Penny's Prim Tease

 

 Penny’s Prim Tease 

 --Contains non-consensual ballbusting-- 

Penny greeted Tim’s parents, giving them a small nod and hello before being let in. From across the living room, on a teal couch, sat Tim. Crossed legged, he barely paid attention to the busty baby-sitter.  

He was against the idea from the start; naturally, he complained. His whiny response probably contributed to his parent's decision to hire a baby-sitter in their absence. She arrived the same day.  

Penny walked with a clear confidence, her thick black heels taking her wherever she wanted. Her thick sole and heel thumped against the white rug as Tim’s parents led her to the kitchen. 

Tim tilted his head up just as his baby-sitter left the living room. Her long and wispy red hair caught his immediate attention, followed of course by her knee-high black platformers. Too encapsulated by his magazine to stand and follow, his lethargic nature overruled any curiosity he may have had. 

While it was quite mundane, the article became the center of his universe. He hardly realized his parents had already left. Tim jumped, the slamming door snapping him out of his suspension.  

“Hi Tim! My name is Penny!” Penny said, her voice bubbly and high.  

Tim dramatically dropped the magazine in his lap, actively trying to extend his protest to the baby-sitter.  

Penny giggled, watching Tim’s eyes widen with shock and excitement. To her, it was clear what he was staring at. She brushed her red hair to give him a better view of her assets. Her black and gray striped top pressed against her breasts, the creases in the fabric accentuating her modestly sized tits.  

“Hi.” Tim stammered. He gulped, wetting his dry throat. For a moment, he forgot all about his anger. 

Penny sauntered over, her breasts and slim hips acting as counterweights, allowing her to feature her womanly gait. She plopped down next to Tim, almost cuddling.  

“So, Tim. What do you like?” Penny asked; she brushed her red hair from her rounded bosom.  

Tim looked down for a moment. She didn’t feel real. Penny giggled, reminding Tim that he was still staring.  

“I don’t know.” Tim said, trying to break his intrusive stare. 

“That’s not really a good answer!” Penny laughed, covering her mouth with her slender, red fingernails. She had a black bracelet on her wrist, small metal trinkets hanging from the braid.  

“Oh? Do you like this?” Penny asked, showing Tim her black bracelet. 

“No.” Tim snapped, trying to refocus himself.  

Her body was oddly fragrant; it was a smell he had never encountered before; it drove him mad.  

“Oh.” Penny said; she was somewhat hurt by Tim’s crass attitude. 

Tim recalled his supposed anger, standing with gravitas and dramatism in mind. 

“I never asked for a baby-sitter!” He huffed, his back to Penny.  

“Oh Tim, please don’t be that way.” Penny pleaded. 

“Why did you parents even feel the need to get me a baby-sitter? We’re probably the same age!” 

“Do I look the same age as you, Tim?” Penny asked, standing.  

Tim whipped around, his face nearly in Penny’s poking chest; she was much closer than he thought. Clumsily, he took a few steps back, eyes still transfixed on her curvy breasts. 

“Look, Tim. Your parents aren't going to be home for another 5 hours! I think it would be better if we both get along, don’t you agree?” Penny asked, hands on her hips. 

Penny’s words bounced right off of Tim, her body all he wanted to focus on. His member twitched in his pants, awakened by her beautiful body.  

“Oh my god, Tim!” Penny gasped, watching Tim’s erection stretching the meshy fabric covering his groin. 

“Penny, this isn’t what it looks like.” Tim stammered. Red faced, he was too afraid to cover himself, thinking any attention given to his boner would incriminate him further. 

Penny stamped her chunky heel into the floor, startling Tim. She leaned forward, her tits jiggling in front of him. Before Tim had time to process anything, Penny’s black platformer found itself embedded in Tim’s squishy sack. Her leg was fully extended, her smooth quad pressing against her black frilly skirt. Penny’s back was almost parallel to the floor, using the meat between Tim’s legs to keep her from falling. Her autonomous tits bounced as the strike resonated throughout her body. 

Following Penny’s feminine grunt and brutal nut kick came Tim’s own screams. His body went into survival mode, his most precious belongings screaming in pain.  

Penny set her foot down again, her stance wider than before. She propped her modest chest with her arms, letting out a bratty snort, watching Tim fall to his knees. She flicked her long red hair over her shoulder, letting the pain envelop the boy. 

“Oh my god, Penny. You kicked my balls.” Tim moaned, teary eyed. He cupped his sore nuts, falling onto his face. 

“I’m letting you off easy! What’s wrong with you Tim? Getting hard for your baby-sitter? That’s sick.” Penny spat, walking past him.  

Tim crawled back to his teal couch. He spread his legs wide, giving his hot testicles precious room and time to recuperate.  

“Move your hands.” Penny commanded; Tim’s busty baby-sitter had a blue ice pack in her hands. 

Tim groaned in response, keeping his trembling hands glued to his pants. 

“Don’t be a baby.” 

Penny forcefully removed Tim's hands from his crotch; she then stuffed the ice pack in his nuts.  

“Ow.” Tim grunted. 

“This should help with the swelling.” Penny said, pressing it deeper into Tim’s crotch. 

“Why did you kick me in the balls?” Tim groaned. 

“Do you really need to ask that? You got a boner. Because of me. Did you really think I would let you off easy?” Penny huffed.  

“What if you broke them?” Tim whined. 

As soon as he said that, Penny removed the ice covering his nuts. Forcefully, she squeezed them in her hands. Tim cried out, trying to pry her intrusive hand from his meat. 

“Look Tim. You better not mention this to your parents. If you do, I’ll say you attacked me with your thing. We don’t want that to happen, do we?” Penny gritted, squeezing harder. 

“Please! Let go!” Tim gasped.  

Penny released him, shoving the ice pack into his genitals.  

“Repeat after me. I won’t tell my parents Penny kicked me in the nuts. I won’t tell my parents anything Penny did.” She said. 

“I won’t tell my parents Penny kicked me in the nuts. I won’t tell my parents anything Penny did.” Tim nodded rapidly.  

A seductive smile crept across the red-haired sitter's face; everything was going her way. 

“Alright Tim, I believe you. Stay right there. I’ll make us some sandwiches to start off with. I’m actually a reasonable baby-sitter. I’m sure we’ll get along.” Penny said, walking off to the kitchen, leaving Tim with his pain. 

 

Not ten minutes had passed, yet Tim’s ice pack had lost its cool. Tim gingerly lifted it off his testicles; he poked his sack through his red shorts, trying to feel for any irregularities. Other than some sensitivity, they felt fine overall.  

Gaining some confidence back, he decided to confront Penny. Halfway to the kitchen, it dawned on him he had no idea what he was going to say. Penny had already well established what would happen if he told his parents. Still, he decided to enter the kitchen, to at least put away the wet pack. 

“Hey Tim! How are your bits feeling?” Penny giggled. 

The busty baby-sitter was lathering a piece of bread with yellow mustard. Slices of ham and tomato were spread along a cutting board. 

“I hope you like mustard.” She said.  

Tim silently watched her for a moment, specifically at her sloping breasts.  

“I’m fine.” He squeaked, walking past her to the freezer.  

“Coming through Tim!” Penny said, her bare arm brushing past Tim.  

She opened the fridge door, placing the mustard bottle inside. Tim stood, his face a deep red. The stark blue light from the fridge illuminated Penny’s tight breasts; he could see it all up close. She wasn’t wearing a bra! Tim’s mouth was slightly agape, watching his baby-sitter perform a mundane task. 

“Sorry Tim, do you think you could move?” Penny asked, trying to close the fridge door. Too awestruck, Tim hadn’t moved.  

Penny blinked several times, tracing his eyes down to her perky breasts. She squinted, bringing her attention down to his taunt pants. Just as she expected, he was hard. 

She shot her knee out without hesitation, catching both of Tim’s nuts. The boy cried out, his world exploding. 

Tim clutched his testicles, falling to his knees. He groaned before Penny, his eyes level to her smooth legs; his tormentors.  

“Haven’t you learned yet Tim? Get a boner, and I’ll shrink it for you.” Penny bit, assembling their sandwiches like nothing happened. 

Tim felt his erection dissipate, his pain overwhelming. 

“Want your sandwich?” Penny said, handing one down to Tim. 

“I don’t have an appetite.” Tim whined, prodding his screaming testicles, making sure they were still there. 

“Well, view it this way Tim, if you stop getting erections, I won’t bust your nuts” Penny giggled, walking out to the living room, her high platformers sent vibrations through the wood floor. 

Tim took longer to recover. Penny’s knee had caught the most sensitive area of his already sensitive testicles, scooping up his vas deferens, squishing them against his pelvis. He grabbed another ice pack before walking out into the living room, his intention reaching his room, where he would lock himself up for the rest of the day, trying to recuperate his manhood. 

“Feeling a little better?” Penny asked, licking her fingers free of mustard; she had already finished her sandwich. Her thick black platformers were next to the teal couch. Penny had already made herself at home, her black socks resting on a low coffee table. 

“I’m going into my room.” Tim grumbled, trying to limp away. 

“Stop.” Penny commanded, standing.  

The red-haired sitter strutted to Tim, pushing her tits out. She stood less than a meter away, looking down on him. Even without her heavy platformers, she was far taller. 

“Tell me, how do your balls feel?” She sneered. 

“They hurt.” Tim admitted, readjusting the blue pack on his brutalized junk. 

“Let me see.” Penny commanded, bending down until her nose was inches away from Tim’s junk; the cold from the pack tickling her face. 

“What?” John blushed, taking a nervous step back. 

“You heard me. I want to make sure they aren't broken. I gave them a good racking with my knee earlier.” 

“I’m not showing you my dick!” Tim protested. 

“In case you haven’t been paying attention, I don’t want to see your dick. Now, show me your balls or we’re going to have problems.” Penny said sternly. 

Reluctantly, Tim obeyed his baby-sitter, exposing his hot nuts in front of her. Penny didn’t even blink, instead, she leaned closer, her warm breath tickling Tim’s hairy nut sack.  

Tim gritted his teeth, feeling what was coming. He was getting another erection, of all things. Penny’s beautiful face was just inches away from his most precious part, how could he not get an erection? 

Penny watched as Tim’s penis slowly expanded, his blood giving it new life. She smiled, and stood straight, her red hair flicking behind her, tits bouncing.  

She raised her knee up high, giving John a pleasant helping of her white panties. Another second passed. Penny rocketed the arch of her foot into John’s exposed nuts, a perfect kick from the bend of her knee.  

Tim opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out. He dropped to his knees for the third time, cupping his bare nuts. 

“Tim! You’re such a pervert! I was just trying to help you, and you get another boner? You’re shameless!” Penny huffed. “Pull up your pants, or don’t. I couldn’t care less.” She said, plopping herself back down on the couch. 

Tim buried his red face into the carpet, his bare ass in the air. He held the position indefinitely, trying to comfort his stricken nuts.  

Penny watched him struggle with his nut pain, totally amused. Unconsciously, she touched herself, first caressing her left underboob, then her damp panties. She grinned, thinking of all the ways she could attack Tim’s inflamed nuts, under the guise of killing his boner. 

Tim’s third recovery took the longest, the combined strikes of Penny compounding in a deep, unforgiving agony. Eventually, he gathered the strength to crawl. Still cupping his nuts, he inched his way to his room. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” Penny edged, standing from the couch.  

Tim groaned, trying to crawl faster. Penny wouldn’t allow it. She placed her foot on the small of his back, grinding it into him. 

“We should hang out together some more, why don’t you sit on the couch with me?” Penny giggled. 

Tim grunted. 

“Here, I’ll help you up.” Penny said, hoisting Tim up by the arm.  

The boy’s shorts were still wrapped around his thighs, parts of his red genitals in view of Penny. She giggled, watching his pathetic pair heave with every step. 

“Let me pull up my pants.” Tim said, reaching down.  

“Let's get you seated first.” Penny said; the baby-sitter shoved Tim to the couch, letting him curl up. 

Penny hopped on the couch next to Tim, her hip pressing into his head.  

“Now let’s try this again. Let me see your balls.” Penny commanded. 

“No.” Tim protested, curling more. 

“Don’t be that way.” Penny pouted, pulling Tim’s hands over his head.  

Tim’s body went into a panic, feeling his exposed vulnerability on display for Penny. His baby-sitter knelt above him, her thighs straddling his head. Tim saw her white panties again. He was in awe. Meanwhile, Penny worked his legs, laying them flat on the couch. She bent at her hip, her hanging tits nearly scraping against Tim’s chest. 

“Penny.” Tim yelped; he knew what was to come. 

“They look a little red to me, but not damaged.” Penny shrugged.  

Tim’s cock sprung to life again, unable to resist Penny’s gorgeous body on top of him. 

“Tim. You’re hard again. I’m going to need to punish you.” Penny stated. 

Tim closed his legs; but not before Penny’s fist slammed into his hot nuts. He cried into her panties, the white cloth absorbing most of the unpleasant noise. Penny sat up again; unable to conceal her laugh, she let it all out, watching Tim’s lower body squirm. 

“Let me go!” Tim cried, squeezing Penny’s thighs. 

“Since you asked so nicely.” Penny sighed, releasing her victim.  

Tim rolled off the side of the couch, back to the floor, the white carpet caressing his body. His warbled groan was music to Penny’s ears, knowing that she was the one who started it all. 

“You can just stay right there for now to rest up. Do you want me to grab you another ice pack? I can put it right on your balls.” 

“No.” Tim snapped, perfectly content in the fetal position. 

Penny laid back on the couch, using Tim’s recuperation time to rest. Her curvaceous breasts looked back at her through her thin stripe top. 

 

Penny yawned. At some point, she had drifted off, the comfy couch cradling her as she slept. 

“Tim, you still down there?” Penny asked, too lazy to look for herself. 

His meek groan affirmed it. 

“How long have you been down there for? When do you think you’re going to get up?” Penny huffed, teasing him. 

Tim’s pride had been irreparably damaged by his baby-sitter, in more ways than one. Yet, he still tried to salvage it. He stood slowly, trying to prove to Penny that he was strong. He looked down at her with reproach, trying to figure what she was thinking. The red-haired sitter just stared back at him; it was as if she was waiting for him to make the move. 

“Looks like you’re finally calmed down there, care to sit next to me?” Penny asked, sitting on the far end of the couch; she was clearly looking down, not at Tim. 

Still somewhat in a daze, it took him a moment to comprehend why she was suppressing a smile. He looked down, his flaccid penis and red balls greeting him. He yelped, pulling his shorts up as fast as he could. Penny giggled more, watching Tim’s face turn flush with embarrassment. 

“This isn’t funny.” Tim stammered. 

“Sure it is. It’s kinda cute how embarrassed you are about your balls.” Penny said, her own cheeks reddening. 

“I’m going to my room.” Tim mumbled; he limped away from Penny.  

“Well, if you get hungry let me know. I’ll put your sandwich in the fridge. But if you want anything else, let me know.” Penny called back. 

 

It wasn’t long before Tim returned. It had been an hour since Penny had stricken his nuts, maybe. The time he had been given to recuperate was enough for him to work back up his appetite. Stomach growling, he walked to the kitchen. 

“Oh, Tim! You’re back already?” Penny said.  

The curvy baby-sitter was sitting on Tim’s granite counter, sucking on a honey covered spoon. She licked it clean of its sticky gunk, watching Tim cross the room to the fridge. She swung her petite feet back and forth, tapping them against the hard wood of the counter, watching Tim walk to the fridge. 

She smiled, and threw down the spoon. The silverware bounced several times before coming to a rest. 

“Oh no! The floor will get all sticky.” Penny gasped.  

Tim’s baby-sitter crouched down on all fours, taking her time to pick up the spoon. She twisted her knees back and forth; her hips rotated as a result, mesmerizingly swaying back and forth. Finally standing, she whirled around, facing awestruck Tim.  

The boy had just consumed a hearty eyeful of his baby-sitter Penny’s pert ass. As it was all the times before, Tim’s cock grew in his pants. His penis unfurled, pressing against his thin underwear and meshy shorts; his nuts were completely defenseless. 

“You’re asking for it Tim!” Penny huffed, not hesitating to bash in Tim’s testicles.  

It was her hardest strike so far. Her fuzzy black sock sent Tim’s testicles into his pelvis, the arch of her foot connecting with his flattened nuts. The unguarded boy was partially launched off the ground, the balls of his feet the only part of him making contact with the floor.  

He let out a high pitch groan, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His erection twitched and sputtered, his member unable to find the stimulus necessary to maintain itself. He collapsed at Penny’s feet. 

“Really Tim, I thought your dick would have learned by this point. Doesn’t getting kicked in the balls hurt? Like, a lot? Whenever I do this usually, they’re down for the entire night. But you just have to keep coming back for more.” Penny sneered; she placed the sticky spoon on the counter and crossed her arms, compressing her chest. 

“I’m sorry Penny, I can’t control it.” Tim sobbed.  

“Stand up.” Penny commanded. 

“What?” Tim coughed. 

“I said stand up Tim. If you don’t, I’ll tell your parents that you tried assaulting me. That should soundly explain your already swollen nuts, don’t you think?” Penny said. 

Tim pressed his arms into the ground, slowly rising to a kneeling position.  

“See Tim. You don’t have a boner, is it really that hard?” Penny said, pointing at his mushy bulge. 

“You kicked me in the balls, how could I possibly have a boner?” Tim coughed, placing his hand on the metallic surface of the freezer behind him for stability. 

“Oh Tim, you’ll need to learn at some point in your life.” Penny sighed. 

The red-haired sitter flicked her hair, brushing strands from her pert chest. She seductively slid her hand down to her stomach, pulling the seam of her shirt up, revealing more and more skin. 

Tim’s eyes widened, watching Penny pull it past her belly button, past her ribs, and to her underboob. 

“Like what you see, Tim?” Penny giggled; Tim’s cock was already throbbing through his red shorts. 

“Well, it looks like I need to teach you another lesson in humility.” Penny grunted, slamming her foot into John’s balls. 

Penny held her foot there, feeling Tim’s nuts shrivel up with pain, his sack scrunching against her. Tim wrapped his arms around Penny's leg, tears running down her smooth thigh. 

“What’s this?” Penny gasped, wiggling her toes on Tim’s crotch; he was still hard. 

Tim humped her leg, seeking pleasure for his cock. Penny looked down at him, trying to figure out what to do.  

“You're certainly persistent, I will give you that Tim.” Penny finally sighed. “Come on, let go. I’m going to give you one more kick.” 

“Please. I need to finish. I promise I’ll be good after this!” Tim pleaded, mashing the tip of his penis into Penny’s shin. 

“You’re disgusting.” Penny spat. “Let go and spread your legs. Right now.” 

Penny pulled away from Tim. Looking down at his crotch, she could see a conspicuous wet spot; pre-cum. 

“Spread your legs.” Penny commanded. 

Tim obeyed, despite knowing what was to come. Penny pressed her right foot into the ground, eyes focused on her two targets.  

“This one is going to really hurt.” Penny bit 

Tim’s baby-sitter's foot zipped past the stagnant air, until it connected right between the boy's testicles. As quick as her leg intruded, it receded backwards, Penny making sure Tim wouldn’t be able to cling to her.  

He cried out, his nuts on fire. Quickly, his boner died down, his spongy meat shriveling into his body.  

“Stay there Tim. I think you need to think about what you’ve done.” Penny huffed. 

“I haven’t done anything. You’re kicking me in the balls for no reason.” Tim protested, writhing in nut tearing pain. 

“Oh, grow a pair Tim.” Penny chuckled, walking back to the living room.

With several more hours until Tim’s parents would come home, Penny had time to wait. It would not be long before she repeated the process of hardening and softening Tim.