Ballbusting Playtime (Story)
The pleasure Mark was getting from the inspection quickly ended. Lindsey clamped down onto his balls. A huge grin spread across her face while Mark’s contorted in pain. The dull ache spread from the balls trapped within her grip up through his abdomen and into his stomache. Mark groaned and began curling. “Don’t be such a baby Mark this is important, we need to make sure they’re alright!”, Lindsey squeezed harder and Mark reeled back down to the floor in pain. “They seem fine I guess.”, she slapped them and stood back up. Mark did not.
“It must be quite a bother having balls.”, Lindsey said, walking across the bedroom. “I mean, they’re so sensitive and I’m sure they’re always getting in the way.”, she began looking through her closet for something to change into. “Remember that time at the pool, when you jumped in the pool and smacked your little nuts? Boy, that must have been embarassing.” Lindsey couldn’t help but giggle as she recalled poor Mark the day of the incident, floating around on his back, trying not to drown as he clutched his nuts.