Following her rules

The is week my mother and sister were leaving on vacation. Something about checking out college campuses. Not that the reason really interested me, I was just happy to finally give my balls the well deserved rest they needed.

After months of being woking up and sleeping with aching balls from my sister’s devastating ballbusting skills. Which my mother didn’t seem to mind in the slightest.

I was elated to have a week to myself.

Of course I still had a babysitter. Even though I was 18, my mother still deemed me too immature to be left alone in the house for a week. She claimed that I still need someone to keep me in check. Of course, I didn’t mind I figured I was going be left alone and just checked in on through out the week.

Oh how wrong I was.

Not only was I not allowed to be alone, nor allowed to do ANYTHING without permission. My balls also didn’t get any rest.

On the promised day, I was introduced to Ashley, my babysitter. She had been informed by sister that I was absolutely not allowed to do anything without paying a price. Especially cumming.

See, I wasn’t allowed to have any doors on my room or bathroom. Which meant that I never got any type of privacy, which also meant that my sister had full access to my ball whenever she wanted.

So like the genius I was, I decided to always be on high alert. I only let myself relax and masturbate when no one was at home. Unfortunately for me, my sister seems to always me catch just as I’m about to cum.

And her favourite thing to do is wait until right before I cum, run up behind me and always deliver a devastating blow, that catch’s me right on the bottoms of my balls.

One time, after a look around the house, when I was sure nobody was home. I decided to head into the bathroom and jerk myself off. Little did I know that my sister was waiting all day just for this moment. Right as I was about to climax, which was evident by my ridiculous moans. My sister grabbed one of her softball bats and pulled it back into a high arch and swung with the force of a professional player. My balls collided and flattened against my pelvis. I immediately dropped to my hands and knees. In an extraordinary amount of pain. Which from my blackening vision I was able to see her pull back the bat again and swing it down even harder than the first time. My nerves felt like they were lit on fire. Of course she didn’t stop there. She did the same swing and hit the same spot and least three more times. Which at that point, I had already fainted. And much to my sister amusement my dick was still rock hard and was spewing out rope after rope of cum. It looked like I was pissing my self with cum. She left me like that for about an hour, until she woke me up with another devastating swing.

I haven’t been able to cum without getting my balls absolutely destroyed in what felt like forever.

So when my parents left and me and Ashley were left alone in the leaving my room. I was already rock hard at the mere thought of being able to cum in peace.

“Alright, let get started. Drop your pants” she said while looked start and my rock hard boner.
“What??” She looked at me and spoke slowly, as if speaking with a toddler.

“Drop your pants” confused and utterly bewildered. I slowly removed my jeans. Left with only my pair of skin tight boxers. I stood there and looked at her with a look of pure confusion. “The boxers too” she said. I, still in my confused state, did as she asked.

Left standing there with only my t-shirt and socks. She nodded with approval. “You’re not allowed to were any undergarments for the next week. If you need to leave the house you can put on a pair of loose shorts but no underwear. Okay?” She said while absolutely beeming. She seemed happy with my confused obedience.

“Why?” I asked. Hoping to hear a sensible answer. But she just looked at my with a look of hopelessness and said “So I can do this, of course” and with lightning fast speed she brought her leg back and kicked me right my balls. And since I wasn’t wearing anything to soften the blow. I felt the full force of her shoe flattening my balls against my pelvis.

White hot pain shot through me with unbelievable quickness. I fell onto my hands and knees and tried my best not to touch my balls. Knowing that any type of simulation would only trigger more pain. My babysitter on the another hand, didn’t seem to care about that fact. And with deliberate slowly, she reached into her pocket and pull out a metal baton. She extended it until it reached its maximum length and positioned herself behind me. She pulled the baton back into a high arch and, swinging as hard as she could, slammed it into my unprotected balls. I was screaming my head off. My dick, which was still rock hard began to drip precum. Ashley deciding that she wasn’t done yet pulled the baton back once more and hit me right in the balls. She let an out a sigh of disappointment and said “Don’t ask me silly questions, and just do what I say, and we will have an amazing week together.” To solidify her point, she did that same swing about four more times before final stopping.

I had already blacked out by then. Seeing this, she decided to let me rest for a couple of minutes, while she took a look around the house. She walked back over after about thirty minutes with my sister softball bat in her had. Seeing me start to come too. She walked up behind. With my head down and my ass still in their air. My balls were in full view. She roughly tapped the bat against my balls, jolting me awake.

“agghhh fuck my balls.” She pulled the bat up above her head and nailed me in the balls again. “Language” she said.