Fooled

He was still tied to the bed.

Maggie had stripped down to her underwear.

I had a fantastic view of her working him over. Finger back to my cunt, of course.

I came as he screamed and begged Maggie to stop.

She didn’t.

What a wonderful woman!

Maggie was squeezing his balls in both hands, squashing them together, laughing at his pain.

I was in a bit of a daze as my finger worked away. This had turned out so much better than I’d imagined.

Maggie had surprised me, to be honest.

I hadn’t expected her to turn up. Maybe I sort of wished she might. Maybe that’s why I sent her the photos. Hoping that would get her interested. I’ve always been envious of her more powerful build. I’d masturbated imagining Maggie torturing some poor victim.

And now here she was. Enjoying herself.

We’d sometimes talked about it. Best friends talk about all sorts of weird stuff, don’t they? But like I said, she wasn’t really into this as much as I was. I’d always been wanting to dominate. To be in control. To make some guy suffer.

And she’d just laughed and thought I was a bit of a perv. I didn’t mind. It seemed to amuse her.

But I’d eventually decided to do something about my fantasies if I had the chance.

So here we were.

I’d fooled him into letting me tie him up. He’d just been expecting some kinky bondage shagging and wanking and stuff. He’d agreed to be tied up this time after I’d let him tie me and shag me last time. He’d been so concerned, so gentle. Went along with my requests. Quite enjoyed my pervy kinks. Quite turned him on.

I couldn’t help myself. I was quite turned on by now. Maggie wasn’t holding back. She was enjoying hurting him! I was so pleased!

I came - waves of ecstasy gushed through my body, my being. My cries of delight counterpointed with Kevin’s cries of agony as Maggie continued mashing his balls in her powerful hands and I just stared, watching the muscles flex and tense in her powerful frame as she made him scream more and more.

She turned round and grinned at me as I came. She continued squeezing his balls, ignoring his cries. She was so much stronger than me. I’d always been sort of jealous.

I almost felt sorry for Kevin, watching him writhing in agony as Maggie turned her attention back to his balls.

“Hey, Mags…?”

She relaxed her grip.

“What, Lieb?”

OK I felt sorry for poor Kevin. But not that sorry. This was an opportunity I couldn’t resist. And he was just a fool to get himself in this situation after all.

“I was just thinking…sunbeam…how about if we untied you now?”

He looked relieved, hopeful. Begged me to untie him.

“Hmmm…maybe!”

Maggie shot me a quizzical glance.

“Maybe we’ll keep you tied up, but get you off the bed. I’ll hold you up while Maggie gives your balls a good kicking. That OK, Lieb?

“Oh, yeah! You sure you don’t mind? Don’t you want to…” she smiled at him “…you know…hurt him a bit more yourself?”

I laughed.

She could read me like a book, as they say. A book about a female sadist. Explicit. Wonderful. Maybe I’d write it.

“It’s OK! You do him first, then I’ll have a go while you hold him up”

He’d gone very quiet. Well, comparatively. Still gasping and moaning after Maggie’s ministrations.

I don’t think he’d really heard our conversation.

So he was sort of surprised, confused and relieved when I began to untie him from the bed. I untied his hands from the posts, but bound them together before he had the chance to free himself. We’d weakened him, for sure.

He tried to fight me, but a well-placed punch in the stomach from Maggie put a stop to that.

It made it more difficult to hold him up, though. But I managed.

Maggie was ready. She looked like she was going to kick him hard. I looked up into her eyes. They were focused on his balls. I stared at her heavy legs, feeling myself getting moist again.

I braced myself.

That poor bastard!

Sqweezeme, yet again, you make excellent reading...cant think why, not sure i would like to take Kevins place, but maybe...a little bit of me does ;)
Keep the posts comming, i am loving this story.

He was trying to twist around to protect himself but I had him tight in a headlock, pulling him upright.

Maggie smiled at me.

“OK Lieb? You ready?”

“Yeah!” I leaned into him.

I didn’t see it coming. Neither did he. Maggie’s foot lashed out and smashed into his balls with a resounding thwack as hard foot met soft flesh.

I staggered back a little, then held him up as he tried to crumple to the floor. He was almost dead weight, but I still had him tight round the throat.

“Ready again, Lieb?” Maggie touched his shoulders with her fingertips for balance. I didn’t feel her weight.

“Oh yeah!” I held firm. I could tell I was choking him. That was good.

This time she swung her leg back before blasting him in the balls.

I was knocked back with the force of her kick this time, and had to let him drop to the floor to keep my balance.

“Christ, Maggie!”

“What?” she grinned at me, the muscles in her legs rippling and flexing as she shook her foot. That must have stung her.

I looked down at him, curled up on the floor, writhing and whining.

Looked at Maggie.

We both burst out laughing.

“OK Lieb! It’s your turn now!”

Maggie bent down and just picked Kevin off the ground. Got round behind him and got him in a headlock like I’d done. But she was taller. Stronger. She stretched him up onto tip-toe.

His face was bright red. Eyes screwed tight with pain. He looked gorgeous! Little tear-tracks running down his cheeks.

I wanted to give him more pain than Maggie had. I knew I wouldn’t be able to kick him as hard as she’d done. I just didn’t have the strength or weight. But then I had an idea.

“Hang on a minute, Mags. How about if I…if I go and put my boots on? Then I can really kick him hard!”

She laughed and relaxed her hold round his neck, but still held him up. He began to breathe. Harsh gasps. He didn’t sound good.

“Sounds fantastic! We’ll just wait here, won’t we Kevin?” She wrenched his neck, making him cry out. I flinched. I was surprised she was being so…so cruel. This was such an amazing treat! Actually sharing my fantasies with my best friend.

“Sorry, sunbeam! But I’ve just got to have my go, OK? With my boots.” I raised my fingers to his tear-stained cheek.

The look he gave me was priceless. It made me tingle. Desperation. And hope. And pain.

“This won’t take a minute, Lieb!”

She nodded, still holding him stretched on tip-toe. Gave his neck another wrenching twist. His scream was cut off as she tightened her arm round his throat.

“OK” she said.

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I walked over to the wardrobe and opened the door. The smell of polished leather wafted into the room. I took out the boots. They were quite heavy. I loved the thick heels, the black leather, the studs and straps.

I put them on. Stood up. Looked down at my legs. They weren’t as thick and bulky as Maggie’s. But they were still pretty good – lean and muscular.

I strode back to Kevin. Now I was as tall as Maggie, and I was looking down at him.

He looked up at me, desperate to beg for mercy. But Maggie still had him ****** on his toes, holding him steady for me. He couldn’t speak.

I smiled. Stepped back a pace. Then kicked him hard in the balls.

I gasped with pleasure as he doubled-up, or tried to. Maggie still held him upright, thrashing around in pain. I kicked him hard again.

They should have a contest: each take one ball and see who does the most damage. Thats always been a fantasy of mine.

These two girls are evil, mean, wicked and nasty.



















I love it! :D

If I ever need an erection all I have to do is read this. I'm hard for a week! Thanks for keep up this story! Wonderful!!!!!

Maggie held him rock-solid. She took the force of my brutal kick. Hardly flinched. Held him up with her arm round his neck, hauling him upright as his body convulsed in pain. He doubled-up, feet off the ground, but she held on, held him up taking all his weight.

After all this time I’d finally kicked a guy in the balls with my gorgeous boots! Twice! It was such a thrill, a shiver of pure pleasure and cruelty. I watched as Maggie choked him, holding him up by her strong arm round his neck as he struggled in fear and agony.

He was helpless. Kicking in the air.

She threw him to the ground.

He hit the carpet hard, face down. I winced. But before I had time to wonder if we were going a bit too far now, Maggie had dropped her full weight down on him with her knees smashing into the small of his back, just below his bound hands.

The air shot out of his lungs in a harsh wheeze.

She knelt on his back, swaying side-to-side, arms out for balance, crushing and grinding down on him. He was in terrible pain but she didn’t stop. Just carried on.

I was just watching – fascinated and so turned on.

His moans became weaker. He began to struggle less and less. But I could still sense his delicious and devastating torment. I was tingling all over again.

Then Maggie paused. Shuffled her weight and her knees around on him. Straddled him. Knelt up, then dropped herself onto his tortured back. He cried out. She rode him with her cunt. Harder and harder. Until she came, banging herself down again and again onto his beaten body.

Eventually, she was finished. So was he. She sat astride him, settled, panting and grinning. He was moaning under her weight. She gently rocked herself on top of him. Made him groan to the rhythm of her movements.

“Phew, Lieb! That was good! Shall we…you know…do his balls a bit more now?”

She ground herself down on him a bit harder. He cried out. She looked up at me with a wide and wicked smile. She wasn’t done yet.

I grinned at her and nodded. Why not? She was really getting into this. She was such a star!

“OK! What do you want to do, then?”

She climbed off him and stood up next to me. He slowly curled up into a groaning ball, arms still tied behind him, his back and spine battered from her treatment. Barefoot, Maggie was still a little bit taller than me in my high-heeled boots. I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. Could smell her sweat, her pungent sex.

We both looked down at him writhing on the floor.

“What do I want to do, Lieb? Oh, I don’t know! Let’s try something different! Like…a bit of a game or something?”

“A bit of a game? You got something in mind, Mags?”

She grinned.

“Maybe! How about if…if we each grabbed a ball and see who can hurt him most? Bet I can squeeze his balls harder than you can!”

I had no doubt who would win. But it would be a fun game to play, anyway.

“Sounds good! Let’s do it!”

I just found this story today. I don't think I could have waited six months to read the whole thing in bits and pieces!

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I just found this story today. I don't think I could have waited six months to read the whole thing in bits and pieces!

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It's a fantastic story, made all the better by bieng able to interact with the author (sp?)
But i don't think i could have waited six months either, this is one of those situations where i'm a little bit glad i came to the party late, so to speak!
But now i'm here and have caught up with the latest part, i find myself coming back more often, just to see if skwezeme has added a little more :D

Should really take it all and post it on Literotica when it's done skwezeme...before somebody else does and claims it as their own work.
I would never, but i worry that some lazy bastard might.