"Babysitting Nightmare" & “Happy Mother's Day”

Derek Blake's “Ballbusting Babysitting Nightmare" (from the KITG forum)

Sequeled by Caligula’s “Happy Mother's Day” (from the femaledom forum)

The beginning of this story is missing.

. . . .

Josh reached his arm up to the counter and pulled himself up off the ground. He was slightly woozy, and he was nauseous. He felt like he might throw up any second. He had never felt so horrible in his life. 

So this is what it's like, he thought. All of that build up in his mind, and it had finally happened. He got racked good by his cousin. As he stood there in discomfort, he wondered why this appealed to him, and one part said that now that it had happened, he wouldn't fantasize about it anymore. But really, he knew that was bullshit. 

The truth is that his heart raced as he thought of that moment of impact, of that overwhelming pain, of his cousin laughing. The truth is that he loved it. 

Still, he was in no rush to go through that again. His stomach was topsy-turvy, and even just one slight tap and he could swear his swollen balls would explode. He limped back to the living room.

Alice wasn't there. He turned around to head towards the stairs. "Aaahh" he squealed and jumped back several feet. Alice was standing there, smiling. 

"Hahaha," she pointed and laughed at him. "You just squealed like a schoolgirl! Although that is nothing like the sound you were making when you were on the ground, hahaha!"

Josh could now add utter humiliation to the pain that he had suffered. He didn't say anything, he was deadly afraid of his cousin. He knew his balls could not take another hit like that. She stopped laughing. A silence hung in the air. She stood there, motionless and stared at him. Then she shifted her weight to her left leg, moved her right leg back slightly and began rolling her right ankle around. Josh instinctively flinched and covered himself. 

"PPppppphhhhh," Alice's eyes widened with delight as she broke out again into sudden laughter. "Hahahaha…hahaha… Oh my God, this is way too funny!"

This went on for another minute or so. Alice was soaking in her delight. She never felt so happy, so fulfilled, as when she had a boy completely under her control. 

"Come with me," she said with a tone of authority. Josh instinctively obeyed and followed her down the hall. They went to the end and entered a room on the left, the only one with a light on. It was Alice's room. 

It was a mess. Clothes and shoes were strewn everywhere. 

"One of the chores Mom left for me was to clean my room," she looked at Josh. He looked back, not comprehending. 

"Sooo…" she said, playing with her foot again, and giving a devious look to his groin. "You are going to clean it."

Josh was humiliated. He knew he had no choice, and he certainly was not ready for another kick. He entered the room. Alice plopped on her bed gleefully. Josh looked around. Wow, she had a lot of shoes. 

"They go in the closet," she said. Sure enough, there was a massive shoe rack, almost completely empty because its contents were spread across the floor. 

She was tormenting him, he thought. Reminding him of what she had just done to him, and what she could do to him. That little voice inside, the one that reveled in his pain, laughed with delight. 

Looking around, he instinctively picked up the first pair that stuck out at him. They were flats, black with white polka dots and a red bow. Alice laughed. "Nice choice, they are cute, aren't they?" she winked. "Cute but simple. They are my church shoes. I like wearing them with that black skirt and white sweater, she pointed to the closet. And with my hair done up in a braid. I look so perfectly innocent in that outfit," she sneered. "Everyone just says how cute and sweet I am."

Josh went to the closet to put them away. "They're a nice pair of shoes to kick balls with, too," she said. Josh stopped and looked at the shoes in his hand. She giggled. "Yeah, I got Tommy Sanders good with those. We were hanging out after church, and I suggested he walk me home. Well, when we got into the woods, I said how I liked to avoid the woods, cause you never know what can happen. He said he would protect me."

She laughed. "So I said, all sweet and innocent, 'Oh yeah? Really? But what if the attacker does this?'"

Alice shot her leg up from the bed for dramatic effect. "WHAM! That shoe right there," she pointed to the one in Josh's right hand, "went right up between his legs. The look on his face was priceless!" She giggled more. "What was great about it was that he stood there longer than boys usually do, probably cause those shoes aren't as hard as my regular type, so I had time to kick him again! I did it harder the second time, to compensate for the fact that the shoe wasn't as hard. 

"Oh man, did his eyes bud out! And I held my foot in place the second time. What I really like about those shoes is that when I kick with them I can really feel the balls on the top of my foot. I wiggled my toes and even played around with them a little bit, as he stood there squealing!"

Josh couldn’t help but smile. He had to admit, it would have been a funny thing to see. Then he remembered the pain he had so recently experienced between his legs. Yes, funny for everyone except the poor boy being kicked. Still, that little voice inside of him was getting excited. He hoped she would go on. 

He put the shoes on the rack and silence followed between them. Alice was smiling and looked to really be enjoying herself. Josh grabbed another pair of shoes. He gulped. Soccer cleats. Alice looked at Josh as he looked nervously at the shoes.

“It must suck being a boy and knowing there are shoes out there purposely designed to kick balls, haha,” she quipped. “This boy at school sure learned that one the hard way.”

Alice played in the intramural soccer team, which was co-ed. She was quite athletic and a pretty good player. “Every time I would launch that ball down the field, I would wonder what it would be like to do that to some real balls. What kind of damage it would do.

“Poor Andrew, he found out,” she giggled some more. Josh looked over the right cleat in his hand. It was pink and white – not surprising given Alice’s preference for pink. Like all cleats, it curved at the toe, which was hard. Josh shuddered to think what it would be like to be on the receiving end.

“Andrew is the goalie on another team,” she explained. “The ball got launched towards him, and as I was the furthest forward on my team, I ran towards it, too. I ran as fast as I could. Just as we both approached it, he went down to his knees and slid towards the ball, getting ready to cover it up.” 

For emphasis, Alice hopped off the bed and made a similar sliding motion along the floor. Only her crotch had a nice V-shape to it. There was no vulnerable sac of meat hanging there, ready for kicking, unlike that poor boy she was talking about. Alice looked up at Josh and smiled. “It was a big mistake. I mean, how could I resist? As he went to cover the soccer ball, I went for his balls. 

“And oh boy, did he get it. He went flying backwards!” Again, Alice imitated the boy, flinging herself upwards and back, then placing her hands between her legs, and rolling back and forth. She began mock screaming, “Aaahhh, ahhh,” Josh watched her with a sense of amusement and jealousy. She was flaunting her superiority. She looked at him with a wide smile and laughed.

Josh could only imagine the extra force being brought to bear with the assailant running at full speed. Could a pair of balls even survive that? 

As if on cue, Alice said, “I thought for sure I had popped his nuts! I mean, that was the hardest kick I’ve ever given anyone, and man did he cry and scream. One of my friends on the other side of the school said she heard the scream!”

“Of course, all the teachers made a big deal about it and called an ambulance. Turns out his balls swelled up real bad. He didn't come to school for a week. I don’t think my kick was right on target though, otherwise, they definitely would have popped!”

“And you didn’t get in trouble?” said Josh.

“Haha, no. I’m just a clumsy girl. It was a complete accident,” she said with mock innocence.

Josh put the cleats on the rack. Alice got up and went back to her bed.

Josh’s excitement grew as he picked up the next pair. They were steel-toed heels. Black in colour, with the last few inches covered in a steel plate, which met at a sharp point. 

“Mmm…” said Alice. “Those are one of my favourites.”

“They look deadly,” Josh admitted.

“Hehe, yeah. You’re not the only one to think so. These two stupid boys at school actually made a dare to get kicked with them!”

“What?” said Josh.

“Yeah, I couldn’t believe it when they came up to me. They had dared each other that one of them would get kicked in the balls with my shoes. It would be decided by rock-paper-scissors, with both of them closing their eyes, so only I would know who won. I would kick the loser in the nuts.

“They got it off some dumb comedy show,” she explained.

“So, what happened?” he asked.

“Well, I did it of course! They sure came to the right girl. I guess my reputation precedes me,” her devilish smile came back again. “But I have to say, I was shocked to actually have a boy ask me to kick him! What idiots!

“Anyway, they covered their eyes, both facing me with their legs spread. They then did the rock-paper-scissors. The one boy got rock, the other scissors. It was great, too, cause the boy who got scissors, who lost, he was just wearing a pair of jogging shorts, not much in the way of protection. 

“Since he had come asking for it, I gave it to him real good. Definitely one of my harder kicks, especially with a shoe like that! Mmm… I still remember that steel toe connecting with his balls. Usually, there’s some resistance if a boy’s wearing jeans, but that steel cut through his shorts like butter, right into his sack.”

Josh had a mental image of the boy’s sack being brutally crushed by the cold metal in his hands. Then he realized that it was that pointy toe, the one he was caressing with this finger, that crushed that boy’s balls, which made it all the more special. He felt the cold metal and imagined what it would feel like slamming into the boy’s soft flesh and the sheer and utter torment that would have followed.

His heart was racing. He looked at Alice, who was sharing his excitement. She gave him a strange look. It was clear to her why she was enjoying this, but why was he?

Immediately embarrassed he looked away and walked to the shoe rack. 

“Anyway,” she continued. “His eyes bugged out further than I’ve ever seen. I thought they would pop out! There was this vein popping in his forehead, his face was so red!

“Everyone was laughing, as practically the whole school had come to watch them do their stupid dare. As he lay there crying, his friend who won the bet was pointing and laughing at him. That annoyed me. I mean, who was he to point and laugh? He had balls too. And I was the one that kicked him, it was my moment, not his. 

“So the boy was doubled over, he was laughing so hard, and he was facing away from me towards his friend. So I stood behind him and took my time as I lined up my shot, really taking it in, you know?”

No, Josh didn’t know. He had only ever been on the receiving end.

“I mean here was this guy, laughing his ass off at his best friend, only a few feet away from him in absolute agony. And I knew that in only a matter of moments, with one kick, I would shatter his world.

“It was funny 'cause he was laughing so wildly, then BOOM!” She kicked her leg up again for effect. “There was this moment of silence. Not just him, but everyone. People covered their mouths, and I just let my steel toe linger there for a bit. Then, his wild laughter turned to wild screaming! Haha, and he joined his friend in rolling around on the ground. It was delicious.” She smiled with satisfaction.

Josh reverently put the shoes on the rack. As he cleaned up the rest, she kept talking about the boys she had busted. None were quite as exciting as the ones she had told previously. They all had the general theme – the boy ended up crying on the ground in pain while she laughed.

As he placed the last pair on the rack, he noticed in the corner a pair of white boots that had been sitting there all along – the only pair to be on the rack when he started cleaning. They had a leather leg to them, probably going a third of the way up a girl’s leg. They had a curved boot, which met at a hard point at the toe. They almost looked like cowgirl boots, but without the decorations. They were smooth white leather. They appealed to Josh, and he couldn’t stop looking at them.

“You don’t wear these anymore?” he asked, trying to sound casual.

Alice looked to the boots and back at him, giving him a sly, wistful grin. “Aahhh, no,” she sighed. “They don’t fit me anymore, but I can’t stand to part with them.” Indeed, they did look smaller than her other shoes. 

“Why?” he asked.

“They were my first,” she replied.

Josh’s excitement grew. “Really? Uuhh…” he stammered. “What was that like?”

Alice laughed. “It was incredible!”

"Was it one of your older brothers?" he asked.

“Haha, no, it was neither of my brothers. There was this boy, who I kinda had a crush on. Well, I didn’t know how to express it, so I was being all immature. Every day we would walk past each other on our way home from school. I would pretend to attack him and kick at his balls, but I would never actually do it.

“At first he would flinch and cover-up, and the look on his face was priceless! That’s how I got addicted to kicking boys, by seeing the power I had over him - and I hadn’t even kicked him!

“So after a while, he knew I was faking and didn’t try as hard to protect himself. And then it happened… completely by accident, too. I went to kick him, and kinda lost my balance, and WHAM! My foot went too far and my toe connected right between his legs, into his little balls, hehe!

“His reaction was priceless, but so was mine I’m sure. I think that was the only time that I must have looked as shocked as the boy I kicked! We just stood there, staring at each other in surprise. Then… well, of course, his face turned all red, and he started making all kinds of funny faces. Then screaming, oh my god the screaming! He started rolling around like crazy.”

“What did you do?”

“I lost it,” she laughed. “I went hysterical and started laughing my ass off, I couldn’t stop! I even fell down to the ground, too, and was rolling around laughing, while he was rolling around crying!”

“Ahh,” she sighed again. “That was amazing.”

. . .

The remainder of the evening had passed without much incidence. Alice and Josh watched some TV together, with Alice of course choosing what she wanted to watch. Josh figured she must have saved shows with ball-kicking scenes, because they sure did see a lot of them, and she sure did delight in seeing his reaction to the blows. In most cases, she would say how the men didn’t react in the way they really would. 

“That guy would be on the ground balling his eyes out. You know what I’m talking about, right cuz?” she smiled at him.

As the evening turned to night, Josh worried about the subject of bedtime, and how he would make Alice go to bed. After all, if his Aunt came home and she was still up, he’d be in the shit. But he knew this was just a confrontation waiting to happen, one that would surely lead to him rolling around on the ground in agony. He wasn’t sure if he could take it anymore. His balls were still very sensitive from the blow earlier in the night.

And then, out of nowhere, Alice yawned and said she would go to bed. Josh was stunned but in a pleasant way. Although still a part of him wanted more, and couldn't help but be disappointed. He continued watching TV, and laid down on the ground, with his head up against a pillow leaning against the bottom of the couch. He was tired himself and began dozing off. 

Alice creeped into the living room in her pajamas and bare feet. Josh was passed out in front of the TV. She giggled to herself softly. She had always wanted to do this. Josh was sprawled out on the floor, his legs parted slightly. She stood over him. His crotch looked so inviting. She could see the bulge of his package underneath his jeans. She raised her foot high and savored the moment. Then, she rammed her foot down as hard as she could right into his balls.

Josh awoke from his slumber with a shriek. He had no idea what was going on, and terror immediately overtook him as his body’s defensive mechanisms took over. Instinctively he tried to squirm, but there was something holding him there. As the seconds passed and his mind took in more, he realized Alice had her foot dug deep into his crotch. 

“Aaahhhh,” he screamed, as the pain kept getting worse, as she put on more and more pressure. He vainly grabbed at her foot, but this was a mistake. This pissed her off, and she shifted even more of her weight onto his balls. 

“Ok, ok!” he yelled, as he moved his hands away. “Please, please,” he couldn’t take the pressure. He felt like his balls and his head were going to explode. 

Alice was laughing at the situation she had him in.  She loved the level of control she had, and that she could feel his balls squishing under her foot. Josh breathed a sigh of relief as the pressure was let off slightly. He took in his first real breath since the attack began. Still keeping her foot on his sac, she bent down and grabbed either leg with each of her arms. She was already raising his legs into the air before he realized what she was doing.

“Nooo!” Josh yelled and began fighting with his legs, but Alice had even more leverage now, and she was now able to angle his balls in a way that she could stand directly on top of them, raising her other foot off the ground. She then began bouncing her weight. With each bounce, it felt like his balls would explode. He dreaded hearing a POP that would indicate his manhood had been demolished.

Alice, too, was curious to see what his balls could take. She wasn’t out to castrate her cousin, but she also knew she wouldn’t feel bad if she ruptured one or both of his balls. When it came to boys and their balls, she just didn’t have any sense of guilt, she never had. To her, it had always been a fun, entertaining act. She saw the sense with which most of her gender recoiled from hurting boys in this way. Or the way they would laugh, but then feel bad about it afterwards. She never understood why girls grabbed their own crotches in sympathy when they saw a boy get kicked. Didn’t they realize that they would never experience that pain? So why would they care? The feeling of empathy was as incomprehensible and impossible for Alice as was the feeling of getting kicked in the balls – and she was just fine with that.

Josh’s eyes were wide, his face red and a large vein popping out of his forehead. His mouth was open, but no sound was coming out, as that would require breath to go in, and his abdominal muscles were so contracted that he couldn’t breathe. Alice put her other foot on the ground and let some of the pressure off. She watched with what relief Josh drew in those precious breaths. She had never felt this amount of control over someone, it was exhilarating. Just as quickly as she had given him a reprieve, she put the pressure back on, and watched his terrified reaction, as his body tensed up and he began squirming. 

“Hahaha,” she laughed at him. This was way too much fun.

She let off the pressure again. This time, Josh used his breath to begin pleading. “Please, please… I’ll do anything, please stoopp!!” His voice went higher as she put the pressure back on. She liked the sound of his pleading. It was so pathetic. Did he really think she actually cared about his well-being? The more he pleaded, the more she wanted to feel his balls crush beneath her foot. 

She was getting into a frenzy now. She had not intended to go very far with this, but she felt an insatiable hunger to go further. Just letting him go didn’t seem like a viable option anymore, she had to keep going. And this could only end one way. 

Josh sensed that they had reached the point of no return. She was no longer laughing, but now had a sadistic, evil grin, and the look in her eyes terrified him. He was completely and utterly powerless as his body convulsed wildly. When he thought the pressure couldn’t get any worse, it did. This couldn’t go on much longer.

Alice could feel the balls begin to flatten more under her foot. She felt a profound sense of exhilaration. She was almost there.

Josh was screaming at the top of his lungs, but he couldn’t even hear it. In this moment, the pain was so intense that all of his other senses shut down. It was only him and the nerve endings in his testicles that were in the process of being crushed out of existence. Caught between his pubic bone and his cousin’s barefoot – the moment had finally come when he would be castrated. Of course, he wasn’t even contemplating this, he couldn’t contemplate anything at that moment.

Then, it stopped. The inexorable march to the destruction of his manhood halted. The intense pressure in his gonads was relieved. He took in the first real breath since he had been brutally awakened by Alice only minutes before. As the air coursed through his lungs and the oxygen to his brain, did he regain a wider awareness of the world. He looked up. His cousin was at the window now, peering out. 

The sight of her terrified him. She was crazy! She really wanted to castrate him! He had to get out of there fast. But the pain in his balls was still excruciating, he didn’t think he would be able to get up.

“Shit!” said Alice. 

Josh attempted to ask what was the matter, but it just came out as a pathetic groan, as the mere effort of talking caused a rush of pain and nausea to his stomach. He looked around for somewhere to throw up.

“Shit, shit, shit!” said Alice louder, as she ran back towards him. “She’s not supposed to be back yet. Hey, get up!” She kicked him in the side. 

His fear of Alice outweighed his pain, and he struggled to his feet, probably one of the hardest things he had done in his life. He looked at Alice and could see she was thinking. 

“OK, this is what we’re going to do. I’m going to bed. You lay on the couch there. It will look like you fell asleep while watching TV.”

Josh was relieved. He gratefully collapsed on the couch and curled up in a fetal position, facing the back cushions. He was also relieved in a larger sense because it meant his ball torture was over for the night. And for good, he hoped. He had come too close to losing his manhood to ever be alone with Alice again, or to try it with any other girl. He would treat his balls better from now on. 

Alice turned off the light in the room and went to her bedroom. Only the light of the TV was illuminating the room, but Josh closed his eyes. He was still worried he would throw up.

He heard the door to the house open and someone come in. There was a pause, and what sounded to be some rustling around, and then the door closed. The stairs creaked as someone came down. Josh heard his Aunt’s voice.

“Nice and slow now, we don’t want you to take a tumble and get knocked out. Then we couldn’t have any fun, now could we?” Josh realized there was another person there. He quickly glanced up and behind himself to see two pairs of legs coming down the steps. His aunt’s and a man’s. The man seemed to be having a hard time staying on his feet. Josh quickly looked away as their faces appeared. The man didn’t seem to respond. He was muttering incoherently like he was drunk or something. 

They went down to the end of the hall, and then into a room that Josh had never been in before. It was always locked. The door closed.

Moments later, Josh heard the stairs creak again. He looked back and there was his cousin Alice. She tip-toed over to him. “What happened? Did she bring someone inside?”

“Yeah, a man. They went into that room at the end of the hallway,” he replied.

Alice’s eyes lit up with curiosity and mischief. She slowly approached the hallway. Josh’s balls were still sore, but his curiosity got the better of him, and he overcame his pain to get up and follow Alice down the hallway. They stood a few feet away from the door. Neither seemed to know what to do. No light came out of the room, nor any sound, even as they got closer to see if they could hear anything. 

Alice turned to Josh. “I think it may be sound-proofed,” she said. I saw only a glimpse inside one time, and the walls were different than in the rest of the house. I never hear anything come from this room, but I know she has brought men here before.”

Josh’s mind raced, but he was at a loss for what could be going on. He was lost in his thoughts when the door opened suddenly. His heart nearly leapt out of his chest in fear. The light from the room temporarily blinded him, and he shielded his eyes. As his eyes adjusted, he saw his aunt standing in front of him. She looked surprised and angry. Very angry. She was looking at Alice, and then she turned to Josh. He stood there, paralyzed in fear. He had never seen such a look on his aunt’s face before. 

Then it happened so quickly. He saw a flicker of something, he looked down and saw his aunt’s pointy toe high heel the second before it slammed into his balls. WHAM. 

“Ooommfff,” the wind was knocked completely out of him, as Josh’s body lurched upward with the force of this very hard kick. Then he fell immediately to the ground. Maybe it was the fact that his balls were already tender from being nearly crushed, or it was the sheer force of a pointy toe kick from a grown woman or a combination of the two – but that kick sent Josh over the edge. His body and face contorted horribly. He had no air to scream, so his mouth stayed open in a silent scream. 

Both Alice and her mother’s first reaction was one of amusement. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree – they both got immense enjoyment from the pain they inflicted on male genitalia. And for Alice, that was the hardest kick she had seen yet. 

Laura, Josh’s aunt, didn’t know what to do when she saw Josh standing there, but she knew she needed time to regain control of the situation, so her logical course of action was to immobilize him with a kick to the balls. But she had kicked him too hard. She realized that the moment the toe of her stiletto heel cracked into her nephew’s nuts. While she was concerned, she couldn’t help but feel a tingle between her legs. He looked so helpless lying there in agony. 

Still, in contortions on the ground, the pain was still building for Josh. It climaxed to a new level of pain, and he thought he would just explode right there. His head was pounding, he felt nauseous, and then everything began spinning. Then, mercifully, he passed out…

. . . .

The first thing Josh felt when he awoke was more pain in his balls. 

“Aahhh,” he screamed. The hand that had been prodding and palpating his balls withdrew. Then he looked up to see it was his mother! Josh was panicked. He felt like his world was collapsing. His mother, too, looked surprised. 

“You’re awake!” she said, startled. “Don’t worry dear, I was just inspecting the damage.” She said “damage” in a bit of a light-hearted way, as though it were amusing. Josh’s mom, Sandy, was a nurse.

Josh looked down and realised he was naked. He tried to cover himself, but his arm wouldn’t move. Neither would his other arm. Then he realized his legs were bound! He looked around and realized he was bound standing up in some kind of X-shaped contraption. 

He looked at his mom in horror. “What the hell!”

“Now dear, we couldn’t very well have you waking up and trying to run off, now could we?” said another voice, his aunt’s, as she re-entered the room with Alice in toe. Alice was beaming from cheek to cheek as she stared at him. Josh knew that didn’t bode well.

Josh’s mom and aunt explained to him that punishing men was an important mission for both of them. When they heard about any man in the city committing sexual assaults on women, they would go into action and track him down. This room was where they carried out their punishments. Josh realized the man he saw earlier was bound on the other side of the room in the same contraption he was in. The man was also naked. He was unconscious. 

The women approached the man and Sandy gave him a needle. The man woke up with a start and underwent a similar process of struggle and bewilderment that Josh had gone through moments before. 

“What, the hell Laura?” he asked Josh’s aunt. 

“What the hell indeed!” she snapped back and accentuated her point with a quick snap kick to his testicles. He howled.

“Oh shush!” said Sandy. “That’s hardly even close to the worst you’re in for.”

“What are you talking about? What am I doing here!” he struggled against the restraints.

“Well, let’s see,” said Laura.  “First you slipped a date rape drug in my drink, then I swapped my drink with another and returned the favour, adding a little something to your drink.”

“We’ve been on to you for a while,” said Sandy. “How many women has it been? Ten women that you’ve raped? One was barely old enough to be in a bar!” She kicked him viciously. Josh noticed she was wearing platform boots, along with a black skirt and white top. The man squealed pitifully. Josh wondered if that’s what he sounded like when he got kicked? He knew the answer was almost certainly yes. 

“No, no, you’ve got it wrong!” he pleaded. 

“Shut up you liar!” yelled Alice, who the man hadn’t even noticed, and seemed to come out of nowhere to kick him in the nuts. Josh noticed she had selected her pointy steel-toe-tipped shoes. His dick began to harden. 

The man squealed again, and Josh’s female relatives all laughed. “She has spunk,” remarked Sandy to Laura. 

“Of course she does, she’s one of us,” said Laura. “And tonight, we make it official.” She turned to her daughter. “Now Alice, I know you’ve been a terror in the schoolyard. Don’t think I haven’t heard about all those boys you’ve reduced to tears.”

“And sent to the hospital,” interjected Sandy. “I would know. I had to treat them.” She said with amusement and pride, “When a boy comes into the ER screaming and holding his groin, it’s a safe bet amongst us nurses that Sandy had a hand in it – or I guess I should say, a foot in it.” She winked. 

Laura laughed, so did Sandy. She was relishing in the praise. “Believe me, I’ve gotten angry calls from most of their mothers, at least the few who don’t realize that boys need a good kick in the balls to be put in their place. Otherwise, they turn out like this creep.” She kicked the man again with her high heel. 

“But are you ready to join your aunt and I in this? This isn’t just kicking a boy and watching him cry – this is much more than that. After tonight, he won’t even be a man anymore, do you understand?”

The man’s ears pricked up, and the look of desperation grew. He struggled again against his restraints. None of the women paid him any heed. His thoughts or feelings meant as little to him as those of a bug. 

Alice nodded. “I’m ready.” If Josh wasn’t terrified at that moment, he could have spoken up and seconded Alice’s statement. He knew from personal experience that she was ready – she had come within seconds of castrating him earlier that night. 

The women looked over at Josh with a peculiar look. “He’s got a hard-on!” said Laura. “Well, I don’t know what to say,” said Sandy. “That is a first. Usually, for males in your predicament, the last thing they would get is a hard-on, haha.”

“Well, he is your son,” said Laura. “I guess it makes sense that he may have inherited that from you. But my, isn’t it interesting that a boy would be turned on by the thought of castration.”

Josh’s embarrassment was relieved when the females turned their attention back to the matter at hand. “OK, well it seems you’re ready,” said Laura, to Alice. “So how do you want to do it? And I would recommend doing one at a time, so you really get to savor it.”

Alice took a few moments to think. “Well, for the first one, I want to pop it with my steel toe!” The women smiled and nodded.

“Good choice,” said Laura. Sandy took an elastic and wrapped it around the man’s right testicle several times, so it was separated outward from his other ball. Josh noticed how it bulged out, he could even see a blood vein pumping. His hard-on got harder. He realized that he was indeed being turned on by this. It wasn’t just his own racking that turned him on, but to witness it as well. 

Alice commenced kicking. One – yelp. Two – scream. Three – yelp. Each time, he made a slightly different cry of pain, and his face contorted in funny ways. Josh had to admit, it was funny to watch. Although, unlike Alice, his aunt and his mom, he could really feel for this guy, as he knew the horrible reality of being kicked in the balls. 

She was getting into a rhythm. Each time her sharp steel toe stabbed into the poor man’s right nut, he expected it to go right through. He even imagined a comical situation where Alice’s foot would be stuck in the air, having lodged itself deep into his nut meat. 

The ball turned from purple to deep purple, then to a blackish colour, as her pointy toe relentlessly slammed into it with all the force his cousin could muster. “Please, please, stop!” The man was pleading. This only made Alice laugh. “Please girl, have mercy!” Alice stopped. The man’s eyes brightened. He hoped that the innocence of a youth might be enough. Maybe she would convince the adult women to spare him.

Laura stepped in. “So you think a youth’s mercy will save you? Well, let’s have it. Alice, do you think we should let him go?”

Alice looked bewildered at the suggestion and replied, “Actually mom, I was just wondering – when his ball explodes, will it make a popping sound?” The man’s face sunk as all hope evaporated. 

Sandy and Laura howled with laughter. “Well, keep on kicking and find out for yourself!” said Laura. 

Alice smiled and resumed with renewed vigour. Josh knew it wouldn’t be long. He could sense it. He was embarrassed that his dick was rock hard as he watched the steel toe shoe slam again and again into the man’s nut. He was both turned on but horrified at the same time. POP! It finally went. 

There was a silence. Josh could see Alice vibrating with excitement. This would be the happiest moment of her life to date. Laura and Sandy were overjoyed to share in this moment with her. For his part, the man had the most pitiful, horrified look that Josh had ever seen. Then he threw up. Josh almost threw up himself, as he just imagined the pain the man was going through.

Alice spent the next while laughing and taunting the man, saying things like, “You’ve been castrated by a girl!” Or, “Wow, that looks like that must really hurt,” or “So what should I do with your next ball?” or “How badly do you want to keep your nut?”

The man kept pleading in vain.

“Honey,” said Laura. “I think it’s important that you squeeze the next one. Especially for your first time. There is something very intimate about it. Something you’ll remember the rest of your life.”

Alice’s eyes lit up. “OK!”

She commenced squeezing. The man began to jerk and moan, but he couldn’t move. Alice added her other hand for added pressure. “It’s starting to flatten!” said Alice with delight. 

“Keep on the pressure,” said Laura. The man was convulsing now. His head was banging back and forth uncontrollably. This went on for some time. It seemed so cruel and slow to Josh. The bile was rising in him. He was definitely going to be sick.

Alice sounded frustrated. “I can’t flatten it anymore!”

“Here,” said Laura, who approached and put her hand over Alice’s. She clamped down on Alice’s thumb and forefinger, which she was using to crush the testicle. “Now, let’s look into his eyes.”

Sandy grabbed the man’s head so he couldn’t turn it away from them. Alice’s and Laura’s eyes locked with the man’s. Laura squeezed with all of her might. The man’s eyes widened as the membrane of the testicle collapsed under the pressure. The insides of his testicle exploded outward. Alice could feel all of this happen in her hand. She was mesmerized. Within seconds, his large, meaty ball was gone, and she was feeling only mush in his sac. She squealed with delight and hugged her mother. 

Josh threw up.

This brought the women’s attention back to their young male relative. “He’s seen too much,” Laura said to Sandy. “We can’t just let him go.”

Sandy nodded. “So what do you suggest?” Josh knew he wouldn’t like the answer. They wouldn’t kill him, would they? He had no idea what they were capable of.

“Castrate him,” said Laura, matter of factly, as though she were a farmer talking about castrating a pig. Josh felt like he was going to throw up again. 

“But how will that change anything?” said Sandy, also in a cool, matter of fact tone. Not a hint of emotion from a woman talking about the possibility of her own son’s castration. Josh turned pale and was sweating bullets. Alice was standing between the women, looking right at Josh, a huge smile on her face. 

“Well think about it,” said Laura. “We castrate him, who is he going to tell? You think he’s going to want to tell anyone, about that or about any of this? If he talks about this, it will just lead back to the fact that he’s castrated, and what male would ever want to admit to that?”

Sandy nodded in understanding. Josh was horrified. Laura continued. “Then, you could get him testosterone supplements so no one would be the wiser. He would still develop as a man, even though he wouldn’t be.” Josh saw a smirk cross her face as she gave a sideways glance to him. He struggled in his constraints with anger. How dare they? This was the worst possible thing that could happen to him worse than death, and they were talking about it like it was nothing. 

Alice piped in. “Or, he could be a girl!” This elicited raucous laughter, but then Laura’s and Sandy’s faces turned serious. 

“You know…” said Laura.

“That could work,” Sandy finished her thought. 

“What!” yelled Josh, his voice octaves higher than normal. 

Sandy went on. “I have assisted with sex changes before, and I could probably get us a sympathetic doctor. It would just be a matter of cutting off what remains after we finish with him here, then doing some cosmetic work to make it look like a vagina. The lack of testicles would mean that his features would turn more feminine, he would grow less body hair and grow boobs. Injected hormones could do the rest.”

This time it was Laura nodding in agreement. “Of course, we would have to move,” said Sandy.

“Well, we’ve been talking about making a fresh start in Florida anyway…” said Laura. 

With the mention of Florida and her boy cousin being turned into a girl cousin, Alice squealed again. Josh looked at her with rancor. She looked back at him with an air of superiority and complete domination. 

“OK,” said Sandy. “Let’s move him to the table. I will do this myself.”

Josh began screaming as they unbuckled him. “Please, no, no!” he cried. He was sobbing now. 

“Shut up!” yelled Alice, who ran up to him and booted him as hard as she could. The steel tip of her shoe felt like it was stabbing right through his right testicle. Unbound at the arms already, Josh collapsed forward, but his legs were still bound. It made for a funny spectacle. They all laughed.

Josh was moved to the steel table in short order. The fight was taken out of him by Alice’s brutal kick. He was bound to a cold metal table. Then another steel platform, kind of like a tray that was hinged to each side, was brought down. Where the two plates of metal met, there was a hole. Sandy grabbed a hold of her son’s ball sac and the plates were adjusted downward. She then shoved his balls through the hole. Another adjustment was made and the hole tightened more, so that Josh’s balls could not get back through it. His testes now lay flat on the metal sheets, completely exposed and vulnerable. 

Josh was shaking with terror. He looked at his mom with the most pitiful look he had ever given her. Most mothers’ hearts would melt. His mother looked back at him coldly. She grabbed a piece of metal that was several inches wide, quite long and had a razor’s edge on one side. 

“This is quite the contraption,” Sandy explained to her son. “You see, this just slides into here,” she put it into a slot. He could hear the cold metal grating against metal. “Then all I have to do is push…” the sound of metal on metal speeded up, and Josh’s whole body jerked to escape, but he didn’t move an inch, as the razor rushed to sever his balls from his body. Then the sound stopped. He could feel the cold razor against the skin of the left side of his sac, but it hadn’t cut through, she had stopped pushing just in time. “And voila,” Sandy continued, as if explaining some kind of magical cleaning product on an infomercial. “It will cut off your balls with one easy stroke. Of course, that’s when I’m inclined to make it that quick.”

“Which is almost never,” said Laura with a laugh.

“No!” Josh screamed. “You’re my mother, please!”

Sandy looked annoyed now. “That’s right, I am your mother. I created you. I created your balls!” She grabbed his testicles and squeezed. “These balls are mine. I created them, and I can destroy them.”

Josh was screaming in pain as she squeezed. “Alright, I was going to be merciful to my own son, but screw it.”

She pulled out the razor and got up onto the platform. She towered above him in her black platform boots. Sandy turned to Laura, “What do you think? Bet you $20 I can pop them both on the first try. One stomp, two balls – obliterated!” 

“Oh no, I know you too well to know you’ll have no problem with that. Especially since his balls are less developed than those of most of our subjects.”

“What do you think about that, son?” asked Sandy scornfully. “With the same effort it would take me to butt out a cigarette, I will make you a eunuch. And believe me, I won’t feel any different than if it were a cigarette.” She paused. “Well, that’s not completely true. This will give me much, much more pleasant.” She smiled.

“No!” Josh made one last attempt, but why did he bother? His mother raised her boot high above his exposed ball sac. “Any last words to your balls? Want to talk about all the good times you had together?” she asked mockingly.

Josh could only stare at her, he was frozen. Their eyes were locked. He continued looking at her as her eyes looked down to the target - her son’s ball sac - and she stomped down with all of her force. The steel table vibrated with such force, there was a loud noise, and Josh screamed that loudest, most pitiful scream of his life as the boot made an impact. 

He continued screaming for several moments until he realized that the earth-shattering pain that would accompany the demolition of his manhood had not arrived. He looked to his sac, terrified to see only a sac of mush. But his balls were intact! His mother’s boot was only an inch away. He cried joyfully.

She then brought her heel up slightly and lightly pressed it (at least she thought it was light) onto his left nut. 

“Aaahhh” he screamed. 

“That was just a taste – a demonstration if you will – of what will happen to you if you tell anyone, and I mean anyone, what you saw here tonight. Do you understand me!” she yelled. 

“Yes!” he screamed back. She did not remove her foot. She was enjoying watching him squirm. “Because if you tell anyone, believe me, you will wish that I had destroyed your balls tonight. That would have been mercy compared to what I will do. By the time I am through with you, you will be begging me to take away your balls.”

Josh nodded in fear and pain. He had no doubt she was serious. 

He was released from the table and rolled onto the ground, sobbing.

Alice expressed her disappointment. 

“Don’t worry honey. Think of it this way. If your aunt had castrated him, he would have no balls for you to kick.” That made her happier. “Josh will be babysitting you much more often now,” said Laura. 

Josh was dragged from the room by his mother and plopped on the couch. He would spend the night there in terror and agony. He didn’t know what they ended up doing with the man in the room. He didn’t dare ask, and he didn’t want to know. 

As she skipped joyfully up the steps, Alice turned to Josh. “Night cuz! Sweet dreams, hehe.” Josh would not have a sound night’s sleep for a long time to come.

. . . .

Happy Mothers Day, by Caligula

In the months following Josh's discovery that his mother and aunt were both serial castratrixes his life had changed considerably. What began as a simple attempt to get kicked in the balls by his cousin, Alice, had turned into his own near de-balling at the feet of his cousin, aunt and most frighteningly his own mother. He had previously been a normal boy doing normal boy things, occasionally fantasizing about getting his balls busted or worshipping some girl's feet, and now he lived in fear that his mother would turn him into a eunuch for real. He had become a pussy whipped bitch, jumping to attention whenever his mother Sandy called for him, or his aunt Laura or cousin Alice, rushing to do their bidding like a spineless jellyfish. Better spineless that ball less he reasoned. 

His mother Sandy, for one, took advantage of her son's newfound eagerness to please and often reminded him of his fate if he failed to live up to HER expectations of him as a man. She had pulled a maneuver from her sister and niece's playbook, by looking down at her shoes and tapping them loudly on the ground, and then looking at Josh's crotch and then his eyes. "Remember what I'll do to you Josh...one stomp, two pops!" or "Don't make me call your cousin Alice to come over to crush your balls like she did to that pig man that night." Josh would cover his groin with his hands and whimper while Sandy just smiled down at him and slammed her foot down on the ground hard. So of course chores got done promptly, grades picked up at school, and he became great at giving his mother footrubs. The only problem with the latter was that with his foot fetish, he would get hard when manipulating his mother's soft feet, something that didn't go unnoticed by Sandy. Even though he couldn't help the erections he had come to dread them, as after giving mom her foot massage she would give him a swift kick in the balls to make his dick go soft, and would mock him with her hands covering her own groin and making mocking mewling sounds. All being said, Sandy was quite happy that Josh had found them out because it gave her perfect leverage over her son. "I can't believe you got hard watching us castrate that sex offender. To think, all the ballbusting fun we missed with you over the years."

Josh also babysat for Alice more and more often, and wondered each time if this was the time that she'd finally crush at least one of his balls into mush. He had thought that his mother and aunt must have told her not to totally break his testicles, but how could he be sure? As weak and timid as Josh had become, Alice had blossomed into a confident, yet still immature girl. The last time he had babysat she came eagerly flying down the stairs and ran up to him cheerfully, arms outstretched to embrace her older cousin, and ran right into him lifting her knee as if she were still running and he wasn't even there...ramming her knee right up into his balls. "Hi cuz! We're going to have so much fun tonight!" she went on, ignoring the fact that his eyes had crossed and he was slumping to the ground while wheezing uncontrollably and hoping for the pain to stop. His Aunt Laura just laughed as she slipped on her stilettos and walked out the door, presumably out for the night getting another man to castrate. "Have a ball, kids...in fact have two balls! LOL!"

His mother and aunt brought men home often, and along with his cousin Alice, his three female relatives would disappear into the soundproof room with the drugged man. His mother would often ask if he wanted to come to watch as a reminder of what they would do to him if he told, but he always shook his head no and swallowed hard, making Sandy giggle as she slammed the door shut. He never saw the men leave so he only assumed his aunt took care of that once they were gone. But it had been months since he babysat or had seen his aunt or cousin. He thought maybe his mother was softening and that maybe his eternal attempts to please her were paying off. He recalled hearing his mother on the phone with Aunt Laura those few months ago and his mom couldn't stop laughing about something she had been told.

Today was Mother's Day, and Josh rushed to wish his mother a happy Mother's Day, knowing failure to do so might result in another babysitting session with that bitch Alice. "Happy Mother's Day, mom," he said meekly. 

His mother didn't look impressed. "You don't sound very happy about it being my special day, Josh. I don't believe you really mean it." She tapped her foot, making Josh grimace and cover his balls.

"Please mom, please! Happy Mother's Day, I mean it, I mean it!" He looked from her slowly rotating foot to her face in panic, knowing she was fully prepared to kick him in the nuts. She just laughed at him.

"Relax, crybaby. I'm just teasing and I’m in a good mood today. And besides, there will be plenty of ball crushing tonight. So get dressed because we're going over to your aunt's tonight... I'm going to castrate someone in particular as my Mother's Day gift to myself."

Some hours later Josh and his mother arrived at his Aunt Laura's house and quickly went inside. His mother was wearing a tight white blouse and equally tight black skirt that didn't go down much past her thighs, with black stockings and black patent leather pointy toe stilettos. His aunt was dressed similarly except she had on bright red stilettos with the toe ending in a metal cap. "Hi sis!" greeted Laura to his mom. The two women hugged warmly and his aunt turned to him, "Hi, Josh. How are they hanging?" She tousled his hair playfully and faked a knee at his balls making him wince and cringe, and making her and his mom laugh. "Works every time!" said his mom.

Josh looked around nervously, wondering where Alice was. He didn't have to wonder long as he rounded a corner; they were all surprised as a leg topped off in a pink platform pump, the same ones she had first busted Josh with many months prior, came flying up and connected solidly with Josh's crotch. "OOOMPFFFFF!!!"

Josh hung suspended in mid-air for a moment as Alice appeared from around the doorway throwing her arms up into the air and striking a pose. "Tada!" Josh met the ground with a thud, moaning and crying "my balls my balls!" After they recovered from their initial shock his mom and aunt broke up into fits of laughter.

"Alice, you scared the hell out of us!" said her mom with a grin.

"Yes, you almost gave me a heart attack," added Josh's mom Sandy, "not to mention you seemed to definitely caught my son off guard." She nudged Josh with her toe. "I hear you've been terrorizing the boys at school even more than before...I've seen quite a few traumatizing injuries come into the hospital as of late."

"I know, I've gotten really good at kicking balls!"

"I get so many calls from the boys' mothers, asking me to thank Alice for putting their son's in their place. They laugh and just ask that she try to not damage their balls permanently, but girls will be girls and they remember crushing a few balls when they were growing up too."

Laura kicked at her nephew as he lay on the ground sobbing, "Come on Josh, get into the living room and sit down."

Even through the pain, Josh knew the lighthearted way in which his aunt addressed him was not a request in any way and he crawled into the living room while trying to ignore the pain in his nuts and hoping he wouldn't get kicked from behind as he made his way on all fours surrounded by his relative's sexy legs and heels. 

Once they were all seated, and Josh couldn't help but stare at his family as they sat their legs crossed kicking their shoes and thinking how sexy they all were, his mom clapped her hands and said, "So tell me again, what happened to Harry?"

Josh looked up quickly at the mention of Harry's name. Harry was Alice's oldest brother, the one she had kicked last Easter. Laura and Alice laughed.

Laura started the story. "Well remember his girlfriend Jane? Well, Alice and I were in the kitchen when we heard arguing in the living room. We peeked around the corner to see what the hell was going on and saw her rear back and give him a lethal kick in the crotch."

"But tell her what we heard, mom!" interrupted Alice.

"Well, hahaha! When her show made contact there was a POP."

"Pop pop pop!" chimed in Alice enthusiastically. Sandy covered her mouth with her hand, grinning.

All the women laughed. "So Harry just stood there for a moment with his mouth open looking like a fish, and he got the most pathetic look of sadness on his face, like he knew what just happened," Sandy continued. "So we walked in just as his hands went to cover his balls...er ball, and he went down. He looked over at me and I'm sorry I couldn't help it, but I was smiling at him. LOL!" 

"Jane crushed his left nut!" added Alice with glee. "It was so funny! At first, she seemed nervous but then when she saw me and mom smiling she started smiling too, and we all laughed about it. It was awesome! Harry kept saying 'mommy mommy and my balls my balls!' But that's not the best part. Can I tell them the best part?"

"Go ahead Alice," said Aunt Laura.

"Well Jane dumped him and she came over to me and said “you remember what I told you about how easy it is to break a boy's balls? Well, have fun with your brother Harry because he's no longer under my protection.” So while she and mom were talking about how Harry was wrong not to remember Jane and his 1 year dating anniversary I snuck up on Harry and kicked him right in his remaining nut! I mean right in his nut as hard as I could with the toe of my Mary Janes and he puked all over."

"Right onto my carpet, I was so pissed!" said Laura. "So I come over to kick Harry myself in his balls but I see little Alice beat me to it by rearing back and giving him one more kick with her toe..."

"POP!" yelled Alice. All the women were laughing.

"You castrated your brother?" giggled Josh's mom. 

"You bet, I crushed his nut and his girlfriend crushed the other one! No more babies for my big brother Harry!"

Josh finally found his voice and more out of shock than anything else he managed to find the balls to interrupt his sadistic female relations. "Why?" was what came out.

They turned to him and his mother said, "Why not? LOL!"

Josh pressed on, even though he knew he should let it go. "But he didn't do anything! All he did was forget their anniversary and his girlfriend crushed his...crushed his..."

"Crushed his ball?" finished his aunt.

"Yes! And then for no reason than her enjoyment, Alice crushed his other one! And you're all laughing about it like it's funny, but it's not! You're his mom, don't you even care that Alice did that to her own brother, your son? 

That she did the very worst thing you can ever do to a guy?!" Months of being a weakling were finally giving way to the anger he was feeling over his mom and aunt and cousin laughing about neutering their own blood relative. 

"Well, nephew, to answer your first question no I don't care. I mean they're just balls. You see men get kicked in the balls all the time in comedies and it's hilarious. It's even more hilarious to see it happen in person, and even funnier to crush them completely when you know that you've just taken away some guy's balls and that he won't ever be able to have kids, have sex, and won't ever be a man again. I don't know, it's just funny!"

"Exactly sis. They're just balls," his mother said with a shrug and a smile. "If you could only see the look on your face when I kick your own nuts after a footrub maybe you'd understand, it's just priceless. That one swift kick to your boy bits makes you cry and make funny noises and roll around in the fetal position. Guys just don't understand."

"But he's your son!" said Josh, once again trying to make them see what they did was wrong.

"Well not anymore, now he's my second daughter." They all laughed, all but Josh of course. 

"HARRY! Come down here and say hello to your aunt Sandy and Josh!" yelled Aunt Laura.

Moments later they heard Harry moving slowly down the stairs. He stood there, head down, too ashamed to make eye contact.

"Well don't be rude, say hello!" said his mom.

"Hi, Aunt Sandy." Josh felt a lump form in his throat, as Harry no longer had the deep voice that he remembered. He spoke in a high falsetto, a result of losing his balls to his girlfriend and sister.

"Hi, Harry," said Sandy but then couldn't help but laugh at her nephew's higher than normal octaves for a boy his age.

"Harry talks all high pitched now 'cause I popped his balls!" said Alice with obvious pride in her voice.

Harry skulked off, head still down in discomfort and shame. Josh didn't understand why he didn't fight back, why he didn't get angry, why he didn't confront the women who condemned his testicles to their fate as mush hanging uselessly in his sack, to crush his once precious nuts into peanut butter. What did he have to lose now? Josh knew he would be furious and he would hurt them. 

His aunt, almost sensing Josh's unspoken question answered for the group. "Alice mocks him all the time about how she took away his testicles, but without testosterone being pumped into his system by a set of gonads, he doesn't have the will to fight back. No balls, no fight. He's completely polite and docile now. Now he’s Mommy's perfect little eunuch."

After some small talk about Alice's and Josh's grades at school, work for both of the women, and other mundane topics, Sandy stomped both her heels on the ground causing Josh to jump in his seat, much to the amusement of the women present. "Well, should we get to it? I'm ready to crush his balls!" Exclaimed Sandy.

Then Josh remembered they were here for a castration. Some poor fool his aunt had picked out was stripped naked in their special soundproof room waiting to have his testicles totally destroyed, just like his cousin Harry.

"Calm down sis! LOL! You're more eager than Alice here to bust his balls."

"Come here Josh, we’ll be needing you for this," said his mom as they all stood up and went to the special room. They all hustled inside and his aunt turned and shut and locked the door. Josh looked around the room, just as he remembered it, and looked for the man that would be strapped to the X-frame. Except there wasn't a man anywhere. He looked around again hoping he was mistaken, while a sinking feeling was developing in the pit of his stomach and his body urged him to run. 

Suddenly his mother appeared before him, his very own mother, the woman who gave him birth and should protect and love him. And she was smiling and reached out and put her hands on his shoulders and said, "Happy Mother's Day to me." And then she kneed him in the nuts as hard as she could, holding her knee in place while watching Josh's face for his reaction. If Josh had been on the sidelines watching he would have gotten hard at the sight of his mother's sexy stocking-clad knee as it pistoned its way into a set of balls, the muscles of her thigh and calves like that of a dancer, beautiful but deadly. Then the pain hit, and Sandy got the reaction she was hoping for. His eyes scrunched up and he started making a high-pitched warbling sound, his hands rested on her knee too weak to even try to push it away from his trapped jewels, although his fevered brain thought he was pushing away with all his might. Sandy knew he couldn't appreciate the sexy pose they were now sharing together, mother and son, locked in a tight embrace of pleasure and pain. So of course his aunt Laura snapped a few photos so he could appreciate it later and Sandy could relive this perfect moment during a hot steamy bubble bath.

At long last Josh slid off his mother's still horizontal knee and landed with a crash on the floor while the pain receptors in his brain fired off random electric pulses that his balls kept sending without end. He vaguely heard his aunt and cousin laughing at him and had a closeup view of his mother's black stiletto inches from his face. Normally he would be hard being this close to his mother's foot, but now he only felt fear. Her foot was capable of causing terrible pain and irreversible damage, and he started to cry thinking about the fate of his balls. Surely it would be like last time, she would grant his gonads a reprieve at the last moment. He had been well behaved, hadn't he?

"Mommy...why?" he squeaked out.

"They always call for their mommy," laughed his aunt. 

"It must be instinctive, to beg for your mommy when your balls are busted. Even when it's your mommy that's just racked them!" replied his mom. "Why, Josh? Why not? LOL! You brought this on yourself, your little dick getting hard every time you rubbed my feet. Do you know how many times I thought of taking your little boy rod and snapping it in half while it was hard? Then when your cousin went and castrated her brother I talked to Aunt Laura. She told me now that her son Harry no longer has a sex drive, and he can no longer get an erection. And better yet he’s doing better at school, much more polite and very submissive. And so we decided that it was best to take away your lumps as well."

"We're going to castrate you just like I did to my brother! LOL! You're going to have to go to school with a high pitched voice and the girls will know you don't have balls! LOL!" squealed Alice.

Josh leaned forward and kissed his mother's foot over and over. "Please mom, don't take my balls! Please don't crush my balls!" Kiss kiss kiss. "I promise it will never happen again."

"Stop being a baby about it, Josh," said his mom," stand up like a man while you still ARE a man. It's JUST your balls!" 

"But you can't! They're my balls! I need them!" 

Sandy pouted at her son in sympathy, as did Aunt Laura and Alice. Josh saw what looked like genuine concern and pity in her eyes and hope began to spring in his heart so he went on. "Mom, my balls. I need my balls."

"I know baby," she cooed in return.

"They make me a man. They make it so I can have kids and sex." Sandy nodded her head in agreement, her lips still pouting. "They will make me big and strong. They make me a man. Please, mommy, please, I want to be a man. Please don't crush my balls, mommy." Josh was weeping openly, trying everything he could think of to reach his mother's heart.

Sandy for her part seemed really touched by her son's pleas for his manhood, as did Alice and Laura. And then her motherly expression was gone and Josh saw hope fade as she rolled her eyes and looked disgusted. "Really? Mommy I want to be a man? A real man doesn't beg for his balls, son." And then she kicked Josh right in the balls with her instep, dropping him like a sack of potatoes as she broke into laughter with her sister and niece.

"I want to have kids," mocked Alice.

"I want to have sex," added Aunt Laura.

"Please don't crush my balls, mommy!" laughed Sandy. "Get him on the rack and let's have some fun. After all, it's Mother's Day!"

With the fight taken out of him by his mother's foot, Josh was easily stripped of all his clothes and strapped in place on the rack. 

And now his torture started in earnest. His mother walked up to him first. "Since I gave you birth, it's only right I should go first tonight." And then she kicked him square in the balls with the toe of her shoe causing him to retch. "That looked like it hurt! LOL!"

"My turn!" yelled Alice. She skipped up to her cousin and casually punted him in the nuts with the toe of her pink platform, causing him to dry heave yet again.

"I guess it's auntie's turn to scramble these eggs." And then his own aunt kicked him in the gonads with the metal cap of her shoe making Josh's voice rise a few octaves. "I think I knocked something loose there!"

"I never knew my son had such a lovely voice! Let's see if I can give him some singing lessons." CRUNCH! Another kick and his voice DID go higher pitched. “Wonderful singing Joshy! I believe you have got a chance at singing soprano, a real castrato!”

For the next 30 minutes, his female relatives took turns kicking and kneeing his balls. Josh was only half conscious by the end when his mother came up to him and slapped him lightly across the face gently a few times. "Wakey wakey Joshy." Josh only mumbled incoherently. "I know what will get his attention," smiled Sandy. She slipped off her shoe, which by now was quite smelly with her sweat, and held it over her son's nose. After several deep breaths, his body started to respond and his dick grew. Maybe it was his mother's shoe, maybe it was just time, but he eventually came fully aware and then his panic began to rise again and his dick to wilt, and struggled futilely against his bonds.

"Ha! Did you see his little dick get hard from smelling your shoe?" laughed Alice.

"Your boy sure does love feet!" said Aunt Laura.

"Boys are so easy to control. Their balls do all the thinking," said Sandy in disgust as she returned her shoe to her foot. 

"Please don't do this!" Josh scrambled for the words that would stop his mother, aunt and cousin from scrambling his balls. Instead, Alice kicked him in the balls one more time and then they released him from the rack. 

"Let's get my nephew in the device." They placed him on the table and just like last time his mother squished his balls through the hole in the metal plate that hung above his body and like a bad rerun, she once again took her place over her son.

"You're my mother, please mom don't castrate me! If you do, you...you...you won't have any more balls to kick! Alice, you won't be able to kick my balls anymore! You like that right? Kicking my balls? The funny faces I make? The squealing I make? Auntie, who will babysit for you? I won't be any good to you without my nuts! Mom...I'm your son...please don't do this." Josh was weeping like a baby.

"Pffft! Yeah, RIGHT!!!!" laughed Alice. Then Sandy and Laura broke down into fits of laughter as well. 

"This May sound surprising to you Josh, but you’re baby-makers aren’t that special. After we’re finished with you, we still have my son Mark for us to rack and babysit Alice." said his Aunt Laura referring to her middle child that Alice had almost half castrated last Christmas.

"I tell you what, Josh," said his mom, "if you can show me you're a real man and that YOU are the one in control, not your balls, then you can keep them."

Sandy then pulled her stocking-clad foot out of her shoe and started to rub her son's shaft with the ball of her foot. She didn't say anything, just rubbed softly back and forth. Josh's balls started to betray him as his prick hardened under his mother's foot, the same foot that would shortly take his balls if he couldn't keep from cumming. 

Sandy worked her son's dick like an expert and saw his look of terror soften and his eyes glaze over with his impending orgasm. Josh knew he was lost, knew his first orgasm as the hands (or feet) of a woman would be his last. And as the panic and fear started to come back he realized his arousal was dwindling. His fear of losing his balls made his dick start to shrink and finally go limp despite his mother's gentle tugging and the exquisite feel of the stocking.

Shocked, Sandy returned her foot to her shoe. Laura whistled. "Wow! I thought for sure he was going to bust a nut!"

"Bust a nut! Bust a nut! Let's bust his nuts!" clapped Alice.

Josh whimpered and looked from Alice to his mother, who was smiling evilly. "But...but you said if I could control myself you'd let me keep them. I didn't cum...I didn't cum."

"Well then that's a shame because you won't ever have another opportunity to cum again," said Sandy in a cold matter-of-fact tone.

"But I'm a virgin," he said hoarsely.

"Then it's an even bigger shame that you didn't orgasm under my foot. Awww, too bad, son."

Sandy raised her foot high over her son's ballsack. "Just like last time, twenty bucks I can pop them both with one stomp?"

"You're on!" said Laura.

"I didn't cum...I didn't cum..." Josh just kept repeating weakly.

"Happy Mother's Day to me!" And with that Sandy slammed her foot down and Josh screamed like a wounded animal. And then just like before nothing. No pain, no rupture. All he heard was the soft chuckles of his family and when he looked down his mother's foot was resting next to his balls but he still had two balls. Two round lumps of his symbol as a man, intact and safe. He started to breathe again and relax and he looked up into his mother's eyes and he held his breath again. His mother slowly lifted her foot again and his bottom lip started to quiver.

"Sorry, son...not this time. Bye-bye balls." And this time the sole of her shoe didn't miss.

POP! POP!

Josh let loose a silent scream, almost like it would be a sin to ruin this moment for his family. Sandy ground the mush that was previously her son's gonads as she twisted her foot back and forth like she was putting out a cigarette butt, when in reality she was putting out her son's manhood. The last thing Josh saw as he blacked out was the satisfied smile on his mother's face.