I woke up this morning to find Mistress holding my very sore blue balls. Mistress looked down at me and said, "Good morning slave. wasn't last night fun. I Bet your balls are ready to explode after all that egdging we did. Well today's the day you get the ball busting you begged for last night, and maybe earn that orgasm you think you need so badly. I however know that you don't need to cum, you just want to cum, and sometimes slaves don't get what they want" Mistress then gave me a few painful squeezes to my very sensitive balls.
Mistress got up and tossed me a pair of panties and said, "Here put these on slave." Mistress then removed my chastity cage and told me to get dressed.
I got up and put on the panties Mistress had given me. They were a red thong that had a small hole outlined with white lace in the front of them. I pulled my panties up over my hips and then pulled my cock and balls through the very small hole in the front. I turned back to my Mistress who then said, "No, not like that slave, I only want your balls sticking out of the hole, we don't want your cock getting in the way of all the fun we are going to have with your balls."I fixed my panties and Mistress said, "Much better slave, now we will have full access to your balls. I love how venerable and inviting they look hanging between your legs."
Mistress continued with, "Slave, I decided to make a few changes to our plans today. I thought it would be fun to have a cookout with some of my friends, so I will wait untill after the cookout to start with your ball busting. Don't you think it will be more fun with an audience." Mistress continued with, "I think I'll let my friends decide if you earned an orgasm or not, so you better do your best to impress them. Don't worry slave you still have a chance to fuck me, but just remember that if you act like a pussy you won't be getting my pussy."
" Mistress then handed me a little box and told me to open it up. inside the box was a weighted silver metal ring that went around my ball sack. "Now put it on slave, and let's see how it looks." I snapped the ring on above my balls and let it hang down freely. I'm sure it only weighed a pound or so, but it felt like I had 10 pounds hanging from my already tender balls.
After we ate breakfast and I had cleaned up the kitchen, Mistress told me she felt like going for a little jog. She tossed me a tshirt and a very baggy pair of shorts and said, "Put these on and we'll get going." We walked out the front door and Mistress told me, "You better keep up slave, I think we need to get our heart rates up for today's activities." Mistress then started jogging down the street at a faster than normal pace. I had to run to catch up with her. The heavy ring hanging from my balls made this a very painful task. Every step I took felt like someone was trying to rip my balls off. I must have been quite a spectacle as I jogged down the street with the ring swinging painfully between my legs, making every step more painful than the last.
By the time we got back to the house we were both out of breath. Mistress from the jog, and me from the deep ache I felt in my balls and stomach. Once back inside mistress said, "That was really fun, why don't you rub my feet while we catch our breath." As I rubbed Mistress's feet I thought my balls would get a little break from the pain they were feeling. I was wrong, because as i was rubbing one foot, Mistress would playfully kick me in my balls with the other.
Once Mistress felt that I had spent enough time rubbing her feet she said, "Slave run up to the bedroom and bring me down the humbler, and I do mean run slave." I did my best to run and get the humbler. Running caused my balls to swing painfully between my legs, but I knew it was in my best interest to do as my Mistress said. Just walking was turning into a very painful activity, and running was pure agony.
Once I was back with the humbler Mistress removed the weight hanging from my balls. Mistress then had me stand in front of her so she could inspect my balls. As Mistress grabbed my balls, she asked if they were sore. I replied, "Yes Mistress, they are very sore" Mistress replied, "Why would they be sore already, we haven't even started with your ball busting yet. All we did was go for a nice jog." Mistress then went on to say, "You must be enjoying yourself though, I see a nice little wet spot on the front of your panties. See, I told you this would be fun." Mistress then had me turn around and bend over so she could put the humbler on.
Once she was done I turned around and that is when Mistress said, "Slave, I was thinking about our cookout with my friends. I think it will be nice to relax with my friends while you cater to our every need, don't you?" I responded with, "Yes mistress, I think that will be alot of fun for you and your friends." Mistress then went on to say, "I was thinking we would have Bbq chicken, corn on the cob, potato salad, and why don't you cook some burgers and hot dogs just to make sure we have enough food. We should have everything we need already, but I'll need you to make your world famous potato salad before they get here." I then ask how many people will be at the cookout so I knew how much food to prepare. Mistress told me it should only be about 10 people.
Mistress then told me I should go start making the potato salad and preparing the rest of the food for the cookout this afternoon. I hobbled into the kitchen and started to get everything ready for the cookout. It must have been very entertaining for Mistress as she watched her slave hunched over in the kitchen trying to get everything ready. I swear, it seemed like everything I needed was on the top shelves of the cabinets. If you have ever worn a humbler than you know that trying to reach up for things is a very painful task.
I was finally done getting ready for the cookout and thought Mistress might give me a much needed rest. Mistress then yelled into the kitchen, "Slave, one of the lightbulbs in the ceiling fan in there is burned out, would you be a dear and change it for me." I climbed up on the step stool and reached up to change the bulb, because of the humbler, it felt like I was gonna rip my balls off. I never thought that changing a light bulb could be such a painful task, but Mistress found a way.
I found my way back into the livingroom where Mistress was, and she said, "Good slave, I think we are all set for the cookout. Why don't you get down on all fours so I can put my feet up and relax for a little bit. You can relax to and be my foot rest." Finally Mistress let me get into a position that stopped the humbler from pulling painfully on my balls. That was untill Mistress decided that she was most comfortable resting her feet on the ends of the humbler. As she did this the pain I was feeling in my balls only intensified. Again, Mistress found a way to make a very simple task very painful.
After about an hour Mistress got up and relieved me of my footstool duties. Mistress looked at me and said, "I want you to go take a shower. Be sure to clean yourself inside and out, just in case someone want to fuck you with their strap on tonight." Mistress then removed the humbler and locked my chastity cage back on and Mistress added, "I don't want you running into the shower and jerking off real quick, first you need to earn your orgasm." Mistress never lets me out of her sight without my chastity cage locked on. And now with my pa piercing she doesn't have to worry about me trying to pull my cock out of it's cage and jerking off behind her back anymore. Mistress has truly made it impossible for me to cum without her permission, not that I would disobey her by trying to. Mistress truly owns my cock and balls, and all the cum that comes out of them.
I then went up to get ready for the cookout with a set of balls that I don't think could take anymore abuse. This was truly going to be the hardest orgasm that I have ever tried to earn. I just have to keep trying to convince myself that I still have a chance to cum, that Mistress has not already decided that I will not be allowed to cum. Either way, at this point I am just along for the ride. All my choices were taken away from me when I didn't take Mistress up on her offer to give me a ruined orgasm last night. Mistress knows exactly how to keep me right where she wants me, and for that I love her very deeply. Mistress knows what I need even if I don't.
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A fun day of ball busting
​Part 1
I woke up this morning to find Mistress holding my very sore blue balls. Mistress looked down at me and said, "Good morning slave. wasn't last night fun. I Bet your balls are ready to explode after all that egdging we did. Well today's the day you get the ball busting you begged for last night, and maybe earn that orgasm you think you need so badly. I however know that you don't need to cum, you just want to cum, and sometimes slaves don't get what they want" Mistress then gave me a few painful squeezes to my very sensitive balls.
Mistress got up and tossed me a pair of panties and said, "Here put these on slave." Mistress then removed my chastity cage and told me to get dressed.
I got up and put on the panties Mistress had given me. They were a red thong that had a small hole outlined with white lace in the front of them. I pulled my panties up over my hips and then pulled my cock and balls through the very small hole in the front. I turned back to my Mistress who then said, "No, not like that slave, I only want your balls sticking out of the hole, we don't want your cock getting in the way of all the fun we are going to have with your balls."I fixed my panties and Mistress said, "Much better slave, now we will have full access to your balls. I love how venerable and inviting they look hanging between your legs."
Mistress continued with, "Slave, I decided to make a few changes to our plans today. I thought it would be fun to have a cookout with some of my friends, so I will wait untill after the cookout to start with your ball busting. Don't you think it will be more fun with an audience." Mistress continued with, "I think I'll let my friends decide if you earned an orgasm or not, so you better do your best to impress them. Don't worry slave you still have a chance to fuck me, but just remember that if you act like a pussy you won't be getting my pussy."
" Mistress then handed me a little box and told me to open it up. inside the box was a weighted silver metal ring that went around my ball sack. "Now put it on slave, and let's see how it looks." I snapped the ring on above my balls and let it hang down freely. I'm sure it only weighed a pound or so, but it felt like I had 10 pounds hanging from my already tender balls.
After we ate breakfast and I had cleaned up the kitchen, Mistress told me she felt like going for a little jog. She tossed me a tshirt and a very baggy pair of shorts and said, "Put these on and we'll get going." We walked out the front door and Mistress told me, "You better keep up slave, I think we need to get our heart rates up for today's activities." Mistress then started jogging down the street at a faster than normal pace. I had to run to catch up with her. The heavy ring hanging from my balls made this a very painful task. Every step I took felt like someone was trying to rip my balls off. I must have been quite a spectacle as I jogged down the street with the ring swinging painfully between my legs, making every step more painful than the last.
By the time we got back to the house we were both out of breath. Mistress from the jog, and me from the deep ache I felt in my balls and stomach. Once back inside mistress said, "That was really fun, why don't you rub my feet while we catch our breath." As I rubbed Mistress's feet I thought my balls would get a little break from the pain they were feeling. I was wrong, because as i was rubbing one foot, Mistress would playfully kick me in my balls with the other.
Once Mistress felt that I had spent enough time rubbing her feet she said, "Slave run up to the bedroom and bring me down the humbler, and I do mean run slave." I did my best to run and get the humbler. Running caused my balls to swing painfully between my legs, but I knew it was in my best interest to do as my Mistress said. Just walking was turning into a very painful activity, and running was pure agony.
Once I was back with the humbler Mistress removed the weight hanging from my balls. Mistress then had me stand in front of her so she could inspect my balls. As Mistress grabbed my balls, she asked if they were sore. I replied, "Yes Mistress, they are very sore" Mistress replied, "Why would they be sore already, we haven't even started with your ball busting yet. All we did was go for a nice jog." Mistress then went on to say, "You must be enjoying yourself though, I see a nice little wet spot on the front of your panties. See, I told you this would be fun." Mistress then had me turn around and bend over so she could put the humbler on.
Once she was done I turned around and that is when Mistress said, "Slave, I was thinking about our cookout with my friends. I think it will be nice to relax with my friends while you cater to our every need, don't you?" I responded with, "Yes mistress, I think that will be alot of fun for you and your friends." Mistress then went on to say, "I was thinking we would have Bbq chicken, corn on the cob, potato salad, and why don't you cook some burgers and hot dogs just to make sure we have enough food. We should have everything we need already, but I'll need you to make your world famous potato salad before they get here." I then ask how many people will be at the cookout so I knew how much food to prepare. Mistress told me it should only be about 10 people.
Mistress then told me I should go start making the potato salad and preparing the rest of the food for the cookout this afternoon. I hobbled into the kitchen and started to get everything ready for the cookout. It must have been very entertaining for Mistress as she watched her slave hunched over in the kitchen trying to get everything ready. I swear, it seemed like everything I needed was on the top shelves of the cabinets. If you have ever worn a humbler than you know that trying to reach up for things is a very painful task.
I was finally done getting ready for the cookout and thought Mistress might give me a much needed rest. Mistress then yelled into the kitchen, "Slave, one of the lightbulbs in the ceiling fan in there is burned out, would you be a dear and change it for me." I climbed up on the step stool and reached up to change the bulb, because of the humbler, it felt like I was gonna rip my balls off. I never thought that changing a light bulb could be such a painful task, but Mistress found a way.
I found my way back into the livingroom where Mistress was, and she said, "Good slave, I think we are all set for the cookout. Why don't you get down on all fours so I can put my feet up and relax for a little bit. You can relax to and be my foot rest." Finally Mistress let me get into a position that stopped the humbler from pulling painfully on my balls. That was untill Mistress decided that she was most comfortable resting her feet on the ends of the humbler. As she did this the pain I was feeling in my balls only intensified. Again, Mistress found a way to make a very simple task very painful.
After about an hour Mistress got up and relieved me of my footstool duties. Mistress looked at me and said, "I want you to go take a shower. Be sure to clean yourself inside and out, just in case someone want to fuck you with their strap on tonight." Mistress then removed the humbler and locked my chastity cage back on and Mistress added, "I don't want you running into the shower and jerking off real quick, first you need to earn your orgasm." Mistress never lets me out of her sight without my chastity cage locked on. And now with my pa piercing she doesn't have to worry about me trying to pull my cock out of it's cage and jerking off behind her back anymore. Mistress has truly made it impossible for me to cum without her permission, not that I would disobey her by trying to. Mistress truly owns my cock and balls, and all the cum that comes out of them.
I then went up to get ready for the cookout with a set of balls that I don't think could take anymore abuse. This was truly going to be the hardest orgasm that I have ever tried to earn. I just have to keep trying to convince myself that I still have a chance to cum, that Mistress has not already decided that I will not be allowed to cum. Either way, at this point I am just along for the ride. All my choices were taken away from me when I didn't take Mistress up on her offer to give me a ruined orgasm last night. Mistress knows exactly how to keep me right where she wants me, and for that I love her very deeply. Mistress knows what I need even if I don't.
​To be continued.