Ballbusting Family Event

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Ballbusting Family Event

“Welcome to the Ballbusting Family Event.” Jessica the co-host smiled “The rules are simple. The sons provide the balls, the mothers and the daughters are going to destroy them.” Jessica grinned.

Jessica clapped her hands and said, “On your marks.”

The five girls stood in front of their respective brother's targets.

“Set.”

Catherine dropped to her knees and balled her fist. Her brother watched her, a fearful expression on his face as his balls dangled invitingly for a good bust.

Cecilia took a step back, staring at her brother tightly packed shorts.


“Go!”

The sisters made their moves simultaneously. Catherine fist smashed into her brother balls, Cecilia kicked her brother with her salsa dance shoes, Erika grabbed her brother naked balls with her hand and squeezed hard, Romina knee her brother with her roller kneecap and Paula kicked her brother with her wooden booties shoes.

The result was a choirs of yells and cries as the ten nuts brother's were smashed with relentless force.

One boy groaned in pain as Catherine her sister abused his meatballs with a barrage of punches, alternating her left fist and her right fist with the expert coordination of a professional boxer. His nutsack were bouncing and bruising as Catherine sent her fists flying into his vulnerable testicles.

The mother was standing next to them, cheering her on. “Come on, smash those nuts! Make him cry! Trash them!”

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Next to them, Paula was kicking he brother’s nuts. The tip of her wooden bootie crashed into his boyhood again and again, making him scream from the top of his lungs. She kicked his balls like a professional ballerina.

“Yes!” the mother groaned hoarsely as her daughter bootie collided with her brothers nuts. “Ruin him, Paula, crack his nuts!”

Paula stared angrily at her brother and increased the force, lifting him off his feet with her well-placed kicks, filling the room with the dull thuds of her wooden bootie connecting with her brother's junk.

“Shut up”, Paula grunted, striking her brother in the testicles with a forceful kick that made him shriek in pain.

“Yeah, that’s it, Paula, bust his balls!” encourage the mother.

Erika had both of her brother’s tiny balls in a vise-like grip. Both of her hands were busy squeezing the life out of her brother nuggets, her fingertips digging into the soft flesh, grinding them and squishing them like grapes.

Erika gritted her teeth, grunting in pain, beads of sweat running down her face.

She twisted her brother’s nuts in opposite directions. His eyes turned inward and he let out an almost comical high-pitched wail.

Erika looked immensely satisfied with her brother’s reaction and held his sac in her left palm, her thumb pressing his gonads to the very bottom, making them bulge obscenely. Without further ado, she balled her fist and sent a nut-crunching punch into his boyhood, flattening his hefty orbs against the palm of her hand and making him wail in agony.

“Punch the spunk out of his nuts!” the mother yelled as her daughter pummeled his son’s nuts.

Erika threw a vicious uppercut at her brother's rapidly swelling nuts, making his eyes clench shut as his mouth opened to let out a hoarse cough.

Another hard, well-placed uppercut found its way into her brother's dangling gonads, ramming them into his body and making him let out a strangled yelp.

“Yes!” the mother yelled. “Spank those nuts! Crush them!”

He screamed in pain. His balls looked as if they were ready to pop out of their sac any second.

His pale face indicated that he might throw up any second.

“I feel it, one of them is going to pop”, Erika grunted. “The left one feels all squishy.”

The mother turned to her daughter and shouted, “Finish him, Erika, finish him! Come on, finish him.”

The mother hope that her daughter will soon destroy her son’s sex life and thereby win the competition.

She had reason to hope, as Erika had switched from punching to kicking. She had put on her lace up steel pointy booties and was standing in front of her brother, smashing kick after nut-crunching kick into his crotch.

His balls looked seriously swollen as the steel boot slammed into them again and again, flattening them against his body and making him wail in pain.

Erika looked like an experienced castratrix, keeping her eyes on the balls at all times and hitting her brother's nuts at the perfect angle.

The room was filled with anguished moans and shrill squeals accompanied by laborious grunts and triumphant laughter when one of the girls had scored a particularly hit.

Everyone know that it would only be a matter of time before one of the two brother's testicles would break.

Erika increased the force of her kicks, lifting her brother off the ground and making him cry out in pain.


Erika kicked her brother’s bruised nuts as she was trying to send him into space.


Romina threw a knee with her roller kneecaps into her brother's nutsack that was swinging wildly between his thighs. That one sent him over the edge and his body convulsed violently, his cock was missed between her knee.


The room was filled with screams and shrieks.

He was on the floor, clutching his aching testicles and screaming in utter agony.

Romina’s knees were shaking.


“Yes!” Romina's mother shouted. She high-fived her daughter who looked proud and happy.

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Cecilia a very good-looking 20 year old salsa dancer. She had muscular legs and a slim built. She was wearing a shining cut gold salsa dress and shining gold salsa shoes. “I love kicking balls.” She threw a powerful high kick into the air. “Dancing lessons are a perfect for ********** balls. I bet I’m am going to win the event.”

The mother added. “you’re better at anything…”

Cecilia shrugged with an innocent look on her face. “Do you think Mom will like to see your balls in your mouth? ‘Hmmm… I think she’ll love it! Probably you won’t like it…”

The boy looked at his mother for help. She turned her face.
“Mum”, Cecilia said calmly. “Get the camera if you want to see poor little balls smashed.”
She laught, got the camera and switched it on.
“I’ll tie my shoes laces. I can’t wait to introduce them to his nuts…” said Cecilia
With a dance start she smashed his gold sinning shoes into her brother's nuts, connecting with a dull thud and eliciting a load moan from his brother. The mother laughed when he grabbed his damaged balls.
“Yes!” the mother yelled. “RIP those mutherfuckers!”

The mother pans down the camera down her son body and zooms in. The screen is filled with a swollen nuts hanging below. Cecilia hand was seen lifting the dick to allow the camera a nice view of her brother's red balls.
“They’re okay”, displeased the mother.
The mother hands comes into frame and savagely grabs her son ballsac.
The son winces “You--- ow!”
She strongly squeezes his nuts, closing her fingers and trapping the testicles inside her hands
“ perhaps they’re not that okay…”
She let’s go of her son junk.
The camera zooms out to reveal the boy clutching his groin with her sister, Cecilia, laughing her ass off behind him.
Cecilia laughs. “I bet that kick got both of them, right?”
The mother nods. “Yep.” His face is beet red and he is crying heavily.
The camera zooms out again.
Now Cecilia’s sisters, blondes twin Sofia and Gabriela, were standing next to them. They were wearing tight white jeans that highlight and black pointy boots.
“Sofi and Gaby have joined us”, the mother said and asked to them . “Are you satisfied with your sister’s performance?”

“Of course we are”, the twin sister smiled. “Cecilia is a top castratrix and a good sister, and we are very happy! His nuts with only one kick are top swollen, no doubt, and he should explode pretty soon...”
The twin sisters landend a plainful backhand slap against their brother's sore balls and he doubles over.

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“Are you enjoy the competition?” the mother asked to her daughters.
“Yeah, We are! It is an exciting match.” shouted the girls.
“Kicking balls is my talent, and I have every intention to use it.” said the mother.
“Great”, the girls smiles.
“Do you want to see a little demonstration?” the mother grins.
Suddenly the mother rushed by, running up to her son, kicking him in the nuts hard with her high heeled sneaker boots.
The boy looked like a truck had hitted him. He fell to his knees and moans in pain.

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She walked and faced her son.
She adjusted her tight blue jeans. “I’m gonna crack your nuts, boy”, she whispered.
“When I’m finished with you, you’ll be lying on the ground, covered in your own milk”, the mother continued with a devilish grin. “I will milk your pathetic cock and bust your poor, little balls…”
The audience was silent, listening to the mother’s threats.
Moving quickly, Cecilia stomp his brother crotch. Her salsa dance heel connected with her brother's testicles, slamming his tender nuggets into his body.
He screamed from the top of his lungs. His hands lowered and grabbed his gonads.
The twins grabbed her brother'shair and yanked his head up, causing him to shriek in pain.
The audience went wild with cheers and applause.
Gabriela, one of the twin sisters, lifted her knee and brought it up against her brother.
Some girls in the audience winced in sympathy.
The mother brought her leg back and kicked at her son’s groin once again, lifting the boy body off the ground.
The son let out an agonized scream while the audience was going wild with cheers and applause.
“No kids for you”, someone in the audience yelled, drawing laughter from her friends.
“Yeah!” the mother shouted, grinning. She grabbed her crotch with her left hand and turned to the audience. “Yeah!”
Cecilia was holding the ripped pair of her brother underwear in her right hand, waving them like a trophy, while the audience clapped and cheered.
The boy grimaced in pain and humiliation.
Romina the roller girl. She was wearing a tight short leggins and a kneecap roller. She was s grabbed from her back by her own brother. The bob hairstyle cut mother saw her daughter. “Sweety kick his nuts” shouted the mother. The gir made a back kick but she missed his balls. The girl cointue doing back kicks but were not hard enought to put him on the floor.
The mother ran towards her daughter. She stood in front and winked at her. Obviously the boy could not see what was happening – but he was going to find out! The mother ran towards her daughter and she swung her boot up between her daughter’s legs – Thwack!! The end of her boot stuck out between the boy’s legs.
Romina stood tall and proud. The brother squealed, jumped, bent double in the middle, groaned, clutched his genitals with both hands, rolled his eyes and fell over, writhing around the floor in agony! “Look at him roll around. I got hit nuts pretty good” the mother said. The girl turned her back, saw her brother and said “he looks so funny rolling around and holding his nuts”. The mother sat above him in her leopard print tight jean. She had her legs between her thights and her high heels animal print boot on his balls, digging hard in each nuts. The boy yelped. With an angry grunt she continue digging her high in each nuts. “You bastard!!!! Did you try to hit my daughter, boy?” she shouted. “Are those little pancakes hurting? I hope they are”
While the bob hairstyle mother was sitting above him. The gir threw punch to his face.
The audience cheered while the boys were shocked.
After the boy received the punishment, Jessica, the co-host, announced that he had commited a penalty for grabbing his sister.
The audience cheered while the boy didn’t look very cheerful…

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Jessica, the co-host, had a wide smile on her face when she addressed the participants. “Hello!” she shouted into her microphone. “This is it! ! This is the Ballbusting Time” She paused. “It is time for the fun part”
The people in the audience cheered and clapped.
"We're going to be making scrambled eggs," Jessica said laughing.
"First, we need to thoroughly scramble the eggs," said the Jessica picking up a barbecue fork.
She began brutally beating one of the boys sack like an overstuffed piñata. He screamed into his gag as his defenseless nuts were batted with blow after blow, bouncing wildly in a vain attempt to escape. Jessica was raining down blow after devastating blow, purplish welts and bruises were appearing all over the once pristine scrotal skin. After ten minutes of non stop pounding, Jessica calmly put down the spatula and examined the now swollen, red nuts with her hands.
"Hmm.. not quite scrambled. With hard eggs like this , I sometimes use something a bit harder." Jessica said.

Cecilia found a metal shovel and started hitting her brother's nuts repeatedly. She was drawing her arm back as far as she could each time before striking the nuts.
"Hmm.. they're starting to crack," she said smiling.
Erika reached an electric kettle. She put her brothers balls on it. He was now squatting, his nuts totally covered in boiling water, visible through the transparent glass. She took pleasure watching the balls turn blood red, bobbling slightly in the rolling bubbles.

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Paula pick up a golf club. She took her time carefully lining up her aim, her mother behind her cheering her on.
"hiiiiah!" she shouted playfully as she sent the heavy club sailing with a whoosh through the air.
An animated 'crack' appeared down the middle of the right testicle. The left was shaking and pulsing from blood red to dark.
"Did you hear that? A pop sound" said Paula. "I think we broke them,"
Amazingly the boys was still conscious.

[sebi40]

"Smash, kick, punch, squeeze, full or relentless force"
This is the story line.


I would like a bit more complex stories about ballbusting

[echiijanai]

Really enjoying the story!

[skweezme]

Enjoying this writing sofxx!

[sofxx]

thanks for the feedback.

I am going to try to improve in my writing style.
To improve I need to write more and perhaps I could make the stories more interesting, innovative, etc.
My language is not english, perhaps that is the reason my stories are not so complex.

When I have time I am going to write more. If someone wants to give some ideas or change something, for my it is great.

If the story is for someone bad, or boring, I want to hear that too.

[One from the Vaults]

If you focus more on individual characters and what they're thinking/experiencing, it'll make for a more relatable narrative, easier for us to get into and enjoy. Play with anticipation, reaction, etc... we want to read about impact of course but it loses its effect if you jump straight to it with no context/build-up. That doesn't mean we need a million details about the characters' pasts or anything, but it's good if we can think of them as actual people so that their fear/pain/satisfaction mean something to us

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I am trying to fix the story, below are the changes...

Ballbusting Fun Family Event

The stage was crowded . The benches were filled with more than one hundred people, mostly girls in their early twenties.

The room consisted of a commentator’s box, an interview room.

Jessica, the co-host, was wearing a wearing a floor length black tight leather dress and matching shoulder white length gloves. She also wore white platform gogo boots and she looked great in it. She had a microphone in her right hand and five cameras were behind her.

Jessica was standing next to the audience.

“Okay ladies”, she shouted to the audience. “We’re about to start. Put your hands together now for the Ballbusting Event!”

The crowd went wild. A large screen on the back of the stage was turn on.

“We’ll show you the greatest hits of our last Ballbusting Event!” shouted Jessica.

A scence started rolling on the big screen.

Five boys were seen standing side by side, their legs spread wide apart, crying at the camera as five boots collided with their nuts. Their faces contorted in pain as, above them, a signboard reading “great hit!!!” started flashing.

“Last year, through the multiple rounds, our competitors smashed one hundred testicles. I hope we’ll break that record this year.” said Jessica when the screen rolled the scence.

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Ballbusting Fun Family Event


The stage was crowded . The benches were filled with more than one hundred people, mostly girls in their early twenties.


The room consisted of a commentator’s box, an interview room.


Jessica, the co-host, was wearing a wearing a floor length black tight leather dress and matching shoulder white length gloves. She also wore white platform gogo boots and she looked great in it. She had a microphone in her right hand and five cameras were behind her.


Jessica was standing next to the audience.


“Okay ladies”, she shouted to the audience. “We’re about to start. Put your hands together now for the Ballbusting Event!”


“… so I’m really happy that so many of you have come here to be a part of the Ballbusting Family Event”, Jessica said.


Jessica continued. “You will see five family teams.” she paused for applause. The crowd cheered. “You will see nuts get crunched, balls get busted, and the sweet dreams of parenthood get smashed to pieces.” The audience went wild. “Thank you all for coming today. The rules are simple. The sons provide the balls, the mothers and the daughters are going to destroy them.” Jessica grinned. “ Before I let the teams introduce themselves, I want to say: The toughest boot may win.”


The girls cheered and clapped and rose from their seats. Jessica’s smile widened.

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Ballbusting Fun Family Event

The stage was crowded . The benches were filled with more than one hundred people, mostly girls in their early twenties.

The room consisted of a commentator’s box, an interview room.

Jessica, the co-host, was wearing a wearing a floor length black tight leather dress and matching shoulder white length gloves. She also wore white platform gogo boots and she looked great in it. She had a microphone in her right hand and five cameras were behind her.

Jessica was standing next to the audience.

“Okay ladies”, she shouted to the audience. “We’re about to start. Put your hands together now for the Ballbusting Event!”

“… so I’m really happy that so many of you have come here to be a part of the Ballbusting Family Event”, Jessica said.

Jessica continued. “You will see five family teams.” she paused for applause. The crowd cheered. “You will see nuts get crunched, balls get busted, and the sweet dreams of parenthood get smashed to pieces.” The audience went wild. “Thank you all for coming today. The rules are simple. The sons provide the balls, the mothers and the daughters are going to destroy them.” Jessica grinned. “ Before I let the teams introduce themselves, I want to say: The toughest boot may win.”

The girls cheered and clapped and rose from their seats. Jessica’s smile widened.

“Let the games begin”, a lady shouted.

The girls walked on stage and were greeted with cheers and applause by the audience.

“Here they are...”, Jessica continued. “Catherine, Cecilia, Erika, Romina and Paula”

“For those of you are not familiar with the sport: It’s ball breaking. The contestants will alternately damage each brother's balls. The game is over when the sister pop her two brother's balls” Jessica continued.


Jessica clapped her hands and said, “On your marks.”

The five girls stood in front of their respective brother's targets.

“Set.”

Catherine dropped to her knees and balled her fist. Her brother watched her, a fearful expression on his face as his balls dangled invitingly for a good bust.

“My boots will leave a mark on them”, Cecilia chuckled and took a step back, staring at her brother tightly packed shorts.

“Come on”, the brother shouted. He reached inside the leg opening his shorts and pulled out his balls. “Do it! I am going to win” he said.

“well, yes you are going to win a pair of aching berries…” Cecilia laught.

Some girls in the audience laughed.

Cecilia gave to her brothe’s nuts a painful slap. “Put them back into your short. Let’s see if I can bust those eggs tonight…”

Her brohter shifted uncomfortably.

“Spread your legs”, Erika grinned. “Let me have a nice aim at your nuts…”

Her brother hesitated. Then she opened his legs by kicking each one.

“Okay, go for it!” he shouted.

“Break his balls!” the mother in the audience shouted.

Paula stood behind her brother and grabbed the waistband of his short.

Paula yanked upward, tighting his testicles and making him shriek in pain. Another yank, and the fabric gave, ripping apart and letting everyone in the audience catch a good look at his naked balls.

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Trying to fix the story, if the topic doesn't work I can change it.



Ballbusting Fun Family Event

The stage was crowded . The benches were filled with more than one hundred people, mostly girls in their early twenties.

The room consisted of a commentator’s box, an interview room.

Jessica, the co-host, was wearing a wearing a floor length black tight leather dress and matching shoulder white length gloves. She also wore white platform gogo boots and she looked great in it. She had a microphone in her right hand and five cameras were behind her.

Jessica was standing next to the audience.

“Okay ladies”, she shouted to the audience. “We’re about to start. Put your hands together now for the Ballbusting Event!”

“… so I’m really happy that so many of you have come here to be a part of the Ballbusting Family Event”, Jessica said.

Jessica continued. “You will see five family teams.” she paused for applause. The crowd cheered. “You will see nuts get crunched, balls get busted, and the sweet dreams of parenthood get smashed to pieces.” The audience went wild. “Thank you all for coming today. The rules are simple. The sons provide the balls, the mothers and the daughters are going to destroy them.” Jessica grinned. “ Before I let the teams introduce themselves, I want to say: The toughest boot may win.”

The girls cheered and clapped and rose from their seats. Jessica’s smile widened.

“Let the games begin”, a lady shouted.

The girls walked on stage and were greeted with cheers and applause by the audience.

“Here they are...”, Jessica continued. “Catherine, Cecilia, Erika, Romina and Paula”

“For those of you are not familiar with the sport: It’s ball breaking. The contestants will alternately damage each brother's balls. The game is over when the sister pop her two brother's balls” Jessica continued.


The five girls stood in front of their respective brother's targets.


Catherine dropped to her knees and balled her fist. Her brother watched her, a fearful expression on his face as his balls dangled invitingly for a good bust.

“My boots will leave a mark on them”, Cecilia chuckled and took a step back, staring at her brother tightly packed shorts.

“Come on”, the brother shouted. He reached inside the leg opening his shorts and pulled out his balls. “Do it! I am going to win” he said.

“well, yes you are going to win a pair of aching berries…” Cecilia laught.

Some girls in the audience laughed.

Cecilia gave to her brothe’s nuts a painful slap. “Put them back into your short. Let’s see if I can bust those eggs tonight…”

Her brohter shifted uncomfortably.

“Spread your legs”, Erika grinned. “Let me have a nice aim at your nuts…”

Her brother hesitated. Then she opened his legs by kicking each one.

“Okay, go for it!” he shouted.

“Break his balls!” the mother in the audience shouted.

Paula stood behind her brother and grabbed the waistband of his short.

Paula yanked upward, tighting his testicles and making him shriek in pain. Another yank, and the fabric gave, ripping apart and letting everyone in the audience catch a good look at his naked balls.

“Let’s scramble some eggs”, Jessica grinned.

Jessica clapped her hands and said, “On your marks.”

“Set!”

“Go!”

The sisters made their moves simultaneously. Catherine fist smashed into her brother balls, Cecilia kicked her brother with her salsa dance shoes, Erika grabbed her brother naked balls with her hand and squeezed hard, Romina knee her brother with her roller kneecap and Paula kicked her brother with her wooden booties shoes.

The result was a choirs of yells and cries as the ten nuts brother's were smashed with relentless force.

One boy groaned in pain as Catherine her sister abused his meatballs with a barrage of punches, alternating her left fist and her right fist with the expert coordination of a professional boxer. His nutsack were bouncing and bruising as Catherine sent her fists flying into his vulnerable testicles.

The mother was standing next to them, cheering her on. “Come on, smash those nuts! Make him cry! Trash them!”

Catherine concentrated on her brother's bouncing sack, pummeling his fat plums with wild abandon.

He was breathing heavily and moaning in pain.

“Yes!” the mother yelled. “Trash those mutherfuckers!”

"Uh oh. Doesn't look good for our boy" Jessica, the co-host, said mockingly. Everyone, except the brother, laughed.

"I am making scrambled eggs," Catherine said laughing.

She brutally punched her brother's sack . He screamed into as his nuts were busted with blow after blow.Bruises were appearing over the testicles skin. After one, Catherine examined the red nuts with her hands.

"Hmm.. not quite scrambled. " said Catherine

“How the fuck did they not break?!!?” asked Catherine

“With hard eggs like this you have to use something a bit harder.” added Jessica.

Jessica reached for a wooden mallet and gave to Catherine. She started hitting the brother's nuts repeatedly. He was rolling his head back as his boyhood was being busted. The sister was drawing her arm back as far as she could each time before striking the nuts.

“Those balls are not going to live much longer” added Jessica.

"Hmm.. they're starting to crack," Catherine said smiling.

“Does anyone care about how I feel?” the brother cried.

Catherine turned her head.

The mother turned to her daughter and shouted, “Finish him, Catherine, finish him! Come on, finish him.”

The boy shrieked in pain as his nuts were viciously struck by Catherine’s expert hits.

Everyone know that it would only be a matter of time before one of the balls would break down.

Catherine increased the force of her hits, lifting his brother off the ground and making him cry out in pain.

"Mmm, almost there." said Jessica.

"I have an idea, Jessica, come up here." said the mother.

Jessica and the other contestants looked on curiously as Catherine and her mother whispered amongst themselves, clearly coordinating a finishing finale to the boy sex life.

"Okay, let's do it," said Catherine.

The two stood on either side of the sack and raised their wooden mallets. They were going to slam their stick into each nut.

"Three... two... one..."


POP!

The brother's nuts suddenly exploded violently, spraying them wit nuts meat. The brother's red head looked down in horror before passing out.

It was a photo finish.

“Well done, Catherine!” Jessica grinned.

Jessica looked at the mother. “You did fine, too.” who was soaked in his son’s meat nuts.

“Brother lost”, Jessica said slowly. “He got his nuts crunched.”

Catherine walked over to her brother and carefully inspected his swollen sac. “Chunks of nuts.” she said.

Jessica and the mother burst out laughing




Next to them, Paula was kicking he brother’s nuts. The tip of her wooden bootie crashed into his boyhood again and again, making him scream from the top of his lungs. She kicked his balls like a professional ballerina.

“Yes!” the mother groaned hoarsely as her daughter bootie collided with her brothers nuts. “Ruin him, Paula, crack his nuts!”

Paula stared angrily at her brother and increased the force, lifting him off his feet with her well-placed kicks, filling the room with the dull thuds of her wooden bootie connecting with her brother's junk.

“Shut up”, Paula grunted, striking her brother in the testicles with a forceful kick that made him shriek in pain.

“Yeah, that’s it, Paula, bust his balls!” encourage the mother.

The brother was jumping up and down. His supersized gonads were dangling vulnerably.

Paula took a step back and aimed a vicious kick at her brother's nuts. Her bootiesmashed the bruised testicles.

The brother yelped and doubled over, while Paula was jumping up and down and holding the tip of her wooden bootie with her hand.
“Poor Paula has hurt her foot…” Jessica commented.
The crowd cheered for her to continue with the kicks. She was grimacing from the pain in her foot.

“I bet that pain will be gone in a minute”, Paula said, as her mother animated the audience to clap rhythmically. After two minutes she stood in front of her brother.
“Apparently she thinks she doesn’t need a running start”, Jessica said. “And if you look at those muscular legs of her and those boots… Well, she could be right.”

The sound of the impact echoed across the room, as Paula wooden pointy boot made contact with the week balls of her opponent.
The brother moaned loudly and grabbed his junk.
“Good one”, the mother said.
Paula smiled with satisfaction as the crowd cheered for her. She winked at the audience and lifted her right leg boot, granting the spectators a nice, full view of her letal weapon.

The audience went wild for Paula.

"Let's pop those balloons" the mother said laughing as she stopped in front of her son.

He was trembling, tears streaming from his eyes. He knew he only had mere moments to remain a boy.
"Hmm how should be bust the bad boys?"

The crowd went wild calling out suggestions. Punching them, squeezing them. Ripping them off.

"These balls are already hanging so low." said the mother.

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The boy's eyes shot open in terror and he screamed. The mother, ignoring his begs, she knelt down so that she was at eye level the swinging nutsack. The mother balled her hands into a fist and positioned at the boy's sack, she wanted to make sure her aim was dead on.
"Count down with me!" she encouraged the crowd as she began moving her fists away from the swinging targets.

"Five... four.... three..."

The boy was writhing and screaming, his nut sack bouncing from the latest sisters kicks.

"... two... one!"

The Paula's mothers fists collided full force with the swinging sack which promptly exploded open like a pinata.

The nuts sprayed out in both directions. The girls in the first two rows were covered with nut meat.

The boy rolled in horror, pain and he promptly passed out.

The audience laughed.

The mother smiled at Paula, her daughter. “I guess we won.”

Paula looked at her brother who was reduced to a sobbing mess.

“I guess so, too”, she said slowly.

“We have to wait until the results are in”, the mother chuckled. “I guess it won’t be long, though…”


Erika had both of her brother’s tiny balls in a vise-like grip. Both of her hands were busy squeezing the life out of her brother nuggets, her fingertips digging into the soft flesh, grinding them and squishing them like grapes.

Erika gritted her teeth, grunting in pain, beads of sweat running down her face.

She twisted her brother’s nuts in opposite directions. His eyes turned inward and he let out an almost comical high-pitched wail.

Erika looked immensely satisfied with her brother’s reaction and held his sac in her left palm, her thumb pressing his gonads to the very bottom, making them bulge obscenely. Without further ado, she balled her fist and sent a nut-crunching punch into his boyhood, flattening his hefty orbs against the palm of her hand and making him wail in agony.

“Punch the spunk out of his nuts!” the mother yelled as her daughter pummeled his son’s nuts.

Erika threw a vicious uppercut at her brother's rapidly swelling nuts, making his eyes clench shut as his mouth opened to let out a hoarse cough.

Another hard, well-placed uppercut found its way into her brother's dangling gonads, ramming them into his body and making him let out a strangled yelp.

“Yes!” the mother yelled. “Spank those nuts! Crush them!”

He screamed in pain. His balls looked as if they were ready to pop out of their sac any second.

His pale face indicated that he might throw up any second.

“I feel it, one of them is going to pop”, Erika grunted. “The left one feels all squishy.”

The mother turned to her daughter and shouted, “Finish him, Erika, finish him! Come on, finish him.”

The mother hope that her daughter will soon destroy her son’s sex life and thereby win the competition.

She had reason to hope, as Erika had switched from punching to kicking. She had put on her lace up steel pointy booties and was standing in front of her brother, smashing kick after nut-crunching kick into his crotch.

His balls looked seriously swollen as the steel boot slammed into them again and again, flattening them against his body and making him wail in pain.

Erika looked like an experienced castratrix, keeping her eyes on the balls at all times and hitting her brother's nuts at the perfect angle.

The room was filled with anguished moans and shrill squeals accompanied by laborious grunts and triumphant laughter when one of the girls had scored a particularly hit.

Everyone know that it would only be a matter of time before one of the two brother's testicles would break.

Erika increased the force of her kicks, lifting her brother off the ground and making him cry out in pain.


Erika kicked her brother’s bruised nuts as she was trying to send him into space.

“I guess that tactic isn’t working”, the mother shouted at her daughter. “Do you have anything else?”

Erika wrapped her arms around her brother’s body and lifted her right knee into her brother’s balls.

The mother started cheering for her daughter, clapping her hands and shouting.


The brother’s eyes lost focus.

“Go, Erika!” the mother shouted, laughing.

Jessica, the co-host, stepped to the boy's back, causing him to hit the wall and fell to the floor.

Erika and her mother burst out laughing.

The sister slowly walked towards her brother. She spread his legs apart with her boots and looked down at his blue big balls.

The brother let out a miserable groan.


Erika placed her boots on her brother's crotch and shifted her weight, adding pressure and squishing his family jewels underneath the sole of her boot heel.

Brother’s eyes bulged.

She twisted the heel of her boot, causing her brother to let out a blood-curdling scream.


The mother and her daughter thought that that was hilarious. They clapped and cheered, while the boy grinned and shook his head.

“Yeah! Squish his balls!” the mother shouted.

“Turn those nuts into peanut butter!” Jessica, the co-host, chimed in.

Ther brother looked up as his sister heavy weight boots fell from the sky toward his nuts. He screamed and the boot fell mocking the end of his boyhood.

The sister right boot collided with the brother's nuts and didn't even slow down until it hit the wooden floor.

The nuts exploded instantly into chunks. Erika boots were covered with nut meat.

The boy's eyes were locked in pain.

"I think I broke them," shouted Erika.

Everyone laughed.

[sofxx]

“Look at those balls”, the mother chuckled. “Flat as pancakes…”
Erika and her mother were hugging each other and jumping up and down, while the boy was lying on the ground in pain, unable to move.
“Flat as pancakes”, the mother repeated. “my girl, she deserved to win…”
The audience was clapping and cheering for Erika.


Romina threw a knee with her roller kneecaps into her brother's nutsack that was swinging wildly between his thighs. That one sent him over the edge and his body convulsed violently, his cock was missed between her knee.


The room was filled with screams and shrieks.

He was on the floor, clutching his aching testicles and screaming in utter agony.

Romina’s knees were shaking.


“Yes!” Romina's mother shouted. She high-fived her daughter who looked proud and happy.

“No change the tactic”, her mother commented. “You should use the knee jumping style!”
Romina did. With a loud scream, she ran up the stairs, jumped up and she landed with her rollercup knee on her brother's nuts-first.
The audience winced in sympathy when the blonde roller's girls rollercup knee were crunched on the boy's balls.
A long, low, guttural moan came from brohter mouth.
Then the testicles broke.
The audience went wild.
“Medal for my girl! Medal for my girls!” the mother shouted. “It’s her first ballbusting medal. Congratulations!”
“Flat as pancakes”, the mother said. “my girl, she deserved to win…”
The audience was clapping and cheering for the roller girl.


Cecilia a very good-looking 20 year old salsa dancer. She had muscular legs and a slim built. She was wearing a shining cut gold salsa dress and shining gold salsa shoes. “I love kicking balls.” She threw a powerful high kick into the air. “Dancing lessons are a perfect for ********** balls. I bet I’m am going to win the event.”

The mother added. “you’re better at anything…”

Cecilia shrugged with an innocent look on her face. “Do you think Mom will like to see your balls in your mouth? ‘Hmmm… I think she’ll love it! Probably you won’t like it…”

The boy looked at his mother for help. She turned her face.
“Mum”, Cecilia said calmly. “Get the camera if you want to see poor little balls smashed.”
She laught, got the camera and switched it on.
“I’ll tie my shoes laces. I can’t wait to introduce them to his nuts…” said Cecilia
With a dance start she smashed his gold sinning shoes into her brother's nuts, connecting with a dull thud and eliciting a load moan from his brother. The mother laughed when he grabbed his damaged balls.
“Yes!” the mother yelled. “RIP those mutherfuckers!”

The mother pans down the camera down her son body and zooms in. The screen is filled with a swollen nuts hanging below. Cecilia hand was seen lifting the dick to allow the camera a nice view of her brother's red balls.
“They’re okay”, displeased the mother.
The mother hands comes into frame and savagely grabs her son ballsack.
The son winces “You--- ow!”
She strongly squeezes his nuts, closing her fingers and trapping the testicles inside her hands
“ perhaps they’re not that okay…”
She let’s go of her son junk.
The camera zooms out to reveal the boy clutching his groin with her sister, Cecilia, laughing her ass off behind him.
Cecilia laughs. “I bet that kick got both of them, right?”
The mother nods. “Yep. His face is beet red and he is crying heavily”.
The camera zooms out again.
Now Cecilia’s sisters, blondes twin Sofia and Gabriela, were standing next to them. They were wearing tight white jeans that highlight and black pointy boots.
“Sofi and Gaby have joined us”, the mother said and asked to them . “Are you satisfied with your sister’s performance?”

“Of course we are”, the twin sister smiled. “Cecilia is a top castratrix and a good sister, and we are very happy! His nuts with only one kick are top swollen, no doubt, and he should explode pretty soon...”
The twin sisters landend a plainful backhand slap against their brother's sore balls and he doubles over.
“Are you enjoy the competition?” the mother asked to her daughters.
“Yeah, We are! It is an exciting match.” shouted the girls.
“Kicking balls is my talent, and I have every intention to use it.” said the mother.
“Great”, the girls smiles.
“Do you want to see a little demonstration?” the mother grins.
Suddenly the mother rushed by, running up to her son, kicking him in the nuts hard with her high heeled sneaker boots.
The boy looked like a truck has hitted him. He fell to his knees and moans in pain.
She walked and faced her son.
She adjusted her tight blue jeans. “I’m gonna crack your nuts, boy”, she whispered.
“When I’m finished with you, you’ll be lying on the ground, covered in your own milk”, the mother continued with a devilish grin. “I will milk your pathetic cock and bust your poor, little balls…”
The audience was silent, listening to the mother’s threats.
Moving quickly, Cecilia stomp his brother crotch. Her salsa dance heel connected with her brother's testicles, slamming his tender nuggets into his body.
He screamed from the top of his lungs. His hands lowered and grabbed his gonads.
The twins grabbed her brother'shair and yanked his head up, causing him to shriek in pain.
The audience went wild with cheers and applause.
Gabriela, one of the twin sisters, lifted her knee and brought it up against her brother.
Some girls in the audience winced in sympathy.
The mother brought her leg back and kicked at her son’s groin once again, lifting the boy body off the ground.
The son let out an agonized scream while the audience was going wild with cheers and applause.
“No kids for you”, someone in the audience yelled, drawing laughter from her friends.
“Yeah!” the mother shouted, grinning. She grabbed her crotch with her left hand and turned to the audience. “Yeah!”
Cecilia was holding the ripped pair of her brother underwear in her right hand, waving them like a trophy, while the audience clapped and cheered.
The boy grimaced in pain and humiliation.
"P-p-please don't hurt me," the boy began to cry.
"Aww. Oh, I'm going to hurt you, boy.” said Cecilia
“ We are gonna' really hurt you." shouted the three sisters.

"Please let me go!" the brohter pleaded.

"What? Let you go? But you're the star of the show." the sisters laughed.

Cecilia stepped between her brother's balls and the camera. Despite boy's loud scream, the mother calmly began to address the camera as if she was introducing a television show.

[sofxx]

Cecilia stepped between her brother's balls and the camera. Despite boy's loud scream, the mother calmly began to address the camera as if she was introducing a television show.


Cecilia stepped out of range of the camera, allowing the unseen audience to get a full look at her brother's nuts.

"Hello boys ! We have an extra special show for you tonight." said the mother

"We're just going to be doing an old fashioned nut roast," added Cecilia

The boy begged “Please! Please! Please! Not my nuts! Not my nuts! Please!’

The mother put her hand into her handbag.
“Oops, I forgot something,” she said.
She ran to the crowd, she took a lighter from one of the girls, her son was in too much pain to comprehend.
She lit the fuse of the firecracker and threw it into the nuts of her son.
"Usually the sack splits. But sometimes it doesn't..." she said.
Her son begged “Please! Please! Please! Not my nuts! Not my nuts! Please!’
He watched as the fuse got shorter… and shorter…

[sofxx]

“Oops, I forgot something,” she said.
She ran to the crowd, she took a lighter from one of the girls, her son was in too much pain to comprehend.
She lit the fuse of the firecracker and threw it into the nuts of her son.
"Usually the sack splits. But sometimes it doesn't..." she said.
Her son begged “Please! Please! Please! Not my nuts! Not my nuts! Please!’
He watched as the fuse got shorter… and shorter…

A moment later there was a muted ‘pop’. The firecracker had exploded.

The boy was screaming horribly, blisters appeared on his nuts.

POP!

The nuts suddenly exploded violently, spraying Cecilia with hot nut meat. The boy looked in horror before passing out.


“Brother lost”, Jessica, the co-host, said slowly. “He got his nuts exploded.”

The audience was cheering and giving standing ovations for Cecilia, the twins and her mother.

“Well done”, Jessica, the co-host, said with admiration.

The audience roared with approval and cheers

“Gold! Gold for them!” the crowd screamed.

“We have the winner ballbusting family! ” Jessica screamed.

On the big screen behind Jessica the replay of the victorious firecracker explosion was played in a loop.

The audience clapped and cheered, and Cecilia; Sofia, Gabriela the twin sisters and the mother raised their hands in victory.

“Congratulations!” Jessica smiles.

“Thank you, Jessica. It was a great event and all the nuts were burst throughout the matches…” said Cecilia's mother.

“Yeah...It was great. I was really impressed...” Jessica says. She turns to the camera and continues:
“Are you satisfied with your daughter’s performance?”

“Of course I am”, the mother smiles. “My daughters are top athlete and a good girls, and we are very happy! His nuts were exploede, no doubt, and they have what it takes to be in this sport for the next years…”

Cecilia, Gabriela, Sofia, the daughters, chuckle.

They smiles and shrugs.

Gabriela walked behind him and grins. She takes took a step back and kicked his naked penis hard. Her boot slamed into the base of his penis

“What was that for?” Jessica asked.

“Brother lost”, Gabriela answered

“Yes!” Sofia shouted. She high-fived Gabriela who looked proud and happy.

“Well done, Gabriela!” Cecilia grinned.

They looked at their mother. “You did fine, too.”

[sofxx]

“Yes!” Sofia shouted. She high-fived Gabriela who looked proud and happy.

“Well done, Gabriela!” Cecilia grinned.

They looked at their mother. “You did fine, too.”

“of course” said the mother.

“Jessica I have one question”added the mother.

“Will there be a prize for the winners?…”asked the mother.

“... of course there’ll be a prize for the winners…” answered Jessica, the co-host and also the referee of the event.

Celia, Gabriela and Sofia, the twin sister and their mother looked at her expectantly.

“The winners will get a chance to burst the loser’s family’s father’s nuts”, Jessica said.

The sisters looked at each other, puzzled expressions on their faces. Their mother grinned.

“Great”, the mother said.

She looked at her daughters, biting her lower lip.

“We’ll have a lot of fun”, the mother assured her daughter. “Big balls go down faster than small balls.”

“We’re gonna have a lot of fun”, the mother smiled.

The mother cleared her throat and looked around, searching for the fathers.

"Ladies” shouted Jessica. “I hope you are having a great time. But what would a family ballbusting event be without the fathers..." added Jessica

The confusion in the room was palpable.

"Bring them in," Jessica shouted calmly.

Tall women in black entered, their faces covered with sun glasses. They were dragging naked men, who were screaming loudly. When they were in front of the ballbusting winner mother, the women in black threw them to the ground and before they could stand up again, one women in black took a golf club in her hand and proceeded to beat the fathers into submission.

"Whenever you're ready, mother." said Jessica.

The mother turned to her daughters and whispered. “Big balls break easier, you will know that…”. Her daughters bursted out laughing

“Okay”, the daughters said. “Let’s get started.”

“Alright”, the mother said. “I will pick a dad.”

The mother took her time carefully lining up her steel pointy boot aim, the crowd behind her cheering her on.

She shouted “Take Fat Balls!” as she sent the heavy boot sailing with a whoosh through the air.

The boot connected solidly with the left testicle. The left ball shooked violently.

“His name is Adam”, Catherine’s looser mother mumbled, embarrassed by her husband.

The winner mother grinned. “Yeah. Take Fat Balls!” She joked mockingly, not breaking eye contact with the crying father. The left ball was rocking violently and then turned red.

“Like what you see?” the winner mother grinned to the looser crying dad's wife.

“Yes!” the looser wife yelled. “Trash those mutherfuckers!”

“Yes!” the looser daughter yelled “Ruin him, woman, crack my father's nuts!”

[sofxx]

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[sofxx]

“Yes!” the looser daughter yelled “Ruin him, woman, crack my father's nuts!”

“Shut up”, the father grunted her daughter.

His daughter brought her muscular leg up between her father's legs. Her boot caught her father’s big nuts dead on and crunched them into his pelvis.

The audience cringed .

“Ouch, ouch, ouch”, Jessica, the co-host, said.

“Yeah, that’s it, Catherine, bust your father's old balls!” shouted her mother.

"Please! Please!" he wailed, though he knew it was hopeless.

The womens in black suit carried two large boxes, put them down on the ground and opened one of them. There were a variety of objects and positioned them in a neat line on the floor: a kindling wood, broken pane of glass, an iron baseball bat and two hammer stones.

The girls and their mothers looked at the items on the floor and raised their eyebrows.

“We want to make it as the more painful as possible”, one tall brunette women in a tight black suit and high heel open toe explained.
“The father are going to be kicked, punched and hit with various…”, she pointed to the floor, “…objects.”

“Oh, I see”, said the winner mum.
Cecilia her daughter grinned.
The two daughter looked determined and eager to begin.
“Let’s get to work, there’s a lot to be done”, the women in black suit shouted and clapped their hands. “Let’s start with the crying one.”
one father grabbed a wooden slat and shouted “We are not to get sacked by that things”

one blonde tall women in black suit nodded at her boss.

She looked the man in the eyes and kicked hard at his crotch, crushing both balls with the pointy toe of the high heel shoes. He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. He grabbed his nuts and grimaced.

The others black suit women clapped.

“You have the most experience with nutshots!!!” shouted her workmates.
She nodded and grinned.
“Good work. His expression was priceless.” shouted her workmates.

[sofxx]

“You have the most experience with nutshots!!!” shouted her workmates.
She nodded and grinned.
“Good work. His expression was priceless.” shouted her workmates.

She then pulled out her cell phone and entered in several commands.

"So this is level one..." the woman said, pressing another button on her phone.
A beam shot up with an amazing speed. The cold metal beam crushed into the bulges of the five fathers.
All of them were standing on their tiptoes, lifted by the beam. They were gasping and screaming from the top of their lungs.
Now they were lifted clear off the ground. In addition to the force of the initial blow, their body weight added pressure on their painful nuts that were being crushed flat between the hard beam and their pelvis. They were howling in pain.
The women in black suit were fascinated by the vociferous spectacle. They were laughing. It was absolutely morbid.

She pressed a button on her mobile and the beam lowered as quick as it had lifted.

The fathers sank to the ground, grabbing their crotches and whimpering. All of them had tears in their eyes.

The woman in black said “I think it works. We are on the right track. It has struck 10 out of 10 nuts. The aim is fantastic…”

“Come on, we don’t have all day”, the twin winner sisters said.

The mother, her daughter, Cecilia, obeyed the twins and walked in front of the dads. The women in looked closely from the side.

The twins grabbed a father'shair and yanked his head up, causing him to shriek in pain.

The audience went wild with cheers and applause.

They looked into the father’s eyes. Then they lifted their knees hard and ground the father’s nuts.

The scream was heartbreaking and made the women in black wince.

“Harder”, Sofia said.


“Okay, harder”, Gabriela, her twin sister nodded.

Their knee struck the father’s balls again, eliciting another scream.

“Look at his eyes!” Gabriela said cheerfully and grinned.

“I can do better than that”, theri mother said proudly, she took a step back and with thundering force brought her heavy boot up into the father’s eggs.

“Fuck!” the father yelled, squirming wildly and throwing his head back and forth.

The mother kicked at the father’s defenceless nuts once more, grinding them into his pelvis.

The father was crying. “Please, stop!” he screamed.

The mother smiled at him and threw a last, mean kick into his nuts.

He was crying and moaning, unable to grab his sore, aching balls, because the twin sisters were holding his hands behind his back with their fitness arms.

“Look, his eyes crossed!” the mother grinned. “Now, that’s funny!”

The father sank to the ground.
When he was crying on the floor. The mother said “We're just going to be doing nut roast,"

She then turn on her lighter so that the top of the flame was literally a quarter inch from the father balls. The father was screaming horribly, blisters appearing on his nuts and cock shaft. She was slowly incinerating his sack

Suddenly the father's nuts exploded violently, spraying the mother with hot nut meat.

“Oouh” shouted the mother. "The meaty nut is so hot. Ouch"

[sofxx]

The audience went wild and cheered for the castratrix.

Her daughter’s Gabriela, Sofia and Cecilia rushed and slapped the daddy’s face, bringing him back into the world of nut pain, and making him curl up. He sobbed and moaned, cradling his assaulted balls in his hand, writhing on the ground and looking just miserable.
“Poor daddy”,Jessica, the co-host, chuckled. “That was humiliating…”
The other fathers were rolling on the ground, their hands clutching their throbbing testicles.

"P-p-please don't hurt me," they began to cry.

"Aww. Oh, I'm going to hurt you, dad. I'm gonna' really hurt you." said the ballbuster mother.

The pleasure in her voice was chilling.

The audience clapped and shouted.



The ballbusting mother walked up to her opponents and grabbed his shoulders. “Get up”, she barked. “Get up, motherfucker!”

Cecilia dragged him to his feet. She quickly applied a head-lock, wedging the father’s neck under her right arm.

The father struggled to break free. His was red and he screamed from the top of his lungs.

After a minute of struglin, the mother lifted her boot for a short moment and brought it foward into the father's crotch, hammering the heel of her boot into the nuts.

The father coughed and groaned.

The mother kicked with her boot heel once more.

The father was groaning in pain as the next blow connected with his balls.

The mother was preparing for her next boot kick when her Cecilia, her daughter, shouted “Wait!”.

The mother stared at her daughter, her tanned fitness body was glistening with sweat.

“Let’s change sides”, Cecilia grinned.

The mother’s eyes widened, and she smiled.

The mother quickly applied a head-lock to the father’s while her daughter was preparing for her bust.

Cecilia grinned. “I’ll count to ten.”

"Whenever you're ready, lady." said her mother.

"I have an idea” said Cecilia.

The on looking women in dark suit looked on curiously as the daughter and the mother whispered amongst themselves, clearly coordinating a finishing finale to the father sex life.

"Okay, let's do it," they said.

The mother and the daughter stood on either side of the poor daddy sack and raised their golf clubs.

"one.. two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight.. nine..."

"TEN!" everyone shouted, including the women in black, at once as the two clubs sailed toward the poor daddy nuts.

The clubs slammed into each other and between them where the poor daddy ex-nuts. The father, who passed out, shot his head up and let out a guttural scream as his assaulted nut sack burst open, splattering the women in black suit standing over him with the remains of his testicles. Between his legs, looked to be nothing more than piles of unrecognizable goop.

[Shikamaru2]

I don't mean to criticize but if you write a story where your protagonists are kidnapping and torturing innocent people (family members no less) very possibly to the point of death, the end of your story must/should end in their bad karma coming back to bite them in the ass just like it does in the real world. Otherwise the story just comes off as overly dark and sadistic to the point of being psychopathic and not reflective of the human experience and will push the reader away instead of drawing them in.

[sofxx]

The mother looking to the third father. “You like hanging, I need some rope.”

One of the women in black suit shouted out, “There’s some in the back.”

A few seconds later, the mother had the ropes she wanted and the woman in black suit retook her position with the other women. They were watching and wondering what she was planning. They had to admit, the mother had a talent for strategy and they were enjoying the show.

Moving to the three remaining fathers, the mother pulled the three of them.Taking a length of rope she bound their hands behind them. Taking the opposite ends of the ropes from the ends she tied their balls and their foots. “Perfect,” she smiled at the fathers.

The mother leaped up to the second floor and slung her legs over the railing. Turning around she faced the open floor and looked down on the fathers, admiring her work. Wrapping the ropes around the top metal bar of the railing, she blew a kiss to the daddies below. Then, hand over hand, she began taking up the slack of the ropes. The fathers tried to move back but were dragged forward until they were standing directly under the railing on their tiptoes trying to raise their balls as high as they could.

“Watch this”, Cecilia muttered and winked at her twin sisters.

The twin sisters and the women in black suit turned their heads and watched as the mother pulled up the rope.

Cecilia, the twin sister, the women in black suit and Jessica, the co-host, watched the father's reactions with amusement.

The mother put her leg up on the top rail for leverage and gave a hard yank. This lifted the fathers by their balls, completely off the floor. They screamed in unison like some tortured singing group. As the ropes pulled them up, their weight shifted and their upper body fell backwards and their convulsing legs shot up towards the ceiling.

“Yes!” one woman in black suit groaned hoarsely “Ruin them, crack their nuts!”

The men were left with their shoulder blades on the floor but still with a tremendous amount of pressure on their scrotums. Not satisfied, the mother didn’t give them a moment to rest. Bracing herself she gave another hard pull, lifting the men completely off the ground. The bodies of the men began shaking and convulsing from the agony of having their entire bodies lifted by their nuts. The women in black were surprised at how quickly it started. They hadn’t been hanging for more than 5 seconds and they were already quivering uncontrollably with the pain the mother had inflicted on them.

The three fathers moved upwards another several feet as the mother hoisted them again and once more for good measure. They finally ended up about ten feet off the ground and the mother, now satisfied tied the ropes off the to railing to hold them in place.

The women in black went up to the second floor and slung their legs over the railing. They looked down on the fathers, admiring the mother work. They jumped down to the floor and moved over to them. They sat down above them as they were riding a horse, grabbing each one by the hair and hung there, adding their pounds to the fathers own weight, just to torture them some more. The women in black spent several minutes ridding and hanging from them, laughing and listening to their screams. The extra weight of the women in black added another 6 inches to all their scrotums.

The fathers all got a great view of their perfect round ass through the tight black of their pants.
The women in black grabbed each father's naked balls with their hand and squeezed hard. The men were quivering uncontrollably with the pain the women inflicted on them. Each nutsack looked like a second large penis growing from the men. The women were jumping up grabbing them by their hair.

“It is like ridding a horse” one women in black told as she hung from the hair of the man, enjoying his yells . ”A flying riding horse, big fun” another women added.

It was easy to see what would happen if the ropes currently holding the foots, arms and balls of the fathers were cut.

[sofxx]

It was easy to see what would happen if the ropes currently holding the foots, arms and balls of the fathers were cut.

The women were constanstly jumping as they were ridding a horse and grabbing by them by the hair. Then the rope that was holding a father by their foot and arms were cut. This left the man with no support and he found himself falling from over ten meters above the floor with three women in black suit over him.

“Noooooooooooo!!!!!!” he screamed out as he plummeted, closing his eyes as the floor rushed up at him.

The falling father was currently cheating on his wife. She was standing in the crowd of women watching him sweep towards the ground about to be emasculated.
About the point where his head was five meters from the floor, the rope attached to his nuts was pulled taunt. The man’s body began to swing instead of fall directly downward.

As the rope went tight and his weight hit, he screamed loudly as the pain of his own body weight tearing at his balls flooded over him. His balls held and he swung at the last moment to avoid crashing into the floor. As he swung parallel to the ground, screaming all the way, it became apparent that the women above him had planned out his flight path.

The man swung straight at one of the walls, his body catched one of the walls, shattering his bones. The blow did not stop the three sadistic women ridding over him and he continued swinging through and started back up towards the ceiling.

“YYYYYEEEEESSSSS!!!!!!” yelled the women ridding over with glee, loving her flying ridding.

“Awesome!” the second women ridding over him chimed in

The women in black suit continued their trip until the nutsack had taken all it could bear and the father was thrown to the floor. The three women fell straight to the floor with the father below them, crashing his face first into the wooden floor. The father scream all the way towards the floor. Whe he collide with the floor he was suffering in agony. One women in black suit who was above him. She grabbed his balls in her hand and she squeezed.
“Ohhhhh GOD, Please not!!!” he screamed out.

The father’s eyes widened and he yelled in pain as the woman’s nails pinched into his balls.
She grabbed the father’s nuts with both of her hands and started yanking, squeezing and twisting his poor testicles.

“I feel it, one of them is going to pop”, the woman grunted. “The left one feels all squishy.” she looked at him and smiled innocently.

“Pop him, come on Jennifer, inish him, Jennifer, finish him! Come on, finish him.” encouraged the other woman who had ridden over him few minutes ago. "Let's pop those balloons" added the third women who had ridden over him.

The father was trembling, tears streaming from his eyes. He knew he only had mere moments to remain a full man.

The woman opened her finger and observed her work. The left nut had been totally blown apart, crushed effortlessly by only two fingers. The woman grinned.
"Ooops!" she said mockingly.

The father screamed hysterically.

[sofxx]

"This thing is great!" the woman in black suit said grinding her thumb and finger together, feeling the already cracked nut being turned into paste. "Crush the other one!" added the other woman in black.

"Hmm how should be burst the last one?" asked the woman in black.
Her coworkers and the crowd went wild calling out suggestions.

"I have an idea, Jennifer, come up here." added her coworkers.
The women in black suit gather together.
The crowd looked on curiously as the women in black suit whispered amongst themselves, clearly coordinating a finishing finale to the father's remaing ball.
"Okay, let's do it," the women in black shouted.
The women in black suit spread the father’s legs as wide as they could, putting his package on full display and making poor him scream in pain.
The other women in black hurled a vodka bottle at the father's nuts as hard as they could. The glass bottle connected squarely with the father’s manhood, squashing his nuts and making him yodel in pain.
By now, the vodka alcohol was starting to have an effect on the father's ball as the liquid spread over the skin of his sac and reached his dick.
“This doesn’t work”, one woman in black suit mumbled, apparently unhappy with the results of her idea. She looked around, searching for a firecracker or an appropriate missile. When nothing caught her eyes, she walked up to father who was panting and moaning, her eyes wide open.
“I guess we’ll have to add more torture”, the woman smiled. With that, she dropped to her knees that came crashing down on the father’s ball. His nut was flattened like a pancake under the woman knee weight.
Chuckling, the woman in black grounded her knees into the father’s nut, squishing and squashing as if she was trying to kill a worm.
The father gasped for air.
The woman in black suit looked into the father’s eyes and grimaced in mock-sympathy. “Ooooh, that’s gotta hurtin, oh poor daddy”, she cooed while continuing to grind the father’s nuts under her knees. “Well, I guess you shouldn’t have them”, she added, smiling.
The father didn’t offer any resistance as he screamed from the top of his lungs while his nut was flatting.
“My dick!” the father screamed in a high-pitched voice. “My nut!”
The woman in black shot the father an angry look. “Shut up!”
The women in black suit grinned. “Stop shouting and yelling, you’re making her angry…” “Deal with it, daddy. A cock and a pair of low-hangers is nothing.”

“Everything okay down there?” the woman chuckled. “Girls, do you see his nut?”

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“I can see ” one woman in her black business suit said calmly and waving her steel pointed black business high heel boot for a hard kick.
“Have a go at them”, the woman stomping his nuts with her knees suggested cheerfully. “I’m sure he doesn’t mind. He won’t be using it anymore anyway…”

The woman in her business suit took a moment to focus on the father’s remaining ball. Then she went wildly alternating her left and right business black boots, she threw a barrage of kicks at father’s bruised swelling ball. She delivered kick after kick.

One woman raised her eyebrows. “Wow. You should be a professional soccer player”

“I’ve waited a long time to use these boots”, the woman mumbled between her teeth.

Tears were streaming down the father’s eyes as his nuts were brutally boot kicked again and again at an amazing speed with the boot soccer skills.
“Hey!” her coworker shouted. “Come on, you want to ******** him, right? Go harder on him…”
With the one hundred business boot kick the the remaing nut instantly burst from the pointy hit.
"Suffer it! You piece of shit! Weak balls!" shouted the woman boot kicker.
The women in black suit grinned and turned to her friend. “Nice work”, they smiled at her and said, “High five.”
The women grinned proudly and slapped ther coworker’s hand while the father groaned and rolled to his side, clutching, squirming in pain.
The soccer kicker business black suit woman looked at the father who was moaning in pain, curled up rocking back and forth and "Ooops!" she said mockingly.
"make sure We get all the manhood out," one of the woman in her business suit shouted. She got close to him. "Fuck you pig." she spit in his face. She squeezed his penis with her long pink nails breaking the skin.
"I'm making a sausage" said the woman while the man was crying of a new shocking pain. The woman was peeling the skin off his dick with her pink nails. She tear the skin off, with her nails, and sometimes she tore off a little meat.
The father's eyes rolled in horror and pain and he passed out.
"Oh no you don't, fucking pig!" shouted the woman.
The woman slapped the man in the face with her lovely thin long hands.
"Wake him up! Wake him up!" shouted the women in black suit, one of them came over him and calmly threw water over his head.
He woke up and shouted "Please! Please!" though he knew it was hopeless.
The woman made sure he opened his eyes to see his peeled penis, he shouted out. "Don't worry I am going to fix your penis." She chopped his penis with her pink sharp nails. "That's better," she said.
"I am going to eat this sausage unless girls you want to eat it” said the woman.
One woman said “I have a appetite”. She took the penis from the castratix hands and started to eat it “ I'll probably want meatballs too." she said. “Lets cut from the two remaing men” shouted the black suit women.

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“Good plan,” one woman in her business suit complimented on her coworker idea. She motioned the two men still hanging from their balls from the railing, who were still conscious.

“YYYYYEEEEESSSSS!!!!!!” one woman in black suit yelled with glee, loving the carnage idea.
“Awesome !” the women chimed in, “Let’s do some more!”
The tight black business suit women pulled all the darts from the several dartboards located there. They took up a position below five meters from the trembling daddies.
They flicked their wrist and the darts flew in a straight line towards the father’s genitals. Some of the darts needle pierced the daddies testicle. The men’s face contorted and their eyes went wide, tears started flowing immediately as they took in the sensation of having a metal shard slammed through their most tender area.

A second group darts flew. Most of the darts penetrated the balls hanging from the roof.
The women started to placed their shots with absolute accuracy, hitting the exact spot they wanted.

The two men were making clucking and whimpering noises. The women hands flew out in several arcing motions and a three rows of more darts flew. Each of father’s testicles were weighted by ten darts each. The ballbuster mother could saw the tiny tips of the darts sticking out the back of their scrotum. The business suit women had completely skewered their manhood.

The women dropped to one knee, they let their hands fly. Four round of more darts struck in their manhood. This time though the shaft of their penis, not their balls, were the target . A new type of scream were heard.

The ballbusting winner mother picked up two missing darts. She whistled sharply to get their attention. The daddies head came forward and their eyes met hers. The mummy held up the darts. Making sure the fathers saw it, she spun and let them fly. The daddies could only watch in horror as the dart struck the tip of their cock, dead center, the tip of the dart slid into the small hole located in the tip of their cock.

The darts were thrown with such force it were lodged completely in their organ; only a quarter inch of the dart could be seen sticking out of the tip of their penis.

The ballbuster mummy smiled at what she had done to them. Grabbing the rope, that was holding them, put the fathers close to her. She took one of the darts lodged in one of their nuts and shooked it back and forth. Suddenly the fathers screamed loudly. The ballbuster mother repeated the process with a different dart, this time in their shaft of their penis. “Please, no more,” they whimpered. She was careful not to pull the darts free, she just wanted to cause them as much pain as she could. After several minutes of taking each dart in her fingers and working it, she left the rope away, swing them with the ropes to continue their suffering.

Cecilia walked over her mother and admiring her work, “Good job!” She told her mother, an impressed look on her face as she saw all the darts around the daddies nutsacks.

“Thanks” said her mother.

The twin sisters looked back and saw the numerous darts penetrating the fathers genitals in every fashion, “Wow, that looks like it hurts,” they shouted mockingly.

“Wouldn’t know, I don’t have any balls or a dick,” the mother replied jeeringl. The mother and her girls laughed sarcastically.

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“You do that, but I also got my own ideas,” Cecilia told her mother.
Cecilia grabbed the rope of one of the daddies, she cutted it and threw him from ten meters. He slammed into a table. Cecilia yelled out excitedly as the father's balls sliced off by a broken bottle of wine that two women from the crowd were drinking.


“We also got an idea,” said the twin sisters as they moved towards the last father.

They pushed him to a barstool grabbing the rope that was holding him, “Stay!” The ordered him. They opened his legs out wide to the either sides of the barstools. His nuts were resting on the stools, totally exposed.

Taking a bottle fo wine that was on the bar, Gabriela, one of the twin sister, approached him. Smiling sweetly at the man, Gabriela lifted the bottle and drove into and through the daddy scrotum. “Aaaaahhhhhggggggg!!!!” he screamed in terrible pain. The bootle crashed his nuts cleanly and smashed it before breaking into the barstool underneath.

The glasses were lodged completely in his organ. The ridges of the glasses could be seen fanning out his skin from the inside. Ten glasses hung from his balls, seven more stuck into the sides of his cock. Five in it from the top and the last burrowed into the tip and down the shaft. His face was twisted into silent screams but he was only able to make muted noises. His eyes were wide though, staring directly at Gabriela.

He had always enjoyed videos of women kicking men in the nuts. He had never received a hit in his balls so that was the reason he had always fantasized about something like. But the reality was far worse than he imagined. It wasn’t fun, it looked painful, and he was crying to death.

The last father with his balls resting on the stool covered with glasses watched as the three sadistic sisters (the twin sisters and Cecilia) approached him.

“P-please, don’t,” he pleaded. But he could only watch as each girl raised the glass bottle and brought it down into his genitals. Each bottle struck one of his balls, ripped through it and then lodged into the stool. He collapsed forward in heap, held up only by the ropes and the stoolbars.

The three sisters admired their work. The man's balls were resting on the stool, pinned there by the glasses imbedded in his scrotum. He had the middle part of a wine bottle cue driven into him. Suddenly the sisters started laughing uncontrollably. Their mother realized what they though was so funny.

Cecilia caught her breath briefly, “It looks like we made glass balls!” and then broke down, laughing hysterically. Their mother also started laughing loudly at the sight as it was extremely funny. Gabriela and Sofia were on the floor, unable to catch their breath or stand.

After the ballbusting family composed, Cecilia turned and asked her mother, “ Mummy What’d ya think? Should we let him keep them?”. The devil ballbuster mother walked up to the daddy who had already lost his manhood and drove a knife through his nuts and penis, destroying. “Guess not,” The mother answered her daughter's question. Soon after, the father had lost both balls.

“Wow, that was intense,” the mother said, exhaling deeply.
“I know, it is great fun,” Cecilia, the daughter, added.
“Really fun,” the twin sisters added again. The ballbusitng family laughed.

They looked over the room and thought about what had happened. The placed was covered with brothers, sons and fathers rolling back and forth, holding their groins. If they were conscious enough, they were screaming in pain, if not, they were simply moaning incoherently. Testicles were everywhere. Stuck to the walls, on the floor, on the pool roof, hanging from the ropes. Dozens of male sex organs were covering the place.

“The boys and mens balls are dead” the mother shouted in unison and held up her son meaty orbs by their thin cords in front of her daughters. “Souvenirs?”

“Sure,” her daughters said taking their brother's balls in their hand.

The crowd started chanting, “More! More! More!”, the the women in business suited started chanting, “More! More! More!”

The concious fathers, brothers and son shouted. “We give up”.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause as the ballbusting winner mother lifted her hands and waved, a huge grin on her face. She looked incredibly sexy, her fitness body body covered in sweat and blood.


The brutal destruction of the remaining brothers, sons and fathers sacks rounded out the evening. Now Jennifer, the co-host, the camarawoman and the crowd took part into the actions. Testicles were flattened in vices, blown into shredded gore with fireworks, roasted with burners, crushed and mangled by hand and splattered into goop with heavy boots. By the end of it there was nothing resembling a whole testicle among the men and boys. When no balls existed among the men, Jennifer, the co-host, took her place in the center of the room and shouted

"Now that was an amazing Ballbusting Family Fest! See you..."

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Now, I am trying to fix the whole story.

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I have made some changes...


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Ballbusting Fun Family Event


The stage was crowded . The most rich women in the country were prattling amongst themselves, they sipped champagne and pretended to be experts on ballbusting. The benches were filled with more than one hundred females, mostly girls in their early twenties. The silence of the room was broken as well dressed women ranging from their early thirties to mid-forties filed in with their daughters, chatting about kicking, squeezing, kneeing, pounching guys in the balls.
A pretty spanish women in her forties dressed entirely in black walked into the room and took a spot in front of the auditorioum. Her name was Jessica, the co-host. She was wearing a floor length black tight leather dress and matching shoulder black length gloves. She also wore black platform gogo boots and she looked great in it. She had a microphone in her right hand and five cameras were behind her.

"Are you ready?" shouted Jessica, the co-host.

"YES!" the crowd chanted in unison.

"I said are you ready?" Jessica asked again.

"YES YES!”" the crowd answered more loudly and started to clap and cheer.

“Okay ladies”, she shouted to the audience. “We’re about to start. Put your hands together now for the Ballbusting Event!”

The crowd went into hysterical cheers, a rich woman in the front row wave her extremely expensive zipper gold strong spike snake jacket and jokingly called "We love you!" to the announcer.

“Yeah, that’s it, bust lazy balls!” shouted a beautiful young woman with a multi-colour crazy hair sytle. She had the following colors green, magenta, blue, yellow, red and violet. She also had small green eyes and a fitness curvy figure. She quickly pulled up her white silk see through mini skirt.


“… so I’m really happy that so many of you have come here to be a part of the Ballbusting Family Event”, Jessica said.

The room was filled with screams.

Jessica continued. “You will see five family teams.” she paused for applause. The crowd cheered. “You will see nuts get crunched, balls get busted, and the sweet dreams of parenthood get smashed to pieces.” The audience went wild. “Thank you all for coming today. The rules are simple. The sons provide the balls, the mothers and the daughters are going to destroy them.” Jessica grinned. “ Before I let the teams introduce themselves, I want to say: The toughest boot may win.”

The girls cheered and clapped and rose from their seats. Jessica’s smile widened.

“Let the games begin”, a lady shouted.

The girls walked on stage and were greeted with cheers and applause by the audience.

“Here they are...”, Jessica continued. “Catherine, Cecilia, Erika, Romina and Paula”

“He’s worn”, the multi-colour hair woman shouted. “Sister. Spank his nuts! Crush them! Rip his nuts off””

A middle aged woman dressing a striped gothic dress shouted to the passing girls "kick hard, girls! Knee hard, girls! make those worns sing soprano!"

The five girls giggled.


“For those of you are not familiar with the sport: It’s ball breaking. The contestants will alternately damage each brother's balls. The game is over when the sister pop her two brother's balls” Jessica continued.

As the co-host was speaking, her voice cool and professional, her audience clad, no one seemed phased as a door on the side of the room opened and a line of five young boys, gagged and with hands bound behind their backs, was lead in. Each young boy was being led into position by one of the efficient women in black, tall women dressed in black tight suits and black sunglasses.

The host continued talking as the struggling young boys were each placed against their sisters, their arms and hands secured behind their backs and their legs spread apart by a metal bar at the ankles. Each was naked as was a specific requirement. The boys were gagged and their restraints given a final inspection by the women in black, who stepped away from and to the side of each, as if guarding against the unlikely event of an escape.


The five girls stood in front of their respective brother's targets.

A woman turned her mobile camera on. “Camera rolling”, she said. She turned her face to one of her friends “The camera has an amazing quality. I think we will have a very good video.”

“Girl, that’s cool. Nice camera!” her friend looked around and sat down on the couch.
She was wearing tight blue jeans, a tight white shirt with her dance club’s logo on it and a pointy steel toe sneakers boots.

"Hello boys from all over! I, The ballbusters, have an extra special show for you tonight.". She addressed the camera. Her friends grinned at the camara.

“Any last words for the camera?” she asked her friends.

One of her friends a very good-looking dancer looked into the camera, she smiled “Boys, I haven’t shown my hitting skills! I’m gonna crunch yours nuts!” She has black hair and beautiful green eyes. She was a bit tall, she had muscular legs. She wore a white shirt and tight black trousers and black leather boots.

The woman, who was holding the camara, suggested: “What about a little joke? Say something hilarious to the camera, something like a ahort story .... or I don't know … somehting like ...if you tocuh me then I hit you with ...”

“I have one joke” shouted one of her friends.

“Greate, amazing” the woman, holding the camera, jumped over her chair. “The camera is rolling”, she said.

“Wait a second, errr, I don’t really remember, errr, what the joke is exactly about, let me thinks..” the woman was thinking in aloud voice.

“I remeber. It was in the history middle age” the woman was trying to remeber.


“A woman in a black tight hood that covered her face was wheeling out a cart with knives, mallets, hammers, large fireworks, lighters, pliers and other instruments of nut torture and placed it in front of the hysterical men, who were crying around the place of execution” said the jokingly woman.

"Today we're going to make scrambled eggs, the torture woman shouted with a funny voice around park" the woman said laughing.

Her friend looked at her quizzically.

"We have to soften the testicles. Explained the torture woman" the joke woman continue speaking her story. “The woman executioner took two heavy mallets, and positioned them on either side of the nuts”

“Perfect!” one her friend shouted. “Continue girl, that’s cool. Nice story!” The woman looked around, rubbed her shaped booty around her chair, and started jumping with her ass. She was wearing tight jeans as all her friends. The colour of hers were blue. She was also wearing expensive brown boots.


The story teller woman continue telling her story “The woman slammed the mallets together as hard as she could, squashing the blue, red, blacks....as you wish, girls... nuts between the mallet. The women around the park thought the man's balls were going to burst....all the women were shouting things to the men ….and encouraging the castrator with her testicle torture...”

The women, who were listened the joke, looked at each other and gulped.

“You… oohh… you are… oohh… my jewels, the fucking man gasped. They feel… oohh… they feel like they are in a machine squeezer…continue yelling the worm...”

The camera zooms out to reveal the story teller woman grinning into it. She is seen from the waist up, with a testicle made by hand necklace around her neck and a penis in the middle. It also could be seen her tight white shirt that says I hang two balls and a penis between my two breasts, so boys know what's up when they are close to me!

The hilarious woman continue telling her story “Well, I’m trying to see if I can get any juice out of them…the torturing woman added with a funny voice...laught around the park could be heard”

One of the story teller woman's friends laught with cryness and maddness “The story is fun as hell.” She grabbed her tight pink jean crotch and squeezed. “The story is so hot. I can take of my shirt. I'm getting wet. Do you bother if I take it, girls?” she asked.

“Great. Let your boobies hang out” shouted one of her friends.

The woman stood up and undressed her shirt, showing them her nicely defined abdominal muscles on her body. She threw her white shirt showing her white adhesive bras. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” She seemed very fond of her own breast. She looked down, grabbed them and carefully weighed them in her hands. Then she lightly slapped them a few times with her other hand and grimaced. “Oooohh, boys, you want to have one of this, don't you.”

The story teller woman looked at her irritated and continue telling her story.“The man writhed and screamed into his gag as the torturer brutally flattened his sack. His ruptured balls were mushy and lumpy.”

“Oh yes, they are”, the story teller quickly said, clearing her throat.

She looked at her friends, expecting approval. “The story is great”, They offered. She was pleased with that, she smiled and continue telling the story "Girls, thats should we do it. Shouted the torturing woman around the park. Putting up her mallets covered with semen and blood."

“Cool”, one of her friend said, spreading her legs around her chair. The story teller continue the story "Doesn't that hurt? Asked the women around the park. Maybe the torturing woman said but only if you get your fingers caught in between" the story teller finished her story. Their friends were shouting and cheering, clapping their hands and laughing.

“God” one woman laughed.

Some friends slowly sank to the ground with laught. Others women behind them watched and laughed at the scene.

“Congratulations. Good story”, their friends grins and shaked the huge the story teller.
“Thanks”, she smiled proudly.

The woman's expensive camera zoomed to the stage to reveal five well athletic girls and
five boys trembling, tears streaming from their eyes, who actually believed their sisters were going to be shown mercy, the boys opened their mouse wide and screamed in genuine surprise and horror. Their legs were spreaded apart by a metal bar.

The woman holding the camera asked her friend "Hmm How should those good sisters burst these bad brothers?"

Her friends went wild calling out suggestions. Punching them, squeezing them. Ripping them off.

"Count down with me!" Jessica, the co-host, encouraged the crowd as the five sisters girls began movingfrom the swinging boyhood.

"Ten...Nine...Eight..Seven...Six..Five... Four.... Three..." the crowd shouted.


Catherine dropped to her knees and balled her fist. Her brother watched her, a fearful expression on his face as his balls dangled invitingly for a good bust. She was wearing an extremely green crocodile leather mini skirt; showing off her long sleek legs and a thin white blouse with no bra.
She also wore thigh-high python print boots.

The woman holding her camera focused on the girl's skirt.”Wiii what beautiful skirt...I want to have one”

"... two... one!" the crowed shouted

There was an audible whoosh as the Catherine's fist sailed through the air, followed by a satisfying, echoing wet splat. Her fist collided full force with the swinging brother's sack which his penis exploded semen as a statue penis water font.

“She’s a good one”, the woman holding her mobile camera stated, smiling at her friends. “The mother should be proud of her…”

Her friends nodded.

“Punch the semen out of his nuts!” yelled the woman holding the camera.

“That worn is full of milk”, the mother shouted. “Punch the spunk out of him.”

Catherine's punched her brother’s sore, swollen meatballs with all the force she could muster.

The poor weak brother screamed in pain. His penis continue throwing milk.

Catherine spread the cum on her forehead, leaving a trace of spunk just above her eyebrow.

“I think a need a vodka”, the woman holding the camera shouted. She got up and walked towards the woman hawker drinks . “Girl, that was the best orgasm I had in ages!” The woman laughed to the seller. “Girl I need some alcohol…” The hawker poured a glass of vodka and the mobile camera woman gulped it down in one go.

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Hi,

I made some corrections to my story. If someone want to make some comments good or bad against the story, I would like to read them.

thanks

[sofxx]

Ballbusting Fun Family Event


The stage was crowded . The most rich women in the country were prattling amongst themselves, they sipped champagne and pretended to be experts on ballbusting. The benches were filled with more than one hundred females, mostly girls in their early twenties. The silence of the room was broken as well dressed women ranging from their early thirties to mid-forties filed in with their daughters, chatting about kicking, squeezing, kneeing, pounching guys in the balls.
A pretty spanish women in her forties dressed entirely in black walked into the room and took a spot in front of the auditorioum. Her name was Jessica, the co-host. She was wearing a floor length black tight leather dress and matching shoulder black length gloves. She also wore black platform gogo boots and she looked great in it. She had a microphone in her right hand and five cameras were behind her.

"Are you ready?" shouted Jessica, the co-host.

"YES!" the crowd chanted in unison.

"I said are you ready?" Jessica asked again.

"YES YES!”" the crowd answered more loudly and started to clap and cheer.

“Okay ladies”, she shouted to the audience. “We’re about to start. Put your hands together now for the Ballbusting Event!”

The crowd went into hysterical cheers, a rich woman in the front row wave her extremely expensive zipper gold strong spike snake jacket and jokingly called "We love you!" to the announcer.

“Yeah, that’s it, bust lazy balls!” shouted a beautiful young woman with a multi-colour crazy hair sytle. She had the following colors green, magenta, blue, yellow, red and violet. She also had small green eyes and a fitness curvy figure. She quickly pulled up her white silk see through mini skirt.


“… so I’m really happy that so many of you have come here to be a part of the Ballbusting Family Event”, Jessica said.

The room was filled with screams.

Jessica continued. “You will see five family teams.” she paused for applause. The crowd cheered. “You will see nuts get crunched, balls get busted, and the sweet dreams of parenthood get smashed to pieces.” The audience went wild. “Thank you all for coming today. The rules are simple. The sons provide the balls, the mothers and the daughters are going to destroy them.” Jessica grinned. “ Before I let the teams introduce themselves, I want to say: The toughest boot may win.”

The girls cheered and clapped and rose from their seats. Jessica’s smile widened.

“Let the games begin”, a lady shouted.

The girls walked on stage and were greeted with cheers and applause by the audience.

“Here they are...”, Jessica continued. “Catherine, Cecilia, Erika, Romina and Paula”

“He’s worn”, the multi-colour hair woman shouted. “Sister. Spank his nuts! Crush them! Rip his nuts off””

A middle aged woman dressing a striped gothic dress shouted to the passing girls "kick hard, girls! Knee hard, girls! make those worns sing soprano!"

The five girls giggled.


“For those of you are not familiar with the sport: It’s ball breaking. The contestants will alternately damage each brother's balls. The game is over when the sister pop her two brother's balls” Jessica continued.

As the co-host was speaking, her voice cool and professional, her audience clad, no one seemed phased as a door on the side of the room opened and a line of five young boys, gagged and with hands bound behind their backs, was lead in. Each young boy was being led into position by one of the efficient women in black, tall women dressed in black tight suits and black sunglasses.

The host continued talking as the struggling young boys were each placed against their sisters, their arms and hands secured behind their backs and their legs spread apart by a metal bar at the ankles. Each was naked as was a specific requirement. The boys were gagged and their restraints given a final inspection by the women in black, who stepped away from and to the side of each, as if guarding against the unlikely event of an escape.


The five girls stood in front of their respective brother's targets.

A woman turned her mobile camera on. “Camera rolling”, she said. She turned her face to one of her friends “The camera has an amazing quality. I think we will have a very good video.”

“Girl, that’s cool. Nice camera!” her friend looked around and sat down on the couch.
She was wearing tight blue jeans, a tight white shirt with her dance club’s logo on it and a pointy steel toe sneakers boots.

"Hello boys from all over! I, The ballbusters, have an extra special show for you tonight.". She addressed the camera. Her friends grinned at the camara.

“Any last words for the camera?” she asked her friends.

One of her friends a very good-looking dancer looked into the camera, she smiled “Boys, I haven’t shown my hitting skills! I’m gonna crunch yours nuts!” She has black hair and beautiful green eyes. She was a bit tall, she had muscular legs. She wore a white shirt and tight black trousers and black leather boots.

The woman, who was holding the camara, suggested: “What about a little joke? Say something hilarious to the camera, something like a ahort story .... or I don't know … somehting like ...if you tocuh me then I hit you with ...”

“I have one joke” shouted one of her friends.

“Greate, amazing” the woman, holding the camera, jumped over her chair. “The camera is rolling”, she said.

“Wait a second, errr, I don’t really remember, errr, what the joke is exactly about, let me thinks..” the woman was thinking in aloud voice.

“I remeber. It was in the history middle age” the woman was trying to remeber.


“A woman in a black tight hood that covered her face was wheeling out a cart with knives, mallets, hammers, large fireworks, lighters, pliers and other instruments of nut torture and placed it in front of the hysterical men, who were crying around the place of execution” said the jokingly woman.

"Today we're going to make scrambled eggs, the torture woman shouted with a funny voice around park" the woman said laughing.

Her friend looked at her quizzically.

"We have to soften the testicles. Explained the torture woman" the joke woman continue speaking her story. “The woman executioner took two heavy mallets, and positioned them on either side of the nuts”

“Perfect!” one her friend shouted. “Continue girl, that’s cool. Nice story!” The woman looked around, rubbed her shaped booty around her chair, and started jumping with her ass. She was wearing tight jeans as all her friends. The colour of hers were blue. She was also wearing expensive brown boots.


The story teller woman continue telling her story “The woman slammed the mallets together as hard as she could, squashing the blue, red, blacks....as you wish, girls... nuts between the mallet. The women around the park thought the man's balls were going to burst....all the women were shouting things to the men ….and encouraging the castrator with her testicle torture...”

The women, who were listened the joke, looked at each other and gulped.

“You… oohh… you are… oohh… my jewels, the fucking man gasped. They feel… oohh… they feel like they are in a machine squeezer…continue yelling the worm...”

The camera zooms out to reveal the story teller woman grinning into it. She is seen from the waist up, with a testicle made by hand necklace around her neck and a penis in the middle. It also could be seen her tight white shirt that says I hang two balls and a penis between my two breasts, so boys know what's up when they are close to me!

The hilarious woman continue telling her story “Well, I’m trying to see if I can get any juice out of them…the torturing woman added with a funny voice...laught around the park could be heard”

One of the story teller woman's friends laught with cryness and maddness “The story is fun as hell.” She grabbed her tight pink jean crotch and squeezed. “The story is so hot. I can take of my shirt. I'm getting wet. Do you bother if I take it, girls?” she asked.

“Great. Let your boobies hang out” shouted one of her friends.

The woman stood up and undressed her shirt, showing them her nicely defined abdominal muscles on her body. She threw her white shirt showing her white adhesive bras. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” She seemed very fond of her own breast. She looked down, grabbed them and carefully weighed them in her hands. Then she lightly slapped them a few times with her other hand and grimaced. “Oooohh, boys, you want to have one of this, don't you.”

The story teller woman looked at her irritated and continue telling her story.“The man writhed and screamed into his gag as the torturer brutally flattened his sack. His ruptured balls were mushy and lumpy.”

“Oh yes, they are”, the story teller quickly said, clearing her throat.

She looked at her friends, expecting approval. “The story is great”, They offered. She was pleased with that, she smiled and continue telling the story "Girls, thats should we do it. Shouted the torturing woman around the park. Putting up her mallets covered with semen and blood."

“Cool”, one of her friend said, spreading her legs around her chair. The story teller continue the story "Doesn't that hurt? Asked the women around the park. Maybe the torturing woman said but only if you get your fingers caught in between" the story teller finished her story. Their friends were shouting and cheering, clapping their hands and laughing.

“God” one woman laughed.

Some friends slowly sank to the ground with laught. Others women behind them watched and laughed at the scene.

“Congratulations. Good story”, their friends grins and shaked the huge the story teller.
“Thanks”, she smiled proudly.

The woman's expensive camera zoomed to the stage to reveal five well athletic girls and
five boys trembling, tears streaming from their eyes, who actually believed their sisters were going to be shown mercy, the boys opened their mouse wide and screamed in genuine surprise and horror. Their legs were spreaded apart by a metal bar.

The woman holding the camera asked her friend "Hmm How should those good sisters burst these bad brothers?"

Her friends went wild calling out suggestions. Punching them, squeezing them. Ripping them off.

"Count down with me!" Jessica, the co-host, encouraged the crowd as the five sisters girls began movingfrom the swinging boyhood.

"Ten...Nine...Eight..Seven...Six..Five... Four.... Three..." the crowd shouted.


Catherine dropped to her knees and balled her fist. Her brother watched her, a fearful expression on his face as his balls dangled invitingly for a good bust. She was wearing an extremely green crocodile leather mini skirt; showing off her long sleek legs and a thin white blouse with no bra.
She also wore thigh-high python print boots. Catherine was 17 years old and claims to be a top model. She had the looks for it. She always wore expensive clothes. She had some hobbies. She practised kangoo jump and street rollers. She is 1,78 cm tall. She had a curvy fitnees boyd with long reddish-blond hair and wonderful brown eyes.

The woman holding her camera focused on the girl's skirt.”Wiii what beautiful skirt...I want to have one”

"... two... one!" the crowed shouted

There was an audible whoosh as the Catherine's fist sailed through the air, followed by a satisfying, echoing wet splat. Her fist collided full force with the swinging brother's sack which his penis exploded semen as a statue penis water font.

“She’s a good one”, the woman holding her mobile camera stated, smiling at her friends. “The mother should be proud of her…”

Her friends nodded.
“Well, she got them good. She didn’t crack them, though…”added her friends

“Punch the semen out of his nuts!” yelled the woman holding the camera.

“That worn is full of milk”, the mother shouted. “Punch the spunk out of him.”

Catherine's punched her brother’s sore, swollen meatballs with all the force she could muster.

The poor weak brother screamed in pain. His penis continue throwing milk.

Catherine spread the cum on her forehead, leaving a trace of spunk just above her eyebrow.

“I think a need a vodka”, the woman holding the camera shouted. She got up and walked towards the woman hawker drinks . “Girl, that was the best orgasm I had in ages!” The woman laughed to the seller. “Girl I need some alcohol…” The hawker poured a glass of vodka and the mobile camera woman gulped it down in one go.

The woman after drinking her glass of vodka stopped the camera and clapped her hands: “This girl is good. I liked her punching. I have seen the look on her face. She’s extremely hot!”

Catherine got down on her knees in front of her brother. His balls were s hanging. She could see his swelling cock. She clenched her fists and began punching his nuts. She used all her force and dug the knuckles into her right nut, then into his left nut, feeling each ball flatting.

“Punch! Them!” encouraged the crowd.

Some women counted the punches:“One … two … three, owww … four … five … six … seven, owwww … eight … nine … ten …” they screamed with excitement at each crushing hit “Eleven … twelve, oughhh … thirteen … fourteen …”

Catherine punched harder and harder, grinding her brother nuts into his thighs, scrunching them with her fists.

The boy groaned in pain as Catherine, her sister, abused his meatballs with a barrage of punches, alternating her left fist and her right fist with the expert coordination of a professional boxer. His nutsack were bouncing and bruising as Catherine sent her fists flying into his vulnerable testicles.

The mother was standing next to them, cheering her on. “Come on, smash those nuts! Make him cry! Trash them!”

Catherine concentrated on her brother's bouncing sack, pummeling his fat plums with wild abandon.

He was breathing heavily and moaning in pain.

“Yes!” the mother yelled. “Trash those mutherfuckers!”

"Uh oh. Doesn't look good for our boy" Jessica, the co-host, said mockingly. Everyone, except the brother, laughed.

"I am making scrambled eggs," Catherine said laughing.

She brutally punched her brother's sack . He screamed into as his nuts were busted with blow after blow.Bruises were appearing over the testicles skin. After one, Catherine examined the red nuts with her hands.

"Hmm.. not quite scrambled. " said Catherine

“How the fuck did they not break?!!?” asked Catherine

“With hard eggs like this you have to use something a bit harder.” added Jessica.

Jessica reached for a wooden mallet and gave to Catherine. She started hitting the brother's nuts repeatedly. He was rolling his head back as his boyhood was being busted. The sister was drawing her arm back as far as she could each time before striking the nuts.

“Those balls are not going to live much longer” added Jessica.

"Hmm.. they're starting to crack," Catherine said smiling.

“Does anyone care about how I feel?” the brother cried.

Catherine turned her head.

The mother turned to her daughter and shouted, “Finish him, Catherine, finish him! Come on, finish him.”

The woman, holding the mobile camera, grin when she saw the daughter and mother standing together. The family mother daughter friendship in each of them was striking.

The boy shrieked in pain as his nuts were viciously struck by Catherine’s expert hits.

Everyone know that it would only be a matter of time before one of the balls would break down.

Catherine increased the force of her hits, lifting his brother off the ground and making him cry out in pain.

"Mmm, almost there." said Jessica.

"Break damn thing..." shouted Catherine as she constanstly hitted her brother's nuts with her wooden mallet.

WHACK WHACK WHACK

"Break!' Catherine shouted as she attempted to mush her weak poor brother's nut with each hits.. but the balls didn't crack. The nuts started to get red, blue, violet ... and black....

"I have an idea, Catherine, come up here." said the mother.

"Please! Don't!" the young boy screamed.

"Shut up! You piece of shit! Lazy weak balls!" shouted the mother to her son.

"You know what sweety," the mother talked her daughter, not taking her eyes off her son.

"I think these balls might be too nice to just be burst open."

"Please! Please!" he wailed, though he knew it was hopeless.

Jessica and the other contestants looked on curiously as Catherine and her mother whispered amongst themselves, clearly coordinating a finishing finale to the boy sex life.

"Okay, let's do it," said Catherine.

The two stood on either side of the sack and raised their wooden mallets. They were going to slam their stick into each nut.

"Three... two... one...Let's pop these balloons" the mother and daughter shouted laughing.

POP!

The brother's nuts suddenly exploded violently, spraying them wit nuts meat. The brother's red head looked down in horror before passing out.

The wet popping sound was amazing. It was a photo finish.



“Well done, Catherine!” Jessica grinned.

Jessica looked at the mother. “You did fine, too.” who was soaked in his son’s meat nuts.


“Brother lost”, Jessica said slowly. “He got his nuts crunched.”

“A daughter is a wonderful blessing” said the mother.

Catherine walked over to her brother and carefully inspected his swollen sac. “Chunks of nuts.” she said.

Jessica and the mother burst out laughing.

Catherine ripped off her brother's remaining squashed scrotum. She inserted her fingers into the hole made by mallets and began to rip and tear the remaining scrotum. The boy screamed in a desperate effort to escape the pain. The boy head instantly rolled out and he was out, the remains of his nuts were now dripping out of blood between the holes in his sack made by the mallets. When the scrotum had been ripped, Catherine examined the squashed scrotum.

"Oh, a testicular exam?" asked her mother.

“Yes mum. Well... in the school … in the biology studies...the teacher doesn't give guidelines on how ********** regularly it should be done” answered Catherine.

The mother took a step toward her daughter, putting a hand on her knee in a motherhood, calming way.

"I usually recommend to perform the ********** after a drowing the testicles in hot water then the genitals are lower in the sack . Then you use the basic techniques. You take a the testicle between your thumb and fingers and apply pressure... this is the most long time painful way" explained her mother.

"That sounds great, mum!" Catherine said smiling.

"How hard can you squeeze?" asked her daughter.

"As hard as you want, sweety. And his testicle will be crushed" answered her mother.

"Popped?" asked Catherine.

The mother nodded affirmatively.

"Hot." Quinn swallowed.

“There are more way” added Jessica, the co-host.

“Which ones?” asked Catherine.

“Boil the nuts” answered Jessica.

“How?”asked Catherine.

“You have to put his dangling nuts slowly closer and closer to the boiling liquid until they are totally covered in boiling water. I recommended using a visible through the transparent saucepan.

…
...
..
..

And then there were four sisters and eight nuts to break.

[sofxx]

And then there were four sisters and eight nuts to break.


Now, Paula was kicking he brother’s nuts. The tip of her wooden bootie crashed into his boyhood again and again, making him scream from the top of his lungs. She kicked his balls like a professional ballerina. She was wearing a dancer unitard. It was a skin-tight with long legs and long sleeves, stopping at the wrists and ankles. It was a shiny metallic gold unitard. Paula was 19 years old and claims to be a rock star. She always wore crazy hair styles as her sister. She is 1,71 cm tall. She had a curvy fitnees body with shredded multicolor hairstyle and wonderful red eyes.

“Yes!” the mother groaned hoarsely as her daughter bootie collided with her brothers nuts. “Ruin him, Paula, crack his nuts!”

Paula stared angrily at her brother and increased the force, lifting him off his feet with her well-placed kicks, filling the room with the dull thuds of her wooden bootie connecting with her brother's junk.

“Shut up”, Paula grunted, striking her brother in the testicles with a forceful kick that made him shriek in pain.

“Please”, the boy moaned and cried.

“Yeah, that’s it, Paula, bust his balls!” encourage the mother.

The brother was jumping up and down. His supersized gonads were dangling vulnerably.

“This is so much fun”, Paula smiled. “Mum, you have no idea how funny it is.… Hilarious. ...You should see the eyes he got…”
The mother laughed and looked at his son. “Poor thing…”

“Are you having fun?” Paula asked her brother.

The boy groaned.

“What’s that? I can’t hear you…” shouted Paula.

The boy mumbled something.

“You have to speak up, or I’m gonna open your nuts” shouted Paula.

“Fuck you”, the brother shouted

“Ooooh, insulting and shouting at your sister? That’s a big ….no-no”, The mother said with mock-angryness. She walked up to her son.

The son winced.

The mother with an evil grin slapped her son’s sore balls with the end of her hands.

The boy moaned, grunted and doubled over.

“Worry about your own nutsack”, the mother laughed.

“Good one, mum”, Paula said in a strained voice. “You got him dead-on.” She looked at her brother. “See? The mummy knows how to play dirty…”

The brother rolled his eyes and looked away.

The mummy laughed. “You are right sweety, the mummy sure knows how to play dirty…” She winked at her daughter.

The mother took a step back and shook her head, smiling gently at her son. “See? That’s what you get for shouting at your sister.”

He was sobbing in pain, his hands on his back and impossible to cup his precious bruised jewels.

“Next time. You’re gonna have to carry your balls with you in a jar. Understand me?” shouted the mother.


Paula took a step back and aimed a vicious kick at her brother's nuts. Her bootie smashed the bruised testicles.

The brother yelped and doubled over, while Paula was jumping up and down holding the tip of her wooden bootie with her hand.
“Poor Paula has hurt her foot…” Jessica, the co-host, commented.
“Unfortunately, collateral damage”, the mother commented. “Poor Paula has hurt her foot…”
The crowd cheered for her to continue with the kicks.
“Ruin him, girl, crack his nuts!”
“Yeah, that’s it bust his balls!”
“Kick him hard!” the crowd shouted. “Mash his spuds!”
Paula was grimacing from the pain in her foot. Her eyes were wide open, her mouth contorted in a painful grimace. Her legs were kicking wildly as if those moves would reduce the pain.

“Fuck!” Paula shrieked. “Fuck!”

Her mother asked. “You alright, sweety?”

Paula looked at her mother and grimaced in sympathy. “Well, not necessarily… “

“Damn”, the mother shooked her head. “Make one hell of a sacrifice…”


“I bet that pain will be gone in a minute”, Paula said, as her mother animated the audience to clap rhythmically. After two minutes she stood in front of her brother.
“Apparently she thinks she doesn’t need a running start”, Jessica, the co-host, said. “And if you look at those muscular legs of her and those boots… Well, she could be right.”

Paula growled “You little shit!”. The sound of the impact echoed across the room, as Paula wooden pointy boot made contact with the week balls of her opponent.
The brother moaned loudly and grabbed his junk.
“Good one”, the mother said.
Paula smiled with satisfaction as the crowd cheered for her. She winked at the audience and lifted her right leg boot, granting the spectators a nice, full view of her letal weapon.

The audience went wild for Paula.

"Let's pop those balloons" the mother said laughing as she stopped in front of her son.

He was trembling, tears streaming from his eyes. He knew he only had mere moments to remain a boy.
"Hmm how should be bust my bad son? He hurt my sweety with his testicles"

The crowd went wild calling out suggestions. Punching them, squeezing them. Ripping them off.

"These balls are already hanging so low." said the mother.
The mother winked at her daughter“You don’t want any nephews do you?”

“Nah”, Paula chuckled.

The mother clapped her hands. “Okay, enough chatting. Let’s get the balls roll…”

Her son's eyes shot open in terror and he screamed. The mother, ignoring his begs, she knelt down so that she was at eye level the swinging nutsack. The mother balled her hands into a fist and positioned at the boy's sack, she wanted to make sure her aim was dead on. She had come dressed for battle. She had a very thin spandex top showing off her rounded curvy figure and her large breast. On her hands she wore warrior mace spiked gloves fingerless. Her pants were a bit looser, allowing her freedom to move and kick hard. She also wore a belly button ring. She had knee high gothic boots with skull, chains and spikes, like the kind hard metal bands wear. Her entire look was dark, black clothes, only broken by her large, bright red lips and her multicolor hairstyle.

"We saw a girl and her mother hitting a worn using an old cooking thing … wooden mallet … They flung it indifferently towards the testicles” shouted the mother.

"Anyone ever seen warrior gloves?" asked the mother.

Jessica, the co-host, and her audience's confusion were apparent.

"So, Ladies, I present to you spikey women warrior gloves for the next generation of men hating women soldiers.” continue shouting the dark mother.
She took few seconds to flex her fingers and get a feel for the spikey of the gloves, making sure to squeeze and punch the air while making eye contact with her son as if to say "said goodbye to your sack."

The crowd were eager to see just how much damage the combat gloves will do to the two babymakers. Alkl the women shouted.
"Pop him!"

"Crush him!"

"Let's pop those balloons"

The boy was trembling, tears streaming from his eyes. He knew he only had mere moments to remain a full son.

"Count down with me!" she encouraged the crowd as she began moving her fists away from the swinging targets.

"Five... four.... three..."

The boy was writhing and screaming, his nut sack bouncing from the latest sister kicks.

"... two... one!"

The Paula's mothers warrior mace spiked gloves collided full force with the swinging sack which promptly exploded open like a pinata.

The nuts sprayed out in both directions. The girls in the first two rows were covered with nut meat.

The boy rolled in horror, pain and he promptly passed out.

The audience laughed.

The mother smiled at Paula, her daughter. “I guess we won.”

Paula looked at her brother who was reduced to a sobbing mess.

“I guess so, too”, she said slowly.

“We have to wait until the results are in”, the mother chuckled. “I guess it won’t be long, though…”

[sofxx]

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Erika had both of her brother’s tiny balls in a vise-like grip. Both of her hands were busy squeezing the life out of her brother nuggets, her fingertips digging into the soft flesh, grinding them and squishing them like grapes.

Erika gritted her teeth, grunting in pain, beads of sweat running down her face. Her brother shouted
"What are you doing to me? What's wrong with my balls---Oooh!"

She twisted her brother’s nuts in opposite directions. His eyes turned inward and he let out an almost comical high-pitched wail.

"My nuts! Fuck! My nuts!" the brother didn't stop shouting even though her sister looked immensely satisfied with her brother’s reaction and held his sac in her left palm, her thumb pressing his gonads to the very bottom, making them bulge obscenely. Without further ado, she balled her fist and sent a nut-crunching punch into his boyhood, flattening his hefty orbs against the palm of her hand and making him wail in agony.

The mother in front of her daughter was shrieking and laughing. “Punch the spunk out of his nuts!” she yelled as her daughter pummeled his son’s nuts.

Erika threw a vicious uppercut at her brother's rapidly swelling nuts, making his eyes clench shut as his mouth opened to let out a hoarse cough.

Another hard, well-placed uppercut found its way into her brother's dangling gonads, ramming them into his body and making him let out a strangled yelp.

“Yes!” the mother yelled. “Spank those nuts! Crush them!”

He screamed in pain. His balls looked as if they were ready to pop out of their sac any second.

His pale face indicated that he might throw up any second.

"What hell of show is it?" the brother asked crying.

"It's a ballbusting family game show", Erika answered quickly before her brother had the chance to say something.

“and for the winner there's a lot of money...and more...” added the mother.

Erika asked "I'm doing okay, mum?..."

The mother grinned. "I'm proud of you" She put one arm around her daughter.

"I hope you are proud of your son too", Erika smiled at her mother.

The mother shot an angry look. “are you kidding?---“ she asked her daughter an added “He looked like a cheap whore…I’m devastated that his testicles haven’t grown much...they are still the same little grapes…”

“I feel it, one of them is going to pop”, Erika grunted. “The left one feels all squishy.”

The mother turned to her daughter and shouted, “Finish him, Erika, finish him! Come on, finish him.make him cry” She grinned, "You should try the boots kicks. They said they are more very effective..." The mother hope that her daughter will soon destroy her son’s sex life and thereby win the competition.


She had reason to hope so, as Erika had switched from punching to kicking. She had put on her lace up steel pointy booties and was standing in front of her brother, smashing kick after nut-crunching kick into his crotch.

"Right in the sack", the mother smile "Congratulations. That was dead-on..."

"Fuck, you!..... You are ********** me!" the victim screamed, making her daughter and mother roar with laughter.

His balls looked seriously swollen as the steel boot slammed into them again and again, flattening them against his body and making him wail in pain.

Erika looked like an experienced castratrix, keeping her eyes on the balls at all times and hitting her brother's nuts at the perfect angle.

The room was filled with anguished moans and shrill squeals accompanied by laborious grunts and triumphant laughter when Erika had scored a particularly hit.

Everyone know that it would only be a matter of time before one of the two brother's testicles would break.

Erika increased the force of her kicks, lifting her brother off the ground and making him cry out in pain.

“Why the hell do they design boots like that?” shouted the brother.

“those designers are women... The sharp end of it are to hit the nuts dead-on and it feels as a knife into the testicle.” answered her sister. “Do you want me to call an ambulance?" asked her sister

The mother laughed. "Don't be stupid... He could take a bus"


Erika laught at her mother joke and continue kicking her brother’s bruised nuts as she was trying to send him into space.

The crowd went wild with cheers and applause. Some women went into hysterical cheers, a woman in the first front row wave her extremely expensive spike hard gold handbag shouting “Wow”, she grinned. “That was a good one…” “I think he wants one more...make him cry... he is asking for more...”, she chuckled. Her expensive spike flew all over the stage, heading directly to the boy's manhood. "Oh no", the woman whispered. The boy jumped trying to avoid her sister kick. It was the right thing to do - but he put his balls right in the sharp handbag's spikes... The handbag that hit his groin was much worse than her sister's kicks.

The boy yodelled in pain.

"Great" the woman owner of the handbag screamed. "Bull's eye!"

The pain in his crotch was too excruciating. His sister's kicks had been bad - but now the spike handbag had scored a perfect hit. He jumped up and down, howling in pain.

"My nuts!" he whimpered. "You crunched my fucking nuts!"

The woman owner of the bag laught " Let me--- Wait--- Let me just---" She ran towards the stage, where the sisters kick the brothers.

The woman collecting her gold handbag that was left on the wooden roof, smile and looked at the sister "I got both of them, righty and lefty..."

"I saw", the sister said. "Thanks for your help..."

“It's okay” answered the woman of the handbag. "Why don't you just stick a fork into his testicles right away and be done with him?" the woman joked.

"Sure", the sister answered.

The woman opened her handbag "... here is the fork" she said, showing Erika an antique silver plate fork.

"Great", Erika said.

The boy watched in horror as the fork made its way heading directly for into his junk. His nuts did very little to cushion the impact, and the hard silver plate fork swung into his junk in a very elegant way.

The woman owner of the bag had a much better view of the spectacle than the women from the crowd.
"Fuuuuck!" the boy cried trying to reach his nuts (impossible his hands were on his backs) "Fuuuuck! My fucking nuts!" her evil sister sister just stood there watching the fork inside her brother's sack.

"God, you really know how to hurt a brother", the woman whimpered. "If I ever have a son, I will ask your help..."

Erika cleared her throat. “That’s… um… nice…”

"Ok... Good game...", the women quickly walked towards her sit.

[sofxx]

"...hey...Where are you going? ….girl... we have to...We should teach him...a good lesson " Erika began.

"You know, I have an idea," the woman handbag interjected.
Her name was Carolina. She was thirty year old, 1,79 tall, incredibly strong woman.
"I read a news about an angry wive that hitted her husband's nuts after a cheating."
"Oh yeah, what do you have in mind?" Erika asked.
"Oh, this is gonna be fun," Carolina thought to herself as she prepared to take a run at the boy. The boy was so distracted by trying to take out the fork from his nuts and he didn’t' notice Carolina's frame running toward him until it was too late....sending the top of her boot into the boy's crotch like a ram.
There was a devastating, hallow CRACK as Carolina's boot slammed into the boy's wide open crotch with so much force. Carolina was genuinely alarmed she had her own ripped. The boy was knocked back several feet, landing on his back with a thud.
The boy screamed in a high pitched as he rolled on his back. Soon the two women were standing over the boy, though no one was in a hurry to lend a hand. They were all entirely too delighted at the spectacle of the boy rolling in unspeakable agony on the ground. Tears streamed from his eyes.
"Okay, okay. Let's have a look," Carolina knelt down.
"Oh, this is great!" Carloni said, her eyes bright.
The boy couldn't comprehend what was happening. Why were they treating him like this?
Wasting not more time, Carolina grabbed on of his nuts in each time, squeezing them as hard as she could. They were already beat red from the earlier boot kick,. and were now turning a purplish red as they were compressed flatter.... and flatter.... and flatter..... and flatter..
"….....Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!....."
The watching crowd erupted into macabre laughter at the boy's desperate, confused pleas for mercy. After a few minutes, Carolina's hands turned red from the effort, she released the boy's swelling nuts and let them rest on the floor.
"I couldn't get 'em to break. Whose next?" said Carolina.
Jessica, the co-host, pushed Carlonia out of the way and got on her knees between boy's legs. He watched, half conscious, as the co-host took a ball in each of her hands and squeezed. Jessica's bicep flexed and bulged as she tried to extinguish the boy's sex life.

"Crush it! Crush it!" the crowd chanted with the excitement
"It's my turn," the boy's mother said tapping Jessica on the shoulder.
The mother made a fist, rose it above her head and sent it smashing down onto her son's nuts like a hammer.
Spat! Spat! Spat!Spat! Spat!

Over and over the mother, yelling and sweating with rage, kept pounding her son's organs mercilessly.

"Say bye to your balls, asshole!"

Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat!
"He passed out!" someone shouted.
Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat!

The mother smashed down once more, further pulping her son's nut and stood up, wiping sweat from her curvy body.
"Get him on his knees!" she ordered.
The women positioned her body on the ground , knees spread apart. They had just positioned him when the mother reared back her boot and sent her pointy crashing to her son's sack with a devastating CRUNCH.
"My turn!" Jessica, the co-host, shouted
crunch! Crunch!
The women took turns practicing their kicks on boy's flattened sack. It was likely his testicle were ruined. But they were't satisfied. His nuts werel visibly plump, purplish black, but they wouldn't be satisfied until it was a mushy.

“I guess that tactic isn’t working”, the mother shouted at her daughter. “Do you have anything else?”

The sister slowly walked towards her brother. She spread his legs apart with her boots and looked down at his blue big balls.

The brother let out a miserable groan.


Erika placed her boots on her brother's crotch and shifted her weight, adding pressure and squishing his family jewels underneath the sole of her boot heel.

Brother’s eyes bulged.

She twisted the heel of her boot, causing her brother to let out a blood-curdling scream.


The mother and her daughter thought that that was hilarious. They clapped and cheered, while the boy grinned and shook his head.

“Yeah! Squish his balls!” the mother shouted.

“Turn those nuts into peanut butter!” Jessica, the co-host, chimed in.

Ther brother looked up as his sister heavy weight boots fell from the sky toward his nuts. He screamed and the boot fell mocking the end of his boyhood.

The sister right boot collided with the brother's nuts and didn't even slow down until it hit the wooden floor.

The nuts exploded instantly into chunks. Erika boots were covered with nut meat.

The boy's eyes were locked in pain.

“Look at those balls”, the mother chuckled. “Flat as pancakes…”
Erika and her mother were hugging each other and jumping up and down, while the boy was lying on the ground in pain, unable to move.
“Flat as pancakes”, the mother repeated. “my girl, she deserved to win…”
The audience was clapping and cheering for Erika.
The women in black suit were coming down and cleaned up the mess. One of them, however, was determined to totally ********* him. She headed to the shop vac she had almost tripped over and wheeled it over to the boy.

"Girl, what're you doing?" asked Jessica, the co-host.

"C'mon. Cut it out," shouted the woman in black tight suit.
The tight suit woman guided the hose of the powerful vacuum so that it was resting against the skin of the boy's sack. The hose was now totally drenched in blood.
The woman had flipped on the machine and the boy's balls were pull, getting inside the hose.The chords being stretched to their limit as the machine attempted to literally suck the testicle out of the sack.
"Oh yes!" the woman shouted in a maniacal tone.

To her delight, the connective tissue and chord that had been keeping boy' battered nut attached to his body had been ripped off. The testicle was now just floating free in the rapidly swelling, discolored sack.
"Now we just beat until smooth," the woman shouted

"Yeah, make sure to get all the lumps out," one of her friends joked.

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