Monday, December 27, 2010

Flat Broke

Molly lived in a little upscale retirement hamlet of eight homes down in desert country. Molly's house was a beautiful home on an acre lot with a swimming pool. All the houses were on a cul de sac behind an electronically controlled gate. There were eight affluent couples and they all got along well with each other. They would have dinner and pool parties and got together on an almost daily basis. Molly was a good looking woman with a nice figure and a winning personality. She was bright and bubbly and quiet a bit younger than her husband. She had taste, manners, poise and intelligence. There was nothing brassy or cheap about Molly. She had a wonderful life.

Then disaster struck. Molly's husband, Frank, dropped dead from a heart attack. Her neighbors banded together and helped Molly through her initial grief and helped with the funeral arrangements. After a month or so Molly realized that she had to look after her finances. Frank used to do all that. Things were a mess. Frank had let his insurance lapse, the companies he had invested in were bankrupt, he was behind on their car leases, the phone and utility bill were overdue. There was no money in the bank - she was broke. When she realized this she sat down and wept. After a good cry she pulled herself together. She needed some advise and help.

Molly called an old acquaintance of her husband, Myron Gibb. Molly didn't know Myron very well and the few times she met him he gave her the creeps. He never smiled and viewed the world through thick glasses. Molly always felt inferior in his presence, like he was way superior to her. But Frank had always said how smart he was and he was an accountant. That was what she needed, a smart accountant. He was in a big city a few hours away. Molly phoned him and made an appointment to meet him in his office the following day. She met him and explained her situation. Myron was very matter of fact, no condolences, just down to business - which suited Molly. He said the first thing was to review her financial assets and liabilities. On the asset side he asked her about the house. She owned that clear which was a valuable asset. Along with furniture that was it for assets. On the liability side Molly seemed to owe everybody: phone, utilities, car leases, property taxes, credit cards, etc. Myron told Molly that over the long term she could keep her house and lifestyle if she could get a job and earn some income.

Molly told Myron that she had no work experience, her degree was general arts which was worthless in today's job market. Myron took a piece of paper and said they would list Molly's job related assets and liabilities. On the liabilities there was no experience and no training. On the asset side there was Molly's personality, good looks and intelligence. Both Molly and Myron agreed that it was hopeless unless Molly could capitalize on her good looks. Myron thought about it for a while and then told Molly about a woman he knew who ran a successful one person business. It had low overhead, it was in the health care field, had flexible hours and it paid extremely well and Molly would be perfect for it. Molly was immediately interested and started peppering Myron with questions but Myron said the easiest thing was for Molly to meet Ronna Parker who was successful it that business. He told Molly that he was a client of Ronna and just by luck his weekly appointment was that very day. He suggested that Molly come back later in the afternoon and just before his session she could talk with Ronna. Molly was exited and intrigued and said she would be back at four o'clock. She spent the rest of the day thinking and speculating about what business it could be. At a quarter to four she was back at Myron's office. She waited in his outer office with Myron's secretary but the secretary wouldn't tell about Norra's business except that Myron was a devoted client and would never miss his appointment. The secretary did say that she had talked with Norra a few times and had sat in on a session Norra had with her boss and it was a real eye opener. The secretary said that she had a few clients already and would soon have enough to quit her job and go into it full time. She said there was no trouble finding clients and she usually gave a prospective client a free first session and after that they were hooked.

At four o'clock Myron's outer office door opened and there was Norra Parker. Norra was poised and impeccably dressed as a female business executive. She was definitely attractive and about Molly's age. She walked over to Molly and introduced herself and said that Myron had phone her to tell her about Molly and her desire for a career. She sat down beside Molly and said she would tell her about her career and then Molly could decide for herself if it was something she would be interested in. Norra said that she was a trained massage therapist and specialized in the male scrotum. She said that most men and their partners had an aversion to massaging their testicles but a vigorous massage increased blood flow and was very healthy and beneficial. Norra was quick to say that it was non sexual and she was dressed at all times. She said that her clients were very grateful and they adored her. She went over session rates and costs and Molly could see that it was very attractive financially. Norra said that her client book was closed and she was accepting no new clients .

Molly asked if it was safe and Norra laughed and said that when you are holding a man by his balls there is no question about who is in charge. Molly asked if the man is naked and Norra said that depended on what the client wanted but often they start out with just their pants off but after a few sessions they prefer to be naked. Norra smiled and said that they tend to develop a desire to be subservient which was fine with her. Molly asked if it hurt her clients. Norra laughed and said of course, a little pain is worth it for the healthy benefits. Norra said that she is very selective about her clients and she checks them out quite closely. She uses a private investigative firm to check for criminal records and she holds a preliminary interview before accepting them. She has a few on her waiting list that she has checked out and Molly could start with them. She said that Molly could develop a client list in the city or she could build up a local clientele where she lives a couple of hours south. Norra said it is a lot to think about and if she was interested the next step would be to sit in on a session.

Molly's mind was in a turmoil. This was not what she was expecting but she needed money and this was a great way to get some fast. Norra could see that Molly was confused and told her that she was going to start a session with Myron and Molly should just sit in and watch and decide after that. Molly just couldn't imagine strait laced Myron dropping his pants and she would love to see him get his ball squeezed. Molly walked into Myron's office with Norra. Myron looked at Molly with surprise but didn't say anything. He took a blanket out of his credenza and spread it on the carpet and quickly got undressed and stood in the center of it. He had a stiff erection. Norra walked up to him and took a testicle in each hand and began to massage them. She looked up at Myron with a happy smile. He looked scared and then he looked like he was in agony. Norra was no longer massaging his nuts, she was squeezing them, one in each hand. Myron collapsed onto the blanket and Norra went down with him. Now Myron was flat on his back with his legs spread. Norra kneeled between his legs and started rolling his nuts around with her finger tips. Myron had his eyes closed and was moaning. He still had his erection. Norra spoke to him and told him to open his eyes. Myron opened his eyes and looked at Norra. She smiled and said that Molly was going to squeeze his nuts and did he want that. Myron nodded yes. Norra gestured Molly over and urged her to grab Myrons nuts. With trepidation Molly grasped his nuts. They were soft and laying in the palm of her hand. She moved them around within her hand and moved her face close to Myron and looked into his eyes as she squeezed his nuts. He screamed and Molly laughed. A surge of excitement and pleasure shot through her body. She let up on the pressure to Myron's nuts and handed them back to Norra. Norra slapped, massaged, lightly punched, pinched and squeezed his nuts. With about ten minutes left Norra said to Molly that for some of her better clients she would give them a treat. She told Myron that he could jerk off but not to come. Poor Myron was blubbering thanks to Norra as he grabbed his erection and started to stroke himself. It looked so ridiculous to Molly that she just sat looking at Myron and laughing at him. Pretty soon Norra was laughing also. Myron's secretary heard the laughter and came in, saw Myron jerking off on the floor and started laughing also. Myron started going faster and faster and just before he climaxed Norra shouted at him to stop. Myron dropped his erection which was pointing straight up and quivering. Norra ordered Myron to get dressed and go home. Much to the amusement of the three women Myron managed to stuff his erection into his pants, zipper up and stagger out of the office.

Still laughing, Norra gave Molly her phone number and told Molly to think about it and if she wanted, she could have some paying sessions for Molly with in a few days. She said Molly was a natural.


Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Wonderful Way to Start the Day - Round Two

Don Evans had been humiliated by a slip of a woman in a bar fight, something that was supposed to be fun but Don took it seriously and was a big looser. Trixxy had given his nuts a severe beating, cheered on by his own staff. He was such a joke at work that his own female office staff took turns kicking him in the nuts. The women found it hilarious but it was a living hell for Don. His nuts had taken such a beating that he was terrified of getting whacked in the nuts.

Don's life had taken a terrible downwards spiral. His nuts ached all the time, he was concerned he would loose his job and Helen, his wife, had heard about his humiliation at work and she showed up at work to watch Don get it in the nuts and to laugh along with his staff. Now when Don got home his wife would be standing there in a short skirt with her legs spread and her hands on her hips, calling Don a "Bad Boy" and ordering him out of his pants. Sometimes she would invite her women neighbours and women from her work over and they would laugh and cheer as Helen punished Don. Helen would order Don to jerk off and just as he was about to come one of the guest would be invited to kick Don in the nuts. They never said no. Poor Don would hobble around the house, buck naked, with a big erection, doing all the housework, scared that Helen or one of her friends would find something wrong with his housekeeping and whack him in the nuts. After a while one of her friends gave Helen testicle harness so whenever they went out and also around the house Helen would lead Don around by his balls. Just for laughs, sometimes she would take Don to his work in the harness and hand the harness, and Don's nuts, of to Lorraine, Don's secretary. and Lorraine would have Don by the nuts all day. All the women in Don's life were having a great time, laughing at Don, watching him jerking off and beating his nuts.

Through the fog of the humiliation and pain Don felt a rising anger. He had to end this. He realized it had all started at the bar where Trixxy had beaten his nuts. The first step was to beat Trixxy and overcome his fear of getting whacked in the nuts. Much to the surprise of his staff he invited them to go to the bar for fight night. He told them he was going to beat Trixxy and beat her good. Lorraine phoned Helen and told he what Don was planning. Helen laughed and said that Trixxy would probably give Don's nuts a good beating instead. Helen thanked Lorraine for telling her. Helen called a few of her friends and neighbours and they all decided it would be a good laugh to go down to the bar and see Trixxy beat Don's nuts.

After work Don and his staff went to the bar. Don was surprised to see his wife and her group there but he thought it was good. He was going to show them all. They all sat at a big table and had a few drinks. Then Trixxy came out and said it was fight night. She explained the rules which was pretty well anything goes and the fight is over when both sides agree it is over. She said that whether the guy wins or looses the house will buy a round of drinks for the guy's table. She asked for any volunteers for the fight and then burst out laughing when she saw Don stand up. She turned to the crowd and said she in not a cruel person but she fought Don a few months back and she gave his nuts a severe beating. She said he was such a mean, underhanded fighter that he deserved it and she will fight him again tonight and if he tries any dirty tricks she will beat his nuts again. The crowd whooped. laughed and cheered. The fight hadn't started and the crowd was already against Don. As usual Don had to sign a waiver absolving the bar of any legal liability from the fight. It also absolved Don of any legal liability from giving Trixxy a beating.

Trixxy wore her usual fight costume which wasn't much, a pair of bikini briefs and a top that barely covered her big breasts. Don took off his shoes and socks and shirt. He kept on his pants which was all he wore. Don knew the crowd was against him and Trixxy was tricky and quick. He had to come out strong and fast and end it quick. No Mr Nice Guy. Grab her, throw her to the canvas, push his elbow into her throat and twist her arm till she gives in and don't let her get anywhere near his nuts. Simple and effective. Brute force and dirty fighting, Don figured he had it in the bag.

The ring was a simple set-up in the middle of the bar on a small stage so everyone could see the ring. Trixxy had been in a lot of these fights and knew how a beaten guy would think. She was ready for Don. He rushed across the ring but Trixxy just stood there with a smile and her hand outstreched to shake hands. Don stopped, confused and stuck out his hand, Trixxy grabbed it, pulled him close and kneed him in the nuts. It was so unexpected that the crowd roared in laughter. Don sank to his knees with his hands clamped over his nuts and a stunned look on his face. Trixxy patted him on the top of his head and said she would give him a few moments to pull himself together. Trixxy told a couple of jokes, mainly about Don and his glass nuts. The female audience was whooping with laughter and Don realized they were laughing at him. He was in agony but he got to his feet, staggered over behind Trixxy and clamped his arms around her in a hug and shouted that he was going to crush her to death. Don was over twice her size and he picked her up off the floor in his bear hug. A couple of the serving staff and a bartender rushed towards the stage since Trixxy looked helpless and in trouble. Don squeezed her and roared in triumph. Trixxy slumped and Don let up a bit enabling Trixxy to get an arm free. She reached down and slipped her hand between his belt and stomach and reached further down and grasped Don's nuts. By the time help arrived she didn't need it. She had Don under control with a firm grip on his nuts. The crowd was shouting for Trixxy to strip him naked and beat his nuts. With her free hand Trixxy loosened his belt and pulled down his zipper and then pulled down his pants. The crowd cheered.
A couple of the women from Don's table ran to ring side with video cameras and recorded Trixxy laughing as she took a firm hold of Don's nuts and started to squeeze. They caught the terror in Don's face as Trixxy began to squeeze. Trixxy motioned for the mike and addressed the crowd. She asked the women at Don's table if anyone wanted to come up and give Don a whack in the nuts. All the women came up onto the stage and took turns with Don's nuts. Some of the girls sat cross legged between his legs and really gave his balls an extended squeeze, all the while laughing as Don wailed in agony. Even his wife, her friends and women neighbors got into the act. Everybody was hooting and laughing and having a great time, everybody except Don.

Friday, December 17, 2010

More Ms Krebbs

For the first time ever Ms Krebbs looked forward to getting to the office. She would get real pleasure from having Vic Stanley standing before her, begging for her to allow him to masturbate. She would occasionally allow it so that he would always have hope that she would allow it. What she really enjoyed was telling him it was OK, then watching him pull down his pants and just as he would be ready to climax she would say that was enough, time to get to work. If she timed it just right he would not be able to stop and would continue to jerk off. Ms Krebbs would get up from her desk, step over to Vic, reach down and grasp his nuts and squeeze and pull. She would laugh and look into his eyes and continue to squeeze. If Vic grabbed her arm, an instinctive reaction, she would squeeze tighter and tell him not to touch her. If he screamed, another instinctive reaction, Ms Krebbs would squeeze tighter and tell Vic not to scream. Ms Krebbs wanted Vic trained to where he would just stand there as she squeezed his nuts, not trying to defend himself or scream, just stand there as she squeezed his nuts.

Ms Krebbs got so much enjoyment from squeezing his nuts she had him cut out the bottom of all his pants pockets on his left side. As his secretary she was constantly talking and working with him all day. Whenever she wanted to talk or work with him she would snap her fingers and he would get up. Ms Krebbs would stand beside him, slip her right hand into his pants pocket and grab his nuts for a tight massage. At the end of the discussion she would let go of his nuts and Vic would stagger back to his desk and sit down.

Later in the day Vic would get his daily testicle massage from Ms Krebbs and once a week Ronna Parker, a registered licensed massage therapist would deliver the testicle massage. Whenever Vic saw Ms Krebbs or Ronna Parker his balls would start to dance and he would get a hard-on. At management meetings Ms Krebbs began attending with Vic, sitting immediately to his left. If she was late attending Vic would put off making any decision until Ms Krebbs was there. It got so Vic would do nothing unless Ms Krebbs was by his side. It didn't take long for the staff to realize who was running the operation. With Ms Krebbs by his side the reaction of his staff was "Good, she's got him by the balls. Maybe now we'll get some decisions made". Ms Krebbs was an excellent administrator, tough but fair. Before, under Vic, no one knew what the goals were and what was going on. With Ms Krebbs calling the shots everyone knew what they were expected to do, they were measured on their performance and good performance was rewarded with a bonus. One area where Ms Krebbs allowed no interference was Vic's nuts. Any woman making a move to Vic's left hand pants pocket was immediately fired. Vic's nuts belonged to Ms Krebb and everyone knew and respected that.

Vic was doing less and less management, he just accompanied Ms Krebbs as she ran his company and massaged his balls. All the work and decision making was falling on Ms Krebbs. She didn't mind but she needed some assistance. She contacted Sally Owens, the woman who owned the placement agency they used and told her she needed someone specific. A young attractive woman, a recent university grad with plenty of ambition and intelligence, a real nut kicker who wants a top paying job and is not afraid of long hours. Some time before, Sally had fist met Ms Krebbs at a meeting she had with Vic Parker. Sally was shocked and then amused when she realized that during the meeting Ms Krebbs had Vic by the balls. It was really a meeting with Sally and Ms Krebbs and Vic was off in some never land, enthralled by Ms Krebbs massaging his balls. Sally smiled at the memory and told Ms Krebbs that she would find her "A real nut kicker". Ms Krebbs smiled back and told Sally that she was pleased she understood the main requirement of any candidate.

A couple of days later Ms Krebbs was interviewing Peggy Post, a perky, cute woman who had just graduated from university, no experience but plenty of ambition. Ms Krebbs asked Peggy what she wanted from her first job. Rather than saying what most candidates would say - a chance to learn, job security, adequate pay - Peggy laid it right out - responsibility, lots of money and advancement. Ms Krebbs had to laugh. She said that was quite a bit and what did she have to warrant that. Peggy smiled and told Ms Krebbs that Sally Owen had described some particular aspects of the job and the owner, Vic Stanley. Peggy said she could get a firm grip on things and be a real good nut kicker. Ms Krebbs said they should go and meet the owner. Ms Krebbs introduced Peggy to Vic and told Vic that she was going to show Peggy some of the responsibilities of the job. Ms Krebbs snapped her fingers and Vic sprang up and stood at Ms Krebbs side. Plainly in front of Peggy, Ms Krebbs slid her hand into Vic's pants pocket and began massaging his nuts. Peggy smiled and asked if she could have a go. Ms Krebbs pulled her hand out and Peggy slid hers in. The stunned, surprised look on Vic's face was comical. Both women burst out laughing. Vic, who had been trained to quietly take his punishment, wailed in agony and clung to Peggy to keep from falling over. Instead of squeezing his nuts, Peggy selected one, placed it in the middle of her palm and dug into it with her thumb. So far Peggy was having an excellent interview.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Massage and Ms Krebbs

Vic Stanley was a young entrepreneur who was making a fortune with his high tech company. He had just arrived at cocktail party. A young woman, Ronna Parker who he knew slightly came up to him and said Hi. They chatted and Vic asked Ronna who she worked for. Ronna smiled and told Vic she was self employed as a licensed massage therapist. Vic laughed and said that the licensed part must mean there was no hanky-panky massage. Ronna smiled and said there was no hanky-panky, she gave a therapeutic massage. She asked Vic if he was massaged regularly and Vic mentioned that Bruno at his health club gave him a rub down at least twice a week. Ronna said that was good but she bet that the one area where a massage was most important, Bruno never massaged. She told Vic that a vigorous massage to his testicles would increase the blood flow and general good health of his balls.

Vic looked uncomfortable and Ronna laughed and told Vic that a testicle massage was not painful and her clients found it relaxing and invigorating. Vic continued to look skeptical and Ronna told Vic that she had a portable, fold up massage table and she would come by his office the next day and give him a complimentary massage and he could judge for himself. She said a full massage usually took an hour but since she would just concentrate on the area that Bruno never touched it would only take about fifteen minutes. Vic was scared about a vigorous massage to his balls and said he was usually really busy. Ronna said she had some clients who were very busy like Vic and she didn't use the massage table, they stood a a lectern which she would bring instead of the table and they could read and sign papers, talk on the phone and do most things they did at their desk while she worked on their balls. Ronna looked into Vic's eyes and laughed and said he was afraid. Vic said he wasn't and told her to come by at 10:00 AM.

The truth be told, Vic was terrified. He was terrified it would hurt and he was also terrified that he would become aroused and be humiliated by getting an erection, standing at a lectern with no pants and a throbbing hard-on while Ronna had him by the balls. Right up until the appointment it was all he could think about. Right at 10:00 his secretary came in and told him that a Miss Parker was there to see him, although she didn't have an appointment. Vic's secretary was Ms Krebbs, a stern no nonsence type. She was about thirty, a few years older that Vic. Ms Krebbs was attractive in a severe sort of way. She was always immaculate, short dark skirt and matching jacket, white blouse and sensible shoes. From her tone it was apparent that Ms Krebbs did not approve of unscheduled appointments. Actually there was little Ms Krebbs approved of about Vic but she kept it to herself. She felt that a business should be run in a stern business like way with rules, regulations and consequences for disobeying the rules and regulations. She thought that Vic was way too casual and if she was running things, by God, things would be different. Vic asked Ms Krebbs to send Miss Parker in and they weren't to be disturbed.

Ronna came in and locked the door behind her. She acted in a formal, professional manner and set up the lectern, arranged a visitor chair before the lectern and told Vic to gather any business correspondence he wanted to review during the massage. She then told Vic to take off his shoes and socks and remove his pants and undershorts. Ronna sat in the visitor's chair and looked up at Vic. He took of his shoes and socks but then just looked at Ronna. Ronna sighed and told Vic to come over and stand at the lectern and put his arms on the lectern. Ronna pulled her chair closer and undid Vic's pants and pulled them down, along with his undershorts. Vic was mortified, out sprung a stiff erection. Ronna looked at it and told Vic she was insulted, she was not some sex object, she was a licensed professional massage therapist. She said she would proceed but he had better get rid of his erection and she would ignore it. It was big and throbbing and bouncing around in front of her face -pretty difficult to ignore.

She told him to step out of his pants and shorts. She folded them carefully and laid them to one side. Vic was pretty well standing over her and she looked up and told him to read some of his correspondence and maybe by thinking of that would help him loose his erection. Vic's balls were right on eye level with Ronna. She reached out and took a testicle in each hand and began to roll them around with her finger tips. Correspondence was the last thing on Vic's mind. He groaned and had the stiffest erection of his entire life. Ronna told Vic that his behavior was a disgrace and if he couldn't get rid of his erection she would. Ronna continued to roll his balls gently around and, if anything, Vic became even more excited. After a minute or two Ronna became exasperated at Vic's behavior and she pulled down and squeezed one ball and then the other, like she was milking a cow. She did this for a while. Vic couldn't stand up straight. He was in agony. He was bent over and hanging onto the lectern with a look on his face like he was loosing his mind. Ronna had a contented smile as she pulled and squeezed Vic's nuts. Then she put them in the palm of her hand and pressed her palms together and rubbed them around. Then she took one nut and pummelled it with her knuckles and then did the same to his other nut. Vic started to howl in agony.

Ms Krebbs hear Vic screaming and howling and Ronna laughing. Something was wrong and this did definitely not have the sound of a properly running office. Then things quieted down - Vic had passed out. Ronna pulled up his pants and put on his shoes and socks. She slipped a small ice pack down his shorts. She always took an ice pack to clients. She then moved him into his chair and sat him behind his desk. She then unlocked the door and went out and asked Ms Krebbs to schedule her for half an hour tomorrow morning and each Monday from 10:00 to 10:30. Then Ronna pulled up a chair close to Ms Krebbs and asked if she could talk with her about Mr Stanley. Ronna said that Mr Stanley was undisciplined and he needed some schedule and regiment in his office life. Ms Krebbs readily agreed. Ronna said he needed the steady firm hand of a woman to guide him. Ms Krebbs was nodding in agreement. Ronna told Ms Krebbs that she would provide the firm guiding hand each Monday morning but she felt that Ms Krebbs should provide the firm guiding hand for the rest of the week. She told Ms Krebbs that she has a technique that works well with undisciplined men. For the next little while Ronna recounted her session with Vic. She asked Ms Krebbs if she wanted to sit in on the session tomorrow morning. Ms Krebbs asked if she could participate, she would love to have Vic by the nuts.

The next morning Vic came shuffling into work, bent over and holding his nuts. For the first time ever, Ms Krebbs smiled and called Mr Stanley by his first name by saying "Good morning Vic". He replied "Good morning Gretchen" and she snapped "You call me Ms Krebbs". Poor Vic was in too much pain to complain. By ten he was feeling better when Ronna showed up. Vic wasn't expecting her and without thinking snapped his knees together and clapped his hand protectively over his nuts. Ronna laughed and told Vic it couldn't have been that bad. Ronna told Vic they were going to have another session and Ms Krebbs was going to sit in on it. She called Ms Krebbs in and they locked the door. Ronna told Vic to get naked from the waist down. She was expecting resistance but Vic quickly shed his shoes, socks, pants and shorts. Like last time he had a stiff hard-on. Both Ronna and Ms Krebbs laughed at Vic and his hard-on.

Ms Krebbs asked Vic if he wanted to jerk off. With a shamefaced look on his face Vic nodded yes. Ms Krebbs said she didn't hear Vic, did he want to jerk off. Vic said yes and Ms Krebbs told him to beg. There was Vic, naked from the waist down, totally humiliated, with a quivering erection, begging for permission to jerk off. Ms Krebbs laughed and told him not now, maybe later if he was a good boy. Then she said that she would give him a hand job, come over and stand before her, put his hands on top of his head and spread his legs. Dumb Vic did as he was told, Ms Krebbs reached between his legs, grabbed his balls and squeezed. She laughed and asked him how he liked her idea of a hand job.

Ronna didn't do much. Ms Krebbs had years of resentment built up against Vic and she took great delight in totally humiliating him, causing him unbearable pain and leaving him with a throbbing hard-on, begging to be allowed to jerk off. Finally Ms Krebbs told Vic he could jerk off. Ms Krebbs and Ronna sat back and watched Vic jerk away. Just as he was coming, Ms Krebbs stood up, went over to Vic and kicked him square in the nuts. Vic fell to the floor, curled up in a ball, clutching his nuts and wailing in agony. The two women were laughing as they walked out of Vic's office.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Doctor's Office

Mary Carter worked in a small bakery shop and she was a pretty, perky young woman. Working in the food industry she had to have an annual medical exam, which was easy since her doctor was only a few doors down from the bakery. Being behind the counter in the bakery she always wore a white bakers coat, just like a lab coat.
Mary was overdue for her medical exam and since it was a quiet time in the bakery she decided to go down to the doctor and see if she could arrange a check up. It was as quiet in the doctor's office as at the bakery. The doctor had gone off on an emergency and there was no one in the waiting room. The nurse/receptionist greeted Mary warmly and said the doctor would be gone for a while and she had to step out but since the doctor had only one appointment booked for the rest of the afternoon, if Mary could wait the doctor would see her as soon as he got back, but it could be a whie. That was fine with Mary.
Right after the nurse left and before Mary had taken a seat in the waiting room a patient arrived, a strapping young fellow well over six feet. He saw Mary and in her white lab coat he assumed she was the nurse. Mary said the doctor was out for a bit and asked him what he wanted to see the doctor about. He said he was playing football yesterday and he suffered a sports injury and he just wanted it looked at to make sure there was nothing serious. Mary asked if he wanted her to have a look. He was a little reticent but said sure and she took him into one of the exam rooms. She thought it was pretty funny but she had never said she was the nurse and he had offered to show her his injury. She picked up a clip board and asked him what was the nature of the injury. He said that probably there is no injury but it is always best to check and said he had gotten hit in the testicles. Mary nodded wisely and told him to pull down his pants and undershorts. Mary thought "Oh my god" as she looked at his balls and dick. They were a nice size and looked magnificent. Managing to keep from whooping with laughter Mary asked him to strip and stand by the examining table. Mary took down his name, address and phone number. His name was Peter Colter. Mary thought "Why not" and grabbed a ball in each hand and rolled them around between her finger tips. She put them down and made a couple of notes on her clip board. She then picked them up again and suddenly said "What's this?", looking at Peter's swiftly raising erection. Peter was red in the face and apologized. Mary said they should ignore it but she intentionally brushed against it and took it in her hand to move it out of the way as she continued to massage his nuts.
Mary said his testicles felt OK but she was concerned about damage. She asked him if he had ejaculated since the injury. He looked embarrassed and Mary said "Peter, did you masturbate since then?". He nodded no but Mary took a firm grip on his nuts, gave them a squeeze and asked him again.
Peter staggered and moaned. Mary felt a surge of excitement and power. She had a guy twice her size, completely under her control. She told him she wanted to see if he could ejaculate and she told him to start masturbating. Peter needed no second prompting - he grabbed his hard-on and started to rapidly stroke himself. Mary told him to slow down as she let go of his nuts and she sat down in a chair, letting the lab coat fall open and slightly spread her legs. She wore nothing but panties under the lab coat and her panties were clearly visible. She swung the chair around so she was directly facing Peter and spread her legs wider. She told Peter to come closer. She took his throbbing erection in one hand and slowly stroked it and took his nuts in her other hand and tightly massaged them. Peter looked like he was about to loose his mind. Mary kept this up for a couple of minutes then let go, and told Peter to get dressed. She then got up and left the examining room just as the nurse came back. Mary told her she had a patient waiting in the exam room and Mary said she would come back later. The nurse went into the exam room and Peter, still naked, came to a shuddering, ejaculating climax. The nurse did what she had been trained to do to unruly male patients, she kicked Peter square in the nuts. As he started to collapse she scored a second straight hit.
She left Peter on the floor till closing time. She helped him up and with a firm grip on his nuts she let him get dressed. Peter asked about the other nurse and and she said there was no other nurse, she was the only one. She asked him why he asked about another nurse and with her holding Peter by his nuts, he told her the whole story. She laughed and said that was Mary who worked a few doors down in the bakery shop.
A couple of days later when Peter could walk, not bent over holding his nuts, he went to the bake shop. Mary saw him and was expecting trouble but Peter had bought flowers and asked Mary out. They went to the movies and in the dark theater Mary's hand was inside Peter's fly, squeezing his nuts. When he walked (maybe hobbled is better) her to her door, she pressed herself against him, gave him a beautiful kiss and a beautiful knee to his nuts. As he sank to his knees he promised eternal devotion, Mary patted him on the head, laughed and kicked him in the nuts.