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Mistress Bria

Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: toke_N_D900, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

his face hard. "That's my boy," she said. She grabbed his dick and pulled it, leading him to the desk. "Stand in front of the desk here and put your balls right against the front of it." He stood in front of the desk and spread his legs enough to let his balls hang right in front of the edge of the desktop. "Now. I want you to slam your own balls into the desk a few times. Swing your hips back, then hard forward so your balls smack the desk. Let me see you do it." He pushed his hips back, then quickly forward so his balls swung and smacked the hard wood of the desk. "Yes. Just like that." She grinned. The motion nearly looked like he was trying to fuck the desk. "Keep doing that until I tell you to stop," she ordered. He began pumping his hips and smacking his balls against the desk. She loved the "thump" sound they made every time his balls made contact with the wood. "Don't pussy out on me. Keep doing it. Hard." He smacked his balls as hard as he could into the desk. "Good," she said and pulled her phone out of her pocket. She began checking her messages on her phone while his balls kept smacking into the desk. She wasn't paying attention to him. He looked back and saw she was focused on her phone. He kept swinging his hips, thumping his nuts into the desk over and over. She looked up at him and asked, "does it hurt?" He looked at her and nodded yes. "Good. Don't you stop yet." She replied to a few messages while he was pounding his nuts against the desk. "Do it harder ... now," she said. He swung his hips as hard as he could, smashing his balls into the wood. "More," she ordered. He kept going. "Stop now," she said. She pressed his balls against the desk, slowly pushing harder. She pulled her hand away then smacked it against his balls hard, hitting them against the desk. She made a fist and punched his balls against the desk. His hands reached down and he fell on top of the desk. "Oh I bet that hurt like hell. Move your hands though hun." He pulled his hands away. She smacked his nuts against the desk again. He reached down and grasped his balls, moaning. She grabbed the roll of duct tape and tore a long strip off. "Put your hands back here together," she said. He held his hands back and she wrapped the strip of duct tape around his wrists, binding them. "Much better." She positioned the chair behind him and sat down. She lifted her foot up and placed it against his balls, sandwiching them between her foot and the desk. She stepped her foot in and squished his balls against the wood, then lifted off and did it again, gently at first. "I could crush your balls right now," she said. He nodded. "Would you like that? Would you like it if I crushed your balls? Broke them?" He didn't respond. She pressed her foot against his balls. "Would you like it if I destroyed your balls?" she asked again. He didn't respond. "Ah, my little boy isn't so sure now, is he? Nervous?" He didn't respond. "Didn't really know what you were in for? That's ok. I know what ...