School's Bullies
WARNING: This is a repost of an older story I wrote on a deleted account. All the characters in this story are fictional and 18+, any connection to real life people is casual and was not intended. Feel free to comment if you liked this story.
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WARNING: Mention of castration and foot worship
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John opened the door to the roof and sat down on the floor. He leaned against the wall to rest his back and looked up at the sky, while checking in his backpack for his lunch.
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"Hopefully I can get some peace here…" He said chuckling, holding a stuffed sandwich between his fingers which then he brought to his mouth.
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About to take a bite, his body froze when two shadows erected above his figure and covered it. From their annoying chuckles, John was quick to understand who they belonged to.
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He jumped up and turned around, his eyes met the redhead first who stood slightly closer to him, before gazing toward the blonde as she took a step forward and addressed him.
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"Here you are John, we have been looking for you the entire morning! You know…someone still need to give us our lunch money!!"
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"C-Cassandra, h-how did you know I-I was here?" John asked her as he started to sweat profusely, his eyes ,timidly, moved down to look at their feet, covered in a thick pair of cotton white stockings and shiny black loafers.
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"Your friend, Mark was...very nice to tell us you were here..don't tell me that you thought you could truly run away?!" The readhead said lightly chuckling while John gulped as she was easily able to read his mind.
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"I...w-would n-nev…."
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"So where are my lunch money then?You know the cafeteria is going to close soon!" Cassandra asked him one more time, John's face became pale like milk and, knowing he had no way out of this, he decided to tell the truth.
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"I f-forgot th…." Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sudden outburst of pain coming from his belly and spreading throughout his legs, instinctively he looked down.
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His gaze was brought on Cassandra's shoe grinding his nuts against his own belly. He let out a grunt before falling on his knees, his arms hugged his pained stomach while his ears were filled with those women's laughters.
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"Oh, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you but when I heard you forgot my lunch money I just... couldn't help myself!" Once Cassandra was done speaking, her face suddenly changed into an angry expression, her blue eyes tried to meet John's but he was too scared to look up, especially since he didn't want to see beneath her black skirt and make the situation worse.
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"You don't need to get so worked up, Cassandra. I am absolutely sure John is very sorry for having forgotten your lunch money, right John?" Sarah said looking down on him with a smirk printed on her lips. John, once the pain had finally subsided, was quick to reply to her, moved by his own fear.
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"YES, I AM VERY SORRY, I WON'T DO THIS AGAIN, PLEASE FORGIVE ME, CASSANDRA!"
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"I don't know, he doesn't sound so convinced" Cassandra said looking into her friend's green eyes. John, afraid of what was going to happen to him now, quickly drove his hands toward his balls to protect them.
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"I am sure he just needs some help to find better words…here!" But before he could seize them, Sarah's hard shoe sole stomped his nuts down against his legs. He let out a scream, the pain was so intense that he fell down on the floor with his face resting just a few centimetres away from their loafers.
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He writhed and cried in pain like a worm at their feet, desperation filled his mind, knowing that he had to find a way to convince them. He sighed and, closing his eyes, he took his tongue out.
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He started to lick the top of Cassandra's loafers, he felt so bad, even worse when the young lady started to laugh at his face. He started to cry, he wished he could disappear in thin air like dust but he had to find the courage to say those words.
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"I am very sorry, Cassandra, I am such a disgusting idiot for having forgotten your lunch money.. Please, I beg you, have mercy!!"
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His face twisted into a disgusting expression when the tip of his tongue made contant with the side of her shoes but reluctantly he had to clean and swallow the dirt stuck there.
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"Oh, this time he really sounded convincing!" Cassandra said laughing so hard that a few buttons of her shirt popped off, exposing part of her cleavage.
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"Yea...I feel almost bad for having hurt him now, Cassandra!" Sarah added between a chuckle and the other, as she traded looks with her friend.
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"We should...give him a little reward, hehe" Their exchange of sentences was so quick that he didn't have the time to react: Sarah took a few steps forward and, with a single, strong kick to his side, she made him roll on his back.
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His eyes, for the first time, met the ones of his assailants but their gazes, with a hint of shock printed in them, weren't looking at him. He was quick to track down where they were pointing and he blushed.
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His cock was rock hard and much visible in the form of a bulge in his brown pants. In the silence that followed, he started to think about something to say, but Cassandra anticipated him by a wide margin.
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"That's extremely disgusting...I can't believe you got this hard from licking my feet!" His face became red like a tomato once Cassandra finished speaking and bursted into another loud laughter.
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Because of it, he failed to notice that Sarah had walked toward his crotch, she crouched and pulled his pants and boxers down at the same time.
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"Even hard like this, his dick is still so small!" He whimpered, Sarah's words stung like a wasp's puncture, and the mocking laughter that came after threw even more salt in the wound.
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He closed his eyes and started to pray that this was all a nightmare, a terrible joke, he couldn't believe this was truly happening to him right now.
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"He definetely doesn't need such a useless cock!" Cassandra said, sending John back into a state of absolute fear. She made her way toward his crotch and then she placed her foot on top of his dick.
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Her legs muscles flexed when she started to press it down, twisting her foot left and right. It hurt both physically and mentally but John couldn't stop getting even more excited from the touch of her dirty loafer.
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It was so humiliating and embarrassing, he tried to resist but he couldn't stop his precum from oozing through his tip and covering Cassandra's sole.
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"I wonder if he will be able to cum before I crush his nuts" Sarah teased as she placed her foot on his balls and began to grind them against his crotch like grapes, sending pain throughout his body, only being able to keep himself away from fainting thanks to the adrenaline running through his veins.
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Under the increasing pressure, his nuts were stretched enough to fill the space under Sarah's toes and, about to burst like balloons, she pushed out all the cum John had in them which sprayed all over Cassandra's sole, covering it in a white veil.
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"Oh gosh, I have never seen someone come this much!" Cassandra commented slightly surprised staring at her now white shoe's sole.
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"Surely he loves getting stepped on by us, Cassandra"
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"Now that we know he is such a masochist pig, we are gonna have so much fun together!" Cassandra added winking as the two women turned around and walked over his body leaving behind a set of dark and cummy footprints on his white shirt, as they made their way toward the door and left.
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John stood up, his legs shaking, barely able to keep up with his weight. Worried, he started to massage his battered cock and balls, taking a sigh of relief when he found out they were still working.
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He looked up at the sky and observed that the sun was about to hide behind the sea. He sighed wondering how he was gonna explain to his teachers and friends why he missed the entirety of the afternoon's classes.
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He feared what Cassandra and Sarah were going to do to him everyday from tomorrow onward, seeing how wierdly happy they were about killing his manhood. In any case he knew they were going to make his life a real hell.
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With countless thoughts and doubts in his mind, he dragged himself through the door. Slowly he climbed down the three sets of stairs, each footsteps made his balls ache in pain. The hallways were empty as he expected, at least no one would see him in this state, as he, pathetically dragged himself home.
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