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Her "Sexy Fuck Me Harder" Boots... He had known her for a long time, at first they were just friends, but later it turned into something more, they became friends with benefits, but secretly they each kept a secret from each other, which coincided in a way both would be surprised to learn. One day, as they were getting together to go one night, he watched her buckle up her super sexy, what she called her "fuck me harder" boots, he told her: "I wouldn't mind finding what they could do to my balls" (he was suddenly shocked realizing that he'd just confessed one of his greatest secret desires) She was shocked to, but in a good way, she says: "oh really, well there's only one way to find babe..." Part of him knew she had to be just kidding, playing along to either pass it off as a joke, or maybe to just tease him, So he figures, well fuck it, I'll play along too worst case scenario, I just get blue balled, best case, she actually does something and I get to enjoy her using those boots to bash my balls black-and-blue, so why not? It started innocent enough, she'd him in the balls a few times with her boots, and they’d screw each other’s brains afterwards from how horny it made them both, eventually they both wanted to try a new method of hurting his balls with her boots. One day he suggested she try a new way of stepping on them. They'd tried that a few times before, but his balls always wiggled away before she could ever really put her weight on them. He says: "what if we screwed a metal bar into the coffee table, so once my balls are trapped in it you could really stand & stomp on them?" Thinking quickly, she suggested they tie his body to the table, so he doesn't accidentally pass and rip his own balls, and he should also have his hands 'cuffed behind his back, so she has total control of the whole scenario. With his love of both having his balls brutalized by such a sexy female wearing Goth outfits and super sexy boots all the time, combined with his fetish of being chained up by such a woman, he agreed right away. A few days later they had everything they needed, and agreed to do it that night. He got naked to be entirely at her mercy, she dressed up in her "fuck me harder boots" a gothed out school-girl outfit, with thigh-high fishnets, a pleated micro-skirt, black zip-front sports bra, tight white top tied in the front, fishnet shirt between the two, spiked collar, hair up in pig-tails, black lipstick and eye-liner, she wanted this night to be perfect for both of them. Once her was tied to the table, in handcuffs, testicles immobilize by the bar they’d designed to put his balls completely at her mercy, she got started slowly, gentile pressure at first, and as he begged her to give him more, she was more than happy to really start to give it to him. She said: "You know I read something online once that said it takes at least 0 lbs to crush a human testicle until it pops, and you know what, I'm right around 0 lbs, wanna see if I'm more or less than 0 lbs?" He says, horny as hell and loving both the view of her in that outfit, and feeling her put a significant amount of pressure, making him even hornier, he throws caution into the wind, telling her: "Fuck it , at this point you can do anything you want to my balls, do your worst I'm looking forward to anything you got..." She then tells him "Hmmm, nice, I was hoping you'd say that, I just dying to feel a testicle or two pop and get crushed flat, and with you restrained like this, you can't stop me from having my way with THESE" (she says as she slowly steps on one ball, then the other "Well looks like I'm under 0 lbs, damn it, oh hold on, wait, I have another idea... Ever notice how if you step on a scale too quickly it shows a weight that can be several times your own weight?, All I have to do is stomp down a few times and then it'll be like I've taken your manhood He responds, (horny as hell after that conversation), "oh yeah, you'd like doing that to me? Stomping on my balls until they're nothing more than a painful sack full of broken ball parts, taking my balls from me and ending my manhood?" She tells him  quot;Say one more thing like that, and I won't be able to restrain myself from slowly castrating you tonight with these boots you seem to really love..." He couldn't think straight, here she was giving him an easy to save his balls from total destruction, yet between as horny as he was right at that moment, and a secret curiosity, wondering what it would feel like for one of his testicles to get crushed so hard that it actually popped/ruptured, and get squashed flat, "Babe, as sexy as you look right now, and as turned on as I am, even with me at your mercy right now, nothing’s going to happen, you don't have the balls to break even one of mine." She was hoping he'd be crazy enough to say something like that, her pussy was already getting wet seeing him tied up, rock hard cock throbbing in anticipation, and his balls right under her "fuck me harder boots", she doesn't say anything, words couldn't really impact any harder than actions in this moment anyways, we maybe a few words. She bends down, pulls his chin up, looking him in the eyes she says, "damn , I love you, this is gonna be so fucking ..." she then kisses him passionately, running her fingers through his hair, feeling the sexual energy building up in both of them. After a few minutes of making , she stands up, raises her boot up, and swiftly stomps down on his left testicle, as hard as she could. There was an audible "" as her boot struck home, and she definitely felt something go "pop" under her boot, still she twisted her boot into was left of his left ball, as if she was putting a cigarette. The pain was so intense he couldn't even scream, his mouth was open, though no sound came out, he slowly stared at his half flattened sack, then looked up to the sexy black leather and vinyl knee-high high-heel platform boot still standing on his ruined left testicle, slowly looking up every inch of that boot, next he saw her thigh high fishnets on that sexy leg, her pleated micro-skirt, fishnet shirt, tied front blouse and black sports bra combo, her spiked collar, the lips with black lipstick, and finally he looks into those eyes, surrounded by black eye-liner and black eye shadow, as she says "ohhh, that looks painful, oh well, one down, one to go...", he immediately panics, half of his manhood gone was painful enough to satisfy his fetish, if the other one goes, his sex life would be over, "NO no no no no, please wait, let me keep the other... she interrupts quot;awww, what’s the matter babe, too much to ask for the other one too? I gotta tell you, I nearly came when I felt your nut go "Squish!!", and Look, your cock is still throbbing and hard, I would have thought it would go soft as soon as that nut popped, Wanna see if it stays hard with both of them destroyed?" he says: "NO, PLEASE no, let’s just have some half-castrated sex and leave my right ball alone for now."She responds: "Hmmm, that does sound good, but, Hmmm, sorry love, I'm so close to cumming right now, I just know popping the other one will really put me over the top, plus I wanna see if your super sex-drive can still keep you hard long enough for castration-sex, and thanks to the handcuffs and restraints, this is going to happen whether you like it or not, so just relax, enjoy seeing me all dressed up, try to stay horny and hard long enough for one last fuck, ok babe?" He was in shock, she was right, she had total control, he had dared her to really go crazy and "do anything you want" to his balls. She was also right about how horny all this was making him, as badly as he didn't want to end his sex life, he loved fucking as much, if not more than anyone else, he was a total nymphomaniac, the idea of having castration-sex with this gothic-goddess after she crushes, pops and grinds both of his balls to a pulp with those "fuck me harder boots" was totally feeling worthwhile at that point. "Well if it’s going to happen anyways, I'd rather be castrated by you than anyone else", She was deeply touched when he said that to her, here she was about to take his balls and destroy them whether he wanted it or not, and here he was offering the last one as a sacrifice for her. She wouldn't ever forget that, in fact if he stayed with her after this night, she'd never leave him, she'd get him hormone patches so they could still fuck, and every time they did, she'd wear these boots, the boots she was about to castrate him with. She says: "Thank you sweetheart, will you still love me after I, " she puts his last testicle under her boot and steps onto it, "after I break this one too?" He tells her: "I'll always love you, but I don't know how much use I'll be to you after both of my balls are gone..." she says: "Don't worry about that, as long as you love me, I'll always be with you..., now lets get down to business" He could see how excited she was to actually castrate him with her fuck-me-harder-boots, and didn't say a word of protest as she raised her boot over his last testicle, their eyes met, she had this happy/horny look on her face, it might be worth losing his balls just to make her this happy, then she looked down, aimed her boot, and drove her boot down again, and had the reaction from this final testicle, Audible , felt it pop, feeling it squish as it flattened inside the sack while she ground it like a cigarette needing put ... but this time she had the most intense orgasm in her life, she actually blacked for a few minutes. When she came to, she was on her knees, leaning against him, she wrapped her left hand behind his head, pulling his face to hers so she could madly, passionately kiss him again, between kisses, she heard him say: "still...love...you...Please...hospital...go...now..." She stops and says: I love you too babe, but the hospital only has doctors and nurses, not wizards or magical fixes for everything" she goes back to kissing him again, as she gently takes the bar off of his sack, she takes his scrotum in her hand and between kisses tells him quot; and...These...are...Mmmm...Totally...fucking...DESTROYED!!!", as she says the last word, she squeezed what was left of his balls as hard as she could. This time he blacked .He awoke to most amazing feeling, a perfect blend of agony and ecstasy, he opened his eyes to see she was straddling his prone body, on the floor, impaled on his surprisingly still rock hard cock. She says: "Hey honey, sorry I started without you, all this excitement, I just couldn't wait... so how does it feel? How does castration-sex compare to regular sex?" He could barely form words to respond: "Love...love...loving...Mmm...yeah, loving it." She responds: "Good, I feel exactly the , let me know when you're ready to cum, I'm almost there, and I want to time everything...Mmmm Perrrrfectly...Hmmm, okay?" He says: "Yessssss..." A few minutes later, both of them were about to explosively orgasm, he says: "Here it cums!", She reaches behind her back, between his legs, grabs the sack of crushed pulp that used to be his testicles, and gets them in a death grip, squeezing as hard as she can while they both orgasm with such intensity that they both pass out for a few seconds. As they begin to stir, she dismounts his cock as it begins to soften, she curls up next to him, and sees his cock is leaking pink tinted sperm, cum mixed with blood from the broken balls she'd squeezed with everything she had, giving them both the best orgasm they'd ever known. Later at the hospital they made up some bullshit story up about having sex at a Laundromat, and his balls got caught in a washing machine door, which they both landed on top of, both of their full body weight landing on top at once, and before they could stop it was already done. They didn't know if it was completely believed, but after a quick exam, it was determined neither testicle could be saved, so they were removed from the sack, and fake plastic ones were inserted, and he was sewn up. She bribed the nurse $20, and the nurse returned shortly with a specimen jar, quietly handed it to her. When the two got home, he asked: "What was that all about? With the $20?", She pulled the specimen jar from her purse, sealed inside was the trophy of that wild night, his broken balls. She puts her sexy body against his, one hand on his cock, and seductively whispers into his ear: "So when we get you on testosterone patches, and your hard for me again, I'll wear my Fuck-Me-Harder-Boots, and still get to squeeze your balls, not these plastic ones, but they did match you originals nicely, but I'll get to squeeze your real balls, while we make love, and when we cum again, we'll always get to relive that awesome night., So what do you think?" His answer couldn't have pleased her more, he says quot;I think I love you, and we're a perfect match." She felt the way.....
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