Approaching my submissive, I watched in delight as his face got increasingly red and sweaty. He knew what was coming.
Bending so my face was in his, I then reached my hand down and wrapped it tightly around his balls.
As I squeezed tighter and tighter, my nails pinching at his skin, he started hyperventilating and begging for mercy, but I had none to give.
In fact, the more he pleaded the more I laughed and why wouldn’t I? I was getting paid for the privilege after all.
I’m a professional brat or, more technically speaking, I’m a dominatrix. I specialise in manipulating, seducing and taking advantage of men’s weaknesses but also in ball busting.
Otherwise known as ‘Testicle Torture’ or ‘Cock and Ball Torture’, ball busting is a BDSM activity that people implement by delivering blows to, squeezing, and/or crushing men’s testicles during sexual activity.
I found this community by pure chance back in 2018.
At that time, I was studying and had my sights set on becoming a children’s therapist. Suffice to say, the world’s of ‘femdom’ – female domination – and ‘findom’ – financial domination – were completely alien to me.
But while scrolling through Twitter one day in February I came across something called ‘findom cash meets’ – where a submissive meets a dominant at a location, gives cash at her feet and immediately leaves.
After that I went down a complete rabbit hole learning terms I’d never heard of before like foot worship, ball busting and cucking and found myself fascinated by the content.
Mostly, I loved seeing men fall to their knees in the presence of a dominant woman and I thought: ‘that could be me’.
Figuring it could be a nice side-hustle, I made a Twitter and Skype account and set about learning how to get into this business on my own. I used hashtags to gain traction and soon the submissives came rolling in.
I dropped out of therapist training for personal reasons, and for two years this is how I made some of my money and learned about kinks – of which there are hundreds of different types – and the industry.
Some clients loved feet, others preferred it when I told them how much of a loser they were, or ordered them to grab a shoe and smash their nether regions with it. My favourite was small penis humiliation and ballbusting.
I loved telling men how tiny their penises were, or instructing them on how to self-impose ball busting, like with the shoes.
Then, in 2019 I began in-person sessions.
That winter, I ordered the sub to get on his knees and turn around. He started shaking.
I then gave him one good kick and he immediately clutched his balls and yelped.
Seeing him on the floor, cradling himself, was such a rush. It made me feel so powerful. I looked down at him, laughed and pulled him up by his hoodie to get him back into position and I knew then that this was my calling.
From then on I continued to kick, knee, slap and punch as many submissive’s balls as ordered. Some clients even preferred to be busted by feet so I’d wear boots or high heels.
On that occasion where my submissive started hyperventilating, I should emphasise that he had every opportunity to make it stop for real.
We’d established safe words before getting started, and if he had genuinely needed to stop, he would have known how to make that happen. His begging, therefore, only reinforced his role as my powerless submissive, giving both of us satisfaction.
He got his release – at one point his face scrunched up, like he was eating something sour, and his voice became higher than Ariana Grande’s whistle tones – and, as I looked into his eyes, I could see a power exchange happening; he knew he had none, and I had it all.
Eventually I did let go, but before he could muster the words ‘thank you daddy’, my knee met his balls, making a yummy ‘clap’ sound that filled the room. This was swiftly followed by a ‘boom’ as he dropped to the ground, clutching his crown jewels like pearls.
This session was meant to last one hour – he only lasted 30 minutes. But I still took home the full $1,500 USD (£1,161) I was promised.
For me, it’s an easy day’s work. As for him and all my clients, they love it for various reasons; be that releasing control, enjoying humiliation or simply getting turned on by pain. And I’m only too happy to assist.
In 2023, after deciding I wanted to work for myself and realising that I was making more money through dominatrix work than I was in my ‘vanilla’ job, I chose to go full time on LoyalFans.
By then I had already decided on my wholesome ‘girl next door’ aesthetic as PVC and leather just didn’t feel like ‘me’. And let me tell you, there’s nothing like a 4”11 brat making grown men drop to their knees.
Sure, it’s not the career I saw for myself originally, but now I can’t imagine doing anything else.
I love spending my Saturdays going live online ordering subs to do whatever gets them off, attending the biggest adult conventions, and getting paid by clients to fly to remote sessions all across the US.
I’m fortunate that my family are very supportive of my job – my dad even wears my merch proudly, while my mum boasts about me to her friends – and that my pals think my profession is hilarious; they love hearing my stories about experiences with subs.
Mostly, there’s no better feeling than seeing the array of emotions on a person’s face while I destroy their golden sacks. That’s still priceless.
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