PREMIUM RE-RELEASE: "A CLASSIC OF BALL DESTRUCTION. BEYOND PUKING!! BEYOND BELIEF"". Down in the dungeon a mean and beautiful woman is doing terrible things to her slave's balls. The hooded man is on his knees on the floor, doggie style, balls hanging down. Dometria is cool and wicked in red lacy bra and panties and knee-length PVC boots: calm and patient and utterly in control. Just as well!! She starts kicking his balls like a footballer trying to perfect her corners. When this knock the breath out of him and tips him onto his nose, she simply orders him to re-present his bollocks and waits....

PREMIUM RE-RELEASE: "A CLASSIC OF BALL DESTRUCTION. BEYOND PUKING!! BEYOND BELIEF"". Down in the dungeon a mean and beautiful woman is doing terrible things to her slave's balls. The hooded man is on his knees on the floor, doggie style, balls hanging down. Dometria is cool and wicked in red lacy bra and panties and knee-length PVC boots: calm and patient and utterly in control. Just as well!! She starts kicking his balls like a footballer trying to perfect her corners. When this knock the breath out of him and tips him onto his nose, she simply orders him to re-present his bollocks and waits. Then WHAM, she's away again. She teaches him the Zen of ball-kicking: "DON'T FEAR IT, DON'T ENDURE IT, JUST TAKE IT!" ....... well, when you put it like that...... OK?!? ........But, when the pain wells up, the stomach turns over and the world gets dim...... he crumples, gasps, tumbles to one side, his swollen balls jutting out behind his legs. Dometria disapproves..... so she STAMPS on the protruding bollocks!! The slave dribbles and gags slime but doesn't vomit and struggles back on to his knees. Mistress is pleased with his efforts. What's his reward? "MISTRESS IS GOING TO KICK YOU TILL YOU PUKE!" And that's exactly what she does. Hard. He slumps, puking, gasping, apologising. But there is no mercy. "I WANT YOU TO CONTINUE PAST PUKING. TEN MORE!" He can't. He needs water. But then he hauls himself back. "LET'S SEE IF WE CAN GET SOME MORE VOMIT OUT OF HIM" she says sweetly. Last ten. Thumping kicks. ONE. TWO. THREE. He pukes again. Big puke, yellow vomit. 4,5,6,7.... still vomiting.......8, 9.... can't go on. "NO, PLEASE"........ She continues. TEN. He sways. "AND ONE FOR LUCK!!"..... ELEVEN!!! See it and weep!