[NOTE: This story is a collaboration with u/lucacoccasm41, she does online busting and she is amazing. She can also be found posting on the subreddit TesticleTorturePop. These next few stories are inspired by chatting with her, they are fictional stories.]

"MATT!" I heard a yell coming from the other side of the house, it was my wife, I knew why she was yelling. I've been doing online chats with Roxy, and Roxy wanted my wife's contact information. I knew I shouldn't give it to her, but she promised she would let me cum if I did, and I really needed to cum after our busting chat.

"Matt, come to our room now!"

"Coming."

Yeah, I'm sure of it, Jeannie is not happy. I headed back to our bedroom, I was going to get chewed out for sure.

"So you've been doing chats with Roxy, and she's telling you how to bust your balls?"

"Yes."

"Take off your clothes and stand with your hands behind your back."

I started to ask her why, but the look on her face told me not to. Jeannie is a beautiful woman, slim and tanned, strong and muscular, and a perfect hourglass figure. She was wearing panties and a tank top, her usual cleaning outfit, I looked at her strong legs as I undressed. I can't explain why, but my cock was hard even before I had my clothes off.

"Stand right there, take it like a man."

That sounded like Roxy, she always tells me to take it like a man. I wondered what would come next, but I didn't have to wonder long, her foot swung back and then up into my balls.

"OOOOOOOF!" I groaned as her foot made a direct hit, my balls smashed into my body, the pain was overwhelming. I fell forward and grabbed Jeannie's shoulders to stop from falling. I felt her body move, then her knee shot up into my balls.

"FUCK!" I groaned as I dropped to the floor in a heap, clutching my aching balls in my hand. I lay there in pain and confusion, just trying to get a breath.

"That was just the warmup," Jeannie said. She picked up her phone, she looked up a contact and placed a call.

"Yeah, it's me. He's on the floor, I kicked the shit out of them. I'm going to put you on speaker, okay?"

"Hi Matt," I heard on the phone, it was Roxy. My balls are in trouble.

"Hi Roxy."

"No more speaking, Matt, unless I tell you to," Jeannie instructed. "Now stand up and put your hands behind your back."

I struggled to my feet, my balls already ached and Roxy hadn't even started in on them.

"How do his balls look?" Roxy asked. Jeannie walked over to me, she took my balls in her hand and tugged them out from under my cock, she examined them closely.

"A little red, a little swollen."

"Perfect, he's warmed up then."

Jeannie dropped my balls, she took a step back, I thought I might be kicked again.

"What should I do to him?" Jeannie asked.

"Well, he's been lying to you, I think you should release some anger to start. Why not punch him in the balls, and if he falls, then stomp his balls to mush. Make him hold his useless cock out of your way."

"Yes, that sounds perfect, I am angry at him."

Jeannie handed my cock to me, my useless cock, I held it up for her. She balled up her fist and then swung from underneath into my balls. I groaned loudly as her fist pummelled my balls, I did my best to stay standing. She began a barrage of punches, maybe once a second, each coming just before I could catch my breath. My balls ached with the strikes, my stomach hurt, I felt like I might throw up. I wanted to drop to the floor, but the thought of her stomping on my balls sounded even worse than the beating I was taking.

After a minute or two I didn't actually feel the punches, it was just endless pain, mind numbing pain, like a thick fog closing in on my head. I don't know when my legs gave out, but I found myself on the floor. The punching had stopped, I looked over to see Jeannie put her foot on my balls. She leaned over me and squashed my balls onto the floor.

"JEANNIE! PLEASE!" I cried out in agony, her foot worked my balls over, they felt like they actually were being turned to mush. "PLEASE!"

"Okay, give him a break, he's going to pass out if you keep it up," Roxy said with a laugh. Jeannie lifted her foot off my balls, I lay on the floor with tears streaming down my face, I finally managed to breathe again.

"He's looks pretty fucked up, I may have gone too hard," Jeannie said.

"Nah, he can take more, I'm going to send you a picture of what I want you to do to his balls."

The phone beeped, Jeannie looked at the picture, it was the one of Roxy squeezing a pair of plums in her hand, just before they turned to mush.

"Do that to them, each ball."

Jeannie knelt down between my legs and rolled me onto my back, she pulled my hand away from my balls. She took a testicle in each hand, holding them between her thumb and fingers, then she pushed her thumb into the sore and swollen meat of my balls.

I can barely describe the scream that came from my lips, loud, high pitched, more a squeal than a scream. Guttural, like an animal caught in a trap, the pain was searing, I began to black out. I heard Roxy laugh on the phone, she thought my scream was funny. These two are sadistic, I'm fucked.

Jeannie let up, she held my balls and examined them.

"I drew blood, I guess my fingernails got him," she said.

"Oh good, send me a pic, I need to see that!"

Jeannie grabbed her phone and took a pic of my balls, I heard Roxy exclaim in delight when she got it.

"Oh, Jeannie, that's so good. You're a first class ball buster."

"Well, I had a good teacher."

"Shall we finish this off?"

"Yes, I have just the way to end it. Get him standing again."

Jeannie helped me up, it wasn't easy to stand, I could barely manage, but eventually I was able to crouch in front of her.

"Find a heavy textbook and place his balls in the middle of it, then smash your first onto the book, that should put him out of his misery," Roxy said.

Fuck me, the textbook again, it's one of Roxy's favorites.

"Try to pop those useless balls."

Jeannie looked around for a textbook, she found the one I usually use on calls with Roxy, she placed it on my desk and dragged me over to it. She put my balls in the book, then she let my cock flop on the cover. She stood beside me and interlocked her fingers together to make a double fist, then she hammered my cock and the book with both hands.

I screamed as she flattened my balls, the sudden searing pain was overwhelming. I felt my consciousness slip away, I was relieved to pass out, I couldn't take any more pain. The two women together were too much for me. The last thing I remember is the floor coming up to meet me.

As my lights went out, I hoped I wouldn't wake up for awhile.