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Organization: Anonymous Contact Service @ N7KBT
Date: Sun, 24 Jan 1993 10:45:19 GMT

As I stare down at you, I exude power and raw sensuality with
every movement.  I am a tall man, over six feet
tall, more than two hundred pounds, and I'm dressed in 
a black leather jacket. 
	My body is covered with fine brown hair, and I have deep 
powerful brown eyes that flash with lust, a brown close-cropped 
beard, and a mean, shit-eating grin.
	But the most important thing about me are my boots.
I'm wearing heavy brown hiking boots and they're huge!
I am standing above you as you lay completely naked on the
floor.  Your hands are tied above your head, 
and each ankle is firmly tied to
heavy furniture so that you can not move, your legs spread
wide apart.  My left boot is tight against your crotch, the
toe pressing into your asshole, the upper part of the boot
pressing against the smooth, soft area below your balls.  Your
dick is tied up tight, and your balls are stretched up and
riding high in a ballstretcher, exposed and vulnerable, a
good four inches above your groin.  Your cock lay thick and
hard against your abdomen.
	Yes, all you can think about are my boots.  You have
licked them clean before I tied you up, had kissed
them, made love to each one while the other was held tight
against your ass.  I had stepped on your large, firm,
smooth pecs with each boot, had rubbed their soles over your
pecs, had scraped the heels and the toes of my boots
against your thick nipples.  I had beat your ass with your own 
whip, whipped your pecs and nipples, whipped your cock,
slapped your balls with a riding crop, beat your dick until
it was swollen, hard, and purple, straining against the
tight black rawhide around it.  I had made you my boot
slave, had made you give yourself to me and my boots
totally, unequivocally, and you had complied with each demand
willingly, lovingly, in total servitude and submission to
me.
	Now you again can feel the black leather of the boot tight
against your crotch, the hard toe of the right boot pressing
into your asshole, the sole of the left boot pressing into your
pec, against your nipple.  You watch me grin as I
slowly remove the boot from your chest, place it on the
floor, and shift my weight to it.  I lift the other
boot and slowly rub the sole against your dick, placing
the sole firmly on top of your cock, the heel against your
balls.  I press the boot against your dick, rocking with
gentle pressure, pushing first into the cock, then against
the balls.  I rub the boot against your dick, caressing
your dick with the sole and with the sides, with the heel and
with the toe.  I know exactly what you are waiting for, and
grinning, I slowly raise my boot and position the toe
firmly against your balls.
	"This is what you want, isn't it, boy?  This is what you
like from a man, isn't it, the kind of treatment you want
from a man, huh?  Yeah, you know where that dick belongs,
boy, under a man's boot."
	Holding the toe of that hard brown boot against your nuts, I
look you straight in the eye, grin my evil grin, and
say, "How about this, boy?" then firmly, decisively, kick
your balls.  Tied up tight as they are, your balls bounce up
from my kick, then back down, and I kick them again.
Exquisite pain shoots through your nuts, and I kick them
again; they bounce up, then down, and I kick them
again.  Yes, this was what you want from me, this was
what you are waiting for.  I kick your balls harder, you
groan with pleasure; your balls bounce up, then down, I
grin in satisfaction, and I kick them again.
	"There," I say.  "I can see that's what you want, boy, a
man kicking those balls of yours, yeah, you just want a MAN
to kick those fuckin' nuts with his boot, boy, you need
those nuts KICKED." You gasp in delicious pain as I
kick your balls harder; your balls bounce up, you close your
eyes, and I kick them again.  I kick your balls from
the bottom, then from the left, then from the right, then
from the bottom again; each time I deliver a cautious,
controlled, carefully aimed direct kick, and each time your
balls bounce back to receive another, slightly harder,
direct kick.
	I grin my evil, sadistic grin and kick your balls
again; they bounce up higher and higher, and when they
bounce back down, I kick them again, my face glowing
with lust.  Each kick strikes your balls hard, shooting pain
and pleasure throughout your body.  My grin grows wider, and I
laugh out loud as you lay there tied and helpless while I
kick you in the balls with that boot.
	Finally, you can stand it no longer.  Thick white cum shoots
in giant spurts from your cock onto your stomach, your pecs, your
face.  I stop my kicking and gently hold the sole
of my boot against your aching nuts until your cum finally
stops, then remove my boot from your dick and move my
body so that I am standing above your face.  Slowly, I place
my boots around your neck and rest your face against them,
satisfied, fulfilled, loving those boots and me.
	After you have rested, we both know the evening's 
not over yet. With one foot on the floor, the other 
leveraged square on your ever-hardening cock, I reach 
down and grab your balls and squeeze... and squeeze... and squeeze...



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