MILF Musher 3 - Izzy goes Psycho

Please be warned that this story contains castration.


"Holy fucking shit, that was brutal!" Maeve said after watching Izzy completely destroy another pair of testicles. She was also somewhat shocked by the brutality she had witnessed. 


The pair had moved after their last conquest to another state. Keeping on the move was crucial to try and stay one step ahead of the authorities. By operating in another state the two women also had the advantage of knowing they had time to get away and move to their next hunting ground. Authorities had not been communicating amongst one another so as far as they were concerned they assumed they were on the hunt for an isolated incident. 


Two weeks had passed since their last ballbust and both ladies were eager to get back to work on some new victims. In that time Izzy had remained tight lipped about why she really had the urge to terrorize balls. She had focus and was driven to her end goal. But Maeve was young and she seemed to be just in it for the sadist pleasure. For Izzy she was wielding hurt deep within her soul. 


New York was full of unsuspecting victims for the two women. And they wasted no time in going to the bars and clubs within the vibrant center of the city. They had carefully selected a place to rent where they could brutalize balls without worry of being heard. An abandoned warehouse had been set up for their next victims. 


"Izzy, what about these two guys at the bar?" Maeve asked when she spotted two guys enjoying a drink at the bar. They looked to be several hours into a heavy drinking session. Although not completely drunk they wouldn't take much convincing to become their next victims. Izzy looked at Maeve and without saying a word grinned and nodded her head barely enough to be seen. But Maeve had seen it and the ladies made their way over to the men. 


"Hey fellas how about you two show us ladies what drink is best to get from here? We're new around here and haven't the faintest idea of what to drink?" Maeve easily played the damsel in distress. Both the guys perked up instantly seeing two beautiful women approaching them. 


"Why ladies, allow us to order some sherry for you both. Beautiful women like you need a sophisticated drink to match your beauty." The elder of the two guys said. Both men looked in their mid 40's and were easily work mates. They wore overalls with their company name stitched across the back of them. 

"Why thank you, what true gentlemen you appear to be." Izzy replied, easily falling into step with Maeve and her approach. The two men looked the women up and down. The older woman easily had the biggest tits and was wearing a summer style dress that hung off her curves and was wearing some wedge heels. Her tanned feet gave him a hard on within his underwear. The younger woman was wearing a slutty purple dress that barely covered her ass. Her purple slip on stiletto heels looked stunning on her. She also had tanned feet and her toes were just covered by the pointy toed stiletto pumps she was wearing. He nearly creamed his underwear seeing her sexy feet. This was going to be a successful night he thought to himself. 


The ladies sat beside the men and made casual conversation for a while. Just as they were about to slip sleeping pills into their drinks as they enjoyed one final beverage their plan became unstuck. The married guy who had remained quiet most of the night slipped away to go to the restroom and never returned. Now they were unsure whether to carry on with their plan. 


Undeterred Izzy slipped the pills into his drink and watched him slowly drink his last scotch. "Well I think it's time we leave now. Sorry about your buddy ditching you darling. Perhaps we best let you get on home," Izzy said to the guy. "No, no, no ladies, don't let him ruin our night. It's still young. At least let me see you home safely." He fell right into their trap. 

"If you're sure sweetheart? That would be lovely. You can never be too sure these days." Maeve replied. 


The guy got into a waiting taxi outside and followed the two women back to the warehouse they had rented. As he stepped inside he looked around and saw the room was set up like a torture chamber. "Say ladies, are you sure this is your place?" He was beginning to get a sense of dread deep within him. 


But then as he turned to the women and saw they were in nothing but underwear and their heels he realized he was going to be in for a long night. Only then at the worst possible time as he contemplated escape, the sleeping pills kicked in. He was knocked out asleep within a minute. Now the ladies got to work. 


Within half an hour he was strapped down on the floor. His arms were held in with belt buckles so he had no chance to move them. His feet were spread apart and shackled tightly to their restraints. Belt buckles had also been used. This time no gag was needed. Naked and asleep the two women decided to have a rest and wait for him to wake up. They were in no rush to begin. 


"What the fuck, HEY, LET ME GO. WHAT'S GOING ON!," both Izzy and Maeve stood up and walked back into the room. Several hours had passed but now their victim was awake and it was time to finally get started. 


"Hey sleepyhead. You fell asleep on us as we were about to fuck your brains out. So now sadly my friend here is going to fuck you up instead," Maeve pointed to Izzy as she finished speaking. The guy looked scared now. "W-w-what d-d-do you mean fuck me up?" His voice was shaking as he saw Izzy was now wearing some denim hotpants and a silk top. 


"Normally I won't say. But let's just say your balls are going to meet my wedge heels and become firm friends with them," Izzy laughed as she held her wedge heel against his mouth. The look of shock on his face was delighting her. The usual sense of excitement was cascading over Izzy as she was about to begin. 


But then something happened that tipped her over the edge. As she removed her wedge heel from over his mouth the look of defiance passing over the guys face went to one of anger. 

"You better hope I don't get out of this you bitch. Otherwise I'm going to fuck your brains out, and your gonna like it you bitch."


This triggered Izzy into a psychotic state of mind. She had been raped several years earlier by a cop and his college aged son. Someone meant to uphold the law took it into his own hands. Her husband had never known what happened. She had simply had a nervous breakdown, at least that's what he thought. She couldn't tell him the shame she felt. 


But she now remembered what the cop had said to her that night. "I'm going to fuck your brains out, and your gonna take it you bitch." 


Izzy looked at Maeve. Maeve had never seen this look in her eyes. It was as if she was dead inside. "Maeve, please don't judge me for this. I'll tell you afterwards. Just don't stop me." Maeve simply looked worried for her friend but understood she had to back down and let her do what she had to do. 


Izzy stepped between the guys legs. "You're not walking out of here with your balls intact. So the liklihood of you fucking ever again is zero. Just know, as much as you scream I won't stop." Before he could even reply Izzy went to town on his balls. Full psycho mode was engaged. 


Izzy lifted her wedge heels high in the air. They crashed down hard into the guys balls. She felt them flatten against the heel of her wedges. She heard and felt the thud of his balls against her heel. His scream reverberated through the warehouse. Maeve winched as if she felt it but relaxed in her seat with her popcorn. Izzy wasted no time in bringing her heel up again and slamming it hard into his balls for a second time. Maeve noticed the extreme power Izzy was using. She wasn't holding anything back. This felt different than before. She knew it was normally methodical and thought out. This was looking to be pure sadistic. 


"Fuck me, think you're going to fuck me and I'll take it? Huh? You're fucking history you piece of shit." Maeve nearly spat out her popcorn. This was getting personal. 


Izzy could feel his balls beginning to swell. The power she felt before had never reached the feeling she had right now. Watching the guy thrash and scream mercy hadn't made her feel the same sense of excitement as before. She had rage fuelling her mind. 


Izzy continued to slam brutal stomps into the guys balls. As she looked at his pathetic face she realized he was barely conscious. The last stomp was complemented with her grinding hard against his balls. She watched her sexy foot twist and crush his balls beneath them. She could feel his balls straining to deal with the extreme pressure she was using on them. She realized she was using more force than she normally would. She had no desire to take her time. She was after the quick brutal destruction. But she was beginning to feel frustrated by the lack of progress. 


She lifted her wedge heel up in the air again. "Enjoy this one. It's gonna hurt." She slammed down her heel harder than ever before. The crunch sucked the air out of the guy. His mouth opened to scream but nothing came out. He managed to look down his body and all he could see was Izzy's wedge heel beginning to grind side to side. His balls were in agony and her eyes looked dead inside as she continued to grind as hard as she possibly could. Her heels were showing him no mercy. He was feeling sick. The pain was churning his stomach. His balls were on fire and the sharp stabbing pain was never ending. 


Her brutal assault on his balls was phenomenal. She was breathing heavily and out of breath. The guy was shaking violently against his restraints. As Izzy stopped momentarily he vomited to the side of his face. His face red and sweating profusely he had been unable to scream after her third stomp. Now he had taken well over 30 stomps and his battered balls were nicked and cut in various places. His balls were swollen to twice their normal size. Izzy had no plans to stop. She needed to take a moment to get her breath back. 


"Izzy, you okay?" Maeve asked her. "Perfectly fine. Let me finish this fucking loser." 


She looked down at him and spat in his face. "Think you can fuck me and get away with it again? Think you can rape me again and escape justice because your a cop? FUCK YOU." Izzy began kicking hard into the guys balls. Holding nothing back she slammed her foot into his balls. The sound was sickening as it echoed across the walls. Maeve was suddenly startled by Izzy's sudden outburst. Rather than ponder what it was about she knew instantly what had happened. She had friends who had been raped. She knew something had struck a nerve with her and she was handing out her own brutal rough justice. 


Izzy couldn't hold back. She slammed her foot hard into his balls. Each kick was quick and furious. The slapping sound was rhythmic and loud. The guy was struggling to breathe and deal with the assault on his balls. Izzy was showing him absolutely no mercy. He watched her foot swing back and cracked straight into his unprotected balls. His throat was filling with phlegm as he struggled to deal with the onslaught from this demonic woman. She had gone mad. Her fury was from deep within and he was powerless to prevent her from destroying him. He was desperate to pass out to avoid the pain he was feeling. 


Izzy slammed her foot hard into his balls again. Her kicks were hurting her foot now but she was so full of adrenaline she couldn't stop now. She needed to make him pay for what he had done. Finally one last kick with every ounce of strength she had slammed into his balls. The guy jerked differently than before. His eyes bulged, the kick had been perfect. The power was full strength and finally he got his wish. He passed out. Maeve seeing this witnessed the best kick to a pair of balls she would ever see in her life. It was perfection. And she teared up knowing she had witnessed something special.  


But Izzy didn't stop her assault until Maeve pulled her away. "Izzy, Izzy. Wait, wait. Make him watch you end his balls. Don't give him the satisfaction of being asleep when it all happens." Izzy knew Maeve was right. She looked at his balls and knew it wouldn't take much to end them. She kneeled down and unstrapped her right wedge heel. She placed his cock and balls between her barefoot and the inside of her wedge heel. She strapped her heel back up to her foot and kept her weight off her leg as much as possible. 


Then she unzipped her hotpants and began to slide them down her legs. "Izzy, what are you doing?" Maeve asked her. "Waking this fucker up." She then began to piss on his face. The warm stream of urine had the desired effect and within seconds the guy had woken up and wad gagging as the warm liquid kept going into his mouth. When he realized what the liquid was he began cursing Izzy. 


"You fucking bitch. What the fuck are you doing. I'm going to fucking kill you." Izzy began manically laughing. "Oh, are you now? Perhaps you won't if I do it first? Maybe I should end you. What do you say to that?" It was then the guy realized his cock and balls were trapped between Izzy's foot and her footwear. His demeanor changed. His face went white with fear. His mouth opened wide to scream. Izzy finished pissing and zipped herself back into her hotpants. 


"Bye, bye you fucking piece of shit." Izzy suddenly shifted her full weight onto his cock and balls. The guy began to scream, but the sound was replaced from a piercing scream to a guttural choking sound as Izzy's foot began to quickly flatten his balls against the inside of her wedge heel. 


Izzy began to feel that now familiar feeling of complete control. The tension of her foot on both his balls felt so good. It was only a matter of time before his testicles, unable to withstand the assault, gave way under her foot. She kept applying pressure, making sure both his balls felt the full weight from her body. She lifted her other foot off the ground as she wanted the guy to see she had him completely beneath her foot. She kept laughing hysterically as she watched the pain etched all over his face. The sweat pouring off his body, the piss cascading across his face as he had to watch her destroy his balls. 


"Fucking watch my foot crush your balls you pig. Watch me pop them into mush. You'll never forget these sexy feet as long as you live."


Izzy continued to keep her full weight on his balls. Usually she would play and toy with her victims applying and releasing pressure to build up the dominance. But she was in no mood to be forgiving tonight. 


"Ohhhhhh, fuck yeah. I can feel them begging me to stop. I can feel them giving way to me. I have complete power. You'll never fuck ever again. It'll be over soon." 


It had only taken a few minutes from her applying her weight to his balls for them to finally begin giving way. The guys eyes were bulging out of their sockets. His head was thrashing sideways through the insurmountable pain his balls and body was feeling. His body was shaking as if it knew the end of his balls were near. 


Then Izzy felt then pop beneath her foot. Like a water balloon she had watched her foot as it happened, the wonderful sight of seeing her foot move slightly downwards as she felt the balls turn to mush. No balls could survive the assault she had piled on this guy in such a short time she had no regrets. The feeling of them turning to mush was the best feeling she had experienced yet  this was the most satisfying one. Her brain told her she needed to finish him. She needed to make him understand this one was personal. She then felt the warm gush of juices release from inside her pussy as she ended yet another guys balls. She had destroyed him. But she wasn't finished demolishing him.


She took his cock and balls out of her wedge heel she began stomping his mush just as brutally as she did to begin with. After a few stomps Maeve came over and pulled her away. 


"Holy fucking shit, that was brutal," Maeve said to Izzy. Izzy finally calming down and beginning to feel the frenzy inside her brain return to normal, looked at Maeve and replied "I guess I have some explaining to do?" Maeve put her arm around her friend and hugged her. "No, I guessed. A cop and his son raped you in the past. Is this why you've been destroying guys balls?" Izzy let the tears silently fall on her face. She nodded. Maeve hugged her again and whispered in her ear "Then let's go after the fuckers. Let's track them down and destroy them both." Izzy loomed at her friend and felt a wave of emotions. She was encouraged by her tenacity but she was right. As scared as she was to confront her past she needed closure. She needed revenge. 


"You're right Maeve. Let's find these fuckers and destroy then once and for all."


At that moment the private detective who had been hired by Izzy's husband shifted in his hiding place. He had seen everything that had happened to this guys balls. All he was meant to do was track her down and find out what was going on. But he was scared shitless by what he had witnessed. But unfortunately when he shifted he made a sound. 


"Izzy, someone's here. Did you hear that?" Izzy slowly walked over to where she heard the sound. 


The guy knew his game was up. He stood up and walked out of the hiding spot he was in. "Ladies, I'm unarmed." 


"Who the fuck are you?" Izzy spat in a rage. 


"Are you spying on us?" Maeve asked. 


"I'm a private detective hired by your husband Izzy. He's been worried about you. I was looking around here when you came back and caught me off guard. Please don't do me any harm." 


Izzy was gobsmacked buy she understood what he was saying. Her husband would do this if he was worried and she hadn't been checking in much. 


"I won't harm you. But I can't promise my friend won't." Izzy replied. She looked at Maeve knowing she was eager to ballbust someone and destroy some balls. 


"I tell you what. How about I give you two options? Option one is you let me bust your balls for a few hours but I let you keep them. Only if you can do a job for us? Or option two, you meet the same fate as this guy here." Maeve pointed to the unconscious victim. 


"What job?" Izzy looked at Maeve shocked. 


"Well we have a cop and his son to track down." Maeve stated. 


"But I know where he is, he still works in my home town. So I guess you'll get going with option two Maeve". Izzy replied. 


The PI gulped nervously. He was about to speak when Maeve broke through the silence. 


"Maybe so, but you moved away a while ago. This guy can tail him and give us routines and the best time to go after them both. We need to catch them off guard." 


Izzy pondered this point for a moment. She then held out her hand. 


"I guess it's your lucky day buddy. What do you say?" 


"Deal." He shook Izzy's hand. She pulled him close to her quickly and caught him off guard. She then whispers into his ear but loud enough for Maeve to hear. 


"But if you betray us or fuck this up in anyway. My friend there will destroy your nuts with those heels of hers." 


The PI looked down and saw some purple stiletto pumps. Maeve smiled sweetly then slammed her heel down hard on the floor to emphasize her brutal power.


Suddenly he was scared again.