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I want to write something creative, but does the surrealistic BB stories actually interest anyone? They are a bit trickier to write but if people like them I will happily work on more. Otherwise I could write a different genre instead- fantasy maybe?
I'm not sure if I should continue the series or end it here permenantly. I am quite happy with how the last chapter ended
I have been practising BB for almost a year now with my partner of 3 years. It feels very different to the content I see usually posted here, so I thought I'd share. For context, my GF isn't particularly turned on by BB but she just does it for me- she has her own fair share of kinks/fantasies that I help her fulfill. For me, the most enjoyable part of BB isn't the pain itself, but the fact it's s...
I was not going to say the safe word, no matter how much it hurt. I stuggled against the restraints, desperately and unsuccessfully trying to close my legs. Hope stood topless, covering her pale breasts with her hands. She winced as she watched me struggle. Mercy studied the expression on my face curiously, then turned the intensity dial to 6. The pain that had started in my balls and engulfed my ...
Do they exist? I want to make the next Hope chapter feel a little surreal. Has it been done before?
Is there much content featuring BB that is visibly being enjoyed by both parties? Something with good chemistry between the couple, and that you can tell both the guy and the girl love/care for each other really? Thanks.
When I came to I found myself standing, naked and restrained with my legs spread apart. I remembered the unbearable pain that shot up my body as Hope's toes had curled around my balls. I had writhed and struggled beneath her foot and I couldn't breath as my vision slowly darkened. Hope stood in front of me now, dressed in a tight fitting business suit. Under the lacy black masquerade on her face I...
​ All the Hope stories so far. As always, suggestions welcome. 1. It can't hurt that bad, right? [https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/190rjpe/it\_cant\_hurt\_that\_bad\_right/](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/190rjpe/it_cant_hurt_that_bad_right/) 2) Hope's Birthday [https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/191jasp/hopes\_birthday/](https://w...
Hi. I started writing a BB series last week. It began as a romance but evolved into a sci fi/spy story. As it goes on the genres will change. I am looking for inspiration or suggestions for BB techniques and outfits to add in future chapters. Be as creative or wild as you like, but I will not write any familial stuff or anything involving blades or needles. There are 3 main primary female characte...
Also what tones/genres do you like? Serious, funny, romantic, cruel, action, fantasy, surrealism etc.
"Ow!" I said as I touched my right shoulder. I stared at my naked body in the mirror. The bruise had turned bluish. As I changed into my ballet uniform I went through the end of last week in my head. I saw the flare light up the night sky. I took aim. I fired a single shot. The rifle slammed against my shoulder and bicept. The bullet had hung in the air in front of the target's face then dropped o...
​ ​ ​ Normally enjoyed a warm sea breeze against my face. Normally I enjoyed feeling soft sand beneath my feet and normally I enjoyed watching the sunset with Hope. Not today. She was sat on the rock beside me, staring intently down at her feet. Her eyes were narrowed, her eyebrows were furrowed and her lips were pursed together. She had been acting distant all week, ever sinc...
I looked up into Hope's brilliant blue eyes. I could tell she was smiling looking at her eyes alone. Her usually pale cheeks had flushed red, as they often did when she was turned on or embarassed. Her silky black hair flowed between her narrow shoulders and onto her lacy bra. She wore matching lace panties and fluffy slippers but nothing more. Sandwiched inbetween her heel and her slipper were my...
​ "Hear that? Gate's opening. Stick to the plan and follow my lead." Mercy said to the girl wearing the black masquerade mask. Masquerade nodded and peaked over the crates. "Keep your head down!' Mercy jerked her back. Mercy produced a small mirror from her pocket and carefully positioned it on the crate opposite. Its reflection revealed 4 large men carrying a wooden chest, following an eve...
"Hey! No. Stop, he can't take any more. Hear him gasping? He can't breath." Hope told Faith assertively. She was right, I was close to my breaking point already, doubled over, on my knees, clutching my balls. Faith had reduced me to a sobbing and shaking mess on the floor with her little feet. She had walked up to me on her tip toes, hands stretched reaching up into the air. She swung her leg back...
It was Valentine's today. Hope and I had trekked up to the mountaintop the previous night. After a little exploring we had found a comfortable spot with a good view. I held her in my arms as we watched the starry night sky transform into a beautiful sunrise. Exactly two years had elapsed since the incident. From that day on I had refused to let her hurt my balls- I didn't want a repeat of what had...
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Hope and I stood at the bus stop, making conversation with her best friend, Faith, and Faith's boyfriend, Alex. We were on our way back from a double date at the theatre. It was getting dark and Hope was shivering. I took off my big, winter coat and wrapped it around her. Her bright blue eyes looked into mine lovingly for a second, then she leant in, got on her tip toes and planted a kiss on my ch...
"Aw, Mark, do you need a hand?" Hope stood with her knees together, bending her pale body forwards as if she had been hit in the crotch and looked down at me with her bright blue eyes. She was wearing fluffy pink socks and nothing else- only a little more than I was. We'd done this so many times now that she could tell when I could take more and when I needed to take a breather. "Yes please," I sa...
A few years had passed since Hope discovered how delicate my softest spot was. We had agreed to pretend that day never took place and continued with our lives, until about a year ago where an incident occured that awakened something in her. I will recall the incident in detail some other time since it is a painful but significant memory. It was her birthday today. She looked very cheerful, the cel...
"It can't hurt that bad, right?" Hope hid a smile with her hand. The man on TV was curled up in a ball on the floor. ​ "Guys that have no pain tolerence react like that," I replied "in real life you just power through" ​ "Can you really do that?" She turned to me with an incredulous look. The TV light illuminated half her face. I admired her bright blue eyes for a moment. They were, ...