gopballbuster
06-26-2007, 11:32 PM
It was a cool but sunny Saturday in mid April when Alison had just finished getting dressed to go to self defense practice. Alison was an immigrant from Russian that had come to the United States five years ago, and was successful business woman. She was about 5’7 and 115 lbs. She has blond-brown hair hazel eyes. She was born 1977 in Moscow.
Born Lubov Taplov, she changed her name when she moved to the United States. Her father was a policeman, her mother stayed at home and tended to her and her two sisters and one brother. As a child, she and her sisters loved to pick on their brother, but that’s just child’s play. She had a normal life until one day when she was just ten years old. It was one of her father’s days off, so he was spending time with his children, when there was a knock at their door. When her father answered it, several men came through the door and took her mother and father, saying he was working for the United States. This, of course was ridiculous, but none the less, they killed her brother, took her older sister, and raped her and her sister. From that day on, Alison vowed she would never be hurt in such a manner again.
She came to the United States years later, trying to forget the incident. She was a very intelligent woman, who learned English in a matter of weeks, and assimilated into American culture very well. She had spent two years in the army, seeing a tour in Afghanistan. After being discharged with several medals and ribbons, she moved to New York, got an apartment, and a job. She was living the American dream, when one day it was shattered.
She had just come out of her bedroom, she had just finished changing for self defense class, she never wanted to be raped again. She was wearing a pink work out top, black pants with a white stripe that just came to her knees and Puma running shoes. Her shoes were white the pink Puma stripe, and with silver at the toe and around that laces.
As she was walking out, a man appeared, grabbed Alison, and threw her against the wall; she hit her head and fell. When she woke up, there were three men in her apartment, stealing anything of any worth. They had already stolen jewelry, the TV, DVD player, and many other things. Now they were moving to her bedroom. The men were haling out her leather jackets, her shoes, including a $400 pair of black leather stiletto boots, and her faux fur coat (thinking it was real fur). They then came over to her and dropped their pants, it was a gang ****. This made Alison think back to the day she was raped by the NKVD (Soviet secret police) agents raped her.
At first she just began to flail and scream, but she remembered her self defense training. She immediately kicked two of the men in the chest, knocking them backwards. The third man was still there, his mouth open in amazement. He was the man that first threw her into the wall, and she knew it. She twisted and broke his ankle, knocking him to the ground. He screamed out in pain, but she did not care. Normally, she tried to help people, not hurt them, but this was an exception. She then grabbed his penis with one hand and stomped his balls with the other. She thought he was going to pass out, but he didn’t. She continued to grind his balls, but they would not pop, he just cried out in more pain.
At this time, her friends from self defense class were worried, Alison had never missed a class, and after repeated calls, Ashley, Sarah, Rachel, Elizabeth, and Alexandra went over to her apartment, only to find the other two men running out of the apartment, so these ladies ********* all of them, and then went inside. They walked in just in time to find Alison deliver a swift kick to the face of her attacker. She then greeted the ladies, telling them to stay there, but don’t let that prick get away. She went into her bedroom, and came out several minutes later dressed in an open leather jacket, exposing her marvelous breasts, leather pants, leather gloves, and to top it all off, six inch high leather boots.
She walked over to the would-be ******, pulled off his pants and underpants, and say he a bulging cock, and he was cuming. She asked him why he had a hard-on. He replayed that it was the way she was dressed, she was very very beautiful, she had ballbusted him, and he thought she was Russian. She said she was Russian, and kicked his exposed balls. She then used her six inch heel to stand on his right nut.
She was amazed that it did not pop; she asked if he was iron balls or something. She gave it one more swift stomp, and splat, not more right nut. He threw up, and cried out in pain. She said that she was going to let him keep his left nut, but not now that he threw up on her floor. She then trapped his nut with one steel stiletto heel, and crushed the other ball. He was also bleeding from the spot where she stepped on his scrotum.
As the final insult, she said he was never a man, but epically not now, and stomped on his penis, puncturing it. She then called the police and said she had subdued three rapists. The dispatcher said that they would be ****** to send over an older, high ranking officer because she had subdued the men herself, and because there was a lot of crime that day, and there were no spare officers. When the policeman entered the house, she read his name tag, it said Taplov. She asked if he was Viktor Taplov, and if he had been arrested by the NKVD in Russia. When he said yes, she hugged him and said, it’s your daughter Lubov.
Born Lubov Taplov, she changed her name when she moved to the United States. Her father was a policeman, her mother stayed at home and tended to her and her two sisters and one brother. As a child, she and her sisters loved to pick on their brother, but that’s just child’s play. She had a normal life until one day when she was just ten years old. It was one of her father’s days off, so he was spending time with his children, when there was a knock at their door. When her father answered it, several men came through the door and took her mother and father, saying he was working for the United States. This, of course was ridiculous, but none the less, they killed her brother, took her older sister, and raped her and her sister. From that day on, Alison vowed she would never be hurt in such a manner again.
She came to the United States years later, trying to forget the incident. She was a very intelligent woman, who learned English in a matter of weeks, and assimilated into American culture very well. She had spent two years in the army, seeing a tour in Afghanistan. After being discharged with several medals and ribbons, she moved to New York, got an apartment, and a job. She was living the American dream, when one day it was shattered.
She had just come out of her bedroom, she had just finished changing for self defense class, she never wanted to be raped again. She was wearing a pink work out top, black pants with a white stripe that just came to her knees and Puma running shoes. Her shoes were white the pink Puma stripe, and with silver at the toe and around that laces.
As she was walking out, a man appeared, grabbed Alison, and threw her against the wall; she hit her head and fell. When she woke up, there were three men in her apartment, stealing anything of any worth. They had already stolen jewelry, the TV, DVD player, and many other things. Now they were moving to her bedroom. The men were haling out her leather jackets, her shoes, including a $400 pair of black leather stiletto boots, and her faux fur coat (thinking it was real fur). They then came over to her and dropped their pants, it was a gang ****. This made Alison think back to the day she was raped by the NKVD (Soviet secret police) agents raped her.
At first she just began to flail and scream, but she remembered her self defense training. She immediately kicked two of the men in the chest, knocking them backwards. The third man was still there, his mouth open in amazement. He was the man that first threw her into the wall, and she knew it. She twisted and broke his ankle, knocking him to the ground. He screamed out in pain, but she did not care. Normally, she tried to help people, not hurt them, but this was an exception. She then grabbed his penis with one hand and stomped his balls with the other. She thought he was going to pass out, but he didn’t. She continued to grind his balls, but they would not pop, he just cried out in more pain.
At this time, her friends from self defense class were worried, Alison had never missed a class, and after repeated calls, Ashley, Sarah, Rachel, Elizabeth, and Alexandra went over to her apartment, only to find the other two men running out of the apartment, so these ladies ********* all of them, and then went inside. They walked in just in time to find Alison deliver a swift kick to the face of her attacker. She then greeted the ladies, telling them to stay there, but don’t let that prick get away. She went into her bedroom, and came out several minutes later dressed in an open leather jacket, exposing her marvelous breasts, leather pants, leather gloves, and to top it all off, six inch high leather boots.
She walked over to the would-be ******, pulled off his pants and underpants, and say he a bulging cock, and he was cuming. She asked him why he had a hard-on. He replayed that it was the way she was dressed, she was very very beautiful, she had ballbusted him, and he thought she was Russian. She said she was Russian, and kicked his exposed balls. She then used her six inch heel to stand on his right nut.
She was amazed that it did not pop; she asked if he was iron balls or something. She gave it one more swift stomp, and splat, not more right nut. He threw up, and cried out in pain. She said that she was going to let him keep his left nut, but not now that he threw up on her floor. She then trapped his nut with one steel stiletto heel, and crushed the other ball. He was also bleeding from the spot where she stepped on his scrotum.
As the final insult, she said he was never a man, but epically not now, and stomped on his penis, puncturing it. She then called the police and said she had subdued three rapists. The dispatcher said that they would be ****** to send over an older, high ranking officer because she had subdued the men herself, and because there was a lot of crime that day, and there were no spare officers. When the policeman entered the house, she read his name tag, it said Taplov. She asked if he was Viktor Taplov, and if he had been arrested by the NKVD in Russia. When he said yes, she hugged him and said, it’s your daughter Lubov.