She sighed, yes she actually sighed … she was bored?!?!? That hit me like a kick in the teeth, she was so beautiful and so vicious. Oh my god.
She then jumped forward onto her toes, stabbing her spikes into my gut. It didn’t hurt too much initially but then she did the grind ripping my guts to bits. My thighs were pulsing in agony and every movement was torment. But she bored quickly.
She smiled down at me, and I trembled in fear. Something about this goddess smiling at me felt like the worst possible outcome for me.
She lifted one spiked track shoe and set it down gently on my pec. The razor-sharp spikes resting lightly on the skin and still managing to be painful. Then she simply stood on my chest and brought the other shoe up next to it. The spikes sunk into my chest and I felt them impact the ribs beneath. The pain was just excruciating.
I was crying, the pain was too much, I was petrified by what was to come. She was smart all right, she let the impact of what was to come sink in. Then she slowly swung her amazing body around and the evil spikes carved into my chest and ribs. I was going into shock, shaking and feeling weird and dizzy. I thought I could actually feel her spikes carving into the bones of my ribs.
She picked up one shoe and brought it over my face. What was she going to do with that?!?!?
This whole time she had not said a thing, the only sound was the leather creaking as I struggled uselessly against my bonds, and my muffled cries and screams.
I looked up at the spikes and the rough sole of her track shoe, it looked terrifying and dangerous. It occurred to me that the spikes she had in it were cross country spikes, longer than usual spikes but still razor sharp.
She gently lowered that spikes onto my face then lifted them off, to prove a point maybe. She then gently nudged my head to turn and I did turn it. The she stepped partially down onto the side of my head driving the spikes in. More screaming on my part but at least she didn’t stand full weight.
She sighed again, my torment was boring her?!?!? I was clearly just a plaything for her, seemingly beneath her contempt. Just a toy for her to destroy. All these things raced around in my head.
She had now turned around and was standing tip toe on my gut. Her spikes making a new set of holes in me as she faced away from my face. This of course meant I had the most amazing view of her fantastic legs and incredible tight butt. Kimberly was the girl of my dreams but unfortunately, they had become a nightmare. A living nightmare I wondered if I would wake up from.
As if she could read my mind, she looked back at me over her shoulder and caressed he butt with her hands. I watched her lovely hands with the thin long fingers tipped in sharp stiletto nails and sunk further into her spell.
Suddenly she spoke “I need some starters blocks to practice my sprint starts”. Huh? I thought. “I know the perfect place to drive off from” she cooed. While my addled wits were trying to comprehend that, she used the back of one of her track shoes to move my dick away from my balls, then trod down with her spikes into my ball sack.
A whole new panorama of pain erupted and rocketed up the pain scale as she ripped her shoe backwards raking my balls with her spikes. She did it three more times and then laughed her sweet head off. Finally, she got off my broken, shredded, bleeding body and stood on the side of the frame holding me down. I heard the wood splinter as her spikes sunk in. The spikes that had just been tearing me apart.
I was in shock, cold and disoriented, shaking in pain and fear. I looked up at the beautiful smiling face of Kimberly and searched for any sign of warmth or compassion. There was none.
I felt the room go dark and my dizziness got worse and shock set in. I passed out into oblivion yet again. I really need to stop doing that.
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