Extreme Ball Stretching

Mistress Maggie started the session with a request for foot worship followed by warm up exercises. I was to lay on the floor with a plastic bag covering my head, Maggie began offering some 'helpful' guidance as to how she would trample on my rather ample girth at the start of each session until I was able to get comfortably into my cat suit. This meant a lot of bare foot trampling on my flabby bits, Maggie also using her bare feet to rub the plastic into my face until she got her message across; cut down on the chips or it would be done wearing boots next time!

I had my latex shorts that Mistress has taken a liking to, together with knee length latex socks and latex gloves and as a nice thought, my knee pads to facilitate a good grovel on my part. Maggie was wearing her silver latex skirt and black top, silver boots and looked absolutely stunning.

Then a lesson on how to successfully create the gaffer tape gag. I had at some stage mentioned that I thought most if not all pictures showing people gagged with tape just wouldn't work. It is easy to stretch your cheeks, work a bit of spit into the glue, exhale sharply and the integrity of the gag deteriorates rapidly. I was, of course talking drivel as Maggie went on to prove.

First, a pair of still warm, Mistresses panties in the mouth and a used stocking to absorb the spit. Follow that with some short pieces of gaffer to get the panties secured, add a couple of wraps right round the head, et voila. A most effective and enduring gaffer tape gag. Mistress, right as always says that I talk drivel, although talking of any form was now impossible. At least I had the taste of Mistress with me.

Satisfied that I was going to be quiet for the rest of the session, Maggie reinforced her position by locking a stout, steel collar on top of my slave collar.

That was engineered to be a mean bit of kit as she used it, together with stout chains at hand and foot to secure me to the latex bondage bed. The sensation of Maggie reaching over to secure my left arm and leg were electric. The soft caress as her tightly encased bosom against my naked chest rendered me totally under her delightful control.

Now for introduction to something REALLY over engineered. Maggie's husband had designed the chunky ball stretching machine many years ago but this was my first introduction. It dawned on me that Maggie's planning was thorough as always. Wearing the latex stockings stopped the plank from working loose. Once strapped and locked in position below the knees, that is where it stayed.



The ball stretcher is a solid chunk of wood and together with the screw capstan for stretching weighs about seven pounds. Over engineered or what!

Mistress busied herself with fitting the leather parachute harness round my scrotum and then cord from the parachute to the thrust bearing on top of the tightening screw.

All was now ready to put the beast to its intended job, with Maggie literally turning the screw as my balls gradually but firmly were pulled away from the rest of my body. A few more turns, a little time to acclimatise to my balls enforced freedom, a few more turns and Mistress finally was satisfied that they had journeyed about as far south as I could manage.

All the time there was discernible care shown by Maggie. With each turn of the screw, a pat of the balls and an enquiry if I was all right. I was of course still wearing my stocking and Mistresses panties but nodded and groaned occasionally.

Once fully extended, it was time for a little quiet reflection and some TLC  by Maggie as she stroked my head and reminded me that I needed to get used to this stretching as I would be expected to remain stretched for quite a time before she decided if I could be released.

No time for freedom. Once released a vibro plug was inserted, I was sat on the stool and fitted into the stocks and Mistress gave my cock and balls a quick whipping. I suppose Mistress had more to aim at due to their recent stretching. After the ball beating, Maggie removed her skirt donned a strapon and I got a good mouth full to "get used to the size as I will be poking it up your bum very soon".

Mistress had planned the finale as an altogether more gentler affair than ball bashing, busting or stretching. I had recently been introduced to the etiquette to be used whilst stroking Mistresses latex clad buttocks and it only took a quick stroke on her behalf to remind me how she best appreciated having her bottom administered to; gentle strokes with latex gloved hands and no pinching or kneading. This was followed by a prolonged licking of her latex rear which led on to a wonderfully stimulating time under the latex sheet with both Mistress and slave wearing our Lithuanian gas masks and producing an excellent climax to another excellent session.