It's my wife's birthday, so her best friend took her out for a night on the town, and I, natually, stayed home!

She got home late, as I figured. She was drunk, as I figured. She woke me up from my sleep, which she usually does when she comes into the house. When she enetered our bedroom, she announced loudly that she was drunk and had a "Fucking Great Time!" She got into bed with her clothes on, smelling of bar and alcohol. She then sat on my chest and told me I was gonna eat her out! I was startled at her boldness as she sat over my face and plopped her crotch right on my face so her skirt covered my head! Her panties were gone and her pussy was moist and swollen red, so she must have gotten fucked sometime over her night out. I didn't taste any cum, but there was the bitter rubbery taste of condom mixed in with her juices. As I started to lick her she talked smack about her night dancing and how she was felt up and fingered. As I got hard, she smacked my balls very hard and I yelped in pain. She paused and pushed her hips harded into my face, saying that almost got her to come! She swatted my balls again, and my body's jolt gave her the same result! Holding by cock in one hand, she started to carelessly hit my balls hard, each time I spasmed enough to get her off, so she continued! The problem was, she was REALLY hitting me hard, and it wasn't turning me one as she wasn't doing this for our mutal sexual arousal, rather she was doing it in her drunken state to get herself off! And with no safeword, I had no way to tell her that she was really hurting me! The pain shrunk my erection and I tried buck to get her off my body, but all that did was increase her blows to my cock and furthered her getting off on my face!

Finally, she grabbed my balls so hard that I thought she was going to rip them off! I groaned in pain into her pussy which sent her over the edge! Her thighs clamped down on my head as her ground her pussy into my face! Unfortuatly, she still one hand on my thigh and while she climaxed she dug her nails deeply into my skin! Worse, her other hand had my balls, and as she came, her hand closed on them so tightly that I though I screamed into her! (Guys, NEVER let your woman orgasm while she has you balls in her hands! The last think on her mind will be your balls!) I couldn't breath and I felt as if I might puke into her! As she came down from her orgasm and released the death grip on my balls, I stopped screaming and was just happy to get her vise grip off my nuts and to get her off of me. She lay next to me, obliviously happy and not knowing just how much pain she did to me! As she drifted off into a drunken slumber, I dragged my self to the bathroom.

My balls had deep purple bruises where she had gripped me so hard, and a few spots where her fingernails puntured the skin! And they ached! I felt like I was still going to puke! I had bloody nail marks in my thigh, as well! I washed and cleaned the gashes, then got an ice pack out of the fridge to put on my balls. They wern't really swelling, but they really hurt! I also took some ibuprofen and went to lay down on the couch. I kept running through my mind what just happened and how unappealing it was.

First, although I like to me manhandled by my wife, I was not turned on at all! The pain was too intense, and if it was our regular playing, I may have used the safeword, as the pain was too server! But this wasn't one of our sessions and no safeword was established.

Second, when my wife sobers up tomorrow (or later today), she is not only going to be hung over, but she will probably be horrified at the wounds on my legs and the bruising on my nuts! The last time she hit my balls this hard, blood trickled out of my cock for a week! When I went to the doctor, they tested for cancer and other stuff. As I reported an impact injury to my balls (I didn't say how), he told me that that was probably it. The whole plumbing in there is a lot like a nose: a lot of blood vessels that can break randomly, and all you can to is test and hope it heals. If it keeps bleeding, then that's a sign something else could be wrong, and they'd go test more. After a week, the blood trckle stopped and that was the end of that. My wife, however, felt she had gone too far and has never really wanted to do CBT play any more, which is why what happened tonight is such a shock to me.

So as I lay on our couch, notebook computer on my lap and ice pack resting against my balls under my underwear, I wonder what morning will bring just a few hours away.