Lifted Off the Ground Again. She kept warning him.

I do not believe I ever mentioned her name in the first part. Tara is her name. She would go on to tell more stories from her self-defense class. Even though she proud of herself after last time, she did feel bad for the guy she had disabled. She decided she would go easy on the guys in the class with the groin kicks.

A few weeks later there was a new in the class. He was younger. He had just graduated high school at 18 years old. He figured it was a good way to see women in tight clothes. He was arrogant, saying things pertaining to women not belonging in any fighting type class.

Tara was thinking how she would love to kick his tiny balls up into his throat. She knew if she got matched up with him to spar with him she would have to take it easy on him to not scare him off.

Sure enough she got matched up to spar with him. He saw her and thought this would be easy. She was tiny and looked no threat at all. They started sparring and he said "I will try not to hurt you." and laughed. Right then Tara swung her beautifully red painted toes instep into the V between his legs. She only kicked with 30% strength. He was taken off guard and like an idiot did not wear a cup. He gave her a surpsied look and dropped to one knee. Tara said "why are you not wearing a cup, are you nuts?" Then of course laughed at the pun.

He quickly got up and seemed pretty fine. Tara said "be careful. You look strong but if you leave sensitive areas open like that a woman will always beat you. He threw another lunging front kick at her. She stepped aside as he went by and quickly before he could turn around, she snapped the top of her foot up right between his legs from behind. He could see her cute red toes with the toe rings sticking out in front from between his legs from behind. Tara only kicked 40% but with the surprise and her great accuracy, he was in a good amount of pain.

Tara began to giggle. "I could feel your balls squish and crush against the tops of toesies so much. That must hurt a lot. I could see your face in the mirrors on the wall and I could tell you could see mine. You saw my devilish grin when you knew I realized I kicked you so perfectly and then the look on your face. You looked shocked, then had this helpless look as if you were saying ""I will do anything. Can you please make this pain go away. It hurts soooo much."""

But I just looked down and grin as you are laying on the ground. To be continued. I realized I messed up the tenses. I kept changing my mind between new and continuation, and what tense to use. I am sorry for that and try to look passed if you can please.