Mystery Mistress 9
You were now facing Gisele, who was sitting back in your chair. Your bare ass and balls - the girls made you take off your pants and boxers when they arrived - faced your door, which thankfully was locked. You tensed in horrible anticipation of what was coming, the punishment for breaking eye contact. You felt the soft tension of the rubber band on the back of your ballsack. Then the grazing touch of Hayley's fingernail as it stretched back the rubber weapon. You clenched your jaw. Hayley kept it cocked for a few seconds, while you held your breath. This was maybe worse than the actual pain of the ... *SNAP!* You jumped and squeaked out a little cry as the rubber band whipped into your soft scrotum. One down, four to go.
*SNAP!* Three to go. *SNAP!*
Gisele interrupted your torture - "Give him 5 for me too, I caught him looking at my legs on that last one." She smiled a big smile as your eyes found her face again. You did not smile back. Fuck, how were you supposed to stay focused with Hayley attacking your balls!