D&D Group Busters: Session 2 (Part 1)

(I’m back! I decided to split this chapter up into two parts just like I did with Session 1, so Part 2 is coming soon.)

https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1sc5i9p/dd_group_busters_session_1_part_2/

Max was abruptly woken up to the sound of Harlem Shuffle by Bob & Earl in his dark room, lit only by the slightest square of dim orange light coming out from around his blackout curtains. He yawned and rubbed his eyes before looking around for the source of the music. Back when he was in high school, he had learned how ineffective regular alarms were for him and that by having different music alarms depending on the event he was getting up for could convince him to get up quicker. Harlem Shuffle was his D&D song. He reached over and flicked on his bedside lamp before picking up his phone and stopping the music.

Max threw off the blankets, exposing his boxers and white undershirt to the air before sitting up and sliding off the bed. He winced a little as he felt his bare feet hit the cold floor of his room. Usually, he wore socks to bed for this reason, but he started sleeping barefoot as of a week and a half ago to prevent any further incidents that involved slipping on the wooden floor. Max stretched as he stood up, feeling a series of pops in his back. He let out a grunt of pleasure at having relieved most of the tension in his body. That being said, it wasn’t all the tension in his body. His sister, Maya’s boyfriend was moving and she had kept making Max help out all week. This was tiring work in the boiling summer heat and left him exhausted by the time they got home each day. As a result, Max hadn’t gotten the chance to jack off in what felt like forever. His balls ached with fullness from a lack of release. Hopefully tonight he could finally get the chance to rub one out since he wouldn’t be tired after D&D.

Max thought about this as he got dressed, throwing on a pair of black, baggy shorts and a blue t-shirt. He grabbed his black socks and took them with him so that he could put them on at the front door where he’d no longer have to worry about slipping. He opened the door to his room and was immediately face to face with his sister, who was grinning wickedly. Before he could react, he saw her drop and disappear from his line of sight. He looked down and saw her in a splits position with her fist clenched and reared back. He tried to move out of the way, but it was already too late. Her fist was swinging up hard between his legs. CRACK!

Max felt the force of the impact and his whole world seemed to slow down as he tried to process what was happening. Wait… what’s going on? He thought to himself. Did she… did she just punch me? Hold on… did that hit me in my- “AAAAAARRGGHHH!!!”

Max screamed as he finally felt the agony spread out from his balls, as if they’d finally figured out what had just happened to them. Max lost full control of his body and his limbs started reacting on instinct. First, his hands shot down to clutch his crotch, where Maya’s knuckles were still digging into his sack, then his thighs closed tightly together. Finally, his legs buckled and he fell down to his knees, curling forward towards his sister.

Maya absolutely cackled as she moved her hand away and slid her leg out from under him. “It’s just like that game, remember?!”

Max groaned in pain and confusion.

Maya stood back up and looked down at her pathetic twin brother as she continued to chuckle. “Remember that Mortal Kombat game we used to play together on the Xbox One? The one where I always played as Cassie Cage and absolutely destroyed you? That was the move I always used in the game!”

Max fell onto his side and groaned some more, curling up into a tight little ball at Maya’s feet.

“Anyways…” Maya continued, “I figured I should get back at you for picking that stupid game over helping your sister and her hottie of a boyfriend.”

“F-fuck you…” Max managed to cough out.

“Yeah, yeah. Fuck you too, bro…” Maya said dismissively as she turned and began walking down the stairs. She then paused and turned back for just a moment. “I’m gonna go get my pussy absolutely crushed by that monster between my boyfriend’s legs. You have fun with your nerd shit. Oh, and don’t be on the floor too long. I actually like Sarah, and I’d hate for you to keep her waiting.” With that, Maya walked down the stairs and out the front door.

Max continued lying there for what felt like forever. The pain in his nuts pulsed in and out unpredictably, beginning to fade away just long enough for him to get hope only to return immediately worse than ever. After about ten minutes, during one of the fade outs, Max realized he had to leave for Sarah’s house soon or he’d be late. He started to roll over, only for another wave of agony to crash over him. He fell immediately back into his previous position and curled up even tighter. He no longer cared about getting to Sarah’s house on time. He just needed the pain to go away. Finally, after another twenty minutes, Max managed to climb onto his hands and knees and crawl over to the stairs. He managed to position himself so that he was sitting on the top stair, ready to slide down it like a little kid. He slowly slid off the first stair and felt the THUD! Of him landing with his ass sitting directly on his balls.

“Ow ow ow!!!” He cried out. God, I’m glad nobody’s here to see this… He thought to himself. After sitting there for a few more minutes, he managed to roll back on his hands and knees and begin crawling down the stairs. Each step he took jostled his package a little and forced him to take a brief pause. When he finally reached the bottom of the stairs, he collapsed on his back, breathing heavily. “Why the fuck did Maya have to do this to me?” He whined to himself. Max looked over at the front door where his shoes were. He crawled over to his shoes, struggled to put them on, and then reached up and turned the door handle.

Once he’d managed to open the door and crawl out to his car, Max clambered into his car and sat in the comfort of his leather seat. He took a few deep breaths before starting his car.

Even though it was quite a distance, Max knew the way to Sarah’s house by heart. He’d been going there for Steve’s campaigns for years and the path had properly ingrained itself in his brain. If it weren’t for traffic, he was sure he could make it there blindfolded. But this time was different. He knew he’d taken too long to get to his car and he was speeding. He knew he wasn’t going to be the first one there like he usually was, but he’d be damned if he was going to be late. As he drove, he tried to come up with explanations for why he was later than usual. “Well, you know… traffic was… shit, no. That’ll never work. They’re all driving too, so they’ll know the traffic’s not that bad.” Max considered his options. “Why don’t I just tell them my sister punched me in the nuts?” He began to blush as he thought about admitting that to all those beautiful girls. “Nope, nope, nope! If I say that, they’ll never let me live it down! It’s bad enough that they wouldn’t shut up about balls last week! I can’t give them more material to work with.”

When Max arrived at Sarah’s house, he saw everyone else’s cars already there. He parked his car and pulled out his character sheet. He opened the door and climbed out, standing fully upright for the first time since he’d been punched. The pain in his balls had faded to a dull ache, but there was a sharp spike of pain when he took a step and his right nut brushed against his thigh. He closed the car door and waddled up to Sarah’s door, being careful to avoid causing too much friction with his sack. He opened the door without knocking as per usual and saw everyone in their seats from last time.

Sarah was writing some things down behind the DM screen, so Max couldn’t get a good look at her below the back of her head. Unlike last time, she was wearing her light brown hair down. Across the table from her was Lily, who was wearing her usual black hoodie and some black basketball shorts. On her lap was Milo, curled up and purring with his face nestled in the softness of her hoodie. Lily was gently petting his back. Daphne sat to Lily’s left, munching on some chips while giving Lily a jealous glare. She was wearing a pink short sleeved button up and a short, black skirt. To Lily’s right was Vanessa, who was sitting with her long, toned legs crossed and watching Milo intently with those beautiful brown eyes of hers. She was wearing a black sports bra and dark gray gym shorts. But Max’s attention was drawn most to Jennifer, who was seated between Sarah and Vanessa. He thought he’d gotten an eye full last week, but this time she was wearing a small black tank top and seemingly no bra. She was also wearing a black lace flare miniskirt with a chunky leather belt that didn’t seem to be attached to anything and was purely there for stylistic effect.

Max hobbled forward, looking Jennifer up and down, not realizing that everyone at the table had turned to look at him. He stared at her pale knees, his eyes followed up her thick, creamy thighs into the depths of her lace black skirt. His eyes moved above her skirt to her belt which had a big metal buckle and various spikes sticking out of it. It sat below her tank top, but there was a space where her pale midriff snuck out. Her stomach seemed nice and soft, but not to the point that it took away from her hourglass figure. Her tank top stretched tightly across her ample chest and Max could see her nipples poking through the fabric. His gaze drifted up to her incredible expanse of cleavage, up past her collarbone, up her neck, and to her big, beautiful eyes which were… glaring daggers at him.

“Sh-shit! I-I uh…” Max stammered.

“Why are you late?” Jennifer inquired, her eyes still narrowed.

Max began stumbling forward towards the table, looking over at Sarah who wasn’t giving him as hard of a glare as Jennifer, but was still staring suspiciously. “W-well, you know… traffic and… they started doing construction near my house that I didn’t know about, so I wasn’t able to plan ahead for it.”

“What’s up with the walk?” Lily asked with a smile as she began scratching behind Milo’s ear, prompting him to start kicking his hind foot out and itching his side. “Hehe! You’re waddling like a duck!”

“I uh…” Max limped to his chair and sat down between Sarah and Daphne. “I think I sprained my ankle yesterday as I was helping my sister’s boyfriend move”

“Awww, poor Max!” Daphne cried out dramatically. She leaned over, placing her hands on his cheeks and pulling his head in for a spontaneous hug. “Helping your sister’s boyfriend… that’s so nice of youuu!”

Max’s arms flailed wildly out behind him in confusion. He appreciated how soft and warm her body felt and how nice and calming her arms felt around his head, especially after he’d taken that blow from his sister earlier. That being said, this was really unexpected of Daphne and Max wasn’t sure what her end goal was. “D-Daphne… what are you-“ Max’s words were cut off by Daphne pulling him even closer, smothering his face between her massive tits through the pink fabric of her button up shirt.

“Daphne, what the hell are you doing?” Lily asked with a sigh, sounding irritated with Daphne’s antics.

“Whaaat?” Daphne whined to Lily. “His foot hurts!”

Max couldn’t see it, but he could sense that Lily was giving Daphne her usual raised eyebrow look like she wasn’t buying it.

“Fine…” Daphne declared as she pulled Max’s face even closer into her chest. “You get to have your little guy, so I wanted to have one of my own!” She began stroking the top of Max’s head like he was a cat.

Max heard Sarah burst out laughing on his left while a few of the other girls began to chuckle too.

“Daphne… my girl…” Lily said through a facepalm. “You’re shoving him directly into your boobs.”

“Whaaat?” Daphne said innocently before pulling Max head away from her chest so that she could look down at his face. Max gasped for air, blushing like crazy. Daphne’s concerned expression morphed back into a big grin. “Nooo, he just loves the hugs and headpats!” Daphne pulled Max’s head back to her chest, not as tight this time so he could still breathe, and began scratching the top of his head. “Who’s a good boyyy? You are! You’re our good boy!”

Max had stopped struggling, but he was still uncomfortable being treated like a pet. He couldn’t deny that Daphne’s hand felt good scratching his head, but the whole ordeal felt very degrading. As she scratched, Daphne’s thumb found its way to a small spot on Max’s scalp behind his right ear and suddenly Max’s mind went blank. He was in heaven, his muscles went limp and he melted into the softness of Daphne’s embrace. All he could think about was how good Daphne’s thumb felt on his head and how he wanted to stay like that forever.

“Ooh! I found his weak spot!” Daphne exclaimed.

“Well…” Lily began to cut in before giving up. “Actually, never mind. Sure, Daphne… Max’s weak spot is behind his ear.”

“Obviously not like that, silly!” Daphne said with a giggle. “All guys have one spot on their body that makes them absolutely collapse with pleasure. Usually, it’s around their head or neck. It’s not a sexual thing, it’s just because guys have an instinctual urge to be owned like pets!” Daphne continued scratching at the spot behind Max’s ear, harder now.

“Can we uhh… move on with the game?” Sarah urged while still hiding a laugh.

“Oh, right!” Daphne’s body straightened up. “Sorry, Max” She whispered in his ear before removing her hand from his head.

Max’s head collapsed in Daphne’s soft, pillowy thighs upon being let go. He rubbed his face around in their warmth before looking up at Daphne’s face and letting out a complaining moan. Suddenly, all the thoughts in his brain rushed back and Max realized how pathetic he looked. He quickly pushed off of Daphne’s thighs and sat upright in his chair awkwardly. He looked around the room and saw Lily smirking, Sarah clearly pretending to look irritated, Jennifer had a pleased smile on her face, but the most peculiar reaction was Vanessa. Vanessa was eyeing him up and down with a scientific curiosity. Her beautiful brown eyes were squinted and Max could practically see the gears turning in her head, though he had no idea what they were turning about.

“S-so… uhh…” Max stuttered out. “Where did we leave off again?”

Sarah straightened up in her chair. “So you just fought a gang of drow in the tavern. You managed to kill two of them, castrate one of them, and send another fleeing and on fire. The main drow, the female one, threw down some sort of telepathic flash bang and disappeared along with the castrated one.” Sarah glanced over at Max and her eyes suddenly lit up. “Ooh! And before she left, the lead drow gave Max a final kick in the balls while he was down, leaving him floored and in pain…” Sarah smirked as she remembered their running joke from before. “like a little bitch… hehe…”

“Can we please get on with it?” Max asked uncomfortably, not wanting to be reminded of the dull ache that was still present in his testicles from his sister’s punch that morning.

“It’s okay, Max…” Daphne soothed while reaching up and petting the back of his head. “She’s just quickly recapping where we were at.”

“Yeah…” Lily said with a snort. “Not to mention, we waited for you while you enjoyed scratches to your little so called ‘weak spot’. Carry on, Sarah.”

“As I was saying…” Sarah briefly glared at Max. “You were in the tavern with two dead drow bodies when you heard from outside,” She once again took on that gruff voice from last session. “You have been disturbing the peace of this kingdom with your barbaric fighting! Come out with your hands empty and raised! By order of the king, you are under arrest!”

Vanessa began. “Alright, so obviously we need to go out there-“

“And kick their asses!” Lily finished.

“I don’t know if that’s really a good idea, Lily…” Daphne responded. “There could be a lot of guards out there.”

“Yeah, but we can just kick their balls like we did with the dark elves!” Lily retorted.

“No, no… Daphne’s right.” Vanessa said hesitantly. “They could be wearing cups, or there could be women. It’s better if we just start by going out there and seeing what we’re up against.”

“I mean if it’s only a couple of dudes, we can absolutely kick their balls!” Daphne said excitedly. “But if it’s more than that, then it would probably be better to surrender and wait to escape whatever cage they lock us in.”

“What about Max?” Vanessa asked, seeming to have just realized something.

“What about me?” Asked Max, confused as to what Vanessa was referring to.

“Well you’re still on the ground, remember? That drow stomped you in the nuts before she disappeared. It’s gonna take you a bit to feel better.”

“Oh…” Max began blushing. He knew that had happened, but he didn’t think about how that would affect this session.

“I can carry him” Jennifer announced. “I’m a half-orc, so I can handle the weight with ease.”

“Perfect!” Daphne said with a giggle. “So we’ll go out there, Jennifer will carry Max, and depending on how many people there are, we either surrender or fight back.”

“So you all go out the front door?” Sarah asked. Everyone at the table nodded. “You’re immediately completely surrounded by about twenty guards, all men, and all wearing metal breastplate armor and armed with longswords. One of them has some sort of magic horn that seems to be amplifying the sound of his voice.”

“We can take them…” Lily said with her character’s soft voice and British accent. “I run up and kick the one with the horn right in the balls!”

“Lily, wait!” Daphne starts to say with her character’s high voice which contrasted the character’s menacing, demonic teifling look. “err-… I mean… wait a minute, we still don’t know each other’s names, do we?”

“Nope!” Sarah said with a smile. “Similar to my brother, I want you guys to be as immersed in this as possible and that means not getting information until your characters would naturally discuss it. In other words, you don’t know each other’s names yet.”

“Oh, alright. Well in that case, I just say ‘Wait’ and try to stop… the elf…” Daphne said while gesturing to Lily.

“I’m gonna need you two to roll competing dexterity checks” Sarah said, excited at the conflict already arising between the characters. Daphne and Lily rolled for dexterity, but Lily rolled higher. “Alright, so Daphne, you were unable to stop Lily from attacking the guard. Lily, roll to kick him in the balls! Hehe!”

Lily excitedly got ready to roll, but before she could do so, the doorbell rang. Lily set down her D20 with a look of disappointment on her face.

“I’ll get it…” Sarah sighed as she got up from her chair and started walking towards the door. This was the first time Max was seeing her outfit since she’d been hiding behind the DM screen. She was wearing teal sweatpants which moved loosely around her legs as she walked, allowing Max to get a sense of her shapely little ass. She also wore a green short sleeve scoop neck shirt that matched her eyes and hugged her round tits tightly.

Max was suddenly snapped out of the trance when he felt a socked foot slide its way up his inner right thigh and find its way on his crotch. He looked around at the girls surrounding him, trying to figure out whose foot it was. He knew it couldn’t be Daphne because the angle was wrong, but it could be any of the three other girls at the table. None of them gave any indication that it was them though. They were all looking at Sarah as she answered the door. He felt the foot poking around at his crotch, feeling its way around his rapidly hardening cock. Oh, god, I hope it’s Jennifer… he thought to himself. His eyes drifted over to Jennifer’s chest. He stared at her perfect, gigantic hanging breasts, observed her nipples poking through the fabric, and how the straps on her tank top struggled to support the immense weight of her tits, causing it to stretch taught between them and awkwardly stretch downwards, giving him an amazing view of her cleavage. He continued to stare, pleased with himself for finding a brief pause in which he knew nobody was looking at him and he could appreciate this goddess that sat before him. As he pictured himself diving over the table and worshiping her boobs, Max felt the foot on his crotch suddenly slide down his shaft and felt their big toe dig hard into his right nut. Max sat up suddenly, a panicked look in his eye as he looked around, desperately trying to figure out who was doing this to him. All four of the girls at the table looked over at him with concern and confusion, none of them giving themselves away. The pain in his balls from that morning was dramatically amplifying what was happening to him then and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could take this secret assault.

“It’s for you, Daphne” Sarah said as she walked back from the door and over to her seat.

“Ooh! I wonder who it is!” Daphne said excitedly as she got up from her seat. As soon as she stood up, the foot pressed down hard into Max’s right nut and twisted, squashing his aching testicle against his chair before slipping away and letting his ball pop out from under the toe.

Max bent over at the table with a groan, his head spinning. His hands moved to hold his now released testicle.

“What’s the matter, Max?” Sarah asked, a look of genuine concern on her face. “What just happened? Are you okay?”

“Y-yep…” Max lied, knowing that whoever had just done that to him had intended for it to be secret and he didn’t want to give them a reason to hurt him there more. “J-just… had a big breakfast this morning… it’s not quite sitting right…”

Daphne returned from the door, blushing like crazy. As she pulled out her chair, she tripped over the leg and fell towards Max. She caught herself by sticking her hand out to catch on Max’s chair, but the palm of her hand instead landed right on Max’s right ball, mashing it into his seat once again. Max squirmed and held in a yelp, not wanting to look weak in front of the girls.

“Oh my god!” Lily screamed.

“Daphne, are you okay?” Vanessa asked with concern.

As Max sat there in pain and Daphne tried to catch her balance, he realized he could see right down her shirt. He gazed into the deep expanse of Daphne’s cleavage. Her breasts were big and soft. They were also similarly tanned to her arms and face, suggesting that she’d recently been to the beach. She had freckles spattered about her chest and as he stared, Max’s cock began to harden even more. This moment was however, tainted as Daphne’s palm was still crushing his right nut. As much as he loved seeing her in that position, he was going to need her to move if he ever wanted to have kids. Max realized Daphne had been there for a solid few seconds and wondered why she hadn’t moved and released him from his torture yet.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” Daphne said, still catching her breath. “Max’s hand was on his chair, so he was able to catch me.”

It was in that moment that Max realized his hands were still below the table from nursing his groin after the mystery girl’s foot had worked him over. Daphne must’ve felt her hand hit something warm and fleshy, seen how Max’s arm was positioned, and assumed he’d caught her with his hand.

“Y-yep…” Max said with a grimace. “I- ugh… I c-caught her…”

After what felt like forever, Daphne finally moved to sit down in her chair. Instead of standing up first though, she pivoted her ball crushing hand as she moved directly to sitting down, causing her hand to twist Max’s testicle around even more. Finally, once she was seated, she moved her hand, prompting Max to let out a groan of relief and cough a few times.

“Are you okay, Max?” Daphne asked him.

“Y-yeah, I’m… I’m fine…” Max struggled to reply. “J-just… big breakfast this morning, that’s all… it’s not sitting right…”

“Alright, shall we carry on?” Sarah asked, happy to be back to the game. “When we left off, Lily was about to kick a guard right in the nuts!”