The Nut Punt Girls 2

All, below is a sequel to [The Nut Punt Girls](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/v8pawq/the_nut_punt_girls/). Just as before, all characters are 18 or older. I hope you enjoy!

THE NUT PUNT GIRLS 2

After taking a full force blast to the balls from a varsity soccer player, Mark was left in a bad way. After sobbing and vomiting in front of 20 of his female classmates, his hot PE teacher Cathy had given him a painful and humiliating medical exam. Mark was glad that his nuts hadn't been permanently damaged but he was now stuck in the middle of the hallway with his pants around his knees, privates exposed, ball-pain still wracking his abdomen, a puddle of puke next to him, and a severely bruised left testicle.

To make matters worse, he was directly in front of the Feminism Studies classroom. He knew there was no class in session during this period, but he hoped the teacher, Miss Andria, wasn't in the room. His stomach twisted at the thought of her discovering a nude male wallowing outside of her classroom. She had a reputation for disliking boys and was rumored to have doled out some ruthless punishments to male rule-breakers. Not much was known about her background except that she had gone through a nasty divorce and liked to brag that she took everything from her ex-husband including "his most prized possessions." No one was quite sure what that meant.

Mark slowly rolled over onto his hands and knees. His right hand reached down to gingerly cup his swollen scrotum and he stopped to catch his breath. His head was still swimming but he needed a game plan to get out of this.

He heard the door to Miss Andria's classroom click open.

Down on all fours Mark watched in horror as the door slowly swung open and he came face to face with a pair of patent leather stilettos, one of which was tapping expectantly on the floor. Inside the stilettos were two pale, bare feet. As the right foot continued to tap, Mark saw the delicate arch rise above the low-cut side of the stiletto, a nearly imperceptible film of sweat pooling in the temporary wrinkles.

Mark's eyes slowly moved up as he saw toned calf muscles, the right one flexing with every \*tap\*. Bare white legs, as smooth as porcelain. The legs of a middle-aged woman who took exceptionally good care of herself.

The thighs were covered by a thin pencil skirt that ended 4 inches above the knees and did nothing to hide a perfect hourglass figure.

Two well-manicured hands rested gently on voluptuous hips, bright red nail polish gleaming like blood fresh from a cut. Delicate veins faintly visible on the backs of the hands, the only real sign of age.

The skirt ended at a belt wrapped around a narrow waist before a low-cut white blouse gave way to the cleavage of F-cup breasts. The heavy breasts, resting comfortably in a silk bra, heaved slowly. Wavy hair, raven black, draped around a delicate collarbone and neck. And there was Miss Andria.

Horn-rimmed glasses rested low on a sharp nose, framing dark green eyes that were looking down at Mark as though he were something disgusting on a public bathroom floor.

Miss Andria had high cheekbones, full lips painted the same glowing red as her nails. Dark eyebrows that were reminiscent of a bird of prey.

"Explain." Her voice chilled Mark to the bone.

Mark pushed himself back onto his knees, his genitals pulled into a grotesque pile of flesh on top of his thighs. His balls were swollen and lopsided from the bruising, and the head of his penis sat like an acorn on a nest of failure. He clasped his hands together as he cried "P-please Miss Andria, t-this isn't what it looks like, these girls t-they ghuaaAAAAAAA-".

Miss Andria quickly swooped down, reached out her right hand and pinched Mark's left testicle hard in between her index finger and thumb. Her cruel fingers dug into the tender purple bruise, as pain crackled from his nut to the ends of his nervous system.

Mark's arms flailed like a cockroach in raid as he let out an uncontrolled wail.

Miss Andria's firm grip did not waver at all. She looked down at Mark with cruel indifference on her face, one of her eyebrows ever-so-slightly raised. Mark could see her plump, ruby red lips beginning to form a sneer.

"Follow me." Her voice was soft but deadly cool.

The command was superfluous, as she lifted Mark up by his left testicle, turned around, and started walking swiftly back into her classroom. Mark had no choice but to clamor to his feet and stumble along behind her, his pants still around his knees forcing him to hop. Mark tried to avoid running into her voluptuous ass without lagging too far behind so as to preserve the delicate connection between his gonad and body. All of this through the increasing pain that pulsated from the pinched nerve endings in between Miss Andria's ruthless fingers.

Miss Andria stopped at the front of her desk and forced Mark's bruised testicle onto the smooth wooden surface. Mark's scrotum skin was stretched taught as he leaned forward, his less-bruised-but-still-sore right nut was trapped uncomfortably between the edge of the desk and his pelvis. He could feel the organ twisting and straining his delicate vas deferens. His flaccid penis waggled stupidly in the air like a worm.

Without taking her hand off of her prize, Miss Andria walked around to the other side of her desk and sat down. As she sat down her cleavage jiggled. A less distracted boy would have found himself with a hard-on, but Mark's brain was utterly unable to expand beyond the clear and present pain and threat surrounding his delicate male body parts.

"So." Miss Andria's voice was stern. "You have been laying in front of my classroom with your unfortunate little penis" - with her free left hand she flicked the glands of Mark's cock - "hanging out, hoping to harass some of the innocent and lovely girls here?"

"N-no Miss Andria, th-the girls, uh, Caina -" Miss Andria flicked Mark's nut directly in the center of its bruise "-gAAAH!"

"In this classroom, males will refer to all women with the handle 'Princess', is that clear?"

"Y-yes Miss Andria, w-well Princess Caina and her friends kicked me in the balls..."

Miss Andria's expression did not soften. Her right hand still held Mark's nut firmly to the surface of her desk, and the traced the finger of her left hand softly over the vulnerable organ. Every fiber of Mark's being wanted to get away and protect his family jewels, but he was stuck.

"In my experience as an educator and as a woman, when a female decides inflict pain on a man's privates, it is almost always entirely the fault of the male."

Her finger started pressing into Mark's ball more firmly. Mark started to speak but Miss Andria's finger pressed even harder into the traumatized testicle and she continued on.

"Now, I am not interested in hearing precisely why Caina, who I know to be a perfectly lovely girl, would have felt it necessary to punish you so. However, I am confident that whatever pain you incurred, while significant, was not enough to warrant a complete clearing of your record."

Marks could feel the structural integrity of his nut starting to bend. His stomach roiled and his mind was racing. It felt like he was going to lose control of his stomach again. Suddenly Miss Andria lifted her finger by an inch, off his testicle, and relief flooded through him as he caught his breath. He coughed but Miss Andria continued.

"Therefore," here finger still hovered just over his testicle, "you will be my aid for the next lesson. If you fail to obey any instruction, your punishment will be most severe. Is that understood?"

Mark was still panting. "Y-yes Miss Andria."

"Good!" Miss Andria's fist came down so quickly and ferociously that Mark couldn't even flinch. Her knuckles collided with Mark's left nut so hard that he immediately started sobbing and dry heaving. All thoughts of Miss Andria's instructions went out of his mind as he collapsed on the floor to protect himself.

"Oh get a grip!" Miss Andria's annoyed voice came from the other side of the desk. Mark let out another sob. It felt like his insides were being stirred with a red hot metal spoon. "Get up!"

Mark didn't care about her commands anymore. He curled up into the fetal position and continued crying. Miss Andria sighed, walked around her desk, and knelt my Mark's head, her knees nestling into the plush carpet.

"There, there." Her voice was soothing now. Nurturing. The sharp change in tone took Mark off guard and he looked up at her. Her green eyes looked down at him, her eyebrows turned up in a mock worried expression. With one hand she started undoing the buttons on her blouse and with the other she gently caressed Mark's scrotum. Her soft feminine fingers rubbed his swollen balls around in his sack.

"I know you men can't always help it. You see, most of your brain is really stored in these" she gave Mark's balls a playful jiggle. Her blouse was completely open and she was working on un-fastening her bra's front clasp.

"It's like nature's cruel joke, isn't it? My female body is so perfectly designed, and your male body is so haphazard. My body protects my reproductive organs, yours lazily shoves them out for the whole world to abuse." She quickly moved her hand as though she were about to slap Mark's balls - Mark's heart thundered and he gasped - but she held back at the last second and tickled them with her fingers, giggling.

Her right hand had finished unclasping her bra and she shrugged her slender shoulders out of her garments. Her nipples were perky, large, and pink. The nipple of her right breast was inches from Mark's face. Their heaviness was apparent whenever Miss Andria shifted her body.

"Whereas my body grants me waves of earth-shattering orgasms, yours can barely get the wherewithal to muster up one pathetic little sneeze before the whole thing shuts down." On the word 'pathetic' Miss Andria gripped Mark's penis between her index and thumb on her right hand.

"So, if you successfully make it through my class and follow all instructions," her fingers moved Mark's penis very slightly, and her nipple grazed his nose and lips, "then I'll give you one of those little sneezes myself."

Mark's brain had become clouded with arousal. Despite the ongoing throb in his nuts, his penis was starting to harden and his thoughts became fuzzy. Miss Andria's heavy tits were swinging gently in his face, her soft hand was touching his cock and balls -

Suddenly Miss Andria stood up.

"Now. Strip down completely and go stand in the middle of the room." She was re-fastening her bra and buttoning her blouse. She was no longer looking at Mark.

Mark gathered himself, removed his clothes and put them in a pile in the corner, and stood in the center of the room. The desks were arrange around him in a "U" shape, with Miss Andria's desk situated at the head of the classroom.

Suddenly Mark realized he was standing completely naked and was about to encounter a classroom full of girls. He began panicking. He looked down at himself. His left testicle continued to swell and darken, extremely tender to the touch. His right testicle was an angry red color and also showing signs of swelling. His already small penis was completely shrunken from his nervousness. His heart started beating quickly and he felt sick to his stomach.

Suddenly the door opened. The first student to enter the classroom was Sidney.

Sidney had tan skin, with medium-length sandy blonde hair worn in a punk rock choppy style. She had green eyes, a pretty face, and a silver ring in her septum. She wore a loose black tank top with no bra underneath. Mark would always notice her perky breasts bouncing as she walked around. She had extremely short jean cut-offs. Below bare legs she wore chunky Doc Martens.

"Hey Miss Andria, it's so gross I think someone puked outsi-" her voice stopped suddenly as she saw Mark standing naked in the middle of the classroom. "mmpHAHAHA", she burst out laughing as she pointed at his exposed privates. Her perky nipples threatening to expose themselves from behind her tank top as her torso bounced with mirth.

Without even asking her teacher why Mark was there she ran over to him and punched his nuts so hard he lost his vision for an instant.

"Hrghoooah" Mark said to no one in particular, as his legs gave out beneath him and he fell to his knees holding his balls.

Sidney had already turned around to look back at her teacher. "What's this idiot here for?"

Mark looked up blearily and saw that he was inches away from Sidney's bottom. Her plump cheeks peeking out from her tight shorts. If this girl hadn't just triggered a blossom of extreme pain in Mark's abdomen, he might have appreciated the view. Right now he was just focused on breathing and willing his way through the gut-wrenching agony.

"Well Sidney, today's lesson is on the frailty, fragility, and failure of the male gender. I have this unfortunate specimen as a live aid. I'll explain more once everyone is here." Miss Andria addressed Sidney with friendliness and a caring smile.

Two more girls entered the classroom. One of them was Althea.

Althea was a gymnast, with a compact muscular frame. She had dirty blonde hair that she was wearing back in a tight ponytail. One time a boy told her that boys made better gymnasts than girls, so she challenged him to a competition in the gym. When the boy was warming up on the trampoline, she shoved a practice balance beam under him mid-jump and he landed on his balls so hard he bounced one foot in the air. The boy had to go to the hospital to have both of his balls retrieved from the inguinal canal. There was a rumor that Althea sent the boy a video of herself masturbating while straddling a balance beam to the boy while he was recovering.

The other girl was Stephanie. Stephanie was a cheerleader, with golden blonde hair, a bouncy rack, and a stuck-up personality. She was wearing a mini-skirt and an extremely revealing tank top that showed the underside of her bra-less tits. One time a nerd asked her out and in response she pulled his pants down in front of the entire cheer-squad. She was also well-known for doing "cup-checks" on the jocks.

Both girls looked at Mark's form, naked, crying, and clutching his balls. Mark was in far too much pain to feel embarrassment, but Stephanie let out a wicked cackle while pointing at Mark. "Ewwww, look at how dark his balls are!"

Althea just rolled her eyes and sat down. She asked Sidney whether she had finished their English homework yet, completely ignoring Mark's existence.

"Welcome girls. We're just waiting on one more!" Miss Andria's voice was chipper.

As if on queue, Caina walked into class.

"Oh please no" Mark muttered.

"Yo! What's Nut Brain doing here?!" Caina made a bee-line to Mark. "Let me see those nuts, bitch."

Mark was sitting up, hands covering his genitals. Miss Andria called out from her desk without looking up from the paper she was reading "remember our agreement?"

Groaning, Mark slowly opened his legs. Caina, who had been standing with her hands on her hips and her eyebrow cocked, suddenly stepped back in shock. "Holy shit, Nut Brain, your balls are broken!"

Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, her foot swung forward with brutal ferocity. It collided with Mark's balls and he was instantly overcome with the same overwhelming pain throughout his torso. He was sure he was about to throw up. His stomach was on fire with pain. He let out an anguished cry that was broken by an involuntary dry heave.

The entire class started laughing. Miss Andria, who was smirking, had stood up from her desk and walked over to Mark's writhing form.

"Okay class - Caina please take your seat - today's lesson is on the inferiority of men! It looks like you've already gotten your first real-time lesson!" The class laughed again as Miss Andria nudged Mark with her foot, "but I want to give everyone the opportunity to experiment."

"First, we need to apply some precautionary measures. Males can get violent, and if uncontrolled, can pose a threat to us." Mark whimpered and rolled over, trying to find a position to lay that reduced the pain in his balls. "I have here a simple device. I will attach it to Mark's scrotum, and if I press this remote, it will pinch down on the delicate cords that attach the testicles to the body. This will be so excruciating for the male that any potential threat will be neutralized!"

Miss Andria, who had been showing a small black plastic contraption to the class bent down and fastened it to Mark's nuts. Mark had found that the most comfortable position was to lay on his back and let his balls hang through his open thighs, so Miss Andria has an easy time applying the device.

The girls watching had started shifting in their seats excitedly. Sidney had even moved her hand down to her crotch and was slowly rubbing herself. Althea was still looking at her homework from another class.

"Oh! I forgot something!" Miss Andria said cheerfully. She walked back to her desk and grabbed a bucket from underneath. She dropped the bucket unceremoniously on Mark's face, who was still on his back trying to control his breathing.

"Now! Observe - Althea pay attention - observe the male's reaction when I simply click this remote." She clicked the button on the remote.

Mark felt the device attached to his balls pinch down on the back of his testicles. It felt like his vas deferens were getting crushed by a pair of pliers, and the delicate backs of his testicles themselves were caught in a door hinge. The pain coursing through him was unlike anything before. It was not even recognizable as "nut pain", even in extreme cases. He realized he was screaming. His body was covered with sweat. His entire body was flailing uncontrollably. He started retching. He felt stomach acid in his throat. The entire class was laughing at him.

"Oh my god what a fucking loser!"

"Gonna puke again nut-brain?"

"Look at how small his penis is! Can we cut it off?"

"Hahaha what is he even doing?"

Suddenly the device loosened. Mark found himself on all fours. Miss Andria was rubbing his back and holding the bucket in front of his face.

"Into the bucket, dear." Miss Andria's voice was calming. Mark's insides were bubbling. He wanted to pass out. He let out a loud dry heave and some bile dribbled out of his mouth into the bucket.

"Well that's that, I guess Cain cleaned him out pretty good earlier!" Miss Andria said cheerfully as she stood up. The class laughed. "Now! We are going to take turns kicking this poor creature right in those precious testicles! Of course, now woman will be required to touch this disgusting creature, but if you do you will receive extra credit!"

The girls chatting excitedly amongst themselves.

"I wanna blast his babymakers with my boots on!" Sidney called out.

"Let me drop him on a balance beam and see if he coughs up a nut!" Althea was engaged with the lesson after watching the device demonstration.

"Ew, I am NOT touching that thing. Can't we just, like, cut them off?" Stephanie was looking at Mark's sobbing form with disgust in her face.

"Can I paint his ball sack black and white so I can practice my soccer kicks?" Caina asked Miss Andria.

"Oh! I know!" Sidney suddenly jumped up and started pulling her jean shorts down, sliding them all the way off, over her boots. She ran over to Mark and pushed him onto his back. She squatted over his face and plopped her entire wait down onto his face. "YES!!!" She roared with pleasure.

Mark was nose deep in Sidney's asshole, his mouth directly adjacent to her clit. She had an unshaved bush, and the musk of the day overwhelmed Mark's senses. Her body was in excellent shape, and her peach-like ass completely engulfed Mark's face.

As she arched her back and pushed her pussy into Mark's mouth she called out "someone obliterate this fucker's balls!!!" Her voice was thick with pleasure.

Stephanie said "ugh, finnnne!" and picked up Miss Andria's remote up off of her desk. Even Miss Andria looked worried.

"Wait, Stephanie, we don't need to do tha-"

Stephanie rolled her eyes and pressed the remote.

Mark was overwhelmed by that extreme pain once again. He was screaming and trashing about.

"OH FUCK YES!" Sidney screamed. Her pussy dripping all over Mark's face and she felt the an orgasm building inside her. "OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK"

"Stephanie give me the device now!" Miss Andria's voice was now stern.

"KEEP GOING KEEP GOING".

Stephanie said "Sorry Sidney" and tossed the remote back on Miss Andria's desk. Miss Andria quickly pressed the button and the device loosened on Mark's balls. Mark stopped thrashing and was now panting.

"NOOOO, KEEP LICKING YOU WORTHLESS LOSER!" Sidney, who had been on the edge of her orgasm was now sliding back, her body wracked with sexual frustration. Mark was barely conscious.

Sidney let out a scream of rage and stood up. It was quite the scene. Standing with her bare ass and dripping wet pussy, Doc Martens, and a face full of furious purpose staring directly at Mark's battered ballsack.

She lifted her booted right foot high into the air, said "LEFTY'S DONE", and stomped down onto Mark's left testicle with all of her strength.

Mark's briefly came blazing into consciousness, as he felt the bruised and traumatized structure of his left testicle completely give out. Extreme pain came exploding up into his abdomen, his chest, his head.

"Sucks to be him." Caina's voice was amused but indifferent.

Mark lost consciousness.

\*\*\*

When Mark came to, he was in a cot in the school nurse's office. He saw the athletic backside of PE teacher Cathy talking to a reclining Miss Andria, who was sitting in an armchair with her legs crossed. The school nurse, Bonnie, was walking into the room with a clipboard and a concerned expression on her face.

TO BE CONTINUED...?