Road Rage - A short story

Trent sat at a red light after a long shift at work. Trent worked as a medical assistant late into the night, and he couldn’t wait to be home where he could finally relax. The sun was just rising and there wasn’t much traffic. As the light turned green, another car slammed into his from behind with enough force to crush the entire back half of it.

After getting his bearings and checking himself for serious injuries, he got out of his car to inspect the damage and give the asshole who did this a piece of his mind.

A short and attractive raven haired woman with D cup breasts named Akira stepped out of her similarly wrecked car, seemingly unfazed by the entire ordeal. Somehow, she had been left without a scratch. Akira and Trent both approached each other as Trent began to verbally lay into her.

“Do you know how to drive bitch!? You just made my day 50 times worse! You better believe I’m taking your ass to cour-” BAM.

Without saying a word, Akira sent her foot flying straight into Trent’s balls. “Fuck, You’re craz-” BAM. Trent was again cut off by Akira slamming her purse into his nuts, sending him to his knees.

“Look what you did to my car you dick, it's ruined! I hope you know the police are on the way and you’re gonna go to jail, douchebag!” Akira spat in a demeaning tone.

Trent opened his mouth to retaliate but decided against it, in fear of getting hit in the balls again. Besides, he was sure the police would see his side of the story and he could press charges against this delusional bitch for rear-ending him and physically assaulting him. As Trent attempted to stand up, Akira quickly grabbed ahold of his balls and bore her fingernails into them with increasing pressure.

“Stay down, asshole!” Akira demanded.

“Shit okay, okay! Please just stop!” Trent pleaded. Between the whiplash and the searing pain in his balls, Trent could feel his consciousness starting to slip. It was only when the flashing lights and sirens of the incoming police car became evident that Akira finally released her vice grip on Trent’s heavy plums, and began to flag the officer down. The car stopped beside them, and out stepped a gorgeous blonde policewoman with C cup breasts and a neat ponytail.

“Thank god you’re here officer, this crazy woman totaled my car and hit me in the balls several times. She’s clearly not stable and needs to be put under arrest.” Trent explained in a pained voice, still on his knees.

The officer took a look at Akira’s car, ignoring Trent’s vehicle entirely.

“Did this scumbag wreck your car?” The officer asked Akira, not even acknowledging anything that Trent had just said.

“Yes he did! And I kicked his ass in self defense!” Akira said. Trent grew enraged at this.

“Self defense?” Trent blurted out. “YOU assaulted ME!” He screamed.

“You have the right to remain silent.” The officer said. “Get up.” She then demanded.

As Trent shakily stood to his feet, the officer looked him over. He was a good looking guy, with a muscular build, sharp jawline and flowing hair. Trent couldn’t help but steal a few glances at her inviting cleavage.

“Sir, I'm going to need you to strip completely for me. I have to make sure you don’t have any weapons or illegal substances on your person.”

In fear of the repercussions, Trent begrudgingly removed all his clothes then and there, exposing his decently sized dick and meaty balls. Despite the circumstances, the presence of two hot women caused his cock to stiffen.

“You pervert, that’s disgusting!” Akira shouted.

The officer promptly kneed Trent in his naked balls, knocking the wind out of him and nearly sending him to the ground again.

An insidious feeling that something was terribly, terribly wrong washed over Trent.

“Put your hands behind your back and lay your head on the hood, now! You’re under arrest. The officer ordered.

Trent was dumbfounded. He had committed no crime at all, yet was being placed under arrest and beaten. He couldn’t believe what was happening to him. All he wanted now was to get home and ice his balls. Trent knew there would be consequences to questioning her, so he kept his mouth shut and did as he was told. The officer placed him in handcuffs and began to walk him over to the backseat of the police car. Before the officer could open the door, Akira shot her foot up into Trent’s balls from behind him. The pain exploded through his entire body, as Trent screamed louder than he ever had in his life.

“Don’t resist!” The officer said before pulling her baton off her belt and whacking him in the nuts.

Trent instantly collapsed and began to hyperventilate.

“I’ll help you, officer!” Akira said enthusiastically.

Akira flipped Trent on his back and pulled his legs apart as the officer stomped on his balls without mercy. Trent squealed and shrieked as his balls were flattened against the pavement with each successive strike. After the assault concluded, Akira assisted the officer in lifting up a near catatonic Trent and putting him in the back of the squad car.

“Before I take this piece of trash back to the station, is there anything you want to say?” The officer asked Akira.

“I think actions speak louder than words.” Akira said, before punching the delirious Trent square in his nuts.

He instantly blacked out.