Jennifer woke up. She fell asleep with her head resting on the breakfast table. She looked at the wall clock. It was 3:52 am. She got up and saw that her coffee got cold sitting on the kitchen counter.
She grabbed the cup and placed this inside the microwave. She turned the machine on for 1 minute and heard the familiar hum.
"Omigod!" She whispered to herself. She slept for almost two hours!
She quickly walked to the basement door, ran down the steps, and saw her son was barely conscious.
His eyes were half closed. Blood-tinged drool dripped from his ball-gagged mouth. It ran down his chest and belly and completely soaked his penis. His whole body was covered with sweat that trickled down his legs and formed a generous puddle on the floor. His hips bucked spasmodically every few seconds. His penis jerked up and down with his hips. His penis now drooped completely but appeared to still be 7 inches long.
His balls appeared to have been sucked in to his body.
Jennifer turned off the switch. She heard her son groan. With growing concern, she tried to detach him from the device. She grabbed on its handle and absent-mindedly pulled on the device. This yanked his penis and whole body forwards.
"AAARRRMMMPPPHHH! Matt cried in shock and pain. The sudden assault woke him up from his nightmare.
He remembers coming at least six times before he lost count. He blacked out after what must be the seventh time he orgasmed.
Jennifer recognized her folly and let go of the device. She then grabbed the end of the tape at the base of her son's penis. She tugged on this to unravel the wrapping and free his penis from the device.
His pubic hair, scrotum, and penile skin were securely glued under the duct taped. Each time she pulled on the tape, Matt yelled in pain as shafts of his pubic hair were pulled from their roots. The tape left bright red marks where they where pulled off from his penile shaft.
When she reached the opening of the device, she realized that her son must have ejaculated all his load. The cylinder was full of his semen. She was able to finally pull the gadget away and noted the transparent chamber was filled with creamy fluid.
She grabbed a 5 mL glass vial that she prepared earlier and poured her son's semen in it. She still had lots of samples left and started to pour them in separate vials. She was able to fill 11 vials. He must have come at least ten times, she thought.
She closed each vial with its screw top lid gathered them and went back to her bedroom. She opened a large vat filled with liquid nitrogen and carefully set the vials in special holders. She sealed the vat and closed her closet door.
She went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. She then walked back down the basement to check on her son.
He was barely awake. She removed the ball gag from his mouth. He was bleeding from a cut lower lip. It looked shallow so it did not concern her.
Jennifer opened the water bottle and carefully poured its contents into his open mouth.
Matt opened his eyes and started to cough.
"Careful," he heard her mom say.
He complied and slowly drank the contents of the whole bottle.
Jennifer decided her son had enough punishment for the night. She unfastened his legs from the spreader bar. His legs clamped together quickly.
"OWWW!" He yelled. His genitals started to burn numbness to pain. The half of his penis that was inside the device was completely swollen. The skin of the shaft had water blisters almost completely around its circumference. The half of his penis that was wrapped in tape was narrow and red. His penis looked like an angry drumstick. His balls started to ease down into his sack. They appeared slightly smaller after unloading all its contents.
She then unhooked his wrists from where they were bound. His legs were unable to support his full weight so he started to drop. Jennifer caught her son in an embrace and slowly lowered him on the basement floor.
She looked around and found a cot. She unfolded this open. She then helped her son up on the cot and laid him down.
She quickly examined her son. He was still stuporous. His arms were on his sides. Still she was careful. She produced the handcuff given to her by Monica from her pocket and secured her son's right wrist to one of the handles of the cot.
She walked up the stairs, through the door, and locked it behind her. She decided to check up on him after a few hours.
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Matt was partly playing possum. The prolonged hanging made his arms useless. He felt a constant creeping burn as blood rushed back into his arms. He laid there quietly for about an hour before he started to make a move.
His legs were starting to regain their strength. He flexed both knees up and spread them apart. He then used his left hand t examine his genitals. He rubbed his balls. They ached from the punishment as well as the multiple ejaculations he had. He looked down and was horrified to see the tip of his penis was swollen with blisters.
His anger started to build up inside. He hated his mom. She was the reason his life became a mess. She drove his father away.
He sat up on the edge of the cot and assessed his binding. Stupid cow, he thought. She handcuffed him to a thin piece of wooden handle.
He stood up, pulled on the cuff, raised his right leg, and stomped down on the cot. The wooden handle broke apart easily.
He was impressed by his action. He walked to the washing machine and found a dirty pair of board shorts. He quickly put these on. He groaned when the fabric scraped on the skin of his penis.
He walked up the steps and found that the door was locked.
He walked back down and saw early signs of dawn filter through the basement windows. The windows were too narrow for him to slip through.
He almost screamed in delight when he saw the phone. She forgot!
He ran to it and dialed 911. A familiar voice answered. Matt quickly slammed the phone down. He did not want to see Officer Ricatelli again.
He sat on the steps and tried to think. He dialed Pete's cellphone. He would get him out and rescue him. Pete is one his buds. A member of his posse. The call immediately went to his voicemail. He hung up and dialed his other best mate's number. Cody's cell also went directly to his voicemail.
"Ugh," he whispered in frustration.
He then came up with an idea in desperation. He pressed "0" and spoke to the operator.
"I need a collect call to La Rochelle, France please. Number 33-5-46915157," he whispered.
The phone rang a dozen times.
"Dad!" He yelled loud when he heard a man's voice at the other end.
"Matt?" His father replied.
Matt pleaded for help. Over and over he asked his father to come and get him. He couldn't bear to tell his father the nightmare he underwent. He just kept saying his mother abused him horribly.
His father calmed him down and reassured him that help would be on the way. He promised he will call his best friend Victor, Pete's father who lived close by. He would come to get him out of the house and protect him.
He also promised he would fly to the US the next flight available.
They both said goodbyes. Matt hung up the phone and sat in silence. He will wait for Victor to come rescue him.
After about 20 minutes the phone rang again. It rang five times then went silent. Matt lifted the handset but held the switch hook down with one finger. He slowly released the switch hook and overheard his mother conversing with a voice he recognized as Pete's mother, Kathleen.
Kathleen: "Victor just called. Apparently, Dean spoke to your son on the phone today."
Jennifer: "What? What did he tell him?"
Kathleen: "Nothing specific, except Matt said he was being abused."
Jennifer: "What do I do now?"
Kathleen: "I'll take care of my ex-husband. He is coming here to pick me up to head for your house. Stick with the plan!"
Matt heard the phone disconnect. He stared blankly into space and could not understand what the conversation meant. He hung back the receiver and sat on the steps.
Jennifer was in a mild state of panic. She got out off bed and turned her computer monitor on. She quickly saw on the screen her son sitting on the steps. She saw him get up and search around in the basement. She saw him grab a baseball bat then walk up the stairs.
A loud banging echoed through the house. Matt was using the bat to break open the basement door.
Jennifer quickly grabbed several items from her desk drawer and ran towards the kitchen.
Matt was able to knock out the doorknob but the dead latch held fast. He then used his shoulders to ram the door open. On his third attempt, the door splintered where the latch was attached. It flung wide open. Matt fell on the kitchen floor because of his momentum.
He landed on his right side with a loud thud. He felt dazed for a moment. Once his vision focused it was too late. His mother was on top of him, again with a stun gun, jammed directly on his left chest.
His world grew dark.
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Matt woke up. He opened his eyes and realized he was on his back on a hard surface. His arms and legs were bound. He lifted his head and discovered he was tied naked and spread-eagled on the wide kitchen counter.
The kitchen was empty. He heard voices from the dining room. It sounded like his mother was talking to another woman.
Jennifer and Kathleen sat in the dining room. They recounted the events the night before. Kathleen had her son Pete tied up in the basement of her home. She tied 5-pound weights to his balls and left him there to show him a lesson. She wanted to make him feel the burden he had become. Her ex-husband, Victor, showed up but quickly discovered the power of a stun gun course between his balls when he turned his back from her. She has him trussed up like a pig in her living room.
She touched bases with Virginia. She was not able to proceed with her plan because her son, Cody, had an unplanned visit with her ex-husband.
Matt shut his eyes and pretended to be unconscious when he heard their footsteps approach.
Jennifer and Kathleen stood at the kitchen door and gazed at his body.
He had the beauty of youth. His skin was flawless. His muscles were toned. His chests were not heavily built but were still cut. His abdomen had a hint of a six-pack. He had soft brown pubic hair that trailed up to his belly button.
His penis lay on his lower belly and bore signs of punishment. It still looked swollen but the blisters appeared to have subsided. His balls hung loosely between his legs and were almost touching the counter.
Kathleen bid farewell and walked out through the back door.
Jennifer walked next to the counter and saw his eyes twitch a little.
"I know you are awake," Jennifer said.
Matt kept his eyes shut.
Jennifer grabbed his testicles with her left hand and twisted them violently.
"AIEEE!" Matt screamed and opened his eyes.
Jennifer took advantage of the situation and pulled her son's testicles upwards.
Matt lifted his hips to ease the pain. "STOP! STOP! STOP!" He pleaded.
Jennifer let go of his balls. His buttocks made a wet slapping noise as they hit the counter.
"It is now time for reckoning." Jennifer stated.
"I expect you to repent for your sins and ask forgiveness," she continued.
Matt was completely delirious. He could not follow what she was saying.
Jennifer pulled a sheet of paper from the drawer.
"For each of these transgressions, I punish your source of anger and malice to make up for all the troubles you have caused," Jennifer patted her son's balls as she spoke.
Matt was horrified. He now realized his mother has gotten completely insane and intend to harm his genitals.
"Fuck you, you insane bitch," Matt yelled back. He decided he was tougher than any women could be.
Jennifer held her son's penis with her left hand and pulled it up towards his head and away from his balls.
She then formed a fist with her right hand and aimed for his left testicle. She punched. The knuckles of her right hand hit his left testicle straight on. It flattened between her fist and his pelvic bone.
"AIEEE!" Matt screamed.
"Profanity! This is your first offense!" Jennifer said.
She raised her fist and punched his left nut again.
Matt screamed again. His left testicle rolled up and down its sack trying to escape the pain.
"Apologize for your first sin!" Jennifer said.
She raised her fist again but this time hammered it down, hitting his left testicle, stretching the scrotum, and flattening it on the counter.
Matt almost levitated from the counter. His whole pelvis lifted up. He shook his head from side to side and started to cry.
"Stop crying!" Jennifer yelled. "Apologize, and mean it!"
This time she grabbed his left ball with her right hand started to apply pressure on it with her fingers.
Matt felt increasing pressure flow up his belly and into his lower back. He shifted his pelvis from side to side to dislodge her grip from his left ball.
"Apologize!" she again yelled, doubling the pressure of her squeeze on his left testicle.
Matt was close to passing out. "I'm sorry," he said weakly.
Jennifer pulled his left testicle up while squeezing it hard. "Sorry for what?"
Matt felt his left testicle close to popping.
"I am sorry for using profanity. I won't do it again." He said.
Jennifer let go of his left testicle and said, "Good boy. But that is just one of your offenses."
Matt was breathless. He was shivering in fear and pain.
Jennifer now targeted his right ball. She isolated this with her right hand, pulled it away from the left and held it. It ballooned out from her grasp. She thought she could see its through her son's pink scrotum.
"Bullying! Apologize for your offense!" She said.
She made a fist with her left hand and hammered it down. His right testicle was trapped in her right grasp. It flattened on impact and made a loud meaty slapping noise.
Matt's eyes glazed over.
"Apologize!" She now used her left thumb and pressed on her son's testicle.
He shrieked in pain. He muttered repeatedly, "I am sorry for bullying! I am sorry for bullying!I am sorry for bullying! I won't do it again."
Jennifer saw her son's balls were starting to swell up. The pinkish scrotum was becoming purple in color.
"Forcing girls to have sex!" She exclaimed.
This time she grabbed a long prod from underneath the counter and held it up to his face.
In the haze, Matt could not figure out what the implement was. It had a red handle, in fact it said "The Red One" on it.
"Of all your crimes, forcing sex upon women is the most unforgivable. You force your weapon on us. This is unacceptable." Jennifer walked towards the end of the counter and stood between his spread legs.
She then raised the rod and jammed the two brass prongs at its tip into his testicles. She pressed the power button and cattle prod delivered a jolt instantly electrocuting his balls.
His body went into a fit.
She jammed the prongs again, this time targeting the base of his penis.
His body shook. He involuntarily clenched his teeth and bit the sides of his tongue in the process. Blood dripped from corners of his mouth.
Once he recovered, he quickly said, 'I'm sorry, mom!"
"Not good enough!" Jennifer replied.
She stuck the cattle prod lower, targeting both testicles at the same time.
This caused Matt's body to completely come off the counter.
Jennifer could not keep the prod on its target. Matt's buttocks dropped and fell on it. One of the prongs entered his rectum. The prod gave another discharge. This time it electrocuted his anus. The prod got stuck between his ass cheeks. Jennifer felt some resistance as she tried to pull it free. A succession of jolts were discharged in the process.
A curious thing happened. His penis stood up and appeared to get stiff. Another discharge was released from the prod. Matt's buttocks spasmed upwards. His penis squirted clear whitish fluid that landed on his belly..
Jennifer was surprised and disgusted. The prod must have stimulated some nerve inside, she thought.
She was finally able to pull the rod out of his rectum. The tip was smeared with brown stool admixed with blood. She tossed this aside.
Matt was completely paralyzed by the succession of jolts. He shook his head from side to side. He blubbered like a little baby. His brain felt like it received multiple doses of electroconvulsive therapy.
Jennifer grabbed her son's penis with her left hand and pulled it down towards his knees.
"You do not own this weapon. I own this. You no longer can use this without permission!" She stated coldy.
Matt groaned in pain. He felt his penis was about to be pulled off from his body.
Jennifer now grabbed his balls with her right hand and started to squeeze. She felt her son's balls roll around her tight grip.
Matt could only wheeze in pain. He started to mutter..."I am sorry, mom, I am sorry for everything. I promise to be a good boy." He started to cry softly.
Jennifer let go of his genitals.
Matt lost control and urinated. His urine spread wide on the kitchen counter.
Jennifer grabbed a bunch of clean dish rags. She wiped Matt's cock and balls clean. She wiped the counter dry. She then used a wet soapy rag and wiped between his buttocks to clean him.
Jennifer smiled. She had her little boy back.
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October 2013 is big for the women's club of Grosse Ile. Monica, Jennifer, Kathleen, and Virginia have expanded their group to four more households in the neighborhood. They officially made October as ballbusting awareness month. They intended to reach out to others around their city and hopefully around the state to spread their belief that men are the source of all the wars and unrest in the world. If women started within their household to take back control, perhaps, one day, this will cause change.
Jennifer was hosting this month's indoctrination. A mother from nearby Windsor has heard of their group. She wanted to learn more so she can bring this back to her home across the border.
Her house was immaculate. The boys have been helping with the chores everyday. Dean spent some money to build a deck in their backyard. They are also remodeling most of their home.
The party was starting in 30 minutes. Jennifer wanted to make sure everything was just right. She called out to her boys.
Dean, her ex-husband, and Matt, her son walked in the house and stood like soldiers for inspection.
"Is everything ready?" Jennifer asked, going down the list in her hand.
The boys nodded yes to each one.
"Present yourselves," Jennifer said.
Dean and Matt each unbuttoned their shorts and dropped them to the floor. Jennifer inspected each of her boy's carefully. Their genitals were in see-though chastity belts, CB-6000-E. Their penises were visible through the plastic cylinders. Their balls hung freely below.
Jennifer pulled a remote box from her pocket and pressed a button.
Both men jumped in the air as an electric bolt coursed from the base of their penis through bodies. They landed on the floor in their knees and clutched their genitals. They did not say anything.
"I guess everything is ready for show and tell." She said. "I am proud of you boys, now get up and get ready for our guests."
Jennifer walked to the front door and saw Daniela park her car in front of her house. She can't wait to tell the young Canadian how she tamed her son and her husband. She always loved hearing Virginia recount her tales on how she beat her ex-husband in a karate fight in front of her son. She also can't wait for her to hear how Kathleen's ex-husband and son have been adjusting since becoming eunuchs.
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