Hey there!
This is just a little story I wrote about Lara Croft busting some balls. Let me know which video game character you would like to read about next.
Also, this story include graphic depictions of ballbusting/castration and forced body-worship. Enjoy!
Lara Croft Cracks Nuts
Lara used her trusty machete to hack her way through the dense foliage of the Peruvian jungle. She had been searching for the temple of the Uta Japur for weeks now, but she could feel that she was getting closer and closer. And not a day too soon, at that. She was exhausted and covered in sweat. The British beauty dreaded the stench her feet would give off once she kicked off her heavy, leathery combat boots. She grumbled as she realised she’d have to find a stream to clean herself lest she’s trying to knock out every living being in a ten mile radius.
‘Maybe I’m being too harsh on myself...’, Lara thought, lifting her right arm and giving her sweaty pit a reluctant whiff. Her involuntary gag told her otherwise. “Yikes...”, she spat, feeling her warm cheeks flush.
Despite her current state, she pressed on until she found a clearing. She dropped some of her gear and took a deep breath. This would do for a camp for the night. She stretched, feeling her clothes stick to her damp skin. In the not so far distance, she could hear water running. ‘Perfect!’, she thought. ‘I’ll be able to wash all the grime and sweat of me.’.
Just then, she heard rustling in the thickets behind her. She spun around quickly and drew her gun, aiming it into the dense jungle. “If anyone’s in there, now’s the time to speak up. It’s improper to sneak up on a lady.”, she smiled.
It was then she felt the barre press up against the back of her head. “A lady? That’s what you call yourself?”, the mocking voice said. “You don’t look like a lady to me. Nor do you smell like one.”, laughter echoed in her ear. “I have been on your tail for a week now, you slut. Gotta say, I enjoyed watching you bathe, but I sure expected you to do it more than twice.”, the man disarmed Laura and pushed her to her knees. “I thought you were some posh cunt playing at being an Adventurer, but you seem awfully at home in the jungle.”.
Lara felt a pang of shame at the stranger’s words, but he wasn’t entirely wrong. A part of her enjoyed her naturally feminine musk and the feel of her slick sweat covering her toned body. There was just something primal about the whole thing.
“Are you just here to give me a lecture about personal hygiene or what?”, she quipped.
“No, no. I’m here to take the key to the temple you found in Jakarta. And, well, to rape you.”, the blonde man shrugged almost casually as he stepped in front of Lara.
He was tall and muscular, with a goatee and messy curls. Quite attractive, actually. Under different circumstances, Lara may have considered having some fun with him. But the man had just threatened to rob and rape her, so now Lara had decided that only she’d be the one having fun. Her handsome assailant was in for one hell of a bad time.
“Oh, honey... Do you think you’re the first man to try and rape me?”, she smiled at him.
Her cold, calculated demeanour scared him a little. This wasn’t how people usually reacted. “Silence, bitch! Get out of those filthy clothes and use this rope to tie your hands to that tree over there.”, he motioned behind Lara, whose brown eyes bore into his green-grey ones.
“Oh, you have beautiful eyes. Can’t wait to see them fill up with tears.”, she said as she licked her lips. “Mhm, you’ll be fun to play with. I’m going to strip that bullshit macho facade away layer by layer until you’ll beg me to put you out of your misery, handsome.”. Lara could feel her panties dampen at the thought of his desperate screams filling her ears. It had been a while since she last let loose.
“I told you to shut up, bit...”, he had stepped forward to slap her, but Lara used her lightning quick reflexes to duck under his hand and throw a jab at his abdomen, knocking the wind out of him. Before he had a chance to recover, she kicked the gun out of his hand and sent him crashing onto his back with another kick straight to his chest.
The stranger was heaving in a pile at Lara’s feet now, having been caught completely off guard by Lara’s skill.
“Not so tough now, huh?”, she smiled down at him, placing her booted foot on his chest and resting her hands on her hips. “That was almost too easy. Guess it’s time I’ve had my way with you, bitch-boy.”.
“Urgh, you fucking cunt! I will tear your he...”, he fell silent when Lara slowly moved her shoe from his chest to right over his exposed crotch.
“Go on? I believe you were about to threaten me?”, she teased, applying just enough pressure to the man’s groin to make him tense underneath her. The sudden surge of power and control she felt made Lara’s womanhood throb excitedly. “I always loved how all that masculine bravado just evaporates the second your baby-makers are in peril. I mean, look at you. You went from threatening to rape me to whimpering beneath my boot. Hell, you look like you might piss yourself.”, she laughed.
The beaten stranger growled, feeling furious at the British cunt’s mockery, but entirely unable to do something about it.
“Now then...”, Lara picked up the rope and winked at her captive, “...It’s time to wrap you up, handsome. Oh, and please struggle. It’ll make the whole thing so much more fun for me.”. Lara was filled with sadistic glee. She leant down, increasing the pressure on the stranger’s crotch and moaning as his whimpering got louder, and tied his arms behind his back. The man was now completely at her mercy.
“So, you were taking issue with my hygiene, huh?”, she mused as she towered over her latest victim. She really did reek of stale sweat, but that was perfect for what she had planned. She spun around and showed off her perky ass in her tight cargo shorts, giving herself a playful slap. As her captive struggled against the rope, she bent over and pushed her ass right into his face, grinding herself against his nose. The stranger’s body betrayed him almost instantly and his cock grew hard in his pants, tenting them obscenely. Lara didn’t miss that, opting to give the bulge a little squeeze. “What’s that? I thought you don’t like dirty girls? Seems to me my sweaty ass in your face is getting you all riled up.”, she smiled over her shoulder, squeezing and stroking the throbbing bulge. “Go on, you nasty lil’ perv. Inhale my ass-sweat and thank me for it!”, she barked, grinding herself against him harder. She could feel his nose brush against the thin layers of fabric covering her sweaty, puckered asshole and tight pussy, making her moan deeply. “Fuck... I haven’t cum in days...”, she giggled.
The stranger couldn’t help but obey her, letting her musky scent fill his nostrils as he sniffed at her sweaty ass. He hated every second of this, but her pheromones completely overwhelmed his brain and his cock was leaking like a broken faucet.
“Such a good little boy you are!”, Lara praised him. “Too bad you’re going to lose those balls, no?”.
The stranger didn’t hear Lara’s latest threat, too engrossed in worshipping her ass.
Lara finally had enough and stood up straight, looking down at her manhandled toy. Without much ado, she stepped onto his balls through his pants and slammed her own crotch into his face. She grabbed a fistful of his blonde curls and started gyrating her hips as she put more and more weight onto the leg that was firmly planted between his trembling legs. The pressure was intense and his balls started to flatten rapidly, making him cry out in pain. The vibration of his pained cries felt amazing against Lara’s shorts, which by now sported a sizeable wet-spot between her thighs. “Ugh, this feels too good.”, she breathed.
As she felt an orgasm built up in her loins, she stepped back, letting her victim yelp in agony. Lara couldn’t help but think he looked attractive in his current state. He was sweaty, his muscles tensing and rippling under his clothes as he strained against the rope and grit his teeth. “You... psychotic... bitch...”, he spat at her, eyes filled with fury.
“Funny, isn’t it? You probably had some twisted shit in mind for me and it would have just been a man being primal and masculine. But now that I’m on top, I’m psychotic and a bitch.”, she knelt between his legs and grabbed a handful of his balls, twisting them harshly. “That’s always how it goes. A man asserts his dominance and it’s seen as tough and admirable. A woman does and she’s uppity or bossy. We’re always expected to excuse your little testosterone fuelled hissy-fits, but god beware a woman let’s her primal urges out and has some fun.”, she started into his eyes, unblinking. “I am sick and tired of this bullshit. It’s time men learnt their place in society.”. She squeezed harder, licking her lips as she watched his eyes fill with tears. The veins on his neck popped out as he grunted in pain, feeling his vulnerable balls weaken in Lara’s unforgiving grasp. The sight of his unfiltered agony turned her on like crazy and she used her free hand to slide into her pants and rub herself frantically, increasing the speed of her movements with every tear she saw run down the stranger’s face. “Your eyes look so pretty filled with tears, honey. Go on, whimper for me.” She gasped, feeling her own wetness coat her delicate fingers. Just as the stranger’s grapes begin to falter under her assault, she stopped squeezing and pulled her hand back. The stranger muttered a quiet “Thanks”, but Lara just wiped the hand she’d used to pleasure herself all over his face before standing up.
Her captive made a pitiful image, lumped over himself at her feet, face stained with tears and her arousal. She hoisted him up and pushed him against a tree, tying him to it with ease.
“I bet you regret sneaking up on me now, huh? This really didn’t go the way you had planned, did it?”, she teased, running her hands through his hair and biting his plump lower lip. He had completed surrendered to her by now. “If you had your way, I’d be face down in the dirt and your lil’ cock would be pumping into my poor lil’ pussy right now, no? And afterwards, you’d probably slit my throat and loot my body. That’s exactly what you thought would happen, isn’t it?”.
Before he could reply, she slammed her knee into his groin >CRUNCH< the sound was sickening. He only managed to whimper in response as Lara laughed, gleefully.
“Well, you’re never going to feel a warm, wet pussy wrap around your sad excuse for a cock ever again.”.
She stepped back and winked at him before drawing back her left leg.
THUD< SMUSH< CRACK< SPLAT<
She kept hammering her boot right into his crotch, his agonised screams echoing through the jungle and making birds take off in frantic flight. By the time she stopped, her captive was blubbering and the bulge in his pants was swollen obscenely. He was drooling and panting, begging her to stop. But Lara hadn’t felt so alive in years. She loved putting the fear of god into her would-be-rapist.
“Oh boy, this is a work-out.”, she joked.
“P-please... s-s-stop... I’m s-sorry...”, the stranger managed in-between sobs.
“Oh, let me think...”, Lara put her finger to her lip in a mock gesture. “Uhm... no!”. She lined up another kick. >CRUNCH<
She walked up close to her panting victim, giving him a quick kiss before lifting her arms and rubbing her sweaty pits all over his face. “Ugh, you thought I was sweaty before... I worked up quite the stench fucking up your balls, love.”. Her musk coated his face, making him gag and splutter. “Oh, if you think this is bad, just wait until I kick off my boots. My socks are drenched!”, she teased him.
“Please, enough...”, he stammered. Lara frowned, shocked that her toy still felt like he was in any position to make demands.
She untied him from the tree and spread him out on the floor at her feet before pulling down his shorts and boxers. She couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of his shrivelled up cock and severely bruised balls. “Yikes, I really did a number on you here, haven’t I?”, she remarked as she sat down beside him, poking his swollen gonads with her pointer finger. “Tell you what.”, she pulled off her shoes and placed her sweaty socks on his chest. “You do a good job cleaning my stinky lil’ explorer feet and I’ll consider not cracking your eggs. Sound fair?”. Before he could respond, she began rubbing her socked feet all over his face whilst squeezing his battered balls between her warm fingers. He immediately began lapping at her feet like a dog. “That’s what I thought.”, she smiled.
Every now and again, Lara would squeeze his beaten testicles hard enough to make him scream in pain as she felt their integrity falter beneath her assault, but that only spurred her on even more. Soon enough she’d peeled her socks off and had her captive lick and suck her warm soled spotless. Lara couldn’t help but be impressed by how diligently he’d worshipped her stinky feet. “Wow, buddy. You were born for this. I think I’ll take you back to England with me when we’re done here and have you be my personal foot slave. How does that sound, huh?”, she asked as she fucked his face with her toes. Not that she cared at all for his input. Lara had already made up her mind. Just as she’d decided that a foot slave wouldn’t need working marbles between it’s legs.
She got off the floor and pulled down her soaking wet shorts and panties, tossing them aside and straddling her captive. For a second, his eyes actually lit up and his cock strained. Lara couldn’t help but laugh as she realised he thought he was about to get fucked. “Oh, you silly boy...”, she said as she moved herself into position right over his face. Without warning, she plopped down on his head and began riding his face, loving the sensation of his warm tongue on her desperate sex. She leant back and grabbed his swollen balls between her fingers, squeezing as she fucked his face with reckless abandon. It didn’t take Lara long to feel a massive orgasm approach. She clenched her thighs around his hand and smeared her creamy cunt all over his face, cuming hard as she closed her fingers around his weakened testicles and feeling them rupture violently in her grasp. His screams of agony were accompanied by her howls of orgasmic bliss.
Lara came so hard, she saw stars for a moment. When she came down from her high, she got off his whimpering face and wiped a mix of cum and blood from her fingers on his chest. His mangled balls painted a beautiful picture as he silently screamed into the darkening sky. Lara left him there on the floor as she set up her camp for the night. She mused about riding his face again before bed tonight and many, many times more once she brought her new eunuch toy back home with her. This was the beginning of a wonderful relationship.