I still felt humiliated as, apart from the chastity cage (which offered little to hide his nudity) I was completely naked in front of two strong and beautiful women.
Imagine yourself being caught naked by an attractive, fully clothed girl - perhaps a girl you know. She is pleased with herself for catching you naked, with no place to hide and no way to cover up. As she looks you over, you can see that she is feeling a little mean, and is eager to have some fun with you.
18 y.o. blonde Kathy looked more than adorable in her leotard. Long powerful legs, sexy outfit and slender, toned figure. Her look made me sure - she has no mercy for men at all! Endless brutal kicking, stomping, punching and beating, that's all that I can hope to receive.
Ellis took a microphone and her voice made audience silent.
"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we have a bit different show for you. Please welcome, our beautiful expert in cock and balls torture, Kathy! You know her fighting manner very well. She mostly focuses on the groin of her male opponent. Even when she beats up his balls during a wrestling match, she wants his cock being stiff and erected! And she knows when she beats up his cock the pervert’s penis gets bigger and bigger. Blood goes away from his pathetic brain to make his cock harder, it turns him into stupid creature who forgets all his combat skills and unable to defend himself.
But her today's opponent pretends to get a safety from her lovely attacks. Welcome a male newcomer - Joe!"
Ellis pointed at me and continued:
"Nowadays, male nudity is so normal and every day that it's not unusual to see a naked male bottom in a prime-time TV drama. It is so much the norm that we've come to expect men to wear nothing in UFC cage. But this guy decided to prevent his arousal by chastity device. Let's look, is it an effective? I think it was a mistake because his balls still unprotected and he may be defeated by good kick in the groin anyway. Of course, he is locked in chastity, and he will keep a concentration on the fight, but he can’t even enjoy the tussle on the floor and the closeness of Kathy’s sexy body. May it help him to win? Let's see!"
Kathy took a microphone from Ellis's hand and pointed at me:
"The male creature is stripped naked, his nudity serves as an embarrassment, a loss of control. But the woman's partial nudity is the opposite. With the male creature tamed, I'm free to explore my body without male pithiness getting in the way. I choose to remove my skirt in order to feel my opponent's submission beneath me, but I keeps my leotard and boots to show that for my nudity is a choice and for him it is a commandment. This may sound cruel, but I get turned on kicking young boys in their little balls. I suppose I like to teach them about their vulnerability when they're still young. The best part is that there is nothing they can do about it. They learn the hard way that boys are inferior. I used to do that to the neighborhood boys. They would fall down crying and I would smile and leave them there in agony. Poor boys Now I'm gets ready to kick this stupid male in the balls several times to finish him off."
Her voice was confident and scornful. And it was too much for me. "I'm not going to let you kick me in the groin!" I screamed, but I had no microphone and my voice sounded pathetic in the big hall.
"I've kicked many males over my life kiddo. And a successful knee right into their nuts has always brought them to the ground, crying in the fetal position. If you can't see that girls are the stronger sex after that I can't help you."
"So, you feel superior because you're a woman, and don't have such a weak spot like our balls?"
"I doubt it considering every male I've hit before! My legs could reach your balls long before you even got to my tits Hun. And once you are the ground from that first hit, completely disabled, I'll walk over to you and start squeezing the life out of those plums you have dangling between your legs. You'll be begging me not to crush them as you writhe around from so much pain!"
"Now that is scary for a male to hear. I hope you know that groin shots are illegal in most fights. So, what would you do in a professional fight? Ha-ha If you even try to go there, I will tell the referee"
"Little boy is calling his mama! You're so pathetic! And you know why groin shots are forbidden in fights? Because it's men who made the rules, and they know that a simple kick put you on the floor screaming. So, in real fights, no rules ones, what would you do tough little boy?"
"I would make sure you are away from my groin area and if you attempt, I will close my knees thus preventing you from reaching them. That’s such a cheap shot, why do all girls go for that? Every girl I fight either purposely kicks or acts like she accidentally got me there. Can’t they win fair and square? Cheating bitches. It is extremely annoying because half my energy is spent protecting those things. Anyway, that doesn’t mean I can’t heat you"
"It's so funny how boys get offended at that! What about raping girls! No guy has ever even come close to beating me? Know why? All that have tried I've bruised up their nuts! You couldn't kill me if you tried lol. Standing with your legs closed in a fight is real smart. No balance and you can't move.... All that because you have to protect such weak and sensitive area. All I can say is I'm glad I have a smooth crotch and not those awkward hanging eggs."
"Hell breasts aren't in an awkward place like balls, you can't even close your legs properly without wincing! So, let me get this straight you will fight me with one hand and you think you are fast enough to react to all my kicks... Only a boy could be so dumb. You're naked and I can see all your vulnerable points. I could still kick you when your legs are closed it would just be a front kick and it would hit you in the dick, which is still a sensitive area. It sounds like you are just trying to "prove how mainly you are" Get over it your balls are a weakness. It’s nice to be a girl dressed in leotard that protects me and to know about you're not allowed to attack any areas of my body under clothes!"
"No, I'll fight against you with both hands and will protect my balls whenever needed. And a dick kick is nowhere near as painful as the ball kick. It will be fun messing up that pretty face of yours! And yeah, I’m not that 16-year-old boy, I’m a 23-year-old man so watch out honey."
"Lol as if you know that one kick and you'd be screaming on the ground and moaning from the pain! You'd have your nuts kicked back into your body! Lol your 23 and still trying to defend that balls are strong...Your pathetic and you know it. You just envying my perfect and clothed body!"
"I agree I am jealous of your bodysuit but I'm stronger than you even after having balls. And what do you mean you’ll kick my nuts inside my body? Stop using such threats they are really scary although I doubt you can do that. Tell me girl have you even kicked a man above 20 hard enough for it to really hurt? All these are your fantasies. Maybe you kick little and think you are superior"
"If you admit your jealous of girls bodies then why even pretend that you are still stronger? You have to know that girls don't have that weakness and one hit to a boy’s nods will drop him and have him squirming from pain! I've kicked men over 20 yes lol and they drop all the same. You're a boy you should know if hit hard enough a testicle can recede into the body."
"Just shut up alright. Stop trying to scare me with those threats. My balls are sensitive but not weak. Maybe the men you kicked were dumb enough to leave their balls exposed, I’m not so dumb. And I might be younger than you but I am a MAN 23 yr. old, so stop calling me a boy"
"Too bad for you, your balls are not made in steel. You perfectly know that. They're not only sensitive, but also weak. Weak as you are, scared by such simple "threat". By the way, you sound quite silly, trying to say that your balls make you strong."
"You say the ball can recede into the body and call that a simple threat? Are you crazy? That’s enough to scare the manhood out of any guy. If that’s a simple threat I don’t know what your real threats are like. My balls are not made of steel but I think they can withstand a kick from a weak girl like you. Now go and try to make a good fight!"
We both square up, our fists raised. Cautiously, we approached each other. She smiled, and offered a test of strength. Our fingers interlaced, and we started squeezing. Soon sweat began to form on her brow as my hands, my greater male strength started to crush her hands. “Not so easy is it girl?”
She didn’t reply, instead she fell backwards, putting me off balance. As I spread my stance to keep my footing her toe snuck up and struck me right in the testicles. My knees immediately buckled, and soon I found her foot in my face and she tipped me over and pulled me to the mat with her. She ground her foot in my face and taunted me, “taste it loser, taste my superiority!”
She hopped on top of me and grabbed my hair, and with a vicious smile slammed a fist into my jaw. My brain rattled in my head as the blow dazed me. I lifted my arm up to ward off the next hit, and we wrestled for control until her hand pushed my head back onto the ground. But her grip on my arm slipped, and my hand grabbed her breast. “You pig!” She screamed and she rolled off of me. I tried to attack her back, but an elbow met my mouth with vicious force, and I tasted a little blood.
She tried to grab my wrist, and force me into a head scissor, But I deftly escaped. Back on our feet we clashed several times, throwing punches and kicks that couldn’t connect on either of us. She smiled cockily as she blocked my roundhouse, and stepped into take advantage…
And never saw the other kick catch her in the side of the head. I floored her with a single hit, and she laid on the ground dazed. Maliciously I grabbed her ankles and dragged her into the middle of the cage. And then I grabbed her by the throat.
Displaying my male pride and strength I lifted her by the throat with both hands and held her over my head, attempting to choke the life from her. “Give up!”
“N-Nnngh-N-!”
“Give up!” I said one more time.
Her eyes wrenched shut, and a tear dripped from the corner of her eye, “N-NNgh-nnnnngh-nnn~!”
“No? Fine.” So I choked her there, over my head, her tight leotard clad body writhing and wriggling for everyone to see. All too soon her arms dropped limp, and her struggles stopped. So I dropped her to the mat like a limp sack of potatoes. “Count her ref, she’s out.”
The ref gave me a look that could melt steel as she knelt down over my opponent’s limp body. Soon she began to stir, and I couldn’t help myself from talking shit to this arrogant female.
"Is it still as much fun if you are not able to hide behind the "don't hit me, I'm a girl" clause? Keep it up and you may find out. Pretty sure I am not the only man who may beat you!", I told, going out from the fighting cage. The first round finished by my victory.
Twenty minutes later a new round had begun.
We reentered the cage, and I admit I was feeling confident. My opponent had learned that she may think she’s superior, but that has to be earned in the cage. She cautiously circled around me, waiting for an opening, so I attacked first. I fired a kick at her head that she managed to avoid. She blocked my second kick, and returned fire with her own. The first own impacted my solid abs but she flicked her foot back down towards my balls, hoping for a quick score, but missed.
I fired a powerful roundhouse right into her chest, but she managed to block with both arms. I fired off another quick snap kick towards her head, but she blocked and I realized my mistake. I left myself wide ope- Wham! Her fist cracked me in the side of the head mercilessly. I tried to retaliate, but neither of us could land another full blow on the other, until I floored her with another roundhouse kick to the temple. She lifted her arm up and said “Wait, Wait! I...“
I hesitated, maybe this round would end easily and she’d just give up round two also –
My eyes go wide as I feel her foot strike my groin, “I was waiting for this, fool!” She grins evilly at me. I can’t breathe, I can’t even scream as I feel my balls crushed into my abdomen. Oh god, the pain! I back up holding a hand in front of me, “Wait, I-,“ But there was no hesitation in her. He grabbed my arm, and locked me into a truly painful armbar. Laughing like a devil, she paraded me around the cage, showing off my pain and weakness to everyone watching, taking particular relish in displaying me to Helen, show was watching my torment with awe.
She tosses me over her hip and dumped me onto the mat, headfirst. I shake my head to try and clear it but she’s already on top of me. She sets up and starts pounding her fists into my head, left, right, left again, I lose count as my head snaps back and forth under the weight of her assault.
Soon she shimmies her way on top of me, and grinds her crotch onto my face. I can smell her arousal as she says something, probably some kind of shit talk but I can’t hear it over the ringing in my skull. She then leans back and presses her sweaty breasts in my face, smothering me. I’d be in heaven, surrounded by luscious lady pillows if I wasn’t suffocating.
She switches around, sitting her shapely ass on my face and grinding it against me, humiliating me. I try to push her off, but She just braces herself. And then she leans forward. I feel her hands wrap around my scrotum and my eyes go wide. Soon my nuts are in a vice, as she tries to crush them like grapes in her hands. My screams are muffled by her ass. She grabs and twists them, pulls them and torments them. Soon Her thighs snap around my head as she twists my balls viciously.
I can’t take it anymore, soon the darkness claims me.
I come to just in time to start the third round. I’m in pain, and demoralized as she approaches me, confidently. I’m too angry to think and I blindly rush at her swinging for a massive uppercut that she nimbly dodges. I go for a left hook, but she ducks under it, and rattles my brain with a stiff uppercut. She sends a vicious kick into my abdomen folding me up.
She grabs my head, and drives it down into her knee, once, twice. I can barely keep my feet I’m so dazed from her assault. She muscles me into the cage, and I feel my breath catch in my throat as her knee strikes me full in the crotch. I feel as if my balls had been knocked all the way into my throat, I feel my bile rising.
I fall to all fours and I feel her foot strike the back of my head. I try to get up, but her feet are all over me. Kicking, stomping, each strike slamming my head into the cage over and over and over. Are they going to stop the fight? Are they just going to let this continue until she stomps me to death? She ends it with a vicious stomp that slams my head into the cage.
I think I lost consciousness there for a minute, because suddenly I’m on my back with her foot to my throat. She’s shaking her fist at me, saying something, but I can’t hear it over the dull pounding in my skull, and the agony in my balls.
She flips me onto my back and starts wrenching my arm further and further until I feel like it’s about to dislocate. I rolled onto my back, and I started to try and muscle my way back, I forced her grip up. But Kathy was quicker than me still. Her training meant she could react on instinct and she followed that strike by thrusting her hand to where she now knew my balls lay expectantly. She grabbed them and twisted.
"I think I’ll yank them off this time,” she whispered, half menacingly, half-jokingly. With every wriggle by me she tightened her grip. With every yell she twisted and with every attempt to fight back she yanked. I hated this. This was the worst position. When the girl grabbed them, I couldn’t do anything. There was nothing on her to grab. Her perfect form made her invulnerable to any equivalent attack and a fast punch was out of the question, she was too wily for that. She’d crush my balls first. And then she began to dig her nails into my balls. It wasn't permanent damage, but I passed out from the pain.
I woke up from the pain in my sore balls. Kathy dug a toe of her boot into my groin, forcing me to move. "Stand up, loser! Kneel before your victor, don't make me wait!"
She loved the look of desperation in my eyes as I knelt before her.
"Why do girls think it's amusing or funny to hit a guy's balls?" I moaned looking up at my sexy victor.
"Sorry guys but balls are for kicking & it’s a good lesson to learn that you can be controlled by getting you by the ball sack", she laughed.
"I agree that balls are designed by God this way to help girls and women defending against men and eventually punishing us. I admit your superiority, Kathy!"
She raised a hand, celebrating her victory. "Kiss my boots, loser!" she ordered. I had no choice but execute her command.
Now her victory was obvious for audience. She giggled: "I never really got as excited going a kickboxing shoot. We should do this again next week. I just love men’s balls so much. Such good control points! If you didn’t have them you may have had a chance. But then, if you didn’t have them you wouldn’t be a man, would you?"
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