Office Diva Kelly Blackmails a Co-worker into Ballbusting Stress Relief Meetings

Office Diva Kelly Blackmails a Co-worker into Ballbusting Stress Relief Meetings

By Kelly

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I'm sitting in my private office, legs crossed as I concentrate on the computer screen ahead of me.  As usual, I'm dressed as sexy as an upscale business woman can get away with; a sexy blouse, a shiny pair of pantyhose, a skirt so short my booty pretty much pops out when I bend over, and of course my sexy, 6 inch, stiletto heeled pumps (also referred to as baby-killers) LOL.

On this day I'm scanning through the content of my co-workers office PC's.  As indicated on our corporate roll out all hard drive files can be viewed by upper management at any time.  However, apparently a lot of employees felt this was an empty threat because I scan through music, video, and game downloads that litter so much of our networks space.  Now I'm not THAT upper management, but I am the assistant of someone that is...so when he's out making important company decisions, I get to take care of tasks like this.

As I record the employee’s names and files I feel are inappropriate I suddenly come across a file that makes my heart stop. "Princess Kelly's Ballbusting Halloween Party".  OMG!  That's my ballbusting video!  Immediately I panic thinking I somehow saved it at work by accident.  However a quick search later reveals it's not on my PC at all.  It's from one of my co-worker’s PC; Andrew's.  In fact, his PC has a whole folder filled with ballbusting videos!  No wonder that pervert always stared at my legs, ass and shoes when I walked by.  Well it was time to make him pay...I erased him from the list of Violators and decided I would punish him myself...

At around 4pm I peeked out into the office and as usual 90% of the employees had gone home by now.  Luckily for me, I could still see his scruffy brown hair bustling away at his computer.  Figures that loser would stay late, probably got behind with all the porn on his PC!  With so few people around, this was the perfect opportunity!

I strode down the aisle between the cubicles, my stilettos clicking with every stride.  I'm sure I was a knockout sight in my short skirt.  A real Office Diva!  As my heels clicked past Andrew's cubicle I could see him out of the corner of my eye turn to stare at me.  I allowed the pen to fall from my grasp right at the corner of his office space.  I pretended not to notice him there as I bent over, straight legged, my ass pointing right at him.  Sweat dripped down his forehead as I slowly reached toward the floor.  As my hands reached down my skirt slowly slid up.  First over my pantyhose exposing the tops, then the back of my legs and finally my perfect little round bum poked out the bottom.  Nothing but a thin thong slipped right up the centre covered my lady parts as the whole lower half of my booty poked out only a few feet from his face.  A breath of air escapes his lips and I swing my head around quickly to catch his stare.  I act furious!  "Oh my god!  I didn't know you were still here!" I stand back up and pull my skirt down.  "You were looking at my knickers weren't you Andrew?" (Hehe, I LOVE setting boys up to get in trouble!)

He goes even redder as he looks away all flustered.  Andrew is a tall, slim man from Australia.  If he wasn't such a creep I might actually be attracted to him...but since he's a loser, he'll be getting busted instead!  Andrew stammers an apology "I'm so sorry Kel, it's just -", I stop him right there as I pretend to be pissed, huffing with my hands on my hips. 

"Andrew, you're already in enough trouble with this company, you do not want me to file a sexual harassment complaint too!  That would defiantly be your pink slip!"

Andrew looked confused, "In trouble? What do you mean?"

"Come with me I instruct" as I lead him to a conference room with some privacy. 

He walks through the door behind me, I check around for other employees (none in sight) before closing and locking the door behind us.  "Sit!" I demand.  Andrew does as he’s told.

"Today Mr. Smith requested I do a full file search on all employees’ work PC's..." Immediately Andrew looks sick, he panicks so much he looks like he’s going to be sick.  "I found your ballbusting videos Andrew," I glare down at him, as he turns green.  "Oh don't be sick yet!  I'll be sure to kick that vomit out of you in a moment" I grin.  "So there's good news and bad news.  The good news is I found it, if Mr. Smith found it you would be terminated."

"And the bad news?" Andrew asks nervously.

"The bad news," I reply, as I raise my foot over his crotch with the heel pointing at his groin, "is that I'm one of the top ballbusters in the world!" I stomp down on the chair between his legs.  He is so frightened he almost passes out even though I don’t connect.  "And if you don't want me to tell Mr. Smith my findings today, well then you're going to have to give those balls to me!". I grin down at his package as he quivers.

"What do you mean?" He asks.

I walk my sexy ass around his chair once, intimidating him further.  "It means Andrew," I grab his tie and pull him to his feet.  "It means that every time I'm feeling stressed, or upset, you and I are going to have a little meeting.  And I'm going to bust the fuck outta your balls until I feel better!" I laugh in his face.  "Understand?"

"Just please don't tell Mr. Smith!"

"Great!" I cheer, as I pull him up straight by the tie and take aim at his nuts with my fist. "I guess," PUNCH, "we have," PUNCH, "a deal!" PUNCH!  With the third punch I release his tie and let him drop to the ground.  I giggle down at him, "Oh come on!  Three punches is all you can take?  You have to do better than!". I pull him back to his feet.  "This is only the beginning!"

I go to my knees as I line up another punch. BAM! He gasps and folds in half. I shove his upper body back up straight and unload another fist to the balls. BAM! He bends over again. "Stay the fuck up!", I demand as I hold his upper body with one hand and deliver punch after punch to the crotch with the other. I can feel an erection pushing against his pants and my pussy grows moist as I decide to remove more of his clothes and really punish his cock and balls! I look up at him, "Oh my god loser! You think you're allowed to get a hard on? Oh no! This is for MY enjoyment, not yours!". With that I cock both fists and let him have it. I alternate right and left punches as he moans and cries with each nut crunching blow. His legs start to wobble so I push him back to his feet as I load up some uppercuts. "I swear to god I'll hit you harder and harder until that boner is broken! Along with your nuts!". I slam my uppercuts into his groin, getting harder with each punch. I swear he'd fall over if I wasn't right there slamming another body lifting blaster into his junk! One huge upper cut drops him to the ground. I stride around him, kicking him with the point of my shoes. "What a loser! You used to pay for my clips, now you'll pay with your balls!". I kick him onto his back. "Spread your legs!"

He instinctively coils up to protect his swollen nuts. "Open them now, or I make the call to Mr. Smith, and your ass gets fired!", I reach for my cell phone.

"No! Please!" Andrew begs, as he rolls back and narrowly opens his legs for me. I smile down, loving the power I have over him.

"And it doesn't end here," I explain, as I stomp my heel down into his sack. He looks like he’s going to cry, but I don’t care. "Nope, you're going to buy me more sexy heels, just for me to destroy you with!". I stomp down a few more times and laugh at his cries.  Finally, I lean into him as I grind his cock into mush.  Grinding my shoes on his crotch like I’m putting out a cigarette. His face morphs into many hilarious expressions which I giggle at as I continue adding more pressure. "More stilettos. More pumps. More peep toes. More boots.". I grind with all my weight as I lean and pump my body. "Deal Andrew?"

He can barely speak as tears fill his eyes, "Yes, of course Princess!"

"Awww, good Slave!" I step back and remove my stiletto from his crotch. He moans in agony and curls back into a ball. "This will be a great relationship! Now... Take off your pants."

He looks up with fear in his eyes, "What? Seriously?"

"Seriously!" I retort, "Pants off! Now!"

He undoes his belt and fly and I help yank off his pants. As his underwear becomes exposed I step down hard on his underwear covered groin with the sole of my shoes and pull his pant legs off.  It makes for a makeshift gaspedal as his pant legs are tough to pull off, so I just apply more pressure as I extend my leg and pull on the pants. He cries out in pain. "Oh shut up Andrew!" and with that I wined up and punt him in the crotch HARD!

He sits up grabbing and protecting his crotch in pain. I place my foot on his chest and shoved him roughly back to a laying position as I stare straight in his eyes, "Just lay there, and fucking take it Slave!". With that my gaze slides back down to his groin and I wined back and connect with a round of kicks. Occasionally he sits up to cover up but I stomp his upper body back to the floor, spread his legs and continue my kicking onslaught! At this point tears are streaming down his cheeks. My pussy is throbbing with sexual juices as I anticipated a possible nut rupture!  I take a few steps back to run at him but he’s truly scared now and curls to a side. As he pouts he tries to get up but can't control his wobbly legs.  His testicles are so swollen it hurts to keep his legs closed, but he’s terrified to keep them open.  With non-functioning legs he is forced to crawl in retreat. Big mistake!

With his rear end facing me he crawls away on all-4's in a pathetic attempt to escape.  I can clearly see my target. Right under his ass, his swollen nuts are bulging. I know this kick could make them POP!  Part of me thought "I can't send him to the hospital!  Imagine the paper work!"  But my uncontrollable ballbusting hornyness was undeniable. I just HAVE to do it!  It would be worth it!

I grit my teeth as I run at him.  I wined back and unleash a FULL FORCE soccer kick right between his legs. I put EVERY bit of force into my kick.  I feel his balls squish between my foot and his body.  His testicles bulging out the sides of my foot trying to escape the impact, but to no avail. His body lifts off the ground as I followed through. He almost does a summersault it’s so hard!  A scream echoes through the meeting room as he drops to the ground whimpering, and convulsing.

A rush of ecstasy overcomes my entire body as orgasmic waves rush over me. I watch tears steam down his face, and his leg twitches. The site is so hot it makes my own legs quiver and I can barely stand from the orgasmic rush I feel.

When I recover a few moments later I walk confidently over to him.  Maybe his balls are broken, maybe not.  I don’t care.  All that matters is that I am satisfied, and he is potentially ball-less (which is fucking hilarious!). I step on his back victoriously, and dig my heel into him. "I'll expect you back here again next week for our scheduled Stress-Relief meeting. Hopefully your nuts grow back by then!"