An Unfair Punishment Part 5

Part 4 https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/18uqoup/an_unfair_punishment_part_4/

**Wednesday**

On Wednesday Stacey had John run a bunch of errands. All he had to do was complete everything on the list and be home by 4:00 pm with the groceries. He succeeded and earned himself a day off.

Later that day Glen came home and announced that he'd found John a job at his friend's security company and he could start on Monday. John was excited. The sooner he could move out the better.

He could still feel Stacey's hands on his bare skin. He cringed at the memory. He didn't know what was worse, the painful beatings or the humiliating spankings.

**Thursday**

John woke up on Thursday morning without any pain in his balls. He hoped he'd be able to avoid receiving any punishments for the rest of the week until his day off on Sunday when he would receive his mandatory weekly busting. Then he'd start his new job on Monday and then all he'd have to do was clean up after himself and prove he was saving money.

After breakfast Stacey handed John a list of things to do for the day. As John took the list, Stacey reached toward his groin. John tried to back away. Stacey stepped forward and swung her hand into his crotch.

"Oof" John grunted.

"Now stand still" she commanded. "Don't try to go anywhere or this is going to be so much worse for you" Stacey said, a huge grin on her face. She reached down the front of his pants. "I was going to do this over the pants but then you tried to get away" She slid her hand into his boxers and grabbed his testicles firmly in her fist.

John trembled as he felt her bare hand wrapped around his testicles again. He was so confused about what was happening. "Why am I being punished?" he asked.

"You're not being punished, you're being warned. Glen is putting his reputation on the line by setting you up with this new job. You better not mess it up this time." She dug her thumbnail into his scrotum.

John looked at her with pleading eyes, his mouth agape. His body twitched as Stacey moved her thumb in small, circular motions.

"You aren't going to mess this one up this time are you John?"

John shook his head, "N-n-no"

Stacey pulled her hand out of his pants. "Good. Now I didn't bust you too hard because there's still a lot of work I want you to do around here before you start work next week. But John, if you get fired again your balls are gonna pay."

**Friday**

When John moved back in Stacey told him that she wouldn't clean his bathroom anymore and it was his job to keep it clean. John had agreed to clean it but when Stacey went in there on Friday morning there was toothpaste sprayed all over the mirror, hair in the sink and wet towels on the floor.

She called John over to her. As he walked up next to her she pointed into the bathroom. John turned his head to look and Stacey brought up her hand and smacked him hard between the legs. John grabbed at his crotch and leaned back against the door frame. Looking at her, appalled.

"I told you I wasn't cleaning up after you anymore" Stacey said, lifting her foot and motioning for John to move his hands.

After a moment of hesitation, John reluctantly moved his hands away from his crotch.
"You don't need to, I told you I'd clean it and I will"

Stacey placed her foot between John's legs. "I said you need to *keep* it clean" she said, kicking him lightly in the balls.

John flinched, making sure to keep his hands out of the way. He didn't dare try to get away like yesterday. "Why do you care? I'm the only one who uses it."

Stacey pressed her foot into John's crotch, feeling her toes squish into his testicles ever so slightly. "Because John, just because it's the bathroom that we allow you to bathe and keep your hygiene products in, it is still the guest bathroom and we have guests visit other than you. If company pops by, if a trades person is working at the house, if I host a book club meeting, hell, if the pope is in the neighborhood and needs to use the toilet or whatever the reason may be, I want my house to be ready for visitors at any moment and that includes this bathroom. Make sure it's clean before you start on the rest of your chores for the day."

She lowered her foot and smacked him with it once. John flinched. She laughed. She lightly kicked him again and he flinched once more. Stacey laughed again and then kicked him again, harder this time.

John loudly cried in pain. Stacey walked away and headed off to her yoga class.

**Saturday**

John was doing laundry on Saturday afternoon while Glen was mowing the lawn. As he loaded the washing machine, he noticed a lacy, black thong sitting in the laundry hamper. He picked it up thinking that it must belong to Stacey. He sniffed it and could smell her womanly scent on it. He felt his cock stiffen while simultaneously being haunted by his memory of her bare fingers touching him down there. He wanted to indulge more but it had to be somewhere more private. He stuffed the thong in his pocket and finished loading the machine.

He turned to leave the laundry room and saw Stacey standing in the doorway, he hadn't heard her approach over the sound of the drying machine.

"I could see you from the kitchen..." she said. John stiffened as she reached towards him. She shoved her hand into his pocket and grabbed onto one of his balls, pinching it hard.

John tensed up, afraid of what would happen next. Stacey pulled her hand out of his pocket, her thong wrapped around her fingers. She handed it to him and said "make sure this, gets in there or else I'll have to punish you for not finishing all of the laundry." She stood there and watched him lift the lid of the washing machine and drop the thong into it. Still blocking the doorway, she casually looked behind her, through the kitchen window and saw Glen on the far end of the yard, too far to notice what was going on inside of the house.

Stacey smiled up at John and put her hands on his shoulders. Then she drove her knee hard into his balls. John dropped to the ground, clutching himself in pain as he kneeled in front of her. Stacey put her hand on top of his head. "Did you think I was going to let you get away with that so easily?"

Later that night John laid in bed thinking about Stacey's thong and the memory of her bare hand on his balls. He could still feel an ache in his nuts from Stacey's knee. He hoped she would go easy on him tomorrow. He wanted to feel her hand on his bare skin again. He didn't know why but he couldn't stop thinking about that feeling and even though it made him feel deeply violated he wanted to feel it again.

**Sunday**

It was John's day off so he intended to sleep in until late afternoon. He didn't have any money to go anywhere so he was looking forward to a day of playing video games and sleeping. He was annoyed when Stacey woke him up at 11 am.

She knocked twice loudly and said "it's time for your punishment" before opening the door.

"Can't it wait until later?" John complained.

"Glen is out golfing but he should be back in about an hour. I want to get this done before he gets home."

"Okay but please don't do it hard" he said, pushing the covers away revealing that he had only been sleeping in some briefs.

"Get on all fours" Stacey ordered.

John got on all four but then lifted his hands to take off his underwear. Stacey grabbed onto the back of the underwear and pulled up. John collapsed forward on the bed with his ass in the air, groaning in pain as the fabric compressed his testicles.

"Keep the underwear on" she said, letting go and waiting for him to get back up.

He dug the underwear out of his ass and went into crawling position again. She reached into the leg of his briefs and grasped both of his testicles in her hand. He felt his cock stiffen as he felt her warm fingers prodding his skin. She pulled his balls so they were hanging out of the leg hole.

John felt her let go of his balls and he felt robbed. He wanted her to hold onto his scrotum like she did on Tuesday afternoon. Although he was disappointed, he thought he might still enjoy feeling her bare fingers spank his balls.

*flick*

John gasped in surprise! He felt a sharp stinging on the back of his left testicle. He winced and shifted uncomfortably.

*flick*

The flick was on the right this time. John inhaled sharply and paused all movement.

*flick*

John moaned in pain as he dropped his head in frustration. This was not what he'd hoped for at all.

*flick*

John stifled a high pitched cry as the pain became too much to handle.

*flick*

John squealed in pain. He felt his balls clumsily bumping into his legs and he shook his hips from side to side. "Please stop flicking! it hurts so much!" John wailed. His erection was completely gone.

"What do you think Glen would do if he was the one who saw you stealing my underwear yesterday, or if I told him that you did?"

John lifted his head in surprise, he hadn't even thought about that. He looked at Stacey with a panicked expression.

"Don't worry," Stacey put her hand between his legs and scooped up his balls, holding them in the palm of her hand. "I won't tell him but you need to be more careful about that kind of stuff. He'd kick you out if he found out" she closed her fist around his balls and squeezed. "and I'm not done having fun with these yet."

"EEEeee" John shrieked and stopped when Stacey loosened her grip several seconds later. He slowly started to inhale when she squeezed him again, harder this time. He squealed again.

Stacey opened her hand and held his balls in her upturned palm. She danced the fingernails of her other hand across the surface of the skin. "So this week all you need to do is go to work on time and avoid getting fired. Pick up after yourself and keep your bathroom clean. If you manage to do all of that and don't do anything that pisses me off then the next time I'll bust you is next Sunday. Sound good?" She flattened her top hand and brought it down rubbing the fingers in a circular motion on the backs of John's testicles.

John felt his cock get hard again during this moment of calm. Perhaps it was a good thing he still had his briefs on. He didn't know how Stacey would react if she saw he was getting hard from this. He inhaled deeply. When he took too long to answer Stacey pressed her hands together, clamping down on his balls."Yep! Sounds good" he grunted.

"Now remember John, all you have to do is" *spank* "be a" *spank* "good" *spank* "boy" and you won't get punished until next Sunday. She balled up her fist and punched his balls, holding her fist there and grinding her knuckles into his nuts as she held them in the palm of her hand. She relished the satisfying way that her knuckles squished into his balls and she could feel her pussy getting wetter the longer she did it.

John's body shook and he sobbed and shrieked in pain.

Stacey loved hearing the sounds he was making. She laughed as his body twitched.

"Please stop! You're crushing them." he managed to squeak out.

Stacey let go and gave his balls three slow pats with her fingers, almost like she was apologizing for being so rough, and then she left John shaking and crying on the bed.

Part 6 https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/194jox8/an_unfair_punishment_part_6/