PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

32. Who's The Winner?

SIDDHARTH'S POV

I can't believe it. How can I lose here? I was supposed to win this for Avneet. My eyes scan the crowd for her, and there she is- looking furious and disappointed.

God, please save me!

She started walking towards me with confident strides that carried a promise of pain for me. I knelt and kept my head bowed even when she approached.

Pain shot through my skull as her fingers entwined in my hair and made me look up. Her eyes were blazing.

"I'm sorry, mistress," I whimpered.

Someone snickered, Faisu or Randeep, probably. I don't care.

"I'm really sorry," I begged.

"How dare you try to pleasure yourself without my permission?" Avneet hissed.

Pleasure without her permission?

My eyes widened. She saw it. And she's mad because of that. Not because I lost.

"I-I'm sorry," my voice becomes hesitant.

"Oh, you will be," she swore and jerked my head, letting go of my hair. "Stand up," she ordered.

I stood on shaky legs. The weight tied to my balls hung between my thighs, and I tried my best to keep my hands away from it.

Avneet smirked. She brought a hand forward to cup my balls.

"Does this sack hurt?" she asked tauntingly.

"Yes, mistress," I winced, even though her touch was light.

"They're already blue and on their way to be purple," she mocked.

The pain increased by every second.

"Please," I begged.

"Please, what?"

"Please don't punish my balls."

"Why would I do that when the next game would do the job for me?"

Damn! I still have to play.

"You must be thinking that you're out of the game. You're not. You're still in. There weren't any eliminations for this game," she said, still stroking my balls.

"Good to know," I said, relieved. "I thought I lost."

"You did." She turned to her companions. "Do we have a wooden ruler?"

Ashi immediately found one.

"Your pleasure is mine slut," Avneet growled before landing a blow with the ruler on my hard cock.

I doubled over in pain.

"Count princess," Anushka ordered.

"1"

Avneet hit my cock again and I fell on one knee. The weight on my balls swung and had me gritting my teeth.

"2"

"3"

"I'm sorry mistress," I begged over and over.

"I'm sure you are," she replied.

"4"

"5"

"Please stop." That's when she finally did.

"I'm sorry," I said, panting.

"It's alright baby, so long you understand that next time the consequences will be worse."

I nodded.

"Our kiss," I mumbled.

"You lost so I won't kiss you. But win the next task and I'll kiss you twice."