In Beyond Blue Balls, his swollen, aching balls are a testament to the weeks of denial he’s endured during Locktober. Today, I take things even further. I release him from his cage, but there’s no relief in sight—only more torment. I tease his cock with my fingers and steel sounds inside, but keeping his balls the main focus. Already painfully full, I work them until they go from blue to a deep, agonizing purple. He’s desperate, throbbing, and right on the edge, but I have no plans for his release. Once I’m done, I lock him up again, reminding him that Locktober is far from over, and his orgasm isn’t coming any time soon.