For the month of April, every day (except Sunday), I’ll be posting a story that has to do with the letter of the day. As my blog is a kinky blog, I will be posting kinky stories. Since the theme of the A-to-Z Challenge blog is gratitude, I thought I would mirror that and have each story relate to gratitude in some way.

B is for Ball Torture

Branson looked up at me with fear in his eyes. He knew what was coming, and I couldn’t help but grin. I liked that he was afraid of me. It made me feel powerful and sexy. The lock clicked around the cage that locked up Branson’s cock.

“How does that feel?” I asked. I liked hurting Branson, but I didn’t want to do actual damage.

“It’s fine, Mistress.”

“Not pinching?”

“Not pinching.”

“Good,” I said. I stood back from him, and said, “stand up.”

He stood in front of me, his arms behind his back, as he knows I like, his legs slightly spread. I reach down between his legs and pull on his balls until he gives an involuntary shudder. But I know that it’s a good shudder. He likes the pain. We’re a good match for this particular game.

I pulled harder until he moaned out loud. I let go and pulled again until he couldn’t help but yell and his knees started to buckle. “What a good boy you are today,” I said, smiling at him.

He was breathing heavily, even though he didn’t actually do anything. It sounded like he had been running. “Thank you, Mistress,” he panted.

But he knew what was coming next, and I could see that his cock strained against his cage and he struggled to keep his knees parted. I picked up the heavy paddle and stood at the right angle. I lightly tapped it against his balls until he whimpered, and then I pulled back my arm and swung, hard, and harder. I beat his balls until he screamed and nearly collapsed on the ground in front of me.

“Now, what do you say to your Mistress?” I asked with a smile.

“Thank you, Mistress,” he said, and I let him collapse into my arms.

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Come back tomorrow for C is for Choking!!