Hi, it’s me again Diana, the precocious 12 year old lesbian ball buster. Last time I told you that I might tell you another story about mom and me, so here goes. If you remember from last time after mom showed me how to bust a man’s balls we made love for the first time. I was only 8 years old, and could not climax, but it sure felt great when mom licked my pussy. Of course my first taste of her love juice was wonderful. Since then we have been sleeping with each other every night, making love before going to sleep, and again when we get up in the morning. I have also seduced, and made love to all the girls in my class, and even my teacher, Miss. Cutter. I have gotten Miss. Cutter to let me punish all the boys who are bad in class by kicking them in their balls. She watches getting hot, and wishing she could do it herself, but as the teacher she can’t. Then when the boys are dismissed we make love. Who says school can’t be fun.

Once a month mom goes to another town to find a man to bring to the cabin so we can have fun taking away his manhood. It was just before my 9^th birthday, and mom told me that she would have a special birthday treat in store for me at the cabin. When I asked her what it was, all she would say is you’ll see. On the day before my birthday mom went off on what she called "The Hunt". So I knew she was getting a man for our cabin fun. Since we did that every month, I thought that he would not be my treat. I was wrong. When mom took me to the cabin the next day instead of a man hanging from the rafter there was a boy a little older than me hanging there. He is all yours Diana, mom said have fun and enjoy him.

He was already crying, the cloth blindfold was soaked with his tears. He was calling for his mommie, as if she were there to protect him, before I even started on him. See Diana, mom said, he is a little older than you, physically bigger and stronger than you, but like all males he is a weakling. Who does he call for to help him? His father, no. it is his mother, he calls for. Like all males he secretly knows that the female is the stronger sex. It is the female who should rule. Like all men he secretly hates his cock, and balls that make him a male. He secretly wishes that a woman like me, or a girl like you Diana, would take away the manhood he hates so much. He secretly wishes that he had been born a girl. Remember Diana it is women, and girls like us who make his secret wishes come true.

I had done men with mom, but never on my own before. Besides this boy was shorter than a man, and kicking his balls would not be the problem that kicking a full grown man’s balls had been. So the first thing I did was kick him as hard as I could right in his balls. He screamed when my foot hit his balls. This is so much fun, I said to mom. What a wonderful birthday present. I picked out a small whip, and began to whip his cock, and balls. I looked over at mom, she was already undressed, and was fingering herself as she watched me. Her love juices were flowing. I stopped whipping him long enough to go to mom, and lick her delicious love juice from the lips of her pussy.

I went to our toy cabinet, and took out a candle. Mom lit it for me. Then I let the hot wax drip all over his cock, and balls. He screamed, and cried so delightfully. Following that I held the lit candle under his balls singing them. What great fun I was having. I blew out the candle. Then I stripped, and went over to mom. She started to rub my pussy as I licked, and sucked on one of her nipples. Mom picked me up, and carried me into the other room. We lay on the bed making love to the music of his sobbing. She fingered my little pussy, and sucked on my budding breasts. Then I got between her legs, and licked her to climax. It was wonderful. Although I was still not able to climax as violently as mom, when she licked, and sucked on my little clit, I could feel the stirring of my awakening womanhood.

Having finished our lovemaking I went back to the hanging boy. I walked quietly so he had no idea that I was standing in front of him. Then to make him aware of my presence, I kicked him sharply in his balls. How he howled, and how I laughed it was so much fun, I kicked his balls again. Then I went to a cabinet, and took out a handful of medium sized alligator clips with sharp teeth. I pulled the loose skin of his cock out, and place a few of the clips on it. The rest of the clips I placed all around his ball sack. With the clips in place I once again whipped his cock and balls. He was screaming so delightfully, and calling for his mommie. What a fun birthday present mom had gotten for me. I could see little beads of blood where the clips bit into, and pierced his skin. Not wanting him to get an infection, I rubbed salt into his wounds. How he screamed, and cried his blindfold was soaked with his tears.

There was still some little room on his cock, but I was out of clips, so I went and got some of the needles, and shoved as many as I could through his cock. Mom came over, and told me that he did make a nice pin cushion. She laughed, and I laughed. See Diana, mom said, he loves his pain so much his cock is begging for more. His cock seemed to be growing larger, which just gave me more room to push through more needles. With the clips, and needles in place I took a short whip and began to whip his cock, and balls as hard as I could. I was having such a good time. Hurting men and boys is the best fun a girl can have. Well if not the best a very close second to making love to a woman. I was feeling that urge in my pussy again, so I started to finger myself with one hand as I whipped his cock and balls with my other hand. Mom came over to me and began to play with my nipples. I could feel my little girl orgasm building, and it felt so good.

Would my baby like to try another way to hurt men, mom asked me. Oh yes mom, I replied hurting men is so much fun, I want to do it in any way I can. Mom went to cabinet and brought out a length of wooden dowel 18 inches long, and 2 inched in diameter. One end was covered by a rubber bicycle hand grip, 10 inches of the other end was covered with very course sand paper. She handed me the dowel. Then she pulled his ass cheeks apart, exposing his asshole. Now my darling Diana shove it in his ass as hard, and as deep as you can, mom said. I shoved the dowel into his as hard, and as deep as I could. He screamed so delightfully. Pull it partially out mom told me, then shove it back in. When I did the sandpaper was covered with shit, and blood. I continued to pull it out, and shove it back in. Each time more, and more blood was on it. There was even blood dripping out of his ass, and down his legs. This new game was so much fun.

Playing the new game was getting me hot, so I started fingering myself. Mom took my arm and led me to the bed in the other room for another round of love making. She sucked on my little nipples, and fingered me till I had my little girl climax, then I got between her legs and licked her to climax. Our love making was heightened by the sounds of the boy screaming, and crying in the next room. I thought how lucky I was to have a mom who knows such wonderful fun games to play with men and boys, and such a wonderful way to make me feel good. Like mom told me it is not every little girl who gets to play such fun games with her mom, and gets to feel so good. The boy was the best birthday present that any girl could get from her mom.

When we finished making love, mom said that it was getting late, and that I should finish with the boy. I went over to him, and removed the clips, and needles from his cock and balls. Then I kicked him in the balls a couple of more times. It was time for me to crush his balls, but I didn’t want to use the pliers, I wanted to do something more dramatic. I had mom take him down from the beam, and tie him spread eagle to rings in the floor. I walked between his legs, and put my foot on one of his balls. Then I balanced all my weight on that foot. I could feel his ball flattening under foot. He screamed so loud that I could not hear the pop as his ball exploded, but I could feel it go all squishy. Then I did the same to his other ball. Busting his balls with my foot was so much more fun than doing it with the pliers. I never enjoyed myself so much.

Then mom gave him a shot to put him to sleep, and she dragged him to the car. He was put into the trunk, and we drove him back to the town where mom found him. We left him naked in an alley, then we drove home where mom had another surprise waiting for me. She had invited some of my girlfriends from school over for a surprise birthday pajama party. We stayed up all night playing games. We dressed up in mom’s clothes and had tea parties with our dolls. Then mom taught us a new game that was so much fun. We sat in a circle and I spun a bottle. The girl it pointed to had to make love to me, then she had her turn spinning the bottle. It was the best birthday I ever had.