Stories about ballbusting, cbt and castration fantasies

It is now one week later, a beautiful Saturday. Max woke up alone in his bed. Clem was home by her parents. With one hand, Max grabbed his balls to stand up. He went into the bath and carefully sat down onto the toilet, again grabbing his balls and holding them up, so they won't reach the toilet's water.  The last week was really hard for his balls: The weather was beautiful and Clem wanted to go hiking and they also made a cycling tour. Clem also took Max to a newly opened trampoline park. Max knew that would hurt, he negotiated, that afterwards, he was allowed to remove one of the four weights hanging above his balls. If he knew how much jumping on trampolines with weights on his hanging balls would hurt him, he would have declined. After showering, he checked how low his balls were hanging today. Clem asked him to do so. Since wearing the first weight, more then 10 days have past and Max was sure, that if the exam results would not be ready soon, his balls will hang around h...

When Clementine was again looking for new things to try out with Max and his balls in the web, she came across many pictures of reeaally low hanging balls. At first she thought that as this would be probably permanent, this would be to extreme to try out. But pictures of balls nearly hanging next to the knees keeps popping up during her search and with each picture, her lust increased. She surrendered and focused her search on how to stretch the balls and all the implications. She read a lot of reports from people having done various things to stretch their balls and read into the matter more and more. She was dripping wet and started fingering herself midway. "I think he might like the idea" she thought to herself. --- The last weeks have been very busy for both of them as the final exams were approaching. The haven't had much sex and concentrated on learning, but two times they both needed a pause and the kissing and cuddling resulted in fast but releasing sex. Afterwar...

This story is the first part of a three-part story I wrote with the age of 22 and commited to the Eunuch Archive. I hope you will enjoy it! The other two parts will then follow in the next few months. The whole story is about three teenage girls getting back on their three rapists, one after another. ------ "Today's party time, so let's rock and roll!" Simon said to his two friends who just came around to pick him up. They got some hard alcohol from an older friend, as they were only 18 years old, and started to drink on their way to the party. They set themselves the goal that everyone was going to spend the night with a girl. "With at least one! I'll do it with three at once!" Alex said. "Dream on! You already had enough alcohol I think"  Marko commented and all three laughed. "Today's our chance to get back at them!" Anna said to her two friends on their way to the party. About half a year ago, all three of them got dru...

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...

Clementine was enjoying the thought about Max having blue balls which continuously hurt him. She learned about blue balls while searching the web for further ballbusting techniques. While reading about blue balls, she realized, that her crotch was getting wet. The last time, when Max and Clem got interrupted by her parents, she had not planned to leave him unfinished. When she realized, that he did not cum, she just had to take the opportunity and extend the time of Max having blue balls. Max on the other hand was not really enjoying the days with his blue balls. The constant pain was nearly driving him crazy. Only the thought about the next intimate meet with Clem stopped him from jacking off. But the last meet had not ended in any relief and made the pain even worse. Lucky for Max, that they met two days later at Max's home. It was Friday and his parents were away for the whole weekend. They had an empty house just for themselves. The evening started with some cooking toget...

It were some horrible days for Max. The day after, his testicles were so blue and swollen, at minimum twice there usual size. They were also hanging lower in his scrotum which led to some additional pain while walking and doing sports. But he endured the pain and did not jack off for the week. When Clementine was back in town, he picked her up and they went to a drive-in cinema a few miles away. During the movie, a romantic love film, Clem started to fondle his package through his trousers. She felt his swelling bulge and when she grabbed his big tender balls, he winced. Her plan had worked: His balls were much more sensitive than before! For the rest of the movie, her hand kept playing with his privates. After the movie, they drove back to Clem's home. Her parents were going out for food, so they had some time for themselves. Clem looked Max sexy and with desire into his eyes and said: 'Well, since your trailing, you can decide what we do now' and winked. Max had been...