When we are young we think of busting a boy in his balls as a means of complete control. We try to tell those around us how we would never do such a thing. In our secret deviant thought, there is always the want to find out what our feet feel like against the softness of squishy balls. Respectable women around us girls are quick to say how a “lady” would never do such a thing. We grow up being told all these things. Then there comes the day when we finally meet up with a man unlike all the others we have been around. This man enjoys the control of a woman and wants to be at our complete mercy or non-mercy. If we are lucky he will tell us all the dirty secrets that have plagued him through the years. A man that will confess how he was an obnoxious boy that pushed one girl too far. She did what all us girls would never do she smashed her tiny foot right into his balls. Of course, this incident is seared into his mind in a way that will never go away. At the time of the debacle, he screams in agony and despises her for putting him on the floor curled up in a fetal position. Something strange happens as the years progress forward. This man grows older and no other woman behaves like “her.” She becomes the woman that he compares all others to and they are lacking. He wants a woman that will own him and will make him do things that are uncomfortable. His confession leads women like me to a freedom we never knew. We are able to take this man and create the world we wanted. The desire of a submissive will always rule a dominant woman. We want to be served and desire a servant who craves our attention.
The day that a dominant woman meets a submissive man is a perfect day for both. The women are allowed to do the things they always wanted to do and with men who desire to have their balls set on fire by a ladies foot, they get everything wanted for all those years. Ballbusting is an art learned it is not about pain over and over though people less educated believe it to be. Instead of ball busting is about teasing, the anticipation of what is to come. The longer we string out the final act the more of a turn on it is for both the dominant and the submissive. There is a level of humiliation to be had in the cat and mouse game. Most of the time it is playful back and forth one that is hard to understand by those outside the adventure. Pleasure is often a mixture of pain and joy for those that choose to go past the vanilla can never return to sex in the same way. The power of a woman is often underused.