Pain kick

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The dimly lit brothel room smelled of sweat and leather as she lounged on the velvet couch, her legs sheathed in sheer black pantyhose. She smirked, watching him squirm under her gaze.

ACTOR1: You like staring at my legs, don’t you? Pathetic. You’d do anything just to touch them.

ACTOR2: Fuck yeah—your pantyhose drive me insane. Please, just let me—

ACTOR1: No. You don’t get to beg. You get to take what I give you. And right now? That’s my foot on that sad little dick of yours.

NARRATOR: She lifted her leg, pressing the sole of her pantyhose-clad foot against his throbbing cock.

ACTOR2: Oh shit—fuck, that’s so—

ACTOR1: Shut up. You don’t deserve to cum.

NARRATOR: She dragged her foot up and down his length, teasing before suddenly kicking his cock hard.

ACTOR2: Ahh! Fuck!

ACTOR1: That’s right, whimper for me. You’re nothing but a toy.

NARRATOR: She kicked again, her pantyhose-covered toes slamming into his shaft, making him groan in pain and pleasure.

ACTOR2: Please—I can’t take it—

ACTOR1: Too bad. You’ll take every fucking kick until I say stop.

NARRATOR: She struck once more, and this time, his cock twitched violently before he erupted, ropes of cum splattering across her pantyhose.

ACTOR1: Disgusting. Clean it up. Now.

NARRATOR: Panting, he obeyed, licking his own mess off her nylon-covered foot.