Joe and Sarah

by Caligula

Joe and Sarah were both 16 and were boyfriend/girlfriend. Joe was your average guy, interested in sports and girls. Sarah was a breathtaking beauty with blonde hair and great legs and chest. They had recently had an argument about who was tougher, men or women. Joe clearly pointed out that men had the body strength and women were just physically weaker. Sarah pointed out that men were inherently the protectors of women and would be very reluctant to cause injury to a female, thus giving women a definite advantage. Joe decided it wasn't worth arguing about and in a very condescending tone, told Sarah that she was right. This pissed Sarah off no end, and she very quickly threw a challenge at Joe.

"Alright smartass, how about we duke it out to see who's the tougher sex!" she fumed.

"No way, babe, I'll hurt you." Joe laughed at Sarah, as her faced turned red with rage.

"Chicken sweetie?" No one called Joe chicken!

"You're on! When and where do you want to do it?"

"Right here, right now!"

"Okay babe, let's go!" Joe and Sarah both stepped into the middle of Joe's living room and cleared away the furniture. They both then stripped down. Joe ended up in his briefs, while Sarah was in panties and bra. Sarah wanted it this way so her breasts could distract Joe, and also so she could see Joe's vulnerable areas... mainly his groin!

"Alright Joe, we fight until the other person submits. No rules, all blows are legal. And Joe... if the other person doesn't believe the submission is genuine and that the other person is in real pain, then the fight continues until the submission IS genuine... or until one of us passes out. Agreed?" Sarah smiled at this last part. Joe was irritated, as surrendering quickly was just what he was planning to do to save his girlfriend the embarrassment of losing to him. But now she had closed off that avenue to him and he wasn't sure what he was going to do now. He definitely didn't want to hurt her. But was she right? Did his natural instinct prevent him from hurting her too badly?

"Agreed." That was it. The match started and the two faced off. Joe got into a crouch as he had seen wrestlers do on the television. Sarah laughed at his stupid show of skill and simply walked straight up to him and slapped him hard across the face. Joe was completely taken aback by this bold move.

"Men are always trying to skulk around, never thinking of going for the straightforward option," laughed Sarah.

"That hurt!" fumed Joe as he rubbed his stinging cheek.

"Well we ARE fighting, you know." Then Sarah unexpectedly slapped him again and now Joe had both hands up to his face. Sarah smiled at him and punched him in the gut. Joe let out an ‘Oooommpphhh’ and clutched his stomach, doubling up slightly. It was at this point that Sarah grabbed his hair and swiftly brought her knee up and his face down, causing a nice crunching sound and leaving a trickle of blood running from Joe's nose. He reflexively moved his hands from his stomach to his nose and whined about how he thought his nose was broken. Now was the time for Sarah to really get to work.

"Stand up straight and spread your legs a little to relieve the pressure in your nose, stupid," helped Sarah. She couldn't believe it; the idiot was actually doing it!

"You deserve this, you moron!" Sarah took a slight step back and looked between Joe's legs. She could see his balls outlined clearly in his tight briefs.

"This is the REAL reason why women are tougher than men. I don't think you'll ever forget it." Joe looked from between his fingers as they clutched his nose to see his girlfriend draw her leg back and then swing forward. The top of her bare foot connected solidly with his balls and lifted him an inch off the ground. Before he could fall, however; Sarah pushed him hard against the wall and while holding his hands above his head she proceeded to knee him in the groin as she spoke.

"Do..." WHAM!!! "you..." CRUNCH!!! "admit..." SQUASH!!! "defeat?" PHOOM!!! Sarah finally let Joe slump to the ground. She decided to gloat.

"I TOLD you women were stronger than men. Those balls of your are a big liability, aren't they." She made it a statement, not a question. Joe moaned in agony but wasn't about to let his girlfriend bust his balls and get away with it. He slowly... very slowly, struggled to his feet and faced his girlfriend. He made sure he covered his balls since that seemed to be her preferred target. He was ready for her this time as she charged him. He stepped out of the way and pushed her head first into the wall. She fell to the ground and clutched her head as Joe smiled, satisfied with himself.

He was about to take his turn at gloating when he heard soft sobbing coming from Sarah and immediately felt sorry for what he had done. He ran over and knelt down beside her, cradling her head in his arms.

"There, there now, I'm sorry. Don't cry honey. I didn't mean to hurt you but you had to be taught a less... AAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Joe let out a bloodcurdling scream and his hands went reflexively to his nuts. Sarah had reached under him while he was babbling on about teaching HER a lesson, and had gripped his balls through his underwear. She was squeezing unmercifully hard and had a cruel smile on her face. With one hand she squeezed and pulled him to his feet, and with the other she slapped him hard in the mouth.

"Didn't I tell you that you'd want to protect me more than hurt me? NOW who's being taught the lesson!!! Huh?" She continued slapping him and squashing his nuts. As he whimpered and dangled at the end of her hand, she twisted his balls all the way around and then pulled up sharply. Joe barked out a few high-pitched squeals as Sarah pulled hard on his twisted nutsack. She made sure his nuts were trapped down at the end of his scrotum, and then pulled her free hand back.

"Guess what happens now, Joe!!!" Her open palm rammed into his trapped balls and Joe screamed again. He couldn't fall unless he wanted his girlfriend to rip his nuts off in the process so he had to do his best to keep standing. She slapped his balls three more times before deciding that it wasn't good enough. Sarah switched to a closed fist, took careful aim, and punched her boyfriend's nuts till he was unconscious.

Joe awoke to find he was flat on his back with his girlfriend sitting between his spread legs. He tried to move but found his hands and legs had been tied spread-eagle to various points in the room. He noticed he was still in his underwear but Sarah had changed back into her clothes and was wearing her black boots.

"Alright, it's over, I passed out and you win."

"No Joe, if you remember, you have to submit first."

"Okay, I submit! Now let me go, damn it!" Joe was getting very nervous.

"But I don't believe you're serious. You don't sound genuine, Joe. So I guess you have to sound genuine or I make you pass out again, then it's over and not before." Sarah wanted to enjoy herself and so stuffed one of her smelly socks into Joe's mouth, making sure he COULDN'T submit. Sarah stood up and walked around Joe's prone and easily accessible body. She kicked him hard several times in the ribs, which made Joe wince in pain. She then stepped up onto Joe's nearly naked body, using his balls as a stepping stool. She laughed as she thought his eyes were nearly going to pop out of their sockets when she transferred her full weight onto his nuts. But then the pressure was gone and she was standing on Joe's bare chest in her boots.

"Do you like my boots Joe? You're going to know them VERY well before the night is over." She stomped hard on his chest and even began to jump up and down on him.

"Don't cry Joe, all you have to do is submit and it will be over." She scraped her boot heels on his chest and then dropped to her knees, hitting his ribs hard. As her bony knees dug into his chest, the toes of her boots were painfully crushing his balls. She made sure to twist her feet slightly to increase his discomfort.

"Tell me you love me Joe and I'll stop." She twisted her boots some more.

"Tell me women are stronger and I'll stop." She lifted her right foot and then kicked it down into his balls.

"I guess you don't want me to stop, Joe." BAM!!! Again she kicked with the toe of her hard boots and began twisting them into his nuts once more.

"Let's finish this, lover." Sarah slapped Joe in the face and gave him an open hand palm strike right in his broken nose. She stood up and walked off Joe's body, once again using his balls as a stairway. She sat down between his spread legs, resuming the position he had first seen her in when he had woken up. She flexed her legs, stretching them and pointing her boots at Joe's face. Then quite abruptly she slammed her right heel into Joe's balls, lifted her right foot and followed up by slamming her left heel into his nuts.

"Ever wonder how many kicks to the balls it takes to make a man pass out? Let's find out." She kept using her hard heels and alternating between left and right kicks, increasing the force with each blow to his nuts. Joe was wailing behind the sock gag and crying openly. Finally, with about the 57th kick, Joe's body bucked, his eyes rolled up into his head, and he passed into blissful unconsciousness.

"Ah shit! I guess the fun is over, and I don't think you'll be arguing with me as to who's the superior gender anymore, Joe honey." Sarah then kicked Joe in the balls one last time before cutting him loose and removing his gag.