skweezme
11-23-2021, 05:59 PM
My cunt was tingling and getting moist. He was starting to sob now, groaning behind the gag as I turned the screw a bit further, increasing the pressure on his poor balls.
I’d been looking for a good ball-crushing sex toy for a while. Tried a few different things. Perspex plates that you could screw down seemed to be popular and looked good but it was always a faff to get the balls and cock through the holes and to keep the squashed balls away from the screws as the balls expanded under pressure. I didn’t want to tear the skin. I wanted to concentrate on crushing pain.
“I’m sure you can take a bit more!”
He shook his head and tried to plead with me but it was difficult with that ball-gag in his mouth. I ignored him anyway. Tightened it a bit more. Now he was screaming behind the gag, sounding so desperate! His stomach was trembling, his tied legs kicking. He really wanted me to stop!
This torture device was fantastic! It was stainless steel, quite heavy. It had three different components. Firstly, I’d captured his balls in the two-piece main stage. It fastened them with an allen key. It had two long bolts extending from it to attach the ball-stretching plate. The stretching plate had knurled knobs attached to the long bolts so that the captive balls could be stretched tight in their ball-sack away from the base-plate.
Before we started I wasn’t all that bothered about stretching his balls, I was more interested in the crushing potential of the third plate which I was going to attach below the stretcher. But it turned out that the stretching-plate was really good and already he was in agony.
When I attached the ball-crushing plate below his tightly-stretched balls I had a moment of sadistic bliss. Was I really going to do this?
I was! So I did…
The ball-crushing plate had wing nuts that made it easier to turn for the best effect.
Now he was really screaming despite the gag. In one way I knew he’d be disappointed afterwards looking back if I hadn’t been very cruel to him. But also I was enjoying his agony and my power over him. I’d realised some time ago that I actually enjoyed being sadistic.
“Hmmm…think you can take a bit more?”
His expression was priceless. He shook his head and cried out but I couldn’t tell what he was saying. Was he begging me to stop?
“I think you can!”
I tightened up the crushing plate, then ****** the stretching plate further down. Now he was screaming even more. Perfect!
I clambered up over him onto his desperately heaving chest and sat there, enjoying his agony and pressing my hot cunt own on him, rubbing myself on him with my full weight. My orgasm was spectacular, unlike any before. I rode him til I was finished.
I’d been looking for a good ball-crushing sex toy for a while. Tried a few different things. Perspex plates that you could screw down seemed to be popular and looked good but it was always a faff to get the balls and cock through the holes and to keep the squashed balls away from the screws as the balls expanded under pressure. I didn’t want to tear the skin. I wanted to concentrate on crushing pain.
“I’m sure you can take a bit more!”
He shook his head and tried to plead with me but it was difficult with that ball-gag in his mouth. I ignored him anyway. Tightened it a bit more. Now he was screaming behind the gag, sounding so desperate! His stomach was trembling, his tied legs kicking. He really wanted me to stop!
This torture device was fantastic! It was stainless steel, quite heavy. It had three different components. Firstly, I’d captured his balls in the two-piece main stage. It fastened them with an allen key. It had two long bolts extending from it to attach the ball-stretching plate. The stretching plate had knurled knobs attached to the long bolts so that the captive balls could be stretched tight in their ball-sack away from the base-plate.
Before we started I wasn’t all that bothered about stretching his balls, I was more interested in the crushing potential of the third plate which I was going to attach below the stretcher. But it turned out that the stretching-plate was really good and already he was in agony.
When I attached the ball-crushing plate below his tightly-stretched balls I had a moment of sadistic bliss. Was I really going to do this?
I was! So I did…
The ball-crushing plate had wing nuts that made it easier to turn for the best effect.
Now he was really screaming despite the gag. In one way I knew he’d be disappointed afterwards looking back if I hadn’t been very cruel to him. But also I was enjoying his agony and my power over him. I’d realised some time ago that I actually enjoyed being sadistic.
“Hmmm…think you can take a bit more?”
His expression was priceless. He shook his head and cried out but I couldn’t tell what he was saying. Was he begging me to stop?
“I think you can!”
I tightened up the crushing plate, then ****** the stretching plate further down. Now he was screaming even more. Perfect!
I clambered up over him onto his desperately heaving chest and sat there, enjoying his agony and pressing my hot cunt own on him, rubbing myself on him with my full weight. My orgasm was spectacular, unlike any before. I rode him til I was finished.