Aftercare

Aftercare is very important when finished with any BDSM activity like ballbusting which is why I'm sitting on Herb's hotel room bed with a bag of ice under his scrotum. There's a bruise on his sac about the size of a nickel. "Are your balls usually that size?" He takes a bite of the burger I got him at Burger King and looks down at his nutsack." They're a little bit swollen, not much just a little bit."

I take a closer look at his package. He has an average sized uncircumcised penis and his other than the dark purple bruise on his bag his scrotum is dark pink with his left ball hanging lower than the right one. All in all I'd say he has some nice meat between his legs. I wish I had taken more time to enjoy busting his balls and varied my techniques more. I'd have loved to have given them a good squeeze and a few more kicks with my feet and knees. "Sorry about that last kick, I should kicked you some more before going that hard."

He laughs. "Oh sweetheart don't apologize, I had a good time and I hope you did too. Plus that kick was perfect. The way you stood in front of me while I was behind you and slammed your beautiful bare heel into my bean bag. The only thing I wish is that I brought my trample table with me. I'd have loved for you to have danced on my cock and balls barefoot."

I must confess I've heard of trample tables before but had never used one, always wanted to though. For those who don't know a trample table is a low standing table with a hole in the middle. A man lays under the table with his cock and balls poking out of the hole while a woman stands on the table and stomps on his genitals.

"I've never used one before. Always wanted to though. Hey! How about I give you my number and the next time you're going to be in Columbus you bring it with you and give me a call. We can meet up and I can stomp on your balls in my heels and/or barefeet. "He smiles up at me as he lays on the bed. "Sounds good to me. In fact I'll probably be back in town in a few weeks. I have some new clients I'll be checking in on periodically. I'll bring my table and give you a ring."

I stood and walked over to the table with the phone and wrote down my number on a pad of paper next to the phone and put it on the small table next to his shaving kit. "Okay there's my number. When you call it will most likely be a woman named Sandra who answers. She's my live in maid. Just give her the number I can reach you at and I'll call you back so we can set something up a few days later when you'll be in town. Sound good?"

"Sounds great, I'll try to give you at least a week's notice than call again once I'm in town. "Herb leans over in bed and looks at my feet." I'm gonna be thinking about those sexy little bare tootsies stomping my grapes into wine until then."

I look over at the digital clock Herb has set up on the nightstand by the bed. It's a little past midnight. Although it's not yet morning I feel I should leave anyway. Perhaps I can find someone to get a quick feed off of before returning home. I don't need too but I think I should anyway, the desire I had earlier hasn't completely left me yet.

So I say my goodbyes to Herb as I put my high heel sandals back on and head out the door. I hope to see him again after the good time I had. After all men who like having their balls busted are a rare breed.