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Mum leaves us alone, we’re fucked. (Pt 3)

Find the previous installment here: [Mum leaves us alone, we’re even more fucked. (Pt 2) : r/BallbustingStories](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1p46isn/mum_leaves_us_alone_were_even_more_fucked_pt_2/)
(Not much ballbusting in this one, though I plan for the next to include A LOT, so be prepared!)

Walking out of the bedroom was a huge relief for Cyrus, surprisingly, his sister Emmy hadn't done anything that would fall under the banner of deliberate abuse while they were changing, bar a few unintentional tugs of the rope that bound them. They couldn't wear much clothing due to the intense summer heat, and the fact that the rope had to exit their clothing, thus they both ended up wearing much to small (and tight) clothing. Cyrus had lazily thrown on some tight pants with some shorts to allow for the rope to come out of the left leg hole. Whereas his sister had chosen to wear a skirt and tights, as well as merely a loose t-shirt (the clamps wouldn't allow for a bra).

They walked through to the kitchen, his sister had actually proposed one half decent idea while they were changing, a pair of their Dad's garden scissors, or - if worse came to worse - the hedge trimmer. It was only as we stepped into the garden did Cyrus realise the mistake he had made.

Now, Cyrus wasn't under average by any means, with a pretty decent pair on him. His penis being around 6 inches is average, but his testicles are about the size of 2 satsumas packed in a barely-fitting ballbag. So when in the sweltering summer heat, while being tied to his sister, in tight pants? Was a combination for tragedy.

As the pair stepped outside, they were relived they could hear none of the neighbors outside, despite it being a Saturday in the middle of summer. They shuffled over to the far right corner of the garden where the shed was situated, and Emmy unlatched the door. They stepped inside the cramped room, and instantly started digging through piles of rubbish and old assortments of tools and trinkets. After a surprisingly short amount of time, Cyrus found the garden scissors and triumphantly stood, showing his sister, who actually seemed to smile for the first time in what felt like years.

They stepped onto the slightly moist grass, and stood away from each other until the rope was nearly taught, and Cyrus attempted to cut the dammed thing. But to no avail, as the rubbery material only bent as he pitifully cut and tore at it. Eventually Emmy came over and tried, still no results. Just as Emmy was about to suggest getting the hedge trimmer out, she came up with a better idea.

"No way!" Cyrus said, stepping back instinctively, "Those aren't going anywhere near my balls!". "Come onnn" Emmy said matching his steps, "It's the only way! Unless you want the hedge trimmer...?", and suddenly Cyrus was more open to her idea. So his sister walked over to him, and grabbed the hem of his shorts and pulled them down, revealing he outline of his throbbing hard cock, already roaring despite the recent last ejaculation.

"Ugh, gross" Emmy said as she pulled down his pants, his member popping out at her and spraying precum on her face, "Hey!" she said through gritted teeth as she slapped his balls with the handle of the scissors, causing him to fall backwards on his ass. He didn't give her the "satisfaction" of a reaction.

While he was on the floor, Emmy spread his legs and grabbed his aching balls, and carefully placed the scissors between his balls and the ring, Cyrus closed his eyes...

A snap!

The scissors broke! Though thankfully nothing else was damaged, not even the ring. Emmy screamed in anger, pounding his balls twice with her flat palm, causing him to also scream, more so in pain.

As they both led there, with him completely undress from the waist down, her tits and his balls still bound, suddenly a voice could be heard from their left fence. "Hey! Is everything alright...? I heard a scream and..." the young neighbors voice suddenly trail off, they both turned to face her, "Oh Jesus! Are you two...? You're siblings for Christ's sake!".

Cheers for reading this admittedly rather tame chapter!