*Stomp* as her heel was driven firmly and precisely onto his left ball. She kept her foot there. Motionless for a few seconds as she allowed him to gaze upon his testicles ultimate destruction. He instinctively wrapped his hands around her foot in a failed attempt to lessen his torture. The foot was raised above him just as unexpectedly before returning again back onto his left testicle. His hands still wrapped around her foot. This time she leaned forward and applied a bit more pressure. The boy was in agony. His whole body was flailing. Like a spider trapped under a pointy heel he was trying to push away the leg to give him a bit of relief.
Of course the more he tried, the harder she drove her heel in.
“Stop struggling” she laughed. “The more you try the more pressure I apply” she continued.
Like an obedient boy, he released is grip on her foot but still held it.
“Good boy” she said as she allowed her foot to rise up a few centimetres.
The boy tilted his head back and let out a deep sigh of relief. When he exhaled his last bit he took a deep breath in through his nose and the exhaled again. The boy in as much pain now seems to be enjoying the sexy woman’s feet on his ball. Left ball to be exact.
The woman was now gently grinding her heel onto his ball. The boy clearly and visibly was enjoying this. His erection grew harder with each passing second. Occasionally she would press down with her toes onto the head of his shaft to induce a few quivers from the boy before digging her heel onto his gonad again just to remind his she’s in charge.
The more she ground his testicle the closer he came to climaxing’ but the sexy woman didn’t want him to cum so just as he was about start the jerky motions of a climax she lifted her foot up and slammed the heel onto the head of his penis.
“No!!” He mumbled as grabbed his dick to try and lessen the pain. Didn’t know which pain was worse, the dick stomp or being denied moments from the edge..
“Open your mouth, now” she demanded.
Without saying a word his teary face opened. She smiled, praised him, “ good boy” and slid her entire front part of her foot down his mouth. All the time other heel pressed onto the tip of his manhood.
The boy was clearly in distress as he was choking on her foot. The salty taste of her foot was all to evident for the boy, but was prevented from saying anything. The sweaty musky odour was also painfully aware for the boy but again was powerless to do anything. He knew it, she knew it and was enjoying it.
Every so often, the foot was pulled out to leave her toes circling his lips or cheeks or nose or hell just laying flat on his face crushing his nose flat in the process. The boy clearly enjoyed the woman’s foot in this position as he was moving his head trying to preempt where the foot was going and place his face there.
“I think you have had enough pleasure” she smirked evilly as she started pressing down hard on his face. At the same time she switched back to his left ball. Heel pressing left nut other foot pressing face. The pleasure face that was building on the boy was all gone now as the pain started to intensify. The heel would be lifted and slammed down on his left nut over and over. Not hard enough to pop it but hard enough to induce vomiting sensations for the boy.
She nodded to herself as she was preparing herself for the final act,, the thought of what she intended to do made her excited, quicken her heel stomps and touch herself. She wasn’t looking at the target now… she was just stomping, head moving around in slow extacy and hands grabbing her more than ample boobs, cupping them in her hands symmetrical before finding the tip of the boob to squeeze.
She was very close to climaxing now. One hand cupping her breast, the other moving rhythmically between her legs. Eyes closed as she stomped whatever was under her heel. Some times it was the cock but most times though, she hit the target.
One final moment then she climaxed….she lifted her foot very high before slamming it as hard as she could down. It hit the mark precisely. *POP* it was over. His left testicle was burst.
The pain was unbearable for the boy… tears flooding down his face his hand around where his left ball used to be…. Boy slowly blacking out…
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