Welcome to day 26 of Destroy Dick December~! This story features Candide, a character you may recognize from the artist TheInky! In this one, she gives some “special lessons” to a student who’s desperate to get inside her pussy~ Unfortunately for her student, he doesn’t stand a chance~

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	“Ready for your test, my student~?” Candide pounded a ruler down into her paw, making a loud, fierce clap ring out through the basement. The dog girl was completely nude, standing straight up, her red hair flowing freely past her shoulders, large ears sticking up out between the strands of crimson, her slit and breasts both shown freely - not that anyone could see them anyways. 

	In front of her was a Lucario, the wolf-like anthro Pokemon having his blue and black-furred ankles and arms both tied to a wooden chair, tight enough that he couldn’t move a muscle - not that he wanted to; he’d signed up for this. He was just getting what he wanted… right? He’d matched with the dom on a dating app for BDSM-related activities, and “ballbusting” was listed as one of his interests; Candide had promised to appeal to that kink especially, tieing him up nice and tight before they began. The teacher setup wasn’t what he was expecting, but he wasn’t complaining. He hadn’t even gotten a glimpse of her naked body, but he was eager to.

	Lucario tried to speak, forgetting for a moment about the ballgag in his mouth. He simply nodded, a blush going across his face. Candide smirked; his balls and cock were both presented to her quite plainly, just sitting on the wooden chair, ready for whatever she might do to them. His shaft was quite hard and needy-looking, but the size was pathetic - barely over two inches. “I’m going to give you a series of three questions. For each one you get wrong, you will be punished. If you get even one of them right, we’ll stop right there, I’ll take your blindfold off, and…” She gently lifted his cock and bent down, just barely letting it enter her slit. “...you’ll get to have a ‘special lesson~’ Understood~?”

	He nodded quickly. He’d been struggling to match so much on every platform he used; if he could just get through this weird roleplay, he’d finally get some action!

	“Alright, question 1!” She pulled out a notepad; she’d written a few things down in preparation. “What does DNA stand for~?” 

	Lucario perked up; he knew this one! He wasn’t expecting such an easy question right off the bat - it looked like he wouldn’t be waiting long for that action he so desired. Candide pulled the gag out. “Go on~” She said. 

	“Easy. It’s deoxyrib-URGH!” The Lucario grunted in horrible pain as Candide, without warning, stomped her foot down on top of his ball sack, crushing his little bits flat into the wood. 

	“Oh, I’m sorry, please excuse me - I just needed to rest my foot for a moment~ What was your answer? I’ll give you ten seconds~” She pressed a bit harder, watching as the black sack become even smaller beneath her weight. She could feel the orbs pounding, throbbing between her toes, her bare paw smushing them nice and hard; nothing in the world felt better than having such a vulnerable pair of little grapes so close to being smashed. 

	“Ah, ah! I-it’s d-d-urgh!” Lucario tried to answer, but he couldn’t get a word out. All he could focus on was the pain currently flooding his body as Candide mashed his fruits like she was making wine. His inability to see just made it so much scarier, and made the pain more intense - he tried to speak, but his words came out stuttery, constantly interrupted by involuntary gasps and groans. “D-d-deoxy-”

	“Time’s up!” She lifted her foot; Lucario panted, catching his breath. His testicles were bright-red, even swelling a little bit. “The answer was Deoxyribonucleic Acid. But I suppose I shouldn’t have expected you to know that~ As for your punishment…” She undid the ropes tieing him to the chair. “Stand up, bend over, and spread your legs - I’ll give you twenty spankings~”

	“Mmm… y-yes, ma’am,” he responded, standing up, bending over, and spreading his shaking legs; his nuts were aching hard, enough that he could feel it in his liver. He’d put ballbusting on his profile, sure, but honestly, all he was really up for was some minor flicking as part of the play; he’d never done anything this extreme. At least now, it was his ass being beaten instead of his more vulnerable bits…

	Candide pulled her ruler back and swung the flat side right into Lucario’s hanging balls, hitting them hard enough to make them swing back and forth, a rectangular red mark left in the wake of her hit. The sub let out a pained, surprised yelp as he crumbled to his knees, clutching his jewels, feeling his heart beating in them; the previous stomping had only made that hit hurt so much more, and Candide really knew what she was doing with a ruler! “Oh, come on, that was only one~ How pathetic can you be~? Back up~”

	Lucario whimpered and stood once again, trying to think of the prize as he bent over… “No, no.” Candide said, pulling the chair over. “Put your hands on this~” She lead Lucario’s hands to the chair and tied them to the backboard, holding them in place, making it so at least he couldn’t protect his bits. “There we are~ Don’t let that happen again, or these 20 spanks are going to become 40 kicks, ok~?”

	He gulped and nodded nervously; his legs shook as though he’d just got off a boat. “No, no, not like that - say, ‘yes, ma’am,’ or ‘yes, Mrs. Candide’~”

	“Y-yes, Mrs. Candide,” he responded shamefully, feeling humiliated, like he was being returned to the days of being called out in class for getting distracted… though school never had corporal punishment this bad. 

	“Bon chien, that’s more like it~ Let’s start from the beginning~” She slammed the ruler into his orbs; the smacking sound rang out. “Un, deux, trois…” 

	…and so on, until she delivered the 20th hit. She had to redo a few, due to accidentally hitting his dick instead of the ballbag; those slaps still hurt, and they left quite a mark on his tip, but still, they didn’t count. “Urgh…” Lucario moaned and panted; this was intense! Every hit hurt more than the last; his poor orbs were already covered in bruises. But he couldn’t help but admit, he was enjoying this a surprising amount - he’d already had a bit of precum spurt out of his tip.

	“All finished~ Now, what do you say to your teacher~?” 

	“T-thank you, ma’am,” he said, waiting for her to untie the rope and let him sit back down; this position was uncomfortable and difficult to maintain. 

	“You’re very welcome, my precious étudiante~” She laughed. “Oh, my mistake - I accidentally used the feminine version of that word instead of the masculine one. I guess I forgot that you’re supposed to be a man, with how small your little cock is~” She flicked his tip with her finger, smirking as it flopped around, the Lucario flinching, letting out a little whimper. 

“Alright, question two - what does the French word ‘faible’ mean?” Candide was born in France; when she was feeling as horny as she was now, it was hard not to let a bit of her native tongue slip through.

“U-um… er, like, story? Like a f-fable?” 

“Faux~ It means weak, like a certain Lucario with a small, pathetic dick~ As for your punishment, sit tight - I have something prepared~” She quickly ran out of the room and returned with a metal bucket full of boiling water, fresh off the stove, steam rising into the air. She held it with a pair of gloves, placing it between the Lucario’s legs, being nice and silent so that he couldn’t even tell anything had changed. “This one is easier - you just have to squat down for a minute straight~ Go ahead now~”

He felt relieved to hear it was such an easy punishment this time. He slowly lowered his legs, bending his knees, letting his shaft and his bruised, swollen nuts dip down… Candide put her foot on his lower back and shoved down on it, forcing his bits to splash into the boiling water. He screeched in immediate pain as he felt his genitals burning inside of the liquid; the suddenness of the submerging made it feel like his cock and balls had been covered in gasoline and lit on fire, his rocks glowing bright-red like coals, his shaft being covered in burn marks like a hotdog. “A-agh, ah, ah, o-oh my god, C-candide, I-I don’t think this is safe!”

“That’s Mrs. Candide to you~ You need to learn to speak properly to your superiors~” She smacked her ruler across his cheeks as hard as she could, making him yip. “Come on, just another… oh, I forgot to start the timer. Ok, one minute…” She pulled out her phone and slowly set a timer. “There we go. One minute remaining~”

“Agh, b-but Mrs. C-c-candide, I swear I’ve had them in there for a-at least 45 seconds already!”

“Whining now, are we~? Your punishment for that will be another 30 seconds~”

Lucario decided to shut his mouth and just bite his lip as he felt his meat boiling. The pain felt like it was cooking the inside of his eggs like they were a meal being prepared; sweat dripped down his head, his heart pounding with both straight agony and fear for his well-being. 

“Alright, that’s enough~” Finally, the timer rang and Candide moved the bucket away. She then untied the restraints. “Sit back down - I want you seated for the final question~”

Lucario just whined a little as he sat down, holding his balls in his paws, laying them gently on the wooden surface before putting his hands behind him. The dog tied him up, nice and tight, just like when they began. The sub then gasped in sudden surprise as Candide attached two metal clamps, one to each of his plums, hooked up to a small box with nothing but an electric display and a caution sign with a lightning bolt on it, as well as two little up and down buttons. It was plugged into a nearby wall. “Alright, last question! If I set this little machine to 999 volts, how long will it take for you to go sterile~?” 

“S-s-sterile?! Y-you aren’t really going to do something dangerous like that, r-right?” Lucario tapped his toe nervously; Candide just chuckled. 

“Au contraire~ Tell you what, student - I’ll let you go right now if you’re ok with accepting that you won’t be getting your little dicklet anywhere near my pussy. But if you can get this question right, I’m all yours~ What do you say~?”

Lucario had no idea what “au contraire” meant, but being reminded of the prize he could win, of how his tip felt as it scratched the surface of Candide’s warmth… he gulped. “A-alright… u-um, a minute, I guess?”

“A full minute~? Alright, let’s find out~”

“W-wait, wait, f-find out!? AGH!” Lucario groaned in sudden, massive pain as Candide turned the battery on and immediately set it to the highest it could possibly go - 999 volts. The pokemon opened its mouth in pain, extremely surprised, not even letting out a bit of a squeal or grunt as the shock burnt his jewels. A clamp-shaped scar soon began to form, the painful tingling spreading throughout his entire body, making him physically shake and squirm. Candide sat back and gently fingered herself as she watched, chuckling, leaving it on for a full minute, just as he had asked; after that, she turned it back off and released the clamps. 

His poor scrotum looked scarred, throbbing as though his heart had fallen inside of them. They were both a bright red, covered in burn scars, the rectangular clamp leaving a slight indent, the bruises from the ruler still very present and visible. “Wow, that really did a number on you, didn’t it~? Poor guy~” She chuckled. “But I can’t actually check whether or not you were right, so I’m not going to count this one~ Instead, I have a little extra credit~”

Lucario felt as though he was on the brink of death; he could still feel the shock in his body, his arms and legs all sore and achy, his head pounding with a migraine. The worst pain, however, still came from his balls - he couldn’t see them, but if he could, he’d be horrified. They’d never look normal again; those swollen, scarred apples were a horrifying sight. “E-extra… c-credit? Can’t we just be done, Can- I mean, um, Mrs. Candide? I-I don’t know if I can take anymore,” he said between pants, trying not to fall unconscious right before her. His cock was still hard, but he was starting to get very nervous. 

“Oh, come on, you don’t want to put your shaft inside me anymore~? Tell you what: No matter whether you get the next question right or wrong, I’ll let you fuck me for as long as I want~ I’ll even let you tie my hands up to a bedpost, gag me, and treat me like a toy~ How does that sound~?”

Lucario huffed in sudden lust; he couldn’t help but imagine that scenario. If she said he could do it whether he got this question right or wrong, that meant he’d get to do it for sure, right!? “Y-yes, ma’am! What’s the last question?” 

“Simple!” She placed her foot on his ball sack, not stepping on it yet, just resting her soft, warm paw on top of them. “What does a pathetic, small-dicked sub like you deserve from a goddess such as myself~?”

“D-deserve?” For some reason, this question filled him with dread; he tried to think of a good answer, but nothing really came to mind. “U-um… t-torture?”

“Yes, but there’s something a little more specific~” She pressed her foot down a little bit; the plums slowly flattened against the wood. They felt much weaker this time, bending under her weight with almost no resistance.

“A-agh! Um, uh, b-ballbusting!?”

“Nope~” She pressed even harder. “Last guess~ I’ll give you a hint: in just a few moments, I’m going to do it to you~”

Lucario breathed hard, panting, as his ears began to ring; this was somehow still more painful than everything she’d done so far! His testicles were as flat as they could go; with just a little more force, they’d probably… probably… oh no. “Y-you don’t mean… b-ball b-bur…”

“Go on, say it~ You’re so close~” She chuckled; so, so close.

“Ball b-bursting?” He murmured, his body shivering in fear, voice cracking as he spoke.

“Wow, I didn’t think you’d actually get it~ But you’re correct~” She lifted her foot off; Lucario tried to wriggle his way out of his restraints, but it was no use. All he could do was sit in fear of what was to come. “Say au revoir to your manhood~”

Lucario opened his mouth to plead with the cruel dom, hoping to somehow save himself, but it was no use. She stomped her paw onto his balls, and a loud POP! filled both her ears and Lucario’s. The sub let out a slight yelp in pain, voice rising to be extremely high pitched, the sound of his agony fading immediately as he just stood there, shaking, while Candide lifted her foot off the sack. 

All that she left behind was a ruptured sack of skin, a mix of blood and cum covering the wooden chair. His poor babymakers had been thoroughly decimated, turned into a pile of gory destruction under Candide’s foot. Lucario sat in shocked horror, the intense pain of his little orbs being so heavily mutilated making his body shiver. Every part of his being was overwhelmed with blunt pain; he couldn’t think of a single other thing except for how much this hurt. Within seconds, he blacked out, falling limp from the shock and the agony, still fully alive, but unable to bear the pain while conscious.

Candide chuckled as she shook her paw off; it was her first time ever castrating someone - she couldn’t say it was a bad feeling. “Your grade is an F~ I think you’ll have to take some make-up classes - with such weak, sad balls, I doubt your performance in bed would’ve been much better anyway. I’m just saving some other poor girl from having to experience that~” She took a stamp and pressed it onto the flat sack, leaving the imprint of a big, red, capital F on it. “Alright, class is over for today - I’ll get you to the hospital sometime tomorrow and drop you off there. After all, it’s no fun playing with a broken toy~”

And so, she left him there, falling into a very deep, restful sleep after spending some time with her 14-inch dildo, thinking about all the fun she’d just had. But that was barely the tip of the iceberg for the fantasies in her head - she had so many more ideas for good “punishments~” She’d have to try this teacher idea again sometime soon~

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