Rebecca Contemplates Writing for Cosmo

Waiting for Ryan to arrive for their date, Rebecca flipped idly through the latest issue of Cosmo. How many different articles could they write about how to please your partner, she wondered? Yet here she was reading about what turns women on. “Be sure to touch her in non-erogenous zones. Her breasts aren’t her only feature…Don’t be afraid to use toys. They don’t have to be a replacement…Compliment her with words. Poets and musicians aren’t the only game in town…” Funny, she thought. Why don’t these articles ever address my turn-ons? Where’s the tip that boasts, “Bust his balls. Sure it’s painful, but he’ll love your confident look.” She giggled to herself. Maybe she should submit an article of her own. With her imagination running wild, she didn’t hear Ryan come in and sidle up behind her.

Taking notice that Rebecca didn’t look up as he came through the apartment door, Ryan took a minute to appreciate the view. She stood at the kitchen table, bent over at the waist, leaning on her elbows. He could see the bottom of her pink satin panties as her short skirt failed to cover her round butt, which was sticking up rather pertly. Her legs were accentuated by a pair of white heels that made her short legs look exceptionally toned and longer than he knew them to be. He could see her left breast resting on tabletop and he had the sudden urge to offer his own hands as support.

Avoiding any squeaky floorboards, Ryan slipped behind her and reached around her waist gently cupping her breasts, enjoying their heaviness in his hands. Rebecca murmured and wiggled her butt against his crotch. He felt a stirring in his pants.

“Whatcha reading?” He asked, peeking over her shoulder.

“Oh, just an article about how to turn a woman on,” she cooed.

“And am I?” He countered, with a hint of machismo.

“I’d say you’re off to a good start,” she teased back.

“What else should I be doing?”

“I think you’re just fine where you’re at. I’ll let you know what to do next.”

Ryan relaxed and continued to let her grind on him. He closed his eyes and let his head rest on her back. His eyes popped open when he felt the backside of her three-inch heel smash into his groin. In an effort not to fall, he squeezed Rebecca’s boobs like a handrail as the wind escaped him in a staccato grunt. Her yelp barely registered, but a second hard back kick did. He immediately released her breasts and let himself slide down her back, over her ass and down those lethal legs, before dropping to his knees. He leaned over, letting his head rest on the floor between her legs, and cupped himself gingerly. As he moaned quietly, Rebecca turned and propped herself up on the table, letting her legs dangle around his head while massaging her chest.

“Goddam,” she said, tapping him lightly with the tip of her shoe. “You have a monster grip. I think I might have a permanent hand-shaped tattoo thanks to you.”

Looking up at her, he panted, “Well I might have a pair of broken balls thanks to you.”

Her eyes sparkled, and she blurted girlishly, “Really? Do you think I broke your balls. Mmmm.” She held his chin with the toe of her foot. “I don’t think I broke them. But it sure does turn me on to know the pain feels like I did break them.” Dropping her foot, she added, “Tell me how bad it hurts.”

“It hurts bad,” he said, holding her gaze.

“What hurts bad?” She goaded.

“My balls hurt bad.”

“Aww, poor baby. Why do your balls hurt so bad?”

“My balls hurt because you just kicked them really hard.” He could feel his face flush as she smiled, a mix of angelic beauty and savage cruelty.

“I did kick your balls really hard, didn’t I?” She ran her hands up her thighs and pressed them into her crotch. “I don’t have testicles to crush, but it sure does feel good to crush yours!” She laughed in his face.

“Yeah, well it felt pretty damn good squeezing your tits. Don’t tell me that didn’t hurt,” he said with more bravado than he felt.

Rebecca stared down at him, “I’ll admit. It did hurt for a second.” She leaned over and cupped her boobs, giving Ryan a close-up of her deep cleavage. “But you’ll notice that I’m up here holding my boobs like you could be. Except you can’t because you’re on your knees holding your balls because they still hurt.”

“That’s just mean.”

She hopped down from the table, thrusting her chest in his face. “That’s not mean. It’s a fact – I kicked your balls and now they hurt. But I could be mean.” She grabbed his head and pulled his face into her cleavage.

“Mmm…I think I like it when you’re mean,” he mumbled into her breasts, feeling their softness through her thin top.

“Oh, this isn’t me being mean. It’s just me getting you prepared for when I am.”

He pulled back his head and gave her a questioning look. In answer, she grabbed his arms, pulling them from his groin, and lifted him to his feet. Reaching down, she ran her hand across the front of his pants.

“Well now, I think somebody is more turned on than I am.” Her lips formed into a pout as she fluttered her eyelashes. “Perhaps it’s time I got mean.” With that, she pushed him back against the wall and strutted up to him.

“I don’t think I like where this is going,” he said, protectively covering his crotch.

She gripped his wrists and forced him to caress her knees. “I just shaved my legs before you got here. Aren’t they silky smooth?”

Feeling like he was walking into a trap, he said hesitantly, “They do feel nice.”

“Good. I just wanted you to feel their femininity before they rack your nuts. Now be a good boyfriend and spread your legs.” She gave him a sly smile. “And don’t worry. This is only going to hurt tremendously.”

Ryan’s eyes went large with terror, and Rebecca’s smile widened as she saw the terrible fear on his face.

“Aw, is the big strong man scared of the little girl?” She clasped her hands together in wonderment. “Is he worried this petite girl with big boobs is going to wreck his nuts?”

Ryan gulped hard and stared into her glinting eyes.

“Cause she is.”

Holding his gaze, Rebecca reached up and grabbed Ryan’s shoulders, forcing his weight down. At the same time she drew back her leg and drove her silky knee into his balls. His eyes squeezed close and his mouth gaped as he tried to fall. She quickly pinned him back against the wall and delivered another skull-rattling, spine tingling knee between his legs.

“Oh Gawd,” he moaned as the pain ripped through his testicles and into his abdomen. He wanted to wretch.

As he fought not to gag, Rebecca drew back her leg once again. “Third time’s a charm,” she cried, as her kneecap connected with nothing but nuts. Electricity flowed through her as she felt his balls squish between her knee and his own pelvis.

A wicked shriek burst from Ryan’s lips as he dropped straight to the floor. He cradled his tortured balls as he curled into one. Rebecca stood over him and watched as he panted and moaned, coughed and gagged, rolling back in forth in complete agony.

She knelt down beside him. “Oh baby, you were perfect,” she cooed. “You’re making it look like it hurts sooo bad. Does it hurt worse than before?”

No answer came, but Rebecca could see the veins standing out from his beet red face and saw the trickle of tears on his cheeks. His mouth looked to be forming words, but no sound came out, aside from quick gasps of breath.

She stroked his hair softly. “I’ll take that as a yes. There, there.” She clasped her hands over his and helped him hold himself. “I’m right here. I’ll help you feel better. But first, just let the pain course through you. Feel the deep ache burning in your balls and remember the impact of knees as they repeatedly smashed into your groin. Can you feel them swelling?”

He nodded weakly.

“You never let me down,” she said, kissing his forehead. “I bet they reach plum size soon. You won’t be able to contain them in those pants. It’s going to be hard for you to walk on our date tonight – you didn’t think it was off did you?” She said as he finally opened his eyes in disbelief. “Don’t worry. We don’t have to go right away. I’ll give you some time to pull yourself together.”

Relief crept onto his face, and she smiled at him lovingly. “Take as much time as you need. I think I might just write that article while I’m waiting. I think you’ll be pleased to know that I’m completely turned on right now. And I’m pretty sure the feeling will be there all night.”

Ryan mustered a half-smile.

“When all those other girls see me walking with you limping in tow…yeah, it’ll just get me that much hotter, when they recognize why you’re limping. God it will be great when they realize that this girl,” Rebecca pointed her thumbs at herself, “clearly just busted your balls.”

Ryan’s half-smile disappeared.

“Don’t be like that. Sure it’s embarrassing, but think about how great it will be for them to see a hot guy hurting because of a little girl power. Who knows? Maybe it will be just confidence-boost they need to finally deliver their own ball busting. Hey – you wouldn’t have to be embarrassed alone if we sparked another girl to haul off and kick her boyfriend in the balls!” Rebecca threw back her head and laughed. “Well, a girl can dream, can’t she? “

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