More Ballbusting

Grace moved to straddle her opponent, placing her knees on either side of his body. She had a sadistic grin on her face, as if she enjoyed busting his balls. She grabbed his hands, moving them from his balls to above his head, holding them with hers. Josh struggled mightily, but the 2 crotch shots were enough to sap his strength to a point where a 115 pound teenage girl could hold him down. After a few seconds, he resigned to his fate and stopped struggling.

"Looks like I've got you now. This is so empowering, being able to hold down a bigger guy."

Her trash talking made Josh redouble his efforts at escape, but it was useless.

"Time to end this."

She moved her right knee between his legs. As soon as she did this, his eyes shot out and he started flailing around trying to get her off of him.

"1," she swung her knee back then forwards.

"2," she now had a very wide smile.

"3." She shot her knee forward into his crotch and was delighted at the pained cry he released. Not content with only one shot, she moved her knee back and hit him again, then one more time for good measure. Her opponent was lying unmoving on the ground, muffling a few **** pained sounds. Grace had the match won and now it was just a matter of how.