I c*ll My sl*ve to Me and inspect the c*ck that I have kept imprisoned in chastity. A lovely, severe, metal device surrounds My sl*ve’s c*ck, preventing those unnecessary erections and keeping My sl*ve desperate. Truly the c*ck is Mine, I control it; My sl*ve loves this, he needs it, he worships My dominant control over him.

I caress the impounded c*ck through the device, squeezing the b*lls and My sl*ve confirms that it is a good two months since I have permitted any release of his pent-up excitement. How unfortunate! Of course, I know how to keep My boys controlled and on edge, throbbing for Me...

...My sl*ve aspires to an *rgasm today, but I quash such silliness swiftly! Instead, My sl*ve has been called here in order for that c*ck and those b*lls to s*ffer, to receive extreme p*in. As I relay this news, I squeeze harder, and My boy feels the ache of squished nuts begin to take over his attention!

I have My sl*ve lie face up under My heavy boots and I focus on the c*ck, trampling it beneath Me and squashing the life out of it. I make sure that the rubber sole of My boots rubs unforgivingly over the sl*ve’s c*ck and his discomfort is easily observed. I stomp on the c*ck and the sound echoes around My chambers as I flatten the sl*ve’s d*ck, mashing it into his body. I note that the sl*ve’s b*lls are bulging, comparing them to the pounded c*ck.

I begin to pulverize the sl*ve’s b*lls as well – immediately My boy complains as I grind his nuts towards p*in, then numbness and insensibility. Both feet pummel the air out of My sl*ve as his nuts are ground down whilst I pound the c*ck relentlessly. My accuracy is unmatched as My direct h*ts jackknife the sl*ve in pulverized anguish. The p*in is literally crushing, and I laugh as I enjoy Myself.

Now I catch those shiny nuts between My boots and squeeze, vice like, bruisingly, unforgivingly. My boy groans but I will not yield – his nuts surely will and they do, under My severe t*rment. I continue the battering with stamping so sweetly aimed that the sl*ve thanks his Mistress immediately for the p*ined ecstasy that I give. I bury his nuts under My boots and the sl*ve fears that his b*lls will “pop” – no problem for Me, rendering this sl*ve impotent would remove the need for a chastity device, a win/win all round - he would not be the first!

As the sl*ve begs for mercy, I subtly increase the pressure on those nuts by adjusting My weight, shifting more, then less, then more mass onto his p*ined nuts. The sl*ve groans as I squeeze the life out of his nuts and the air of out his body. Small adjustments pay huge dividends here and I atomise those testicles with aplomb! I combine c*ck crushing with b*ll pounding and overload My sl*ve, enthusing about My technique as I deliver exquisite misery.

I am pleased with My boy for taking a prolonged stomping, only to find his c*ck remaining hard after its two-month long sojourn in a metal device. Undeterred I apply a single boot, covering My sl*ve’s genitals and grind him into the floor. I squash him flat, engulfing the sl*ve’s c*ck and b*lls at the same time, generating groaning from him and an appreciative smile from Me.

I appear to allow mercy, but this is only a change of position as My boots regain contact with the tenderized b*lls and cause more havoc. My sl*ve tries to check that his b*lls are still attached as I crush, stomp and then pull his nuts towards the ceiling. Time for some b*llbusting punches and I deliver dozens as My boy’s voice becomes high-pitched and his hopes of procreation disappear entirely. My iron grip is unrelenting, and the sl*ve begs for the busting to end.

After the boots to the b*lls and thumps to the testicles I am done; there is “no chance” of the sl*ve getting release today. After all I have been kind and left those nuts attached to My sl*ve, for now!

B*LLS BUSTED IN DM BOOTS