The Night My Friend and I Swapped Our Subs

Bianca and I are like two peas in a pod. We like the same movies, the same books, and, until recently, we discovered that we also shared something much more intimate: we both love dominating men.

We were having a casual chat one Friday afternoon at our usual café.

—How’s the new guy you’re dating? —I asked her.

—I love him. Marcos is handsome, considerate, and we have great chemistry.

—Mmmmm. —I made a skeptical face.

—What?

—What is it about that guy that doesn’t quite convince you?

—What are you talking about? I’m telling you he’s great.

—I’ve known you for years. I can see on your face that something doesn’t quite add up. Spill it.

—Hahaha, you know me too well. Fine, I’ll tell you: he’s wonderful in every way, except for one thing.

—What thing?

—He has a very small dick. —Her answer made me burst out laughing.

—Don’t laugh, bitch, it’s a serious problem. —I couldn’t stop laughing.

—I can’t help it. The guy looked so hard and rough when I saw him, maybe he does it to make up for his tiny little thing —I said, holding up my pinky finger.

—Shut up already, Lucía. Don’t even think about making a joke like that when the four of us are together. Besides, he’s not really that rough, it’s just a front. In private he’s very different.

—Different how?

—Well, I don’t think we’ve ever talked about this before, but I’ll tell you something if you promise to keep it secret.

—Yes, yes, just tell me.

—I like sex to be… violent.

—That’s not so weird. You like being choked, grabbed hard?

—More than anything, I like being rough with him. I’m into BDSM vibes.

—You’ve got to be kidding me. —I stared at her, mouth open.

—I know it sounds kind of weird, but I got into it and now normal sex bores me.

—No, I’m not saying that because of that. I like it too!

—Seriously, Lucía?

—My guy is my bitch. He does everything I tell him to do, and if he doesn’t obey, I give him a good kick in the balls.

—I would never have imagined that. Does yours have a tiny one too?

—Yep, hahaha. I make fun of him about it all the time.

—We should all get together one day, the four of us. We could do something fun. —Just imagining it started turning me on.

—Mmmm, sounds interesting. We could come up with some games, starting with seeing which one of them has the smaller dick.

—Hahaha, that sounds amazing. The loser gets a proper punishment.

We kept chatting for a good while, joking about how we punished our boyfriends and how we mocked them for their size.

***

Finally, the agreed day arrived. I didn’t tell Diego, my boyfriend, anything about that night’s plan; it would be much more fun to surprise him. I ordered him to put on some shorts without underwear and come into the living room to watch a movie with me. We’d been in front of the TV for half an hour when the doorbell rang. It was Bianca and her boyfriend.

Bianca is dark-haired, with spectacular legs. She was wearing a tight skirt that showed off her ass very nicely. Her guy, Marcos, was younger than her, with strong features and brown hair; he looked like a very serious man. He wore sweatpants and a sleeveless T-shirt.

—Guys, we’ve got a surprise for you. Wait here, we’ll be right back. And don’t even think about taking these off —I told them, while the two of us blindfolded them.

They obeyed without a peep, and we went to my room to change. We had bought some very sexy leather outfits. Mine was a skirt and a super-tight corset that took me a bit of effort to fasten. I loved how it looked on me: I have big breasts and with that corset they were pushed up even more, and it matched my pale skin perfectly. I looked like a sensual vampire. Bianca wore something similar, but as a one-piece, with the sides of her thighs exposed. We both had nice bodies, so just seeing each other like that was enough to get us excited. We hadn’t even come out yet and I was already wet.

When we were ready, Bianca shouted from the hallway that they’d better not have taken off their blindfolds. We went out and, sure enough, there they were, both still sitting there very calmly.

—Don’t even think about looking —Bianca repeated—. Whoever takes off the blindfold is out of here and misses all the fun.

We got the guys on their feet and led them to the center of the living room. Once there, Bianca and I swapped boyfriends and pulled down their pants, leaving their small cocks and balls exposed. The two of them looked incredibly uncomfortable, but we kept going with the plan. When they were completely naked, we counted silently.

—One… two… three.

At three, I delivered a huge kick to Bianca’s boyfriend’s balls, and he collapsed almost immediately. When I turned to my guy, I saw him on the floor too: Bianca had given him the same hard kick.

—Bitch, you’ve just castrated my boyfriend! —I joked.

—What are you talking about? I saw you smash my guy’s balls. Yours is going to pay for it in a minute.

—You can take the blindfolds off now, guys —I ordered.

The two of them peeled one hand away from their aching testicles to uncover their eyes. They were still sprawled on the floor, miserable, and when they looked up they realized it hadn’t been their own girlfriends who kicked them in the balls. They stared at us in amazement at how good we looked, as if we were a pair of goddesses. It was Diego who broke the silence.

—Bianca… why did you kick me? —my boyfriend asked, confused.

—I gave her permission, love —I answered.

—Why?

—Because we realized it would be much more fun to swap partners so we could beat them without mercy. Knowing I’m not kicking my guy’s balls, I can hit you without holding back. It even makes me want to hit you harder, to avenge Diego.

—We knew they might get hurt, but we decided their balls are a small price to pay for so much fun —Bianca added with a laugh.

The two of them froze, not knowing what to say.

—First of all, Lucía and I have something to settle —Bianca went on—. We’re not sure which one of them has the smaller dick, and we need to know in order to punish the winner of that title properly.

I went to get a measuring tape. When I came back, both of them were already somewhat hard. We got them standing and started jerking them off so they’d be completely stiff. I kept handling Bianca’s boyfriend, and she handled mine. It was so weird touching a guy’s dick who wasn’t mine, with Diego right there and my best friend holding him. When they were both fully hard, I measured Marcos first. He was breathing deeply, excited and uncomfortable at the same time, like he was at a medical exam. He looked so vulnerable, so much at my mercy, that all he could do was wait for the verdict. I passed the tape to Bianca so she could do the same with Diego.

—Ten centimeters for yours, Bianca. And he’s supposed to be fully hard already. I don’t even know if you can call that a penis… —Hearing it, my boyfriend went pale; he knew his wasn’t much bigger and now it was his turn.

—Let’s see how the other one does. Diego’s measures… nine centimeters! I won!

When I heard I had lost, I walked toward my boyfriend in fury and drove a brutal knee into his testicles.

—This is your punishment for making me lose, tiny dick —I told him as he crumpled in pain.

—Yours is bigger, but not exactly something to be proud of either. Ten centimeters… You should be ashamed —Bianca said, landing a punch to Marcos’s balls, and he dropped to the floor just like mine.

I was insanely turned on watching Bianca be so cruel to her boyfriend. She punished him even though she’d won. While the two of them were still on the floor, I wanted to congratulate her.

—Congrats, bitch, you won —I said, opening my arms.

—Thanks, Lucía, though I don’t feel very proud of it. They’re both tiny; that’s why I punished mine just the same —she replied, hugging me.

When I hugged her, I felt the leather tight against my body. She looked gorgeous, and watching her knock her own boyfriend down had turned me on. Now that she was so close, the tension between us was so strong that one look was enough to know what was about to happen.

We slowly moved closer until our lips brushed. We started kissing gently, tenderly; her lips were incredibly soft. She held me by the back and I slid my hands down to her ass. When I squeezed it, she caught her breath and started kissing me more fiercely. Soon I felt her hands on my buttocks, squeezing hard, which turned me on even more. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes until we separated our lips and looked over at our guys: the pigs were touching themselves while staring at us.

—Look at that, Bianca. These pigs are masturbating without our permission.

—They deserve a punishment for that.

—I don’t want to destroy their balls yet, I need them intact for the next game. Come kiss our feet, now! —I ordered them.

They obeyed immediately. They came over on their knees and started kissing our feet, slowly working their way up our legs. Bianca and I kept kissing for a while, and it was even hotter having them kneeling at our feet.

***

—All right, let’s move on to the next game —I announced—. This time you’d better not disappoint me, Diego. If you lose again, I swear I’ll cut off that useless dick.

He swallowed, knowing the consequences would be real.

Bianca brought two wheeled office chairs. She tied one rope to my boyfriend’s balls and the other end to one of the chairs; I did the same with hers. As I walked over to Diego’s chair, Bianca gave me a naughty look.

—Good luck, girl —she said, giving me a slap on the ass that lit me up.

—Listen carefully to how this works —I explained—. We’re going to sit in the chairs and you have to drag us into the next room by pulling on our balls. You’re going to go on all fours, like the dogs you are. There’ll be two riding crops on the floor over there; pick them up with your mouths and bring them to us. Then drag us back here. The first one to bring his mistress back to this spot wins. May God have mercy on the loser, because we won’t.

We covered their mouths so we wouldn’t have to hear their groans and sat down. I had moved some furniture around to make more space, but the room was still huge. I thought the game might fail, that they might not even manage to move us.

I turned toward Bianca. She looked stunning in her chair, the leather outfit clinging to her body, like a goddess about to test her slave.

—On your marks… get set… go! —she shouted.

They both started crawling. When the rope tightened, they both yelped, but they didn’t move us an inch. Suddenly my chair jerked forward. It was obvious Diego was struggling like crazy; I could see his testicles stretching to the limit. Marcos also managed to get Bianca moving. They went whining all the way, though their cries were muffled by the gag.

I couldn’t take it anymore and started touching myself while Diego dragged me. His progress was slow, agonizing, and I didn’t blame him: he looked extremely hard. “I guess this is the price of having testicles,” I thought, laughing to myself.

I was having the time of my life. About ten minutes passed before Diego left me at the back of the room, exhausted and sweaty. He got to the riding crop and stood there confused, staring at me: with his mouth covered, he couldn’t pick it up.

—Hahaha, I forgot. Come here, I’ll uncover you for a second so you can bring it.

He crawled up to me. He was adorable, looking so worried about winning, like a puppy. I uncovered his mouth, he picked up the crop, and handed it to me like a well-behaved little dog. I covered him back up. Bianca noticed the same thing and did likewise with Marcos.

With the crop now in my hand, Diego turned the chair and tried to drag me to the other side, but again it wouldn’t budge.

—Pull harder! —I shouted at him, leaving a mark on his ass.

He still couldn’t move it. I kept hitting him, but it didn’t do much; his balls were stretching against the rope. I knew it was counterproductive, but I couldn’t help myself and struck the stretched testicles with the riding crop. I burst out laughing. He fell to the floor, writhed for a while, and looked at me with his puppy eyes.

—Take a minute to recover. We’re ahead, but don’t forget what will happen to you if you lose —I told him, making a scissors gesture with my fingers.

He stayed lying on his back. I was calm, because they were just barely reaching their crop, so I started stroking Diego with my feet. I reached his dick and played with it; it felt so soft. Every now and then I gave him a little kick in the balls, and he got hard again.

—I’ll give you a prize you’re going to love if we win —I told him, winking as I massaged his testicles with my feet.

—Mmmmmm. —He let out a moan of pleasure.

Suddenly I saw Marcos was about to reach his crop.

—They’re almost catching up. Get up! —I ordered, giving him a harder kick that got him back on his feet.

Diego struggled with the chair until he got it moving again. I whipped his back and ass to make him go faster. Poor Marcos didn’t get even a second’s rest: Bianca kept whipping him nonstop, and he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment. Even so, they were closing in.

—Almost there, hurry up —I said, lashing Diego hard.

Just when we were about to reach the finish line, my chair got stuck; something jammed in one wheel. When it stopped dead, Diego’s balls were yanked backward with such violence that he fell to the floor. Even I felt it watching. I kept cheering him on. Despite the pain, he got back on all fours and tried to pull again, but the chair wouldn’t budge. Bianca was about to catch up with us, never changing strategy, lashing Marcos full force.

—On the count of three, pull with everything you’ve got —I told him, getting ready to yank the rope with my foot. I knew it would hurt like hell, but maybe that would free it.

—Mmmhhh, mmjj. —I guess he agreed.

—One… two… now!

I pulled with my foot at the same time he did, gave a little hop in the chair, and at last it moved. It must have been brutally painful, because I yanked the rope just as he pulled. You may question my methods, but not my results: we won the race.

—We lost because of you, idiot —Bianca said, kicking Marcos in the testicles before reaching the finish line. The guy collapsed, and she got up from the chair. Even I felt a little sorry for him.

—You did so well, love —I said tenderly to Diego, stroking his back.

—Congrats, Lucía —Bianca muttered, with a hint of bitterness.

—Thanks. Are you going to keep your end of the deal?

—Yes. I never back out.

—Your guy doesn’t look too good.

—Maybe I was too hard on him. He did try really hard, after all.

Bianca went back to Marcos and sat beside him. He was still hurting on the floor and looked sad about having lost.

—It’s okay, I’m not mad at you. I pushed you too hard. I’m going to give you a reward for trying so hard —she told him, while he brought his face close to her legs and she stroked his hair.

—What if we give them both a reward, Bianca?

—Sounds good, but let’s give them a moment to recover —she replied, starting to untie the rope from Marcos’s balls. I did the same with Diego.

***

After a few minutes of caressing them for their feat, we went over to the sofa. We sat them on the floor, leaning against the couch, and Bianca and I settled on top, resting our legs over their shoulders. We started playing with our boyfriends’ cocks, and they were loving it; honestly, I was enjoying it too. Every now and then I gave Diego’s balls a little kick, pressed both feet together to take his dick between them, and moved up and down. He tilted his head back and let out a moan.

When I looked over at Bianca, I saw how turned on she was. She looked at me too and once again we moved closer until we kissed. It was a downpour of sensations: kissing my best friend, feeling my boyfriend’s cock between my feet while he kissed my legs all over. Just when I thought it couldn’t get better, I felt Bianca’s hand in my crotch, brushing against Diego’s head. So many sensations made me arch my back and suck in a sharp breath. I did the same to her and started jerking her off; her moans turned me on more and more.

The more I enjoyed it, the harder I jerked Diego off. I was about to come. Bianca let out a very loud moan and put her hand over mine, asking me to stop a little. I heard Marcos groan: when I looked down, I saw that she had crushed his balls with her foot as she came, which made me laugh a lot. I was still burning with desire, she kissed me and jerked me off even harder. I used all my strength and, when I finally came, I felt Diego grab my feet to stop me. He had come at the same time; I felt some of his cum splatter on me. I had never experienced anything so delicious.

—Uff, that was amazing. I came so hard, even though I’m still horny —I told Bianca.

—Looks like Marcos did too, but he hasn’t finished. Maybe it doesn’t even work anymore, hahaha —she teased.

—Do you mind if I take care of him?

—Go ahead, girl. I want to rest.

I got up and sat in front of Marcos. I took his dick and started jerking him off, slow and firm. He loved it, and every so often Bianca would put her leg on his face so he’d kiss it. I gradually sped up until I felt he was about to finish; then I went full speed and watched his semen shoot out. Some of it landed on my hand. I slowed down to the minimum to squeeze out the very last drop. Then I went to wash my hand and foot and came back to the couch. We sat in silence for a while until Bianca spoke.

—I hope you guys had an amazing time. I think I speak for Lucía and me when I say it was a blast. We didn’t tell you, but we made a bet: the winner of the race gets to give the orders at the next get-together. So now it’s Lucía’s turn to make me obey. We thought that would make everything even more interesting next time.

—That’s right, guys. Start preparing your balls and your little dicks for the next round, because we’ll be planning even crazier things.

—It was a memorable night. Let’s take a keepsake photo —Bianca suggested.

She set her phone on a timer. She stood next to Marcos, I stood next to Diego, and she rested her foot between her guy’s legs, crushing his balls under her heel. I copied her gesture.

—Give them a little kiss for the photo —Bianca ordered.

They took our legs and kissed them while we stepped on their testicles.

I’ll keep that photo forever, because it takes me back to this exciting, fun memory with my best friend and our two pets.