Boading Balls Novels & Stories

“Don’t be too full of yourself. I don’t dream of anyone.” The world came to a halt when he dragged me behind and we joined the people queueing for a turn. The stall owner gave small balls. From the size of them, I doubt they would even drop one of those vases. Well, it was the game. Drop the ten vases and you can get the teddy bear. The vases were set on a platform that seemed easy to tilt but after watching so many turns, I realised it wasn’t the case. Adolphus paid for ten balls then cracked his fingers. The stall owner’s bored expression shifted to shock then worry when Adolphus raised his arm and threw the ball. It pushed one of the platforms to tilt. I was surprised as well since no one

I looked down, chest heaving. Domenico held a short length of sleek black silk cord in his palm, from which dangled three heavy silver Ben Wa balls—each one perfectly round, mirror-polished to a gleaming shine, the size of large marbles, smooth and cool with a weighted inner orb that rolled freely inside. The thin cord linked them in a neat row, ending in a small retrieval loop, swaying lightly like delicate jewelry as he lifted them toward me. My breath hitched. “What… what is that?”

Seeing that everyone had filled the balls they were holding, Altair also joined in filling the balls. Zhi pulled back all the balls from their hands and they looked towards each other's balls. Their names appear in glass balls, not to mention the names "Altair Onder de" and "Adir Voor't". "Well, your balls have entered the cup," Zhi said loudly. The cup in front of their eyes locks itself forming a statue from the bottom creeping upwards as well as the balls that are inside the cup do not escape locked. From the body of the cup appear very numerous tentacles. The many tentacles moved like octopuses stranded on land.

Ben wa balls. “You will wear these,” he said, picking them up. “At all times. Inside you. They will remind you of your place. They will keep you ready for me.” He knelt in front of her. His face was close, his eyes cold and hard. “Spread your legs.” Shaking, she did as he commanded. He pushed the first silver ball inside her. It was cool and smooth. Then the second. They settled inside her, a heavy, constant presence. She could feel them shifting with every small movement she made.

“Ben Wah balls are an old Asian tool for strengthening your muscles. Try to keep them inside while we choose a few toys. Place your hands and face down on the bed.” As he walked toward me, the box rang like a bell. I stretched my arms out and lowered my cheek to the bed. The red bedspread was cool and silky smooth on my face. I turned my head to the side and glimpsed two gold balls, about the size of ping pong balls, gleaming in Richard’s hand. He pulled my panties aside, then parted my slit with his fingers. The two cool balls slid easily into my moist, wet opening. I moaned. “You may sit up now.”

Frown formed on Seraphine’s face at that, and she enunciated, “Win them?” At that, he pointed at a direction, and her eyes fell on the board. Hanging on it was multiple wooden balls, and each of them had considerably small size. What was worse that each of them were moving around randomly, and it was at a speed at which Seraphine’s shooting skills wouldn’t be of barely any help.

My life could have been so different if I had found out the truth before I did or at least accepted the future the Goddess had planned for me before it may have been too late. I throw the first ball and it bounces around the bowls and onto the ground. Next second a ball gets thrown from behind me and lands perfectly in the bowl. I look to my right and see Olivia standing there with a small smirk on her face as she looks at me out of the corner of her eye. Then she throws the other two balls one after another each landing perfectly in the bowl. I throw my other two balls both bouncing off onto the floor. I see her collect her three fish passing them to the pups one to Lex, one to the twins th

she said, offering it gently. ‘It’s a bomb,’ Due yelled, dramatic as ever. ‘Calm down,’ I whispered back internally, but even I hesitated a moment before unwrapping it. Inside were two small orbs, smooth, polished, not up to the size of tennis balls. I held them up, curious. “Stress balls,” she explained. “They’re good for calming nerves. I heard they’re especially useful for pregnant women.” I rolled them in my hands slowly, their texture oddly satisfying. The gentle weight grounded me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed.