Happened Last Night True Experience

Sooooo me and my wife went out for drinks last night.

She was looking absolutely amazing. Shiny tights, snug shirt, and these incredible black leather knee-high boots with a 3" chunky-style heel.

She fully understands my submissive tendencies for her and loves to tease me in public.

We sat catty-corner at a square low table.

Man she looked good. She was teasing me senseless from the get-go, sitting with her beautiful legs crossed, touching and prodding my legs and inner thighs with her booted feet.

I was wearing very thin-material loose and stretchy nylon joggers (commando) which offered no protection at all.

Anyway after the second round of martinis she decided to rest her foot between my legs on my chair. I was leaning back with my crotch close to the chair-edge. So when she stomped her boot up onto the chair edge she inadvertently trapped and crushed my hanging balls and sac under the hard sole of her boot, the sharp edge of her heal painfully scraping down my scrotum!

The unexpected pain was immediate, searing, and made my head swim for a minute. I felt a sense of panic, and was torn between concern for an actual grievous injury, trying to ignore the immense pain, not wanting to alarm her and my desire to submit and let her hurt me.

Whether it was the drinks or the angle of the table she seemed totally oblivious to what she was doing to me. She casually continued our conversation and sipping her martini.

I was literally grasping our table with one hand, taking huge sips of my drink with the other, and desperately trying to conceal my agony from her.

At one moment her eyes did finally drop toward my crotch. Apparently the table angle did not block her view. She smiled and said "Ohhhhh Honey what's all this?".

I looked down and realized I had a full on raging hard-on that was causing a leaky wet spot in the light-grey material.

Now she lifted her other sexy leg and crossed it over the one that was crushing me and causing my anguish, increasing the pressure and the pain and the panic and my submissiveness and my desire. I actually wondered if I would pass out.

She started using that bootsole to tease and tap and prod and rub my now-desperately-achingly-horny cock. It was total sensory overload.

I looked up and she was smiling such a sexy, evil smile, looking right into my eyes with her gorgeous eyes, enjoying my extreme desperation.

At that moment I was thankful that I had already produced a wonderful family of children, was convincing myself that maybe the alcohol was numbing the pain at least a little bit, realizing I was more love and lust with this woman than ever, more than I thought possible, and now, on top of all that, I was trying so hard not to cum all over myself in the middle of a crowded restaurant.

In contrast, my beautiful Princess, Mistress Wife couldn't have looked more relaxed, confident and happy. She was totally in control of me and now obviously enjoying my suffering.

She then leaned toward me and put her hand over mine (which was was turning white from gripping the table). This shift even further increased the pressure crushing my hapless balls. They felt like they were split-open, the pain was white-hot.

She looked at me and very teasingly, mockingly asked "Are you ok?"

It was a truly amazing evening.

I checked myself this morning. Everything down there is sore, maybe a bit swollen and there are a few red scratches. But all seems to be basically and surprisingly ok.