"That was the one"

[KingMe]

My wife was in a ball busting mood last night, and a pretty good one. 5 min within getting home from work she had kneed me in the balls. it was hard and fast, if not for the growing pain in my groin, i wouldn't have even notice her move.

   The shot on the stairs was later in the night. I was walking up the stairs she sneaked up behind me and swung her fist right between my legs, effectively crumpling me up on the stairs. As I'm grasping the jewels she tells me "Sorry, I just couldn't resist.", and laughs.

   Fast forward a little in the night. She had asked me for a message (full body of course) so i did. I love giving her rubdowns, nothing like running your hands over every inch of a woman's body. Anyway, after the lovely rubdown she gets situated, putting some clothes on. Now i don't know if i had mentioned this but she has a pair of sneakers that she used to wear all the time, but they were starting to breakdown so she stopped wearing them. Those shoes are now what she calls her "special shoes" and now the only time she wears them is when she is going to kick me in the balls for real. Well the shoes went on, and she directed me to space in the bedroom that gave her good mobility. She puts her hands to together and pulls them apart implying she wanted me to spread my legs. This always makes me nervous, because i have come to realize that once we get to this point that she is in ball-buster mode and i should t expect any mercy.

   Standing there in my underwear, the kind that adjust your junk into the perfect package, (her words not mine), that she loves when i wear, I couldn't imagine why :) and she kicks me in the balls driving the air out of me. I didn't fall down but i couldn't stand straight. Let me say that this time she was more into it then i have ever seen her, because the fist thing she asked is if she got them? I told her it was little off so she readjusted and tired again. This happened a couple more times until she had me confirm that she was hitting my balls dead on.

  My wife, now with an accurate target, starts to kick me in the family jewels harder, increasing force with each kick. I  dropped to my knees a couple of times but not for too long. Then my wife smiles and tells me "I think maybe you should turn around" and makes the twirling motion with her finger. My wife loves to kick me in balls from behind, because she knows it hurts more and makes me nervous because i cant see it coming. She loves the suspense, and uses it against me to make me more nervous. When she kicked me again i almost met the floor, and then she told me to stop moving,that she didn't want to miss them. When her foot made contact with my nuts again i had to hold to the bed for support, she kicked harder that time. Three more kicks, each one harder then the last, finally put me down, I was in so much pain my legs where shaking and I stayed in a ball for a good 5 minutes. I could not get myself to move because every time i did, another wave of pain hit me. The best part about it all was what my wife said to me after she dropped me. 

She said to me "That was the one."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

She smile and said "The kick that drops you to the floor, I like that one."

I was a little blown away when she said it, because she never has. It give me a little bit more perspective on how much she really enjoys busting my balls, and it makes me wonder what i have unleashed.