Biology class part3

**Every character in this story is of age or above**

Nora squeezed Finn's testicles as he stood bent over, trying to save his manhood. But he didn't stand a chance. Nora's hand found his two balls without the slightest problem and squeezed them. She didn't squeeze gently, quite the contrary. She wanted Finn to suffer, so she squeezed with all her might.

“Stop!” Finn shouted.

“I won't until you stand up straight,” Nora replied.

The pain was excruciating, and all Finn wanted to do was stand bent over. He would have loved to lie down on the ground and whimper in pain, but with the strong bonds and the pillory squeezing his balls, all he could do was stand bent over.

“Okay, okay!” Finn moaned. It wasn't a scream, but a pitiful, squeaky cry, full of pleading and pain.

He straightened up. His eyes were filled with tears. He clenched his teeth and looked at Nora in agony. Her face, on the other hand, was filled with joy. Happiness, as if she had just arrived at Disneyland.

“Okay, okay, stop,” he continued to moan.

“You have to beg me,” she commanded.

“Please, stop!”

But Nora didn't stop. She continued to squeeze his two testicles between her fingers, sending him a joyful smile.

“I think you've forgotten something. From now on, I am Ms. Nora.”

“Okay! Ms. Nora, please stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Stop squeezing my balls!”

Nora let go. An unimaginable relief washed over Finn's body. The pain was gone, but he still felt a stinging sensation in his lower abdomen.

“Good job. You're a naughty boy, Finn, but don't worry, I'll teach you some manners.”

Nora turned to the rest of the class.

“Teach him,” said one girl.

“Show his balls who's boss,” added another.

“No,” protested a boy. “Let him go, Mrs. Grace said so.”

All the girls looked at him angrily.

“Shut up, or you'll end up like Finn,” said one.

“Your balls will end up like his,” added another.

“No more fucking for you,” added another.

“Okay, girls, calm down,” said Nora. “I'm going to need one volunteer.”

All the girls raised their hands.

“Hmmmm. Maybe you, Monica.”

The blonde girl stood up and walked to the middle of the classroom. She was wearing a white sweater that showed off her large breasts. They were huge, not like Nora's. She also wore a black skirt that ended at her thighs and showed off her long, smooth legs.

“Monica. Could you stand behind Finn?” Nora asked her.

“Of course,” Monica replied.

She stood behind Finn. Despite the pain, Finn managed to glance behind him, worried about what Monica might do.

“Monica. We're going to continue with our practical part now, and we don't want Mrs. Grace to hear Finn screaming, do we?” Finn's eyes widened. “So would you be so kind as to cover his mouth?”

Before Finn could react, Monica's body touched his bare back. He felt her soft breasts against his back. Her hair on his shoulder blades and her skirt on his ass. And then Monica's small hand covered his mouth.

“Mmmmmm!” Finn screamed.

Nora picked up a wooden cane from the desk.

“Great. So now that we don't have to worry about Finn screaming anymore, we can start beating the shit out of his balls.”

Finn didn't like that one bit. He started struggling and screaming through Monica's hand.

Several of the boys didn't like Nora's words. They began to protest, one even stood up.

“That's enough. Let him go right now.” He started walking towards Nora.

In the blink of an eye, Nora raised the cane high above her head.

“Stop! One more step, and I swear that before you get here, Finn will have scrambled eggs between his legs.”

The boy stopped in his tracks.

“This cane is delicate, so I can hit him with it over and over again. Before you get here, I'll have time to hit his testicles with all my strength at least twenty times. Is that what you want?”

The boy looked at her angrily.

“You're sick,” he replied.

“Sit down,” Nora demanded.

He didn't move.

Nora swung the cane once and quickly. It cut through the air so fast that you couldn't even see its movement. It dug into Finn's red sack.

SMACK!

“MMMMmmmm!” Finn screamed and began to thrash about. Monica held his mouth so tightly that he couldn't say anything.

“Sit down, damn it!” Nora ordered.

The boy looked at Finn writhing in pain. He was terrified, knowing that nothing he did would help. He turned and sat down at his bench.

Nora breathed a sigh of relief.

“So, where were we?” she asked.

“Beat him until he cries!” shouted one girl.

“He's already crying. Beat him until he pisses himself!” added another.

“Beat him until he faints,” added another.

“Beat him until his balls burst,” added another.

“Castrate the loser,” added another.

“Show him what all boys deserve,” added another.

“Girls, girls. Calm down,” said Nora. “Your suggestions are very tempting. I'd love to castrate Finn, but I don't know if he'd like it.” She glanced at him. “Finn, would you like me to castrate you?”

Finn's eyes widened and he began to shake his head vigorously from side to side.

“What? Would you like that?” Nora asked.

“Mmmmmm!”

“What? Do girls need to see how testicles burst?”

“Mmmmmmmm!”

“What? Are you willing to sacrifice your balls for the sake of your friends' knowledge?”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!”

Finn struggled with all his might, but it was no use. His hands were tied tightly, and all he could do with them was touch Monica's stomach.

“All right, Finn, if you want me to smash your balls so badly.”

She raised the stick high above her head. She brought it down with terrifying speed.

SWUMMMM! - it cut through the air.

PAMMMMM! - it slammed into his balls.

“MMMMMMMMMMMM!” Finn screamed.

The pain was the worst he had ever felt. Finn bent forward and pulled Monica with him. She ended up lying on his back, but she was strong enough to keep him in a position where his balls were still visible.

“What do you think, girls?” Nora asked.

“Harder,” one replied.

“He barely felt it,” added another.

Nora looked at Finn, who was bent over.

“Did you hear that? The girls want knowledge.”

She raised the stick above her head again.

“MMMMMMMMM!” Finn screamed at the sight of the stick, which cut through the air at the speed of light and once again slammed into the middle of his testicles with a crack.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” he screamed even louder than before.

The pain was indescribable. It stung in his lower abdomen. It stung in his testicles. His legs were shaking. His head was spinning. His whole life was now focused on his swollen testicles.

He continued to scream and writhe from side to side.

“What do you think, girls?” Nora asked again.

“You barely touched him!” one girl commented.

“Show him that boys are weaker than girls.”

“See, Finn, I think I'm going to have to hit you again.”

He didn't even look at her. His head continued to bob up and down. His breathing was faster than ever.

“Hey, Finn,” Monica whispered in his ear. “When your balls burst, will you still be able to get an erection? I'm just curious.”

Nora swung.

\*\*\*

“Did you hear that?” asked Mrs. Elen.

“What?” asked Mrs. Grace.

“I don't know, some strange sound, probably from your classroom.”

They both turned and looked at the door to Mrs. Grace's classroom.

“Hmm. Maybe it was just my imagination. Well, as I was saying...”

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“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“As you can see, I'm hitting it with all my strength, and Finn is practically laughing in my face. This proves how durable testicles are. All those scenes in movies where a girl kicks a guy in the balls and he falls to the ground are fake. Look how solid Finn's balls are.”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“I'm hitting him with all my strength, my hand is starting to hurt, and they're still intact.”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“Those tears flooding his face are just a male defense mechanism designed to deceive us. Girls, remember, your safety is the most important thing, and you shouldn't worry about some loser's balls when defending yourselves. I'm not worried right now because my safety is the most important thing to me.”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“As you can see, his balls are very red. That's because he's a loser who gets beaten up by a girl.

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“Guys are such losers. I can't believe they all have these two ridiculous jewels between their legs that are so delicate.”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“To be honest, I'm starting to like this.”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

“I kind of want them to burst, but I also don't want them to because it would ruin the fun.”

PAM!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

PAM! PAM! PAM!

Nora finished with three quick hits and stopped. Mainly because her arm was burning, even hurting.

“You hurt my arm, you loser,” Nora said.

“But not as much as you hurt his balls!” shouted a girl.

Finn's whole body was convulsing. His knees were bent and slightly crossed. His armpits, thighs, back, ass, and forehead were covered in sweat. His hair was plastered to his forehead. The pain had increased to such an extent that he began to wonder if it might be better to tear his own balls off from that pillary. All his muscles were tense. His small penis, which was as limp as an uninflated balloon, rested on his swollen and red balls.

Monica stood behind him. She could feel his tears on her hand. They had already flowed down onto it. In addition, she could feel the warmth of his body, which had become very hot over the last few minutes.

“More!” shouted one girl.

“I still haven't learned anything,” added another.

“They look fine,” added another.

“Don't let him leave with them,” added another.

“Castrate him!” added another.

“Calm down, girls,” Nora reassured them. “We are in a safe space where we respect our colleague's two jewels.” She turned to Finn. “Finn, sweetie, let me check if your balls are still intact.”

She bent down and held out her hand. Finn shuddered at the sight, but as before, there was nothing he could do about it.

Nora grabbed his testicles and began to feel them very gently.

"Gosh, they're huge compared to before. And hot. But I think... Hmmmmm" She played with them. She did it gently, but they were in such a sensitive state that even something like that hurt him.

“Mmmm,” Finn whimpered quietly.

“It's okay now. Just don't cum. Because then I'll literally castrate you and you'll never cum again.”

And then suddenly a girl shouted:

“Squeeze them!” And then again, “Squeeze them!”

After a few seconds, several girls joined in. And then all of them.

“Squeeze them! Squeeze them! Squeeze them! Squeeze them!” they shouted over and over again.

Nora looked at Finn with a dark smile.

Finn tilted his head slightly upward and looked at her with pleading eyes full of tears.

“Sorry, Finn. Ladies always come first.”

She squeezed.

Finn jumped backward.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” he screamed at the top of his lungs.

He began to flail from side to side. His head flew back and forth. His two swollen testicles had just been squeezed by that psychopath from his class.

The girls began to cheer.

“Pop them! Pop them!”

Nora didn't let go. She squeezed his two soft balls between her skinny fingers. His penis jumped from side to side as he thrashed about, hitting Nora's hand every now and then.

“Calm down, Finn,” Monica whispered. “It's just your balls.”

Finn screamed into her hand with all his might. All the muscles in his abdomen were tense. He felt like his balls were about to burst, that the moment was coming. His legs trembled and buckled beneath him. Between his sweaty thighs, his trapped scrotum and the cold white hand on it, shaking from the force with which it squeezed his balls.

The two most delicate organs of the male body. Two that hurt even when touched gently. And the whole class was cheering for the girl who was squeezing them with all her might. They didn't care about his suffering. That he was crying. That his eyes were wide and staring at his two swollen testicles. That in a moment they could make his dick worthless.

It just amused them.

Castrating him was fun for them.

And just when Finn felt like his balls were about to burst, the classroom door opened.

Nora and Monica jumped up and rushed at the speed of light to their desks. They sat down and pretended nothing had happened.

Finn bent over in half.

“Ooooh. AaaaSsdhhhhhhh. Fuck,” he hissed through his teeth.

Mrs. Grace entered the classroom. Her face showed anger. Without a word and without looking at anyone, she walked to the middle of the classroom, picked up her cane, and stood next to Finn. Everyone looked on in silence, she looked at the floor. She looked furious.

“Class is canceled. My stupid son got into a fight with a friend and now I have to go there. I'm sorry,” she said.

“It's okay, Mrs. Grace,” said one girl.

“We learned a lot about testicles today.”

“And their endurance.”

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Finn hissed under his breath.

Mrs. Grace glanced at him.

“Why didn’t you unbuckle him? I asked you to. Christ! Okay, Finn, stand up straight, I’ll untie you.”

Finn didn't straighten up. He continued to hiss under his breath.

“My fucking balls. Ouch. Fuck.”

“Straighten up. And stop swearing, you little shit.”

She grabbed him by the arm and straightened him up. She did it very aggressively.

Finn straightened up. His face was wet with tears. He hissed under his breath.

“Fuck, fuck. My balls.”

Mrs. Grace was already reaching for the pillory to free his balls. Her hands froze in place. She looked at him angrily.

“Don't you understand? Young, horny, stupid, all you think about is your balls. There's no swearing in my class!”

She raised her cane and swung it. It cut through the air with a whistle and dug into Finn's big, swollen sack.

SMACK!




**This is the end of this series. But I want to ask you about my next storie. Which one you like the most? And maybe you have your own suggetions, if I like them I'll use them. But just suggest something that fits my type of stories. No incest for example.**


*Ball torment in the jungle* **- A young guy get's kidnapped by a sadistic female captain which thinks he's a spy. So she needs to get some information out of him ☺️**

*Crazy ex* **- Well, crazy ex kidnapps her boyfriends, ties him to a tree in a forest and 🤗**