This blog is dedicated to exploring male submission in all it's different forms. Allowing others to decide and shape things as fundamental as ones sexual behaviours, requires great trust. I would like to hear from others that share a similar view.
Her nails gently raked his nipples, sending a wave of pleasure pulsing through his body. This contrasted with the acute pain stabbing through his lower abdomen, from his aching and stretched testicles. His mind was in hyperdrive trying to process the conflicting signals of pleasure and pain, emanating from all parts of his body.
She whispered softly to him "such a good boy, I like it when you hurt for me and you must like it too....your cock is so hard. I know you want to please me, can I stretch your balls some more please....maybe just one more full turn of the ball stretcher?" He began to sweat profusely, he knew the pain from stretching his poor abused testicles - even a little bit more - would totally overwhelm any sense of pleasure, from having his nipples or even his cock played with.
She watched him closely knowing the psychological impact of her demand, on him. The dildo attached to the gag, lodged in the back of his throat, prevented any recognisable sounds....but he made a sorrowful mewing noise as he slowly and reluctantly, nodded his consent. "Thank you, this means so much to me" she whispered as her pussy convulsed and released more of its wetness as she reached for the screws on the ball stretcher.
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Her nails gently raked his nipples, sending a wave of pleasure pulsing through his body. This contrasted with the acute pain stabbing through his lower abdomen, from his aching and stretched testicles. His mind was in hyperdrive trying to process the conflicting signals of pleasure and pain, emanating from all parts of his body.
She whispered softly to him "such a good boy, I like it when you hurt for me and you must like it too....your cock is so hard. I know you want to please me, can I stretch your balls some more please....maybe just one more full turn of the ball stretcher?" He began to sweat profusely, he knew the pain from stretching his poor abused testicles - even a little bit more - would totally overwhelm any sense of pleasure, from having his nipples or even his cock played with.
She watched him closely knowing the psychological impact of her demand, on him. The dildo attached to the gag, lodged in the back of his throat, prevented any recognisable sounds....but he made a sorrowful mewing noise as he slowly and reluctantly, nodded his consent. "Thank you, this means so much to me" she whispered as her pussy convulsed and released more of its wetness as she reached for the screws on the ball stretcher.