An Unfair Punishment (Part 3)

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John spent all of Saturday hiding in his room. Stacey didn't have a chance to sneak in and bust him with Glen around. Glen had went into John's room to check on him and he said he didn't feel well and asked Glen to bring him some food. The next morning Glen and Stacey discovered that John had packed his suitcase and left in the middle of the night.

Glen reached out and John told him that he had found another place to stay. Things went back to normal for a few weeks and Glen and Stacey went back to their happy life together. Glen was relieved that his brother was gone and he wasn't getting punished anymore.

Then one Monday there was a knock at the door. Glen was at work. Stacey answered the door and John was there. He didn't look well. He told Stacey he had been living in his car and wanted to move back in but he didn't want her to bust him. He asked if there was any way he could move back in without getting busted every day.

Stacey told John that if he moved back in he had to accept that he would receive a busting every day if he continued as he had been when he was living there before but he could earn days off by doing things around the house, running errands and proving he was making steps to get back on his feet like looking for a job. John eagerly agreed.

Stacey let John in and he went upstairs to put his things away in the guest room. His suitcase was open on the bed and he was bent over it when Stacey snuck up behind him and kicked him in the balls from behind.

"Ahhhh!" John screamed. Clutching at his balls and sinking down to his knees, laying his head on the edge of the bed. "Why?!" he cried in agony.

"Did you really think I was going to just forgive you for everything that happened before? No, I'm afraid you don't get to come back with a clean slate. First I'm going to bust you to remind you why you're going to be on your best behavior."

Stacey grabbed his suitcase and put it on the floor. "Now take off those jeans and sit on the edge of the bed facing me."

John did as She instructed, moving slowly from the pain. She pushed him backwards and he laid his head back on the bed. Stacey grabbed the pillows from the head of the bed and gave them to him to prop up his head so she could see his face better. She grabbed the chair that was sitting in front of the desk and pulled it in front of where John's legs were hanging off the bed. She felt around for his balls and picked them up. She leaned forward and placed her forearm across the top of his legs and rested his balls against her forearm so his balls couldn't fall down between his legs. She stared at him for a moment.

"Now John," she said, running her fingernails along the top of his thigh with her free hand. She clicked her tongue at him *tsk tsk tsk* as she tapped her fingers over the top of his balls. John could feel her fingernails through the thin fabric of his boxers. He trembled in fear. Stacey hunched forward and placed the elbow of her free arm so it was resting on the center of John's sack and then pressed her weight into it as she looked into his eyes. His balls were trapped between her elbow, her forearm and his pelvis. The pain and fear clear on his face. "Let's talk about how things are going to work around here." She said resting her chin in the palm of her hand, pushing her elbow down harder into John's nuts.

John screamed in pain. She decreased the pressure.

"Now, if you do everything I tell you to each day you will work off your busting for that day, understood?"

John nodded.

"You get one day off a week to do as you please but you will get busted for that day."

"What?! do I need to take a day off? Can't I just work off my busting everyday so I don't get busted at all?" he whined.

"No, you will get busted once a week at a minimum, I don't want you getting too comfortable here. If you know I'll be crushing your nuts on a weekly basis, even if you are on your best behavior, it should motivate you to get out as soon as possible." She leaned hard on his balls, enjoying the power she had over him, feeling him squirm beneath her.

"Ow, ow ow! Please stop you're crushing them!" he pleaded, on the verge of tears.

Stacy let up and said, "Please do understand that even if you are on your best behavior, I don't want you here. It would be in your best interest to find a job and move out as soon as possible if you want to keep your balls in working order. Once you find work, your daily chores will be less but you will still need to clean up after yourself and help out in some household tasks like Glen does. Once you start earning money you will prove to me that you're saving so you can move out. Sound good?"

John just looked at her, of course it didn't sound good to him. Stacey put more pressure on his balls. "ahhhhh!" John screamed.

"Or you can go back to living in your car, how does that sound?" a sadistic glee in her voice. "What's it going to be?"

"I'll stay here" John said, dejected.

"alright then" Stacey said. She leaned back, lifted her elbow and punched him hard in the balls.

John yelped in pain.

Stacey stood up and moved the chair back to the desk. John curled up on the bed holding his balls.

"You can have the rest of the day to recover but tomorrow I'm going to put you to work" Stacey said.

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