I was in the middle of a shooting, with ball busting and crushing, when the slave begged for a break, to recover a little after some hard action (like the one in Balls are made for busting ). I accepted, as I was in the mood for a cigarette, but he had to stay under My feet, be a footstool. As I sat in an armchair, he lay down under it, so that his balls got right under My feet. This made Me want to kick and crush them again, and why wouldn't I? I'm the Mistress, after all, and he is just a slave, that is always at the disposal of his M... Show more