Be Careful What You Wish For

Be Careful What You Wish For, by number2, July 2007

Here's a little tale of what can happen when someone who you didn't count on reads your stories. There's a little bit of everything in this one (to make the most amount of people happy and to piss off the most at the same time).

I thought nothing bad could happen by letting Kim use my computer. Boy, was I wrong! She had asked to use my computer while I was at work because hers at home was broken. I thought, “Sure, no problem.” She came over and I set her up, showing her the Word and Excel programs, then left for work.

Eight hours later I returned home, not even thinking about it. Kim was waiting for me inside the house, sitting on the steps by the door.

“Everything go alright?” I asked her. She stood up and slapped me hard across the face. “W-what was that for?” I stammered back.

“Oh, I thought you’d enjoy that,” she responded, glowering at me. “Or maybe this is more to your liking.” She brought the tip of her sneaker up quickly to my balls. I doubled over in pain not knowing what had brought this on. She grabbed the hair on the back of my head and started to walk up the stairs. I had to crawl behind her to keep from going forcibly bald. She dragged me into my room and to my computer.

She pulled my head up so I could see and said, “Does this look familiar?” It took a second for my eyes to focus; everything was hazy through the pain. When they did I recognized what was on the screen, the erotic story I had written about her. When she knew that I realized what it was, she backhanded me across the face sending me to the floor.

She stood over me and said, “So you like to be abused by women?” She dove on to me, sending her knee into my groin. The air rushed out of my body and I was unable to stop her as she unleashed a barrage of slaps and punches to my face. The pain was unbearable and soon everything went black.

I awakened slowly. My entire body was aching and I didn’t know where I was. Soon I became more aware. I was lying naked on my bed. A circle was painted in bright red lipstick on the screen of my computer. Inside was written, “My apartment, 5:00pm, tomorrow. Or Else!”

As I was told to, I arrived at Kim’s apartment early the next evening. She answered the door wearing a white cotton dress that didn’t leave much to the imagination and matching, white, high-heeled pumps. Instead of a ‘hello’, I received a slap across the face for a greeting.

“On your knees, little man,” she ordered me. “And crawl like the dog you are.” I fell to the floor at once, eager to please her and to stare at her legs more closely. She knew what I was doing and immediately brought her pump up into my face. My nose stung from the blow and I averted my eyes. The next thing I felt was a rough tug to the hair on the back of my head. I scrambled along the floor to keep up with her as she walked to the living room. When she stopped, I looked around. I was surprised and embarrassed to see another pair of legs in the room. All I could see were two long, muscular limbs, clad in the sheerest of hose, and ending with a wicked pair of shiny, black heels. I knew those gams instantly. They belonged to Missy, another frequent object of my stories. I raised my eyes slowly and saw a tight, black dress that hugged her every curve. There was a scowl of disgust on her usually pretty face at my situation.

She looked down at me, hands on her hips and said, “You little fucking pervert. I read your sick little fantasies. Stand up and look at me.” I picked myself off the floor and moved towards her. Embarrassed, I avoided her gaze. When I reached her, she reached up and pushed up my chin until I was staring her directly in the eyes. She looked at me with pity, and then her expression changed to anger. She brought her knee up into my groin and I started to fall. She grabbed me by the shirt collar to hold me up then shot her knee back up into me. She pushed me back down the floor at her feet where I curled up and held my aching balls.

“Pathetic,” she said as she walked around my huddled form. I could hear Kim giggling from the couch where she sat. Missy kicked me onto my back then stepped down on my exposed neck.

She turned to Kim and said, “He really is just a little bug, isn’t he? Fit only to be crushed underneath our shoes.” Kim walked over from her seat and looked down on me.

She said to Missy, “It really is fun to abuse him. Don’t stop now.” Missy crouched down by my face.

“Get your clothes off right now, worm!” she commanded. Attempting to ignore the pain, I started to remove my clothes slowly.

Missy screamed, “Faster!” then reached over and tore off my shirt. Her fingernails scratched three lines in my chest. I rapidly removed my pants and underwear, afraid of what she might do to them. I lay there, naked on the floor. Missy pointed to my member and started to snicker.

“That,” she laughed, “is what you wanted to fuck me with. You’re barely even a man.” Kim kicked at my penis playfully with her pump and it began to grow. She rubbed the side and bottom of her shoe against it until it was standing straight up at attention.

“That’s more like it,” Missy said appreciatively. She crawled over to it on her hands and knees, giving me full view of her ass and legs. My dick responded appropriately. When she reached it, she grabbed my balls gently and started to go down on me. I closed my eyes in anticipation of the pleasure to follow. Instead, I felt Missy’s vice-like grip tighten around my nutsack. As she squeezed tighter and tighter, I started to yelp in pain. Kim expected this and jammed her heel back down on my neck. While I gasped for air, Missy finally let go of my scrotum. She walked onto my stomach and chest, her spikes digging into my flesh. Kim continued to hold me breathless, giggling incessantly as she did so. When at last she lifted up her pump, she managed to kick me in the jaw as well. My respite was a brief one. Missy jumped up into the air and landed hard on my chest with her knees. Whatever breath I had escaped out of me quickly and I blacked out for a second. When I came to, Missy had flipped me onto my stomach and was in the process of handcuffing my hands behind my back.

“This is so you don’t get any ideas of where you can put your filthy hands,” she said cruelly. She pulled me to my knees by tugging the hair on the back of my head. Kim walked up to me quickly, grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my face to the front of the crotch of her dress. She writhed around and rubbed my face in so close that I could smell her wetness. Soon her dress started to ride up and I was presented with her tight pussy. I stuck my tongue out and began to move forward when Kim suddenly pulled away. She reared back and slapped me hard across the face.

“No!” she exclaimed. “Dogs like you aren’t meant to taste this pussy. You have to start at the bottom.” Missy kicked me in the center of my spine causing me to fall face first at Kim’s pumps. Before I got any more abuse, I began to lick clean the shiny, white heels. My tongue darted all around her shoes, occasionally slipping inside to taste her perfect arches or toe cleavage. Soon Missy walked around to the front and shoved her foot past Kim’s into my face. I accepted her shoe greedily, sucking on the entire tip of the black pump. While I slurped on the shoe, Missy slipped her foot out of it giving me a nose-full of her sweet foot odor. She kicked the heel out of my mouth then jammed her nyloned foot in. I sucked her hose-sheathed toes, savoring every moment while underneath me my cock had become rock hard yet again. Missy dropped to the floor in front of me while I continued suckling her perfect digits. I looked up, underneath Missy’s skirt, to see heaven, her tight pussy, throbbing with pleasure.

For a moment, I forgot about Kim, lost in the pleasure I was giving the goddess before me. I continued tonguing her feet and I noticed her pulling up her dress. I boldly started to go up her leg, tasting every bit of her strong calf muscles, alternating between each gorgeous leg. When I reached her knees, I could smell the wetness of her cunt and got even more excited than I already was. I tried to make a move upwards but she clamped her knees tightly around my head. Movement was impossible yet I saw paradise mere inches from my face. To tease me Missy raised her skirt and jammed her fingers into her moist box. As she plunged her hand in and out, deeper and deeper each time, I tried to move forward, but she held me strongly in her leg vise. Finally she came. When she shuddered with orgasm I was let free. I moved higher quickly but was stopped by Missy’s damp hand. I accepted into my mouth, licking off all of her sweet juices while she recovered from her climax.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I was terrified, not knowing whom it could be. I looked up to see both girls smiling.

Kim said, “I’ll hold him here while you go get his surprise.” Missy got up and went to the door and Kim sat down on my back pinning me to the floor, facing away from the door.

I heard Missy open the door and say, “I’m glad you could make it, I guess you got my faxes.” There was no response from the other party but seconds later I heard Missy escort her guest into the living room.

“Well there he is, do what you want with him,” giggled Missy, “just try not to get any blood on the floor.” High-heeled shoes clicked on the floor and came to a stop in front of my face. I recognized the pink pumps and the beautiful feet and legs they belonged to immediately. It was my former boss, Maria. Possibly the cruelest woman I had ever met, I feared her yet wanted her so badly. With her feet that close I felt I had nothing to lose so I began to kiss her pumps. She drew one back then kicked me in the face.

“Pick him up,” she ordered Kim. Kim got off my back and yanked me up by the hair. Soon I was on my feet facing Maria. She looked me in the eyes then, without saying a word, started caressing my chest. I watched her in her black business suit enjoying my body when suddenly the caressing became scratching. Her sharp pink nails gouged my chest and stomach. Being this close to her and her cruelty got me excited despite the pain. My cock rose and brushed against her skirt.

She whispered to me, “Oh, you like pain, do you? You little fucking pervert. I’m going to enjoy destroying you.” Her knee shot up into my unprotected balls and I lurched forward. She prevented me from falling and leveled knee after knee to my groin. Finally I passed out in a haze of black and red.

When I awakened I was tied spread-eagled and face-up in the center of the living room. The three women were chatting and laughing on the couch directly in front of me. They were seemingly oblivious of my consciousness. Despite my predicament I couldn’t help but admire the view.

Missy was seated on the right-hand side of the couch, smoking. Her soft red lips cradled the cigarette gently and her pearl white teeth shone in the light whenever she laughed, which was often. Maria was on the other end of the couch, also smoking. She appeared to be some sort of evil queen, beautiful in her viciousness; one could almost sense the cruelty hiding behind her eyes. Kim was seated in the middle. The smoke wafted around her and it appeared she was some sort of angel. Her blond hair and the twinkle in her eyes made her seem the perfect girl-next-door, certainly not the architect of my present situation.

Naturally my view drifted down to their legs. Three pairs of the most stunning, yet different, gams any man could ever hope to see. Kim’s were skinny, yet shapely. The smallest of the three, her legs were the least defined, but were, in a word, the cutest. Missy’s were what one might call athletic. It was as if her whole life had been spent on the treadmill defining, but not over-accentuating, each muscle. Maria’s were deadly. The oldest of the three, her legs had been shaped by years of office work, walking around in 3-inch heels and short skirts. It may not have been what got her to the top of her profession, but it certainly didn’t hurt.

As they conversed, they were animated in their movements. Their legs rubbed back and forth and kicked against the air. Somehow my body was able to ignore the pain and, even as I sat there motionless, my cock began to rise. I tried to look away, afraid that they might see, but it was too late. The image of the three women I wanted most in the world together in one place was burned into my mind and moments later my dick was completely rigid. Kim was the first to notice.

“Oh, look who’s… ‘up’,” she squealed gleefully. I tried to feign unconsciousness, but a light kick to my balls was enough to make me grunt. There was no use trying to fake anything now.

Maria flicked her cigarette butt onto my chest. Before it started to burn me, she arose and walked over to me then ground her sole down on top of the butt until she was sure it was out. She poised her shoe over my face then down onto my lips.

“Lick this clean while I tell you what we have decided for you,” she ordered. I figured it was best to do as I was told if I wanted to get out of here in one piece so I stuck my tongue out and licked. The taste was awful, but somehow with this goddess’ shoe over my head, I didn’t mind that much.

“What we have realized is that there are three of us and you only have two testicles for us to destroy,” she continued. At the word ‘destroy’ I stopped licking and gulped hard tasting the cigarette ash in the back of my throat. Surely they couldn’t be serious! Maria removed her heel from my face and resumed.

“So to combat this problem we have decided to give you an orgasm, your final orgasm actually. Each one of us will give you a hand job for one minute, and then we will alternate to the next one. Whoever makes you cum will be the unfortunate loser and will have to watch as the other two take away your manhood. We drew lots for the order and Missy came up first.” Missy slithered off the couch and in-between my open legs.

“Okay sweetheart, I want you to hold on for little Missy. Don’t go blowing your load now.” She grabbed my shaft lightly in her soft hands and began to stroke. I had gone somewhat soft at the fear of losing my balls but her expert touch brought me back to full arousal. Kim and Maria, not wanting to lose themselves took turns straddling my face, showing off their legs, ass and moist panties. Missy increased the speed and moments later a buzzer went off; her minute was up.

“Damn!” exclaimed Kim as she went down to her knees beside me. Her small hand just barely wrapped around my shaft; I think it was harder now than it had ever been. Maria continued her show, now joined by Missy. Normally I would have blown my load already, but I guess the fear kept me in check. As Kim pulled with all the might her tiny body could muster Missy bent down and began to kiss me. Soon her tongue found its way into my mouth and wrapped around mine. Seconds later the buzzer went off and it was Maria’s turn.

Making sure the others weren’t looking; she kicked my balls. The pointy toe of her pump made direct contact and the last thing on my mind was cumming. She cupped my injured balls in one hand and grabbed my cock roughly in the other. Her nails dug in and she began to pull. I was in such pain but my dick only responded by getting harder. Melissa whispered into Kim’s ear and they both giggled and kicked off their heels. They took turns; one would rub my face with the underside of their beautiful foot while the other would jam hers into my mouth, allowing me to taste them, then they would switch off. Meanwhile Maria was seemingly pulling my dick off, squeezing and pulling my balls in the other direction. When the buzzer went off and she released me I was seconds away from release.

Missy looked down disapprovingly at my bulging purple head, sighed, then went down to her knees and got started. It didn’t take long. Two strokes into it and I shot the biggest load I had ever shot.

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” exclaimed Missy. “You fucking asshole!” She punched my balls as hard as she could causing whatever semen was left in them to come dribbling out. Kim squealed with delight. After all she was the one most responsible for me being there and now she had the opportunity to annihilate one of my balls. Maria said nothing; she just smiled cruelly. Missy was still pissed. She wiped some of the semen off my stomach with her hand then shoved it in my mouth.

“There, asshole!” she screamed. “Taste the last bit of cum that will ever come out of those puny stones!” I gagged on the taste but had no choice but to swallow as she wiped her fingers off on my tongue.

“Why don’t you go first?” Maria said to Kim, finally breaking her silence. “I don’t think there will be much left of him when I’m through.” Kim wasted no time.

She leapt in-between my legs and shouted, “I’m going to take the left one!” She paused and looked perplexed. “Gee, I hadn’t thought about it. How am I going to do it? There are so many ways!” She got down on her knees and grabbed one nut in her small hand. “I could try to squeeze it,” she said as she applied pressure. My spent cock twitched at her touch but as the pressure built I began to scream.

“Oh, we can’t have that,” said Missy, placing her nyloned sole over my mouth. “Hmm, the vibrations from all his shouting have given me an idea.” She stripped off her panties then straddled my face, her clit right over my mouth.

“Go on, Kim! Give it to him!” she yelled. She squeezed, I screamed and Missy moaned. Squeeze, scream, moan, over and over, but Kim still hadn’t crushed a ball.

“I’ve got another idea,” I heard (through Missy’s legs) Kim say. I felt an odd warm sensation around the ball Kim had been abusing and soon realized she had sucked it into her mouth. Before I knew what was coming, she bit down.

I yelled even louder than before but it was muffled by Missy rubbing her pelvis up and down my face. I could taste her juices flowing rapidly but most of my senses were attuned to the sharp pain of Kim’s teeth piercing my soft tissue. I don’t know how I stayed conscious but the next thing I know I heard Kim shout “Damn!” as she released my ball from her mouth. Missy was humming as her clit pulsed rhythmically in my open mouth. I knew she had orgasmed several times but she showed no sign of getting up from her human vibrator, me.

“I guess I’m going to have to do this the old-fashioned way,” Kim said, exasperated. I had no idea what she meant until I felt her bare heel come crashing down onto my already battered nut. I was too beaten to scream, but Missy didn’t seem to mind. She kept her seat, maybe because she was spent, maybe because it was the best view of the proceedings, I don’t know. Two more times Kim’s heel came down. She paused and probed my testicle with her toe.

“Oooh, it’s all squishy and soft! I think it’s ready to go!” I felt her place her heel on my nut and slowly apply all her weight on it. She began to rock back-and-forth, giggling like a little girl. SQUISH! I heard a sound like a water balloon popping and slipped into unconsciousness.

When I awakened Missy had moved over to the couch and was stretched out basking in the enjoyment of her multiple orgasms. I still had her smell on me. Kim was seated in the reclining chair next to the couch gently fingering herself underneath her dress. Maria was standing directly in front of me or, to be more precise, on me. The heel of her pump pinned the pulp that was once my left testicle to the floor. When she realized I was awake she ground her heel in for effect then glowered at me.

“You little pervert. I read all your little stories about me and they made me sick. For my whole life men have treated me as a sex object. I had to work my ass off to get to the position I’m at now and all you care about is how my legs, tits and ass look. Well, it’s time you learned a little respect for women. You’ve already lost one of your precious little balls and rest assured you will lose the other as well. But I’m a sporting woman. I’m going to give you the chance of a lifetime. We’ll play a little game. Every time your ball survives a kick from me I will lose one article of clothing. If your ball can survive until I am completely nude you will get the fuck you’ve always wanted. The fuck you’ve always dreamed of.” She lifted her pump off my scrotum and rubbed my cock with it until it achieved some measure of rigidity again. She smiled. “I see you’re ready for round one.”

WHAM! Without any further warning the tip of her shoe drove into my remaining testicle. She bent down and pinched it between her thumb and forefinger and, finding it still intact, wordlessly removed her suit jacket. She put it on the chair next to Kim (who was watching the proceedings with rapt attention).

WHAM! This time she had a slight running start and the strength of the blow drove my nut into my pelvis bone. I grimaced and bit down on my lip from the pain, tears streaming down my face. She kicked my dick, which had flopped over onto my nutsack, lightly back then probed my nut with the toe of her pump. Still in one piece. She unbuttoned her blouse and placed it on top of her jacket. Kim had now increased the pace of her rubbing.

When Maria turned to face me the first thing I noticed was her nipples, hard as a rock and straining underneath her lace bra. WHAM! Another shot, another inspection and in one quick move her bra was off and flung on the couch next to Missy. “Just two more pieces,” she said grinning. I didn’t know which of us was anticipating the fuck more. The sight of Maria topless, her pert nipples standing straight out in sexual excitement made me hard again despite the enormous pain I felt (or maybe because of it).

She paused and reared back for the next kick, holding her leg in the air, measuring the distance. Somehow her aim was off (or was it intentional?) as she missed my balls all together and made a direct hit on my shaft, which had been standing nearly straight up. I howled in agony. Maria laughed and stripped off her skirt. When my eyes cleared from the pain I looked up to see her standing between my legs, hands on her hips. Her sheer black panties were stained with her wetness.

“Are you ready to get fucked?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Before I could answer, her foot stomped down on my sack. The heel of her pump punctured my enormously swollen right testicle. I heard a ‘pop’ that in reality wasn’t very loud, but to my ears sounded like a car tire blowout. I stayed conscious just long enough to see Maria stomp down two more times, assuring her the destruction of my manhood.

I returned to consciousness. I don’t know how long after that. It was dark and I was in my car outside my house. I was still naked but I was covered with paper. I turned the lights on inside the car and soon realized that the paper were printouts of my stories, the very ones that had gotten me into this predicament in the first place.

I inspected the damage done. My scrotal sac felt like a bag of pudding and every time I moved I felt like vomiting from the pain. My cock was scratched and cut in several places but still in fairly good shape, considering the abuse I had taken. As I went to get out of the car I saw a note taped to the steering wheel.

It read simply, “Ancient Chinese proverb: Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.”