Continued from Part 5: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/19cjo46/the_ballbusting_cheerleading_sisters_part_5_ms/

Scotty knelt on the floor in front of the stunning, blonde goddess, and he cradled his tenderized nuts. Ms. Taylor took a moment to rub her own crotch sensually, as she sat casually back onto the stool enjoying the sight of the temporarily broken boy. Alexia and McKayla gasped, cheered and then hugged as their mother dropped Scotty to his knees with a powerful kick. Loving every second, the excited young cheerleaders had front row seat to watching a true vixen in action.

As excited as Ms. Taylor was to feel his massive package get flattened by her powerful kick, she still battled with his age, and his innocence. She poured a third shot of vodka, popped the lid back on the bottle and sat in the stool pondering. She crossed her sexy legs again, rotating her ankle as if breaking in the boots. She brushed her blonde hair back out of her face and tugged on her heel struggling with her thoughts, "How old is this guy?" Ms. Taylor questioned.

Scotty muttered between his gasps for air, "I'm 19 ma'am," he knew the debate she was having with herself as she was almost double his age, so he added, "but my cock and balls are well into their 30s". Ms. Taylor chuckled. "Well, they're definitely a little more swollen now aren't they?"

"Your not sleeping with him mom!" Alexia declared.

"And there's no legal age for kicking balls!" McKayla added, thrusting a pretend stomp in the direction of Scotty's groin.

Ms. Taylor laughed at her daughters determination to witness their mother ruin their new friends manhood. "I know Girls, but still, he didn't even do anything to me. And you girls know me. I train hard. I lift hard. And when Momma kicks, Momma Kicks HARD!"

The sisters' panties grew moist at the idea of seeing their neighbour tortured even further. "I should stop now, you two haven't really seen this side of me, and maybe it's better that you don't. If I start getting into this I might never stop!".

Despite the pain, Scotty's boner returned.

McKayla piped up, "First off, he was pretty much undressing you with his eyes tonight, that alone deserves losing at least one ball", she teased.

Her mom smiled at her daughters wild imagination. She picked up the third vodka and shot it back. Slamming the shot glass back down on the counter. She thought, Fuck it, I NEED to do this! She leaned forward and stepped off the stool, planting her boots triumphantly on either side of her fallen victim.

Scotty looked up to see Goddess Taylor standing high above him, looking down upon him like a bug she could easily squash. Her fingers stroked his hair affectionately for a few moments before she grabbed it more aggressively forcing his head to look up as she slowly squatted down closer to his level. "You know McKayla, I thought I noticed him staring at my chest earlier." Ms. Taylor squatted so that her tits were directly in front of Scotty's face, her magnificent round cleavage popping out from her halter top. "Isn't it pathetic how boys feel they can just stare at us without any repercussions?"

McKayla added, "And earlier tonight he made me show him my boobs!"

Ms. Taylor expected that wasn't the whole truth, but regardless, she used it as fuel. "Oh really?" she brought his face even closer to her tits as she degraded him, "You made my little girl expose herself to you? And now you're staring at mine?"

Alexia added, "Me too! He made me touch his dink!" she giggled at her own language.

"This dink!?" Ms. Taylor asked, as she suddenly reached down to Scotty's package and grasped his hard shaft (though his thin track pants). Her hand was surprisingly powerful. He gasped at her boldness, and groaned from her grip. Her grip strength was like nothing he'd felt before, and as sexy as it was to have this goddess grabbing his cock, she was squeezing so hard it felt more painful than pleasurable.

He desperately grasped at her wrists, trying to pry her off, but it was useless. Her nails dug in, if it weren't for his pants he guessed they'd be scratching if not piercing his dick.

She was squeezing so hard!

Alexia and McKayla wanted to get in on the action. They crowded Scotty, one on each side and pulled his hands away, as their mother continued to sneer down at him in imitated anger. With his arms restrained she couldn't help but tease him further.

"You fucking love these tits don't you?" Scotty stared at them, wishing he could live between those mountains for the rest of his life.

Ms. Taylor released his throbbing member, grabbed his head with both hands and forcibly smothered her tits into his face. Scotty was in heaven. The aroma of Ms. Taylors perfume, mixed with the leather of her boots that had only moments ago dropped him to his knees. Her long, manicured nails grasping the back of his head and now two, large, firm breasts being shoved into his face. He felt pre cum creaming out the end of his dick and it began to quiver.

Almost like a sixth sense, Ms. Taylor could tell an orgasm was imminent, and that was NOT going to occur until SHE was ready.

The two sisters pulled his arms back and his head away from their mom's bouncing boobs and like lightening Ms. Taylors hand was clasped tightly around Scotty's orbs. Roughly the size of a couple of kiwis, his balls were perfect for busting. Squeezing them tightly and pulling them down away from his body, she made his orgasm instantly impossible to achieve.

Scotty was in more pain than he had ever experienced in his life. His mouth opened as his body instinctively screamed, but barely any sound came out. Tears immediately came to his eyes, and he looked up begging her to release him. "Oh my god! Please! Let go! You're -"

The sight of tears in her victims eyes only made her pussy get wetter and her grip got tighter. She reached down with her other hand and grabbed a nut in each of her hands. His crying and wincing were as erotic to her as rubbing her clit with a high powered vibrator. To Ms. Taylor, a mans Pain was her ultimate pleasure. She knew this kid had never met a woman like her before, but he was hung like a horse and she hoped his balls could handle her because she couldn't control herself. She squeezed his testicles, one in each hand, with all her strength. An overwhelming desire inside of her wanted them to pop in her hands.

Alexia and McKayla were experiencing a similar ecstasy, seeing their mother almost ripping the nuts off of their young friend. Ms. Taylor yanked them down hard, twisting and squeezing. Seeing the tears in his eyes. Feeling the absolute power and dominance over someone who's supposed to be the more powerful sex, and yet their mother had brought him repeatedly to the gates of heaven only to "literally" pull him down (by his balls) to the fires of hell! Both sisters couldn't fight the urge to play with their dripping wet pussies as their leader pushed Scotty to his limits.

Ms. Taylor squeezed with all her might, and Scotty's balls were bulging from between her fingers, threatening to burst at any moment. The sisters could easily restrain him with just one hand each as Ms. Taylor's vice-like grip had rendered his arms weak and useless. Alexia and McKayla feverishly finished themselves off as their mother's hand Crushed his swollen balls together. Tears ran down his cheeks, and as Alexia and McKayla moaned in passion, Scotty's balls began to rupture from the pressure.

CRRRRRUUUNNCCCHHH...

Mere moments before their unceremonious destruction, Ms. Taylor released his balls and showed mercy. Leaving them dark red and swollen to the size of tennis balls!

Her heart pounding in her chest, and her panties soaking through her tight jeans, she dropped herself straddling onto the lap of her broken victim. Scotty was delirious with pain, and barely conscious. He hardly noticed Goddess Taylor riding his thighs as he knelt on the ground cradling his massively swollen, incredibly sensitive balls. She wrapped her arms around his head, once again, forcibly burying his face into her voluptuous breasts. Scotty didn't even know where he was. Using his incapacitated body to fulfil her own pleasure, she ground her crotch into his thigh with all of her weight and began moaning in pleasure on the brink of climax.

What happened next, Scotty can't fully explain to this day. He was in an unbearable amount of pain, he was upset that Ms. Taylor had been dangerously aggressive with his cock and balls and still rejected him the pleasure of an orgasm. And maybe, to some extent, he meant what he was about to say as a joke, or even a compliment as her actions had been extreme. But for whatever reason, as Ms. Taylor finished herself off on the lap of her emasculated boy toy, he felt the need to grumble;

"You Bitches".

In a heartbeat, the panting, and deep breathing of the Taylor women all went silent, and the friction in the air was terrifying. Scotty immediately regretted his words, and trembled in fear knowing he'd only barely survived with his balls intact to this point. He certainly couldn't take any more.

Why the fuck did I say that? Scotty thought.

Goddess Taylor glared down at him, feeling her rage increase to maximum level. Her breathing got deeper. Scotty could feel her heart beating heavily (as his face was still buried in her sweat glistened tits).

She grabbed him firmly by the hair and pulled his face away from her, as she shot up to her feet. Towering over him, her fists were clenched in anger, all the veins and muscles on her forearms were bulging and she looked like she could lift a car if she wanted. "Did you really just say that?!" she demanded.

McKayla and Alexia both shot up to their feet as well, flanking their momma and following her in whatever direction she wanted to take this. Her daughters did feel some remorse for Scotty. After all they had seduced him into coming over, and now he might be losing his balls. He had been through a lot that night, and calling someone a bitch after they almost castrated you was probably somewhat warranted. Regardless, they were their mother's daughters, and the Taylor team stuck together.

"Did you really just call me a bitch?! After I gave you the honour and privilege of these perfect tits!?" She looked like she was going to explode. She was offended to the core and needed so badly to destroy him.

With god-like strength, Ms. Taylor grabbed Scotty by the shirt and yanked him up to his feet. Scotty was horrified, by her strength. He'd become use to having Ms. Taylor tower over him, and he guessed she was strong, but he never would have thought she could lift him up like a rag doll. Her rage released a next level strength within this former professional athlete and Scotty was helpless as she pushed him up against the wall and drove her knee HARD into his nuts. His body convulsed forward, trying almost unconsciously to protect itself, but instead Scotty's face landed once again onto the massive tits of Ms. Taylor.

She allowed him to crumble. His face sliding down her boobs, stomach and ending in her crotch. His defeated body propped up by her leg and boot. She stood over him gaining more power by the moment.

"You really think it's a good idea to call a Krav Maga woman a bitch?", she yanked him back to his feet, shoved him against the wall and delivered another earth shattering, nut crunching knee. Again, she let him collapse to his knees.

"You really think it's a good idea to call a former professional soccer player a bitch?" She pulled him up by his hair, as he desperately covered his excruciating swollen balls. "Please, no more, I'm SORRY" he begged.

She loved it.

She shoved him up against the wall, and wedged her leg between his as she tried to pry his hands away from his balls. He was doing everything in his power to protect himself, he knew if she broke through his defence, it would be the end of his balls forever. In an expert maneuver she hauled off and slapped him hard across the face. He immediately reached up to his burning cheek accidentally allowing her to grab his wrists, pin them over his head and slam another devastating knee into his broken crotch. She kept her thigh pressed hard into his groin, and leaned her weight into him.

"Alexia and McKayla are high level gymnasts, and cheerleaders!"

She nailed him with another knee.

"I was a professional soccer player!"

Again she drove a knee deep into his groin, crushing his nads

"The three of us are pretty much Professional - "

KNEE!

"Ball"

KNEE!

"Kickers!"

KNEE! KNEE! KNEE!

"You really think you should call three women of our status, bitches?!", she grinded the point of her knee into his swollen tennis ball-sized testicles with all her strength. Pumping and grinding her knee into him, she forced him down to the ground with all her weight and dropped both knees full weight into his unprotected groin. As she bounced up and down applying as much pressure as she could, she looked him right in the eyes and declared, "Your balls belong to us! And sooner or later, we will POP them!"

Ms. Taylor was taller and thicker than the young boy, and the weight she was applying to his dangerously swollen balls was heavier than him! Again, he begged for his balls, "Please! I'm so sorry! Don't break them!" Please get off!"

Scotty's prayers were answered. Ms. Taylor removed her knees from his crotch and pulled him to his feet. She skillfully hammer locked his hands behind his back and held him open for her daughters to have a turn. "Anything you want girls!"

Part 7 now available: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1albck9/the_ballbusting_cheerleading_sisters_part_7_the/