Alexa on a Mission - Part 3

This is part 3/3 of “Alexa on a Mission”.

Max watched in agony as Alexa’s tits bounced up and down. If it weren’t for her hard squeezes to his sensitive bits, he would have orgasmed in fountains at this point.

When Alexa had finished her last waves of her orgasm, she let go of his balls and looked at him, still sitting on top of him.

“Alright, now it’s your time for pleasure. Remember the rules?”, she asked in a rhetorical way.

She then started to ride him slowly once again, but at the same time she reached for his hands. She then directed his hands towards her big boobs, letting him grab them.

Max instantly got the hardest boner he had ever had, and felt how his penis received the greatest treatment it had ever gotten, with the freshly moist perfection of a newly orgasmed pussy wrapped around it. It felt like heaven.

Alexa once again started going more and more intense, now focusing on making him loose his mind in the pleasure she was giving him, making him desperate for more.

Max felt how he came closer and closer to climaxing, as the walls of Alexa’s pussy massaged every inch of his member, and by the feeling of her incredible breasts underneath his hands. Alexa could feel his member starting to twitch inside her, letting out loads of precum.

Max started to moan as he was seconds away from orgasming. Alexa noticed this cue, and quickly stood up, denying Max’s cock of the last few strokes he would need to orgasm.

“No!! Please let me cum!!”, he begged.

“The documents please”, Alexa responded.

“I can’t give them to you, my boss would kill me!”.

“Oh, so you do have them! Good boy!”.

Alexa sat down again, but this time to his left. She grabbed his cock with her hand and started rewarding him for revealing information, by stroking it up and down.

“Where can I find them?”, Alexa asked gently, while caressing his member.

“Ahhh…um, I…you can’t have them”.

“Please big boy, I know you want to cum!” Alexa continued, giving him a last chance.

“Fuck…they’re at a hidden place…”, Max moaned.

Alexa had enough.

She let go of his shaft and stood up. She then lifted up his legs in a high position, and then placed her right foot on his balls. To Max’s fright, she then pushed down as hard as she possibly could, making Max scream.

SQUISHHHH

“You’ve had your fun! Do you really value this bullshit low-paid career of yours higher than the integrity of your balls! Tell me how you will explain to the doctors why your balls are a sack of complete mush, beyond repair. Is that what you want fuckhead?!”, Alexa said furiously, still naked.

“NO! PLEASE!”, Max begged.

“THEN GIVE ME WHAT I WANT!!”.

Alexa pushed her foot, with his balls underneath, even harder onto the ground. She was so mad at this man for not getting her what she wanted. She could feel his testicles almost bursting underneath her sole. And she enjoyed it.

SQUASHH

“ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! The documents are in my bag in the kitchen!! PLEASE STOOP!!”.

“Good boy!”, Alexa said with a smirk.

Alexa then lifted her foot high above the ground, only to devastatingly shoot her heel down into Max’s balls, making them…

POP

Under Alexa’s heel, she could feel Max’s balls turn into complete mush, with nothing left but a bruised sack of spunk.

Max gaped wide, but wasn’t able to make any sound. He then lay still on the floor, seemingly unable to move.

Alexa didn’t mind him at all, and didn’t care she had just broken her promise to him that she would let him go if he told her. She hadn’t planned on letting him go without castrating him first anyway.

Alexa got dressed, walked over to Max’s bag in the kitchen, pulled out the documents from it, and left the same way she got in.

Left lying on the floor was Max, passed out, with no balls, and no evidence of Alexa ever being there.