Our ballbusting slave was (over)confident that he could handle more, so Goddess Noelle and I make him question his choices. In Part 2, we continue to kick, punch, slap, and squeeze his balls into oblivion. We leave him face down on the floor, panting in a pool of his own sweat... or is that his tears?

Our ballbusting slave was (over)confident that he could handle more, so Goddess Noelle and I make him question his choices. In Part 2, we continue to kick, punch, slap, and squeeze his balls into oblivion. We leave him face down on the floor, panting in a pool of his own sweat... or is that his tears?