He barely stabilized his stance, when both Pam and Jill advanced towards him. He instinctively backed up until he hit the ropes, without a punch or kick being thrown. Jill looked at Pam and smiled. Without a word being spoken, they each grabbed one of his arms and pushed it back over the top rope.

“Alternating knees”, Jill said, and Pam nodded in agreement. First Jill’s right, then Pam’s left knee were driven between Dan’s legs. He tried to close his legs and drawl his hips back, but each lady was pushing his shoulders out over the top rope; and his ass was resting on the middle rope of the ring.

Dan took about twenty knees, before his strength and will to resist caused his legs to hang limp and open. His bruised balls were perfect targets for both women. They took advantage by releasing his shoulders, and each grabbing his wrists with both hands. By pulling them forward under the top rope, and up wrapping his arm around the rope, his head and chest were pulled out of the ring - literally presenting his groin to their relentless pounding.

Lisa, the supposed referee was getting excited watching his balls bounce after each knee pounded them flat into his under belly. She naturally tried to look in his eyes, and realized he was semi-conscious at best. “OK, Break” she called out.

Pam released Dan’s left wrist and stepped back, staring at the swelling and discoloration on his nuts after only a couple of minutes. Jill kept one hand on his wrist, wrapped her right hand around his throat and moved in close to have a little face to face talk with her prey.

“Dan, your balls are your weakness, and they are mine” She pistoned her right thigh up between his legs, slapping his balls hard into his groin. Her thigh was wider then the knees he had been receiving, and she left his manhood no room for escape. ‘Slap, Slap, Slap’ “all men are weak, you pigs deserve no pity” ‘Slap, Slap’.

When Jill finally released his wrist and neck, Dan hung by his arms on the top rope, unable to collapse to the canvas. “I’ll help him get down”, Jill proclaimed, and she stepped forward unleashing her foot in a full speed front kick to Dan’s vulnerable balls. She kicked him so hard, he stood up right, and when he fell back down, his left arm came off the top rope. He twisted down and to his right, slumping in a wounded mass on the deck.

Pam was giggling at his predicament, Jill was intense, waiting for her next attack; and Lisa had snuck her fingers into her waist band - softly rubbing her clitoris from watching the spectacle.

Both Jill and Pam realized quickly that Dan wasn’t able to defend himself from an attack by more than one opponent. Since their initial assault, he wasn’t doing much defending from any attacker - but, ‘boy could he take a hit!’. Without speaking to each other, they just naturally began to take turns attacking him individually.

He was back on his feet, a little unstable as Pam cornered him against the turn buckle. She got him to keep his guard low, trying to protect his grotesquely swollen nuts. Then she drove a straight punch to his face. Off balanced by the blow, Dan threw his arms up and then back over the top rope to remain standing. His hips protruded as his back was arched, fully exposing his bruised and battered balls.

Pam placed her left hand against his throat, holding him in place and began to send uppercuts into his nut sac. Dan’s knees weakened and he slumped back with his arms over the top rope. He was held in a most vulnerable position. Pam continued her direct assault on his bag for 20 or 25 punches. As she let go of his throat, he didn’t fall as she expected, so she stepped back forward and alternated left and right uppercuts into his right and left nuts, respectively.

It was Lisa, acting as referee who saw Dan’s eyes begin to roll as he hung limp on the top rope. She called, “Break”, and watched Pam slowly rise and step back away from the turnbuckle. All three women watched in amazement as his dick hardened as rose above his stretched scrotum. His cock became rock hard, bouncing with each heartbeat as he hung by his arms moaning quietly.

Jill was upset. “That’s disgusting, he’s getting off on this abuse. How dare he?! I’ll get rid of that insult to women.” She then stepped forward and grabbed one of his nuts in each of her hands, surprised at the size of his swollen glands. She had trouble giving them a proper squeeze at first, but they got noticeably looser as she pulled, twisted and squeezed the juice out of them.

Every time she’d loosen her grip to get a better hold, Dan would shift uncomfortably as the blood rushed back into his savaged balls. His dick began to deflate, which only encouraged Jill to keep up her attack. She lifted his balls, stretching up to his navel, and watched as his feet left the floor. Jill held him there for a good 45 seconds before his weight tired her arms. Dan was dancing in mid air, vainly attempting to support his weight with his feet and not his manhood.

Jill lowered him until his feet touched the mat, when she noticed a couple of smears of pre-cum on her forearms. “You Gross Pig!”, she yelled, and released her grip on his balls. She went into a furious kicking rampage, incensed that a man would dare spew his jisum on her.

Having regained his footing, Dan managed to get one arm off of the top rope, twisted to free his other arm while Jill’s kicks tormented his efforts. She grabbed his shoulders to turn him towards her, and accidentally helped to free him. Jill drilled his bloated bullocks with another half dozen shins and feet before he dropped in a heap at her feet.

This time he didn’t look like he was going to recover. Lisa moved forward to inspect his package. She rolled his testicles feeling for a split, visually looking for blood pooling in his scrotum, and was pleased to find him intact. As she turned, she found Pam fingering her own clit, and realized how excited she herself had been getting watching a good looking guy’s nude manhood getting ravished.

Jill saw Pam beating off and took the opportunity to lend a hand. Pam was well past turning back and she helped by dropping her trousers and panties to her ankles. Jill placed one hand on Pam’s while the other slid between her thighs. Pam and Jill both lowered them selves to the mat and Jill licked her to multiple orgasms, in front of Lisa and Dan. He was totally oblivious to anything outside of his groin, but Lisa was watching and getting off on the unbridled demonstration of passion.