A Bust in Time

This is a work of fiction and is the result of a fun idea I had. What if we could explore or visit any period from the past and incorporate ballbusting? The possibilities and situations are endless. So here is the first chapter of going back in time. 



‘Holy shit Cassie, you did it. I knew you could do it. I always said you could do it.’ I stared at the round podium she had created. 


‘So you're telling me you've used this machine to travel back in the past and come back again?’ I was staring at my best friend with an amazed look in my eyes. 


‘Oh yes, it works alright Gary, I've tested it myself numerous times. All I do is set a date, time and destination with some coordinates and it takes me back there. I can set a time limit then it'll bring me right back to the same point of time I left in the device again. It's taken years but I've finally perfected it.’ She smiled at me. I gave her a hug as she let tears of joy cascade from her face. She had spent years trying to perfect her idea and theory. And when people laughed at her and thought it was crazy I had been there to keep her positive and smiling. 


‘So imagine how many historical events you could witness And even change the outcome of. You have no idea how powerful this will be.’ I was walking around admiring the time travel device. 


‘True, but I have to be careful. I mean one singular amendment to history can have a cataclysmic effect on a whole host of things. The world traveled back to might not be the same as the one we just literally left.’ I saw the look of worry in her eyes. I thought she had a valid point. 


‘True, it could be both a blessing and a curse. It needs to be used only in the right way and by the right person.’ Cassie could see me being serious and for once was glad I wasn't joking around.


Cassie had been planning things out behind the scenes. She knew I had a weird taste for strange kinks and planned to put that to the test. I loved boots, scissor holds around my neck with a pair of thigh or crotch boots on and boot worship. I had dabbled around and admitted I liked facesitting too. These kinks I had revealed to her all whilst drunk and with no recollection of ever having told her. But little did I know she had been setting the scenes in the past to truly set me up for a fall. One that would benefit her in the present. 


‘Gary, did I tell you as well any injury you sustain visiting the past is erased when you return. You'll still have the memory of it happening along with the psychological effect of it within your brain but you'll be fully healed once you return. That is except death of course so if you travel back in time you have to be truly careful.’ She warned me with a concerned look on her face. 


‘Okay that's interesting to know. I appreciate that warning. I'll be careful when I go. So where are you sending me back in time to?’I was curious to know. Excited as well. 


‘Oh don't worry it'll be a surprise. I want to see if you can figure that out when you get there. It'll only be for half an hour or so, just to give you a brief taste of it. Oh and be careful, anything you take with you can be left in the past if it's not in your hands or pockets when you come back. So don't be foolish and leave something in the past like a gameboy, especially if it's before electricity was even invented. You'll instantly stand out like a sore thumb!’ We both laughed as I pulled a funny look before putting my thumbs up to signal I understood what she meant. 


I was excited and couldn't wait to test her machine out. I stood on the platform and watched her click her tablet device. I stood there and the world went black. Almost instantly my eyes opened and I was standing in the middle of a room. I look around and can see I'm surrounded by men wearing suits of armor and pointing swords at me. I hold my hands up as one approaches me. I'm quickly forced to strip naked and made to lie down. My legs are spread as I'm rope tied to the floor and gagged to stop me protesting. My body was trembling in fear, what was going on? What the fuck has Cassie done, she must have fucked up the coordinates. She must have fucked up where she was sending me. But then a tiny doubt crossed my mind. my gut instinct told me I was being set up. They were waiting for me. It was a trap. Surely. 


As I lay there naked and gagged I heard a loud shout from a female voice and all the armed guards quickly scurried and left the room. It was then that I heard the unmistakable sound of booted feet approaching me. 


A woman in black and gold robes approached me. As she walked round my head and stood between my feet I caught her unmistakable beauty. Standing in front of me was clearly a woman of high regard. And she was wearing a pair of black knee high boots on her feet. Pointy toed and flat heeled. I was utterly gobsmacked. She was nearly 6ft tall, surely they didn't have black leather boots in the 1600's which judging by the ropes and jewelry she had on seemed about the time frame! She opened her mouth to speak.


‘You won't be able to speak at all, peasant. But I am Queen Sabine. Cassie has told me all about your love of these strange things on my feet. But most importantly, she has shown me how to use them to show discipline with them. So I'll be using them to practice on you. So stay still whilst you serve your royal duties to me, your Queen.’ 


That fucking bitch has well and truly set me up! Cassie is the biggest ballbuster I have ever met. She's just using the fucking time travel machine to get me ballbusted by people in the past.


I'm royally fucked here. (Pun intended!)


I can see the Queen is tentative to begin. Almost like she is caught between the curiosity of what she is about to do and my ability to withstand it. She is a remarkably tall woman even for modern times yet in this era she is completely dominant. In her demeanor and the way she had complete command of her guards. She keeps her eyes on my face, I do my best to not meet her probing gaze as it's unnerving. I feel the sole of her boot begin delicately feeling my balls. Moving them around with the toe of her boot. Her eyes keep looking at my face for a reaction testing to see if I am uncomfortable with her actions. 


Then she suddenly yells out, startling me and scaring the absolute shit out of me. ‘FEEL MY WRATH OF VENGEANCE’. Her pale face suddenly contorts in fury and her red hair sways back. I see her boot lift up high in the air. Beads of sweat begin slowly trickling down my neck as I see her boot lift up, almost in slow motion. 


Then it slams down unmercilessly hard against both my balls. I feel the hard slap of the boot sole, I feel the flattening of my balls being pushed against my body. Her strike was harder than anything I had ever experienced in my life. Then the pain suddenly hit all my senses like a bulldozer. The burning feeling of nausea traveling up my throat, the searing cramping mess in my lower stomach and the aching throbbing stabbing of pain in my now crushed balls. 


I couldn't be sick otherwise I'd choke to death, I couldn't scream as I was gagged. I was suddenly, with one blow, nearly completely delirious with fear, pain and utter submission. Queen Sabine hadn't even released her boot from my balls. As she looked deeply at my face I glanced at her and saw the side of her lips twist into a sickening smile. She was enjoying the power she had over me. She was enjoying seeing me in pain from a blow she delivered. I was aware that usually other people delivered rough justice for their King or Queen but it was obvious this was something she wanted to enjoy. 


‘Allow me to show you what Cassie said you like.’ With a sudden look of seriousness Queen Sabine began grinding my balls hard with the sole of her boot. She pressed harder and harder with each twist she delivered. Her boots were the most deadly weapon she could ever have imagined. I was unable to look at the Queen as I fought wave after wave of cramping pains in my body. My balls were on fire and I felt they were going to be turned into mush at any second. The grinding, twisting boot seemed never ending and all I could do was watch her boot twist and twist against my pathetic useless balls.


‘I could get used to this peasant.’ she spoke with a quiet controlled voice, her anger seemingly gone and the furious yell from earlier seeming out of place for her quiet nature. But one thing I knew for certain was that her power was unmissable. She finally stopped grinding my balls and lifted her boot off my balls. She crouched down and saw that they had swollen up badly. They were red and tender and she slapped my balls with her palm and I shuddered against my restraints. 


‘Now peasant, it's time to break you once and for all. I think it's safe to release you for this next part.’ She untied my arms and legs from their ropes. All resistance from me was gone. I was winded, shaking all over and in total agony. 


‘Follow my commands and do not, under any circumstances, disobey me.’ I nodded my head to show I understood her. 


I was hoping she would let me leave but I was curious in another way to see what she would do next? 


Queen Sabine lifted my legs high in the air and I watched in horror as she jumped up and landed both boots hard on my balls. I felt them completely constrict under her boot soles and she continued to stand full weight on my balls. 


‘Stroke the Royal footwear peasant.’ She commanded. I forced myself to slowly stroke her boots. My fetish got the better of me and my cock started to grow hard. Even with the extreme pain I was in I couldn't help myself. The Queen saw this and began to laugh. 


‘How dare the peasant enjoy this Royal beating. You shall be punished severely for that. Let go of my footwear.’I did as I was told and she lifted herself off my balls. They couldn't withstand much more.


Then she gave me a look of cold fury. Without a word she lifted her boot high up in the air again and slammed it hard into my balls. She never took her eyes off me. She lifted her boot again and repeated the process. Her aim was off and she just caught my hard cock which in itself was extremely painful as well. The tip of my cock began bleeding. She looked down again and readjusted her aim. 


Then one last time she lifted her boot high up in the air again and slammed it down hard into my balls. I knew I was on the edge, close to losing my balls. 


She began grinding my balls hard. I watched her boot heel grinding my balls into mincemeat as the toe of her boot pressed my cock hard into my chest. My cock was on the brink of streaming out jets of my own cum all over me, my balls were on the verge of popping. The pain within my whole body was excruciating as I shook in pain, my arms were desperately trying to claw her boot off my cock. Queen Sabine was holding my legs in the air apart laughing at me, mocking me for being worthless without saying a word. 


Then I heard the beeping sound of the time machine device. The one minute warning beep as I begged my balls to survive the onslaught they were experiencing before I went back. 


On the verge of passing out I suddenly felt myself go light. Then darkness suddenly appeared. I found myself standing in the time machine device back in front of Cassie. I had survived. But my mind was shot to pieces. 


‘Cassie what the fuck was all that?!’ I was shaking still, a mixture of pain and anger mixed together. I was in shock. 


‘Well, I had to have some fun with you Gary. You seldom let me bust your balls these days, so I thought why not pass the gift onto others to indulge in it.’ She was laughing as she helped me out the device. 


She stepped in front of me and before I could react I felt her hand slip down my pants and grab my balls. 


‘I get to see everything you're experiencing. I can't speak within the realm you're in but I see it all. See your balls are perfectly fine and not swollen anymore. But I bet you still feel that wave of pain within your brain don't you?.’ I nodded, unable to speak. 


She didn't let go of my balls, instead she squeezed them so I bent my legs in pain, making me eye level with her. 


‘I had fun masturbating watching you get your balls battered.’I gave her a look of pure hatred and she laughed at me. 


‘Oh get over it Gary. It's in the past’. She laughed at her own joke. Then she looked deep within my eyes with a serious look on her face.


Some things are gonna change Gary. Firstly, I'm going to take control of your balls. I'm going to bust these as often as I fucking well want to. Secondly, I've currently got over 30 different time zones and destinations set up with women waiting and ready to beat the shit out of these.’  She squeezed my balls so I knew what she meant without her spelling it out. 


‘Oh, And yes they all have boots I've delivered to them just especially for you.’ 


I knew she had hundreds of boots herself she could use on me. 


I was in deep, deep trouble. This I knew was just the beginning, I didn't want to know how deep this would really go. 


‘Oh Gary, one last thing. You won't believe who I've got to bust your balls next….’