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Brenda was tired of having to listen to her rude-assed, drunk neighbor argue with his wife any longer. It was early in the morning around 7:30am. She was on good terms with her neighbor's wife Jan. She and Jan would consul one another from time to time about all kinds of things, except how much abuse was going on in the home. When Jan finally admitted to Brenda that her husband Mike was starting to get drunk earlier in the day and fight more she knew someting had to be done. Brenda was able to stay at home since her husband was well to do. Mike, on the other hand, made his wife work while he faked a old back injury. This meant that sometimes she would have to put up with Mike peeping at her while she was getting a tan in her backyard.
One day she thought up plan. She would get a powerful sedative or one of those date-rape drugs and see if she could make it look like he had an accident. Brenda then started to have second thoughts since she didn't want to seriously hurt him and end up in jail. With time passing the fighting only got worse. One day she saw Jan was hiding a black eye with a pair of sunglasses. Jan ran off to work quickly so she wouldn't have to explain to Brenda. Brenda was furious now! She ran up to her room and grabbed some of her sleeping pills she used in the past and decided to fix Mike once and for all. Brenda put on her two piece bikini, like she usually does when she goes out for a little sun and thought she would go over and flirt with Mike a little bit. When Mike answered the door she said that she needed to ask Jan something but she would come back later. Mike was drunk again and was making pitiful passes at her. She figured this would be the perfect time to drop some pills in his beer bottle since all he could look at were her large, tanned tits. She asked Mike if she could have a drink so he would leave the room with the beer bottle handy. As he walked out she dropped them in and hid the pill bottle back under her towel. He came back in and plopped down on the couch. As he finished the beer and the next one he started to nod off. Brenda started to wonder how she was going to "fix" him. Should she make him fall on the coffee table and break his arm or something else? She was at a loss for ideas until she looked at his crotch. "I know what will calm him down" she said. She smacked him a couple times on the balls just to see if he was completely out of it. He didn't move at all. She quickly yanked down his pants to discover he wasn't wearing any underwear. "Now what can I do that won't show any evidence?" she wondered. "I know!" she answered. "I will bust his balls and make it look like he fell over and passed out on something!" As she tried to sqeeze his balls they kept moving around so she took off her top and used the thin pink cord to secure his large balls. As she started to pull tighter and tighter on the cord the balls started to swell even larger. The cord was cutting off the blood to his balls almost instantly. She had no idea a man's balls were so easy to destroy. She started to get wet between her legs but kept her mind on the task at hand. Here she was, a fit 120lb young women destroying the balls of a 230lb man. The power she felt made her legs quiver. She pulled the cord as tight as she could with both hands and then shoved him off the couch with her legs. As he started to slid off the couch the cord streched his sack until she felt something like one of the balls' cords snapped loose. She then reached down and and squeezed around his tighly bound sack to discover one of the cords going to his left nut was snapped loose. Now she knew it was possible so she grabbed the cord again and squatted over him to get a good stance. As she stood up, she slowly lifted his hips off the ground. His last nut was putting up a fight so she started squatting up and down faster to break his last ball. As she moved up and down her big boobs swayed up and down and her ass tightened with each motion. Her pussy was getting hot and the room smelled of her sweat, cocoa butter, and pussy. Just as her speed picked up she felt the cords give way and she was standing up straight. To make sure his doomed balls were indeed destroyed she yanked on them some more with her soft, delicate hands. They were barely contained in just one of her hands. "I guess these balls of yours aren't going to get you in trouble anymore" she laughed. They felt kind of cold so she quickly unwrapped the swim suit cord and put her top back on. She knew the lines from the cord would give her away so she started rubbing his balls around the base to get rid of the lines. His sack started swelling even more as she rubbed and squeezed his defeated balls. She quickly slid his pants back on and layed him across the coffee table's edge with the corner digging into his swollen, mangled sack. She figured the beer and his falling on the coffee table would be good enough a alibi so she waited for a half hour and called 911. As days passed Jan confided in Brenda that Mike destroyed his testicles on the coffe table when he fell and had to have them removed. "I suppose he will calm down now and treat me better" said Jan. " I am sure of it" said Brenda as she walked back into her house and giggled.
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