It All Started with a Razor

It all started with a razor

By Bdanman

Part One

"George! Get up here now!" Liz yelled down from the loft into the family room where she could see her twin brother lounging on the couch.

"I'm busy!" he yelled back.

"Did you use my razor again?!"

"No!" he exclaimed looking up at her as she waved the razor at him.

"Well these aren't my hairs on here."

"Fuck off, Liz!" he shouted back.

"If you don't get up here in two seconds, I'm going to start breaking Xbox games..." she warned knowing this was the only thing that would get a rise out of her brother.

As she figured, George jumped off the couch and headed quickly for the stairs.

"Don't touch them!" he screamed as he made his way upstairs seeing Liz standing there in her bath towel holding the razor up with an annoyed look on her face.

"Did you use my razor?" she asked again.

"Mine looked rusty. I couldn't risk shaving my nuts with that thing!" he laughed.

"Ewwww! Are these seriously your ball hairs on this thing?" she said as she bent over acting like she was going to puke in disgust.

"Liz. I told you my razor was rusty..." he replied candidly.

She wasn't sure at first if he was joking but now obviously she could see he wasn't. Her eyes went ablaze with anger.

"So what else of mine do you use?" she said as she placed her hand on her hip.

"Hmmm...well I do use that expensive lotion of yours to jerk off with." he replied with a smile knowing this would really piss her off.

As if her eyes didn't scream anger enough before, he knew this particular look as she began to charge at him. Liz lunged at George and forcefully tackled him to the ground, pinning him down by his shoulders. George laughed out at his obvious success in getting her riled up.

"You should be playing linebacker on my football team!" he said continuing to laugh.

"This isn't funny, George. I'm pissed!" she yelled looking down over him.

"Well how do you think I feel when you run out that lotion?" he asked with a smirk.

Liz had heard enough and roughly slapped her brother across the face with her open hand. George only momentarily stopped smiling and rubbed his cheek before continuing on his quest to annoy her.

"You hit like a girl!" he laughed as he reached out and yanked at his sister's towel causing it to come off leaving her completely surprised and naked.

He blurted out laughing as his sister's bare breasts now hung, dangling over his face.

"Ohhhhhh I just love me some tig old bitties!" he exclaimed trying to further anger his sister.

Liz now blind with rage, resorted to something she'd never done to her brother before, which caught him completely by surprise. She quickly reached her hand back and snaked it down the front on his gym shorts, bypassing his cock to clamp down on his most precious and fragile assets. She squeezed for all she was worth as George let out a blood curdling scream, trying to buck her off of him.

She smirked down at him as he struggled while she crushed his nuts.

"Mom gave me a little self defense lesson last week after I started dating Brian. She told me that all you need to do to render any man useless is to grab him by the nuts."

"Let them go!" he cried out.

"I don't think you've learned your lesson quite yet." she replied as she roughly yanked and twisted his nuts causing him to scream out in agony again.

"You're crushing them!" he exclaimed.

Ignoring him, she continued to enjoy the control she has over her bigger and stronger sibling.

"What's it like having your sister have so much control over you?" she asked.

"LET GO!!!" he cried out again.

"Mom told me that with just three fingers and one testicle, I could bring a man to tears. Want to try it out?" she asked with a devilish smirk.

"No, please! Please don't!" he pleaded.

Imagining how much of her expensive lotion made its way onto his dirty cock, she took no mercy on her brother and quickly took hold of his left testicle crushing between her thumb, pointer, and middle fingers. A new type of high pitched scream left her brother's mouth as she squeezed down on it. Tears began to form in his eyes and he had lost his ability to plead for the sake of his manhood. Liz could tell by the look in his eyes that he feared her and she was loving every minute of it.

"If I had known it was this easy to beat you, I would've squeezed your little nuts a long time ago!" she cackled thinking back at all the times her older brother had dominated her.

All he could do was stare up at her with his teary eyes begging for her mercy. His body was frozen and his mind knew of only one thing in this moment, which was pain.

"I'll make you a deal, Georgie. If you go out right now and buy me a new razor and five jars of my lotion, I'll let you keep this nut. Do we have a deal?"

Knowing he could not afford all of that, he laid in silence and his eyes cried even more than they already had for her mercy.

"Ok, ok...two jars now and three jars over the next three months?" she asked realizing her initial unrealistic demands.

He quickly nodded his head in agreement and Liz let go of her hold on his testicle, allowing her brother to become a functioning human again. George curled up into a ball as Liz got up and stood over him.

"Open up your legs, George," she demanded with a kick in the ass. George rolled over onto his back and looked up at his still fully nude sibling, with fear again in his eyes.

"Please, Liz. I've had enough," he begged profusely.

Liz lifted up her hand and made a tight fist, warning him to comply with her demands.

"Open. Your. Legs," she asked again firmly.

As George looked up at his sister, he realized just how weak he was having these balls hanging from his body and knew to resist her demands would be futile. He put his head back, staring up to the ceiling, and opened up his legs.

"Now take off your shorts," she demanded trying to humiliate him further.

"What? No!" he replied loudly.

Not wanting to mess around or negotiate further, Liz bent down and roughly yanked George's shorts off, leaving him exposed from the waist down. He looked up at her in embarrassment.

"And this is for yanking off my towel!" she shouted as she launched her foot between his parted legs with a loud smack as her foot met his testicles square on. George cried out as his balls seared with unspeakable pain and he again rolled up in a ball to avoid the further onslaught.

"I will give you five minutes to get up and get to the store, otherwise...Well, I think you know the otherwise" she laughed as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Part Two

George mustered up all of the energy he could to make his way to the local pharmacy to pick up a razor and the lotion he had been coerced into getting by his sister.

As he limped into the store, he first made his way to the cosmetics aisle. As he looked through the aisle, one of his football buddies noticed George from afar and took note of the aisle he saw George looking through. He couldn't pass up an opportunity to rag on his buddy a little.

As George continued to intently scope the aisle, he finally located the lotion as his buddy had snuck up behind him as he bent over to grab a couple containers of it on the bottom shelf.

"Hey, George!" his buddy yelled into George's ear from behind causing him to jump up and turnaround.

"Jesus, Mike. You scared the shit out of me!"

"Yeah, well I just wanted to come over and give you this..." Mike said as he quickly darted the back of his hand out, making a direct connection with George's already sore nuts.

George screamed out and fell to his knees, holding his balls in agony.

"Enjoy your lotion, queer," Mike said with a laugh as he walked leaving George on the ground in embarrassment, holding himself.

It took a few minutes before George composed himself and he quickly made his way to the register, just wanting to get out of the store as two young girls had snickered at him and mockingly held their crotches as he began to rise to his feet earlier. He was beginning to feel cursed for having these two objects dangling between his legs.

As George walked into the door of the house, he saw his sister at the top of the stairs.

"Hurry up and bring that stuff upstairs. I'm going to be late for my date." she demanded while tapping her toe in impatience.

George slowly made his way up the stairs and handed the shopping bag over to his sister.

"About damn time..." she said snatching it from him.

As she looked in she noticed something was missing and her eyes flashed with anger.

"Where the fuck is my new razor?" she asked.

George's heart and stomach simultaneously collapsed as he realized his grave mistake.

"I meant to get it! I'm sorry! I can go back..." he pleaded.

"I don't have time for that!" she yelled back.

"Can't you just use that razor one more time? I'll clean it out for you and everything!" he said meekly trying to bargain with her.

"Use that razor? That disgusting razor...That's your brilliant plan to fix this?"

She scoffed in disbelief that he would even suggest such a thing.

As soon as George opened his mouth to reply, his sister quickly reached out and expertly snatched up her brother's nuts, stopping him dead in his tracks.

"I really thought you valued these, Georgie... guess I was wrong," she said as she began to squeeze down on them, causing him to begin pleading again.

"Please, Liz. Please let them go!" he cried out.

"So what are you going to do to make this up to me?" she asked.

"Anything! I'll do anything!" he replied literally willing to do almost anything to end the agony he was in.

"Anything, huh?" she asked inquisitively as she crushed down on them even harder.

"Yes! Yes!" he cried out into the air in unspeakable pain.

"You'll do all my laundry?" she asked.

"Yes!" he replied quickly.

"You'll clean my room whenever I ask?" she added.

"Yes!" he blurted out.

"Oh, wow. That's all very thoughtful of you, Georgie. Thanks!" she said with a smirk.

He was hanging on by a thread and wasn't sure how much longer he could withstand her crushing grip on his testicles. Absolutely defeated, he rested his head on Liz's shoulder and his body began to shake.

"Funny how these two little organs can cause so much pain, huh?" she said now just trying to toy with him.

"I'm so glad I have this strong pussy between my legs and not these fragile balls of yours. Seems like an evolutionary curse if you ask me...." she added.

George remained silent and frozen in pain and she began to realize that she should probably end this soon as she didn't want to mess with driving him to the emergency room.

"Ok, ok. I have just one final request, little Georgie."

"Will you act as a self defense dummy for me and a couple of my girlfriends tomorrow?"

George's eyes went wide and he whimpered pathetically in response.

"Please, Liz...." he begged faintly as he mustered up all he could just to get those two words out.

"We need to learn how to protect ourselves from big, strong men like you, Georgie." she said with an evil cackle.

"You can end this now if you would just agree..." she added.

Sensing no end in sight or mercy from his sister's wrath, George nodded his head in agreement as his sister released her hold of him, letting him crumple to the ground in a heap as she walked into the bathroom.

As she closed the door, she left George with one parting remark....

"Oh, and George...I forgot to clarify one little bitty thing earlier. You will be our NAKED self defense dummy tomorrow." she said with a giggle.

"Rest up, champ," she added as she closed the bathroom door shut.

"What the hell have I gotten myself into?" George thought to himself as he laid on the floor holding his balls.