Cock and Ball trample with a board

I’m back with another nonfiction story with my fiance and our new experiences.

I finally decided to bite the bullet and build a trample table. We’ve all seen them and I thought that it would be easy. It was, it’s as easy to build one as you think it is. We assembled the table, sanded it down so it was nice and smooth and began to use it.

I placed my cock and balls through the 2” hole I made, and she stood on the table. She started off with no shoes or socks and applied weight to my cock and balls. The pain was intense but wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. She smashed me with her entire weight (220 lbs) and I could already see the bruises forming. She loved it, she laughed, she tried stepping so many different ways, and eventually she decided that the bare feet were too easy for me. She stepped off and put on her slippers. These slippers have some decent tread on them but nothing too crazy, a pretty mild step up in pain tbh.

She got on the table, applied her weight slowly until she was balanced on my cock and balls with her other foot lifted in the air. I groaned and moaned and winced and when she got off, my cock began to drip blood. I started to panic only because I thought she’d see this as too far and either stop or go much lighter, but the opposite happened. She began to laugh. She says “omg your cock is bleeding all over the board already I’ve barely done anything to you yet hahahah” and stomped back down onto it. I recommended that we take the setup to our room.

We get to the room, I lay back down and put myself back into the table. She decided that slippers (even tho they made me bleed) was still too simple. She put on a pair of massive chunk heels. She strapped them up and went to town. She began to apply her weight to the balls of her feet on my shaft while the heel pressed into my nuts. I squirmed and cried and begged her to stop. She laughed. She laughed and asked why she needed to get off, that she was having too much fun. I told her that the bruises are making it hurt so much more now and that I can’t take it. She says fine, but only to the heels. She takes them off and puts on a pair of office style flats. She then stomps onto my cock and balls and leans her full body weight onto me. I’m panting and shaking and begging her to stop. I even get to the point of crying out my safeword.

She looks at me and smiles “you told me that the first time we use this table that there are no safeword and to just do what I want… don’t you remember that? I’m going to oblige to your wishes, you wouldn’t want me to ignore your wishes right??”

She then steps off, rotates so she is perpendicular with my cock, rocks back onto her heels, places the balls of her feet over my bleeding and bruised cock, and leans forward with all her weight. I’m screaming and crying and panting. Blood is oozing out of my cock and I can’t stop her. We designed the table this way. She begins to bounce up and down on my cock full weight. The pain is beyond anything I’ve ever taken. My cock begins to go flaccid because it only hurts, I was getting nothing out of this anymore. She was laughing, she was having fun. Finally she steps off, kicks off her shoes, and looks for some lotion. She spots it on the table next to me, so to reach it, she once again stomps down and balances herself on my cock while she grabs it. She pours it over my cock and proceeds to finish me off with a foot job.

I came hard, I shot blood and cum and she laughed and laughed. She handed me paper towels and told me to clean everything up and left.

My cock is riddled with bruises and hurts to the touch. I love this woman.