glennpeach13
12-30-2011, 06:30 PM
So I was watching cut throat island with Gena Davis today and it inspired me to write my first ballbusting story, based around pirates no less! It's not very well written, I'm no author, but I hope it;s enjoyed regardless!
As I walked in to the gloomy tavern in search of the infamous pirate Scurvy Sam, I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. Afterall this was the pirate who had all the fearsome looking men I asked for his whereabouts shake in their very boots at the mere mention of his name. There were stories of course, but I found no one who would tell me anything or fear of a brutal retaliation from the man in question. I only knew of his current whereabouts from paying a blind beggar in the street who quickly ran from the area. I ordered a whiskey at the bar and asked the barman which of the thugs currently occupying the premises was scurvy Sam. At the mention of his name the barmans face dropped and he glanced for a split second at the shadowy figure with a large tricorne with a white swan feather sticking out of it in the corner sipping on a rum. He then busied himself cleaning a glass trying hard not to draw any attention to himself. I put the money on the bar, swallowed my whiskey in one and walked over to the figure to which the barman glanced upon.
As I pushed past the foul men littering the bar, the putative scurvy Sam begin to look a little… off. The first thing I noticed was his build… a lot smaller than the rest of the men around though it was hard to tell under the large leather coat he had adorned, though his face was mostly obscured by the hat his jaw didn’t seem at all strong, and was very smooth, he must shave oft, and as I drew closer still, I caught a scent of … no … it couldn’t be… perfume…?
“Are you ... excuse me… are you scurvy Sam?”
The figure looked up so I could see his face for the first time except… it wasn’t a he… it was a woman… the most beautiful woman I think I have ever laid eyes upon; she was older than me, late 20s, maybe 30, she had beautiful blue eyes with perfect curly brown hair poking out under her hat. I could see now that I was close she possessed a stunning body, slim waist but with a large heaving bosom and a dainty neck… this couldn’t be scurvy Sam…
“Who wants to know?”
she said very calmly and deliberately.
“Oh.. I never mind… haha I was looking for scurvy Sam, the feared pirate, but you’re a woman!”
In a flash she had reached over the table and grabbed my balls tight, I let out a breathless squeak and felt her hands grip my balls harder and she leaned her face into mine close enough to kiss… I couldn’t help but notice that I could see clearly down her top now, her corset was doing a good job of extenuating her perfect boobs. She licked her red perfect lips and smiled while I squirmed fruitlessly in her iron grasp. A few of the other patrons in the bar began to stare, some were laughing, but a quick glance from the woman had them silenced and looking back at their drinks shyly.
“UggggghhhH!!! My God…! My balls! What th-“
“I’d stop struggling if I were you laddie… It’s only going to hurt more…” She said seductively “Now… What has a scrawny little man like you in a bar like this looking for none other than yours truly? Make it quick.” She added with another squeeze
“Awwghhh!! I have a map! Treasure! I need your help to get treasure!”
Her expression didn’t change, she continued to smile at me as she raised an eyebrow
“Treasure you say? And what makes you think I’d help you … you’ve a lot of BALLS *She gives my balls a little twist* coming to me laddie… any of these seadogs could have taken you where you want to go”
I was dancing from foot to foot on the spot in agony, the pain swelling up from my balls to the pit of my stomach, I was doubled over her hand gripping my sensitive balls. Any attempts to take her hand away only resulted in her squeezing tighter, I was quickly regretting my decision…
“mmmggh… I’ll split it with you .. 50/50! The Treasures at dead-mans cove!”
With the mention of dead man’s cove her grip loosened slightly and her face dropped for a second. Scurvy Sam was rumoured to be the only pirate to come back alive from dead man’s cove… She then grabbed my balls again with fresh vigour.
“Ohh my GoD!!!!”
“What’s this treasure laddie, why would I go back to that hell?! Quick! Or you’ll have no balls left!”
“awwwgh!! It’s the stash of an old Spanish gold ship! Thought lost *groan* I swear if you can get me there I’ll find the treasure!! “
She ponders for a second and rests her chin on her hand very casually, still gripping my balls… I’ve never felt pain like it, my eyes are watering and my balls feel like they’re in a vice ready to explode, she thinks for what seems like an eternity
“ok… I’ll do it… for 75% of the gold”
“Whaat?! No way th-“
She grips my balls harder than I thought imaginable and twists them while she smiles and looks at me amused
“You’re in no position to bargain my young friend” she purrs “Tell me… does it hurt? I’ve bought hundreds of men to their knees… many twice your size, just by going for their weak spot. Come to think of it, my price has gone up, it’s now 75% and I get to kick you in the balls right here and now, partly because you’ve been testing my patience and party because I find it so damn amusing that I can put you in so much pain that I’ll never *she leans in closer* ever. experience.”
And she kisses me on the cheek teasing me with her perfect lips. I take one glance at her heeled pirate boots, she has buckles across the toes which are only going to hurt more. But what choice do I have? Plus 25% of the booty is still a huge amount of money.
“ok ok!! Just please let go of my balls!! Please! I beg”
She very slowly lets go and pulls her hand away before sitting back on her seat, crossing her legs and taking a sip of her whisky, I can see a satisfied smile grow on her face as I sink to the floor holding my poor balls and moaning into the wooden floor. I look across at her skirt under the table and can’t help but think how she put me in so much pain and was able to get what she wants by grabbing my balls and there was nothing I could do back because she doesn’t have any. I also occurred to me that although she has no idea how much it hurts and never will, she was still happy enough to put me in this insane amount of pain on a whim. I lay there for another 5 minutes before I was able to sit up opposite her on the table, still clutching my balls. She had just finished her whiskey and looked at me curiously, but entertained.
“Do they hurt laddie? Your balls” She smiled as she said it, clearly very amused”
“Yes.” I groaned
“I’m glad, let that be a warning as to how I treat my crew who don’t pull their weight… you should get some rest. Tomorrow I’ll assemble our crew. Meet me at the end of the pier at first light.”
She stood up and gestured towards the door, I obliged.
“This trip won’t be -”
she began as we headed for the door. But was interrupted mid sentence by a large scary looking man, most definitely a pirate who had stumbled into her path and spilt his drink on her, everyone in the bar stopped and watched with bated breath.
“You just spilt your drink on me.”
“Ohh yeah?! And what’s a pretty little thing like you going to do about it eh love?”
Sam smiled and pulled up her skirt slightly revealing her beautiful stocking clad legs, adorned with her dainty buckled pirate boots. He looked down distracted by the sight below him. Her leg instantly shot up and she kneed him right in the balls. Everyone in the bar gasped as the man let out a long low groan and fell the floor clutching his aching manhood for all his life.
“Awwwgh! God you bitch! Nggh my balls!” He said between moans and he kicked his legs on the floor and sucked in the dust at her feet.
“Enjoy that pain in your balls, love”
she said as the confidently strode out of the bar. I watched shocked, my balls still sensitive from the brutal squeezing they had endured not moments ago, as I saw the door close I quickly chased after her, she was waiting for me just outside.
“Tomorrow. First light. Oh and laddie…”
She held out her small hand. I went to shake it, but as soon as I reach out her foot shot out and she kicked me in the balls really hard. All the air escaped from my lungs as I fell to the ground, she was still holding my hand and watching with curiosity what she had just done. My balls felt like they were going to explode from her kick, I couldn’t even talk as I writhed on the ground in agony. She let my hand go and leaned in so her mouth was right in my ear… “
I was hoping you hadn’t forgot that little part of our deal… Get used to it laddie… there’ll be plenty more where that came from…”
and with that she stood up tall and walked off giggling to herself while I was left face first on the cold ground writhing around holding my aching balls waiting for the pain to subside…
As I walked in to the gloomy tavern in search of the infamous pirate Scurvy Sam, I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. Afterall this was the pirate who had all the fearsome looking men I asked for his whereabouts shake in their very boots at the mere mention of his name. There were stories of course, but I found no one who would tell me anything or fear of a brutal retaliation from the man in question. I only knew of his current whereabouts from paying a blind beggar in the street who quickly ran from the area. I ordered a whiskey at the bar and asked the barman which of the thugs currently occupying the premises was scurvy Sam. At the mention of his name the barmans face dropped and he glanced for a split second at the shadowy figure with a large tricorne with a white swan feather sticking out of it in the corner sipping on a rum. He then busied himself cleaning a glass trying hard not to draw any attention to himself. I put the money on the bar, swallowed my whiskey in one and walked over to the figure to which the barman glanced upon.
As I pushed past the foul men littering the bar, the putative scurvy Sam begin to look a little… off. The first thing I noticed was his build… a lot smaller than the rest of the men around though it was hard to tell under the large leather coat he had adorned, though his face was mostly obscured by the hat his jaw didn’t seem at all strong, and was very smooth, he must shave oft, and as I drew closer still, I caught a scent of … no … it couldn’t be… perfume…?
“Are you ... excuse me… are you scurvy Sam?”
The figure looked up so I could see his face for the first time except… it wasn’t a he… it was a woman… the most beautiful woman I think I have ever laid eyes upon; she was older than me, late 20s, maybe 30, she had beautiful blue eyes with perfect curly brown hair poking out under her hat. I could see now that I was close she possessed a stunning body, slim waist but with a large heaving bosom and a dainty neck… this couldn’t be scurvy Sam…
“Who wants to know?”
she said very calmly and deliberately.
“Oh.. I never mind… haha I was looking for scurvy Sam, the feared pirate, but you’re a woman!”
In a flash she had reached over the table and grabbed my balls tight, I let out a breathless squeak and felt her hands grip my balls harder and she leaned her face into mine close enough to kiss… I couldn’t help but notice that I could see clearly down her top now, her corset was doing a good job of extenuating her perfect boobs. She licked her red perfect lips and smiled while I squirmed fruitlessly in her iron grasp. A few of the other patrons in the bar began to stare, some were laughing, but a quick glance from the woman had them silenced and looking back at their drinks shyly.
“UggggghhhH!!! My God…! My balls! What th-“
“I’d stop struggling if I were you laddie… It’s only going to hurt more…” She said seductively “Now… What has a scrawny little man like you in a bar like this looking for none other than yours truly? Make it quick.” She added with another squeeze
“Awwghhh!! I have a map! Treasure! I need your help to get treasure!”
Her expression didn’t change, she continued to smile at me as she raised an eyebrow
“Treasure you say? And what makes you think I’d help you … you’ve a lot of BALLS *She gives my balls a little twist* coming to me laddie… any of these seadogs could have taken you where you want to go”
I was dancing from foot to foot on the spot in agony, the pain swelling up from my balls to the pit of my stomach, I was doubled over her hand gripping my sensitive balls. Any attempts to take her hand away only resulted in her squeezing tighter, I was quickly regretting my decision…
“mmmggh… I’ll split it with you .. 50/50! The Treasures at dead-mans cove!”
With the mention of dead man’s cove her grip loosened slightly and her face dropped for a second. Scurvy Sam was rumoured to be the only pirate to come back alive from dead man’s cove… She then grabbed my balls again with fresh vigour.
“Ohh my GoD!!!!”
“What’s this treasure laddie, why would I go back to that hell?! Quick! Or you’ll have no balls left!”
“awwwgh!! It’s the stash of an old Spanish gold ship! Thought lost *groan* I swear if you can get me there I’ll find the treasure!! “
She ponders for a second and rests her chin on her hand very casually, still gripping my balls… I’ve never felt pain like it, my eyes are watering and my balls feel like they’re in a vice ready to explode, she thinks for what seems like an eternity
“ok… I’ll do it… for 75% of the gold”
“Whaat?! No way th-“
She grips my balls harder than I thought imaginable and twists them while she smiles and looks at me amused
“You’re in no position to bargain my young friend” she purrs “Tell me… does it hurt? I’ve bought hundreds of men to their knees… many twice your size, just by going for their weak spot. Come to think of it, my price has gone up, it’s now 75% and I get to kick you in the balls right here and now, partly because you’ve been testing my patience and party because I find it so damn amusing that I can put you in so much pain that I’ll never *she leans in closer* ever. experience.”
And she kisses me on the cheek teasing me with her perfect lips. I take one glance at her heeled pirate boots, she has buckles across the toes which are only going to hurt more. But what choice do I have? Plus 25% of the booty is still a huge amount of money.
“ok ok!! Just please let go of my balls!! Please! I beg”
She very slowly lets go and pulls her hand away before sitting back on her seat, crossing her legs and taking a sip of her whisky, I can see a satisfied smile grow on her face as I sink to the floor holding my poor balls and moaning into the wooden floor. I look across at her skirt under the table and can’t help but think how she put me in so much pain and was able to get what she wants by grabbing my balls and there was nothing I could do back because she doesn’t have any. I also occurred to me that although she has no idea how much it hurts and never will, she was still happy enough to put me in this insane amount of pain on a whim. I lay there for another 5 minutes before I was able to sit up opposite her on the table, still clutching my balls. She had just finished her whiskey and looked at me curiously, but entertained.
“Do they hurt laddie? Your balls” She smiled as she said it, clearly very amused”
“Yes.” I groaned
“I’m glad, let that be a warning as to how I treat my crew who don’t pull their weight… you should get some rest. Tomorrow I’ll assemble our crew. Meet me at the end of the pier at first light.”
She stood up and gestured towards the door, I obliged.
“This trip won’t be -”
she began as we headed for the door. But was interrupted mid sentence by a large scary looking man, most definitely a pirate who had stumbled into her path and spilt his drink on her, everyone in the bar stopped and watched with bated breath.
“You just spilt your drink on me.”
“Ohh yeah?! And what’s a pretty little thing like you going to do about it eh love?”
Sam smiled and pulled up her skirt slightly revealing her beautiful stocking clad legs, adorned with her dainty buckled pirate boots. He looked down distracted by the sight below him. Her leg instantly shot up and she kneed him right in the balls. Everyone in the bar gasped as the man let out a long low groan and fell the floor clutching his aching manhood for all his life.
“Awwwgh! God you bitch! Nggh my balls!” He said between moans and he kicked his legs on the floor and sucked in the dust at her feet.
“Enjoy that pain in your balls, love”
she said as the confidently strode out of the bar. I watched shocked, my balls still sensitive from the brutal squeezing they had endured not moments ago, as I saw the door close I quickly chased after her, she was waiting for me just outside.
“Tomorrow. First light. Oh and laddie…”
She held out her small hand. I went to shake it, but as soon as I reach out her foot shot out and she kicked me in the balls really hard. All the air escaped from my lungs as I fell to the ground, she was still holding my hand and watching with curiosity what she had just done. My balls felt like they were going to explode from her kick, I couldn’t even talk as I writhed on the ground in agony. She let my hand go and leaned in so her mouth was right in my ear… “
I was hoping you hadn’t forgot that little part of our deal… Get used to it laddie… there’ll be plenty more where that came from…”
and with that she stood up tall and walked off giggling to herself while I was left face first on the cold ground writhing around holding my aching balls waiting for the pain to subside…