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Ball-Busting Phone Sex - Crushed By My Heel

Ball-Busting Phone Sex - Crushed By My Heel
 

Oh, hey there you worthless piece of shit. What? Did you expect me to be a sweetheart in this blog about ball-busting? If so, you’re in for a bit of a shock, because there’s no sweet here - only spice. Are you ready to see how you get your balls smashed? Read on, loser. 

My boots are absolutely glorious. They come just about to my knee, are black leather, and shine from months of little loser bitch spit and sweat. The heel is metallic, thin, and incredibly sharp when I put my weight on it, and that’s exactly what I intend to do. “Get naked, bitch,” I bark at you, punctuating my command with a clap of my hands. 

Anything other than complete adherence is a sin. With a shit-eating grin on my face, I watch you slip out of your clothes and become nude for me. Yes, you’ll do anything your Mistress demands of you, like a good pathetic loser. “Now, lie on your back,” I command. Without even thinking about it, you comply completely It’s good to know you’ll listen to your superior without question - you’re such a good little bitch, do you know that?

Ball-busting is so much fun, I can’t wait to have yours under my heel.

Once you’re on your back, I walk around your nervous, twitching, body. The sound of my heels on the cool ground echo through your ears with each deliberate step that I take. Suddenly, you feel the cold metal of my heel over your right nipple, just barely encircling it. I can tell you want me to put my weight down, but I’m not going to. Your Mistress will do as she wants, and not as someone tells her, even if it’s not verbally.

With a wicked smile, I watch as your nipple grows harder with the touch of my metallic heel. Something else is growing harder as well. “Should I play with your miserable cock?” I ask. You don’t answer, nor do you move. What a good boy, I think to myself as I make my way to your feet. The toe of my boot slams against your calves as I scooch them apart and take in the sight of your erect dick and overly full balls. 

“When’s the last time you came, you loser?” I ask. “Those balls are so full that I’m afraid you’ll cum the moment I touch them. You shall not be doing that,” I torment. The very tip of my boot moves between your legs. You want me to bust your balls now, but I’m not going to. No, I’m going to tease and torment you with the thought of my boot being so very close to the goods. I take the toe and rub it over your balls, gently, yet firmly. 

I shift my weight to the toe of my boot so you think I’m going to get right to the ball-busting. 

However, I shift my weight again and let out a nice, long laugh. You feel my weight on the toe of my boot, pushing your balls. Do you think they’ll bust for me, you little loser? Nah, I need to use my heel. With a swift motion, my heel is sinking into your left testicle. The pain is sharp and overwhelming, but you’re craving it. I watch your eyelids flutter with sheer elation; you’re under my spell, completely entranced. 

More of my weight finds its way to my heel and you cry out. With a wave of my hand, I’m shushing you. Enjoy the pain, my good boy. Let of course through your body and bring excitement to that pathetic cock of yours. Feel the pressure of my heel pushing through your tender flesh, almost popping those little egg-shaped balls of yours. 

This is when the pleasure and pain become too much, and the cum erupts from the tip of your cock, flowing down the shaft, and hitting my boot. It’s then that I shift my weight fully and watch as the ball-busting finally happens. The heel of my boot takes you past the brink as I laughingly crush your testicle. You wanted it, bitch, so you got it! I watch as you writhe in pain and mixed pleasure. Mmmm. I love ball-busting, don’t you?

I hope you enjoyed my take on ball-busting phone sex! I love to try different things. If you want to try this out, give me a call

Call Justine 877-234-7737

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