The girls spent about 2 hours learning about disciplining men. It was almost midnight when they said their goodbyes to their hostess, Monica. Joe and the boys were too busy hurting. They left them lying on the floor in a heap.
Jennifer walked to her car carrying a small pad on which a schedule is written. It outlined the steps she needed to follow to regain control of her life and her son, Matt.
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It had been a month since her training. She constantly kept in contact with Virginia and Kathleen to see when they planned to start. The boys were suspended for two weeks for misbehaving in school.
They made a pact to start October 1st, 2012. October would be the official ballbusting month for the ladies.
Jennifer prepared her home for the date. She bought spy cameras hidden in smoke detectors, art, clocks, and mirrors. She placed them in strategic areas in her son's bedroom, toilet, basement, backyard, living room, and kitchen.
She bought several equipment that Monica recommended. They included straps, handcuffs, cock rings, and other devices for punishment.
The most expensive piece is a cryo system set up for the home. She kept it hidden in one of her bedroom closets. It had a large tank of liquid nitrogen and a small vat which can contain hundreds of vials. She decided to split the cost with the other mothers.
The weekend before the first of October, Jennifer had second thoughts. She doubted if she can go through the process. She called the other mothers and tried to get support. They each calmed each others nerves and promised they would go for it.
Jennifer turned on the spy system in her home at close to midnight Sunday. Her son was in his bedroom working on the computer. At 5'9', her son is taller than she. He had a trim body and narrow waistline from the cross country running he did. He takes after his father's looks with a boyish face and impish grin,
She saw her son watching something on his computer. She thought it looked like porn.
She switched her view to a camera mounted underneath his computer table and was disgusted by what she saw. Her son had his shorts down his his knees. He was stroking his penis with his right hand and rubbing his testicles with his left. It was obvious that he was getting aroused by whatever he was watching online. His penis was getting harder.
Jennifer looked at her watch, it was 12:08 am...October 1st! She decided to start the ballbusting month real early.
She readied herself and tried to remember the basic moves she learned at Monica's home.
She looked back at the monitor and saw her son's penis was fully erect. It was probably about 7 inches long. His balls looked average in size but hung low. It reminded her of her ex-husband's cock and balls. Like father, like son.
Matt was furiously pumping his penis and appeared to be close to orgasm.
Jennifer bolted from her room and headed for his bedroom. The door was locked but she was ready with a spare key in her hand.
She quickly unlocked the door and barged in the bedroom opening the door with a loud bang.
"What the hell are you doing?" She screamed.
Matt was startled. He tried to get up from the chair. In his panic, he leaned back too far in his chair trying to pull up his shorts to cover his manhood. The chair fell over with him. He fell and hit the carpeted floor with a painful thud. He tumbled over, landed on his head, and because of the momentum, his legs flew over in a backwards somersault. He finally landed on the floor on his elbows and feet. His naked bum was up in the air. During the tumble, his shorts completely fell off his legs.
Jennifer saw her son in this awkward and vulnerable position. His buttocks were completely up in the air in front of her. She could see his genitals dangling between his spread legs. His balls were oval in shape, average-sized, but were contained in a loose bag of pink-hued scrotum. They swayed while Matt attempted to get his wits back and get up. He still sported an erection.
She reached out with her right hand and grabbed his whole package, penis and balls, and pulled backwards. His penis bent backwards between his ass cheeks while his balls ballooned out from her grip.
"Mom, what the fuck are you doing?" Matt screamed in horror.
Jennifer was annoyed by his foul language and applied more force in her squeeze and pulled on his genitals harder.
Matt tried to get up but the pain in his genitals was unbearable. He felt his penis was going to fracture. He continued to have a hard on but this was forcefully bent backwards and up. His balls were starting to ache from the vice-like grip.
He was forced to assume a wheelbarrow-like position with his bum up in the air and his arms extended straight down trying to keep his upper body off the floor.
"I am tired of you disrespecting me and abusing my generosity! It is time you learn that I run this house and I run you!" Jennifer pulled on his genitals again.
Matt thought he was going to die from both the pain and humiliation. His mother caught him jerking off and now has his erect cock and two balls in her grip!
"Now move!" Jennifer ordered her son to crawl out of his bedroom.
Matt did not have a choice but follow. His arms and legs scurried hurriedly towards the door.
Jennifer still had her son's erect penis and balls in her grip. She was using his genitals like a rudder of a ship. She would squeeze hard and tug to right if she wanted him to go left and vice versa.
They crawled through the hallway, down the living room, and through the kitchen. Matt realized she was leading him to the basement door. With her free hand she opened the door and ordered Matt to crawl down the steps.
This horrified Matt. He started to protest, "I would fall and break my neck!"
"Well you better make sure you have your strength, because it's not your neck I'd be worried about if you fell." Jennifer now used both her hands to grab on to his cock and balls and started to pull on them harder.
"AAAAAAHHH!" He screamed.
His arms were shaking as he slowly worked his way down the 13 steps leading to the basement. The pain in his genitals intensified with each movement as he felt his body weight now held up by them in his mother's grip.
Matt started to perspire profusely from every crevice in his body. These trickled down his arms and his face. His butt crack also started to sweat. The droplets ran down between the cheeks and started to wet his penis and balls.
The moisture added an unwanted lubrication to Jennifer's hold on her son's genitals. She was starting to lose grip prompting her to apply more pressure. Her hands were starting to tire from holding on to his weight. She alternated her hold between her left and right hand.
Mother and son reached the the basement floor. Jennifer continued her vicious tugging on her son's genitals. His scrotum was now red in color. His penis was still stiff and was pulsating under her grip.
Much to Matt's horror and humiliation, he continued to have a raging erection. The friction of his mother's grip on his penis was stimulating him further. He clenched his buttocks and felt his rectal sphincter tighten. He was on the early throes of orgasm.
"HAWRRR!" Matt groaned as he ejaculated. His semen spurted every 2 or three seconds and landed on Jennifer's hands and arms. She was unaware of this and kept squeezing her son's genitals milking his contents fully. He ejaculated for at least 30 seconds.
Jennifer smelled a faint odor of bleach. She looked down and saw her son's cum dripping from her hands, arms, and the tip of his penis.
"You little monster!" she yelled in disgust.
She let go of his genitals and ran to the nearby washer and dryer to look for a towel.
Matt dropped on his elbows and knees. He was in a strange state of post orgasmic euphoria and pain. He was completely aware of his nakedness. He got up on his legs and slowly walked towards the stairs. He clutched his genitals with both hands.
He made it to the foot of the steps. He grabbed a phone hanging on the wall and dialed 911.
"Police department, Gross Ile, what is your emergency?" a female answered over the telephone.
"I need help! My mom is trying kill me...send someone!" Matt screamed desperately.
"What's your location?" the female asked.
"I'm on 23000 East River Drive! Send someone please!" he yelled desperately.
"An officer is in the area and should be there in 2 minutes." the dispatcher said.
Matt hung up the phone and worked his way up the stairs. His legs felt unsteady so that he climbed up the stairs using his hands and feet, crawling up slowly.
Meanwhile, Jennifer found an old towel and scrubbed her hands and arms dry of his semen. She saw Matt climbing up the stairs.
"You come back here, you brat! Come here now or I swear you'll be in a lot more hurt." she yelled and walked towards him.
"You are a psycho! I called the police!" Matt answered back.
He made it to the 4th step when Jennifer caught up with him. She grabbed him by the tail of his shirt and tried to pull him down.
Matt was starting to regain his strength back and continued his ascent up the stairs. Jennifer was being dragged up the steps behind her son while hanging on his shirt. He was too strong for her. The shirt was also starting to rip at the seams.
She let go of his shirt making him lurch forward with her sudden release. Matt lost his hold and fell face first hitting his chin on a step. He immediately sat down on the step and grabbed his aching face.
Jennifer saw her son switch positions who is now sitting on a step. His eyes were clenched from pain. His hands were covering where he hit his face. His muscular legs were spread apart. She was now at eye level with his dangling cock and balls. His balls were hanging over the edge of the step on which he was sitting.
"You evil bitch..." he said.
Jennifer made a fist with her right hand and targeted his balls. She drove her right fist punch her son squarely on his hanging testicles. She felt both orbs flatten on contact between her fist and the wooden step.
Jennifer quickly followed this with another punch before he could react. This time she hit the shaft of his penis and his testicles.
"AIIIEEE!" Matt screamed. He immediately clamped his thighs shut and grabbed his balls.
Jennifer grabbed on to both of her son's ears and used them to drag him down into the basement. Matt had little choice but to get pulled down the steps. He was still in horrible pain. He had his hands rubbing the pain from his balls. His legs were jelly. He did not have any energy to resist his mother.
He was dragged to the middle of the basement. He stilled clutched his balls in his hands. He fell on his knees when his mother let his ears go.
The door bell rang...
Jennifer was startled and looked worried.
"I called the police...and you're going to prison you horrible cow!" Matt said defiantly.
He stood up with renewed energy and ran up the stairs. He went through the living room and opened the front door, forgetting that he was completely naked.
A flashlight blinded his eyes when he opened the door. A female voice said "Young man, you seem to be in trouble"
"Officer, I am so glad you came...my mom...she is psycho!" Matt said.
The female officer stepped into the house and said "Why don't we get inside the house and sort this out. Where's your mother?"
Matt led her into the living room. "Officer Ricatelli," her badge read.
She closed the door behind them and followed him into the living room. She eyed his naked buttocks as he walked in front of her.
They reached the middle of the living room when Jennifer, in a state of alarm, walked in.
"Ma'am, we received an emergency call from your house regarding a possible domestic violence," the female police officer stated.
Matt felt instantly relieved and stood there. He realized he was naked. He covered his genitals.
"There's no trouble here, officer. I was just disciplining my out of control son." Jennifer stated.
"You fucking bitch! You were trying to kill me!" Matt yelled.
"Clearly, there is something wrong going on in this house, ma'am," the officer stated. She reached behind her and unfastened a set of handcuffs.
Matt raised both hands in triumph and pointed both index fingers towards Jennifer, "You're going away!"
The police officer walked closer to where mother and son stood.
Matt's cock and balls where hanging and visible under his shirt.
The office reared her right leg and punted Matt in the balls. Her boots made contact with his loosely hanging orbs. Matt's legs lifted from the floor from the impact. A mute thud signaled the contact between the officer's boot and his testicles.
Matt was too shocked to react. The pain was incredible. He fell down on the floor, on his knees, clutching his aching genitals.
"What did I tell you?" You have to make sure you incapacitate them quickly!" the officer said.
"I underestimated his strength...thanks for coming, Monica," Jennifer responded.
Matt was in a daze. The pain in his balls went up his belly. He was on his knees, his whole body bent over, with his hands rubbing his balls.
Monica pulled on his right arm, twisted this to his back and fastened his right wrist with one cuff. She went behind him and stepped on his lower back, pushing his body to the carpet floor then grabbed his left arm to complete the process of securing both wrists in cuffs.
She then grabbed the hand cuffs and pulled him up to his feet.
Matt was completely disoriented and looked around the living room with a blank stare. The ache in his balls was starting to subside.
Jennifer and Monica started to openly discuss what the plans were for tonight. In his daze, he heard words and phrases he barely understood...chastity belt, ball punishments, controlled orgasms, and female domination.
Monica stood behind him, holding on to his cuffed wrists with gloved hands. Jennifer was in front of him.
"What the fuck are you talking about, you..." Matt started to protest.
Before he could finish his sentence, Jennifer slapped him on his left cheek with her right palm.
Matt heard a buzzing noise and almost fell on the floor with the pain.
"You only get to talk if I want you to talk," Monica yelled.
"Fuck you!" Matt screamed and spat at her face.
Spittle ran down Monica's right cheek where she was hit.
'I've had enough of this," Monica said.
She pulled out a stun gun from her belt with her right hand and slipped this between his legs. She then jammed the electrodes upwards targeting his hanging balls.
A crackling noise silenced Matt's yelling as thousand volts of electricity entered his scrotum and coursed up and down his body. He jumped up involuntarily and landed on the floor unconscious.
Monica and Jennifer stood over his body. His fingers and toes were twitching. His balls were completely retracted and appeared to be hiding. His penis shriveled. A drop of come dribbled from its tip.
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Matt woke up with muscle aches all over his body. He opened his eyes and quickly determined his arms and legs were bound. He was in their basement.
His arms were bound in leather straps connected to metal chains attached to the basement ceiling. His legs were bound by leather straps to and spread out wide by a long wooden rod.
He was completely naked and found himself in an obscene position. His genitals were completely hanging out and there was no way for him to cover up.
He heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He saw his mother and the female police officer walk closer to him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Matt screamed.
Monica had a ball gag in her hand and walked towards Matt. She lifted her right knee and hit him squarely in the balls.
"AAAAARGH!" Matt yelled.
Before he can close mouth, Monica jammed the ball gag in his mouth and quickly fastened this around his face.
"I am here to ensure that justice, punishment, discipline, and rehabilitation are properly served," Monica stated.
Monica then grabbed Matt's testicles with her right hand and started to squeeze, "You better change your attitude, young man, or I will throw you in prison where you deserve to go."
Matt clenched his eyes and gurgled his pain around the ball gag in his mouth.
Monica then stepped away and said, "He's all yours. Just call me if you need help."
Jennifer thanked Monica for her assistance.
She then directed her gaze towards her naked son and sized him up.
He looked so much like his father. Handsome, brash, average-sized penis and balls, and arrogant.
His father left her for another woman. He was a big wig in the motor industry and fucked any girl he can get his hands on. He was verbally abusive and would occasionally push her around. He was able to hire an expensive divorce lawyer who humiliated her in court. She was awarded custody and their current home but very little child support and alimony.
The last time she heard of him was when he got a golden parachute when the motor industry crashed during the financial crisis. He received millions in severance package and bought a home somewhere in the south of France.
Jennifer reached for a sheet of paper and walked towards her son. She stopped within striking distance.
"I have in this sheet, a list of all your crimes for which you have gotten away scott-free. I am here to deal out the appropriate punishment for each of these so you can start with your rehabilitation," Jennifer stated coldly.
"But for now, to ensure my chances of having a grand daughter in the future, we need to start a collection," she said.
Matt could not believe his predicament. His whole body tremored with fear and disgust. His mother had him bound! He is hanging from the ceiling completely naked! He looked down to see his cock and balls swaying left and right as he tried to free himself from his straps.
Jennifer grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently. She thought her son's balls felt firm in her hands. The scrotum felt like velvet. The color of his shaft and sack were pink and unblemished. The cock and balls of youth, she thought. Her ex-husband's penis looked almost like her son's only it had a slight curve to the left. Father and son's balls were exactly alike, but she thought her ex-husband's scrotum had more ridges and slightly brown from age.
Matt shut his eyes and mumbled in protest. He started to drool from his ball gag.
Jennifer then pushed a stool right between his legs. Matt opened his eyes and saw a device sitting on the stool. It looked like two large black plastic pipes connected by wires. "A-10 Cyclone," it read on one side.
Jennifer worked in silence. She applied a clear gel-like substance on both hands. She held the tip of her son's penis with her right hand and pulled it away from his body. She grabbed the shaft with her left and started to stroke his penis.
Matt growled in protest. He kept his eyes clenched. To his horror, his penis started to respond to her mother's hand. He opened his eyes slightly and saw his growing erection. He thought of dead kittens and old nuns to try to control his hard on. But his mind always returned to his next door neighbor's soft mouth giving him a blow job.
Jennifer saw that her stroking was producing her desired effect. Her son's penis grew to its full erect state. She then pushed the stool all the way under his legs. His penis and balls now rested on it. She grabbed the handle of the Cyclone device and inserted her son's penis through a wide opening on one end. She pushed the device all the way until the head of his penis cannot go any further.
Matt felt his penis go through a soft and moist hole completely enveloping the distal half of his penis. It felt pleasurable, almost like a mouth.
She then grabbed a duct tape sitting nearby. She wrapped the apparatus with the tape. She rolled it around and around and with each turn started covering the whole pipe and his penis down to its base. His penis is now secured inside the apparatus. It looked like mummy's penis. She wanted to make sure the device wouldn't fall off.
Despite her preparation, Jennifer still found masturbating her son distasteful.
Jennifer then turned the device on and set it on the stool. His penis was halfway inside the gadget. The inner working started to revolve in a slow and deliberate rhythm.
Matt's penis started to vibrate in response. It got more stiff and actually lifted the device of the stool by a few inches. His penis started to curve and point upwards.
"I'll be back," Jennifer walked up the stairs and headed for the kitchen to make a some coffee.
Matt opened his eyes and realized his mother was gone. He looked down and saw his penis completely wrapped in tape connected to what is an electric jerk off device.
It hummed nonstop.
It felt like his penis was being sucked by three women at the same time. He tried to dislodge the device by shaking his hips to, fro, left, and right. The movements only made the experience more pleasurable.
After about 5 minutes, he felt the familiar sensation of orgasm. He clenched his buttocks. His legs spasmed. He flexed his arms and lifted his body a few inches from the floor.
"MMMPPPHHH!" He came in a huge explosion of semen. His hips bucked several times as his semen spurted from his penis into the device.
His whole body hung from his bindings after his orgasm. He was breathless.
He soon realized that the machine kept on going. The soft innards kept revolving in same slow rhythm. It started to rub on his overly sensitive penis head.
He has not felt anything like this before. He just discovered that further stimulating his penis after ejaculation caused electricity to shoot up his shaft, up to his brain, with painful jabs.
And because his mother wrapped his penis tightly with duct tape, he barely lost his erection after coming.
He started to buck his hips up and down trying to turn of the device by banging it on the stool. His penis bounced violently up and down. The device was still attached to it. On his 8th attempt, he felt the a switch turn the gadget off. He sighed in relief but quickly inhaled in panic when the device turned back on with inner sleeve revolving in maximum.
It sounded like a small blender. He felt his penis was in a washing machine in light speed. He tried the maneuver again, bouncing his penis and the gadget on the stool. But in a hurried attempt, he upended the stool. He now hung there. His arms were attached to straps. His legs were flayed wide with spreader bars. His mummified penis dipped low with the heavy attachment still taped to it shaft.
After what must have been more than 5 minutes, Matt felt like his penis detached from his body. It started to rise again. It lifted itself up parallel to the floor. Despite the pain, he started to feel the early signs of orgasm.
His penis swung left to right as his hips involuntarily bucked.
"AAARRRMMMPPPHHH!" He came again. His muffled scream echoed in the basement.
He squirted another healthy dose of semen into the device.
This time, Matt felt he was going to pass out from the forced ejaculation and the pain.
Tears started to stream from his clenched eyes because he realized the device continued to run.
His penis started to shrivel inside the device but could not go back to its normal flaccid state. The tight duct tape prevented the blood to flow out of his penis.
His balls felt sore and empty. He looked down to see that his scrotum has shrunk. His two orbs were almost completely hidden inside him.
The device was unrelenting. It continued stimulating his penis. His brain was completely empty of any sexual desire.
Despite this, after about 10 minutes, his penis started to show life again. It started to elongate and stiffen but to a lesser degree. It rose but angled down slightly bearing the weight of the device.
He hung there in silence. It felt like his penis had a life of its own. The pain turned into a constant numbness up his shaft and through his balls. His anus spasmed every few minutes signaling that orgasm was again near.
This time he came in silence. He felt like his balls were being sucked into his body. His orgasm was less intense but he was still able to ejaculate 7 to 8 squirts of come in the device.
And the A-10 Cyclone continued to spin...
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