A Sister's Brutal Lesson

 

"Shut it twerp! You have to do what I say, mom said so! Now you better get to cleaning up!" Shouted Zoey at her little brother.
She was a fourteen year old blonde and tanned bossy brat.
Zoey always got a kick out of pushing her little brother around, not that he could ever really put up a fight.
She was three years his senior and Miles barely came up to her chest in height, and weighed probably just over half of what she did.
He was blonde like his sister but his hair was even lighter than hers, practically flaxen in color.
Another reason he was fun for Zoey to bully, with his curly mop of hair on his head, he was undeniably pretty cute.
"It's not fair! Why do I have to do all the chores!" Her younger brother complained while stamping his feet.
"Because you're the youngest and a boy!" Zoey snapped back.
Miles wouldn't budge, "Whatever! I'm not doing it!"
"Yes you will!"
"No I won't!"
"YES YOU WILL!"
"NO. I. WON'T!" Miles punctuated his yell with a hard two handed shove to his sister.
Unfortunately for him, being the height as he was, he pushed on both of Zoey's squishy breasts.
"Hey! You little perv! Oh you're so gonna get it now!"
She moved towards him with such furious intention that it scared Miles and he began to stumble backwards.
"H-hey wait a minu-" His voice was abruptly cut sharp, by the bony shin of his sister flying into his dangling little gonads.
*WHACK!*
Miles let out a high pitched squeak that turned into a deep groan, "Aughhhhhhh...."
He clutched at his suddenly aching nads and bent over, his legs just barley keeping him upright.
"Wh-why?" He managed through gritted teeth.
"You had it coming loser"
"That's so unfair." Said Miles with a sniffle, now resting his weight against a wall.
"Not my fault you have balls, next time just be born a girl."
"Whatever!" Miles scoffed at her, "boys are stronger anyway, I wouldn't want to be a girl!"
Zoey laughed in his face at that, "I just put you against the wall with one kick, obviously boys are weaker."
"Nuh-uh!" Miles yelled, "Boys are stronger! Plus I could floor you with just one kick easily!"
Again Zoey laughed before her voice took on a very serious, challenging tone,
"Go on then. Try it." She even spread her legs apart so Miles would have an easier time taking aim.
Miles looked at her with smug confidence, "Easy."
He cocked his leg back and than with a bit of a jump kicked his sister right in the smooth crease between her legs.
Zoey winced a bit, her legs wobbled from the impact.
Miles smile grew wider as the kick landed, sure that it would bring his sister to the ground.
His smile faded and was replaced with a look of shock when his sister quite easily kept her footing.
She looked back at him and smiled devilishly, "Told you."
"So I think it's my turn again." Cooed Zoey as she walked towards her little brother menacingly.
He was so shocked that he couldn't find the strength to move, "B-but that doesn't make any sense. Its not fair."
His voice made his disbelief plainly evident.
Zoey hugged her brother tightly, pushing his face into her breasts, "Nobody ever said anything about fair brat."
Her knee flew up and cracked his nads, pressing the soft spongy orbs back up against his pelvis.
*CRACK!*
Zoey smirked as she heard the boy's groan muffled in between her soft mounds.
She felt his legs go limp and let him go, causing him to smack against the ground.
Miles cupped his balls and began to roll on the ground, coughing and sputtering.
"Aghhhhhhhhhh," Came the strained groan of the downed boy as a second rush of nut pain coursed through his groin to his stomach.
"Awhhhh poor tough guy, what happened to all that machismo?"
Zoey crouched down beside him and pulled down his trousers so that only his undies covered him.
Miles hardly noticed as his mind was solely focused on how it felt like his insides were being turned into liquid from the burning pain in his balls.
When his vision finally started to return to him his sister was standing over him.
Miles went to rub his eyes to clear them, a mistake he realized all too late.
His sister's foot was suddenly resting atop the bulge in his undies.
The boy couldn't help but make a little squeak as the girl let her foot rest on his nads.
Slowly she began increasing the pressure on his boybag, gently twisting and grinding her foot as she did so.
Miles protests started as low pleading whimpers but soon turned into loud and pained groans.
"You know the funny Miles? Is that I could take on bigger guys than me just because of their balls."
She punctuated her sentence with a painfully short sharp kick to her brother's plums.
*SMACK!*
His voice reached another crescendo as the pain flooded through his body once more.
"So you really had no chance, I'm stronger than you AND you have balls! You had no chance."
"W-why doesn't it hurt you? I kicked you it should have hurt you!"
Zoey looked down at him and rolled her eyes,
"Need a demonstration huh? Fine."
She crouched down once more and with some protest from Miles, managed to take off his underwear.
Outflopped his little boy ballies, now swollen and hanging low.
Zoey snatched them up in her hand and pressed her fingernails into them.
Miles whole body flinched at that and she heard him begin to hyperventilate from the pain.
"These are balls. Dangly. Sensitive," She made sure to squeeze down on his already battered sack when she said that, "and delicate. That's what makes you a boy."
Her fingers pushed into his malleable nutsack roughly for a moment more before she let his boys breath.
Miles took a deep inhale as soon as the pressure was gone, tears now streaming freely down his cheek.
Zoey stood up again and this time slid off her yoga pants.
She couldn't help but giggle at her little brother's reaction, his eyes popped even wider than when she had kicked him the first time.
Teasingly and slowly she slid off her panties, so that she was completely bare.
"This," The blonde said now a grin covering her whole face, "Is a pussy. It's smooth and soft and doesn't dangle, look I can close my legs without squishing anything."
The boy's eyes were transfixed on the pink slit between his sister's legs, the new found envy only made his cracked nuts burn more.
His sister looked down at her brother and his swollen sack, "Admit it, it's better to be a girl."
"N-no, I won't."
"Oh?" Asked his sister with her trademark sarcasm, "Well then…"
*WHACK!*
Zoey's foot once again shot into her brother's groin, the nuts in his bag squirming around to escape the brutalizing kick.
This time the boy laid flat on his back, the pain almost mind numbing now, his whole lower body felt like it was at the same time numb and bruised.
His sister squatted down over his face, now her glistening vag was just inches from her brother's face.
He looked now at her laughing while he was rolling in pain.
His nuts were in pure, aching agony, while her smooth slit was perfectly fine.
"G-girls have it better." They boy said before putting his head back and almost passing out.
"Hahaha awhhhh good boyyyy" Said his sister, still mockingly.
When Miles finally composed himself and got back up it had been nearly 45 minutes.
He put on his clothes and slowly and painfully walked downstairs to the kitchen.
Each brush of his balls against the fabric of his underwear sent waves of nausea through his body.
To help this, he stood with his legs farther apart which made his walk look hilarious to anyone else observing him.
In kitchen was his sister, sat at the table and gleefully eating some cereal.
He sat across from her at the table and folded his arms,
"I'm telling mom."
That got a laugh from Zoey.
"Okay," She said with a shrug, "Go ahead."
Miles looked at her confused, "You're gonna be in so much trouble!"
"You sure about that?"
"Obviously! mom's gonna kill you!"
"Hey Miles?"
"W-what?" The tone his sister took was shaking the boys confidence.
"Do you remember all those times mom accidentally hit you in the sack?"
The boy's stomach dropped, he didn't like were this was going.
"It started when you were pretty young, maybe three years ago or so. Or all the times mom saw me hit you in the balls but pretended like she didn't."
"What...no she wouldn't. She had to have just not seen you."
"Or the times were she wouldn't even punish me outside of scolding me and then giving me a wink. But heres the best part. The person who told me to hit your little ballies if you got out of line today. Yup. It was mom!" Zoey took a moment to laugh in Miles face.
"She told me to crack her little princes jewels if I needed to!"
The sound of the front door opening got both of their attentions.
Zoey looked back at her horrified little brother with smug grin,
"Oh look that must be her now!"