aja had decided to spare his life. Then what do you suggest? We could cut out his eyes. That might please the Goddess and us. Not to mention he would not be able to look upon them, they could have him in their presence without being robed, or worrying about him being able to take a blindfold off. All kinds of possibilities opened up to Elayna if this was what they did. She would take him to her chambers; there she could do whatever she desired with him in privacy. No one would contest her; she was the one who had caught him breaking the law. He was hers to do with as she pleased. Elayna was alone when she returned to the atonement room, Enian was still hanging from the ceiling, and he had long since passed out. She wanted him to see her before she stole his sight. She wanted him to know the face of the woman that was going to be tormenting him for the rest of his life. She ran her hand over his genitals, they must still be sore; she could feel the stirring deep inside her still. She knew it was the pain in his cock and in his balls that made her have the orgasms earlier that day, it wasnt the splinters in his asshole, or the whip across his chest and back, it was her punching and stretching his genitals, that was what the Goddess wanted. He was being punished for being male, and that was the most offensive part of the male anatomy. She slapped him several time between the legs, reveling in the feeling it gave her, and brought him awake. He moaned in agony, she knew his body must to its very limit by now. She unwrapped the blindfold from his head and looked directly into his eyes. Enian wasnt really sure what was happening to him, he was barely able to form a coherent thought. Slowly the image in front of him began to come into focus and when he was able to comprehend what he was seeing he quickly shut his eyes. He tried to apologize but the gag was still in place. Open your eyes. I want you to see my face. Enian did as she commanded, looked right into her face. It was the most wonderful sight he had ever known, more beautiful than the sky and the sun and stars, more beautiful than all the flowers and trees in the world. He watched her as she walked across the room, amazed at how graceful she could be. She grasped a lever and pulled, Enians legs fell back down from their painful position and he was standing upright again, supported only by his wrists now, he was far too weak to hold himself up. Do you like the way I look, Enian. Yes, Ajan, I have never seen anything so beautiful as you. But why would you let me see you? All she did was smile. Then she brought her hands down to the bottom of her robe and pulled it up and over head. She was standing right in front of him, completely naked. Enian had never seen a naked woman before. He was entranced by the small portion of her foot he had been able see earlier, in fact, had become intensely aroused by that small patch of flesh. This was beyond what he could bear. The air was knocked from his lungs, he couldnt even blink he was so captivated by the pure perfection of her form, it was so much more than he had ever imagined. He was hard again, was hardly even aware of it he was so mesmerized. For that, she pointed at his cock, I will punish you even further. You will obviously never learn to control yourself, Enian. She approached him, yanked his head back and drove her thumb into each of his eyes. ***** So ends the second episode of the life of Enian. But come back soon I will have another chapter posted. Maybe Enian will finally lose his balls next time. |