One of the things that ladies forget when they’re jumping on testes is that since only roughly 222N of force is required to pop one, if you’re jumping on both with more than double that, sometimes they can both suddenly pop at once! When one nut pops it turns instantly inside out and ballgoo pumps out of the nut and into the scrotum, suddenly all the force is now on the other one, which of course immediately gives up the ghost and now you’re a double nut eunuch. Whoops, sorry not sorry. Isn’t that what you wanted anyway? You got two for the price of one I guess, congrats.

Of course everyone knows about your Achilles Heel, for one thing it’s always made a point of in TV and films. The silver screen and small screen boys are getting their gonads smashed for comic effect constantly, and women of all ages in the audience just eat that up. It is funny after all. Big tough boy thinks he’s so strong and intimidating, gets instantly reduced to mush on the floor looking up at his newly empowered destroyer in surprise and dismay. For me it’s gotten to the point where any time I see the male actor getting all up in a woman’s face, pointing a finger and shouting, I think, why doesn’t she just knee his balls into next Tuesday? That would solve everything. It’s so satisfying when that actually happens in a scene. It’s just like: Yeah! That’s what I would have done too! Is it just me or is it that happening in scenes more and more these days? The best way to make sure I really ‘go to town’ on your balls is to make sure you’re completely bound and gagged. That way you can’t change your mind or try to yell out annoying words. The best you can muster is a weak-ass “Ftop! Fleafe! Ftop!”. Welp, I’m sorry bud but I don’t speak whatever language that is! Ballbusting bombshells/legends was probably my favorite: https://spankbang.com/8755n/video/bb+legends+megan I’m not sure who BandyMandy is (the Author), but she (or he) must have written it many moons ago and I hope they don’t mind me posting it. It’s got some great descriptions and ideas, and though I have my own book of true stories, reading this makes me think I ought to try my hand at fiction!Speaking of lingering pain, that’s another great side effect of ballbusting. You can potentially end up with agonising pain for hours. The hours can stretch into days, and in some cases you’ll be feeling your testicles spasm with bowel churning nut ache randomly, even weeks and weeks later after just one nut-bashing experience. Isn’t that great!? But I don’t stop, because my song and dance routine isn’t done! I’m squeezing in a lifetime of abuse into this session and BallbustingStacy ain’t no quitter! BAPPATA BAPPATA BAPPATA. I beat them loud and long. He’s gripping onto the table while crying and blubbering into a pillow. Seeing the disconnect of ‘just balls’ without the hassle of dealing with the guy who’s attached to them, is a dream come true for a ballbuster. I get so excited using the ball-boxing table as it makes me feel extra naughty and I go off on a little power trip. Being able to do anything to these balls and there’s not a damn thing the guy can do about it (or predict) is pretty wild. You can also get creative under there, in your own little balls-only world, with no one looking at you, watching, witnessing…. The guy is left to his imagination to figure out what exactly is happening to his balls! Another way is full-weight ball standing. Sadly, I have yet to get a boy to consent to me filming that, nonetheless it’s so much fun to do! I’ve even done it whilst taking a shower! Talk about effortless. Considering how painful getting hit in the balls is, as well as some of the side effects it can produce, such as nausea, vomiting, dizziness, loss of consciousness etc, you’d think it must be incredibly dangerous to the human body.

Around the 200th punch, I usually take a breather for a couple of seconds. My arms start burning up from the intense ball-workout and need a little rest. I don’t for a second think about how his balls must feel – like a slab of butchered meat, I imagine (haha!). That’ll be around the one minute mark of course. No, pleeease …” the prisoner began, but he was interrupted by a sharp rap on the chamber door. Wanda winked at Haley, and walked over and opened the door. Two smart soldiers stood there, and the first spoke.I first read this story so long ago, that I probably shouldn’t say how old I was! I don’t remember where I first found it but I thought it was great fun to read. Now that I have a blog that lots of ballbois come to I thought, what better way to let you fellas have read. In today’s blog though I just wanna write about those curious, extremely sensitive organs, that hang precariously on the outside of the male human and sit dangerously far away from the relative safety of the internal body. I pretended to be really sorry to Lucas, even though I just kept laughing. I told him I was just joking around, and in England everyone does it, it’s just a game we do to the boys when we like them. That cheered him up a bit. Haley couldn’t believe how small the huge testicle had become in the ball vice. Although a good deal of meat was being squeezed through the bars, it looked half the size of the right ball laying heavily to one side. Wanda tightened the Allen key again. The man rose even higher in his agony, his throat behind the gag groaning deeply. Then there was an audible crunching noise from the ball vice as the contents of the gland was squeezed forcibly into the cords, the walls of his testicle collapsed and the pulverized meat squeezed out through the bars into his scrotum. The man grunted, his breath exploding from his nose, and despite the drugs, he lost consciousness. “Shit” panted Haley, “I’ve just come”.