Thank you, BallbustingPrincess!
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Thank you, BallbustingPrincess!
“No! No I mean…”
I’m desperate.
“…I mean please just…can we…will you really stop now? Please, I…I mean, really stop, please Jane?”
She folds her arms under her tits and looks at me with disappointment. I feel like shit, like I’m letting her down. But it hurts so much.
“So it’s ‘Jane’ now, is it?”
“Please…I’m sorry…”
“Who’s this ‘Jane’?”
“What? I mean…what do you mean?
“Jane isn’t here at the moment, Peter. You know that. It’s just me and you. And I’m your Mistress”
“No but please, Jane! Ohhh please?!!”
“Sorry, Peter! This is what you’re getting! What do you want your Mistress to do now? Do you want me to let you out of the vice and carry on working on your balls?”
“Please Jane! Don’t! I mean it…I…oh please?”
“So you want us to finish the vice game?”
I realise she’s not going to stop. I just want it to end.
“The last throw was a three, by the way. I’ll have to tighten it a bit more. But then we’d still have another…two goes?”
The possibilities make me feel sick. But then it’d be over. I really want this to be over.
“You might be alright, pet…you might be lucky! And then I’ll try really hard to make you have a really amazing orgasm. You’ll’ve deserved it for being so brave. So do you want to carry on with the vice? Just two more turns after this one? Then I’ll wank you off? Trouble is though, pet, I might have to turn it tighter! Or do you want some hard Ballbusting and me sitting on your face until you’ve…satisfied me? I’ll enjoy that. I’ll make sure you don’t, pet. It’s your call!”
No, thankyou for such a wonderfull story! :)
Be nice if a friend of hers joined in to....
each working on a ball each or something.
Oh I think we will ALL enjoy whatever she decides to do to him.
I know I will.*g* *wriggles in chair and crosses her legs* Mmmmm *w*
BBP
“Yes…oh yes please Mistress!” I beg.
“Yes to what?”
“I mean, yes…could you just finish…doing the…with the…vice?”
“You really want me to carry on? I’ve got to tighten it up a bit more, haven’t I? Then we’ll have another couple of turns…OK?”
“Yes Mistress!” I desperately want this over, finished.
Smiling, she moves her hands to the vice again. I’m sweating. Trying to hold my breath as she slowly tightens the handle even more. It’s excruciating. I cry out.
“Does that hurt, pet? Good! Just two more to go now!”
I can’t believe how cruel she is. The pain is terrible. Nauseating.
But she’s nearly finished. Then she’s going to make me come. I just have to take what’s coming beforehand. Now. If I can.
He’s really groaning and squirming. Looks like he’s suffering. Badly. Good!
I pick the dice up again. Take my time rolling it around in my fingers. Squeezing it. Watching him squirming about. Just two more goes. Ah well. I roll the dice.
“It’s a one! Have to make it a bit tighter, pet!” I laugh.
“No! Please! Aaargh…oh no…aargh!”
I move my hands slowly back to the vice. Take the handle and start to turn it. He’s screaming for me to stop now.
I don’t.
Slowly…slowly…tighter and tighter. A full quarter turn.
Then a bit more.
Then I start to finger myself. I’m hot and wet. It feels delicious! His screams start to subside.
“Oh God! Oh God! Please Mistress…! Please undo it!”
“Oh, come on, pet! Just one more turn…” I pick the dice up again and let it roll.
“Oh dear! Look at that, pet!”
He doesn’t respond. His eyes are screwed up tight. I put a hand behind his head again and force it up so he can see. His eyes open in fear and pain.
“Look pet! It’s a five! See?”
I know I’m ******* his chin hard against his chest and he can hardly breathe. He’s beginning to panic. I hold him there for a while, enjoying using my strength to hurt him. Then I let his head back and take hold of the handle. Begin turning it. It’s harder to turn, but it turns slowly. I’m probably not far off doing some real damage now. But I carry on turning the handle. A quarter-turn. More. Just to the edge. Just before something gives.
Then I stop and watch his agony, listening to his screams become sobs, pleasuring myself.
“There! That’s it! Well done! Just one more thing before I let your balls go!”
I climb up onto the bench, turn my back to him, and settle myself down onto his face, muffling his screams and groans with my throbbing cunt. I use my weight. It feels so good! I’m starting to come. I reach forwards and turn the handle just a little more, making him buck and scream under me.
Yes!
I settle back heavily onto his face and begin to climax.
Oh yesss!
How was that for you, BallbustingPrincess? Wriggling in chair and stuff? ;)
Or anyone else?
Ooooooh skweezme what can I say! *looking alittle flush*
Mmmmm very nice!
Please tell me she wont let up on him now? Not now they are all nice and tender ready for her?*weg*
Maybe she should let him cum? I would.
Though more for the fact his balls will be even more tender afterwards, not just for his relief.
I like working a guy for some time before giving him a good orgasm, then thats when I like to start my ballplay.
I can never tell what they think of it as they are usually gagged.*weg*
And say, with being new, not quite getting the hang of things, I sent you a private msg...just wondering if you got it or not? As not sure if I did it correctly...
Oh yes I was wriggling in my chair...*g*
Well, as much as my little mini skirt would allow....
hey looks like Ive found my first buddy here! :P
*blows kisses*
ohh its getting late now...
will check again tomorrow night for you, have something for me will you?*flutters eye lashes*
*g*
*wishes she could just pop in the story and give that vice another quarter turn just to hear the moans* *weg*
Ahh... :)
BBP
Amazing story Skweezeme! Please continue!
Skweezeme, your talent for writing good BB stories is truly awesome...I look forward to the, uh, 'climax' of this one and hopefully more in the future...
BBP, what does weg mean? A generic cuteness noise?
Zaphod, Ace, BBP...thank you! I'm still finding out how to tell a story. Having an audience is encouraging! Ta!
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I climb off him. He’s almost ***********. My legs are deliciously shaky. His face is dark red, wet with tears and my juices.
I begin to undo the vice. He starts to groan, coming to. I take the vice off, lift it away and put it back under the table. Then I undo the cord round his balls. This makes him cry out in pain. Perhaps I could have been more gentle.
“I’m just going to…freshen up, pet! Then when I come back I’ll wank you off! I bet you’re relieved that’s all over, aren’t you? Did it hurt a lot?”
“I…I…it…” He can’t talk! I laugh and stroke his wet cheek.
“What’s the matter, Peter? Was I a bit too much for you? I said I’d hurt you, didn’t I? That I’d enjoy it? And I did! But it’s your turn now for some pleasure, isn’t it, Peter?”
“…it’s…yes please, Jane!”
“I don’t think Jane’s back just yet, pet!”
Not just yet? I’m still in Mistress mode. Maybe I should start to wind this down. He’s had enough. A bit more than enough for a first time, probably.
“Anyway, I’m just off to the bathroom. Won’t be long! Then you get your little treat!”
Or…maybe not quite what you expect! I’m grinning to myself as I leave the room.
Hi Zaphod, well *weg* actually means 'wicked evil grin', well thats what Ive always been lead to believe. As in *g* 'grin' *eg* 'evil grin* Right?
If Im wrong Im sorry...
I just like to express myself alittle in my posts and when it comes to balls...I just cant help but smile! *giggles* ;)
Oh and skweezme...I think you have many fans, but not many will let you know it. Just my thoughts. Maybe they just like to read what you right.
Well, Im off for a quick shower and then have alittle browse around the other threads I think before I hit the sack....*g*...as in 'bed' not any other kind of sack...*w*
Seeya all,
*blows kisses to all*
BBP
You're not wrong. According to http://acronyms.thefreedictionary.com/WEG
weg means:
WEG Water-Ethylene Glycol
WEG Weapons Evaluation Group
WEG West End Games (gaming company)
WEG Wicked Evil Grin
WEG Wild Educated Guess
WEG Wireless Email Gateway
WEG Wohnungseigentumsgesetz
WEG Women Engineers Group (University of Southampton, UK)
WEG Woodbine Entertainment Group
WEG Working Exposure Guidelines (UK)
WEG World Equestrian Games
WEG Wright Entertainment Group
Thanks for the explanation BBP - and for the research Bill! In any case, I'm to bed...waiting in anticipation for the concluding chapters Skweezeme, and have fun with your shower/sack-hitting BBP ;) (should you wish to do any of the other kind of sack-hitting, I volunteer :P)
My balls are still throbbing in agony. The pressure of the vice must have numbed them a bit. Now the blood’s returning and they hurt even more. I’m groaning, feeling sick with the pain.
But I feel relieved.
I’ve survived her vice game! God, she was cruel and nasty. Merciless! And the way she’d battered my face under her wet cunt, suffocating me while she pleasured herself on me. That was terrifying! I thought she was killing me…
She opens the door and comes back into the room. I gaze at her in awe and worship. So cruel. So strong. So voluptuous in her strength and cruelty. She smiles and walks over to me. Folds her muscled arms under her jutting breasts. Her nipples are still big and hard. I can feel my penis beginning to stir, to stiffen.
She reaches down and takes it in her big warm hand. Closes softly around it and starts to rub me slowly…up…down…up…down…
“There! Is that nice, Peter?”
“Oh…yes! Mistress…!” I gasp.
She’s keeping that same gentle rhythm. I want her to speed up, but she knows what she’s doing. I suddenly begin to feel an incredible orgasm building up.
“Ohhh…ohhh!” I cry out.
She slows right down. My hips buck trying to get that delicious friction back. She takes her hand away. Folds her arms again. Looking down at me with a big grin.
“Ohhh! Ohhh…please Mistress!” I’m begging. That’s it! She wants me to beg. OK. I’m begging!
“Please Mistress! Please finish…I mean…please let me…come?”
“You really want me to, don’t you pet?”
God! She’s going to spin this out! I should have expected this, but…
She laughs.
“I just can’t help being a bitch! Sorry, pet!”
Her hand goes back to my dribbling penis, encircling it. I gasp with relief. She carries on rubbing me up and down, slowly like before. I melt into the feeling of the coming orgasm.
But then her hand drifts down my cock to my balls, cupping them. This hurts, but she’s being gentle. The orgasm’s still there, making my legs quiver. I’m desperate for her hand to go back to my cock. I groan.
“Please, Mistress?” I croak.
“OK!” she laughs, then crushes my balls in a sickening grip.