The playful sister. Part 2

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The day after my older sister hit me in the balls i woke up late. It was Sunday. I was glad that my testicles didn't hurt anyone. That day i really needed to study for my college exams. The wheater was good so i supposed Kira would have hung out with her friends all day. Before getting up, i picked my phone to check my social media.

My heart skipped a beat when i saw the video of Kira dressed like a witch while she trick me to kick my balls. She shared it with the title "the return of the witch". In the description she explained that she was recreating a game of our childhood. 

The post had already 34 likes. Mostly women. Even Jess, the girl i had a crush on, liked the video and commented "poor Kevin lol". I felt so embarrassed and betrayed. It's one thing to get hit in the nuts by your sister, it's another to have it shared for the world to see. I was intended to tell Kira to remove the video. 

 I picked up some clothes and headed to the Kira's room after a quick stop at the bathroom. Without knocking, I burst in.  

"Kira!" i shouted before freezing at the sight in front of [me.](http://me.My)

[My](http://me.My) sister was laying on her stomach wearing nothing but a pair of black panties. Her bottom was a perfect heart-shape, the black lace of her panties clung to the curve of her cheeks, hinting at the firms globes beneath. I was left speechless.

  "Kevin! What the fuck!" Kira panicked for a moment.

She roughly turned to me and covered her breasts as fast as she could holding a cloth above her chest.

"Are you crazy?" Get out of here!" she shouted and brought her knees up to cover the her body. I swallowed and blushed but i didn't want to chicken out and tell her how angry i was about the video. 

"You have to remove it..."  

"Kevin! What are you talking about. Get out! I'm almost naked!" Kira intimated me to leave the room in a serious tone of voice. She was clearly embarrassed. 

 "I'm talking about the video you posted on Instagram! You kicking me in the balls!"

  "Oh..." Kira gasped. There was a moment of silence. Then she lowered her legs and made her self a little more comfortable.

"Is that the reason you sound so angry?" she asked with a smirk.  I stepped back as if something had hit me.

"Yes... It's... Just not fair" 

 "Oh poor little brother. Are you that susceptible about your balls? It's just a funny video. What's wrong with it?" Now Kira sat on the bed. She was still covering her breasts with a shirt. She crossed her legs giving me a nice sight of them.  I stepped back again. It was like all her embarrassment had gone. I didn't know how to reply. It seemed that i was the one naked.

Kira just stared at me, digging in my discomfort for the topic i've brought up. 

"Balls, balls, so round and blue," Kira began to sing in a mocking tone. "So sensitive, so much to do, when they're kicked by your sister, oh what a view!" She moved her shoulders in a little dance to make her playful chant a little more sexy. 

  "Oh please... Shut up" i rolled my eyes while Kira was still dancing her shoulders. 

 "Now Kevin the witch commands you to turn around"  

"Seriously Kira? I won't fall for that again!" 

 "Yes you will" she wiggled her fingers pretending to cast her spell on me. "Turn around and close your eyes!" she chanted "I need to dress up! Turn around" 

 "Fine!" i sighed and did what she told me to do. 

 "No peeking! Colse your eyes with your hands"  I moved my hands on my eyes. I couldn't see anything but i hear Kira moving around as she dressed up. 

 "So Kevin, tell me. What's the problem with that video?" she asked.  

"It's you kicking me in the balls. It has been painful and... humiliating. Everyone is going to make fun of me if you don't..." 

 "Surprise!" out of nowhere Kira shouted out loud and yanked down my shorts.  For a moment i was confused by what had just happened. I turned and saw Kira on her knees and my shorts on my ankles.

  "What the fuck!" i yelled and tried to grab my shorts but she was pulling them so i stumbled and almost fell over. Kira was fast. She snatched my shorts from my grasp and was now holding them above her head, her smirk growing wider. She looked absolutely delighted with herself.

"eye for an eye! you saw me half naked, now it's my turn" She had put on a bra and panties but she wasn't wearing any shorts. She put on mine. I felt kinda humiliated by her last move so i lept on her without really thinking. 

 "Fuck you Kira! Give them back to me!" i was determined to get my shorts back along with my dignity. That was a mistake.  As soon as i lunged for her, she was ready. She stepped aside and with a swift motion, she kicked me right in the balls again.

The impact was stronger than the previous day, probably because i was not expecting it. I felt like i was going to die. The pain was intense, and i doubled over, clutching my crotch and gasping for air. The fact that i wasn't wearing any shorts made it even worse.

 "Squashy!" Kira exclaimed with a sadistic laugh, watching me writhing on the floor, my eyes watering with pain.   

"Damn it! Why always the balls?"

  "Oh my balls... Why always the balls? Ouch, ouch, ouch" Kira mocked me as i tried to get on my feet. She was bending over and covering her crotch with both hands as if she was in pain. Her amrs squeezed her boobs together, making them almost split out of her bra. 

 "Are you staring at my tits?" She whispered to me and glanced between my legs with a smile. I hate the way she was now completely at ease while i was both embarrassed and in pain. 

 "You can delete the video by yourself" she pointed at her laptop on the desk.

"The password is 8dollsand6windows all one word" 

 I wondered if she was really going to let me use her computer. I thought she was trying to lure me into something. That was surely some kind of trick. Wasn't she afraid i could read her private messages?  For a moment i looked at her while she combed her hair in front of the mirror completely ignoring me. 

"If you read my messages i'll have a great reason to kick you in the balls! Come one the password is right" she said.

  I decided to give it a try. Deleting that video was more important than any of Kira's tricks. I sat at her desk and turned on the laptop. The password was right. I was surprised by that. Without loosing time i opened her Instagram and deleted the video.

  I was relief. Apparently Kira wasn't an asshole. I considered it a victory and relaxed for a moment when suddenly Kira grabbed my shirt from behind the chair and took it off leaving me bare chest with nothing but my underwear on. 

 "Hey! What the fuck!" i covered my nipples out of instinct. Kira didn't gave me the time to get up. She turned the wheel chair toward her and faster than a cat leaping on a mouse she put her bare foot on my crotch, pinning me down on the chair. 

 "Oh oh... No! Kira! What the hell" i moaned staring at the foot dangerously resting on my balls.

When my eyes moved up i found Kira's boobs an inch from my face. She had her hands on the armrest and her body bended over. My shirt was in her right hand.  Slowly she raised her upper body and crossed her arms. She was digging in my discomfort.

"If you even try to get up my foot will crush your balls!" she explained with a smirk as if it wasn't clear enough that she had me trapped. 

 "Kira! Please! Give me my shirt! I'm almost naked" i begged in a desperate attempt to save me from other humiliation.  Kira pressed her foot down a little.

"Do you think you're in the position of making demands?" she smiled playfully as always.

I closed my fists as I felt the pain growing between my legs. I hate the way she seemed to have so much fun.  Kira pushed out her chest, stretched her shoulders and adjusted her bra making sure to give me one last show of her boobs before putting on in my own shirt. 

 "I told you! Eye for an eye. Who's the naked one now?" she asked and crushed my balls between her foot and the chair.  I couldn't help but let out a high-pitched squeal. Tears welled up in my eyes and my body tensed up.

"You're taking my balls more than my eyes!"  Kira burst out laughing at my joke and lucky for me the pressure of her foot loosened a bit. I tried to get up but she didn't allow me to and pushed my balls back on the chair.  She was about to crush them again when we were interrupted but our mom.

 "Kira, is Kevin in your room?" she asked out loud from another room.  We panicked. I didn't want mom to find me in my sister's room wearing nothing but underwear and apparently Kira didn't want to explain why she was holding me down with her foot on my balls.

  Kira put her foot on the floor as if she had been already caught.

"Of course he is not Mom!" she said trying her best to sound casual.

"I thought i heard a voice" 

 "I was watching a video mom"  We were both frozen in fear hopping for mom to go away. The door wasn't locked. As I burst in Mom could have done the same. 

 "I can't find your brother anywhere. Do you know where the hell is he gone?"

  "He is 20! Why in the world should i know where he is?" Mom didn't answer at this. All we could hear was her walking around the floor. She was getting closer.  

"I'll do the laundry if you give me your dirty clothes" she said from the other side of the door. 

"Don't worry Mom. I can do my laundry by myself" 

 "No Kira you can't! It's a waste of water. We can't run the washing machine twice because you want to wash your clothes by yourself. Rent an house, live alone and you'll do want you want! I'm coming"  Kira swallowed.

"Wait!" she called out, her voice a little too loud. "I'm naked. let me ger dress!" she gained some time and looked all around with a concerned expression.  

All i could do was waiting in silence and hope for Kira to find a way to get both of us out of this awkward situation.  Suddenly Kira's face lightened up. She walked to her lift up storage bed and lifted it up reveling a vain big enough for me to lay down in. She suggested me to get in and lay down with with no words but excessively theatrical gestures. The panic disappeared from her face and now she was smiling as if it was the most funny thing ever happened in her life.

  There wasn't much i could do but follow her silly idea and hide in the vain. As i laid down Kira lower the mattress. I could barely move but i must admit it was a great hiding spot.  After a minute or so Kira lifted up the bed again.

I stared at her with a puzzled expression and she surprised me with another odd way to torment me. She put a thick book right over my balls and  whispered to me "ouch" before lowering the bed.  There was no space left between the book and the net of the bed and my balls ended up squeezed between the book and my body. 

 From my position i couldn't move the book nor i could lift up the bed. I was trapped.Lucky the book wasn't pressing hard on my crotch. Most of the volume was on my thighs but still my balls were unpleasantly squeezed.  Kira let Mom in. I couldn't see the room. I could just hear the voices of Kira and Mom.  

"Are you wearing Kevin's clothes?"

  "... Yes... Much more comfortable than mine!" 

 "You've been tormenting your brother since you were children. Now you even steal his clothes?"

  "He knows and he doesn't mind" I hear Mom picking up some clothes. It didn't take long. 

 "Kevin has left his phone on the bed. Tell him to text me if you see him. I'm going to the mall. when I'm done with the laundry."

 "Sure!"  The door slammed.

My balls were still squished under the heavy book, and the pain was definitely growing. I tried to shift my body to relieve some of the discomfort, but even the slightest movement sent a sharp stab through my groin.

 "Well, well, well. It seems that the witch has captured a prisoner!" Kira sat on the bed with her ass right at my crotch level. Her weight pushed the mattress down crushing aching balls.  

I heard her giggling like a child. Some how she managed to trap me just like we were younger. 

"Kira please! My balls... Let me out"

 "Be quite. Don't make too much noises. I can't let you out now. We need to wait until Mom goes to the mall. And it feels too good to have you trapped under here," Kira said, her voice muffled slightly by the mattress. "I'll keep you like this until your balls turn into pudding! Ahahaha" 

 I groaned in pain and begged her to let me out but she completely ignored my complaints. Instead she began to jump her ass on the bed.

   "Balls, balls, so squishy and blue, in a pudding they'd make a fine view!"  She bobbed her hips up and down in rhythm with the words, each bounce sending a new wave of agony through my trapped genitals.

 I had to endure the torture for another ten minutes or so before Kira decided she had had enough fun and felt satisfied enough to let me out. As soon as she lifted up the storage bed i took the book away from my aching balls and threw it at Kira. It hit her on the shoulder making a loud noise. 

My anger made her laugh even more as she looked at me with her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Looks like the prisoner isn't happy," she said, still chuckling as she picked up the book and put it on the desk.

I hardly managed to pull myself into a standing position, my face red with a mix of pain and embarrassment.

 "Fuck you Kira! Always my balls... You'll end up castrating me if you keep on hurting them!"

 I blamed her for her childish behavior.

"You're always messing with me, Kira. It's not funny anymore. You're an adult, and I'm not your plaything."

 "Oh, come on, Kev," she said, waving me off with a giggle. "It's just a harmless prank. You're too sensitive. Here, let me give you your clothes back!"

 Kira took off the shirt and handed it to me. "Does this make us even? Happy prisoner?" she giggled.

 I grabbed the shirt from her outstretched hand and blushed staring at her chest, which was barely concealed by the thin fabric of her bra. Her breasts looked full and inviting, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of anger and arousal. 

"Am i a bad sister?" she asked sarcastically and pushed out her chest. 

 "Yes you are!" i exclaimed and put on my shirt. "My balls are still hurting" 

"Oh poor little boy. You're balls are in pain because your evil sister hit them too much. I'm so, so bad" Kira lowered her bra's straps. 

 I swallowed and stepped back. I knew she was just teasing me with her feminine charm.

 "You're the worst!" 

"My oh my! The worst!"

 "Yes. The worst sister in the world! You've crushed my balls"

 "What a monster I am. Tormenting my poor, sensitive brother." Kira said with feigned innocence and reached her back to unclasp her bra. 

I pretended to be at ease but i was trembling. Her teasing was driving me crazy. Kira was smiling at me holding the bra's cups over her boobs with her hands.

 "Are you balls hurting so bad? The evil witch has tormented you that much?" 

I couldn't say a single word. It was pretty clear that despite my aching balls and all the bad things i've just told her, i was falling for her trick and i was lusting at her body. 

 Kira began to swing her hips like a sort of dance. "Bad, bad, bad, I'm so bad," she sang in a playful melody. "I kick you in the balls and now you're sad".

She hummed a melody and let her bra fall on the floor. Her boobs bounced free. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her breasts were so round, so firm. The way they bounced as she danced her hips was mesmerizing. They were perfect, a sight that made my mouth water and my heart race. 

 "Come on Kev! I'm not that bad now, am i? Still the worst sister ever?" 

 I must admit she fully succeeded in repaying me for all the pain she'd caused to my balls but i would had never said that out loud. 

 I was growing a boner and i was definitely too embarrassed to do anything. She was winning even this round.

 "Yes... Yes you're... The wrost!" i said covering my crotch and dashing out the room. Kira laughed as i run away from the embarrassing moment.

"Wait Kevin! Is something wrong? Are you hiding something?" she yelled at me but i was already in my room. "Don't you want your pants back?" her laughs echoed through the hallway

. I laid on my bed, holding my aching balls and trying to ignore the throbbing erection that was tenting my pants.

The humiliation of Kira's pranks and her teasing was a cocktail of pain and arousal that left me feeling utterly confused and frustrated.  

Kira knew really well how to push my buttons. I wondered if her playfulness will ever end.