Rachel's Basketballbust

Rachel was walking to her math class when her friend Maddie stopped her in the hall.

"I heard you and Matt kissed, you little slut!" Maddie said, giving Rachel a celebratory pat on her ass.

"*What?* Who told you that?" Rachel asked. Maddie frowned.

"Matt. Well, I heard it through Xavier actually. But Matt told the entire basketball team that you guys kissed last weekend. Is it not true? That *dick*." said Maddie.

"I would never ever kiss that guy. He's a flaming misogynist, and such a perv." The bell rung. Maddie apologized for believing the false rumor and then both girls went their separate ways. Rachel was infuriated. Matt had always been a source of annoyance for her: she had rejected him four times in the past three years alone. And no matter how firmly she told him no, he seemed to always try to wiggle his way into her life.

As Rachel entered her math class, she got tons of stares from the other students, probably because they had heard the rumors. Ignoring them, she stared right at Matt, who was sitting at a table across from his friend Jack. Rachel stormed over to them.

"Jack, could I sit across from Matt today?" Rachel asked. She rolled her eyes as she heard some *ooooh*s. Jack stood up and moved to a different table, but not before giving Matt a slap on the back and telling him "have fun."

"Hi Matt. Have something you want to tell me?" Rachel said as she sat down across from him and put her things on the table. Matt was wearing thin gym shorts and a basketball shirt because he had a very important game later.

"I don't know what you're talking about, beautiful," Matt said chuckling. He was clearly looking at her tits, which were very exposed in her tank top. Her D-cup breasts got her a lot of attention from guys which she liked, but coming from Matt it was the last straw.

While he was still staring at her tits, he lifted her leg and rocketed it between his legs under the table. His face turned from a cocky smile to one of shocked pain.

"Ohmygod" was the only thing he managed to get out. Rachel kept her foot pressed firmly on his balls. He tried to wrench himself free to no avail.

"Really? You didn't tell the basketball team that we kissed?"

Matt's tear-filled eyes were wide open. He tried to say something, but only a pathetic whimper came out. Rachel began to press down his balls onto his seat with the bottom of her heel.

"Here's how this is going to work, Matt. You're gonna spend the rest of this period in agony with my foot on your balls. If you give any indication to anyone else that this is happening, I will report you for sexual assault for last Wednesday when you slapped my ass in gym class. And, if you ever so much as look in my direction again without my permission, I will pop both of your balls and cut off your dick. Got it?" She smiled sadistically. Matt made no reply. She pressed her foot down harder.

"I asked you a question."

"I got it I got it!" he let out in a high pitch.

"Good boy," she said, and began to roll her heel on his balls. Matt whimpered and tears streamed down his face.

"C-can you please...."

"What?"

"I.... OW! I have an important game later... college recruiters might be there could you please have... mercy? Please I'll literally do anything. I'll pay you!" he said. Rachel gave him a deceptive smile.

"Oh, the game is very important? Why didn't you just say so?" she said. She made a "shhh!" gesture, and with that, she began to press down his balls with such incredible force that she could feel balls partially flatten. He struggled hard, but there was nothing he could do except cry. He was at her mercy.

She kept him in agony until the end of the period. When the bell rung, she released her grip, and then kicked him full force in the balls. It was such a hard kick that his chair slid back a few inches. He cried aloud and put his head down on his desk, moaning. She patted him on the head.

"Good luck at the game later, friend." She left the classroom and enjoyed the rest of her day, feeling like the baddest bitch who ever lived.