There are few things I love more than inducting new slaves to my particular flavor of sadism. I’ve bound this slave to my cross and he has lost all rights to his cock and balls. Once he’s teased and raring to go, I decide his balls are the first to experience my toys.

I have a fun little ball collar with spikes all along the interior that hangs so nicely around his sensitive sack. Little by little I pull on the collar, increasing the pressure on his balls. But that’s not enough. I’m going to hang weights off this spiked ball collar.

His whimpers are mu...

There are few things I love more than inducting new slaves to my particular flavor of sadism. I’ve bound this slave to my cross and he has lost all rights to his cock and balls. Once he’s teased and raring to go, I decide his balls are the first to experience my toys.

I have a fun little ball collar with spikes all along the interior that hangs so nicely around his sensitive sack. Little by little I pull on the collar, increasing the pressure on his balls. But that’s not enough. I’m going to hang weights off this spiked ball collar.

His whimpers are music to my ears.