BB: My little red dress.

[Melinda the Ball Breaker]

I haven't always been a very confident person. Actually I was the opposite, very quiet and shy, insecure about myself. Trying to be sexy always made me feel like I was a complete moron. Naturally I can pull of sexy, and I have been told I am quite feisty, but that is just my personality. I never really dressed up to show off or go out, and when I did, it was rare. I just wanted my jeans and a t-shirt. No fancy underwear or lingerie, just boxers or booty shorts for me. It wasn't because I didn't want to, I just never felt confident about that kind of stuff, I was afraid of looking like a fool and feeling just plain stupid. It bothered me, made feel as if I wasn't feminine enough or something was wrong with me. Whenever I wore any kind of lingerie, I had the urge to grab a robe and cover myself up out of embarrassment and I avoided wearing anything too sexual when I went out. One of the best things about ballbusting is it gives you the ability to truly work on your confidence issues if you allow it to. If you don't believe me, just ask my little red dress.
   My husband and I were getting ready for a dinner date one night, not something that happens often, with our work schedules and our kids, when this special busting happened. I was hell bent on dressing casual, but my husband wanted me to dress up in something nice, something sexy. I just looked at him and asked why did it matter? He told me I was beautiful and that I really should show it off more. My mischievous side kicked in and I asked what exactly is it that he wanted me to show off? He smiled and pulled one out one of my dresses from the closet and held it up to me.
   It was a velvet red dress that I think I have only worn once, it was backless and very low cut in the front, and the straps went up and tied around the neck. It was it about knee length and tight fitting, and had a slit up the right side all the way until it reached my hip. To say it was revealing would be an understatement, and I never felt fully clothed when I wore it, so it didn’t happen often. I looked at him with raised eyebrow as he knew how I felt about wearing that dress.
   I told him that he couldn't be serious, but he was persistent about the dress. The wheels in my head began to turn, and begin to think that it wouldn't hurt to wear it this once would it? I told him fine, that I will wear it if he wants me too, but he was going to owe me big time. He looked over as I walked into the bathroom to get dressed and he asked with a smile, how was he going to owe me. I gave him my best smile and told him he was going to find out soon as I shut the bathroom door behind me. I had to lose the bra because it was pointless in this dress, and the slit parted on the side exposing most of my right leg. My boobs looked like they were ready to jump out of the low cut dress as I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a dame escort or something, and I felt naked, my face started to turn as red as my dress. Not only did my husband now owe me, he was now going to pay dearly for it.
   I stepped out of the bathroom after I had gotten ready, making my way to the living room, my husband standing in black slacks and a button up gray shirt. His eyes caught me and slowly took me all in as I twirled around for him. The lust in his eyes was evident as I asked him what he thought, he had trouble putting words together at first before he said I looked amazing. It made me smile, as it always does, and then I told him that I am glad that he liked it, because he still owed me. He pretended to not know how I wanted him to pay for it, but my mind was already miles down the ballbusting highway, my heart was already racing from the anticipation of what I wanted to do. I just didn't want to kick him in the balls, I wanted to make them hurt for the rest of the night. I used my finger to make the "come here" motion and he nervously came to me smiling.
   My husband has told me that I get a certain look in my eye when I'm in the ballbusting mood, a look that makes my brave man very, very nervous. I pulled the zipper down on the front of his pants, reaching threw the hole searching his boxers for his delicate nuts. I tried to gather them both in one hand, but one ends up slipping leaving his left ball in my palm. It was warm and soft as I began to squeeze it with as much force as I could muster. His eyes started to bulge as I applied more presser to his nut, as he sucked in air trying to control his breathing. At this point hubby knows not to try and resist when I have his balls in my hand, unless he wants to find out what it really feels like to have one of his nuts ruptured. A rule that is pretty much law now.
   My husband quickly removed his pants when I told him too, as he was now shaking from his nut being squeezed. I wanted him to hurt and he knew it as I forced him to his knees by his ball, demanding him to spread his legs. The tone of my voice came as a surprise to me and a little frightening to him. I had spring boarded to the height of desire and I felt like I was suddenly on the edge of something powerful. As soon as he opened his legs for me, I took two steps and launched my foot in between his legs smashing both his balls. He curled over in pain as the sound of my bare foot smacking into naked balls echoed in the room. The same feeling of power came over me as I watched him hurt, but this time it was stronger. I felt super charged and all I wanted to do was kick him again. As soon as he recovered and sat up, a bolt of energy shot threw me not like anything I felt before. It was aggressive and hot and it powered my next kick as I took a few running steps, trying to do damage as I kicked him with force that almost surprised me. He grasped his nuts and yelled in pain as he buckled to the floor. My mind was flooding with ecstasy and the urge to hurt him became so powerful I was confused. I felt so much power mixed with lust, I felt drunk. I grabbed his hair and forced him back up. I wiggled my thigh between his legs to open them up, and grabbed his hand so he couldn't protect his nuts as I rammed my knee into them hard and pushed him against our front door pinning his arms so he couldn't fall to the floor. My heart was thundering as I drew my leg all the way back, I wanted to knee him harder, hard as I could. I looked him right in the eye and told him to spread his legs.
   Hubby looked a little worried about what I was going to do, but he knew he owed me, reluctantly opened his legs. I looked down to check my target hanging there, a warm flush of energy filled me up until I couldn't take it anymore. I thrust my knee into his package with all I could, feeling his warm balls with my bare knee as I crushed them, the soft sound of flesh meeting flesh in the air followed by the sound of him bellowing out and dropping to the floor to his knees as his arms came around me in a hug to keep himself from falling down. I ran my hands through his hair gently as he grasped me legs desperately, trying to process the pain. I pulled his head up to look at me, to see the pain in his eyes as I smiled at him. I have to say I felt powerful and sexy in that moment looking down at my man cradling his balls in his hand. I told him that if he can take another kick we will get going, and that it was the only way I was going to leave the house dressed like that.
   He took a minute to consider it, looking me up and down. I guess he thought it was worth it because he agreed, to my excitement. I told him to stay on his knees and spread them and then waited until he did. He looked nervous, especially when he knows it’s the last kick. With me the last kick is always the hardest, as it should be. It's the final kick, and as the final kick it should have the potential to be the last kick for the rest of his life. I was at the top of my ballbusting high and I wanted to hurt him so bad that every time he saw a red dress he would feel it. I placed my bare foot under his balls lightly kicking them repeatedly until it became uncomfortable, and when it did, I started to kick harder. He couldn't take it anymore even though he was he was rock hard while I was doing it. I couldn't help it anymore, I stopped and took four steps back to get a good running start, darting forward to get all my power and momentum behind my foot as launched it between his legs with everything I had. The sound was loud as it landed, and the hot sting of my foot was intense. My husband’s world all but ended as his back snapped straight instantly and his eyes got really big, as he screams out profane language, his body starts to jump up and down as if it is going to relive some of the pain that is coursing through him, thou it doesn't look like it was working very well. He reminded of what a 5 year old does when they get hurt, jump up and down. The range of emotions going threw me were amazing, I felt turned on, sexy, and oh so powerful.
   His balls had turned a nice shade of red afterwards, not quit the color of my dress but it would do. His left nut had swollen really good making it hard for him the rest of the night. I think the best part about it, is that now whenever I wear the red dress or any other like it when we go out, my husband has one if not two swollen nuts, and that is a fact. I like that no one would ever guess that this handsome strong man of mine was on the verge of being neutered only two hours prior by yours truly. It kind of makes you wonder when you see couples out and a bout, what really goes on behind closed doors.

[KneeMyNuts]

Finally read this story... it was insanely hot!  Thank you for sharing!

[MadisonGuy]

Very hot story.  I love your descriptions of how you felt when you busted him.  Thank you.

[Mz Jhoana]

Love your attitude ma, very sexy. This actually is now a little bit my inspiration for little "disagreements" I have with my man. He wants me to wear something or do something I am un sure about I have been making little "deals" with him (with his huevos as collateral) its win win- especially when hes on the floor with that "wtf just happened" look in his eyes, priceless!

[John Franks]

This right here is why I keep coming back to this site!! I LOVE the stories that people share. Thank you so much letting us in on your new tradition!!

[Pointy Toe Pumps]

I always love your detailed blogs. Another great read.

[Melinda the Ball Breaker]

@need 2 B Kneed, I do wear a lot more lingerie now, more so when I am busting. I make myself look good while I bust balls now, it gives my husbands nuts a reason to survive lol.

[Need 2 B Kneed]

...so fucking hot and sexy! Would love to be on the receiving end of your knee, and dropping at your feet like your husband did, looking up at your with watering eyes.

You mention you seldom wear sexy lingerie, but did you ever wear stockings/pantyhose and high heels and do any busts in this?

[Maskedguy 1.7]

hot

[Just Me]

Nice

[Ibrahim Moizoos]

The details are thorough as hell, very impressive