Resort Dom

Resort Dom

By Bdanman

Part One

"Welcome to Resort Dom. May I have your name?" asked the tall, stern-looking woman at the front desk who was staring intently down at her computer.

"Joe Jones. I'll be staying for four nights," he replied with an exuberant smile excited that he'd finally arrived at his long-awaited vacation.

"Ah yes. Mr Jones. Here we are. Ballbusting, correct?" she asked unamused and unmoved by his excited state as her eyes stayed locked on her screen, typing furiously.

"Yes ma'am...That’s...that’s correct.” he stammered awkwardly.

It felt weird to just casually talk about his deepest and darkest secret after all. She looked up and removes her glasses slowly staring at the young man up and down.

"Not many have made it through four days of that here. Do you think you're up for the challenge?" she asked candidly looking down at his crotch as if she was literally sizing him up.

"Well sure I am," he replied confidently.

"Yes... well I suppose we’ll see now won’t we?” she said with a sceptical look in her eyes.

(What she sensed was that Joe was a novice to ballbusting and she was right. He only started gaining interest when his ex-girlfriend found it amusing and a huge turn on to grab, slap, and knee them during sex. He slowly but surely came around and loved when she would show his balls a little extra attention. After their break up, he longed for her dominating ways and couldn't help himself when he found Resort Dom online, a place that catered to many different fetishes. It took him almost 6 months to save up the money to come here.)

"Before we go any further here, there are some ground rules at this establishment that you will be expected to adhere to at all times. Here is a waiver of liability for you to sign and then I will present you with the rules for your stay," she said as she handed him a paper and pen.

He began to read the document to himself...

"WAIVER OF LIABILITY FOR BALLBUSTING

Dear Guest-

By staying at Resort Dom, and engaging in services related to the above-referenced fetish, you hereby agree to waive all claims and damages (including physical and mental) against Resort Dom and it’s staff. Resort Dom does not take responsibility for any of its, or its staffs, actions and you acknowledge and agree that by choosing to stay here and engage in these services, you are doing so at your own free will.

All guests must sign the waiver below to signify your understanding of the above and your concierge will walk you through the house rules, which are expected to be followed at all times during your stay. Failure to follow any stated rules will result in immediate expulsion from the Resort, without refund. Furthermore, refunds will not be granted under any circumstance, including early departures."

Joe, now wondering if he was in a bit too deep here, hesitantly started signed the document. I guess they have to protect themselves though, right? He rationalized to himself as he signed and handed the paper back to the woman.

"Wonderful. Now welcome to Resort Dom," she said with a suddenly pleasant tone and a slight smile making him feel a little more at ease.

"It's time now that we go over the house rules," she said while handing him a gold necklace with a pair of silver testicles hanging from it.

"On the premises of this resort, if you are wearing this necklace it will signal to our staff that you are open to activities related to your fetish. Now please go ahead and put it on."

Joe complied and slipped the necklace over his head.

"Good. Now let me come around the desk and explain the rest of the house rules to you."

As the woman came over from around the desk, Joe couldn't help but stare down at her long legs and black pointed heels. His juvenile trance was broken as the woman approached him and swiftly snap kicked him square in the testicles without mercy. Her short skirts always had this effect on men, leaving them wide open and helpless.

As the toe of her heels compressed his balls up into his pelvic bone, his eyes bulged out of his head as they flattened into pancakes. Before Joe could even react or fall to the ground, she quickly reached out and held him up by the balls as his face buried onto her shoulder in pain. She had no issues locating his balls in his tight khaki shorts, which he often wore to display his impressive bulge. His now bruised nuts were on fire and he felt like he could puke. He so badly wanted to curl up on the floor and die in the moment. He’d never experienced this type of pain before.

"Do I have your attention, young man?" she asked knowing full well that she did in his most helpless state. He shook his head rapidly in agreement as it remained rested on her shoulder and tears formed in his eyes.

"Number one. You will treat all of my staff here with the same respect that you would treat your mother. They are here to provide you with services related to your fetish but that is all. Any pleasure given out will be at the staff member's sole discretion. Do you understand?" she asked sternly as she clamped down harder onto his battered testicles.

He was still unable to speak but he again rapidly shook his head in agreement hoping the number of rules remaining was few.

"Number two. Nudity is allowed and encouraged. We understand that erections will occur, but under no circumstances are you to engage in sexual acts or advances without the prior consent of the staff member. Failure to follow this rule may result in you leaving our premises with two less of your personal belongings." she warned as she yanked his balls towards her with immense force still maintaining her vice-like grip. He yelled out with a high pitch screech and was now wondering seriously if he'd be able to handle this place. He was having trouble just getting through the orientation before having to shout uncle!

"Number three. My staff may do whatever they please to you as long as that necklace is around your neck. If at any time you do not wish to receive services, you must remove it."

"Do you understand and agree to these three rules, young man?"

He nodded in agreement rapidly, hoping that this torture would soon end.

"I need to hear a YES!" she yelled as she gripped down hard on his left testicle.

He had never experienced so much pain in all his life and knew he had to muster an acknowledgment to get this to end. After a moment and through the pain, he was able to finally squeak out an almost inaudible yes, which caused her to let go of her control over him.

He dropped to his knees, holding his balls, and breathing heavily.

The woman casually walked back behind the desk and picked up a room key handing it out from behind the desk.

"Again, welcome to Resort Dom. You'll be staying in room 115,” she said with a devious smirk on her face.

As he laid on the ground, he unexpectedly started to develop a massive hard-on through his aching pains.

“And just remember, there are no refunds,” she added putting his key card on the desk and casually walked away from the broken young man.

“Welcome to Resort Dom, indeed." he thought to himself as he finally managed to get up onto his knees and collect himself, swollen balls and all. Maybe he could stand this place for a few days.

Part Two

Joe limped and grimaced his way down the hall after having just received a most warm welcome at the reception desk. He held his balls as he walked to prevent them from swinging around. As he approached the doorway to his room, he noticed a pair of balls hanging from it similar to what hung from his necklace. He opened the door and looked around approvingly at a newly renovated and upscale room. As he looked around, he opened a closet door and was surprised to find an ice machine similar to what you would find in the vending area of a hotel floor.

"Odd..." He thought to himself as he placed his suitcase on the bed and started unpacking.

After unpacking his things, he decided to get a shower before heading down to the bar to grab a bite to eat.

Not long after stepping into the shower, Joe heard a knock at the door and could see through the steamy glass door that his hotel room door was opening.

"Housekeeping!" a slight sounding voice shouted out.

"Ummmm just getting a shower. Can you come back later?" he shouted over the noise of running water.

"Of course, sir. My apologies." she replied.

As Joe finished his shower, he stepped out into the bedroom, naked and with only his necklace on. He jumped as he saw a petite brunette in a sexy French maid outfit sitting on the edge of his bed. He quickly covered himself with his hands as she smirked up at him.

"That won't be necessary, Mr. Jones. You are free to be in your most natural form here at Resort Dom." she smiled motioning him to lower his hands.

He began to get a little hard as he stared down at the beautiful, young woman and slowly removed his hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Jones. We strive for all our guests to feel most comfortable during their stay. Now is there anything I can do for you?"

"I can think of a lot of things she could do to me" Joe thought to himself as he now sported a full erection.

"Ummmm...not sure I can think of anything at the moment." he stammered obviously lying.

Joe began to walk over to his dresser drawer and took out a pair of briefs.

"That is quite a lovely cock you have, Mr. Jones. May I see it?" she asked motioning him over to the bed.

"Uhhh, of course." he replied as he dropped his underwear to the ground and advanced towards the young woman, stopping in front of the bed with his hard cock only a couple feet from her face. She reached out and wrapped her hand around it and began to softly stroke him. Joe's head went involuntarily straight into the air as the initial wave of pleasure soared through his body at the delicate touch of this beauty.

"Oh yes, this is one of the bigger ones I've seen lately. A very nice set of balls as well." she said as she began to gently fondle the underside of his ball sack.

Through the pleasure, he could barely utter out a meek thank you in reply as she continued to stroke him.

"A heavy set of low hanging balls makes me very happy."

"Oh yeah?" he replied through his heavy breathing as the the young woman cocked her fist back unbeknownst to him as she continued stroking.

"Oh yes, Mr. Jones. And I have to admit, the balls hanging from your neck makes me even happier...."

Taking only a brief moment to process her comment, his eyes went wide as he forgot about the necklace around his neck and as he looked down, it was much too late for him.

With a wide eyed smile on her face, the young woman's released her fist on its brief journey towards his sack and soon the entire room was filled with the loud thwack of his balls being demolished. Joe crumpled to the floor, holding his balls as pain seared through his entire body.

The young woman crouched down to his side and began to softly rub his back.

"Be honest with me. Did you forget about your necklace, honey?"

"Ughhhhh....yes." Joe muttered softly as he continued to writhe on the ground holding his damaged nuts.

"No one ever suspects the maid...." she giggled.

"Go away, please." he groaned unamused by her comments.

"Aw, don't be like that Mr. Jones. Here, do these help you feel better at all?" she asked as she began to undo the tie of her corset, letting it fall to the ground.

Joe looked up and was pleasantly surprised to see her perky, full breasts staring him in the face. A slight smile overtook his previously anguished face and his cock started to become hard again.

"I suppose..." he replied in a defeated tone.

"Mr. Jones, I see you have become quite hard again. May I take care of that for you?" she asked patting the edge of the bed invitingly.

Joe slowly made his way up and sat down on the bed as he wasn't going to pass up whatever treat she had in store for him. As he sat down, she arose from the bed and got down on the floor between his legs. As she grabbed hold of his hard cock, Joe began to take off his necklace. This invoked a smirk from the young maid.

"Smart man." she said as she leaned in and engulfed his cock deep into her mouth, causing him to moan loudly.

It took only moments of her working on him before he felt an orgasmic stirring beginning to build up. As his balls began to draw closer to his body, the young maid instinctively stopped and looked up at him knowing the end was near.

"Please cum on my breasts, won't you?" she asked presenting them to him to finish on.

"Mmmmm but I'd prefer your mouth, sweetie." he replied.

"Mr. Jones..." she replied in a stern tone.

"Aw, come on sweetie. You busted my balls good. Can't you give a guy a break?" he pleaded.

As she looked up at him, she reached out and grabbed his right testicle, firmly gripping it in her small fingers. He let out a yelp as she started to increase her hold of him and soon he was left to a helpless gasp as she crushed down on it.

"Call me sweetie again and you'll be leaving without your testicle. Do you understand Mr. Jones?" she said with an eerily calm and candid tone.

He looked down at her and shook his head trying to signal his acceptance as words could not escape his mouth.

"I also trust that you were sufficiently made aware of the rules of this resort too, correct?"

He shook his head again as he grasped the bed comforter with both hands trying to get through the pain.

"I will allow you to cum on my breasts and that is all you will get. Do you understand?"

She briefly loosened her hold on his damaged testicle, allowing him again the ability to speak.

"Yes! Yes!" he exclaimed through gasping breaths not wanting to be put back into a torturous state again.

"Good. Now let's finish you off. You have a quite a day ahead of you."