Tuesday, October 18, 2022

Katie Punishes Ryan for Peeping in the Girls' Locker Room

This is a great F/M BB story submitted by Cole, written in the style of a play.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! We can only hope it inspires someone to perform it for us one day! Enjoy!


[The scene opens with Ryan restrained to a door - with his body in the shape of an X - in a hotel room, wearing only a T-shirt and tighty whities. Ryan awakes in a dazed and confused state, examining his restraints while not understanding how he has gotten himself into this awkward position.  On top of that, he embarrassingly has an erection.  The outlines surrounding the bulge in his tighty whities make his dick and balls clearly visible.  Suddenly, he notices Katie walking into the room, wearing a very short, free-flowing skirt and a sexy top, that reveals the shape of her beautiful body. She is also wearing cute socks that accentuate her youthful legs and feet.  Ryan smirks but is still concerned.]

Hey Katie … what’s going on?
I thought we were going to mess around.

[Katie puts her index finger over Ryan’s mouth.]

Shhhh … we are, Ryan.

[Katie smiles and rolls her eyes and begins to slowly pace around Ryan]

Well, why am I in these …

[Ryan doesn’t finish his sentence and begins looking more closely at his restraints.  Katie then quickly approaches Ryan from the front and puts her hand on his shoulder.]

I’ll explain.  Don’t worry so much.

Okay … I just - don’t understand why I don’t remember anything.

[Katie puts her index finger on the tip of Ryan’s nose.]

Ryan, you are a very silly boy.  
Do you want to play or not?

Yes … I do.  It’s just …

[Katie interrupts Ryan (to avoid talking about the fact that she drugged Ryan before putting him in restraints) and starts slowly lifting up her skirt from the front.]

Do you want to peep at my panties?

[Katie then abruptly flashes Ryan for less than a second and then giggles like a Japanese school girl with her hand over her mouth.  She then purposely drops a coin on the floor.]

Oops … I dropped something.

[Katie bends over, revealing the curves of her butt, covered by white cotton panties for about 5-10 seconds. Then, she turns around and sits down on the floor.]

Oh, I think I need to stretch a little.  I forgot to do my yoga today.

[Katie, in various stretches, shows the bulge of her cunt in her white cotton panties for several seconds at various angles.]

Hold on, I need to fix something above you.

[Katie gets on a chair near Ryan and pretends like she is doing something (but isn’t)]

[5 second Pause, Katie is still standing above Ryan on a chair.  Ryan begins to look up Katie’s skirt.]

Hey Ryan?

[Ryan adjusts his gaze towards Katie’s face.]


Are you looking up my skirt?

[Ryan looks away from Katie.]


[Katie steps down and gets face to face with Ryan again.]

Do you have an upskirt fetish or something?  

[Ryan smiles and blushes.]

No, Katie, I’m not into that.

Awe … I think you do.  Ahhhh …

[Katie puts her hand over her mouth briefly and then removes it and points her finger at Ryan’s bulge.]

Look, you gotta boner in your little tighty whities, you’re such a naughty boy … and a liar too - like a fucked up version of Pinnochio!

[Katie giggles turns around and lifts up the back of her skirt, showing her ass and the outline of her pussy in her panties to Ryan and starts slowly moving her ass from side to side and up and down.]

Do you like my panties, Ryan?

[Ryan smiles and responds in a coy manner.]


[Katie turns around and fixes her skirt.  She then responds while slowly moving her index finger over Ryan’s chest.]

Do you like staring at me, Ryan?
Do you like staring at me while I’m changing in the girl’s locker room?

[Ryan coughs and then pretends to act innocent.]

Huh?  What are you talking about?

Don’t deny it, Ryan.  I put a spy cam in your favorite broken stall and there are several time stamps.

Okay, Katie, I’ll do anything.  I’ll stop.  Please.  There’s gotta be something I can …

[Katie interrupts Ryan]

No, you don’t understand, Ryan.  I like you watching me change my clothes and peeping at my panties.  It makes me sooooo horny.  I’ve known for months!

[Katie pretends to be a kitten and acts silly.  Ryan is bewildered.]


I mean, I could report you and definitely have evidence … but I don’t want to do that.

[Ryan gives a cautious sigh of relief. Katie puts her hand on the side of Ryan’s face and chin.]

Trust me.  The only thing you have to do is never tell anyone about us and … of course, do whatever I say.

[Ryan quickly replies.]

Okay, I promise.  I understand.  Anything you want.

Good, honestly, I just want to keep our little thing a secret.  I like you.  And I know you like me.

[Katie looks down at Ryan’s bulge.]

I mean, you asked me out to prom.  I’m still thinking about it, but let’s just have some fun now.

[Katie teases Ryan. She lifts up her skirt and almost rubs her panties against his tighty whities while jumping around like a child.  She then starts playing with her tits very close to his face. Ryan blurts out in a soft tone.]

Oh my god, Katie, you are so hot!

[Katie begins to skip around in an excited manner and begins to twist her hair and then replies in a silly, flirtatious manner.]

I know.  I’m adorable!
Okay, you are going to love this!
Close your eyes.


No peeking.

I won’t.

[Katie then kicks Ryan very hard in the balls.  Ryan cries out in pain, goes limp and begins to groan, and barely musters the courage to make eye contact with Katie again.]

That’s what you get, pervert!

[Katie raises her arms with her palms facing up.]

Did you actually think that I would ever go out with YOU?!?!
I mean, what kind of lame nerd wears tighty whities, anyhow?

[Ryan is still wincing and in pain from the kick to his balls. He slowly shakes his head and casts his gaze downward.]

I know they’re not stylish, but I like the way briefs support my junk.

[Katie’s head tilts to the side in thought. Then she reaches down and grabs the waistband from the front of Ryan's tighty whities and suddenly gives him a full-force frontal wedgie.]

Is that enough support for you?!?!

[Katie emphasizes her point by increasing the strain of the frontal wedgie, causing Ryan to yelp. Katie then begins to playfully smack Ryan's nuts while administering the wedgie.]

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah.

[Katie releases Ryan.]

Pathetic!  What a dork!

[Katie stoops down and looks up at Ryan.  Ryan is still in pain and is now trying to avoid eye contact with her.]

Look at me!

[Ryan looks into Katie’s eyes.]

Oh my god, if you looked up “beta” in the dictionary, your picture would be there.  So pathetic.

Well, at least I don’t drug and torture people.

[Katie stands up.  She then smacks Ryan in the face and squeezes his mouth from both sides.]

Do you think you are morally superior, Ryan?  

[Katie scoffs.]

I think the girls in the locker room - who you watched who knows how many times would think differently - they might even call this … vigilante justice per se.

[Katie lets go of Ryan’s mouth.  Katie walks behind Ryan.]

Oh, and about prom, my answer is NO!

[Katie kicks Ryan in the balls hard again - from behind this time - at the exact time when she exclaims “No”.  Ryan yelps and breathes heavily in pain. Katie then walks in front of Ryan.]

Repeat after me.
I am a sex offending voyeur and a worthless incel.

I am a sex offending voyeur and a worthless incel.

I can’t hear you!  Again!

I am a sex offending voyeur and a worthless incel!

You know, Incel means involuntarily celibate.     
That reminds me …
I heard you tried out for the baseball team, and you were the single, only boy who was rejected.  Is that true?

[Katie laughs.  Ryan doesn’t respond.  Katie then aggressively grabs the neck of his shirt.]

Tell me or I’ll kick you again!

Yes, it’s true, I didn’t make the team!  Happy?
[Katie lets go of Ryan’s shirt and begins to pace around the room.]

That’s actually pretty sad, considering our school has - like - literally the worst team in the state.  Oh my god, I honestly cannot believe how much of a loser you are.  

[Katie walks to the edge of the room.]

Well, today’s your lucky day, Ryan.  We’re going to play some baseball.  Doesn’t that sound fun?

[Katie picks up a hard toy baseball bat (with her dominant hand) and starts patting her other hand with it.  She also makes a couple pretend bat swings.]

I like this idea.  I was getting bored of kickball.

[Katie lightly kicks Ryan’s balls again -  much less hard than the previous two kicks.]

Get it? Kickball?

[Katie laughs at her own pun and then places a sticker with a bullseye target on Ryan’s balls.  She then takes aim at Ryan’s balls, slowly swinging the bat back and forth several times.  Then, suddenly, she slams Ryan’s balls with the bat.  Ryan yelps again and Katie laughs.]

I guess that’s two balls and one strike.

[Katie laughs at her own pun again and then lies to Ryan.]

Come on, Ryan, the least you can do is take it like a man.  Just one more hit and we’re done.

[Ryan coughs and takes a deep breath.]

Okay, I’ll do it. I know I deserve this.

Yes you do. Stand firm.  You must repent for your subhuman behavior.  

[Katie hits Ryan in the balls with the bat again.  As Ryan moans in agony, Katie begins poking Ryan with the bat and swinging it hard against his ass while occasionally softly patting the top of his head.]

That’s four balls and two strikes, but I don’t think you are be able to walk right now.

[Katie giggles and stoops down.]

Awe, are you okay?  Now I understand why you didn’t make the team.  You were too dumb and would forget to wear a cup!

[Katie giggles and pokes Ryan’s bulge gently with the bat.]

Awe, do you still like me Ryan?

[Katie turns around and lifts up the back of her skirt, showing her ass and her cunt bulge in her panties to Ryan and starts slowly moving her ass from side to side and up and down - like earlier.]

You will never ever ever get with me, and do you know why?

I am a disgusting pervert who wears tighty whities.

[Katie turns around, faces Ryan, lifts up her skirt, and pulls up her panties very tightly, making a camel toe.  She begins to pretend to hump Ryan without touching him, faking an orgasm. Then, she pauses and looks at Ryan and calmly responds.]

Yes, I agree, and you’re also, technically, an “unconvicted” sex offender.

[Katie lets her skirt down.  Katie then suddenly becomes excited and begins bouncing up and down with her eyes and mouth wide open while patting Ryan on the forearm.]

You know what … I forgot about this new toy I bought yesterday!

What is it?.

[Katie walks across the room and picks up a nerf tennis ball launcher.  She returns and then shoots a tennis ball against the wall behind Ryan, making a loud thud.]

Oh wow, that’s more powerful than I thought!  

[Katie reloads the nerf gun with another tennis ball and puts the barrel over Ryan’s balls.]

Please, Katie, you said we were done.  I’ve suffered enough.  I promise …

[Katie interrupts Ryan.]

Shut up, Ryan!  You deserve to be punished much much worse .  This is the way I see it.  I can either report you or I can shoot you in the balls.

Katie, please!

Repeat after me!
I will never go into the girl’s locker room ever again.

I will never go into the girl’s locker room ever again.

Thank you for showing me mercy and not reporting me.

Thank you for showing me mercy and not reporting me.

Please shoot me in the balls right now.  I deserve it!
[Ryan remains silent!]

Say it!!!   Do you want to keep your reputation or not?!?!
Last chance!

Please shoot me in the balls right now.  

[Katie pulls the trigger right when Ryan says the word “Now” and he bellows.]

Ohhhhhh, my balls!

[Ryan breathes heavily repeatedly.]

You forgot to say “I deserve it.”

[Ryan mutters a quiet reply.]

I deserve it.

Oh, you’re fine. That was fun holding your balls and reputation at gunpoint at the same time!

[Katie giggles while she tapes four laser pointers to the nerf gun.]

I’m such a genius!

What are you doing?

Oh, just a little target practice, that’s all.

[For several minutes, Katie practices shooting the bullseye sticker on Ryan’s bulging balls with the guidance from the laser pointers.  She shoots him from several angles, often revealing her panties to tease Ryan.  She usually shoots from about 5-10 feet away.  At one point, Katie even lays down on her back, flat, on the floor with her head between Ryan’s legs, and shoots Ryan in the balls from below.]

Okay, I’m bored.  I think you have learned your lesson enough for today.

For today?

Tell me what you have learned, Ryan.

I am a pathetic loser who is a sex offending voyeur and a worthless incel.  I deserve to be punished and humiliated and am grateful for your merciful discretion.

Alright, I will release you now.

[Katie begins to undo the restraint on one of Ryan’s hands.]

Oh!  I need …

[Katie knees Ryan in the balls fairly hard after saying the word “need”.   Ryan grunts deeply. (pun: need = kneed)]

[Ryan groans and mutters a response.]

I get it.  You kneed me in the balls. HaHa. What do you really need?

Don’t be rude.  You have no leverage, but I do.

[Katie grabs Ryan’s balls and squeezes with surprisingly brutal force in contrast to the moderately hard knee from earlier, and Ryan grimaces from the pain.]

Hmmmmph.  See, I’ve literally got you by the balls.  Okay, what I really need is this.  Next Friday, you are required to attend a slumber party at 10PM sharp.

[Ryan replies in a high pitched voice.]


[Katie lets go of Ryan’s balls and begins to release Ryan from his restraints while nonchalantly making a side note.]

Oh, I forgot to mention, the entire girl’s soccer team is going to be there.  

[A dreadful look of doom suddenly falls upon Ryan’s face.]

I might have accidentally shared some evidence of your after-school activities with the team captain.  


Wednesday, December 22, 2021

Illustrated - Jessica Teaches Her Sister How to Bust Balls

This is a continuation of Jess' adventures as a ball buster.  I hope you enjoy this F/M story as much as I do.

The original story can be found here.

Illustrated by Man-Taker. 


It was the second day of Marie's visit to her sister's college and she was having a blast. This was the first time they had been able to hang out alone, without parents or friends - they could do whatever they wanted. They had stayed up late the previous night watching old movies and slept in Saturday morning. When they got up at noon, they went to the gym for half an hour and ate lunch afterward. When they got back Marie took her shower first and then Jessica left for hers. Marie was still drying off when there was a knock at the door.

Marie reached for her clothes. "Just a minute!" She shouted through the door. She quickly pulled on a pair of capri pants and a white top. Marie opened the door and came face to face with a tall, cute guy with curly brown hair, sweet blue eyes, and a great smile. He was wearing a buttoned T-shirt that fit tight around the chest, blue jeans and flip flops.

"Hi, I'm Nick, Jess' boyfriend. You must be Marie." He said with a dazzling smile.

"Yeah I'm Jess' sister. Nice to meet you." Marie said as she checked out Nick's body.

Nick waited awkwardly for a moment and asked, "Um, can I come in?" Nick asked.

"Oh yeah, sure." Marie moved aside and checked out Nick's butt as he walked by. "Jess just stepped out, she'll be back in a minute."

Nick took a seat at Jessica's desk. "So you're visiting for the weekend?" Nick asked.

"Yeah, I'm considering coming here for college." Marie replied.

"Cool, you'll like it here." Nick said.

Even though Marie had just met him, she was enamored by Nick. It wasn't just that he was cute and older than her, he had a charm to him that none of the boys from high school possessed.

Jessica returned after a few minutes and found Nick had already arrived. "I assume you two have already met," she said.

"Yeah, I was just telling Marie what it was like going to school here." Nick said with another smile.

Jessica closed the door behind her and turned to her sister. "Marie, do you remember what we talked about yesterday when you first got here?"

"Yeah . . ." Marie trailed off. Why was Jess bringing this up now?

"I talked to Nick and he's agreed to help you." Jessica said smiling.

"What are you talking about?" Marie asked, looking perplexed at her sister and Nick.

"I want you to practice kicking a guy in the nuts and Nick has agreed to participate, haven't you babe?"

Nick nodded his head, this time without a hint of his characteristic smile.

"What!? That's crazy, I'm not doing it." Marie replied.

"Marie, you need to learn some time." Jessica admonished her sister. "I won't be around next year, you have know how to do it right."

"Why?" Marie complained.

"How do you plan to defend yourself? What do you do if you are at a bar and a guy corners you?" Jessica asked.

"Fine, I'd kick him in the balls and run." Marie replied.

"What if you're nervous and miss? It's not always as easy as it seems." Jessica folded her arms and stared down her little sister. "What if you lose your head and panic?"

"I didn't think about that." Marie was starting to give the idea a chance. "What about Nick, I don't want to stop him from having babies or anything."

Nick cleared his throat with an audible 'gulp.'

"Aww, don't worry, I won't let you hurt Nick too badly." Jessica said in a baby voice.

"Are you sure Nick?" Marie asked.

Nick nodded and gave a reassuring smile.

Jessica had them wait for her while she grabbed some clothes and dressed quickly. When she was ready she had Nick stand in the middle of the room, opposite of Marie.

"The first thing I'm going to have you do is kick him between the legs. Don't forget, a guy's balls usually hang right here . . ." Jessica gently grabbed Nick's bulge from below - " . . . and you want to use your foot to come up, underneath here and push his balls into his body." Jessica pressed her palm into Nick's jean-clad crotch, visibly flattening his bulge up against his body. Nick shrugged his shoulders and smiled, apparently unphased.

"Got it." Marie said confidently. Nick said he was also ready, standing bravely with his legs spread apart. Jessica gave her the go ahead, so Marie quickly closed the gap between her and Nick, arched back her foot and swung her sneaker clad foot up into his groin. Just as Jessica had demonstrated, Marie's foot caught Nick right in the crotch and crunched his nuts. Nick grabbed his groin and staggered back.

"Nice job Marie!" Jessica said smiling. She looked over at her doubled over boyfriend, "You did great too babe."

Nick coughed.

"That was really great, but you won't always be in a situation where you can kick a guy. What do you do if he is standing right in front of you?" Jessica asked as she helped Nick stand back up.

"I don't know, knee him?" Marie replied.

"That's one possibility, and probably the easiest. You want to use your knee just like before to come up, and smack his balls into his body." Jessica demonstrated by wrapping her arms around Nick's neck and gently nudging her knee into his groin.

When it was Marie's turn, she couldn't reach all the way up around his neck so she grabbed Nick by the shoulders and jammed her leg up between his thighs. Nothing happened, Nick didn't seem to be affected at all.

"Did I hurt you?" She asked.

Nick shook his head "Not really."

"Try again!" Jessica said sportingly.

Her sister had been right, this was harder than it looked. Marie focused on Nick's groin again and imagined his testicles were a pair of hens eggs that needed to be cracked. She aimed her knee directly under his bulge and rammed her knee up into it. Her kneecap crashed into Nick's gonads at full force and knocked the wind right out of him.

Nick coughed and doubled over. "Ouch." Nick said rubbing his balls.

"Much better that time. If you keep it up you'll be a pro!" Jessica teased.

"Thanks, but most guys aren't going to just stand there and let me kick them." Marie replied.

"True, sometimes you may get lucky, but I see your point. Most guys will try to protect themselves." Jessica thought about it for a moment. "OK, I have an idea. Marie, I want you to try to hit Nick in the balls, and Nick will try to protect himself."

Both sister and boyfriend nodded. Nicked held one hand in front of his crotch and used the other to block Marie's attacks. Marie made several attempts, but they were all predictable and easily deflected by Nick. 

Marie began to feel frustrated, and after being shoved a bit to roughly, her temper spiked and she smacked Nick across the face. The blow caught him off guard and when he reached up to touched his face, he left his groin exposed. Seeing the opening before her, she exploited it and kicked Nick square in the balls.

Nick crumpled to the floor. "Fuck," he whispered under his breath.

Jessica clapped and laughed. "That was awesome!"

She reached over her moaning boyfriend and gave her little sister a big hug.

Marie broke away from the hug. "Do you think I can try one more time?"

Jessica smiled down at her boyfriend and ran her fingers through Nick's curly hair. "OK, just one more."

They pulled Nick up off the floor and had him resume his protective stance. This time he remembered to guard both his crotch and his face, but Marie had expected this. She sent a few feints at his head and then jammed her heal down on his bare toes. Nick yelped in pain and grabbed his foot. Marie used the distraction and snuck behind him. Clenching her fist, she punched Nick' nuts from behind, crushing Nick's baby-makers and driving them into his pelvis.

Nick howled and fell to the floor. He whimpered holding his foot with one hand and his nuts in the other. Jessica congratulated her sister and helped Nick up to her bed.

"That was great!" Marie exclaimed. She thanked and hugged her sister, then she hugged Nick and thanked him too.

"You were fantastic Marie! Where did you come up with that last move?" Jessica asked.

"Oh, I saw it movie I think. I can't believe it worked!" Marie giggled.

"Well I think you are a full fledged ball buster now - men beware!" Jessica joked.

Nick moaned in approval.

"What about Nick?" Marie asked, still giggling.

Jessica shook her head. "Don't worry about him, I already promised to make it up to him later."

"Oh, so he didn't volunteer-"

"Not exactly." Jessica watched her boyfriend squirm on the bed. "I had to give him a little incentive."

That seemed to make Marie giggle even harder.

"Have you ever seen a guy naked?" Jessica asked.

Marie shook her head. "Not below the belt."

"Well I think you should - it's important to know what's down there if you are going to be taking guys on."

"I don't think Nick-"

"It won't be a problem, Nick doesn't mind." Jessica cut her off and tugged on Nick's pants.

Nick was still a bit out of it after the busting he had taken. He tried to protest, but Jessica was determined. She unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his knees. Then she grabbed the waist band of his green boxer shorts and yanked them down too, revealing his package for inspection. Nick had an average six inch dick that rested above two plump testicles. Jessica pushed Nick's penis to the side and grabbed his scrotum.

"So here they are, these are Nick's balls." Jessica said while carressing his tender orbs. "Squeezing a guy's nuts is best way to bust them, but only if they're naked."

"How come?" Marie asked.

"Because clothing can protect them, but they're really sensitive to pressure." Jessica replied. "If you can your hands on a guy's nuts, game's over."

"Wow," Marie said with a hint of amazement. "Can I touch them?"

"I don't know . . ." Jessica seemed to hesitate.

"Please, I promise it'll be quick!" Marie begged.

"Alright, just for a second." Jessica said.

Marie grabbed Nick's nutsac and jiggled his balls. They were softer than she had expected and they were wrapped in saggy skin. She could see how having a pair of these could be a liability in the wrong hands.

"Nice," Marie commented as she released Nick's plums.

Jessica helped Nick pull his pants back on and then he said he had to go. "Thanks for being such a good sport babe."

Nick nodded his head and smiled. Marie thanked him as well, and after a few minutes he left. Once they were alone Jessica and Marie chatted away about what had transpired. They both agreed that it had been a great success.

Jessica's opinion meant a lot to Marie, so to her it felt as though she had just completed a right of passage. Jessica couldn't have been prouder of her little sister. She felt secure in the knowledge that no matter what happened, Marie could look out for herself.

Tuesday, December 14, 2021

Illustrated - Jessica Busts a Pothead

Jess is one of the most notorious ball busters in these twisted tales.  I hope you enjoy this F/M story as much as I do.

The original story can be found here.

Illustrated by Man-Taker. 


"Paul, lets not make this difficult. I've already talked to your roommate, he told me it was your pot. There's no point denying it, and I don't like it when people lie to me. If you keep smoking pot in the dorms, some serious steps will have to be made." Jessica said in a flat tone as she stared coldly at the boy. Despite his calm outward demeanor, she could tell that he was terrified of her. Perhaps it was because he was an 18 year old freshmen, straight out of high school, and she was a senior resident assistant. It was most likely because she had a no-nonsense reputation that kept all of the boys on her floor in fear of her unique disciplinary methods. College pranks were a campus wide issue, but not on Jessica's floor.

Paul remained silent as Jessica scrutinized him. He was tall and lean with a swimmer's scrappy build. His hair was closely shaved to his head, leaving a half inch of short buzzed hair and he had deep blue eyes. She enjoyed dolling out her little punishments immensely, but never more so when the boy was as cute as Paul was. She waited until the silence forced Paul to make eye contact with her. Jessica held his gaze for several seconds, letting the fear fully take hold of him. An audible gulp from Paul broke the silence, and only then she continued to reprimand him.

"Paul, I understand that freshmen, such as yourself, often make mistakes in their first year of college, and I am not indifferent to that. Unfortunately, the university feels differently. If I write up this report, you will have to go before a judicial review board and a notation will be added to your permanent file." Jessica stopped as a new wave of fear washed over Paul's face. She smiled broadly and continued. "I don't think that's a good idea, especially on a first offense."

Paul sighed in relief. "So you won't report me?" he said, his voice cracking a bit.

"That's up to you, Paul. We can either go the official route, or you can agree to an alternate punishment that won't involve the university, it would just be between you and me. I can't let you go entirely unpunished, but I can give you this other option. I must warn you though, if you agree to take my punishment, you can't change your mind." Jessica said.

"But how will I know if it is any better than going before the judicial review?" Paul protested, sensing that she was leaving something important out.

"It won't be any better, but remember, my punishment will only be between the two of us. There won't ever be a record of the incident." Jessica said.

Paul sat silently for a moment as he decided. He didn't like agreeing to something without knowing what it was, and yet, Paul had ambitions to go to medical school after college and though a blemish on his permanent record could hurt his application. "Alright, I'll go with your punishment, as long as no one else finds out about the pot."

"Ok, I won't report it, no judicial review." Jessica said with a reassuring smile.

"So what do I have to do?" Paul asked skeptically.

"Well, whatever I tell you to do, remember? First, I'd like you to stand up . . . here." Jessica had stood up and pointed to the rug in front of her bed. Paul stood up next to her as she sized him up. He towered at least a foot above her. "Wow Paul, how tall are you?"

"Somewhere around 6'3" or so, why?" Paul said.

"Wow, that tall? You've must have played basketball in high-school." Jessica said.

"No, Varsity baseball. Second base." Paul said.

"Oh, alright, I want you to put your hands up behind your head." Jessica said. Paul began to protest, but she cut him off. "When you decided not to go through formal disciplinary action, you agreed to do whatever I asked. Now please do as I ask."

Paul didn't know what Jessica was up to but doubt was starting to enter his mind. Reluctantly he put his hands up behind his head and stared back at Jessica in silence.

"Very good, now stay still." Jessica said. Paul looked nervous but he did as he was told. Jessica ignored Paul's glance and lifted up the front of his T-shirt. She traced the outer lines of his abdominal muscles with her fingers and followed his V-line from his hips down to where they disappeared behind the waistband of his boxers. Jessica grabbed the bulge in his shorts and began to massage its contents.

Before Paul new it Jessica had her hands around his junk and had taken control. For a second he thought Jessica was coming on to him, but her uncomfortably tight grip on his balls suggested otherwise. None the less, she was a hot girl touching his manhood and his dick began to respond.

'How simple boys are,' Jessica mused as she felt Paul's dick start to harden. She hadn't planned on giving him an erection, but Jessica went with it. She slipped her hand down past the waistband of his boxers and wrapped her fingers around Paul's ranging boner. Her fingers felt like ice, but Paul enjoyed it. After a few strokes his dick was as hard as a rock. Satisfied, Jessica reached her other hand deeper into his underwear.

Paul silently watched as Jessica peered down into his shorts and examined his manhood with both hands. He hadn't been with too many women, but a few steady girlfriends in high school had given him confidence and he was proud of his manhood. Jessica would have agreed with his previous girlfriends, Paul did have a nice set of equipment. A larger than average penis two plump testicles hung loosely between Paul's muscular legs. He had an abnormal lack of pubic hair, which was either due to frequent shaving or his youth.

Jessica let Paul's shorts and slip to the floor and scooped up his nutsack into her palm. The skin was warm and rubbery, and the two soft orbs it contained felt out of place in contrast to the rest of Paul's lean body. The male genitalia never failed to amuse her, even the most cut, muscular men were running around with these soft sacks of flesh dangling between their legs. Jessica was glad to be a woman, after all she didn't have to worry about her reproductive organs hanging out of her body.

Paul seemed to have gotten over the awkwardness of this situation and really was enjoying the treatment Jessica was giving him. He hadn't been with a girl for at least a month it didn't bother him that she was his RA, in fact, if this was how she was going to punish him, he was going to break the rules more often.

A huge smile spread across Jessica's face, she had complete control over the young man. Up to this point she had been relatively gentle with Paul's gonads, but she couldn't wait to see his cute boyish face contort with pain. She started by roughly kneading Paul's nut sack like a lump of dough, working and squeezing its contents of his smooth scrotum. With her thumb and index finger locked tightly around his sack, Jessica proceeded to yank on Paul's precious plums with several sharp twists. Paul winced and coughed with each yank.

"What are you doing?" Paul groaned.

"Administering your punishment, now shush!" Jessica hissed. She clamped down on Paul's sack and squeezed his trapped balls into her palm. Paul started to breath heavily through clenched teeth as Jessica ground his nut-meat between her fingers. Jessica ignored him and tightened her grip, causing Paul to moan in pain.

Paul tried to protest, plead with her to stop, but Jessica shushed him again and grabbed his balls with both hands. Boys nuts were stubborn and did not break easily. Years of ballbusting had taught Jessica that. Even Paul's soft, young ball flesh was surprisingly resilient, but that's what made it more fun! It was always the same, no matter how endowed guy had been, even the biggest, heaviest balls were no match for her tough little fingers.

Paul felt like his nuts had been caught in a vice. Waves of pain washed over his body and he found it difficult to breath. Try as he might, he could not extricate his manhood from Jessica's crushing grip and he was getting weaker by the second. His eyes frantically shifted from Jessica's face down to her hands that were locked around his nuts and crushing the life out of them. His stomach churned and his abdominal muscles began to cramp. Paul was starting to panic. Surely his balls wouldn't be able to resist her assault much longer. As the pain peaked a new height, Paul began to fear that it was the end for his testicles, along with any ability to father children. His breaths became short, and ragged while his heart pounded like a diesel engine.

In the end, it was his knees that gave way, not his balls, and he fell back onto Jessica's bed. Finally free of Jessica's deadly grasp, he bent into a fetal position and nursed his battered balls. Jessica watched with great satisfaction while Paul moaned with his hands buried between his legs.

Jessica helped Paul lie back on her bed and sat next to him. Despite the damage she had just inflicted to his manhood, Paul remained highly cooperative. She could tell that he was a good guy over all, he just needed a bit of encouragement to stay out of trouble.

"Paul, I want you to promise me something." Jessica said after a moment.

"What?" Paul whispered. His eyes were closed and his jewels were cradled in his hand.

"Promise not to smoke any more pot, I don't want to catch you doing drugs again. Do you understand?" Jessica asked the question because Paul wasn't listening. He seemed to be completely preoccupied with his genitals.


Still waiting for an answer, Jessica sighed, a bit frustrated. She climbed on top of Paul, pried his hands away from his crotch and flung her knee into his sore nuts.

"Oooof" Paul exclaimed.

Jessica planted her knee in Paul's crotch, and ground down. Trapped between his muscular body and her bony kneecap, Paul's soft balls were crushed against his pelvis.

"No more drugs, do you understand me?" She waited for Paul to nod, then continued. "I'm putting you on probation Paul. If I catch you with pot again, I'm going to take it out on your nuts." She pressed down on his balls to emphasize her point.

"Ahhhhhhh, . . . .ok OK." Paul panted. Jessica kneed Paul in the groin a final time and climbed down off of him. Paul folded into a fetal position and fought down the urge to vomit.

Just then, there was a nock at the door. Jessica cleared her throat and asked, "Who is it?"

"Jess?" A girl's voice responded through the door. "It's Marie!"

She had almost forgotten. Her little sister had planned a visit this weekend. Jessica picked up Paul's clothes and whispered for him to get dressed. He weakly pulled on his underwear and shorts just before Jessica opened the door and hugged her little sister. Over Jessica's shoulder, Marie could see a cute blond haired guy pulling up his shorts.

Jessica told Marie to drop her bags on the bed and turned back to Paul. He had a stricken look on his face seemed to be having trouble standing upright.

"We're done for today Paul, but remember what I said." Jessica's hand snapped out and and squeezed Paul's junk through his shorts. "If I catch you again, I'm going to take it out on these."

Marie couldn't hear what Jessica had said to him, but she watched blond boy nod and limp out of the room.

"What was that?" Marie asked.

"Oh, nothing." Jessica replied. "That was Paul, he's one of the guys on my floor. Last night I caught him and his roommate smoking pot and today got disciplined. Normally we are supposed to call campus police, but I like to settle things on my floor myself."

"Did you have sex with him?" Marie giggled.

"What!? Oh, no. I busted his balls!" Jessica snorted.

"Why?" Marie asked.

"Well, it's complicated. Paul needed to be taught a lesson, and, well . . . it's fun!" Jessica laughed.

"Fun?" Marie replied incredulously.

"Sure, wait, don't tell me, you've never hit a boy between the legs?" Jessica asked in a serious tone.

"No, of course not-"

"Marie, you must be kidding. Every woman should know how, you never know when when it might come in handy . . ."