Liz spread her legs, gripped the pistol with both hands and took careful aim. Steadying her breathing, she slowly squeezed the trigger. Her friend Sarah, sitting on the couch behind her took the opportunity to admire Liz's body. Liz was wearing a light grey tank top, a short black skirt and knee-high black boots. She had long straight red hair and intense green eyes. Her chiseled features were wickedly beautiful. Sarah thought she looked absolutely delectable standing there before her.
Suddenly the pistol clicked and a suction-cupped dart sprang out, hit the target square in the center and then bounced off and fell to the ground. "Shit!" Liz said, spinning around to face Sarah. "This sucks, that should have been a bullseye."
Sarah shook her head, "it has to stick to count."
Liz scowled and turned to take a couple steps closer to the target, she then pushed another dart into the gun and fired at the target. Again, the dart bounced off and fell to the floor.
"You have to lick the tip to moisten it to get it to stick." Sarah said.
Liz examined the next dart, the suction cup was old and dried out, with cracks along the edges. She walked back over to Sarah and lowered the dart to her crotch. "You lick it." She said with a devious smirk.
Sarah looked up at her friend with feigned impertinence. Sarah was bisexual, she loved men and fully enjoyed having sex with them, but no one had ever gotten her off the way Liz did when Liz went down on her.
Liz on the other hand was totally lesbian. She hated men, in fact viewing them as an inferior species. Sarah and Liz were not a couple, they were just good friends who occasionally had sex with each other. They were both competitive and had recently begun holding contests. The rules were that the loser had to go down on the winner.
Sarah had come up with the idea of the shooting competition after finding the dart gun set in her parents attic, it must have belonged to her older brother. The set consisted of a dart gun, 10 suction-cupped darts and a smooth circular target, which was now hanging on the wall. Sarah leaned forward to lick the tip of the dart. She had washed everything, se she knew it was clean.
"Uh uh," Liz said taking a step back, "on your knees."
Sarah acted annoyed but soon dropped to her knees and began sensually licking the suction cup in slow circular motions. "OK, enough of that," Liz said, "you're enjoying yourself too much."
Liz inserted the dart into the gun and twisted her body without moving her feet and aimed and fired at the target. Once again the dart hit and bounced off. "This is a waste of time, these darts are too old, they won't stick."
Sarah sighed and got back up to sit on the couch. Her features were much softer than Liz's, though she was just as pretty. She had long chestnut colored hair, dark eyes and a bit more of an hourglass figure with 34C breasts compared to Liz's 32Bs. Sarah was dressed much simpler in jeans and a t-shirt.
"We just need to figure out a better target," Sarah said, slouching back on the couch.
"It's your game, you figure it out." Liz replied as she sat down next to her friend.
Sarah's mind was racing. She was horny as hell and desperately wanted Liz to eat her out but she knew Liz loved to tease her and wouldn't do it unless she earned it. After a few minutes a sly smile spread on her pretty face.
"Hand me one of the darts." Sarah said. Liz did so and Sarah took it and pulled off the suction-cup tip. What was left was a plastic dart with a small ball at one end. She pressed the dart into the gun and stood to fire. The dart smacked the target and bounced off.
"That did a lot of good..." Liz mocked.
Sarah just maintained her sly smile. "Just wait, you'll see." She reached into her pocket, withdrew her cell phone and punched in some numbers. "Hello Walter, this is Sarah, can you come over, Liz and I were doing some target practice and we need to use your balls."
Sarah watched Liz as her eyes widened in disbelief. "Yes that's right Walter, we just want you to come here so we can use your balls as targets. It's just a dart gun so it won't hurt, much." Sarah cocked her head and rolled her eyes. "Don 't be a sissy," She said into the phone, "it's just a toy gun. Cool, how soon will you be here? OK, see you soon."
She flipped closed the phone and smiled at Liz. "Our targets are on their way." Liz could only shake her head.
At 40 years old, Walter was nearly twice as old as Sarah and Liz. Never the less, Walter was in love with Sarah, even though he knew she didn't love him, in fact she barely tolerated him.
Walter was very awkward with women and had never married or even had a serious relationship with a woman. He wasn't an ugly man, at 5'7" he was a bit on the short side. He was thin, almost gaunt. He had never taken to sports or exercise.
Sarah had been using Walter as a Sugar Daddy for the past six months. They had met online and had struck up a casual friendship. Walter, being a very submissive person had brought out Sarah's dominant side.
Even though they never had sex, Walter was in love with Sarah and got off on being financially used by her. Sarah enjoyed all the gifts Walter bought her and the things he did for her, but the more it went on, the more she detested him and wanted to abuse him.
Sarah had never physically abused Walter before but she knew that using his balls as targets would amuse Liz and keep her interested in the competition. She also knew that Walter would go along with it.
Walter had a hard-on while driving to Sarah's apartment. He had been lusting after the young woman for some time now but had gotten nowhere with her sexually. Now out of the blue she had called him up to come over and play some kind of game using his balls for target practice. Walter had never been into pain, but the submissive aspects of this proposal excited him beyond belief.
Pulling into the driveway, Walter tried to regain his composure. He had never met Liz before but Sarah had told him about her and he was very intrigued. He had no idea the extent of Liz's dislike of men.
