A misunderstanding goes terribly wrong

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I'm usually an easy-going person, pretty calmed down and gentle, I'm never rude or disrespectful, but it had been a while since I had sex, and it was driving a little crazy lately. I've been having my coffee in public coffee shops and take the time to check on the waitresses and women around. I think I'm turning into a little perv.

I'm in my 30s, I work as a programmer, so the nerdy look is implied, but that doesn't mean I'm unsuccessful with women, I'm actually good at dating and flirting, but lately is not working for me. I broke up with my girlfriend a couple of months ago, and I've been so busy with work that I've completely forgotten about my needs, and now, is like it hunting me.

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I caught myself getting aroused with an underwear catalog, and now I'm checking on girls on the street and walking around with a boner. But as soon as it started I got my lesson, a life lesson I certainly will never forget.

A week ago, while I was going to the office, I began to do my thing, check on girls and get an instant boner that was not so easy to hide. While walking, I stopped at a crosswalk waiting for the light, there were two beautiful girls on the other side, there was nobody else. That was not a very populated street. 

They were intensely hot, big breasts, great body, round ass, tight jeans and crop tops, one of them had pigtails, and the other had a high ponytail. Both looked like the kind of girl you would find in a porn video, and that idea was driving me insane. I didn't measure myself, I stared at them the entire time, without being aware of the big hard boner on the front of my pants. 

As soon as the lights changed, the one with pigtails stopped in front of me, making me get nervous. "Hey, do you know where I can find Le Bistro Cafe?" she asked me. 

"Oh yeah, you just have to keep walking down this street and then..." suddenly I lost my voice, the second I turned my head to look at the street behind she kicked me so hard that both my balls got smashed against my body. 

"Bullseye! Well done Sarah!" the one with the ponytail cheered as I cried in pain while my entire body curved. I held my crotch and grunted in pain; this was so unexpected. 

"Why?" I cried. The pain was so strong, it took me so relaxed that the pain began to travel all over my body, I felt numbed by it. I was even getting dizzy. 

"Because I can," she laughed. "Oh, you men are so used to think you can get away with it by intimidating us women, by depravedly staring at use while having a boner and not get punished, did you really think you would get away with it?"

"You men are so fragile, you measure your strength by how big your cock is and how hard your balls are when in reality, all your masculinity is weak, the second you get hit, you start crying." The ponytail girl hovered over me, "let yourself fall and cry like the weak little bastard you are."

I knew deep inside she was right, but I was so mad that they took me down so quick, they looked like they were 20 or something, barely out of their teens, and I couldn't accept they humiliated me this way. 

"As soon as I recover you'll be dead," I said firmly, squatting on the floor, but the position only made the pain worse. They both laughed at me. "Run while you still can."

That made them laugh harder, my body was in such pain that it begged me to hold my balls, so the pain would go away, but it didn't happen. I closed my eyes and as soon as I reached for my balls I felt another kick right on my balls again. 

"Fuck!" I grunted again as the girl in the ponytail began to laugh. 

"So should we run now or... do you want another second to recover?" she teased me. 

"Oh, Michelle, you're so mean, look at the poor man," Sarah laughed. 

I should have never closed my eyes, she kicked me as hard as Sarah, the difference this time is that from my squatting position my balls were more exposed, and she completely hit both of them using the upper part of her shoe. My sight turned blurry, and I felt about to pass out. 

"You should accept your defeat, you'll never win, and you'll never get away with being a perv," Michele said to me. 

After that second kick I had no pride anymore, no shame, no anger, it was just pain, unbearable pain all over my body. It was impossible to control my body, I fell on the floor and rolled to my side, curling up as I held my balls and grunted in pain. I wanted to feel relief so bad, but there was only pain and agony inside me. 

Tears began to fall out of my face, blurring my sight even more. "I think it is time we run," Michelle mocked me. 

"Nah, I want to see this alpha man suffer a little more," Sarah said. Then next moments were filled with mockery and insults towards me, combined with laughter and pain and tears, and I still wondered how I ended up like this with two young girls humiliating me. 

Suddenly, I heard someone walking towards us, "What happened to him?" I heard; it was another woman. 

"This pig! He was trying to take my friend away, he touched her, and she defended herself, she pushed him and kicked him in the balls," Michelle told the woman. 

I tried to open my eyes and say something, but I couldn't. All I could see was a blurry face, blond hair, and red lips, and I would bet she was beautiful too. 

"Oh my gosh, are you okay sweetheart?" she asked Sarah and Sarah began to fake tears. 

"Yes, I'm just scared, he held me so hard I thought he wouldn't let go and all I could do was kick him in the balls," she cried. 

The woman gave her a handkerchief to wipe her tears, "Well, you did good, now calm down, I'm going to call the police, and we'll tell them everything."

"I didn't... touch..." I tried to say out of my pain, but the woman got incredibly mad at me. 

"Don't you dare deny it, you perv! You deserve so much worse than a kick in your nasty balls," she insulted me. Suddenly, she kicked me until I laid on my back and without a warning, Sarah and Michelle removed my hands from my crotch and the woman stepped on me.

"You're a piece of shit, I would step on your balls until I make them dust, but I don't want to shade this young woman who bravely knocked you off," she told me, and then I felt her high heels pressed on my balls.

Stiletto shoes tortuously nailing my balls so hard that my entire body curled up, I managed to release myself from the girls' grip and reach my ball-sack again, but the woman never removed her foot, she continued to press it hard while I tried with all my strength to removed her from me. 

Suddenly, she moved her foot from side to side, torturing me for a while until she had mercy and removed it, I instantly went back to a fetal position, curling up and holding my balls. 

In a matter of minutes, more people arrived, and these two girls kept saying the same thing, and in support to them, they surrounded me, so I wouldn't escape. I wasn't going anywhere; I was in so much pain that I could barely think straight. 

Short after, the police arrived. I was so scared, I could see my entire life crumbling down because of their lie, because of my stupid behavior. A male and a female cop got off the car, they walked up to me. 

The wasted no time in putting handcuffs on me and forced me to face the ground. I grunted in pain as they moved me. Then the female cop stood up between my legs, placing her boot on my balls. "Move a little and I swear I'll destroy you."

"How old are you?" the male cop asked Sarah, and she continued to fake.

"I'm 17," Sarah replied, and the people continued to insult me. 

"She's a child you fucking pedophile!" the female cop shouted at me. "You should rot in jail; every news will show your face and everyone will know a 17-year-old kid took you down and destroyed that shit you have between your legs."

Without hesitation, the male cop lifted me up. I was destroyed, I couldn't feel my legs. The put me into the patrol, and the second I sat down I cried in pain. The cops began to take testimonies from Sarah and the woman, and the Michelle approached me.

"Have fun in jail, motherfucker," she giggled, "are you ready to be someone else's bitch?"

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