Mrs Payne was not overly religious but she recognized that the local churches did a lot of good in the community. She was a member of the largest local church and she was active in the Lady's Auxiliary. The auxiliary was dedicated to helping women in the community, not just church members but all women. The auxiliary met weekly. Attendance was small and Mrs Payne had to admit the meetings were not very interesting. Meetings were held in the church addition. Mrs Payne usually got there early to make sure the meeting room was open and there were sufficient chairs. Sometimes there was a boy scout meeting in the basement earlier in the week and the boys would come upstairs and borrow the chairs.
The evening of the weekly meeting Mrs Payne got there a few minutes early and , sure enough, a few of the chairs were gone. She went to the basement stairs and just before she turned on the light she heard a noise and a cough in the basement. With all the cases of male masturbation she had recently come across she thought that one of the boys was downstairs in the dark playing with himself. She realized that he should be broken of the vile masturbation habit before it became too deeply ingrained. She found the flashlight kept in case of a power failure and crept down the stairs. She intended to sneak up on the boy and grab his nuts and give them a good squeezing. She had found that an excellent way to subdue a male and make him receptive to changing his habits. Mrs Payne's whole way of life was dedicated to helping people and she wanted to help the boy downstairs who was jerking off in the dark. She wanted to help him change his ways.
Mrs Payne quietly got to the bottom of the stairs and as her eyes grew accustomed to the dim light she could see someone standing near the stairs, with his pants down around his ankles, masturbating. He was leaning against the wall with his head back and it looked like he had his eyes closed. He was slowly stroking his large erection and moaning with pleasure.
Mrs Payne was incensed. She quickly strode across the floor shouting "What in the name of God do you think you are doing?" With one hand she grabbed his balls and with the other she flicked on the flashlight. She was shocked to see that she didn't have a boy scout by the balls, she had Mr Bob Wacker, the church administrator. He was even more shocked than Mrs Payne. She had caught him jerking off and she had him by the balls. Mrs Payne did what she had always done when she had a man by the balls - she squeezed. Mr Wacker screamed and fell down. Mrs Payne didn't let go of his balls. She went down with him. It ended up with Mr Wacker flat on his back with Mrs Payne sitting on his stomach with a nut firmly grasped in each hand. Mrs Payne , rightly so, considered she was in charge. She said"I'll repeat my question - What in the name of God do you think you are doing?" Mr Wacker was terrified, mortified and in extreme pain. He couldn't think straight. He said "Nothing, I was doing nothing". It was so unexpected that Mrs Payne laughed. She shouted "Nothing! You were doing nothing! Do you call standing in the dark with your pants down masturbating doing nothing? And what about this?" She let go of one of his nuts and grabbed his still stiff erection. She slowly stroked it as she lectured him on the evils of masturbation. Poor Mr Wacker was loosing contact with reality. He was loosing his mind. The shock, the pain and the unbelievable pleasure was pushing him over the edge.
Mrs Payne asked Mr Wacker if he wanted to be broken of his vile masturbation habit. He said "Yes". The poor man would agree to anything Mrs Payne asked. She got up off him but still held him by his erection and his left nut. She told him to step out of his pants which were still around his ankles. She then marched him upstairs to the Ladies Auxiliary meeting.
Most of the usual twenty women were there. There was a gasp of shock and a nervous titter of laughter as Mrs Payne marched Mr Wacker to the front of the room. They had never seen anything like it. Mrs Payne said "I found Bob Wacker at the bottom of the stairs, in the dark, with his pants down and a large erection. Tell the women what you were doing down there Bob." He was no longer Mr Wacker, now he was just Bob. Bob didn't say anything. Mrs Payne started to really squeeze his left nut and Bob shouted "I was jerking off." Mrs Payne said "Bob realizes that is bad and he wants to change his ways, isn't that right Bob?" Mrs Payne was still slowly stroking him and severely squeezing his left nut. Bob shouted "Yes, right, change my ways. Ohh, my nuts, they hurt. Change my ways. Anything you say Mrs Payne."
Mrs Payne asked Susan Jones to take control of Bob while she addressed the meeting. Susan was the youngest member. She went to the local college and was an ardent feminist. She smiled and said she would love to help. She came up front. Mrs Payne instructed Susan to stand behind Bob and hold his nuts from behind with her hand between his legs. She asked her to reach around Bob, grasp his erection and slowly stroke it. Mrs Payne told the meeting about aversion therapy where you apply a painful stimulus at the same time as the patient is experiencing the thing you want to break them of doing. She said that in her companies they are treating four men with masturbation habits. She said they had considered electric shock to the testicles but found that a good squeeze worked just as well and was far simpler. She turned to Bob "Bob, do you want aversion therapy? Just nod your head if you do." Bob wasn't sure what was going on so he just nodded his head.
Mrs Payne instructed Susan to squeeze Bob's nuts. Bob started to wail in agony. Mrs Payne told the meeting that it was for Bob's own good. She told them to be on the lookout for other men in need of therapy. She set up a daily treatment schedule for Bob and asked for volunteers, 2 woman per session. She was very gratified that most of the women volunteered and Mrs Wacker, Bob's wife, put her name down for three sessions and as an alternate if any of the other ladies could not make it. She made it clear that she was looking forward to helping her husband by providing therapy. Mrs Wacker had the local jeweller make her a broach that said "Ballbuster". She was really taking her community charity work to heart.
Mrs Payne sent a newsletter to all church members saying that a church member had been caught with his pants down abusing himself in the church basement. She wrote that some would just ignore it or cover it up but she felt it best to bring it out into the open. The best thing was to help your fellow man and they were helping the masturbator with aversion therapy which was being applied daily and would be applied at the next meeting, Tuesday evening. She briefly explained aversion therapy. She went on to write that the Ladies Auxiliary was engaged in a variety of good works throughout the community and they were always looking for new members and she encouraged all women of the community to attend, church members or not. The only qualification for membership was a desire to help people in the community. She went on to say that if seeing a naked man have his testicles squeezed would be offensive they should not attend the next few meetings.
Next Tuesday was unbelievable. The church parking lot was full, there was a traffic jam out front. They moved the meeting from the small meeting room into the gym. They eventually had to close the doors. It seemed that every woman in town wanted to join the Lady's Auxiliary.
Mrs Payne started the meeting and a few members reported on project they were responsible for such as the upcoming bake sale and the garden show. Susan Jones went up front to report on the progress with the masturbator. She said early indications were that the therapy was very helpful but they had to maintain therapy for some time. There had been no official notification as to the identity of the masturbator but there was a wide spread rumor that it was Mr Wacker. Susan said she would now demonstrate how the therapy was applied. She went to a room off the gym and came back with Mr Wacker. He didn't have any pants or undershorts but he did have a large erection that he was stroking as he walked. Susan was walking right behind him with her hand between his legs holding his nuts. Susan got Mr Wacker to lay down on a table. She strapped him to the table but left one arm free so he could continue to masturbate. Susan said "Now I will begin the therapy. It's really pretty simple, you make sure he is playing with himself then grab a testicle in each hand and squeeze. Not too much, we don't want to cause permanent damage and for Mr Wacker to pass out, we want him to feel this. Mr Wacker, are you feeling this?" Mr Wacker screamed and the women laughed and cheered.
Susan then asked if anyone else at the meeting would like to help Mr Wacker. One of the first to volunteer was Miss Green, the church organist. Although she had been an unpaid church volunteer for many years Mr Wacker was her supervisor and he had always treated her in a disdainful, patronizing manner. Miss Green was an accomplished organist and she loved playing the organ. As much as she loved playing the organ she despised Mr Wacker. She almost ran to the front and said she would love to help Mr Wacker. She didn't wait for any approval or additional instruction. There was Mr Wacker, tied down, naked and vulnerable. Miss Green took her time - this was something to savor and enjoy. She looked at his erection and his balls. She called his name and he looked at her. She smiled malevolently and said "Don't worry Mr Wacker, I'm going to help you even if it means crushing your nuts. Don't think of me as the church organist, think of me as your own personal ballbuster, nutcrusher, testicle squeezer and castrating bitch, dedicated to help you overcome your vile compulsion. " Then she went to work.
