The Missadventures of The Hero - Busting The Dark Lords Balls!

“You’ve finally arrived,” The Dark Lords malicious voice crackled through his throne-room.

We all stood before him now. Well, Hope, Honey, and Serenity stood before him. I was curled up in a corner, cradling my busted balls. Hope had discarded me as soon as we entered the room.

The Dark Lord’s throne-room was as terrifying as you’d expect. Dark torches flickered with green flame, set upon pillars standing throughout the room. The walls were lined with spikes and skulls, and the floor was a sleek black stone. The throne itself was massive, and the Dark Lord himself filled the entire seat.

Most wizards were puny, but not him. He was as big as the largest men I had met, beneath his dark robes I could see bulging muscles. His eyes were black and cruel, and on his head was a crown with seven horns, each a representation of the dark magic he commanded.

“Dark Lord Zauron, I presume,” Hope said coolly, a bemused smile on her lips. “Been looking for you.”

“And I have eyed your journey carefully,” The Dark Lord Zauron grinned maliciously, the atmosphere became heavy with his power. Even with the amulet protecting us, I could feel the weight of his magical might. “You have displayed impressive skill, little girls. But little girls are all you are.”

“Can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that one,” Hope quipped.

“Same,” Honey smirked.

“Your abilities have impressed me,” The Dark Lord Zauron continued, rising to his full height. From my fetal position on the ground, he looked like a giant. Towering over children. “Defeating my Hell Knights is a feat none have accomplished. But your confidence is unearned, little girls. For they only had a taste of my power-“

He raised his hands above his head and shadow swallowed the room, the castle, the entire battlefield. I felt a strange pulse in my veins and muscles, a fatigue. A petrification. He was taking control of our bodies. Or, that’s what he was supposed to do.

Serenity cracked her neck, and the girls started stretching.

“We have the amulet you’ve been after,” Serenity said, “you can’t hurt us.”

“How lucky you are,” Zauron smirked, “the amulet protects the wearer and those they love from my power. It is best held by your kind, women who care and love all those they know. But for men, like the Hero crying back there, it expresses its power in a different way.

You are lucky because in some way, each of you have taken his seed. Whether directly, or in his thoughts, his lust for you has protected you from my power. But not for long-“

Another surge of magic, this time the girls stumbled back, grimacing.

“See, men are fleeting. And my power grows. In time my magic will tear through that weak enchantment, and you will all grovel at my feet.”

“So all we gotta do is bust your balls before that then,” Hope shrugged, standing up, “seems easy.”

“Tsk-tsk-tsk,” The Dark Lord wagged a crooked finger, “unlike all my foolish followers, I have taken precaution. I’ve spent the last week enchanting myself, my godly genitals are now indestructible. You cannot topple me like any other men.”

“Indestructible or invulnerable?” Serenity asked. The Dark Lord blinked.

“Excuse-“

“Indestructible or invulnerable?” Serenity repeated, “words matter, dark lord. If they’re *invulnerable* your balls won’t hurt when I kick them. But if they’re just indestructible well…”

Serenity and the girls smiled, my own heart started to race.

“We can hit them as hard as we want,” Hope snickered.

The Dark Lords eyes widened for a moment, before he fronted a calm demeanor.

“It doesn’t matter,” The Dark Lord Zauron shook his head, “I am not like any man.”

Suddenly bolts of lightning arced from his shadow, zapping straight for the girls. Honey and Hope darted to the side, while Serenity took the brunt of the power. She was forced back, on her knees. But beyond that, the magic didn’t harm her.

Honey and Hope flanked the Dark Lord who raised his hands, a chunk of the floor Honey was standing on split and rose in the air, flying across the room. Taking her with it. While a violent twist of air whipped around Hope and jetted her straight into Zauron’s hand. Where he held her by the throat.

“Ordinary, simple, dumb girls,” Zauron sneered, “that is all you are!”

The castle walls came alive, as pipes shot out and seized Honey, restraining her against the wall. Meanwhile, lightning bolt after lightning bolt crashed into Serenity. She was forced to her knees. Unable to push past the assault. During all this, Hope struggled against the Dark Lords fierce grip, her feet dangling in there air.

“The Hell Knights, my warlocks and wizards, they each only controlled one magic!” Zauron boasted, “I control them all! Now, on the battlefield, your petulant women are frozen still, suffering the humiliation of defeat! Your men are alight with flame! All through the land my thunderstorm wreaks havoc! I am not just a lord of dark magic! I am Zauron, GOD OF- HURRGH!”

During his monologue of villainy, Hope cracked a smile. She winded her booted foot back. All the memories of the damage she could do with it flowed in my brain. Each time she brought me to my knees, in a puddle of my own tears. With little effort. Barely more effort than a morning stroll. A simple, quick kick. I knew it well, I understood my place on the other side of it well. And now, the masculine, strong part of me groaned. The Dark Lord would too.

The kick was quick. A snap of motion. She whipped her boot between the Dark Lords legs and buried her foot in his balls. His monologue halted, his magical power blinked away. And he groaned painfully.

“You feeling okay, Mr. Dark Lord?” Hope smirked.

“YOU-“ The Dark Lord gasped as Hope retracted her foot. He sank ever so slightly. His eyes began to glow again with mystical light. “YOURE-AAAAAAAAH!”

Hope launched her foot back into his balls, forcing his voice to reach pitches no man should. He dropped her immediately stumbling back, bent even lower than before.

“Almost got you down to size,” Hope smirked.

“No!” The Dark Lord roared, but before he could do anything, Honey appeared behind him.

His magic had disappeared from Hopes first kick, the bars that held Honey clattered to the ground. The thunder that held Serenity back had disappeared. They were in the fight now. I knew it had finally happened. Victory.

Honey readied her shot, stepping back. Her ass and tits bounced from the slight step. She was lined up perfectly.

“Sorry Mr. Dark Lords Balls!” Honey exclaimed, launching her foot between Zauron, the Dark Lords Legs.

“NO-“ Zauron screeched, but he was too late. He could mount no defense. Honeys foot was already screaming past his legs, and straight up into his balls.

*CRUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!*

The kick lifted him off his feet. His knees clicked together. His eyes crossed and he made the same wimpy O with his mouth we all made. And of course he screamed. Screamed like every man on the bad side of a woman’s foot screams.

“MYYYYYYYYYY BALLLLLLLLLS!” Zauron, The Dark Lord, the scourge of the land and the terror that shook the heavens, screamed. Screamed like a baby. Screamed like a little girl.

He crashed to the floor, on his knees sputtering and coughing. Hope held him up by his chin, smiling.

“Hey,” Hope grinned, “you’re a cute crier, Mr. Dark Lord.”

“My-my-my-“ The Dark Lord moaned, unable to speak.

“Yeah, yeah,” Hope nodded, “your little ballsies really hurt. Don’t worry though, you made them indestructible. You can still win, right?”

Tears pooled in the Dark Lords eyes as he was met with the mercy of a woman.

“My turn!” Serenity jubilated, “Pick him up girls!”

“NO-“ The Dark Lord struggled, “NO!”

Hope and Honey held him up by his arms, his feet dragged on the floor. They were all that were lifting him.

“Hurry up!” Hope grunted, “He’s heavy!”

“It’s all these useless muscles!” Honey groaned.

“Ready, Mr. Dark Lord?” Serenity asked, walking up to him and grabbing his shoulders.

“PLEASE, NO!” Zauron struggled, “I GIVE UP!”

“After three kicks?!” Hope scoffed.

“But we’re just little girls, right?” Serenity asked, a mischievous glint in her smile, as she loaded up her back leg, “we can’t hurt you right?”

“I WAS WRONG!” The Dark Lord squealed, “PLEASE, I GIVE UP! FUCK, MY BALLS! THEY HURT SO MUCH!”

“You cry a lot louder than your Hell Knights you know,” Hope said.

“PLEAAAAASE-“

“Good luck Mr. Dark Lord!” Serenity cooed, “This one’s really gonna hurt!”

“NOOOOOOO-“

Serenity blasted her knee into the Dark Lords balls so fast I didn’t even see it. Her knee crashed into his balls and crushed them against his pelvis, folding him around her knee and thigh. His feet left the ground, his eyes bulged out of his head, and his balls flattened against Serenity’s knee.

“AIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!” The Dark Lords screamed, crashing to the floor. He was on his back, rolling from side to side, screaming and crying. Cradling his nuts.

Hope and Honey tore at his hands, revealing his limp cock and massive balls.

“They really are indestructible, look!” Honey laughed, pointing at his swollen bulge. They were perfect orbs.

“That’s amazing!” Serenity exclaimed, “I really tried to pop them!”

Hope popped up, running to Serenity’s side, whispering in her ear. Serenity snorted and nodded, rushing to the Dark Lord.

Zauron whimpered and cried, in a puddle of pain and tears. He was completely unaware of what was happening. To his weak protests, they dragged and restrained his arms to one of the pillars. Then, Honey and Serenity seized his legs, spreading them as far apart as they could. I watched with fearful anticipation, I knew what was coming. And even though he was the incarnation of evil, I pitied him.

“Get ready Mr. Dark Lord!” Honey said.

“Wha-“ He slurred, his head bobbing, “what are you-“

“You are the Dark Lord,” Serenity said, “you’re *really* dangerous, so we gotta make sure you’re defeated.”

“I give up,” Zauron whined, “you win-“

“But you could be lying!” Honey said, “we got to make sure!”

“What do you-“ Zauron the Dark Lords eyes widened when he saw Hope, on the other side of the room. Stretching her legs. Her supple, jiggling legs. “Wait-“

“Yeah-huh,” Honey giggled.

“That’s right,” Serenity beamed.

“NO-“ Zauron shook, trying to fight his restraints, “YOU CANT DO THIS!”

Hope broke into her running start. Everything bounced. Everything jiggled. Her tits, her ass, those thighs. My mouth was watering. Despite the pain I was still in, I was hard.

“NONONONO-“ Zauron begged, shaking his head, “I AM THE DARK LORD ZAURON! I CANT BE BEATEN LIKE THIS!”

“Guess you can,” Honey beamed.

“Just like all the boys,” Serenity snickered.

“PLEASE!” Zauron finally broke, “I WAS WRONG! NO-“

“Sorry Mr. Dark Lord!” Hope shouted gleefully, steps away from him.

She planted her foot, letting the momentum of her foot carry her, she winded her leg back.

“NOOOOOOOOO-“

Hope launched the hardest kick I had ever seen. Her foot touched the sky with the wind-up, it was like a rubber band was holding her leg back. And then snapped as her boot sailed with blinding speed. Directly into Zauron, the Dark Lords weak, stupid balls.

*CRRUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!!*

Hopes foot sunk deep into the Dark Lords groin, I swear her toes touched his back. She laughed while she swung her legs into him, crushing and destroying his manhood. And sending his balls up his throat.

*PHINK! PHINK!*

“MYYYYYYYY BALLLLLLLLLS!” The Dark Lord screamed, “MYYYYYYYYY BALLLLLLLS! YOU BROKE MY BALLS!”

“They came back!!” Honey shouted, as the balls that Hope shattered and sent into Zaurons stomach fell back and reformed. “Oh my god they came back!”

“MYYYYYYYYYY BALLLLLLLLLLS!” The Dark Lord cried.

“I knew it!” Hope jumped up and down. “I knew they’d come back! Looks like your spell works really good, huh Mr. Dark Lord?”

“MYYYYYYYYYYYY BALLLLLLLLLLLLS!” The Dark Lord continued crying, “YOU CRUSHED THEM! YOU CRUSHED MY BALLLLLS!”

“Yeah,” Hope sighed happily, “guess you lost, huh?”

“How long do you think the spell lasts?” Serenity asked greedily.

“I dunno,” Hope shrugged, “we’ll find out on the way back.”

“Man,” Honey shook her head, as the Dark Lord screamed for his broken balls, “that was really easy.”

“I think my neck is a little sore,” Serenity shrugged, “from all that lightning.”

“He was supposed to be really strong too,” Hope laughed, eying the crying Dark Lord, “well! Let’s get you up Mr. Dark Lord. It’s a long way home, and we gotta crack your nuts the whole way.”

He wasn’t even listening, he was still crying and screaming from the kick Hope swung into his balls. They untied him from the pillar, Serenity and Honey together lifted him as he cried and cried. Hope came up to me, still cradling my own battered nuts from earlier.

“We did it,” I breathed, the quest now complete. Our victory secured.

“Well,” Hope shrugged, “I did it. you kind of just cried and watched.”

I groaned.

“Up you get, Mr. Hero,” Hope smiled, patting my crotch. “To think this all started because I crushed your balls a few months ago. And it ended with me crushing the Dark Lords balls! Isn’t that funny?”

“I guess,” I groaned, my masculine pride completely shattered.

Because of one kick to my nuts, I was forced to watch as Hope and the other girls completed my quest. And watch as it was proven, plain and simple, that it didn’t matter how strong we were. How powerful, how skilled. An ordinary girl with a boot can just crush our balls and beat us. Boys really shouldn’t fight girls.

*The Dark Lord was beaten so easily! Hope and the girls completely dominated him! The world is saved, and the quest is complete! Up next, a painful epilogue! Please enjoy the final installment of The Missadventures of The Hero!*