Pretty soon after marriage, I realized that family life is not always pleasant. My husband was very quick-tempered. When we quarreled, Andrew screamed at me like crazy. It happened that my husband was beating me. This went on until one occasion.

***

One day, when my husband and I were driving to his relatives in his car, we were stopped on the highway near the traffic police station. It was a routine check. Probably somewhere hijacked a car similar to ours. Or something else like that.

“Document verification ...” the fat ensign searched for something in his notes for a long time, then he said that he should examine our car. We went out.

The girl came in a police uniform, a little older than me, seemingly somewhere around 25.

“Put your hands on the hood,” she ordered. She probably liked to command. I reluctantly obeyed, but it turned out that my husband did not intend to endure such an appeal from a woman. Andrei turned sharply to face her and said haughtily:

- How dare you?!

The girl strongly pushed him, trying to turn him face to the car, but then Andrew even flared up and hit her fist in the face. She recoiled. They ensigned with the ensign, but then other cops came running up, twisted her husband and put handcuffs on. Then both of us were shoved into the police craters. Slowly, the girl approached, clamping her nose with a handkerchief, fiercely looked at her husband and sat down in front.

***

We were taken to a police station and locked in an empty room with no windows. It was half-dark here, in the center there was a table and several chairs with legs screwed to the floor.

We were left alone. We sat for some time, depressed silently, then I could not stand it:

- You could not tolerate? Must have had to expose before the girl? - I was angry at my husband and I was scared. The husband looked at me angrily, but did not say anything against the habit.

Somewhere in half an hour a fat major came, sat down at the table reading some papers.

- In vain you broke your nose to Anna, - the major began, addressing her husband, - It is in vain. In fact, an attack on a government official is a serious offense. But Anna wants to solve everything in a private manner. True, I'm not sure you like it. Now she herself comes to restore justice. She loves this thing.

The major paused thoughtfully. Soon some more cops came to the camera along with Anna.

Anna gazed at her husband with a vicious look, held out:

- Now I will count with you. In the balls so get that for a long time to remember.

- How dare you? What's going on here?! I will complain! - The husband tried to take a haughty look, but I saw that he was very uncomfortable.

Anna smirking approached him, with a sharp movement she stuck her hand between his legs and squeezed her genitals. Andrei cried out. His hands, handcuffed from behind, twitched, he jumped up from the chair and bent over in pain. I tried to get up, but they kept me, and even handcuffed me to the chair.

- Sit, sit, look, - someone laughed, - Girls usually like it.

With my eyes wide open, I watched as Andrew grabbed and began pulling off his pants. A minute later he was already standing in front of Anna with his genitals exposed. Not allowing him to come to his senses, they forced her husband to kneel down with his back to the table, his riveted hands lifted up on the table and tied, then began to tie his legs to the table legs. Anna carefully watched this, standing slightly to the side, spreading her slender legs, naked in a uniform skirt above her knees. She smirked and kept looking from his face to the defenselessly dangling genitals and back. Hearing how she demanded to stretch her legs wide apart, I felt sick.

- Well, Anna, everything is ready, and we, you know, let's go, - and everyone except Anna came out, having tightly closed the door. I was stunned looking at the tied husband, and could not believe that all this was really happening.

Anna slowly obviously stretching pleasure approached her husband.Andrei twitched, but he was tied so that he was completely helpless. He could not even bend down to cover his genitals. Anna slowly raised her foot and shook his scrotum with the toe of her shoe. For a while, she was grinning at the desperate, but unsuccessful attempts of her husband to cover up the genitals. Then she slowly swung and strongly kicked Andrei with her foot in the groin! Then again and again. Andrew arched from the pain and screamed wildly, I saw that this bitch beats him exactly on the testicles.

I screamed, but absolutely no attention was paid to me.

Anna leaned over her husband, looking into his eyes, and smirked rather:

- Now I understand what I can do with you? I'll beat you in the balls until I get tired. And I know you like to beat the guys in the balls. I can do this for a long, long time. The next time you think carefully before you raise your hand to a woman.

Without taking her eyes off, she felt for her husband's scrotum and mercilessly squeezed her, ejecting a painful cry. From her face it was noticeable that what was happening strongly excites her. She was probably a real sadist.

With obvious pleasure, Anna began again to beat her husband's feet to the groin. It was terrible. It was hard to believe that a young beautiful girl could be so cruel, but nevertheless Anna did it. She beat time after time strongly and trying to hit it in the testicles. Usually she succeeded, and then Andrew jerked, arched his whole body and squealed in pain. This went on for quite some time. Over and over again, I watched as a slender female leg mercilessly pushed into Andrei's scrotum. I was in a kind of stupor, could not tear myself away from this spectacle. I no longer tried to protest, consoling myself with the fact that I was still not paying attention.

After the next strike, Andrew began to humbly apologize and beg to stop. Anna laughed rather, but continued to beat. The husband begged more and more humiliated, with genuine horror looking at her shoes. I involuntarily felt contempt. Watching her husband wriggle humbly before Anna and begging her, I no longer felt pity. With some painful curiosity, I began to wait for a new blow and even imagined myself in Anna's place.

Finally, having taken a nap, Anna began to untie her husband. I remember, I was terribly surprised how she was not afraid, because we were still alone. But it quickly became clear that she knew men better than me, at least men with well-beaten eggs.

As soon as her husband, freed from ropes and handcuffs, with a moan, fell to the floor, pinching his tormented genitals with his hands, Anna did not loudly order:

- Be on your knees.

I watched with disdain as my husband struggled, continuing to hold on to his genitals, but dutifully kneels before her.

- Hands at the seams, stand straight. Do not dare to cover the eggs! Got it ?!

Husband obediently stretched out.

- Knees wider, wider, I said.

It was performed and this. Stupid, but I felt jealous, looking like meekly husband obeys her.

- Well, a couple more times, as a keepsake. And stand still! Got it?

She slowly swung and again kicked him in the groin. Andrew jerked, but at the last moment he restrained himself and allowed himself to hit the balls!

- Well now, do not twitch at all, otherwise I will attack the eggs. Got it ?!

Husband quickly nodded. Grinning, Anna kicked him in the balls a few more times. After each blow, the husband bent and hissed from pain, but he immediately resignedly laid eggs again! Again, imagining myself in the place of Anna, I was surprised to feel how warmer between the legs.

Then she turned to me:

- Hey, friend, and he treats you well? Maybe add him a couple from you?

I shook my head.

- Or do you want? - Anna smirked and threw Andrew, - Well, give her eggs!

The husband on his knees quickly crawled up to me, and it became so that his scrotum reddened by the blows were at my feet. How did this girl train him! Of course, I didn’t beat him, although remembering who we were here for, I caught myself thinking that in a different situation I wouldn’t refuse to kick him in the balls.

***

They released us unexpectedly quickly, it seemed to me that all men sympathize a little with her husband.

We drove in silence for a long time. And although everything was already behind, the situation in the car was tense.

- It was very painful? - I inadvertently asked.

- Of course it hurts! - the husband right there flared up, - she still asks!

He began to yell at me, finally I could not stand it:

- Now you are so brave. Already forgot how I whined when this girl beat you in the balls? Like the eggs she shoved under her shoes, remember ?! How silk was. And how do I put the eggs? Sorry I did not hit you!

Husband suddenly lost all fervor and humbly huddled. I smirked, surprised and delighted with such a quick victory.

“Well, stop,” I ordered, and Andrei did not hesitate to submit.

He sat embarrassed, not daring to look up at me, but I felt some kind of strange excitement for me. I reached out and grabbed it between my legs with pleasure. He twitched and looked at me wildly. There was fear in his eyes, I realized that he was hesitant to stop me. Looking into his eyes, I felt his testicles and squeezed hard, making him hiss.

“Every time you decide to raise my voice, I’ll do this,” and I squeezed his balls with all my strength. Andrei screamed and began to writhe, but now he didn’t even make a timid attempt to prevent me.

- Do you understand? - I said, not unclasping fingers.

- Yes, yes, forgive me, - Andrew began to babble an apology. But I, remembering how this pig screamed at me, for a long time and with pleasure crushed his eggs.

***

After this incident, our relationship has changed a lot. In general, the husband has become much more respectful of women.

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