Love and Trauma--Ballbusting and POHT Story

[Balloney]

Suzie waited for Jack to get home. She was horny. They'd taken a trip last night and had missed their sex romp. Suzie was a traditional wife, and she had a passion for being the best wife she could for Jack. She studied cooking. She cleaned perfectly. One area where she wanted to be perfect was sex.

Jack had mentioned her 'playing rough' with his balls in the morning. He had also missed a night of sex, and his horny mind started bringing up occasional fantasies that daily sex kept him from being horny enough to think about. So Suzie, started looking this up online-- ball busting. Being the innocent girl she was, she was shocked to see dirty pictures online. So she set her browser to hide pictures and began reading.

Some of these people were kind of crazy and extreme. She didn't want to overdue it. She wanted to have Jack's children. But she read about how some men actually enjoyed a kind of pleasure associated with ball pain. She didn't want to give Jack full-force kids, but she wanted him to have an intense experience. She came to this forum that had a red background dedicated to ball busting, and read an old post about post-ejaculatory ball busting. Apparently, some men got really sensitive after ball busting. This was a solution for her. She could squeeze and hit Jack's balls. He could feel that intense feeling, but because he was in his refractory period, the pain would be amplified. That meant the risk of actually hurting his baby-makers would be quite low.

She also realized from her experience with post-ejaculatory penis head torture that the refractory period was sort of a flexible thing. She thought of this as she read online about ruined orgasms... that sounded interesting. Suzie began to think of some scenarios as a smirk came across her beautiful, previously innocent face, and she began to realize her panties were getting a bit wet.

Suzie began to reflect on some of her own desires. She was too shy to admit it, but she would like Jack to r@pe her... it wouldn't really be ****. Sure, she wanted him to do her when she didn't want it, go deeper than she would allow him if he asked, go harder, not stop when she said stop... when she wanted her to stop. But it wouldn't be r@pe because it would be in the context of him doing what she asked, what she needed. And even if he did outright r@pe her, that's okay. She had resolved that her body was his.... but also that Jack's body was his. She'd gotten on top of him before after ejaculation and subjected his penis to overstimulation.

She was a bit nervous about it that the time, but now she was confident. In a way, it was like r@aping her husband, because if he didn't have a ball gag, he'd ask her to stop, and when he said to stop, she gave him 100 more thrusts, starting over when he said 'stop' again. But all this was in the context of his consent for her to overpower him and give him what he didn't want in the moment. It was an 'ethical r@pe' she reasoned, a loving r@ape. Considering her own feelings about it, she could see how this could meet a deep-seated desire in her husband. She resolved to be very extreme with him, to fulfill his hidden desires, to overpower him with her femininity, even her physical strength. This was one of the few hours where she would really exert her physical prowess and competitiveness as an athlete, doing this to her strong, wiry husband, even if he were tied down.

Uh-oh, more lubricant. Suzie was going to have to replace these panties. They were just too wet.

In some couples, one person just makes sure the sex happens. Often, in a young couple, it's the man. Sure, Jack did that, but Suzie was even more determined to make sure the sex happened than Jack. She got out the sex toys. She'd bought a few new items, including a bondage board with under-the-bed restraints. She set it up on the bed. She was going to use these on Jack tonight. The only thing more erotic than the idea of her ******* her attentions on Jack, pushing him far beyond his limits was the idea of his faux-****** her. After she got done with Jack tonight, she was going to ask for similar 'merciless' treatment, through intercourse, the next night- to be copulated with hard, beyond her limits, to make her cum till she her muscles were exhausted.

It was 5:30, she took a quick shower. Jack walked in. She was standing there naked, with her uniquely beautiful face, not a generic pretty girl, her near perpendicular C-cups that were just a bit too big to be optimally beautiful, but with perfectly sized and colored areolas her perfectly thin fit waste, and her buttocks just a bit too big to be optimally beautiful, her naturally hairless legs, and her self-waxed vulva with a bit of natural lubrication having made its way to the outer lips. But Jack loved her so much, she was the most beautiful girl in the world to him...especially naked. jack despised lingerie because it got in the way of this view. It was amazing to behold indeed. "I need you in the shower, now, dear." She didn't have to tell Jack twice. Between his and her hands taking off clothes, Jack was naked, standing at attention, and on his way to the shower in two seconds. After some kiss and giggles, they were out of the shower, toweling each other off and groping one another.

"I've bought something for you, Honey, I've got something called a bondage board. I'm going to tie you up to it, have my way with you, and play with you until you wish I hadn't tied you up." Now Jack was so horny after going a whopping 48 hours without regular sex, seeing his beautiful naked wife, kissing, touching and caressing her in the shower, that he lost his inhibitions and agreed.

"Sure." Jack said with a foolish smile. "But how about if I tie you up first and eat you out."

"Um, I don't know." Suzie said, hornily and shyly. She wanted it, but she hadn't checked to see if she smelled good."

"I insist said Jack."

"Well okay," said Suzie, who jumped on the bed and had her wrists and thighs ready to strap up in two seconds. "Just strap there,there and there.. Yeah." She tilted her pelvis just a bit and Jack went to work. After three minutes, Suzie was in the waves of orgasms. But instead of stopping after an orgasm one time, Jack licked her clit HARD--sucking and licking he wouldn't let up unstill Suzie started making strange grunting noises as if she had been shocked by electricity. She was being overstimulated, and while it felt good.... it felt awful. She wanted him to stop... but it was good. Jack was so cruel, but she could feel his love on her clit, too. Jack let up. She was there hanging. He hadn't let her get out her cums until she got to a good stopping place. She was horny and jittery like she'd had a cup of coffee, but the jitteriness was in her clit, vaginal, and anal area, radiating out from there to the rest of her body.

"Stop", she said. She was going to be horny for what she was going to do to Jack, and keep herself horny enough to ask for that faux **** tomorrow. Hopefully she'd be this horny tomorrow.

"Your turn, Sweety." She said. Jack, with sexual amnesia of how rough to the last post-orgasm torture had been, and how rough that one time at ball busting, a few light smacks, had been, let this woman strap him down.

Now, a mischievous smirk covered this sweet girl's face. Jack started to feel a little nervous. It's like she just wasn't herself....like the feeling that someone is going to do something bad to you....well maybe not really bad, but like some big prank that you wouldn't consent to.

"I love you, Honey." said Jack, hoping to deter whatever was coming, and partly hoping she had his best interest at heart. She put a ball gag in his mouth.

Let's loosen these straps. Let's see how much your balls can take. We'll start with 10 smacks. Suzie really just lightly pat Jack's balls. But as a young ball-bustee newbie two smacks were way too much. He'd have grabbed her wrist after two smacks. There was this 'jangling' ball pain like the balls were banging against each other and everything else, and this deep pain going up into his stomach... but kind of sexy, too. The pain kept building as she hit just a bit harder with each blow until she got to 10.

"That's probably a bit too harsh. Sorry dear. Let me take off the ball gag for this." Suzie said.

"No. No Suzie. Not like that. That's too much." Jack protested.

Suzie said, remembering something crazy she'd read online. "Okay, I will lighten up. But if I until you, this little 'sex torture' session ends and you don't get to see what I have planned tonight."

"Ends? What did she mean ends? Does she mean no sex, or she will give me straight vanilla sex." Jack thoughts. If there were a guarantee of regular sex, he would take it... maybe... no he was too curious.

Jack lay there, unable to say 'yes' to getting his ball spanked, but unable to say 'no' to what she had in store, and sexual release. So he was just quiet, legs tied open, genitals exposed, testicles exposed. He was a little afraid of that now, vulnerable, almost embarrassed to be naked.

Suzie said, "Okay, you wanted me to play with your balls. I'll be nice. I'll hit harder and harder, and I want you to tell me the maximum blow you can take. I'll test a few harder than that now, but cap off the blows at that level for the rest of the session. I'll do the same with squeezing... Okay?"

That sounded hot. Jack stupidly nodded his head, horniness making the decision for him. He felt 'ball horniness' in his balls. Suzie starts slapping. Three slaps in, her pat got a 'Maximum... That's it." Suzie hit harder. Jack's legs wiggled to close from her blows. Harder still... This had to stop. Suzie finished out the blows at that level, two levels above max.

"Now for the squeeze." It started out too gentle, then a nice feeling, then that level where it might just start to hurt but feel good. "That's it... the max" said Jack. Then Suzie used that as a 'base level' to hold his balls at, and squeezed harder, then harder still. Jack was sweating and grunting. Suzie had learned about the 'base squeeze' online, to hold the balls at a certain squeeze level and keep making deeper, kneading squeezes.

Suzie proceeded to give Jack a nice blow and hand job, holding the testicles at that nice-feeling squeeze level, occasionally tightening that up to 'max.' She could feel the balls pulling in as she edged Jack over and over. Suzie had developed great skill. After counting 20 edges, Jack lapsed into an orgasmic type zone where he wasn't ejaculating, but felt great all over, especially where she was stroking. Now it was time for some fun for Suzie.

Suzie brought Jack right to the point of no return, then just barely held the base of the penis with two fingers as fluid dribbed out. Jack was trying to buck his hips, anxious to get another stroke. This was CRUEL! How could she do this to him... or not do what she was supposed to-- stroke that head, that sensitive underside? She'd wasted his ejaculation. In one second, she had it all wiped up with a wet wipe.

"That was cruel", Jack protested.

Suzie couldn't take it anymore, and blurted out, "I want you to remember how cruel I was to you tonight tomorrow when you take me and fake r@pe me hard. Okay! Promise me, Jack."

Jack was silent. She grabbed his penis head and started stroking that poor sensitive head, "You have to agree to this, Jack. Emotionally, tomorrow, I want to be where you are when I am done with you tonight. You have to be just as tenacious as I am."

"Y...Y...yes ma'am. I ccccceeerr tttainly will." He sputtered out amidst the overstimulation.

She'd brought herself to say it. She was just going to trust Jack to do what he'd promised tomorrow, and she wasn't going to stay jittery horny. It was messing with her concentration. She could give Jack the best without that. She mounts Jack, and decides she's going to faux r@pe him hard.

"Remember how hard I'm doing you when you do me tomorrow Jack. Don't hold back."

Uh-oh. Jack remembered last time. This seemed a lot less sexy before that ruined orgasm. But her bodyweight on him felt great. She managed to get his still-hard penis in her soft, tight, wet vagina. It felt so good for her to slide him into the back. She started with slow strokes, quickly learning to accomodate his length, getting it to press in the anterior space just past her cervix.

"Remember, hard and deep tomorrow, in spite of my protests, just as I will ignore yours. Okay?"

"Okay" Jack said, out of love, and a desire to be a good team player.

Then she went at it, her super-rapid strokes on his post-ejaculatory sensitive penis. But due to the ruined orgasm, while it had the post-O sensitivity, there was also a lot of horniness behind it. This was hard to take, but it felt great. It wasn't torture, per se... just .... difficult. Just something he couldn't do to himself do to sensitivity, but also good.

Now Suzie was going to let him have it, resolved to clobber that penis of his. She did a near full stroke, going up until just the head was in, then slamming pelvic bones together, in about .75 seconds. Then she sped it up. Jack saw her butt. It was like super speed. This was way too much. He was too sensitive for this! Suzie saw it was working. She's overwhelmed him. That's just what she wanted. "You agreed to get me back tomorrow. Don't you forget." She said as she finally got a satisfying orgasm that left her peaceful

Jack felt her contracting around him semen coming out of his penis again with a surge of pleasure. At first, the hypersensitivity was gone, but then it came back. The hypersensitivity intensified. Discomfort, almost pain. It wasn't sexy, except he felt her on him. The stroking on the rest of the penis did help a bit offset the discomfort on the head. But this was too much. This was no way for her to treat her husband.

Little did Jack know that Suzie had a unique vagina, the 8th tightest in North America. In fact, with the way she had exercised her muscles, she had developed them in such a way as to suction a penis like a penis pump, keeping his penis, which would have gone down to 80% erection in any other vagina, but it was at 100% in her vagina because of her muscle-suction techniqe.

"P P P lease Suzie. Get off. I've cum again, and it's too much." In a second she was off, and in half a second, a ball gag was in Jack's mouth.

Suzie quickly squirted some lube on her hand and went to work on poor Jack's penis head.... just the head, palming and squeezing. Somehow, due to the endorphins from orgasm and Jack's writhing, Suzie broke out into a fit of laughter. She couldn't stop laughing at his expressions. It was too funny, motivating her to keep stroking.

For Jack, this was actually torture. It was pure unpleasantness, almost pain, in the penis head. Maybe there was 1% sexy feeling left, but discomfort as he writhed was awful. How could she be so cruel.... his mind almost thought... but not quite because it was too overloaded. At the same time, he felt her love and attention through all this, but couldn't actually think those words sense his mind was overloaded by the sensations in that small area of skin.

Though he was still sensitive, and though she had gripped the base as instructed, Jack's penis began to soften. Jack was relieved. Now she would give up and save his sensitive penis.

But Suzie could see there was more sensitivity to exploit, so she was not going to be defeated by a little flaccidness. She pulled a toy out. Jack was confused at first. What is that. It was a penis pump, the kind that pushed against the skin. In two seconds, he was hard again, and Suzie continued her work.

Remembering something she'd read, Suzie decided to be kinder sometimes, stroking just below the head. This was more tolerable for Jack. It was just sensitive enough where Jack wanted it to stop, but just pleasureable enough where he did not want it to stop.

Okay, now it just felt good. Yeah. This was nice again. His genitals were tired, but she was doing a good job. She started with a bit of mouth action, and Jack could feel the build up. Gently and kindly she stroked him off to orgasm, wiping up the stuff with a wet wipe. She kept stroking. Jack felt almost nothing. She could be stroking his finger.

"Oh, I see you aren't feeling it. Now for what we decided earlier."

Ball gag in. She starts patting his balls. But this must have been twice the maximum, followed by a 2x max squeeze, beyond what he'd asked for pre-orgasm.

Suzie had been squeezing at the 'base squeeze', and a light ball busting slap where he'd asked her to hit harder earlier. But Jack's reaction showed that she was giving him some strong ball pain without damage. She hoped he was enjoying it.

This was hurting bad. Her other hand stroked his penis, and amidst the pain, he felt the arousal again. His penis was sensitive, in a good way, now. The blows and squeezes started to feel like an orgasm in his testicles, mixed with funny bone pain, but in his testicles and abdomen. Then the nice familiar sensation. He was approaching orgasm. It felt good, but each contraction hurt a bit, almost like a cramp, like muscle fatique-- pain and pleasure mixed.

After his last spurt, Suzie let him have it. Jack's penis head was even more sensitive than at previous times. Suzie remembered an activity from that site with the red background.

She got the 'max squeeze' on his balls, and rubbed only his head, squeezing it in her hand. She said, "Head or balls?"

In sensory overload, Jack could not think to respond until she asked again. His head was too sensitive. He said "Balls."

She kept up the max squeeze on his balls. But Jack was convinced she'd broken her agreement, squeezing him three times max. It's like another layer of testicle inside his balls was about to break. He said, "Heads" to get relief. But then she played with his head. He couldn't speak as he sputtered and made strange noises. "Balls.... head.... balls.... head." This was a cruel game. How could the woman he loved so much treat his testicles this way, after she agreed not to squeeze them that hard? But it was.... sexy.

Suzie started laughing. She laughed so hard she broke contact with his penis.

"Okay, you've had enough."

Jack felt abused....but he also felt loved. He felt clobbered, and taken care of. He wanted to tell Suzie how badly she'd treated him....but he dared not because he might scare her off. She might not do it again. Jack didn't know when his genitals would recover, and when he could enjoy sex with his wife again. Last night's no sex was an ordeal, but maybe he needed an actual night off tomorrow. Jack contemplated destroying or at least hiding the bondage board...but maybe he ought to just let Suzie clean it and stash it wherever she normally did... maybe. It was a confusing topic for poor Jack.

"You remember what you agreed to do to me tomorrow night," Suzie managed to whisper out, her face bright red, feeling embarrassed at her request and how she had let lose on her husband. She untied him and went in for a full body embrace.

"Yes dear," said Jack. Suzie licking his neck and hugging him helped recharge his emotions. He got further therapy from the feel of her naked buttock in his hand. Her kisses on his lips, her grinding of her juicy vagina against his thigh and the feel of her flesh against his seemed to help heal him emotionally after his ordeal. After 10 minutes of this, Jack slipped off to the shower, and lay down in the fetal position shaking with the jitters. He felt kind of broken. He broke down and started weeping on the floor of the shower from a combination of trauma and thankfulness over having Suzie as a wife...and feeling so loved.

[Alec Anaconda, A1]

This is a GREAT start to a could-go-anywhere story.
It feels like two young people learning about each other.
Will you continue please?

[Balloney]

Jack took another shower. His testicles felt a little sore, but in a good horny way. He felt drained an unhorny. He hoped he could perform sexually tomorrow. Out of his fuzzy memory of all the overloaded stimulation he'd received, he remembered Suzie insisting he agree to treat her like she'd treated him, to faux r@pe her... to really let her have it. As a young man, he might be at full horniness tomorrow, but after all those orgasms he had today, it could also take him a while to finish tomorrow. But maybe that is what she wanted, to be used long and hard, any way Jack wanted. Well if that's what she wants, that's what she'll get. And if it isn't, that's what she'll get anyway, since that was the nature of her request. Jack started thinking of how he could use Suzie's body for his pleasure, what positions, or ones that didn't require her to do the moving.

Did he have it in him to be so 'cruel' to her as she had been to him? Could he ignore her pleas if she asked him to stop? He didn't know if he could... but that is what the ball gag was for. When he remembered the skeleton mask. That was a creepy looking mask. He remembered last October when he's worn it, Suzie had seemed genuinely scared to see him in it. She even screamed when she saw him wear it when she knew it was him. Jack got out of the shower and snuck into the bedroom as Sally made dinner. He dug through his sock drawer and found the mask, and put it in his briefcase. He would have it on hand when he came home from work. He checked behind the headboard. It looked clean back there. The bondage board seemed clean and able to use again. He stashed it behind the headboard. The ball gag was on the bed. He took it to the bathroom sink for a quick wash. When it dried, he was going to put it in a plastic bag in his briefcase.

He'd be ready for Suzie when he got home.