Sunday, July 4, 2010

Don, Mr Real Estate

Don's job on Wall Street in New York had disappeared in the market crash. Don had a few bucks in the bank and decided to head west and start over. He moved to a small town in Idaho and took a room at a boarding house till he decided what he would do. On his very first day he was walking by the Court House where there was an auction being held, right on the court house steps of property being sold for unpaid taxes. It was an exciting atmosphere with biddings and property being sold at a fast pace. Don figured "What the hell! Everyone else is getting rich, why not me." as he put in a bid on a farm being sold by the county for unpaid taxes. Ted went to the auction just out of curiosity but he got swept up in the excitement and put in a low bid on property he had not even seen. As it turned out he got it cheap as he was the only bidder.

When he looked at the particulars he realized why he was the only bidder. It was a in a far corner of the county with only a dirt road to it. There was no phone or electricity. There was a note in the file that services could be made available if he paid for running in the wires. The old quote was far more than what he had paid. There were a few photos of the land, laying fallow and a couple of broken down buildings. The only plus side was that it was a large plot of land.

It took a week or so for the papers to be sorted out but finally Don got possession and he decided to take a ride out to see his property. During the week Don had looked at a couple of business ventures but nothing had worked out and Don liked the idea of going "back to the land" although the only land he had every known was Central Park in New York City.


He got lost a couple of times and had to asked directions. The locals knew it as the Porter's place. Evidently the previous owners were the Porters. Although it was a dirt road it was a sunny day and the dirt was dry so Don was able to drive right up to it. He was pleasantly surprised. Yes, the fields were fallow but there was tall native grass growing. The fences were broken down in places but Don could see that they could be fixed up. The barn looked like it was close to collapsing and definitely needed a lot of work and the house looked run down but neat and clean. There were flowers in front and Don could see a girl out back tending a vegetable garden. Don was aggravated, the prior owners were supposed to have moved out. There had been a note in the file that the prior owners were a cantankerous lot and had given a county tax collector a severe beating when he had shown up. Since it was only the tax collectors word against the Porters and no real evidence the charges were dropped.

Don parked out front and took the walk to the front door. He was suddenly overcome with a feeling of trepidation. It was probably the Porters still on his property, they had beaten the tax collector and it was deathly quiet and secluded. If Don had not been so angry he would have felt afraid. He knocked on the front door, ready to turn and run when it opened. It opened and there stood a pretty little middle aged lady with a friendly smile. She said it was so rare to have a visitor and politely asked if he was lost. Don introduced himself and asked if she was Mrs Porter. She said yes and Don told her that he had purchased the property from the county and he was the new owner and he wanted her off his property. She smiled and quietly said she didn't think so as she quickly unleashed a devastating kick that caught Don square in the nuts. Don was stunned. He had never felt such pain. He clamped his knees together and grasped his nuts and sank to his knees before Mrs Porter, wailing in agony. She patted him on his head and went out back and called in her three grown daughters.





They came in from where they had been working the farm. Mrs Porter told the girls to help Don into the kitchen and they could get to the bottom of a misunderstanding. Two of the girls were holding Don up and Mrs Porter told Don to stop making such a fuss over a little kick. She then asked him what was this about him being the new owner. Poor Don was in agony and wailed "Jesus Christ, my fucking nuts. Oh! my fucking nuts" Mrs Porter shouted at Don to watch his language before four ladies and poor Don just groaned "Son of a bitch, my fucking nuts" Mrs Porter was livid with anger as she slipped her hand down the front of his pants, curled her fingers around his nuts and squeezed. The pain exploded in Don. His whole world became Mrs Porter, her squeezing fingers and his nuts. He passed out.





Don came too about an hour later. The women had removed his pants and he was laying out in the grass with one of the girls holding his nuts and running cool water from a pitcher over them. She smiled and said she was Linda and she hoped the cool water had helped. She then called her mother and sisters. They came over and stood in a circle looking down at Don. Mrs Porter again asked him what was this about him being the new owner and he had better watch his language this time or she would have to squeeze his nuts again. She bent over, grasped him by his nuts and said "Well?". He looked up but couldn't help but look up their short denim skirts. They all had smooth thighs and white tight panties, even Mrs Porter. With Mrs Porter lightly massaging his nuts and him looking up their skirts, Don got an almost immediate throbbing hard-on. With no pants on it stood up like a telephone pole. The girls all burst out laughing and Mrs Porter just shook her head and looked angry but there was a tiny triumphant smile at the corners of her mouth.





Mrs Porter told Linda to get Don up and march him into the house and the kitchen, they had super to get ready and they could go over this new owner business after supper. In the kitchen she told Don that they were just four women out on their own and they had to defend themselves as best they can. Don asked if he could have his pants back. Mrs Porter said she would think about it. She told Linda to get comfortable and continue to squeeze Don's nuts as long as he is sporting that big erection, it was her job to keep Don under control since it was obvious he couldn't control himself. Mrs Porter told another daughter, Anne, to get a towel and dry Don where he had got wet from the water being poured over his nuts. Anne went to work with the towel, rubbing Don's erection. Mrs Porter asked Don if he could behave himself while they prepared supper and they would discuss this property business after supper. Don said he would behave himself and Mrs Porter said she would consider giving him his pants back later but for now Linda would continue to hold his nuts - she wanted him under control. She asked her daughter to stand Don over by the fire, facing her so she could see what he was thinking. She smiled to herself that it was pretty clear what he was thinking with that big hard-on sticking out.





After super she got the girls together and she took over holding Don by his nuts. She asked Don to tell her what this was about a new owner. The more Don explained about the tax sale the angrier Mrs Porter became and the angrier she became the tighter she squeezed Don's nuts. Finally Don couldn't speak, he just wailed in agony. Mrs Porter asked for proof, did he have a bill of sale, a deed, anything to prove that he actually was the owner. Don managed to croak "Jacket pocket". Mrs Porter told Linda to check his pockets. She started with his pants pockets and it took a few minutes before Linda found an envelope in his jacket pocket. Those few minutes seemed like an eternity to Don. He had never felt such helplessness and such agony and in the center of it was Mrs Porter and her squeezing hand. When Linda said she had found the envelope Mrs Porter reached for it and let go of Don's nuts. Don was so grateful he crawled over to Mrs Porter and kissed her feet. He managed to croak his thanks that she had stopped squeezing his nuts and pledged he would behave himself.

Mrs Porter and the daughters burst out laughing and while still laughing Mrs Porter said that she hadn't realized that she had let go of Don's nuts. She bent down and reached out and wrapped her fingers tight around his nuts and squeezed and reminded Don that they were just some defenseless women who needed to protect themselves. Don passed out. Mrs Porter said they couldn't really do much more to get to the bottom of this property business until Don came to so she told the girls to strip Don and tie him up and put him in a bed. When it was time for the girls to go to bed Linda said that as the oldest she would undertake the responsibility of monitoring Don. She sat in a chair in the room he was in and watched him till everyone else was asleep. She then stripped naked, woke up Don, snuggled up close and with one hand slowly stroking his hard-on and her other hand massaging his nuts she told him to be quiet. By the morning Linda had Don going slowly out of his mind.

In the morning Linda left Don's arms tied behind his back and she led Don into the kitchen by his nuts. Mrs Porter laughed and asked Don if his hard-on was a permanent thing. She said she and the girls wanted to discuss this business about his ownership claim but that was difficult with him standing there sporting a big erection. Anne said it was obvious he was having naughty thoughts and should be punished and they should all have a hand in the punishment. Don was terrified that they were going to take turns kicking him in the nuts. He was relieved when Linda suggested they spank him. Don thought that would hurt but not too much. Mrs Porter asked Don if he though a good vigorous spanking would get him in the right frame of mind. Don thought of the alternatives and felt that spanking his backside was far better than kicks to his balls. He said it would be good for him. The girls lifted him from the floor and laid him on the table, flat on his back. They spread his legs and tied them to the table legs. Anne shouted that she wanted to be first. She cupped Don's nuts in her left hand and started spanking them with her right. The girls and Mrs Porter burst out laughing at the surprise and shock on Don's face when he realized it wasn't his backside that was going to be spanked.
When the girls and Mrs Porter had all had a turn spanking his balls, poor Don was a blubbering idiot begging forgiveness and pledging eternal devotion. Mrs Porter laughed and said that it looked like Don was becoming more reasonable. She said that he was in no condition to talk about the ownership business and they should leave it for another day. Over the course of the day the girls came by and Don's spread legs and dangling nuts was too much of a temptation and they slapped Don's nuts to keep him in the right frame of mind.

Mrs Porter decided the time had come to review the ownership issue - but she misplaced her reading glasses and they offered Don their hospitality for a few more days while they searched for Mrs Porter's glasses. Mrs Porter's idea of hospitality was to constantly smack Don in the balls. Poor Don, he never realized real estate could be such a difficult enterprise where more than your finances could get crushed.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

How About Some Help

The widow Oakley was getting aggravated. All she seemed to do all day was to pick up after her three daughters and keep Ted, her nephew under control. When Mrs Oakley's sister and husband died from a tragic accident Mrs Oakley agreed to take the boy in and raise him as best she could.
Ted had a list of chores to do daily and it was the least he could do to earn his keep. Well, actually he had a sizable monthly income from his parents estate, which Mrs Oakley appropriated for herself. She felt she deserved something for keeping an eye on the loafer. When Ted was younger she could just pull down his pants, put him across her knee and spank his backside. Now he was too big to put across her knee. She would bring him into her study, pull down his pants and spank his backside as he stood there. After a good spanking she would give him a strict talking to. Ted would have to stand there with his backside on fire, no pants on as his aunt would would go on about how lucky he was to have a good roof over his head and he should always get his chores done and be more appreciative. Whenever Mrs Oakley disciplined Ted she would wear a very tight sweater or low cut blouse and an ultra short skirt. Poor Ted had another problem in addition to his backside on fire, he would develop a throbbing erection as he stood before his aunt.
Mrs Oakley pretended to ignore his hard-on but secretly she was pleased. It increased her control over him. She began getting up during her lecture and telling Ted to stand there as she walked out of the room. The temptation was too much and Ted would stand there jerking off. One time she left Ted and went and got her three daughters who always knew when
Ted was going to get a spanking. they would wait outside and as Ted left the study they would make fun of him with his backside on fire and unsuccessfully trying to hide his erection straining at his pants. She told them that Ted was getting out of hand and she expected their help. The girls had only heard through the door but had never seen Ted getting his punishment. They were pretty excited as Mrs Oakley hushed them and led them into the study unexpectedly and caught Ted hard at it. The girls exploded in gales of laughter. Ted was right about to climax and couldn't stop. Mrs Oakley stepped over to Ted, reached down and grabbed his balls and squeezed. Ted froze with a stunned look on his face and then started to wail in agony. Mrs Oakley turned to her daughters and told them it was no laughing matter, Ted had to learn how to correctly behave and she was hoping her girls could help. To be continued.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Audit Department

Ed had it pretty good. He was general manager of a large charitable group aimed at helping the needy in his city. The pay was good and he enjoyed the publicity and the prestige. Also there were various expenses he could claim which further boosted his generous compensation package. His office was splendid and his gorgeous secretary was all tits and ass. Furthermore, the board of directors were a docile bunch and he could do pretty much as he pleased.



Ed had some managers reporting to him and he made sure they did all the work while he took all the credit and if something went wrong, they took all the blame. The audit group was a small department, a manager and a couple of clerks. They checked the books. The previous manager who seemed to sit in his office and doze retired and Ed had wanted a replacement, someone easy to intimidate and influence. He headed the hiring committee and he found just the person he was looking for. Helen Green was a recent community college graduate with little experience. She wasn't much to look at, horn rimmed glasses, hair pulled back into a bun, long tweed skirt and blouse buttoned right up to the top. She seemed nervous and deferential - just the person. The other committee members said she seemed young and unqualified but when Ed said Helen was the one, they went along with him.



Over the months Ed almost forgot about Helen. She and her two female clerks worked away checking paperwork and there were no complaints or even reports. Ed had cut a few corners and claimed some expenses he wasn't entitled to and steered some contracts where he had received nice kickbacks. He was confident that plain unimaginative Helen would find nothing amiss. Ed had hidden his thieving well and was unconcerned about being found out. Life was good for Ed.



After about six months after being hired Helen made an appointment with Ed for the following morning. She and her two clerks came into Ed's office. Helen had the same nerdy look but gone was the nervous and deferential Helen. She walked across the office and slapped a report down on Ed's desk and told him his falsifying expense claims and receiving kickbacks could land him in jail for a long time. Ed tried to bluster his way out of it but Helen just laughed in his face. She said she had all the evidence, copies of checks and videoed interviews with the company heads he had shaken down for kickbacks. Ed's face turned ashen, he slumped in his chair. Gone was the aggressive, confident Ed. He was beaten and he knew it, his life was virtually over. He begged Helen for some way out, some way to make amends. Helen said that she had discussed it with her clerks but they felt that Ed would be unable to take direction and accept punishment. Ed eagerly said that he would accept punishment and do whatever they said. Helen told him that she would discuss it with her clerks and let him know in an hour whether or not she would call in the press and the police. Ed sat in his office sweating and worried half to death. After an hour Miss "Tits and Ass" stuck her head in and said that Helen had phoned and he was to go immediately to her office.



Ed went to Helen's office and walked in. Helen shouted at him to get the hell out and knock before barging in. In a state of confusion Ed retreated and then knocked on the door. Sue, one of the clerks opened the door and asked Ed what he wanted. He said he was called by Helen. Sue said that Helen was busy at the moment and he was to wait outside her office and not to wander off. Sue said that Helen had asked her to give him something and she swiftly kicked him in the nuts. Sue laughed at Ed as he slowly sank to his knees, with a stunned surprised look on his face, his hands clamped over his nuts, making a strange croaking sound. Sue called Helen and Margo and the three of them helped Ed into a chair. He promptly toppled off the chair. They agreed that he didn't look good laying in the hall outside Helen's office so they helped him in, closed the door and left him on the floor to recover. They went on about their normal duties.



After lunch Ed had recovered to the point where the three could talk to him. Helen told him that they had discussed it and felt that they would give him a chance but no more kickbacks or fraudulent expense claims. They also said that he needed to be punished and undergo an ongoing program of behavior modification. Sue laughed and said that she had voluntiered to do the punishment program and behavior modification with help from others as needed. She said they may as well start right away. She told Ed to go and stand in the corner and take off his pants and undershorts. Ed started to object when Helen cut him off by saying he was in no position to object - either do what they say or if he ever again objected they will call the police and the press. Helen told him that from now on it was total obedience.



Ed quickly striped from the waist down. Sue then told him to spread his legs and put his hands behind his back. She pulled up a chair and got comfortable. She reached out and grasped a testicle in each hand, smiled up at Ed and told him this was for his own good. Sue's fingers tightened around each nut and she squeezed. Ed's eyes bulged, he screamed and he grabbed Sue's arms. Sue looked into Ed's face and told him he was never again to touch her as she squeezed tighter. Wailing in agony Ed let go of Sue's arms as his flapped around. She told him to get them behind his back, which he did. She then told him he was a good boy and continued to squeeze his nuts. Ed slowly sank to the floor. Sue repositioned her chair so she could reach down with her right hand and get a good grip on his nuts. Sue asked Margo to get her some audit reports which she held in her left hand and read at the same time as she was queezing Ed's nuts. She then made a few phone calls and spent the rest of the afternoon working while squeezing and massaging Ed's nuts.



The next day Ed was told to report to Sue's and Margos shared office. Sue brusquely told Ed to drop his pants and stand in the corner and jerk off. She then got on the phone and asked Nancy, Ed's secretary to please come to her office. Ed was right at the verge of a climax and Sue told him to drop his erection and put his hands behind his back. Ed looked ridiculous, naked from the waist down with a throbbing hard-on. Nancy walked in, looked at Ed and burst out laughing. She reached down and held his hard-on and began to slowly stroke it and with her other hand she grabbed his nuts and began to roughly massage them. She looked into his eyes and told him she hated how he refers to her to his friends and visitors as Miss Tits and Ass. She said that from now on he was to call her Ms Devon. Nancy told him that Sue had asked her to help in the punishment and behavior modification and she was delighted to help Ed. As she told Ed how delighted she was to help him she bent his erection almost in half and crushed his nuts . Ed screamed and fell to the floor. Sue came over and stood by Nancy and the two of them looked down at Ed as he writhed about on the floor, moaning in agony and holding his hard-on and his nuts. Sue was smiling as she told Nancy that she had to curb her enthusiasm. Then both women burst out laughing as Ed began to jerk off. Nancy took out her cell phone and took some photos of Ed jerking off. She then told Ed to frop his hard-on and get back to his office and make her some coffee. She would be along shortly to coninue his punishment.

Nancy called her two assistants into her office and they went over the reports they had complied on the other 4 managers reporting to Ed. They agreed that they had found them out doing the same thing as Ed, falsifying expense reports and minor graft, not to the same extent as Ed but enough to interest the police and lose their jobs. They laughed and hi fived. They would soon be wringing their nuts. Who ever thought that auditing could be such a fun job.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Nikonutbusters.com - Part 2

Mrs Farley's business was of to a great start but she needed to get things streamlined. She had a couple of local women making DVD discs and mailing them out but that was not the way to go. She needed a geek. Someone to set things up so a customer could order a video and pay online then download the video and watch it right away.


She spread word around town and everyone said the same thing "Seymour Glick". Everyone in town knew that Seymour was weird and lived like a hermit in his house which had been left to him by his mother. He had also inherited some money from her that he lived off. Mrs Farley phoned Seymour but he wouldn't answer the phone. She went to his house and beat on the door but he just shouted that he was busy and for her to go away. Polly said she knew Seymour from high school and he was weird but he had had a crush on her so she would give it a try. Polly dressed in her old high school cheerleader uniform with the very short skirt. She went over to his house, knocked on the door and shouted that it was Polly Farley and she wanted him to open the door. He shouted out "What for?" and Polly answered "So I can grab your nuts and give them a good squeeze". Seymour opened the door and said "That's weird" . It was the middle of the afternoon but Seymour was wearing pajamas. Polly stepped into his house and immediately pulled down his pajama bottoms and grabbed his nuts with one hand and she yanked off her panties with the other. She pulled him to the floor by his nuts and sat on his face. She was facing his nuts and she gave them her undivided attention for a couple of hours. Her pussy in his face and her fingers on his nuts were the center of his universe. After a couple of hours Polly had reduced Seymour to a stammering, shaking idiot, pledging eternal devotion and servitude to Polly.


Over the next few days Seymour had set up all his computer hardware in a corner of the warehouse and the phone company had installed a high speed service. As long as Polly massaged his nuts every couple of hours Seymour kept hard at it. He was a sight wearing only his pajama tops and a permanent hard-on. Mrs Farley loved Seymour - he was building a state of the art site. Every time she went by him she would smack his nuts in gratitude. Poor Seymour got so that he loved Mrs Farley almost as much as he loved Polly.

Now that Mrs Farley had her company's infrastructure in place she needed product. All her videos had been of women kicking men in the nuts. The only exception was the bit about Miss Meek squeezing Wally's nuts and that was a huge success. She needed more nut squeezing. She phoned Miss Meek, the spinster church organist and asked her if she could come by the warehouse studio at a convenient time. The next day Miss Meek came by and Mrs Farley asked her to star in her next video. Mrs Farley mentioned a reasonable sum of money and Miss Meek agreed, as long as she didn't have to do anything impolite. Mrs Farley agreed, nothing impolite. She then decided to go and see Wally Filmore and he readily agreed as soon as Mrs Farley said that it was a role with Miss Meek squeezing his nuts. He didn't even ask how much it paid.

The next day shooting started. Mrs Farley asked Miss Meek to dress the same way as in the prior video except that she wanted her to wear a shorter skirt. Miss Meek arrived and was ready to start. She had on the same dark business suite but instead of a skirt below her knees, this time there was hardly any skirt at all. It was so short it didn't cover the crotch of her white panties. She walked into the studio and Wally was ready, no pants and when he saw her he moaned and instantly got a big hard-on. Mrs Farley shouted action and Miss Meek walked up to Wally, grabbed his erection and bent it and told Wally he was a bad boy for having impolite thoughts and she was going to teach him to be polite. She then grabbed his nuts with her other hand and squeezed. Wally was perfect, frozen in stunned agony. A look of surprise and pain rolled into one. She pulled up a chair and set it beside Wally who had fallen to the floor. She reached down and firmly grasped his nuts and moved them around with her fingers and squeezed. Wally was howling in agony as Miss Meek looked into the video camera and started a long dialog about how impolite society had become. All the while she kept squeezing his nuts. Miss Meek had an innate sense of show business as she kept her spread legs towards the camera for a breathtaking up skirt shot.

Mrs Farley did another audition. This time she wanted healthy looking farm girls squeezing the farmers nuts. It and the subsequent video was a huge success.

Miss Meek suggested bus trips from a major city a couple of hours away. It would give city folk a chance to enjoy some country nut squeezing. The first trips were aimed at city professional women who would enjoy a chance let off steam anonymously and nothing was better at letting off steam than squeezing some poor guy's nuts. After a bus ride with an open bar there was a gourmet dinner with fine wines. Then a selection of naked and handcuffed men to choose from and a private room to beat, kick, squeeze, spank, etc the poor guy's nuts. Then a relaxing drive back to the big city. A perfect women's night out.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Nikonutbusters.com

Things weren't going too well in Niko. The only employer in town was the brush factory and they closed down last fall. Half of the people left town and the other half were barely able to hang on. The town council had tried to lure new business but Niko was in the middle of nowhere and had nothing going for it. Niko needed something going for it.

Then widow Farley put in an application for a business license. Normally an application for a business license would have been exciting news but the city council remembered Mrs Farley's prior attempt at business. It was a tea room, a nice idea in a booming city but a disaster in Niko. There were no tourists and no tea drinkers in town. But she was trying so the city council got together and opened up her application. They couldn't figure out what kind of business it was so they called in Sue Nance, the town bookkeeper and librarian. She read the application a couple of times and said it had something to do with the Internet and there was something about jobs. Well, the Internet was the future and there may be jobs so the council approved the application. Also, she had requested use of a small warehouse that had reverted to the town for back taxes and that was also approved.

The next week Mrs Farley and her daughter were hard at work cleaning up the warehouse. There was a lot of speculation in town about an Internet business. It sounded exiting. Then Mrs Farley hired her first person. Steve Miller was a young single fellow who had a small spread at the edge of town and he was trying hard to make a go of it. Word about town was that it was only a part time job but it paid well, which was all Steve knew about it but he was willing to try anything. He was desperate for some cash.

He showed up the next day and signed some papers and was ready for work. Mrs Farley said he was to be a model in an instructional video to be sold on the internet. All he had to do was stand there. Mrs Farley picked up a video camera and Polly, her daughter came into the warehouse. Polly was a cute young woman, barely over five feet, slim and pretty and nicely dressed in a short summer skirt and blouse and sneakers. She had known Steve all her life. Mrs Farley shouted "Action" Polly walked up to Steve, smiled and said "Hi" and kicked him in the balls. Steve was in agony and started to bend over. Polly grabbed and pulled his hair and stopped him from folding in two. She moved a little closer and repeatedly kicked his nuts until Polly let go of his hair and Steve fell to the floor. Mrs Farley shouted "Cut", Polly said that was fun and Steve curled up in a ball, clutching his nuts and moaning. Mrs Farley instructed Steve to take of his pants but he just laid on the floor moaning. Mrs Farley and Penny undid his pants and pulled them off.

Mrs Farley said they would stop while Steve pulled himself together. She and Polly had a cup of tea and laughed as they watched Steve squirm around on the floor, clutching his nuts and moaning. After the tea Mrs Farley told Steve to get up, they had another scene to shoot. As Steve slowly got to his feet Mrs Farley shook her head and said to Polly it was hard to believe that Steve was such a slacker. Polly agreed and shouted at Steve to get moving and show some enthusiasm.

Poor Steve was almost in a trance. For the rest of the day Mrs Farley led Steve around by his nuts and videoed Polly kicking, punching, slapping and squeezing Steve's nuts. Mrs Farley was happy with the day's shoot and said they had enough to put together their first video. She paid Steve and included a nice bonus. Polly had to drive Steve home and she told him to be ready for another day's shooting tomorrow. Steve was in agony but he sure needed the money and figured his nuts could take another day.

Mrs Farley and Polly put the video together that evening and had it for sale that evening. It got picked up by all the major search engines and by morning they had a flood of orders. Polly went out and got Steve and they did another day's shoot. Mrs Farley didn't believe in useless dialog and a moronic story line. She just had Steve in a room with no pants and Polly walked in, kicked him in his nuts and took it from there. Their second video sold as well as the first.

Polly spoke to a couple of her friends about being in show business and they were enthusiastic. Polly said it paid well and all they had to do was follow some basic instructions and beat guy's balls. Polly was surprised that there was such a high level of fascination among the men to getting their nuts beaten. The guy's said they did it for the money but Polly wasn't sure. Word spread that it was easy work, especially for the women and that it paid big money. Pretty soon the whole town was clamoring to be in the videos and Mrs Farley promised that the whole town would have a chance. Mrs Farley said that there would be a large try out in the town auditorium. The talent judges would be the town librarian, the head of the horticultural society and Mrs James, the town administrator. Mrs Farley wanted the endorsement of the town leaders and a stable of actors willing to kick nuts and get their nuts kicked and she wanted it fast. She felt that a large try out was the best way. Each judge was to receive a thousand dollar honorarium which was a huge, jaw dropping sum in Niko. Mrs Nance, the town bookkeeper and the biggest busybody gossip was in charge of matching up the contestants and getting them on the stage, which would be quite a job since virtually the whole town wanted to try out. She was given the title of talent administrator and was to get a thousand dollar honorarium.

Everyone was expecting dialog and acting except Mrs Farley. She didn't want a story line cluttering up her videos. She wasn't looking for actors. She wanted young women who genuinely enjoyed kicking men's nuts and she wanted men who could take having their nuts kicked by attractive women. She called the judges and administrator together and told them of her plan. The men would come out one at a time, naked and the women would take turns kicking them in the nuts. The men who could take the most kicks were the winners. The women who could dispatch the most men with just one kick were also the winners, ranked in order of how much they appeared to enjoyed it.

The four women (the judges and administrator) started to object and Mrs Farley said it had been cleared by the town's attorney as long as the participants agreed to what was to happen but any of the four who wished to withdraw and loose their thousand dollar honorarium were free to do so. There was a little grumbling but no-one wanted to kiss a thousand dollars goodbye.

The spectacular got underway and the first naked guy was bought out. When the first woman lined up to kick his nuts he started to try and protect himself. Mrs Farley had him disqualified and quickly had a docket wheeled out where the guys neck and arms were secured at the top and his spread legs at the bottom. She had expected such an eventuality and was ready. The whole county was there to watch and each had paid admission which covered the four honorariums and had some left over which was donated to the town treasury . Each time one of the girls delivered a devastating kick the crowd would roar it's approval. Only one woman refused to kick and she turned out to be the crowd favorite. She was spinster Nancy Meek, the church organist who went up to the microphone and said that kicking a man in the testicles was impolite. She walked up to Wally Filmore as she smiled, reached down and grabbed his nuts in her hand and squeezed. It was the first time anyone could remember seeing Miss Meek laugh.

The try out was a huge success. The try out brought a lot of out of towners who spent money in Niko, the town treasury got a boost from the admission and Mrs Farley had a stable of women who loved smacking nuts and guys who loved to get smacked in the nuts. The women of Niko had a fun afternoon and the men had stunned expessions and aching nuts. Polly had tipped of the major network media and nikonutbusters.com received national coverage of women kicking men in the nuts. The next day their sales went through the roof and the most popular video was the two hour long one of the women of Niko kicking the men of Niko in the nuts. It was great, just ordinary women enjoying themselves - young, old and middle aged women walking up to naked men held in a stock and kicking them in the nuts until they collapsed. Miss Meek became an internet sensation - her laughing as she squeezed Wally Filmore's nuts. Wally owned the hardware store which wasn't doing too well and he had hoped to pick up a few much needed dollars as a video actor. This was no act, he was in unbearable agony with Miss Meek laughing in his face and squeezing his nuts. Niko finally had something going for it.

Monday, February 22, 2010

The Leash

Breakfast at the Walker house was a contentious affair most mornings. "Mom, Dans looking up my skirt again" wailed Sue. Dan was her cousin and had been living with them for a year. The truth was that Sue loved teasing Dan and then getting him in trouble with her mother. Sue had been out to get him ever since he moved in. At first it was easy, whenever he wasn't looking Sue would whack him in the nuts and then laugh at him as he rolled around on the floor in agony. Eventually Dan smartened up and began protecting his nuts but that looked almost as funny as him rolling around on the floor. There was Dan, well over six feet and 200 pounds, backing up from Sue with his hand clamped tightly over his nuts. Sue was barely five feet and a hundred pounds but she had smacked Dan's nuts so many times that he was terrified of her.
"Mom, he was looking up my skirt and now he has a hard-on" Mrs Walker told Sue that hard-on wasn't a nice word and that she should say erection. She then turned to Dan and asked him if he had an erection and if he did then he would be in trouble. Erections were not allowed in her house. Dan sat at the table with an afraid look on his face. Mrs Walker told Dan to stand up and face her. Dan just sat there. Mrs Walker screamed at him to stand up. Dan reluctantly got to his feet and there it was, a large throbbing hard-on, straining against the fabric of his jeans.
With a triumphant whoop, Sue jumped to her feet and shouted for her Mom to look at it. Mrs Walker was looking at it all right. Her eyes glowed and she licked her lower lip. It took her breath away and she could almost feel it in her. She reached out with her hand and felt it, all seven rigid inches and then she realized what she was doing. She then shouted "No erections in my house" as she removed her hand and bought it forward as a punch, square in Dan's nuts.
Dan collapsed and Sue applauded her mom. "Way to go Mom, right in the nuts, just like you have always taught me"
Mother and daughter sat side by side at the kitchen table, looking at Dan rolling around on the kitchen floor. Mrs Walker said she had been thinking about Dan and his constant erections and something had to be done. She said that since it was Saturday the three of them should go into town to a specialty shop she had heard of and maybe they had something that could help. They realized that Dan would be reluctant so they tied his wrists behind his back, unzipped him and pulled out his nuts. Sue got a firm, tight grip on his nuts and off they went to town. All the way to town Sue was massaging Dan's nuts with one hand and stroking him with the other.
The found a parking spot on the curb half a block from the store. Sue was ready, she had an extra large paper cup which she dropped over Dan's thrusting erection, to keep him respectable. Sue and Mrs Walker walked to the store, leading Dan by his nuts.
In the store Sue removed the paper cup and walked up to a young woman sales clerk. She stared at Dan's hard-on and said "Oh My!". Sue said they were looking for something to control Dan. The woman said they had come to the right place and introduced herself as Penny and suggested a testicle harness which she brought out. Penny said that they were to placed Dan's nuts in the two woven sacks and tighten them as much as they felt necessary and then could lead him around by the leash attached to the harness. She then suggested a device that went over his erection. It was battery operated and had rollers on the inside that stroked his erection at a rate dictated by the control device.
Penny said she loved demonstrating how they worked as she took Dans nuts and slipped them into the sacks and tightened them up. Dan wailed in agony as Sue, Mrs Walker and Penny laughed at Dan's discomfort. Penny said they should make it a bit tighter around his nuts as she pulled the draw string tight. Dan wailed again and the three women chuckled. Penny then slipped the device over his hard-on. It looked like a one finger glove. She held the control devise, tuned it on and set it on High. She pointed out that they could see the rollers stroking his erection. Poor Dan had a stunned look on his face, his nuts were in agony and he had this wonderful feeling on his hard-on. Penny said it had a great teasing action which was a vacuum pump which created a suction. Penny handed the device to Mrs Walker and suggested she switch on the suction. Mrs Walker did so and the three women roared with laughter as well as a couple of other women shoppers who were watching the demo. Dan was moaning and thrusting his hips back and forth. Penny said that Dan was about to come and the best way to control him is to have him near a climax but never there. Mrs Walker turned the device down and said Penny had a sale.
Sue played with the controls on the way back to their house then Mrs Walker had a try. Pretty soon they were experts at keeping Dan on the edge of a climax but nothing pleased Sue as much as taking a nut out of the testicle harness and pinching, beating and squeezing it and then taking Dan for a walk, leading him by the leash attached to his testicle harness and setting the one fingered glove on slow stroke with full suction. Pretty soon word spread and Sue and Mrs Walker were often showing the harness and glove to women in the town. They set up a user group and got the manufacturer to make a model that delivered a 50,000 volt shock to the wearer's nuts. They felt that really gave them control. The women shared advise onthe easiest way to get their men into the harness and once in the women never let them out.
The user group meetings were a lot of fun for the women and total agony for the men. The women would demonstrate the control they had over the men, how close they could bring them to a climax and how obedient the men became, especially after a tightening of the nut harness and a couple of 50,000 volt jolts to the nuts. Penny was often invited as a speaker and she demonstrated on Dan the newest model which could only be removed with a special key. It was ideal in a work environment and a number of women purchased them for use on their unsuspecting bosses. Nothing guaranteed job security like the delivery of 50,000 volt jolts to the bosses nuts in a devise that can't be removed.
Breakfast at the Walker house became enjoyable. Sue would sit at the breakfast table with her legs hitched high on a chair, opposite Dan so he could look up her skirt. She would then triumphantly call to her mother that Dan was looking up her skirt and Mrs Walker, with a smile of satisfaction, would flip the switch on the device and deliver 50,000 volts to Dan's nuts and then turn on stroker and suction and bring Dan to the edge of a climax and hold him there. Sue enjoyed the feeling of being desired, Mrs Walker enjoyed being in control and, after having his nuts fried, Dan enjoyed the bliss of being on the edge of a climax for hours at a time.

Friday, February 12, 2010

The Heckler

Mary at work was talking up a new bar nearby. She said it was informal and lots of fun and they had a floor show. Also they had games where the winning player won free rounds for his/her table. It sounded like fun and the work gang agreed to meet there at eight.

Mary had saved a couple of tables up front. After a few drinks everyone was relaxed and having a good time. The MC, Donna, was a cute young woman who was pretty funny. Dan, at our table started heckling her. She gave as good as she got but it started to escalate and Dan, having had quite a few drinks, challenged her to a fight. It was pretty ridiculous, he was twice her size but she took him up on it with a couple of conditions. He could only fight one armed and he had to get rid of his bulky suit. He could keep on his boxer shorts and shirt. So clothes wise they were evenly matched, she had on a tee shirt and short skirt. Someone came up with some duct tape to strap Dan's arm, folded at his side, to his chest.

Dan was up on the small stage in his boxers and shirt with one arm strapped but it still looked really one sided. He was twice her size and Donna barely came up to his shoulder. Then people started talking about rules and that got so complicated that Donna finally shouted that the only rule was that there would be no rules, anything goes.

As soon as Donna said there were no rules Dan charged at Donna, hoping to flatten her with his charge. She was ready and side stepped, Dan came back and swung a killer right at her face but Donna ducted. He then tried a kick but Donna danced back out of reach. The crowd jeered Dan and shouted for him to fight fair but Dan shouted back that there were no rules so anything was fair. Dan was not in very good shape and was a bit winded. He stood to catch his breath. Donna skipped behind him and pulled down his boxers and playfully slapped his bare backside. The crowd whooped with laughter. Dan spun around and took a step towards Donna but fell on his face, tripped by his boxers around his ankles. He struggled to his feet and bent to pull up his boxers. Donna planted a foot on his backside and sent him flying. The crowd was killing themselves with laughter. Dan struggled to his feet, his boxers nowhere in sight.

Dan shouted that he was going to kill the little bitch and unleashed a round house right that missed just by inches. As he rushed past her Donna stuck out her foot and tripped Dan. He crashed to the floor., flat on his back. Donna jumped on him, her two feet landing on his stomach and driving the wind out of him. She jumped up in the air and came down with her feet in the same spot. Donna then went and stood to one side with her arms crossed and smiled at Dan as he struggled to his feet. She asked if he had had enough and was ready to quit. He again called her a bitch and staggered towards her. Instead of backing up, Donna took a step forward, reached out her hand and grabbed Dan by his nuts. She held his nuts in a vise like grip and smiled up at him. Dan screamed and the crowd cheered. Donna slowly lowered Dan to the floor, all the while squeezing his nuts. All Dan could do was scream and hold onto Donna's arm. She patted his head and made soothing sounds. Someone handed her her microphone and she called him a poor little baby and asked if it hurt. Poor Dan couldn't even talk. The crowd loved it, hooting and laughing.

Donna was laughing along with the crowd and asked them if she should keep squeezing his nuts as tight as now, squeeze tighter or let him go. Donna said to Dan that the crowd was a mean bunch as she squeezed his nuts tighter. Poor Dan couldn't even scream any longer, he just laid on his back with his legs spread accepting the terrible punishment from Donna. Donna said that she was going to let go of Dan's nuts to give him a chance to recuperate. Donna was relaxed as she sat on Dan's stomach and chatted with the crowd, telling jokes, mostly about women whacking guys in the nuts. The audience loved it, especially the women. Donna called for a free round of drinks for Dan's table. His table jokingly drank to Dan's nuts. Donna asked the women in the audience if they had ever wanted to kick, smack, pinch, spank or squeeze a guy in the nuts now was their chance. She put the mike down to Dan and asked him if he minded. He just moaned so Donna said that he didn't say no so they should come right on up. The women from Dan's table were the first up, being led by Mary who had recommended the bar. Donna asked Mary what she was going to do - kick, smack, pinch, spank or squeeze. Mary was looking at Dan's nuts and laughing and said she wanted to do one of each. Donna looked at the long line of women wanting a chance at Dan;s nuts so she said sorry, one only. Mary said OK, picked up Dan's nuts, settled them in the palm of her left hand and started rapidly and forcefully spanking them with her right hand. Dan who had been laying comatose, screamed, sat up straight, fell over and fainted. Donna said sorry but that was it, a good nut beating is fun but she didn't want him sterile or castrated. She told the women to come back soon and maybe she can get Dan back or arrange another fight.

Donna finally ended her act. A couple of Dan's co-workers carried him to a taxi. Mary got in the taxi and said she would make sure that Dan got home and safely tucked into bed. It took both her and the taxi driver to get Dan into his apartment. Mary got Dan undressed which was easy, he only had on his shirt and boxers. She laid him out on his bed and then she couldn't help herself, his nuts looked so inviting that she settled them in the palm of her left hand and spanked them with her right. Unlike earlier when she had spanked them as rapidly as she could, this time she did it slowly to make it last. Good lord, how she loved smacking his nuts.

The next day at work Mary asked if everyone agreed that the bar she recommended was great and lots of fun. Everyone agreed except Dan, who sat behind his desk, bent over, moaning and clutching his nuts. Mary went over to Dan and told him to be a good sport, it was lots of fun, especially her spanking his nuts. Quietly she asked him if he remembered her spanking his nuts, first at the bar and later at his apartment. Dan nodded and said that was all he could think about. She laughed and said they should do it again real soon. Surprise, surprise, Dan nodded yes. Mary smiled, playfully jabbed him in the nuts and went back to work, happily humming a tune and watching the clock. She phoned Sue, her roommate and told her to go straight to their apartment after work, she had something priceless so show her. At quitting time Mary collected Dan and took him back to her apartment. In the taxi she slid her hand down his pants and got a firm squeeze on his nuts which she didn't let go as she led him into her apartment and introduced him to her roommate. Not one to beat around the bush, Mary told Dan to go into her bedroom, strip naked and lay on the bed. She then reminded Sue that just a couple of days ago Sue had said that she would love to beat some guy's balls until he screamed and begged for mercy.

Mary led Sue into the bedroom and sat her down beside Dan who was naked, laying on his back with a stiff erection. Both women looked at Dan and laughed. Mary took Dan's nuts and settled them in the palm of Sue's hand. Mary began to jerk Dan off as she handed Sue a wooden ruler. Sue began spanking Dan's nuts with the ruler. Sue found all the tension of the day disappear and she became relaxed as she beat Dan's nuts. Mary would rather be beating Dan's nuts but she could always do that later and she did find a sense of empowerment as she slowly stroked his erection. Feeling content both women chatted about shopping, friends and gossip as Dan laid beside them, naked with a stiff erection from Mary's hand job and unbelievable pain in his nuts from Sue's nut spanking.