Perverts 'R' Us

CBT Gala: Series I

By Perverse Verberations ( F+/f+/m/b, cbt, cons, F/dom, hum, inc, nc, SM/BD )

Note: All people and events in these stories are entirely fictitious. Send Feedback to: perverse_verberations@hotmail.com

AVANI****

I'm sitting in a recliner with my girlfriend Avani. We have the television on but we're not really watching it. Matter of face, I think we're both rather interested in doing something more with one another but are to uncertain just what. I'm the shy one and she's the one not sure how to bring me around.

I'm wearing a tee and jeans and she's in a tight white tee with a black bra showing through and short shorts, showing her lovely brown legs off nicely. I'm sure she knows that the tee and bra drive me crazy and if that doesn't do it then I'm sure she knows that the shorts do the trick because they are the kind of shorts that lets her pink panties show when she opens her legs or bends over. Yum! This stimulus get's me to twitching down south and soon I'm getting slightly hard. I try to concentrate on the boring ass show to keep me from getting erect.

We're down in her family's game room. She's an only child of her mother's and she has a stepfather. The mother and I DON'T get along very well. It's not cause of race I'm sure, since the woman married a white guy. We just don't like each other.

Avani is of Indian descent and so she has raven black hair, mahogany brown eyes and coco brown skin. Her breasts are good sized, with her being only fourteen, and she's quite attractive, though she thinks differently. I guess she has a low opinion of her looks cause she's a little thick, though no where near being fat and not even frumpy. She has nice curves with her butt being a bit bigger than some girls and her waist is not as thin as others but she has nice hips. Baby making hips I guess you could say. Her stomach is nice and flat with just a bit of thickness to it. Personally, I think its cause she still has a bit of the girly fat left over from her childhood that she has a thickness about her. That and she's a good sized girl. She stands at five feet ten, which puts her at just two inches shorter than me, and she weights at a hundred thirty pounds. She has her luscious hair grown out long and I love it when she's laying over me because then it falls all around us. It's like a secluded little spot for just the two of us.

We attend the same high school and she's a freshman and I'm a junior. Her Indian heritage has just about nothing to do with her life, just as most Americans have little to do with their own 'homelands'. She's into rock and roll and dresses the part most times. Avani likes to mainly wear blue jeans and tees. Usually rock t-shirts. She also likes to dress up sometimes in western type clothing, which I have NO interest in at all. I'm just not that big on country, though some of her friends are. Go figure.

We've been together for around three months and we've fooled around some. She's pretty much taken the initiative in everything we've done, since she's actually more experienced than I am when it comes to sex. Hell, she's actually prodded me along.

She's gotten us to the point where we kiss, hold one another and even do some fondling. Mostly she'll have me play with her boobs but I'm a little timid to do much more and so I can tell that she's getting frustrated. Avani seems to want to go further with our relationship and so she's been getting more and more aggressive. Not wanting to drive her away and unsure just what to do, I've been letting her have her way. She's even flashed me her boobs on occasions! She would do far more than that if I let her. It's not that I don't want to mess around but I guess it's just the way I've been raised.

So, we're sitting here and I can tell that she wants to get serious. She even lifts up and plops right down in my lap to get the point across. I quickly begin to stiffen up all the way and she slightly squirms around to drive the point home. I'm more than a little nervous about what she has planned for us. I even keep my hands on the sides of the chair in uncertainty. Then, she's had enough and turns her head to me and begins to stare at me. I try to feign that I don't notice and stare fixedly at the television. Finally, I have to say something.

"What?" I say brilliantly and turn to face her.

"Are you a faggot?" She asks me quite seriously.

"WHAT!?" Again, my brilliance shines. She stares at me seriously for several long seconds.

Then, she breaks out laughing, grabs up my wrists to wrap my arms around her and snuggles in my lap. It's at this point I realize that I have a really bad hard-on and a case of what I now know from first hand experience as 'blue balls'. I've heard of them, but never thought it was really true. However, my balls begin to ache badly and feel to be swollen. WEIRD! Avani does NOT help, as she wiggles more in my lap. I give off little grunts of discomfort.

"I'm just teasing you. Jeeze." she snorts. "I don't think a fag would have..." She crushes her ass uncomfortably down upon my member, "THIS!" She also mashes my balls and I grunt out in pain.

"Oooh... Am I hurting you little ballsies too?" she says in a little girlish voice.

"Why are you doing this?" I manage to grunt out.

"'Cause anytime I try to touch you, you get all bothered." she smirks. "Hell, the last time I tried to have fun with your thingy you jumped up and ran screaming like a little bitch." she teases.

Avani is exaggerating. Ok, not by much. You see, a couple weeks ago we were in my room fooling around and she pulled up her shirt to flash me her beautiful breasts. This loosened me up I guess cause then she and I really started kissing and hugging. Next thing I knew, she had flipped the lights off. At first I was nervous, but she had kept right on working on me. Then a little later, I felt her hand reaching up into the legs of my shorts, grabbed my hardon and then had pulled my penis out. At first I thought she was just going to play with it but then she had sat up and lifted up onto her knees. At first I was confused, till I felt her pushing my penis up inside the leg of her own shorts and I could tell that she was pulling her panties aside. I was frantic. I had never had sex and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to look like a pussy and I didn't want to get her upset. So, I had only laid there. Then I felt my penis being pushed against her. I felt the velvety sensation of her pubes and then the hot meaty feel of her sex. I next felt as she was trying to force my penis inside of her. It was actually quite painful and I remember thinking that if this is sex then I don't want it.

Then, my fear of what could happen took over. Pregnancy and such. At that point I had pushed her off me, got up out of bed and flipped the light on quickly. I then told her it was best that I take her home. The whole time she had been looking at me like I was some kind of zombie or something.

So, this time round I try to take the initiative. I see that this is what she's wanting. So, god help me I'll give it a shot.

"So... What do you want to do Avani?"

"Um. I don't care." Now, she's being coy with me. Teasing me.

We sit in silence holding one another. Her occasionally squirming. I'm left voiceless. I'm silently cussing myself out. Here's a girl wanting to let me have my way or to at least let me allow her to have hers. All I can do is stay fixated on the damn television.

Then, she turns her head and whispers nervously into my ear. Her hot breath sends chills through me.

"We don't want to have sex but we could do other things." She starts off with. I nod my head to indicate that I'm listening. "I... I want to fool around and I want to try something on you." She whispers. "Something really... naughty." She giggles and she's beginning to quiver from nervousness. Her nervousness makes ME nervous too.

"Uh...." I respond uncertainly. "What do you want to do?"

"I..." She has a gleam in her eye but she chickens out. At least I think she's chickened out. It's hard to tell with her. She plays people to get what she wants. "...oh never mind." She goes back to watching the boring program on the television. Hell, I don't even know what's on! I glance at her face and she has a mischievous little smile and she is now squirming quite a bit on my lap!

Feeling her hot body pressing against me and having her squirming excites me to a near frenzy. I think this is her intent. Now, I HAVE to know what she wants. So I blurt it out. "Oh come on! You started this. I want to know now." I laugh at her rather nervously.

She remains quiet, till I start tickling her. Avani begins to really thrash in my lap squishing my genitals around. I can tell she's enjoying feeling my hardened penis pressing into her butt and she works it so that it is pressed up between her butt cheeks. That's when I get the idea that she wants me to butt-fuck her! Gross! That's something I would NOT do. At least I don't think I would...

She clasps my hands and pushes and tugs them. My hands keep bumping up against the sides of her breasts and I quickly get the idea. So, I then begin to grab at her breasts and fondle her. She's laughing, while still pushing and pulling at my hands but not seriously. I begin to occasionally squeeze her boobs and she squeals out happily. Then she begins to talk like a little girl.

"I'll NEVER tell!" she taunts. "You can't make me! Torture me all you want. Punish my breasts but I'll never... DIVULGE!" she laughs as we fool around.

Then I notice that the harder I squeeze, the more excited she seems to get. It's evident by her breathing and the fact that her nipples have hardened up! I can feel them poking into my palms. So... I grab a boob in each hand and give off good hard squeezes. I begin to pump my hands and she's grunting happily. I go at it for a little while and squeeze a bit harder over time. She's panting and telling me she won't talk. Then...

"Ok! Ok!" She says breathlessly. "Ooooh!" She grunts out, as I continue to squeeze. "I'll tell. I'll tell you mister but please stop hurting my boobies!" I begin to really squeeze hard for fun. "I'll TELL DAMN IT!"

I let go and she crumples against me breathing hard. I let her rest for a time. For some reason I enjoyed doing that to her. REALLY enjoyed it. I guess she really did to.

"Well?" I ask expectantly.

"You're going to think I'm a freak." She says self consciously, still breathing hard.

"Try me." I tell her reassuringly.

"Well, I want to... uh..." She takes a deep breath and barges on. "I want to strip you naked and give you a good spanking." My face flushes and my eyes go wide. "Tied up, of course." She finishes softly. It takes a few moments but I find my voice.

"What?!" I say a little louder than I mean to. She tenses up defensively and eyes me nervously. It's not that the idea is a bad one to me. It's just well... REALLY unexpected. "I mean. Why? Or... where... where did you come up with the idea?"

"From some of my girlfriends." She says quietly and goes back to watching the television.

This I can believe. Some of her friends ARE freaks. Most of them I don't like. I can just imagine how some of them have probably hog tied their boyfriends. Hell maybe each other! This causes me to both be slightly disgusted but also turned on. This is just all to much. Then she sits up and turns to me seriously.

"Look. You're too nervous to really do ANYTHING. Right?" she asks and I grudgingly nod my head. "Hell, I could probably put my... my pussy right in your face and you'd just sit there." This I doubt but she has a hurt tone and is beginning to breath heavier again, so I remain silent. She's getting excited all over again, which in turn excites me. "Well, this way we can have some good clean fun. NO intercourse. NO pregnancy. See?"

"But... why tied up? That's a little freaky." Avani gives a little frown but she's nearly panting and she's flushed. So am I. "I'm sorry but it is."

"Look, tied up you can't stop me. See?" she says now rather excitedly. Then, she runs her hands up and down my thighs and squirms on my hardon. "Please. Let me do this. It'll be so much fun. My other girlfriends have done it." she purrs and leans up toward my face.

We begin to kiss. Then, the kiss turns more passionate than we've ever done up to this point. Our tongues are flicking back and forth and we embrace. I begin to fondle a breast and she runs a hand back behind her and then down between us and cups my hardon. I don't even stop her. It feels WONDERFUL, as she begins to squeeze and knead it. She keeps at me for like fifteen minutes. Fondling me and pleading, till I finally succumb to her strange request.

"Ok!" I gasp, once I'm able to get some breath. "Ok, I'll let you!"

"Great!" She moans out. "And for being such a good little boy, I'm going to now reward you." She purrs out huskily.

Avani then turns around and straddles my waist, letting her hair fall over us. I know it's calculated to arouse me because I've told her how much it does. She's playing me but I'm loving it! She then begins to dry hump my crotch. In the past she's rubbed on my legs some and after a bit I would stop her, once I could really feel her wetness. I just hadn't wanted things to get too carried away.

"Grab my tits!" she hisses.

That was then, this is now. At this point I don't care! I grab at her boobs, like she told me to. She's rubbing her sex up and down on my hard penis and periodically she will shift and scoot so that my balls get trapped and smashed in my pants up against my abdomen! It hurts but feels so damn good too, having this dark eyed and raven haired goddess mashing my genitalia around like this! She catches my balls again. Ahhh! I grunt and moan.

"How's that feel?" She pants out. "Huh? Like having your balls busted like that? Turns you on?" She's doing it on purpose?!

Soon, I feel the pressure of my balls terribly. I NEED release. BAD. We continue to kiss and soon I'm squeezing and fondling her breasts like mad. Then suddenly, Avani sits up with a gasp and tugs at her shirt like an animal. I actually hear it rip, as she claws at it to get if off. It's one of her favorites. Then her mocha tits are bouncing around heavily in her black bra. Quickly, she reaches around and unsnaps her bra and pulls it off. I'm now face to face with her lighter hued fleshy mounds that are topped off with large dark brown nipples. I've never seen them this close up, exposed and well lighted. They are magnificent! Her nipples are so fucking hard looking that they MUST hurt! She is now bucking on my lap like a crazy bitch in heat, with her tits flopping around. Then, I realize that she is actually trying to seriously go for my balls to crush them in my pants.

"Avani, please... don't...."

Avani just grimaces a smile and ignores me. I get a little nauseous in my belly and an aching in my legs but I let her do what she wants and I squirm from the discomfort. After a short time she begins to make wild demands of me.

"Slap my fucking tits!" Avani squeals. I'm taken back by her force of tone and request! Her tone brooks no denial from me. She DEMANDS that I do as told. "Come on! Slap them!" She hisses through clenched teeth.

I lift up a hand and give a little slap.

"Fuck! Harder!" She pants and presses down on my balls painfully to make her point. I grunt out.

I do it a bit harder. Then 'BAM!' Avani has slapped me across the face. Hard!

"LIKE THAT! DON'T BE SUCH A PUSSY! SLAP THEM!" She growls at the top of her voice.

Between the craziness of it all and the stinging in my face I then angrily pull back my hand and give her left tit one hell of a stinging whack that gives off a loud 'CRACK'. Her tit is actually knocked forcefully into her other, causing both to wobble around enticingly. Upon the strike, Avani takes in a harsh breath, stops moving and simply sits in my lap, with her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide. A little spittle is dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. I'm very worried now.

"Oh shit, Avani. I'm so sorry..." I don't get to finish my sentence, as she lifts and slams down on my crotch. I squeeze my legs together and grunt out from the force of her ass crushing my balls

"OH, FUCK, YES!" She screeches and begins bucking again. "More. Do it more! Knock the shit out of my other booooooob!" Her voice quivers in excitement.

I look at the spot that I just whacked and I see the red hand print I've left. She wants more? I think to myself. CRAZY! However, I then lift my other hand slowly and I see her face scrunch up in anticipation. I let loose and smack her right boob just as hard and she bucks even harder!

"Yes! Yes! Do it!" She's shouting in the air and she grabs my hair and tugs painfully. "MORE! Do it fucker! Knock them around!"

The pressure in my balls builds, as does the pain from her bouncing on them. I then begin to continually smack at her tits and she goes crazy. She yanks my head around and painfully holds on, while she rides my balls. The pain is awful and I then go at her tits like a mad man and they go wobbling around and redden more and more. After about ten or fifteen minutes I begin to orgasm in my pants. I thrust into her crotch and grab onto her tits and SQUEEZE.

"OH F... F... FU.... CKKKKKKKK!" Avani screeches, with speckles of spittle striking my face. She's gone off the deep end!

Then I smell something that I've never in my life experienced. It's such a strong musky scent and my head spins from it. That's when I realize that it must be Avani orgasming in her shorts as well. I think to myself that 'Oh, this is what a girl's cum smells like'. Then I can feel her heated fluid, as it mingles with mine. Both of our crotches and our clothing are soaked by our ejaculate. She drops on top of me and then slowly turns around and simply sits in my lap. We both ease back into the chair, in exhaustion. That's when I notice how sweaty we both are, and how breathless. How shaky. Her tits shimmer in the light and I can't help but to grab up a sweaty boob into each of my badly shaking hands. She begins to grimace.

"Ouch! Oooh, that hurts." She says and begins to tear up. I then begin to tenderly massage her breasts and soon she's mewling softly.

"Oh yeah, honey. Oooh that's nice." She says sleepily.

I'm pretty damn sleepy myself and more than a little confused by what just happened! After a few minutes, Avani pulls my arms around her tightly and snuggles. Just as we're drifting off to sleep she whispers to me.

"THAT'S how I'M going to spank YOU." She says happily.

I remain silent. For a time I sit here and contemplate just what I've gotten myself into. However, Avani is asleep and her deep breathing lulls me off as well.

Then, guess what? Sometime later we get a wake up call. Yep, it's mother dear. And she's none to happy about her daughter being half naked and in my arms no less. Avani simply stands and proudly shows off her magnificent breasts.

"Go to your room!" Her mother explodes. "And you!" She spears me with a finger. "Get the hell out of my house!"

The smell of sex is thick in the room from both Avani and me having ejaculated. Momma doesn't bring up that subject though. Maybe she doesn't notice it cause of her anger or maybe she feigns ignorance out of embarrassment. I don't know. I do know that she sniffed a few times and made a face.

Later, back home, I'm laying in my bed thinking the worst when the phone rings. I'm told it's Avani and I go to answer it. It's quite late but luckily it's Friday night so my folks are tolerant.

"Hello?"

"I still get to spank you!" Avani's laughing voice says. Before I can answer she hangs up quickly.

I go back to my room with a quizzical smile. Avani set it up for us to be caught. I just KNOW it! She loves to fuck with her mother.

The following weekend...

We meet at the home of one of her friends. The friend is a senior, who is away with friends for a few days and the parents of the girl are away on vacation. Avani is house-sitting for them and so she has arranged a little 'one on one' time, as she calls it. We lounge around inside for about an hour, with the purpose of the meeting being avoided by me. Then Avani has had enough. She turns to me with that mischievous smile of hers.

"You ready?"

I resignedly sigh. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Don't sound so happy!" She teases and gives me a hot kiss. That gets me going, some. The prospect of what we are about to do is rather daunting for me. Not to mention embarrassing as hell. She grabs up my hand, pulls me to my feet and leads me down the hallway.

"Where are we going?" I ask somewhat timidly.

"To my friend's room of course." She flashes a smile back at me, with it seemingly shining doubly bright in her dark face.

This girl is one of Avani's especially freaky friends, but I didn't know how freaky till we enter her bedroom. It is made up like some gothic chapel or something. There are all sorts of weird stuff.

"God, your friend is a real nut job, Avani."

"Oh, be nice."

"No, seriously. Look at this ROOM!" I say exasperated. Then I notice what looks to my inexperienced eyes as bondage stuff. "Oh my god. She's into bondage?" I say incredulously.

"Kind of." Avani laughs. "I think it's mostly for show. I thought it would be fun to use her room and she told me that it would be ok."

"Uh huh. She's a definite weirdo."

"Stop it." Avani says somewhat seriously. Then she turns to me with a very stern expression and her whole demeanor undergoes a radical change. Suddenly, she tugs off her tee, tosses it to the floor, and then just as quickly undoes her bra and lets it fall to the floor as well. Her naked breasts wobble wonderfully and I can't help but stare.

"Strip!" Avani commands me loudly.

I give a little start. I find myself being compelled by her tone and the way she is holding herself. I think it's because I want to be FORCED to do her bidding. So that then I can feel less guilty? I begin to pull my t-shirt off. Once off, I let it fall to the ground. She steps up to me.

"Don't move!"

She then reaches forward and begin to run her hands down my naked chest. When her hands come to my belly I give off a little shiver and this causes her to smile.

"Oh, I do love your flat, firm tummy," she purrs softly. "Let's see what other treasures I can find!" Her eyes are blazing.

Once she comes to my waist she begins to unbutton and unzip my jeans. I'm beginning to pant and harden up. She is beginning to breathe hard too. It all seems so dreamlike and the next thing I know I'm stepping out of my underwear. I'm totally nude and standing on display for her roving eyes!

"Nice," she barely breaths out. Then she gets all serious and commanding again. "Get up on the bed and lay down," she tells me forcefully.

She gives a little shove to my naked chest. I do as told. I see her eyeing my crotch with a little impish smile. She seems to be so different now. So... forceful. As I crawl onto the bed, Avani goes and retrieves some of the bondage stuff. Once on the bed and lying down, Avani quickly positions me and begins to bind me. Avani now has me bound with my wrists and ankles tied to the four posts of the bed. Because of my nervousness I've now gone completely limp. This is all too weird.

I'm watching as she stares wonderingly at my limp cock and balls. I'm feeling REALLY vulnerable and not to sure if I really want this now. Talking about letting her spank me was one thing but actually letting her do it is another matter all together. She positions herself and sits to my side and stares in wonder at my scrotum and penis as they shift about. My penis is throbbing to my heartbeat and this really interests her it seems. With her attention fully centered on my genitals, I can't help but feel aroused and once again my penis begins to lengthen and harden. A wispy smile spreads across her face. I know that it's now time and she's going to go through with it. Then it dawns on me. I don't know why I didn't question it before...

"Hey? Uh, Avani?" I call to her softly.

"What is it, slave boy?" she smiles and looks at my face. Slaveboy?!

"How are you going to spank me like this?" I ask.

She gets a huge smile on her face.

"What do you mean?" She says in a mock innocent tone.

"Well, uh, my ass is down on the bed." I'm really confused now.

Then she begins to speak in a haunting tone, while turning her eyes once more to stare transfixed at my privates. At first I don't think she's answering my question...

"On each smack I'm going to make it a bit harder." Avani excitedly informs me. Then she seems to think about what she said and giggles. "The smacks will get harder, not your cock necessarily." Then she looks into my eyes. "Oh, and to answer your dumb question, I'm not going to smack your ass cheeks, silly boy." She informs me excitedly. "I know that's what you thought. That's not what's going to happen!"

"Wh... what?" I ask confusedly.

She looks up at my face and lets several long seconds pass for effect. Then...

"You CAN'T be serious!" I nearly shout out. I then tug on the restraints uselessly.

"Oh but I am!" she laughs.

"Come on, Avani! You're not really going to spank my cock!" My voice has a slight quiver to it.

"Well.... You're half right. I'm not going to spank just your cock!"

My eyes go wide and her smile actually gets bigger. She begins to nod her head.

"That's right. I'm going to spank your cock AND your... BALLS!" She shouts out loud with a nervous laugh. "Before I'm done you're going to be crying like a little baby!"

"B... but why, Avani!" I ask fearfully. I feel utterly betrayed!.

"Well... my girlfriend says it's great!"

I dumbly shake my head no.

"Well, I was going to merely spank your bottom. But I liked the funny faces you made last time when I was squishing your nuts under my ass so much, especially when I pressed really hard, that it got me to thinking. It got to making me think about what it would be like to whack your balls around and that really got me hot, especially while you were whacking on my tits!" she tells me excitedly.

"When I told my friend," she waved her hand around the room, "about what happened, she got really excited too and we both got to talking. I told her that I would really like to spank your little genitals and she agreed that whipping your cock and balls would be WAY more fun! She said that busting your tiny nuts would be the greatest thrill that I could get, that any girl could get!"

Finally, Avani stops talking and she is breathless with her revelations. I'm speechless during her rant and beginning to quiver. I quickly find my voice...

"Oh come on, Avani. Let me go!" I tell her firmly.

"Nope! You agreed." She smiles.

"Not to have my balls spanked I didn't!" I tell her angrily. "Not my genitals!" I rasp out in a now whining plead for mercy. "Please, don't do this to me!"

She shrugs at me. "I just said I wanted to tie you up and spank you. I didn't say where!" She laughs. "I told you that you'd think I was a freak! Now, listen to me. I'm going to take turns. I'll whack your nuts and then your cock. Back and forth!" She then seems to dismiss the fact that I'm even a person or that I'm even present. "Wonder which I should punish first. Hmmm." She teases, as she eyes my genitals.

"Let me fucking go!" I shout angrily.

Then I watched in silence, as she begins to unbuckle her belt. Next, she slowly pulls it out from the loops around her jeans. I'm left speechless, as she folds the belt and then lightly whacks in it her palm.

"Oh, please, Avani. Don't do this. This is wrong." I try reasoning with her.

She chooses to ignore me and lifts up the strap.

"One!" Avani shouts loudly, as her brown hand comes smacking down, whipping the strap down upon my white, tender and sensitive flesh. Her naked brown breasts jiggle wondrously, as her belt comes into contact with my unprotected testicles.

"Ahh!" I cry out, as the pain shoots down my legs and sickens my stomach. Actually, the pain isn't too bad and having my girlfriend doing something so freakish like smacking my balls feels strangely good! I even begin to feel a twitch in my penis.

"Please! Stop!" I croak out.

"Two!" Avani spanks me again. This time on the cock. It stings.

With all the sexual tension of the past couple hours and now this strange display by Avani, I feel a build up in my balls beginning.

"Look honey, you're really dripping now!" Avani says excitedly to me. I look down and see pre-cum dribbling from my cock head.

"Nice!" Avani says with lust in her voice.

She grabs my penis and pulls it up and licks at the pre-cum. Next, she sucks in the head and moans happily. I watch her like I'm in a trance. This has to all be a weird sex dream. Finally, she leans back up and lets my penis go. It smacks my belly with a little wet plop and Avani giggles. She raises her hand again.

"Three!" It comes crashing down across my sexual organs and I grunt out in pain.

"Four!" The hits are getting harder and I'm squirming badly, with my aching testicles and my stinging penis. This is only number four!? The aching in my balls gets worse, as does the sexual pressure in them.

"How... how many times, Avani?" I grunt out.

"Till you fucking cum!"

I look at her with wide fearful eyes. "Oh god please, no!"

"Five!"

The pain explodes in my testicles!

"And SIX!"

"Stop it! Please! My balls... they're really hurting!" I plead. "I can't take another HIT!"

"SEVEN!"

I feel like throwing up! However, I'm still rock hard! Avani is breathing hard and she picks my cock up and begins stroking it. Then she holds it by the tip.

"EIGHT!" The strap stings across the underside of my tender cock.

Avani goes at my cock with her hand and strokes and strokes it.

"Cum for me, baby," she pants hungrily.

I feel the pressure about to release! I'm grunting and panting. Suddenly, Avani uses a backhand stroke with her strap and I scream out in agony, as they go slapping up against my thigh. I also scream in pleasure, as my hips now begin to thrust rhythmically.

"Holy shit! You're going to cum?" She says happily.

"Yeah baby. I'm getting ready to spurt!" I groan out in pleasure and pain.

Then, Avani quick counts her spankings causing her breasts to jiggle around violently and causing me to begin whimpering and weeping loudly from the torment to my balls and penis. She goes crazy on my genitalia.

"NINE!"

"TEN!!"

"ELEVEN!!!"

"TWELVE!!!!"

"Ready to cum?! This one is sure to REALLY bust some balls!" She asks and says crazily, as my hips continue to thrust. Because of her abuse and her words I have the quickest build up of pressure in my balls that I've never experienced before! It seems to about to explode and so it causes me to gyrate more urgently!

"Do it, honey!" I moan out loudly. "Bust my fucking NUTS!!!" I nearly screech

Avani, now plops down between my legs, pulls back her hand, holds my cock straight up, slightly stroking along my moist head, and then brings her strap crashing down. I scream and begin to weep in fear at what is about to happen!

"THIRTEEN!!!!" Avani yells at the top of her voice. "NOW, FUCKING, CUM!!!!!" She leans down to my penis to watch.

The smack is awful and it makes a loud meaty sound. I don't even feel it, as the sensation of release in my balls takes over. Then I watch in amazement as a stream of pearly liquid squirts from my penis. It splatters onto my girlfriend's face and dribbles over her hand and my penis.

"Oh god yes!" She rasps out, as she licks at her lips. "Give me that cum!" Then, she drops her head down on my jerking penis. She puts all of my male organ into her mouth this time and sucks at the fluids.

"Yes, yes... oh yes, honey. So, fucking hot, sweetie." Avani grunts out, around my flesh. She's looking up past my belly and chest, while laying between my legs to watch me, as she sucks me clean. Her face is moist with her saliva and my ejaculate.

Then as the pleasure of my orgasm subsides, total agony takes its place. It feels like my balls have been beaten by a baseball bat or something and I begin to thrash and weep badly. She lies across my quaking body and soothes me.

Then, just as I'm quieting I begin to hear hands clapping and the closet door is pushed open. Both Avani and I turn wide surprised faces to it. I feel a sickening feeling in my stomach that is far worse than the beating that I just took.

"Awesome, Avani. Fucking AWESOME!" One of three girls says, as they step out. The speaker is of course the FREAK. The others look no less weird.

"Yeah! Now, it's our turns!" Another giggles.

EBONY TAKES DELIGHT****

I drive to a nearby street and park. I then get out and walk to the area that I know Rhonda will be strolling along. My heart is racing. I can't believe what I'm about to do but I just can't seem to help it. I so badly want to live out my sexual fantasy and maybe this black hoe can help me. The other night she hit me up for some money, though I could tell she really didn't want to. She even gave me a little information about her sad little life. Having two kids and no money and such. I had no money and so didn't give her any. Wouldn't have even if I did. Not without a little something in return!

I continue to walk. Soon I spot her and so I walk purposely toward her. As I come closer, I make eye contact and smile at her. She's in nothing more than a tee and skirt. Even though it's a bit chilly out, I'm in nothing but a tee and shorts myself. Easier that way for what I want.

"Hey, Rhonda. Enjoying the evening?" I say pleasantly.

"Oh, it's you. Yes, but it's a bit chilly out again," she says a bit less cheerfully than the last time we met.

"Well, look. I've been thinking about your financial situation and I think I can help." I smile. I let my eyes rover over her body and take in her firm large sized breasts. She's not bad looking, for a black woman.

"Oh, really?" She says a bit guardedly, noticing me eyeing her. She tries to smile and be pleasant though.

"Yep. However, I don't believe in giving something for nothing, if you know what I mean." I continue.

She nods slowly and her smile slips away. "I think so. Look. I'm no prostitute or nothing though."

"Well, what I had in mind isn't technically sex. I was thinking we could come up with some other arrangement." I tell her. My confidence is a little shaky right now, as are my knees. I swallow hard and I can't help but think that she is noticing all my little motions. Man, I hope I'm not wrong about her. About how desperate she is.

"Like I said, I'm no pro." She says with hostility slipping into her voice.

"Then in that case I apologize. The other night I was out walking it seemed like you were trying to pick me up. I'll just leave you alone then." I slightly stammer and start to turn away.

"Wait!" She says hurriedly. I turn to look at her. "How do I know that a good looking and young white guy like you ain't no cop?" She says with suspicion. "You look like you could be one."

I smile and relax a little. "How do I know you aren't?" I counter. "The way I see it you have nothing to lose, if you've done this before. Where as I could get myself a record, which I really don't want." I could see her thinking. "So, what do you say? Can we make an arrangement?"

She looks me over. "Well, I do need the money..."

"Ok then. So, can we come to some arrangement then?" I ask with a slight quiver to my voice.

"What is it that you want? That isn't 'technically sex'." She slightly mocks. "I'm really no pro... but I do need the money and your offer has me interested."

I swallow hard and look at her with longing in my eyes. She then steps up to me and presses close, letting her firm warm breast poke into my chest. With the chilly night air and her in nothing but a tee her nipples are VERY hard and feel good pressing into me.

"Do you..." I swallow. "I'm sure you know what ballbusting is."

Her eyes light up with mischief. "Yes." She breaths into my face. "Is that what you want?"

I can only nod.

"That and nothing more?"

Again, I nod.

"Ok. I can do that. How much you offering?" She sneers.

"F... how about five?" I ask nervously.

"SHIT! Only five bucks?"

I again only nod.

"Fuck it." She says angrily. "Fine. Come here." She smiles wickedly and leads me off toward the alleyway. "Hell, I guess I'd even do it for free to get to bust a pair of white balls." She says under her breath.

That should be my cue to go away. However, I allow lust and desire to rule me.

"So what is it? You're lily white ass girlfriend won't do this for you?" she sneers.

"Something like that," I respond softly.

"Well shit. Piss her off and get in her face with your legs spread," she tells me. "Hell, she's probably too white bread to actually bust a pair, huh?"

I only swallow and nod my head dumbly.

"Whatever," she says under her breath, as she pulls me into the dark passage.

She has me lay down on the ground and straddles me. Then she slowly puts one of her brown bare cool knees right between my legs, parting them, while her other leg comes to rest on the other side. This puts her into a position where she is straddling my leg and I can feel her thinly clothed sex sliding down my leg, coming to rest upon my thigh. I'm dimly aware of how I can feel heat just radiating from her crotch, as well as from her body. She takes my wrists into her hands and pins them on either side of my head. I feel so vulnerable like this but also so extremely excited. My penis hardens up all the way...

"Oh, yeah. You like this. Huh, you freaky little honkey..." she says menacingly, as I feel her leg lift up.

She gives off a quick hissing of her breath and then suddenly my eyes go wide in pain. She has just slammed her knee up into my unprotected testicles. Pain is shooting through my belly and down my legs. I gasp out my breath and almost throw up.

"Yes..." she breathes."I could feel those eggs getting scrambled! Was that worth five bucks?"

Her face is inches away from mine, as she stares at me. I can smell and taste her hot breath and she licks her lips. Further, I can see that she has really enjoyed busting me.

"Oh, and this one is a freebie," she sneers, as she begins to slowly pull her leg from my crotch.

We both know what's coming next and I can't believe it. I can't believe the fact that I've actually done this, that I've put myself in this position.

"Please, don't...," I plead. "That was enough. Thanks. I need to be going now...," I weakly say, as I try to push her off.

"You're going NO where!" she pants and pushes her leg back up between my legs.

I begin to nervously twist under her but to no avail. I can't get any leverage in my weak state and so I can't lift her up and off. Her mouth hangs open, as my genitals get painfully squished around in our struggles. I tire quickly.

"Oh, FUCK!" I practically whimper, as I become as weak as a newborn.

She merely smiles, reveling in the fact that she's going to be busting my nuts cruelly again. I can then feel as she pulls back her knee.

"Oh shit. Oh shit." I say over and over and renew my attempts but can only twist my hips.

"Oh yeah, it's coming, white boy." She teases.

...and begins to strike at my crotch! She smacks my thighs forcefully several times, as I instinctively try to avoid her strike by twisting from side to side. We are both soon breathing very hard and I am quickly becoming exhausted and know that I'm losing this battle. Bad. We are sweating and grunting.

"Hold still so I can bust those tiny white nuts!" She hisses excitedly.

Finally, I've had enough and can fight no more. I go limp and my legs fall open. She has a perfect shot and she takes it. She nails me squarely in the balls with quick speed and force.

The last one before had been but a baby hit compared to this one and so didn't even come close to this pain. I've never been wracked like this before in my life. Not with such power and intent to cause me pain and injury.

"YES!" she pants out gleefully, her breath raspy from the effort and excitement.

I literally crumple beneath her and probably at this moment would give anything for her to be off me and to have my balls iced down.

"How do your little white nuts feel now? Huh?! Yeah, I like busting little white balls! This is fun!" she informs me happily.

She lets go of my wrists and I merely lay here. Then she scoots her legs up under her, lifts up and drops her ass right onto my genitals. She uses her feet to keep my arms pinned down so I can't grab her or myself. Her shirt is sweat drenched and sticks to her body. Then, I can't help but notice how her nipples have hardened like I've never seen a woman's have before!

"Please, get off..." I weakly sob.

"But I'm not done." She smiles and then begins to wiggle, which causes more pain.

Next, she leans down upon me and presses up against me, with her hard nipples pressing through her shirt and mine. I can feel her hot sex and feel moisture as she presses her crotch against me! The moist heat is soaking through her panties and my shorts. She rubs her chest upon mine, pressing her pointy nipples into my torso. She then begins kissing my lips with zeal. She smells strongly of sex, sweat and her perfume has now gone completely stale.

"Please, get off." I ask again.

"No. Not till I give you your five dollars worth." She says angrily. "Five fucking dollars! Think I'm some cheap hoe! Think I'm some dumb nigger do you?"

"No. I don't. Please, I'm sorry." I whimper.

She then leans back up, parts my poor protesting and shivering legs with hers and drops back down between them. She leans over me and grabs up my wrists again. All I can do is cough, cry and watch as she then seductively spreads my legs wider with her knees. I have almost no motor control anymore at this point. Then she lifts my arms up over my head and presses me firmly against the grass. She whispers to me...

"Hold still, asshole, and be quiet or I'll pull my knife and cut your fucking throat." she hisses. "Or worse. I'll cut your nuts OFF! Yeah, how would that be, huh? Would you like to pay me with your fucking white BALLS!" she grunts out. "Want to lay here and bleed to death?"

I disbelievingly shake my head and she smiles cruelly.

"Ok then. Listen. I'm going to bust these fucking nuts till they POP and you're going to fucking lay still while I do it!"

"Don't do this..." I gasp in pain and horror.

"I talk! You listen!" she then slams her thigh into me and I screech in pain. "Fuck, I've got to quiet you." She sneers. She then reaches downward, up under her skirt and begins to tug off her panties. She pulls them completely off and I watch wide eyed as she puts them to my mouth. They smell strongly of female excitement. "Open." Bam! She thighs me again. I gasp out a whimper and open up. She shoves in the damp undergarment.

I look at her pleadingly through my tears but she doesn't care...

"Ok, whitey..." she purrs.

Bam, bam, bam, bam...! She thighs me several times. With a moan, she then sits up and positions herself so her knees are supported upon my battered genitals and her legs are stretched out between my useless legs. She bounces and I whimper pathetically. Then she slides her knees off and pulls back a fist. She slams it right into my nuts and I screech into the panties. She punches me again and again...

Finally, she stops...

"Tough fucking nuts, white boy..." she pants.

Rhonda then straddles my legs and leans over me with her hands on either side of my head. My arms lay uselessly by my sides. She instinctively knows I can't do anything now. She can see I want to yell for help but that I don't dare. I KNOW she meant it when she said she'd cut either my throat or cut off my balls. I keep quiet, even if it means losing my balls...

"I want you..." She husks out.

I look at her disbelievingly. I'm not just being sexually abused with the intent to be sexually mutilated but now sexually assaulted? She's going to rape me? My mind spins as she then leans down and kisses me gently upon my lips. It's a tender kiss and for some reason I return it slightly, maybe in a hope that she'll leave me alone. She lifts her head and gives a slight smirk.

"I know that a nice looking white boy like you wouldn't want to fuck a nigger like me. So, I'm going to take this chance to fuck one of you." She laughs slightly. "I might not get another chance. Thought you could just use me to live out some freaky fantasy, huh?"

With her bent forward I can clearly see down the neck of her very loose tee-shirt and get to gaze upon her bared large firm brown mounds that are now topped off with VERY hard, black nipples. Then Rhonda shifts her body again. She has her hands on both sides of me, holding onto my shoulders and I haves to do everything to keep from swooning, with all the sexual tension that I now realize that has built up in me. I find that I am actually enjoying looking upon this black hoe's tits and having her dominate me!

I lay perfectly still.

"Very good... that's my good little white boy..." she purrs seductively."But I want some more busting done to you to make sure you're really in your place. It feels so good to be able to put a white boy in his place after all that you assholes have done to us."

I just had to pick a black hoe with a big chip on her shoulder. She can see in my eyes that I have given into her. She actually jumps up a little and then brings her knee crashing down. I jerk and bite down on her panties in a silent scream as I weakly grab onto her firm thigh and my legs convulse around hers. I finally let out a little gasp but then can only moan in pain, as my arms and legs once more drop to uselessness.

"This just barely evens things up, asshole." she spits out at me.

I dumbly look up and see her cruel expression. Yes, she definitely loves busting me. Then she does it again but this time I can barely jerk and I let out a girlish little cry.

"Yes..." she breathes happily."How do those little white balls feel?"

On the third strike I can't do shit but have a gasp escape from the blow...

"Next one will cripple you for life, I'm sure. It'll POP these fuckers. I can feel them all nice and swollen and ready to be POPPED!" Rhonda says cruelly, as she brings her leg as far back as she can...

However, Rhoda smiles sweetly and lowers her leg. She then breaks away from me and sits over by my side. My head lolls over to look at her and she is unconsciously leaving her legs spread in an openly aggressive manner. Rhoda does this in a completely confident and domineering manner. This gives me an unobstructed view to see that her black pussy is sopping wet!

"Just lay there. Don't say a word. I want you to feel ALL the pain so you'll NEVER forget." she says in a matter of fact tone.

Forget! How could I?!

Rhonda is content to merely stare at me in satisfaction and after several minutes I weakly put my trembling hands over my crotch trying uselessly to alleviate the pain and for protection. Seeing that I am regaining some strength...

"How does it feel to be hurt like that? Sucks huh?" she spits out. "Now, you know how we blacks feel. Especially us black women who have to scrape out a living. Day to day. Eating the scraps from white boys with to much time on their hands. Like you."

Then she tugs her sweaty tee up and off and throws it at me, letting her sweaty mounds glisten in the moon and starlight. Her tee smacks me in the face and smells of strong womanly musk. After about a minute, I'm finally able to pull it away from my face and hold onto it in fear. I look upon her nude torso in desire. She notices my lustful stare and she gives a truly beautiful smile and a slight girlish giggle.

I lay and dumbly stare at her for probably a full minute and she only stare backs with such a look of possession and fierce determination, her brows creased...

Finally, she swallows and breaks the silence.

"You're MINE now white boy. Understand?" She chokes out. "At least for now... you're ALL mine to do with as I want."

I quickly swallow and shake my head yes. She smiles and goes on more confidently...

"I want you and I'm going to have you."

I watch in disbelief as she gets up, licks her thick lips and then seductively begins to unzip and remove her skirt. I'm now able to look upon her dark patch of hair that is glistening upon her body.

"It's time that I MAKE you mine." Rhonda informs me. "It's time for me to TAKE your white ass..."

Once to her ankles she steps out of the skirt and teasingly she throws it at me. Then ever so slowly, like a slinking black cat, she makes her way back over to me. I suckle on her panties and I can smell her womanish desire wafting down to me, as she stands over me.

She then crouches down next to me and I look upon her sex. Her lips are very dark, full and lightly covered in lustrous black hair.

"Beautiful..." I mumble out around her panties, without realizing it at first.

We lock eyes for a second and she flashes her bright teeth with joy.

She then begins to pull down on my shorts and I painfully lift my hips so that she can pull them down. Once she finishes she looks upon my bare genitals and sighs in desire. My testicles are swollen and red from her abuse and she actually has an expression of pity on her face, to go along with such a look of lust, as she gazes upon my sex. Wetness slowly begins to literally drip down her inner thighs. Next, she straddles my body, crouches down and begins to mount me. Her juices drip upon my thighs. Reaching down between us, Rhonda begins to stroke my already hardening member and positions it. She wastes no time for she slams down upon my fully erect male organ. She begins to hump me and in no time she builds up to a frenzied tempo. She begins panting and tries to speak but with real difficulty. The air is rushing in and out of her and is being pounded out. I feel my balls building to orgasm. She senses this.

"After... after... oh god! After I make you... cummmm...." She is panting so hard. "After I make you cum I'm gggg... going to...."

What! What! My mind screams. What are you going to do!

"After I make you cum I'm going to CRUSH your fucking nuts!" She finally moans out loudly. "It'll be the last cum in your life and I'll be the last woman to take it from you!" Rhonda says crazily, as her vaginal muscles milk my penis. The horror of her words stuns me and the pleasant feeling of the build in my balls becomes one of total terror!

HEATHER

I go off into the backyard and spot my neighbors grand-daughters Michelle, who is twelve, and Heather, who is a trouble making fifteen year-old.

Heather has expressed her interest to me on a couple occasions but seeing as I'm in my early twenties I don't have anything to do with her. That and she has expressed interest in just about any guy she meets, coupled with the fact that she's a frumpy and fairly unattractive looking girl with a bad attitude. On top of which she has really large breasts to go with that attitude. She thinks that her tits are god's gift to man. Basically, she's a crazy slut and I don't like her much but I try to be pleasant in a neighborly way so to keep the peace.

Heather strikes up a conversation and I decide to give a few minutes of my time. My mistake! Soon, Heather and I are teasing back and forth and she slowly begins to turn the talk to smut. She goes in for trying to make fun of my sexuality and alluding to the fact that I must be gay, since I don't have interest in girls. I tell her it's just her that I'm not interested in and she gets heated and so she starts on about what the size of my cock and balls must be. She goes on about how I must have a pencil thin dick and tiny nuts. She's trying to get a rise out of me and unfortunately I take the bait. I then make fun of her looks and her ridiculously large breasts and such and the teasing turns ugly and serious and she loses HER cool real fast.

"You'd better shut up or I'll kick you in the nuts." She threatens me angrily.

"Yeah, right, Heather. That's the only way you can get at them." I retort.

I leave her with a gaping mouth and walk away feeling that I definitely have the upper hand. I can't feel very victorious though. She isn't a very bright person. So, I quickly put the matter out of my mind.

Later that evening I'm walking along the side of the house, when Heather steps quickly from around the corner and out in front of me. She steps up closer and I eye her with confusion and realize all too late what she's planning on doing. Suddenly, with quick speed and force, Heather kicks her foot out and squarely kicks me in the testicles. I've been hit in the balls before but nothing like this. I jerk and my mouth hangs open in a silent gasp, as I grab my crotch. The image of her large breasts bouncing around is burned in my brain, as I drop to my knees and then I topple over onto the ground at her feet. I then begin to roll around whimpering and begin to moan in pain. I dumbly look up and see her cruel expression. I can tell that she has really enjoyed busting me. Why did I just stand there? Why didn't I MOVE?! Because I didn't expect a kick from a fifteen-year-old girl to come out of nowhere. I just didn't really think the girl would do this.

"So, how do your nuts feel?" She sneers down at me. "I told you I'd kick your tiny little nuts."

"You fucking..." I begin to croak out.

"Uh, uh. You'd better watch what you say to me. Or the next kick will be so hard; you'll be choking on them." She says happily.

"There better not be a next time." I viciously tell her, though I'm gagging.

"Oh really? So, what are you going to do, huh?" She sneers. "You ain't going to do SHIT! Look at you. One kick... ONE... and you're out of it!"

"You just took me by surprise." I tell her. "Next time, you'll be the one having to untie your tits, if you ever come near me again!" I nearly yell.

"Really!" She laughs. "For a guy rolling around on the ground crying you sure talk tough. Well, you want my tits here they are!" She then grabs fists full of her mounds through her tee and shakes them at me. "All you have to do is be man enough to get up and grab them!" She teases.

I simply stare at her in disbelief.

"Man, I must have put some serious hurt to your balls." She smiles wickedly. "You still can't get up. Or, is it that you're too scared to? Is that it? The big bad dude scared of me?" She taunts.

"Fuck you." Is all I manage.

She smirks.

"All right, asshole. You want it like this?!" Then she drops down on me and easily pushes me over and rolls me to my belly. Then she lays over me, puts her arms around my torso, hugging me to her, and snakes her hands toward my crotch. She easily pushes past my hands.

"Get the fuck off me, BITCH!" I weep out angrily.

"Yeah. That's it. Cry for help. Let everyone know what kind of a pussy you are. Can't even defend yourself from a fifteen-year-old girl!" she laughs out loud.

Her words sting me and I flush from embarrassment and actually stay quiet. Being caught getting my ass whipped by a fifteen-year-old anything is bad enough. Doubly it being a girl. Then I also think that people will believe that it was ME that assaulted HER!

She begins to really laugh, as her hands cup my balls through my shorts.

"This is going to be SO much fun. I've always wanted to seriously hurt a pair!"

Then, I begin to endure the worst pain of my life, as she squeezes her hands horribly. I can only grunt out and I can't catch my breath. I begin gasping and quickly I begin to hyperventilate.

"How's it feel?" She whispers softly and slowly in my ear. "How's it feel to have them fucking... CRUSHED?"

I whimper.

"I can do this ALL fucking night," she breaths. "I won't tire." She then giggles like a little girl. "How long till they POP I wonder?" she rhetorically asks, as she happily squeezes me to a whimpering pile of pain.

"Jesus, you're such a fucking pussy." She taunts.

Then, she lets up on the pressure but doesn't let go.

"I want you to tell me how you're a fucking pussy." She pants. I can feel her large mounds massaging along my back and then I feel her nipples beginning to harden. "Tell me." Then she squeezes horribly for a couple seconds to make her point.

"I... I'm... a... pussy." I croak out. She giggles more and loosens up the grip.

"A big pussy." Squish!

"A BIG PUSSY!" I weep.

"Tell me how you want to play with and suck my awesome tits!" She pants. She's breathing faster and deeper. She's excited, I realize!

"I want to suck those big ole titties of yours!" I moan out.

"Tell me they are the best tits in the world." She pants.

"They... they're the best. The best titties." I weep.

Heather groans out in pleasure and then she releases me. I think she's done but she's not. She slides her hands up and then begins to push them down into my shorts and underwear.

"Oh god, I want to feel your hairy nuts!" she hisses in lust.

I'm now laying here like a limp rag doll. Then I feel her hands grasping up my testicles again but this time with no cloth to separate her moist touch.

"OH, man! They feel so fucking nice!" She nearly wheezes out, her breath is coming so fast and harsh. "I guess that they aren't so small. But I can change all that. I'll just turn them to mush..."

Then, she begins to assault me more by squeezing and tugging on my nuts. I can feel hairs being pulled out...

"Pl... ppp... please... stop..." I groan out.

"No. You have no say in this." She snickers. Then, more seriously. "Listen to me though. From now on you'd best be nice to me. You had best damn well make me happy. Cause if you don't...." She squeezes the hardest yet and I can feel my nuts giving way, as I grunt in agony. "...I may just go ahead and actually fucking POP them! I may decide to do it just for the hell of it!"

"Oh god NO!" I plead with real fear in my voice. I have absolutely no doubt she means it.

Luckily her back door opens and someone calls out to her. I'm too dazed to know who or what is even going on right now. Heather gives one final awful squeeze and I begin gagging and then puke, as she responds to the person. She gets up off me.

"Hey, look at this! You got pre-cum on me!" She says gleefully.

I look up just as she lifts her arm to her mouth and she licks it and her hand clean.

"Mmm. Yummy." She smiles.

Then, her face becomes something awful to look at.

"I'll let you get over this bust but then next time I'm REALLY going to have fun with you!" She hisses. "Your balls.... they're MINE now!"

"Just leave me alone." I whimper.

"Nope." She says with her arms crossed, under her large breasts. "Next time, I'm going to squeeze me out a lot of that nut cream of yours!" She giggles. "I'm going to ballbust you, nut crunch you and wrack you however and whenever I feel like it and you're going to LET me do it..." she says softly but oh so menacingly.

I only look at her fearfully. I knew she was crazy but didn't know just HOW crazy.

She keeps her promise.

Now, she does whatever she feels like doing to me. Of course she's discreet about it and I do try to avoid her but... I can't hide from her forever and she often fulfills her deep dark desires with me. I just don't know how much more my nuts can take.

LISA****

I'm fifteen years of age and have gotten my first job working. I fill the host position, seating people and such. I'm no hunk but I'm not bad looking I suppose. At least the waitresses seem to throw a few looks my way and give me a fair amount of attention. At fifteen, I find this thrilling but also a bit intimidating, with them all being quite older than me.

One waitress in particular gives me more than just a little attention. Her name is Lisa and she is a thirty something-year-old blond, with small but perky breasts. The attention she gives me though could easily be taken as sexual harassment, especially if our roles were reversed. Over the last couple months her comments and advances have become more personal and even aggressive. She is especially hostile when no one is around to observe and I'm at a loss on what I should do. It started off innocently enough I guess with comments about how she'd love to take me home with her and such. However, it soon turned to things like how she'd love to undo my pants. I had called her bluff, thinking she was just flirting or something. She won the bluff though. I had to stop her from actually undoing them! Maybe I should tell the manager.

It's another work day. I'm off in back when I notice that it's just Lisa and I alone. Lisa picks up a pair of tongs.

"I aught to pinch off your little testicles," she huskily says and snaps the tongs at my crotch, trying to pinch me. I twist away.

"I don't even think so." I try laughing off her comment but it comes out nervously and she gets a strange look in her eyes.

She's being her typical self today it looks like but she's never said anything like this before! Pinching off my testicles!? What the hell?!

Lisa reaches out and takes my hand and begins to lead me off.

"Come with me. I need a hand with something and you've got what I need," she says softly and seductively.

Strangely, I follow, not knowing just what to expect or what to do. She takes me to the restaurant's storage room. Once there, Lisa looks around, pulls me in the room and shuts the door. Looking me up and down she pushes me off into the room. Lisa then walks up to me, forcefully shoves me against the wall and then crouches in front of me. She reaches out toward my crotch and begins to undo my pants.

"Don't..." I begin to say but she looks up and gives me a hard stare.

"You stopped me last time but this time I want to look at you," she tells me with a tone that brooks no argument and looks back at my crotch. "I want to feel your firmness."

I don't know why but I stand still and let her have her way. I have NO sexual experience at all, unless kissing and fondling counts. I guess that I'm just mesmerized by all that is happening. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, unbuttons them and then begins to tug down. She is now beginning to breathe faster.

"We shouldn't...."

"Shut up," she breathes out. "I want to see these balls."

Lisa brings the back of her hand up between my legs, busting my nuts hard through my underwear to make her point clear. I give out a little grunt and she just stares at me. What the hell?! She has my pants partially down and then begins to pull my underwear down. Once low enough so she can view my manhood, she lets out a little laugh, as she exposes my genitals. I flush a bright red. I'm way too nervous to be hard even though I am getting aroused. I've never had a girl, much less a woman, look at me naked before. She uses her fingers to flop my limp penis around.

"Wow, this is sad!" She rasps out and begins to flick at my testicles causing pain and discomfort. I grimace and reach for her hands but she grabs one up in her finger tips and squeezes hard. "Uh, uh. Play nice. Hands off!"

I pull them back.

"Matter of fact, turn around and put your hands up over your head and on the wall!" She then begins to spin me so that I face the wall and I do as told. Now, she's behind me and she momentarily releases my nut so she can cup both my balls.

"Man, you've got some real pathetic shit!" She taunts cruelly, with her now panting. "Shit like this don't deserve to live!"

Her words sting and I'm about to reach down to pull my clothes back up when suddenly she clasps my testicles tightly and begins to squeeze horribly.

"What the fuc... ahhh!"

I quickly drop my hands to grasp her cruelly crushing ones. I double over and smack my head on the wall causing stars to explode. This all causes my knees to buckle and I quickly slide down to the floor with her keeping a hold of me. I begin squirming in short little jumps as she is now pumping my balls! She has a death grip on me.

"I hope you enjoy!" Lisa hisses out through gritted teeth and lets out little giggles.

I look around at her and she has this crazed look in her eyes.

"Please don't!" I beg. "Let go!"

"No!" She barks. "Tell me, have you ever fucked a girl before."

I remain silent and she crushes harder.

"No!" I yelp.

"Good." She breaths into my ear and kisses me on the cheek. "Then your nuts are virginal. You've never spilt your seed in any pussy!" She says gleefully. "And... you never WILL!"

She then places her other hand over her crushing one so to get more power. Lisa then begins to concentrate and focuses all her strength into her hands. Hands that are very muscular indeed from years of serving heavy meals.

"Why are you doing this?" I gag out weakly. At least I try to say it but it comes out awful sounding. She understands me well enough though.

"For my amusement, asshole. That and I want to force your pathetic nut cream out through you tiny little pee hole! I want you to cum like you probably never have or ever will again! I'm going to CRUSH your balls, fucker!" Lisa rasps out huskily. "I'm going to fulfill my wildest fantasy with you, little boy! You're going to soon be a fucking nutless wonder that will never splash his filth around! Oh god I'm about to fucking cream my panties. The first time I saw you I just knew that I had to have your tiny teen nuts! To fucking squeeze them till they fucking POPPED!" Her voice is quivering and high pitch from her ragged breathing. Sweat breaks out along her delicate upper lip and brow.

Her words, needless to say, chill me to the bone. I want to call out but my voice doesn't seem to want to work. All I get out is little weak pleas. She now positions herself by moving around my body and laying me out, with her hovering over my crotch. She held on with one hand the whole time.

I am now squirming and on the brink of passing out. I have lots of pre-cum on my shriveled penis. My body is jumping in short intervals which are actually convulsions. She turns to look at my face and we both eye each other and the thought is unspoken. She smiles and I cry for what I know is about to happen. Semen begins to trickle unnaturally out of my penis, as Lisa crushes it from my glands. She laughs wickedly.

"NOOOO!" I wail in despair. Lisa only laughs more.

Lisa keeps holding onto my balls, and squishes them harder and HARDER. Her knuckles turn white and she grunts. Then suddenly I see her gyrating her hips and can smell her scent strongly. I know that she must be orgasming and this gives her the last amount of crazed strength that she needs to fulfill her sick desire. She gives off one hard continuous squeeze as she rides her orgasm and squeezes with everything she has. I begin to scream loudly, a stomach wrenching scream. Then, I take note that she too is screaming.

"Help! Help! Oh my god, somebody help!" Lisa screams, with my voice screaming right along. "RAPE!!!"

Suddenly, we both feel a little crunching and then not even a second later a second crunch. She continues to mash, as I begin to thrash, and a sudden flow of watery sperm tinged pink gushes from me. Lisa's hands get wet with a large amount of sperm.

"Yes! I've popped those fucking pathetic baby makers of yours!" She says happily. "I can't believe I actually did it!" She is giggling and smiling gleefully and reveling in the fact that SHE has dominated and permanently ruined me.

She quickly stands and rips her shirt open and tugs on her bra, letting one boob spring free, with a pink hardened nipple topping it off. It looks like a tiny pink cherry...

"How does it feel? Does it hurt bad? I hope it does and I hope it ALWAYS does!" she pants out.

I hear footsteps coming up to the door hurriedly now and the door begins to open. Lisa rushes over to it, wiping her cum and blood covered hands.

"Help me!" She is weeping. "He... he tried..." Then she falls into the awaiting arms of the other waitresses...

I merely quiver from the pain and my legs give off little jerks.

Sometime later, having been adjudicated as an adult, I find myself in the prison medical ward, awaiting my attempt of rape trial. My sex glands? Useless. Crushed beyond salvage and removed.

Lisa? She's hailed as a heroin by many and especially by any feminist group you'd like to name.

Mommy's Little Delight

My mother has had a rough life. She became pregnant with me when she was only thirteen years old and instead of her strict religious family helping her, they threw her out. I later came to learn from her that she had been repeatedly molested and raped and she had actually fled.

For several years she made her living off the streets the only way a single young mother really can. However, she took courses, stayed away from the drugs and made something of herself.

To me she's my biggest hero. My mom.

Then the worst happened around the time I was five. Through her courses my mom became a lawyer's receptionist and she made good money. Problem was, one of the partners became infatuated with my mother but was married. Promises had been made about him leaving his un-loving wife and making a settlement over the property and kids they had. My mother, wanting a loving relationship, believed him and began to see him. The separation never came and then my mother became pregnant. She carried the child believing this would force the issue. It didn't.

What did happen was the man's wife found out and forced her husband to dump my mother. He did just this and he stayed with his family. To make things worse, the vindictive wife made him fire my late term mother and put her back out on the street. This time the blow was too much and mom took up drinking. At this time she had a sizable bank account but with all the medical costs and her out of work the money soon began to dry up. Her drinking didn't help matters.

Then the baby came along and I got to see first hand just how screwed up my mother, my hero, had become. I had a baby brother and my mother was none to happy about that fact. The fact that he was 'male'. Seeing just how screwed up she was I'm glad that I wasn't born a boy.

I remember the first day we came home from the hospital with the baby. The memory is burnt into my conscience. She had instantly gone to her bottle and began drinking, after settling the baby down in its crib. After a bit, she had gone and just stood over him looking down. I had walked up next to her and with wonder looked in on him.

"Well, Sweetie. You've got a baby brother." She had said, while taking a drink from her bottle.

"Yeah, mom. It's great!" I had exclaimed.

"Great!?" She nearly yelled. "Great!? I can barely take care of us now. So, how am I going to take care of this little shit too!?"

I had never heard such anger from her before and I had cringed from her. She had noticed, even though by this time her speech had become slightly slurred.

"Oh, baby. I'm not angry at you. You're my sweet baby girl." She had then put a hand on my back and gave me a reassuring though shaky rub. "But this little crapper..." She had said menacingly, turning hateful eyes back to the baby. "He'll be just like all the other pigs in the world!"

I remember having looked at him and thinking how sweet he looked. I told her as much.

"Yeah, he's sweet now. But some day he'll grow to be a man. His nuts will drop and his cock will lead him around to pursue young girls... Young girls like you. Then he'll probably even begin to rape." Her speech had become more and more difficult to understand. Then she had sniffed the air.

"Course right now the only thing that tiny cock is good for is to make pissy messes!" She had then taken a big swig of her bottle, set it to the side and then had reached down to the baby.

Mom had roughly reached down and undressed him and then practically ripped the baby's diaper off. My brother had then awakened and began to cry. I looked on in awe at his naked little form. His pee-pee was so strange looking and even funny to me.

Then I began to witness events that shaped my out look on life and probably messed me up as much as my mother. I had watched in horror as my mother screamed at the baby to shut up and then she began to treat him cruelly.

"Shut up! Shut up, you tiny shit!" She had screamed.

Then she grabbed up some wipes and began to clean around his crotch. She did it VERY roughly and the baby began to give off a different cry. This cry was one of pain.

"Yeah you little fuck!"

"Mommy. Don't. You're hurting him." I had tried to tell her.

"Well, sweetie. You're going to need to learn that you'll have to hurt them to keep them from hurting you." I could barely understand her.

She had then finished wiping him. Then I can never forget what she did next. She had taken another drink and then slowly reached down and pinched up his tiny little genitals and turned to look at me.

"Sweetie, pay close attention. These are the best things to hurt a man with. Cause they sure as well will hurt you with them!"

Then I watched my mother begin to pinch and twist on his tiny organs and the baby began to cough as well as scream.

"Yeah, asshole, you like having mommy's fingers squishing your tiny nasty shit!?"

I had then begun to cry. "Mommy, please stop. Please stop!" She didn't seem to hear me.

"I aught to rip the crap right off! Save us all the misery you're going to grow up doing!"

Then she had actually started to pull on his flesh and I watch as it pulled up away from his tiny screaming body, his little arms and legs flailing. My mother had a strange happy look in her now glassy eyes. I know to this day that the only thing that saved my brother was what I did next.

I screamed for my mother to stop and grabbed her wrist. I so shocked her that she had let go and his tiny organs had actually snapped back into place. Then we both looked at one another momentarily. But then she passed out and slowly slid down onto the floor. I was nearly in shock and definitely traumatized by it all.

I remember picking up the baby and running with him to my room. I remember snuggling his screaming body to mine and rubbing on his tiny organs. Soon, he had begun to quiet down. What I remember most was how I felt. It felt as though I now owned him, since I was the one that saved him. I felt... empowered! Especially with his tiny little male organs in my fingers tips. I knew right then that I could give him pleasure as I was doing or pain as mom had been doing. It seemed so easy to do this and I actually enjoyed the sense of power it gave me. I didn't know it then but I was becoming a Femdom and my mother was making me one. Though I'm sure she wasn't doing it intentionally.

Matter of fact, the next day my mother didn't even recall what had happened. At the very least she didn't recall most of it and certainly not the last part. She did recall how she hated the boy and from that day on I become a surrogate mother to my brother.

As time went on though, I slowly introduced my mother to the joys of having a boy around. She actually came to enjoy him as much as me, though differently, and that I think was my gift to her.

I then began to have years of enjoyable fun with my little brother and began to want to have a real son of my own so that I could have more years of Femdom fun...

Mommy's Little Delight****

Mom's Night Off

It's been nearly nine years and I'm now nearly fourteen...

"Hey, little bro, get in here!" I yell to my brother.

"Coming sis," he little voice calls out obediently and respectfully. I hear his feet slapping along the wooden floor. He comes into our mother's room, with his little dong dangling. He has a slight little limp from our past... entertainments. He obviously still hasn't healed up from last time. "What do you need, ma'am?"

"Mom's had a rough week of work. Pleasure her!" I command him.

"Yes, ma'am," he obediently says and begins to slightly shake.

He doesn't like to have to pleasure mom. He doesn't like having mom assault him. She scares him. He knows what she would really do to him if she ever got the chance. She's said it in the past on so many drunken occasions.

"That's my good little piece of meat," I tell him laughingly.

Mom beckons him over to her bed.

"Lay back." She tells him, then lays her hand on his bare chest and pushes him back toward the bed.

I watch enthralled. I love to watch her dominate him. To fuck him!

Her breath is now coming quickly.

The boy has no choice but to do as told and so lets our mother push him back upon the edge of her bed. At least this is how he's been raised and knows no other life. I don't know any other way to be myself, except this way. So I tell myself that those other families are just fakes. That they are not real. THIS is real. THIS is the way it should be. A male that is made to serve and be obedient at all times.

Our mother is quiet as she crouches down in front of my brother's smaller form.

"God. I want you badly." She says so softly under her breath that I barely hear her.

I look on and see in his frightened face that he feels so vulnerable. I watch as mom pinches his tiny wiener between her fingers tips and begins to tug at it. Mom then cups his tiny scrotum with her other hand and gives a not so kind smile.

"I would so love to crush your fucking nuts!" Mom hisses hatefully. She's not even drunk!

My brother's eyes go wide from her threat and from the fact that she now grabs up his scrotum and begins to pull down on his soft underdeveloped male flesh.

"Mom." I say in a warning and chastising voice.

"Oh, I'm just fucking with him." She coos.

Course she's not. We all know this by now. She pulls down even harder on his hairless genital flesh.

"Look at this pathetic shit." She tells him cruelly. She loves humiliating him. She lets go of his scrotal sack and it pulls back up tightly against his groin in fear.

"God, I really do hate men's nuts."

She takes her finger and thumps a sensitive gland. He merely grunts, holds still and lets her have her way. She does this for several minutes, until he is squirming painfully against her bed.

"Ok, mom. Jeeze." I tell her.

I'm wanting to see some real hot action.

"Ok, ok. Don't get your fucking panties in a wad." She teases playfully and throws a beautiful smile back at me.

Then she quickly brings the edge of her hand smacking up between his little legs and smashes his tiny organ. My brother cries out in pain and begins to double over but mom grabs him up by his arm pits, lifts him and then none to kindly dumps him onto her bed.

"How was that you little fucker. Like having momma bust your tiny little sensitive shit?" she pants out.

Mom next opens his quivering legs with her hands and scoots up between them. She then runs her index finger down his limp little cock and hooks it up under his sack and his penis begins to stiffen. Then she brings her hand back up from under his balls and uses her fingers to give his penis a little stroke. It hardens quickly to a semi erect state, the best you can expect from an eight year-old boy, and begins to bob and jerk from the pleasure. She begins to stroke his penis and it fully hardens to its semi erect five inches. From what mom tells me my little brother is at least well hung to have such a large cock, though it looks rather thin to me. Mom then forcefully and quickly begins to jerk him. He begins to moan happily but the friction kind of hurts and he grunts.

I watch as mom then spits on his beautiful semi hard dick. She strokes and kneads his penis pleasantly and I just look on, as she rubs his now glistening and throbbing cock.

"Yeah, mom. Fucking awesome." I moan.

I like to stay completely dressed and just watch. It makes me feel so in control of them both. However, I feel the need to masturbate SO fucking bad! To slap that hard little prick of his around, while throwing some slaps at his tiny nuts! Mom has made it to where I now fully enjoy abusing male genitalia though not nearly as much as she does.

Mom, stops stroking him and she begins taking her shirt off. She unbuttons her blouse and I help her take it off. Then, I unsnap her bra and help her out of it as well. I let it drop from over her shoulders to land in her lap. I reach down and grab it up and toss it over by her shirt.

My brother and I gaze upon her large tits. They are a light brown, from tanning, and her nipples are very dark and very erect. I love to play with her large mounds. Oh yes, I do! Mine are not nearly as big yet, since they are still developing, but I expect that they will be. Especially once I give birth to a boy of my own! Then my puppies will REALLY swell!

She grabs my brother's penis, lifts it up straight into the air and then she slowly leans her head down.

"I'm going to suck you off little man."

She's being nice for my benefit.

"Your cock is so nice and firm but still sort of soft. Like a banana and your balls are so fucking cute!" She breathes. "This cock is five inches and that's so nice for a boy your age." I love listening to my mom talk dirty. "I want your cock and balls." Her mouth opens and in goes my brother's penis. His body jerks from the warmth and moist feeling. I sigh out loudly, as I watch. Mom's eyes close in pleasure, though she would deny that sucking cock pleases her. I know that the whole incest thing really turns her on, though it was just several years ago that such a thought would have disgusted her.

"Mmmm." She moans, as her head then starts to go up and down, stroking that bad ass little appendage. Her tongue wraps around it and her teeth nibble and slide along the sensitive skin.

My brother begins to squirm and she grabs a leg with one hand and the other she puts up under his balls and grasps them firmly. He goes deathly still.

Soon her motions become frantic. She's sucking and biting his penis, but not too hard. Then she runs her tongue down his penis and she sucks his balls into her mouth.

"Wh.. what.." He gasps. I can see that he has gotten fearful. He's probably afraid that she'll bite and chew them off. Given a chance... she probably would. "Please, don't hurt me... mommy," he pleads softly. Mom likes to hear his fear and to hear him calling her mommy.

"Careful, mom. Don't ruin the moment. Please." I pant out. I'm so fucking horny I could jump the little punk myself right now or dive down and eats mom's cunt! My pussy is so fucking hot and wet!

Mom doesn't hear me or maybe doesn't care.

"Please, st... stop. It hurts." He whimpers.

Mom lets his balls fall from her mouth. She looks at them with dark hateful desire.

"They're MINE. I gave them life and so I can take it away, if you don't hush." She says meanly and chomps her teeth at his sack and he quivers.

He starts to resist and she grabs his arms in her strong hands, presses her elbows into his inner thighs to pin them and then sucks his balls into her mouth once more. Then she really begins to suck them. Hard. Then she gnaws at them easily. I know what if feels like to have my brother's tiny little orbs between my teeth. The temptation to crunch them is so STRONG! He begins to weep.

"Sis! Please!"

"You shouldn't have pissed her off. Now shut up." I do like to be cruel myself at times.

I lean over and whisper in her ear.

"Don't even fucking think about it, bitch." I say half seriously. "Those belong to me!"

Then mom goes back up to his penis and sucks it more. She periodically alternates between the two areas. Brother goes back to squirming in pleasure and it takes completely over. He is now grunting in ecstasy.

"Oooh. Ooooh." He begins to pant out.

I watch as he begins to buck and his penis begins to lightly twitch constantly.

"Oh yeah. Here it comes, baby." Mom says happily. She sounds like a little girl. Then she begins to lightly slap at his balls! She slowly picks up the tempo and force. I know it must hurt but he is also enjoying it!

"Honey! Slap my tits!" She cries to me.

I get up behind her, putting my legs around hers and look over her shoulder. I begin to slap the sides of my mother's heavy mounds.

"Yes! Yes! Of fuck... fuck..."

Mom grasps his penis firmly but gently and then it begins to twitch uncontrollably and his hips lift up into the air. She begins to slap his now loose sack from side to side with some terrible force.

"Ooooh..... ouch, mommy!" He wails. "Mommieeeee....!"

I'm so horny. I watch as my brother's sack then quickly begins to tighten. I lean over my mother's shoulder to get a better view and grab up handfuls of flesh and begin to squeeze her breasts, harder and harder. She is whimpering like a chipmunk or something.

"Cum for me, sweety." Mom gasps.

She holds his cock straight upward toward her mouth and begins to pump with her hand. She's smiling. Then that tightening in his balls erupts, causing his hips to thrust upward with force and causes him to cry out in pleasure. He holds that position, as his little voice goes 'AHHH!' He wails out for several long seconds like some animal. As this all occurs, I'm looking down at his penis and watch as he begins to orgasm and dry cums.

Mom begins to lick at her lips frantically.

"YES!" Mom moans loudly. Then a bit quieter. "Your shit still works just fine, baby."

Yeah, they still work. You see, she's gotten a bit rough in the past. Hell, we both have. So, well, you never really know till you see for yourself!

By this time, his hips begin rhythmically thrusting forward, as he continues to give off an occasionally dry cum. Mom squeals happily at my brother's display of orgasming. She stops slapping his sack and simply pinches it up and feels out for his balls and squeezes firmly. She begins to squeeze harder and harder and my brother thrusts more violently, his hips jerking all around.

"Oh. Oh. OH! It feels so fucking sweet to squeeze a boy's pea sized nuts!" Mom pants.

"Kiss me," I pant.

Mom turns her head and we quickly kiss. I give off a little moan and my hips begin to gyrate up against mom's hips and I run my crotch up and down her ass. I start to hump her, as I continue to torment her tits. She likes her tits abused. I lean on her and reach around to take her large brown nipples into my fingers and begin to squeeze and twist.

This goes on for about a minute and my brother is practically wheezing from the pain and exhaustion. I'm getting afraid that she's going to crush his nuts; she's now squeezing so hard! However, I'm too fucking turned on to stop her or to care about his pathetic shit! Fuck it! We'll either find another pair or make a pair!!!

He continues to thrust but with less force and soon he completely tires. Then, he collapses back down on the bed exhausted but still squirming from our mother's ministrations. Mom then sucks his penis into her mouth and continues to suck on it, as it begins to shrink. His thrusting dies away. She pulls her mouth from his cock and leans her head back to eye him. Her expression is wild and I look at her breathlessly.

"I want you to dry humping some more!" She pants

"That's it mommy!" He wails pleadingly.

I just let the moment flow.

She then gives his balls one last hard continuous squeeze. This causes him to cry out in pain and to give off one last little thrust. His buttocks lifts off the bed and then mercifully a couple seconds later he gives her what she wants, with several quick thrusts. I think they were probably faked but who gives a shit? She smiles and quickly goes down on him and slurps his cock back up. Only then does she stop crushing his immature glands.

I continue to play with her tits by squeezing her breasts forcefully. I begin to slap them some more, as she runs one of her hand down between her legs and begins to rub and finger herself frantically. I can hear the sucking and squishing noises, as well as smell her sex. This drives me nearly over the edge to orgasm.

Mom sucks his limp cock harder and actually begins to chew on it, causing him some serious discomfort. Soon, we are both whimpering and moaning. Almost in tandem. Then, mom lets go of his cock and grabs up his balls. She begins to repeatedly tug on his glands, as she lifts her head and gives off a long loud sigh and then begins to squeal out her orgasm. She likes to tug on his balls so she can imagine that she is ripping them off. It helps her to have a forceful and long lasting orgasm.

I help her and myself along by grabbing up handfuls of breasts. I squeeze and shake her tits. In a short time I can tell she's about to orgasm so I let go of her tits and reach down to finish myself off. Her body is jerking now and after a minute she drops over the limp form of my brother, smothering him with her large sweaty tits. She periodically shakes and sighs. It doesn't take but a minute and soon I'm lying on the bed next to her. Though my tits may not be as big I make up in what I produce down below. I move my hand over and up her body to her face. I let her taste my drenched hand. She does the same for me and I happily lick at my mother's fuck juice. Then she rolls over so we are facing each other and we kiss passionately, letting our womanly juices mingle...

"Jesus, that was great." She sighs out.

"Yeah, and the evening is still young." I smile at her and she returns the smile.

"It's great being a woman and being able to cum again and again," she breathes out.

"Yeah, too bad my brother can't have the same kind of fun. I guess we'll just have to play some ball games with him again tonight."

"Now, THAT'S what I'm talking about!" Mom says excitedly. "I'll go get the press and weights!" She then gets up and hurries off.

I listen, as my brother begins to weep badly and he curls up on the bed, cradling his soon to be seriously tortured genitals. I guess he doesn't want to have his cock and balls played with! Especially those tiny little orbs of his.

Maybe tonight I'll finally let mom's fantasy come true once and for all.

Course I sure would like to have the song 'Pop Goes the Weasel' play in the background.

MY B-DAY SPANKING****

I'm deep asleep when I hear...

"Wake up birthday boy!" I dimly recognize my mother's and older sister's voices.

I stir awake and then I feel my covers quickly being pulled from over my body. I feel it slide down off my upper body and my nude torso comes into view. I then begin to realize what's going on, as I feel the cool air starting to wash over me. I frantically try to grab for the comforter. At first I'm thinking that this is all some dream or nightmare.

"No! Stop!" I say groggily but it's far too late.

The comforter is then whisked off me and I hear both my mom and sister gasp. I'm totally exposed, as I try for the covering and my sister begins to giggle. I'm totally nude and I quickly give up trying to grab the blanket and instead us my hands to cover over my crotch.

"What the hell?" My mother says with a very embarrassed tone. "When did you start sleeping in the nude?"

"A few months back." I respond timidly. Both are still standing over my bed and staring. "Dang, mom. Can't you guys give back my blanket?" I whine. My mom seems to come back to her senses.

"Oh, sorry, hon."

She grabs the blanket that my sister is now holding and begins to pull it from what appears to be very reluctant hands. She gives my sister a quizzical look and my sister now seems to be coming to her senses as well. She's still giggling. She releases the blanket and mom throws it over me.

"Do you guys mind leaving now?" I ask, with still a whine in my voice and I'm still groggy. I'm still not fully sure if this is some weird dream or not.

"Yes, sweet heart. We didn't mean to embarrass you. We were just trying to give you a birthday wake up call." My mom seems to be very apologetic. "I guess it didn't work out so well, huh?"

I just dumbly shake my head no.

"Come on." She tells my giggling sibling and grabs her arm and leads her out. As mom shuts the door, "I am so sorry honey." Then she closes it fully, leaving me wondering now if this is some strange sex dream. I've been having those more and more lately. But my own mother AND sister!

After laying here for like fifteen minutes, I realize that the strange events have actually occurred. I am now red in the face and totally embarrassed. I don't even know how I can face them both. Then I think to myself that it's especially weird that my sister went along with it. Given her attitude towards mom and I. Mom did it for a laugh, since we kid around together a lot, not knowing that I now sleep in the nude. However, I then realize that sis probably did it in the hopes of embarrassing me. I think she must have suspected that I now sleep naked. That or maybe... she's spied? I'm now fuming at the thought. That BITCH!

After about forty five minutes my mom calls for us to wash up and come to the kitchen for breakfast. I do as told.

I make my way into the kitchen and I notice that my sister is already in there. I glance to see that she has a catish little smile. She's sitting at her usual spot and eyeing me. I try not to make anymore eye contact than necessary and clench my teeth in anger. My mom is busy finishing up the cooking. I sit down at my own spot. Mom then sets out the food and she sits herself down with us.

"Well, let's eat." Mom says.

We all eat in silence. After about ten minutes of it, my sis has had enough.

"Interesting morning," she smirks.

"That's enough," our mom says.

"Oh come on. It was funny," my sis persists.

"It was not funny and I don't want you to say anything more about it," mom says sternly.

"God! You always baby him and take his side," sis huffs.

Nope, we don't get along too well at all. She seems to think that mom treats her like crap and me like I'm an angel. I guess to some extent that might be true but I suspect that it's because of my sis's attitude these past couple years. She's a junior in high school and mom still won't let her have any boyfriends. At least not over to our house. Mom knows she probably has one but won't condone it.

Mom is pretty strict with my sister but that's because she started acting up when dad died. Matter of fact it was a couple years ago that mom sent my sister to an all girl private school because sis had started getting into trouble in her previous school. A lot of times it involved boys. This school has a strict disciplinarian approach to misbehaving girls. Sis still hasn't forgiven mom.

I watch as mom gets up and goes to the fridge to get more orange juice. Then I watch with disappointment, as she opens the cabinet and pulls out some vodka. Once she's up and away, my sis starts in on me. She spears a sausage link and lifts it in the air.

"Hey, little bro. THIS is bigger than what I saw," she whispers under her breath.

I get furious and kick her in the shin under the table.

"Ouch!" she yelps. "You little shit!"

My mother spins around. "Young lady! You watch your mouth or I'll ground you for a month! Then let's see how you enjoy the summer break!"

"But! He just kicked me!" my sis responds poutingly.

"Is this true?" mom asks me.

I just nod my head. My sister gets a smug look. Then mom turns to my sis.

"What did you do?"

"What?! You always think that I do something!"

"Did she do something?" mom asks me.

I only nod yes.

"What honey? What did she do?"

"I... I'd rather not say, mom. It's... embarrassing."

I can see that mom wants to press the issue but having had enough experiences with our fighting she let's it go. She simply sits back down at the table. Then she turns a hard stare to my sister.

"It's his birthday. You WILL be nice. Understand?"

My sister just fumes.

"Understand?" My mother raises her voice.

"Yeah, sure, fine. Whatever," my sister responds. It's the best mom is going to get out of her.

We eat in silence once more. After about five minutes mom tries to lighten the mood.

"So, how does it feel to be a teenager now?" She asks me.

"Uh. Pretty much the same." I respond.

I can't get the image of my own mother and sister staring at my naked body lying on my bed. It's so embarrassing. I then meet her eye and see that she is smiling warmly. I then relax and smile back. I figure things aren't all that bad and decide to let things get back to normal. Mom wants to and I pray that sis will let it go. I know she won't but I can pray.

"Ok, this is what's going to happen. We are going to celebrate your birthday tonight. Just the three of us." My mom begins and gets interrupted.

"But mom! I'm going over to Janet's tonight and then we're leaving in the morning!" Mom had agreed to let my sis go on a spring break trip with her friends. She doesn't like it but with sis now being seventeen mom knows she can't have her way all the time anymore.

"Not this again. I told you earlier this week what was expected and told you I wouldn't hear another word on the matter. It's his thirteenth birthday and we're going to spend it with him," my mother says sternly. "You can leave in the morning. Janet can come and pick you up."

"Oh this is a bunch of crap, mom," my sis says angrily.

"One more word lady and you'll find yourself in a world of it," my mother says in a soft calm voice. That's when she's most dangerous.

Sis was about to speak but snaps her mouth shut. I can't help but smile and she sees this. Sis eyes me with that look I know all too well. It says, "You just wait you little toad."

"Good," my mom says with a smile. "You both can have the day but I want you both back no later than six. That way we can go to dinner and be back for the opening of the presents."

"Mom, if she doesn't want to come that's fine," I try to say so to make a peace offering.

"Yeah!" my sis says happily. "See? He doesn't care," she hopefully says.

"But I do," mom retorts. "We are all the family we have and I want us to spend our special occasions together. I don't want to hear any more on the matter, from either of you."

"Yes, ma'am," I respond.

"Yes, ma'am," my sister says but it is in a mocking tone toward me.

Mom just finishes up her meal and takes her things to the sink. Her shoulders slump. "Clean off your dishes when done," she sighs out at us and then leaves.

I let a minute pass. "Why are you so mean to her?" I ask.

"Shut up."

"No. I seriously want to know. After all, it's because of you that she drinks so much."

Mom's not the only one though. I know for a fact that sis hits mom's stock quite often. If it weren't for the fact that mom drinks so much, she would probably know.

I wait for a response from my sis. However, she does something that really creeps me out instead. She gets such an ugly angry face, as she spears another sausage link. Then, eyeing me, she puts it to her mouth, seductively licks the tip, runs her tongue up and down it and then suddenly she chomps down upon it and bites through. She shakes her head from side to side, growls like a dog and chews it in half. I don't know why but I just stare in fearful fascination. Nothing more is spoken between us. Nothing more needs to be said.

I spend the day with a couple of my friends and I guess my sis does the same. Mom has gone off to have her hair and nails done. I remember a time when she and my sis would both go off together and have that done. Since dad's death some years back though...

The day passes quickly and I head home. I'm actually surprised to see my sis home on time and ready. Matter of fact she's almost fifteen minutes early. I guess she realizes that she has pushed mom as far as she's going to.

We all head out to dinner. It starts out fine enough but sis then starts her guerilla warfare. Nothing blatant. Nothing specific. Just innuendoes. She talks about how some of the girls say the guys are so cute where they are going and such. Next she goes into how her new bikinis look and how she can't wait to wear them up and down the beach to drive the cute boys crazy. Basically, she's telling mom that she's going to get fucked and there's nothing she can do about it. Over the course of the meal mom has a few glasses of wine and even a scotch. This isn't much for a person used to drinking, but it's enough to give mom a buzz and to drone out my sis' insistent ramblings. Mom's drinking is a sign that she has resigned and given up on a lost cause when concerning my sister.

Thankfully, the meal comes to an end and we head home.

Once there, mom heads to the kitchen and I decide to tag along. Hoping my presence will be enough to dissuade her from drinking. It's not. She heads to the fridge and grabs a beer. She pops it and downs it quickly.

"Ah, I needed that."

Sis comes sauntering in as well. Why? I'm not sure. I guess since she has her barbs in mom she wants to press the advantage. I'm beginning to hate the bitch.

Mom eyes my sis and grabs a couple more beers, sets one on the table and pops the other, letting the fridge door shut softly. She takes a long swig and sets it down. Mom even burps slightly.

"Excuse me," she smiles sheepishly.

Sis only snorts in disgust and I try to play the good little boy part. I do love my mother and desperately wish she wouldn't let my sis get the upper hand like this.

"Be back in a min," mom says.

Suspecting what she's doing I stay put. Sis and I pretend each doesn't exist. After about fifteen minutes, mom calls us to come to the dinning room. Sis and I both go in and there is of course a birthday cake with the candles lit. There are several presents on the table too.

"Make a wish, sweetheart," mom says happily.

"Ok," my sis says and starts toward the cake.

"No, not you, silly," mom says. She's feeling pretty good I would guess.

I then go up to the cake, close my eyes and blow the candles out.

"What did you wish for, honey?" my mom asks, while finishing off her beer. "Hon, get me my other beer," she asks my sis. Sis happily heads out to get it for mom. Mom sees that I haven't answered.

"Oh, that's right. You can't tell me. Let me guess, a different sister?" Then she laughs at her own joke. She's partly right. I do wish that things could be better.

"Well, open your presents!" mom says excitedly.

Sis returns with mom's beer along with two others. One is for herself. Mom eyes her but she says nothing, as she sips at her opened can. Yep, she's given up completely this evening. Complete surrender. Then I get a big surprise.

"Hey, little bro. This ones for you," sis says.

I look to my mother with my surprise.

"What are you thinking?" my mother asks my sis. Mom's voice has a slight slur to it by now.

"Well, hell. He's thirteen now and you treat him more maturely than you do me. Why not?" sis smirks.

I know mom's going to tell her no way but instead, "Fine then," she retorts. "Go ahead, honey. Take the beer. It's all right," mom says and steps up and puts an arm around my shoulders.

I can see that this is some kind of power play between them. Mom in her current state doesn't want to be shown up. Also, I guess she thinks that if she doesn't let me have it I'll hold it against her or something. I really don't know what's going through their heads though. I can only guess and I don't like it. I tentatively reach out and take the beer. "Uh, thanks," I chirp.

Mom starts to devour her beer. I set mine down and begin to open the presents. I have a new game console and several games to go with it!

"Thanks, mom!" I turn to her and give her a big hug. Her breasts mash against my chest and her beer sloshes out some. "Oops. Sorry, mom."

"No worries." Her speech is becoming somewhat slurred.

I look through my treasures for several minutes when a voice speaks up. I had figured my sis would have just let things go and then gone to bed. Not her though.

"What about his beer?"

"OH! That's right," mom grabs up my beer and pops it. "You don't have to drink it or you can just have a sip if you want."

"Uh, ok," I respond. I then sip it lightly.

"Oh come on! Like this!" Then sis tilts hers back and swallows. Then she looks at me. "Like a soda."

"Let the boy alone," my mother says.

Being called a boy sort of stings and so I begin to down the beer like sis did. I then let out a little burp and both women laugh.

"That's my boy!" mom says enthusiastically. I don't know if she really knows what she is doing now.

Sis rushes off and brings back a whole six pack and gives us each another. Then, strangely we all sit down at the table, begin to talk and I can feel my head getting dizzy. I start on my second beer. The second one in my life! We talk awhile about inconsequential things, with my sister leading the conversation. After a while our talk, our conversation has some how turned to more intimate things and I find myself talking about a girl I like at school.

"What does she look like?" my sis asks, seemingly indifferent and swigs at her beer. I answer and am soon answering all kinds of questions.

"Wait here!" sis says and rushes off. A minute later she's back with the vodka bottle and three small glasses. Shot glasses if I remember correctly.

"Let's have a drinking game!" She says excitedly. I KNOW that mom will say no now. Instead...

Mom slaps the table top. "I'm up to it!" She even gives my sis a friendly little nudge. I can't believe she's drunk enough to let this happen but then I think on the glasses of wine, scotch and all the beer. Still though, it seems weird. Her acting like this.

"Uh, how?" I ask.

"Well, let's do truth or dare. In this case drink. Someone asks you a question or puts a dare to you. You do it or take a drink."

"Good idea," mom says, with her eyes seemingly dreamy.

Then we start the game. Sis pours the vodka into the glasses and puts them in front of us. We then go round robin and begin to ask questions. Tame stuff at first. We even begin to supply information without being asked. It's just stuff about what we like and what we're scared of. Mom confides how much she misses dad and such. Sis even opens up and tells us how insecure she is, which causes mom to give her a hug and they both get teary eyed. None of us ask things that we aren't willing to answer and so no one has to drink. Not that the questions aren't somewhat private and embarrassing. Just not all that much. My head buzzes. After a time, I sort of begin to get bored with it all. Then, sis decides to up the ante.

"Ok, ok. This is getting stale. Time for the hard questions." Sis smiles and moms actually gives off a little giggle.

Sis turns to me. "Do you masturbate?"

"Wh... what?" I stammer. I think the question over and I feel a twitch in my penis. This disgusts me though because it's been brought on by my own sister!

"Answer the question or drink," sis says.

"Yeah. Answer," mom chimes in.

"Come on guys... that's... that's...."

"Part of the game, honey," mom slurs. I see that she is swaying a little.

I look down at the drink. I gulp. I reach down and bring it to my mouth. The smell repels me and burns my nose some.

"Ah, hah. He doesn't want to answer it!" sis squeals, causing them both to laugh.

I can't drink that stuff and set it down.

"Oops. I don't think he's man enough to drink it!" mom teases. "Answer the question then!"

I gulp again. "Well... I sort of... kind of do."

"Sort of? What does that mean?" my sis asks.

"Well, I kind of... I kind of hump my pillow," I say quietly, with my head hung down. My penis begins to stiffen up. I can't believe we are doing this.

Sis busts out laughing. "You dry hump your pillow?" Mom covers her mouth with her hand daintily and snickers. "Do you cum like that? Or can you even cum yet?" sis asks with real curiosity.

I look up at her with wide eyes.

"Nope, honey. That's two questions. It's now my turn." mom says to my sis.

Sis doesn't want to let it go but does. I'm so relieved. Then mom leans towards my sister with a lot of intensity.

"Still got your cherry young woman?"

I actually see my sis turn red! I guess she thought she could embarrass us without being embarrassed. Then I watch her take up the vodka and she swills it down. She makes a little face doing it.

"As I thought," mom snorts out.

Sis looks down at the table and speaks quietly. Her voice actually begins to break. "For your information... YES! I do have my cherry!" she says angrily. "I just wanted to down that vodka before answering," she says quietly.

"I'm... I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry for being so hard on you," mom says tearfully and they then hug.

Then it's my turn!

"How far have you gone with a guy?" I ask my sister timidly. Since this has all gone in this direction I don't know what else to really ask.

While still holding onto mom sis answers. "Well, little brother. I've of course kissed. I've let a couple feel up my boobs and one time I let a guy feel up my skirt and touch me... you know. There."

Both mom and I look on wide eyed. My body is so hot feeling and my penis is pretty hard now. It's weird hearing someone talk about their intimate moments. Especially from my own sis. During the course of our talking my penis hardens and softens as the questions flow around the table. It feels so good! Sis finally gets around to putting the difficult question to me as I did her.

"How far have you gone with a girl, little brother?" Sis asks.

I look at them sheepishly. "Can I have a beer?" I ask. Mom laughs and hands me one from the new six pack herself. I pop it and drink it down fast. Mom and sis both take another themselves. Drinking mine so fast causes me to get really dizzy. My sister coughs lightly, waiting for her answer.

"Well, I've kissed a girl before."

"Really?" Mom says surprised. "When was this?"

"Out of turn, mom," I smile and she smiles back. Her eyes are really glassy.

"My little man growing up?" mom says rhetorically.

"That's it? Nothing more?" sis asks.

"Well... I've been touch there before by a girl," I say with some pride.

"What?!" mom says with some real animation.

"Well... it was an accident really. We were up on a trampoline with others and we both fell with her on top. Her hand landed on my... well anyway. That's how it happened," I tell them.

"Did you like it?" sis asks.

She seems to be actually getting excited over all this talk. Truth be known, so am I. It's more than just the physical reaction, I'm actually getting aroused. Then the game takes a twist. We stop the rules and just begin to openly tell what we are thinking and feeling.

"Well, duh." I respond to her inquiry and we all laugh. "Matter of fact she was like a year or two older and she didn't move her hand off of me at first. She sort of moved it around on me. Like she was playing with me," mom's eyes get big.

"Did you get... well you know. Get hard?" sis asks.

"Uh, na. It was a couple years ago and I didn't really get hard and stuff. Or at least I don't remember getting hard."

I notice that mom is now squirming in her seat and then suddenly she speaks up. "Who... who wants to see my tits?" mom rasps out.

Sis and I both look at one another with big round eyes. It just came out of nowhere. We then both turn to look at our mother.

"Last call. When I get drunk I like to show off my tits. So... who wants to see them?" mom asks again.

This whole time I thought mom was just interested in our lives and wanting to know what's going on. I didn't for a moment think that she was getting... well horny. I sure as hell don't let the moment go!

"I... I would love to," I say with a squeaky voice.

Sis turns to look at me with even more surprise and then turns back to mom, as mom begins to unbutton her blouse slowly. I feel myself hardening all the way! Then she stops.

"No. This is wrong. I'm sorry guys. I shouldn't have..."

"Bullshit!" sis says loudly and even aggressively. "You can't disappoint him now. Look at him. He's so fucking eager to see your tits. To be honest so am I. I've often wondered about what you look like. If we're alike or not," sis tells mom.

Mom looks thoroughly chastised. "Ok, but I'm going to ask you to do the same then," mom tells my sis. I can see that she's hoping my sis will back down.

Sis looks away for a few seconds and then turns back. "All right. I'll do it. We'll all go topless!" she says happily. "That means you too, little bro!"

Mom actually smiles. "Well, ok. What about it little man. Want to go topless?"

Topless? Hell I'm breathless! I nod my head yes enthusiastically. Mom goes back to unbuttoning her blouse.

"Come on, tiger. Off with your dress shirt," mom says.

No sooner said than done. I whip my shirt off quickly and put it on the table. Both of them laugh. Sis is wearing a sweater and she easily pulls it off and deposits it on the table. I stare in fascination as my sister is now sitting across from me in nothing but her lacey black bra. I then watch as mom finishes unbuttoning her blouse and pulls it off and places it too on the table. She's in a satin purple bra. My eyes ogle both my sister and mother. They laugh delightfully. It's always been apparent that mom is quite a bit bigger than sis but to actually see how their breasts look and to get to compare them!

"Here, mom. Let me help with that bra," sis huskily says. "I'd let him but he'd probably shoot off a load if he did," sis laughs out loud and so does mom.

Once out of their bras I can see that though mom's breasts are larger sis's nipples are bigger and a lot darker. Almost but not quite black, where as mom's are smallish and pink. My sister's dark nipples contrast so wondrously to her pale soft flesh. The dark flesh around her nipples spread out in a large area and are definitely larger than any silver dollars. The dark flesh is also covered with small bumpy looking protrusions. Yep, there is definitely a big difference between mother and daughter.

I feel so light headed and I just stare at their beautiful mounds, which they are so proudly displaying to each other and to me...

Then, things get really weirded up. I'm so drunk that I just dimly remember the suggestion from my sister about giving out a birthday spanking. But on my BARE ass! Next, I remember having my pants and underwear forcefully pulled off, while I futilely struggle against the two stronger women. I do remember beginning to weep and pleading with them not to do this but they had only laughed and giggled. However, mom was about to give it up, it was all just a prank to her, when sis quickly intervened. Sis had said that since they had already seen all that I have to offer a woman earlier that day, it isn't such a big deal. Then she had gone on about how since she and mom had given me such a show nice show with their tits it was only fair that I be made to do the same. For some reason mom went along with the screwy logic! They forced me onto my mother's awaiting lap and I have to support myself by laying my palms on the floor.

Now here I am being put on display and ready to be spanked on my bare ass while I'm laying over my mommies legs. I lift a hand and push it back and hold it over my cheeks to protect myself.

"Please, stop, mommy!" I weepingly plead. Mommy? I haven't used that word in so long. However, I'm feeling so vulnerable and... violated!

"Oh, come on. You're a beer drinking big guy now," sis snorts and crouches down in front of my face. The expression she has chills me. She's enjoying my total humiliation!

"She's right, honey," mommy slurs. "Now hold still while momma gives her little man a nice birthday spanking!" she giggles girlishly.

My limp penis is getting mashed around on her legs and soon I get a stiffy from it all. Unfortunately, my testicles also get rolled around on her thighs and the pain is none to pleasant, while I still struggle against her. Luckily with my one hand on the floor I am able to lift up off my mother's lap a little to keep my testicles from being smashed to badly. I look into my sister's eyes and I can see that she knows this. She can see me lifting my groin up to alleviate the pain. She can see my erect penis, as it flops around on mom's legs.

Then I hear her whisper, "What's wrong? Getting a little and I do mean LITTLE nut pain?" She gives me a big ole smile.

"Please, stop this, sis!" I plead.

"Here, mom," sis says and grabs up my wrist to hold me and to keep me from protecting my exposed cheeks. More importantly she does this to keep me from being able to protect my vulnerable glands. Mom runs her hand over my butt and then she begins to strike out at my tender flesh. We can all hear the crack of her hand coming down upon my cheeks and soon I'm really crying from the pain in my testicles and the pain on my stinging buttocks.

"Stooooop!" I plead. They only laugh harder on each strike and each strike causes me to squirm, digging my penis into mom's flesh, and this in turn causes my glands to get squished. Soon it is over and sis lets my wrist go. I am breathless and sobbing and hanging over my mother's legs like a limp rag, though with an incredible hardon. My head is spinning and the alcohol is beginning to make me groggy again. I feel myself passing out.

However, I soon get sobered up quickly enough from fright.

"Mom. I want a turn," sis gleefully says. I try to look up but all I can see is sis's lower body. I then let my head drop down and hang once more from fatigue.

"Ok, sweetie. That sounds like fun," mom tells her.

"But, mom. I don't want to spank his ass. You already did that," sis continues. Mom runs her hands over my stinging flesh.

"Oh. Ok. What then?" mom slurs.

"I want to give him his birthday spanking right on his... well... his little package," sis breaths out loudly. I can't believe my ears. I can't believe what I think she's asking! Mom is quiet for a time. Then I feel mom as she moves her leg. Rubbing it pleasantly along my erection. Purposely I soon realize and soon I have what I know from sex education as pre-cum oozing out. I can't believe that I am this aroused by all these strange events! Then sis speaks again, "It'll be a 'special' birthday spanking," sis pants out. I begin to shake my head and protest. Suddenly, mom is laughing.

"Ok, sweetie. It sounds... interesting," mom giggles. Interesting! I scream in my head. "Just... just don't do it too hard...," mom says softly.

Then hands are grabbing me up and I am pulled off my mother's lap. I see a string of pre-cum trailing and the wet spots on mom's slacks. "Stop it!" I cry out.

"Ooh, look, mom! He's enjoying himself already!" sis nearly squeals in delight.

Mom laughs but it sounds a bit strained, "It sure looks that way..."

I'm forcefully lifted and placed on the table. Then I am forced into position upon the surface, with my legs pulled up to my head, pinning my arms, and mom is holding them. My penis is throbbing and is so hard. I then notice a strange feeling in my balls. Mom continues to hold me down while sis lifts up her hand.

"On each smack I'm going to make it a bit harder," she excitedly informs me. Then she seems to think about what she said and giggles. "The smacks. Not necessarily your cock." Then she brings her hand up.

"Please, sis. Don't do this to me. Please, don't smack my... my... genitals!" I softly plead with her. At first I get through to her. I know I do. Her face goes soft and her eyes become gentle. Then mom has to burp, right in my face, and sis looks at her in disgust. Not that mom would notice by this time. She's not even with us anymore. Then I see the quick change in my sister's expression. She WANTS to hurt me. To hurt me not just physically but emotionally!

"One!" Sis sounds loudly and her naked breasts, topped off by her hard dark nipples, jiggle wondrously, as her hand comes smacking down upon my unprotected testicles.

"Ahh!" I cry out, as the pain shoots down my legs and sickens my stomach. Though the pain is awful, having my mother hold me while sis spanks my balls feels strangely good! Arousing. However, I still don't want to be smacked on my nuts. Especially since I feel a strange... build up in them. I'm afraid of what that feeling is.

"Don't hit my nuts!" I weep out.

"Oh hush. I'm going to bust your little ballsies and you can't stop me!" sis giggles.

"Two!" sis spanks me again.

That strange feeling in my balls grows.

"Look honey, he's really dripping now!" Mom slurs badly. I think she's barely on this side of consciousness by now. I look, as does my sis and sure enough I have a little puddle of pre-cum on my belly!

"Nice!" sis says breathlessly.

She seems to think something over and then she quickly grabs my penis and pulls it up. She gives it a playfully little stinging slap, though the pain is nowhere near as bad as what my balls have taken.

"I've never... tasted a boy's cum before," she breaths.

"Bet his is... sweet," mom says almost incoherently.

Sis looks at my penis for a few seconds and then lowers her head. She flicks out her tongue and laps up a little. She pulls her tongue back into her mouth and seems to try and decide.

"Not bad, little bro," she pants, nodding her head to herself.

She then sucks in the tip of my penis and moans happily, playing her tongue over it and nibbling with her teeth. I watch her like I'm in a trance. This has to all be a nightmare! Then sis leans back up and lets my penis go. It smacks my belly with a little wet plop, spraying little droplets of saliva. Mom giggles. Sis raises her hand again.

"No!" I say incredulously. "You've done what you've wanted to me! Just stoooop!" I weep.

"Three!" Her cruel hand comes crashing down and I grunt out in pain.

"Four!" The hits are getting harder and I'm squirming badly. This is only number four!? The aching in my balls gets worse, as does that strange pressure. She goes to whacking them from one side to the other...

"Five!"

"And SIX!"

"Stop it! Please! My balls... they feel funny!"

"SEVEN!" Sis is breathing hard and she picks my cock up and begins stroking it.

"EIGHT!" Sis backhands my balls this time and I scream out in agony, as they go slapping into the side of my inside thigh. I also scream in pleasure. My hips are beginning to thrust.

"MOM! He's going to cum. Right? That's why he's bucking his hips?" I hear mom give out a sigh. I think she had fallen asleep. I look up and see mom's eyes go wide and she gives a little wispy smile.

"Yeah baby. He's getting ready to spurt his funk." Mom giggles. "My baby's first cumming?" mom asks me.

I can only dumbly nod my head yes and both woman giggle.

Then, sis quick counts her spankings causing her breasts to jiggle around violently and causing me to begin whimpering and weeping loudly from the torment to my balls. Her hard nipples are now black and HUGE, as they stick out at least nearly an inch and a half from her body. They look angry and the little bumps in the dark areas around her nipples are also larger and firmer!

"NINE!"

My hips thrust more urgently...

"TEN!!"

Faster...

"ELEVEN!!!"

Faster!

"TWELVE!!!!"

FASTER!

"THIRTEEN!!!!"

FASTER!!

I'm screaming and sobbing uncontrollably. Sis holds up her hand in a very threatening manner. My hips continue to thrust and I feel that my balls are about to EXPLODE but they seem to be waiting for my sister!

"Ready for the one to grow on?! This one is sure to REALLY bust some balls, little brother!" She asks and says crazily. My hips continue to thrust but in a frantic motion now. They are thrusting and my balls are near to exploding, all from the abuse and the words that have issued from my sister's hand and mouth. That pressure seems to about to explode and so it causes me to gyrate even more urgently!

"Do it, honey," mom mumbles. "Bust my baby's tiny nuts."

Sis pulls back her hand, holds my cock straight up, slightly stroking along my slippery head and then brings her hand crashing down.

"FUCKING, ONE TO GROW ON!!!!!"

I let out a little girlish scream, anticipating the blow.

"Ooooh." Mom sighs out lustfully. "Make my baby cum!" she slurs. "Make his nice pecker squirt," she giggles drunkenly.

The smack is awful and it makes a loud meaty sound. I don't even feel it, as I feel a terrific and an oh so wonderful release in my balls. My testicles do actually explode and I can feel the force of that explosion courses through my body and then up through my held appendage! Then, I watch in amazement as a stream of pearly liquid squirts at least a foot into the air from my penis opening and it splatters onto my sister's face! The steamy hot fluid then obeys the laws of gravity and so then comes splashing down to dribble over my sister's hand and my own penis. It mixes into my pubes and splashes over my groin area and lower abdomen. But I don't stop there. I continue to pump!

"Oh god yes!" sis rasps out, as she licks at her lips. "Give me that cum!"

Then, she drops her head down on my penis. She sucks it all in this time and licks at the fluids. I can feel my penis sliding down the back of sis's throat! Her tongue flicks out from her mouth and from around my penis to lap at my pubes.

"Yes, yes... oh yes, honey. So, fucking hot, sweetie," mom grunts out. "Eat his sweet boy cum..." mom pants. "Is it sweet, honey? Huh? Is it sweet?"

Sis can only grunt out a response. I guess it is from her happy moaning. Suddenly, as the pleasure of my cumming subsides and the thrusting and pumping begins to ebb away, total agony takes its place. It feels like my balls have been beaten by a baseball bat or something and I begin to thrash and weep badly. Mom only tightens her hold so sis can finish eating me. Then, I begin to merely whimper and quiver from the aguish.

After a short time mom passes out over me and sis stops eating my cock. She moves around the table and she helps mom to the floor. This allows me the opportunity to curl into a ball sobbing. I tentatively grab up my swollen testes and weep at how badly they are swollen and abused.

I dimly notice that sis begins to walk away and I listen as she goes off. I sigh in relief and pray that it is all done. However, new fear washes through me coldly, as sis comes back. I feel her hands grabbing me and she rolls me over, I feel her pulling my hands from my crotch. She grabs up my scrotal sack and painfully pulls my testicles down to the bottom of my scrotum. Then something cold closes around my glands sack and traps my sex glands.

"Listen you little toad. I can't stand you and after this night mom is going to be a bit more... well shall we say lenient toward me." She sneers hatefully at me. "Since I've got her guilt to work with. If that's not enough... I have it filmed," she says meanly.

Sis doesn't seem to be all that drunk. I then realize that she's played a cruel game on us both. I look at her fearfully.

"You may be wondering what has you by the balls... other than me that is," she sneers cruelly. "Well, you don't really need to know WHAT it is. Only what it can DO!" I listen to her very, very carefully. "What it can do is this... it can crush a guy's testicles. Easily and effectively," she informs me happily.

"No, no, no... please... no..." I sob disbelievingly.

"If you don't want to lose your balls, you'll start to do what I tell you to do from now on. Otherwise..."

Then I feel an awful sickening pain in my balls, as she crushes them in the contraption.

"I will! I will!" I scream out.

She eyes me like I'm some sort of experiment. Her breathing quickens again and she becomes flushed in the face and the flushing spreads down her chest.

"God, I want to fucking crush your nasty little balls!" sis says hatefully and lustfully, as that awful sickening pain grows worse and worse from the ever increasing pressure! She slowly licks her lips. I never even suspected that she was like this. Neither mom nor I.

I pass out from all the booze and all the continuing abuse...

NUDIST CAMP WITH MY AUNTIE****

"You need to put that away, little man!" my auntie says worriedly.

"I... I can't, auntie!" I respond fearfully.

It's considered very, VERY bad to be sporting a stiffy when at a nudist area.

"Shit," my auntie breaths. "Turn around then," she tells me.

"Wh... why?" I ask confusedly.

"Just do it. Quick! Before someone comes along," she tells me forcefully.

So, trusting her, I do as she tells me. Then I feel her come up behind me and grab me, with her sweaty and oiled body pressing up tightly against mine. She puts a hand over my mouth and then she reaches around with the other hand and grips me firmly. Then she lifts me so that I feel her slippery mounds mashing along my back and her pubic hairs push up against my butt crack. They tickle and feel velvety. I watch bewildered as her hand slides down to my crotch. She searches out momentarily and then she cups my sack and then searches out to find and grasp my round thingies in her finger tips.

"Sorry, little nephew," she sighs in my ear. Then she softly laughs, "These feel like little peas..."

Then the worst pain of my life happens, as my auntie begins squeezing my thingies, between her finger tips. She does this HARD! I begin to sob and struggle. All to no avail.

"St... stop!" I cry into her hand, my voice muffled.

"Shhh. This will take care of your problem," she coos to me.

She just keeps on squeezing and begins to do it even harder and then my stiffy begins to soften from the pain. Finally, after just several long agonizing seconds my penis pretty much fully recedes.

"It's gone..." I gasp out in pain into her moist hand.

"Yep, but I need to make it last for the last for rest of the day," she pants out. "Besides... I had no idea... about how much... fun it would be to squish a pair of nuts. Maybe... I should make it last for the rest of your life..." She barely says loud enough for me to hear.

I moan out in despair.

She's breathing quickly and continues the squeeze, crunching my 'nuts' between her cruel finger tips. "Want me to stop?" she asks and I nod my head frantically. "Or should I see if I can... pop them?"

"Nooo...." I whimper and try to fight her. She's just too big and strong for my eleven year-old body.

SISTER'S VICE****

"I found how to make this on the Internet," Clare tells her brother.

"Wh... what is it?" he asks.

"It's a vice," she smiles at him.

"A vice? For what?"

"For your new method of punishment."

"How?" The boy asks.

"By using it to squeeze your testicles."

"What?!"

"Yep, little brother. From now on when you get out of line I'm going to place your testicles in it and discipline you by this method. No more simple thumping with my fingers or giving you spankings on your sensitive glands," Clare says in a matter of fact tone, while lovingly running her hands over the contraption.

"No, way!" he says forcefully.

"Yes, way!" she retorts. "Matter of fact I think it's time we use it!"

"No. Come on, sis. This is going too far. This is WRONG," he says, with tears now starting to brim.

"Ok then. I guess I'll just have to call the authorities and let them take you away to a foster home and we'll be separated," she sneers.

Evan shakes his head no and looks down at his feet.

"Then strip and get into your punishing chair so that I can position your testicles."

Soon the boy is stripped and she has him sit in the punishment chair, where he has had a number of 'special punishments'. Next, the sister straps him to it and slides the vice under his genitals. She grabs up his testicles and places them into the cool machine. Finally, she sits on her stool in front of him.

"Here we go. Time to test your new punishment. This test run is also a partial punishment for not listening to me like you should." The boy looks down at his trapped glands, as she adds weight. The pressure lies heavily on the boy's glands and he watches in both morbid curiosity and fear as those glands flatten slightly.

"Ahhh!" he moans.

"Not too bad right now I bet. However, I can add as much weight as needed," she informs her brother and he lifts fearful eyes towards her. "What do you think a hundred pounds would do?" she teases cruelly.

"NO! Please, don't, sis!" the boys wails.

She then adds a little more weight and he cries out, as his delicate organs flatten more.

"So far this is just a couple pounds. A hundred would probable crush them!" she laughs.

"Pl... please don't..." her brother begs.

"I know you think that I'm just being mean for fun, but I'm not." She adds a few ounces more and he whimpers, with his balls flattening out even more. "Just before mom died she told me to do WHATEVER it took to make you mind me." More ounces. "She even said that I would probably have to ballbust you, since you are so much like our father." More weight is added and the boy is sweating badly. "This is what she told me and so this is what I've been doing all this time. But this is just more effective," she relates all in business like tone and adds more weight. The boy is now quivering in pain. The girl curls a finger and brings it to a now badly bulging gland...

"You WILL make good grades," She flicks that bulging testicles with a finger nail and he cries out. "You WILL do as you're told," flick and he screams. "But most importantly, you WILL take your punishments!" She then thumps the hardest yet and the boy cries horribly.

"Please, sis! Please, stop!"

By now there is nearly four pounds worth of weight. He is hurting. BAD.

"Just about done little brother." She then adds more weight and more, till there is five pounds total. The boy is weeping uncontrollably.

"Awful. Huh?" She asks with coldness in her voice. "I don't think you could make it to ten or fifteen pounds, much less a hundred. What do you think?"

The boy weepingly shakes his head no.

"So, do you submit to my authority? Completely?"

The boy hesitates a moment but quickly shakes his head yes.

"I didn't like that hesitation," she adds a full pound more.

The boy begins to howl and goes on screaming out. Clare sits back smugly and lets the pain in her brother's sex glands continue unabated. Letting it go on and on. He'll learn, she thinks to herself. Then out of pure sadism she leans forward, takes up another weight and adds another pound.

His glands now flatten horribly...

She smiles down at his trapped and bulging glands, while he looks down and wonders just how long before they burst!

She then adds another pound...

Flatter still!

And another...

His glands continue to flatten...

Evan's screams go on and on and he is beginning to lose his voice...

Clare stares transfixed at her brother's misshaped and easily tortured sex glands, as she adds yet another pound...

"So, they can take ten pounds..." she breaths out excitedly. "Can they take more I wonder?"

"NOOOO!" Evan manages to choke out. She ignores him.

"Can they go to fifteen?" she asks herself.

TEACHING COACH****

This being my ninth grade year I decided to take beginning gymnastics as an elective at our school. I figured it would be fairly simple, since it's not the hardcore higher levels.

Man, was I wrong. I got a teaching coach from hell. There is one main teacher but a dozen or so assistant coaches, pulled from the higher grade students. This allows them to have time to instruct us one on one from time to time. We are all in assigned groups. I thought I got lucky by being the only boy of six students in my group. I was wrong.

When I first saw our teaching coach I was just about knocked down. She's a definite dream for a fourteen year-old boy, let me tell you. She's seventeen, has a well defined body, small but perky breasts and long black luxurious hair. That dream soon became a waking nightmare. On my very first day she put me in my place.

She took me aside yesterday and said, "So, you think you can coast on through this P.E. requirement, huh?"

"Uh, uh. No. I... I mean."

"Oh, hush. Here's how's it going to be. I'm going to work you hard. As hard as the girls, who, by the way, are here to get some serious instruction." She had told me seriously.

"Um, ok." I had responded crestfallen.

"So, that means no messing around. Leave them alone to do their exercises and you concentrate on yours. Understand?" She had asked.

"Yes."

"That's yes, ma'am!" She had scolded me.

"Y... yes, ma'am!" I had responded. It was hard for me to 'yes madam' someone just a few years older than me.

Then she had stepped right up close to me in an almost aggressive manner. "Also, do us both a favor. When looking at me and especially addressing me, put your eyes back in your head and quit undressing me. Further, for future reference my face is higher up!"

"I'm not undressing you!" I had responded halfheartedly but with a quickly blushing face. Obviously she sees right through me, I had thought.

A few days have passed.

It's hard for me to concentrate when a gorgeous girl has her hands right on my buttocks pushing me down. I'm in a scheduled one on one with her. However, when she says the following words my attention comes right back.

"Ok, try spreading your legs wider... now press down upon the floor firmly." Vanessa is instructing me, pressing me down while instructing me. "You still need to go down about an inch."

I'm wanting to follow her instructions but I have a little problem. Or maybe two little problems would be better to say. "Uh, I... I can't."

"Oh, don't be a baby. I know for a fact that you've got the flexibility. So, just do it." She tells me sternly.

I'm down all the way or at least as far as I'm going to be able to go. Because right now I'm being pressed down upon my tender glands. How do I tell a seventeen-year-old girl this? I'd just die! It's these damn leotards holding my balls high and tight. Holding them so that they are right between my body and the hard floor. This is compounded by the problem that Vanessa is not having me doing my stretches on the cushioned mats. We are on the hardwood floors!

"I... I really can't."

She sighs in exasperation. "Just... DO it!" Then she suddenly drops her total body weight on top of me. This crushes my balls into the floor and the pain erupts all up through my belly and down my legs. The air rushes from my lungs...

"Ahhh!" I gasp out, as my balls squish around under me, looking for an exit from the little hell they now find themselves in. They continually roll around, since I'm squirming underneath Vanessa.

"What's wrong?" she hisses in my ear. "Getting your little nuts crushed?" Vanessa softly and cruelly laughs. "Why do you think I put you in this position? Now, let's see how long till they give way and 'accidentally' go... POP!"

Then she begins to bounce her body up and down upon me. She is slamming her body into mine, my body into my poor, poor little glands and they in turn against the hard unyielding wooden floor...

THE GAMES SISTERS DO****

"I want to play a little game with you, brother," the sister says.

"What kind of game?" the brother responds

"Well, I see that you have been looking at me constantly these past few months, whenever you think no one is looking." The boy begins to shake his head no. "Especially when you don't think that I'M aware of it." He is now forcefully shaking his head but is unable to speak. "Recently, you've now begun to try and 'accidentally' walk in on me in the bathroom or into my room when I'm changing. I'm sure you do this in the hopes of getting a peek at me."

"That's not true! That's just sick!" The boy tries to say but his convictions aren't with him. His guilt is written all over his face like an indictment and his face betrays him further by flushing a bright red.

"Ok, deny it all you want. But we both know the truth of the matter, little brother," she says with that captivation smile of hers. "The fact of the matter is, I rather like having you looking at me and trying to get peeks at me. However, at the same time I feel so violated and want to get even with you!"

The boy's eyes get wide. The girl nods her head yes confidently and smiles.

"Here's the thing. I want more than just looking and teasing, though I'll continue to do that to you. But, I don't want intercourse. That would be too much, with us being brother and sister and quite frankly I'm not sure I really want something like that anyway. However, we could do other things."

The boy looks at her expectantly but sees that he is expected to ask.

"What other things," he says sheepishly.

His sister smiles triumphantly.

"Sex games."

"Like... like what?" the boy timidly asks. He feels so confused and the whole conversation feels like a dream.

"Well, for one thing..." the girl hesitates. She's feeling SO hot and horny for her little brother but more than a little scared. Her hormones win over the conflicts. "Mainly one thing. I want to ballbust you," she breaths out.

Both are now panting lightly and beginning to perspire a little. She takes the couple steps necessary to close the gap between them. The siblings can feel the heat that each has for the other.

"Ballbust me? What's that?" the boy innocently asks.

The older girl smiles at her naive little brother. "It's a game where I hit you in your little ballsies." She sees him squirm. "You know what I mean? The two little things there between your legs." She adds quickly and even points down to his crotch, to make sure there is no misunderstandings.

"Wh... what?! Why!?" The boy asks nervously.

"For my amusement and to get even against you for violating me!" She can see that he is really frightened by the idea. "And more than likely you'll enjoy it. If not, I don't really care." He is unconsciously squeezing his legs together. "Don't worry silly. I'm not going to crush them or anything. Boys' nuts are tougher than they look. Just really sensitive. I mean, you've been hit in the balls before, right?" The boy nods his head. "Hard?"

"Well, yeah. But it really, really hurt bad," he confides. Then his eyes light up. "Hey! Wait a minute. YOU'VE hit me before. You said those were accidents!"

She only smirks at him and shrugs.

"Think of them as installments on what you owe me. Anyways," she sighs out in a little exasperated tone that she gives her brother any time he's being 'silly'. "You're changing the subject, little brother. At any rate, if you let me ballbust you, it probably won't be even be as hard as the hardest hit you've taken. Promise. I just like the idea of whacking around a boy's little nuts. I mean... they are so small and so extremely sensitive. It makes me... uh... hot to do it or to just THINK about doing it!" She breaths out with a now raspy voice. She feels so strange opening up to her little brother like this but so... HORNY! Her throat is dry, palms wet and her thirteen year-old little cunny is very moist, swollen and heated indeed. She is acutely watching her brother's reactions. At least he hasn't run off screaming. That's a good sighn at least. "Come on little brother. I know you want me touching you." He seems to really be thinking over all that she has said.

"How... how would you do it," he finally asks.

The sister lets out a quiet sigh of relief. So far so good.

The boy wants to run away. This is all too weird but his little thingie is stiffening and he feels excited, as well as scared. His sister seems like a stranger to him. She seems so much bigger and threatening yet so mysterious. She looks so confident and STRONG. He sees though that she has beads of sweat on her upper lip now. Her chest, with its small mounds is rising and falling quickly, and she's flushed. All this shows to him that she is being quite truthful about her desire to 'ballbust' him. Or so it seems this way to him though he can't truly understand why. When he's older he'll be able to better appreciate just what his sister's reactions are all about and to better understand that she is in fact a Femdom. Though at this age he has no ideas of such subjects...

"How you gong to... to... ballbust me?" he asks again.

"Well, all sorts of ways. First though, I was thinking of having you stand, legs spread and I'll bring my thigh up between your legs."

"That'll hurt!"

"Well no shit! That's kind of the point, duh. However, I'll start off easy, little brother! I won't do it hard. Like I said, I'm not out to pop them or anything. I'll just lightly ballbust you and work up to harder busts. I bet you'll even like it!" She reasons. "Come on. Admit it. Those times you got busted, you liked it, right? Come on, be truthful. You liked having me touching you there!"

The boy swallows hard and timidly nods his head. "Sort of...," he softly admits. She hadn't been all too sure but now she is!

"Then come on! Please!" She's not wanting to sound desperate but she can't help herself now. She wants to do this SO bad. To feel her little brother's nuts flattening along her leg but most importantly she has the need to have him KNOWING just what is happening to him! She no longer wants it to be an 'accident' but a deliberate and coldly calculated... abuse. If he won't do it voluntarily she now feels no compulsion against forcefully doing it, not since he's admitted to her that he likes it.

"I don't know..." He says quietly.

She doesn't want him backing out. "I'll tell you what. You let me ballbust you some and I'll let you have a turn!" She says excitedly. The boy looks at her curiously. "I'll let you wrack me between the legs too. We can take turns!" She's thought of it often and over the years she herself has been cuntbusted on several occasions. She thinks back over the accidents, like the time a softball hand bounced off the ground and right into her secret garden... she had liked the sensation... though she had cried at the time... course she has never been put to the ground like so many boys she has seen... it's that difference that makes her feel so much more superior...

"So you'll let me... ballbust you too?" The boy's eyes get really big. "You mean I get to hit you in your... your..."

"Vagina." She gives a smile. "Yep. But it's not a ballbust for me, you silly. Cause I'm a girl. For me it's called a cuntbust." The boy mouths the word. Clare smiles brightly. She rather liked teaching and watching her brother regurgitate the naughtiness of it all. "I'll let you do everything to me that I do to you. Which means that if I have you strip..."

The boy begins to smile whimsically and looks at his sister with unbridled desire. To get to see her naked has been a long time fantasy now! But getting whacked in the nuts? OUCH! He thinks it over but it doesn't take him long to make up his mind.

"Ok, sis!" he croaks out, knowing his fate is sealed. Once his sis sets out on something, she never backs down.

"Great!" she says excitedly and her body is now shaking in excitement and anticipation. "You're going to love this. Promise!"

She then nervously reaches out and grabs onto his shoulders. He just as nervously stands still for her. Both are shaking badly by this time. He places his small hands on her hips and holds on. She slightly lowers her body so she can get a good shot. She pushes a thigh between his small legs and she uses her leg to spread his out far and wide for easy access to his... family jewels. She snickers softly.

"Here goes..." She brings her knee up but he pulls his hips back.

"I... I can't..."

"Ok, ok." She then just lightly brings her knee up and presses it up against his genitals and lets it rest there. "See, not so bad is it?"

Not bad? Hell, the boy's genitals are on FIRE and her touch sends tingles all through him! He shakes his head no and even gives a shy little smile.

"No, it's... it's nice," he pants.

She then slightly pulls her leg back and then brings it up softly. The boy winces slightly but the strike is very easy.

"See! Not bad at all," she then proceeds to lightly thigh his testicles over and over. She then begins to get even more excited at the prospect of having her brother cuntbusting her. On purpose! It is all just so intoxicating!

Clare feels herself becoming lost in her sensuality...

THE GAMES THAT SISTERS DO TWO****

"I found how to make this on the Internet," Clare tells her brother.

"Wh... what is it?" he asks.

"It's a press," she smiles at him.

"A press? For what?"

"For my new method of playing."

"How does it work?" the boy asks.

"By using it I can squeeze your testicles."

"What?!"

"Yep, little brother. I'm going to have you sit in our game chair and then I'm going to place your testicles in it. Then I'm going to play with them by this method. No more simple thumping with my fingers or giving you spankings on your sensitive glands with my hand or belt," Clare says in a matter of fact tone, while lovingly running her hands over the contraption.

"No, way!" he says forcefully.

"Yes, way!" She retorts. "Matter of fact I think it's time we use it!"

"No. Come on sis. This is going too far. This is too much," he says. Then his eyes light up. "But wait. Won't I have to be naked?"

She smiles. She was wondering when he'd get to that.

"Yep."

He seems to really think. They've never done THAT. It's always been with clothes on or at the most skimpy clothing. He's been waiting so long now to see his sister naked.

Another thought occurs to him. "Besides, when it's my turn how can I use it on you!? You don't have nuts!"

"Well, once we're done, I'll let you bind up my titties really hard and beat them," she breaths out. "That should be fair. You've said how you've wanted to do that for the longest time, right? You'd like to do that, right? To smack my titties around till they're black and blue? To make me cry and beg?"

Evan looks at his sister's now good sized and well formed breasts, which are barely contained in her very small tee. They have really grown over the past year. He knows she's worn that tee just to excite him and to get him to do this. He doesn't care though. He licks his lips, shakes his head yes and looks down at his feet.

"Then strip and get into our game chair so that I can position your testicles. Then it's game time!"

Soon the boy is stripped and she has him sit in the game chair, where each has had a number of 'special games' played on each other. But disappointedly to the boy, never nude. Next, the sister straps him to it, gags him and slides the press under his genitals. She grabs up his testicles and places them into the cool machine.

"Wait!" He muffles out. "You're supposed to be naked!"

"Nope. You can have me fully stripped when it's your turn to play with my titties," she smiles. "Them there are the rules, kiddo!"

Clare pulls up the short stool and sits on it, with her legs and knees lifted up high, giving a good view down her skirt. Her short skirt also rides up and the boy can see down it to her obviously wet panties. His sister is quite excited about her new toy, while he's getting quite terrified by this time. The reason for his terror is the fact that each has confided in one another all their sick dark fantasies. For instance, he knows that one of hers is to actually crush a pair of testicles.

"Here we go. Time to test this baby out. This test run is also a partial punishment for not listening to me like you should." She then adds weight and both sister and brother are staring fixedly at his sex glands. The pressure lays heavily on the boys glands and they flatten slightly. Both sigh, but for differing reasons.

"Ahhh!" he moans into the gag.

"Not too bad right now I bet. However, I can add as much weight as needed," she tells her brother and he brings fearful eyes to bear upon her own. He can see the thinly veiled dark lust his sister hides so well. "What do you think a hundred pounds would do?" she teases cruelly.

"NO! Please, don't sis!" the boys wails into the gag.

She then adds a little more weight and he cries out, as his eleven year-old testes flatten more.

"So far this is just a couple pounds. A hundred would probable crush them!" she laughs.

"Pl... please don't..." The brother begs his older sister.

"I know you think that I'm just being mean to be mean but I'm not." She adds a few ounces more and he whimpers loudly, his balls flattening out. "I'm going to show you who the boss REALLY is in this... relationship." More ounces are added. "I'm going to make you BEG and MIND me." More weight is added and the boy is sweating badly. "Yep, little brother, this is what I'm doing. Also, you're going to do what's necessary to keep yourself from being grounded by mom," she relates all in business like tone and adds more weight. The boy is quivering in pain. "That way I can have you all to myself WHENEVER I want you and not have you locked away in your room!"

The boy is by this time begging and weeping badly to be released. She leans forward and reaches out her hand toward his tortured sex glands.

"You WILL make good grades," she flicks his now bulging testicles with a finger nail and he cries out. "You WILL do as you're told." THUMP and he screams. "You WILL take your punishments!" She then thumps the hardest yet and the boy cries horribly.

"Please, sis! Please, stop!"

There is now four pounds worth of weight. He is hurting. BAD.

"Just about done little brother. Amazing. It sure doesn't take much. Does it?" She asks cruelly. "To make a boy cry like a little bitch!"

She then adds more weight and more, till there is five pounds total. The boy is weeping uncontrollably. The boy turns fearful but hate filled eyes upon her breasts. This causes Clare's tits to throb at the promise those eyes hold.

Oh my god, he's going to really get his payback when it comes time! She thinks frightfully to herself. Just not right now though! Right now he's all MINE! She then reaches out with fingers that are contorted like claws toward his purpling ballsies. She then sadistically digs her nails into his bulging virginal sex glands and gets more howling from him. She knows that he's a virgin. She's even given consideration about changing the situation. But she's just not sure.

"Awful. Huh?" She asks with coldness in her voice. "I don't think you could make it to ten or fifteen pounds, much less a hundred. They'll fucking POP! What do you think?" she hisses. "Or maybe I should tear into them with my nails? Huh?" she asks in a mockingly sweet voice. "Peel them like grapes? Hell, they are so purple now they LOOK like grapes!" she laughs.

The boy weepingly shakes his head no.

"You know. Seeing them pop would be such a turn on. The thought of watching them get crushed is so damn HOT." The girl relishes in the fear his eyes now hold. "Besides, with crushed nuts I don't think you'd be in much of a position to get even with me. At least not for awhile." She let's him squirm and beg, while digging. She let's him stew in his own fear for a time. "So, do you submit to my authority? Completely?"

The boy hesitates a moment but quickly shakes his head yes.

"I didn't like that hesitation." She reaches over with her free hand and adds a pound more. He screams and she digs deeper.

The boy begins to howl and goes on screaming out. Clare sits back smugly and lets the pain in her brothers testicles continue unabated. She doesn't let go of his balls though. She continues to dig. She has the power to let it go on and on... which she does. Then out of pure sadism she leans forward, takes up another weight and adds another pound. She smiles down at his trapped and crushed glands. She then adds another. Then, another.

His glands increasingly flatten.

Evan sees a look in his sister's eyes that he doesn't like. He knows it all too well. It's a look that says 'Who gives a fuck'. Cold fear envelopes him.

"NOOOOOO! Don't do it sis!" Evan's screams go on and on and he is beginning to lose his voice...

Clare stares transfixed at her brother's misshapen and easily tortured sex glands, as she holds them in her talons... as she adds yet another pound...

UGLY GIRL AT SCHOOL****

There's this girl at school that likes me. Hell, I don't even know her name. I just know that she's pretty much ugly and that she was pointed out to me. That and we're both in the eighth grade and in a class together. Ok, she's not completely ugly but she dresses up like some Goth chick with the black hair and black everything to go with it. Even the lipstick. Maybe she'd be pretty otherwise but I don't much care, to be honest. The only thing that she has going for her is the fact that she has developed a sizable stack but otherwise she's a typical dork, as far as I'm concerned.

Then it happens, she actually gets up the nerve to come up to me and introduce herself, but I don't pay any attention. Instead I laugh at her and poke fun at her fashion and then get personal by poking fun at her large wobbly chest. I do this knowing that most of the other girls are actually jealous of her large breasts and have teased her themselves maliciously. Needless to say I get her to crying pretty good and everyone has a good laugh! Well, everyone but her. Even the girls get to laughing at her humiliation and point and make fun of her cow tittles. Needless to say, I piss her off good.

"You'd better shut up or I'll kick you in the nuts." She threatens me angrily and tearfully.

"Yeah, right. Guess that's the only way you can get a pair." I retort.

We all crack up laughing and continue teasing her. We all then walk away, leaving her with a gaping mouth. I walk away feeling that I definitely had the last word in. But with her not being worth my time, I quickly put the matter out of my mind.

School has been let out and I go walking along my usual path home with some friends. Soon I am alone walking the last distance to my house. As I turn down the alleyway SHE steps quickly from some bushes and out in front of me. She steps up closer and I eye her with confusion. In the back of my mind I realize that she is lining up her foot. However, I realize it too late and it all happens so fast. I am caught completely by surprise, as she kicks her foot out with quick speed and force. Her aim is good and she nails me squarely in the balls. I've been hit in the balls before but nothing like this. I jerk and my mouth hangs open in a silent gasp, as I grab my crotch. The image of her large breasts bouncing around is burned in my brain, as I drop to the ground at her feet. I then begin to roll around whimpering and gagging. I feel like I'm about to throw up. Little moans of pain are interspersed with my gagging. I dumbly look up and see her surprised expression. I can tell that she really didn't think it would go off so well. That I could be so easily defeated! Then I see confidence come over her.

"So, how do your nuts feel?" She sneers down to me. "I told you I'd kick you there."

"You fucking..." I begin to croak out but I'm gagging too much.

"Uh, uh. You'd better watch what you say to me. Or the next kick will be so hard, you'll be choking on your testicles," she says happily.

"There better not be a next time," I seriously tell her, though I'm gagging.

"Oh really? And what are you going to do, huh?" She sneers down at me.

"You just took me by surprise," I tell her. "Next time, you'll be the one having to untie your gross tits, if you ever come near me again!" I nearly yell.

"Really!" she laughs. "That sounds like a challenge. Well, here they are!" She then grabs fists full of her mounds through her tee and shakes them at me. "All you have to do is be man enough to get up and grab them!" she teases.

I simply stare at her in disbelief.

"Man, I must have put some serious hurt to your balls. Did I break them!?" she smiles wickedly. "You boys sure are weak, aren't you?" she continues to mock. She merely stares at me for a few minutes, while I softly and humiliatingly weep. "Still can't get up? Or, are you too scared to? Is that it? The big bad boy scared of me?" she taunts.

"Fuck you," is all I manage.

She smirks.

"All right, asshole. You want it like this?!" Then she drops down on me and easily rolls me out. She sits on my chest, so her ass is practically in my face. She has my arms pinned down. Then she puts her hands on my belly and begins to snake them slowly to my crotch.

"Get the fuck off me, BITCH!" I weep out angrily.

She only laughs, as her hands cup my balls through my shorts. Then I begin to endure the worst pain of my life, as she squeezes her hands horribly. I can only grunt out and I can't catch my breath. Then she maneuvers my balls and grasps them so that her nails are pressed into them. I cry out sobbingly, pleading with her not to do it. She doesn't care. She begins to DIG her nails into my tender glands. I begin gasping and quickly I begin to hyperventilate. Then the breath is forced from me as she bears down and I go quiet.

"How does it feel?" She whispers softly over her shoulder. "How's it feel to have them fucking CRUSHED? You think you're so fucking cool? How cool will you be with no fucking NUTS! Think the guys would still want to hang around you? Think the girls would still be interested in a nutless wonder!?"

I can't do a thing but lay hear and endure her assault. Stabbing pains are running through my nuts and shooting out through my body.

"I can do this ALL fucking evening," she breaths. "I won't tire." She then giggles like a little girl. Happily squeezing me to a whimpering pile of pain.

"Jesus, you're such a fucking pussy," she taunts. Then she lets up on the pressure but doesn't let go. She quickly gets up and turns around to drop over me. Her arms down between us, her nails clasping and her face hovering over mine now.

"I want you to tell me how you're a fucking pussy," she pants. I can feel her large mounds mashing along my chest and then I notice that her nipples are beginning to harden. "Tell me." Then she squeezes horribly for a couple seconds to make her point.

"I... I'm... a... pussy," I croak out. She giggles more.

"A big pussy!" She digs and mashes horribly.

"A BIG PUSSY!" I weep out loudly, my voice quivering and breaking. My voice sounds like it did last summer when it changed.

"Tell me how you want to play with and suck my tits!" she pants. She's breathing faster and deeper. She's excited, I realize! Then something weird happens. I begin to get excited! I've never had a girl touch me before like this. I feel a twitching in my penis.

"I want to play with and suck your beautiful breasts!" I moan out. I try to go for the compliment. Can't hurt at this point, I figure.

She groans out in pleasure and then she releases me. I think she's done but she's not. She slides her hands up and then begins to push them down into my shorts and underwear.

"Oh god, I want to feel your hairy nuts!" she hisses in excitement. "They are hairy now, right? I mean, I've had pubes now for two years. I know that girls mature faster but you should have hair by now..." She sounds like a little girl asking to play with a new dolly. I dimly think she's going to be disappointed because my nuts aren't hairy. I've only begun to really grow any hair down there. She pushes her hands down farther.

"Please, let me feel them!" She pants.

Hell like I have a choice! I'm now laying here like a limp rag doll. Then I feel her hands grasping up my testicles again but this time with no cloth to separate her touch. Her hands feel moist and warm.

"OH, man! They feel so fucking nice!" She nearly wheezes out, her breath is coming so fast and harsh. "No hair though," she giggles. "Only peach fuzzy mostly. That's ok. I won't hold it against you!" she laughs.

Then she begins to assault me more by squeezing and tugging on my nuts.

"They feel like little grapes or something. It feels like I could just pick them off and pop them into my mouth!" she squeals gleefully.

"Oh, please, don't," I rasp out. "Please, don't hurt my balls any more," I plead.

"Ok, but you have to promise to be nice," she says and laughs and lets off on the pressure.

"I promise," I moan out.

Then she begins to basically rape me. She presses her lips to my cheek and begins kissing me, continuing to massage my balls. Her caressing them tenderly definitely feels good, after having them busted and squeezed. I then begin to feel my penis stiffen. She certainly takes notice.

"You like this?" she pants.

I'm not sure what to say. Part of me does but mostly I'm angry and scared.

"Yeah, sure you do," she reasons. "You wouldn't be getting aroused otherwise, right?" she moans.

I harden up all the way. This only encourages her to get more aggressive and demanding, as she kisses my lips and tries tonguing me...

VINDICTIVE MOTHER****

"What the hell!" I hear my mother scream. I can tell from her voice that she has been drinking heavily. "For nearly thirteen years I've put up with your crap! But this is too much! NO MORE!" She's not happy and she comes storming down the hall to my room. I have no idea what has set her off this time.

"I'm s... sorry...," I try to plead, as she pulls me up off my bed. I can smell the alcohol strongly on her breath and she is stumbling and swaying. Even so, she drags me off to her bedroom. I don't know what I'm apologizing for but I know it's best to just keep doing so. As we enter her room I see the little mirror with some of the white powder. Holy shit, I scream to myself! She's high! This is NOT good.

"Strip, you little perv!" mom yells.

"But... but...." I stammer.

I'm too old to have my bare bottom paddled! Right? But as I see my mom standing in front of me with her enraged stare I begin to strip. I figure she's going to paddle my butt good. I begin to strip and soon I'm in just my underwear. My face is bright red and I'm covering my groin area with my hands. My mother lets her eyes rove over me and she licks her lips. Her eyes constantly cross and uncross. A couple times she's even buckled and about fell. We meet each other's eyes.

"I said to strip! That means NAKED!" she screams.

"But MOM!" I reply, with my voice breaking and whining. My voice is now beginning to change.

"Don't mom me you little fucking pervert! STRIP!"

I turn from her and shakily begin to pull down my underwear.

"Yeah. How does it feel to be so totally humiliated?!"

"What do you mean?!" I ask loudly, my voice now betraying the tears coming to my eyes.

Now, I'm stripped and standing with my hands over my privates and my bare ass cheeks exposed to my mother's burning eyes. I begin to get a twitch in my penis.

"Turn and face me!" she hollers.

I jerk and do so before I can think about it. Mom momentarily glances at my hands. She licks her lips some more and I get a funny feeling. Standing in front of my own mother nude is both horrible but disturbingly I'm beginning to get an erection! I will just die, if she sees it! Then, mom has me sit on the edge of her unkempt bed. I scoot up onto it, keeping my privates covered the whole time. The sheets feel cool to my bottom.

"Don't fucking move from that spot." She growls, as she turns and stumbles off. She is mumbling incoherently now.

I don't dare move. Mom goes over to and enters her closet. I hear her rummaging around and then a few minutes later she returns with leather straps and rope and they have buckles. At first, I think that she's going to use the straps to whip me but instead she tells me what she's going to do. I look at her wide eyed and disbelievingly. She's going to strap me to her bed! She pushes me up further onto the bed and she lays me out flat. Why is she doing this, I silently scream!?

"These restraints are some of your disgusting father's things. That PIG!" She says angrily. Then she looks down at my throbbing member. "And now I have proof that you are no better!"

Proof? I think to myself. What proof? What is she going on about?!

She does my legs first. Binding my ankles. With her touching me I begin to stiffen more. Oh god, please no. I think to myself. With my ankles strapped she runs the ropes through hoops and then pulls on the ropes. My legs are spread out eagle fashion and she ties them off. I'm frantic but don't know what to do. Then she begins to grab my wrists and I resist.

I'm too confused and embarrassed by everything to do anything more than what my mother commands me to do. Then, she begins to pull my reluctant hands away from my crotch. Once this is done, she gets a look at my developing manhood and snickers, as she looks down upon my now fully erect penis. Her eyes become enraged.

"A pig all right." She slurs. Then, she begins to smile, as she stares at my penis. "What a tiny piece of shit. Like father..." She begins to say and laughs. I blush from humiliation. "Not to worry though. We'll be taking care of your tiny little friend." The booze from her breath washes over me and I gag at the strength of it.

She then binds my arms as she did my legs. Now, I'm getting a strange fearful feeling, as I'm now being made completely helpless.

"Mom? Wh... what are you doing?" I ask. "What are you going to do to me?" I whine. She doesn't answer. Instead she pulls forth another strap but this one has a ball on it and she uses it to gag me!

"Don't want the neighbors to here. Now do we?" she asks with cruelty dripping from her cold, cold voice. Then she calls me by my father's name! She now thinks that I'm him!

It feels as if icy snakes run up and down my body from that voice of hers. By this time my penis has deflated and lies limply amongst my first signs of pubic hairs. Mostly they are still just the wispy first growth...

I begin to squirm and muffle but I can't move. All I can do is look down my body or around the room. Mom smiles at me meanly and walks out. I can tell by the sounds that she has gone into the kitchen. When she returns she's carrying the wooden cutting board and some other items. She sets the other items off to the side, where I can't see. Then she slowly slides up between my legs, bringing the cutting board with her. By this time I'm frantic and become frightfully so as my mother slides the cutting board under my genitals, lifting them and spreading them nicely on the scarred wood surface. Mom then grasps up my scrotum and pulls my testicles down to the bottom of it. She then takes string and ties it tightly around my trapped testicles. She lets go so that she can lift up a nail and hammer and I watch in horror as she hammers the nail in place upon the cutting board. I'm curios as to what she is doing when she then tugs down on the string and ties off my glands so that they are stretched out over the wooden surface.

"Looks like we're all set for you punishment!" She hisses through gritted teeth. She uses my name again. She alternates between calling me my father's name and mine. She's gone off the deep end for sure! "I'm so sick of your shit!"

Mom squirms into position between my legs and is now leaning forward. She sways and about topples. I pray that she passes out. OH GOD, please pass out! Her heavy breasts move beneath her tee and her short skirt rides up. I can see down the skirt and spy her panties. They're wet! I have no idea why. Then, I notice for the first time that mom is breathing heavier and heavier. Like a few times I've heard her do through the bedroom walls. She would especially breathe heavy, moan and even scream but the screaming was in the past before dad moved away. I realize now that it's caused by excitement because on one occasion I had come home and walked in on them while they were 'doing it'. But what is she getting excited about now?! I scream in my head. Then mom pulls forth the other items from the kitchen. Its a cutting knife and a meat hammer.

"Cut?" mom asks and places the knife on one side of the cutting board. "Or hammer?" She puts this on the other side and it drops heavily, bouncing the board and tugging uncomfortably upon my sensitive glands.

I look at her quizzically. Then the gravity of what she means slices or hits me like... well... like a knife or hammer. I begin to shake my head no pleadingly and muffle out my protests.

"Pick or I will." She sneers.

Still I shake my head no.

"Fine, it's the hammer," mom chirps happily. "THEN the knife!"

"Mom! No!" I wail in my gag.

"Mom!? Calling me mom, you little pervert!? Now, that's funny. If you're raising your dick at me, you mustn't be thinking of me as your fucking mother. So, I'm not going to think of you as no fucking son!" she screeches toward my face, pelting me with spittle. The spittle sprays out over my groin, hips and abdomen. It is laced with her stale stench of booze. Then, mom raises the hammer and laughs happily. My stomach goes queasy from cold fear.

"This'll take care of you, you little shit!"

Then my mother brings the hammer smashing down, with the smooth side upon my testicles as hard as she can, crushing my testicles horribly. I feel them crunch beneath the blow but luckily the bed gives way and takes some of the force. The board bounces some and the hammer is lying over my tortured glands. I let out a scream and she eyes me. An evil smile spreads over her face.

"Now, I bet you're truly sorry."

Then she commences to smash my testes over and over and over, while I scream. I watch her breasts shake fiercely from the terrible blows that she puts forth. Soon, my glands are crushed.

"Yes... Yes!" She screams. "Oh fucking, YES! I'm turning these filthy pieces of shit into two tiny hamburger patties!" mom squeals happily.

...and I pass out. However, I come to and pass out a couple more times but always regain consciousness, hearing and feeling the thud, thud of the meat hammer.

The pain is lancing down my badly aching legs and deep into my belly like it's the worst cramp in history, as I feel my balls turn to jelly beneath the blows and feel veins giving away! I can hardly breathe. Mom continues to rain down blows, even though the job was completed awhile ago. I begin to whimper and cry at the agony in my groin. I quiver a little and my body seems to convulse. Then, I pass out for what I think is just a few minutes.

"Ah! Awake! Good. Your balls actually held up pretty good, at least from the outside. They didn't actually rupture externally or anything, but after you passed out I took them in my hand and they feel like they are full of pudding. Oh and look! Your tiny pathetic cock has spurted a little semen, not a lot though and it seems slightly pinkish. Blood I would imagine having worked its way from you now useless nuts! Guess you're going to have a limp cock for the rest of your pathetic life you fucking worthless shit!"

I numbly listen to all my mother has to say. It still hasn't really registered I don't think. I must be in shock or something. My eyelids are still fluttering a bit and a throaty groan sounds in my chest, as the pain begins to build again.

"Tell me little man. Was it worth it to steal my new pair of panties and do god knows what with them?" she asks self-righteously. "So, tell me. Just what did you do with them?!"

I look at her dumbly.

"What did you do?!" she screams.

"N... nothing..." I manage to say.

"Bullshit! I bet you smelt them. Didn't you pig?! Did they smell good? Did you lick them and jack off on them too? Yeah. I bet you jerked your tiny cock and spurted all over them." She rants, as she runs her hands up and down her bare thighs. "Bet you licked up your own spunk. Huh?" she pants breathlessly. "God, it was so great crushing your pathetic perverted shit," mom breaths out and calls me by my dad's name again.

She opens her mouth to continue taunting me and a call comes in. Mom gets up and goes over to the phone and answers it.

"Oh, hi, sis. I'm busy right now and will...," mom says and then listens. I can barely hear a voice on the other line. It's obviously my aunt. They both work the same strip joint.

"You what? Borrowed my new pan...," mom's eyes widen and she slowly turns to look at me. "I've got to go," I then see the light of reason and recognition go on in her eyes. She is sobering up quickly now and she seems to really look at me for the first time. "Honey... BABY!" She seems to be completely sober now and she rushes over to me.

"Oh, baby... my baby...," she says tearfully, as mom picks up and then begins rubbing and stroking my useless glands. "I'm so sorry. I'll make it better." Then she leans down and begins raining kisses upon my mush. "And what I said were lies. You have such a nice set of balls and your cock is a hell of a lot bigger than your perv fathers..." Mom is just rambling now.

Had mom. Had. Maybe I did have a nice set of balls and big cock but not anymore. You've seen to that!

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