Submitted by my bratty neighbor: Sack-Tap Saturday

All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.

Hi, my name is Dave, I'm 36 years old and this is the story of my 19 year old neighbor who turned me into her bitch within one week.

**Sack-Tap Saturday**

I was on my spinning home-trainer when I heard noises in the staircase in front of my apartment. There was only one other flat upstairs in the house and the previous tenant had moved out last month. A few days ago, a truck for furniture had just left when I came home from work, but I hadn't gotten a glimpse on my new neighbor.

Curiously, I jumped off the bike and quietly approached the front door to look through the door viewer. A pretty, red-haired girl who couldn't be much older than 20 just passed my door and turned away from it to stomp up the stairs with a large moving box.

Seeing her body from behind, I instantly noticed that she was an absolute hottie. Her perfect, round butt filled a very tight cut-off jeans that was so short that I caught a glimpse at dark red panties in between her legs with every step. Seemingly endless legs followed, her calfs clad in a pair of shiny black, plateau high-heel boots. Her white shirt appeared to be fastened with a knot over her belly button, as it left the small of her back free. Only the open, bright red hair that reached almost to her butt deprived me of a view on her beautiful back.

As if the girl felt my stare, she suddenly whirled around and looked right at me through the door. I held my breath and resisted the urge to move away from the viewer - it would only make her see the change from dark to bright in the small hole. My head turned red and I felt like a pervert, gaping at the woman barely half my age. Thoughtful at first, her expression suddenly had something vicious when she placed the box on the floor to fly down the stairs like an angel.

When she rung the bell, the evil glimpse on her beautiful face was gone and she had put on the brightest and friendliest smile I had ever seen on a person. My heart raced. Her face barely a foot away from mine, I realized that I was trapped right there, if I didn't want to let her know that I was secretly checking her out.

Carefully, I placed my left hand in front of the viewer to keep it in the dark and stepped aside. Taking a deep breath, I put on a friendly - but not creepy - smile, unlocked the door and opened it. The redhead looked at my face for not even a second, before her eyes wandered down my sweaty singlet and curiously halted at the short, skin-tight bike pants below. Suddenly, I became aware of my semi-erect cock in the tight fabric and instantly blushed again. When her bright blue eyes darted back up, her exact same excessive smile made me want to sink into the ground in shame.

"Hi, I'm Elaine. Guess we are neighbors now.", she exclaimed happily and instantly pulled me in for a deep hug. The sensation of her bra-less, firm C-cup boobs on my chest was quickly overshadowed by her bare thigh that got in between mine. When she pressed herself against my body with surprising strength, I felt my trapped balls in the tights getting painfully squished in between our bodies, and let out a surprised, high-pitched squeak.

"Oopsie.", Elaine giggled after releasing me, while I bent over and placed my right hand against the door frame. At first, I avoided the urge to cup my aching balls with my left. Then I realized that my cock rapidly grew in hardness and size, and quickly reconsidered. Grabbing my testicles that had been hurt on accident was maybe a bit less embarrassing than getting a massive boner at the first touch of her.

"I'm Dave.", I pressed out, trying to sound neither too hurt, nor horny in my sufficiently awkward position. Literally seconds after making acquaintance with this girl, I had been completely embarrassed and humiliated by her.

"You look like a tough guy.", Elaine giggled, mocking intended. "You wouldn't mind helping me with my stuff, would ya?" She placed her hands on her hips and faintly swayed her chest, hypnotizing me with her wonderful breasts like a pendulum. I noticed her hard nipples, very visible under only one white layer of cotton.

"Sure.", I shortly nodded, unable of any clear thought. Finally, the naughty redhead turned away from me, satisfied, pulled out her cellphone and sat down on the second step in front of my door. I quickly fought down the crippling ache in my squeezed testicles and stormed out the front door of the house. Six large boxes stood in front of the entry. At least, this would be over soon.

When I got back with the first box, Elaine stared at her cellphone, chewing gum. She looked like some bratty high-school girl, I thought, but so sexy! With both hands holding the box, there was no way for me to hide my raging boner, but at least it was pinned against my left hip by the bike pants. I held the box as low as possible to hide my groin, but to get past the redhead on the narrow stairs, I had to lift the box up over her head.

I quickly took two steps at once to get past her, when a soft thud, was followed by an intensive sting in my testicles. With the heavy box at my chest, I had no idea what had happened in between the little bitch and my groin below. Shocked and desperate to protect myself, I dropped the box, stumbled and fell up the stairs, almost crushing my manhood at one of the edges.

"Idiot! Be careful with my stuff.", Elaine blurted out, suddenly rather annoyed."Fuck...", I moaned, speechless from both the pain and the anger that it inflicted. How could this stupid brat be that disrespectful to me, a grown man? "You hit me in the balls.", I added through clenched teeth. The amused giggle that followed as response made me realize, how pathetic this statement came across.

"Stop whining, it's sack-tap Saturday.", she casually explained and got back to playing with her phone. This was it. Hot as the girl was, I wouldn't let her treat me and my precious manhood this way. Cupping my aching balls with both hands, I stood up to get back into my apartment and leave her alone with her stupid boxes.

But it was me who felt rather silly, when I found myself in front of my locked apartment door. When I turned around, Elaine was looking at me with the cutest, naughty smile again. In the second I recognized the object that she was holding up with two fingers, she dropped my keys into her ample cleavage.

"Oopsie.", she giggled, before shaking her boobs that elicited the distinct sound of metal keys. "When you brought all the boxes up, maybe I'll let you pick them out from there."I grunted, seriously angry now. With one hand tightly cupping my vulnerable plums for protection, I walked up to her and lifted my muscular chest to be as intimidating as possible. Elaine looked up at me rather unimpressed, but amused and disparaging. To distract her from my hand wrapped around my pathetic male weakness, I stretched out my right hand with an opened palm right under her nose and yelled at her as confidently and dominantly as possible.

"Give me my fucking keys or... or I'll tell... eh... your parents what a fucking mishap you are!" I really should've thought this sentence through before, I thought.

"Oh, my parents?", Elaine smirked, obviously unimpressed. She leaned back and placed a hand on the step behind her to more comfortably look up at me. My eyes wandered down from her face and I failed to move them back up, away from her beautiful, nearly exposed breasts in the half-opened shirt.

"If you really wanna play this game, go ahead.", she smiled confidently. Suddenly, her other hand darted up with the cellphone and I heard the sound of a picture taken. A rush of adrenaline gave me shivers, when I realized its implications. With one hand in my groin, my fucking dick still rock hard in these pervert bike pants, she absolutely had me by the balls with this image, and she knew it.

"Now would you please move my stuff?", the redhead kindly added with a humiliating smile of victory. Rapidly, my head turned into a bright red balloon.

With my open palm in her face, I quickly attempted to snatch the cellphone from her hand, but only got a hold of her wrist. When she lifted her other hand from the floor to secure her cellphone, and thus her leverage, I let go of my balls and yanked the price from her trapped hand with my free left.

The moment of victory was short lived. I felt my heels losing contact with the floor and looked down to see what was going on. In the moment, I noticed the dark boot in my groin, the pain hit me like a freight train. Elaine had trusted her leg up heel-first, right into the visible bulge in the tight bike pants that marked my severe male disadvantage.

"Oh god...", was the only thing I was able to get out, when the most painful experience of my life came over me. I couldn't even remember landing on my back and rolling into a small ball in front of the pretty redhead's feet. My whole existence turned into dark, dull, crippling pain, radiating from the center of my male pride.

"GodDESS, if you would be so kind.", I heard my young tormentor's voice, distant and unreal. I carefully examined if both of my testicles were still intact, and was punished by a brutal sting for every soft touch. I couldn't tell, how long I was down. Rolling around, kicking the floor, I tried everything that may ease the pain, but all was fruitless.

How unfair could life be, that the little bitch was able to put me through this? Looking up, I found her sitting with her legs spread, leaning her elbows on her knees and playing on her cellphone while casually chewing gum. Where her thighs ended, I could see the red panties at the edge of her cut-off jeans, tightly hugging her smooth crotch. It was beautiful and defeating at the same time.

When my legs were finally able to support my weakened body, I got up and silently picked up the clothes that had fallen out of the box. It was so degrading to submit to the girl that had just slapped and kicked my testicles while bullying and mocking me, but I knew that there was nothing, I could do. I was physically incapable of taking this phone from her, and she was legally capable of putting me in prison with that picture and some acting skill.

As I picked up the box and passed her, I tried to turn my butt to her direction. From behind, coming up between my legs, I received another swift sack-tap and humiliating, malicious giggle. Due to the tenderness of my balls, she instantly brought me to my knees. Suddenly I wished, I had just endured the softer taps from the beginning and avoided that cruel heel thrust.

When I delivered the box upstairs and walked back down empty-handed, I cupped my balls with both hands and tried to sneak past the bully. Too late I saw her watching me in the selfie-mode of her phone. When I was just behind her, she used her elbow to trip me. I instinctively grabbed the handrail with both hands and the little girl instantly buried her fist deep into my groin. 180 pounds of useless muscle crashed on the floor in front of the cutie. This was all I could take. All my annoyance and anger were suddenly gone, while I began sobbing and begging the cruel beauty for mercy.

"Pleaase, no more... my balls...", I cried. All she had in response for me was mean laughter and more mocking.

"Proper use of handrails reduces the risk of accidents on stairs by over 50 percent!", she suggested amused. I pulled up my nose and tried to cope with the storm of emotions. This is me, a grown man crying on the floor in front of some evil bitch that decided to turn my life into hell, I thought. And this is my cock, rock hard from the simple fact that it was a hot bitch with nice tits torturing me, on display for her and everyone she may see fit to see. My weak, horny genitals had just turned me into her pet.

After some recovery time, I once again got up and continued hauling her boxes. Every time, I passed her, I received a sack-tap. Why? Because it was Sack-Tap Saturday. When I walked upstairs, the large boxes that I had to lift over her head rendered my groin exposed. When I walked down, I took my hands off my crotch to let her have her way and hopefully avoid any further cruel punishments. Every sack-tap took me to the next level of testicular pain. Every time, she targeted and touched my manhood through the thin fabric, my cock increased its demanding throbbing, desperately asking for some of that female attention.

Soon, I picked up the last box and approached the evil redhead. A knot formed in my stomach, when she slipped her cellphone into the pocket of her hot-pants and smiled at me gratefully. Ready for my second-last sack-tap, eager to get back into the safety of my apartment, I stepped up to her. Without any words, she swiftly pushed herself over to sit in the center of the narrow staircase, leaving me not enough space to pass her on either side.

When I stood in front of her, clueless on what to do, her hand shot up and found my swollen balls with decent momentum. Groaning, I realized that this time, she was holding my balls in her hand. As if she was checking them out, her fingers rolled them around in the confined space of the bike pants. The pain was beyond imagination. As was the level of submission that I felt. The woman was in full control. Every little push into the side of my testicles was like a million needles. Tears ran down my cheeks, while we stared into each other's eyes over the edge of the box in my hands. She was smiling so sweetly, while being so merciless and evil. It drove me crazy.

Suddenly, Elaine let go of my testicles and yanked down my pants with both hands. I felt my hard cock bouncing up and down in the open a couple of times. The cute redhead gracefully slipped down one step and disappeared under the box with a naughty, aroused expression. My knees trembled in anticipation, when I felt my naked, openly exposed genitals below at her full mercy.

I moaned, when her fingers rather softly enclosed my bare balls. She pulled them forward and I complied submissively by pushing my hip out to her. An intensive shiver followed, when something wet and warm engulfed the tip of my cock. The moan I let out was the first that was not of pure agony. Seconds into the blowjob, I knew that it was the best one I have ever gotten. That little bitch - of course - gave head like a...

"Goddess...", I mumbled. The amazing tickle of her tongue on the downside of my cock intensified, when the girl giggled joyfully. With both hands, she softly kneaded my tender balls. The level of devotion I suddenly felt for her as a result of both the punishments of my balls and the reward for my cock was intense. I was pushed over the edge instantly and almost fell on my knees or dropped the box from the sudden orgasmic rush. Squirt after squirt after squirt, I shot my load out into her warm, soft mouth, while the throbbing, dull ache in my balls seemed to multiply the amazing sensation.

My mind was still occupied with the waves of satisfaction shaking my body, when I realized that Elaine was standing in front of me, two steps up."Thank you, neighbor. See ya tomorrow.", she purred sweetly, while taking the last box from my hands. In the moment, I let go, the sexy brat gave my naked balls a last, accurate kick with the unyielding tip of her boot. All the way from heaven of sexual satisfaction, I dropped down into the deepest level of hell. The impact came so unexpected and rough, that she instantly had my body and spirit broken after the previous, amazing reward.

Rolling into a small ball at the end of the stairs next to my keys, my eyes were still pinned on the wonderfully shaped butt of the redhead, while she was striding up the stairs, and the red panties that flashed under the cut-off jeans with every step. It was this image that had gotten me into all this trouble and suffering. But the image was in my memory forever and led me to countless amazing orgasms since that day.