Don’t Piss off a Goth Girl: Part 2

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/w8t12t/dont_piss_off_the_goth_girl/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

All characters are 18+

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It’s been nearly a week since Peter’s humiliating encounter with Eden in the park, and his balls are still slightly sore. Trying to take his mind off the negatives, like the horrible ball pain, as well as the positives, such as seeing such a wonderful rack, he decided to head to the pool.

Dressed in loose swimming shorts, flip flops, a pair of shades, and nothing else, he left his dorm building and headed straight to the community pool.

Basking in the generous sun, he laid down on a beach chair and admired the view. It was rather tame and quiet, no more than 5 people, one of which was underwater.

Peter scrolled through his phone, frowning as he saw that there was no follow back on Instagram from Eden. “I really fucked up,” he grimaced and put his phone back down, trying not to think about it.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t seem to get his mind off that black dressed beauty. Yeah, she had an amazing body, but she really was pretty and sweet. Her gorgeous smiled was all that Peter could think about. “Fuuuuckkk…” He grumbled and stood up. He paced around in a small circle before making the ultimate decision to head into the pool.

He didn’t have the energy to cannonball, so the stairs it was. It was then… he realized who the person underwater was. Eden stood in front of him, completely drenched from hair to toe. Dressed in a black bikini with white webs on the cups of her top.

“Hey.” They both said monotony, their initial encounter being a horrible first impression of the other.

Eden simply walked past Peter, too embarrassed and angry to say anything.

“Eden, please,” Peter followed after her into the dorm building.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“I’m sorry for what happened at the park. I deserved that beating you gave me. And the humiliation. And the dignity. And the—“

“You can stop now,” she interrupted him, starting to climb up the stairs.

Peter started stuttering again, getting a nice close look at her ass as it swayed from side to side.

“Keep staring and I’ll give you another beating.” She threatened.

Stopping at her floor, Eden patiently waited for Peter to catch up, cupping him by the balls and dragging him to her height. “I mean… you did say it yourself. You deserved that beating. I’ll forgive you… as long as you take another one.”

The boy was just given the opportunity of a lifetime. “Holy fuck.” He licked his lips, reluctantly nodding. “Yeah. I’ll take it,” nodding faster now.

She licked her lips back. “Good.” She dragged him by the sack into her dorm room.

Squeezing tightly, she rattled his groin a little before throwing him on the floor.

“How do you want this to go?” She asked him.

“Uhh… I’m not too—“ He grunted and wailed, Eden’s generous foot smashing against his sack.

“I was expecting a much more forward answer from such a forward man.” She kicked him in the balls again.

“Fuck…” He adjusted himself, only to be kicked again. “Can we slow—“ He couldn’t finish his request, his balls already feeling close to batter with every strike.

“Nuh uh uh! Just for asking to slow down,” she double kicked him, “we’re going even faster.”

He whimpered a little, enduring each kick more and more after each one.

“Too little pain? That’s ok!” She bent over and took off his swimming trunks. “We’ll just have less padd— Holy fuck! What a cock.”

Peter sported a nice pair of testicles, as well as a well sized penis, sporting at 6 inches soft.

“Fuck, now I’m feeling much more inclined to go weaker, more for me to use in the future.” Eden stomped on his now visible sack, grinding them into the floor ever so slightly.

“Ow!” He yelped, trying to pry her leg off, only resulting in much more tension onto his pair.

“Do you have a favorite ball? Left or right?”

“Right!” Peter exclaimed. More pressure was applied to his right ball. “I mean left!” The same was done as he changed his mind. “Argh!” He kicked his legs, pressing his forehead into her knee in excruciating pain.

“Aww… Do your balls hurt? Should’ve thought about the consequences before putting your face in my chest!”

“I-I-I’m sorry!” He cried, tears starting to form.

“I’ll forgive you in about… 5 minutes.”

“Ok… 5 minutes of light stomping..,” he muttered to himself.

“Who said it was just going to be light stomping?” A lightning fast strike sent Peter hollering, quickly getting up in pain.

Meanwhile, Eden just laughed, mocking Peter’s pain by imitating him. She put her hands on her nonexistent groin, “Ow… My poor balls!”

“Fuck you!” Peter hissed at her. He stood up straight, meeting the ground again from a harsh fist to the groin.

“Fuck me? You wish!” Eden got on her knees, opening her mouth close to his dick. It was nothing but a tease, however, her once opened mouth quickly shut with his pathetic right nut in between her teeth.

“AAAH!” Peter screamed, using all of his strength to push Eden off of him.

“You can’t take anymore?,” she taunted him again.

“No… I quit! I give up!”

“So quickly? You signed up for this though…” She pouted, standing up and giving him one last kick.

“Here, let me help you out here.” The goth girl picked up the limp man, placing him on her bed and wrapping her fingers around his cock. “Just so you know, you’re in debt with me. I’ll get to hit you in the balls whenever I want from now on.”

Peter moaned as she gave him a gentle handjob. “O-Ok, Eden!”

“Meet me at the mall in two days, let’s make it a date, ok?” Her personality seemingly switched from a more cruel dom to a gentle dom.

“Y-Yes!” Peter nodded.

Her hands sped up to their max speed, bringing Peter to the edge almost instantly. “Who’s a good boy?” She slowed down, coming to a stop right before he came.

“Me!” Peter squirmed around, finally letting out one last moan as Eden finished him in her mouth.

“Oooh~” She smiled at him, her lips and tongue stained with a thick white slime.

Peter learned a valuable lesson from this young lady, don’t piss off a goth girl. Now, he’s going to learn an even bigger one.

Don’t Turn The Goth Girl Into Your Girlfriend.