Tannim Fire and Ice Ball Torture
by tannim
March 11, 2013

	It was weird feeling his scrotal skin being cut.  That dull pain was different than getting a cut somewhere else.  The sharp knife made it feel more like a paper cut in a way, but with more of a cold pain sensation to it.  Far from the worst thing he'd ever felt, even when he widened the first cut by squeezing at his right testicle, it wasn't too bad.

	He watched with interest as his raw testicle tore his sack open wider.  It was a pretty pale white at first with just a hint of pink from the little blood his scrotum let out.  The squiggles of veins visible under the white-ish tissue were pretty running down both sides until they met the spermatic cord connecting the end at the bottom, or maybe top, he wasn't sure.

	Tannim rubbed a finger over it's damp but not exactly smooth surface before pushing his scrotal sac up along the cord. "We're going to have a lot of fun tonight."

	The dragon's dick was semi-stiff with anticipation, but there was still a fair bit of work to go.  There was also blood to clean up from exposing more of his cord and nut.  That would keep until they were both ready though.  He simply set his exposed testicle on the sheet of plastic covering the ground and grabbed its twin still safely sealed away.

	Being just as careful to not cut the actual testicle, Tannim made a slow slice over the ball's curve.  The thin cut line grew with each slice until there was a hint of white visible underneath.  He squeezed the nut back further in its pouch and worked the cut all the way through to the inside.  A quick squeeze behind the testicle again and he once again enjoyed that unique male pain of very thin flesh tearing open.

	His sigh of relief at not cutting the nugget brought a new experience.  Feeling both his exposed balls cooling and drying in the air.  That was surprisingly intense, like holding his tongue out of his mouth too long.  Tannim laughed, not something he'd expected, but it would certainly add to the experience!  Once he cleaned up anyway.

	There wasn't much blood beside the initial run from squeezing over his spermatic cords.  Simply giving them a dip in warm water was enough to clean his testicles up and rolling the plastic up took care of that mess.  The red stuff would just get in the way later.

	Carrying his scrotum, with his balls dangling out in front of him, he hurried to the prepared play room.  A candle sat on top of a twelve inch cardboard box.  An eight or so inch wide clear acrylic cylinder held a gallon of water.  The ice cubes still hadn't fully melted with the top inch of water covered with floating ice chunks.  His testicles were aching worse already from the air wafting over them, it really was good to have everything ready in advance.

	Tannim slipped his hand into the cardboard box and pulled out the first metal meat skewer.  He wasn't sure of the gauge but it was twice as thick as a cooked grain of rice and reasonably heavy with a wide circular flattened end.  It would be perfect for stabbing into and holding his pain toys.

	Not bothering to lubricate it, the dragon picked up his left testicle and aimed the skewer just under the spermatic cord connecting to one end.  He had to hold the nut tightly in his free hand to keep it from slipping with the resistance to the metal.  Pushing the skewer through the tough protective tissue was tough, and hurt terrible.

	Pain surged through his body at that self torture, bad enough to make him want to throw up, but practice at busting his balls and piercing them in the past let him ignore it enough to keep going.  Adrenaline pumped into his system slowly but it didn't do anything to ease the torturous tearing sensation of metal stabbing through sensitive male flesh.

	By the time the metal point had torn through the length of his testicle, Tannim's abdomen was clenched tightly and his thighs were twitching  constantly.  The dragon took several deep breaths to calm himself while holding his skewered nut up to admire.  Just that one had hurt bad enough on its own to make him cum if he'd have played with it more.  There was still another ball to stab before he even got to the real action.  He hoped the ball tortured didn't drive him to orgasm prematurely.

	Chest and belly constantly heaving from heaving breathing and strain, Tannim simply stabbed the first skewer's tip into the box and dug out the second and his other testicle.  There was just as much pain pushing the tip into the right as there had been with the left.  It hurt so wonderfully bad.

	His fully erect cock bounced between his legs as he involuntarily squirmed at the the self torture.  Both hands were feeling weak from the excessive adrenaline that agony produced.  The endorphins were making him rather shaking as well but that also gave him that pleasant orgasmic tickle he wanted without ever having to even touch his dick.

	He stopped pushing the skewer at halfway and let the testicle drop to the floor so he could hold perfectly still.  His body was pushing towards orgasm far too fast and Tannim stared at his nut.  It would be so easy to push himself over the edge.  Both balls hurt badly enough.  Both abs and legs were quivering from the tension.  His glans had swollen just a bit.  He clenched both hands, then grabbed the nut and twisted the skewer back and forth while finishing shoving it through with a loud yell of agony.

	Why not?

	The dragon bent forward a bit and held still.  His only movements were his racing heart making his cock bounce and his right hand still twisting the skewer inside his testicle.  The nerves it grated against pushed him just right to that strange bliss he found it his suffering.  Muscles twitched in his gut and colon, his prostate suddenly clenched, pleasure suddenly pushed away the agony and he came.

	Tannim watched his glans flare wide for a second, then suddenly deflate.  The powerful orgasm bypassed the normal pleasure response for a few seconds leaving him with the feeling of release for twice as long as a normal orgasm before his body worked it out.  His glans swelled and darkened, entire cock pulsing four times before the first squirt of semen spurted out.

	A second spurt followed before his penis went fully flaccid and hung downward.  The rest of his load simply drooled out onto the floor below him before he slumped down to sit on the floor.  It took several more seconds for him to take a deep calming breath and get back under control.

	An orgasm already and he hadn't even gotten to the main show.  Tannim looked at the ice water and candle.  He didn't know if he could cum twice in a row like that.  It might be better to take a short break.  The skewers through his testicles wouldn't be a problem to leave in, but he couldn't leave the exposed raw balls out too long.  Maybe a couple minutes, though, to let his hands stop shaking fully.

	Tannim stick the other skewer into the box just like he had the first and stared at his painful eggs stuck on them.  There wasn't any blood leaking out and wouldn't be until the skewers were removed.  They looked oddly pretty, in a raw meat sort of way, and felt surprisingly cold and clammy when he rubbed a finger down one.

	Touching them stung a little, though nothing compared to how skewering them had felt.  Another pet, another stinging sensation like brushing against a splinter.  His body adjusted to the pain of the skewers as he kept petting his balls.  He'd only really wanted them for utility rather than the sexual torture they'd provided.  Tannim took a another deep breath, that orgasm really hadn't been intended, though it had felt wonderful.  Moisture evaporating was really aching in its on unique way, though, he'd have to get to the real torture he'd planned.

	Tannim plucked both skewers from the box. "You want to be wet, well, fine.  Let's get you boys wet."

	The dragon lifted them both up to feel the clammy texture with his lips, then simply dropped them into the ice water.  Hard chunks of ground against them briefly as they passed through the surface layer before the cold really hit him.  He wheezed  and grabbed at his groin as though his balls were there to protect.  It felt like like a fist had slammed into his gut and stayed there.

	"Oh... damn.  Never had them so COLD before."

	The urge to shiver was overpowering and he did indeed shiver.  After a few seconds he got over the initial burst of excessive cold and felt the intense pain that came from it.  That was what he was after and it didn't disappoint.  Strong enough to make him have trouble concentrating while fishing the lighter out of the box.

	Breathing heavily, Tannim lit the candle and waited for it to really get going.  Twenty seconds of ice water and the pain was just as intense.  There wasn't any numbing from that cold, it bit deep and traveled up his exposed spermatic cords into his gut.  He watched the clock on the wall, thirty five seconds... Forty.  A minute.  All the while his penis slowly swelled back to erection.

	At last he decided the candle was ready and that he was too.  The ice water was really stinging around both balls.  It was such an exotic pain compared to beating or piercing he had trouble getting any of that strange pleasure of his from the pain.  He pulled the right testicle out by fishing it up with the cord, then caught the skewer and simply held it two or so inches above the burning candle.

	At first, there wasn't any sensation.  After a couple seconds there was a pleasant warmth that confused his body, then there was a sudden searing pain in his groin that actually made him drop the skewer from it's unexpected intensity.

	Tannim let out a strained mewling noise at the burn kept going despite the testicle no longer being over the flame.  He didn't even notice the bump from it hitting the box and floor.  It hurt a lot worse than he'd expected and that encouraged him to pick it back up for more.  He had to take several deep breaths to prepare for it, but he soon held that tortured nut right back over the candle where it had been before.

	The pain came back nearly instantly and just as terrible.  All the cold that his pained egg had absorbed had already been sucked out with the small flame replacing it with overwhelming heat.  Tannim's legs threatened to collapse from trying to pull him away.  His gut felt like it was tearing with how hard it clenched.  He had to hold the skewer with both hands to keep his right arm from wobbling out of position.

	After just six seconds, it was too much, he took an involuntary step backward and nearly fell back onto the floor.  Looking at his testicle, he could see the angry burn on the bottom.  The tissue had bubbled into a blister in just that short time.  It was still hot when he touched the blister to surprisingly once more flaccid penis.

	"Mmm... Not enough for you then?" Tannim eyed his other testicle still in the icy water, it was tempting to switch balls. "No... That's not how it'll go."

	He did grab the cord on the left nut and lift it out, but he simply lowered it right back in to teabag the water.  The movement renewed the intense cold ache while his body tried to figure out how to respond to the feeling of burn from the same general area.  After around ten seconds of icy tea bagging, he again grew stiff and again held the other ball over the flame.

	Cold dipping and hot toasting, the dragon tortured his sensitive genitals together.  There was an odd merging of both agonies into one muted pain.  The opposing nerve signals grew more jumbled the longer they held and Tannim watched the candle cooking his right nut further.

	Fresh tissue bubbled when he turned the skewer.  Fresh icy tissue scrapped painfully against ice chunks when he swished his other ball through them while dipping.  One made a growing sizzling noise, the other made a clacking noise of cubes clicking together.  His own agonized sobs joined them but he didn't dare stop.

	The adrenaline was pumping.  The pain built just right in that jumbled mix of signals until he felt that tingle of pleasure somewhere deep in his prostate.  Tannim's jaws clenched hard, his eye ridges creased into an angry glare.  His ball burned deeper and cooked further inside.  Both legs were wobbling with his body still struggling to force him away from the agony but he held one, cock leaking a single drip of pre before the tip flared.

	"AHHHH!" The dragon screamed as he gave in to both the orgasm and the urge to express his self inflicted suffering.

	There wasn't any delay between his orgasm and semen spurting out.  Thick white jets shot from his raised urethra to spatter onto the floor a few feet away.  Both balls slipped from his grip from it onto the floor and into the water but the pain didn't go away or even diminish despite the pleasure of his release and the lack of additional heat.

	Only three jets of cum squirted out, but his dick kept pulsing as though pumping more.  Tannim thrust lewdly into the air in time to them, needing to at least give himself that expression of normal pleasure.  His wings drooped behind him along with his entire form sagging as the orgasm faded.  It'd lasted almost four seconds before he was left drained and in intense pain.

	He sat heavily on the floor and stared at his badly burnt nut.  A large oval of its base was black and charred.  The rest of it was bubbled red where the outer layer had burnt into blisters and even inside the blisters had burnt.  Around the skewer going in and coming out the tissue seamed to have stuck to the metal.  Oh it hurt just as bad as it looked like it should.  Its twin was going numb from the cold, though it burned in its own way from that very same cold even with the numbing effect.

	Tannim lay back on the floor, chest heaving from the ordeal.  He wasn't sure what to really do with them next.  They probably wouldn't survive having the skewers removed, at least not the burnt one.  The cold had probably severely damaged the other.  Even if it hadn't both testicles were too contaminated to sew back into his scrotum without risk of infection.

	He stared at the ceiling.  They'd have to come off.  Nothing else for it.  That could wait a little while yet though.  His legs and arms were too weak from the adrenaline wearing off and the shock setting in.  Maybe he could call a friend to help castrate him.  His tail could just reach the phone.

	"Unnng... wonder who I should offer them to."