The Best Sister In The World (Parts 10-14)

by Mikik144

Part 10

It was half-past eight in the morning. The sunlight was filling the room when Max was awakened by Jenny knocking at the door. "Are you awake?"

Slowly Max opened his eyes Lola wasn't in her bed. She must have awakened early, she used to do that sometimes. Max yawned and push himself up resting his back on the headboard. "Sure, come in."

Jenny stepped in. The room was a mess she had to be careful to not step on some clothes. She sat on the bed. "Lola is out to jogging. I thought we could speak about yesterday...when I made you... cum".

Max shivered, he was visibly in discomfort. He was sure his aunt was aware of his ballbusting fetish and he was so embarrassed. "I'm sorry aunt... I didn't want..." "Shhh, Max it's ok. You don't have to apologize. Let me speak."

Jenny got comfortable before the speech. "Don't be sorry Max. It was all my fault. I have to confess a little secret. I like to hit men in the balls" she smiled sweetly. "It's not that rare for a woman to be a little sadist. I'm not embarrassed by that. I'm pretty comfortable with my sexuality. You see, I can talk to you with no shame. But I know you like to be hit in the balls. You don't have to hide it. For women like me, it's pretty sexy."

Max was left speechless. "I know you're keeping it secret and I understand why. But you should be more at ease with your desires... don't be afraid I’m the only one who knows that. Lola doesn't suspect anything" She lied about Lola but that little lie gave Max a lot of confidence.

"It's true that I like it... you should think I’m a pervert..."

"Oh no. You're not a pervert at all. I'm sure you don't go around asking a girl to kick you in the balls!"

"No! Ahahah"

"You're perfectly normal. You don't have to be sad for cumming after I squeezed your balls!"

"Thak you aunt I really needed to tell someone."

"You're welcome. Now can I give you a little good morning squeeze?"

Max nodded and opened his legs. Jenny moved her hand slowly to emphasize the moment. She squeezes Max's balls through the sheet two times saying "good... morning"

"Ouch good morning aunty!" They smiled at each other and Jenny left the room.

Max felt really cheered up by his aunt words. More than everything he was happy to know that Lola didn't know! He felt like he was the one in control of the situation.

He closed his eyes for a moment and imagined being ballbusted by Jenny. He was naked and Jenny was squeezing his balls and stroking his penis. He grew an erection.

"Oh my... what a mess! Max, can you please get up and prepare your bags? We're leaving after lunch"

Max opened his eyes and saw his mum standing in the room. She was staring at the bulge in the middle of the sheet. Max, embarrassed, covered it quickly. Samantha sighed. "Better if you tidy up the room or I’ll have a good reason to kick you in the balls!"

"Sure mum. First thing after breakfast"

Samantha thought about something for a moment then she sat on the bed. "Since we're talking about your balls are they ok? I mean after yesterday..."

Max closed his legs and hide his manhood under his hands "...it's ok. They're not hurting" he interrupted his mum. "Good to know!" Samantha gave Max two pats on his crotch and smiled to him before leaving the room. She was a little disappointed she hit Max's hands. She didn't want Max to be embarrassed with her. She's his mum after all.

The real reason Max covered his balls and stopped his mum was the hair tie Lola had wrapped around his balls the night before. He didn't want his mum to know about that. Too embarrassing and a little humiliating too.

"Goodmorning sleepy head!" Lola stepped into the room. She was already dressed but her hair was wet. "I've already had a shower. The bathroom is free if you need it."

Max get up and picked the only clean towel left in the room. "I like your jeans!" He said. Not because he really liked them but because he wanted to be nice with his sexy ballbuster sister. "Oh, do you like them? I've bought them yesterday. I love tight ripped jeans!" Lola posed a moment for Max. She knew that max acted so nicely only because she kicked him in the balls. She loved it.

"Max, wait. I've just checked the post on Instagram. I'm afraid to tell you I have to kick you in the balls 132 times!" Lola smiled and approached Max.

"I don't think I’ll survive that" Max opened  his legs. Lola put her hands on his shoulders. "Oh I’ll be gentle," she said in a mocking tone. She raised her knee and hit Max right in the balls "131!" She giggled. Max groaned and stepped back. Lola was already in front of the mirror brushing her hairs.

After lunch, they were ready to leave the house. Due to the shopping, they had more bags than before. The car was small for all that packages. Lola was trying desperately to load the truck with one more bag.

"I love your new thing jeans, Lola. Uh, look at that sexy butt! Jenny!" Samantha exclaimed surprised by her sister talking. Max, who was right behind Lola, couldn't help but stare at her butt.

"I know aunty! I love them!" Lola turned to Jenny and shook her ass. She noticed how Max was staring. Even Samantha noticed that. She didn't like what Max was doing. She was looking at him with disappointment when Lola raised her foot, hit Max in the balls and exclaimed "130".

He deserved it, Samantha thought with an exclamation of approval. "What is 130?" She asked Lola and took the bag from her. Jenny, pretending to be concerned, was still laughing at Max. Samantha put the bag on the front seat along with other bags.

"It's the number of kicks I have to give him! Hey where will aunty seat?" Samantha sighed. She thought it was only a silly joke. "She'll sit in the back seats with you and Max. You can survive for a trip. She can prevent you from popping your brother's balls" she said giving Lola the stink eye.

"I'll be the one who pops them!" Jenny moved her hand like she was squeezing something. She smirked at Max who rushed into the car. Lola was already sat and when Jenny took her seat Max found himself trapped between the two women.

"I pop the left, you pop the right!" "Can we please talk about something that is not my son's balls?" Samantha started the car up.

"Do you remember how we used to wake up uncle Jake?" "You were the one who played with Jake. I never did anything to him" Samantha was a bit embarrassed by the argument while both Lola and Max were more than interested.

"What are you talking about?" "When we were younger on Sunday morning..." "Jenny!!" Samantha interrupted her sister. "I don't wanna remember that story!"

"Oh, now you're embarrassed..." Lola and Max were even more interested than before and begged Jenny to go on. "On Sunday morning..." "No no no..." Samantha was disheartened.

"... we used to sneak in your uncle bedroom while he was still sleeping and woken him up squeezing his balls" "Enough Jenny! Sometimes we squeezed his balls and sometimes we hit them. Punches, slaps, pinches. We tried every!"

"And uncle Jack didn't react?" Lola was oddly intrigued by the story. "We didn't hurt him for real. It was just for a joke…”

”I squeezed them for real! I guess Jack didn't mind especially because of what your mum used to do after he was awake!"

Although Max was very interested in the conversation he didn't speak because he was embarrassed but not as much as his mum was. "No Jenny now is really too much!"

"What she used to do?" Lola didn't want Her aunt to stop. "She lowered the sheet... and we played at 'the talking willy'" Samantha was red in face. She didn't dare to move her eyes from the street. "Your mom held your uncle's willy at the base and moved it pretending it was talking. 'Goodmorning Samantha and Jenny. How are you doing today?' she said with a low tone of voice." Jenny couldn't help but burst out in laughs.

Lola was laughing as well. Max kept his legs closed tight from embarrassment. Samantha was hating her sister. "Ahaha it was a polite willy!"

"And that's not all Lola. I used to ask Jack's willy if I could see him. And he always answered 'yes' and your mom stripped Jack from his waist down!!"

"Tell her what you did with 'the talking willy' then!" Samantha tried to embarrass Jenny but she failed.

"I'm not embarrassed to tell. I asked the willy if I could squeeze or hit his balls. Your mom moved it up and down to say yes and left and right to say no. That was super funny! And then we used to switch roles. I made his willy talk while your mom had some fun with his balls"

"Ahahah mum can you do the 'talking willy again?' Max agrees!" Lola said giving Max a little hit on his balls.

"That was a stupid game!" Samantha wanted to cut it out but Lola insisted just to tease her mum and her brother. "Oh please when we're home you can play. You make Max's willy talk and I hit his balls!"

Although Samantha didn't dare to say it out loud she thought that the "talking willy" was a fun game. Lucky for Samantha, the trip was still long. Max wondered if Lola would forget about it when they get home.

Part 11

It has passed a few days since Max and his family were back from the summerhouse. Luckily for Samantha, the question of the "talking willy" faded away, and it looked like Lola has forgotten about it. Like always, Max didn't miss any occasions to let his sister hit him between the legs. Lola was having a lot of fun with her special count down. Every time she landed a hit on Max's balls she declared how many kicks he has left. Right now Max still deserved 104 kicks in the balls!

That day Samantha was relaxing on the sofa after a hard day at work. Lola was supposed to do her homework, but instead she was playing with her phone. "Since you're done with your homework, would you please massage my feet? You're great at it Lola" Samantha took off her shoes and began massaging her feet by herself. It was quite common for Lola to massage her mum's feet. It was always a nice occasion to bond with her mum talking about women's things.

Lola set on the sofa and Samantha moved her feet on her daughter's lap. Doing so she accidentally touched Lola's crotch "Geez mum lucky for me i don't have balls!" "oh sorry Lola" Samantha closed her eyes and relaxed. "what a waste you don't have balls. They could have been a nice foot rest!" she smiled at her own line. That little talk about balls reminded Samantha of her childhood and how she and Jenny used to have fun with their brother's bits. In that moment Max stepped in the room searching for something on the table. Suddenly an idea came in Samantha's mind. She raised an eyebrow.

"Do we have something for dinner Lola?" Samantha asked already knowing the answer. "I had to do my homework! I didn't have time for grocery shopping..." "it was your turn today to go to the market. And you were playing with your phone instead of studying. Better if you buy something for dinner. Max, would you mind switching role with your sister?"

Lola rolled her eyes like she was pissed by her mum's words. She got up, picked her phone and went out whispering something incomprehensible. Max sat on the sofa where Lola was sitting a moment ago. Samantha couldn't help but smirk when she raised her feet and "accidentally" touched Max's crotch. "Geez mum! I have balls down there" Max complained. "Opsie my dear!" Samantha moved her hands. behind her head. "they are a nice footrest, aren't they?" She said placing her left heel on Max's balls. "Ouhh" Max was a bit in discomfort but he didn't move his mum foot from his balls and massaged the right foot.

Samantha was really enjoying the sensation of his son's balls under her heel. It brought back a lot of memories from her childhood. Like that time she and Jenny trampled on their brother, pretending he was a catwalk. Samantha switched foot. She gave her son the left and placed her right on his balls. This time she made a little more pressure with her heel. "Aaahh mum!" Max didn't know what to think. He liked this kind of treatment, but from his mum it was really, really awkward!

"Aaah such a nice and warm foot rest! I should ask you for foot massages more often!" Samantha giggled like a child and moved her right heel to feel better Max's balls under it. She said nothing about the obvious erection her son was growing. Now she shoved both her heels the best she could on Max's manhood.

"Oooh" Max moaned softly to not disturb his mum's rest. He moved back in discomfort. "can't you just relax a bit Max?" Samantha moved her feet to be more comfortable. She felt Max's balls moving inside his pants. "please go on"

Swallowing, Max massaged her mum soles again. He was careful to not move her feet too much to not cause any more pain, but his mum didn't help. She moved her feet from time to time, squeezing Max's balls between her heels and his thighs every time.

"How things are going with Lola's kicks? How many left?" Max was surprised by the question. He thought his mum didn't approve of the game. "Not bad. More than one-hundred... I think 104" Samantha smiled at the answer. "At least she didn't pop them" she tested her son's balls healthy by pressing her foot on them. "For now"

"By the way, be careful with your aunt. She liked a lot to kick your uncle in the balls when we were kids and I'm afraid she still like to hit men down there. 103!" Samantha gave Max a little hit in the balls with her heel. "ouch! I think it doesn't count..." Max smiled awkwardly. His mum was actually having fun acting like that with her son. Not only it remembered her from her childhood, but also she felt like she was recovering that bond with Max she lost when he hit puberty.

She wanted him to be at ease with her when it came to his genitals. Hitting him in the balls was a good way to be more in contact with her son's sex.

Eventually Samantha moved her feet on Max's thighs, exposing his boner. Now that the massage was over Max tried to get up and flee from this embarrassing situation but Samantha placed her foot on his chest and forced him to sit again. "Relax with me for a bit, Max!" Surely Max couldn't relax with his erecting showing on his pants.

Samantha smiled, knowing why her son was so embarrassed. She enjoyed seeing him all troubled and went a little further. "oh my my! What do we have here?" She poked Max's boner with the tip of her foot. Max smiled, embarrassed without knowing what to say. "It seems like he's trying to get free!" Samantha put her big toe on the verge of the bulge and shook it a bit. "help! I wanna get out of here" she said faking a man's tone of voice like it was Max's penis who was talking. Just like she was a child and played "the talking willy" with her brother.

"Did I hurt your balls before Mr. Willy?" "Oh no, don't worry it was nothing!" this time Samantha moved Mr. Willy shaking her foot's fingers at the base of Max's penis. She looked her son in the face to see his reactions.

Max was staring down at his bulge and his mum's feet. "please mum..." "can i hit your balls again Mr. Willy?" "Sure you can, Samantha!" She moved up her foot, aiming Max's balls with her heel. She enjoyed Max's feared expression.

Max had his mouth opened and kept on staring at his crotch. One of Samantha's foot was still at the base of his penis to make Mr. Willy talk. The other foot was up in the air at Max's head level. With a smile, Samantha closed Max's mouth with her foot and kept it under his chin. "Ready or not, here I come Mr. Willy!" "don't worry Samantha you're welcome!" Waiting anymore time, Samantha smashed her heel on Max's balls.

"Ooohh" Max groaned in pain holding his crotch. He bended over and moved his mum's feet away from his crotch. Samantha was laughing like a child at his reaction. If only Jenny were there to remember the old times.

She got up and stroked Max's hair. "I hope I didn't break Mr Willy" she was still smiling. "that maybe gonna teach you to not growing a boner around the house" she said to give a reason to her act although the real reason wasn't that. She was just having too much fun!

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Part 12

It was half past midnight and Max was still awake. He was in his queen size bed, reading erotic stories on internet. That was one of his favorite hobby. He was softly stroking his penis when he heard the door opening.

"Max? Are you still awake?" Lola whispered  pocking her head in. Max raised his legs and turned off his phone. "i was reading. Why still up?" Max asked talking softly. "i have some trouble getting asleep" Lola stepped in the room. "yeah me too" Max moved to a side of the bed to make some room for Lola.

It wasn't the first time they stayed up together until late. They liked to spend some time talking about each other during the night. It feels so cozy and relaxing for both of them when they cuddle on the bed and whisper to not wake up their mum.

Lola climbed on the bed and sat on her knees. Max was laying down with his legs still up. "why can't you sleep? Are your balls aching? " Lola laughed a bit at her joke. "i didn't hit them today" She pointed out just to tease Max.

"No. stupid jerk!" Since his hard on was gone, Max lowered his legs and yawned. "but mum kicked them!"

Lola raised and eyebrow. She had the suspect that Max wasn't telling the true just to talk about his balls and lure her into hitting them. "oh really?" she said with a soft but teasing voice. "i thought she didn't like that kind of game!"

"but it's true" Max turned to her and rest his upper body on his arm. "it happened when I was massaging her feet. You were at the market." Lola had still a "i don't believe you" face.

"it's true! She even played the 'talking willy' with me. Do you remember what aunt told us? What they did to uncle Jack? She did that to me!" Max added some details to make his story more credible.

"nah. You're making up stories because you want me to play the 'talking willy!' with you" Lola smiled. She was sure Max was lying. "It's the true! Jerk! I don't speak any more" Max turned to the other side. He felt a little offensed by Lola. He was telling the true  and she was making fun of him.

"oh I see!" Lola kept on teasing. "i guess I should make your pee pee talk then!" she moved her hand toward Max to turn him on his back but he didn't react. He closed his legs and curled up. Lola was surprised he wasn't playing along. Was he really telling the true?

She felt a tingle on her crotch thinking about their mum toying with his penis. "Max?" she shaked his shoulder but he didn't answer. "come on Max! I was joking" "you never bealive me... You're the worst sister in the world" Max said with out turning to Lola. The girl didn't know what to think. Maybe it was true that their mum played the "talking willy". Maybe Max was offensed because she spotted his plan. She didn't know.

"i'm sorry. Here. Let me help you fall asleep"  she stroked Max on his cheek with the back of her hands. "come on lay down"

It felt so good being pampered by his big sister. Max turned on his back and get comfortable. Lola kept on touching his face and made some sounds with her mouth to help him relax. He was enjoying the treatment.

"i'll tell you a story" Lola began to speak softly. "this is the story of two siblings..." She was thinking. What kind of story would Max like. "the story of Lulu and Rex. Rex was a very unruly brother. He always made fun of Lulu. So one day Lulu decided to teach a lesson to his brother..."

Lola made a pause. Max had a little smile on his face. "She stolen all her brother's clothes and locked them in her wardrobe. 'if you want your clothes back you have to become my slave' she said to her naked brother"

Max moved his hands on his crotch to cover his raising erection. Lola smirked satisfied by her bother's reaction.

"so Rex become Lulu's slave. She kept him naked all the time and every day she tortured his balls. Ten kicks in the morning, ten for the afternoon and twenty before sleep. When it was time to go to bed, Lulu mummified Rex from head to toe with some tape and made him sleep with her feet on his face!"

By the way Max was moving his hands on his crotch it was clear that he liked the story. "and for the final torture she squeezed his balls until tjey popped!" Lola said and kissed Max on his forehead.

"What a nasty sister!" Max exclaimed with is eyes closed. "that what happens when brothers tell lies to their sisters" Lola walked to the door knowing Max needed sometime alone. "Goodnight!" she said in a sing song voice.

....

The next morning Max and Lola were home alone for breakfast. Lola was staring at the steaming coffee maker when Max stepped in the kitchen wearing nothing but his boxers. Lola, with a smirk on her face, gestured her brother to come closer. "103!" she exclaimed smashing her knee on Max's balls. In was an hard hit and Max fell on his knees holding his balls in pain. Lola bended over with her hands on her hips. "is it true that mum played the 'talking willy' with you?" she asked staring directly at Max's eyes.

"it's true. I can't prove it but it's the true" Max got up. "102!" "oooouuuh" this time Lola's fist had a meeting with Max's balls. "then we gonna make it happen again. I wanna see it" Lola sat at the table with her cup of coffee and milk. Max sat in front of her. "tonight after dinner" Lola moved her foot next to Max's crotch "we gonna see a movie with mum" she placed her foot on his balls. Max stared down. Lola was wearing withe socks. Her foot was just laying on his most sensitive part without hurting. "and you gonna wear only a pair of boxers" Lola pumped Max's balls with her foot. She wanted him to not make any objection to her suggestions. "am I made my self clear?" she pressed her foot all the way on Max's balls flattening them between his crotch and her sole. "ok ok I will!" Max said with cracked voice. He like the treatment but it was getting really painful.

"good!" Lola smiled widely. "101!" she kicked painfully Max's balls with the tip of her foot.

....

After dinner Max helped Samantha with the house chores and went in his bedroom. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't walk in the living room wearing only his boxers with no reason at all. It was ok for him to be naked around his sister but with their mum in the middle it was a whole different deal.

Lola threatened him to kick him in the balls if he didn't do what she said and Max wanted to be kicked! Better to disappoint his sister then! But Max was still playing the part of the reluctant boy and he still thought that Lola wasn't aware of his fetish.

He had to pretend that the threats worked on him. He stripped to his underwear and went in the living room. He didn't choose to wear the boxers with the target drawn on. It was like to admit he wanted to be kicked.

"oh! Is it too hot to wear pants Max?" Samantha said when she saw her son almost naked. "i sleep wearing on boxers" Max said and sat on the sofa. Samantha liked to see him wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, so she didn't say anything more. It remembered her the time he was still her lovely little child, not a grown up boy.

Lola gestured Max to sat in the middle of the sofa. She wanted him to be between her and their mum. She chose a boring movie and sat down.

"we already saw this movie a couple of time. Can we see something else?" Samantha said and sat down as well. Lola didn't answer to her mum and pushed the play button. She wanted her mum to focus on Max, not on the movie.

It passed 30 minutes or so and Samantha hadn't done anything to Max. It was like she didn't care of his state of undress. Lola wanted to see her play the "talking willy"again. She put her finger inside the waistband of Max's boxers and pushed them down.

"Hey!" Max shouted and pushed his boxers up again. "Lola..." Samantha gave a dirty look to her daughter. Lola giggled at her joke and tried to strip Max again. "Stop it! You jerk"

"it's your fault Max. If you had worn pants Lola wouldn't have tease you!" Samantha blamed her son. It was funny to see him all embarrassed.

Now that the attention was on Max's boxers Lola didn't want to lose the occasion. She slapped playfully Max on the balls "it's your fault!" she exclaimed laughing. Max covered his crotch. Not for the pain but mostly to hide his raising boner.

"is it trying to excape that you hold it?" Lola kept on with the teasing. "you can take off your boxers if it want to get some air!" Samantha said smiling. She loved to embarrass Max and see him blushing for the shame. It was actually his fault for not wearing any pants. She found the situation hilarious.

"i'm fine with the boxers on" Max moved away his hands to cut the conversation but now he was showing the bulge on his underwear. That was what Lola wanted after all. "If she wants to see the 'talking willy' she gonna see it". He thought.

"look mum! It's really like he wants to get out" In that moment Samantha moved her hand on Max's boxers. She held his penis at the base and said "help me! I want to get free!" in a man like voice.

Lola's eyes began to sparkle. Her heart was beating fast. Her mum was really toying with her brother's penis. She felt an odd sense of satisfaction. Max was red for the shame. He didn't react only to please his sister who wanted to see the "talking willy" so desperately.

"oh it's talking!!" Lola exclaimed excited. Samantha noticed how Lola was having fun while Max was dying for the shame. She wanted to go a little further. "Help me Lola! I need some air!" she made the penis talk.

Lola slided down Max's boxers slowly. He didn't say anything when his penis popped out. Samantha had a wide smile on her face. "Hi mister willy! How are you?" Lola said without holding a laugh.

Samantha couldn't help but go on with the game. Max winced when she grabbed his penis again and said. "i'm fine thank you?"

"did I hurt you before?" "oh no I liked it! You can slap my balls as much as you want!" Samantha said shaking her son's penis. Lola opened her hand. "don't do it hard Lola" this time Samantha talked woth her voice.

"ooohh" Max closed his legs a little when her sister hand made his naked balls bounce a little.

"can you stay out for the rest of the movie mister willy?" "Of course Lola. I love to stay at sight"

Samantha caressed Max's cheek and smiled to him. That little act of care made Max felt a little more at ease with the situation. For some minutes they kept on watching the movie pretending Max wasn't naked.

"Pinch!" Samantha exclaimed out of nowhere and pinched Max's balls. Lola laughed at her joke and after a while she did the same. "slap!" she exclaimed before slapping her brother's balls.

Max was enduring the teasing pretending to not be bothered by his tormentors. "Slap" Samantha slapped the willy making it swing from side to side. "punch!" Lola almost shouting. "oooooohhh" Max bended over holding his aching balls. "Lola you can't hit him that hard. I won't allow you to play with your brother anymore if you hurt him too much" Samantha thought that that was enough for Max's balls. She helped him to put on again his boxers for Lola's disappointment.

Part 13

It was five p.m and Max was home alone. With nothing better to do he decided to spend some time reading some erotic stories on internet. He took of his pants and laid on the bed. Lucky for him he found a couple of new femdom stories he hadn't read before.

One of them was about a volleyball match between a male and a female team. The girls' team won the match and all the boy of the opposite team ended up tied to the net with their balls busted by the girls.

A massive erection was already grown in his underwear when he heard someone opening the front door. Max didn't lose time. He picked the boxers his mum bought for him on holiday. The one with the target drawn on the crotch. He put them on and made sure to left the bedroom's door opened before laying again on the bed.

He did nothing to hide his erection. His heart was racing. He thought that Lola was home and he wanted her to find him in that particular state of undress. With a boner and a target on his underwear, ready to be kicked in the balls.

He heard sounds of footsteps getting louder. She was coming. He buried his face in one of his comics pretending to not hear or see that she was getting closer.

By the sounds she was on the door. Max couldn't help but smile under the comic when he heard her tiptoeing next to him.

He jolted when she flicked his balls. He put down the comic to face with his sister but he was a little surprised by what he saw.

"Mum!! No! Get out of here!" he quickly put his hands on his balls and raised his knees to better hide his boxers.

Samantha laughed out loud at his reactions. "i'm sorry but you were in perfect position to be hit! And you have a target on your balls! So how many points did I make? Ten? One hundred?" She stepped back and crossed her arms. By her point of view the situation was pretty clear. Max was mastrurbating reading some lewd comics and he didn't hear her coming. The fact that he was wearing the target was a lucky coincidence.

He was so cute all troubled and embarrassed. Samantha felt the need of taking advantage of the situation. She refused the idea that Max, her little child, was growing up and had sexual desires. The subconscious told her to strip Max of his own manhood.

"go out mum! You're not funny" Max got up and reached for his pants but Samantha stopped him placing her hands on his chest. "wait right there! I think I should handle with your filthy little friend before let you go" She sat on the bed and pushed Max in front of her spotting a big smile on her face.

"Mum! Please..." Max didn't know what to do or say. It was obvious that his mum wasn't angry for real she just pretended. "Mum mum please let me go" Samantha mocked her son "take off my shoes!" she offered her feet to Max. He reluctantly took off her shoes. In that moment he realized how his mum was having fun. He didn't know why but he didn't want to be a kill-joy so he decided to play along. Plus it was all his fault for letting her catch him half naked with a boner.

"the socks too" Samantha giggled watching her son doing what she asked like a well behaved little child. "S... How many kicks should I give you?" She said lifting her son's balls with her bare foot. "One will be enough" Max raised his eyes. "One thousand?" "No! Just one!" "One hundred then!" Samantha felt his balls with her foot's fingers. Max let out a little moan of pain. "One, just one... One dozen is enough" "deal then! One dozen and your punishment is over"

Samantha withdraw her foot and stared at Max for a moment. "mmmm I don't like how you're dressed" she raised her leg up in the air and placed her heel over her son's shoulder. "down" she pushed him down gently. "down on your knees"

Max did what she asked almost mesmerized by the situation. Resting her weight on her hands, Samantha used her right foot to grab the edge of Max shirt between her big toe and her finger. With a slow motion she raised up his shirt. Max swallowed feeling his chest exposed. He didn't fighting back and raised his arms to let his mum strip him.

Now Samantha placed her foot under his balls and pushed up gently "up!" she exclaimed. Max stond on his feet again. This time Samantha's big toe went inside the edge of Max waistband. Pulling down his boxers was a way more easier than taking off his shirt. Max penis popped out still erected.

With Max surprise Samantha held the tip of his penis between her big toe amd her finger. "and down again" she pushed him on his knees by his manhood. Max was almost trembling by the way his mum was taming him using only her bare feet.

Samantha took a long deep breath. "one dozen" she said almost with a serious tone of voice.

"one!" chiak! she began to count as her foot smashed on her son's naked balls. They bounced around and Max groaned more for discomfort than for pain. Samantha didn't hit him hard. "two" chiak!

Max turned his head to not stare at him mum. He bit his lips to conceal the pain. "three" chiack. With het other foot Samantha moved Max head toward her. "four" chiak. This time she hit harder to see Max's expression. He let out a "ouff" Samantha moved her foot under his chin and lifted his head up to increase the discomfort of her son. "five" chiak.

She moved her foot from his chin and Max bended forward his head only to find her mum soles all over his mouth and nose. "six" chiak.

Max let out a muffled groan of pain. "seven" chiak. Samantha put her foot on Max's chest to let him breath. "eight" chiak. Her voice got louder along with the strength of her kicks. "Nine" Chiak. "TEN" CHIAK.

The last kick made Max fall on the floor. He cupped his balls groaning in pain. Actually only the last kick was really painful but that was enough to make him roll on the floor. His erection faded away.

"Here! That what happen when I find you with a boner around the house!" Samantha got up ignoring her son. She walked to the door. "remember to close the door nex time" She said with a smile. "and no matter if you have a boner or not. Next time I see you with a target on your balls i'll feel free to kick them for good" She closed the door to give her son some useless privacy.

Part 14

After a long walk with her dog, Lola was a bit but sweaty. She opened the door and went straight in the kitchen for a glass of water. Her mum was busy making dinner. "is Max home?" "yes he is" By the tone of her voice she looked angry with Max. "he is sleeping" Samantha let two potatoes fall in the boiling water. "he didn't do anything today around the house. Please go waking him up because if I go i'll rip off his balls and cook them for dinner"

Lola smirked at her mum joke. "i'll take care of that!" Samantha stopped for a moment knowing very well that Lola was going to kick Max in the balls. She was about to say something to her daughter like "don't hit too hard", but she didn't. She kept on cooking. This time Max deserved it.

Lola tiptoed to Max bedroom. She didn't want to wake him up before the moment. She expected to find him half naked with his legs opened and his balls easy to reach as always. But not this time. Max was fully dressed. He was sleeping on his bed and had an opened book on his crotch. His hands were still on the book when he felt asleep.

Lola stared at him with a thoughtful expression. She feared that moving the book away would  wake him up, spoiling all the fun. Slowly she took off one of her shoes and smelled the inside. It wasn't too smelly but still good enough to have some fun. She moved her foot still covered by the socks right under Max's nose.

It didn't take too long for Max to wake up at the unpleasant smell of his sister's sweaty foot. As soon as he opened his eyes Lola pushed her sole on his face. She laughed out loud as Max pushed away her foot and yell her to fuck herself. "ahahah are my foot smelly? Sniff them!" Lola playfully put her shoe over Max nose.

"Lola you suck!" Max exclaimed moving back his head to avoid the scent. The book slided away from his crotch. "Look! Is this a punch or a kick?" the girl wore the shoe over her hand and tap a few times over Max's balls. She kept on hitting her brother waiting for an answer.

"stop it! you jerk!" Max couldn't help but smile at his sister's joke. There was a moment of silence. Lola was truly having fun annoying her little brother. Max was still a little drowsy. "110!" out of nowhere Lola hit Max on the balls with the shoe. It was an hard hit. Lola herself was surprised by the strength she used.

Max screamed and bended over to protect his nuts. "it... it wasn't 110" He managed to say when he recovered a bit. Lola knew that her special count down wasn't at 110 but she didn't remember  exactly how many kicks in the balls Max still deserved. "Oh right! It was 120 if I remembered correctly" she smiled widely.

"don't cheat! It was at 101" "right, right. I know. 100!" she said and let her knee drop right above her brother's private parts. Max did his best to not scream again. He coverd his sored manhood and gestured Lola to leave his room. She showed her tongue and left him recover.

At dinner nothing unpleasant happened to Max's balls except for his mum's verbal teasing. Samantha was still mad at him for being lazy at home. She kept on telling him how she gonna pop his balls if he didn't help with the house chores. Max didn't like to be mocked like that by his mum and was growing anger towards Lola who giggled all the time blaming him for being a man. When he was done eating he cleaned his dish without hiding how he was feeling. He went in his room stomping hard on the floor and slammed the door.

Lola felt oddly excited to see how he was pissed off. She was a little sorry for him but blaming him for being a boy and talking about pop his balls was a new satisfying sensation for her.

The next day Max and Lola were home alone. That day Max didn't feel like he wanted to be kicked in the balls. He didn't walk around wearing only his boxers and he stayed locked in his room all the morning. Lola was expecting him to stand with his balls on display and give her plenty of occasions to hit his nuts but nothing happened. He was really pissed off and Lola knew that. She wanted to make him feel better but how?

Without really knowing what to do she knocked at his door. He was her brother after all. Some how she gonna cheer him up. "Hey Max! Are you gonna spend all the day locked in your room?" She opened the door. Max was laying on the bed. "here to pop my balls?" he asked sarcastically to let her know that he was still upset for the last night teasing.

"sure! And cut your wee wee as well if you keep on be mad at me!" she sat on the bed but max didn't even look at her. His eyes were on his phone. "oh came on! I can't believe you're upset for what mum said. We won't pop anything, it was just a joke!" Max didn't say anything nor move a muscle. He acted like Lola didn't exist. "oh, the silent treatment. Really?" she poked him on his cheek. "Maaaax!" she said making circular motions with her finger on his face.

Max couldn't help but smile a little. "Maaax!" Lola's fingers tickled him on his neck. He laughed a bit and lowered his chin to protect the neck but again he didn't say anything.

"it looks like I didn't exist for you... That's interesting!" Lola took off both het shoes. "let's see if I can make you talk!" she got more comfortable then she slowly moved her bare feet on Max's face.

At first Max made a disgusted face. Lola rubbed her feet all over his face. "do they smell?" she asked playfully. Max realized that this time her feet didn't smell that badly. He smiled again entertained by his sister game.

"oh oh oh still nothing? What I can do then to make you talk?" Lola noticed that Max was enjoying the game. She was glad to see him smile again.

It was pretty clear what was the point of the game. Lola knew very well what Max wanted but she was having fun as well and decided ti tease Max a little more before digging into his balls.

"i still don't exist for you am I right?" Lola got up and searched for something in Max's wardrobe. Obviously Max didn't react. She picked two scarfs and some other old clothes of Max.

She grabbed Max's right wrist. He let her do it. She tied his wrist on the headboard. Nothing. Max didn't react. He was only trying to not smile. Theatrically Lola secured his left wrist on the headboard as well. She moved on the end of the bed and looked Max in his eyes. He was looking at his side. Lola secured her brother's ankles at the legs of the bed. She kept on staring at his face all the time but Max didn't react.

Lola made sure that the knots were tight enough then stepped back to admire her brother tied spread eagle on the bed. She placed her hands on the footboard and bended over a bit so her cleavage was on the show for Max.

"let's make you talk boy!" Max moved a bit to test the knots. Lola smirked. She managed to make him react at her presence. "100 kicks left am I right? Will you talk before zero?"

Part 14b

It was just for a moment. Just for a moment Max glanced at his sister's breast and fought against his boundaries. Then he moved his head on a side and rested his cheek on the pillow. He made himself a little more comfortable like he was enjoying a little rest. The truth was that is heart was racing. He hadn't planned to be tied, his sister was doing that on her own initiative. He didn't have to fake anything, he didn't have to cover his balls begging her to stop. He was tied after all. There were nothing he could do to stop Lola. And that came really in handy since he didn't want to stop her! If he ask for mercy, he lose the game! What an incredible turns of the events! In that moment Max felt really glad to have such a great older sister.

Lola enjoyed the moment Max stared at her. She knew very well that he was amused by the situation. She loved to see him so happy. He was her little lovely masochist brother and she wanted to do her best to make him happy. She looked at him. One hundred kicks! That gonna be funny even for her. She felt oddly satisfied by the situation. Seeing a boy all tied at her mercy made her felt proud of being a woman. Max penis was already twitching inside his pants. She bited her lips. The situation was exciting.

She climbed on the bed and stared down. Max was still looking away. "What if I do this?" Lola moved her sole on Max's crotch and pressed down a little. "Am I still invisible to you?" she felt his hard on clearly trought the pants. "i guess i'm not invisibile for him!" Max swallowed a bit embarrassed to be horny for his sister.

Lola put her hands on the wall to keep her balance and began to kick Max in the balls. "99..." She kicked gently almost like if she wanted only to tease him. "98..." her foot rubbed his balls a little before smashing again "97..." Lola hit a little harder. "96..." she raised an eyebrow noticing that Max had changed expression. "95..." a louder sound came out off the kick. Max narrowed his eyes. Lola kicked again with more strength. "94..." "ouuh" Max could help but moan a bit.

"ouch!" Lola exclaimed to mock him and POW she hit quite hard! "93... And 92!" she almost lost her ballance. "mmmnn" Max tensed up all his muscles but didn't say anything. Lola raised back her foot for a full force kick. "91!" she said with and higher pitch of voice when her foot smashed against Max's nuts.

"hhhiiinnnn" Max closed his eyes, the pain was growing. Lola couldn't resist but shoot another full force kick yelling "90!" POW. "uuuuhhm" Max tried to close his legs. He tensed up breathing havely. It was the strongest kick until now but he managed to not complain.

"i guess we have a good pair of tough balls here haven't we?" she sat on the bed. Max was truly proud hearing that his balls were tough. Lola knelt between his legs and waited a bit to let Max recover. Again he pretended to be perfectly at ease with the situation.

"round two!" Lola declared and began to punch Max's balls alternating her right and left hands. "89, 88, 87..." she didn't wait between one punch and another. Max groaned in time with every hit he recived. They wasn't too painful. Lola was staring directly at the target and Max had the occasion to look up without being noticed.

Lola's boobs bounced inside her shirt with every punches. They seemed to giggle at Max. They were there to remind Max that was a girl the one who was torturing him.

"82..." Lola noticed Max's gaze on her breast. She left her fist on his balls and twisted her wrist left and right to inflict more pain. Max closed his eyes trying his best to not beg her to stop.

Lola withdraw her fist and waited for Max to open his eyes. "Right or left?" she said with a amused smirk on her face showing het closed fists. Max turned his head to a side when suddenly "Both!" Lola let her fists fall down on the squishy target. "uuuumm aaa..." Max was about to ask for mercy.

Seeing a good occasion to win the game Lola kept on hitting his brother's balls from upside-down. Every punches in a single row until the count of 70.

"woow!" Lola exclaimed with the last punch. Max was twitching in pain. He felt like the knots that were holding him down were getting tighter and tighter as he desperately tried to reach his aching balls. Lola laughs were filling the air along with the moans coming from Max.

Still laughing Lola turned giving Max her back. She sat on his stomach. Her feet were next to Max's face  "you're really good at the silent treatment! 69!" she slapped his balls playfully. "68! No wait I hit your wee wee. It doesn't count. 68!" she was now laughing out loud slapping her brother's balls harder and harder.

Max was bitting his lips. He had his eyes tightly closed. His balls began to hurt really badly but he had no intention to give up. The way his sister was toying with him was and amusing experience. Slaps after slaps he endured the pain.

Form her point of view Lola had some time to enjoy the sight of his penis still hard inside his pants. It was incredible how much Max was enjoying the game. "60!" one last slap and Lola gave Max a some time to recover.

"what to do now? It looks like i'm still invisible to you..." Lola turned to face Max. "how can I make you speak?..." she thought for a moment and came up with what she thought were a good idea. "How about this?" She lifted up her ass and let it fall on Max's balls "59!" The weight of her body was mostly on Max's upper legs than on his balls. The butt drop wasn't very effective. "58?" Lola tried again asking herself if she was hitting his balls. Max smiled a bit enjoying his sister's failt. "57...56..." again and again Lola let her ass smash on Max's crotch without any success. Max was now perfectly calm and relaxed. That made Lola grow a little on anger.

She was embarrassing herself with the silly butt drop and she was actually loosing the game. There was an hair brush on Max's bedside table. Lola noticed it. "Fine" she reached for the brush without hiding her frustration. She lowered Max's pants exposition his boxers. "55,54..." she slapped his balls protected now only by his underwear. It happened really fast. "53, 52, 51, 50!" SMACK SMACK SMACK. Max didn't even had  the time to react that Lola turned off the light and left the room visibily anger.

Alone in the dark of his room Max let out a long moan of pain. He tried to get free but it was impossible for him to escape. Being left alone all tied up with his balls aching was something Max didn't enjoy at all. For the first time he seriously thought about begging for mercy. Some minutes later Lola entered again in the room. She put something in Max's desk without turning on the light. Then she left him again.

Max could see very little in the dark but what Lola put on the desk looked like her bluetooth speaker. She was up to something. Max waited for her to appear again. He felt the excitement grow even stronger not knowing what to expect from Lola. He tried to relax but his heart was still racing.

Suddenly the speaker played what looked liked an YouTube ad. Then a music. It was the classical strip tease song "you can leave your hat on". That was really awkward for Max. He struggled in discomfort against the scarfs as the music kept on playing.

Lola entered in the room and turned on the lights. She had changed her clothes. She was now wearing a white shirt and a tight black skirt that ended above her knees. She was carrying something that Max had never seen before. It was a riding crop. Max didn't get what the riding crop was ultil Lola walked sensuality toward him and showed him the whip.

She slapped his balls smiling at Max's surprised face. He asked himself why Lola had something like that.

Lola gestured Max 1 with her fingers. She moved her body in time with the music as she runned the crop all over Max. Another slap on his balls made Max groan. Lola made 2 with her hand. She used the crop the move his face on her and began to unbutton her shirt. She moved her hips all the time almost mesmerizing her brother who couldn't pretend anymore that his hot sister was invisible.

She opened the shirt to show her brother her boobs covered by a black lacy bra and her flat tummy. She was excited like Max was. She gestured 3, 4, 5 and then whipped Max's balls with the beat of the music three times in a row.

That was awkward. Really awkward. His twitching boner didn't lie about the lust he was feeling although it was his sister the one who was giving him such emotions. Max tried instinctively to get free like he was in discomfort with the situation. That made Lola smile.

She captured again his attention by lowering her pants really slowly. Max was literally trembling staring at Lola who was now showing her naked legs. The shirt was opened but still on her shoulders. Her panties were black as well.

Now that she was showing a lot of skin she felt a little embarrassed herself. She swallowed and whipped again Max's crotch a few time. He was feeling his balls explode. Both for the pain and the pleasure. The funny expression on Max's face helped Lola to regain a bit of confidence.

When the music ended Lola set on the bed and hit his balls again. "that makes 40 left! So did you like the strip tease?"

Max didn't know what to answer. He nodded with his head. He was breathing havely. "oh I see! I'm not invisible any more I guess"

Lola lifted up her feet and rested them on Max's face. She get herself comfortable. "i don't wanna hear you talk now than I can have some fun with your balls" she moved her finger inside the waistband of his boxers.

"you're crazy" Max said. His words were muffled by Lola's soles. Lola was glad to hear him finally talk to her. She didn't answer but made sure to keep his mouth shut with her feet. "smell them boy while I pop your balls!"

She said the word boy like it was an offense. Lola exposed Max's red balls. She ignored his hard penis and took his balls in her hand. Form his point of view Max couldn't see anything. He felt Lola hitting his balls several times. She wasn't counting anymore. He groaned for pain leeting out some sounds of pleasure here and there. Slaps, punches, squeezes and even pinches. Lola tried everything to torture or rather pleasure her brother. "i think they're about to pop..." Lola said in a sing song voice. "i can't bealive boys are so weak!"

That last line along with her feet on his face made feel Max really humiliated. He struggled with all his might. "ahahaha what's wrong boy? Are your little balls hurting?"

Lola laughed amused as Max tried his best to get free. He was really at the edge. He couldn't endure any more pain and surely needed some sex relief.

Lola get up and closed her shirt. "i will never pop your balls silly boy!" she kissed him on his cheek. "you're a really strong boy. I mean it. I don't know how many kicks has left but let's say I have finished them"

"i think they were more then 100. You're the one in debt now" Lola smiled at this. She took her pants, untied Max's right hand and left the room. She knew thar Max had to masturbated.

She went in her room. Her heart was still beating fast. She was embarrassed by what she had just done. She laid on her bed and covered her eyes with an arm. She recollected in her mind all the nasty things she had just done to her brother. She smiled. After all she knew for sure thar he was a masochistic. "I must be the best sister in the world!" she said to herself.

The end.