Barefoot assassins Belfour Four female karate experts savagely bust a man's balls and sexually torment him. It all began a year ago. Little to my knowledge the day she walked through my door my life would never be the same. Here name was Kelly; a friend referred her to me. I knew little about her other than she was 21 years old and working full time as a nanny for some of the families in the affluent community in which I live. I run a sportswear manufacturing company. I'm 30 years old and have developed a thriving business for which I was looking for an additional assistant. In my college days I played football for a Big Ten School, then upon graduation, became involved in the world of modeling. I have always been exposed to beautiful women and have lived in many countries around the world- however-I still was not ready for what was to come. When she walked through the door my heart skipped a beat. I wasn't her sheer beauty, rather the power and elegance she possessed. As a nanny, or Summer Girl, as she preferred to be called, she didn't have a great deal of money. She grew up with 8 sisters and 3 brothers in this same affluent community but never quite fit in economically. This was clearly evident by the way she was dressed. She wore a classy, but revealing sundress which made me wonder weather or not she was wearing any pants. Her eyes, which were the deepest and bluest I've ever seen, were accentuated by her very large sexy lips. She wore her thick, brown hair up in ponytail to reveal her lightly freckled and healthy sun tanned face. It was her long and angular body, which grabbed my attention next. She had the body of a runway model, but with a larger, more feminine chest-not waify, but angular. She stood 5'8" inches tall but seemed to be taller. Her legs were long, tan and lean. Moving down her legs I noticed her very thin ankles and then - her feet. I've always had a foot fetish, but this was different. Her feet were incredible. She wore a size 10 sandal - the leather kind with only the strap between the big and second toe. She had very long, very powerful looking toes which were pedicured and painted a very classy shade of red. Her second toes were a shade longer than her big toes and without looking abnormal seemed to have a second knuckle, which I noticed several times during our interview, she was able to curl and grip over the tips of her sandals. We introduced ourselves and I began to tell her about the job. To my surprise she seemed arrogant and rather uninterested in the whole idea of what my company did and I sensed she was not overly impressed with my looks, wit or charm. Usually, I can sense either embarrassment - girls not confident enough to look me in the eyes - or the kind that just gazes at me - she did neither, this bothered me. I sensed she would take the job out of desperation or destain for nannying - either way, I was sure I was going to hire her. It was now her second month of employment and I had come to the conclusion that she was a sexually repressed man-hater. I made concerted efforts to try to get to know her, asked her questions about her family, friends, likes, dislikes etc. She gave me nothing but indifferent looks and terse answers. What had I done to her to deserve this kind of treatment? During this time I sensed her total lack of concern for anything or anyone and dismissed it as just "her personality" or lack thereof. I have always been somewhat of a flirt, and despite her lack of interest I flirted with her as often as possible. We'd argue on the rare occasion we spoke and our relationship just wasn't going anywhere. It was about that time my friend who referred her to me asked me how things were going with Kelly. I complained about what a selfish bitch I thought she was and if it weren't due to the fact that I could stare at her for hours; I'd fire her. He joked with me; "You don't want to mess with her." I asked him what he was talking about and he proceeded to tell me about her ability to fight. "My daughter," he informed me, "had a bunch of her friends up to the lake a few years back. The kids were drinking and having a good time when some of the local boys followed them back from one of the resort hangouts. Some of the guys who were with our group asked them to leave - they were drunk and proceeded to whale on these guys. That's when Kelly stepped in. She used some of her Karate skills on these kids and nearly killed with just a few kicks. It was a mess the cops showed up, the ambulances there was one kid she actually rendered unconscious using only her feet." "Oh Bullshit," I told him, meanwhile an instant rock-hard erection emerged in my pants. I couldn't wait to get him off the phone and start giving her sass about this mysteriously, intriguing barefoot art she was involved in. I went back into the warehouse and said, "So Kelly, I hear you're a Karate expert." She looked at me with a slightly flirtatious/arrogant grin and replied "Yep." I was going crazy with curiosity. Being beaten by an attractive barefoot female martial artist always has been my one kinky fetish fantasies. I did everything I could to get her to demonstrate her moves on me, she ignored me for the most part but mentioned someday, she would give me a lesson. I was in store for quite a surprise. In subsequent months, she started opening up a little more. I learned she has been studying the arts of jujitsu, karate, taekwondo and kung fu since she was 12 years old. She told me 4 of her older sisters had gotten her interested in the martial arts and that she had achieved black belts in each of these disciplines by the age of 18. She also informed me that she gave rape-prevention seminars in various communities about once or twice a month. When she asked me if I would volunteer to someday be a demonstration attacker - I tried to control my excitement and told her I suppose I could do that. I nearly came thinking about it... Finally, one day, near her seventh month of employment I got a taste of her Karate trained feet. She was bent over a press machine and I approached her from behind. She had a boyfriend at this time and seemed in an unusually good mood. I told her I was trying to quit swearing and half joking said, "Each time I swear, I want you to punch me in the stomach." She looked back at me over her shoulder with a sinister grin on her face and told me she could do one better. She slipped one of her slender, sexy feet out of her Nike sport sandals, brought her knee to her chest, flexed her long toes back, pivoted and slammed the sole of her bare foot right into my unprotected groin. She didn't kick me hard, but I went down. When I opened my eyes I was staring up at her huge bare toes. She looked down at me and sarcastically said, "See - I'll bet you don't swear for a whole week." she laughed and walked away, leaving me curled up by the press machine. This was just a taste of what was yet to come. Chapter II When I arrived at the high school where Kelly was giving the demonstration, I already had a hard-on. I got there 20 minutes early but waited in the parking lot so I didn't look too anxious. The room was a padded wrestling gym in the basement of the school. When she saw me she instructed me in a very condescending tone to hurry up and get changed. She also informed me to address her as Ms. Kelly in front of the students. This made me uneasy - she works for me I thought - thinking again I realized "here, she is the boss." I was about to find out how tough a boss really can be. While I was putting on my gui, the white uniform martial artists wear, I was noticed the pants slipped on yet had snaps underneath the crotch - I'd soon find out why. The top she had given me was a joke; there was no way I could fit into it. As I got dressed, I toyed with the idea of not wearing the nut cup I brought, but, after remembering the mild pain I felt next to the press machine earlier that week, I put it on. I walked into the make-shift dojo bare chested. I thought I'd give the ladies and Kelly a thrill...big mistake. I hadn't taken two steps out of the locker room when I saw the Tornado coming towards me. This strange female figure was spinning from the other side of the gymnasium towards me. It was fairly dark so I couldn't make out who she was. Hopping and spinning from one bare-foot to the other. How the hell is she doing that and what kind of a technique is that? It was then when I heard the loud "KEYAAA" followed by the lightning fast spinning back wheel kick which cracked my cup right down the middle and caught me at the base of my still erect penis. The kick smashed me into the padded wall from which I had just entered the room and the attacker pinned me against the wall pressing her foot deep into my groin as I looked up. "That is how I greet all of my visiting demonstration men, especially when they don't bow when they enter my dojo." This was a side of Kelly I had only seen briefly. After a couple of seconds she removed her foot from my groin and I fell to the floor next to my now broken cup. I can't believe this, I thought to myself. Then, I remembered back a few years of how my muscular 195 pound frame use to destroy wide receivers and how I use to punish quarterbacks on blind-side blitzes. I then realized these adversaries didn't use their feet and in Kelly's dojo, kicking below the belt was what I was about to find out, they did best. The class consisted of three women a beautiful American Indian woman named Natalie who was almost as tall as Kelly wearing a red gui with a brown belt accented with a black stripe; I guessed she was 27 years old and had long smooth hair, which was parted down the middle and ominous dark eyes. The second girl Julie was really cute. Bleach blonde straight hair and brown eyes, probably 5'6" She was also wearing a brown belt but with no black stripe and she was probably 17 or 18. I got the feeling she had her eyes on me. The third woman who was also wearing a black belt looked to be about 35. She looked like the pretty "trophy wife" type. Long painted finger nails short, blonde hair and incredibly nice feet with no toe nail polish. Her name was Patricia, and she gave me a sexy housewife smile. Kelly told the women to gather around her for her first demonstration. Immediately they sat Indian style around her beautiful feet as she prepared to ward off my attack. She instructed me to come up from behind her, grab her face, and aggressively kiss her. I couldn't believe it. She hated me - or so I thought. I was ready to cum, excited but apprehensive because I knew as much as I would enjoy kissing her I was sure she would put me in a fair amount of pain shortly there after. I reached over her shoulder, turned her head and pressed my lips against her full luscious lips. To my surprise, she opened her mouth and jammed her sweet wet tongue into my mouth, my cock was like granite pressed against her hip, and she slipped her long elegant fingers into my pants and started pulling on my penis. Then, from out of nowhere I felt the long toes of her shapely left foot grab and pull the snaps under my pants open and then wrap themselves, like fingers, around my bare testicles. We were embraced in a long passionate kiss. I placed my right hand under her armpit and started massaging her large, perky breasts. Just then she pulled her tongue out of my throat. I opened my eyes and looked into her devilish eyes and with her one - foot and hand still playing with my package, she smiled and said, "Gotcha." With that she turned to the ladies and explained how you can inflict more pain and damage by playing along with the attack. It was then I felt her playful toes squeeze my manhood with increased pressure. She removed her right hand from my penis and reaching across her chest gave me a kung-fu chokehold while squeezing my balls hard with the toes of her foot. I screamed out in pain and, when she released her hold on my neck, fell to my knees and then to my back. During this excruciating painful footlock she was applying, she continued to, very matter of factly, describe to the women how to further disable possibly even kill the attacker. While lying on my back on the verge of passing out. With her bare toes of her left foot still squeezing the life out of my nuts she knelt down over me so her warm - aromatic vagina was inches from my face. She released her toe lock and proceeded to sit between my legs facing me. She bent both of her legs at the knees and with lightning speed simultaneously slammed her 10's into my crotch while screaming a barbaric "EEYAAA"-I was seeing stars like I had just been hit by a 260 pound fullback-rather it was only a 127 pound female and more specifically a perfect pair of size 10 feet. I was fairly out of it at this point. There I lay, flat on my back, looking up at this beautiful Amazon. My erection was severe and she was turning me on like I've never been turned on before and she knew it. Using her big toe, she lightly tickled the hair on my testicles. Then, she proceeded to move her big toe up the shaft of my erection, lightly pressing on my pulsing man sword. It was at this point she opened the unusually large space between her big and second toe and methodically wrapped them around the head of my throbbing cock. While she was doing this, she somehow managed to apply steady pressure to the rest of my erection with her arch and heel. If I hadn't known any better, I would have thought she was a chimpanzee. She bent and maneuvered these two toes with artful skill and expertise - she had done this before - many times, I somehow was certain. As she continued her footplay she looked down at me she said, "Isn't this ironic. My feet are registered with the FBI as lethal weapons and yet they are capable of driving you to near orgasmic ecstasy - go figure." With that, she removed her foot from my penis, bowed to me and walked back to the class. Next it was Natalie's turn. She was a beauty. Like Kelly, however, she didn't smile much and looked to be all business. Once I caught my breath, I approached her from behind and jammed my tongue down her throat expecting the hand/footjob I had gotten from Kelly; this wasn't the case. We stood tongues intertwined, no hands: no feet - at least not yet. White kissing this gorgeous Pocahontas look-alike, I opened my eyes to see the malicious glare of her dark bruiting eyes. I felt a grunting noise coming out of mouth as we still were French kissing one-another. Had we not been kissing I would have heard a deafening, "Hiyaaa." Her exotic left foot shoot up between my legs and smashed both of my balls at the same time. This caught me more off-guard than Kelly's trickery and while the kick wasn't devastating, it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. Natalie proceeded to explain her technique. "I'm not quite as skilled with my toes as Kelly, so I rely on my strength and quickness to defeat the assailant," she proceeded to say, "To finish him off." Oh shit, I thought, " she stuck her foot straight into the air, so it was actually perpendicular to the ceiling, and with another loud HIYAAA, executed a perfect axe kick, slamming the sole of her size 9 foot over my entire erect penis. She continued to grind her foot over my penis as if I was a specimen or piece of meat with absolutely no emotion. She then dropped to her back and proceeded to stick her bare feet into the gaping hole in my pants and with her soles clutched my bare, rock hard boner. The sweat from her tan feet provided a sort of natural lubricant as she foot jacket me to near masturbation. I cranked my head down as far as I could, in order to get a glimpse of this beauty doing these wonderful things to me with her feet. Her lean legs were taught and I could see each well-defined leg muscle as she rhythmically yanked my cock with her soft native feet. I felt the pre cum starting to dribble out as Kelly informed Natalie she was finished. Next it was Julie's turn. I had been looking forward to this because of the way she had been looking at me throughout the demonstration. While I was catching my breath waiting for Julie's lesson something occurred to me, This was no regular self- defense seminar. No. These were viciously sadistic women who possessed martial art skills on a parallel only to Ninja assassins. Any of these dainty, sexy women could kill me and probably would except for the fact that they needed me as their guinea-pig or as their foot jerk off toy, I didn't know which. I approached Julie from behind and before we kissed she looked over her shoulders and informed with a smile that her toe techniques were as good as Kelly's. With that I felt my erection strengthen and gave her a deep, long kiss. She responded differently from Kelly and Natalie, she turned her body and kissed me from the front pressing her large perky, teenage breasts against my muscular bare chest. She used her surprisingly large hands to grab my glues and pressed my erection against her warm, now wet, youthful vagina. I was so horny and sure this lesson was going to be different. Just then she separated her tongue from my mouth and dropped down on her back. Then, with cat-like quickness she simultaneously brought both of her size 8 1/2 feet into my bare groin. After the initial, semi-painful impact, she wrapped her long toes around each of my testicles I thought to myself, "she wasn't kidding she more dexterous with her toes than some people are with their hands. She explained that her young legs weren't as strong as Kelly's or Natalie's so she had to rely upon applying pressure to the genitalia with her long strong toes. She the went on to describe how she practiced masturbating her boyfriend every night using only one foot and actually has the dexterity to bent silverware between her toes. As she continued squeezing my balls with her feet, she removed one foot, spread her toes and seized the base of my thick erect penis between her big and second toe. She bent my cock like a pretzel and with this foot jujitsu technique forced me to the ground. Then she removed her other foot from its stranglehold on my balls. With that foot, she hopped to a one legged standing position and with all the strength in her young body, managed to drag me across the mat by my cock using only her one foot. She then let go of my cock and yanked me to my feet. From there she started using some traditional Taekwondo blows. She started with a front kick to my groin. As I fell to my knees, she spun on ball of her foot and delivered a spinning back kick pounding her bare sole into my unprotected groin. At this point I was nearly out. Lying flat on my stomach in incredible pain she approached me from behind, spread the long toes of her right foot and squeezed my bare, aching balls into the mat. At this point I could only understand bits and pieces of what was being said. I heard giggle and say something like, "This is how I like to finish my opponents off". I slipped into an unconscious state. Chapter III When I came out of my foot induced dream state, I looked up and saw a hazy blonde figure standing over me. I saw a Black belt flowing down from her waist and the fitted red karate pants. She was topless with sculpted, large but firm breasts. As I followed her legs down further I noticed the foot and spread toes of her right leg were wrapped around the base of my still erect penis. Patricia was rewarding my for the punishment I had taken from Kelly, Natalie and Julie by playing me like a foot flute with her toes. She also had a strong grip and kneaded my swollen cock up and down with her long white toes. I cringed as her toenails dug into the side of my rock hard member. She used her feet like a jungle monkey with incredible strength and expertise. Finally, I thought I was going to be able to let loose and cum. I was wrong. Just as I began to orgasm, this sadistic woman slid her foot down my shaft and squeezed with enormous pressure making sure I was unable to cum. "Not yet," she said, talking down to me in some kind of perverse June Cleaver manner She then yanked me to my feet and while looking me square in the eyes brought her left foot out of no where and "Heeeeya." smashed the ball of this foot into my groin. She left it there for a second then in one fluid motion grabbed my hands and pulled me towards her. Extending her left foot while falling on her back she flipped me over her head. This was different however from the traditional Judo into the groin throws. She continued to leave her elegant foot planted deep in my crotch and when all was said and done I had been flipped 270 degrees onto my back. Patricia now had me in an arm bar with her right arm forcing my elbow in an unnatural direction and everytime I moved, her left foot, which was still firmly planted in my groin, applied greater pressure. "Most encounters, end up on the ground," she said "and because men are physically stronger, we have to rely on the use of foot to groin pressure techniques. She twisted me onto my side and then scissors locked me from behind. "One advantage women have" she continued, " is relatively greater strength in the inner thighs." I could feel her moist vagina rubbing and lubricating the back of my neck. Patricia was turned on. She twisted me like a pretzel some more, then, in this same position, she twisted me onto my back. "This is my own patent technique," she went on to say and with that she snaked her toe spread right foot into my pants and seized me in the middle of my erection. Then, she released her other leg from my waist, flexed her toes back and with a loud "Ha." slammed her right heel into my the base of my erect cock. Between the rhythmic squeeze job I was receiving from left foot and pounding from her right heel, I was on the verge of orgasm-and so was she. She whispered into my ear, "You've been a good sport and you're an incredibly handsome man." With that she continued her rhythmic squeezing on my penis with her left foot and added a gentle testy massage with the toes of her right foot. "Let it go...It's OK," she whispered. I couldn't take it anymore. This classy, sexy, monkey woman was pumping me to climax. My entire body convulsed as I spewed like a volcano. Cum shot all over the place; at least 3 feet into the air and all over her feet, stomach and bare chest. She came as well and our two inter-twined, sweaty, sticky bodies lied there motionless and covered with goo. After a moment, I reached over to kiss her, as she was the only woman in the Dojo who's tongue I hadn't experienced. As I reached for her face, she reached her long nailed hand around my penis and said, "Don't get the wrong idea stud, I just do this for fun--I'm married." She squeezed my cock a little harder and longer than necessary. I curled up on the ground and she got up, bowed to the class, and walked by Kelly, who had a look on her face unlike any I had seen before. Class was over and I didn't know what to say. I was feeling things mentally and physically that I had never experienced Humility, anger, fear, confusion, disbelief, and unparalleled sexual satisfaction. Did this actually just happen? my inner-dialog kept repeating. I didn't say anything to any of the women as they left; I just hobbled towards the shower. It was then when I heard Kelly say, "I'm not done with you yet." She took off her top and revealed the most incredible tits I had ever seen. My recently exhausted hard on came back to life instantly. I slowly made my way over to Kelly. "Isn't this enough," I questioned. Before I could get another word out, she shot her sexy long foot out and grabbed my bare still erect penis in that large space which separated her big from her second toes. It felt so good. I was speechless. I looked into her beautiful face, which was actually smiling and noticed how incredibly beautiful this woman was. Her face was sculpted by the hard light, which cascaded down from the high ceiling. Her skin was flawless and radiant. Her eyes were so beautiful I melted. I had never wanted any woman more than her. She fell to her back; still holding on to my package with her toes and with her other leg swept my knees. I fell on top of her as my face was nestled between her large sweaty breasts. I licked her salty tits at the same time she went to work on my cock with her feet. It was like no other footjob I had ever experienced. She was a true pro, knowing exactly how hard to pull and where to squeeze her toes. She then pulled my head out of her breasts and opened her full sexy lips around mine. Our wet tongues touched as she continued to jerk me near orgasm. She was pulling my cock so hard with her feet I thought she might rip it off. Just then she momentarily released her feet and yanked me into her deep, wet vagina. I was shaking like I've never shaken before and she quivered as if she were being electrocuted. We came in unison and the earth moved. She used her toes to squeeze the last of my male juices into her pussy. It was most significant sexual experience of each of our lives. Things around the office changed after that. We never spoke of the incident and vowed it would never happen again. I still see her every day and although I think she's past the incident - I still get the feeling one-day we'll do it again. The End.