Short Story: Blast From The Past (Patreon)

This story is about half the length of my usual story, an experiment to see if I can make stories more often if I go with shorter ones on occasion. 

“That’s right. Hold like that. Give me just a minute…”

Her voice was breathy and deep, what us cultured types might call a mommy voice. As she spoke, she leaned in close to me, and I shuddered as her voluptuous body grazed my own.

She wore an open black denim jacket that was a little too small for her, not covering up much at all and only going down to her navel. It served only to frame her enormous, round bosom, covered ever so slightly by a dark blue cropped tube top. This bared her midriff and nearly everything else, as it was pulled so low as to not only put a deep cleavage on full display but allow a hint of areola to peek out past the fabric as well.

A matching black denim mini-skirt rode snugly on her hips and little else, her thick thighs threatening to burst free in full view save for the feint layer of dark pantyhose that hugged her long, luscious legs. Shapely, powerful, a pair of legs any heterosexual man would dream to be between… and for some of us, the kind of leg that we’d love to let step all over us. And of course, those legs led down to a pair of high heeled stilettos which only amplified her figure and made her seem taller than she really was.

Her wavy, shoulder-length hair was dyed blue fading to black roots, creating a cool look. Her face, serious as it was, was absolutely gorgeous with the iciest blue eyes I’d ever seen. She’d been glaring right through me from the moment I saw her… what a lucky find I’d made that night.

I couldn’t help but shudder a bit as her chest brushed against me. As if the areola didn’t make that clear enough, she was braless, her breasts swaying loosely, a faint hint of nipple pushing against her fabric… I could almost feel them dig into my chest as she leaned into me.

Clack.

In a matter of moments, without even having a good view, she’d locked the handcuffs around my wrists. She backed me up against a lamppost, my arms forced past it - with the cuffs, I was trapped in place. They weren’t so tight that it was painful but I certainly wasn’t going anywhere.

She backed away, bathing in the lamp light… something about that look she gave me, I got this uncanny feeling. Something… familiar, that I couldn’t put my finger on…

Granted, I wasn’t looking at her face very often.

She ran her fingernails up my torso, until her hands could grip my shoulders. Her look was intense as her voice became a low growl, “Ready to get started if you are.”

“Ohhhh please do.” I quivered. “I’m ready!”

“No you’re not.” she warned, biting her bottom lip as she reared her leg back. “Believe me. You’re about to get your money’s worth and then some…”

Yes, it’s true. She’s a prostitute, and the finest I ever saw.

With a stunning amount of speed, she powered her knee between my legs, sending it sailing right into my groin. A flash of panty and a hefty bounce of her breasts accompanied the impact as she nailed my balls with expert precision.

With a howl I jolted forward, pain and pleasure echoing through my scream. She let her knee grind against my testicles, her vivacious thighs continuing to ripple from the initial impact.

If not for the handcuffs I’d have collapsed from this shot alone. As it was, I was doubled over, my face tantalizingly close to her chest. So close in fact that I could nearly peer down her tube top. I was trying to do just that in the moment, so I didn’t even notice the shift in her legs…

Before I knew it, her opposing knee had thrust itself into my crotch, blasting my nuts a second time. I was brought up to my tiptoes by this one, moaning intensely. I LOVED BB, and this girl was giving me all I could handle…

“Hmph. You like that?” she asked with a wry smile, as if my reaction hadn’t made it clear enough. She crossed her arms just beneath her dancing breasts.

“Ohhhhh, it’s the dream, babe…” I shuddered.

She nodded. “Yours and mine alike. Gotta say, I can’t believe you paid out the nose for this. Hmhmhm… I’d have been happy to do it for free.”

As she said this, she stepped backwards and lined her foot up with my testes, letting the top of it brush delicately against my delicates. She adjusted a bit as she gauged the distance and continued, “I’ve been thinking about kicking you in the balls for years, Randy…”

My face contorted into confusion as well as pain. I was certain I hadn’t given her my name yet. As she reared her powerful leg back for another vicious strike, I glanced up at her face. It was the first time I’d looked at it for more than a second.

The realization struck me an instant before her stiletto did the same. Her scything toe kick was a wicked one, she fired off this kick with the speed of a lightning bolt and it hit home. She must’ve been an experienced ballbuster to get me this dead-on each time.

This time I fell in the only way I could, dropping straight to my knees, my voice raising an octave from the sting. God it hurt so gooood… my dick danced as my balls went aflame.

Meekly I glanced up at my abuser, my eyes trailing slowly up the dangerously sensuous legs, breezing briefly past the wondrous upskirt and looking beyond her heavy breasts to stare into her chilling eyes.

“...D-... Dana…?” I uttered.

She smirked. “Ohh how nice, you finally remembered…”

I hadn’t seen her since middle school. I used to have such a crush on that chick… to think I’d meet her again like this all these years later!

My reminiscing was cut short by her stepping on my genitals. I groaned painfully as she dug her long sharp heel into my balls. “Nnnnggrrr, nice to… catch up with you…!” I moaned.

“Likewise. Yeah, this is exactly how I hoped our reunion would go.” she chuckled. “Don’t look so big from up here. Hmph, don’t feel too big beneath my foot either… all those years picking on me, it’s come back to haunt you, hasn’t it?”

I gulped. I guess she remembers those days a little less fondly than I do. It’s true, I was sadly one of those kids that picked on the folks they liked. Mostly innocuous stuff really, making fun of her and such. But I suppose when it’s something that happens every day for entire semesters at a time, yeah, that can leave a pretty sour impression…

“Ah… Dana, um, let me explain…” I groaned, but she knelt down and cupped my mouth.

“Nah. None of that.” she retorted, pulling out a ball gag and forcing it between my teeth. She grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look into her steely eyes. “I only need to hear groans of pain from you. Nothing more.”

Hot as this was, it was also beginning to scare me. She wasn’t looking to get me off, she was looking for revenge… how far was she about to go for it…?

She grabbed me by the lapel and dragged me to my feet, shoving me roughly against the lamppost. Then she knelt down… this time I could definitely see down her shirt, catching a hint of hard nipple as she grabbed me by the belt and yanked my pants to the ground.

With only my boxers covering my junk, my bulge was very obvious, my erection bobbing furiously. She bent down, taking a moment to study what she was working with.

“...Hmm. To be fair, your dick is average… it’s just that you’ve got tiny little raisins instead of NUTS.” she chided, growling that last word through grit teeth as she punched me square in the testicles, her fist pounding just underneath my erection.

Her arms definitely didn’t pack the same strength as her legs, but my balls were sensitive at this point so it was a debilitating blow nonetheless.

My senses were in overdrive from the pain, lust and panic surging through me. My heart was beating so fast I was sure it’d fly out of my chest. I had no idea how this would end, yet somehow I was looking forward to finding out.

My eyes were clenched shut from the punch. The moment I opened them again, I was stunned at the sight of her from behind. She’d turned around and bent down slightly, showing me her ass for the first time. It was large, shapely and tightly packed within her leather skirt, so much so that I could make out the cheeks.

“Like that…?” she asked, as she briefly shook it… goodness, that ass desperately wanted to slip out. Jiggling and bounding, far too large for that skirt.

It was hypnotic, entrancing… and above all, totally distracting.

No surprise, then, that I didn’t even notice her heel rising up between my legs, until atleast she completed the back kick to my groin. If not for the ball gag, my howl would’ve been heard all around the neighborhood, I’m positive of that.

This one just racked me and she knew it, cackling dryly at my reaction. “Ahhh, it’s the ones you don’t see coming that hit the hardest…”

I was in a whirlwind of emotions… part of me wished that I could beg her to stop. The other part of me was glad that I couldn’t. Even more so as she bent over to give me an even better look at her ass, her skirt sliding up to reveal wondrous bared flesh hanging above her pantyhose. And as if that wasn’t enough, she took the time to step out of her stilettos, her feet now bared save for the stocking covering…

Man what a woman Dana turned out to be… shame she didn’t like me, but quite the stroke of fortune that she chose this way to show it!

I knew what had to be coming next, but that didn’t stop me from gazing at her immaculate ass. Actually, no… knowing just egged me on.

She put her hands to the ground, planting herself down so as to really put her all into this next one. With full force, she thrust her leg backward, her foot sailing towards where else but my barely protected balls, a wicked mule kick! The bottom of her foot slammed my genitals into my pelvis, nearly crushing them.

Dana held it like that, her bared ass quivering, thighs jiggling madly as her long leg remained extended, her foot grinding into my crotch. And with no warning she reversed legs, slamming her opposing leg into my groin too!

This one went a bit higher, blasting against my rock hard cock, pinning my thinly protected erection against my abdomen. And once again her foot ground into her target, driving me wild with lust and pleasure as her heel slid up my shaft, the dainty balls of her foot pressing hard into the bottom of my prick.

“Like that…? Hm? Heheheh… well you’re getting a lot more of it.” she cooed.

She wasn’t kidding. Dana continued this process, mule kicking me rapidly, her alternating feet pummeling my dick and balls. She nailed me over and over and over, before finally finishing me with a double kick, both feet crushing my junk.

As her feet dug into me, I could feel something building up within me… I was getting closer and closer to a climax. I bit hard into my gag and groaned intently as she had her way with my manhood.

She wriggled and shook her magnificent lower half, nearly entirely bared for me to see… the feeling only intensified. I was losing it. Just needed a few more moments…

But as if she knew, she stopped right on time to prevent that, her feet slinking away from my junk. I was shaking like a leaf, thrusting my pelvis forward to try and desperately get that last little bit of friction I needed.

Dana turned to me and hopped up to her feet dramatically, causing an enormous bounce of her heaving, heavenly breasts, which once again threatened to slip free. She smirked and stared right into my eyes.

“This fun for you…? Because it’s a reeaaal trip for me. After all this time… this little role reversal is therapy to me.” she growled. “I’ve got total power over you, Randy. I can do anything I want to you. Anything I want…”

She stepped forward and grabbed me by the balls, giving them a solid squeeze as she finished, “...to THESE.”

My shaking just kept going, quivering as my genitals were totally forfeit to her. She kept on, “I own you. You know that? I can do anything I want with it. I could crush it… I just might do it, and there’s nothing you can do about it. I own your manhood… understand…?”

I nodded my head frantically, utterly terrified and horny in equal measure. She wasn’t wrong, she owned me. In that moment, I was ready for her judgment…

Slowly she released me and starting sliding her hand up my crotch, teasing my dick once again and continuing up my torso and to my chin. She put her nose to mine… I could feel her breath on me as she whispered, “If they break, they break.”

With that she backed up, her thicc body wiggling with her every motion, her frosty eyes locked onto my crotch. She even hopped up and down a bit, getting bouncier by the moment… she looked like a femme fatal straight out of a movie, ready to destroy the hero and make him beg beneath her feet.

Finally, she charged towards me, building up a head of steam before slamming a thicc thigh hard as could be into my nads with a loud THWAK, lifting me off my feet. God this one was an amazing shot... 

This of course doubled me over once more, and as a result I had an up-close view as her tits finally escaped their confines, her tube top slipping down to her stomach. Her massive breasts were gorgeous and as she drove her whole body into her attack, I felt that they were very soft as well as they ended up pushing into my face…

I didn’t stand a chance. I came and came hard, harder than I’d ever experienced. My moan was even more muffled than it had been, yet louder than ever as I howled into her bosom.

As she stepped backwards, stuffing her breasts back into her top, my whole body hung limp, hold the lamppost I was locked to keeping me on my feet.

“Hmhmhm… guess they still work. Just made a real mess of your boxers, didn’t you?” Dana cackled. “You know what…? I won’t crush ‘em. I think seeing you squirm like that is satisfaction enough. Besides, if you lose your balls, I won’t be able to kick ‘em around anymore. And I DEFINITELY want to do this again… heh, plenty more in mind for what I could do to you. And next time, it’s on the house.”

Dana reached into her skirt, seemingly into her panties and pulled out a small key. The key to my cuffs, presumably. She proceeded to toss it towards my feet. “...You figure out how to get free.” she shrugged casually. “Oh yeah, one more thing. Next time I see you, Randy…?”

She proceeded to slide her right leg back. I was as helpless as ever…

“It’s on sight.” she declared, before hopping up into a wicked jump kick…