Librarians can be so cruel (Fiction)

On the way to the library, I couldn’t help but to think about how much I love my girlfriend. I can’t imagine living without her, but ever since I told her about my ballbusting fetish, my life has been nothing but pain. When I get back to my apartment after one of her “sessions”, I can barely walk for the pain. Sometimes she doesn’t even let me catch my breath before she kicks me again. I love it.

Lindsey’s not really violent with me, but she has no qualms at all about hurting or humiliating me in public places. People just don’t get it. How can you kick a man in his balls like that and smile all the way through? Her new favorite thing is to tell me “This is going to hurt.” as she gets ready to knee or kick my balls. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good hearing that.


I’m really lucky that I’ve fallen so deeply in love with such an amazing woman.

As I pull up to the library, I get out if my car and take a deep breath as I walk up the stairs and into the building, know she called me here for only one reason. She wants to kick me in the balls while she works… It’s a Thursday afternoon, and she’s about to kick my nuts right off. I take another deep breath and brace myself for whatever she’s going to do to me.

“Come on,” Lindsey says as she walks up next to me. “Follow me”

I follow her down the hall; we stop by her desk; she wasn’t wasting any time. She didn’t call me here for a chat... she quickly types something into her computer before leading me into the back of the library and out of sight. While pulling me close, she takes my arms and looks directly into my eyes.

“So, you need to stay quiet. Think you can do that?”

I nod as she pushes me further against the wall.

“Are you a bad boy, babe? Do you need to be punished?” she asks.

“Yes, ma’am.” I look around, blushing already at the thought of being heard. “Please punish me,”

She smiles and stands up on her toes, pulling me closer to her lips. I kiss her deeply as she reaches around my waist and unzips my pants. As she puts her hand down my pants, she reaches into my briefs and grabs my semi hard cock.

“It’s getting hard already.” She says in my ear, smacking my balls with her other hand. “Oh... You’ve been such a bad boy. I think it’s time for you to get some punishment.”

“Babe, this is going to hurt.”

My heart races hearing her say that. I knew what she was going to do from the moment I stepped into the library, but I never get used to those words.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let anything too bad happen to you,” she whispers in my ear. “But I’m going to give you a little more than just a kick in the nuts today. Do you understand?” She asks me. I nod as she pushes me down to my knees.

“Then tell me. I want to hear you say it.”

“I… want you to kick me in the balls.” As I look at her for a second, I see her scowling before she slaps me in the jewels again. I had forgotten my manners. “Ooooh… I’m sorry! Please, please kick me in the balls.”

“Thats better! Now, your job is to stay quiet. If I hear you make one sound, I’m going to punish you so hard you won’t walk straight for a month!” She tells me as she crouches down beside me, her hands grabbing my balls as she squeezes them.

“You ready Babe?” She asks me. Her smile was almost genuine for a second, allowing me to forget she started squeezing my balls before she even asked.

“Ah! Yes Ma’am.”

“Then let’s start with a kick!” She whispers as she releases my balls and brings her foot up as fast as she can, kicking me right in the testicles with no hesitation and sending an explosion of pain throughout my body. I grunt loudly as I feel her work shoe connect with my nuts, and then I hear her laugh as I fall to the floor. I had to catch myself from yelping too loudly already as the pain overwhelmed me.

“It hurts to get kicked in the balls, doesn it?”

“Yes… It does ma’am.” I say, quivering in pain as she kneels down beside me and looks at my face.

“I know it does.” She reaches over and grabs my dick through my pants. I blush and look away as she strokes me through my pants and I can feel her fingers squeezing my shaft. My eyes dart back and forth down the hallway, checking to see if anyone was watching. The thought of being seen with her rubbing my cock flooded my mind and filled me with an exhilarating sensation.

“Well, we’re not done yet. Your punishment is going to… continue.” She says, pulling my hard cock out of my pants and giving it a few strokes before standing back up. “It’s time to hurt those poor balls more.”

She steps behind me, sliding her hand down my pants again and wrapping her soft fingers around my testicle as immediately she squeezes them together.

“As much as you enjoy having your balls kicked, I’m going to give you something else to whine about. Are you ready?” She asks me, again not waiting for my response, pulling hard on my balls as if she were trying to rip them off.

“Yes… ma’am.” I say, gritting my teeth and trying not to yell as she continues to squeeze and pull on my balls.

“Are you sure?” Lindsey asks me again, this time with an evil grin as she twists her fingers a little tighter. “You’re struggling a little. Do your ballsies hurt when they’re squeezed?”

“Yes ma’am! It hurts… but they can… take it,” I respond.

She gives my balls one more hard tug before finally releasing her grip on my balls, letting me feel the relief as they bounce back into place. The moment of respite was far too short, as she takes a step back and swiftly rears her foot back and kicks me in the nuts again, this time much harder than before. My eyes widen as those hard shoes contact my testicles.

“Ooooh shit, my balls!” I mutter under my breath as I fall forward and hold my testicles.

I grunt and groan as I try to avoid the sharp pain, but it hurts so badly that I can barely breathe. She watches my expression as I writhe in pain and she smiles.

“Okay Babe, I’m going to make sure you feel every single one of these. Nod if you understand.” She says as she reaches down, looking up as I nod solemnly. “Good, now put your arms around my waist.”

I take my hands and rest them against her hips and I feel her hands grab onto my inner-thighs and forcing me to spread them wide as I tremble in pain before she raises her knee up and slams it hard into my balls. I gasp as she bounces her knee up and down once more, crushing my nuts with each hit.

“I bet this hurts your vulnerable testicles so much, doesn’t it?” She asks me. “Well, then you’re going to have to beg if you want me to stop!”

My face contorts into a grimace as she smacks me again. I grit my teeth and groan. “Please Babe, my balls, oh god… my fucking balls” I plead with her, as she releases my legs. Lindsey laughs as she drops me to the ground. She bends down beside me as she lifts my chin with her finger.

“Your Balls are mine now babe! Nod if you agree.” She whispers, making me nod in response as she kisses me deeply before reaching between my legs and grabbing my balls.

“You are mine, THESE are mine!” She squeezes down on my aching nuts, causing me to whimper in pain, to which she chuckles in delight. “Now, now, I’m squeezing MY balls. Why are you having such a hard time?” She teases, twisting my balls and squeezing them between her fingers. The pain is beyond excruciating, and I try to force myself to keep still, but my body shakes in agony. I’m using all the strength I have not to howl in anguish.

“Oh god… my… nuts… Babe!” I say through gritted teeth.

“Shhhh, let me hear you beg me to stop... Let me hear how much it hurts when I squeeze your family jewels,” Lindsey coos into my ear.

“Please, please stop!” I beg her again, but she doesn’t.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? I know it’s sooo hard to stay quiet.” She simply continues to torture my balls as she kneels down beside me. I look at her as tears well up in my eyes. The pain is so bad that I’m sweating.

“What do you think, babe? Do you like how it feels when I crush your nuts?” She asks. All I can do is shake my head yes as she squeezes even harder on my balls.

“Aww... You’re such a bad boy, aren’t you?” She laughs. “You love it when I hurt your nuts, don’t you?” She giggles again before suddenly clamping down with her hand, compressing my balls with all her strength.

“Aghhh... oooh god... I can’t,” I groan loudly.

“Shhh Babe, you’re not done yet.” Lindsey whispers as she changes her grip slightly, pinching my balls even more.

I whimper and grunt as the pain becomes too much to endure. All reasonable thoughts leave my head and holding back the screams becomes almost impossible. My balls hurt so fucking much.

“What do you think? Do you think it’s about time for me to give your balls a break?” She whispers.

I try to respond, but all I do is stammer. “I’m... I’m… my nuts,”

“Oh? playing the tough guy today are we?” she teases before curling her hand inwards and pushing down on my delicate balls with her fingers tips. The pain was blinding and shot through me like she stabbed me with a hot poker. I couldn’t keep it in anymore. It hurt far too much.

“I’m... Nnnngh... ooh... fuck!” I scream out in agony as Lindsey continues to squeeze my nuts with her fingers. After hearing me howling in agony, Lindsey finally released her grip.

“Hehe, are Babe’s balls okay?” She asks me with a smirk.

“My... Nnnn... balls are...” I gasp between sobs as I reach down to touch my tender testicles, “They’re okay... they’re just... Nnnngh... sore.”

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I see a woman peering from around a bookshelf, no doubt looking to see what the noise was. I smile at her as she looks away while giggling, acting as if nothing is out of the ordinary. Lindsey smiles as she helps me to my feet, kissing me and rubbing my back. “I’d say you got off pretty easy. Next time, you won’t be so lucky.”

“How... can you be sure?” I ask her as she tries to help me to my feet, and she just looks at me with a devilish grin.

“Oh, trust me. I can make sure they hear you… crying out in pain as I destroy your balls.”