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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 7

Chapter Seven: The Frenchman

Kin infiltrated the factory without any difficulty. The place was filled with perfume bottles of different brands. The whole factory was dark except for a light coming from a window that led to a room above some stairs. Kin made her way under the window where she could hear Louis from inside the room. Judging from the sound, he was defiantly alone. He was mumbling to himself in French and breathing rapidly. Kin took out her gun and burst in the room like a hurricane, pointing her gun at the man. Sitting in front of her behind a desk, dazzled, with his dick in his hand, was Louis Couilles, a dangerous mercenary wanted by the agency, masturbating to some cheap porn. Kin was disgusted by the man's behaviour.

''Mais putin. What is this? A man cannot masturbate in peace?'' he commented.

Kin had him exactly where she wanted. She could have killed him right then and there. With her license to kill, it would be nothing but good work.

''Who the fuck are you bitch?'' Louis asked with a strong accent.

Killing him would be too easy. This asshole needed a lesson. Kin put her gun away.

''Is this my birthday? You came to spank me? You don't talk too much,'' Louis added as Kin walked to him.

''And you speak too much,'' Kin replied as she planted her foot on Louis' crotch.

''Oh la vache! What the fuck are you doing? Don't you know men are sensitive in this area?'' Louis shouted.

Kin added pressure for more effect.

''I despise you. You cause mischief everywhere you go. The world would be better off without you. You swear constantly. And you have no shame, showing your penis to a woman you've never met,'' Kin said.

Louis was getting annoyed. He was not the type to bargain and became aggressive.

''Get your fucking foot off my nuts you slut,'' he demanded. To which he got up, even though Kin had her foot on his balls. Kin backed away a little.

''Now tell me who you are, before I fucking murder you, whore,'' Louis added.

''My name is agent Kin Tama. I work for a secret agency. You have been on our 'most wanted' list for years and we know you are one of the leaders of the Gemini Six. I'm here to kick your ass, or should I say, your balls,'' Kin answered.

''Fait chier. You think you can take me on without your gun, little bitch? I've never lost a fight in my life. I will break you. Then, I will rape you!'' Louis claimed.

Kin took that last comment very personal and lunched her leg forward toward Louis' package. Louis took the hit right in the testicles but barely flinched.

''You obviously want to fight, but you have no idea who you're dealing with... I propose we do this the 'street way'. You hit, I receive, and vice versa. A dog fight, so to speak. You win, I tell you everything you want to know. I win, I rape you, and I kill you,'' Louis suggested.

''Agreed, but if I win, I also get to pop your testicles, something I usually do not lower myself to do,'' Kin added.

''Like hell you will ever win. You started so it's my turn!'' Louis claimed, before punching Kin in the breasts.

Kin didn't expect a hit like that and grabbed her boobs from the pain Louis had inflicted. However, it was her turn. She aimed carefully, sprang her leg back, Louis even widened his stance knowing the hit was about to come, and shot it right into his exposed scrotum.

Louis felt this one. He took a moment to breathe in before punching Kin in the tits a second time.

Kin massaged her breasts a little before moving on. She came up close to Louis, put her hands on his shoulders and smashed her knee into his balls. Louis grabbed his nuts in his hands and walked around a bit to ease the pain. He knew women had a tendency for aiming at the testicles from experience.

Louis' turn was up. This time he grabbed both of Kin's nipples and twisted them hard. Kin let out a scream as Louis kept the pressure on her nipples. After a few seconds, he let go.

''No fair, grabbing doesn't count as a hit,'' Kin retorted.

''Hey I didn't make the rules,'' Louis answered.

''Okay then. How about this?'' Kin said, before grabbing Louis by the balls and squeezing as hard as possible.

''OH BORDEL DE MERDE! YOU MEAN BUSINESS!'' Louis managed to say, as Kin squeezed his testicles.

''How can you be so resilient to having your balls squeezed that much?'' Kin inquired.

''I grew up with four cousins, all girls, all sadists. I was the youngest but all four of them had a nasty habit of 'training' me by using my balls as reinforcement. I guess my balls are used to abuse thanks to them,'' Louis answered.

''That would explain why I can't bring you to your knees in one blow,'' Kin added.

''Or why I still have a boner,'' added Louis.

Kin barely had time to acknowledge the comment before Louis punched her on the left breast with tremendous force. Kin doubled over, grabbing her soft mound. So far, it seemed as though Louis had a slight advantage. She needed another approach. As she rose back up, she took off her shirt, leaving only a modest bra to cover her beaten breasts. Louis smiled as he gazed upon her rack.

''You like them?'' Kin asked in a coy way.

''Fuck yeah!'' he said.

''Then why not take a break... Since I disturbed you earlier, I say, jack off until you feel relieved, and we can start again when you're done. Deal?'' she said.

Louis didn't even reply. He pulled out his chair, sat down, grabbed his dick and started pumping away.

While he masturbated, he never took his eyes off Kin's breasts.

''Lean forward!'' he requested. Kin obliged and gave him a spectacular view.

''Squeeze them together!'' he demanded further. Again, Kin did as he requested.

''Oh yeah, I can feel it coming! Stay like that! Keep massaging them! Oh oui,'' he moaned.

Kin kept playing with her rack as Louis finally got his rocks off. His seed shot far in the air but did not reach Kin as she got back up and let go of her tits.

''Okay, time to resume our little game. And I believe it was my turn,'' the woman claimed.

Louis, satisfied and relieved, got up from the chair and spread his legs, knowing full well Kin was going to aim for the testicles again.

Kin got into a fighting stance, stared at Louis' package and gave the man a devastating kick. Her foot caught both balls in the process. Louis' eyes crossed as he sank to his knees, not able to comprehend why her kick was so painful.

''Looks like you felt that one asshole. Come on, get up,'' Kin said.

''I can't... You.. got me good... I...'' Louis managed to say before rolling into a ball on the floor like a wounded animal.

''You fell right into my trap. You see, testicles are way more sensitive after a cumshot. Why would I let you jerk off in front of me and accept perverted requests otherwise?'' Kin added.

Louis kept whining on the floor cupping his nuts. He did not even see Kin crouch next to him and slide her hand between his legs to reach his jewels and grip them tight.

''Now, for my price, you tell me everything I want to know, and I might just reconsider popping your nuts,'' she said as she let go of his right testicle to focus on the left. ''You've got two chances,''

''First, who is the main leader of the Gemini Six?'' she said.

''Her name is Viktoria Hoden. She has a mansion in Dresden. I was about to visit her for business in a couple weeks,'' Louis complied.

''And who are the other four leaders?'' she said.

''I can't reveal their identities. They would kill me if I - OOOOUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!'' he managed to say before Kin squeezed his left gonad to the breaking point.

The poor testicle gave way as the sexy agent squeezed with all her might. Kin then reached for the right testicle.

''That's one. Let's try again,'' she added.

''There is Angela Coglioni, Erich Eier, and the twins Hua and Xiu Qiu,'' he cried, trying to cope with the pain inflicted by the female's hand.

''And what is the Gemini Project?'' Kin asked as she squeezed brutally on the soft orb.

''ARGH! I would rather take it to my grave! FUCK YOU! POP MY BALL IF YOU WANT! I'LL NEVER REVEAL SUCH INFORMATION TO A WHORE LIKE YOU!'' he shouted, blinded by wrath.

''As you wish, pig,'' Kin replied as she popped the remaining testicle of the notorious Louis Couilles between her fingers.

Louis passed out. Kin used that time to tie him to his chair and call in the agency to pick him up. After that, she headed for Dresden.

***

Meanwhile in Dresden, Nigel had found the mansion of Viktoria Hoden and was sneaking inside the basement thanks to a window giving on the backyard. Once inside, he went from room to room, not making a sound, and most importantly, making sure not to be seen. There were no cameras and few guards. At the intersection of two corridors, Nigel heard voices coming from the side. He quickly went inside the nearest room and locked the door behind him.

''How nice of you to drop by, agent Bollocks,'' a seductive voice called out from behind.

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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 6

Chapter Six: The Warehouse

''Welcome to Germany Agent Bollocks,'' a female voice with a slight German accent called out from above.

On a balcony, near the roof, two women stood proud from the scenery bellow.

''Your partner, Agent Burnes, met me earlier. I understand you are looking for the Gemini Six. Well, it appears you have found them. Allow me to introduce ourselves. These beautiful young women over there are the Chinese twins Hua Qiu and Xiu Qiu; they work for me directly. The person next to me is Angela Coglioni, who arrived little before you to my country. And I am Viktoria Hoden. Now that we all know each other, we can move on to the main event. I am afraid you will not be pleased though, for it implies your surrender and complete cooperation,'' Viktoria announced.

''I'm afraid I can't do that, miss,'' Nigel replied.

''I was expecting you would say that. My partner and I do not have time to play around, unfortunately. But don't worry, Hua and Xiu will take care of that matter. See you later, handsome,'' she added before leaving with Angela.

Nigel took out his gun in a vain hope to keep Viktoria and Angela from leaving. As he aimed, the women had already disappeared. He turned to the Asian twins, which had already started moving. Without a clear shot at either of them, they vanished behind boxes and containers. The lights went off. Nigel started to walk slowly forward, not knowing where the enemy was hiding. Like ninjas in a forest, the twins did not make a sound. Nigel suddenly received a hit behind the head. He fell to the floor, quickly turned around to his back, aimed before him, but another hit came from the side and knocked his gun far away in the air. Another blow came from the opposite direction and hit his face. Nigel rolled on his back to evade the area of combat and got back to his feet. The twins came out from the shadows and walked toward him. Hua tried to kick Nigel in the head, but the secret agent blocked the shot. Xiu then tried a karate chop to the ribs, but Nigel dodged. At the same time, Hua used her other leg to kick her opponent in the jewels. This time Nigel could not react fast enough and took the hit directly in the weak zone. Her foot was quite small and only flattened his right testicle. While he was winded but still on his feet, Xiu lunched her leg up and flattened Nigel's left testicle.

Nigel tried to reach for his groin, but both girls punched him in the chest simultaneously, knocking the agent on his back once again. Hua quickly came up to Nigel and sat on his chest. She circled her thighs around his head and locked him in position. Nigel grabbed her thighs and tried to split them in vain. Meanwhile, Xiu came on top of him and sat on his stomach. Both sisters had their backs against each other. Xiu unzipped his pants and boxers and pulled them away. Nigel was now naked from the waist down. The Chinese girl then took his penis in her hands and started stroking. As Xiu brought him to steel, Nigel let out a moan of pleasure. Hua smiled at the man she was sitting on when she saw his eyes roll back. She slid her hand down her pants and started fingering herself in Nigel's face while her other hand grasped his hair. Nigel did not take his hands off her thighs but was not trying to break free anymore.

Xiu kept playing with his manhood for a while before taking his balls in her hand. Nigel twitched a bit as the small Asian squeezed suddenly. Her grip was tight around his orbs and she did not seem like she was about to let go, forcing Nigel to shut his legs together. Xiu kept at it, squeezing with one hand and pumping with the other.

Still hard, Nigel started shaking from having his nuts pressed against one another. His moans had changed to yelps of mercy.

''AAARRGGHHHH. STOP. NOT THE BALLS! NOT THE BALLS!'' he yelled.

Xiu just kept at it frantically, occasionally rolling his balls up to add pain as her other hand provided immense pleasure. With her grip, she kept the agent from shooting his load all over her.

''I GIVE UP. LET GO! LET GO!'' he cried.

Xiu let go of Nigel's testicles and started rubbing the tip of his cock with her palm vigorously. Nigel moaned loudly as he fired his seed all over the place.

Xiu and Hua got off the agent, thinking he would be too spent to actually stand. However, Nigel had had worse situations, and the feeling of post-orgasm was quite familiar to him — familiar enough to allow him to function normally. He got up in a second and banged Hua's head against a nearby container, knocking the cute Asian unconscious. Xiu reacted immediately and threw herself on Nigel's back. Her arms were locked around his neck and her legs around his waist. Nigel slammed her against a wall, but Xiu held on.

The angry woman started bashing her heels repeatedly against her opponent's crotch, sending waves of pain throughout his body. Since Nigel had already climaxed, his cock and balls were extra-sensitive and Xiu's efforts soon met with results. Nigel crouched to the floor, allowing Xiu to get off his back. However, as soon as she got off, Nigel got back up and turned to face her. He tried to grab her around the chest, but Xiu crouched down instantly and send her elbow flying in Nigel's package. The agent doubled over. Xiu used the moment to grab a chain hanging nearby and hit Nigel on the back with it. Nigel arched his body backward from the hit. He tried to get the girl with a punch but she blocked it and wrapped his wrist with the chain. He tried using his other arm but ended up with both wrists tied up. Xiu pulled on the other end of the chain to lift Nigel's arms up and secured the chain to one of the hooks from the boxes.

Xiu slowly approached Nigel. As she put her hands on his shoulder, her knee also followed up and slammed in his groin.

''OOOUUUHHHHHHH,'' Nigel exhaled.

She kneed him again.

''OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!'' he moaned again.

Xiu dropped to her knees and put her hand behind Nigel's scrotum. With her other hand, she made a fist and started punching his nuts into oblivion.

''STOP! DON'T! AAAARRRGGGHHHH! MY BALLS! NO!'' he agonized.

Xiu stopped pounding his gonads for a second and looked at Nigel in the eyes. She took his dick and lifted it out of the way. Then, she moved closer and put his balls in her mouth. Xiu rolled the man's jewels with her tongue for a second and started biting lightly on his left testicle. Nigel resumed his screaming as his whole body tensed. The oriental female had no intention in popping his balls — she wanted him to feel every bite, every crush.

Nigel was about to pass out from sheer pain, his eyes focusing above him on the chain binding his hands. He needed to escape with both nuts. He started pulling on the chain as hard as possible but it would not budge. However, every time he tried swinging the chain from side to side, the hook to which it was attached would tilt. With Xiu biting his testicles, Nigel had a hard time swinging the chain, but the hook eventually tilted enough to let go of the chain and free Nigel, who started removing the chain around his wrists and grabbed Xiu's head. He could not pull her off since she still had his manhood in her mouth and was still biting his left testicle.

Instead, he pinched her nose, blocking her air supply. After a few seconds, Xiu opened her mouth wide to breathe, allowing Nigel to get his balls out of her mouth. Angry with the girl, Nigel karate chopped her on the neck, knocking her unconscious.

With all the time he had wasted, there was no way he would catch up to Viktoria and Angela. He therefore decided to take a rest and let his balls heal. He tied the twins together and called the agency to pick them up.

***

Meanwhile, in France, Kin had located the factory in Strasbourg Fritz Kloten had mentioned and had her eye on Louis Couilles. The mercenary had just finished a transaction and had his men load a truck with heavy boxes. The men were all packed and set to go. Louis told them to leave and went back inside the factory, alone.

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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 5

Chapter Five: Unexpected Encounter

''Francis?!!'' agent Tama exclaimed as she got out of the plane to find Francis Burnes waiting outside.

''Aren't you supposed to be in Italy?'' she staggered as she approached him.

Without replying, Francis punched Kin in the abdomen, which made the Asian beauty double over. While she was still dazzled, he kicked her on the side to knock her to the ground. Francis didn't lose his momentum, climbing atop the female on the ground and grabbing her wrists.

Kin naturally raised her knee and smashed Francis' gonads, allowing her to get away from under him. Francis, not giving her a single chance, grabbed her ankle while she was crawling away and pulled her back to him, trying to get her in a hold. Kin resisted as much as she could but Francis was too strong for her. She needed to cut off his strength, a good hit in the balls would work just fine, she just needed an opening. Resisting the way she did only made Francis more careful, so she let herself be caught as Francis moved behind her and put Kin in a Full Nelson. With her hands above her head, there was no way she could reach out for his groin, and since they were on the floor, her legs could not get a clear shot either. Francis held her tight, occasionally trying to get Kin on her stomach without results. Kin was in a bad situation, she didn't want to hurt Francis too much because she knew him well, but this was no simulation, Francis was attacking her dead on. If she had to bust his nuts to get the upper hand, she would. All she needed was a way to get him in the groin. Kin managed to root one of her feet to the ground and pushed upward to see if she could stand, but Francis had other plans. Screw this, she thought, if he would not let her stand, she would put them both on their backs. No way was she going to let him put her on her stomach. Instead of pushing upward, Kin suddenly pushed backward, forcing Francis to lose his balance and fall on the floor with Kin above him, both facing up.

Kin could feel Francis' package against her ass. Had they been naked, she could have taken his pole between her cheeks but the clothing held everything together firmly. She had to nail him soon. Francis was slowly getting the upper hand, but since he was stuck between Kin and the ground, his movements were restricted as well. He turned to the side, thinking he could roll Kin to her stomach from this position, but Kin took the opportunity to create a small distance between them. They were now both on their sides, in a V position, with Francis still holding her in a Full Nelson. With the gap she had created, Kin lunched her heel back and lightly hit Francis in the groin. The hit was not hard but Francis loosened his grip just a little bit. That was plenty for Kin to pull herself out of the Full Nelson and roll away. Now that Kin was no longer submitted, she could focus on her target. Both agents got up and circled each other.

''Francis, what's wrong with you? Why are you attacking me?'' Kin asked.

No answer.

''Francis, talk to me,'' Kin insisted.

Still no answer.

''I don't know what's going on with you, but if I have to, I will kick you in the balls, you know I will,'' she added.

Francis did not reply.

Without wasting another moment, Francis lunched the first blow, punching Kin head on. Kin blocked easily. At the same time, Francis kicked her in the ribs. Kin took the blow but also grabbed Francis' leg and used the opening to lunch a kick of her own. With only one leg, Francis could not evade in time and received the hit right in the testicles. Kin let go of his leg and Francis fell to the floor, covering his tender nuggets. Kin looked at Francis on the floor for a second. She did not know whether to keep going or wait for his recovery. After all, they were partners. Francis got back on his knees when the pain started to dull away. Kin made a step forward and kicked him square in the balls again. Before he could double over, she also kneed him in the head, sending Francis on his back. While his hands were on his face, Kin planted her foot on his groin hard and started trampling. Francis would not speak, but he sure could moan. She twisted her foot from side to side as her sole ground his jewels. Francis grabbed her ankle and tried to take it off his meat. Kin trampled even harder.

''Now, are you willing to talk?'' Kin asked.

Francis only sneered while his hands were still on Kin's ankle. Kin found it weird. Men would usually respond to her when their balls were targeted. Besides, it was not like Francis to take such abuse and keep fighting. He couldn't have turned against the agency, he loved it there. She needed an explanation. She took her foot off Francis' balls, grabbed him by the shirt, lifted him up and pushed him against the stairs of the plane. She put her forearm against his throat to lock him in position and delivered a cruel knee to his unprotected testicles.

''I'm sorry it had to come to this Francis, but I need you to talk and I'm not letting you go until you've explained everything,'' she sent another knee.

''C'mon Francis, I have other things to do, start talking or it gets worse,'' she added as her knee connected with his balls for a third time.

''I've busted a lot of nuts throughout my career, don't make me pop yours,'' a fourth knee smashed between his legs.

''I don't know how much more they can still take, talk before they explode on my thigh,'' a fifth knee crushed his genitals.

''This is getting us nowhere,'' a sixth knee pounded his nuts before Kin let go.

Francis fell to the floor like a puppet without strings. Kin turned around with a sigh, not knowing what else to do. She didn't want to crack his eggs, but she couldn't let him go like this.

''Help... me...'' Francis whispered with difficulty.

Kin turned around to see a broken Francis rise to his feet. The zombie-like Francis managed a faint punch, which Kin dodged easily.

''Help... me...'' Francis repeated softly.

Kin realized: he is being manipulated. He can't control himself.

''Germ-... Vikt-... perf-...'' Francis mumbled, trying to tell Kin what he knew.

''Don't worry Francis, you don't have to explain,'' Kin reassured him.

She helped him get in the plane, told the attendant to watch over him and restrain him, and make sure to get him to the agency, see if they can cure him.

''What if he breaks loose?'' the attendant inquired.

Kin took Francis by the shoulders and kneed him hard in the balls one last time.

''This should buy some time,'' she replied. To which she exited the plane.

***

Meanwhile, in Germany, Nigel had discovered one of the Gemini Six's hideouts. He stealthily broke in to what seemed like a labyrinth of large cargo boxes and containers. Before he could catch a break, the lights went on. Alarmed, Nigel looked around. On top of a container, he spotted two identical Asian girls looking back at him.

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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 4

Chapter Four: Memories

As Kin was traveling to France, she started daydreaming about the past. Growing up as an orphan is never easy. For Kin, it was the dread reality of every day. After World War II, her family had moved from Japan to settle in England. A freak accident took her parents from her. Her grandmother was too old to care for young Kin and the rest of her family was living on the other side of the globe. Since the age of three, Kin grew up in a coven for girls only.

At the age of twelve, the coven sent her to a special wing of the coven for gifted girls. Only the smartest and healthiest girls were transferred to the South Wing. She remembered how odd the transition appeared. She kept having regular classes, but the extra ones were quite peculiar. The first time she entered Room 409, Kin and the few other girls had no idea what kind of class awaited them. Their new teacher, a gorgeous woman, entered the room with a cuffed man. The man was naked, except for a bag covering his head and a pair of white skintight spandex shorts which outlined his package. The teacher lifted the hands of the man and locked them to a hook on the back wall.

''Good evening ladies. I know this is rather new for you, but today you will be learning about the means of defense that work best on men,'' the teacher explained.

''Men have several pressure points, most pressure points are shared with women at the exception of one. The testicles,'' she carried on.

''A swift hit to the genitals can provide you with temporary safety or dominance during a fight,'' she said before grabbing the man by the shoulders and sending her knee flying at full speed into his balls.

The man moaned painfully and twisted his body without having a chance to cover his jewels. The girls looked in awe as the man breathed heavily after the hit. The teacher seemed proud of their reaction as a faint smile appeared on her face.

''Today, you will each take turns and knee this man in the testicles. Do not hesitate to give it your all, this training is crucial for your future survival,'' she instructed.

Kin and the rest of the girls practiced the entire period on proper ways of kneeing the poor helpless man. Some girls felt sorry, but most of them, along with Kin, seemed to take a malicious pleasure in aiming for the lower parts.

In room 409, the girls learned a wide variety of ways to attack a man's testicles as the year went by. Some classes were focused on only one way of busting, while other classes mixed things up. The girls learned how to knee, kick, stomp, punch, squeeze and even elbow men in the genitals.

At 18, during the end of her education, Kin had demonstrated above average skills in busting testicles. Her grades were also among the highest in the South Wing. After the final exams, the head mistress came to Kin's dormitory and demanded she follow her to her office. On their way, the head mistress also stopped by Megan's dormitory to tell her the same thing. The two girls followed their superior to her office, where they took seats and listened to the head mistress.

''I know you girls must be quite excited at the idea of leaving the coven after so many years but there is something that you do not know. Every year, the coven sends one recruit to a secret agency. As you may understand, only the best of our bests can be selected. You two have proven to be our finest students. Unfortunately, only one can become a secret agent for the agency. So here's the situation: You will both take the coven's exam to confirm your entrance at the agency, but only the winner will move on to become a secret agent. I know that rupturing the testicles of dummies is strictly forbidden, but that will be the condition to win. And don't worry, we didn't take regular prisoners for this, we took rapists,'' she finished.

Kin and Megan were brought to a room in the basement with a wrestling ring in the middle. A tall muscular guy was waiting in the ring with his arms crossed, wearing a black speedo.

''Megan, you're first,'' the head mistress commanded.

Megan took a step in the ring and started limbering up.

''That's my opponent?!'' the jock said.

''Nobody told me I was going to fight a girl. It makes things a lot more interesting. I think I'll rape you when I'm done, sweet thing,'' he continued.

Before he could taunt Megan any further, the bell rang and Megan dashed toward the man. The jock widened his stance, and raised his arms like a bear. Megan made a small jump and slid between the jock's legs. Before he had time to turn around, she got up behind him and launched a devastating kick to his testicles. The rapist took his nuts in his hands and fell to his knees. Megan, still behind him, wrapped her arms around his neck in a sleeper hold. The man was too muscular for her tiny arms though. With one hand still on his nuts, he used the other to pull Megan's arms away from his neck. Megan let go at once and slapped his ears with each hand. The man let go of his nuts and grabbed his head. Megan went around him, dropped to her knees and grabbed his balls with both hands. She started squeezing as hard as she could, as the jock started to scream from the agony. He grabbed her wrists and tried to pull them away, only making Megan squeeze even harder as she started twisting.

''SOMEONE HELP! SHE'S ABOUT TO POP MY FUCKING NUTS!'' he shouted.

Not a single woman moved; all fixing the grip Megan had on his testicles. The man tried to close his legs together but Megan had pulled his nuts too far from his legs for them to cover his balls. Still holding on to her forearms, the man started shaking. Megan squeezed and twisted the rapist's gonads beyond their limit as a loud pop echoed across the ring. The jock passed out instantly and collapsed.

''Two minutes and twelve seconds,'' a woman behind the ring claimed.

''Kin, you're next,'' the head mistress directed.

Kin made her way into the ring as Megan got out. Two women came and took the first man away. A door opened on the side and a second man came out. He was as tall as the first one but not as muscular, and was also wearing a black speedo. He entered the ring.

''So I earn my freedom if I win by submission right?'' he asked one of the women standing behind the ring.

One of them nodded. Another rang the bell. Kin walked toward the man and extended her hand. He slapped her hand away and grabbed her by the waist. He lifted her up, turned her sideways and slammed her against the mat. Kin did not resist and let the man grope her as he shifted her body in a hold. He went on top of her and felt her breasts. As if playing along, Kin reached inside his speedo and took out his penis. He let the girl stroke his dick but quickly moved forward and pressed it against her cheek. Kin let the man slide his member in her mouth as she started sucking. With one hand, she massaged his balls and with the other, she reached around and stuck a finger in his asshole. She found his prostate and started rubbing it.

The rapist started breathing heavily.

''I'm about to shoot,'' he inhaled.

Kin kept sucking, polishing his dick hole with her tongue.

''I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!'' he yelled as his shaft sent shots of thick semen in Kin's mouth.

Kin swallowed the whole as her feet locked around the man's neck. She pulled him down using her legs, his head still imprisoned by her feet. His knees were on each side of her waist. She raised her chest to get a look at her target, and with tremendous accuracy, she punched the male in the balls. Her fist made contact with both orbs, as the man was unable to move, trying to protect his nuts.

Kin got on her feet, kicked the man in the ribs to flip him on his stomach and removed his hands from under him. Flat on the mat were his two round testicles peeking between his legs. Kin kicked his legs open and started trampling on her opponent's nuts.

''AAARRGGGHHHHHHh!! STOP, DON'T STEP ON THOSE, GIRL. I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT,'' the male pleaded.

With thin fabric as sole protection, Kin unleashed a ferocious stomp right on the rapist's balls, popping both eggs in the process as the male passed out.  

''Two minutes and eight seconds,'' a woman called.

''You should know better Megan; balls are easier to pop when the sack is empty. But I don't know whether to be proud about the fact that I popped his nuts in two minutes, or that I made him cum in even less,'' Kin teased.

Megan seemed upset. The head mistress called for Kin to get out of the ring and left with the girls. She escorted Megan back to her dormitory and went back to her office with Kin.

After some congratulations, some time off and a short vacation, Kin was admitted to the agency, where she met The Boss, Francis, Nigel and many others.

One day, during a hand-to-hand training, Kin was matched with Francis. She was quite nervous since it was her first time training in combat at the agency and did not know how strong agents could be.

Francis limbered up; Kin did the same. As the training started, Kin did what she knew best and lunched a terrible kick to Francis' package. Not expecting a frontal kick to the nuts, Francis was taken by surprise. He froze for a moment, trying to cope with the pain. Kin thought he withstood the blow pretty well and sent another one right on target. This time Francis went down instantly. While on the floor, he was still trying to cope with the pain. For a man not to scream or moan after a hit in the balls, this guy must be quite the fighter, Kin thought. Francis was glad nobody was there to see him like this. Before he could say anything, Kin grabbed him by the knees, spread them open and let her knee drop hard in his gonads. Her full weight flattened his testicles against his own body. Francis, at a loss for words, just tapped against the floor, signaling Kin to stop.

''You give up? Already?'' Kin asked.

''Please, no more,'' Francis begged.

After this session, Francis always went to training with a cup. Kin quickly grew a reputation for being rough and aiming low.

''Madam, we have arrived,'' the attendant said, making Kin snap out of the past.

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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 3

Chapter Three: M.I.A.

Francis had been shipped to an unknown location. Since he was put in a cargo box, he had no idea where he arrived. Two identical Chinese girls took him out of the box. He tried to fight back by grabbing one of them by the shoulders, but before he could do anything, the other one kicked him in the balls from behind and Francis sank to his knees still holding the girl. The one in front of him then sent her foot flying right into his balls to finish the job. They took him by the arms and carried him in a dark room.

They fed, cleaned and changed him. Then, they brought him in a bigger and slightly classier room. Sitting on a throne at the back was a blond woman. She rose from her seat and marched toward Francis. Francis couldn't help but stare at her curves. This woman was in shape. Moist lips, perky round breasts, smooth thighs, tight hips and firm ass. The mere image of the woman awoke his libido.

''Hua, Xiu, leave us,'' she spoke.

The Chinese girls bowed before exiting the room.

''Welcome to my home, Mister Burnes. I am Viktoria Hoden, and I shall be your host,'' she continued.

''Why am I here, what is your purpose?'' Francis asked.

''The woman you met in Italy, Angela Coglioni, is working for me, along with the twins you just encountered, Hua and Xiu Qiu. I am the prime leader of the Gemini Six, and the reason I brought you here is simple: I need a guinea pig,'' she claimed.

''What for?'' Francis inquired.

''The Gemini Project of course, which I have no intention in revealing here. You see, my goal is near completion, but I need to make some final tests. And you, Mister Burnes, will act as my test subject,'' she announced.

''What makes you think I will play along?'' he asked.

''This choice is not yours to make. The twins did not bind you because I said so. You see, my fighting skills are unmatched, making it useless to prevent my guests from moving as they please. If you want to leave this place, you have to go through me. A match, no rules. You win, you are free. I must warn you though, I have a nasty habit of aiming for the testicles,'' she finished.

Francis didn't waste a second before dashing for the female opponent. Viktoria remained calm, blocking the first punch Francis lunched. She grabbed his arm, put her back against him and flipped him over. While Francis was on his back, still dazzled, Viktoria stepped forward, raised her leg high and slammed her heel in her opponent's unprotected balls.

''OOOUUUHHHHHHHHH'' Francis cried.

''I warned you,'' she said with a coy smile.

She let Francis recover for a moment. When he got up to his feet, she grasped his shirt, pulled him in a spin and threw him against the wall. Not a second after the impact, Viktoria had already dashed at Francis and planted her knee between his legs. Francis couldn't even reach for his gonads with the woman's knee still pressed against his genitals. Instead, he tried to double over, but Viktoria was keeping him from falling. His head was pressed against her shoulder, his arms reaching around her body.

Viktoria purred and lowered her knee. She wasn't about to let him loose though, as she rammed her knee in his nuts again, and again, and again. Francis wanted to throw up, his hands gripping the only thing they could hold on to, her ass.

After she lowered her knee for real, she let Francis slide down to her feet, legs still open. His breathing was deep, his eyes unfocused. She smiled and kicked him hard in the package. Francis' legs closed around Viktoria's foot as he hugged her leg. Viktoria let him hold on to her for a moment, giving him a chance to recover again. His hands slowly moved down to the foot that was still pressed up against his tender parts, pushing it away to cup his balls. He fell to the side.

Francis knew his balls were about to take some hits from the warning she had given him, but he didn't expect she would only aim at his genitals. From the moment the fight had begun, she hadn't given him a single hit aside from the testicles. This fight reminded him of the time he was training with Kin in hand-to-hand combat.

Before he could actually remember the details of the fight, Viktoria brought him back to reality by kicking him in the balls. The pain was unbearable. Francis tried to crawl away from his opponent, but this last one quickly refuted his decision by crouching down and reaching for his genitals. She grabbed his jewels through his pants and pulled him back to her. She flipped him on his back and kneeled on his crotch. Francis gripped her thigh, trying to pull it off his marbles, but Viktoria was putting her entire weight on his weak spot.

''You know, for a secret agent, you sure don't put up much of a fight. I've had to deal with common guys that were much more resilient,'' she uttered.

''Men never react the same to a blow to the nuts. Some get angry, some get afraid, and some get hard,'' she teased.

She started unbuttoning his pants. Francis wanted to resist but the knee that was crushing his nuts cut off his strength. She pulled down his underwear, revealing his flaccid penis.

''Guess you're not that kind of guy. Well too bad. I always enjoy busting the cum out of some balls,'' she added before getting up.

She examined Francis for a moment. He was half-conscious, his balls swollen.

''You've had your test, spare me,'' he pleaded.

''Oh hunny, that wasn't the test,'' she laughed.

''I just wanted to have some fun. It had been a week since I busted a pair of balls. This was nothing but entertainment,'' she added.

''Oh well, life can't be all fun, I need to get back to business. Here's a little something to remember me by,'' she finished before trampling her foot into his testicles as if she had to take out a fire in one shot.

Francis passed out.

Viktoria called out for Hua and Xiu to take him away and prepare him for the Project Gemini test.

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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 2

Chapter Two: Heaven and Hell

When Nigel arrived at the agency, The Boss was waiting for him.

''What's the situation sir?'' asked Nigel.

''Follow me, I'll give you a head's up in my office,'' he replied.

***

When Nigel entered the office, he noticed Agent Tama was already seated and waiting for them. Although they were rivals, both enjoyed each other's company. The Boss sat behind his desk as Nigel took a seat beside the female agent.

''Here's the situation: while you were flying back from South America, Agent Tama was able to pull out important information from Fritz Kloten. The Gemini Six, an international terrorist group is planning something, but we have no idea what it is. We know that Louis Couilles, the notorious French mercenary responsible for various assassinations around the globe is one of the six leaders of the organization. His connections in Germany and Italy are most likely the other leaders. One of the six leaders must be the mastermind behind the Gemini Project, which we have no information on for now. Agent Nigel Bollocks, you will fly to Germany and locate the contact of Louis Couilles. Agent Kin Tama, you will go to France and find Louis Couilles. Now I believe you both know agent Francis Burnes. Since he was already in Italy, his mission, as yours, will be to find the other contact of Couilles. Here are your folders, containing all the additional information on the mission, as well as your passport and visa,'' The Boss finished.

***

Meanwhile in Italy, Agent Burnes had already discovered that Angela Coglioni, an Italian mercenary, was one of the Gemini Six. As the clock hit the tenth chime, Francis was infiltrating Angela's villa. As he stepped inside from the second floor window, something hit him hard on the head and Francis blacked out.

He woke up a few minutes later, tied to a bed completely naked, arms above his head and legs spread. Angela Coglioni was seated nearby, brushing her long black hair with an old comb in front of a tall mirror, wearing nothing but black lingerie under a semi-transparent white night robe.

''I see you are coming back to your senses, sorry about the hit, but next time you get intel on someone's whereabouts, make sure the informant is not working for the one you hunt,'' she said.

''What are you up to?'' asked Francis.

''Oh nothing, with my busy schedule, I hardly get any visitors, especially men,'' she teased.

She got up, walked to the bed, put the comb down on the bedside table and sat next to Francis. Her hand caressed his face, then his chest.

''I want to play a game. If you manage to cum within ten minutes, I'll keep you here in my villa and use you as a sex slave. However, if you can't, I'll ship you to my boss,'' she stated.

''Women usually ask me to hold it in for ten minutes, not deliver,'' he replied.

''You will understand soon enough,'' to which she removed her robe, bra and panties.

Angela leaned over Francis, burying his face in her ample cleavage, squeezing his head with her arms and smelling his hair. Francis managed an erection. Angela let go of his face and turned around. She sat on his chest, giving Francis a perfect view of her ass and took his penis in her hands. She started stroking vigorously on his member, earning moans in return. A minute went down, as Francis grew closer to edging. Then Angela started sucking on his dick, while her hands found their way to his unprotected testicles. She grabbed a ball in each hand and massaged them slowly. Francis started thrusting out of sheer pleasure, feeling the need to burst come closer with each passing second. Angela was talented; she probably had made hundreds of men cum with her mouth, Francis thought to himself.

Two minutes had gone by, the feeling of pleasure slowly gave way to a dull pain coming from his nuts. Angela was still massaging them but she was getting rough. Her thumbs were starting to dig in the flesh of his orbs as his iron shaft was begging for release.

Three minutes had passed; the pleasure was now on par with the pain. Angela was now blatantly squeezing his gonads into pancakes. Francis' moans were more high pitched and Angela knew exactly why as she sucked passionately on his penis.

Four minutes in, Angela let go of his nuts, allowing Francis a chance to cum, but she made sure he did not get enough time before giving his joystick a last slurp. She looked at his throbbing cock and teased it by poking the head with her finger a couple times. Francis had his eyes shut and tried to finish himself by making a thrusting motion, inviting Angela to make him climax. She had complete control over him now. Angela was his whole universe.

Five minutes. Angela positioned herself and inserted her prisoner's shaft inside her. Francis still had his eyes closed. He was trying to break free, wishing to reach for the woman on top of him and grasp the beautiful tits that were smothering him not too long ago. He was so close now, a few more seconds and he would fill Angela with steamy cum. Unfortunately for him, Angela made a ball with her fists, stretched her arms as far as possible above her head and slammed poor Francis right in the testicles. His eyes opened wide as he screamed in agony. She slammed his balls again.

''AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH. NO! DON'T DO THAT! I WAS SO CLOSE! MY BALLS!'' Francis shouted.

Angela didn't even reply. She slammed his nuts a third time.

''OOOOOOOUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH. PLEASE NO! I'll do whatever you want, please, don't hit me in the balls again,'' he pleaded.

Yet another shot came smashing his genitals.

Angela made sure to hit Francis in the testicles as hard as she could, earning shouts of agony and pleads from her prisoner.

Six minutes, Francis was now only half-hard but still inside Angela. She stopped smashing his balls with her fists, resuming her work on his dick. She made sure he reached full size again.

Seven minutes, as Francis was about to shoot his load, Angela got off him and looked at his penis twitch from her denial. She blew on it to cool it down, only teasing it further. Seeing how it wouldn't stop twitching, she raised her hand and slapped him in the nuts as hard as possible.

Eight minutes, Angela started slapping the pole that was pointing at the sky. With each hit, Francis' penis bounced from side to side, sending precum flying around to his abuser's amusement. Angela laughed at the sight and then decided it was time to play rough. She grabbed his dick in one hand just under the head and started punching the tip with her free hand.

''OOOOUUHHHHH! NOT THE TIP! I BEG YOU!'' Francis cried.

''I suppose you prefer the balls?'' to which Angela let go of his cock, grabbed his balls in a tight grip and started punching.

''NNNOOOOOOOO PLEASE!''

Each fist came crashing on his now bruised ball sack. Screams of pain and pleads of mercy filled the room as Angela pounded his battered meat.

Nine minutes, Francis had gotten soft from all the brutal beating Angela was giving him. She got up on the bed and just let herself fall. Her round ass landed right into Francis' package.

''OOOOOWWWWWWWW!''

She felt his penis stuck between her cheeks and started rubbing her ass against his dick. Francis' cock grew back to full size for the third time. His balls were both red from the abuse and blue from the denial. He felt the need to cum approach very fast and decided to help his chances by focusing on Angela's body.

By the tenth minute, Francis still hadn't climaxed. Angela got up from the bed, leaned over Francis and rammed her knee into his crotch, which made Francis moan one last time.

''Sorry big boy, but I win,'' she whispered in his ear.

Angela left the room. Francis fell asleep moments later, his dick still rock hard and his balls swollen like kiwis.

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Secret Agent Man - Chapter 1

Okay, this one is a long story with many chapters and was the very first ballbusting story I ever wrote. It was originally posted on the forum of BallbustingTube.com, before the site suddenly changed a few years ago, deleted all its accounts, and became shit. The story had received some pretty nice comments, which gave me the drive to keep writing, therefore I decided to dust it off and post it here. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One: Interrogation

Sao Polo was magnificent. It was a shame Nigel could not stay a few more days to relax. After all, he just took down one of the most dangerous organized drug cartel single-handed. Nevertheless, that was life. His career as a secret agent was good enough for him. He would never trade it for a normal one. Not even halfway back, Nigel received a message from The Boss.

''Agent Bollocks. The agency just captured a mercenary working under an infamous organization called the Gemini Six. We have him under custody and we believe he can provide us with enough information to give us a lead on the organization's plans or whereabouts. While you return, agent Tama will interrogate him,'' 

Nigel felt his heart skip a beat. Not only because the mental imagery of the hot agent crossed his mind, but also because he knew her methods of interrogation and was glad he wasn't the one interrogated.

''By the time you return, Fritz Kloten, the mercenary, should have given us all the information we need. You will be debriefed once you arrive. End of message,'' The Boss finished.

***

Back at the agency, agent Tama was getting ready to interrogate Fritz Kloten. Although Nigel was one of the best agents there was, she was not about ready to give up her title as best agent. She entered the locker room and changed in her usual outfit. Agents could wear whatever they wanted. Agent Tama was fond of having men drool over her perfect Asian ass, so she put on her black tight spandex pants that would make every curve visible to the naked eye, and a black and white shirt that would cover her modest breasts without hiding her rear.

She walked down the corridor leading to the interrogation room, which was quite remote from the rest of the offices since tortured prisoners would often scream from the pain inflicted to them. Male agents would usually be selected to fulfill this job, but she loved that part the most, and she was good at it too. Her methods were unique to her since male agents considered some body parts taboo.

Agent Tama reached for the handle and opened the door only to lock it behind her. She did not want anyone interrupting her session. Her price was waiting for her, bound to a chair wearing nothing but tight grey boxers. Ankles tied to the legs while wrists behind the back and a blindfold on his eyes.

She removed the cloth blinding him. His eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the light. He scanned her from feet to head, making a slight hesitation around her hips, which she noticed.

''Well well, look at you buster. Seems like working for the wrong people got you in trouble,'' she started.

''Who are you? Where is this?'' he staggered.

''You don't need to know. Besides, I'm the one asking questions,'' she added.

She reached down and grabbed both of his balls in her hand.

''And don't try to fuck with me, or you won't be fucking anytime soon,'' she squeezed lightly.

''Now, who do you work for?''

''I work alone, I'm a hitman,''

''Wrong answer,'' to which her grip tightened a lot.

''ARGH! STOP! NO. NO. NOT THERE PLEASE,''

She squeezed tighter still. His testicles were starting to look for a way out between her fingers.

''I WORK FOR THE GEMINI SIX. I SWEAR!'' she maintained her grip.

''See, I already knew that, what I need is a name,'' she replied.

''I DON'T KNOW THE NAME OF MY EMPLOYER. I GET MONEY FROM MAIL WITH INSTRUCTIONS,'' he yelled in pain, trying not to faint from the agony of having a hot woman squeezing his most tender parts.

''What kind of instructions?'' she asked.

''I DELIVER MESSAGES, TRANSFER MONEY, OR ROB PERFUME SLAONS, THAT'S ALL I EVER DO, PLEASE LET GO OF MY NUTS, PLEASE,''

''Rob perfume salons? What kind of job is that? Why would the Gemini Six have a low life scum like you steal fragrances?'' she asked.

''I DON'T KNOW, I SWEAR. I STEAL LARGE AMOUNTS AND DELIVER THEM. THAT'S ALL,''

Agent Tama let go of his jewels and thought for a moment. Fritz was breathing heavily, relieved that his balls were no longer in a vice. Agent Tama, still trying to figure out some sense out of this, walked in circles. Fritz eventually came back to his normal state of mind and started to focus on the agent's perfect ass to dull the pain. After a moment of staring, he found himself with an enormous erection. Agent Tama did not seem to mind the effects she had on the poor guy.

''You said you deliver the perfume... Where?'' she said as she approached him.

''Er... it was, somewhere around the French border,'' he replied.

Agent Tama kicked him hard in the chest, knocking Fritz to the floor, wrists and ankles still tied up, legs spread. She lifted her knee up and slammed her foot down on his aching nuts.

''OOOUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH,'' he moaned.

''I know for a fact that our agents intercepted you while you were trying to illegally cross back to Germany,'' she emphasized while putting more weight on her knee using her elbows.

''OKAY. OKAY. You're right, I delivered the goods to a factory in Strasbourg. Please, no more, I beg you,'' he pleaded.

Agent Tama almost had enough information but wanted more from him. Looking how his erection under her foot was still throbbing hard, she decided to use a different technique. She took her foot off, giving Fritz a second to take his breath, went around him, crouched down, positioned her knees on each side of his head, giving him a clear view of her groin and making his erection even bigger. She leaned over, took his package out of his boxers, grabbed his nuts in one hand, tightly gripping the sack so that both orbs were popping on top of her fist and with the other hand, grabbed the base of his cock.

''I'll make you a deal: you give me what I need, and I might let you climax. You try to fool me, and I smash what's most precious to you. Deal?'' she suggested.

With that she moved her hand all the way to the head and massaged his urethra with her thumb.

''Uh, yeah, deal,'' he answered.

''Where was that factory in Strasbourg?'' she asked.

''A few kilometres North from the University of Strasbourg, you can't miss it,'' he answered.

Agent Tama started stroking his cock and twisting her hand at the same time, making Fritz moan under her.

''And who was your contact in Strasbourg?'' she added.

''I don't know his name but I know who he works for,'' said Fritz.

The strokes were getting faster.

''I'm listening...''

''His name is Louis Couilles, he's one of the Gemini Six, I don't know who the other five are but I know he has connections in Germany and Italy, he's pretty dangerous though. I wouldn't mess around with this guy, I also heard him mention the Gemini Project but that's all,'' he finished.

''Louis Couilles is on our 'most wanted' list, this makes sense. You said he had contacts in Germany and Italy, where exactly?''

''I have no clue, I never even spoke with the man, I just heard one of his men say his name once. Lady, I'm about to cum!''

Agent Tama snapped back to reality, forgetting she was milking a man for information, looked at his member, grinned, and started to pump like crazy.

''AH! AH! CUMMING! I'M GOING TO CUM!'' Fritz cried.

Before he could cum, agent Tama let go of his dick and punched him in the balls repeatedly as hard as she could, ruining his orgasm and making him beg for mercy.

After a minute, she let go of his junk and got up. She looked at the man on the floor, blew him a kiss, slapped him in the balls a last time for good measures and headed for the door.

''Too bad you couldn't answer my last question,'' she added before leaving the room.

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They came from outer space

This is actually a dream I had once and tried to put it into a story, although I had a lot of trouble to get the general feeling from the dream. It’s not my best work, but I felt like maybe it could still be enjoyed somehow... anyway, here it goes

They Came from Outer Space

 Ever since they arrived a couple days ago, the aliens had taken so many. Some managed to escape every encounter, but the human numbers grew thin. They never killed, only took prisoners. The surviving humans had no clue why, but they found it very odd.

***

A woman was unconscious on a table in the middle of a dark room, many prisoners were bound to the walls, most of them unconscious; another woman entered the room, she was completely naked. She walked to the woman on the table and pointed to her mouth. From her fingertip, thin wires shot out and entered the woman's mouth. A few seconds later, she awoke silently, got up and followed the other woman.

The two women spotted a conscious male prisoner and put him in shackles. They quickly brought him in a cylindrical pod entirely made of glass. A woman was soon brought in the same pod. Both individuals were naked, of course, for the aliens to study them.

The two aliens in female form signaled the two humans to fight. Both were hesitant and seemed incongruent. Suddenly, the top of the pod started to slowly descend. If they wouldn't fight, they would both be killed. Survival instinct took over as the male quickly took the girl by the throat in an obvious attempt to strangle her. At first, the woman panicked and tried to scream. Then, she started to resist and grabbed the man by the forearms. In an instant, she sent her knee flying in his exposed scrotum. The man quickly let go and grabbed his own brutalized balls, sinking to his knees. The girl didn't let up and send another knee into the man's face, sending him on his back. While his hands went for his nose, she quickly took a step forward and kicked him square in the jewels, earning another cry from her opponent. She left her foot there, keeping her victim from reaching for his beaten gonads, and went down on him. She took his arms and pulled them back above his head. Now that she had him where she wanted, she started kneeing the poor male in the balls over and over, until he eventually passed out. The aliens observed and took notes.

''The results are always the same... The females seem to always target this part of the male anatomy, when in danger,'' one of them said in a calm voice.

''We have tested it enough. We know where to strike them now,'' the other replied.

''We still need to run some tests, now that we have this valuable information,''

***

In another room, a man was bound to a table, slightly tilted so that he was neither standing up, nor lying down. Two women came in, both naked, both clearly alienated. His legs and arms were pointing to the corners, and his genitals were in plain sight, right at eye-level. From the sight of both females, the man's penis started to rise, until it pointed skyward. None of the aliens seemed to mind.

''We will begin with instant trauma,'' one of them said.

The other lifted her palm and slapped him hard in the testicles. The man became soft instantly and started to scream.

''Very effective, indeed. They don't seem to have any protective shield around this very vulnerable zone, how odd...''

''Shall we test the increasing pressure?''

''Yes,''

As soon as she could, the same alien took a ball in each hand and started softly squeezing the male's orbs. He barely reacted at first, but as the pressure on his tender parts increased, so did his reaction. As he begged her to stop, her fingers only gripped tighter and tighter around his gonads. Both aliens kept their eyes on his testicles as the male's cries for mercy turned into high pitched mewls.

''Enough,''

The alien released his testicles and took a step back. The other alien took his package in one hand and started to fondle his balls for examination.

''Organs still intact, except for some swelling. Quite resistant. Could most likely be crushed with more pressure. Send word to the others, operation sweep can begin,''

***

In the streets around the entire world, aliens in naked female bodies could be seen kicking, kneeing, punching, stomping and squeezing men resisting their capture.

In a backstreet of New York, an alien assailed a man. He was kicked in the groin until surrender. On a rooftop of Paris, four aliens surrounded a man, each taking turns stomping on his genitals until he passed out. In a parking lot of Budapest, two aliens attacked a man by holding him while the other kneed him in the balls repeatedly.

It only took a few more days before the invasion had succeeded.

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The Hole

Yet another ballbusting story I wrote a few years back. I hope you enjoy it :) The Hole

 ''Wake up love birds!'' a distant feminine voice called out...

Slowly, Eve opened her eyes. Where the hell was she? Her bare back was pressed against a concrete wall in a narrow tube-like hole. Right before her, her boyfriend Marc was still asleep, his back against the other side of the hole, his legs on either side of hers, with only a pair of white boxer-briefs on. The hole was so narrow, only a few centimeters separated them. Her soft breasts, still filling her 32D black bra, were brushing against his chest. How could they have slept in such a position? She asked herself...

''Well, it's about time!'' the same voice added.

''Where am I?'' Eve asked, still not fully awake.

''That's not important right now... First, wake up your boyfriend!'' the voice said, clearly coming from above.

Eve whispered Marc's name a couple times, without any results.

''No, no! Not like that! I want you to wake him up by smashing your knee into his balls!'' the feminine voice said.

''I beg your pardon?!'' Eve replied.

''You heard me! Knee him in the nuts, real hard!'' the voice added.

''I would never hit my boyfriend in the nuts! This is ridiculous! Who are you? Why did you put us in here?'' she inquired.

''Again, that's irrelevant! What you need to know is that I make the rules here! Now you can either knee your boyfriend in the nuts to wake him up, or I can fill this hole with dirt and burry you alive, your choice!'' the voice threatened.

''Are you mad? This would be murder!'' Eve started to panic.

''It would. And I would probably get away with it too. By the time the police finds you, IF they find you, I'll be long gone,''

''Okay, okay, let's be reasonable about this, what do you want from us?''

''I want you to wake up your boyfriend, by kneeing him where it counts!'' the feminine voice insisted.

Eve, unwilling to die so young, slowly sent her knee against Marc's nuts. Her boyfriend growled, but didn't wake up.

''I gave him an extra dose of soporifics. You'll have to hit harder than that!'' the voice almost laughed.

Eve didn't waste any time and kneed Marc in the nuts like she meant it.

''OOUUGGHH!'' Marc yelled as he woke up from the hit, unsure how to react.

After a moment of questioning and inquiry, Marc was up to speed with Eve. Which means he didn't know much either.

''Now here's what's going to happen... Eve! I want you to hit Marc in the balls ten consecutive times with your knee. I prefer the kick, but since this hole is too narrow, the knee will have to do. Marc! I want you to withstand each and every blow your girlfriend sends you without yelling! Now begin! Or I fill this hole with dirt!'' the voice instructed.

Eve hesitated. Marc looked at her, unwilling to go through with this, a look of fear in his eyes. His girlfriend had her eyes tightly shut, not knowing what to do. She didn't want to hurt Marc, but she didn't want to die either.

''Let me help you make up your mind!'' the voice said.

Suddenly, Marc and Eve both received a bucket-load of sand, implying the burying had officially begun. Fearing more sand, Eve put both her hands on her boyfriend's mouth to make sure he wouldn't yell and started ramming her knee in his gonads. The first knee made contact! Marc's eyes widened as he felt his scream muffled by his girlfriend's hands. She gave him an empathic look, as if to say sorry, and then gave him a second knee. This time, his eyes rolled back, his scream still muffled by her hands. The third knee made contact! This one was vicious; it slammed both testicles at once, giving Marc a new definition of pain. The fourth knee sent Marc to hell, as he never knew his girlfriend had such powerful thighs. The fifth knee almost killed him, the pain now reaching levels Marc never knew possible. After all, he didn't have much experience with nut-pain. He had never been hit in the balls by a girl before. The only memory he had from nut-pain was in high school, on the soccer field. But compared to a soccer ball, his girlfriend's knee was a million times more intense. Besides, he had never seen Eve hit a guy in the balls before either, let alone him. The sixth knee was no exception to the others, as Mark slowly felt his legs give up. Unfortunately for him, the tube was so narrow it was impossible for him to sink to the floor, even less close up. With Eve's magnificent legs between his, all he could do was wait for the other shot, and hope his balls wouldn't explode against her soft skin. Seven! Now they were in business. Marc was near passing out, as the eighth knee woke him up again, nailing his left testicle dead on. Only two more to go... The ninth knee was not as terrible as the others. Eve had missed the mark by a hair and allowed Marc's jewels to slip aside. Then, the last hit came in. Eve's knee suck in so deep into Marc's package that it almost disappeared into him. Lightning shot through his entire body as his girlfriend lowered her leg. If it hadn't been for his balls aching so much, Marc would have gotten the stiffest boner from having his girlfriend's boobs bouncing non-stop in that black sexy bra as she hammered his precious orbs.

''Oh that was great! But unfortunately, I'm afraid it was all for naught. You see, I never gave you permission to put your hands over his mouth... I guess you'll have to start over... Poor Marc...'' the female voice chortled.

''You've got to be kidding me!'' Eve retorted.

''Oh, I'm afraid I'm serious! Give this guy ten more shots to the nards, or it's more sand for you both...''

Although Marc had already taken a massive groin abuse, his girlfriend was already prepared for round two. After all, Marc would do the same if she had balls, right? Only difference being, she didn't, so she had no clue as to what it felt like to have your balls busted by a sexy girl in black underwear. This time, Eve put her arms on each side of the hole, to make sure she would not break any rule the psycho above would throw in too late. And Marc's nightmare began anew.

Eve pulled her leg back and slammed her knee into her boyfriend's swollen nuts. Marc could not hold it in and cried from the pain.

''Oh no! Rules were clear: no sound allowed,'' the female said as she threw in another bucketful of sand down the hole.

Eve let out a quick scream as the sand fell over her. She brushed it out of her hair first, panting a bit at every effort, and then she started digging between her breasts to pull out the sand. At the sight of his girlfriend sliding her fingers in and out of her cleavage, Marc grew a stiffing erection, despite the gruesome pain in which he was, giving his tight boxers a huge bulge.

''Well, well, well... Would you look at that! He can still pull a boner after all that abuse! What a guy, huh?'' the voice added.

Eve's eyes went down to look at the shape of her boyfriend's erected penis through the white fabric. Even though she liked having such a strong effect on Marc, she couldn't just forget the situation they were in.

''Why don't you make that thing soft again huh? On my count, it's still zero out of ten since he opened his big dumb mouth,'' the female said.

Eve would have preferred to give her man a well deserved blowjob, but her life was at stake. She put her hands back on the side of the hole and rammed her knee in Marc's testicles, once more. Marc held on without making a sound. As much as he wanted to scream, he managed to keep it in; however, he didn't manage to keep his cock hard. Eve was proud of him for doing that much. However, there were nine more like this one to come. She already knew that trying to hold back would annoy the third party, so she fired her knee like she wanted to floor a guy in one shot. Marc kept his mouth shut to avoid another bucket of sand AND resetting the count. His legs were trembling. Eve could fell them on her own. She looked down at her target and lunched a third knee. Still no sound from Marc. He was doing a lot better than she anticipated. She went for a fourth knee; perhaps a little too hard, as a soft mewl came out of Marc. Eve waited a little, but it seemed the other girl hadn't noticed.

''Hey, don't try to give him a break, keep it coming!'' she called out.

To speed up the process, Eve shot her knee three times in a row into her boyfriend's balls. Marc was not expecting it and nearly let it out, but instead he bended over, only pushing against Eve's body, feeling her squishy boobs through the fabric of her soft bra, giving him some comfort.

''Wow! that was nice! How about you give him three more like that, BAM BAM BAM, right in the balls!'' the voice required.

''Why are you doing this? What do you have against us?'' Eve called out.

''The less you know, the better for the both of us! Now get back to business!'' she replied.

Eve knew Marc would not take three more consecutive knees without yelling. It was a miracle he held on this much. Then again, what choice did she have? She pushed Marc back against the wall and sent her knee back into her boyfriend's balls three more times, this time even faster. As expected, Marc couldn't take it and let out the longest and lowest moan in human history, indicating that he was in excruciating pain. Eve apologized and gave him a hug, before receiving another bucket of sand, this time a lot bigger and heavier that the previous ones. As she sulked, the voice spoke again.

''So close... but no cigar... Now here are your options: You can either give up, in which case both of you will die; OR, you can start all over again, in which case one of you might die from nut pain...'' the sadistic girl retorted.

''I don't understand... Why is this happening? Who are you for god's sake?'' Eve said sadly.

''I hate repeating myself! More dirt should make you grasp that concept!'' to which the couple received a lot more sand.

As they were slowly buried, Eve let out a loud cry, while Marc was still clamming his private parts. The sand had already reached above their ankles.

''WANT ME TO STOP?'' the voice yelled.

''YES! PLEASE!'' Eve cried.

''Now! No more questions! If you don't piston your knee into his balls within the next five seconds, I'll burry you completely!'' the voice added.

'WAIT, WAIT! My feet are stuck!'' Eve quickly replied.

''Is that so? Oh well, let me think of something else... I got it! Put your right hand into his boxers and grab him by the balls! Then, squeeze the spunk out of them! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!''

Eve did as told and put her hand inside Marc's boxers, removing his own hands with her left. Once she had his testicles firmly in her grip, she began squeezing. Marc didn't hold up this time, and screamed to his heart's content. He took Eve by the side of the shoulders, as if to plead her to stop in vain, all the while listening to the loud laughter from above. Eve could feel his member against her forearm. Was it even possible to make a guy shoot his load by squeezing his nuts? Or was she just neutering him little by little? It didn't matter anymore. The important thing was, as long as she kept squeezing poor Marc's jewels, she would stay alive.

After a fair bit of having his testicles flattened by his girlfriend's fingers, Marc felt the content of his testicles forced to the outside. In the most painful ejaculation he had never thought possible, Marc came all over the inside of his boxers, and at the same time, his girlfriend's hand. Eve pulled out her cum dripping hand out of Marc's underwear and wiped it against the side of her bra, earning a few extra drops as Marc watched her do so, exhausted.

''OH WOW! You really did it! HAH! Congratulations! Here's a cell phone so you can call for help. I'll be going now. Farewell,'' the voice said before leaving.

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Innocence

This is another story I wrote a while back, I have a few stored up and will be willing to post them in doe time. It contains ballbusting (of course) and deals with the life of a girl who never encounters men, so she is very curious about them and the main character (Clara) is based on a cute girl I used to hang out with in university. Hope you enjoy.

Innocence

 Clara had never left her home. Ever! She had seen the outside world from the windows of her family's mansion, but she had never experienced it. She had always been home-schooled and had the busiest of schedules. Her father was almost never home, which left her in the care of her mother, who wanted Clara to be perfect. Piano lessons, etiquette lessons, speech lessons, swimming lessons, name it; she never had time to herself. Moreover, her mother was not the one tutoring; she had mentors coming from the outside to teach her. All women; all the time. Even the house cleaners were all women; no butlers, only maids. She knew about men of course, but never met one in person, besides her father.

The routine was boring her, but it was all about to change. Her mother knew Clara would have to leave the mansion one day, and a lady must be prepared if she wants to survive, both mentally and physically. That's why she had scheduled a late evening self-defense lesson for her daughter starting today. When Clara learned about it, she got all excited. Finally, something different.

After diner, Clara went to her room to change. She had opted for a white top with black skin-tight lycra pants. Even thought she had to be bare feet, she had no clue as to what she chose to wear was appropriate for her very first self-defense lesson or not.

When she entered the gym, she couldn't believe her eyes. A man, a real man, standing tall and proudly, reading some sheets. Impossible, her mother would never hire a man.

''Oh hey there! I'm sorry, I didn't hear you walk in, I'm Jamie. Nice to meet you,'' he smiled.

''Oh my god, Mother must have mistaken him for a woman because of his name when she looked for an instructor...'' Clara thought to herself.

''...May I know your name?''

''C-Clara. It's nice to meet you,'' she blushed.

''Alright Clara, why don't you sit down, first I have to update you on some points,'' he said.

''Sure,''

As Jamie started to speak, Clara's mind drifted.

''His shorts are so tight, I guess I chose the right clothes,'' she thought as her eyes locked on his bulge.

As if a pendulum meant to hypnotize her, Jamie's package had Clara's complete attention. Since he was reading his sheets, he didn't notice anything.

''Got it?''

''Uh... Yeah...'' Clara said as she snapped back to reality.

''Alright! Now get on your feet, we are going to start nice and slow,''

Clara got up, hoping the information she missed was not too important.

''Let's begin with some kicks. I'll hold this pad in three different places. First, kick to your left, then switch your stance and kick to your right, switch your stance again and go for a straight high kick. Remember what I said earlier, the leg doing the kick must always be back, shift your weight to the other leg and use the impulsion to hit the target,'' Jamie explained.

Jamie placed the pad to his right ribs, then the left, and finally before his face. Clara got the pad perfectly on all targets.

''Okay that was good. Put more power in your kicking leg though. Let's do it again, this time faster,''

Clara shot her leg to the left, then to the right, but as she went for the high kick, she misevaluated the distance and sent her foot right into Jamie's package.

''OOOOUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFF,'' Jamie cried, his eyes widening as he fell to his knees, crossing his legs.

''What's wrong Jamie? Are you alright?'' Clara asked, unsure of what to do.

''I'm... okay... ooowwwww... Jesus...'' he mumble.

''Sorry I missed the pad; I am still very new at this. I did not know it would hurt that bad,'' she apologized.

''It's fine, I'm quite the quick-recoverer,'' Jamie added as he climbed back to his feet.

Clara felt puzzled for a moment. She hadn't put much force into her kick, and she knew a hit like that could not hurt this bad, even if she had never been into a fight. After all, even though she had been pampered all her life, she had felt pain in the past, and it took more than a weak kick. Feeling curious about testing her new skills, she purposefully missed her next kick and hit Jamie on the side of the leg.

''He didn't flinch at all. I don't think he even felt it. Perhaps it was not about the hit, rather where I hit him. I'll try kicking his penis and see how he reacts,'' Clara thought.

Jamie held the pads like nothing had happened and kept pointing hints to Clara as she kicked the pads. After a few kicks, Clara took the opportunity to test her theory and launched her foot into her instructor's groin.

''OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW,'' Jamie cried once more, unaware he had confirmed what Clara was suspecting.

''Oh no, I'm so sorry, I'm such a klutz,''

''Ouh, my balls. You have to stop kicking me in the nuts,'' Jamie groaned while holding his balls on the floor.

''His balls? Does he mean his testicles? Was THAT his true weak spot?'' Clara thought.

''Say, Jamie, does it really hurt that bad when guys get hit in the testicles?'' she asked.

''Is this a joke?'' he replied.

''No, I'm serious, you are the first guy I've ever met,''

''You've got to be kidding me,''

''Jamie, I'm so sorry, please forgive me,''

''Just be careful when you kick, okay?''

''I will!''

Clara still had questions, but it appeared Jamie would not answer them. She had told him about her unfamiliarity with male anatomy, but he didn't maintain the topic. Clara was a bit annoyed... She wanted to know about testicles; and if Jamie wouldn't give her the theory, she would have to figure it out herself.

The training continued. Clara thought about her next move. She didn't want to go straight for the balls and annoy Jamie. She wanted to make it look like an accident. For a while, she followed Jamie's instructions perfectly. Her instructor seemed to avoid giving Clara the opportunity to go for the balls again, only giving her side kicks and high punches to practice. Clara was slowly getting bored with the training, until Jamie felt confident again and told her they would practice kneeing.

''When you knee, your best option is to aim for the groin. This only occurs if your attacker is holding on to you or preventing you from creating a distance. I'll hold this pad between my legs with my thighs and grab you in a lock around the arms. When I do, I want you to use the motion I taught you earlier. Ready?'' the instructor said as he placed the pad under his tender parts.

''Ready!'' Clara said, trying to hide her enthusiasm.

Jamie grabbed Clara around the arms and locked his hands in her back. As he gave her the signal to begin, Clara shot her knee upward right on the pad. With the pad protecting his testicles, Clara felt a bit annoyed. She wanted to feel his twin orbs against her knee and send him to the floor again. She had to get rid of the pad somehow.

Maliciously, she thought of a way to disturb her instructor's mind and force him to drop the pad. Jamie was preventing her to lift her arms using her shoulders, but her elbows could bend just fine. While kneeing the pad repeatedly, she reached around Jamie's waist with her own arms and closed the gap between them, pushing her breasts against his chest. Jamie was taken by surprise and tried to back away. The pad slipped from his thighs and Clara took full opportunity, still holding on to him. She shot her leg hard into Jamie's package, nailing his jewels with her thigh. Still backing away with Clara clinging to him, Jamie felt the impact spread through his guts and fell backwards. Clara never let go.

As they fell, Clara's knee landed straight on Jamie's package, flattening his balls against the floor.

''OOOOOOOOUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! CLARA, MOVE YOUR KNEE!!!!! YOU'RE CRUSHING BY BALLS!!!!!!!'' the man yelled loudly.

Clara tried to get away but her arms were still around Jamie's back, stuck between the floor and her instructor's weight.

''Jamie! You have to lift your back! My arms are stuck!'' she said.

''I CAN'T, YOUR KNEE IS CRUSHING MY BALLS!''

Although Clara could have lifted her knee, she pretended she couldn't, knowing full well Jamie would never let her near his groin ever again after this. So she savored the moment.

''PLEASE CLARA! GET OFF MY NUTS!''

''I'm sorry! I can't! Your weight is preventing me from moving!'' she apologized, almost laughing.

''OH MY BALLS! CLARA, PLEASE! DO SOMETHING!''

''I'll try to break free, hold on!''

Knowing her arms would never break free from under her instructor, Clara simply started to wiggle her leg around, giving Jamie's nuts a brutal treatment! As she moved her leg, his testicles, still trapped between her knee and the floor, were pulled in all directions, resisting the urge to pop.

As he wailed in agony under her knee, Clara bit her lower lip. She started to feel something she had never experienced before. Her groin became moist with lust. She could feel Jamie's testicles under her knee, trying to slip free. If she wanted, she could stay like this forever, with Jamie under her, and his balls under her knee. Putting her instructor through a world of pain was giving her the satisfaction she had never had before. As Jamie's nuts were crushed, his hands, with nothing else to do, grabbed her thigh, trying to pull her away in vain, his strength completely cut off. She could feel his hands on her thigh, sometimes moving up, but never reaching her intimate parts. Jamie's attempts at getting free were slowly teasing Clara, who kept on breathing heavily on his neck. Unable to resist the urge, she started to kiss him on the collar bone, then on the ear lobe, then on the mouth. Jamie could not comprehend what was happening anymore.

''CLARA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! GET OFF MY NUTS!'' he begged.

''Sorry Jamie. You're hands on my thigh is too arousing. Let's make the best of this situation, shall we?''

Slowly, the thigh on which Jamie had been pulling started to massage his prick, while the knee kept flattening his nuts. Amidst the pain, Jamie found the will to get an erection. The fabric of his shorts was stretched to the maximum. Although Clara's hands were stuck under her instructor, she managed to turn him on by rubbing her entire body against his; her soft breasts pressing against his chest. Jamie let go of her thigh. One on his hands pulled on her lycra shorts and dragged them downward. Once exposed, he inserted his fingers inside her. No longer feeling teased, Clara moaned, as her weight shifted constantly, sending waves of pain in Jamie's scrotum. Jamie slid his other hand underneath her shirt and found his way to her left breast. As he started to fondle her tit over her bra, his erection reached full size.

Clara kept his penis hard and longing for attention, unable to use her hands. Jamie was getting frantic, his shaft constantly teased by her thigh, but never able to release. Clara could feel it twitching under her.

''How long does it take a man to cum?'' she asked.

''It's different for everyone. But if you only tease it the way you do, I won't be able to...'' he replied.

''What do I have to do?''

''Anything! Use your hands, your mouth, your tits, your pussy, anything...''

''But I can't move...''

Unable to look for a solution, Jamie tried to push Clara off slowly.

''OUCH! You're pulling my arms, Jamie! Careful!'' she cried.

''If you could just find a way to move your knee off my balls, I'd be able to lift my back and we'd be free...'' he replied.

''I'll try...'' she added. Knowing full well she could release him anytime.

Purposefully, she started to grind his package against the floor with her knee still planted in place. Jamie made the weirdest sneers Clara had ever seen. It was amusing her to no end.

''I think I can pull it back, but it will need to go over your testicles,'' she lied, knowing full well she could simply lift it off.

''Do it!'' Jamie said, filled with hope and determination.

Clara started to move her knee over Jamie's balls like a road roller, forcing the instructor to jerk his body from the pain and squeeze on Clara's breast a little too hard.

''OUCH! Jamie! Don't squeeze by boob so much!''

He didn't even reply, he was too busy trying to remain conscious. Taking her sweet time, Clara finally finished rolling her knee over Jamie's testicles, allowing him to crouch up, and giving Clara the opportunity to pull her arms from under him.

''My arms are sore...'' she said.

''Oh my nuts! Jesus! They hurt so bad!''

''Want me to massage them for you?''

''NO! I mean... No thank you... they just need to rest...''

Not intending to stop what they started earlier, Clara slid her hand inside Jamie's shorts and easily found his cock. With her other hand, she pushed him back to the floor. Jamie didn't resist and simply began to work back on her tit and clit. Unskilled in the ways of the handjob, Clara's manipulation of Jamie's member only teased him further. Every time her fingers brushed against the head of his penis, Jamie jerked a little. Clara soon made the connection between his movements and her own. Inexperienced, she started to focus solely on his head, squeezing and polishing it with her hand. Jamie didn't last too long and exploded inside his shorts, sending long shots of thick cum all over Clara's hand.

''So this is cum!'' she said, gazing at her work.

''I wonder if I can squeeze out more from the testicles?'' she added.

Jamie didn't process the meaning of the message before Clara took his balls over his shorts with her cum-covered hand and started to squeeze on Jamie's nutsack with tremendous force.

''OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! CLARA STOP, PLEASE NO! STOP! I BEG YOU! PLEASE DON'T SQUEEZE MY BALLS LIKE THAT! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? STOP!'' he screamed.

Without replying, Clara kept on squeezing as an extra drop of cum was fired out of Jamie's shaft and landed on her cheek. Clara smiled and let go of Jamie's balls. She let the man rest on the floor, exhausted, and took her leave, leaving Jamie alone in the room to recover. The evening had been more than educative. She could barely wait to tomorrow, when she would put Jamie's nuts to the test once more.

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Hermione’s Freshman Year

This is a story I wrote a while back. I’m not really into the whole “Emma Watson is the prettiest”, to me she’s very average, so I’m not basing the character of Hermione on her, but rather on the books’. Anyway, I hope you like it...

Hermione's Freshman Year

 ''HEY NERD!'' a voice yelled from afar.

Hermione already knew what would happen next. Barely a week after she had been admitted to the College of Wizardry and this oaf, Jason, would constantly pick on her. Sometimes he would call her names, sometimes he would make her trip, other times he would pinch her butt cheeks, anything to annoy the crap out of her. True, Hermione was a bookworm and she spent most of her time studying, but she had quite the woman physique and had many friends. However, Jason was the popular senior captain of the quidditch team, and he could get away with murder.

Hermione did what she always would: ignore him and keep walking. Not a moment too soon, she felt Jason's fingers pinch her delicate ass as he ran by her, making her flinch. Every day, she would undergo Jason's treatment, resisting the temptation of lowering herself to fight back.

''Sigh... Just let it go, he won't be here next year anyway...'' the studious girl thought to herself.

''Hey Hermione!'' Anna, Hermione's roommate, called out.

''Hey Anna, how was quidditch practice?'' asked Hermione.

''Oh my god, you should have been there, it was hilarious. You know this guy Todd? Well I accidentally nailed him in the balls with my broom, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. He got all red and started moaning! I can still see his face: Oh my balls, oh. HAHAHAHA. Priceless,'' Anna laughed.

''Too bad I missed it...'' she replied.

''Are you coming to the party tonight?'' Anna pondered.

'' I don't know, I have to work on my thesis, it's due next month,''

''Oh screw that, you've been working on it all week long. Come on, this is college, you need to let yourself loose once in a while,'' Anna insisted.

''Well, I guess I could drop by for a few minutes,''

''I'll be looking for you,'' Anna said before going away.

***

Hermione left her room, unsure if she really wanted to go to the party. She didn't want to disappoint Anna though. As she turned around the corner of the hallway, she bumped into Jason.

''Well, well, well. If it isn't my favorite nerd, Hermione,'' Jason articulated, his breath reeking of booze.

''Jason, you're pissed,'' the young woman exclaimed.

''Guilty,'' Jason joked.

''Jason, you're in my way, please move,''

''Oi! That's no way to talk to a senior student,''

''Jason, I'm not in the mood for your little games. Now move,''

''And what if I don't?''

''Forget it, I'll just take a detour,'' Hermione finished before turning around.

Jason grabbed her from behind, keeping her from leaving.

''JASON, LET GO OF ME!''

''Oh come on love, don't you want to get laid? Don't be such a prude,'' Jason insisted as his hands started fondling the girl's breasts.

''That's it!'' Hermione added before sending her heel directly between Jason's legs with tremendous force.

The quidditch captain let go of Hermione and fell to his knees while moaning.

''Frigidus creveritis!'' Hermione shouted.

In a rapid motion, Jason's body was forced into the air, floating motionless, his legs and arms stretching to the four corners of the hallway.

''Time to teach you a lesson,''

Still aching between the legs, Jason pleaded Hermione to let him go.

''I won't bother you again, c'mon don't be like that,''

''Contricio testis,'' called Hermione.

Jason started screaming as a terrible sensation took over his nether region.

''How do you like my ball-crushing spell Jason? I invented it myself,''

''PLEASE, NO MORE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE, PLEASE!'' the male pleaded.

''Can't take it anymore? Already? But I'm just getting started...'' she added.

''Spare me Hermione, I'll do whatever you want me to,''

The wand of the young woman pointed at the lower half of her prisoner.

''Adstringo pardus,''

Jason's pants started to shrink on him, compressing his entire package in a nice big bulge. Jason's eyes crossed as his plums were tightened in place.

''Wait, it gets worse,'' Hermione claimed.

''Inflatus diligo virga,''

With the next spell, Jason's penis started to grow hard as the fabric kept him from getting a complete erection. His eyes crossed even more as he started to grind his teeth, his cock forced to bend inside his pants.

Hermione could see his member twitching from the mere fact that it could not even expand despite the spell forcing it to. She let him jerk his body in peculiar motions from the pain of having his dick and balls compressed by her spell. She was enjoying the show; Jason on the other hand...

Hermione reached out to Jason's waist. She unbuttoned his pants, allowing his penis to fly out of its prison. She was almost hit by the enormous member; the spell she cast upon him had made it twice its original erected size. She ogled at its shape, almost hypnotized. Her face got closer to Jason's penis. Jason, relieved, stared at the girl's approaching. Hermione closed her eyes, as her moist lips almost embraced the head of Jason's cock. Jason bit his lower lip, anticipating the blowjob Hermione was about to give him.

In a sudden motion, Hermione opened her eyes, backed away from Jason's dick, pointed her wand at it and shouted:

''Sperma fontis,''

Without a single delay, Jason's penis sent out a non-stop gigantic amount of cum. Ropes after ropes of cum, Jason's member kept shooting its seed all over the place. Hermione, whom was already covered in semen from head to toe, burst out laughing.

''MAKE IT STOP, I'M BEING DRAINED! IT HURTS!!''

Hermione kept laughing, trying not to swallow any cum.

''SERIOUSLY HERMIONE, IT BURNS! I BEG YOU, MAKE IT STOP!''

Hermione got herself together and canceled her spell, allowing Jason to take his breath. However, before he knew it, she landed a perfect punch right on the underside of his testicles, forcing a last cumshot out of Jason.

''You know the thesis I'm working on? It's on testicular trauma. Perhaps I could use you as my test subject. How about it?'' she asked.

Jason didn't say a thing, instead moaning like an idiot.

''I'll take that as a yes,'' Hermione smiled, thinking about all she had to test on her new guinea pig.

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Perfect kick

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Ballbusting Club

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Slumber party - chapter 4 (end)

Chapter 4: The Humiliation

In the other room, Heather finally showed mercy to Paul, who was obsessed by the humiliating position he was uncomfortably stuck in. Heather pushed him on the bed for a little fun. She kept him on the bed by neutralizing his massive dick. She sat behind him and grabbed him by the hips with her legs. Her feet were dangerously close to his genitals. She then put one of his arms between her ample cleavage to block it, while the other arm was stupidly flapping in empty space. Paul was 190cm and weighted 75kg, yet he was totally under the control of a girl. Every time the idiot tried to break free, she would punish him by grinding his testicles with her heel. If he was being a good boy, he massaged his penis, sticking out of his pants, pulsating between her mean feet. She would switch foot every once in a while to maintain his erection to the hardest. Poor Paul was defenseless against such girly tricks, and his erection felt like it was about to explode. It was very humiliating.

Mark thought of Marcia as a total nerd and was quite embarrassed that he was on the floor because of her. He was distracted by the humiliating show of his friend, that’s the only reason the smart Marcia managed to go this far.

“You won’t get me a second time, four-eyes,” yelled Mark charging the young girl.

She immediately used the momentum of the male to drop on the floor and raise her knee. With precise timing, she was able to lift the boy off the ground with her knee pressing under his package. His testicles being lifted by her knee, she took the opportunity to punch him right in the scrotum. Although she was quite weak, she had managed to violently grind his testicles like a sandwich between her knee and her fist. The knee had already hurt him, but the combo to his poor testicles left Mark out of control. Shouting from the pain in his nether region, Marcia quickly got back up and went behind the boy. She lifted her foot as hard as she could between his legs, squashing Mark’s already battered nuts.

He went back to the floor breathless as if he had ran into a pole and knocked himself out. Marcia grabbed one of his arm and pulled the heavy body onto its back, then proceeded to sit on his face. Mark couldn’t even scream anymore, smothered my Marcia’s ass. His body was quaking, humiliated, smothered by a girl’s ass. But after a while, Mark couldn’t bare the view, and his cock began to fall under Marcia’s control. Heather gave Marcia a round of applause, while still teasing Paul.

On her side, Sally noticed that Steve was facing away, and he couldn’t see her, nor his most sensitive area, which gave her a mean idea. His dick and balls were popping out of his shorts, so she kneeled down on them with all the body weight. She even made him spasm by jumping with her knees on his private parts. Poor Steve was begging her to stop, unable to do anything against the horrible humiliation of having a little girl pressing her knees on his balls. Seeing how he was totally helpless, she decided to have some fun with her victim. She got back up and climbed on top of the bed corner. Then, she jumped as high as she could and landed with both feet on the male’s exposed package with all of her 27kg. She stepped off his flattened scrotum to give him a second to breathe. However, being vicious and enjoying looking at a man suffering through his most intimate parts, she decided to humiliate him even further. She moved toward his head and took off her pajama bottom. She then sat on his face and wrapped her pretty heads around his head. His nose was stuck between her butt-cheeks and her smell was intoxicating. He quickly understood the situation he was in, but could do absolutely nothing. While in a 69 position, his humiliation would begin. Since she was 45cm shorter than him, she had to stretch her body over his to grab his testicles in her hands. Then, she squeezed the orbs as hard as she could under his clothes. It hurt a lot! Poor Steve was exhausted from this match. Because of Sally’s control over him, he could not move an inch. Seeing how enormous his penis was, Sally decided to change tactics. With one hand, she would tickle his testicles, and with the other, she would twist his dick. Steve was beyond saving. He couldn’t even scream, being smothered under a girl’s ass. Not even a minute went by that he ejaculated in his shorts, to Sally’s surprise. “Hey! This dumbass is pissing all over me,” she shouted. She was doing this for fun without knowing exactly what she was doing. Steve didn’t take it as a game. She knew this could happen, but Lily never truly explained men’s true weakness. Yet Sally was shining with joy from defeating her first male. Him, the tallest, strongest guy in the group, humiliated by offering his seed to a girl within a minute, what a shame…

Mike was also defenseless against Sandy. She was too fast, too fast for him to follow the rhythm of her attacks. Her perfect legs were lunching devastating blows right at his balls. He wasn’t even trying to stop her or even protect himself, letting her beat his nuts to a pulp. Then the other girls walked in the room. Katherine’s eyes went wide open with awe when she saw her brother completely dominated by girl.

“Hey Sandy, that’s my big brother Michael,” she claimed, excited.

“Let me try for a second,” she added.

“No problem, though you told me he was so strong, I think he’s a wimp. He didn’t even last 30 seconds,” she told Katherine, who immediately dropped her knee into her brother’s poor balls. “So who’s the other guy?” she pondered. None of the girls seemed to know, so they brought all the boys to the room to figure it out.

“The guy under Sally, he goes to college down the street,” claimed Lily, completely taken aback from what Sally had done to him.

“But why is a college guy in a house full of high school girls?”

“He was with us and we asked him to come see us beat up a bunch of girls,” answered Mark.

“He just came in case, but seeing what Sally did to him…” Mark didn’t have the guts to finish his sentence, too humiliated for his cousin. He also thought of his own defeat. Both cousins had been conquered by a couple of high school girls. He looked at Marcia, who was making a sexy pose.

“Hey, Steve!” teased Lily in a humbling voice “my big brother knows a few people from college, I’m going to tell him what happened tonight so he can spread the word around campus. What do you think of that, big boy?” Steve was still immobilized under Sally’s ass, his dick pointing skyward between her hands, unable to respond, being smothered and all. The girls laughed from watching the boys, being humiliated even further.

Sally finally let go of Steve. It took him a few minutes before he could muster the strength to get back up. Eventually, all seven boys were back on their feet, their ego shattered and their tails between their legs. However, Steve was the most humiliated.

“Say girls, how about we finish tonight with a guy’s face under our butts? What do you think?”

They all agreed.

“Oh no! We are done here, we’re leaving,” shouted Steve.

Steve had had enough of being squeezed by Sally. He was obviously trying to hide something. Marcia being smart knew he was trying to keep it a secret from the girls. They tried to flee, but the girls pinned them down with a well-placed kick between the legs. The girls couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of all the boys clashing against one another while holding their balls before falling to the floor. Each girl went to the boy they had just kicked. Unable to handle more humiliation, the boys begged the girls for mercy. They were totally under the girls’ vicious control. The girls had had enough of their coward pleads. It was all too easy for them. They decided to strip the guys naked and tie them together. Then, they pushed them out of Lily’s house into the street. They looked so stupid altogether, tied up in the middle of the way where bystanders stared them down. The girls ended the night looking at the boys laughing hysterically.

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Slumber party - chapter 3

Chapter 3: Girls beat Boys

Lily wrecked Todd… His arrogance and self-esteem quickly vanished when he saw Lily smiling with an evil grin. She was 20cm shorter and 25kg lighter. As soon as she got closer, Todd put both hands over his groin to protect his jewels. “Like I told the girls earlier, the second time is way easier,” said Lily. Todd didn’t understand what she meant by that. Lily hit him hard in the face with a right-handed slap, followed by a kick on the leg-bone. Todd dropped his guard and Lily took the opportunity to swing her fist right in his unprotected balls!

He screamed. The pain almost made him faint, but he managed to turn away from her and stand against the wall to keep his testicles out of Lily’s vicious attacks. It didn’t work. The girl slid her hand between his legs and gripped his testicles with an iron fist.

The poor boy yelled from the pain. She forced him to lie down on the bed, face down, ass up, locking one of his arms behind his back and keeping his balls firmly squeezed between her fingers. Todd was scared. He found it hard to breathe. The girl could do whatever she wanted with him now that he was defenseless.

One down, six to go!

Samantha was slightly stronger than Robert, even though he was taller than her. Her body was quite fit. Being 145cm tall with toned firm legs, this fight was a piece of cake. She circled around the boy, forcing him to spin like a top, and each time he managed to face her, she kneed him in the crotch.

The poor guy couldn’t keep up and had no idea what was going on, she was way too fast, and he ended up falling down on his knees in front of the girl, moaning. Disappointed, Samantha went to sit on the bed. It was just too easy for her, and was wondering what to do to him next.

Two down, five to go!

John carefully came closer to Katherine; he was experienced in street fights and never underestimated his opponent, even if she was younger. Katherine sent her foot straight upward to hit the man in the balls. John skillfully dodged the kick and grabbed Katherine in a vice. He tried to lure her on the bed. She tried using her legs, but he was too close to her. Then, she remembered what Lily said, and she lunched a vicious punch right in John’s unprotected balls. It hurt him a lot, but John withstood the hit. He managed to move his hips sideways to keep his manhood out of her reach. Katherine was in trouble…

Heather and Marcia were like day and night. Heather was kept cool when Paul started walking toward her, and even invited him with arms open, whereas Marcia was running wild to stay as far as possible from Mark. Mark stopped when he saw Paul taking Heather in his arms to kiss her. Paul was fondling Heather’s large breasts while she was rubbing the protruding erection begging to break free from his pants.

While Paul was in heaven, Heather slid her hand down the boy’s pants and crushed his nuts with all her might. Paul screamed and bent over in an attempt to break free of Heather’s devilish hand. But his efforts only resulted in having his gonads gripped even tighter by the feminine hand, which hurt a lot… a lot! Paul had no other choice and was forced to hold on to her shoulders so he couldn’t sink any lower where she would rip his nuts off. The poor guy was in a humiliating position, his face stuck between the gorgeous girl’s boobs.

Three down, four to go!

Mark was in a trance ─ captivated by his friend’s situation. Marcia took the opportunity to swing her foot as hard as she could. She missed his genitals, bringing Mark back to reality. During this second of distraction, she kicked his one more time, this time crushing his penis, then a terrible knee to the penis, again, and again.

The poor guy didn’t last, and fell to the ground. He was rolling on the floor, grabbing his nuts while watching Marcia smiling before him.

Four down, three to go!

The buys were shocked to see Sandy and Sally take the offensive. Mike was hypnotized by Sandy’s sexy legs, which she used to torture his balls with kicks and knees. But he was tough and managed to shake the pain away, trying to use a special wrestling move to pin the girl down. He missed his attack and ended up in front of her again. She resumed her kneeing and kicking on the boy’s most sensitive area, hitting her targets dead on with every blow.

Her low blows were eventually too much to handle, and the male with balls twice their original size was rendered defenseless against the girl, not to mention he was now in major pain.

Five down, two to go!

Little Sally was about to face a guy 40cm taller than her. She wasted no time and went straight for the male’s genitals as hard as she could. The man found it annoying to be hit by a girl in the private parts and barely felt her attacks. He grew tired of her assault and picked her up like a doll. He made the mistake of turning her upside down. Sally put her hands down the guy’s pants and squeezed his testicles as hard as she could with each hand. Steve felt that one! His legs went numb and he fell on his knees, bringing Sally down with him. He then fell on his back, now with Sally over him.

Six down, one to go!

Lily was facing the mirror, applying makeup, and sitting in a way that made Todd lust for her, which he didn’t want to. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her seductive body. Her long legs, her perfect ass, her long blond hair… He was completely under her charm, which was humiliating since she kept using dirty tricks to torture him for the second time. His ego pushed him toward revenge, but Todd was scared she would win again, so he decided to remain motionless on the bed. Lily got annoyed by his weak coward ways.

“You’re such a wimp, a five year old girl could kick your ass,” she said angrily. Todd blushed, but stayed idle. He had had enough punishment for one night. Lily sighed, got up, went to him, and tossed him off the bed. He fell chin first on the floor, his ass still pointing up on the side of the bed. She slid her hand between his butt-cheeks and grabbed him by the testicles to force him to come with her and take a look at the other rooms, where the other girls were.

“C’mon slave, move before I break that toy I’m holding!” she ordered. The poor male was beyond humiliated, but had to choice but to comply. He had to do whatever she said if it meant keeping his manhood in one piece.

Robert wasn’t moving. He stayed on his kneed, holding his balls. Samantha knew he was no going to fight again, which was pissing her off. Lily came in with Todd. They almost tripped over Robert. Lily squeezed Todd’s testicles to force him to the floor. Then she let go and went to sit next to Samantha. They both watched the show that Katherine was putting for everyone.

John wasn’t the tallest, but he was tough and strong. Katherine was in a pinch, but didn’t panic since she had experience wrestling with her big brother. The redhead was itching to know the feeling girls can have when they beat a guy. John was scared of moving. Every time he tried to change position, Katherine responded with a vicious knee to the genitals. John’s cock was hurting a lot, but he was still stronger and kept her from moving. That’s when Katherine had an idea. She grabbed the boy’s fingers and cruelly bent them backward. John immediately let go of her. Katherine instantly took a step back and delivered a violent kick to the poor boy’s balls. He doubled over yet received another flawless kick to the balls. He yelled and fell to the floor. Lily and Samantha cheered for their friend’s superb victory over the male. There were now two big strong guys floored in the room by a bunch of young girls.

Seven down, none to go!

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Slumber party - chapter 2

Chapter 2: Enter the Boys

Outside Lily’s house, a group of boys were gathered to get revenge on Lily and were hatching a plan of attack. It wasn’t going to be mean but more of a tease to scare her. The mastermind of this whole coup was the recently humiliated Todd. What they knew, was that Lily had friends over for the night; but what they didn’t expected, was that they were all dressed with minimum clothing and lingerie. All in all, there were as many girls as there were boys.

Mark, the leader of the gang, asked Todd “You sure you can handle Lily? We don’t want to see you defeated again. You can always try Sally, there’s no risk.” The others laughed at Todd, but remained quiet to avoid alerting the girls inside. Todd got pissed and said “I will end this bitch, she won’t surprise me twice!”

“Did you hear that?” whispered Marcia. She was not the prettiest, but she had brains to spare and a great sense of humor. The girls would often go to her for advice. From her comment, the girls became agitated. “I heard a noise,” said Samantha, “You think there’s a burglar in the house?”

“It’s too early for burglars, plus my parents locked the doors before leaving. But just to be safe, let’s go have a look,” said Lily. They silently moved toward the stairs to listen more closely. They heard voices coming from downstairs. “I hear Robert, Mark, and Todd,” said Heather, “I’m sure they came here to ruin our night.”

Lily spoke “Maybe it’s time to get some practice on what I told you earlier, they are all tall and strong, except Todd. There is no better target for us. I want all of them stripped naked in the bathroom for a demonstration on how to pull out the juices and humiliate them. Okay girls?”

Katherine was eager to fight. Lily had inspired her. “Best idea you’ve ever had, Lily. Let’s make them split.” They made four teams and went in the bedrooms. Lily and Heather went downstairs and turned the lights on “Hey boys, nice of you to drop by,” said Heather before both girls ran back upstairs. Heather went into Lily’s room, and Lily went in the master bedroom. They shut the doors in a slam. Lily’s perfect legs drew Todd’s libido off the roof. He went right after her, and soon the other guys split up to search the house.

In the guest room, Samantha and Katherine were waiting for their victims. Katherine was pumped up for a fight, and Samantha being an athlete was used to competition. John and Robert stormed in the room. They looked hesitant for a moment, they knew Samantha would be difficult to handle. And Katherine also had the reputation of being tough as nails. Seeing them in their skin-tight t-shirts brought them to excitement. John walked toward Katherine, leaving Samantha for Robert, who was fixated on Samantha’s breasts.

Heather and Marcia lured Paul and Mark in their trap. The guys were happy. Although Marcia didn’t attract them, they were both excited to get physical with Heather. By winning a round of rock-paper-sissors, Paul would be the lucky one to face Heather, leaving Marcia to Mark, who, despite favoring Heather, still had a massive erection from looking at the girl wearing a see-through blouse, which barely hid the perky breasts bouncing underneath. They were going to have fun.

Sandy and Sally were waiting in the next room. They didn’t know the guys who entered their room. Looking at the girls before them, Micheal and Steve were both getting confident. However, although they were younger, the girls had astonishing bodies which gave the guys an instant erection.