Try and get away

You don't pop as many balls as Caprice and not attract a little fame, so you know exactly who you're up against and exactly what your chances are. You're ballbusted for sure, probably popped, maybe double popped. She knows, too.

"Awww, those look agony, sweetie" she coos, slowly walking towards you. "Want me to finish you? I'll do it quick, promise" she adds, in a sultry tone. You glance down at her sexy, french-pedicured toes, and imagine them slamming into your big, fat orbs. Your cock answers her question with a twitch, and a small line of pre running slowly down the head.

"Looks like you do" she says, getting closer still. "Spread your legs, take a deep breath, and you'll wake up back in the locker room" she smiles, "promise."

"I'll wake up hunched over a bucket with my balls in my throat" you reply. "If I'm lucky. More like a sac full of jelly where these used to be" you add, gently cupping your full, round, heavy spuds.

"Oh? Not your first time, sweetie?" she replies, raising her eyebrows.

"I got..." you begin, but suddenly "Ugk!" her hot size 7 foot shot out like lighting and tapped you, right between the legs. It was a quick shot without a lot of power behind it but, in your weakened, aching state, it was all it took to make you feel sick. "Bitch" you croak, drop to your knees, and throw up.

"Ballbusted?" she asks, innocently. "Were you going to say you got ballbusted before? Sorry to interrupt, but I just love cracking nuts and yours just look so... crackable."

"Guh... fuck... I'm ballbusted..." you gasp, "please... I'm ballbusted."

"Yeah, you're nutted pretty bad" she replied, "but ballbusted? I still see 2 huge balloons, just full of cum." you groan, but can't yet speak. "Let's see what we can get out of here, huh? You've gotta have more than just that in you." she continues, pointing at your vomit with her toe. You still can't reply, as your ball-pain radiates up from between your legs, making you more and more nauseous.

You're on your knees in front of her and, even with your testicles nearly destroyed, the view makes you rock hard.

She notices, and smiles, then begins swinging her foot into you busted balls over and over again, getting harder every time.

PLIP! "Uhhh"

PLIP! "Hurk"

PLIP! "Guuh"

PLIP! "Hgnn"

Every hit makes your cock harder, and your balls bigger and more fragile. "You'll blow, or you'll pop" she says, hitting harder again. "Which one first, I wonder?"

"Uhhhhh! That's it!" you suddenly say, grabbing the base of your cock with both hands "I'm done!" She squeals with joy, and quickly sits in front of you positioning her toes right under your throbbing, dripping head. You cry out as the spunk she beat out of your balls soaks her feet, a few spurts shooting over her toes and up her legs.

As soon as your dick stops twitching you collapse backwards with your feet in the air. Two huge, purple apples are stick painfully up in the air, straining against your sac, so close to bursting that they're almost quivering.

"Please..." you beg, "finish me... they're... paste..."

The last thing you remember was the meaty THWAK of her foot blasting your balls into bits.