Busty Britney destroys poor Dale

So this is a little story in reply ro a request from r/SnooPandas7659. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it.

You'd have to be blind to miss me. I'm the young hot bitch that turns every man's head as she walks by. I'm not your normal temptress, I'm molten lava, I'm so hot!

As I slip on my transparent pleaser platform heels two things are guaranteed tonight. One, I'm going to need my wedge heels as well. And two, some guy will be begging me for mercy. Why? Because my hot ass is guaranteed to reel in another sucker.

My name is Britney, I'm 22, fresh outta college and ready for more fun after a hard day's work. I might only just reach 5ft tall but I've made up for my lack of height with my confidence. That and a body like mine helps. I'm not your skinny model, I'm thick, juicy and plump in all the right places! My ass is curvy but not too big, my tits are 38F and boy do they attract alotta attention! My thighs are like small trunks, tanned, firm but full of muscle. Never kneed a guy who's balls didn't take the full power of them before. My feet, small and sexy and only a size 6. But they are deadly in my heels.

As I checked myself in the mirror one last time I know I'm ready to go out and search for my next ballbusting victim. My skirt barely covers my ass and my top firmly keeps my tits on display, just right for the task in hand. I grab my bag and put my wedge heels next to the chair ready for later and I'm off.

Barely an hour into my night out in the bar and I've found myself a stray. Sat alone at a table with his beer, still in his suit, it's clear this guy had a bad day. I lean over the end of the table from him and go in for the kill.

"Hey sweetie, you look like you could do with cheering up?". He looks up finally lost in his own little world.

"You could say that, thanks. I just had a tough day at the office". Don't we all I thought. But there was no backing off now for me. This one was mine.

"Do you mind if I take a seat and join you?". Classic, but effective. I lean in a way that just plumps my tits to their full effectiveness. He notices and goes a little red in the face, embarrassed, but mesmerized by me.

"Sure, I could do with some company". He says. But instead of pulling up a seat and sitting next to him I sat right in his lap before he realized what was going on.
I lean back and begin to fidget to get comfortable. It has the desired effect as I can feel his cock getting harder against my ass cheeks.

"Just relax sweetie, I'm Britney by the way". He gasps as I begin to slowly twerk my ass against his cock. "I'm Dale, nice to meet you Britney. But as lovely as this is, I'm not sure I'm in the mood for this". I smile and whisper seductively into his ear "Are you sure Dale? Because I can feel one bigggggg reason to say otherwise". I wasn't going to stop until he had cum. I slowly place my hand on top of his and guide them to my tits. My slow rhythmic twerking against his cock, combined with my hands guiding Dale's reluctant hands across my voluptuous boobs had the desired effect. I could feel his breathing become more erratic, his body relaxing a little more. And then I felt the sudden jerking of his cock as he cum inside his pants and underwear. My ass had done it again. I gave him a few moments to recover before lifting my ass off him. I turn around to face him smiling. Now I confirm the prey is mine. I place my right pleaser platform sole into his balls and begin applying pressure. Dale instinctively grabs my ankle but there is no way he can gather enough strength to prise it away from his balls. As I increase the strength slightly I look into Dale's eyes.

"Sweetie, I've given you pleasure. Now it's time you allow me to have some pleasure at your expense. So let's go back to my place and I'll introduce your balls to these sexy little things". I grind my sole left and right to emphasize I meant my heels. Dale pleaded but to no avail.

"No, please Britney, I'm not into ballbusting. Please, not this". He begs me, but I don't care.

"Dale, tonight is going to be one long night for you". I giggle and lift my platform off his balls. I reach down and grab his balls with my right hand. I squeeze and yank them towards me and he leaps up out of his seat to avoid having them ripped from his body. I then escort him quickly out of the bar. As I walk in front of him with my hand still firmly attached to his package and him whimpering and trying his best to keep up with my pace.

Two girls at the bar turn to one another and laugh "looks like Britney has another unlucky bastard in her hands again". The guys around them all wince and cross their legs and the women all laugh. They know how hot, sexy and deadly she is.

I get Dale back to mine in less than five minutes. Every so often I squeezed his balls to make him gasp and double over. Then I'll scold him for stopping like I had nothing to do with it. I'm such a bitch and I love it. I rip his clothes off him the moment he gets into my house. I waste no time slamming him against the wall. I pull his head down beside me as I press my thigh hard into his balls. "Dale, you'll meet my knees now. Then when you fall, and you will fall, you'll meet my feet. Then when you fall on your back. Then the real fun for me begins". I push his head up slightly but keep hold of his hair. I make sure he has a full view of my right leg as it slams into his balls. The first one is always the most fun one. I look at his face. He doubles over and gasps. Then the pain hits his brain like a furnace of agony. He then yelps. Ohhhh I nailed him hard. The next strike lands just as his head is getting back into position again. This time I landed a stronger blow. He screams a little, now I'm smiling, I'm loving my power. The third blow is followed by another two quick ones. Less than two seconds for three strikes and his body doubles over again. This time he doesn't make a sound other than a low guttural sound. I know that's his stomach and he's trying not to be sick. I give him a moment to recover. No guy has ever taken this many knees from me before falling to their knees. I'm shocked, but secretly delighted. I push his head against the wall and cover his mouth. Now I'm going to get real nasty.

I reel my leg back and look Dale in the eyes. "Sweetie, I hope you enjoy these as much as me". I then swing my knee into his balls with all the force I can muster. Dale screams into my small hand. I can see his legs shaking and the force of my blow has begun turning them to jelly. I wasn't finished yet though. I slam another into his balls again just as hard. He is still screaming continuously into my hand and I can see his legs beginning to lose their strength. Then I do something I've never done before. Something I've never had the opportunity to even attempt. I begin kneeing him hard and fast. Everything his legs give way my next knee is there striking him. It's preventing him from falling, but at the same time it's prolonging his agony. Tears are streaming down his face and slowly making my hand over his mouth wet. His screams are now whimpers. I keep up the knee strikes for about five minutes. Might not seem like long but the amount of strikes Dale took was immense. I finally let him fall to his knees. He lands on his knees and slumps his head forward. He is facing my sexy feet and can see them clearly within my transparent pleaser heels. Finally for the first time since the bar his cock begins to get hard.

"Well, looks like you have a foot fetish don't you Dale". I smile as I lift his head to look into mine. He smiles back and nods meekly. I let his head slump back forwards as I seductively begin to rub his cock with the front of my foot. As the plastic part my foot is pressed against makes contact with his cock I can feel his cock quiver slightly against it.

"Dale, you're not supposed to enjoy this more than me, but you're so cute I truly hope you do". Without delay I swing my foot back and slam it hard into his balls. I hold my foot against his balls for a few seconds before lifting it away. Dale shudders with pain as the intensity of the blow registers in his brain. His cock is so aroused he can't hide the pleasure it gave him. I swing my foot back and launch another hard solid kick to his balls. It lifts his knees slightly as I impact. The echo of the connection fills the room and I hear Dale finally speak, softly and quietly but just audible for me to hear.

"Oh dear god this hurts, but I'm so close to cumming". I lift his face and crouch down to speak to him. "Do you want me to kick you until you cum sweetie?". Dale has a look of fear in his face as he struggles with the decision. "Y-y-yes please Britney". He finally replies.

I waste no time knowing the end was near. I push his face against my thigh so it muffles his moaning as I snap my foot back and slam it into his balls. He cries into my thigh and I repeat the process. The kicks are snappy, strong but more reserved than normal. I was going for speed and numerical impact rather than pain. I keep snapping kicks into his balls, over and over again as his cries into my thighs tell me they are having the desired effect. The sound of each kick to my ears was turning me on more than I had ever been before. I could feel myself getting wet as I felt his balls constantly contacting against my foot. His balls were swollen and suffering but his cock was still rock hard. Then without any mercy I could feel his cock oozing pre cum so I whip his head back and delivered the final blow.

"Ohhhh God Dale I hope you enjoy this as much as I will". I swing my foot back all the way and then bring it back forward into Dale's balls with all the strength I had. I felt his balls crash against my pleaser heel. He then begins crying loudly as his cock starts squirting cum all up my ankle. I orgasm myself as I leave my foot pressed against his suffering balls. When he finishes cumming Dale automatically falls flat on his stomach as I remove my foot from his balls.

"I'm sorry Britney, let me clean you up". Dale then begins licking his cum from my ankles as I wipe a tear away from my eyes. This guy truly is a gentleman. I let him recover after he finishes cleaning up. I take off my pleaser heels and walk over to the chair. I sit down and put on my huge wedge heels. Now the final part of the ballbusting was about to begin.

"Dale come here to me. I want you to do as I say and I promise you the next time you cum it'll be even better than just now". He slowly kneels over to where I'm sitting. "Now put your balls over the end of the chair. My wedges are going to milk your balls dry now". As the realization kicks in Dale knows my wedges are doing to destroy him. Before he can object I clamp my hand over his mouth as he places his balls on the end of the chair. I place my right wedge on his balls and begin pressing down. Dale begins moaning into my hand as I increase the pressure.
"Look down at my sexy little foot Dale. I want you to keep your eyes on that foot at all times. Now stroke my thighs Dale. You're not helping yourself cum either". He slowly looks down and as he watches my sexy little tanned foot crush his balls his cock begins to stiffen and get hard again. "Good boy Dale, now enjoy this sweetie".

I then spent the next hour slowly teasing his cock then when he was on the edge of cumming I would walk away for a little bit until his cock shrunk back down. I then repeated that process again until he was on the edge again. Dale was clearly losing his mind as my sexy foot worked its magic on his balls. I wanted to have this fun for as long as I could make it last.
"Right Dale, brace yourself, this is going to hurt but I promise it'll be worth it". Now was crunch time (no pun intended). Normally I wouldn't care if a guy lost his balls, but Dale was special. I wanted him to remain unscathed after tonight, relatively speaking.

I then began stomping and grinding down with small little blows. Not enough to damage him anymore but just enough to cause the pain receptors to inform his brain. As he began sobbing into my hands I then began to increase the intensity of the blows and the power I crushed his balls under my foot. Then when I knew he was ready I finished his milking, Britney style.

"Dale, you'll can cum now", I softly whispered into his ear. "Stroke my foot now, Dale". As he began stroking my foot I kept increasing the pressure then suddenly removing it, then doing it again. All in a split moment. As he stroked my little foot my wedges had the desired effect and Dale began shooting his load all over the chair. I pressed down harder than ever before to drain the last dregs of his cum and then I removed my foot from his balls. Dale then had to lie down after licking his cum up again.

It took him half an hour before he had the energy to stand up. As he leaned over to get his clothes I stood up from another chair. "What are you doing Dale?". He looked over to me and replied "I'm getting dressed so I can leave". I look at him and slowly begin to smile. "Oh, is that so? Well unfortunately for you, you'll need to pull an all-nighter before your work is satisfactory". I wink at him and tenderly link my fingers through his. As I lead him to the bedroom I say "Dale I can fuck like a steam train, I go all night long". I push him onto the bed and remove my top and skirt in one swift movement as I climb on top of him.

I'd never fucked a victim before, but that's the night I met my husband. I'm now happily married to him and have been for over 4 years.

I'm still fucking hot, sexy, fuller figured and believe me Dale is the only man who gets his balls busted and milked now. And trust me those pleaser heels and wedges are used almost daily.