Anna Busts The Priest Chapter 11: The Tournament

Check out [Chapter 10]( https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/s/mxm1XH6mZy) for some serious busting.



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It was the night of the ballbusting competition. Anna and Father Kevin pulled up to a large warehouse, it had darkened windows and did not look inviting. If not for the address given to them, they would have thought they were in the wrong place. Well that and the people going inside. A man wearing a gimp suit crawled on his hands and knees as was lead by a woman holding a leash. Anna's breasts flushed at the sight. She rubbed her cleavage and smiled at her slave. She made sure he was dressed for the event too. He was wearing leather pants with a hole in the groin so his balls dangled out. A leather vest was across his chest, along with a fabric choker, like the ones Priests wear. And the apple on top, was a red ball gag in his mouth. She really enjoyed looking at her slave, letting his eyes do all the talking.

Anna, herself was wearing a school girl outfit with a macro mini skirt that hugged her ass and gave a nice view. She decided not to wear any panties underneath, so nothing was left to the imagination. She had a white crop top and no bra. Her nipples were hard and visible through the shirt. Her hair was in ponytails and she was chewing gum and blowing bubbles. She wore a pair of shiny hot pink heels.

She ran her fingers across Father Kevin's chest pinching his nipples.

“I expect you to win for me tonight slave, you will win for me won't you?” Anna pouted. Her breathless voice flirted with the Priest. She let her hands saunter down to his hanging balls giving each one as terse squeeze.

Father Kevin, tensed up feeling his nuts squish in her hand. His dick was hard in his leather pants. They were unforgiving and tight, his cock left a big bulging imprint. As they walked into the dingy warehouse a bat flew past them and hung itself from the entryway. Definitely a spooky place and a sketchy area of the City thought Father Kevin.

The two of them were ushered into the arena, where they sat.

A very tall woman took the stage, her pale white skin was highlighted by her black Gothic attire. Anna was struck by the power this woman espoused. A long black cape trailed her as she walked.

“Welcome contestants” The woman began, her voice had a strong Eastern European accent.

“My name is Tatyana, and welcome to our best on best ballbusting tournament. The rules are simple. This is a 16 team, single knockout tournament. Each pair, 1 woman, 1 man will face off another team. The woman will bust the other team's man 5 different ways. If the man falls, it is a point for the woman. Whichever team has the most knock downs out of 5, advances to the next round. As there are 16 teams, there will be 4 rounds.

The 5 types of busts will be in order, Punches, 60 second holds, Knees, kicks and stomps. For the hold if the man doesn't fall down after 60 seconds of having his balls squeezed the woman does not get a point. For the stomp, the man has 10 seconds to stand up after being stomped. If he is unable to stand up, the woman gets a point. Finally, if there is a tie, overtime will decide the winner. The overtime shall see both mem restrained on a St. Andrews cross, each woman will be able to use tools to bust her opponents balls. The overtime goes until one of the man's balls are ruptured. The tools are: A baseball bat, a hammer, a whip or, a golf club.”

Anna could feel Father Kevin trembling as Tatyana spoke. This was far more intense than he realized, and he was beginning to get an odd feeling about the Gothic woman. He felt Anna's hand on his, gently squeezing in a reassuring way.

“Don't worry Father Kevin, your balls are safe with me. No one has the right to rupture them, but me.” She gave him a peck on the cheek.

Father Kevin loved the small affirming ways his Goddess showed love and compassion. Yes she could be a harsh Goddess and make him cry from busting, but she could also be kind and loving.

Tatyana was still speaking, “…but before we begin tonight we must have a sacrifice of balls.”

A naked old man was brought onto stage, he must have been close to 80 thought Anna his skin was wrinkled from time, and he walked slow and gingerly. Tatyana towered over him, placing her hand on his chest and dug her nails in. He flinched in pain and tried to back away. He began screaming as her nails went down his chest and stomach cutting into his skin. Her hands reached down to his balls curling around them and she began to dig her nails into them.

Anna was transfixed by Tatyana, such power and elegance as she held the man by his balls. He was screaming as Tatyana turned him around so his back was touching her breasts. She began to kiss his neck as she cradled his balls. The man was aroused and scared all at once. Tatyana began to nibble his neck and bit down harshly, causing blood to drip down his chest. She languished on it, sucking it before releasing him.

“Now run” And as he tried to she let out a wickedly sharp kick, catching him square in the balls. The force of the kick and his attempt at running knocked him down as he tried to scramble away. Tatyana began to kick his balls each time he tried to get up and run away.

“Oh please, the old man began, please let me go.” The old man was laying face down on the stage and Tatyana was stomping on his balls.

“Don't feel bad for this old man. If you knew of his crimes you would do as I am. Tonight is about women. Tonight we repay every man who has ever harmed a woman. Men are weak, servile creatures. They do not deserve our sympathy. They exist only to carry our balls. And we may crush them whenever we wish.” With that she began kicking the old man's balls. He was screaming and begging for her to stop. Anna felt herself getting wet as she watched the fear in the man's eyes fade into nothing as he accepted his fate.

The old man was escorted off the stage and Tatyana began reading off the matchups. Her and Father Kevin would have their match in 20 minutes. Each team was taken to a change room until their match started.

In the room Anna helped Father Kevin put on some of the numbing cream onto his balls. He loved the feeling of her soft hands gently applying the cream to his nuts. In contrast to what he had just witnessed, Anna was so delicate and caring. She could feel his fear, but she was there for him.

“Come here slave” she said, taking out his balls gag. She sat down and had him kneel between her legs. “Lick my pussy” She opened up her legs revealing her beautiful vagina.

Father Kevin began kissing her inner thighs and working his way up to her labia. She always smelled so intoxicating he thought. She tasted so good, he noticed she was already wet. Her pussy juice dribbled down his chin as she moaned. He felt the toe of her high heel slam into his right ball. The numbing cream took away most of the pain and he just felt the pleasure as his balls pulled with excitement. He kept licking her and she kicked him a few more times. Each time he felt an exciting tantalizing pleasure erupt in his balls that emanated to his stomach. She motioned for him to lay on the floor. He did and she slid her his pants down. His big dick was hard as she straddled his legs, her pussy welcomed it into her. Anna began to kiss Father Kevin, letting his tongue enter her mouth. She began riding him faster and faster, moaning until she finally came. She slid down his body and sucked on his cock. She could tasted her own pussy juice and slurped on his dick. Until finally he came and she swallowed it all.

“Every round we win, we will come back here and fuck” Remeber that when the pain gets to be to much out there.

They quickly cleaned up as it was just about time to start their round.



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Chapter 12 will be coming later!