Birthday Treat

This story contains castration. So if it's not your thing then please do not read any further.

Another story here concocted by me and u/dantelikeBBQ. And yet again we hope you enjoy this as much as our other creations.


I've been told by people I look like Sydney Sweeney. I'm hot, young and sexy. At 5ft 7ins tall with DD I attract a fair amount of attention from guys. But i don't mind because it means there's more guys to ballbust.

Today was going to be a great day. It's my 21st birthday and me and my boyfriend Bryan are finally going to have sex for the first time. We've been together for a year now and met at college where we are both studying right now. I've been waiting for the right moment to take the next step. But I've also been fighting the urge not to castrate him.

"Hey baby, as it's your birthday we can do anything you want tonight". I smile, "you mean anything?", I reply. "Yeah of course, anything" He smiles back. Big mistake Bryan, big mistake.

"Okay, I want to restrain you to the bed tonight and control all the fun". He laughs and confirms it's okay. "Yeah of course, does that mean we'll finally do it tonight?". I run my fingers along his chest "Oh yeah baby, that and a whole lot more". He smiles and says he's going to lie down as he's tired. I watch him leave and sit down to think and plan my evening. I'm so excited at the thought of ballbusting him I get lost in thought and before I knew it a few hours had passed.

I go to my room and Bryan is asleep naked. I take my time and try to be gentle as I tie his arms to both ends of the bed. I tie his legs as well to the end of the bed and he's lying there spread eagled and naked. I take off my clothes and leave nothing on apart from some flat heeled PVC boots and some shoulder length PVC gloves. Both black and ready for the fun to come.

Now all there was left to do was to wake Bryan up.

"Bryan, Bryan, wakey wakey. Time to get up baby". He wakes up with a jump slightly disoriented and it takes him a few moments to recover and realize he had agreed to be tied up. I stand up and step on his balls with both my boots. He gasps in discomfort and shock at the sight of me wearing nothing but PVC flat boots and gloves.

"Bryan, tonight is going to be a night of choices. Each decision you make has a consequence. Tonight isn't about you, it's about me. It's my birthday, and it's about me being happy. So let me explain what is going to happen. I am going to ballbust you. I've been ballbusting guys since I was 16. Regularly that is. And if you want to keep me happy, then you need to submit your balls to me. I will give you a series of choices tonight. What you decide will tell me what kind of man you are. It'll show me whether you're in this with me, or if you're dispensable. You won't know the right or wrong choice, only I will. But the choices you make tonight will decide your ball's fate. Don't let me down. Do you understand me?".

"Yes Alex, yes I understand. Please, please don't hurt me". He begged like a little puppy dog. But it wouldn't help him. He was now my toy to play with.

I had been fantasizing about castrating a guy for sometime now. That feeling was something that wasn't going away. I kept thinking it would but it hasn't. Bryan was someone I could see myself marrying. But how could I if all I wanted to do was castrate him? I was going to let his choices make the decision for me. I was going to let his choices determine whether it was him who I first castrated or whether I continue the search elsewhere. Fuck I look like Sydney Sweeney and I have double D's. I wouldn't be short of men at my mercy.

"Choice number one, do you want some stomps? Or do you want me to carry on standing on your balls?". This was also his first test. If he took the less painful option which was to stay as it was he would get a negative point in my game.

"Stay standing on my balls", his answer saddened me. I had a feeling This was going to set the tone for the night. I continue to stand on his balls for a few minutes, watching Bryan struggling to deal with all my weight on his balls. He was a tough guy 6ft tall and muscles where the eyes can see. He could handle this all day without a problem. Which is why his choice disappointed me. I continued to crush his balls under my boots watching his cock grow at the sight of my pussy in front of him. My boobs jiggled everytime I fidgeted on his balls to remain balanced.

"Bryan, tell me you love my huge tits jiggling. Tell me how hot I look right now".

"Fuck Alex, you're hurting me. Please get off me……please". He was beginning to frustrate me and kill my mood. I press down harder and harder to get some kind of response. "Alex, please. Why are you doing this to me?".

"Because I can Bryan. You need this as much as I do". "Need what? Listen to me Alex. You're not Sydney fucking Sweeney, no matter what you think".

That bastard. That absolute bastard. He was going to pay for saying that. More pain was required. And boy was he going to get it…….

"Choice two Bryan, do you want me to jump on your balls? Or do you want me to grind on them?". There was no clear winner here, but I took the jumping to be the more painful of the two as it was slamming down all my weight in one go.

"Jumping please Alex", well done Bryan I thought to myself, back to zero now in the scoring.

I smiled and said nothing more as I then jumped as high as I could and landed on his balls with a loud sickening thud. Bryan cried out in pain but was powerless to stop me from launching another jump onto his balls.

"Does that hurt Bryan? Look at my boots Bryan, the ones you lick so often are now torturing your balls".

"Alex, it won't fucking work, you're still not hotter than Sydney Sweeney".

"Oh, we'll see about that". I jumped up and down again. Landing hard with the heel of my boots right into his balls. Bryan screamed and began mumbling in pain. His breath was laboring as he struggled to deal with the change of intensity.

"Say I'm hotter than Sydney Sweeney". I jumped up and down again landing flush on his balls with the front of my boots. "Say it, say it, say it", each time I said it I jumped on his balls. But he was in so much pain he couldn't speak. I stood off his balls and took his balls into my hand. I could feel the throbbing of his heartbeat through my gloves. The swelling bruising feeling pulsating through my gloves into my pussy. I was going to make him scream before I was done with him.

"Bryan, I asked a question". He looked into my eyes. Every part of them screamed agony at me. He simply opened his mouth and said "fuck you". He didn't mean it. He simply didn't want to lose the battle. But he would lose the war.

But we had a game to finish and I needed to know whether he passed or failed. Remember battle and war.

"Choice three Bryan, knees to the balls? Or kicks to the balls?". For this I decided knees were the easier option. Both close but I was wearing boots which would help me hit harder.

"Knees please Alex", he said through a pained expression. Fuck sake Bryan, you're going to fail at this rate. It's funny how he can make his choice, but not tell me I was hotter than Sydney Sweeney!

I kneeled down astride him. I placed my left knee between his legs and drew my leg back. I slammed it hard right against his balls. He screamed out in pain as I quickly covered his mouth with my gloves to muffle his cries. I kept my hand there as I delivered the next knee, he screamed mercy against my gloves but I was enjoying myself too much. He asked for these so he was going to take them. I continued to slam my knees into his balls.

"Bryan, beg for more knees", I lifted my hand away from his mouth. "Please no more Alex. This isn't fun.".

I slammed my knee into his balls again watching his whole body shudder violently with pain wracked through it. His voice was weakening, his strength was slowly being sapped away from his body as I took control. The thought of castrating him was filling my mind fluidly. It was taking over every fiber of my body. My pussy was throbbing and tingling at the thought.

"Bryan, focus on my tits. It'll help". I see him move his eyes to my tits. His cock had the desired effect of seeing my double D's. I slammed in my next knee, holding nothing back. My tits bounced in front of his face. He moaned and sobbed in pain. His cock still rock hard and bobbles against his chest. I leave my knee in his balls as I begin caressing my tits.

"Bryan, does Sydney Sweeney have tits this big". He gasps as he realizes I'm still fixated on her. "No, no she doesn't Alex. But she's probably not psycho like you". His defiance meant more pain. And me crushing his balls to absolute dust was beckoning on the horizon.

With fury I slam my knee into his balls with four furiously hard blows. His cock went limp as he howled in pain. I leave my knee in his balls again and begin caressing my tits again.

"Call me psycho one more time! I dare you Bryan". He took a deep breath, almost sighing. "No. I'm not giving in and giving you what you want".

I delivered one final brutal knee. As I slammed it hard into Bryan's balls I felt his body tense and shudder. His mouth making mewing noises as he finally succumbed to the pain he was feeling and tears forming at the corner of his eyes. "Holy shit Bryan, I enjoyed that so much. You have no idea how wet this is making me". I place my pussy over his mouth as he begins eating me out. His cock began growing and within moments it was rock hard. His tongue was working my pussy like a magic wand. I had to force myself to lift my pussy away as I had a game to continue.

Choice four Bryan, would you prefer kicks? Or would you prefer stomps?". I was determined to use my boots more tonight. After all he is the one with the boot fetish. I was helping myself get fun at his expense. The kicks were the Choice for the positive point.

"Kicks please Alex", this answer shocked me a little. I was half expecting the stomps. But he once again got himself back to zero points.

"I want you to beg me for each and every kick Bryan". He shuddered and began "please Alex, don't kick me in the balls". I shook my head "that isn't what I ordered you to say is it?". I was arching my boot in the air, Bryan was fixated on it, rotating around almost in a trance as he waited for it to connect with his balls.

"Surely you want to please this hot and sexy blond bombshell? Do I not please you Bryan? Am I not enough for you? Are you not man enough to make me happy?". The fire was burning in his eyes as I questioned his manliness.

"Sydney, I can take anything you try and do to me", wait. What the fuck, did he really just call me Sydney? Was he so delirious that he couldn't tell the difference between us? Or was this his way of saying I won without saying it?

I launched my first kick hard against his balls with the end of my left boot. He cried out in pain. "P-p-please kick me in the balls Sydney". I didn't even hesitate. I was so happy at finally getting my own way that I just slammed a meaningless kick to his balls without much venom behind it. Bryan was now thrashing his head to the side as he began dry heaving. His head must have been wracked with pain, his stomach was cramping as I could see the muscles twitching uncontrollably.

I let him have some time to recover, I needed him to last until I decided it was time to end it. It took a while before Bryan was in a state to continue. This time before I kicked him I asked the question "how hard shall I kick your balls Bryan?". He was shaking with fear as he replied "as hard as you can Alex". I was already swinging my boot hard into his balls again as he began trying to thrash about. He had clearly recovered enough to remember my name.

"Beg me for more kicks Bryan". I needed the gratification from him begging for them.

"Please Alex". I didn't let him finish as I slammed my left boot into his balls again.

"FUCK", Bryan yelled aloud as the wave of nausea crashed through his body. I could feel the power of that kick as I kept my boot in his balls. The power and tension within me was creeping to the surface.

"Don't my boots turn you on Bryan?", I seductively say as I bounce it in front of his face.

"Fuck Alex let me lick them, please". I laugh and reply "only if you beg me to punish you more with them?".

"Okay, okay, please punish me more with your boots Alex".

Now it was time for my right boot to have some of the action. "Bryan, you'll get a chance when I'm finished with you. You can worship them all you want".

This time I was going to use the front of the boot to kick his balls. I knew Bryan was scared now as I played soccer in high school.

"Bryan, isn't it time to beg?", he was blunt with his response "Alex, just kick me as hard as you want to and get it over with".

I didn't need a second invitation. "Bryan, I hope this hurts your balls". I slam my first kick hard into his balls with my right boot. The feeling of his balls flying into his pelvic bones and back against my boot sent a tidal wave of euphoria throughout my body. For Bryan it was completely different.

"Alex, I can't take much more of this. Please stop. Please".

"Bryan, look at me. I'm naked with your favorite boots on and you're begging me to stop. What kind of response is that? You should be begging me for more, not mercy".

"Alex, if you cared about me you wouldn't be doing this". He was trying to appeal to my heart. But my desires were winning through. I wanted his total submission.

"It's only going to get worse from here Bryan. Now watch my boot and beg for mercy as I kick you".

I crash my next kick right against his balls. His shout of mercy after each kick I delivered was followed by sobs of "please stop" between each kick were like nectar to my soul. This was better than smoking weed. The buzz was pulsating between me. I was feeling so hot and sexy. I bet Sydney Sweeney never felt this kinky.

"Watch my tits Bryan", his eyes rested on my tits as I began small but painful kicks to his balls. My tits were being rubbed by my gloves and as I began playing with my hard nipples Bryan began moaning in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. His cock was throbbing and rock solid. Then as I landed my last kick to his balls he shouted "Oh my god, Alex I'm cumming", I crouched down and grabbed his cock with my gloves and as I furiously rubbed his cock as hard and fast as I could I watched with pure sadist joy as he ejaculated his load all over my tits. I stood back up and made Bryan watch me rub his cum all over my gorgeous double D's.

I took a few minutes to tantalize and tease him before continuing.

"Choice five, final one Bryan I promise. Choices are……slaps to the balls? Or punches to the balls", this one was a clear one for me. Slaps would be weaker. So if he wanted to keep his balls he better choose the punches.

"Slaps", his single word sealed his fate, it was the wrong choice. I had no other choice but to comply with my desires to castrate him.

"Bryan beg me to take my time and savor each slap".

"Alex, why draw this out, just fucking do it already".

I decided to make him watch my ass as I sat on his chest facing his feet. I grabbed his battered and swollen balls in my hands and squeezed them so they were looking juicy in my hands. I trailed my fingers over his balls to tease him and my gloves worked their magic as his cock stayed hard. Such a shame a huge cock like this would be useless soon.

My first slap I used my fingers. His balls shook in my hands. I felt the deflation of his testicle as it felt my power.

"Bryan, did that feel as good for you as it did for me?", he just moaned in pain as I swung a backhand slap into his balls furiously. "Oh fuck, oh fuck", Bryan moaned barely audible. "Bryan, that felt so good against my fingers". It did. His plump testicles rippled against the backs of my gloves.

I then swung the palms of my hand hard against his balls. I felt so powerful and strong that I just left my hand against his balls. I was desperate to feel them as much as I could.

"Fucking hell Bryan, keep the noise down, it's only a little slap". The noise died down as I felt an indentation of my fingers against his red balls.

I went for one final brutal slap, one that made a tish sound reverberate around the room. I felt his balls constrict against my fingers as I left then pressed hard against his balls.

"I felt that too Bryan", his body lifted up slightly against the restraints as I gave him the final slap. I felt my body ride the small wave he did.

He now looked worse for wear and was clearly suffering from the torment I had put him through. I knew deep within it was time to deliver the bad news to Bryan. I step off him and stand on his balls again. I crouch down and begin.

"Bryan. For each of the choices I gave you there was a possibility of gaining or losing a point. The end result was for one simple prospect. Either you kept your balls and got to become my muse. Or you get castrated. Let me review your answers and the final results.

The first choice you incorrectly went for me continuing to stand on your balls. For the second choice you correctly went for me jumping on your balls. The third choice you sadly went for the wrong choice of knees to the balls. Fourth choice you correctly went for kicks to the balls.

So it came down to the last choice. And sadly you went incorrectly for the slaps. So now we fuck. But you're going to beg me to squeeze your balls until they pop just before you cum. And you best believe you will".

I see his look of shock as he realizes his balls are at my mercy and I plan to castrate him. I take off my gloves. I want to experience this with my bare hands.

"What the fuck Alex, I never agreed to this".

"I tell you what Bryan, I'm a fair person, how about right now you just climb off the bed". I laugh at his predicament.

"Very funny, take the restraints off me then".

"No chance, you agreed to let me restrain you. This is all your own doing. Remember your choices were your own. Your choices came with consequences".

I'm done with any attempts at negotiation. I climb on top of Bryan and begin to ride his cock hard.

"Beg me to pop your balls Bryan, if you don't I'll fucking cut them off with a knife", I breathlessly say as I'm riding his huge cock.

"Don't do this Alex, we can work something else out".

I continue to ride Bryan's cock hard. My pussy is wet and I'm not far from climaxing. Bryan is just watching me ride him hard and stroking his chest with my hands. I can feel a wave of pain across his face as I bounce unmercilessly on his cock and balls. I keep quiet until finally I can't hold in my passion anymore. I begin moaning in pleasure "Bryan, take my pussy, cum in me baby, cum", this encouragement begins making Bryan moan finally with pleasure as we are beginning to ride on the wave of a crescendo.

"Beg me to castrate you Bryan", by now he's caught up in the moment.

"Alex, please squeeze my balls with all your might", finally the call for action.

I grip his balls with my right hands as I reach behind me with my hand. I'm now riding Bryan hard like a cowboy on the saddle. I grip his balls and begin squeezing them with all my might.

"Bryan, they feel so tough in my hands. I'm squeezing as hard as I can. Beg me to pop them. I need your encouragement".

"Fuck, fuck, that hurts, Jesus. Alex please don't do it", my hands grip harder. I feel his balls against my fingers. I can feel them all plump and fat, begging to be released from his body, begging me to be the one to do it.

I can feel their strength slowly sapping as I'm making progress, it won't fucking work, I can't pop them. I begin panicking wondering whether I was meant to do this. Then Bryan utters words that revitalize me, gives me new will to destroy his balls between my fingers.

"Sydney Sweeney would have done it by now. You're just weak Alex. Weak".

I scream aloud "I'm hotter than Sydney fucking Sweeney you bastard". I squeeze his balls with more power than I realized I had. I began riding Bryan's cock harder and faster than I felt was possible.

"BEG ME TO POP YOUR FUCKING BALLS BRYAN", I couldn't stop myself from screaming those words aloud, I was having the best sex of my life and my hands were squeezing Bryan's balls so tightly and with so much power his whole body was rocked with spasms and convulsions.

"That's it Sydney, fucking hell, castrate me, pop my balls, put me out my fucking miseryyyyyyy", he called me by her name again. It felt right, it felt like the timing was now perfect.

Then it happened. As Bryan begins to cum inside me I feel his balls pop in my hands, they turn to mush within the grasp of my right hand.

The scream that came from Bryan's mouth as his balls popped was unlike anything I had ever heard. It was almost out of body. It was Hugh, screeching and a wail like an animal being pounced on by a bigger prey.

"You've earned these tits Bryan", I quickly smother his face into my tits. He's thrashing about uncontrollably as the wave of brutal pain overcomes him. My double D's struggle to muffle the screaming Bryan is doing as his pain makes him delusional. As I watch Bryan slowly calm down his breathing is erratic and rapid. I feel a huge sense of pride as I realize together we achieved a moment we would remember forever. A togetherness that felt sexual but tender for me. For Bryan the brutality of it was matched only by a sense of uncertainty. What had he done to deserve being made an eunuch. Why was the woman he loved so fixated on destroying his manhood? He might never know.

"Bryan, I did it, we did it, it was Destiny, it was meant to be. Bryan say something". He had began cumming with a look of completeness on his face, it had been replaced by a glazed expressionless look. He was still conscious as his eyes blinked but it was almost like he could feel his ability to be a man had escaped his body.

I continue to squeeze his mushy balls into dust.

I couldn't believe I had suddenly and spectacularly orgasmed at the same time Bryan did. His balls turning into mush and both our orgasms happened within a second of one another.

"Thank you Bryan", I collapsed in exhaustion on top of Bryan. My double D's engulfing his face like pillows for him to rest his weary head against.

It was the best night of my life. Sadly Bryan is no longer going to be able to pleasure me like he did tonight, but it was worth it to me. I hope he sees it my way.

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Bryan was tossing and turning his head. This dream had turned into a nightmare. Why hadn't he chosen clearly the better options. But he didn't know it would end this badly for him. He was enjoying the dream, worshiping boots and a dabble of ballbusting always helped him sleep better but this felt so close to the bone. What was meant to be a dream about Sydney Sweeney had turned into a nightmare with his Girlfriend Alex. Was this a subconscious dream punishing him for his unspoken thoughts?

He awoke with a startle at the nightmare he had endured. He was sure he heard his name being called. When he finally found his bearings he was shocked to realize he was restrained to the bed and Alex was standing on his balls in her PVC boots. She was wearing nothing but them and her gloves.

"Bryan, tonight is going to be a night of choices".

What the fuck, this can't be real. Deja vu was real, either that or he was experiencing his own groundhog day, no can't be that. Was he Dr Sam Beckett from Quantum Leap?

But one thing remained in the back of his mind. He still remembered the right and wrong choices from his dream. Could he change the fate of his future for the better?