My Poor Balls: Monday: Time with my crush (Testicle Vice)

**Disclaimer**: These stories are a work of fiction. None of the events depicted have occurred as they are depicted. My wife and I do have a relationship that sometimes incorporates some ballbusting, but these stories are fantasy.

**Chapter 22: Monday:  Time with my crush**


Monday evening, I was tied tightly to a chair, my wrists and ankles bound securely to the arms and legs. I could squirm and shift a little, but there was nothing I could do to relieve the crushing pressure of the three-bar ball crusher locked around my testicles.

Two bars clamped firmly behind my balls, stretching them out painfully, while the third bar pressed down relentlessly across the middle, flattening and bending my poor nuts around its unyielding edge. The hard plastic dug mercilessly into my tender ball-meat, and so did my wife.

“It looks like the crusher is really having an impact,” my wife said with a smirk. “How do they feel?”

“It’s a nice, relaxing stretch,” I lied. The pain was already intense, but I didn’t want to sound like a whiner.

“Should I tighten it some more?”

“You don’t have the balls!” I barked, forcing a smirk through the agony.

“Ha! You’re right,” she laughed, clearly delighted. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs, revealing her smooth, bare mound—completely devoid of balls. “I’m so glad I don’t have stupid, ugly balls. Especially ones as naughty as yours. That’s why I don’t spend my evenings with my balls crushed in a vice.” She paused, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Would you mind if I borrow yours for tonight?”

“Sure,” I grunted. “You can have the balls for the evening.”

“Great! Let’s see how this feels.”

She leaned forward and tightened the crusher with a slow, brutal twist. My muscles tensed instantly as fresh waves of pain exploded through my groin.

“How are the balls feeling now?” she asked sweetly.

“Ugh… they feel fine,” I lied through gritted teeth.

She leaned in again and gave the screw another merciless turn. I jerked hard against my bonds, my body instinctively fighting the overwhelming pressure on my poor testicles. Every instinct screamed at me to relieve it, but I forced myself to breathe through the pain. I needed to master my body—for her.

“How are the balls feeling now?” she asked again, her voice playful.

I took three long, shaky breaths before I could answer. “They… hurt.”

“Ha!” she sang with musical delight. “I’m sure they do. But I think they should hurt a little bit more.”

She leaned in once more and tightened the crusher even further. The pressure on my precious orbs was unbearable now. I thrashed and shook violently in the chair.

“Ple… please… loosen it!” I begged pitifully.

My wife put on a theatrically disappointed face. “Don’t ruin our fun.”

“Please! I can’t take it!” I gasped.

“I’m really disappointed,” she sighed. “I thought I married a real man, not a whiny boy. Let’s work together on this. I bet you can take it for just two more minutes.” She looked at my trembling body, then slowly peeled off her top, exposing her full breasts. “Here… I’ll help motivate you.”
She straddled the arm of the chair, planting one foot on the seat between my bound legs. Her warm, wet pussy pressed firmly against my clenched fist as she pushed her breasts into my face.

I loved her breasts. I desperately wanted them—but the crushing agony in my balls dominated every thought. They were bulging obscenely to both sides of the crusher bar in a grotesque, unnatural shape.

“Take it for me,” she whispered, her voice thick with arousal.

I struggled to regain control. Finally, I managed to wrap my lips around her stiff nipple and suck gently. After a moment, I unclenched my fist and slid a finger inside her slick folds. It wasn’t easy—I had to pause every few seconds as fresh bolts of pain tore through me—but my suffering clearly turned her on. Her breathing grew ragged, her hips grinding against my hand. Eventually, her body shuddered with a powerful orgasm.

Satisfied, she stepped back and looked down at me with a radiant smile. “We did it!” Her joy was infectious, and for a brief moment, it almost outweighed the pain. “I’m so proud of you. You’re such a good man for me.”

I soaked up her praise, even as my crushed testicles throbbed mercilessly.

We shared a tender moment—her standing naked before me, glowing with post-orgasmic bliss, while I remained tied helplessly to the chair, fighting not to cry out from the unrelenting torture between my legs.

After the moment passed, she leaned in, kissed me softly on the lips… then reached down and tightened the ball crusher once more.

The spike in pain was immediate and devastating. It was too much. My body convulsed uncontrollably.

My wife glanced down at my shaking form with a satisfied little smile, then casually gathered her clothes. “I’m going to take a shower. I’ll be back in about ten minutes to let a little pressure off those balls.”

She turned and walked out of the room, leaving me alone to suffer in silence.


**Author's Note:** I really appreciate feedback. Throw me a comment if you like my writing to let me know what you'd like to see in the future.

Here are the previous chapters.

* [Chapter 1 and 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/cwek6v/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_1_and_2_story/) (Kicking and electrical play)
* [Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/cxs5tc/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_3_story/) (Kicking and licking)
* [Chapter 4 and 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/czuziy/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_4_and_5_story/) (Kicking and crushing in a vice)
* [Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/d3yrq6/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_6_story/) (Hammering and sex)
* [Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/do0w3p/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_7_story/) (Execution style weight play and licking)
* [Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/epvzsf/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_8_story/) (Caning in stocks)
* [Chapter 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/fevozj/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_9_story/) (Kicking)
* [Chapter 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/gj9e9a/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_10_story/) (Crushing)
* [Chapter 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/gl3r25/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_11_story/) (Kicking)
* [Chapter 12](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/pdaix2/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_12_story/) (Hammering)
* [Chapter 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallBusting/comments/q3r6cp/a_week_in_the_life_chapter_13_story/) (Cattle Prod)
* [Chapter 14](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/y8wo2s/my_poor_ball_chapter_14_training_resumes_kicking/) (Kicking)
* [Chapter 15](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/ybh9ds/my_poor_balls_chapter_15_the_hike_leashed_pulling/) (Leashed pulling, Kicking)
* [Chapter 16](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/103xmhp/my_poor_balls_chapter_16_setting_up_camp_kicking/) (Kicking, Shocking)
* [Chapter 17](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/104ljcm/my_poor_balls_chapter_17_picking_my_own_switch/) (Kicking, Caning)
* [Chapter 18](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/10bptiz/my_poor_balls_chapter_18_weenie_roast_cock_burning/) (Cock Burning)
* [Chapter 19](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1aw4119/my_poor_balls_chapter_19_good_night_beating_caning/) (Caning)
* [Chapter 20](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1aw4c0j/my_poor_balls_chapter_20_wake_up_and_smell_the/) (Caning, Kicking, Taser)
* [Chapter 21](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1sbt29n/my_poor_balls_chapter_21_sunday_the_long_painful/) (Cock Torture, Ball Kicks)