Lift

Rachel looked down towards the quivering mess of boy anguish at her feet, hands buried in his crotch in a shape which to her seemed like a guiding arrow. Licking her lips excitedly, the young oppressor bent down towards Paul's legs, grabbing one of his ankles with both hands then swiftly yanked it to the side, forcing the weary boy onto his back.
He sobbed uncontrollably, clinging to his tender manhood with a feeble grasp, terrified to defy the youthful vixen grinning above him with a calculating sneer.

The girl, still bending over, took a step forward with both Paul's legs in between her own, and directed her hands to his poorly covered groin, driving them under his own with little resistance as they crept closer to their objective. With one small hand she encircled his flaccid cock at the base in a tight grip while at the same time firmly grabbing his throbbing balls in the other.
Rachel took a moment to study her busted classmate's terrified face as he reached for her wrists, then moved her gaze back to her hands as she straitened her back, violently lifting Paul upward by the firm grip on his boy parts as his ass raised off the carpet to the height of her now straightened knees.
Paul squealed for a moment before the pressure in his throat cut off the sound, staring at the source of his torment with bulging, tear-stained eyes and wide open mouth. The miserable boy's weakened arms extended towards his suspended organs, unable to reach or protect his most sensitive parts, battered and sore, as they were squished and pulled by his laughing female classmate.

Laura beamed with pride as she watched her younger sister take over their game on the first day, displaying the creativity and confidence it took herself over a year to develop. Paul's delicious squeals in Rachel's grasp roused her to lust as she reached between her crossed legs passed her rode-up skirt and onto her soaked, thin panties, clinging tightly to her vagina.

Rachel maintained her grasp for a few moments, eyes watering from laughter as she watched her flailing victims' futile animations.
Just when Paul's worn-out hands began to collapse, the beaming girl released her grip off his aching privates and his ass plopped on the carpet with a noticeable thud.

Paul rolled over to the side and curled back into a fetal position, hands between the legs grasping his sore, aching nuts.