Matt and Lynn's Week part 2

The next morning Matt awoke to the feeling of Lynn fondling his sore balls. He looked down and saw his wife, in a grey jacket and skirt combination, just as she was clicking the lock on the cock cage that she had placed on him while he was asleep. Lynn had bought the chastity device a few months ago for a bit of fun and they had used it a few times for a day or two when she went away on business.

“Hey sleepy head,” she beamed. “How are you this morning?”

“What are you doing?”

“Well I’m off to work and this week you’re only having ruined orgasms. This is the only way I know you will obey me.”

“I won’t wank, I promise. You don’t need to lock it up,” He protested, knowing it was futile.

“You’d be sniffing my panties and wanking yourself off five minutes after I leave.”

“Hmmmph,” he sighed, finally realising she was serious about this being a full week of hard ballbusting and painful, unsatisfying ruined orgasms for him.

“Good boy. I’ll see you around six thirty. Love you,” she said as she left the room.

“Love you too,” Matt shouted as the sound of Lynn’s black leather high heeled boots click clacked on the hardwood floor of the hallway. After she left the house he heard the familiar sound of her car pulling out of the driveway and he drifted back off to sleep feeling sore, frustrated and really in love.

Matt spent most of the day in bed watching TV and trying to recover from the hard ballbusting he had received the night before. At around three thirty pm his phone rang. He looked at the phone, it was Lynn. At first he was unsure about answering it but he decided it was probably best if he did.

“Hey hun.” Matt answered.

“ Mr Morgan is such an asshole,” she burst out. “He is such a lazy, sleazy prick. He is getting on my nerves so fucking much today.”

“Are you OK?” Matt asked, trying to remember who Mr Morgan was.

“I’m pissed off and I’m calling to tell you that when I get home you better be standing in the hallway, naked, with your legs spread so as soon as I open the door I can kick your balls up into your stomach,” she ordered.

“Whoa, hun I don’t think I can handle that.” Matt protested.

“You’ll do exactly as I say or I’ll cut them off. I’m taking my frustrations out on you and you’re going to take every bit of it.” With that she hung up the phone.

Matt gulped and resigned himself to his fate. The only thought going through his mind was the future of his balls after she was done tonight. After all she was wearing her pointy toed black leather boots. Matt was sure if she kicked him straight in the nut full force with the point it would be game over.

At six twenty five Matt assumed his position in the hallway in front of the door. He spread his legs and waited, feelings of anxiousness, fear and excitement overwhelmed him. Dead on six thirty he heard Lynn’s car pull into the driveway, the engine quit and the door open. After a few seconds the car door closed and the sound of her high heels on the concrete path became louder as she drew nearer to the door. He could feel his cock growing in anticipation, struggling to become erect but ultimately failing against the stainless steel bars of the cock cage.

The sound of Lynn’s keys in the door was enough to make Matt consider running in the opposite direction but before he could make a decision the door swung open. There his wife stood, looking flustered and annoyed but still sexy as hell in her skirt suit, black tights and black leather boots. He knew he had to take it like a man for her, she was so hot and he just couldn’t say no.

Without even putting her handbag down, Lynn stepped forward and drove her boot directly into Matt’s awaiting sack. The chastity device presenting his balls in a perfect position for abuse. Matt’s knees buckled and he began to keel over from the perfectly executed attack.

“Don’t you dare fall down. This is what you get for making me do all that extra work today Morgan you asshole.”

Matt realised she was serious and managed to straighten himself up. As soon as he was straight Lynn got down on one knee and began punching his vulnerable testicles over and over no less than fifteen times. Matt was squealing in pain but Lynn just ignored him. Standing back up she stepped back and let fly with another vicious kick between his legs. The pointy tip of her high heeled boot connecting directly with Matt’s left testicle. The testicle was crushed against his pubic bone and if it didn’t slip off to the side at the very last millisecond it would have undoubtedly ruptured.

Once again matt’s left testicle had suffered the consequences of Lynn’s powerful feet. The left one always hung a little lower than the right and Matt always thought that it would be the one to go first. Matt was in so much pain from the second direct hit on his left testicle that he froze momentarily, unable to move or make a sound. Unfortunately for him, Lynn took this as a sign that she missed her target. Once again she stepped back and let fly with another boot to Matt’s damaged balls.

This time she used the top of her foot instead of the toe which resulted in a direct hit to both nuts accompanied by a loud slapping sound as the smooth leather connected with Matt’s scrotum. Both testicles were violently squashed against his pelvis with no chance of escape due to the width of Lynn’s boot. All this was just too much for Matt and he crumpled to the floor, lying on his back with his legs spread. he was in too much pain to move his hands and hold them.

Angry at Matt’s disobedience, Lynn stomped her foot into his tortured balls and began twisting her foot on his testicles as if she was extinguishing a cigarette.

“I told you not to fall over,” She barked as Matt writhed on the floor trying to escape the testicle crushing he was enduring. “That’s it, roll over.”

Reluctantly, Matt did as he was told and lay on his stomach.

“Spread em!”

He spread his legs. His balls were lying flat on the floor

Lynn stepped between Matt’s spread legs and looked down at his red, swollen balls laying directly on the hardwood floor and couldn’t help but think about how powerful and excited this made her feel.

Lynn lifted her high heel boot about a foot over the top of Matt’s balls. She could feel her pussy tingling with the possibility that this could be the end of one or both of her hubby’s testicles. She wasn’t planning on going full force but you never know what might happen.

“Three…...two…….one,” she counted. On zero she stomped down on Matt’s awaiting nuts. She couldn’t feel much through the soles of her boot but she could tell by her husband’s reaction that she was on target. Matt’s back arched and he was making a sound like he had never made before. A wave of passion came over her and she rubbed her wet pussy to orgasm after orgasm all the while keeping her foot firmly planted on whatever remained of Matt’s balls.

Matt was getting his testicles firmly grinded into the ground, he was foaming out of the mouth from the pain, He kept waiting for her to release him but Lynn kept her powerful foot on his cracking eggs, Matt soon passed out from the pain.

After half a dozen orgasms Lynn decided to inspect the damage. She found that while Matt’s orbs were in fact still intact, they had swollen to twice their size and they were looking really red and spotted with dark purple bruises. She was definitely feeling much better about her day and decided that when Matt woke up she would reward him with a ruined orgasm.

After an hour or so Matt awoke and was immediately greeted by immense pain and coldness in his groin and gut. He let out a loud moan and attempted to grab his balls but discovered that his hands were tied.

“You’re awake honey,” Lynn chirped from the living room.

“Uuuugh,” Matt moaned.

“Aww, are you a bit sore baby?” Lynn teased, walking over to Matt in her pyjama shorts, t-shirt and fluffy socks. “You were asleep for like an hour.” she added. “I had so much fun taking my frustration out on you, I think we’ll make it a regular thing. How are they feeling? They were pretty swollen before, but I put an ice pack on them after I was done using them.”

“I can’t take anymore tonight hun.” Matt pleaded.

That’s a shame, I was going to make you cum.” Lynn began walking back to the living room.

Although matt was in a huge amount of discomfort he was still very turned on by the thought of an orgasm, especially after all the pain he had endured.

“I meant no more ballbusting.” he replied. “I would love to cum.”

“What do you say?” Lynn asked, turning back towards her husband.

“Please can I cum babe?”

“OK, you’re lucky I’m in such a good mood after nearly nutting you.”

Lynn nudged the ice pack away from Matt’s crotch removed his chastity device and began slowly moving her soft, beautiful foot up and down the length of his rapidly hardening cock, lightly pressing on his battered testicles with each stroke. Matt began to moan in pleasure and pain while staring at her gorgeous legs and feet

As she increased the speed and pressure of her stroking, Lynn could tell by the way Matt was breathing that he was close to cumming. She continued for 15 seconds then as soon as Matt’s body became tense and he stopped moaning she knew he was past the point of no return she stopped stroking his cock and firmly slammed her foot, heel first, into his unprotected nuts.

Matt yelled out in protest and frustration as his unstimulated cock spasmed uncontrollably shooting thick streams of cum all over Lynn’s leg from her knee to her socks, Lynn pressing her foot down on his nuts harder and harder with each shot. He felt no sense of pleasure or relief whatsoever, just absolute disappointment and pain as his already tortured testicles had the cum stomped right out of them.

“Look at the mess you made.” Lynn was so happy with how well she had timed the ruined orgasm. She could tell by the look on his face that he had no pleasure at all while his cock shot it’s huge load.

“Ugh, please give me a proper orgasm babe, I need it. I can’t take it anymore,” Matt begged, his balls were in so much pain and he was still so horny from the lack of proper release that he knew his cock would be hard for hours if he didn’t cum.

“You love it,” She said. “You’re the one who got me into this remember. You always tell me how you would love a full week of being dominated by me and to not listen to you if you tried to get me to stop.”

Yeah but-”

“We are finishing the week and you are going to love it. But I tell you what, because I love you, if you clean up my leg with your tongue I will give you a proper orgasm,” she offered.

“OK,” Matt replied, not worried at all about licking his cum off his wife’s sexy leg if it meant he got a real orgasm.”

Without a word Lynn placed her foot in front of Matt’s mouth and he immediately began licking his cum off, working his way up her leg to her knee until there was no more cum to be seen.

As soon as Matt had finished, Lynn began walking away.

“Where are you going?”

I’m going to have a shower then I’m off to bed.”

“What about my orgasm?”

“I never said when I would let you orgasm, just that I will give you a proper orgasm. When the week is over I will.” she confirmed, laughing

Matt didn’t even bother to reply, he knew no matter how much he protested Lynn wouldn’t change her mind. In fact she would likely kick him in the balls again instead. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

part 3: [https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/tgea64/matt\_and\_lynns\_week\_part\_3/](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/tgea64/matt_and_lynns_week_part_3/)