Owned Boy

As a slave, i am always seeking ways to be more useful and/or entertaining to my Owner. After viewing a clip on ball-busting i knew LadyH would enjoy that activity, i just wasn’t convinced i could handle it. i put the thought out of my mind, but it kept returning. i kept visualizing that clip and the sheer enjoyment on the face of the Domme administering the punishment. i couldn’t stop thinking about how much LadyH would also enjoy it. Finally i brought the subject up with Her as something that i MAY like to explore SOMETIME  in the future. i was trying to gauge how much interest She might have in ball-busting. Little did i know how quickly i would find out just how much interest She had in it! It wasn’t two days later that She had me in Her dungeon in the “present” pose while She administered kick after painful kick to my ever-increasingly sensitive balls. Then She had me on my hands and knees while She kicked from behind.  The clip i keep referencing showed a sub receiving 4 or 5 well placed kicks. i don’t know how many times LadyH kicked me and reached down and twisted/pulled my balls. i totally lost count but the torture seemed to last forever. It was more excruciating than i could possibly have imagined, though i believe She took it easier on me than She might have.

After i had recovered somewhat, LadyH and i went to lunch, came back and played with the kittens for a while, then She bade me get dressed prior to departure. When i had done so, i returned to the kitchen and instead of assuming the service pose and kissing Her feet, as is our departure protocol, i instead went back to the present pose and offered Her a “parting shot”. BIG mistake. Neither of us realized that when the balls are confined, like in underwear and a pair of jeans, there is little to no room for movement and therefore a kick will compress them much more, resulting in much more pain. Her first kick was a little off-center and bad enough, the second hit me square and drove me immediately to my knees. Thinking i was in no more pain than i had been earlier, Lady H moved behind me and kicked twice more from the rear, both of which were again off-center…and then the coup-de-grace…a flush, full force hit right on the balls which dropped me flat on my face.  i literally saw stars. i was in so much agony, i couldn’t move and could barely even moan.

In the future, i will be much more careful about what i ask for, though my desire to please Her may once again overwhelm my common sense. And though She may require a future “parting shot”, i will no longer offer one of my own volition.

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