Stories about ballbusting, cbt and castration fantasies

Lisa pulled the next piece of paper out of the cap. " Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner! It's ... Simon". Anna grinned "Then I can enjoy my revenge next!". But before that Jamina was allowed to start the torture of Simon. She went over to his bed and sat down between his legs. She put her knee on his testicles and slowly bent forward, squeezing his testicles harder and harder. The more she bent forward, the more his balls hurt him. When her breasts were getting closer and closer to his mouth, Simon saw his chance to bite: he spat out the gag and bit into Jamina's left breast. She screamed in pain, jerking back and almost crushing his testicles to pulp. "Ouch! Are you crazy? You'll pay for this!" She now bent her mouth over his balls and then took his left testicle into her mouth. First she played a little with it, before she slowly started chewing on it harder and harder. Simon screamed at every bite and so Anna and Lisa had to quickly gag h...

Max was laying spread eagled on the bed, his arms and legs bound to the bedposts. Clem was on top of him riding his dick while continuously slapping his balls behind her back with a wooden spoon. Sometimes, when she hit only one ball and with a bit more power, Max was lifting his hips and therefore pushed his cock deeper in her cunt. Clem enjoyed the power she had over him. Not only was she coming close to her fourth orgasm this evening, but she had also managed that Max did not have any orgasm in the last week. This was the fourth day in row that they were practicing it this way and both loved it, albeit Clementine enjoyed it maybe a bit more. While riding his cock and hitting his balls, his balls were jumping around from the movement of his and her movement. Two evenings ago it happend, that she came down onto one of his balls and crushed it really hard between his and her pelvic bones. He was screaming in agony, but Clem just continued riding and hitting him. His balls were ve...

This is another translated version of an old story of mine. I wrote it back in 2006 with the age of 16 years. I hope the translation is fine, just as for the other translations I used some translation tools and corrected some parts manually. --- I was on my way home from school and I was very tired. During the bus ride I therefore hardly noticed what was happening around me. When I had to get out, I was asleep and wouldn't have gotten out if my sister hadn't woken me up. When we were home I went to my room, started the computer and chatted and played some games. In the evening I went to bed earlier than usual. My sister just came into my room when I was changing my clothes and had a clear view of my genitals. She apologized with a smile on her face and went back out of the room to the door to tell me that our parents are going to visit our grandparents tomorrow. She asked me if I would like to come along with them or stay at home. I wanted to stay home, as otherwise I ha...

The following story is a translated version of an imaginary story I wrote when I was 15 years old. Even to me now, this story seems to be quite extreme, especially when you think about that I was only 15 when I had all those ideas! --- It was like every other day after school. I met the girls from my street outside like we often do. We were forming some sort of gang together. But something on that day was different..... I met them, as usual, in our hangout. It was a medium-sized room in which all seven fitted in well. The 6 girls were all waiting for me. Me, the only boy, was 15 years old, the girls were 15,14,13,13,11 and 11 years old. So, as normal, we were hanging out together and told each other what had happened so far during the day.  Christina, the 15-year-old girl, was talking to me. She was my secret love, I had a crush on her, but she didn't know that. After a few minutes I realized that somehow I was standing in the middle and everybody was looking at me. Sudde...

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