Lying in wait in the bondage box, I waste no time trampling Johnny Banana’s cock and balls with My seven inch stilettos. I don’t know why that is his name as there is certainly nothing banana-like under My heel. In fact, the only thing I see are two shrivelled prunes which I grind My heel into. To calm his nerves, I launch spitballs into his mouth from above. Taking My shoes off, I stomp his cock and balls with My bare feet. He screams for mercy, but I’ll decide when I’m finished maiming his manhood.

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