Kate pulled her keys out of
her purse, relieved to be home after a long day
at the office. As she unlocked the front door he
smiled, thinking of how many times she had lapsed
into random sexual fantasies during many of the
more boring meetings she had been in that day. It
was certainly more enjoyable than listening to other
vice-presidents who lectured on and on just to hear
themselves speak. Now that she was home, nothing
would satisfy her more than living out some of those
fantasies by dominating her boyfriend for the evening.
After having been an unwilling submissive to the
business world all day she was in the mood to deal
out some pleasure and pain, and licked her lips
with anticipation as she stepped inside.
Dan saw her as she stepped inside and came
in from the next room to greet her. He couldn't
help but notice her professional but sexy business
outfit: a sheer blouse that accentuated her breasts,
a short skirt, high heels, and black stockings that
drew his attention to her beautiful legs. They kissed.
Kate started to ask him how his day had been but
looked over his shoulder to see the kitchen overflowing
with the dishes he had promised to wash.
Her knee rammed his balls before he could
even think to react. Paul was taken completely by
surprise and doubled over slightly from the sudden
pain. "Yeah!" she yelled playfully, "That
felt great!" "Great?" he gasped in
surprise, his balls aching. He was too stunned to
do anything for a few seconds. She moved fast, pulling
his T-shirt off over his head and locking his wrists
behind his back with a pair of concealed handcuffs.
He was still too stunned and surprised to resist.
She stepped over to the toy bag she had left behind
the sofa for just this occasion and grabbed something
that he couldn't see. As he began to recover from
the blow to his balls he strained against the handcuffs.
But it was no use. She had locked them on securely.
"Hey! Just what do you think you're
doing?" he protested. She walked back over
to him and gave him a playful shove. Before he could
protest again, she slipped her hand down the front
of his jeans. She touched his penis (which was beginning
to get hard) and he relaxed a little. Her fingers
teased downward,and he felt her fingers curl firmly
around his balls. She was holding him in a very
aggressive way, but it felt good. Holding him like
this excited her, and she felt a slight tingling
between her legs as she tightened her grip. Suddenly
his balls were in pain, but with his hands cuffed
behind my back he could do nothing to resist her.
"Mmmmm..." she purred, squeezing harder,
"Do you know how good your balls feel to me
right now?" It was slightly odd, she thought,
to be looking up into the eyes of a man much larger
and stronger than she, but to have such control
over him just by having a good grip on his balls.
She loved his balls. They were big and beautiful
and yet so vulnerable to her. She smiled, seeing
the look of apprehension on his face. He tried to
hold out at first, but she increased the pressure
of her grip until he sank to his knees in a mixture
of pleasure and pain.
She came down to the floor with him, and
with both of them on their knees, she unzipped his
jeans. "I've got something for you" she
said, showing him her favorite ball-torture toy
in her other hand. It was a rounded metal ring,
shaped like a doughnut, that could be split into
halves. These C-shaped halves could be fastened
together by recessed allen-head screws. The two
halves were designed to be placed individually around
the scrotum, one on either side, just above the
testicles. They could then be locked together with
the screws, forming a solid ring. The inside diameter
of the ring was too small for Dan's balls to pass
through, but large enough for him to wear comfortably,
even for long periods. The ring even had two attachments
for eyebolts that she often liked to attach chains
to.
She held his balls tightly to make sure
that he didn't pull away, and locked the doughnut-shaped
ring around them. She savored every moment of capturing
him, and the feeling of turned her on. She tightened
the screws (which were recessed so that they could
be removed only with the special screwdriver and
not by Dan's fingers) and he felt the snug pressure
of the ring just above his balls. It was not uncomfortable,
but it was plenty tight enough to hold his balls
firmly in place - just how she liked them. She then
locked a chain onto the ball-ring like a leash,
and just for emphasis gave it a hard pull. Oof!
He really felt it. "I think that this,"
she whispered in his ear, kissing him, "will
work quite nicely. Your balls look so good in bondage..."
She pauseed for a moment to look him over, and began
to feel intensely aroused. He knew he was in for
a beating, but awaited it with as much excitement
as fear.
She pushed him back onto the couch, so
he was sitting on the edge and leaning back. With
the chain to his balls in one hand, she pulled off
his jeans with the other. His hands were cuffed
behind him and his balls were locked securely in
the steel ring. He was powerless to resist her.
She locked the leather cuffs on his outstretched
ankles. As he reclined on the couch he suddenly
realized that he was completely naked except for
his bonds. She still had all of her clothes on.
He was stunned by how fast she had been able to
strip and tie him up. He had a mind to break loose,
and pulled a bit on his bonds only to realize that
he could not get free. Only now did he realize the
full extent of her control over him. He felt extremely
vulnerable, and knew that he was her captive.
Seeing him struggle, she disciplined him
by yanking so hard on the ball-chain that he was
left gasping for breath. By the balls, he was pulled
forward off the sofa and onto his knees. Naked,
bound in leather and chains, and his balls aching
with pain, Dan was beginning to feel genuine fear.
Kate had never been so rough before. She stood above
him in victory, smiling and holding the chain to
his testicles like a leash. She did it with love,
of course, but she wanted to control him in a very
sexual way - to take female control of his proud
male organs, to beat his balls and control him by
the pain.
She brought him up to his feet. She bent
down and, teasingly, began to alternate between
taking his hard penis into her mouth and pulling
the chain to his balls. He was becoming extremely
aroused from the wonderful feel of her warm, wet
mouth, but she would never let it go on for more
than a few moments before punctuating the sensation
with a hard yank on the testicle-chain. She loved
to alternate between giving pleasure and pain -
to control his every sensation.
"Come now," she commanded, and
led him to the bedroom by the leash. She then locked
his wrists over his head,connecting them to something
above the door. She then paused to admire her male
slave, touching him all over and purring to herself.
"Nice buns" she said, walking
behind him, caressing them. Chained up as he was,
he had no choice but to stand there and take it.
Again it aroused her to look at her big masculine
lover, utterly under her feminine control despite
the power of his muscular male body. Walking in
front again she continued to touch as she pleased.
"Nice balls"she said with a wink, pulling
on the chain and enjoying his reaction. "And
nice lips" she says, kissing him gently on
the mouth. "I think they'd look great with
a gag." As he tried to protest she popped a
ball-gag in his mouth and secured the strap quite
firmly behind his head.
"Do you have any idea what listening
to speeches by boring vice- presidents all day makes
me want to come home and do to you?" she asked.
He couldn't speak with the gag in his mouth,but
he felt her answer - her little fists pummeling
his balls. "I have wanted to do this all day!"
she shouted with glee. The repeated hits on his
balls increased the pain steadily but at the same
time it excited him. The donut ring held his balls
snugly in place so they were especially vulnerable,
and each of her blows was a direct hit.
"I'm tired of men walking around thinking
they're so tough!" she laughed, her fist pressing
firmly into Dan's testicles. She continued to pummel
him and his balls were now on fire with pain. She
was really enjoying herself. She loved the way his
balls felt in the moments of contact. They were
large and firm and yet so vulnerable to her. "Your
body is my property" she stated as her tightened
little fist struck his testicles again. Wham. He
groaned into his gag as the jolt of pain shot through
his lower body.
"And I can do whatever I like with
you." Wham. His agony increased. "If I
want you to feel pleasure then you will feel pleasure.
But right now I want your balls to ache with pain,
because that is a your proper place and I like it
that way!" Wham. Involuntarily, he doubled
over from the pain but only as far as his chained-up
arms would allow. As he looked down he could see
each time as her fists pressed hard into his bound
testicles. She continued to strike them, rhythmically,
powerfully. Her small feminine fists were more than
a match for his manly balls. "I hope you're
learning a valuable lesson in female superiority
here," she said with a smile, and struck him
again, especially hard.
His loud moans were stifled by the tight
gag she had placed in his mouth, and his knees felt
wobbly. His balls ached so powerfully that he wanted
nothing more than to collapse to his knees, but
because of his hands chained above him he was forced
to stand and accept her blows.
Then she stopped, and gently kissed his
cheek. "Are your balls hurting yet?" she
asked, knowing the answer. He nodded yes as he tried
to mumble an answer through the gag. "I notice"
she said, "that your penis is still hard. Do
you like it when I play rough with you?" He
tried not to react, but she could tell how aroused
he was. He couldn't hide his erection, especially
chained up naked and on display as he was. "I
don't think you know just how much I like to hit
your balls" she said coyly, "and when
I see that it excites you I only want to do it more!"
His eyes grew wide in a mixture of fear and excitement.
She stroked his penis gently, feeling it
up and down along its length, enjoying its smoothness.
She had complete control over him and she knew it.
It was pleasing to Kate to touch her man like this:
wherever, however, and whenever she liked. He, as
her sexual plaything, had no choice in the matter.
She lustily grabbed him by the balls and squeezed
them hard, bringing her face very close to his.
He grunted from the rejuvenated pain but was muffled
by the gag. She smiled broadly, enjoying holding
him, and showing no sign of wanting to let go. "I
love to hold your balls nice and tight" she
whispered in his ear. She meant it.
She paused and caressed him again, basking
in the control she had over him. "Do you like
being my slave?" she asked, giving him little
kisses on his face. He felt a slight tug on his
balls as she pulled the chain a little tighter.
He enthusiastically nodded yes in answer to her
question and tried to make affirmative sounds from
behind his gag. He knew that he'd truly regret giving
her the wrong answer! It was a truthful answer though.
Despite the pain, he was loving it. "Ah, that's
what I like to see," she replies. "But
don't think that I'm through with you yet!"
She had a devilish gleam in her eye. "Now I
am really going to dominate you," she said
as she unchained his wrists from above (leaving
the handcuffs on). The look in his eyes pleaded.
"How?" she said, stating his nonverbal
question.
"Like this!" she shouted in excitement,
and jerked her knee up into his balls - hard. In
that moment she looked ravishing with her skirt
hiked up high on her beautiful thigh - and for a
brief second the soft brush of her sheer stocking
against his skin felt exquisite. It was an intensely
erotic snapshot - her female knee and thigh completely
overpowering his large but vulnerable male sexuality.
His balls exploded in agony. Smiling, she immediately
commanded him to kneel, but she didn't have to and
she knew it. The pain in his balls was easily enough
to double him up and force him to his knees. She
felt a warm sensation between her legs as she watched
him sink to a submissive kneeling position before
her. "Ahhh..."she sighed, "nothing
is more satisfying than beating your man's balls
just to show him who's boss." He knelt at her
feet, in too much pain and too securely gagged to
argue with her sexist kidding. Even though his balls
were hurting intensely, he felt incredibly aroused
by her. She knew that she was turning him on, but
her enthusiasm made it clear that she was beating
his balls for her own pleasure. Her knee in his
balls was a form of bondage in itself - his balls
were in such pain that even without the cuffs and
chains he couldn't get up off his knees. And that's
exactly how she liked it. "This is just how
I wanted to have you, my lover," she said.
"Naked,tied up, on your knees, and totally
controlled by the pain in your balls that I gave
you!"
She strutted back and forth in front of
him in her high heels, gloating over how fun it
was for her to knee his balls while wearing her
heels. He was considerably taller than she, and
her high heels made it easier to lift her knee up
high enough to strike him properly. Having the ring
on him made it easier still, because it held his
balls in place and made them thrust out below it
where they were deliciously accessible to her. "I
know your balls are in a lot of pain right now"
she said looking down at him, more than a little
proud of herself and enjoying her control. "And
I'd be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy abusing
them, but I just couldn't resist. Your balls looked
so big and beautiful that I couldn't resist getting
them with my knee. But don't worry, my pet, I'm
going to make you feel a lot better in a little
while." She had such a wicked grin on her face
that he knew he would like whatever came next, even
though he was still bowed from her knee. She took
a short chain and linked his handcuffs to his ankle
chains, tightly restraining him in a kneeling position.
She stepped closer, standing directly in front of
him. He loved the way she looked in heels and a
short skirt. Her legs were beautiful - although
dangerous!
"You will caress my legs now,"
she commanded. Still gagged, he nodded yes, but
couldn't reach her in his bondage. Instead of unchaining
him, she simply stepped even closer."There",
she said, standing so close that her thighs softly
brushed against his chest and stomach. He stroked
her legs with his bound hands and she sighed. It
was extremely pleasurable for her to feel his hands
on her body, specially when he was handcuffed like
this. Her soft flesh through her delicate stockings
felt wonderful to touch. Touching her was so exciting
that it almost took his mind off of how sore his
balls were. He started at her feet, just above the
rim of her shoes, and moving up her calf, massaging,
up to her lower thigh. As he tried to reach higher,
he could not - the chain to his hand cuffs pulled
taut. She smiled, enjoying his bondage, and teased
him by pressing her thighs against his body. She
was so close that his head was nearly buried in
her chest. She sighed as he caressed her, enjoying
both his touch and her power to command him.
She reached down and unbuckled the gag,
removing it from his mouth. "You will kiss
my breasts now" she stated. Her tug on his
harnessed balls let him know that he had no choice
in the matter. She removed her blouse and bra, and
he took her hard nipples into his mouth. She was
highly aroused already. Standingover this big, beautiful,
totally bound and submissive man, holding a chain-leash
to his balls and commanding him to stimulate her
was almost too much. Just looking at him turned
her on, and feeling his mouth and hands on her body
made her feel even hotter. After a while, she began
to pull restlessly on the chain. "Am I not
kissing your breasts the right way?" he asked.
She responded. "Oh, you're kissing me wonderfully.
It's just that I like to pull on your balls. You'd
better get used to it, dear. Right now I'm really
enjoying making your balls feel a great deal of
pain. I care about you very much, but sometimes
it really excites me to control you by your balls.
But no more talking out of you! Insolent slave!"
Suddenly she stuffed the ball-gag back
in his mouth,and buckled it even tighter than before.
She stepped back and began to remove her clothes,
teasing him visually. Bound as he was, on his knees,
he could do nothing but watch her. He wanted to
jump up andravish her, but couldn't even hope to
break free of his chains. It was she who would decide
what was to happen and when.
She came back to him and unchained his
wrists from his ankles, then made him stand. By
the ball-chain, she led him over to the bed and
had him lie down on his back, chaining his already-handcuffed
wrists to the headboard. Then, taking a firm grip
on his balls, she teased him by taking his penis
into her mouth - in and out again. She toyed with
him for a long time, driving him absolutely wild
but always stopping short of bringing him to orgasm.
She played with his balls like they were her toys,
and admired the snug metal ring that held them for
her so nicely. His balls were still aching from
her beating, but he didn't care. His penis was so
hard he could feel it throbbing, and he was ready
to explode from excitement.
She straddled his hips, her beautiful breasts
thrust before him. He felt her hand grip his penis
and guide it between her legs. She was so wet that
she easily slid him inside her. She unchained the
handcuffs from the headboard (leaving the cuffs
on)so that he could touch her. First he touched
her swollen nipples and she gasped. He slowly traveled
down her body, teasingly closer and closer to her
clitoris. She felt hot and wet to the touch, and
gyrated with each circular motion of his fingers.
Feeling him inside her, his caresses on her clit,
and the sheer excitement of dominating him finally
overcame her. Dominating him had worked her up so
much that she trembled and fell into a frenzy. She
screamed and shuddered, rocking her hips against
his as the orgasm shook her. The pent-up sexual
energy inside her was released in violent rhythms.
Slowly, her motions calmed. As she finished, she
grabbed his cuffed hands and re-chained them to
the headboard. She then began to grind her hips
against his, rhythmically.
He quickly lost control. Her sexy voice
and her warm body overwhelmed him and he exploded
into her. Even with the chains, he practically bucked
her off, but she stayed on for the ride. Even the
gag could hardly hold back the gutteral shout of
his orgasm.
They cuddled afterward, but she did not
release him. Plenty of kisses and caresses, but
she made it clear that she wished to keep him bound
and gagged for a while. She smiled. "The thought
of you, my beautiful naked man, tightly bound and
feeling intense pain in your balls from the things
I do to you excites me more than you know. We'll
have to do this again sometime..."
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