What if these were your balls in my hands right now? I sat on top of my slave to hold him place. As I applied clothespins to his balls, his legs began to tremble. The candle was sitting just an arm's reach away, welling up with hot wax. I spanked his cock and balls with a riding crop and then doused his balls with hot wax. I made certain to drop wax on his cock head so it couldn't leak a bit of nasty male filth. Slowly, I pulled every clothespin off his balls. I couldn't resist but to twist the last clothespin, finally ripping it right off. Then I grabbed his balls in my hand, squeezed them so...

What if these were your balls in my hands right now? I sat on top of my slave to hold him place. As I applied clothespins to his balls, his legs began to tremble. The candle was sitting just an arm's reach away, welling up with hot wax. I spanked his cock and balls with a riding crop and then doused his balls with hot wax. I made certain to drop wax on his cock head so it couldn't leak a bit of nasty male filth. Slowly, I pulled every clothespin off his balls. I couldn't resist but to twist the last clothespin, finally ripping it right off. Then I grabbed his balls in my hand, squeezed them so tightly they felt as if they might pop and pressed my finger into them. Just as my slave began trembling out of control, I held him down firmly with my thighs and punched his balls repeatedly.