Hato breathed hard, already wondering if he regretted his choice.

Naimi squatted between his legs, eying the bulging dragonhood curiously. “That desperate, huh?”

He nodded vigorously. They were in their living room, him lying on the bare floor, her standing between his legs. She made him take away most of the carpeting and furniture. They’d both heard stories about how voluminous a forbidden mid-engagement orgasm could be.

“I thought you said you couldn’t handle the pain. But you’d really take a whole extra day of ballbusting just to cum?” She eyed him skeptically, rolling his bloated left ball around in her hand. At this point, it was almost twice the size of its undamaged brother. Hard to believe it had used to be the smaller one.

“Please, Naimi…It’s driving me crazy. I know it’s tradition, and my strength, and all that, but…I can barely think. These blue balls…”

“This is going to be the [i]ONLY[/i] time you get me to do this, understand?”

Naimi had put the organ through hell the last two months, taking full advantage of their decision to go with a modern wedding. Thankfully they knew in advance which testicle they were going to pop, or else she would have been more worried about turning it seedless. In a traditional wedding, the choice would be left up to chance, and if she crushed his other nut, he’d be…Well, there was a reason traditional couples tried to spread the damage out evenly.

“Ready, honey?”

He closed his eyes with fright and presented his ballsack to her. It was something he’d done hundreds of times, night after night, but tonight it felt…different. Knowing that he could avoid the painful torture that was to follow just made the anticipation of it worse.

He did his best to remind himself of his reasoning. Blue balls hurt significantly more than drained ones. If he got the chance to cum, he’d avoid a lot of pain for the next two months, AND he’d get the chance to cum. Surely, that had to be worth one more day of nutpain, among the dozens he’d be subjected to.

Didn’t it?

She scooped his ball up and away from him, leaving its lucky brother to fall away from danger, slipping southwards and nestling into the soft groove between his thigh and his groin. Above, its gargantuan brother was stretching into his scaly sack, and Naimi’s eyes gleamed as she brought her fist high above.

SLAM.

Hato heaved, bucking off the ground and gritting his teeth as the familiar nauseating pain of a ball hit surged through him. She pulled back harder, keeping the tension on his testicle tight, and slamming three more merciless punches into it.

SMACK! SMACK! [i]SQUISH![/i] SMACK!

Hato wished he could pretend that was the first time he’d heard the sound that came with the third hit. Moist and visceral, the wet squish didn’t accompany every nut blow, but when it did it brought with it an incredibly sharp stabbing pain deep within his ball. He didn’t have to be a doctor to know what it meant for his fertility.

“Naimi, GOD! It’s…you’re going to…you’re [i]killing-[/i]”

SPLAT. SPLAT.

A new type of sickening shock ran up him, somehow. This actually was the first time he’d heard [i]that[/i] sound. He looked down at his ballsack with dread as she looked down at it with satisfaction.

“Oooh, that’s a new one, right? Haven’t heard that before!”

She wiped the sweat off her brow, smiling satisfiedly at her work.

“Wonder what it means. Wouldn’t expect something that sounds like that after only six hits, but I really put my back into those. [i]Phew![/i] Keeping it taut like this really does keep it from rolling around in there, doesn’t it? Makes the impact a little more solid, you know?”

Hato couldn’t respond. His brain was fried. Whatever new damage she had caused him had made the previous two months of pain feel like nothing. At that moment, he came to a realization, as he felt the brand new damage start to bloom through his nut.

He’d made the wrong choice.

When he’d chosen to cum today instead of avoid ballbusting, it had signalled to her that he was weak, an unworthy mate who only thought about cumming, one who he hadn’t received enough testicular pain to learn his place. He should have skipped ballbusting instead, to show her how much he respected her strength, how much her torture hurt him. Plus, it would have let him skip this whole painful ordeal, and show-

His mind went blank as Naimi wrapped her mouth around his cock, expertly taking the whole length down her throat on the first descent. He instantly changed his mind. Any punishment was worth [i]this[/i]. She bobbed up and down at a pace she was so perfect at controlling; just fast enough to keep him rock hard (although these days, that wasn’t very fast…he was always so [i]sensitive[/i], with his balls so full of spunk), but still just too slow to push him over the brink. He expected this; he wasn’t naive enough to imagine she was going to let him spurt this early in the day.

She finally lifted off his cock with a wet pop, far too soon for his comfort. She stood up and smiled, now standing between his legs.

He lay back on the cold floor, taking deep heaving breaths, trying not to think about what he’d just been through. He just needed to endure. One day, and he’d finally be drained. His balls hurt, but even more so, he ached for release.

When he had been single, he’d masturbated one long, luxurious wank a day, edging himself for three or four hours before finally letting go all over his bedroom right before sleep. He couldn’t believe how spoiled he had been. Total control of his libido, and a total lack of self control. Any time he wanted to, he could reach between his legs and let out the boiling cum stored up in his heaving balls.

And now, earning that privilege required him to get ballbusted for an entire day. He closed his eyes and leaned back as Naimi pulled her leg back and-

SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT.

Each kick sounded as bad as the nauseating damage her final punches had created, confirming Hato’s suspicions. This was just what groin hits were going to feel like from now on. He twitched each time, agonized but knowing better than to try to escape, trying his best to ignore the alarmingly wet slaps that accompanied each blow. He wondered if his testicle could possibly heal up before the ceremony, or if this would be the permanent state of his nut until he lost it.

SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT.

Naimi favored her stronger right leg to match up with his own left testicle. Two months of kicking had firmed it up noticeably.

“Wow, mom wasn’t kidding when she said this was a great workout! I might go with this for the ceremony. What do you think?

SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT.

“I’m a little worried my body will get in the way of the nut though, and the guests won’t get to see the full explosion. That’s a big advantage of dragon position; they really get to see the whole show, and I get to have fun as well.”

Hato looked up at her with despair.

“Naimi, we…we can’t go traditional, you’ve already…”

“I know, I know. I don’t want to accidentally neuter you. It was just a idea.”

“Although…What if I only had one foot on your nut while I was fucking you? Oooh, that’d be so cute! Like, of a modern twist on the old tradition!”

He coughed, groaning in pain. Despite it, his cock twitched. He’d seen the position at a wedding ceremony he’d attended, and he had to admit, it looked [i]really[/i] hot. And [i]really[/i] painful. But he didn’t see why she was discussing it now; it wasn’t like they were about to have sex now, two months before their engagement.

“Naimi, please…”

She grinned. “You’re a little more concerned with today’s activities, aren’t ya?”

He nodded shakily. “I just…Fuck, I need to cum. And…dragon position is so hot, but it’s…not something we can do now. Or, should do now.” He leaned back, clearly still in pain. “I need a blowjob, or a handjob, or something, Naimi. Please…please give me some relief.”

“Well…”

She grinned down at him salaciously.

“You know…I’m already breaking tradition by agreeing to let you cum today.”

His breath caught in his throat. She couldn’t mean…

She turned around and squatted over him, lining her dripping pussy up with his cock. Her tail curled up his chest into his face, and right below, between those scaly thighs, he could see the sweet inner pinkness of her pussy, only inches above his own sex.

He was about to lose his virginity. This was actually going to happen, two months early.

“You don’t tell [i]anyone[/i] we did this before the ceremony, ok? I just…I just want to do a little rehearsal, make sure I can support myself like this. I…I want-”

He didn’t know if he should nod or scream. She was about to fuck him, but she was also about to-

[i]Shlick.[/i]

She sat down on his cock abruptly, and two pairs of dragon eyes rolled back into their heads as the couple joined together for the first time ever.

“Oh, [i]fuck![/i]”

She started riding him, greedy and clumsy, unused to pleasuring herself at the same time as him. Even with their inexperience, it was ecstatic beyond belief. She was tight, tighter than her tightest handjob or most vigorous blowjob, but also oh so perfectly slick, squeezing him tight as she slowly raised up, then slid back down, looking back at him coyly through half-lidded eyes and a small, satisfied smile. It was heaven.

“God, you’re…you’re [i]spearing[/i] me, Hato. This thing is-[i]nggghhhh![/i]-huge! Makes it hard to get the right angle-”

He watched with wide eyes as she maneuvered her left foot, bending her leg sharply at the knee so she could fit her foot between his legs, just below her pussy and his cock, on top of-

“[i]There[/i] we go.”

Bounce.

Her other foot still sat on the ground, relieving some of the weight from his left nut, but she now rested about half of her weight on his nut. With each bounce, she sank down further. He knew he should be grateful beyond words to be allowed inside her before their ceremony, but he couldn’t find the mind to vocalize through the nutpain.

“Think, Hato. You might be the only red dragon in our whole village who’s been inside a girl with both his balls intact.”

She sped up her bouncing, and he felt her sink lower and lower onto his flattening nut. It must’ve been three times the size of its brother now.

And despite his pain, he was still inside a beautiful dragoness for the first time in his life. No virgin could hold off long through that, especially not one who’d been denied for two months. That familiar warmth crept up through his thighs. He was approaching the edge, and he involuntarily cringed as he instinctually expected her to slide off, curtailing him before he could finish, like she had done hundreds and hundreds of time over the last month, with blowjobs, and handjobs-

-but she didn’t. It seemed like a miracle. He felt her start to get into a rhythm, the incredible contractions around his cock speeding up, growing in intensity. And her bounces on his nut did the same, her toeclaws digging in deep, scrambling its contents, leaving him gasping and sobbing as she pushed him over the edge-

“Oh, GOD, Hato!”

At the last possible moment, she jumped off his cock and sat on his stomach, her foot sinking further into his ball as it took her entire weight for a second. She ground her clit against the top of his iron hard cock as he started to spurt. His cock stood up straight from between her crotch, her thighs wrapped strongly around the base of the thick length while she worked the rest of the pussy-slick member with her hands, jacking him off and milking every last drop of male essence from his overfull nuts.

It was indescribable.

He sprayed cum out omnidirectionally, with a force he didn’t think possible. She bucked against him with her own orgasm, and he could feel her stiff quivering clit pressing up against the rock-hard top vein of his overstimulated cock, enjoying his orgasmic spasms with him. She pressed down further with her foot, giggling, and he could feel his nut contort like a water balloon with a leak, her pressure forcing every swimmer out of the orb. Each spasm of her orgasm brought another small bounce on top of his nut (along with its corresponding lance of nutpain), and each bounce forced a gradually dwindling arc of semen from his cockhead. She was really living up to her promise to squeeze every drop from him.

“Wow.”

He looked up at her blearily. Cum dripped off her breasts like creamy stalactites, cum dripped from the ceiling, cum puddled in his belly button and on any dents in the floor. Cum streaked out from between his legs, in every direction, on every surface. She had been smart to clean the place out beforehand.

“We pushed it a bit here, tradition wise. Letting you cum is one thing, but letting you inside me…I guess I just got a little carried away.” She grinned. “It’s like a little sneak preview for our ceremony.”

“Except then…you’re going to get to shoot all of that inside here.” She spread her pussy apart for him, giving him a perfect view up the cunt that had just milked him dry.

He gave out a guttural moan, and one final glob oozed of his cock. Then he smiled up at her.

“It…it was [i]so[/i] worth it.”

She looked down at him quizzically.

“How would you know?”

He frowned.

“You haven’t even finished paying the price yet. After all…I’ve got the rest of the day with these, don’t I?”

With a thunderous SMACK, her foot connected with his nearly empty, deflated ball, and Hato finally passed out.