The Moment I Thought she was going to Crush my Balls for Good l. (True story - short)

I was at my newish friends with benefits house (FWB where we do mostly just ball busting) and we were just hanging out. Her friend comes over to drink and hang out with us, which also happened to be an older ballbusting FWB of mine but still a friend.

Me and the old FWB never really ended things but at the same time we never really did anything consistently. While she was an extremely talented, creative and sadistic ball buster, she wanted a relationship and I didn't. So we kind of just let it die.

At some point things get flirty as they do. The new FWB is showing her friend, the old FWB some of her bondage stuff. Whips, crops, paddles, etc. At one point old FWB spies a roll of black tape and asks new FWB about it. New FWB explains that it's bondage tape and asks if she wants a demonstration. Old FWB says sure and they order me to put out my hands. I am sitting on the couch between old and new FWB. New FWB wraps tape around my wrists and in between, then a couple more times around and cuts the tape. Now my hands are very very securely tied together. This stuff has the consistency of plastic wrap but it's much stronger.

They both oooh and ahh as I struggle in the tape. Works pretty well they agree. The play continues as old FWB pushes me over so now I am laying on the couch, on my back, with my head in new FWBs lap. New FWB grabs my taped up arms and pulls them over my head and holds them down with both her arms. Old FWB pulls my legs up and puts them on the couch so I am flat and she sits on my knees, I ain't going anywhere.

Old FWB asks, "so you two are messing around now right? Doing ball stuff?".

New FWB laughed and said yes.

"Lemme show you what he really likes.". Then old FWB unzips the zipper on my jeans, undoes the button on my boxer shorts and with great precision reaches in and pulls my balls out the fly in my jeans.

She takes a ball in each hand and starts squeezing. Not even waiting for the go ahead from me or her. At first it was light and playful squeezing, then it tightened to pain. I could handle the pain at first but she quickly tightened more. Soon it felt like she was intent on crushing them her fingers nearly touched and she squeezed and manipulated them. Maybe some residual anger was coming out, I don't know. Within moments I had tears in my eyes and I was thrashing, trying to remember our safe word, yelling out everything I could think of, "mercy please, mercy. Red. Pineapple. Fuzzy. Oklahoma. Stop. Please stop for the love of God."

She continued to squeeze them a little more before my new FWB got worried too. She spoke up, "old FWB stop it, he coded out. Stop it."

Finally she lets go of my balls and new FWB let's go of my hands. I immediately check to make sure they were still there and they were.

But holy hell were they sore for a couple weeks. They were really on the edge of bursting. Needless to say, no more play with old FWB. New FWB was pretty great although I was in no condition for any more play that weekend.