An Arrangement

We've been together a week now.  Jill and I.

We've slept together every night, fucked and fucked and balled and I am so fucking sore. I never imagined anyone could fuck like Jill can.

I've been sleeping at her place every night. I haven't slept in my place since that first night I slept over at hers.

There's only one catch. It started the morning after that first time.

Jill got out of bed when her alarm went off, to get ready for work.

"Jack, last night was fantastic. I want to see you again tonight, if you can." She kiss my lips.

I grinned and nodded. "Of course, you are pretty damn cool, Jill. I want to see more of you."

"It's a date, then," she said with a smile. My hand was on her breast, caressing as we kissed again.

"One thing though. Last time we fucked, there was a consequence. A balance. Something that made it worth while for me, and I really enjoyed."

I got serious. "What?"

"I got to spank your balls the next morning. Punishment. Retribution. A consequence. I would like to keep doing that."

"No, no way, Jill, that really hurt and I allowed that because I had forced myself on you, not on purpose, but you know, because of the surgery and stuff." The ball beating she had given me really was painful. No way was I going to do that again.

"Jack, I understand, but it was more than that for me. It is part of what has turned me on to you, part of what attracts me. I really like you, but I also really like how aggressive your surgery and the remote makes you. But there has to be a consequence to it, and the consequence makes it all feel complete to me. If we are going to fuck, then I get to punish you the next morning."

Jill had a hold of my cock while she was saying this, leaning over and letting her naked breast brush against my chest. I felt myself melting. Jill just might be the love of my life, better looking and more nubile than any girl I had ever dreamed of having. If she had this kink... could I live with it?

"Look, I really like you, Jill. I want to keep seeing you. We fit together really well. But let you beat my balls every day?"

Jill laughed. "Every day? That assumes that I let you fuck me every day, Jack. We might start out with once a week, that wouldn't be so bad, huh?"

Thinking about it, feeling Jill's nakedness so close to me, her hand fondling my genitals idly, at that moment I nodded. I wanted to keep seeing her, and for more than just sex. I could deal with this condition, if that's what it took.

"OK, Jill. Just... promise it won't go to far or damage me."

Jill looked shocked. "Of course not. I would never damage you. I just want a little give and take. You get something that you want, I get something I want."

And so it was done. An agreement. We would date, we could fuck, and when we fucked she got to punish my balls the next day.

She had said once a week, but as I mentioned... we have fucked every night for the last week.

We went out that first night after the agreement, and when we got home she pulled me into her apartment and before I knew it we were naked on her bed. She grabbed my remote, pushed the button and my cock rose to the occasion. We fucked so hard I forgot where I was. When we finally stopped I was so exhausted I just fell asleep with Jill in my arms.

The next morning when she was getting ready for work she came in and told me to spread my legs.

"What?" I asked. "You don't have time to give me a blow job..."

Jill laughed. "I am not going to blow you, Jack. Have you forgotten, you owe me a ball busting."

"Oh..." I realized she was right. I lay there, spread my legs and waited. She knelt next to me in bed, stroked my balls, getting my scrotum nice and loose and then pulled my testicles out. She took a fist and whacked them, hard.

She was kind that day, five whacks. She told me she owed me ten, but that we would work up to it. The first day was five.

The second day she had me get on my hands and knees before her, and she pulled my balls behind me. Once nice and tight, pulled out behind me, she whacked my balls six times.

And so, each day after a night we fucked, she has given my balls a good whacking. It's getting to be a routine now. I can't stop fucking her each night. I love it. She is just so damn good in bed. I've gone most of my life without even being able to masturbate, much less fuck as beautiful a girl as Jill. All she has to do it wink at me and lick her lips, maybe touch my hand with her fingers, and I am ready.

Still, the whole ball beating thing is really hurting. I don't know if I can keep it up. But when I am with her at night and we push my remote's button, I don't care. I just want inside, I want to dump my load inside that sweet, tight pussy of hers. Consequences be damned.

It's the next morning I pay.