Batting Cage (re-edited) - Part 1

This is an edited version of one of my favorite stories. The original was posted by Flashfemdom-AlexH a long time ago and was reposted [here](https://ballbustingstoriesj.blogspot.com/2020/08/the-batting-cage.html?zx=15d1f37bd4cd155c) a few years back. I wanted to modernize it, add to it and re-share it.

\*\*Warning: long story, mean, castration\*\*

Michael arrived at the fair with his sister Ashley, along with his cousin Emily, visiting from out of town, and her best friend Jessica. Shortly after finding their way into the fair, the four of them passed a batting cage setup for the event.

“Have you ever tried a batting cage, Michael?” asked Jessica.

“I haven't." Michael answered.“Wow... really? Never?”

“No.” Michael self-consciously replied.

“You gotta try it then!” Jessica exclaimed with excitement.

“Oh... I don't know. It's not really my thing.” protested Michael.

“Come on! Try it! You'll have fun, I swear.” insisted Jessica with excitement.

“Okay, I’ll try, but make it a low speed for me. I've never played baseball.” urged Michael. He didn't want to turn her down, but also didn't want to embarrass himself in front of her. Michael didn't know Jessica very well but he still found her very attractive, which made it hard for him to refuse.

“Sure thing.” Jessica assured him. Michael fumbled with the helmet to get it on, grabbed the bat, and stepped into the cage. He felt self-conscious as he lifted the bat over his shoulder, getting ready to swing. He didn’t know if he was holding it right.

“Did you start it yet?”

“Yeah” Jessica replied. She and Emily smiled deviously as they raised the speed to 90 mph, the fastest pitch available. During the time it took Jessica to get the speed changed, Michael wondered what was wrong. He lowered the bat to his side and thoughtlessly walked onto the plate, trying to get a better view to see if something was wrong with the pitching machine.

“Michael, get off the plate!” Jessica yelled. Her warning came too late, as the first ball shot out of the machine. At ninety miles an hour, there was no way to dodge it. The baseball came out like a cannonball, and Michael was standing right in front of it. Luckily, or unluckily for him, the entire impact of the collision was absorbed by his genitals.

Michael fell abruptly to the ground, rolling off to the side. The girls quickly turned off the machine and rushed over to him. His penis and testicles had just suffered the trauma of a car crash. There was so much pain emanating from his manhood that he knew he was in real trouble. He vomited.

Emily, Jessica and Ashley’s eyes were wide open with shock, but they were all smiling. Michael’s eyes were closed. He was laying there in the fetal position rocking back and forth. His breaths were shallow as even breathing seemed to make the mind blasting pain worse.

“Are you okay?” Emily asked, holding herself back from laughter.

“It hurts so bad,” he muttered. The girls started laughing but tried to stifle it.

“You shouldn’t have walked over the plate Michael,” Jessica scolded, “It was set to ninety miles an hour.”

Michael’s mind reeled with this new information. He felt certain that he would lose his testicles. He started to have a panic attack. The pain was quickly worsening.

“Well... I hope you weren’t too attached to your nuts,” Ashley laughed. The girls gave in and started cracking up with her.

“Hope you weren’t planning on having kids either,” Emily added. The laughter became more boisterous.

“You really should have been more careful,” stated Jessica in a condescending tone.

As the pain continued to increase, Michael couldn't hide his fear. "This is really bad, this is really bad, really really bad," he cried through labored breath as he rocked back and forth trying to find some form of relief. The girls were just laughing.

"Oh yeah? Is it really bad?" Ashley repeated satirically. Emily and Jessica chuckled. Michael was moaning. Tears were forming in his eyes.

"So...did you break your balls?" Emily asked, leaning forward. Ashley and Jessica burst into laughter. Michael didn't respond.

"Oh my gosh," Ashley laughed, “you think so?”

"Nah, probably not," Emily said, "I'm sure he'll be fine."

“Yeah, I'm sure,” Ashley laughed.

“Let’s help him out of here,” Emily suggested, not wanting to make a scene or hold the line up. “Can you walk over to a bench with us?” She asked nonchalantly.

Michael looked at her, “I don’t know, I feel horrible.”

“Come on, you’re fine. You got hit pretty hard, but at least it's just your balls, right?” She giggled. Emily helped him to his feet. “Okay, we just need to walk over to that bench, then you can sit down.” Michael’s legs trembled as he walked. Each step felt like fire in his groin and abdomen. The girls snickered to themselves.

“Okay, I’m gonna go get you some water…do you want anything else?” Emily asked. Michael took a moment to respond.

“Like maybe a band-aid... or a tampon?” She added. Jessica and especially Ashley burst into laughter. Michael didn’t think it was funny.

“Just the water.”

“Okay,” Emily laughed. Michael bitterly watched her walk away, annoyed by her jokes.

“Have you ever been hit that hard in the nuts?” Jessica asked.

“No,” Michael replied. Jessica and Ashley laughed.

“The ball was going pretty fast Michael, I seriously don’t think you’re gonna be having kids, but you didn’t want to anyway right?” Ashley laughed.

“I don’t know.”

“Well, it’s a little late to change your mind,” Ashley chuckled. Michael just lay there curled up on the bench. He was angry about the way the girls thought it was so funny and he was seriously concerned about his testicles.

“Poor Michael,” Jessica lamented. Giggling with Ashley. Emily came back with a cup of water.

“Here ya go, feeling any better?” Emily asked.

“Not really.”

“Come on, it’s been like ten minutes, you’ve gotta feel better than ten minutes ago,” Emily retorted.

“It just burns so bad, I can’t take it... I need to go to the hospital.”

“The hospital?” Emily questioned.

“Yes, I have to go,” Michael insisted. Jessica rolled her eyes. Ashley was quietly laughing to herself.

“Come on Michael, we just got here and this is the last day of the fair,” Emily complained.

“Well, you guys don’t have to come with me.”

“Yeah but how are we gonna get home?” Emily asked.

“I can come get you when I’m done.”

“No, I don’t wanna be stuck here. What if we wanna leave? Who knows how long you’ll be gone if you go to the hospital,” Ashley whined. “Just stay here with us, you’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, of course it hurts right now. You just got hit with a ninety mile per hour baseball. You’re just lucky it didn’t hit bone, that would’ve really hurt,” Emily reasoned.

“This REALLY hurts.”

“We get it Michael, it hurts. Get over it. You don’t have to do anything, just walk around with us,” Ashley said. Michael was fuming with anger. He was really worried, but they were making it difficult for him to just leave.

“Fine, we can stay here a little longer but not til ten at night like we planned.”

“Not til ten but we just got here. We’ve gotta stay here at least til 8,” Ashley demanded.

“That’s like nine hours from now!” Michael exclaimed.

“Better than 11, right?” Emily pointed out.

“Yeah, we’re compromising for you, since you’re being a baby about your nuts,” Ashley explained.

“What the fuck Ashley? You saw what happened!”

“Yes... we all saw it. It was hilarious,” Ashley replied. The girls all laughed.

“Jesus, you have no idea how much it hurts but, fine, I’ll bear it so you can have fun at the fair.”

“Okay... whatever,” Ashley rolled her eyes.

They walked around the fair a bit checking out the lay of the land. They all got in line to buy game tickets and Emily started going through her purse. “Crap! I left my wallet at home.”

“I have like five bucks,” Ashley announced.

“I have ten,” Jessica added. The three girls looked to Michael with their best puppy dog eyes.

“What? I only have like 20 bucks,” Michael shrugged.

“Shit, well, we need much more than 35 bucks to spend the day here. Do you have a debit card?” Emily asked.

“Yeah but I wasn’t planning on spending much money here.”

“How about this? You take out 200 dollars and I'll just pay you back on my next pay check,” Ashley suggested.

“200? You don’t need that much do you?… This is frustrating. I don’t even wanna be here really.” Michael complained.

“Oh gosh, come on! Stop whining about your balls already. We need the money to play games!” Ashley scolded.

“Pleeease,” Emily interjected, in her sweetest voice.

Jessica followed Emily's lead, "Pleeease Michael," she echoed softly, and slightly suggestively.

Noticing the conflicted look on Michael's face, Ashley composed herself and tried a gentler approach. “Fine, you front us some cash today and maybe I'll talk to Julia about giving you a second chance. I could tell her how great of a brother you were today,” Ashley cleverly bargained, knowing that he still had feelings for her friend Julia.

Michael paused for a second. Julia was the first pretty girl to ever really give him a shot. Things hadn't really gone great after he fumbled his first intimate evening with her though. Michael would never admit as much, but he was still a virgin. He had never gotten that far with a woman. His stress and anxiety that night had gotten the best of him and left him completely unable to perform for her. She ended up just going home early, both annoyed and insulted, and never returned any of his texts after that.

The agonizing pain burning from his groin quickly brought him back out of his contemplation. It had made him feel sick and weak. He could feel his testicles still swelling up. He no longer had the will or the focus to keep arguing with them.

“Okay, fine, but you guys HAVE to pay me back.”

“We promise!” quickly answered Ashley, as to not give him the chance to change his mind again. Michael reluctantly withdrew the 200 dollars from the ATM. His main concern was getting to the hospital to make sure his testicles were okay. The pain was sickening, but he was hoping the girls were right and that he would be okay. Either way, he really wanted to leave the fair. Ashley and Emily stood there waiting for him to give them the money. Michael just gave them the one hundred dollars each.

“There.”

“Thank you!” The three girls replied in a cheery tone.

After about an hour of going on rides and playing games, they decided to get something to eat. They were all walking towards the food court area. Each step added to the intense burning sensation in Michael's nether regions. It was hard to bear, but he didn't want to ruin the girls' fun by leaving.

Emily and Jessica were walking ahead of Michael and Ashley. As the two of them were discussing their favorite foods and options, Michael's gaze slowly dipped to Jessica's rear. Despite his pain, he still couldn't help notice how great her ass looked in those tight jeans. Ashley, walking by Michael's side, noticed his careless gawking, and recognized an opportunity for mischief. She slowly brought her right hand up by her left breast, then deftly flicked her hand down into Michael's nuts.

“SACK TAP!” She announced, laughing. Michael immediately collapsed. The pain felt the same as when he got hit with the baseball. Emily and Jessica turned to see Michael on the ground. The girls immediately cracked up, laughing at him.

“That's SO mean,” Jessica laughed.

“Nice one Ashley!” Emily complimented. Michael was lying in the fetal position, breathing shallowly and rocking back and forth.

“Why'd you do that to me?” He muttered.

“Sorry, I couldn't help it. You left yourself wide open,” Ashley explained. Michael was pissed off. The girls kept snickering. Laughing with an attitude like he should have been more careful.

“You don't understand how much this hurts Ashley.”

“And you don't understand how funny it is,” Emily retorted. The girls burst into more laughter.

“Sorry Michael, but she's got a point,” added Jessica

Michael just lay there for a moment. He was angry but didn't want to yell over the laughter.

After the laughter died down, Emily started nudging him, “Come on, get up. I'm hungry.” The pain was unbearably intense.

“I can't get up yet, it hurts too bad.”

“Well, the longer you lie there, the later we're staying tonight,” reasoned Ashley .

“Well, if you hit me in the nuts again, I'm leaving and not coming back.”

“Oh my gosh, drama queen,” mocked Ashley. Michael was shocked with how uncompassionate his sister was being about it. He wasn't ready to get up.

“So…with how long you've been laying there so far, we're staying til at least 8:15.” stated Ashley. Michael didn't even have the heart to argue. He got up but his legs trembled. The girls noticed and laughed.

“Let's go,” suggested Emily .

Michael struggled to keep up with them as they walked to the food court area. Each step hurt. The girls were walking in front and they didn't bother slowing their pace for him. They waited in line at a food stand.

“How ya doin' there?” asked Jessica.

“Not too good.”

Ashley scoffed.

“What?” Michael confronted his sister.

“Nothing.”

“Why'd you hit me? That was really mean. You don't understand, I feel sick from the pain…it's really bad.”

“You should have been paying more attention. You made it too easy,” laughed Ashley. Emily and Jessica were smiling. Michael didn't know what to say. They all ordered and sat down at a picnic table to eat.

“Really Michael, you're gonna be okay,” Jessica assured him.

“How do you know?”

“Because you're walking around. If it was really serious, you wouldn't even be able to walk.”

“I can barely walk.”

“Barely is still walking Michael, so it's clearly not that serious.” Jessica laughed. Ashley and Emily joined the laughter.

“Seriously Michael, I've seen guys get hit in the nuts worse than that, and they're always alright. You'll just have some swelling for a few days at the most,” said Ashley in a matter of fact way.

“Worse than that?”

“Yeah, like skate boarding and stuff. I've seen guys land on rails pretty hard.”

“How do you know they were okay? Did you ask them later?”

“No...” Ashley laughed. “Good point.” The girls all laughed. Michael finished his lunch in silence while the girls talked and joked about this and that.

After lunch, Michael went to the bathroom. He went into a stall to look at the damage. He unzipped his pants. He knew his testicles were swollen, but he had delayed looking out of fear. He was shocked to see his balls swollen to twice their size. They were sick dark greyish purple. His penis was just as bad. It was swollen and misshaped, all black and blue too.

“Fuck, I gotta go to the hospital…I'm so fucked,” he thought to himself.

He touched his dick, it was tender to the touch. His balls may as well have been on fire. Even the air seemed to hurt them. He gently pressed his fingers against his balls, slowly assessing each one. The slightest contact immediately caused him tremendous pain. Michael closed his eyes. Anxious thoughts went through his head of being nullified. His heart raced.

“Okay, calm down Michael. Ashley's right. She's being a bitch, but she's right. Everything's gonna be okay. Better to just stick to the plan here. Stay at the fair til 8, then go straight to the emergency room,” he argued to himself.

He felt nauseous and a little dizzy. His underwear felt like sandpaper as he gently pulled them back up. It was agonizing, but he slowly and carefully zipped up his zipper. Michael hoped he would be okay and ventured out of the stall.

Outside the girls were getting bored. “God, what's taking him so long?” Ashley asked rhetorically.

“Maybe he's in there checking if his junk's still functional, if you know what I mean,” answered Jessica jokingly, adding a wanking motion with her hand.

“Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me. He used to jerk off in the bathroom all the time when we would visit. Pretty sure he still thinks no one knew what he was up to when he was in there with the faucet on for a whole ten minutes," explained Emily candidly. “His balls can't be hurting that bad if he's in there playing with himself though.”

“Ew. He better not be.” Ashley paused for a second and looked to Jessica. “You should sack tap him when he comes out, for making us wait so long. He won't see it coming from you,” she suggested to her.

“Yes! Do it!” Emily laughed.

Ashley smiled deviously, “He's gonna be so pissed.”

Michael washed his hands, gathered his strength and headed out of the bathroom. As he exited, he saw Emily and Ashley but didn't notice Jessica who was waiting on the side of the door. Jessica zipped in and back-handed Michael quick and hard, nailing him in the balls. For Michael, it was like getting struck by lightning. He collapsed to the ground again. His mind in a state of shock. All three girls burst into boisterous laughter yet again.

“That was awesome! Nice shot!” Ashley exclaimed.

“That was a good one Jess!” Emily added.

Michael was too embarrassed to express his anger to Jessica, since he didn't know her as well, but he thought she was a fucking cunt for doing it.

“Sorry, Michael. They dared me. You have to admit it was a good one though,” appealed Jessica as she leaned downward, unintentionally exposing a bit of cleavage.

“It's not funny.” Michael muttered.

“Yes…it definitely IS funny.” Ashley argued.

The burning felt worse than before this time. He wondered if there was some serious problem going on that was just getting worse over time. His testicles hurt as if they had been mutilated. Michael vomited again.

“Ewwwwww,” the girls exclaimed, still laughing.

“Come on Michael, let's go. I wanna see the hog race.” Ashley nudged him.

“Just go without me, please, I'll just wait here.”

“Fine, whatever,” Ashley quickly ceded with indifference.

Emily laughed. “Okay, we'll be back in an hour or so, you just wait for us here and cry about your nuts. That'll be enough time right?”

“I guess.”

The girls laughed. “Okay... have fun with that!” Emily stated gleefully, as they walked away.

Michael waited there, just laying on a bench. He occasionally got up and waddled to get some water from a drinking fountain but he mostly just lay there, trying to meditate the pain away. It was intense. The pain came in waves, but the waves varied from unbearable to so bad that he started blacking out.

The girls enjoyed the race and didn't really even talk about Michael until they were on their way back.

“I can't believe what a baby your brother is being about his balls,” Emily told Ashley.

“Haha, I know, he's really trying to guilt trip us,” replied Ashley.

“That's so manipulative and pathetic. I mean, yeah, I'm sure it hurts, but guys seriously have no idea what pain is. I bet it doesn't even compare to bad period cramps,” reasoned Emily.

“Yeah, seriously.”

“Yeah, not to mention giving birth,” Jessica chimed in.

“Yeah” said Emily. "He seriously has no idea. I think I have to get him once too…in honor of mothers everywhere. I mean, it's never gonna be funnier than today, right?”

Ashley cracked up. “Nope.”

The girls walked up to Michael, who was still lying on the bench.

“Oh GOD…come on, still? When are you gonna stop feeling sorry for yourself?” Emily asked.

“Seriously, it can't hurt THAT bad,” stated Ashley.

“I need to go now, this hurts too much. I am really worried. I gotta go to the emergency room.”

The girls laughed. “This is NOT an emergency Michael,” Ashley explained. “If you go to the emergency room, they'll just laugh.”

“That's not true.”

“Yes, she's right,” Emily agreed. “When did you get so sensitive about your nuts anyway? We used to kick you all the time when we were kids, you would be down for maybe five minutes at the most, but then you would be up and running around like normal.”

“I got so sensitive after getting hit with that baseball at ninety miles an hour!”

“Yeah, but that was like three hours ago,” retorted Emily.

“Well, it still hurts.”

“Well, maybe you shouldn't be such a baby about it,” said Emily.

“Yeah, really,” Ashley agreed. Michael was seething but holding himself back from saying something he might regret.

“Are you coming with us or what?” Emily asked.

“Yeah...” Michael gritted his teeth and forced himself to his feet. His nuts were nearly as bad as an hour prior, but he had gotten to the point where he could somewhat walk again.

“Let's go,” ordered Emily. Michael struggled to keep up with the girls as they went around looking at the various displays and stuff for sale.

They were hanging around a little stand where hammocks were sold when Jessica approached Michael. “Want me to read your palm?” she asked coyly.

“Sure.”

Jessica took both his hands, gently pulled them close towards her chest and positioned them face up. She positioned his right hand in her left and, with her right fingers, slowly began to sensually trace along his palm. Emily moved behind Michael, while Ashley moved closer to get a better look. Michael tried his best to focus on Jessica's hands but was quickly distracted by the sight of her cleavage in his immediate field of view. “Okay, this line means you're gonna live a long life. This line means you're gonna have a long career. Oh and this one, this line tells how many kids you're gonna have…”

With Michael's hands out of the way and his focus entirely on Jessica, Emily kicked as hard as she could into his already swollen balls.

“…none.” Jessica laughed.

Michael immediately collapsed yet again. This time he felt worse than ever before. He felt feverish and sick with the pain. The girls cracked up laughing.

“That was awesome!” Ashley exclaimed.

“Nice kick, Em!” Followed Jessica.

Michael was in too much pain to think straight. His eyes were closed, and he was rocking back and forth like in the cage, but somehow this felt worse. He felt delusional, like he was losing his grip on reality or losing consciousness.

“Oh my god, that felt so GOOD!” Emily exclaimed with excitement. Ashley cracked up.

“Guess I had a lot of pent up anger towards men…sorry Michael.” Emily laughed. “You okay?”

It was clear that he wasn't okay, but the girls had decided that the pain could not be as bad as period cramps, so they gave themselves permission to laugh about it anyway. Michael didn't respond to the question.

The girls gave him time to recover and basically ignored him after some laughter. Jessica, Emily and Ashley continued to exchange pleasantries over what just transpired for a short time but then moved the conversation to what they wanted to do next. Michael just lay there trying not to black out and started crying again. He was certain he lost his manhood.

After a while Emily noticed the tears. “Oh my god, are you CRYING?!”

“Oh my god, he IS…wow…there's no way it hurts that bad,” followed Jessica, rolling her eyes. Michael ignored her.

“Seriously…try giving birth,” said Ashley. Jessica laughed.

“Come on Michael, time to get up now,” stated Emily.

“I can't.”

“Sure ya can, just take a deep breath, and do it….you just need to cope with the pain. Try thinking of something else.”

“I can't think of anything else.”

“Get up and stop being a pussy,” Emily bluntly ordered. Michael's heart welled with new found rage for his cousin. He bitterly brought himself to his knees. He felt like he would black out.

“Give me a few minutes,” he angrily mumbled.

“Fine, but we're staying til 8:30 now,” Ashley told him. After a few minutes, Michael successfully brought himself to his feet. The girls smiled at him. It was clearly difficult for him to stand.

“Ready?” Jessica asked Michael with a giant grin.

“Yeah,” he meekly replied. The struggle to keep up with the girls as they walked around the fair was even greater now. Each step tore at his testicles. He was certain they were seriously damaged. He just kept telling himself that it would be over soon and that he would never spend time with any of these three girls again after this. Although, he knew that was an angry lie he was telling himself. These girls were his family and he wouldn't spend his life avoiding them.

Michael did his best to keep walking. Despite the unbearable pain, there was still a part of him that wanted to enjoy this fair. They were now walking through a constructed garden area with beautiful flowers hanging from a long archway. Michael was admiring some of the flowers above him, trying to push his mind off the almost unbearable pain, when Ashley recognized another opportunity. She stretched her right hand across her chest, over her left shoulder this time, and held her fingers out flat. She then proceeded to very rapidly swing her hand down in an arch, backhanding Michael as hard as she could right in the nuts. He fell to the ground again, sputtering and gasping for breath. He was falling in and out of consciousness for several minutes, but the girls couldn't tell. They just cracked up laughing at another awesome sack tap.

Ashley laughed. “Oh my gosh, that was the LAST time, I swear.”

“That was a good one,” complimented Emily. They all laughed as Michael lay there. He could barely think to decide what to do next.

“I can't believe you would do that to me Ashley.”

“Oh come on, it was just a joke.”

“It's not funny, I have a serious injury from the baseball. I need to go to the hospital.”

“You have a serious injury? Why do you say that?”

“Because I know.”

“And how do you know that? Because it hurts?” She argued, still leaning over him.

“Just trust me, this is serious.”

Ashley laughed. “Whatever Michael. It's normal for it to hurt if you get hit in the nuts. It doesn't mean you're injured. You'll be fine tomorrow morning.”

“I'm done for the day. I'll wait for you guys in the car, but you better be there by 8.”

“8:30” Ashley corrected him.

“Fine. 8:30 on the dot.”

“Okay,” Ashley ceded, “have fun brooding about your nuts in the car.” She laughed.

Michael watched their butts as they strutted away laughing and joking with each other.



[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/14rexhh/batting_cage_reedited_part_2/)