Ballbusting Highschool

Ballbusting Highschool, by iwasafraidofthis

After the inauguration of the first female President, Jessica Hawthorne, the entire education system had been overhauled. Even during her campaigns, Hawthorne was extremely vocal about controlling the inherently sexual nature of male teenagers and instilling within them a healthy fear and respect for women.

Under this cause, an overwhelming number of women rallied to her cause and Hawthorne ended up winning with a landslide victory. Her first action as President? Enacting an executive order mandating that from this point on, testicular punishment of males at the hands of the wronged woman was legal and in fact encouraged. There would be no repercussions to any testicular punishment done by women to men as long as they had a valid reason. This order quickly became known by many as the BBO, or the Ballbusting Order. And thus, the reign of the Ballbusting President began.

"Remember girls, kick first, then ask questions. If you believe you have been wronged, you are in the right to enact whatever punishment you deem necessary for the grievances done to you." Miss Cox said with a ghost of a smile on her face, "Afterwards if there are any disputes, the administration will review the situation and handle things accordingly."

The girls in the class nervously giggled, unsure how to respond. After all, this was all brand new to them. Many of them had never been intimate with a boy before and some even learned for the first time today that boys were terribly sensitive down there.

Sensing that she was losing the kids' attention, Miss Cox forged ahead, "And boys, you will accept any testicular punishment that a girl gives you without question, even if you feel that you did nothing wrong. If you truly feel that your punishment was not justified, you may take it up to the administration. If you decide to take matters into your own hands, you will be punished by the administration for insubordination even if it is decided that your initial punishment was not deserved. And trust me, you will wish that you had just taken the girl's punishment." 

With a final smile, Miss Cox called out to her class just as the bell rang, "Don't forget boys, all of you will be called out during your English classes throughout the day to attend the Zapper me-- I mean, the Hormone Assessment Device meeting. Have a great rest of your day!"

One by one, the students all filed out, wondering what in the world had happened overnight. As the students entered the hall, already the sounds of boys groaning and yelping filled the hall. 

"Did you just stare at my breasts?" an older-looking blond girl with sizable tits yelled at a smaller male student.

"N-no, I wasn't I swear I-" the boy stammered out before the girl swung her leg between his legs and he crumpled to the ground.

Boys nearby scurried away before they also fell victim to such an incident. Girls who were watching laughed and pointed at the boy on the ground holding his balls.

With a triumphant smile, the blond girl stalked closer to where he fell and shoved his hands away with a kick of her foot and slammed her heel into his groin and twisted her foot. The boy, crying out in agony, tried to scramble out from under her heel, but several girls that were in the crowd grabbed a hold of him and made sure he stayed put. With what strength he had left, the boy reached out towards a teacher who happened to be walking by, but when she noticed the spectacle, she called out to the blond girl, "Show him what boys deserve! We need to fix their filthy minds!"

Hearing this, the blond girl put more and more pressure on the boy's balls until she was practically standing completely on them. The boy's screams had reached a piercing note before it died out and he fell unconscious. Finally satisfied, the blond girl gave one last stomp before walking away with a group of her friends.

"Did he actually look at your boobs, Jennifer?" a girl whispered.

"I don't think so. Does it matter? I just wanted to see how far I could take it!" Jennifer said with a snort, "I mean, I don't need to be told twice I can kick guys in the nuts, you know?"

Seeing this scene unfold, Jason hurried to his next class, lest he be next.

When he entered his second period class, Jason quickly beelined to his seat and sat down. The less interactions he had, the less he would offend a girl, and the safer he would be. 

"Okay guys, I originally had a grammar exercise planned today, but I'm sure you've all heard from your homeroom teachers, that the boys will have their HAD meetings today. Girls are not required to attend but are allowed to go if they want," Miss Allinson, Jason's English teacher said after the bell quieted, "In a little bit, Mrs. Jensen from the office will come by our classroom to take the boys and any girls that wish to join to the gym for the meeting so for now you can sit tight and relax. This might be the last chance to do so for you boys," she remarked with a knowing giggle. 

At this, Jason leaned back in his chair and pulled his hood over his head. He had gone to sleep late the previous night so he might as well catch up on some sleep now.

"Did I say you could sleep?" Miss Allinson's voice suddenly called out, jolting Jason awake.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to doze off," Jason mumbled, still a bit groggy. 

"Sorry isn't gonna cut it. Come up front, Jason. You know you're not supposed to sleep right now. Class, I will not be tolerating such blatant disrespect any longer and will be meting out punishment as I see fit. Jason, you'll be the first. I hope there will be no more following him."

Jason timidly walked up to the front of the classroom and stood near Miss Allinson's desk.

"Take off your clothes, Jason," Miss Allinson said, calmly.

Every student's eyes in the class were wide. "What?" Jason asked, unsure if he had heard her correctly.

"Unzip your pants. Take everything off. Come on, we don't have all day," she repeated.

Jason hesitated. Was she allowed to make me do this?

Tired of his noncompliance, Miss Allinson grabbed Jason's balls through his pants and squeezed until his knees buckled and he dropped to the ground. Still, Miss Allinson kept her hand at the same level it had been so that much of Jason's weight was being supported by just his balls. Crying out in pain, Jason hastily unzipped his jeans and pulled them down.

"The rest of your clothes too. No complaining unless you want a repeat of what you just felt," said Miss Allinson as she released her grasp on his package. 

Jason glanced around the classroom and his eyes met Helen's. He'd has a crush on Helen since freshman year, but he had never acted on it. He was planning on asking her to Homecoming this year, but was still in the process of planning. He had always been afraid that she did not see him the same way that he saw her, but now he did not have to worry because he had a clear answer. Helen's face was lit up with a smirk and she was barely suppressing giggles at his predicament. Red faced, Jason moved to cover himself.

"Ah, ah, ah, no covering. And why is your underwear still on?" Miss Allinson said as her hand shot out in a deft movement and pulled his underwear down, "Let's have a mini anatomy lesson while we're at it class. Come on, ask any questions you have about the male genitalia."

Helen raised her hand and when called on she asked, "Miss Allinson, are all penises that size? I'd always imagined them larger." Helen's smile grew even more as she anticipated a response.

"That's a great question, Helen. No, not all penises are this small. It looks like Jason here hasn't really grown fully yet, altough usually the length of the penis by high school age is usually the length of the penis for life. There are definitely bigger penises than his," Miss Allinson said with a grin, "I can, however, make his penis grow a little bit."

Miss Allinson reached over and began to rub his dick slowly until it began to become erect. The girls in his class began to giggle and whisper with each other.

"Well, it didn't grow as much as I had expected. I did say little, after all." Miss Allinson said, much to Jason's chagrin, "How many of you girls have never kicked a boy in the balls before?"

About 17 hands went up in the air, Helen's one of them. 

"Alright then, you girls come on up. We can make this into a teaching moment. Now line up in front of Jason, and all of you can kick him several times each," said Miss Allinson, grabbing Jason's arms and holding them together behind him.

First up was Helen who eagerly looked straight into Jason's eyes and whispered, "I hope this hurts," before slamming her foot into Jason's groin. Her foot hit both balls evenly and Jason began to fall. Putting her arms below his arms to support him from the front, Helen pulled him closer to her then pumped her knee up into his groin, getting both balls again, but this time with her kneecap.

Pain exploded in Jason's balls and he was unable to continue standing. Just as Helen was getting another kick in while he was lying on the ground, Mrs. Jensen walked in with a stack of papers in her arms. 

"Goodmorning class! Let's get- oh, am I interrupting something?" Mrs. Jensen said, glancing at Miss Allinson.

"Oh, no, I was just teaching some of the girls who've never kicked a guy before how to do it. Jason kindly volunteered," said Miss Allinson with a chuckle, "We're ready to go, though, if it's time."

"Yes, I hate to break this learning experience up, but we are pretty short on time so we must get going. No, you don't need to put your pants back on, dear. You'll need to take it off for us to put the HAD on you anyway. Come along now!"

The students of the class all filed out after Mrs. Jensen except for Jason. Mrs. Jensen had Jason lead the line to the gym and occasionally she'd step too high and get him in the nuts from behind. As the procession neared the gym, they began to hear screams getting louder and louder and they became more and more nervous. 

"Try to ignore the noise, boys. Installation won't hurt. That much. It's what comes after you want to worry about," she said with a laugh.

When they got to the gym, Mrs. Jensen held the door open and the boys and girls filed into the gym where the Hormone Assessment Device meeting would be held.

* * * *

 "Quickly now, the presentation is set to begin any second now!" Mrs. Jensen called out as she opened the door quickly, "accidentally" smacking Jason with it, pinning his left testicle between the door and his leg. "Oops, so sorry about that, dear! Go ahead now."

Clutching his left nut in pain, Jason led the class into the auditorium. Just as they started to enter, they saw another class leaving through a different exit. From the short glimpse he had of the boys in that class, Jason noticed the uncomfortable looks on their faces. By now, his mind was whirring so fast trying to figure everything out that his nudity was all but forgotten.

"Boys, sit in the front rows please! Girls, please sit further back, the first few rows are in the splash zone!" a blonde girl said from the front of the large room, clipboard in hand. She seemed rather bored, perhaps because she had been helping out with this event all day so the initial thrill of the novelty had worn off by now. However, when she saw Jason among the crowd of students, her eyes lit up like Christmas lights.

Splash zone? What the hell does that mean?

Jason immediately groaned. It was Veronica, his ex-girlfriend from sophomore year. They had only gone out for 5 months and they hadn't even gone that far, but the breakup had been bad. Jason might have been messing around with another girl while going out with Veronica, but it was nothing serious. He had meant to text the other girl but had accidentally messaged Veronica instead, blowing his cover instantly. He hadn't been keeping tabs on her or anything, but he knew that she was an office aid this year. That's probably why she was here.

Veronica jumped off the podium at the front of the auditorium and bounded up the stairs to reach Jason. She cast a critical eye over Jason's body, pausing for a noticeable amount of time at his meager offerings down below.

"Hey Ver, long time no see." Jason mumbled, hoping she would just walk past him ignoring his nakedness.

"Well well well, if it isn't Jason, you fucking cheater. You know I was so mad at you for the longest time because I was hurt that you were diddling around with another girl when you wouldn't even do that stuff with me, but seeing your pencil dick now I'm actually kinda glad I didn't have to bother with you after all." she smirked, holding up two fingers to his penis as if to measure it. "Tsk tsk, I couldn't have been pleased by something I couldn't feel I guess. Maybe it was for the best. Still, I'm gonna enjoy the hell out of what I'm about to do to your balls."

"What you're going to do to my... balls?" Jason croaked out, his mouth dry in fear of what was to come.

"Oh wow, you haven't heard yet? That sucks. Well, I won't spoil the surprise for you, but let's just say President Smith has thought of the best way to get all y'all horny boy minds out of the gutter. It's fucking amazing. You'll love it."

With a painful flick to the left side of his ballsack that left Jason reeling in pain, she skipped back down the stairs and climbed onto the podium intentionally swaying her ass seductively to tease Jason.

 When everyone was finally seated, a woman came out from behind the curtains and introduced herself.

 "Hello boys and girls! I'm the new nurse at school. You can call me Miss Phelps! I'm sure some of you are wondering what happened to the old nurse that was here before me. Long story short, it was discovered that he would intentionally call female students up to his office and have them strip under the guise of a medical checkup. Thankfully he was found out and he's been taken into custody by the Bureau of Underage Sexualization Task-force or BUST for short. It's a new federal bureau founded by President Smith. He's probably been castrated by now or something, I'm not sure. I hear they've started cutting men's dicks off but leaving their balls intact so that they can be punished by teasing them endlessly but literally having no way to get them off. Forever blue balls! How wonderful is that?"

The boys just stared at her in horror as the girls chattered amongst themselves behind them. Jason could hear clear interest in the conversations going on in the back.

"Anyway, sorry for rambling on and on! That's on me. Let's get back to the topic at hand. Like I said, I'm Nurse Phelps and today we are going to be installing HADs on all the boys in the school! Don't worry, every single male in the nation is undergoing this exact thing so no need to be embarrassed! The HAD or the Hormone Assessment Device does several things but I'll describe them to you in order of least fun to most fun. 

"First, the HAD checks for increase in blood flow in the groin area, particularly the penis. It will also detect the increase of hormones in the body. The HAD was specifically designed to fit snugly around the testicles and latch around the front. As part of the goal is to eliminate hormonal events in males before they get out of hand. While flaccid there should be no discomfort, but if you boys start getting naughty thoughts, you'll definitely feel the HAD discharging a small electric shock into the testicles to... convince... your penis to become flaccid once more. If that fails, the HAD will automatically increase the severity of the shock slowly over time until it detects that the blood flow and hormone levels have returned to what it considers acceptable. Theoretically speaking, there is no cap to how powerful the shock can be since all subjects so far have become flaccid before the shocks became too much.. Lastly, and most importantly, each HAD is paired through Bluetooth to a small remote with a number of buttons that allow various functionality with the HAD. There is even an app that you can install on your mobile device to pair your HAD with to emulate a remote!

"Now, don't worry. The HAD has been thoroughly tested to ensure that there are no malfunctions with its calculations. There have not been any issues where the HAD continues to increase the strength of the shock even though the subject has become flaccid, at least not for a while. In any case, the government has deemed the HAD safe enough to be used commercially so we don't need to worry about the nitty-gritty. Now we will move on to the demonstrations!"

That was a lot to take in. The boys, all with matching expressions of terror, sat still in their seats, unsure as to how to respond. Despite his fear of the whole situation, Jason couldn't help but get a little excited at the idea of some of the sexier students and teachers being able to control him in that matter and began to grow hard.

"Well, would you look at that! You, boy on the far right seat! You seem ready for a demonstration. You're even undressed already, how very kind of you! Come up here. No, no need to hide your erection, everyone can see it. I'm sure all the girls have already seen their fair share. Just come up with your hands by your sides."

Jason shakily went up to the podium, constantly trying to cover his boyhood only to be told not to.

"What's your name honey?" Nurse Phelps asked in a kind, if a little bit condescending voice.

"I—I'm Ja—Jason." he stuttered out.

"Aw, everyone say hi to Ja—Jason! He's so brave to have volunteered. He even raised his hand when I mentioned demonstrations! Well, he raised something at least. Veronica dear, could you grab a HAD and come help me install it please?"

Veronica nodded and quickly ran to grab one from a box on a table nearby.

"Which size should I grab?" she asked, already having a pretty good idea of what size HAD Jason would fit into.

The nurse peered at Jason's genitals, studying it like she would a helpless animal in a cage. She placed several fingers alongside Jason's testicles and spaced her thumb and index finger out to what she estimated might be his flaccid size.

"Bring a size small, will you?" she said after much deliberation. "Actually, make that an extra small. I think that'll be alright. And if not, we can just sort of squish them in there."

With a smile, Veronica grabbed the correct HAD with a matching remote and brought it over.

All of this talk about hurting his balls was really getting to Jason's head and his dick grew just a bit more, measuring just short of three inches, the length that he knew he was.

"Alrighty, now all we have to do is fit the HAD onto your balls from underneath. I think your balls are just a little bit too big for the extra small. Congrats! But... I'm thinking that maybe the extra discomfort will help discourage any erections from the get go which is our ultimate goal so..." the nurse said as she began to press his testicles through the small device, stabbing hard with her thumbs to mush them into place. 

"Okay, there we go. They're in there at least. Veronica, please activate the HAD to the first pain setting. Oh speaking of pain settings, I'll be explaining to all of you shortly with Jason after the HAD has been installed fully!"

Veronica pressed a button on the remote and instantly Jason cried out in agony as his legs gave out from underneath him and his testicles lit up with electricity. The girls in the crowd cheered at the obvious pain Jason was in and all Jason could do was sink to the floor, grabbing his testicles.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Veronica cried out, "I accidentally pressed the button for level four instead of one! I'm still getting used to the controls."

Nurse Phelps laughed and shook her hands in a calming gesture. "It's quite alright, I know the buttons are sometimes confusing. I'm sure Jason didn't mind. Right, Jason? You didn't mind?"

All Jason could do was groan through his teeth as the pain finally subsided after five seconds that felt like an eternity. Even after the shock ended, the pain lingered and his testicles were still ginger.

"Regardless, that shock had the desired effect! Look everyone, his penis is now soft. This is how we get accurate blood and hormonal readings.

 For now. At this time we will calibrate your CAD to your body's specific norm. It is common for boys to feel pleasure at this part of the procedure as low levels of electricity are discharged into your genitals in a non-painful way. In any case, ejaculation happens almost always. Feel free to enjoy this moment!"

She had Veronica press a small button on the back of the remote and immediately Jason felt a low current passing through his genitals. It was almost like a vibration. Soon enough, he began to feel closer and closer to orgasm, his penis growing harder despite the studs inside the cage causing him significant pain. The HAD hummed quietly as the current grew just a bit stronger bring Jason closer and closer to release until he was right at the precipice of orgasm. With a final jolt, Jason was sent past the point of no return right as the HAD turned off. With no stimulation after his ejaculation began, Jason was left frantically trying to stimulate his penis as the pleasurable peak of orgasm faded away. Viscous white liquid dribbled out of his cock and Jason groaned in frustration at his ruined orgasm.

Realizing what had just happened, Nurse Phelps gave him a small pity smile. "Aw, so sorry about that, bud. Things happen. You're not the first. But, now that you at least came hopefully your balls feel lighter! Now let's explain the different punishment settings on the remote! Veronica, please lead this demonstration."

Veronica had also seen the look on Jason's face and seen his cum dribble on the floor and had put two and two together. She walked over to Jason with a grin and leaned towards his ear.

"Sucks that you didn't get to feel good. I'm definitely gonna be getting off to this tonight. By the way, I heard that boys' balls are dozens of times more sensitive after cumming so I hope you're ready for this next demonstration.

"Alright, hey guys. I'm Veronica. Right now I'm going to be showing you what each button on the remote that comes with the HAD does. So you already saw the calibration button on the back that only works once and then is forever locked. 

"On the front, there are six buttons for different levels of electricity that emulate different sensations. The first button is the lowest pain level. If I press that button, it will make Jason feel like someone lightly tapped his balls. It's meant to give him a quick jolt to grab his attention, but not be a lasting feeling." she said as she pressed the button causing Jason to yelp and jump.

"The second button is the next level. When pressed, it will make Jason feel like he was kneed relatively lightly. It will probably make him bend over and the pain is going to last for five or so minutes." she explained, pressing the second button. Jason wobbled and nearly fell, but he managed to stand his ground. However, he coughed and grabbed his balls through the HAD in pain.

"The third button raises the pain and creates a sensation like a moderate kick. It's like if Jason was standing on a balance beam and slipped and fell on his balls like an idiot. It's gonna hurt a lot and make him fold over for like ten minutes and he'll feel the pain for like an hour." she smiled as she pressed the button this time, causing Jason to scream and fall to his knees in agony.

"The fourth button increases the electricity a little bit more and is going to feel like a hard kick to the nuts. Imagine if Jason's nutsack was a soccer ball and that the HAD was a player kicked the ball as hard as she could across the field. That's what it's going to feel like. It's like pretty bad. He'll probably be on the ground for at least half an hour, maybe longer and he's definitely gonna feel this for the next few days." she giggled as she jammed her thumb down on the button. Jason immediately crumpled to the ground without a sound, just grabbing at his balls to soothe them to no avail.

"The fifth button is what I like to call the "golf club hit" because that's what it feels like. Imagine a golfer wants to make a hole-in-one for like a five-par hole. That hole is super far away but she thinks she can make up for the distance by just swinging super hard and hitting the ball as powerfully as she can. That's the fifth button. Most of the guys that we've used it on today got knocked out, which I guess is a blessing cause you can't feel it when you're unconscious. Either way, you're gonna feel this one for at least a week Jason!" she punctuated that sentence with an eager jab at the fifth button. Inconceivable, immeasurable pain cascaded down onto Jason's balls. He began to scream louder and louder and higher and higher until his voice cracked and all he was doing was shrieking at the top of his lungs. He began to thrash about on the ground, grabbing at the cage around his balls as hard as he could. 

"Well, I guess Jason isn't one of the lucky few!" Veronica remarked while laughing. The rest of the girls in the audience quickly joined in.

While Jason was still writhing on the ground, Veronica continued. "The final button is my least favorite button and it's the pleasure one. It sends a special current calibrated to each boy's balls that will make them reach orgasm within a few minutes of use. This button is only to be used sparingly and only if a boy does a really, really great thing. As such, I will not be pressing it right now. Oh! I almost forgot. All of these buttons can be pressed once to last about 5-10 seconds or they can be held down indefinitely! So for example, I can hold down the second button for as long as I want and it'll be like I've got a tight grip on his balls!"

She slammed down on the second button and held it there, adding to the pain of the fifth button that still wracked Jason's body. Thirty minutes passed before Jason was able to even remotely control himself again.

As Jason stumbled back to his seat, Nurse Phelps began to speak. "Before we call up the next boy, I'd just like to say that all of your teachers will have a remote paired with your HAD so you better not act up in class! There is also a copy of every boy's HAD remote as a backup in the office just in case something goes wrong and they become needed. Lastly, two HAD remotes will be sent home with you to be given to your mothers to do with as they wish. I know some mothers have decided to carry a remote in their purse, inside a case of course so that the buttons aren't constantly being mashed, and the second remote being given to their daughter to use if they feel their brother has stepped out of line. Now, next boy, please!

* * * *

After assembly day, school had been crazy. The halls were still rife with girls antagonizing boys and their testicles over their various "crimes" so no boy was ever truly safe. 

Although the procedure to install the HAD was quite painful, once they were equipped to every boy's genitals, it presented their balls for the girls' kicks, knees and squeezes.

Precisely twenty-three days after the assembly, a new mobile application was released into the app stores of various smartphones. Here's the thing. Each HAD was paired to its remote(s) over Bluetooth when within range and over WiFi for long distances. The problem is, because the first-generation HADs were so rushed in development, they had virtually zero security systems in place to prevent third-party access to the devices—it had been completely overlooked. Furthermore, these first-generation HADs (prototypes, really) had already cost the school district hundreds of thousands of dollars to acquire so they were in no position to be purchasing the HAD 2.0 series that patched the security issues. They just had to hope nobody found out about the problem. Naturally, everybody did.