Zoey Has Brunch

***A note:***

Been a whole couple years since [my last story.](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/zy3w5n/afterschool_phone_chat/) This is a continuation of the same character. I've also created this new Reddit account exclusively for NSFW stuff and writing stories so they're easier to find in one place without getting mixed into my other account. This sub doesn't allow cross posting, and I'm not sure what Reddit rules/etiquette says about copy and pasting posts across different accounts. So I'll just leave my old stories on my other account with links to them.

In addition to ballbusting, this story contains themes of findom, homewrecking, chastity, degradation, and non-consent. All characters are 18+

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***The story:***

Zoey: "Oh my god, Ashley. You would not *believe* the fucking date I just had. Grab Vicki and let's go get brunch at my dad's restaurant. I have to tell you about it!"

*An hour later*

Zoey: "Okay is it just me? Or are guys like... literally only getting worse?"

Ashley: "Oh for real! They're all assholes. The more I interact with them, it's like, were they always this way as little boys? Or do they just get worse as they grow older?"

Vicki: "Tell me about it! Even the guys you think are nice and obedient always end up showing their true colors. It's like they manipulate you to try and get in your pants and then turn into selfish pricks the moment you let them cum. That's why I don't let them cum anymore until they prove they actually respect me. Sometimes I have to test them for *months*."

Zoey: "No yeah exactly! I thought I finally captured a good guy last night, but it turns out he's just like every other fucking male."

Ashley: "Pfft. Seems about right... So what happened?"

Zoey: "Okay so get this. I make him take me to the Taylor Swift concert last night, right? And right off the bat, this cheapskate doesn't even offer to pay for me!"

Vicki: "Ope. Major red flag already."

Ashley: "Well hold on a minute. Did you like... get expensive seats or something?"

Zoey: "No! That's the thing! I didn't even make him splurge on VIP access or anything! Just like normal front row shit. They were only a couple grand a piece!"

Ashley: "Seriously? Okay yeah never mind. That's pathetic. My daddy gives me twice that as a weekly allowance."

Zoey: "Wait. You get an allowance now? I thought you just always used your dad's credit card?"

Ashley: "Ugh. Cuz apparently he was too lazy to keep up with the payments and his credit score plummeted. Eventually the lender closed the account, so now he works extra jobs to pay me in cash."

Vicki: "See, that's why I just take money from losers online. I have like two dozen credit cards from simps linked to my payment app. Whenever I want to buy something, I just click on one at random to use. If one of my simps can't keep up and goes bankrupt or something, I just block them and delete the card from my account. I mean it's *their* card; it's their problem to deal with. I'll always just take the credit card info from the next loser who's dumb enough to DM me. That's the trick. You never rely on just one person to pay for all your stuff. You get an army of simps to pay for you instead. It's just responsible money management."

Zoey: "Exactly! You always give such great advice, Vicki. That's why I used some of the tips you've suggested for testing out my date last night. Although I don't really like taking money from losers online. I like to get to know my wallets personally. Like Sherriff Bills. That way when they become useless, I get to see the heartbreak on their face when I dump them in person. Which honestly will probably happen pretty soon with him. He's spending a lot of money on his divorce right now, and his wife is taking half his shit. Not to mention he's also going to have child support payments to make, so he's pretty much used up."

Vicki: "Oh yeah I heard about that! What happened?"

Ashley: "She caught him getting fucked by Zoey when she climbed into his window the other night to get some dick."

Vicki: "Wait wait, why was she climbing through her own window?"

Zoey: "No no. I climbed through *his* window. His wife was asleep right next to him when I climbed on top of him."

Vicki: "And she woke up and caught him?"

Zoey: "Well she wouldn't have if her bitch of a husband would've just stayed quiet, but he kept grunting every time I yanked his balls. I stuffed his mouth with my panties to keep him quiet, but he managed to yell straight through them when I started twisting his nuts around each other. So his wife wakes up in shock and disbelief and starts crying and yelling at him and shit. It was a whole thing."

Vicki: "Oh you poor thing! So you didn't get to finish? That's just not right..."

Zoey: "Oh no no. I kept riding him while his wife was standing there having a fit. Nothing - and I mean *nothing* \- is more important than my orgasms."

Ashley: "Oh I hear that!"

Vicki: "Fucking SAME, girl!"

Zoey: "And he knew if he didn't provide, I'd rip his dick off. So he just laid there crying like a bitch while I kept fucking him. When Ash later told me he was getting divorced because of it, I thought it was a good thing because it meant he'd have more time to devote to me. But now he's a broke loser, so what's the point? But that's why I also have Mr. Halls! Like you were saying Vicki, never put all your eggs in one basket."

Ashley: "Oh! Speaking of him. Did I tell you what he did to me in gym class the other day?"

Zoey: "Mr. Halls? Oh god... what was it this time?"

Ashley: "He fucking ASSAULTED me!"

Zoey and Vicki: "WHAT??"

Ashley: "Yeah! With his eyes! So get this. I'm standing there making fun of this nerd who just asked me out to prom, right? Pointing at him and laughing in his face, telling him how he's delusional for thinking a girl as hot as me could ever be caught dead with a loser as ugly as he is. You know how it is. Happens like fifty times a day. So then I *really* start laying into him, making fun of how poor he is and how he's probably a virgin because he has a tiny dick. And this kid starts crying! Like full on tears down his face! So I'm yelling at all the other girls to come over and check out this cry-baby, when I catch Mr. Halls just standing there on the other side of the gym staring at me!"

Vicki: "What the fuck?? What a fucking perv!"

Ashley: "I know! And get this. He had a BONER!"

Zoey: "Wait what?? You're telling me he was gawking at you in the middle of P.E. with a fucking HARD-ON??"

Ashley: "Yup!"

Zoey: "Are you sure? Because I specifically told him he wasn't allowed to get hard for anyone but me or else I'd bloody his balls again."

Ashley: "I mean basketball shorts don't exactly do a good job of keeping it hidden!"

Vicki: "That's fucking disgusting."

Zoey: "I can't believe this guy. First he has trouble getting it up for me, but now he has no problem getting it up for other girls!?"

Vicki: "Wait wait wait. He couldn't get it up for you?? We're the hottest fucking girls in the school!"

Zoey: "Oh you'd be surprised. It's actually been a growing problem recently. Usually-"

Ashley: "Hehe. Oh it definitely sounds like a *growing* problem!"

All three girls start laughing.

Zoey: Hehehehe... *sigh*. But no for real. Usually after I make a guy cum a few times, he can't get it up anymore. Especially the older guys. Or after I beat their nuts to a pulp, sometimes they can't even get it up once!"

Vicki: "And that's exactly why I always test a guy's devotion to me before I let him cum. If you can't stay hard for me as long as I tell you to, I'm done with you. You don't even deserve to have a cock if you don't know how to use it."

Zoey: "Yeah I ain't having that shit. I want you hard? You get hard. I want you soft? You get soft. Grow the fuck up and learn some self control."

Vicki: "Exactly!"

Zoey: "So now I make Mr. Halls take a Viagra or two a few times a day. Ya know, just so he's ready to go whenever I want to use him. His dick belongs to me, and I shouldn't have to wait for it to get hard when I want to use it."

Ashley: "Awww. That's so sweet of you, Zoe! He must be so grateful that you haven't gotten rid of him for having an inadequate dick."

Zoey: "Right?? Thank you! Like I'm honestly SO generous sometimes."

Vicki: "And here he takes you for granted and starts pointing his dick around at other women!"

Ashley: "For real! He doesn't even bother trying to hide it!"

Zoey: "Well I won't let him hide it."

Vicki: "Oh?"

Zoey: "Yeah. He's never allowed to cover up, and he always has to wear loose pants. That way I can supervise his cock and make sure it's doing exactly what I want it to do. Plus I like showing off my toys, hehe. He's not even allowed touch it or adjust it without my permission! Hahaha."

Ashley: "Oh! Well then I guess I had *double* the reason to punish him!"

Zoey: "What do you mean?"

Ashley: "Well obviously I called him out on it, right?"

Zoey: "Obviously."

Vicki: "As you should."

Ashley: "And I shout across the gym as I'm marching toward him, 'Hey Mr. Halls! Just because I'm a senior doesn't mean it's appropriate for you to swing your stiffy around at me!' So he gets all red and starts panicking, and that fucker has the gall to actually try covering it up!"

Zoey: "That disobedient little..."

Vicki: "Oh tell me you fucked him up good, Ash."

Ashley: "Oh for sure. You know how I am. I march right up to him, slap his hands away, and thrust my own through the leg of his shorts, getting a nice fist-full and squeezing the shit out of his ballsack."

Vicki: "Nice."

Zoey: "Then what?"

Ashley: "So he starts blubbering and wincing, right?"

Zoey: "Typical."

Ashley: "And saying something like, 'Please Ashley! Let go of my nuts! They're already swollen! You're gonna pop them! I wasn't trying to get a stiffy for you! Zoey makes me take-' blah blah blah. Or something like that. But honestly I was only half listening."

Vicki: "He wasn't trying to get a stiffy for you? Oh what? So now you're not hot enough to get a hard-on for either?"

Ashley: "Right?? So I just keep squeezing harder until he's on the ground completely incoherent, can't utter a single word, and I can start to hear like a... like a cracking... sort of popping kind of sound coming from his nuts? And I say to him, 'What do you think the principal is going to say when I tell him the gym teacher is leering and exposing himself in front of his students? Let's find out!' And I start dragging him across the floor by his balls."

Zoey: "Oh you went too easy on him. I'm *definitely* going to have to punish him myself next time I see him."

Vicki: "So what did the principal say?"

Ashley: "Oh I hadn't even gotten that far! I get him half away across the gym and then my hand starts to feel wet. So I pull it out of his pants and there's blood all over it!"

Vicki: "Ew! Oh my god! He fucking bled on you??"

Ashley: "It got under my nails too! And I had JUST gotten a manicure! They were so clean and pretty... and I even got extra sharp acrylics! Like seriously. Like it almost hurt just to gently scratch my arm with them. They were *so* sexy... But this pervy little asshole made me break them off in his nuts!"

Zoey: "Well I definitely know who's gonna be buying you new ones!"

Ashley: "So now I'm freaking out on him. 'Oh my god you perverted *freak!* You're so disgusting! Now you're fucking bleeding on me?? You ruined my nails! Fucking asshole!' and I STOMP down onto his nuts as hard as I can and head to the bathroom to clean up. I don't know what happened to him. I didn't bother going back to class."

Zoey: "See! Right there! That's the kind of shit I'm talking about! Even as full grown men, these guys can't seem to get their shit together! They're pigs! Every last one of them. I'm honestly so tired of giving them any chances at all."

Vicki: "Ya know, Zoey. If you don't want him to get hard until you tell him to, why don't you just keep him in chastity like you do with every other guy you meet? That's what I do to my brother, and he honestly behaves SO much better now. You can just up how much Viagra you're giving him so he's guaranteed to spring into action the second you're in the mood to use him."

Ashley: "But won't that... like... increase his risk of a heart attack or something? Or what's that one condition called when you stay hard for too long and have to go to the doctor?"

Zoey: "You mean priapism? Oh pfft! That's a myth. There's no way that's real. That's just some horseshit men made up to get out of their obligations in the bedroom, like 'blue balls.'"

Vicki: "Or 'post-orgasm sensitivity.'"

Zoey: "Or 'refractory period.'"

Vicki: "Or 'erectile dysfunction.'"

Zoey: "Or 'pain tolerance.'"

Vicki: "For real. Plus Mr. Halls is a gym teacher. He's fit. His heart'll be fine. They just put those labels on the bottle so men have an easy out."

Zoey: "Exactly. It's the patriarchy catering to men so it's easier for them to take advantage of women. The whole system is lying to you, Ashley. It's honestly better to just not believe anything a man tells you about anything ever."

Vicki: "Yeah. You can string them along as much as you like and make 'em feel loved and cared for and shit, but you need to always be ready to assert yourself as the superior gender."

Zoey: "And remind them of that daily."

Marty: "Good morning ladies. My name's Marty, and I'll be your server today. Can I get you started with some drinks?"

Without hesitation, Zoey immediately reaches her hand out, grabs her server by the balls, straight through his pants, and squeezes him viciously. No warning. No warm up. No mercy.

Marty: "Aaagh!!! OW! Wha- ffffff.... fuck! What the fu-ahh! Fucking hell?? Let g- go you - OW! FUCK! You fucking bi-"

*CRUNCH*

Marty: "AAAAGH!"

Zoey: "Are you deaf, kid? Blind? Can't you tell we're in the middle of a fucking conversation right now?"

Vicki: "Seriously. And what the hell took you so long?? We've been sitting here for like... Ashley how long have we been sitting here?"

Ashley: "I dunno. I was honestly just having such a good time talking to you guys, the time just seemed to fly by. I haven't even looked at my phone since we got here! Haha."

Vicki: "You hear that, Matty? We've been here so long that Ashley lost track of time. Apologize to her."

Marty: "AAuuhhaGHH... FFFfff-aH aH aH aH I'm.... sssssorry for..... making you wait so long... Ashley."

Zoey rolled her eyes and crushed his balls harder.

Marty: "FUUUUUUU-"

Zoey: "Why are you only apologizing to her? This is some pretty shitty customer service. I would've expected you to treat all of your customers equally."

Marty: Please! Please! I just-"

Zoey squeezed harder.

Zoey: "'Please! Please! Mommy, can you pick me up? I was mean to some girls at work and now I have to face the consequences of my actions! Waaaah!' Shut up and say sorry."

Marty: "OWWWW!!! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Miss...?"

Zoey pivoted in her seat to face the server directly and yanked him forward so he almost fell on top of her, his nose half an inch from hers while her eyes held his hostage. She smirked.

Zoey: "Zoey."

*Click*

Ashley: "Oooh! That's a great picture! You guys make such a cute couple! Check this out, Vicki. You can't even see Zoey's hand on his sack. It just looks like Marky is standing over her, trying to kiss her. I'mma make a post and tag the restaurant. 'Creepy... sexist... waiter... forces... him... self... on... my... friend. Who... the fuck... does... he... think... he... is?' How's that sound?"

Vicki: "Perfect! Absolutely post it. That should at least get this freak fired."

Zoey still held Marty within an inch of her face, smiling smug at him.

Zoey: "Or even arrested. I think people are starting to stare, Mikey. I'd be worried if I were you."

Vicki: "Do you think he has a girlfriend, Zoey? Do you think she'll see Ashley's post?"

Ashley: "Oh totally. I got almost 2 million followers. Anyone in the local area is basically guaranteed to see it at some point."

Marty: "AAAAgghhh. Ahh.... No! P... please don't! I... fffffuck! What do you want??"

Zoey continued to stare into Marty's eyes for a solid twenty seconds before suddenly releasing him.

Zoey: "I'll just have a coffee, thanks. Extra hot."

Ashley: "I'll take a screwdriver."

Vicki: "Mmm. And I think I'm craving a Bloody Marty - oh! I mean... a Bloody Mary."

Zoey gave Marty a quick kick in the nuts.

Marty: OOF!

Zoey: "Hurry back, babe."

Marty stumbled away, falling to the floor half way back to the kitchen. He started to crawl, and Zoey yelled from across the restaurant.

Zoey: "You're not gonna get very far like that, numb-nuts! Get up and walk or I swear to god you're losing a testicle!"

Zoey: "Seriously. Can you believe that douchebag? I was literally RIGHT in the middle of telling you guys about my date last night, and he just fucking walks up and interrupts me like that! The fucking nerve!"

Ashley: "He's definitely not getting a tip."

Zoey: "More than that. I'm gonna make him pay our entire bill."

Vicki: "And make him give *us* a tip!"

Ashley: "Wait. Isn't this one of your dad's restaurants? Don't you eat here for free?"

Zoey: "So?"

Vicki: "Oh! That's a good point. I'm gonna take a pic of the bill and make my simps reimburse it like... what do you guys think? Ten? Twenty times over?"

Ashley: "Oh I love that!"

Zoey: "Oh! Have them send me a few hundred bucks too. My date ended up overdrafting his bank account last night after I made him buy those tickets, so I had to buy my own concessions."

Vicki: "Oh yeah! I forgot you were telling us about him. So what happened next?"

Zoey: "Well..."

[Sequel](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1ne16y8/zoeys_bad_date_part_1/)