Busty Britney destroys her Ex

This story contains castration and therefore may not be suitable for all viewers.

Britney was feeling good. She had picked up loads of tips as she gyrated her ass over and over again on countless men's crotches. Her job as a stripper was bringing in good money. Her shapely hips, thicc thighs, voluptuous titties and her big ass were driving men wild. So much so she had built up a reputation amongst the regulars that was spreading out to the masses they all knew. Word of mouth had meant there was always a full house of punters to earn good money from.

Britney heard the music begin as she stepped out in her skimpy outfit and stripper heels towards the podium. ‘Let's go put on a fucking show’ she mutters to herself as she reached the pole.

Several rows back from the podium Britney had just reached was a shadow from her past. Back when she was 18 Britney had been dating Tig. He had done the unthinkable. He had betrayed her trust and slept with her best friend. Once she found out he had never seen her again. But he had never forgotten her. She was the one he let slip away. Why couldn't he Have the best of both worlds? A guy like him should be allowed to fuck whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted. A good woman should support that. Britney didn't understand that as a guy he has urges he can't control. it wasn't his fault she didn't understand that. It wasn't his fault she couldn't deal with that. Now as he sipped his expensive bourbon he was unable to take his eyes off his ex. Britney had filled out nicely in all the right places. Damn she looked fucking fine.

Almost stuck in a trance Britney went through the routine of her dance. She was taken away to a paradise only she knew existed with the music. She usually didn't focus on the faces in the crowd. She was usually concentrating on putting on the best display for her audience. It would reward her later in tips. As she slid upside down slowly down the pole her tits popped out just as expected. Her eyes focused on one guy in the crowd. The one person not drooling over her it seemed. She felt suddenly cold as goosebumps spread across her arms and she felt a cold shiver down her spine.

‘Is that fucking Tig? Yeah, course it is. I can smell the failure from here.’ She muttered disbelievingly to herself. She suddenly smiled to herself. ‘He's come to see what he's missing. The pathetic fucking cuck. Well I'll show him.’

With that thought in her head, revenge suddenly came into her brain with a beacon so bright she knew it would be impossible to ignore it.

As she finished her dance she stepped out into the appreciative audience. She sat in laps and took their bills offered as tips. She smiled and posed for photos before finally making her way to his table. As she walked up she decided she would pretend she wasn't aware it was him, knowing it would make him wild with jealousy.

‘Hey handsome, did you enjoy the display I put on up there’ she smiled as she sat down on his lap. She could feel his hard on against her ass cheeks. She already had him hot and bothered. She gyrated her ass against his cock, slowly driving his urges wild. She slipped her hand through his and placed them against her thicc thighs, knowing he was unable to resist them.

‘You were amazing, as always.’ His voice was shuddering as she leaned back and let her hair gently tease his face. Britney continued to play the game as she gently coaxed his hands to her body and rested them against her huge tits.

‘Don't blow your load baby, Britney always gets her way in the end.’ She suddenly increased the speed and pressure of her ass against his crotch. Soon she felt him shudder beneath her, his cock twitched as he shot his load within his pants. Britney laughed as she noticed the clock against the wall had shown her it took less than a minute from sitting down to make him cum.

‘Ohhhhhh, goddddddddd.’ Tig could hardly speak, such was the intense orgasm he had just experienced. He was desperate to fuck Britney again. Her mere beauty made him breathless but her body was dynamite. He couldn't believe he had let this firecracker slip between his fingers.

‘Fancy getting together for old times sake?’ Tig asked Britney, with no apprehension whatsoever. Britney laughed inside at the brazen way Tig had just blurted out his true intentions without hesitation. She knew she had to play this cool.

‘What the fuck!’ She looked completely aghast. ‘Do I fucking know you, loser? If you don't beat it, I'll call security to kick your ass out the door quicker than it just took you to blow your pathetic load.’ She turned around and smirked to herself and walked away before he could respond. She knew deep down it wouldn't be the last time she saw Tig that night.

‘Bye girls, see you all soon.’ Britney waved goodbye as she stepped out into the cold air of the night. She had put on her famous crotch high leather wedge boots to keep her powerful thicc thighs warm, but also because she knew Tig had a fetish for boots and if he was watching, which he was, then he would show his face real soon, unable to resist her sexy boots.

She stepped around the corner and noticed she was being followed straight away. The stupid moron didn't even try to hide it. She walked the three blocks home and into her apartment without any issues. Within moments she heard a faint knock on the door.

Now it was time to decide. Play coy and innocent still, or go for the sneak surprise attack?

Britney opened the door and saw Tig’s legs spread perfectly. Before he could even speak her boot had swung hard and accurately into his nutmeat. She felt the satisfying crush of his nuts against her black boot as she scored a direct hit. Tig collapsed to the floor letting a low guttural sound out of his mouth. She knew he was in shock.

‘Get the fuck inside loser. I've got a long night of pain planned for those cheating balls of yours.’ She easily pulled his limp but light body inside the door and closed it behind her. She locked the door and made Tig watch the only key to release him being slid down the inside of her boot.

‘The only way you escape me, is to remove my boots. And they're only coming off when I've finished destroying your fucking balls bitch. Revenge for me is best served by your balls being kicked, kneed, stomped, grinded and crushed!’ Like an animal Britney began ripping Tigs clothes off and soon he was naked and still clutching his bruised balls.

‘Get up you fucking loser.’ Tig didn't dare disobey Britney. The combination of her boots and this bitchy Britney he had never seen before had not only scared the shit out of him, but aroused him in a way he had never felt before. He allowed himself to be chained and restrained to the wall by his hands and legs. He couldn't move and his legs were spread easily for Britney to work his balls into a pulp.

‘Best gag you bitch to stop you keeping the neighbors awake all night.’ His underwear was shoved into his mouth and then a whole roll of tape was used to keep them firmly inside his mouth. There was no chance of any noise escaping his lips anymore. Tig just hung there completely and utterly stunned. He knew he should have put up a fight to save himself. But he was completely entrapped in Britney's beauty and dominant side. He suddenly woke up and realized his balls were going to be destroyed by his Ex. And he began thrashing about to try and escape his bonds. But Britney had done an excellent job. He wasn't going anywhere.

‘Soooooo here's what's gonna happen loser. Your left testicle is going to be destroyed for cheating on me. The right one is also going to be destroyed for doing it with my best friend. I'm not going to waste anymore breath on explaining things to you. I'm going to use that repressed anger to really fuck you up. Honey, you just walked into your worst fucking nightmare.’

Britney stepped back and smiled at Tig. She swung her right boot back and slammed it hard into his unprotected balls. The tish sound was loud and like a thunderclap. Tig's whole body lifted up against his restraints as her kick was so powerful his body lifted entirely off the floor.

‘Ohhhh fuck that was sooooo good. That really gets me horny. I might have to finger blast myself over and over again tonight as I beat those pathetic balls of yours.’ Britney closed her eyes and allowed the euphoric wave of pleasure to overcome her body. She shuddered as she removed her clothes so only her boots remained on her. She grabbed her leather gloves and put them on. She began to insert them into her pussy as she stepped up to Tig again. She placed her free hand on his shoulder and lifted her knee as hard and quickly as she could. His body lifted against the restraints again as her knee remained planted against his balls. She then rubbed his balls hard up and down her thigh as she continued to rub herself slowly. She knew she wasn't far away from cumming.

She stepped back and looked Tig in the eye. He was crying from the pain of the two blows. His balls were beginning to turn red and swell. His body shook and trembled as the fear he felt overwhelmed him. She noticed his cock was still hard. Something which pissed her off.

‘I'm going to kick those fucking balls until I cum. But if you dare fucking beat me to it I'll call a friend over to join me in destroying your balls. And believe me, if you thought I hated you, you won't believe how much this bitch hates your guts.’

Britney launched her next kick into Tig's balls hard. She didn't hold anything back. She yelped with joy seeing him lift up off the floor. She then began to furiously rub herself as she launched kick after kick hard into his balls. Each kick she felt his balls flatten against her boot as she nailed them accurately and without mercy. But his cock continued to stay hard.

For what seemed like ages she continued to rain kicks hard into his balls. She kept slowing down and speeding up her fingers as she tried to prolong her orgasm to enjoy every single gut wrenching kick. After a few hundred kicks she couldn't hold on anymore. As she began to allow her orgasm to finally surface she noticed Tig’s cock begin to twitch. He was fucking close as well.

Then it finally happened, her hardest kick ever delivered to a guy's balls landed with deafening accuracy. She heard the sound crack as her boot slammed and crushed Tig's balls against her booted foot. She screamed and moaned as her pussy began to saturate her fingers with juices. Her body began to shudder and then explode as her orgasm made her cry and gasp simultaneously, fucking hell this was the deepest and most amazing orgasm she had ever had. She watched Tig to see who would allow their orgasmic juices to surface first.

Then, by the tiniest margin a winner was declared.

Britney couldn't hold in her cum any longer. It shot out moments before Tig himself ejaculated all up the leg of Britney's black boots.

‘Ohhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk.’ Britney allowed herself to enjoy the orgasm as much as possible. She opened her eyes and saw the leather up her ankle was covered in Tig's cum.

‘Since when the fuck did I give you permission to cum? You're going to seriously fucking pay for that loser.’ Britney took off her boots and wiped the cum from the boots all over Tigs face. She threw her boots on the floor and went over to her walk in closet.

Tig almost cried when he saw Britney walk out wearing a pair of studded Platform pink boots with a sharp pointy end. They were huge and they looked menacing on her feet. Britney walked over to him seductively swaying her hips and stroking her tits with her hands, which were now bare after she removed her gloves.

‘Little dick losers like you need pain from busty bitches like me. You don't deserve to breathe the same air as me. You're a cheating waste of space.’ Tig watched in horror as the right boot of Britney's slammed hard into his unprotected balls.

‘That's was about a quarter of my power. Think you can handle half now?’ Tig's eyes showed feat beyond belief. Britney laughed as she launched a more powerful kick hard into the meat between Tig's legs. His body lifted off the floor. She laughed and giggled as she saw the pain register and drive his body wild, almost deliriously.

‘Awwww what's the matter. Too hard for you baby? Well how about this one then?’ Britney slammed another hard brutal kick into Tig's balls. She watched as he twisted and convulsed, desperately trying to deal with the pain from Britney's boot.

‘Well, now it's full power time. If you're still awake after this next kick I'll be shocked.’ Britney held nothing back from her final kick. She swung her boot hard into bi's balls and as soon as she connected she left her bootplantedd hard in his balls. She felt his balls contort as they crushed against her boot then she felt them trying to return to their normal shape. She was smiling as she watched Tig gasp and scream into his gag then fall limp. She had won this battle, like she was going to win the war.

‘Ohhhhhh, they never stay awake, what a fucking loser wimp.’ She laughed to herself as she finally removed her boot from his balls.

Hours later Britney finally released Tig from his restraints. His balls were huge from swelling and she was happy to see stud marks littered all over his ballsack. She had delivered hundreds of kicks and knees to his battered balls and she knew it was finally time to finish the job she had started.

‘Time for the wedge boots again, don't you agree loser?’ She said to an unresponsive Tig. He was unable to even lift his arms as Britney had spent hours breaking all resistance and ability to fight from her cheating ex. Now she knew it was time to destroy him once and for all.

She lay Tig down and put his cock and balls in the cockbox. His arms were tied to the bottom of the box so she couldn't feel his grubby hands on her favorite stomping boots.

‘The finale is simple. One boot crushes your cock. The other is going to stomp those balls until they're nothing but mush. I'll be showing no sympathy. And if you dare fucking cum again ill be using my thinnest heel to penetrate your asshole afterwards.’ Britney looked Tig in the eyes and showed her meanest look. He had fear there still even after all the hours of punishment he had taken. He was completely powerless to stop her from destroying him.

She stood down on his hardening cock. Even after all the punishment his balls had taken he was still able to get hard. She was both impressed and determined to stomp his balls to mush as defiant revenge.

Her stomps were hard and slow, her first one landed plum on his balls. She pressed her full weight down as she grinned down a little.

‘I'm going to count these loser. I guarantee it'll take less than ten. Right ONE.’

The second stomp was a little off target and Britney was pissed thst she had missed.

‘TWO.’

Her next stomp broke his left ball a little she felt the resistance give a little. She knew one more would destroy it.

‘THREE.’

She stomped down hard and felt both his balls give way underneath her boots. They didn't make a sound, she just felt them completely give way.

‘FOUR, ohhhhh that's a shame. You never could exceed my expectations, loser. Always a major fucking disappointment.’ she sighed as she stepped off his cock and balls and noticed he had cum underneath her boot holding his cock down.

‘Just fucking emphasises my point doesnt it. What a fucking loser.’ She removed the cockbox from the barely conscious naked Tig and with a little coaxing she opens her door and makes him crawl out with his clothes being thrown out the door ahead of him.

As he slowly crawled out of the door with his legs precariously spread, Britney delivered one last brutal kick to his balls from behind. Tig collapsed, finally unable to stay conscious in a pathetic heap outside the front door.

‘I love these fucking boots, especially when I crush some balls with them.’ She closed the door and called her husband who was away on business.

‘Baby, I need you to fuck my wedge boots hard when you get back……you won't believe the night I've had.’