r/BallbustingStories

[This series of stories was a collaboration with HoneydewRemote4883. Always good to get some fresh ideas of how to bust balls :) ]

My younger brother, Kevin, has always been kind of pervy. I often get the feeling that he's spying on me, but I've only caught him glancing down my blouse a few times. He is truly annoying. It will be nice when he returns to the university in the fall. He's home for the summer, and I will have to put up with him for a few months.

I've been hearing crazy noises from Kevin's room for the last few weeks, and I had to know what he was doing. I slipped my old smartphone behind a messy stack of books in his bookcase, and I set it up to broadcast to my computer. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I had to know. My friend Ashley was over, and we were watching Kevin on my computer to see what he was up to.

"Oh shit, he's unbuttoning his pants," Ashley said. Kevin was on his bed, looking at his computer. We couldn't see what he was watching, but it was probably porn. He undid his pants and took them off, his erect cock popped out. He grabbed a handful of tissues and went back to his bed.

"Ewww, he's going to jerk off," I said. "I can't watch." I covered my face with my hands.

"Wait, he's turning the computer towards the camera," Ashley said as we both leaned in. "Oh fuck! He's watching a spit-roast." His computer showed a video of a woman getting shared by two guys, one in her pussy and the other in her mouth. Kevin began stroking his cock.

"He's jerking off, this is nuts," Ashley said. It was nuts, but it was fascinating too. No, wait, I didn't want to see this.

"We have to turn it off," I said. "I can't watch him jerk off."

"No, leave it on. I want to see."

"Really! I can't."

"Well then, I'm going in there."

"What? Wait!" Ashley was on her way out of my room. I tried to jump up to catch her, but the door closed in my face. I went back to my computer to watch. There was a knock at Kevin's door. He grabbed his pants and put them back on quickly, then he shut the lid to his computer.

"Uh ... yeah, come in."

"Hi Kevin, what're you doing?" Ashley said casually as she walked into his room.

"Oh, nothing, just surfing the net."

Ashley sat next to him on his bed, "Funny, I heard some strange noises coming from in here. I thought maybe you were jerking off."

"WHAT? No, not me."

"Really?" Ashley said, her hand went to his leg, then up to the obvious lump in his pants. "You have an erection." She rubbed his cock through his pants, and he moaned quietly. "It would be a shame to waste such a nice, big hard on," she said as she slowly rubbed his cock through his pants.

She stopped, her hand lay on his cock. "Would you like me to help?"

"Uhhhh, okay."

Of course, he said yes, he's been hot for Ashley for years. She's way out of his league. He was lucky to have her pay any attention to him. Her hand moved below his cock, and she cupped his balls through his pants. The look on his face was priceless as she slowly tightened her grip. A mix of ecstasy and pain.

"Does that feel good?" she asked innocently.

"Fuck ..." he moaned, "Yes."

Ashley's hand moved around to get a better grip on his balls, then she squeezed harder. The look of shock on his face was priceless. I had to hold in a laugh. Ashley didn't hold it in, she laughed out loud. Her hand kneaded and squeezed Kevin's balls. He squirmed, but didn't try to get away.

Ashley continued to work over Kevin's cock and balls. Squeezing his balls, then rubbing his cock briefly. Kevin seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, pushing into Ashley's hand, trying to get more from her.

"My balls," Kevin groaned. "Oh my balls."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. I hoped they couldn't hear me from my room. Ashley's fingers pushed into his pants, and she squeezed hard.

"OH FUCK!" Kevin cried out as his cock began throbbing in her hand. He spewed cum into his pants. A big wet spot appeared as he pumped a load out.

"Are you kidding me?" Ashley said, laughing out loud. "What a pervert. You came when I squeezed your nuts." Ashley rubbed and squeezed Kevin's cock and balls as he finished cumming. By the time he was done, the front of his pants was soaked in cum.

"Gross!" Ashley said as she stood up, she walked out of his room and back into mine.

"Did you see that? He came!" she said, laughing.

"Did you see his face when you squeezed his balls? That was funny as fuck," I said.

"He's such a pervert."

"We need to do that again."

Ashley nodded yes, she seemed like she was already planning it.

Her - that knee only got you one blowjob

I’d just cum in her mouth, she stood up. I lay there after she hadn’t stop sucking after I’d orgasmed, I was spent but seeing her breasts and nipples (still hard). She made the contact with me and looked down at my flaccid penis, starting to throb again, looking at her naked body. She started to play with herself in an attempt to get me hard again.

Bringing her fingers down to her pussy she rubbed her clit and inserted her fingers. As she pulled out I could see her fingers glisten with her wetness, she rubbed her fingers together and brought them over her left breast, she coated her right nipple as she circled her areola. She lifted the same breast up to her mouth and licked around the nipple. Eventually inserting it in her mouth and sucking on it. She let go of her breast and kept it up by her lips. This display woke my previously over stimulated cock. I was hard again

She displayed playing with her breasts a little more. Flicking her nipples and making them rock solid. Hard enough the pole a hole if she still wearing her bra. My dick throbbed as she pinched her nipples. As I sat, she came over and sat in my lap, my cock slotted under her ass cheeks. She pressed her breasts into my face and brought her mouth to my ear

Her - I want you to eat it

I’d been thinking about her pussy for a while, I was hairless and wet, my mouth ready to do down on her. I pushed up from the chair, she stood close to me. Her body brushing against mine. That isn’t all that she wanted

Her - I let your cock in my mouth but I really belongs beneath my feet.

She smiled with a look. I looked down at her feet, the painted white toes. The toes that pressed my balls against her wall. After stating she was above my cock and it belongs under her feet, she used my chair to get onto the desk in my room, the desk was about waist height. I started to see where this was going.

She stood on my desk, her vagina just below eye level. Still wet and glistening. I stepped over to desk. I placed my hands on her ass and was about to bury my face in her pussy when she stopped me. She pushed be back with her foot. She pointed down at her raised foot, hovering near the table edge.

Her - I told you where it belongs

I brought my cock over the my OWN desk and places it where her right foot hovered. My balls pressed against the cold side of the desk. As I looked up she looked down. I too looked down again. She brought her heel down first onto my TIP. She dragged her heel backwards over the top of my cock as she brought the rest of the foot down. My body jerked a little from the shock of her heel skidding over my tip. My dick now firmly under her foot, her toes pushing against my pelvis. The base of my cock between her second and third toes. She laughed a little.

Her - exactly where it belongs

I didn’t expect after coming back after the holiday to have myself standing at the edge of my desk with my flatmate naked and my cock firmly under her feet. But this whole ordeal keeps me wanting more, she pressed down on my cock with her foot, flattening it against the table top. She then shifts her full body weight onto her right foot as she lifts up her left leg. The sheer weight on my cock causes me to stiffen my legs and my feet to raise. My body’s natural reaction to try and protect my body parts but as my cock was sandwiched between her pedicured foot and the table I wasn’t going anywhere.

She leaned her back against the wall brought her left foot up to my face. She pressed the end of her foot on my chin and her big toe on my lips. She slowly pushed me backwards. My top half being pushed back while my cock clamped down. I let out a breath, it seems like she was starting to enjoy having the control. She watched me as she went further and further. She could hear my breathing as she extended her leg. She bit her lip as she caused me more pain. When I let a breath out, it was short and sharp from the shock. She stuck her toes in my mouth

Her - suck on them.

I had her toes in my mouth. The same toes that crushed my balls just a few days ago. I’d thought about her feet from time to time especially since I helped her stretch, but never sucking on them. It was unexpected but sexy.

She used my chin as a pivot and yanked her toes from my mouth. As she took her foot away from my face my body immediately began moving forwards to ease my pain. She brought her leg around the side of my neck. Her knee resting on my shoulder. And in a split second she slid my face up her thigh and buried it in her pussy.

I started eating her out, she held the back of my head and pushed my face harder between her thigh. I grabbed her ass cheeks once again and brought her closer, pulling them apart. I barely had time to take a breath as I ate her out, I licked her pussy up and down before eating out her clit. I could feel every body twitch through her heel on my tip. Pre-cum continuously spreading on the sole of her foot

I stopped for second the take a breath. Mid me taking a breath I felt her foot lift slightly and then come CRASHING DOWN.

Her - I didn’t say stop!

And sent my face back between her thighs. The first time she orgasmed I’d feel her heel raise a little. Offering me short term relief even for a second. But then right back down. After I don’t know how long. She was done. She lifted her right leg and put it over my other shoulder and told be to drop her on the bed.

I swivelled to the bed and we both went down, she lay with her body spread and eyes closed.

Her - wow I haven’t been eaten out like that before.

I lay on the bed, exhausted, my jaw sore and tongue stiff. I’d never eaten someone out that hard before. My cock red, probably from the blood rushing back after being squeezed out! I looked over at the pool of pre-cum where the action took place

After resting for bit she eventually sat up

Her - that was pretty good, it’s given me some new ideas…

Part 6

Me and her met online and became friends, I’m 26 and she’s 23, I’m asian and she’s latina. We met online after me and another friend met through a reddit thread and ended up gaming together and I made a whole friend group online that I’ve known for 3 years now.

Since we’re all friends and none of us are chronically online gamers we all say some goonery/freaky stuff to each other for fun.

We all went to an anime convention and stayed at a pretty nice hotel, it was 5 of us guys and 2 girls so ofc the guys shared a room and the girls had their own, it was her and her sister.

She definitely gives of the vibe of someone who’s more dominant, someone who is bossy and thinks of herself as the one in control and based on some of the nsfw stuff she’s said she definitely would like to be in control in bed. She particularly likes saying stuff involving punching, kicking, squeezing or dragging someone by the balls as a punishment as a joke.

I’m not going to go over every single nsfw stuff she’s said but as we’ve talked I’ve given off hints that the idea of that sort of ball busting appeals to me and she confessed that if she hooked up, she’d much prefer having an experience doing something “domme” like that rather than just sex. Ignoring all the details, we agreed to make up an excuse to do it during the convention since we would meet.

We did come up with some rules and suggestions, mainly being, a safe signal which was snapping my fingers for me and I wanted her to be mean, like all out bossy, mean, brutal domme and she was very quick to agree to that, shockingly quick, but from what shes told me, she’s wanted this as bad as me if not with me specifically with some guy at least.

But that shouldn’t be too much of a surprise, during our discussion on whether we should do this she had mentioned that a lot of porn she’s seen is porn with dommes often involving ball busting, leashes, cages etc. and that side of it has always been a huge fantasy for her, but I didn’t expect her to just straight up be this excited to agree to it. We did talk about it over the course of 2 to 3 weeks before we fully agreed but her enthusiasm was great from the start. Moreover she has the exact kind of personality you’d expect from someone who gets off on control and being dominant over someone.

As for limits we kind of just agreed that as long as it didn’t involve peeing, anything with the bathrooms, it was fine, and if it was something really surprising or unexpected she’d ask and I’d nod yes or no with the safety sign.

On the third day of both of us came up with the excuse that we were tired and the hotel has a really nice café and since both of us really like coffee, we told them you guys go ahead for the event at the place, and drinking later we’ll enjoy the cafe. We actually did have some coffee and confirmed that we’re doing this.

Once we got to the room, her room, I told her honestly that I contact or seeing what would happen might make me nervous. And it worked out for her because she enjoyed the idea of me being blindfolded so I got blindfolded with a scarf from her cosplay.

Once blindfolded, she asked me to take my clothes off completely. She guided me over to the wall and asked me to put my palms together, I felt her tie them and then asked me to raise my arms up, spread my legs and fade the wall kind of with my ass sticking out and balls in full view.

She unzipped the bag and said I’ve been waiting for this for a long time. I hope you’re ready. she asked me when the last time I came was to which I said I haven’t as long as we’ve been here and a few days before that. She replied saying “Good, hopefully this’ll squeeze your last load out of you because I might pop them.” even if that wasn’t exaggeration the tone in which she said it made me nervous in an excited way.

She started off by slapping them a few times and grabbing them and saying to me softly “I hope they’re full”. She then said “I got this just for you, and said open wide and I felt her tie a gag around me which really caught me by surprise. She then said “are you ready” to which all could do was muffle yes.

She started off by giving them a firm squeeze again and just moving them around and then gave them a sharp flick each which made me flinch a little bit and she said “if that made you squirm good luck”.

She proceeded by grabbing my dick with one hand and my balls and was gently squeezing them and occasionally would squeeze really hard, I never thought I’d have her fingers wrapped around my dick let alone stroking it while it hung there rock hard. I could hear the smirk through what she said as she went “you’re really excited for this aren’t you?” I think she said this because of how hard I was, she then stopped stroking me and I could hear her take a few steps back.

I had to bring my legs together and lose balance a bit when I felt a sharp upwards punch right on my balls that made me jolt forwards. I tried to readjust positions but she grabbed my legs and said “not so soon we just started, I won’t pop them yet don’t worry”. The next few minutes we’re here punching my balls just like this and ever so often readjusting my position so my balls are in clearer view for her to punch. The punching alone made me leak. She said “you’re flinching so much but clearly you’re loving it” and all I could do was give her a muffled, whimpering “yes.”

After all the punching was done I heard her walk away and she said “I didn’t get these for my cosplay I got these just for you.” I heard her place two heavy things one by one on the floor and I loved the blindfolding just because of this. I knew they were boots, but it was hot not being able to see them. They were like those thigh high boots with a heavy sole and tip. (She was doing an Esdeath cosplay)

I heard her put them on and zipped them up. She stomped on the floor once or twice and said “hear that?” and I muffled yes yet again to which she said “be glad I’m not stomping on them too or I’d turn them into jelly, or I might anyway who knows, now get ready”. I raised my arms up and spread my legs and fully got into position again, she kind of let me relax while putting on the boots. When I did that she said “Good boy, you learn fast!” And that turned me on more than it should’ve.

Yet again, heard her take a few steps back and I couldn’t even hear the wind up of the kick till the tip of her boots hit my right on the balls and she definitely did her research, she didn’t kick so hard that I’d feel the pain beyond my balls to just enough to squish my balls. It wasn’t perfect but she came here with a mission. The kick got me, it really made me squirm, I lowered my back and it felt like I was out of breath. “You can be on all fours for this one if you want?” I heard her say to which I nodded yes.

After recovering for a minute which she let me do, I got on all fours and spread my legs, still rock hard. All I heard was “I hope you cum from this in case I accidentally pop them!” and then a swift kick, being on all fours helped with the balance but almost made it easier for her to kick them. Every time she kicked it made me squirm and bring my legs together a bit.

The first two or three times I’d bring them too close to each other and almost hide my balls she clapped twice and said “spread them cmon hurry up, or I’m gonna start stomping on them and you don’t want that” so I listened and after that whenever she clapped I’d just instinctively spread my legs. I felt like her toy/pet/little bitch whatever you want to say and I’m glad she played into the mean domme aspect so fucking much. She’d grunt every now and then while kicking, made me feel like her goal was to pop them.

She bent down after kicking them for a while, after a bit and squeezed them really fucking tight which made me squirm, and her grip only kept tightening and I brought my legs together and she said “you can bring them together now I don’t care I’ve literally got you by the balls”. I tried to kind of ease the pressure but she wasn’t wrong, she wasn’t planning on letting go. She said “oh come on it can’t be that bad I didn’t think you’d be such a wuss” and then started squeezing with both hands.

It made me squirm or whine more than anything else but I LOVED how brutal she was. As she did it, she leaned over and said, “listen here (my name), maybe if yo let me squeeze them for maybe 20 more seconds, just maybe, a huge maybe, I’ll pump a load out of you when we’re done? okay?” I muffled said yes and nodded and she replied with “just stop being a little wuss for 20 seconds okay?” After 20 seconds of her squeezing my balls like a stress ball she let go, gave it a smack with her palm and said “I knew you had it in you, here’s a 5 min break since you’ve been a good boy”.

“Don’t relax too much” she said, and followed it up by saying, “just one more thing, it won’t be as bad as the tip of my boots… hopefully” and giggled.

She then did the clap and said “Up” and I got up and she grabbed me by the hips and guided me back to the wall and made me raise my hands and spread my legs. I loved how she was treating me like some toy.

She leaned back and said “If you can handle what’s coming next, do you want me to stroke you off?” I nodded and said yess, her hands on my dick and my balls felt unreal, I never thought it’d happen. She then proceeded to say “BUT… you’re going to have to help me with the mess, okay?” In the heat of the moment, I didn’t think too hard and just agreed right away.

She put her hands on my hips and gave me a spank on the ass, even spread my cheeks a little bit, and my first thought was “Is she going to use a strap on on me?” She continued grabbing my hips and lightly squeezing my was a bit and while I was still thinking about a strap on, all I felt was her knee striking me right in the balls, full force. If made me scuttle forward and she lightly pulled me back by the hips and said “be a good boy now come on, you can take this right?” I nodded yes and felt two swift knee kicks in quick succession. While I whimpered, two more.

She then said “it’s time for the countdown!!” I had no clue what she meant but she said “We’re gonna start with five, you’re going to get one of each and then we’ll make a mess!” She said “Ready?” and I gave her a muffled nodding yes wondering what’s coming.

She said “Five!” and just slapped my balls, and I thought she meant five slaps to count down from 5 to 1 but then I heard “Four!” and squeezed my balls as hard as she could for 10 seconds and my legs were shaking but I stayed put and she gave me a spank and said “well done (my name)!!”. Then “Three!” and punched me upwards on the balls and it wasn’t that hard, followed by “Two!!” and a swift knee to the balls which made me stand more upright.

She then told me to get on all fours which I did and thought that she was going to give me a break and after a few moments I felt her kick me on the balls, the hardest hit so far that made me bring my legs together and crawled forward. She kneeled over and grabbed my hips and told me to crawl backwards a bit.

I felt her caress my sore balls and said “Too bad I didn’t turn them to jelly” and then place her fingers around my dick, still rock hard maybe even harder than I’ve ever been, and she said “ready for me to milk you dry?” and I just nodded yes. She started off slow, I was already leaking so it didn’t take much for me to feel like I would bust soon and she slowly picked up the pace and continued to stroke me, all while I was still on my fours with my dick pointing downwards.

She kept going faster and faster till I started cumming, felt like it was rope after rope and she just giggled and said “Good boy (my name)!” But she wouldn’t stop, she just kept going and going and I was squirming and bringing my legs together and she just said “I said I’d milk you not just let you cum once be a good now” In a more serious tone which turned me on a lot and she kept going till I orgasmed once more, I came all over the towel below me, she then let go and said “I’ll let you off easy this time since you wanna be a wuss, next time you’re giving me five minimum.” She untied my gag and said, “I was surprised you could take that much!”

I was about to say something and about to get up and she said “tch tch tch not yet” she grabbed my hips and made me crawl backwards again and I felt something lightly touch the top of my head and she said “ready to help me clean it up?” to which I said “I am” I knew what was coming deep down and she said say it like you mean it, say “yes Ma’am” which I repeated. She gave me a spank on the ass and I felt something touch my head again and slowly move it down. She said “stick your tongue out ahhhh”. Which I did and I felt my tongue hit the towel and right on my cum, which I had to lick up. I did so while she lightly had her foot on the top of my head.

After which she said “on your knees (my name)” sounding serious and I did, she walked around and said “Hmm I think I’m satisfied with you today, good boy”. She then lifted me up so I was standing and Undid my blindfold too and looked at me and asked me how it was and such and all I could say was that it was amazing.

She even got me ice and we sat down after I put my shirt on and she helped me with some of the pain with the ice and once I was clothed we just talked and all I could do was compliment her, I told her how she did the mean domme persona so well and we both felt really excited for the next time. We relaxed and watched tv and went down to the cafe again until everyone was back, which they would’ve been gone for half the day due to the event at the convention.

What do you guys think for a first ball busting session? She clearly did her homework and showed that she’s really wanted to have a guy in this position and we both seemed to agree that there’ll be a next time.

Let me hear your guys’ thoughts and I’m also willing to answer any questions as well!

Emily had been quiet most of the day, but I could feel the energy radiating off her. There was a dangerous playfulness in her eyes whenever she looked at me.

I was sitting on the couch watching TV when she suddenly walked in wearing nothing but one of my old white t-shirts and black panties. Without saying a word, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me off the couch, forcing me down to my knees in the middle of the living room.

“Strip,” she commanded softly.

I quickly obeyed, folding my clothes neatly like she had trained me to do. Once I was naked, she stood over me, looking down with that calm, predatory smirk.

“I’ve been in the mood to hurt you all day,” she said casually. “No reason. I just feel like playing with my property.”

She lifted her bare foot and pressed it against my face.

“Kiss.”

I started kissing her foot reverently — toes, arch, heel. She let me worship for a few moments before pulling her foot back and delivering a sharp, stinging kick directly to my balls.

THWACK!

I grunted and hunched forward. Emily laughed lightly.

“Back up. Knees apart. Hands behind your back.”

I straightened my posture. She began slapping my balls with her open hand — quick, rhythmic slaps that made them bounce and sting.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

“These are mine,” she said, her voice smooth. “I can do whatever I want to them. Even when I’m bored. Even when you’ve done nothing wrong.”

SLAAAP!

A harder slap made me groan loudly. My eyes watered.

Emily stepped closer, gently holding my chin so I had to look up at her.

“I love that face you make when it really hurts,” she whispered. “So pathetic… and so fucking cute.”

She raised her leg again and gave me three quick kicks in succession.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

I cried out, struggling to keep my hands behind my back. Emily smiled sweetly.

“Thank me.”

“Thank you my goddess…” I gasped.

“Good boy.”

She continued mixing hard kicks with lighter ones, occasionally stopping and squeezing my balls tightly in her hand while she spoke softly to me.

“You know what’s funny?” she said while twisting my balls. “I used to feel guilty when I thought about doing this to you. Now? It just turns me on.”

I whimpered as the pain intensified.

“Please… baby, it’s really hurting tonight…”

She tilted her head, pretending to think about it.

“Good. I want it to hurt. I want you to remember this random Thursday every time you sit down tomorrow.”

She suddenly delivered a powerful front kick that lifted me slightly off my knees.

THUUUD.

I collapsed onto all fours, gasping. Emily crouched beside me and stroked my hair almost lovingly while I recovered.

“Poor baby,” she cooed. “So sensitive for me.”

After a minute, she stood up again and extended her foot toward my face.

“Now kiss it better. And thank me properly for using you.”

Still on all fours, I leaned forward and began kissing her foot again — slow, submissive kisses from her toes up to her ankle. My balls were throbbing painfully with every movement.

“Thank you, Emily… thank you for hurting me,” I mumbled between kisses.

She hummed in satisfaction, clearly enjoying my obedience.

“Mmm, good boy. You’re getting so well-trained.”

Emily suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled me up until I was kneeling upright again. She looked down at my swollen, red balls with a pleased expression.

“Look at them… all puffy and sensitive just from a little playtime.” She gently tapped them with her fingers, making me flinch. “I think they can take more, don’t you?”

Before I could answer, she stepped back, raised her leg, and started a new round — mixing sharp kicks with stinging slaps.

THWACK! Slap! Slap! THWACK!

Each impact made me grunt and tremble. Emily’s eyes were bright with excitement.

“I love how your whole body reacts when I kick you,” she said, almost conversationally. “The way you tense up… the little sounds you make… it’s addictive.”

She paused, then delivered a particularly hard kick that made me double over again.

THUUUD.

While I was gasping, she stepped forward, lifted her foot, and rested it on my shoulder, pressing me down slightly.

“Stay down there. I want you to kiss my foot while I think about what to do to you next.”

I obeyed immediately, pressing desperate kisses against the sole of her foot while she stood over me like a queen.

After a few moments, she pulled her foot away and smiled.

“I have an idea.”

She walked over to the couch, sat down, and patted her lap.

“Come here. Lay across my knees.”

I crawled over and draped myself over her lap, my ass up and my sore balls hanging vulnerably between my legs. Emily ran her hand gently over my back, then down to my balls, cupping them.

“These are going to be so sore tomorrow,” she whispered, almost lovingly. “And every time you feel that ache, you’re going to remember that I did this to you… just because I felt like it.”

Then she started slapping my balls from behind — hard, rhythmic slaps that echoed in the living room.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

I moaned loudly into the couch cushion.

“Shhh,” she soothed, still slapping. “Take it for me, baby. This is what I wanted tonight. Just a nice, long, pointless torture session.”

She kept going for several minutes, alternating between hard slaps and firm squeezing, occasionally stopping just to remind me how helpless I was.

Finally, when I was shaking and whimpering, she stopped and gently rubbed my sore balls.

“Poor thing,” she murmured. “All red and swollen… and still so hard for me.”

She leaned down and kissed the back of my neck.

“We’re not done yet. But first… I want your tongue. Get on your back.”

Emily stood up from the couch, looking down at my trembling body with a satisfied smile.

“We’re not done yet,” she said softly. “But first… I want your tongue.”

She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me toward the center of the living room floor.

“On your back.”

I laid down obediently. Emily stood over me for a moment, then slowly peeled off her black panties, revealing how wet she was. She stepped over my face, facing my body, and lowered herself until her warm, soaked pussy pressed firmly against my mouth.

“Start licking,” she ordered, settling her full weight onto my face.

I immediately began licking her eagerly, my tongue sliding between her wet folds. Emily let out a soft moan and started grinding slowly against my mouth and nose, using my face for her pleasure.

“Mmm… that’s it. Worship me while I play with my toy.”

While I licked her desperately, trying to breathe between her thighs, I felt her hand wrap around my painfully swollen cock. She started stroking me slowly, teasingly — just enough to keep me on edge.

“You’re going to cum for me tonight,” she said, her voice breathy from my tongue. “But not the way you want. I’m going to ruin it.”

She kept riding my face, grinding harder as her pleasure built. Her hand never stopped stroking me, alternating between slow, torturous movements and faster ones, always stopping right before I could get close.

I moaned loudly into her pussy, the vibrations making her shiver.

After several minutes, she finally started stroking me with purpose — firm, fast strokes while she pressed down harder on my face.

“You’re so close, aren’t you?” she teased. “I can feel you throbbing in my hand.”

I was right on the edge, hips bucking desperately.

Emily suddenly lifted herself slightly off my face so she could look down at me.

“Look at me while you cum.”

The moment our eyes met, she stroked me even faster.

Just as I was about to explode, she suddenly loosened her grip and angled my cock downward.

I cried out as the orgasm hit — but it was completely ruined. My cum dribbled out weakly onto my stomach in pathetic spurts instead of shooting. The pleasure was cut off halfway, leaving me throbbing and unsatisfied, waves of frustration crashing through me.

Emily watched with dark delight as I twitched and whimpered beneath her.

“Aww, look at that…” she cooed, still slowly stroking my sensitive cock, milking out the last weak drops. “Such a pretty ruined orgasm. That’s what you get when you belong to me.”

She lowered herself back onto my face, smothering me again.

“Now keep licking. You don’t get to stop just because you came. I still haven’t finished.”

I kept licking obediently, tasting her even more as she ground against my tongue, clearly turned on by my ruined orgasm.

A few minutes later, she moaned loudly, thighs clamping around my head as she came hard, flooding my mouth with her juices.

When she finally stood up, I was a complete mess — covered in sweat, drool, and my own ruined cum.

Emily looked down at me with that beautiful, wicked smirk.

“Such a good boy tonight,” she whispered, gently patting my sore balls with her foot. “Maybe next time I’ll let you have a real orgasm… if you beg nicely enough.”

The restaurant was bustling with the usual dinner rush when Karen strode in, her designer handbag swinging like a weapon and her sharp bob haircut framing a face already set in perpetual dissatisfaction. She was a white woman in her mid-40s, impeccably dressed in a tight blouse, that made her H-cup boobs strain against the fabric. And a pencil skirt that showed every curve on her body.

Cole, a tall, athletic 28-year-old server with a polite smile and a lean build from years of running tables, greeted her at her booth. Wearing the usual black uniform, with pants that clung to his mouth watering package.

“Good evening, ma’am. Can I start you off with something to drink?” He asked with his usual professional voice.

Karen barely glanced up from her phone.

“Water, no ice. And I’ll have the grilled salmon with asparagus. Make sure it’s fresh—not that frozen crap.” She says with a snarl, but Cole was already used to his fair share of rude customers.

Cole nodded.

“Grilled salmon, asparagus. Got it. Anything else?” Jotting it down clearly.

She waved him off without another word.

Twenty minutes later, Cole returned with the plate, setting it down with his usual professional charm.

“Here you are, ma’am. Enjoy.” He says giving her a smile.

“Took you long enough!” She said with her usual bitchy tone.

“Sorry ma’am. We are in the middle of a rush, and are short staffed.” Cole says as he begins to walk away.

Karen took one look and her expression twisted. She stabbed a fork into the pink flesh.

“Excuse me? What the hell is this?!?” She says getting a small look from other tables.

Cole paused, turning back. “Your salmon, as ordered—”

“I didn’t order salmon!” she snapped, her voice rising loud enough that nearby tables quieted.
“I wanted the chicken marsala. Are you deaf? This is ridiculous. I specifically said chicken.”

Cole blinked, keeping his voice even.

“Ma’am, I heard you say grilled salmon. I even repeated it back to you. Would you like me to have the kitchen remake it?”

Karen stood up abruptly, her chair scraping loudly.

“Don’t gaslight me, young man. I know what I said. This is unacceptable. Get your manager. Now.”

“Look, ma’am, I am the manager, and I’m sorry but you specifically asked for salm—” Cole said, trying to de-escalate.

Before he could finish, Karen’s hand shot out and grabbed his bulge, navigating through the fabric of his pants and found the precious cargo she was searching for: his big balls. Her eyes gleamed with something beyond mere anger—entitlement mixed with a cruel thrill. As an audible—

*CRUNCHH*

Cole’s eyes widened with shock as he felt his most prized and delicate boy bits get crushed by a woman with freshly manicured nails. And to make matters worse, he was getting stared at by the other tables, adding more humiliation to his pain.

“Do you know who I am?!?” Karen says as her grip tightens, but adding more pressure on his right nut.

Cole lets out a girlish streak as the pressure on his favorite testicle is getting flattened into a pancake.

“ACK— Ma’am!! I-I’m sorry!! MY NUuuTTt~!!” Cole finally manages to cry out.

“I don’t care about your stupid ball! I know what I asked for!! Now.. I. WANT. A. REFUND!!”
Her grip on his sperm tanks tightened even more, just enough to make his eyes water.

“Excuse me. Ma’am, do I have to call the cops?” A female employee named Kandi came by after hearing all the yelling.

Cole thought he was saved, but he couldn’t be more wrong as Karen’s grip didn’t falter, in fact her grip shifted and clamped onto his left ball even harder than before making him scream to the top of his lungs.

*CRUNCHHH*

“Tell your dumb manager to give me a refund, and he can leave with his precious little nuts intact!” She says rolling his nut in his hand with nauseating pressure.

Coles legs felt like jelly from the intense pain in his boy parts.

“Ma’am you have 3 seconds to let go of my managers… Uhm.. Junk! Or I’ll dial the cops, and you’ll be arrested.” Kandi says holding the phone in her hand, with 911 already typed in.

Looking at the phone and Cole’s agonized face, Karen knows she has no choice but to let go.

But not without fully getting her message across.

Quickly shifting her grip, she has both balls in her palm, making sure to angle it just right, and squeezes, this time using her sharp nails to dig right behind his testes, stabbing his epididymis as the whole restaurant hears—

*SQUELCH* *CRUNCHHH*

The pressure is immediate and vicious. Her manicured tips dig like tiny curved blades into the spongy, nerve-dense epididymis, pinching the coiled tubes between her nails and fingertips with merciless strength.

She twists her wrist slightly, grinding those sharp points in deeper, feeling the delicate internal structures compress and shift under the force. His balls bulge slightly between her fingers from the intensity of the squeeze, the skin turning an angry red around her nails.

Every tiny movement sends fresh, white-hot bolts of pain radiating up into his groin and stomach. The epididymis feels like it’s being crushed flat between her polished, razor-tipped fingers, the sensation a deep, nauseating ache mixed with electric nerve fire, before finally letting go with a satisfied purr. As he quickly crumples on his knees, and then curling into a ball.

“Fine. I hope he enjoys crushed nuts!” Karen says as she storms out of the restaurant. Gaining looks from women who are shocked yet intrigued with the interaction, and men who are glad their balls weren’t on her radar.

“Oh my god!! Cole, are you okay??” Kandi asks kneeling beside her manager.

“B-B-ballsssssSs…I-ice……” Cole says through choked tears.

Kandi quickly gets up and rushes to the back to grab some ice for her managers damaged goods.

My wife is very conservative and vanilla. I’ve always been into ballbusting, but was scared to even bring it up to her.

1 day we were showering and she cupped my balls and said, “sometimes I just want to know what it’s like to hit these.”

I said she should try it but she just laughed and said she was joking and would never want to hurt me.

I told her I’d think it was hot so she hit them so soft I could barely feel it, but it still turned me on and we had great sex.

We never really talked about again until a few months later she was on her period and didn’t feel like having sex but was willing to jerk me off. I didn’t decline, but after awhile it was clear to me I just wasn’t going to be able to cum.

I said, “I don’t know why it’s taking so long, but you should try hitting my balls some. It really turned me on last time.”

I think she was ready to be done also so she gave me a couple snacks that were a bit harder than last time and I came really soon after.

She said, “wow..” and I think it clicked a little bit to her that this was something I really liked.

She slowly would do it more often. Usually a little during foreplay, and then she’d do it again if sex was going on for awhile and she was ready to be done. And it always worked.

In continued this way for years. She hit a little harder, but not too much, but always during foreplay and maybe during sex.

Up until a few months ago when during foreplay I could tell she was actually get turned on by it to. She wasn’t just doing it for me. She actually enjoyed it.

My birthday wasn’t long after that and I made a special request. I wanted to lay on my back why she straddled my face to eat her pussy while she slapped my balls.

This is what finally made it really click for her. She knows I don’t dislike eating her pussy, but it would not be something I’d ask to do on my special occasion. So she must’ve fully realized what I wanted.

She agreed and as she was on my face she slapped my balls like never before. It was so painful, but incredible! She grabbed my dick during and said “wow I don’t think I’ve ever felt your dick this hard” while laughing.

I told her how hot it was, and since then, she’s been a different woman.

Our last session was the most intense. We recreated the position from my birthday, but this time she went all out. She beat the absolute shit out of my balls. She even would lift herself off of my fave to keep herself from cumming so she could go longer.

I’ve never been in so much pain. I actually wanted to stop her, but I didn’t want to discourage it either so I was barely able to tough it out.

There’s something about that position that we both love. I’m going to try to get a video of it soon if anyone is interested in seeing?

Does anyone else have any positions or fantasy positions for ballbusting that just really click for you or your partner?

This is going to sound nuts, but my stepsister Lisa let me use my own car last night. All I had to do was eat her pussy, and she gave me the keys, but she wants them back today. It's insane, but if I don't comply, she'll take it out on my balls. She owns me completely at this point. I do whatever she wants, because if I don't, she'll squeeze my balls harder than I ever thought possible. The pain is just overwhelming, almost mind blowing.

I'm oversimplifying things a bit if I leave it at that, because there is more to the story. I like it when she dominates me, and I can tell she likes it too. I get these crazy erections when her hand is squeezing my balls. Sometimes I cum just from being squeezed. It's nuts. It's also awesome. I cum so hard that I see stars.

I walked over to her room. I was a little nervous that my balls might be in trouble, I had to give her back my car keys.

"Hi Lisa," I said as I knocked on her door.

"Come in, Matt."

"I have the car keys."

"Good boy," she said as she stood up and walked up to me. "We need to talk, come sit next to me on my bed." She walked over to her bed and sat at the foot. I sat next to her.

"So, Matt, I'm done punishing you for making me blow you when I needed the car. I just wanted you to feel what I felt when you humiliated me."

"Yeah, sorry. I was being a dick."

"Well, yes, but I kind of liked it too."

I looked at her sheepishly, "Me too. It's hot when you dominate me."

"I think so too. I have a new proposal for how to share your car."

"Yes?" I wonder what this could be.

We can split the car, but ... every time the keys change hands, the person taking the car has to offer a sixty-nine."

"Wait ... really? Like right now, since you're taking the keys from me, you have to offer me a sixty-nine."

"Yes."

"Fuck, yes."

"I thought you might like this arrangement."

"I do ... but ..."

"What? What's the problem?"

"Would you still squeeze my balls?"

"Oh, I won't give that up. You can count on it."

"In that case, here are my keys," I said as I handed them to her.

"Would you like to sixty-nine?" she asked, she was already unbuttoning her blouse.

"Let me get that," I said as I reached for her blouse. I unbuttoned it the rest of the way and spread it open to reveal her big, soft breasts. "I would love to sixty-nine." I reached around her to undo her bra, and her breasts spilled out. They looked magnificent. She is really a sexy woman. Probably better than I deserve.

I finished undressing her, then she did me. My cock popped up eagerly as she pulled my boxers off, ready for action. She pushed me onto her bed, then climbed on top of me. She sat between my legs and took my balls in her fingers.

"Just a little warmup first, right?"

"Yes, please," I moaned as her fingers pushed into my balls. It hurt. It felt so good. My cock was so fucking hard already. She leaned forward and licked the head of my cock, then she sucked in just the head. Her tongue traced around it as she sucked on it. She let go of my balls, she ran her finger down to her pussy and ran it along her clit, then she licked her finger.

"I'm ready for you."

"Me too."

She turned around and then lowered her pussy onto my face. I kissed her clit, then ran my tongue along her pussy lips. She tasted sweet. I felt her squirm as I licked her. Her fingers re-grabbed my balls, she began squeezing and kneading them. I moaned under her, but then I felt her mouth on my cock. Oh fuck, it felt amazing. Her soft lips and tongue gliding around on my cock, and her fingers kneading my balls. It couldn't be any better.

I felt like I lost control of my body. I wanted to hold out. I wanted to do this all day, but it just felt too good. I had to give in. My entire body tightened, then my back arched, and I lifted Lisa in the air as I blasted a load of cum down her throat. She took my cock deep and squeezed my balls, my cries of ecstasy were muffled by her pussy. My cock throbbed in her mouth as she sucked the cum from me. My balls ached as her fingers mushed them flat. It was perfect. She sucked it all from me, then let my cock drop from her mouth. She let go of my balls and climbed off me.

"You came fast," she said.

"It was so good, I couldn't help myself. Let's finish you off."

"Yes, we should." She climbed back onto my face, this time facing forward. I looked up to see her big breasts over my face as I began licking her pussy. I put my hands on her ass, and I squeezed it gently. All the while I licked and sucked on her wet pussy. I ran my hands up her sides, then around to her breasts. They felt so big in my hands, so soft and yet firm. I cradled them, then I gently pinched her nipples in my fingers.

"Fuck ..." she moaned. Her legs tightened around my head. I pinched her nipples just a bit harder. "FUCK YES!" She squirmed over me, she pulled my head between her legs. "OH FUCK YES!" Her wet pussy covered my face in her juices. "FUCK MATT!"

I licked her clit until she couldn't take it anymore, then she climbed off me and sat next to me with a dazed look on her face. I was sure I had that same look.

"We're going to have to give the car to each other a lot."

"Yes ... yes we are!"

So, I need to tell you about this ridiculous Truth or Dare game I played with my cousin sister last weekend. It started off as just a casual night of drinking and laughing, but it quickly escalated into something I definitely didn't expect. She’s two years younger than me, so I always assumed I was the bigger, tougher one. I was dead wrong.

We were playing Truth or Dare, and she asked me what my biggest fetish was. I was hesitant at first, but the alcohol was flowing, so I decided to be honest. I told her I absolutely love getting kicked in the balls. I thought she would just laugh it off or maybe give me a playful tap, but the look in her eyes changed. She stopped laughing, stood up, and said.. Okay, I can fulfill your fetish.

I took the dare, thinking she was being playful and wouldn't actually hurt me. I unzipped my pants, stood there confidently, and told her to go ahead.

She stepped in close, and I braced myself for a soft tap. Instead, she swung her leg back and delivered a straight, brutal kick right to the center. 

The impact was real. It happened so fast that I didn't even have time to gasp before my knees buckled and I hit the floor hard. I was curled up in a ball, gasping for air, clutching my groin, and trying to process the blinding pain. I thought that was.

But she didn't stop. She grabbed me by the collar and made me back up to my feet. I was wheezing, trying to stand up straight, but she shoved me again. Still up for it? she asked with a smirk.

I nodded, too much in pain to speak. She loaded back again, this time with way more force.

She kicked me. Again. And again. And again.

It was a relentless barrage. She didn't hold back at all. She kicked me with full force, driving the air out of my lungs every single time. I was stumbling back, trying to catch my balance, but she just kept pushing*.* It felt like she was trying to put me in the hospital. She kicked me at least 30 times in a row, each one landing perfectly on target. I was screaming, begging her to stop, but she just laughed and said You said you liked it, right ?

By the time she finally stopped, I was slumped against the wall, completely broken. I looked down at my pants, and I couldn't believe what I saw. My balls were already turning a deep, angry purple. The skin was stretched tight and bruised so badly it looked like they were going to burst. I couldn't walk for three days after that; I had to limping everywhere.

I did a bad thing, and it has caught up with me. In spades. I made my stepsister, Lisa, blow me to use my car. I shouldn't have done it, but it was so good. She's pretty hot, and she gives amazing blowjobs. I took advantage of her and made her angry, and now she's turned the tables. She did it by using my weakness: my balls.

I tried to get my keys back from her yesterday, and she grabbed me by the balls. She kneed me in the balls until I fell to the floor, when I got back up, she did it again until I orgasmed. It was insane, both hot and scary, but mostly painful. After that fiasco, I was nervous about asking her to use my own car. I needed to drive to work for the day, so I had to ask. I screwed up my courage and went to her room.

"Hi Lisa," I began nervously as I walked in. "I ... uh ... need to use the car today. Can I?"

Lisa was sitting at her desk, facing away from me. She turned around and faced me, she sat in a tank top and pantes. Her big breasts filled out the tank top nicely. She's evil, but she is hot too.

"What do you need it for?"

"I have to drive to work."

"Interesting, I guess you really do need it."

I looked at her and tried to appear humble. I didn't want my balls abused anymore, it's not just painful. It's humliating to have my younger stepsister own me like that.

"Remember how you used to make me blow you to use the car?"

"Uh ... yes."

"I remember it too. Take off your clothes."

I didn't know where this was going, but I didn't have much choice. I didn't argue with her, I just stripped. I had an erection, I'm not exactly sure why. I was nervous, but I was excited too. Lisa looked good in her tank top and panties, maybe that was getting me hard.

I stood in front of her, naked and embarrassed. My hard cock pointing at her, my balls hanging and exposed. Lisa slowly spread her legs, she pulled her panties to one side and slid her pussy to the end of the chair.

"Eat my pussy, I might let you use the car if you do a good job."

Fuck. She had turned it around completely. I used to make her blow me, now she's making me eat her. How did this happen? I lost control of things, but at the same time, I wanted to eat her pussy. The pink lips called to me, I could barely wait. I knelt in front of her and leaned in. I ran my tongue along the lips of her pussy, then I pushed it onto her clit.

"Ohhhh," she moaned quietly. I began rhythmically licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. She squirmed and moved her pussy closer to the edge of the chair. She put her hands on my head and pulled me into her pussy. I licked her faster and put more pressure on her clit. She moaned louder, then her legs wrapped around my head as she pulled me into her pussy.

"FUCK!" she moaned. Her pussy covered my face in her juices as she began orgasming. "OHHHH FUCK!" I could barely get a breath with her legs around my head and her hands pulling me close into her, but it was amazing too. Who knew Lisa would cum so hard, it was really hot and sexy watching her get off like that.

She held me close until she was done, then she pushed me away. I sat on my knees in front of her while she gathered herself. She pushed her panties back in place and looked at me on the floor.

"Fuck Matt, I had no idea you could do that."

"I felt like that when you blew me."

She looked down at me, my hard cock with a small drip of precum glistening on the tip.

"Move in closer," she said. I did. She pushed her foot between my legs. She gently kicked at my cock and balls, they swung around as she toyed with them. Then she pushed her foot into them, rubbing them together. Just enough pain to make me nervous, but mostly, it felt amazing. Just fucking amazing. I looked up at her big tits, her strong legs, and pretty face. I was so fucking hot, I had to release.

"FUCK!" I moaned as my cock began spurting cum onto her leg. I pulled her foot into my cock and balls, and I fucked her foot. Cum blasted from my cock as I released all over her. More and more cum, until I finally finished emptying my balls.

She pulled her foot back, stood up, and reached into her desk. She pulled out my car keys and tossed them to me.

"I want those keys back by dinner."

"Will do."

This story starts at the least sexy time of the month: my gf's period. She's normally less horny the week before her period and then she starts to get horny again near the end of it. On this day, she had told me there would be no access to her pussy because her flow was too heavy but she was feeling horny.

She started by using a toy and telling me to enjoy myself whilst she enjoys herself. It was so hot hearing her moans from using her toy that I was wanting more than just my hand. When I could tell she was really getting into it, I sat up and moved my dick towards her mouth. There was no hesitation, she put it straight in her mouth and started moaning even more. When she would get close to cumming, she'd pull me in until I felt myself sliding down her throat, then she'd hold me there until she had cum and ease off again. Needless to say, it was incredible.

After a few rounds of that, she said she was done but wanted to help me have a satisfying ending. She said this with a cheeky look in her eye, and my horny brain was up for anything haha!

She pushed me onto my back and put her feet on my face, pinning my head to the bed and blocking my view of her. She told me I would need to use my own hand to finish as her hands would be busy. I didn't know what she meant but I wasn't really thinking much at this point so I did what I was told.

Then I feel one of her hands squeeze the top of my balls tightly so that they were pushed down, away from my dick. She knows I like her to play with my balls so I thought that's what was happening, until I felt the first little tap from her other hand. The pain sent shivers through my body and I could feel my dick throb with pleasure. All I could do was moan in approval and I heard her giggle a little.

Then came the second tap. Definitely harder than the first but not quite a slap yet. Then soon after a third, but time I would describe it as a soft slap, more than the previous taps.

If I had been in a clear state of mind, I might have asked her what she was doing or tried to object a little. But since I had just had a blowjob that had me on the edge of orgasm for about 15 minutes and now I couldn't move or see because her feet were pinning my face down, all I could moan was, "harder".

When she wants to be, she is a very obedient woman and that night, she did exactly what I asked for and started slapping harder. And harder. And harder. She was slapping about every 20 to 30 seconds and each time was getting a little harder. I had no thoughts, I just knew I needed this turned up to the max.

I managed to catch my breath and say, "babe, I need you to hit as hard as you can hit, as often as you c..." But I didn't manage to finish what I was saying because she pushed her toes into my mouth.

"No talking. I'm going to beat the cum out of you". I could hear from her voice how much she was enjoying the complete control. It turned me on so much, all I could do was put my head back and suck her toes while she slapped my balls as hard as she physically could again and again and again.

I have no idea how long I lasted, but I wish I had lasted longer. It was one of the hottest things I've ever experienced. I came so hard, a little bit of it landed on her foot, which was still on my face. She made me lick it off, the she gave me balls a kiss, called me a good boy and told me to go and get cleaned up.

So my uncle owned a gym down south in Alabama. It wasn’t anything crazy but he had around 4000sq feet to work with. Half of the gym consisted of weights and cardio equipment, and the other half was boxing equipment and a boxing ring in the back corner of the gym. His clientele was mostly people who wanted to learn to box/train. It was coed but I’d say 90% of the people were dudes. There was one girl in particular that caught me eye. She looked so outta place in my uncles gym. Most of the people there were red necky people who looked like they came from a pretty rough household. Vicki on the other hand, looked like she grew up in the suburbs and her biggest problem was what outfit she wanted to pick out for the day. Even her boxing attire/gear was pretty top of the line stuff. I myself was a former boxer and still loved to train in my uncles gym. I would see Vicki there almost everyday and she looked like she had some pretty good skills. One day I finally manned up and went over to talk to her. I asked her if she was planning on fighting professionally but she said she mostly liked training for the workout and to learn how to protect herself. She didn’t really have any interest in pursuing a career out of it. After talking for about 20 minutes I told her if she ever wanted me to teach her a thing or two in the ring, don’t hesitate to ask. This got an immediate response out of her and she asked if I could spare with her. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do that and she said yes. So I went to put on my gear and we stepped in the ring. She ended up being way faster than I thought she was. She actually hit me with some pretty hard shots but one body shot to the liver her had her calling it quits. I felt bad because I saw how much pain she was in but she kept insisting it was fine. I tried helping her but she seemed to get annoyed the more I tried to help so I just backed off. I’m not gonna lie this it turned me on quite a bit seeing her react that way. Vicki who was around 5’3 (I’m 5’11) strawberry blonde hair, big ass, pretty small tits, didn’t stand a chance against me. Even though she hit me pretty clean, she really didn’t do any damage to me. She ended up sitting on the bench for about an hour deep in her thoughts. It was almost closing time and she was the last one in the gym. As I began to lock up I felt her touch me on my shoulder. She asked me if we could spare one more time. I told her it was really late and I was closing up so maybe another time. She refused to take no as an answer and insisted we spare again. I got a little annoyed and told her that there was no point and that it was just gonna end up the same way the first one did. She said she didn’t care and told me to get in the ring.

At this point I felt like I had no choice. I figured she was never going to leave unless I spared her. Being that I wanted to just get it over with, I didn’t put on my full gear but instead, just throw on some gloves and thought to myself I’d just make it quick. Upon stepping into the ring, I noticed she had a crazy look on her eyes. It was more so cute than scary because I felt like she had to chance of winning. I rung the bell and we engaged in the middle of the ring. She hit me with a couple of good body shots before I stroke her with a right hooks that sent her stumbling backwards. Still this wasn’t enough to stop her from pushing forward. Her hands were really fast and she ended up landing a good shot to my ribs which sent me moving backwards were she pinned me against the corner. Fearing she would land another blow like that, I knew I had to end it soon and planned on doing so with an upper cut. Even though she still had me pinned in the corner I was able to land 2 left hooks to her body before hitting her with a right hook across her temple. Instead of falling down she leaned on me and clinched with me. She hooked both of her arms under my armpits and just before I could push her off to throw another hook, I felt a sharp pain inbetween my legs. She drove her knee directly between my legs nailing me in both balls. The worst part was that she was still holding me up by leaning my body into the turn buckle while both her arms were still under my armpits pits. She ended up sending 3 more knees before she let go and watched me collapse to the floor. As I laid on the floor moaning in complete agony, she began to take her gloves and helmet gear off. I felt helpless just staring at her as she casually continued to take off her gear. Once she took her shoes off she walked back over to me and kneeled infront of me. She apologized and said she just wanted to know if she could drop a man if she got into an altercation on the streets. I could tell she genuinely felt really bad but she was also about to be in for a big surprise. What Vicki didn’t know is that I was extremely into Ballbusting and Cbt and what she just did to me had been one of my biggest fantasy’s. But if I’m being completely honest, I never thought that girl that would be doing this to me would be so hot. Her southern accent made it 10 times hotter as well. When I finally came to, I told her it was perfectly fine. This caught her by surprise and she let out a “y’all ready ain’t made at me for kneeing you in the family jewels?” I responded saying by saying “no. In fact, I hope this isn’t weird or anything, but I like getting hit there”. I wish I could describe her face when I said that. It was like a mixture of pure joy, happiness, and excitement. “Oh you one of them fellas that loves getting hit in your dick? Like it turns you on and gives you a boner?” I nodded my head yes. “Dang I always wondered how yall can get a boner from getting hit in ya testes. Like does the pain give you pleasure or is it just the action itself?” I told her it was a little of both at least for me. When I finally stood up I noticed she couldn’t stop looking down at my dick. She asked if I was hard right now and I told her a little bit but not fully. I asked her if she wanted to practice some more on me. Maybe she could practice some self defense and aiming to help her incase she needed to use some of her techniques. Again her face screamed of happiness and she replied “let’s get it going then” she said she wanted to practice her back kicks first so she wanted me to sneak up behind her and try forcing her down from behind. It took her a couple tries but by the 3rd attempt, she sent the heel of her foot full force connecting with my left nut directly. I let out a gasp before dropping to my knees. She jumped up and clapped with happiness screaming “did I get ya?” In a very high pitched voice I confirmed saying yes. She kept jumping in excitement screaming “again again” so I got up before I had even fully recovered and went again. This time she nailed both balls equally. She could feel the impact this time, as she cheered with joy again. This time after I fell to my knees without warning she launched her foot inbetween my legs nailing my right nut with her big toe. This send me straight to the floor covering up while I weeped in pain. My moans made her laugh harder in harder knowing how much pain I was in. I felt blood rushing down into my dick at a rapid pace. The pain along with the humiliation had me stiff within seconds. I used to the ropes to help myself back up with every ounce of strength I had left. Seeing this 5’3 smoking hot girl enjoying it so much gave me the courage to pull down my shorts and boxers letting my dick pop out fully exposed. She couldn’t believe how hard I was. My dick was pointing straight up giving her clear vision of both my balls. She noticed a discoloration on my right nut. It was purple and twice the size of my left nut. She went to go grab my right nut with her hand and said “dang I got you pretty good on this one huh” she said as she squeeze it very sensually. I told her that’s the one she hit with her toe kick. She started to take off her socks for better drip and asked if we can role play sparring. She said she only wanted to throw dick kicks and that all I was allowed to do was try and get out of the way. I thought that sounded super hot and before I could even answer my dick began flailing around. She saw it all going down and laughed and said “I’ll take your cock jumping around as a yes” before getting into her stance. She made a quite sound with her mouth making a ding ding noise insinuating the start of the round. She had the biggest smile and grin on her face as she began to press forward. Her first three kicks missed but each one got closer and closer. She made sure I was aware by saying “ouu that one almost gotcha” after every kick. Her forth kick landed flush sending my dick swaying back and forth like a door stopper. This felt amazing and I started to feel the precum dripping out. After a couple more misses, she threw an up kick right down the center. I didn’t expect it at all but her big toe grazed me from the base of my dick all the way up to the head of my penis. This send my dick into a ricochet causing my dick to slap me on the stomach before coming straight down and my dick smacking against my already swollen testicles. This kick floored me down to my knees. Vicki was so happy watching me go down once more. As I held my balls trying to nurse them, I noticed a little bit of blood dripping from the tip of my penis. I guess when she threw that front kick, her toe cut the tip of my penis. When she saw this she went crazy. She asked me how the hell was I still so hard after the beating I just took along with actually being busted open. I told her I was loving every seconds of it. At this point she was so horny she went to grab a towel and clean my dick from the cut just under the head of my penis. Was it was all clean, she latched onto my dick with her mouth and began giving me some sloppy head. After about 5 minutes, she started to take off her cloths. I could tell by the shade of her panties she was extremely wet. The moment she slipped my dick inside of her, I felt like animal unleashed. I picked her up and pinned her against the turn buckle. It was the perfect angle I needed for leverage to start pounding her. You’d be surprised how loud an empty gym sounds when no other noise is happening. Each time I thrusted inside her pussy, a loud echo surrounded the room. The only thing that got louder was her moans once she was close to orgasm. Luckily it didn’t take long since she was already soaking wet from the Ballbusting. Within 3 minutes, her body began to shake as she lost all control. Just as she began to come down from it, she started to feel all my cum unload inside of her. This caused her to go stiff again before her left leg started to shake uncontrollably. She latched onto to me hugging me as hard as she can while I continued to pump more and more cum in her. Once I was finally finished, I dropped her on the Matt of the ring and left her lying there for a good 10 minutes while I changed back into my clothes. When she finally came to, she put her dirty clothes back on before giving me a big smooch and asked “so does this like make us boyfriend and girlfriend cause I definitely wanna keep this goin” she said as she scooped both my balls with her hand. I told her I might need a day or two to recover but I myself would like to keep it going.

PART 2 COMING SOON

CRASH!

The wooden door shatters, and a man is sent flying into the wall. Nyx walks up to him and stomps on his groin five times, knocking him unconscious from the impact, unaware that when he woke up, he would discover he no longer had any magic, nor any chance of having children.

Nyx glances to the side and sees Eliza sitting on a staircase, a man kneeling in front of her with his hands over his groin, begging.

"No, please, no, no!"

The man cries.

"Oh, Nyx! Took you long enough to get here! Look at this, these guys don’t have any magical protection at all. I mean, when was the last time you managed to use one of these voodoos on someone? I think mages develop enough magical resistance to stop a spell like this in their very first week of class haha!"

There are two glowing golden spheres in Eliza’s hands, and she rolls them around like baoding balls. These spheres are an extremely simple voodoo spell. Voodoos create a hyper realistic connection with the target’s testicles. Anything done to the spheres happens to the man’s balls as well. And the detail is, once the spell is cast, it can never be undone. That means the witch keeps possession of the man’s balls for the rest of his life. Well, that is, unless the witch loses those balls to another woman, or destroys them. The downside of the spell is that once testicular mana starts circulating through the body, meaning the mage casts his first spell, the testicles develop a sort of barrier against this type of magic.

"54," Nyx says while staring firmly at Eliza.

"Uhhhh, as expected from you huh?" Eliza replies sarcastically.

"Well then, in that case..."

Eliza places one of the balls into her mouth.

The man freezes as he feels her tongue against what seems to be his left testicle.

"No, no!"

She simply swallows the sphere.

The man stares in disbelief as he watches the orb slide deep down Eliza’s throat.

"54, and..."

She grabs the other sphere and swallows it whole as well.

"55... uff... Good thing I’ve got a good throat... Anyway, it’ll take a little while for them to digest, but I think we can already count those points, considering those balls are doomed, right?"

Eliza stands up, leaving the man staring at her as she walks away from him. His eyes drift under her skirt to admire her ass. He would have enjoyed the view, if that same woman hadn’t just eaten his testicles.

"Shall we?"

Eliza points at a door.

Nyx scoffs at being only one point behind and opens it.

Behind the door was a luxurious room filled with windows. A man sat in a chair, with a neatly groomed brown beard and finely cut hair starting to show a few white strands, though he was still young.

To his left stood a gigantic man, a mountain of muscles. He wore specialized gloves and a hood that concealed his face. Despite lacking a hat, he was clearly a mage. Besides that, his outfit was almost nonexistent beneath the cloak. He wore only black briefs, making it very obvious that he was a "powerful mage."

To his right stood a woman. She looked fairly young, with medium length black hair streaked with several yellow highlights. Her eyes were caramel yellow. She wore a tight leather bodysuit along with pantyhose that made her legs look comfortably sexy. She rubbed the fingers of one hand together, releasing a faint yellow smoke. Her breasts were medium to large, bigger than Esmeralda’s, though smaller than Nyx’s.

The moment the two entered the room, the witch standing beside the man dashed toward Nyx and Eliza.

"Idiot! No!"

The man shouted.

Eliza extended her hand, releasing a powerful blast of air. The woman was hurled toward a window, which shattered as she crashed through it and fell from the building.

The man in the chair placed a hand over his face.

"Ugh... idiot... I warned her... Well, where are my manners, right? Welcome to the City Hall of Soulsquer! My name is Trocroco."

The man spoke with a heavy accent, one the two women actually found a little sexy.

"From what I’ve seen, you two made quite a mess of my security huh... Though I must say, most of those soldiers weren’t even properly trained. My real protection is right here in front of you."

He says while filling a wine glass on the table.

"Care for some?"

The two women do not respond.

"Huh... I can already tell you’re not here for conversation. Fine then, I’ll keep it brief. You have two choices. Either you go through with this fight and get torn apart by Yogo... or you apologize for all the trouble you caused and... hmn... you there with the white hair, your breasts are pretty big and juicy. If you make me cum with them, I’ll forgive everything you’ve done."

The two women looked at the man in disgust.

"Ughn... Despite his nerve, we can’t crush his balls yet. I need them intact for the plan. In that case..."

Eliza looks at the mountain of muscles beside Trocroco.

"That man’s balls will decide our bet!"

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"Hey, Lillith!"

"Huh? Ah! Hi, Miss Aveline!"

"Uh, miss? Come on, we’re practically the same age... Anyway, Armand told me you were worried about training, powers, and stuff, so he asked me to help you with that."

"Huh? Aghr... that damn busybody. It’s nothing, Aveline. I was just training and some idiot came to bother me, now he thinks I’m desperate or something."

"Haha, relax, relax. Come on, I came here to teach you a simple spell for quick assistance. Learning a new spell is always good!"

"Uh... alright..."

"Come on girl, you’re gonna like this."

Lillith started noticing the attention of several men shifting toward her, or rather, toward Aveline. Since she was a police officer, Aveline had an athletic body, and her large breasts gave her the perfect hourglass figure in the eyes of many men. Not to mention that military uniform was a huge fetish for a lot of people.

"Ehrgn... okay, okay, I accept."

"Good! Armand told me you were training a connection between electricity and wind magic, right?"

"Mhm..."

"Well... did you know the police have a specialized spell? Not only that, but it’s specifically a combination of wind and electric magic!"

"Huh? Really?"

Lillith finally seemed a little more interested.

"Exactly! We call it the Incapacitator! It’s a super simple spell, perfect for people just starting with these kinds of magical ‘mixes.’"

Aveline forms a finger gun with her hand.

"The concept is simple. It fires a burst of air infused with electric magic. The air pressure itself is strong, it feels like getting punched by a professional fighter! Like this here."

Aveline points at a training dummy and fires a blast of air.

"TUFF!"

Despite being extremely heavy, the dummy flies several meters before crashing to the floor.

"Right..."

That didn’t impress Lillith much. After all, she had already seen Armand use gravitational powers capable of shattering someone’s bones.

"But here’s the thing. We police officers don’t want to kill people, we want to incapacitate them! That’s why the spell has that name haha. So the next step is concentrating electric magic at the tip of my finger, but without letting it escape."

She forms the finger gun again.

"Remember..."

A tiny spark crackles from her fingertip.

"If sparks are leaking out, it means it’s not concentrated enough!"

The sparks stop. Aveline points at another test dummy and fires.

"THUFF!"

Again, the dummy collapses from the impact.

"The difference between this shot and the other one is that now I have a mana line connecting me to the target dummy, and I can use that mana thread to activate the electric magic whenever I want!"

As soon as she says that, sparks begin erupting from the spot where the dummy was hit.

"And I can stop it whenever I want too."

The sparks cease.

"I could reactivate it again, turn it off again, or even apply the shock continuously until the electric magic runs out, which is... about five to seven minutes after firing."

"Uhhh... interesting, but... how effective is that in combat?"

"Oh! Very! It barely consumes mana, so you can just keep firing everywhere haha."

"Hmmm."

"Well, we use it for lots of things. Arresting criminals, raiding criminal properties, but my favorite is crowd control. Like... there was this one day where people in the city were protesting. I dunno, it was some men talking about ‘testicular rights’ and abuse or whatever, all that nonsense men complain about, you know?"

"Classic... what idiots."

"Right? Anyway, we got called in to stop it. It was me and two other girls, don’t know them very well, but they’re good officers. There were what... forty guys? We showed up and told them to stop. They didn’t. Started yelling insults... well... bang, bang, bang... the smell of fried testicles was everywhere! haha... Female officers have pretty sharp aim when it comes to targeting balls haha."

Lillith’s eyes sparkled at that sentence.

"By the way, enjoying the view, boy?"

Aveline says while turning toward a student who had completely stopped what he was doing just to admire her body.

"Seriously, what happened to this school? The principal gets kidnapped and suddenly the women become paintings for men to stare at? I think it’s time to send these boys a message. Nothing like a little... demonstration!"

She points her finger at him, or more specifically, at his crotch.

"Bang!"

"Ugh!"

The boy falls backward from the force, curling forward.

"Well Lillith... you asked how good it was... I can say that now he’s under my control, and I decide when his little babies stay at peace... or... when the storm arrives!"

"AAAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAAAA MY BALLS, MY BALLS!"

The crackling sound of electricity continues between the student’s legs.

The sound of men screaming about their balls had become normal in that gym over the past few days. Armand simply walks past the scene and says,

"Aveline."

"Sorry! hihi..."

Aveline stops the shock and turns her attention back to teaching Lillith.

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"So... we’re not going in?..."

Geldrad asks while sitting against the wooden door.

"Eliza and Nyx are already enough. We’d probably just get in the way. And for some reason Eliza told us to stay here. I don’t know why, but if we value our lives, we should respect that."

Torne says while holding the magical rope tied around Seraphina.

"Uhn... you really do everything she says without questioning it, huh?"

"You haven’t suffered enough at her hands to know that’s the bare minimum in a relationship with Eliza?"

"Uhn... whatever..."

Geldrad looks upward, then at Seraphina.

"Damn... I didn’t notice before. Hers look just as big as Eliza’s..."

Torne doesn’t answer.

"Actually... maybe Eliza’s are a little bigger? Maybe firmer? Dunno."

"Dude, are you trying to die?"

Torne asks irritably.

"Relax, relax, I’m just trying to break the ice a little..."

Seraphina rolls her eyes at the conversation.

Suddenly,

"CRASH!!!"

Glass shards scatter everywhere as a witch with black hair and yellow streaks comes flying out of a window, crashing down in front of them.

About three seconds of silence follow.

"Ehn........"

Geldrad lets out awkwardly.

The witch gets up, slightly dazed, but the moment she sees the two mages she quickly backs away and takes a combat stance.

"NOW THIS IS MORE LIKE IT! A LITTLE ACTION!"

Geldrad shouts while jumping to his feet.

Torne also hurries back a little. Fighting while keeping hold of Seraphina would be difficult.

"Hey little witch, you’re actually pretty cute huh, those highlights in your hair are charming as hell!"

Geldrad says cheerfully.

Seraphina stares at the witch’s face. She’s young!...

"GIRL, THIS IS DANGEROUS, RUN NOW!"

Shit, shit... they’re going to kill her! Seraphina thought desperately.

"UGH!"

"Shut your mouth!"

Torne kicks Seraphina down onto the floor.

"Come at me!"

Geldrad shouts while charging forward himself. The girl dodges one of his attacks, her legs wrapping around his arm. Then she scrapes a finger across the crotch of his pants before jumping away.

Confused, Geldrad backs off as well, getting back up.

But then he starts feeling a cooler breeze below his waist.

Seraphina notices two orbs that had once been ""safely"" hidden inside his pants now hanging freely in the air. The crotch area of Geldrad’s pants was dissolving, a liquid corroding the fabric.

What the hell is this?! Get it off, get it off me!

He slaps at his pants until they stop dissolving, but by then his balls were already exposed for everyone to see.

"What the hell is this?!"

He looks ahead and sees the witch smiling at him.

"Tap... tap... tap..."

He looks down at her feet. The pointed tip of her high heel taps against the ground. The heel itself is thin and silver, decorated with a stylized symbol of two balls crossed out with an X.

"Ah... man... another psychopath that goes after balls?!"

The witch smiles at him, and another battle is about to begin!

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Hey everyone! Thank you so much for reading! So... I wanted to ask you guys something! Back at the beginning, a lot of people complained about some characters’ personalities. I did my best to improve that and make them better! So I’d like to know from you guys, who are your favorite characters? And why? Also, what scenes did you enjoy the most in the entire series, and is there anything you’d like to see happen more often that already happened before? I want to hear your reviews! And don’t worry about comment length, I absolutely love your long comments!!! Also, sorry if Aveline’s part wasn’t very good... or felt rushed... I didn’t like that section very much myself, but I really wanted to introduce this spell...

My step sis completely Ruins my life because of her ballbusting but I Dont do anything against IT because one Part of me Likes It. She owns me and Kicks me daily and also nonstop for really Long Periods of time its so brutal. Maybe I'll be getting permanent damage

Tags: Gay CBT, male-male.

Hey, everyone. This is a true story from when I was younger.

When I was 23, I briefly dated a 21-year-old named Mikey that was just as into ballbusting as I was. He was a beautiful, blonde-haired, blue-eyed shy little angel, standing about 5’9” so a bit shorter than me. He had a nice build, not too scrawny but not too muscular either. He was such a cute guy, sometimes I just wanted to squeeze him.

It seemed like a perfect fit at first. Mikey loved being busted and I loved doing the busting. He was 100% a bottom and I was 100% a top. Less than two weeks into our relationship, he had a key to my place and we were texting each other constantly. My manager at work would yell at me sometimes because I was always pulling out my flip phone and texting. I tried to be discreet about it, but back then, it was hard to send a text message quickly. In order to send something as simple as “Hey sexy” on my LG flip phone, I had to type “4433999 77773399999.” Texting was a real pain in the ass back then.

Anyway, this brief story is about a specific night and morning that are etched deeply in my memory because it was one of the first times I ever busted a guy pretty hard.

I had gotten home at just past midnight after a ten hour shift of stocking shelves, among other menial tasks. I was exhausted but also horny, and so I was sad when I did not see Mikey’s car in front of my place. More often than not, I’d find him in my place after work, waiting for me. He worked very early mornings at Starbucks, whereas I usually worked until at least midnight or 1 a.m.

Without even turning on any lights, I took an invigorating hot shower and then walked naked into my bedroom. As I climbed into bed, I got jump scared when I felt another person’s body under the covers with me.

“Mikey?” I asked.

He stirred in the darkness, mumbling himself awake. I rubbed my hand on his stomach, pleased that he was there after thinking that he wasn’t.

“I didn’t see your car,” I whispered.

“No parking out there earlier,” he mumbled. “Had to park down the street.”

I felt his hands trying to find me in the dark, pulling me in so we could start kissing. I moved my hand to his boxer shorts and rubbed between his legs until he reached his full hardness down there, about 6 inches worth.

I pulled the covers away, pulled down his boxer shorts, and tossed them over my shoulder. We continued kissing. I ran my hand along his inner thigh until my fingers found his balls. Whereas I had large, hairy, low hanging balls, Mikey’s were on the smaller side, mostly smooth, and clung tightly to his body at all times. They felt like firm grapes tucked neatly between his thighs.

I slapped them and he moaned. We kept kissing, and I slapped them several more times. His body jolted with every little slap until we both started to laugh at his reaction to it.

I rolled on top of him. He wrapped his legs around my lower body. I kissed him, sometimes sliding my tongue inside of his mouth. Reaching down between our bodies, I held his balls and slowly squeezed them and un-squeezed them until we were both horny enough to be leaking.

“Fuck me from behind,” he whispered, pushing me away.

“We need a towel,” I said.

I went to the bathroom to get us a bath towel. On my way back, I left the hallway light on so that we would at least have a little bit of light in the bedroom. I stayed as hard as a rock while Mikey got onto all fours and I placed the towel underneath him.

I lubed up my cock with a little bit of Astroglide and climbed into bed, kneeling between Mikey’s legs. With his hip in my left hand and my cock in my right hand, he let out a long, moaning sigh as I leaned forward and pushed myself all of the way inside of him.

I started thrusting—slowly and gently at first, then faster and harder. Eventually, I could hear my hips clapping against him. I reached around with both hands. My right hand still had some lube on it, so I used that one to stroke his cock, which felt just as hard as marble. With my left hand, I began to firmly and repeatedly slap his balls—keeping the same tempo for both the ball slapping and my hip thrusting.

He moaned pretty loudly when the ball slaps started, and within just a few short minutes, he let out his little “happy scream” and started nutting all over my navy blue bath towel.

“Well, that was quick,” I teased.

He pulled away from me. I shuddered from the tickle as my tip came out of him. He flipped onto his back and I leaned over on all fours and started kissing him. He stroked my cock with his right hand and rubbed my balls with the fingers of his left hand. About five or six minutes later, I nutted all over his chest and stomach.

I took my second shower of the night and Mikey joined me. Then we went straight back to bed. Mikey usually got up at 4 a.m. for work because Starbucks opened at 5 a.m. By 4:15 in the morning, I was half awake and half asleep, vaguely aware of Mikey getting ready for work. Despite shooting my wad just a few hours earlier, I felt intensely horny as I watched my naked little angel stepping into his boxer briefs and then into his tight little blue jeans.

Just as he was about to leave for work, I got out of bed and embraced him from behind, wrapping my arms around him. My closet door was mirrored—I watched him close his eyes and moan quietly while I rubbed his chest with one hand and rubbed the front of his jeans with the other. I kissed and nibbled on the side of his neck and could feel his penis pulsing and lengthening beneath the palm of my hand. I turned him around and pushed him up against the wall of my bedroom, kissing him deeply.

“Spread your legs for me,” I whispered.

He parted his legs, just slightly. I pinned him to the wall with my left hand on his right shoulder and my right hand gently squeezing his neck.

I slid my hand down his stomach, underneath his jeans and underneath his boxer briefs, and I moved his hard little cock up and over so it would be out of my way. When I pulled my hand out of his jeans, my fingers were slippery with the precum that had leaked out of him.

I brought my knee up between his legs, not too hard, but enough to make him shudder. I brought it up again, a little harder, and could see his cock throbbing against his denim. I increased the speed even more for the third knee, and made him grunt from it. The fourth knee was harder still, making him gasp.

I have to say, busting a guy’s naked balls is fun, but if I’m being honest, I strongly prefer busting a guy in a pair of jeans. You see, realistically, most men, even the ones that are into being busted, can only handle light slaps on their bare balls. But when you’ve got a guy in a pair of jeans, the clothing absorbs a lot of the impact, so you can hit him a LOT harder, which I find way more satisfying.

My fifth knee up into Mikey’s jeans / balls was brutally hard. His knees came together and he let out a real gasp of pain and started sliding down the wall. I gave him a few kisses while he caught his breath.

“I want you thinking about me all day long while you’re at work,” I said. “Will I see you tonight when I get home from work?”

“Fuck yes,” he said, holding his crotch. “Fuck, I am so horny now.”

Hours and hours later, he texted me from work, telling me how horny he still was, that he couldn’t stop thinking about me, that he could still feel my knee between his legs. We had incredible sex that night as well.

Over time, the relationship turned toxic and fell apart. Mikey became clingy and jealous, and I was admittedly not always as kind to him as I should have been. Sometimes I just wanted to have a night out with friends, without his presence, and he would be sulky and mad about it. Other times, he would join us, but would be moody and pouty that I wasn’t giving him all the attention. Every time I spoke to another guy, he seemed threatened by it. We didn’t have the same sense of humor, didn’t enjoy the same types of activities, didn’t have the same political beliefs either. All in all, the whole thing only lasted a single summer, not even. He cried and cried the day I broke up with him. Years and years later, I’m surprised we never run into each other. In spite of it not ending very well, I do cherish the memory of two young guys experimenting, figuring out their sexuality together, and having an extremely fun time while it lasted. I hope he is doing well for himself.

Anyway, I hope that you enjoyed my story.

A link to all my Mortal Kombat stories including the newest chapter featuring Mileena and Scorpion.

Warning! Contains injury, castration and some M/M content.

Chapter I https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/j8jgtBZWaB

Chapter II https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/UbWraS5Ele

Chapter III https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/ZRg989pbqu

Chapter IV https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/XbHs7m3yzd

Chapter V https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/nl4JSWP83H

Chapter VI https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/IJ8jkyx6pX

Chapter VII https://www.reddit.com/u/RedWolfmann/s/pWH8bgrFro

Leave a comment if you enjoyed them, or send me a message.

who here has been ballbusted by a family member/relative and who has done it to one?

To begin with, this story takes place a couple of years back at my grandma's house out in the country. Me, my mom, and my sister go there every summer for about a week or two to visit her and the rest of the family. Because space is tight, my sister and I always have to share a double bed.

What we would do to pass the time is lay opposite from each other in bed, and for some reason, we got into this habit of wrestling and fighting using only our legs and feet. What she would do is use her strength to trap both of my legs so I couldn't move away, and then she would aggressively grind and press both of her feet right into my groin. To make it worse, she would pull my legs toward her side so my pelvic area would get even more crushed and pinned under her feet.

She would keep pulling my legs and digging her feet even deeper into my crotch, keeping up the pressure even after I would yell out and tap out. Honestly, even though it hurt, it was such an intense rush that I continued taking part in it, and I remember this happening about 4 to 8 times during that 15-day visit. After that specific summer she didn't do that exact wrestling game again, but she has caught me off guard and busted me in the groin a couple of other times since then.

If you have any questions feel free to ask me either here or in dms

My stepsister Lisa took my car last night. She grabbed me by the balls and forced me to give her my keys. It was a bitch move, but I have to admit that I was a dick to her in the past. I used to make her give me blowjobs to borrow my car, now she's turned the tables.

The thing is, she didn't even give me my keys back after she finished using my car. I'm getting annoyed. It is my fucking car. I need to do something about this, but I'm not sure what. I decided to confront her and demand my keys back, so I walked into her room, where she was lying on her bed and looking at her computer.

"Where are my keys?"

"They're around, I'm keeping them for now."

"It's my car, I want them back."

"I don't want to give them back. Don't make me bust your balls again."

I realized right then, as long as she had me by the balls, I was fucked. There was only one thing to do, I had to tough it out. I had to take the pain and force her to give me back my keys.

"It's my car, give me my fucking keys."

I stood motionless as she stepped towards me, her hand shot between my legs and she quickly found my balls. She squeezed them through my pants. As I doubled over in pain, she quickly undid my pants and yanked them down around my ankles, then re-grabbed my balls. She pushed her fingers into them.

I tried not to make a sound, I desperately wanted to tough it out. I grabbed her arm and roughly squeezed it, pushing my fingers into a tender spot on her upper arm.

"Get your hands off me, or I'll pop your fucking balls." She squeezed my balls harder than I thought possible. The pain was searing, and I quickly let go of her arm.

"That's better," she said angrily. "Here is how it's going to be. I'll let you use the car when I don't need it. You can ask me nicely for the keys."

"But ... " I tried to argue, but her fingers mashed my nuts flat. I gasped for air.

"No buts."

"You can't ..."

She turned towards me and drove her knee between my legs. Hard. I fell forward into her, holding her arms to stop from falling. My face ended up between her breasts.

"But ..."

Another knee to the balls. I held onto her tightly, my face buried in her big, soft tits. My cock and balls flopped around as her knee again smashed into my nuts.

"Lisa!" I groaned. The sound of her knee hitting my balls was a dull thud that echoed through her room. "MY BALLS!" I groaned. My hands slipped from her arms to her breasts, and I pushed them together into my face. I buried my face into her cleavage as her knee again hit my balls.

"I'M ... CUMMING!" I moaned as my cock began throbbing and shooting cum on Lisa's leg. Her knee pushed into my cock and balls. It felt incredible.

"You're cumming again! What a fucking pervert." Lisa pulled her leg back and drove it hard into my balls, once again I fell to the floor and cupped my balls. My cock continued to throb and shoot cum everywhere. I made a puddle on the carpet in her room as I finished draining my balls.

"Get out of my room, you sicko." She kicked at me, hitting the hand that was cupping my balls. I cowered and tried to turn away from her. I got up on my hands and knees and then slowly managed to get to my feet. I walked out of her room like Quasimoto.

I made it back to my room, and it struck me: Not only did I not get my car keys back, but I was completely dominated by Lisa. What a fucking mess.

Still ... it was a pretty good orgasm ...

everyone is 18+

To begin with, this story takes place a couple of years back at my grandma's village. Me, my dad and sister go there every summer for about a week or two to see her and other relatives however there me and my sister have to share a double bed.

What we would do is lay opposite from each other and for some reason we would like to wrestle and fight using only kicks. What she would do is grab both my legs so I couldn't leave and then push both of her feet into my balls as she would also pull my legs to her side so my balls would get even more crushed under her feet.

She would keep pulling my legs to her side and pushing her feet even deeper in my balls even after I would tap out. Although I continued taking part in that as I remember this happening 4-8 times during a 15-day visit to my grandma. After that summer she didn't do that again but has busted me a couple of other times

If you have any questions feel free to ask me either here or in dms

who here has been ballbusted by a family member/relative and who has done it to one?