First Ballbusting Experience

My wife, we’ll call her Raven, was always the toughest girl in school growing up. She was well known in Junior and Senior Highschool as the ballbuster. Not for any sexual reason, she was just quick to humble any boy that messed with her with a swift kick in the balls.

I was never into that, but her confidence and dominance is definitely a quality that attracted me to her. While we knew each other since kids, we got together as young adults.

Since then we’ve built a beautiful life together and recently we formalized her dominance and leadership in our relationship with chastity for me and a FLR agreement.

That's opened a lot of doors in our relationship and we’ve been a lot more open about our kinks. One of hers, not to my surprise but only being revealed years later, is ballbusting and emasculating men.

Since my chastity device is a balltrap cage, the sensation of being squeezed, stretched, and more exposed to being hit these last few months has made me realize I enjoy those sensations of pain and discomfort. I’ve asked Raven to massage and squeeze my balls during sex since, and she's enthusiastically jumped into it.

We were having breakfast yesterday, it was day 27 of my most recent lock-up. Raven likes to unlock and play with me every 30 days or so. I was physically throbbing, leaking, pulsing any time she touched me the last couple of days. I needed some release so I started flirting.

“Is smacking my balls around, pulling my hair, and making out on your list of tasks today?”

We run a farm together, and she loves her task lists. Both for herself and her servant boy.

Raven’s face lit up…

“You actually want me to smack your balls?” She gave me that wicked half grin she does when she is excited and plotting.

I started to stroke the exposed skin on her arm. “I’ve enjoyed what you've done to them so far.”

“Think you can handle a kick?” She said matter-of-factly.

A bit startled and now scared at what I started, I chuckled back “Maybe we could work our way up to that, if that's what you want.”

She was smiling ear to ear now and cooly said to me, “We’ll start with some stretching, then some hitting, and we'll see if you advance.”

I had never seen her so excited for something sexually before. Because I'm a service submissive, her excitement was getting me excited. The farm chores together the rest of the day were painful. She went out of her way to bend over in front of me, brush against me, the little teases she could deny. Then she ended the day by taking a bath in our spa tub to wind down.

After 5 minutes of her bathing I walked in and sat at the corner of the tub, staring at her voluptuous naked body.

“I'm like a moth to a flame with you, I can't stay away.” I was just admitting to being smitten with a lack of discipline.

“Then join me, and, here, take your cage off.” She took the key necklace off and handed it to me, I did as instructed. I had to rush to get the cock ring off as seeing her was already causing my cock to become erect.

After some relaxing and chatting about the day, she mentioned she wasn't feeling well. I tried to reassure her and take any perceived pressure off.

“Just to remind you, I follow your lead and trust your wisdom. If you're not up to anything sexual, that's your choice, you're in control.”

Raven did that half smile again…

“Such a gentleman,” she whispered in a sarcastic tone as underwater she grabbed my scrotum with both hands. She rolled my testicles around in her hands before firmly grabbing a ball in each hand and pulling me towards her.

Raven was sitting between my legs, which were up on the edges of the tub. I naturally floated closer to her as she pulled.

“Uh uhh, I want you to stay there, they're coming with me.” Raven corrected me. I pushed myself back against the wall of the tub.

She then continued to pull, pull, pull stretching as far as she could. She was also gently letting my balls slip between her tightly grasped fingers. Pinching and pressing every millimeter before she let it escape.

I gasped as they fully slipped from her grip and the painful slingshot effect wracked my brain.

“Green.” I grinned and gasped, our verbal indicator I am doing fine and enjoyed what she did.

“Arch your back, I need your balls out of the water for the next level.” Raven commanded, and I did as she said.

She grabbed my full scrotum from the base into one hand, exposing both testicles like a big balloon. She started with some pats with her other hand.

Lightly. Pat.. “Green.” Harder. Pat. Pat. “Green.” Much harder… she actually full on slapped them. I lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Bright green!”

Raven seemed very amused, “We’re going to go farther than I thought.”

She then slapped them back and forth, her hand coming on the backside with her knuckles hurt more than her bare hand. “Still green.”

“Let's see how you do with a real hit.” Raven examined my testicles and isolated my left testicle against my leg, then she made a fist, retracted her arm and punched straight down onto my testicle.

“YELLOW” I yelped as my body sunk back down into the water and she let go. “I'm good, just need a pause.”

The sensation from that punch was so different, it traveled through me. Humbled me. After a minute of describing my symptoms to my medically trained and curious wife, I wanted more.

I arched my back again and raised my crotch back up to where she wanted me, and said “Still one more to hit.”

She smiled, laughed, and sighed all together and said “You're so weird.” Then she isolated my other testicle against my right leg and prepared another punch.

I resented that, “Hey, I brought this up specifically because you seemed excited by it, are you having fun?”

She was focused on her task at hand, answered my question and moved on…

“Yes. Last chance, don't want any more kids?” Raven asked, to which I could only laugh “Hell no.”

Oooof. She hit me even harder, and ground her knuckles in for a second. First I slunk into the water again, stunned by the blow pulsing from my balls to my abdomen. Then I gathered my strength and got up to a sitting position and grabbed Raven's head and kissed her roughly.

She started to drain the tub, then grabbed my cock and began stroking it with both hands.

“You REALLY enjoyed that.” She marveled based upon how hard my cock was.

“So did you.” And I’ve known this woman for years, she REALLY enjoyed that.

Raven continued to stroke, now moving one of her hands to my abused balls to squeeze them.

“I want you to focus on work next week so we're going to milk you here in the water.”

As the water ran out, I was close to the edge but not quite there yet. I could tell she was getting frustrated and then Raven said for the first time…

“I command you to cum.” There I went over the edge, I was moaning and exploding… all over my own chest and face.

Raven then stood up, admiring her work, and she commented.

“That must be very emasculating, you’ll need another bath.”

I corrected her. “Thank you for reminding me who is in control, only you can humble me.”

She smiled, “Oh yes about that, here you go.” She handed me the powder blue chastity cage and key.

“Lock back up, now.” I did as commanded, as always, and took a short clean-up bath... while locked in my cage.

We spent the rest of the evening lying naked together, watching her favorite anime while I ran my fingernails all over her body - her preferred touch activity.

It was a great day for all involved.