Crushed, Pt II

A spin-off of Karyn and Henry from Crushed Pt I, where Karyn is now a full fledged testicle killer and defends them from a delinquent robber trying to impress a girl. Co-wrote with a friend of mine, who would prefer to remain anonymous.

It had been a dare, Noah thought. An outrageous one, for sure, but mild for the likes of the teenage delinquent he was. He flipped open a switchblade, a gift his absent father had gotten him for his eighteenth birthday, as he looked back at Sophia and Charlotte peeping from the corner, before approaching the couple.

“Henry, don’t look back, but I th-”, Karyn whispered, as Henry almost instinctively turned and looked back.

“I said not to!”, repeated Karyn, as she squeezed his arm again. Henry chuckled, noticing the teen, but not his intent nor the knife in his hand.

“It’s just a drunk kid, Karyn. He’s not going to dare to try anything, not with me here anyway”, he chuckled, as Karyn thought back to how easily she had dropped him previously.

Men. She rolled her eyes, and picked up her pace, dragging Henry along with her.

Noah was of a ungracefully lanky build, but he was confident about himself. Heck, he had knocked out guys way bigger than the guy with the girl he was about to jump. He could take a punch, and hit back harder often, not that he was expecting them to put up much of a fight. He didn’t normally do things like this, now only to impress Sophia.

Sophia. He could almost smell her as thoughts flickered through his mind. Almost taste her, of the time he did while she slept on his couch, dead drunk at his party. I

t had been her idea for him to rob this passing upper class looking couple, and there was no way he would have backed down from anything she would put him up to. He pulled up the cloth he had tied around his neck, as he sped up.

“Hey!”, he yelled, as he walked up quickly to Henry, who now turned his broad shoulders to face him. “Your phones and wallets, and make this quick!”, he barked, as he waved his weapon at them. “Listen, kid, you don’t want to do this”, Henry said, raising his hands and taking a step forward, as Noah drew back before lunging forward lightning fast with a solid punch to his body, knocking the wind out of him.

He hoped Sophia was watching, as he hit him again as he tried to recover. Karyn froze, quickly handing him her wallet, as she watched Henry cough in pain on the ground.

He’ll be okay, I’ve put him through worse, she thought. Noah took a glimpse at the notes sticking out, as he thought about the things he would be buying with the money the following day, of Sophia and his face buried in her milk white thighs.

Henry let out a cough, quickly waking him from his little day dream, as he took a glimpse at Karyn before rushing to kick Henry in the face again.

It would be nice if I could get her to show me her boobs before going, he thought, imagining himself removing her spaghetti strap tank top to expose her small but shapely breasts.

Not with Sophia watching, anyway. It was stuck. He tugged again at Henry’s wallet, but it budged a little more only this time. He cursed, not noticing Karyn slowly sneaking up behind up, tense as a leopard stalking it’s prey.

She eyed his spread thighs, picturing his bulge pressing through his tight jeans.

If he was anywhere as sensitive as Henry, I could easily.. She took a deep breath, counting her steps towards him, totally oblivious to her, as she swung her foot back and let it fly upwards between his spread legs and.. Her aim was untrue, as her instep collided with the inside of his thigh.

It was sure to bruise, with the force she had used, but it was no golden ticket.

“What the fuck?”, he yelled as he turned, pointing his knife at her, when Henry leapt up and put him in a headlock.

That’s my boy, she thought. After surviving the time where she ruptured his right testicle, there was nothing this boy could do to put him down.

And she let loose again, kicking up between his wide open legs again. Her sneaker slammed into Henry’s testicles accidentally, but the most of her force into Noah’s sack from her shin, instead.

“Hey, we should do somet-”, Charlotte said, noticing the turn of events, as Sophia pulled her back and shushed her.

“Let’s just see what happens, this is starting to get really interesting..”

He dropped the blade as Henry let him go to fall backwards onto a wall.

“Agh! You fucking bitch, how dare you!”, he cursed. The alcohol masked most of the pain, but his nuts were still hurting like a bitch. “

You should have just left us alone!”, she yelled, as her blood started pumping.

She grabbed the now limp male’s body by the shirt collar and shoved him back into a wall. He was still in overload, his nervous system overwhelming him from the kick she had given him, too weak to resist the small framed woman.

Still unable to comprehend the waves of pain from the force she sent in the direction of his testicles, now spreading to his stomach, she yanked him from his slouch, and jammed her knee in between his legs again, so hard that it was almost as if he had been lifted off the ground.

He let out a weak moan, as if it gave him sexual pleasure, much to her amusement.

She lowered her face to his, until she could smell the choking scent of alcohol on his breath, before asking him, “Would you like to lose one testicle today, or two?”, as her knee rose between his legs, locating his sex organs and gently lifting them against his body, slowly increasing the pressure.

He was gasping for air now, as he struggled to find the voice to reply her. The pain in between his legs was a little too acute, too powerful, for him to give her a solid “no”.

“Hey Karyn, stop it, he’s done”, Henry panted, one hand on his groin as he persuaded her. “Let him go”.

She took a moment to enjoy the look of fear and surprise in his eyes, before she cocked her leg back and jammed her knee upwards into his most sensitive region again, with more strength than she thought she could have mustered. Her knee connected with his now very swollen gonads, and she continued the momentum of her swing even then, pushing it further and further into his testicles until a loud squelch filled the air.

The image of an egg splattering against her bare knee came to mind. His eyes widened, as he let out a high pitched shriek. The look of confidence on her face went from confident, to puzzled, as she shot up an eyebrow at the defeated male.

Her sharp kneecap still planted up and firm between his thighs, she slowly put her foot on the ground and stepped back, as he lurched forward. The pointy angle of her knee no longer in his way, he fell to his knees freely and hunched over, his shaking hands grasping the wet patch between his legs.

His legs were trembling, as he started throwing up violently, falling over onto his side and writhing incessantly. He was howling in between his vomiting, as she ran back into her partner’s arms. Something had been rearranged within his right testicle, and the likelihood of him ever impregnating a woman had surely been decreased greatly by her.

Henry grabbed her hand and they both started running for it, as Sophia and Charlotte rushed out from their spot to watch Noah writhe and thrash on the ground.

“W-what should we do?”, stuttered a visibly shaken Charlotte, as Sophia pulled one of Noah’s hands off his wounded sack and started dragging him.

“We’ll get him to my place and then we’ll settle it, if they make a report we’ll all be done for!”, she said, as Charlotte quickly grabbed him up as he weakly protested.

“He’s a big, strong guy, isn't he. I’m sure he can wait a day or two before seeing a doctor because some tiny little lady kicked him in the balls a coupla times”, she reminded Charlotte.

Tbc..

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