r/BallbustingCanada

The Background:

My wife has helped me explore my ballbusting interests for over a decade, she really seems to love it. Incorporating our secret fetish into everyday life keeps things interesting for both of us, and she knows I worship her like a goddess.

Including other girls into our ballbusting activities has always been a fantasy of mine. We did it once back when we were filming and my wife had a blast with it. She went way harder than ever before. I could tell she was so proud to show off to the other women and it was super sexy being humbled by a group of attractive women targeting my weakest spot.

We retired from filming years ago (life, kids, etc.) and although we look back fondly on our multi-woman ballbusting video adventure, I feared that suggesting it again (when we weren't making money from it), was too risky. I was content knowing it would probably never happen again however over the last couple years her libito has ramped up, and she's gotten more confident and adventurous. We've had a few drunken conversations where she seemed open to the idea of a 2 vs 1, as a special treat for me. She left it as "Never say never", but also, "don't talk about it too much or I'll vito it".

Recently we made a few personal goals, and agreed to reward one another as added incentive. When I achieved my goal, I told her my idea, and she was happy to give it a try.

The Cleaners: (click for linked image)

My wife does not like cleaning, and we've hired a cleaning company for a monthly deep clean for the last few years. It's always a group of young ladies, depending on their schedule they've shown up with as few as 2 of them, and up to 5. There's often new faces, but the majority of the time they're in their early 20's, upbeat and bubbly and we have a good relationship with them. They've seen us in our PJs and bath robes, and over the years we've become quite friendly with the usuals on the crew.

On this occasion, the group arrived at the doorstep, and I quickly checked the ring camera and was happy to see that we had a group of three, all familiar, friendly faces including Taylor who was my favorite. She's a fit blonde (always up in a pony tail), early 20s, usually wearing amazing Lululemon yoga tights showing off her perfect legs and ass and a tank top showing off her tattoos (and ample breasts). She's one of the lead cleaners, a bit of a sexy tomboy - always the loudest, brashest one in the group. Often verbally teasing her coworkers and keeping them on their toes.

My wife was out doing errands, but she'd left a notepad on the kitchen counter, which isn't too far from to my home office. I greeted the ladies, and returned to my office, they'd been here dozens of times and we knew the drill. I let them in, I generally stay out of their way, sometimes we engage in friendly small talk when I'm grabbing coffee etc. but the girls just do their thing, and once in a while I flirt lightly with them.

I sat at my desk and did a bit of work, but was listening out for their reaction. It didn't take long before one of them entered the kitchen and started giggling. "Taylor, come here for a sec?" one of them called. My ears perked, it was a thrill for me to hear their reaction and I crept closer to my door to listen.

"Oh my!" Taylor declared, I could hear the trio burst into giggles. I opened my door and headed to the kitchen acting oblivious.

"Are you ladies doing any cleaning today, or just talking about Taylor's latest dating gossip?" I teased, heading to the Keurig to brew a coffee.

Taylor was holding the notepad, she had a huge grin on her face. "Um, did you not see the note your wife left for you today?"

I played dumb as I headed over to them and snatched the notepad. It read:

"Scotty,

Cleaners are coming at 10am, please clean your mess off the toilets! If you fail to do so I give them full permission to PUNT you in the NUTS!

Love, Kelly"

My face went bright red as the girls all burst out laughing.

"I did not see this as I did not get to the kitchen today..." I replied to Taylor, clearly looking humiliated.

Taylor was thrilled to see my reaction, standing with her hands on her hips, just soaking it in.

For quick context, my wife and I had argued this concept before, with the cleaners present, where I'd suggested (in a friendly way of course) that we hired them to clean, and questioned why I was pre-cleaning the toilets. My wife clearly felt that the way I'd left them before was embarrassing. It was an on-going debate.

"Did you piss her off again?" Zoey teased - a beauty with dark hair and a fit body.

"She was in a bit of a mood today," I replied. "You know how women get sometimes," I planted a quick dig to rile them all up, and it worked.

"You better hope those toilets are spotless!" Taylor insisted, still hands on hips, smiling mischievously at me with a smirk. "We don't usually punt our client's in the balls, -"

"But sometimes we really want to!" the third girl added. The trio burst into giggles again, before she clarified, "not like you - but some clients".

I could feel my face heat up, humiliated and turned on at the same time. The conversation was super sexy, and the girls response was a fantasy come true.

"Let me just double check those toilets," I replied sheepishly, as I hurried to grab the brush.

As I rushed around our bathrooms the girls teased me with lines like; "Wow, maybe he should join our team," "Threaten his balls and he turns into Mr. Clean," and "Your wife is the BEST".

Eventually the team got to work cleaning, and as I passed by Taylor in the hallway heading back to my office I playfully suggested, "If Kelly asks, all the toilets were clean when you got here. Right?"

She smirked back, "Oh hell no, I'm gunna tell her you left them a complete mess!" she stuck her tongue out at me. I couldn't tell if she was serious, but I loved the new attitude she was vibing. The note clearly made them feel empowered.

An hour or so later, my wife did return, right as the girls were finishing up. Taylor was excited to say hello. As my wife was putting away groceries, Taylor trotted in she was smiling from ear to ear. She tapped on the notepad, sitting on the counter, "Just so you know," she teased, smirking in my direction, "your husband did not clean up his mess before we got here!" The other 2 cleaners giggled, flocking into the kitchen to see what was unfolding.

My wife looked a bit embarrassed, as she grabbed the notepad and turned it upside down, "Oh my god," she put her hand to her mouth, "you were not supposed to see that!" Then she glared at me, "Seriously? You didn't clean them, and you left this note out!?"

"I didn't see it!" I claimed, "I skipped breakfast today."

"Just clean the damn toilets, seriously!" my wife demanded. She turned to Taylor and the cleaners, "Seriously, he makes such a freaking mess it's gross-"

"Oh we know," Taylor replied, clearly enjoying picking on me.

"We told him we don't usually beat up our clients," Zoey chimed in, "but if needed..."

The four of them filled the kitchen with laughter. I glanced nervously at the ladies, Taylor and maybe even Zoey felt like they would legit find it funny, or even participate in a ballbust.

Kelly must have felt the same way, and I watched the familiar sneer appear on my wife's face and I knew the pain was coming. "I'm not even kidding girls," she chuckled. "If you get to a toilet and it's not pre-cleaned, I give you full permission to kick him square in the nads!"

"Yes Ma'am!" Taylor replied happily as she gave me a troublesome grin.

"If you insist," Zoey chimed in, as her and the third girl doubled over with laughter.

Despite being incredibly excited, I was also super nervous. Hearing women tease or threaten to kick my balls is a huge turn on, but obviously if they realized this, it could be awkward for everyone. Yet this wild young crew seemed more on board than I could have hoped for.

"They are professional toilet cleaners," I responded, knowing Kelly was just waiting for an excuse to bust me. "They love cleaning toilets, why do I have to pre-clean them?"

My wife had a playful fire in her eyes as she closed in on me, fuelled by Taylor remarking, "Oh, he's gunna get it now!" I thought it looked like Taylor was closing in to help as well, but maybe that was just my imagination.

I couldn't help but turn my hips away from Kelly, keeping my hands down low to block as she feinted kicks in the direction of my groin.

"Get him!" Zoey encouraged as the other two cheered.

She continued pushing towards me, her eyes glancing down beaming at her targets.

I suddenly found my back up against the wall, forcing my hips to open towards her. "You do it, because I told you to!" she exclaimed as she slapped my cheek playfully, forcing my hands to come up and protect my face. As soon as my crotch was vulnerable she sprung towards me, locking her arms around my neck and pulling me forward as her powerful knee exploded up between my legs, pulverizing my balls.

TTTHHHWWWAAACCCKKK!!!

My orbs were flattened like pancakes between her thigh and my pelvis as she continued to drive up and through my crotch. I was elevated on my tippy toes, my eyes and mouth open in shock and pain as the ladies behind her erupted with reactions of shock and excitement.

"AArrrrgggg" my groans of pain were echoed by the cleaners excited cheers of "OOOHHHHHH!" and "Right in the Nuts!"

A Brutal Knee in the Kitchen

As waves of agony radiated up into my stomach, my legs became weak and wobbly, yet for one incredible moment I was held up, pinned between the wall and her knee. The look of pure joy on Kelly and Taylor's face made it all worth it.

Zoey and the other girl were shocked, clearly not thinking she'd really do it. Or at least not with the brutal, full power that she unleashed on me. With their hands over their mouths, their laughter was muffled, "Oh my god! She crushed him!"

I desperately clutched my aching plums, mercifully Kelly removed her thigh, allowing me to drop to my knees at her feet as the trio clapped. Taylor was the first to give my wife a high five, "Well done! He had that coming!"

I crumbled to my side, laying on the ground for a couple minutes, my leg twitching, my body writhing in pain until the torment finally began to subside. "All he had to do was clean the toilets," my wife teased, prodding me with her foot.

"I'm sure he'll remember to do it next time," the third girl added. Glancing down at me she added, "Assuming of course he's still able to walk?"

My wife was beaming with pride. "Oh, he'll be fine," she shrugged, "I've done much worse to him."

The trio exploded with laughter as Taylor declared, "Kelly, you're hands down our most favourite client EVER!"

"Oh my god, Totally!" the other two agreed.

Eventually I was able to stagger to my feet, and limp about as the girls gathered their supplies and headed out the door. All three of them seemed to find my pain funny, and I let them know I wasn't badly hurt or angry when I gave them a playful "You all suck!" as we said our good byes.

Taylor was loving it, and I got the impression that with a very small nudge from my wife, she'd happily punt my balls, and Zoey and the third girl likely will as well.

As she hauled the supplies out to the car she called back to me and Kelly, "Be sure to clean those toilets Scotty." She loaded up and closed the trunk. "I take Krav Maga almost every weekend, I don't think you want to see my kicks!"

"I DO!" my wife quickly called back, bouncing with excitement.

"Me too!" Zoey and the other girl giggled from inside the car.

I shook my head and slunk back to the kitchen for ice.

hey @ Madam Cass, recent poster, if you make your way back here and want to keep chatting, hmu