A week in the life Chapter 3 (Story)

**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 3: Thursday, Home Again.**

I enter the house, remove my clothes and take my position kneeling with my naked testicles presented for kicking. My lovely wife comes over and says, "We had to skip yesterday because I worked late, we are going to have to increase the intensity today. I'll let you pick. Do you want to take your kicks banded, shall I prime your balls with 2 minutes of squeezing, or do you want 15 extra kicks?".

I roll over my options. 15 kicks are probably the easiest to deal with, but because they come at the front my chance of earning a look at her boobs is diminished. Banding makes each kick worse as more of the force goes into the ball meat, and less is dissipated as the balls squirm out of the way, but it is probably my best bet to earn a look at her tits.

"Banded, please". I say.

"OK." She reaches into a drawer and hands me a ponytail holder. "Here you go"

I reach down, and efficiently loop it twice around my nuts, trapping them for the remainder of their ordeal.

She say, "what day is it?"

I consult the whiteboard. "Day 32".

"Ok. 33 kicks with a chance at my boobs after 17. Are you ready?"

"Ye…." The 1st kick lands as I respond. With my balls trapped, so much pain is delivered, and I gasp.

"One." I say. Kick, gasp "Two."Kick, gasp "Three". I haven't failed to maintain my position, but the pain is so intense, I'm not able to be conversationally chatty, as I've been training to do. Kick. Deep breath. "Four".

My wife picks up the chatty baton. "How was your day?" Kick.

Through gritted teeth, I says "Five. Good." Kick. "Six, how was…" kick, and I'm on the ground cradling my balls.

My wife looks down on me with a tsks. "a pretty poor showing today. You only made it to 6, and after a full days rest.". She is right. My testicles had a day of rest where they were only brutalized once when she crushed them as I kissed her goodbye on my way to work.

"I'm sorry". I struggle back into position, knowing that my balls still have 27 kicks remaining, and in the bound state that is going to be quite a trial. "Please continue"

She looks at me disapproving. "What did you forget?".

My mind races. "I forgot to count". She reads back and kicks me much more savagely than before. I collapse.

"What do we do when you forget to count?".

From the floor I say, "we start over".

"That is right, now get back into position"

"Oh God" I whine as I take my position. Kick. "One" I grunt.

"What was that?" She say.

I repeat, "one.".

"No before that?"

"I said, 'oh god'"

Kick. "Two." I croak.

She says, "I like that. Ask your goddess for the next one. '' Kick.

"Three. Please goddess kick me." Kick. "Four, please goddess kick me" kick. My nuts are so unbelievably sore right now, and that kick floors me.

I struggle back to my knees. "Five. Thank you goddess" kick, and I'm back on the floor.

"Don't thank me ask me"

I get back to my knees. "Six. Please kick me goddess. '' Kick. "Seven…" I stammer. Kick. It came before I was ready, and instinctively I start to close my legs.

"You weren't able to ask me in time, and you tried to protect your nutsack, so we have to repeat 8, and add a penalty kick". She launches a Savage kick and I go down.

Struggling to my knees I say "penalty, thank you goddess, please kick me goddess."Kick. "Eight. Please kick me goddess. '' Kick "nine. Please kick me goddess." Despite all the abuse my nut meat has taken, I've mentally found a rhythm, finally. Kick. "Ten. I love you" Kick "eleven. thank you." Kick. The testicles are a part of me, but in some way they also aren't. Their pain is something different from pain now, and I can handle it. "Twelve". Kick. "Thirteen". Kick. "Fourteen." Kick. "Fifteen.".

My wife looks into my eyes. "You've demonstrated impressive poise for the last few kicks." Kick.

"Sixteen. Thank You" Kick. "Seventeen."

"If you can handle 3 more with this level of poise, I'll do the last 13 naked." Kick.

"Eighteen". My mind races. I'm two kicks away from a massively desirable prize. Kick. And as I roll around the floor clutching my punished testicles, I realized the mistake. My anticipation for reward allowed me to exit my zen space, and return to the reality of aching nuts.

I climb back to my knees. "Nineteen." Kick, and I'm floored again. Back on my knees. "Twenty". Kick. Down again. Back up, I say "twenty one". Kick. And the cycle repeats with me struggling back into position. "Twenty two". Kick.

While I'm on the floor my wife looks down on me with sympathy in her eyes. Not sympathy for the pain we are imparting into my testicles, but sympathy for my loss of poise. "Honey, it looks like you've lost your poise for the evening." I grunt. "We can do the last 10 immobilized with no counting."

"I love you." I squeak. She reaches down and crushes my balls to acknowledge my love.

"On your back put these on. She reaches into the drawer and removes the leg cuffs. I gingerly affix one to each ankle keenly aware of every movement sending aching pain through my balls.

One my cuffs on on. I spread my legs, and she reaches down, and clips the cuffs to the table leg, and the desk so that my legs are spread wide with my bound, swollen and bruised balls facing her.

"Are you ready?"

Even as much suffering as my balls have endured, I relish the fear of additional pain, and my ability to overcome it. I snark back, "I don't know, are YOU ready".

She smiles down at me, and says. “Since you are immobilized, you don't have to count, but that also means I don't have to give you breaks in between the kicks.”

I enjoyed her smile, and relish the new fear. I snap back. "Do your worst.".

Kick. The world Grey's out. Kick. Maybe another kick my consciousness is fading. Maybe another. There is a break as I come back to myself, and look up.

Standing above me is my goddess fully naked looking glorious. I take a moment to appreciate how the angle shows off her full breasts. "I love you" I say. She smiles. Kick. I fight the pain and the urge to throw my head back. I force my eyes open, and look upon my heavily partner. Kick. Kick. With my balls still bound, and no breaks in between kicks it is too much, and I have to close my eyes. Kick. Kick. Kick. 3 very rapidly. I'm swimming. No longer aware of my surroundings.

With my eyes still closed, it is a tickle on my face that brings me around. She has taken a position kneeling above my head. Facing towards my balls.

She says. "We really worked those nuts over good tonight."She reaches down, and not gently measures their size against her hands. "The are extremely swollen, and cold from being banded so long. Let's celebrate our accomplishments.".

With that she lowers her vagina into place, and I kiss it greedily. I set about licking. She casually fondles my balls using my reaction to adjust my speed, and intensity.

"When I cum, I'm going to squeeze the nuts with all my might.", she warns.

The fear is a thrill, and I accelerate my licks. My world explodes. I don't even really feel the squeeze of my nuts, but I acknowledge it is happening from my zen state. And then it is over. She unbinds my balls and unhooks my cuffs, and heads off to make dinner. I bask in the sensations, and lay there for quite a while.

When I've recovered I do so to find that dinner is waiting, and we sit down to eat, still naked. With the mauling my balls have taken, and the constant aching, I'm not able to summon much of an appetite. But it might be the most romantic dinner of my life.

She is a goddess, and I love her.


**Coda**: I enjoy stories of this nature including themes of ballbusting or other extreme S&M activities with consent, power exchange, games, exercises, training, and loving relationships. My all time favorite story is “Busting Bobby’s Balls” which can be found here: [https://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=9143](https://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=9143)

I would appreciate anyone willing to recommend to me stories of this nature.