Professional Ballbusting, Loving Girlfriend, Absolute Goddess
Let’s get one thing straight:
I don’t just accidentally hit my boyfriend in the balls. Every kick, stomp, squeeze, and slap is deliberate — crafted for maximum effect. His pleasure comes from pain, and mine comes from control. So today, let’s talk about the tools of my trade. You’d be surprised how many everyday things I use to bring him to his knees (literally).
👠 Heels: The High Stakes Weapon
There’s a reason why every good ballbusting fantasy starts with stilettos.
I don’t just wear heels to look hot — I wear them because he knows they’re dangerous. When I strut into the room, 5 inches tall, he flinches before I’ve even raised my foot. And that’s half the fun.
He’s been stepped on, stomped, and even had the sharp edge of a pointed heel resting right between his legs — while I made him promise not to flinch. He did, of course. And I punished him for it.
Pro tip: Patent leather stilettos deliver pain with style. But platform boots? That’s how you break spirits.
👑 Knees: The Princesses Signature Move
Ah, the knee. So fast. So close. So devastating. Aw, the poor sissy
The look on his face when I grab his collar, smile sweetly, and drive my knee up into his balls? Pure art. It’s my go-to when I want to make a point — or just because he said something dumb.
Sometimes I do it slow and sensual — like a dance. Other times it’s out of nowhere, mid-sentence, just to remind him who owns his cock (hint: not him).
And don’t get me started on repetitive knees. He calls it “hell.” I call it “exercise.”
✋ Hands: More Than Just for Slapping Faces
Oh, don’t underestimate the power of a good squeeze.
A slow, tight, eye-contact-maintained ball squeeze can ruin his entire day — or make it, depending on how you look at it. I like to wrap my fingers around his balls and squeeze just until he starts squirming. Then I wait.
I don’t even have to say anything. He knows.
He knows that one wrong move means I’ll twist. Or pull. Or slap.
Bonus move: Backhand to the balls while he’s tied to the bed. The surprise factor is delicious. This ballbusting can be so much fun
🪢 Toys, Ties, and Torture Devices
We’ve gotten creative over the years. Cock rings, parachute ball stretchers, clamps, chains, weights — if it fits around his junk, I’ve probably made him wear it.
Some nights I tie his balls with twine and attach them to the doorknob… while I go take a shower. The tension drives him insane. So does not knowing when I’ll come back and slam the door.
And yes, I’ve used a paddle. Not just on his ass. 😈
🧼 Household Objects (Kira’s ballbusting Playground)
Who needs a dungeon when you’ve got kira’s kitchen?
Wooden spoon: sharp, loud, satisfying crack.
Rolling pin: blunt pressure. Terrifyingly effective.
Ice cubes: for contrast play. He begs for heat afterward.
Don’t even ask about the metal tongs ( secretly my fav)
💬 My cute Voice — The Most Dangerous Tool I Have
A whisper. A command. A mocking laugh.
Sometimes I don’t even touch him, and he’s already leaking.
Because at the end of the day, it’s not just the heels or the ropes. It’s the fact that I’m in control. That I’m the one who decides if his balls will ache for hours… or if he gets to beg me for mercy.
And I never give mercy easily.
Are you ready for the kick?