Jewel CastrAtes me During a Pub Fight
by Martinoooo@hotmail.com 
I am tricked into a pub fight: the girl us and castrates me.

It was after a hard rugby game, we had showered and changed had all been 
drinking at
the sports club: everyone thought that I was drunk; but it wasn't that - it 
was the
bravado, machismo boisterousness that happens to men when in a group. As 
usual we
sat near to the boxing ring in which a pretty young blonde girl was gyrating 
bare-foot to
pop music and we were making rather childish wolf whistles and lewd remarks. 
But this
girl was something very special. She was only young - but she must have been 
over
sixteen to get into the club. She was short, petite, and delightfully 
slender of body as
only young girls can be: with very slender milk-white thighs, visible under 
her black
cirrée mini-skirt, slender hips, and well shaped breasts which moved under 
her white
silk blouse. I looked at her carefully and was completely captivated by her 
face and her
beautiful blue eyes; it was the face of an angel:- I have never seen a girl 
so pretty. Her
face was framed by two thick blonde plaits with the bunches at the ends 
resting on her
bosom. I caught her eye and she smiled at me in a way that I thought had 
stopped my
heart! I was in love but not having had a woman for a long time, I also had 
an erection -
It was love and lust! She looked me straight in the eye and, grinning, she 
lifted her skirt
to reveal a triangle of tight, shiny wet-look panty: I have a weakness for 
shiny panties
and I needed to grope them. Before I knew what I was doing I had climbed 
into the ring,
pulled down my shorts to reveal my penis like an iron bar, and shouted "Give 
a dog a
bone!" I would have raped her there and then in the ring if my mates hadn't 
pulled me
off.

I sat down and my mates and their girl-friends told me what a prat I had 
been and how
ashamed I should be of myself. And believe- youme, I was terribly ashamed. 
Later on a
pretty young girl, another of the dancers I suppose, came and whispered in 
my ear: "Do
you want to take part in a gang-bang in the ring later-on?" She looked nice 
and I was
desperate to relieve my frustration so I said, "Yes". I was embarrassed but 
my balls felt
tight: nice girl or not. I looked forward to the prospect of pussy so much 
that I had a
hard-on for the rest of the evening until the nice girl came to fetch me. 
She took me to
the changing rooms and explained that she was actually to be the referee and
introduced me to the three other men: - there were to be four men to one 
girl who
wanted to be gang-raped. As we changed into the scanty briefs that she had 
given us I
looked at the other three men. One guy was six-foot six and heavily muscled, 
he must
have been a life-guard or something and I knew I would have to give-way to 
him in the
mêlée! Another was a re-head, smaller, more my size, but again he looked 
fitter than
me. And finally there was a smaller barrel-chested guy who would be able to 
crush
anyone who got near him. I realised that in the spectacle to come I had no 
chance
against any of these three and I would have to come last, taking whatever 
crumbs these
guys threw me after they had finished.

The four of us were in the four corners of the boxing ring when the nice 
girl came in and
announced the event. It was to be disguised as a wrestling match with five 
of us against
each-other, the winner being the one left standing at the end - no holds 
barred! She
announced "Jewel from New York, USA!" I was staggered when the disco-dancing 
little
angel stepped into the ring, dressed exactly as she had been before - and 
she gave me
such a stunning smile that I loved her! She looked so sweet, innocent and 
vulnerable
that I felt sorry for her - but my balls were aching by now. There was no 
time to think
because the bell went for "round one" and before I knew what has happened 
Jewel
rushed towards me, she swivelled around on one foot and delivered a 
backwards kick in
my chest that sent me sprawling in my corner. I recovered my astonishment 
and was
about to get up when I saw what happened to the big guy. She met him 
half-way and
showed him panty: while he oggled she drew him onto her - delivering a 
sickening thud
between his legs with her knee. A look of complete astonishment came over 
his face as
he screamed, held his stricken balls and fell down, writhing on his back in 
terrible pain. I
stayed where I was! Barrel-chest had come-up behind her and was about to 
crush her,
but she was too quick for him and a karate blow to the neck neatly pole-axed 
him: he hit
the canvas a stayed there. Red-head didn't last long either: he ran around 
the ring in a
panic but she caught him, put him in an arm-lock and propelled him headlong 
into the
corner where his head smacked hard against the padding and he went down to 
lie
alarmingly still. She finished the big guy-off by stamping on his head.

Jewel came for me while I was still down, I knew that she had singled me out 
for special
treatment and I was terrified to stand up and take a beating from a girl. In 
a panic I tried
to get up and run but she got me in a hold with both legs around my neck and 
it hurt like
hell! I cried out "Submit, I submit!" and I heard my voice reverberate 
around the room
from the PA. She twisted me around until I faced her and pulled up her skirt 
so that my
face was between her delightful thighs and in her tantalising panties, then 
forced my
head back so that the cameras could see my face and her female triangle. 
"I'll let you
submit if you lick my panties" Jewel said. I had no choice either physically 
or
emotionally. I looked at the softness of her thighs, the inviting tight 
little triangle of panty
showing the shape of her lips beneath, and the large firm Mound of Venus 
above it. I
was sick with lust and with my face scarlet with shame I made sure my tongue 
was dry
before I licked her milky-white rounded thighs, then the hard mound, 
enjoying the
feeling of the firmness covered in slick, silky material, then moaned loudly 
as I moved
down to part her lips so that the smooth material was all that prevented me 
from
pushing my tongue inside her. She giggled girlishly and winsomely.

Jewel stood up and held her hands together over her head in triumph as the 
nice girl
announced "End of round one: three knock-outs and a submission to the girl! 
I was
beside myself with shame as she grinned at me and watched me grovel, unable 
to stop
myself looking up her skirt in impotent misery.

I didn't want to come out of my corner for the second round but I couldn't 
think of
anything else to do. There was hardly a tussle before I was shocked to feel 
her hand on
my crotch and suddenly Jewel had me by the bollocks! "I Submit!" I shouted, 
but she
said "Oh, not yet!" and manoeuvred me to the ropes where she squeezed my 
balls until
I squealed and obeyed her commands to tie myself into the ropes. She 
pulled-down my
briefs to reveal my disgraced manhood - still as hard as an iron bar (I had 
never had
such a hard-on) and then she kissed me! We kissed for several minutes until 
my breath
was ragged as she entwined her tongue in mine. Jewel undid her blouse and 
allowed
her exquisitely shaped breasts to squash against my chest and I groped her 
skirt -
feeling the smooth cirrée rubbing over the silky panty covering the firm 
globes of her
bottom. I was gagging with lust as she raised the front of her skirt so that 
my prick
pressed against the wonderful hard knicker-clad mound and my balls rested on 
silk-
covered pussy. I thought I would die of wanting my conqueress. "Please, 
Jewel, give me
pussy: I'll beg!" I shouted. But she just squeezed my balls until I screamed 
"Mercy,
mercy, please!" and then she let-go and pulled me onto her. I thought I 
would lose my
spunk there and then but she manoeuvred me until the cameras could see my 
penis
lying across her shiny panty-clad belly and my balls in her hand and then 
she jiggled my
balls, squeezing lightly. I couldn't resist. I screamed "Panty, on Panty!" 
We both
watched as she pushed the head of my penis into the silky fabric between her 
vulvas.
My testicles felt full-to-bursting and I knew I was done-for: I groped her 
bottom, my back
arched; I bit one of her plaits in helpless passion; I grunted like a pig; I 
lost control of
myself bucking and shouting PANTEEEEES!" I looked into her face and saw that 
she
was actually laughing at me - giggling in my face scornfully. What finally 
pushed me
over the edge was when I looked into Jewel's eyes and I saw triumph and 
pride in her
victory over me: it was so utterly humiliating to be beaten by such pretty 
girl. I couldn't
help it: I unloaded my awful male shame all over her panties. The feeling of 
the soft
spunk-slick panty pressed against my glans was the most amazingly enticing
experience I have ever had and I could feel the semen coursing along the 
length of my
shaft as I continued to splosh out my dreadful humiliation time and time 
again in an
unstoppable spasm while Jewel laughed in my face, oh so prettily! I 
shuddered and
moaned and groped her skirt and panty in delirious satisfaction. When I was 
done she
stood back and simply said "Are you beaten? I could have killed you, you 
know - or
castrated you, any time I wanted!" She saw me harden at the mention of the 
awfully
embarrassing word and giggled again. I looked at her pretty little face and 
blushed as I
said "You have beaten me!" I hung my head in shame. The nice girl announced 
"In the
second round a submission to Jewel. Altogether the girl wins with three 
knock-outs and
two submissions. Female defeats four males in combat. A round of applause 
for the
crushed males!" I sagged in the ropes and hung my head in utter defeat and 
abject
humiliation. I felt amazingly satisfied and relaxed: I just wanted to lie 
with chest against
Jewel's breasts looking at her lovely face while my penis rested against her 
panty;- with
my balls in her hand. Jewel strutted around the ring lifting her skirt to 
show-off my
masculine shame soiling her panties. She had also rubbed some spunk on her 
tits to
stop it running down her leg. When she came back to me I couldn't look her 
in the eye. I
still had a hard-on as she grasped my bollocks again. I wondered - what she 
would do
to me now? After all, the winner is entitled to the trophies and my 
conquering love had
them in her pretty little hand: I looked at her sweet little face and 
suddenly I wanted to
see her smile in the final victory, in the ultimate conquest of female over 
male. As the
nice girl handed her the knife I lay quietly, then I kissed Jewel tenderly 
and she
responded lovingly…….. she smiled…. I bit her plait..