Law of the Land Letting You Down - part 1

[Alan S]

******Just FYI, the President is not supposed to be a real president (i.e. President Trump) or any real parties (i.e. Republican or Democrat).  There is no mention of political parties or specific real people.  This story is fictional and is not intended to cause any political riffs****

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Law of the Land Letting You Down - Part 1

“That will be $200”, she said with a smirk on her face.

 

It took a couple minutes to get up, all the while she laughed and taunted.  When I did I had to reply.

 

“Now you’re REALLY busting my balls”, I said with a smirk.

 

“You’re lucky to even get busted by me!” she said coyly and followed up with a light slap to my already sore balls causing me to hunch over and let out an “Ohhh!”

 

“It’s not everyday you get to bust the Chief of Staff to the President of the United States”, I said in a coy tone.

 

“To be honest it will take me a good while to get used to a sub who’s also 2 steps away from power like that.  It’s weird as a domme, but sexy in a whole new way”, she said and then winked at me with a smile.

 

“Well if it makes you feel better I’m really just a sub to someone else who’s powerful”, I said to her laughter and retort “That actually does make me feel better!”

 

I gave her the money.  “Now it’s time for me to make the money back”, I said on my way out of the dungeon belonging to Mistress T and into the hallway.  It’s not like me to meet for sessions before work but you have to make do with what time you have. 

 

For me, sessions are an escape from a hectic schedule, with the job and the kids and my wife.  It’s also the only way I can get busted, as I have never told my wife I’m into this.  How do you tell people about this fetish?  I keep this between my mistresses and me. 

 

“Oh fuck!” I say aloud in the car as I realize I forgot my belt at the dungeon.  As I am already running late, I decide I need to just text her to hold onto the belt for me and I’ll grab it when I get the chance.  I can get an intern to find me another belt anyway.

 

I went into my office with my assistant already sitting and by the looks he’d been waiting awhile but I know in truth he was probably only here a couple minutes.

 

“I printed out your agenda for the day and put it on your desk” my assistant said to me as I found the agenda on my desk as he said I would, but there was this look on his face I couldn’t pin what it meant.

 

“So I got some good news and some bad news…” my assistant said with the same face on.

 

“Good work Jimmy, now tell me, which do I want to hear first?” I asked.

 

“Congress finally approved that military budget bill that we wanted,” he said with a half smile.

 

“So that’s the good news.  Now tell me, what is the bad news?”

 

“There’s a rider to the bill you won’t like.  They cannot spend any money on the pill for women but there’s no language restricting the use of funds for Viagra…” he said, looking at me waiting for a response.

 

“Dammit.  Now I won’t hear the end of it from all sides.  We didn’t even come up with this language!”  I said angrily but knew it didn’t matter.

 

“Sir, we’re members of the same party…”

 

“I know I know!” I said cutting my assistant off.  It didn’t matter that the President’s office had nothing to do with the rider. “It won’t be long before they start coming in to complain.”

 

“That brings me to more bad news.  Jessica Stun, the head of that famous women’s rights group, will be your first appointment.  She’s a real ballbuster from what I hear,” he said.  Having the fetish I do, I couldn’t help but imagine her actually busting my balls.

 

Reality set when the women came in the room a few minutes later.  Jessica is a stunning brunette at about 5’ 4”, with breasts that were C or D size, a nice butt, and was super fit. She brought her deputy director with her, Candice Strom, who was not as attractive as her boss but was not ugly either.  She was small about 5 feet tall with B size breasts and was cute with her dimples, blue eyes and light brown hair.

 

Jessica starts with, “Hi Rick, nice to meet you. Bet you never thought 2 girls coming into your room would be a bad thing?  I guess I never thought I’d have to come in here like this”, she started saying before the idea of friendliness was kicked in the nuts.

 

“Why can you guys get to fuck but we don’t?  Viagra is covered but the pill is not?”  she said with anger in her tone.  “This is a budget cut targeted directly at women,” she says as my assistant leaves.

 

“Congress passes legislation, not the president.  Take your complaints to that asshole who passed it,” I said.

 

“I know how the system works,” she said with a look of annoyance.  “The President DOES sign legislation that Congress passes, now the ball is in your court.  Do you have the balls to do the right thing?” she asks with a smirk.

 

“The military needs the funding.  I am not sure if…”

 

“So you DON’T have the balls to do the right thing.  Too bad…” she said in a teasing yet angry way.  “I think we’ll be talking again real soon,” she says as she and her assistant left.

 

After awhile my assistant came back in. “How was it? That didn’t look fun, unless you like getting your balls busted,” he said with a chuckle.

 

Yeah, how crazy is that?  I thought to myself.  I’m not that weird am I?  Man, this fetish is so much easier on women than men. People can get why a woman would love this but why would a man?  On top of that, I am not a submissive type, which is even stranger.  You can’t be submissive and be the Chief of Staff to the President of the United States.  There are plenty of ballbusters like Jessica out there and all of them want their way.

 

I started to feel a little bad so I decided to eat lunch at home.  My wife was home alone when I got there.  She’s a brunette, about 5’ 5“ with nice curves and a cute face and smile.  That smile melts my heart every time.

 

“Hey sweetie, how was your day?” my wife asked me with her signature smile.

 

“Could be better.  I didn’t want to stay in the office for lunch so I decided to come here to see you,” I said with a smile on my face.

 

“Great!  You look like you could use a nice meal and as it turns out I’m having company come over in a bit, so I prepared some food,” my wife says.

 

“Sounds good.  Let me just take a quick shower and I’ll be right down.”

 

I put my stuff down in our bedroom and start the shower.  I’m standing in the bathroom drying myself when my wife comes in with a stern look.

 

“Why did you get a text from ‘Mistress’ saying  ‘I guess that means you’ll have to come get that belt’ with a winky face at the end??”

 

“It’s not what it seems Melissa…” I start saying.

 

“Well it doesn’t seem good Rick.  What the hell is this all about?” my wife says to me raising her voice.

 

“She is a professional Domme,” I say looking at the floor in embarrassment.  “I enjoy getting kicked in the balls and she does that for me.”

 

Without a second thought she kicks me in the balls decently hard and I let out a moan and fall to the floor, being still sore from the morning. “She’s not the only one who can do that,” she says to me with an evil smirk.  “I’m not completely convinced that you got no use out of your balls with her” she says accusingly.

 

“And I have company over now and you pull this off” she’s basically screaming at me now.  “I can’t believe this…”

 

“What’s all the fuss about?”  I hear a concerned voice coming into the bathroom.

 

I look up and of course it’s no other than Jessica Stun, the ballbuster who just chewed me out in my office not so long ago.  Now she comes in barefoot wearing jeans and a shirt that definitely shows some cleavage.

 

“Looks like you hurt your balls,” she says with a little smirk.  “Now I suppose you don’t need that Viagra after all.”  Of course she had to rub it in.  “What’s this all about?”

 

“Well my husband just got a text from someone named Mistress, but he claims he just likes getting kicked in the balls and he meets up with her to do that.  I’ve never heard of that and it all seems kind of sketchy.”

 

“Well it may not surprise you but I love kicking guys in the balls,” she says.  “Maybe it’s true that he likes it.  There’s one way to prove it.  Get up off the floor,” she commands.

 

As I get off the floor, Jessica points and says, “See, he’s hard right now.  That means he’s into it,” she says with a huge smile.  “He’s even got some bruising on his nut sack and a little swelling.  Do you mind if I have a little fun with him?” she says right before kicking me with her bare feet. I hunch over but don’t fall this time, since she didn’t kick me all that hard.

 

My wife responds,  “I definitely want to see this” with a smile creeping on her face.

 

Jessica replies, “Oh this will be a LOT of fun,” she says.

 

To Be Continued.

[Alan S]

Let me know what you guys think, unless it sucks in which case keep it to yourself :P

Just kidding.  Let me know what you think!

[Chefda]

Overall I like it, but I'd prefer less ballbusting-related puns. I'd save them all for the ballbusters themselves and limit their use to whilst they're busting balls. =)

[Alan S]

Okay thanks for the feedback.  I was just trying to make the writing witty but all that came to mind were bb related jokes being that was the mindset.  For part 2 I'll tone down the bb puns.

[Chefda]

Thank you, much appreciated. =)

[Owen Divjerian]

Nice! Waiting for the next instalment!

[Donovan Omar]

Great writing but I agree with Chefda, less ballbusting puns and this would've been great.