Stacy Tames Balls at The Dojo Pt.3

Thinking about the three kicks she just landed, all the students took a knee and devoted their loyalty to the suburban mom who just took over the dojo. They knelt in front of Stacy who stood there with her chest puffed out and her arms crossed, making her small bit of cleavage really pop.

She then looked over at the two students who attacked her and are now on the floor holding their nuts and said, in the most calm, mom-like tone, “That means you guys too. I know your egos are bruised but I need to maintain some order in here. This lawless behavior will not continue here. What you two did wasn’t very nice and so your balls paid the price, didn’t they? That is called discipline.”

With one hand holding their nuts, they both nodded in agreement and struggled to get off the floor.

“Come on, all the way on one knee unless you want my foot back on those balls hahaha.” She giggled.

This struck fear into them as they fought to get on one knee at Stacy’s little feet.

In the back, the Sensei got to his feet and started hobbling to his office with one hand cupping his balls.

Stacy jogged over to him and faked a front kick. “NO PLEASE!” He yelled and fell to his knees. She found this so amusing and started laughing hysterically, causing her boobs to bounce. The whole class was hypnotized.

“Where do you think you’re going?” She asked.
“To… to my office.” Replied the Sensei on the ground, guarding his balls with both his hands. Stacy placed her foot on his crotch. “You mean MY office now?” She said with a smirk.

“No!” Her responded.

She just gave him the evil eye and pressed her toes in more.
“Fine! Your office… Boss.” He howled as she inflicted a throbbing pain on his already swollen balls.

“Much better! Now I’m going to go run a few errands. You have a few hours to clear out your office for me to move in and then have this entire dojo in tip top shape… otherwise I’ll just have to do some more nut cracking.” She winked and kicked her foot in the air before walking out.

When she got home, she saw John on the couch laughing as he was reading something on his phone. “Hey John, what’s so funny?” John began answering dismissively as he turned his head towards his mother, and then stuttered as he layed his eyes on her beautiful form. Stacy had noticed her son’s eyes look her up and down. “What’s the matter John, you sound distracted?” “Nah nothing” he managed to spit out, a bit aggressively, still trying to sound macho. She knew that he would realize that she had busted him, so she intended to really play him. She turned around and got in her tip toes and started to take an inordinate amount of time to put away her keys in the highest draw of the cabinet. She knew that if she works it, her some would be hypnotised. So she gave him time to not only admire, but chub up. She quickly stood up straight and turned around looking him dead in the eye, busting him again with his stupid wide eyed look and mouth open in a shape of an O. “It seems that you like what you see? She asked. “Wha-what do you mean?” He replied. “Well what ever you were looking at on your screen”. “oh yeah ahah, ummmm, it’s nothing.” He managed to stutter, he was now pretty boned up. Stacey sat herself down opposite him and looked away. She decided to adjust her bra, pushing her bra both left and right, she knew the effect this would have on her son. “Damn this bra is so uncomfortable. She made a grimace on her face to accentuate her difficulties. John was transfixed, she had him. She then grabbed both cups and squeezed them together and turned to her son at the same time with the same stupid face. She laughed at him and said “your so lucky you don’t have boobs, they can be so annoying at times!” she then continued, “So what’s on the phone?” “Me? Oh ah nothing” he replied like an awkward kid talking to a cheerleader in a movie. By this stage his cock was throbbing and he could feel the blood running through his body. Stacy stood up and walked over to her son, and as before in the dojo, her breasts jiggled with every step. She came to a halt in front of her son who still remained transfixed, now eyeing the outline of his mother breasts from below. With both hands she reached out and grabbed each of her sons hands and pulled him up. When John stood up, there was no way of hiding the fact that he had an erection. His cock bumped his mother in the stomach. The look of horror on his face was palatable and there was no way he could talk his way out of this. She stepped back and looked an his erection and then at him. “Oh my, is that for me?” She asked. Nothing was his answer, just that same stupid face. “Well how do you expect me to take care of that?” John couldn’t believe what he was hearing and simply just stood frozen.

“Mmmm and think I know away” she cooed suggestively. Johns head was pounding with anticipation. She seductively whispered into his ear”I’ve observed you watching me for years and today is going to be your special day”. John began to groan in a hive of sexual arousal. “What’s a matter honey? Has a woman never touched you in your special place?” Alls that John could do was shake his head as the words coming out of his mouth just made incoherent sounds. “Oh honey, I thought you were a big tough boy, but you’re just a virgin”. Again just quivering from her son was the only response, he was so hard and already on edge, any friction and he’d explode. “Well today looks like your speacial day”. She took a couple of steps back and removed her top and grabbed her breasts through her lace bra. “Do you like my boobs? You make fun of them all the time but they seem to have you in awe right now.” He managed to nod his head. “Do you want to see more?” He nodded his reply again. “Would you like mom to touch you in your special place?” “Y-yes” he replied, having complaints submitted to being seduced. Looking at his fully erect penis, “Aww, my poor baby is struggling.” with that she unbuckled her bra from the back with her left hand while cradling her breasts with her right arm still denying her son the visual exposure of her ample breasts. “Looks like you would love to see what I have?” as he nodded his head she launched her right foot up and under his testicles. With no protection from even his engorged cock, she flattened his testicles against his pelvis in a move so swift and accurate. His testicles had nowhere to go and absorbed the full impact of her foot. All he could do was let out a high pitched scream and drop to his knees before landing in his side. The second wave of pain took over soon after, rolling John up into the fetal position.

He couldn’t hear his mother laugh as he was consumed by the pain.