Week 9 Tuesday I uncaged Nick and sat back to watch. "What are you waiting for?" "Can I finish myself properly, Mistress?" Nick asked hopefully, slowly beginning to stroke his already rock-hard cock. "You may," I conceded. I had ruined his orgasm the previous Saturday after his session with the girls for no good reason, and today I was in the mood to watch him get off. I enjoyed his pleasure-rapt ...
Week 2 Sunday Nick stayed in bed all day in miserable pain, icing his horrifically swollen balls. I played nurse a bit, checking on them occasionally as he watched nervously, but I mostly left him to heal. He had earned at least one day off. After a bout of afternoon fucking, the professor let me know that he would be in the city for the next week for staff meetings at the university. "I hope you ...
Week 1: Sunday I vowed to leave Nick alone for the day to recover. I knew if his balls were going to be up for a beating by Saturday, I would have to lay off them. I even put on a more conservative outfit than usual, wearing a simple sundress at the breakfast table in an attempt to not tease him since he was brand new to the cage and had been used to getting off multiple times a day. But after the...
I'm Starla, a 24 year-old grad student and TA. I'm blonde and, not to brag, but I'm blessed with a huge rack, long legs, and a flawless ass. This is the story of how I discovered I have a ball-busting fetish. I found myself employed for the summer as a 'research assistant' for a Professor C, lodged up in his spare vacation home. Of course, I did little actual work and spent my time getting my brai...