Teen Tormentress: Chapter 5

[SoleMann]

 

Teen Tormentress: Chapter 5

By: SoleMann

 

I rushed into my room like Amber had ordered, to change out of my thick jeans into some thin cotton shorts. Without even thinking, I instinctively grabbed a black pair that I had hung onto from when her mom and I used to play. I quickly switched pants and darted back into the living room.

 

“Wow! Those don’t leave much to the imagination!” Amber said with a bit of a surprised look on her face.

 

I looked down and noticed that one could clearly see the outline of my package on the front of my pants. Not that I had gotten fat or anything, but I guess I had put on a couple pounds since I last wore these, now making them much tighter than I remembered. In my embarrassment, I put my hands in front of my groin to try and cover up a little.

 

“Oh no you don’t. Hands behind your back and resume your position.”

 

Timidly, I approached her and got back on the ground with one knee on either side of the tray. She leaned back onto the couch, and brought both her feet under the tray.

 

“This will be much better,” she said, as she delicately traced the outline of my cock and balls with her French pedicured toes. “With as tight as these shorts are, I can clearly see what I’m aiming for.” She rubbed her soft sole up and down my shaft a couple times, then paused pressing with the ball of her foot. “And this material is so sheer, I swear I can almost feel the blood rushing into it.”

 

It wouldn’t have surprised me at all if she could. Her adept manipulation of my penis had brought me to full mast in seconds. I could feel my hard-on straining to burst through the constraints on my tight shorts.

 

“Now, back to where we left off.” She abruptly removed her feet from my groin, and placed her right foot on top of the tray. “You may begin when you’re ready.”

 

I took a deep breath, preparing for the inevitable and started lapping away at her foot. Like with her left foot, I started at her heel, up her long smooth arch, and finished with her toes. Like before, she started right in as soon as my tongue left her foot. WHAM! It once again felt like a jolt of electricity going through my body. Not from the excitement of my tongue on her sole, but from the wave of pain from her foot making contact with my balls. I gasped, paused, and sat back on my heels for a second.

 

“Not quitting on me so soon?” she asked, as she caressed the side of my face with her silky sole.

 

I shook my head no, took a deep breath, and got back up on my knees.

 

“Sweet! But if you pause or pull away again, that’s it. I’m out of here.”

 

I started lavishly working away again at her exquisite foot. Not knowing if she meant for tonight or for good, I had no choice but to take whatever she dished out. Like before I had no idea when the blows would come. Only this time, I no longer had the advantage of my jeans tangling her foot or deflecting the hits. My balls were tight up against me with nowhere to go when they were hit, and I now felt the full force of each kick. Plus, since she could now clearly see her target, her accuracy was 100% and she never missed. In fact, she got so adept at it, she could even choose whether to hit one nut, the other, or both. It was no longer just a matter of when, or how many, but which one as well.

 

I told myself it was worth it for the chance to continue worshiping at her feet, and just knelt there and took her brutal assault on my boys. Eventually, she withdrew her foot from my face and gave it a once over.

 

“Not bad,” she said, spreading her toes, “But they still feel a little sticky in-between. If you’re up for it, you can place each toe in your mouth one at a time and suck them clean.”

 

Panting and in considerable testicular pain, I thought for a second about quitting. But the allure of being allowed to suck her toes, combined with the uncertainty if stopping now would cause her to just leave, I opened my mouth wide.

 

“Nice,” she said with a devilish smirk, “and since my leg was getting tired anyway, you’ll be getting a break from my kicks. Just be sure and do a good job getting the last of the sorbet off. Suck on them like little Popsicles, and I want to feel your tongue working away to remove any stickiness.”

 

She then returned her right foot to the tray. As I slowly brought my mouth to the tip of her big toe, I felt the big toe on her other foot brush up against my left testicle. Great now that my balls were sore and tender, she wanted to play with them. As I took her smooth big toe into my mouth, my left nut exploded in pain as she jabbed her big toe into it.

 

Wide-eyed and in obvious pain, I looked up at her.

 

“What? I said my leg was tired so no more kicking. I never said anything about letting up on my tormenting your nuts. I gave you an out, but greedy little you wanted to keep going. Now there’s no stopping, unless you’d like me to go?”

 

I slowly began easing her succulent big toe out of my mouth, and a look of disappointment spread across her face. At the last second, I went back down on it, and started taking it in and out of my mouth sucking on it like it was the most delicious Popsicle I ever had. Unfortunately, every time my head went down on her right toe, her left jabbed into my nut, and I did my best to work through the pain. Then I took her toe deep in my mouth and started running my tongue around it in an attempt to get rid of any remaining stickiness like she had ordered. Of course with that toe deep in my mouth, her other toe was rammed hard into my ball. Only this time as I ran my tongue around her toe, she maintained her pressure and rolled my nut around in its sack.

 

This treatment continued for each of her following toes, with her mimicking my moves on her toes, with her toes moves on my nuts. As I would go from one toe to the other, she would go from one nut to the other. Halfway through the pain got so excruciating, that tears started to stream from my eyes. But I wasn’t going to quit and lose my once in a lifetime chance to continue worshipping at this teen goddess’s feet.

 

As I was about to take her pinky toe into my mouth, she gave me a pouting look. “Aw, just one little toe left, and our fun will be over for today.”

 

This reminded me of the old “Hate to see you go, but love to watch you leave” saying. On one hand, I hated that I’d be done worshipping her feet, but on the other hand, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last. My boys were screaming in pain at me to stop, but their cries fell on deaf ears. My whole world now revolved around Amber’s alluring feet. And I slowly took her little toe into my mouth.

 

“Tell you what. Let’s end this on a high note.” She chuckled as she clasped her hands under her left knee for leverage and brutally drove the tips off all the toes of her left foot into my sack.

 

Waves of fresh pain exploded in my balls as she tried her best to practically lift me by my groin with her merciless toes. Once I switched to rolling my tongue around her delicate little pinky toe, she viciously started grinding her toes into my nuts. The taste of her toe was now a mixture of her salty sweat and my salty tears. By the time she pulled her pinky toe from my mouth, I was a quivering mess.

 

She then flexed and spread her toes. “Nice job. That’s all for today. You can relax.”

 

I just crumpled to the ground, cupping my balls, and laid there a quivering mess at her feet. She then removed her right foot from the tray, and set it off to the side.

 

“I think I’ll let you rest for a minute to gain your composure before you escort me to the door. How about a little motivation for you?” She then nonchalantly placed both her feet on my tear-filled face.

 

Despite how badly she’d racked my balls, I still got a tingling in my manhood feeling her soft soles against my face. I was so aroused by the fact of her carelessly using my face as a foot rest, that almost without thinking, my tongue darted out of my mouth and gave her foot a quick lick.

 

“Oh, it seems you still have a little fight left in you. Care to go for another round?”

 

I fought back the urge to stick out my tongue and lick her foot again, fearing this might spark another round of her abusing my testicles. So I just laid there under her feet, battered, defeated and now frustrated.

 

Amber leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees and rested her chin in her hands. Then looking at me from between her feet, “you know, today went much better than I ever could have hoped. Not only was feeling your mouth on my feet far more pleasurable than I imagined, but you actually took much more then I had intended on dishing out today. It’s hard to believe you could already be this devoted to my feet.”

 

She moved her foot and started using her toes to trace my lips. “I wonder what it might take to coax another round out of you?” With fear in my eyes, and a bulge forming in my pants, she continued. “But lucky for you, I enjoyed myself too much today to risk you bailing on me this early in the game.”

 

Without a second thought, she stood up with both feet still on my face and walked off toward the front door. “Well, since you’re pretty much out of commission, I guess we’ll just call it a night. Now get up off your lazy butt and escort me to the door like a proper host.”

 

I mustered up what little strength I had left and gingerly got to my feet. Between my tight shorts and aching balls, I slowly sauntered behind her to the door like a bow-legged old cowboy. Once there, Amber continued to tease me by slowly and seductively slipping on her sandals. The effects on me could hardly go unnoticed due to the tightness of my shorts.

 

“WOW!” Amber shouted as she turns her attention back to me to say her good-byes. “Looks like you enjoyed our little get-together as much as I did. Not only are the front of your shorts soaked, but you’re even sporting one. Either I wasn’t as rough on you as I thought, or you’re more of a submissive foot freak than I could have ever hoped.”

 

My face turned bright red, as I shuffled with embarrassment. What could I say? There it was, all over the front of pants. I wasn’t sure if it was pre-cum or if her dominant sadistic behavior had cause me to shoot my load while she was abusing my manhood. Not to mention her callously stepping on my head and her little foot show, which now had me back at half-mast.

 

“Of course, I’m hoping it’s the latter,” she said with a sly little grin, and then threw out her arms to give me one of those friendly half-hugs goodbye.

 

She leaned forward oddly, I assumed so as not to make contact with my growing hard-on or wet shorts. Then next thing I knew, I feel searing pain in my already battered balls.

 

“Oh my god, I couldn’t help myself. Seeing you sporting wood, in spite of your now oversized balls showing through your shorts, I just had to give you one last good-bye shot to the nuts.”

 

As I writhed around on the floor cupping my balls in pain, Amber casually leaned over and picked up her purse. She looked down at me, shaking her head.

 

“Oh, don’t be such a baby. Here, they say kissing it makes it feel better.” She then extended her left sandaled foot in front of my face.

 

I looked at her lovely pedicured toes through blurry eyes, and started planting kisses on them. Somehow even though they had caused me so much pain minutes ago, the sensation of feeling her soft toes on my lips did seem to ease the pain.

 

“OK, that’s enough before you get me going again. Although, I think this is the perfect way for you to say good-bye to me from now on.” She withdrew her foot from my reach, and turned to leave. “I’ll just get the door myself, since you have your hands full.” She giggled.

 

“I’ll give a call in the next day or two and let you know when I’ll be stopping by to play with you some more.” She then switched her purse to her other hand so she could easily open the door. “Silly me, in all tonight’s excitement, I almost forgot to leave you your doggie bag from the restaurant.”

 

Doggie bag? What was she talking about? We didn’t have any leftovers from the restaurant. She then reached into her purse and pulled out what looked like a baggy with something white inside.

 

“Here you go. I saw the way you were drooling over Kitty traipsing about in her little canvas shoes. Then as we left the restaurant and stepped out into the hot humid air, it got me thinking. I bet her feet get rather sweaty running around in the heat all day, so I excused myself to go back inside and ask her for her work socks. We got to talking, and it turns out on some days she goes right to work from school and just changes there. In fact, she had to change there for the last three days, and just leaves her socks stuffed in her shoes there until her next shift. So these bad boys are pretty ripe after spending the last couple days on her sweaty feet, not to mention nights fermenting in her canvas shoes. Of course, I can’t imagine how sweaty her bare feet must be getting now that she doesn’t have any socks on.”

 

She then threw the baggy containing Kitty’s little white anklets in my face. “Think about that later when you’re indulging yourself. That is, if you’re even able to. I see your balls have really ballooned up since that last knee to them.” She then shuttered a little “Just the thought of you lying here suffering after all you been through, and how worked up you must be after spending the day at my feet, not to mention Kitty’s socks to help fuel the flames, yet you’re too sore to get any release. Meanwhile, I’ll be at home taking care of business, getting off on the fact that you’ll still be here suffering from all that pent-up sexual tension with swollen blue balls and possibly no relief for days.”

 

Amber shuttered again, “Well… with that in mind, I really must be going.” She hurried out the door, slamming it closed behind her. I just laid there all balled up in the fetal position with a gut-wrenching pain, as I heard the faint patter of her sandals going down the driveway, into her car, and driving off.

 

 

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Do you have any idea when the next chapter will be posted? I'm dying to read it. This is my third or fourth time reading the 5 chapters that are posted currently.