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"I'm home, sweetie! Did you miss me?" Naimi called out cheerfully as she placed the grocery bags on the kitchen table. Hato glanced up from the couch, his hand tentatively massaging his injured testicle. The month-long holiday, April Jewels, was in full swing, and he had already endured plenty of kicks and knees from many red dragonesses today. He inspected his swollen nut, carefully rolling the bruised organ between his thumb and forefinger. His ball looked slightly more blue than usual today, contrasting with the fiery red scales covering the rest of his body.

His earlier stroll through the village had turned into several unfortunate encounters with overzealous red dragonesses, all eager to participate in the April Jewels festivities. He'd been kicked, kneed, punched and even elbowed in the groin more times than he cared to count in just the first week. Even a green dragoness had gotten him good with an accidental tail whip to the nut, although she was more apologetic than he was used to.

"Yeah, I always do," he grunted, trying to sound casual while his hand gently prodded the bruise on his ball. The pain had dulled to a persistent throb, yet his cock remained stubbornly erect and leaking precum, a lingering result of an intimate moment with his enthusiastic wife earlier today. Naimi had used her voluptuous red bosom to relieve some of his pain before leaving for the market, her warm, soft mounds enveloping his cock in a sensual embrace that had driven him wild and almost pushed him over the edge. Luckily, she was quick to punch him in the nut several times before he could cum, ensuring that his year-long streak remained unbroken.

As he gently poked the bruise, his mind drifted to his wedding, the night Naimi had popped his left testicle according to red dragon tradition. The memory was still vivid, bringing a peculiar mix of pain and nostalgia. The pain had been like nothing he'd ever experienced before: sharp, explosive, and soul-wrenching. But it had also signalled the beginning of their married life together, and somehow, the agony had bonded them in a way that few things could. It also meant that no matter how much ball ache he suffered henceforth, it could never compare to his wife literally popping his nut, but he knew a few dragoness who had tried to push him nearly as far. "So, how'd the shopping trip go? Still a circus out there?"

Naimi hummed as she put away the groceries, a satisfied look on her face. "Oh, you know, the usual chaos of April Jewels. The streets are just full of females looking for unsuspecting males to prank." She giggled at the thought as she placed a few eggs into the pantry. "I think I must have kneed at least a dozen guys in the balls just on my way back from the market. I even ran into T'lak and gave him a good punt. And guess what?" Her tail swished with excitement. "I got him so hard, he fired a thick rope of precum right over my head!"

Hato winced, his hand pausing briefly before resuming the gentle massage. "Sounds like you had quite the productive trip," he managed to say with a chuckle.

Naimi's smile grew wider. "You know, you should get out and enjoy April Jewels some more," she suggested, placing a few apples on the table. "You're missing all the fun!"

Hato groaned; his dick bounced as he got to his feet, still cradling his ball. "Maybe later," he replied, his voice strained. "I think I've had enough 'fun' for one day."

Naimi took the opportunity to sneak up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist and giving his massive cock a long stroke. Her touch was light and teasing, twisting her hands slightly as she felt him harden in her grip. Hato's breath hitched in surprise, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned back into her embrace.

"Are you sure?" Naimi whispered, "Not even for me?" He could feel her hot breath against his neck, sending shivers down his spine. She continued to stroke him, her movements becoming more deliberate and firm.

Hato's resolve wavered, his hand dropping away from his bruised testicle. "Well, if it's for you..." he began, his voice trailing off as she leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his back. Her thumbs caressed the sensitive tip, making him grow even more in her grasp. He couldn't help but moan as she began to stroke him in earnest, her movements swift and firm.

"Mmm, good boy," Naimi cooed into his ear and quickened her stroking. "You know how much I love making you feel good," she murmured, "But remember, no cumming, understand."

Her voice was sweet but firm, and Hato nodded despite the desperate need to empty his ball, his eyes squeezed shut. "No cumming," he repeated, breathing heavily and involuntarily bucking his hips into her hand.

With a sly smile, Naimi reached down with one hand to cup her husband's enormous ball, giving it a soft, reassuring squeeze. He flinched, as most red dragons do when a dragoness grabbed their sensitive orb. His testicle was big and heavy in her hand, thanks to her expertly edging him for years. Her juices began to flow, and she rubbed her thighs together, shuddering in pleasure at the thought of what she had in store for him, her pussy clenching in anticipation. "Looks like someone's ready to go out and enjoy April Jewels," she said with a teasing lilt in her voice, smacking his ball and intentionally hitting the bruise.

The sudden sting of pain caused Hato's cock to jolt upwards, slapping against his stomach with a wet sound. He bit back a yelp, trying to ignore the familiar pain growing in his gut and the approaching orgasm he couldn't have. "Yup," he said through gritted teeth, his cock still throbbing with need. "I'm definitely ready to go out and, uh, enjoy some more April Jewels."

"Oh, but honey," Naimi said with mock innocence, "you only have one jewel left. Maybe we should start calling the month: April Jewel!" She laughed lightly, her tail swishing with amusement at her own joke.

Hato clenched his jaw, his tail standing up, perfectly still with tension. "Good point," he forced out, a quick nod following his words, his voice tight with the effort to hold back his impending orgasm. He took a deep breath, trying to will his cock to soften just a little, but it remained rock hard and eager, the precum flowing like a tiny river onto the floor. Hato was surprised at how close he was to cumming, and how fast Naimi got him there. He was usually better at controlling himself, but it had been an intensive month of constant edging, and his lone testicle was screaming for release.

"H-hey, hon," he reluctantly began, his voice a little shakier than he'd intended, "Could you maybe, uh, help me out with this?" He nodded down to his throbbing, leaking member.

Naimi chuckled and complied, her foot drawing back and then delivering a swift, precise kick directly to Hato's cum-filled testicle. The sound of impact was like a soft watermelon thudding onto the floor, and Hato's face twisted in pain, but before he could even let out a sound, she'd already landed a second kick. This one was even more forceful than the first, catching him off guard as his body bent over with the force of the hit. With a pained grunt, his red-scaled dick released a rope of precum that arced through the air and landed with a wet splat between Naimi's breasts, painting them with his sticky juices.

"Did that help, hon?" Naimi asked, already knowing the answer, as she wiped the precum from her chest with a playful smirk. She brought her finger to her mouth and sucked it clean, savouring the slight saltiness that was uniquely Hato's.

Bent over and gasping for air, Hato managed to give her a thumbs up, his body still reeling from the pain. His cock, while still erect, had ceased its desperate pulsing, and the orgasm subsided back into the depths of his groin. He took deep, measured breaths, trying to regain his composure.

Naimi gave her man a quick peck on the cheek after helping him up, playfully smacking his butt as he staggered toward the hallway. Hato was almost out the door when his wife called out to him.

"Oh, before you go," Naimi said sweetly, "could you check if the neighbours are home yet?" She gestured towards the open window. "I want to invite them over for some tea once I finish unpacking."

Hato nodded, his tail flicking behind him as he padded to the window. He peered out, his erect cock and blue-tinted, aching testicle swinging slightly with his movement. The sun was high in the sky, making him shield his eyes to get a better look at the neighbouring house. The neighbourhood looked peaceful, with the occasional sound of laughter and distant thuds that suggested some poor male dragon was on the receiving end of a well-placed kick.

He leaned closer to the window, his engorged dick bumping against the cool windowsill. With a resigned sigh, Hato scooped up his family jewel with one hand, placing it gently on the wooden surface. The sensation was surprisingly pleasant, with the weight of his cum-laden testicle lifted for just a moment. He exhaled a sigh of relief, feeling lighter and less encumbered than he had in months.

In a swift move that caught Hato by surprise, Naimi reached over and grabbed his dick, swiping it to the side as she released the window latch. Time seemed to slow down as the wooden frame slammed down on his hefty testicle, dead centre, crushing it with a sickening thud. The pain was immediate, a white-hot agony that shot through his entire body like a bolt of lightning. The pressure was building, his screams of pain trapped in his throat as the heavy window frame clamped down on his massive nut, forcing it into an unnatural shape; its centre caved inward while a few large bubbles bulged through the narrow gap.

Hato's entire body trembled from the pain as his hands slammed against the windowsill, his claws digging deep into the wood as he tried to keep himself from falling to the ground.

The ball inched forward, nauseatingly slowly, through the tight opening beneath the window frame until it finally burst free from under it. The sudden release of pressure brought a momentary relief, a sweet reprieve from the pain that had been consuming him. However, the euphoria was short-lived. The agony in Hato's gut hit him like a tidal wave. The pain inside him was like a living creature, writhing and coiling, demanding his full and undivided attention. Hato's swollen testicle sat outside the window, exposed and vulnerable, while the rest of him remained trapped inside.

"APRIL JEWELS!" Naimi shouted with joy as she locked the window latch into place. Hato's face contorted in shock and agony as the window frame pinched his nut firmly, leaving him unable to move. "You should have seen your face!" she exclaimed, barely containing her laughter.

"M-my...my ball," Hato managed to gasp out, his voice strained as he tried to pull away from the window. But the relentless pressure of the frame against his trapped testicle held him firmly in place. His legs trembled uncontrollably, threatening to give out beneath him, but his pinned ball anchored him there. The pain was so intense that it was almost paralyzing, and the only thing keeping him upright was his willpower and the fear of what would happen if he lost his balance.

The ache in his gut was indescribably bad; the only experiences that came close were his past encounters with Sha'Ria, the village's most fearsome dragoness, and the gut-wrenching pain she usually left him in. Her ballbusting techniques were legendary, capable of reducing even the sturdiest male dragons to quivering wrecks. While nothing would ever triumph over Naimi actually popping his ball, Sha'Ria had come pretty close several times. Hato always tried to avoid her during April Jewels, knowing she had a penchant for taking things to the extreme, even for a red dragoness. He didn't think his last testicle could survive another encounter with her and preferred not to find out.

"Your ball is fine," Naimi assured him, her voice piercing through the haze of pain that clouded his mind as she stepped back to admire her handiwork. "Me and Tinara tried it out on Frek's balls, and he was fine, more or less. I'll admit, it did take a few tries before I got the hang of it."

His eyes darted to her in bewilderment, his tail giving an uneasy twitch as he tried to pull away again, but to no avail.

"But wait, there's more!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together and rushing through the back door.

Hato tried twisting his head to see what Naimi was up to, but the window pressing down on his ball made it impossible to move.

"W-What do you mean, there's more?!" He called out, dread tightening his throat at whatever his wife had planned next.

Looking out the window, he saw the garden fence swing open, and a parade of red dragonesses from the neighbourhood marched in, all grinning wickedly. His stomach churned even more as they lined up in the garden, each holding a wooden paddle with 'April Jewels' etched into the surface.

Naimi, gesturing to Hato's trapped ball with a playful wink, announced to the dragonesses, "Ladies, I present to you the main attraction for today's April Jewels festivities!" The females cheered and formed a line, each one eagerly eyeing Hato's vulnerable state. His massive testicle stuck outside the window, swollen and red with a tinge of blue, looking like a perfectly ripe fruit just waiting to be plucked.

A bottom-heavy dragoness stepped forward, hefting his ball with her paddle. "Look at it," she said with a cheeky grin, "It's so plump and shiny, begging for a good smacking!" The others giggled in agreement, eyeing his nut like hungry predators. "Would you look at that," another quipped, pointing at the bruise on his nut, "It even comes with its own bullseye!"

While the dragonesses outside laughed and chattered, Naimi stepped closer to the window. She winked at Hato and gave his trapped testicle a hard pinch, earning a loud yelp from him.

"You know I can't resist giving your nut a good squeeze, hon," Naimi said with a smirk, then turned and sauntered back inside. Her hips swayed with each step as she crossed the room to where her husband stood by the window. She stopped beside him, resting a hand on his shoulder for balance as she leaned over to whisper, "Look at all these eager gals I meet at the market. They heard about my little prank and practically begged to join in."

The line of females grew restless, their paddles tapping against their palms in anticipation. Naimi continued, stroking his head in a comforting manner, but it did little to calm his nerves. "I was gonna have them all line up to knee you in the ball, but after that accidental crack last week, I figured paddles might be a safer choice for ol' righty. You're welcome!"

"Please, honey," Hato pleaded, his eyes darting between his wife and the line of eager ballbusters outside, "I d-don't think my ball can handle all that! Not a-after..." His words were abruptly silenced as Naimi began stroking his crimson cock again, her tail giving a pleased little flick as she watched the precum ooze from the tip.

"Well, that's one surefire way to make a male go quiet," Naimi thought, biting back a smile. Her eyes never left his cock as she stroked it with both hands, her grip just tight enough to keep him on the edge. The curvaceous female could feel the veins pulsing under his scales and the way his precum made her palms slippery with each stroke. Glancing outside the window, she noticed a dragoness approaching with her paddle raised high, ready to deliver the first blow to Hato's trapped jewel, and he remained blissfully unaware, his eyes rolling back in pleasure from her expert touch. He must be seriously pent up to forget about his predicament so soon. Males were nothing if not predictable, she mused to herself.

Her fingers found his frenulum, the sensitive spot under the head of his cock. She began to play with it, tracing it lightly before applying more pressure. A low groan escaped his lips, and his tail swung gently from side to side as the pleasure from her touch countered the pain from his entrapment.

With him momentarily distracted by the pleasure, the dragoness outside swung her paddle at his trapped testicle with perfect precision.

Hato's eyes snapped open, and he howled in pain as the wooden paddle made contact with his trapped nut. The pain was a mix of sharp agony and a deep, throbbing ache that shot through his groin and into his abdomen. He started to fall, but his ball, still stuck outside the window, stopped him with an excruciating tug. The abrupt halt made his nut feel like it was about to pull off his body, but somehow, he managed to stay upright, his claws digging deeper into the wood to keep himself from collapsing. The pain was so intense that it sent shockwaves through his body, making his vision swim from the all-consuming misery roaring inside his gut.

The female dragon stepped back and yelled, "April Jewels!" with a wicked grin before the next one took her place. Each paddle swing was met with a chorus of laughter from the crowd outside, each hitting harder and more precise than the last.

THUD!

"April Jewels!"

WHUMP!

"APRIL JEWELS!"

THWACK!

"April Jewels!"

Naimi heard the joyful laughter and chants from the females as they took turns pummeling Hato's trapped testicle with their paddles. She continued to stroke his cock, her movements slow and steady as she enjoyed the show, his precum spurting across the glass with every hit. Each swing of the paddle brought a fresh wave of agony to Hato's face, his body tensing as he struggled to keep from collapsing.

"Happy April Jewels, hon," she cooed, leaning in to plant a loving peck on his cheek, her tail swishing in pleasure as she watched his cock throb in response and listened to the smacks of the paddles against his lone ball.