I know some gurls have left this site, but any feedback from a ballbusting-inclined girl would be very welcome!
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I know some gurls have left this site, but any feedback from a ballbusting-inclined girl would be very welcome!
Is she too cruel?
No, I like it. The long he isn't ********* i'm happy
You are pitiless lady, squeeze me, keeping your audience waiting like this.
Just what I like in a woman!
I’m eager to see the eventual ending.
I'm not a girl, sorry, but thank you! I've known some very cruel girls, though. My present wife is the cruellist.
Sorry about the gender confusion, Sir, but at least you know your writing is realistic. Maybe the first line of your post bamboozled me.
“My cunt was throbbing in anticipation as I finished tying him to the bed.”
I should have looked more carefully at your site name!
Have you thought about writing that novel?
http://uk.geocities.com/a1adultebooks/GetPublished.htm
Are you going to finish this narrative?
I doubt that most men into busting would ever say your female character is too cruel and extreme. Lots of guys write of situations way beyond this. Personally I lean more to the teasing threats than to genuinely hurting anyone. Of course I will snarl, grit my teeth, and make someone think my fingernails are sure to pierce his cock clean through, but hey, I got plans for that cock later, so why would I ever wound it (laugh).Originally Posted by skweezme
I liked your storytelling though. Being dominant, there are some elements that I particularly liked in this piece, as in the game with the dice. That was devious in the way you used it. In fact that game is probably a 'keeper' for a hot Saturday night.
I also loved the ending. When you have just teased and threatened a guy so bad his eyes are watering, what better way to end it than with a promise of more. That always seems to work for me anyway.
Many thanks for your comments Altamesa and everyone. Especially about the writing - I'm working at it! I'll be away from writing for a while, but still looking.I doubt that most men into busting would ever say your female character is too cruel and extreme. Lots of guys write of situations way beyond this. Personally I lean more to the teasing threats than to genuinely hurting anyone. Of course I will snarl, grit my teeth, and make someone think my fingernails are sure to pierce his cock clean through, but hey, I got plans for that cock later, so why would I ever wound it (laugh).
I liked your storytelling though. Being dominant, there are some elements that I particularly liked in this piece, as in the game with the dice. That was devious in the way you used it. In fact that game is probably a 'keeper' for a hot Saturday night.
I also loved the ending. When you have just teased and threatened a guy so bad his eyes are watering, what better way to end it than with a promise of more. That always seems to work for me anyway.
Keep writing, please...
Each time I squeezed down hard, the throbbing in my genitals increased. His pain aroused me. It was as simple and as beautiful as that.
But I didn’t want to get carried away just yet. Not yet. I looked at the clock. Gone past the two minutes. I let go of his crushed testicle. He sighed in relief, groaned, began settling down from his writhings.
I suddenly wanted to punch him in the balls as he was trying to recover. So I did. I yelped with a burst of pleasure as my fist smashed into his balls hard.
I could just have destroyed him then and there. I knew it. But I wanted to tease myself, to delay my next delicious orgasm. So I carried on with the game. Picked up the dice. Rolled it between his legs again.
“ Aha! It’s a 3! And that’s…?” I consulted the paper.
“Ah yes! You’ll remember this one!” I smiled down at him as I took his soft cock in my fingers. It was soon nice and hard. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and began wanking him slowly.
“Remember this one, sunbeam? 20 slow strokes and then…” I stopped and he groaned. I continued “…and then another hard punch in your poor balls!”
I carried on wanking him. I could tell he was really ready to cum. He couldn’t help it. Not with what I was doing to his cock. But I kept him on the edge, laughing at him.
“…17…18…19…20!”
I let go of his dribbling penis. It bobbed up and down, straining in frustration. He groaned. I was close to coming myself.
My hand was wet where he’d leaked on me. I rubbed it dry on his balls, roughly, making him squirm. Then I punched them hard.
I couldn’t help myself.
It felt so good!
Go on with writhing!
I punched his balls again. And again. He was writhing in agony, but couldn't get away from me.
I was so enjoying this! A bit too much. On with the game…
I stopped punching him and he twisted, sobbing, in his bonds as I threw the dice again.
“And it’s a…6! OK what’s that then? Lets have a look…oh, we’ve not had this yet! Here we go, then OK?”
I grinned down at him
“A bit more pleasure for you at first…” I leaned forward and took hold of his cock “…and then some more lovely pain!”
His cock wasn’t as hard as it had been. Not straining. I wondered if I’d damaged anything.
It didn’t matter.
30 strokes. Nice and slow at first, getting him firmer. Excited. But not enough, poor thing!
Then ten slaps. I started off gentle. Ish. I knew his poor balls were sore and aching. But I slapped them harder and harder.
…8…9…10…
Then I grabbed them and began crushing, mangling, wrenching them in my hands. Thirty seconds wasn’t enough.
No way.
But I’d decided to play the game.
I let go after about a minute.
“Are you alright, Kevin, little sunbeam?”
He struggled to reply.
I threw the dice again. I wanted to hurt him more. I was going to.
AWESOME STORY!!!!!
i relate with the whole cunt throbbing part...
I love ballbusting
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