Neighborly beatdown

Contains: fiction, ball busting, orgasm denial, spiked drink, FFFFF/M

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\*Sarah's eyes widen in surprise when she sees her new neighbor, Jeff, moving into the apartment right next door. She recognizes him immediately as the only male who survived her wrath and was beaten up by her followers in a past encounter. With a mischievous grin spreading across her lips, she decides that she must have him as her plaything. Jeff doesn't know he moved to the same place a well-known ballbuster is\*


"Oh, hello there, neighbor!" She calls out to him, leaning over the balcony. "I'm Sarah, by the way. It's nice to finally meet you! You know, I've heard a lot about you...mostly from my friends. They can't stop talking about how much you've been through, and how tough you are. It's really inspiring!" \*Jeff looks taken aback by her friendly demeanor, unsure how to respond.\* Sarah continues, "So, what brings you to this neighborhood? I mean, I guess it's pretty safe to say that you won't be finding any peace and quiet around here, with me and my...friends living next door."


Jeff replies, "Hi, Sarah. I'm Jeff." He said completely not sure if he hear her correctly. "I'm still very new to this town." He looks around not quite sure how to respond to her. "And I'm not really sure what you mean by your friends and I won't find peace and quiet." He looks at her confused. "But I hope we can be good neighbors." He smiled at her. "It's nice to meet you."


"Oh, Jeff, you have no idea..." She says with a mischievous grin. "Well, if you ever need anything, or just want to chat, feel free to stop by. I'm usually pretty busy, but I'm always up for making new friends. And who knows? Maybe my friends and I can help you feel more at home here." Sarah winks at him playfully. Jeff is taken aback. This is the first time a girl has been nice to him, and she's so pretty. He can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. "Just leave a note under my door, and I'll make sure to drop by when I can." Sarah smiles brightly and waves at him before retreating back into her apartment.


\*Jeff considers the thought. He's been away and isolated, so he completely falls for her 'nice girl' act. He finds himself wanting to spend more time with her, to get to know her better. He's not sure what it is about her, but there's something about her that draws him in. He decides to take her up on her offer and leaves a note under her door the next day, inviting her over for a cup of coffee and some conversation. As he waits for her response, he can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. Maybe she'll say yes... maybe she won't. Only time will tell.\*


The next day, Sarah finds the note under her door and reads it with a sly smile. This could be interesting... She decides to accept his invitation, and spends the rest of the day preparing herself for their meeting. As she knocks on his door, she can't help but feel a rush of nervous anticipation. "Jeff?" she calls out. "It's Sarah. I'm here for that cup of coffee..."


Sarah continues to play the role of the nice girl, maintaining her charm and friendliness as they walk to the local coffee shop. The conversation flows easily, with them discussing their jobs and lives. Eventually, Sarah feels comfortable enough to ask, "So, Jeff, are you married?"


"Oh, no. I'm not married. In fact, I'm not really seeing anyone at the moment." He says, glancing over at her. "How about you? Are you seeing anyone?" He asks, trying to keep the conversation flowing.


"Oh, well, I'm not seeing anyone either. I'm pretty busy with work and all my friends, so it's nice to just have someone to talk to." She smiles at him warmly. "But enough about me. Tell me more about yourself. You seem like an interesting guy."


"So, Jeff, what do you do for work? You don't seem like the type to have a 'normal' job." She asks curiously, sipping her coffee. "You know, you seem...different."


"I..." He hesitates for a moment. "I do some...side projects. You know, just to keep myself busy." He says, trying to downplay it. "It's nothing really important. Just something to keep my mind occupied." He takes a sip of his coffee and changes the subject. "So, what about you? What kind of work do you do?"


"I work at a tech company. I'm in marketing and advertising. It's pretty interesting, but it can be stressful sometimes." She shrugs, taking another sip of her coffee. "But I have a great support system here, so it helps."


"That sounds interesting. I bet you're really good at it." He says sincerely. "And I'm sure you have a great support system too. It's nice to have people you can rely on." He pauses for a moment, then asks, "So, do you have any close friends? Anyone you're particularly close to?"


"I have a few of close friends. Some from college, some from work. It's nice to have a variety of people in your life, you know?" She smiles warmly at him. "And as for someone I'm particularly close to...well, I guess I haven't really found that person yet. But I'm still looking." She laughs lightly. "I mean, who isn't?"


"I can relate to that. It's hard to find someone you really click with, you know? But when you do, it's like...it just feels right." He says, trying to sound convincing. "So, have you ever thought about moving out of the city? Maybe start fresh somewhere new?" \*Sarah wouldn't want to move as she is close to her friends.\*


"I've thought about it. It's just...I have a lot of friends here and I'm really close to my family. I don't know if I could ever leave them behind. But who knows? Maybe one day I'll find a job opportunity in a new city and decide to give it a try." She takes another sip of her coffee, looking thoughtful for a moment. "What about you? Have you ever thought about moving somewhere new?"


"Well" He chuckled, dryly. "I just moved here. So yeah, I would move somewhere new." He takes another sip of his coffee. "I'm not really looking for anything serious right now. I just want to...live in the moment, I guess." He shrugs, looking a little uncomfortable. "I'm sure there's someone out there for me, but I'm not in any hurry to find them." He smiled at her, trying to lighten the mood. "So, you never know. Maybe we'll both find what we're looking for."


"Well, you never know. I hope you find what you're looking for too." She smiles back at him, her blue eyes sparkling with warmth. "And I'm sure you'll make a great impression on whoever you meet. You're a really interesting guy, after all." She finishes her coffee, setting the mug down on the table with a soft clink. "So, I should probably get going. It was nice meeting you, Jeff." She stands up and extends her hand to him. "Thanks again for the coffee."


Taken aback slightly, he smiles and takes her hand. "It was really nice meeting you too, Sarah. And thank you for saying that. You're really sweet." He looks at her hand for a moment, then back up at her face, feeling a bit nervous. "I...uh...I hope you have a safe trip home. And, um...if you ever want to hang out again or something, you know where to find me." They laugh together knowing, they live right across from each other.


The next day, Sarah has a 'problem' with her computer. She knocks on Jeff's door, knowing he can fix it; and she brings him back to her house so that he can fix it.


"Hello Sarah. It's nice to see you again. What seems to be the problem with your computer?" He asks as he follows her into her apartment. He takes a quick glance around, noticing how cozy and well-kept it is. "You have a nice place here." He says, setting his toolbox down on the coffee table. "Let's have a look at this computer of yours." \*Jeff looks at computer, turning it on. He checks the software, making sure no viruses have affected it. He oddly finds nothing wrong. Sarah leaves the room to the kitchen to spike a drink and offer it to Jeff.


\*While in the kitchen, Sarah spikes the cup of lemonade.\* "Hey, would you like some homemade lemonade? I made some yesterday." \*She smiles at him, pouring some into a glass and handing it to him. Her hand brushes against his as she does so, and she feels a strange thrill running through her body. She takes a step closer, her heart racing. There's something about him that makes her want him more, but as a pet.\*


\*Jeff takes the glass from her\* That sounds great. Thank you, Sarah. \*He takes a sip, not noticing anything unusual about it. He coughs a bit, feeling something strange in his throat. He hands the glass back to her, looking a bit flustered. He clears his throat, trying to act casual.\* "By the way, Sarah, I didnt find anything wrong with your... computer." Jeff replies blinking, trying to stay awake.


\*She looks at him innocently, tilting her head slightly. "Really? That's strange. I was having some issues with it earlier." She takes a step closer to him, her body language inviting him in. "Maybe you should take a seat...I'm sure we can find what's wrong together." She leads him to the couch, sitting down next to him and gently placing her hand on his thigh. Her touch sends shivers down his spine, and he can feel his heart racing. He looks into her eyes, lost in her gaze, unable to resist her.\*


\*Jeff is a bit groggy from the spiked lemonade, so in his helpless state, he follows her to sit on the couch.\* "I looked at its BIOS, I so I ran a diagnostics check. Best I could do was speed up your computer."


\*Sarah laughs softly, shaking her head.\* "Oh, Jeff. You're so smart. You really know how to make a girl feel special." She leans in closer, her breath warm on his neck. "I think...I think I might have a special job for you. Something that only a smart and strong man like you could do." Her hand slides up his thigh, over his hip, and to his chest. She unbuttons his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, and she lets out a soft moan. "What do you say, Jeff? Do you want to be my special pet?"


\*The affect of the spiked lemonade shortly makes Jeff pass out. As he came to, he realized he was tied to the couch, legs spread\* "W-what's happening?" Jeff asked a bit scared.


"You're going to be my pet, Jeff. I'm going to take care of you and make you feel good. And in return, you'll do whatever I say." She kneels in front of him, running her hands through his chest hair, her fingers finding their way to his hardening cock. "You're going to be such a good pet, Jeff. Aren't you?" She strokes him gently, her other hand cupping his face. "Say it, Jeff."


\*Jeff is too worried to say anything, so he stays quiet. Sarah punches his balls hard making him cough in pain\* "Say it, Jeff. You're going to be a good pet and obey your mistress." She smiles at him, her fingers still caressing his cock. "Now, say it."


"Omg please I'll be your pet. Just no more pain." Sarah continues to hurt Jeff regardless.


"Oh, I'm sorry, Jeff. Did I say I wouldn't hurt you?" She smirks, leaning in close. "I'm just getting started. Now, let's see...where did I put my shoes?" She begins rummaging through a nearby shoe rack, searching for the perfect pair of high heels.


"P-please don't hurt me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'll be a good pet. I promise." Tears begin to well up in his eyes. "Just don't hurt me anymore."


"Oh, don't worry, I won't hurt you too badly. I just need to teach you a lesson." She pauses, grinning wickedly. "You know what they say about men with big balls, right?" She snickers, waving a pair of high heels in his face. "These will help you remember your place." \*She puts on the heels as Jeff trembles at the sight. Flashbacks of the past girls from the town he moved from, revisted his mind. He never should have thought he could get away with it. He was a fool to think that he could just move on and leave everything behind. He should have known that he couldn't escape his past. And now, he was about to pay the price. His scrotum tightens in anticipation of the pain to come.\*


"There we go. Now, let's see how well you can take it, Jeff." She takes a step back and aims one of her heels at his crotch, ready to deliver a powerful kick. "You might want to brace yourself." Her foot swings forward, connecting with his tender flesh. "Ahhh, that's gotta hurt!" She exclaims, giggling maniacally. "But it's nothing compared to what I've got planned for you, my little pet." She kicks him again and again, each time making him wriggle and squirm in pain.


Jeff: "Nnnghhh...please...stop..." His voice is muffled by pain as she continues to kick him mercilessly. "I'm sorry...I'll be good...please..." His legs shake as the impact of each kick causes him to ntry to double over. He's beginning to lose consciousness, but he refuses to pass out, knowing that if he does, she'll only hurt him more when he wakes up. His balls feel like they're on fire, and every kick sends waves of agony through his body.


"Oh, I'm not done with you yet, Jeff. You still have a lot more to learn." She takes another step back and aims her heel at his testicles once more. This time, however, she aims lower, striking his scrotum instead. The impact causes him to cry out in pain, and she laughs maniacally. "That's right, baby. Your balls are mine now." She kicks him again and again, each time striking a little lower, until she's hitting his perineum.


"Oh, poor Jeff. I bet my friends hurt you badly. Too bad that was only a taste of what I'll do." She whispers in his ear, the hot breath tickling his skin. "They're gonna love hearing about how much you've suffered under my heel. They're gonna want a piece of you too." Her foot swings back and connects with his tender flesh once more, eliciting another groan of pain from him. "And when they're done with you, I'll be right here to finish the job." Her grin widens as she imagines the suffering she can inflict upon him.


"No...please..." His voice is barely audible now, as his body is wracked with pain. "I'll do anything...just make it stop..." His eyes are starting to well up with tears, not just from the pain, but from the fear, humiliation and desperation that have taken hold of him. He can feel himself breaking, and he knows that there's no escape from Sarah's cruelty.


Sarah: "I bet the thought of you seeing my hot friends got you intrigued. Oh, you'll see them soon enough, Jeff." She takes another step back and delivers a powerful kick to his balls, knocking the wind out of him. "And when they do, I'm sure they'll want to thank me for helping to prepare you for their special brand of fun." Her foot lashes out again, connecting with his ribs this time, causing him to arch his back in agony.


"Hey, Sarah! We're here!" Emma called out. A group of Sarah's friends appear at the door, looking eager and excited. They hurry over, their eyes widening as they take in the sight of Jeff lying on the floor, his body battered and bruised.


"Damn, Sarah! He looks like he's been through the wringer!" Courtney giggled.


"Oh my god, Sarah! That was amazing! You're such a bitch!" Rachel clapped her hands, laughing maniacally. "I can't wait to get my turn at him."


"Oh, you poor thing! You look like you could use some more attention!" Brittney kneels down beside him, running her hand through his sweat-dampened hair, making sure to keep her nails sharp and pointed. "I bet it hurts so much, doesn't it?"


Jeff: "Pl-please..." Jeff whimpers, tears streaming down his face. "You don't understand what she's doing to me..."


"Don't worry about Jeff," Sarah said dismissively. "He's just getting a taste of what's to come." She gestured for her friends to join her in forming a circle around Jeff. "Now, you all can have your turn."


"Alright, everyone, gather 'round. Let's see who wants to go first!" Sarah steps back to watch her friends deal Jeff incredible pain. She can't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she anticipates their reactions and the torment they'll inflict upon him.


Jeff looks up at each of their feet, taking in the various footwear. The doc martens, combat boots, steel-toe boots, and heel-roed wedge sneakers all appear menacing, promising unimaginable pain. He whispers, "I'm not ready for the pain..." but no one seems to hear him.


The group forms a circle around Jeff, with Rachel, Emma, Brittney, and Courtney each taking turns to kick him in the balls as hard as they can. Each kick sends waves of pain through his body, making it impossible for him to protect himself. His cries of agony fill the air, but the girls seem to enjoy the sound of his suffering.


"Wow he is tough" Rachel said,impressed. "Not much boys can take one kick from us." She said still kicking Jeff with her doc martens. "I'm gonna give him another kick!" She giggled before kicking his balls again.


Jeff's body writhes in agony as each girl takes her turn. His breath comes in ragged gasps, and he tenses his muscles in anticipation of the next blow. "Please... stop... please..." he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sounds of their footsteps and the impact of their kicks.


"Remember girls, the boy that peeved on us, he couldn't even take a kick half as hard!" Courtney said, bubbly, as she unleashed a hard kick with her heel-toed sneakers.


"Oh, I remember. that guy passed out before I could kick him!" Emma replied, a bit angrily as she let loose a devastating kick with her combat boots. The force of the blow made Jeff scream in pain. "I wish I could've kicked him."


Sarah steps closer to Jeff, her face mere inches from his as he writhes on the ground. She whispers in his ear, her hot breath causing him to shudder, "Oh, you think this is bad? Just wait until you see what's coming next. The other girls are just warming up. You haven't seen anything yet." Her words sent a shiver down his spine, but he's too wrapped up in pain to react.


As Jeff struggles to sit back up, Brittney does a nice running kick, letting her steel-toes crash into Jeff's balls hard. "Oh, you're up? Good, good," she says, grinning wickedly. "Let's see if you can handle this." With that, she kicks him again, even harder this time, sending waves of agony coursing through his body.


As Jeff opens his mouth in pain, Sarah shoves a gross, dirty sock into his mouth. "Here, use this to muffle your cries," she says with a sneer. "We don't want anyone to hear you." The sock is wet and smelly, coated in a film of sweat and God knows what else. It tastes even worse as it fills his mouth, making it hard for him to breathe and speak. He tries to spit it out, but the girls surround him, blocking his escape.


With Jeff now effectively gagged, the girls move in even closer, surrounding him on all sides. Emma moves fast with tape, taping over Jeff's mouth with many strands, effectively sealing it shut. "There we go," she says with a satisfied grin. "Now we don't have to worry about him making too much noise."


Jeff tries to buck and thrash, but the girls are too strong. He feels a hand on his groin, stroking him through his jeans, and he gasps into the sock, fearing they'll find out how turned on he is by this. But it's not a rough, taunting hand; it's gentle and familiar. He tries to tell them to stop, but it comes out as a muffled moan. The sensation is too good, and he feels himself growing hard against his will.


Courtney sensed this, called to one of the girls and Rachel kicked Jeff's balls hard as Jeff sucked on the sock. Courtney whispered in his ear, "I told you this wouldn't end well, you perv."


He gagged and squirmed as Rachel kicked his nuts. "You like that?" Courtney whispered in his ear. The feel of the sock in his mouth was making him dizzy. He wanted to spit it out. But he couldn't. Not with the girls surrounding him.


Courtney tugs Jeff's jeans down, and gasps. All the girls see he has a big cock and swollen balls. "Oh my god, you're so hard!" Courtney exclaims. She squeezes his cock, feeling the veins pulsing under her fingers. "You like this, don't you?" she asks, grinning. "You like being our little sex toy?"


Jeff mumbles incoherently as he is gagged and dealt with a painful orgasm denial. His body is on fire, and his cock feels like it's about to explode. The sock in his mouth is making it hard to breathe, but he doesn't care. All he can think about is the pleasure coursing through him. He tries to move, to get away, but the girls are too strong. They're everywhere. He feels so helpless.


Sarah whispers in Jeff's ear, "Imagine fucking each of us?" She watches as each girl kicks his balls hard. As he writhes in pain, she grins wickedly. "You like that, huh? You like how it feels?" She squeezes his cock harder, feeling the heat emanating from it. "Maybe if you were a good boy, we'd let you cum."


Sarah "You'd like that, wouldn't you? To be used by all of us..." She whispers in his ear, feeling the warmth of his skin as she breathes on him. "And then, once we're done, our mommies would punish you... just like we are."


Jeff whimpers and gasps as the pain intensifies, his body on the verge of collapse. He feels the warmth of their breath on his skin, their hands all over him, and it's too much. He can't take anymore.


"Ahhh, look at that!" Brittney exclaimed, as she delivered a hard kick to his balls. "He got a boner thinking of our mommies!" The other girls giggled, feeling a newfound power as they watched Jeff squirm.


Sarah smirks and pushes her hand deeper into Jeff's crotch, feeling his cock twitch as she touches it. "I bet you'd like that, huh?" She asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "To be used like a little bitch for our amusement and then given to our mommies for a proper punishment?"


"We'll tell our mommies, you tried to touch us!" Rachel giggles, as she slaps Jeff's balls hard. "Oh just imagine the beatdown!'


Emma cackled, "Omg he's hard!" she exclaimed, as she felt Jeff's hardness against her hand. "I bet he'd like to be fucked!" She squeezed his cock roughly, eliciting a moan from him.


Sarah laughs, "Oh really? You want our mommies to beat you up that badly?" She asks, amused. "Okay then." She stands up, grabbing her phone from the table. "I'll call them in."


Jeff shakes his head no, but knows it's no use. He feels so helpless, so exposed. His body is on fire, and his cock is throbbing, begging for release. The girls are relentless, taking pleasure in his pain and humiliation. He tries to form words, to beg them to stop, but all that comes out is a muffled groan.