Ballbusting company III

Chapter 3: Overtime.

The morning was quiet. My testicles still sensitive but nothing to worry about. Besides, that was my free day. I would spend it wearing only boxers and letting my balls rest and maybe in the night I would masturbate thinking about Roxanne’s ass. She was so hot!
I went down to the kitchen to prepare myself a breakfast. I turned on the tv, it was a talk show for women, the presenter was wearing a neckline that leaves no much for imagination
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“Now, we recieve to the next guess. The future executive on ballbusting company, Roxanne!” Said the presenter. I jumped from my chair, my bulge bounced for the speed which I felt because of my sensitivity.
Roxanne walked in scene, she was wearing a very short skirt and a white blouse with the first buttons untied. She look gorgeous.
“Tell us, Roxanne. How did you get in first place in the contest?”
Sure, I’ll tell you” Roxanne said. “I sell 500 unities to Madame Meredith Femme”
“The owner of the French hotel chain?”
“Femme hotels, yeah” Roxanne said. Both women smiled like old friends.

I immediately took my keys and drove to the company. I went directly to miss Mendez's office, of course she wasn’t expecting me.
“Miss Mendez, I need to talk to you” I said. She looked me surprised.
“Leonardo, it’s your free day, is everything ok?” Asked.
“No” i said. “How did Roxanne got the first place?”
“Oh, that.” She said. “Take sit.” I did, meanwhile miss Mendez got a book and opened by the half. “A total of five hundred unities at the name of…”
“Roxanne?” I asked.
“I’m afraid yes. She led the negotiations with Madame Femme, so the sells are her’s.”
“How I’m I supposed to reach her! And not talk about outsell her.” Was over, I had already lost. I would never become an executive. Miss Mendez thought for a moment.
“Hey, don’t quit so fast. You’re Leonardo Steel balls! The only man in ballbusting company.” Said. That made me feel better.
“That sell was because of my balls” I said.
“Exactly, you can sell more”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you still have balls, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I do” I said.
“Well, grabb them good and go out to oversell her! Sell, Leo.”

Miss Mendez was right. Although today was my free day, I could use it to overcome Roxanne. She was busy with her tv show while I would be selling.
“I have a costumer here” Miss Mendez said, giving me a card. “I was about going to see her, cause all the manager have this day free, but now that you’re here…” she said. I smiled, I felt lucky that Miss Mendez were so nice to a man like me. “Nice outfit, by the way” she said. I looked down and I realized that I wasn’t wearing pants! I made a silly smile to her but she was already giving me a hard kick to the nuts.

I called to the number she gave me, it belongs to a women named Rita Castro, the owner of a chain of restaurants named “The castrated male”
We meet at one of her restaurants. It was a steakhouse, they had some other kind of food, but that was the specialty. The decoration was cowboys and desert stuff. Miss Rita Castro was a 20 years old woman who had just inherited the restaurant from her mother, she also had a big brother who worked with her at the restaurant, receiving the costumers and receiving kicks in his balls by women.
A very fine place.

I arrived there and introduced myself. Rita was sitting in a very comfortable sofa.
“I thought I would be meeting Miss Mendez.” She said.
“That was her plan, but I was asked to meet you in her place. Miss Mendez sent me personally.”
“Well, let’s begin” she said. She raised her foot that impacted directly on my nuts
“Uuuhh” i moaned.
“Haha, what a moan, very manly. Take a seat.” She said. I sat in front if her and I gave her the catalogue. “I don’t want so see a catalogue”
“Don’t you?”
“No” she said. “What’s the point of a meeting if I’m just gonna read a catalogue? I could just ask you te send me that and read in whenever I want. Why would I need you?” She said, and she’s got a point. I took a moment to think.
“Ok, you can tell me what do you want for you restaurant and I suggest you something.” I said.
“Yeah, I like that” she said. “I want that all my male costumers feel balls pain every second they’re in my restaurant. I want that they relate balls pain with Castrated male restaurant” said Rita. I could see the ballbuster sparkle in her eyes. Yes, she was an idealistic young woman.

I thought for a while until a remember that product that we almost don’t sell. Page 254, the pull up balls chair.
It’s a special chair with a kind of wooden bulge, where men put their testicles. That makes that when a guy take seat, his balls are a little pulled up. The chair includes a wooden bar that you can adjust more up, or more down, adjusting how hard it’s gonna be crushing his balls.. I showed this to Rita and she loved it.
“I love it, Can we do a test?”
“Oh, shit” i said.
“Sorry, what?”
“Sorry, I said ‘shit’ cause… however I’ll call someone to bring it here and you can use my balls to try it.”
“Perfect, call me when they arrive.”

I made a call and the brought me a prototype. Was an excellent quality chair. I called miss Castro and I sat down at the chair. She adjusted the wooden bar so it crushed my balls very lightly. Was a light pain but constant. Then Rita decided that she wanted more emotion so she went down three levels at once.
I screamed in pain, my balls, before oval shaped, was now flat. My eyes wide open just like my mouth at the time my voice was losing strength because of the intense pain, suddenly Miss Castro take off the wooden bar and I fell rolling on the floor holding my poor testicles.
“I love it” said Rita. “Every single chair in my restaurants will be one of these.

Miss Castro walked away and I stayed there dealing with my pain. I hadn’t pay attention of what she said, but I was hoping it were something good. Finally I was able to stand up, in that moment miss Castro came back, at her side was a tall, muscled man who looked kind of like her.
“He is my brother, Francis.” She said.
“ It’s a pleasure to meet you” I said.
“You too, is this the chair?” Asked Francis.
“Yes, it is” said miss Castro. Francis took sit on it and his balls were pulled up. And what size of balls! There was just one explanation, they were swollen. “I’m gonna order this amount” said giving me a paper. “I made some numbers, I need those to cover all the restaurants.” I saw the paper, she wanted twelve hundred chairs!!!
“Wow, are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes of curse!” She said “Besides, that thing of trying the products on your own balls, it’s very manly from you. You’re a good male”
“I agree” said Francis. “This chair is quite comfortable”
“Oh, wait until I add this” said Rita showing the wooden bar.
“Shit” he said.
Twelve hundred unities. With that order, not only I could reach Roxanne, but I oversell her!
“Miss Castro” I said, she was adjusting the wood on her brothers testicles, he was trying to resist all his pain, cause the wooden bar was at level 6. Much more pressure than I had with twice the size of my balls. She looked at me. “Can you please kick me in the balls?” I asked. She smiled and run towards me, sending a powerful kick to my balls. Was a perfectly accurate kick, a perfect kick for a perfect sale, my balls was so sore, just as it must be.

I got up to my car feeling happy for working in my free day. I arrived home and I find Roxanne’s Instagram page. She was showing her boobs or ass en almost every picture. I find the one where she was wearing less clothes, that was her at the beach wearing a tiny bikini. Perfect.
I took my dick and I started to stroke it staring at her. She was so hot!!
My dick reacted instantly getting rock hard. And, how it wouldn’t? Roxanna was a bitch, but was also a goddess.
I keep stroking up and down imagining her moving her ass in front of me, then she sent her foot behind her and her heel impacts right in my sore balls!
“Oh, yeah, Roxanne. Bust my balls!!” I said at the time a sperm jet came out and fell over my phone, right in Roxanne’s face. That bitch look good with my sperm on her.
I took a shower and dressed only with my boxers. Tomorrow would be a day full of testicular agony, but I can handle it. I’m a male after all.