Back home we have the expression "Better a slap than a punch" but I do prefer the English version, "Better than a kick in the nuts! What could be better than a good ball busting session?
This wasn’t a poetic session. It was solid. Heavy. Direct.
The kind of booking where someone turns up knowing exactly why they’re there, and I already know what I’m going to do to them.
His message didn’t ramble. He wanted ball busting. Not chaotic. Not show-offy.
He wanted it controlled, deliberate.
Just enough of a pause between each kick for him to experience the full range and variety of sensations from the initial shock of impact to the dull ache of the aftermath.
Then the fear of knowing the next kick was coming but not knowing exactly when.
Fine by me.
Latex on. Boots on. Room quiet.
He stood where I told him to stand.
No scenario or role-play necessary.
The first few kicks are always about information.
I’m watching how the body reacts. How fast he breathes. Whether he flinches or leans in.
You can tell a lot in the first minute.
He took it well. That doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It means it landed where it was meant to.
Ball busting isn’t about going as hard as possible. It’s about timing. Impact. Pause. Make him wait for the next one.
That waiting does half the work for me.
I kept him exactly where I wanted him.
Tense, focused, aware of every movement.
When the kick connects perfectly, the reaction wasn’t panic. It was that deep, low sound people make when something hits just right.
I could feel him sinking into it. Shoulders dropping. Head clearing. Pain doing what it does best.
How It Felt For him it was grounding, intense, real.
For me it was satisfying.
There’s something very honest about this kind of session. No pretending. No fluff. Just cause and effect.
When I finished, I didn’t rush it. I never do. Let the body settle. Let the head catch up.
A bit of calm after the storm.
He looked different by the end.
A change to his posture and bearing. Not just from nursing his swollen plums but from the thrill and the high. The rush of a great ball busting session.