Bust Part II

[Part I here](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/s/YT6urXrOF6)

Sabrina released my balls from under her bare foot with a smirk and turned away, brushing the sand off her ample ass. As I writhed and moaned, she strutted back to her group without looking back, her girlfriends laughing and cheering. Against my better judgement, I knew I would be back for more tonight. She was a goddess in human form, and the promise of her bouncing, naked breasts commanded my genitals to present themselves for her entertainment.

I pulled up my swimsuit and just lay there on the sand, relieved it was over for now. By the time I overcame the pounding throb radiating from my pelvis, the girls had packed up and left. I waddled to my car and sat down gingerly behind the wheel, wincing as my balls came to rest. My whole scrotum was swollen and took up twice as much space as normal between my legs. I was reminded of Sabrina and Steph with every movement, the torture they had put me through, exploiting my male weakness. I couldn't believe I was going to let her use it to her advantage again.

At home, ice pack on my groin, I tried one last time to talk myself out of it. Given how far Sabrina had gone already today, and seeing what Steph was capable of, I knew round 2 could involve permanent damage. Was it worth it to cum one more time at the hand of this sexy sadist, if it meant possibly never cumming again?

I remembered feeling up her big, soft breasts and imagined sliding my hands under her bikini, squeezing them lightly and then harder, teasing her nipples with my fingers, burying my face between them. My cock made my decision for me. It was all or nothing.

After an agonizing afternoon and evening, I arrived at the beach hotel against my better judgement. This was a hot spot for tourists and locals to party and fuck. I had spent plenty of time here pursuing women, but this time I felt a new sensation that wasn't just yearning or the ache in my balls. I surprised myself to recognize this feeling as butterflies in my stomach, nervous, giddy excitement to see Sabrina again despite all she had put me through.

I walked through the crowds of young people in various states of intoxication and undress, and knocked at the door of #315. My heart raced as I heard footsteps approaching and the latch turning. My face dropped as the door swung open to reveal Steph. Fuck.

"Oh my god, you're back for more," Steph said, looking slightly impressed and slightly disgusted. She wore a cotton crop top with no bra stretched across her perky tits, so tight that the bottom did quite meet her torso. Other than this she was practically naked, sporting another G string to showcase her voluptuous ass. I took a step back, out of her immediate crotch-kicking range. She rolled her eyes. "Either come in or fuck off, man. You know what you signed up for."

I took a hesitant step through the doorway and looked around for Sabrina. I heard the shower running and saw that pink bikini I had spent all day ogling, tossed to the side of the bed. The thought of her fully nude made me weak. I snapped back to reality as Steph closed the door and took a step towards me. I held my breath.

"Listen, I don't know why she likes you, but I'm going to give you some advice." Steph pushed me back against the wall and clamped one hand over my mouth while the other landed with open palm into my nuts, making me double over. "I saw that shit you pulled at the beach. You may not have slapped my ass, but you grabbed her tits and came on her, you sick fuck." She fumbled to get a grip on my swollen balls, which could no longer both fit in her hand.

When she finally got somewhat of a handle on both testicles, she clamped down and twisted them 180 degrees as I screamed into her hand. "I know you're not going to disrespect my girl again. I know you're going to do whatever she says and be grateful for whatever you get." I nearly cried. Getting my already tenderized balls busted hurt so much more than any of the knees, squeezes, and stomps I suffered earlier in the day.

I felt a moment of hope when the sound of running water ceased and Steph let up momentarily. That hope was dashed by the subsequent whir of a hairdryer, and the muscles in Steph's forearm tensed as they flattened my manhood into submission. I howled and squirmed in her grip and pleaded with my eyes. "If I hear that you did anything without Sabrina's permission tonight," she whispered in my ear as she twisted her grip further. "I'll rip these clean off your body." I was trembling in fear and pain, while her nipples were hard with arousal, all but piercing her thin top.

She finally released her death grip when Sabrina emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. She was glowing, with her black hair blown out, her long, smooth legs exposed just below her pussy, and her massive breasts pushed up and together by the fold in the towel. I moaned at the sight of her as Steph removed her hand from my mouth and I crumpled to the floor at her feet, clutching my genitals.

"You came!" Her face absolutely lit up when she saw me - her gorgeous blue eyes were wide and she smiled with her teeth. She showed no surprise at the scene before her, but merely gave Steph a knowing look and said, "Hey girl, c'mon. I had dibs, remember?"

Steph backed down and I blushed at the acknowledgement that there would be more to come, that I was this desperate for Sabrina. "I'll be back late. Have fun with him," she said to Sabrina, and to me, "Be good." I watched her ass swing side to side with each step as she left us alone.

Sabrina leaned over me, her tits bursting against the towels edge, and helped me to my feet. "Hey you. I'm so glad you're here," she said while leading me to sit on the edge of the bed. "I didn't know if I pushed you too hard today, but I really wanted to have some more fun with you, and I think I can make it worth your while." She winked and sank to her knees on the floor between my open knees. "Oh please, Sabrina," I gasped, praying for a blowjob.

"Let's see what the damage is." She unzipped my fly and reached in to find her favorite toys. I groaned in discomfort as she extracted my balls one at a time. Red and beginning to bruise, swollen to nearly twice their normal size, they stung even as she fondled them lightly. She looked hesitant, having second thoughts based on her assessment. She gave each of them a light kiss and got up to sit next to me on the bed, her boobs giving a dick-raising bounce as she landed.

She took my hand and said, "Hey, I really want you. You turn me on. I know this isn't fun for you, but I need you to know how much I get off on this shit." She slid my hand up her thigh, under the towel, and my brain exploded as my fingers caressed the smooth lips of her pussy. She reached over and began tapping my exposed balls with an open palm, quite lightly, but with enough cumulative pressure that I began to suck air through my teeth and feel the ache through my core. Her lips parted and her eyes closed as she began tapping a little harder, and my fingers felt a sweet wetness emerge from her arousal.

"How about a little game of back and forth?" she asked flirtatiously. "You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours?" She shifted to straddle me and leaned in for a kiss. I felt her soft lips meet mine as I rubbed my finger across her clit. I heard a rustle of fabric and opened my eyes to see the towel sliding down her naked body in all its glory. For the first time, I saw her full rack, impossible in its dimensions relative to her slim frame. Each breast perfectly round, with nipples pointing slightly upward. "Touch them," she whispered as she pulled my hands up to feel their softness and volume. I couldn't believe this was happening. This was absolutely worth it. My dick grew hard as I massaged her boobs in slow circles, caressing her nipples, then tugging at them lightly.

She took my shirt off. Pulled my balls back through the grating metal fly with urgency to my discomfort and stripped me completely. My hands found their way back to her chest as I hoped to continue my exploration when she said, "My turn. Get on all fours."

I gulped and complied, coming to terms with the situation. "Just be quick," I whimpered, giving her a glimpse over my shoulder as I got on my hands and knees. She was touching herself now as she eyed my dangling package. My cock stood out straight and my balls hung heavy between my open legs. "Look straight ahead," she added, lining herself up behind me.

It felt like an eternity in panicked anticipation until the top of her foot made contact. My balls smashed into my pelvis and my cock smacked my stomach as we both gave a simultaneous moan. I started to sink flat on my stomach, when she said, "No. Again, baby."

I tried to dissociate from my body as she pulverized my testicles four more times in this manner. The pain came fresh each time as if it were the first, but I clenched every muscle in my body and tried to focus on my next turn with her sexy, supple body. Did it make me less of a man to let her do this to me, or more of a man to endure it for the sake of her pleasure? I felt willing to do anything for this woman that was the epicenter of my infatuation.

When she was done, I collapsed on my back and she knelt to straddle me once again. The skin on her face and clavicles was flushed and she too had a look of desperation in her eyes now. Slowly grinding her wet pussy on the shaft of my cock, she pulled my face into her tits. I didn't hesitate to kiss and suck every inch of them, running my tongue around her stiff nipples as she gasped. I pushed them together and sunk my face in her cleavage, momentarily forgetting the crushing agony I felt as a constant reminder of her abuse. Completely smothered between her breasts, I was intoxicated by the taste of her body wash and sweat, the smell of her arousal from below.

Just when I felt in danger of coming right on to her pussy, she drew back and lifted me to my feet by the scrotum. I howled and tried to find good footing as she adjusted her grip to just above the balls, pushing them tight to the end of their sack. She pressed up for another kiss, once again giving me no anticipation of her next move.

With our lips locked, she shot her knee directly into my trapped balls at the end of her fist. With nowhere to go, they took the full force of this hit in a new way that made me fear even more for their integrity. "Sabrina!" I yelled her name with each successive knee drive, incapable of anything else. I held her ass tightly and felt it jiggle and watched her tits bounce with each moment of contact, the only respite from this torment.

"Guys think they're so tough," she panted. "It gets me so hot seeing them roll around and cry when I show them that they're not. You're defenseless - any girl can make you do anything, at any time, with one little hit to the nuts." She drew back her knee for one more not-so-little hit to my nuts and then released them as she resumed stimulating her clit, eyes rolling back in her head.

My balls were absolutely battered. I lay curled in a ball in defeat as she moaned with pleasure. I summoned every atom of willpower to return to her, as I wanted to be part of her final orgasm. I hoped she would pleasure me as well, but I honestly wasn't sure if I could still cum at this point.

I staggered to my feet. "Please touch me. I'll do anything," I squeaked. She smiled and grabbed me by the cock - this image and sensation alone could fuel my fantasies for a lifetime - and guided me gently to sit in a chair in the corner. On her knees in front of me, she said, "You've been so good to me. You've earned this. One more turn." She produced a bottle of massage oil from a desk drawer and applied it to her breasts and my dick.

My jaw dropped and I reeled in shock as she leaned over, inserted my boner between her boobs, squeezed them together and began to titfuck me. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would get to feel the gentle pressure of her soft, warm breasts encapsulating my cock. I felt my soul leave my body as she bounced her slippery rack up and down my shaft, the head of my cock rubbing against the apex of her cleavage, the whole mountain of flesh jiggling freely with each thrust. I lost all concept of time as I locked eyes with her and inched closer and closer to the edge of release.

As my body tensed up in anticipation, I cried out in dismay when I felt her release the pressure of her tits. With my cock still resting on her chest, she removed her hands from her boobs, one dropping to her pussy and the other raising in a fist. I screamed in a genuine mix of pleasure and pain as she pounded her fist down hard on my right testicle, pinning it against the unforgiving wood of the chair beneath me. I had already begun to cum and she continued pulverizing my right nut, her other hand working away at her clit. With every descent of her fist, a hot stream of semen shot onto her tits, her clavicles, her throat. As I shattered into a thousand pieces, her own climax was building, and with one last flattening of my testicle, she closed her eyes and I saw ecstasy cross her beautiful face as she moaned loudly. She kept her fist pressed down firmly throughout her orgasm and I prayed through the burning, splintering torment that my testicle would reinflate to its original form.

It was a bittersweet cocktail, the unrelenting pain that racked my groin and body and the look of quiet affection Sabrina gave me when she finally opened her eyes. I couldn't even speak as I clutched the mess of my genitals and she helped lay me down on the bed. Crawling beside me, she pressed her tits against me and lay her head on my chest, our bodies both slick with various fluids. I had gotten just what I wanted at the price I had expected, but I hadn't anticipated this level of intimacy.

She looked up, fluttering her eyelashes at me and said "Thank you". From within the shell of my former body, I mustered up a small smile and put my arm around her, stroking her hair. She sucked delicately on my neck and whispered in my ear, "Would you like to take me out some time?"