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Raj skulked along through the woods, muttering to himself. It had been a long week.

Getting his nads stomped into jelly was only the start of his problems. After making his way back to the village (well, getting carried), he had to convince the old man to make him a new amulet and fast. With a scrotum full of mush, Raj didn't feel like spending any longer chatting about the details than necessary, and that meant forking over all the money he had left. Even ignoring how difficult it was to make the things, Raj wouldn't be able to afford another any time soon, so this one had to last.

Then there was the whole healing thing. It turned out that the longer you waited after the initial injury, the more agonizing the repair process was. Putting together Ed's nut right after that dragoness popped it wasn't too bad (you know, aside from the usual pain), but a day's journey after being passed out for who knows how long added up to a full day of lying in bed writhing and moaning while his ruptured berries repaired, then another day of recovery. It wasn't until the THIRD day that he felt comfortable up on his feet walking around, and then he had one goal: to get that damn dragon AND his girl. Money and revenge. Perfect motivation.

Ed, of course, was having none of it. He gave it his best, it didn't work out, he was happy to cut his losses and try jobs that didn't end with quite so much testicular trauma.

"Oh, you'll just get caught and racked again!" the rat said to himself in an exaggerated, goofy voice, imitating his partner. He puffed his chest out and rocked side to side as he went. "You're playin' for keeps now, Raj!"

"Bah!" the rat spat in the dirt, using his normal voice. "Just means I get double the pay." He knew what he was dealing with now. All he had to do was keep some distance, make sure the amulet stayed around his neck, and there'd be no problem.

Raj stopped at a small clearing, looking around. He scratched at his chin. This didn't look familiar. The woods in this area were dense and the paths all looked alike. The rat wasn't the compass, anyway. That was Ed's job. Ed was the guide and the muscle, Raj the brains and the ball repair guy. It was a simple system! It worked!

"Ugh. Dammit, Ed..."

The rat picked at his teeth a moment, trying to see something that looked familiar. Well, there was... that tree over there. That looked kinda like a tree he saw before. And some twigs on the ground. He definitely saw twigs last time! Raj huffed and squatted down. No way around it, the rat was lost. Completely and utterly lost.

"Great. Just great." He let out a slow breath, cheeks puffed out. "Well. Guess I should just pick a direction and go. Can't get any MORE lost."

Granted, that wasn't totally true. He was in unfamiliar territory on the hunt for not one, but TWO dragons, one with a penchant for leaving guys with flattened ballbags. The last thing Raj needed was to bump into those two unexpectedly. Sneaking up on them was one thing, he really wasn't hoping to just happen upon them out wandering.

Still, sitting wasn't helping, so Raj got up on his feet, shook his robes out, and started mo-

*fft!*

Raj clapped a hand to his neck.

"The hell was that?" he barked, plucking a small sharp object from his flesh.

"Oh... oh this isn't good."

*thump*

The fog slowly cleared from Raj's head and light re-entered his eyes. He quickly looked around, taking a survey of his surroundings. It was a cave, that was for sure. Not the same cave as before, either. This was a lot more threadbare. There wasn't much light, just what seemed to be coming in from an opening in what looked like to be an INCREDIBLY thick ceiling. Wherever he was, he was deep in there.

Also, he was chained up. Raj's hands were stuck together above his head, the chains there taking most of his weight. His feet were shackled to the floor of the cave, spread out uncomfortably wide. He could put weight on them, but he couldn't bring them together. The rat was trussed up securely, spread legged.

Aaaaaaaand, he was naked. Things were starting to fall into place.

Off in the darkness, a scraping sound caught his ear. He squinted, and saw a dragoness! A different one, red scales almost blended in with the dark stone. She had a small table in front of her, and what looked like an iron hammer in her hand, gently dragging the surface along an object. A shiny object.

Shit.

Raj was in trouble and he knew it. He had to act fast. It didn't seem like she had seen him wake up, all he had to do was paralyze her, then... well, he didn't have any spells for the shackles, but he could think of something. The point was he had to stop her from doing anything to the amulet. He took a breath... and....

"HWWM MFLMRLMF!"

In hindsight, he probably should have guessed that she'd have tied his muzzle shut. Live and learn, right? Well, hopefully live, then worry about learning. Anyway, the dragoness's attention was immediately grabbed, and she turned to look at him. She was an impressive figure, taller than him by half, muscled, curvy. She was definitely a physical specimen.

"Ah, you're awake!" she said, almost looking chipper. The well built female walked on over to Raj, putting the amulet, HIS amulet, around her neck.

She continued, voice husky. "I can't believe you were actually stupid enough to come up this way a second time. You didn't really think word about the rat with the magic amulet WOULDN'T spread around, did you?"

Each footstep was audible on the cave floor. Her heels landed heavily. This was definitely not the position Raj wanted to be in, tied up and muzzled and stripped naked. He couldn't say a word, and this dragoness... this sexy dragoness... hips swaying side to side...

"Now what I wa... oh COME ON!" she huffed, looking annoyed. She looked like she'd practiced a big long speech and just had it cut short. "I've got you all tied up and you don't know WHERE you are, and you still... REALLY?"

Just like that, the dragoness wrapped her impressively big hand around Raj's gonads and clamped down. This wasn't like the last time, she wasn't trying to rupture anything, but she definitely wasn't being gentle. Her fingers dug in roughly, hand twisting from side to side, all the while the rat attached to them struggled and yelled into the cloth keeping him from speaking.

"Down... DOWN boy... okay. Okay, there. I swear, you males!"

Then, she coughed and regathered her composure, standing up close to Raj and tapping the gemstone on her chest, the clack of her claw to its surface making the rodent wince in memory of what happened to it last time, and the realization that if this one broke, he couldn't get another.

"Now, let's start again. I know that the last time you were up here, you used this to fix your nuts, shoot fireballs, and get your own dumb ass paralyzed. Nod if I'm right."

Raj nodded.

"Thought so. So you can use this thing to regenerate your plums if they go pop, right?"

Another nod.

"Does it work on the rest of you? Like... if I were to stick a blade here," she pressed a clawtip into Raj's belly, "...or here," his neck, "...or here," a claw by his eyes, "...could you use it to fix that? Simple yes or no."

Raj winced. He was being reminded of his magic's limitations. He shook his head no.

The dragoness whistled. "Wow. Limited. That's a shame. So you can shoot fire and paralyze. Can you do anything else? Like, can you turn the shackles into straw or kill me?"

This was a crossroads for the rat. He could bluff, say yes, and have her thinking he was a powerful warlock in the art of attack. On the other hand, if she thought he could kill her, she probably wouldn't let him walk out. It was a gamble, and Raj weighed the options carefully before saying anyth-AWWUUUH!

"Hey! Mousie! Come on, answer," the dragoness commanded, her thumb and forefinger pressing into his right nut harshly.

Finally, Raj shook his head.

"Okay, that's what I thought. You're just some amateur sorcerer trying to make a few bucks by slaying dragons, and you went and bit off more than you could chew." She let go of Raj's ball, the lightly swollen organ dangling a half inch lower than its partner and the rat slumping in his bonds.

"Let me explain where you are. This isn't my cave. This isn't anyone's cave. This is a spot I found a while ago where I can take idiots like you to have a little talk about what they're doing in places they shouldn't be. We're a quarter mile deep into the mountain and under it. You play along and maybe you make it out of here alive. Try anything funny and you don't. Now I'm gonna take that off of your muzzle now, and if you try one of those nut switching spells or turning your nads into granite or whatever you did last time, I gut you. Understand?"

Hesitantly, Raj nodded. Hell, even if he DID try the paralysis spell, and it worked, he'd have no way of doing anything else. He'd die of starvation.

Once his face was free, Raj stretched his jaw out, running his tongue over his teeth. "So uh... can I get your name at least?"

"Do you really want it?" the dragoness asked, an eyeridge lifted.

"...I guess?"

She shrugged. "Sha'Ria. I already know your name, Raj. Yeah, word spreads, remember? Now look, I wanna know about this little guy here," she said, tapping the gem once more.

Raj's wince returned. "What do you want to know?"

Sha'Ria waved her hand vaguely. "Where'd you get it, what's it made of, why is it all you can do is fix your nuts. Tell me everything."

The rat's ears folded down and he sagged on his arms again. It was a benefit of being svelte. He imagined poor Ed in the cave breaking the whole damn thing down if she'd strung him up like this. "I got it from a merchant on the outskirts of my village. I dunno what it's made of. A sorcerer is able to affect that which is most important to him."

She hummed. "But didn't this already get broken? How'd you get a second one?"

Raj went through the whole thing. Crawling to the merchant, arguing with him, the money, the rare materials that took forever to get.

The dragoness blinked. "Okay, but wait a minute. You said... whatever's most important to you... you can... oh my GOD!" she burst out laughing. "THAT'S what matters to you? THAT'S your big special gift? Your balls??"

Raj tried to draw himself up tall, at least as tall as he could with his legs yanked out wide. "Not JUST my balls!"

It took a moment for Sha'Ria to stop chuckling, she even wiped an eye for dramatic effect. "Oh yeah? What else?"

"...nevermind."

Now the tall female's curiosity was piqued. "Hey. Remember what I said about leaving you here? Come on, you got another spell, I wanna see it."

"Well it doesn't work if I'm not wearing it."

The dragoness shrugged and slipped it over his neck. "Okay, now you're wearing it!"

Raj let out a sigh. "...phallum rigorum."

Just like that, the rat's dick hardened to full size. No ceremony, no slow buildup, just boop! Hard-on.

"Are you JOKING. You're a sorcerer... and all you can do is..." Sha'Ria waved vaguely at the rat's genitals. "THAT. Ugh. Just... UGH. Okay, we're taking care of that RIGHT now."

"No no no wait! Wait wait! Phallum DErigorum!"

And then, as quickly as before, Raj's cock drooped. Now Sha'Ria WAS curious. Here she had a male tied up in her secret cave who had a spell to fix his nuts, to give himself a hard-on, and make it go away. All in an instant. She actually understood just how great a guy like that might be to have around. She could ride him for hours and he'd never not be able to get it up. Even if she pounded his balls to powder.

Not THIS guy, she meant. Some other guy. Some guy who wasn't this rat. Ew.

Sha'Ria kept going. "Okay, now the important part." Once again, the female's strong, slightly toughened hand clamped on Raj's nuts and squeezed. "Who hired you?"

Raj squeaked! "I don't know!" He squeaked double when her fingers dug in deeper, pulling that leathery pouch downwards. "I don't know I don't know!!"

"What do you MEAN you don't know? How do you not know??" Sha'Ria growled, bearing down the pressure more and more by the second. "He HIRED you!"

The rat was getting desperate. He had all the tools to protect himself, but he couldn't use any of them. If he tried, she'd kill him. "Jobs get posted on a board in town and we signed our names on it!!"

Suddenly it made sense. These really WEREN'T hired mercenaries. The elephant and this idiot were a pair of two-bit wannabes who saw a job stuck on a board that no one in their right mind would take. If some random hired hand got himself nutted or killed trying, no big loss. Then, if anyone ever managed to pull it off, it probably wouldn't earn them a quarter what a real warrior or warlock would charge. This rat was a chump trying to be a champ.

Sha'Ria had an idea, too. She could have the most fun she'd had in YEARS with this one.

She put the cloth back around Raj's muzzle, to his immediate protest. Surprisingly, Sha'Ria didn't even worry about fighting with him. Not like he could do much of anything. Instead, she just patted him on the cheek while she secured his jaw shut.

"So here's what's gonna happen. I am going to bust your balls." That drew another round of struggle from Raj, which Sha'Ria quickly silenced by jabbing her knee up between his legs hard enough to make the rat's whole body quake. Dear GODS she was strong. He groaned and his knees buckled inward, putting all his weight on his arms while his nuts bounced and jostled around freely from the blow.

"Like I said. I'm going to bust your balls. After I'm done, I'll let you fix them. No harm, no foul, right? Of course right."

Sha'Ria stepped back and looked at the male in front of her. He wasn't some strapping male covered in slabs of beef, but he was in great shape. She couldn't tell how old he was, either. He was either in great shape for his age, or a mature looking youth. Not that it mattered, either way, he had a GREAT pair of nuts to beat. They weren't some huge pair of dragon balls, but the rat had a wonderfully droopy, dangly, pair of 'nads, with no way to protect them.

And she could pop both of them without feeling guilty! Oh gods, what a feeling! She almost got wet at the thought of it. Popping nuts was usually a big deal, it meant picking a mate or a way to punish criminals. She could do it this time and he'd just put 'em back! How to START...

Raj watched the dragoness in front of him, her almost giddy expression as her eyes locked on his nuts. He tried to shrink back against the wall behind him, hide his danglers, do SOMETHING. But no, no. This was happening and he had no way to stop it.

Sha'Ria pulled her leg back, and... POW! The top of her impressively broad foot SMACKED Raj's balls from the underside, sending them right up into his pelvis. Then she did it again. And again. She made a rhythm with it, stepping back, squaring up, then punting the rat's eggs with all she had and letting him swing around before repeating it. Each time, Raj tried to yell out, cry for help, but all he could do was hang there and take it.

Unlike the rat, the big female was having the time of her life! She wasn't specifically doing anything to burst the guy's nuts, that would be over too quick. She just wanted to try every weapon in her arsenal to beat on them and, well, if they EVENTUALLY ruptured, who cared?

"This is AMAZING!" she gushed, acting as though there weren't a male in agony in front of her, like she was talking about a choice meal. "I've racked SO many guys before, but I always had to hold back unless I wanted to have a lot of questions! I couldn't REALLY enjoy it! Oooh! I've always wanted to try this..."

Sha'Ria got down on her knees and gripped Raj's hip with her left hand, pulling her right back and laying a punch on his balls that made them swing back and smack himself in the ass, and when the big pair came down center she did it again. Two smacks, first from her knuckles and then from his buttcheeks, Raj's testes ricocheted back and forth, back and forth.

It was the worst pain he'd even been in. Well, it was up there. He couldn't say it was worse than the last dragoness that brutalized his ratmakers. Then again, at least then she was out to crush them! This bitch was just having FUN! She punched his balls, kicked them, kneed them, squeezed them, slapped them back and forth, bit them! She fucking BIT them!!

The last thing was what did it. Sha'Ria tucked his balls into her mouth, well, one at a time, and clamped her jaws down, grinding her teeth into all that tenderized nutmeat until they finally gave way. The right went first. The second it did, Raj found the voice that had gone missing somewhere during that second round of football punts, his eyes flashing wide and his whole body seizing up. Then, she stared at him while he got his wits about him.

"One more, then you can say your little spell! Aw, don't be like that, you're a trooper! Look at you, still awake! You HAVE been busted before, haven't you? Sheesh, most guys would have passed out after they got kneed like that. I should know, I've seen it!"

Then, pop! Two nuts gone.

Raj dangled feebly in his chains, the energy to fight in him pretty well gone. He could barely see, if he'd had anything his belly he would have tried to wretch it up, and he had a pile of pain in his scrotum the likes of which he'd never dealt with before. True to her word, though, the big female pulled off the muzzle.

"Okay, do your thing."

The spell evaded Raj's memory for a moment. His body was fighting just to keep all the systems going. Finally, though, it came back.

"T... testiculus... recon...structum!"

Fascinated by the spell, and having heard rumors about it, Sha'Ria squatted down again and scooped Raj's pulverized nutsack into her hand. She poked around in it with her thumb, getting a whole new set of adorable twitches and whimpers from the guy attached... and slowly they started to rebuild! It was INCREDIBLE, all that nut mush drawing in toward the center until there were two fully formed, perfectly intact testicles!

Sha'Ria's eyes went wide. "Woooowww..." she cooed, poking at them again. Since they were back to normal, the jabs didn't have that hellish agony of having his post-busting bag jabbed into, but it still hurt, and Raj was STILL dealing with everything he'd been through.

The dragoness whistled, "I don't know how it works, but I'm glad it does!" She picked up the cloth muzzle. "You want this on or off?"

Raj's brow furrowed in confusion. "F... on or off for WHAT?" he asked.

Sha'Ria rolled her eyes. "For round two!"

The rat blanched, at least as much as he could through fur. "B... but you said!"

"Hey!" the dragoness silenced him with another rough kick in his freshly repaired nutsack. She continued, like she was explaining to a child why they had to eat their vegetables. "Last time, you were out to kill one dragon and got your nuts popped. You came out to kill TWO dragons, so you get your nuts popped twice! That's just fair."

Raj gaped at her. For the first time in his life, he regretted having the amulet. If he hadn't, if he'd just been out without it, maybe she would have beat his balls for a while until they were good and swollen, then let him limp home to think about it. Or just ruined ONE. No male deserved to live through getting neutered twice in a row.

Another foot smacking him in the babymakers got Raj groaning and coughing, his belly tensing. "Off... off!! he squealed. At least with the thing off he could breathe more easily.

The fact that this answer made Sha'Ria VISIBLY happy worried him. She clapped her hands like a little girl. "Oooh, now I can hear what kind of noises you make!" There was a pause, and she shook her don't. "Don't worry, no one can hear anything. It'll echo a bit, but we're WAY too deep in the mountain for anyone walking buy to pick up on it."

Great, he thought. He can scream and scream, and she can pound his cherries all day long, and no one will even know it's happening.

Round two hardly went better than round one. In fact, it was worse. Sha'Ria had put a lot of energy into the first round and was pretty tired for the second. She needed an extra breath between kicks and her punches didn't land as hard. Normally that'd be a good thing, but since Raj had to sit through them all until his balls finally gave way, he was left in the uncomfortable position of ROOTING for his nuts to pop, just so he could fix them and be out of this hellhole.

"Fff.... oh FUCK... my FUCKING BALLS..." he mewled pathetically for the umpteenth time. He'd passed out and just got woken up again to a splash of cold water in his face. Tragically, she hadn't just kept going and finished the job. On the other hand, the spell had dulled the ache somewhat, although now it was replaced by that awful swollen feeling, like he had a pair of watermelons crammed into his sac.

"Ah ah ah, no fair napping through it. This is IMPORTANT. But it DID give me a chance to reposition you!

Raj HAD noticed he wasn't hanging from his wrists any more. Dangling upright was hell on his shoulders and he was starting to feel the metal digging into his wrists. Now, he was flat on his back, legs still held out wide and arms still over his head. It... wasn't exactly an improvement, but at least he wasn't fighting gravity!

Then, the sight of the dragoness in between his legs made him tremble. Standing in front of her was bad enough, lying down at her feet was terrifying. She looked like a statue. Sha'Ria pressed the sole of her bare foot atop Raj's furiously swollen plums and rolled them against the hard stone floor.

"I figure this oughta do it," she said, just as casual as ever. "Hey, do you have a favorite nut?"

"...whu?" Raj replied. It wasn't the kind of question he expected.

"A favorite nut! Most guys do. Like if they could only keep one, they have a pick. What's yours?"

The rat's face screwed up. "...why?" he asked, skeptically. It felt like a trick.

She shrugged. "Just curious!"

"Um... the... right one?"

Sha'Ria chuckled. "I swear, every guy says the right. Dunno why." She looked down at him, pressing a bit more weight onto her foot, ratnuts smushing further. "I'm still popping them, I just wondered!"

"You fucking bi-AUUUUGHH!"

The dragoness's weight came down fully. She ground her heel into Raj's nads like putting out a small flame, she picked her leg up and stamped down with all she had. She even jumped up and landed full weight on the rat's brutalized pouch. All the while, Raj bucked and howled and screeched and thrashed.

"A bitch?? Really, rat? You have a woman standing over you, about to dance on your balls, and you're insulting her? Sheesh, no WONDER you're so bad at the mercenary business. Say goodbye to the right nut!"

With that, Sha'Ria bit on her lip for focus, rested her heel on that round organ, and made sure to focus every ounce of her weight directly on it. No slipping, no glancing blows, just her full dragoness bulk precisely on that tender egg. Raj flailed about, his hips shot in all directions, the 'neck' of his scrotum stretching away. But there was no escaping it, a moment later, that familiar squelch feeling and Sha'Ria's heel hit the ground. Raj was half a male.

A moment later, he was none of one. He spasmed and shuddered, passing out for the second time.

When Raj awoke, he was praying it was from a dream. He'd dozed off in the woods that day. Yesterday? He had no idea how long ago it was, but he prayed he was still there. He'd open up his eyes and see the sun. He'd head back home, take Ed on an easier job, just make nice light money. He didn't NEED to be a hero.

...nope. Still in the cave. There she was. Dammit.

Like a proud parent, Sha'Ria patted Raj's cheek. "There you go. Don't worry, you were only out a few minutes. Go ahead and fix 'em again."

For the second time, Raj felt like he could relax. He put his head back on the cave floor, panting quietly, and raised his voice.

"Testiculus reconstructum!" he rasped out. All the screaming had kinda taken a toll.

Just like last time, the rodent's nuts slowly reformed. That brief snooze meant the process took a bit longer, but only by a few seconds. His limbs were like lead, he couldn't pick himself up if he wanted to, but he'd made it.

That's when he noticed Sha'Ria, grinning wider than ever.

"Lemme ask you somethin', rat?"

"...yeah?" he replied, face winced with worry.

She lifted her arm, brandishing the earlier tool at him. "Ever had a girl hammer your nuts before?"

Raj froze in place. It was time for round three.

The first time she raised that hammer over her head, Raj whimpered, his voice tiny. "Please don't."

Sha'Ria paused, almost looking sympathetic. "At least this one will be quick."

As predicted, round three wasn't as long as rounds one and two. A pair of nuts, no matter how well conditioned, don't last long when smashed between an iron hammer and a stone slab. The dragoness had hoisted one over and put it between Raj's legs to make it easier on herself, plopping his set on top of it and just going at his gonads like a blacksmith. She pounded the hammer down over and over, completely ignoring Raj's screams, using one hand to hold his balls in place while the other rained blows down. By the time it was over, and Raj's nuts were paste for the THIRD time, she was exhausted. The dragoness dropped the hammer beside herself and sat down, panting quietly.

Raj, meanwhile, was in a near state of shock. His nervous system had been not one, not two, but three complete rupturings in a row. He felt each hard twitch and spasm down in his bones now. The rat's nuts didn't just hurt, his entire body hurt. His teeth, his toes, his tail, his ears. Everything was a white hot ball of pure agony.

Sha'Ria waved her hand. "Okay, say the thing."

Silence.

Sha'Ria looked to make sure the rat hadn't passed out again. "Hey. Say the spell!"

Raj shook his head, defiantly. "Nuh uh!" he yiped.

That annoyed the dragoness. Beating on the rat's balls was her weapon against him, and he wasn't playing ball, so to speak. "I said say it!" she barked, smacking him on the belly. It made him want to wretch, but still he refused.

Raj had figured out her game. He knew she was just going to keep this up forever. Pop his nuts, repair, pop, repair, rinse and repeat. She was going to keep him in that cave as her personal punching bag, one that she could use for the rest of his life, because he couldn't be permanently broken.

Once again, Raj shook his head. "No!!"

Sha'Ria narrowed her eyes. Silently, she slipped the amulet off of Raj and rested it on the same stone slab. The rat looked down, body unable to keep itself still. She gently rested the surface of the hammer against the sparkling gemstone.

"I know you need this or you can't fix your nuts again. I know you had one broken before, so I know they can break. I also know you can't get another one after this. So either you fix your nuts, or I break the amulet. Your pick."

It pained him, not just in the physical sense, but Raj couldn't survive another round. He bit on both of his lips, holding his mouth shut, saying nothing. He kept his eyes fixed on the hammer in the dragoness's hand.

"Well... okay! Just remember, this was your call." With that, she raised the hammer up once more.

Raj squeezed his eyes shut, waiting... but no sound came. The rat opened his eyes again, seeing the dragoness perched over him, a smile on her face.

"Good boy! Here, let's get you out of those heavy irons and up on your feet."

The rat hardly knew what was going on before Sha'Ria had his hands and wrists unshackled and she was helping him upright. Not that his body really WANTED to go upright, after all he was still sporting a crushed set of balls in an impossibly swollen nutsack between his thighs. She noticed his plight and clucked her tongue.

"Oh, right. That. Look, you might want to get that fixed now," she said, putting the amulet back over the rat's neck. "I don't think you'll make it very far without."

Sitting on his butt, Raj looked at the drooping bag at his crotch, and the gem around his neck.

"You're... you're not just gonna bust me again?"

Sha'Ria shook her head. "Nope! You were willing to give up the power to repair your nuts FOREVER rather than sit through any more punishment. To me, that sounds like you learned your lesson."

When Raj didn't speak up, Sha'Ria snickered. "Okay, how about if I walk all... the way..." she went to the opposite end of the cave, "...over HERE." She was far away enough that it took a little extra volume to be heard. "I can't do anything from here. Go ahead. Fix your balls."

The rat rubbed at his amulet. It was strange. It had always been a safeguard, but now he hated the damn thing. He'd been ready to let himself stay neutered, something that he could have let happened two poppings ago, all because of this stupid gem. He huffed, closing his eyes.

"Testiculus reconstructum."

Thanks to the extra few minutes, repairing Raj's balls was less pleasant than the other two. Not as bad as the day in bed before, but coming off of three full ruptures... just SAYING the spell made him feel sick. A few moments passed and Raj had a fully functional pair of testicles between his legs again. He looked up, and Sha'Ria was standing over where she was, not moving. Well, she moved a little, waving her hand, shooing him away.

"Go! Go go, rat!"

Raj got to his feet, unsteadily. It was then he realized just HOW long he'd been in that cave, his legs had almost forgotten how to work. The rat looked over his shoulder as he went, but he followed the entrance to the cave.

"One last thing, Raj."

That caught the rat's attention. She used his name.

"Er... yeah?"

Her expression went more severe. "I'm giving you a fresh chance, here. You make me regret it, if I see you sneaking around here hunting dragons, or if I even HEAR about you hunting dragons, I'll make today look like a dinner date. Ya got it?"

Raj swallowed and nodded, scurrying out. Okay, limping. Gingerly limping. He gradually made his way out.

Sha'Ria chuckled to herself. In a moment he'd find out that they weren't THAT far in the mountain. She just needed him to know that he was stuck there as long as she wanted him to be.

Gathering up the heavy chains, the dragoness couldn't help but get a slight pang of sympathy in her chest. That rat had sat through three bursts in a row. She didn't know what ONE felt like, but every story she'd heard was that it was enough to make a guy want to kill himself. He gave up his nuts rather than take it again. He didn't try one of his silly spells, he didn't try to fight back. He actually took it.

With a determined nod, Sha'Ria let the chains clatter to the floor and marched out the front of the cave. She was gonna snag that rat and get some use out of that phallum rigamarole spell. What the fuck, the guy earned it, and she'd get something out of it, too. All that ballbusting had her all worked up anyway.