Lady Dark Angel & Mistress Frankie line up two slaves against the wall. In the hands of the ladies are tennis balls so it is possibly just as well that the slaves are hooded and spared the sight of these frightful objects, the likely use of them doesn’t bear thinking. The ladies tell their subjects they are having a target practice and that they are intent on having fun. The crashing of the balls against the wall no doubt adding to the trepidation of the slaves, working on their nerves. But no sooner does Lady Dark Angel wonder if the ladies would be able to land their balls on the cock and...

Lady Dark Angel & Mistress Frankie line up two slaves against the wall. In the hands of the ladies are tennis balls so it is possibly just as well that the slaves are hooded and spared the sight of these frightful objects, the likely use of them doesn’t bear thinking. The ladies tell their subjects they are having a target practice and that they are intent on having fun. The crashing of the balls against the wall no doubt adding to the trepidation of the slaves, working on their nerves. But no sooner does Lady Dark Angel wonder if the ladies would be able to land their balls on the cock and balls of their slaves that she does indeed hit the crown jewels of one of the slaves, the man instantly doubling over in pain

Inspired by this Mistress Frankie makes her attempts as Lady Dark Angel hits her quarry again and again. Urging silence, she moves closer to her target and scores, laughing excitedly. With that both ladies are improving their accuracy as the slaves are feeling the strikes of the balls and the mounting agony and anxiety of the process. Lady Dark Angel tries some nipple shots but Mistress Frankie concentrates on improving her ballbusting efforts. Soon though both ladies are back targeting the cock and balls of their slaves but Mistress Frankie is feeling mean as she introduces a couple of menacing-looking spiked balls

From practice throws the ladies use both balls, asking the slaves which they prefer. As though the slaves had any say in the matter. They are targets and the choice lies with the ladies who after their exertions start to muse what they will do next.