Daughter has some fun

My day started out as normal enough, but as the day went on it just got worse.  When I got home from work my wife, Lisa, was in my daughters room and my daughter, Jenny, was crying.  My wife told me that she was at school and some boys were picking on her.  I went over to my daughter to comfort her.

After we ate dinner, we were all talking about what happened and what would be best to do.  During the conversation, we were washing the dishes and my wife went to spank my ass to motivate me to work faster, but as her hand went towards my ass, I turned around.  She nailed me right in my balls.  I stop in mid sentence and bent over from the pain.  Just as that happened she yelled that she knew what to do.

About 10 minutes later we were all in the family room when my wife told me to strip naked.  I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face, and asked why.  She told me that she was going to teach Jenny all about men and their balls.  She reiterated to strip or it will be worse.  I stood up and started to strip while my wife explained to my daughter what was going to happen.  I must say that as I was taking off my clothes, I was getting a little excited.

When all I had on was my boxers my wife told me to stop and walk over to the couch where they were sitting.  She reached up and pulled my boxers off.  Standing at attention was my cock.  My daughter giggled while it bounced in the air.  My wife took hold of my balls and started to explain to Jenny about men and their balls.  The whole time she was still grasping to my balls.  When she let them go they were sore from her grabbing them, but it would get a lot worse as time went on.

My wife told my daughter to grab my balls so she could feel what it is like to have a pair of balls in her hand.  As she grabbed them I winced in pain as she did not know how sensitive they are.  She looked up at me while squeezing them; I looked back at my daughter as she was holding my balls in her hands.  My wife told her that if she has a man by his balls, he is in her possession.  She let go of my balls and I breathed a sigh of relief.

My daughter was a quick learner and asked if she could kick me in the balls.  My wife smiled as she knew that her daughter was becoming an expert ballbuster.  My wife told me to kneel on the floor and spread my legs.  When I got on the floor, my daughter told me to beg her to bust my balls.  She stood in front of me as I was kneeling with my legs spread and my balls hanging exposed.  She took a step back and let loose a kick to my balls.  The top of her foot nailed my balls, I screamed in pain.

I rolled on to the floor holding my balls.  She laughed and asked to do it again.  All I could do was groan.  She lifted me back up and tied my hands behind my back.  She whispered something into my wife’s ear and ran upstairs.  Mean while my wife walked up to me and old me she was getting some “accessories” to use.  She reached down and started to squeeze my balls, while she was doing this she whispered to me that she was going to give my balls to Jenny for her birthday.

When Jenny came back downstairs she had a bag full of “accessories”.  She dropped the bag and pulled out a pair of high heels.  She put them on and told me to spread them.  She reared back and let her foot fly into my balls.  The toe hit me squarely in my balls.  I fell over trying to cover my balls, but I could not because my hands were tied.  After a couple of minutes she lifted me back up again and told me that she was not going to use these heels again.

She took off her heels and went to the bag again.  She pulled out a pair of stiletto heels and smiled.  I kneed in front of my daughter while she put them on.  She reached over and grabbed my balls pulling them down.  She let go, stood up and kicked my balls, she was screaming she was so happy, I was screaming because my balls were be busted.  She walked over to me and said that there would be no more kicking for a little while.

After I was giving some time to recover from my daughters ball kicking they dragged me into the kitchen.  I knew that I was in trouble when I saw the smirk on my wife’s and daughter’s faces.  They sat me down in a chair and tied my arm behind me and tied my legs open.  My balls were very sore and because of that they were very close to my body.  Jenny got mad that my balls were not hanging low anymore.

My wife got an idea and ran to the medicine cabinet and returned with a bottle of muscle heat cream.  She told my daughter to make sure that I was tied down tight.  Lisa poured some into her hand and lathered it on to my balls.  For the first minute it was not that bad, and then all hell broke loose on my balls.  They were burning up I felt that they were on fire.  I yelled and tried to get free to no avail.

After about 10 minutes of hell my wife walked up and rinsed them off so there would be no greasy residue left on my balls.  By now my balls were as low as I had ever seen them.  They were hanging over the edge of the chair.  My daughter was now smiling, and ready for some fun.

She looked around the kitchen for some new toys she could use on my balls.  She first saw a wooded spoon.  She grabbed it, then my balls.  She lifted up her hand and swung at my balls.  I cringed in pain as she hit my tender balls.  She continued that for about 10 minutes till my balls were red and swollen.  The only relief I got what when she was done she would take some time to find the next item.

Next she walked up with a hand full of rubber bands.  She started at the base of my cock and worked her way down my balls.  When she got near the bottom she separated each of my balls into their own bag.  She stood back to admire her work as my balls glistened in the light.  She looked up at me and told that my balls have no where to hide now.

She walked away as my wife watch in pure enjoyment of my discomfort.  Lisa walked up to me to admire her daughters work.  She told me that this was for her enjoyment and learning and that I was to respect that no matter what she wants to do to my balls.  All I could do was agree with what my wife said.  Jenny returned with 2 screw clamps, I gulped in fear.

Before she did anything my wife told her that I had giving my balls to her to play with when ever she wants.  My daughter looked at me and asked if that was true, and what could I say with the position I was in.  I told her that my balls were hers to do with what she pleases.  She smiled and thanked me with a smack to my stretched out balls.  I winced in pain.

She then opened up one clamp and placed it on my left ball.  She tightened it till it hung off of my ball.  She then did the same to my right ball.  She wanted to play a game with my balls.  She picked up a pair of dice and some paper to write out the rules.  She would roll the dice to see how many turns to turn on the clamps.  The only way out of the game was snake eyes.  If an even number came up it would me half the turns for one ball and half for the other, if it came up odd once again split in half but each clamp would get half a twist to make up the difference.

She rolled the first die, 4, I was already in pain, and the second die was 2, for a total of 6.  First she clamped my right ball 3 turns, then my left.  I felt that they were going to pop.  She rolled again, first came a 1, I was excited that it could end, and then a 6, a total of 7.  She decided to do one twist per ball, fallowed by the half twist.  I looked down at my balls to see that they were only about 1 inch thick; they are normally about 1.5 inches thick.  I was in fear for my balls.

She took another roll as I pondered that fate of my balls.  The first one was a 6, the second one was also a 6, for total of 12.  She looked at my balls started the twists, when she was done she told me that the last couple of twist were very hard to do.  I looked down at my balls in fear that they would be gone.  They were now down to about .75 inches thick.  She grabbed the dice to roll again.

I watched the first die land on a 1.  She rolled the second die, which landed on a 1.  I was so happy.  She got mad and reached over to my balls and started to twist the clamps off.  I watched her do it and she first started do it the wrong way and tightening them more I screamed in pain.  She then realized her mistake and took off the clamps.  My balls expanded back into shape.

She took off the rubber bands which have been on my balls for almost 30 minutes, as the blood rushed back into my balls the pain got worse.  She laughed at how purple they had gotten and slapped them back to life.  As she was slapping my balls she asked her mom what she should do next to my balls.  She thought for a second and told her to go get some rope.

My daughter ran off into the garage to get some rope as I sat there with my wife.  She reached over and inspected my balls and said that there appeared to me no damage done.  She told me that her pussy was so wet, and when Jenny was playing the dice game she nearly orgasmed with every twist.  She grabbed my balls and reminded me that they belong to Jenny now.

When Jenny returned with the rope, my wife had untied me from the chair and retied me to the door frame so I was standing up; well actually the rope tied to my arms was holding me up.  When Jenny returned with the rope she tied it around my balls and pulled on it a little.  She let go of my balls with the rope tied around them and went and got a gallon of water.

She tied the gallon of water to the other end of the rope and let it go.  My balls were being pulled down and the only thing keeping me from falling was the ropes tied to my arms.  My daughter laughed at the faces I was making.  Jenny reached over and lifted up the gallon of water and dropped it.  It seemed like it was going in slow motion, the gallon of water reached to bottom of the rope and pulled on my balls.  I screamed in pain as my daughter screamed in enjoyment.

After 10 or so drops she was getting bored with the gallon of water.  She untied the gallon of water and tied a loop in the end of the rope.  Nothing prepared me for what she was going to do next.  She lifted her foot up and placed it in the loop.  She lifted her other foot off the ground which meant that the only thing holding her up were my balls.  She jumped off and then did it again.  My ball felt like they were going to rip off.

After some time she stopped and my wife told my daughter to get ready for bed.  I was relieved that this night was over.  They untied me and let me fall to the floor to recover.  I head them upstairs talking and laughing, but I could not make any of it out.  I finally got the strength to get up and go to bed.  When I walked it seemed like my balls were going to explode.  I was kind of dazed with what just happened.

I went up stairs and kissed my daughter goodnight, to which she squeezed my balls.  I limped into my bed room and my wife was standing there with nothing on.  I looked at her perfect body and started to get erect.  She looked at me and said that it all seems to work ok.  She walked up to me and pushed me back on the bed.  She asked if I was prepared for the best sex of my life.

The next thing I remember I hear the alarm clock going off.  I thought that it was weird that it was going off since it was Saturday.  I got up still sore from last night I put on some boxers and limped down stairs.  My daughter was eating breakfast, and my wife was staring with some of the house work.  I sat down and started eating a bowl of cereal.

Jenny told me to come and sit next to her.  When I got up she told me to remove my boxers before I sat back down.  I told her no, then she reminded me that she owns me now and to do what ever she says.  I looked at her and removed my boxers.  I sat down next to her.  We were both eating when I felt her hand grab my balls.  I nearly coughed up my cereal when she did that.  I asked her to not do that since they were still sore.  She looked at me and squeezed while telling me to never tell her what to do.

When she let go, I was no longer hungry and got up to clean up.  Jenny told me to come upstairs to be washed.  I fallowed her upstairs to the bathroom.  She started to fill the tub with water when she told me that if I get an erection she would start more ballbusting.  She started to take off her clothing and trying to do it as sexy as possible.  All I could do was watch as she stripped right in front of me.  I could feel a twitch in my cock and tried to think of other thing to avoid getting hard.  It was impossible; before I knew it I was rock hard.

Jenny looked at my cock and looked up at me and told me that I would be washed then punished.  She ordered me into the tub which was almost scolding hot.  She told me to stop being a baby, and the hot water was to loosen up my balls.  She washed my body and told me to open my legs so she could clean my balls.

After I got out of the bath my balls were hanging low.  She looked at them and told me to walk over to the sink, which was at the perfect height for my balls.  She turned on the water and switched it over to the hottest setting.  She filled the sink up with hot water and slowly opened the drain so that the water level would remain constant with the hot water running.

She ordered me to put my balls into the now steaming water.  I hesitated at first, and lifted my balls over the sink.  She stood behind me to keep me from backing away.  As I held my balls over the water I could feel the heat of the water on my balls.  I dropped them into the hot water and yelled in pain.  I tried to pull back but my daughter held me in place.  Jenny told me to put my hands behind my back.

She moved from behind me and watched my balls turn redder and redder.  After about 5 minutes, she turned off the water and told me to remove my balls from the water.  My balls were sore to the touch because of the hot water.  She told me to clean up and join her in her room for my punishment.

I followed her into her room where my wife was waiting for us.  I stood in front of my wife and daughter completely naked.  My wife said that last night she had giving me a mild sedative to knock me out.  I asked why and she said that it was so she could collect my sperm so she could get pregnant again and have another girl.  She looked at my daughter and winked at her.

Jenny looked back to me and said that she was going to pop one of my balls and when her sister came of age she would pop my one remaining ball.  I wanted to protest, but my daughter owned my balls.  She walked up to me and grabbed my balls in her hands; she squeezed them while asking me which one she should pop.

I winced in pain and looked back down at her hold my balls.  She told me to hurry up or she would decide for me.  I told her to pop my right testicle.  She laughed and said that is not good enough; get down on your knees and beg me to pop your right ball.  She let go of my balls and I fell to my knees.  I looked up to her and begged her to pop my right testicle.  She looked down at me and said that since I asked nicely she would do it for me.

While I was kneeling down she told me to open my legs up for some kicking.  I spread my legs apart, totally exposing my balls.  They were hanging lower because of the hot water they were just in.  Before she kicked my balls she placed a rubber band around them so they would not be able to move around as much.  She then kicked me square in my balls.  I rolled on to the floor grasping my balls.

She told me get up and get on top of her bed.  We were going to play another game.  She pulled out the dice from the day before and told me the rules.  This game has no way out except for popping your right ball.  The total number on the dice will indicate how many times I will hit you balls; I get to choose how to hit them.  The only way out is the popping of your right ball.  That will happen when both dice came up with ones.

She rolled the first die, a 5, the second die came up a 3, a total of 8.  She thought for a second and told me to stand up.  She walked up to me and opened my legs with her knee and said that she would knee my balls 8 times.  My wife stood behind me to hold me up.  She brought her knee up into my defenseless ball, I tried to fall down but my wife held me up.  Seven more times she kneed my balls.  After the last I fell to the floor.

Before I had a chance to recover, she was rolling the dice.  First came a 6 and another 6.  She looked at me and told me to open my legs up for her.  She reached over and said 12 seconds per ball of squeezing.  She grabbed my left ball, and placed it between her thumb and fingers.  She started to squeeze as I screamed in pain.  When she let go, she said that it is now the chosen ball’s turn.

I rolled in pain from the ball squeezing as she was reaching for the dice.  First came a 1.  She got so excited, that when she rolled the second die it fell off the table, it landed on 5.  I breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, until she said that it was not a legal roll since it fell off the table.  She picked it back up and rolled it again.  It came to rest with the number 1.

She screamed in pure joy.  She gave me choices in how I wanted her to pop my right ball.  My choices were standing with no shoes on, standing with high heels on, clamps, or squeezing.  I was still in shock that my daughter was going to be popping one of my balls, and it took some time for me to process the question she asked.  I asked her how she wanted to pop daddy’s ball.  She said standing with high heels.  I told her to do it that way.

She told me once again to beg her to pop my right ball with her high heels.  I begged her to pop my right testicle with her high heels.  She smile and said ok.  She went into the closet and pulled out a pair of red high heels.  Mean while my wife tied up my balls and separated them so the left ball would go unharmed for the time being.  My daughter walked up to me and placed her heel on my right testicle.

I looked up to her and she looked down at me, the moment our eyes met she placed all her weight on my right testicle.  I screamed in pain and tried to pull away, but my wife held me in place.  She I looked back at my daughter who was smiling as she was ending half of my manhood.  Just as I was about to pass out from the pain I heard little pop and everything went black.

I woke up the next day with a huge pain in my balls.  I reached for them, but before my hand got to them my wife told me not to touch down there.  It was still pretty sensitive.  Shortly there after my daughter cam into the room and thanked me for letting her pop my testicle.  She said by next month she could go back to kicking me in my balls, oops I mean you ball.  My daughter and wife laughed at that little mistake.

All I could do now is wait for my wife to have another baby girl and for her to pop my remaining testicle.  In the mean time, my daughter still owned my other ball to play with whenever and how ever she wanted to.  It was going to be long time till my other ball was to be popped.

John

            John was so happy.  His wife, Sarah, had just giving birth to their first child, a baby girl.  He was 22 and she was 21.  They met about 2 years ago and got married right away.  John was calling everyone to tell them the good news.  He called his sister and his mother.  When he spoke to his mother she was the most jubilant.

            About a month after the birth, John’s mom called and asked him to come over to do some house work for the weekend.  John checked with Sarah that she would be ok by herself and was off to his mother’s house.  She lived about a 1/2 days drive away.  John left early Friday morning and planned to be back Sunday evening.

            He arrived at his mom’s house around 11 in the morning.  He was talking to his mom about what need to be done around the house.  It was mostly busy work that she could have easily of done herself.  She was only 45 and in pretty good shape.  John went upstairs to take a shower after the long drive there.

He always liked showering here because his dad had installed a double duty water heater.  This meant that he could take extra long hot shows.  He liked hot showers because it made his balls hang low.  He always felt more of a man when they hung low.  After a lengthy show he admired himself in the mirror of the bathroom. 

            He would have masturbated in the bathroom, but he made a promise to his wife that he would not orgasm while he was away from her over the weekend.  He was kind of hoping to relieve himself since the last time he had sex was over 10 months ago and because of the new baby in the house the last time he masturbated was over 2 weeks ago.  He had a bad case of the blue balls.

            He went into the guest bed room to change and when he entered all of his clothes were gone.  He walked around for a minute with nothing but the towel to cover himself to try to find his clothes.  He called for his mom to ask her what happened to his clothes.  She yelled back that it was rude to ask questions across the house.

            He went down stairs to ask his mom and what he saw shocked him.  His mother, 45, was standing nude in the kitchen.  He apologized and turned around quickly.  She told him not to worry.  Even though it was his mother, his cock started to grow.  This was because he was horny because he had not cum in over 2 weeks.  He was now even more embarrassed.

            His mom walked over to him and said that she took all of his clothes and locked them away for the weekend.  She went on to tell him she knew all about how he had not cum in over 2 weeks.  Then she told him why he was here this weekend.  She sat him down at the kitchen table and told him to remove the towel.

            She asked him if he knew why he only had one other sibling, his older sister.  He did not know why.  She told him that after she had giving birth to his sister his mother, John’s grandmother, clamped one of his dad’s testicles.  Then after you were born I clamped the other testicle.  That is why you only have one sister.

            That is why you are here this weekend.  Your wife knows what I am doing and approves of our family tradition and wants to continue it with you.  Our family tree only has parents having no more then 2 children.  So I will be using the burdizzo on one of your testicles and the other your wife will do after you have a second child.

            She told him that if he loved his wife and newborn daughter and his mother that he would let her clamp one of his balls.  He was quite confused and aroused.  He was sitting across the table from the woman that castrated his father after she gave birth to him and now wants to castrate him.

            He had one question, that he was kind of embarrassed to ask his mother.  He was stumbling on the words when she butted in.  She told him that he can not cum until after she had castrated him.  His cock was hard as a rock and his mother could easily see it.  He said that he would do anything for his family and said yes.

            His mother asked him what testicle he wanted to keep his right or his left.  This was a tough choice for him.  He grabbed hold of his balls and looked up at his mom.  He told her to choose which ball she wanted to take.  All she could do was smile and say thank you.

            His mother told him that he could go at it right now but it would be more painful, or if he let her play around with his balls for awhile it would not hurt as much, plus it was more fun for her.  He said that he did not want to do it right now and would like to see her have some fun.  They agreed that at noon on Saturday she would clamp one of his balls.

            She told him to go into her room and bring down the 2 black duffel bags while she cleaned up from lunch.  He went upstairs with his cock still hard and his balls in the fate of his mothers hands.  He found the 2 big bags and came back down stairs.  He was still amazed that he was still hard for this long of time.

            His mother was sitting in the living room when John came down with the bags.  She told him to put the bags on the ground and stand next to his mother.  He stood next to his mom with his cock hard as a rock and his balls hanging lower then ever.  She took each of his balls in each of her hands.

            She rolled his balls around and was deciding which one to use the burdizzo on.  She looked up him and squeezed his left ball and said that she would take this one.  He was wincing in pain as she squeezed his left ball.  She released his balls and told him to kneel on the floor in the middle of the room.

            She went in to one of the bags and pulled out a pair of heels.  She put them on and walked over to her son.  She took a piece of rope and tied his hands behind his back and also tied his penis pointing up so it was out of the way.  She stood back and admired her work.  She told him that she was going to have a ball.

            She took a step forward and nailed her son in the balls with her right foot.  He tried to cover his balls bust his hands were tied tight.  Before he could fall over she kicked him again.  He was out of breath from the 2 kicks he just received from his mom.  She told him that the fun was just beginning.

            For the next hour she continued to kick his balls with different shoes.  She was laughing and smiling the whole time.  She gave his some time to rest after she had finished kicking his balls.  She untied his hands and told him to lie down on the floor, stomach down.

            He was lying down when his mother went behind him and pulled his balls down toward his feet.  He was down and his balls were laid out on the floor below his but.  They were a good 4 inches below his ass.  His mother was jubilant with what she was looking at.

            She put on her stilettos and walked towards John.  He was shaking in fear of what might happen next.  She placed the toe of each of her shoes on each of his balls.  She slowly increased the pressure until the balls slipped out.  She tried it again but they kept sliding out.

            She took some rubber bands and looped them around his balls.  Soon his balls were separated into their own sack and had no where to hide.  She once again placed the toe of her shoe on John’s balls.  She put more pressure on them as John was yelling in pain.

            She lifted her heels ever higher until she looked down and all of her weight was on her son’s balls.  She stood there for a minute while John yelled in pain.  She stepped down from her son’s balls and they bounced back to shape.  I guess the added sperm in your balls is acting as filler for them she said jokingly. 

            She wanted to test how full they were.  She turned around and placed the heels of her stilettos on each of his balls and stated to tilt her weight on to her son’s balls.  Shortly after stating she thought for a minute that she should only be doing this to the left ball since that was the chosen one.

            She placed all of her weight on the left ball briefly and watched as the ball dimpled in the middle around the heel and came back to shape.  She examined in more to discover that it was no longer round but that it had an indent in it from her heel.  She was happy with what pressure she could place on her son’s balls.

            It was 4 in the afternoon now and she let him rest while she prepared dinner.  After an hour John walked into the kitchen, with is cock still rock hard and still tied up.  He sat down at the table and asked how this was less painful.

            She answered him, while removing the rubber bands from his balls, that since his balls will be numb from the day of busting them, he will not feel the burdizzo as much.  He agreed in his some what delirious state.  She sat down as they ate dinner both still naked and he hard as a rock with his balls throbbing.

            After dinner she told him to stay in his chair while she cleaned off the table.  She took out a bunch of kitchen tools and laid them on the table.  She then tied John up to the chair with his legs spread open and his balls resting on the seat of the chair.

            She grabbed the spatula and started to beat her son’s balls into the chair.  All he could do was scream.  Next she took the salad tongs to pull and twist his balls.  She was smiling the entire time he was in pain.  She looked into his eyes as she twisted his balls this way and that way.

            Next she picked up the wooden spoon and smacked it against her hand as hard as she could.  The sound sent shivers down John’s spine.  She rubbed it against his balls before she started to hit them with the wooden spoon.  She used the wooden to crack both his testicles.  Then she focused on his left testicle.

            She pounded the left testicle for almost 30 minutes to soften it up.  She let him rest while she went to get some more toys.  She promised that there would be no more hitting for a little while.  She returned with a mug 3/4 full of hot water.  She told him that she wanted some testicle tea.

            She picked up his balls and placed them in the mug of hot water.  John grunted as his balls were being submerged in the hot water.  She continued to dip his balls in to the hot water until the water cooled off.  John’s balls were now hanging low in his sack.  His mom got up and went to get some other toys.

            She returned with a shoe lace and a heavy bag.  She dropped the bag on the floor with a thud and started to tie the sting around her son’s balls.  When she was done she told him to kneel on the floor.  She tied the bag of weights to the string and told him to stand up.

            John struggled to get up with the weight pulling down on his balls.  His mom offered to help.  She lifted the weights and told him to stand up.  He was able to stand now with the weights not pulling his balls down.  Once he was standing his mom dropped the weights.

            His balls we stretched to the limit.  He tried to sit down but his mom would not let him.  He was forced to stand there for about 10 minutes as the weight pulled his balls down.  She then removed the bag of weights and John let out a sigh of relief as she was tying a loop in the end of the string.

            She asked him to guess how much weight was hanging from his balls.  He guessed 50 pounds.  She laughed as she told him it was only 15 pounds.  She told him that she was just warming his balls up.  She put her foot into the loop and started to lift her other foot off the ground.  All that was holding her up was her son’s balls.

            She stood there while her son grunted in pain had his balls were forced to hold up his mother.  Finally after what seemed like an eternity she stepped down.  John looked down at his balls and they were about 6 inches lower then they were before.  All John’s mom could do was laugh.

            After she had removed the string she told him that she was getting tired and that they should go to bed soon.  She retrieved a couple of items.  First she placed a remote dog shock around John’s balls and locked it in place.  Then she placed him in a chastity belt.  She did not want him to have an unauthorized release during the night.

            She tested the shock collar and nothing happened.  She was pissed until she realized that it was set to low.  She moved it to full and tested it again.  John jumped in pain.  His hands trying to protect his balls, but he could do nothing as they were being shocked.

            She was satisfied and told him to take the garbage out to the street.  He asked if he could get some clothes, she answered with a shock to his balls.  She told him that on the farm the closest neighbor was about a mile away and it was almost dark.  What she did not tell him is that the street was about 100 yards from the house.

            He walked out the back door and grabbed the garbage can and started to walk down the driveway.  He was terrified that some one might see him out there naked with the shock collar around his balls and in a chastity belt.  He was trying to be quite until his mom zapped his balls.  He let out a little yelp.

            She continued to zap his balls while he was taking out the trash.  Finally he was done.  When he got to the door his mom asked him to go the barn and get the burdizzo for her.  He went into barn and grabbed the burdizzo for his mom.  He was looking at it when his mom shocked his balls.

            He returned to the house and gave the burdizzo to his mom.  She sent him to his room to sleep.  She had set up his room with the TV and the DVD player.  She set it up to constantly play porn for him.  She knew that this would make his blue balls and begging for release.  He tried to sleep but the porn and his mom randomly zapping his balls kept him up through out the night.

            The next morning his mom went into the room and removed the chastity belt from him.  He did not wake up when she did this because of the lack of sleep.  She held his balls in her hand and rolled them around.  His cock responded to the way his balls were being handled and sprang to attention.  She stopped massaging his balls and waited till his cock got soft again.

            Once it was soft she woke her son up with a fist to the balls.  He woke up screaming clutching his balls.  She asked if this was better then zapping his balls to wake him up.  She felt the hands on approach was much better.  He agreed in pain.

            She told him to come downstairs for breakfast.  Though out breakfast she continued to zap her son’s balls.  After breakfast it was around 10:00.  She told him it was only 2 hours until she would take his left ball.  She was smiling while she said this to him.

            She told him to go down on all fours tilt his but into the air and present your balls to me.  She watched as her son went down on all fours and presented his balls to her.  She told him that he must give them to her.  With that John gave his balls to his mother.  She smiled and thanked him for giving his balls to her.

            She put on her pointy heels and started to kick her son’s balls.  She did this with many different shoes and only 2 balls.  After an hour he was pretty sore and she was pretty tired for kicking.  She grabbed his balls in her hand and removed the chock collar from them.  She told him to rest for awhile before she uses the burdizzo.

            She had him sit in the chair with his legs tied open and his arms behind his back.  His cock was hard and leaking a little precum.  He asked if he could get one more release before loosing his left ball.  She slapped his balls and told him no.  Your balls will remain full for the time being.

            She grabbed his balls and pulled them out.  She felt for the cord of the left ball and gently squeezed it with her thumb and finger.  She whispered in to her son’s ear and reached for the burdizzo.  He looked her in the eyes and said, “Mom will you please take my left testicle.”

            She smiled and told him that since he asked nicely she would be more then happy to take his left testicle.  She opened the burdizzo and slipped it behind her son’s left testicle.  She made sure that the cord was in the middle and closed it a little, just enough to hold the cord in place.

            She smiled and looked into her son’s eyes as she clamped down the rest of the way.  He screamed in pain as him mom crushed the cord of the doomed testicle.  She counted to 30 and released the burdizzo from his left testicle.  He was still in pain as she examined the clamped area.

            Perfect she yelled out, as he was still moaning in pain.  She helped him to his bedroom, which was still playing the porn.  She laid him down in his bed and went back to doing house work.  The next day he came downstairs limping and his scrotum was swollen, but not as bad as she expecting.  She examined the area and all looked well.

            She gave him some medication and told that he would be able to drive the next day.  He went upstairs to take a shower.  After the shower he remembered how he looked at himself before his mom took his left testicle.  The swelling was stating to go down and he could see was left of his left testicle.

            His mom did one last check on his balls and then locked him in a chastity belt.  She did not want him to release himself until his wife gave him permission to.  On the drive home he still had a bad case of blue balls, well blue ball, and could not wait to get home and his wife’s permission to cum.