A ball slave has been begging and begging for quite some time to return to serving Me. I decided I needed a good laugh so I allowed him to come back into My world of pain. He's restrained to the St. Andrews, ready and vulnerable. He's still annoyingly bad at begging and groveling, but that's not really why he's here. He serves as My source of amusement, My personal ball sack to mangle and however I want.

I start kicking these over grown testicles with My vicious black boots. Over and over, each kick sending more pain than the last. I laugh watching him wither in agony. Now it's tim... Show more