An Unfair Punishment Part 6

Part 5 https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/18xpl3o/an_unfair_punishment_part_5/


*One week later*

**Sunday**

Stacey had been on the lookout for any reason to bust John over the last week but she didn't want to seem too petty about it so the occasion didn't arise. Plus it was hard to find an opportunity to bust him when Glen was around.

John had been on his best behavior all week and hoped she'd be nicer when she punished him the next time. The time before she was mad about the thong, but this time he couldn't possibly think of anything he could have done wrong. He even felt a small part of himself looking forward to it even if a bigger part was dreading it.

John was ready for her when she came into his room on Sunday morning. He was only wearing some loose boxers when she entered. He stood and faced her. She stood in front of him with a big grin on her face. She held onto his arms and drew her leg back, she brought it forward, stopping short of hitting John. John had felt a wave of dread as he braced himself for impact.

Stacey laughed at John as he realized she'd faked him out. She swung her leg back and shot her knee towards his balls. John braced himself again. Stacey stopped short of hitting him again. "Aww look at you, not trying to block or get away, just standing there ready to take your punishment like a man I see." Stacey praised him, amused at how much control she had over him. She couldn't believe this large man would just stand there and let her abuse his testicles like that.

"You've been such a good boy this week. I'm not going to punish you with my legs... unless you want me to?"

"No" John said quickly, almost begging her.

Stacey smiled at him. "That's what I suspected"

She reached out and pinched at the bulge in John's underwear, thinking about how much bigger John was than her husband, she wondered how big he was when he was erect. She felt around until she was holding his balls in her hands. She slowly compressed the soft orbs, feeling them flatten between her thumbs and pointer fingers, she watched as John's face contorted in pain.

"ugh, ugh!" John tried not to grunt but the pain was too much. His mouth hung open as his eyes pleaded with Stacey to have mercy on him.

Stacey laughed at him and let go. "So, how would you like to be busted today?"

"Well not at all would be my first choice but as lightly as possible if I need to be."

Stacey laughed, "I've taken it easy on you all week, there's no way you're getting out of this. I get to have my fun with you at least once a week, those are the rules until you move out" She backhanded John in the nads and told him to get on the bed on all fours.

Once John was on the bed, Stacey reached up the leg of his boxers and grabbed his balls and fondled them for a bit. Then she gently yanked them back and pushed the leg of his boxers up so that his balls were exposed. She held them in her palm and ran her hand lightly over the skin covering the backs of his testicles. He felt a shiver go down his spine as she did this and he felt his cock slowly get harder.

She cupped his balls in her hand and lightly slapped them with the other. John felt his penis jump. She spanked him again and he felt his penis jump again. He could feel his cock was almost falling through the hole in his boxers as it flopped around excitedly from each slap. This is what he had been hoping for all week.

Stacey spanked him again and John felt his dick start to slip through the hole, he reached back and pushed his dick up under his waistband, unsure of how Stacey would react if she saw he was getting hard.

Stacey clamped down on his balls and pulled back as she noticed him reaching for his privates. John Yelped in pain. "Keep your hands on the bed," she demanded. She rapidly spanked him until she reached a total of ten. Then she mashed her fist into his balls again until he begged her to stop.

John laid there after she left trying to get his erection back but he couldn't. He hated the way she liked to mash his balls into her palm with her fist, it was so painful. It had been almost pleasant before that.

**Friday**

The week had once again been relatively uneventful and Stacey was getting restless. She missed having John all to herself without Glen around. Glen had mentioned that his friends cancelled golf this Sunday. She had to think of a way to occupy Glen so she could bust John. She wished there was a way she didn't need to worry about Glen finding out.

It was John's first pay day. Stacey had her book club meeting that night so Glen took John out for dinner and drinks to celebrate his gainful employment. They got carried away playing pool and didn't come home until late. When they got home they were both drunk and Stacey was pissed.

She grabbed Glen by the balls and dragged him into the living room. "Stacey, what the fuck?! Don't do this in front of John..."

"He knows Glen!" Stacey yelled. Glen looked at her in shock. "John, come over here." Stacey commanded.

John obeyed, standing next to Glen. Even if Glen knew he knew, Stacey still had leverage over him because of the times he got Glen busted so he could watch. He was just starting to earn money so he could get on his feet again, he wanted to build some more savings so he could get a proper fresh start but he wouldn't be able to do that if Glen kicked him out.

"Get on all fours and face away from me." Stacey said, John obeyed.

Glen was speechless, he stared at Stacey in shock.

"You too Glen" Stacey said letting go of his balls.

Glen just stood there staring at her. He felt his world crashing down on him with the realization that his brother knew that his wife disciplined his testicles if he displeased her. He was having a hard time processing this information.

Stacey slapped Glen in the balls. He grunted in pain. "Get on the ground" she ordered.

Once Glen and John were on all fours, side by side, Stacey told them off for coming home drunk. On top of the obvious danger they had put themselves and others in, neither of them could afford to lose their driver's license if they had been caught.

Then she went up behind John and kicked him in the balls. John cried in pain and collapsed on the floor.

Stacey backed up and turned towards Glen but he started crawling away. "What the fuck, Glen where are you going?" Stacey said taking a few steps towards him.

Glen turned around, sitting on his ass and bending his knees, curling up to protect himself. "Stacey please! What the fuck is going on? I have questions!"

"We can talk after your punishment Glen"

"Stacey no!" Glen pleaded. "Not in front of him, *please* can't we do this later? I told you not to bust him. You knew I didn't want him finding out about this. How *could* you?"

"He found out on his own Glen, he was spying on us one night and he saw me punishing you on the couch."

John's heart sank. He wondered how far he'd be able to stretch his paycheck if Glen kicked him out. It was expensive having to live off takeout when he was living in his car and didn't have a place to cook. He didn't have enough money to rent a place yet.

Glen took a while to let that sink in, "Ok but how did you find out he knew? Why would he go to you about it and not me?"

"He didn't, I caught him. The last night that I busted you he was masturbating on the stairs while he watched us."

A look of horror appeared on Glen's face. He was so grossed out at the thought of his brother getting off while he watched him get busted. He glared over at John and then at Stacey. "Why didn't you say anything? What happened? Did you see him watching us and just continue to bust me in front of him?"

"No" Stacey said. "I found his cum on the stairs."

Glen's face scrunched up in disgust. He was afraid to ask but he needed to know "and then what happened, tell me everything," he demanded.

Stacey told him everything and Glen got angrier and angrier. John laid there quietly, trying to recover from the kick.

"This ends now" Glen said, standing up. "John, I want you out of here tonight. I can't even look at you I'm so disgusted and Stacey I'm very disappointed with how you handled this. You should have come to me instead of trying to handle this on your own. I can't believe you kept this from me!"

John sighed and attempted to get up so he could pack his things.

"Stay where you are John, you're not going anywhere." Stacey commanded. Then she said, "Glen, I think we should let John stay for a few months until he gets enough money to rent a place and buy what he needs to get set up. I know you're mad now but think of how guilty you'll feel if something bad happens to him when he's living in his car. He is family after all. Can't it just be enough revenge that I'm going to be busting him every week while he's here?"

"No! I don't want revenge Stacey. Do you know how humiliated I feel knowing that he knows about all of this? I'll pay him the money he needs to rent a place if it means getting rid of him."

John liked the sound of that.

"No Glen, we're not giving him our money and I want him here so I can continue busting him. So he's staying and that's final. I am ordering you to let him stay."

"Stacey....' Glen whined.

Stacey raised an eyebrow at Glen. "And if you disobey this order and take away my new playthings, I'll have to play with yours every Sunday for the next 3 months instead. So what's it going to be?"

"Why do you let her treat you this way?" John asked, hoping Glen would still fund his escape if he could convince him to leave with him. "You've got money, why don't you just divorce her?"

"Yeah Glen, why don't you just divorce me?" Stacey said sarcastically. She walked over to John, who was laying on his side "I'll take half of everything and take all of this," she gestured down at her amazing body, "with me. I'll easily find someone new, I might even trade up." She kicked John onto his back, "I wonder who you'd end up with... if anyone at all..." She stepped on John's crotch and grinded her foot back and forth. He curled around her foot and groaned.

Glen glared at her when she mentioned finding another man. He hated the thought of anyone else touching her. He had adored his life with her until he found all of this out. He had enjoyed a lot of success under her influence and got to enjoy the picture of a perfect life: a beautiful house, a good job and a gorgeous, loving, submissive housewife. No one was supposed to ever find out that the picture was a lie and that the price he had to pay for that perfect life was submitting to Stacey's control. He didn't want to let her go, he enjoyed the status he held from being married to her. He could never get another woman like her, or at least she lead him to believe that was the case.

For years Stacey had manipulated him into submission. She made sure that he knew that she was willing to put up with his small penis and wimpy physique only because she, and only she, could see something special in him that no one else could. She convinced him to obey her every command or else she would discipline him. He could leave her at any time but then how sad would his life be without her? He'd never be able to find anyone else as good as her...

"No divorce. John can stay. Stacey, we'll finish this upstairs."

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After they got ready for bed, Glen got on all fours in front of Stacey and waited. She kicked him once and said "that's for crawling away to avoid getting punished." She kicked him again, harder, "and that's for driving drunk."

Glen collapsed on the floor and whimpered in pain. His body trembled. He wasn't going to be going anywhere for a while.

Stacey smiled, looking down at him. She put a pillow under his head and covered him with a blanket. *I'm going to enjoy the next few months,* she thought to herself.

Part 7
https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/19bmfhp/an_unfair_punishment_part_7/