Ariel Nails Press Heckler

This was a request from u/snoopandas7659. Hopefully you'll enjoy this one as well.

This is the last story I'll be writing on here. It's been fun whilst it lasted. Take care everyone and I hope you enjoy this last little story from me.


"Steve, I want you to interview the celebs on the red carpet for tonight's awards ceremony. Try and get a reaction from them by insulting them like you usually do to us in the office." Steve's boss Alan remarks.

"Surely that's rude though boss. I mean, I'll get blacklisted?" Steve mentions it to his boss.

"Nah, you won't, I'll issue a statement in the press afterwards saying it was a joke." Alan smiles back. Steve was feeling a little uneasy. It was one thing to have a sharp tongue in the office but another to do it in the public eye.

"What if I refuse, boss?" Steve asks Alan. "Well, you'll be looking for a new job Steve, so don't let me down."

Steve was left with a clear understanding of what was expected of him.

As he stood with other members of the press in his own little spot he went through various interviews with celebs without any reaction to his heckling. That was until he interviewed Ariel Winter. Then it all went wrong.

"So Ariel, how does it feel to have your career shrinking the same way your boobs did when you had them reduced?" Steve cheekily remarked. Her demeanor went from happy and smiling to dark and angered. The look of thunder in her face told him he had hit a very painful nerve.

"Did you just say what I thought you just said?" Ariel remarked back. Steve was a little frightened by the look in her eyes. Ariel was wearing a tight small boob tube top and skimpy little skirt. Her stiletto opened toed platform heels looked menacing as she stomped them down hard in anger.

Before Steve could answer he felt Ariel's hand slam hard into his testicles. He felt her hand grip around his balls with considerable ease and he felt then tighten and begin squeezing his balls hard. He let out a high pitched wail as he felt the strength in his legs disappear and then turn to jello. Ariel continued to increase the pressure as Steve felt the wave of pain hut his brain and thud achingly into his balls. He couldn't utter a word as he looked up pleasingly to Ariel. Her face was passive and showed no emotion. She didn't look angry or happy anymore; she was concentrating on her grip on his balls.

"You'll pay for that comment you piece of crap." Ariel then squeezed even harder as Steve could no longer keep his body upright as his legs gave way. He slowly fell down to the floor. As his face passed her tits and crashed hard against her pussy he felt his cock turn rock hard. It hadn't gone unnoticed by Ariel.

"So, you're turned on by a little ballbusting are you? Or is it my small tits? Either way, you'll be meeting my stilettos in a minute, you better believe they won't show you any mercy!" Steve couldn't even scream he was in shock. The pain was unbelievable but the speed in which she had taken control of him through his balls was phenomenal. As he finally collapsed in a heap on the floor he hadn't been able to even cover his balls before Ariel removed her hand and slammed her stiletto heels in his crotch.

With ease she began stomping down hard into his balls, her heel and sole colliding hard with his testicles as his rock hard cock was bearing the brunt of continuous slamming from the end of Ariel's peep toe against the lower part of his shaft. He hadn't worn any underwear and had cream coloured pants on. If he blew his load it would be seen by millions on TV.

The huge crowd watched in silence as Ariel continued to rain blows into his balls. They were solid painful strikes, intent to slowly cause pain. As Steve vainly tried to stop Ariel striking his balls with his hands his strength began to wane. Ariel was unrelenting with her blows and just when Steve thought it would never end Ariel gave him one last blow. But instead of easing off she began grinding his balls, she knew it wouldn't take long for Steve to cum, she felt no underwear when she grabbed his balls earlier, she knew trouble was coming his way when he did cum.

"Let's see if you can handle a little grinding bitch. Put your hands on my foot, and stroke them as I grind your balls into jello." Steve was getting scared, but he did as he was told. He began stroking Ariel's foot as she continued to grind his balls. The front of her peep toe stiletto continued to stroke the bottom of his cock shaft as she grinded his balls hard.

"P-p-please stop, I'm sorry." Steve begged. Ariel looked him in the eyes and laughed. "No chance, not until you cum for me."

Steve was aware everyone was staring at his predicament. Not a single person came to his aid. The women around Ariel were egging her on to destroy him. The guys winced and turned away.

Ariel pressed her foot down hard a few times between grinding. Making sure Steve was still stroking her foot. "Stroke my thigh now. I'm going in for the kill." Steve's hands moved to Ariel's thigh as he felt her foot press down harder than she had before. The pain and pressure he felt made him shudder and shake with agony. Ariel felt the change beneath her foot and smiled as she began grinding his balls harder and harder. Within seconds Steve felt the orgasm within him burst through to the surface and within moments he began jerking forwards with his mouth open wide. His hands were stroking Ariel's thighs in a frenzy as his cumshot madea huge wet stain in his pants. Ariel lifted her foot off his balls and just as Steve was finishing she slammed her stiletto heel into his balls hard to ruin his orgasm once and for all.

"Have a wonderful night." Ariel smiled and waved as she walked off to be interviewed by the next person in the next press spot.

Steve was unable to move for a while after Ariel's attack. Once he got up he left the press spot having lost the urge to continue. Unbeknownst to him Ariel's attack had made headlines across the country. Instead of being scolded for her attack she was hailed a hero for standing up to a bully. Steve kept his job although barely as he was demoted to a desk job. Which suited him as he was able to keep a low enough profile to just quietly go about his life. Ariel's career went into overdrive and she was flooded with offers to star in TV series and movies.

All went well until about a year after the incident. Steve was asked to interview a celebrity without a camera person ahead of their new film release at their home. Had he done his homework he would have known who he was meeting, but he had inadvertently walked into a trap.

He knocked on the door of the house. He was let in by the housekeeper who locked the door as she was instructed to do. As Steve sat down in a chair he took a look around the place.

"Ahhhhhh, hello again. Come back for another round have you?" Steve knew that voice well, he looked up in horror to see Ariel Winter walking towards him wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini and slip on sliders. As he glanced down at the sliders he realized they had huge plastic spikes all across them.

"Steve, that's your name isn't it? This time I want you to take off your clothes for me. Then follow me, I've set up a restraint room just for you. I've got a feeling we'll be meeting like this regularly. I've got plenty of heels and boots to use on you. Oh that new contract you signed with your boss last week? Well you don't read them before signing. Because you've just signed an agreement to become my ballbusting bitch boy for the foreseeable future."

Steve groaned and allowed Ariel to show him the part of the contract which he had failed to spot the agreement within. He begrudgingly took off his clothes and before he could stand up straight Ariel had slammed her first kick into his balls. The spikes on the sliders landed with chilling accuracy as Steve screamed in pain.

Ariel laughed at his pain.

"I'm going to enjoy this. The fun we're going to have Steve. And it's only just beginning."