BLONDE BITCHES BEAT HIS BALLS

'your orgasm belongs to us, if we catch you masturbating, your balls are in for it...'  slave t was given a chore list, we expected it finished upon our arrival however many are still outstanding. as goddess jessica and i interrogate him while he is strapped tightly to the bondage chair, he admits he was distracted- with his cock in his hand... our slave knows that his orgasms belong to us, and that he is not allowed to ejaculate without our permission. he tries to plead with us but instead of granting him mercy, i take his balls in my hand and squeeze them hard. there is no time for pathetic pleading and excuses here. we decide that his punishment will be to torment his balls, since he has drained them without our permission we will take it upon ourselves to ruin them. i squeeze his balls harder and punch them with my fist, our slave cries out in agony and his body jolts in pain. goddess jessica readies her fingers next to his sensitive balls; flicking them until they turn a wonderful shade of red. we both take great pleasure in dishing out some testicle torment, especially to such a disobedient slave.  we compare the red shade of his balls to the colour of our lips, with our faces so very close to our slave’s crotch he is more desperate than ever for a release. goddess jessica tightly takes his balls in her fist and i flick them harshly, our slave tenses within his bounds as one flick is all it takes to make him squirm in torment. after goddess jessica gives his balls a few slaps, i hold the slave’s head back against the chair and goddess jessica knees him in his most vulnerable area. i push my knee into his crotch, squeezing his balls against his body. his balls looked so close to popping, and our slave exclaims that it feels as though we are castrating him, if only! our slave is suffering, but still no where near enough. goddess jessica holds our slave’s red and swollen balls firmly as i press the sharp heel of my thigh high pvc boot into them. the slave groans and complains that it hurts, we remind him that he deserves it as he begs for mercy. i remove my heel and a cruel red mark is left on his ballsack, a painful reminder to behave in future. i hold the slave's balls for goddess jessica to do the same, as she presses her pointed boot heel into his balls, the slave continues to protest that his balls are now broken. just as they should be.. we continue to dish out our testicle torment as punishment until we are fully satisfied that slave t's balls are fully destroyed. goddess jessica and i remind him that his balls belong to us, and we promise him that the next time he fails to do his chores, he won’t have any balls left to torment.