Ballbusting School 1 - Sorry We HAD to Do That to Your Balls

    All characters in these stories who are involved in explicit acts are 18 or older and are not based on real people.

    After the inauguration of Jessica Smith, the first female President, the entire education system was overhauled. Even during her campaigns, Smith was extremely vocal about controlling the inherent sexual nature of males, particularly male teenagers, and to instill within them a healthy fear and respect of and for women. Throughout her campaign, an overwhelming number of women rallied to her cause and Smith ended up winning with a landslide victory. Her first action as President? Enacting an executive order mandating that from this point on, testicular punishment of males at the hands of the wronged woman was legal and in fact encouraged. There would be no repercussions to any testicular punishment done by woman to men as long as they had a valid reason—the definition of "valid" an intentionally vague string of legal jargon. This order quickly became known colloquially as the BBO, or the Ballbusting Order. And thus, the reign of the Ballbusting President began.     

     "Remember girls. Kick first, then ask questions. If you believe you have been wronged, you are in the right to enact whatever punishment you deem necessary for the grievances done to you." Miss Cox said with a ghost of a smile on her face, "Afterwards, if there are any disputes, the administration will review the situation and handle things accordingly." 

    The girls in the class giggled nervously, unsure how to respond. After all, this was all brand new to them. Many of them had never been intimate with a boy before and several were even learning for the first time that boys were sensitive "down there" at all. 

    Sensing that she was losing the kids' attention, Miss Cox forged ahead, "And boys, you will accept any testicular punishment that a girl gives you without question, even if you feel that you did nothing wrong. If you truly feel that your punishment was not justified, you may take it up with Mrs. Jensen at the office. If you decide to take matters into your own hands, you will be punished by the administration for insubordination even if it is decided that your initial punishment was not deserved. And trust me, if things get that far you will wish that you had just taken the girl's punishment."  

    With a final smile, Miss Cox called out to her class just as the bell rang, "Don't forget boys, all of you will be called out during your English classes throughout the day to attend the Zapper me—I mean, the Hormone Assessment Device meeting. Have a great rest of your day!" 

    One by one, the students all filed out, wondering what in the world had happened overnight. As the students entered the hallway, already the sounds of groaning and yelping had filled the halls.  

    "Did you just stare at my tits?" an older looking blond girl with sizable breasts yelled at a smaller male student. 

    "N-no, I wasn't I swear I-" the boy stammered out before the girl swung her leg between his legs and he crumpled to the ground. Boys nearby scurried away before they could fall victim to any such incident and girls that were watching laughed and pointed at the boy on the ground grabbing his balls. With a triumphant smile, the blond girl stalked closer to where he fell and shoved his hands away with a kick of her foot and slammed her heel into his groin and twisted her foot. The boy, crying out in agony, tried to scramble out from under her heel, but several girls that were in the crowd grabbed a hold of him and made sure he stayed put. With what strength he had left, the boy reached out towards a teacher who happened to be walking by, but when she noticed the spectacle, she called out to the blond girl barely hiding a smile with a hand, "I'm sure he deserves it. We need to fix their filthy minds!" 

    Hearing this, the blond girl put more and more pressure on the boy's balls until she was practically standing completely on them. The boy's screams had reached a piercing note before it died out and he fell unconscious. Finally satisfied, the blond girl gave one last stomp before walking away with a group of her friends. 

    "Did he actually look at your boobs, Jennifer?" a girl whispered. 

    "I don't know. Does it matter? I just wanted to see how far I could take it!" Jennifer said with a snort, "I mean, I don't need to be told twice I can kick guys in the nuts, you know?"

    Seeing this scene unfold, Jason hurried to his next class, lest he be next. 

    When he entered his second period class, Jason quickly bee-lined to his seat and sat down. The less interactions he had, the less he would offend a girl, and the safer he would be. 

    "Okay guys, I originally had a grammar exercise planned today, but I'm sure you've all heard from your homeroom teachers, the boys will have their HAD meetings today. Girls are not required to attend, but are allowed to go if they wish," Miss Allinson, Jason's English teacher said after the bell quieted, "In a little bit, Mrs. Jensen from the office will come by our classroom to take the boys and any girls that wish to join to the gym for the meeting so for now you can sit tight and relax. This might be the last chance to do so for you boys," she remarked with a knowing smile.

    At this, Jason leaned back in his chair and pulled his hood over his head. He had gone to sleep late the previous night so he might as well catch up on some sleep now. 

    "Did I say you could sleep?" Miss Allinson's voice suddenly called out, jolting Jason awake. 

    "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to doze off," Jason mumbled, still a bit groggy.  

    "Sorry isn't gonna cut it. Come up front, Jason. You know you're not supposed to sleep right now. Class, I will not be tolerating such blatant disrespect any longer and will be meting out punishment as I see fit. Jason, you'll be the first. I hope there will be no more following him." It was clear that she did not mean that last sentence in the slightest. 

    Jason timidly walked up to the front of the classroom and stood near Miss Allinson's desk. 

    "Unzip your pants, Jason," Miss Allinson said, calmly. 

    Every student's eyes in the class were wide. "What?" Jason asked, unsure if he had heard her correctly. 

    "Unzip your pants. Take them off. Come on, we don't have all day," she repeated with a surprising hint of threat. 

    Jason hesitated. Is she allowed to make me do this? 

    Tired of his noncompliance, Miss Allinson grabbed Jason's balls through his pants and squeezed until his knees buckled and he dropped to the ground. Still, Miss Allinson kept her hand at the same level it had been so that most of Jason's weight was being supported by just his balls. Crying out in pain, Jason hastily unzipped his jeans and pulled them down. 

    "Underwear too. No complaining unless you want a repeat of what you just felt," said Miss Allinson as she released her grasp on his package.  

    Jason glanced around the classroom and his eyes met Helen's. He'd had a crush on Helen since freshman year, but he had never acted on it. He was planning on asking her to Homecoming this year, but was still in the process of planning. He had always been afraid that she did not see him the same way that he saw her, but now he did not have to worry because he had a clear answer. Helen's face was lit up with a smirk and she was barely suppressing giggles at his predicament. Red faced, Jason moved to cover himself. 

     "Ah, ah, ah, no covering. And why is your underwear still on?" Miss Allinson said as her hand shot out in a deft movement and pulled his underwear down, "Let's have a mini anatomy lesson while we're at it class. Come on, ask any questions you have about the male genitalia." 

    Helen raised her hand and when called on she asked, "Miss Allinson, are all penises that size? I'd always imagined them larger." Helen's smile grew even more as she anticipated a response. 

    "That's a great question, Helen. No, not all penises are this small. It looks like Jason here hasn't really grown fully yet, although usually the length of the penis by high school age is usually the length of the penis for life. There are definitely bigger penises than his," Miss Allinson said with a grin, "I can, however, make his penis grow a little bit." 

    Miss Allinson reached over and began to rub his dick slowly until it began to become erect. 

    "Well, it didn't grow as much as I had expected. I did say little, after all." Miss Allinson said, much to Jason's chagrin, "How many of you girls have never kicked a boy in the balls before?" 

    Seventeen hands went up in the air, Helen's one of them.  

    "Alright then, you girls come on up. We can make this into a teaching moment. Now line up in front of Jason, and all of you can kick him several times each," said Miss Allinson, grabbing Jason's arms and holding them together behind him. 

    First up was Helen who eagerly looked straight into Jason's eyes and whispered, "I hope this hurts," before slamming her foot into Jason's groin. Her foot hit both balls evenly and Jason began to fall. Putting her arms below his arms to support him from the front, Helen pulled him closer to her then pumped her knee up into his groin, getting both balls again, but this time with her kneecap. 

    Pain exploded in Jason's balls and he was unable to continue standing. Just as Helen was about to get another kick in while he was laying on the ground, Mrs. Jensen walked in with a stack of papers in her arms.  

    "Good morning class! Let's get—oh, am I interrupting something?" Mrs. Jensen said, glancing at Miss Allinson. 

     "Oh, no, I was just teaching some of the girls who've never kicked a guy before how to do it. Jason kindly volunteered," said Miss Allinson with a chuckle, "We're ready to go, though, if it's time." 

    "Yes, I hate to break this learning experience up, but we are pretty short on time so we must get going. No, you don't need to put your pants back on, dear. You'll need to take it off for us to put the HAD on you anyway. Come along now!" 

    The students of the class all filed out after Mrs. Jensen except for Jason. Mrs. Jensen had Jason lead the line to the gym and occasionally she'd "accidentally" kick back too high and get him in the nuts from behind. As the procession neared the gym, they began to hear screams getting louder and louder and they became more and more nervous.  

    "Try to ignore the noise, boys. Installation won't hurt. That much. It's what comes after you want to worry about," she said with a laugh. 

    When they got to the gym, Mrs. Jensen held the door open and the boys and girls filed into the gym where the Hormone Assessment Device meeting would be held.

Continued in part 2