What a ball buster I am! My slave stands helplessly naked, bound wrists pulled high and legs widespread. The kick of stiletto heels to his balls slam so hard he goes into shock. Only his wrist chains, linked to the overhead bar, keep him from dropping like an empty flour sack.
Repeatedly, I high-kick from the rear, throwing my powerful body into each shot. My aim is perfect; I never miss his testicles, clearing buttocks and thighs to nail my hairy target. The slave shrieks with agony, fades into a semi-conscious world of sheer suffering most guys have never experienced and can’t understand. It’s an escape-proof hell of pure pain, leaving him crying like a girl. And he can’t get a glimpse of my voluptuous breast, bouncing above my corset till I step around and crack his aching nuts from the front.
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