Ballbusting Socialite

‘Sorry babe, you're washed up. You're a downer. I want someone who's exciting, down to earth. You just spend my money and I get nothing in return for it. No sex, no excitement, no return on my investment. Why would you even think I'd marry you? I'm out babe. Good luck, you'll need it.’

Brantley put on his expensive shades and walked away from the table in the coffee shop, a public place so I wouldn't cause a scene. but I was too shocked to scream. We had been dating for four years. I thought he was the one, I was clearly wrong. Sure I hadn't been in the mood for sex lately. Was that my fault? No! I've been busy, a socialite has to always be on the top of her game. He didn't understand. But saying I was washed up, I'm 32, hardly fucking old. I was angry. I was livid.

My friends, at least those I thought were my friends, all deserted me when news of our split spread. I was alone and fast running out of money. The social media and influencer life had been slowly drying up as news spread. I was in serious trouble. I had to do something and fast. Then, one day completely out of the blue, luck favoured me. And I finally began to turn the tide back in my favor. It helped me turn the lowest moment of my adult life into a huge success. And it all started so innocently.

Walking along the boutique stores doing a spot of window shopping wasn't something I enjoyed doing. I preferred to be spending big bucks. But I was skint, not that my expensive designer outfit would show that. I always dressed to impress. That's how I came across some nerdy tech geek. He was walking by me and he couldn't take his eyes off my long tanned legs. I flicked my blond hair back not even noticing him. The curls delicately fell back into place and his cock suddenly grew in his pants. That's when he decided to approach me.

‘E-e-excuse me madam. I couldn't help notice your beauty. I couldn't walk away without complimenting it.’ His confidence grew as he saw me smile genuinely.

‘Awww thanks sweetie, I appreciate that.’ I giggled a little flirtatiously but then noticed the tent in his pants. His gaze was brazenly looking down at my legs and feet. I could practically see his drool forming in the corners of his mouth.

‘Ewwww, are you getting hard looking at my legs and feet, pervert!’ I instinctively lashed out, not a slap to the face which he probably expected but my knee shot up hard into his groin. I felt his balls crash against my knee and disappear and then his face crumpled into agony as he doubled over.

Then it happened.

I saw the wet patch suddenly appearing in his pants as his cock deflated. The fucker had cum in his pants from my knee to his balls. Instead of the anger I was expecting to feel, I felt the wetness seep against my thong. I was incredibly turned on by what I had just done. I truly was a bitch. Instead of being mortified by it, I wanted to embrace it. But I couldn't let this loser see how much I had enjoyed it. I had to play my part. But I wanted more, that I knew.

‘You fucking loser. Did my knee just make you cum? ANSWER ME!’ I grabbed his hair and forced his face to look at me. He was still diluting the mixture of pain and pleasure within his brain and body. The way he looked at me made me feel so fucking sexy. He clearly worshipped the ground I walked on, yet he had no idea who I was or what made me tick. But he was about to.

‘Fuck, my balls.’ He gasped as his eyes began to focus on my angry face.

‘I'm sorry. You're just so beautiful and your feet are so sexy I want to kiss them all day. That knee, it….it felt so good, even though it hurt so much.’ I felt the wetness engulf my pussy now. I was climaxing and I couldn't help the moan of pleasure that left my lips.

‘Please, I'm rich. If you could, perhaps you'd like to help me and my friends out. We're looking for someone like yourself to be a mean girl to us. Bit like the movie. But instead of just verbal put downs we would like some physical domination like you just did to my balls.’ He gasped trying to regain control of his breathing. He spoke quickly knowing he could lose my interest at any time. But I was intrigued. They wanted a combination of a dominatrix and the school bully they had probably had to deal with back in high school.

‘How many friends besides you? And what exactly am I getting out of this supposed arrangement?’ I crouched down and grabbed his jaw as my face got closer to his so our lips were practically touching. My voice, still menacing and showing faux interest.

‘There's four including me. We're all rich, I promise. We will pay you a monthly fee. We will make it worth your while.’ My gaze never left his face as my eyes burned deep into his soul.

‘Money, hmmmmm I might be interested. But it'll cost you geek. it's not cheap to keep looking as hot and sexy as I do you know.’ My voice lost its edge and I began to purr seductively. I helped him up and my hand then grabbed his balls through his pants. I could feel his wet patch on the pants against my hand making me feel disgusted but I had to drive my point home.

‘FUCK……..P-P-PLEASE LET GO.’ His pathetic pleas fell on deaf ears as I rubbed my fingers with my thumb with my free hand to indicate money as I kept eye contact with him.

‘Okay, okay, give me your number and I'll send you our offer later on. I need to speak to my friends first.’ I finally let him go but not before I noticed a new larger wet patch in his pants.

‘Seriously, are you some sort of virgin who's never been touched. You cum so prematurely it's pathetic.’ I laughed sarcastically as I handed over a piece of paper with my number on it. Then I see his face just before he slowly walks off. It was red and filled with humiliation. I realised I had been spot on and instead of laughing again I actually felt guilty for being so mean. As much as I had been a bitch just now it was all an act. I did have a heart and I didn't feel good being so mean to him. But the promise of money for playing a role and acting the part was appealing. I needed some big bucks quickly if I was to bounce back from my recent setbacks.

Later on I got a text.

“Hi, it's Dennis, the guy you made cum twice earlier ballbusting me. Me and my friends have had a chat and we want to offer you an amount individually from each of us. We are each willing to pay you $25,000 each per month to be our socialite ballbusting/humiliation Queen. Not sure if that is adequate or you want to negotiate but let me know what you think? Thanks Dennis.”

I wasn't about to bite the hand that feeds me, or was I? I knew never to accept the first offer. I liked to show my control straight from the get go. So I sent back a counter offer.

“Nearly there sweetie. Make it $30,000 each per month and you've got yourselves a deal. But I expect you all to beg me to kick your balls each and every day. That is non negotiable.”

I wanted more of that ballbusting, I loved it and my pussy needed more of that. It turned me on so much. Especially the orgasm it gave me. He finally replied an hour later.

“Those terms are fair. We agree. Send your bank details over and we will send our first payment tomorrow.”

Holy shit. I was about to be earning $120,000 per month for just being a ballbusting mean bitch. I didn't know how long this would genuinely last but even if I only did this for a year I'd earn like $1.4m for it! Now I wasn't as thick as Brantley had thought. I was going to keep a certain amount aside for outfits and footwear. But I was determined to save as much as I could to secure my future.

The following day I went to Dennis's mansion to sort out the contract and discuss terms and conditions. I had so much power and they knew it. I told them that any refusal to allow me to ballbust them when I felt like it would result in public humiliation by me all over social media. They had to worship me whenever I desired it. And I would issue verbal humiliation based on their specific desires at any time. They were practically begging for it.

‘Pull your pants and underwear down and line up besides one another. I'm going to kick each of you in the balls until you cum.’ It was my first test of their willingness to do what it takes to make me happy. They had just paid me so I was technically on their payroll. They did as they were told and lined up.

Theo was first. The weakest looking one of them all. I lined up my Jimmy Choo pumps with his nutsack. His little cock was hard already, bless him. I swung back and slammed my foot into his balls hard. He leaned forwards as the pain suddenly registered. I pushed his head back and kicked him again. It broke the dam and he screamed in pain as his cock erupted and cum flew out. It was a pathetic thing to see. He collapsed panting.

‘Fucking useless. No wonder you couldn't pull a muscle in high school let alone a goddess like me. Shrimp dick and no backbone. Fucking loser.’ He uttered three words which sent a thrill down my spine.

‘Thank you Mistress.’ It was all the validation I needed. I felt so aroused and I knew I was going to be very wet soon.

I moved on to the next guy. He was called Frederico. Now this was a massive difference. He had a smaller cock than Theo but he was overweight and sweating already. He was clearly nervous and scared. I decided to give him an extra hard kick. It only took one hard blow before he collapsed and passed out. I laughed my ass off.

‘This is seriously fucking woeful. What's the point in this if you can't handle a weak ass kick from such a sexy babe like me.’ I spat on Frederico as I kicked his unconscious body one last time before moving to the next guy.

The next guy was Landon. He was athletic and completely different from the other three. His dick was average sized but he looked like he could handle a few blows. He was rock hard already and he had a smirk on his face as he uttered ‘Do your worst, bitch’. I held nothing back from my kick into his balls. It was full force and I wanted to see the regret in his eyes for his insolence. I saw it instantly. But he didn't get a chance to recover as my hands held his head in place as I delivered another punishing blow.

‘FUCK…….MERCY.’ He screamed as I slammed my third kick into his balls.

‘You either need to cum, or pass out loser. And I ain't stopping till one of those two happens. So just shut the fuck up and take it like the lil BITCH you are!’ I was laughing as I delivered another crunching blow. I then slammed three snap kicks into his balls before he shot his load all over the floor. He then slumped to the floor clutching his balls and curling into a ball.

‘No so fucking tough are you now lil bitch.’ I spat on his prone body before moving to Dennis.

One look at his cock and my mouth fell open in shock. I didn't expect much having seen how unimpressive his bulge seemed in his pants yesterday. But damn I was wrong. His cock was huge. Like the biggest I'd seen myself in the flesh. I made a decision that I knew I wouldn't regret.

‘Okay Dennis. I need that fucking cock inside me right now. But I'm squeezing your balls whilst I ride it. But look on the bright side, you won't be a virgin anymore.’ I smiled genuinely and he could see I wasn't mocking him or belittling him again. He could see I actually wanted to fuck him. And I damn well wanted his cock right now! He stood up and we walked hand in hand to his room. The other three losers were still on the floor in agony where they belonged.

Moments after getting in the bedroom I hiked my dress up as my wet pussy was inching down on Dennis’s monster cock slowly. My wet slick pussy was making things easier but his huge cock was still hard to ease onto. I gasped and moaned aloud as I took him in. My desire was showing all over my face as I began to bounce up and down on his huge cock. My right hand reached down and grabbed his big balls.

‘Cum inside me big dick Dennis. I want to feel that huge cumshot baby.’ He was desperately trying not to ejaculate too quickly. His moans of pain and pleasure got louder as I bounced on his cock faster and faster. My tits were bouncing in a hypnotic rhythm sending Dennis wild with lust. I kept increasing the pressure on his balls to try and make him hang on longer. It was a futile effort as his arousal increased the more I moaned in pleasure. Jeez his cock was so fucking big! It felt sooooo fucking good inside me. He was putting Brantley to shame!

‘I'm cumming baby.’ I moaned aloud as Dennis desperately tried to hang on. I let go of his balls and grabbed his hands and put them on my tits. It sent him over the edge straight away as he cum inside me with a strangled cry. Feeling his huge load inside me made me lose control. I orgasmed myself and finally came down from my high as I let Dennis's now limp beast flop out against his chest. But I wasn't done with him yet. As I slowly climbed up his body I lined my pussy up against his mouth.

‘Now, it's time to clean up your mess, nerd. Do a good job and I'll fuck you again. Disappoint me……and your balls will meet my sexy feet. It's all performance based, baby.’

I was enjoying my first day already! And the fun was only just beginning.