With high heels.

“I think I’d like it with High heels.”

Sonja put on her high heels with steel pointy tips and stiletto heels.

“Okay, Loredan, spread your legs a little for me. Yes, like that. I want to make sure I get your balls on the first try! Maybe you want to close your eyes for this.”

“No I want to watch!” said Loredan excitedly. Sonja only smiled.

Mother and son stood facing each other. Son stood with his legs spread...mother stood with her right leg cocked back slightly, like a pistol waiting to go off. “Here goes!!!” Then it happened, Loredan's lifelong fantasy now a reality. His mother swung her foot forward with great speed and accuracy, up between her son’s legs, up between her son’s balls. Sonja's foot made a loud firm sounding ‘SMACK’, and she could actually see her’s son’s balls compress in his tight pants and sort of try to escape her foot by each ball oozing over the sides of her foot. There was no escape though, and his balls erupted in fire by the ferocity of his mother’s kick.

Sonja lowered her leg and watched her son’s reaction closely. She smiled as at first his mouth hung open in a silent scream. Then his eyes started to water. He slowly started to slump to the ground and as he fell he started to cry in earnest and whisper, “My balls, my balls.....ohhhhh my balls!” Loredan curled up in the fetal position as his mother watched.

Sonja looked on, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction and pride at how well she had kicked him. Loredan couldn’t believe the pain he was in and thought he would die from the pain. He could hear his mother chuckling to herself and he remembered that she thought this sort of thing was funny. Sonja waited by her son’s side for 10 minutes before the pain had gone down enough that he could crawl over to the bed and drag himself up to a sitting position.

“Was it everything you hoped for, son?” asked Sonja with the biggest grin he had ever seen.

“Ohhhh,” moaned Loredan softly as he rubbed his swollen nutsack, “I can’t believe you kicked me so hard. You’re my MOM!”

“Hey, don’t forget that you asked to be kicked instead of kneed! Now you can tell ME something. What does it feel like?”

“It’s like the worst pain I’ve ever felt. I wished I didn’t even have balls they hurt so bad! The pain was like all over and seemed to be mostly in the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t hardly breathe and all I could do was cry. It hurt SOOOO bad!!!”

Sonja smiled, content with the answer. “I didn’t pop a ball, did I?” She tried but couldn’t conceal her smile. The thought of popping a guy's balls...even her son’s balls was very amusing to her.

“No, I think I’m gonna be alright.”

“You’ll be walking funny and talking funny for awhile though!”

Again mother and son laughed together.

“Thanks Mom!”

“You’re welcome, son!”

"Of course I kicked you with the top of my foot, if I had aimed at one ball with the tip you would be in far worse a shape.

Loredan gulped as he pondered that remark.

Then Sonja asked him, "Would you like to find out what I mean?"