MILF Musher - The Final Judgment

Please be advised before continuing that this story contains castration.

I had a few requests that I, in some way, finish the story of MILF Musher. So here you go.



Izzy closed the trunk of her vehicle, she was determined to finish what she had started. It was time to put the final judgment on the torment from her past.

"What are we going to do with him in the end, Izzy?" Maeve asked, waking Izzy from her trance. She had just stuffed the bound and gagged naked PI who was now unconscious due to a heavy testicle beat down from both the women.

"I think we keep him for now. Make him a witness to what we're about to do then blackmail him into keeping silent. Plus we can use his balls for some fun later on." She smiled at Maeve.

"But don't we usually castrate the men we torment? We haven't wasted his balls yet. Are we planning to?" Maeve innocently asked again, clearly eager to continue her reign of terror on men's balls.

"No, this time is different. We need someone we can keep ballbusting to keep ourselves ready to resume if need be. Also if we blackmail him, he'll come in handy in the future. Plus I like the fact he has a boot fetish. I love kicking and kneeing in my high boots. You should invest in a few pairs." Izzy laughed back.

"You know what, you're right. I could do with a few pairs of destroyers. And I loved the sound your kicks made when you really nailed him." Maeve replied.

"Izzy, I feel like we're Thelma and Louise, but on a vigilante crusade." Maeve grinned at Izzy.

"Fuck off Maeve, for starters we have a small hardtop Kia, they had a convertible with their hair flowing freely in the warm summer air. It's middle of fucking winter here." Izzy laughed.

"Hmmmm, true. But it has given me an idea."

"What's that then?" Izzy inquired, intrigued at the young woman's look of deep concentration.

"Why don't we get some wigs while I buy some boots. That way we can make it harder to identify us further down the line?"

"Fucking great idea Maeve. Let's get some red ones, inspired by some vigilantes we know." Izzy and Maeve looked at one another. Both burst into laughter at the same time.

Izzy put the vehicle transmission into drive and they moved off into the wintery night.

They drove all night through several states. Maeve fell asleep early into the long drive so Izzy was left alone with her own thoughts. She was nervous about coming face to face with the men who took advantage of her previously. She was a different woman now. She was dangerous. Her experiences recently castrating unsuspecting victims has given her an advantage. She was prepared this time, she knew she couldn't make the mistake of feeling any remorse, but she also had to allow her emotions to remain in control. She couldn't allow herself to lose her cool like previously. But the two women had the element of surprise.

She pulled over and fell asleep on the outskirts of a town she knew well, a town she had run away from, a town she thought she would never see again.

Only this time, she was going to leave with dignity and the knowledge she had permanently ruined two vicious bullies forever.

"So what's the plan for today then Izzy?" Maeve asks her friend.

"We're going to buy you some boots and we'll get some wigs and if we see anything else we like we can get it."

"But that won't take all day? What are we going to do until we attack this evening?"

"Well I thought it might be a good idea to warm up on our ballbusting on our new slave in the trunk of the car. After all, we can't just go into tonight cold." Izzy giggled to herself. The PI in the trunk heard all of this and began shaking in fear.

The two ladies brought some new boots for Maeve. She settled on a pair of round toed platform stiletto heeled black leather thigh highs and a pair of white PVC crotch high boots with a pointy toe.

"Shit, Izzy I've found just the thing for you." Maeve exclaimed as they were walking around a sex shop. As Izzy walked over to Maeve she could see the young woman had a riding crop in her hands.

"I can imagine you in some flat knee high boots and gauntlet gloves whipping the balls of a guy whilst he practically cums at the sight of you in jodhpurs." Izzy began smiling at the thought.

"You've convinced me. This will come in handy in the future I'm sure. Oh I've found something perfect for you as well, something just as sadistic as you are." Maeve grinned and blushed slightly as she allowed Izzy to guide her across the room. She gaped open mouthed, the saliva practically drooling out of her mouth when she saw the huge leather whip Izzy was pointing at. It was perfect to cause an enormous amount of pain with the slightest crack of the whip.

"Sold, you don't even need to convince me, you had me convinced when you said sadistic." Both women laughed and went to the counter to purchase their items. They were wearing their new red wigs and although Izzy had seen a few people she knew no one recognised her in her new disguise.

They booked into a motel and hauled the PI into the room. He was slung onto the bed and tied up to the bed posts. His balls were hugely swollen and his body was shaking as both women got dressed into their chosen outfits for the final judgment.

Izzy couldn't stop stroking the boots she was wearing. The feeling of leather against her skin was a new feeling. She was feeling moist at the prospect of what tonight was going to bring. She was insanely anxious to destroy some balls. It was more powerful than a drug. She was becoming addicted to the sight, the feeling and the emotional ecstasy of castrating balls.

Even though both women had wanted to bust the PI's balls they had simply ran out of time after eating a meal in a local restaurant. The PI was hastily thrown back into the trunk of the car as both women began their journey to exact revenge.

They had hired out an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. They had three restraints set up ready so they could tie up their victims. They had set everything up in advance a few weeks earlier and now was the time to test their setup.

The PI was tied up naked to the first set of restraints. He was shaking in fear as he knew what happened to the last two men tied up by these women.

Izzy walked up to the PI and whispered into his ear quietly but just loud enough for him to register her voice and the words she said.

"Don't worry, you won't get hurt tonight. We just need a decoy so the other two fuckers think there is another poor fuck awaiting punishment."

He didn't believe a word they said. And in some regards he was right to think that as his night was going to be filled with pain as well.

Izzy checked herself over once again. Her outfit of a light blue silk dress and stockings and sandal heels looked exquisite on her. Maeve was dressed to kill too. She had a red skirt and black blouse on with her new black thigh boots. She looked herself over and asked Izzy one last time "are you sure they'll go for this outfit? I feel a little out of my comfort zone."

"Don't worry, I promise when you kick their balls with those boots on it'll feel like nothing you've ever experienced before. It's like having a protective glove on."

Now it was time. They were ready to go.

The PI had told Izzy and Maeve that the cop and his son play cards every Friday night at the local bar. So as Izzy and Maeve walked into the bar they tried to act cool as they stepped up to the bar. They quickly spotted a group playing cards in the corner and pretended not to notice the stares they were both receiving.

"Izzy, I see them. Jeez this play is a dive. I think we're overdressed for a place like this." Maeve whispered to Izzy as they took seats at the virtually deserted bar.

"Two whiskeys please on the rocks." Izzy confidently said to the woman behind the bar. The woman eyed Maeve and contemplated asking for ID but as Colin had remained quiet in the corner she assumed he raised no suspicion of her being underage.

Meanwhile in the corner of the room Colin raised his eyebrow to his son Corey. "See those two redheads at the bar son? Well I'm sure we gave the older one a good time a few years back. Only she didn't have the same color hair then." His son smirked as he recalled the night he lost his virginity to an older slut. It had been the first of many conquests he and his Dad had encountered. But you never forget your first.

"You sure Dad? Well maybe she's come back for another crack at us. Maybe she's brought us a friend to have some fun with." He chuckled as the two other guys at the table laughed as well. They were feeling uneasy but played along.

"Nah, I'd guess there's something not quite right about them. We need to play this one cautiously. A cop always has a gut feeling and this stinks."

Corey managed a guffaw before replying "You overthink things Dad. There's four of us and only two of them. We can't possibly have any issues." At that moment the two other men at the table folded their hand and got up from the table. "Gentleman, it's been fun but our night ends now. See you next week Colin. And don't do anything stupid." The cop glared at his two buddies. But he couldn't make a scene, he had no intention of sharing this evening with them really. He knew any sign of trouble and the two men would walk away.

Colin waited until both the men had left and driven off before speaking again to Corey. "Listen, we wait until those two little sluts have finished their drinks and we swoop in fast. We point our guns in their backs, then we get our fast and take them back to our place. They won't even know what's going on before we've pounced and once we have they're ours." Corey, looking serious, nodded his approval. Neither of the two men ever left home without their firearm.

"Maeve, I've noticed two have left. It makes things easier for us. Once we've finished our drinks we'll walk over to their table and fake needing directions to the next town over. Then like gentlemen they will offer to show us. Then once we're outside we pounce. They won't know what's hit them, well we will, it'll be your boots and my sandals." Maeve smiled and winked at her, showing she understood the next part of the plan.

Then as both women finished their drinks and put the glass tumblers back on the bar they both felt the nozzle of 9mm handguns pressed firmly onto their backs.

Colin pressed his lips to Izzy's ear and whispered "Hello again, thought I wouldn't recognize you with that hideous disguise? Well allow us both to show you another good time tonight sweetheart. We won't go so easy on you this time."

Izzy was panicking inside. She hadn't anticipated issues, she had no plan B. But the fact this disgusting man had recognised her meant she knew she was in deep trouble. And worse, she had put Maeve in danger too. She could feel the fear rising deep within her body, the anxiety of that night from several years ago began to cascade within her brain. She could feel the nervousness coarse throughout her body like a deluge of sludge. She couldn't speak, couldn't beg to be let go. The strong Izzy from the past few months was losing the battle against the scared Izzy from the past, a past she had fought to forget, fought to battle past. She was in deep fucking trouble.

Maeve could see the panic in Izzy's face. She knew deep down it would be down to her to try and rescue the situation. What she hadn't told Izzy was she had prepared a backup plan. But she had to try and put that plan into action. She had a taser in her purse but she needed to reach it.

Then she stumbled and began to fall, as Maeve fell she kicked her boot up in the air. She nailed Corey hard in the balls with the heel of her right boot. As Corey dropped his hands to instinctively clutch his balls he kept hold of his gun. But Maeve had already grabbed her taser from her pocket and as she fell to the ground she thrust her hand into Colins balls with her taser gun. He yelped and flew into the air dropping his gun. Izzy picked up his gun and walked over to where Colin was knocked out. Maeve then used the taser gun on Corey as he yelped and fell unconscious.

Both women looked towards the bar to see if they had been heard. They saw the barmaid walk out and approach them. The fear in the ladies eyes was real as they wondered what they were going to do to explain what had happened.

"Don't worry ladies, these two pricks have been causing havoc around here. You want some help restraining them?"

Izzy smiled at her "Yes please. Any help would be much appreciated. You could say I'm a previous victim of these two. I'm just wanting a little word with them."

The barmaid nodded her head seriously and replied "Do me a favor? Make sure these bastards never set foot in my bar again with intent to harm another woman. I've had enough of them scaring folks away from my place. I've got a business to run. They seem to think it's their place not mine."

Izzy grunted as she tied a knot restraining Colins arms. "Oh, don't worry. They won't be able to do any harm to a woman again after we've finished with them. You have my word and promise."

The barmaid finished helping Maeve restrain Corey and gave them both one final piece of advice. "Ladies, give him hell for me." And with that she hugged both women and walked back into her bar to close it for the night.

Half an hour later having taken time to lug the deadweight of birth men into their trunk they had arrived at their warehouse. They untied the PI and got him to carry both men, who were still out for the count into the warehouse. He got them into position and both Izzy and Maeve tied both men up. They put the PI back on his restraints when he was done. They used a knife to shred the clothes off both men leaving them naked.

"Izzy, they're taking too long to wake up, I'm eager to get going." Maeve said impatiently.

"Yeah well if you hadn't used full fucking power to put them to sleep they wouldn't take so long to wake up". Izzy retorted.

"Let's use the buckets to wake them up." Maeve said in reply, seemingly missing the impatience in Izzy's own voice.

"Okay, good idea". Izzy replied. Maeve walked over to two buckets of water they had and threw it over both men.

They woke up with a shudder. They quickly realized they were tied up and gagged. Neither could speak but the anger within their eyes was clear for Izzy and Maeve to see.

"Well, it looks like you're both in deep, deep shit here boys, let me introduce you to my friend here. She's got some new boots to break in. And your balls are going to be her muse." Izzy began confidently.

"Then once you've taken a fucking horrific beating were both going to destroy you. You'll never forget this night as long as you live. Some may call it revenge, but for me it's final judgment day boys." Izzy continued to walk and talk going back and forth.

"Now my beautiful friend here is going to explain what she is about to do to you." Izzy pointed at Maeve and allowed her to speak.

"Boys, allow me to welcome you to boot city. Current population…..me." Without missing a beat Maeve slammed a hard vicious kick with her leather boot hard into Colin's balls. The slap of the leather boots against his balls made Maeve feel tingly inside her body. Feeling his balls slam against her leather clad foot was euphoric, but what made her feel gooey inside was seeing the pain etched all over Colin's face. She didn't hesitate as she then lifted her knee hard into his low swinging balls. The thud of her boot into his balls was almost too much for Colin. He was screaming inside his gag as the pain shot through his torso and left a continuous dull ache in his balls. He knew he couldn't take much of this torment and yet he knew he had no choice. He watched as the tormentor walked over to his son. He didn't care how much she hurt his son, as long as he avoided it himself. Colin had always been all out for himself.

Maeve walked over to Corey who having witnessed her kick and knee his Dad in the balls, now knew he was dealing with two psychopaths. His anger had subsided to fear and Maeve had noticed this.
"Awwwww, this macho boy now looks scared babes." Izzy looked at his face and began to laugh as she said "Funny how small your ego can get when you're the one who's being taken advantage of isn't it. But you boys made one mistake with me, you left me alive, you left me open to come back for you. And believe me it'll be your biggest mistake in life." Izzy looked at Maeve "Babe, I want you to destroy this fucker whilst his old man watches. Then it'll be his turn."

"My pleasure babe." Maeve replied as she began kicking Corey hard and repeatedly in the balls. The slapping sound was rhythmic and continuous as Izzy began making preparations for her torment of Colin's balls. She placed a wooden block behind Colin and positioned it against the back of his balls. She grabbed some long nails and a hammer. She pulled his skin from his sack away from his balls and placed a nail against it. She could feel Colin shaking in fear as he realized what she was about to do. She hit the hammer hard and it pierced the skin and went through to the wood on the other side. She slammed the hammer against the nail again but this time it slipped a little off the nail and the follow through of momentum meant Izzy managed to strike Colin's left testicle hard and right in the middle. Colin shook and convulsed in absolute agony as Izzy laughed "oops, clumsy me." She giggled at the accident but knowing it caused Colin pain she was glad it had happened.

She finished slamming the nail in and repeated the process on the other side of his sack. Now it was nailed to the wood and left his balls as prime targets for her. She got up and looked over at Maeve to see how she was progressing. She was stunned to see Corey had a hard on as Maeve was now kneeing him hard in the balls. "Is he supposed to be enjoying this so much babe?" Izzy asked Maeve, careful not to use her name so they could be identified. "No, I'm a little pissed off with this little boy." Maeve replied between blows. "Just remember, when he's hard, the balls are more sensitive. Give him some heel kicks, that'll do the trick." Maeve taking the initiative began to deliver crushing toe kicks which she followed through with her heel. She began to enjoy herself even more watching the tears now flow from Corey's eyes.

"Oh, stop crying you pussy, actions always have consequences. You deserve this boy." Maeve began to taunt the helpless Corey.

Watching from the end the PI was shaking with complete fear. He was both shocked at the level of violence yet again but also fearful that he would be next on the firing line once these two guys had been destroyed.

Colin was watching Maeve destroy his son's balls right in front of him. He knew he was next. But the level of pain he could see on his son's face made him finally wish that when it was his turn they would do it fast. But sadly his wish wouldn't be granted.

"Okay babe, finish his balls." Izzy told her friend.

"My pleasure babe." Maeve replied.

By now Corey's balls had swollen severely and it was now possible for Maeve to use her finishing move. She placed a chair beside Corey. She placed the sole of both boots on each side of Corey, so one was visible to him at the front, and one was behind him. She placed the sole of her boots against his right testicle and the heel against his left one.

"I'm going to really enjoy myself boy." Maeve teased Corey one last time before she began to apply pressure with her soles and heels. It was easy to crush his right testicle against the soles of her boots but it was difficult for her thin stiletto heels to get a good firm grip against Corey's left testicle.

Izzy watched her friend grit her teeth and apply her death grip against Corey's balls. She watched Corey's eyes bulge from his face and his body shake and contort trying desperately to save his manhood. She watched her friend crush his swollen balls between her boots and was beginning to get aroused watching the destruction take place.

Maeve could feel the testicle against her boot soles begin to flatten substantially. The feeling between her legs was beginning to get moist as she felt a huge orgasm coming along. She could feel the shaking of Corey right through to his helpless balls. She was shocked to feel the testicle against her heels begin to give way first. She could feel the middle structure of his testicle begin to give way slightly, she increased the pressure against his testicle and then she felt the middle give way completely and the familiar gooey feeling replace the solid structure of what was his testicle. She heard Corey scream deeply within his gag, but she wasn't done yet.

She began focusing all her force and energy on the testicle between the soles of her boots. She pressed her boots together with all her might and unlike the one she had just destroyed there was no warning feeling this time. She just felt the testicle explode between her boots like she was crushing a grape under her feet. She felt a gush of juices release from inside her pussy as she closed her eyes and savored the feeling of yet another man being destroyed by her. She knew it didn't feel as good as using her hands, but she had just had her first thigh high boot castration and she knew she wanted to destroy more men with these boots.

Izzy watched with satisfaction as Maeve castrated Corey. She watched her friend have an intense and powerful orgasm. She was fingering herself getting wetter and wetter as she enjoyed watching her friend complete the first castration in her new boots. She was glad to see Corey finally slipping into a deep sleep again as the pain he felt was too much to bear.

Corey had never felt pain like that in his whole life. The burning intense pain from the boots crushing his balls was excruciating. The heels were causing a sharp stabbing pain whilst the soles were causing a crushing dull but full on pain. As he felt his left testicle give way to mush he screamed as the wave of pain caused significant issues for him. It was like her heels were stabbing into his nerves and the complete control it had over his brain was terrifying. Then moments later when his remaining testicle was flattened under this goddesses boot he couldn't register emotion anymore. His eyes just felt darkness, and slowly they shut as he fell into a deep sleep.

"Guess who's turn it is now? Nope not the other guy on the end…..it's yours now boy." Izzy reminded Colin.

Both Maeve and Izzy walked about 10 feet away from Colin and he wondered what was going on. Then he watched in horror as he saw a cover removed from a table and two huge paintball guns came into view.

"He looks scared, babe." Maeve giggled as she picked up her gun. "Shall we explain what's going to happen next?" Maeve looked at Izzy.

"Yes, good idea. Well boy, we're both going to shoot your balls with our little guns here. Each direct hit means we both step closer. And if we get right up to you and you've still got a testicle remaining. Then you'll get the punishment of a lifetime." Izzy explained.

Colin watched as they both took aim. The first shot hit the inside of his left leg. The sting instantly made him yelp within his gag. The second shot from the younger one (Maeve) nailed his left testicle hard. The pain was deeper than anything Colin had ever felt before. He swore within his gag as the stinging pain resonated throughout his body. Tears formed in his eyes as he felt the pain pulsate constantly. It didn't subside at all. He knew he was in deep fucking trouble.

"Great shot babe, let's step forwards." Izzy high fived Maeve as her first shot landed plum against Colin's own plum.

Maeve watched Izzy take aim and her second shot was right on the money. It hit Colin in the same spot her first shot had. She watched Colin closely and could see his body wracked with pain, she could feel his testicle ripple with the solid nature of the blow from the paint. She knew where she was aiming her next shot.

"Yayyyyyy babe direct hit. Way to go." Maeve congratulated Izzy. They took another step forward.

Izzy watched Maeve take aim and shoot her second shot. It landed right where the two previous blows had. They were hitting Colin's balls with deadly accuracy. She watched as Colin shook in pain but it was clear he was struggling now to stay conscious. But they had a job to finish.

They took another step forward and had closed the gap to 5 feet. A couple more should do it.

Izzy took her next shot. It hit his right testicle at the end of it. She threw her arms in the air and screamed "direct hit" loudly. They took another step forward.

Maeve took aim and shot at Colin. But her aim was a little off and she landed her shot just below the testicles against the wood. "Shit, sorry babes." Maeve sighed.

Izzy wasted no time delivering her next blow. It was money and she knew it. Both Izzy and Maeve watched it hit the left testicle in the same spot as three previous blows. But this time their ears heard the sound of a pop. They knew it was no longer there. Colin convulsed and began retching through his gag as he struggled to not only remain awake but without throwing up.

"Holy fucking shit, that was amazing." Maeve said aloud. Izzy, who was breathing heavily, looked across at Maeve. "One down, one to go."

Both women placed their paintball guns on the floor and went to Colin to inspect the damage. His left testicle was no longer there, destroyed by the last shot. They checked over his remaining testicle and noticed it was swelling but still fully intact.

"So babe, what now. How are you going to finish this? Just for the audience to know." Maeve giggled as she asked Izzy. Izzy put her hand to her chin as if thinking about it.

"Well, I want to reenact the sensation of burning pain I once felt at the hands of this boy. So I think a rusty needle should do the trick." Maeve smiled and replied. "I'll get the gloves, needles and lighter."

Colin was barely conscious and able to take in what the women were talking about. He just managed to lift his head and saw the younger chick was using a lighter to heat a needle. He couldn't register what was going to happen. All he could feel was pain. It was seeping through every single part of his body. His brain was fried, his mind was frazzled. He would never be the same again. The physical and psychological torment these women were inflicting was beyond the capabilities of this once powerful man. Now he was a mere skeleton of the person he had once been.

Izzy took the needle off Maeve and walked over to Colin, she showed him the needle and spat in his face. She was angry now and wanted him to know she had finally won the war, even if she lost the first battle.

"See this, you'll feel the burning searing pain I felt when you took advantage of me. But for you, it signals the end of your terror. Goodbye boy, I hope this hurts you more than you hurt me."

Izzy slowly inserted the burning hot needle into Colin's right testicle. It burned through the skin like a sharp knife through butter. Then it penetrated his testicle. Colin began screaming and trying furiously to unshackle himself from his restraints as the burning pain ripped through every sinew of his body. Izzy kept her focus on the Jon she was doing, Maeve was focused solely on the sight of the needle slowly disappearing into Colin's testicle. Finally as it pierced the testicle wall against the wooden back it gave way and turned instantly into a liquid abyss. Colin finally screeched into unconsciousness.

For Izzy and Maeve, the redemption was over. Their journey was over. Or so they thought.

The PI watching all this unfold knew deep within his heart his own balls were on borrowed time.

Izzy and Maeve untied the PI and made him untie both sleeping men from their restraints. The three of them walked away, the PI between the two women unsure what his future would be.


Two months later

Izzy heard the doorbell ring, she had been waiting for the backlash over her recent escapades to come back and haunt her. But so far nothing had happened. She had been back with her husband and had not indulged in any further adventures.

As she opened the door she was met by the appearance of two people. It was the PI and Maeve.

"Izzy, listen to me before you close the door. We've both had a brainwave. Well more me actually, how about we go hunting down and castrating those men who had committed heinous crimes. Those that deserve the punishment they get."

Izzy could see the enthusiasm in her voice. She was unsure how Maeve had convinced the PI to help her with this idea. Then she looked down and saw that Maeve had her hand wrapped around the PI's balls.

"Turns out rhus PI actually likes the ballbusting, just nit the rough stuff. So I've been wearing my new boots on him. I own more pairs now. This perv loves them." She giggled as a way of explanation.

"Come on in. I'd love to hear more about this idea of yours. And how do we even begin to start?" Izzy replied intrigued.

"We've got files on half a dozen potential targets already." Maeve smiled walking inside Izzy's house.

The next adventure was just beginning.