His Queen

His Queen, part 04

It was 9 pm already, Monday, and the whole apartment was in darkness, aside from the living room, with the faint blueish light coming from the TV screen. All three young women were sitting on the couch, watching a movie that Cassie recommended. Janet was snacking on a bag of chips that crunched loudly with every bite. Lindsay, sitting on the right side of the couch, just watched silently. The movie was slightly entertaining, but mostly boring for her. She often found herself thinking about something completely unrelated, and when her attention returned, she couldn't tell what happened during the last few minutes of the movie.

She drifted off and snapped back several times, beforethatscene came. The male protagonist, flirting with the attractive female lead, made a racy comment, to which she answered by kicking him in the groin. As her friends laughed at what the director obviously intended as a comic relief moment, she smiled too but also lifted her brows in surprise and wondered.This is so common in cinema. But isn't that supposed to be one of the most painful things to men? Why do we find it funny?As the scene went on, the male protagonist hunched over, cupped his groin in both hands, his expression a grimace of pain, but still he continued the flirtation, just picking his words more carefully this time, not to offend her.Wow, he isn't angry at her or anything, no shouting, no threatening... but still into her. Is this really how a man reacts when a woman kicks him in the balls?She had no references, as she never done it to anyone, only seen it in movies and heard a few stories. And meanwhile the female protagonist was obviously unmoved by the immense pain he felt because of her kick, not only that, but she even smiled smugly at his change of attitude.That's so mean,Lindsay thought, but still, she couldn't help imagining what it would be like to be in that woman's place.

The movie went on, but again, she drifted away, this time not to college, bills or groceries, but tothatscene.What would it feel like, to kick a man like that? For him painful, sure, but for me...She closed her eyes, and imagined herself swinging her leg forward, her foot hitting a man between his legs. The man, despite being bigger and stronger than her, hunched forward and fell on his knees from that one kick. She stood proud over the man who... disrespected her? Or whatever he did to deserve a kick like that. And as he raised his head to look at her, he had the face of... William.WILLIAM?!

She suddenly felt ashamed, and quickly turned away from the girls, as if they were seeing her thoughts.Why would I want to do that to him?Looking back to them though, her flat mates were fixated on the screen, probably didn't even notice her turning away in embarrassment. She was sure her face was as red as a beetroot and wanted to be alone. Standing up from the couch, she stretched, before saying:

-I think I'm tired.

-But don't you want to at least finish the movie with us? -- Cassie asked -- We're already past halfway now, it's not that long left.

-No, sorry, it's not my cup of tea -- she answered, already on her way to her bedroom. She wasn't lying, she really found it boring. Except forthatone scene that piqued her interest...

Closing the door behind herself, she just hopped on the bed fully clothed and watched the ceiling while pondering.Why did I imagine him like that?She really loved Will and never wanted to harm him. Even when they had an argument sometimes, it never crossed her mind to even slap him. Sure, as they were discovering their kinkier sides lately, she sometimes caused him pain, with his express consent.That was different, it was in a sexual context!But as her thoughts lingered on the topic, she found herself wondering if that type of kick is inherently sexual. After all, it's aimed at the man's sex organs. On the other hand, she was always careful during their plays, not to cause him too much pain, only as much as he can handle. But would that even be possible if the pain is inflicted on his most sensitive parts? And suddenly, another question took over her thoughts.Would Will be turned on if I did that to him?After all, he liked it when she spanked him, whipped him and scratched him with her nails, all of which caused some sort of pain. Would he find it even sexier if the pain was caused to his genitals?

Lindsay tried to recall that conversation more than two months ago, when her boyfriend told her about his desires of female domination."...now don't get me wrong, I don't want to have my balls stomped flat and my face farted on. My fantasies are a lot less extreme than what you would see in those hardcore BDSM videos." he said something along those lines. Well, I wouldn't stomp them flat, just kick them a bit,she thought. But he also said something else involving his testicles, and she tried to remember.What word did he use exactly...? Soft... Soft limit!

She quickly grabbed her phone from the nightstand and typed that term into the search engine. Skipping over the first few results that were clearly not sex-related, she found the following definition: "A soft limit is a personal boundary an individual is hesitant or anxious about but open to exploring with caution, trust, or under specific conditions, unlike a hard limit which is a firm refusal."So, if I wanted to do it, maybe he would let me?She still wondered what it would be like for her. Sure, it wouldn't be physically pleasurable, as it doesn't involve her sensitive parts, but maybe it would provide a psychologically stimulating experience, like when she whipped him. That man-kicking scenario she fantasized about while drifting off from the movie definitely excited her and left her wanting to explore the idea more. She rolled onto her stomach, got up on all fours, and imagined Will lying there, in the exact same place he did a few weeks ago, on his back, right under her. In her mind's eye he looked up at her affectionately, and she smiled as she lifted one leg, and brought her knee down to where his groin would be. Then her daydream was abruptly cut off by the creaking of the door.

-Hey, Lin! You're not slee... ping yet? -- Cassie asked.

-No, I... uh... was just stretching a bit.

-Really? -- she cocked her eyebrow. She was a regular gymgoer, and what she saw Lindsay doing didn't resemble any of the stretching exercises she did after a workout. -- Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that tomorrow I'm washing whites, so if you have any, just put them in the laundry.

-But why was it so urgent to tell that to me if you thought I'm already sleeping?

-Because I'll leave early tomorrow, and when you come home the laundry will already be done.

-Oh... I see, thank you.

-And hey, later if you want, I can show you some good stretching techniques. What you did didn't look particularly effective.

-I'll hold you to your word! -- she answered, chuckling -- but for now, good night!

-Good night!

As soon as Lindsay heard the sounds of Cassie's steps fading away, she went back to fantasizing about busting balls.

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In the morning, when Lindsay went into the kitchen, still looking sleepy, Janet was already sitting at the table, having some eggs, toast and coffee.

-Morning, Sleeping Beauty! -- she greeted her with a wide smile.

-Morning! -- she answered, rubbing her eyes -- Cassie left already?

-Yeah, told me she has some things to do before her first lecture.

Lindsay was glad she wasn't there, because of the nature of questions she was about to ask Janet. As she filled her bowl with cereal and milk, and sat down opposite her, she couldn't hold back for a moment, curiosity got the better of her.

-Tell me Jan, can I ask you something... professional, as a med student?

-Sure, what do you want to know?

-Let's say if I... -- she stopped for a moment, already blushing with embarrassment, thinking about how to phrase it --...if I kicked a guy in the balls. Can it be that I gave him some permanent damage?

Janet almost choked on a bite in surprise.

-You did... -- she asked coughing --...what?

-I kicked him in the balls... -- she repeated quietly, with shily downcast eyes.

-Wooow! Just wow! I never would've imagined you being such a badass. Men better watch their eggs around you girl! -- she grinned at her -- Who was it, what did he do?

-Please, can you just answer my question? I'm really worried...

-Well, I don't know. I specialize in gynecology, not urology. And I don't know how exactly you kicked him, with how much force. Did he tell you about any symptoms after, bloody urine, or not being able to get it up?

Lindsay was silent, unsure what to say.

-Look, if you don't tell me, I can't help. But if you really broke his balls and he presses charges, it's not a med student you should consult, but a lawyer.

Lindsay was still hesitating. She didn't want to tell her the truth, rather get the answers she was looking for indirectly, by asking something close to the subject. But it seemed like there was no way of fooling Janet. Finally, with a deep sigh she decided to tell her the truth.

-Okay, can I trust you?

-Of course -- she said, stroking her arm -- we are friends.

-Yeah, but... how about medical confidentiality?

Janet frowned, puzzled by her secrecy.

-Is it that serious?

-No, it's just very personal.

Janet nodded reassuringly.

-Okay, so I didn't kick anyone... yet.

-But I guess you're planning to. Who will be the victim?

-Will.

She gasped and looked at her with wide eyes.

-Did he hurt you? Or do you suspect him of cheating?

-No, I... how should I put it. I'm not angry at him, or anything. I just want to try it as a form of kinky play.

Janet broke out in laughter. Lindsay was not amused, crossed her arms and looked at her resentfully. She felt like Janet betrayed her trust by listening to her secret and then making fun of her.

-Sorry, don't get me wrong -- she apologized between two giggles, as she noticed Lindsay's expression -- I'm not kink shaming or judging you. Different strokes for different folks. It's just the situation that you made up this whole story about having kicked someone and told it so dead seriously. You could've just asked me straight away.

-Yeah, I could, I was just afraid I would get the reaction from you... well, the one I did get.

-Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. You asked me for medical advice, and I, as a future doctor, will give it to you without telling anyone about it.

-Not even Cassie?

-Not even Cassie -- she repeated, placing her hand above her hearth -- so, what is it that you want to know about this exactly?

-I want to try it, but I'm afraid I might somehow... damage him. Is there a safe way to do it, without causing permanent harm?

-Well, I've seen a few guys hitting their balls during sports pretty hard and walking it off. One of them was my latest ex, and let me tell you, he could still perform very well even after that. So, it's not like any trauma would make them impotent and infertile. But as I told you, urology is not my specialty, I'm not that familiar with testicular anatomy and how much punishment they can take. Though I know a future urologist I could ask...

-But please, don't tell them it's me asking!

-Don't worry, she doesn't know you. Anyway, when I'll tell her, "I need this for a friend", she'll just assume it's me.

They both laughed at that.

-I'll ask her today and tell you what she said.

-Thank you! It's so good to have someone I could trust with this. I don't even know how to thank you!

-Maybe by sharing some spicy details -- Janet said with a devious smile -- I didn't know Will and you are into such things, but you made me curious.

-Well, those are really intimate details of our relationship...

-Yeah, but we are friends!

-I'm not sure Will would be happy about me sharing it with everyone.

-And if I swear medical confidentiality?

-I don't know...

-Oh, I know you will get more talkative once we have a few drinks. As you always do -- she said, emphasizing the last sentence with a wink.

-Maybe you are right -- Lindsay admitted, with a nervous smile -- But I'm completely sober now. And when you plan to get me so drunk that I spill my secrets, you better not invite anyone else. You know, medical confidentiality.

-I promise!

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Lindsay, after getting home, could hardly wait for Janet to return and hear what she managed to learn. She wasn't disappointed in her friend's urologist acquaintance, as she not only gave her detailed dos and don'ts, but also a few links to articles about the topic. After thanking Jan again, she went back to her room and opened her laptop to do her "homework" before introducing Will to this new type of play. She was in the middle of the second article out of four, when her excitement got the better of her and she couldn't wait longer before calling him.

-Hey, beautiful, what's up? -- came his familiar voice trough the phone.

-Hi, handsome! I'm doing fine, how about you?

-Me too, but I guess that's not the only reason you called me?

-Why, do I need a reason? Aren't you just happy to hear my voice?

-Of course I am -- he laughed --, but I got the feeling you still have something else on your mind.

-Yeah, you're right -- she admitted -- Did you plan something this Friday?

-Yes, to take you out!

-Where to?

-How about that café we went to... how many weeks ago? Seven, eight? As I remember there were a few things on their menu you wanted to try but couldn't have all on that one occasion.

-Oh, that was a nice place, I liked it. And I guess you really liked what we did afterward. Hoping for something similar this time too? -- she asked playfully.

-Well, I could try to deny, but you know me too well...

-Just as I thought -- she chuckled -- and just as I wanted. You take me to that fine place again, and I reward you with some kinky sex again.

-Would you? -- he asked in a voice full of hope -- I... had something in mind, something new I wanted to try, if you're interested.

Lindsay was interested.What this fantasy of his might be?She wondered about it, in fact, even hoped that they might have come up with the same idea.

-I'm all ears -- she said, her voice just as hopeful as his.

-I was thinking we could try you choking me during sex.

Lindsay's eyes widened. She didn't answer for a few moments. That was a request she didn't expect, one that even scared her.

-Lindsay? Are you there? -- asked Will finally, breaking the painfully long silence.

-Yes, I just... I don't know, that sounds really dangerous. I never choked anyone ever, don't know how to do it. Have you?

-Well, yeah, though it was not in a sexual context...

-WHAT?! -- now she was even more worried -- Did you get in trouble? What happened?

-Hey, calm down -- he chuckled, trying to calm her -- it's not a recent story. It was back in high school. Big dumb jock was asking for trouble, and I had to put him in a chokehold till he calmed down.

Lindsay sighed loudly in relief.

-Well, I hope you don't get into fights like that nowadays.

-Nope.

-But that type of choking doesn't sound very erotic to me, it's probably not what you'd like to reenact with me...

-No, not really...

-I think it would be better if we skip this now.

-So, you don't want to try? -- he asked, his disappointment obvious in his voice.

-No, at least, not now. It's not because I think you're weird for wanting this or something. I just don't know how this could be done safely and I don't want to harm you.

-Yeah, understandable...

-But hey, don't worry! I also have something in mind we could try.

-I'm listening! -- he said with renewed enthusiasm.

-How about... -- Lindsay paused for a few seconds, thinking about how she should phrase it, and glad that Will doesn't see how much she is blushing -- How about we try... ball busting?

Her heart was racing from the excitement that she finally asked him.

-Uhm... what? -- came the answer in an uncertain voice, as if he didn't hear her right.

-Ball busting. You know... when I... kick you in the balls. And slap them and... things like that.

Now Will was the one not answering for many long seconds.

-Will, you still there?

-Yes, I...

He fell silent again. Lindsay was worried now, thinking that maybe she shouldn't have asked that. She was thinking desperately how to break the silence and save the situation.

-Hey, Will, I know this out of the blue and...

-Let's just... talk about this later, okay?

-Yeah, okay...

-I'm glad we talked, have a nice evening!

-Thanks, you too!

And with that, he hung up on her. Lindsay just looked before herself for minutes.Did I say something wrong? Or should I have asked him in person?Pondering those questions, it even crossed her mind that she might've messed up Will's view of her.Does he think I'm some weird sadist now?She was worried and replayed their phone call in her head over and over again.But he didn't tell me outright no!,she tried to calm herself with that thought.He said we will talk later. Maybe he just wants to think it through? Or maybe I shouldn't bring it up again...

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Will was sitting in silence, thinking. He was in his study room, reading the news when Lindsay called him. But suddenly gas prices, foreign elections and war didn't seem that interesting. He couldn't think about anything other than what she asked him. He even pulled his legs close together instinctively as he heard her words.How did she come up with that? Why does she want to do that to me?He always knew Lindsay as a lovely, caring young woman, always nice to everyone, and couldn't understand why she wants to kick him in the balls now. He loved her and was very glad that she was willing to try some femdom dynamics in the bedroom with him, especially when she was the one initiating something new. But this latest thing she proposed... it scared him. Sure, they tried some forms of impact play earlier, and they both enjoyed it. He even remembered how considerate Lindsay was during these occasions, always very careful not to cause him more pain than what he would enjoy.But why my balls?,he thought.They are my manhood, both literally and figuratively. Why does she want to attack my manhood?

He remembered that earlier, when he was trying to discover what are the things that turn him on, he came upon some porn videos that included different forms of ball busting. And against all reason, those vids somehow turned him on. He didn't like to admit, but he even jacked of to them a few times.But watching it in a video is different! What if they get damaged permanently? Maybe not the first time, but what if she finds out she likes it and wants to do it more? What if I grow to like it?He felt conflicted. If it turned him on seeing it on screen, it seemed reasonable that it would turn him on in real life too.But with the video I didn't feel the pain. And I knew nothing bad would happen to my balls for watching it. But if she really kicks them...

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On Wednesday, as Lindsay went about her usual daily routine, she couldn't help but think about their phone call from the day before. She had to constantly occupy her thoughts with something to avoid thinking about it, and it wasn't easy. She was more attentive to the lectures than ever, even to the subjects she never cared much about, just to keep it out of her mind. After going home, she didn't know what to do with herself. She thought about reading something, but the first thing that came to her mind were the articles she left unfinished the day before.It would just remind me of what happened after,she thought, shaking her head.I need to clear my head somehow.She decided there's no better way for that than some physical activity.I don't have a gym membership since... how long? But there must be something I can do here in my room.Her first idea was planking. She was doing it for about a minute when she couldn't help but imagine Will under herself, just like when Cassie walked in on her, and rather stood up.That won't do it.... What if I went for a run?Without a second thought, she quickly changed clothes. She pulled on running shorts, a sports bra, a loose-fitting tank top, and most importantly the Nike running shoes she got from her dad about a year ago. She felt a bit guilty for not using his expensive gift more often but thought she would make up for it now. She tied her long hair in a ponytail, put her phone in a small arm bag made for running, put on her headphones and left. She was in such a hurry she even forgot to tell the others where she was going or even say goodbye.