Ballbusting training is intensely painful at the best of times, even more so when in chastity. Being locked up and denied for months is punishment enough with adding ball destruction to the mix. his balls are already full, heavy and painful, one squeeze will send electric shocks coursing through them. I am ominous all in black, leather chap boots and leather gloves to satiate My mood. flash crawls to Me as I pick him off the floor by the balls. I squeeze My balls bringing tears to his eyes and the need to kneel back down overwhelms him. I make him stand against the wall and kindly knee him continuously in his fun bags. he doesn’t appear to be having as much fun as I am and pathetically fall to the floor again. I stand on his head, grinding him into the carpet like an insignificant bug. I want more, I need more….. so he shakily returns to his feet. I hold his balls tight against his cage with My knee, applying constant pressure and watching the pain reach his eyes. I love to see him suffering for Me … And suffer he shall until I have had My fill !!!
Suzanna
Nikki Whiplash And Suzanna Maxwell – Boxed And Busted
It was such an honour to finally get to meet the incredible Mistress Whiplash and after We exchanged pleasantries We both couldn’t wait to share Our slaves in a double playtime. We wanted to put Our boys through their paces and the infamous nadder’s was first on the block. Dressed in a tight vest, jeans and thigh boots, We mean business. Miss Whiplash shows Me the varying techniques that make his balls disappear, his knees buckle and his voice to reach the falsetto octave. A diverse array of squeezing, busting and boxing his prize nuts was on todays menu. We start with a ball each, squeezing them viciously until they are on the brink of extinction. She sits in Her throne and makes nadder’s face Her, I take position from the rear and unleash some severe kicks on his balls whilst Mistress Whiplash gets to enjoy his facial expressions. he manages to stay upright for the first coupe but its not long before he is writhing around on the floor. We pounce on his painful plight and I box his balls into oblivion whilst Miss Whiplash pins him down. he is then dragged back to his feet where more kicks and knees really test his resilience. his cries getting louder and more desperate, but he can’t fail in front of his Mistress. Who knows when She will decide he has had enough and I am having the most fun destroying Her play toy…
