Tom Learns from Jennifer

 Tom Learns from Jennifer, By BB

Mandy did not see Jennifer and Tom fight the next day as Jennifer had promised, so she never knew if they had fought that the day after watching her brutalize Greg in her fight with him. She had fantasized about the fight that Jennifer and Tom might have had, had they let her watch, but it was not the same as being there.

The thought of the two adults going at it in a no holds barred physical contest melted her insides as she envisioned Jennifer dominating Tom in a fight until he pleaded for mercy as Greg and other boys had done under her youthful punishment. When she thought about it she realized she had not seen them much at all since that day when Greg had crawled from her victorious field of battle holding his balls in agony as he moaned in humiliated and very pained defeat. It had not been the last time for him either.

On occasion, she saw the comings and goings of Jennifer and Tom, but almost always separately and her parents had let slip in their conversations that the young couple next door might be having a few problems in their now one year marriage. At night she had heard their occasional shoutings and some thumps and muffled cries of pain from next door, but those few times merely fueled her curiosity and imaginings.

It was nearly the anniversary of Mandy's first ball stomping defeat of Greg when Jennifer saw Mandy outside as she came home from work and waved to her. On the occasions Mandy saw Jennifer she was always struck by how beautiful she thought Jennifer was and sophisticated in her striking business suits. About 27 and 5'6" in height Jennifer was entering her span of peak years of maturity and beauty. She was four years older than her husband Tom and believed that might be part of her problem with him. Jennifer's finely shaped feminine, but muscular taut legs were her best feature in Mandy's opinion, although as Mandy's Dad had observed and stated when his wife wasn't present, 'That Jennifer is quite a package." meaning he liked all of her features. Slender and graceful with a well but not overly endowed bust, Jennifer exuded a confident elegance and sexuality in her manner. While elegant and graceful, her appearance was one of well-toned muscular power as well. Her confident stride and purposeful manner made it clear that she would not be deterred in her objectives and any one in her way would have regrets when she finished with him. Mandy knew she would not want to tangle with her.

"Mandy, come on over," Jennifer called to Mandy as their eyes met while Jennifer was heading into her house. Mandy responded by breaking into a large smile and skipping over to Jennifer's drive, her well shaped bare legs flashing attractively in the sunlight. "Remember last year when I said I would invite you over to watch Tom and I fight after you crushed that bully Greg?"

"Yes, I remember, but you never did call me. Did you have a fight and did you win?" Mandy asked with an expectant gleam in her eyes.

"No, we didn't that next night, but we have had some run-in's recently. That's the reason I called you over. I'm tired of him and the way he acts like such a spoiled child anymore. I'm calling a showdown tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it. I want to really make him hurt. Really hurt where it will count. You know what I mean," Jennifer said looking Mandy straight in the eye with a cruel glint.

"I know what you mean," Mandy smiled in reply pantomiming with her attractive adolescent leg a knee being driven into a groin.

"Good girl, you've got the picture, only if I have my way, there will be a lot more than just a knee and it will be my pleasure to do it to him too. He has really grown insufferable and obstinate. I would like someone here to watch me humiliate him. He is petty and thinks he is just too tough. He doesn't know the meaning. I want to make him pay for this past year and pay for it into the future." Just hearing Jennifer's voice state her desire to crush her husband left Mandy feeling slightly weakened with excitement as she imagined Jennifer doing to Tom what she had done to Greg several times since the first time.

Jennifer continued, "I overheard your folks yesterday saying the family was going to the lake this weekend. I know it is a holiday week end and most of the neighborhood will be gone, which is going to be perfect for me, but would your parents let you come over instead while they are at the lake? Would you mind staying? I think you might get to see more fun that you would have at the lake. Don't tell them what it is about though, I don't think they would like that, although I don't think your mother minds you hurting boys they way you do. By the way, it is very exciting to watch you physically master those boys. Would you like to watch me beat Tom? I would really like to have you watching. I want to return the exciting favor you gave me last year. You could bring one of those other pretty girls that you run around with if you like."

Mandy's response was an instant "Yes!! Don't worry about Mom; she'll let me stay here with you. In fact, she frequently says she wishes I would grow up to be more like you. This will be perfect! Besides, it would surprise you if I told you some of the things about my Mom. I think you might like them."

"Come about 3:00 o'clock" Jennifer said closing the conversation with a satisfied smile and a shiver of anticipation. Mandy arrived a few minutes ahead of 3:00 p.m. and brought her friend Anne with her. Both were very excited since Mandy had explained to Anne what had transpired the day before. The neighborhood was empty and quiet since there had been a block party which the neighbors had agreed to move to the local lake. Anne's family, who lived several blocks away, had gone to visit relatives and had reluctantly allowed her to go with Mandy and avoid the family outing. Mandy's mother had asked only a few questions and then allowed her daughter to stay. When the girls opened the gate walked into the tall fenced back yard where they had heard sounds of heated conversation, Jennifer saw them and waved them in.

"What are they doing here?" Tom had asked surprised and sullenly.

"I invited them to watch me bust you up," Jennifer responded assertively.

"Fine by me, only they are going to learn their place from the lesson I'll be teaching you," Tom stated toughly.

"I'm ready whenever you are," Jennifer said.

"Girls go ahead and take those two ring side seats," Jennifer said pointing to two lawn chairs. Tom knew all too well the power of his maturing wife. Since the episode where Jennifer had brought him off with her hand while they both watched Mandy humiliate her brother in a fight with the final crushing kicks to his balls, he and Jennifer had "tussled" more than once in the ensuing weeks, but then things had changed gradually between them to a point of underlying but mutual anger towards each other. During those earlier "tussles" he had held his own even while holding back and letting Jennifer sometimes overcome him, in his own mind, but the tussles had never gotten really serious. A few times he had taken a bared knee in the balls when the tussling became a bit rambunctious, but never too hard and they were always accidental according to Jennifer and they would eventually move on to other adult activities in which he assumed the dominant role. In a real struggle, he knew she would be no match for him and had decided now, since she was forcing the issue, that he would teach her a lesson she would not forget. He might make it so that she wouldn't be able to forget it.

He had resisted her arguments at first, but as she had challenged his manhood he felt he had reached sufficient grounds to teach her a lesson. And after the first lesson, he vowed to bully her every chance he got. While the two adolescent girls were well shaped for their age, they eyed Jennifer Martin with a certain envy as she stood in her aggressive pose facing her husband Tom.

The girls themselves had nothing to be ashamed of and were just in the early stages of maturing into what would be ravagingly attractive women. For their ages they were knockouts in themselves. Jennifer Martin was wearing a sports type bikini of which the bottom was cut to accentuate her well shaped legs making them appear long enough to kick out and touch the moon. The top firmly held her breasts in place with the nipples pointing aggressively into the fabric displaying them clearly. Jennifer's long luxuriant hair was pulled back and tied into an unbraided ponytail by a forest green elastic hair band. Mandy noted she was also wearing black shoes with a strap to hold it firmly to her foot that Mandy's mother had often called Mary Janes. They appeared delicate and yet looked as though attached to a woman that knew how to use her feet and legs would create a lot of damage to a man, in about any place she would choose to strike. Firm rounded toe and low broad hard heel which clacked when it struck a hard surface made Mandy warm inside when she thought of the hurt she could cause her brother or any other boys when kicking their face, stomach and best of all their nuts with shoes like those. Those shoes meant business and Mandy felt a tingle in her own groin as she envisioned what those shoes behind well-placed kicks might do to Jennifer's man.

Still the girls weren't certain. Even though only twenty-two, Tom was not a boy and even though Mrs. Martin seemed to be vibrating with emotional energy, Tom appeared a formidable opponent with his broad chest, hard stomach and muscular legs. In his own eye he had a mean glint as he stared with insolent confidence at his wife. The girls whispered to one another that they would be prepared to help break his balls if he started getting the better of Mrs. Martin. Who said a fight had to be fair?

Watching the anger in her eyes, Tom was sure her first strike would be into his nutsack and he positioned himself for defense of his jewels. Jennifer was confident of her win and knew Tom might get in a punch or two but in her own mind the outcome and agony she would inflict on Tom were as good as a sure bet. At this stage of the fight, each envisioned themselves as victors.

Mandy and Anne watched while Tom and Jennifer circled each other cautiously, Tom's larger frame blotting out Jennifer from the watching girls view each time as they maneuverer in circles. Finally Tom's patience for waiting for the most desirable opening wore thin and he approached Jennifer in a crouch with left arm and hand lowed to protect his balls with the intent to bowl her over. The lowered arm and hand were all Jennifer needed and in the last three feet of his approach she sprung from her low defensive position into a devastatingly powerful spinning circle in which her well shaped right leg extended itself with her right foot crushing into the side of Tom's head. The heel of the Mary Jane gave a forceful crack and Tom's body fell hard on his right side with him too stunned to utter a sound.

She was serious, his spinning head told him, but it was too late and his head hurt too much to take a defensive action as she crowded towards him drawing her foot back and striking the toe of her Mary Jane into his exposed throat. If he had wanted to say anything before he couldn't now other than to moan or scream out - intelligible words could not make it past the pain of his kicked windpipe. This forceful kick had laid him out and back on the thick grass with the pain from her powerful kick involuntarily convulsing him into a position wrestlers refer to as a bridge, where head and neck and the feet keep the body elevated off the mat to avoid a pin. While useful in wrestling, it merely exposed his walnut sized balls and thick cock beneath his cotton shorts as the most desired target on Jennifer's wish list.

She thrilled at this early opportunity to kick into his nuts and knew it wouldn't last long -it would be only a second or two before he collapsed from this involuntary position of pain. Mandy and her friend Anne also recognized this opportunity which shouldn't be wasted. Only for a moment they feared that Jennifer would not come through with the blow to his nuts since he was her husband. Each girl observed excitedly that Tom's balls and cock were bigger than those of the boys they had witnessed before. They wondered silently if the bigger the balls the greater the pain.

Both shouted with demand in unison, "Kick his balls Mrs. Martin, kick his balls! Hurt him good! Please!" they begged and were satisfied as Jennifer favored them with a cruel glint in her eye and went into action.

Staring almost mesmerized by this opportunity at his nuts she whispered, "Beautiful." to herself at this wonderful opportunity to do Tom hurtful damage for the disinterest and pain she had experienced from him the past few months, and then without wasting a motion Jennifer glided forward closing the distance between where she stood and where her last powerful kick to the throat had landed Tom. She seized opportunity while it was available to her, planting her left foot firmly outside of his right hip while arcing her right leg and foot backwards and then in a single graceful motion forward brought her Mary Jane clad foot powerfully between the elevated vee created by his legs just as his agonized body reached it's involuntary arching apex from her last kick to his throat.

In this instant of his helpless pained state, Tom could only witness the inevitable through the welling tears of hurt in his eyes from her kick to his throat and head as her pretty leg accelerated toward his balls. The toe of her Mary Jane drove deep into the vee of his legs and punched his scrotum and balls deep into him leaving her with a pleasured and satisfied feeling especially as his body bucked with her strike and she heard the animal sound of his tortured scream from the agony she created in his balls. She felt his legs close involuntarily and powerfully from anguished pain against her right leg which was still placed deep in his crotch with her knowing that his pain was tremendous. His muscular thighs closing on her ankle only increased her sense of power and pleasured feeling knowing that his legs were drawn tight involuntarily by the monstrous hurt her kick had given to his balls and knowing his thighs were no match for hers even in his involuntary tortured state.

She wiggled her foot savagely scrambling his nuts, maintaining the pain at a crescendo level and then drew back forcefully bringing her knee up high enough to touch her breast and then delivered a tremendous stomp to his pain softened gut before the powerful contraction of his muscles pulled him into a fetal ball from her previous deep nut kick. His whoosh of air left him feeling the pain in his balls, but no air to even scream further in agony. He was silenced and gasping by her stomping. When Jennifer's powerful kick had connected with Tom's nutsack, she had shouted "Yes!" in exultation while the girls sitting in the lawn chairs watching with admiration at her power had leapt from their chairs and also shouted "Ohhhh Yesssss!" excitedly in delighted chorus.

Jennifer and the two watching girls were getting wet and fiery in their loins with Jennifer's easy triumph of Tom and the promise of more to come. Anne's hand had drifted lazily to between her slender silken thighs thinking it might be even easier to beat men than it had the boys she had humiliated but recognized that Jennifer was a full grown woman with powerful shapely calves, thighs, and ankles with a hardened belly and muscular arms like her own, only more matured. She thought forward with anticipated pleasure to a future when she would be busting a man's balls rather than a boys.

Mandy also felt the heated pleasure between her legs and wondered if her new idol, Jennifer, felt these same sensations. She vowed to ask her later. Jennifer and the two girls watched and listened in appreciation at Tom's agonized sounds of testicular torture. His gagging and retching sounds proved his pain and the stuttering cough was almost sweet music to Jennifer knowing what had caused it. Jennifer stood with her feet firmly planted apart a small distance away from Tom, her golden legs and abdomen gleaming in the afternoon sun. She was pleased and disappointed. Pleased that Tom was suffering deeply from her three powerful kicks which had happened more quickly and with spectacular early result much greater than she had expected and disappointed because he was not getting up. It was too soon to be over.

No way she thought to herself. He was going to suffer much more before the sun set today. She watched him try to rise twice but his pain kept him pulled to the ground, his groans of misery describing pain in his balls that kept the woman and girls entertained. Their desire for more action though eventually overcame their watchful pleasure and imaginings and they fervently hoped for Tom to rise again for another fall.

"My balls!" he choked out between panting gasps and whimpers of pain. "You've crushed my nuts Jen. Ohhhhhh, my nuts! I can't get up. It hurts too bad. You really racked me bad," he whimpered in defeat, the fight gone from him too soon. While he spoke he struggled to his knees, bending forward at the waist, both hands cupping his swelling and very aching testicles, choking gasps coming from him.

"Be a man!" Jennifer spoke down to the squirming form of her hurting husband. "We haven't even begun yet. If you don't get up I'll have Mandy and Anne help you up. I'll have them strip you and then you'll get a real going over. You have earned it," she threatened to the delight of the girls who immediately stood up to do her bidding anticipating creating some pain of their own on him, but Jennifer waved them back which was disappointing for them.

Tom almost appeared not to have heard, but in a few moments with his hands clutched to his balls he began to lever himself up at his waist to face her. He wasn't thinking clearly and while still on his knees he looked at Jennifer and since his throat was damaged from her kick, could only mouth the words which Jennifer and Mandy and Anne easily read from the movement of his lips, "You bitch."

Jennifer smiled in delighted fury. She had feared he might want to give up and crawl away, but this unwise and unheard remark, only mouthed due to the pain in his throat, would ensure a second round of torture for him and more. Mandy and Anne were expecting more immediate powerful kicks from Mrs. Martin's beautiful legs into Tom in retribution to his seen but unheard remark and were already rubbing their thighs together in excitement. They were hoping again for a combination which would expose his groin like before, but Jennifer surprised them by kneeling down face to face against her kneeling husband and grabbing his head and looking deep into the pain found within his eyes and said in a whisper, "I'm going to love hurting you even more. Thank you for calling me a bitch. It's going to make your suffering all the sweeter for me. I've really wanted this the past few months since you have been acting like such a jerk." and then she kissed him deep and long on his mouth and then rose while he was still kneeling and with her hands steadying and controlling his head, drew her knee back and slammed it full force into his face once, twice and then three times crushing his nose and leaving him senseless, but not so much that he removed his hands from his tortured nut sack from her one earlier kick to protect his face.

She was watching for his release of his balls to protect his face knowing that again with her superior position of upright dominance and he on his knees before her she could really do a job on his balls. In her minds eye she envisioned her foot sweeping back and then viciously forward toward his unprotected balls. He didn't leave his balls unprotected despite her brutal knees to his face though and she continued with her strategy. Grabbing his hair and ears tightly she forced his head back exposing his throat and she gave him a final right knee to the throat. Still, he protected his precious jewels even though he gagged horribly from her knee thrust to his neck. She switched to her left knee planting three more knees to his head and face before grabbing one of his arms and began pulling it back and forcing the tendons and ligaments to strain to the point of it being a useless offensive or defensive tool against her.

Despite his pain in face and balls, Tom struggled against her demanding pressure on his arm sensing her desire to expose his groin and the rest of his body to her powerful kicks again leaving him helpless to provide what little protection he could in his present state. Her pressure was relentless and eventually inch-by-inch he lost the battle for his arm and she had his arm behind him and twisted. This beginning pain as she twisted more was nothing like the agony remaining in his balls, but still he struggled hoping for her to weaken first.

She worked until having his arm where she wanted it, behind him and up while he knelt trying to stay upright, she then planted a powerful kick with her left Mary Jane into the middle of his back which punched him face down to the ground and increased her leverage on his arm until she twisted his ligaments and finished the usefulness of his arm off by stomping her right foot on his shoulder joint while she twisted and pulled, ultimately dislocating his arm. His cry was muffled by the grass which forced itself into his mouth as he screamed.

Momentarily he forgot about his balls in this wrenching torture. Jennifer dropped his now useless arm and it flopped to his side. Mandy and Anne on the chairs watching squirmed in delight at the renewed one-sided action. Tom's one hand lay beneath him cupping most of his ball sack. Jennifer thought only for a moment about leaving him one arm for defense, but quickly decided against it. This wasn't about mercy or fairness, it was about making good with her grudge and showing him who was boss. "Kicking him where it counted," as she had told Mandy. When she finished with him he would be changed and understand he was not to oppose her in anything. Her wish would be his command. No questions asked. If not, she realized she could have any man and beat them just as well.

Tom wasn't the only man, but probably the most hurting right now she thought and smiled with grim satisfaction. With this realization she went after his other arm, first by standing to one side of his prone and pained body and stomping down fiercely on his good shoulder softening him up while he still lay face down, like banging a jar rim on a counter until it loosened and the lid could be easily twisted off.

"Stomp his muscles to jelly!" Mandy yelled out excitedly with a cruel gleam in her eye. She had only seen the boys’ ball bags and cocks she had humiliated and she was anxious to see Tom's hoping Jennifer would not stop now. She knew Jennifer would be in absolute control of Tom's beating once she made his arms totally useless. There would be no question - not that there had been much to this point. In the future it was clear that Tom would no longer be calling the shots. She hoped Jennifer would strip him naked leaving his plums exposed for more abuse and so she could see them. She wondered with excited pleasure what her own small foot, fist and knee would feel like smashing against his nuts and shivered with enjoyment at the thought. Her hand, like Anne's drifted to between her thighs and she softly but firmly massaged her place of pleasure.

Jennifer gave several cruel kicks utilizing her fabulous legs and feet to strike devastating blow into Tom's ribs, side and hip until he cried out in anguish and tried to move himself up, but his damaged arm was too much hindrance and he succeeded only in helping Jennifer as she used the opportunity of his lift to rip his remaining good arm out to the side and then sat perpendicular to him down on the ground as he tried to pull his arm back with all his remaining strength while Jennifer pulled his arm out and then holding him firmly by the wrist with her two hands. With her long attractive legs she gave a brutal kick to the side of his head while pulling his arm and with her other foot and leg and stomped down underneath his arm. Each hit created different, but satisfying sounds of heel against flesh and cries of pain from her victim upon impact.

Jennifer continued to apply her shapely leg pressure at those points and pulled torturously on his arm towards the vee of her seated crotch created by her legs while gasps of pain escaped Tom's tortured throat. Tom fought hard to retain his arm from becoming a useless appendage under Jennifer's pressure and despite her tremendous effort was holding his own until Jennifer moved her left foot forcing his head almost from his neck back down to his tortured throat and reapplied the pressure cutting off the blood supply and oxygen to him until he weakened sufficiently for her to successfully wreak havoc without restraint on his remaining arm and then dancing up in triumph as both his arms lay uselessly beside him.

Eyeing him laying face down on his stomach with his useless arms beside him Jennifer prepared for her next acts of aggression. Jennifer ordered Tom to roll over, but in his pain he did not hear her or elected to ignore her. That was cool with her; she could accomplish her goal in more than one way. "Spread your legs Tom. Now!"

Tom did not do as he was ordered. Jennifer stood back and placed her foot forcefully between his resisting thighs twisting her foot towards nuts that his now useless arms would no longer allow his hands to protect. She looked forward to renewing the peak agony he would feel in his balls which she would create. She worked her foot towards his clenched legs with pleasure and determination. Her mouth opened slackly in anticipated pleasure and her eyes gleamed sensing his desperation in resisting and struggling against her intrusion between his legs. He was using all the exertion he could muster and pleading at the same time for her to stop which excited her to hear his begging for mercy. Now she was on a mission and would stop only when she had conquered him into complete submission.

She was winning and nearing her objective when in a last gesture of defiance Tom twisted his body as violently as possible in his condition with Jennifer's foot between his legs causing her to be off balance and fall down. Using her natural athletic abilities she made the fall almost seem planned and struck out strong and hard twice with the heel of her Mary Jane into the back of Tom's thighs causing them to numb and she easily pulled her other foot out from between his legs. With his legs still numbed and suffering from those blows, Jennifer scrambled and grabbed his ankles and twisted him over to his back and then with forceful strength pulled his legs apart, one to each side of her, and leaned forward folding his legs as much as they would go to the sides of his chest, like an accordion, fully exposing his genitals in their cotton cloth covering to the putting her face only a foot or so directly above his.

The eager eyes of Mandy and Anne anticipated the explosive strikes from Jennifer's knees. Jennifer looked deeply into Tom's eyes from her position of superiority and saw in his eyes fear and anguish as he understood what she intended to do to his jewels and he was helpless to stop it. He attempted to twist on his back but was helpless against her pressure. His movement caused one of his balls to escape from beneath the cloth covering making Anne and Mandy shiver in delight and wish for the rest of him to be exposed, but it didn't happen despite their highest hope. Jennifer was strategically positioned to do him damage if she wanted and they fervently hoped she wanted.

"I'm really going to hurt you now Tommy. Really hurt you - right where it counts most. It will give me the greatest pleasure you have ever given me. You've been a son of a bitch the last few months and it's going to cost you now. I'm wet now just thinking about what I am going to do next. You know what it is don't you? Prepare yourself," Jennifer said with languid pleasure in her voice, her eyes bright with the anticipation of using her shapely knees to crush his balls at her leisure while she kept him helpless in this position. They both knew there was no escape for him in her dominant position and the position of helplessness in which she held him. No rolling into a fetal ball of protection. No twisting in escape. No way to use his more powerful body from this position to overcome hers. He was at her mercy. He did not see mercy in her eyes. His balls still ached ferociously and he thought even without any more hits they might burst.

He moaned and whimpered in pleading submission asking her in a choked whisper, "You win, please you win. Please Jenn, don't do my balls again. Please."

"It’s not over yet Tommy. Not yet Tommy, not yet. You called me a bitch. I'm going to show you what a ball busting bitch is like," she grinned ferociously. “Your pain is just beginning. Remember, you asked for it. I'm loving it. You are going to hurt, Tommy. Right where it really counts," she said with a husky pleasure which frightened Tom even further.

Mandy and Anne were very excited at this clever hold Jennifer had achieved. In their own minds they envisioned their own use of it and dreamed they would smash the balls hurtfully and without mercy of anyone they got in this position. Their excitement and anticipation deepened as they waited for the finale. A man could only take so much they knew even if they did deserve more pain than a girl could dish out. It was obvious that Tom was completely helpless now against Jennifer and that Jennifer could do whatever she wanted against his balls and they hoped it would be plenty.

They cheered her on, "Finish him Mrs. Martin! Finish him! He can't get away. You've got him perfect. Crush his nuts. Knee him where it counts and so he'll remember it for a long time Mrs. Martin." Their excitement was in their voices and actions as their slender well shaped legs squirmed to increase the friction between them; their breasts of puberty thrust their recently formed nipples against the cloth of their t-shirts in excitement.

Jennifer looked back in satisfaction, glad she had these enthusiastic witnesses and from her look the girls knew she was going to grant their wish and finish him. They lay back languorously with their fingers busily caressing themselves in pleasure saving the peaks to coincide with the devastating knees to Tom's groin they would soon witness.

"Please," Tom begged in a whining voice to Jennifer which she found surprisingly pleasant to listen to in the circumstances. "You win. I'll do whatever you ask. I prom...” Balancing on her left leg, she drew her right knee up and back as far as possible and drove it in with all her power striking deeply into his exposed groin catching him in mid sentence. She felt him shudder with the crush of her knee as he spasmed from the pain she caused and watched his eyes grow bright with pain and then dull and finally close in agony listening to the scream which gurgled from his throat. She had caught him good, but in her position and control over him there would be many chances now to improve her performance. His spasms of pain from the power of her knee to his groin created the opposite and pleasant sensation in her own - the excited tingle that was swelling with her dominance was reaching crescendo proportions. With his back pressed tightly into the grass covered earth and her power pressing dominantly down to him he could only submit himself for more abuse.

When the knee had struck home, despite his loud cry, she had heard Mandy or Anne or maybe both shout "Oh Yesss!!" in pleasure and could hear them saying now "Again, again, again - Do it Mrs. Martin, finish him again - he still hasn't passed out, knee him again, harder this time."

"Please," Tom choked out in a gurgled whimper, "No more. I'm begging for mercy." his voice choked and coughed out from the pain just audible enough to barely reach the girls. In between his pleading he groaned from the terrible messages of pain his balls were sending to his brain.

"Don't listen to him Mrs. Martin. Make him really hurt Mrs. Martin, just like Anne and I have done to Greg and Paul. He can take it. He has to take it. Knee him again so it counts.” The girls were panting out the words now with increasingly excited pleasure.

"You're not a little boy. You're a man. You must learn to be punished like a man, even if it is by a woman," Jennifer said and then altered her position and slammed her other knee deep into his already crushed groin. His scream had not died from her ears when she struck again and then again. She reached her own orgasm with the fourth crushing knee to his nutsack. She recovered from the most powerful orgasm in her memory while Tom shuddered and convulsed beneath her sustaining her pleasure.

His face radiated the pain his balls must feel and yet she remained unsympathetic. He had brought this on, not her, she felt. She would be in control now. She knew from this onslaught that his plum size balls would be the size of large oranges by tomorrow and hurt for weeks. She was pleased. Each step when he moved for the next few weeks would painfully remind him who was boss and what he could expect if he didn't satisfy. It was good to be a winner and dominant over a man who by size and gender was rated more powerful but was now helpless, hurt and humiliated beneath her. It had been easy. Much easier than she had thought. She was unscathed and experienced an increasing sexual excitement from it all. She had not really expected to orgasm with her triumph, but that she did made it even sweeter. His shuddering and screams from her violent attack on his nuts had excited her tremendously, ultimately to the point of an incredible orgasm. The intensely pleasurable feeling of his quaking in pain beneath her was a turn-on that could not be duplicated in other ways. Something to use again on Tom and perhaps other men and maybe boys.

"Once more Mrs. Martin,” the girls encouraged. “Finish him. Stomp his nuts this time. Knock him out!" She listened to the girls and agreed and thought it would be a rewarding touch to give one last kick that would make him unconscious and wake up into his world of pain again. She smiled down into his agonized and pleading eyes, listening to his coughing and near retching from the tremendous pain she had forced him to endure and then stood up and before his strained legs could recover to more normal and protective positions, she drew back a perfectly shaped and tanned leg, fully bent at the knee and pulled it tight against the thin cloth covering her excited and tautly nippled breast and then drove it down into his nutsack, the black heel of her shoe burying itself in his scrotum. His scream was brief and when she looked up towards his face she saw his eyes roll back and his face black out. She thought about it philosophically. That last kick had pleasured her and would give him a few minutes of peace until he came to. Watching him try to walk the next few weeks would be a treat she thought. He would not forget this beating and she would use her dominance from this fight to her fullest advantage.

"Ooooohhhhhhh, yesssssssssss!” Mandy and Anne pronounced together as their hands relaxed their manipulations on themselves through their thin shorts as this last kick ended the fight. Tom was still fully clothed in his tight t-shirt and loose exercise shorts with only one swollen testicle partially displayed and it was the one disappointing aspect of this pleasurable afternoon to Mandy and Anne. They had hoped at least to see him fully exposed instead of remaining clothed in t-shirt and briefs, no matter how tight. They had hungered to have an opportunity to fight him themselves and had hoped Mrs. Martin would invite them before she had crushed him. They imagined their fists, knees and feet driving into his balls, belly and face. It would not be this time they realized, but perhaps there would come an opportunity, with or without Mrs. Martin present they whispered to one another. But still, it had been good for them. Better really than they could have imagined to see Jennifer dominate with her kicks and knees.

Jennifer thanked the girls for coming over and encouraged them to keep it "their secret". The girls promised. She was anxious for them to leave now. She had thought she might let them have a turn at Tom, but her beating of him was more complete than even she expected. Her arousal was such that she had even more adult pleasures in mind to use his body to pleasure her more and did not want these young adolescents to see that. She wanted to spend a few minutes or maybe hours queening him - sit on his face and grind her pussy onto his mouth - but decided against it. Force him to service her. She thought the girls would be too young to witness that aspect of her triumph despite the obvious forming of their bodies now into attractive young women. Little did she know that they had ways of seeing into her life and house if the reward was great enough. She might also have been surprised that these girls knew a few things that she herself had not imagined at that age. Girls were growing up to the world ever faster these days.

She planned on Tom bringing her off many times that night yet with his lips and tongue which she had intentionally avoided damaging. He wouldn't be able to say no with his crushed windpipe she giggled to herself. And then there was her new cock toy designed to enter a man deeply when attached to a woman with a deep vibrating insert attached for her. She might even have to muffle his mouth for that and smiled in relish at her vision of entering him with him taking it soundlessly behind humiliated eyes as she forced him to receive her. Imagining the device attached firmly to her hips and with the vibrating appendage placed inside of her vibrating against her clitoris while deep thrusting and twisting the eight-inch boner into Tom left her breathless with expectation for a moment. Her pussy dampened at the thought of her weekend evenings of pleasure.

As the girls turned to leave, Jennifer called them back to them as a pleasant afterthought struck her and spoke to Mandy, "Why don't you bring your big brother over sometime for me." Jennifer said. "I'd like to bust his balls sometime. I've seen him taking peeks at me in the back yard between the fence boards. It might be fun for you to watch me work him over. I learned a few things when I watched you beat your brother, maybe I could teach you a thing or two you could use on him. Maybe I'll let you and Anne beat Tom to return the favor."

“You can bet I will bring him over,” Mandy said.

“Anytime.”

Anne said she had two boy cousins and Jennifer told her they could be brought over as well. “We could become the neighborhood ball busting team.” They laughed on parting and Jennifer left Tom outside knowing he would crawl in when his tortured body could make it. It would enhance her anticipation. She knew he would slowly be coming around to his pain and recognize his humiliation at being beaten so soundly and easily in front of the two girl witnesses which he would face every day.

She stepped inside and prepared the house and bedroom with her new accouterments of pleasure. If Tom was surprised by her ruthless beating of him, he was only just beginning to be surprised. His weeping moans as he came to while she stepped back into the house were music to her ears and she anticipated more tears to come from him from new ways she had devised for him to pleasure her.

Mandy Busts Mr. Martin (Tom Learns from Jennifer pt. 2) By BB

Mandy did not know Tom very well, even though as a next door neighbor she had seen him occasionally coming and going over the two years they had lived there, although not much since she had witnessed by invitation Jennifer's brutal ball busting and beating of her husband for his insolence. Mandy was surprised he was still living there, but was glad that he was. Her excitement as she had watched with Ann, her girlfriend, as Jennifer had taught Tom the lesson of his life had been exquisite and she had kept an eye out for him since that beating a few weeks ago. She had been unable to get the thought out of her nearly sixteen-year-old mind that was rapidly developing in sexual maturity and curiosity.

Tom had seen her in the adjacent yard when she came out her back porch as he continued somewhat gingerly with his lawn work - he was still recovering from Jennifer's beating and ballbusting of him a few weeks back. Knowing what had happened to him and not seeing him much during that time, Mandy approached him with a smug smile.

"How are you feeling Mr. Martin?" Mandy asked smugly. "You're moving pretty slowly. Are you hurting anywhere still?" she giggled out at him. Tom ignored her, but felt his anger rising as she continued to drift over to him in her tightly cut off shorts and knotted shirt over her bare stomach. He suspected she was without a bra and noted without seeming to and realized that since he had moved here, the last two years she had experienced a dramatic change in her physical shape to where her barely budding breasts and gangly legs of a couple of years ago were rapidly maturing and that her legs were shapely and breasts were pushing against a blouse that was a little too tight now. Still her insolent manner and sly reference to his wife's beating were not something he had to take.

Mandy would not leave it alone and continued to make suggestive remarks to him regarding his slow movements and any pain he might still feel and if he had taken up any self defense courses because of the "neighborhood" and may other comments. She continued making them, not carefully watching his rising anger until she was just a few feet away from him.

Tom's anger over Mandy's mild taunting reached a point of action. He wasn't about to take any smart or leading remarks from this insolent young teenager. His memory of his humiliation in front of her by his wife welled up and he determined to take action and teach her a lesson. His aim wasn't to hurt the girl as much as scare her away. He shouted and made a short lunge at her leading with the garden rake he held in his hands.

Mandy was surprised at his attack with the rake and fell back landing on the ground in the freshly raked soil next to the limbs Tom had also been cutting. She was up in an instant however and brought herself into a defensive posture. Tom's anger had not dissipated and he made a lunge again, but Mandy was ready for him this time. As he closed in she stepped quickly aside and threw the dirt she had quickly grasped as she had risen from the ground into his eyes. Tom cried out in surprise and pain dropping the rake and clasping his hands to his eyes. Mandy knew from her attacks on her brother that even Tom's his well muscled twenty-three year old body would be no match for her as exposed as he had left himself. Maintaining his balance with a wide spread stance as he clasped his hands over his burning eyes left the bulge between his legs the perfect target for Mandy and she was not about to let the opportunity pass.

She felt a flicker of pleasure in her loins and throughout the rest of her body as she recognized the opportunity. With a smile of focused determination she stepped forward with her left foot while swinging her right leg back behind her and then forward with mighty force. The flash of her leg barely visible as it arced upwards towards the exposed bulge of Tom's groin. Her foot struck his balls squarely and she was able to feel with pleasure, as if in slow motion, the first touch of the top of her foot to his nuts as they came into contact and with force smashed them into his pelvis.

His reaction was that of any man, as his balls, which were still in the final stages of recovery from his beating by his wife a few weeks back, took on a life of their own sending that sickening gut wrenching pain instantaneously to the pit of his stomach and exploding throughout his entire frame. Mandy was quick and in the brief moment it took for the pain to register and his auto-reflexes to react, she quickly followed through by grasping his arms and driving her right knee again deeply into his tortured sack and then stepped back to enjoy the results of her brutal assault on Tom's groin.

With a cry of pain, Tom's legs came together as much as the pain would allow and he collapsed to his knees on the ground. His hands moved from his eyes and too late to his balls - the damage was done - but as far as Mandy was concerned it was far from over. Her eyes gleamed at Tom's cry and the shallow involuntary coughs that were caused by her foot and knee to his balls. The pain for Tom was incredible. His wife had crushed his balls wearing Mary Janes, which had to hurt worse, but they weren't recovering as they were now. Mandy's bare foot and knee crashing into his balls was agonizing to him.

Unknown to Mandy, two women were watching the action from concealed sidelines from separate locations. Tom's wife Jennifer who had humiliated and hurt him badly a few weeks back was watching from inside their home. The other woman watching was Mandy's mother, who had initially started to leave her home next to Tom and Jennifer's when she heard the commotion begin and saw Tom lunge at her daughter. When Mandy had quickly turned the table on Tom leaving him in agony, Tonya, Mandy's mother, decided to watch a while before she intervened.

Jennifer had been watching long enough to know what had precipitated the confrontation suspecting that Mandy had been wanting to do this for some time. Seeing that Mandy had so quickly achieved the upper hand, she determined she would let her have her fun with Tom for a while. Tom apparently still hadn't learned his lessons. An additional humiliation by this young girl would be just the thing. That kick to Tom's balls followed by Mandy's quick knee had sent an electric thrill through her depositing the condensed pleasure into her own groin. She vowed to have her pleasure with Tom later in one of her newly favorite dominating tricks she now used on him which gave her such great sexual relief - her strap on dildo. She had developed several techniques, which, while painful for Tom, extended her pleasure, and the techniques had almost grown addictive to her in their ability to create extreme pleasure for her.

"Good girl!" she said to herself as she watched Mandy strike twice with great effect. "Ohhhhhhh sweetie. You really nailed him good!" she moaned out as she watched Tom sink to the ground in obvious and tremendous pain. His expression of pain and surprise as this young woman had busted him dampened Jennifer's loins even further.

From the house next door, Mandy's mother also was now finding enjoyment in her daughter's domination of this neighborhood hunk. "Sink it in deep, baby. Hurt his balls good" her mother murmured pleasurably to herself when she saw her daughter's foot strike into Tom's groin. "Oh yes!" she ejaculated with gleaming eyes as her daughter had grabbed Tom's arms and drove her knee deeply into his still exposed manhood. Tonya had seen the bulge in between Tom's legs and she knew there would be a lot to hurt there.

She had busted a man or two herself and was proud of her daughter's attack. She wished it had been herself and if her daughter left enough of him, she vowed she would get to his balls in the near future and he would be doubly sorry for striking out at her daughter. For now however her daughter had the situation under control it appeared and she watched from her back bedroom with pleasure and anticipation. "Don't stop Mandy. Give it to him really good. I want to see your foot, fist and knee in his nuts several times more," she whispered to herself as her hand drifted to her own nether regions that were stimulated by her daughter's beating of her powerful neighbor.

As Tom moaned on his knees from the spreading testicular pain and retching coughs Mandy exulted in her prowess. "Hurts doesn't it?" Mandy asked in a voice that could not contain the smugness and enjoyment she felt as she stood over him watching his agony. "I really got them. Both times. I could feel them you know. I'll bet it hurt as bad as when Jennifer got you doesn't it?" she asked meanly.

"Spread your knees and let me kick you again," she demanded. His only response was another shallow cough. The pain was not abating. He hated the girl and what she had done to him, but all his strength had left him. His eyes were tightly closed and he didn't see her foot as it struck him forcefully in the side of his head, as she had quickly executed a spin kick that landed perfectly. He was knocked over with the violence of her kick and nearly stunned unconscious. She had hoped for him to remove his hands from his balls, but her brutal kick was not enough to overcome his natural reaction to protect his groin.

She knew she could have walked off and left him and he would have suffered enough, but the sense of pleasure in her own body and loins was something she wanted to prolong. It was a powerful feeling. She had beaten boys before and found them very stimulating, but to take this man and reduce him to a moaning heap was too great for her to stop now. She studied his groaning form for her next attack. She did not often have the pleasure of busting a boy's balls - and now a man's - but with each passing month, the thought of that domination to a boys and men's weakness thrilled her to think about it and left her loins with an indescribably delicious sensation. On the occasions when she did it and the win was pure heaven. And she made sure she always won.

It had almost happened too quick for her to anticipate the pleasure this time, but she vowed to extend her pleasure with him now. Watching him moaning from her work on his nuts was creating a hot fire between her legs which she planned to fuel even more. Tom lay on his side in a fetal ball and Mandy walked around to his back and drove two brutal kicks into his kidneys making him arch just to the point where she wanted him. Not recognizing the chance she was taking - he was a man with a man's strength and could turn on her and he was recovering from her last kick to his head - she quickly dropped to the ground and grabbed his luxurious hair tightly in her hands and pulled the back of his head towards her with force into the juncture between her thighs and quickly and tightly wrapped her attractive adolescent legs into a choke hold around his throat and began to squeeze.

Tom kept his hands on his balls a long while, but eventually uncovered them and grasped her legs as his windpipe was constricted and he struggled mightily against her constrictor force as her legs slowly but insistently squeezed tighter and tighter around his throat. The tremendous pain in his groin kept him occupied while Mandy's legs choked his throat, but as he lost air first one ineffectual hand and then the other began to relax its struggle from her powerful legs and he feebly attempted to remove her powerful legs from his throat, but the strength of her legs was more than he could handle in the condition which her kicks and sleeper holds had placed him. When he was unconscious she released her tightly constricting leg hold from his throat rather reluctantly. His frantic efforts to breathe had placed an enjoyable pressure against her young cunt and provided an intense thrill she had not expected. It felt great! It was much more pleasurable than her own hand which she had used to pleasure herself in the last few months.

His hands finally gripping in panic at her figure four leg hold around his throat had been added spice as that had encouraged her to squeeze tighter while she listened to his futile attempts to breathe through her choke hold. Next time, she thought as she moved into the next phase of her plan, she might slow down the choking of her opponent just to extend their distress and prolong her pleasure.

Moving quickly she went to the rake lying on the ground and stuck the head of the rake in a deep hole near the sidewalk she had noticed where a fence post had been removed and with a mighty pull snapped the head of the rake off leaving the handle remaining in her hands. She went back to Tom, who in his unconscious state lay with his legs loosely apart. His balls and cock were outlined neatly beneath his cotton shorts giving the appearance of plums and sausage covered tightly by cloth. She was tempted to step forward and give him another hard kick to his balls, but didn't want to waste it. Much of the pleasure is from the cry of pain, the facial expression which emitted so much emotion, and the coughing and retching she caused as she busted a males nuts. Her plan she knew was worth holding back for now. If he wasn't conscious when she was finished with her preparations, she thought she might give him a kick to see if it would be enough to wake him. Taking the stick she went to his feet and untied the laces of his shoes, but kept them tight enough to keep his feet encased within them. She kept his legs spread about three feet apart and tightly tied his shoe laces to the rake handle leaving his legs in a vulnerable and immovable vee. She had made her own spreader bar and she looked with satisfaction at her work. She would make him suffer now. Another thrill spread from her sexual core as she imagined what she would do to him.

He was coming around now and she went to his head and placed her bare foot onto his throat and pressed down tightly until he gagged. She then kicked the heel of her foot against his jaw enough to jar him. "Wake up Mr. Martin. The fun is just beginning. I'm going to hurt your nuts good now. I've really been wanting a turn at you since Jennifer taught you a lesson. I know she is a woman, but you'll learn that little teenagers can hurt you badly too. I bet they really heart right now, but your ball pain is just beginning. I'm going to make you cry from me busting your nuts," here eyes gleamed with anticipation and the signs of pain and fear and anger she saw in his eyes and expression.

Tom was angry at her insolence and wanted now to tear into her no matter the consequence to himself and he threw himself at her as much as his pain would allow in an attempt to rise quickly, but the improvised spreader bar she had placed between his legs left him flopping and she jumped back laughing at the predicament in which she had left him.

"Can't get up?" she asked. "Well let’s see if we can make you more comfortable while you are down." With those words she had moved towards her shoelace tied spreader bar and with a powerful lift for her size lifted and pushed his legs into a vertical position, the spreader bar holding them perfectly apart for what was to come next.

Tom knew as well and cried out in panic in a voice strained by extreme pain. "Oh no. You little bitch. Put my legs down." Tom tried a sit up, but his aching balls cramped his efforts. Mandy had more in mind for them. Stepping forward and planting her left foot firmly and quickly, she raised her right foot high over his exposed plum sized balls and with a sparkle of desire to create indescribable pain for Tom and thrills of ecstasy for her brought her foot crashing down into his nuts with tremendous force. She felt with pleasure the heel of her foot smash into his nuts that telegraphed so much pain for Tom.

His legs bucked involuntarily, but even before the pain could travel to his guts in that sickening feeling his mouth let out a howl of agony which died into a quavering groan as her foot struck again even more deeply. While the pain slid quickly into all parts of his body, he ejaculated a plea for her to stop which pleased her even more. Being experienced in busting the balls of boys in the neighborhood, she watched as the waves of agony washed over his face and convulsed his body.

When she felt it had penetrated him thoroughly she judged by his tormented moans and choking, retching gasps and twisting to avoid a pain which he cold not, she gave a second and final viscous stomp to his agonized balls with the heel of her attractive foot before releasing her hold on the spreader bar and letting his legs slam to the ground. Tom attempted to curl up into a fetal ball, but the spreader that Mandy had put on his legs prevented that and left him more exposed. Mandy moved to him and watched with indescribable pleasure as tears of pain and his cries of gut wrenching pain she had caused washed over him in waves.

"Oh my balls!" he cried out in gasping and choking sobs. "Oh, god, my balls." He choked out between his involuntary retching and coughing gasps of pain. His sobs, which she had torn from him from her brutal beating, were involuntary and his cries of his tortured nuts died into moans as he lay there in pain.

"Ohhhhhh, " Mandy said as she watched with pleasure, "I bet you really are hurting now," enjoying the tears and the involuntary choking gasps he emitted. Her energy was up and she wanted to do more, but had an indescribable desire to bring herself off sexually and had experienced that at her own hands in her relatively young life. She sensed a desire to sit of his face and to grind the burning sensual sensation between her legs into a satisfying explosion onto his face and mouth and lips, but did not have the experience and was confused by that desire which seemed so conflicting with her desire to kick him.

In both pleasure and a tiny bit of sexual frustration she placed her foot on his head and ground it down into the earth and then left moaning and retching while she went to her room to bring herself off and remember the pleasure of taking a man and putting his balls in their place. Her hard and stiffened nipples of her swelling breasts, almost painful in their excited state, and her heated pussy were all signs of her soon to be sixteen year old body maturing into a woman who would take her pleasure from men and boys as she wished.

Tonya Adams had watched her daughter from behind the blinds of her bedroom complete her last nut busting maneuver with a mixture of pride, pleasure and envy. She had watched with initial curiosity the maneuver of tying his shoes with laces to the rake handle, but as if by telepathy she understood what her daughter had intended well before the last lace had been knotted to the handle. It was with tingling pleasure in her sex that she had exclaimed involuntarily, "Oh yes baby, oh yes!" when she saw her daughters foot pound into the man's nuts.

The man's exclamations of pain were easily heard and provided a thrill to her nearly equal to that of her daughters. The heel of her right foot had stomped hard into the carpet to mimic her daughters busting of her neighbor's balls as she had watched the viscous stomping and as an exclamation point to her pleasure in watching. She imagined her foot scrambling his nuts and felt the thrill of orgasm approach. Her hand drifted to between her legs tightly covered by her cut off shorts and she massaged herself to full and long orgasm as with her eyes closed she re-enacted what her daughter had done to Tom Martin and began to anticipate when she would be doing the same to him, slowly developing a passionate and pleasurable anger towards him over his threat to her daughter. That her daughter had beaten him brutally was of no consequence. She wanted her own turn to bust his balls and before the summer was over she intended to do just that.

Tom's wife Jennifer watched with appreciation and envy as Mandy walked away swinging her pert bottom in a display of proud female sensual allure and control from her winning. She would have to keep an eye on Mandy. She couldn't help from the pleasurable sensation watching Mandy had left her, but also knew she would have to use her knowledge of this situation to have Mandy introduce her to her eighteen year old brother for a little ballbusting action of her own, now that Tom would be out of commission for a few days. She was envious, because she knew she would have to let Tom's nuts recover a bit, but watching his beating at the hands of the maturing adolescent made her want a fight with him again.

Watching Mandy brutalize her Tom had left her on the verge of orgasm and she allowed the images to continue to float in her mind as she went out to help Tom back inside and begin his oral pleasuring of her. She planned several hours of grinding her cunt against his face to bring her off. She would take care of his balls later after they had a few days to recover.