The Ballbusting Emporium returns
Hello all. After a long delay, I've written a new story taking place at the Ballbusting Emporium. I hope you enjoy. Comments are appreciated.
The New Girl
Judy was brimming over with delight. She’d just hired a new a girl for the staff at the Ballbusting Emporium – a girl with a talent unlike any of her other employees.
*****
Amanda was twenty-two years old and fresh out of college. He had been the star of the school’s rodeo team and could ride a horse like few others. Her thighs resembled chiseled granite and her deep, well-muscled buttocks were strong enough to crack coconuts; at least they looked as though they could.
Judy had heard of Amanda’s exploits in the rodeo ring and an idea formed in her head. She attended some of the events and was extremely impressed at the ease with which Amanda controlled the powerful horse on which she rode.
After the last event of Amanda’s college career, Judy approached her. She explained the nature of her business and the service she provided for willing males. At first Amanda was quite taken aback, but as she listened she grew more and more interested. She was very impressed with Judy’s professionalism. She agreed to drop by the Emporium to witness a session.
Judy made sure Tammy was on duty the day Amanda was coming. The manner in which Tammy could entwine her long fingers around a pair of balls was bound to impress her. And the subsequent pressure she would exert on those balls and the ease with which she could bring the man to his knees would almost certainly convince Amanda to join the Ballbusting Emporium team.
Judy called one of Tammy’s most loyal customers and invited him to enjoy a free session at her hands if he would agree to let a potential new ballbuster watch. He couldn’t agree quickly enough. “Great,” Judy laughed. “Be here Saturday afternoon at 2:00.”
Amanda arrived at 1:30 and Judy welcomed her warmly. “Thank you so much for coming, Amanda. The demonstration will begin at 2:00. I’ll show you around before we start.”
“Sounds nice,” Amanda nodded. “I’m not sure why, but the more I thought about this, the more I’ve been looking forward to it.”
A knowing grin spread across Judy’s lips. “I was certain you would. And once you see our staff in action I’m confident you’ll want to be a part of it.”
Judy led Amanda into the back and showed her into the room where Tammy would be working. She was already there and smiled broadly as the two new women entered.
“Hi!” she greeted brightly. “I’m Tammy. You must be Amanda. It’s so nice to meet you.”
“Yes, I am. And thank you.”
“Tammy is one of our most versatile employees,” Judy explained. “She is proficient in nearly every form of ballbusting, but her signature method is squeezing by hand. Tammy, if you’d be so kind…”
Tammy extended her hand for Amanda to inspect. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she studied Tammy’s fingers. She’d never seen such long digits on a woman’s hand. And she could see how well-developed the muscle structure not only in her hands, but also her wrists and forearms, had become from long hours of training.
“Tammy can squeeze a brand new tennis ball nearly flat,” Judy continued. “Each day she works out for half an hour squeezing and rolling a new ball until it is basically useless.” She let her words hang in the air as Amanda realized the implications.
Judy and Amanda’s eyes met as Tammy smiled coyly.
“All I can say is, wow!” Amanda gasped.
“And wait until you see her in action. She knows just how hard to squeeze without causing permanent injury while inflicting maximum - shall we say – discomfort.”
“And guys pay her to do this to them?” Amanda was still in disbelief.
“Oh yes. They pay a basic fee. They are not obligated to tip, but they all do. Most generously, I might add. And almost every customer comes back. The fellow Tammy will be tending to today is just about our most loyal customer. He is here at least twice a month, sometimes more. I think he’d come in every day if his balls could take it.”
Amanda shook her head. “It’s just so… so… contrary to what is normal. Guys are so protective of their balls. I’d never expect them to ASK to have them abused.”
Judy nodded. “Our service is not for everyone. Far from the majority, in truth. But, there are a significant number of men who want the services I provide. Enough so that I make a very nice living.” Judy told Amanda how much she netted last year and Amanda’s eyes grew wide in surprise.
“Jeez, sign me up!” she breathed excitedly. “But why do you think I’d be good at this?”
“Your legs and that amazing rear end,” Judy said simply. “I have an idea that I’d love to see you try if you decide to take the job.”
Just then the bell rang at the front desk. “Good. Fred is here,” Judy said as she headed out. “I’ll be back with him in a moment.”
Tammy smiled at Amanda and said, “I can’t help but admire your legs… and your rear. I’ve never seen such well-developed yet still so feminine buttocks. Do you do any special exercises?”
“Not really,” Amanda shrugged. “My body had developed over the years mostly from a lot of horseback riding.”
Tammy grinned even more broadly. “I’ll bet guys like you to ride on top.”
Amanda blushed. “Well… yes,” she admitted. “More than one guy has told me I’ve given him the ride of his life.”
“And you like the control, don’t you?”
“Absolutely,” Amanda said with pride.
“Then I know you’ll love working here.”
“Do you by any chance know what Judy’s idea is for me?”
Tammy nodded. “I do. But I promised I wouldn’t tell. Trust me… after you try it you won’t be able to get enough.”
The door opened and Judy led Fred inside.
“Good afternoon, Fred,” Tammy greeted him warmly. “I’d like you to meet Amanda. She is a new recruit and we really want her to join the staff. We thought if she could watch you and I in a session she’d get the idea of just how gratifying it is for both and would convince her to take the job.
“I – I’d be happy to have her watch,” Fred said softly. His eyes were on Amanda’s legs.
“Amanda, turn around and let Fred see you from the other side,” Judy suggested.
With a sly grin, Amanda twirled and spread her legs shoulder width and planted her hands on her hips. She glanced seductively back over her shoulder.
Fred let out an audible gasp. “My goodness… What an absolutely magnificent pair of buttocks.”
“Why thank you, sir,” Amanda giggled.
“I most certainly hope you accept a position here,” Fred encouraged.
“Why, Fred,” Tammy curled her lower lip in a mock pout. “I’m jealous.”
“Oh, no,” he quickly changed course. “We can’t have that. I mean, with my balls in your hand… there’s no telling what you might do…”
“Do I detect that you feel the need to be punished, Fred?” she teased.
“Most certainly, ma’am.”
Then please take off all your clothes… RIGHT NOW!”
In an instant Fred was naked and stood with his legs spread ready for Tammy to take action. His penis was stiff and pointed toward the ceiling.
“Is that for me?” Tammy asked, “or for the new girl?”
“Ummm… ahhhh…”
“I thought so,” Tammy shook her head. “I think I’ll have to do something about it.”
“Please, Tammy, I’m sorry… Please don’t hurt me,” Fred begged. “It was already that way before I came in, just thinking of you.”
“Hmmph…” Tammy scoffed. “I think you’re just saying that.”
Then, without further delay, Tammy stepped up to Fred and circled the neck of his ball sac with the thumb and ring finger of her right hand. She pulled straight down until Fred gasped. At that point, she pressed her remaining three fingers over the top of Fred’s balls and squeezed them against the palm of her hand. And when Fred grunted and his knees buckled, she squeezed harder. Fred’s testicles distended and oozed out from beneath the fingers applying such cruel pressure. He went down to one knee, but Tammy didn’t let go; she maintained a firm grip and rolled the captive orbs around against her palm.
“Oh my GOD!” Fred wheezed. “You’re killing me, Tammy.”
“Nonsense!” she contradicted. “You’ve taken this lots of times. Now, stand up.”
Tammy held on while Fred struggled to his feet. His breath hissed through clenched teeth.
Amanda stared in awe at the scene before her. She couldn’t believe what Tammy was doing to this man’s balls and that he was letting her! She could see how severely misshapen his testicles had become in the powerful grip of Tammy’s fingers. And to top it off – his penis was still hard!
After another couple of minutes of squeezing, Tammy released her grip and said, “Don’t move, Fred. I’m switching to the V-grip.”
Tammy spread her middle and ring fingers and formed a wide ‘V’. Then she slid them around and over the top of Fred’s balls. She completed this grip by curling her fingers underneath and then pressing upwards, flattening his balls against her palm.
“Oh, sweet mother of… Tammy, it hurts too much!” Fred wailed.
“I don’t think so. I think you’re just being a wimp in front of our guest. If it were just the two of us you’d be asking me to do it harder.”
Fred’s head fell back as he protested, “No – no… I don’t think you’ve ever squeezed me this hard!”
In truth, Tammy was squeezing harder than normal. But she knew he could take it. She wanted Amanda to see her at her best and that her clients were sincere in their desire.
Rapt with attention, Amanda whispered to Judy, “I see he is still hard. Will he stay that way?”
“Most definitely,” Judy responded. “And eventually he will cum.”
“No!” Amanda said in total disbelief. “I don’t see how that’s possible.”
“Just watch.”
Amanda studied the bizarre scene before her; Tammy’s fingers continued to unyieldingly punish Fred’s balls. But after several more minutes his breathing changed. Instead of pathetic gasping, it became deeper. Amanda noticed his penis surge and without warning erupt and shoot several powerful spurts of semen into the air. Tammy squeezed rhythmically, working with Fred to empty his balls.
When it was over and his balls freed from her grip, Fred collapsed to the floor on his hands and knees, exhausted. Tammy ran her fingers through his hair and spoke softly, comforting him.
“Let’s go talk about a job offer while Tammy finishes up in here, shall we?” Judy invited.
“Yes… let’s,” Amanda agreed.
*****
Judy explained in more detail exactly how the Emporium worked and what was expected her employees. Amanda became more and more enthusiastic as she listened. And then Judy spelled out her idea for what she proposed would be Amanda’s specialty. Her eyes wide in amazement, Amanda accepted immediately when Judy made her a formal offer.
*****
Several weeks later, after working out the details and practicing on inanimate objects, Amanda was ready to try out her newly developed skill on a live ‘victim.’
She was already quite popular with the regular customers. Those who enjoyed having their balls kicked had immediately become enamored with her muscular legs. Whether in high heels or barefoot, she could deliver a wallop unmatched by even the most experienced kickers. As one client put it while rolling on the floor clutching himself, “Ohhh… it feels like I was hit by a truck!” Amanda liked to stand over her victims with her hands on her hips and her feet spread apart as the agonized customer planted kisses of thanks on the foot that had put him in that state.
*****
Since Fred had been willing to sacrifice himself for the recruiting demonstration, Judy thought it would be appropriate to offer him the first chance to experience Amanda’s special skill. She phoned him and when she explained what it involved, Fred couldn’t agree quickly enough. “When do you want me to come in?” he gasped. “I can be there in half an hour!”
“Easy, Fred,” Judy said calmly. “Amanda will be in tomorrow at noon…”
“Fine!” he squeaked. “I can make it.”
“Okay… okay,” Judy laughed as she penciled him in the schedule. “We’ll see you then.”
******
Amanda arrived for her shift at 11:30. She checked her appointments and saw she was booked solidly all afternoon. She was pleased to see that Fred had taken the 12:00. She studied the remaining schedule. A high-heeled kicking at 1:00… Barefoot kicking at 2:00. High-heeled kicking again at 3:00. Her 4:00 was a cockbox session – fullweight ball standing on one foot in a high-heel while administering a stocking footjob with the other.
Judy hadn’t publicized Amanda’s special skill – yet. She was certain it would be so popular that bookings would have to be taken weeks in advance. She’d had Amanda practice on inanimate objects and was very pleased at how well it seemed to work.
Fred arrived promptly and Judy escorted him directly to Amanda’s room. The poor man was trembling with excitement.
“Relax, Fred,” Judy said soothingly. “You’re among friends here. You know we’ll take good care of you.”
“You bet,” Amanda added. “I can’t wait to try this out on a real person.”
“I – I’m so honored that you’d want me to be the first,” Fred stammered nervously.
“You’ve earned it, Fred,” Judy said simply. “You are just about my best customer. Every single girl loves it when you schedule a session with her.”
“And I’m looking forward to having you as a regular customer,” Amanda enthused. “Shall we get started?”
“Oh… my goodness… please,” Fred whispered.
“I’d like to stay and help set up and then observe,” Judy suggested. “If you don’t mind, Fred.”
“Of course not, Judy. You’re most welcome to stay.”
“Thank you. Now, let’s get you undressed and ready for the lovely Amanda.”
Fred’s hands shook noticeably as he removed all of his clothes. Judy helped him up onto a long, narrow low bench and instructed him to lie down.
“This is the fun part,” she said as she opened a drawer in a nearby cabinet.
She selected a simple leather ball strap an inch and a quarter wide with several snaps that were used to adjust the diameter when fastened around the neck of a scrotum. She grinned at Fred, taking note of his hard penis.
“Such a naughty boy,” she chastised him. “Now, relax while I fasten this strap around you.”
Fred took a deep breath as Judy took his balls in her hand and gently kneaded them, loosening them. She circled the neck of his scrotum with her thumb and index finger and pulled down firmly.
“Okay, Amanda, I’ve got him ready. Fasten the strap while I hold him.”
Amanda took the leather strap and looped it around the elongated neck of his scrotum. She fastened the snaps so that the strap was at its smallest circumference. Judy released her grip and Fred let out the breath he had been holding the entire time. The skin of his scrotum was taut and his balls bulged in their tight package.
“Ooooh, that looks nice,” Amanda breathed. “How does it feel, Fred?”
“Very nice,” he replied.
“Well, I expect that will change in a moment,” she teased.
Fred’s legs were splayed on either side of the bench. His erection pointed straight up and his firm ball pack provided an inviting target.
Amanda stripped off her pants and was now naked from the waist down. The sight of her magnificent legs and rear end elicited a huge gasp from Fred. She smiled at him as she flexed, causing her buttocks to clench and unclench.
Fred nearly fainted.
Now Amanda straddled the bench with her back to Fred and lowered her butt to his groin. She glanced up at Judy. “Care to do the honors?” she invited.
“Most definitely,” Judy gushed.
Amanda grabbed hold of her butt cheeks and spread them apart. Fred couldn’t believe how deep the furrow was. As Amanda squatted, Judy guided Fred’s swollen ball pack into that furrow until it hit bottom. Judy let go of Fred’s sack and Amanda let go of her butt. Those powerful cheeks then clamped tight around Fred’s distended package. He grunted as Amanda sat down.
She looked back over her shoulder him. There was a puzzled look in his eyes. Yes, it was tight in there, but not uncomfortable. But that changed in a heartbeat.
Amanda flexed her buttocks and immediately Fred’s eyes opened wide in surprise. The space in which his balls had been confined a moment ago was reduced by half. With nowhere to go, his balls compressed and oozed into the unyielding crevice in which they were held.
“Oh, sweet Mother…” Fred wailed.
Amanda continued to flex and compress her powerful gluteus muscles against his suffused tender orbs.
“You wouldn’t believe how wonderful this is,” Amanda breathed excitedly. “I can feel every little distortion of his balls as I squeeze.”
“Fred obviously feels it, too,” Judy smirked.
Fred was moaning and his head thrashed from side to side as his balls were crushed in the prison of Amanda’s puissant buttocks. She sat fully on him, allowing no escape.
“How long should I keep him in there?” Amanda asked Judy.
“I don’t know. Let’s ask him.” Judy leaned over and spoke. “Fred, how do you like Amanda’s new method?”
“Oh my god… it’s – it’s so agonizing! So different… It feels like my balls are going to implode! There’s nowhere for them to escape…”
“Do you want her to stop?”
“Huh? Oh… NO! Please don’t let her stop!” he pleaded.
Judy just grinned and looked at Amanda. “You heard him. Don’t stop.”
Amanda contracted her buttocks in an especially severe manner and Fred thought he was going to die. A pathetic squeak escaped his throat as his entire body vibrated. She then placed the palms of her hands on the outsides of her rear and pressed them even tighter. Fred’s erection did a silly dance and then erupted in a copious spewing of semen. Amanda bore down with all her strength and by the time his ejaculation subsided Fred had collapsed and was sobbing incoherently.
It wasn’t until then that Amanda pried her cheeks apart and stood up, releasing Fred’s devastated testicles from their prison. She noted that they appeared somewhat flatter than before they entered her abyssal crack.
Judy stepped in and pulled apart the snaps that fastened the leather strap. Now freed from all restraint, Fred’s balls appeared to inflate to their normal shape. He continued to choke back tears for several minutes. Judy and Amanda simply watched.
Finally, Fred regained his senses and looked up at Amanda and said softly,
“Thank you, Amanda. That was amazing.”
The young woman smiled demurely, a bit taken aback that any man would thank her for the treatment to which she had just subjected his balls. “You are very welcome, Fred. I hope you’ll come visit me again soon.”
“Oh, I will,” he promised. “I most certainly will.”
