Exploring my BDSM Kink... Sorry Eric

Hey guys! Sorry I've been hopping on and off. Busy life stuff. So this is mostly true, added a few details/parts. But I did have an exploratory period where I explored my kink and how much a guy can take. Enjoy.

As I got dressed and ready, my heart pounded with anticipation. My best friend Eric was coming over for our first ever BDSM session. I had never been so turned on in my life. It all started a few weeks ago when I was watching a soccer game and one of the players got his balls kicked so hard he crumpled to the ground. Something inside me clicked and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I researched ballbusting and discovered I had a new kink. A very intense, very specific kink. I knew Eric was into BDSM and figured he wouldn't mind helping me explore this side of myself.

When he finally arrived, I opened the door and let him in. He was wearing his usual casual attire: a pair of worn-in jeans, a black graphic tee, and a leather jacket. His disheveled hair fell over his forehead, and his eyes were hidden behind his Ray-Bans. I could tell he was nervous, but also excited. I could tell he liked my lace bra and tight miniskirt by the way he didn't move his gaze away from my hips. I led him down the hallway to my bedroom, my heart racing with anticipation.

As he stepped into the room, I took in his appearance. He looked so good in his casual clothes, but I knew they had to go. "Strip," I commanded, my voice firm but not unkind. Eric hesitated for a moment before slowly beginning to undress. He removed his jacket, revealing a black muscle tee underneath. Then he pulled off his jeans and boxers, leaving him completely naked. "Perfect," I said with a smirk. "Now, let's put that pretty little thing to good use."

I led him over to a small chest at the foot of my bed and opened it to reveal a black chastity cage. "This is going to keep your little friend safe and secure until I say so," I explained. Eric gave me a nervous laugh but didn't protest as I locked the cage around his erection. "Good boy," I praised, giving his balls a playful squeeze. "Now, let's get you nice and comfortable."

I guided him to my bed and helped him lie down on his back. "From now on, I'm in charge," I reminded him. He nodded obediently, his eyes fixed on mine. I ran my hands over his body, feeling the tension in his muscles. It was time to see just how much he could take. I started with his balls, squeezing them gently at first, then harder and harder. He winced in pain, but didn't make a sound. I continued my assault, punching, kicking, and biting his balls until they were bruised and swollen.

"That's it, Eric," I encouraged. "Take it like a champ." His breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to bear the pain. I could see the determination in his eyes not to give up. After hours of tormenting his balls, I finally kicked him so hard he almost passed out. Oops, I forgot about the cage, that must have hurt. He lay there on the bed, broken. I knew he wouldn't be getting an erection anytime soon.

I stripped out of my miniskirt and thong. I crawled onto the bed and straddled his face. "Since you're not going to need this for a while, you can use it to make me feel good," I said, offering him my wet pussy. Eric hesitated for a moment before finally opening his mouth and he started licking. He began to suck on my clit, his tongue dancing expertly over my sensitive areas.

As he ate me out, I reached back and cupped his balls in my hand, massaging them gently. "That's it, Eric," I encouraged. "Just focus on making me feel good." He moaned around my aching clit, his cock hardening slightly despite the chastity cage. I smiled, feeling a twinge of pride in his resilience. "You're doing such a good job," I murmured, running my fingers through his hair.

His tongue worked overtime, driving me closer and closer to the edge. My hips bucked wildly against his face, and I could feel my orgasm building, building, building. "I'm going to cum," I warned him, my voice shaking with the effort to maintain control. He increased the speed and intensity of his tongue, somehow knowing exactly how to push me over the edge. Damn, he's done this before.

And then, I felt it: a wave of pleasure so intense it seemed to engulf my entire body. My inner walls spasmed around his tongue, and I cried out his name, my fingers digging into his scalp. As the sensation began to subside, I collapsed forward, panting heavily.

"Good job, Eric," I panted. "You earned that." He looked up at me, his eyes still glazed from the intensity of our shared experience. "You're really something else," he managed to say between ragged breaths. "I never knew..." He trailed off, shaking his head as if trying to comprehend it all.

I leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips. "You're mine now," I whispered. "And I'm going to make sure you feel every bit of it." With that, I slid off of him and crawled off the bed. I retrieved a key from my nightstand and unlocked the chastity cage. Eric's cock sprang free, already beginning to stiffen. Wow, I didn't think he was capable of an erection. Well, he did such a good job that he deserves a reward.

"On your hands and knees," I commanded. He did as he was told, his body trembling with anticipation and fear. I knelt behind him, running my hands over his ass and down his thighs. I could feel his cock twitching in response to my touch. "You've been such a good boy," I purred, "but I think it's time for a little punishment." I reached between his legs and wrapped my hand around his balls and cock, beginning to squeeze and stroke slowly.

As I continued to stroke him, I could feel his body tense and relax in rhythm with my movements. His breath came faster, his back arching into my touch. I knew he was close, so I increased the pressure, squeezing his balls tightly. His hips bucked wildly, and with a hoarse cry, he came, spurting his seed across my bed. As his orgasm subsided, I released him, letting him collapse onto the mattress, spent.

"That's my good boy," I murmured softly. "Now it's time for you to rest." I could feel him relax against me, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. As I held him, I couldn't help but feel a surge of power course through my veins. I was in control, and Eric was mine.

I sent him home with an icepack, he was going to need it. Lets just say we had several similar future encounters.

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