My day started out as normal enough, but as the day went on it just got worse.  When I got home from work my wife, Lisa, was in my daughters room and my daughter, Jenny, was crying.  My wife told me that she was at school and some boys were picking on her.  I went over to my daughter to comfort her.

After we ate dinner, we were all talking about what happened and what would be best to do.  During the conversation, we were washing the dishes and my wife went to spank my ass to motivate me to work faster, but as her hand went towards my ass, I turned around.  She nailed me right in my balls.  I stop in mid sentence and bent over from the pain.  Just as that happened she yelled that she knew what to do.

About 10 minutes later we were all in the family room when my wife told me to strip naked.  I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face, and asked why.  She told me that she was going to teach Jenny all about men and their balls.  She reiterated to strip or it will be worse.  I stood up and started to strip while my wife explained to my daughter what was going to happen.  I must say that as I was taking off my clothes, I was getting a little excited.

When all I had on was my boxers my wife told me to stop and walk over to the couch where they were sitting.  She reached up and pulled my boxers off.  Standing at attention was my cock.  My daughter giggled while it bounced in the air.  My wife took hold of my balls and started to explain to Jenny about men and their balls.  The whole time she was still grasping to my balls.  When she let them go they were sore from her grabbing them, but it would get a lot worse as time went on.

My wife told my daughter to grab my balls so she could feel what it is like to have a pair of balls in her hand.  As she grabbed them I winced in pain as she did not know how sensitive they are.  She looked up at me while squeezing them; I looked back at my daughter as she was holding my balls in her hands.  My wife told her that if she has a man by his balls, he is in her possession.  She let go of my balls and I breathed a sigh of relief.

My daughter was a quick learner and asked if she could kick me in the balls.  My wife smiled as she knew that her daughter was becoming an expert ballbuster.  My wife told me to kneel on the floor and spread my legs.  When I got on the floor, my daughter told me to beg her to bust my balls.  She stood in front of me as I was kneeling with my legs spread and my balls hanging exposed.  She took a step back and let loose a kick to my balls.  The top of her foot nailed my balls, I screamed in pain.

I rolled on to the floor holding my balls.  She laughed and asked to do it again.  All I could do was groan.  She lifted me back up and tied my hands behind my back.  She whispered something into my wife’s ear and ran upstairs.  Mean while my wife walked up to me and old me she was getting some “accessories” to use.  She reached down and started to squeeze my balls, while she was doing this she whispered to me that she was going to give my balls to Jenny for her birthday.

When Jenny came back downstairs she had a bag full of “accessories”.  She dropped the bag and pulled out a pair of high heels.  She put them on and told me to spread them.  She reared back and let her foot fly into my balls.  The toe hit me squarely in my balls.  I fell over trying to cover my balls, but I could not because my hands were tied.  After a couple of minutes she lifted me back up again and told me that she was not going to use these heels again.

She took off her heels and went to the bag again.  She pulled out a pair of stiletto heels and smiled.  I kneed in front of my daughter while she put them on.  She reached over and grabbed my balls pulling them down.  She let go, stood up and kicked my balls, she was screaming she was so happy, I was screaming because my balls were be busted.  She walked over to me and said that there would be no more kicking for a little while.