With my slave helplessly bound to my padded vertical bondage rack, I direct all of my sadistic energy on tormenting his genitals. They are after all, the family jewels and so highly touted by the pathetic male creatures of the world. But they are less than worthless in my eyes, as they only serve to make men egotistical and arrogant in a world where men should be on their knees serving all of womankind.

So I will take it upon myself to make this silly fool see the light, the error of his ways, and just how worthless his cock and balls really are. I smash them over and over again wi...

With my slave helplessly bound to my padded vertical bondage rack, I direct all of my sadistic energy on tormenting his genitals. They are after all, the family jewels and so highly touted by the pathetic male creatures of the world. But they are less than worthless in my eyes, as they only serve to make men egotistical and arrogant in a world where men should be on their knees serving all of womankind.

So I will take it upon myself to make this silly fool see the light, the error of his ways, and just how worthless his cock and balls really are. I smash them over and over again with my painful leather riding crop. Each blow of the crop sends excruciating waves of anguish throughout his body. I twist and mangle his puny cock with my hands, bending and twisting it into a pretzel. I knee him in his ball sack, until he can no longer feel them between his legs.

He is now fully aware of the insignificance of his once prized family jewels. They are worthless and mean nothing to me. So he can put that behind him and start directing all of his energy on serving me, his Goddess.