Punished by my Naughty Girlfriend

Last week, I really fucked up. I didn't even really notice what I was doing. Three years into the relationship with my girlfriend Jil, this situation had never occurred before. And to be honest, I'm never gonna let it happen ever again. She has successfully taught me that lesson.

It was Friday evening and I finally had some time to play video games after a busy week at work. I got into LOL and ended up in a rather long and tense match. Since I could be *very* competitive, my heart rate was up as if I was working out, and I was in complete tunnel vision.

At first, I didn't even notice that Jil entered the room after her shower, although the desk was facing the door. Only when she positioned herself right in front of it and grabbed her long, dark hair with both hands in a sexy pose, I finally glanced up for a second.

Seeing her fully in the nude was an amazing surprise. Her soft skin was still glistening wet. With her 5 feet 5 inches, she was just tall enough that her freshly shaven pussy was visible above the edge of the desk in front of me.

Mesmerized, I let my eyes wander up her body that was the perfect mix of curvy and busy, but tight and fit from her martial arts background. Her beautiful face, blessed with amazing exotic features from her Asian mom and Persian dad had desire and affection written all over. Good lord, did she look sexy.

The audible death of my virtual hero disrupted my admiration and made me realize that I had stared at her a few seconds too long. My eyes instantly darted back to the screen.

"Oh... Fuck!" I yelled and got back into the game. Somehow, it annoyed me that I had been so easily distracted. Hopefully, I hadn't thrown the match at this point.

"In case you can't tell, babe..." Jil purred at me in her sexy, breathy voice. "... I'd love to get laid!"

"Just gimme one minute!" I shortly said without looking up. "Can you wait for me in bed?"

The silence that followed should've been a warning to me. Seriously, I know exactly how stupid I was acting. But in that moment, my mind was just fully consumed by the urgent desire to win.

There was a motion in front of the desk and Jil suddenly disappeared. Not before her hands worked their way up along the insides of my thighs, I realized that she was actually under the desk and in between my knees. Her touches were a strange mix of tender and demanding and instantly ran a hot shiver through my body.

Upon reaching my groin with both hands and giving my package an exploring, soft squeeze, she skillfully opened the zipper of my jeans, followed by the single button at the front of my loose boxers. When her fingers fished for my cock and finally pulled it out through the opening, I let out an involuntary gasp. At this point, I should've been rock hard. Sad to say, the game still had me consumed.

"Oh no, what is going on here?" Jil said in a mocking tone.

"Babe, i said one minute!" It came out a lot more annoyed as I intended to. The next in-game attack begun and it was now or never to bring this one home.

A sudden twitch went through my body, when her fingers found my left testicle and rather roughly pulled it out through my opened zipper, too. Shortly after, she also exposed the right one. With my whole package laid bare, the narrow opening of my jeans threatfully prohibited my jewels to withdraw back inside, given that they could only squeeze through one by one.

In the next moment, I felt something wet and warm engulf the tip of my cock. The stimulation finally took it's toll and sent hot shivers through my body as my cock stiffened, further obstructing my balls' passage to the confined space of my pants. With a deep sigh, I looked down at Jil's pretty face, as she was relishly sucking my cock while carefully observing me through her deep, dark eyes. The short glance nearly cost me my hero's life again.

"I told you not now! I'm busy." I said, beginning to get a bit angry about the fact that she was not listening to me, or just didn't care. That girl was DTF almost all the time. As much as I usually enjoyed it, it was just not the right time at this moment. Reluctantly, her mouth withdrew.

"I waited for two hours. I'm horny!" she complained in a deeply unsatisfied voice and continued sucking on my balls one by one. As amazing as it was, I couldn't shake the feeling of strong intimidation when her tongue and lips caressed the most sensitive parts of my body.

"Just deal with it until I'm ready for you!" I was about to start a fight with her, since that stupid game and my competitive nature had nearly all of my attention sucked up. I really didn't notice how dumb I was acting.

When the sensation stopped, I thought that I had finally made my point. A very brief glance down showed her still on her knees, her right hand in a fist next to her face, staring up at me with narrowed eyes. Unfortunately, I missed that last warning, too.

When my eyes were back on the screen, Jil punched my balls so hard, it felt like someone was smashing my manhood with a mallet. Unable to withdraw into my jeans, my nuts took the full blow as if they had been tied up. Before I had even opened my mouth to let out a shriek, she buried the knuckles of her other fist into them.

To my sorrow, my girl really knew how to deliver a punch to a pair of balls, despite the lack of space under the desk. As if she was working a punching meat, she continued throwing hard, rapid blows to my helplessly exposed genitals. Before I had pushed back the chair enough to actually fall off it and roll into a tight ball on the floor, she landed six cruel hits.

"AAAAHHHHRRRGGHHH... my balls... ohh babe..." I sobbed as I found myself right in front of her, almost under the desk. The agony radiating into my abdomen was beyond imagination. Her previous effort to get me hard and aroused made the sensation even worse. With my whole package still squeezed out of my jeans' zipper, rolling in too much added a painful tug that nearly made me pass out.

I looked up and saw a twinkle of satisfaction and mischief in her dark eyes, that I had never seen there before. Her mean, bratty smirk was absolutely defeating. As was her stunning nudity, a cruel reminder of the fact that I could be fucking this beauty right in this moment, had I not been such a dick.

Without another word, she got up and stepped over me, leaving me on the floor in misery. Panting, I laid under the desk and waited for the ache to ebb off enough that I could figure out how to get my useless meat back into my pants.

 

About 30 awful minutes, a shower and tons of whining and moaning later, I stepped into the bedroom, fully nude. Even the slightest touch from a piece of clothes elicited an awful sting from my swollen balls.

Jil laid on her back and slept, still naked. The thin blanket only covered her right leg and hip, leaving her inviting, smooth crotch mostly free. I so badly wanted to make up for my previous mistake and fuck her brains out. But somehow, my girlfriend suddenly really intimidated me. She had sack-tapped and threatened my balls a couple of times throughout our relationship, but it was nothing compared to the cruel punishment from earlier. I could still feel her knuckles as if they had been imprinted on my testicles.

Carefully, I climbed onto the bed until I was on top of her on all fours. Having my knees on either side of her bare leg was scary, but I didn't want to give her the impression that I was trying to hide her favorite toy from her. The second, she felt the mattress give in from my hands on either side of her head, she opened her pretty eyes and looked at me with a curious smile.

"Oh, mister *ouch-my-balls* actually made it to bed." She grinned scornfully, instantly making me blush. Biting her lower lip, she threw a glance down to where my swollen pair and hard cock dangled over her thigh. I winced and gasped when she softly grabbed my balls and slightly lifted them up, weighting them in her palm. But I didn't dare to pull away from her. A single glance at her nude body with erotically arched back that put her boobs at perfect display, had me submitted. "Oh gosh they are so *big*! I think I gotta punch them a bit more often."

"Babe, I'm really sorry! Please let me make up for it." I begged, trying my best to ignore her playful mocking. In one swift motion, Jil pulled her right knee up to the side, placed her foot against my left knee and pushed it away from under me. An instant later, I was on my back and the nude beauty was on top. Like a cat, she arched her back even more, and slid down until her mouth was at my neck, covering my chin in hot kisses on the way. I could feel her hard nipples grinding down my chest.

"Are you horny now?" Jil purred right next to my left ear. I trembled in anticipation and carefully ran my hands down down her soft body until I held her tight butt in both hands.

"Yeeessss..." I moaned and applied some pressure to urge her hip towards my rock hard cock that pointed straight up, ready to enter her. Simultaneously, I tensed my back and pushed my hip up, slightly lifting it off the mattress.

"Then I guess, you gotta deal with it until I'm ready for you." she whispered in the exact same, sexy voice. My brain took a couple of seconds to understand that she was quoting me. Before I really grasped what was happening, I felt her butt twitch violently in my hands. A split second later, my tender balls were absolutely flattened by her knee.

My mouth fell open and a weird, high-pitched squeak came out. The pain exploded in my poor testicles like a nuke. It was absolutely crushing. Jil rolled off me with a cruel, jeering laugh. I couldn't believe that she was doing this to me. And how much she seemed to enjoy it. While rolling into fetal position, I realized that there was no way I was gonna fuck her today...

It took me an hour or so until the pain had ebbed off enough for me to actually go to sleep. Needless to say, I had an awful night. I woke up a couple of times from my swollen balls complaining about the position they ended up in, whenever I rolled around. Twice, I woke up from Jil's bare knee that was pushed up into my groin while she was - allegedly – asleep.

 

I was haunted by dreams of tease and denial by my beautiful girl. When I woke up from the most vivid one in the morning, Jil stood right over me, still in all her nude beauty, hands on her hips. I was on my back and she stood in between my legs, rubbing my morning wood with the sole of her right foot.

"Oooohhhhhh..." I instantly began mourning involuntarily. The dull pain in my balls quickly brought back the hurtful memories of my fuck-up and my beautie's cruel punishment. I opened my mouth to say something, but the wonderful sensation of her toes on my dick left my mind blank. Her sexy, yet powerful pose and the dominant smile added to my helpless situation. Despite the dull, intensifying ache, I couldn't wait to cum, finally! My cock twitched and I felt the warm, rewarding tickle rapidly build up.

"Oh, you wish...!" Jil shortly exclaimed and pulled back her foot. The brutal desperation from the denial increased tenfold as I watched her deliver a kick as if she was lightly shooting a soccer ball. The satisfaction on her face was probably the worst part. She *really* enjoyed the power she had over me. The kick was a lot softer than her knee thrust from last night, but after all the busting and blue-balling, it hurt almost as bad.

"Ouuuhhhhh fuck... my balls... please babe, I can't take it anymore..." I sobbed as I rolled back into the position I had become so familiar with, recently.

"That's too bad." she shrugged. Her voice was loaded with sarcasm. It was insane how much she was able to torment me. "I want waffles for breakfast. Would you take care of that, sweetie?"

I was ready to do anything for her. Moaning and panting, I nodded and pushed myself up to drag myself to the wardrobe. When I bent down to pick up my jeans that I had tossed on the floor last night, I heard Jil's soft, bare feet landing on the floor behind me. I quickly got upright, turned and backed up against the wall.

With a naughty smile, Jil picked up a super thin pair of workout shorts and handed them to me with a look that didn't allow any contradiction. Without any underwear, it was impossible to really restrain my boner and swollen, dangling balls in the thin fabric. Everything was clearly visible. Despite actually wearing something, I felt extremely exposed. To my delight, Jil simply stayed naked.

 

What was a delight at first, proved to be terrible throughout the day. You would expect that getting your balls busted over and over would somewhat reduce your sex drive - but the reality was far from that. At some point, the ache from the blue-balling became worse than the aftermath of Jil's mean kicks and punches. I just couldn't take my eyes of her perfect, nude body, while my balls appeared to become heavier and more sensitive with every minute that passed.

Jil clearly enjoyed the attention and obvious discomfort of my visible, relentless boner. The absence of any balance of sexual power between us was striking. If she still was DTF, she hid it very well. Whatever joy it may have given her, punishing me for my ill behavior appeared to be much more satisfying.

At some point, she actually put on a pair of tight cotton hot-pants, rolled out her workout mat and began doing yoga. I just couldn't take it anymore. Her graceful strength and amazing flexibility reminded me of all the sex that we had and I was craving for so badly. Despite the large size of her boobs, they perfectly complemented her slender body in the extravagant poses she was able to put herself in.

But it gave me an idea. Jil often got aroused in a similar fashion from me doing weight lifting in front of her. Without saying a word, I positioned my mat right in front of hers and began my own workout.

After a few minutes of curious stares at each other, Jil stopped, crossed her legs and fully focused on me. Her smile had changed a bit from the challenging grin she had before, to an actually curious and fascinated one. It was working!

With much more confidence, I made sure to present myself in the best way. When I loaded the heavy barbell onto my shoulders and began doing squats, Jil got to her feet and began walking around me. I was immediately scared, when she got out of my field of view behind my back. Luckily, I was able to observe her in the mirror on the opposite side of the room. Biting her lower lip, she slowly circled me while consuming me with her stares. It was wonderful to see my magic finally working on the half-nude beauty again.

Just when I unloaded the barbell from my shoulders and squatted down deeply to place it on the floor, I noticed a quick motion behind me through my widely opened legs. In absolute desperation I watched her bare leg accelerate. I saw it coming up in between my legs from miles away, but with both of my hands obstructed, there was nothing I could do.

Right in the moment, the barbell got to rest on the floor, and I was at the deepest point of the squad, my girlfriend's bare foot flattened my visible package with an audible *thud*. Admittedly, it was the absolute perfect position for a kick from behind. Once again, it wasn't even that hard. But my balls had reached a state of sensibility that every little flick could've floored me. The giggle behind my back was absolutely humiliating.

"Nice try!" Jil chuckled as I stumbled over the weights and plunged into the mat, cupping my balls with both hands. "But you're much more sexy in this position, anyway."

Like the night before, the exotic hottie stepped right over me, got back to her own mat and continued her workout with a satisfied, triumphant grin. All I could do was lay there and clutch my nuts with both hands, which surely wouldn't ever stop aching until I was allowed to cum.

 

"Shower together?" Jil said in a rather cute and inviting tone as she rolled in her mat. I glanced up and knew that my body had made the decision for me, although chances were good that I was only going to get even more tease, denial and busting. It just didn't matter. All I could do was surrender my package to her over and over and over, until my girldfriend had her revenge on me.

When I finally managed to get up and follow her to the bathroom, she was already naked and in the spacey shower booth. I quickly pulled down my workout shorts and stepped in behind her. Good lord, was I craving to touch her wet, sexy body. When the beauty noticed me, she placed both hands on the opposite wall, bent over and slightly spread her legs. Her hairless pussy was all convincing I needed.

Trembling in anticipation of the release of all the tension, I stepped right behind her and grabbed her perfect butt with both hands. In order to get my cock onto the right level, I had to spread my legs as widely as the shower booth allowed. My cock was absolutely massive and rock hard. This was gonna be worthwhile for her!

Just as the tip of my cock parted her soft pussy lips, Jil mercilessly fired up her right heel. The sole of her foot made perfect impact. I was drowned in desperation as my weak testicles screamed their complaint into my brain and took me down, oblivious to the fun they were going to miss out on. Jil left her foot pressed against my balls, stabilizing herself against the wall with both hands.

When my knees gave in and I went down, her foot was still pushing upwards against my pair. Pathetically, I grabbed and tapped her bare foot to ease it off my tormented testicles. I had lost count how many times she had nailed me in the balls today, but it got worse and worse with every time.

It was so unfair that these useless, sensitive orbs sat right below my cock that was so desperately craving for a release from her. The more she teased and denied me, the stronger the urge became to give her the access that she abused over and over.

"Oooouuugghhhhhhh... babe...!" I howled and sobbed when finally my girlfriend released the defeating pressure and allowed me to fully sink onto my knees. With a joyful grin, she turned around, placed both hands on her pussy and bent over to continue mocking me.

"My balls... ohhh my balls..." she exclaimed in a weird voice somewhere between a ridiculing deep imitation of mine and suppressed giggle. I felt the heat in my face as I probably turned red like a lobster. For years, I had relished her skillful pleasures, totally unaware of how skillful she was in tormenting my genitals.

"Jil, please... what do you want me to do...?" I begged for her punishment to end. She straightened up and placed her hands at either side on the booth while looking down on me with a naughty smirk. Her flawless, superior crotch was right in front of my face, one knee slightly pointing inwards to mostly hide her pussy from my point of view.

"Nothing." She shrugged with a casual voice. "I'm just having fun, since you didn't want to."

"But I want to... I told you, I'm sorry. Please, give me a chance at least." She looked down at me for a few seconds, hopefully considering to have some mercy. Suddenly, the naughtiness in her smile was back.

"I heard that guys can even cum from a kick in the balls if they didn't cum in a while." She laughed. "If you can do this for me, I'll forgive you."

"But..." I was absolutely speechless. It was a sheer impossible demand. "But I... I can't..."

"Well, then you better start enjoying me busting your balls. Either way, I guess."